Oh, God. He whimpered, melting against him. Huge parts of his mind were screaming so many reasons why this was a bad idea. But William's body was so warm. And his hands and lips were so amazing. He vaguely heard Archie's voice, and shuddered. How could God torture him like this? All of them? What had they done to deserve this? He couldn't do this in front of Archie, his poor Archie, but he couldn't pull away.