Fuck off, California. I mean more than usual. [ eddie snorts, it snaps him out of it for a second. it’s weird to exchange friendly, almost teasing banter with billy hargrove of all people but it’s not like they were hostile before when things were more about an exchange of drugs and money. and this billy knows him, isn’t being a dick and it’s easy to slip into small comforts.
the touches take eddie back under, the press of warmth to his forehead has his mouth watering and then billy touches him again. and eddie's feels a tidal wave of hunger crash through him, hears himself growl low and the sound vibrate around them as he grabs at billy’s wrist, the one at his forehead with a now clawed hand, and the other fists the fabric of his shirt as he moves them - hauls him until he has billy pressed into the wall he’d been eyeing.
he freezes as he pins him there, hisses, panting open mouthed was fangs extend from his gums and he just stares at billy’s neck, hears that fucking heartbeat singing for him. ] Fuck. I—- Fuck.
I don’t— Fuck, I’m so hungry. [ distantly, he’s so fucking sorry. ]
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the touches take eddie back under, the press of warmth to his forehead has his mouth watering and then billy touches him again. and eddie's feels a tidal wave of hunger crash through him, hears himself growl low and the sound vibrate around them as he grabs at billy’s wrist, the one at his forehead with a now clawed hand, and the other fists the fabric of his shirt as he moves them - hauls him until he has billy pressed into the wall he’d been eyeing.
he freezes as he pins him there, hisses, panting open mouthed was fangs extend from his gums and he just stares at billy’s neck, hears that fucking heartbeat singing for him. ] Fuck. I—- Fuck.
I don’t— Fuck, I’m so hungry. [ distantly, he’s so fucking sorry. ]