Author: Inca
Feedback: And I�ll keep it for ever and ever- [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
***
He breathed deeply, and undid the lock. Liam peeked out from under the bed and smiled. He slid out and stood up, stretching the kinks out of his long body.
�Good morning Daddy.� He yawned. He bent and sipped from his water, watching him like an attentive bird.
�Hello.�
He meowed into the glass, bouncing the sound off the water. He looked tempting, mussy haired and sleepy eyed. Just � beautiful, the sun shining in behind him, yellow and warm. Didn�t fit. Didn�t fit his mood.
Here we go�
�Has Sally talked to you?� he asked, nonchalantly.
�Yes.�
�What did she say?�
�That I have Chlamydia.� Liam answered, still looking the same. He drained the glass and stood watching him, small content smile on his face.
�Hmmm. I have it too.�
He grinned. �Oh goody!�
Will frowned. �Not goody, its very �the opposite of goody� actually.�
�Oh.� Liam said, taken aback by his mood.
Calm. Just asking him a few questions. Nothing else.
�Do you know what that is?�
�STD. I�ve had it before.�
Will blinked. Okay. �So you know you got it through�� He dragged the word along the ground in between them, waiting for Liam to pick it up.
��Playing?� Liam supplied.
�Yes.�
�Yes.�
�Okay.�
Liam looked confused for a second then smiled. �Is that it?� He lowered his voice seductively. �Are we going to play now?�
�No� Angel, I haven�t slept with anyone but you.� He said, watching as Liam melted at the words, cooing and swaying happily. �Yes� which means�� It would sound so real when he said it. It wouldn�t be conjecture or a thought, it would be real. �Which means I got it from you.�
�Sorry?� He apologised, not sure if he should be apologising. He was confused.
�That�s not why I�m asking you about it.� He clarified. �I don�t care that I have it, I care why I have it.�
Liam sat down on the bed at the serious tone. �What, Daddy?� His fingers drifted up to twirl into his hair. Brown strands slowly twining around his fingers.
�Who �,� he sighed and his hands clasped behind his neck. �Who was it?� He said.
�Who was who?� He looked confused, speaking slowly.
Will shook his head, staring at him. �Who? Who do you think? Who�s the bearded lady? Who did you sleep with?�
He looked even more confused. �You said too many ��
�Who did you sleep with?� He cut in, sharply.
�No one.� He smiled at the wall above Will�s shoulder, and then flicked his eyes back to Will�s. He looked beautiful and innocent. But he was lying. It was simple. Lying meant he knew he did something wrong.
�You didn�t sleep with anyone.� He stated, flatly.
He smiled at the plaster again. �No.�
�So you and I have an STD but we�re only sleeping with each other.�
�Yes.� He beamed, like he�d figured out the answer to a difficult maths problem.
He sighed. �Angel. Who did you have sex with?�
�No one Daddy, only you.�
He was watching the wall behind Will�s head, talking to it, not to Will. It was frustrating.
�So what, I just fucked Chlamydia into myself, is that it?� he said, trying to keep his voice calm.
Angel thought about this. �No.� He said slowly.
�Then how Angel? How did I get it, when I haven�t slept with anyone and neither have you?� He voice raised a few octaves in hopelessness.
��Pencils.�
�Angel, try to focus.� He breathed, pinching his nose.
�Can I have some milk, if I�m a good kitty?�
He flipped his legs up onto the bed and purred, posing; looking like he�d just walked out of a porn set. Will stayed focused.
�How did I get an STD Angel, if we�re only sleeping with each other?� he repeated, doggedly, impatience and hurt creeping into his voice.
He bit his lower lip, getting upset as Will�s emotions started to show. �I don�t know.�
�Well that�s a great answer.� He sighed, then paused trying to put his thoughts into a flow Liam would understand. Will knew he�d been screwing around with someone, but Liam thought if he told Will that he didn�t, Will would believe him. �I know you slept with someone. And you�re lying about it. I just want to know who it was. I don�t know why I need to know, but I do.�
�Only you Daddy��
�No, not only me. Someone else. I know Angel. I know. Alright? Stop it.�
He stayed silent, pouting up at him. Will felt his frosted resolve crumbling. Emotions started seeping in.
Why had he done it? What they had together was so perfect, so � everything he�d wanted.
�I won�t be upset at you. But� can you tell me about it? Tell me why you needed someone else?�
�I don�t.� he smiled.
�I�m good to you aren�t I? I treat you well. I love you. I mean� � he waved his hand around as he spoke, circling it in the air, �It�s hard in here, but I thought that � we were � that we understood the problems together.�
�I love you, you love me.� Liam said, clearly.
�What did he give you that I couldn�t?� He whined, and he hated his voice, and his words and his neediness but it�s how he bloody felt.
Liam shook his head, messy flicking over his forehead, crumpling his face a little, dumbfounded. �Who?�
He stepped forward and cupped his hands around his lover�s jaw, his fingers resting just below his ears, trying to make him focus, make him realise how important this was.
�Who did you sleep with?�
�No one.�
He threw his hands in the air. �Angel! I didn�t fucking infect myself, did I! God!�
Liam watched him, his body sliding back on the bed, instinctively trying to get away from the agitated waves radiating from Will. �Infect with what?� Liam asked, obviously confused.
Will swallowed. �You know what? No.� He stood up and grabbed his coat. He watched the ground, refusing to look at him. �I�m going now.�
�Why?� he cried, getting up.
�Because I just � I need to think, about a few things.� He glanced up and then looked back down at the floor. �I may need a few days off for it.�
�How long?� he pouted.
�I don�t know.� He said, watching their feet.
Liam fidgeted. �Will you come see me?�
�No. That�s not what you do on breaks.� He said sharply, looking up at him bitterly.
Now he looked hurt. Will let out a small sigh at himself.
�Are you angry at me?� he asked, looking up with the puppy dog eyes Will saw while he slept. The eyes he had risked so much for.
He decided not to lie. �A little.�
Liam�s mouth gaped open and he looked scared. �But� why?�
How could he explain this? This was all useless and it was breaking his heart. �Because you�re lying to me!�
Liam�s gaze moved to the wall and he shook his head at it. Will�s heart crumpled. �I� I have to go��
�No Daddy, please. Stay, and � we�ll play!� He said faux cheerily, stepping to him and grabbing his hand.
�I don�t think so.� Will said quietly to the door.
Liam sank back down onto his bed despondently. �Don�t be upset with me.� He pleaded.
�Don�t lie to me.� He answered simply.
�But� what if � pen�� He trailed off softly looking down at the floor, his hands in his lap.
�I�ll just be gone for a little while.�
�� back?� he asked his shoes.
�Yeah, I�ll be back.� Will answered.
�Are you still upset with me?� he asked, looking up at Will, hurt brown deer eyes blinking rapidly.
He sighed. �No, Angel, I�m not upset with you.� He said.
Liam smiled a little. Will smiled back in his direction, not looking at him, thinking he�d cry if he did, and slipped out the door, closing it with a click.
***
Will shook his head blearily and slid off the couch. He walked unsteadily to the kitchen.
�Stras, aalwis stras� he mumbled to himself, trying to get the lid off the new bottle of bourbon with clumsy fingers. �Stras!� He wiped his mouth with the back off his hand and got the bottle open.
He knocked back a gulp.
�Tha�s blurry goo�.�
He shook his head again and walked back to the couch on the swaying floor. �Oomf!� He grunted out as he fell.
He lay on the floor, trying to make his bourbon stay upright as his eyes tried to close. He looked up and swore he could see Liam watching him from the couch.
He was asleep before he could call out to him.
**~~**
Angel lay under his bed and peeked out at the white-blue moonlight on the ceiling.
Will hadn�t seen him in a week. He was dying. He was just trying to breathe. Everyone just told him Will was sick, or on holidays but it wasn�t enough, he wanted to see him.
He wasn�t hungry, he couldn�t eat. Didn�t want to do anything, or go anywhere. Didn�t want to paint. Couldn�t get the stars to sing. None of them. The nights, for the first time in years, were better than day. He was always alone at night, so it wasn�t different, but the days � they drew out like a blade. They were long and Will wasn�t in them. He felt sick. He hoped Will would come back. He was just sinking lower and lower. He was up to his chin now, he�d drown if Will didn�t come back to pull him out soon.
�Oh my pretty little Doll.� He looked out from under the frame to see En looking at him from the doorway. �You sleep under the bed, how lovely.�
He was a little surprised. How did En get here? He was so quiet. How did he�
En tentatively reached out with his hand and stretched it out into the room, surprised. �I guess because the state owns this room, not you.� He stepped inside.
�Come out, I have something for you.� He rested back on his haunches, smiling at him. �Come on��
He slid out and sat against his bed. En smiled and came to sit next to him. �Look what I did for you.�
He seemed very excited. He held out an envelope and Angel took it, feeling En�s arm wrap around his shoulders and his nose sniffle into his hair like he was smelling a rose.
He opened the envelope and there were photographs inside, big strange square ones. Old type photos. He pulled one out and saw Steve�s face, blinded by the flash, whitened by it, a blue and green silk scarf around his mouth, looking terrified.
Angel�s heart picked up and En�s hand immediately moved over it feeling the beat. �Lovely.� He murmured, rough, much rougher and lower than his voice should go. En seemed to make him scared, even when he was trying to be nice.
He looked at the next one, a shirt cut open, a liquid silver knife against Steve�s belly, making the skin dip around the sharp tip. He put them down. He didn�t want to see anymore and stared straight ahead.
�Don�t like the present.� En said with a pout in his voice.
�Don�t like blood.� He said, hinting that he knew blood was in the next few pictures. He sensed it. En had killed him. Killed. The stars were silent. Was he to blame because he wished Steve dead?
�I�m going to find Harlen for you now, Pretty. He never learnt that there are things even vampires shouldn�t ruin. Vampires wouldn�t ruin a Van Gogh, or a da Vinci. There are things you don�t touch. I speak painters as I believe you would understand about art?� he voice was like the silk and liquid silver in the photos.
He nodded as a sharp fingernail traced patterns on the underside of his chin. It tickled, zig zagging lightly along his jaw.
He swallowed. �Are you a vampire?�
A humming laugh. �You�ll just scream if I tell you the answer.�
He thought he was one. He swallowed again.
�Why �?�
�Bored.�
He wanted to help Angel because he was bored?
�What? People help animals because they�re bored, and they aren�t half as pretty as you.�
He shook his head at the cold words on his ear. �Don�t hurt me.�
He laughed, smothering it in Angel�s shoulder. �I won�t, I promised you I wouldn�t.�
He wondered if En was going to play with him. He wouldn�t fight him off, not with those pictures in the room, but he�d think about Will, he promised himself. He�d pretend.
En�s fingers were brushing gently against his neck, tickling him, making him shy away from the ticklish feeling.
�Pretty little thing. But I must take my leave.� He stood. �I hope you�ll enjoy the photos. This is my art. This is how I paint. You inspired me.�
He nodded, stealing glances at his face. A quick sweep of fingers through his hair and En was gone. Angel gathered up the photos, not looking at them, and stuck the envelope in a sketchpad in his drawer. He shivered. He didn�t want those things in here.
En hadn�t tried to play with him. That was good. He wished Will would come back though. He closed his eyes and wished really hard. When he opened them the room was still dark and empty. He shivered again, hoping En had locked his door. He slid under the bed and the door was the last thing he remembered before dreamless sleep.
**~~**
A week. He drummed impatiently on the steering wheel as he waited for the green light to blink on. A week. To get things figured. To get himself figured.
The red light blinked off, the green on. He squealed away, leaving some tire on the road.
He managed to find himself after drinking a barrel of vodka one night and spending the next day driving the porcelain bus. It was enough. Will has washed his hands.
He was going to leave him.
It was soul-destroying, living like this. He couldn�t do it. He�d put in his notice today, and pretty soon, he�d be back in England.
Without Liam.
He gripped the steering wheel and tried to focus. He�d be heart broken for a while, he knew that. Shattered and smelling of spirits for weeks. But � time heals all wounds. He just had to detach. Say his goodbyes and � detach.
And that�s why you�re carrying Liam�s pencil in your pocket.
He told his mind to be quiet and pulled up to the guard�s station.
�Will.� Clive said.
�Clive.� He answered. �What�s new?�
�Not much, how was the holiday, go anywhere good?�
The bathroom floor had seemed really good at the time. �Nah, just a break.�
�Yeah don�t I know it.�
Will smiled and scanned the security pass, Clive letting him through without any bother as usual. He drove to his usual space and opened the door. He made his way to the break room.
Just detach. One step at a time and then detach.
Liam will be here for a very long time, can you live with that? Moving on when he can�t?
His conscience had seemed to change it�s usual tone of �unethical unethical� to �rah rah Liam� very quickly. It was annoying. He�d been using vodka and bourbon to drown the voice out all week.
Liam hasn�t changed. He doesn�t understand he�s not supposed to act like a kitten and he doesn�t understand he�s supposed to be monogamous. That�s not his fault.
He frowned. It was all so confusing.
Could he live like that, constantly watching to make sure Liam wasn�t � but then again, what if he wasn�t any different to Liam, he was just another person to play with � and what�
He was making a coffee in the staff room, when he heard the door open. Two nurses walked in gossiping furiously. One was the man that had told him about Liam�s depression. They saw him and the one he had talked to, smiled. He smiled back and went back to watching the water boil.
�That�s what I�m saying.� The one he knew said in a hushed voice. �� he had a lot of gambling problems.�
�Yeah that�s what I thought. He was all pissed off one day, remember, about the dog races!�
�Yeah, so they�re thinking it was a mob attack. Didn�t pay a debt maybe? Wiped him out. Real satanic. Vicious.�
�Yeah? Wow.�
The man leant forward. Will could make out every few words. �And � cut right through �. Bled to � hacked off and in his mouth!�
The men made pained faces and Will could guess what exactly had been hacked off. He wondered who they were gossiping about. They didn�t seem too distressed by his untimely death, whoever it was.
�I know. But you gotta keep it quiet, they have no leads at the moment.�
�Oh I will. I will.�
�Yeah anyway, I�m taking over his Liam-watching all this week.�
�Oh, well he�s always good isn�t he?�
Will span around. �Sorry? Couldn�t help it, who are you taking over from?� He asked, hoping Barry hadn�t been killed. He liked Barry. Liam liked him too; Barry was always nice to him.
�Steve.�
Will blanched and both men peered at him. His mind skipped past the fact Steve had been murdered and latched onto the other point. �What? Steve watched Liam? When?�
�Didn�t you know, he took over from �.� He voice was underwater now, �Cause he has a new baby, and used the time to ��
Will zoned out from the details.
Steve had volunteered for alone time with Liam.
Oh God. Oh fucking �
He rushed out, hearing the man�s abrupt, insulted finish follow him as he ran down the hallway.
**~~**
Will was ignoring him. He hated him.
Angel had never, ever, felt this bad. The stars hadn�t murmured for days. Not a sound. He crouched in the corner of his room, the door closed, rocking back and forth. He tried to knock some sound into his head.
Will hated him.
The stars hated him for losing Will.
He was all alone.
He could hear himself crying. Could hear the dull thunk of his head against the wall, could feel the dizzy sickness from the impact.
He didn�t care.
Will�
He was never going to see him again. He screamed out loud at the thought, forcing it away, but it kept stabbing into him, stubbornly, blackly, wanted him to feel every needle of the possibility.
Will was gonna get a new job. Leave him here. Leave him to rot with his memories. What if he forgot? Could he forget what had happened? He whined.
He crawled forward, found the paper Will had written �kiss� all over, that day in the art room and turned around. There was a bloody smear against the wall where he had been sitting. It didn�t matter. He crawled back and sat in the same safe position. His head was throbbing. He scratched the back off his head, mewling at the sharp bites of pain and then started rocking again, holding the sheet of crinkled paper to his chest. It was tangible, something Will had done for him that he could hold onto, he�d keep it, keep it safe. Even if Will didn�t come ba� he�d have a small piece of him. Was that enough? He looked down at it and realised he�d gotten bloody red fingerprints all over it.
It was destroyed.
�No�� He started crying.
The empty silence in his head was deafening, his put his hand up to his head to stop the headache, could still hear himself screaming at the red, at the silent glaring stars.
He looked back down at the smeared paper. He had to fix it. He had to keep it, forever.
He slipped across the ground again.
**~~**
Baby I�m sorry, I�m sorry I�m sorry I�m sorry�
Will jogged across the ward to the sleeping quarters.
I�m so sorry baby, I didn�t know, you didn�t tell me sweetheart, I didn�t know�
**~~**
He tipped the glass of water over it trying to sweep the blood off with it.
It tore soggily and everything crashed to black. He curled up on the ice, alone. Forever.
**~~**
He slowed to a brisk walk as he saw the wing guard watching television. They nodded at each other.
�Just need a quick word with Liam, right?�
�Fine Dr Telleck, shipment of Stelazine isn�t in yet, trucks running late so I won�t be through for half an hour. They can busy themselves till then.� He said, disinterestedly turning back to his show.
Will walked towards Liam�s room, apprehension growling in his stomach. He peeked in the window, horrified to see Liam curled up bloodily on the floor, shivering. He undid the lock and yanked the heavy door open.
�Baby�� He whispered.
Liam murmured painfully. Will shut the door in case Liam started screaming. He hated seeing the nurses knock him out with hypodermic needles of inescapable sleep.
�Baby, Angel?� he said kneeling down, rubbing his hands over the familiar shoulders, sides and arms, realising how much he�d missed the sleek body.
�Will�?� He murmured.
�Baby it�s me, I�m here, I�m so sorry for what happened with Steve pet, I am so sorry, I promise you I thought it was over, I promise.�
Liam looked up at him groggily, stripes of blood on his temple. He blinked sad red veined eyes.
�Where�s all this blood come from?� he asked, watching him sadly.
Liam reached up and put his hands behind his head and then looked at them confused. �Daddy, my head hurts��
�Angel cat,� He breathed looking at the bloody head-print on the wall, �I�m sorry, I didn�t know.� He repeated, trying to make it alright. He should�ve known, he should�ve � picked up on it, or � something! He was the psychiatrist here.
�Didn�t know what?�
�About Steve�� He kissed him, feeling wet limp lips beneath his own.
Liam started crying. �Will?� He asked, grabbing at his shirt like he was going to run off. �I destroyed it...� He hiccupped.
�Destroyed what, kitten?�
He picked up some soggy paper from the ground and held it out crumpled in his hand for Will to see. �What is it?� he asked.
�Your kisses.� He gave the soggy lump to Will. �I�m sorry Daddy, I�m �� he broke off into tears again, clutching at his shirt, at his shoulders, trying to bring him closer.
Will had no idea what it was.
�Its okay baby, you can draw it again�� He said, taking a stab at it.
Liam shook his head into Will�s shirt. �You drew it.�
Will couldn�t remember anything he�d drawn, let alone kisses for Li � He suddenly realised. That day from the art room, the day he�d met Steve, he�d given him his goodbye kisses on paper.
He should�ve realised graphite on paper, especially for Liam, would be important to him. He�d kept it. That was love.
�Here baby.� He said soothingly.
He pulled out some paper from the drawer and the pencil Liam had given him on their anniversary from his pocket. Liam watched him, resting his forehead on Will�s shoulder. Will quickly wrote kiss and love you and beautiful on the paper, along with two smiley faces in the bottom, one with shaggy hair, small cartoon hearts around their faces.
�You can keep this one.�
Liam looked up at him with grateful wet doe eyes. Will�s stomach flipped over itself in love.
�You left. You were upset.�
�I was. I thought � I thought you were seeing other people.� He said apologetically. He should�ve know Liam would never do that to him, not if he had a choice.
Should�ve should�ve should�ve.
�I know about Steve. He � played with you didn�t he?� He sat against the hard metal bed.
Liam tried to crawl into his lap and Will compromised by letting him sit on his thigh, holding him against his chest. ��and ever.� He mumbled.
�Did you want to do it with Steve?� he asked, worry creeping in.
�No never, it was black and angry.�
Will kissed his forehead. His poor kitty. �Did he say he was going to tell Wilthos?�
�He said you�d be in trouble. And that �� he trailed off. �And that you�d be angry because I wanted it. That you�d leave.� He paused, bent over, trying to rest his head against Will�s neck. �I didn�t want to. I hated it.�
That explains why Liam started sleeping under the bed, why he was so depressed. Great therapist he was, picking up on all that so speedily. He rolled his eyes at himself as Liam found comfort in trying to get as much as their bodies touching as possible.
�Do you forgive me Baby?� Will asked, neediness creeping into his voice.
Angel nodded, kissing his neck.
�Completely?�
�Completely.�
�That makes one of us.� He murmured. �I don�t deserve you.� He said, clich� but true. Liam deserved a lot better than what he could give him.
Licks and purrs were his response. It was a good response. He wanted to forget about the guard but he couldn�t. Getting caught always niggled at the back of his mind, telling him to be as quick as possible when all he wanted to do was take his time and bask in Liam�s affections.
�I love you Pet. Kitty. Love you.�
Liam straddled him, and he could feel his hardness jutting into his belly. He cupped Will�s face in his hands and kissed him, lightly, just a brush of his lips against Will�s. Will closed his eyes and let himself fly at the feeling. Liam�s hot body on top of him, aroused and eager, his breath against his chin in puffs, his lips hovering fractions from his own. And then he sank again, realising he couldn�t stay.
�Baby, I have to go.�
Liam whined loudly, irritated. He was obviously getting as sick as Will at the whole situation. �I want you to stay.� He pouted. �I want to play with you.� He ground his crotch against Will�s.
He definitely wanted to play.
�I know pretty, but the guard will catch us if we start. I want to play too.�
�Then we will.� He said determined. He leant back down and caught him in a kiss. Will sank into the lips, allowing himself to tease Liam�s tongue with his own, allowing himself to work his mouth against Liam�s and feel him submit and open up. Then he pulled away, gaining some control of himself. Liam whined and tried to lock their mouths again.
�Pet��
�I just got you back, I don�t want you to go.�
�I�m not far. We�ll have a session, a long one, to make up for me being stupid, right?�
Liam looked unconvinced.
�And we�ll play.�
His eyes heated. Will realised it had been a while. His own cock was starting to harden from the friction of Liam grinding himself into Will�s lap. He tried to make his cock ignore the wet patch on Liam�s sweat pants, and how much it was turning him on.
�But I�m horny now.� He said, emphasising the last word, staring into Will�s eyes as he moved on his lap. Will stood them both up trying not to lose resolve and start grinding back.
�This afternoon baby.�
Liam whined and wrapped himself around Will, body against body. Will gritted his teeth against the waves of lust in his lower belly. There was nothing he�d rather be doing than sliding into Liam�s tight horny body, but it wasn�t an option right now.
�I thought I would be� but �Never alone�� Liam murmured before kissing his neck again.
His body longed for a time when it was always an option. Any minute he wanted to claim the body, he could. He groaned as his cock picked up on the thought, twitching.
Great. Now he was going to have to walk the halls with a hard on.
�Good kitty for you, look after me. Need it now.�
His cock argued that seeing as it was already awake a few quick rubs wouldn�t do him any harm. He straddled Liam�s leg and started working himself against the hard long thigh. Liam bent his leg forward helpfully; mouth curled in a seductive grin as he watched Will give in.
�Ooh baby��
�Kitty�ll help.� His hand slipped Will�s pants open and snaked inside.
Will groaned as a talented motion began, pulling his foreskin over the head and then back down, three fingers and a thumb making a tight ring. He grabbed Liam�s shoulders. �Get me off baby.�
Liam�s hand quickened, became rougher and tighter. He saw Liam�s other hand slip down into his sweatpants and bring his own prick out, pulling it roughly, the same pace, his face grimacing at the pleasure of the rough treatment. He brought his own hand down to cup Liam�s balls, enjoying the shudders that ran through the body, the small high noises. He wrapped his other hand round Liam�s backside, pulling him close.
Soon, abstinence and lust both playing in the quick release, he came over the long, artist fingers. He dropped his head against Liam�s shoulder and heard him come with a groan, feeling his hips rock into his own like a shot. He rolled his forehead a bit so he could look down, his cock twitching at the sight of Liam�s come stuck between his cock and Will�s own jean-clad thigh.
�Oh Pet� oh�� He shook his head. No words. He�d forgotten how good it was.
Liam panted into his shoulder. �We�re still going to play tonight right?�
�You�re insatiable.�
He hummed. Singing. It had been a while since he�d heard that too.
�Can I sit down Daddy? I�m tired.�
He realised Liam had been supporting his full weight. He guided him onto the bed, and lay him down on his back, kissed him as he zipped himself up. Liam rolled over and stretched out his hand to the floor. Will searched for some tissues to wipe up Liam�s obvious white spend from his black jeans.
Liam grabbed a piece of paper and rolled back. It was the paper Will had written on. He smothered Liam�s face with quick kisses until he was giggling and then used some scrap paper to scrape it the come off. He looked up and Liam was licking his fingers.
He groaned and quickly left the room before he rolled Liam back and slammed into his arse unprepared. He kissed the air and locked the door behind him, nodding to the guard as he administered meds to a jittery looking man, five doors up.
**
�I�m a kitty, purr�� Liam said, jiggling at the door, obviously horny, not quenched at all by the mornings encounter. He kept knocking Will�s hands away from the keyhole with his excited advances.
He was ecstatically happy. Will smiled.
He finally got the bloody door open and let a bouncing Liam inside.
Three and a half hours.
Will sighed happily watching Liam do his usual scrutiny of the room.
They had three and a half hours. With each other.
�Did you hear Daddy?� He asked, eyes full of secrets.
�Hear what?�
�Steve isn�t coming back.�
Will had heard, from the office gossips, from the police and from the news readers. He�d been killed. Brutally. Skin ripped off for hours, brutally. Couldn�t happen to a nicer guy. But still� Will felt like something had been stolen from him.
He�d wanted to do it.
The thought had been broiling in his head all day. He�d wanted to kill Steve. Wanted to, with his hands, choke the life from him until his eyes �
�What did you hear?� he asked, ignoring his thoughts.
�Just that. He�s not coming back. That�s what Cole said. Never!� He clapped his hands in excitement and Will felt horribly sad for a moment. He was just happy because he wasn�t going to see his rapist anymore. He almost ran to him, knocking into him he covered his lips with a kiss, holding his waist and leaning him back, feeling the complete trust, the love.
�We�re going to play now?�
�Do you want to?�
He nodded eagerly. �All evening. Until the stars shine and the cats sing.� He kissed his lips. �Make me sing?�
Will�s cock was eagerly listening to Liam�s lust coloured pleas.
�Anything baby.�
He felt Liam�s hand cupping and pressing against the crotch of his jeans. �Awake and wanting me.�
�Always.�
�Happy that I�m all purry.�
�God Yes, Pet, you have no idea.� He loved it when Liam was happy. Nothing mattered as long as he was happy.
Liam posed, looking up through his lashes. He stroked his neck and pouted. �No collar.�
Will internally slapped his forehead. He held up a finger and then ran to his desk, pulling out the scrap of leather that meant so much to them. Liam somehow regressed to a fourteen-year-old schoolgirl when he saw his collar, jumping up and down on the spot and clapping and giggling.
�Alright Pet, don�t explode.� He laughed.
Liam ran up and held his hands out like a baby wanting to be picked up.
�I�ll put it on for you.�
Liam grinned and turned around; purring as Will slipped the leather around his neck and did up the thongs. �Too tight?� He asked, the words coming out much deeper and huskier than they were meant to. He smoothed his hands down Liam�s sides, familiarising himself with the hard body again.
�Meow.� He turned around. �Meow.� He rubbed his cheek along Will�s and Will snorted as his cock twitched, sending sparks through his belly. It really loved this game.
�Good kitty.� Will murmured, looking at the smoky eyes. Liam meowed. �My kitty.� He growled.
Liam leapt forward and immediately tried to stick his hands down Will�s pants, kissing over his face and neck.
�Whoa!�
He pushed him back onto the couch, kneeling in front of him. �Yours.�
Will nodded. He liked that. It was making him horny, watching Liam kneel before him, collared, pouting and posing as he proclaimed he belonged to Will. He believed Will owned him.
Will�s prick devoured the thought. His kitty. His kitty was at the moment, divulging him of his jeans and boots, crouching in front of him.
�You first. I want to see all of you.� He said leaning back in the chair.
Liam smiled and stood up, quickly slipping out of his uniform and boots, until he was naked, standing before Will like he was on show.
�Turn around for a bit Pet.� He breathed, holding his cock to keep it from demanding attention at the sight.
Liam turned, muscles working beneath his skin, and faced away, his wide shoulders, narrow waist and whiter butt on display. Will made an �o� of appreciation. This was his. He was so fucking lucky. He pulled his tee shirt off.
�Come �ere.� He said gently pulling Liam back by his hips. He patted down his backside for a moment, rubbing and squeezing the flesh while Liam giggled. His cock loved the sight that he was devouring, drooling and twitching. He held Liam�s thighs and pushed his torso forward, so his cheeks parted to show off � other pleasures.
He gave him a lick, along his crack, angling his head so he started behind his balls and up, over displayed arsehole, up to the ticklish patch of skin below the tailbone.
��Pencils!�
Will snorted and lapped at his anus quickly, like he was licking an ice cream. His hand teased at his own cock, soothing the fire inside by rubbing and stroking.
�Oh, god Daddy I need! �. Pencils!�
He pulled away, chuckling. �Draw it later baby.� He murmured, leaning back in.
He saw Liam nodding over and over, heard him panting. His cock was drooling at the sight, the sensations. He pulled away again and leant back. Liam turned around and stared down at his pumping hand mesmerised for a second.
�� and then paint�� he said, distractedly.
�Like watching me pet?�
He nodded slowly. He watched Liam�s eyes bounce with the movement of his hand.
�The stars are back Daddy. Loud. Singing because you�re here. They couldn�t breathe without you.�
�I know Baby, I�m sorry. I won�t do it again. Never do it again, I promise on my life.�
Liam nodded absently, licking his lips. He was a voyeur at heart. He loved to watch. Will wished he had ceiling to floor mirrors so Liam could watch himself being fucked.
He�d love that, Will bet.
Will would love it too. He imagined briefly, putting him on all fours and pushing into him, watching his mouth open, his eyebrows crinkle his forehead at the sheer sensuality of it.
Liam kneeled on the floor and watched, curiosity sheening his eyes as Will pumped his cock for him. His spread his legs wide as he looked on, and snorted a laugh when Liam�s hand automatically went to his own penis and pumped it in time, watching with glazed over eyes.
Will stopped working his cock and leant back against the couch, shifting his butt down so he was more comfortable.
�Milk?�
�Come sit on my lap baby.� He purred.
Liam licked his lips at his hard cock trying to rest along his stomach and then stood. He put one knee beside Will�s on the couch and looked a little confused.
�You�re right pet, you�re right, just�� He dragged his other leg off the floor and put it on the other side of him, getting a slap in the mouth from Liam�s wet cock as he fell forward a little. Liam giggled.
�Kiss me?� he said, dirtily, looking down at himself.
Will shuffled down a bit and kissed the tip of Liam�s cock before licking up the shaft and circling the ridge of skin. He sucked the head into his mouth, holding Liam in place by a hand squeezing around the base, and massaged the slit with the point of his tongue. Liam thrust forward, so he brought his head closer to the flat stomach and swallowed more of his cock. He could feel Liam twitching in his mouth, could feel big hot hands around his jaw. He moved back and forward, taking the stretch of his mouth and throat in stride, concentrating on the air and the taste and the smell and the pretty sounds Liam was making.
Soon, Liam was thrusting like he was going to shoot so he pulled off with a smirk. �Not yet.�
He wriggled back up the couch, ignoring Liam�s pleads and whimpers and got them both into position.
�Okay baby, sit down��
Liam looked between his legs and sat slowly, gasping like a frigid teenager when the dull head of Will�s cock touched his hole, making it spasm.
Will groaned when he didn�t lower any further and reached up with one hand on Liam�s hip to guide him down. Liam seemed a lot more comfortable with Will in control and sat down fully, his eyebrows raising like it was a shock as Will�s cock speared into him.
He closed his eyes as he sat on Will�s thighs; Will clenching his fingers tight around Liam�s hips to try to maintain control as the passage spasmed around him pleasurably. Tortuously.
�Daddy.� He smiled. �Meow. Good kitty playing.�
Will groaned, he was addicted to Liam�s games. They turned him on so much, made him single minded, geared for sex.
�Milk?�
�Oooh, after, Pet.�
Liam was incoherent, more so than usual. But he understood what was happening and used his lean thigh muscles to raise himself up so that his tight anus clamped around only the tip of Will�s cock before he sat back down with an excited noise. He did it again, and again, Will holding onto his hips as the image of Liam bouncing happily on his cock threatened to make him shoot and spoil the moment.
�Riding you Will.�
�Yeah�� he groaned out in an answer, �Keep going sweets.�
He did, raising his soon sweat covered body up and down on the prick, moaning every time he got the reward of a brush against his prostrate.
�Good kitty.� He breathed at the wall, �Good for Daddy.�
Will nodded on the couch, and the movement caught Liam�s attention, and he basked in it like it was the sun.
�Pretty.� Liam mewled.
He gave a harsh thrust and watched Liam�s eyes roll back as he groaned. He resumed letting Liam set the pace. Liam�s eyes were watching his as he moved up and down, focused on him.
�I want to come Daddy.� He said sitting back on the prick inside him holding himself up by clasping his hands on Will�s shoulders.
�Make yourself.� He said, lifting his legs to rock Liam forward. He grabbed his collar bringing him close. �I want to watch you.�
Liam grinned and started rocking back and forwards instead of bouncing, his inner wall squeezing tightly around the cock inside every time he shifted.
�Gorgeous,� Will breathed, running his hands over the body, �Most beautiful thing I�ve ever bloody seen�
Liam raised and eyebrow, meowed and licked his palm slowly. He wrapped it around his cock squeezing along it slowly, forcing out a glob of clear precome.
Will started bucking up into him as he swayed.
Liam�s other hand drifted down to play with his balls, cupping them, circling against them with his palm gently. He threw his head back, trying to coordinate his pumps with the thrusts he was receiving. He started jiggling back and forth after a while, whining and cooing and fluttering his eyelashes.
He was going to come.
�Daddy!� he grunted. �Oh� oooom.�
Will started slamming into him, holding onto his hips to lift him up, the sight of such a beautiful creature, impaled on him, bringing himself off on the pleasure of it, was making his orgasm scratch against the insides of his balls.
�I love you, I love you.� Will murmured senselessly, grabbing at any words flicking through his head. �Bloody love you, never letting you go, so sorry baby, you belong to me, my fucking kitten - no one else�s, I love you��
Liam let himself fall back, limp as he pounded his cock, and Will reached out worried and grabbed his arm so he didn�t fall off his lap and onto the coffee table. He came with a low guttural groan, spilling over his hand and making Will moan as he shot down onto his stomach as well. Will wiped his fingers across his belly and stuck them in his mouth, releasing into Liam�s channel as the bright tang of his lover sparked his tastebuds alive.
He disappeared for a moment, before regaining his senses, first hearing Liam�s contented mewls, then seeing him worn out and sleepy, then feeling him, heavy on his lap, his cock still deep inside him.
Liam�s gaze drifted over his shoulder calm and foggily, as he sat panting on Will�s thighs. A trickle of sweat ran down his chest.
�So gorgeous Pet, I love fucking you.�
He smiled happily at the point over Will�s shoulder and posed , cocking his head. Will let his head drop back on the couch as he heaved his breath in and out, Liam�s cock and balls resting sleepily on his stomach as he leant forward, rocking on his knees painfully.
He �shhhh�ed at the point behind Will, holding a shaky finger to his lips and smiled again. His eyes were still focused on the spot even though he was slumping, tired, and his eyelids were trying to close. He �shhhh�ed again at the spot.
Will looked over his shoulder and saw Wilthos standing in the doorway with a look of absolute disgusted shock slashed across his face, hand still numbly holding the door open.
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