Change of Hearts

[Existentially Odd]

The redhead frowned, somewhat confused by why he had come running when it was stated like that (again).  Why hadn\'t he ignored Will?  He had been sort of enjoying himself.  It took him a few moments of frowning and pondering to realise it was the damnable subservience in him.  Will told him to jump and he asked how fucking high.  Damn him.

"Maybe I won\'t and I\'ll just stick it in your fucking back all day instead," he responded waspishly, turning his glare to the television and thinking it really was time he went back and got rid of it.  It certainly wasn\'t improving his mood.

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“Oh wow, that’s real mature,” Will said, raising an eyebrow. “You’re miserable, so you want to stay miserable and make me uncomfortable at the same time? Unless you’re trying to suggest something you just can’t bring yourself to say out loud,” he said in a pitying tone of voice.

But really, just the idea of Indie turning up to crawl into bed with him sporting a hard on like that… fucking hell. Will doubted he would be able to keep his hands to himself for long, despite how much he knew he should. There was no way he could let Indie sleep beside him like that. And if Indie did say he wanted Will to act on this, Will didn’t even think that would be a great idea. Indie would probably not reciprocate, they wouldn’t fuck, it would just end up being all awkward and messy.

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Indie began to feel more than a little guilty as Will belittled his maturity, knowing he was being petulant for the sake of it.  There was something about his housemate\'s levelheaded response that made him feel like an absolute asshole, so he chose not to respond instantly, taking some time to settle down before he snapped more bullshit the blonde\'s way.

It was all the break his betraying thoughts and body needed, to convince him that there were other options here.  Not necessarily his first choice of options... but definitely not unappealing ones.  Will wasn\'t warm and supple like Reed had been, but he was willing and offering would fuck with his head as much as it had with Reed\'s (and that had always been a great deal of the fun, frankly).

His lips skewing thoughtfully to the side, he turned and looked at William, taking another few moments to contemplate whether this was the way he really wanted to go, or not.  As always, his body was the deciding factor, not his head.  "I can say it," he warned mildly.  "Would you let me fuck you?"

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Will waited patiently as Indie mulled over his options and he finally tore his gaze away to look at the TV, not really paying attention to what was on. He was fully expecting Indie to just swear and stand up to storm off to his own room. So when the question came, he wasn’t really expecting it - and if the request did come, he hadn’t expecting it to be worded like that.

Anyone else wouldn’t have been able to spot any hint of surprise on the blonde’s face, but Indie always seemed to be able to see through him - Will tried to hide it when he glanced back towards Indie.

“Would you let me fuck you?” Will asked, turning the question around. He quite liked Indie doing what he asked, coming running when he shouted. If he just let Indie fuck him (as amazing as he was sure it would be) then the redhead might start getting all big headed and everything might change. But a bit of tit-for-tat, that might keep things how they were.

[Existentially Odd]

The redhead blinked - to his credit, giving it some thought before his very blunt answer came.  "Nope."  He\'d done it for Reed, but he\'d fallen into obsession with him.  Things weren\'t the same with Will... he just respected him and cared about

don\'t I?
That\'s all... right?

him but... enough to let him do that to him?  Not at this point.

"That the way it has to be?" he asked disappointedly, for he\'d never got the impression that Will would care - it definitely hadn\'t felt demanding the last time his hand had been round his cock.  Except he\'d fucking wanted him to scream his name or some shit.

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William gave a tiny shrug as he mulled over his own response. He didn’t want to shut off Indie from thinking along those lines, and not giving an inch might do that. This might lead onto more, or if he said no to Indie’s request it may never come up again. At least the way that Indie had paused meant that he had considered the options, he had considered saying yes. And he just had to go and look so disappointed at the prospect of being refused.

“No, it doesn’t have to be that way,” Not tonight anyway “I’m not fussed either way, as long as you remember it’s you who came running,” William said with a smirk. “You still want me to help with your little problem?” he asked, slipping to his feet and tilting his head, indicating that Indie should follow him to his bedroom.

[Existentially Odd]

"Not if you\'re going to hold it over me," Indie sulked, watching Will suspiciously and still not budging.

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“As if I would,” Will said with an innocent smile. “I just don’t want you holding the fact that you got to fuck me over me when I’m really not that bothered. It seems like you are though. So… come with me or go use your hand. Just quit your bitching,” he said, shrugging again before beginning to stroll towards his room, not looking back to see whether Indie was following him or not.

[Existentially Odd]

In a perfect world, the vampire whose memory failed more often than it succeeded would have sat there for a short burst and decided that it really wasn\'t worth messing with their companionable equilibrium for one stupid orgasm.  In a perfect world, he\'d have realised the danger of entering into a power play relationship with a vampire both older and possibly even more devious than he was.  In a perfect world he wouldn\'t have been so horny he couldn\'t rationally weigh up the pros and cons of this dilemma.

Hell, he\'d have realised it was a dilemma.

This was no perfect world, however, and his gaze was on Will\'s ass as he sauntered away, the thought of sliding into it prevalent.  Before he had any real time to think about it, he was following, still watching him move and thinking only of that receptacle.  "Why are we going to your room?" he asked distractedly as they walked, thinking that his room had plenty of movies he could watch during, lube in the drawer and it was where they\'d eventually sleep when dawn came.  Perhaps that was what Will was trying to avoid, though; he didn\'t want to contaminate the place where they actually got on, if this went badly.

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“Because your room is sleazy,” Will responded, although it was partly because that had been where he was headed if Indie hadn’t decided to follow him. And he would let Indie fuck him, but it was going on be on his terms, in his territory, in his bed.

His room would always have been Will’s choice, but Indie usually went to bed earlier and so went to his own room, and Will would curl up around him a while later. That had become habit so even when they went to bed at the same time they went in there. And honestly, it was quite nice to be able to watch movies when he didn’t want to sleep, which he didn’t do in his own room.

Indie’s room was nice enough to spend the day in, but when it came to sex Will didn’t like the whole seductive black silk thing Indie had going on. And he had enough supplies in his own drawers to keep them happy.

Once they were in his room Will slipped off the t-shirt he’d been wearing, folding it loosely before tossing it onto the desk and then turning to face Indie, smiling at the sight of his friend

lover soon

standing there with his boxers tented like that. It must have been a pretty uncomfortable trip back to the house. Now, hopefully Indie wouldn’t panic at any point, but it was risky, all of this was and Will knew it.

“You gonna freak out if I kiss you?” Will asked with an easy grin, stepping closer to Indie to wrap an arm around his waist and pull their hips together.

[Existentially Odd]

"On the mouth?  Yes," Indie scowled, leaning his head back as if Will was about to accost him regardless of permission, though his hands went to the blonde\'s hips and his nostrils flared automatically as their groins contacted.  It sent a pulse of lust through him that he\'d been doing pretty well at subduing until then, but the prospect of another person being present while he came was an aphrodisiac he couldn\'t resist.

"\'s\'not like we\'re in love, it\'s just a fuck," he murmured, swinging his head around towards Will\'s neck (the circling motion was in an effort to avoid his lips), intending to suckle the cool, hard skin there and scrape it a little with his fangs.  They mightn\'t be kissing, but his body was already beginning to quicken with desire, his hips to swish, his fingers to grab and pull - though, truthfully, it hadn\'t exactly been dormant to begin with - his actions subtly demanding Will\'s submission.

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“Then a kiss shouldn’t matter, it’s fun,” Will protested with a laugh, rolling his eyes at how panicked Indie had sounded. He wasn’t going to press the matter though, especially when thos delicious lips found something else that made a shiver run down Will’s spine straight to his groin. The feel of Indie’s arousal pressing up against him was helping things along pretty well too.

It still felt as though everything might go horribly wrong at any moment, but Will tried not to let himself think about that. He gave a quiet murmur of delight as Indie’s tongue scraped along his skin and he stepped backwards towards the bed, pulling Indie along with him. He wasn’t about to let Indie take complete control straight away.

His hand dropped downwards, stroking Indie through the thin cloth of his boxers before undoing his jeans, his fingers fumbling between them before he managed to get them undone and shimmying them downwards, trying not to disturb Indie too much.

[Existentially Odd]

The feel of fingers and knuckles bumping inadvertently against him made the redheaded vampire realise that Will was removing his pants, so he did as well.  It took him no time at all to accomplish the task and then he was naked again, his right hand straying to his cock in order to stroke it lightly and position it between them.  It was nudging against Will\'s lower stomach, between his hip and his belly button, Indie rocking to rub a little more friction into the gap.

Abandoning his cock, his hand crept around to Will\'s ass, grabbing, kneading and pulling the cheeks apart restlessly.  No matter the sex of the person he was with, he loved asses.  The weird thing was that he was so used to fucking mortal women, that Will\'s supernatural silence was a little unnerving right about now.  Usually the grinding and the ass massaging got his partner going so well she was about deafening him by panting in his ear at this stage.  It brought home the difference between Will and the random women he usually loved up pretty soundly, but he was too horny to be deterred by it.

After a while standing there lathing Will\'s throat with attention and sword bumping every now and then, Indie began to move around Will\'s left side, his lips following the long column of the blonde\'s neck.  He intended to get in position behind his housemate, kiss the back of his neck and start feeling his way around Will\'s body.  Maybe even push him face-down onto the bed, if it was allowed, rehearsing the anonymous position he intended to adopt while fucking this man... that was anything but anonymous.

[pinkroses]

His hands moved restlessly over Indie’s body as the redhead focused on his ass, making Will’s hips grind forwards further. He made a quiet sound of protest as the redhead seemingly moved away. At least he didn’t go too far and for a few seconds he allowed Indie to stay where he was, but then he realised what Indie was trying to do. No way. There was no way he was going to let Indie get away with that.

“Oh no, kid,” Will chuckled, turning to face Indie with a smooth movement, wrapping one hand around the back of the redhead’s neck and urging Indie backwards onto the bed. “We can do it your way, but not like that,” he added.

[Existentially Odd]

Somewhat dazed with lust and getting pretty well into the moment, at first Indie could only blink stupidly at Will\'s objection, confused as to why he wasn\'t following his lead.  It was all the opening needed to get him down on his back on the mattress, Will\'s naked form moving over him.

He glanced down at the rapidly-diminishing gap between them, unable to comprehend how he was getting his way if he was on the bottom.  So what did Will mean, anyway?  "Like how then?" he demanded, his deep voice not as insistent when it was thick with passion and bewilderment.  "How\'s this my way if I\'m down here?"