"Fuck," he gasped out, shuddering hard when he heard Frank talking like that. God, he was gone. He was gone for this man. "Fuck, Frankie--"

Billy's voice caught and he hunched over Frank, losing his rhythm just a bit as he tried to move faster, harder, until he felt it. That sweet snap that shivered out from his core. He tried to fuck through it, cussing steadily, urgently as he came. He tried not to tighten his hold on Frank too much.

"Fuck--"