God, Will loved that Molly knew him so well already, that he hated crowds and noise, that he would be more than happy if she went to the New Years Eve party on her own as long as she came home to him later. He still couldn't believe he was so lucky to have such a beautiful, intelligent, amazing woman who wanted him, who had spent so many days in a row just being with him, coexisting with him. And here she was, moments before midnight, just in time so that he could pull her into his arms and kiss her, the first kisses of 2016.

Her lips were cold and his were comparatively hot, and he moaned into her mouth as she leaned into him. It started slow and warm and shallow, but Will wrapped his arms around her, his hands sliding against her back and pulling her close, opening his mouth and meeting her tongue with his own, sighing against her, content and instantly turned on.