God it was perfect, the way Frank moved was just right and Billy swore he saw stars a little. He whispered another curse, breathless as he moved to meet the next push of Frank's hips.
"Jesus, Frank--"
He pushed his face against his pillow and his fingers tightened against Frank's neck.
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"Jesus, Frank--"
He pushed his face against his pillow and his fingers tightened against Frank's neck.