Steve and Billy glaring at each other from across the room at a party - like, the entire night
tension building and building until one of them snaps and then they’re taking it outside, out back to where the light doesn’t reach
no witnesses to their passion
biting and sucking kisses until their lips are bitten red, hands gripping and tugging roughly
grunting and sighing as cold hands reach into undone pants, touching warm skin and palming at each other
it’s desperate and hot and cold and it’s everything they want and need
until they’re panting into each other’s mouths and brows are furrowing as they cum, hips bucking into tight grips and making a mess
Billy brushing his slick hand off on Steve’s face with an evil grin, a taunt ready on his tongue, but Steve gives him a look and Billy’s immediately leaning in to clean the pretty boy’s cheek off with his tongue
apologizing without words is his favourite way to say ‘sorry’
