"Such a rush," he breathed, a laugh on the edge of his voice. Goodnight pulled Billy into another kiss, cradling the back of his head while his other hand continued working, less efficiently, to rid him of his shirt. With a soft sound of frustration he pulled back enough to shove the cloth from Billy's shoulders, then dropped his hands to work his belt and trousers open. "So glad we finally got you something properly tailored."
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Date: 2016-10-17 11:19 pm (UTC)