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Pick-a-Will Story: Perverted Will
For
lt_wes_janson. Note: Pup refused to be more pervy!
"Honey, did you get anything for dessert?"
The giggle Kevin got in response to his question was all the answer he needed. He put away the last supper dish and turned to give Will a swat on the backside as his lover opened the freezer.
"I got us some vanilla ice cream," Will said, taking out the carton, "some maple syrup, and," he bumped the freezer door closed with his hip, "there are silk sheets on the bed."
"I thought chocolate was the preferred ice cream for silk sheets," Kevin said, grinning and giving Will a kiss.
"Actually, it is, but I'm being a rebel." Will smiled and pressed the carton of ice cream to the back of Kevin's neck, laughing when the other man squealed and moved away from him.
"Brat!"
"Ah, you love me." Will handed the ice cream to Kevin. "Grab a couple of spoons, babe, and I'll get the syrup."
"Where'd you get the idea for the syrup?"
"My friend. The sheets, too."
Kevin frowned as he opened the drawer for the spoons. "Which friend? And have you done this with this friend?"
Laughing, Will gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Her name is Eve, and I've never met her in person. But there's always the chance she'll steal my heart and whisk me away in her flying machine."
"That's not funny," said Kevin, pouting a little. "You know that I'm much better looking than you and the natural choice to be the one she'd fall for."
Will hugged Kevin tightly, laughing harder. "I love you, you freak."
"Hey, I'm not the freak getting ready to slather me in ice cream and syrup and have your wicked way with me on silk sheets."
That made Will pause. "You think I'm a freak? And who said there'd be slathering?"
"Freak's the wrong word," Kevin chuckled, touching his lips to Will's forehead. "This isn't like you. This is practically pervy for you."
"What do you mean?"
"Getting sloppy and messy in bed."
"That is so not true. We've eaten ice cream in bed before." Will grinned and licked Kevin's ear. "I've eaten ice cream off you in bed, if I recall."
"Yeah, and you made us change the sheets because some spilled and you didn't like it."
"I didn't want you sleeping in a sticky wet spot," Will said, looking a little hurt.
Kevin gave him a kiss and smiled. "Baby, think about what you just said. I've never died from sleeping in a sticky wet spot before."
The tone of Kevin's voice - not to mention what he was saying - made Will laugh, and he immediately felt better. Plus, he knew Kevin was right. Even Peter had sometimes commented on Will's reluctance to make a mess in bed with the help of a few little things from the kitchen.
"Well, I promise not to worry about this mess. And, if you play your cards right, one of us might be getting tied up, tonight."
Kevin held up the ice cream. "Then let's go. I want to take full advantage of your inner pervert."
"You think ice cream and silk sheets bring out my inner pervert?" Will laughed. "Wait until you see my toy box."
"Toy box?" Kevin looked at his boyfriend to see if he was kidding.
"Just because I don't like eating in bed all the time, that doesn't mean there aren't other things I might like to do there."
"What... what kinds of things?" Kevin asked, the possibilities making his mind race.
A slow, wicked smile crept across Will's face, and he waggled his eyebrows. He'd been doing a little research and a little shopping in the hopes of finding the right time to experiment on Kevin with a few of his purchases.
"If you're a good boy, maybe I'll show you." Will winked and headed for the bedroom.
Ripping the lid off the ice cream and shoving the spoons into it, Kevin quickly followed.
662 words
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"Honey, did you get anything for dessert?"
The giggle Kevin got in response to his question was all the answer he needed. He put away the last supper dish and turned to give Will a swat on the backside as his lover opened the freezer.
"I got us some vanilla ice cream," Will said, taking out the carton, "some maple syrup, and," he bumped the freezer door closed with his hip, "there are silk sheets on the bed."
"I thought chocolate was the preferred ice cream for silk sheets," Kevin said, grinning and giving Will a kiss.
"Actually, it is, but I'm being a rebel." Will smiled and pressed the carton of ice cream to the back of Kevin's neck, laughing when the other man squealed and moved away from him.
"Brat!"
"Ah, you love me." Will handed the ice cream to Kevin. "Grab a couple of spoons, babe, and I'll get the syrup."
"Where'd you get the idea for the syrup?"
"My friend. The sheets, too."
Kevin frowned as he opened the drawer for the spoons. "Which friend? And have you done this with this friend?"
Laughing, Will gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Her name is Eve, and I've never met her in person. But there's always the chance she'll steal my heart and whisk me away in her flying machine."
"That's not funny," said Kevin, pouting a little. "You know that I'm much better looking than you and the natural choice to be the one she'd fall for."
Will hugged Kevin tightly, laughing harder. "I love you, you freak."
"Hey, I'm not the freak getting ready to slather me in ice cream and syrup and have your wicked way with me on silk sheets."
That made Will pause. "You think I'm a freak? And who said there'd be slathering?"
"Freak's the wrong word," Kevin chuckled, touching his lips to Will's forehead. "This isn't like you. This is practically pervy for you."
"What do you mean?"
"Getting sloppy and messy in bed."
"That is so not true. We've eaten ice cream in bed before." Will grinned and licked Kevin's ear. "I've eaten ice cream off you in bed, if I recall."
"Yeah, and you made us change the sheets because some spilled and you didn't like it."
"I didn't want you sleeping in a sticky wet spot," Will said, looking a little hurt.
Kevin gave him a kiss and smiled. "Baby, think about what you just said. I've never died from sleeping in a sticky wet spot before."
The tone of Kevin's voice - not to mention what he was saying - made Will laugh, and he immediately felt better. Plus, he knew Kevin was right. Even Peter had sometimes commented on Will's reluctance to make a mess in bed with the help of a few little things from the kitchen.
"Well, I promise not to worry about this mess. And, if you play your cards right, one of us might be getting tied up, tonight."
Kevin held up the ice cream. "Then let's go. I want to take full advantage of your inner pervert."
"You think ice cream and silk sheets bring out my inner pervert?" Will laughed. "Wait until you see my toy box."
"Toy box?" Kevin looked at his boyfriend to see if he was kidding.
"Just because I don't like eating in bed all the time, that doesn't mean there aren't other things I might like to do there."
"What... what kinds of things?" Kevin asked, the possibilities making his mind race.
A slow, wicked smile crept across Will's face, and he waggled his eyebrows. He'd been doing a little research and a little shopping in the hopes of finding the right time to experiment on Kevin with a few of his purchases.
"If you're a good boy, maybe I'll show you." Will winked and headed for the bedroom.
Ripping the lid off the ice cream and shoving the spoons into it, Kevin quickly followed.
662 words