Mike had other plans. The moment they were near the bed, Mike pushed him down onto the mattress, looking at the other with that same smirk on his face.
"It's more Johnny's thing, anyway," he says. Casually, like he isn't staring at Billy longingly. He bits the edge of his lip before deciding to just plunge in. He takes a few steps forward, watching the other on the bed, and begins to undo his belt. His fingers are nimble, but his expression is still relatively the same--trying desperately to be neutral. He needs this. He needs Billy. He needs to feel normal.
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Date: 2015-07-22 05:59 am (UTC)"It's more Johnny's thing, anyway," he says. Casually, like he isn't staring at Billy longingly. He bits the edge of his lip before deciding to just plunge in. He takes a few steps forward, watching the other on the bed, and begins to undo his belt. His fingers are nimble, but his expression is still relatively the same--trying desperately to be neutral. He needs this. He needs Billy. He needs to feel normal.