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“Did you know?” Travis started, passing the blunt to William after taking a hit, “that song I wrote? It’s about you.” William quirked an eyebrow as he placed the joint between his lips and breathed in. “Which song?” He asked as he exhaled. He passed the blunt back to Travis. “Cupid’s Chokehold,” he replied, lips stretching into a lazy grin. William scoffed, he was so buzzed. The air was foggy with smoke, and thank god this hotel room didn’t have smoke detectors. “What? It’s true!” William laughed indulgently and leaned against Travis. He was warm and William’s head felt light and fluffy. “Shotgun me.” Travis smirked and took a long drag of the blunt. He reached over to hold William’s chin with his thumb and forefinger, tilting his head up and pressing their lips together. He breathed the smoke out into William’s mouth and William moaned, shifting so they were closer. His head was thrumming pleasantly. He wasn’t high out of his mind yet, but he was getting there. William pulled away slightly. “There’s no way that’s true,” William said after a pause. “The song’s about a girl.” Travis hummed, curling an arm around William’s waist, hand creeping up under his shirt. “Aren’t you like, practically a girl?” He smirked and pinched William lightly. William nudged him away, but he was grinning. “Oh, shut up!” William rolled his eyes. “You don’t have to lie about writing a love song about me just to get in my pants.” He pressed his body against Travis and kissed the underside of his jaw, lips tingling from the scratchiness of his stubble. Travis tilted his head slightly and their lips met. He deepened the kiss, licking his tongue into William’s mouth. William’s hands came up to brace on Travis’s chest as he was pulled up roughly to straddle him. He ground down, rubbing their growing hard-ons together. Travis groaned against William’s lips and bit down. William felt Travis's hand splay out on the small of his back, his finger slipping under the waistband of William's jeans. William rocked his hips down again. “Fuck, wait we needa finish this first,” Travis motioned at the blunt still dangling from his fingers. William rolled his eyes. “You either fuck me right now, or not at all,” William peppered kisses along the column of Travis’s throat. “Bill,” Travis began to say but William had sucked particularly hard at the tattoo on the side of his neck and the words he wanted to say faded into a broken moan. “Okay, fuck, okay.”William smiled against his skin, pleased. Travis shifted slightly to toss the joint into the ashtray. William settled on Travis's lap, hands rubbing around his shoulders and down his back. Suddenly, Travis stood up, carrying William in his arms. William yelped and struggled slightly in his grip, scared of being dropped. Travis laughed and calmed him with a deep kiss that had William groaning as their lips moved together. He barely registered that Travis was walking with him in his arms until his back hit the cold glass of the big window at the edge of the room. William shivered at the contact and Travis smirked, setting him down gently. His hands roved up William’s sides, sliding under his shirt and pulling it off his body. William helped him tug it free from his head and tossed it aside. Travis immediately started kissing down his chest to lick William’s nipples, pink and exposed. He pushed William until his back was pressed flush against the window and moved to unzip his jeans. As Travis fumbled with the fly, William reached over to unbuckle Travis’s belt, sliding it off with practised ease. Travis had William’s jeans shoved down to his thighs when William reached into his now-unbuttoned jeans (how did he get it undone that fast?) and wrapped a hand around his cock, squeezing. Travis groaned and nuzzled up against William’s neck, mouthing at the pale skin. “Needa fuck you now ,” Travis murmured, voice dark and rough. William shuddered and nodded eagerly. “Bed?” William asked, pushing off from the window. Travis grabbed his arm to keep him there. “No, gonna fuck you here,” Travis’s hand skated up to cup William’s face. “Want to show you off.” He nodded over to the window where the skyline full of skyscrapers and traffic glittered in the night. William turned his head to look, heart rate picking up under Travis’s fingers. He nodded slowly, looking back at Travis. His pupils were blown wide. Travis grinned. William kicked his jeans off the rest of the way. Travis pulled back to look, biting his bottom lip as he drank in the sight of William; standing naked, legs spaced apart slightly, his cock long and jutting out as it leaked at the tip, his hair curling around his neck and shoulders. The room was dimly lit and the lights coming from the skyline beyond the window illuminated William’s skin, making his long limbs look almost translucent. Travis gripped William’s hips and turned him around roughly. He shoved a leg in between both of William’s and nudged them apart so he was bending over. William braced his hands on the window and arched his back, pressing his ass right over Travis’s crotch. Travis hummed in appreciation, palming the round globes and dipping his thumb into the cleft of his ass. William jerked his hips back and Travis’s thumb breached his rim slightly. “Travie,” he breathed, a hint of impatience in his voice. He turned his head and rested his temple on the window. He was panting with his mouth slightly agape. Travis kissed his shoulder blade and nodded. He pulled away and quickly went to the bedside drawer, rifling around until he found a packet of lube. He moved back to William, shucking off his shirt and climbing out his jeans as he walked. William watched through his eyelashes as Travis’s cock bobbed in the air, big and hard. He spread his legs apart a little wider. Travis touched William’s hips in greeting as he came back. “Hurry,” William grunted, rocking his ass back. Travis huffed a laugh and ripped open the packet of lube. “I’m gonna fuck you raw, yeah?” Travis said as he slipped a slick finger into William. William groaned at the slight burn and squeezed his eyes shut. He nodded and Travis sank his finger in deeper. William ground his hips down as Travis curled his finger inside, brushing against his prostate. He moaned and his breath fogged up the glass beneath his face. Travis added another finger, working him open. They haven’t done this in a while, too busy with tours and interviews and just not having the free time to kill to smoke up and wind down. William sighed when he felt Travis pull his fingers out. “Ready?” Travis questioned, one hand coming up to hold and caress William’s hip and the other stroking his cock to slick it up with the excess lube. William nodded and his head thunked against the glass. He winced slightly at the impact. Travis laughed, low and rumbly, and leaned forward to kiss William’s cheek. He positioned his cock at William’s entrance, hand cupping his asscheek and squeezing. Slowly, he pressed inside. William gasped and he leaned forward, cheek smushing against the window. Travis tugged his hips down onto his cock as he pushed in with shallow thrusts. His hand trailed up William’s spine to tangle in his hair.He yanked at the long strands, revelling in the responding whimper. William’s eyes were still scrunched shut and his cheeks were flushed red, the colour spreading down to his neck. Travis pulled at William’s hair again, tightening his grip. William moaned and rocked his hips back onto Travis’s cock. Travis knew how much William got off on having his hair tugged when they fuck. He leaned forward and thrusted his cock in fully to the hilt. William’s knees buckled and he sobbed out, ass clenching around Travis. His own cock was leaking like a tap against his belly. “Fuck, Bill,” Travis groaned out, breath hot against the shell of William’s ear, “you take me so well. So good. Such a perfect little slut, huh?” William whined and rolled his hips. Travis pulled his hair, lifting his head off the window. “Open your eyes, Bilvy,” Travis emphasised his name with a tug of his hair, “look how you’re all spread out for everyone to see.” William’s eyelashes fluttered as he cracked his eyes open. He could see the sweeping city beneath him, tall buildings that looked small from the height they were at, lights shining through windows. If William squinted, he could even see shadows of people moving around inside each rectangle. He groaned and his face went an even darker shade of red. If he could see them , then they could easily see him . “I want everyone to see you,” Travis was thrusting hard and fast now. He let go of William’s hair to place his hands on his hips, gripping hard enough to bruise. “See how you’re all mine.”William keened, tilting his head back. Travis kissed his opened mouth. William panted desperately against his lips and their teeth clashed as they made out. The room filled with sounds of their skin slapping together and rough panting. William rolled his hips back to meet Travis’s thrusts. He was so full, and god he missed this. He focused his eyes to watch Travis’s reflection in the window. His forehead was prickled with sweat and his hair was wild as it swayed with his thrusts. He had his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he let out soft grunts. “Harder,” William gritted out. “Please, fuck.”Travis grinned as he pistoned in faster, watching his cock get swallowed by William’s ass, watching William’s pale skin turn redder with every snap of his hips. William moaned, loud and drawn out. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees a man standing out on a balcony in the hotel opposite theirs. William squinted to look properly and he swore they made eye contact. William gasped, his breath catching in his throat. They were being watched. Someone was seeing him like this; legs spread as he was bent over, hands slipping over the window from his sweaty palms. He could feel his stomach tighten and the noises escaping his mouth came out higher and needier. Travis wrapped a hand around William’s cock and pumped it twice before William was cumming. His toes curled and he cried out. His cum splattered across his belly and onto the window, staining the glass. His legs felt like jelly, Travis’s firm grip on his hips the only thing keeping him up. He rested his head on the window and watched the man on the balcony go back into his room. He felt Travis last a few more thrusts before his hips stilled deep inside. William could feel his warm seed fill him up. He rocked his hips back, helping Travis through his orgasm. Travis wrapped his arms around William’s middle and muttered praises into the crown of William’s head as he came down. He pulled out gently and his softening cock slipped out. He turned William around and placed kisses all over his face as he lifted him up. William giggled, tired, as Travis carried him to the bed. After Travis cleaned him up and drew the curtains shut, they lay in bed shoulder-to-shoulder. “There was a guy watching us, I think,” William said, turning his head to look at Travis. Travis laughed and shook his head. "Nah, couldn’t have. The windows here are one-way.” William felt some of the tension in his shoulders ease. Travis draped an arm around William and pulled him to his chest. He pressed his face in the mess of curls on William’s head and breathed in. He hummed a soft tune that William couldn’t really make out until he heard Travis murmur take a look at my boyfriend, he’s the only one I got. William smiled against Travis’s collarbone. “You are so lame.” Travis pinched William’s hip. “You're lame. Go to sleep.”William laughed again and nodded. He listened to Travis’s breathing get slower and slower, until his eyes couldn’t stay open any longer. William drifted off to sleep with the song replaying in his head, all the lyrics replaced with boy instead of girl .