“You want me to beg?” he asked in a breathless, challenging voice.
It was David’s voice more than anything that always got to George. It had this husky quality that made everything he said sound like a whispered, amused secret. And because George never could back down from a dare, he responded to the challenge in David’s infuriating voice by pushing his hips forward and felt David start to harden. He felt it without surprise. This moment had been coming for a while. They both knew it, both recognized it for what it was, now that it was here.
“War Boys don’t beg for mercy,” David said in a whisper, his eyes full of heat and challenge.
I’ve never seen the entirety of this movie, only clips, but with this fic it’s not needed, telling a compelling and complicated love story.