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Mack wasn’t entirely sure where he was being herded, but he was being herded. Most of the Sharks were leading him somewhere, gabbling something about a gift, and Mack was drowning most of it out. Will wasn’t there, and that was weird. Will was always there. Didn’t feel right without him there.
They stopped at a door that Mack recognised as his hotel room, and he was all but manhandled forward. He rested his fingers on the door handle, before turning and looking at the rest of his team. “What is on the other side of this door?”
“An early Christmas gift, like we told you,” Toff said. “You’ve had such a good season so far, and we figured we’d give you something in return. Something that will make it so you can’t attend tonight’s dinner.” Everyone laughed at that, but Mack remained staring at Toff, one eyebrow raised in confusion. The rest of the group only laughed harder.
“Right… and is there any particular reason why this gift is going to render me unable to attend tonight’s dinner?” Mack asked.
“We don’t say that lightly. Trust us, yeah?” Eky said. Mack’s eyes narrowed as he looked at Eky. He was smirking, lazy in a way that Mack knew spelled trouble. Mack honestly could’ve stayed glaring at him for a while if Reavo hadn’t clapped in front of his face.
“Just go in there. And if we see you before breakfast tomorrow, we’re gonna be having words,” Reavo said. Mack huffed and turned towards the door once more. He pressed down on the handle and slowly pushed the door open, startling when the Sharks scattered behind him in a haze of raucous laughter. They were acting like a bunch of children.
“What the…?” Mack trailed off, staring down the hallway confused. He huffed again before pushing into the room.
And immediately, Mack found himself frozen in place.
Will was sprawled out on Mack’s hotel bed, legs tucked underneath him. His arms were behind his back, and he wasn’t wearing much, just his boxers and a handful of teal ribbons. They wound around his arms, tying them behind his back, and when he squirmed in place, Mack could see that the ribbons had knotted his legs together. There was even a ribbon in his mouth, muffling his small whines.
Then there was the bow. It was just as teal as the ribbons, but it sat nestled in Will’s curls, like a beacon. A small tag hung off its side, stark white in contrast.
Mack felt his mouth go dry and he only woke from his stupor when the door slammed shut behind him. He jolted before he sucked in a greedy breath and slowly crept towards the bed. Will whined and squirmed harder, his hips bucking up into nothingness.
“What’s this, huh?” Mack said, unable to stop himself. He snatched the bow from atop Will’s head and flipped the tag over, reading what it said. To Mack. You’ve had a good season, so enjoy your gift. ;) -Sharks. Mack laughed softly and flung the bow across the room before slowly trailing his fingers down through Will’s hair until it brushed along his jaw. He gently cupped Will’s face.
Will’s eyes were shiny with tears and he whined softly, frothy spit puffing around the damp ribbon in his mouth. Mack hummed softly and gently dragged his thumb over Will’s bottom lip before he hooked a finger under the ribbon and tugged it free. It dropped to Will’s chest with a wet splat.
“Mack,” Will whined. He was panting softly, mouth puffy and red, shiny with spit. It made Mack’s head spin. “Do… do you like your gift? It was my idea.”
“Oh, baby… I don’t like it,” Mack said. He leant in close, dropping his voice to a whisper as his hand ghosted over the bulge of Will’s cock. “I fucking love it.” Will gasped, goosebumps dotting his skin as he tipped his head back.
Mack eagerly took advantage. He dotted the lightest of kisses along Will’s neck, teasing and taunting, before he bit down and sucked the skin up, ensnaring it between his teeth. Will moaned sweetly and Mack felt more than saw the flexing of his arms as he desperately fought against the teal ribbons, trying to reach up and hold Mack.
“Fuck, please untie me,” Will whimpered. Mack smirked and licked a stripe up Will’s neck before he pulled back. He looked Will up and down, eyes slow so as to give Will time to process what Mack was thinking. “Mack, baby, please.”
“Why should I? You look so good like this, all wrapped up for me,” Mack practically purred. His skin was alive and buzzing now, and he was starting to understand why Reavo had said he didn’t want to see Mack until the morning.
Mack was already assessing that he wouldn’t see anyone until midday.
“Mack, c’mon. At least untie my legs, they’re really starting to hurt,” Will pouted. Mack cooed, meaner than he should’ve, and leant in, pressing his lips to Will’s. His hands groped at Will’s thighs, the heat of his skin contrasting sharply with the coolness of the ribbons.
When Mack pulled away, he slowly started unknotting the ribbon, lips exploring Will’s neck and shoulders as he murmured sweet nothings. Will continued to whine, hips bucking up and legs flexing.
“I… I’m already prepped,” Will admitted. Mack hummed excitedly, gently biting down on Will’s shoulder as he finally pulled away the ribbon winding around Will’s right leg. He switched over to Will’s left leg, much more impatient this time.
A heady mix of love and lust broiled in Mack’s stomach at the idea that Will had gone out of his way to do this for him. To prep himself, yes, but also to bind himself with ribbon and employ the help of their team to deliver Mack towards his gift. Even the way he’d thought of this, how he’d wanted to do it for Mack, made Mack’s stomach twist pleasurably.
“I love you,” Mack murmured, the second ribbon falling away from Will’s skin. Will immediately whined and squirmed, trying to untuck his legs from underneath him. Mack gently pushed Will onto his back, arms still trapped behind his back, and coaxed Will’s legs out. The skin was lined with imprints from the ribbons and Mack couldn’t help but groan at the sight. He leant down, dotting his own marks along Will’s thighs.
“Mackie, fuck… please fuck me,” Will begged, hips grinding against the air. Mack groaned again, Will’s desperation making him dizzy, and immediately dipped his fingers under the waistband of Will’s boxers. He tugged them down and off, throwing them across the room without care for where they landed.
“I’ve got you, baby,” Mack said. He trailed a finger along Will’s ass, a hissed curse falling from his mouth when he felt the slickness that greeted him. He smirked up at Will as he dragged his tongue slowly up his length.
“Ahh, please,” Will mewled. His legs were shaking with anticipation, and Mack couldn’t help but bite his thigh again, tongue laving over the sting seconds later. “I know you’ve got, fuck, got a thing for putting stuff in your mouth, but can you fuck me already?” Will whined.
“Don’t act like my mouth doesn’t drive you crazy,” Mack teased. Will huffed, cheeks tinting crimson, but he didn’t protest. Mack pulled back and clambered off the bed, quickly stripping his clothes off before settling between Will’s legs once more. His arms were still bound up in teal ribbons, and it made Mack’s cock twitch excitedly. “You look so good like this.”
“You’re a fucking freak, of course you’d be into this,” Will said. He was aiming for mean but it just came out pathetic. Mack would’ve loved it all the same. Will hefted his hips up and wrapped his legs around Mack’s waist. Mack hummed at the movement and leant down, kissing Will again. He coaxed him to relax into the sheets and when Will was flat, eyes closed as he panted from the intensity of Mack’s kiss, Mack flipped him, tugging his hips up.
“There. Perfect,” Mack said. He dotted kisses down Will’s spine before he pressed his tongue flat against his hole, the synthetic taste of lube greeting his tongue. He could hardly bring himself to care about that, too busy diving into Will’s tight heat, relishing in the hints and teases of Will’s taste that greeted his tongue.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Will cried out. He was shifting weakly, attempting to grind back against Mack’s face. It made Mack fuzzy and he reached under Will’s torso, hand wrapping around his cock. It took only a few presses of Mack’s tongue and a handful of strokes before Will was cumming with a cry, voice breaking.
Mack pulled back. His chin was wet with spit and excess lube, and he licked his lips to savour one last taste before he wiped his face clean. He could see the bottle of lube on the bedside table, and he reached across for it before he slicked himself up. He was getting desperate himself now. “Ready, baby?”
Will whined, the sound muffled by the sheets. Mack couldn’t wait to have Will arching against him, head resting against his shoulder as Mack took what he wanted. He knew Will would give it. Mack tapped the tip of his cock against Will’s rim before he slowly pushed in, groaning at Will’s tight heat.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight for me,” Mack cursed. He sunk all the way to the base and stayed there, shifting and grinding minutely to make Will drool. That was something about Will that Mack loved, in amidst everything else. The endless dripping drool that spilled from his mouth when Mack got him wound up enough.
Mack slowly traced a finger over the ribbons that bound Will’s arms together. They were knotted together at his wrists, leaving him unable to separate them, shoulders pulled back. Curling his fingers around the knot, Mack tugged, pulling Will upwards. His cock shifted even deeper inside Will and Will responded with a wet whine.
“Mack, fuck, come on, c-cum in me, please,” Will begged. His torso was arching against Mack’s chest, head angling backwards so he could try and catch Mack’s eyes. Mack hummed softly and cupped Will’s chin, tilting his head so he could claim Will’s lips in an awkward yet messy kiss. It was like pure fire had been shot into Mack’s veins.
Sometimes Mack thought of Will like a drug. Addicting, alluring, his number one weakness. But Mack didn’t mind being addicted. Not when it was Will. Not when Will was like this, all wet and desperate as he tried to fuck himself on Mack’s cock.
They parted from the kiss and Mack started fucking his hips forward, revelling in the sweet noises that slipped from Will’s mouth. He reached down, curling a hand around Will’s twitching, oversensitive cock. It was still sticky with cum from his first orgasm, and Mack gathered up the release on his fingers before slipping them into Will’s mouth.
“Taste how sweet you are for me, baby,” Mack purred. Will’s muffled moan went straight to Mack’s cock as he sucked on Mack’s fingers, and Mack knew all at once that he wasn’t going to last long. He also knew it wouldn’t take long for him to recover, however, to be ready and rearing to go again. Will got him like that more often than not.
With his fingers in Will’s mouth and the other curled around Will’s waist, Mack started thrusting harder and harder, delighting in the way Will responded. His hole clenched and tightened around Mack’s cock, and his mouth wasn’t much better. Frothing spit trickled down the knuckles of Mack’s hand and the tips of Will’s teeth caught on his fingers, jagged and sharp.
“Fuck, Will baby, I’m close,” Mack spat out, teeth grinding together with a viciously gritty sound. Will gasped and Mack didn’t even need to look at his cock to know Will was cumming again, his hole spasming around Mack’s length.
“In me,” Will slurred. Spit flew from his mouth, speckling the sheets. Mack cursed and tore his fingers from between Will’s lips, hands bracketing his hips as he pushed Will down onto the sheets once more. He pounded into him harder, delighting in the way Will got louder and louder, the whole room full of their sounds. The bed thumped against the wall and Mack couldn’t help but smirk.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking good for me. Taking me like you were fucking made to,” Mack hissed out as he came, hips stuttering to a stop as he spilled into Will’s tight heat. Will mewled softly, fingers twitching against his lower back as he slurred out a litany of ‘yes’ and ‘yours’ and ‘made for you’. Mack slumped across him for a few moments, panting sharply as he tried to cover his breathing, before he pulled back and out of Will.
Cum trickled out of Will’s hole and dribbled down his balls, pearlescent drops smearing onto the sheets underneath him. Mack groaned when his cock twitched at the sight. It was recovering quicker than normal, but Mack knew neither he nor Will could actually go again quite that fast, no matter what his cock said.
“Don’t tell me your hard again,” Will groaned. Mack muttered a soft apology that had Will huffing. “I hate you. Now untie me already, my shoulders are burning.” Mack pressed a kiss between Will’s shoulder blades before he started deftly undoing the ribbons, the teal fabric flowing through his fingers as he stripped Will’s arms bare. Indents lined his skin, deeper than the ones on his legs, and Mack gently soothed a thumb over them.
“Come on, let’s go to the shower. I’ll give you a massage,” Mack said. He stood up from the bed, Will following after him. As he went to prepare the shower, back already turned towards Will, he heard a yelp followed by a thump. When he turned back, Will was on the floor, legs splayed out on either side of him. Mack laughed in shock. “Are you…?”
“Yes. Help me, don’t just stand there and laugh!” Will chastised. Mack continued to giggle as he picked Will up bridal style, arms bracketing his frame. Will sighed wistfully and pressed a soft kiss to Mack’s jaw. “Did you like your surprise?” He whispered.
“I did, thank you, baby,” Mack said. He gently placed Will down as he turned to the shower. He flipped the dial to the right settings. Not his preferences, but Will’s. As the water slowly warmed up, Mack turned to Will, bracketing him against the wall. He pressed their lips together, soft and sweet. “How did you get the rest of the team in on this?”
“I’m very persuasive, you know? And everyone’s tired of hearing us fuck anyways. Figured if I promised to do it whilst everyone was out, they’d be more inclined to help,” Will said. He was blushing all splotchy, like he did when he got embarrassed, and Mack couldn’t help but laugh, gummy smile flashing.
“Who tied you up then?” Mack asked. Will huffed and blushed darker at that. “Please tell me it was like… Toff or Reavo, and not one of the younger guys. I might get jealous if it was.” He wouldn’t. He knew Will was his.
“It was Collin. He was the only one I trusted,” Will muttered. Mack laughed fondly and shook his head. Will lightly pinched at his hip before he shuffled forward, trying to reach the shower. “Help me get to the shower, already.”
“Can I fuck you again?” Mack asked, slowly guiding Will towards the shower. He pressed his cock against Will’s ass, the wetness from the lube and Mack’s own tongue too enticing. Will hissed and slapped his shoulder, but most importantly, he didn’t say no.
“Just shut up already.”
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It was 11:43am when Mack and Will finally made their way out of their hotel room and down to the main food hall. The rest of the Sharks were already milling about, finishing off their breakfasts, or starting on their lunches.
“Oh, look who decided to join us!” Reavo called. All eyes turned towards them before a cacophony of hoots and hollers sounded. Will huffed and flipped them off, but he didn’t pull away from Mack’s side. Mack knew it was because Will was still struggling to walk, but he liked to think it was a devotional act.
“Reckon you could walk to the table on your own?” Mack muttered teasingly. Will slapped his chest and started to walk off, wincing with each and every step. The rest of their team were quick to pick up on it, laughter sounding out.
“Fuck off, all of you,” Will said. He buried his face in his arms, resting against the table. Mack giggled and crossed over, sitting next to him and allowing Will to nuzzle into his side. “Tell ‘em off, Mack, they’re being mean.” Mack hummed.
“You sort of brought this upon yourself,” Mack said. Will huffed and looked up at him with a glare before he leant forward and bit Mack’s jaw. Mack hissed but didn’t push him off. He welcomed the sting. It would remind him of Will. He heard fake gagging noises and when he looked up, Eky was grimacing at them.
“Get a fucking room!”