He can only keep a lid on it for so long, and Jeff's laughter is the beginning of the end. Tim's narrowed eyes pin him down, and the moment he's free to and Jeff is playing dumb, he interrupts. "You wouldn't have to even think about ADI if--"
The heat, instead of dissipating, grows in the pit of his stomach.
There's so many emotions at play, all of them negative. He doesn't know how to jockey the tidal wave threatening to swallow him. Tim resists the bait, the man, the words.
Somewhat.
"I just don't want to share for once."
He can't jockey the emotions, wrangle the twisted things under control, but he can throw his weight and straddle Jeff's hips, bed sheets between them, and barely think of his stump of a leg doing little to nothing to pin Jeff's side.
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The heat, instead of dissipating, grows in the pit of his stomach.
There's so many emotions at play, all of them negative. He doesn't know how to jockey the tidal wave threatening to swallow him. Tim resists the bait, the man, the words.
Somewhat.
"I just don't want to share for once."
He can't jockey the emotions, wrangle the twisted things under control, but he can throw his weight and straddle Jeff's hips, bed sheets between them, and barely think of his stump of a leg doing little to nothing to pin Jeff's side.
Somewhat.
"And-- I've been thinking."