[he feels deranged. can picture it as perfectly as he did in their dream: Billy, three fingers deep, waiting for daddy to come home and take care of him. you were late, i missed you. he feels insane, staring at the ceiling, half-chubbed, fingers pointedly fisted in his sheets.
he thinks he’s been fucked up this entire time, too.]
[ It wasn't easy carrying a secret like that, in a house like that, if it was even a secret. Doesn't make it easy here, to shed his prized masculinity and give in a little, feels impossible to take that masculinity and make it something different.
But Billy's wanted for a very long time. ]
Not gonna stop until I hear you, daddy. Would you've dropped my tickets if I'd let you hit it? What do you think, over the Camaro or in the back of that Chevy Blazer?
[oh, he thinks. oh, danny's been talking, he thinks. oh, he's fucked, he thinks. ]
Billy, stop.
[It's stern, but it's not angry. After a beat, he sighs. ] You want to hear me say I think about it? Fine. I think about it. I think about it more than I goddamn should. I think about how you sounded, I think about how you looked. You were a goddamn brat there, you're a goddamn brat now.
no subject
what the fuck do you want to TALK about?
are you pissed about the stocks?
no subject
We need to talk about boundaries.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
I fucking died, chief. I don't think it fucking matters.
no subject
If you don’t want to fuck an old man then it doesn’t happen. We fish. We build this cabin. If you do it without complaining I’ll give you a beer.
no subject
it doesn't matter that you're halfway in the fucking grave, jim.
after the cabin, can we dig you a grave too? wanna fuck me in it?
no subject
no subject
I don't care that you're old.
no subject
no subject
I liked it.
you want the play by play? want it itemized? I liked when you fucked me, Hop.
1/2
2/2
no subject
i liked how hard you got for me. liked how mad you got.
liked when you got mean.
no subject
Stop.
-> voice
[ It feels easy now, Rubilykskoye and his own desires chipping away at walls and boundaries. ]
You were plenty mean when you spanked me. Swear to god my ass still hurt when I got out of the void. You've jerked off to it, right?
I have.
STUBBORNLY text for now
This is not the time.
no subject
Did you do it in your bed? At the banya? Or outside in the dark while on watch?
[ Billy feels insane. ] Did you miss me? You were late coming home.
no subject
no subject
You could've come over. You know which door's mine. What do you think, would you have wanted to catch me sleeping? Or with my fingers inside me?
I did that back home you know. This place didn't make me like this. You didn't make me like this. I've been fucked up, Jim.
no subject
he thinks he’s been fucked up this entire time, too.]
Enough.
no subject
But Billy's wanted for a very long time. ]
Not gonna stop until I hear you, daddy. Would you've dropped my tickets if I'd let you hit it? What do you think, over the Camaro or in the back of that Chevy Blazer?
- voice.
Billy, stop.
[It's stern, but it's not angry. After a beat, he sighs. ] You want to hear me say I think about it? Fine. I think about it. I think about it more than I goddamn should. I think about how you sounded, I think about how you looked. You were a goddamn brat there, you're a goddamn brat now.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)