Daddy part 6
Daddy
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: A/W G/W
DISCLAIMER; They aren’t mine I just play with them
SUMMARY: AU Spangel. Buffy and Giles are married and are both in their 40’s. They have a 15 year-old son, William and live in England.
WARNING: Under age stuff, non-con, rape, daddy kink, I don’t know what else. If you're not comfortable with this, then turn around and walk away...
AN: A big thank you to Ely, the queen of commas, for her very fast betaing. I only sent it to her last night!!!!
Part 6
Angel woke with a start and quickly looked at his watch - 6:30 a.m. Looking down at his boy’s head, he smiled. Will hadn’t moved all night; if anything, he was laying even closer to Angel than when he had first gotten into bed.
“Will,” Angel said gently as he nudged his boy. “Will, wake up.”
Will opened his eyes and looked at him questioningly.
“You asked me to wake you if you fell asleep,” Angel explained.
“Well that was a bloody stupid idea,” Will mumbled groggily as he laid his head back down on Angel’s stomach.
Angel smiled and began running his hands through his boy’s hair. “You need to move,” he said after a while.
“Why,” came the groggy reply.
“Because I need to turn the telly and stuff off.” Angel replied.
Sighing Will lifted his head and Angel quickly slipped out of bed and turned everything off before quickly slipping his jeans off and climbing back into the warm bed.
“Don’t get comfy just yet, I have a favor to ask,” Will said with his eyes still closed.
“What do you want,” Angel asked.
Will’s face went red and Angel couldn’t help but smile. “I need to put some cream on…and…I was kinda hoping you would do it,” his boy said quickly without lifting his head or opening his eyes.
Angel swallowed, unable to do or say anything. Will took the silence to mean no. Slowly lifting his head, he looked at Angel. “It’s alright, I can do it myself…if you don’t want to you don’t have to…I know it’s not a pretty sight…”
Angel cut him off. “No it’s that…it’s just…” he stuttered falling over his words, “It’s just that…”
“Touching my arse turns you on,” Will blurted out ducking his head in embarrassment.
Angel stared down at his hands. “Yeah, something like that,” he whispered.
“Would it help if I told you that the thought of your hands touching me turns me on too,” Will quietly said his head still down, as he picked at a piece of fluff he was twiddling in-between his fingers, looking anywhere other than at Angel.
Angel took a deep breath, silently wishing he had kept his jeans on, “Where’s the cream?”
Will slowly lifted his head and gave Angel a smile. “Thank you, it’s on the bedside table.”
Angel looked and picked up the pot of cream and then took off the lid and smelt it. “What is this stuff,” he asked wrinkling his nose at the smell.
“Suda cream - it’s an antiseptic. People usually use it for nappy rash, but it works for me plus I can get it over the counter.”
Angel nodded as he rearranged himself so he could have easy access to his boy’s arse.
When he was set, Angel pulled back the covers and stared at Will’s arse, marveling that, even though it was covered in purple bruises, red raw skin and small welts, it still looked perfect.
“Is it looking any better,” Will asked.
Angel snapped out of his musings, pushed all the emotion out of his voice and answered rather clinically, “A bit, the larger welts are still seeping a bit but the smaller ones have scabbed over. I expect the bruising and swelling will go down in the next couple of days.” Angel put his hand into the pot and carefully began to apply the cream marveling at the fact that his large palm could practically cover his boy’s entire buttock.
Unfortunately, Angel’s cock began to respond as soon as his hand touched his boys arse. Blood rushed from his head slowly making his cock rock hard. While mentally cursing his lack of self-control and concentrating hard on not hurting his boy, he missed Will looking over his shoulder at him.
Angel nearly jumped off the bed in surprise when he felt a small hand firmly gripping his now weeping cock.
He looked at his boy, blue eyes meeting brown. “No,” he said firmly.
Will stared back at him, the look in his eyes so old, but somehow still so young and innocent at the same time. “Why?”
“Because…” Angel quietly pleaded.
“I want to,” Will whispered as he slowly began to pump his hand up and down the rock hard member.
Angel shuddered and stared at the small hand slowly gliding up and down his erection, the sight making him moan in spite of himself. “This is wrong,” he hissed in pleasure.
It was Will’s turn to be forceful, “No - it’s not. We both want it, nothing wrong with that.”
Angel stared into the piercing blue eyes and saw the conviction behind the words. He nodded and allowed the feel of his boy’s hand slowly pumping him to wash through his body.
“Touch me,” Will whispered.
“How,” Angel groaned, as erotic images of all the ways he could touch his boy filled his head.
“Don’t care, just touch me,” Will pleaded.
“Don’t want to hurt you,” Angel gasped as his boy ran his finger along his slit and then suddenly grasped Angel’s cock and gave it a hard squeeze, making Angel buck his hips as tendrils of pleasure shot through his body.
“Pain is pleasure luv,” Will said quietly never slowing his pace as he wanked Angel.
Taking a deep breath, Angel moved his hand and covered his boy’s, stilling all movement. “No,” he said forcefully.
Will looked at him, then took his hand away and stared at the bed. “Sorry, thought you wanted it,” he mumbled.
Angel lay down on his side facing his boy. “I do want it, I want it more than you could possibly imagine.”
Will looked at him, confusion all over his face, “Then why did you make me stop?”
“Because I want it too much, and with your arse staring at me…I’m not sure I would have the willpower not to fuck you,”
Will smiled cheekily. “It’s that enticing, is it?”
Angel groaned in frustration and fell onto his back throwing his arm over his eyes “You have no idea what you do to me.”
Will smiled as he got up on all fours, crawled over to Angel and laid on top of him, making sure to rub their engorged cocks together.
Angel looked at him from under his arm. “I thought I said no?”
Will tilted his head. “Are you sure you want to say no,” he asked as he bucked his hips making them both moan at the friction it caused.
Angel stared up at the piecing blue eyes and watched in anticipation as they slowly moved closer and closer, until his boy’s lips finally met his in a nervous kiss. Angel groaned at the tenderness of the kiss as his hands slowly worked their way down Will’s back, coming to rest in the small of his back, pulling his boy as close as he could so their cocks rubbed against each other's sensitive skin. Will threw back his head and gasped at the extra friction as their pelvises rubbed together.
Angel lay there marveling at the sight of his boy above him even as he wished he was the one on top pinning his boy down and making him gasp in pleasure. Angel sighed and Will cocked his head and looked at him.
“What,” he whispered quietly
Angel smiled and went to pull his boy in for a kiss, but Will pulled away asking again, “What’s wrong?”
Angel’s hand flopped back onto the bed .“It’s nothing,” he muttered.
Will just looked at him. “Talk to me, please.”
“I want you under me, where you can’t get away no matter how hard you try, I want you under me so I can give you pleasure and you can’t pull away, I want to be in…I want a lot of things,” Angel said quietly, closing his eyes, which allowed a single tear to escape the corner of his eye.
Will looked at the man beneath him. Reaching out he slowly wiped the tear away with his thumb as he cupped Angel’s face. “I want to be under you, I want to be held so I can’t pull away,” he said softly as he slowly began to rock his hips, “I want to be at your mercy, I want you to be inside me, stretching me, filling me, making me whole…”
Angel didn’t let his boy finish as he kissed him with a fever that had slowly been burning inside him. Will began thrusting his hips faster seeking more and more friction.
Angel regretfully pulled away from the kiss to breathlessly blurt out, “Lay on your side.”
Will carefully lay on his side as Angel turned to face him. Angel moved in close, pulling the hard body of his boy against him. Will ground his hips against Angel wanting more. Angel’s hand left his boy’s hip and grasped his hard cock, pumping it with a rhythm matching his thrusts.
“I want to hear you gasp out my name as I take you over the edge into oblivion,” Angel hissed out as Will’s hand suddenly grasped his hard leaking cock and began to match his own strokes.
Angel captured his boy’s mouth again, violently plundering it with his tongue, as he felt his orgasm begin to rise.
“Want you to be inside me,” Will groaned into the kiss.
Angel’s breath caught. “Want to be inside you.”
“Soon?”
Angel nodded. “Soon,” he whispered as his lips descended once more to plunder his boy’s mouth. Angel felt Will begin to shudder next to him as his climax began. Angel quickened his pace and watched as his boy threw back his head and screamed Angel’s name as he came. That was all it took, hearing his name on his boy’s lips was all that was needed to send Angel over the edge with a deep growl.
Will collapsed beside Angel and uncaring of the stickiness between them, snuggled in close burying his head in Angel’s chest. Angel wrapped his arms around his boy and pulled him in close, kissing the top of his head.
***
Sometime later, Will woke. Feeling possessive arms surrounding him he lifted his head to see his captor and smiled as he looked into the face of his Angel. Sighing, Will laid his head back down on the man’s chest with a sigh. At some point in the night, Angel must have rolled onto his back and pulled Will with him. Will smiled at the thought of Angel holding on to him that tight throughout the night and lifted his head to stare at his…what were they, lovers? Was Angel his boyfriend?
Will sighed at all the unanswered questions he had floating in his head and stared at the handsome face below him, watching as Angel’s eyelids slowly began to flutter and open.
“Morning.”
Angel smiled sleepily. “Morning little one,” he said hoarsely
Will felt a shiver run through him at the small endearment.
“What time is it,” Angel asked.
“Almost noon.”
Sighing, Angel closed his eyes again. “I have to go to work soon,” he muttered.
Will pouted. “What time?”
“One thirty, need to be in for the matinee.”
“What time will you be back?”
“A little after eleven tonight, but you can come with me if you want,” Angel said hopefully.
Will smiled. “Thanks for the offer, but I don’t think standing around or trying to sit in that chair all day would be a good idea.”
Angel smiled sadly and opened his eyes. “I know, I just don’t like the idea of you being here on your own.”
Will smiled back.
“I could phone Cordy and have her come round and…”
“Angel luv stop,” Will interrupted him, “Much as I love your sister, I could use some space, you know, sort my head out and think for a bit.”
Angel nodded and closed his eyes again as involuntary thoughts suddenly flew through his head - what if his boy decided he didn’t like him, what if he decided that he was better off at home, what if he wasn’t here when he got home from work.
“Oi stop it,” Will said, nudging Angel’s body for emphasis, “I promise I will still be here when you get home.”
Angel opened his eyes and smiled. “Am I that obvious?”
“No, but if I was you, it would be what I would think,” Will said quietly. “I just need to get my head round a few things, a hell of a lot has happened the last few days, and I just need…I just need a bit of time to get them in order.”
Angel nodded and decided to change the subject. “So, you want some breakfast?”
Will smiled. “Definitely, I’m starving.”
Angel smiled as he leaned up and kissed his boy’s lips lightly. “Right then, breakfast it is.”
Will slowly began to peel himself off Angel, grimacing at the now dry crusty cum that had stuck them together. “Yeah, followed by a bath,” he said with a sigh at both the thought of having to climb into the bath again and the cum.
Angel slowly began to climb off the bed with a thoughtful expression. “If you want I can rig you up a shower?”
Will stopped climbing off the bed and looked at him in confusion.
“A while back, the hot water tank broke and it took the landlord forever to fix it, so I bought a watering can to use as a shower,” Angel explained, but at Will’s continued look of confusion he continued, “It’s a lot easier to heat a watering can with hot water from the kettle than it is to half fill the bath.”
Will smiled. “That would be great, much as I would love to lay and soak in the bath, just the thought of having to climb in and out makes me shudder.”
Angel smiled as he grabbed his trousers and pulled them on saying, “It doesn’t last long, but it’s better than nothing.”
Will sighed he was finally standing and began looking for his comfy trousers he had worn last night. Spotting them on the floor, he sighed again as he walked over, but before he could begin the task of bending over and picking them up, Angel was bending down and passing them to him.
“Thanks,” Will said quietly.
Angel nodded. “You know you only have to ask”
Will looked down at the item of clothing held in his hand.
“Anything you want, just ask and if it’s within my power to give, I will,” Angel said.
“Thanks,” Will said as a lone tear escaped down his face.
Angel leaned in cupping is boy’s face and swiping away the tear with his thumb. “What’s wrong?”
Will shrugged. “Guess I’m so used to doing everything for myself, it’s kinda hard…you know?”
Angel smiled sadly; his boy could be so cute at times. “Come on, get dressed and I’ll make breakfast,” Angel said as he left his boy to dress and went towards the kitchen. Will carefully slid into his trousers and slowly walked after Angel.
“You want toast or…toast,” Angel yelled not realizing Will was standing in the doorway
Will smiled as he watched Angel looking in the cupboards with a frown on his face.
“Don’t have anything interesting to put on it.” Angel opened a jar of jam he had found at the back of the cupboard and grimaced. “Except moldy jam,” he muttered to himself as he began hunting amongst the other jars, “Oh, mustard.”
“Why would you want mustard,” Will asked enjoying the look of surprise that suddenly appeared on Angel’s face when he realized his boy was standing in the doorway.
“Mustard on toast is one of my favorites,” Angel explained.
Will made a face of disgust.
“What? Don’t tell me you’ve never tried it?”
Will giggled. “No, why would anyone want to put mustard on toast?”
Angel smiled as the toast popped out of the toaster. “Don’t knock it till you try it,” he said as he grabbed the toast, popped in another two slices and began buttering the first two.
“No thanks,” Will said as he walked forward and wrapped his arms around Angel’s waist, “Think I will just stick to butter.”
“You want rectangles, squares or triangles?”
“Triangles of course,” Will said as he smiled into Angel’s back, loving the way the muscles moved under his cheek.
Angel carefully turned round and handed his boy his toast. Will regretfully untangled his arms and took the plate and began wolfing down the toast. Angel turned and started putting butter on his toast along with a thin sheen of mustard.
“You want more?”
Will nodded as his mouth was full. Angel smiled and popped another round of toast into the toaster and began to eat.
After the sixth round of toast was eaten, Angel began cleaning the kitchen.
“I’ll wash up and then sort the shower out.”
Will walked up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “You go sort the shower and I’ll wash up,” Will corrected.
Angel smiled and nodded, reaching out to ruffle his boy’s hair as he walked past and began rummaging in the cupboard behind the kitchen door, emerging a few minutes later with a triumphant grin on his face and a watering can in hand. Will smiled at Angel’s retreating back and began the washing up.
Will was lost in his own head thinking when he heard Angel curse. “You alright,” he yelled.
“I’m fine,” Angel shouted back. Will heard more cursing, which made him smile, as he put the last plate on the draining board and watched as the water emptied from the sink before giving it a quick wipe down. He then wandered slowly towards the bathroom just in time to see Angel emerging looking like a drowned rat, trousers plastered to his thighs, hair flat to his head and looking rather miffed.
Will laughed. “What happened?”
Angel gave him a duh look. “I got wet is what happened.”
Will smiled as he walked over to his sopping wet Angel. “So, you going to join me in the shower?”
Angel smiled as he wrapped his arms around his boy’s waist. “Much as I would love to, it’s not big enough for the two of us and as you can see I’ve already had one.”
Will pouted; Angel couldn’t resist and leaned in kissing the pout away with a gentle kiss. Will smiled into the kiss.
“You take a shower,” Angel said as he slowly removed his arms from his boy’s waist, “I need to get dressed.” Angel checked his watch. “And get to work,” he muttered as he walked slowly to the bedroom.
Will sighed as he watched Angel’s retreating back and slowly made his way to the bathroom. Angel quickly rummaged through his stuff trying to find something clean to wear finally pulling out a white wife beater, jeans and a black shirt.
Angel quickly pulled his wet trousers off and threw them into the wash basket and quickly pulled his clean clothes on. He sat on the bed as he did his shoes up and began to ponder whether he should call Cordy and ask her to pop round, just to make sure that his boy was alright. Angel snatched up the phone and began to dial, hung up, and then dialed again. “Hey Mum.”
Angel cringed slightly as his mother’s shrill voice yelled at him down the phone.
“I’m sorry it was my fault entirely…No…Yes Mum…”
Angel sighed and began to wonder how long his mum could yell at him without taking a breath.
“Look Mum, it was my fault. I had an emergency and I needed Cordy’s help…I would have asked you but…I love you too Mum…yes I will be round on Sunday for lunch…I promise…can we have lamb…oh go on, you know you love me…can I bring Will?...yes, Cordy’s friend…well he’s kinda my friend too…look Mum, I will explain it all on Sunday…I have to go…I’m late for work…no, don’t quiz Cordy…alright I’ll pop round tomorrow morning…yes Mum…no Mum…is Cordy there...shit I forgot…sorry I swore…no it’s nothing…I just…no Mum…Mum no…Mum I’ll be at work…no don’t please…I’m not hiding anything…Mum…please…Will is kinda living here…” Angel held the phone away from his ear just as Will walked in, chest bare wearing the same trousers and toweling dry his damp hair.
“Who’s that,” Will mouthed
“Mum,” Angel mouthed back as he held the phone back to his ear. “No, that is not a good idea…Mum, please don’t…” Angel begged. “Yes Mum…he’s right here…” he handed the phone to Will. “She wants to talk to you,” Angel said with an apologetic smile.
Will took the phone. “Why?”
Angel shrugged.
Will held the phone to his ear. “Hello Mrs O’Connor…well its kinda hard to explain…no it’s alright, no need to come round…I…no…but…okay…I’ll see you later…yes…I will…alright…bye.” Will handed the phone back to Angel with a sigh. “She’s coming round later with Cordy.”
Angel groaned. “I’m sorry.”
Will smiled. “Don’t be, come on or you’ll be late for work.”
Angel nodded. “What time are they coming?”
“Round four-thirty-ish,” Will said as he pulled a t-shirt over his head.
“Good, I should be finished with the matinee around five so I can pop back for a bit before the six o’clock show.” Angel checked his watch again. “I got to dash,” He said as he walked over to his boy and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “Sorry about Mum, I’ll see you later.”
Will nodded as Angel quickly grabbed his coat and keys and swept out of the flat.
TBC
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: A/W G/W
DISCLAIMER; They aren’t mine I just play with them
SUMMARY: AU Spangel. Buffy and Giles are married and are both in their 40’s. They have a 15 year-old son, William and live in England.
WARNING: Under age stuff, non-con, rape, daddy kink, I don’t know what else. If you're not comfortable with this, then turn around and walk away...
AN: A big thank you to Ely, the queen of commas, for her very fast betaing. I only sent it to her last night!!!!
Part 6
Angel woke with a start and quickly looked at his watch - 6:30 a.m. Looking down at his boy’s head, he smiled. Will hadn’t moved all night; if anything, he was laying even closer to Angel than when he had first gotten into bed.
“Will,” Angel said gently as he nudged his boy. “Will, wake up.”
Will opened his eyes and looked at him questioningly.
“You asked me to wake you if you fell asleep,” Angel explained.
“Well that was a bloody stupid idea,” Will mumbled groggily as he laid his head back down on Angel’s stomach.
Angel smiled and began running his hands through his boy’s hair. “You need to move,” he said after a while.
“Why,” came the groggy reply.
“Because I need to turn the telly and stuff off.” Angel replied.
Sighing Will lifted his head and Angel quickly slipped out of bed and turned everything off before quickly slipping his jeans off and climbing back into the warm bed.
“Don’t get comfy just yet, I have a favor to ask,” Will said with his eyes still closed.
“What do you want,” Angel asked.
Will’s face went red and Angel couldn’t help but smile. “I need to put some cream on…and…I was kinda hoping you would do it,” his boy said quickly without lifting his head or opening his eyes.
Angel swallowed, unable to do or say anything. Will took the silence to mean no. Slowly lifting his head, he looked at Angel. “It’s alright, I can do it myself…if you don’t want to you don’t have to…I know it’s not a pretty sight…”
Angel cut him off. “No it’s that…it’s just…” he stuttered falling over his words, “It’s just that…”
“Touching my arse turns you on,” Will blurted out ducking his head in embarrassment.
Angel stared down at his hands. “Yeah, something like that,” he whispered.
“Would it help if I told you that the thought of your hands touching me turns me on too,” Will quietly said his head still down, as he picked at a piece of fluff he was twiddling in-between his fingers, looking anywhere other than at Angel.
Angel took a deep breath, silently wishing he had kept his jeans on, “Where’s the cream?”
Will slowly lifted his head and gave Angel a smile. “Thank you, it’s on the bedside table.”
Angel looked and picked up the pot of cream and then took off the lid and smelt it. “What is this stuff,” he asked wrinkling his nose at the smell.
“Suda cream - it’s an antiseptic. People usually use it for nappy rash, but it works for me plus I can get it over the counter.”
Angel nodded as he rearranged himself so he could have easy access to his boy’s arse.
When he was set, Angel pulled back the covers and stared at Will’s arse, marveling that, even though it was covered in purple bruises, red raw skin and small welts, it still looked perfect.
“Is it looking any better,” Will asked.
Angel snapped out of his musings, pushed all the emotion out of his voice and answered rather clinically, “A bit, the larger welts are still seeping a bit but the smaller ones have scabbed over. I expect the bruising and swelling will go down in the next couple of days.” Angel put his hand into the pot and carefully began to apply the cream marveling at the fact that his large palm could practically cover his boy’s entire buttock.
Unfortunately, Angel’s cock began to respond as soon as his hand touched his boys arse. Blood rushed from his head slowly making his cock rock hard. While mentally cursing his lack of self-control and concentrating hard on not hurting his boy, he missed Will looking over his shoulder at him.
Angel nearly jumped off the bed in surprise when he felt a small hand firmly gripping his now weeping cock.
He looked at his boy, blue eyes meeting brown. “No,” he said firmly.
Will stared back at him, the look in his eyes so old, but somehow still so young and innocent at the same time. “Why?”
“Because…” Angel quietly pleaded.
“I want to,” Will whispered as he slowly began to pump his hand up and down the rock hard member.
Angel shuddered and stared at the small hand slowly gliding up and down his erection, the sight making him moan in spite of himself. “This is wrong,” he hissed in pleasure.
It was Will’s turn to be forceful, “No - it’s not. We both want it, nothing wrong with that.”
Angel stared into the piercing blue eyes and saw the conviction behind the words. He nodded and allowed the feel of his boy’s hand slowly pumping him to wash through his body.
“Touch me,” Will whispered.
“How,” Angel groaned, as erotic images of all the ways he could touch his boy filled his head.
“Don’t care, just touch me,” Will pleaded.
“Don’t want to hurt you,” Angel gasped as his boy ran his finger along his slit and then suddenly grasped Angel’s cock and gave it a hard squeeze, making Angel buck his hips as tendrils of pleasure shot through his body.
“Pain is pleasure luv,” Will said quietly never slowing his pace as he wanked Angel.
Taking a deep breath, Angel moved his hand and covered his boy’s, stilling all movement. “No,” he said forcefully.
Will looked at him, then took his hand away and stared at the bed. “Sorry, thought you wanted it,” he mumbled.
Angel lay down on his side facing his boy. “I do want it, I want it more than you could possibly imagine.”
Will looked at him, confusion all over his face, “Then why did you make me stop?”
“Because I want it too much, and with your arse staring at me…I’m not sure I would have the willpower not to fuck you,”
Will smiled cheekily. “It’s that enticing, is it?”
Angel groaned in frustration and fell onto his back throwing his arm over his eyes “You have no idea what you do to me.”
Will smiled as he got up on all fours, crawled over to Angel and laid on top of him, making sure to rub their engorged cocks together.
Angel looked at him from under his arm. “I thought I said no?”
Will tilted his head. “Are you sure you want to say no,” he asked as he bucked his hips making them both moan at the friction it caused.
Angel stared up at the piecing blue eyes and watched in anticipation as they slowly moved closer and closer, until his boy’s lips finally met his in a nervous kiss. Angel groaned at the tenderness of the kiss as his hands slowly worked their way down Will’s back, coming to rest in the small of his back, pulling his boy as close as he could so their cocks rubbed against each other's sensitive skin. Will threw back his head and gasped at the extra friction as their pelvises rubbed together.
Angel lay there marveling at the sight of his boy above him even as he wished he was the one on top pinning his boy down and making him gasp in pleasure. Angel sighed and Will cocked his head and looked at him.
“What,” he whispered quietly
Angel smiled and went to pull his boy in for a kiss, but Will pulled away asking again, “What’s wrong?”
Angel’s hand flopped back onto the bed .“It’s nothing,” he muttered.
Will just looked at him. “Talk to me, please.”
“I want you under me, where you can’t get away no matter how hard you try, I want you under me so I can give you pleasure and you can’t pull away, I want to be in…I want a lot of things,” Angel said quietly, closing his eyes, which allowed a single tear to escape the corner of his eye.
Will looked at the man beneath him. Reaching out he slowly wiped the tear away with his thumb as he cupped Angel’s face. “I want to be under you, I want to be held so I can’t pull away,” he said softly as he slowly began to rock his hips, “I want to be at your mercy, I want you to be inside me, stretching me, filling me, making me whole…”
Angel didn’t let his boy finish as he kissed him with a fever that had slowly been burning inside him. Will began thrusting his hips faster seeking more and more friction.
Angel regretfully pulled away from the kiss to breathlessly blurt out, “Lay on your side.”
Will carefully lay on his side as Angel turned to face him. Angel moved in close, pulling the hard body of his boy against him. Will ground his hips against Angel wanting more. Angel’s hand left his boy’s hip and grasped his hard cock, pumping it with a rhythm matching his thrusts.
“I want to hear you gasp out my name as I take you over the edge into oblivion,” Angel hissed out as Will’s hand suddenly grasped his hard leaking cock and began to match his own strokes.
Angel captured his boy’s mouth again, violently plundering it with his tongue, as he felt his orgasm begin to rise.
“Want you to be inside me,” Will groaned into the kiss.
Angel’s breath caught. “Want to be inside you.”
“Soon?”
Angel nodded. “Soon,” he whispered as his lips descended once more to plunder his boy’s mouth. Angel felt Will begin to shudder next to him as his climax began. Angel quickened his pace and watched as his boy threw back his head and screamed Angel’s name as he came. That was all it took, hearing his name on his boy’s lips was all that was needed to send Angel over the edge with a deep growl.
Will collapsed beside Angel and uncaring of the stickiness between them, snuggled in close burying his head in Angel’s chest. Angel wrapped his arms around his boy and pulled him in close, kissing the top of his head.
***
Sometime later, Will woke. Feeling possessive arms surrounding him he lifted his head to see his captor and smiled as he looked into the face of his Angel. Sighing, Will laid his head back down on the man’s chest with a sigh. At some point in the night, Angel must have rolled onto his back and pulled Will with him. Will smiled at the thought of Angel holding on to him that tight throughout the night and lifted his head to stare at his…what were they, lovers? Was Angel his boyfriend?
Will sighed at all the unanswered questions he had floating in his head and stared at the handsome face below him, watching as Angel’s eyelids slowly began to flutter and open.
“Morning.”
Angel smiled sleepily. “Morning little one,” he said hoarsely
Will felt a shiver run through him at the small endearment.
“What time is it,” Angel asked.
“Almost noon.”
Sighing, Angel closed his eyes again. “I have to go to work soon,” he muttered.
Will pouted. “What time?”
“One thirty, need to be in for the matinee.”
“What time will you be back?”
“A little after eleven tonight, but you can come with me if you want,” Angel said hopefully.
Will smiled. “Thanks for the offer, but I don’t think standing around or trying to sit in that chair all day would be a good idea.”
Angel smiled sadly and opened his eyes. “I know, I just don’t like the idea of you being here on your own.”
Will smiled back.
“I could phone Cordy and have her come round and…”
“Angel luv stop,” Will interrupted him, “Much as I love your sister, I could use some space, you know, sort my head out and think for a bit.”
Angel nodded and closed his eyes again as involuntary thoughts suddenly flew through his head - what if his boy decided he didn’t like him, what if he decided that he was better off at home, what if he wasn’t here when he got home from work.
“Oi stop it,” Will said, nudging Angel’s body for emphasis, “I promise I will still be here when you get home.”
Angel opened his eyes and smiled. “Am I that obvious?”
“No, but if I was you, it would be what I would think,” Will said quietly. “I just need to get my head round a few things, a hell of a lot has happened the last few days, and I just need…I just need a bit of time to get them in order.”
Angel nodded and decided to change the subject. “So, you want some breakfast?”
Will smiled. “Definitely, I’m starving.”
Angel smiled as he leaned up and kissed his boy’s lips lightly. “Right then, breakfast it is.”
Will slowly began to peel himself off Angel, grimacing at the now dry crusty cum that had stuck them together. “Yeah, followed by a bath,” he said with a sigh at both the thought of having to climb into the bath again and the cum.
Angel slowly began to climb off the bed with a thoughtful expression. “If you want I can rig you up a shower?”
Will stopped climbing off the bed and looked at him in confusion.
“A while back, the hot water tank broke and it took the landlord forever to fix it, so I bought a watering can to use as a shower,” Angel explained, but at Will’s continued look of confusion he continued, “It’s a lot easier to heat a watering can with hot water from the kettle than it is to half fill the bath.”
Will smiled. “That would be great, much as I would love to lay and soak in the bath, just the thought of having to climb in and out makes me shudder.”
Angel smiled as he grabbed his trousers and pulled them on saying, “It doesn’t last long, but it’s better than nothing.”
Will sighed he was finally standing and began looking for his comfy trousers he had worn last night. Spotting them on the floor, he sighed again as he walked over, but before he could begin the task of bending over and picking them up, Angel was bending down and passing them to him.
“Thanks,” Will said quietly.
Angel nodded. “You know you only have to ask”
Will looked down at the item of clothing held in his hand.
“Anything you want, just ask and if it’s within my power to give, I will,” Angel said.
“Thanks,” Will said as a lone tear escaped down his face.
Angel leaned in cupping is boy’s face and swiping away the tear with his thumb. “What’s wrong?”
Will shrugged. “Guess I’m so used to doing everything for myself, it’s kinda hard…you know?”
Angel smiled sadly; his boy could be so cute at times. “Come on, get dressed and I’ll make breakfast,” Angel said as he left his boy to dress and went towards the kitchen. Will carefully slid into his trousers and slowly walked after Angel.
“You want toast or…toast,” Angel yelled not realizing Will was standing in the doorway
Will smiled as he watched Angel looking in the cupboards with a frown on his face.
“Don’t have anything interesting to put on it.” Angel opened a jar of jam he had found at the back of the cupboard and grimaced. “Except moldy jam,” he muttered to himself as he began hunting amongst the other jars, “Oh, mustard.”
“Why would you want mustard,” Will asked enjoying the look of surprise that suddenly appeared on Angel’s face when he realized his boy was standing in the doorway.
“Mustard on toast is one of my favorites,” Angel explained.
Will made a face of disgust.
“What? Don’t tell me you’ve never tried it?”
Will giggled. “No, why would anyone want to put mustard on toast?”
Angel smiled as the toast popped out of the toaster. “Don’t knock it till you try it,” he said as he grabbed the toast, popped in another two slices and began buttering the first two.
“No thanks,” Will said as he walked forward and wrapped his arms around Angel’s waist, “Think I will just stick to butter.”
“You want rectangles, squares or triangles?”
“Triangles of course,” Will said as he smiled into Angel’s back, loving the way the muscles moved under his cheek.
Angel carefully turned round and handed his boy his toast. Will regretfully untangled his arms and took the plate and began wolfing down the toast. Angel turned and started putting butter on his toast along with a thin sheen of mustard.
“You want more?”
Will nodded as his mouth was full. Angel smiled and popped another round of toast into the toaster and began to eat.
After the sixth round of toast was eaten, Angel began cleaning the kitchen.
“I’ll wash up and then sort the shower out.”
Will walked up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “You go sort the shower and I’ll wash up,” Will corrected.
Angel smiled and nodded, reaching out to ruffle his boy’s hair as he walked past and began rummaging in the cupboard behind the kitchen door, emerging a few minutes later with a triumphant grin on his face and a watering can in hand. Will smiled at Angel’s retreating back and began the washing up.
Will was lost in his own head thinking when he heard Angel curse. “You alright,” he yelled.
“I’m fine,” Angel shouted back. Will heard more cursing, which made him smile, as he put the last plate on the draining board and watched as the water emptied from the sink before giving it a quick wipe down. He then wandered slowly towards the bathroom just in time to see Angel emerging looking like a drowned rat, trousers plastered to his thighs, hair flat to his head and looking rather miffed.
Will laughed. “What happened?”
Angel gave him a duh look. “I got wet is what happened.”
Will smiled as he walked over to his sopping wet Angel. “So, you going to join me in the shower?”
Angel smiled as he wrapped his arms around his boy’s waist. “Much as I would love to, it’s not big enough for the two of us and as you can see I’ve already had one.”
Will pouted; Angel couldn’t resist and leaned in kissing the pout away with a gentle kiss. Will smiled into the kiss.
“You take a shower,” Angel said as he slowly removed his arms from his boy’s waist, “I need to get dressed.” Angel checked his watch. “And get to work,” he muttered as he walked slowly to the bedroom.
Will sighed as he watched Angel’s retreating back and slowly made his way to the bathroom. Angel quickly rummaged through his stuff trying to find something clean to wear finally pulling out a white wife beater, jeans and a black shirt.
Angel quickly pulled his wet trousers off and threw them into the wash basket and quickly pulled his clean clothes on. He sat on the bed as he did his shoes up and began to ponder whether he should call Cordy and ask her to pop round, just to make sure that his boy was alright. Angel snatched up the phone and began to dial, hung up, and then dialed again. “Hey Mum.”
Angel cringed slightly as his mother’s shrill voice yelled at him down the phone.
“I’m sorry it was my fault entirely…No…Yes Mum…”
Angel sighed and began to wonder how long his mum could yell at him without taking a breath.
“Look Mum, it was my fault. I had an emergency and I needed Cordy’s help…I would have asked you but…I love you too Mum…yes I will be round on Sunday for lunch…I promise…can we have lamb…oh go on, you know you love me…can I bring Will?...yes, Cordy’s friend…well he’s kinda my friend too…look Mum, I will explain it all on Sunday…I have to go…I’m late for work…no, don’t quiz Cordy…alright I’ll pop round tomorrow morning…yes Mum…no Mum…is Cordy there...shit I forgot…sorry I swore…no it’s nothing…I just…no Mum…Mum no…Mum I’ll be at work…no don’t please…I’m not hiding anything…Mum…please…Will is kinda living here…” Angel held the phone away from his ear just as Will walked in, chest bare wearing the same trousers and toweling dry his damp hair.
“Who’s that,” Will mouthed
“Mum,” Angel mouthed back as he held the phone back to his ear. “No, that is not a good idea…Mum, please don’t…” Angel begged. “Yes Mum…he’s right here…” he handed the phone to Will. “She wants to talk to you,” Angel said with an apologetic smile.
Will took the phone. “Why?”
Angel shrugged.
Will held the phone to his ear. “Hello Mrs O’Connor…well its kinda hard to explain…no it’s alright, no need to come round…I…no…but…okay…I’ll see you later…yes…I will…alright…bye.” Will handed the phone back to Angel with a sigh. “She’s coming round later with Cordy.”
Angel groaned. “I’m sorry.”
Will smiled. “Don’t be, come on or you’ll be late for work.”
Angel nodded. “What time are they coming?”
“Round four-thirty-ish,” Will said as he pulled a t-shirt over his head.
“Good, I should be finished with the matinee around five so I can pop back for a bit before the six o’clock show.” Angel checked his watch again. “I got to dash,” He said as he walked over to his boy and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “Sorry about Mum, I’ll see you later.”
Will nodded as Angel quickly grabbed his coat and keys and swept out of the flat.
TBC