#harringrove x reader smut
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In Your Court
Billy gives Steve some tips on what his girl really wants. Or Part 3 of Friend Competition :)
Billy Hargrove x Reader, Steve Harrington x Reader
CW: Smut, oral sex, unprotected sex
Thank you to @duncanhillscoffeecups for requesting/submitting this <3 I hope you enjoy it!
“It’s fine,” Steve was reassuring you, pressing his hand against your back as he ushered you up another flight of stairs, “No one will know.” You glanced up at him, feeling nervous as you let him guide you.
“What about your coach?” You asked, feeling sneaky as you held your bag towards your chest. Hawkins was having a basketball tournament out of town and Steve had decided that it would be fun to sneak you in. You couldn’t deny the rush of pleasure that was coursing through you as you thought about being caught. Steve had never done this with you before. It was exciting, it felt new.
“He’s old, he won’t ever know,” Steve smirked as he looked over his shoulder, double checking that no one was watching, “It’ll be fun.” He sounded like he was planning something. You found yourself growing suspicious as he began walking down the long hallway. You tiptoed, doing your best to not draw attention to yourself.
“What about your roommate?” You watched the way his lips curled into a smile. Your stomach began to flutter, watching the mischievous look in his big brown eyes. He grinned, his fingers rubbing into your back gently.
“C’mon,” He ushered you inside, quickly shutting the door behind you. The room was dimly lit, the blankets were blue and the walls were painted a soft burgundy. Your eyes flickered across, landing across the blonde boy that was sprawled on one of the beds, “Thought we could have some fun?” Steve approached you from behind, his voice lower than usual. You gulped hard, knowing you had been having your own type of fun with Billy alone.
“I thought you didn’t want to do this again?” You asked softly, your eyes not moving as Billy flicked his tongue across his teeth. He observed you like you were a meal. Your pulse quickened in your neck, your heart racing as excitement grew inside of you. You were more than happy to try this again, but you weren’t sure if it was something that your boyfriend really wanted.
“Keeps you off of his dick,” He said simply, your body warming in realization that he knew. He was all smiles as he shrugged his shoulders, “It’s fine. I’m not mad. I wanna do this.” He promised you, taking your hand gently in his.
“Can we get on with it?” Billy asked dryly, sounding like he was bored. You glanced towards him, drinking in his shirtless figure and tight shorts. Any shame that had been building inside of you sank away at the image of him.
“You can leave,” Steve reminded him, sending him a harsh look, “Just shut up for a while.” Steve rolled his eyes dramatically, like he was rethinking everything he had just told you. You grinned, pressing yourself up against him and cupping his strong jaw in your hands. You pulled his irritated face down towards yours, pecking his lips gently.
“Relax,” You murmured against his lips, “It’ll be fun.” You ran your hands down his shoulders gently, before pushing him back onto the bed. He landed with a thud, looking up at you from resting on his elbows as Billy eagerly moved in.
“She’s a whore,” Billy confirmed, grinning up towards you. Steve looked like he was about to snap something off before Billy spoke up again, “Strip for us.” That silenced Steve, completely drawing the look of irritation away from his features.
“Can you?” Steve didn’t miss a beat, looking up at you with warm brown eyes. You almost laughed at the difference between the two of them. You nodded your head slowly, taking a few steps away from the bed. You wished there was music, but thought of a song in your head as you slowly began to sway your hips back and forth.
You played with your shirt, gently prying it over your head so it wouldn’t get stuck against your hair. You giggled, watching at the way Steve’s eyes widened as they fell onto your boobs. He always acted so enamored with them. Billy was tracing his finger along his bottom lip, staring at you intensely.
You felt awkward as you turned around, your back facing them as you slowly removed your jeans. You bent at your hips, pulling your panties down even slower. They watched you, drinking in the image of you as you burst into laughter. Billy tugged at your hand, pulling you towards them before he was plopping you on the bed.
“That was so bad,” You covered your face, feeling Billy’s lips trail down your abdomen. His fingers were brushing across your skin, squeezing softly as he nudged your legs apart. Steve slowly pried your hands from your face, bending low to press his mouth against yours. You grinned, kissing him slowly before your lips fell open in pleasure, “Oh fuck.”
Billy’s tongue flicked between your folds, dipping low as he traced along your throbbing clit. Steve took the chance to dip his tongue into your mouth, swirling it around as he squeezed at your boob. Your legs spread wider, opening easily as Billy’s tongue lapped against your wet cunt. You breathed out against Steve’s mouth, thighs shaking from as Billy flicked his tongue across your clit.
“Feel good?” Steve pulled away suddenly, lips plump and swollen. He twisted his finger around your nipple, getting it hard before pinching it softly. You gasped, hips moving off of the bed as Billy buried two fingers into your fluttering hole. He curled them softly, building a rhythm as his rough tongue flicked across your dripping pussy. You moved your hips at the sensation as his knuckles pressed against your skin.
“So good,” You breathed out, fingers gripping the sheets before traveling slowly between your legs. You tangled your fingers into dirty blonde curls, tugging softly to draw Billy closer to your cunt. He inhaled deeply between your legs, kissing at your throbbing clit before sliding another finger inside of you, “Fuck.” You sighed in relief, enjoying the stretch as Billy’s fingers filled you. Steve kissed at your nipples, sucking softly before moving onto the next one. Your body was warm, tingly as you arched up to the both of them.
“So pretty,” Billy praised between your legs, looking up at you with glistening looks, “Such a pretty little cock slut.” He grunted softly as your fingers tightened around his hair. He fingered you harder, curling his fingers up before pressing them against the bundle of nerves inside of you. You cried out, hips writhing as the muscles in your stomach tightened.
“Shh,” Steve covered your mouth, hushing you as he looked down at you with a grin, “Can’t be too loud.” He told you seriously. You nodded your head, moans muffled as your hips continually moved up against Billy’s thick fingers. They fit inside you perfectly, hitting your g-spot with each thrust.
“Shut her up with your cock,” Billy said simply, flicking his tongue across your pussy again. Your eyes rolled back, enjoying the thought of having Steve’s cock in your mouth while Billy rubbed his tongue along your cunt, “Look, she’s begging for it.” Billy tsked, flicking his tongue against your clit playfully before kissing along your thighs. You whined, aching for the feeling of his mouth against your pussy.
“Billy,” You moaned, pressing your hips up to try and push his lips back down on you, “Please, please don’t stop.” You begged him, rolling your hips up in bliss. Your muscles were clenching together, toes curling as you began to descend to your high.
“Got you,” Steve promised, one hand gripping yours while the other played with your hardened nipples, “Cum for me.” He breathed out warmly against his lips. Your hips arched off the bed, pressing up against Billy’s warm tongue and thick fingers as you came down around him.
“Oh,” You whimpered, thighs shaking and pulling together as Billy licked you clean. He thrusted his fingers in you lazily a few more times before he pulled them out, “Fuck.” You breathed out, watching as he raised his head up slowly. He held his three fingers out, looking towards Steve expectantly.
“Taste her,” Billy demanded, his blue eyes challenging as Steve sat up a bit. He paused, looking at you unsure before he leaned forward. Your heart raced as you watched the way he flicked his tongue along Billy’s fingers, licking away your slick, “Such a good boy.” Billy teased with a smirk.
“Fuck you.” Steve pulled away just as quickly, his cheeks reddening. You exhaled slowly, laughing as you tried to catch your breath. You lazily rubbed at Steve’s side, thinking that he was too cute to be mad at.
“Spit on her.” Billy spoke after another second, still looking amused. You felt a spark rising between your legs again as Billy turned to look at you. Steve stiffened under your touch.
“What?” He nearly sounded embarrassed as he glanced towards you, before quickly looking back at Billy. Billy exhaled softly, blowing out in a way that caused his blonde curls to bounce.
“Jesus,” He looked towards Steve as if he was dumb, “Spit on her.” He responded harshly. Your body curled at his tone, finding excitement in it. Steve stared at him, still looking at you unsure. You bit your lip, wishing he would follow through with Billy’s command.
“See,” Billy was smirking up towards Steve, lips glistening from your slick as he spoke, “Is it that hard to listen, Stevie? She likes being treated like a dirty little whore.” Billy crawled up between your legs, hands resting next to your shoulders as he beamed down at you. You stared up at his golden skin, at his defined muscles before you landed on his plump lips. He pressed them together slowly, his thumb parting your lips slowly. You stuck your tongue out, doe eyed as he let a mixture of your slick and his saliva drip onto your tongue. You curled your tongue up slowly, holding contact with his startling blue eyes before you swallowed it.
“Fuck,” Steve breathed out softly. You both turned in unison, staring at his curious brown eyes, “You really like that?” He asked, nearly in disbelief. Billy’s rough hands squeezed at your sides, pulling you closer to him.
“Makes me feel good.” You giggled out, unsure of how else to put it. It made you feel dirty, but in the best way. Billy’s nose brushed against your neck as he peppered kisses along your skin. You sighed out softly, eyes shutting at the sensation.
“Wanna make you feel good,” Steve basically begged as he scooted towards you. Billy gripped your waist, pulling you up roughly with his large hands. You stared into Steve’s big eyes, “C’mon, I wanna fuck you.” He urged, his slender fingers dipping between your thighs.
“You don’t fuck her good enough,” Billy said plainly, looking amused as Steve turned towards him hotly, “How about we try something?” You curled your eyebrow curiously, staying quiet as Steve moved towards you closer.
“I fuck her fine enough,” He quickly defended himself, “I’m sure it’s something fucked up.” Steve replied dryly, earning a laugh from Billy.
“No,” Billy’s hands traced over the curve of your body, “You fuck her and I tell you how good you’re doing.” Billy’s lips brushed against the curve of your face. You giggled, the vibration tickling down your neck.
“Why would I want to do that?” Steve responded, looking a little offended. You gripped his hand, giving him a reassuring look as you turned towards Billy again. You were curious about his little game. You knew Steve could be dirty if he wanted to be.
“It’ll be fun,” Billy promised, “She’ll suck my cock and you’ll fuck her. It’s that simple.” Billy told him seriously. You thought it sounded like a good idea. You were fine with anything as long as you got to feel their cocks inside of you again.
“That’s it?” Steve looked towards him with uncertainty in his eyes, “It’s that simple?” He looked to Billy for more clarification. You were squirming on the bed, desperate to feel anything.
“If you fuck her good enough, she’ll stop sucking my cock,” Billy grinned at him from ear to ear, “That’s how you’ll know how you’re doing. If she’s doing a good job, it means you suck.” Steve felt anger flaring inside of his chest. He still wasn’t a fan of Billy. He still knew he was doing this just to get under his skin. The problem was, you liked it. You liked how Billy could be mean.
“You’re a dick,” Steve snapped, his brown eyes looking up towards Billy’s cocky grin, “What if I say no?” Billy shrugged, his eyes drifting towards yours in amusement. You bit your lip, waiting for what he had planned.
“I could restrain you, make you watch as I fuck her again and again,” Billy’s fingers dipped along your neck, tickling your skin as his facial hair pressed against your cheek. You giggled, chills racing up your spine as he gripped your face, “Just think Harrington, you could spend all night watching your girl cream on my cock.” Billy teased, his tongue licking up the side of your face. You squealed softly at the sensation, grinning as Steve’s eyes widened.
“Fuck that,” Steve pressed two fingers into Billy’s skin, forcing him back on the bed, “I hope you don’t get bored.” Steve sounded off hotly as he fumbled with his jeans. Billy grinned, positioning himself at the head of the bed before sliding his shorts off. Your eyes gazed back and forth, staring at Billy’s thick cock and Steve’s long one. Your mouth watered as you remembered how it had once felt to be stretched by the two of them.
“I have a feeling I’ll be just fine,” Billy rested his hands behind his head, looking down at you with a knowing smirk, “Her pussy is nice and wet, you’re welcome.” You bit back a smile as you situated yourself between his knees. You stared up at his hard cock resting against his stomach, drool forming in your mouth as you looked at the precum that was leaking from his red tip.
“Do you ever shut up?” Steve sighed out again, sounding frustrated as he moved in behind you. You rested your hands on Billy’s thighs as you looked over your shoulder to face Steve, watching as he ran his slender hands over your curves, “Is this okay?” He looked to you for confirmation.
“It’s perfect,” You reassured Steve, pushing your hips up a bit as he slid his hard cock between your folds. You sighed softly at the gentle feeling before he was pushing the head of his dick inside of your wet hole. A soft moan left your lips, “There you go.” You encouraged him, your walls fluttering as he slowly slid his cock inside of you.
“Hey,” Billy tapped your cheek hard, “You’re supposed to be sucking my cock.” He reminded you gruffly, not looking pleased at being left behind. Your hand wrapped around the base of his cock, slowly squeezing before you pumped him in your hand. You watched the way his lips parted, wanting more from him as you pressed his tip into your mouth. He tasted familiar, just how you remembered. Your tongue slid around his slit, licking away his precum before you began to relax your jaw.
“Babe,” Steve grunted out slowly, his hips pressing against your ass as he slowly drew his hips back before he was pressing back into you. It felt nice, it was gentle, sweet, “You’re so good for me. Such a good girl.” The praise tickled your spine, pouring towards your pussy. You bobbed your head up and down Billy’s thick cock, feeling a fire building inside of you. You wanted them to say more about you, to tell you how good you were doing.
You felt as if you were listening to the sweetest melody as their moans danced along your ears. Steve’s slender fingers were gripping your ass, squeezing your cheeks as he pressed his hips against you harder. His cock was throbbing inside of your fluttering walls. The soft motions of his thrusts pressed you against the comforter, brushing your clit up against the rough material. Billy’s hands had wandered towards your hair, playing with it softly as his hips pushed his cock deeper into your mouth. You were gagging, trying to fit as much of him inside you as possible. Drool was falling from your lips as you inhaled the taste of him, trying to savor it on your tongue.
“You suck, Harrington,” Billy was groaning, pushing down on the back of your neck as you began to hollow your cheeks around his throbbing cock,”Look at how good this little whore is sucking my cock. You’re not fucking her good enough.” His hand gripped around your hair, dragging your mouth up and down his throbbing cock. Your lips ached but you didn’t dare stop, too thrilled with the idea of tasting his cum on your tongue.
“Fuck you,” Steve spit out, his hands lingering against your hips, “She likes it.” Billy looked up at him again, keeping eye contact as he pressed your head all the way down on his cock. The head of his dick hit the back of your throat, tears forming to your eyes as your lips pressed down against the base of his cock. He was so thick that it burned your jaw. You blinked hard, fighting the urge to gag as he slowly released your head.
“Then why’s she sucking my cock so good?” Billy mocked, pulling you by your hair until his dick fell from your lips. You whined, licking at your mouth for any remnants of him. He grinned, “Look, she’s moaning at the thought of my cock in her mouth. You’re not trying hard enough. You need to make her feel like the little whore she is. Isn’t that right?” He tapped his fingers against your cheek, hitting your burning jaw. You nodded quickly, feeling the desire pooling inside of you.
“I am,” Steve quickly defended himself, beginning to slide his cock out of you, “I don’t want to treat her badly.” He spoke quickly. You felt a little bad as you turned to face him, understanding that this was something he wasn’t completely used to.
“S’okay, Stevie,” You looked back at Steve, biting your lip as you fluttered your eyes at him, “I like being treated like a naughty girl, please? Wanna feel you fuck me so good.” You slowly moved your hips back, moving them in circles as you pressed his cock back inside of you. He exhaled slowly, nodding his head.
“Alright,” He was looking at you in a different light, but it felt nice, “We can start over then.” You nodded your head in encouragement, flicking your tongue along Billy’s cock like it was a popsicle. Billy groaned in response, hands finding your hair again as you picked up where you left off.
Steve’s motions started off the same, before he slowly angled one of your legs out and began to push into you deeper. You sighed softly, Billy’s cock sliding easily inside of your mouth as you did so. Billy grunted, tugging on your hair as he thrusted his cock up hard inside of your warm mouth.
“How about we switch?” Billy was grinning hard, revealing his white teeth, “I’ll show you how to fuck this pretty little bitch.” He promised, tugging on your hair softly. He must’ve hit a nerve. Steve’s hands tightened around your waist before he was thrusting forward harder, building up a faster rhythm.
You pumped part of Billy in your hand, no longer able to keep his full length inside of your mouth as Steve dragged you back along his cock harder. You moaned out, walls fluttering at the sensation. Your walls were aching, begging to feel more of him as you lazily stroked Billy’s cock.
You bit back a moan as the head of Steve’s cock pressed against your bundle of nerves. Billy’s cock slipped from your lips, drool pooling from your parted lips. Your eyes rolled back, bouncing around in your head as Steve’s fingers tightened around your waist.
“Oh fuck,” You whimpered out slowly, your hand gripping Billy’s cock as Steve rocked you forward, “Oh my god. Oh god.” You kept repeating, your mind growing blurry from pleasure.
“Look at you Harrington,” Billy was grinning, gripping your hand in his large one as he moved your hand up and down his cock, “Finally learning to fuck our girl right.” He groaned softly, using his other hand to trace the drool around your lips. Your tongue lazily flicked against his thumb as Steve groaned loudly behind you.
“So good,” Steve breathed out, his hand coming down on your bottom harshly. You yelped, lurching forward with a loud moan as Billy roughly dragged your hand on his cock, “You feel so fucking good baby.” His voice was raspy, his fingers clawing at your sides as he roughly fucked into you.
“Don’t stop,” You begged, pressing your hips back towards him in an unspoken urgency. You could feel the pleasure traveling up your spine and down your legs, “Fuck me so good, Stevie.” You pleaded with him. Billy squeezed his hand over yours, thrusting his hips up roughly as you fell apart underneath him.
“See,” Billy criticized, adjusting his hand over yours again as he squeezed his cock. Moans were falling from your lips as your cheek fell against his warm thigh as Steve rocked your hips forward, “She’s such a dirty little whore, isn’t she Pretty Boy?” Your mouth fell open in bliss as Steve hit the sweet spot inside of you repeatedly. His large hands were squeezing your ass cheeks, before he’d roughly smack them and cause the sound to echo in the room.
“Such a little whore,” Steve spoke between groans and you wished you could see his pretty face, “You like that baby?” He tugged on your hair, finding new found confidence as he forced your head back. You craned your head back, looking up at Steve’s plump lips and how his eyebrows were drawn together in pleasure. He paused for a moment, pressing his lips together before a glob of spit landed against the corner of your lips. You moaned loudly, the spit falling down your parted lips and onto your chest.
“Yes,” You croaked out, your body feeling like putty underneath their hands, “Feels so good.” You breathed out, head falling forward as he roughly let you go. Billy cooed softly, his hips slowly moving forward as your grip on his cock kept loosening. It was too hard to focus, the feeling of your pussy squeezing Steve’s cock was all you could think of.
He was dragging you back roughly, your knees scraping against the rough blankets as his cock pressed against your g-spot repeatedly. You were crying out in bliss, your body curling in pleasure as you forgot about trying to mind your volume control. Steve pressed his hand against the back of your head, forcing you down towards Billy’s cock.
“I thought you were supposed to be sucking his cock?” Steve’s voice was warm and hot as he bent over the curve of your spine, “Did you forget like a dumb whore?” Whimpers fell from your lips again, as Billy huffed from pleasure. He squeezed your hand around his cock, trying to get you to concentrate. Your jaw was too tired to try as you flicked your tongue out across Billy’s warm balls.
“Feels too good,” You squealed, your toes curling tightly in pleasure as drool trickled out from the corners of your lips. It trickled down your chin, down onto Billy’s balls as he continually pushed your hand up and down his cock. Your arm was aching, but everything else felt too good to care, “Making me feel so good Stevie.” You praised him.
“Look how pretty she is like this,” Billy used his other hand to force your hair from your face, “All cock drunk. Mhm, bet her cunt feels so good.” He was moaning, making your hand move down harder on his cock. You gaped your thighs trembling as the muscles in your stomach began to clench together.
“Such a pretty whore,” Steve agreed as he traced a hand up your spine. He took a hold of your shoulder, roughly pushing you back against him as he pounded into you. His balls were snapping against your skin, his cock pressing into you deeper as he edged you closer to your high, “Gonna cum in your pussy.” He promised, his breathing coming out in rough spurts as he throbbed inside of you.
“Fill her up like a good slut,” Billy lazily tapped the head of his cock against the side of your face as you licked at his warm balls again, “She deserves it for being so good.” He was groaning, still seeking his own pleasure as he fucked himself with your hand.
“Please,” You were whining again, your walls clenching down on Steve’s cock as your high overcame you. You cried out, feet kicking into the bed as you came around his cock. Your whole body shook in pleasure and your hand tightened on Billy’s cock, “Oh Stevie!” You chanted, hips quivering in pleasure.
Steve grunted loudly, squeezing your hips as his thrusts began to stall. He was breathing out hard, pressing into you deeply as his warm cum filled your wet hole. Another whimper left your lips as Steve bottomed out inside of you, holding onto you tightly as he rode out his high.
“So good,” He breathed out after a moment, laying on top of you slowly as he gripped your chin. He kissed your lips harshly, taking the breath from your lungs as the room swayed around you. He was heavy on top of you, but you liked it, “You like being a dirty whore?” His words were rough and you felt another flush erupting through your body.
“Not bad,” Billy’s chest rose and fell quickly, “I didn’t think you had it in you.” Billy admitted softly. Steve hummed against your ear, placing his hand over yours and Billy’s and slowly moving it up and down his cock. Billy gasped, hips moving forward at the motions.
“So this is how you get him to shut up,” Steve mumbled next to you. You bit back a giggle, grinning as you watched Billy’s features morph into pleasure. His brows were raised high, red lips parted as his hips thrusted up into the mass of hands. You breathed out softly, watching in bliss as you felt Steve’s warm liquid slowly dripping from your hole, “I think he likes it.” Steve nibbled at your earlobe gently, encouraging you to move your hand faster. Everything felt warm and fuzzy, comfortable as the two of you urged Billy towards his release.
“Fuck, fuck,” Billy’s hand was moving yours roughly, faster and faster until his cum was squirting out against the side of your face and onto Steve’s, “Holy shit.” His chest rose and fell quickly, watching the two of you through hooded eyes.
Big brown eyes found yours curiously as Billy’s cum dripped from the side of his cheek. Steve almost looked horrified, but you swore you noticed something else hidden beneath. You grinned, licking the rest of the spunk from his face. Steve paused your movements, pulling your face forward and swapping a sloppy kiss with you as you shared Billy’s cum.
“Fuck,” Billy groaned softly, dick twitching in response and he watched the two of you. You pulled away from Steve, a trail of spit and cum connecting between your lips, “How do I taste?” He looked at Steve strictly, smirking widely. Steve’s cheeks fluttered red and he looked away.
“Shut up,” Steve rolled his eyes like it was the most ridiculous statement, “You’re still an ass.” He told Billy seriously. Billy smirked, his blue eyes rolling between the two of you lazily. You found yourself wiggling forward suddenly, Steve’s cock sliding from your wet cunt as you pressed your lips against Billy’s. He kissed you hungrily, gripping the back of your neck before forcing you away.
“You’re not so terrible at fucking her,” Billy admitted softly, “Only because I taught you, of course.” He replied with a large smirk, winking in your direction. You giggled softly, biting down on your bottom lip. His hands traced between your thighs before he pressed Steve’s cum back into your hole, earning a gasp from you.
“We have all night,” You suggested softly, “Maybe we can play some more.”
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Desperately need someone to write a toxic/ possessive/ low key psycho( I guess dark?) Steve x Billy x you. Like you’re dating both boys and they are obsessed with you.
Bonus if Eddie is included as well 🤤🫠😵💫
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@antraa-blog1 because you so kindly asked for more Billy :))
Summary: Steve just won't get the hint that you and Billy are in love with each other and that you won't leave him.
Warning: allusions to sex.
Billy kept an eye trained on you from across the hall as you giggled with your friend. He leaned back against his locker as you took out books from yours. His eyebrows furrowed when you picked up an envelope with a heart drawn across the front, clearly from an admirer and definitely not from him. You dropped it, you and your friend's laughs ringing throughout the hall as you shut your locker closed.
He followed you as you made your way to class, very aware of everyone who laid an eye on you. You sat down on a seat in the back row, your friend sitting on one side of you. Bill glared down at the boy sitting on your opposite side, and he scurried off to find another seat. He slumped down on the chair and you turned to look at him, flashing him a bright smile.
It was inevitable that the two of you would become an item. You, the sunshine of the school, so willing to crack jokes at the worst time, a flirtatious glint always present in your eyes. You were never afraid to bite back. And him. The mysterious player who had girls falling for him at his feet. The new king of Hawkins. The athletic jock who had women lining up to be the next one in the back of his car.
You wanted to know what was so special about him. He wanted to know what was so special about you. Along that journey, you somehow both ended up in the same bed. Naked and in love.
Ever since you got together, people knew to not mess with either of you. Apart from one person in particular.
Billy passed you a note.
'Who was it from'
You look over to him, a confused look on your face. When his expression didn't change, his jaw still clenched, a look of realisation fell on your features. You shrugged at him, not having opened the letter yet. When the bell rang, Billy threw his bag over his shoulder, grabbing your books while you stood up and left the classroom with you running after him. He stopped at your locker, fiddling with the combination. You took the books from him so he could put the numbers in faster and he ripped open the locker door, finding the letter.
"Billy, let me." He shook his head, fuming, but you gently eased the letter out of his hands, handing him your books back.
'You know you want me. I can show you a better time than he can. My place, after school.
S.H'
You pressed the letter to your chest "Billy you don't want to read that." He ripped the paper from your hands and you held his forearm, as though preventing him from getting angry. He chuckled angrily and looked down the hall, searching for the culprit. He clutched the paper in his hand, shoving past you and you sighed, knowing what would come next. You closed your locker, throwing your head back with a groan before following Billy. You ended up in the cafeteria, watching as Billy took Harrington from the collar and slightly lifted him up his seat. "What is this?" He was saying threateningly, holding up the letter.
"You need to get the fucking hint that she's mine. If you don't your head is going to be hung up on my bedroom wall like a trophy and you can be there to watch her scream out my name. Every. Single. Time"
"Billy. Billy, look at me." You spoke once you made your way over to where he stood. He turned over to look at you and his face slightly softened. You took his face in your hands, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Once you pulled away, you took one of his hands, trying to pull him away from the scene. He nodded, walking with you for a couple of steps before turning back and punching the boy straight in the nose.
Your eyes widened and you bit your lip, but your chest still swelled up with pride. Billy wiped a bloody hand on his trousers and held it out for you to hold. You took it, happily walking out of the cafeteria with him.
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dating billy hargrove hc ❦
- he always has his eyes on you, getting changed his watching you, getting ready to go out his watching you, reading a book his watching you, spending time with your friends his of course watching you.
- he is very overprotective especially when you are wearing something revealing, he also wouldn’t be able to take his hands of you.
- you both are always talking shit about people you both hate.
- extremely toxic relationship, but after every argument he is always trying to make it up to you, even if it’s make up sex or him getting you a present or writing a letter because he doesn’t know how to open up.
- he has a picture of you in his wallet and he secretly admires it when his alone, he even admires it when his jerking of to the thought of you.
- he is always trying to stay away from home so he always comes over to your house or sneaks in at night so he doesn’t have to face his father.
- he doesn’t like to admit this but he has a soft spot for kids (just the thought of billy playing with kids literally warms my heart).
- he hates crying but sometimes he would come over to your house after a fight with his dad and just cry in your arms begging you to never leave him “baby please never leave me, i love you so much”.
- it’s no surprise his extremely dominant but sometimes when his feeling down he likes when you take care of him, he also doesn’t like to admit this but he secretly enjoys it when you do take care of him.
- when your reading a filthy book he likes to embarrass you by reading it to you.
- at parties when he sees you dancing with other people or a guy gets close to you he always storms his way through and death stares them to leave.
that’s all for now, let me know if you want any requests as i’m in my writing era again <3
#coquette#billy harringrove#dacre montgomery#stranger things#billy hargove x reader#billy hargrove smut#foryou
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Harringrove x reader. ur left sharing a small tent sleeping. boyfriend billy on the right steve the left. your feeling some sexual tension w billy despite you both agreeing not to do anything with ur friends. but he wakes up noticing u staring at his pretty face. He can’t help it-moving even closer to u and kisses you. Eating you up. It’s so sloppy. So intimate and cosy. It’s so loud that Steve wakes up. Once he sees you and billy kissing he moves closer behind you and 😳 double p-
1st billy- then when Steve’s about to insert himself you feel slightly nervous- and you whisper Billy’s name. He brings your head onto his neck praising you to take steve. Once steves inside you and ur comfortable-that’s it. They’re using you for their release. Hard and fast. You hold onto Billy’s muscular form almost crying with how good it feels.
some Harringrove moments- maybe they feel their cocks rubbing against each other at one point ?
Sorry for such the detail I’m not too sure abt it- I’ll let you cook this up or change it - inspired from ur amazing Harringrove smut. I’ve never ever requested Harringrove x reader and some may say I have had my big amount of ideas 🤠
🤤🤤🤤
absolutely, being sandwiched between the two of them is my fckn dream
It’s almost like a cruel joke— the way Steve ended up in the same tent as you and Billy. You’re sure it’s been done on purpose because you’d off-handedly mentioned to Billy that Steve looked good in his Scoops Ahoy! uniform the other day. You and Billy were getting some ice cream after your shifts at the pool ended, Steve and him had become quick friends recently. You weren’t exactly sure how it had happened but they were hanging out suddenly and Steve gave you guys discounts whenever you stopped by to get ice cream. Anyways, you’d both witnessed Steve getting shot down by a group of girls and Billy had laughed, suggesting that it was the dumb uniform to which you shrugged and said he looked cute in it. Immediately afterwards, you looked at him with wide eyes, expecting Billy to be angry but he actually seemed amused— intrigued even.
When Billy invited Steve along to the little camping trip with your guys’ group you were shocked at first but figured, they’re friends now so it wasn’t weird. Until it was time for bed and Steve followed you and Billy into your tiny, two-man tent. But it was totally fine, it wouldn’t be weird because you and Billy discussed not having sex during the trip for the sake of your friends. You were loud, everyone would know and you didn’t want to subject them to that.
Billy’s keeping up his end of the deal, eyes closed and steady breathing. The moonlight peeking into the tent shines beautifully on his face and you’re most definitely staring. He’s so pretty it makes your stomach do flips, you could stare him all day and in fact, when you have the time, you do. You watch his eyes barely move behind his lids, you’re a little impressed by how quickly he can fall asleep. As your eyes rake over the curve of his nose you can’t help but reach your fingertips up to brush against it. Billy’s face squishes up in reaction, his eyes blinking open to meet yours and a lazy smirk spreads across his lips. He turns on his side, facing you completely and copies your earlier movement, brushing his fingertips from the bridge of your nose to its tip. You giggle softly and something shifts in the mood, Billy grabs onto your jaw and leans down to press his lips to yours. The kiss is hungry, Billy grunts softly into it before biting your lower lip and tugging on it. You gasp softly and he takes the opportunity to lick eagerly into your mouth, hand moving from your jaw to your breast and squeezing it through your thin tank top. It’s so sloppy and you try to focus on Billy and not Steve’s back pressed against your own but you panic a little bit, knowing he’s bound to wake up to your and Billy’s sounds.
Your boyfriend doesn’t seem to care, shoving his hand down the front of your pajama pants and underwear, cupping your pussy in his hand as he sucks on your tongue. There’s no possible way you can stop the little moans erupting from you, especially when Billy slides his fingers between your folds. Your whole body feels on fire and you can’t deny you’re turned on by the fact that Steve’s so close while Billy fingers you. However, you feel Steve turn over and you freeze, pressing your palm to Billy’s chest to push him back an inch.
“Shh,” your boyfriend smiles at you, “It’s okay, right Harrington?”
You feel Steve’s hand snake over your hip and you feel his breath against your ear, “I don’t mind at all.”
Suddenly, you’re sure they’ve planned this and while you think you should be upset, you’re not. You’re incredibly aroused by it, actually. Billy must feel as much as his fingers slip inside your aching hole with ease and he smirks at you.
“Is this okay?” Steve asks you softly, his hand moving up to cup your breast, “If I join?”
You knit your eyebrows together, wanting to say yes immediately but looking to Billy for reassurance.
“It’s up to you, darlin’,” Billy purrs, lowering his lips against yours.
You gasp as Steve squeezes your tit and Billy curls his fingers inside, “Yes, I want it!”
You feel Steve’s lips curl against your neck just as Billy lets out a soft chuckle before he’s licking back into your mouth. It’s already pretty overstimulating but your body tingles all over when you feel Steve licking and kissing your neck. You moan but it’s stifled by Billy’s tongue while he pumps his fingers in and out of you. Billy pulls away, saliva connecting between your lips and he makes a guttural noise as he looks over to where Steve’s sucking bruises into your skin.
He sits up, his fingers still inside you and it’s a team effort between the boys as they awkwardly pull your pajamas and underwear down. Steve grabs a hold of your thigh and pulls your leg over his waist, spreading your legs wide as your boyfriend fingers you relentlessly. Steve’s long fingers find your clit and he rubs circles against it, breathing heavy in your ear.
“Oh, fuck,” you whine, eyebrows raising as your chest heaves with your own labored breathing.
Billy bites his lip, watching as his fingers disappear inside your dripping pussy.
“You’re so wet,” Billy comments, voice low, “Thinking about Steve in his uniform?”
Your face flushes, eyes widening at Billy while Steve scoffs beside you, “Got a thing for sailors?”
Billy chuckles, “She’s got a thing for pretty boys. Don’t ya, sweetheart?”
You can’t even answer, you’re not sure any words would come out so instead you nod, hips writhing against the pair of hands on you. The sounds that do come out of you are euphorically induced, uncontrollable. You’ve always been loud, Billy had to keep his hand over your mouth most times. Out here in the forest, he doesn’t seem to care and you’re too blissed out to even think about it. Everything feels too wonderful. Steve’s kissing your jaw and cheek and Billy reaches his free hand up and turns your face to Steve, groaning when Steve licks into your mouth. It’s different kissing Steve but it’s not bad, he’s not as eager as Billy, he’s slower.
Billy sighs softly and you can’t help but open your eyes and look over at him. He’s got his left hand wrapped around his cock, stroking lazily as he watches you kiss Steve while still thrusting his fingers inside you, but his pace has slowed. It’s fucking hot, seeing Billy so worked up at the sight of you kissing his friend. Steve grinds his hips up and you can feel his erection against the back of your thighs. You feel like you’ve won the fucking lottery or something. Two of the hottest men you’ve ever seen, right here at the same time. You don’t feel so guilty about your crush on Steve anymore.
“Fuck,” Billy exhales, squeezing at the base of his cock. “So hot.”
Steve leans back from the kiss and easily maneuvers you on top of him, your back against his chest. When Billy pulls his fingers out, you stubbornly whine at the loss but Steve’s holding your legs open as Billy positions himself between them. He slaps the head of his cock against your pussy and you moan out, leaning your head back against Steve’s shoulder. Your boyfriend doesn’t tease anymore, prodding his tip against your entrance.
“Pull her legs up, Harrington,” he instructs and Steve obeys, hands smoothing over the backs of your thighs and he holds them up for Billy.
Billy sinks in, groaning lowly as he bottoms out. You cry out, eyes squeezing shut at the sensation of Billy stretching you out.
“Jesus,” Steve comments, “She’s loud.”
“Yeah,” Billy grunts, “Have to fucking gag her half the time.”
The way they’re talking about you and not to you is surprisingly hot, you kind of like feeling like an object to them. You’re totally happy to let them use you however they please.
“Your dick is thick as hell, though,” Steve muses, “Poor thing probably can’t help herself.”
Billy laughs lowly, rolling his hips which pulls another sound from you and Billy tsks, “Feels good, doll? Am I stretching that tight pussy out?”
“Uh-huh,” you whine and you can feel Steve groan, the sound from his chest vibrates against your back.
“Just you wait,” he says beneath you and your eyes widen up at Billy.
He smirks, licking his tongue against his bottom lip and nods, “Oh, yeah, we’re gonna stretch you out nice and good, baby.”
“Billy…” you whine out, reaching up to grab onto his shoulders while he thrusts his cock deeper.
“You ready?” Billy asks and you look up at him with uncertainty. He pouts, stroking your cheek with his thumb, “I think she needs to be warmed up a little more, Harrington.”
“I can help,” Steve props his knee up so he can keep your thigh held up for Billy while he moves his hand around to rub at your clit again.
“Ah, perfect,” Billy drawls, “She’ll be ready after she cums.”
He pistons his hips quicker as Steve works against your clit, it’s all so intoxicating and you already feel like your floating up to the clouds. You keep your eyes open, watching your boyfriends face intently as he fucks you open. Billy looks almost drunk, glassy eyes with his lips parted and his eyebrows knit together. He’s so beautiful it makes you feel dizzy. The head of his cock pounding against your g-spot helps, along with Steve’s firm fingers playing at your clit. The pressure building up in your stomach is working quicker than ever before, you’re not even sure how that’s possible. Billy’s gotten to know your body well, he can make you cum pretty quickly when he wants to but this is entirely new. You can’t even bring your orgasm along this fast by yourself.
“Fuck, oh fuck,” you blubber, “i’m… oh my fucking god!”
The pair of them double down, Billy thrusts even harder and Steve rubs your clit faster. You see white as your orgasm crashes into you, causing your body to seize and then thrash between the men. You’re screaming, you’re sure of it, your throat feels raw when you come to, panting against Billy’s mouth, you can’t even remember when he put his lips against yours. You blink repeatedly as he pulls away, this almost devious look in his eyes.
“Goddamn,” Steve grunts.
Billy pulls out of you and lays down on his back, grabbing you and pulling you on top of him. He kisses you deeply, smoothing his hands over your ass before he slips his cock back inside of you. You whine, feeling like you might actually cry. He wraps his arms around your middle and keeps kissing you through the whimpers you make. Then you feel Steve’s cock poking against you and your eyes widen again, looking to Billy with panic. He rubs his big hands against the small of your back.
“Billy…” you whisper, voice shaky.
“Come on, sweetheart,” he coos, “You can take him too.”
You bite your lip, nodding to your boyfriend as you wait for the stretch of your life. You’re nervous but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t fantasize about this. “Okay,” you breathe, smiling at Billy.
Steve slides in alongside Billy and they both make low, throaty groans and you’re preening at the sounds. It helps the burn, knowing they’re enjoying the feel of their cocks rubbing against each others. You think about the possibilities of this becomes a regular thing with them. You’d really like to kiss the both of them at the same time. You press your forehead against Billy’s shoulder, trying to get adjusted to the feeling of two thick cocks stretching you out.
“Such a good little cock slut,” Billy purrs and Steve’s hips jerk at his words, urging himself deeper inside you which pulls a cry from your chest.
“Fuck, sorry,” Steve apologizes, hands grabbing onto your hips while Billy’s wrap against the back of your neck.
“No… felt good,” you whimper, grabbing onto Billy’s bulging biceps.
They both seem to take that as the go ahead, rolling their hips and your mind goes fuzzy. Their fingers are bruising where each of them holds you, thrusting in sync brutally. The noises they make flood your ears and you might’ve died and gone to heaven. It’s excruciating, how stuffed and satisfying it feels.
“Fuuuuuck,” you moan out, turning your face to catch Billy’s lips in a dazed kiss. Steve’s hand smooths up your back and grabs a fistful of your hair while he thrusts up inside you. He pushes your face down against Billy’s, forcing the kiss deeper.
Billy’s hands move down to your ass and he pulls your cheeks apart, holding you open while the two of them drill into you. It feels almost unreal, but you chase the fact that this is reality, you’ve really got Steve and Billy’s cocks stretching you out.
“Such a good girl,” Billy purrs.
“Mm, doing so well,” Steve supplies just as Billy smacks your ass.
The praise sends you over the moon, your eyes flutter closed. This is beyond your expectations. This is wonderful. This is earth shattering. This is fucking everything and you’re absolutely drunk on it. They’re fucking you raw, so hard and fast and you’re feeling used in the best way possible. You’re hoping and praying this turns into a regular thing.
“Wish you could see her face, Stevie,” Billy growls, “She looks so fucked out.”
Steve kisses against your cheek before pulling your hair to turn your face so he can see it, “Still with us, sweetheart?”
“Unh…” if they thought you were capable of the English language at this point, they’re sorely mistaken. You’re an absolute puddle. Words barely have any meaning, all you know is you’ve never experienced ecstasy like this and you’re fucking loving every second.
They each give a pleased little laugh, both breathless as they try to feign control, like they’re not both so close on the edge. You feel special, so so so deeply special and on top of the fucking world. The sheer stretch of the two of them shoved inside you made your eyes cross, had your whole body shaking, was so irrevocably pleasurable that you weren’t sure you could recover. They’d fuck you dumb, that much was guaranteed. You realize tears are streaming down your face only when Billy’s wiping them away and kissing you softly.
“You’re taking us so well, baby,” he encourages, “you’re doing so good, you’re such a good girl for me.”
“Billy….” You whine out, grateful you remember any words, particularly your boyfriends name. “Billy, billy….” You chant it because it grounds you, keeps you tied to reality.
Their thrusts match in desperation, both making incredibly pretty sounds that make your ears hot. It’s matched by their strong, big hands moving over your body. There’s a pair grabbing onto your tits, they must be Steve’s judging by the angle which means Billy’s are the pair gripping and pulling at your ass. You’re elated, floating practically as they fuck into you relentlessly. It’s brutal, rough in the way you need. Steve pulls you up by your hair, your back flush against his chest and he kisses you deeply. Billy digs his fingers in your hips, eyes scanning up and down your body and then to where you and Steve are sloppily making out. Steve moves his hand down and presses his fingers to your clit.
“Fuck,” you choke out, all the sensations they’re serving you is becoming almost too much. You can’t tell if you want to push them away or pull them closer.
“Baby,” Billy coos, smoothing his hand up over your side, “Sweetheart, you gonna cum for us?”
“Uh-huh…” you whine, “M’so close… feels so good.”
Steve kisses against your ear before whispering, “Come on, babygirl. Give us what we want.”
You’re sent over the edge, your second orgasm ripping through you with a cry and everything goes fuzzy for a few seconds. Then Steve’s pushing you back down, pistons his hips faster while Billy’s rock up to meet his thrusts. Billy captures your lips in a kiss, there’s hands running all over along your body but you can’t tell who’s who. Then Steve makes a strangled groan and you feel his cum filling you up, at least you’re assuming it’s his by the noise he makes. Billy hums against your lips, moving his hips harder into you and then he’s making a similar sound to Steve and you feel more cum filling you up and you whimper, holding onto Billy’s muscular chest for dear life. The feeling of their cum mixing together inside you is unmatched and you make a small whine as they each pull out of you. Steve collapses beside you and you remain clinging to Billy. You fall asleep like that, Billy rubbing soothing circles against your back and whispering softly how good you did and how beautiful you are.
When you wake up, you feel sticky and honestly, dirty. A shower would be greatly appreciated but as you open your eyes you’re reminded that you’ll be in the forest for one more night so a dip in lake is gonna have to do instead. You hear Steve mumbling something incoherent sleepily and feel Billy’s breath against your face and then you realize you’re sandwiched between the two of them, they’re both holding you tightly. It’s a wonderful thing to wake up to. You feel so warm inside.
Billy kisses your cheek and then nudges his nose against yours, “Good morning, darling.”
You hum, “Morning.”
Steve mumbles something again from behind you and tightens his grip on you.
“Can we do that again?” you whisper to Billy, blushing.
He smirks down at you, “What do you think we’re doing tonight, doll?”
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Day Two: Billy Hargrove + Titfucking
Billy had a rough day. Working was a bitch sometimes, and with that would come the frustration of having to drive home just to deal with his dick of a father.
The thought of you being there was always a soothing thought in the back of his head. He breathed deeply for starting up the engine and starting his short drive back home. When he parked he could barely see his light on in his bedroom. Regardless of that his thoughts were taken from his by his father.
"Would you turn that damn thing off, and get inside this house." Billy did what he was told, not in the mood to fight with his father. Or truly in the mood to do anything. Billy locked his Camaro, and walked inside with ease. Y/n was sitting at the dinner table, and that's when Billy started to grow confused. Sure Y/n was staying over, but Billy father never knew about it. Fuck he never asked Billy anything about his life.
"I found this lovely lady waiting for you on the porch." Max's mother hollered from the other room. "I invited her in for dinner, hope that's okay." She added as she came into view. Her face was a little bruised, and I wonder for a moment before I look over at Y/n, she's smiling the best she can and looking at for comfort.
"Yeah that's cool." I said moving to sit down next to her. Dinner was fast, and since Max was off galavanting with her friends it was just the four us. Once dinner was over we were off the hook and racing back to my room for clarity and safety.
I sat on the edge of my bed, and ran my hands through my hair a couple of times. I heard the door lock, and when I looked up Y/n was between my legs. Her knees pressed into the hardwood floor. Her elbows resting on my knees. I ran my fingers through her hair and down to her cheeks. "What are you doing darlin'?" I asked, "You looked so tired when you first walked in and well… it only got worse from there honey." Y/n told me, "I have an idea, to relax you just a little bit."
Before i could answer i felt her hands throw down my zipper on my jeans and pull them down my thighs. I was all hers, and this moment that's all I wanted. The tips of her long nails grazed softly over the tip of my cock in my boxers, if I was wasn't hard from that I was most definteyl hard when she throw off her shirt, and bra reavealing her most perfect tits to me. "Are you gonna?" I tried to ask, she shushed, and nodded.
Only this girl could make my heart swoon the way it does sometimes. She's hard to read and because of that it only makes my cock that harder. I felt my cock leave that restrains of the boxers, and into her soft hand. She stroked me a few times, and then her plush tits swallowed my cock. I watched from above her. "Fuck… Y/n." Her tits doing most of the work until her tongue started to tease the tip of my cock. Kitten licks everytime her tits would come down my shaft.
One of my hands landed in her hair as the other landed behind to support my weight. "You're so pretty like this, just taken me so good. Anythign for me right?" She moaned around the tip of my cock at one point that sucked lightly, my eyes went white. Busting all over her tits and face, the tension that had been in my shoulder was gone now. She winked up at me, swiping a finger across her chest and scooping it into her mouth.
"Fucking get up here, naughty fuckin' girl."
Completed on: 06/02/23
Posted on: 10/02/23
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GUESS WHICH BITCH GETS TO MEET THIS BEAUTIFUL HUMAN IN DECEMBER 😱😱😱😭😍
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Hey hey, can you write a story with billy x yn? I think about something like, yn is related to somebody of the kids and he and billy know each other since childhood. She is a loud girl and bratty. Billy puts her in her place very often but he is very patient with her. He protects her from everything and everyone. When they're drunk sometimes they have no control and make out. One day when they are at a party again she gets too naughty billy can't help it and shows her who's in charge. The next day she ignores him because she thought he only did it because of the alcohol. But then he confesses his feelings to her
so I changed some things because I just like puke this out in two days but I really hope that you enjoooy <3.
Nonsense | billy hargrove
billy hargrove masterlist
playlists: how hot you feel | how good billy feels.
words: 3.8k
summary: Honestly, it's not your fault that Billy's an ass and that you have to try to forget about a certain kiss. Not that Billy's going to let you go out of that bathroom without making it very clear that you're his.
warnings: raw smuttt, i think it's the dirtiest thing I've wrote for billy lol. 18+. unprotected sex (sorry didn't have it in me to add the condom move)
“What the fuck are you doing?” Billy growled at you as he slammed shut the door to the bathroom. His electric blue eyes narrowed, his nostrils flared up, and his breath harsh as you glared at him.
To be fair, you’d warned Billy about letting loose that night.
You’d been so exhausted from final exams that you really just wanted to throw it all away. You’d been locked up in your room studying for about a month, which you knew you had to do since you wanted to leave High School on a good note. Now, you were ready to move to California with Billy, your best friend. At least, that was what you considered him for a while, although he would probably deny that you were best friends since he acted like he couldn’t stand you.
See, Billy and you had a complicated relationship. Billy had been in your life since you could remember, his mother and yours were actually best friends which meant that you’d had pictures with him together on the beach since you were one year old. His mother always told you that you were destined to fall in love but both of you always refused the notion; even to the point where you had promised the other that you’d never fall in love with the other.
And yet, you broke it sometime around your thirteen birthday.
Billy grew resentful and angry when he grew up, which only got worse when his mother left. Thankfully, your father had become friends with Neil to the point that you weren’t cut off from Billy’s life, it also meant that your father wasn’t a great person. In those times, after Billy would appear with a black eye at school, you would chase him around trying to see if he needed the help but he would often yell at you when other boys and some girls surrounded him. You would fight him, calling him out on how he was treating you -one thing with you was that you would never go down quiet-, curse him out as he called you a brat and then run away.
Just like you were doing right now.
“Nobody asked you to ruin my chances of getting laid tonight!” you screamed at him, jabbing at his chest. For a moment you saw his expression falter, a look of hurt flashed across his features but then they returned to the same vexed expression.
“Well, you were acting like a fucking slut,” he spat cruelly.
His words would always sting, no matter how used you were about them and no matter that you’d known that Billy didn’t mean them. You didn’t try to mind them though, but you did wonder how the hell did they still affect you after all those years.
“Fuck you,” you challenged.
Although the hurt only surfaced for a moment before you manage to conceal it again, you see how he immediately regrets it as you tried to move towards the door, reaching for you.
He always reached for you, he was always there for you.
After your fights, Billy would sneak into your room and he would curl up with you without your parents knowing on your bed. He would read to you and you would play with his curls until he felt safe enough to tell you what happen, sometimes he would cry and you would hold him.
Then, after he left on those nights, you would never talk about it but there was clearly a shift in your relationship after the first night.
And then Billy got into a fight with someone, which only validated your theories that something had changed
You admitted that some might consider you a brat but you couldn’t care less about what they thought. It was usually your way or the highway, you wondered if it was because of how you grew up in a household where you didn’t feel able to make your own choices or speak your mind because of your father but you decided to not follow that pattern outside of the jail, as you often referred to.
Therefore, you weren’t quiet and you would get what you wanted, even if it was quite dangerous. Some asshole, who you flirted with at a party had been spreading the rumor about how you’d open your legs for him at a party, he’d called you a slut at lunch. You’d managed to get a good slap before he pushed you and you fell on the floor, all of the sudden, Billy had almost cracked the guy's nose with about two punches. The purplish and red bruises on his knuckles were the first thing you noticed as he helped you stand up from the floor.
After that, Billy was always there. He’d still act annoyed about how loud, flirty and bratty you were and you would still call him out on why he would act like such a dick and be an asshole to everyone. Screaming at each other and putting the other in their place wasn’t new in your relationship, some people like Max would tell you that they didn’t understand why you would keep up with the other but he would be there to hold you when you were hurt and you would be there when he cried.
“y/n,” he stated as he reached for your hand but you pulled it away.
“You are an asshole,” you said, spinning around and jabbing a finger into his chest. “You think I cannot fuck whoever I want because you said so?”
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Billy seethed as he glared at you, towering over your frame.“Wait, are you seriously trying to fuck Patrick McKinney?”
“Why do you care!?” you screamed, angry hot tears threatening to fall from your eyes as you glared at him.
The truth was, you weren’t angry that Billy had pulled you out of the party and locked you in the bathroom. You weren’t angry that he had ruined any chances with Patrick. You were angry because he had done so, even after he’d faltered to say anything about your kiss a month prior.
After your mother passed away, your father opted for moving to Hawkins reasoning that raising a teenager your age was way too difficult in such a sin-filled state like California but the truth was that he couldn’t hold down a job and it was easier to go back to the place where he’d grown up, to his brother so he could get a job.
You hated it, the most important thing that you hated was that you would leave Billy behind. But surprisingly, your father’s departure and fake reasoning moved something in Neil’s heart and he decided to help you move out to Hawkins, where you would be staying with your side of the family the Wheelers. Neil stayed for a week and a couple of days after he left you received an angry call from Billy, Neil had decided to move to Hawkins too. Move everyone to Hawkins.
You felt guilty for a while, although Billy just stayed mad at you for approximately the moment he was told the news, and fifteen seconds after you welcomed him to the awfully small town with a big hug. Both of your arrival at Hawkins High had a ripple effect, your sun-kissed skin and attitudes made you guys instantly popular, not that you and Billy ever spent too much time dwelling on it, you just took its advantage. Which for you included being given flowers and multiple requests for dates all the time, while Billy focused on flirting and taking out girls. You couldn’t lie that it hurt you when a girl in your friend group would bring up that she and Billy had been dry-humping all night or that they finally had sex. It made you irrationally angry when it happened though, but you tried to forget about it. Instead, you focused on your conquests and dates, you only had sex with one other guy which was Steve Harrington, although you just ended up as friends.
That’s what you’d been talking about last week, the fact that you hadn’t had sex with just Steve while you were at Hawkins. The wine that you’d stolen from your uncle's place made you dizzy as you lay on the floor of your bed while Billy smiled at you as he sat next to you. The insecurity and its weight on your words made Billy laugh as he repeated that you were perfectly good and not damaged, that it was better to have sex only with the people you truly cared about. You’d smiled and offered that if that was true, you would’ve slept together by now.
It was an innocent comment, at least that’s what you thought. Billy didn’t see it like that though.
He leaned down before you could protest or realize, Billy had claimed your lips. He cupped your face in his hands and pressed his lips against yours, you didn’t move for a second thanks to the shock but then you immediately kissed him back, practically melting into him as he slipped his tongue into your mouth. His kisses were hot and feverishly, they were desperate as if he’d die if he didn’t continue to kiss you. You whimpered as you tangled your fingers into his hair, attempting to bring him closer.
And then you heard your dad entering the house.
Billy pulled away as you both snapped your heads towards the door, your father would kill you if he saw the wine or that you had Billy in your room while you were just on a flimsy shirt and some extremely short shorts. Billy got the cue and quickly hauled ass out of your room. After that, life seemed to get in the way but also Billy never brought it up, he never dared to stay anything and he continued to go out on dates.
You hated it.
And so you’d decided to let loose that night and find someone, anyone, that could erase Billy from your thoughts.
“You know I do!” Billy screamed as your back hit the door.
“Sure, you do,” you snarled at him, pushing him on his chest but he didn’t really move. “You kissed me and then you went on to fuck Tina,”
“What?” Bully asked in a husky tone.“I thought,” but his voice died down. Billy’s anger faltered for a second time and you wanted to smile because he couldn’t keep up with being angry at you for too long, he was already breaking.
Nonetheless, his features didn’t convey softness, he was confused.
“You and your amazing brain didn’t figure I would be hurt?” you sneered while glaring at him.
“You’re jealous?” Billy asked, moving closer to you, his breathing harsh and shallow as he glared at you, though it wasn’t his normal fire, it was a heated gaze of another sort.
“You were too!” you snapped, stepping even closer to him defiantly.
Both of you fell silent, breathings harsh and shallow as you glared at the other but all of a sudden Billy cupped your face with his hands again, you felt hot, your body prickling and goosebumps rising on your skin from the look Billy was giving you.
Then his eyes flickered down to your lips.
“What are you?”
“Shut up,” Billy growled as he grabbed your waist, arms looping around your body and pushing you against him.
That was all it took.
Billy lurched forward as he pinned you to the door with his body, grabbing the back of your neck and kissing you hard. You reached up and draped your arms over his back, matching his fervent kisses as he shifted you with one arm, lifting you off the ground, perfectly settling his hips between your spread legs.
You were angry at yourself for a moment as you whimpered softly as Billy’s tongue slipped past your lips, tangling with yours as the intensity of the kiss grew. It was not fair that you’d waited this long for him. The kiss was all fire, it was feverishly, it was longing, it was desperate.
Your head spun suddenly as Billy grounded against you and your legs hooked around his waist to their own accord. You moaned loudly as you felt Billy’s bulge pushing persistently against you in those tight jeans, the friction feeling delicious against your clothed core.
Billy smirked and you could feel it as he pressed harder against you, suddenly pulling back to kiss your neck. He ravage it, sucking and biting your skin as you tried to move your hips as best as you could to find release. It was wild, it was pure heat and fire as your back arched sharply as he hit just the right spot while you cling to him. You can feel exactly how hard he is and how desperate he grounds against you.
“Come here,” Billy growled, pulling you from the door and settling you down in the sink before he quickly started to kiss his way down your body.
His lips worked down your throat and then along your chest, leaving bite marks on the skin that he could find, marking you as his. You moaned softly as he caressed your breast with one hand that had managed to make its way under the shirt you’d chosen and you’d never been happier of going without a bra to a party.
You leaned back on your palms as he reached your navel as your heartbeat rose in anticipation you glanced at Billy for a second while he looked up at you, his electric blue eyes tingling in anticipation as he fell to his knees as began to part your legs for him. A Cheshire cat smile grew instantly as his fingers run between your fold and you couldn’t back the whimper back.
“You’ve always wanted so fucking bad, don’t you?” Billy’s voice is low as he watches you from your position and you couldn’t help but whimper as he presses two fingers into you without a warning. “Come on, baby girl,” he growls as he suddenly bites your inner thigh, making you scream. “I want to hear you say it, I want to hear you say that you're mine,”
“Please, Billy, I'm yours,” you practically cry out. It’s pathetic honestly, the way your voice isn’t too determined and harsh as it always is but now you just can whine and your pussy clenches around his fingers just by the way he chuckled.
“You like that?” he asks while he raised an eyebrow. “You like to beg, don’t you?”
You cry out again when you feel his fingers curling inside of you. It sounds like music to his ears as he moves his fingers in and out of you in an enticing rhythm but you don’t want only his fingers inside of you, you want his mouth. Billy brushes the knuckle of his middle finger over your clit, just barely grazing it and you know he’s punishing you for not answering him.
“Please, please Billy,” you whimpered as you tried to move towards his face.
“Atta’ girl,”
Billy quickly moves his mouth between your legs, his fingers moving in and out of you, glistening from your excitement as he flickers his tongue on your clit. You whine, jutting his hips out toward him as he starts to suck your clit harshly which coaxed a desperate moan from your lips as you feel your orgasm coming. Your fingers raked through his golden curls, eyes closed as your head falls back into the mirror, moaning loudly as the knot on your stomach only got together. You’re pretty sure that your brain is short-circuiting the second that he replaces his fingers with his tongue, fucking you as soft gasps escape your lips.
“Don’t stop, don't stop,” you whimper, failing to keep your voice down but honestly you don’t care if anyone hears you as Billy devours your pussy like a mad that has been starved. You clench your thighs around his head and you curse silently as you listen to a muffle goddamn, the vibrations of his voice sending you over the edge.
Billy can’t even pretend that he isn’t pleased with himself by the way that he made you cum already and if this any other moment when you weren’t so desperate for him, you might’ve tried to wipe that cocky grin from his face but you don’t have it in yourself. Billy quickly brushes your hair off your face as he admires your comedown glow.
“I’ve always wanted to see that,” he murmurs as he kisses your lips softly, you taste yourself in his tongue, and you whimper. “You are fucking gorgeous,”
Since you feel like your tongue and your brain aren’t connected by the way that he’d just made you come, you simply grab the back of his neck and kiss him hard, moaning softly, hoping that he can get the memo, hoping that the way that you just forcibly slipped your tongue pass his lips was a clear enough Billy, just fuck me. He takes the hint when you’re finally fumbling with his belt and then pushing fast on the waistbands of his jeans. Thankfully, his lips never leave your mouth.
It’s almost a blur; you shove his pants down, freeing him from the confide of his jeans and boxers, before you take his aching cock and guide him between your legs, dragging his tip between your folds. Billy’s jaw clenches as he feels you, so wet, so perfect for him.
“All for you,” you whisper, kissing him lazily and you almost gasp at the way he suddenly grasps your hips. There is no doubt in your mind that you’re going to have bruises tomorrow but you don’t find yourself caring as he pushed slowly into you. You both gasp softly, lips inches apart until Billy’s finally buried fully into you. He’s big, he might be bigger than what you’d anticipated but soon the sting dies down.
Suddenly, your eyes meet.
Everything stood still. As if the music had turned down outside as if the people had stopped talking as if time had stopped. His electric blue eyes stared at you in such a warm and perfectly wonderful way that you wondered when did his blue eyes turn into the same as the ocean in California. How either of you had seen it, had seen that you were perfect for the other, that you wanted him since you could remember.
“Okay?” he whispered.
“Yeah,” you mutter, nose brushing against his.
“I love you,” he replied, not an inch of doubt in his voice but you don’t get to answer as he starts thrusting into you roughly.
You grab at his shoulder desperately as his cock drives deeper into you. Your eyes flutter shut as you moan against his earlobe and Billy’s sure he’ll be replaying that sound in his mind forever. He bucks his hips forward, feeling your walls clench at the sudden move while your nails bite into his shoulders.
His face suddenly buried in the crook of your neck as he holds you in place while you squeak in pleasure and began to roll your hips to match his thrusts. It’s wild and frantic, and both of you are lost in the sensation of each other. Though Billy’s touching you tenderly, he isn’t just fucking you by the way he holds onto you. You, on the other hand, can only cling to him, fingers digging from his shoulder into his back as he finds a steady pace while your moans and soft breaths fill the room with his harsh grunts.
But suddenly, he pulls out of you and you whimper softly at the loss of warmth and the empty feeling before Billy pulls you down and flips you over, your hands find the edge of the sink before your eyes meet you, in the mirror. Pinks cheek, doe-eyed, cock drunk for sure, clothes in disarray and then there was Billy, holding you in place.
“Look, how fucking beautiful you are,” Billy grunts and you inhale sharply as he suddenly pushes into you without warning. Your knees half buckle and he has to slip his arm around your waist to keep you upright against him.
It’s honestly dirty, the sight of Billy with his pants down, driving into you as wet noises fill the room and you can see your arousal dripping from your legs. Nonetheless, you can’t see it too much, your eyes shut tight when you feel Billy hitting that spot and he brushes his thumb over your nipple under the shirt. He’s rocking back and forth, roughly and you cry out his name.
“Feels so good,” you whimpered as you open your eyes again and see his eyes raking over the reflected image before you.
Before you know it, Billy’s hand snakes to your throat and pulls you back against him. Your back completely flushed against his chest as he continues to drive deeper and deeper into you as if it were possible while he leaves open-mouthed kisses in your throat. You suddenly, grab Billy’s hand and make him press softly on the side of your throat. Billy catches it quickly, immediately curling his hand around your throat and pressing as he fucks into you.
It’s too much, your eyes roll to the back of your head, pleasure burning through you as you feel dizzy. You’re so close and Billy knows it, he feels how your pussy clench around his walls, he moves you again, tilting his hips and thrusting again. Hard. Perfect.
And you scream, you scream so fucking hard that there’s no way that you can talk after that and that screams it’s what sends you over the edge. Fucking ecstasy. A rush of fire burns through your body while Billy continues to fuck you through your orgasms.
“Good girl,” he grunts at the way that your walls are pulsing around him, milking him for every last drop of his. “y/n,” his breath burns into the side of your neck, your name perfect on his lips.
“Fuck, you're mine” he pants, hips stuttering as he pushes deeper into you, as deep as he can, and spills inside of you. He holds you tightly as you continue to tremble from the force of your orgasms and you seem like you are aware of nothing but where you’re touching him.
All you feel is Billy and all you want to feel is Billy.
It takes a long time for both of you to stop shaking, for the room to stop spinning but soon, Billy’s pushing out of you and flipping you around, holding you tight against his chest for a moment. There’s nowhere in the world where you’d rather be but there, in his arms, in the arms of the boy you’d always love.
“I love you,” he says again.
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Steve loves to see you happy, he loves to see you quivering and overstimulated because of him. Billy loves to see you flustered and fucked dumb, he loves to see you submissive with your eyes locked on his. They're relentless together. They can only set aside their differences when it comes to you. They love to take out their building tension on you. They love the way they stretch you out, the way their cocks bump against each other inside you. They love the horned up look of panic in your eyes when you see them conspiring against you. They love how tight you are normally, and even more when they both push inside you. You can barely fit one of them, so double penetration often leads to them fighting to get their cocks deeper everytime the other one starts to push them out. They love how fast you fall into subspace with them, how good you are, how easy it is to tease you. They love turning you into a quivering mess, overflowing with their cum mixing inside you. They love ruining you for anyone else.
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Game, Set, Match
Steve and you try to reconcile your relationship but Billy makes it near impossible until he offers some friendly advice.
Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader, Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader
Part two to Friendly Competition, I hope that everyone who asked for a second part enjoys this!
CW: Unprotected sex, spitting, cheating, some hitting if you squint, threesome
Steve left without a word, leaving you with the image of his betrayed brown eyes bouncing around in your mind. You were left alone, in a puddle of spit and come as you tried to shake the guilt that was eating away at you. You had risen from your bed in shame, trying to ignore how badly your legs were shaking as you dragged yourself to your bathroom to clean yourself.
You had tried to call him, multiple different times with no avail. You couldn’t blame him, you’d be just as hurt if you had been the one to walk in on that sight. Still, it worried you. You knew Steve had to be going through a lot and you didn’t want him to feel alone. You had successfully gotten a hold of him on Saturday night, but had quickly lost your confidence once he had answered. You had hung up before he could even finish saying hello. You had just stood there in the middle of the hallway, staring at the phone as you were unsure of what to feel.
You wanted to apologize, to tell Steve how sorry you were for everything that had happened. However, you soon realized that you weren’t sorry for your actions. You were sorry you had gotten caught. Your mind had constantly lingered towards Billy, thinking of the filthy things he had said and done to you. You realized you were desperate to have him touch you again, to feel his warm skin against your own.
You weren’t sure why you thought anything would be different when you returned back to school. Billy acted like nothing had happened and hardly looked at you between classes or in the hallways. You were confused, baffled even as you wondered what you had ruined your relationship with Steve for. It hurt and it made you feel small.
“Can we talk?” Steve approached you one day after school as you were gathering your books into your bag. You froze for a moment, feeling full of anxiety as you nodded your head. You had figured he would go on with his life hating you.
You were even more surprised when he took a hold of your hand and guided you towards an empty classroom. You missed the way Billy’s eyes lingered against you as Steve shut the door behind you. You sighed softly, biting down on your lip hard. You couldn’t find the right words to say.
“Why did you do it?” He asked finally after realizing you wouldn’t be the first one to speak. You wondered if he thought that you would beg for his forgiveness and plead for him back. You really weren’t sure why you weren’t doing that at the moment.
“I don’t know,” You exhaled softly, feeling a fresh wave of guilt wash over you as Steve stared at you with his soft brown eyes. You tried to search for a reason, any sort of explanation to make him feel better about what happened. There was none. You were guilty of everything that had happened, “I guess I was just upset you were hanging around Nancy again.” You mumbled, not quite ready to admit to him that you did it without any reason. Steve crossed his arms, playing with the strings on his shirt.
“That was pretty shitty,” He admitted to your surprise. You watched him curiously as he stared around the empty classroom, “I don’t want to lose you.” He admitted and you felt your mouth part in surprise. That had been the last thing you were expecting.
“I don’t want to lose you either,” You admitted softly as different thoughts and feelings battled inside of you, “I shouldn’t have done it.” You said finally, hoping he knew how wrong your behavior had been. You tried to apologize, but the words wouldn’t come forward. You felt sick, realizing that you didn’t regret your actions.
“Maybe we can start over?” Steve took a step forward towards you, watching you with an uncertain expression written on his features, “I won’t talk to Nancy, you don’t talk to Billy.” You stared at him for a minute, thinking his compromise through. You didn’t even care about Nancy that much in general, but it made you wonder if something had really been going on in order for him to promise her away. It should be easy, not seeing Billy again. He hadn’t paid you any attention from that day. You were sure he was completely over you, yet, your body told a different story. It pleaded for you to say no, just in case there was a small chance something would happen again.
“Deal,” You breathed out slowly, watching the way light seemed to flood into his brown eyes, “You have a deal.”
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Things seemed to be fine after that but it was like Steve was afraid to touch you. You took notice on how he would overthink every single time he would touch you. You tried not to get frustrated, knowing it was your own fault for setting up the situation. Still, you wished you were able to get through a session in bed without him trying to ask how Billy did something. It only made you feel even worse.
Steve was kind and sweet, while Billy was rough and mean. You never thought you would enjoy that but you did, a lot. You never had a problem with the way Steve fucked you either, but his constant overanalyzing was making it hard to enjoy anything.
Not to mention how Billy had taken a keen interest in you after seeing that you were back with Steve. He was always trying to speak to you, trying to gain your attention in one way or another. You always kept your conversations short and didn’t allow them to gain any traction. It was harder than what you thought it would be. You didn’t realize how badly your body could crave something before him. He was like a drug you couldn’t stop using. You were doing your best for Steve, not wanting to ruin the second chance that you had.
Steve had been trying to make it up in other areas or at least trying to prove himself to you. Which only made you feel that much worse. He was constantly spoiling you with gifts and taking time out of his schedule that he didn’t have to spend it with you.
You had convinced him to go to Tommy’s party for the night, hoping that maybe he would relax a bit with a few drinks. It had seemed to work for a bit, as his movements became less rigid and his lips more sloppy. It felt nice, pretending like you hadn’t done anything wrong.
“Maybe we should go,” Steve spoke up suddenly, taking you by surprise as his hands released from your waist. You looked at the brown eyed boy confused, “Shit.” And suddenly, it was like your boyfriend wasn’t even there as Billy approached with a smirk on his face. He was smoking, his eyes lingering over your body before he spoke.
“Been a while,” He blew out a cloud towards you, ignoring the boy standing behind you, “You look good.” He licked his tongue across his teeth, staring at you with lustful eyes. Your heart was racing in your chest and your knees felt weak from the look he was sending you. You were sure you would cave, had you not felt Steve stiffening behind you.
“Go fuck yourself.” Steve hissed out, placing his hands tightly on your waist. You looked at him surprised, not used to hearing him speak like that. Billy’s eyebrows rose far on his forehead.
“What? You have a problem with me fucking your bitch?” Billy’s smile was wide as he stared into Steve’s soft brown eyes, “Didn’t you hear her begging for my cock? Does she ever do that for you?” Your eyes widened in surprise and you were a bit horrified as people turned to look at you. Steve stepped forward, an angry look written across his face.
“Watch it.” He shoved at Billy’s shoulder, but Billy only seemed to grow more amused. You were nervous as you watched the two of them. You pulled on Steve’s shirt, urging him to turn around and leave. Billy watched your actions, drinking in the image of you.
“Why don’t I ask her?” Billy tilted his head, his blonde curls curling against the nape of her neck, “Who do you think she would choose?” You yanked on Steve’s shirt harder, not giving him the chance to consider it as you hastily pulled him away. You didn’t need that confrontation in your life.
“You’re right, let’s go.” You tried to reassure the brown eyed boy. He looked at you, still full of anger from Billy’s words before he was gripping your hand and guiding you out of the party. You felt the sensation of someone watching you and promised yourself just a peek as you glanced over your shoulder. Billy was still staring, a knowing smirk on his face as you left him behind.
Steve tried hard that night, but you were both too tipsy to actually perform that well and you could tell that Billy had hit his ego again. You were growing desperate and tried to keep the lustful thoughts to yourself as you comforted Steve over Billy’s harsh words. You didn’t want Steve to get hurt but you feared that the both of you knew how true they were.
When you were sure he was asleep you had slipped your hand under your boyfriend’s shirt that you had borrowed, and fingered yourself to the thought of a certain blue eyed boy.
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Billy had become too self aware after that, doing whatever he could to find himself near you at all times. You were still loyal to Steve and did your best to neglect Billy, but it was hard. Your body craved him in a way that you had never felt before. You were unsure of how much you could take before you ended up craving.
“That skirt looks nice on you,” Billy whispered huskily over the back of your chair and he tugged on a section of your hair. It was suddenly hard to breath with him leaning so close against you, “If I were Steve, I’d bend you over one of these desks and fuck you.” His breath was hot against your face as you stared at him astonished. You clenched your thighs together, feeling your panties growing wet. All you could do was stare as you considered his words, picturing him overtop of you again. He leaned back in his chair, a smirk on his face as he knew the grip he still had over you.
You turned, holding your legs together as you willed for this torment to leave you. You knew you shouldn’t be picturing his cock inside of you, but it was all you could think of the rest of the day. Even as Steve spoke to you later on, you were still picturing Billy with his cock stuffed inside of your wet cunt.
When Billy’s compliments didn't gain much of a reaction from you he would take to his actions. He’d constantly be touching you, creating a fire against your skin as you tried to concentrate on whatever your teacher was lecturing about. His hands were always on your skin, near your hair or picking at the clothes you were wearing. It almost made you feel bad to ignore him, but you kept on as you pictured Steve’s sad brown eyes.
He saved his dirty words for a last resort, because he always got a reaction from you. You’d always stare at him with widened eyes and a lust filled face after he would whisper the most filthy words he could think of to you. It was enough to make you leave the classroom for a few minutes and wash your face with cold water. Sometimes, you’d picture Billy following in after you and fucking you against the bathroom counters with your panties shoved in your mouth to keep you quiet.
You almost wondered if he knew about your bargain with Steve and that’s why he was doing his best to make you cave. You were curious if he knew how close you were to doing it.
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“You’re not coming tonight?” You looked at Steve confused as he pushed a hand through his thick hair. He sighed, shaking his head no. He was back to being unreliable, but you felt like you weren’t allowed to question him about it. Afterall, you had been the one to get in bed with someone else.
“Something came up,” He said vaguely and you did your best not to act suspicious. You wondered if it had something to do with Nancy but you didn’t press. So far, you both had kept up your end of the bargain. You hadn’t seen him around Nancy and you did your best to ignore Billy. It was hard, your body responded differently to him than what your mind did. No matter how wrong it was, you always found yourself looking for him in the hallways, “I’ll pick you though, I promise.” He sealed it with a kiss.
“We should be done close to nine!” You shouted after him, smiling softly as he turned and sent you one last wave. You no longer felt the familiar sparks as you watched him go and that scared you more than anything.
You waited, crossing your ankles as you waited on the bleachers for Steve. You kept glancing at the clock on the wall as the minutes passed, beginning to grow unsure if he was even going to show up. Your spirits began to dampen, realizing that he had probably forgotten about you again.
You snapped your eyes up at the sound of the doors slamming open. You looked for Steve’s familiar form, instead, you landed on the stocky blonde boy. Billy strutted towards you, only clad in his basketball shorts. You crossed your legs tighter together as you felt a thrill rushing through your body and you wondered if he ever really wore a shirt.
“You sleeping here or something?” He eyed you curiously, rubbing his thumb across his bottom lip. You lowered yourself into your seat, wondering why out of all the people he had to be the one to discover you alone.
“Just waiting on my ride.” You tried to be as vague as possible as you glanced back towards your shoes, looking away from his muscular form. Your heart was beating hard in your chest and you could feel your stomach muscles tightening as lust crept in on you. You never thought you would be someone that would so willingly cheat on their partner.
“I don’t think he’s coming, doll,” Billy chuckled, flickering his eyes over your slumped form, “I can give you a ride.” You stood hesitantly, knowing that it was probably best that you just walk home. Your smile faltered as he stepped closer to you and the scent of him traveled against your nostrils. Your body was urging you to step closer, to wrap yourself up in his muscular arms. You wanted nothing more than to repeat the other night and be a slobbering mess underneath him.
Your hands grew sweaty as you watched him, shrugging your shoulders softly, “I can walk. You played good tonight.” Your whole body felt warm at the way his lips curled into a smile. You felt like you were putty in his hands when he stepped closer, brushing his large hand against your arm.
“Do you need a ride?” You wanted to say yes and let him take you home. You knew it was a bad idea. You knew that you’d only end up in the backseat of his car, letting him do whatever he pleased to you. You couldn’t do that to Steve, not again.
“It’s okay,” He traced his finger along the side of your face, earning a soft sigh from your lips as you lingered against his warm skin, “I can walk.” You tried to reassure yourself more than anything. He chuckled, looking at you amused as his eyes darkened.
“What?” Billy teased, gripping your neck softly to make you look up at him, “I give you the best fuck of your life and now you’re too good to ride in my car?” You whimpered softly, already feeling a rush travel between your legs. You couldn’t even find it in yourself to protest that he had been the one ignoring you. You were whipped.
“Steve can’t see us,” You spoke hoarsely, watching the way his blue eyes observed you, “I told him it wouldn’t happen again.” Billy squeezed your cheeks together, smirking down at you.
“Awe, how cute. You’re trying to make it work. I bet he’s still not fucking that sweet pussy like you deserve,” He released your face softly, flickering his eyes down to your lips, “I know you want my cock. I can see it on your pretty face.” He released his hand from your neck slowly, causing flames to spread across your skin where his hand had once been.
“He does fine.” You whispered out, trying to do your part in defending your boyfriend. Billy’s lips curled up into a smirk as he observed you.
“You said you wanted to be my slut,” Billy drew his words out slowly, observing your reaction closely as you darted your eyes away from him, “I don’t think that changed.” He was close to you, inhaling your scent as your chest rose and fell quickly. Your hands were trembling as you fought with yourself.
“Don’t be mean,” You said quietly, urging yourself to back away from him. His lips curled into a smile, “You’ve been ignoring me.” You weren’t sure that’s what you decided to say. You should’ve mentioned something about Steve, how you promised to never see Billy again. None of that came to mind as Billy took another step forward, gripping your waist softly.
“I’m sorry, baby,” He mocked, his tone sounded like you were a dumb child, “I didn’t realize you were that desperate for my cock again.” His thumb cupped your chin, squeezing softly as he forced you to look at him. Your heart was hammering hard in your chest as warmth spread throughout your body.
“I’m not,” You lied, blinking hard as you tried to relax your body. You were seconds away from curling up against him, begging for him to take you right there against the bleachers, “I’m happy with Steve.” You breathed out slowly, your heart pounding rapidly in your chest.
“You know he can’t fuck you right, why stay? Let me remind you how much better I can treat you.” His thumb traveled across your glossed lips, his blue eyes watching you with keen interest. His breath was warm as it tickled across your face and you felt your eyes closing, your resolve breaking down into tiny pieces again as Billy entered into your thoughts.
“Billy,” You couldn’t find the words to protest, instead focusing on how badly you wanted to feel his body merging with yours again, “He seriously can’t know this time.” You looked at him urgently, searching his cocky expression as you waited for him to promise it to you. He licked his lips across his bottom lip.
“Of course, I wouldn’t want to hurt his pretty little ego,” Billy grinned but you thought it was a bit too mischievous to be sincere. You should’ve fought harder for a genuine answer, but you couldn’t find it in yourself, too overtaken with lust, “Do you want me to fuck you?” His blue eyes traced over your features, and you found yourself nodding eagerly as you remembered how good he had treated you last time.
“Please,” You exhaled slowly, filling your lungs with the scent of him as you stepped closer to him. He smirked, looking all too amused at your desperate form, “Please fuck me, Billy.” You spoke a little louder, hoping to sway his decision.
“Work for it,” He looked at you sternly with his pretty eyes through his even thicker eyelashes, “Get on your knees and show me you’re worth it.” You didn’t even feel pathetic as you fell to your knees with a thud, your knees scraping across the dirty gymnasium floors as you looked up at him. He looked down, cocking an eyebrow up in annoyance as he waited for you to move. Your fingers pulled at his green basketball shorts, pulling them down over his muscular thighs. His cock was standing hard and proud, his tip red and leaking precum. You felt like you were in a trance as you wrapped your hand around his thick cock and pumped him up and down slowly.
“Pretty,” You mumbled as you brushed your thumb across the head of his cock and collected the precum that was leaking from his slit. You hesitantly licked the liquid off of your thumb, glancing up at him as you tasted him. He had a cocky grin on his face as he observed every little movement you did, “You’re so big.” You flicked your tongue across the tip of his cock, earning a moan from the boy towering over you.
You flicked your wet tongue along his cock, savoring the feel of every vein and ridge before you circled your lips around his angry tip. You knew this was wrong, that you should be making your way back to Steve’s, but your mind was too clouded with lust to care about your boyfriend at the moment. You hollowed your cheeks and bobbed your head along Billy’s fat cock, trying to fit as much of him in your mouth as you could. You kept having to relax your jaw wider from how thick his girth was.
“Good girl,” He brushed his hand across your soft cheek, watching the way your lips stretched around your cock, “Such a good cock slut. I bet King Steve doesn’t fuck your pretty little throat like this.” You temporarily stalled at the mention of Steve, but Billy gripped the base of your neck and forced you down further on his hard cock. You clenched your eyes tightly together, gagging hard as he hit the back of your throat. Drool pooled from your lips, soaking down the front of your cheerleading uniform.
You gagged each time he thrusted forward, the head of his cock hitting the back of your throat harshly. You flicked your tongue around his veins, massaging his skin as tears brimmed in your eyes. You could feel your panties drenching from how wet you were. You moved your thighs closer together, trying to search for any sort of friction.
“Fuck,” Billy grunted, gripping the side of your head as he pushed his cock deep inside your mouth. His balls pressed against your wet chin as he stared down at you, before slowly pulling himself all the way out, “Jesus, I can’t believe he’s not fucking you every day.” There was a line of spit connecting from your mouth to the head of his cock as you glanced up at his pleasure ridden face.
A laugh left your chest as he forced you up off of your knees and onto the bottom of the bleachers as he laid you down on your back. He thumbed the hem of your cheerleading shirt up over your breasts, exposing you to the air as he kneaded them slowly in his hands. You whimpered, rolling your hips up as his cock twitched against his stomach.
“Don’t tease me,” You sighed softly as he pinched both of your nipples between his fingers, “I need your cock.” He traced his hands down your sides slowly before he dipped a hand between your legs. He rubbed two fingers across your wet cunt, letting you feel just how drenched your panties are.
"Be patient," He snapped, pressing his fingers between your wet folds, "I had to wait so long for this sweet pussy again. I think I deserve a taste." He circled his finger over your entrance, earning a mewl from you as you lifted your hips towards his fingers. He smirked again, obviously proud of the reaction he gained from you.
"Sorry," You exhaled softly as his warm breath tickled over your throbbing clit. You sat up on your elbows, watching the way his flicked his tongue across your wet folds. A moan left your parted lips and you were sure you hadn't felt this desperate for anything before, "Billy." You whined, rolling your hips towards his face. He gripped your thighs tightly, squeezing as he held you in place.
Your head fell back in pleasure against the cold bleachers as he flicked his warm tongue across your wet pussy. You whined as your clit throbbed against his rough tongue. He pulled his head away from your legs, smirking up at you with your slick coated on his lips.
"Do you want to taste yourself?" You found yourself nodding before you could comprehend what he said. He leaned forward, his body hovering over your own as he captured your smooth lips against his rough ones. It all felt so dirty but so good at the same time as he flicked his tongue inside of your mouth. You were a moaning mess, feeling like you were seconds from grinding yourself up against his leg.
"Need you," You whispered hotly as you stared up at his dilated blue eyes, "Fuck me, please." You urged, rolling your hips forward again. He licked his lips, pretending like he was considering it. Your heart hammered hard in your chest as he adjusted himself back on the bleachers, pulling you into the positions that he wanted.
“Can he fuck you this good?” He gripped your hips, adjusting you on the bleachers as your legs rested against his shoulders in the air. He lifted your skirt up over your hips, slowly beginning to pull your panties to the side, “Are you dumb? Can King Steve fuck you this good?” He repeated slower, sterner as he waited for your answer.
“No,” You whined as he pressed his thumb down on your clit softly, rubbing it in soft circles, “Only you can fuck me this good.” You promised, nodding your head to reassure him as his thumb pressed through your folds. You whined, rolling your hips up at the sensation.
“That’s a good little whore,” He teased, giving his fat cock a few pumps with his wrist before tapping his hard dick along your wet folds. You sighed in bliss, rolling your hips up in hope that he would slip inside you faster. You craved the feeling of him stretching out your walls, “So desperate for my cock.” He slid his tip inside your wet cunt slowly as he gripped onto your ankles tightly, holding you in place as you inhaled every inch of him.
You whined as his throbbing cock pressed into you and you savored the feeling of his hard ridges against your fluttering walls. Your mouth fell open in awe as he bottomed out inside of you, his balls pressing up against your backside.
“Billy,” You cried out in awe, digging your nails into the bleachers as he rocked you forward. The rough material scratched your back, but you didn’t care. You were too focused on the feeling of his cock dragging in and out of your wet cunt to even focus on breathing, “More, more.” You begged, pleading to feel every inch of him inside of you.
“Nasty little whore,” Billy gripped your ankles tighter, snapping his hips forward roughly. You were crying out in pure bliss from how hard he was fucking you, “So desperate for some cock that I got you grinding up against me like a bitch in heat.” He was all smiles as he pounded into you, causing you to mewl from the sensation of him hitting against your bundle of nerves.
“There!” You cried out in bliss as he spread your legs wider and pushed into you deeper. He hit that spot repeatedly, drawing you near your orgasm. He was grunting above you; the sound of your skin meeting was echoing inside the empty gym walls. The thought of being caught sent a thrill up your back as you realized he’d fuck you to your orgasm anyways, “So, so good, Billy.” Your legs were burning from the position he had your legs bent into and you could feel your slick dripping from your hole as his movements became sloppier.
He let go of one of your ankles and smacked your cheek lightly, drawing your attention back to his blissful face as he gripped your face harshly in his rough hands, “You gonna keep ignoring me?” He thrusted inside you deeper again, filling you to the brim before rutting his hips up and pulling back out. You cried out, shaking your head.
“No, no,” You were becoming incoherent, too focused on reaching your end, “I’ll never ignore you again.” You promised Billy, long forgetting your words to Steve. He grunted, his lips beginning to curl into a smile as his hair clung to his sweaty forehead. You suddenly wished for the chance to kiss him.
“You’ll let me fuck this pussy when I want?” He was still squeezing your cheeks together, pouting your lips out pathetically as he rammed his hard cock inside your drenching hole. You were desperate, rutting your hips up with his movements as your toes began to curl inside your shoes.
“Yes!” You cried out, your words muffled from his grip on your face, “I’m all yours.” You promised, sentencing yourself to do whatever he wanted. He groaned lowly, the sound traveling across your core and up through your body. You were a whimpering mess, begging for more as his tip hit your g-spot with each movement.
"What would your pretty boyfriend say?" Billy licked across his lips, watching you with a smirk, "I wonder if he knows how big of a whore his little girlfriend?" His words didn't even make you feel guilty, it excited you more than anything.
"Be so mad," You breathed out between your loud moans, "You fuck me so good." You whimpered as his hand rapped lightly across your cheek again before he pulled away from your face completely. You were desperately trying to move up against him in awe.
“Fuck,” Billy cursed softly as he squeezed his fingers tighter across your ankle, “You look so pretty being fucked like the dumb whore you are.” Billy praised as he moved his free hand up and pinched your sensitive nipples. You cried out, rolling your hips in awe.
“Gonna cum.” You whined as he pried your legs further apart and kept the same brutal pace, his cock pressing into your bundle of nerves repeatedly as you squeezed around his throbbing cock. Your body curled as your stomach muscles clenched together, your body sprawled towards him. You came with a loud cry, your eyes slamming shut in pure bliss as you shook around him.
“Good little slut,” Billy grunted lowly, his hips stalling as he rutted into you. A wad of spit landed across your cheek and the corner of your mouth and you sighed in bliss, licking the part you could reach away, “Holy fuck.” Billy cursed, squeezing your ankle and pressing into you harshly as he pumped you full of his warm cum. You whimpered, thinking about how this was something you never let Steve do.
It took you a moment to regain your breath as you stared into the bright lights of the ceiling, trying to erase the guilt that was forming in your chest. You didn’t want to think about how bad you’d feel about it later, when you felt so good now. A small laugh left your mouth as you looked back at the golden boy that was resting between your legs.
“Messy little, bitch,” Billy cursed as he pulled his cock from your wet cunt. You whimpered at the sensation of him pulling out, “Clean up your mess.” He tapped his drenched cock against your plump lips, smearing the mixture of you two across your mouth. You didn’t hesitate to open your mouth again as he pushed his softening cock inside. You wasted no time bobbing your head as you licked away the liquid from his cock.
“Was I good?” You weren’t sure what it was about him that left you in this state. You felt like you were degrading yourself, just for a small chance that you would get his approval. He smirked at you, moving his hand away from your face as he nodded in approval. Pride swelled inside your chest as you moved closer towards him.
“Always so good,” He promised as he traced his finger across the curve of your face. You leaned up a bit, trying to get a better look at him as he traced his finger across your lips, “You can keep a little secret, can’t you?” He was referencing Steve and you nodded your head slowly, knowing it was completely and utterly wrong. It was like you were unable to think for yourself with Billy involved.
“Yes,” You breathed out slowly, staring at his plump lips and wishing for the chance to kiss him, “It’ll be our little secret.” You sealed it with a promise as you tried to convince yourself that it wouldn’t hurt Steve. If he didn’t know, it couldn’t hurt him.
He squatted down in front of your messy form, wiping a line of drool from the corner of your mouth, “I want you to go back to him, all full of my come and have him fuck you,” His eyes trailed over your surprised expression, “Let me know if he tastes my come inside you.”
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It was like Billy got off on trying to do things better than Steve. Any time Steve did anything remotely nice or romantic for you, Billy degraded you even more. He’d push you onto your knees in the bathroom, force your mouth around his cock while he snapped the stems from the roses that Steve had gotten for you.
It was a dangerous game that the two of you were playing. No matter how wrong it was, you couldn’t convince yourself to stop. You enjoyed it too much. Billy would degrade you in the most horrible way and you’d crawl your way to Steve, who would place gentle kisses across your face for comfort. He had no idea what you were actually doing. It made you feel guilty.
“You look happier than usual,” Steve said casually one afternoon. His head was resting on your lap, and you were playing with his hair as you thought about how Billy had just had you on your hands and knees in the back of his car. You looked down at your boyfriend stunned, “Is something going on?” You forced up a smile, hiding your nerves.
“No, just happy that we’re back together.” You lied, trying to ignore the guilt that was eating away at your chest. Steve looked up at you unsure, his brown eyes searching your face for anything that you might be hiding.
“You’re sure?” You nodded your head, doing whatever you could do to convince him that everything was fine. You bent your head low and pressed a gentle kiss against the tip of his nose.
“That’s cute,” The voice in the doorway surprised you, as you turned with widened eyes. Your movements froze as your whole body stiffened in surprise. You glanced towards Steve, finding yourself stammering as you looked back towards the blue-eyed boy, “Very romantic.” Billy’s voice sounded dry as he watched the two of you. Steve sat up slowly and you feared things were about to get very bad.
“What are you doing here?” You sent Billy a look, urging him to think of some excuse and leave. You knew that you had told him you’d be with Steve later. You didn’t understand why he thought he could just show up here, unannounced.
“I invited him,” Steve rolled his shoulders as he glanced towards you, “I wanted him to show me what you like.” He mumbled under his breath, almost sounding embarrassed. He stared at you, ignoring the laugh that the blonde sends him.
“He doesn’t know how to fuck, in otherwards,” Billy pulled off his jacket, tossing it the side of the floor without another word as your heart sped up in your chest. You were still staring in Steve’s blue eyes, not quite understanding what he meant, “Are you going to undress her or not? I have better things I could be doing.” Billy grumbled out. Steve finally turned to look at him, appearing to be irritated.
“Can you shut up?” Steve rolled his eyes before he looked at you again, “You don’t seem that happy with me the way that you were with him. I just, I want to know how to please you.” His soft brown eyes made you feel bad. But you nodded your head slowly, too turned on by the idea to stop it.
Steve undressed you slowly, his eyes never leaving yours as he exposed you to the chill air in your bedroom. Your heart was hammering fast as you watched him slowly remove his clothes. You forced yourself to keep from looking at Billy, knowing that is who you truly wanted to see. Billy loomed in behind you, his warm air tickling your skin as he moved in close.
“Don’t kiss her,” Steve grunted as he laid back down on the bed. You glanced down at his long, hardening cock before you looked back at his flushed face, “She’s not yours.” He grumbled and you bit back a grin at the words. Billy’s hands lingered against your sides as he leaned forward. You could feel his dick pressing up against you as he held onto your waist, watching the other boy with a pleased look on his face.
“Trust me,” Billy’s words were thick and raw as he spoke, “I won’t do anything to upset you, Pretty Boy.” Your stomach curled when he leaned forward and spit on the side of Steve’s face. The brown eyed boy looked up in disgust.
“Dude, what the fuck?” Steve went to wipe the spit from his cheek, but Billy stopped him just as fast, gripping his wrist as Steve watched him with confused brown eyes. Billy smirked at you, motioning you towards him. You crossed over Steve’s lap gently, licking Billy’s spit away from where it landed on his chin and down to his neck. Steve exhaled softly, his chest rising rapidly in the way that it did when he was excited. His warm brown eyes never left your face, watching you with interest.
“She’s a needy little slut, isn’t she?” Billy gripped the back of your neck, pulling you back against his chest and looking at you with a cocky grin. His thick fingers caressed over your soft face, looking at you full of lust while Steve shifted underneath you, “Gonna teach you how to fuck her like she deserves.” Billy’s blue eyes wandered over to Steve’s irritated face.
“I know how to fuck her.” Steve looked almost offended as he watched the two of you. Billy snorted, rubbing his thumb across your bottom lip as he squeezed your face in his large hands.
“Not like I do,” Billy replaced his thumb with his tongue, flicking across your lips softly. You moaned, letting your tongue brush against his, “Come on, man. It’ll be fun.” Billy looked down at Steve, smirking softly. You turned your eyes slowly, looking at Steve’s widened eyes.
“Sure,” He was staring intensely at you, his hands tracing up your curves, “I guess.” Steve mumbled under his breath, ignoring the look that the blonde boy was giving him. Billy scooted you up on Steve’s lap, spreading your legs wide as he situated himself behind you. Your heart was pounding, and you wondered if you were really going to let Billy defile you in front of your boyfriend.
"Look how wet she is," You gasped as Billy ran his thick fingers across your wet folds. You jerked your hips forward at the motion, gaining a laugh from the boy behind you. Steve groaned softly as he traced his hands up your thighs, "Do you think it's from you or I?" Billy teased the brunette boy as he circled his thumb across your clit.
"You better shut up," Steve exhaled, ignoring Billy as he looked up at you. He squeezed your hips softly, drawing your eyes back to him, "Just get on with it." He mumbled, shifting underneath you.
"It'll be fun," You grinned at the brown eyed boy, stroking your fingertips against his skin, "Trust me." You bent forward, pressing your lips against Steve's slowly. He reciprocated quickly, moving his lips against yours urgently. You sighed softly against his mouth, just beginning to enjoy it when Billy pulled you away.
“Just relax,” Billy traced his large hands over your curves, causing goosebumps to spread across your skin. He gripped his dick in his hand, pumping it softly before he was pushing his tip inside of your wet hole. You sighed, closing your eyes to hide your boyfriend’s shocked expression. You held onto Steve’s shoulders, pushing yourself back onto Billy’s thick cock, “Look at how desperate she is for my cock, Pretty Boy.” You could hear the smirk in Billy’s words as he smacked your ass hard before he squeezed your soft flesh in his hand. You squealed softly at the sensation.
“It'd be better if you'd shut up,” Steve grumbled, and you peeked your eyes open slowly to look down at him. He was watching you in wonder, his brown eyes drinking in every detail of pleasure on your features. You giggled softly, feeling Steve’s hard cock brushing against your thigh, “You’re beautiful.” He mumbled out as he watched you. You began to reach between his legs, searching for his long cock.
Billy took a hold of your neck, jerking you away from Steve as he dragged you along the curve of his dick. You moaned, feeling every vein and pulse that left his thick cock. Your nails dug into Steve’s skin as Billy held you in place, licking the side of your neck and up towards your face. Your walls were fluttering around him, and you could feel yourself squeezing around him, “Look how responsive she is.” Billy grunted as he squeezed your neck softly, momentarily cutting off your air flow. Steve groaned from underneath you.
“Wanna feel,” He mumbled as he reached between your legs, pumping his hard cock in his hand. He rubbed his tip against your clit, causing you to squeal as Billy thrusted into you harder. You whimpered, thinking about being stretched by the both of them, “Looks so good.” Steve breathed out, staring at your wet cunt.
“Her slutty little pussy can take it,” Billy smirked, smacking the side of your cheek, “Can’t you?” He grunted in your ear, moving his hands down to squeeze your hips. The sounds of you two were echoing off the walls and you nodded your head quickly.
“Yes,” You sighed in pleasure, enjoying the feeling of Steve’s tip tapping against your clit as Billy began to stall his movements, “Want it bad.” You confirmed as you looked down at Steve with a serious look in your eyes. He groaned softly, sliding his tip down slowly towards your entrance.
“I don’t know if it’ll fit.” He mumbled after a second. Billy moved his face away from yours, leaning down to grip Steve’s cock. You froze, staring in awe as he pushed the brunette’s tip inside of your fluttering walls. Steve was staring up at him, a dark look passing over his features.
“We’ll make it fit,” Billy smiled teasingly as he watched your reaction, slowly pushing Steve inside of you with him. You whined at the burn from the stretch, your eyes fluttering shut as you leaned back against Billy, trying to adjust yourself to the feeling of the two of them inside you, “Atta girl.” Billy praised, pressing a messy kiss against the corner of your mouth.
“Oh my god,” You whined at the feeling of being stuffed so full, “Oh fuck.” You leaned forward, your head falling against Steve’s shoulder as his arms wrapped around you. He grunted softly, pushing upwards to fill in you. You squeaked softly as Billy gripped your hips again, slowly building up the pace he had before.
“Fuck,” Steve cursed out, desperately pulling your face towards him as he kissed you sloppily. Your mouth was hanging open in bliss and your cunt sang in harmony with their movements. You were sure you hadn’t ever felt so good before, “So good, so fucking good.” Steve grunted, interlocking your fingers together and squeezing.
It was like a game between the two of them, each of them was trying to see who could make you moan the loudest, who could be the one to come last. You were a whining mess, your legs shaking and resembling what you would think jello would feel like. Each time one boy pulled slightly out then the other pushed inside of you deeper, searching for the bundle of nerves inside of you.
Billy wrapped his large hand around your face, squeezing hard as he forced you to look at him, “Does it feel good baby?” His minty breath swam around your hot face. You nodded pathetically, your jaw aching from the way he was squeezing your jaw.
“So good,” You cried out pathetically as you rolled your hips, enjoying the sensation of being so filled. You could feel ever drag of their cocks, every soft movement, “Feels so good.” You repeated dumbly as he let go of your face, moving you back towards Steve as he smacked your backside again.
You were a mewling mess, unsure of how to move your hips to gain more pleasure inside of you. Your whole body felt on fire, constantly filled with pleasure from the way that the two boys were now moving together. As one pulled out, the other one was inside you and hitting the same deep spots that had your toes curling. Drool was falling from your lips and onto Steve’s chest from the delight that was filling your body.
“Gonna,” You breathed out hard, finding it difficult to catch your breath, “Gonna come.” You were finally about to speak. Billy grunted from behind you, dragging your hips back towards him as he continued to hit that same spot inside of you. Steve was thrusting up hard, his fingers gripping against your thighs as he searched for his high.
You cried as you came, thick hot tears were rolling down your face as you shook around the two of them. Your whole body was trembling, and Billy held onto your waist tightly to keep you from collapsing entirely. He licked at your wet tears, his sounds of pleasure vibrating across your skin as he did so.
“Fuck,” Steve huffed as he quickly pulled away, pumping himself hard in his hand as he released his thick fluid across your thighs and stomach. You whined as you watched the way his mouth opened in pleasure, “So fucking good.” He praised, his eyes glancing up towards you.
Billy’s hands wrapped around your neck again, gripping you back so you could face him. You stared at the curve of his face and admired the freckles on his cheeks. His lips parted as he groaned, squeezing at your neck as he emptied inside of you. You moaned out softly, feeling your mixture dripping down onto Steve.
"Little slut," Billy tsked, smacking the side of your ass. You yelped as he pushed in deeply one last time before he pulled himself out. You trembled as he reached forward, wiping away some of Steve's spunk from your stomach and pushing it between your lips, "Such a messy little bitch."
"Don't call her that," Steve breathed out hard, his eyes moving from your blissed out face to Billy's, "She's not one." Billy smirked, smacking your backside again.
"Whatever you say," Billy smirked softly, holding his hands up in defense. You stared at Billy for another moment, before Steve was pulling you towards him, "She likes it anyways." Steve ignored him as he traced his hands up your sides. You looked at Billy again, admiring his toned muscles as you caught your breath.
“You came inside,” Steve scowled as he glanced towards Billy. He was pulling you against him, rubbing his long fingers against your shaking form as you tried to calm yourself down from your very intense orgasm, “That wasn’t part of the rules.” Billy smiled and shrugged, not looking like he regretted anything as he moved towards the edge of his bed. You wondered how many other rules he had broken.
“Maybe I’ll see you around.” Billy sent you a wink as he dressed himself again. You did your best not to stare at his toned body as Steve’s arms wrapped around you once again.
“Fuck you,” Steve’s voice was short as he caressed his thumb across your skin, “This was a one-time thing. It’s never happening again.” You hoped he couldn’t feel the way your heart was beating inside of your chest. You watched Billy for another second, realizing that your boyfriend still had no idea about what was happening between you and the other boy. A sly smile pressed against your lips, deciding you could keep your own little secret.
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B.H. Billy Hargrove x Reader
You sigh. It's 5am. Billy could get a few more minutes of sleep until it began.
You smirk at his face buried in your neck. You could feel his soft breathing. He was peaceful, because even though your home was chaotic, he loved it.
It felt more like home than his.
It was saturday. Your mom had work at the grocery store, your sister always worked somewhere with clothes, and your toher sisters changed jobs every three days
After starcourt fiasco, you had barely got to billy in time, everything was finally as normal as it could be.
You hear your lover let out a soft snore before attempting to burrow even further into your neck.
"FUCK YOU STUPID BITCH," you hear a voice scream and billy bolts up and groans before laying back down. It was your 15 year old sister, Jennifer yelled.
She was the youngest, and the loudest. She didn't go through one sentence without it being at least half curses.
"I fucking love Saturday," he mumbles into your hair as he moves to sit up.
You sit up with him, "The real fun hasn't started. And, if you think about. We have the house to ourselves," you whisper and his eyes get a lust filled glint.
You roll your eyes. Billy would always be billy.
"SHUT UP YOU GODDAMN FUCKING, WHORE," Ashley screamed. The second youngest coming in at 16. She was different. Bright ginger hair and green eyes. The only ginger. And the only green eyes. She was also fairly tall 5'7. She was the sporty one, along with you. Both doing at least one sport.
"YOU'RE ONE TO TALK MOTHER FUCKING SLUT," Stephanie screams. Every morning. Every damn morning they yelled curses until they left.
Stephanie was the oldest, 21. She had short blonde hair and light gray eyes. She was the pretty one.
"What would we ever do without them?" Billy mumbles voice full of sarcasm.
"We would have your dad chase us out the house half naked," you joke and he groans.
"I wouldn't trade it for the world," billy says before kissing you on the forehead.
You loved him. You really did.
Everything was always great. Billy's dad rarely cared he spent the night here. Billy claimed he was having a sleepover with your brother, Asshole, or most people call him Chris.
Neil was fine with it, the boys claimed they practiced baseball. Or some other sport.
You hear a soft knock and your mom walks in to see Billy, shirtless clinging on to you. You remember you are not wearing a shirt, the black lace bra.
"I'm leaving for work and your sisters have work, Chris will be home so try not to be loud," your mom says before leaving.
You notice a light blush on his cheeks.
"You're mom is so open," he says.
"She is the one who helps me pick out your special presents when my sisters are busy," you giggle. You had a cool mom.
And billy loved it. He still used your window, he said using the door was to weird.
This was home.
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I've had several Billy requests sitting in my asks for sooo long, and I've been wanting to try my hand at a little filthy, smutty Harringrove, so I took my chance.
Harringrove x fem!Reader
18+Only, MDNI, this is total porn, pure smut no plot, Harringrove, ass play, unprotected p in v (condoms always), oral (f & m receiving), fingering, creampie, nipple play, dirty talk, size kink, spit roast, breeding kink I guess?. Word count: 985
Please no minors beyond this point
Steve Harrington’s nose was buried in your cunt, tongue working you in a way that made your hips buck. Billy Hargrove had your back between his legs on the bed, one strong arm securing you to him, while the other hand plucked at your nipple. His breath was hot at your ear: “Let Harrington taste your cum, baby, and then you can have my cock.”
You whined, fingers finding purchase in Steve's thick hair, arching your head back as his kitten licks quickened and his fingers dug into your thighs. Your hole was desperately clenching around nothing, your wetness dripping down your slit to pool on the sheet below, and that was when Steve’s finger slipped in.
“Fuck, she’s so tight,” he gasped his report to Billy, burying his digit to the last knuckle, making sloppy wet noises as he proceeded to fuck you with it.
Billy sent the tip of his tongue around the outside of your ear first and then, “you want me to stretch out that tight pussy, don’t you? Ruin you for everyone else?”
You babbled as you nodded. “I’m about to...Steve…” just as you said his name, a coil unraveled inside your belly, fireworks burst behind your eyelids, and your body jerked; cum flowing into the eager pulls of Steve’s mouth.
You let yourself collapse against Billy’s naked body, feeling his stiff cock ready against your back. You were both watching Steve as he stood up at the end of the bed, his mouth and chin glistening, your gift dripping down his neck.
“Shit, that was good,” he said, just as he grabbed your ankles and yanked you down the bed so that your soaking wet folds were in line with his cock, hard and ready. You sat up to meet his lips with yours, salivating to taste yourself on him.
Behind you, Billy was getting off the bed, and Steve began to rub the tip of his cock down and up through your slick arousal, and then he shoved the tip in; the size making you gasp against his mouth.
“Fuck you, Harrington, it’s my turn,” Billy came up next to him, fisting his cock with one hand while he grabbed Steve by the throat with the other to pull his mouth to his. The two kissed, and Billy licked and sucked at Steve’s chin and neck, drinking up the essence from your release. You whimpered as the tip of Steve’s cock slipped out and Billy took his place between your legs, holding your face, telling you to get on your hands and knees.
“You’ve been a good girl,” Billy said as he got up to kneel behind you. “You deserve some cock.” His fingers dug into the apples of your ass as his thumbs pulled your slit apart to look at your tight holes all spread out for him, and he cursed in anticipation.
At the opposite side of the bed, Steve’s dick was already in your mouth, the tip bulging in your cheek, when Billy spread you open, and the combination of the two sensations made your cookie box ripple with need. You didn’t have to wait long, though, because Billy buried himself base deep inside of you with a grunt, shivering with pleasure. The back of your throat closed on the head of Steve’s cock, and he threw his head back at the sensation.
Steve and Billy found their rhythm in you, glancing up every so often to watch the other, a move that increased their desire. Billy pulled you open with his thumbs again so he could watch how he stretched you out, and Steve cupped your chin as he thrust his hips, greedy for more of your mouth as your tongue fluttered on the bulging vein along the under ridge.
“I’ve never fucked a prettier mouth,” Steve whispered as you choked a little, saliva dripping down your jaw. But then he met Billy’s eyes. “Okay, maybe yours is the second prettiest mouth I’ve fuck...fu…”
He stuttered because you pulled his cock out to roll your tongue around the head and lick down the shaft.
Billy was teasing your back entrance with his thumb, sinking the tip in, and he smiled as he felt your inner walls grip him, his tongue lashing out in excitement.
“Look at this one, Harrington, about to cum again,” Billy breathed. “You want me to fill your cunt up, don't you?”
You bucked back against Billy, begging for it, moaning on Steve’s cock, tears springing from your eyes.
That was when Steve started to stutter and still, choking a wordless warning that he was about to cum, just as he held your shoulder. “Take it all, baby,” he hissed as his salty sweet spend shot to the back of your throat and he jerked with each thrust.
At almost the same time, possibly driven by watching Steve’s release, Billy’s pace quickened and he whimpered, reaching his peak, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, it’s gonna be a lot,” he groaned a warning, and your walls began to flutter with the beginning of your own orgasm, making him shake as he spanked your ass and then dug his fingers in to the meat of your thighs.
“Cummingcummingcumming,” you babbled as Billy braced his leg to one side of your hip so he pound his seed in. You pressed your face into the mattress as the velvet walls crashed around you, a second wave overtaking your senses as his gift filled you to the brink and begin to drip out.
Billy enjoyed the slick for a few strokes before he pulled out and spread your cheeks apart again to see his cum in your hole, a satisfied look on his face. “Don't move,” he told you. “I want it to stay inside you as long as possible.”
Steve came around to get on his knees and suck Billy’s cock clean before the two kissed again, and you could tell they were getting ready for round three.
#harringrove#steve harrington#billy hargove smut#harringrove smut#billy hargrove#harringrove x reader
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if there’s something Steve loves, it’s edging his boyfriend.
the desperation, the whiny begging, the clawing of skin and clothes, the way blue eyes line with unshed tears and build and build until they tip over to run down flushed cheeks.
he loves how Billy’s eyelashes clump together with his tears, loves the wet sound of his fist moving over Billy’s cock, smearing that relentless pearl of precum with the pad of his thumb until Billy’s squirming and panting and mewling for him.
“c’mon,” Steve breathes as he watches Billy’s brow furrow, tightening his fist around the soft, velvety tip and stroking it hard and fast, savouring the filthy squelch the movement makes, “you gonna make a mess, baby? i’ll let you cum this time, promise.”
Billy nods quickly, his jaw dropping as his stomach tenses and his balls draw up - a clear sign - and Steve pulls his hand off to pin Billy’s hips to the bed for the fifth time, shushing the blond as Billy cries out in frustration and sobs from the disappointment, staring up at Steve with that pinched brow and parted lips that have been bitten red, “Steve, please—”
“shh, you’re okay, you’re doing so good,” Steve praises softly, thumbing over Billy’s hipbones as he admires the blush deepen under his freckles and spread lower, down to his chest, “you’re a good boy, right?”
Billy nods frantically, his chest quickly rising and falling with every heavy breath, fresh tears running down his temples as he whispers, “Please, Steve, please, please, please—”
“Please, what?” Steve can’t help it. he loves to make Billy work for it, especially when he’s like this. “You wanna sit on my cock and keep it warm for me? Is that what you want?” he smirks.
and Billy shakes his head, pauses, nods, and then makes this cute frustrated face that Steve instantly adores.
“Aw, poor, dumb baby can’t make up his mind,” he coos as he smoothes his palms down Billy’s trembling, muscled thighs, even pouting his lower lip down at the blond, “I can’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me, baby.”
the way Billy struggles under his hold is cute, too, because they both know Billy could easily push Steve off or loosen his hold on the bed sheets, but he wants to be good so he doesn’t. instead, he whimpers pathetically, “wanna cum…”
Steve tilts his head to the side in consideration, trailing a finger up Billy’s thigh to slide it down the length of his boyfriend’s cock slowly, smiling at the way Billy tenses and gasps as his finger rubs over his tight hole.
finally, Steve hums, “if you’re good while i eat you out then fuck you, maybe i’ll think about letting you cum tonight, hm? how’s that sound?”
it’s mean, because it’s not even a promise, but Billy is so out of his mind that he eagerly agrees and spreads his thighs even wider, and Steve beams down at him with pride.
he gives a muscled thigh a smack, “on your stomach, baby. let me see if you taste as good as you look.”
and Billy does. always.
#harringrove#steve x billy#billy x steve#billy hargrove#steve harrington#lemon#does this count as edging my readers bc i didn’t write an ending??#eat up babes here’s your weekly feeding of smut from yours truly#bambiwrites
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Summary: Amelia was abused by her ex boyfriend, Billy Hargrove, and Steve is there to help her get through it.
Warning: language, abuse, anxiety, talk of alcohol, +18 please minors get tf outta here.
Word Count: 2K+
Part One.
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"Please don't.. just- just don't. You've already put me through enough lately.. Just- just stop."
He froze in his position. "Baby-" He tried to reach out and grab me.
"No, no, no," I quickly snatched my arms away from him. "don't touch me or call me that. You really fucked up this time."
"I know I did and I'm trying to say that I'm sorry, but you won't let me."
"Because I don't want your half assed apology just for you to do the same thing in a week or less, later!"
He tried to grab my wrist once more, only for it to be snatched away again.
"Just- just leave me alone. I don't have the time for this, right now."
"Well, make the time because I'm not going anywhere, Amelia."
"Just leave me alone, Steve!" I snapped.
"No! I won't! The last time I did that, I almost lost you!" He snapped back but a bit louder.
Just as he snapped at me, I lost it. I started crying. I couldn't bare all of the yelling and everything else that I've been put through lately.
"Baby-" he put his hand on my upper arm, but when he did, I flinched. He didn't move his hand away, he just stroked my arm.
I didn't say or do anything, I just stood there, sobbing.
He pulled me in for a hug, rubbing my back. "It's okay, baby. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."
I began to sob uncontrollably. "I- I-" I couldn't even form words.
"Hmm?" He questioned. "Shhhh, it's okay sweetheart." He ran his fingers through my hair.
It sent shivers down my spine.
"S- S- Steve....." it came out as muffles, as my face was buried in his chest.
"What's the matter sweetheart?" He looked down at me.
I didn't know how to tell him what happened, I just kept blaming everything on him.
When this wasn't even his fault.
None of this was his fault.
I pulled away from his chest, looking up at him as more tears were rolling down my face. I couldn't stop thinking about what happened after he left the other night.
It just kept playing over and over in my head.
WACK.
"Stay down you stupid bitch! I can't believe you ever thought that I would stay with you."
"S-stop p-please..." I said as I held my stomach where I was just kicked.
I wanted all of this to end, I just wanted to die right then and there.
I wanted him to just kill me and get it over with, but I knew he wouldn't let me out of this that easy.
"You think your precious lover boy is gonna protect you?"
"B-Billy, stop...."
"What was that? You want me to stop?"
He kicked me in the stomach, once more.
I moved back a few inches as he kicked me, I held on to my stomach in the spot that he just kicked.
It felt like he knocked the wind out of me.
I could not breathe.
It felt like my lungs were barely hanging on.
"Please...." I begged, but the more that I begged him to stop, the more that he kept hurting me.
I felt like I was going to pass out from the pain, but I didn't.
Everyone always thinks that we're this 'happy' couple that walks around Hawkins, but behind closed doors, we're not.
Behind closed doors he was a monster.
"Billy....." I begged once more. "Please stop."
"You don't think I see the way he looks at you? Hmmm? The way that he basically eye fucks you, when you both think that I'm not paying attention?"
WACK.
"I see everything." He picks me up by my shirt, riffling it. "The way that he watches you."
"Let me go!" I yelled out. "Let me fucking go!!"
The more that I squirmed out of his grasp, the more that I was able to get away from him.
When I finally got out of his grasp, I slugged him across the face as hard as I could with the nearest thing that was on the right of me.
A picture frame with a picture of Billy and I from our Sophomore dance.
"You stupid bitch," He held his head, and when he let go of it, he saw that his head was bleeding. "You're going to pay for that."
I ran out of the house as fast as I could, running down the street, when I looked back I saw that he was chasing after me, so I bolted in the woods.
I kept running until I no longer heard his foot steps, but I could still hear him yelling for me.
"You can run, but you can't hide from me!"
"Baby..." Steve shook me slightly.
I snapped out of it and looked at him.
"What's the matter, sweetheart? Talk to me?"
"Because he'll find out and h-hurt me even more..." I whispered softly, but he still heard what I said.
"Who? Who will hurt you?"
I just shook my head, not answering him. I walked away from him, not wanting to look at him.
"Amelia, who will hurt you?"
When he walked up behind me, he placed a hand on my waist, the feeling of his hand alone made me wince in pain. Once he heard it, he immediately let go.
"Did I hurt you?"
I shook my head, not looking at him.
"Who did?"
I could hear his voice grow with concern. He looked all over my face looking for answers, but he wasn't getting the ones that he wanted.
"He did.." I managed to choke out.
"Who's he? Amelia, I need more than this, talk to me. Who hurt you?"
I shook my head once more, not even looking at him.
"You don't understand, Steve! You don't understand what he will do to me if he finds out that I told anyone what he did!! He will find me and hurt me." I snapped.
He just stood there, looking at me with a concerned look on his face.
"Amelia...." He walked closer to me, trying to reach for me, but once he saw that I flinched again, he pulled his hand back.
"You can talk to me, I would never let anything happen to you, you should know that."
I didn't say anything, I didn't even look at him.
I couldn't tell him. I didn't want to risk anything. I knew that he would go after Steve if I told him or showed him, what he did to me.
I have been wearing long sleeves and hoodies most of the summer. I've been lying to everyone saying that I'm 'cold'.
"You can talk to me about anything, you know that."
"Steve, you can't-" I stopped myself.
"I can't what?"
There was a brief moment of silence before I finally spoke up and said something.
"Please don't tell anyone.."
"Amelia, you're starting to scare me. What's going on."
I didn't want to show him, I didn't want to worry him, but at the same time I didn't want to keep things from him. Especially not now, when I needed him the most.
I closed my eyes and let out a sigh, before I started pulling on the ends of my sleeves and begin taking off my shirt.
"Amel-" He stopped talking when he began to notice the bruises on my rib cage and then on my stomach, on my waists, he could tell that they were even on my back even though he couldn't see my back.
When my shirt was fully off, I let it fall on the floor and began to undo my pants.
He saw the hand prints on my neck, they were a light shade of red, but still very noticeable.
I could tell that he wanted to say something, but he didn't. He just kept looking at all of the bruises.
Once my pants landed on the floor beside my ankles, he could see all of the bruises across both of my thighs. Some of them were fresh and some of them were old and going away.
When I turned around, he could see all of the fist marks and hand prints that were scattered all throughout my back.
I could hear his breath hitch in his throat.
"My god.."
When I turned around, he was standing in front of me. He was looking at me with pure concern in his eyes. He ran his fingertips up my arm so lightly that I could barely feel it.
"Did he do this to you?"
I didn't say anything, I just looked at him.
"I'll fucking kill him-"
"No, Steve. You promised me that you wouldn't say anything! Please don't say or do anything! Please." I begged him as tears started to fall down my face.
"Look at you," He paused for a moment, looking down at the reddish, purple bruises that were covering my body. "I can't just not do anything about this."
I placed a hand on his arm, looking up at him, in his eyes.
"I'm okay, Steve."
I was basically lying to face.
I wasn't okay, I was far from being okay and he knew it.
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"B-Billy.."
He kept hitting me over and over again.
Every time I tried to move away from him, he would keep pulling me back towards him.
"Please, stop.. I'm sorry!"
"Oh, you're sorry? You're sorry for sneaking around with that Harrington faggot? Hmm? Is that what you're sorry for?"
WACK.
"I always knew something was going on between the two of you, but the both of you thought I was stupid."
"We weren't doing anything, Billy! I promise!" I basically yelled as I began scooting away from him, trying to avoid getting kicked again. "Please, just stop; you're hurting me."
Suddenly, I was being lifted off of the floor, he had his hand around my throat. He squeezed it as hard as he could. I felt like my eyes were going to pop out of my head.
I could barely breathe.
"Please....." I managed to get out.
My feet were no longer on the floor, he held me against the wall with his hands against my throat.
Steve's pov
I woke up from all of the shifting around that she was doing around in her sleep.
Her head was rolling around back and forth on the pillow below her. She had a patch of sweat running down her forehead.
"Hey," I said lightly in hopes that she would wake up, but she didn't. "Amelia."
Nothing.
She just kept twisting her head back and forth.
"No, stop!" She yelled loudly.
"Amelia!" I began to shake her. "Wake up!!"
I shook her a few times, until she snapped out of it and woke up.
When she woke up, she began to freak out. When she looked at me, she must've thought that I was him because she shoved me away so hard, that I basically flew back in my spot on the bed, but that didn't stop me from getting up to comfort her.
"Get away from me, Billy!!"
"Hey," I grabbed her and pulled her in for a tight hug. "It's me, baby. It's Steve."
She must've realized that I wasn't him and it was all just a dream because she sank in my chest and began to sob, hugging me back.
"I'm so sorry." It came out as all muffles as she was buried into my chest.
"Hey, hey," I rubbed up and down her back, comforting her. "It was just a dream, I'm right here. It's okay."
I held her in my arms the rest of the night, even after she fell asleep. I didn't leave her side the entire night.
I have know idea that he was putting her through this.
All of this time, she was wearing long sleeves and hoodies, always covering her arms and body. I thought she was a cold person, but all of the time, she was hiding all of the abuse that she was being put through.
The more that I thought about it, the more angry I got.
I can't believe he did this to her.
I looked down at her as she was finally asleep in my arms, I looked down her arms, seeing fall of the bruises that he put on her.
I've never seen so many bruises on a human body before.
"I'm gonna kill him." I mumbled to myself, as I lightly touched her skin only for her to flinch at the touch.
I can't even touch her, without hurting her.
"I'm sorry.."
She nuzzled up in my chest even more. I held on to her tight, but not too tight to hurt her. Just enough to make sure that she knew that she was safe.
Safe with me.
I was never going to let her out of my sight again and I sure as hell will not let her around that monster, again.
"His ass is mine."
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CHAPTER ONE BABY! How do you guys like it?? If you wanna be tagged, comment & & I’ll tag you in chapter 2!!! ❤️
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i wrote this as soon as i saw the post, i only had ten minutes to spare so it might be super bad. please excuse any grammar, punctuation or spelling mistakes if there is any
You’ve Never Been To Heaven, Have You?
pairing - platonic steve harrington x afab!reader, billy hargrove x afab!reader
summary - the post above by @straksverliefd 💕
some content warnings - oral sex (female receiving), name calling, steve and billy don’t have a rivalry
notes - i had this ALL TYPED OUT AND MY CONNECTION WENT SO I HAD TO STARY AGAIN IT WAS SO GOOD THE FIRST TIME SND NOW ITS JUST MEDIOCRE HELP
taglist - @eddiebillysteve @quickiesgirl @will-byers-is-my-boyfriend @friendly-neighborhood-ghoul @sympathyforher @eddies-bat @taecube @sunnymunson-deactivated20220814 @wzrlds dm comment or ask me to be added or taken off for future updates on my fics 💕
word count - 957
The room began to spin as he lifted you up onto the counter, your wetness soaking the surface beneath you, his lips back on your neck all in one swift motion.
Steve pressed his ear to the kitchen door that had been shut, hearing your high pitched moans, and assuming you were in trouble he swung the door open and stepped into the room. But oh boy, he was so wrong.
“Fuck- Billy, fuck! Oh my god, fuck!” You screamed, your eyes squeezing shut as you approached your third orgasm of the night, the broad strips Billy takes at your pulsing core only broken by the sinful words he speaks to you.
Steve frowned as he watched, his feelings had been growing for you ever since you took El under your wing as your little sister, so seeing you a mess on his kitchen counter with another man’s head between your legs ignited a fire in his stomach.
“Looks like we have a guest,” Billy chuckled under his breath, his eyes locking with Steve’s as he licked one more strip up your folds, circling your clit painfully slowly with his tongue. “Hey, pretty boy. Wanna watch? I can give you some tips so you’ll actually get a bitch instead of pining over Nancy Wheeler for the rest of your pathetic little life.”
Steve contemplated for a moment, before slowly walking towards you and Billy, a tent forming in his jeans as he did so. Billy gestured for him to take a seat next to you on the counter, and so he did, kneading his fingers together in anticipation.
Your frazzled mind couldn’t comprehend the next words to leave Billy’s plush lips, too far gone, but something like; “So, first you gotta make sure she’s nice and wet. And look at that,” he said, pointing to your soaking folds. “She’s all ready. Just one look from me and her knees were already giving up on her.”
Steve nodded, his firm body of excitement taking space beside you, lifting your weak hands into his. Billy hummed, vibrating against your swollen clit, causing you to fly off the edge.
Steve watched wide-eyed as your face contorted in pure bliss, and he couldn’t help but begin to palm himself through his jeans.
“You like that? Such a dirty whore getting off while your best friend watches you,” Billy whispers in your ear, grazing your love between his teeth, one hand on the counter, knuckles white, and the other gripping Steve’s thigh.
“Wanna join, princess?” He asks, looking at Steve beneath his long, curly eyelashes, his stare full of pure lust. “I’m sure she wants you. Do you want Steve, darling?”
With a newfound confidence, Steve jumped off the counter and dropped to his knees in front of you as you nodded, wanting nothing more than a tongue inside you fucking you dumb.
Whether it was Steve’s or Billy’s, you didn’t really care.
“Wait,” Billy said sternly, lacing his fingers through Steve’s soft hair, gripping it and pulling him back. “Words, baby. We need verbal consent before we continue. Do you want Steve?”
“Yes!” You cried out, grabbing Steve’s head with your own hands, pushing his pretty face against your pussy as Billy let go.
“Now what do I do?” Steve asked, looking up at Billy, who just laughed.
“You seriously don’t know how to give head? I have so much to teach you, pretty boy. All of the ways to make my bitch fall apart within seconds.”
Your spine curled as Steve prodded at your entrance with the tip of his index finger, a moan escaping your lips. As Steve’s finger slipped inside, Billy grabbed both of your legs and spread them as wide as they could go, giving Steve more access to you.
“Don’t give her everything just yet, Harrington. She’s so pretty when she begs,” Billy stated, tucking some of your hair behind your ear. “Isn’t that right, babydoll?”
You nodded, wincing slightly as Steve licked one strip up your sensitive, swollen pussy, and he smirked at your actions. Your moans filled the room as his fingers thrust in and out of you, until they slipped out fully, leaving you pulsing around nothing and wanting more. Then you felt his tongue licking small strips between your folds, circling your clit, and nothing. Not even a hint of pleasure.
“I don’t think I’m doing it right,” Steve sighed, standing up. “I normally don’t give up on things but I think she’s gotten so used to how you please her that there’s no way I’ll make her come.”
“I think you’re right, Harrington. But also, never give up, yeah? And stop going after Nancy, she’s with that freak Jonlathan Byers. If girls aren’t doing the trick, I know a guy…”
“I’m good,” Steve replied, and with that, he left the room. “And stop fucking in my kitchen, please. Just because we’re technically roommates, Y/N, doesn’t mean you get to fuck every guy in Hawkins in our kitchen.”
Billy snickered from beside you, curling his arm around your waist. “With an attitude like that it’s gonna make her want to fuck guys all over your goddamn house. Maybe even in your bed. So if I were you I’d shut up and let her do what she wants.”
The kitchen door slammed shut, and Billy’s hand was already slowly creeping back up your leg, his lips attacking your neck with loving kisses, his fingers pushing past your entrance and into your blissful core.
He wanted you to be his, and only his. Even though he tried to play ‘teacher’ for the evening, he would never let another man touch you. Ever again.
“Now, let me worship you the correct way, doll.”
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𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗬 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗨𝗗𝗘
word count: 3k
paring: Billy Hargrove x reader & a little bit of Eddie Munson x reader
warning: 18+ minors dni, smut, p n v, choking, mention of fingering, blow job, sub!reader, fem!reader, fake hatred, attracted to best friend, dom!billy hargrove, and use of one of our authors name instead of y/n
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𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗧𝗟𝗬𝗡𝗦 𝗣𝗢𝗩
𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞
"Too much, isn't it?" Billy asked as he curled his fingers. "Y-Yes, yes," I breathed heavily as I grabbed back onto his thighs, trying my best to keep in my moans.
We're right under the bleachers at the basketball game. He had told his coach that he had to go to the bathroom, just so he could meet me down here.
He begged me before the game to come down here after halftimes cheer so that we could talk about something serious.
We started our conversation by arguing about how he's always the first to make moves. I told him that I'm just a shy person. He apologized for getting loud with me.
He opened his arms so I went in for a hug but he quickly turned me around and grabbed my neck, forcing me to stay pinned against his chest.
"Your cunt always squeezes around my fingers. How will you even take me?" He chuckled, picking up his paste as he let go of my neck to cover my mouth.
"But too bad you're so innocent and don't want big bad Eddie to know that your bully finger fucks you whenever he pleases, right?" Billy hissed in my ear. Why do I let this happen? Because it feels so good...
𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗢𝗙 𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞
"You comin' tonight?" Eddie asked as I walked up to him and Billy, sitting at the same cafeteria table. They barely talk, so seeing them at the same table is kind of new to me.
"Yeah," I said as sat down, not greeting Billy because I and him are everything but friends. He's a big tease and a dick. I hate it.
"How've you been, babe?" Billy asked me. I chuckled and ignored him because he knows I don't want shit to do with him right now. His dirty talks are more personal now. too bad you're so innocent and don't want big bad Eddie to know that your bully finger fucks you whenever he pleases...
"Just leave her alone. You know she doesn't like you" Eddie said, holding in his laugh as Billy laughed. "And we're gonna change that, aren't we, Munson?" Billy said. What? Please, he won't do shit!
"Just chill for right now," Eddie said. "Whatever you say," Billy said with a smirk on his cocky little face then continued eating. I can't wait for the day that Billy's put in his place.
𝗦𝗞𝗜𝗣 𝗧𝗢 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗬
"Why the skimpy shit?" Billy asked as he pulled me into him by my arm. "Why do you care?" I asked, trying to yank myself away from him but he pulled me into him harder.
"You know why," he said. "No, I actually don't," I said, truly not knowing. "When a man finger fucks and eats a girl out without them giving them something back, that means they have some type of feelings for them, Scotlyn," Billy said.
"Well, t-that's not my problem" I stuttered, processing that he just said he has feelings for me. I knew something was off about him pleasing me without asking me to do the same for him.
"Yes, it fucking is!" Billy said through his teeth. He's pissed off that I'm being so dry and sound like I don't care about what he has to say. I can't control it. I'm just shy around him and hate being around him for so long. He teases me so much.
"No, it's not!" I shouted then pushed him off and rushed to the stairs. He tried chasing me but I quickly made my way downstairs to the party.
"Hey, Scotlyn! Come dance with me!" Jane yelled from across the room. She's my little experiment. Not because we're women but because I'm a virgin and she doesn't have a real dick to fuck me with.
I'm not saving my virginity or anything, there are just no guys I'd have sex with, here. Well, there is. Actually, two, but I'm not going to admit to that.
"You look good today, babe," Jane said as she grabbed my waist and turned me around so that I could grind on her a little. I love dancing with her. It always places a smile on my face.
"You do as well," I said, holding in my blush. I wouldn't date Jane but I love the way she treats me and how good of a friend she is. She's perfect for what we're doing.
"I've heard about you and Billy," Jane said in my ear so that no one else around us could hear. "What?" I asked as my heart dropped. No, he did not...
"You and Billy? I heard he was going around saying that y'all are a thing or something" she said. "What? No, no" I said.
"Well, Billy doesn't lie. Unless he's talking about something else, I don't know," she said. "Well, we're not a thing but we do things if you know what I mean," I said. I can't lie to her. She'll end up finding out anyways since billy can't keep his fucking mouth shut.
"Oh, girl, you're lucky," Jane said. "Why?" I asked. "He would never say he's something with someone, even if he was," she said, which is very true.
"Well damn," I said, thinking about what he said when we were upstairs. When a man finger fucks and eats a girl out without them giving them something back, that means they have some type of feelings for them, Scotlyn...
"You good?" Jane asked as she pulled me into her closer. Now she's grinding on me in the rhythm of the music.
"Yes! Yes, I'm good" I said, snapping out of my thoughts. I started grinding into her, basically humping as some people watching. People around here aren't use to girls dancing like this. Especially the girl's who are actually gay.
"Scotlyn, time to go," Billy said, coming out of nowhere as he yanked me away from Jane. "Hey! What the fuck!" I said as I tried pulling away but he was too strong.
"What the hell is your problem!?" I said, still trying to pull back but he ended up pulling me out of the party, towards Eddie's van which Eddie is already in.
"Where was she?" Eddie asked. "Grinding on Jane like a fucking whore," Billy replied in an angry tone as he opened Eddie's van door and pushed me in.
Before I could turn around and jump out, he closed it and Eddie locked the door. "What the hell!" I yelled as I hit the door.
I sat down and crossed my arms, giving up. I'm not even drunk and they're taking me home. I was just getting started with having some fun.
"Calm down, princess," Eddie said as Billy hopped in the van. "Why is he here?" I asked. He has his own car he came here with. He can drive home.
"We went to drop my car off at home. We came back to get you and just as I expected, you were grinding your ass on Jane," Billy said, making me roll my eyes.
"Okey, and!? I'm single and she's my girl!" I shouted. I'm tired of Billy being pissed at me for doing shit he has no right to be pissed off at.
"Your girl? When did you tell me this?" Eddie asked. "Well, she's not my girl but we're very close and it's fine for me to grind on her like non-gay girls do," I said.
"The difference is, is that you and Jane fuck. You let her fuck you like her little slut with her strap. Is that what it's called? Yeah... That's the fucking problem!" Billy said.
"I still don't know why you care," I said, low. "Because he pleases you, Scotlyn. God, you're fucking slow," Eddie said as he backed up out of the driveway then drove off.
"You told him!?" I yelled at Billy. "Duh," Billy said as he and Eddie laughed. "Fucking bitch!" I yelled as I crawled over to him and wrapped my arm around his neck.
"What the fuck!" Billy choked as Eddie laughed at how pathetic Billy looked. "Fucking-" Billy choked as he quickly turned around and pushed me back.
"I'm fucking tired of your ass," Billy said as he hopped in the back with me. "Can you guys just chill out for once? You guys don't need to fake hate each other anymore. I know!" Eddie said.
"Tell her that then!" Billy said. "Fuck you, motherfucker," I said, low, not knowing what else to say. My attitude is very unnecessary. Like always…
Eddie quickly stopped the car, placed it in park then hopped in the back. I rolled my eyes at the two as I relaxed.
"How about we clear the air and talk about what we hate about each other?" Eddie asked. I wouldn't even know what to say. I don't have anything against billy. Nothing at all.
"I fucking hate that you'll let me finger fuck you, eat you out but won't make the move and show me that you want me. It's annoying as fuck," Billy said.
"You let Jane fuck you with that fake shit so you might as well let me give you the real thing. I'm not going to brag Scotlyn, I just- I've been wanting to do this shit with you for so long," Billy said.
"You won't tell people like you didn't tell people at school that we're a thing?" I asked, sarcastically. "I only said we were a thing, as in dating, not fucking, Scotlyn!" Billy shouted.
"Damn. Aggressive much," I laughed. Eddie shook his head as he leaned back against the car door. He knows I don't take a lot of things seriously. That's one thing Billy hates.
"Why can't you just shut up for once!?" Billy yelled at me. I stayed silent at how angry he looked. His face is getting red and his veins are showing almost everywhere.
"I just-" I tried saying. "Shut up! You tease me! You don't listen! You grind on other people! You wear risky shit! I hate that whore shit!" Billy yelled.
I looked at Eddie because he basically just called me a whore. Why is Eddie, my best friend, letting him say this about me?
"Eddie..." I said, wanting him to say something but he just lifted his shoulders and dropped them. Everything about teasing Billy is true.
"He's not going to do shit. He's actually the one that came to me about your bitchy attitude," Billy said as he started making his way toward me.
"What are you talking about?" I asked as I backed up. "Munson here tells me all about your nasty attitude and how he can't control it," Billy said.
"What? E-Eddie, I'm not trying to come off rude, Eddie," I said. They both laughed. "I know you're not but it pisses me off. Even when I yell at you, your attitude stays the same," Eddie said.
"Maybe you're pissed that you haven't gotten dick or something, I don't know, but Hargrove here is the perfect solution to your bitch attitude," Eddie said, causing my eyes to widen. He never talks to me like that.
"Don't be surprised the freak of Hawkins is speaking to you like that. Just look at you, Scotlyn. You're attitude's shitty, you dress like a fucking tramp and you open your legs so fucking easy for me," Billy expressed.
"I'm not a tramp or a whore, I just- I just like dressing the way I dress," I said. "For me, isn't that right? To piss me off and to tease me, huh?" He asked. He's currently in front of my face. He's so intimating.
"Since Eddie here's too scared to put you in your place, I'll do it for him," Billy said as he grabbed my ankles and yanked me forward, causing my upper body to fall back against the van floor.
"Wait, Billy!" I said as my heart started racing. What is he going to do to me? I know he won't hurt me but he can't "punish" me in front of Eddie. My best friend.
"Billy, stop!" I yelled as I slapped him across his face, making him freeze in place. I didn't mean to slap him and I don't want him to stop. It was just a reflex. I'm so fucking shy about this.
Billy quickly connected his right hand with my neck as he started unbuckling his jeans. "I'm sick and tired of you and your attitude," Billy hissed. He's defiantly angrier than he usually is.
"Is your attitude checked yet, princess?" Eddie chuckled with an evil grin across his face. He's most defiantly enjoying this.
"Fuck you," I choked. Of course I didn't mean it but I said it anyways because that's how I am. "That's that bitch attitude that we're talking about," Billy spat, inches away from my face. He leaned back up and then took himself out of his jeans.
Will I even be able to take that in me? He's so big and I'm so tight. I can barely even take his fingers...
"All thoughts running through your head, huh? Don't stress, baby. I bet you're already soaked like always," Billy ripped my panties off viciously, without warning, causing me to gasp.
"And she is," Billy muttered as he stared at my folds. He looks so lost at the sight of me even though he's seen it plenty of times. "She's so wet," Eddie said as he made his way over to us.
"She's always like this. Have a taste, Munson" Billy offered so he did. My best friend wiped two fingers in between my slit, causing a slight moan to escape my mouth.
"So sweet... Who would have thought?" Eddie said. He looks so proud. Like he's proud that I taste good. "I wonder what her moans sound like," Eddie said. He's so interested in his best friend being fucked. Why does he want to see me like this so badly? It's kind of giving me a feeling in my stomach. A good feeling.
"You heard that, babe? Show Munson how pretty your little moans sound and maybe I'll go easy," Billy said as he looked into my eyes. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you," Billy said. He's still trying to show his soft side. That's why I keep coming back to him. He's so charming, yet, aggressive.
Billy strocked his length as he began to line himself up to my entrance. He's watching my breathing get heavier, the closer he gets.
"So fucking pathetic," Billy muttered, acting like he was pissed off, to set the mood, as he made his way to push into me slowly. he watched as my head tilted back and how my moans had a hard time escaping my throat from his hand around my neck.
"Fuck!" He grutned, finally burying his cock deep into me. "Billy!" I cried out and kicked. He feels so much better than Jane's strap. Holly fuck!
"Your first time is going to end up all filled up by me. You're too tight to pull out of in time. Hell, I probably already pre-came in your wet cunt" he dirty-talked as his hips started colliding against mine.
"Should a fuck a baby into you, sweet thing? Just tell me and I'll bread your pretty little pussy" Billy said as he fucked harder.
"Y-Yes, please, cum in me, please!" I begged. He and Eddie looked at each other, surprised at my words then laughed like they accomplished something.
"That's what we want to hear. Are you gonna let us fuck you like a little slut, now that you've finally opened your little pussy up, for me?" Billy asked as he let my neck go to hold himself up.
"Yes," I whined, trying not to sound too needy but I am. I'm very needy right about now. "What a fucking whore you are," Billy voiced as he leaned down toward my face.
"I bet if I fucked my cum in you every day, it still wouldn't be enough for you, huh, you cock drunk, whore?" Billy spoke, now slowly deep stroking into me.
"Mhmm, take my fucking cock, bitch. Take it until I feel like I'm done fucking your slutty cunt" Billy cussed like he's never cussed before.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I moaned out loud as I came all over him without warning. It feels to good. "Mhm, fuck yeah! Right there, huh? I'm right at your spot, baby?" Billy slightly moaned, letting me know he was close.
"Fuck, baby. You're so fucking wet now, a-and tight. I could just — fuck — I could just cum in you all fucking day," Billy groaned as his liquid started feeling me.
"Fucking hell," Billy said as he pulled out of me and flopped on the side of me. I can feel how warm he is in me. Some cum is even making its way out of my hole.
"Fuck..." Eddie moaned low. I quickly looked up to see my best friend jerking himself off. "Mmm" he moaned, shutting his eyes as he came all over his chest and hand.
I slowly got up and crawled over to him, wanting to try something out and see if he'd let me. "What, Scotlyn?" he asked in an embarrassed voice.
I stayed silent as I removed his right hand from his cock and connected my right with it instead. I looked up at him with innocent eyes as I slowly pulled my tongue out. He groaned low at the sight of me like this.
I slowly licked around his cock then wrapped my mouth around his cock. "Scotlyn, baby, fuck!" Eddie pathetically moaned. I can how sensitive he is because his legs are twitching.
"She got fucked and now she's cock drunk," Billy spoke as he crawled next to us and sat down to watch. "Y-Yeah," Eddie tried laughing but it ended up coming out as a whimper as I picked up my paste. I just can't get enough, now.
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