As Will sings the last note and his fingers still on the guitar he looks at Sonny.
Sonny's eyes are luminous as he puts the folded piece of paper on the nightstand. He takes Will's guitar from his hands and places it on the floor.
The room is quiet as Sonny kneels on the bed in front of Will. Will opens his mouth but Sonny places his fingers over his lips.
He slowly leans forward and kisses Will and this time it is different. This kiss feels like the first time they kissed. It's an awakening….a beginning of something new and different. The taste is familiar but there's a new flavor that comes with it. It's sweet and tastes like a billion tomorrows.
They touch almost tentatively…afraid to break the spell. Will leans back against the pillows and Sonny follows him down.
Sonny closes his eyes and he can hear Will's voice singing, "with your touch, I began to live." And all Sonny wants to do is touch him. His fingers reach for Will's face and they trail down to his neck. Slowly with a leisure that only the security of knowing you are loved can bring. His fingertips dance along Will's skin.
Will's eyes follow Sonny's every movement. His own fingers raise to touch Sonny's chest. His thumbs make circles around his nipples until they are tight dark buds.
Today is slow…there's a peacefulness in the room that comes from knowing you're safe….wanted…cherished. Each touch is a whispered endearment. Each kiss is a promise of so much more.
Will's lips touch Sonny's skin with an emotion that is almost palpable. Their eyes lock and they each breathe in the moment. Will turns so that they are both on their side. His hands now know what to do, how to touch, where to go; to give Sonny what he craves. He does so with a new confidence that his own words have given him.
They take off what little cloths they have on and Will straddles Sonny; sitting on top of him.
Sonny looks up and the clear undisguised love on Will's face overwhelms him. This…this is people search for, for a lifetime and some never find. He has it here…before him and he reaches out to clasp it between his hands.
A second stretches out to a minute, a minute into an hour, an hour into a day.
Will takes Sonny's hardness between his hands. He squeezes and pumps as his lips suck on Sonny's neck. There have been no words spoken, but the room is filled with the cries of passion and the groans of desire.
Sonny reaches for Will and the feel of him in his hand makes him groan.
Will takes Sonny's hands in his; lacing their fingers together. Their hands end up on either side of Sonny's head. Will lays his body over Sonny; rubbing their erections up against each other.
""Hmm", Will's throat thrums. Sweat is running down their brows. Their hair plastered to the heads. Their bodies are slippery as they grind up against each other.
Will runs his teeth along Sonny's shoulder and the salty …sweet taste of him have his taste buds asking for more.
"Will…I can't…wait anymore," Sonny pants.
Sonny reaches over and grabs some lube and with heated eyes hands it to Will.
Will takes it and while he takes some out Sonny gets on all fours on the bed.
Will runs his finger along Sonny; rimming him as Sonny grunts and pushes back. Will knows they are both at the end of their control. They have taken their time and now their bodies are screaming for release. Will slips his finger in and Sonny pushes back again asking for more.
Sonny's fingers clutch the sheets as his body rocks. "D*mn….Will….more…."
Will slips in a second finger and curves them as his fingers slide in and out until Sonny screams out "F*ck!"
Will keeps going until Sonny reaches behind him and digs his fingernails into Will's thigh. "Please…" he begs.
Will slips his fingers out and rolls on a condom. He slowly pushes into Sonny; Sonny is still on all fours. Will is on his knees behind him. Will finds Sonny's sweet spot and rubs up against it with every slow thrust until Sonny's voice is hoarse from his groans and cries.
Sonny tries to lift up so that his hand is free but Will presses him down at the small of his back. He then reaches over and takes Sonny's silken steel in his own hand. His hand pumps to the same rhythm as his hips. Each thrust a tiny bit deeper and faster.
It's been forever since they have started and their bodies are so coiled…so tightly wound up that the tension is thrumming through their blood.
When they both find their release; they have jumped out of a plane and are free falling to the Earth. Will holds on to Sonny as they feel the Earth spinning below them. They fall onto the bed and Will covers Sonny's body with his own until their breathing is under control and they can feel solid ground beneath them. Sonny turns around and they each stare into the other's eyes for endless seconds.
Sonny finally breaks the endless silence. "I need you to promise me something."
"Promise me that won't be the last song you write and play for me…promise me Will."
Will smiles shyly, "I promise."
Sonny's voice fills with emotion. "If I could tell you what that song meant to me I would….it said so much….it was so beautiful….you are so beautiful."
He reaches out for the folded piece of paper. "Can I keep this?"
Will nods his head yes.
"Will….with this song…you let me inside of you…that means everything to me….for the first time…I feel like I truly know how you feel about me…about us."'
"Happy doesn't even begin to cover it. You've made today….perfect and the day has just begun," he grins.
Will smiles and he buries his face in Sonny's neck.
"I'm never going to let what we have go Will…I'm never going to let you go." He takes Will's mouth and kisses him with raw possession. When the kiss ends Will has a tear that has escaped running doew his nose. "Sonny….I…..I"
Sonny leans over and kisses the tear away. "I know Will….the word love is not enough….you're right….the word love will never be enough to describe what we feel….it is so much more."