Billy leaned back, looking for all the world like a junkie who'd just received that hit they'd been itching for. He played it up, leaning back and letting out a soft moan. "Mmm...that's it...." he breathed out.
In all of the altercations, Billy had nearly lost his hat, pushed back on his head, the bill knocking against the roof of the truck as he sat up. He reached up to pull it free, tossing it to the dashboard.
Settling down, he reached for Mike's legs. Shoving his knees toward his shoulders. Exposing him. All the while watching his face, wondering if he'd put together what was happening. "You've got a choice," Billy said softly. "Behave and I'll make this easy on you. Try to kick me, and you'll make it very, very hard on yourself."
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Date: 2015-07-17 08:42 am (UTC)In all of the altercations, Billy had nearly lost his hat, pushed back on his head, the bill knocking against the roof of the truck as he sat up. He reached up to pull it free, tossing it to the dashboard.
Settling down, he reached for Mike's legs. Shoving his knees toward his shoulders. Exposing him. All the while watching his face, wondering if he'd put together what was happening. "You've got a choice," Billy said softly. "Behave and I'll make this easy on you. Try to kick me, and you'll make it very, very hard on yourself."