Date: 2018-07-29 01:40 am (UTC)
theprettymarine: (come at me)
Frank's hands were perfect on his hips, digging in against him in a way he knew would leave bruises. He'd see Frank's fingers all over him tomorrow.

And that fucking shushing - that sound haunted his wet dreams, ever since Frank first did it in some corner of the barracks.

His tongue felt good, and Billy was intimately fucking aware of the fact that they'd just gone bareback and he'd been real into it. And now-- now Frank's tongue was in his ass, cleaning him, eating him the fuck out and he was going to get hard again if he kept this up.
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