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The Dark Is Rising
Stephen/Will
Chan, incest, slash
"Ohhh, S-steve, harder, please."
Will moaned shamelessly, arching his back, and Stephen pushed up as hard as he could despite the tricky angle. He dug his fingers into Will's hips, leaving fingerprint shaped bruises, but Will didn't complain. Instead, he stroked his own cock just a little faster, twisting his wrist, and leaned closer, kissing Stephen messily.
"G-god, ahh, please."
Stephen eagerly returned the kiss and wrapped a hand around Will's, stroking him quickly, a little roughly where he had calluses. He kissed Will again and watched him carefully, watched him come undone and wrapped an arm around him as Will slumped against his chest. Stephen didn't take much longer after that, pushing up into Will a few more times and coming with a low groan, trying his best not to slip out of his seat and onto the floor.
It took them a minute to catch their breath and pull apart to clean up a little, but in the end, Stephen was still sitting and Will was curled up on his lap, Stephen's fingers slowly making their way through his hair over and over again.
"Happy birthday, Will"
Will grinned and burrowed a little closer at that, kissing softly at Stephen's neck.
"Finally fifteen, hm?"
"Yeah."
"You tired?"
"A little."
"Take a nap, then. No one'll be home for a while."
Stephen/Will
Chan, incest, slash
"Ohhh, S-steve, harder, please."
Will moaned shamelessly, arching his back, and Stephen pushed up as hard as he could despite the tricky angle. He dug his fingers into Will's hips, leaving fingerprint shaped bruises, but Will didn't complain. Instead, he stroked his own cock just a little faster, twisting his wrist, and leaned closer, kissing Stephen messily.
"G-god, ahh, please."
Stephen eagerly returned the kiss and wrapped a hand around Will's, stroking him quickly, a little roughly where he had calluses. He kissed Will again and watched him carefully, watched him come undone and wrapped an arm around him as Will slumped against his chest. Stephen didn't take much longer after that, pushing up into Will a few more times and coming with a low groan, trying his best not to slip out of his seat and onto the floor.
It took them a minute to catch their breath and pull apart to clean up a little, but in the end, Stephen was still sitting and Will was curled up on his lap, Stephen's fingers slowly making their way through his hair over and over again.
"Happy birthday, Will"
Will grinned and burrowed a little closer at that, kissing softly at Stephen's neck.
"Finally fifteen, hm?"
"Yeah."
"You tired?"
"A little."
"Take a nap, then. No one'll be home for a while."