He had to stop this, Bill thought; but it was as if there was some strange disconnect between his brain and his body, his thoughts drifting sluggish and slow through veins constricted by undirected, irresistible heat.
"I know," he breathed against the line of Kirk's jaw; "I have to get home."
His hands drifted of their own accord, hitching him closer, bringing his full weight to bear on Kirk. This was ridiculous, he thought; indecent and unfair, but the rest of him didn't want to listen to the voice of reason screaming in his brain; not when it could instead steer their mouths together, Bill's lips sealing over Kirk's, inadvisable and sure.
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Date: 2010-05-02 11:57 pm (UTC)"I know," he breathed against the line of Kirk's jaw; "I have to get home."
His hands drifted of their own accord, hitching him closer, bringing his full weight to bear on Kirk. This was ridiculous, he thought; indecent and unfair, but the rest of him didn't want to listen to the voice of reason screaming in his brain; not when it could instead steer their mouths together, Bill's lips sealing over Kirk's, inadvisable and sure.