Change of Heart (BCAD)

[Kitten]

"I don't know Isaac," Will said flatly. It should be illegal for the other to squirm around like that, it was such a perfect naughty squirm. "Why would I be looking at you like this?" If his instincts were anything close to right, then he'd soon be watching the other squirm for totally different reason, and it would be just as sexy to watch his firm ass dance away from Will's punishing hand.

He extended his arm, palm up, and continued to level a stern, expectant look at the small man. He also was reminded of the grey eyed man had risen to Max's snarky remarks and had totally ignored his warning from earlier.


Spencer lay still for a long time, vividly aware that the other wasn't falling asleep as well. Was the big blonde hero also rigid and throbbing in his boxers? He almost snorted, it was unlikely. If one of them didn't shift a little however, the slender brunette was going to end up on the floor. He swallowed thickly, and finally turned onto his side to give himself a little room.

"Will you," his voice came out as a squeak as he backed up just a little. "I mean uh... I don't want to fall..." he trailed off, not even sure what he could be asking his friend for at the moment.

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The smaller man clutched the bag close to his chest, his throat becoming somewhat dry. Did Will know? Had he somehow catch a glimpse of the gun and this was merely a test to see whether or not he would give it up? Surely that wasn't possible. It had to be a bluff. But if he was wrong, he could end up in a lot more trouble than he would be otherwise. Keeping a weapon hidden was definitely in violation of the contract. His mind kept going over all the possibilities until he felt like he might just give in and hand the gun over, just to get the outrage over with. But he didn't.

"I... I have no idea." He replied, his voice coming out rather quietly.


"Huh?" Max was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Spencer's voice. "Oh, sorry."

He didn't entirely know what Spencer wanted, but he guessed that he was taking up too much room, he shuffled over slightly then rolled over onto his side with his face towards Spencer. That had been a bit of a mistake. One movement or shuffle from the other and he might just discover the hardness poking outwards and tenting his boxers.

[Kitten]

Will's mouth turned down in a disappointed frown. Deep down he wanted Isaac to trust him with whatever it was he was looking so nervous about, but the dominant in him was soothed by the others sweetly soft voice. Look at me being so soft hearted, the dark eyed man thought to himself as he stared the other down.

"I'm giving you one chance," he said gently, but it was laced with steel. He wasn't that wrapped around the others slim fingers yet. "What's in that bag?"


Spencer breathed in relief, now they weren't so... he had shuffled back to take up the room that was afforded to him but froze suddenly. There was a column of heat that he'd just backed his plump ass into. His heart hammered in his chest, fingers clenched rhythmically and he suddenly wished he had his glasses to clean or mess with.

"M-Max?" He whispered in the dark room, very tentatively moving a little more. His guess was right, the other was just as hard in his boxers as he was. His brain shorted out a little, and against his better judgement the brunette reached back with lightly trembling fingers to touch the others big arm,.

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"One chance until what?" Isaac asked, his grey eyes widening at the threat.

His hands twitched as they grasped at the bag, his mind whirring to try to think of a way out of this uncomfortable situation. He could think of nothing he could say to distract Will, he could see his determination very clearly written on his handsome, yet stern, face.


A desperate twinge ran through his cock as he felt Spencer's soft ass rub against it. He gasped sharply, one of his legs twitching as he tried not to moan as well. Damn it.

He felt Spencer shift slightly, adding a little friction between each of their body parts, and he grit his teeth. He couldn't let himself moan.

Gentle fingertips touched his forearm and his eyes, which had been squeezed shut, tentatively opened again. "I, I'm sorry!" He said quickly, flustered, and rolled backwards, quickly getting out of bed and taking two steps back away from it. "I just... I'll sleep on the couch!"

He didn't want to sleep on the couch. He wanted to get back in bed and kiss Spencer. To have their bodies pressed together and rubbing and stroking and everything in between and beyond.

[Kitten]

Will continued to glare down into those lovely, worried grey eyes. Oh, he was going to have so much fun with this little morsel. At least, once they got this whole charade over with. "You can come clean like a good boy," he said mildly, Isaac was new to this after all. New to the way Will was going to do things. He took a step forward to force the other to look straight up at him. "And I will deal with it with my hand." Blue eyes continued to look calmly down as he held up one big paw.

"Or you I can find out what you're hiding in there and I'll deal with it however I see fit." It was an out and out threat for sure. Will would never let real harm come to the other, but he really would roast his ass for being obstinate and doing something dangerous or illegal.


"Wait!" Spencer jumped out of bed after the other man. He quickly covered himself with his hands, the front of his boxers was tented and slightly damp. It was dark and he didn't have his glasses, so the other just had to speak his mind and hope that what he would have liked to see was written on the others face.

"You don't have to... I mean I don't mind... that is it's okay..." he stuttered and stopped a few times. "Please don't leave." It came out as a desire filled whine that the green eyed man was none too proud of.

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Isaac's mouth opened to speak, but no words came out. He shut it again. A blush creeped over his freckled face as he remembered his little trip over Will's lap that afternoon. So that was what Will had meant. He looked up at the much taller man, seeming smaller than ever as he did so. "I... I..." His hands twitched again around the fabric of the bag, before finally, he gave under the pressure.

"Urgh, fine!" He snapped, a whine in his voice that made him sound much younger than his age. He shoved the bag into Will's arms sulkily and then took several steps back from him and folded his arms across his chest and glowered at the floor. He didn't like being forced into this corner. Being made to own up to it like he was some sort of child. If Will wanted to see what was in the bag so badly, then he could see. But he wasn't going to unzip it and hand the gun to him. He wouldn't be coerced like that, threats or no threats.


"But, Spence... I... I didn't want it to be like this." Max was touched, really touched, at Spencer leaping up and asking him not to leave. He was surprised, and still embarrassed, but the embarrassment wasn't quite as painful as it had been when he'd been afraid that Spencer would be horrified or offended at what he'd nudged against. He sighed deeply, not even noticing the other's physical signs of arousal, partly because of the dark, partly because he was so caught up in what had just happened. He may as well come clean. Try to salvage the situation and say what he'd been trying to say but backing out of for so long.

"I... I wanted to tell you for a while, that I liked you. That I liked you a lot. But I never could. Guess for a hero I'm not that brave when it comes to these things... And now, you had to find out through this." He covered his face with one of his large hands, thankful that Spencer probably couldn't make out his blushing. "It's not just that I find you attractive, physically attractive, I mean. I do of course but... I don't want you to think that's all I like about you."

[Kitten]

Will took the bag gingerly with an ever deepening scowl. He set it on the bed a moment to snatch to the others arm, bringing him back up close and landing a solid smack on the others backside. "Attitude," the big man growled. He let go, wary to stick close in case Isaac hedged his bets and made a break for it. Blue eyes perused the bag slowly, looking at the outside before slowly, ever so slowly, starting to unpack it. Isaac didn't want to come clean? Fine, then he could sit a sweat it out a bit.

When his warm fingers touched cold metal the man felt his stomach drop out. He carefully pulled the gun out and forced himself to breathe as he ejected the clip and popped the chambered round, ensuring it was totally unloaded before he set it down. Blue eyes were dark with anger this time as he turned his fully pissed gaze on the little brunette.

"At least tell me you've had some training for that thing." Was his finally whispered response after several long moments of pinning the other in place with the force of his frown.


Spencer finally gave into his ever present desire to touch the other at his admission. It was sort of surreal to finally hear the words that he'd spent so long dreaming about. Max was just as scalding hot when his small hand settled on the others big arm, it was dark and that helped a lot. Neither of them could see the others face, not really.

"You... like me?" He whispered as he stepped up close until they were almost sharing the same air. "You mean like, uh like more than..." he searched around, a little dumb with shock. "More than you like Will?" He trembled a little, warm body feeling cold suddenly now that they weren't curled up under the covers. He was panting a little, small body filled with emotion for the man who had showed that he cared even just earlier that day. If Max could have seen him he would have noted his flushed face and chest, eyes dilated and dreamy.

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"Ow!" Isaac jumped at the smack, and pulled away from Will's grip the moment he was released, his hands rubbing over the seat of his pants. He looked daggers back at Will's frown, his emotions overtaking his brain. If he had been thinking straight, then he would have known that now was not the time to be getting himself in deeper trouble by being stubborn and unrepentant. Unfortunately for him, his pride wouldn't let him.

"I've fired a gun lots of times before." He replied snappily, ignoring the feeling of dread that threatened to crawl over him. He saw that Will was clearly very angry with him. "I'm a grown man, I can carry a weapon if I wish. I don't need a lecture on it from you."

"I knew I would have enemies here, because of what I'm doing, because of what I could say about my old colleagues. I'd have to be an idiot not to have a gun!"


In answer to his question, Max also gave into his desire, and seeking the contact that was somewhat difficult to make in the dark since all the could make out was the vague features of Spencer's face, he hugged Spencer tight. Holding him close and not caring any longer if he could feel his hardness. He knew. After a few moments of the hug, he relaxed his arms and held him more loosely in an embrace, giving Spencer the freedom to move around if he wanted to.

"I like you so much. Will's my best friend, but you... You're a different type of important to me. I want you to be with me. It sounds corny, I guess. But I mean it."

He couldn't believe he was finally saying this to him. His face felt hot and he was sure he must look ridiculous, but no amount of rehearsal would have realistically prepared him. He'd tried in the past, and always backed down before saying anything.

[Kitten]

Will considered only for a moment on what to do with the recalcitrant young man before tugging the other into his bedroom. He kept his hand, iron hot on the others arm as he dragged Isaac along. "Go stand in the corner," the dark haired man said, pointing to an unoccupied corner of his room before heading into the bathroom.

He wasn't necessarily upset that the other had brought the weapon along, it was natural for someone in Isaac's position to want a little protection after all, what really burned the strong brunette was the secrecy and the others unwillingness to accept his position even when he'd been proven clearly in the wrong. Will hefted the heavy brush against his palm, feeling it's heavy weight as he went to stand behind the other. He didn't like doling out punishments like this one, but they were made even more important considering what he'd found in the grey eyed young man's bag.

"Isaac," he said simply as he stood behind the other, trusting him to have out himself in the appointed corner of the brunette hero's room.


Spencer breathed slowly, willing his erection away as he was embraced. This was Max after all, and the big hero could have anyone he wanted. The blonde had laid his feelings out bare, however, and the green eyed man was in no shape to argue. He pressed close to he body in front of him, a soft moan working it's way from the tips of his toes.

"I-I want to be with you too," Spencer breathed against the tall blonde's pecs, all thought stripped away as he leaned against that hot body. "I mean, I want to..." he chewed his lip and cast a thoughtful glance to the light switch. "I care about you. More than as just a friend."

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Isaac tried to yank his thin arm away but Will's grip was vicelike and his smaller body size and lighter weight made resisting being tugged to the other man's bedroom a vain endeavour. "The corner?" He repeated, when they arrived. He sounded offended by the very suggestion. Just because he was probably the height that Will had been when he was 10 or something didn't mean he ought to be treated like that. Nonetheless, he obeyed him, if only because he knew that if he didn't go to the corner on his own, Will would no doubt just lift him up and plant him there.

Before he had much time to reflect on where this situation was going, he heard his name being called and he looked over his shoulder at the hero. His face was still stern and his posture determined, but now he was armed with a hairbrush. Despite having never been on the receiving end of a hairbrush before (there was a reason why his hair so often resembled a bird's nest), Isaac knew what it was there for. Immediately his defiant, petulant air seemed to dissipate and he turned around swiftly, putting his back firmly against the wall, as if to shield himself from the punishment he'd earned. "Wait, wait, wait! Will, I lost my temper. I apologise for that. I just don't like being treated like a child, I didn't mean to be so rude about it." His words came out quickly and his hands gesticulated as they did. Clearly, as obstinate as he had been, when he was face to face with actually being punished, he wasn't above trying to climb out of the hole he'd managed to dig himself into.


Max could feel the other's warm breath against his bare skin and it only added to his hopeless arousal. He breathed deeply, slightly shakily. His hand slowly raised and he patted the back of Spencer's head, feeling the soft hair beneath his palm.
"Can I... Kiss you?" He asked after a moment of building up his courage to ask.
He was still nervous, still shy, but also filled with happiness and hope. Spencer liked him back. His worst fears had been vanquished.