Byler Oneshots☽❣︎☀︎︎

take it as yours

Will laid in bed, just about to lift off to sleep. The TV playing distinctively in the background. 

All of a sudden, his bedroom door opened discreetly. There was only one person that could possibly be coming into his room at this hour of night. 

The person slowly and quietly shut the door behind them. Will turned over, seeing the familiar wide frame standing in the dark. 

"Hey baby," the voice softly let out. "Hi" Will greeted back, a smile cracking at his lips as he stared up at the man. 

Mike slipped out of his clothes, leaving himself in only his underwear. "I know it's late, Nancy called me and she was having some car troubles so I-" Mike began to explain. 

"It's okay, I trust you," Will says, holding the covers up for Mike to climb into bed with him. A smile rises against Mike's lips as the bed sinks down with his added weight. 

It wasn't like Will was lying. He had complete and utter trust in Mike and he knew that he would never do anything of the sort to break his trust or mess up their relationship. 

"I just wished you'd told me," Will spoke again, turning to face him. The brunette slid into his boyfriends embrace. "I missed you," he says to him. 

Mike's lips brush over his. Their faces so close, almost touching. Grabbing both sides of Will's face he leans forward, acting on the temptation. 

He takes Will's lips into a kiss that makes his heart race and knees weak. Mike's hands find either side of his hips, softly grinding the brunette into his lap. 

Will opens his mouth a bit wider, granting his tongue with an entry into his mouth. They continue to kiss breathlessly until they need to take another breath of air. 

A throaty grunt comes from Mike as Will continues to roll his body onto his.

"I want you so bad," Will breathes out. "I fucking need you," Mike pants in agreement. Will can feel how hard he is from the way he's poking him from underneath. 

"Take this off," Will whispers, fiddling with the hem of his boyfriends underwear. Mike doesn't hesitate, curling his fingers around the fabric and discarding of it.

The two of them still kissing, like they'd been deprived of each other for years. Mike slips his hand under Will's shorts.

Will's body heats up with excitement as Mike helps out him out of the garment. In a quick motion, Mike flips them over until he's on top, earning a soft moan from Will.

Finally breaking away from each other, Mike quickly goes into his nightstand drawer, grabbing the bottle of lube.

"Turn me around," Will says, that mischievous smile on his face whenever he had something bubbling under the surface. Mike places one last peck onto his lips before leaning back to let Will roll over. 

Mike doesn't notice right away because he's looking down, coating himself in the slippery substance. 

Will scoots back to give himself head space. Mike quickly slips the bottle back into the nightstand before shutting the draw closed. 

He moves behind the brunette, and pauses. Take it as yours written in print on Will's thong. 

Mike's dick twitches in his hand. "What's wrong?" Will says cheekily. "You're such a fucking tease," Mike seethes, earning a light laugh from his smaller boyfriend.

Mike pushes the thin fabric to the side, as Will's scoots his backside upwards. Mike rubs himself once more to make sure he's coated himself enough.

He lightly pushes into Will's entrance. A soft, breathy moan escapes his lips, so low that you could almost miss it, but Mike doesn't.

Will bites his lip, trying to contain himself while trying to accommodate to his boyfriends large size. 

After a couple more seconds have passed, Wills briefly nods his head letting Mike know he can go further. 

Anticipation eats up at Mike, tempted to go in all at once. He swallows the urge, awaiting Will's approval. Will's throat burns with pain that is shortly replaced with pleasure.

Sliding in further, Mike's hips fight the urge to buck forward. This time Will pushes himself backwards until Mike has disappeared into him completely, taking him a bit by surprise

The both of them gasp at the same time, pulsing with the feeling. "Fucking move Mi-" Will begin, interrupted, with a stroke so harsh it makes his stomach tense. 

Mike keeps a strong clasp onto his hips, repeatedly pushing himself into him. He crouches down slightly, due to their difference in size. 

Will can feel Mike's fingers digging into his flesh. His mouth agape, gripping the sheets so hard his knuckles are turning white.

Mike throws his head back, feeling Will pulse around him, wishing this bliss could last forever. He can feel a light pain sensation awakening in his back. The position was getting bit uncomfortable for him.

Mike stops for a brief moment, adjusting his hand placement. Instead he leans forward pressing his hands downwards into the brunettes back, deepening his arch.

A moan escapes Will's throat. "Shhh," Mike soothes, picking up his speed once again. Will's body bubbles with pleasure. Mike shudders lightly, consumed in pleasure. 

"Fuck," he groans lowly. Every once in a while, a moan slipping away from Will. 

A high-pitched sound releases from Will once Mike starts going slower but deeper. Mike smiles faintly, feeling the boost in his ego. 

"Oh my god," Will lets out gently. His entire face flushed as Mike continues to make a fool out of him. He can feel the knot forming in the pit of his stomach.

Will's is finding it harder to say as quiet as he's being, but he fights it. Mike knows he's close, because of the way Will's closing around him.

"Stop fucking sq-," Mike tries, getting cut off by his own overwhelming pleasure. "I can't help it," Will tells him.

Mike throws his head back. "Wait for me baby, I'm almost there," he breathes out. Will can swear he can see white spots. 

Mike continues plowing into him, the desperation felt in each shove. Will's back is aching and he knows he's going to feel it in the morning, but it's the least of his worries at the moment. 

With a few last thrusts, Mike hip's are stuttering into the brunette. Will pants, as Mike proceeds to fuck him through his orgasm. 

Mike stays still, catching his breath. After they each come down from that incredible high, they return back to reality once again.

Will relaxes into the mattress, feeling slight pain in his lower back. "Every time you fucking do this to me," Will complains, sitting up in their bed.

He's slaps Mike chest, making him wince in pain. Will is reaching behind himself, pressing a hand on his back. 

"Sorry, I wasn't hearing any complaining just now-," Mike teases jokingly, earning another slap on his chest. 

Will attempts to leave their bed, a little agitated frown across his face. Mike notices and grabs the brunette, pulling him back toward him.

He playfully showers Will's entire face in kisses. "I- love- you-," Mike says, in between each peck. "Now say it back," he smiles. 

Wills pouts stubbornly, fighting a smile. Mike doesn't stop and continues to kiss him all over, this time trapping him into a tight embrace. 

Will laughs, trying to fight off the bigger man. "I love you, say it back," Mike continues. "Okay, okay," Will finally admits. 

"I love you too."