Title: Under Your Spell
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Will LaMontagne/Ethan Delacroix
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Rating: NC-17
Table: stories_a_z
Prompt: U
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Will LaMontagne or Ethan Delacroix, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.

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Will tightened his fingers around Ethan's hand, glancing over at his boyfriend. He'd gone to the club to listen to Ethan play, and they were walking home through the streets of New Orleans, the moon shining brightly overhead and quiet all around them.

He'd found that he liked spending part of the night after work at the club, listening to Ethan play and watching the other patrons' response to him. People obviously loved his music; he was an incredibly talented man, and Will could hardly believe that he was still here in New Orleans.

But Ethan said over and over again that he had no intention of trying to break into the music business; he loved making music, but he didn't want fortune and fame for doing it. He did it simply for the love of music, to satisfy a need for it that lived in his very soul.

That was one of the things he loved about Ethan, Will thought with an inward smile. His boyfriend wasn't the kind of person who wanted attention, or who cared about superficial things. He was the most unaffected, pure person Will had ever met.

His steps slowed as he glanced over at his boyfriend again, feeling desire rise within him. He could never look at Ethan without wanting him; he was amazed that he had fallen so fast and so hard. He'd never wanted anyone like this; Ethan stoked a fire deep inside him.

All he wanted to do was dart into the alley next to the building they were walking past, press Ethan up against the brick wall, and kiss him senseless -- then take him against that wall until they were both weak-kneed and gasping for breath, having trouble standing up ....

Will shook himself out of his thoughts with an effort, wondering just where that idea had come from. Of course he wasn't going to drag Ethan down some dark alley and take him against the wall. That sounded too much like rape to sit comfortably on his conscience.

Now, if Ethan was willing to do something like that, it would be completely different. Then, it would seem like a game, something to spice up their libidos. But he didn't think that Ethan was the kind of man who would go for a furtive back-alley lay. That wouldn't really satisfy either of them.

His boyfriend's steps had slowed as well; he was looking at Will quizzically, tilting his head to the side, a slight frown on his handsome features. "Something wrong?" he asked, his deep voice soft and husky. "You look like something's bothering you, babe."

Will shook his head quickly, knowing that he was blushing and hoping that the semi-darkness of the evening would hide the flush that he was sure had suffused his cheeks. "No, everything's okay," he managed to say. "I was just having some .... pretty naughty thoughts."

"Care to share them?" Ethan asked with a soft laugh, his dark eyes sparkling as he looked at his lover. "I have naughty thoughts all the time when I look at you. And taking advantage of those thoughts could be fun. Don't be afraid to let yourself go, Will."

Those words decided him; it didn't matter that they might be taking a risk of being caught in a compromising position. It didn't matter that he was a cop, and if he was caught making love to his boyfriend in a back alley, it could damage his career. None of that mattered.

All that mattered was taking advantage of his thoughts, doing something daring that he and Ethan both had in their minds. Judging from the sparkle in Ethan's eyes, and from his words, he wouldn't object at all to what Will wanted the two of them to do.

Tightening his grip on Ethan's hand, he moved towards the alley, his heart rate speeding up with each step he took. They were actually going to do this. They were going to cross a line, oen that he wouldn't have even dared to think of with anyone else.

Will felt as though he was under a spell, caught up in a world that he didn't want to come out of. The real world seemed to have slipped into some faraway place; the only thing that existed in the world he inhabited now was Ethan, and what they were about to do together.

Ethan's arms wound around his neck as he pushed his boyfriend up against the wall; Will could feel his lover's heart beating just as rapidly as his own was. He could sense that Ethan wanted this just as much as he did; their desire for each other was running too hot and high to be thwarted.

It only took his a moment to have Ethan's pants unbuttoned and unzipped; he slipped his hand inside, curing his fingers around his boyfriend's cock and stroking. Ethan's soft groan told him that the other man approved of what he was doing, though he hadn't doubted that for a moment.

Ethan's own hand was sliding into his jeans; Will hadn't realized that his lover had been unzipping his pants as well. The touch of Ethan's warm fingers on his cock almost made him cry out; there was something magical about that touch. No one had ever made him feel the way Ethan did.

Within seconds, he was ready, feeling as though he would explode if Ethan kept touching him. It only took a moment for Ethan to turn around to face the wall, resting his forehead against the rough surface; Will slid both arms around his boyfriend's waist, pulling Ethan back against him.

Sliding inside Ethan felt like coming home; there was no other way to describe it. He always felt a connection when their bodies were joined that he had never felt with anyone else; only Ethan had ever been able to make him feel so completely alive.

Their bodies fit perfectly with each other; he'd never been with anyone before who seemed to have been made just for him. It was as though Ethan was a part of him, as though they'd always been meant to find each other. No one else could feel like this.

The heat of Ethan's body took Will's breath away; he felt as though he was melting into a puddle, turning into nothing more than a pool of hot lava, disintegrating in the heat of their mutual desire. Even as his body thrust into Ethan's; his mind whirled, caught in a vortex.

His hand was still on Ethan's cock, stroking in rhythm with his thrusts. He knew that neither of them could last for long, but that didn't matter. All that mattered was their coupling, quick though it might be, giving them the satisfaction their bodies needed.

They couldn't have waited until they got home; walking another six blocks would have taken far too long. And this was something he'd always wanted to do -- a quick, furtive moment of pleasure, spiced with the danger of literally being caught with their pants down.

He didn't care that they might be seen, that at any moment, a beat cop who was on duty could walk right along the street only a few feet away from them and see them having sex against a wall. That didn't matter; all that mattered was that they were living out a fantasy.

He was under Ethan's spell, a spell that reduced the rest of the world to a faraway dream, a spell that drew him in and surrounded the two of them, encapsulating them in their own little world. It was a world that Will never wanted to step away from.

Will's breath was coming in quick pants, his thrusts becoming less rhythmic. He was close to the edge, but he was determined to hold back until Ethan had reached his peak; he wanted to make sure that his boyfriend had been thoroughly pleasured before he thought about himself.

As that thought came into his mind, Ethan cried out softly, his body pushing back against Will's. Will felt his lover spilling into his hand, the warm sticky rush coating his fingers. At that moment, he let himself go, stars exploding before his eyes, choking out Ethan's name.

His legs felt like rubber; Will was sure that if he didn't cling to Ethan, he would fall to the ground at any second. He could do nothing but stand there, breathing heavily, still buried inside Ethan as his arms slowly slid around his boyfriend's waist to pull him close.

"Th-that was amazing," Ethan murmured, trying to catch his breath. "I didn't expect it, but that's one of the things I love about you, Will. You always manage to surprise me. I think we ought to do things like more often. Not that our relationship needs any spicing up, though."

Will had to laugh at Ethan's words as he smoothed his boyfriend's hair back from his forehead and turned his head to press a kiss to his lover's cheek. "No, we don't need any spicing up," he agreed. "I was just acting in the spur of the moment. I had to have you, right then and there."

"No arguments from me," Ethan said with a laugh, leaning back against Will. "I don't know about you, but I think I might be ready for another go when we get back home. Only this time, in a nice soft bed. That's a lot more comfortable than a hard brick wall."

"I couldn't help it," Will whispered into his ear, nipping at the sensitive lobe. "I'm under your spell, Ethan. I just looked at you, and .... I couldn't wait until we got home. I hope it wasn't too uncomfortable for you, though. I'll make it up to you when we get home, I promise."

"There's nothing to make up," Ethan said with a chuckle, shaking his head as Will reluctantly slid out of him and began to zip his jeans up again. "That was terrific. Quick and hot and .... and damn sexy. Next time you want to do that, I'm not going to say no."

"I don't know what kind of spell you've got me under, but I don't want it to ever break," Will said softly as Ethan finished zipping up his pants and turned around to face him. "Maybe I should make 'Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered' my theme song since I've been with you."

"Yeah?" Ethan's brows rose in question, a smile quirking the corners of his mouth. "I feel the same way about you. I don't mind being under your spell, babe. It's the only place I ever want to be -- and I think it's the best place I could possibly be. I'm not going anywhere, that's for sure."

"The only place we're going is home -- and to bed," Will told his boyfriend as they emerged from the alley and headed back down the street towards Will's apartment. Their footsteps quickened as they got closer to home, both of them eager to be together behind closed doors.

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