Alternate Universe Atton/Will.

[stuck_mynock]

Atton's possibly come straight from some sort of formal event his brother made him attend. It would explain a lot.

Firstly, why he's outside hitting a punching bag. Sitting down for a long period of time is frustrating, and difficult, and he isn't fond of it. Secondly, why he's wearing a kilt, something that is usually reserved for when he's forced to. Thirdly, why there's a very smart shirt and jacket discarded on the ground nearby.

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[will_scarlett]

Will comes out after not finding him inside and watches for a bit,

"'ow bad was it?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Incredibly boring." Atton says, stopping his punching to turn towards Will, giving him a grin. "Made me wear a kilt, too. Hate kilts."

[will_scarlett]

Will comes over and investigates the kilt with light fingers as the other goes over Atton's chest,

"Shouldna, looks good on ye."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"You would say that." Atton laughs, settling an arm around Will's shoulders.

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, I would."

He's found the hem and one hand goes up to find out how Atton's wearing the kilt.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Judging by the lack of any clothes under the kilt, Atton's a fan of tradition.

He's also leaning into Will's hand, a little.

[will_scarlett]

Now Will is not playing fair once he finds that out so his hand wanders around Atton's inner thighs and butt just brushing more sensitive places.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Kriffin' tease." Atton protests, lightly, winding his fingers in Will's hair.

[will_scarlett]

"Na teasin' just investigatin'."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Ain't much of a difference from where I'm standing." Atton drawls.

[will_scarlett]

"Well, na complainin' 'bout doin' more just dinna wish to be in trouble."

And there's a brush of that middle area, slow and gentle.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"I'd like t'think nobody'll find us out here."

[will_scarlett]

The hand strays up and over then,

"Mmm, then do like kilts then."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton laughs, reaching down to slowly undo Will's hose.
"Glad y'do."

[will_scarlett]

Now its Will's turn to moan and lean against Atton as his hand makes its careful way along his length.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton moans, softly, leaning against Will a little.

[will_scarlett]

Will kisses Atton rather fiercely, "Want ye."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton laughs.
"Should think so, too."

[will_scarlett]

"'ere then?" His hand moves upwards a bit more.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton makes a soft noise in the back of his noise.
"Right here, however y'like."

[will_scarlett]

With a lighter touch than if they were sparring, Will pushes Atton onto the ground, his hand moving up and down as he just kisses again.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton lets himself fall, sprawling out and kissing Will back, slowly pushing down his hose.

[will_scarlett]

Atton's kilt is already around his waist, happily his shirt is gone already as Will kisses and moves his hand ever faster.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton's hips rock upwards, a bit, as Atton moans softly and slides one arm about Will's shoulders again.

[will_scarlett]

Now Will just kisses him, deep and long as his hand finds those spots that make Atton so happy.