Longing

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Billy drummed his fingernails impatiently on the kitchen work top at Number 11, watching the clock eagerly, waiting for Todd to come home. He was late, most likely on purpose.

Billy's eyes darted away from the ticking of the clock to his phone on the side which flashed, another message.

Billy was quick to grab his phone and open the message, eagerly.

-Nearly home, bet you've been missing me x-

Billy couldn't see him but he could picture the smug smile on Todd's face right now, he had been taunting Billy all day long with sultry text messages, about all the things he would do to him, do for him.

Todd had only just started working with Tracy at the florists again and he was already bored with it apparently, more intent on sending Billy filthy messages, driving him crazy and loving it all the while.

Billy hadn't risen to it though and gone about his day as normal, not that that stopped Todd from carrying on goading him with texts, he knew full well Billy would read every one, getting more turned on each time one came through.

Billy gulped as he stood there in the kitchen of Number 11 all alone, scrolling through the previous messages Todd had sent him. He couldn't help but fantasise about every one from him taking Billy right there and then in the back room of the florists, again, as he begged him to come over to the shop and see him, suggesting he was all one his lonesome after Tracy barged out on him.

Todd described what he would do in pretty graphic detail, Billy having to conceal his shock and desire as he took time out between services at the church to check his mobile.

Todd teased him as he left the church, walking down the path in a hurry to get back home, outlining how his lips would press kisses to the back of Billy’s neck as he bent him over a kitchen work top. The way his hips would roll forward into Billy's ass, fingers gripping too-tight at his hips, piercing the delicate skin until blood trickled out from the crescent shaped marks left by Todd's short nails.

Billy had huffed as he scrabbled with his keys to open the door to Number 11 as his phone buzzed again. However this time Billy did take notice of this one particular message from Todd.

-Or I will let you shag me this time... x-

and that's how Billy ended up where he was now, aroused and tetchy keenly anticipating Todd walking down the cobbles towards home.

Then he heard it, the keys turning in the lock as the front door opened.

Todd entered the dimly lit hallway, quietly, the tension in the air already electric without even clapping eyes on Billy.

He put his keys down on the side as he waltzed into the living room, immediately met with Billy's wild, piercing gazing from the kitchen sending shivers involuntary down his spine as adrenaline flowed through his veins, waiting for Billy to act.

"Evening Vicar" Todd started with a arrogant grin, walking over to the kettle. "I'm gasping for a cuppa, want one?"

"Your late" Billy answered sternly, completely ignoring Todd's question.

"Yeah I know, I strolled slowly on purpose, keep you waiting and all" Todd looked at him with a cocky wink.

"You bloody tease" Billy whispered as Todd moved into his personal space, his desire for a cup of tea forgot as it grew for something else. Todd eyes gleamed, there lips centimetres apart.

"You better believe it vicar, and of course I'm all yours" Todd emphasised the last word with a shit-eating, brash but somewhat loving smile.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 13, 2017 ⏰

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