There had to be something. Something Mike could use. Billy wasn't an impenetrable fortress. Mike needed some form of leverage, something to get just enough leeway.
Billy moves and Mike tries his damnedest to even attempt to shove the other off of him, but to no avail. Instead, Mike's leg is raised and he immediately thinks of that night in the car.
His legs around his side. How Mike actually came. How Billy of all people had made him. He snarls, still very much like an animal. Some people were born bad?
"And you need help," Mike automatically tries to struggle once it's fastened around one ankle, too. Was there a second one?
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Date: 2015-07-28 11:10 am (UTC)Billy moves and Mike tries his damnedest to even attempt to shove the other off of him, but to no avail. Instead, Mike's leg is raised and he immediately thinks of that night in the car.
His legs around his side. How Mike actually came. How Billy of all people had made him. He snarls, still very much like an animal. Some people were born bad?
"And you need help," Mike automatically tries to struggle once it's fastened around one ankle, too. Was there a second one?