[ The frantic analysis (the moon was up so a few hours had passed, surely they'd know he was missing by now) comes to a screeching halt at the warmth licking it's way up Steve's neck.
What the fuck?
A heartbeat passes as he stares up at Billy, frozen in place-- confused and more scared than he's been so far. Then he reacts, shoving at Billy's shoulders and chest with a surge of adrenaline, pushing away at any part of him that he can reach. ]
Let me the fuck up, Hargrove!
[ Steve's dick, traitor that it is, isn't sharing in his confusion or fear. ]
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What the fuck?
A heartbeat passes as he stares up at Billy, frozen in place-- confused and more scared than he's been so far. Then he reacts, shoving at Billy's shoulders and chest with a surge of adrenaline, pushing away at any part of him that he can reach. ]
Let me the fuck up, Hargrove!
[ Steve's dick, traitor that it is, isn't sharing in his confusion or fear. ]