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Affairs of the Heart	By : CaptainParisStarr Category: G through L > The Infernal Devices (Series) > The Infernal Devices (Series) Views: 2984 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Jem
- 2-Will
- 3-Colin
- 4-Jem
- 5-Will
- 6-Colin
- 7-Will
- 8-Jem
- 9-Will
- 10-Colin
- 11-Will
- 12-Jem
- 13-Will
- 14-Jem
- 12
- 13
- 14
Try as he might, Will just could not get back to sleep. In the two weeks since Colin's murder, he had been careful to keep things at a 'just friends' level with Jem, unwilling to push him into something that they would both regret.
However, the effort it took to suppress his growing desire for Jem was taking its toll on him. For the past week, all his dreams had featured Jem; naked, aroused, and willing to do whatever Will wanted him to. Instead of easing the pressure he felt, the dreams made things worse, made him even more aware of his lust for Jem.
The last of these dreams had occurred about an hour earlier, leaving his stomach and sheets a sticky mess, and Will almost frustrated enough to cry. After cleaning himself up, he had grabbed a book of Tennyson poems, but couldn't focus enough to read them.
Now the book was lying abandoned on the side table, and Will was curled up facing away from the door, trying hopelessly to think about anything other than having sex with Jem.
Lost in his thoughts, Will almost failed to hear his bedroom door open, and footsteps approach the bed. Past caring, Will made no attempt to see who it was, until a rustling of fabric and the bed dipping jarred him back to the present.
Rolling onto his back, he found himself looking up at the boy who was haunting both his waking and sleeping thoughts. The full moon shone though the partially open drapes, silvering Jem's pale body, his half erect cock hanging heavily between his legs.
“Jem... what are you doing here at this time of night? And why are you naked?” Will's wide eyes traced down the bare lines of Jem's body as he spoke, awe and confusion coloring his voice.
“I couldn't sleep, and thought that you might want some company.” Lowering his head, Jem whispered the words into Will's ear, making the raven haired boy shiver.
“Company? Jem... its only been two weeks, are you certain-” The question was cut short by Jem's mouth pressing against Will's.
“Yes, I am. I still miss Colin- in many ways I think I always will- but I miss sex more. Since meeting him, I haven't gone this long without being touched. Please, Will, touch me. Please... I need this...” Something in what Jem was saying worried Will, and he wished that he could see his friend's eyes clearly.
“Jem...” Will broke off as a skilled hand slid underneath his nightshirt and began stroking his shaft. Biting his lip, he wondered if he should ask Jem to stop, but knew that it would be a bad idea. If he did, and Jem really did need sex so desperately, then he was scared as to where Jem would turn next. Were there brothels in London that catered to homosexual men? Or would Jem turn to one of Colin's friends, that guy Andy, maybe? No, it was better if Will satisfied Jem himself.
Pushing aside his lingering doubts, Will pulled Jem down for another kiss. As soon as their tongues touched, Will forgot about everything except for the pleasure of being touched and his desire for the boy touching him. They didn't break apart until the need for air forced them to.
“Will...” Jem breathed the name, almost unconsciously.
“Yes?”
“Can... can I taste you again?” Jem blushed softly, but it was lost in the darkness of the room.
“Taste me?” Will cocked his head to one side, certain he knew what Jem was asking, but wanting to hear it said aloud nonetheless.
“Yes. I want to... suck you off.” Jem's blush deepened.
“Jem... you can do whatever you want tonight, so long as it doesn't cause me any pain.” Will replied softly, eager to feel Jem's mouth on him again.
Nodding, Jem quickly lowered himself, as Will removed his nightshirt. As Jem's tongue lapped across his tip, Will feathered his fingers through his friend's soft hair. Encouraged, Jem sucked the tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the tip several times before deep-throating the shaft.
Will let his head fall back; this was better than he remembered since Jem was more skilled than the first time they had done this. As Jem pleasured him, Will let his mind go blank, content to just enjoy the moment, and let go of everything. All that mattered was his pleasure, and Jem's.
Suddenly, Jem pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Jem, don't stop...”
Laughter was Jem's only reply, as he crawled up Will's body to straddle his hips. “I know that you liked that, Will, but I think you'll like what I plan to do next even more.” A mischievous smile on his face, Jem shifted his hips, while reaching down to grasp Will's length, then he lowered himself onto it, sheathing Will deep within himself.
Will shrieked wordlessly at the surprise contact, and grasped Jem's hips tightly. Without giving either of them time to adjust, Jem began riding his friend hard.
Overwhelmed by the sensations, Will clawed at Jem's hips to stop him, but the pain only spurred Jem on, even as blood leaked from the scratches to spatter across the sheets below. Increasing his pace even further, Jem rammed Will's tip against his prostate, as he felt his orgasm build low in his belly, and his muscles clenched painfully hard around Will as he came.
Panting, he stilled, and realized that something was wrong. “Will, did you...?”
Will shook his head, still to overwhelmed to talk.
Jem glanced down at the scratches lacing across his hips and lower back, and realized something else. “Were you trying to get me to stop?”
“No, just to slow down. Maybe you like it that hard, but it was too fast for me. Too much. Like receiving oral for you, it just overwhelmed me.” Will whispered hoarsely, not meeting Jem's eyes.
“Oh...” Jem felt awful as he understood what Will was saying. Sliding off of the bed, he reached for his clothing, intent on leaving before he fucked things up between them further.
“Jem, wait. You're bleeding.” Will grabbed Jem's arm to stop him from leaving.
“I don't care. I hurt you, Will... I'm sorry I was so caught up in my own pleasure that I forgot to figure out what you like...” Jem's voice was thick with unshed tears, and he tried to tug his arm out of Will's grasp.
“Jem, everyone will know what we did if you leave a trail of blood when you leave.” Will shot back, not caring what he was saying, so long as it convinced Jem to let him look at the scratches.
“I...” Jem broke off, sighing. “Yes, you're right. Fine, do as you wish.” Jem's voice sounded hollow.
“Are you okay?” Will asked as Jem lay down on his stomach on the bed. Grabbing his stele, Will crossed back over to the bed.
“I don't know anymore. Will... Why did you say yes tonight?”
Weighing his words carefully, Will applied an iratze to Jem, and washed away the blood. “Because I didn't know what you would do if I said no, and I didn't want you ending up in some stranger's bed...”
“Do you think it's possible to become addicted to sex?”
Jem's question caught Will off guard and he thought hard before replying. “I don't know, maybe. It would explain your earlier behaviour...”
“Yes, it does. Shit...” Jem took a deep breath as the damp cloth caressed his skin. Silence fell thick between them, but neither tried to break it.
“Want to try something else?” Will eventually asked.
“Like what?”
“You like being tied up, right?” Jem nodded. “I don't want to hurt you, but I'm willing to try that, and then maybe I could take you from behind?”
“Alright.” Jem readily agreed, perking up a bit at the fact that Will was willing to try having sex with him again. As Will slipped off the bed to find something to tie Jem up with, Jem positioned himself. Lying face down, he slid a stack of pillows under his hips, and stretched out his arms above his head with his wrists together.
Returning with a tie he never wore, Will quickly bound Jem's wrists together, and tied them to the headboard. “How does that feel? Too tight?”
“No, no it's good...” Jem's voice was breathy from arousal, the slight pain from his bound wrists increasing his anticipation.
“Jem...” Will broke off, biting his cheek as he grabbed a bottle of oil he used while masturbating, and climbed back onto the bed. Rubbing oil onto his length, Will pushed aside his lingering doubts and positioned himself between Jem's spread legs. Not giving himself time to back down, he clumsily thrust into Jem's still tight opening.
“Will, just relax and let the rhythm come to you.” Jem twisted around and looked over his shoulder as Will struggled to find a suitable rhythm for his thrusts.
“Have you ever topped?” Will shot back, embarrassed at how hard he was finding sex to actually be.
“Yes, once, with him. I found that I prefer bottoming.”
“Shit...” Will stopped. “I'm sorry, I should have figured...”
“Will! Just fuck me!” Jem always found it frustrating when his ass was filled with a stationary cock.
Resuming, Will settled into a slow easy pace that had Jem gritting his teeth in frustration. “Harder! Please, Will!”
Will complied, trying in vain to find a speed that satisfied both of them. Eventually he found a pace that had Jem writhing in pleasure, yet didn't overwhelm him, but he knew that it was still rougher than he really liked. Even the thrill of getting to spill his seed deep inside Jem's ass did little to satisfy Will, and he pulled away as soon as he was done cumming.
“I don't think we should do this again.” Will looked down as he spoke.
“Will... Yes, maybe you're right.” Jem laughed at the irony of them being compatible in everything but sex.
“I like things gentle, you like pain and force... There doesn't seem to be any middle ground here.” Will's eyes were apologetic as he finally met Jem's.
“Don't be sorry, Will. At least now we know, and the fatal attraction we feel can fade.” Jem smiled, and Will returned it, happy that there was a silver lining after all.
Neither spoke another word as Jem pulled his night clothes back on and left to return to his own bed, unwilling to be caught in Will's by the morning light.
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