Delicate

By Tippy446

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Book 2: The Fated Chronicles Will doesn't trust anyone. Doesn't let them in because he doesn't want to get hu... More

Author's Note
Grammar Nazis
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Extra
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
NOT AN UPDATE
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
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Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Extra
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Extra
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
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Chapter 80
Writing Delicate
Epilogue 1
Epilogue 2
Delicate Extra 1

Chapter 69

103K 3.6K 13.2K
By Tippy446

Warning: The following programme includes scenes of sex between a human and a werewolf, proceed with caution.

CHAPTER 69 = 69ING!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Okay, I'm calm. You're calm. We're calm. It's calm.

Enjoy the programme

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Damon's P.O.V

"A bird!" Hagen shouts desperately. 

Will claps his hands, his eyes almost exploding in their sockets as he nods his head furiously.

I cover my mouth to stop myself from laughing out loud, but it was really fucking hard not to when my old man was wheezing right beside me, rocking back and forth with his amusement.

Will ignores us, his full attention on his Charades partner.

With the word bird identified, Will stops flapping his arms and tucks them up into him like wings. Going up on his tippy toes, he holds the pose for a moment before he dives down in the best imitation of a predator he could manage.

That sends me over the edge.

I bark a laugh as I roll on my side, Pops slaps to my back only making the whole thing worse.

"Damon," dad hisses in a warning despite the fact he was biting his lip hard.

We were all competitive in this family and it was no different when it came to simple family games. In charades, dad hated it if we were anything but quiet when someone else was playing. I could usually follow that rule without any problem, but seeing my mate running around, pretending to be a bird, that was fucking hysterical.

"A-An eagle!" Hagen guesses but Will shakes his head, "A... shit, um, a falcon?!"

Will shakes his head again, glancing at the timer that only had a few seconds left.

"Those are the only birds I got," Hagen admits as he sags back into the couch in defeat. 

He immediately straightens himself when Will pierces him with a glare that said he'd fucking kill him if they didn't get this.

Something I discovered today, my little human was just as competitive as the rest of us.

With Hagen back in the game, Will goes back to his best demonstration of a bird, running around the living room with a piercing gaze that completely went over Hagen's head. But it was okay since it had the rest of us dying with laughter, even Peter had to lift his book up to muffle his giggles.

"You didn't tell me your mate was an avian shifter," Pops whispers in my ear, his joke so fucking stupid that it was somehow funny. 

I shove him away from me, trying to keep myself together. But when he watched me straight in my eyes, clearly trying to make me laugh, it was a useless fight.

Sometimes I really hated this asshole.

As a last attempt, Will snatches Peter's book from him and opens it on a random page. He scans the pages furiously with his eyes and points to Hagen before going back to his weird diving bird act. 

"Oh! Ohh! Uhhh!" Hagen shouts as he shifts to the end of the couch before jumping up to his feet. Will stops to stare at him, his eyes pleading, "A hawk? You're a fucking hawk!" Hagen cries out desperately just before the timer goes off.

"Yes! Yes!" Will cries out as he jumps up and down while Hagen cheers happily. 

"How was that a hawk?" Josey asks as she gets up to add the point to the scoreboard. 

"Studying him like a hawk," Will says as he gives Peter his book back with an apology, "it's actually watching you like a hawk, but he didn't get anything else, so I just tried that."

"And it worked," Hagen beams. The pair do an air-high five before Will crashes beside me, a wide smile on his face.

We'd been at the house since lunch and I expected Will to want to leave hours ago, but he didn't even hint at it. At no point did he seem bored or uncomfortable, and time just flew by without either of us noticing it.

It was because of everyone else though, they made him laugh so much that at some points, tears spring to his eyes. And a smile was always close to his lips as he got to know everyone better, relaxing with the family I wanted him to claim as his own.

If anything, I'd been the one between us who'd been less relaxed. But I couldn't help it. After all the shit Will had to go through with his parents and the deceased vermin, Theo and I had trouble leaving his side for even a moment.

But our mate was strong if nothing else, and was quick to push me away for 'hovering' so that he could hang out with Hagen and Peter in peace when they invited him to check out something to do with their Manadrin lessons.

"I'm fine Damon," Will had said while he palmed my cheek, "I'm happy and I'm having the best time with everyone, you don't have to worry about me."

I didn't think I'd ever stop worrying about Will, but I had relaxed since then and let myself enjoying being home. 

The day had been the most fun I'd had with everyone in a long time.

I didn't feel like I was looking in from the outside, but a part of everything, and before I knew it, I found myself laughing and teasing everyone the way I always did with Will. It felt a little weird at first, being so free with them, but soon enough, it felt like something had slid into place.

I'd been nothing short of smiles for the whole day, making Will and I look like nauseatingly happy pair of idiots.  

When Hagen suggested we play a game, it had been Dad who'd suggested charades, and I couldn't stop myself from tackling him with a hug while the others ignorantly pushed the furniture back for more room. 

We played a lot of games together as a family, and Charades wasn't his favourite by a longshot, but he still chose it because he knew it would be best for Will's eyesight. 

So squeezing the living daylights out of him was the only reasonable reaction. That and choosing him to be my partner for the game.

Dad's eyes had lit up like lanterns before he'd nodded his head furiously and hugged me back. After which, he'd declared confidently that we would be the ones to win, a glance at the chalk scoreboard proved that he wasn't wrong.

Peter and Grandpa - 4

Hagen and Will - 6

Dad and Damon - 9

Without a partner, Josey had readily taken up the role of whispering what word was on the card for Will and also keeping score. More than happy to set back and watch the rest of us act like fools, she filmed as much as she could too.

She sent the clips to Levi who sent lots of voice notes back, all filled with laughter from both him and Jayson. Jayson only poked fun at the old man, successfully managing to make him fume from another country.

"You guys are up next," Josey says pointing to Dad and me. 

"One more and we win this," Dad says as he stands and goes to the card deck.

"Don't sound so cocky," Pops says gruffly beside me as he glares at his mate before he sends one my way, "lose," he says simply because apparently that was supposed to work.

"No," I reply in a mocking tone.

A chuckle from dad breaks our staredown. We both turn to look at him. He was smiling widely, confidence rolling off him in waves that calmed me.

We had this in the bag.

"Ready?" Josey asks, his fingers hovering over the button to start the timer.

"Ready," Dad and I confirm at the same time.

The second Josey starts the three minutes, Dad gets to work.

Stretching his arms out in front of him as if he was holding onto a railing, dad leans back and sets his body in a first stance. 

"Gliding, skiing," I list and he gestures for me to keep going with that thought.

Going down to the ground he lies down on his stomach and stretches his arms out as if he was freestyling, but his body was laid firm and his head was up.

"Surfing?" I hazard and he nods before jumping to his feet and taking his original stance, "water," he nods again, "water skiing?" 

"And that lady and gentlemen, is how it's done," dad says with a mock yawn. 

Everyone but Peter groans their annoyance, booing us both loudly while I sit up to give dad a high five that makes my hand sting. 

"Don't be upset," I say to Pops who was literally steaming from his ears, "be better."

"I hate that I raised you," he grinds out childishly which gets him smacked upside the head by dad when he passed by.

Laughing, I lean back and stretch my arm over the top of the couch for Will to lean against me. He comes despite his grumblings, he really hated losing, but not enough to reject my warmth.

"If Will and I had a bit more time, we would've destroyed all of you," Hagen says confidently before he glances to Will for confirmation.

"Destroyed," Will repeats with a nod. "Hospitalized. Emergency care. Destroyed."

I snort and he tries to pull away, but I keepy him to me. I kiss him all over his cheeks to placate him, and after a few seconds, he snuggles back into my side.

Humans.

"We'll beat them next time Peter," Pops says as he leans over to pat Peter's knee, "they won't know what hit them."

"S-Sorry Papa," Peter mumbles behind his hair.

"Hey, none of that," Pops says as he gives Peter a shake that made him stiffen like a board before he relaxed, "I was the one who held you back, I'll be better next time."

It didn't matter that Peter's nerves had been what held them back, Pops taking the blame made Peter smile a bit, his shame falling away as he nodded his head firmly.

"We won't lose," Pops says with a smirk before he glares at Will, "we can't lose to a human again."

Will doesn't shy away from Pops jabs, he hadn't all day and he wasn't about to start now. Instead, he smirks with a placating nod, "I'm sure you won't. I have faith in you." 

Before Pops could respond, dad covers his mouth and smiles at the rest of us, "two of you come warm the food with me. The rest of you go set the table."

"We just had lunch," I start but my words quiet themselves as a glance out the window reveals the dark skies and glittering stars I hadn't even noticed. 

I thought the Sun was just going down, I didn't know it was already gone and packed up for the night.

"Are you two staying for dinner?" Dad asks when he catches my gaze. I could see the want in his eyes, but also the ready acceptance waiting there if we didn't.

I look to Will, knowing he usually wanted to be home by this time but he still looked as bright and gleeful as he had this morning. Nodding his head, he answers, "we'd love to."

I squeeze his shoulder gently instead of kissing him the way I was dying to. I'd been trying to keep my affection to a minimum with Will today. 

It wasn't because we were home, no one here minded us being affectionate in front of them - wolves always were a bit more tactile than other creatures. It was because I knew that the second I kissed him, even if it was just a peck, I wouldn't be able to stop.

And I did not want to lose control like that in front of my parents. That was a big fucking no, so distance it was. For now. 

The second we got back to the suite I wouldn't hold back.

If this is another heat, I'm going to request that you put me down - Theo comments sarcastically.

Firstly, I don't think that's possible - I reply while I shove him mentally - secondly, if anyone should be trying to escape that shit, it's me. You and Will almost killed me.

Heat fills my cheeks as Theo retreats a bit, shame and embarrassment taking over his emotions and a bit of mine. It was involuntary - he whispers as if anyone else could hear him.

I know - I reply gently. But its too soon to be a heat, I'm just horny.

Damon! - Theo scolds like a horrified parent.

Sorry, I'll try not to comment on how my balls a-

Theo growls viciously before he disappears, all but fleeing from the mention of sex. I laugh to myself, thanking Goddess -not for the first time - for Theo.

I literally couldn't imagine any other wolf filling his place.

I zone back into the conversation just as Will volunteers to help dad with the food. He quickly kisses my cheek before he jumps up to follow Peter into the kitchen.

"Alright, let's get to it," Pops says as he groans before getting to his feet.

"Getting old?" I hazard which makes him scowl while Josey snickers wickedly.

"Tell me now, what colour cane should I get you?" She asks innocently. 

"I will cut your hair off in your sleep," Pops threatens.

"I'll buy a wig," Josey retorts with a shrug that makes Pops curse under his breath.

"Black goes with everything, and it's his favourite colour," Hagen inputs which gets Josey and I nodding our agreement. Pops catches Hagen in a headlock before he can scram, "Ahh! I surrender! I surrender!" he screams while slapping Pops arm in a tap-out.

"How about I make your casket black?" Pops threatens which makes Hagen's eyes bulge before he starts wailing more desperately.

Eventually, the old man lets him go and remembers he's an adult and not a child. Pushing us forward, he urges us to set the table like dad wanted which really didn't require so many of us. Still, we'd done it so many times now that it didn't take long for us to get the placemats, cutlery and cups out and positioned how dad liked it.

The second we were done, Hagen rushed to the kitchen to see what he could pick and eat at while Josey went to the bathroom, leaving me alone with my old man.

Looking at him, I realised that it was the first time it'd been just the two of us in... well... I honestly couldn't remember the last time it was just the two of us. Will was always close, and when he wasn't, dad was, making this pairing impossible.

Until now.

The moment dad realises the same thing, he stiffens. The relaxed posture he'd had all day slips away from him as he looks at me with nerves filling his eyes in a way I hated. 

I hated even more that I was looking at him the same way.

"Well this is awkward," Pops comments, trying in his way to take the edge off. 

It works because my lips tug up a bit and so does his. 

Pops slides into his seat at the head of the table and I sit in the one next to him, not wanting to put any more distance between us.

I wanted to talk to him. 

I'd wanted to talk to him for a long time now. For the two of us to sit down and just talk, about everything. 

The good, the bad and the horrific. Even though it would hurt in some places, I knew it would do us both a lot of good to just air it out. 

And I knew I could now. With the distance I'd put between me and the family, I was in a better place now, and he seemed to be too.

Maybe now we could meet each other halfway and... talk. 

"I," Pops starts, his gaze on me unsure as he chooses his words carefully, "I'm thinking of going for a run this weekend, maybe spend a night out there, beyond the pack lands and a bit further." 

When I don't shut him down immediately, he continues, "if you want to, we can do it together." He looks at me, his black eyes full of hope, "spend some time in our fur, and then have a talk?"

"Yes." I answer immediately.

His eyes widen a fraction while the rest of his body sags with relief, "really?"

"Yeah," I reply quickly, nodding my head fervently, "I'd really like that dad."

Smiling widely, his black eyes shine with joy that seemed to come in intervals, but it stayed in place now as stretches his hand out and rests it above mine. He squeezes and my heart threatens to burst as I smile back at him.

We were getting there, slowly.

One by one everyone filters into the dining room, bringing with them chatter and noise that fills the space with laughter and smiles all around. 

Will brings in the ribs while he tries to tell dad all about the magic of record players sounding every bit like the salesman he had been. Dad listens, smiling all the while he asks Will about his favourite songs and artists. Peter follows behind them, not commenting but listening as his eyes shared all the comments he didn't say out loud.

By the time all the food was out and everyone was seated, there wasn't a single one of us who wasn't smiling from ear to ear. 

"Now," dad says as he looks us all over, "one thing we're all grateful for."

For a moment, we all look at each other, the family link bursting with the type of happiness that I'd thought I'd lost forever. It was pure and gentle, a silent breeze that you didn't notice until you were wrapped in its warmth. 

It was almost perfect. If Levi was here, then it truly wouldn't even perfect.

"I'm grateful for Peter," Hagen says which makes Peter lift his head, his blue eyes sparkling with his surprise, "he's always sneaking me snacks between classes and he checks in on me when I'm not my best. I love you to death Peter."

Peter blinks at Hagen, his eyes quickly growing wet but he blinks them away quickly and shuffles out of his chair to get to Hagen. He squeezes him in a tight hug when he gets to him making Hagen beam as he hugs him back.

When he finally lets him go, Peter looks back to us with a fierce blush and a quiet apology before he returns to his chair.

"And I was just going to go with the TV," Pops comments making everyone glare at him, "but if I must rise to the occasion I guess there's no choice."

"Aiden," Dad warns flatly.

"Alright, alright," Pops says as he looks around the table, "I'm grateful for the human." 

It's Will's turn to stiffen as he stares at Pops as if he was a hallucination, "the kid's small but he got a mouth on him, he doesn't take shit and he's got Damon wrapped around his finger."

"Like dad's got you by a leash?" I hazard and he kicks me until the table.

I wince, bending over with a grunt that makes him smile smugly.

"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted," Pops says as he clears his throat in a false pretense to be someone important, "Will's a perfect fit, not only for Damon, but for the family. I'm grateful he's here, I'm grateful he's one of us."

Will blinks at him. His heart beating so hard it made my ears twitch slightly while he tried to say something, anything. His mouth was moving, but words weren't coming out and he looked a little lost. 

I rest a hand on his leg, giving him a supportive squeeze that seems to help a bit as he covers my hand with both of his and swallows deeply. "Thank you," he manages with a wavy smile, "I'm really really happy to be here... even if you insist on calling me human."

That makes everyone laugh enough to ease away the heavier emotions that were starting making eyes glossy.

"Me next," Josey says as she looks to me, "I'm grateful for Damon."

"Don't make me cry please," I cut in which makes her grin.

"I'm grateful that you're my big brother," she says firmly, "even when I'm being a complete bitch, you've always got my back and you always know how to make me smile. For that, and so many more reasons, I'm grateful you're my brother."

"Thanks, Jo," I say with a smile that was as warm as I felt inside.

"I-I'm g-g-grateful for a-all of y-you," Peter says with a bright smile, "I-I wish L-Levi and J-Jasyon were here t-to, b-but I'll l-love them f-from afar, like I l-love all of y-you."

"And we love you too," Pops says, "even if you're a shitbag."

"For fuck sake, Aiden!" Dad scolds angrily.

"What?" Pops protests, "he's one of them too! I do not discriminate!"

Rolling his eyes, Dad takes in a deep breath before he lets it out slowly, "for some reason, I am grateful for this imbecile I call my mate," Dad says as he pins Pops with a glare that was loving. "You annoy me to no end, you're absurdly idiotic and you're a grown child. But... you're my annoying, idiotic, grown child, and I love you... I love everything about you."

"That is the most backhanded declaration of love I have ever heard," Pops says despite the grin on his lips. "I love you too, you pompous asshole."

I glance at Will, smiling when I find him glancing between my parents with a lost expression. He'd get used to it.

"I am grateful for dad," I say which makes him look at me, those familiar blue eyes showing nothing but love. "I'm grateful for all the little things he does for us, like still coming to tuck us in when he thinks we're sleeping," dad chuckles, his cheeks heating up a little, "and surprising us with gifts he knows will make us happy."

"Like a bag of gummy worms!" Hagen chimes in.

"Or a bag of new clothes," Josey adds.

"N-New b-books," Peter whispers.

"Or a shitload of knife sleeves," I finish with a smile, "I'm grateful for every little thing you do for us dad."

Dad bites his lip hard, trying his hardest not to let the tears in his eyes fall as he looks all around the table, his heart racing hard as he nods his head fiercely. "You were right Aiden," he says after a moment, "they're shitbags."

That makes every single one of us die with laughter, I choke a bit on mine since dad had never called us that, but hearing it from him didn't make it less funny.

When we settle, we all look to Will who still looked a little stunned like he couldn't believe what he was seeing in front of him.

If it wasn't for the time I'd spent at Will's home, I wouldn't have understood his reaction. But after seeing the cold, unloving environment he'd grown up in, I could understand how this would seem so alien to him.

One day, he wouldn't look so surprised to see how we loved here. One day, he'd smile and laugh with us, knowing without a doubt that he was as much a part of this family as any of us were.

"Your turn William," Dad prompts kindly, "it doesn't have to be the family, it can be anything at all."

Will swallows as he looks around before he settles his eyes on me. He stills then, the unsure look in his falling away as he looks up to me. Squeezing my hand with his own he smiles at me, "I'm grateful for Damon," he says, his eyes never leaving mine, "I'm grateful to have someone who loves me so deeply and so fiercely. I'm grateful for his smiles, his funny expressions and all his awkward moments. 

I'm grateful that having him in my life lead me to this pack and all of you," Will looks back at the others, "I'm really grateful to have you all in my life now... I can't express how much your acceptance means to me. I really can't, so I can just say thank you, and be eternally grateful to you," he looks back to me, "and to my mate."

Leaning forward, Will kisses me quickly like he couldn't help himself. I chase after him for another quick kiss before I pull myself back in time to get a firm hand over my control. I keep my hand on his leg instead, squeezing it tightly in a silent promise I knew he'd understand.

"Well, that was all really heavy," Hagen says, his eyes surveying the food, "sweet, but heavy. So can we eat now?"

"Sure," Dad says while shaking his head, "everyone dig in."

As we pass around the bowls, pots and feeding plates, we talk and laugh, making jabs at each other as always. No one went easy on Will and that was good because Will didn't hold himself back from making his snarky comments. 

It was easy. Comfortable. Familiar.

Home.
It was home and it felt good to be home.

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I imagined that when Will and I finally closed the doors of our suite behind us, we'd be tearing each other's clothes off and making our way to the bedroom.

I am sad to report that that did not happen.

It didn't happen because when we came home, there was bunny shit all over the floors.

"Blaze!" I growl, angrier at him for ruining my plans than I was for him leaving shit everywhere. 

I could cry as the heat that had built up between Will and I on the way home slipped away.

It'd been a long ass time since Blaze took a shit outside of where he knew he was supposed to. But I knew exactly why he decided to act out now.

It was because he was feeling ignored.

I had checked on him and Will's bitch at lunch, taking them both out for a good hour before I returned to the house. But that clearly wasn't enough attention for Blaze who was used to having me with him for most of the day.

Something that hadn't happened once in the last few weeks. Between the heat and Will's birthday weekend, I hadn't been smothering Blaze with as much affection as he was used to, and apparently, he wasn't having it.

My punishment - a literal shitfest.

"And you have the audacity to call Sassy a beast," Will scoffs as he bends down to greet the bitch that came running over to him, while somehow managing to look collected and calm.

Collected and calm my ass, that bitch was demonic.

While Will fawns over his mongrel, I search for Blaze only wanting to skin him a little bit. I was mostly pissed at myself since Blaze was a pretty chill pet who always stayed by my side, no matter what. 

The first time Blaze saw blood on me, my heart had dropped because I thought he'd fear me too. But Blaze had just stared at me before he hopped over and rubbed himself against my foot, somehow sensing that was all I needed.

My life since I'd found Blaze had changed for the better.

I find my cuddly friend squeezed between the corner of the bed and nightstand, his back out to me as if he had prepared this in advance. 

With a sigh, I kneel down and pull him out from his hiding spot. Blaze fights me, but he got tired quick enough and gave up, choosing to give me his best bunny glare at me instead.

"I'm sorry," I say as I rub his chunky cheeks a bit.

Blaze looks away.

"I know I haven't been giving you as much attention as you deserve, so I'm sorry," I continue despite his attitude. All the while I continue to pet, rub and scratch at his sweet spots to get his defences to drop little by little. "But you know things were crazy with Will, you know why I've been out."

Blaze glares at me.

"You like Will too, don't pretend you don't," I found those two sleeping together far too many times for them to hate each other as much as they pretended to. "I promise I'll be around more from now onwards, alright?"

Blaze relents, finally squirming out of my hold to chew on my shirttail.

Chuckling, I stand up and let him have at it while I manoeuver through the shit he'd left literally everywhere, "we've got to talk about the way you lash out when you're upset."

When I make it back out to the living room, Will's hooking Sassy's leash into place which immediately makes me frown since I was always the one who took the bitch out before we locked up for the night.

I was in no way vying for the position, but I knew Will didn't like being out at night and I didn't want him going out there on his own.

"You're taking her out?" I ask as I approach him.

Will's eyes bulge before he laughs and shakes his head vehemently, "I've had enough of the world for today, I'm just getting her ready for you," Will says as he comes to me and pats my shoulder, "you can take her out when you're finished cleaning up all this shit."

"And what will you be doing?" I ask with a deep frown, not understanding why I was being put on pet duty?

Will's smile turns seductive as he leans into me. 

Climbing his way up my body with his eyes, he looks at every muscle and stretch of skin he can before his eyes finally lift to mine. When they do, he licks his lips and that lustful smile of his widens.

"I've got to get myself ready for you, Damon," he says in a whisper that makes the blood in my head rush to my brain. "and that takes time."

I gulp, trying for the life of me to remember how to speak. But the only message my brain was sending to me was to not cum in my pants.

"We are having sex tonight, aren't we?" Will asks, his brow raising in question while his aquatic eyes searched mine. 

Somehow, I get my head to nod.

Will's eyes gleam as he leans forward to press the most gentle kiss to my lips. It was torture, pure and honest torture... to be given something so soft when all I wanted to do was devour him whole was wicked. 

But he pulls away before I can get my hands on him, pulling a broken whimper from me as he looks at me, clearly very pleased with himself.

"Good," Will says before he steps back, "I've been looking forward to having you inside of me for a very long time now... and I've been really looking forward to wearing your mark."

With those final words, Will walks away, leaving me with Blaze, Sassy, a bunch of shit and a hard-on.

"Patience and self-control," I mumble under my breath, repeating the words that had become a personal mantra since I met Will.

When I hear the door to our bathroom shut, I adjust myself and immediately get to work. I deal with Blaze's shit first, luckily the little pebbles were easy to spot and collect with a broom. 

I pointedly ignored the smug look Blaze gave me the entire time I cleaned. The fucker could have this just this once.

When I take Sassy out, I bring Blaze with us and ignore the 'aws' I hear when a few girls see me walking about with the two of them. Nobody had ever called me adorable or cute beside Will and I was quickly discovering that I hated it very much if it came from anyone who wasn't him.

Still, I force myself not to glare at them. A year ago, they wouldn't have even looked at me for more than a second before they'd run. The fact that they were doing this much meant they felt a bit better around me, and that in its own way was encouraging.

So I pretend the comments weren't real while I walk Sassy and let her do her business, fighting with myself the whole time not to just leave her and go to my mate.

By the time I make it back to the suite, Will was still in the bathroom leaving me a little lost.

A shower is always appreciated before these... events - Theo comments helpfully.

Heeding his advice, I shrub my skin down in one of the spare bathrooms, getting every inch of my body until there wasn't a spec of dirt left to me. After, I cream myself down after and try to get my hair looking semi-presentable.

I didn't spend to much time on that though. I'd learned a long time ago that Will didn't care about those little things.

(A/N - because he can't see them - I CRACK MYSELF UP)

Clean the room up as best as you can - Theo urges once I'm done. Strip the bed, changing the sheets, light a candle or two if you can.

How do you know these things? - I question as I rush to do everything Theo listed.

I'm just wonderful like that - Theo replies while he holds his chin up, his pride an honest thing he more than deserved.

As fast as my body could manage, I put away the bags Will and I had taken with us this weekend, and I clean up the top of our dresser, pushing things into any free space I can find to be dealt with later. 

When I'm done, the room's almost sparkling, with clear floors, fresh sheets, and a line of three scentless candles on the dresser.

Simple but perfect - Theo comments proudly as we look around.

Thank you so much, Theo - I say as we lean on one another mentally. Not just for this, for everything. 

You are most welcome - he replies as he rolls over happily. There is not a thing that makes me happier than helping you and loving Will.

I love you - I tell him and he whines just a bit. We didn't say it often, but there were times like this I couldn't help myself from sharing the emotion that ran strongest between us.

I love you too Damon - he replies, our heart spilling with the affection pouring between us. Now, it's time to love our Will whole-heartedly, so make him feel good, for the both of us.

 I will - I promise, I'd done enough research. I was ready.

With one last supportive hold on me, Theo fades away, leaving me to do this part on my own.

Please Google, don't let me down now.

Before my nerves could properly form, the bathroom door cracks open and Will steps out. 

"Holy shit..." I whisper and Will smiles.

Wearing only his birthday suit, Will stands before me with his hands behind his back and warming cheeks as he shifts a bit in his place.

His skin looked so buttery and soft that I just wanted to spend hours on end, touching him softly and worshipping him with kisses. His damp hair was pushed back, allowing me to see all of him, including that beautiful blush that was spreading through him.

My eyes drop and my mouth grows wet when I catch sight of his hardening cock.

Lust built between us, drowning me in his rich scent of Wild Honeysuckle that I could never get enough od. Will knew how much I preferred it when he used scentless products so that his scent was hidden to me, he'd been sure to use some tonight and I couldn't get enough of him.

I look him over, and then I do it again, and again, and again. Because Goddess have mercy... my mate was fucking gorgeous.

"And you call yourself straight," Will comments with a giggle before he finally looks away from me and notices the rest of the room. 

Will's blue eyes grow wide as they scan the room, sparkling with wonder that pulled his lips into a wide smile.

"Aw Damon," Will coos as he comes towards me, "you didn't have to do this, it looks so nice!"

"You have Theo to thank for that," I admit as he takes my offered hand, letting me pull him to me.

The second my skin meets his, sparks erupt throughout my body, making every nerve come alive with pleasure. I wrap my arm around his waist to bring him in close and caress his lower back with my fingers.

"Makes sense," Will replies with a chuckle as he rests his hands on my upper arms and grins, "did he tell you to clean up too?"

"Yes," I admit, my skin heating up slightly.

Will laughs, the carefree sounds taking some of the tension from me as I smile down at him, loving the way he always let himself go when he was in my care. 

"I'll have to thank him for that tomorrow," Will says when he settles a bit, "but for tonight..." he slides his hands up my arms and wraps them around my neck, "tonight you have my full attention."

"Something I plan to take full advantage of," I admit as I lean down and catch his lips on the beginnings of a laugh.

Something like a firework takes off inside of me the moment our lips touch, making me hum my satisfaction the same moment Will does.

Every time I kissed him, my body just broke down into pieces, making me feel like I was falling, but in the best possible way. The addictive sparks made me never want to pull away, and Will's hold on me ensured that I couldn't. 

Will's supple lips move over mine, kissing and tasting me with a familiarity that could only come with time. He was leading us and I let him, happily surrendering to the way he made my heart surge inside of my chest.

Scratching the nape of my neck, Will gets my legs to weaken enough for him to press me back. He smiles against my lips, sensing his victory as he kisses me even harder. We make our way to the bed, step by step, our lips and bodies never parting with how tight I kept him pressed to me.

I fall back to the bed and Will watches me with lustful eyes while climb up it. He follows after me, crawling up my body until he settles himself in my lap and takes my face in his hands so he can kiss me again. 

I moan into his mouth, loving this possessive, dominating side of him as much as I loved it when he gave me control.

Will licks a path across my bottom lip and I open for him, letting him slip his tongue in to deepen the kiss with a hunger that was blazing right through me.

I sink my teeth into his lip and he moans. I suck on his tongue and he moans again, his warm body shuddering above mine with pleasure. 

I grip his waist and press up into him, making our cocks grind together through the fabric of my briefs that remained between us. I growl with anger, why the fuck had I thought clothing was a good idea?

Still, it felt good. Will's cock rubbing against mine so desperately, hard as mine and already leaking with precum. It felt fucking amazing.

"Fuck," Will moans against my lips as we rock together, the pleasure making his eyes grow heavy. "Take these off," he demands, his fingers already hooking into the briefs. 

Will sits up enough to help me out of my underwear, but the second I'm naked, he brings us back together so that our bodies could meet properly.

A moan escapes us both as Will rocks above me, his movements in time with my own to bring our erections together each time. My fingers tighten on Will's hips as I let my head fall to the pillow, focused solely on keeping this rhythm up.

Will immediately goes for my neck, his lips kissing, sucking and nibbling, being sure to leave marks behind that I'd be able to find tomorrow. He lets his tongue out to lick at my skin, making me shudder and moan for him as I thrust my hips up for more.

"Dear Goddess," I cry out as Will bites down on my shoulder. 

It was a soft bite, nothing meant to break the skin, but it does its job to make my mind unravel at the seams. Made limp for him, Will makes his way down my body at his own pace.

From my next to my collarbone and down my chest, he kisses and bites me as he goes. When he reaches my nipple, he looks up at me, his blue eyes growing heavy before he circles it with his tongue.

I buck up, a shudder running through me as my cock jerks, aching already to cum for him.

"This...was not.. ngh!... how I saw this going," I pant out as I watch Will turn me into mush on the bed.

"No?" he asks innocently while he tugs on my nipple with his teeth, the smile on his lips the complete opposite.

"No," I confirm as I grab his arms to bring him back up to me. Still smiling, Will kisses me greedily, "you were less controlled in my head." 

"Hmm," Will hums against my lips, "then doesn't that mean you're doing something wrong?"

God, I loved my mate.

I flip us over which makes Will laugh while I kiss his cheeks, lips and neck before I make my way down his body and to his cock. He watches me with happy eyes and a bright, honest smile that warmed my soul.

This wasn't how I saw it going, but I loved this far more.

When I reach Will's cock, I run my tongue over the head which makes his smile slip away in favour of a moan. Will brings his legs up beside me as I circle his cock slowly before I take my time licking him from his root to his wet head.

Over the months, I'd come to love sucking Will's cock. 

I loved doing a lot of things to Will; jerking him off, eating him out, biting and licking him all over, I enjoyed it all. But having him in my mouth, sliding between my lips while he cried out, that had become a favourite. 

Perhaps it was a wolf thing, after all, between his legs was where his scent was strongest, and his scent had a way of making me feel feral. But it could've just been the taste of him. The taste of his cock on my tongue always sated my neverending hunger for him. 

I could spend hours sucking his Will's cock, and I did, whenever he let me.

Yeah, I definitely wasn't straight.

"Damon," Will whimpers when I wrap my lips around him and suck on him. "Oh fuck," he moans while he watches me swallow around him. Taking in more of his length, I moan around him as his cock slides across my tongue and down my throat.

I tighten my lips around him and suck him as tightly as I can, being careful to keep my teeth out of the way. Will's hips jerk up as I settle at his base, holding him there for a moment while I run my tongue along the underside of his cock. He moans beautifully, his body eagerly falling prey to mine.

"Uhgh!" Will whimpers when I take his balls in my hand and roll them between my fingers. 

I'd learned a lot of tricks from my mate over the months, and I was sure to use them all on him whenever I could.

Bobbing my head up and down, I suck Will's cock with moans of my own. His scent only grew with his arousal, growing so thick my thoughts stumbled over each other. His precum coated my tongue and filled my mouth, making me hollow my cheeks and suck him faster in search of more. 

Will was like a drug that I could never get enough of, and I was happily an addict for him. 

I swipe my thumb along the seam of his balls, squeezing him gently in my palm just as I pull back to suck on his sensitive head. Will bucks up from the bed, his moans and arousal making my mind grow fuzzy with pleasure.

Knowing I was making him feel so good was enough to make me leak all over the sheets.

I thrust my own hips to rub my tip against the sheets, the friction a tease I kept chasing after.

"You're going to make me cum," Will huffs as he looks down at me where his pulsing cock sat on my tongue. "Damon," he whines at the sight and I smile before I finally pull away.

He lets out a breath and I can't help myself from laughing as I kiss between his legs at his inner thighs, cherishing the parts of him that made him all mine. 

But Will was too worked up for that.

Pushing me back, Will climbs into my lap and kisses me fiercely, his soft kisses from earlier gone now while he takes all he can from me. Tasting himself on my tongue only made him moan again as he reached down between us to grip my cock, making me suck in a tight breath at the feel of his warm palm wrapping around me.

"I'm not done with you yet," I say when he begins to stroke me with a look in his eye I knew too well.

Will smiles as he continues pumping my cock, "and I'm just getting started."

Pushing me down before I can protest, Will turns around and settles himself on top of me, bringing his ass inches from my mouth that was already watering enough... this really wasn't helping matters.

Dear Goddes thank you for your many, many blessings.

Gripping Will's ass with both hands, I spread him open for me and run my tongue over his hole just as he wraps his lips around my cock and sucks.

Fuck.

We both moan, the pleasure cascading through us in equal turn as we go back for more. I lick at Will's entrance greedily, circling his rim with my tongue and prodding it just a little, in the way I knew he loved. And Will sucks the sense straight out of my head. His tight lips stroke my length expertly while his hands worked the rest of my cock, making me moan shamelessly for him.

"Goddess!" I exclaim when Will twists his wrist with each stroke, his fingers tight around me, and his mouth a wet hot thing I couldn't help thrusting into.

Will lets me, moaning around me when I fucked up into his welcoming mouth. 

I was going to cum soon and Will knew it. He only sucked me harder.

I pull him back to me for more, swiping a path up his crack with my tongue before I press into him. "Ahgh!" Will moans around my head, his body pushing back on my tongue for more.

I push in, driving my tongue in and out of him while my fingers dug into his ass. Will's sucking made it hard to concentrate, his tight lips bringing me closer and closer to the edge, but if I was going to fall over it, then I'd be taking my mate with me.

Circling my hand around him, I slide it between our bodies and grip his cock which makes him whimper as I stroke him firmly. I focus on his tip, stroking the sensitive head fast while I circled his rim and buried my tongue into him as deep as I could.

Our moans build together as we stroke, suck and lick one another. Hands and tongues moving in earnest to bring us to a climax that built and built until it crashed down on us both.

I squeeze my eyes shut as I cum, my hips jerking up to thrust into Will's mouth that was waiting to catch every drop. Moaning into Will, I keep fucking him with my tongue, using my lips to suck at his hole and my teeth the nibble gently in a way I knew drove him out of his mind.
Will's cock hardens in my hand before he came too, his cry around me, coating my hand and a bit of my chest with his warm cum. I stroke him through it, extending his orgasm for as long as I could until we both slowed our touches down to nothing.

Dropping my head to the bed, I pant desperately, fighting with myself for air that only made my cock harden as I took in the scent of Will's cum and pleasure. 

After a few minutes, Will lifts himself on shaky hands and looks back at me. Whatever he sees on my face makes him laugh and he quickly turns himself back around to lay on top of me. 

He kisses me gently, his body warm but thrumming with satisfaction.

"I love sucking your cock," Will whispers against my lips and I groan as my face immediately grows red. He laughs and kisses me again at the corner of my lips, "I love when you cum in my mouth, you always do this sexy moan, it's like a moan mixed with a growl and I love it." 

Will smiles at me as if he were talking about anything other than how I came.

"Don't lie, Alexander, you just like making me blush," I correct and Will laughs loudly as he rests his head to mine and shakes from the force of it.

I laugh with him, wrapping an arm around his waist to hold him in place while he snorts between his chuckles. 

"You are never going to let that go, are you?" he asks as he looks up at me.

"Never, Taylor," I promise and he smiles

"Well, if I have to be honest, I do love that too," he admits as he brings himself closer to me, his eyes searching mine, "I love everything about you and I love everything you do to me." He scraps his teeth along my jaw, "I love the way you make me feel Damon, body and soul." I breathe in and Will's chuckles, "and I know I'll love the way you feel inside of me too... filling me up with your cum." 

My canines drop and a low groan builds within in my chest, "get the lube."

Will bites back his smirk as he scrambles off of me to get the lube out of the nightstand, I pull him back to me the moment he's in arms reach and steal it from him. 

I coat my fingers with the gel and warm it up a bit before I bring them to Will's hole. He tenses against me for only a moment before he relaxes and kisses my cheeks.

"You okay?" I ask as study him carefully.

"Yeah," he nods quickly.

"Tell me if you need me to stop," I tell him seriously, "I won't get mad or upset."

Will's smile turns soft as he looks at me, his fingers tracing the outlines of my face, "I know you won't," Will pulls himself closer to me, "I'll let you know if I need to stop, I promise."

Will takes my lips again while he not so subtly presses himself back, prompting me to continue what I was doing before. I chuckle into the kiss but take the hint and rub my fingers against his entrance. 

We kiss leisurely, our bodies melting into one as I press my finger into him and he takes hold of my cock. We share air as I sink the finger in deep and Will strokes me at a snail's pace, our bodies syncing into one sensitive ball of pleasure. 

I was already hard again, but I knew Will would take a little longer. That didn't worry me though, I knew by now that it wasn't impossible to make Will cum more than once, it just took a bit more time and I was all too happy to spend as much time as he needed, to make him cum again and again.

Will urges me to add another finger, so I do. Curling them slightly, I watch Will's face come undone as I rub his prostate. Whimpers escape my beautiful mate and he pushes himself, wanting more.

So I give it to him.

Pumping my fingers in and out of him, I press into his sweet spot every time, watching him moan and whimper above me with heavy-lidded eyes full of lust and want.

I kiss under his neck, licking and sucking at where I would bite him when I was inside of him.

A shudder rakes through us both and Will squeezes my cock, making my eyes glow as I pass my canines across his skin.

"O-One more," Will urges me as he rocks back on my fingers, moving in time to meet them eagerly.

I add a bit more lube to my fingers before I work a third into him, stretching him open for my cock that was aching in his grasp, my balls full and heavy for him.

Just the thought of cumming inside of Will made me moan.

"Just... mgnh! Just like that!" Will encourages me as I thrust my fingers in and out of him. Siting up, he rests his hands to my chest and fucks himself on my fingers, "uhgh! God, yes!"

I stare up at Will, watching the way his body moved like something fluid and free. Pushing back and forth above me, his face flush and his swollen lips parted for his moans.

Circling his half-hard cock, I stroke him slowly while I finger him, loving the way it makes him falter for a moment in favour of a long shudder. "You're so gorgeous," I breathe out and Will's cock pulses in my hand, his hole squeezing down on my fingers. "And you're all mine."

"Yours," Will promises as he looks down at me.

The second our eyes connect, something deep inside of me snaps. 

Roaring itself to life, an impassable need to have him in every way I could tears through me. Urging me to mark Will and claim him as mine in the only way I hadn't. 

I slide my fingers from Will and he whimpers at the lost, his eyes begging me for more. Sitting myself up, I shift us until he's settled in my lap, his legs on either side of mine and his hands clinging on to me.

I stare at him for a moment, looking at everything I knew to be my Will to make sure he was really ready for this, to make sure he'd be okay.

What I found was everything I could've hoped for.

Will didn't look scared or nervous, there wasn't a spec of the hesitancy that had been with us so often in our earliest days. He looked happy, he looked ready and really fucking turned on, and I could feel that he was comfortable with me, with this, in my bones.

But most of all, I could feel his trust in me. He knew I'd take care of him and he knew I'd never hurt him. 

Will trusted me.

"I'm ready," he whispers as he takes my face in his hands, his eyes never leaving mine, "I only need you now."

My heart splits itself apart, unable to contain the things he made me feel for him. Will kisses me and I whimper, my body vibrating with pleasure and need. 

I coat my cock with some more lube, being generous with it because too much was better than too little. Will lifts himself on his knees and stretches a hand back for my cock.

With his eyes locked on mine and our hearts racing together, Will smiles a little before he lowers himself.

He goes slowly, never pushing himself faster than he can handle and I don't dare rush him to do otherwise.
I dig my fingers into his hips instead, holding on tightly to stop myself from moving while he took me into him.

My eyes roll back as my cock slides into Will, his hole was tight and so warm inside that I felt like I might cum right there and then. 

A rough breath escapes Will as he presses his head to mine, stopping for a moment to catch his breath. I kiss him wherever I can, loosening my fingers to caress his skin in a soothing touch.

Still, his body was tense and his features strained, his discomfort making me whine a little while I wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Should we stop?" I ask and Will glares at me.

"No," he says firmly as he slowly sinks himself down the rest of the way, "I just... need a minute."

Any response evaporated from me when Will's ass met my thighs, my cock buried inside of him to the hilt.

"Fuck," I groan as I hold onto him, keeping us close while Will leaned into me.

"Stupid werewolf," Will says on a whimper as he clings to me, "you're so b-big."

I can't help myself from laughing and Will does too, his muscles relaxing as he giggles against my skin, pressing kisses to the places he can.

"I'm sorry," I reply sarcastically as I nuzzle him, "for being a werewolf."

"I'm a human so that makes us even," Will breathes out with another snort.

I rest my head to his shoulder and wait, forcing myself not to move an inch while Will adjusted to me. Thankfully, the laughs seem to help him as he breathes slowly. 

My vision blurs as Will shifts, slowly pulling himself off my cock before he sinks back down. I barely manage to hold my talons back as I hold him, waiting for Will to get used to my size.

By the grace of Goddess, before I can pass out, Will tilts my chin up and brings my eyes to his, his usual mischief back in his eyes. "You know I like it when you watch," he whispers as he squeezes down on me.

I might die before this was over.

With my eyes where they were supposed to be, Will rests his hands on my shoulders and begins to move. He lifts himself up before he slowly sinks down, taking a broken moan from me as he swallows my cock with his tight, slick hole.

"Will," I moan as I watch him move.

Will moves slowly, stroking me with his warm channel that squeezed around my cock, pulling moans and groans from me as I look up at him, unable to look away.

I lean forward when any leftover tension leaves him, and I wrap my lips around his left nipple, sucking in the hard bud while he fucks himself on my cock.

"Ah!" Will moans as he arches into me, lifting one of his hands to bury his fingers into my hair to keep me there while he moved for the both of us. "F-Feels good," he whimpers, his erection smearing precum across my stomach as he thrusts it between us. "Oh God... it feels s-so... uhgh! Damon!"

I grip Will's hips tightly to stop his movements, he whines against me but the sound dies the moment I bend my knees and thrust my hips up, driving my cock deep inside of him just as I push his body down.

Will's mouth falls open on a silent moan as he gasps, his nails scraping thin paths down my skin.

"Again," he begs and I obey.

I bite down on his nipple and thrust up, bringing his little body down to meet my thick cock and he takes me in full with a moan that made my balls tighten.

"A-Again, Damon," he whimpers, his arousal building. "Please... again."

Digging my heels into the bed, I fall into a rhythm of fucking Will the way he wanted. Deep, fast thrusts into his tight channel that clenched around me every time I fucked my way into him.

I move from his nipple to lick at his chest, kissing, biting and sucking on any part of him I could while I stretched him open with my cock.

Soon Will moves with me, pushing himself down to meet my thrusts with an eagerness that had our pace building but it wasn't enough. 

I needed more. I needed so much more.

I press Will back, laying him down on the bed before I spread his legs and slide back into him. He cries out as I bury my cock inside him, balls deep. His eyes grow glossy and he claws at the sheet, arching himself into me while he pressed back for more.

Pinning Will's wrists on either side of his head, I let myself fuck him the way instincts demanded I did.

"Ah! Ngh! Ahh!" Will moans as I thrust in and out of him, my head pressed to his collarbone. "D-Damon! Oh.. fuck! Damon!"

Goddess, I loved the way he screamed my name.

"More uhg! P-Please," he begs desperately, "m-more!"

While I tighten my fingers around his wrists, I loosen the hold I had on my control. If Will wanted more, then that was exactly what I give him.

I fuck Will the way I always wanted to.

Hard. Rough. And fast.

Will takes it all, never telling me to slow down, never telling me to stop. Only begging for more of me while he surrendered to me, taking everything I gave him and giving me back just as much.

My canines dropped and so did my talons, making it impossible for me to hold onto Will without hurting him. I let him go, immediately sinking them into the mattress while I kept fucking my way into him. 

The second he's free, Will stretches his hands down to grip my ass, pushing me to him even deeper.

"Ahh! Will!" I groan as I circle my hips, his fingers digging into my skin so hard it was almost painful. 

"D-Don't stop," Will begs desperately as he clenches down on me, moving his hips with mine to stroke my cock with his tight hole. "I'm s-so close!"

I pick up the pace, urged on by Will's moans and hold on my body to bring us both closer to the edge.

Will stretches his neck back, his hand coming up to press me closer to his shoulder.

My canines scrape along his skin and Will arches in my hold, a soft, "please," coming from him and that's all it takes to send me over the edge.

I sink my teeth into him just as my hips falter, my thrusts slowing as my orgasm rushes over me and I cum. Will tenses in my hold before he melts against me, his cock pulsing between us as he cums with a cry.

I hold Will's body close to me as I pump my cum into him while my essence spreads through him, flowing into his bloodstream to make us one in every possible way. Will holds me just as tightly and just as fiercely, his fingers keeping me in place while we shuddered against one another, our orgasms running on longer than ever before.

When my canines retract, I spend extra time lapping at the mark to help it close. Will's body wouldn't heal him quickly so I had to make sure he was okay. If I stayed a little longer than necessary because I was giddy at the sight of my mark on him, then that was okay too.

I'd marked Will.
He was my mine now. In every possible way, he was mine.

"Damon," Will breathes out making me sit up quickly, fear building that I'd done something wrong. "We're mated now," he says with a smile as giddy as I felt. "W-We're mates!"

My fear falls away entirely as I press my head to his, kissing him long and hard before I pull back, "we're mated," I repeat, and yet it still felt like a dream.

I look down at the indents of my teeth, the mark bright red with fresh holes that would eventually heal over. But it was there, my mark. My mark on my mate, on my Will. Forever.

I press a soft kiss to it, my eyes a little wet, "we're mated," I repeat and joy explodes through our bond.

Will makes an excited sound that makes me laugh as I kiss him all over unable to get enough of this perfect human that owned every part of me.

Finally, he was mine in every way.

My mate. 

My Will.

All mine.

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GUYSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! THEY HAD SEXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It only took 69 chapters, but they finally had sex. Loooool. 

Thoughts???

What did we think of their first time? I fucking LOVED all their cute moments in between because that's how it honestly should be sometimes. When you're with the person you love, it should be easy and sweet and ahhhhh delicate.

What about all the family time they spent at home?? I really wish Levi and Jayson were there but don't worry, I got something up my sleeve.

I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. I know you might've expected more of my hot and heavy smut, but this was their first time so I had to keep a lid on it. Many times I had to backtrack what I was writing and tell myself to calm down loool.

This chapter did give me a lot of stress to write, loool. I envisioned their first time to be from Will's POV this whole thing, but when it finally came time to write it, I couldn't. So then I had to adapt, but I'm very happy with the final product.

If you are too, comment and vote please!!!!!

I'll be updating my Patreon next with the last extra for the month which is about Aiden and Julian as kids. 

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Until next time,

Byeeeeeeeee Humansssssssssssssssssss

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