Billy yanks harder on Mike's hair, pulling his head further aside. His lips dip lower, teeth grazing the exposed throat before closing his lips over that very same spot. For a moment he seemed completely absorbed in the act, intent on leaving a mark on Mike's throat. His entire body seemed in on the process, moving against Mike's body, pressing as close as he could.
Breathless, he finally let go. He moved Mike's head again, so he could look the other in the face. Lips nearly touching lips. "We all have our vices, don't we?" All of that faked desperation dropped away, leaving nothing but a dark and twisted delight.
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Date: 2015-07-17 05:03 am (UTC)Breathless, he finally let go. He moved Mike's head again, so he could look the other in the face. Lips nearly touching lips. "We all have our vices, don't we?" All of that faked desperation dropped away, leaving nothing but a dark and twisted delight.