[Assholes with super strength, ugh. Billy relents, though, nodding - he's pretty sure he doesn't want to be lugged out of the bedroom fireman-style after a night like that, because seriously, what a way to murder the romance - and pushes against the mattress to try and roll over. It's kind of a pathetic attempt, but he makes it at least halfway, and that's better than nothing.
So much effort, though. He hasn't felt this wasted since that time they did three rounds in one night.]
Ohhhh my god. Just leave me here to die. I'll die happy, I promise.
[action, february 23rd] imagine the bruises are how his ass feels rn
So much effort, though. He hasn't felt this wasted since that time they did three rounds in one night.]
Ohhhh my god. Just leave me here to die. I'll die happy, I promise.