Billy Hargrove

Billy was sitting in his car with his head thrown back. The fight with his father ended with Billy moaning painfully touching his broken nose, which was bleeding. You were sitting next to him and looking at him anxiously. Billy noticed your look and growled softly,

"I'm fine."

You didn't believe it and carefully climbed onto his lap and began to lick the blood. He hissed painfully, but you didn't stop and pressed your lips to his in a soft kiss with the taste of blood. Your tongue intertwined with his and he growled softly like a wounded animal.