Author: Inca
Feedback: Because otherwise? I get lost in corridors- [email protected]
Rating NC17
AU Liam/William
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me, I just like to play with them
Spoilers: AU
Summary: Risen from the ashes, as an Angel
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He watched the underside of his bed sleepily, counting the springs. It was morning, the sunlight was in a bar across the floor, and he was waiting for his meds.
He absently poked at the mattress through the small squares of metal, wishing Will would come see him.
He hadn�t seen him yesterday, and only briefly the day before.
He meowed pitifully.
He wanted to play. That always made him feel better. He pouted at the springs.
His door closed and he looked out smiling. �Will.� He purred.
He slid his shoulders along the gritted floor so his head poked out. The smiled fell from his face and turned into an anxious frown.
�Hello.� Steve said, holding up his cup of meds.
He looked at the cup, then at Steve, then grabbed the springs beneath the bed and pulled himself back under the protection. He stared at the springs.
Steve was starting to frighten him.
�Come on.� Steve laughed. �Come out.�
He knelt next to the bed and Angel could feel his eyes, but he stared at the bed resolutely, twining his hands into the metal webbing.
Steve�s hand brushed against his face and he flinched away. Steve laughed and ran his fingers gently across his thigh instead.
�Why do you sleep under the bed?� He asked, still laughing.
Angel didn�t answer, just stared at his fingers going a bit red in the metal and waited for Steve to go.
�Scared of monsters?� He laughed again, and it needled.
�Don�t you like me?� Steve asked, his fingers running up to the waist of Angel�s sweatpants. �I like you.�
Angel jerked his hips up as violently as he could, aiming to dislodge the spider hand. Steve�s fingers got trapped between Angel�s hipbone and the metal bed frame and he fell back onto his butt with a hiss, holding his hand up to his chest.
�Im sorry Im sorry Im sorry Im sorry�
Steve stood up and kicked the bed violently, making it rattle above him, as he tried to get closer to the wall.
�Take your meds.� Steve�s voice snapped.
He left but Angel stayed under the bed, panting a little, his fingers still clasping onto the metal web.
**~~**
He saw Liam walking through the hallways the next day and caught his elbow making him turn.
�Just for a second Benning?� He asked the group�s leader.
They were heavy on group work this month. He had no idea why, must�ve missed that memo. The man nodded and Will steered Liam into a spare room as the entourage went on ahead.
�Daddy.� He said happily.
�Yep, Pet. How are you today? Im sorry I missed our session the other day. Really sick.�
He nodded. �Are we still having one today?�
�Yep, this evening.�
Liam pouted. �Too long.�
�I know, but group�s going all day.�
He pouted again, exaggerating it almost comically.
�I know baby, but I�ll talk to you then. We have two hours this evening to make up for the time I missed.�
�Ooooh.� He murmured coyly, stepping close and running his index finger down Will�s shirt to his belt buckle.
Will smirked and led them back out into the hall, letting his hand ghost over Liam�s butt. Liam smiled naughtily.
They started walking to the hall and fell silent. Liam kept looking at him, and Will knew he wanted to ask him something.
�What�s new baby?�
�Not much. Doyle�s parole is up.� Liam said, too casually.
Ah.
Will slowed his pace. �You�re upset.�
He smiled, embarrassed. �A little, maybe. But I�m happy too.�
�I know you would be.�
The walked a little in silence.
�When?�
�Next month.�
�Is he going to be here for your birthday?� Will asked, a little concerned. Liam would be devastated if he left right before his birthday, he knew it.
Liam turned to him beaming. �You know my birthday.� He purred.
Will laughed. �I know everything about you.�
Liam shook his head playfully. �Not everything. Not all the stars and every colour of me.�
�Well � most of you.�
Liam nodded. �When�s yours?�
�My birthday? June.� He paused. He�d had a realisation that morning, but he felt strangely shy about bringing it up. He�d known it was coming for a while but �
He swallowed. �Do you know what the day after tomorrow is?�
He frowned. �That movie?�
Will thought about his wording and smiled. �Um, yes. But it�s also our one year.�
Liam whipped towards him. �Our anniversary!� He laughed and jumped a little as they were walking. �Are we seeing each other?�
Will turned and wanted to kiss him, but they were in the hallways and � they couldn�t. �Yes we are. Two hour session, yeah? I�m taking the next one off.�
Liam pouted.
�So we could see each other on our anniversary� He clarified quickly, hoping Liam wouldn�t get too upset.
��rather have �� he trailed off, but he was smiling goo-ily.
�So would I pet.� He said, understanding.
They were at the hall.
�I will see you this evening.�
Liam nodded and slipped into the noisy hall, smiling, and with many looks back over his shoulder.
**
He collected Liam that evening and walked him to his office, opening the door and letting him inside. Liam wandered in humming and turned around shyly, waiting for Will�s voice. He smiled, amused, when he saw Will watching him.
�Beautiful.� Will murmured, watching the sharp lines of his face in the dimming afternoon light.
His gaze flicked to the carpet, still smiling though. He opened his mouth to say something but thought better of it.
Will had been waiting all day to see him, his bones were shifting and itchy for Liam, like an addict biting and clawing for a fix. He was one step away from obsession, but he didn�t want to change, no matter how damaging the books said his behaviour was.
He remembered their encounter before last. He�d forgotten to ask about it this morning because he�d been antsy about their anniversary. He wasn�t upset Liam didn�t remember. He didn�t really expect him to � he didn�t really know what day it was now. He didn�t know what month it was. But � it didn�t matter.
�What was wrong Pet?�
He looked up. �When?�
�When I saw � in the hall. I had to go see Kate?�
�Oh�� He smiled. �I don�t want to talk about that right now.� He looked shy.
�What do you want to talk about then?� Will said, his voice low and teasing as he came up to him.
Liam watched him mesmerised. �Fun� nice things.� He smiled again, and a blush started rising high on his cheeks.
�I can do nice.� Will said gravelly, mesmerised by the man in front of him. He was so fucking horny for him and the shyness and the blushing wasn�t helping.
Will�s fingers played up his thighs. He laughed and watched Will�s face, raising an eyebrow, and sweeping his own fingertips over Will�s.
�You�re horny.� He teased.
�I am, Pet.� He said roughly.
�Good.� He leant in and gave him a chaste peck on the lips, then drew back and licked his lips, watching Will�s reaction closely.
Will smiled. He seemed to be having a good day. Well a good evening, at least. �You all clear right now?�
�Mostly.�
�You haven�t been clear since you woke up.� He said hopefully.
He smiled and looked down. �Timidly clear today.� He swallowed, his collar jumping with the bump in his throat.
Will smiled, watching the leather. Liam bit his lip and slinked his arms around his neck with a tiny laugh and kissed him again, on the corner of his mouth. He pulled back at Will�s smirk and looked embarrassed.
�Sorry.�
�No.� he pulled his uniform and dragged him closer. �Don�t be.� He kissed him on the mouth, feeling it open up beneath his lips needily, and he slipped his tongue in gently. Liam�s mouth was hot and dark coffee flavoured. He grinned and licked around, trying to save the traces of heat on his tongue.
�How was group?� he asked, pulling back for a breath.
�Oh, boring� as usual.� He smiled and leant back in for more of Will�s tongue.
They had a two-hour session before Liam had to go for his shower so he started moving them into the bedroom with a grin. He broke the kiss only to open the door and let Liam in, running his hand down the back as he moved past him. He wasn�t sure what it was, but Liam tended to just stand at doors when they were closed, so Will had gotten in the habit of opening them for him. Liam smiled at him softly and stepped inside. He turned to watch Will close the door and stood uncomfortably, blinking, waiting, looking like something had just fallen on his head.
Will walked up to him and wrapped his hands around his waist. �Is something wrong Pet?�
�Wrong? No!� He laughed. A little too long.
Will raised an eyebrow. Maybe Liam didn�t want to do anything. He smiled. �Do you want to watch the tube? We could watch a movie or something for a couple of hours�� he said, trying to let Liam know they didn�t have to have sex if he didn�t want. Give him other options. He felt a little bad now, expecting they�d have sex just because Liam was here.
It�s just � Liam always wanted to have sex. He couldn�t help but expect it.
�We could watch �� He leant over, his arm still hooked loosely around Liam�s waist and grabbed the newspaper from the bedside table. �� Walker, Texas Ranger, or, if you don�t want to stab yourself in the eyes � we could watch Sabrina?�
Sabrina was actually a guilty pleasure of Will�s. He�d never admit it though.
Liam smiled and gently pulled the television listings away. He folded them neatly and put them back on the table. �I want to � now�� he smiled, looking away at his words.
Will stepped forward and tried to make it seem familiar to himself, wrapping Liam up in his arms. �You sure nothings wrong?�
He smiled a little, crooked.
�You can tell me Pet.� He said, pecking his lips. �Tell me anything.�
He shrugged, embarrassed about what he was going to say, but wanting to say it anyway. �It�s just � well � we�ve never done this. You and me.�
�Had �� Will cocked an eyebrow, struggling. �Sex�?�
�No.�
�What?�
�You and � me.� He looked very nervous now. �Me� clear me.�
Will blanched and furiously thought back through their time together. They must have� His eyes fell back to Liam�s wary ones. No. Liam had only been this coherent about four times.
And none of those times had they gone to bed together.
�Uhhh�� Will said, at a loss for words but realising the silence had dragged on too long. �Uhhh � Oh� is that a ... uh, problem?�
He closed his eyes and cursed himself. Liam quickly shook his head, eyes jumping around the room as he laughed at his stupidity.
Way to completely ignore someone�s insecurities. Good Job. Wanker.
�No not a problem. No ��
�I�m sorry Pet, I�m a bloody moron, that came out wrong � I mean � do you have worries � about being with me, like you are?� He squinted at his sentence, wondering if it made sense.
Liam understood. �It�s � harder.� He allowed.
�Why?�
He rubbed his hands up Liam�s back, trying to encourage him. He looked pained, distressed.
�Because when I�m like, um, me �. I can remember �� He looked upset, but then gave Will a small sad, fake smile. �I can remember what�s happened. And � I know.�
Will�s gaze snapped to the floor. �Do you mean with Har ��
�Yes.� Liam said over the top, as if he was scared of the name. �And Mikael and �others. And it�s, harder � to be, um, �� he paused. �with someone.�
Will opened his mouth, but didn�t know what to say. He blinked and frowned, and his face contorted itself as he tried to think of how to reassure him.
�I mean kissing and � is fine, but � it might get, a little more, difficult, than if I wasn�t clear.�
�You have problems being intimate?�
Liam smiled to himself at the shrink talk. It seemed to ease him a little. �Well� it was always more difficult with Mikael � when I was clear��The floor seemed very interesting to him and he pursed his lips as he scrutinised it. �It was just more horrible. Because I knew what was happening.�
Will wanted to hug him, but didn�t know if he should. So they stood in uncomfortable silence.
Did this mean Liam didn�t like sex with a man when he knew what was happening? Or just with Mikael? Why was he telling him, because he didn�t want to have sex at all?
After a few moments of silence, Liam�s small deep chuckle flittered through. �I don�t want things to be weird between us. And I want to �� he glanced towards the bed and then back to the floor. �But I just wanted you to know� in case something happened.�
�Like what?� Will asked, watching him.
Liam shrugged, eyes still on the floor. His hand came up to play with his collar. He bit his lip again and kissed him deeply. �Im sure it will be fine. Because I�m with you.� He smiled like nothing was wrong.
Will just looked back at him. Liam kicked his boots off and started to slip out of his uniform slowly, a determined look on his face.
�Baby � we don�t have to do this if you don�t want it.� Will said, stilling his hands.
�But I do. Want to, with you. Kiss me?�
Will stepped forward, threading his fingers into the dark hair and obliged, feeling a little cold for distracting Liam as he slipped his clothes off. He broke away and slipped his own off, watching Liam calmly the entire time.
�I love you Pet. When you wanna stop? We will, yeah?� he said. An important thing that was niggling his brain, a textbook memory from sexual abuse cases was to not make victims feel unwanted, or unloved. Liam would see someone backing away as a rejection, as he had that night when they had first kissed.
Liam smiled, trying to get into it. Will sat on the bed, trying to make himself seem smaller so Liam wasn�t intimidated. He spread his legs wide to show he wasn�t embarrassed or afraid, and began to rub at his cock, just smiling at Liam, running his hands over his body. A show for him.
He understood Liam�s motivations. Why he wanted to have sex. From what Will had seen and heard, Liam had been violated, a lot. He wanted Will to show him that he could be loved. He cared about Will. And he wanted to be able to feel comfortable. It didn�t matter that they�d been sexual before. Liam thought of himself as a different entity to the rambling, star gazing protector he had, and this was � this was like his first time with Will.
Will didn�t think about that too long.
He could see Liam�s eyes were nervous. Liam was trapped between being an already submissive partner, but feeling scared of a dominant one. When he was incoherent, he didn�t seem to worry about all the times Mikael and Harlen and the men in the ward had abused him. He just didn�t think about it. He wanted Will, and knew sex felt good, so they had sex. Now� now, his body was involuntarily remembering all the feelings of worthlessness and being used that abuse victims had to fight away.
But he was hanging on anyway. He wasn�t retreating into his head.
�You�re so beautiful Pet. I love you. Forever.� No initiation. No �I want you�s like he would normally say. He wanted Liam to start it, and not just comply.
Liam watched him nervously, his cock starting to wake up as Will worked on his. Will saw him take a swallow and step closer. He watched his cock again for a few moments, then Will�s eyes.
This was so different to how they usually interacted that Will was a little uneasy himself. Normally Liam would be purring and trying to sit on his prick by now, even if he wasn�t ready for it.
Liam sat on the bed next to him, perched like he was ready to fling off if something went wrong. Which was probably what he�d do. He was really trying though, and Will felt an irrational bubble of pride rise inside. He�d been hurt so badly but he was willing to open up again. It felt very tempting to run off with him right now, and let him purr away in the cover of his apartment, loved and kept. Will smiled and looked down at the mattress submissively, letting his light sounds of excitement fill the air.
He felt Liam lean over him and kiss him beside his mouth, and then on his lips, tongue licking across.
Liam�s hand rested on his thigh as he snuffled into his hair and Will tried to remain still. He submitted to letting his hand ghost over Liam�s thigh and up his stomach. He felt the muscles clench as he started pulling at the trail of hair below his navel, so he moved his hand to play with Liam�s nipples instead.
Will lifted his gaze and looked at Liam�s face. Liam was watching his own hand on Will�s thigh, the thumb running back and forth over the skin.
�I want this with you.� He whispered, kissing the joint of Will�s jaw. �You�re making me hard.�
�Good Pet.� Will said, lifting his hands to cup around Liam�s face, pulling him in for a kiss.
Liam kneeled over his knee and started lowering them both down onto the covers as Will slid his hands down onto his hips. He swallowed and lay over Will, his knees on either side of Will�s thigh, still kissing him. The heat of Liam�s skin so close to his crotch was making him swell.
He slipped his hand between Liam�s thighs; instantly regretting it as he felt every muscle in Liam�s body go rigid.
He took his hand away, embarrassed.
�I�m sorry Pet.�
Liam blinked for a few moments and then with a determined look curving his mouth, grabbed Will�s hand and brought it back, making it cup lightly over his cock. After a moment he started to grind into it and Will brought his face down for a kiss, fingers around the collar. Will moved a bit so they were lying face to face and he brought his leg closer to Liam�s. His hand moved down to the side of Liam�s buttocks and rested.
�I�m nervous Daddy.� He said, falling on a familiar name of protection and warmth.
�It�s alright baby. I�m not going to hurt you, you know that.�
�So many � I know.�
Will raised his hand to rest on a less vulnerable area, at the slight jump in Liam�s speech. �Shhh, baby. It�s alright. You�re with me now. I�d never hurt you.� His hand came up to the back of Liam�s neck and he played with the ties of leather, making them tickle along the back of Liam�s shoulders.
�I know.�
�Mmm.� He rolled him over onto his stomach and kissed the back on his head when he started to get worried. �Wait here.� He said as if Liam would run off into the hallway without his clothes.
He wandered into the bathroom, feeling Liam�s gaze on his back, and pulled out some shower oil. Musky, sandalwood smelling stuff he used. He squirted some onto his hands and went back to the bed kneeling next to Liam�s hip.
�Here.� He started massaging his shoulders, rubbing away the knots with his fingers, circling his thumbs into the tense muscle.
�Ooooh. That � I like that.� Liam breathed.
Will smiled, rubbing his oily fingers along his spine, rolling his knuckles along the skin. He continued kneading the malleable flesh beneath him, smiling at the happy coos until his arms were tired and his own muscles were burning and lax. He drew away, smiling to himself as he flicked a few drops onto the swell of Liam�s backside.
He wondered if Liam was asleep. He bent over soundlessly to see. His eyes were open in slits, his lips parted as he drifted away on the pillow. Will tried to slide off the bed away from him, leaving him to sleep, but a hand closed around his wrist.
�Where are you going?� he teased dopily, pulling him back down. Will let himself be drawn back onto the bed, and lay down next to the man, on his side. Liam watched him through his slitted eyelids for a second before running his hand down Will�s side to rest on his hip. He smiled and slipped his hand down to Will�s precome slicked cock, watching his face as he started to squeeze and draw his hand up the length, shifting the foreskin and running his thumb along the think wriggled vein on the underside. Will breathed in deeply through his nose and relaxed, closing his eyes, letting Liam do whatever he wanted.
The scent of his precome was tickling at his nostrils, salty and lusty as his breathing picked up. Liam�s hand was hot, slick against his skin and ever talented. Will rolled onto his back and heard Liam shift, the bed dipping a little as Liam sat up and kneeled next to him.
�You�re so pretty.� Liam said, one hand around his shaft and one smoothing over his pectorals. �Pretty.�
Will melted under the attentions. He opened his eyes a little to watch the long fingered hands explore his body. The roaming hand was on his upper arm, squeezing the muscle as it worked its way down to his fingers, clasping round each of them and stroking down. His eyes flicked to the one that was squeezing up his prick and making his stomach flutter and tighten.
The other hand palmed across his chest again, the thumb rubbing at his nipple. He let out a short groan and watched the gorgeous body above him. His eyes glazed over at the smoothness of the muscles on his arms and chest, wiry hair textured over his forearms and in the dip between his pectorals. Liam let a fingernail scrape across his slit and Will bucked, his cock excited and protesting at the same time. By the precome that just dropped onto Will�s thigh he guessed he was enjoying it too.
Liam left his playing, leaning over him to reach the bedside drawer, rummaging around in it blindly for a few moments before he pulled the tube of slick out.
Will didn�t say anything.
Liam sat back on his haunches next to Will�s hip and snorted a little, leaning down to give Will a kiss, as a slicked-filled palm wrapped around his already wet cock and started to pump. He wriggled his hands under Will�s shoulders and rolled them so Will was crouching over him. He smiled shyly and handed over the lube.
�I want you in me.� He said. �I want it like this.� He knew why Will was purposefully not leading in the dance this time. He was sharp.
Will, his arm still under Liam�s shoulder blades, kissed down from the space between his eyebrows, over his nose to his lips. He squeezed some lube out on his fingers and pushed one in as he slipped his tongue into his mouth. Liam tensed but then relaxed as Will�s familiar fingers started stretching him out. He breathed deep, hot breath, faint of coffee tickling into Will�s nostrils, overpowering the tart smell of the precome.
He added another and Liam was panting now. Will was watching his eyes carefully, but he couldn�t see anything but awe and lust in the dark brown. His cock was impatient and he moved one of Liam�s legs up over his stomach, holding him by the back of the knee so he could kneel between his thighs. Liam�s hand clenched around his shoulders and he looked panicked for a second before Will kissed him. Then the scared look left and was replaced by the usual dreamy, smut-filled look he usually had when Will had his fingers inside him. The fingers crooked and his familiar noises filled the air and Will wasn�t uneasy anymore, wasn�t off step anymore. He and Liam. Him and Liam. They were right and fitted so well together and everyone else knew fuck all.
�You�re so gorgeous, hard for me, laying out like this.� Liam let out a low noise at the rough, promising words. Will leant closer, resting his forehead against Liam�s as he relaxed the tight ring with his insistent fingers. �I want to keep you.� He breathed.
Liam rocked up to give him a grinding kiss, starting to undulate on the fingers inside him. He grunted. �Don�t hurt me Will. I�d burn and die if you did what the others did.�
The random plea made Will�s mind freeze in protectiveness. �Never Baby. I could never do any of it to you.� He sped up his fingers, like that would prove it to him. Liam�s hand slipped around his swaying excited cock. �You�re my everything.� He grunted.
�Everything?� Liam whimpered, needing it to be true so obviously and needy it was painful.
He was more vulnerable like this than he ever had been before. Will understood now why he needed to hide away, protect himself like he was made of the thinnest china. He had cracks in him and he was petrified of being shattered.
�I couldn�t breathe without you.�
Liam pulled him lightly, leading him through his cock, drawing him closer and trying to line him up. Will slipped his fingers out of Liam�s anus and wrapped them around his waist.
�That�s how I feel.� Liam breathed. He looked sad, very frightened, but not of Will. Of losing Will maybe. Of not having him anymore. �You�ll take care of me?�
Will�s cock twitched at the idea, and he pulled Liam�s waist towards him as he kneeled on the very edge of the bed. �Always Pet.�
�That�s what I want.� He said softly, smiling, watching Will�s eyes as he leant back completely relaxed and content.
�I want you to love me.� He said, and Will grinned to himself. He looked like a big cat on its back.
Will snorted and ran his hand over Liam�s stomach possessively. �You�ve got that Pet. No one can take it away.� He let one foot drop to the floor so he could stand up straight, one knee on the bed against the back of Liam�s thigh.
He was all stretched out on the bed, lying there, and Will could see every inch of him from where he was, standing over the supine body, and it was all for him. He barely suppressed the urge to growl, but he could feel it inside. Liam was his.
He used one hand to hold the root of his cock and nudged the swollen head inside the tight hole; re-stretching the ring as Liam breathed in, arching off the bed a little and lifting his legs, his calves squeezing Will�s waist, knees bent back.
�Yesss�� He hissed.
�You like it don�t you Pet?� Will smirked, keeping a tight hold of his cock, his fingers acting like a cock ring so he didn�t shoot.
�I love it � always, fuck me.� He said suddenly, lifting his head off the pillow.
Will laughed and gently slid the rest of his cock into Liam�s body, watching as Liam�s mouth formed a pretty �o� of lust at the feeling. �No pet. Slow today.�
His hands dropped back to Liam�s hipbones to guide him, to stop him from trying to speed up the thrusting. Liam�s hands rested on top of Will�s, and drew his legs back over himself, wide apart. Will groaned at the sight. He always loved that innocence and abandon Liam gave him, mixed up headily with submission.
He pulled out and started to edge back in, loving the grip around his cock, wanting to bury his whole body inside. He slipped out all the way, feeling Liam�s ring clench around the tip of his cock, before he slid back in, smoothly, deep in.
Liam let out a squeak and Will repeated, over and over, drawing out, letting Liam�s hole close before pushing it open again and sliding back into the heat.
�Fucking hell Pet.� Will breathed. His cock was twitching at the look of tense hunger on his face, the sight of his legs up over his stomach and spread, his cock wet and sticking on his abdomen as Will slid in and out, filling and stretching and then leaving him empty and needy for a few moments, before easing the ache by thrusting back in again. The position was making his balls pang, Liam layed out before him. As much as it hadn�t started out like this, he was in complete control. Liam was pleasured by his movements, his actions. He could hardly help the way he was, could only manage short jabs towards Will, he had even less control than usual. And he was loving it.
He let a harsh thrust find its way into the fucking every now and then, purely for the enjoyment of the shock on Liam�s face and the desire-filled call of his name after.
�Daddeee!� He yelped; his body wanting to go faster, get more scrapes against his prostrate, more of the stretching feeling so he could come. The slow pace was leaving him teetering on the edge, building up his excitement but not enough to push him over into the blissful, soul-cleaning void. �Please!�
Will reached in between his legs and started to pull and tug at Liam�s cock, laughing as he rolled his head back, his chest rising up. Will�s other hand was trapped under Liam�s, resting on the side of his buttcheek, sometimes tightening around Liam�s hipbone. Will sped his pace, the stimulation of the smells and the sight of Liam writhing beneath him, on his cock, the feel of him clenching and drawing him inside was too much. He wanted to come.
�Oh! Daddy! Daddydaddy! Omph!� His entire body was tensing up from Will�s attentions, from toes to eyebrows. Except his channel, which was still soft and pliant, the ring tight as usual around the thick, welcome intruder. �Will, Will!�
�Baby, right here sweets. Inside you, tell me what you�re feeling.� He said, stripping Liam�s cock quickly.
�Full� He gasped as Will slid into him, his balls resting against the cheeks a few moments before drawing out. �Filled up, stretched wide ooooh!� He ended in a grunt.
�Wide around me.� Will agreed, looking down, mesmerised by the distended opening swallowing him up. �I love being inside you.� He groaned, feeling Liam�s hand tighten around his own.
Liam nodded erratically, mouth open, eyes wide. His gaze flicked down to watch Will�s hips, and then watched his over-excited cock stroked by Will�s hand. He closed his eyes and leant back against the pillows, his lower lip shivering.
Will smoothed his hand over Liam�s chest, like he had done earlier, feeling the sweat slippery skin under his palm. He felt the pressure building up, in himself, and in Liam. He was rolling his head around on the pillow and making noises every single time Will thrust inside. His eyes were closed, clenched shut.
�Daddy?� He panted. �I�m gonna come.� He ended in a whisper, eyes still closed.
Will had never heard anything so gorgeous and such a bloody turn on. Will flicked his wrist as he pumped the swollen cock, and after a few more almost-painful stroke Liam came, pumping out white spend over Will�s hand and his stomach, catching against the hair beneath his navel.
He squeezed the spent cock as he came himself, hearing Liam�s grunt as he filled the now lax channel beneath him. He stayed still for a moment, until his mind started ticking over again, watching Liam�s sleepy eyes the entire time.
He lifted Liam�s leg from around his waist and rolled him easily to the side, lying down next to him, his chest to Liam�s back. He could hear Liam murmuring to himself a little, song words, star words. He wanted to sleep but didn�t, instead stroked along Liam�s shoulder until he fell asleep.
He�d wake him up in half an hour when he had to go back. Until then, he�d stay here and listen to him sleep.
**
Will was whistling. He couldn�t remember the last time he�d whistled. He waved to the gate guards and they let him in with a smile. He drove under the bar without showing his pass, they knew him now.
He was whistling one of Liam�s songs. He smiled at the realisation, slamming the car door closed and locking it.
He felt giddy and stupid. Liam and he had been seeing each other for almost a year now, Will was counting from the first time they kissed. He nodded at the guards near the back entry door as he walked past.
Three hundred and sixty four days.
For the first time in his life he wished he could do that thing that everyone did in the old movies when they were happy, when they jumped and clicked their heels together in the air.
He settled for a cigarette.
Pulling the soft pack out of his back jeans pocket, he smirked as his mind drifted back to yesterday, hearing Liam moan and squeak, his body around Will�s cock.
Will shuddered in pleasure, the hairs on the back of his neck standing up on end, and his stomach wriggling. He walked the long way to his office, seeing some groups outside and hoping to catch a glimpse of Liam among them. Liam wasn�t there. He must be in the hall groups, or maybe the craft this morning. He�d finally received a timetable.
Will walked into his office and blinked in surprise at the strange blonde guard sitting in his chair behind his desk.
�What the hell are you doing in my office?� He asked with disdain.
He cocked an eyebrow. �Waiting for you.�
�I�m here. Maybe you should get out and learn some manners.� He spat, unamused, angry at his warm mood being shattered.
�Strange person to be teaching me about what�s nice.�
Will frowned at the strange comment. �Whatever.�
�You might wanna close the door.� The guard smugged.
�Why�s that?�
�Because I�m the new surveillance officer.�
�And what in the bloody hell is that?�
�It�s the person who watches the hallways � places like, oh, the art room.� He grinned.
Will�s stomach twisted and he turned slowly and closed the door. �What are y ��
�You know what I�m talking about.� He stood up and walked over to Will with a big grin. �Your hot little sex toy that lives here.�
Will didn�t say anything. His mind was racing a million miles a second, trying to think of a suitable lie or excuse that would let him wriggle his way out of this corner.
The man kept going, pushing and provoking. �He is cute isn�t he?�
Will sparked but he didn�t say anything. He just glared at the guard.
�Steve by the way. And I know who you are, don�t worry. Seen a lot of you. You ever think about doing the amateur stuff?� He laughed. �I�m sure the kink of a crazy as fuck sex doll would appeal to a wide audience.� He said, getting under Will�s skin.
Will gritted his teeth.
�Everyone loves a good �man-takes-advantage-of-something-helpless� story. Along with the hardcore buttfucking aswell. I wish I got sound on those tapes. You should�ve seen my face the first one I watched. At first you�re just sitting there talking to him, then � you�re ripping his jumpsuit off and bending him over the table. I couldn�t believe it!�
�What do you want?� Will snapped, cutting through the crap.
�Money.�
�Done. Now fuck off.� He pushed past him to his desk and sat down, dimissing him by starting up his computer.
�That�s not all.�
Will sighed and looked up at him dangerously. �What else?� He hissed.
�I want some time.�
Will tried to decipher that. He shook his head. �I don�t know what you mean.�
Steve looked at him.
�With Liam.�
Will stormed out of his seat before he could even really register what was said and slammed Steve up against the door.
�Fuck. You. Asshole.� He pushed him harder into the door with each word and then backed off before he started beating him.
Steve stood up, albeit shakily, and straitened his uniform. He smiled meanly. �Don�t want to share your toys?�
�Liam is not a toy. He is a person. He has feelings. And you won�t touch him.�
�Too late.�
Will raised his hand to punch the man but at the last second connected with the door. Steve flinched as it shuddered desperately close to cracking, and looked nervous. He regained his composure.
�I�ll make my own time.� Steve smugged. �And if you tell on me I�ll tell on you. Plus I have the added bonus of having a tape of you slamming your cock inside the crazy boy.�
Will clenched his jaw to prevent him from assaulting the man. �You won�t touch him again.�
�Then I�ll tell.�
�No you wont.� Will said, trying to calm himself down, �If you tell I will track you down or I will pay someone to. Got it? You will take your money and you will be happy I gave you that much and you will give the tapes to me.�
Steve looked intimidated but he stood his ground. �I�m not giving the tapes back.�
�Yes you are, and any copies too.�
Steve held his gaze for a few moments before it dropped to the ground submissively. �Good.� Will spat and pulled him by his shirt off the door so he could open it.
He pushed him into the hallway and an evil look clawed its way onto Steve�s face.
�Im gonna fuck him.� He whispered monotonously. �At first I didn�t understand why, I thought it was so sick. Now I know. I thought it was that he�s fucking gorgeous, but it�s not just that is it? He�s a big stupid animal that makes you come, but what you�re really getting off on is the innocence. The eagerness to be good for you. That�s addictive. He�s a perfect slave, mind and body. And im gonna stick my cock inside him and make him sing.�
Will felt a shiver of cold anger running through his body, barbed with red bloodthirsty hate.
This man was a monster. Like Mikael.
But this one was smart enough to live on the outside.
Unease slipped into the cocktail of rage bubbling inside him.
Will stepped close and whispered dangerously low.
�The reason I sleep with Liam is because I love him. Not because I get some perverted sexual kick out of it.� He said, glaring icy blue hate at him. �And anything you stick inside Liam, I will cut off.�
He went back into his office and slammed the door, before leaning against it. His legs were shaky with adrenaline, and his guts were twisting anxiously.
He rubbed his face. Tried to rub the worry away. This guard knew. He knew about them. Will wasn�t devastated. Blackmail he could deal with. He thought he�d feel sicker though. Maybe because Allen had been understanding, it didn�t seem so wrong any more. Having an ally lessened the heaviness in his stomach.
Even if the person who was so understanding, was another mental patient.
He was mainly worried about Steve�s threat about Liam. He shook his head. That wouldn�t happen. He�d tell Liam not to go with him.
Because that had worked so well with Mikael.
Videos of he and Liam, his mind jumped. Videos. Proof. He sighed. He had to get them.
His mind settled on another worry. What had he meant when he said it was too late? Had he already raped him? Will�s stomach was a hard ball of anxiety. He hoped Liam was alright.
Liam. Evil seemed to be attracted to him. First Harlen and then the men in prison, now this man spewed up from god knows where. What was it?
He thought about Liam, with his willingness to trust and care for other people, his plain sweetness.
Evil just seemed to want to black him out. Seemed to be magnetised to him. And once it found him it just wanted to hurt him and chip away until it filled his heart with black blood.
He rested his face in his hands. Liam really was the perfect victim; Steve was right about that. A lamb, easy to lead to the slaughter, just give him a few nice words and some candy and he�d lay down obliviously for you on the alter.
But that�s why he needed someone. Someone to make sure he hadn�t wandered off with the stars or hadn�t been led away by someone with bad intentions that he was just too guileless to see. Someone to stand with him and scare away the dark coming for him.
He stood up.
He felt a warm protectiveness surround the thoughts of his lover. Liam was his. He looked after him now and he�d be fucked six ways before anymore Harlen�s or Mikael�s or even fucking Steve�s would ever lay another blood stained finger on him.
**~~**
Angel swooped a slash of green over the picture to make the sound just right.
The stars were in harmony now.
�Yes, I think it�s good too.�
The sound of him around Will�s cock was very bright. He squinted a little. He may have let a little of the actual feeling into the picture, but he supposed that was alright.
�Angel.� Will�s voice.
Angel let his torso roll to the side so he could see past the easel. �Hello.� He said, instantly remembering last night. �Mmmm.� He bounced a little, up and down on the balls of his feet.
Will nodded to the guard, and the guard smiled back, easing himself off the wall wearily and wandering out.
He had to draw him.
He put the brush down and wiped his cheek, realising a moment too late he had green on the back of his hand. He rubbed his fingers across his cheek and they came off green.
�You smudged yourself.� Will smiled. It was a nice smile.
He had to draw him. Where were his �
�Pencils?�
�Over here baby.� He said shaking the tin on the table. He sat down and pulled out a cigarette as he waited for Angel to walk over.
As Angel sat down beside him, close and cosy, he rubbed his hand slowly down his back. Will shook his head and lit the cigarette in his mouth.
�No baby, we can�t do that here anymore.�
Angel dropped his hand disappointed. The stars mewled their questions. �Why not?� he asked, picking one to voice.
�Cause they can see us in here. I didn�t know that, and I have a little bit of a problem I need to fix.�
Angel pulled a sheet of paper towards him and started sketching his lover smoking. He shivered. He felt very excited as he drew the lips, slightly pursed, blowing out the smoke. His cock woke up.
The hair was different now, he slicked it back all the time. He looked very intimidating, but Angel already knew he wasn�t scary or hateful so it was alright. He felt even more protected now. Powerful white lion.
Will was staring across to the poem on the wall. �Rise out from it.� He said softly.
Angel glanced over at the poem but he knew it so well now he didn�t even have to bother.
Awaken to the new
Ash beneath your feet
Between your toes
Old life decaying mistakes
Rise out from it
Let it burn inside
Sleep
Awaken to the new
He assumed it went round and round. He liked the idea of burning your old life and starting over.
A smart man had painted it there. Angel had believed him. They�d been friends for a little while, at the start. He had been put in here because he had set his house on fire and burnt himself. He hadn�t meant to let the fire get to the neighbour�s houses but he�d used too much gasoline. No one was hurt but everyone thought he had meant to so they�d put him in here.
He had been paroled about eight months after Angel had arrived. Angel knew he wouldn�t see him again, but he could hear his words on the wall and it always made him happy.
He realised Will was talking.
�� so you can�t ��
�Sorry?� he cut in quickly so Will wouldn�t have to repeat as much.
Will smiled and breathed in the smoke. �Have you met a guard named Steve?�
�Yes. He�s strange.�
�What did he do?� Will asked, eyes focused on his intently.
The stars murmured happily. They were pleased Will was so �
�Sorry?� he asked, forgetting the question.
�What did he do to you Pet?�
�He talked to me. Then we went to a hallway I�d never been in before and he kind of � rubbed himself against me, strangely, and then he told me you�d be in trouble if I didn�t play with him.�
Will�s thigh rubbed against his. �I�m sorry Pet. How did he touch you?�
He was a bit confused but he tried. �Held my arms.�
�No ... I mean, what did you play?�
�He pulled his cock out and I � wanked him.� He frowned. That was definitely something he should�ve done with Will. He just didn�t realise until he�d said the word. �It should�ve been you.�
�The next time you see him, don�t go anywhere alone with him, alright?�
�Alright.�
�I�m serious. Daddy will be very upset if you go anywhere with him.�
�Okay.� He didn�t want Will upset with him, but it was easily avoided because he didn�t want to go anywhere with Steve anyway.
He meowed. �Play with me Daddy. I�m hard for you.� He purred, leaning into him.
�No, baby, remember? Not here. In my office from now on.�
�Can we go there now?�
�Not right now Pet. I wish we could. I�m hard for you too.� He whispered, light pink lips shaping the words sensually. �I was thinking about last night��
That made him happy. He reached down and started to squeeze himself through the material. �Watch me Daddy.�
�No we can�t do that either.� He said, his eyes on Angel�s hands anyway. He purred. He pulled himself through the uniform.
�I wish this was your hand.�
�I have to go sweets, before I do something stupid.� He rolled his eyes. �Any more stupid things.�
He grabbed a sheet of paper and wrote �kiss� on it about ten times. �Love you.� He said handing him the paper.
�I love you too Daddy.�
�Remember what I said about Steve?�
�Don�t go with him or you�ll get upset.�
�Very upset.�
�Bye Will.�
He didn�t want Will upset. He watched him go from the art room, white haired over the black shirt and black jeans. He purred and let out a loud meow. Will turned back and smiled. He looked down at his sheet of kisses and folded them up, putting them into his pocket to keep.
**~~
He wandered out of the art room for a while, bored of the scenery and made his way to the other craft rooms looking for Doyle. He poked his head into all the rooms, forgetting which one he was in.
He always forgot. He only really remembered how to get to outdoors, the art room, Will�s office, his room and the cafeteria. Everywhere else he just got lost.
Like now.
He poked his head into the gym and saw a few people working out. He didn�t like the gym so he kept moving. Bible studies group was in the next room.
He squinted and looked at the numbers on the hallway. He must be in the wrong section. The craft room he wanted had double doors, heavy wooden ones.
The stars murmured left, so he followed.
�Angel?� Barry�s voice called.
�Yes?� He asked turning around.
Barry jangled up to him, his keys and chains rattling against his thigh. �Where are you going, you�re not allowed here.� He said with a smile.
He looked up to see he was heading into the visitor�s rooms. �Oh. I�m trying to find Doyle.�
�Okay, he�s back this way,� Barry said, jerking his head back up the corridor he�d just come down. �In the blue corridors, remember?�
Did he?
No.
He remembered �
�Wooden doors.�
�Yup.�
Barry led him swiftly to the doors and he smiled. �There you go.� He said before turning and wandering off down the corridors.
He opened the doors and across the room Doyle was working on some wood, head down. He walked over to him.
�Hello.� He said happily and Doyle looked up.
�Hey Ags.� Doyle said just as cheerfully. �Look, I�m working on your easel.�
He looked down at the wood in his hands. Two of the struts, Angel guessed, light coloured wood and smoothed. �Pretty.�
�Yup. And � I�m gonna polish them.� He grabbed another part, the face of the easel and showed him how he�d polished it. Angel cooed over it.
�But the best part is this. Cause I know you wouldn�t wanna leave it the art room where anyone could get it, or god forbid, use it, I�m doing this.� He picked up the last strut and showed him the small, almost inconspicuous screws in it.
Angel was confused. They didn�t usually have screws there. Doyle bent the wood and it didn�t snap but folded over. He did it again and the wood was a third of its size. �Small!�
Doyle laughed. �Portable. You can take it back to your room.�
�Portable.� He said in an awed tone of voice. That was a very good idea.
�Thankyou.� He put the pieces down carefully.
�You�ve done this fast.� He said, not remembering much time passing between Doyle saying he was going to make him an easel, to having made one.
�I know, it really wasn�t that difficult. I knew it wouldn�t be hard � but I didn�t know it would be this easy.� He smiled down at it. �I�ll give it to you early, yeah?�
�Yes. I�d like that.�
�I bet.�
Angel ran his fingers across the slippery wood of the face. �Pretty.�
�Pretty indeed.�
**~~**
He left Doyle and felt himself magnetised, being pulled from his stomach, so he followed the tug. He sat in the artroom, looking at the poem, obsessed now. It was the poem that called him. He hadn�t even thought about it until Will had said the line. He�d read it a million times but it was never that important. Now it seemed very important.
The stars whispered that it was important when he read it the first time.
He agreed but now it was special again. It made him feel happy, because it was reflecting the new life he was having with Will. And the new life they would have when they went to the house.
He wondered briefly if Darla minded or if she could see he and Will and what they did. It would be strange for her, he imagined, hearing him tell someone else that he loved them. But he did. For a moment he felt like he was betraying her, but Liam had died with her, so maybe he was with her and she didn�t mind at all.
He frowned.
He�d confused himself.
�Hey Angel.�
He looked dopily away from the poem and away from his thoughts attached to it with sticky web. He blinked. Steve was there, standing where the other guard had been standing a moment ago.
Steve was with him. Alone. And Will would be cross.
He whined. �You�re not supposed to be here.�
�What are you talking about? You need a guard to look after you when you�re alone, so no one fights over you.� He grinned and Angel�s stomach flopped. His smile was empty and cruel. Like a vampire�s.
He quickly looked out the window to make sure it was still light. It was. That only scared Angel even more. The stars covered their mouths.
�I don�t want you here.� He got up and backed away to behind an easel. �I�m not meant to be alone with you.�
�Is that what Telleck told you?�
He didn�t answer.
�Did he tell you what I wanted to do?� he whispered.
Angel looked at the painting he was hiding behind and then back to Steve. He was getting closer. He felt like he was being stalked by a lion. Not even a good lion like Will, but a evil one that was going to rip him apart.
He wasn�t sposed to be alone with him. �Very upset.
�You�re not going to say anything are you?� Angel whispered.
�I won�t if you wont.�
�They can see us here.� Angel said, thinking of his conversation with Will.
�Yes, but I�m the only one that will see. And I�ll keep the tape.� He smiled. �I�ve read about you. Some of your files are on the system and I hacked into them. You killed your family.�
He shook his head. �No I didn�t!�
�You killed them, I know what you did to them, you sick fuck. Telleck�s even sicker.� He came closer and Angel edged away a little, back up against the wall. �You�re disgusting. What I don�t get is why are you scared?� Steve reached down and squeezed himself.
He didn�t answer. He wasn�t disgusting. He was going to run. The stars had him on edge, they would tell him what time was best.
�Come here. I want you to strip off.�
Now.
He jumped over some pottery and ran towards the door.
�Angel! If you run out of here I will beat you to death while you sleep.�
Angel turned around eyes wide. Sneak in an�
He flinched as Steve brought his baton down onto a sculpture, smashing it into slivers. �That�ll be you.� He laughed.
He broke another and Angel dropped down against the door, pressing into it for comfort, huddled down.
He couldn�t see Steve but he could hear him. He wanted to turn around so he knew where Steve was, but he was too scared. His lungs chilled over and shrivelled as Steve�s hand latched around the back of his neck, humid and sticky. The hand pulled him out of the ball he was in against the door and kept pulling until Angel was resting back on the hand, looking up into Steve�s face. All he saw was a grinning spider face. Black and evil and he started screaming. He slammed his eyes shut and heard himself, loud and scared like an animal lost in the dark.
The hand whipped away and he crashed to the ground.
�Shut up!� the hiss came through the air, but he couldn�t stop, hoping Will would hear. He wailed as he curled up on the floor. Rough hands shaking him and his throat felt like it was bleeding, and his lungs were hurting and he was getting dizzy but he kept screaming, refusing to stay quiet.
His eyes flicked open with a gasp as a sharp fang bit into his shoulder. Steve was standing behind Cole, one of the nurses, who was bending down beside him, holding him as he slid a needle out of his upper arm slowly.
He whimpered as the cold bite turned into a throb. �Wha..?� He murmured to Cole, finding his tongue a bit big for his mouth.
�Just something to calm you down Angel.� Cole smiled at him.
He felt like he wanted to lie down.
Then he realised he was lying down. But it was on the floor. Steve was watching him with a blank expression that bordered on angry.
Cole stood and put the silver syringe into his bag. The world fell into soup and Angel whimpered a little. He wanted to sleep but wasn�t sure if they�d leave him here or what. He was too heavy to get off the ground anyway.
Cole turned to Steve slowly. �Don�t worry about it.� He said echoey. �Liam just freaks out sometimes. It�s nothing you did.�
�Yeah. I know but � one minute he�s fine and the next � just screaming. It was ��
�I get it. But you�ll see a lot of that here.� Cole smiled and thumped him on the arm. �Cheer up. We�ll get a coffee after we move him.�
Steve nodded and they both came over to him. Cole picked up his feet like they weren�t filled with lead and Steve came round to his head.
He tried to get away as Steve�s hands snaked under his arms, but his thrashes came out as a weak struggle. The hands were hot and felt like they were marking him with big black evil handprints through his uniform. They picked him up and Angel watched Cole with what he hoped were unhappy eyes. He didn�t want Steve touching him.
�Noo�� He managed, but Cole just smiled at him.
�It�s okay Angel. We�re just moving you back to your room. You can have a sleep.�
�Daddy�?� He called, and it wasn�t loud, just a mumble. He hoped Will heard it anyway.
�Focus on how relaxed your body is, okay?�
He looked down and saw Steve�s hands around his chest and thought he was going to be sick.
They stopped walking to talk to Barry, who smiled at him warmly, which made him feel a little better and then the hands shifted around him and he was carried to his room and laid on the bed. Cole opened the window and murmured a few soothing words that Angel was too tired to listen to and then Steve was alone with him again.
He tried to keep his eyes open.
Steve stared at him angrily for a moment and the stars waved red ribbons around his gaze. They were scared.
He looked at the door and yelled something out it and then knelt by the bed quickly. Angel tried to edge away but it didn�t work.
He closed his eyes as Steve�s lips pressed over his own and tried to back away. He was helpless, but the stars kept screeching for him to run. Steve pulled off and yanked his head over painfully to talk right into his ear.
�Don�t tell anyone, alright? You know I won�t be happy.� Angel nodded a little to show he understood. Steve laughed.
He let him go and Angel was grateful. His eyes were trying to close but he waited for Steve to leave and lock the door before he fell bonelessly onto sleep.
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