Will Herondale (shadowed_will) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2016-12-27 17:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !completed gdoc, !sex, ~2016 december, ~25 points, ~~tessa gray (grayshifter), ~~~will herondale (shadowed_will) |
WHO: Will Herondale and Tessa Carstairs
WHERE: The Jessiam abode
WHEN: December 23
WHAT: Will has mistletoe!
RATING: X for graphic description of sex and Will’s naughtiness
WARNING: Sex! Consensual
STATUS: log; completed
Having finished with his Christmas shopping, Will felt good about where life was. It was wrapped and ready. The majority had been spent on something for the three of them to wear as a symbol of their commitment - along with a few other things. His personal favorite was what he had picked out for Tessa. With shopping done, Will remained in a festive mood. Which meant that he was very happy to spend time on the way home getting decorations for their apartment to make it a symbol of the festive season. There was a nice place in town that had a large assortment of fresh foliage for the holidays. It didn’t take long before he had some delightful smelling pine boughs, other assorted greenery and a large sprig of mistletoe. Whistling as he made his way into their flat, Will set down the greenery and the bag of wrapped presents. Due to the time of day, he was certain that Tessa was home, but perhaps not Jem. Catching either under the mistletoe was a pleasure Will could not deny himself. So now he had to find out who he got to test the mistletoe’s effectiveness with. Calling out, “Anyone home?” he worked to shed his coat, hanging it up neatly as he awaited a response. *** As he’d expected, it was Tessa who replied. Drawn by his voice and the smell of fresh pine, she came out of her office. Nate had thankfully been banished back to where he’d came, but Molly had not yet returned. Tessa had not heard from Harry or the witch herself; she hoped the young woman would be all right. Despite her own best efforts, she had not been able to locate her assistant. Molly’s absence also meant that Tessa had to take over the organization once more, and she had been mired in schedules and paperwork all morning. Will’s return was a welcome break from the work. “It looks like you raided a forest,” she said with a laugh, taking in all the copious greenery. *** “I believe we needed appropriate decorations for our festive season,” Will commented, considering the pile minor in comparison to his excitement about the season. “We have plenty of spaces to decorate after all.” With his coat hung up, Will unbuttoned the sleeves of his shirt, rolling them up to bare his forearms marked with the hallmarks of his life as a Shadowhunter. “Are you working right now or would you care to assist me with the decoration process?” Knowing that she was working hard this time of year, Will expected a negative response. He was fine with that considering how much she was missing Molly at the moment. “Or should I help you instead?” he asked, eyes all atwinkle with pleasure. *** His excitement was infectious, and Tessa found herself smiling back. “I am in imminent danger of becoming permanently cross-eyed if I do not take a break,” she told him. “So I would be more than happy to assist you with decorations.” She moved over and brushed a kiss over his cheek before turning to view his spoils. “All right, what have you got here and where do you want it all?” *** A positive response delighted Will and his pleasure was reflected on his boyish features. “Excellent,” he said, clapping his hands together and rubbing them as he considered the pile. “Let’s start with the fireplace and go from there.” Hefting the majority of the greenery, Will led the way. Setting things down, he collected a hammer and nails from their toolbox and between himself and Tessa the mantel went quickly. From there, they both agreed to deal with the entryway to the apartment - the large arch between the living room and the front hall. Doing so took most of the rest of the greenery that Will had collected. Standing back with his hands on his hips, Will admired their work. “It’s missing something,” he said, frowning at the decor slightly, wondering if Tessa would pick up on what was not yet hanging in the doorway. *** “Restraint?” Tessa asked, laughing. She came up behind him to wrap her arms around his waist. She wasn't complaining, though. This massive decoration project was very Will: when he decided to do something, he threw himself wholeheartedly into it. And since they were going to have a Christmas party soon, this would make for a festive atmosphere. And looking at the greenery that surrounded their home, Tessa could not think of anything else they could put up. *** “Restraint is overrated,” Will said, leaning down and kissing the top of Tessa’s head. “I will save that speciality for you and Jem. One of us in this relationship has to figure out how to do over the top.” He grinned at her, unwilling to regret his tendency to throw himself into projects mind, body and soul. “But it is missing something,” he added, smirking at Tessa. “I can’t believe you haven’t spotted it yet. Wait here Miss Unobservant.” Will untangled himself from her and went back into the front hall. He returned with a tangle of sharp leaves and white berries and held it over his head. “Notice what it is yet?” *** “Mistletoe,” Tessa said, in a tone of voice she might have used to say, “So that’s what’s missing.” “And I see you’re stuck under it.” She stepped over to meet him halfway and wrapped her arms around him again, this time from the front, and tipped her head back. “I suppose you’ll need a rescue?” *** “I am always appreciate a rescue when it involves you,” Will said, looking down at her with amusement and desire. His free arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her tight against him so that she could feel his need for her - something that always simmered just below the surface. “But we could simply stand right here for the rest of the evening.” He leaned down towards her, his mouth brushing hers lightly. “With you in my arms, I am more than happy to just be here and see how long it takes before you give in to your need for me.” Those blue eyes twinkled with delight and desire, his mouth still a breath from hers. “Because you know you need me.” *** It turned out he did not have to wait long at all, because he was right: she did need him, as much as she needed air to breathe and the ground to walk on. She closed the distance between them and kissed him deeply, her body moulding to his. It did not matter how long they had been together or how frequently they indulged in their love for each other: Tessa could never tire of kissing him or being with him. *** Dropping the mistletoe, Will wrapped both arms around her, pulling Tessa’s thin body up against his. He appreciated the passion that slid between them, a fire that was always there and required a little spark to become a roaring fire. The kiss built between them. Over the time that they had been together, Will had learned the value of patience when it came to seducing Tessa. They had time and there was no need to rush. It seemed to make things better when Will was willing to practice patience. Of course, he was still working on it. Which is why his hand was now worming its way under the back edge of her shirt, looking to find the softness of her skin. There was nothing he loved more than feeling her skin under his hands. With her shirt now untucked, one hand slid up her back and the other down under the waistband of her skirt. Using the leverage, he pulled her tighter against his body. His brain was skipping right ahead, wondering how quickly he could get her undressed and in his bed. *** With a murmur of pleasure, Tessa slid her hands into his hair and willingly went to him as he pressed her closer. His hands were warm and firm against her skin, causing frissons of pleasure where they moved. When she’d first gone to him, she had been uncertain and inexperienced. But her time with him and Jem and freed her, allowing her to be comfortable with her passion for them both. So instead of simply letting him take the reins, she lowered her hands to his shirt, which she eagerly pulled free of his trousers. *** Will loved it when she took charge of her need and showed it. Her desire always inspired his to new heights. Breaking off his mouth from the kiss, Will trailed his lips across the delicate arch of her cheekbone and up to nibble along the shell of her ear. “You always taste so delicious,” Will whispered into her ear. “Just thinking about you makes me want you so much more.” Both hands now slid down beneath the waistband of her skirt, pulling her tighter against him as he allowed his mouth to taste the length of her neck. *** The mistletoe had long been forgotten - but Tessa had never needed much excuse to kiss Will. “Show me how much you want me,” she whispered against his cheek, just before she nuzzled him. His lips felt amazing on the sensitive skin of her neck, and she tilted her head to offer him more. She wanted more. *** And that was an invitation that Will could not resist. His hands moved to the front of her shirt, fingers now versed on how to undo her blouse, sliding it from her shoulders, giving himself far more skin to explore. His mouth trailed along her neck, nipping and tasting, licking the skin. He hands wrapped around her waist and slid up to her breasts, cupping each of them. Large thumbs rubbed against the hardened points he could feel, pushing her level of need higher. Using his body as leverage, Will pushed her against the frame of the doorway. As they bumped into it, the smell of pine released and Will knew he’d forever associate the smell with seducing Tessa. As his hands tugged down the cups of her bra, Will moaned his own pleasure against her throat. “By the angel I will never get enough of you.” *** Not being generously endowed, Tessa had always been self-conscious of her small bosom. But not when she was with Will. Will made her feel like a goddess, like every part of her was perfection that he couldn’t get enough of. Sucking in a breath, she thrust her chest towards his hands, trying to get him to give relief to her aching nipples. “You never have to,” she said breathlessly, even as she tugged impatiently at his shirt. That was too much of a barrier between them; she wanted his skin against hers. *** Will was willing to indulge her need - to a point. He knew precisely what she wanted, he could feel it under arching between them. If she could have controlled him, Will knew he would be bending down to lick and suck and nibble the hard points of her nipples. But Will was not quite willing to bend to her will just yet. Instead, his hands left her breasts and moved down to the waist of her skirt. “I am so glad to hear that,” Will whispered, deliberately hampering her attempts to remove his shirt. Now it was a race to get her undressed before he lost control of the situation. Will knew that she, along with Jem, was one of the few people who could make him lose control with the simplest of touches. A concerted effort in the next moment left her divested of her skirt and dressed only in a half on bra and a pair of panties that he promptly plunged a hand into, seeking the center of her need. His mouth grinned against the skin of her collarbones, skating back up to capture her mouth with his. *** Her gasp was swallowed by his kiss, and she arched against his fingers, her own fingers digging half-moons into his skin. Against this sensual assault she was helpless; she could only hold on as they kissed deeply. It was fortunate Will had had the foresight to push her against the doorframe; without its support, she wasn’t sure she could stay upright. *** Will did so like how Tessa lost control. Under the assault of his mouth and the firmness of his hand purposefully driving her to the heights of passion, Will waited for Tessa to come apart in his arms. While his fingers slid in and out of her wet feminine heat, his other hand grasped her leg. With gentle pressure, he drew it over his hip, opening her to further exploration of his fingers. Sensing how close she was to losing control, based on his own rising level of need, Will broke away from the kiss. His mouth quickly moved down to one nipple closing over it and drawing it in so his tongue could wrap around it, even as he sucked on it with gentle tugs. *** And Tessa shattered. Head thrown back, she called his name in a breathless gasp and held on tight as her body clenched around his thrusting fingers. When she finally came back to some semblance of consciousness, she tipped her head to bury her face against the crook of his neck and used the leg that was still wrapped around his hip to tug him closer. “You cheated,” she murmured against his skin. *** “I don't know the meaning of that word,” Will said, smugness coloring his voice as his fingers still gently teasing her feminine wetness. His body remained tight with need still strumming along his nerves. “Besides I believe the phrase is all’s fair in love and war.” Will pulled back just far enough to meet her eyes. His own twinkled as he winked at her. His own naughty nature rising to the fore. His fingers continued their gentle assault as he allowed his mouth to wander once more to the tight peaks of her breasts. “Besides,” he commented between swipes of his tongue. “Would you really like it if I played fair?” *** Although she’d just found her release, Tessa found herself responding again to Will’s continued ministrations. Biting back a moan, she pressed her lips to his ear. “It’ll let me have a turn,” she murmured, letting her hands move downwards. If she could not divest him of his shirt, perhaps she might have a better chance at his trousers. *** “Perhaps you should convince me that I should allow you a turn,” Will muttered against her skin. She was so soft and tempting that Will could bring himself to stop. Her question fingers, fumbling with the buckle of his pants were quite distracting on the other hand. He could have pushed her hands aside to give him more time to do as he pleased, but he couldn’t spare a hand to do so. Besides, licking her skin was far more interesting than stopping. “You are too much temptation,” he whispered against her skin before biting gently. “Far too much.” *** Without him to stop her, Tessa was able to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his trousers so she could slide one hand down, seeking his hard length. It was a slow process; he was extremely distracting in his ministrations, and more than once she had to stop what she was doing to gasp aloud, but finally she reached her goal. “Temptation?” she murmured as her hand closed around him. “I don’t know what you mean.” *** Inhaling sharply at the feel of her hand wrapping around him, Will had to pause his motion. His hands trembled with his need as it arched along his skin. His mind ceased to consider how to move his plan forward and instead concentrated on each gentle stroke of her hand. “By the Angel,” Will hissed out. “Who taught you to be so wicked?” The last word came out on a moan as Will tried to regain control of the situation and failed miserably. *** Now that she was the one with the advantage, Tessa eased herself away from his fingers, but kept hers on him, firmly stroking. “I had a very good teacher,” she whispered into his ear, before nipping at it. “Would you like me to show you what else I learned?” *** Close enough to the edge now, Will knew that he couldn’t completely regain control. All he could do was see if he could bring Tessa along with him. So the hand buried inside her wet heat moved in motions that he knew pleased her - a rote set of movements that didn’t require Will to keep his mind under control. “You know more?” he whispered, another groan of need slipping from him. Only Tessa could wring from him a lack of control and a willingness to do whatever she wanted. *** He might have wanted to bring Tessa with him, but he had taught her too well. Sensing that he was close, she was not about to let him get away with bringing her along with him. No, he had wanted wicked, and wicked was what he was going to get. She slipped away fully from the pleasure of his fingers, and though she ached to have them back in her, working their magic, she wished to finish her part first. Keeping her hand on him, she sank to her knees - and then took him in the wet heat of her mouth. *** The movement made Will promptly lose all control of the situation. Tessa was not deciding how quickly he would be brought over the edge. And knowing how he had left her devastated minutes ago, Will knew that Tessa would not stop until he had experienced the same thing. It was all he could do not to let the weakness that the desire sparked override his ability to stand. With his hands no longer occupied, they slid into the silky strands of Tessa’s hair, loosening them from how she had tied them back. “Tessa,” he groaned, legs trembling as he attempted to stay standing. He gathered a deep breath, knowing he was very close to the edge. “Tesssssa.” He dragged her name out, attempting to gather his self-control, knowing he would lose it in the next moments. As she continued, Will lost ability to think as he spiraled over the edge into a pure rush of pleasure, coming apart at her insistent and delicate seductive touch. *** Tessa kept him in her mouth as he gave in to the rush, and only once he was back on steady feet did she leave him to rinse out her mouth. By the time she returned, her blouse and skirt were once more neatly tucked, although her long hair still fell unbound over her shoulders. “You,” she told him, eyes sparkling from their shared pleasure, “are an absolute devil.” *** While Tessa was gone, Will managed to get himself somewhat straightened up. His hair was still wildly mussed up, but at least his shirt was button and his trousers zipped. He straightened the garland that he and Tessa had moved around and finished hanging the mistletoe as Tessa reappeared. Her words made him grin broadly. “I would have no idea why you would say such a thing,” Will said, pretending to be affronted by the idea. “‘Tis Angel blood that runs through my veins.” He gave her a wink and stepped forward and wrapped her in a gentle hug. “Love you, Tessa,” he said, happiness in his voice. *** Tessa wrapped her arms around him in turn and rested her head on his shoulder. “And I, you,” she murmured. She had always thought that happy endings could only be found it books, but somehow, she had found one of her own. *** |