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Will isn’t one to judge, he swears he isn’t.
But he can’t help but get a little weirded out by how long Mike has been staring at him. He hasn’t even touched his food or said a word, everyone else is eating and talking just not Mike. Will wonders if he said or did something, maybe something is on his face? “Hey, guys I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” He interrupted Max and Dustin debating if chocolate or vanilla is better.
“Okay.” Lucas murmured
“Yeah, that’s fine.” Max answered
“Go ahead.” Dustin replied.
Mike still hasn’t said a word. Will got up from his seat, he felt a pair of eyes following his every move. He started walking towards the bathroom, past waiters and customers, in the back he heard a faint “I’ll be-“ Will couldn’t make out the rest due to the loud music. Not paying much attention to it, he pushed open the bathroom door and stepped in front of a mirror. Will tilted his head to the each side, he couldn’t find nothing wrong except for his slightly ruffled hair. The sound of the bathroom door opened interrupted his thoughts, he turned his head to see Mike stumbled in. “Hey, are you okay?” He approached Mike.
“Will, I needdd… to talk to you.” He was slurring his words. is Mike fucking drunk?
Will’s eyebrows narrowed. “I think you had too much to drink.” When Will leaned in a little closer, he could see the faint tint on Mike’s freckled cheeks.
Mike bit his lip. “You breath smells really, really good.” He dragged out the last word.
Will stepped back, his cheeks turning their own shade of red. “Oh- Thanks?” Mike was definitely drunk, it was a first and it was odd.
The pair of brown eyes moved down to his lips. Mike’s mouth was parted. Will felt hyper aware of everything, he rubbed the back of his neck. “Could I hold your hand?” Mike mumbled, without an answer Mike took Wil’s hand in his own.
Will’s breath hitched. “What are you doing…” his mind screamed to push him away and his body stood there in place.
“Nothing.” Mike answered as he closed the distance between them. “I’m just hanging out.” He placed one hand on the side of Will’s waist, that immediately sent heat to his dick.
“Mike-“ Will was cut off by crash onto his lips, a soft wet touch, it was quick, but it made Will painfully hard.
Mike stared at him with a look Will could only describe as hunger. Will parted his own lips and tilted his head up, a silent ask for more. Mike leaned back in, their teeth click, the sound loud, Mike makes a hungry and desperate noise into Will’s mouth, almost as if he’s been wanting this for years and held back. Mike’s tongue enters his mouth with no coordination, it was sloppy yet it was perfect to Will. It tasted like cheap beer and weed. Mike pushed Will into the cold tile, his warm hands started wandering all over Will’s body as their tongues collide, one hand moved under his shirt and up his back. Will rested his own hand on the back of Mike, he felt Mike’s dick press up against his, the only thing being in the way was the demin jeans, it felt so fucking good.
Mike pulled back, both their breathing heavy, a trail of spit ran down Mike’s mouth. He looked beautiful in the white light, the face of a man Will drew for many years. Mike rested his head on Will’s shoulder. The hand that hasn’t moved slowly made its way down into the front of Will’s pants, sliding down into his underwear. Will leaned his head back, letting Mike explore his body. “Are you sure this- this is what you want?” Will asked, voice heavy.
“This is what I’ve always wanted. I’m sure.” Mike rubbed his thumb across the top of Will’s dick. He crouched down and carefully peeled down Will’s pants and underwear. “Could I?” Mike asked.
“Yes.”
Will felt Mike grip him at the top, and slowly take it all in. A small gag hit his drenched, cock, Mike spread his tongue up and down him, easing the pressure, Mike licked the tip, swirling his tongue around him, the feeling was the best one he could ever experienced. When Will peaked down at Mike, he was looking up at him.
Mike’s mouth was dripping of drool, his hair was messed up, cheeks flushed, Will didn’t want anything else but this.
All he ever needed was Mike.