Sunday - December 14th, 2008 Who: Will and Devon When: Late Night Where: Devon's room that Will is staying in What: Devon can't sleep and sneaks in to see Will. Rated: NSFW
Devon couldn't sleep. He had been thinking all night about the conversation he had overheard that day about Will and some potion to make him a grown up again and how they weren't sure how it would work or if it would hurt or if he would remember, etc. He was worried about it. And after a few hours of laying there listening to his dad snore, he couldn't take it anymore. Creeping out of bed, he froze as James shifted, thinking he had woken him up. But when he started to breathe like he was before yet again, he relaxed and made his way out of the bedroom and across the hall to Will's room, or his old room rather, giving a soft knock to the door before he opened it and let himself in, closing the door softly behind him. Even in the darkness he could see that Will was awake. "I can't sleep," he explained softly. "Can I come sit with you?" ~~~ Will wasn't asleep. He couldn't settle. A cure had been made for this - whatever it was and talk was that he would be able to turn back to his old - or rather new for him - self. He would return to be a 111 year old fallen angel with a broken marriage and he didn't know how he was handling that. Will had adapted to life here and he quite enjoyed it. The people were funny and he was certainly attached to them, in particular Devon. But to know that drinking this potion would turn him into this... other person he didn't know, making him lose himself with no certainty that he would survive to the other side... Will was sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging his chest and feeling very contemplative. Devon's knock interrupted his thoughts but he welcomed him in, nodding. "Of course." ~~~ Will looked more like his old self right now than he had this entire time and Devon wasn't entirely certain that that was a good thing considering that he looked scared and worried. He moved to take a seat on the bed beside him and just sat there for a moment before reaching over to pull the other man into a hug, to pull his form which was much smaller than usual, against his own. "You know, no matter what happens, you'll always have me." He smiled before he repeated once more, "Always." ~~~ This was strange. Will would have been happy to sit in silence, well not happy, but he would have been ok if he didn't want to say anything. He'd not had a hug before, he'd never experienced anything like it. He wasn't sure he could get used to it but then Devon was very warm and he felt a great comfort spread through him. Amongst a sigh he rest his head against his chest. It was odd. When they had met they had been the same age and now Devon was older... firmer. Will stared into the distance. "Do you want me to turn back?" he asked softly. ~~~ That was a difficult question to answer. On the one hand, Will seemed happier this way. It could be a fresh start for him and maybe that was what he really needed. But on the other hand, the other purely selfish hand, he missed the person he had been. And so he answered honestly, because he would always be honest with Will no matter what. "Yes." The answer was a soft one. "But only because you... you loved me before. And now..." Now he wasn't sure that he did. ~~~ "I understand," Will replied and he truly did. To James, the demon wanted him turned because he was an inconvenience. He felt obliged to help Will through it like a parent would and he was eager to get him turned so that he could be rid of him again. Fisher didn't care either way, but probably more on James' line of thinking. He knew his friends would want him to return but they didn't truly matter. Devon had been close to Will that was obvious, and now he was completely foreign to him. "You miss how I was. You would miss how I was if I decided to stay like this....." ~~~ Devon nodded his head softly. "I'd miss being close to you. I mean not that we couldn't become close now but..." He exhaled a soft sigh. "You were my best friend. I could talk to you about anything. You even..." Devon smiled sheepishly. "You were the one who told me what to do after.. after the first time I woke up with, well, you know..." He lowered his voice to a whisper and said, "A hard-on." ~~~ At that Will had to laugh. It was instant, and started loud but then he reduced it to a snigger to prevent James from stirring. Pulling away he looked at Devon with sparkling eyes, finding this incredibly funny. "I can imagine that I did. I would not steer you wrong. But... I know that you like how I am as an older person. With my black hair.... which I still cannot believe I do." Sighing his shoulders slumped. "I will take the potion. It will be easier for everyone." ~~~ Devon frowned a little when Will laughed at him, but really that was ages ago and he could definitely see the humor in it now. His eyes were smiling, even if his lips were not. He shook his head. "You didn't. I think I probably did that like... half a dozen times that day." And that was just the first day. It had gotten progressively worse after that. "Well, but I like who you are now too just... You've grown a lot since this. And maybe it's not all good, maybe you're sad sometimes, but you're... you're a beautiful and amazing man, Will." ~~~ Looking at Devon as he spoke the angel eventually gave a small laugh, somber and almost disbelieving. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." It was the first time that he had professed any self-doubt, admitted that he did not truly believe that he was an amazingly attractive man with everything going for him. At this point, he truly didn't. He was just a boy, in the way, and he was trusting a witch with his life. ~~~ "And I have perfect vision," Devon contested, then reached a hand out to stroke fingers through Will's hair. "Your hair's so soft," he said in a whisper, fingers then drifting down from his hair to trace the line of his jaw. He smiled a little and remarked, "And I really like your freckles." ~~~ Wrinkling his nose at Devon's remark on freckles Will nevertheless had a smirk on the edge of his mouth. "You tease me," he protested, inclining his head slightly so that he may avoid Devon's touch. "I am nowhere near as attractive as I am later on in life. You grow into your bones just as you have done." ~~~ Devon dropped his hands with a bit of a laugh and then smirked, unable to help himself. "I definitely grew into one bone." He wiggled his brows and then grinned. "You're just as attractive now as you were, or are, when you're older just... when you're older, you're more..." He caught his lower lip with his teeth, knowing what he wanted to say but worried he may be crossing a line saying it. Fuck it. He said it anyway. "Sexy." ~~~ Will paid him rapt attention, listening to him speak and not even flinching when he mentioned about growing into his 'bone'. The only reaction Devon got to that was a slide of Will's lips, forming a very devilish smirk that was echoing his look later on in life. However that word made his eyes widen and he snickered, trying not to laugh harder. "Sexy. My word, boy, you really... you were six! How could you possibly..." ~~~ "I wasn't six the last time I saw you all grown up. I was sixteen. And sixteen year olds know what's sexy." Devon smiled shyly as he added, "And you were sexy. You have, uhm, what is it they call it?" He frowned a little, trying to think back to the term he had heard a few days ago. "Swagger! You have swagger. And it's really, er, appealing." Talking about this was making something somewhat uncomfortable happen and he shifted slightly, trying to ensure that it wouldn't be obvious. ~~~ Noticing that Devon was getting a little stiff, Will glanced down at Devon's lap and then set him with very amused eyes. "Maybe I should stay as I am. If I turn back into my black-haired future self you will be hurting your dick wherever you go, bashing into surfaces..." ~~~ Devon scowled at him. "It's not nice to point out these sorts of things. And it wasn't.. I'm not..." He sighed and nudged him. "Just shut up!" ~~~ Chuckling Will edged away from the nudge only slightly, enjoying this teasing. He hoped he was this fun in future. Or - tomorrow. The mood was back and his smile faded, staring at the bedsheets. This had been the most comforting place he had ever stayed. It was a world away from inviting incubus to take the virginity of young girls he'd lured and then inviting the vampires to drink from them.... ~~~ The last thing he wanted to see was that frown take over his lips once more. "Hey," Devon said softly. "If it makes you feel better to tease me, you can." He gave a small shrug of his shoulders. "I pretend to hate it, but I really don't mind that much." He smiled. ~~~ "I apologise that I am not - more animated with you," he said quietly. He didn't want Devon to feel that he was depressed but he was merely contemplative. "I am preparing myself for tomorrow. It is - almost like a death. My life ends and my future life continues. I will no longer be here." ~~~ "Then..." Devon hesitated for a moment before he asked. "Can I make a proposition? I mean, if you're dying. Kind of." He bit his lower lip, reluctant to say more. ~~~ One eyebrow arched. This little kid was up to something. "A proposition.... I will hear it out certainly, but no guarantees." ~~~ Devon took a deep breath and exhaled slowly through his nose to calm his nerves. "I wanna kiss you. I know that that's not.. something that you do or did or... I mean I heard you tell someone that before but... If tonight's your last night here, it couldn't really hurt." ~~~ "You wish to kiss me?" he asked, surprised. He shouldn't be, truly. He had conditioned himself to hit anyone who tried and to cause them harm, he didn't want to do that to Devon so warning was probably best. However..... "this would be your first kiss, wouldn't it?" ~~~ Devon nodded his head yes, an answer to both of the questions. He wanted to kiss him and it would be his first kiss. Most people had kissed long before they were the physical age that he was now but considering... Still, he had known for a while that he wanted it to be Will, he just hadn't been sure how he was gong to approach it. But now seemed as good a time as any. ~~~ Giving it a long hard consideration Will went quiet. Devon was an attractive man but he was James' son. Will currently felt no love for him, for either of them, just an affection. Though he was wary that his future self may not approve there were no guarantees this wuold be rememebered. "It should not be arranged," he said simply. "If I were to kiss you now it would lose all meaning and spontanaeity. You need it to mean something, or you will regret it. That is what I have seen." ~~~ Devon shook his head softly. "I could never regret it. And I would have just.. done it without asking first but... I didn't want to disrespect you that way." But maybe he was right and this wasn't the best idea he had ever had. Still, he had to admit that his feelings were somewhat hurt. He frowned as he looked down at his hands. "I should probably go back to bed." ~~~ Ugh that face. Will felt a pang of something he didn't recognise as he watched Devon look so disappointed, sound so dejected. No, not dejected - REjected. Will knew how that felt. He was able to block it out and pass it off as nothing but not Devon. Clearly he had thought this through, it was what he wanted. And Will would be gone tomorrow.... he edged towards him, so that their sides touched, and then drew up a hand through his hair. He knew how to seduce. "Your hair is soft as well," he commented quietly, gently, catching his eyes. "Very nice to touch. I would lose myself in the feel of you if I did not believe you would get in trouble." ~~~ Devon glanced up at Will with a bit of a frown as he moved close to him, then quirked a brow slightly as the other man started to touch his hair. He knew that look though. He had seen it before, not toward him, of course, but hiis face. He could feel his pulse start to pick up before he whispered, "I'm always in trouble. It wouldn't be much different." ~~~ Removing that hand to stroke down Devon's back Will then glanced, coyly, between them before he took a breath. "I want to thank you," he began, then brought their eyes back to meet. "You have been honest with me from the start. You have protected me, taken care of me. And though James has done a great deal for me, it is you who has made me feel - wanted. I thank you for that. And if I am not here for you tomorrow, I wanted you to know that I appreciated you." He offered him a smile. "You are a good man, Devon McCafferty. I hope you stay as such." ~~~ "That's cuz you are wanted," Devon replied simply. And then he smiled, a small breath taken as he glanced down at his hand, moving it to rest on Will's thigh. "I'm a good man because the positive influences in my life have made me that way." And the negative ones too, he supposed. ~~~ With a smile on his lips Will took Devon's hand in his and squeezed it gently, eyes shining at him. "It is more than that. You are wise. And you know people, you read them better than they can read themselves. You are - brutally honest. And I like that." Another squeeze of his hand. "No matter what anyone else says." His tongue came out to wet his mouth, as if he were suddenly dry before admitting, "I do very much like you." ~~~ "People lie too much. And they say it's for other people's good or it doesn't hurt anyone but.. that isn't true." Devon shook his head softly. "I never want to be like that." He smiled when Will squeezed his hand, following his lead and licking his own lips. "Good," he replied softly. "Because I love you, Will. Always." ~~~ Inching closer to Devon to invite him to kiss he was nevertheless taken back by those words. Nobody had told him those words before. Caught, he looked into Devon's eyes, clearly surprised and confused. "I do not know why," he breathed, unable to fathom it. He didn't move from where he was. ~~~ "You don't have to know why, just know that I do," Devon concluded, and then he took the opportunity to place a hand on Will's neck, holding him by way of that as he leaned in to press a warm kiss against the other man's lips. He was inexperienced so of course it showed, but that didn't mean he wouldn't try. ~~~ This effected him more than he had anticipated. Perhaps it was the knowledge he was welcomed, wanted somewhere. He was even loved, a foreign concept that he still believed was stupid but was realising why people liked to lie to themselves with it. It was a nice feeling. A breath caught in his throat as Devon kissed him, then he relaxed. Will was by no means experienced, kept his lips against Devon before he began to shift them slightly, encouraging movement. ~~~ It wasn't until Will's lips started to move against his own that he really relaxed and decided to just go for it. He had seen his dad kissing people enough times to kinda know how this was supposed to go. He started to move his lips against Will's own, soft pecks against them, and then he pushed his tongue against the other man's lips so that he could put it in his mouth, just like he had seen his dad do. ~~~ The sensation was wird. To have someone's mouth against his own, making strange motions and smothering their wet lips against his, though Devon's wasn't exactly slimy. His lips were nice and full, pleasant to touch. Will responded in kind, opening his mouth to allow Devon's tongue entry. His own tongue moved to greet him, taste him. ~~~ This was met with a soft moan which seemed to vibrate between them and cause Devon's body to melt into Will's own. He'd shifted, now pressing in close to him at every possible point he could, not just at their lips, as his tongue caressed Will's own. ~~~ Will whimpered, not being accustomed to this unusual feeling of tingles and stirrings. He'd given and received sexual favours before but they were detached. This held so much meaning, especially for Devon, and it was pouring through the young man's body. As Devon pressed close Will found himself leaning backwards under the weight and eventually he was on his back, flat on the mattress with his arms around Devon, continuing to kiss him. ~~~ This was getting heated and rather quickly. Will was on his back, Devon on top of him, pressing into him, that hardness quite evident against the other man's groin as he continued to explore his mouth, tongue moving over his teeth, the top and bottom of his tongue, the roof of his mouth. His pulse was racing even more, heart beating quickly in his chest. He moaned and rolled his hips down against him. ~~~ It was like instinct as his legs opened so that Devon could settle on top of him. This was a very nice sensation. The hardness Devon showed would have to remain there for Will would go no further than this, but it was clear that he was following along the same path with his own reaction. Opening his mouth he had to take a breath, shuddering in order to gather his thoughts before he consumed Devon's mouth again. ~~~ Devon gasped for breath as the kiss ended, the friction between them nearly unbearable. He busied his lips with kissing the other man's neck, along the line of his jaw, and then his lips were claimed once more which caused him to groan, his hands sliding down the other man's slender form. He would always remember this. Always. And he hoped that Will would remember it too but if he didn't.. Well.. No one could take this away from him, right? Not eve his dad. ~~~ Will liked having his neck kissed. He realised this when he let out a small noise before he simply had to kiss Devon again. He'd let him do more later, provided no mark was made. Gripping through Devon's hair he growled, a devil rising within him but fuck was he trying to be good here! Of everything he would not betray his other principles and he would not further spoil this boy, this very good good GOOD kisser... ~~~ Will wouldn't have to worry about spoiling Devon because Devon would be the one to pull away first. He was panting, his skin flushed, lips swollen from kissing, along with other things, but he knew he had to stop. "I.. We..." He was afraid of what might happen, what could happen, if they kept this up. "I should go. This is.. nice and you're amazing and I want to... But I can't, ya know?" ~~~ As Devon breathed out his reasons Will nodded, but he wouldn't let go that easily. He pulled him down for another deep kiss, tongue raking within his mouth like an expert before he pulled away again, fire behind his eyes and a smirk on those red and tender, pouting lips. "I know. You may return to your father... but I would take care of that first.." he grinned, nudging his knee against Devon's hardness. ~~~ Devon groaned as he was pulled in for another kiss. He wanted.. he wanted.. More. But he didn't even really know what more was. He wasn't that knowledgeable about things, after all. He knew how to masturbate now but that was about it. He just knew that this feeling was... consuming. And slightly terrifying. Breathing hard, he nodded his head and then let out a whimper as that knee nudged him. "You don't.. do you want to..." What the fuck was he trying to get at? His brain wasn't working clearly. "Did you wanna watch?" ~~~ Oh fuck. The look in Will's eyes intensified and if possible his eyes brightened mischeivously. Gradually a devilish grin spread over his face and he began to snigger, trailing a hand down Devon's back. "Yes..." he purred, nipping at Devon's bottom lip. "I would like to see that before tomorrow..." ~~~ And now he was nervous. But he also felt harder, if that was even possible. Devon nodded his head, pressing a soft kiss against Will's lips once more before he pulled away. "Be right back." He needed to go get something from the bathroom, something to slick himself up with and something to catch it in before he did that. Thankfully he had his own bathroom that was attached to this bedroom so he didn't have to run out into the hall with his hardon proudly straining against his pajama pants. As it was, he only had to stumble into the bathroom, anxious hands seeking out a bottle of lotion from the cabinet and a towel. He came back and then just stood there for a moment, holding these two things awkwardly as he glanced around. "The chair?" He wasn't sure where to sit. "Should I turn the lamp on?" It was kind of dark. ~~~ Will waited and watched Devon scuttle around like a lost lamb. It was quite funny to watch but his own erection was distracting. After Devon had gone into the bathroom he sat up and rubbed at his dick, trying to urge it to lessen because he knew watching Devon would cause another effect. He didn't even have any dolls to care to him and he would not be seeking it here. Settling against the pillows, sitting up, Will gestured towards the other side of the bed. "You can sit near to me," he said softly, almost sounding like his adult self apart from his accent. "And turn the lamp on.... I need good light." ~~~ Devon nodded his head, feeling that nervousness bubble up in his throat preventing him from saying a word. He moved to take a seat on the other sde of the bed, placing the lotion on the nightstand before turning on the lamp. Then he was still and quiet for a moment, listening to see if he heard anyone stirring in the rest of the apartment. Nothing. So he lay the towel beside him and then settled, back agains the headboard as he sat directly beside of Will, his hands smoothing up and down his pajama bottoms nervously before he arched his hips up and slid them down just past his knees. He had no idea what his dad's penis looked like. He'd never bothered to check it out. So he had no way of knowing that he had at least a good inch on him in length as well as quite a bit more girth. He grasped it and stroked it a few times, breathing a bit hard, then reached for the lotion, squirting a bit into his palm for lubrication. ~~~ Will did enjoy seeing people pleasure themselves. It was like he was involved in their most private moments, short of having sex with them. Only they knew what got them off and he had a feeling that Devon had done this enough to know precisely that. Though on seeing Devon's large offering he had to lick his lips and felt his own cock give a twitch. Apparently he found it incredibly attractive. He'd like the challenge of putting his mouth around it - but no. That was not for him. Settling back so he could watch he forced himself to settle, keeping any thoughts to himself. ~~~ Hand slicked, he went back to stroking himself once more, his movements very slow, very measured and deliberate. He liked it that way. He liked to start out slow and easy and gradually work up his pace, which was what he was doing now. His head fell back and his eyes closed for a moment, but not for long. Opening his eyes, Devon turned his head slightly so that he could watch Will watching him. This made his dick twitch in his hand. He was pretty sure this was supposed to be a quiet moment, but he couldn't stop himself from asking, "Is it okay?" ~~~ Watching Devon stroking himself was... fuck. His erection strengthened and he shifted uncomfortably. There was an intensity in his eyes as he continued to watch, breathing becoming a little heavy under the intense arousal of this moment. The dick twitch was fucking nice. He liked this effect. Will wanted to tease and so he rested a hand on Devon's thigh, squeezing him slightly. "It's beautiful." ~~~ Devon exhaled a shuddered breath in response to the words and the touch. He stroked himself a bit faster then, his hips arching off the bed to meet his hand as his eyes fluttered closed then forced themselves open. "You can touch me, if you want. Or yourself." Was this weird, wrong? It wasn't like they were having sex, right? This was really nothing. It was fine. It would be fine. And it wasn't like anyone would ever need to know. ~~~ The only control Will had right now was being the only one not touching himself, not lured by the effects of sex. So although he wanted to touch him, and stroke himself, and devour that cock, Will merely stroked a path up and down Devon's thigh. "No. I am more than happy just watching you work..." And he pressed a small kiss to Devon's cheek, breathing hotly in his ear. ~~~ Devon exhaled a breath when Will moved in to kiss his cheek, the feel of his breath making him shiver. His arm shot out to grasp Will's own as he whispered, "Stay close." He liked having him like this. And with him like this, he would be able to feel the soft tremors that ran through Devon's body, be able to feel the quickness of his pulse through his grip on his arm. He added a bit of a twisting motion to his wrist as his speed picked up once more, the added friction causing him to tremble and moan out. ~~~ Will obeyed and rest his head against Devon's shoulder, nuzzling him and kissing his neck. His hand continued to roam along his leg, then up to his hips and over his chest. He liked being close, too. It made him feel like he was being effective, that his mere presence was turning Devon on. "Such a big cock," he said, sounding impressed, murmuring it close to Devon's ear so that nobody could hear. "You are truly blessed. Those who experience it will no doubt writhe and moan and cum in minutes.... your shaft will deliver shuddering strokes and thrusts within them, making them moan and scream your name....." ~~~ His presence was having an affect on him, one hell of an affect. And then when he started to speak, it was all Devon could do to contain himself. He gasped, even had to go as far as to grip his dick by the base and squeeze it to keep from getting off already. He had been working on that after he'd discovered that he could make it last longer, just because he knew enough to know that people wanted sex to take a while. A bead of precum glistened at the tip of his cock while he took a moment to breathe, his hand moving up to capture that bit with his thumb and then glide it down along that sensitive vein, his dick practically dancing in response, jerking from how good that felt. "Yours," he managed to mutter, though he was breathing so hard that forming words wasn't easy. ~~~ The precum that glistened and showed just how close Devon was made Will hum hungrily. He could really do with bobbing down his head, putting those lips around him and taking him the rest of the way but he wouldn't. Sucking his lips together he then watched Devon, studied him. "My what?" he whispered, nipping at his earlobe. ~~~ Yes, he was close. He was so close. Devon's hand had closed back around his shaft and he was stroking it quickly once more, trying to keep up with the racing pulse inside his veins. "I am," he managed to whimper, hoping that he got the point. There would be no words after that, only a rather loud groan as his dick twitched and then pulsed, shooting torrents of hot, sticky cum all over his stomach. ~~~ The reply got a soft sigh as Will watched him and then Devon's groan was devoured by Will's lips as he turned his head and kissed him deeply, delving his tongue into his mouth. As Devon recovered, Will eased him down, pecking his mouth and stroked down his chest. Just for fun he put on a deep American Accent. "You are beautiful." He smiled, then, stroking along his cheek. "You are also tired." ~~~ Devon would be glad for the kiss in retrospect just because it meant that his father and Fisher wouldn't hear him. But at the time, it was just a bit much. He couldn't breathe. And he was glad when it was over because he had to catch his breath. He was panting. He flushed and smiled at the compliment and then nuzzled his face againt him. "You're beautiful." He licked his lips. He was tired but, well, there was one thing he needed to say before he went. "Don't be angry with me, okay? When you go back to who you were before, don't be angry with me, or with yourself, because of this. If you even remember this." ~~~ Sniggering he stroked through Devon's hair. "No promises," he said softly, pressing an affectionate kiss to the bridge of his nose. He was not sure of his future self's temperament. He wasn't sure what he'd remember or how he would feel about it. He was not going to agree to something he might not be able to honour in future. "Go. Clean up and then return to your father.Sleep. Dream well. And should you dream of me, do not poke him with that weapon of yours..." ~~~ Devon frowned slightly. But at least he had said it, and perhaps he would remember it should there come a point in time when he was angry with him for this. He rolled his eyes and nudged him with his elbow as he spoke of his weapon, grabbing the towel and using it to clean up the mess on his dick and his abs. He then moved to pull up his pajama pants and grab the lotion, heading into the bathroom to finish straightening himself up. ~~~ After Devon moved Will went to lay down, resting his head on the comfiest pillow he'd ever been given and disappearing between the thinnest and softest sheets he could wish for. He was tired but he had something to take care of first which would be done when Devon went back to bed. He waited for the other man to return, sighing as his eyes drooped. His lips were still tingling and he smiled at the thought. ~~~ Devon couldn't leave without one last kiss. The tall man leaned over Will on the bed and pressed the softest and sweetest of kisses against his lips. "Goodnight," he whispered, and then moved around to turn off the lamp before making a quiet exit from the room to head back to his dad's room to go to bed. ~~~ The moment Devon left, the door closed, Will rolled on to his back and began to stroke himself, slowly at first, evening his breaths and closing his eyes. Devon's mouth, lips, the feel of his thighs and the sight of his dick twitching... the fact he had said he was Will's. "Yours" he'd said, so sure of it... that sweet boy so desirous for Will.... he came within minutes, whimpering quietly. Then in the comfort of the dark he smiled, content, and rolled on to his side, heaving one great sigh before falling asleep. Tomorrow could wait. He would content himself in dreams tonight.