Bill was good with emotion, when he could express it how he needed to. Like how this seemed the only way, the only way to properly express it. He was just so proud and thrilled and spinning Klaus around and around wasn't nearly as satisfying as getting to be inside him, coming together to share something so monumental.
He slid his hand up Klaus spine and into his hair, pulling his head back hard as he drove his hips up. "Everything, absolutely everything," Bill promised breathless and raspy. Usually he was more careful, but it wasn't the first time and he knew that the other man liked, how he liked to be touched.
"There's just something about you," Bill told him. "Both of you," oh and it was a shame Ben wasn't there, that might be all that could have made it better. But he was far too far gone to regroup later, Klaus was all skin and heat and he looked utterly blissful was it snowed down onto his face.
He couldn't hold back, Bill's hips stuttered and he groaned low and soft as he came. Which would have been where he stayed except Klaus was still wonderfully hard and he pulled out before sinking to his knees. It was messy, Klaus' cock hit the back of his throat and he gagged a little, but Bill felt messy and giddy so it seemed perfect.