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"This okay?" Mike presses his fingers down, ever so slightly. Will inhales sharply and nods, but strangely, Mike isn't satisfied. Because of this, he says something so, so stupid—
"Can you use your words for me?"
Another sharp noise escapes Will. Mike stiffens, tugging his hands away as he mentally calculates the flight cost for a one-way trip from New York to the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, until Will leans back into his hands with a soft sigh.
"Yeah," he says, softly. "Yeah, it's— it's good."
When Mike touches the back of Will’s neck, Will loses himself. Mike, obviously, decides to abuse this.
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- Part 2 of between the sheets
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Post His Last Vow, John's choices haven't resolved everything completely. While Mary enjoys a girlie night, John visits Sherlock in search of some adventure and finds it.
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“Never understood how Will stole anything from Eleven, when he was just taking everything back"
-straw.page anonymous user to @c_tviz
“When you really deep it she “stole” his friends, family, clothes, childhood best friend, and moved in with him. Even Max he was friends with first lmfao. And he never complained."
-quote by @studlov3r on X
Or,It's the summer of 1989, Eleven has been dead for eighteen months and Will Byers has finally reclaimed everything that was stolen from him all those years ago.
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“Wait, holy shit,” Mike breathes out, looking down at Will's jeans. He undoes the button, “Are you wearing...”
His eyebrows shot up as he stared at the lacy material peeking out of Will's jeans. It's red, perfectly wrapped around Will's lower waist. Mike looks at it with his mouth agape like a fucking idiot. He feels like he just discovered the Mona Lisa.
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“You make it sound so easy.”
Mike breathed out,
“I think it can be easy. You know, with the right person.”
He didn’t want to give too much away, but Mike had never felt much intimacy when he kissed anyone, it never did much for him. But he knew the mechanics. He had never had any complaints, the few girls he’d kissed always responded eagerly to it, so he was sure he knew what he was doing. He couldn’t help his mind from heading where it did. Here Will was, unsure of how to do something and Mike there with the answer. It felt wrong just leaving Will like that. He hated seeing him upset, and he always had a hard time filtering himself, so before he knew it, he was speaking again,
“You know, if you’re really worried about it- I could show you how.”
