Sticking two hot heads who've had it out for each other since day one didn't seem smart. But yet that's exactly what happens. Roman and Will didn't "click" together, the closest they were to having something in common was their swim team and their n...
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They tried not to talk about the idea of leaving. They didn't mention what would happen when they left this house. They didn't do that nostalgic crap. They refused to even say anything remotely about "missing" what they did at the beach house. It was a little awkward.
But kissing didn't have anything to do with talking.
Roman's hand slid under Will's shirt, past his abs and his nipples as he grabbed onto the soft skin. Will's lips were attached to his neck, making sure to go below his shirtline, just in case. But it felt good.
"You've gotten really good at that," Roman mumbled as he let out breathless groans.
"Oh yeah?" Will teased.
"Yeah, you used to just bite my skin. I hope you..." He cut himself off at that sentence. 'I hope you're even better once we leave' it was right on his tongue. He knew Will felt it too, by the way his tongue stopped and he got silent.
Awkward.
"I hope you're finished with my neck." Roman attempted to say as a cover up.
Will laughed, almost in a relieved way as he opened up Roman's button-up shirt. "I'm just starting." He grinned as he dipped his finger down to Roman's waist and brought his tongue to the dark-haired boy's nipple.
"Oh, shit." He looked down at Will sitting on his lap, his back arching to lean down and take his chest in his mouth. His teeth playfully bit and sucked, so much that Roman had to take a deep breath in.
Will's tongue trailed down, making sure to suck on his sides and abs. And god this view was perfect. Roman had a blond, arched down to please him with that little smirk and his unraveling blond hair. He looked perfect.
He wouldn't say this. But he wanted to see Will after they left, he didn't want to go back to how they were. Because the latter is so much better.
"I need to go bathroom." Roman suddenly exclaimed, forcing Will to look up with that confused puppy look.
"Oh." Will narrowed his eyebrows as he sat away from Roman. "Don't take too long then." He grinned, tipping his head back in that sexy way where he could see his exposed neck and adam's apple. Roman almost just didn't go.
But he needed to.
Will slipped off his lap as the dark haired boy got up and whispered he'd be back soon. He turned to Will dramatically playing dead on the couch, and with a chuckle he shimmied away. He walked into the bonding room and was quick to grab the phone. He remembered using it the first night here, he snuck into the room late at night and cussed it out for a good twenty minutes trying to figure his aunts number. But soon he managed and he begged her to bring him back. Obviously, that didn't work.
He dialed her number and waited until she answered after a few rings.
"Hey, meu amor." He heard his aunt's playful voice chime and he instantly smiled.
