Liam wants to keep giving Mike more. Keep him wanting more. Just for that look alone, that reaching for it once its gone. But this is a reward, or rather a hint of a reward that's to come once he tells the story. It can only be given out in small pieces. And already Liam was thinking of so much more that could be done to further that reward, if the story was good enough.
He let Mike pull away, distance himself as he sat down. Liam himself finished off the last of his drink and set the bottle beside the sink. He maintained that distance, leaning against the wall, watching and listening.
Starting with Tim, not the boyfriend. Not exactly what he'd asked, but he couldn't fault Mike for that. Yet. It was a matter of interpretation on the request, filtered through the fogged mind of a junkie. But still, his fingers itched to grab Mike by the hair, yank his head back, and demand a concise answer. He made himself wait.
"It was that easy?" His tone was neutral, almost bland. Masking just how interested he really was.
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He let Mike pull away, distance himself as he sat down. Liam himself finished off the last of his drink and set the bottle beside the sink. He maintained that distance, leaning against the wall, watching and listening.
Starting with Tim, not the boyfriend. Not exactly what he'd asked, but he couldn't fault Mike for that. Yet. It was a matter of interpretation on the request, filtered through the fogged mind of a junkie. But still, his fingers itched to grab Mike by the hair, yank his head back, and demand a concise answer. He made himself wait.
"It was that easy?" His tone was neutral, almost bland. Masking just how interested he really was.