Date: 2018-07-18 04:15 am (UTC)
onebatch_twobatch: PB: jon bernthal (soft)
Frank didn't think they were rushing at all. It felt like a drag, like he was being tortured. He shifted and put one heel up on the edge of the bed, lowering himself a little further onto the bed.

"Tease," he accused, sharp, momentarily whining. He'd said earlier that he couldn't call Billy that, but it felt true in the moment. He tried to fuck himself back against Billy's fingers.
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