Impatience

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Monaboyd Drabble
Rating - R
Disclaimer - all speculation and fiction.


Billy sighed, the sound so faint Dom might have missed it had he not been familiar with the sensation grazing past his earlobe.

He reached harder for Billy then, holding him and pressing his face to his neck, chests heaving against one another as they fought for air in this confined space. Jeans unzipped and clinging to two sets of hips, Dom's front button shirt hanging open where Billy had torn it apart only minutes ago, mutual satisfaction lingering warm and messy between them.

"There," he soothed, chuckling as the magnitude of their impatience washed over him.


"I still win."

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