It barely took anything at that point. Frank was already almost there. So Billy’s sweet, needy voice and the way he moved? That was a reckoning, an undoing. Frank was done, and it wasn’t just because Billy was begging him for it. He was done and he’d known it for months.
He put his hand back in Billy’s thigh as he fucked into him, fucked him through it, to the end. It was good and hazy and slow, and because he was bare, he could feel the way he spilled into him. He gripped Billy’s hair and tugged gently.
“There you go, good boy,” he growled. “There you go, that’s for you.”
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Date: 2018-07-28 05:15 pm (UTC)He put his hand back in Billy’s thigh as he fucked into him, fucked him through it, to the end. It was good and hazy and slow, and because he was bare, he could feel the way he spilled into him. He gripped Billy’s hair and tugged gently.
“There you go, good boy,” he growled. “There you go, that’s for you.”