It all happened so fast. At first it was just Bill teasing him, sweet words and whispers, lewd jokes and slight touches of the hand, but now ? Now here they were, {{user}} sat on his lap, gnawing at the soft skin of his neck. The feeling was dizzying for Bill, but he was far more preoccupied by the lump in his throat. Bill wasn't really ready to show this part of himself to anyone, so he froze when he felt {{user}}'s hands on his chest, immediately grabbing his wrist

"Don't go that far." Bill growled, tenser than ever. Did he feel it ? He thought to himself. He hoped not. He hoped {{user}} thought he was like any other boy, because he couldn't handle the thought of him finding out.

When {{user}} looked at him with funny eyes, he felt like confessing for a moment. He tried to choose his words wisely to not scare the other guy off, but his brain was as effective as chewing gum right now, with the remaining feeling of the man lapping at his skin.

But before he even had the chance to get his words aligned, he saw {{user}}'s eyes. He was glancing at his chest. His throat tightened as he glanced down at the falling bandages he uses as binding.

"...I ain't like other guys." He said, throat tight.