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"What is this...?"
James felt color leave his face. Why. Just why did he let William in his room. It had been a dumb decision. William was asking him for that book he lent him and James was already occupied. So he told him to just go have a look in the drawer under his bed. The book should be there. Yes. It was. But under his bed was also where he hid... t h i s.
William holding a pegging belt with a confused face wasn't what James expected when coming in his room after noticing William was taking long. James wanted to disappear. Bond couldn't decide if he was was glad that William had no idea what this was, or if he wished he knew. Because if he knew perhaps he would have pretended to have never seen it. But now... William wasn't the kind of person who stays in the dark when not knowing something.
Under the other blond's questionning eyes, James wasn't sure what would be more embarrassing. Telling William himself or letting him find on his own, risking him asking about it to his brothers. No. James had to tell him. He let out a big sigh, putting his face into his hands.
"Uh... Will... If I tell you promise me not to judge me. Oh gosh how do I explain that to you when you're like... My boss..."
William looked at him with even more curiosity as he sees how ashamed James was. James wasn't the type to be easily embarrassed.
"You know we... Have fun from times to times. Like how Moran bring girls or sometimes spends the night with Albert. I do too sometimes..."
"You spend the night with my brother...?"
"Oh my god no-" James laughed at the misunderstanding and the awkwardness of this discussion.
"I meant that I like having fun sometimes too. And uh... This... Is something I use."
William's face changed into an half surprised and half enlightened face. He suddenly let go of the belt he had kept on holding, putting it on the bed.
"I see... How do you use that?"
James looked at him in disbelief.
"You... You're really going to make me explain it..."
Since William seemed completely unbothered, James decided to try and act as unbothered at him.
"Basically you use it to penetrate someone. You put a fake penis in there."
"Do you have one?"
"One what?"
"...A fake penis?"
If someone told James he would be having this discussion with William someday, he would have never believed it.
"Yeah... I mean there's no point having the belt if I don't have that to go with it. So hm... I'm sorry for making you see that. I forget it was in the same drawer..."
"That's fine, Bond, don't stress it. I learned something new today."
With that, the red eyed man left the room, his book in his hand. James let out a silent scream the moment he was gone. Why. Though William said to Bond to not stress it, he probably should take his own advices. It had been a week already, and he simply couldn't get it out of his mind. He knew Albert sometimes had fun in that way too. More often with other men. Moran too, with both men and women.
Louis wasn't the type to do this with simply anyone, William wouldn't be surprised if his brother never did anything until getting married, if he ever did. As for William... He had two different experiences with women. It was alright but not as fun as he expected.
He never thought of trying it with men until he caught Albert and Moran in the kitchen one day, and Albert talked about this with him. Ever since, William have had no time to really do it with anyone. He kind of forgot, too. But now...
Now he didn't have any murder planned. And now there was this image he just couldn't get out of his mind. He felt guilty, to be honest, when late at night, that image came back, and he felt his pajama pants getting tighter.
He felt guilt when stroked himself, thinking of Bond using that belt on him. He came as he wondered how it would feel like. Would it be better than with a woman? Would it hurt?
William kind of liked painful things.
As good as he was at pretending, this was a quite personal matter, and the next day, he couldnt face James. So he spent the day avoiding him. He did it again the next day. And the one after that. Until Bond noticed that he was for sure being avoided, and decided to face William. The genius knew of course that James would guess. He was smart afterall. But he still wished it would have take a little longer.
"What's happening...? Did I do something wrong? I won't leave until I know why you're avoiding me."
"James please, I'm tired can we talk later?"
And tired he actually was. Because the previous night curiosity got the best of him and... He had tried something new. He had tried using the back. With two of his fingers. It had been hard and quite frustrating because it did feel good but he couldn't angle his wrist well to really hit the area that felt good.
"I'll leave and let you rest. If you speak to me first... Wait..."
A sudden look of understanding went through Bond's blue eyes.
"Does this have a link with what you saw in my room the other day?"
"It does..."
"Uh... William please just forget about that. You caught Albert and Moran fucking in the kitchen and yet you didn't avoid any of them. So why are you avoiding me?"
William sigh, knowing well that James wouldn't let this go until he got a reply.
"I can't stop thinking about it..."
"You what...?"
"I keep thinking of... What it would feel like. How good it would feel? How it must feel to have something inside... It's just... been on my mind ever since."
James looked at him with a surprised expression. This was the last thing he could have expected coming from Will, and he was scared he was just making assumptions.
"I'm not sure I get what you mean..."
"I'm saying I've been thinking about trying to experience it ever since that day."
James looked away for a minute, before deciding that at this point, there wasn't much to lose. He walked up to William until he was so closed that his lips were against the other blond's ear.
"So... You want to try it? You know that... That could easily be arranged."
William seemed to have blushed a light shade of pink, confusion but excitement tainting his red iris. Something James rarely ever saw before.
"What are you saying...?"
"I'm saying, Will, that if you are so eager to try it, I could help you. Albert and Moran fuck all the time after all. Not much difference."
William seemed at loss of words for a moment, and for some reason, this was really satisfying to James. He loved it actually. It looked very cute on William. The blond Moriarty wouldn't ever show himself defeated and only rarely show himself being shockedat anything. So to be the one making him do that face... It made Bond's chest filled with pride.
"You want us to... Have sex?"
Now aware that William was hesitant but not fully closed to the idea, James' teaseful personality came out again. He caressed William's right cheek, smiling.
"I never considered it before but... I'm not against it. You're quite the catch actually, it would be my honor. Plus you know... I'm sure it would allow you to release all that stress. But I want you to be sure you want this, though. I'm not trying to bribe you or anything. So... I'll give you a week to think about it. Whatever is your reply by the end of the week, I'm fine with it. See you later, Will~"
With smirk and a wink, Bond left the room, leaving a flustered and shocked William behind.
Doing this with Bond... He thought about it, since he saw that belt. He thought about James' voice as he touched himself. After all, despite the compliments he just gave him, James was also very attractive himself.
A week later, they are alone in the manor. A rare occasion. Perhaps William on purpose sent everyone away on some mission. He would often get involved first hand in missions, but for once, he stayed home. So did James. Perhaps he would regret it. Perhaps it would be the best decision he ever made. But he spent the week thinking about it and as he was standing there, in James' bedroom, in front of the man, his decision was made.
"I want it. It want to try it with you."
That made James smirk, sitting back on his bed.
"Nice. That will be fun. But first I need to tell you I have some.... Tastes. I need to know what you are fine with and what you're not okay with. Sit down." James talked with a warm and nice voice, making a hand sign toward the free place next to him on the bed.
William sat next to him. "So... What are those tastes about?"
"I tend to be the one on top and the one... Dominating. I like giving orders and being the one in charge."
"That's fine with me. I think I don't mind."
James seemed surprised at this, probably not expecting William to agree with that.
"I also like rough play. Not rough rough. But.. Spanking. Hair pulling. Degrading words."
James blushed when William replied, with an amused smirk.
"Funny. I like that."
"Oh- I didn't expect that from you, Will, you really are full of surprises."
"You have no idea, Bond~"
"Call me James tonight. Bond will be our safe word. Since it's your first time and I'm into rough play. Say my last name and we'll stop."
William nodded. He wasn't very accustomed to these things. Sex wasn't really something he had been craving to explore, unlike math or murder. So he trusted James to have more knowledge about this than he did.
"So... How do we start this? Do I take off my clothes and-" William didn't get to finish his sentence as James chuckled and caressed his cheek.
"We're not animals, Will. I'm not going to just suddenly put it in and go. Let me take care of you tonight, pretty boy."
As he finished his sentence with an amused smirk, James leaned in and slowly put his lips on William's. The Moriarty closed his eyes, melting into the soft kiss and soft lips. James let his hands hold onto William's waist, and the red eyed man let out a soft sigh against the other's lips. James took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside William's mouth, their tongues meeting in a first tentative then passionnate dance. James drank every little sigh and moan that escaped William's lips. William could feel his body start to heat up, getting lost into the kiss. As if he could read his mind, James's hands reached up to his shirt, opening every buttons with expert fingers. William was soon left shirtless.
He tried to do the same to his partner, but Bond broke the kiss and shook his head.
"No. I'm in charge tonight. The only thing I ask you to do is to be a good boy and to look handsome."
William felt his cheeks heat up at the nickname,but before he could say anything, James' were back on his, this time kissing him full force. The long and soft fingers grazed over his chest, touching the skin gently, until it reached his nipples. James pinched them, rolling them between his fingers, feeling William moaning into his mouth. As much as James was growing addicted to the soft lips of his partner, he wanted to hear his voice. So he broke the kiss and pushed onto William's chest, making him lay down on the bed. The light blue eyed man hovered on top of him, kissing and sucking onto the blank canva of skin on Will's neck.
"Have you ever done anything, Will, or is it your first time?"
"Not my first time but first with a man."
James nodded, his lips going lower, to William's chest. He left warm kisses and gentle bites there, before tentatively licking one of William's nipples, looking at his reaction. The other man whimpered breathily, instinctively pushing his fingers through James' hair, craving something to hold onto.
"Sensitive much?"
William couldn't reply. He genuiney had no idea what his sensitive spots were. The two times he had with women weren't quite passionnate. It had been fast. The second time, he had kept his clothes on. The first time he touched her but she didn't touch him much.
But when James bit on his nipple, the slight pain was such a nice mix with the please shivered that went down his back.
"How cute, look at yourself, Will." James purred, cupping his crotch. "So hard already. Were you that needy all week long?"
"Didn't I tell you that I thought about it since I saw this in your room...?"
"Fair enough you did say that. So... Did it turn you on? Did you touch yourself to the thought of this happening?" James teased, clearly proud that he made William be in such a state.
Opening the pants with expert fingers, James smirked, looking in the his partner's ruby eyes. They were filled with lust and something James never saw before.
Abandonment. Will was abandoning himself to him. Trusting him. He was slowly giving up on control, giving it to Bond instead. Which was the biggest honor.
"I did actually..." The oldest mumbled, looking away.
James smiled and gripped at his chin, forcing William to look at him again.
"Looking away is too easy. I want you to look at me as you admit it. Tell me more. What did you do exactly?" James slipped his hand under William's undone pants and inside his underwear, taking hold of his hard member.
William took a hitched breath, making sure to not look away again no matter how much he was craving for it. It felt humiliating to have to submit to someone like this. Yet he loved it. The lack of control was exactly what made all of this feel so good to him.
"I stroked myself. I imagined what it was like to be full, inside. And I- Ah!" A moan interrupted him as James started jerking him off slowly, way too slowly.
"Faster, James."
The demanding tone seemed to amuse James as he chuckled.
"You're not in a position to give orders, kitten. Behave. Try to beg instead."