Work Text:
Mike’s patience has worn thin. He’s had enough with the teasing; he needs to fuck Will now. He also really needs to finish writing this chapter for his new fantasy novel. He’s already half-hard, weighing his options. An idea sparks in his head as he looks over at Will, no shirt on with his shorts riding up, showing off his perfect ass as he’s bent over the corner of Mike’s desk.
“Will…” He sighs, adjusting his non-prescription glasses, “Fine, you win. Prep yourself well, then come and sit on my lap. Alright, baby?”
Will grins, showing off his beautiful bunny teeth that Mike loves so much. “Thank you, Mike. You have no idea how bad I need you right now.” Mike just chuckles in response and quickly sheds his t-shirt before turning back to his typewriter as Will makes his way towards their bed, taking his shorts off before plopping down. Of course, he was commando underneath, of fucking course. He just loves to tease Mike.
Mike types away as he listens to the sounds coming from just a few feet away. The sound of the lube bottle opening and closing, the squelch as Will inserts his two fingers inside himself, the soft pants and whimpers coming from his pretty mouth.
He’s about halfway through the chapter, and fully hard now, when Will moans as he pulls three fingers out of his hole, declaring he’s stretched enough. Will walks towards him as Mike pulls his chair back to make room for his boyfriend to fit between him and the desk.
Will faces him, pulling his sweatpants and boxers off in one swift movement. He quickly lubes him up and moves to hover over his lap. He lines himself up with Mike’s cock and sighs as the head catches on his rim before slowly sinking down the full length, making Mike bottom out and let out a low moan.
“Move, Mike. C’mon. Take me.” Will huffs, arms thrown around his neck. Mike just kisses him quickly on the forehead before returning his gaze to the typewriter, his hands returning to the keys, and he begins typing again. “Mike? I thought you were gonna fuck me? Please, I need you so bad. Can’t wait any longer.”
Mike just chuckles, then says, “I have to finish the chapter, my love, remember? I have a bit more left to write. Either you wait for me to be done, or you fuck yourself on my cock. Your choice, princess.”
“Fuck you, Michael.” Will spits, before lifting up and then slamming back down, riding Mike’s cock. He repeats the motions at a steady rhythm while moving his head towards Mike’s neck, kissing and sucking. His teeth drag against the newest hickey he left, already purple and bruising, making Mike’s breath hitch.
They keep at this for a few minutes, Mike still writing, with Will still riding him and barreling close to orgasm, until Mike lets out a low groan and his hands fly to Will’s hips, stopping his movements.
“Mike—”
“What’s wrong, bunny? You’re close? Gonna come on my cock?” He teases, his hands snaking around to Will’s ass, kneading at the flesh before spanking him, hard, making Will yelp.
“Mike, please—” He tries.
“You’ve been riling me up all day, baby. It’s only fair I get to do the same to you now, right?” He says, grinning. Will tries to move his hips, but Mike just spanks him again before pushing his body towards his chest, no space left between them. “You’ve had your fun. Now you’re going to cockwarm me until I finish. Once I’m done, I’ll finally fuck you. Okay, sweetheart?” Will looks up at him through his lashes and nods. Mike gives him a chaste kiss in return.
Mike returns his focus to the typewriter. Will’s squirming and whining against his chest, trying to get any relief possible. The tip of his dick is bright red, leaking pre-cum, so hard and sensitive. He’s so, so close to coming. Just a few strokes and he’ll be spilling his load all over both of their chests. He tries to wrap a hand around himself, but before he gets the chance to, Mike is pulling both his wrists away and looping them around his neck.
“Will, you need to be good and listen, okay? I’m almost done, I promise. No touching yourself, can you do that for me, baby?” He asks, and Will nods in response before Mike speaks again. “Use your words, princess. Wanna hear you say it.”
“I’ll be good for you, Mike, I promise. Just hurry, please. I don’t know how much longer I can wait.” He says, frustrated, voice wobbling.
“Good boy.” He whispers, turning his head to suck on the sensitive skin under Will’s ear and leaves a mark before turning back to his work.
They stay like that for a while until Mike finally finishes the chapter he’s been working on. He takes his glasses off and throws them somewhere on the desk, before his hands immediately make themselves at home on Will’s hips.
“How do you want it?” Mike asks, but he knows the answer before Will says it. Still, he waits for confirmation.
Will responds instantly, “Rough, use me, fucking wreck me. Take me however you want. Please, Mike.”
“Color?”
“Green, so fucking green.”
Mike wastes no time after that. He grips Will’s hips and slams up into him. The moan Will lets out is obscene, before the noise is swallowed by Mike shoving his tongue down his throat, kissing him sloppily. He fucks into him over and over, and it’s not long before Will’s hands are clawing at his back and he’s whining Mike’s name. “Mike— Fuck! I’m—”
Mike wraps a hand around Will’s dick and gives it one stroke, two strokes, and then Will is coming. His body shakes as he whimpers with Mike jerking him through it, before his load shoots all over both his and Mike’s chests.
He picks Will up and stands before pulling out of him. Will whines at the loss before he’s quickly turned around, bent over the desk with his hands placed flat against it, and Mike is slamming right back into him. One hand on his hip, the other in Will’s hair, tugging him up and forcing his back into an arch, giving Mike the perfect angle to ram into Will’s prostate repeatedly.
“Fuck, bunny. You’re so beautiful like this. Look so good taking my cock. You were made for this.” He spanks him again, the sound reverberating in the room with the sound of their skin slapping against each other. Will lets out a moan and clenches around Mike. “God, Will. I’m gonna—” His hips snap forward a few more times, and then they stutter as he’s buried deep in Will’s ass, coming inside of him.
He presses an open-mouthed kiss to Will’s shoulder, then moves to his neck, directly under his ear. “Think you can go again, baby?”
Will whines, “Please. Need you, Mike. Fuck me so good that I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.” And Mike doesn’t need to be told twice. He pulls out again, making Will’s knees buckle, then picks him up and carries him onto their bed. He manhandles Will, positioning him just how he wants him, on his back with his legs spread as wide as Will can manage, before turning around and heading back to his desk quickly.
He grabs his glasses and returns to the bed, placing them on Will's face. "Wanna ruin you in my glasses, you look so hot in them." He says, and Will whimpers in response.
Mike lines himself up with his hole again. Without warning, he slams back into Will, who lets out a scream of pleasure. His hands roam everywhere now that he and Mike are facing each other. One hand clawing at his back as he thrusts, the other tugging on Mike’s curls and pulling him down so they can make out.
“Fuck— Mike! Holy shit— So full—” Tears prick at his eyes. He couldn’t be happier.
“Yeah, baby? You feel so perfect, all stretched around me. That’s just what you wanted, isn’t it? You just wanted to be stuffed full with my cock?”
“Yes, Mike!” Will whimpers. “Deeper—”
Mike lifts Will’s legs and puts them on his shoulders, the new angle making sure to hit Will’s prostate at every thrust. Will moans obscenely each time Mike thrusts. One of his hands grabs one of Will’s and places it on his stomach, where you can see the outline of Mike’s dick inside of Will, clear as day. It’s the hottest thing both of them have ever seen.
“Holy shit— Mike!”
“God, Will. So fucking deep, I could probably get you pregnant.” And fuck, Mike saying that made Will’s dick even harder, and he moans in response.
Will is teetering on the edge again, close to another orgasm, when Mike stops thrusting and wraps a hand around Will. He jerks him just how he likes, and when Will makes a sound that signals to Mike he’s close, he pulls off completely.
“Mike— Come on— Please, let me come. I’ve been so good—” He sobs, tears spilling out of his eyes, glasses now fallen off his face and on the bed somewhere. Mike leans in and licks the tears away and plants a kiss on his forehead.
“I know, sweetheart, I know. Just hold on a little longer, okay? Wanna come together.” Mike replies, and Will nods in response, body squirming. He captures both of Will’s hands and brings them above his head before interlocking their fingers together. Their lips against one another, panting into each other’s mouths, as well as kissing.
Mike begins thrusting again, fucking into him faster than before. Their neighbors must be fed up with them by now, but neither of them can find it in them to care when they’re having the best sex of their lives. All that can be heard are Will’s whines, Mike’s low groans, and the sound of skin slapping echoing through the room.
“Close—” Will pants, and Mike’s hand returns to his aching cock, matching his strokes with his thrusts. Then, Will shouts and sees stars as he comes again on his stomach, shaking through his orgasm. “Mike— Fuck, I love you—”
Mike doesn’t last much longer after that, his hips stuttering to a stop as he groans and releases his load inside his lover. “I love you so much, Will—”
He collapses on top of Will, wrapping his arms around his waist and holding him tightly. He trails sweet kisses from his shoulders to his collarbones, to his neck, and finally captures his lips in a heartfelt kiss, both of them smiling into it.
After a few minutes of lying there, Mike slowly pulls out of Will and watches as the cum pours out of his hole. He sticks a finger in and pushes it back inside, making Will squirm.
He lifts Will’s legs for better access to his hole and proceeds to stick his tongue inside of him. Will writhes, overstimulated but absolutely loving it, as he tugs Mike’s curls and pulls him impossibly closer. “Fuck— Mike…So good to me—” Tears spill out of his eyes again, and he smiles like an idiot. He feels so loved.
Mike finally pulls away after licking all the cum and gets up to get them both water and a towel to clean up. They clean their stomachs in silence, before moving to sit up next to each other against the headboard, both taking big sips from their bottles.
Will speaks first. “Thank you, Mike. That was fucking incredible.” He pulls him into another kiss, full of love. “Just what I needed.”
“Maybe you should bother me more often when I’m writing.” Mike chuckles, holding Will tight and pressing a kiss to his hair. “Seriously, though, that was insane. I cannot believe all that just happened. You should tease me and rile me up more often.”
“You’re an idiot, you know that?” Will melts into his touch and smiles. “I love you, Mike.”
“I love you too, Will.”