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It was Madison’s fault. And Simon’s. And Felice.
They’d been playing the song nonstop to the brink that he knew the words better than they did. Had seen the many upon many tik toks of Charli xcx dancing for a screaming crowd absolutely lost in the music.
Maybe he’d seen it too many times. So much that he possibly knew the choreography. By heart.
He’d eyed the heavy rain pouring down outside their house. Simon had sent a text saying he and the girls would be over soon with takeout.
But he took the rain as a sign and Track 10 was playing currently on his phone. He had to take it. He took his phone and air pods. He had at least 25 minutes until Simon and their guests would arrive for their usual Friday hangout.
He didn’t account for the cold of the rain but he pushed through. He also didn’t account that Madison drove like a maniac and they would arrive not five minutes after he’d gone outside. Having the perfect view of him from their living room window that looked into their private yard.
🎶🎵🎶
Simon was pulling out towels from their linen closet. He had them out before using one for his own wet curls.
“Hey Wille come out while the food is still warm!”
No response. Hmm strange.
He headed to the staircase, calling out his boyfriend’s name again. Again no response.
“I wonder where he is?”
Simon returned to the living room, seeing the girls all gathered in on their couch, leaning over the back of it. Gasping and letting out what sounded like excited screams and squeals.
He was laughing, completely used to this behavior when they went to concerts or binged a show with a cute guy. But this was a whole other energy. “What is wrong you guys?”
Madison had her phone facing whatever was out in their front yard before turning just an inch around to face him. Her mascara was flawless despite the rain. “Your boy is feeling himself look at him, absolutely killing it.”
Simon was one word. Stunned. He’d joined the gaggle of girls and finally spotted the sight that had them cheering and finger clapping at the former Prince of Sweden. Wille was absolutely serving under the torrent of rain.
He cheekily popped one hip to the left and another to the right. Creating a combination that had Simon drop his jaw.
“Since when can he swing those hips and ass like no one’s business.”
Those hip swings were scandalous and hypnotizing.
And it was hot. Simon knew how flexible his boyfriend was because…well for obvious reasons. But to see him fall to his knees and bend back till his wet hair touched the ground. All the while making his body arch and did he just grind against the air?!
It did things to him that he rather not have the girls see. Especially his sister who was enjoying this as much as Felice and Madison. He almost wanted to close the curtain to keep them from goggling at his boyfriend. But he resisted because Wille was on fire as he danced his heart out.
Wille walked with a grace and power that would have models begging for a tip or two from the former prince. But dancers would be foaming at the mouth to learn Wille’s secret of moving his body so smoothly, so fluidly before he got to his knees. Crawling across the wet floor with an arch to his back that had Simon biting his lip with each dip it made.
Sara made a loud wolf whistle that had the girls laughing loudly.
His hair was flipping wildly with each toss of his head, now completely drenched in the rain. A smile of pure happiness on his face completely lost in his own world and music.
The Henley long-sleeve he wore clung to his chest and arms. The sweats falling low on his hips.
Simon bit his lip to keep his moan from sounding out loud. 'Oh god now he was on his knees, how was he able to so easily slip and slide.'
His arms reached for the raining heavens, coming down slowly to stroke down his exposed pale throat. Down his chest, over his pecs, and down his torso.
Simon wanted his hands to feel that body rutting and grinding against his own just like Wille was doing on the damn concrete.
Wille shook his hair, pushing it back from his eyes as he made to stand up. He still hadn’t noticed the audience it seemed as he gathered the little Bluetooth speaker they used in the shower.
Simon was only human as he continued to run his eyes hungrily over his boyfriend’s body covered in soaking clothes. The fabric pulled deliciously across those thighs, his broad chest, his torso.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when Felice squealed, “Oh he's done!”
She started turning her body to the door.
Sara laughed,”Simme close your mouth you’re drooling!”
He wiped the side of his mouth. The door opened with a soft creak, and in came walking in like he had not given the performance of a lifetime.
Then he squawked at the sight of the girls looking at him with bright smiles and big eyes, and raised eyebrows before they ultimately gave up on any self-control as they started talking over one another.
“Where the hell did that come from?”
“Is dancing like that taught at the castle?”
“Can we have some lessons?”
But the one person he was staring at was the one who had brought one of the more fluffier towels before draping it around his shoulders.
His eyes met Simon who was gazing into his eyes with fire and desire. “And you?,” Wille whispered, “Did you enjoy it?”
Simon wrapped his arms around Wille’s neck, pulling him down for a kiss so encompassing. His lips sucking Wille’s bottom lip into his, Wille all to willing parted his mouth to Simon pushing his tongue through. Tasting him from the inside out.
Wille let out a long moan his hands falling to roughly grab hold onto Simon’s hips bringing him closer, their chests pressed together, His thigh in between Simon who was slowly beginning to grind against with little whines that seemed to have a direct line to his co-
“Excuse me!”
They pulled apart.
It was Felice who was looking at them with a teasing look in her eyes. “Not in front of our meal thank you very much!”
Madison added, "Go dry off and I mean it just dry off! Then come down so we can talk more about the performance we just saw.”
Wille pulled the towel to the front of his pants, Simon only tugged his oversized hoodie down.
Wille cleared his throat, "Right… right we'll be right down.”
Sara raised her eyebrow, “Sure.”
They left their guests to continue to talk and gossip. And Wille was feeling the uncomfortable sensation of his wet clothes clinging to parts of his body.
“You were beautiful, you know.”
He turned to see Simon paused in their little hallway that led to the staircase.
Wille had been so shocked at the sight of their friends that embarrassment hadn’t had the chance to even cross his mind.
“I hope you can give me a recap in the bedroom after they leave.”
Wille nodded like a bobblehead. They of course kept their hands and mouths to themselves before coming down to see the food all ready to be served and divided.
And in the background, Charli xcx song, Track 10 was playing.
He looked at Madison who was trying to hold in a smile.
“Very funny. But no one is getting a replay. Except for Simon.”
There were protests but the food called their attention more. Simon and Wille usually sat on the floor but this time Simon moved Wille against his back. Both fed each other as they hung out with their friends.