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Author's Note: Geoff/Will in this chapter. You've been forewarned.

Endings

The sound of a quill scribbled in the night. A few candles were dripping white wax all over the oak desk in the small room. Books and papers were scattered about and even defying the laws of physics to cling to every available surface. Geoffrey Chaucer may be a devoted writer, but his organizational skills were abysmal during a writing spree. The quill slowed and Geoff tapped the feathery frill against his cheek for a few moments before laying it aside. He sat and simply stared for a moment or so before hauling himself out of his chair to his bedroom just down the hall. Not bothering to change his clothes, Geoff merely flopped himself upon the comfortable bed and closed his eyes, allowing his mind to drift.

It had been five years since Will's triumphant victory against Ademar. Since then, they had all drifted around, catching up with each other occasionally when they crossed paths or met for a tournament. Roland had married Christiana and Jocelyn had let her handmaid go to buy a small property in London. Last Geoff had heard, they had set up their own clothing boutique and worked quite well together to produce fine formal wear for lords and ladies. He had not expected Roland to settle down so easily, but he had been quick to ask Christiana for her hand after Will was knighted. Geoff was also surprised that Jocelyn had let her beloved friend leave her service, but perhaps she had loved the romance of it.

Wat had turned into a wanderer of sorts. He had traveled with Will for a few years, attending tournaments and such, but then he began to find other things to interest him in the towns, it seemed. Wat still showed up for tournaments that he knew Will would attend, but the rest of the time it was difficult to say what he was up to. Geoff thought that he might be pursuing some wench somewhere, but he couldn't be sure.

Kate still traveled with Will to tournaments. She had bought her own forge and worked there whenever Will went home. Many knights and armors sought her for her equipment and techniques, even Ademar. Both Will and Kate were annoyed that he appeared at her forge sporadically to request that she make a new suit of armor for him, but she always refused. At first this seemed to anger the count, but in the past year, he had been showing up more often to attempt to talk to Kate without being offensive. Kate was concerned at this change of interest and continued to argue with him and refuse him. Geoff wondered how long it would take for her to break down or settle with someone else. He even had a bet going with Roland with how much longer she would last. Another year and Geoff would be a slightly richer man.

Will himself had done the expected and married Jocelyn. There had been a rather tense bout of arguments with her father over William's worth and intentions towards the nobleman's daughter, but eventually, the old man had given in and allowed Will to take his daughter in marriage. This perhaps had been helped along when Prince Edward had granted Will a bit of land just north of London where the previous landowner had died, leaving only an orphaned daughter to look after the lands. The daughter refused to marry and give her father's wealth to another knight and Prince Edward had taken over and given everything to Will. Will had allowed the daughter, Catherine, to remain in the manor and they eventually became good friends. Although angered at first, she had been relieved not to have to marry and often visited Kate's forge to talk about finding her own profession. Will and Jocelyn had lived together happily for four months when Jocelyn conceived. Nine months later had brought a beautiful young girl into the world and Will had delighted in becoming a proud father. Though often away to tournament, each time he was home he would dote on the girl and she adored him. Two years ago, Jocelyn had once again conceived, but this time, neither she nor the son she carried survived the childbirth. Will had mourned greatly for his love and stayed at the manor for a long time, taking care of his precious daughter, Angelica. His Angel, Will affectionately called her. As of late, Will had seemed to have completed his mourning and occasionally went to tournament to earn some money so that he wouldn't have to tax those that lived on his land unreasonably.

As for Geoff, he had spent two years after Will's victory furiously writing, out of creative inspiration and also to serve as a distraction. He had not seen much of his friends over that time and had suffered a bout of gambling addiction again. When at last he had shown up at Will's manor, rather ragged, Will and Jocelyn had happily given Geoff his own space in the manor, with a bedroom and study solely for himself and his recuperation. Geoff did venture off every now and then to travel and look for new inspiration, but he always returned to his place at Will's manor. He was always welcomed with excitement on Will's behalf and Angelica also looked forward to his visits, even at her young age, when he would regal them with tales of his travels. After Jocelyn's death, Geoff had stayed for a year at the manor to offer Will his comfort and Will had whole-heartedly accepted it. Several nights had found Will drinking heavily and Geoff making sure that the knight did nothing foolish. Geoff had been very relieved and mildly disappointed when Will seemed to have made his recovery and returned to himself. Geoff missed the evenings when Will poured out his soul to Geoff and he missed that intimacy.

His love for Will had not abated at any time in those five years. By the third year, Geoff had resigned himself to the fact that he was hopelessly in love with the only person that he couldn't have. It seemed that fate liked to kick him while he was down. He even enjoyed the torturous nights, knowing that Will's rooms were only a few doors down from his own at the manor. While Jocelyn had been there, she had seemed to pick up on his inclinations towards Will and surprisingly, had still accepted him in her house. Geoff could remember the talk that they had together that had stunned him almost out of words.

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"Geoff," Jocelyn had approached him in the kitchens as he had been scrounging around. He had simply hummed at her at first, too intent on finding something to make into a sandwich, but turned to face her when she repeated herself, "Geoff!"

He looked at her curiously, hands still moving to put some meat on the bread that he had found, "Yes, m'lady?"

"How long have you been in love with my husband?"

He had dropped the mutton on the floor, where one of the dogs had eagerly snatched it up. Geoff had spluttered something about what was she talking about and what kind of idea was that, when she calmly took the rest of the meat and finished off his sandwich for him.

"Do calm down, Geoff," Jocelyn bit off a piece of mutton for herself, having a large appetite while she was pregnant with her second child. "It is very difficult not to love my husband, I am sure," at this she smiled to herself. Then she addressed him again, "Do you know how much he missed you while you were away for those years?"

Stunned, Geoff could only shake his head. Jocelyn had grinned and handed him his sandwich, which he let rest against the tabletop. "He asked for you at every tournament that he went to. Out of everyone, you were the only one that he could not find and he constantly worried about it. He even went to several gamblers trying to find you, but we always seemed to miss you," she went to the cupboard and found a piece of bread for herself. "When you finally showed up here, he couldn't have been more delighted. The whole night, after he had taken care of you, he babbled on how wonderful it was to have you back. I know that he loves me," here she looked at him directly, "but I know that I am not his whole life. His love for his friends, his love for you, drives him to succeed now more than ever. I may have been his prize once," she paused. Then Jocelyn reached over and took Geoff by the hand, "Now he has a new prize to work for. I am happy with my life here and I want him to be happy too." After that, she had left him to his own thoughts. He could only absorb the information and he hadn't been able to look Will or Jocelyn in the eye for several days.

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Geoff had let that puzzle slide; he had never truly been able to understand Jocelyn's ways. She had been very unpredictable during her pregnancy, especially. He could only imagine the trouble that Will had had with her alone during her first pregnancy. But Will shone with love for his wife and his daughter every day, and their life together was wonderful. It was a pity that it had been cut short for Jocelyn. Geoff had begun to care for her himself, as they got to know each other while he stayed with them. He would never forget her kindness towards him, or her silence. Will had remained oblivious to Geoff's feelings the whole time, it seemed. Geoff smiled to himself at that, the man would never change.

It had been a while since he had thought of those times, Geoff mused to himself. His new book had been taking up a large portion of his time. He had returned just a couple of weeks ago from wandering up to northern England and had spent most of the time in his study, writing furiously. Now, he was wearing down and needed a break. Will had respected Geoff's intensity so far, but Geoff could tell that Will was getting impatient at having to wait for Geoff's attention. Geoff chuckled to himself; it was rather comical the way that Will would pace around his door for a while around mealtimes, probably wondering whether he should storm in and drag him to supper or not. So far, he had not, and only made sure to have something put aside in the cupboards for Geoff later. Geoff had been glad for Will's thoughtfulness more than once and knew that he would have to make it up to Will later. What he did not expect though, was to hear a knock at the door.

Geoff groaned to himself; it seemed he had made Will wait too long. His writing time was spent for the moment. However, he was surprised that Will had not waited for the morning. It was rather late at this hour and Angelica must have gone to bed long ago. The last time that Will had come by so late was not long after Jocelyn had passed on… but Geoff halted that train of thought, he would not think of that time right now. The door rapped again and Geoff shoved himself up and opened the door to reveal an annoyed Will.

Hands on his hips, Will stared at Geoff, "Well?"

Geoff blinked. Had he missed something? It was too late for this, "Yes, Will?"

Will sighed and gently nudged Geoff into the room and took a seat on the side of Geoff's bed, "You've been locked away for two weeks. I think it's high time that we had that welcome chat that I've been waiting to have since you came back."

Geoff felt a little remorseful as he leaned against his bedpost and looked at Will, "Look, I'm sorry, Will. My muse would not leave me be until I had written down what I could. I've only just set down my quill for a rest tonight. But wouldn't you rather talk in the daytime?" He said this last bit with an exaggerated yawn, hoping Will would get the hint.

It seemed as though Sir William would be stubborn tonight, however, and he merely laid down on Geoff's pillow. "I won't keep you up too long," he promised, "but I don't have the patience to wait for morning." He admitted this, looking mildly abashed. Geoff paused, trying to drive the image of Will on his bed out of his mind, but it was rather hard when it was right before him. He sighed and decided to lie down and hopefully fall asleep before they talked too long. Geoff nudged Will and lay down next to him.

"It seems I can't be rid of you," Geoff joked and made himself comfortable, while trying not to touch Will too much.

Will grinned, "I suppose not. You're stuck with this impatient, hardheaded, foolish knight."

Geoff tried not to show how happy that made him, but he could not keep the tender smile off of his face. "Stuck, hmm? That doesn't sound too bad." He relaxed even more when Will chuckled. "So was there something you wanted to talk about, Sir Impatient William?"

Will shrugged, "Not particularly, just wanted to know what it is you've been up to?" Will shifted and moved his hands up behind his head, letting his shirt ride up a bit, showing a rather nice expanse of stomach.

Geoff mentally shook himself, a mild blush coming on. On one of the last nights he had been here before his journey, Will had come to his room, much like he had tonight. He had had a rough day and wanted to talk to Geoff for a while. Will had been so tired that he had wound up sleeping in Geoff's bedroom that night, leaving a rather restless night for Geoff. Geoff remembered how exquisite Will looked while he slept, his face framed by his golden hair, features still so young after all he had been through.

"So, did you meet anyone interesting on your journey?" Will asked.

Geoff nodded, "I did come across Wat at York. He is doing well it seems, but he still refuses to say what he's been up to."

"That stubborn blighter," Will muttered. "We'll have to track him down one of these days and fong it out of him."

Geoff chuckled, "Give him a taste of his own medicine, then? I'll leave that up to you."

Will laughed, "I don't suppose he'd take it lying down, that's true. I wouldn't take it lying down either."

"I probably would," Geoff mused. "That's why I leave the fighting to you savages," he teased. William's eyes sparkled as he turned on his side towards Geoff.

"You'll just take it then?" Will said, eyes half-closed in amusement and affection. He lightly slapped Geoff on the cheek, "There, have at ye."

Geoff found himself gazing at Will's eyes, entranced by their playfulness and openness. "Do your worst, Sir William," he murmured. "I'll not fight." He watched as Will shifted onto his knees and leaned back onto his ankles. Geoff was spellbound as he watched Will move closer, placing his hands on either side of Geoff's hips. Before he realized what Will was doing, Will had tugged Geoff's shirt up to his neck and began tickling Geoff's stomach. 'Drat,' Geoff found himself lost amid his own giggling and laughter. By some odd stroke of bad luck on his part, the guys had found Geoff to be extremely ticklish on one of their nights off and hadn't let him live it down. Now it seemed that Will had taken advantage of this knowledge. He squirmed under Will's touch, helpless under those roaming hands. And roam they did; Will was tickling him all up his ribcage and back down his hips. A part of him began to enjoy this touch and as he squirmed, Geoff prayed that Will didn't notice how this was affecting him.

Then, Will's hands rested on his hips, lightly gripping his sides as Will watched him try to calm down. Will had an evil smirk on his face and Geoff mock-pouted up at him. "No fair," he whined, "you know my weak spot."

Will's grin just spread even wider and he asked, "Are you going to fight back, then?"

Geoff felt very vulnerable with his shirt pushed up to his collarbone and his chest exposed. But he glared up at Will in defiance. "Never," he declared, watching as Will's eyes sparked with challenge.

"As you wish," Will declared, and his hands (Christ, those hands!) began to tickle Geoff again. His fingers ventured further, tickling Geoff's underarms and moved all the way down to his feet. Geoff's eyes had closed as he tried to pull in breath, but his eyes flung open when he felt the bed shift and found Will directly over him, knees on either side of his legs. He squirmed frantically as Will mercilessly attacked his stomach, head tilting up in his efforts. Suddenly, he felt lips on his skin just above his bellybutton and he gasped, feeling a rush of lust go through him. Will must have felt his body shudder and paused, looking up until Geoff caught his eyes. Geoff's hands moved to grip Will's wrists and Will stopped altogether. "Are you going to fight back?" Will repeated in a whisper. There was a pause as Geoff looked into Will's eyes and saw a soft uncertainty there. Geoff felt all of his muscles relax at the liquid heat and affection in Will's gaze and slumped into the mattress.

"Never," he breathed. Geoff slowly pulled Will's hand to his cheek (Will surprisingly pliant) and turned to kiss his palm, heart pounding all the while. He shut his eyes, waiting for Will to pull back or turn away. Geoff felt the bed shift and Will's hand tensed in his own, breaking Geoff's heart. He was going to pull away. He was going to get up and leave Geoff alone… He tensed until he felt a puff of breath against his cheek. Geoff only had time to open his eyes as Will turned his face and gently kissed Geoff on the lips. Geoff waited for a moment, unsure if this was real, and then he grasped at Will's neck, moaning softly and returning the kiss for all he was worth. Will made a sound of pleased surprise and opened his mouth to lick Geoff's lips, requesting entrance. Geoff acquiesced, allowing Will to enter and explore his mouth to his satisfaction, encouraging Will's tongue with his own. His lust increased tenfold as Will moved a hand down to his hips and pulled himself against Geoff, feeling Will's erection against his own.

Heat moved through him and Geoff moaned again, pressing himself against Will in an attempt to feel him everywhere at once. Will pulled back, hissing quietly at the contact. Geoff worried for a moment that he had scared Will off when Will grasped Geoff's shirt, still shoved up around his throat, and pushed it over his arms. Geoff quickly moved to help him get rid of the obstructive garment and let out a satisfied breath when Will bent to kiss his throat, throwing the shirt to the side. Geoff arched into Will's chest, hands moving to clutch at Will's shirt. Will looked up at Geoff and gently shook his head.

"Later," Will's husky voice whispered in his ear. "Let me give you this first." Geoff shuddered at Will's request, for though he was allowing Will to have the upper-hand, Geoff knew that Will would stop as soon as he asked. But he didn't ask; he never wanted this delightful sin to end. Will pressed a kiss just below Geoff's ear, giving it a lick before moving down Geoff's throat to his collarbone, pressing kisses along the way. Meanwhile, Will's hands snaked their way down Geoff's sides, tickling him a little, but eliciting a moan when they deftly untied his pant's string and pushed his pants down, brushing over his throbbing hardness.

Will briefly detached his lips from Geoff's skin to lean back and tug Geoff's pants over the rest of his legs. He also took a moment to look Geoff over, making Geoff a little nervous. Will watched Geoff fidget for a second before murmuring, "Perfect," and kissing the spot just above his navel, the spot that it had first begun. Will tossed the pants aside and thrust his tongue into Geoff's bellybutton, making Geoff gasp and Will smile. His lips moved down further to just above Geoff's erection and Geoff whimpered a little, he was so close...

Geoff was not disappointed. Will licked the tip of Geoff's staff before engulfing the head in his mouth. Trying to hold himself still, Geoff found himself panting as the tongue that had explored his mouth now explored his cock with the utmost care. He could not help the short thrusts he made into that silky cavern. Will worked his mouth over Geoff's erection, licking occasionally where his mouth could not reach. The exquisite torture did not last long and Geoff came into Will's mouth, Will swallowing as much of it as he could, with a little spilling onto his lower lip. Geoff's vision was engulfed in white and as he slowly came down from his high, he looked down to see Will watching him. Will smiled and Geoff couldn't help himself; he murmured something unintelligible and grasped Will's golden head to pull him in for a kiss, eagerly licking Will's lips, tasting himself and finding a new height to seduction. Will kissed him soundly and languidly, inviting Geoff's tongue into his mouth to taste him more completely. Geoff felt for every corner until Will slowly and gently pulled away and leaned his forehead against Geoff's. He gazed into Geoff's eyes, looking for something and closed them after he seemed to have found it.

Will softly whispered, "Thank you," and Geoff looked at him incredulously.

"I just had one of the best pleasures of my life and you are thanking me?" He murmured back.

A smile. "Yes," Will replied simply, rubbing a hand over Geoff's neck.

Geoff just snorted. Then he took another look at Will and felt Will's erection still pressing against his hip. "It seems as though you've remained over-dressed," Geoff said huskily. He moved his hands to tug at Will's shirt again when he was stopped, once again. Geoff looked at Will, confused and a little hurt. "What's wrong, Will?"

Will sighed, "I wanted to do this for you, to show you the pleasure that you deserve. It's hurt to see you wander by yourself and I wanted to give you… something more. I don't want you to feel obligated." He paused and looked deep into Geoff's eyes, and Geoff could see the uncertainty still tainting his gaze, "I only want you to do that if you want to, not just because…" he trailed off, turning away from Geoff's stare.

Geoff gave a surprised laugh, "You mean you still don't know?" Geoff pressed his hand to Will's cheek and turned Will to face him. Looking directly into Will's deep eyes, he bared his heart at last, "I've wanted this as long as I've known you. You are everything special and important to me, you're all I want…" Geoff murmured, "I love you."

Will's eyes widened and he waited for a long moment before leaning in to kiss Geoff again with the most intensity he had all night. Pulling back only slightly, Will murmured against Geoff's lips, "I love you too, Geoff."

Geoff's heart felt as though it would burst, it was beating so hard. Voice nearly failing him, he breathed, "Then I'm yours, Will." He tugged at Will's shirt again and felt relief as Will finally allowed Geoff to see him. Geoff tossed his shirt somewhere to the side and gazed at Will's chest. Scattered scars ran across it, the worst being where Ademar had struck Will with the tipped lance in their last match together. Geoff sat up to kiss the deep mark as his fingers went to work on Will's drawstring and plucked them apart, letting his pants fall to his knees. Geoff leaned back again, stroking his hands down Will's abdomen as Will shifted and kicked the offending garment from his legs.

Will leaned down and kissed Geoff tenderly on the lips before positioning himself above Geoff. He looked down for confirmation that Geoff gladly approved, and carefully prepared himself before he pressed against Geoff. Geoff tensed a little, but forced himself to relax, as he knew it would only hurt more if he let his nerves get the best of him. Will moved slowly, watching Geoff's face carefully for signs that the pain was too much. Once he was fully inside Geoff, Will waited for him to adjust. Geoff closed his eyes and shifted to adjust to the sensation. It hurt some, but it mostly felt strange. Feeling a little stiff from remaining so still, he arched his back a little and a gasp went by his lips as he felt Will brush against something inside him that made stars flash before his eyes. Quickly he pushed against Will again and Will took that as the signal to begin.

Geoff groaned as Will pulled out a little and gasped as he pushed back in. He never was a quiet lover and he could tell Will was enjoying his sounds. Geoff pushed up again and drove Will deeper into him, causing Will to moan this time. Will increased the pace and soon they found a steady rhythm that had Will touching Geoff's sweet spot nearly every time. Geoff could feel the edge of oblivion approaching again and gasped as Will took his erection in hand and pumped it in time with each thrust. Geoff reached behind Will and gave his rear a sharp tug, making Will moan and increase his thrusting even more. They began to fall out of rhythm as heaven approached, and Geoff cried out as he was blinded by his pleasure. Will soon followed, thrusting a few more times before collapsing on top of Geoff.

They lay there, waiting to resume coherent thought again. Will silently tugged at the bed sheet and gently wiped them down, enveloping Geoff in his arms. They fell asleep to murmurs of "I love you," not caring if anyone found them in the morning.

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The giggling reached Geoff's ears first. He blearily opened his eyes and felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around him and a body draped over him like a blanket. The golden strands across his face could only mean that his miracle had come true, that Will did indeed love him and they could finally be together. But who was giggling? It sounded like…

Geoff looked around his lover's arm towards the door, in which stood the little Angelica. She caught his gaze and loudly whispered, "I found Daddy!"

Blinking, Geoff wondered how Will would take it that his darling daughter had found them in such a state of undress. Nudging Will, he whispered back, "Yes you did, but Daddy's sleeping right now." Will grunted and blinked his eyes open. Seeing Geoff, Will grinned and pressed his lips to his.

"Good morning, Geoff." Will's eyes blearily twinkled their delight.

Geoff grinned, "Good morning, Will. Your daughter came to find you."

Will blinked again, "Angel?" He propped himself up and turned around to spot Angelica giggling in the doorway. Will grinned abashedly, "Good morning, sweetheart."

Angelica giggled and pointed, "Daddy's not sleeping, Uncle Geoff!"

Geoff shrugged, "I guess not, Angelica."

Will shook his head softly, "Do you need something, Angel?"

"It's time to eat, Daddy!" she announced, jumping in place in her childish excitement.

Will glanced at Geoff, sneaking a hand below the covers to brush Geoff's hip, making Geoff mock-glare at him, "You go ahead to breakfast, Angel. We'll be there shortly."

Angelica giggled again, "It's lunchtime, Daddy! Auntie Kate and Sir Horrible are here to eat with you!"

Will blinked and looked towards the window. Sure enough, the sun was streaming in. Sighing, Will removed his hand from Geoff's hip, "Ok, sweetie, we're coming. You go make sure Kate gets in alright."

"Ok Daddy!" The bright little child ran off towards the kitchens, seemingly skipping all the way.

Geoff turned towards Will with a raised eyebrow, "Sir Horrible?"

Will chuckled, "She means Ademar. While you've been gone, he actually came around and properly apologized to both Kate and I, so I've allowed him to lunch now and then."

Geoff fell silent for a moment. "Well, I guess we really did need to have a chat, didn't we?"

Will laughed heartily, "I told you so."

"Did she pick up that name from you or Kate?"

Will just whistled as he moved to get dressed and Geoff shook his head and watched. 'My knight in shining armor' he mused. Geoff quickly left off his thoughts, and instead joined Will dressing. They helped each other and somehow it took a while before they were finally able to attend lunch.

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