Will

[nola_deadpool]

The best thing about coffee shop social media, if you were Nate Harris, was that you could use it to get laid. It was even making hookups with old hookup friends, like Elspeth, more efficient! Thank you, Phoenix Effect!

Tonight, though, wasn't about Elspeth. It was about cute, awkward Will. When Nate got an invitation, he took it seriously, after some address-themed DMs, Nate was on his way to Will's place. He knocked when he reached the door, stood back with his hands in his pockets, and whistled pleasantly, nonchalantly, as he waited. Tonight was a great night to be Nate.

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[nola_deadpool]

Oh, the answer was clear. Will’s answers in this domain were always clear; it was something Nate liked about him. He grinned and kissed down Will’s neck, drifting onto his shoulder and chest, teeth grazing over one of his nipples. That done, he obligingly fell to his knees. “You need to take these off, too,” he pointed out, tugging playfully at Will’s pants.

[nola_iceman]

"God, just making me do everything," he faux complained, just to have something to say as he tugged open his jeans and pushed them off. It was easier to ignore the hot flush in his cheeks when he was joking, to not feel so self-conscious about what just seeing Nate grinning up at him was doing.

[nola_deadpool]

“But it’s cute when your face turns red,” Nate innocently replied, mouthing over Will’s hips and belly, drawing down Will’s underwear himself, thanks, since apparently Will was doing too much here.

[nola_iceman]

Which, of course, only made it redder, but Will couldn't bring himself to mind. "Guess it's a good thing you're good at making me blush, then." Good at making Will press towards those kisses, too.

[nola_deadpool]

“Wanna know what else I’m good at?” Nate asked, although he provided the answer himself by taking Will in his mouth.