Closer
felisblanco
NC-17 Liam/Will
Will is a lonely club-goer looking to make a connection…but an encounter with a dominating stranger might turn out to be more than he bargained for.
Warnings for: This fic is dark. It deals with the topic of questionable consensuality and date rape. It seeks to deal with the complexity of emotions involved in such a scenario realistically, and may be upsetting to some readers. Additionally, there are D/s overtones and some daddy!kink.
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Notes: The song is Closer by Nine Inch Nails.
“Will? You have to wake up. It’s almost noon.”
The voice was kind but insistent and with a groan he opened his eyes. Liam was crouching by the bed and stroking his hair, the look in his eyes so caring that for a moment Will wondered if maybe this was more than just lust. Annoyed with himself for teasing his heart like that he yawned and ran sticky fingers through his hair. “Give me a minute.”
“Sure.” Liam stood up and Will wanted to reach out for him and pull him back down. Pull the blanket over their heads and forget the rest of the world. Instead he sat up and tugged up his pants. He stood up and went into the bathroom, splashing his face with cold water before looking into the mirror. He was still pale but his cheeks were flushed and his eyes looked more alive then he could ever remember them being. He tried to slick back his hair but it was too long and in the end he gave up, letting the curls fall down either side of his face. Giving himself a small smile in the mirror he went out to join Liam.
Their meeting with the family went beyond his expectations. After talking for over an hour about Oz, getting a general feeling of the boy and his relationship with his family and friends, Will told them what he had in mind and they nodded with a dazed expression on their faces. Liam brought out the pictures they had chosen for the article and although they made his mother cry and his father turn away in grief they agreed. When they came to the shot of the kiss Alexander stared at it in amazement before mimicking Will’s action, tracing the tears with the tip of one finger. Then he looked at Liam and murmured ‘Thank you’ before standing up and leaving the room.
An hour later they were in the car, heading back for London. Will had his laptop up, typing on it with an enthusiasm he had missed more than he realised. After hardly looking up for two hours he was more or less done, only needing to look up the specific statistics and he put the laptop away, planning to give it a final look over when they arrived.
Halfway there they stopped for a bite to eat. Their conversation was effortless and they deliberately kept it light, steering away from topics they didn’t dare talk about. Eyes kept glancing, hands twitched to touch but they held back, not really knowing why. Liam had a coke with his ribs while Will nibbled his burger and drank beer. He finished two and was about to order a third when Liam wiped his mouth, got up and said they’d better get going. He hadn’t finished his meal and Will looked at him quizzically but Liam only gave him a smile and went to pay the bill. Will was left staring at the remaining inch in his glass. Then with a determination he didn’t really feel he put it down and left the table.
The rest of the trip seemed to go by too fast. Will was quiet, tossing and turning all kinds of openings in his head but they all sounded stupid. ‘So are we gonna…?’ or ‘Do you want to…?’ or ‘Hey, let’s meet up and…’ He groaned and he could sense Liam glancing at him. He gave him a quick smile and resumed his inner dialogue. The closer they got the worse ideas he came up with until all words had departed his brain except a mantra of ‘What now? What now? What now?’
He jerked awake when the car suddenly came to a halt and he looked up to find them parked outside his block of flats. Panicking he turned his head and blurted out “What now?” just as Liam said “So are we gonna meet up and…?”
They stared at each other and then Will felt a smile tugging at the corner of his lips just as Liam bit his in amusement and soon they were both grinning like old friends.
“How about I go in and finish this while you go to your place to sleep, because you look absolutely exhausted? Then we can meet up for coffee tomorrow morning and I’ll let you read it over before we go and have our battle with old Rupe?”
Liam smiled. “Sure.” He got out as Will got his laptop and bag out of the car and then stood awkwardly while he unlocked the front door of the building. Will turned and looked at him and he smiled nervously. “Liam?”
“Well, I was thinking…” He blushed and looked away. “See, I…”
Will hesitated only a second before leaning forward and kissing him softly on the lips. “You want to come in?”
“Ok.”
He held the door open and Liam stepped inside. As the door clicked shut behind them they were wrapped in darkness. Will could hear Liam breathing somewhere to his left. Shivering he flipped the switch but nothing happened. His stomach twisted and his heart started beating faster and faster in his chest. Angry with himself for his weakness he searched for his keys and finally dug them up, only to drop them on the floor. Shit. His eyes didn’t seem to adjust to the darkness at all. Instead it got blacker and heavier, suffocating him with its possibilities. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
“Maybe this wasn’t such a good id…”
Liam huffed as he was pushed against the wall, hot lips pressing against his. When Will finally pulled back they were both gasping for breath. He turned his head and licked the hand that was cupping his face, pressing back the memory of it backhanding him. “I wanna fuck you, Liam.”
He shivered when Liam drew in a sharp breath, his cock pressing hard against his stomach. “Fuck!” He panted, fingers rubbing Will’s neck. “God, yes. I want you to fuck me, Will. Want you to take me. Please.” He rained kisses down Will’s throat, then nibbled his ear. “If… if you’re sure you’re ready?”
Will swallowed. “No. But I don’t care. I can’t wait. I want you. I want you so fucking much.” He pushed Liam’s jacket aside and slipped his hands under his t-shirt. He wanted skin, wanted heat, wanted to feel the blood pumping in the veins under his tongue.
“Wait. We can’t do this here. We’ve got to find the keys.” Liam slipped away from him and Will could hear him move below him in the dark. “Bingo!” The keys were thrust into his hand and he unlocked the door. They stumbled inside and Will turned on the lights, squinting against the bright assault.
Fuck, his place looked like shit. Empty bottles and smelly pizza boxes everywhere. Dirty clothes and dust bunnies covering his floor and furniture. The whole place smelled of drunken depression. He could feel his cheeks reddening. God, what must Liam think of him? He turned around to apologise, to suggest they’d find somewhere else, even though a part of him wanted it to be here. Needed it to be here.
Liam wasn’t looking around or wrinkling his nose. He was staring at him with a longing so strong Will could feel it like waves, caressing his skin, making every hair on his body stand on end. “Please, can I undress you?”
All he managed was a small nod. Liam took one step, two steps, and then he was slipping his hands inside Will’s jacket, up to his shoulder and slowly pushing it until it slipped off and on the floor. Next he pulled on the t-shirt, tugging it over Will’s head and arms. The stale air felt cool against his skin. His arms moved unconsciously to hug his body.
“Need to feed you, Will. Shouldn’t neglect such a beautiful body.”
He closed his eyes, tears pricking under his eyelids. “I’m sorry. I know I’m…”
“So beautiful. God, you’re beautiful.”
He heard a thump and when he opened his eyes Liam was kneeling on the floor and looking up at him with that same adoration he’d shown that morning. Then he reached out and started unbuttoning his jeans, slowly until they slipped off his hips and pooled around his ankles. Feeling awkward he watched as Liam lifted each foot and removed the boots and socks. Then he looked up at him and with a nod Will slipped his thumbs under the waist of his boxers and pushed them down.
He was standing completely naked and he felt utterly vulnerable. His arms moved to hide his body again but Liam took his wrists gently and held them to his side. “Don’t hide it. I want to see you.”
He swallowed and gave him a small nod, then stood still as Liam undressed slowly, his hands trembling slightly. Finally they stood facing each other and Liam bit his lip, his earlier confidence dwindling. “So, how do you want to do this?”
Will blinked. He opened his mouth to say whatever way was good with him when he saw the fear in Liam’s eyes and realised he was waiting for him to guide him through something he had never done and was very unsure about. And suddenly all his own doubts evaporated.
“Well, I don’t know.” He stepped forward and ran a finger up Liam’s arm until he reached his neck, pulling him down for a deep kiss. He could feel Liam slowly relaxing as their tongues entangled and gently he pushed him towards the bed. “We can do it like this.”
Liam sat down on the bed as his knees hit the brink, eyes wide. Will smiled at him, kissed him and then pushed him again so he fell flat on his back. Then he crawled his way up the tense body until they were parallel and he gave Liam another light kiss. “With me on top of you,” he licked his neck, “staring into your eyes as I push inside you, feeling you tight around my cock.”
Liam gasped and when Will lowered his body he bucked up to meet him, grinding their cocks together. Will groaned as electric sparks travelled through his body. God, it felt so good.
“Or I can turn you around,” he slid down, rubbing against the big throbbing cock all the way. “Spread your legs and fuck you hard, biting your shoulder as I come inside you.” His lips closed around Liam’s right nipple, sucking it into his mouth, twirling his tongue around it before biting down, hard enough to make Liam yelp. “Like that?”
“Ye… yes. Oh God.” Liam closed his eyes and whimpered as Will moved over to the other nipple, treating it the same way as his fingers twisted the one he left behind.
“Like me hurting you?” Another whimper as he twisted both nipples hard, then took turns licking them, soothing the blushing skin with his tongue. “Pain and pleasure. That’s us, luv.” He moved lower, licking the tense stomach, kissing around the belly button. “For now it’s just pleasure though. That all right?” He felt Liam nod but he didn’t look up, suddenly mesmerised by the cock swaying in front of his face. “Fuck, Liam.”
It felt smooth in his mouth, soft like babyskin, hard like a rock. He twirled his tongue around its head, loving the way it struggled to get out of the foreskin. Sucking, nibbling, licking. A part of him wanted to keep on until he had Liam screaming his name but another part, a very hard and insistent part, longed to get inside the hot body, to feel it clench around him.
Reluctantly he let the wet cock slip out of his mouth, then licked his way down around Liam’s balls. When he pushed Liam’s knees up he tensed but Will just kept on licking and sucking until he felt him relax again. Then he moved further down and flicked his tongue over the tight entrance.
“Oh Jesus! Oh holy fucking Christ!”
He laughed softly and pushed Liam back down on the bed. “Calm down, luv. I’ve only just started.”
“Just… don’t stop. Please… don’t stop.”
Will smiled. “Wasn’t planning on it.”
As he licked and pressed and pushed first his tongue then slicked up his finger and slid it inside the tight hole, Liam writhed and moaned and begged, gulping down tiny sobs, twisting the sheets in his fists, pressing his heels deep into the mattress. Will could feel him slowly stretching, the tense walls softening. When he felt confident that Liam was ready he added another finger, stretching him even further, slowly but insisting. He could feel Liam tensing up again and he pushed in just a little further, finally finding the right spot.
His neighbours were so hating him right now, he thought with a grin. Liam was yelling and growling, hitting the wall every now and then with his fist. “Fuck, Will! God! Nnnghh… right there! God yes, right there!! I can’t… Jesus!” Suddenly he sat up and pulled Will in for a hard kiss, pushing his feverish tongue deep into his mouth again and again before pulling back, eyes black.
“Fuck me. Now, Will. I want… I need you to fuck me now.”
Will kept his stare for a moment before nodding. His hands were shaking as he reached for the half full tube of KY and emptied it into the palm of his hand. He smeared it on his cock and then held Liam’s gaze as he pressed the blunt head against the slick entrance, finally slipping in. He paused as Liam winced but he grabbed Will’s hand and squeezed it tight. “Don’t stop. I’m ok. Just… don’t stop.”
Will leaned over and kissed him, keeping their lips pressed together as he pushed deeper and deeper inside, swallowing Liam’s moans. He didn’t stop until he was all the way in, balls pressing against Liam’s arse. He kept still, waiting until the tight muscle started to soften, until Liam resumed breathing, until he was sure he wasn’t hurting him.
“Ok?”
“Yeah. God! It’s so…” Liam licked his dry lips. “Fuck!”
Will smiled. “That’s the plan.”
“I think… I think I like that plan.”
“Good.” He pulled out slowly until only the tip remained inside then pushed in again, watching the emotions play on Liam’s face. A little pain at first but it was soon replaced by a look of intense pleasure. He kept a slow pace, so excruciatingly slow that he thought he might go mad with the longing to thrust in with all his might. His cock was being squeezed tight but it wasn’t enough. More, he needed more. He needed it…
“Harder.” Liam dug his fingers into his arms. “Please. Fuck me harder.”
He shook his head. “I… don’t… want… to… hurt… you.”
“You won’t hurt me and even if you did, that’s what I want. Don’t you know? It’s what we both want.” Liam stared at him, nostrils flaring. “Do it, Will. Fuck me. Fuck me like you want to.”
Will shook his head again, sweat running down his back. “No. I’m not that kind of man. I won’t… I won’t…”
“What, Will? You won’t what? Fuck me? Take me?” Liam reached up and cupped his face. “Love me?”
“Rape you! I won’t…” Will stilled, voice turning into a whisper. “I won’t rape you.”
They stopped. Their breaths were heaving, making their joint bodies pulsate like a strange beast. Will tasted salt in his mouth and when he slowly sat up and felt his face it was wet. Liam was watching him with a sad look in his eyes.
“God, Will. You’re not raping me. I want it. I want you to take me hard, even if it hurts me some. It doesn’t make you a bad man. It doesn’t even make me a bad man.” He sat up, wrapping his arms around Will’s shaking body. “It just makes us a bit kinky.”
Will let loose a small laugh but it turned into a sob and he clung to Liam, burying his face into his neck.
“But if you want to stop, we can stop. It’s ok. We have plenty of time. I’m not going anywhere. Unless you want me to?”
Will clutched him harder, panicking. “No! Don’t go. And I don’t want to stop. I want…” He released his grip slowly and pulled back. He felt like he was standing on the brink, about to take a step over to a land unknown and scary. He took a deep breath and looked straight into Liam’s eyes. “I want to do this.” He kissed Liam softly on the lips. “If you’re sure?”
“Never been so sure about anything.”
They held each other’s gaze for a moment longer and then Liam leaned back and Will started moving again, his cock soon regaining its hardness as Liam once again began moaning and thrusting back. He started slow but as he became confident that it was all right he picked up the pace. Shifting his hips a little he finally struck home.
“Oh God! Yes, Will! Please! Harder! Do it harder!”
Pulling almost all the way back he thrust inside hard, hitting him again and again.
God yes! This was exactly what he’d been craving. Liam’s hands were gripping the headboard that was banging against the wall with each thrust, the whole bed squeaking and complaining. Liam’s face was a picture of ecstasy; his knuckles white, his eyes squeezed shut, his cock bouncing against his belly.
“Fuck! Yes! Oh! Oh! Oh! Will! Will! WILL!!”
Liam’s cum splattered over his stomach and chest, a drop landing on his chin. A couple of more thrusts and Will was coming, stars twinkling behind his eyelids, his whole body convulsing, milking out every drop of energy he had left. With a cry he slumped on top of Liam in a boneless heap, sticking their bodies together.
They lay still, heaving for breath until Liam grunted and Will rolled off, his soft penis slipping out and slapping against his thigh. He lay on his back, looking up at the ceiling that he knew so well, had spent endless nights staring up at, too scared to fall asleep. And suddenly it all became too much.
Liam held him as he cried, held him as he whispered ‘Sorry’ and ‘Thank you’; all his emotions mixing together until he was too exhausted to think and he fell asleep, dreaming of everything except his father’s rage.
When he woke up Liam was still asleep beside him, arms wrapped around him in a possessive hug. He wriggled until he was facing him and lay still for a long time, watching his peaceful face before he drifted off again.
Through the haze of sleep he felt Liam’s cock press against his thigh and he dreamt of it pushing inside him, fucking him hard until he came with a scream that echoed all over London. His lips twitched and he smiled, snuggling further into Liam’s embrace.
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