drabble
Title: Session
Author: Molly
Pairing: Billie/Mike/Tre
Rating: R
Note: For my drabble meme. This one's for the ever so lovely, equinescientist .
Billie worked his fingers into Tre's shoulders firmly, slowly, bending his neck just enough to breathe against the drummer's skin. "You are so damn tense, baby."
"That may be due to these marathons rock concerts we've been putting on," Tre replied, then moaned, as his lover's kneading hands drifted to his sore biceps. "Damn, you're good at this."
"Isn't he?" Mike murmured appreciatively. He went to his knees and took Tre into his mouth, who's eyes snapped open and fingers clawed their way into a head of sweaty brown hair.
"Shit," he moaned again, then gasped. "I love you guys."
Author: Molly
Pairing: Billie/Mike/Tre
Rating: R
Note: For my drabble meme. This one's for the ever so lovely, equinescientist .
Billie worked his fingers into Tre's shoulders firmly, slowly, bending his neck just enough to breathe against the drummer's skin. "You are so damn tense, baby."
"That may be due to these marathons rock concerts we've been putting on," Tre replied, then moaned, as his lover's kneading hands drifted to his sore biceps. "Damn, you're good at this."
"Isn't he?" Mike murmured appreciatively. He went to his knees and took Tre into his mouth, who's eyes snapped open and fingers clawed their way into a head of sweaty brown hair.
"Shit," he moaned again, then gasped. "I love you guys."