Frank kept gong, and now moved his hand to stroke Billy as well. They were there, nearly, he could feel it. He could feel the way that Billy ached and strained for it, and how his own belly was taut and needy. He was going to go insane like this. He was alright with that.

He sucked up another mark on Billy's skin, a little desperate to leave a reminder that would last longer than just this moment.