[He's still and quiet for a while, not too eager to budge from his strategic position, resting and breathing and taking in Billy's warmth, basking in the gentle touch.]
Did you feel bad? About, uh--about having to hurt me?
[He asks it softly and phrases it carefully, unsure if Billy would even be willing to touch the subject. But Billy's never handled him with kid gloves, so maybe asking him is fair.
And maybe that'd explain why he got so drunk last night. Trying to numb out the discomfort.]
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Did you feel bad? About, uh--about having to hurt me?
[He asks it softly and phrases it carefully, unsure if Billy would even be willing to touch the subject. But Billy's never handled him with kid gloves, so maybe asking him is fair.
And maybe that'd explain why he got so drunk last night. Trying to numb out the discomfort.]