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phone call

ship: will x james

Will moaned pathetically, running his nails down james' back and leaving red stripes on his skin. James was fucking into him harshly, hands gripping will's prefect hips and basically pulling him back onto his cock, stretching him oh so perfectly and hitting his prostate with every thrust. It was almost too much, his sensitive nerves already getting overstimulated after many rounds of rough fucking and many delicious orgasms.

George and alex were out of town for the weekend to have a 'couple vacation' and James jumped on the opportunity to watch over the apartment while they were gone. Which translated to 'fuck will on every available surface'. They'd already had sex on the sofa, a kitchen countertop, their filming room and now their bedroom. Will was sprawled out on the bed, james' cock buried so far into his ass he swore he saw his stomach bulge.

The wrongness of it all really got to him, fucking his secret boyfriend in his best mates bed while they were gone. It was bad, dirty, perfect, and james couldn't seem to get enough of it either.

"Fuck, you're so pretty, baby." James growled, teeth scraping over his neck, before biting down on his sensitive neck, tearing another moan from will's throat. "Love it when you moan for me." He panted, his steady rhythm never faltering at all and will could hardly think. So far gone that all he could do was cry, beg and moan.

Will needed more. "P-please, james!" He whined, just as james pushed into him particularly hard, fucking him into the mattress, making his head spin.

"What is it, sweetheart? What do you want?"

"I-i want-" will started, but was cut off by james' Phone ringing. He was determined to ignore it so they could continue fucking, but james looked at the caller ID and got a dangerous look in his eyes.

"its george, babe." James purred in his ear, hot breath making goosebumps erupt all over his body, "It's rude to not answer, innit?" And before will could whine and say no, james had already answered the call and shoved it into will's trembling hand.

"H-hey George." Will forced out, attempting to hold back moans that james seemed desperate to fuck out of him.

"Oh hey will, where's james?"

"Sh-shower." He hiccuped, "im at... at his place." James looked down at him and grinned wickedly, seemingly taking great pleasure in will's predicament. This as confirmed when his hand slid down over his leaking cock, teasing the head and will let out a small sob.

"You good mate? Are you crying?"

"Y-yeah.. im watching a-a sad video and-" james thrusted deep into him, hitting his prostate roughly. "A dog- a dog d-died" he added a small sniffle to make it more convincing.

"Such an emotional twat."

"G-gee thanks." Will scoffed, followed by a whimper as james' fingers wrapped around his cock, stoking it too slowly.

"Whatever... anyway, is james there?"

"y-yeah just got out." Still james refused to stop pounding into him, even with his friend on the phone willfelt dangerously close to cumming all over again.

James took the phone out of will's hand and with a surprisingly steady voice, he started talking. "Hey George. Yeah i know, he's such a sensitive person." The way he looked at will made it clear that he meant it in more ways than one.

The two talking over the phone, james never slowing his pace and will was so so close to cumming everywhere. He knew he wouldn't be able to though because james had his thumb over wills slit on his cock. James laughed at something George had said, speeding up his pumps around wills aching cock.

James twisted his wrist and suddenly he was cumming all over himself, a loud moan only barely trapped behind james' free hand that was quickly slapped over his mouth and will felt his eyes roll back into his skull with the force of his orgasm.

Hot, white stripes painted his stomach and he knew that james was grinning. Could his feel his lips curl against his skin and will blushed at the realization that james planned this.

"Sorry will dropped his drink on 'imself. Alright, bye George!" James hung up and threw the phone back onto the bed. Will somehow managed to glare at his boyfriend in his post-orgasm haze.

"you're a twat." He mumbled, relaxing onto the sheets.

"You love me." James had stopped thrusting for a while after will came, but soon started a steady pace once again, fucking into wills sensitive hole.

Will whined, overstimulation making him tremble. "J-james.."

"I think you've got another round in you, baby. What do you think?" He growled into the others ear, making will whimper and agree.

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