"Oh f--hhh-" Billy's curse turned to a groan, and words became an increasing struggle as want clouded his mind. He rocked himself opposite to Bucky's building rhythm, trying to capture Bucky's lips whenever he could. He turned his head to offer more of his neck, fingers catching in his hair and heels digging into the mattress.

"Pl-please- take me. Take me, Buck, I'm ready- please-" he managed.