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uh just some fluff (?) and then smut :D the endings kinda bad so i apologise in advance. hope ur all doing ok i know rn is very scary. sorry for disappearing for like two months. ok bye ily <3
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will couldn't stop thinking about her. the dreamy girl with the sparkly jewellery and lipgloss and cute dainty laugh. the glowing pink light that filled her room, lit her face in a warm haze. the posters that filled every inch of the wall, the small desk where an extravagant pink fluffy pen stood in the pen holder. the small smile she'd offered him when he cracked joke after joke trying to impress her. her delicate fingers as she had typed in the chat, giggling at herself. the blush on her cheeks when he had asked for her instagram, the way her eyes had widened when she'd seen his profile.
'wow, you're like famous, famous,' she giggled, her accent rolling on her tongue like syrup. he remembered laughing at this, joking that she was nearly catching up. 'youre funny,' she'd almost sighed .
since then, all he could think about was her. it had been two months and she consumed his mind, filling every nook and cranny. her soft smile painted behind his eyelids when he blinked.
will wanted to see in person; finally. he can't believe he had met you on omegle of all places, and was yet to even meet you. it wasn't like you lived on opposite sides of the world - in fact, you both lived in london - but for some reason the opportunity had never arisen. he wanted to smell the perfume he imagined she wore, see how soft her hair was in real life. the messaging app on his phone was open. he sat with his finger hovering over the keyboard, typing then erasing, typing, and erasing some more. he took a deep breath. i'm being stupid he muttered to himself. it's a bloody text. he started off simple.
hi, it's will :) how r you?
hi will, i'm good :) what u doing up so early?
been editing all night lol haven't slept
awh that's rough hope ur ok haha
ah no don't worry bout me i always do this
ok will :3 i'm up trying to finish the script for a video
awh, late night videos always suck
yeah they do :/
:(( u by any chance fancy going for a coffee sometime soon? or something else if you'd like. no pressure if u can't
yeah that sounds nice :) i'm free all day sunday if that suits u
yeah i'm free as well :) any place, in particular, u wanna meet
uh Kaffeine on titchfield st , think its close enough to both of us if that's ok with u
yeah that's great :) what time suits?
any time, up to u will 💘 maybe one?
yeah thats good, cant wait to see u :)
cant wait to see u too! do u mind if i call u? s'alright if ur about to go asleep
oh no, i need to stay awake to let my flatmate back in, shes coming home at three so go ahead
ok!
will clicked the green button to accept her facetime and is immediately greeted with a tired face. 'hi, i need to stay awake to get this video done for tomorrow, i just needed to talk to someone and also i need help on the title, and you're probably the best person for that' you said, yawning half way through, words jumbling over one another.
wills heart melted a little. he noted how adorable you sounded when you were sleepy.
'no, it's alright love, don't worry i'm not doing anything,' he said, the pet name slipping off his tongue, making him blush. you smiled at him, your own face flushing a light pink a juxtaposition to the harsh white light filling the room. 'so, i'm doing a video where i try out a bunch of these new...'
will smiled softly, resting his tired head on his hand. he didn't mean to be rude and ignore what you were saying but he couldn't help it. after all, his brain had done enough thinking and all he could focus on was your pretty voice lulling him to sleep.
'will? you still there?' he blinked, and took his head out of his hands. 'yeah, sorry, i'm still listening don't worry.' you smiled at him, and the obvious effort he was going to just to stay awake, just to listen to you, just for you. 'i made a list of ideas, they're a bit shit but maybe we could work from there?' 'sounds good, lemme hear them then.' you went through the list and will stopped you every now and then, commenting on how to reword things and what to capitalise. it took only five minutes until you had a title that you were happy with. you quickly typed it up on your computer and waited for it to export.
'okay thanks will, knew you'd be better at that than me, i'm gonna go asleep now if that's ok with you,' you yawned again, stretching back on your chair. will resisted the urge to pout - he didn't want to stop talking to you - but his own bed called him. you both reluctantly hung up on one another and slid into bed.
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will sprang up from his bed, sweat soaking the sheets, heart racing. looking down he realised he'd cum all over himself in his sleep, like a teenage boy. fuck. he'd had a dream about you, and god he was getting hard again thinking about it.
you had invited him over to your flat - finally, he would meet you. he was sitting on your bed, looking around him, staring at your pretty form sitting on your desk chair. except you hadn't been paying attention to him, and it was annoying him, infuriating him. he came up behind you and spun your chair around. you giggled at him - 'what, was someone missing me huh?' - and turned back away from him. this made him even more annoyed, so he slotted his hands around your waist and hoisted you up from the chair, taking your place. he then patted his lap, which you happily sat back down onto.
you had been chewing sickly sweet bubblegum, and it was all he could smell. your hips moved against his, as you went back to whatever you had been doing, and the fabric of your skirt rode up thighs. will's fingers found your legs, and he traced up and down, causing you to shiver against his chest. 'you like that?' he hummed, and you nodded. you struggled to focus on your computer screen as his fingers edged under your underwear, a lacy thong that left little to the imagination. 'can i?' he asked, fingers hovering. you nodded and leaned fully back into his chest.
he traced circles, still over the fabric, and your hips circled on his thigh. you whimpered as the stiff material of his jeans hit your clit, and will realised what you really wanted.
oh, i see,' he said teasingly, his hands moving back up to grasp your waist. 'wanna get off on my thigh pretty girl?' 'please,' you whined, breathing getting heavier. 'please, what?' will asked. 'please, will,' you said, core moving faster against his thigh. he pressed gentle kissed to your shoulders. 'nuh-uh, please what?' he asked again. 'please, sir?' you said, voice giving away your confusion. 'think you're just being shy, pet, i'll ask one more time; please, what?' the pieces clicked in your head, and you let out a low moan. 'please d-daddy,' will groaned against your neck, where he had been painting your skin with dark bruises. 'good girl,' he said, before using his hands and legs to keep moving you on his thigh. shivers went up your spine, as he hit your clit again and again, and you knew you were close already.
you began to quiver against his back, a delicious feeling spreading up through your body. 'w-will,' you said, before you moaned, indulging in your euphoria. he kept circling your hips, wanting to prolong this moment. he whispered praise in your ear, as your eyes rolled back.
will groaned, as he rubbed his eyes. god, he felt pathetic lifting himself out of his dirty sheets.
