Arrow Inferno
Chapter 36: Stanley ‘STAN’ Norris vs. Ian ‘WILL’ Williams ~ Dying to do!

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"Hey," Stan stepped in front of Will. "You good?"

"I'm enjoying watching you dance," Will shouted above the sound of the music playing. "Loving your moves."

Stan moved closer and spoke into Will's ears, "Want to see more moves?"

"Please." The soldier laughed.

"I'll give you more. But you need to slow down on the booze."

"I'll try."

Stan went back to the dance floor, grabbed Gaia, and then began a silly dance routine just to make Will laugh. It worked. Will had a good laugh watching those two do every comical dance routine in the book. At some point, he decided to use the washroom. On his way back, he met Kwame whose eyes widened with delight when they landed on Will.

"Will, my friend." He gave Will a one-armed hug. "Charlie you've been real slow tonight."

"Charlie, this time around I'm leaving it to you lot to entertain me." Will chuckled.

"Well, that won't do at all," Kwame said, moving closer to Will. Then in an eerily soft voice, he began to speak, "You will forget about all your problems this night and have some good fun. Whatever you've been dying to do, this is the night...do it! When day breaks, you can handle your worries." He stepped back and watched as Will blinked. "Are you okay?"

"Never better." Will grinned. "Gotta join the party." He said cheerfully as he went past a satisfied Kwame.

Stan was dancing with a strikingly gorgeous lady when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He knew who it was even before he turned around.

"Well, well, well, look who decided to show up on the dance floor." He grinned, pleasantly surprised. "Meet Agyeiwaa. She came all the way from Kumasi for this party. Want to dance with her?"

"I'd rather dance with you," Will mumbled, surprising Stan for the second time that night. Will wasn't one to pass up an opportunity to dance with a beautiful lady.

"I need to go for a refill anyway so..." The lady known as Agyeiwaa raised her almost empty glass. "You can have him for now." She smiled sweetly at Will. "I'll be back for him." She laughed softly and then left.

"Wow, looks like you have an admirer." Will chuckled. "Surprised she even heard me. Must have brutal hearing skills." His intent gaze locked on Stan's as he stepped in front of him, already swaying to the music. "I want to kiss you," He murmured. "So bad."

Oh shit! Stan felt himself stir in his snug pants. "Just how many glasses of whisky have you had?" His eyebrow shot up curiously even as he willed his body to stay calm.

"Not much." Will chuckled. "I don't need to be drunk to want to kiss you, you know." Will's voice had gone all husky, not that he could help it. Stan made him hot in the most carnal way. "And if you don't stop looking at me like that, we're going to have to go somewhere private. Come on, let's dance."

For a moment, Stan watched Will, warily, almost as though he was confused by something. But then he shrugged and danced with his mate. And a completely relaxed Will enjoyed himself like never before. When a surprised Gaia asked what had changed his mind, he simply told her that he could go back to his worries at daybreak. She was happy to hear that of course. It was better having fun with both of her boys than just one after all.

Stan and Will left the party around one a. m. leaving behind Gaia who seemed to be in her own lustful realm with Kwame. Kwame instructed his chauffeur to drop them off at the camp as he usually did. And in the car, Will couldn't seem to keep his hands off Stan which surprised the instructor.

"You're drunk," he murmured when they came up for a much-needed air after a long kiss.

"No, I'm not," Will mumbled. "I want you, that's all."

"You don't usually behave this way when there's a third party other than Gaia around." Stan pointed out even as he trailed tiny kisses against Will's neck.

"Shit, please don't." Will moaned as a delicious shiver slithered down his spine. He'd once orgasmed just from Stan sucking on his neck so the man knew how powerful a spot it was for him. "Stan please..."

"I love it when you beg." He laughed softly as his mouth traveled along Will's jaw to his ear. He loved his mate's scent. It was so delicious and arousing. "And I love it when you say my name like that." He drew Will's earlobe into his mouth and sucked on it.

"Fuck." With a needy moan, Will turned his head to seek that mouth he was addicted to. "You better be ready to finish what you've started."

"You mean what you've started." Stan closed his eyes and enjoyed it as Will sucked erotically on his lower lip. But then he suddenly seemed to remember where there were and drew his head back. "Fuck, you're a bad influence," he groaned. "We shouldn't be doing this here."

"Who's complaining?" Will murmured against Stan's lips. "Don't pretend as if I'm the only one lusting after you." He slipped a hand between Stan's legs. "You're hard right now." He rubbed a hand against the hard bulge between Stan's legs and laughed softly when he moaned.

"I'm never soft around you." Stan rasped and then moved away from Will. They'd gotten to the entrance of the camp. He thanked the driver and steered Will towards their suite. "You need a cup of tea to sober you up."

"I don't know why you think I'm drunk. I'm not staggering. Neither am I slurring my words."

"That just makes you a pro that's all." Stan chuckled.

"No one can pretend otherwise if they're intoxicated. Tell me why you think I'm drunk."

"I think that's what loosened you up enough to start enjoying yourself at the party. You wanted to kiss me on the dance floor which you've never done before." "I've always wanted to do that."

"You wouldn't stop kissing me on the ride back. That driver not being Gaia didn't stop you at all." Stan unlocked their suite. "What do you expect me to think?" "That I want you." Will started for his room, unbuckling his belt as he went. "And I intend to have you."

"Go take a shower." Stan chuckled. "That should sober you up. Should I make you a cup of tea?"

"No, I'm good." He entered his room and closed the door behind him.

Will had a determined look on his face as he stripped. For some reason, he felt like it was time to ignore Stan's 'rules' and do what he'd been dying to do since their first kiss. The fantasies he had about Stan sometimes shocked him. The number of times he'd come close to acting them out was countless. He'd held back just to please the man. Enough was enough, he told himself as he brushed his teeth. It was then or never. This is going to be fun.

In his room, Stan turned on the air-conditioner, stripped, and then headed for the shower. After a quick lather, he stood still and allowed the cold deluge to pour onto his back. Thanks to his crazy mate, he was still hard. For a moment, he contemplated rubbing one out but decided against it. When he heard the door to his room opening, he didn't know whether to feel excited or wary.

"Will?"

Stan heard the bathroom door opening and then the frosted glass shower door opened to reveal a very naked Will. "Wanted to take a shower with you."

"You must be shitting me." Stan laughed even as he made room for Will.

"I shit you not. A shower with you sounded much better than a shower alone. Besides, I've always wanted us to shower together but you're so uptight I never ask." He shut the glass door.

"What changed today?" Stan greedily drank in the sight of Will's body and face. He thought his mate was absolutely beautiful.

"I just said fuck it!" He shrugged and then reached around Stan for the shampoo. "Didn't plan on allowing you to say no."

"Hmmm, minty breath," Stan commented as he took the shampoo from Will.

"I just brushed my teeth. Why do you have lube in the bathroom?" He stared at the tube of lube on the soap banister.

"Why do you think?" Stan smiled roguishly as he poured shampoo into Will's hair. "Close your eyes." He instructed and then began to rub the shampoo into Will's hair, gently massaging his scalp in the process. "That feels so good." Will moaned, savouring the feel of those fingertips kneading his scalp.

"Close your mouth. I don't want suds getting in there."