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Jul. 5th, 2015 08:49 pmIt was like Christmas when Mike got out of the shower. Christmas in the form of a text message, shirt and sweet:
'This day has been a nightmare from start to end. I just need someone to strap me down and do me right. Cause at least then getting fucked and my hands being tied would have a more pleasant connotation.'
It was an invitation. Finally. It's something they've never really talked about, but Billy's good at reading people. Mikes not suspended Billy's caught on to his own looks. Even if mike has only ever dated girls, only ever flirted and charmed women himself.
Mike is getting big, out there. He's a frontman, he's got it all--and billy isn't his agent but he's a damn good tour manager. One that hasn't once fucked him over in terms or pay. One that has alarmingly blue eyes and a way of making mike entranced with the way he moves his hands.
He's waited long enough. Mike takes a shower, grabs himself a stiff shit to gather up courage. His hair is still wet and he doesn't even bother to dress. Just his boxers as he knocks loudly on the door.
"Billy. It's mike. "
'This day has been a nightmare from start to end. I just need someone to strap me down and do me right. Cause at least then getting fucked and my hands being tied would have a more pleasant connotation.'
It was an invitation. Finally. It's something they've never really talked about, but Billy's good at reading people. Mikes not suspended Billy's caught on to his own looks. Even if mike has only ever dated girls, only ever flirted and charmed women himself.
Mike is getting big, out there. He's a frontman, he's got it all--and billy isn't his agent but he's a damn good tour manager. One that hasn't once fucked him over in terms or pay. One that has alarmingly blue eyes and a way of making mike entranced with the way he moves his hands.
He's waited long enough. Mike takes a shower, grabs himself a stiff shit to gather up courage. His hair is still wet and he doesn't even bother to dress. Just his boxers as he knocks loudly on the door.
"Billy. It's mike. "
