John is pushing a lube wet cock into him. And William regrets begging for more for a second. John is big. He’s so big and William feels like he’s being split apart. No wonder John insisted on four fingers.

He can’t even moan anymore. As John pushes endlessly into him, all William can do is take hitching breaths. His mouth is wide open in a silent scream. It’s so much.

John waits for him to adjust. William feels so taken care of. Well, as taken care of as he can feel with a huge cock inside him, which is actually a lot if he’s being honest. He’s pretty sure it’s just John’s general personality. The point is, John has put his delicious cock into William and they are having sex! William can’t be blamed for thinking only about John right now.

But he can finally breathe properly again. And he uses his returned breath to taunt John. William has always been a bit of a masochist. “John,” he whines. “You promised to fuck me,” he pouts up at John.

It’s enough. John snaps his hips and all the air in William’s lungs are punched out again. He wails a thin, reedy noise. John only goes harder. His hands hold William’s thighs down and apart until he is practically folded in half. The angle lets John go very, very deep. William thinks he might actually get pregnant from this if he weren’t on birth control and the thought makes his leaking cock twitch and blurt more come from its tip. 

He can’t stop his eyes from rolling back in his head. John is an incredibly attentive lover. And very talented. He fucks William relentlessly, shifting minutely with each thrust until William makes a short abortive scream at his prostate being rammed. After that, John makes sure to pound his prostate every time. 

William is overwhelmed. He’s incoherent with pleasure. John is endlessly mean to him, and he loves it so much. William is honestly having the best fucking time of his life and it’s with John. Who knew sex could feel so good?

“Will,” John says. His voice is so deliciously low. William can feel John getting close. His consistently deep thrusts are getting irregular. 

“Do it, John,” he moans with a sigh. “Come inside me.”

John stiffens. His hips push into William’s ass one more time and his spine arches over William. John’s mouth is open in silent pleasure and it’s the most beautiful and ethereal thing he has ever seen. And John looks like this because of him. 

William comes with a cry too. Cock spurting all over his stomach and messing him up. He thinks of John messing him up inside a little hysterically and it only makes the waves of his orgasm more intense. Until he blacks out.

~

When Will comes to, Johnathan has already cleaned him up with a damp towel that he microwaved to warm it up. Will had made soft noises while he did that but did not awaken. Johnathan also grabbed the second bottle of water that Will forgot to drink. It is for Will. Will, whom he just had mind-blowing sex with. Johnathan feels like he is glowing. That must be why it is called an after-glow.

He is picking up their clothes from the floor and folding them on top of the bedside table when Will stirs with a moan. Johnathan abandons his task right away. Will has rolled over to curl up on his side. There is a tiny crease between his eyebrows and Johnathan feels himself frown too. Will’s hand is pressed to his belly.

“Will,” he says as he comes closer. Will’s eyes flutter open to focus on him. They are wet. “You are hurt,” he whispers in horror. 

Johnathan had fucked Will as he had asked. He had heard that it was easier to fuck from behind if his lover was taking him for the first time. But he had chosen to take Will from the front instead, wanting to see every second of pleasure he could give Will. Perhaps he should have taken Will from behind as the advice had been meant. Will would not be hurt then. 

“I’m fine, John,” Will whispers with a watery smile. Johnathan’s guilt threatens to overwhelm him. Even like this, Will seeks to reassure him. “It’s just a cramp. Don’t frown.”

Johnathan takes Will in his arms then. He cradles Will and rubs a warm palm over Will’s belly. Will sighs into his neck. “Was it…me?” he asks quietly. He should have known better than to let Will take the brunt of his passion for their first time. 

“No, I don’t think so,” murmurs Will. “I’ve had them before.”

He frowns. “Cramps are normal?” 

Will cuddles closer, and Johnathan dutifully holds him tighter. “It’s probably my medication. Don’t worry about it, John.”

Will doesn’t want to talk about it, so Johnathan doesn’t push. But he can’t stop thinking about it. He’d read somewhere that birth control had been designed with women—not carriers—in mind. Carriers were rare, so it didn’t make sense to spend money on a demographic that could only provide limited revenue. When he had read that article, Johnathan had thought that it made sense from a business point of view even if it was unfair to those who needed the medication and was disappointed that corporations had chosen to ignore the minority. Now, he’s angry on Will’s behalf. But he can only hold Will and offer him comfort.

Johnathan tucks them both into bed, curling around Will from behind like spoons in a drawer. Will makes a pleased noise and settles readily. Johnathan doesn’t sleep even as Will eventually does. He wants to hold Will for as long as he can and refuses to lose time by falling asleep.

When it is nearly time for their descent, Johnathan has to wake Will up. He is reluctant to do so, but it is necessary to be seated upright and buckled during ascent or descent. He only has Will’s safety in mind.

Will whines and pouts at having to wake up from his nap, but he lets Johnathan dress him and wash his face. Johnathan tries not to think about how much he likes coddling Will. At least not until he and Will are in a more stable relationship. Yes, that is something they should talk about later.

He sits with Will, and they hold hands as the plane descends on LA Airport. Will is smiling. He keeps looking at Johnathan and crinkling the corners of his eyes like Johnathan is his sun. Will is his sun. Perhaps they can both be each other’s suns. That thought makes him smile, which delights Will to no end. 

They are both still smiling endlessly at each other when the plane lands with a jolt. Johnathan is startled though he doesn’t so much as flinch. Unlike Will who jumps with a surprised “Ah!” It makes Johnathan have inappropriate thoughts of bouncing Will in his lap. Will gives him a look that tells him he’s been exposed. But it’s not one of disgust, so Johnathan is hopeful for their shared future.