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Note: Moving into movie territory...more or less. POV changes
slightly to be more Billy-direct
Beta by Mouse, Nicole, and the ladies of the Craft, who all rock insanely.
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You leave me hollow
Wanting more...
--Sparkle & Shine by Econoline Crush
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Come on into the back of the bus, Bill, it'll be quieter. No one else around, just you and me, nah, I don't want to fight anymore. So just calm the fuck down. It's just you and me, Billy. Don't worry about John. He just passed out. Don't worry about a thing.
Hell, yes, the bleeding stopped. You don't hit that fuckin' hard. I coulda kicked your ass if I wasn't half drunk. Come here and let me see that eye. Yeah, it's gonna bruise up pretty good. You shoulda ducked faster.
That's it, Billy, oh yeah, that's it. Tell me what an asshole I am, what a complete and utter dick. Yeah, scream it in my face so I can taste every word, scream it to the stars. Tell me exactly what you're thinking, because I sure as hell don't know. Oh yeah, I am. Yes, I do treat you like property. Because you are, and you like it. You're mine. Just because I never said so before, doesn't mean it hasn't always been that way.
Let me show you... It's just like this, Bill, see how hard you got?
I did that, and feel this...
That's what you do to me. And...that...see how hot that is?
Hold still...just a minute...hold still...a slow wet slide and...oh fuck
me, you're tight.
Come on, you lazy fucker, move or something. I wanna feel you move against me, pushing and shoving and trying to buck me off. Get me off, Billy. Oh yeah, that's good, that's it, that's... You're it.
Been a long time coming, huh? Been dancing circles all around it, all this time. And it's burning raw and hard and so fuckin' good but it's not enough. Never enough. You're pulling back too soon, damn you, pulling back inside. I can taste you're gone on your mouth. You just haven't left yet. Don't--
This was your game, Billy, and I played it. I *always* win. Played and won, didn't I?
Didn't I?
The End