He wants to tell Billy not to say such things. Not to give him hope when he knows there is none to be had. He's not the Alpha Billy should want. He's not the one he needs. And part of him thinks that this might also be because of the heat. Billy's mind isn't all there right now. He surely would be saying such things to any alpha that came in here. But Goody doesn't want to admit that could very well be it. He wants to believe, just for a moment that this amazing strong beautiful Omega would really choose such a weak mate.
He closes his eyes and tries to stay strong. The stain is all through his body now, clenching muscles and straining sinew making him shake. Not from fear but from the amount of effort he has to give to continue to restrain himself. "Of course I wouldn't. You're...my partner. My equal. Hell, you're better than I am. Stronger. Faster. More deadly. I couldn't dominate you if I tried." Though he had done a pretty damn good job when he had made Billy go upstairs. But he had been desperate to avoid a fight.
Goody's restraint can only hold so long and it breaks completely when that swipe of wetness travels up the straining muscles in his neck. His eyes go dark and his pheromones spike as he turns and grabs Billy. "I'm so sorry..." He husks and then surges forward to crush their mouths together while trying to shove the man backwards towards the bed. Not that his mouth lingers on that kiss long. Not when there's other places to kiss and lick. "I'm so so sorry. I should go. I shouldn't be in here. I should leave." He says that but his mouth is brushing with a dangerous suggestion at Billy's shoulder. All he would have to do is force the man around. Push him down onto the bed and bite his nape. He wants to so badly he can't think straight anymore. All he can do is keep apologizing for falling to his base instincts.
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Date: 2016-12-02 05:54 am (UTC)He closes his eyes and tries to stay strong. The stain is all through his body now, clenching muscles and straining sinew making him shake. Not from fear but from the amount of effort he has to give to continue to restrain himself. "Of course I wouldn't. You're...my partner. My equal. Hell, you're better than I am. Stronger. Faster. More deadly. I couldn't dominate you if I tried." Though he had done a pretty damn good job when he had made Billy go upstairs. But he had been desperate to avoid a fight.
Goody's restraint can only hold so long and it breaks completely when that swipe of wetness travels up the straining muscles in his neck. His eyes go dark and his pheromones spike as he turns and grabs Billy. "I'm so sorry..." He husks and then surges forward to crush their mouths together while trying to shove the man backwards towards the bed. Not that his mouth lingers on that kiss long. Not when there's other places to kiss and lick. "I'm so so sorry. I should go. I shouldn't be in here. I should leave." He says that but his mouth is brushing with a dangerous suggestion at Billy's shoulder. All he would have to do is force the man around. Push him down onto the bed and bite his nape. He wants to so badly he can't think straight anymore. All he can do is keep apologizing for falling to his base instincts.