I want to, [he says, after a long moment. He could, he supposes. Max is at a sleepover and isn’t due home until dinner tomorrow; there’s no need for Billy to be home, and he doubts Neil or Susan will care to notice he isn’t there until morning.
There’s still that caution. The fead of Neil asking where he’s been. Which whore he’s been fucking. Billy curls into Eddie a little more, threads his fingers through the damp curls and sighs. ] Maybe.
[He’s exhausted, now. Wants to sleep with his nose pressed into the mate bite on Eddie’s neck. Wants to be less of a fucking coward about who and what he wants, except he probably won’t.
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Date: 2022-09-22 04:54 am (UTC)There’s still that caution. The fead of Neil asking where he’s been. Which whore he’s been fucking. Billy curls into Eddie a little more, threads his fingers through the damp curls and sighs. ] Maybe.
[He’s exhausted, now. Wants to sleep with his nose pressed into the mate bite on Eddie’s neck. Wants to be less of a fucking coward about who and what he wants, except he probably won’t.
Sometimes it feels like he’ll never be free. ]