Fic: Eternity- 3/3

[disturbinglynic]

He was meeting Will at the club, though he didn’t know why. He couldn’t understand why Will wanted to meet at the club when Will lived with him now. But he had gone out earlier and had asked Wesley to meet him here, so here he was.


He made his way through the throng of people, trying to catch sight of Will. There were too many people though, so he focused instead on Will’s scent. He knew Will’s scent better than anything.


It had been weeks since the first time they had had sex, and they had spent much of those weeks together in bed.


He knew that Will was still considering letting Wesley turn him because every once in a while Will would ask him a random question. He hoped Will would make a decision soon.


Finally, he caught a whiff of Will. He sniffed again and knew something was wrong. He could smell blood and lots of it. He pushed his way through the crowd, shoving people aside carelessly.


His nose led him to the back of the club and out to the alley. He found Will lying in a puddle of his own blood. Wesley was by his side in an instant.


“Will, what the hell happened?”


Will just moaned and didn’t move.


“Will, I need to get you to a hospital.”


Will muttered something but Wesley couldn’t understand what he had said, despite having excellent hearing. He leaned in closer to Will and was about to ask him to repeat it, but Will beat him to it.


“Not gonna make it to the hospital.”


“No! You are not going to die on me!”


“Change me.” Will’s voice was barely above a whisper now. Will was probably right. It wasn’t likely that he was going to make it to a hospital. Will’s blood had already mostly been drained so it would be easy to change him.


“I can’t force this on you, Will.”


“Wouldn’t be.”


Wesley wasn’t sure about that, but what choice did he have? He wasn’t going to let Will die. He bit into his wrist and held it to Will’s mouth.


Using what was probably the last of his remaining strength, Will drank.


Wesley pushed down his overwhelming sense of guilt and focused on making sure Will would be okay. Sure Wesley had wanted this, but not like this.


He made sure Will didn’t take too much blood and then picked him up and headed home. Even weakened with the loss of some blood, Wesley could easily carry Will.


He got Will settled into bed and then curled up next to him. All he could do now was wait.





Movement beside him woke him up. He waited patiently.


Finally, Will opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Wesley.


“How do you feel?” He made sure to keep his voice low. Will’s senses would be overly sensitive right now.


“I’m hungry.”


Wesley smiled. That was good.


“How else do you feel?”


“Aware.”


“Any pain?”


“No.”


“Am I too loud?”


“A little.”


Wesley tried to lower his voice even more. “I’m sorry. You’ll get used to it”


Wesley didn’t worry about Will’s sight right now. It was dark enough in this room and Wesley had made sure all lights were turned off before he had gone to sleep.


“Why don’t I go to the kitchen and get you some blood? You should stay and let your senses adjust.”


Will nodded so Wesley went to the kitchen and fixed some blood for the both of them. When he got back to the bedroom, Will was sitting up in bed. He handed Will the glass and sat down on the bed next to him.


They drank in silence, Wesley allowing Will to get used to his new heightened senses. Wesley nearly dropped his blood when Will spoke up.


“You don’t have to feel guilty about this, you know.”


“Yes I do. You hadn’t made your decision yet.”


“But that’s what I’m trying to tell you. I had made my decision. At the club I was going to tell you that I love you and that I wanted you to change me.”


Wesley snorted. “Please don’t try and spare my feelings.”


Will took Wesley’s glass from him and set them both aside, and then straddled Wesley. “Do you love me?”


“Yes.”


“Do you trust me?”


“Yes.”


“Then why can’t you believe that this is what I wanted?”


Wesley sighed. “Because you were so against it when I first met you.”


“And you asked me to think about it and I did. And as I was thinking about it I was falling in love with you. That made my choice easier. I know it hasn’t been that long, but I was comfortable with my choice. Now why don’t you let me prove it to you?”


Will leaned in and nipped at Wesley’s neck.


“Will, don’t.” He tugged at Will’s hair to pull him back up.


“Wesley, I put my trust in you when I first met you, now it’s time to do the same for me.”


“I’ll have you know that that trust went both ways in the beginning.” There was no bite to his words though, and he was smiling up at Will. Will leaned down and kissed him.


Wesley pushed his hands up under Will’s shirt. Will got the idea and pulled away from Wesley. Will tugged his shirt off and then Wesley’s too. When Will leaned back down to kiss him, Wesley rolled then so that he was on top.


Will would be sensitive to Wesley’s touch now. This first time after the change could be incredible for him, and Wesley wanted to make sure that Will would never forget this.


He kissed Will slowly, letting his tongue thoroughly explore Will’s mouth. Will growled in impatience. “Shush. Trust me, you’ll thank me when we’re done.” Will relented so Wesley started kissing along his neck. Wesley found a sensitive spot and Will shivered underneath him. Wesley bit down gently and Will groaned. He bit down harder and Will dug his fingernails into Wesley’s shoulders. Wesley chuckled. “I told you.”


He made his way further down Will’s body, tongue flicking out to tease at a nipple. He could torture Will like this forever just to continue listening to the sounds that Will was making. Wesley took the nub into his mouth and began to suckle. Will dragged his fingernails down Wesley’s back, drawing blood. Wesley groaned around the nub, making Will dig his nails in harder.


Wesley continued working over the nipple for a while before moving onto the other one. “Wesley,” Will groaned out, “it’s too much.”


“Okay, okay.” Wesley undid Will’s pants and tugged them off. He took Will into his mouth, and Will was so overly sensitive that it didn’t take much for him to come. Wesley went to move back up Will’s body but found himself being flipped onto his back with Will straddling him.


“I wanna fuck you Wesley. Can I fuck you?”


“Yes.” The answer was easy. He trusted Will completely and he loved him. He wanted this.


Will explored Wesley’s body in the same teasing manner that Wesley had just done to him. Lower and lower Will moved, finally tugging Wesley’s pants off.


Will pushed Wesley’s knees back to his chest, leaving Wesley completely exposed in a way he never had been before. Will slid his hands down until his thumbs were on either side of his hole, pulling, exposing as much of Wesley as possible. Will leaned in and licked.


Wesley cried out in shock and pleasure, his hand grasping Will’s hair, urging him on. Will licked over and around, pushing just the tip of his tongue in. He held up a couple of fingers to Wesley’s mouth, and Wesley sucked them in. When they were good and wet, Will pulled them out and pushed one of them into Wesley.


This was one of those times that Wesley was definitely glad for the high tolerance to pain. The finger went in easily and Will pushed in a second one. Will stretched him, making sure he ran his fingers over Wesley’s prostate. He slid in a third finger and Wesley started moving, trying to get Will’s fingers deeper.


Will pulled his fingers out and Wesley whimpered with the loss, but Wesley wasn’t empty for long. Will’s tongue was on him again and this time he was able to push it in further. “Holy shit,” Wesley muttered and he felt Will chuckle against him. “Please don’t stop.” The sensations were amazing. He’d never felt anything like it before.


He needed to get off and he needed to get off now. Wesley moved a hand down his body and took his dick into his hand and began stroking himself. Will hummed his approval and in a few rough pulls, Wesley was coming. Will put Wesley’s legs back on the bed and licked up Wesley’s come.


Wesley heard the sound of the lube opening and was still in a daze when Will pushed into him. Wesley wrapped his legs around Will and pulled him in close. For the urgency that Will had displayed earlier, their lovemaking was slow and gentle, something they hadn’t done yet.


Wesley came for the second time that night, with Will following closely behind. They lay in the afterglow, bodies entwined.


“Wesley?”


“Hmm?” His eyes were closed and he was lazily running a hand along Will’s back. He was warm and content, and he didn’t want to move.


“Have you ever killed?”


Wesley’s hand stilled. “Yes. Why?”


Will didn’t say anything further, but he knew what Will was thinking about. He wanted blood. Specifically, he wanted the blood of the guys who had nearly killed him. Will wanted them to pay for what they had done.


“Don’t be stupid, Will.”


Will didn’t answer him.


“Please, Will. I almost lost you once. I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.”


“You seem sure that I would lose this fight.”


“Great. You turn and suddenly you’re an asshole.” Wesley got out of the bed and Will let him. He spoke while he was getting dressed. “I only ever killed because I had to, not out of revenge and not because I wanted to.”


“So you always retained your humanity, it wasn’t just a recent thing.”


“Are you really telling me you haven’t retained any of yours? Because I’m pretty sure I just witnessed some of it.”


Will didn’t answer him and Wesley was close to tears now. Will got out of bed and started putting his clothes on. “I love you, Wesley, I do.”


“And suddenly that’s not enough?”


“Wes, I need to do what I need to do.”


“And I can’t watch you do that.”


“I know. That’s why I have to go now.” Will kissed his cheek and walked out of the room. Wesley let the tears fall at his departure. He had created a monster.





Wesley spent the next few days locked up in the house and feeling sorry for himself, and for the people he had unleashed this monster on.


He watched news reports of people being attacked. Thankfully there had been no deaths so far. It seemed that Will had retained more of his humanity than he had cared to admit.


“Sir, you have to stop him.”


Wesley had spent the past few days hanging around Data. Not something he did often.


“What if I wind up having to kill him?”


“Then you will do as you must, but nobody has any hope of stopping him except for you.”


Wesley knew he was right, he just didn’t know if he had the stomach for it.





Wesley had a bad feeling about tonight, and not because it was pouring down rain. His confrontation with Will would be tonight. He didn’t know how he knew, but he did.


The rain soaked through his clothes as he headed for the club. He ran into Will who was heading in the same direction he was. They stood there awkwardly, facing each other.


Wesley decided to be the bold one. “Don’t do this, Will. You don’t have to do this.”


“Yes I do. Why can’t you understand that?”


“Why, Will? Why is it so important? I saved you. You’re still here because of me. You’re still here. Isn’t that enough?”


“I need to do this.”


“Why? You haven’t given me a reason why yet.”


Will didn’t answer him.


“That’s what I thought. You don’t have one. So what the hell is your problem?”


“I don’t know.”


“Then stop this, Will. Stop before you really hurt someone.”


Will didn’t say anything.


“I love you Will, and I know you love me. That should be enough. If you do this, do you think there could ever be a future for us? Do you think that I could forgive you if you do this? Do you really want to throw what we have away?” Wesley closed the distance between the two of them and placed a hand on Will’s shoulder. He could feel the tension drain from Will’s body.


He put his arms around Will, and Will sagged against him. A group of guys walked past them, catching Will’s attention. He pulled out of Wesley’s embrace to face the guys.


“Thought we left you for dead,” one of the guys said. Will flashed his fangs at the guys and hissed, and the guys took off at a run towards the club.


Wesley laughed. “Was that fun?”


Will smiled at Wesley and pulled him into his arms. They stood there in the street, the rain pouring down on them. Wesley felt happier than he had in days. Whatever issues Will had gone through because of the change, it seemed to have passed.


A loud explosion knocked them both to the ground. The club that they had been planning on heading to, the club where the men that had attacked Will had run off to, was in flames.


“Will, please tell me you didn’t.”


Will was shaking his head. “I didn’t. I swear.”


Wesley turned his head to look at Will. “Well, those guys are dead now. Do you feel any better?”


Will’s face twisted into a grimace. “No,” he whispered. Wesley stood up and held his hand out for Will. “Come on. Let’s go home.”


Will shook his head and refused to take Wesley’s hand. “I don’t deserve to go home with you.”


“Maybe not, but I’m taking you anyway.” He pulled Will up and put an arm around him as they walked towards Wesley’s house.


“I’ve missed you,” Will stated. “I missed you more than I thought I would.”


“I missed you too.”


“It’s ridiculous. It was only a few days.”


Wesley chuckled as he opened the door to his house. “Yeah, but you love me.”


Will sat down at the kitchen table and Wesley joined him. “Will, are you going to be okay?”


Will groaned and buried his face in his hands. His voice was muffled when he spoke, but Wesley could understand him. “I’ll be fine. I just need time. I’m so exhausted.” Will looked up at Wesley. “But are we going to be okay?”


Wesley reached out a hand and cupped Will’s face. “Yeah, I think so.”


Will pulled Wesley to him. “I’m sorry for everything.”


“I know.”


Will buried his face in Wesley’s neck. “I’ve got a ways to go before you completely forgive me, don’t I?”


“Absolutely.”


Will started kissing his neck. “Can I start now?” Wesley didn’t answer because he was too distracted by Will’s talented mouth.

Part Two | Epilogue
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