Arrow Inferno
Chapter 94: Stanley ‘STAN’ Norris vs. Ian ‘WILL’ Williams ~ Blissfully invisible!

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A breathless Will leaned against the door, completely out of it. He knew that the only thing holding him up was Stan's hands on him. After milking him dry, Stan tucking him in and zipped him up. Will felt, rather than saw Stan getting to his feet. When he felt fingers slipping into his hair and drawing him closer, he leaned into Stan and succumbed to one of the hottest kisses he'd ever experienced. Neither man seemed to remember the reason behind the blowjob. Stan virtually fucked Will's mouth with sensual precision, his lips firm yet soft against Will's. Tasting himself on his mate only intoxicated Will, totally scrambling his senses. He trembled with need as if he hadn't just blown his load. He could feel Stan's erection pressing urgently against him and wanted it inside him more than anything at that very moment.

'I want you so bad right now,' Will groaned on their mind-link. 'Now I remember why I keep you around,' he added huskily as he reached between them to squeeze Stan through his pants.

'Is this all I'm good for?' Stan chuckled unsteadily. He was so hard he was tempted to bend Will over something and... 'Fuck you, Ian Williams.'

'Wish you would,' Will breathed. 'I'll give anything to feel this inside me right now. Those guys are still busy with the game so...'

'No. Not now,' Stan groaned, gazing at Will with blatant, unabashed hunger. He wanted the man so much he felt like he was dying of thirst. But that was definitely not the place for what he craved. "Fuck, you look edible," he breathed out loud, his lust-filled gaze on his mate's lips. "I can't believe I kissed you again. Now you have to hide your face for a while." Then he was drawing Will's lower lip into his mouth to suck on it. 'I might as well have my fill.'

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Back in their seats, the invisible warrior and his mate sat in another section of the aircraft and talked. Will gave Stan a quick summary of the mission they were embarking on. Since he was going to be by him the entire time, he needed to understand what they were up against.

'Let me get this straight,' Stan shifted and fully faced his mate. 'Someone was able to walk into ASIS to steal a file from right under their noses.'

'Not just any file. A highly classified one that can cost the United States too.'

'Damn, I wish I could meet this person and share a beer with him...or her.' Stan grinned.

'Fuck you,' Will chuckled. 'Whoever that was...' he shook his head in amused awe. 'He was a pro from the look of things.'

'You said the file is in code.'

'Yep.'

'But what makes you think whoever stole that file has not already deciphered it or actually deciphering it this very moment?'

'Oh, they're trying alright,' Will sighed on their mind-link. 'Fortunately, the person who wrote that code had to embark on an emergency trip that very morning the file was stolen. So they kidnapped his colleague... another cryptanalyst who is very good at deciphering code.'

'So why hasn't he cracked it yet?'

'Even the person who wrote the code needs days to decrypt that file.' Will shrugged.

'Stupid amateurs,' Stan muttered. 'They should have done their homework well and picked the code guy and the file at the same time.'

Will turned to look at his mate with a scowl. 'Whose side are you on?'

'Just saying,' he drawled. 'I mean that's what I'd have done.'

'Well, I'm sure that was the plan but that impromptu trip fucked it up for them.'

'And that's why they are stupid amateurs.' Stan shrugged. 'There should have had eyes on both targets at all times...that's the file and the code guy. That way they'd have known that one was getting away.' 'Stan...' Will groaned.

Stan snorted. 'The fuckers lost the plot when they lost the nerd.'

Will couldn't control himself, he burst into laughter which attracted the other Arrowheads.

"Dude, what's funny?" Jackson looked bemused just like the others.

"Just a funny thought," Will left his seat and went to join his colleagues. "Who's winning?" he smiled when he felt arms wrap around him from behind.

"I am," Ty responded, raising his index and middle fingers in a gesture indicating victory.

"How about you join and kick their arses?" Stan murmured.

'You mean cheat their arses.' Will snorted on their mind-link.

'Well, we need to have some good fun with this invisibility, don't we?' he dropped a kiss on Will's neck and chuckled when he shivered.

'Shit, stop it...' Will moaned just as the aircraft shook suddenly, dropped, and then leveled out again.

"Take a seat, Will," Jackson threw Will a stern look. "I don't want to face the wrath of that sister of yours...and you know who."

"You mean Stan?" Ty drawled.

"Erh...why would the instructor give you grief over..." But George's question ended in a gasp when he saw the suggestive gesture that Ty was making with his fingers. "What!" "Alright, I'm going back to my corner." Will glared at a laughing Stan as he went back to his seat, leaving his colleagues to discuss him as if he wasn't even on the aircraft."

"What is wrong with you lot?" George was saying. "Always fucking hot crazy dudes on the job instead of working."

"Fuck you, George." Both Will and Jackson snapped in unison, making the others laugh.

"Didn't he just go on a trip with the guy?" George's eyes went wide.

"Yep." Ty nodded.

George's smirking gaze turned to Will. "Makes you wonder the kind of workout routine..." the rest of his words got lost in the laughter that erupted. Both Will and Stan couldn't help but laugh too. "How about you take a seat on this, Georgie." Will laughed, flipping his colleague off.

"I never knew you liked guys too, Williams," Rodriguez boomed. "All those times we could have..."

"I like just Stan, fucker." Will laughed.

"We'll see." The Arrowhead threw Will a hot suggestive look.

"No fucking on the job," Ty said with a straight face.

"Says the guy who fucked a damsel he was supposed to rescue," Rodriguez scoffed. "Don't worry, we will be discreet." He threw Will a slow wink.

'Ooh... someone has the hots for you,' Stan murmured almost jovially but the look in his eye belied his jovial comment.

'Hey, don't.' Will frowned. 'It's just banter.'

'Ya think? We'll see.'

'Stan...' Will groaned.

'Are all of you going to stay in the same room?'

'Nope. Same hotel. Different rooms. We're supposed to blend in whilst we work. So we won't be staying at the military base on this mission.'

'Good,' Stan grinned 'How many hours more do we have to go?'

A glance at his watch told Will they'd been in the air for a little over eleven hours. 'About five more hours to land.'

'Can't wait to get you alone in that hotel room.'

'Me neither,' Will all but purred eliciting a teasing smirk from Stan.

'In the meantime, tell me the plan.'

*

When their aircraft touched down at the Kingsford-Smith Airport in Sydney, Will, Ty, Jackson, and George dressed in civilian clothing before getting off. The four Arrowheads were met on the tarmac by some Australian intelligence officers with four sleek sports cars. It was time for the Sydney Motorsport Park which had brought a lot of excitement into town. There were lots of tourists and enthusiasts in town, looking to unleash the full potential of cars or bikes or just to soak up the excitement as spectators. The plan was for the Arrowheads to blend in as American race lovers who were in town to have fun. They were, therefore, to be given everything that would make that believable.

Each dropped their bags into a car and sped off after a black SUV. Will had chosen an Audi R8 Spyder, a convertible that was classy, stylish, and absolutely amazing to drive. As he drove out of the airport with his invisible mate in the passenger seat, the roof folded back and both men breathed in the cool breeze. It almost felt like a vacation but they both knew better.