byler SMUT i found on ao3 | 2

[ vii ] whole lotta love

CREATOR : Smalltown_boy

WARNINGS : no archive warnings apply

RATING : explicit

WORD COUNT : 5850

A small thing can set off so much.

This is what Mike thought as he took in the sight of his boyfriend on the couch, reading with a thumb hovering absentmindedly between his captivating lips; one hand held almost primly in a delicate half-fist of focus.

Mike was frankly, a bit mesmerized with it. It certainly wasn't unusual for him to watch the other's mouth. As a matter of fact it had been terribly difficult to break this little habit for years now. Even long before they were together.

He sat on the couch just a foot away with eyes locked on the slightest twitches, reading Will's lips as he'd occasionally mouth some words as if sounding them out. Will often did this when reading Tolkien. Shaping the words with his mouth to get a feel for how'd they'd be pronounced. Elvish and whatnot.

Gorgeous.

Full lips, that adorable overbite, the mole, the rosey color. So tempting.

Mike eventually couldn't help himself, sidling over to get Will's attention. Only to be ignored.

He huffed, fixing the other in a dead eyed "are you serious" stare.

Will visibly fought the urge to laugh, pretending not to notice as he bit his cheek and kept reading.

"Will."

"Mm?"

"Would you look up for a second?" Mike sighed, eyes fixed on Will.

"Why? I can hear you just fine." Will teased smugly, failing to contain his own smirk as he poked fun at whatever antics Mike was close to attempting.

" Wiiiill ."

A chuckle, a spared glance, then Will returned to his novel. Mike whined in annoyance, shuffling closer.

" Jeez , do I need to crawl into your lap or something? I'm not above it." Mike half joked, nudging Will in the knee.

A side eye. "If you interrupt me while I'm reading the Silmarillion you sleep on the couch." Will announced, and Mike didn't know if he was serious until he saw Will smirking.

Will gave another more pointed side eye, his lips hanging slightly crooked as he eyed Mike up and down. It was a challenge.

Play with me, Mike.

Mike then knew all he had to do was figure out where Will was trying to take this.

"Oh yeah? Why so smug?" Mike retorted, leaning close to murmur near the other's neck. Will visibly held in a shudder, gulping ever so subtly. But Mike noticed, oh he noticed.

Will didn't answer, and Mike sighed. Mike normally wouldn't be a pest, but since they'd established safewords he was certainly bolder. Will hadn't dropped the word, so he prodded in good sport.

"Well, what if I don't interrupt?"

"What?" Will asked, glancing up for only a moment before returning his gaze to the book.

"I'll just let you keep reading...and I can-...?"

"Can what, Michael?" Will fought the urge to laugh, still smirking.

"Get you off." Mike finished, his tone casual, eager. Will shuddered.

"You want my attention so bad, hm? Come here." Will rolled his eyes fondly.