"Maybe it-- is," he manages to get out as teeth work against his skin. Billy's always enjoyed a rough edge -- and he likes that this guy doesn't seem like he's keen on holding back.

His own body jerks, between the harder bite and the hand on his hardening cock, it's getting increasingly impossible to focus on anything else. His hand flexes in Draco's hair as he slides other from his trousers to shove at them, try to push them down. "Fuck--"