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PLEASE READ: I do not know how boarding schools actually are. I am using my own ideas/interpretations for this AU. The dorm is set up with their beds on either side at the back of the room, Bran has the left and Wil, the right. They each have a nightstand in the space between with a window above them. Both of them have desks on the head of their beds. Their school makes them wear uniforms Mondays and Thursdays. Okay, please enjoy!
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A partly opened cardboard box sat on Wils desk, their new uniforms for senior year had arrived and Wil had already dug into the box, busy in the bathroom trying them on. Planning to get his boyfriends opinion
Bran lay on his bed, the sheets weren’t on the mattress yet; they stilled needed to be unpacked
“Wil are you almost done” Bran asked, he was right outside the bathroom door while shirtless except for his stylish boxers peaking over his pair of jeans, Wil was on the other side buttoning up his blazer
“One sec” he replied
He turned the door knob and stepped out, Bran took a step back as he got a full body look of Wil, who was wearing:
A dark red blazer with a white button up under, and a pair of black pants paired with black shoes
“You look cute” he said, looking all up and down
“You sure?” Wil said, uniforms always either made him look like a nerd
“As sure as I love you” Bran replied, walking back towards Wil and reaching a hand behind his back
“Fruity much” Wil teased, switching his mood
“Alright bro— or is that ‘too straight?’”
“Mmm I think it’s just natural for you, to be queer, especially like how you wanted me to change in front of you”
“Okay but who doesn’t”
“That’s up for discussion”
With quick thinking, Bran spun Wil around, holding his hand until he was right in front of him, his eyes piercing into Wils
He wrapped his hands around Wils waist, getting touchy along the fabric
“You were behind that door for too long”
“I could argue so were you”
Bran leaned his forehead up to Wils, their small height difference being more obvious, “do you admit that you missed me”
Wil peered his eyes up, “I miss you when I can’t see you for twenty minutes minimum”
“I think I’ve been told of where I stand” Bran pulled back
“Oh so how often do you miss me” Wil asked
A smirk spread across Brans face, wanting to speak his whole dirty mind, yet containing himself
“Every second we’re apart” he replied
The moment paused for a second before Wil spoke up
“Well your lips are apart from mine” he attempted at flirting
With zero hesitation Bran brought his lips up to Wils, starting out slow and paced
Wil was, at first, shocked by Brans sudden movements, standing still for less than a second before he responded. Once he got the proper feel of his lips on his, he leaned fully in
Brans hands magically appeared in Wils curls, he could feel Wils warm hands on his waist. The warmth bringing a smile to his face
Bran kept getting stronger with his kisses, like as if he put his whole body into it, he probably was though, at least from Wils perspective
They both fell into a steady rhythm, both passing kisses evenly between each other
Wil felt Brans body reactions: his skin tingling when he adjusted his grip on his bare skin, him trying to containing himself while making out, the way his hands combed through his curls
It was all encapsulating and hot to him
Bran could feel the longing for Wil building up in him, wanting so hard to escape. He rushed himself mid make out, bringing his body up on Wils, fully full body kissing. He moved his hands around, trying to exhale the feeling for Wil, impossible
He broke the kiss before he was completely taken over, taking a small step back with his hands at his side as he stared into the features on Wils face, highlighting the dark color of his eyes as they stared back
Blood rushed everywhere on his body, his face turned red as he grew erect from his sight of Wil
“Is…is it too hot for you too?” He tried to get at, wanting Wil to take his layers off one by one as he helped
Wil stood puzzled until Bran carefully moved his hand up, taking a small tug at his blazer
A slick smile spread across Brans face, he looked directly in Wils eyes, deep in thought
Wil was definitely thinking, his response “in the works”
Bran stayed patient, taking the extra seconds to cover his boner with his hands
As soon as Wil opened his mouth, Bran focused his attention back, “oh fuck yes Brando” Wil spoke, smiling into every word
A grin too appeared back on Brans face, he got closer to only an inch away from Wils body
“You know… I did need to change out of these clothes anyway” Wil teased
Bran was unbuttoning the two buttons on Wils blazer, his excitement peaking through his movements
“Finally” he thought to himself
Wil pulled the blazer off of him throwing it to his bed
Bran looked at Wil until his eyes focused, “d-do you want me to?” His hands were at his white button up
Wil nodded, he helped Bran by starting to unbutton at the top and Bran at the end of his buttons
As they met in the middle, Wil rushed that shirt off of himself, tossing it to his blazer
Bran took a good long look at Wil, the curves and outline of his abs made saliva pool in his mouth
Wil couldn’t take his eyes off Bran either, as he was busy kissing him to take a proper look earlier
He noticed the bulge in his jeans, Wil stepped closer, reaching his hand out to touch Brans arm
He grabbed the loop of Brans jeans with his other hand, pulling Bran close by the belt loop and his arm
“Let’s move to the bed now” he smirked
Bran couldn’t wait any more seconds, still trying to contain himself but with a noticeable eagerness and slight urgency as they rushed to their beds before standing in between them
“Go to mine, way easier to clean up after… ya’know” Bran spoke
“You’re just too lazy to do any laundry” Wil teased
“So are you” Bran snarked back
Brans mattress squeaked as they both sat down, some slight tension hung in the room
Wil was the first one to close it by bringing his lips up to Brans, very faint and airy
“There’s something I’ve wanted to do all day” Bran said as Wil pulled back
“Alright Bran, go along” Wil replied
Bran hurriedly leaned in, creating contact with Wils neck and his lips
He held his lips there, patiently sucking on his skin tenderly and as careful as possible with Wil
Wil sighed heavily, the suction on his neck felt relaxing to him, his body warmth warmed up with how close Bran was
He even turned slightly towards Bran so it’d be more comfortable
After about fifth teen seconds, Bran took a quick break, kissing his skin just like he would his lips before slowly back down and lightly sucking Wils neck just like before
As the seconds passed, drool ended up slipping down Brans face and dropping on Wils body
It sent shudders through his veins, very noticeable to Bran. He quickly finished leaving his mark and pulled back but just after licking his spit trail that he left
“You’re kinda wet right now” Bran said, implying on his skin
“Not just there” replied Wil, taking his hint but leading it somewhere else
Bran reached his hand down, grazing his hand against Wils crotch
The simple gesture sent nerves through Wils veins, he looked into Brans eyes with puppy dog eyes
He replied silently by unbuttoning the button on his pants, pulling the zipper down before crouching in front of him and bringing his pants down
Bran sat back down, “you should be matching with me” Wil joked
With no doubt, Bran ripped his jeans off until he was only in his boxers with his dick throbbing inside them
Bran first continued by sticking a hand into Wils boxers, a smile widening on his face as Wil leaned back, groaning
“You weren’t lying, you’re so slick” Bran said
Wil took deeper breaths, his cheeks turned red not only from Brans hand but also his words
Bran started at the tip, creating circles as he faintly touched it. Easing Wil until he could get rougher
He moved his hands along, still softly, Wils dick, grazing and stroking the skin
Wil shuddered, “fuck Brando” he whisper talked
Bran went further, rougher as he slid his hand up and down before forcing back on the tip. He traced circles again, this time with more pressure
Wil moaned out, the walls of their tiny room echoing it
Bran quickly stuck his fingers from Wils boxers to Wils mouth
Wil quickly and softly spoke, “are you stopping”
“No, I’ll just have to wash both hands” Bran replied, moving on with his right hand, it grew slick from Wils pre-cum
As he kept making circles on Wils tip, Wil whimpered into Brans fingers, the pleasure eating him alive as much as he wanted to moan out Brans name. Let the whole floor know that he was off limits
Bran circled different shapes on the skin of Wils dick in a brief break before going even rougher on the tip
He added more pressure on it, very deliberate, wanting to make Wil cum out
He could sense it was soon anyways, Wils breath increased
In a short second Wil had shot his cum onto Brans fingers and his boxers, he moaned into Brans fingers in his mouth, they muffled it to the best of their ability
Without leaving any extra time, Bran fully brought Wils boxers down, taking his dick in his mouth to “clean up” all of Wils mess
Wil paused, the sensation catching him unexpectedly, the coldness of their room on his skin to Brans warm mouth
He sucked him deeply, until he was all out, Bran still stayed in between his legs, bringing his tongue around Wils dick
“Bran…” Wil quietly spoke, Bran pulled back
“I don’t think I can… again”
“You can, I know you can, just once more. Tell me when it’s too much” he replied, bringing the head back into his mouth
Wil fell back into the bed, spent out and knees weak, yet still being hit with wave after wave of pleasure
Brans fingers slipped out of Wils mouth and into his thighs to control him
Bran hurriedly sucked Wil strongly, the sound slightly filling the room as Wil whimpered with every movement
The feeling built in Wils core, he was close, again
With Bran also fully erect, the seam down his crotch was tugging on his dick. As the pressure built in Wil it also did in Bran
With no moment to spare, Wil came out into Brans mouth. His cum spilling onto his tongue, more sweet as he kept sucking. Bran held his other hand at the base and rung Wil out
He pulled his mouth out after swallowing each load, tapping Wil on the shoulder before leaning back on his hands
Wil sat up, looking into Brans eyes
Bran stood up, he groaned before speaking, “you’re so hot as much as I am hard”
“Nice simile” Wil replied, he brought his hand to Brans boner, touching it softly with a small grimace on his face
Bran looked up, breathing in deeply before Wilson sent him over the edge as he creamed himself
“Such a good boy” Wil teased, though meaning each word
Bran sat right next to Wil, “I’m tired” he spoke, “well you should probably shower after what’s happened in your pants” Wil joked
“Mmm later, I want to sleep now” Bran said, leaning back and laying down
Wil stood up, his knees still wobbly and having to sit back down
Bran grabbed Wils hand, “aww if you can’t walk you’ll just have to sleep on my mattress, with me”
Wil reluctantly laid next to him, turning his body to look into his eyes
“Goodnight, gorgeous” Bran softly spoke