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Title: Morning After
Pairing: Will/Skandar
Rating: NC-17
Author's note: This piece is rather short, and the rating isn't so well deserved. PG-13, however, might have been too low. lol Not that it actually matters. Anywho, I like this one, the idea was pretty simple.
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Will awoke next to Skandar in the hotel room, which was filled with morning sunlight, and sat up in bed. In the mirror on the opposite wall, he saw his mussed hair and naked body through half-closed eyes. He looked like hell. Falling back onto the pillow to avoid the reflection, his head next to Skandar’s, he felt thankful that he at least didn’t have a hangover. Chuckling, he thought of poor Skandar; when he did drink, which wasn’t that often, he made an event of it.
Will climbed onto the sleeping boy and rested his head on his favourite contour of the milky chest and nuzzled into the warmth- other than Skandar’s hangover, the morning was fairly usual. Will felt the smooth skin against his cheek, on of his favourite sensations in the world. Skandar smelled sweet, a mixture of the cologne he had been wearing the night before and the remaining scent of the thin sheen of perspiration that had added a glisten to the already white skin. He lifted Skandar’s limp forearm and pressed his lips to sensitive soft skin on the inside of the wrist. Will could feel the pulse and rush of blood through the artery with his lips.
Skandar’s eyes fluttered open and he lifted his hand to stroke Will’s silky golden hair; Will had the most perfect hair in the world. Skandar ignored the throbbing in his head. Although it was faint now, it would be magnified later. He distantly hoped they had pain pills in the bathroom.
“Mornin’, love,” he managed to articulate, trying not to slur the words.
Will giggled. Was Skandar still a little tipsy? Thank God he didn’t do this often.
“You are so cute,” said Will through upturned lips.
Skandar sat up suddenly and got out of bed, pulling Will with him.
“What?” Will asked, now standing.
The only answer he got was Skandar dropping to his knees and taking Will’s morning glory into his hot mouth.
Oh. That’s what.Skandar’s mouth was a bit more slobbery this morning, a bit more relaxed. Nevertheless, Will couldn’t help rocking his hips, couldn’t believe how incredibly hot Skandar’s mouth felt around his cock.
Skandar, through his suckling, could tell Will was close by the tightening of his groin muscles and he pulled off. Will’s fingers gripped Skandar’s hair as he came on the boy’s face and pulled Skandar up to face him.
God, Skandar looked so beautiful, his eyes fluttering, his angular face covered in come. Impulsively, Will liked his come off of Skandar’s face and kissed the lips, seductively red against white skin.
Skandar beamed and pulled Will onto the bed; the upside of Skandar’s occasional hangovers was that he was always ready for more sex, even hornier than usual.