You don't know jack about willpower

You Don't Know Jack About WillPower

Disclaimer: Not mine, no suing, please.

Author's Notes/Warnings: Sorry for the shortness of the last chapter. But this chapter will continue the plot twist with dinner and anal sex with Will and Vince so this is a half smutty/plot chapter, yahhhhh. Also I would like to thank not only the lovely people who left me reviews (who I thanked in chapter four) but those who read the fic anyway, over 1500 hits apparently. Thank you so much.

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Last time on "You Don't Know Jack About Willpower" (I personally hate this part but...it helps, dammit)

Will walked up to the brunette. “Hey, again.”
“Oh hello, gorgeous, hey what are you?”
“A phoenix.”
“A what?”
“A phoenix, a legendary bird made of fire that burns itself and is reborn from the ashes. An you are fairy?”
“Yup, the King of the Fairies.”
“So together we are a Flaming Fae?”
“I guess…” The guy looked like he was losing interest.
“I think your hot wanna go make out?” The guy’s face lit up. Will led him back to his bedroom. The guy kissed Will on the mouth and grinded against his leg, before the door was open.

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“What’s normal anyway?” he whispered back, one of Mystery’s hands traveling to Will’s stomach while the other played with his entrance, as the man smiled softly up at Will.
“Dunno, but I do know but the time I’m done with you, you will addicted to me.”
“Ah god.”
“There you go with calling me god again, I shall have to punish you.” And with that Mystery ducked and nibbled the back of Will’s knee.
“Ahh!” Will instinctively bent his knee, and the finger that had been playing at his entrance went in. The sensations of the teeth and the finger left Will clawing at the wall. Mystery push upward, sinking his finger deeper in the heat, but forcing Will to stand again. This, this is what gay sex was about! The mystery man, leaving his finger in Will’s ass to search for his prostate, set his mouth to suck Will’s dick. The result being Will moaning for more at least until that damnable blessed finger found his prostate, then the uptight gay man started to wantonly fuck himself on it, his hand grabbing for the other’s hair

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There was a soft nip to one of his butt cheeks and then nothing. Suddenly Mystery appeared almost underneath so that Will could see every bit of him (except his face which was in fact covered by a mask), and naturally it surprised him to watch as his mystery man began to fuck himself on his own lubed up fingers.“oh”

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“My name?”
“Yeah.”
“Will. Yours?”
“Jack McFarland.” Will sat straight up ripping away from the other man.
“Jack?” The lawyer pulled off his mask.
“Will?! HolyJudyGarlandandIanMcKellen’snewboytoy!!” Jack ripped his mask off and sprang from the bed.

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Jack’s imagination ran with him, with whipped cream and tropical getaways, or a quiet night in front of a fire place lazily making love to the sweet sounds of Cher. Jack began to touch the place Will had licked and kissed him. He palmed his nipple first, then the flat planes of his stomach, his cock, thighs, balls, and hips. Just touching made Jack relive the experience. He wanted more.
Will walked back in, dressed and ready for work. Jack sat up straight, pretending he hadn’t just been jerking off to his best friend’s tongue.
“Bye.” Will said and walked over and kissed Jack’s mouth, it was all tongue and lips and slow. Jack’s heart hammered in his chest. Will pulled back, and smiled. “Hey Jack, wanna go to that little bistro down on 34th?” Jack took a minute to process the question. During the sex they didn’t use each other’s name. A little when they found out who they were but not during the sex. Guess the game was over.
“You buying?”
“Don’t I always? I’m going to be late.” Will kissed Jack again, on the cheek. “See you at lunch.” And he walked out of the room.


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"I'm expecting him, let him in, Billy." Will glanced up over his reading glasses long enough to see Billy nod and exit. He returned his attention to the contract, after all Jack would be disappointed if he wasn't allowed to distract Will from his work. The door squeaked open and a masculine voice said.
"Hi, Will." Will recognized the voice and his head shot up, the business contract suddenly forgotten.
"Vince!"

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And now to the story....

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"So then my partner says 'What? No whipped cream?'" Vince and will cracked up. "Chief was so pissed off and we were cleaning fudge off the precinct ceilings for weeks."
"God," Will said, resting his head in his hand and staring over the candle-lit talble. "I really missed you, Vince."
"Yeah, I couldn't stop thinking of you." Vince smiled and reached over the table to hold Will's hand. "Look, I know that I should have called and not have...just showed up suddenly, you have a life and probably have moved on but-"
"I really haven't." Will smiled.
"Hey, how 'bout we leave and go to a hotel? My treat." Will laughed nervously.
"Our salads haven't even arrived."
"So? I like being spontaneous. I thought that was what you liked most about me?"
"Well, I also like your hair."
"Yeah I do have nice hair." Vince patted his hair. "So what do you say?" Will smiled and threw down some money to pay for their drinks and stood.
"Let's go."

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"So then my partner says 'What? No whipped cream?" Jack rolled his eyes from behind his menu. He and Karen had decided to go to dinner after their shopping spree. By pure happenchance it was at the same resturant that Vince and Will were at. "Chief was so pissed off and we were cleaning fudge off the precinct ceilings for weeks."
"God." Will looked great, Jack thought, all flirty and happy. "I really missed you, Vince." He didn't miss him so much the previous night when he was calling Jack a sex god. But Jack wasn't bitter...for a gay man...not at all.
"Yeah I couldn't stop thinking about you." Vince was soo laying it on thick. Holding Will's hand.
"Jackie, are you okay?" Karen whispered from behind her menu after dismissing their server. "You look a little red, pumpkin. Did you take one of my blood pressure pills."
"I'm fine." Jack turned his attention back to Vince and Will.
"Hey, how 'bout we leave and go to a hotel? My treat." Vince was so annoying and Will would so not go to a hotel, their salads haven't even arrived! And besides Will hated spontanity and...
"Well, I also like your hair." Will rejoined as Jack felt his heart sink. He created a monster. He led Will to being a proper gay and last night perfected it. Vince was eating up a compliment that Jack had taught Will to use, years ago. "Let's go." Will said. Vince smiled at him and stood. They left wrapped around each other. Disgusting.
"Kumquat?"
"What?"
"What's wrong?"
"Will was just here with Vince?"
"Vince who, honey?" She put down her menu.
"His ex-boyfriend, Vince, that's who."
"Oh I know" Karen nodded rapidly. "Grace called and asked me to spy on Will and Vince and I needed to drink dinner so we came here." Jack looked at her.
"You knew?" Jack said exasperated, bending over the table. "You knew and didn't tell me?" He slammed his palms down on the table bending at every sentance. Karen smiled vapidly.
"Sure why not Jackie?" He looked at her and his voice went up a couple of octaves
"Karen! Vince broke Will's heart! As his friends it is our duty to make sure that doesn't happen."
"Oh shush, you sound like Grace."
"Insulting me does not change our duty to Will." Jack shrieked out. At that point their server came over.
"Sir could you not be so...shrill? The dogs in the back ally are howling something horrible." Jack glared at him, stood, and flounced out. He needed to have sex. He needed to forget Will but more importantly he needed sex.

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They managed to keep their hands off each other as Vince got them a room and then they managed to keep their clothes on through the elevator ride and the walk down the corridor to their room. It was a posh hotel with (as Will minutely commented on before Vince started sucking on his neck) a fantastic view. But that was secondary to the Italian feast that had attached himself to Will like a limpet and the toeing off of dress shoes. Vince licked and nipped at Will's neck while trying to untuck the slimmer man's dress shirt. Will moaned as his wished Vince had pushed him up against the door or a wall or a dresser. But as it was, the only thing holding up Will was Vince's strong, broad hands around his waist leaving Will to grab handfuls of Vince's shirt. The Italian pulled Will in close, his mouth groping for Will's own. The kiss was all passion and determination, a thing of teeth and spit. Somewhere in the middle of it, Vince managed to unbutton Will's shirt and pull it off his shoulders forcing Will's arms down and back. The shirt, now out of Vince's way, went to the floor as Vince attacked WIll's belt. This was no give and take session of sex like the one Will had with Jack the previous night. This was, well, sex with Vince. As proven by Vince throwing Will onto the bed, following him shortly after, pulling Will's pants and underwear off. The moment his partner was naked, Vince latched onto a nipple, making Will moan and spread his legs a little. "Vince!" Will pushed at broad, tan shoulders.
"What?"
"Your clothes" Vince looked confused.
"What about them?"
"They're on!" Vince smiled
"Don't worry, I want to taste all of you first, but we'll get there, Will." And he latched back onto a nipple making Will arch into his mouth. Vince moved down, licking a trail down Will's stereum ending up at his bellybutton. Vince, with slow, deliberate movements, tongue-fucked Will's navel. Truman writhed under him, partily from the treatment he was currently recieving and partily from the memory of being rimming by Jack. Will started panting as sensory memory and current nerve stimulation worked in tantem. Every nerve was on fire, and all that heat traveled at the speed of thought to his groin. Will arched up and twisted to get Vince to go lower, to touch him or place his mouth on him anything to relieve some of the sensation that was pulling Will tighter then a spring. Vince sat up suddenly leaving Will with nothing but cold air and heavy breathing. "Will are you alright?" Will's body was flushed, a picture perfect of wanton. His hands reached up above his head to grab pillows in a deathgrip. His eyes were dilated. His penis was hard and arced over his belly. His legs were spread to allow for Vince's bulk.
"I want-I need-" He panted, he couldn't say it. He was normally more articulate than this. His ass ached. He wanted to be touched. He wanted Vince tongue lapping him up like he was a treat. He wanted to ask Vince to rim him or suck him but knew Vince hated to go down on anybody and thus was afraid to ask. "Vince, please." Will took a breath. "Fuck me." He watched Vince's eyes darkened with that emotion that is pure male and in response Will spread his legs wider. Vince descended and kissed Will, drank him from the mouth down. Will felt a finger circling his entrance. He whimpered into the kiss. If his legs went any wider he'd be in a spilt! Vince pushed in ever so slightly, it was as if Will's anus pulled him in. Vince moved his mouth to Will's neck and pushed in incrimentally. "Damnit, Vince!" He was tired of the teasing and wiggled to get the finger in deeper. Skin caught on skin a little and there was a edge of discomfort to the act but VInce pulled out completely and left Will alone for a second. Will's high dissappiated and he glared at Vince.
"Look at you, being all bitchy." The detective teased. "What got into you?" Will's mind flashed onto and held to the the sensation of Jack taking him from behind as Will bent over a bedpost. He flushed.
"Nothing," He said a little too quickly. "Though, I wish you would." Will canted his knees a little and placed his hands under his thighs, spreading them, so Vince would get with the program. Vince smiled. And stood. Bastard. Will's dissatification must have shown on his face because Vince laughed and started to remove his shirt. He threw it over his shoulder and then with the methodical purpose he showed all night, he removed his pants and underwear. Completely naked Vince disappeared into the bathroom. Will was annoyed. He stood and bent to pick up Vince's pants to remove the condom he knew was in the back pocket when he caught sight of himself in the dresser mirror. His hair was mussed and his skin was a flushed pink color. The bottom of the mirror was low enough to show his hard penis poking out from a nest of dark curls. Vince appeared behind him, wrapping Will in his arms. He took the condom from Will's hands and smiled at the mirror.
"YOu look great, Will." He whispered, voice filled with something that was half sex and half wonder. Will's heart jumped to his throat. Vince snaked a hand around a pale hip down to take hold of WIll's sex. "Come back to bed." The hand retreated and Will followed Vince back to the bed. Vince ripped open the condom packet and rolled the latex onto himself.
"Lube?" Vince grinned at him.
"Why do you think I went into the bathroom?" And vince held up a mini-container of liquid soap. He unscrewed the top and started to pour the stuff over two fingers. "This is going to be messy." Will nodded and laid back, spreading his legs and pulling them up with his hands, once again, on the back of his thighs. With the lights on as they were, Will felt exposed and weird. Vince pour more of the liquid soap onto his dick and, after placing the open container on the nightstand, he rubbed the liquid over himself while placing his two wet fingers into Will, who squirmed as he watched and felt those finger move in and out of him. Vince moved in to kiss Will's mouth. Fingers scissored inside of Will as a tongue explored his mouth. This is why Will enjoyed sex with Vince. He was steady and in control. Methodical as Jack had been frantic and errantic. Will wasn't sure who he like better but then his mind supplied the ultimate image, one that held in between both Vince and Jack. Vince taking him slowly from behind, Jack bent over him sucking him off. Will's mind, supplied with the image spiraled off into nothingness. When he returned to his own head, Vince had him bent in half and was slowly pounding away at him, at the perfect angle to hit Will's prostate with every stroke. The lawyer cried out, trapped between the bed and a warm body Will thrashed and bucked as much as he could. His eyes were shut tight and it was hard to draw breath. Sweat gathered at the back of his neck. Will opened his eyes and mouth, panting,Vince choose that moment to dive in and steal a kiss. As deep and lustful as the other kisses had been, this one was positively chaste but it was enough to sent Will over the edge. Back arced, body pressed to Vince's, clutching at the organ inside of him, Will came. Thick, creamy strands of semen landed everywhere, messily connecting Vince and Will. Grunting at the sudden tightening Vince continued to pound into Will, chasing his own orgasm.
Afterwards, the two drifted in a hazy, white-edged world. Evenually Vince carefully pulled out, taking care of the used condom and shuffling to the bathroom to find a towel. Will, every muscle aching, felt sticky and gross as he laid on the bed. He wanted a shower but it could wait. Vince return holding a wet and a dry towel having already cleaned himself off. He gave Will what amounted to a sponge bath as the smaller man basked in afterglow glory. "That was great." Will knew he had a dopey smile on his face, but could not bring himself to care. He looked up at Vince who was grabbing two bottled waters from the mini-bar. Vince smiled back, a towel wrapped around his waist.
"So what have you been getting up to, Will?"
"Nothing much, although Grace and I had a costume party last night."
"Really? Meet anyone interesting and new?"
"Not really." Will let his head hit the pillow as he felt sleep start to creep in on him.
"What did you go as?"
"A pheonix via the Restoration."
"Neat." There was a moment of silence as Vince joined Will on the bed and pulled them both under the covers. "Will, look at me." Will turned on his side to face Vince. Vince leaned in to give a kiss to Will. "I really did miss you." Will was already drifting off to sleep.
"Yeah," He yoned "I missed...you...too." And Will drifted off to sleep. Vince shifted uncomfortably.
"Yeah." Vince ran his fingers through an unhearing Will's hair. "But you didn't last night when that masked fairy was hanging over you."


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Jealous Jack and what about Vince? Eep! I think me and Will have gotten in over our heads.

The weird thing is that this was orginally only a one-shot....review or not but please read