Date: October 8, 2011 Characters: Caleb Young, Will Butler Location: Cal's house Status: Private Summary: Caleb has Will over for lunch and puts him to work. Completion: Incomplete
"My face shouldn't be pretty, it's put together weird. But I don't get complaints, so something good must be happening up here." He winked, then leered. "You're the one with the deep blue eyes and long lashes, darlin'. And I don't know about your ass yet, but your arms feel just as good as they look." He reached out and ran a hand down from Will's shoulder to his wrist. He always had fun flirting with Will. He gave as good as he got. If anything they were too similar.
"You're a long way from that trailer now, Butler." Caleb smiled, because he knew Will'd worked hard to get where he was. He liked that about him. "And I've been doing it piecemeal, you know? All my contractor money went into Muse. But it's been good. Been learning a lot, I buy do-it-yourself books to learn how to tile and all." He smiled and nodded to the stack of them over on a side table. "And my hands are already rough enough from my guitar."
Caleb lifted a brow. "Ogle all you want. I'm told I don't look bad kneeling on the floor," he drawled. "But I did get lunch. Wouldn't make you work-slash-ogle for free."
"I don't see anything weird about it, you know? And, yeah, I know I'm pretty, but not in a masculine way. Well, maybe more now as I get older and lines are in my face, but I was way too girly when I was younger." Will reached out to catch Caleb's hand before he could let go of his wrist. "Anytime you want to find out about my ass, you just ask, baby."
Will snorted. "Definitely a long way, though my parents still won't let me buy them a new house. Dad insisted on another trailer, but I at least convinced them to upgrade to a double wide." He shook his head. "My parents are damn stubborn. That's where I get it from." He moved his fingers over the palm of Caleb's hand. "Mmmm. Nice and rough. I like a man who isn't afraid of some hard work or learning new things. Even if it's just how to tile."
He let go of Caleb's hand and grinned. "I bet you look great on your knees." Will licked his lips and ran his fingers through his hair. "Lunch, huh? I guess that means less ogling and more hard work. Just want me on my knees, don't you?"
"I remember how pretty you used to be," Caleb said, lifting a brow. "Gotta say I like you better filled out, but then, I've filled out too." He'd gone from lanky to tall and broad sometime in the last decade, not that he could really pinpoint it. "Can't say I notice any lines either. But I like those too. I can tell you know how to laugh."
"Stubborn, plus I guess that's where you got the self-starter thing, from them," Caleb commented, and thought about his own father as he hadn't in a really long time. All he knew, because he'd checked, was that he hadn't managed to drink himself to death yet. Caleb smiled, liking the way their hands fit. He spread out his palm then covered Will's hand with his other one, playing his fingers over the knuckles. "Yeah, well you need anything done on your fortress, I'm your man."
He chuckled, distracted a moment by Will licking his lips. "Oh, I do. As for you getting on your knees, that part can be arranged." He met Will's eyes, because he kind of meant that. "Got the subs in the kitchen. Wouldn't make you work before I pay you."
Will looked at Caleb and smiled, ducking his head as he laughed softly. "Don't know that many men have ever said they prefer me like I am now compared to the pretty little twink I used to be," he admitted, rolling his eyes at himself. Looking back at Caleb, he tried to get back to smooth and flirty. "Lines are there, but I don't really care. I'm not making movies anymore."
"My parents are awesome. I mean, I'm biased because they've always supported me, even when they found out I was having sex on camera, and I know that makes me lucky. My brother and sister were a little more weird about it, but they got over it." Will grinned. "My parents could actually afford a pretty decent place by now, even without me wanting to buy them a house, but they say the trailer parks been good for them and they don't need something too fancy. They think I'm a selfish ass for buying such a huge place here, and weren't afraid to tell me that. I think you might like them."
And, okay, yeah. Maybe he needed to step back from this because the thought of introducing Caleb to his parents? That was definitely not second date slash whatever this was kind of thoughts. "My man, huh?" He arched a brow and smiled. "I'll be sure to let you know if I have any tile that needs laid. Or anything else that does."
"Paying me before I work might just make me lazy and more inclined to ogle than sweat." Will shook his head. "And any time you want me on my knees, you just say the word. Ball's been in your court for weeks now, babe."
"Well, you're still pretty," he pointed out, "but the twink thing, that's just an image, as far as I can tell. Something you can cash in on before you grow into your bones like everyone else. I figure you're just more real now."
The way Will talked about his parents made him smile. "You are lucky. My daddy thought my joining the drama club was fruity enough," he said lightly, "but it sounds like they ground you, your family. That's nice. Nice how your face lights up talking' about 'em, too." He grinned. "Bet I would, at that."
"You can be lazy and watch if you want, you know. Either way. Like having you around," he said, moving to the kitchen to pick up the bags. He stopped when Will said the ball was in his court. He knew that it was, but he was weirdly afraid of moving too fast or something. He turned to Will, the bags hanging from one hand, and lifted his free hand to run back through Will's curls. Then dragged his thumb over Will's bottom lip. "What would you do if I tossed that ball back to you?"
"Your daddy sounds like an asshole," Will said bluntly. "I'm glad you didn't listen to him. I have a feeling that there isn't very much that you're not good at, Caleb Young." And he meant that. He might have a lot of things he juggled, but he didn't think he'd take the risk at creating a place like Muse.
Will followed Caleb into the kitchen, glad to see that the subs weren't from Subway. He really didn't like that place too much. Looking up, he stared at Caleb as he touched his hair then his mouth. He flicked his tongue out to lick at Caleb's fingers. "What would I do?"
He reached out to grip the back of Caleb's head and leaned in to kiss him. He used his lips and tongue to tease and entice before he moved closer and stopped playing, turning the kiss into something that he hoped let Caleb know how much he wanted him. When he pulled back, he let go and licked his lips, taking a moment to catch his breath. "Ball's back to you, babe."
"Oh, he was." Caleb laughed. "But nah, I never listened. Hid my porn and went to drama club and came home after he was passed out mostly. Hung out with my grandaddy more. He was all right." Caleb shook his head. "You're good for my ego, Butler, I'll give ya that."
Caleb had expected the kiss, even had a decent idea how it'd feel based on their first one, but there was an intensity he hadn't expected. He leaned in, cupping Will's jaw and holding on as he took it deeper, pressing him back against the counter. The first kiss had just been a taste, really, and he liked how Will tasted, a lot. Enough to go ahead and make things all confusing for himself. He dipped his head and scraped his teeth against Will's jaw before moving back up to nip at his bottom lip again. "Figured you'd be good at that," he said, his thumb brushing Will's cheek.
Will wasn't sure if he should have acted on instinct or not, but he hadn't been able to resist rising to the challenge. Besides, if he was going to be put into a Friends Only category, he wanted to have another kiss first. When Caleb pushed him against the counter and kissed him again, Will groaned and parted his lips, letting the kiss deepen as he moved his hand behind Caleb and stroked his back down to grip his tight ass.
When they pulled apart, Will closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Caleb nibbling along his jaw. "There's a lot of stuff I'm good at," he murmured, pulling Caleb closer as he tightened his grip on his ass. "I like the way you taste, Caleb." He shifted slightly and kissed him again, teasing with his tongue even as he deepened the kiss. So good.
"I'm aware." Will's hands felt good on him, and he moved in closer, bringing their bodies flush with each other and groaning low in his throat. "Gotta say this is better than watching, though." He let his hand slip down Will's neck to his shoulder, then down and around to his back, spreading his hand over the plane of muscle and feeling a familiar thrum in his blood.
"That goes both ways." He let his fingers dig in more tightly against Will's cloth-covered back and stroked his tongue against his. Yeah, he tasted plenty good. He pulled back and nipped at Will's chin, his body still pressed close. It'd been longer than he cared to think about since he'd had a kiss like that.
"It's a little more interactive, if nothing else," Will said. "Of course, you've got Will Butler right now, not Liam Cox." He was pretty sure Caleb wanted to be kissing him, not who he played on film, but there was always a little doubt when it came to this. Especially knowing about Caleb's jerking off to his earlier movies. But, yeah, Will knew this wasn't about bagging a porn star. Caleb wasn't the type, and he could usually tell that type a mile away anyway.
Will grinned and licked out at the tip of Caleb's nose. "If you're paying me like this, I think I can schedule working on your house into my schedule for the next however long you want me."
"Think it's safe to say I prefer Will," Caleb said, pulling back to look at Will directly. The porn thing had been funny at first, but the more he got to know Will the less he thought about it, and he still hadn't really watched the movies Will had sent him that were sitting in the bottom of his closet.
"This is pretty cheap payment, all things considered." Caleb laughed when Will licked the tip of his nose, then slid his hand down Will's arm again. "Not that I'm not planning to take advantage of your offer. C'mon. Let's go upstairs."
"You're a long way from that trailer now, Butler." Caleb smiled, because he knew Will'd worked hard to get where he was. He liked that about him. "And I've been doing it piecemeal, you know? All my contractor money went into Muse. But it's been good. Been learning a lot, I buy do-it-yourself books to learn how to tile and all." He smiled and nodded to the stack of them over on a side table. "And my hands are already rough enough from my guitar."
Caleb lifted a brow. "Ogle all you want. I'm told I don't look bad kneeling on the floor," he drawled. "But I did get lunch. Wouldn't make you work-slash-ogle for free."
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Will snorted. "Definitely a long way, though my parents still won't let me buy them a new house. Dad insisted on another trailer, but I at least convinced them to upgrade to a double wide." He shook his head. "My parents are damn stubborn. That's where I get it from." He moved his fingers over the palm of Caleb's hand. "Mmmm. Nice and rough. I like a man who isn't afraid of some hard work or learning new things. Even if it's just how to tile."
He let go of Caleb's hand and grinned. "I bet you look great on your knees." Will licked his lips and ran his fingers through his hair. "Lunch, huh? I guess that means less ogling and more hard work. Just want me on my knees, don't you?"
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"Stubborn, plus I guess that's where you got the self-starter thing, from them," Caleb commented, and thought about his own father as he hadn't in a really long time. All he knew, because he'd checked, was that he hadn't managed to drink himself to death yet. Caleb smiled, liking the way their hands fit. He spread out his palm then covered Will's hand with his other one, playing his fingers over the knuckles. "Yeah, well you need anything done on your fortress, I'm your man."
He chuckled, distracted a moment by Will licking his lips. "Oh, I do. As for you getting on your knees, that part can be arranged." He met Will's eyes, because he kind of meant that. "Got the subs in the kitchen. Wouldn't make you work before I pay you."
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"My parents are awesome. I mean, I'm biased because they've always supported me, even when they found out I was having sex on camera, and I know that makes me lucky. My brother and sister were a little more weird about it, but they got over it." Will grinned. "My parents could actually afford a pretty decent place by now, even without me wanting to buy them a house, but they say the trailer parks been good for them and they don't need something too fancy. They think I'm a selfish ass for buying such a huge place here, and weren't afraid to tell me that. I think you might like them."
And, okay, yeah. Maybe he needed to step back from this because the thought of introducing Caleb to his parents? That was definitely not second date slash whatever this was kind of thoughts. "My man, huh?" He arched a brow and smiled. "I'll be sure to let you know if I have any tile that needs laid. Or anything else that does."
"Paying me before I work might just make me lazy and more inclined to ogle than sweat." Will shook his head. "And any time you want me on my knees, you just say the word. Ball's been in your court for weeks now, babe."
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The way Will talked about his parents made him smile. "You are lucky. My daddy thought my joining the drama club was fruity enough," he said lightly, "but it sounds like they ground you, your family. That's nice. Nice how your face lights up talking' about 'em, too." He grinned. "Bet I would, at that."
"You can be lazy and watch if you want, you know. Either way. Like having you around," he said, moving to the kitchen to pick up the bags. He stopped when Will said the ball was in his court. He knew that it was, but he was weirdly afraid of moving too fast or something. He turned to Will, the bags hanging from one hand, and lifted his free hand to run back through Will's curls. Then dragged his thumb over Will's bottom lip. "What would you do if I tossed that ball back to you?"
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Will followed Caleb into the kitchen, glad to see that the subs weren't from Subway. He really didn't like that place too much. Looking up, he stared at Caleb as he touched his hair then his mouth. He flicked his tongue out to lick at Caleb's fingers. "What would I do?"
He reached out to grip the back of Caleb's head and leaned in to kiss him. He used his lips and tongue to tease and entice before he moved closer and stopped playing, turning the kiss into something that he hoped let Caleb know how much he wanted him. When he pulled back, he let go and licked his lips, taking a moment to catch his breath. "Ball's back to you, babe."
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Caleb had expected the kiss, even had a decent idea how it'd feel based on their first one, but there was an intensity he hadn't expected. He leaned in, cupping Will's jaw and holding on as he took it deeper, pressing him back against the counter. The first kiss had just been a taste, really, and he liked how Will tasted, a lot. Enough to go ahead and make things all confusing for himself. He dipped his head and scraped his teeth against Will's jaw before moving back up to nip at his bottom lip again. "Figured you'd be good at that," he said, his thumb brushing Will's cheek.
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When they pulled apart, Will closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Caleb nibbling along his jaw. "There's a lot of stuff I'm good at," he murmured, pulling Caleb closer as he tightened his grip on his ass. "I like the way you taste, Caleb." He shifted slightly and kissed him again, teasing with his tongue even as he deepened the kiss. So good.
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"That goes both ways." He let his fingers dig in more tightly against Will's cloth-covered back and stroked his tongue against his. Yeah, he tasted plenty good. He pulled back and nipped at Will's chin, his body still pressed close. It'd been longer than he cared to think about since he'd had a kiss like that.
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Will grinned and licked out at the tip of Caleb's nose. "If you're paying me like this, I think I can schedule working on your house into my schedule for the next however long you want me."
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"This is pretty cheap payment, all things considered." Caleb laughed when Will licked the tip of his nose, then slid his hand down Will's arm again. "Not that I'm not planning to take advantage of your offer. C'mon. Let's go upstairs."
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