[ His breath hitches when Klaus mentions being fucked on the Camaro. It's something Billy's done before - it kind of comes with the territory when you date someone who's more attached to his car than he is most people - but that it's the first thing out of Klaus's mouth when he asks him what he likes pleases him.

He's always flattered when someone thinks he's handsome, but he damn well knows he's hot stuff. But he's always found himself more sexually compatible with people who like his car. ]

This place of yours have somewhere private to park? [ Because yes, he's already imagining how nice Klaus would look draped over the hood, pressing up against cold metal and a warm body all at once. ]

If there's something I can't handle more than once I've yet to experience it. [ He'll try anything once, twice, three times, and he gets the feeling his new companion is the same way. Perhaps this one'll actually be on his level. Billy went through lovers at breakneck speed; a known heart-breaker. Why wouldn't he be? No one could handle him (and, yes, he was just an asshole too). ] You think you can keep up with me, pretty-boy? [ He winks, biting his bottom lip between his teeth. ] I'll blow your mind if you can.