Erotic and indulgent shorts and fictions from the Getting In Deep series, starring Louis and Will. Not for young eyes. +18 only. Contains, soft vore, oral sex, loud sex, intimate moments, fluffy moments, pet names, snow days, playing house, whipp...
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The phone chimed. Will's hand smacked at his nightstand. A cold light filtered past the tight blinds, adding to the morning chill that made the hair on his arm stand up.
On the other side of the bed, Louis burrowed deeper into the covers. They had both crashed hard last night. Though covered in grime due to the previous day's work, they had skipped a shower in favor of sleep.
Will managed to coordinate his fingers around his phone. He hoped it wasn't Watch Two asking why they were late.
:No need to come in. Enjoy your snow day! -Cetz:
Will squinted sleepily at the text. Snow day?
He slipped out of bed, hissing as his feet met cold floorboards, and tip-toed to the window to ease one of the blinds to the side.
A blank white sheet had descended on the city, covering every concrete crag, windowsill, and branch. Will grinned.
Denver had a great snow removal squad. Even as the first flakes fell from the sky, trucks were out sanding the roads with salts and chemicals, ensuring safe streets and safer drivers. If you lived in the right neighborhood. If one's apartment was half a block from the main thoroughfares then getting out to a proper street would require a shovel and an act of god.
Will didn't own a shovel, and his acquaintance with deities remained isolated to times of desperation and holidays. But someone up there liked him enough to grant an excuse, and the blessing of Cetz himself, to stay in. With the streets as they were, Louis would be hard pressed to go back to his own place.
Will took to the idea of an adult snow day with the same glee as a child.
A day in with Louis had many possibilities. Working together on one of Will's carpentry projects. Card games. Lounging on the couch watching movies. Reading. Hot soup. Sex. He was all for the sex option even if it had to be quiet-ish sex because of the neighbors. Will still blushed in shame whenever he saw Dotty from down the hall. Their antics a few weeks ago had been loud enough for her to knock on their door the next day and give him a talking to. Dotty was a woman in her forties with brightly colored dreads, knitted sweaters, and an audio clip of that night.
"I'm not saying stop the loving, dudes" Dotty had said. "Love all ya like. But maybe you could keep the decibels down a bit, yeah?"
Louis had wanted to sue her for infringing on their privacy for recording their "session". Will had wanted to disappear into the floor since his voice had been the loudest. Loud sex hadn't been a problem since then because the next day Watch Two had them running ragged to close a case. At the end of the day they would crash at each other's places, or on a cot at the Watch with nary a goodnight or good morning. Because of that, it had been two weeks since he and Louis had gotten further than quick pecks on the lips and some lazy fondling.
Today, that would change.
Will hopped across the cold floor and shook Louis awake. "Louis? Louis, get up. It's a snow day."
