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Steve kept his eyes fixed to Billy’s face, peripherally clocking the persistent flex of his futile attempts at a fist before Billy winces from the effort and stills, body going taught and aggressive.
“What are you going to do, hit me?” Steve taunts, a bit childish, sure, but still cruel—satisfying. Especially with the way Billy flinches, just before his eyes flash, chest expanding another inch in that way of his that’s all show. At least when he’s like this, utterly impotent in all ways but one. “Yeah,” Steve grins, a little manic, but it’s warranted, “I didn’t think so. Looks like someone finally put a muzzle on you.”
(Or: Billy breaks both his hands (courtesy of Neil) and can’t manage to masturbate in his current condition. Steve notices and lends him a hand, or rather a leg. (It’s really just two horny fuckboys dry humping against a locker room wall with a side of under-negotiated humiliation kink).)**NEW SECOND CHAPTER**