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talk when we get home. He watched in fascination as a slow blush
crept over Quinn s sweet-coffee cheeks. God, he wanted to kiss
him right now, in front of God and everyone, but these were
Quinn s friends, and he didn t want to embarrass Quinn. He just
had to be patient. But it was hard in more ways than one.
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When they had finished, and all spilled out into the cold dark of
the winter night to go their separate ways, Quinn and Will had
gotten about half a block before Will couldn t stand it any more.
He turned, grasped Quinn s parka in his mittened fists, and pushed
him gently back against a brick wall. Quinn s eyes went round and
Will heard his breath speed up. Sorry, Will said penitently, but I
can t wait til we get home. He kissed him, pushing into him, his
tongue pressing at Quinn s lips. He didn t know where this sudden
aggressiveness came from, this sudden hunger, but it felt so good,
so right.
Quinn made a soft mewling sound deep in his throat, and his
hands in their thick ski gloves came up to settle over Will s ears,
holding him in place. When Will drew back to catch his breath,
Quinn whispered, Glory Jesus, that was hot. He grabbed Will s
hand and dragged him down the street.
Will laughed and followed.
* * *
Upstairs in their dorm room, though, he felt oddly awkward.
He pulled his jacket off and hung it on the back of his desk chair,
and stuffed the mittens and hat and scarf onto the chair. Then he
turned around to look at Quinn, who d done pretty much the same
thing, and was now leaning on the back of the chair looking at
Will. So& come here often? Quinn purred, and Will burst out
laughing.
He supposed part of it was nerves, because there was definitely
a nervous tinge to the laughter, but Quinn only grinned at him and
crossed the few feet between them to put his hands on Will s
sweater front. It s okay, baby, he said, and Will finally heard the
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bebe in the word. I won t let you fall.
You re an oldest child, aren t you? Will asked.
Quinn blinked. Yeah, but what does that have to do with the
price of beans?
Nothing. You re just kind of&
Bossy?
No, not bossy. Just kind of&
Bossy.
Will grinned. Yes, but in a very good way.
Then that s okay, Quinn said, and kissed him.
Will groaned and put his arms around Quinn, his hands on
Quinn s round tush. God, he was touching Quinn!
And then he felt hands on his bare back, underneath the
sweater, and that felt even better; the hands were cool, but not
cold, and they slid over his skin like water, soft and sweet and
touching everywhere, everywhere. He pulled Quinn s shirt from
his jeans and echoed Quinn s touch, tentatively stroking Quinn s
back. Quinn reached between them and fumbled open his jeans.
Touch me, Quinn murmured against his mouth, and Will eased
his trembling fingertips beneath the loosened jeans so he was
holding Quinn the way he was before, but with nothing between
his hands and the firm, smooth skin.
He groaned and pulled Quinn closer. God. Quinn.
Shh, Quinn said in his ear as he nudged his nose into Will s
neck. We got time, bebe. We got all the time in the world.
* * *
Quinn might have been bossy, but Will got plenty of chances to
be bossy, too; they pushed and pulled and kissed and nibbled and
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pushed and pulled some more, until they were down to their shorts
and lying on Quinn s bed, wrapped around each other and panting.
Quinn had his hand down Will s underwear, his fist wrapped
around Will s dick, and Will was whimpering into Quinn s neck,
his hands fisted in Quinn s hair.
God, baby, Quinn murmured, you feel so good, so hot.
The feeling of Quinn s hand on Will was indescribable. Warm
and smooth, except for the calluses on his fingertips that when they
rubbed on the tender skin of Will s cock, made Will shiver in
delight Quinn s hand was strong and gentle at the same time. It
was like a weapon of mass instruction in the ways of sex. Will
giggled to himself even as he arched into Quinn s touch. That s
amazing, he breathed.
Just wait til I get my mouth on you, Quinn said against his
lips.
This time it wasn t a mere shiver this time Will actually
shuddered, his whole body quivering in anticipation and
excitement. Oh, God, he whispered. Then Quinn shifted his
weight and moved down Will s body, his mouth and tongue
searching out all the most sensitive places on his chest, his belly
and then Will s shorts vanished with a quick tug. Quinn was lying
between Will s thighs, his nose buried in the hair at Will s groin.
Oh, God, Will said again. It was nearly a prayer. He slid his
fingers into Quinn s soft curls, not pushing, just holding him,
making contact with him.
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