Bayou Boys

Authors: Pet & Foxhunt2blue

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~Part: 16~

"Smart ass! Fine you can play pool. You’re stripes I'm solids." Liam’s reply dripped with sarcasm

"Yeah, you are..." Will grinned, waggling his eye- brows, as he walked around the table. ""Solid' that is." Bending over he aimed his cue and smirked. "Six in the left corner pocket."

The end of Liam's pool stick hit Will in the ass with a quick smack. Looking up he saw Liam standing a bit back, a distracted expression on his face like he hadn’t been paying attention to him at all. A soft snort escaped Will as he eyeballed Liam, then turned back to the table with a groan as he watched his ball skim the edge of the pocket and bounce off the edge of the table.

"You're gonna pay for that Liam Marcus." He growled softly as he leaned his cue against the wall and fished out his smokes lighting one up. "No distracting the players with promises, pet."

"I can do whatever I want baby…because you'll let me." Liam whispered as he walked past Will to the pool table, leaning over to take his shot.

"Is that right?" William took a drag, then exhaled blowing smoke rings at Liam. "If that's the case then I can do anything I want..." he stepped off the wall and walked past Liam, giving his ass a quick slap, "...cause you'll let me."

Liam jumped, sighed, but said nothing. He aimed for a solid and took his shot landing it and another solid into the same pocket. He smirked at Will, then walked around the table to the other side. Leaning over the table he readied another shot.

Watching the boys from the bar Gator shook his head in amusement. He let out a faint sigh as Liam bent over to take his next shot. He was pretty damn sure now there was more going on than met the eye. Another sigh escaped him as he took in Liam's ass clad in snug, worn denim.

"Oh, well..." he mumbled beneath his breath, "...there's always Harris."

Lifting his head as he exhaled Will caught the longing gaze that Gator aimed at Liam's ass and chuckled. "Hey pet. Gator's checking your bum out."

"Shut up, Will…I know. He always does. I think he's …well I think he's like...you get the picture. He stares at Harris, too. He's wide and has brown eyes like me. I think it's Gator's type. It doesn't bother me."

Liam missed his shot and stood. Turning he gave Gator a wink, blowing kisses his direction. The kisses made Charlie explode into another fit of chuckles. Gator's eyes went wide and he quickly turned away his cheeks flaming red. In all the time he'd known Liam he'd had no idea Liam was aware he was...

"Harris it is then." He mumbled softly as he busied himself with straightening glasses that were already straight on the shelves.

"Caught you didn't he!!!" Cook yelled from the kitchen, then a howl of laughter echoed through the bar.

"Shut up, Cook!!" Gator growled.

William snorted at the scene playing out across the room. "Seems ol' Gator wasn't aware you knew he was checking that luscious bum out. Course Cook seems to have known."

"Cook knows everything. That and the fact we talked about it one night with Harris." Liam spoke Harris’ name just loud enough for Gator to hear. "And well Harris blushed and has been throwing subtle hints ol' British's way ever since. Too bad Gator's not good with the obvious hints---huh Gator?"

Liam wiggled a brow at Gator.

Suddenly Gator found a smudge in the corner of the mirror above the bar fascinating. His face growing even redder if it was possible.

"Seems that Gator is gay after all." William mused. "Damn it to bloody hell, but I need to adjust my gay- dar."

Liam laughed as he hushed Will. "Shh…Buster is in hearing distance. Can't be too loud now can we?"

Moving around the table Liam stepped closer to Will, and as he did his arms were grabbed not only by one, but two different pairs of hands. Liam turned groaning loudly when he saw whose hands they were. "Hey Tammy…Susie."

His two ex's stood, flanking either side of him, dressed in the smuttiest outfits Louisiana had to offer. Their faces caked with make-up, bodies laden with jewelry, looking every bit the tacky whores they resembled.

Almost as if they were a nightmare come to life they both spoke in unison. "Hey Liam."

"So what do you two need? Last time I had to deal with you two you hated me and wished me dead as I recall."

Tammy flipped her hair back over her shoulder. “Well we've been thinking really hard and we realized we were being over-dramatic. It's not as if we didn't know about ya and your habits. Well we really weren't in a relationship so what were we getting upset over---ya know?"

"Uh huh." Liam replied at a loss for anything else to say.

Susie sidled closer running her hand down Liam's arm. "Well, what I think she's sayin Lee is we don't mind sharin'. We want ya to forgive us for bein’ so mean and hateful. Can we just...ya know…go back to the way it was?"

"Umm....I...uh.." Pulling away Liam struggled to speak, but with no success.

The girls just clung to him like leeches.

Through out the entire conversation William grinned. He couldn't quite bring himself to be jealous of a couple of Southern trollops who couldn't satisfy a man even with an instruction manual. Hell they probably didn't know what a prostate was and they were more than likely so loose that Liam had probably had to tie a board to his ass to keep from falling in. Grinning William moved between Susie and Tammy barely suppressing the urge to vomit at the cloud of 'Windsong' and 'Jovan Musk' that engulfed him.

"Hey, ladies what I think 'Lee' is trying to say is..." he paused eyeballing the two sluts, "...no. Not in this life or the bleedin' next."

Tammy and Susie gasped giving William deadly glares, clinging to Liam like a lifeline.

"And who are---YOU?" Tammy spit in Will's face.

"Name's Spike you stupid gits." William snorted as he took a drag off his smoke. "I'd bloody well think you'd know why it's Spike." He thrust his hips forward in a mime of fucking. "If you get my drift."

A disgusted sound erupted from Susie as she glanced up at Liam. "Lee make him stop...I don't like him." She glanced back at Will venomously. "You’re a pig."

Liam kept pulling until his arms finally broke free of their grip, then stepped from between the girls. "That ‘pig’ is my best friend and I would kindly appreciate you not talking down on him. And by the way he wasn't wrong. I'm not interested not now---not ever."

Both the girls gasp louder than before, catching the attention of everyone in the bar. Together as one they screamed in disbelief. "WHAT?"

"Did I stutter? I said I…was…not…interested! EVER!!" Liam repeated. "Just back off and leave me alone. Find some other sucker to sleep with because I'm not him. Plus...I have someone I'm in a relationship with and I'm happy."

Tammy’s hands gripped on her hips with attitude to spare. "Who could possibly be better than us? We're the best things you ever had the pleasure of knowing Liam Garrigan and you know it. No one else wants you."

Chuckling Liam looked up at the ceiling his head shaking. "Just back off Tammy."

"Well you ungrateful bastard! We came here on our own to forgive you! When you’re clearly a pig headed disgusting dog. I don't know why I bothered you’re scum."

"Scum?" William snorted. "Kinda the kettle calling the pot black ain't it?" His eyes narrowed at the two outraged women. "'Seems to me I remember you Tammy, luv. I remember that you screwed half of the football team your freshman year." William turned to Susie with a smirk. "And you Susie..." he clucked softly shaking his head, "...sneaking out of your bedroom window to go meet Reverend Dalloway while his poor sweet wife Margery was visiting her mama in Pensacola. Bet he liked getting his ol' shriveled cock up some pretty young twat."

"HOW DARE YOU?!!" Susie screamed as Tammy rushed Will hand raising to slap him.

Liam caught Tammy around the waist holding her back. "No…no…not today Tammy! Leave him alone you deserved that!"

Struggling Tammy tried to turn in Liam's arms to slap him. "LET ME GO!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.

Susie moved in to help Tammy, but Charlie wasn’t having any of that. Grabbing her arm he shook his head. "Nuh uh, little missy! No cat-fight! Leave my brother alone!"

Hissing Susie turned on Charlie. "Take your dirty hands off me!"

Charlie shook his head as Susie looked in Buster and Herbie’s direction. Both men got to their feet and began walking in their direction.

An evil grin twisted Susie’s over-painted lips as she turned back to Charlie. “Let me go or else Buster is going to have your hide."

Charlie let go of Susie with a shove, snorting. "I'll let ya go, but only ‘cause I got a pregnant girlfriend at home. She don't need me bringin' home any germs your stinky ass might carry."

"Look you slutty bints," William glanced in Buster's direction, "...ain't no need to get all starkers over this. We all know what we know, so I suggest you just pack up your over painted 'For Sale' signs and let Liam be. Like he said he's found his happiness and you ain't a part of it---got it?"

Susie glared silently at William as Tammy pushed away from Liam, and straightened her skirt. "Fine I don't care anyway. She's probably some whore. I hope she gives you a disease Liam Garrigan. Then you'll wish you took me up on my offer."

Stopping Buster looked around the group from face to face. "We have a problem here?"

Tammy blew a piece of hair out of her face, walking over to Susie, and patting her back soothingly. "No, sir. Just Liam being a bastard---like usual. I'm alright just a bit shaken up."

Buster turned to Susie. "Wha' about you Susie-Q? You okay sweetheart?"

Sniffing Susie looked towards Charlie. "He grabbed me."

"You touch her?" Buster questioned Charlie.

"Listen you don't even want to start with me Buster. I mean it. I was just keepin' her from scratching Liam's face off." Charlie stood firm not in the least intimidat- ed.

"Well ya don't need ta be touchin' woman like that. I suggest you keep your hands where they aren't wanted from now on." Buster then turned on Liam. “What you do this time---huh?"

"I said no to a bunch of sluts. Oh, God mister police- man, you going to lock me up?" Liam drawled sarcas- tically

Herbie shoved Liam from the back, pushing him forward a couple of steps, and Buster got in Liam's face. "Don't give me shit boy! These girls are the only two that will touch you in this town! You just treated them like trash! Who could possibly want you? Do I know her?"

Straightening Liam cracked his neck. "No, you don't know 'her'."

"She come with Will from England then? Some poor fool girl that don't know about you and needs a lesson?"

Liam smirked turning to Will throwing him a question- ing look.

"Oh...'she' came from England, pet. But 'she' ain't a 'she', now is she, Liam." William smiled at Liam, saying a silent prayer to the powers above that he hadn't stepped in to deep. "Care to share with the class, pet?" He raised a brow questioningly. "Cause I don't mind..." his voice trailed off as he met Liam's dark eyes.

"See I met someone and see that someone is from around here. It's just the she you all want to save from me isn't a she at all." Liam moved up behind Will, setting his chin on the top of Will’s head, and wrapping his arms around his waist. "It's a he and he's standing right here. Aren't you baby?"

A wide grin curled William's lips as he folded his hands over Liam's at his waist. "Yeah...yeah I am, peaches."

The whole room with the exception of Gator, Cook, and Charlie made an indecipherable noise. All eyes turned to openly stare in shock at Will and Liam.

Buster couldn't have looked more disgusted and Herbie appeared to be either confused or constipated Liam couldn't tell which. Liam kissed the top of Will's head causing Buster to hold up a hand.

"That's enough! It's disgusting, a sin, and this a public place! You don't need ta be spreadin' your views around to the people who don't want to be seein' that shit, Liam!"

"Well that's the joy of a public place isn't it, Buster?" Liam slowly kissed down along the side of Will's neck. "That it's…public."

"Listen here Garrigan! Ya better listen to Buster or I'll be more than happy to take you bitchin' all the way back to your second home." Herbie growled.

Liam snorted unwrapping his arms from around Will’s waist, then turned him around. Cupping Will’s face in his hands he smiled. "Don't worry parrot boy I won't cause a scene no more...after this I mean." Then he mashed his lips to Will's, kissing him roughly.

Moaning William smiled into Liam's kiss, his lips parting, and his tongue darting out to tease along Liam's lips. He couldn't quite believe this, that Liam was openly kissing him, and just not in public. He was being kissed in front of Buster and his skinny Fiferific friend. Pulling back he looked into Liam's dark eyes and purred softly. "You taste good..."

"You taste better, baby." Liam murmured looking around the bar at the many emotional states of the patron’s faces. "Want to get out of here now?"

"Sure thing, luv." William smiled trailing his hand down Liam's back to cup his ass, squeezing. "I'm feeling in need of a tune-up..." he turned to where Buster and Herbie stood, mouths hanging open, "...if you know what I mean." He licked his lips seductively and blew a kiss at Buster.

Buster's face turned a bright shade of plum-red as his hand settled on the butt of his service revolver. "You sick little faggot!" He snarled. "We don't like your kind here in this town. I suggest you keep your disease to yourselves."

Raising a brow William snickered. "Oh now Buster... you’re just jealous that Liam got to me sweet arse before you did."

"Oh snap." Charlie whistled then busted out laughing.

Liam grabbed William's hand with a laugh, walking around shocked people until Buster stepped in front of them. Liam arched a brow at the furious sheriff. "I'm not committing any crime Buster. Being in love with the same sex isn't all around illegal ‘yet’. So get out of my way."

"DAMN IT BOY!!" Herbie spit, stepping up behind William. "That may be true, but we can make you commit a crime." With that comment Herbie grabbed William around the neck.

Growling low in his throat Liam raised his fist to punch Herbie, but Charlie halted its flight, and shaking his head. He turned punching Herbie himself sending him sprawling to the ground in a limp heap. Stepping forward Buster started to get up in Charlie’s face, but Charlie just raised a brow.

With a cough Buster backed up. "He deserved that, but don't be touching a officer of the law or I'll arrest ya next time---hear?"

"I hear." Charlie answered, glancing over at Liam. "Go on---get." Liam nodded walking around Buster, but Charlie grabbed his arm as he pushed open the door, whispering in his ear. "Everyone and their mother will know about you and Will by morning. I suspect you better tell dad yourself before he hears the news from someone else---yeah?"

Liam looked into Charlie’s eyes, then nodded solemnly.

"Good I'll stay there tonight so I'm there for support and what all. Now go on."

Tightening his hand around Will's Liam nodded again giving Charlie a meaningful---and thankful---look, then walked out of Gator's.

***

Rubbing his throat with his free hand as they walked to the car William smiled to himself. "That skinny little wanker has quite the grip, pet. Course he's gonna be regretting it when he finally wakes up." He turned to Liam as they reached the car. "You know, Liam, I couldn't love you sodding more right now." Cupping Liam's jaw he tugged him down and took his mouth in a slow sizzling kiss, then pulled back. "Now that's been said..." he glanced up through dark lashes, "...maybe you could show me how much you love Scarlett... Rhett?"

Opening the car door Liam turned back to William. "Why Scarlett I do believe I shall. Won't you get in so I can take you home?"

"Why thank you Rhett. I do believe I shall." William fluttered his lashes as he slid into the seat. "And they say being a gentleman is a dead art." Suddenly he broke down laughing.

Liam’s joined in holding his gut as he laughed hard, his body bending in half. He laughed for a good minute or so then he slid to his knees, setting his head in Will's lap as he started to breathe hard though his nose.

"God Will I could have got you hurt---I'm so sorry. I didn't think, I just hated everything they were saying. I never thought. If Herbie would have..."

"Hey now, luv...none of that..." William laid his hand on Liam's head, stroking his fingers through the soft strands of his hair. "I know how to take care of meself now. If me rotten father is good for nothing else he taught me that. 'Sides if Charlie hadn't punched his skinny arse into oblivion I'd have had Buster scrapping him off Gator's floor."

Liam nodded, turning his head in Will's lap so he was looking up into Will's eyes. "I love you. I can't help still wanting to take care of you. I hate when I'm stupid and fail."

Smiling William bent down kissing Liam's cheek, just a soft brush of lips. "You're not stupid...didn't fail either. Maybe it's my turn to be your protector, pet." His smile widened just a bit more as his eyes took on a moist sparkle. "Now take me home, pet...take me home and we can forget this ever happened."

As Liam stood and headed to the driver's side William bit his lip thoughtfully. Maybe, he thought, this was what the dreams were about. The visions he'd had since gong to see Ophelia. Maybe he'd relied to heavily on Liam for protection when he'd been here before and now it was his turn to watch out for Liam.

Liam started up the car, glancing over at William. "I won't fail again despite what happened. We'll just agree to protect each other. But I won't fail you again I promise." Pulling out of the bar parking lot Liam headed towards his house.

***

It didn't take long to get there from Gator’s. Pulling into the drive Liam shut off the engine, waiting for the light from the headlights to fade. He reached over grabbing Will's arm before he could get out.

"Go into the back yard I'll be there in just a second okay?"

Raising a brow in curiosity Will slipped from the car and headed for the backyard. "Backyard---huh? So what would be back there?" He wondered aloud as he turned the corner of the house.

The yard hadn't changed much. Probably could do with a mowing, but other than that not much had changed. Pulling his smokes from his shirt pocket he lit one and leaned against the porch watching the stars that sparkl- ed overhead.

"HOPE YOU'RE GETTING BEER!!!" William bellowed as he blew out a smoke ring into the warm darkness.

Liam walked out onto the back porch his hair messy, chest bare, his belt unbuckled and hanging loose and the first button of his pants undone. He tucked a couple of items into his back pocket, then focused on William with lust filled eyes.

"Sorry no beer with me. I had something else in mind-- -you forgive me?"

Chuckling William turned and dropped the cigarette at the sight that greeted him. "Sweet bloody mother of God..." He hissed taking in Liam's bare chest, loose jeans, and mussed hair. "What the hell took us so long?" He stepped up to Liam, his eyes twinkling in the light from the back door. "All's forgiven, pet."

"Umm...good, then give us a kiss." Liam murmured dropping his face to take Will's lips. Descending slowly he kissed Will sensually, his tongue teasing every so often against the soft pink flesh of his lower lip.

A low growl erupted from Will as his lips parted allowing Liam's tongue inside. He suckled gently on that warm moist bit of Liam and groaned at the taste of beer mixed with pure Garrigan. Pulling back he looked up into Liam's dark eyes and smiled.

"So what's the game plan, pet?" His voice came out just a bit too breathless.

"First we take off your shirt, then your shoes, and socks." Liam bent down, kneeling, and removing Will's boots one by one.

William tugged his shirt from his jeans, pulling it over his head, and tossing it to the ground. "So big bear...what we doing? Wrestling?" He chuckled as Liam finished pulling off his boots.

"No." Liam answered as he stood. "We’re going to relive our past…just change it up a bit."

Smiling one brow arched he picked Will up. Wrapping his legs around his waist he started down the steps walking out into the yard. When he stopped, he lowered Will to the ground.

"Close your eyes."

Grinning at Liam as his bare feet hit the cool grass William shook his head. "When did you become such a player, pet?" Letting his eyes drift shut he held his hands out. "Course I still trust you, peaches."

Liam chuckled as he turned William around, wrapping his arms around a rope so his hands stuck out, wrist to wrist. "Keep your hands like this." He let go of Will and reached into his back pocket grabbing one of the two items he had put there. "You sure you trust me?"

"I trust you with my bleedin' life, Liam." William sighed softly. "You’re the only one I've ever trusted... the only one I ever will."

"Good I can't have you screaming." Liam whispered at Will's ear as he snapped the cuffs over his wrists. Grasping Will’s hands he wrapped them around the rope, then licked up his earlobe. His hot breath caressed along the shell of Will's ear. "To keep you from trying to stop me or hurry me along. I wrapped your fingers around the rope because you'll need them for gripping you can look now."

Opening his eyes William looked at the glistening silver metal encircling his wrists. A shiver rippled through his body as Liam's tongue teased his ear, his breath hot and moist. His gaze drifted down along the rope to where it was wrapped around the old worn rubber of a tire.

His breath caught in his throat as he tried to speak, his voice cracking. "God, luv...never figured you for the kinky kind."

Chuckling Liam lowered his voice, reaching around, his fingers stroking softly over Will's hips bones. "Oh baby you really just have no 'idea'." His fingers dipped under Will's waistband and down into the coarse hair that framed the cock Liam was by now completely obsessed with. "So I figured you must have had this thing for me for awhile? Right?"

Whimpering William tried to thrust into the hand that teased along his cock, not quite gripping him. "Yes... god yes..." he panted harder as Liam's fingers tugged at the rough curls between his legs. "Stayed awake...at night...dreamed about you..."

"Even before you moved?" Liam questioned his fingertips just barely brushing William's cock.

"Yes...Jesus, yes...every night.” William whimpered softly in the back of his throat. “Under the sheets imagining...wanting...needing you..." he gasped, tugging on the rope with white knuckled hands.

The tire swing swayed gently and Liam reached out placing one hand on top to steady it. "So you would come to visit me, towards the end before you left. You’d swing in this swing and think dirty..." Liam licked Will's chin, "…thoughts about me and I never knew."

Liam let go of the tire swing, just long enough, to unzip Will's pants. As he did William hissed his pants sliding down his legs around his ankles.

"...yesss..."

"Lift your feet."

Lifting his feet he let his head hang down, his eyes focused on Liam's large hands as they tugged his jeans from around each foot. His cock was so damn hard already, just from the touch of those hands, and his voice. God, he thought, Liam's voice was like the ultimate aphrodisiac. Thick, warm, and sweet as molasses on his tongue. He could just make him come with that voice, William was sure of it.

A shiver traveled down his spine as he realized he was completely naked now and at the mercy of that voice and those elegant, skillful hands.

Throwing Will’s pants to the side Liam began running his hands up Will's calves to his thighs. "So we'll call this me indulging one of your fantasies. That and well the fact you look so hot cuffed and naked to something from our childhood."

Liam rubbed his fingers between Will's thighs, his fingertips grazing the skin. Another shiver rippled through William's body as Liam touched him, lightly, just a mere caress along the inside of his thighs. But it was enough to make the fine hair rise along his trembling legs like the heckles on a wild dog.

"Jesus...Liam...please..." he begged his voice tight with the need for more. Hell, he wasn't even sure what he was begging for exactly, he just wanted more.

"Shh…never did have any patience." Liam whispered, his fingers delving into his back pocket, and retrieving the final item. "So I had a moment to sneak to a store the other day to pick up this. I figured maybe some- thing other than lotion might be nice."

Liam opened the lube and coating his fingers, then setting the bottle aside. Rising to his knees he stroked his lube, wet fingers down the crease of Will's ass, rubbing them back and forth over his hole softly.

"Gahhh..." Will choked out as the cool slick touched his skin. A whimper rose in his throat as Liam's fingers slid between his cheeks circling his pucker in a hypnotic rhythm. "Liam...please..." he whined as he pushed his hips back, trying to encourage Liam's fingers to explore further.

"Please what?"

Moaning softly William pushed his hips back more insistently. "I...I want more...want you to...to..." he stuttered his face flushing with what little blood hadn't rushed to his cock. "Want you to fuck me...fuck me please, Liam."

Leaning over Liam bit Will's ass gently, his fingertip slowly sinking into his slick hole. Liam pulled back murmuring softly. "I will, Will…I will. Just want to touch you baby. Let me touch you."

At the feel of Liam's teeth combined with his finger sinking into his twitching hole, William growled, his back bowing. His head dropped forward, his chin resting on his sweat slicked chest, and his eyes focused on his bobbing erection.

"Yes...God yes, Liam. Touch me, pet. Touch me til' I scream..."

"That was the general idea." Liam started licking a trail from the base of Will's spine, slowly upwards, while his finger worked inside Will. Stretching and loosening him slowly.

As Liam's warm tongue caressed his skin he squirmed, tugging at the cuffs that held his wrists. The squirming only made the feel of that long slender finger inside him more intense. God, he thought, I just want to touch my cock, to touch Liam.

"Feels good..." he moaned as he pushed back on Liam's thrusting finger. "Don't stop, luv, please...don't stop. Never stop..."

When Liam reached Will's neck he lifted one of his legs up, settling his foot just along the rim of the tire for support. Once Will was in place, then he inserted another finger inside him, thrusting it with the first.

"I'm not going to Will. Not ever going to now that I have you. I love you…I love this, you make me so happy. Just feel…let me make you feel good."

Soft whimpers escaped William as he panted. In this new position Liam could impale his body deeper, even harder. The feel of his fingers thrusting, the pleasant burn of his hole, stretching to accommodate more was driving him crazy. He clutched desperately at the rope now trying to keep his balance as he panted with need.

"Liam...please..." he whined through clenched teeth as Liam's fingers curled, grazing his prostate, "...love you...wanna feel you. Yours. Always yours...never anyone else. You own me, pet..."

Liam growled low in his throat with pleasure, biting the back of Will's neck as he softly pushed yet another finger inside of him. Pumping them deep, he constantly grazed and rubbed his prostate. "I like when you say that…when you say your mine." Liam crooked his fingers brushing his knuckles against Will's prostate. "Say it again."

"Yours!" Will yelped as Liam rubbed the one spot that would get him to say anything. "Liam I'm yours." His ass pushed back against Liam's fingers as he whimper- ed.

Nothing could be better than this, he thought. Giving himself up so totally to the man he loved more than life itself, giving him every bit of trust, and love he could muster.

"That's right you are." Liam whispered, his voice all milk and honey, and his fingers slowly sliding from Will's body.

He grasp his zipper sliding it down then slid his pants down and off his legs, tossing them on top of Will's. Stepping back he moved forward, melding his naked form to Will's, moaning softly as they touched everywhere they possibly could.

"You feel so good."

"You too...feel good...want to be wrapped in you, luv." William relaxed into Liam's embrace, his ass rubbing back against the thick hardness sliding up his crack. Sliding and promising so much more to come. "Touch me, Liam." He whispered. "Touch every inch of me from the inside out." His head fell back on Liam's broad, warm shoulder, his throat stretching in a smooth arc of silken marble. "Make me yours…forever."

Liam leaned over kissing his neck, his hands rubbing down his arms to his chest, his fingertips grazing over Will's nipples, then twisting them softly. Pushing into Liam's busy fingers William moaned louder.

"Keep it up and the whole town will hear me scream. God take me...just take me Liam..." he groaned as Liam continued teasing his aching nipples. "Take me to hell or heaven....don't matter, luv. Just take me..."

"If that's what you want baby, that's what you get."

Liam released a soft breath, rubbing his cock against Will's slicked hole, pushing his cock forward, slowly breaching him. Just slow enough until the head of his cock was inside and he groaned, his hands grabbing the tire swing on each side of Will's hips to steady them both.

A soft keening noise rose from William's throat as Liam breached his ass. "Full...please, Liam...feels good..."

"God that never gets old."

Panting Will choked on a laugh as Liam pushed deeper. "Hope not, pet...want this until I'm old and gray."

Liam chuckled, but suddenly stopped with a deep moan as he slid even further. "Jesus you feel so good."

Gripping the tire swing harder Liam arched his hips and pushed the rest of the way inside Will taking a second to breathe and calm himself. His nose was buried in Will's hair and the feel of Liam's breath ruffling his hair sent a shiver down William's spine. This position let Liam get as deep as he could and William gasped, his ass clenching around the throbbing thickness that impaled him.

"Big...so bleedin' big...feel so full." He panted softly just letting his body relax and adjust to the new depth. "Could stay like this forever, pet. Never move, but I want you, too." He paused his eyes drifting shut with the contented feel of being engulfed by the sexiest man he'd ever had the pleasure of knowing. "Fuck me...fuck me hard Liam..." he whispered into the cool night air.

"My pleasure." Liam jerked back then curved his hips forward into Will hard and fast.

A deep throated moan drifted out onto the cool night air as William pushed back into Liam's brutal thrust. God, he thought, Liam's cock felt so good, filling him, stretching him, and fucking him.

Groaning Liam repeated the movement, his teeth sinking into the back of Will's neck, biting softly, licking, and then biting again.

As Liam's teeth sank into the soft skin of his neck, he cried out, a long wail of pleasure and pain, and his back bowed. He pushed back grinding his ass into Liam's crotch until he could feel the coarseness of his pubic hair chafing his skin.

"More Liam...please..." he whined.

Liam gripped the tire swing harder then started to rock the swing as he pushed even deeper still. Will's muscles gripped him tightly and Liam loving every second of it.

Indulging in the glorious feeling of being inside some- thing so beautiful inside and out, his teeth worried and licked the spot on Will's neck. Moving higher up into the hairline Liam tasted Will. He loved the taste, the feel, he loved everything about him.

"Jesus...Liam..." William moaned his knuckles turning white as he gripped the rope tighter. "Yours baby...all yours...missed you so much, luv."

He groaned as Liam's mouth left a wet trail of heat up into his hair. There had always been men, but never a lover. Liam would always be the one and only lover.

For William there could never have been anything better than this feeling. "Love you...love you so damn much, Liam..." he whimpered softly, "...would give my life for you."

"I love you too baby…I love you so much." Liam moaned into Will's ear. "Can't get enough of you, don't want to live without you, want to have you forever and ever. I need you so much. God baby I need you."

"Me, too."

William leaned his neck to the side giving Liam more access. His cock was so hard and dripping now. All he wanted was to come, but Liam was in control and that's the way he liked it most of the time. Whimpering he thrust into Liam's every stroke, his eyes glistening with need.

"Touch me, please...wanna come, pet."

Liam let go of the tire swing sliding his hands up William’s arms. Grasping them he slid them down to the tire swing.

Liam whispered into Will's ear. "Hold that." He pushed the tire swing forward a little so that he could grip Will's cock with one hand and stroked the other up his chest to twist a nipple softly.

"I love the way you feel baby. You feel so good. You gonna come for me baby?" Liam twisted his hand up Will's cock, then back down.

"Uhhh...shite...Liam..."

William leaned forward, his hands gripping the tire so hard he thought his fingers might just shatter. Blinking he looked down watching as Liam's fingers squeezed and twisted down his length. Just the sight of his fingers was enough for him to come. He panted softly as his eyes drifted shut again.

"Yes...yes...wanna come for you, Liam."

"Then come for me. Come for me, Will." Liam murmured speeding up his thrusts, continuously rubbing against Will's prostate, as his own orgasm began to build. "Come."

With a scream William threw back his head on Liam's shoulder. His cock pulsed and exploded in a shower of pearlescent cum over Liam's fist. Another scream tore from his throat as Liam continued slamming into his ass, torturing his prostate with each thrust. Then a final scream ripped out of him as his ass clenched around Liam's thickness, milking him with each thrust.

"Come inside me, pet...fill me up…” he gasped.

As soon as those words left Will's mouth Liam gripped the tire swing with one hand and Will's hip with the other. His fingers dug into the pale skin as he came hard his vision blacking out and his head swimming.

His head dropped on top of Will's as he shuddered and shook, panting hard into Will's hair. "Fuckkk...I love you."

There was an exhausted grunt from beneath Liam, then William collapsed to his knees. "Love you, Liam...always have..." he moaned softly.

The weight on top of him was like a blanket of love, warm and all encompassing. Somehow he knew that they would get it right this time. They had, too.

"Tired..." he mumbled, "...get these bloody cuffs off, pet."

Liam nodded dumbly, pulling out carefully, and groaning at the loss. Standing on shaky legs he wobbled to where his pants were, bending over and digging into his pocket for the keys. Grabbing them he returned to Will, uncuffing him from the ropes.

"There."

Collapsing to the ground William rolled over grasping one of Liam's legs and tugging. "Get down here..." he grinned, his voice rough with the recent bout of screaming. "Grass is nice and soft...cool too. Need to cool down a bit, luv."

Liam sat down next to Will tossing the cuffs to where his pants were, then ran his fingers down Will's chest.

"You’re hot alright."

Slapping Liam's hand playfully, he grasped his wrist and pulled him down into the dew dampened grass. With a snicker he rolled Liam over on his back and crawled on top of him, licking along his throat, up to his ear and whispered softly.

"Not bad yourself, pet."

He nipped at Liam's ear and let a soft noise out reminiscent of a large cat purring. Burying his face into Liam's throat he nipped and licked at the vein that was pulsing beneath the damp smooth skin.

"I'd say about as hot as whore in church on Sunday morning."

Liam chuckled. "That hot huh?"

"Ohhh...yeah..." William drawled as he pushed himself up on his elbows, braced against Liam's broad chest. Wiggling his eyebrows he grinned wide. "After all the flames are licking at her heels---aren't they? Be right up there with barbecued hot wings Louisiana-style."

He looked down, one hand pressing flat, fingers spread on Liam's still heaving chest. One finger inched out to trace through a small splatter of cum, spreading it out in a spiral pattern.

"Anyone ever tell you how sexy you are all naked, covered in me cum, and sprawled in the moonlight?"

"No not yet. Tell me now." Liam looked up at Will.

Leaning in William pressed a kiss to Liam's cheek whispering softly. "You...are..." a kiss grazed Liam's nose, "...sexier than...all bloody hell..." another kiss this time across his chin, "...covered in me cum...naked in the moonlight." With that final word William claimed Liam's mouth in a slow, sensual, kiss that had his loins throbbing with need again.

Liam moaned softly into Will's mouth his hands coming up to cradle his face, his fingers grazing his cheekbones. Darting his tongue out William teased Liam's lower lip, suckling it gentle, then scraping his teeth along it. With a soft growl he pulled back staring into Liam's dark eyes and smirked.

"You know you taste so bloody good, luv." His thoughts drifted for a moment, then he focused back on those dark, bottomless eyes. "I been thinkin'..." his voice trailed off as he chewed at his lip nervously. "I know this is all new to you...that you're still working out the logistics." He sighed softly, burying his face in the vee of Liam's neck his body trembling with a mix of fear and need. "Want to ask you a question. I'll understand if you say no...or even if you need time to think about it."

"Just ask me Will. It's okay to ask me if it's important to you---just ask."

His face pressed tighter into Liam's neck as he shivered, suddenly cold. "I want you." He whispered, his voice muffled against Liam's skin.

Liam laughed tapping Will on the shoulder. "Will, I can't understand you when you’re trying to bury yourself into my skin. Come on look at me." Liam lifted Will's head up so he could face him. "Ask me."

Eyes widening as he smiled shyly at Liam he spoke softly. "Want to bury meself in more than your skin, pet. I want to be your first...want to be inside you." His cheeks flushed pink as he lowered his eyes afraid of what he might see in Liam's.

Liam's mouth dropped open and he did his best guppy impression for a few seconds, then coughed a few times looking up at the sky. "I...well...I." Liam swallowed, closing his eyes to focus.

He was with Will now. He would always be with Will he had no need or want to change that fact. He loved him and if you love someone you give all of yourself to that person inside and out. Yeah he was afraid, but not so much for the reasons he had been earlier. Now it was something deeper.

What if it wasn’t good? What if he disappointed? What if this changed everything they had?

Liam shakes it all off though. All the feelings, doubts, and made up his mind. He couldn't keep avoiding it, he had to make up his mind.

"Okay. But not out here---is that okay?"

William's eyes widened in surprise. "Of...of course..." he stuttered his hand cautiously lifting to stroke Liam's cheek coaxing his gaze to him. "I know you're worried, pet. I was to me first time. I promise to make it special...want you to want me like I want you." Tears welled in his eyes as he let loose a breath he hadn't been aware he was holding. "I love you, pet, but if you're not ready for this don't say yes."

"Will I wouldn't. I can't lie I'm scared as all hell. About a lot of things. But...but its not like I don't want you. It's not like the idea isn’t appealing." Liam took a deep breathe, then let it out with a whisper. "It is…it is appealing it's just…I'm nervous."

"S'okay, luv. Promise you I'll take it slow and easy." He leaned in kissing Liam gently, then pulled himself to his feet. Offering a hand to Liam he smiled. "Let's go then...maybe talk a bit...get relaxed."

Liam grabbed Will's hand and pulled himself up. He rolled his eyes as he walked with Will, picking up their clothes on the way. "I feel like a girl."

"Sure don't look like a bint..." William chuckled his gaze moving down Liam's body. "'Sides wouldn't want you this bad if you had girlie parts." Laughing softly he ran up the steps and through the back door.

"Oh, god I feel so much better now." Liam laughed out.

Closing the door behind him he tossed their stuff to the floor. He leaned back against the door and looked into William's eyes.

"So I'm kinda not sure what to do now. Used to being the one in charge."

Prowling across the floor, eyes glittering William smiled a seductive smile. "Ain't much different, pet. Just relax and enjoy." Reaching out he ran his hands up and down Liam's arms. "Now, luv...the only part of you that I need stiff..." he paused one hand drifting down to Liam's cock, "...is this."

He leaned in kissing Liam softly as his hand tightened around his cock and began to stroke slowly. Liam groaned his head falling back against the door, his mouth opening, and his tongue slipping out to caress against Will's. Taking the offering William suckled Liam's tongue. As he teased and sucked Liam's tongue his hand tightened just a bit more speeding up.

Releasing Liam's mouth he pulled back. "Do you like this? Like me stroking your cock...tasting your tongue?" He whispered as he leaned in nipping along Liam's collarbone.

"Yesss..." Liam hissed softly, his hands coming up to stroke down Will's ribcage.

"That's what I thought, pet." Folding one of his hands over Liam's he stilled it. "Come on now. Follow me if you want more."

His tone was teasing and yet filled with promise as he tugged Liam towards the bedroom.

"Oh aren't you just tempting." Liam murmured, but followed obediently as he was tugged into the bedroom.

Once he had Liam in the bedroom, he shut the door, and focused completely on the man before him. Liam was taller by a few inches, broad shouldered, and narrow hipped. William smiled as he stepped closer and reached up kissing Liam again, this time deeper and more passionately than ever before. As the kiss continued he began walking Liam backward towards the bed murmuring soft words of encourage into his warm , wet mouth.

"Soon baby...forget all your worries...make you feel so soddin' good it'll drive you crazy..."

~Part: 17~

"Not too crazy I hope I want to be able to be all here so that if I like it we can do it again." Liam’s tone was amused, but tinged with the tiniest bit of nervousness.

Laughing softly, William pushed Liam back on the bed, then crawled up him like a huge cat. "Good crazy..." Will growled softly as the bed bounced beneath them. "It's always going to be good crazy, luv." He leaned in licking one of Liam's nipples, dragging his tongue slowly across it, then circling it with the tip. "You taste good here. Wonder if you taste good every where?" He lifted his head meeting Liam's dark gaze and raised one eyebrow in amusement.

Liam groaned followed by a chuckle. "You could always fine out."

"Think I just might do that sweets."

Backing down Liam's body William left a trail of nips and warm licks. His tongue traced patterns down his abdomen straight to his belly button, then he dipped his tongue in, swirling it around.

"Mmm...tastes good..." he mumbled.

Chuckling harder Liam’s fingers slid through Will's hair, then moved to his shoulders, stroking softly. "Do I really taste so good?"

Pushing himself up on his elbows William flashed Liam a smirk. "Yeah...like that dark Swiss chocolate..." he lowered his mouth licking along the crease of Liam's hip, "...rich..." another lick lower, "...sweet..." then he licked up Liam's length swirling his tongue around the head, "...and creamy." He growled softly, his eyes darkening with passion.

Eyes fluttering shut, Liam arched his body upward his breathing going shallow. His fingers played along the sheets unable to still them, then back to Will.

"Like that, pet?" Will lifted his head, licking his lips seductively. "There's lots more to come." Setting back on his heels William smiled down at Liam, taking in his flushed face, his heaving belly, and the way his dark lashes fanned out along his cheeks. "Damn, but you’re about the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen." Reach- ing over he grabbed a pillow. "Do me a favor, luv, lift your hips up."

Swallowing Liam nodded, lifting his hips off the bed. "This good?"

"Perfect." William pushed the pillow up beneath Liam with a smile. "Now spread your legs for me." His hand caressed Liam's thigh, feeling the faint quiver of muscle beneath his warm skin. "No need to be nervous, luv. Just want to taste you---that's all."

Liam spread his legs slowly, nodding, his fingers tangling around the sheet, then shifted until he was comfortable on the pillow. Looking up at Will his eyes filled with curiosity and want. Stroking his hand down the inside of Liam's thighs, his eyes never leaving Liam's, William lowered himself down on his belly.

"You okay, pet? Comfortable?" He smiled softly at Liam as his fingers continued massaging his thighs, trying to ease the taunt muscles.

Liam took a deep breath and began to relax. "Yeah... I'm okay. I'm just...you know. I don't mean to be I'm not changing my mind I'm just...you know. God I feel really stupid."

"Not stupid. Just nervous being it's your first time and all." His eyes twinkled as William lowered his lips to the base of Liam's cock. "Want this to be special. Just open up to me and don't be afraid. I'd never do anything you wouldn't want me, too."

His tongue flicked out, kitten licking up Liam's semi erect cock, then back down. The entire time his hands massaged and stroked Liam's quivering thighs, slowly moving up until his fingers caressed his balls.

"That, okay?"

"Yes." Liam softly murmured. "God…yes that's okay."

With a soft smile William lowered his mouth to Liam's balls, licking the soft skin as one hand trailed up to curl around his cock. Stroking gently he sucked first one then the other into his mouth laving them softly.

"Oh god…hell yes."

Moaning Liam spread his legs wider so Will could get better access. His eyes rolled back in his head and he felt like he was starting to become disconnected despite the show just starting. Which was what made it so surreal---and more enjoyable to Liam. Will could make everything so much more exciting and alluring.

Taking the sounds that were escaping Liam as a good sign William lowered his mouth further. His tongue darted out tickling along the smooth skin behind Liam's balls, his hand gently squeezing his swelling erection.

"Mmm...taste so sweet, pet."

He groaned as he continued licking until he reached the place he'd wanted to be for far too long. He released Liam's cock and stroked down his thigh. Liam's breathe hitched, his spine arching, his body becoming a live wire as soon as Will's fingers touched ‘that’ spot.

"Christ...Will."

"Feel good? Know it does, baby." Will's fingers circled the tight ring of muscle, teasing, and soft. "Wanna taste you, pet." He purred softly.

"O...o…okay." Liam stuttered never feeling so vulnerable in his life, but letting himself go for Will. Only because Will would be the only one he would ever do this for, let himself go like this for. "Please..." He whispered taking it one step further. "Please."

"Yeah...that's it. Relax let Will make you feel good."

Lowering his mouth Will cupped Liam's ass cheeks, his thumbs caressing down his crease, and spreading him open. His tongue darted out, flicking across the soft skin of Liam's opening. Liam froze his entire body on pause and his voice wheezed out, then cracked into nothingness as Will's tongue stroked over his hole. Behind his eyelids multi-colored fireworks burst out and his ears buzzed like he was stuck in beehive.

William felt Liam's body stiffen beneath his touch, then heard the soft gasping breath. He paused listening and waiting for any sign that Liam wanted him to stop. When there was no sign he continued licking softly at the twitching muscle gently. He moaned softly at the intimate taste his own cock rising and twitching against the sheets. A groan escaped him as one hand drifted to hold Liam open as the other drifted down to where his tongue teased. Pulling back he sucked one finger into his mouth coating it with warm wetness, then moved it to Liam opening.

"Gonna make you want it, pet. Make you cry for me..." he pressed the wet finger to Liam's hole. "Feel you from the inside out." He watched with glittering eyes as his finger slowly pushed into Liam.

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit..." Liam gasped repeatedly not sure if his body wanted to push forward for more---to hurry it along---or to pull away because of the nervousness and terror. “Will, Will, Will…" Liam chanted trusting him, loving him with each breath.

"That's it, pet..." William whispered softly. "Take me inside you...make you feel good." Slowly he twisted his finger as he pushed deeper into Liam's tight channel. "You're so warm...so bleedin' tight. Can't wait to push my cock inside you, baby." At those words he crooked his finger rubbing against Liam's prostate.

"FUCKKK!!" Liam screamed his body jerking against the finger inside him. "What...what?"

"Like that do you, sweets?" William chuckled as he began pumping his finger in and out slowly. "Say hello to your prostate, luv. Feels good don't it?" He slowly worked in another finger, twisting and pumping. "Could just make you come like this. Your arse, so tight and hot, wrapped around me fingers." He stroked Liam's prostate again, applying more pressure this time.

"OHHHHH GODDDD!!" Liam moaned deep in his throat. "I..I...oh god...it feels...it feels.." Liam thrust against the fingers again. "Good."

Smiling William worked a third finger into Liam and groaned. "Jesus, Liam...I want inside you so bad, baby. Wanna feel you wrapped around me cock..." he spread his fingers inside Liam and ducked his head. Tongue darting out he licked along the edge of Liam's convulsing opening, then thrust his tongue inside.

Liam hands flew down to Will's head, fingers tangling in his hair as he panted hard, gasping for breathe. His heels dug into the mattress as ‘that’ tongue did delicious things to his insides.

Between his fingers and his tongue Will wasn't sure if Liam would make it. Hell he wasn't sure if he would, he thought, as his own cock throbbed, trapped between the bed and his belly. His tongue swirled as deep as it could into Liam's channel, tasting and caressing. He could feel the bed sway and bounce beneath them as Liam's heels dug in and he panted. Pulling back he took a deep breath of Liam---perspiration, and that muski- ness that was Liam's own scent.

"You okay, pet? Cause I can't wait much more. Tell me Liam...tell me what you want." As he spoke his fingers pressed deeper and thrust harder.

"Christ...oh hell...Jesus...please baby please I want...I want you...please."

Smiling Will pulled his fingers from Liam and sat up on his heels. His cock was hard as fucking diamond and dripping just from the thought of being buried in Liam's virgin ass. "Baby...don't want to hurt you...need the lube."

"Pants…out by the door." Liam gasped out in a rush.

Hopping off the bed William cursed himself for being in such a fucking hurry that he'd forgot the lube. Runn- ing out of the bedroom, cock bouncing against his belly he grabbed Liam's jeans and retrieved the lube in record time. As soon as he hit the bedroom door he froze staring at Liam all sprawled out on the bed, hips canted up on the pillow, and his cock rock hard against his belly.

"Jesus..." he hissed through his teeth as he practically leapt from door to bed in one svelte move. "Liam... you're so sodding hot..." he groaned as he fumbled with the cap on the lube.

Liam's mouth opened to form some kind of reply but nothing came. He just slid his legs a little further apart as his eyes darkened, watching Will spreading lube over himself. In a matter of seconds he was going to do something he never had thought he would do. He wanted to memorize it all---freeze the moment.

Taking a deep breath William tossed the lube aside and looked down at Liam. The trust and want in his eyes caused a knot to form in the pit of Will's stomach. "You know I love you---right, pet?" He breathed out softly. "Never loved anyone, but you."

"I know...I love you, too,Will." Liam whispered his hand reaching up to stroke down a sharp cheekbone.

A soft smile lit up William's eyes, then he shivered. Lowering his hands he lifted Liam's legs up, hooking his knees over his shoulders. "Dreamed of this for years..." he whispered as he lined the head of his cock up with Liam's opening. "Gonna make you want more." Shifting his hips forward he pushed slowly into Liam with a groan.

Liam's eyes clenched shut in a mixture of pain and pleasure as Will's cock impaled him slowly. His fingers reached out grazing Will's hips.

"Breath baby...just breath..." Will sighed as he felt the tight ring of muscle convulse around him. "I know it hurts, but only for a bit and then it'll be bleedin' heaven." He panted leaning forward, one hand guiding his descent into virgin territory, the other wrapping around Liam's erection and stroking. "So beautiful...so perfect...always knew you were..." he pushed a bit harder and he felt the muscle finally give, allowing him into the tight heat he'd always dreamed about.

Liam grabbed at Will wherever and however he could, moaning softly. Each touch allowed his body to relax a bit more as Will slid deeper into him. He began to breathe as instructed---soft and steady.

"God...so fucking tight..." Will hissed through clenched teeth as he finally settled fully in Liam.

His balls ached with the need to come yet he held back trying to calm the swirling tsunami of need in his gut. He leaned forward, hand still stroking Liam, and claimed his mouth with a brutal kiss. Kissing back hard thrusting his tongue into Will's mouth Liam took the opportunity to try and express, without words, what all this was doing to him. How it was making him feel.

He tried with each thrust of his tongue inside Will's mouth to form the kiss into some semblance of a divine feeling of want and need. William didn't need to open his eyes at all to see the need in Liam or himself for that matter. The taste of that desperate tongue, fucking his mouth was enough. He suckled Liam's tongue tasting the beer he'd consumed earlier and tasting the need as well. Pulling back gasping for air he met Liam's wide dilated eyes with his own.

"Beautiful..." he whispered his hand lifting to caress Liam's jaw. "You ready, luv? Ready for me to move?"

"Yes." Liam answered his fingers tightening on Will's hips. "Please. Show me."

Slowly Will pulled back, Liam's internal muscles rippling around him like heated silk. "Jesus Christ..." he moaned softly as he stopped just the head of his cock inside that tight heat. "Show you baby what you want." He jerked his hips forward slamming into Liam's tight ass, his balls slapping against his muscled cheeks.

Liam's body nearly folded in half and his grip tightened on Will, his forehead settling against his. "Again."

"Yes..." Will hissed pulling back and slamming forward. The ripple of Liam's muscles caused him to gasp. "Fuck...baby you’re so bleedin' tight." Sweat beaded along his forehead and dripped into his eyes as he pulled back again. "More, pet?" He moaned with the effort not to pound Liam through the mattress.

"Yes...YES! Again…do it again." Liam gritted out in a needy tone.

Slowly Will picked up the rhythm and the friction began to heat up the lube. Soon his cock was gliding smoother in and out of Liam's clenching ass.

"Baby I love you...love you so sodding much..." he growled as he ran his hands up the outside of Liam's trembling legs. Grasping his ankles Will spread him open wider and began pounding into Liam harder with a wild animal hunger.

"Shit …oh god!" Liam cried out pushing back into Will's thrusts. "Don't stop…god this feels so good. I never thought…I never thought...yesss..."

"Yesss...baby that's it..." Will growled as he continued slamming into Liam with the force of hurricane. The tight sheath of Liam's ass was as close to heaven as he'd ever been. Panting he bent Liam almost double so he could slide deeper. "This is what I feel baby. Everytime you’re inside me...pounding me...fucking me with all your strength." He angled his hips and slammed back into Liam and this time it was the perfect angle to hit that sweet spot deep inside Liam.

Liam howled his fingernails scratching down Will's back his throat going dry, his eyes crossing.

"I've wanted...you...so much..." Will panted his grip tightening on Liam's ankles so much so he imagined there would be bruises on him in the morning. He released one of Liam's ankles to reach between them and grasp Liam's cock. Without missing a beat he began stripping Liam's cock in time with his thrusts. "Do you wanna come, pet?" He growled softly as his fist tightened around the hard column of flesh. "Do you wanna come just for me?"

"Yes." Liam whispered. "Yes, yes just for you."

Grinning like the cat that ate the canary William leaned in close and slammed his hips forward. "Come for me now, luv." He whispered.

Body going taunt once more, Liam came hard with a wordless scream. His head fell back against the pillows his ass gripping Will with each tremor and shake he experienced. As he felt Liam come beneath him, shaking and quivering, Will cried out with a scream that bounced off the walls. Liam's ass tightened around him and suddenly he was following Liam into the best bleedin' orgasm he'd had in his life. Eyes rolling back in his head he filled Liam with spurt after spurt of hot cum, his hips spasming, then he was falling forward.

Gasping for air he lay on Liam's quivering body match- ing it quiver for quiver. "Jesus Bloody Christ..." he moaned softly.

Liam nodded repeatedly not strong enough nor able to do much else. His throat raw, his body tired, his eyes drifted open then closed. He felt like he was on a cloud.

"S'okay, pet..." Will yawned as he planted a kiss over Liam's thundering heart, "...'m pretty bushed meself." He yawned again as he reached out blindly pulling the blankets over them, still cradled between Liam's thighs. He smiled as another twitch of muscles rippled through Liam's ass and along his softening cock. "Let's get some rest, luv---okay?"

Liam lowered his head enough to kiss the top of Will's then he nodded, his eyes closing as he drifted into slumber curled around William.

***

The roar of choppers tore through the humid jungle air above the treetops as he hunched down. Ahead of him his comrades trudged through the mire of the jungle, hair plastered to their heads beneath the heavy helmets, and skin glistening with perspiration. The heat he could take, but the humidity was worse. Just two more weeks and his tour would be up, then he could return home never to see this godforsaken excuse for a country again.

There was only one thing he'd miss.

His gaze lifted to focus on the dark-haired man just to his left, a tiny smile flickering at the corner of his mouth. That was when he heard the click and he cursed himself for a fool.

One of Charlie's trick wires.

Swallowing hard he met the dark gaze of his com- panion.

"Don't move, Will. Fuck..." the other man drifted slowly towards him his expression filled with fear. "I'm gonna step down and your gonna step up at the count of three---okay?"

"No...no fucking way..." he hissed, "...then what?"

"Then you go home in two weeks and I finish my tour, that's what."

He shook his head furiously. "What makes you think it'll work, Lee?"

"Fuck this shit! I ain't letting you die this close to the end of your tour." Lee's eyes shone with a brightness that might have been tears or maybe it was just perspiration caught in his lashes.

Before Will could stop him he stepped down on the wire and lifted him bodily, tossing him back. Will let out a scream as the air exploded around them, his scream lost on the hot blast of fire.

***

"LEEEEE!!!"

William woke screaming his body thrashing wildly in the covers, his heart pounding like a jack hammer. The smell of incinerated flesh filled his nostrils as he continued screaming, lost in the dream.

Liam jumped up, grabbing William’s flailing, scream- ing body. "WILL! WILL!! HEY!!" Liam shook Will scared and confused.

"Why?! Why'd you do it Lee?!"

William convulsed beneath Liam as he screamed over and over---still lost in the dream. His eyes were wide and unfocused, glistening with tears that streamed down his face.

"WILLIAM!!" Liam screamed louder. "Will please baby wake up!"

Sucking in a deep breath William went still and stiff his eyes rolling back in his head. Then he collapsed in a sobbing limp pile of flesh mumbling something beneath his breath faintly. Liam gathered Will into his arms stroking his hair lovingly.

"Jesus baby come on wake up, open your eyes, and look at me."

Blinking Will glanced up with swollen, bloodshot eyes that were still clouded by sleep. "...why...why..." he whimpered as he buried his face in Liam's chest. "What did she do to me?" His voice was half choked and muffled as his body began shivering.

"Who Will? What's going on? You’re freaking me out here. I don't know what's going on."

Another wave of shivers ran through William as he clung to Liam desperate to drive the image of his lover dying out of his mind. "O...Ophelia..." he stuttered, "...thought it was over. It's not..." he choked back another sob. "Liam promise you won't be angry... please."

"I won't. Just tell me what the hell is going on." Liam turned Will's face up to his own with the tips of his fingers.

Sniffling William smiled weakly. "Every since we went to see Ophelia...I've been having these bloody dreams or visions. The other day when we had our fight, well I had one when I was awake. Charlie thought I was dying..." he sighed as he tried to pull away from Liam.

Liam held on tighter, not allowing him go. "And you’re just telling me now? So, what kind of dreams?"

"Charlie made me promise I'd tell you..." he buried his face in Liam's chest, "...I was afraid though. It's you...you and me, but not us." He began shivering, goose bumps rippling up his bare arms. "I keep seeing..." he paused as he tried to keep from hyper- ventilating. "I keep seeing you die."

Frowning, his brows knitting together. Liam leaned forward his brow smoothing out as he kissed Will's forehead. "They're just dreams baby that's all. It's okay. I'm right here."

Looking up with wide wet eyes William's shivering became worse. "I'm scared Liam...'m so sodding scared. What if they’re not just dreams? I can't lose you now that I've just found you."

Grabbing Will's hand Liam pressed it to his chest, over his beating heart. "I'm right here." Liam repeated. "I'm not going anywhere."

Nodding like a small child William tugged Liam down, wrapping himself around the bigger, warm body. "I know...I know...just so damn tired..." his voice trailed off as he snuggled closer, one leg wrapped over Liam, and yawned. "Just hold me..." he mumbled into Liam's chest, "...don't let the dreams be real."

"I won't I promise as long as I can help it I won't let the dreams be real baby. Nothing is gonna happen to me or to you. We're going to be alright." Liam murmured holding Will close, stroking his soft skin. "Just go back to sleep I got you."

A soft muffled reply came from Will, but it was com- pletely inaudible. The feel of Liam's hands caressing down his spine eased his fears as the darkness of sleep closed in once more.

Liam lay awake for a long time afterward, watching over Will until sleep once again engulfed him. He drifted off finally, his arms securely around his lover and best friend.

~Part: 18~

Reaching out a hand shook Will's shoulder softly. With a grunt, Will opened one eye to see Liam looking down at him.

"Wha' the bloody hell time is it, pet?" He grumbled rubbing at his eyes.

"Noon I let you sleep longer than I intended. I wanted to go to dad's before he left to open the shop, but I was worried about ya. So I called Charlie asked him to stall dad keep him at the house. I owe Charlie big, but he did it for me. I have toast ready and buttered for you so you can eat something, but I really need you to get up now and get dressed. Dad will get around Charlie eventually and you know what will happen as soon as he gets out of the house and into town if I don't get to him first."

Nodding Will rolled from beneath the covers and sat up yawning, running his fingers through his hair until it stood on end. "Need a shower..." another yawn ripped through him as he glanced over at Liam, then scratched his balls. "What do ya mean you were worried about me?"

"Umm…wild nightmares with you screaming and crying. Sound familiar?" Liam raised a brow at William.

"Dreams...yeah..." Will glanced at the expression on Liam's face and stood up stretching. "What?" He snorted. "Ain't like you've never scratched your bloody balls." Then he ambled into the bathroom to take a shower leaving Liam staring at his backside.

"QUICK." Liam yelled over his shoulder, heading out to the living room to slip on his shoes.

He knew Will was trying to avoid the dreams. He’d confront him later, but if he didn't get to his father before Mrs. Gentry or Mr. Arbuckle, then he’d be one dead son. So the confrontation would just have to wait ---for now.

***

Standing under the shower spray William groaned, letting it pound into the knotted muscles of his back. He had not a doubt in the world that Liam knew he was playing the 'avoidance game' with the dream issue. Long ago he'd made himself a promise that he'd never let anyone bully him again, that was the day 'Spike' had been born, but Liam wasn't bullying him. The man was only concerned and he had every right to be when it came to his best friend and lover. William knew that, but Spike was still rearing his ugly little head.

Groaning in frustration he grabbed the wash cloth from the towel rack and lathered it up. Quick Liam had said so he'd better damn well hurry. Frankly he wasn't looking forward to 'the talk' with Marcus Garrigan. Part of him had known that Charlie knew there was more between them than mere friendship. Marcus on the other hand was more than likely to throw a shit fit temper tantrum and beat the holy living hell out of him.

With a sigh he rinsed and turned off the shower, then dried quickly heading out of the bedroom to retrieve his clothes.

***

Standing in front of the mirror Liam fixed his hair, then fixed it again. Straightening his tee-shirt he groaned and pulled it off grabbing another one and pulling it on. Black was better than bright blue, he thought. Black was simple.

Liam nodded at his reflection, then looked at his hair, again. If he straightened it his dad would know instant- ly something was up. But if he left it messy maybe when he spilled the beans his dad wouldn’t flip out and would tell him he didn't care about the situation he was putting him in. Groaning loudly Liam mussed up his hair, pulled on his trusty cap, stuffing his hands in his pockets, and tapped his foot. His one hand playing with his car keys at his waist nervously.

Bouncing out of the bedroom and into the front hall on one leg William tugged on his boot. Finally in place he knelt tying the lace and glanced up to see Liam tapping his foot on the floor with a look of impatience on his face.

"Yeah...yeah...I know you big lug. Let's get this show on the bleedin' road." He stood and moved to where Liam stood glaring at him. Leaning in close Will nipped at Liam's ear and whispered. "Still taste good, luv." Then he was out the door, laughing as Liam followed.

"If this was your dad you wouldn't be laughing." Liam growled playfully.

A few moments later they were in the car leaving the safety of Liam's house, and heading to his father's.

***

This trip took less time than any other trip Liam had made since Will had returned. Liam practically sped like Superman through town---faster than a speeding bullet. Pulling into the driveway, his fingers tightened around the wheel, and then Liam just stared at his first home feeling like he was going to pass out.

"I can't do this." He breathed out.

Swallowing back the snarky comment he'd almost let slip, Will scooted across the seat and grabbed Liam's chin, forcing him to look at him. "Look, luv...your pops he loves you. Always has and I don't think he'll kill ya. Anyone gets their arse kicked here it'll be me. Now just take a deep breath and get out of this monstrosity you call a car..." his voice softened, "...'cause I'm here and I know you can do this. You're stronger than you think, pet."

Leaning in he placed a gentle kiss on Liam's lips and drew back with a questioning look. "Okay?"

Liam nodded cautiously, then leaned forward kissing William soft and slowly. When he pulled back he took a deep breath. "For us I'm doing this for us."

"That’s my boy..." Will whispered softly. "Know you had it in you."

Opening the car door Will stepped out and swallowed hard. He wasn't as sure of it as he acted, but Liam needed to believe things would be okay and it was the least he could do. Especially after waltzing into town and turning Liam's head and his life upside down.

Following Will’s lead, Liam stepped out as well, shutting the car door. With another deep breath he glanced at Will as they started towards the house. As soon as his feet hit the porch he heard Charlie’s voice, arguing with his father.

***

"Dad I told ya why! Do ya always gotta be goin in so early? Ya know yer gettin' old right? You’re gonna have a heart attack or somethin’. Just sit…chill…watch ‘Price is Right’ or somethin’---it's what old people do."

"Boy! I done told ya that if I don't do it who will?" Marcus' rough voice neared the door. "Ain't like I see you down there opening up---now is it? Don't you give me that look Charles Montgomery Garrigan! You ain't too damn old for a trip to the woodshed!"

The door flung open and Marcus came eye to eye with Liam. Raising one brow Marcus reached in the pocket of his overalls and pulled out his Pall Malls shaking one free. Clearing his throat he lit the cigarette as his other brow rose and he glanced over his shoulder at Charlie.

"Now if I didn't know no better I'd be thinkin' there was a conspiracy goin' on. So what is it this time, Liam? Found out I'm gonna be a grand daddy---again?"

"No, dad…nothing like that. As a matter of fact you’re never going to have to worry about that from me--- ever." Liam answered softly, trying not to meet his father’s dark eyes.

Rolling his eyes Marcus stepped around Liam and eyeballed Will, then headed to his favorite rocker on the front porch. "Don't be tellin' me one of the 'ladies' and I use that word lightly decided to do a Bobbitt to your business. Not that I'd blame them, Lord knows I done right---least I thought I did. Now I'm lookin' at you and Charlie thinkin' I needed to lay a little more leather to your damn asses when you was little."

Liam sighed his gaze wandering to the porch roof, then patiently forced the words stuck in his throat out. "Dad no…okay? No, I have my 'business' still intact and Charlie has a good girl whom is not a dirty nasty creature the likes I used to associate with."

"Damn right she isn't!" Charlie yelled from behind the screen door, glaring at his brother.

"Will you shut up? He knows she isn't." Gritting out the words Liam felt like he was going to drown already. He didn’t need any help from Charlie.

"Alright sorry little bro’ it's all you. Just protectin’ my girl’s name. She plants flowers barefoot and sings show tunes. She's the sweetest thing next to sugar."

"Yeah, sir..." Marcus exhaled as he got comfortable, "...and bein' that she's a good one you need to be gettin' a ring on her finger before my grand baby graduates college. Now some one needs to tell me why all the ruckus and I ain't got all god damned day."

William glanced over at Liam and patted his back. "S’okay, pet. You know he's got to know." He whispered softly.

Marcus glanced at William his eyes narrowing as he took a drag. "So what is it I need to know Liam Marcus?"

"Oh…now this isn't about me. Damn it." Charlie growled, a grin curling his lips.

"Jesus." Taking off his cap Liam muttered as he bent the bill, up and down. "Dad...dad..."

"Don't 'dad' me..." Marcus growled as he took another drag and flipped the butt into the old coffee can next to his chair. "Should I be expecting that fat fucker Buster to show up? ‘Cause boy I'll fill his worthless fat ass full of buck shot this time---sheriff or no sheriff. I've done had my fill of him and that skinny little bastard that follows him around like he was the best thing since sliced bread. You'd think they was an old married couple as far as Herbie is up his ass." His brow raised as his lips curled into a smirk. "You don't think they are---do ya now boys? ‘Cause I ain't never seen either of them out with a girl. Course with ol' Buster she'd need a ditch digger to lift all that fat to find his cock. Damn thing probably ain't seen light since the day he was born."

Liam suddenly swayed, feeling like the world was spinning off its axis and he was going to tumble right off into space and suffocate. "I can't do this. I can't do this."

Opening the screen door Charlie walked outside. As he was going to reach a hand out to his brother he saw William rub his hand down Liam's back. He stopped in his tracks and just stood nearby.

"Come on bro’." He whispered softly.

"YOU COME ON!!" Liam screamed. "Did you not just hear---HIM?! Jesus Christ I have one ‘PARENT’, count them ‘ONE’ and I'm about to tell him I'm ‘GAY’! What do you think he's gonna....oh shit!" Liam froze like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming car. "Oh shit…" he whispered again.

Marcus stood his face a mask of pure anger. Stepping up into Liam's face he studied his youngest son with dark eyes. Not a soul on the porch seemed to breathe as Marcus just glared at Liam whose face had went bone white. Stepping back Marcus lifted a hand and Liam flinched as Marcus slapped his arm and started laughing.

"'Bout damn time you got your head out of your ass, boy!" He slapped his thigh as he turned to Charlie laughing harder, then suddenly got a serious express- ion. "Seems someone owes me fifty bucks. So when should I be expecting the green?" He rubbed his fingers together laughing even harder.

Liam's mouth fell open like a fish gasping for air. For a few minutes he just gapped at his father and brother until he was able to form a small sentence aimed at Charlie. "That was what he owed you money for?"

"Yep bro’ he knew before I did. Said all the slutty girls and missing William was just you bein’ all in the closet and shit. Said you just needed the right person or the right time to come crawling out and declare it to the world. I told him bullshit and bet him fifty dollars you were as straight as a board. I am now fifty dollars poor ‘cause of you."

Liam's eyes widened as he stared at his brother disbelieving, then turned to his father. His head whipped back to his brother and then back to his father again.

"What?" He asked stupidly, feeling like the most clueless person in the world.

Smiling softly Marcus guided Liam to the matching rocker and helped him sit down, then lifted his son's chin. "Boy I'll tell ya somethin' for such a smart one you sure can be dumb as a log sometimes."

He fumbled in his pocket pulling out a smoke and lighting it up. "Charlie go get that bottle of Bushmill's in the kitchen. I think Liam could use a good ol' shot of burnin' sense right about now." He glanced over at Will who was leaning against the porch railing his own cigarette hanging from his fingertips. "Glad you finally came back Will. My boy here was killin' himself with all them girls."

"Thank you, sir." Will's cheeks flamed red.

"Look Liam...son. What Charlie don't know is that your mama told me ‘fore she died. Sure I suspected it, but she knew...knew your heart was breakin' and bein' sick and all she couldn't help ya like she wanted. She sat me down 'bout six months for she passed and she said 'Marcus hon' you know our boy loves his Will'. She made me promise to help you best I could, but I knew unless this boy..." he waved his hand at Will, "...came back it was a lost cause. I could be your daddy, but I couldn't give you the one thing you needed---the man you loved."

Tears welled up in Marcus' eyes as he patted Liam's shoulder. "You're my boy and there ain't a thing in this world that could make me quit lovin' your sorry behind."

Liam's eyes misted up and his throat tightened. He’d felt like he was going to burst apart, the last few days had taken a toll on him. He’d never felt as emotional as he did now. He felt like he was going to crack from every point on his body---happy, sad, overjoyed, surprised, scared, and worried. Everything all in one.

Looking deep into his dad's eyes he knew he was telling the truth. His mom had known, she had known, and she’d accepted him just as his father was doing now. A single tear slid down his cheek as he pulled his dad into a bear hug.

"Wow this is...they are cryin’ and huggin’ and actin’ all girlie and I'm not at all disturbed by this. I need to get more straight friends to compensate for my gay brother and his gay friends." Charlie softly snarked, but it was filled with warmth and mirth.

"Shut you’re bleedin’ pie hole Charlie..." Will swiped at his eyes, grinning at Charlie.

Looking up from where he was hanging on to his son, one of Marcus' arms reached out. "Come here Will...need to welcome a new one to the family." He winked at the look of shock on William's face. "Now dammit Charlie where's that whiskey. I know it ain't five yet, but I'm craving a drink something right awful."

Will stepped up and knelt down next to Marcus and Liam, looking into Liam's tear filled eyes he smiled. "Told ya it'd be okay, pet." Then they were both enveloped in Marcus' strong arms.

"Going…going." Charlie grumbled as he headed inside to retrieve the whiskey. When he returned---bottle in hand---everyone was still hugging. "Dad are you gay, too?" He snarked.

The coffee can whizzed past Charlie's ear as soon as the words left his mouth. Liam started laughing so loud and hard his chest heaved with the force of it. He held out one hand to Charlie.

"Come on hug Charlie, give us a hug."

"No."

"Come on."

"No."

"Oh, come on…" Liam whined tears of laughter falling down his face.

"Hell…no."

"I'll tell Fred about that Barbie dream house you got at a yard sale that you painted with camo colors and turned into your GI Joe fort."

"Oh, fine you fucker…play low I'm coming." Charlie growled as he joined the group, putting his arms around them reluctantly. "I feel so stupid."

"Aww…come on now. We ‘love’ each other." Liam crooned softly.

"SHUT UP!" Charlie snarled, yet he didn't pull back from the hug.

Just then a loud shrill shriek reached their ears from Kathy who was coming from the steps. The sound made them all jump.

"OH MY GOD ARE YOU ALL GAY?!?!"

Liam just howled louder.

"Nope..." Will laughed harder, wiping tears from his eyes, "...just Liam and me. Charlie's too damn hard core macho to be gay. Ain't ya, luv?" He slapped Charlie's ass playfully.

"HEY!!" Charlie yelled, but laughed as he finally pulled away. "Okay…I can't take that no more. I love you all but…hell no!"

Kathy looked from her brother to Will confusion written all over her face. "Wait…what did you just say? You and my bro’ are gay?"

"Yes, he did Kitty Kat." Sobering Liam studied his sister. "You alright with that."

"Yes, I don't care what you do. You’re my brother. I don't care if you have sex with a stump just don't tell me. But ‘him’…" Kathy pointed to Will. "…that’s gay? I…I…no it's wrong…it's so wrong. He's so...’hot’." She pouted.

Waggling his eyebrows Will grinned as he stood. "You think I'm hot---now do you, pet?" Stepping up to Kathy he kissed her cheek softly, then whispered in her ear. "Course if I wasn't you'd be the girl of my dreams Kitty Kat..." he purred her name.

"Oh…My…GOD!!" Kathy breathed out softly, swooning and swaying. "It's so wrong."

"But it's so mine." Liam looked up at Will, raising a brow.

"Yeah it is, luv...most definitely." Will smiled at Liam his bright eyes shining with a bit of the devil. "Course if Kitty Kat here needs a date for the prom you'd loan me out---wouldn't ya?" He raised one dark brow as he pulled Kathy into a hug.

This time it was Liam's turn to use one of Charlie's favorite quotes. "Hell no!"

Charlie chuckled.

Kathy, who was busy sniffing Will's skin through his shirt, lifted her face up and glared at her brother. "YOU ARE SO SELFISH!!"

"Yeah...and?" Liam blinked innocently.

"Hate you." Kathy muttered.

Marcus just chuckled at his kids and shook his head. Yeah, he thought, they were all his even Will and he felt blessed for havin' each and every one of them. Eyes lifting towards the sky he grinned as he lit another smoke.

"Well, Meredith honey...looks like our little family has come full circle." He whispered, then blew a kiss into the warm summer air.

"Maybe for you, but I want to move to California and away from selfish gay rednecks." Kathy huffed.

"Oh you don't mean that. You’d be so bored without us to torment." Wiping his eyes Liam put his cap back on no sign of being nervous anymore.

"No....well maybe....fine okay. Yes, but I still hate you right now."

"I can live with that for now. So maybe give me my boyfriend back." Liam asked, saying out loud and proud to his family for the first time those words. Yes Will was his and not only that he was his other half.

~Part: 19~

Stepping away from Will slowly Kathy’s fingers grazed his side as she released a heavy sigh. She detached her self totally then walked to where her father sat plopp- ing down on his knee.

"Come here." Liam held his hand out to Will.

Grinning at Liam, William moved over taking Liam's hand in his. "All's well that ends well...well at least unless your name is Kathy." He chuckled softly flopping into Liam's lap.

Liam wrapped his arms around William's waist chuckl- ing into his back. Quickly he glanced at his sister to see she was glaring at him.

"Okay, who wants a drink?" Charlie began pouring whiskey into glasses.

Kathy raised her hand instantly causing Liam to laugh hard and loud.

"Pass it this way, Charlie." Will held out his hand, joining in the laughter. "Before little bit there gets any more ideas." He paused, turning and winking at Kathy.

"Daddy, I hate Liam." Kathy muttered, laying her head on his shoulder.

Marcus grinned at his daughter, shaking his head. "Now Katherine you don't really hate, Liam. You're just all jealous that you can't be gettin' any attentions from Will." He stroked his callous roughened hand through her hair.

Liam held out his hand accepting a glass of whiskey as well. Sitting down Charlie leaned chair back against the porch railing, pouring himself a glass.

"So lil' sis will probably be over later to kill you. Other- wise, you've cleared the board no one else to tell. At least no one else worth knowing. Feel liberated?"

"Yes." Liam breathed out softly, completely relaxed, and relieved. Tipping back his whiskey, he let the smooth flavor roll down his throat.

"Now Kitty Kat..." Will grinned, "...I could still take you to the prom. That is if Liam can manage to share me for a night. Make all those snotty little rich bints so damn jealous they can't see straight, luv." He took a sip of his whiskey and shifted in Liam's lap. "What do you say, pet? Make your little sis the bell of the ball. 'Sides I could beat the crap out of any of those boys that Marcus loves to chase off with his shotgun."

"Hmm I don't know…she hates me after all." Liam rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Kathy perked up, smiling sweetly at her brother. "I don't…I don't Liam. I swear I LOVE YOU! I'm sorry that was really mean. I didn't mean it I swear. Let Will take me to the prom please…please?"

A smirk curled Liam’s lips as he stroked his fingers down Will's side. "Well I don't know. I hate the idea of parting with him since he's so special to me."

"PLEASE LIAM! PLEASE!!" Kathy whined loudly, her eyes pleading and puppy like.

"Well how can I resist that face? Okay, he can take you but no touching and I want him home by midnight."

With a squeal, Kathy began bouncing in her dad's lap, practically glowing.

"Jesus Christ Katherine! Damn but you're to big for that." Marcus grumped, his eyes sparkling though with amusement.

Leaning into Liam, William whispered softly in his ear. "You're a great big brother, luv." Then he kissed Liam's cheek softly. "Promise no touching and she won't bring a pumpkin home. We'll be home before midnight." He winked as he pulled back, smiling down at Liam.

Liam growled softly, nipping at Will's neck. "Good."

Making a sour face Charlie grumped. "Oh yippee I get ta see the cuddlin’ and the lovin’ too. You owe me so big ‘cause this is gonna haunt me ‘til I die."

"I say its payback for that time you bedded Reba the fluffy, chubby, Twinkie girl in your bed---next to mine."

Charlie coughed, downing his whiskey, and trying to avoid looking at his father. Clearing his throat Marcus peered at Charlie through squinted eyes as he lit up another smoke. He wasn't about to tell Charlie, but he was completely aware that the boy had snuck girls into his room on a regular basis.

"Now what's this about Reba and Twinkies?"

Will threw back his head laughing harder than he thought possible at the wide-eyed expression on Charlie's face. "Yeah, Charlie tell us about Reba, pet."

"Reba was a sweet girl---okay? Just because she liked Twinkies and was a little on the plump side doesn't mean she don't deserve the love too---you know? And I'll have you know that girl was a wild cat in the sack." Charlie declared.

Liam giggled, so much so he started to snort. He really liked Reba to she was always so sweet. He just loved to give Charlie crap about her more because he always got so defensive. Liam was pretty damn sure that if Fred hadn’t come into Charlie’s life he would have still been with Reba today.

Taking a deep breath as if to scold his son, Marcus opened his mouth, and laughed until tears ran down his face. "Boy I'll tell you it's something right funny to see you squirm like a worm on a hook. I knew about that girl. Who the hell do ya think kept puttin' them Trojan's in your nightstand draw?"

At that comment Will choked on his whiskey and fell off Liam's lap with a thud.

Liam was howling now, tears coursing down his face in near rivers. If it were possible Charlie’s face turned eighty shades darker while Kathy just looked on disgusted, but amused as well.

When Liam finally got a grip on himself, he finished off his whiskey then stood. "Dad you better get to work…I think I've held you back long enough." Liam reached down helping Will up. "I have some things I need to do anyway."

"I'm sure you do have some things to do..." Marcus grinned around his smoke, his gaze focusing pointedly on William. "As for work...hell boy it won't kill me I suppose to take the rest of the day off." He chuckled softly at the pink glow that spread across Will's face.

Will wrapped his arm around Liam's waist and smiled at Marcus. "Thanks Marcus...for understanding."

Standing Marcus moved from his chair and pulled Will into a hug whispering in his ear. "You take care of my boy...you hear me?"

"Jesus Dad." Liam murmured pulling Will back to him. "Are you gonna get your shotgun now and tell him that if he deflowers me you'll kill him next? Because hate to say you would be too late."

"SHIT! OK!! That's it I'm out dad. I'm visiting Fred I'll be back later." Charlie handed the whiskey bottle to his father and waved as he jumped down the stairs, heading for his truck.

"What’d I say?" Liam asked innocently.

Will slapped Liam's arm. "You damn well know what you bleedin' said." He snorted. "Poor ol' Charlie's having a hard enough time. You don't need to be givin' him all the details, pet."

Laughing Marcus shook his head as Charlie's truck roared out of the drive. "You listen to that guy of yours Liam. He's a smart one...always was. And as far as the shot gun goes..." he raised one brow, "...anyone gets any lead in his ass it'll be you for actin' like a damn fool."

"Yeah, yeah…I love you, too. See you later dad." Liam patiently growled as he headed down the steps, William in tow.

Stopping at the bottom of the stairs, Liam suddenly turned and ran back up hugging his dad. "Thank you." He whispered then took off, back down the stairs, grabbing Will's hand as he went.

Jumping into the driver’s seat of his car Liam wiggled his brows at Will. "Getting in gorgeous?"

Glancing over his shoulder as if looking for someone else Will turned back with a grin. "Oh...you were talkin' to me..." he chuckled as he jumped into the passenger seat, "...suppose I will."

"There is no one else I ‘would’ be talking to baby."

Liam leaned over, kissing Will's cheek, then waved to his sister and father, pulling out of the driveway.

***

"So I have another plan."

"A plan?" Will raised his eyebrow in amusement patting himself down for his smokes. "Last time you had a plan I ended up handcuffed to a tire swing and buggered senseless, pet. So what's the plan this time?"

"Oh…you'll see." Liam simply kept driving.

Turning off on a well-known dirt road, he headed to an even more, well known swimming spot. He knew he was probably giving himself away to a point. It wasn't until he pulled into his normal spot and turned off the engine that he even acted like he had one naughty inkling in his mind.

"Soooo..."

His eyebrow raising higher as he took a drag off his smoke, William smirked. "Sooo...what? Wanna shag in the lake, pet. Or do you want me to shag you?"

Liam pouted. "You’re such a spoil sport. You could have at least acted clueless for me."

"I am clueless..." William drawled out, his eyes sparkling. "Sooo...gonna share which of the choices I gave you is the right one?" He leaned in close blowing a series of smoke rings into the air, his lips pursed seductively. "Or shall I guess, luv?"

Liam crossed his arms, sliding down further in the seat, his mock pout sticking out even further. "I don't want to play anymore."

Tossing the cigarette out of the car William crawled across the seat and straddled Liam. "Awww...poor baby..." he purred softly as he leaned in nipping at Liam's neck. "You sure you don't wanna play?" His voice dropped to a husky whisper as he ground against Liam, his hands stoking along his shoulders.

"Yes." Liam breathed out, but his hands drifted up to slid beneath Will's shirt. His fingernails grazed up Will’s spine gently.

"That so?" Will trailed gentle kisses down Liam's throat. "Anything I can do to change your mind?"

"No…I'm very upset." Liam murmured, his hands drifting around, trailing a path up to Will’s nipples, circling softly. "I'm feeling very unloved."

William's hands slid down to tug playfully at Liam's tee-shirt, his eyes sparkling. "That so? So who was the bleedin' git that broke your heart? Maybe I can beat the shite out of him or..." he popped the button at Liam's waist open, "...maybe I can just beat you off?" He grabbed the zipper tab and began slowly lowering it. "How's that sound, pet?"

"Maybe." Liam sullenly reached for Will's pants, undoing the waist, and lowering the zipper his hand tucking inside.

A soft hiss escaped William as Liam's fingers grazed his cock. "Maybe we can just..." he sucked in another breath as his own fingers slid into Liam's jeans, "...play with each other?"

"Have you been a good boy? Do you think I should play with you? You’re very naughty…" Liam’s hand stroked along Will's cock, his thumb swirling over the leaking slit.

"Jesus..." Will hissed again, his concentration blown all to hell by that wicked thumb. Blinking rapidly as he tried to get a grip as he panted softly. "Bad boys are the best to play with..." he groaned, his fingers curling around Liam's growing erection.

Liam groaned bringing up his free hand and tucking it beneath Will's ass. Kneading the full round cheeks, his other hand kept stroking Will's cock, rubbing over the slit every now and then. "Are they now?"

Nodding unable to speak at the feel of Liam's hands Will groaned softly. The feel of those hands on his ass alone was enough to make him want to come. Taking a deep breath, he whispered in a husky voice. "I'm a bad boy...why don't you try me on for size." His fingers tightened around Liam's cock and he began to slide his hand up and down.

"You are bad. You’re gonna make me get my car all dirty. Come here!!" Liam growled his voice husky as his hand shifted from Will's ass to thread it in his hair.

Crushing their mouths together he worked Will's cock harder while his tongue batted and curled around Will's tongue. Gasping and moaning William just gave in to the power of Liam's grip, not to mention the power of his velvety, demanding tongue. His hand, trapped between them, just squeezed the pulsing flesh in its grip. Pulling back for air his eyes wide and dilated, he whimpered.

"Use me...god, luv...just use me like the bad boy I am."

"My pleasure…" a deep moan escaped Liam as he lifted Will off his lap and turned around settling him on the seat.

Leaning down he pulled the lever at the side to release the seat, pushing it back as far as it would go. He grabbed Will again, this time turning his body around so he was lying face down in the seat.

"I'm gonna make you feel so good baby."

He pulled at the waist of Will's pants, tugging them down over his ass and halfway down his legs. When he was finished, he reached for his own undoing them and pulling them down as well. Shifting he reached over, opening the glove box, and taking out the lube he’d hidden there. Liam popped the cap first slicking his cock, then his fingers, pushing them between Will's ass cheeks, and sliding them down his crease.

"Gonna make you scream."

Whimpering Will bit into the seat, tasting leather, his ass pushing back against Liam's probing fingers. He felt helpless and horny as hell like this, unable to see Liam, only hearing that sexy voice and feeling those demanding fingers.

"Please...” he groaned as Liam's fingers caressed his hole, "...do it...show me what bad boys get..." he whimpered as he rubbed his cock along the warm leather of the seat like a dog in heat, humping anything it could. "Please...Liam...please..."

"Shh…don't worry baby. I'm gonna show you exactly what bad boys get." Liam murmured as he pushed one slick digit into Will's body.

As it sank in his free hand slapped Will's ass leaving it a sweet cherry red. He twisted and pushed his finger back and forth inside Will, smacking his ass every few seconds. All the while never stopping the thrusting inside the tight channel nor the exquisite torment to Will's ass from outside. Writhing beneath the open handed blows, William moaned and pushed back against Liam's finger.

"God...was badder than this...'m the big bad..." he squirmed as another blow came down on his ass. "Use me more...please...daddy?" The last word was more of a question as he rubbed his chest against the sticky leather. He wasn't sure if that was what Liam wanted. All he knew was that he really wanted Liam to use him, use him long and hard.

Another finger, then another one, joined the first, pushing deeper and harder inside him twisting and stroking. Suddenly the fingers curled aiming towards the one place inside Will that Liam knew would guide him even further into a pleasure high.

"You’re daddy's big bad…aren't you baby? Want daddy so much don't you?"

A howl ripped from Will's throat as Liam's fingers teased his prostate to the point of abuse. His cock ached almost as much as his ass did at the brutality of it all. He'd never let his guard down like he'd done with Liam. He wanted to be taken to the darkest places, he wanted to be teased and tormented---always had.

"Yes...yes daddy...yesyesyes..." he chanted as he pushed back, his cock sliding against the seat slick with sweat and pre-cum, his ass stretched by Liam's long graceful fingers.

"That's a good boy. I'm gonna give you everything you want…and more. You'll see." Liam whispered at Will’s ear as he freed his fingers and lined his cock up. "And it's gonna be so good. You won't be able to stand it."

Gripping Will's hips tightly, Liam thrust forward hard, impaling the tight, hot, silky body. He shuddered and shook with the feeling of pleasure---too good, too damn good. He waited for Will’s body to adjust, letting the muscles relax around him. He pulled back slowly only to push forward harder and deeper. He wanted to be as deeply encased inside this heavenly body as possible. Crying out in razor edged pleasure Will's back bowed, as Liam slammed deeper inside him. His fingers clawed at the leather seat as he whined deep in his throat, sweat dripping into his eyes, as he panted. The next thrust sent him into a spiral of exquisite need, need to be filled, to be taken.

"Harder...please daddy...fuck me harder!" He screamed and pushed back into the next brutal thrust. His ass tightened around the thick pulsing cock inside him as he squirmed, his nipples rubbing against the seat, causing them to harden. "Harder!" He howled uncaring if the entire world heard him beg for it.

Liam’s chest rumbled with a low moan as his teeth latched into the side of Will's neck. At the same time his fingers dug rougher into Will's hips as he pulled back using almost all his strength to push hard and fast and deep into Will. Every thrust was from a different angle, hitting every spot inside Will that would drive him to the brink, then tilt him over. He worried the spot on Will's neck with his teeth then he sucked it into his mouth so hard it would probably leave a nice mark behind.

Soft whines escaped Will as Liam battered him inside and out. His breath caught in his throat as Liam first bit, then suckled the flesh of his throat as if he were trying to suck William's soul out through his neck or maybe he was trying to push it out with that magnificent cock. His balls drew up and his whole body began to tingle with the closeness of his impending orgasm.

"Daddy...god so close...wanna come..." he whimpered, his mouth dry from the constant wail that had erupted from him from the moment Liam had pushed into him

Liam’s teeth released their grip on Will's throat to lick a path up to his ear. As he did his hand slid between Will’s writhing body and the seat so that he could wrap his fist around his boy’s cock, then he barked command as his own orgasm came rushing towards him.

"Come baby."

Then he was jerking and pummeling as he held Will as tight to him as possible. He came so hard he nearly lost grip on Will. Seconds after the words slipped from Liam’s mouth, Will joined him, screaming out his own orgasm in pleasure as his ass was pummeled and his cock stripped roughly by Liam's fist. Long strands of creamy white cum splattered against his sweat-slicked belly and the slick leather as his internal muscles milked Liam of every drop of his hot seed

Panting hard in Will's ear Liam held him close, his nose buried in his hair, and his fingers still digging into his hips. He wasn’t willing to release him for anything. His chest rose and fell rapidly with the power of his panting as sweat ran in rivulets down his entire body.

The warmth that coursed through William was utter perfection. His heart felt like it would burst lying there beneath Liam, feeling him inside, and around him. Despite that he had to breathe, he thought.

Sighing, he whispered softly. "Liam...squashing me, pet."

Slowly coming back to himself Liam nodded as he pulled out of Will, then groaned at the loss. He flopped sideways into the passenger seat and laid his head back against the door looking up at the sky.

William kicked of his pants the rest of the way with a grunt, then curled up next to Liam, his head resting against Liam's chest. The scent of sex filled the air as he glanced up at Liam through sweat dampened curls.

"What ya thinkin' about, luv?" He placed a gentle kiss on Liam's chest above his heart.

"I'm thinking how did I ever live without you for so long. How did I ever have sex with girls?"

Soft laughter rumbled through William as he curled closer to Liam despite the heat and humidity. "Suppose the same way I survived without you..." his words trailed off as he pushed himself up on his elbows, looking down at Liam with sincere eyes. "By the skin of my teeth."

He leaned in taking Liam's mouth in a gentle, sweet kiss. Liam returned the kiss his eyes wide open as he gazed on Will's face. This was all like a wonderful dream sometimes a too good dream, he thought. Of course, he would never trade it for anything else. If he woke up and found it a dream, he’d probably knock himself out just to get back to this.

As if William could hear his thoughts, he drew back looking into Liam's eyes with a soft smile. "No dream, pet. You'll only get rid of me if you toss me in the lake and drown me." He snuggled close into the vee of Liam's shoulder and nipped playfully at the sweat- dappled skin. "Speaking of the lake...right hot don't you think? Up for a swim maybe?"

Liam's brow rose. "That's spooky you know? When you do that. Read my mind."

"Best friends for too damn bleedin' long." William sighed and stretched like a large cat in the late afternoon sun. He rolled up and on top of Liam, his hand tentatively threading in Liam's dark hair, feeling the damp silk with each stroke. "'Sides...soul mates can do that." He flashed Liam a lopsided grin.

"Think we're soul mates do you?" Liam asked as he leant into Will’s hand.

William raised one brow in amusement. "What else, luv? All the crap we've been through and still we end up naked. Naked and shagging in your car by the sodding lake. It was meant to be..." his eyes took on a glassy quality as if his thought were far away, "...wish I could prove it to you."

"I never said I didn't believe you." Liam sighed. "I just asked if that was what you thought. I think we are. I don't have dreams or anything. I feel it under my skin, in my blood though. You’re there I think you've always been there."

Shaking his head William came back from his thoughts. "Dreams?" He questioned softly. "Do you think that's what those nightmares are?" He frowned and let out a sigh, his head settling back against Liam's chest, but his fingers still playing in Liam's hair. After a few moments of silence, he finally whispered. "You're under my skin, too."

"I don't know what they are Will your dreams. I would hate to think that way since they’re all bad. I want to think if past-lives were possible. Every life we led brought us to each other and we were as happy as we are now." Sitting up, Liam brought Will with him. "Come on let's swim it is hot."

Giving Liam a small smile, still not sure why he'd even brought the dreams up, Will jumped from the car. With a wild whoop he ran, naked as the day he was born, down to the beach, and into the lake. The water was chilly and sweet as it lapped up around his legs and when he'd ran out far enough he dove in headfirst. The cool darkness engulfed him and curled around his body, washing away the flush of heat and sex.

Liam grinned shaking his head, taking the calmer approach walking to the lake. When he hit the water, he slid gracefully in, diving beneath, and submersing himself totally. Swimming smoothly through the inky blackness, he found it was calming…soothing.

Finally, only because of the need to breathe, William bobbed to the surface of the cool water searching for Liam. From the corner of his eye, he caught movement beneath the surface. Liam swam, he thought, like it was innate part of him, like he might just be part fish. The shimmer of his skin beneath the cool water, reminded Will of the sleek body of a dolphin. Smiling William took a deep breath, dove beneath the surface, and swam after Liam, grabbing his ankle and tugging playfully.

Liam grabbed him back; wrapping his arms around William’s waist bursting out of the water only to toss Will back in playfully. Spluttering William shook his tousled curls from his face, smiled, and then laughed.

"No fair..." his grin widened as he paddled around Liam just out of reach. "You're bigger and stronger." His eyes sparkled with wanton desire, as he licked the cool water from his lips.

"Bigger and stronger? Now you’re just trying to butter me up, so I won't rough you up." Treading water after Will, his eyes reflected the same wanton desire that burned in Will’s.

Chuckling William disappeared beneath the surface again. Beneath the water his eyes focused on Liam's lower body---the strong muscled legs, the stronger thighs, and the narrow hips. He grinned as he swam closer and his hands gripped Liam's hips. Opening his mouth a soft swirl of air bubbles danced to the surface as he licked up Liam's cock, then swallowed it.

Liam lost his balance, falling back into the water he barely had enough time to take a breath. Jesus, he thought, Will always kept surprising him. Pushing his feet back down to the bottom, he bent his knees then pushed up to the surface. He kept enjoying the warm mouth surrounding him until he began to worry about Will needing to breathe. Grabbing Will’s shoulders, he pulled him from the water, taking his mouth in a deep kiss.

Pulling back from the passionate kiss William blinked water from his eyes and raised a questioning brow at Liam. "So what was that, pet? Never had one of your bints blow you in the lake?" The corner of his lips twitched as he fought the smile that was on the verge of coming.

"I didn't…I didn't." Blushing he coughed, looking away and muttering. "I didn't want you to drown."

Something akin to a giggle escaped William's pouting lips. Treading water he reached up and threaded his fingers through Liam's hair, his eyes never leaving Liam's he leaned in nipping at his lips. "Not gonna drown, luv. But it'd be well worth it to go like that."

"God you scare me! Don't talk like that! I don't want you dying over a blowjob. I can live without for awhile in the water---seriously. I am not, contrary to belief, a live sexual wire."

Suddenly Will's expression turned from playful to dead serious as he pulled Liam into a hug. "Hey, now..." he kissed Liam gently, "...I was just goofing, luv." He felt as if his heart was breaking as he looked deep into Liam's panic filled eyes. "'M not leaving you. Promised you didn't I." He took a deep breath and smiled softly at Liam. "Let's just swim...goof...no sex in the water, okay?"

Liam settled his chin on top of Will's head sighing. "I'm sorry…I don't know what's going on inside my head. I don't know why I'm acting like this."

"I do..." William whispered softly, "...I should have never told you about those bleedin' dreams." His arms tightened around Liam. "They’re just dreams, luv. Nothing more…nothing less. Ol' Ophelia freaked me out and now me subconscious is freaking a bit."

Liam nodded, but his eyes spoke a completely different story---one of fear and confusion. He’d been able to keep himself busy until now, not think about Will's dreams. Now though he could think and it bothered him. Had Ophelia messed with Will, he wondered? He hadn't wanted to believe that because she was more than a friend to him---she was family.

He shivered in the water, then whispered. "Can we go? I think I need to sleep."

With a gentle nod, William released Liam only to take his hand in a firm grip. "Come on let's go back to me house. Should be nice and quiet, lots of food and beer in the fridge, and huge bed to take that nap in. Been a long day, pet...need your rest." Guiding him through the cool water William headed for the beach.

"Think we can get Mary to make her chocolate chip pancakes in the morning?"

Laughing softly as they walked up the beach William turned and pulled Liam into his arms once more. "Any- thing you want, baby. Anything at all."

Leaning in he kissed Liam deeply trying to send all his love into him with that one small act. Liam responded in kind, as they walked to the car. Quickly they got dressed, then hopped in the car heading to Will's house.

***

Once there they’d returned, they entered the house to be greeted by an extremely happy dog and Mary.

Smiling Liam bent over, scratching behind Precious' ears. "Hey, baby girl---you miss me?"

Precious yipped excitedly as she ran around Liam's feet. Watching as Liam played with Precious, William pulled Mary aside. "Do me a favor Mary would you, luv. Tomorrow morning breakfast, chocolate chip pancakes..." he smiled as Precious danced around Liam. "You can take the night off if you want. But breakfast is a must in the morning---okay?"

"Si, William it is not a problem, my little cutsie. I shall make the pancakes. No need to take a day off though." Mary pinched Will's cheek.

Liam picked up Precious, kissing her nose. "Yes you’re a good dog---aren't you? So, misunderstood you’re a big toughie---huh? Yes…yes you big toughie."

"Thanks, Mary." William kissed the older woman's cheek, then turned to Liam with a grin. "Yeah, that little rat is quite the vicious guard dog."

He laughed as he moved to where Liam was cuddling Precious in his arms and reached out scratching the happy pup's ears. "Maybe you can stand guard while we sleep, Precious. What do you think Liam? Good idea?"

"Yes, good idea. Grrr…I'm a big bad dog." Liam murmured to Precious, who wanted nothing, but to lick Liam's face and wag her little tail.

Mary walked over, holding out her hands. "Give me the little terror warrior, she needs a bath. You two look tired you should rest."

Liam kissed Precious once more reluctantly handing her over to Mary. She started to walk away but stopped turning back tot he boys. "You two look…" she paused as if searching for a word right enough. "Glowing…yes glowing. Happy that makes me happy. Have a good sleep my little men." She turned away with a smile, walking down the hall and around the corner.

Liam chuckled. "Wonder if she will ever let us grow up?"

"Doubtful, pet." William chuckled as he took Liam's hand guiding him up the stairs. "We'll always be her little men, even when we're old and grey."

"Good thing you got to live in London so long then because Mary was worse when I was younger. More cheek pinching and cute talk. Your mom adores her though." Liam laughed softly as they climbed the stairs and head down the hall to Will's room.

A soft snort escaped Will as he opened his bedroom door to see Mary had unpacked the suitcase he'd been packing and that the bed was made with fresh linens. Spotless as always, he thought. "Cheek pinching---huh? We'll she always did like to pinch your cheeks Liam. Course so do I." He grabbed Liam's ass as he walked by and squeezed.

"Smart ass! Come on lets get some rest. You have to tire at some point." Liam yelled followed by more laughter.

Pulling his shirt over his head, he unbuckled his jeans, slid them down his legs, and then pulled back the bed covers. On the other side of the bed William stripped down and pulled back the comforter as well. Crawling between the cool crisp sheets he let loose with a yawn. He hadn't realized just how tired he was. Reaching out he smiled at Liam.

"Come on...hold me, luv. It's nice in here."

Liam crawled into bed, curling himself around Will, his arms wrapping tight around him. He sighed and buried his nose in his lover’s hair taking in the scent he loved so much. "I love you."

"Love you too, pet." William whispered softly as he let his eyes drift shut.

Seconds later Liam's own eyes drifted shut and soon he was asleep.

~Part: 20~

"I love you." The young man screamed tears flowing down his face.

"I love you, too, but you don't understand. If he finds out he'll kill you…probably me, too. We just can't do this anymore. I don't know why I let it go this far." The taller, broad shouldered man proclaimed a look of deep regret and sadness in his eyes as he watched his lover.

Shaking his head back and forth, the younger one curled his arms around himself. "No…no you’re not gonna do this to me…you’re not! You can't! I won't let you! I love you and you love me! He doesn't have to know! Run away with me? Just take all the money in your bank account and we'll run away please don't do this to us…"

Tears formed in the bigger man's eyes as he reached out his hands caressing the young man's cheeks. "I'm so sorry baby…I just can't. He has plans for me big plans. I'm going to take over the business someday. I just can't leave. I want to with all my heart…I want to so much, but I just can't."

Pulling his arms away roughly the younger man spit fire, anger, and betrayal at his lover. Repeating his words again he slipped a gun from his pocket, pointing it at his lover. "I…won't…let…you…leave me."

"Oh, my god. Baby…baby put it down. You know you don't want to hurt me."

Shaking the gun in his lover’s face the young man burst into tears harder, but still didn't drop the gun. "DON'T!! You can't do that to me! You can't make me feel things for you! How do you know how I feel? You made me love you and now your gonna walk away from me because of your family! That's not love! I feel like a whore…a dirty short term whore!"

Inching forward, the taller man’s face twisted in pain at his lover’s words because they were far from the truth. "Baby...NO! Baby please…I love you so much! I do so damn much, but my father he would never...he would never understand!"

"MAKE HIM UNDERSTAND!!" The young man screamed, his knuckles going white as his hand tightened on the gun.

"I...baby..." the taller man started to speak, but then he looked into his lover’s eyes. "Okay…" he whispered, hot tears running in a continuous stream down his cheeks. "Okay…baby I'll tell him. I don't care if I lose everything. I don't care as long as I have you."

For a moment, the young man wavered, the gun lowering, but he lifted it again with a threat. "You don't say it…don't say it if you don't mean it."

Walking forward the taller one was unafraid of the gun and he grabbed his lover’s shoulders, looking deep into his eyes. "I mean it…I mean it with all my heart. I can't live a day without you. I need you. I love you."

Deflating, the gun slipped from the younger one’s hands and he burst into fitful sobs as his bigger, stronger lover wrapped him in his arms. He kissed him with all the passion in the world as he moved them closer to the bed, laying his lover gently down on it. Caressing his face, his arms, and every place, he could reach.

The young man held on for dear life to the one person who’d ever meant anything to him in his life. He was about to open his mouth to tell his lover this when the door opened and a woman’s gasp echoed in the room.

The larger man jumped off his lover in shock murmur- ing. "Mom...dad?"

An older regal gentleman, his face set in stone, walked in his eyes never leaving the young man. "What is this, Sean?"

"Father...I need to tell you something."

"I see that son, but for your sake I hope it's a conclusion to what you made your mother and I just witness."

"No…no father it's just the beginning. I…I love Thomas and he's everything to me. I found him, he’s perfect, and we love each other. Father…please accept it. Please accept us."

Enraged his father stormed into the room further, pointing a finger at his son’s lover. "You have polluted his mind! You are a disgusting abomination! But, no more! He will no longer see you…no longer speak to you! You will not go near my son ever again! Are we CLEAR?! I will not have my name or his future tarnished by some sin riddled tart---are we under- stood?"

"FATHER!!" Sean screamed, going for his father's arms. "Don't…"

The young man cowered on the bed lost…so very lost.

Sean’s father spotted the gun, picking it up, his face a mask of anger as he shook it at his son. "I will kill you before I see you waste your life away!"

Standing tall, Sean stuck out his chin defiantly. "Do as you must father, but I will not leave Thomas. I love him."

His father's hand shook, and then he straightened, his finger gently squeezing the trigger. Sean's mother screamed in horror as his father shook his head. "No…I won't shoot you. You are my son and I love you."

He turned pointing the gun at the younger man and pulled the trigger. The shot hit the young man in the chest, near his heart, as the gun dropped to the floor. Sean’s mother screeched and squealed, as Sean stood frozen, unable to do anything but watch as blood spread across his lover’s shirt slowly.

The young man looked down, then back up at his lover, and gasp softly. "I love you Sean." His eyes rolled back and he slid down the bed to the floor, blood pooling on the floor beneath him.

Sean snapped out of it suddenly, running to his lover, and scooping him up in his arms. His voice rose in a wail repeatedly. "No…No…No…No…oh, god no!"

***

Liam sat straight up in bed, sweat pouring down his body in rivulets, and he felt cold…so cold. His throat was dry as parchment, he tried to scream and scream, but nothing would come out. Scared, confused, and freaked beyond belief he jumped from the bed and fell. His elbow hit the floor first, then his shoulder, as he rolled to his back a sound like a gargled shriek finally escaping his throat.

He rocked back and forth on his heels, repeating in his mind it was just a dream until another fear a deeper more real fear hit him. Suddenly he scrabbled across the floor and gripped the blanket pulling himself up the bed until he could see the pale beautiful body of his lover. William’s face was so peaceful in sleep. His William, he thought, his world, his ‘everything’. He started to sob then, silent tears, his fingers stretching out, but he was afraid to touch him.

This was real. His William was real and he was the real Liam, but in the dream, it had been them. Just in a different time with different names. It had been their faces, their bodies, and it was the most frightening thing Liam had ever had to experience. Dear god was this what William had to deal with every time he had a dream, he wondered. Liam couldn't have imagined it before.

It hurt to breathe, his eyes burnt, and he had to struggle to see. He was scared---so damn scared. He couldn't lose Will, not now---not ever, he thought. Making a quick decision Liam stood, pulling on his jeans and his faded tee shirt. Not bothering with his shoes, he grabbed the car keys, then kissed William softly on the fore-head. Running out of the house, he jumped into the car and pulled out of the driveway heading towards Ophelia’s. He was going to get answers and he was going to get them now.

***

When he pulled into her driveway, he stopped staring at the house of his mother’s dearest friend and prayed that this wasn't a trick or a game of some sort. Getting out of the car he trudged slowly to the door and began banging hard. His forehead settled against the wood as his fist continued to bang getting weaker.

The door suddenly shifted beneath Liam and he stood up as it opened. Ophelia stood in the door a lantern in one hand, her other braced on the edge of the open door. Without a word, she looked into Liam's eyes, taking in his tear-streaked face, and her own eyes began to fill with shimmering tears. She released the door stepping closer to Liam the lantern held high, her nightdress whispering against the rough wood of the porch as she held out her arm to him.

"My poor Angel-boy..." she whispered as he stepped closer, the fear clear in his dark eyes, "...you done seen it---ain't you? Come to Ophelia my poor Angel..."

Liam fell more than stepped into Ophelia's arms as he whispered softly. "Please tell me you’re not doing this to us. Please tell me this isn't a game. But most of all tell me this is just worry…just stress…please O tell me this isn't anything to be afraid of."

Setting the lantern aside, she held Liam close as they both fell to their knees. Her slim callused fingers stroked through the silken darkness of his hair as she crooned softly, rocking him in her arms. "Hush...little one...Ophelia would never do this to her Angel-boy. Never hurt him like this...promised your mama to ease your pain." Her other hand stroked down Liam's back as she continued crooning and rocking. "Oh ma cheri...I tell you this no game...fate comes back to haunt us all in this world. What you see Angel-boy is the past. It be the other lives that never were fulfilled...lives cut short by the hate of others. You need to worry ma cheri...you need to break the cycle."

Liam shuddered and shook in Ophelia's arms. "No." He muttered. "No, I told him he had nothing to worry about. I told him it wouldn't be like that. I told him he was safe. I meant it…nothing has gone wrong…noth- ing can go wrong O. He's been with me since I was a little boy and I will never lose him. Not again…never again."

Smiling softly over Liam's shoulder, she gazed skyward at the twinkling stars. "That's my Angel-boy...you take that strength and you hold him close. Don't you let no one hurt your boy. You be the reason he fights...you be his strength...you remember that." She pulled back cupping Liam's chin, her thumb swiping at his tears. "You remember how much your mama loved you. How she protected you best she could and you take her strength...make it yours."

Releasing Liam's chin she reached beneath the neck of her nightdress and pulled out a chain that hung loose around her neck. Opening her hand she revealed a heavy locket engraved with delicate spirals of what appeared to be ivy.

"You remember this locket Angel-boy? Your mama used to wear it everyday...never took it off." Carefully she flipped the latch and let it fall open. "You never wonder why she knew? Why she come to me?"

Inside the locket were two pictures. One was a daguerreotype of two young men dressed in Victorian clothing, the other was a faded snap shot of two young men in what appeared to be the thirties. The young men were smiling and laughing in the snap shot and they along with the ones in the daguerreotype had one thing in common.

"Holy fucking Christ O…" Liam breathed out looking at the pictures. "Jesus!!"

"Yes...you see now?" She smiled at Liam as he took the locket in his trembling hands. "The two in the daguerreotype they be William Rothschild and his lover Robert O' Connor, it was taken in 1889 in Dublin. The snap shot be of James Whitford and Andrew Neeson, they were lovers as well. This was taken in Chicago in 1931." She reached out cupping Liam's jaw and tilting his face up. "You see your mama knew cause Robert O' Conner was your great, great uncle and Andrew Neeson was your great grandfather, your grandmother's daddy. You were always in this family and when she see you bring the little one home she knew by his face. She knew it was to play out once more. Only thing is that she wasn't gonna be here to do what she hoped, too."

Holding the locket tight and staring at the pictures, Liam questioned Ophelia. "What was that? What was she gonna do?"

"She was gonna be here to make sure the cursed cycle was broken ma cheri. She knew about that curse brought down on her family so many generations ago by an Irish lass named Anne Summers. You see Anne fell in love with an Irish lad by the name of Thomas O' Leary back in 1749. For four years Anne tried her best to seduce Thomas, but to no avail. Then she discovered why. You see Thomas had a secret lover who happened to be a lad by the name of Daniel. So infuriated was the lass she revealed his secret to Thomas' older brother. To save the family name Thomas' brother challenged him to a duel and despite Daniel's pleas Thomas chose to fight.”

Ophelia took a deep breath her dark eyes shining with tears and an otherworldly power. “Now this where the darkness come in ma cheri. Thomas was felled by his brother's sword and as he lay dying in young Daniel's arms Anne came to them. She'd sold her soul to the darkness to make them both suffer. Giving Daniel a vial of poison, she dared him to follow Thomas into death and as he did, she placed a curse on their souls. As was her pain at never knowing love, but for a heartbeat so should they from life to life know only that sweetest of loves for a brief moment only to have it torn away in violence. A curse that would follow them from life to life until Daniel should show his love in sacrifice."

Taking another deep breath, the tears began rolling down Ophelia’s face. "So my Angel-boy your mama come to me seeking a way to break the curse so her baby boy would at last find love without lose."

Closing the locket Liam nodded, swiping a hand over his face. "This is all crazy…more crazy than I can take O. I know one thing though I won't let Will down and he has nothing to prove to me. No one dies. If someone has to..." Liam paused gazing up at the sky as he stood, "…it won't be Will."

Looking back at the woman who was just as much a part of his family as Charlie or Kathy he smiled sadly. "Thank you for showing me all this and telling me the story, but I'm not like mom. I don't believe in that stuff. I make my own destiny and I follow my own road. I make the path and my path does not lead to anyone’s death." Leaning over Liam kissed Ophelia's cheek. "I gotta go back. He wakes up without me and he'll have a cow I imagine."

Smiling softly Liam backed down the stairs, then trudged down the driveway, only turning to get into his car. With a wave, Liam pulled out of the dusty drive- way and away from Ophelia's house.

Ophelia stood watching Liam's car disappear into the darkness. Shivering she wrapped her arms around herself and looked up again at the starry sky. "I did as you ask Meredith...I pray he listens, but you know your Angel-boy. He be stubborn as his mama."

Picking up the lantern, she gave the silent night one more glance, then sighed softly. "If you still here Meredith tell the Lord he need to start workin' overtime." Then she closed the door behind her.

***

Climbing back beneath the covers, Liam wrapped himself around Will, murmuring in his ear. "I love you and I'm not gonna let anything happen to you. I pro- mise." He kissed Will's cheek, then his ear, rubbing his nose along his lover’s cheek. Closing his eyes, he breathed in the scent of his boy’s skin. "Never have… not going to start now."

He relaxed gradually surrounded by the love of his life until he drifted off to sleep. The last thought on his mind was how they only had one final obstacle to hurdle and then they would be free and clear. Curses be damned.

As soon as Liam's breathing evened out Will opened his eyes, studying his lover's face. He'd woke just moments after Liam had left the house, just in time to see him get in the car and rush off. He wondered what had been so important that Liam had left, but it didn't matter now as he noticed the puffiness around Liam's eyes.

"Love you, Liam..." he whispered softly. He snuggled closer, wrapping one leg over Liam's hip.

He knew one thing for sure. The two of them needed to get out of this one horse town and start a new life together. It'd have to wait until his mum came home though. He'd promised her he'd spend some time with her and he was pretty damned sure she'd be happy when she found out about Liam. Of course, the same couldn't be said for his father, he thought, as he let sleep claim him once more.

***

Birds chirping outside heralded morning, the sun shining brightly through the curtains. Mary opened the door slowly being careful to walk softly along the carpet until she reached the bed. Reaching over she shook first Liam and then William’s shoulder.

"Wake up my little men. Time for chocolate chip pancakes. They will get cold if you two lazies sleep the beautiful morning away. I even made fresh orange juice. Up, up come on now.”

Groaning William tried to crawl inside Liam's skin with him. "Too bleedin' early..." he mumbled softly.

Liam opened his eyes and smiled at Mary. "Mornin sexy lady."

Chuckling Mary slapped Liam's bare arm. "None of that bad boy. Up…you have chocolate chip pancakes waiting for you."

"With all the fixings?" Liam eagerly smiled up at Mary.

Nodding Mary grinned. "Whipped creme, fudge sauce, syrup everything a growing boy needs."

"Oh, come here you wonderful woman you." Liam growled pulling Mary into the bed as she kicked, giggled, and squealed fighting his embrace.

"Hey! Hey!" William growled as a squealing Mary squashed him. "What's a bloke to do around here to get some shut eye?" His head popped from beneath the comforter and despite his tone, his eyes sparkled with amusement. "You tryin' to steal my man, luv?"

Mary slapped William as well and managed to get out of Liam's embrace. Standing she sorted herself with a grin on her face. "You two will be the death of me my little men. Now I won't ask again up you two. Breakfast waits for no man and I did not slave for nothin’ my sweetlings…so get." With that, Mary left them to get dressed.

Liam flopped back onto the bed grinning wistfully. "One day my charms will woo dear Mary. My beautiful housekeeping love of my life...one day."

A soft snort erupted from Will as he rolled over reaching for his smokes and lit one. "So what? 'M chopped liver, pet?" He rolled onto his side exhaling a cloud of blue smoke as he wiggled his eyebrows.

Liam faked a sigh. "What can I say you were a...passing fancy that I have now..." Liam made his tone overly dramatic, "…overgrown."

Rolling on top of Liam, Will smirked. "Oh, yeah I'd say something is ‘over’ grown, luv." He reached out crushing the cigarette out in the ashtray on the bedside table. "Well since you're busy...with Mary and all that... I'll be going down to make sweet love to those choco- late chip pancakes."

Liam wrapped his arms around Will, growling low. "My pancakes and my man."

"That so?" Will cocked an eyebrow then leaned in kissing Liam deeply.

When Liam pulled back from the kiss, he looked confident and smug. "Oh, yeah you better believe it."

Suddenly there were noises from outside. Voices, one male and one female, seemingly arguing with the male.

Liam frowned. "Expecting visitors?"

William sat up glancing at the door. "Not that I recall. Maybe it's a salesman or those damned Jehovah Witnesses. You know how them gits are...never take no for an answer."

Nodding Liam sat up as well, leaning over and reaching for his jeans. "I better go help her. Poor Mary wouldn't hurt a fly."

He got out of bed, pulling on his jeans. No sooner had he pulled them up than door flew open, slamming against the wall. In the open doorway was William's father.

Liam's mouth barely opened. "Oh…shit."

Looking up with furious eyes, William flipped over beneath the tangle of sheets. "So much for manners." He snorted. "Whatever happened to knocking before you beat a bloke's door down?"

His father's eyes lit up with an unmistakable emotion, his jaw ticking, and his hand on the door knob tighten- ing. William Sr. composed himself the best he could.

"This is my home and as long as I still breathe William you will respect me. Are we understood son?"

"Actually..." Will rolled out of bed naked as the day he was born, "...I don't think you're quite getting it. This is my room and you always insisted I knock before I entered. So I'm thinkin' same should go for you." He casually reached for his discarded jeans.

"Fine I give you that much, but I think the matter at hand is much more important than who broke what rule." William turned his eyes on Liam and Liam swallowed hard. "I did not think the day would come where I would ever see you in my house for any reason. You do understand my surprise---don't you Liam?"

"Yes, sir." Liam replied on automatic trying to avoid a fight.

"Good. Then you will understand my unpleasant attitude towards your presence. Now I am going to go downstairs and I want to see you both in my office as soon as you're both decent. Seems we have something to discuss." With that, William Sr. left, shutting the door behind him.

"Oh…shit." Liam muttered again trying not to freak out, get mad, or panic.

"Fucking bastard!" William roared, ripping the clock from the wall and slamming it against the door. The next thing to be shattered was a vase on the dresser as he stomped around the room, his eyes almost glowing with fury. "Who in the bloody hell does he think he is?!" His arm flung out knocking everything from the top of the bureau. "Marching in here! Insulting me! Insulting my lover!"

"Umm..." Liam began. "I…umm...Will?"

"What?!" Will screamed in anger every drop of color in his face suddenly disappearing. He began wobbling and his legs gave out.

"Yeah…that." Answering Liam walked over and bent down cupping Will's face. "Anger isn't going to make it any better. We can't be freaking before we even talk to him. We’re adults Will. All he can do is stomp his foot and bitch. He can't make you do anything you don't want. You’re not living here anymore and you’re not a child. Plus you have me and I'm not giving up on you. Whatever he says it doesn't matter don't you see that?"

Sniffling Will wiped at his face, then wrapped his arms around Liam's neck in a backbreaking hug. "Promise?" He whispered a hint of that tiny terrified little boy coming out.

"Yeah, baby I promise. I told you I'm never gonna give up on you or leave you. I'm always gonna protect you even from your father. Now come on let's get dressed and face the monster."

Taking a deep breath Will nodded and stood up. He went to the dresser careful not to step on any broken glass. Grabbing clean jeans and a simple black tee, he went into the bathroom and changed. Brushing his teeth quickly he joined Liam in the bedroom and smiled, the tears washed from his face.

"Your turn," he placed a gentle kiss on Liam's cheek. "Extra toothbrush is in the medicine cabinet, pet.

Liam pointed down to his already dressed body. "Well only have my clothes from last night and the pj's so options were limited but I can brush the fangs. All the better to bite him with if he gets too nasty."

He clicked his teeth together at Will playfully, then walked into the bathroom brushing his teeth. When he returned he grabbed Will's hand. "No fear we don't have to hide anything."

"No hiding." Will replied back, his fingers tightening around Liam's. He took a deep breath and with Liam headed down the stairs.

***

At the bottom of the stairs waiting, looking up at the boys with loving eyes, was William's mother. Her smile was filled with such happiness, but there was also a bit of worry and sadness mixed in at moments.

"My boys." She breathed out softly, cupping their faces when they reached the bottom. "My beautiful boys, this makes me so happy."

Will threw himself into his mother's arm and as always the love was there. "Mum..." he choked out, "...you knew didn't you? All this time you knew and you didn't care." Tears ran down his face unbidden. "I won't let him tear us apart...not again...never again." His voice was strained and filled with desperation. Desperation that at least his mother would understand why he needed Liam.

"Shhh…I know my sweet baby boy…I know. Listen to momma he can't tell you who to love and how to love. He's gonna try but he ain't got no right at all to dictate to you, Will baby---do you hear? You too Liam. Don't let him intimidate you." She lifted her son’s face wiping away the tears. "No tears for my baby. Nothin’ but good things from now on, baby. Of course, I knew sweetness mothers know everything in their hearts and souls. That is if they’re good mothers they know." Will's mom turned to Liam. "Don't they sweet Liam?"

"Yes ma'am." Liam replied softly.

Swallowing back the bile that threatened to rise in his throat Will pulled back from his mother, taking Liam's hand once more. "His mum knew, too." He smiled at the memory of Marcus' words to Liam. "I'll be strong, mum. I promise. I love you." Turning he looked up into Liam's eyes, then back at the ominous doors that awaited them. "He can't hurt us." He whispered softly.

"That's the plan yeah." Liam affirmed for him, and then started walking with Will towards the door.

Liam knocked out of respect, then opened the door to face William Sr. who sat behind his desk, his hands folded on top, and his face clear of any emotion. "You can sit or stand either way this won't take long."

Standing tall and proud Liam didn’t let go of William's hand.

"So what is it we have to discuss, father?" Will squeezed Liam's hand even tighter for comfort. All he wanted was this to be over and to find somewhere quiet to go with Liam.

William Sr. pointedly stared at their joined hands. "Oh, I believe we are aware what this is about William. Let's not even try to act like we do not. This will not happen in my lifetime. You are my son and your name, your life, and your future are very important. The fact that you’re gay hinders this, but we can cover it up. However, the fact that you’re gay and trying to live your life with trash is beyond tolerable. I will not stand- by as this hoodlum, this waste of breathe and space brings you down with him" Raising his chin William Sr. glared coldly at Liam. "I will not let you drag him into a life with no hope or possibilities. If you truly loved him, you would not do that to him. He has a future, a bright future. You have nothing and are nothing. Let him go so he may have a good life…be a man for once in your life."

Liam’s jaw tightened as he swallowed any retort, screaming, or thrashing he wanted to deliver. This wasn't about him. It was about William and his father Liam was just a tactic in William Sr.'s warfare.

With a final squeeze to Liam's hand William released it, then stepped in front of Liam. "First of all if you have something to say you say it to me. Do you understand that?" His voice was ice cold. "Second, yeah I'm gay and we will not hide that or cover it up in any way, shape, or form. Third, Liam Garrigan is my lover and you dear father need to remove your head from your bloody arse. Get over it. He's not going anywhere and I doubt if he would even if I told him I was suddenly straight. Any future I have I will chose for myself because I am no longer a child you can push around. That's about the only soddin' thing I have to thank you for...dad."

His eyes narrowed as he stepped even closer. "If you'd never sent me away I probably would have never discovered how to survive on me own. You know all that precious money you sent to me over the years? Well, I didn't spend a bleedin' dime of it. It's in a savings account in London and if you want it back so be it, but damned if I will stand here and listen to you bad mouth the only one outside of mum who has loved me." He started to turn, then looked back at his father. "By the way...I believe you owe my lover an apology."

William's father stretched to his full height. "I will not apologize especially to a mechanic's son. Who is not only that, but also the town bad seed and constant jail occupant. Liam Garrigan is what I always said he was and his mother died because of the grief he put her through. You are about to follow that same path if you attempt to care for him. He's nothing but a poison---him and his pauper multi-colored, dysfunctional family."

Liam's face flamed with fury as he took two steps towards William Sr. Only Will’s hand pressed to his chest stopped him, but he glared daggers at Will's father his nostrils flaring neither the less.

Turning on heel William moved to the desk. "What exactly is it that galls you so much, father?" He raised one brow. "That Liam is poor or that I would rather spend an eternity with a 'real' family than be in a pathetic excuse for one? What happened to you? Was it the money? Does it make you feel powerful? Cause frankly pops, I bloody well don't see anything, but a man who's pushed away everything that used to be dear to him and traded his soul for a handful of paper that don't mean spit!"

"At least I made something of myself as it's clear you will not. I have tried everything I can for you son everything on earth. Nevertheless, it seems you are destined to disappoint me. If you chose to stay on this path and be this boy’s toy, then so be it, but you do it against my wishes. You will never set foot in my house again and I will never shovel another penny in your direction. As for the money you saved, your mother would likely cut my head off if I took that from you so you may keep it. I do not want to see you come begging or calling on me when he deserts and dumps you on your ass. Moreover, mark my words he will William don't be confused. You are blinded by this love…a stupid adolescent love you've had for this boy since childhood. But you'll see someday…you'll see how much he'll do for you and you will be saddened when I will not help you."

"Didn't ask for your help now did I?" William snapped. "Liam I'll have you know has never asked anything of me. As a matter of fact I pursued him not the other way around." Then his voice softened a bit. "I loved you once...all I ever wanted was for you to love me back. Now I know that's not possible. Don't worry. I'll be out of your hair by nightfall. I hope mum forgives you for what you're doing ‘cause frankly...I don't thing I can." He turned back to Liam and smiled. "Let's get out of here, luv. I'll come back later for my stuff." Turning back to his father, he shook his head. "Good-bye father."

Liam followed, but paused at the door glancing back at Will's dad. "I remember a long time ago when you spun me and Will in the air. Before the money, you spun us like planes. You were happier then, than you are now. You changed into something that saddens not me, but Will. Money made you a monster Mr. LaCroix William's the only man in your family now." Turning back he opened the door and walked out with Will closing the door behind him.

Will's mother was waiting in the hallway an anxious look on her face, wringing her hands.

"Mum..." Will pulled her into his arms, hugging her tight. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He held on to her like the world was coming to an end and for him that's what it felt like. Tears welled in his eyes as he pulled back. "You know I love you, but I can't stay. He wants me to walk away from Liam and I love him to soddin' much to let him go again."

Tears welled in Gertrude’s eyes as she hugged her only son tight in her arms. "Oh, my sweet baby…oh god my sweet boy. I'm sorry. I'm the one who should be sorry your father…oh god your father is such a bastard. I can’t believe him. Oh baby I'm sorry."

"Hey..." Will cupped his mother's face in his hands gently. "It's okay...not your fault. He just got lost somewhere along the way, mum. I'll be back later to get my things, but I'll always come see you. You and Liam's the only family I got left...oh and Precious, the little rat." He smiled at his mother, tears welling over his lashes. "I just need some air now. Get me head straight---okay?"

Gertrude nodded, kissing her son, and hugging him tight one more time. Her own tears spilled down her cheeks. She turned to Liam then rushing to him, taking him in a tight hug, and kissed his cheek. When she finally looked up at him, she stroked his cheek softly.

"My husband does not know diamonds from horse shit. You are the most precious thing that my son has ever known. You've always been there for him…always loved him, protected him, and been loyal to him. You are not trash you’re extraordinary. Don't ever believe otherwise---you hear?"

Liam nodded, kissing Gertrude’s forehead, then he glanced at Will. "Let's go."

"Love you, mum." Will kissed his mother's cheek, then smiled at Liam. "See now that's the best mum in the world." Grabbing Liam's hand, he squeezed it and they walked out the door together.

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