SURPRISE PART 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Picture of how Damon sees Will

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William's P.O.V

I could tell before Julian even said a word that they weren't back yet.

For one, if they were, I would already be hovering off the floor while Damon hugged me so tight I'd be breathless. And secondly, Julian wouldn't just be sitting in the middle of the staircase looking so glum.

"They're okay," Julian says as he brings himself to his feet and descends the last few stairs, "I sent the patrol teams out again, just in case. They are fine, they said they'll be back tonight. I guess they're just enjoying being in their fur."

I nod at that even as a frustrated huff leaves me.

It was creeping into the afternoon and while I was ecstatic to hear that things between Damon and Aiden were going so well, I wanted him back.

"I'm starting to think maybe they're avoiding us," I joke and Julian smiles just a little.

"Maybe," he agrees.

"Perhaps we're bad mates?" I poke hoping to get something more out and it works.

Julian raises his chin and scoffs, "if anything, we're the better halves."

That gets a laugh and snort out of me and Julian chuckles too, his easing posture helping me to relax a bit more.

Julian was really nice, the sweetest in the family after Peter, and while he'd always been kind to me, there were times that I still felt on edge around him. 

Not because I didn't like him or anything, I just got the vibe that his kindest was like Damon's. Reserved specifically for those he loved, and I was just a little scared of what he was like against his enemies.

I got the impression that when Julian was really mad, he made everyone in this family look like monks.

"You can stay the night if you want," Julian offers hesitantly, "that is if they keep avoiding us and stay out longer. And of course, only if you feel comfortable being here with us. If not, that is perfectly okay William. I just thought it might be nice, to sleep with the family if they don't come back tonight. You can use Damon's room and bring the pets over... if you want"

Julian's nervous explosion only stops when he catches me smiling. 

Blurred as my sight was, when Julian looked down and rubbed his neck, I could see the heat rising up his neck and to his ears.

I might have just found the source of Damon's blushes.

"It's up to you," he finishes with a weak laugh that trampled on the rest of any nerves I felt surrounding Julian.

Even if Julian was a deadly force to others, he clearly didn't think of me as anything close to his enemy. Not if he was trying so hard to get me to feel comfortable.

"I would love to," I say honestly which makes him straighten like an excited puppy, though Julian was nothing like a puppy.

"Really?"

"Really," I confirm with a laugh, "and even if they do come back, I'd like to spend the rest of the time waiting with you. If that's okay. I think it would be nice to spend some time together."

That makes Julian smile so wide I thought he'd tear his lips apart. A high happy sound escapes him and he reaches for me before he quickly snaps his hands back and steps back three paces, "sorry! I am so sorry William! I di-"

"It's okay," I say holding my own hands up, "no harm done."

Still, Julian looked panicked and kept apologizing while my heart kept fulling itself with joy. When I compared Julian to my own parents, he was genuinely sorry for almost touching me. Mournful and apologetic while my mother- Karen, had blamed it all on me.

The difference between them was astounding. It was crazy to think that I'd ever thought that Damon's parents could be anything close to the monsters mine were.

When Julian realises that I'm truly okay, he exhales and relaxes for only a moment before his excitement greets him again and he looks around wildly, "what should we do first? We can have lunch if you haven't eaten already, I can show you some photo albums or home videos."

I don't say anything about the photos, Julian was too eager and I didn't want to pop his bubble by reminding him that I wouldn't be able to see much of anything he showed me. 

Besides, it would be fun just looking at them and listening to the stories that accompanied them, stories I was certain Julian would tell in very fine detail.

"All that sounds amazing but can I just add one thing to the list?"

"What? Anything." He agrees quickly.

"Damon's birthday is coming up and I have a surprise for him, I'm sure you guys do too?" I said it as a question but in his crazed chatter, Hagen had told me earlier how the family was putting together 'the biggest party' ever for Damon's birthday.

Hagen had a hard time keeping secrets.

"I want to help set everything up," I say when Julian nods his head, "I still don't know everyone and their families too well, and it would really help just covering those basics with you."

"Done," Julian replies with a pleased smile, his blonde hair bouncing on his shoulders, "I was going to ask you if you wanted to help me plan and shop for things, but..." he falters as his eyes drift from mine, "I thought you were afraid of me."

Shit. My heart crumples up inside my chest at Julian's sudden hesitancy and withdrawal, and I kick myself internally a million times for not being as discreet with my personal shit as I thought I was.

"I'm not, anymore," I say quickly because I knew lying would get me anywhere with a werewolf, "I was just on edge with everything at first, the whole werewolf thing and I thought maybe if I did something wrong you'd..." I stop myself from making things worse. "I was scared at first or hesitant, but I'm not anymore. I promise."

Julian's blue swirls lift and he looks at me, probably searching for the lie.

"I promise I'm not. Now I just would really like to get to know you better."

Julian smile grows once more and the pain in my chest alliviates. 

Nodding his head, Julian wraps his arms around himself to cut off the possibility of him hugging me as he says, "I'd really like that, William." 

I grin at him and his hesitancy from earlier falls away entirely, "so, lunch first?"

"Lunch first," 

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"I refuse to believe that!" Julian exclaims in utter horror.

"It's the truth," I confirm, laughing to myself at his outrage.

"You're telling me that you told my son that you were blind and he asked you if you were sure?" Julian repeats slowly, each word screaming his disappointment, "Damon? My son, Damon?"

Giggling I nod as I cup the glass of water in my hands, "yes and then he said that I didn't look blind."

Julian buries his hands in his face, letting his hair fall to block his face while he groaned with shame.

"Damon, Damon, Damon," he whispers to himself like it was the saddest song in the world, "my foolish pup."

I only laugh harder, my hands shaking as I try to bring my cup up for some water. 

As planned, Julian and I had lunch while we talked over Damon's birthday plans, who would come, what I should expect and know. I thought I was a planner but I had nothing on Julian who'd pulled out a planner he'd made for the whole event.

Julian liked to be organised.

But because of that, we'd sped through the finer details until our plates were empty and we were both smiling while I told Julian all about how Damon and I met, and then slowly fell in love and he was eating it all up like candy.

It was nice sharing it with him, sharing it with someone who really cared and wanted to hear every little detail.

"In Damon's defence, when he found me, I wasn't this open with people." I say gesturing around us, "He had to put in a lot of work to get me to open up to him." 

I smile as I recall all the little things he'd done for me, things I'd never realised took effort and time to make me feel comfortable around him. 

"He was a little clumsy sometimes and yes, he said stupid things, but nine point nine times out of ten, he was perfect."

That makes Julian smile as he raises his head and looks at me, "you're not just saying that to make me feel better?"

I shake my head quickly, still laughing a little at his dramatics, "every few days when I'd come home from work, we'd run into one another in the hallway and I always thought it was a coincidence, but it wasn't. Damon used to wait with his ear up against the door and come out on the days he deemed were appropriate."

My chest warms and my heart tries to melt inside of me while I remembered how Damon had tried to explain to me how he and Theo used to calculate how many times they could pull off that trick with me. 

I hadn't even noticed when sometimes they'd come out of the elevator when I leaving my apartment, but that was all brilliant planning too.

"Our first date, he got a really beautiful room at this gorgeous, Japanese restaurant for just the two of us. There were candles everywhere and lots of light so I could see properly and he made the reservation weeks in advance when he realised Japenese was my favourite."

Julian coos as he settles his hands in his face and watches me with wide blue eyes, "I never knew my son was a romantic."

"He is, and it makes up for the 'are you sure' moments."

Laughing so hard he rocks in his chair, Julian nods, "I suppose it does."

I stand to my feet and get our empty plates, ignoring Julian when he tries to stop me, I take them to the sink and clean it all up while he watches from the side, a fond smile still on his lips.

"I'm glad he was happy when he was with you," he whispers almost to himself, "I've only wanted him to be happy, for all my children to be happy, and knowing how happy you make him... it's all I ever hoped for."

My chest fills with pride and I fail at trying to hold back my smile, getting Julian's approval was like a stamp on my passport to some tropical island.

"He's happy now, being home," I promise him with a glance over my shoulder, "back with you guys and the pack, he's very happy."

"I hope I can keep that up with his birthday celebrations," Julian reveals sounding a little nervous, "if things are going as well with Aiden as it seems, it should make things even better."

"I think they are," I reply with enough optimism for us both, "Damon's been waiting for this for a long time, I know how badly he's been wanting to talk to Aiden," when Julian only nods, I add, "and you."

His blue eyes shoot up at that, and the icy swirls focus on me with an intensity that made me tense a bit, "me?"

I frown a little as I try to figure out whether or not I just said the wrong shit, "yeah."

With the way Julian just stares at me, I think it was the wrong shit.

After a moment, he shakes his head and releases a weak chuckle as if the idea was foolish, "we will talk, eventually, but I think it's Aiden he needed this day with, they've always been closer."

I close my mouth to stop myself from saying the things Damon had confessed to me that night I dyed his hair at one a.m. in that bathroom.

But I remembered all the things he'd said so clearly. How close he used to be with Julian, how he'd spoken about all the things they used to do together before he thought he'd had to change completely when they started to differ and Peter grew closer to Julian.

Damon might've been closer with Aiden now, but I could hear that night how much he missed the relationship he once had with Julian. 

But Julian didn't know that because Damon had never even told him why he grew distant in the first place.

Turning away from the dishes, I ask, "Have you gotten Damon a gift yet?"

Julian frowns as he looks at me, "I've gotten a few, I'm trying to narrow it down," he admits almost sheepishly and I smile.

"If you're looking for something perfect, you should try finding a few documentaries for you guys to watch together," I say as gently as I can, "and maybe a fantasy book or two you guys can read and share thoughts on."

Julian's blurred blues widen and he sits up suddenly as if he'd been shocked, "how did you..."

"Damon told me," I reply with a small smile, "what you guys used to do."

I didn't want to overstep, but I hoped this might be just enough of a nudge in the right direction to get the ball rolling.

Julian raises his hand to his mouth, utterly stunned and silenced by it for a moment.

When he looks away, he releases a breathless chuckle and shakes his head, "I didn't think he remembered."

He sounded awed, like he was in a dream and didn't know how.

"He does," I confirm, "he remembers a lot and I think... I think he'd really love it if you did those kinds of stuff again."

With a stiff nod that didn't break him from the clouds, Julian stares at some part of the kitchen floor for a long while, silent and breathing slowly.

Maybe I'd said too much. 

Maybe I'd brought up something that would just bring about more problems. Maybe I'd just set Damon up for pain when he was more than likely going to come home on cloud nine.

Before I could spiral from my doubt, Julian looks back at me, "I'll give it a try," he declares with a warm smile, "I'll try and hopefully it works, but thank you Will. I really appreciate you telling me this."

A massive grin takes my lips as I nod my head like a puppy, not even trying to hide my excitement from Julian's promise. I didn't know exactly how Damon would react initially, but I knew for certain that he'd be happy beyond measure at Julian's offer when it came.

If I wasn't excited for his birthday already, I sure as hell was buzzing for it now.

Raising his head suddenly, Julian stills like a state before he jumps from his seat with a smile, "they're in pack lands."

Not needing to be told twice, I switch the tap off and rush after Julian as we make our way out of the house as if it were on fire. 

Julian leads us to the same spot we'd said goodbye to our mates yesterday and looked out at the vast woodlands, suddenly looking every bit as antsy as I'd felt since Damon left.

I flex my fingers beside me as I shift from foot to foot, remind myself to breathe and relax. 

"They're almost here," Julian promises beside me.

I nod, not trusting myself to say anything that didn't make me sound even more manic than I probably looked.

"It's hard, being away from your mate," Julian whispers knowindly. I glance at him and find his blue swirls already focused on me. "But with time, it gets a little easier."

"How?" I question, his statement seeming impossible.

"Well the bond gets stronger and the connection runs deeper so you feel more secure with it," he says before he chuckles to himself, "but it's a bit of a double-edged sword because the distance hurts even more if they're away for too long."

"A day apparently is too long," I reply and he laughs again.

"Your bond is still very new, it'll ease up in time," Julian promises and I offer him a grateful smile.

He returns it but it's short-lived as he suddenly snaps his head forward again, stepping forward just as Aiden and Damon come bounding out of the woods.

My body lights up like a firework display. Everything inside of me threatening to combust as my swells in my chest, pumping itself with so much joy that my breathing falters as I head straight for my beautiful white wolf. 

Damon darts away from Aiden and heads straight for me, his dark blue eyes pinned on me with a focus that blares loudly through our bond.

Slowly himself down just enough not to trample me, Damon's tongue lolls and our bond sings its pleasure when we finally meet and I could feel him. Close and with me, exactly where he needed to be. 

"You're home," I groan against him Damon pushes and rubs me, his mass of white fur threatening to bury me alive as Damon kept circling me excitedly. 

Licking me and rubbing himself all over me, Damon doesn't leave a space between us while I tried to get my hands on any part of him I could. 

Laughing, I try to hug him, try to get him to settle but Damon was far too excited and before I knew it, I was on the ground with Damon hovering over me, his tail swinging like a lethal whip.

"You're too fucking cute," I giggle as I reach you and bring his massive head down so I could nuzzle him while I scratched behind his ear. Damon melts, almost dropping his massive wolf onto me as he presses his nose into my hair, "I missed you so much."

Finally shifting, Damon circles his arms around me and hugs me tightly, like he'd never let me go again. He hauls me into his lap, locking me so snugly against him that my lungs protested. 

But I didn't complain - couldn't complain, not when I finally felt settled. My soul right and happy with my mate so close, his skin against mine allowing those blissful sparks to erupt between us.

"I missed you too," he whispers finally, his voice rough and ragged, "I missed you so much."

I close my eyes, letting myself melt into his protective arms while Damon scents me greedily, rubbing his nose along my collar and neck, rubbing his cheek against mine like he wanted to drown in my scent. 

I dig my fingers into his hair and scratch gently while I press gentle kisses to the soft spot behind his ear that made Damon croon and lean into me more.

Content beyond measure, I could stay exactly like this forever.

But to my annoyance, Damon pulls back first. Annoyance swells and then quickly fades to nothingness when I spot the lopsided grin on his face. 

With eyes so bright they sparkled, Damon's usually sharp features seemed softer now as he smiled at me, showing all his teeth and all his joy.

I press a kiss to his nose and he makes a warm happy sound as he leans in for another, "I love you."

"I love you more," he whispers before he kisses my lips in a chased kiss, "love you so much."

It'd only been a day, a few hours without one another, but it'd felt like an eternity that had tried to rip my soul into pieces. But Damon was back now and he was already bringing the shreds back together.

A muffled sound to my right reminds me that we're not alone.

Looking nervously to my right, I expect Aiden and Julian to be looking at us, uncomfortable and knowing, but instead, I find them in their own tangle of limbs, too caught up in one another to notice us.

Heat creeps up Damon's cheek as he brings us to our feet, letting me stand on my own but not letting his arm around my waist fall away. He makes a coughing sound and Damon's parents part from the deep kiss they'd been engaged in.

Still wrapped in one another's arms, they look over at us with wide, surprised eyes while their hands remained clenched around the parts of clothing they'd been trying to tear off.

It was still strange seeing Damon's parents clearly. 

Aiden was a massive guy, I'd always known that, but seeing him properly made him look even more imposing. He had desolate, black eyes that weren't brown or anything like that, just a deep black that seemed to run like a bottomless pit.

His dark hair just added to the omniscience, but his smiles threw it all off. When Aiden smiled, his face transformed into this light, bright thing that showed off a sort of boyish charm that mixed perfectly with his age.

Julian on the other hand was the complete opposite. 

Where Aiden's features were full and warm, Julian's was sharp and cold. His piercing blue eyes were even more intimidating when combined with his acute jawline and cheekbones. His ice blonde hair made him look like something out of a movie.

It was crazy enough looking at them and realising just how awesome werewolf genes were, but when I'd seen the family properly for the first time, it'd been a well and honest mindfuck.

They all looked the same. Each and every one of them had a part of the other in some manner, quiet or loud.

While Hagen and Josey had Julian's sharp features in their jaws and high cheekbones, they also had Aiden's smile and eyes, his charisma and dark hair too. 

Peter looked exactly like Julian, they'd told me that before and I'd thought they were exaggerating but they weren't. Peter was a fucking carbon copy of his dad, with the same long blonde hair, light blue eyes, sharp features and lean build.

And Damon was the perfect mix of them all. It was like if Damon got exactly 50% of Aiden and 50% of Julian. He had Julian's eyes, but they were a deeper blue as if there was a touch of Aiden's black in them. He had Julian's sharp features as well, but when he smiled, it was all Aiden and his charm.

I'd always assumed they were all adopted like Levi, but when I'd seen them, it was clear that Aiden and Julian had deviated to surrogacy after. 

My only question was how they'd managed to use both their sperm. I didn't think that was possible, but this was the supernatural world so there had to be an explanation.

I planned to ask Damon about it at some point when we were alone.

"Sorry," Julian mumbles as his ears heat up and he leans a little closer to his husband.

"I'm not," Aiden declares with a proud grin. Julian frowns at him but Aiden just grins at him, his aura far lighter than it had been when they'd left yesterday. 

"Since you guys are shameless, Will and I are going to leave before you try to scar me," Damon says already tugging me away from the pair. "We'll see you soon."

"Soon," Aiden replies with a nod. 

The pair exchange a knowing look before their smiles turn warm. 

Things had gone well then, and more than just well by the looks of things. I wanted to quiz Damon already, to find out everything, but I knew he'd feel more comfortable doing that in the suite when it was just the two of us.

"I've fucking missed you," Damon groans as he tugs me closer, pressing his lips to my head and kissing me obsessively. 

"I fucking missed you too," I reply mockingly while I try to keep up with his fast strides and possessive arms, but Damon was a big guy. 

With no warning, Damon picks me up bridal style and kisses me everywhere he can, making me erupt in helpless giggles as I clung to him. Any other day, I'd tell him to put me down, but knowing he was just as happy as I was to be together again was a heady thing.

"I'm locking you in that suite and not coming out until I smell just like you," Damon declares as he nuzzles my neck. "I want to be covered in wild honeysuckle and cranberries."

"Is that so?" I challenge even as I beam at the prospect. 

"Mhm," he hums, raising his knowing eyes to mine, "that's not a problem is it?"

Tucking myself closer into his chest, I press a kiss to his collarbone and shake my head, "when could that ever be a problem?"

Damon grins happily, his pride showing with every step he took as he walked us home, but he was basically skipping with how bright our bond was glowing between us. Even when people looked at us, Damon only smiled, greeting them so nicely some of them froze completely while others struggled to stammer out a reply.

It was euphoric to see Damon so happy.

After everything that he'd gone through, having him come back to me brighter and whole was like walking on sunshine.

"Did I miss much?" Damon asks as he looks around.

Thinking about Mekhi and my plans for him and Nikola, I nod my head, "I'll tell you everything once I get my fill of you."

"Your fill huh?" Damon teases and I nod.

"My fill," I bite out slowly, sparking the lust in Damon's eyes that pushes him to walk a little faster.

When we make it to our suite, Damon barely sets me down before he all but dives to the floor to greet Blaze who came hopping straight over.

Tucking him into his arms, Damon fawns over his chubby bunny who was clearly basking in the attention. Sassy comes to me, purposefully waking Damon with her tail on the way over and ignoring his growl while she leaned into my palm.

"Did he miss me?" Damon asks hopefully.

"He claimed your pillow," I reply bitterly. I never thought fighting a bunny would be hard until it came time to sleep and I found myself fighting over a fucking pillow with Blaze.

Damon grins at that as he takes his shirt off and gives the whole thing to Blaze who dives into it happily and emerges from the headspace with a chunk of it in his mouth.

"You spoil him too much," I grumble as I give Sassy a pat, letting her head out the suite to do whatever she did in the pack lands before I closed the door behind her.

"He deserves it," Damon argues as he comes to me, pulling me into him with that deliriously happy grin of his.

"Things went well?" I question, settling my hands on his naked arms and rubbing them gently.

Damon nods his head enthusiastically, "better than well," he says wistfully, "it was perfect Will. We talked about a lot of shit and it was good, really good. Then we just ran, for most of the night and today, we just ran together." Damon's blue eyes turn a little dopey and he smiles even wider, "it went a lot better than I hoped."

"I'm happy for you," I say honestly as I pass my fingers over his neck, "it's so nice to see you so happy."

"It's nice to be happy," he replies as he presses his head to mine and lets out a slow breath, "things are getting better, for all of us. I finally feel... good."

Breathing together, I tighten my hold on Damon, letting our bond say all the things I couldn't put into words.

We'd been through so much already; pain, love, growth, emotional turmoil that sometimes hurt so much it felt physical, but we'd done it together. We'd healed together so that we could stand on our own two feet when needed and that's what Damon had done his dad.

He'd stood on his own feet and I couldn't be prouder of him.

"I know I keep saying it," I whisper against him, "but I've really missed you."

"Cried yourself to sleep?" Damon prompts and I can't help the laugh that escapes me before I shut him up by pulling him in for a kiss.

Damon gives himself over to me as I push myself onto my toes to take my fill of his warmth, taste and love. With his arms wrapped tightly around me, Damon keeps me exactly where I was meant to be while I claimed his lips as mine.

In the back of my head, logic told me we should at least talk before we got to this but my mark burned for Damon and that beat logic any day.

I needed him to make the pain of not having him go away.

Parting his lips for me, Damon moans as I slip my tongue between his lips while I try to scale his body. I don't get anywhere but Damon takes pity on me, lifting me with ease, he hooks his arms under my legs to keep it hooked around his waist and groans when our erections meet.

Our tongues battle but he lets me win, lets me taste every corner of his mouth until I'm sucking on his tongue exactly how I planned to suck on his cock.

"Bed, now," I mumble between kisses and Damon licks at the corner of my lips with a warning growl before he complies.

Damon takes his time walking us to our room as if he wanted to torture me with the wait. He went step by step with his cock pressing against my ass with an eagerness I loved bringing out of him.

When we finally make it to our room, I break from our breathless kisses to plant them to his cheek and jaw instead, "I genuinely think I'm addicted to you.

Damon chuckles between his appreciative hums, "Lucky you," he says smugly but the words quickly turn into a whimper when I bite his neck hard, "fuck."

"Lucky you," I correct as I lick over the bruised skin.

Throwing me onto the bed, Damon quickly climbs on top of me, pushing my legs open to lay himself down between them, "I think there's a bit of misconception here," he teases while he grinds his cock against my thigh, "you're blessed to know me."

I raise a challenging brow as I roll my hips against his, loving the way his heavy body pinned me to the mattress, making it impossible to do anything other than wrap my legs around him and pull him in closer.

"Now," I mumble against his lips, "we both know that's wrong," I lift my chin, letting Damon dive down to suck on my neck, "do I have to remind you how I'm your own personal jackpot? Because I can."

"Maybe," Damon whispers against my mark, the feel of his lips against it making my cock leak in my trousers. 

"Are you sure you'll be able to keep up?" I challenge as I hook my foot behind his knee and roll us over. Pressing myself up from his chest, I take my lips away while I roll my hips, rubbing my ass against his straining cock, "if I pushed you Damon, and I mean really push you," I brush my thumb over his stiff nipple, "would you keep up?"

Already breathless and dazy eyed, Damon rocks his hips upwards as if he was trying to get inside of me despite the layers of clothes between us. 

The thought made my dick leak.

Settling his hands over my thighs, Damon pushes the ends of my shorts back, rubbing his fingers against my inner thighs and the beauty spots there while his eyes remain trained on the bulge in my pants. 

I smile down at him as I press back, rubbing myself against his cock while I continued circling my thumbs over his hardening nipples again, this time playing with them both.

"Damon," I prompt and he lifts his eyes to mine, his gaze looking slightly confused.

"Huh," he whispers, his face adorably lost even as his hips kept thrusting up.

Leaning down to press a gentle kiss to his lips I shake my head, "don't worry baby," I whisper against them before I slide down his body like a snake, tugging his pants down as I go, "I'll take care of you."

Damon helps me take his pants off while he wrestles out of his top, his urgency only spurring me on. When he hooks his fingers under his underwear I place my hands over his to stop him and I settle myself on top of him again.

"Let's leave this on for now," I tell him as I pass my tongue over the path between his pecks while I settle myself between my legs. "I just want to play with you for a bit."

"Play?" Damon asks as he watches me lick and tongue him, each touch too much but not enough.

"I want to enjoy you, your body," I explain after lapping at his right nipple, "after having to go without you for so long, I want to milk out every drop of cum I can from you."

Damon breath hitches and he arches into a moan when I bite down on his nipple, letting my teeth pinch the sensitive nub while I cup his heavy balls.

Damon owed me two days worth of cum, and I planned to get every drop of it.

"Will," he moans beautifully, his fingers digging into my skin, desperate for something to hold onto.

"Hm?" I question innocently while I roll his balls through his underwear that was growing wetter each second.

I focus on Damon's nipples for longer than usual, licking them and biting them until they're so sensitive that a light flick made him jerk beneath me. Only then do I pull his underwear down, watching with greedy eyes as his precum smears down his legs before his cock escapes the fabric it was trapped in and slaps against his stomach; thick, heavy and leaking.

My favourite treat.

"Don't worry about holding back," I say as I take the base of his cock in my hand and lick my lips, "I want everything."

"Oh fuck!" Damon moans as I swallow him whole, taking him to the back of my throat and holding him there while his precum slides down my throat.

I pull back slowly and follow his length with my hand, stroking him in all the areas my mouth exposed. I settle on his tip, sucking the red, angry head between tight lips while I jerked him into my mouth, squeezing every drop of his precum onto my tongue.

Fucking addictive.

Looking up at Damon while I rub my cock against the mattress, I fail at my silent attempt to not get myself off while I watched my mate fall apart because of me.

Damon's dark eyes were heavy now, his light lashes highlighting his lust while he pants from his parted lips that were wet and red. If I wasn't sucking him off I'd be kissing him again, sucking on those lips instead to make them pouty and swollen.

Pushing Damon's legs up, I keep my eyes on him while I pass my tongue over his balls and taint, lapping sloppily to make him blush and Damon delivers beautifully. 

Embarrassed and suddenly shy, Damon tries to close his legs but I take his balls in my mouth, feasting on them with a hunger that made his whimper.

"Will, ahh! Stop!" Damon begs, but I don't dare.

When Damon's entire face is red, I let them go and lick my way up his cock, pushing up until I tasted every inch of the underside of his cock.

At his tip, I circle his head over and over again, loving the way his face crumpled before I sucked him down again.

But the whole time, Damon keeps his eyes on mine, not daring to shift them away.

Damon knew by now I'd do much worse if he did.

"I.. fuck ngh!" Damon whimpers, his eyes shifting over my head to watch my hips move while I dug my hips into the bed. 

I could honest to God get off like this, just watching his face made me want to cum. 

"Will," he cries desperately as he tries to push me away, his cock jerking in my mouth his only warning.

I hold on, sucking on his tip while I stroked him and keeping my grip firm while I jerked him onto my stretched tongue until Damon finally stopped fighting me and came in my mouth.

Damon squeezes his eyes shut as his orgasm runs through him, a broken cry escaping his lips while he shoots down my throat. I moan around him, stroking and sucking him in unison while he kept cumming and cumming, coating my tongue and throat with his cum everytime I thought he was done.

I struggle to swallow it down, but even with some running down my chin, I couldn't stop moaning with how fucking good he tasted and felt, how desperate he looked while his legs trembled around me.

When the last drop falls and Damon finally opens his eyes, I take his sensitive balls in hand and squeeze.

"Agh!" Damon groans, bucking and trying to pull away from me while I kept sucking his head, "W-Will!"

I'll stop when you're hard again - I say through our link, taking advantage of what I knew would drive Damon even crazier - I told you Damon, I want to play with you.

"Fuckkk!" Damon moans, his body arching from the bed when I squeeze his balls again.

How does it feel? - I ask, while I dip my own hand into between the sheets to stroke myself - your cock in my mouth? Your balls in my hand?

"Stop," Damon begs but I couldn't when his cheeks were already heating up just the way I liked it.

I had a serious fetish for Damon's blushes.

All I can taste is your cum - I tell him, pumping my cock faster now - all over my tongue, my gums, my teeth. You've coated my mouth, you're everywhere baby.

"Will," Damon whines, his cock growing harder with each passing second.

My stomach's warm now, you gave me so much - I confess, loving the way it made Damon's eyes glow and his blush brighten.

Damon's whimpers turn into broken cries, desperate and beautiful in all the ways I loved to make him. But he was plaint for me, plaint and hard in my mouth while he waited for what I'd do next.

"There," I say parting from his dick that was wet and hard again, plopping against his stomach and jerking as if it was ready to go again.

Climbing up to Damon's lips, I kiss him slowly, letting him taste his cum and lick what I'd missed clean while I rubbed my cock against him, wanting so desperately to cum. 

"I want to prep you," Damon says, breaking from our kiss and already pulling me up his body.

Not waiting for me to undress, Damon tears at my clothes until my hole was exposed for his greedy tongue.

"Oh God," I cry as Damon tugs me down and licks a path straight up my crack.

Manhandling me until I was settled over his face, Damon wraps a hand around my leg and takes hold of my cock through my tattered clothes.

"Ahhhh!" I moan as I watch Damon stroke me hastily while I felt his tongue taste into me, "Oh God! Oh God!Oh God!" 

Circling his free hand around my leg, Damon spreads my ass and pushes me down onto his face, wetting my hole with his tongue while he licked me all over.  

Like he was hungry for it, Damon sucks on my hole and licks around it like I'd done to his balls before he slips his tongue inside me.

"Damon," I moan, already on the edge of cumming with only his tongue just poking inside of me. "Ungh!! I-I'll..."

Using his strength to lift me with one hand, Damon tears the rest of my clothes off with his other and brings his lips to my cock just as my orgasm rushes through me.

Tears build in my eyes as Damon sucks me down, using the skills he'd developed with me to take every inch of me while I shot down his throat. 

Damon sucks on me greedily, giving everything to me while he held me exactly where he wanted me. Half suspended in the air with my cock buried in his throat.

That just made me cum harder, the way he held my entire body over him, swallowing me down while he lifted me up and down to his pleasure. 

Watching it happen, feeling it happen...  it made my orgasm feel like it would never end.

When Damon pulls off and sets me on his chest again, his hands holding me up are the only thing that saves me from sliding off the bed.

"How was that?" Damon asks breathlessly, his eyes hopeful.

"Perfect Damon," I rasp, still trying to catch my breath, "it was perfect."

Damon grins smugly before he licks his lips and lifts me up again, "good, cause I'm not done."

Damon doesn't give me a chance to respond as he settles me back over his face and gets back to eating me out. His tongue drives inside with a force that made my legs shake around him as he searched for the pleasure spot inside that turned me inside out.

"Deeper, please Damon, go deeper," I beg, rocking back on his face, desperate to feel that wet muscle more.

"Mhmm," Damon moans into me, his hands spreading me even wider for him.

Damon fucks his tongue in and out of me, growling and moaning between his canines while he stretched me open.

It's not long before his tongue presses against my prostate and I almost cum again.

My brain pulls itself apart, everything turning to a mess of blur and white I could die in if Damon kept his tongue inside of me forever.

Pushing a finger in beside his tongue, Damon stretches me open with both; licking, touching and claiming me in all the right ways.

He takes his time with me, exploring my balls, taint and hole with his tongue while he worked his fingers into me with a precision that others only dreamed of. But Damon knew every place to touch, exactly how to drive me crazy, until I was panting above him, my cock hard again and leaking all over him.

For anyone else I would try to move or clean it up, knowing how it would upset them to have precum in their hair, but this was Damon.

Damon liked when I marked him with my cum. He liked when I came on him, even if it was just precum, he liked it when some part of me smelt like him.

At first I thought it was strange, uncomfortable even, but when I came on Damon's chest and he got that happy look like if I'd fed him after a week without food, it quickly became something I loved to see.

By the time I'm no better than better, Damon has three fingers nestled inside of me in addition to his sinful tongue.

"T-That's enough," I manage while I try pulling at his wrists, "I need you inside of me." 

Tugging until his fingers spreading my ass finally uncurl, I raise myself up on shaky legs but Damon keeps his fingers inside of me. Thrusting in at a painfully perfect pace that had tears welling in my eyes.

"Where's the lube?" Damon asks, his words coming as snarls through his elongated canines.

"Top drawer," I answer while I reach over, digging through my messy belongings for the half-empty bottle.

The second I find it, Damon tries to snatch it from me but I don't let him, pushing him back down where he belonged beneath me. 

I take his stunned reaction to slide his fingers out of me and press myself up by his chest.

"I have been waiting to fuck you like this for a long time Damon," I tell him while he looks up at me, his canines making him look perfectly feral, "I'm in charge tonight."

Damon stares at me for so long I thought he might try to say no, but instead, he nods his head stiffly, "okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay," he confirms, licking at his canines impatiently, "you're in charge."

The words make an almost evil grin spread across my lips as I pour lube onto my fingers to coat Damon with before I press a bit more inside of me, all the while I keep my eyes on him. 

"I'm in charge," I remind him as I line him up with my entrance.

Damon nods, his mouth pooling with saliva as he watches me lower myself down onto his monstrous length.

I take my time, going slower than I needed to, just to draw it out for Damon as he'd done to me earlier. But also for my own good, with every inch I took, the harder it became to breathe. 

Damon's cock was big and perfect inside of me, but getting it inside always took a bit of effort. With me on top, it was even harder so I took things at my own pace while Damon gritted his teeth beneath me, watching the way I slowly took more and more of him with harsh pants.

When he's settled inside of me and my hips rest above his, I let myself suck in the greedy breaths of air I needed.

Damon was hot inside of me, his pulsing cock stretching me so wide I thought I might tear, but it felt so good too, like he was crushing my prostate just being inside me and my dick jerked, ready to cum again.

Looking down, I watch the way Damon pants, struggling to stay still beneath me while his fingers clawed at the sheets as if I were the one inside of him.

"What's wrong?" I ask while I pass my hands up and down his chest, scraping my nails against him to make him shiver, "do you want me to move?"

Damon nods his head and I smile, "words please."

Glaring at me, Damon keeps his mouth shut, trying to fight what we both knew I wanted and would get.

"I'll need words from you Damon," I say gently even as I clench down around him, making us both moan as fresh sparks of pleasure erupt between us. 

"You're such an asshole," Damon groans, his eyes growing heavy with lust but defiance as well.

But that only made me hotter, Damon knew how I adored our power exchange when we were in bed. He knew how driving him to pleads and whimpers made me cum just as hard as when he pinned me down and made me beg.

"Not those words baby," I whisper as I take one of his hands and direct it to my cock, "tell me what you want and I'll do it until I cum all over you."

Damon's eyes roll and he immediately wraps his arms around me, stroking me like he wanted nothing more than my cum in his life. 

But I stop him, holding his wrist still while I fight back my own pleasure to get what I wanted out of him, "what do you want Damon?"

"Goddess have mercy," Damon groans before he finally gives in, "ride me, fuck me, make me cum. Do whatever you want to me Will, just let me have you. I need to have you."

"You want me to fuck you?" I question, my mind zoning in on those words as I settle myself onto my feet with my hands on his chest, Damon could take my weight.

Red rushes up Damon's neck and I grin as I lift my hips before I let them fall again, taking every inch of his cock back inside of me. This time my eyes roll as Damon's cock presses into me the way I knew it would, making me feel so full and stretched that I immediately needed more.

"I'll fuck you if that's what you want," I manage breathlessly as I pick up the pace, fucking myself on Damon's cock like he was a dildo made for me.

He was.

Damon's heated cheeks deepen and he tries to look away from me, but his eyes came back just as quickly. I smile, proud and beyond turned on from the feel of that constant slide of Damon's cock that was dripping so much precum I already felt like he'd cum inside of me.

We both knew I wasn't talking about actually fucking him, but that second layer of maybe just made it hotter.

"I'll fuck you until you cry," I promise and Damon moans, lifting his hips just as I slam mine down.

"Nghh! Ah!" I moan, my entire body shivering with pleasure at the intrusive force that made me see colours.

But I couldn't have that, if Damon got his way I'd be the one below him in no time and I planned to live up to the promises I'd made him.

So I settle myself back on my knees and roll my hips in a slow, purposefully circle. 

Damon jerks inside of me, his mouth parting in a silent moan while his hands flew to my hips to settle me.

"Don't move," I growl as I continue circling my hips, letting his cock slip in and out of me while I rotated above him, over and over again while I clenched around him, "you just lie there and let me have your cock."

"Don't say ngh! Ah Goddessss! Don't sat s-shit like that, fuck Will!" 

"Like what?" I ask as I start riding him a little faster, taking him in and out, "Like how your my toy right now? Like how good it feels to play with your cock? Things like that?"

Damon glares at me despite his blush but I just smile at him, rocking my hips back harder to mimic the thrusts Damon would usually give me. 

Shaking my ass while I rocked on him, I fuck myself on Damon's cock with a force that had him growling so deep my balls tighten for him.

"Aghh!" Damon shouts before he throws his head back and cums without warning.

Damon's cum shoots inside of me, warm and so hot that it made me whimper while he filled me up. I fuck him through it, even as his cum slipped past his cock and dripped out of me, I kept riding him, squeezing and rocking, milking every drop out of him.

"Wihl," Damon tries, his eyes basically slits when he tries to open them.

But I don't stop, even with how close I felt to cumming too, I stretch my arms back and hold myself up while I fucked myself on his glorious cock. 

Impaled and loving it, I give Damon a whole show that turns him tongue-tied.

His blue eyes watch with wrapped attention as his cock disappear in and out of me, focused only on the way my cock bounced in front of him, hard and dripping down my legs and between my balls the way his cum was.

Damon watches it all, still hard and aching inside of me.

This is all I need - I say through our link, not trusting myself to get words out right now - your cock inside of me.

 "It's t-too much," Damon groans breathlessly, his eyes trained on my hole and his cock, "I'll cum again."

Cum for me Damon, I told you... I want every drop.

Damon cums again. And again.
Each time while he watches me fuck myself on his drenched cock, and each time falling into another breathless orgasm soon after.

He'd told me before how much werewolves could cum and while I planned to find Damon's limit another day, it was still insane that he was five orgasms in and still so hard.

Usually, when we had sex, Damon came twice maybe three times and he got as much out of me as he could. He'd never cum this much, and I'd never felt this fucking wet from another man's cum.

It was new but perfect.

I keep riding Damon and I don't stop. Even as he falls apart beneath me, drool escaping his lips that only got whines and whimpers out now. I keep going with sweat coating my body and Damon's too.

I ride Damon hard. 

Circling my hips, grinding down on his cock, stroking his thick erection with my hole until he was a quivering mess that would erupt again at any second.

Look at what you do to me - I say pressing a hand to my stomach where his cock and cum bulged a little. Look at how deep you are.

Damon cums again, this time in an orgasm only that leaves him shaking all over, his body jerking and his abs flexing even after it passes. He keeps moving with small spasms that made me hungry for more, to pull him apart more.

I'm soaked with your cum - I say as I press back onto his hard cock, letting us both hear the sounds that came between us - I full of you.

The words were triggers to Damon's baseline desires as a werewolf, I knew that, I loved that.  It was all the things he wanted to hear and do to me, things he tried to hide sometimes even when he knew I loved it. 

But if Damon wouldn't vocalize, then I sure as hell would.

I'll smell of you for days, everyone will know what you did to me, inside of me. 

"Wihll," Damon whimpers, his cock pulsing inside of me again while his eyes finally filled.

God, he was beautiful when he lost it. 

Drooling and so close to tears, his body trembling beneath mine and his neck and ears so red, he was everything I ever wanted.

Give me one more load and I'll give you mine - I promise and Damon whines breathlessly - I'll cum all over you.

I'd been holding myself back, stopping myself from cumming each time not because I enjoyed edging but because I knew how badly Damon wanted my cum. 

Damon loved when I felt good but he loved it even more when I covered him with the evidence of that. But I hadn't given him that, I wanted to save that for when I'd well and truly broke him.

And fuck, I was almost there.

Come on baby - I encourage him while I stroke myself with one hand, rocking just enough to tease him to an orgasm - I just need one more load.

Damon blushes as he always did from the word load, and I shiver racks through me, my cock leaking profusely now that I was finally touching it.

Cum inside me Damon, mark me as yours - I prompt and Damon's hips thrust up desperately, his eyes so bright I knew he was out of it completely. 

Look at me - I moan helplessly as I jerk myself with shaking fingers, bringing myself so close to the edge I could barely hold back - watch me while I cum on you.

That breaks Damon down completely as his tears finally fall and he cries out one final time, his cock jerking inside of me with another stream of cum while my orgasm hits me at the same time. 

A broken scream tears through me as I finally cum, emptying my balls and cumming so hard that some hit Damon's chin and neck while the rest fell to his chest and abs. 

Damon loved it all, his orgasm seeming to run according to mine while he watched every second of it with lustful eyes.

Stroking out every drop, I let my orgasm pass through me until I was breathless and barely conscious enough to hold myself up.

"That... was... amazing," I breathe out as I pass my fingers over Damon's chest, smearing my cum in.

Leaning down, I scoop my cum from his chin with my thumb and smear it across his lips. Damon moans, sucking my finger in even as his eyes rolled into his skull.

Usually Damon took care of me now, made sure I was comfortable and happy while he cleaned us up, but Damon looked dazed in a way I'd never seen him before. His eyes unfocused and heavy while his cock still pulsed inside of me like he could go again.

I almost wanted to.

Pulling myself of my mate, I crash beside him but rest a hand to his shoulder so he knew I was close until one of us recovered enough to take care of the other.

I was pretty sure that person would be me.

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THE WAY THIS CHAPTER IS CEMENTED IN MY FUCKING BRAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WILLIAM EVANS!!! A FORCE TO BE RECKONED WITH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THOUGHTs???????????????????????????????????

This chapter has 3 scenes from my other attempts at chapter 74 that I realised could all work together in one chapter if I added smut so... hehe.

I really hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, Damon and Will have been needing some more smut and this is now a new favourite for me. 

The way Will is so fucking hot!!!!!!!!!

But there was also some cute Julian and Will time!!!!!! ughhhhhhh I loved that kitchen scene!!!! 

I hope you guys are loving your surprises. There's one more to come that I will try to get out tonight, but if not, you'll get it tomorrow.

Vote and comment, comment, commenttttt!!!!!!!!!!

Until next time,

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