"Oh my god." He snorts. "I guess you've got not hangups about your looks."

And Billy isn't going to feed his ego just yet.

Although it is a bit hard to not respond to lips against his skin, the heat sinking into his back. His breath catches in his throat, a shudder going through him as his skin burns. He squirms a bit, biting at his own lower lip.

"Draco," he murmurs, though he's not entirely sure if there's anything more intelligent that he can say. A low moan will just have to do as Billy squirms slightly as he only moves lower.