lawless byler
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Sadly, Mike wasn't the only one with eyes in that room,
He wasn't the only who could admire the way the light caught Will's sun-kissed skin, making it glow like a summer's day. The way his mesmerizing hazel eyes shimmered, flecked with green and gold, drawing you in with their magic. The way his chiseled square jaw clenched when he was trying not to burst out laughing, the way his perfectly pointed nose scrunched up when he ended up doing so. The delicate pink blush that painted his cheeks and extended to his ears, a telltale sign of his pleasure.
He was beautiful.
And it grated on Mike's nerves.
Because, his Will was dancing with someone else.
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Boyfriends Mike and Will get into a fight and end up locked in a bathroom
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- Part 1 of lawless byler
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The sun hung high and violent over the Squawk, turning Mike into something that sparkled like a diamond. He was shirtless, his forearms corded and flexed as he hoisted another heavy box toward Murray’s van. Drips of oil and sweat clung to his pale skin, which seemed to be deepening into a golden brown with every passing minute.
Will was staring. He knew it was blatant, gross, even, but the way the sweat tracked down the dip of Mike’s spine was a siren song. He felt a desperate, irrational impulse to reach out and catch a drop with his tongue.
He had to snap out of it. They were supposed to be hauling these boxes over to that kid’s house... Dirk? Derek? to build a trap for the next Demogorgon. They were alone, the deadline was today, and absolutely nothing was getting done.
Leaning against the radio station doorframe, Will took a mental inventory. He was secretly thrilled Mike had started training with Lucas; the results, the broader chest, the lean cut of his abs, the widening of his back, were becoming impossible to ignore. It wasn’t fair.
But if Mike was going shirtless to rile him up, Will could play that game, too.
Or,
Mike and Will fuck in Murray’s van.
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- Part 2 of lawless byler
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“Forgive me. Please,” Mike groaned against Will’s skin, his forehead coming to rest against Will’s feet. “Tell me what to do, and I’ll do it. Just don’t look at me with that coldness in your eyes again.”
But Mike couldn’t give him that last thing he craved. Because a bite mark meant something.
And this—him and Prince Michael—meant nothing beyond fucking.
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Prince William is in love with his best friend. Said best friend is Prince Michael of the neighboring kingdom. They’re secretly sleeping together. Their kingdoms are at war. This is going great.
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- Part 3 of lawless byler