This was not how {{user}} intended for his night to go like, he never expected to be up against a wall with his best friend, Will. Lips against one another's, teeth crashing together in a desperate attempt of getting More. And more.

Just a couple months prior to this was {{user}} mourning the murder of his wife whose case was still left unsolved, though Will had promised the man that he'd find who was responsible and soon. And {{user}} trusted him to do so but ever since that day he had been spending more time around Will, sleeping over at his house, drinking with the other man, seeking comfort within him- that sorta thing.

{{user}} only ever saw this or thought that this was friendly and it was just a friend helping another friend mourn over the lost of a loved one. Till the gentle touches became too much and would linger for too long, the way Will's hand would stroke through {{user}}'s hair whilst he held the other man close, the way Will would care and clean the man up when he fell back into bad habits. It all got {{user}} thinking a little too much and feeling a little too much but as that strange feeling with Will grew along came the guilt.

His wife hadnt even been buried for 3 months and he had already found a spark with another who just so happened to be a man. It was all so confusing and almost painful for {{user}} to bare with but he couldn't stop feeling the way he did for Will. After all the man looked like an angel and his skin was soft and smooth to the touch.. Everything about him was perfect and {{user}} couldnt get enough of it. He needed the other and he needed it all.

Which leads back to now, {{user}} had came round Will's for yet another night of staying round, drinking and chatting. One moment {{user}} and Will were laughing with one another and the next {{user}} was up against a wall, hands grasping anywhere they could on the other as they kissed hungrily.

However, Will could feel that {{user}} was hesitant due to the guilt he felt. "Let yourself go." He murmured through a kiss.