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He was having a pleasant dream. A very pleasant dream. Up until the point that something loud and irritating woke him up. Rolling over in bed, Will groaned and knocked over the alarm sending it skittering to the floor.
Pressing his face into the pillows, he breathed in the sweet scent of someone before screwing his face up in confusion. Blearily opening his eyes, he stared at the pillows then glanced at the alarm. The alarm that wasn't his, the bed sheets that weren't his, the room that most definitely wasn't his.
Groaning he lifted his arm up and opened his eyes blearily. He shouldn't drink, he really shouldn't drink when he wasn't entirely sure of where he was. Or where his clothes were.
"I'm not drinking again," Will groaned, collapsing back on the pillows.
[[open to all: wake up with will in your bed, why he's there or if he's alone is up to you.]]
Pressing his face into the pillows, he breathed in the sweet scent of someone before screwing his face up in confusion. Blearily opening his eyes, he stared at the pillows then glanced at the alarm. The alarm that wasn't his, the bed sheets that weren't his, the room that most definitely wasn't his.
Groaning he lifted his arm up and opened his eyes blearily. He shouldn't drink, he really shouldn't drink when he wasn't entirely sure of where he was. Or where his clothes were.
"I'm not drinking again," Will groaned, collapsing back on the pillows.
[[open to all: wake up with will in your bed, why he's there or if he's alone is up to you.]]
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Was she really consciously strolling down the lane of relationship-ish fuck ups? Was she - oh thank God, at least she was still wearing her underwear. Maybe she could wait the man out, or at least until her brain functioned enough to recognize him again? What had even happened?
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"Will?" William Cabot? Oh, God, oh, fuck, hopefully she really definitely didn't touch him in any indecent way and the only reason she was in her underwear was because of the ..heat?
Head high, she left her bathroom, crossing her arms while crossing over to her bed. "You're in my apartment."
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"I don't think drinking was our problem. Not our only problem."
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Lying back as he felt the warm, familiar press of a naked body scramble across him, Will relaxed back into bed. His eyes followed the curve of her spine, up along her back to the way her hair fell around her face and the warmth in her features. Smiling slightly bemused, Will reached out to gently brush a warm hand against Essie's back. Fingertips gently caressing up her spine.
"You say that like waking up here is a problem," Will murmured, smiling a little up at her. "Not what I'd planned last night though."
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God those hands, she couldn't remember a lot about the night before, but she remembered those wonderful hands. Shivering a little, she finally managed to kill the alarm, leaving herself draped over the warm body in her bed. It was nice, having someone there, but also more than a little awkward because she had three hours before she had to pick up Isaac and all she wanted to do was curl up and sleep for another eight.
"I didn't plan this either, but here we are."
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"Here we are," Will murmured, leaning down to brush a kiss against Essie's lips. Soft, a little yearning, as he held her closer to his much warmer body. "Do you have to get up soon?"
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Her lips followed her hand as she pressed them to his sternum, working her way up to his neck as her hand wandered downward. "You need to go?"
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Will stretched back, watching her with a warm, lazy smile as he felt her lips brush against his chest.
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Besides, those hands were wandering again and that felt way too good. "Good. I don't want you to. Not yet anyway." She nibbled at his neck a little, she couldn't remember much of last night, but she knew she'd remember this morning.
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Will groaned at the nip of her teeth against her neck before he tilted his head to catch her mouth with his.
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None of which diminished the impish grin she gave as she whispered in Will's ear. "Oops. Lost the sheets. Gonna keep me warm, Mr. Useful?"
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Les strolled into his bedroom carrying a huge glass of cold water and some Tylenol for the huge lump currently snoring in his bed. A lump that had been a bitch to get up the stairs to his loft and into said bed without getting handsy and also complaining. Even though he was drunk Will kept trying to carry Les up the stairs like he was the one piss drunk.
Les was not piss drunk. He could hold his alcohol. Unlike some people.
"Hey, there little buddy," he said thumping the glass down on his nightstand, making sure the noise was extra loud. It was time for his guest to awaken and get out of his bed.
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"Did we-" Will began before shaking his head. "Your bed is small."
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He chuckled and held out the water to his bedmate. "We did not, but somebody really really wanted to since you've lost your pants." He gestured with his head at the door. "I had to crash on the couch by the way. That's the last time I invite you over."
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Will glanced at the rest of the bed in bemusement before taking the pills. "I wasn't stopping you from sharing."
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"Unfortunately for you I was not nearly as drunk as you were last night, but I let you cop a feel or two," he said with a wink as Will took the pills. All he could say was Will definitely had fun last night, naked twister or not. "Uh, yeah, I noticed. I was present when you lost said pants.
He smiled again shrugging. "What can I say? Sharing seemed like too much temptation. All this man muscle is a joy."
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"And you wouldn't move and couldn't sleep on the couch. Because you threw up on. So she and I had to spend the night at her trailer. Thanks for that."
As much as Ed loved Audrey her trailer-thing was filthy and he was a little on the neat freak side. He was not happy with his brother.