“Jesus,” Will says. He is pacing the room, rubbing a distracted hand across his face. His cheeks are flushed, there is sweat pooling in the back of his neck, and he can’t even blame the Mexican heat for that, since the A/C in the apartment is working just fine.
Wolfgang looks up from his phone with a smirk. “They are at it again, aren’t they.” It’s not a question.
Source: al mal tiempo buena cara, by merle_p – Sense8 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Delicious first time (well, “real” first time) fic. I do love me some confused-but-horny Will! 🙂