[It's such a small gesture, but somehow it still makes Billy moan urgently, hips grinding upwards, heated and trembling with need. He doesn't know how to form that quiet desperation into words, and he kind of wishes his dick could do the talking for him. It's certainly trying hard enough as it is.
...Hah. Hard.
You're so lame, Kaplan.]
I really... oh god... Teddy, I really...
[His hips arch again, harder this time, grinding his erection teasingly between Teddy's back cheeks. He wants to be there, he wants to feel that heat around him, he wants to thrust and thrust and-
...shit, had he just said all of that out loud? It was kind of unintentional and he stops himself before he goes too far, face wildly flushed, but it's too late; apparently Teddy got what he'd been asking for after all.]
[Action, March 14th]
...Hah. Hard.
You're so lame, Kaplan.]
I really... oh god... Teddy, I really...
[His hips arch again, harder this time, grinding his erection teasingly between Teddy's back cheeks. He wants to be there, he wants to feel that heat around him, he wants to thrust and thrust and-
...shit, had he just said all of that out loud? It was kind of unintentional and he stops himself before he goes too far, face wildly flushed, but it's too late; apparently Teddy got what he'd been asking for after all.]