[using his attractiveness to get what he wants isn't a foreign concept to klaus. he knows how to play into someone's hand, but he's also rather great at getting them into his own, working them between deft fingers like pliable clay. when he'd called billy 'gorgeous,' it wasn't meant to be taken lightly-- he's more fluently straightforward while high, although it's not as if his thoughts are chaste at all, either.
the way billy looks at him like he's a literal snack is pretty goddamn pleasing; his mouth curves higher before he can stop it, his own dark-ringed eyes becoming half-lidded.] Sounds promising.
[he really shouldn't enjoy being baited this much, but specifically once billy clasps his wrist and urges it against the warm skin beneath his shirt. there's an audible gasp at the sudden heat underneath his tattooed palm, the pads of his fingers ghosting up to the divot between his collarbones then drifting back down to the other male's left side where he gets a fleeting feel of his heartbeat.
then billy's making him withdraw way sooner than he'd like, the coolness returning to his digits almost instantly. he shivers, both at the chill and how he's being told to get into the car, his heels scuffling after he backpedals from the push. jesus christ, comes a thought, the remaining bit of cigarette dropping from his lips and hitting the concrete below. he snuffs it beneath his sneaker, doesn't hesitate to scramble into the passenger side of the camaro, already vibrating with exhilaration.
thank god, klaus has got a need for speed tonight.]
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the way billy looks at him like he's a literal snack is pretty goddamn pleasing; his mouth curves higher before he can stop it, his own dark-ringed eyes becoming half-lidded.] Sounds promising.
[he really shouldn't enjoy being baited this much, but specifically once billy clasps his wrist and urges it against the warm skin beneath his shirt. there's an audible gasp at the sudden heat underneath his tattooed palm, the pads of his fingers ghosting up to the divot between his collarbones then drifting back down to the other male's left side where he gets a fleeting feel of his heartbeat.
then billy's making him withdraw way sooner than he'd like, the coolness returning to his digits almost instantly. he shivers, both at the chill and how he's being told to get into the car, his heels scuffling after he backpedals from the push. jesus christ, comes a thought, the remaining bit of cigarette dropping from his lips and hitting the concrete below. he snuffs it beneath his sneaker, doesn't hesitate to scramble into the passenger side of the camaro, already vibrating with exhilaration.
thank god, klaus has got a need for speed tonight.]