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The next morning the two had gone through the usual routine of Wallace making breakfast for the both of them and then heading over to start filing for the next shot in the film. Scott seemed in a better mood, which in turn made Wallace feel better. He liked seeing his friend happy.
Once again, the day seemed to drag on for forever, and once the final scene was shot, Scott was relieved that they were done for today.
Wallace had stayed to make sure Scott got through the day okay, he figured he needed it after the mental breakdown that insured the previous night. Walking back through the dark, the two chatted about one of Scott’s interest.. sonic the hedgehog. Wallace really did enjoy listening to Scott. He thought the random little facts he knew were, well, cute. Wallace had never gone into too much depth thinking about his and Scott’s relationship. The two were definitely best friends. Best friends who would spoon each other.. strictly for warmth reasons of course. (Ignoring the tens of times they had also done that in the summer, of course.)
The two made their way back into the trailer and promptly got into bed, saying goodnight. Silence persisted for the next few minutes, and just as Wallace was getting ready to sleep, he heard Scott speak up.
“Uh? Wallace. Can we. Do that thing. You said you weren’t opposed to” Scott began saying, his tone barely above a whisper.
Wallace was very caught off guard by the request. Scott Pilgrim, the most (somewhat) heterosexual man he knew, wanted to make out with him, Wallace Wells, the gayest man alive?
Nevertheless, Wallace was quick to turn over, facing Scott.
“I mean, of course. I’m down. We can take it slow, if you want, we don’t have to rush Guy.”
Wallace was trying to do his best to be comforting as he noticed a spark of nervousness through Scott’s eyes full of curiosity and bliss. Scott have a small nod as confirmation. He really did want this- he wanted this with Wallace.
Wasting no more time, Wallace put his arms on either side of Scott’s head, on his pillow. He shadowed over Scott’s body, almost pinning him if his hands weren’t on the pillows. Wallace moved his face and locked lips with Scott. At first it was sloppier, Scott obviously panicking. Wallace found it very cute that he was obviously trying seem like or be a good kisser for him.
Wallace took control of Scott’s janky movements, putting the two more in pace. He felt Scott’s warm breath against his lips, wanting more. Greedily, he began to up the pace with Scott, twisting their tongues together. Wallace noticed that Scott’s breath began to get more shallow and ragged. With this, he decided to take advantage in another way. Wallace slid his hands down to Scott’s shoulders. Now, Scott really was being pinned to the bed by his cool awesome, hot, gay roommate Wallace Wells. Shivers were sent down Scott’s spine. Not once had he ever got this far with someone.
Scott looked up at Wallace, somewhat in awe.
Wallace gave him a smug look.
“Oh? You liked that Scott? Well I think you’ll like what I’m about to do next even more then.”
Without warning, Wallace gnawed at Scott’s neck, making Scott gasp with surprise. Wallace applied force to Scott’s shoulders to keep him secure under him while he began leaving pretty marks all over Scott’s neck. After the third love bite, Scott began to moan . Which was something Wallace really never expected to hear- not to say he didn’t like hearing him.
“A-ah.. Wallace … oh my god”
“Is this.. ok?”
“More than okay. P-please.. I need.. you”
Scott was becoming even more breathless, which told Wallace that he was getting tired.
The two had only been going for about seven or so minutes, but Wallace was aware that Scott really didn’t get a lot of action, which would explain why he was tired out so quickly.
Placing one last passionate kiss to his collarbone, Wallace satisfactorily took his hands off of Scott’s shoulders, laying back down beside the man. He immediately threw himself protectively over Scott, missing the contact instantly.
Then Scott’s whine of protests began.
“nnn..nooo Wallace.. I wanted more. I’m. I wantn you sobad”
That’s when Wallace had realized he had failed to look at Scott’s lower body.. where he realized a tent was forming in Scotts pants because of him.
“Scott.. you’re too tired for us to do that tonight. I care about you.. you aren’t at all like one of my many hookups.. you’re more uh.. personal? Like I seriously care about you. if we start now you’ll be too exhausted to even finish. I don’t want you to have a bad time, especially when it’s with me. We can tomorrow? Or whenever you’re ready?”
Giving in, Scott nodded, breathes still shallow. Scott threw his legs over Wallace so that the two were completely tangled with each-other. Finally Scott slept peacefully, even if it was a little gay.