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This was it, Luna realised. This was the line. The way they were pressed together naked in the water right now, the way his hands were holding on her arse, the way it would be far too easy to put her legs up and around him, for him to push against her and-

She should move. Her toes barely touched the ground here, but that wasn’t what was making her unstable.

Luna took a breath and it was shuddering with need. She licked her lips and swallowed, her chest rising and falling quickly.

She wasn’t speaking. She needed to say something.

But… she couldn’t find any words. All the words she wanted to use could not be allowed out. She wanted to say, please kiss me. She wanted to say, fuck me. Right now.

Eventually she managed to focus on what he’d actually said, even as her gaze flicked to his lips and then back to his eyes. “Is that… a compliment?” Even to her own ears the words sounded strained.

"Yeah, I think so…" How much he wanted to hold her snug against him instead of this almost, nearly they were doing now. He could read her need because he felt it too, lips parted because he could just slide his hand over her butt a little way and his fingertips would be- He was starting to get hard and she was going to be able to tell and he wasn't sure if he wanted that or not.

"But you didn't answer my question either."

Luna was trying very hard to keep her body perfectly still. There was a part of her that wanted to slowly wriggle against him, a need to get closer she almost couldn’t stand. His hands were still on her butt, still so close that if she moved just a little she could encourage those hands to-

Fuck, fuck, fuck, what was she doing?

And yet she wasn’t drawing away. “What- What was your question again?” she asked, every intelligent thought leaving her.

"Oh I see, hogging all the compliments," Will replied, his voice low. Would she stop him, if he kissed her now? He should let her go. She had said she couldn't be shared. He respected that, right? "I asked if you were impressed with the whole… package."

“Oh,” Luna said, breathlessly, looking at his lips again. God, she needed to stop, needed to move, needed to not be-

But the warmth of him against her, the way she was pretty sure she could feel him growing hard against her stomach. She desperately held in the moan that wanted to slip from her mouth.

“I like... the whole package,” she said finally. “I like everything about you.”

"Oh." Will smiled. "I feel the same about you."

And that's why he had to let go. He had to take his hands off her gorgeous arse and think about less sexy things because he respected her, and that's why he was going to let this great feeling subside. He was going to let her go. Right after he drew her flush up against him, hands moving to her hips, watching her lips and wanting her to kiss him because if they kissed then all bets were off, he was not stopping at a kiss.

Oh god, Luna though, closing her eyes for a moment as his hands slid into a new position. I want to fuck you so much right now.

What if she said that out loud?

What would it do, other than make things worse?

Or maybe it didn't matter.

His body was hard and firm against hers, and she felt weak.

"On the phone," she said, licking her lips. "You told me- you said you had a pick up line, but you said it wrong?"

Will took a few steps back, drifting them into shallower water. He glanced upwards at the starlit ceiling. That original line had been a little cheesy, but maybe that’s what she wanted. “When I look in your eyes, I see the stars,” he said softly, shifting his hands so one arm was supporting her against his body, and the other hand he raised to tuck her hair behind her ear and gently touch the side of her jaw, his lips only a breath away from hers. “Does it work?” he asked in a hushed tone, his lips just lightly grazing against hers.

The slight sound she made was almost obscene. “No,” she whispered, almost more breath than sound. “That was awful.”

But she kissed him anyway, pressing closer to him suddenly and wrapping her arms around her neck, lips already parting to allow him access.

God, kissing her was everything he wanted it to be. When she pressed forward, he had to hop backwards a few steps to keep his head above water- and not drowning in her was a struggle. He opened his mouth to her too, tongue pressing forwards, one hand on the side of her head behind her ear to hold her steady.

He’d thought they would do this on dry land the first time, to give him the time and space to see if she was like he’d imagined her to be, and to see what she liked- but he wasn’t going to break apart this embrace for anything.

Will’s mouth against her own was unbelievable, indescribable. She moaned against him and whispered, “oh, Will.”

But she wanted to be closer, wanted him to be the only thing she felt or thought about right then. She jumped up to wrap her legs around his waist, trying to lean forward as she did so they wouldn’t topple backwards. She was a little taller than him now and she refused to stop kissing him, refused to stop running her fingers through his hair, across his shoulders.

He could just kiss her until the stars fell from the sky- to have this moment under an artificial starry sky was romantic and beautiful. His arm rested across her arse, holding her up against him as they made out like teenagers, unashamed. “Luna,” he managed to gasp between kisses, “I want-” To say fuck sounded too base, but make love too mawkish, have sex too clinical. Instead he shifted the hand on her behind, still holding her up but his fingertips stroking down over the crease at the top of her thigh, not quite touching but not quite not.

I want, Will said and Luna agreed. She also wanted. “Yes,” she told him. “Yes, Will, please.” She kissed him again, her mouth moving to kiss his throat. “Not in the pool,” she added. “On… ground.”

Pool sex was terrible. There was no grip, no proper way to have everything how you wanted it. Not to mention that chlorinated pool water was not lube.

Will looked around the room, trying to focus on finding a spot when she was distracting him like that. There were only wooden benches or tiled floor in here that he could see. Making a bed out of folded towels too time consuming. He walked them back further, the water dropping below shoulder level as he angled for the steps, her gorgeous breasts rising out of the water. “Outside?” he asked.

Luna liked that he was still holding her up as they moved and she nodded. “Outside,” she agreed, kissing his throat again.

Just you is fine, he’d said.

She didn’t know what was going to happen after this, but she couldn’t think of that right now. Luna wanted so much to wrap her hand around his dick, but her own body was too high up and blocking it. Soon. Solid ground soon and she would touch all of him.

With one arm still wrapped around the back of his neck, the other moved down his chest, feeling the smoothness of his skin.

She bit her lip and made a tiny sound of need. “I want you so bad,” she told him, eyes on his.

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” he groaned back. He had to stop moving to kiss her, and then make himself start moving again so he could do better. When he reached the edge of the pool, he lifted her to sit on the edge so he could climb out too. He felt a little flushed as he stood and just what she was doing to him was quite obvious. He held out a hand to her to help her to her feet.

He had - now that she could admire it properly - a beautiful dick. Sitting on the edge of the pool with him standing in front of her… how could she resist? Just a taste.

She took his hand to pull herself up, but only got to her knees. There she reached out one hand to very softly wrap around him, the other hand with a grip on his arse. Luna darted her head forward and ran her flattened tongue up along the bottom of his shaft, balls to tip, a breathy moan accompanying the action. She didn’t even mind that he tasted mostly of chlorine.

The first time she touched his cock and it was with her mouth. Will couldn't help a sound of lust escaping him, as he looked down at her, her wet hair sticking to her naked body. He had nothing to hold onto except for her, so he held her wrist where she held his body, trying not to lose balance, because fuck.

That sound. Luna made plenty of people moan, but most often they were people she had no real emotional connection to. But that moan had come from Will, Will who she loved, who she'd loved for so long, and wanted for so long and- every reason for ‘why not’ felt like a blur.

She leaned further in so she could surround the tip of his penis with her tongue, hand on the shaft. When she drew her mouth away it felt like everything in her body was tingling.

"Oh my god." Her voice sounded helpless, breathless, her eyes locking up onto his from where she knelt. "Oh my god, Will."

Will was breathing a little heavily, swept up in the moment. He wanted to tell her don't stop, please god don't stop- but she was looking up at him with those eyes and he wanted to bury himself inside her and hear her call out his name, his, not the gods her masters sent her to fuck, but his, by choice, because she wanted him.

"Don't overthink it," he said quickly, reaching down to pull her to her feet. "We can't stop now-"

A small disappointed sound escaped Luna’s lips when she was drawn away from that beautiful dick, but his lips were in front of her now, and that was good too. “Outside,” she repeated, her hands moving over his body. “I need you.”

It probably would have been faster and easier to just go at once, but he couldn't stop kissing her and trying to walk at the same time, until he just scooped her up in his arms and walked them both out, only fumbling with the doors a little. The night air was chill on damp skin and hair still dripping with water, but they would be warming up soon. Will stopped when his feet hit soft mossy grass, and he gently lowered her to the ground, leaning over her with a small smile.

"We still okay?" he asked, bending to kiss her, a hand stroking up her side to cup her breast, then bending to kiss it too.

In the ambient light from the nearby streets, Luna looked up from the soft grass and matched his smile. This was really happening. This was really going to happen.

She’d made a choice and Luna had no desire to turn back from it. And then his mouth (so hot compared to the air and her wet skin) was on her breast, and the sensation stole away a little more of her ability to think of anything deeply. Anything except him.

“More than okay,” she said, one hand running through his hair, the other on his shoulder because it was an easy part to reach.

He circled her nipple with his tongue and sucked it into his mouth, his thumb flicking over the other. Their bodies were drying slowly with the breeze, but occasionally a puff of air would catch him and make him shiver.

He wanted to return the favour she'd given him. He kissed his way down her smooth stomach, fingers following to her hips to coax her thighs apart. He glanced up at her a moment, a teasing look in his eye, then parted her with his fingers and bent to kiss and lick and suck her clit, wanting to feel her shudder and fall apart and remember this about him no matter what else came next.

“Oh fuck,” she whispered, her head dropping back against the grass and her hips tilting up towards his mouth, his mouth. Will’s mouth buried between her legs and it was the best thing she’d ever felt, because it was Will, it was Will, and they had been joking and playing and teasing each other for months, always wanting but never doing.

She suddenly couldn’t remember why, not with his tongue against her clit, not with her hand on his head to keep him close, not as he made her hips writhe and buck like this.

Will thrust his tongue up inside her, intoxicated by the scent of her and the way her body rose to meet him. He loved doing this, bringing her pleasure, hearing her gasp and the heat of her against his lips, one hand on himself, pushing into his fist. He waited until she was writhing against him, then pulled away, wiping his mouth on his arm, and climbed up her to kiss her and finally finally thrust his aching dick up into her, sliding his arm underneath to draw her body up to meet his with a groan of desire.

Luna whispered something desperately against Will’s throat, but the moment it was out of her mouth it was forgotten. It could have been his name or oh god or fuck or yes. It was just sounds that were replaced by moans as she spread her legs wider to allow him deeper.

She could taste herself on his tongue and each thrust into her made Luna feel weaker and weaker. He’d gotten her so close with his mouth, and she reached down between them to slide her fingers over her clit rapidly, her other hand on the back of his neck as they kissed.

"Come with me," he gasped against her mouth, keeping room for her hand between them. He wanted to bottle lightning, because it's Luna, and he'd fantasized about this for too fucking long. She felt fantastic against him, the little noises she was making into his ears driving him on. And fucking outside, with the rustle of the leaves above them, and the grass below them and sticking to them where their bodies were still damp. He hadn't thought this was how it would go their first time, but he was glad it was. He increased the pace of his thrusts, pressing kisses to her lips and cheek and wherever he could reach. "Luna- oh god fuck-"

Luna’s fingers were moving more erratically and she could feel herself tightening, feel everything in her body racing for that elusive beautiful moment. And then Will said come with me and she cried out, his voice the final thing she needed to push her over the edge. It felt almost violent, her orgasm, after this evening of them working themselves up and then denying. But the denying was done and Luna was repeating his name like a desperate prayer as she came, clamping down on him, trying to somehow pull him deeper. Her fingernails were digging into his back, but she couldn’t think of stopping them.

The way she gasped his name and shuddered against him- Will cried out and came too, pressing his face into the side of her neck as he fucked his hips in as deep as he could go. A woman’s body had never felt so good against him as she did in this moment. He breathlessly moaned his way through orgasm until it left him and his body could relax, and he collapsed against her, tiny aftershocks sending tremors through him.

“Holy shit, Luna-” he groaned, trying to get his breath back, pressing a kiss to her skin.

Luna felt utterly undone beneath his body, small shudders of her orgasm continuing to tingle through her, each tiny movement of Will causing even more of them. But it slowed and it faded to soft exhaustion and she turned her head to capture Will’s mouth with her own.

“I love you,” she said against his lips, her whispered voice sounding desperate to have those words out. Luna stretched her legs up to lock her ankles behind Will’s back, unwilling to let him move from inside her yet.

If Will could have gotten hard and fucked her all over again in that moment, he would have. “I love you too,” he replied, lifting a hand to hold her cheek, stroking his thumb gently across it. He smiled at her, his nose brushing against hers as his lips ghosted over her mouth, teasing her into wanting the kiss before he gave it to her. “I love you so fucking much. Why haven’t we been doing this all this time?”

Luna knew the exact answer to that question, and thinking about it now - when the fog of need and lust had cleared - felt suddenly like a heavy sickness in her stomach. Oh god, she thought. I’ve betrayed my vows.

She looked up at him, beautiful in the shadows, a gorgeous silhouette against the sky.

No, don’t think about it, don’t let it in, don’t let it poison the warm feeling of Will on top of you, inside of you, of the way his mouth tastes against yours.

She kissed him again, more fiercely, demanding all such words be pushed away from them.
“Stay with me,” she whispered against his lips. “Just like this. Stay with me.”

“As long as you like.” At this moment, Will would stay with his arms around her until the heat death of the universe, if that’s what she asked of him. He stroked her damp hair, gazing at her adoringly, becoming aware of how tickly the grass was getting on the parts of his body that didn’t usually see sunlight. He hoped that she would stay with him too, beyond this enclosed moment, outside of this night, after they went back to the real world and she had to face her masters again. He wanted to spend so many days and nights like this.

The real world was trying to intrude on Luna’s thoughts, but she didn’t want it. She wanted only Will right now. She shifted beneath him and said, “hang on,” before sitting up and pushing him back. But instead of going anywhere like it might have seemed she was, Luna pushed Will back to lie on the grass and straddled him, leaning down to kiss his lips again. When she pulled back she smiled at him, hands resting on his chest.

Will was a little surprised to find himself on his back, and looked up at her with a laugh. He placed his hands on her thighs, bending his knees up. “You been trying to get me on my back, then?” he asked. He might not be capable of doing anything about it just yet, but the feel of her sitting on him was lovely.

"But of course," she told him, leaning down to kiss his throat tenderly. "Now I can say I've pinned down the mighty Will Scarlet." She liked the way his hands rested on her skin and she sighed, thinking about the other things they could keep doing. When she drew back a little it was to kiss his lips again, and then speak with them still brushing.

"Come inside with me," she asked him. "There's comfortable furniture." Another kiss, her hand on his cheek. "Stay here and make love to me all night. Pretend we're the only two people who even exist."

Will answered by leaning up to kiss her firmly, capturing her face in his hands. Who knew what daylight would bring. Right now, he didn’t care. He was going to go into a stranger’s house and make love on their furniture until the sun came up.

“Will you still respect me in the morning?” he asked with a teasing smirk.

"Probably not," Luna smiled, teasing and lustful, reaching down between them to lay a hand against his dick as she kissed him deeply, even if it wasn't yet ready to react again. "But who needs respect when you could be having this ass instead?"

She stood up then, holding out her hand to him.

Will got up, dusting the bits of grass off his legs, and took her hand, tugging her into a passionate kiss. “I will take arse over respect from you, any day,” he said, letting her lead the way towards the house, the both of them as naked as the day they were born.

“I hope your friend doesn’t have security cameras.”