Goodnight's breath caught for a moment. His hand caressed Billy's in passing before he reached down to slowly hike up Billy's nightshirt. He reached beneath it, sliding his hand over Billy's thigh, his side, his stomach, all the while watching his face. They had time, they had privacy, and Billy was so damn beautiful.
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Date: 2016-12-15 05:53 am (UTC)