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“Do you know how hard it is to watch you with them? To see their hands all over you?” He squeezed ever so slightly, and Will let out a quiet whimper. “Sometimes, when you had guys over, I’d listen. I’d hear you moan, and I’d touch myself and imagine it was me making you sound like that,” he whispered, pressing a kiss behind Will’s ear. Will’s eyes fluttered shut, and he could practically feel them rolling to the back of his head as he imagined it: Mike fucking into his own fist, thinking about Will getting fucked on the other side of the wall. Will hated him for not saying anything.
Will rolled his hips forward, a strangled moan falling from his lips. The grip on his throat tightened, and Mike’s other hand grabbed at his thigh, digging into his flesh through the jeans. Will stilled instantly. Mike made a content noise before his loosened his hold, trailing his lips along Will’s jaw. “You moan like a slut, Will. So I’m gonna fuck you like one.”
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the hate sex fic
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- Part 1 of hate sex
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Max and Lucas can't keep their hands off each other.
They kiss and grope and call each other sickeningly sweet names like "baby" and "sweetie-pie" and "hot-stuff". Mike finds it nauseating.
Mike and Will decide to do something about it.or
Mike and Will fake-makeout in an effort to stop their friends excessive PDA and pretend it doesn't mean anything.
Based off Thesweetestdream’s original concept for ‘talk to me dirty; talk to me sweet’
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In the year of 1993, Mike Wheeler is invited to Los Angeles California for the holidays by his friends when they notice Mike struggling to deal with the terms of his divorce to Eleven and the manuscript he hasn't been able to write— in over a year.
There he sees Will again. Thriving in all senses in life, looking better than the day of his wedding. The last day he saw him. In the throes of missed phone calls, cigarettes and fire— he thinks that maybe, there is more to their story than what he led himself to believe.
That, or they are better off as just strangers.
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He looked at the charcoal smudge again. It was so distinctly Will. It was like finding a fingerprint at a crime scene, only the crime was Mike’s rapidly disintegrating sanity.
He should close the tab. He should absolutely, one hundred percent close the tab, clear his browser history, burn the laptop, and maybe move to a monastery in Tibet where the wifi was spotty. He should walk into Will’s room right now and say... what?
Hey man, sorry to wake you, but are you spreading your cheeks to pay for our electricity bill? Because if so, thanks, but also, what the fuck?
In which, Mike Wheeler thinks he knows everything about his roommate and childhood best friend, Will. He knows Will likes his coffee black, hates the texture of anything remotely slimy, and is surprisingly good at keeping secrets. But when Mike stumbles upon a cam model named 'Lee' who films in a room that looks suspiciously familiar, he realizes he doesn't know Will nearly as well as he thought. And God, does he want to learn.
OR simply: a camboy!will AU
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“Look, maybe… you just need to get that out of the way,” Mike suggests slowly, looking almost self-conscious now. “And I could help. If you want.”
Will feels his cheeks rising in temperature with each passing second.
“So you… you want to kiss me?”