I've no doubt about that, but it's other people I don't trust. [why does he trust billy at all? well, that's a little harder to explain-- he shouldn't, really, but something about 'freaks needing to stick together' or something heartwarming like that might've briefly flittered through his mind and it seems like they could both use a little normalcy in their lives. what's more normal than a romp between the sheets?
but good god, billy's adorable to watch, hopping up and down in his seat while they fly down the street. he slants the other male a half-lidded glance, fingers gripping tight, quivering on an exhale just as his pulse thuds rapidly.
hearts are wild creatures; thank god for ribcages or else klaus's would have leaped out of his chest already, swept away in the chaotic energy that is billy and his breakneck speeding.
the muscles tensing underneath his hand doesn't slow his heartbeat any, of course. another shaky breath out then he clenches his digits a little harder, applies firmer pressure with his fingertips against the inside of billy's thigh, teeth sinking down on his cheek to muffle a groan. he's gotta admit, the guy's good at finding loopholes.]
What do I like? Hmmm. [two can play at this game.] See, I have to admit, I'd thought about getting fucked on top of your car at least three different times. [should it be that easy to admit to something so vulgar? probably not, but klaus and shame do not go hand-in-hand often.]
They both sound good, honestly. Do I have to choose? Oh, [a moments hesitation, his hold tightening again,] what if I am extremely greedy and say I'd like to do both? Could you handle me more than once?
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but good god, billy's adorable to watch, hopping up and down in his seat while they fly down the street. he slants the other male a half-lidded glance, fingers gripping tight, quivering on an exhale just as his pulse thuds rapidly.
hearts are wild creatures; thank god for ribcages or else klaus's would have leaped out of his chest already, swept away in the chaotic energy that is billy and his breakneck speeding.
the muscles tensing underneath his hand doesn't slow his heartbeat any, of course. another shaky breath out then he clenches his digits a little harder, applies firmer pressure with his fingertips against the inside of billy's thigh, teeth sinking down on his cheek to muffle a groan. he's gotta admit, the guy's good at finding loopholes.]
What do I like? Hmmm. [two can play at this game.] See, I have to admit, I'd thought about getting fucked on top of your car at least three different times. [should it be that easy to admit to something so vulgar? probably not, but klaus and shame do not go hand-in-hand often.]
They both sound good, honestly. Do I have to choose? Oh, [a moments hesitation, his hold tightening again,] what if I am extremely greedy and say I'd like to do both? Could you handle me more than once?