[There's no chance of this not being memorable, honestly. It's far from how he'd imagined his first time might go -- Vought would never have approved of a man like Billy, or any man for that matter -- but that's what makes it so special.
It's his choice.
His eyes draw half-closed at the touch, gaze falling to Billy's wrist. He parts his lips to invite the thumb in, giving it a small, exploratory lick, before looking up to meet Billy's gaze, almost shyly.]
You.
[It used to be Madelyn who monopolized his daydreams, but it's been months since he last saw her. And she'd probably want to wash her hands off him, given how badly he mishandled his first mission.]
no subject
It's his choice.
His eyes draw half-closed at the touch, gaze falling to Billy's wrist. He parts his lips to invite the thumb in, giving it a small, exploratory lick, before looking up to meet Billy's gaze, almost shyly.]
You.
[It used to be Madelyn who monopolized his daydreams, but it's been months since he last saw her. And she'd probably want to wash her hands off him, given how badly he mishandled his first mission.]