Anything he meant to say died on his tongue as Billy's hand pressed against him. Goodnight rocked into the touch, momentarily silenced. Then he laughed, a light huff, and turned his head to kiss Billy's neck.
"You've always known me to be a man of refined taste," he teased as he gently gripped Billy's jaw, directed him into another kiss. "To the point of distraction."
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Date: 2016-10-18 01:40 am (UTC)"You've always known me to be a man of refined taste," he teased as he gently gripped Billy's jaw, directed him into another kiss. "To the point of distraction."