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OH MATT. precious. I love everything. Nervous and excited for more.

"Don't - worry about it," Matthew said. He shuddered under Wilson's hands.

"I will," he said, "though. You - " and he would've continued, marked the disgraceful lack of care that Matthew showed to his own body, but Matthew had fallen on him like a - like a vulture, like a hawk.

"Kiss me," Matthew demanded, fierce and low.

For all the histrionics, he was surprisingly light: Wilson could lift him, flip them, drop to the surprisingly luxurious silk sheets, holding Matthew above him, and bite at his throat, stroke from his chest to navel. Consider the sweetness of his body. (Wilson couldn't help but note the scars: it seemed bad manners to trace them out, but when he ran fingers down Matthew's sides, his own fingers caught on swollen, puffy scar tissue: it was another maddening piece to the puzzle.)

"More," Matthew said, hazily.

"Do you want. That is," Wilson said; he wasn't certain of his role, here, exactly, but he had a good idea: he opened his legs, and Matthew's weight naturally settled more firmly between his thighs.

"Oh," Matthew said: "oh, I - oh." The naked surprise lit up his whole face.

oh god anon i'm on the edge of my seat

more please

This is adorable!

Wilson woke up proud of himself, and gloriously sore, and more than a little guilty about it. There was nothing wrong with being circumspect, it was true, but...but misleading a partner, that was shameful. A good man wouldn't have done that, not for all the dark hair and red lips and long, scarred legs in the world. It was time to - to be truly honest.

"can hear you staring," Matthew said. He pulled one of the pillows over his head. "Time is it?"

Wilson ran one hand along Matthew's flank, considering: at this point, he was almost sure, and that filled him with real regret. How to manage this situation? Wesley would undoubtedly become insufferable, and that was fair, and right, but Wilson still wanted Matthew. He found - "Not quite eight," Wilson said, slow, and thoughtful. "You should be...more careful," he said, and touched a curling snarl of yellow and green over Matthew's hip. He hadn't put that there; it looked like the result of a beating - or possibly someone had thrown him. It gave off a sickly heat.

Matthew's shoulders tightened. "Ow," he said, deliberate and careful. "I'm...clumsy. Foggy keeps telling me to get a dog."

In the dim gold light of dawn, Matthew's body looked like a bridge: solid foundation, beautiful and precise in purpose, and covered with brutal graffiti. An ugly, roping scar from his throat that looped into his armpit; a snarling bubbled bit of tissue from a stab wound, it looked like, and the bruising.

"Have you," Wilson started, and sighed, because silence would be tantamount to dishonesty, at this point, and Matthew deserved better. "Have you...become intimate. With anyone. Since you started?"

Matthew got out of bed; Wilson was nearly certain that it was calculated, that Matthew had chosen to put the king sized bed between them. It meant that Matthew, while naked, was on the side of the room with the door, and Wilson stood between Matthew and the window. "Your pants," Wilson said, carefully, and tossed them very gently in his direction.

He swallowed hard, and shrugged, elaborately casual. "That's not the best way to ask about monogamy, if that's what you're angling for," he said. Pants. Glasses. "I should go, I'm going to be...late."

"I'm not asking about monogamy - well," Wilson said, because - oh, if there was a way out of this, he would've taken it. "Matthew, the injuries you've sustained are...to be generous, they are unlikely to be the result of a civilian's life."

Matthew took a breath, and cocked his head, and even behind his glasses Wilson could see the way his eyes closed, the better to focus. He had no idea what Matthew was, but watching him remained extraordinary. He hadn't realized how well-thought-out Matthew's calm, friendly demeanor had been until now, when his center of gravity changed and he angled his body, slightly, and his shoulders went back and down. "I don't know what you mean," he said, easily.

"That was extraordinary," Wilson admitted. "You appear to gain an inch or two, maybe twenty pounds; is it deliberate?"

Ah, a wild update! This continues to be great. Fisk's demeanor is full of that careful, plodding tone and Matt is a brilliant contrast with his nervy energy and uncertain lying. I am really enjoying the way your story is progressing.

Would you consider linking in the WIP thread? This might get more attention then.

YAAAAS I have been waiting for an update on this! Thank you author thank you thank you! And now we're finally at the point of confrontation over the man in the mask OH MY GOD, good so good. Can't wait to see how that goes!

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