He's interrupted

As Billys tongue continued to flick across his mother's areola he suddenly heard the front door open on the first floor.

"No, Dad and Emily are home." The thought of discovery wasn't something Billy had thought of. He realized now he risked getting in trouble, especially since he didn't understand the full capabilities of his power.

"Mom..." He looked up and commanded her in his trance. "You had a dream. Get dressed and have a nap."

Billy didn't know how well he could influence thoughts. He figured they should be controllable. After all, he was manipulating their mind to control their bodies he thought as he watched his mom put back on her clothes, her expression still distant and unmoving as she proceeded to leave the room.