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AN: Can I just say that I think they're adorable? 

I mean, I know I wrote them but... omg... I couldn't stop grinning writing this. Why are they so innocent and cute?

Okay, I'll stop now...

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Just like every time Lucas entered his apartment at night, darkness flooded him. He wanted more than anything to turn around and look at William but the door swung shut behind him, sealing them in darkness.

"Uh, I'll just--"

His heart was beating so fast that Lucas was certain he could hear it in his voice, smacking against his lungs at top speeds, making it sound like he was speaking through a fan.

He swallowed and walked forward blindly.

William remained silent.

Why was he so quiet? What exactly were they going to do? Repeat the other night and stay up late talking and then lie in bed with their arms entwined, the taste of burnt marshmallows overwhelming his senses while they kissed?

His foot hit the table, just like last time, and Lucas let out a small squeal before clamping his mouth shut.

"I'm fine," he said. Not that William had asked. He was still, infuriatingly silent. "It's nothing, just the table. I forgot my flashlight again."

He fumbled in his pockets until his shaking fingers closed around his phone and then promptly dropped it the moment he pulled it free.

It smacked heavily against the floor.

"Dammit!" Lucas cursed.

He turned toward the door where he'd left William standing.

"Can you--"

His words fell short as two hands touched his shoulders and then glided up, slipping up to warm the back of his neck and his cheek.

Lucas didn't realize how eager he'd been for it until William's lips touched his and he thought finally. He pressed into the kiss enthusiastically and felt the turn of William's lips as they pulled into a smile.

Lucas pulled back.

"Sorry," he muttered breathlessly.

"Why?" William asked and Lucas was gratified to hear the other boy's matching unsteady voice. "I'm happy," William added and that was all the prompting Lucas needed.

He pulled William closer, hands instinctively wrapping around his waist while he launched their faces together.

William let out a huff of a laugh before their lips met, muffling the sound. And then all of a sudden, everything felt extremely serious. William's hands tightened on him, stronger than Lucas thought they could be and his own hands were digging into William's back, pressing him closer. Their lips parted, tongues clashing and Lucas couldn't help moaning, pleasure, eagerness and fear taking turns controlling him.

It had been so long since anyone had actually wanted him, that Lucas felt his control crumbling. He believed that William liked him and somehow it was like he'd been given permission to do what he pleased, knowing full well that William would let him and probably not judge him for it. And as such, he felt his body taking over; teeth biting into a soft lip, hands sliding up and then down William's back until they were cupping the mound of William's ass.

William's hips bucked forward in surprise as Lucas gave an experimental squeeze and just like that, it progressed to a new level. William's obvious erection bumped against Lucas' thigh, his own pressed into William's leg and an indistinct noise left him. William gasped and for a moment, they attempted to stare at each other in the dark and then the next moment, there was no space between them. 

They both fought to get closer, legs pressing together, hands pulling while they pushed, which standing up, turned out to be a bad idea. The back of Lucas' knees hit that damn coffee table again and he nearly fell, taking William down with him. Only the blond was sturdier than Lucas was and at the last moment, managed to right them. Holding Lucas in his arms for support now instead of other things, he pressed a warm, chaste kiss to his lips.

"Bedroom," he gasped.

Lucas nodded fervently and clutching William's hand in his own, he lead the way, pulling his friend behind him. Now that his mind was clearing marginally, he could feel his fingers flexing, making sure that William was not going anywhere.

He didn't exactly want to admit that this was already the best thing that had ever happened to him but there was no denying the fact that his heart felt like it was floating and his stomach was fluttering with butterflies and he could barely breathe he was so excited and his mind could barely believe it.

"You really like me?" he found himself asking. His voice was tinged with wonder but William seemed to take the words seriously.

"Do you want me to show you how much?" he asked.

His voice was filled with promise and Lucas' body took interest.

They were in his bedroom now, he could just make it out with the light from outside the window. He wanted to see William's face but then William was kissing him again and his eyes fell shut anyway.

Taking charge, William pulled him toward the bed, lips only breaking contact long enough for their shirts to come off.

His room was cold but William pushed him down into the covers and was on top of him then, warming him, an expanse of smooth warm skin pressing and sliding against him in a way that made him moan.

"Have you ever...?" William asked, teeth scraping against Lucas' neck.

He shook his head.

"Me neither," William said as he slid down Lucas. He sounded relieved, which made Lucas pause.

"Wait," he said. His hands closed over William's wrists, stopping his exploration of Lucas' body.

"Do you mean ever or with a guy?"

William was silent.

"I mean--I have," he said. His mind was reeling suddenly with understanding. "I slept with a girl once," he went on. "But it was shitty--this is already better--i mean. It was nothing. It was a long time ago."

"Lucas--"

"I don't even really remember it--"

"Lucas!" 

William kissed him and it worked in silencing him. When he pulled away, Lucas' heart was doing that thing again and William was tracing his abdomen with gentle fingertips.

"It doesn't matter," he said firmly.

And then William continued his downward exploration, lips trailing after his fingers until he had Lucas' pants down around his ankles and Lucas was arching off the bed with pleasure, moans filling the air.

Afterwards, he returned the favour although, he didn't think he had quite the same finesse or instinctive skill. William just happened to be good at everything but Lucas did his best and he found that he liked the way that his lips and tongue and clumsy movements still somehow made William fall apart.

When William's body stopped trembling, Lucas crawled back up to him, grinning as he was pulled into a loose embrace and sloppy kiss.

"I didn't expect that, really," William said softly. "I was planning on slowly wooing you."

Lucas laughed. 

"Wooing," he repeated. "This isn't a black and white movie, no one woos each other anymore."

William chuckled.

"I just thought you would need things to go slow," he said. "I didn't want to push you."

Lucas could feel the way William turned to face him, as though waiting to see what Lucas' response would be.

"It didn't feel pushed," he said and could feel his cheeks heating. "It felt right."

"It did," William agreed.

Suddenly, Lucas wanted to pour his heart out to William. He wanted to tell him more than he'd ever told anyone. He wanted to tell him that he was the most incredible person Lucas had ever known, that he was so strong and smart and breath taking and that somehow, Lucas had been seeing it but not understanding it, really. He wanted to tell him about Cindy from eleventh grade who had dated Lucas for a week, convinced him to sleep with her and then after that fiasco had never spoken to him again; like Lucas was the worst mistake she had ever made. He wanted to tell him every secret, especially the ones that made his heart race with fear because somewhere inside him, he knew. He knew that William was different.

He didn't say anything though, because William kissed him then.

And when he woke up in the morning, William was gone. 

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AN: There you have it! Their relationship has finally progressed! Let me know what you think! :D

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