Goodnight leaned down and touched their foreheads together. He tipped his head for a kiss as he moved, slow and deep. His hand slid up along Billy's side to cradle his face. He whispered his name, breathless as he moved. Sweet nothings, not all of them in English, fell from his mouth. Apparently even in bliss he couldn't stop talking.
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Date: 2016-11-25 04:42 am (UTC)