Billy smiled at that. The desperate, incoherent sound. Billy just closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying that small, but so incredibly vital sound. So much better than the angry insults from before.

Billy shifted, settling Mike back completely on the floor. All so he could shift around to the side. His hand slipped down beneath Mike's torso and wrapped his fingers around that poor neglected cock. It wasn't a teasing touch, either, giving it a firm, demanding stroke. "Is this what you want?"