Persuasion
Monaboyd Drabble
Rating - PG13
All conjecture and fictional wishing
"Don't fight me," Dom whispered, tracing the outline of Billy's shoulder with his lips. "Please," he added, as though considering just how to proceed. "It's harder on both of us."
Billy relented then to simple truth by closing his eyes in resignation, the inevitability of his words creeping beneath his skin where Dom had drawn gentle, concentric patterns on his belly with his fingerips. Billy had never wanted to fight him, he just hadn't been sure how to proceed amid so many obstacles.
"I won't," he said, turning in his arms. "I can't," he added, reaching for him yet again.
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