Drabble
I was just thinking nice thoughts about Bill's facial hair and Tom's skin, and I thought I'd share. :)
The first time Bill lets a hint of a beard grow in, Tom laughs and laughs. He ribs Bill about it over breakfast, the first day the stubble is noticeable: "What would the fans think, princess?" And Bill knocks his leg against Tom's under the table, because Tom deserves it.
Then it starts to get to Tom. Not in a bad way; it's just strange. Bill looks scruffy. A little rugged. And Tom knows that below the sweatpants they both wear to bum around the house, Bill's legs are still shaven smooth.
The contrast fascinates Tom. Everything about Bill fascinates Tom.
He catches Bill with a kiss in the hallway, just to feel the stubble against his lips again. "Like it?" Bill asks him archly, with his usual ability to read Tom's mind.
"Don't know yet," Tom replies honestly.
Twenty minutes later, as Tom watches Bill kiss his way down Tom's abs, rubbing his cheek on the skin, this way, that way, Tom knows. He likes it.
The first time Bill lets a hint of a beard grow in, Tom laughs and laughs. He ribs Bill about it over breakfast, the first day the stubble is noticeable: "What would the fans think, princess?" And Bill knocks his leg against Tom's under the table, because Tom deserves it.
Then it starts to get to Tom. Not in a bad way; it's just strange. Bill looks scruffy. A little rugged. And Tom knows that below the sweatpants they both wear to bum around the house, Bill's legs are still shaven smooth.
The contrast fascinates Tom. Everything about Bill fascinates Tom.
He catches Bill with a kiss in the hallway, just to feel the stubble against his lips again. "Like it?" Bill asks him archly, with his usual ability to read Tom's mind.
"Don't know yet," Tom replies honestly.
Twenty minutes later, as Tom watches Bill kiss his way down Tom's abs, rubbing his cheek on the skin, this way, that way, Tom knows. He likes it.