WTF (Within the Forest) Smut

Chapter 60.5: Happy

Will's POV 

I gently laid Nico down on the bed after shutting and locking the door, the brown, yellow, and cream colored duvet sagging underneath his light weight. I crawled over him since he seemed to not want to let go of me and tried kicking off my shoes as best I could, successfully getting them off a moment later.

Even though we both really wanted this, I, as well as Sol, was still hesitant because I wasn't sure if I would hurt him or not, and he seemed to be uneasy too since his eyes were telling two different stories. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not.

"Nico, are you sure about this?" I asked.

The hesitation didn't go unnoticed in his eyes by me, but before I could ask him again if he was truly sure about continuing on, he reached up and kissed me himself.

It caught me off guard at first since it had been days since we last kissed, but I finally regained my senses and kissed him back, realizing that it was an extremely heated kiss a second too late.

The kiss itself was rough, with the addition of... a lot of tongue. I found that Nico was actually a bit more experienced since our very first kiss, which hadn't been the best, but still quite passionate nonetheless.

It was starting to really turn me on, too. The kiss, his heavenly scent (though it was still tainted with Luke's scent), and just him in general was intoxicating, and I was struggling to hold Sol at bay, knowing that if I let him take control, he'd most likely hurt Nico.

It became progressively harder as time passed us by. I could hear Sol growling in my head, telling me that I should let him take control. I had to refuse though; I would never forgive myself if I hurt my own mate.

As we continued to kiss, I felt huge butterflies appear in my stomach. No, scratch that. It literally felt like a zoo had appeared in my body and was clawing at my bones and skin, begging to be set free.

I already knew that Sol was a part of that giant mess too. He could be very impatient at times-most of the time, actually-and since this was our mate and he was in heat, of course he was going to be acting up. I'm basically Nico's Alpha and he's my human Omega-without actually being a werewolf... or a real Omega-so obviously we're going to go crazy over him.

Will, Sol spoke in my mind. This... is too much. You need to slow it down or you won't be able to hold us back anymore.

He was right. Nico was being very aggressive. He was kissing me messily, clawing at my back roughly, and he was trying to push himself as close to me as possible. Of course I didn't mind-not at all-but I needed to slow it down or things would escalate really fast.

I could also somehow tell he was still hesitant about something while he kissed me, but I couldn't pinpoint what it actually was.

With all the strength I could muster up, I pulled away from Nico, panting against his now bruised lips, making him whine.

He stared up at me with lust in his eyes, pain from the heat and love for me also occupying them.

My hands had been placed beside his head, caging him in, and now one of them came up to brush his black hair off his sweaty forehead. I admired his beautiful features for a moment as we both took the time-a painfully long time, if I might add-to slow our breathing.

It was then that I realized what position we were actually in. Nico's legs were now wrapped around my waist, his ankles crossed at my tailbone. I was perfectly situated between his thighs, our crotches painfully pressed together. Our chests were also pressed together, and Nico's arms were wrapped firmly around my middle, holding me as close as possible.