Fic: Come As You Are (4/4)

[emerald_skies]

Sorry to spam y'all's flists, I promise this is the last part XD

Title: Come As You Are, Part 4: The Choice Is Yours
Author: emerald_skies
Pairing(s): Tunny/Will/Extraordinary Girl (+ Tunny/Will, Will/EG, Tunny/EG)
Rating: NC-17



Link to Part 3

"Y'know, Will," Grace mumbles against Will's mouth, pausing to grin and drag her teeth over his lower lip, "Tunny said your name just like that when I was fucking him that night. He really wanted you-- we both did..."

Try as he might, Will can't remember hearing Tunny say that. I would remember something like that, he thinks, but doesn't argue with Grace. "So why didn't you...?" he mumbles back.

"Because you passed out before I could ask," Tunny answers from behind him.

Will takes a moment to seriously consider whether or not that comment alone would count as a legitimate excuse to never drink again. It does if I never, ever tell Heather, he decides. No matter how fucking hilarious her reaction would be.

Tunny props himself up on one elbow, slides his hand over Will's jaw, then turns Will's head for a hungry, messy kiss that involves more mouthing at Will's jaw than actual kissing, but it still gets a soft groan out of Will anyway.

"I wanted to watch you jack yourself off while you rode me," Tunny's lips brush against Will's skin as he talks. He starts to move his hips, pauses like he's waiting for Will to show some sign of pain, then keeps going when Will doesn't cry out or anything. Will's breath catches in his throat when Tunny starts to thrust deeper without going any faster.

"You'd be going as slow as you could stand, so I could see what you look like when you come apart." Tunny continues with a sigh that Will feels ghosting over his face. "And so I could learn all the best ways to drive you out of your fucking mind."

"You're off to a pretty good start already," Will says in a quiet, strangled voice. Then an idea comes to him with startling clarity, making him smile to himself as he grabs Tunny's hand. "Then again, it could be fun to show you in a more hands on sort of way." Will guides Tunny's hand on a slow, teasing path over his stomach and back up onto his side.

A shudder goes through Tunny at this, making his hips jerk sharply; the change in angle makes his dick graze over Will's prostate in a way that makes Will's gut clench and has him seeing stars.  Will groans into Tunny's mouth and grabs Tunny's wrist in a white-knuckled grip.

Tunny freezes again.  "Shit, did I hurt you?"  He actually sounds worried.  If only he knew.

"Not even close," Will whispers raggedly.  "For the love of-- don't fucking stop, please do it again..."  Will's aware of how fast the words are coming and that he's pretty much begging, but when Tunny moves again at the same angle, it feels so fucking good that Will stops caring about anything that doesn't involve making sure Tunny keeps doing that.

An unexpectedly well-timed thrust of Tunny's pushes Will's dick deeper into Grace, making her suck in a deep breath and buck her hips harder against Will. And yet, when she breathes out Will's name against his lips, it's so quiet that it's almost just a puff of air rather than an actual word. Tunny obviously notices, though, because he keeps his thrusts at that pace until the three of them manage to work out a rhythm of sorts, one that has each thrust of Tunny's pushing Will into Grace.

"I want to see you when you come," Tunny whispers, tracing a light, teasing finger down over Will's jawline so he can turn Will's head for another kiss. Will opens his eyes, meets Tunny's gaze, feels his chest clench at the sight -- the combination of the blazing look in Tunny's eyes, the heavy flush to his skin, and how swollen and red and fucking tempting his lips look. It makes the heat pooling in Will's gut go right to his dick, turns his rhythm stuttery and erratic.

"Oh fuck," Will gasps out through heavy, uneven breaths, "Tunny...I'm gonna--"

Tunny interrupts him by curling his hand in Will's hair and murmuring, "Look at me...come for me, I want to see you..."  He traces his tongue over Will's lower lip and thrusts harder for emphasis.

That does it. Will's world whites out before his eyes and all he can think about is the feel of Tunny in him, of Grace around him. He scrambles a little for something to hold on to until he settles on Grace's hip -- he grips it hard and pulls her in, thrusting deep into her as he comes. Tunny's hips jerk forward after him like he's chasing the contact and Tunny swears under his breath; the pressure only pushes Will deeper into Grace, makes her huff out a sharp breath followed by a gasp and a cry as she clenches around Will. He feels the pulse and flutter of her around him and it almost feels like too much -- like sensory overload and then some -- but then he opens his eyes and catches sight of Tunny's wide-eyed, open-mouthed expression. Will reaches up, pulls Tunny in, and kisses him for all he's worth as Tunny slams into him one last time and comes with a shudder, groaning around Will's kiss. Tunny holds on to Will like he's the only thing keeping Tunny in this reality as he rides out the last waves of his orgasm.

Will brushes his lips over Tunny's once, then pulls back to just look at him. He takes some time just to run his fingertips lightly over Tunny's face, to swipe a thumb over Tunny's cheek before trailing them down his jaw.  When Will traces the line of Tunny's mouth, Tunny gives him a devilish smile and slides his tongue over Will's fingers.  And then, just because Tunny is obviously trying to give Will an aneurysm, he slowly sucks one of Will's fingers into his mouth without ever taking his eyes off Will's face.  A quiet groan slips out of Will when Tunny swirls his tongue over the pad of his finger -- Will feels Grace laugh against his chest.

"You know, Tunny," Grace says, "If I have to do CPR at any point tonight, I'm going to be very upset.  Just for the record."

Tunny pulls off of Will's finger with a wet sound.  "At least he would die happy?"

Grace rolls her eyes.  "I would be forced to put clothes on and actually get up to deal with his body, though."

"I'm practically choking on all the love I can feel in the room right now," Will mutters to no one in particular.

That gets another laugh out of Grace.  "For what it's worth," she stage whispers to Will, "You're better at certain things than he is."

Will bursts out laughing over Tunny's noise of indignation.  

"What things?!" Tunny demands.

Grace rolls over and sits up on the edge of the bed, then gives him a lazy, catlike smile.  "That would be telling," she says over her shoulder as she heads for the bathroom.

"You know you only get away with this shit because you're a stone cold fox, right?" Tunny calls after her.

Will drags his hand over his face, laughing.  "Oh my God, Tunny, you are such a dork."  The sentence cuts off on a sharp gasp of surprise when Tunny pulls the condom off Will's dick.

"You were saying?" Tunny retorts smugly.  He rolls over onto his back (pulling out of Will in the process, much to Will's private disappointment) and Will hears the sound of Tunny pulling off and getting rid of his own condom.

"I was saying," Will shoots back, "That you're a fucking annoying dork--"

"I thought you liked the fucking," Tunny murmurs in Will's ear as he curls back up against Will and slides an arm around his waist.

Will's mouth hangs open for a second (since Tunny stopped him mid-thought), then he just sighs.  "Okay, maybe a little," he relents.  "Although telling you that is just gonna make you even more insufferable now."

Tunny snickers.  "Probably."  His mouth curves into a smile against Will's neck.  "I'm glad you know me so well.  Now go to sleep, dumbass, you can insult me some more tomorrow."

"Don't think I won't," Will mutters.  He kind of spoils the grouchy effect he was going for by grabbing Tunny's hand and pulling Tunny's arm tighter around his waist, but the gesture feels right so Will just goes with it.  The last things Will remembers as he drifts off to sleep are the sound of Tunny laughing softly and feeling the bed in front of him give a little as Grace climbs back in with them.

---

Will wakes up to the soft brush of a kiss on his cheek. He sits up and blinks, mumbling something under his breath that almost kind of sounds like English, then realizes it was probably Grace who kissed him, considering the way she's sitting on the edge of the bed and smiling at him.

"I'm sorry I woke you up," she says, "I always kiss Tunny before I leave for work and I wanted to do the same for you, but your face was kind of buried against his chest so your cheek was all I could reach." She bites her lip and grins. "It was one of the cutest things I've ever seen."

Tunny lets out a long sigh and shifts, tightening his arm around Will's waist in an effort to pull him back down. "You made him move," he grumbles, obviously talking to Grace. "I was comfortable."

Will ignores him -- he's still looking curiously at Grace while he tries to figure out this unexpected display of....affection.  Not lust, not need, nothing like that, just...actual affection.  It almost makes this thing the three of them have seem less like a fluke and more like a thing.  The idea makes him a little nervous, considering his bad luck with people leaving and how hard losing one person he loved was, but, by the same token, Will sort of likes the idea too.

Grace cuts through his train of thought by curling a loose hand around the back of his neck and leaning in.  "Since you're awake now..." she murmurs, "May as well do this right."  With that, Grace brushes her lips against Will's once, so light it almost shouldn't count as a kiss, then stands up and makes her way toward the bedroom door.

"What's so funny?"  Will asks when she just shakes her head and grins at him.

"The look on your face.  Priceless."

"Okay, I give up."  Tunny grumbles again and rolls onto his back, propping his hands behind his head.  "Since both of you won't shut the fuck up and let people sleep."

Will looks down at Tunny and raises an eyebrow.  "Did you forget to take a Midol or something?"

Grace rolls her eyes.  "Don't worry," she says to Will, "He's always a grouch in the morning.  It's okay though," she turns to Tunny, "Because I still love you anyway."

"Awwww," Will simpers at Tunny, being as deliberately obnoxious as possible.  He laughs when Tunny answers by simply flipping him off. Will only just masters the impulse to make kissy faces, because Tunny would probably respond to that with actual violence.

Grace clears her throat loudly. "For the record, whatever this is," she gestures between the three of them, "I'm okay with it if you boys are okay with it. On one condition," she holds up a finger to punctuate her point. "I don't want this to turn into some Days of Our Lives sort of thing where I get killed by someone's long lost hermaphrodite twin."

"You won't know it's a twin if it had plastic surgery like they always do on those fucking things," Tunny retorts. "Or it could be Will's secret love child," he adds, his eyes widening.

Will just stares at Tunny for a second. "Okay," he finally says, "Two things. One," he holds up a finger, "You're more likely than I am to have a secret love child considering what a raging man whore you were in high school. Two," he holds up another, "I'm deeply concerned that you know so much about soap operas. I could've sworn you had balls as recently as last night."

"It's all her fault," Tunny jerks his head at Grace, "She makes me fucking tape them while she's at work. I don't actually pay attention except to that one blonde chick 'cause she's fucking hot." When Will still just looks at him with one eyebrow raised, Tunny adds hastily, "Plus Jerry Springer comes on right after so it's always on when I switch to that channel anyway."

"Uh huh," Will says, his tone still skeptical. "Sure. By the way? Just so you know, you're never allowed to make fun of me for the zombie makeup ever again."

"Or else what?" Tunny raises an eyebrow right back.

Will gives him a beatific smile. "Or else Johnny finds out about your T.V. watching habits."

Will only just barely manages to keep a straight face when Tunny actually turns pale. "You wouldn't..."

"Try me, shitbag."

Tunny swallows. "You realize no one would believe you, right?"

Will huffs out a short laugh. "Wanna test that theory?"

"No," Tunny answers quickly, "Because then I would have to kill you and dump your ass in a river somewhere, and that's just a lose-lose situation for everyone." He jerks his head at Grace, who's leaning against the bedroom door with her arms folded and an amused smile playing on her lips. She stands up and holds both hands up in front of her when she sees they're paying attention to her.

"Oh no," she says, "I'm staying out of this one." Will hears her laugh as she walks off down the hallway toward the front door.

Will watches her go, still stares off in that general direction even after he hears the front door close behind her. He feels...wrong...somehow, like he should be sadder or something. After all, he lost Heather once and for all -- even though they'd always managed to work it out before -- and almost lost Natalie. Of course, that's excluding this weird, fucked up thing he has with Tunny and Grace.

And yet? Will finds he doesn't feel quite so bad. Not great, of course, but not bad. Who knows? Things could actually work out for once.

"Hey," Tunny nudges Will in the ribs with his elbow. "If you're thinking about bailing again, you can fucking forget it. Don't even think about it."

Will just looks at Tunny wordlessly for a moment or two, then sighs and smiles a little one-sidedly as he lies back down and pulls Tunny's arm around his waist again.  "Just shut the fuck up and go to sleep, will you?" he replies easily.  The overthinking thing can wait a little while.

[The End]




Um...hopefully y'all enjoyed that? Someone? Anyone? Comments of all kinds are welcome, all I ask is to remember my poor fragile creative ego so please phrase concrit...gently.

Cheers.

Comments

[iwillrememberu.livejournal.com]

Welll... that was pretty hot. Like very. Also? I really love this dynamic trio. And Grace, she's a pretty awesome character and she fits in very well.

Well done, you ;)

[emerald-skies.livejournal.com]

It never ceases to delight me when people say they like Grace, I live in constant paranoia that I made her too Mary Sue-ish (this is why I almost never write OCs -- which she basically is -- my nerves can't take it). Also glad you liked the dynamics and the porn itself :) Thanks for reading (and commenting!)

[iwillrememberu.livejournal.com]

I think what made the difference in regards to Grace for me is the obvious affection/love she has for Tunny and the way she tends to him sometimes. It seems absolutely genuine.

[emerald-skies.livejournal.com]

Hmmm...I'm not sure I understand what you're getting at, can you elaborate some?

[iwillrememberu.livejournal.com]

She knew he was scared of showing his leg to Will without him saying a word about it. And this:

"Will," Grace says, watching Tunny with a slightly worried expression, "if he doesn't--"

It's little details like that that show she cares, you know? And she was always kinda cute with Will too. i can't explain it better than that lol

[emerald-skies.livejournal.com]

Ah, okay, I was just making sure I understood you correctly. Thanks for humoring me :)

[bgaleb.livejournal.com]

I am absolutely delighted by this story! I religiously read all AI fics, especially from you. I am sorry I didn't comment on previous parts, but as much as I hated this awful summer, I unexpectedly found myself incredibly busy with no time whatsoever!

[emerald-skies.livejournal.com]

I wish you could see how much I grinned at the "especially from you" part, thank you so much :D It means a lot that you make an effort to keep up in spite of how busy you are, thanks for reading and for such a lovely comment <3

[mcl4r3n.livejournal.com]

:DDD So I finally got around to reading this.

Mostly, I was like this:


But I wasn't so distracted by the UNF to miss the fact that you also managed to work in some honest character development, with Will's tentative realisation that maybe he needs to make some changes in his life. *HIGH FIVE*

Seriously, though. So fucking hot.