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Title: Enraptured, part 1
Pairing: Will/Skandar
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Angst, first time. Most of the sexage will be in part 2, which will be up very soon.
Author's note: This is my first fanfic, so be nice. It took me a lot of tweaking, because for some reason I just couldn't get Will right. Hopefully I've got him sorted now.
Skandar paced his room, waiting for his parents to leave. They were going to a party that would last until very late and Will would be there soon; as far as Skandar’s parents were concerned, the boys were having a sleepover. But Skandar knew it would be much more than that.
At fifteen years, Skandar was always confused about his emotions, especially but rather grew constantly. On the set, they had become an item, but Skandar hadn’t told his parents yet, though he knew they probably suspected.
Skandar remembered the first time they had made their affection public; they simply walked onto the set one morning holding hands, Skandar’s head resting on Will’s shoulder. Georgie had nearly exploded with excitement, hugging the couple with surprising force, kissing their cheeks. It had always amazed Skandar how much commotion such a small person could make. Anna had just beamed with happiness for the boys; when she kissed Will’s cheek, Skandar had heard her say “If you hurt him, I’ll have to kill you, William Moseley.”
Skandar smiled at the memory. Anna had always been sister-like to both he and Will, but she was almost maternally protective of Skandar.
He was pulled from the warmth of his thoughts as he heard his parents calling goodbye from the door; he didn’t even bother to reply. He grabbed his cell phone off his desk, intending to call Anna. On second thought, that would probably be too awkward for her. She had already given him plenty of advice on how to be himself and all that, but Skandar doubted she wanted to know about the sex life of two of her best friends.
*
Will turned up his car’s radio as he drove to Skandar’s house. He ran his hand through his hair as he sighed. He and Skandar hadn’t had sex yet, and they were both eager. Very eager. There had been blowjobs in Skandar’s trailer during breaks in filming, but they had never had time for anything more, with Will staying in a hotel and with constant responsibilities. They could have gone for quickies, but they both agreed to making their first time special. This repressing of their sexual energy had caused quite a rise in emotions, and they often found themselves almost going at it on the set.
Will had come to know that his feelings for Skandar were deeper than he had realized, and that he had always felt this way for Skandar. He loved him, and he was sure Skandar felt the same way.
*
Skandar heard Will’s car pull up in the driveway, and he bolted out of his room and downstairs. He had opened the door before Will had even knocked, and pulled Will inside, accosting Will with kisses. Will managed to kick the door closed as he fervently kissed Skandar back. When the kiss finally broke, Skandar hugged Will and refused to let go, but Will returned the embrace with the same enthusiasm. God, how he loved simply holding Skandar, feeling his warmth. Skandar could smell Will’s natural scent from the skin on his neck, he nuzzled his face further into Will’s neck.
“Skandar,” Will said after a while.
“Yeah?”
“Uh, before we- do anything- um, I just wanted you to know something. Um, I- I love you.” Will tightened his arms around Skandar, as if afraid he would leave him.
Skandar’s heart nearly stopped.
“I love you, too.” He had been waiting to tell Will for months, but had been too afraid. Skandar smiled to himself, relishing the beautiful feeling of loving Will and having his affection returned.
Will pulled from their embrace, his eyes just a little teary. Suddenly very serious, he cupped Skandar’s face in his hands, locking their eyes together. Will could see that Skandar was reddening from the attention. Skandar’s pale hand found Will’s larger, tanner one and he silently led Will up the stairs and into his room
The two of them stood in Skandar’s bedroom, still holding hands. Will lightly brushed their lips together.
“I want you so bad” Skandar moaned, pressing their erections together. He could feel his hardness being painfully restrained by the denim and cotton.
Will seemed to sense the sudden increase of Skandar’s arousal and he chuckled as he quickly unzipped Skandar’s trousers for him, releasing his erection to be shrouded only in the thin fabric of Skandars blue boxers.
Skandar moaned and fell to his knees, nearly ripping open Will’s jeans, pulling them down along with Will’s light green boxers- which he found absolutely adorable- to reveal Will’s throbbing cock. Will’s dick was golden tan, like the rest of him. He pulled back Will’s foreskin to reveal the his bulbous and throbbing dick head, the color of dusted rose. Without hesitation, Skandar licked the slit, tasting Will’s precum, which was a delicious sweet and salty taste. Will rocked back and forth. What Skandar didn’t know was that Will had saved his cum for almost two weeks and was desperate for release, the pressure in his balls seeming to intensify with every touch of Skandar.
Skandar stood up and Will quickly placed his hands on Skandar’s hips, pushing down the boxers. Skandar latched his lips onto Will’s, their tongues entwining. Will blindly pushed Skandar onto the bed and laid on top of him, straddling Skandar’s glorious, pale body.