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It’s Me And You Forever Pt. 9

Jason Scott x Reader

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Post Date: June 6th 2023

Post Time: 11:10 pm

Summary: Jason Scott and his childhood best friend have a rough time after an accident, but as they start to recover they meet four other troubled teens. Together the six go on a journey they never thought possible. They all band together as the power rangers to stop Angel Grove’s {and the world’s} destruction. Will they all find the destiny that was chosen for them? More importantly, what happens with y/n and Jason throughout this time?

Author's Note: I’ve decided that for my New Years resolution I’d learn Italian. With that being said I decided to try and add some into the story. So I used my translator on my phone for some of the Italian in here. I am in no way shape or form fluent in Italian yet, but I hope to be eventually. If you guys see anything wrong with my Italian I am so so sorry and we are not trying to offend or anything. We just thought it’d be cute if the reader had some Italian background.

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Jason’s Pov:

The girl in yellow gets dragged from her hiding spot, kicking and screaming. She gets dragged halfway down the hall and I fight my instinct to keep y/n away instead of deciding to rush in to help.

“Didi, I’m coming!” Zack yells out as he jumps out of his hiding spot before I even have a chance.

Her screams come to a stop and she looks at what looks like a robot in front of her. She stares at it in shock as it bends down to her.

“You’re real!” It exclaims in excitement before standing up straight when it hears Zack yelling.

Zack lets out a primal yell as he runs at the little red and silver robot, but the robot's arm extends like it did when grabbing the girl in yellow. The robot grabs Zack by the throat and throws him behind it. I rush out along with Kimberly and Billy before coming to a stop in front of the thing.

“We will kill you,” I warn the robot in hopes it’ll deter it from fighting.

“Kill me? How?” It asks, gesturing with its weird arms as it talks and shakes its head in disbelief.

“There’s six of us,” Kimberly states hesitatingly from beside me, trying to help.

“Yes, I know! I’ve been waiting for you,” the robot speaks as it throws his arms out.

“Wait, there’s two missing. Where’s the other guy and girl?” It questions as it looks at all of us.

“One, two, three, four…” the robot counts us out in confusion.

“Oh! There he is!” It exclaims as it shoots its arm out and pulls a screaming Zach over to us.

“Now, where is number six…?” it questions, looking around again as Zach steadies himself.

“Ahh, there she is,” the robot comments and its arm shoots out to y/n, who’s still practically catatonic.

He pulls her over and she stumbles so I quickly catch her. She leans into me and I pull her a little closer -as close as I physically can in hopes of protecting her better- as I quickly look her over to make sure the thing didn’t hurt her. Once I’m sure she’s ok, I look back up at the robot.

“All of you,” the robot says as it motions to us.

“In a spaceship buried underground? How long have you been waiting?” Billy asks in pure confusion as we all continue to keep our guards up.

“What’s today?” the robot throws his hands up again.

“Monday?” it asks with his head tilting ever so slightly as he gets a little closer.

We all instinctively move back a step and I make sure I’m more in front of y/n. Billy gives a small ‘yeah’ as confirmation to the robot’s question and I keep up my ready to fight stance with my one hand that’s not holding onto y/n.

“Then 65 million years,” the robot explains, making me and Billy look at one another.

“I’ve been very lonely,” the robot dramatically tells us after it lets out a sound that sounds like a sigh.

“You’re all so young looking,” the robot says in excitement before moving forward again, making us all quickly jump back away from it.

“This has to do with the coins?” I ask as I look at the robot in confusion.

“Yes, yes, the coins!” the robot exclaims as he throws his arms in the air.

“Different colors… different kids. Different colored kids,” he explains as he motions from right to left.

“I’m so excited you’re here!” it shouts as it jumps with its arms extending out just a bit at us again and we all shrink back in fear with gasps.

“Turn around…” it tells us as it motions with its hand.

We all watch the robot as it snaps its arms back into place and we all jump a little. We continue to stare at it as if we’re frozen.

“Go on,” it tells us as it throws its head lightly to the side.

Slowly we all turn around together only to be in awe once again. We look out over a small balcony at what seems to be a big TV-like screen with a glowing force in the middle of six platforms.

“No way…” I murmur in awe of the place.

“Proceed,” the robot speaks up from behind us.

Together we all start to head down the stairs, Kimberly and Zack go down before me. I stop for a moment and look down at y/n, who’s still wrapped around me. She slowly blinks and I smile.

“There we go. Come on, pretty girl. You’re all good,” I whisper as she blinks some more, but still hasn’t fully come out of it so I opt to just pull her along with me.

“Think this’ll work,” the robot mutters from behind Kimberly and Zack.

I follow Billy and the girl in yellow down the other steps on the other side. I gently pull y/n with me and it’s like she’s here, but not quite all the way with us, still frozen in fear.

“One, two, three, four, five, six. Different colors,” the robot continues to mutter as we get about halfway down the stairs.

“Guys, let’s focus on getting out of here,” Kimberly whispers loudly as we continue down the steps.

“Stay together, and then when we see a chance-” Kimberly continues on as we hit the bottom of the stairs.

“We run like hell,” the girl in yellow states, cutting Kimberly off.

“Okay… if we don’t get a chance?” I skeptically ask as we all come to a stop in front of the center that’s a glowing force of some kind.

“Then we kill it,” Zack comments and I look at him, but move my eyes when a small squeak comes from y/n.

I quickly look her over and now it’s like she’s waking up. She blinks and when she sees me, she instantly wraps her arms around me. I smile a little as I wrap my arm back around her shoulder and hold her closer, the feeling of instant relief washing over me.

“Welcome back, pretty girl,” I mutter as I leave a kiss on her forehead as comfort.

“Shouldn’t hurt, but let’s see,” the robot talks to itself as it stops on the other side of the platform.

“Please, step into the footprints,” it asks us as it motions to all the platforms.

We all look at each other in confusion and I feel y/n’s arms tighten around my middle. I gently squeeze her shoulder to let her know I’m there as I look at the others.

“No. We are not going to do that,” I whisper out to them and they all seemingly agree with me.

“Hey, question,” Billy speaks up, lifting his arm to get the robot’s attention before putting it back down.

“Um, what are you?” he asks and we all look at the robot.

“I’m Alpha 5, an alphormic lorcaid persona android,” the robot explains with his voice going out at the end.

“What?” I ask in confusion with furrowed eyebrows.

“He said he’s an Alpha 5…” Billy starts, but I hold a hand out to him.

“Yeah, I know,” I tell him and he nods before turning back to look at the robot.

“I’m a talking robot. You can trust me,” Alpha 5 tells us, its voice lowering to a whisper at the end as it holds out its hands in an open manner. Its eyes make a weird blink motion and I hear a scoff of disbelief from y/n, making me look down at her.

“Yeah, cause it’s definitely ok to trust a talking robot. Can’t see how that’ll end badly,” she says quietly, rolling her eyes and I hold back a laugh.

It then goes quiet for a moment and we all think it over. I see movement out of the corner of my eye, making me turn to see Billy stepping onto one of the platforms.

“Billy!” I whisper-shout at him, but he keeps moving.

He steps up on to the small platform before tapping a foot on it. It makes a ding sound and a dust-like substance flies up from the platform. Billy looks down at the platform in awe before taking a small leap with his eyes closed.

When nothing happens, he opens his eyes and looks at us. He laughs lightly and looks back down at where he’s standing before looking back up again. He then waves his hand at us in excitement.

I feel y/n let go of me and I immediately reach for her, but she avoids my grip and walks over to a platform of her own. Next, Zack turns and looks at us for a moment.

“What the hell,” he says with a shrug before he steps up onto a platform too.

“Okay…” the girl in yellow whispers out as she and Kimberly simultaneously agree before walking to their own.

I start to walk over to the last one between Kimberly and y/n as the girl in yellow and Kimberly step up onto theirs. As I make it about halfway, y/n smiles at me and nods.

“Why do you keep looking at each other? Is that, like, a human thing? Fascinating,” Alpha 5 asks as Kimberly and the girl in yellow keep eye contact the whole time they step up.

The girl in yellow takes one last deep breath before both her and Kimberly nod to each other. Y/n finally fully steps up onto hers as I slowly reach mine. She watches me with a smile and I look at her one last time for confirmation that I should do it.

She nods at me and with one last deep breath, I step up onto mine. As soon as I do, there’s an explosion of light that starts from the middle and works its way out around all of us. At first we all jump to cover our faces, but we quickly adjust to the light and lower our arms.

“Oh, it’s working! This is great! It’s working!” Alpha 5 shouts out in excitement as he dances around and I hear y/n let out a giggle.

There’s a surge of power and the whole room starts to shake as the wall behind me seems to start moving. We all instantly crouch to the floor and reach for anything to stable ourselves as the shaking continues. Instantly, I look over at y/n to make sure she’s ok, but her eyes are wide.

At first I think she’s looking at me, but I quickly realize her eyes are trained behind me. I turn around and my own eyes widen when I see the clear outline of a face coming out of the wall.

“Zordon, are you there? Zordon!” Alpha 5 yells out as he walks closer to the wall.

The head coming from the wall speaks a weird alien language as it seems to be looking around frantically. Alpha 5 talks back to it with wild arm motions in the same language. They have a conversation in the language for a few minutes as we all continue to try and get grounded from the continual shaking.

“Okay, okay,” I whisper out as I take a quick look back at the face before turning to look at y/n again.

I quickly jump off the pedestal and rush over to the girl in yellow. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch y/n jump off after me and rush over as I pull the girl in yellow up off of hers. Y/n grabs my hand and I pull her with me.

“Come on,” I tell her as we start to run off.

I feel a tug on my arm and turn back to see y/n. She’s looking at Billy, who seems to be frozen on the ground still.

“Jay. He’s in shock,” she tells me and I nod.

“Go with the others. I’ve got him,” I tell her as I pull her around in front of me and push her lightly towards Kimberly.

“Come on! Let’s go! Move!” I yell as I grip onto Billy and pull him up, snapping him out of his shock.

I run towards the group with Billy hot on my heels and y/n holds her hand out to me when I get closer. Together we all run back up the steps and towards the door, but come to a stop when the door closes us in. Billy knocks on it and the head in the wall keeps talking in the alien language.

“Still think it was a good idea to investigate, J?” Y/n sarcastically asks, rolling her eyes.

“So not the time, sweetheart,” I whisper back and she just shrugs.

I feel y/n squeeze my hand and I squeeze hers back as we all slowly realize we’re not leaving. We all stand there, breathing hard for a few minutes before finally Alpha 5 speaks up.

“Come forward, please?!” he yells out to us and Kimberly sighs.

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“Do we have a choice?” she asks in irritation and again I feel y/n squeeze my hand.

“Don’t think so,” I hesitantly reply with a sigh as I squeeze y/n’s hand back again.

Alpha 5 says something else in the alien language as we all slowly turn around. We slowly walk back down the stairs.

“Look! It’s Zordon!” Alpha 5 shouts as we start down the stairs. “Zordon, they don’t know who you are,” Alpha 5 states as he turns back to the head in the wall and we get about halfway down the stairs.

“Come in! Come in!” he again shouts as he turns back to us and motions us to him.

“These are them? They’re so small, especially the one next to red,” Zordon seems to observe and I feel y/n sink back a bit.

Once again, I squeeze her hand and she looks up to me. I give her a small nudge like I normally do when she gets insecure about her height. I mean, she’s not overly short, just a little shorter than me and maybe a little bit shorter than Billy. It’s just something she gets insecure of sometimes, but she knows she’s not as short as people make her believe. I’ve had to remind her many times that she’s the perfect height and not to worry about what others say, but sometimes I know she definitely still thinks about it.

“Funny, I said the same thing, actually,” Alpha 5 agrees with the head in the wall.

“You mean to tell me that the fate of the universe is placed in the hands of these— these children?” Zordon asks as he turns to look at all of us before moving farther down the wall.

“The universe? That’s a big place,” Billy mumbles to himself and I see y/n smile softly at him when he catches her watching him.

“They’re teenagers! Somewhere between infancy and full maturity. It’s hard to explain, really. I don’t—” Alpha 5 starts to explain, but Zordon cuts him off.

“Show me the coins,” Zordon demands before again sliding across the wall to me, y/n and Billy.

I reach down, pulling my coin out as does y/n and Billy. Together, we all hold them up to Zordon.

“The morphing grid is never wrong. If the power coins have returned to the ship with these…” Zordon starts, but pauses.

“Teenagers!” Alpha 5 shouts, filling it in for him.

“With these teenagers,” Zordon repeats in annoyance.

“Then these teenagers are the power rangers,” Zordon says doubtfully as he clearly rolls his eyes.

“Power rangers!” Alpha 5 exclaims as he puts his head down and does a victory motion with his arms.

I put my coin away in my pocket as Billy claps in excitement. I let out a chortle and shake my head in amusement at his excitement. Y/n lets out a small giggle as she also shakes her head, a small smile gracing her face.

“What?” The girl in yellow whispers out as she looks at Kimberly.

“Okay, quick question,” Zack is the first to speak up as he steps back up onto the ramp of his pedestal.

“Hello. Hate to interrupt. Did I just hear you say we’re power rangers?” Zack continues as he fully stops at the end of his pedestal.

“Yes,” Zordon starts before once again he’s sliding down the wall to look at Zack.

“Yes. You are the power rangers. Any other questions?” Zordon confirms what he said as he stops.

“No, I think I’m good,” Zack tells him and Zordon replies with a firm ‘good.’

“I got a question,” Billy quickly thinks out loud.

“Um… hi, how, you doing?” Billy speaks as he raises his hand before stepping off his pedestal as Zordon slides across the wall again.

I turn to look over my left shoulder at him and y/n turns over her right. I then quickly spin back around as he stops behind me to look up at Zordon. I look back at y/n, who now has her arms crossed and she gives me a shrug.

“Oh, okay— um, my name is Billy. Billy Cranston. Kids used to call me billy crams-tons—” Billy starts to ramble and I feel y/n nudge me with her shoulder.

“Billy!” I call out to him and he turns to look at me and y/n.

“Stop,” I tell him in a whisper as I hold my hand out.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers to me before turning back to Zordon.

“Uh… the images here in this sphere tell a history of the power rangers. Looks like the power rangers were a team that protected life,” Billy explains as he looks at the glowing center between all the pedestals, making us all look at it with him.

I hear a small gasp and look down at y/n to see awe on her face. I chuckle lightly before squeezing her hand, making her look at me. She gives me a tight-lipped smile before looking back at the moving colors.

“And life is a bright light. Or a piece of light?” Billy finally asks his question before turning back to look at Zordon.

“Yes. Yes, very good, Billy,” Zordon praises and we all turn to look at Zordon.

“It is called the Zeo Crystal,” Zordon starts to explain, taking a pause.

“Oh, I love this part. This is good,” Alpha 5 exclaims as he leans back in excitement before standing straight and walking closer to the glowing center.

“And every planet in the universe that has life has a piece of the crystal inside it,” Zordon continues to explain as we all look back into the glowing center.

“Sixty-five million years ago, Zordon’s Team died defending the crystal here in what is now Angel Grove,” Alpha 5 adds on as he points up at Zordon, then back at the center.

“The coins have chosen you five,” Zordon proclaims and I feel y/n squeeze my hand again, making me well aware that her fear is rising even more, so I squeeze hers back.

“Yes! I knew it!” Alpha 5 yells out as he fist bumps the air.

“Now you must protect the Zeo Crystal and life on earth,” Zordon tells us and I arch an eyebrow.

“Because… we… are the power rangers?” I ask in confusion and alpha 5 turns to Zordon.

“He’s smart!” Alpha 5 exclaims and y/n lets out a breathy giggle, making me look down at her. She shrugs, trying to hide a massive grin.

“Well, he’s not wrong…” she whispers out to me, wiggling her eyebrows at me and I shake my head, trying not to laugh.

Kimberly’s scoff pulls us both out of our little moment and we both turn to watch as she takes a step forward. She raises her hand, but puts it right back down.

“I’m sorry, um, is this some kind of joke?” she asks and out of the corner of my eye, I see y/n roll her eyes.

“Like, I’m standing here with a wet wedgie. My socks are soaked. We’re squishing around in here. We’re talking to a wall! I mean, guys… ” Kimberly starts to freak out a little bit and again, y/n rolls her eyes.

“Silence!” Zordon yells out and suddenly the whole room is a bright white.

We all go flying off our feet and I try to keep a grasp on y/n’s hand, but somehow we lose each other's hold. I freak out a moment, trying to locate her before I’m suddenly waking up on the couch of the living room of my house. I blink and for a split moment it’s utter quiet.

I sit up and look around, confused and feeling an absolute dread falling over me. It stays quiet, but I find myself getting up and walking to the front door that’s slightly ajar. It creaks as the air gently pushes it and I reach down to the handle.

I pull it open and find myself in downtown Angel Grove as I walk out the door. I find myself in the middle of the road, but everything seems desolate and eerily quiet.

“Dig! Dig, Goldar!” I hear a whisper that makes me turn to look behind me, but nothing is there, just road and more Angel Grove.

I turn back around and just as I do, there seems to be some explosion in front of me. There’s a green light and smoke before suddenly everything changes. It’s now all gray and people are screaming.

I look to the side and see what seems to be statues of frozen people. I realize they’re all people I know, like dozens of statues before suddenly there’s a person in green right in my face. I move back a bit, but she stays there.

Suddenly she starts making ragged breathing noises and it feels like all the air is being taken from my lungs. Pain is all I feel for a few minutes and she reaches out for me. I then push myself back and my arms hit the statues, making them dissolve into dust.

Then before I know it, I’m back in the ship and falling to the ground. We all fall to the ground and I let out a few coughs as my mind tries to come back. I hear another groan that pulls me out of my own pain and I turn to find y/n laying on her stomach.

She groans as she moves to her back and I slowly slide over to her. I look at her for a moment, silently asking if she’s ok. She lets a tear roll down her cheek before nodding slowly. I sigh and lay my head back on the ground.

I feel her hand come closer and grip onto mine. I grip onto hers right back as we both still try to recover from the blow of the landing.

“Sir. I’m detecting elevated heart rates. They’re— they’re very scared,” Alpha 5 observes and I roll over, trying to get up.

“I don’t understand,” I say as I am finally able to stand back up.

“Why would you show us that nightmare?” I ask as I start walking over to Zordon.

Y/n reaches out to me, but pulls her hand back with a hiss before just letting me go.

“It’s not a nightmare. It’s the future,” Zordon answers as all the others stand now too.

“Was that for real?” Kimberly quietly and breathlessly asks as she looks at the girl in yellow.

“Felt like it,” the girl in yellow tells her.

“And who was that woman?” I ask just before coming to a stop.

“Sir? I believe Orange has a broken rib,” Alpha 5 interrupts, making us all turn to see him looking at y/n.

I see y/n still on the ground and my heart leaps into my chest as I rush back over to her. She groans as I quickly pull her into a seated position.

“My bad. I didn’t realize she’d fall on her stomach. She should heal fine, but Alpha, give her a scan just to be sure,” Zordon tells Alpha 5, who nods before walking over to y/n, but I stop him, holding out a hand.

“She’s not going anywhere without me,” I say in a threatening tone and Alpha 5 shakes his head as he flicks his wrist.

“No need. I can do the scan right here,” he tells me and with a little nod, I let him continue over to us.

He scans her and she lets out a few coughs, but nonetheless seems absolutely fine. Once he’s done scanning her, he looks at her.

“You should be 100% healed, in… I’d say an hour tops,” Alpha 5 tells her and she nods, even though her face shows pure shock.

“Wanna stand?” I ask her and she hesitantly nods before grabbing onto the hand I have held out to her.

I gently help her stand and as we do, she keeps a death-like grip on my hand. Once fully standing, she grimaces for a moment before nodding at me. I keep a hold of her and like she reads my mind, walks with me back over to Zordon.

“Ok. You were saying?” I ask as I look back up to Zordon.

“Her name is Rita Repulsa. She will create Goldar, a huge monster who will rip the crystal from the earth, and all life on your planet will die. With the Crystal, Rita will have the power to create and destroy worlds,” Zordon explains and y/n lets out a breath of shock.

“Wow, way to scare us into being these… power rangers,” y/n sarcastically says with a roll of her eyes.

“So, let me guess. You want us to kill this woman? R— Rita?” The girl in yellow asks and I turn back to look at her.

“Ay, ay, ay! Rita,” Alpha 5 corrects her as he puts his hands to his head like he’s pinching his nose in disapproval.

“She must be stopped,” Zordon adds in a solemn tone and I feel y/n shiver lightly.

“When is she coming?” Kimberly asks, looking at Zordon with a look of disbelief.

“She’s already here. My best guess is we have 11 months. Oh, I’m sorry, days. Days, 11 days,” Alpha 5 changes his estimate as he flings his hands up, then back down.

“If we’re the Power Rangers and this is our ship, if I walk through that door right now, will it open for me?” The girl in yellow asks in a scarcely even tone after she huffs.

“Yes, of course,” Zordon answers without hesitation and I turn to look at her.

“Let’s go,” the girl in yellow says before her and Kimberly turn and start to run.

“Whoa. What are you doing? No, no, no come back!” Alpha 5 shouts, reaching out as all of the others except me and y/n run out of the room.

I look at Zordon before taking a step back and starting to walk away. Y/n follows, still keeping a hold of my hand as we walk back to the stairs.

“No, no, please don’t leave,” Alpha 5 begs us as he takes a few steps behind us.

“Jason, my ranger team died defending the crystal from Rita. That’s why I’m in this wall,” Zordon appeals to me and I turn back to him.

“How’d you know my name?” I ask him as I look up at him.

“Because it’s you, Jason Scott. You are the leader. You are the Red Ranger,” Zordon tells me and the light behind us changes, making me turn to look at it.

I watch in awe as the red ranger in the middle does a cool spin-around move. It then changes to the green ranger.

“Rita was a ranger, too. And my friend. But she betrayed us. Wanted more power. She lost her way. Now she is just pure evil,” Zordon explains as I watch the green ranger in the center before turning to him again.

“But nobody’s pure evil. Did you try appealing to her? Maybe reminding her of what you guys once were?” Y/n asks as she turns to him and Zordon sighs, giving her a sad look.

“We tried everything we could think of. Still, she let the power go right to her head,” he tells y/n with a sigh and I turn back to the glowing force.

“That’s so sad…” y/n tells him and Zordon gives a hum of agreement.

“Believe me. I would have done anything and everything to save Rita,” he tells her and she sniffles, but I know she’s holding her tears back even without having to look at her.

“You must bring them back. All of the rangers. You must train your team to stop Rita before she has the strength to find the crystal,” Zordon urges me and I shake my head.

“Okay. We’re leaving,” I reply as I put my hands up before starting to back away.

“And I only speak for myself and this one here—” I start as I point to y/n.

“No! You speak for all of them. You know that deep down what I’m saying is true. You were born for this,” Zordon says and I stop halfway to look back at him.

“Y/n, you comin?” I ask her when I realize she’s not walking with me.

She keeps her stare up at Zordon and he gives her a look that I can’t exactly read cause he’s a wall. She nods at him before turning slowly to me and grabbing my hand. She looks up at me and I smile softly at her before grabbing her hand.

Together, we walk out of the main room and down the first few halls we were first in. Soon before we know it, we’re back in the cave headed towards the water that brought us here.

To Be Continued…

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When The World Seems So Cruel

prompt: ( requested ) Billy knows something's bothering his girl, so, he follows his instincts and checks on her - family, friends, and slutty cheerleaders in bikinis be damned.

pairing: Billy Hargrove x female!reader

fandom masterlist: Stranger Things

word count: 5.1k+

warnings: cursing, smut 'cause why not, boys being assholes 'cause they're losers, misogyny, toxic / abusive / neglectful family, description of background violence, angst, did Cherry really write it if there wasn't a helluva lot of projection and need for revocation of internet access?

"Miss Cahill? I'm sorry to interrupt," you half-smiled at your math professor, "but I was just wondering if you still had my test? I never got mine back."

"Right," she cleared her throat, glancing around your body to see most of the class empty at that point. "I wanted to talk to you about that," she paused to pull out your test from a manilla folder. "I was very shocked to grade this under your name, honey, you're usually such a well-focused and high-achievin' student, I mean, you're on track for the Nat Scholarship! So, to see this... Was shockin', it's... Not your best work," she winced, handing the packet over.

You blinked in shock, frowning as anxiety mounted in your chest when you saw the glaring F in red marker. You mumbled in embarrassment, "I guess I've just been off my game..."

"Honey," Miss Cahill sighed in her light country accent, leaning on her desk with both fists so your eyes met hers, "I can always tell when one of my students is goin' through somethin' at home."

You froze, shaking your head, "No, no, it's not... It's not so bad."

"What's goin' on?"

You shrugged, "I've just been... Really tired," you decided on excusing, hoping beyond hope it was enough.

It wasn't, of course it wasn't. Miss Cahill just sighed and offered, "I can let you retake the test next week - but only after you go see the guidance counselor."

"Right... Um, yeah, okay, yeah, sounds good; um, thanks, Miss Cahill."

You made an escape, distracted by the third failing test you received this week; nearly barreling straight into a meaty, solid chest. "Woah, hey, no need to run 'round lookin' for the man of your dreams, I'm right here, doll," Billy teased, hands grabbing your upper arms to steady you. "What's got you inna rush, baby? You know I pick you up after this class."

You smiled in brief distraction, "Yeah, sorry, baby, I was just thinking about this essay coming up. Hi," you offered, stretching up on your toes to kiss him in greeting. "How're you?"

He half-smirked, "I'm good, you know Mr. Brunson's got a stick up his ass as usual."

"Mhm. As usual, and totally has nothing to do with you provoking him," you teased, latching onto his waist as you shoved your test deep in your shoulder-bag. You neared his locker, and you managed to choke out, "Hey, um... Y-You wanna get outta here?"

Billy offered you a look of mild confusion, smirking with a strange laugh, "You wanna ditch school?"

"Maybe."

"Why?"

"I'm just tired," you offered meekly, "I feel like I haven't slept in a week."

Billy lead you up to his locker, hand on your waist to keep you close as he mused, "This feels like a setup."

"It's not, I promise."

He yanked the metal door open, "Uh-huh. You told me when I met you that I'd have to practically kidnap you to get you to skip class. Huh? 'Member all that? All them lectures you gave me 'bout the importance of goin' t'class if I wanna do anything after this shithole?"

"Yeah, but things change, Bee."

Billy's face dropped, shoving his books into his open locker before turning, leaning his shoulder on the locker next to his, arms crossed as he stared at you. "What's wrong?" He questioned sharply.

"Billy, I'm just tired."

"No, it's something else. What's wrong? What's goin' on?"

You sighed, "You know what? It's okay, nevermind, I actually promised Eddie that I'd help him make those banners for SGA during lunch today, so," you glanced around, "I'm gonna go."

"Nah, baby, hol' up, I ain't mean - "

"I know, handsome," you promised softly, nodding as you reached for his waist to give a squeeze and keep him close. "I just forgot I told a friend I'd help them out, so, I'll just see you after, yeah?"

One hand rose to pet over your cheek, sighing, "You sure you're good? You don't look okay, sugar."

"I'm good," you nodded, deflating into his embrace and hearing him chuckle. "I'm just stretched thin this week, probably shouldn't make promises to my delinquent friends with all the college drama to worry about."

"What'd Munson do this time to only get banner-duty? Huh?"

"Probably got caught skipping or something," you mumbled against his pectoral; inhaling the scent of his mall-bought cologne and finding it a refreshing change from the CVS-brand he used when you first met. "School did something right by makin' everyone in detention serve the SGA for all their shit."

"Definitely got me to shape up," he joked, pecking the top of your head before finishing, "but I mostly missed out on time with you."

"Hey... I was thinking, maybe I can come over this weekend? Keep Max company, maybe keep Neil at bay? Can have a sleepover, too, if you want."

Now Billy's head cocked and his expression hardened, "The fuck you wanna come over for? You know how tense shit gets - "

"Billy."

"Nah, you're not makin' sense, pretty girl," he snapped, pulling back to stare down at you. "What's going on with you? You don't wanna be at home or something? The fuck's goin' on that's so bad you'd rather be at my place?"

You felt tongue tied, but the bell rang shrilly and literally saved you from needing to answer. "Shit, I gotta run, baby. I'll find you later, okay?" You promised, lifting onto your toes to kiss him, promising, "I love you."

He frowned, grumbling, "Yeah, love you, too." He watched you vacate the hall, his mind basically going blank to all other thought beside you. The entire lunch period, he sat on the hood of his car, chain smoking, wondering where he went wrong; what he did to upset you; what could be going on and most importantly, why you couldn't say anything to him about it.

However, after lunch, Billy found you in the library's designated SGA room and thought you appeared ten times as relaxed, laughing with Eddie Munson. When the punk caught Billy's eye, he nodded in respect; gesturing for you to look, and your head turned with a smile. You parted from Eddie and trotted up to Billy, feeling relieved when he grabbed you in a possessive hold; searing his lips to yours.

"Hi," you giggled.

"You seem happy."

"Kinda hard to be in a bad mood around Eddie."

"I can see," he lead you away. He wanted to bring back up about whatever was bothering you, but didn't; fearing ruining your joyful mood. Instead, his fingers just tangled with yours and you entered history together.

What should've been a decently peaceful class turned into a state of confusion for you and Billy when the intercom kicked on, the front office asking for your presence with the principal. Billy glared at the speaker box as you cast him a look of doubt, both confused by the summons; being all too used to them calling his name instead. All of history passed miserably; Billy alone without his favorite person to keep him on track and becoming antsy the longer you were gone. When you didn't return by the end of class, he grabbed anything you left and begrudgingly went to the last two classes of the day.

When the final bell rang, Billy waited for you at his car for a solid 25 minutes with several cigarettes being burned, but when you still didn't show, he grew worried. So, he stored everything in his Camaro, not needing to worry about his sister because Max got a ride home with her new bestie, Jane, and her father, Jim Hopper, and stormed through the school. Anger radiated off his very being, nearly stomping his steps, and just before he got to the front lobby, he saw you exiting the office.

You didn't notice him at first, and for a moment, Billy thought you were going to hurl whatever was on your stomach as you held a few pieces of paper in shaking hands. "Baby," he called your attention, finding your eyes light up at the sight of him. "The hell's goin' on? You were gone the rest of the day, I got worried."

"Yeah, it was some shit wrong with my college applications, but we got it straightened out," you lied, stepping into his embrace. "I'm sorry I worried you, handsome."

He met your lips in a kiss, promising, "Not your fault. C'mon, day's over, our weekend can start once we get the hell outta here."

"Hmm," you hummed dreamily. "Lemme go to my locker and we can get gone."

Billy didn't mind waiting, and when you were done at your locker, he escorted you to his car; only a few students still lingering after hours. He opened your passenger door, winking at you, then quickly jogged to his side and slid in. "C'mere," he breathed, reaching for your cheek instantly; hand sliding along the back of your neck and bringing you in close.

You moaned when Billy's lips molded to yours; all but instantly salivating when his tongue tangled with your own in a messy dance. You had a few rules about PDA, especially in school; but being in his car was neural territory and Billy needed a way to expel his neediness. Praising God for making today steadily warm and that you wore a skirt, you were ready to cry when Billy's hand came down to grip the meat of your thigh.

"Billy," you rushed when his hand traveled under your skirt to ghost over your panties.

"Nobody's here t'watch," he smirked. "C'mon, lemme do this for you, pretty girl. You don't wanna go home yet, right? Ain't got some curfew?"

"Nope," you surged forward to slam your lips to his, moaning when his hand now confidently pet your panties as your legs spread all the wider to encourage him.

"Good girl," he praised quickly, skimming the apex of your thigh to hook your panties and pull them to the side. "Mhm," he hummed with a cocky smirk, "I knew you liked getting fucked in public. Feel how fuckin' wet you are - shit, Goddamn."

You mewled; tension mounting as you tightened up from the stoking pleasure. "Billy - " You gasped when he plunged his fingers into your cunt, easily sliding in due to your arousal. "Ohhh, fuck," you breathed, eyes shut and mouth agape in pleasure, "needed this - needed this so bad. Just needed you."

"You'll get so much more, baby."

You whimpered, "Now, please. Please, please, please."

He smirked, "Wanna get in the back or ride me, princess? Huh? Tell me what you need."

Your eyes locked with his as you thought it over, but then, you smirked as you readjust the passenger seat and turned so your ass was propped up. It gave him a full view of your messy cunt; panties askew from his previous motions and fluid rubbed all around. Billy reached out with one hand to plunge his pointer and middle finger back into your core, the other wrangling open his belt, button, and jean zipper in frantic movements.

He shimmied from the garments and sat up, following your lead in adjusting his seat. He instantly mounted behind you over the center console, licking his palm and stroking his himself to life as he drug his cockhead up and down your wetness.

Billy reached out to move your panties once more, line himself up, and plunge full-hilt. You gasped and grunted, letting yourself be shoved forward a little to catch on the seat; Billy hissing between his teeth as your warmth enveloped him in a sticky-wetness. "Hang on, doll, ah, fuck, there we go," he chuckled, readjusting his position before starting to move his hips to create the most delicious friction.

"Fuuuuck, Billy!" You whined when he held both your hips with only one hand keeping your panties to the side.

"Needed this, too," he chuckled. "Good girl, fuckin' taking me so well. You'd let me do anything, wouldn't you? Fuck you however I want to, huh? Yeah," he lifted one hand to smack the meat of your bottom, creating a ripple; liking the way you twitched and delivered two more, finishing, "I know my pretty baby would let me do whatever I fucking wanted with her - " he clenched his teeth, hips punctuating his words, "'cause she was fuckin' made for me."

"Yes," you moaned, mind blank from all the previous drama of your day; ready to weep like a bitch in heat, "anything, baby, yes, yes, yes, anything you want."

"Good girl," he laughed ruefully; picking up the pace to fuck you outta your mind as he ensured you felt every throbbing vein of his engorged cock. He chased his own orgasm as you were charged with your own; hand reaching for your clit to start applying pressure in tight circles. "Let me cum in you, sweetheart. C'mon, baby, tell me I can cum in you - in this pretty pussy - in my pretty pussy - lemme fuckin' cum in you."

"Billy, fuck - yes, baby, yes! Yes, harder, please, fuck me harder and you can cum wherever you want."

"Even your ass?"

"Yes, Daddy, yes, anything you want! Fuck my ass full of your cum, please, fuck, I need it! Whatever you want, I need. Please!"

Billy's golden curls stuck to his forehead and neck, entire car rocking with frantic, animalistic movements - but anyone lingering around the school to see it wasn't surprised. Billy felt like he went faster than usual, that he got a little rougher; but he was nearing his end and it was hard to keep pace. When you cried out and legs shook from your flash-bang of an orgasm, he knew you had finished and could focus on his own; never pulling out.

He'd fuck your ass later.

"Fuck!" Billy came with a shout; shooting hot, salty, opaque white ropes of cum into your quivering cunt. He stuttered his hips into the meat of your ass, balls contracting; emptying himself inside you as you relished in the feeling of his warmth flooding your lower belly. He chuckled, mocking, "Might just have to get you off that pill so I can get you fucking pregnant already."

"Whatever Daddy wants."

Billy laughed as he pulled out of you slowly, instantly turning again to crash into his driver seat. You went a little limp but managed to turn over, both panting as the windows were fogged up; but aired out when Billy rolled two down to light up his cigarette. "So," he spoke through his inhale and deep breaths, "you wanna tell me whats wrong now?"

"Hmm?"

"Why're you so distracted? Distant? Even with me?"

You felt panicked by the confrontation, resorting to your last line of defense. "Just dealing with a lot," you answered as your legs spread as wide as you could to start toying with your beaten-pussy. He watched with a stoic expression as you used your fingers to stuff his dripping-cum back inside you. "'S been stressful, guess I just had a bad day," you whined lightly, still playing.

"Fuck's sake."

"Hmm?" You feigned innocence.

"You're just askin' for it, huh?"

"Maybe," you pouted, "or maybe I just need your cum - "

"Cut it out, we gotta go," he snickered, turning the key in the ignition. "Your dad hates me enough, can't have you late for family dinner."

You went quiet as your thoughts were plagued with a screaming voice that begged Billy to just read your mind and understand what was wrong - why you were so upset, so panicked. But you knew better. So, you flipped down your skirt and readjusted yourself, sucking your fingers of his cum before letting his hand tangle with one of yours on your lap.

"Maybe you'd wanna come over tonight?" You asked softly. "Go see a movie or something?"

"You never wanna go out on Friday nights," he chuckled, but something felt terribly wrong about the notion. "You do homework and study on Friday and Sunday nights, you said it was a relationship rule, huh?"

"Things can change," you pouted.

"I told Tommy and Ryan I'd hang with them and the guys tonight," Billy spoke slowly. "But I can cancel if you - "

"No, no, don't," you shook your head, "go see your friends. 'Cause I'll see you in the morning, right?"

"Right."

"And I can stay the night... Right?"

Billy nodded, "Anytime you want, baby, yeah."

"Okay, cool," you spoke softly, deflating in his seat when he pulled up to your house. "Um..." You stared up at the home as if it were haunted. "Do you wanna come in for a little?"

His head tilted and brows furrowed, "I have to pick up Max from Hopper's, remember?"

"Right!" You gaped, but didn't move.

"What's wrong?" He asked with a hardened tone, making you gulp lightly. "You don't wanna go in?"

"I could, like, just go with you?"

"Baby, the fuck's going on? Know I hate repeating myself and shit, so just fucking tell me - maybe I can fucking help."

"Nothing, no, it's just, it's nothing, I'm sorry, I just - I'm sorry," you chuckled. "Guess I'm PMSing and feel clingy or something."

He only hummed as you leaned over to kiss him in parting. Both promised you love each other before you got out, jogging up the driveway and opening the front door; pausing to wave at him and then disappear in the house.

"Yo, dickhead! Hey! Grab me a beer!" Tommy Hagan called to Ryan Sheen as he went to rummage in his uncle's basement fridge. "And grab Billy one, too!"

"Nah, I'm good," Billy refused, glancing at the can in his hand. It was still half-full. He didn't feel like drinking after having time to sit and think about your behavior the past few days, worrying about you more than he wanted to get drunk.

"What?" Tommy laughed obnoxiously, smacking his teeth after. "You don't want a second? What's wrong with you, got some test you gotta study for?" He laughed at his own joke. In Tommy H.'s mind, only fucking losers study on Friday nights.

"Nah," Billy eased, setting his can down as he felt his irritation flare. He was annoyed at Tommy, sure, but also by the idea that something was wrong with you and you didn't trust him enough to say anything. "I actually gotta go, you guys," Billy stood.

"What?" Now Ryan scoffed, slapping a can of beer to Tommy's open hand. "You're not serious, dude! We've only been here, fuckin' what? Half an hour, bro!" He sucked his teeth in annoyance, rolling his eyes, "C'mon, we were going to Alicia's pool party tonight - you're supposed to give us a ride! The fuck's more important than the slutty cheerleaders in bikinis?"

"That Maria chick's been all over you, too," Tommy laughed. "You can't tell us a single thing that's better than Maria Thomas, all soaped up, in that tiny bikini she wore for the car wash. It's all our wet dreams come to life, Billy, you can't seriously consider missing that!"

"Not everybody's desperate to see Maria's tit-job. You know what? Whatever, man, I gotta go see my girl," he tugged his jean jacket on, tugging his blonde curls out of the collar.

Ryan rolled his eyes as Tommy laughed, "No way. Nuh-uh. You're seriously going to fuckin' ditchin' us for that chick?"

"Man, fuck you, guys, I'm ditching your dumbasses for my girl," Billy snapped. "Better what your fucking mouths and how you talk about her."

"Whatever, man. You're just whipped."

"She got you on some leash or some shit? Got you on a curfew like she's your mommy?" Ryan rolled his eyes, groaning, "Seriously, dude, we only see you at practice now!"

"Look, I just know something's up with her, so, I gotta check on - "

"So, what!? She ain't even tell you why she's pissed off? C'mon, man, that is such a stupid fuckin' tactic chicks use to get guys to go crawling back to their spoiled asses! Bitches do the pettiest shit to get us to suck up to them and shit."

Billy turned and easily caught Tommy by the collar of his shirt before he could even let go of his beer can, slamming the loudmouth into the wall as the aluminum can clattered. Ryan and the two other irrelevant guys left in the basement could only freeze, knowing Billy Hargrove's aggression and not wanting to become part of the receiving end.

"I told you to watch your fucking mouth," Billy seethed.

"Fuck offuva me!" Ryan pushed Billy's arms off. "She's just some bitch, bro, you've already fucked most of the school - what's so different with her?"

Billy scoffed, nodding in amusement as he backed off a few steps. "You know? If I wanna go hang with my girl instead of you deadbeat dickheads, 's exactly what I'm gonna do. Not my fault y'all ain't shit and don't know what it means to keep a chick happy."

"Fuck off, Billy! You're so fucking pussy whipped!" Tommy barked. "Ditching us for that crybaby! Dude, it's not even real! She didn't even tell you whatever she's all upset about! You just had a feeling, so, just sit the fuck down, finish your drink, down a fuckin' second beer, and then let's go to the party! See some bitches that are actually worth seeing!"

Billy shook his head, "I ever hear y'all talkin' about my girl like this again," he chuckled dryly, "might be the last time y'all can even form words. Fuck yourselves," he sneered.

Billy didn't hesitate to storm out of the room, ignoring their jeers and sneers about him being "pussy whipped" and all their complaints about him skipping out on being their ride to "the hottest party of the year." The door slammed behind him, rattling a few windows; making a beeline for his Camaro and pausing at the trunk. He found a pair of your sports shoes you'd eventually need, grabbed them in a white-knuckle grip, then got in the driver's seat and peeled away.

When Billy got to your house, he noticed the lights in your bedroom were barely turned on; knowing you didn't like overhead lighting and probably had a string of lights plugged in. On the contrary, the rest of the house seemed wide awake - every single downstairs light turned on. He grabbed your shoes and his school books (left in his backseat) and got out of his parked car, approach the front door, and paused when a barrage of voices suddenly met his ears. He froze.

The screams were full of hate, and while he couldn't make out distinct words, he heard both your mother and father's elevated voices. It was relentless, it was full of anger and hate and confusion and accusations and Billy wasn't sure how long he stood there with his fist raised. With a deep breath, Billy finally knocked at the door... Then again... Then again... And again, using the metal knocker to bang rapidly. He heard the voices lower and stopped knocking; taking a step back, then waited with his best look of indifferent innocence.

When the door ripped open, Billy was greeted by your angry-looking mother, who didn't look at who was at the door when she snarled, "What the fuck do you want!?"

"Uh, yeah, um, hi, ma'am..." Billy waved awkwardly.

"Oh, Billy," she gasped. "Oh, honey, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize it was you, sweetie. What's wrong? What - What time - ? Do you know what time it is?"

"Yes, ma'am, I'm sorry to interrupt so late, but nothing is wrong," he assured. "I just know your daughter's a little forgetful when there's a test comin' up," he chuckled, holding up the shoes and his books, "and she promised to help me nail this essay for my college portfolio... Did I use that correctly? Portfolio? She's always tryna broaden my vocabulary," he chuckled smoothly.

She smiled warmly, another victim to his charming influence, "Sure, honey, yes, of course, it's Friday or something, right, of course you can come in. C'mon, c'mon in." She stepped out the way to let Billy enter into the foyer. "Baby Girl's just upstairs in her room," she gestured with a wine glass Billy just noticed towards the staircase as she used your childhood nickname. They paused at the grand bannister, her eyes rolling when there came the muffled pounding of a bass-line from some song turned up to the max. "She's always blasting her music now adays, it'll make her deaf," your mother scoffed, taking a long sip, then waved him up. "Go on, get up there, good luck on your essay."

"Thank you, Miss Lady," he purred with a small smirk; nodding as he then watched her retreat to the sitting room, and barely a moment later, your father was exiting the kitchen.

"Billy," he greeted stiffly, glass of scotch in hand.

"Sir," Billy replied with a nod of respect, stepping out of his shoes (per household rules) to leave your parents at the front of the house's sitting room; beginning his ascent to the second level. He'd been there before, so, locating your room was like muscle memory; knocking when he approached the door and pausing when he only heard blaring music.

Another knock, no answer. So Billy opened your door.

You were sat on the ground, back against your bed, record player spinning, and the window you faced cracked open to waft the cigarette smoke out. His heart clenched when he saw you, your sadness nearly tangible as light made your tear-tracks on your cheeks glitter. "Baby," Billy spoke softly, watching you jump in shock. "Hey, hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, I tried to knock."

You nodded absently, "Music's on."

"Yeah, 's a good song," he allotted as he shut your door securely and asked, "want it locked?"

"Doesn't lock," you answered robotically, looking back out the window.

"Can I turn the music down, baby, please? Real hard t'hear you."

You nodded and he lowered the volume - but when he did, he understood why you had it so high. Your parents could be heard arguing downstairs, and even with an entire floor between you, it was still loud. So, he turned the music up just a little, frowned, and moved beside you, grunting lightly as his tight jeans constricted while he sat.

"Can I?" He asked, pointing at the cigarette. You handed it over mutely, your usual quip of "it's may I, not can I," nowhere to be heard. After two puffs, he meant to hand it back, but instead, you just fell into his side as if all energy you had to keep you up was depleted; a nearly drowned-out whimper emitting. Billy saw the coffee mug you had been using as an ashtray and dropped the cigarette instantly, using both arms to tug you into his lap.

Billy held you in a fetal position, gently and slowly squeezing you into his chest as he needed to feel you close; and you evidently needed to feel physical love. Billy had to gulp harshly when he felt your tears soak his shirt first, then the jerking of your shoulders; quivering of your body. This long week had finally caught up.

"Baby," he sighed, kissing your forehead. And instead of asking the idiotic and repetitive 'are you okay?', Billy instead just asked in a hush, "Why didn't you tell me it was this bad?"

Through your tears, you answered in a hiccuping-hush, "I didn't want it to be real."

Billy just sighed again, pulling you in tighter so you set under his chin. He let you simply rest, he just wanted to feel close to you... But something caught his eye. About three feet from you was your slumped, turned-over backpack; spewing contents as if it had been tossed aside in a fit of rage. What was interesting, though, was the crumpled pieces of paper; at least one sporting a huge, uppercase F circled in red marker.

"Yeah?" He whispered, sighing as he wanted to bite his tongue but couldn't. "Seems real enough to fuck up your grades though, huh?"

"I can retake the tests."

"You're gonna have to study."

"I know... 'S kinda hard to study here, though. Can't really focus on anything when all that's, you know, going on."

"No shit, Sherlock."

You snorted through your tears, "Don't make me laugh, I'm sad."

He smirked, "Yeah, yeah, all right. Listen, I'll just... We'll go to the library for tonight, and after, we can go to my place. How's that?"

"Thought you weren't allowed overnight visitors?"

"I'm not, but sneakin' inna my place can't be worse than tryna focus while here, right? Gotta be better than listening to this shit."

You nodded against his neck as a distant glass shattered, making you relent, "Touché."

"C'mon," he decided, kissing your forehead again, "pack a bag, baby. You're comin' with me - don't gotta stay here. Not tonight. Gonna come stay with me."

You pulled back just enough to ask, "Yeah?"

"Yeah, pretty girl," he smirked, caressing your cheek. "Might even let you do that green face goop thing you love bothering me about."

"It's an avocado face mask, and when your skin is literally glowing, you can thank me then."

Billy grinned down at you, taking the moment to swoop down and connect your lips in a long kiss; breathing each other in. When a second shatter sounded from downstairs, you flinched away, but Billy was quick to hush, "Hey, hey, hey," and when your eyes met his, he assured, "you're safe with me. Always safe with me." You nodded, tears shining in your eyes. "And you don't ever have to hide these parts of you - not from me. Never from me. I love you, pretty girl," he whispered, "and all parts that make you exactly who you are. Family included."

"I don't deserve you," you whispered.

"Nah, what you don't deserve is dealing with this shit. So, c'mon, get a bag together. We'll come back for what you need later, but get something together for the weekend."

You thanked him with a kiss, and while you got your things together, Billy mutely reached out to examine the pages in his grasp. He sighed, noting the three different failing tests and knew he had to "step up" his "boyfriend game" if he truly wanted to help you; and for the first time, he knew, without any selfish motives, he honestly did. He figured, for all you've done for him, providing you with something akin to a safe environment was a drop in the bucket; shoving those tests back into your school bag, standing, and helping you gather the last of your necessities.

Who needed slutty cheerleaders in soaped-up bikinis when this, right here, was what true love was? Shockingly, not Billy Hargrove.

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Bathroom Sex

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b.h smut

pairing: billy and f!reader

genre: pure filth

summary: sex w billy in his bathroom

content & warnings: penetration, degradation, overstimulation, dacryphilia, billy getting too rough with you after a fight w his dad

A/N: I’m sorry, I haven’t written in for-fucking-ever but I needed to get this out of my system. Don’t judge me too harshly, I’ll get better as I start writing more often again. Plus I really feel like there needs to be more Billy posts <3

requested: no

word count: 1k +

Billy was moaning into the back of your matted hair from behind, ruthlessly running his cock in and out of your wet cunt over and over and over, with so much force you could hardly fathom how much longer the night could carry on like this.

Delicious but all together disgusting sounds were filling his quiet bathroom, skin slapping on skin along with Billy’s hands smacking your ass raw as both of your moans coated the walls, coinciding together within the small confined space.

He’s been fucking you for at least an hour straight now, but you weren’t completely sure, genuinely losing your grip on time. You’re becoming so unbelievably sore from his relentless pace but he’s not even close to being finished.

Billy was groaning out deeply every time you clenched your warm walls around his throbbing cock, all too aware of the fact that the delightful torment he was inflicting on your body was slowly wasting away your mind.

“Fucking hell (Y/N).” He gasps “Do that again, God I love when you squeeze around me like that.” You whimper weakly in response to his unfamiliar praise, your tired throat incapable of anything more.

He tisked at your piteous disposition. “Aw… you poor thing. You’re so fucking pathetic aren’t you? Baby girl can’t take her Daddy’s cock can she?” he cooed in your ear, his tone laced with contempt.

You didn’t have an ounce of strength left in your body and all you could muster out was a string of moans falling from your open mouth, saliva running down your chin.

Your knees began to buckle underneath you, your body giving out on you by the second, breaking under his cruel affliction. You knew this was going to be one of those times where he wasn’t letting up until you were crying and begging for him to stop and God knows you were nearly there.

He had already came twice and you five before him. He was a persistent fucker, you’ll give him that. But there was something seriously bothering him tonight and you could tell by the abuse currently being plagued against you.

Assuming it had to be another altercation with his father, something you’d no doubt receive an ear full of sometime later, you gathered you would be able to properly soothe his nerves once he calmed down but for now he was using you as his own personal stress reliever, in which he had a particularly bad habit of doing.

Sweat is starting to running down his tanned chest, gathering in his curls across his forehead simply unable to pull the air into his lungs at steady rhythm but at this point he’s determined to fuck you senseless… until the pain stops burning in his veins, until he’s completely and utterly numb.

Pulling the freshly lit cigarette from his wet cherry lips with his free hand, the other wrapped securely around your waste holding you up with a vice grip making sure that you wouldn’t collapse on the floor.

Billy’s lays his the cigarette into the ashtray on the marble counter next to you, careful not to let it go out. As if you couldn’t quickly enough, pulls your face as close to his as he possibly could in this position, Billy’s hot breath fanning against your face and hair.

Muttering through his harsh thrusts “Look at me when I fuck your little cunt baby. I want you to watch me ruin you.”

You couldn’t find in you to meet his dark gaze, his demeanor entirely too overbearing. I mean you could barely hold you eyes open.

You turned your head away from him, trying your best to deflect his commanding words and praying to God he would just let it go. But that wasn’t in Billy’s nature, now was it?

Billy’s head tilted to the side, raising his brow and gave you a little “Huh.” to your blatant defiance. It more of statement then a question. He nodded placing the delicate wrap of paper between his teeth but not before his hand came across face with a brutally hard smack.

“What. did. I. just. fucking. say?” He spit, driving himself as deep as he possibly could into your core. His hand squeezing around your throat “Hmm? Are going to keep being a fucking brat? Go on, keep it up. I promise you you’ll regret it sweetheart.” he bellowed, seething through clenched teeth.

His grip around your neck growing tighter with every word he spat at you. Your face was tingling due to the lack of oxygen, the color draining from your face. Flinching at the sheer volume of Billy’s voice you advised yourself it would be much smarter of you not to make this that much harder on your self, if you wanted to breath that is. Seemed like a fair trade.

“I’ll listen, Daddy I’ll listen p-please.” you choked out, reaching for your throat, panic settling in you nervous system as the air left your lungs completely and didn’t return. “Then do as you’re told.” Forcing your head forward has he ripped his hand away, thankfully, releasing his grasp from your tender throat.

You gasped in the air around you desperately, giving your best attempt to collect yourself but it was nearly impossible in you current state. Billy didn’t leave you time to recover before his hands were back on your face, pressing his fingers into your cheeks firmly, his index finger and thumb forcing your lips to jut out in ridiculous pout. “Are you going to be a good girl and listen now?”

Your eyes snapped open to meet his furious one’s. “Yes sir, I will, I will.” you pleaded your voice breaking half away through. Your emotions had finally gotten the best of you as the tears that had been pricking at your eyes and swelling in the back of your throat for the last 20 mins had finally spilled down your cheeks with a small sob.

A sickening grin crept across his mouth at watching you crumble under his dominance, his features softening some and you thought maybe, just maybe he’d ease up on you now that you were upset but he only picked up his pace inside of you causing you scream out, Billy enjoying your pain that much more.

His thrusts began slamming into you at an agonizing pace, so hard there were bruises forming along your hip bones on the frame of the counter he had you crushingly pressed against. Items scattered across the floor, crashing down around you both as you trash under him, repeatedly crying out his name the tears running down in streams from eyes further dampening your red, sweaty and hair clamped face.

Removing the cigarette from his mouth once more Billy pulled you back to him so his lips could meet your swollen ones in a feverish kiss, only for them to pull away just as quickly as they came, a string of spit following their in absence.

“That’s. my. fucking. girl.” He grunted almost at a growl with every thrust of his hips. He had you a blubbering incoherent mess, witnessing your sanity slip away from you, your body going into shock.

He snaked his hand across your ass, coming down violently across the tender flesh and leaving yet another burning mark on the once smooth skin that was now riddled with purple and red handprints, blood rising to the skin.

“O-h my- Oh my God, Bil-ly… I can’t- fuckin-g take it anymore!” You cried, sobs breaking your every other word.

Your begging ultimately worthless as it only pulled him closer to the edge, sending shivers down his spine and right to the tip of his pulsing member. Instead he pulled you up by your legs taking them under his arms, raising you up on his chest from behind and continued to fuck you deeper then you could possibly stand. You weren’t able to comprehend how but it just kept getting worse.

“Jesus Christ!” you’re fully screaming out against him, grasping onto the nape of his neck from behind for dear life. “Look at yourself sweet girl, look what I’ve done to you.” He huffed through jagged breath tossing his head toward the bathroom mirror for you to look up into.

You didn’t hesitate to listen, terrified of any other punishment that might follow if you didn’t obey him. When your eyes fell open your gaze pulling up to the mirror in front of a chill ran through making shudder at your massacred figure . It was a gruesome display, every inch of your skin painted with pinks, blues and reds. Looking completely ravaged.

You couldn’t imagine cumming again but you felt a wave of pleasure wash over you as you watched him drive his dick in and out of your aching pussy, your wetness running down your thighs and down to his balls.

“Just look at yourself baby, look what I’ve done to you.” Billy purred against your neck. “You’re such a good girl for me, letting me take this out on you…” he sounded as if he was worshipping you but actions said otherwise, pressing a warm kiss to the side of your burning cheek never stopping for a moment, relentlessly driving himself inside of your cunt.

“Billy please, please cum, I can’t- I just can’t. I’m begging you.” You cried, borderline hysterical.

“Yeah? Just a little longer baby. I’m almost… there. Come on, you can do it.” His voice barely above a whisper, as he continued raising you up and down on his cock viciously, followed by your screams, losing control of your body entirely, squirting all over yourself and Billy’s thighs as your body shook violently against his toned chest.

That sent him over the edge. With a loud groan he buried his head deep into the crook of your neck letting out a animalistic growl, his nails digging into your skin as his third orgasm of the night overcame him.

His own legs began to tremble from the work of it all, as he grew weak himself. Billy mumbled your name a few times, placing kisses against your hot skin, switching on you completely now that he’d worn himself out.

He slowly rode out his high sliding in and out ever so softly now, cursing each time he did. When he finally came to a halt inside you releasing his grip on your thighs, he set you down gently, letting your exhausted body sink down the wall behind you.

Resting on the cold tile of the floor a sigh surpassed your lips of pure bliss and honest relief.

A small hiss pierced the silence of the room as the faucet began to run. It took everything in you to lift your head up in search of Billy, who was running a cloth under the rushing water. He’s never really been much of one to take up in aftercare so you were a bit confused.

Billy found his place next to you soon after, “What?” he questioned you, as if he had no idea what that perplexed expression was doing on your face.

A smile ran across your face so hard your cheeks began to ache. “Oh nothing, just didn’t realize you had a soft spot there, Hargrove.” Rolling his eyes he pulled you closer to him by your forearm “Shut up.” he muttered, earning a small giggle from you.

Billy without a word, began pressing the cold rag to the nape of your neck and carefully to each one of your reddened cheeks, your eyes fluttering shut as he did so. It almost hurt as you felt your heart swell at the small act of kindness.

Once Billy was satisfied with his little task, he chucked the now lukewarm fabric into the sink behind you both but not before extending his arm out to you, inviting you to rest there. You didn’t hesitate in accepting the the rare sentiment, leaning into him, embracing the warmth of his skin against yours.

Exhaustion spread throughout your body leaving you limp against his, somehow, stable frame. You sighed in contentment, feelings as if you had achieved something.

He was finally starting to break his walls down with you. Knowing Billy wasn’t necessarily all that comfortable with the prospect of intimacy but it was in these small moments that you didn’t question it, you were certain that he loved you.

Playing with his fingers as you sat with your thoughts, you pressed a gentle kiss to the back of Billy’s hand, silently thanking him.

You adjusted yourself so you were able to see him properly, Billy seemingly blissed out. You shook your head running a hand through your hair as laughter erupted from your chest one last time.

“All I know is… we need to get you a fucking stress ball or something.”

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storiesforallfandoms · 2 years

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soft side ~ billy hargrove;stranger things

word count: 2517

request?: yes!

“Could you by any chance write a Billy Hargrove fluff?? You know before he died. Like maybe he’s really sweet to the reader and she’s the only one he lets see his soft side.”

description: in which the big bad bully falls for the quiet girl and shows her a side of him that no one has ever seen before

pairing: billy hargrove x female!reader

warnings: swearing, mentions of abuse

masterlist (one, two)

It all started on a rainy day.

I had missed the bus and both my parents were working. My only option to get home was to walk nearly an hour in the pouring rain.

I was walking as fast as I could without flat out running, my backpack held over my head. It wasn’t doing much to shield me from the rain, but it was better than nothing. I was already drenched from cars splashing me and I was shivering so hard my teeth were chattering.

I flinched as I heard another car approaching. It slowed to a stop beside me and when I looked over, I was shocked to see it was Billy Hargrove’s car.

“Need a ride?” he asked.

If it were anyone else, I would’ve said yes. But Billy Hargrove had a reputation for being a bully. He had never spoken to me before, so I wasn’t sure if this was a joke or not. For all I knew, Billy was about to splash me like every other car had done, or would take me further away from home and dump me on the side of the road.

I shook my head and continued walking. Billy drove beside me at a slow pace to keep up with me.

“Are you sure? You look like you’re pretty soaked already. How far do you have to walk?”

“I-I’m o-okay. Th-thanks,” I stuttered, trying to suppress a shiver.

“(Y/N),” he said, shocking me by knowing my name. “You’re shivering so bad you look like you’re vibrating. I’m not gonna do anything to hurt you. Just let me drive you home so you don’t end up sick.”

I had to admit, the offer was hard to pass up. The thought of walking another few miles in the rain already had me feeling exhausted.

So, I got into the passenger seat of Billy Hargrove’s car.

He already had the heat turned on, so I was immediately engulfed in warmth. I put my soaked backpack at my feet. I was dreading the damage that had undoubtably happened to the books in there. The school was going to fine me a fortune if the textbooks were too damaged.

“Here.” I looked over at Billy as he shrugged out of his leather jacket. “It’ll help you warm up quicker.”

I took the jacket and pulled it on. It smelled incredibly good. I stopped myself from pulling it closer around me and inhaling the scent.

I gave Billy my address and we drove off towards my house. The ride was mostly silent besides the loud rock music coming from his stereo. As if reading my mind, Billy reached for the volume nob to turn the music down. I put my hand on his to stop him before quickly pulling away when I realized what I had done.

“Sorry,” I said. “But you don’t have to turn it down. I like rock.”

“Really?”

I gave him a playful look. “What? I don’t seem like the type?”

“Not at all, honestly.”

I chuckled. “Well, my dad loves rock music. It’s always playing when he’s home. Mom says she hates it, but I think she secretly loves it but doesn’t want dad to know.”

Billy was smiling as he focused on the road ahead of him while driving.

“So,” I started, trying to keep the conversation going, “where’s your sister? Max, right?”

I realized that was actually the wrong thing to say when Billy’s smile dropped. “I don’t know. Off with one of her boyfriends, I guess.”

“One of? You mean that group of kids who play D&D? They’re really nice, actually. If they’re friends, that’s great for Max.”

“Yeah, frankly I don’t give a shit.”

I felt my heart drop to my stomach and I sunk back in my seat. Where did the hostility come from all of a sudden? We had been getting along just fine until now.

Billy looked over at me and sighed. “I’m sorry, that was uncalled for. Max isn’t my sister, she’s my step-sister. I’m just tired of having to look out for her as if we were actually related.”

“You may not be blood related, but you’re a family now because of your parents, and I guess everyone just assumes that it’s the big brother’s job to look out for the little sister.”

“She seems to do fine on her own with that,” Billy said. “I’ll be her chauffer and that’s where it ends for me.”

I decided to drop the subject there. It was clearly not something he liked talking about and I really did not want to make Billy upset. Things were going well so far and I had a feeling I didn’t want to get on Billy’s bad side.

The rest of the ride was pretty silent besides the music. I desperately wanted Billy to say something, or to come up with something to say myself to break the tension, but nothing came. I was almost disappointed when we pulled up to my house and our time had to come to an end.

I started to take off Billy’s jacket but he stopped me. “Keep it. For now, anyways.”

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“Yeah. It looks good on you.”

I felt my face heat up and I quickly looked away from him so he wouldn’t see.

I opened the door and started getting out when he asked, “Hey, do you have a ride to school tomorrow?”

“I usually take the bus,” I responded.

“I’ll come get you tomorrow.”

It wasn’t a question, so he didn’t give me any room to reject his offer. Not that I was going to. I smiled and nodded, mumbling a quick thank you before getting out of the car and running to my door. Once I was inside and out of Billy’s sight, I pulled his jacket close to me and took a deep breath, savoring the scent; his scent.

~~~~~~

The next morning, as promised, Billy’s car was in my driveway. This time, a head of red hair was sat in the front seat as I approached.

I opened the back door, thinking that’s where I was going to be sitting, but Billy quickly cut me off. “Maxine, get in the back.”

“Why?” Max demanded.

“Just get in the back!”

Max rolled her eyes and jumped over the center console to get into the backseat. I closed the door and got into the passenger seat instead. I had Billy’s jacket in my arms and went to pass it to him, but he stopped me again.

“You can wear today if you want. I’ll get it from you at the end of the day.”

I was too stunned to speak, so I just put on his jacket in silence, trying to hide the wide grin on my face.

Understandably, everyone at school looked at me with shock as I got out of Billy’s car with his jacket on. His usual trio of admirers glared at me as I walked past them, trying to keep my head down as to not make eye contact with them. The staring continued right up to my locker, where I finally took off the jacket and put it away for safe keeping.

I hated being the center of attention like this. I wasn’t a popular girl; I was the exact opposite actually. I was quiet, I kept to myself. I was invisible to all of these people normally. But now I was the big thing to talk about in school. The quiet girl who showed up to school with Billy Hargrove, wore his leather jacket, caught his eye as she walked past him to get to her class.

Just before I turned into my classroom, I met eyes with Billy and he winked at me. Suddenly, the embarrassment from all the attention I was getting washed away and I smiled as I disappeared into the room.

~~~~~~

That’s how it all started. One ride home on a rainy day, one trade of a leather jacket. When I got into Billy’s car to go home that night, he denied taking his jacket back again.

“I’ll get it tomorrow,” he had said.

Eventually, I stopped offering it to him. Eventually, it became routine that he would pick me up in the mornings and bring me home in the afternoons. Eventually, we started eating lunch together and spending time together after school and on weekends.

Eventually, Billy Hargrove became my boyfriend.

The first few weeks of our relationship, although I was loving the attention he was giving me, I found myself on edge. Like I was waiting for the big reveal that all of this was a joke. That he was just building me up to break my heart for laughs. That maybe he was dared by his friends to try and seduce the quiet girl for some sort of prize or arbitrary school title.

I decided to bring this up to Billy one night while we were hanging out in my bedroom. The look on his face when I said it was enough to confirm to me that this relationship was real to him.

“Why would you think that?” he asked.

I shrugged, looking away from him. “I don’t know, I just don’t see why you’d be interested in me. It’s not like we run around in the same friend group or anything, or even the same clique. We’re in completely different circles, and I...we’re...different.”

“Because I’m a bully and you’re the sweetest girl in school?”

I felt my face heat up in embarrassment. I tried to deny what he said, but it all came out as a bunch of stutters instead.

Billy chuckled. “It’s okay, you can agree with me. I know how people view me. I’m not entirely ashamed to be seen that way, but I hope you don’t see me the way others at school do.”

I shook my head. “I don’t. I’ll be honest, you’ve really surprised me with how nice you are. I’ve never heard of this side of you before.”

“I don’t show it very often. Being nice like this is...well, it’s weakness. I don’t want to be perceived as weak.”

I furrowed my eyebrows together. “Being nice isn’t weakness.”

“It is where I’m from.”

I didn’t know what that meant, but I didn’t want to ask him.

I found out days later when my mom came to my room and said, “Billy’s here. He’s bleeding. He looks upset.”

I rushed down to the front door to find Billy stood there, his hands shoved into his pockets and his head hung low. I reached out for him, taking his face in my hands to make him look at me. When he did, I gasped. There was a trail of blood running from both nostrils down over his mouth and chin.

“Billy,” I breathed. “What happened?”

He didn’t respond. I brought him into the house and led him to our bathroom. I ran warm water over a cloth and gently wiped the blood from his face. When I touched his nose, he flinched. I pulled my hand back, cringing at seeing him in pain.

“Who did this to you?” I asked him, my voice gentle.

He still wouldn’t look at me, so I took his face in my hands again and made him look in my eyes. I could see that his eyes were bloodshot and tears were pooling up around the brim of his eyes. This was all I needed to get an idea of who had hurt Billy, and, for the first time in my life, I felt a type of rage inside of me that made me want to go over to Billy’s house and make the person who hurt him feel the same level of pain.

“God, I’m such a fucking pussy,” he muttered, quickly rubbing the tears from his eyes. His voice broke as he spoke and it made my heart ache for him.

“You’re not a pussy,” I told him. “Nobody here is going to judge you for being upset, especially not me. I don’t know who told you that you have to be this emotionless, heartless piece of shit in order to get by in this world, but you don’t have to be that around me. If you need to be upset, if you need to cry over your d - over whoever did this to you, then you can do that here.”

Billy looked at me, the tears brimming in his eyes again, before he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him. He buried his head in the crook of my neck and I could feel his body shaking slightly as he began to cry. I held him tightly as he let all of his sadness out. I had never seen Billy cry before. In fact, I don’t think I had ever really seen him upset over anything. So to just stand there, letting him cry on my shoulder, nothing to do besides to be his emotional anchor, really broke my heart for him.

When he pulled away, his eyes were puffy and his face was tearstained. I turned on the cold water and soaked the cloth again before lightly dabbing his eyes and wiping his entire face. I ran my hands through his hair, fixing a few of the stray hairs that had been out of place.

“I love you, you know,” he said, taking my hands in his as I lowered them from his head.

“I love you, too,” I responded.

“Picking you up that day in the rain was honestly the best decision I could’ve ever made.”

“I was so surprised when you did it. You didn’t seem like the type to offer random, soaking wet girls a ride home.”

“The truth is, I actually have had a crush on you for a while. I never thought you could ever like me back because...well...I am who I am. But that day when I saw you walking home, I knew I couldn’t just drive past and let you go on in the pouring rain. Even if that was the only interaction we’d ever have.”

I leaned in close to him, taking in his warmth and that smell that I could easily get intoxicated with. “And look what happened instead.”

“The best thing to ever happen to me,” he mumbled against my head.

I looked up at him and gave him a quick kiss before pulling away. “You’re going to stay here tonight. It’s been decided. I don’t want to hear any arguments or anything. You can stay in the spare room, and you can stay as long as you need to.”

A relieved look passed over Billy’s face as he pulled me in for another kiss. I giggled as he picked me up in his arms and sat me on the bathroom counter, deepening the kiss and tangling his fingers in my hair.

“I really love you,” he said again.

“I love you, too, Billy,” I said. “For now and forever.”

“Promise?”

I nodded. “Promise.”

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writing-wh0re · 7 months

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Heyoooo I saw that your requests are open and I'm absolutely screaming because OH MY GOD WHAT A PROMPT LIST

So may I request, “If they touch you again, I’ll break their fucking hands” + Bodyguard AU + Billy Hargrove?

I'd probably faint it you wrote this!! Thank you so so much! 😍💖🙏

All writings will be #writing-wh0re-requests

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2,572

Warnings: Smut 18+, Explicit Language, Praise Kink, Sir Kink, Vaginal Intercourse, Unprotected Sex, Oral (female and male receiving), Jealousy, Language.

A/n: I have re-written this so many times trying to make it right, I hope you enjoy this Leyla! Thank you so much for sending this through!

Being the daughter of a powerful man wasn't the most ideal situation but it did have its perks, like getting into exclusive clubs, penthouse apartments in New York and my own sex god of a body guard, can’t complain.

“Y/n, I expect you to be there?”

I flick my eyes up from my phone, looking up at my father, his best friend Mike smirking at my confusion.

“Uhh, could you repeat that?”

My father tuts, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“My birthday party tonight, I'm hoping you'll make an appearance.”

“If I must.” I smile up at my father as he nods, ticking my name on the guest list.

“That completes the list, be there by 9pm.”

My fathers phone buzzes on the table as he excuses himself and walks out of the room. I noticed Billy standing by the door, a swift wink sent my way as I felt my cheeks heat up.

“Will you let me buy you a drink tonight?” Mike asks, his eyes looking from my cleavage to my eyes.

‘Ew’

“Let's see where the night takes us.” I stand from my seat, feeling Billy’s hand on the small of my back as he pulls my chair out for me, guiding me out of the room.

I wave goodbye to my father as Billy and I get into the private elevator, leaving my fathers penthouse.

I lean against the back wall, the cool marble refreshing against my back. Billy leans on the wall to my left, his arms crossed.

“I hate Mike.”

I smirk at his mumbled comment, humming in agreement. Billy pushes off the wall, his body standing in front of mine, towering over me. I look up at him, his hand tucking a fallen strand of hair behind my ear. Billy licks his bottom lip as my heart hammers in my chest. This isn’t the first time I’ve been this close to him. My mind quickly wanders to where I want this to lead, internally slapping myself knowing Billy won’t cross the line. His hand cups my cheek, his thumb brushing against my bottom lip. My breathing becomes uneasy, butterflies erupting inside of me.

“He is not buying you a drink, got it?”

I bite my lip, nodding in response as Billy shakes his head.

“Tell me you understand.”

“Yes Sir.” I whisper, watching Billy’s eyes darken as the elevator tings signalling the doors open.

“Good girl.” Billy whispers guiding me out of the elevator and to the car. Billy opens my door, sliding in beside me and providing the driver with directions.

| | | |

I rummage through my closet, sorting through the outfits, trying to find something to grab Billy’s attention.“Oh.” My fingers brush against the red silk dress, “Definitely this one.” I slip out of my robe, pulling the dress up my body, backless with a halter neck, slightly showing off side boob. The dress sits against my mid thigh, the addition of my black stilettos tying the whole outfit together.

I spray myself with perfume, quickly applying clear gloss to my lips. I look over myself in the mirror hoping to drive Billy crazy.

I swing open my bedroom door, meeting Billy in the hallway, his eyes instantly roaming up my body. I smile posing slightly as Billy chuckles.

“You look great.” I compliment, noticing Billy is dressed in all black, a black button up with the top buttons undone and sleeves rolled up, paired with black pants and shoes.

“So do you.” His fingers brush up my arm leaving goosebumps in his wake. Billy bends down slightly, our lips inches away from each other before his phone vibrates, pulling away from me. Billy sighs before answering, quickly finishing the call before looking over at me. “Car is waiting.”

I nod, following Billy to the car, mentally slapping the driver for interrupting our moment.

| | | |

“The princess is here.” Mike beams, my father right by his side.

Billy stays close to me as I hug my father, taking a champagne glass from a nearby waiter. My father quickly dismisses me, walking through the party to greet other people.

“Drink Hargrove?” Mike asks

Billy shakes his head as Mike pouts.

“C’mon it's Silver's birthday.” I slightly cringe at my fathers nickname, watching Billy decline Mike again causing the man to shake his head.

“Well you’re boring.”

“Just doing my job.” Billy retorts.

“Pfff, please, little princess doesn’t need saving here, everyone loves y/n.” Mike smiles, his eyes wandering over me lingering on my side boob as I cross my arms. “You’re stunning.”

Billy’s jaw tightens as he moves closer to me, standing slightly in front of me. I quickly finish my champagne, needing alcohol to get through this night.

“Ah, let me buy you a drink.”

“She’s good.”

“I'm good.”

Billy and I respond at the same time, a small smirk on his lips at my response.

Mike rolls his eyes, walking away from the two of us.

“God why is he so interested in me, he’s literally my dad’s age.” I cringe.

Billy chuckles, his eyes looking at me.

“You’re stunning so I don’t blame him.”

Butterflies erupt inside of me as I blush, hiding my face by looking around the room.

“Here princess.” My whole body stiffens, my eyes widen as Mike’s arm falls around my shoulders. Within an instant Billy pulled me from Mike’s embrace and stood in front of me.

“What the fuck are you doing.” Billy spits, grabbing Mike by the collar.

Mike laughs, avoiding Billy’s gaze.

“Simply providing the princess with a refreshment.”

“After she said no?”

“You’re making a scene.” Mike spits, smiling at a few people looking at him.

“Don’t fucking touch her.”

“How much is Silver paying you to care about her?”

Billy uses his grip on Mike’s collar to throw him to the ground, the drinks he was holding splashing onto himself and the floor.

“Billy, let's go.” I grab his arm, pulling him closer to me as he looks at me, his eyes running over my body quickly for anything out of place, noticing I’m uncomfortable he nods in agreement.

“You’re a fucking idiot, do you know who you’re messing with?”

Billy sighs, turning around to Mike and bending down to his face. Billy whispers something to Mike that makes his eyes go wide before he shakes his head mumbling a ‘Yes Mr Hargrove.’

My mouth falls open in shock as Billy laces his fingers with mine, pulling me through the crowd of people. My eyes quickly scan the room for my father, seeing him with a blonde girl on his lap as she laughs at something he said. I cringe at the sight, thankful that Billy is taking me home.

“What did you say to Mike?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“But I want to know Billy, what did you say?” I pull my hand from his, standing in the lobby of my father’s hotel.

Billy tilts his head back a deep sigh leaving his lips, frustration oozing from him. He spins to face me, closing the distance between us, his body heat enveloping me as our eyes lock.

“I told him if he touches you again, I’ll break his fucking hands. No one touches you, especially that jack off.”

My heart races before my mind can process, I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him down to meet my lips. Our kiss is messy, lips, teeth and tongues smashing together as Billy pulls my waist against him, pulling me up into his arms. I wrap my legs around his torso, his hands holding my ass as he walks us towards the waiting car.

We fumble into the car, Billy tells the driver my address before pulling me into his lap, ignoring all his typical road safety rules.

His lips fall to my neck kissing and sucking on my skin, his hands running up and down my exposed back.

“God, I crave you.” His whispered words mixed with his lips on my neck cause my panties to flood with wetness, wanting nothing more than Billy.

“Billy, I need you.”

Billy pulls away from my neck, his eyes locking with mine before flicking to the driver.

“Mind your fucking business and drive the car.”

I blush having forgotten about the driver and hide my face in his neck.

“You’re safe with me.” Billy whispers, running his fingers up and down my back.

“I know.” I whisper, kissing his neck, dragging my tongue up throat as he grips my hips. I smirk against his skin, having found his sweet spot. I suck and bite leaving my mark on him.

The car stops as Billy rushes us out of the vehicle without another word to the driver.

We barely made it to my apartment without pulling our clothes off each other. The moment the door was shut Billy was pulling my dress off. The only light filling the room is from the city below, a mix of whites, reds and blues bounce off the walls and our skin.

“You’re beautiful baby.”

My heart flutters, my fingers working on the buttons of Billy’s shirt. My fingers drag down his chest, fumbling with his belt as Billy’s hands cup my breasts, his mouth capturing my nipples, sucking on the hardened nub.

“Fuck Billy.”

“Uh uh, what do you call me baby.” “Sir.”

Billy groans, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pulls my head back, locking his eyes with mine.

“Such a good girl for me, aren’t you baby.”

I nod as Billy chuckles, shaking his head.

“Yes sir.”

Billy smirks, kissing me softly, biting my bottom lip and pulling it away from me.

I pull Billy towards me by his belt loops, undoing his pants as I drop to my knees, my heels providing me with more height, becoming level with his cock. I look up at Billy, holding his dick in my hand, dragging my tongue from the base to the tip. His breath becomes shaky, my tongue swirls around the throbbing head, sliding my lips down his length. I feel his fingers tangle in my hair helping guide my mouth up and down his cock. I tilt my head back, taking more of his cock slipping into my throat as Billy’s moans fill the air.

“Holy fuck, yes baby.”

I moan around him, pulling his cock from my lips with a pop as I tap it against my tongue, kitten licking the tip.

“God.” Billy moans, his hands running through his hair as I smirk up at him, winking.

Billy bends down quickly pulling me up into his arms. His cock brushes against my red thong, his lips smash against mine, walking us towards the huge living room window and pushing me against it.

I gasp looking at the city below, holding onto Billy tighter, my heart racing at the thought of the only thing separating us from the world is the cold glass.

“You’re safe with me, remember baby?”

“Always.” I whisper, his smile illuminated by the city light below.

Billy softly places me down, falling to his knees and placing my leg over his shoulder. He places a soft kiss against my clothed clit; I whimper at the contact, rocking my hips forward as he pulls my thong to the side.

“You’re soaking, so needy for me.” I moan in response, his tongue tracing my pussy lips, teasing me. He blows air on my glistening slit, his fingers slipping inside of me. My head rests against the window, my fingers tangling in his hair, his tongue swirling around my throbbing clit, dragging up and down, tracing numbers earning a gasp to fall from my lips. He curls his fingers inside of me, keeping a slow steady pace to match his tongue.

“Fuck Billy.”

Billy groans against me, lapping at my core as if he would never get the chance again, savouring every stroke. His free hand reaches up my body, cupping my boob and squeezing the skin as he sucks my clit, Billy’s fingers pressing against my g-spot.

“Right there, fuck.” My legs tremble against the glass, Billy continues his pace, my fingers pull at the strands of his hair, my hips grinding against his tongue and fingers to reach my high.

“I’m-fuck, cumming Sir.”

Billy moans against my core as I tighten around his fingers, covering them in cum.

My chest rises and falls, Billy kisses my thighs, trailing kisses up my body. His lips wrap around my nipple looking up at me.

“Please, Sir, fuck me, I need you Billy.”

Billy smirks, pulling away from my body as he runs his cock up and down my slit, the nudges against my clit causing small shocks to rush through my body. Billy holds my leg up under my knee before slipping inside of me.

I gasp at the size of him, his thick cock stretching my walls. Billy smirks at me, looking down at his cock buried inside of me.

“You were made for me baby.”

“Only you.”

Billy kisses me, his hips thrusting in and out of me slowly, building a rhythm. My mouth falls open, the sound of skin slapping skin accompanying my moans.

“Look at me baby.”

I lock eyes with Billy, my hands tangling in his hair.

“There’s my pretty girl, you take my cock so well.”

I groan in response, my pussy tightening around his cock at the praise. Billy licks his lips, his signature smirk on his face as he grabs my other leg under my knee, placing his hands on my ass, holding me off the ground.

“Fuck.” I dig my nails into his shoulders leaving marks on his skin.

The new angle allows for Billy to slip deeper inside of me, the grip on my ass helping his thrusts as he bounces me on his cock.

Billy captures my lips in his, our moans mixing as our tongues fight against each other.

“I’m close.” I whisper, pulling Billy closer to me for support as I slip my fingers between my slit, rubbing my clit.

“Fuck baby.” Billy moans, watching me play while his cock continues to slide in and out of me.

“God, don’t stop, please.”

Billy picks up his pace causing my legs to tremble around his arms. His hands grip my ass tighter, his pace slowing slightly.

“Cum for me baby, cover my cock”

My mind falls fuzzy, feeling his cock twitch inside of me, his lips fall to my neck, sucking and biting as his moans vibrate against my skin.

“I want you to fill me Sir, please.”

“God, I’m going to ruin you.”

Billy opens my legs a little more, going faster before his hips falter, cumming deep inside of me.

His head falls on my shoulder, keeping his cock inside of me, both of us catching our breath, holding each other.

Billy gently pulls out of me, letting my legs down, my heels unbalancing me slightly.

“I’ve always wanted to fuck you against this window.”

I giggle slightly at Billy’s comment, looking over the window that is slightly fogged up, a few imprints marking the clear glass.

“I’ve always wanted you to fuck me.”

Billy smiles, cupping my face in his hands and kissing my lips softly as if I could break.

“Please stay.” I whisper, wrapping my hand around Billy’s wrists, his eyes searching mine.

“Baby, I will never leave you.”

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bi-disaster-yn · 2 years

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No but like… Billy taking care of you when you’re sick

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Summary: Billy shows you a sensitive side you’ve never seen before.

Format: Drabble

A/N: I have Covid rn and this is all I want so here’s a drabble about it. Reader has no specifications so can be read as any gender.

The empty glass of water on your nightstand stared back at you mockingly. You had no energy to get up and fetch some more. Your muscles ached lying on your side in the foetal position but still, you were too groggy to move. Everyone in your house was either at school or at work so they couldn’t attend to you in your time of need.

A sudden rustling and banging sound came from outside your window, dragging you from the depths of self-pity. Immediately you sat up with a pounding in your chest, terrified about what dangers lurked outside your window that you were inevitably too weak to fight. You squeezed your eyes shut in anticipation of certain doom.

“Ah! Fuck!” The intruder shouted as they bundled in the window. Your eyes flew open at the familiar voice and your hand clasped to your mouth to stifle a giggle.

Sprawled across your bedroom floor, was one Billy Hargrove.

“Billy, what the fuck are you doing?” You asked with an eyebrow raised as he scrambled to his feet and flashed you his signature cheeky grin.

“Saw you were cutting but your friends were at school, figured it was an invitation.” He smirked, chewing some gum cheekily and swaggering over to your bed.

Your heart sank that this was the first place his mind went to. Whilst you had only been dating for a couple of months, you were starting to think that Billy was only in this for one thing. He was going to be sorely disappointed today.

“I’m not cutting, Billy. I’m sick.” You sighed and slumped back into your foetal position, pulling the covers up to your chin.

Billy frowned and for the first time since he’d gotten there, he took in your frail form. Your eyes had sunken in and your skin appeared waxy. You let out a couple of painful sounding coughs which took him aback.

“Shit, I’m sorry, Angel.” He said, pressing the back of his hand to your forehead. “You’re really warm”

“Yeah, I think I’ve got a fever. So, if you want to have sex then not today, Sunshine.” You groaned, rolling over to face the wall.

Billy shook his head and sat down properly on your bed next to you. “What do you need?”

The question made you blink a couple of times in disbelief. A part of you thought it was some sort of silly joke and that you’d turn round to him already crawling out of the window.

Instead, when you turned round, he was pulling his leather jacket off and folding it over the chair that sat at your desk. His usual cheeky smile had softened into a genuine and inviting one as he stood reporting for duty. Your state of neglect had put you in no position to dismiss him.

“Um… more water?” You croaked with uncertainty. Billy nodded and walked round to your nightstand, picking up the empty glass that had been torturing you for the best part of an hour.

“Anything else?” He asked, giving you a sympathetic look.

“Some food. I’ve not eaten today.” You admitted, clutching on to your sheets feeling vulnerable around Billy’s uncharacteristic tenderness.

“Got it.” He replied shortly and left your room.

At this point you were certain that you were having a fever dream and soon you’d wake up to the empty glass of water taunting you again. Billy was a complete charmer and flirt. He had the ability to make you feel like you were the only person in the world without actually putting too much effort in. His strong points were the smoothing talking and flashy dates before taking you to an abandoned parking lot and having sex in the back of the car.

Opening up about feelings, spending time with your family, taking care of you when you were sick were all things you hadn’t considered him capable of, up until now.

He returned to your room and presented you with a full glass of water and a haphazardly cut sandwich. You carefully sat up and took the plate from him, giving him a light smile as you nibbled at your food.

“It’s the only thing I really know how to make.” He explained nervously. “Usually while my dad and Susan are out, I order a pizza or Max makes something for herself.”

“It’s nice, Billy, thanks.” You replied and he couldn’t help but feel proud of himself.

He sat down on the bed next to you, kicking his shoes off with a clear intention of staying. You paused your eating and looked at him inquisitively: “you don’t have to sit with me, you know.”

“Well, I want to.” He grinned and planted his palms on your mattress, pushing himself back to sit against the headboard next to you.

“You gonna be my nurse or something?” You laughed, resting your head on his shoulder and wrapping your arm round his.

“Hey, get the idea of me in a little nurse’s outfit out of your filthy little head.” He chuckled. “I think I’d look good in the stockings though.”

“You’d look very hot, babe.” You smirked and snuggled into him more.

“Do you need anything else?” Billy offered, tracing his fingertips along your arm soothingly. “I can run you a bath?”

“Sure.” You agreed, looking up at him with a grateful expression. “Thanks for taking care of me today.”

“No problem, Angel.” He kissed your temple. “But I wouldn’t do this for just anyone, you know?”

Again, with his incredible ability to make you feel like the only person in the world. You attempted to hide the smug smile on your face as you kissed his cheek. “I know, sweetheart. Don't worry, you're still Hawkins' resident bad boy.”

"Damn straight."

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bettyfrommars · 1 year

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Caught in a Corner

Billy Hargrove x fem reader

🖤18+Only, pls no minors, oneshot, smut, masturbation, fingering, squirting, public sex, dirty talk, hint of non-con in the beginning, cheating (not on reader) WC: 1.3k

**You and Billy Hargrove have history. The two of you had a situationship for a few months—it was the best sex of your life. But Billy was never one to commit, and you met someone who was, so you ended things with him. You’ve been with your new partner for a few weeks now—they treat you good and things are going great. But an unsuspected run-in with Billy turns your world on its head.

Even in the dimly lit theater, you knew it was him---you know every inch of Billy Hargrove by heart. You freeze abruptly on the way down the side aisle to find a seat, the popcorn bucket about to drop from the crook of your arm, and your partner squeezes your hand, a look of concern on their face.

“Are you okay?” They ask, noticing your rigid stance.

Billy isn’t alone either. He’s with a woman you don’t recognize, he has his arm around her, and her head is on his shoulder. As you stand there dumbstruck, caught between leaving and staying, Billy turns and looks at you over his shoulder from a row of seats on the other side of the theater. At first, his expression is nondescript; eyes bored and jaw muscles flexing as he chews his gum, that little earring dangling from one ear. But when he sees you---God, when he sees you—his face lights up, and a coy grin kicks up on one side of his mouth.

“Fuck,” you say out loud, accidentally, turning your back to him and handing the popcorn to your partner. “I’ll be...I’ll be right back. I need...I don’t feel…I’m just…find us seats, okay? I just need a second.”

You need air. Suddenly, it feels like the collar of your t-shirt is choking you, and your ears are ringing.

“Do you want me to come with you?” Your partner asks, concerned.

“NO!” You bark. “I mean, no, thank you. Sorry. Just give me…” You don’t want them to worry, but you can’t even finish, it feels like you’re in the Star Wars trash compactor and the walls are closing in.

You take off toward the exit, too afraid to look back. Finally, out in the hallway, you fall back against the wall, trying to steady your breathing, closing your eyes. You knew you'd run into him eventually; you just weren't ready for it to happen this soon.

You live in a small town, and there are only 3 movies showing; each has their own small, dark alcove entrance that are cut back from the hallway. The other movies have been in progress for a while, and from where you stand trying to gain composure in the hallway, you can hear the first trailer start up for the movie you came to watch. After a sip from the water fountain, you reach your arm out to open the theater door, telling yourself to stop letting him affect you.

But then Billy is there in the darkness of the alcove. He pulls you back against him, into the shadow of the corner, and you yelp, but he puts his hand over your mouth.

You could struggle, but you don’t. My god, he smells so good…. In one effortless movement, he unzips your jeans and sticks his hand down to curl his fingers on your clit over your underwear. You squirm a little bit, but, fuck...he knows what you like.

“I miss this sweet cunt,” he hisses into your ear.

Your eyes roll back in your head a little, but then you come to your senses, and start to wiggle away; someone could come down the hallway or out of the theater door any second and see you in a state of undress.

But he starts moving the pads of his fingers in circles on you, in just the right spot, while he flicks the tip of his tongue on your neck, sucking and nibbling at your flesh. You melt against him all of a sudden, your defenses falling, reaching your arm back to grab his neck and pull him closer to you.

Inside the theater, you hear the movie blaring, and all you can think about is how good it would feel if Billy’s thick cock was fucking your ass right now while he worked your clit.

He slides a finger into your mouth, and you suck on it, moaning, your pelvis twitching. And then he moves that hand down to squeeze your breast and pinch your nipple through your t-shirt. The thought of someone coming around the corner and seeing you right now is sending you over the edge in a way you never knew it would.

“Look how fucking wet you get for me,” he hisses again, his cock dripping precum inside his jeans; the need to put his seed inside of you making him ache. “You want to cum for me, don’t you?”

You nod and whimper, your legs getting weak. He moves his fingers from your breast up to your throat, cupping it and squeezing just enough while the hand down the front of your jeans works you into a frenzy, the speed increasing. You push your jeans down a bit more, aching for him to keep going.

He holds you up as you start to tremble, whimpering, on the edge.

“You gonna make a mess for me?” His lips are pressed against your ear.

“Uh huh,” you can barely make words. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum so….”

He grips your throat a little tighter. In a flash, he bends down a bit to get the right angle, and his lower hand bypasses your underwear, dipping down to your wet heat, and his fingers slip into your soaking wet hole. He curls his middle and index fingers inside of you, and starts to fuck the orgasm out of you, his hand jack-hammering, the contact making a wet slapping sound, the muscles in his forearm bulging. You release a strangled cry, sinking back against him, your body trembling. You’re whimpering, “fuck...baby...fuck...fuck you…” His hand moves faster in and out of your hole, messy wet sounds getting louder, but you don’t care about any of that anymore…

Your head snaps back and your body jerks, going blind, and he continues to fuck you as cum soaks your underwear and your jeans, dripping down, squirting onto the carpet of the alcove. “That’s my girl, that’s my fucking dirty girl,” he growls. His fingers come out of you to keep rubbing your clit, making sounds like a flat hand smacking a pool of water, forcing another few bursts of cum out of you. You flail against him, turning your head so that his lips can find yours. He kisses you deep, moaning against your mouth, his hand staying to slip down along your folds to feel your cum.

A few minutes later, you’re in the restroom with your hands braced on the row of sinks, staring at yourself in the mirror. You tried your best with paper towels, but there is a huge, visible wet stain on your jeans – it looks like you lost control of your bladder. Your underwear were too soaked, they had to be thrown away. After a minute of contemplation, you decide to go back into the theater and sit with your partner for the rest of the movie like nothing happened. You’ll tell them that you got a drink and spilled it, and that’s what took you so long.

Throughout the movie, you can feel Billy's eyes on you, and you don't know if you'll ever be able to quit him.

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starlightandfairies · 2 years

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Can I request one where reader and billy makeout together and billy tells reader he loves her, but PLOT TWIST! Reader is apart of the group who knows about the upside down and has been apart of all the craziness, so when hopper sees them he’s pissed bc he thinks of reader as a daughter? And ending it with billy kind of being like love you babe like hopper doesn’t bother him? I’m sorry if it goes against your rules if so please delete this!!!

Description: The reader gets told by Billy that he loves her and Hopper gets fatherly protective about the situation.

Warnings: Swearing, fluff,

*I'm sorry for how short it is, been all over the place lately. *

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 771

The least I can say is that this I as far as Billy and I got in our relationship. He respected it, and never pushed me to go further than I was comfortable with, which made me feel loved and cared for. Knowing that he wouldn't push me made me happy and he never got cranky if I wanted to stop mid-make-out session which is honestly what I think everyone deserves. Someone who wouldn't get angry if you wanted to stop. Billy and I had been going strong for the last little while, maybe to his dismay we only started getting touchy-feely around seven months of dating. We made out every now and again, usually when no one else was home or in the back of his car parked somewhere that gave us some peace from everyone else.

"Babe, where'd you go?" Billy whispered into my ear, I jumped slightly and smiled softly at him, whispering a quick apology for wandering off while we were being intimate.

"Just thinking of us, how much I value our relationship," I whispered, he chuckled and kissed my lips before caressing my cheek.

"Well, I'm glad you do, do you want to continue?" I nodded, smiling softly and kissed his lips. Smiling against the kiss as he wrapped one arm around my waist, pulling me closer as he cupped my face with his other hand. I hummed gently as he kissed my lips, holding me with a loving hold.

"I love you." I heard him whisper, I blushed shyly at the words, knowing he's not the type who opens up easily. I smiled happily at him, he chuckled and held me closer after I jumped at the aggressive tapping on the window. I glanced to see who it was, gulping slightly as I saw Hopper. He was like a father figure to me and so I felt like I was caught with my hand in the cookie jar as a little kid.

"Out. NOW!" Billy gently pushed me out of the car, following me out, he kept a hand on the small of my back, and his attitude changed slightly as he looked at the man.

"Can I help you, officer?" Billy asked with a slightly smug tone, I blushed slightly as Billy kissed my cheek, he smiled softly and I shot him a shy look that was also a little stern.

"Hop, what's going on?" I questioned, rolling my eyes slightly as he pointed at Billy and walked him away. Billy didn't know about the upside-down, I've been trying to keep that away from him in the fear of him thinking I'm crazy. Also in fear of him being hurt. Last year I got pretty injured during the first battle of Hawkins Labs, so Hopper did the fatherly thing and put me on babysitter duty most of the time. I didn't mind looking after them all, but it sucked when he didn't fuss over Nancy or the others. Billy waited for Hopper as he walked over to me, I still felt like I had been caught doing something wrong and felt like I was about to be scolded.

"Have you told him?"

"No-"

"Come with me." I walked over to Billy, smiling nervously at the boy and shifted nervously on my feet as Hopper began explaining all the stuff to Billy, he looked at me several times as if internally asking if it were real or not. I just gave a nod and whispered quietly to him.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I was scared." I apologised, he kissed my forehead and then turned to Hopper.

"Don't worry, I can help out, I'll stick by Y/N's side, you've got nothing to worry about. And as for the other thing-" Billy turned to face me, he crouched down slightly and smiled with a cheeky grin.

"Hey, darling, I love you. You're all that I need. I love you." He whispered, pulling me in for a hug. I'm assuming Hopper gave him the gold old 'do not hurt her' threat. This was probably just Billy's way of saying that he wouldn't or also an "I don't care what you say" I pecked his lips slightly and was taken back by the slight deepening of the kiss.

"Okay, okay, okay- break it up." Hopper pulled us apart, just like he did with Eleven and Mike. Billy winked at me slightly, his smugness coming out as he respectively tried to push Hopper's buttons.

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sweet-villain · 1 year

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Now Or Never ~ D.M ~ Chapter 1

Tagging : @woahlifehitsyahuh @cinemaquinn @pleasantlycrazyworld. @moonchildquinn @haileighboi @ceriseheaven @witchy-munson

Summary : Billionaire, Dacre Montgomery is need of a babysitter for his little girl. He's been told that you, a friend of his for a long time and an owner of a bakery can help him. But here is a catch, he doesn't fall in love. Will you change that?

His name was everywhere. His face was everywhere. Everyone knew who he he was but you knew him differently. You knew him as the boy who struggled to get to where he is. You knew him in another view. Not at the world saw him. You've known him since the two of you were kids.

" You're never going to catch me, I'm too fast for you" he would tease as he ran around the front of his yard. He was different back, he was adventurous, he was more happy, he was more himself than he ever was.

Now, all he was every girl's dream and every man's want. The guys wanted to be like him and the girls wanted to be with him. He changed from the little boy you knew to the man he was today, money and business was all he knew.

At least that's what you thought. You haven't spoken to him in years. The two of you went separate ways after college, he used to be your best friend and the person you relied on. Instead, he threw you away and you haven't heard a word from him. He's been all over magazines, newspapers, on tv and everywhere you look, he was there. Your co workers swoon over him wishing one day he walked into your coffee shop and graced them with his presence.

" Have you seen him? He's a walking sex dream" one of your co workers, Jess sighed closing her eyes and placing her hand on her chest as if her heart was going to jump out of her chest.

Your eyebrow raised in amusement as you stood next to one of the table with a wash cloth in your hands wiping it down. Her ears were met by silence as she opened her eyes and frowned.

" You don't find him attractive?" you shook your head. He was really pretty but you weren't interested to be dreaming about him.

" Are you feeling alright? Did you get enough sleep?" she asked with a small huff as she rounded to where she was making her way to you putting her hand on your forehead to feel if you were feeling okay. You laughed, swatting her hand away from your face.

" I'm feeling fine, Jess" you went to the next table to clear off the crumbs off it. Even though you owned the cafe, you were working along side Jess and Frankie who just walked through the door loving to greet the customers and helping out.

" Good to see you made it work finally, Frankie" he rolled his eyes as he took off his cap and smoothed out his hair. " It's two minutes, it's not like I was like by 10 minutes like someone did that one time" he mumbles motioning to Jess.

" That was one time, do you have to bring it up all the time?" Frankie shrugged as he went to the back to hang his stuff.

" You seriously don't find him attractive?" She points to the Tv that was in the corner of the wall flashing on the screen was the latest update on his life. But you tuned that out, rather not hearing whatever the media had to say about him this time.

" what's there to find attractive?" Jess gasped putting a hand on her heart as if you shot her. You rolled your eyes putting the wash cloth into the sink to wash it a bit later.

" Have you seen him? His blue eyes? The hair? The way he talks? Hello? Earth to Y/N? He's also the hottest billionaire"

" I rather chew the side walk" she gasped, throwing her hands up.

" I can't win with you"

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The coffee shop was starting to get busy as you greeted customers as they came in. Your shop was one of the best in town and everyone talked about it to their friends and family. You would pass sometimes on the street to the customers that walk in throwing them a smile.

You always wanted to own your own shop and with the help of your friends, you've made it happen. You met Frankie in college when you were finishing up and about to graduate. He met him too at that time, the three of you were really close until he decided he was better off without you two.

Frankie never understand why he did what he did, but he never talked about him to you ever again. That name only came up only when Jess and the customers talked about him. He was the talk of the town, and everywhere else.

You heard about him day in and day out.

" Have you heard? I think he has a kid" you heard one of the customers say. You paused in putting some warm croissants into one of the shelves. " Yeah, I heard his ex girlfriend dropped the kid on his front step with a note that this was his kid."

" Jesus, poor Dacre" your eyebrow knitted hearing the conversation. Since when did he have a kid? He didn't look to be father material for what he did as his business. All he cared about was money and now he has a kid on his plate.

" You looked spaced out, you okay?' Frankie nudged you as he finished what you were doing. You tilted your head to look at him, " The customers are talking about you know who."

He nods. Frankie is well aware who he is, he doesn't need to speak his name.

" They all talk about him like he's a walking candy cane on legs" you couldn't help it but giggle at the way Frankie thinks about him. It's not that Frankie was jealous of Dacre. It's growing to annoy Frankie how much this town was in love with someone like Dacre.

" He's just a man" Frankie eyebrow knitted together. " Don't tell me you've gone all in la la land over him" he put his hands on his hips looking at you in disapproval.

" Oh, no Frankie Boy. I rather eat dirt"

" That's what I like to hear" you rolled your eyes turning around facing to greet the customer that walked in.

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You were in the back to notice who had run through the door, you were humming to yourself when you heard someone drop something and Jess scream out. You dropped everything in your hands and rushed through the door seeing what happened. You paused in your tracks to see who stood there with a hand over Jess's mouth as she looked shocked.

Frankie blinked his eyes in surprise while pieces from a jar laid on the floor and cookies too.

With a hand over Jess's mouth, he looked out the window in fear of someone walking in. He let her mouth go as he scrambled to jump over the counter with his back to it. But it was his eyes that found your two feet and they followed until they reached to meet your eyes.

He sat there with his legs outstretched as his eyes searched your face as he took a moment to himself. You haven't even noticed the girls running by the shop. Your feet were frozen on the ground staring at him.

He was actually here.

" What are you doing?" you asked, drying your hands on the nearby towel. The voice from you sounds so familiar too him as his eyes tried to play connect the dots raking in his brain if he knew you.

" You-u're....he..I.." Jess couldn't form the words out as she stared at the figure of him on the floor. Why was he here?

" you shouldn't be here" Frankie hissed as he passed you to get the broom from the back. He put both his hands up as he stood up from the ground in fear that he would get tackled or something.

" I'm not going to hurt anyone" he looks between you, to Jess and back to you. Jess is standing gripping the counter as she can't believe the person she is crushing on is really in front of her.

You purse your lips, " you need to go." He frowns as his eyes roam for a name tag but finds none but he finds one on Jess.

" Jess, right?" he asks her. She nods with her cheeks flushing red.

" I'm sorry to barge in like this, but I saw the first thing I saw running away from them" he motions towards the door. " Didn't you have security or something with you?"

" I decided that today I wouldn't and that was a bad choice" he chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. " I'm guessing you know who I am."

" God, you're hotter in person" Jess couldn't help herself as she mumbles out. She snaps a hand over her mouth like she didn't mean to say that allowed. He smirks as he smoothes out his hair.

" Thank you, flattery works well on me" she squealed as she ran into the back to probably hide while Frankie walks out with a broom glaring at him while he picks up the glass from the floor, sweeping it.

Dacre takes out a wad of cash from his pocket, it's neatly in a clip as he grabs a couple of bills and places them on the counter.

" For my troubles, get yourself something nice too" he says as his eyes falls on you. You scoff, with an eye roll.

" The door is that way by the way" you pointed it out, " in case you didn't see it clearly before."

He smirks, licking his lips.

"I've seen plenty" his eyes roam over you once more, " pretty" he adds.

He turns his back, you see the muscles through his shirt as he moves his shoulders, he raises his head to take a whiff of the coffee smell. The bell rings as he exits out. He stops before one of the window as his eyes lock with yours one more time. They are bluer than ever, he shoots you a smile this time as he leaves.

" Oh my god, oh my god" Jess emerges from the back as she clings to you not believing who walked into the shop. You shoot a look at Frankie as he rolls his eyes.

" Get back to work, Jess" he says as he goes to the back to throw the glass away.

⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . * ꙳ ✦ ⊹

You are putting the chairs up on the tables, it was around closing time and yet you were still haven't finished closing up. Jess and Frankie have gone home while you were closing for the day. You hadn't noticed a figure standing by the door.

A small rapping sound on the door catches your attention. Your eyebrows knit together in confusion trying to listen to the sound and it becomes louder. You turn your head to the side seeing he was standing there by the door.

Now why was he here? What did he need?

" What?" you motioned with your hands. His eyes bore into you as he motioned for you to open the door. You sighed making your way to the door and unlocking it.

" What do you want?" you didn't mean to sound so harsh but he wasn't exactly the welcomed guest in the shop by you.

His eyes scanned your face and you saw a light bulb light up in his eyes.

" You're Y/N" he says with realization. The color drains from your face as you were ready to close the door on him but he puts his hand against the door to stop it from closing.

" Please" he pleaded. Your jaw clenched tight, " You can't be in here."

He eyed behind you to see there was no one in sight.

" Can we talk?" you scoffed.

" I have nothing to say to you" his lips grew in a thin line. He did deserve that. " Five minutes"

" You have three" he sighs as he runs a hand down his face, " Look there is a lot I want to say to you but I can't do it with that limit of time. I know you hate me, I would too from the way things ended between us. With our friendship. I was stupid to leave you behind while moving on with my life. I just need you to know there was not a moment that I didn't think of you."

" You're such bullshit, Montgomery" his mouth forms into a deep frown. " I deserve that, I do. But please. I need your help"

" Need my help with what? What could the billionaire need help with?" his hands go into the pocket of his jeans as he fishes out a photograph that has wrinkles in the corner but he brushes his hand over them. He hands you a picture of a little girl with blonde hair and blue eyes.

" Who is this?" you asked, looking down at the picture of a little girl that looks like him.

" That's my daughter, I've been looking for someone to watch over here while I do my business" he clears his throat, " among other things. I can't always look after her."

" How do I fit in this?" he looks down at his hands, playing with the rings on his fingers. " I need someone that I know would take good care of her, someone that I'm familiar with and someone that my daughter will like."

" I don't know if I can help you" his hand falls on top of yours holding the picture. " Please, come by the house tomorrow. You know the one on top of the hill with the gate. Meet her for yourself and decide if you want."

" And if I don't?" he shrugs, " I will pay you how much you want."

" Why me?" he looks you in your eyes as he answers, " Because you were once my friend. Someone that I trusted, and I would like to earn that back even if letting you spend time with my daughter."

" There are plenty of other girls that can look after her" he shake his head, " they aren't like you. They don't know me like you once did."

" I don't know you at all, Dacre"

" Please don't do it for me, she's all I have. Think of her, I know you always loved kids and this was something you wanted to do."

" I don't know" he fishes out from his pocket some money and places it into your hand. " Take this as first payment"

" I can't take this" you push the bills into his chest, his hand falls around your hand.

" Do it for my daughter, please" he pleads you once more. You looked into those blue eyes of his and melted right at those words.

" I'll think about" the edges of his lips turn up as he takes the picture back from you.

" I know I can count on you" he winks as he walks down the sidewalk to his car that is parked there. Did he really just come back to ask you all of this? You watch him drive away.

Frankie was going to be so mad at you and Jess was going to be over the moon for you.

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Just a Kiss Pt. 1

Soft Billy Hargrove x Reader

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Post Date: October 15th 2022

Post Time: 10:24 pm

Summary: As Billy and the reader lay in bed one night he realizes just how happy he is. He realizes that even just a kiss goodnight from her is good enough for the rest of his life.

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♪ Lying here with you so close to me

It's hard to fight these feelings

When it feels so hard to breathe

I'm caught up in this moment

Caught up in your smile ♪

Billy’s Pov:

I lay awake and sigh angrily as I rub my face. I turn over to look at the clock to see it’s only 9:30. I feel movement to my right and I look down to see that my wife is still curled up to my side, peacefully fast asleep. She lets out a light puff of air as she continues to sleep and I can’t help but watch her be so peaceful.

Her face then twitches like she’s in pain and I instantly know what’s wrong. I carefully set my hand on her stomach before sinking down just a bit.

“Hey. Let mama sleep, ok. She needs it,” I whisper to her belly as I rub it.

Her face goes back to looking peaceful and I smile lightly in satisfaction that the baby listened to me. I sit back up and lightly pull her back onto my chest. She continues to sleep and I start to feel a little jealous that she’s sleeping so well, but then I’m glad she is.

She needs as much sleep as possible right now. I grin as I pull her slightly closer and she nuzzles into my chest. Her face scrunches up for a moment as she lets out a light whimper and I kiss her forehead lightly. I rub at her belly again, making her relax, making me smile lightly and my mind starts to wander.

It’s moments like this when she’s so close to me as I hold her that I wonder how I ever denied my feelings for her in the first place. When we first moved to Hawkins and I bumped into her in the hallway at school, there was this immediate connection. I knew it, she knew it and everyone else around us knew it.

But I ended up acting like a total jerk to her and told her to watch where she was going before just walking off. It wouldn’t be until a few weeks later that I bumped into her again, but this time on the road when I was driving. My dad and I had just had another big fight, so I angrily stomped off.

I went out to my car and drove away as fast as I could possibly go without breaking any laws. I drove and drove for a while before coming up to a very dark road. At first I didn’t see her, but as I passed her I could see her walking with her arms crossed to keep warm with tears running down her face.

I still to this day have no idea what made me pull over and talk to her, but I did. I pulled over and she stopped to look in my window. I asked her what she was doing out there and the rest was history.

We stayed friends for a while and she’d let me crash at her place whenever things got too much for me at home. We eventually started dating and now I couldn’t be happier with where we are.

♪ I've never opened up to anyone

So hard to hold back

When I'm holding you in my arms

We don't need to rush this

Let's just take it slow ♪

I sigh lightly as I look back down at her to see she’s still peacefully asleep. She drools on my chest, but I could care less as I realize what shirt she’d worn to bed tonight and I remember the time when she’d first stolen it.

~Flashback~

I slip into my car angrily and let out a huff, knowing exactly where I'm headed. I quickly pull out and purposely rev the engine, knowing it’ll make Neil even more mad. I drove for a while before coming up to her street.

I park down the street, knowing it would wake her parents before quickly getting out of the car. I then walk up the street to her house and open the gate. I walk into the backyard and see her light still on. With a light smirk, I pick up a few pebbles before tossing them at her window.

“What do you- oh, Billy. Sorry, I thought you were Steve. He does that too when he wants to go for late night swims,” she says as she looks down at me and I smirk up at her.

“Nope, just me. Can I come up?” I ask and she giggles, making me grin.

“Yeah. Dad’s asleep though, so we’ll have to be very quiet,” she tells me and I nod before starting to climb the tree outside her window.

Once by her window, I quickly slide in, but my foot gets caught and I fall. We both freeze as it gets really quiet and I look at her with wide eyes.

“Y/n, what’s going on in there?!” Her dad yells from down the hall and she puts a finger up to her lips, telling me to be quiet.

“Nothing, dad! I just tripped again. You know me, clumsy as hell!” she shouts back and I hold back a laugh.

“Oh. Ok. Be more careful, sweetie!” he yells back and she holds back a giggle.

“Ok dad I will!!” she yells back with a grin on her face.

We wait a few minutes and when it has been quiet for a while, we both burst out laughing. I quickly get up before walking over and throwing myself onto her bed. I put my hands behind my head as I wiggle my eyebrows at her and she giggles lightly before turning back to whatever she’s doing at her desk.

“One of these days, you're going to get me into trouble, Hargrove,” she tells me as she shakes her head and I chuckle.

“And you’d enjoy it,” I playfully joke and she lets out a snort.

“Sure, I would,” she replies sarcastically as she rolls her eyes.

We’re quiet for a minute as I watch as she does whatever she’s working on. She starts to hum and I sigh as the thoughts of the fight with my dad starts to creep back in.

“You know. I’m here to listen whenever you need to get stuff off your chest,” she quietly speaks up and I shake my head.

“Nah. It’s ok, princess. You wouldn’t want to hear the details, believe me. Is it ok if I crash here tonight?” I ask her and she spins around in her chair.

“You know it is, Billy. And while you think I wouldn’t want the details, that’s fine, but if you need to get something off your chest then by all means, tell me. I just want this to feel like a safe space for you…” she tells me truthfully and I frown, shaking my head.

“Nobody has ever tried to give me a safe space before. If I were to tell you anything I… I wouldn’t even know where the hell to start,” I mummer out as I look away from her and down at the bed.

“And that’s ok, Billy. I don’t want you to feel pushed either. I’m simply letting you know that I am here if you need it,” she tells me softly before turning back around.

“Thanks. Well, I’m going to sleep,” I tell her as I yank my shirt off before cuddling into her bed.

“I’ll be over in a minute, just wanna finish this last line…” she tells me as she continues to write and I shrug, pretending I don’t care when I very well do.

“Ok. Move over, you big lug,” she says as she walks over and nudges me lightly.

“Wait. I wanna change,” she tells me as she jumps up from the bed.

She leans down and scoops something up, but I don’t catch what it is. She quickly goes into her bathroom and changes before coming back into the room. I quickly put my arm out to her with a tired grin.

She gives me a light smile before coming over to the bed. It’s only then I see she’s in my shirt, making me smile. She turns off the light on her bedside table before getting under the blanket and pulling it over the both of us.

“Shirt stealer…” I mumble out and she giggles as she curls into my side.

“And you love it on me…” she playfully pokes her finger into my side and I squirm, making her gasp.

“Is the Billy Hargrove ticklish?” she asks with a raised eyebrow as she looks up at me.

“Noooooo….” I playfully deny and she giggles again.

“I think he is…” she replies as she pokes my side again before slightly tickling, making me squirm.

“Ok… ok… I am definitely ticklish. Stop it,” I chuckle out and she giggles.

“Oh. Ok. Only cause I’m not mean,” she tells me before she lays back down.

Her head slots perfectly by my neck and she leaves a light kiss, making me shiver a bit. She smirks before settling and laying still. It goes quiet and suddenly my brain decides it’s going to mess with me.

I start to think over the things Neil had said earlier and I run a hand through my hair. Y/n slowly sits up and frowns at me.

“B… talk to me…” she whispers out and I sigh with my eyes closed.

“Billy, baby. Look at me,” she tells me as she puts a hand on my cheek.

I finally open my eyes and my breath gets caught in my throat at the sight. She’s sitting up, looking down at me as the moonlight that’s coming through her window reflects off her eyes. Her eyes shine with unshed tears and I just want to wrap her up in my arms as I take away whatever is making her sad.

“Baby, why are you crying?” I ask her and she giggles a wet giggle as she wipes her nose.

“I just…” she pauses and I wait patiently for her to continue.

I sit up and pull her into my lap so she’s straddling me. I wipe just under her eye and she smiles a small smile at me.

“It’s silly, really…” she tells me and I shake my head at her.

“Nothing you’ve ever got in that pretty head of yours is silly. Please tell me,” I tell her and she lets out another wet laugh.

“I just wish your dad wouldn’t be so hard on you…” she whispers out and bites her lip.

I stare up at her in shock for a moment before shaking my head. I then bring her forehead down to mine and before I know it I’m spilling everything that happened tonight.

~ End Of Flashback ~

That definitely wasn’t the first time I stayed the night with her, but it most definitely was the very first time I ever opened up to her and after I was done telling her everything, she kissed me. She then begged me not to believe a word he had said and in that moment I realized she’d be my forever. I decided right there in that moment as I held her while she fell asleep that I’d do right by her and always be there next to her side, no matter what.

With another sigh I look at the clock again only to see that it’s now 12:00. I quietly groan before slowly moving y/n off me before getting up from the bed. Tiredly, I walk down the hall, but I stop at one of the pictures we have on the wall:

♪ Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight

Just a touch of the fire burning so bright

No I don't want to mess this thing up

No I don't want to push too far ♪

~ Flashback ~

“Billy, this is so cool. Who’s throwing it?” she asks as I park the car.

“Tommy is. And before you complain about it being Tommy, don’t worry. You won’t even see him tonight. I just really wanted our first real date to be a good one seeing as I’m not much of a date kind of guy,” I tell her as I turn off the car and turn to her.

“Awe, B. Don’t worry. You don’t have to be that guy with me. Just spend time with me, that’s all I ask,” she tells me and I smile.

“That I can do, princess,” I tell her before leaning over to kiss her.

“Are you ready for some bonfire fun?” I ask her and she giggles, nodding.

“Ok. Let’s go have some fun, babe,” I tell her before getting out of my car.

I quickly rush around and before she has even the slightest chance of doing it herself, I open her door for her. She gives me a huge grin before grabbing her over the shoulder bag and getting out.

“My, if I do say so myself. Mr. Billy Hargrove can be a gentleman,” she jokes with me as she pats my chest and I grin.

“I only had to find the right girl for me to be a gentleman,” I playfully joke back and she bursts out laughing.

“Billy, honey. That’s so cheesy, but we both know you are more of a fighter than a lover,” she tells me and I playfully gasp.

“And who says?” I ask her, making her snicker.

“Steve Harrington’s face, that’s who. Poor boy’s been done in by you more times than I can count,” she jokes and I purse my lips.

“Yeah that’s cause he ain’t you, darlin,” I tell her and she smiles.

“Well, how could I turn that down? A boy who’s willing to love on me and beat on others for me,” she smiles before giving my cheek a kiss as we come up to the table of drinks and food.

She grabs a small cup and fills it with punch. I give her a look and she giggles as I take the drink from her and throw it over my shoulder.

“Billy, that was my drink!” she shouts and I shrug.

“I’m not letting you drink that on our first date. Tommy always spikes it. The food you can have, the drinks no. I’ve got some good ol Dr. Pepper in the trunk,” I tell her and she grins.

“B. Is that your way of telling me that you wouldn’t take advantage if I was drunk?” she asks and I lazily shrug.

“I mean, not that I would, but it’s more me looking out for what’s mine,” I tell her and she grins even bigger.

“I like the sound of that,” she tells me as she wraps her arms around my neck.

“Of what, exactly?” I ask and she giggles, throwing her head back.

“That I’m yours. Silly,” she tells me before placing another kiss on my cheek.

“Oh. Well, get used to it then. Cause you're most definitely mine,” I tell her with a smirk on my face and she nods.

“Come on. Let’s go have some fun,” she tells me as she grabs my hand and pulls me away from the table.

~ End Of Flashback~

The rest of the night was spent just walking around and talking to others. Then we found out that the younger kids were out there and I went livid trying to find Max. When we found them, they were just hanging by the fire with pepsi so everything was fine.

The picture that I’m looking at was taken that night, definitely not one of mine and y/n’s first kisses, but it was definitely one of the best ones. We had decided to just hang with the younger kids that night, seeing as me and Max were working on our relationship after the whole mind flayer thing. Then someone started playing music and y/n had begged me to dance with her when what she deemed “our song” came on.

Never being able to say no to her, we ended up dancing in front of the kids and I couldn’t care less if anyone thought it was weird. All I cared about was making my girl happy. We danced until the song was over and when it was, y/n looked up at me with so much happiness radiating off of her that I couldn’t help but to kiss her.

As I did, Max sneakily took the photo that I now stand in the hall looking at and I couldn’t be more happier about it. If it weren’t for Max, the memory would have stayed just that, but now I can look back on it with fondness.

With a shake of my head and a fond sigh, I walk to the kitchen. I decide to put on some music before getting myself some hot chocolate. Something y/n got me into, instead of hot milk or tea, y/n drinks hot chocolate to get to sleep on nights she can’t. I guess it just stuck with me to do the same.

As I make the hot chocolate, the song we had put on repeat that night comes on. As the song plays quietly, I sit at the table and my mind drifts to the memory of our first real make-out.

♪ Just a shot in the dark that you just might

Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life

So baby I'm alright with just a kiss goodnight ♪

~Flashback~

“I had fun tonight, B,” y/n tells me as she turns to me in her seat of the car.

“I’m glad you did. I had fun too,” I agree with a smile and she grins.

“Well, I’ll see you on Monday at school?” she asks and I nod sheepishly as I try to gather the courage to just kiss her.

It’s not like this is the first kiss we’ve shared, but it is the first one after our first date. Not to mention, her dad is just inside the house so if I do, it can’t be a make-out kind of kiss. I need to show her dad that I’m not the playboy everyone calls me, that I can treat his daughter like a queen.

“I’ll walk you to the door,” I tell her and she grins brighter.

“I would like that,” she agrees, biting her lip again as she nods.

I grin at her before nodding and starting to get out of the car. I quickly round the front of the car before she even has a chance to open her door. We both smile at each other as I open her door for her.

“Thank you,” she says as she gets out of the car.

I grin at her as she gives my cheek a kiss before rounding behind me to the front of the car. I close the door before turning to catch up with her. I come up beside her and wrap my arm around her waist as I lead her up to the door.

“Well, goodnight. I’ll see you on Monday?” I ask her and she grins.

“If I don’t miss you and want to see you sooner… then yeah,” she shyly tells me and I smile, nodding.

“If you miss me, don’t hesitate to call,” I confidently tell her and she smiles.

“I won’t…I hope you sleep well,” she tells me as she bites her lip.

“I hope you sleep well too, princess,” I tell her softly as I reach up and play with her hair, making her grin at me.

I shake my head at her cuteness before leaning forward and attaching our lips. My hand moves from her hair and to her cheek. The kiss is slow and sweet.

For a moment it feels like the whole world fades away as I kiss her and she kisses back. My heart swells with love for this girl as I keep her close. Before I know it, what was meant to be a simple kiss turns into a make out when she grins as she swipes her tongue over my lip and again I can’t tell her no.

We continue to make out for a few minutes before she lets out a moan, making me pull away with a smirk on my face. I put my forehead to hers as I rub at her cheek. We then hear a clearing of a throat and we both freeze before turning to see her dad.

He has his arms crossed with a stern look on his face, making y/n blush. I bite my tongue so I won’t say anything inappropriate in front of her dad.

“You’ve got five more minutes to say goodbye, y/n,” her dad tells her before he walks back into the house.

I chuckle and she groans, rubbing her hand over her face. I quickly pull her back and leave one peck on her lips before putting my forehead to hers. She grins up at me before biting her lip.

“I really don’t wanna say goodnight to you,” she tells me softly and I smile at her.

“I don’t either, but I promise it won’t be for very long,” I promise her and she lets out a giggle.

“Who knew Billy Hargrove, “King” of Hawkins High, could be such a romantic?” she jokingly asks and I smirk.

“Only for you, princess. Only you,” I whisper out and she smiles even bigger.

“And he’s cheesy, too. I’m one lucky girl,” she tells me and I shake my head.

“I’m the lucky one,” I tell her and she giggles again before giving my lips a peck.

“Goodnight, B,” she tells me and I sigh happily.

“Goodnight, princess,” I agree with her before reluctantly letting her pull away from me.

I wait till she’s in the house with the door closed before shaking my head and pulling my keys out of my pocket. With a light smile, I walk over to my car and start to get in before looking up at her other bedroom window to see her waving at me. I grin and shake my head in disbelief before waving back at her.

~End of flashback~

It was that night that I decided that even when life was bad or something was going on, just a kiss from her would be enough. She’d never need to do anything else but kiss me and I’d fall to her feet. Nobody else’s kisses were ever like hers.

Just a kiss from her is enough to make my whole world complete.

♪ I know that if we give this a little time

It'll only bring us closer to the love we wanna find

It's never felt so real

No it's never felt so right ♪

I’m startled out of my thoughts when I feel arms wrap around my neck and a kiss gets placed to my neck. I hear a giggle that makes me calm before I pull her around me and set her in my lap.

“Sorry I scared you, baby,” she tells me as she runs a hand through my hair.

“It’s ok. I just thought you were asleep,” I inform her as I close my eyes at the feeling of her hand running through my hair.

“I was, but the bed got cold then I came to find you. Can’t sleep without you, baby,” she tells me and I nod as I bring a hand up and rest it on her stomach.

“I’m sorry I woke you, hon,” I apologize and she shakes her head.

“Shh. It’s ok. Can’t sleep though, huh B?” she asks me as she now scratches my scalp lightly.

“That obvious?” I ask her and she giggles quietly.

“Baby what’s going on?” she asks with a light frown and I sigh.

“I don’t know. My brain just won’t shut off,” I huff out and she nods.

“Well, clearly you finished your hot chocolate. So let’s go back to bed and try again, yeah?” she asks and I sigh before reluctantly agreeing with her.

She slowly stands first and I start to get up after her. She grabs my cup and sets it into the sink before walking over to the doorway of the kitchen. She gives me a light smile as she holds her hand out to me.

I walk over to her and grab her hand. She slowly leads me to our room and I chuckle at her tiny waddle.

“Are you laughing at me?” she asks me in a fake offended tone and I shake my head.

“No,” I playfully deny and she looks back at me, raising her eyebrow at me.

“Ok fine, I might have been, but babe, the pregnant waddle is just so cute!” I tell her and she swats at the air.

“Oh… stop, it's not cute at all,” she tells me and I shake my head.

“No, it really is…” I promise her and she rolls her eyes again.

We make it to our room and she lays down first before pulling me down with her. I let out a chuckle as I wrap my arms around her and she cuddles into me. I let out a yawn and she grins, looking up at me.

“Getting sleepy now?” she asks and I nod before leaning down to place a kiss on her lips.

“I can help you baby,” she tells me as she sits up a little.

“What are you doing?” I ask her and she giggles before pulling me closer and laying my head on her stomach.

“Helping you fall asleep,” she informs me as she starts to scratch at my scalp again and I immediately let out a sigh.

♪ Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight

Just a touch of the fire burning so bright

No I don't want to mess this thing up

I don't want to push too far ♪

“You know I was remembering back to our first date,” I mumble out and she grins down at me.

“Were you?” she asks and I nod as I let out another yawn.

“And what were you thinking about that made you think about that?” she asks and I smile up at her.

“You…” I tell her and she giggles, rolling her eyes.

“I shoulda known,” she playfully says and I tiredly smile up at her.

♪ Just a shot in the dark that you just might

Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life

So baby I'm alright with just a kiss goodnight

No I don't want to say goodnight

I know it's time to leave

But you'll be in my dreams

Tonight

Tonight ♪

“I know I’ve told you, but you are my forever,” I tell her and she grins with tears coming to her eyes.

“B. You're my forever too. I love you baby,” she tells me through her tears and I reach up to wipe at her falling tears.

“I love you too and our soon to be coming little one. I never thought I’d have this,” I tell her as I sit up and she shakes her head.

“You only thought that because that’s what you had put in your head because of your dad,” she tells me and I pull her into my side as we lay back down.

“I thought you’d leave me a long time ago, but you proved me so wrong. Thank you princess,” I explain honestly and she nods against my chest.

“No. It wasn’t just me, B. You may have thought you’d mess this up, but you worked just as hard as I did in this relationship. That’s one factor to why we’re still together,” she tells me as she starts to draw circles into my side.

♪ Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight

Just a touch of the fire burning so bright

No I don't want to mess this thing up

I don't want to push too far

Just a shot in the dark that you just might ♪

I smile as she looks up at me with so much love in her eyes. I let out a puff of air before shaking my head.

“I really love you so much,” I tell her with emotion clearly in my tone.

“And we love you,” she affirms as she takes my hand, putting it on her stomach.

“You were and still are my shot in the dark, you know that?” I ask her and she grins.

“Awe, B, you’re mine too,” she tells me before she leans up and gives me a kiss.

She then cuddles in closer and lets out a sigh of comfort before she’s falling asleep. I lay awake for just a few more minutes as I watch her sleep peacefully.

♪ Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life

So baby I'm alright

Ohh… ♪

As I lay there with her in my arms while getting more and more sleepy, I can’t help but love where we are. Married, living in California just down from the beach with a baby on the way. What more could I ask for from life?

Only four years ago, I didn’t see my wife even being a part of my future, let alone that it’d be this good. The old me could have never imagined the life I have now. I feel y/n wince once again and I rub her stomach like I did earlier.

She lets out a puff of air before settling into peace again and I smile softly. I'm so glad I found all of this. I'm glad that I have someone that makes even just a kiss goodnight so wonderful. If it’s with her for the rest of my life. I couldn’t want anything else.

♪ Let's do this right with just a kiss goodnight

With a kiss goodnight

A kiss goodnight ♪

The End…

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gambitxrogue11 · 3 months

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Caligator AU one shot .. Neil, Billy and Max moved to North Dakota instead of Hawkins, where it is run by the sheriff Roy Tillman.

🔞 WARNING: 🔞

Explicit language, mention of slurs, Gator Tillman and Billy Hargrove, minors do not interact.. IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT SCROLL AWAY.

Billy drove Max to her school in the morning before he starts his shift at nearby auto shop.

It's been 6months since they move to North Dakota, Neil was assigned here for "higher paycheck" ..

It was a very normal morning or so Billy thought .. when he saw the sheriff's son Gator in front of the school as well.. it looks like he's waiting for someone .. maybe they're doing some routine check?..

He knows the sheriff son is complete douche based on the conversations he had with him a few times in the sheriffs office and in his bed ..

Gator knows what he is, but will never publicly out themselves since Roy, will kill them if he realize his boy is bisexual.

Gator might be a douche but Billy can't deny that he's sexy .. he watches Gator from afar as this hot moron spits everywhere like a garden sprinkler ..

Billy can't help but imagine what if Gator, would've spit in his mouth instead? and rearrange his guts? ... Having those thought made his pants a little tighter.

Billy's thought process was interrupted when he notice Gator is walking towards him.. he didn't realized he was staring long enough..

"Well look who'tis? .. Mornin' shitbird." Gator greeted Billy

"So what is Neil's fruity little bastard doin' here?" Gator continued

"Just drove my sister to school, shitbird! What do you want? Did daddy sent you back to middle school?" Billy rhetorically answered ..

Gator inches closer to Billy "I told ya' not ta give me those 'fuck me eyes' on public" Gator whispered.

Billy felt Gator's warm breath tickle his ear, his face heat up suddenly ..

"What are you gonna do about it fucker?" Busted, Billy, teases Gator he knows he's gonna get laid if he continue getting under Gator's skin.

"Ya think that's funny Hargrove? .. I can arrest ya fer disrespectin' an officer of the law" Gator pointed to his badge.

"Alright, I'm sorry pretty princess, deputy" Billy sarcastically said still trying to get on Gator's nerves..

Gator eyes darkened, licked his lips and smiled lustfully "I guessed have'ta shove my cock later in yer' pretty little mouth, all the way down yer throat until ya gagged on my cock, make a mess and drool like a lil' baby..

that'll shut ya up.." Gator's voice became a little threatening yet soft and full of lust

Billy felt an electricity course through his body and his half hard cock earlier was full rock hard now, at the thought swallowing Gator's girth.

"Yeah that's right.. ya love that fag?" Gator fist Billy's buldge under his tight pants, he gulp as he felt Gator large palm on his buldge

"I'll see ya around Hargrove" Gator says smuggly as he walks away slowly leaving Billy speechless..

Gator went back to his patrol car where another deputy is now on the driver seat ..

Gator hops on the passenger seat and they drove away.

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fleshbarbie · 2 years

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trust me - billy hargrove x reader.

“billy you cannot be serious right now? you’re going to believe them over me? really?”

you were mad, mad and upset. your boyfriend of almost a year now had approached you after school with a scowl resting on his handsome features and an extra stomp in his step. he had laid into you the second he saw you, instantly accusing you of being some kind of two-timer who was cheating on him with his mortal enemy (his words).

when you asked him where he got all this from, he told you carol and tommy had told him during lunch.

“they’ve seen you (y/n), riding around with steve all hours of the day! like on saturday, when you were supposed to be helping out your grandma with cleaning out the attic. we had to cancel our date for that!”

those bastards, only happy when there was some kind of drama going on. you knew that was the only reason they’d told him, not because they’re good samaritans who thought billy deserved to know. no, fuck that. they wanted some free entertainment and billy was stupid enough to give them that.

yes, you had been out with steve a lot lately but there was absolutely no funny business going on. you knew lying to billy was an awful thing to do, but what were you supposed to do? tell him that you were secretly trying to figure out how to save hawkins before a big monster came out from another dimension and began possessing everybody one by one? hard pass.

“come on billy, you know i wouldn’t do that to you. i love you for christ sakes, do you not trust me?” you questioned the teen, who stood in front of you still looking as pissed off as ever. but you couldn’t really blame him, if you’d found out he’d been sneaking around with another girl and feeding you lies about where he was you’d probably be pissed off too.

“i do! well i did, until now. what were you doing with harrington, huh? why did you cancel our date to be with him?”

you let out a frustrated sigh, pushing your hair from your face with force. “look, i know how weird this all looks and i don’t blame you for feeling the way you do. not at all. but i need you to trust me billy, please. i can’t tell you what we’re doing, not yet. but i promise you, cross my heart and hope to die that there is absolutely nothing going on with steve and i. or any other boy in hawkins for that matter. i love you, i want to be with you. nobody else.”

maybe six months ago billy would’ve scoffed, before he continued to argue with you and accuse you of going behind his back. perhaps even call you a few names before he disappeared somewhere and gave you silent treatment for a few days. but he had changed since then, with your help he had learned to listen instead of reacting instantly.

so, after a few beats of silence he nodded. he still looked agitated and on edge, but he had visibly calmed down a whole lot which in return, calmed you down just the same. you sent him a grateful smile, taking a step closer to your boyfriend and wrapping your arms around his midsection.

with your chin resting on his chest, just under where his chain sat you looked up at him. “thank you. i love you so much, you know that right?”

“of course i do, i just wish you’d tell me what the hell is going on.” he instantly responded, one of his hands reaching down to trace your jawline.

“i will, eventually i promise. it’s just a lot to take in and i don’t think right now is the perfect time for all of it. but you will know, soon enough, what’s going on.”

it obviously wasn’t the perfect scenario, billy was now more eager than ever to find out what you were hiding. but with confirmation from yourself that you were not cheating on him with the ex king of hawkins high, he could relax having complete faith that you wouldn’t lie to him about something like this.

“okay.” he nodded once again, “okay. i’ll wait.”

omg hi !! this is my first time posting in over a year, i know it’s short but i wanted it to be like a little ‘hi i’m back’ type of post. i have three other (longer) works in the making, and i am considering re-writing my same, but different series because i left it at an awkward place and i’d rather start it again than continue it. but yeah that’s all i have to say, i’m back!

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erisnoxauthor · 1 year

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Unholy Halloween Night

Summary: Billy takes his girl to a Halloween party and things get a little hot...

Warnings: Mature Themes 18+ *minors do not interact* fem reader (OC), p in v, alcohol and drug use, hints of abuse, fingering, overstimulation, sir kink, hair pulling [I think I covered everything, if I didn't please let me know!]

Celine is my OC, I don't own Billy Hargrove (although I wish I did ;} )

This is my first published piece anywhere! Let me know what you think!! xoxo Eris <3

Billy pulled the Camaro to a stop of in front of a house Celine hadn't seen before. "Do you know these people?" She asked, looking over to her boyfriend as he lit a cigarette in the dark of the car. He shrugged his leather clad shoulders. "Party is a party babe." Celine rolled her eyes, tugging on the pleather of her sexy nurse costume. Billy stepped out of the car, skirting the hood and coming to open her door. She stood from her seat, pressing her hands to his exposed chest, that red button up always undone way to low.

Billy's lips pulled into a smirk, pressing them roughly to hers. "Damn you taste good." He mumbles against her mouth. Celine fisted her hands into his jacket, pulling herself closer to him. She had been aching for him all day.

"You want to skip the party?" Celine asked, sliding her hand down his toned abs. Billy grabbed her wrist , stopping her path to his semi-hard dick, his eyes dark with lust. "I want to be drunk right now. Last night was fucking shit and today wasn't much better." Celine nodded, a look of concern on her face, stepping aside so he could close the door. Billy tossed the cigarette, pushing the door of the car closed.

She laced her hand in his, following him up the sidewalk to the house. The door was open and music poured into the front yard. Bodies lingered everywhere, drinks in almost every hand. She stayed behind Billy as he made a way through the crowd, the throng of people parting like the red sea when they saw him. Nobody messed with Billy Hargrove. Nobody.

He let her hand go when they made it to the kitchen, grabbing a cup for them both and handing one to her. Celine took a small sip of the cheap beer, wrinkling her nose at the taste. She liked fruity stuff a whole lot more than horse piss.

Billy tossed back what was in the cup, licking his lips as he sat it down on the table and surveyed the scene. Almost everyone was dressed in some kind of stupid costume. He turned his gaze back to his girlfriend. Celine currently wore a sexy nurse outfit, barley covering the tops of her thighs. The zipper looked ready to pop between her breast. Fuck it was going to be a long night.

They had been there a little over an hour, socializing with friends and dancing in the living room. Celine slid her ass across Billy's crotch, earing a look as he roughly gripped her hips. "I said drinking first." Celine laughed, turning her body and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I need you though." He pressed his lips to hers, his tongue darting out to lick her mouth. Celine obliged, opening her mouth to him. Their tongues intertwined, fighting one another for dominance. Celine groaned, threading her fingers into Billy's curls. She pulled slightly, earning her ass a rough squeeze. He pulled back, a breath away from her lips. "Are you going to make me fuck you right in front of everyone?"

Celine bit her lip, sliding her hand down his shoulder and his broad chest. "If that's what it takes." Billy grabbed her elbow, towing her toward the kitchen. He grabbed another cup and poured a hefty shot of liquor into the red plastic.

He took a drink, his ocean eyes never leaving hers. She swallowed, lost in the arousal forming between her legs. He pulled the cup from his lips, sitting in on the counter. "You're in for it baby girl." She looked down, a blush forming over her cheeks.

Billy caught her attention when he groaned, grabbing another cup from the table and swallowing half of it.

Celine followed Billy's line of sight to Tommy H and Carol pushing their way through the crowd. Tommy thought he and Billy were best friends but truthfully, Billy hated him. "Hey man!" Tommy shouted over the music. Billy nodded his head, fishing his cigarettes and lighter from the pocket of his leather jacket. He already looked irritated as hell.

"Well look at you Miss Nurse lady, maybe I'll get hurt later." Billy snapped his head toward Tommy, the other boy taking several steps back, his hands in the air. "Just a joke man." Tommy cleared his throat. "Hey, they have a keg out back. You want to reclaim your title?"

Billy shrugged, blowing smoke into the air. "I didn't know I had lost it." Tommy scratched the back of his head. "Well you didn't but.."

Billy tightened his arm around Celine. "Let's get outside babe." Celine followed him, wafting away the smell of pot hanging thickly in the air. She watched as Billy let her go, walking over to the keg in the midst of "Keg King! Keg King! Keg King!"

Two boys Celine recognized from the basketball team lifted him up by his legs as he held the nozzle, swallowing as much as he could. Billy wasn't always the best to be around when he was drunk but sometimes Celine understood. That was his one escape from his shit hole father. He couldn't think so he couldn't remember.

When the boys let Billy down, Celine snapped out of her thoughts. "Almost a whole fucking minute Hargrove! Fifty three seconds!" Billy stumbled against one of the players that had been holding him, reclaiming his cigarette. He slid the butt into his mouth and held both hands up triumphantly. The chants began again.

"Keg King! Keg King! Keg King!" Billy swayed over to Celine, tossing the cigarette into someone's mother's flower garden. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her roughly against his body. "Let's find somewhere a little more private."

Celine followed Billy up the stairs into the first room they came to, a bathroom. He closed and locked the door, turning toward her. His eyes were glassy from the alcohol and his cigarette smoke and the mint gum currently in his mouth filled the bathroom.

Celine gasped when he pushed her back against the sink, slotting his thigh in between her legs. "Billy," Billy continued sucking on her neck, marking her as his. There would definitely be little bruises in his wake.

Billy slid his hand down to her breast, palming the heavy globe through the fabric of her outfit. She covered her hand with his. "Fuck me," Celine whispered into the small room. "I need you." Billy pulled back from her throat, slowly unzipping the front of her sexy nurses outfit. Her breast spilled free, nipples hard. Billy pushed the fabric back and bent his head, taking one into his mouth.

Celine tossed her head back, her hands gripping his hair as he sucked her breast. "Yes," He moved to the other one, giving it equal attention. Billy slid his hand up her skirt, his fingers brushing the thin fabric covering her pussy. He groaned, feeling the heat coming from her, the wet spot already formed on her panties. He slid the fabric aside, sliding the tip of his finger through her wet folds. God she was wet.

"Are you ready for me baby?" Celine nodded, pushing her breast out as she pulled at her nipple. Billy raised an eyebrow. "I didn't hear you." "Yes sir," She spoke quietly, pushing her soaked pussy toward his hand. "Please touch me." He slid two fingers into her, curling his fingers.

"You have to help me first babe." Celine looked down, his eyes widening at the bulge forming in his pants. She made quick work of his belt and undid the last few buttons on his shirt, pushing it back. She unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down with his boxers. His thick cock sprang free, slapping against his belly. A bead of precum already forming on the head.

Celine reached down, circling his cock with one hand. she swiped her thumb across the head, gathering the cum and bringing it to her mouth. She stared into Billy's eyes, his breath coming unevenly. Her tongue darted out, licking it off the pad of her thumb.

Billy smirked, he loved what a slut she could be. Just for him. But he was just as desperate as she was at this point and there was no time for play. He pulled her fingers from her pussy, sticking them into his mouth and licking off her arousal. Billy winked and Celine, her pupils blow at the small touch. He helped her off the sink, jerking her panties down her legs and pushing her skirt up. Billy put his hand in the center of her back, pushing her forward. The globes of her ass were on display to him and he could see her glistening arousal in the light.

Billy pulled his wallet from his back pocket, pulling the condom he kept for times just like these out. He tossed the wallet onto the sink beside her head and tore open the foil packet with his teeth. Billy rolled the condom down his hard length. No more little Hargrove's. That shit hole blood line stopped with him.

He gripped her hips, lining himself up, he pushed into her. Celine gasped. No matter how many times they fucked, she couldn't get past how big he was. He seated himself all the way, giving her time to adjust, massaging her hip.

Celine pushed back against him, signaling she was ready. Billy slowly withdrew before slamming back into her. He picked a rough pace. His balls slapping her clit with each thrust. Celine bit into her fist to keep from screaming, her small gasps still escaping. She looked in the mirror, meeting Billy's eyes as he fucked into her.

He winked, leaning forward to change the angle. Celine cried out as the head of his dick pounded against her sweet spot over and over. "Be my good girl, cum for me." He reached around, circling her clit with his left hand. Billy held eye contact with her in the mirror. Neither of them would last long.

He pussy clinched around his cock. The coil in her stomach felt like it is going to burst. Her orgasm took her by surprise, causing her to cry out. Billy covered her mouth with his free hand, helping her ride out her high. He continued to play with her clit in slow, lazy circles.

Tears streamed down her face at the overstimulation. She made eye contact with Billy in the mirror, her hands braced on the edge of the skin as he continued to roughly thrust into her. "Can you be a good girl and not yell?" She nodded her head, his hand still over her mouth. "Promise?" He grunted, his fingers digging into her hips. She squeezed her eyes shut, nodding furiously. He removed his hand, gripping her hips with both, chasing his own high.

Billy's thrust became erratic, his breathing ragged. His hips stilled as he came, spilling inside of her. Celine closed her eyes, her pussy clenching at the feeling. He let out a groan, his eyes closed and head thrown back. His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. His necklace stuck to his sweaty chest.

He stayed like that, soaking in the feel of her hot core around him. He could feel his cock softening, party from the alcohol, partly from the amazing orgasm he had just had.

Billy hissed as he pulled his cock from her. She stood, feeling her arousal sticky between her thighs. She turned into her boyfriend's arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face in his throat. He bent his head to kiss her temple. "My girl," Celine smiled against his skin. "Always,"

She untangled herself, stepping back and grabbed some toilet tissue to clean herself up. She slid her panties back up her legs, pulling her skirt back into place and fluffing her hair. Billy tossed the used condom into the trash, stuffing himself back into his jeans and fastening his belt. He rebuttoned his shirt and tucked it back into his jeans. Celine turned, resting her hip on the sink. She watched quietly as Billy pulled his cigarette back from his jacket, putting one between his lips and lighting it.

He tilted his head back, blowing the smoke toward the ceiling. She stepped toward him, pressing her cheek to his chest, listening to his heart beat. He wrapped his free arm around her, squeezing her ass. making Celine laugh. "Never enough for you is it?" He watched as she took his cigarette from his lips, placing it between her own and taking a long drag. "Not when it's from the most amazing girl in the world." He paused, taking back his cigarette. "Not from my girl."

Celine stood on her tip toes, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "Come on baby, I need a beer."

Billy laughed, opening the door for her. "There's my girl."

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