Part 2
“Wil..”
“Quiet I’m busy.”
Wil’s mouth moved across Paul’s chest, gently sucking and biting on his nipples in the process and causing Paul to moan and slide his hand through Wil’s hair. Wil smiled to himself and continued his explorations, trailing kisses down Paul’s stomach and moving down his thighs, deliberately avoiding where Paul wanted to feel his mouth most.
“Wil please!”
Wil propped himself up on his elbows and looked up at Paul. He was staring at Wil, his dark eyes clearly showing his desire and need. In an instant Wil had his hand wrapped around Paul’s hardness, the movements of his hand becoming harder and faster with each stroke.
Paul let his head fall back against the pillows as his hips bucked off the bed, urging Wil on, virtually begging him for release. And Wil was more than happy to oblige, his hand continuing it’s ministrations as his mouth soon joined in, his tongue swirling over the head of Paul’s c--- eliciting more groans of pleasure from Paul.
“Wil .. I’m gonna ..”
Paul was unable to finish that sentence as the force of his climax overwhelmed his entire body. Wil continued stroking and sucking and eagerly taking all that Paul had to offer him. It was only when Paul finally relaxed back against the sheets, still breathing heavily, that Wil released him from his mouth.
Wil slid back up Paul’s body, placing soft kisses as he went, once again sucking lightly on Paul’s nipples before resting beside him on the bed. Paul turned his head and smiled up at Wil, sliding a hand around the back of his neck and drawing his lips down for a kiss. Wil eagerly responded, slipping his tongue into Paul’s mouth and deepening the kiss. They eventually pulled away from each other when they needed to take a breath.
They lay back on the bed together, Wil once again resting his head on Paul’s chest. Paul sighed and leant down to lightly kiss Wil’s forehead.
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For everything. Just for being you. And for loving me as much as I love you.”
Wil felt like his heart was going to beat right out of his chest. Just when he didn’t think it was possible to love this man anymore, Paul did something or said something that made Wil love him more than ever.
“I love you too Paul.”
Both men sighed contentedly and Wil pulled the sheets up over their lower bodies as the sunlight shone in on them through the window. He relaxed back into Paul’s embrace and it wasn’t long before they drifted back off to sleep together.
**
When Wil woke up he immediately realised that he was now alone. He sat up, blinking away the sleepiness from his eyes and looking around the room.
“Paul?”
Receiving no response, Wil slipped out from beneath the sheets and pulled on a pair of shorts. He walked out of the bedroom and into the lounge room, with still no sign of Paul.
“Paul?”
“In the kitchen!”
Hearing Paul call back, Wil quickly headed into the kitchen, finding Paul sitting at the table with the newspaper and a hot cup of tea in front of him. Wil walked over and kissed him lightly on the lips.
“Morning.”
Paul smiled.
“Afternoon actually.”
Wil smiled and went to the fridge, grabbing out the orange juice and pouring himself a glass. He leant back against the bench, letting his gaze fall back on his lover. Wil always found him gorgeous, but there were times like this where he just couldn’t help but stare.
Like Wil, he had just pulled on a pair of shorts and wasn’t wearing a shirt. He had on his black glasses and his hair was scruffy and sticking out all over the place. He looked absolutely adorable. At that moment he looked up and found Wil staring at him.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
Paul was about to question Wil further when they were interrupted by the sound of a phone ringing.
“Shit that’s my mobile.”
Paul headed into the lounge room and Wil followed him. Paul grabbed his jacket from the back of the chair and quickly answered his phone, both he and Wil curious to know who was on the other end of the line.
part 3