#Heather Halloway

[bill-the-bise]

i know its a rarepair but i can't stop thinking about past chrissy/heather

[sunchasedkiss]

Carol and Tommy! Give them an actual exit like real characters that existed if you’re gonna alt + delete them from the show you cowards!

thinking about the scene where flayed Billy and Heather take out the Holloways, and how, if the duffers had been planning ahead, they could have run with that since Henry ended up having Parental Issues.

They could have had flayed children taking down their shitty parents left right and center, so Henry could play out his parricidal fantasies over and over. It could have been very Children of the Corn creepy (they could have killed off Neil rather than having him just vanish in a convenient puff of smoke even).

There's actually so many different, really strong directions they could have gone with the Flayed, but instead they were just kind of there, with no strong thematic purpose. Waste!

[littlexdeaths]

the car trouble saga continues…

older brother’s best friend eddie x fem reader

you can find parts one-three on the masterlist below!

it’s a recipe for disaster masterlist.

you will your breathing to slow as you walk alongside eddie to your front door. letting your fingertips brush as you walk, and it feels like you’re in a dream.

you had expected him to laugh off your offer, but he agreed almost too eagerly. was it just wishful thinking on your part?

or did he want this too?

you’re completely lost in your thoughts as you unlock the front door with shaky hands. while he seems as casual as ever, eddie is just as nervous as you are— he’s just much better at hiding it.

“so uh, where’s sid at anyway?” he asks softly as he kicks off his reeboks by the front door.

while eddie had spent the greater part of his teenage years in this house, he’s never seen it so quiet. it’s unusual. but not as unusual as being alone with his best friend’s little sister.

“working, or he’s with heather.” you shrug.

heather halloway, your brother’s better half.

“and your parents?”

while it embarrassed the hell out of you that you were still 20 years old and living with your folks, you really couldn’t afford to move out on your own yet.

“gone for the weekend, celebrating their wedding anniversary.” you hum, looking back at him over your shoulder.

eddie swallows thickly, and it finally dawns on him just how alone you two really are.

he follows you into the kitchen, flicking the overhead light on when you head towards the fridge.

“are you hungry? or thirsty? i think i might have some leftover—” your rambling is cut short when you turn and he’s suddenly right beside you.

he’s close. so fucking close that you can feel the heat radiating from his chest. eddie takes a step forward, backing you against the kitchen island. he rests one hand on the counter by your hip, and the other reaches up to cup your cheek. there’s a look of determination in his eyes as his tilts his head towards you.

and then you feel his lips brush against yours.

you’re in shock, body completely frozen as he presses his lips more firmly against yours. but when he feels how stiff you are, he stops immediately. a look of embarrassment crosses over his features when he takes a step back.

“oh shit, fuck. i read this whole thing wrong. i’m so sorry. god, please don’t say anything to sid, he’ll kill me—”

now you’re the one cutting off his worried rambling with your lips, gripping his t-shirt in your fists. eddie recovers quickly, immediately pulling you closer by your belt loops. his lips are softer than you expected, and they mold against yours almost too perfectly.

you can still taste the last cigarette on his tongue, and the sweat from his upper lip as you kiss him harder. it’s the most intoxicating combination and you just want more, more, more.

and more he gives you.

eddie’s grip on your hips tightens and suddenly he’s lifting you up onto the counter. he fits snugly between your open thighs, ringed fingers slipping up and underneath the hem of your blouse. you don’t know where he ends and you begin, but you can’t find it within yourself to care.

not when he’s kissing you like his life depends on it.

but it all comes crashing down in an instant when the front door swings open, and your brothers voice rings out into the empty house.

“mouse? you home?”

[thatdumbmexicanbimbo]

everyone was sword fighting in her mouth.

Perv!Mean!Bully!Eddie Munson x Bimbo!thick!latina reader

A/N:*INHALES LOUDLY* I cannot stand the lack of people, writing for latina's, SO I'm just gonna write myself *grins evil like*, but with a twist, HEATHERS AU!!, Eddie is ram Sweeney bc he's my fav, and reader is like Veronica Sawyer in the situation :P, Chrissy is heather McNamara, Nancy is heather duke, heather Halloway is heather Chandler!

WARNINGS: SMUT!!, NONCON,drugging ,impiled oral sex(F only), virgin reader!, PIV

you wonder how your life would be if you stayed in New Jersey, you sighed as you unloaded your boxes to your new house.. well trailer, you and your papa have been slightly struggling, your pink suitcase was heavy so your papa came to help, it wasn't a shabby trailer it was quite expensive, 3 bedrooms and 1 bathroom was okay for you and your dad.

Now it was your first day , you've been to racists schools your whole life, casually getting rude remarks on your weight and race, but ever since you moved away from Hawkins temporarily, you can't shake the thrill of coming back!, you struggled, to slide your white skirt on, you made sure your thong wasn't peaking out so your dad wouldn't see, you put on a lacy white bra obviously!! a push up, a pink tube top,and cute black backpack a bow on the zipper!

When you arrived you got loads of flattering and a few un-flattered looks, you just looked at your schedule, you go to your locker number

seeing a woman already there, but the sudden turn around revealed a long-haired man, "Whats with the staring,baby doll?" he chirped,

"my apologies, I'm confused on how to open my locker? I forgot how, I use to be at this school I just moved but came back for personal family issues", he looks you and up down scanning your hot thick body up n down,

"you ain't new then?". you nod meekly, "ah okay, well let me tell ya sweetheart I don't recall seeing you 'round these halls" he says while pulling a cigarette out, you look away embarrassed,

"I was slightly overweight, glasses and baggy clothes..i-i was called chunky y/n.." you say stuttering,

he looks at you "oh now I know you, you looked HIDEOUS, those glasses were not for you" he says chuckling, his smile fading seeing your face form a frown,

"is a pretty face and body all that matters to you?"you say annoyed,

"well, what else is there to offer?", you scoff and storm away, fucking guy judging your body fucking looking at you like a pervert.

you skip your 3rd period class, your lip liner was fading, fashion emergency!, you reapply your lip-gloss as 3 girls walk in, one of them goes into a stall and forces themselves to throw up, another girl trails behind another, LOUD RETCHING NOISES, "god Nancy hurry up!" the main girl shouts checking her pores

a teacher walks in to use the restroom, "what are you lady's doing out of class??", you were quick to write fake passes after you recognized your first period teacher's handwriting and signature, you quickly hand the 3 girls one and say

"um Ms Burn-ham gave us each a bathroom note" you show the teacher, "oh very well you ladies stay out of trouble" she said as she exited the bathroom

"sick forgery, thanks for helping" the main one says, "the name's Heather Holloway, i'm pretty popular, among the school",

the second one chirps up, "ugh didn't even bother to introduce us Heather, i'm Nancy wheeler, and this is Chrissy Cunningham", Chrissy waves shyly,

"I see you being a popular girl stick with me and you'll be on top of the other low-life losers" heather says wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

a month has gone by heather wasn't fully wrong you were popular with her guidance, But so much people noticed you finally, even that sick pervert hasn't stopped trying, you were laying lazily on your bed, and get a call from Chrissy, "y/n I need help i'm at the cemetery"

before you could respond Chrissy hangs up you made your way to the cemetery, you see Chrissy in her car

, "uh why is uh Eddie munson passed out?" you questioned

"well nancy, steve,eddie, and I were ya know hanging out and they dung into the booze, then Nancy and Steve were together and Eddie tried hooking up with me..and he wouldn't stop trying to grope me..." she says blankly

"so after all this happened why'd you call me??" you say tugging at your annoying socks

"oh well that was the deal, if I called you Eddie promised to leave me alone"

"SO you avoided date rape by volunteering ME for date rape?"

"gosh you make it sound so ugly"

eddie groans drunkly, "HEYYYY Y/NNN, I WAITED HOURS FOR YOU!!"

he passed out, Nancy comes from Steve's car, him attached to her while she buttons her skirt, "Chrissy, open the door" she says sharply

"UGHH don't leave me like this baby!!" Steve whines. he lays on the grounded passing along-side Eddie

Eddie rises, when Chrissy and Nancy drive away, "so you're my reward huh" he says says while smirking

"as if , you have a left hand use it" you reply with disgust you hear a noise off in the distance looking away.

he whimpers, but replies, "there's some alchol left?" he was quick to slip in a roofie

"welp this Friday was shit i'll take it" you chug it down

"I don't feel so awesome" you pass out but Eddie catches you

"oh trust me sweetheart you will soon.."

your eyes flutter open, still in a ditzy unable to move trance, you feel an odd stomach twisting feeling between your thighs, a long- haired man between your thick thighs, you cry as he shoves fingers into you, you gush out more slick and cum

"fucking naughty girl, getting her tiny unused cunt violated, n getting wet off it, pathetic" he says degrading you

you whimper, and try moving or screaming unable to from the roofies effects, he tugs his boxers down, aligning his cock to your virgin cunt, you sniffle as he shoves his cock in, he thrusts uncaring if you're enjoying it

"so fucking tight, mmm yea just for me, fucking bitch you rejected me??, I don't fucking think so, you are enjoying this you're clenching go ahead slut, cum for me, cum on my cock"

you sqeaul and cream on his cock. after this everything fades to black

you awaken in your bedroom, you walk into your bathroom, hickeys everywhere, bruises, you sniffle knowing it wasn't a dream..

you arrive at school seeing Nancy cleaning out heather Holloway's locker, you heard she was kidnapped by billy who also died or dissappeared,

"jeez what are you rummaging for??" you say

"a little respect, I'm cleaning out a loved ones locker" Nancy scowls at you

"I don't think heather would want you going through her stuff-"

"lets not focus on me right now, more about your new reputation, Eddie n Steve have been telling the whole school about a scandalous little three way last night after Chrissy and I left" she said smirking

"there was no three way, I don't even recall doing anything with either of them-" you get off by the boys giggling

"THEY"RE WAS A BIG SWORD FIGHT IN HER MOUTH DUDE!!"

"MY BIG SALAMI BENT HER LIKE ORIGAMI!!" they both cheered

you ran into the bathroom crying terribly.. it was just a rumor but what could you do..

possible part 2?

[sunchasedkiss]

I support their wrongs.

[mrprettywhenhecries]

✦ Name ✦ Winrey "Win" Jane Lewis

✦ Face claim ✦ Kailee Morgue

✦ Age ✦ 18 (in 1984)

✦ Birthdate ✦ 10/01/1967

✦ Zodiac Sign ✦ Libra

✦ Orientation ✦ Bisexual & Polyamourous

✦ Love interest(s) ✦ Billy Hargrove & Steve Harrington

[Read her story: I Don't Think You Notice • tumblr | ao3 ] Note: I'm going to be rewriting/changing parts of this fic soon, since just as I had started writing the third part the Steve thirst hit hard and I decided I wanted to change it from just a Billy/oc fic to Billy/oc/Steve fic. Look for the updated first chapter soon!

✦ Friends ✦ Tina, Carol, Vicky (ex friends), Heather Halloway, Max Mayfield, Robin Buckley, Dustin Henderson, Eddie Munson

✦ Occupation ✦ high school senior, works part time at Sam Goody when Starcourt opens, after the mall closes she gets a receptionist job at the mechanic shop Billy also works at.

✦ Physical Appearance ✦ 5’1", 110lbs, petite, grey eyes, bleached blonde hair in a short bob with bangs and darker roots, pierced lip (right side), small stick & poke tattooed star on left temple

✦ Likes ✦ horror films, sleeping in, mint chocolate chip ice cream & chocolate cake, muscle cars (especially her dad's 69' Chevelle COPO 427), swimming, loud music, collecting chintz, stargazing

✦ Dislikes ✦ bugs, fake friends, small towns, being lied to, being underestimated, algebra, spiders/bugs, spicy food, pineapple on pizza, the anniversary of her mom's death

✦ Vices ✦ smoking, weed, whiskey, driving too fast, public/semi-public sex, partying, not wearing pants when home alone

✦ Personality ✦ loyal, determined, street smart, witty, flirtatious, stealthy, moody, aloof, quick to shut people out, stubborn, holds grudges, jealous

✦ Favorite Bands ✦ Blondie, Billy Idol, Pat Benatar, Heart, KISS, Tom Waits, Van Halen, Judas Priest, Fleetwood Mac, Black Sabbath

✦ Favorite Movie(s) ✦ Mad Max, Blade Runner, The Lost Boys, Halloween, Better Off Dead

✦ Backstory ✦ Originally from Chicago, Win lost her mother, Ellery, as a teenager, leaving her lost and embittered. Not long after her mother’s passing, unable to process his own grief, her father, David, threw himself into his work, spending long hours away from home and leaving Win unsupervised most of the time. In an attempt to ignore her predicament and fill the void inside her, Win similarly found things to distract herself, mostly vandalism and sex.

At the beginning of her senior year, Win's father was offered a job at Hawkins Lab and he accepted, relocating the two of them to the rural town, hoping the change of scenery would be good for her, and Win was quickly branded as the popular new girl. Though Win couldn't really stand the "friends" she made, she figured it was better than being a loner. Little did she know how much everything would change with the arrival of Billy Hargrove.

[ See her Full Bio Here! 💚✨]

[roanofarcc]

STRANGER THINGS PARTY SLASHER!AU

“It saddens me deeply to inform you all of the tragic deaths of Eddie Munson, Heather Halloway, and Chrissy Cunningham. The cause of their death is still under investigation, but the Hawkins P.D has been hard at work and ensures us that your safety is their top priority.”

max leaned over El and spoke to the line of her friends that occupied the bleachers with the rest of the Hawkins High student body. “Cause unknown my ass.”

“you think it’s the Hawkins Slasher?” dustin asked nervously.

mike rolled his eyes. “you think having something has exciting as a serial killer in town we’d give him a better name.”

will nudged mike’s shoulder and shot him a frown of disapproval before he said, “I thought that was just some story made up to get kids to stay out of the woods?”

“three murdered kids doesn’t sound like some made up story,” lucas sighed.

el shook her head gravely. “no. hopper was on the phone last night. it sounds bad. it’s something really bad.”

[st-rarepair-minibang]

Posting started this week!

You can see our collection on AO3 here:

In addition, we will be reblogging all the fics and art posted here on tumblr by our participants.

Please check out the collection and read the fics, check out the art, and leave comments and kudos.

Below is a list of all the pairings you can look forward to reading about from this event.

(note that pairings with '/' are romantic and pairings with '&' are platonic)

General Audiences:

1. El Hopper/Max Mayfield (author: what_in_thefuck, artist: jesterpietro) 2. Ted Wheeler/Murray Bauman (author: mischevious_oddity, artist: madaboutmunson)

Teen and Up

1. Eddie Munson & Max Mayfield, Steve Harrington & Max Mayfield (author: stupidwithsteddie, artist: pinklunamoth 2. Wayne Munson/Principal Higgins (author: madaboutmunson, artist: mischevious_oddity) 3. Robin Buckley/Chrissy Cunningham (author: camoflagedlove, artist: mischevious_oddity) 4. Heather Halloway/Robin Buckley (author: greatunironic, artist: babywaves) 5. Chrissy Cunningham/Gareth (author: ktplier, catharticbites, artist: kcdjemani) 6. Will Byers/Gareth (author: ghxst_of_you, artist: kcdjemani) 7. Max Mayfield & Eddie Munson (author: KenzieFive, artist: werew0rm) 8. Eddie Munson/Jonathan Byers (author: secretly_a_spacecadet, artist: babywaves) 9. Will Byers/Gareth (author: tinkerbclla, artist: jesterpietro)

Explicit

1. Carol Perkins/Robin Buckley (author: maraschinobomb, artist: babywaves) 2. Nancy Wheeler/Robin Buckley/Chrissy Cunningham (author: cuntthefreak, artist: babywaves) 3. Eddie Munson/Jonathan Byers/Argyle (author: girlwith1eye, artist: rrrraatt)

[decimalpointed]

People go to Steve Harrington to lose their virginity.

He's not sure how it started, but somewhat early on, between his second and third raging house party and well before he actually has had a proper girlfriend, he becomes known as good in the sack.

Which, okay, he doesn't wanna toot his own horn but the girls he has been with seemed to enjoy it but honestly he hasn't had that much experience so he isn't sure why the whole school suddenly seems to think he's some sex God.

Heather Halloway is the one who finally gives him a clue as they are cuddling in post coital content. She's not a blushing virgin by any means, but then again neither is he.

"I wish I could've lost it to you." She hums, contemplative with a little smile. She's beautiful, and he's glad she's down for laying together lazily afterwards. It's his favorite part.

"Oh yeah? Whys that?"

"You're sweet Steve." She sounds wistful and almost sad. "And you're safe."

Of course he's safe. Teen pregnancy is no joke, and there's no way he is gonna risk knocking up anyone. His father would kill him.

"Yeah I would hope so. Can you imagine me a dad? If a baby puked on me I'd probly puke on it right back."

Heather looks startled for a moment, almost confused, before bursting out with laughter. She snorts in a way thats kinda cute, and Steve laughs with her even when she sighs and says "Oh Steve," in a tone that means he is being a little dumb.

Steve's used to being a little dumb, so he doesn't think much of it.

Some girls are bold and up front, announcing to him that they are virgins and that he is going to change that. He likes when they lay their cards on the table like that. It takes the chase out of it, but instead there's this little thrill that he gets when girls are a little forward, a little bossy. Its hot.

Some girls are shy, nervous. They don't ever outright tell him they havnt done this before, but its easy to read the signs. Steve may be almost flunking English but he thinks if reading body language was a class, then he would finally be an A+ student. Its an entirely different thrill with shy girls because its so satisfying to see them relax into pleasure, to let go and just feel.

Steve Harrington falls in love for the first time to Nancy Wheeler. He takes her virginity and for the first time it actually means something to him. He doesn't realize until a year later, running away from Tina's party trying to hold back tears, that it hadn't meant anything to her.

(Might continue this later, just a thought that was too long to put in a tweet.)

[marypsue]

Ahh I am late to your last two sneak peaks but !!! I love the Robin reveal! And also the heather halloway chapter is so intriguing bc it really reveals what’s so fun about an AU, where there’s a tension between the canon events and the infinite permatuations possible!! ( also unrelated but your original work sounds very fun and makes me wish that I read more horror)

Anon! Have I told you lately how much I appreciate seeing your asks and hearing your thoughts and your enthusiasm? Because I appreciate it a lot! I hope you're feeling better (if I'm not mixing you up with another anon who mentioned having a bout with covid relatively recently).

Thank you! I was on the fence about sharing that Robin piece as a sneak peek because it is a reveal, but...that scene's also in the very first chapter, so. We did enough 'will-she-won't-she, what's she hiding' back and forth in the second fic. It's time for Robin Buckley to get to have superpowers.

And you've put your finger on one of my favourite things about writing AUs! Because you can usually pretty safely assume that your audience is familiar with the source material (even though some wild maniacs read stuff for canons they know nothing about, godspeed you crazy bastards (respectful)), there are a shared set of expectations already set up going in. And then you can either lean on that, or play with that, and use it to lead your audience (or mislead them, if you're evil). Or some combination of the above.

Gosh I love AUs.

(Also thank you thank you thank you for the compliment about my original stuff, and full respect to your reading preferences. No pressure or anything, but if you're not feeling the horror genre, I do have some original stuff that isn't horror!)

[bill-the-bise]

i know its out there but i hc that chrissy's first crush on a girl was heather halloway

[thestrangestthings]

My name is Steve and these are my boyfriends Jonathan, Billy, and Eddie and this is Eddie's girlfriend Chrissy and this is Chrissy and Eddie's boyfriend Jason and this is Chrissy's girlfriend Robin and this is Robin's girlfriends Heather, Vickie and Nancy and Jonathan is also Nancy's boyfriend, and this is Billy and I's boyfriend Tommy, and Heather and Chrissy are also Billy's girlfriends, and this is Billy and Jonathan's boyfriend Argyle and this is Argyle's girlfriend Eden, and this is Jonathan's little brother Will and these are Will's boyfriends Lucas and Mike, and this is Lucas's girlfriends Max and Max's girlfriend El and Lucas' boyfriend Dustin, and this is Dustin's girlfriend Suzie, and this is El's dad Hopper, and this is Hopper's girlfriend Joyce (Who is also Will's mom) and his boyfriend Enzo, and this is Joyce's girlfriend Karen, and this is Hopper and Joyce's boyfriend Alexei, and this is Alexei's boyfriend Murray.

[pansexualeleven]

@mrsblackruby​ I got you

au where the four go to Hawkins summer camp together their junior year. it was supposed to be a normal summer, swinging from ropes into lakes, sneaking kisses behind the cabins. An entire two months away from rules and responsibility. It was going to be great.

If only Tommy Hagan hadn’t gotten beheaded in the dining hall.

[harringrovetrashrat]

Brother, Can You Spare Some Bells?

“Okay,” Steve said, standing in Billy’s doorway. Billy looked up from his switch, raising a brow at his roommate. His insanely cute, sexy, and sweet roommate he totally did not have a crush on, thanks. “I have a proposition for you.”

“Hurry it up,” Billy grunted, looking back at his switch. “I have a Smash battle starting in a second against Max and if she gets the upper hand--”

“If I give you a blow job will you give me 1,000,000 bells in Animal Crossing?” Steve said it in a rush, a light flush on his cheeks. Billy’s brain short circuited. He gaped at Steve, mouth hanging open, eyes wide. For a split second, Billy’s conscience and self preservation were the loudest in his brain, screaming This is a bad idea! Don’t let your crush suck your dick, you live together! Luckily, they were easily silenced by the horny side of his brain, as well as the side that made him sabotage himself.

“Seriously?” Billy asked, because this had to be a joke. Like, Steve was bi, he knew that, but Billy was pretty sure he wasn’t Steve’s type. He’d seen him go out with petite brunettes and some stockier ones, but cut blondes? Steve just didn’t date guys who looked like Billy. Which was fine. Really. “Like, I’m not on Pranked or something?”

“Why would Pranked ask someone to give a blow job? They couldn’t air that--” Steve shook his head. “No, that’s not the point.” He bit his lip and looked Billy in the eye again. “I’m serious. I’m trying to get a full theme and I just don’t have the bells, and no one is buying my radishes--”

“Okay, okay,” Billy chuckled, turning off his switch before texting Max that something came up and he’d be on to play later. He got an immediate response but chucked his phone to the side, focusing on Steve. “If you’re serious, I mean like, I’m not gonna say no.” He gave a sleazy grin, masking the fact that his heart was beating incredibly fast. It wasn’t like Billy’d dreamed of this since he’d met Steve. Wasn’t like he’d imagined all the different kinds of things he’d do to Steve, or have Steve do to him. Wasn’t like he’d imagined them on dates and building a life together. Billy definitely didn’t lie awake at night wondering if there was a way to get Steve to live with him forever, no siree.

“Really?” Steve asked, perking up a little. “You don’t think it’s--”

“Harrington,” Billy said, sucking a breath. “If you don’t wanna do this, you can just like, buy me a fucking pizza--” But before Billy could finish his sentence, Steve was climbing onto his bed. Billy’s mouth went dry and he shoved his excitement down as best he could. He was already getting a little hard, just watching Steve settle between his legs. Billy propped himself up against the headboard, swallowing thickly. He had to play it cool. Steve gently pulled Billy’s sweats down with his pointer fingers, smirking a little when he saw that Billy was already chubbing up.

“Excited?” He teased.

“I haven’t gotten action in a while, Harrington, don’t flatter yourself.” It wasn’t a total lie. Billy did what he needed with random hook ups, but in the past week he’d been without. Especially after he moaned Steve’s name with the last guy that he’d fucked around with. Seemed like asking for trouble.

“Sure,” Steve said with a roll of his eyes. He was smiling though and when he looked back down at Billy’s half hard dick, he licked his lips. Billy had to bite his lip.

Steve’s tongue was wet, warm, and gentle as he licked a stripe up Billy’s shaft, cradling Billy’s dick in one hand. The other moved to grab Billy’s balls, groping them firmly. Billy let out a shuddery breath, unable to tear his eyes away from where Steve was giving the head kitten licks. He stroked Billy, playing with his foreskin, running his tongue along the inside of the skin around the head.

“Shit,” Billy hissed, gripping the sheets in his fists. Steve looked up and smirked before doing the same thing again. He pulled his hand up, bunching the foreskin around the head so he could tongue underneath, pulling the skin back to take the head into his mouth. Billy watched, breath coming in short as his dick steadily filled out. This was… Billy knew a blow job done to get the job done. Knew the urgency and near disinterest that came with it. Steve was enjoying himself. He was taking his time, eyes closed as he bobbed on Billy’s cock. He slurped around the shaft, pulling off to kiss along the vein on the underside, gently scraping his teeth along the velvety skin.

It took all of Billy’s strength not to grab Steve by the hair.

Steve panted against Billy’s groin, breath hot and wet as he kissed at the base. He slowly kissed his way up, pulling Billy’s foreskin down to kiss the edge of the head, making Billy’s toes curl and his fists pull at the sheets. Billy let out a breathy moan, torn between squeezing his eyes shut and keeping them open so he could burn this image into his brain. The way Steve’s mouth looked, slick with spit, red and so soft. Fuck-- The way his fingers looked, gripping Billy’s wet and throbbing cock, pulling down the skin so he could makeout with the head of Billy’s dick. His breath came in shorter as Steve tongued the slit, pulling back to spit into his hand a few times before stroking Billy’s cock in time with his kitten licks. His eyes were closed, cheeks flushed, and Billy let himself pretend for just a moment that this was more than it was.

Steve chose that moment to look up, brown eyes blown with lust. He pressed the flat of his tongue against the head, slowly dragging Billy’s dick down. It was too much.

Billy gasped, breath hitching on a quiet moan as he came, shooting onto Steve’s tongue and upper lip, some hitting his cheek. Steve’s eyes fluttered shut and he let out a quiet moan, sucking the tip to get every last drop he could.

“Fuck, dude, sorry,” Billy panted, trying to catch his breath. “Shit, I didn’t--” Steve just pinched his hip, making Billy swat at his hand.

“It’s fine,” Steve said, voice rough. He smiled, swiping the jizz on his face off with his thumb. He brought it to his mouth, sucking it off with a pop. “Seriously fine.” Billy pulled his sweats back up, glad he was sitting down or his knees might have been too shaky.

“1,000,000 you said?” Billy asked, breathless and trying not to panic. Steve got up, tying his sweater around his waist.

“I think that’s fair,” Steve said with a grin. Billy looked up at him with a blank look, making Steve chuckle as he ducked out of Billy’s room. “I’ll let you know when you can visit my island and see what your sugar daddy money did!” He shouted.

Billy ignored how hot his face was and sent Steve 2,000,000 bells before pulling his blankets around him and calling Heather.

“Billy, this is a horrible idea.” Heather was focused on painting her toenails, but her words were sharp and hit Billy right in his guilt.

“I know,” he groaned, leaning his head against the back of the couch. He held the bottle of polish out for her, so she could lean forward and dip into it without spilling. The couch had enough stains already. “But we both know I have absolutely no self control. There was no way I wasn’t gonna say yes to that.”

“If he asks again you have to say no.” Heather looked up when Billy didn’t reply. “No, Billy.”

“But I always luck out and I have like, so many bells and some kinda cool stuff maybe he’d want--”

“Then just gift it?” Heather said, going back to her toes. “I don’t see why you can’t just give it to him.”

“He’s got some complex, Heaths, you know that,” Billy sighed. “I once tried to give him a slice of pizza that I didn’t want, and he literally did the math to pay for the slice. Says his parents bailed him out enough he wanted to pay for his stuff on his own. Didn’t wanna flaunt his privilege.” Billy ran his free hand over his face. “I bet I made it awkward,” he grumbled. “I’m never gonna be able to look him in the eye again. It’ll just remind me--” He cut himself off, groaning. “Why am I an idiot?”

“‘Cause you think with your dick,” Heather replied with no hesitation. “It won’t be weird if you don’t let it happen again.”

It happened again. And again. And again.

Any time Steve wanted something in Animal Crossing that Billy had, he’d offer a blow job. Always a blow job. And Billy, like the sad sack he was, always said yes. It became a weekly occurrence. Happened enough that Billy didn’t even question it when Steve moved up after sucking him off, kissing Billy and sharing the taste of his cum. That also turned into a regular thing.

It was dangerous, this game they were playing. Billy thought maybe he’d be able to put his feelings aside and just let this happen. Just enjoy the feeling of getting to have Steve. Even if he didn’t. Not really. He just needed to remember that.

It was about a month later when the shit hit the fan.

“Steve, have you seen my red button up?” Billy called from his closet. Billy had really thought maybe he could separate his feelings from the blow jobs if he tried really hard, but once again, he’d been lying to himself. So, he’d gone on Grindr and gotten himself a date. A date that was gonna end, hopefully, in sex good enough for Billy to finally deny Steve. That maybe he’d be fucked out enough to not jump at the chance to see those red lips stretched around his dick.

Yeah, right.

“Yeah, it’s in the laundry room, hung up,” Steve replied. He was leaning against the kitchen counter as Billy went by, slurping some sweet milk from his bowl of cereal. “Why? You only wear it for fancy occasions.”

“I got a date,” Billy said, slipping his arms into the shirt. There was a clink and a smash from the kitchen, and Billy poked his head out of the laundry room. Steve had his back to him, shoulders tense, as he picked up the bowl shards. “Butter fingers much?” Billy teased. Steve just grunted, ignoring him as he angrily threw the shards away, grabbing a rag. “Jesus,” Billy grumbled, coming out of the laundry room as he buttoned his shirt. “What crawled up your ass.”

“Nothing,” Steve replied, curt and definitely pissed off about something. “Absolutely nothing.”

“That’s a fucking lie,” Billy scoffed, putting his hands on his hips with a frown. Steve just squeezed out the milk into the sink before going back to wipe up the rest. “Seriously, dude. You were fine like two seconds ago--”

“Oh my god!” Steve exclaimed, chucking the rag onto the linoleum with a wet slap. He whipped around, eyes all fire and fury. “Just go on your fucking date already! I’m fine.” And Billy didn’t have time for this. If Steve wanted to be a passive aggressive little bitch, Billy wasn’t gonna stick around for the tantrum.

“Don’t come crying to me later, Harrington,” Billy snapped, stomping back to his room. He swiped up his keys and shoved his wallet into his back pocket, slipping his phone into the other. After slipping on his jacket, Billy made his way to the front door, resolutely not looking in the kitchen. He could see Steve out of the corner of his eye, but ignored the weird stone settling in his stomach. Normally, Billy said something to the effect of see you later, because he had to. Didn’t wanna leave without the promise of coming back. But he was feeling hurt. Feeling petty. So he didn’t.

The date was horrible. The guy was way more boring than his profile, a huge dick, and so far up a pyramid scheme’s ass that he spent the whole date trying to convince Billy to take some exercise supplement or oil. He didn’t remember because he didn’t fucking care. The whole date the only thing he could think about was Steve. He hated leaving angry. They’d done that whole song and dance when they’d moved in together, butting heads immediately. They’d been mean to each other, rude and snarky, often having fights that lasted days.

But they’d moved past that. They’d sat down and talked it out and that had been the start of Billy moving past lusting for Harrington to actually wanting him. And Billy might have fucked it all up. Not that Harrington was making it easy, but Billy had once again been thinking with his dick.

The apartment was dark when he got back, which wasn’t weird necessarily, but it put Billy on edge. Steve was a night owl, lost track of time, but sometimes he’d crawl into bed early. Maybe today was one of those days. Billy checked his phone. It was barely past 9. It made something like worry clench around his lungs. Maybe Steve wasn’t here. His car had been in the lot, but maybe he’d gone on a walk.

The floorboards creaked as Billy made his way towards the back hall. Everything was quiet and heavy. Billy hated it. He knocked on Steve’s door.

“Harrington?” He asked. There was no response. Billy considered knocking again, but instead went into his room and shut the door. He sat on the edge of his bed and pulled off his boots. He sighed, heavy and hard, resting his head in his hands. “Shit.” Billy stood and took off his jeans and shirt, pulling on a pair of gym shorts. Maybe he’d wait up and see if Steve was out and about to come home. He wasn’t super tired anyway.

Billy was halfway through a bowl when Steve came home. He was stumbling, definitely drunk, and he squinted at Billy before scoffing. He kicked his shoes off, pushing the front door shut with a click.

“Thought-- Thought you woulda been out,” he slurred. He swayed a little on his feet sending an angry look Billy’s way. He really didn’t fucking get why.

“Guy was a total loser,” Billy grumbled, taking another hit. “Wouldn’t shut up about some bullshit pyramid scheme. Like I give a shit about that.” Steve snorted, pausing only a moment before making his way to the couch. He collapsed next to Billy, who held the pipe out to him. Steve took it and took a large hit, staring up at the ceiling.

“So why’d you even go?” His voice was small, sad. Billy looked at him, brow furrowed.

“What?”

“If he was a loser. Why’d you even go?” Steve was still staring at the ceiling, eyes sad. He sagged into the couch, all anger gone. Which wasn’t a great sign. Billy furrowed his brow.

“Are you okay?” Steve let out a bark of laughter, cold and mean.

“Doesn’t matter.”

“Fucking cut that out!” Billy snapped. Steve jumped a little, head lolling to look at Billy with wide eyes. “Your shit matters, Harrington. Stop pretending like it doesn’t. We’re friends, man.” Steve’s eyes clenched shut and he let out a shaky breath. Billy felt something a little cold grip his heart at how sad Steve looked about that.

“Yeah,” he murmured. “Friends.” Billy thought it might be the weed that made him say what he did.

“Do you… Not wanna be my friend?” He asked, tense. Steve furrowed his brow, giving Billy a weird look.

“What? Of course I wanna be your friend.”

“So why do you seem so upset about it?” Billy asked. He was confused. He was stoned. He was in love with a boy who didn’t love him back, and he just… He wanted the truth. Even if it was gonna hurt. Steve was quiet, eyes wide and vulnerable. They darted to Billy’s lips then back to his eyes.

“Because I wanna be more.” Billy sucked in a shocked breath, eyes going wide. Everything clicked into place. “I know… I know you don’t like… do relationships,” Steve grumbled, rubbing at his eye. “And this is my own fucking fault. I was the one who started this whole thing -- my island looks dope by the way, you still haven’t come to see it -- ‘cause I thought it’d help me like, get over you if I got it out of my system but--”

“--it just made it worse,” Billy finished for him, quiet. Steve nodded, swallowing and closing his eyes. Billy was trying to keep his heart from bursting out of his chest. Because he was so stupid. Because Steve had a lot of love languages, and Billy had been waiting for the words when he should have been paying attention.

“We should, uh, probably stop,” Steve forced out. His voice was still slurred, he was still incredibly drunk, and Billy wished he was sober so they could really have this conversation. “I can stay with Robin for a bit too, let you have some space, and we can make boundaries--”

“Steve,” Billy said. Steve’s voice dried up and he looked at Billy, scared and open and so fucking beautiful. “I only went out with that guy because I’ve been trying to get over you for months.” Steve’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped. “I’ve liked you since we met, and it only got worse. And then you asked to suck me off and I just--” Billy sighed, blushing. “You know I think with my dick.” Steve snorted, but flung an arm out, slapping around until he found Billy’s hand to hold.

“You do,” he replied.

“I’m so gone on you, Steve Harrington,” Billy sighed with a smile. “You don’t don’t even know, man.” Steve smiled back, shy and sweet.

“Aww,” he whispered. There was a pause before Steve pursed his lips and gave a nod. “Hey, you wanna grab the trash can, ‘cause I’m not gonna make it to the bathroom--” Billy grabbed the trash can from beside the couch, dumping its contents out and getting it under Steve’s head right before he puked. As Steve heaved, Billy rubbed his back, wondering how even this made his heart race.

“Let’s talk in the morning, yeah?”

All Steve could do was nod.

A week later, Billy was playing on his switch, battling Max, when Steve moved from beside him. He settled himself between Billy’s legs, licking his lips as he massaged at Billy’s dick. Billy grunted, eyes flicking away from the screen for only a moment.

“What do you want this time?” He asked. “It’ll have to wait till after this game.”

“Can’t I just suck my boyfriend off?” Steve teased. Billy snorted, but couldn’t hide his blush.

“You sure? I just got that couch thing you were talking about…”

“How about,” Steve said, stroking Billy’s hardening cock through his shorts, “We play a little game? I’ll hold your dick in my mouth, just a nice, light suck, and if you can be a good boy, as well as win the game,” Steve paused for effect with a smile. “Maybe I’ll let you cum.” Billy’s breath hitched and his dick kicked under Steve’s palm, making his smile grow.

“Yeah, okay, shit,” Billy breathed out.

And while Steve pulled down his shorts and slowly took Billy into his mouth, just holding him there, tongue moving on occasion and making Billy’s breath come in short, he thought about how far they’d come. Thought about how happy he was. About how Steve sucked his dick for fun now, not just the shit Billy would gift him in Animal Crossing (his island really was coming together nicely).

But then Steve sucked, and he didn’t think much at all.

[la0istouden]

Stranger Things Kids as things I've said

I did this for the mcu kids, now its time to do it for the stranger things kids.

Billy: Jokes on you, you'll never be as disappointed in me as my dad is.

Steve: The only straight i am is a straight up cutie.

Robin: My type in women is ones who look like they could kill me.

Nancy: Guns are like, cool in concept.

Jonathan: I wanna take a picture of a burger king sign and post it with the caption 'the moon looks beautiful tonight 😍'

Heather: Why do things happen?

Keith: Children are okay until they hit 7. That's when they learn what bullying is, and that they want to do it.

Tommy: My last braincell just wants alcohol

Carol: I know he's a douche but he's tall, what am I supposed to do? Not catch feels?

Dustin: Why is no one laughing, I'm hilarious.

Lucas: I promise I dont support the military, I'm just a poor eboy

Will: Hey can someone tell my brain to let me cry for more than 5 minutes before I feel numb.

El: Leggo my eggo, bitch.

Max: Who wants to go to the skatepark and slide down the ramps with me?

Mike: A d&d campaign but its just Pokemon. That's all.

Erica: See, but I'm not a lil bitch like you.

Holly: Sometimes i wish i knew what was going on.

[thehelleniclunarwitch]

Obsession (Billy Hargrove)

Billy Hargrove x Reader

Prompts: “They’re coming! Kiss me!” & “You’re mine to own, do you understand?”

Requested by: @fandomfaery

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Billy Hargrove scared the absolute shit out of her. He transferred in as the new kid at the start of the school year last year. He was quick to try and dethrone, your best friend, Steve Harrington, as the king of the school. Billy also intrigued her. He was completely different from anybody else at the school. 

Steve and Billy were a year ahead of you. So you were grateful to spend your senior year not being tormented by Billy, but you missed Steve. Throughout the school year, it had become your thing where Steve would pick you up and the two of you would do whatever the two of you got up to. 

When summer finally came, Steve tried getting you to take a job at Scoops Ahoy, but you had always been a lifeguard. On the first day of your shift, you wished you had taken Steve up on his offer when you saw that not only was Billy working as a lifeguard but the two of you were paired up on the schedule together. 

“Hey, you got it easy,” Heather said. 

You looked up at her as you finished applying your sunscreen. 

“What do you mean?” You asked her. 

“Billy stays to himself. I worked with him last summer. The old ladies fawn over him and he’s a bit of an ass, but he comes in does his duties and leaves. He never flakes out or makes you do all the work,” Heather explained. 

“Oh,” You said pushing your sunglasses up into your hair. 

Heather continued to go on and on about Billy. You stared at her with wide eyes. You could tell that she was definitely crushing on him. 

“I mean if he’s that good of a partner we could switch,” You offered. 

Heather beamed at the thought of your idea. 

You jumped when an arm fell around your shoulders. You looked up to see Billy standing there with a huge grin on his face. 

“Now, why would I allow that to happen? I’ve always wanted to get to know Harrington’s prized possession,” Billy teased. 

Heather giggled. You rolled your eyes. 

“I’m not his prized possession,” You scoffed pushing his arm off you. 

Sensing an argument about to happen, Heather wished you luck and jogged off to meet up with the others before CPR training. Billy stared down at you with his piercing blue eyes. 

“I know I’m an ass, but I’ve always been kind to you,” Billy said. 

This time it was you who laughed. “Right, teasing me all through my junior year and beating up my best friend is a great way to show how nice you are,”

“Hey, Harrington deserved everything he got,” Billy pointed out. 

“Right,” You said as you rolled your eyes. 

As you turned away from him to go and join the others for training, Billy grabbed a hold of your arm. You turned back to look at him. 

“I think I deserve a chance,” Billy said. 

You furrowed your brows in confusion. 

“Chance for what?” You asked him. 

“To get to know you. Take you out on a date,” Billy said. 

Your mouth fell open. 

“Wait, what? I thought you hated me,” You said in utter confusion. 

Billy’s eyes hardened. “Why would you think that?”

“Billy,” You said softly. “You teased me, taunted me, called me names, and told everyone the only reason why Steve was friends with me because he had hoped to get in my pants,”

“I was saying those things to get a rise out of Harrington,” Billy told you. 

“Yeah, well those words hurt me, Billy. I became fearful of you,” You said honestly. 

Billy let go of you in shock. 

“You’re scared of me?” Billy asked. 

“Hey, you two! Come on training is starting soon!” Heather shouted. 

“You’ve given me plenty of reasons to be scared of you,” You said before finally walking away from him and joining Heather. 

All through CPR training, you could feel Billy’s eyes on you. You did your best to ignore him. You stuck by Heather. She talked enough for the both of you. Tomorrow was the first day of the season. You were on the closing shift with Billy. 

At the end of the day, you were walking out of the women’s locker by yourself. Heather, Kate, and Zoe had already dressed and went to hang out with Adam. You were searching through your bag for your Walkman and headphones when you slammed into something hard. 

“Oof, sorry,” You mumbled as you looked up to see Billy smirking down at you. 

“I was wondering when you’d be coming out of there,” Billy said. 

You stood frozen in your spot. 

“What do you want from me, Billy?” You asked. 

“That right there is a loaded question, but for now I’d like to finish our conversation from earlier,” Billy said. 

“There’s nothing else to talk about,” You replied. 

“Sure there is. I’d really like to know why you won’t even give me a chance?” Billy asked you. 

“I, uh,” You stumbled over the right words. 

“Is it because of Harrington?” Billy asked. 

“What?” You said. 

“Are you Harrington a thing?” Billy asked. 

“No! God, I’m sick of people thinking that. You know a boy and a girl can be best friends without there being any romantic feelings,” You snapped. 

“Okay, fine, if it’s not because of Harrington then why not?” Billy asked again. 

You stood there unsure of what to even say. 

“They’re coming! Kiss me!” Billy suddenly shouted. 

“Wait, what?” You said in confusion. 

“You idiot,” Billy hissed as he slid his arms around your waist and pulled you in close. 

You didn’t even have the chance to fight him off or to yell at him. His lips connected with yours. Both of you closed your eyes, you felt yourself sinking into his touch. As you eased up, Billy pulled you in closer and you had no choice but to wrap your own arms around you. 

There was giggling and then everything around you went quiet. 

“Oh, he was serious,” Zoe said. 

“Heather said she wanted to switch shifts,” Katie said. 

“Maybe she wanted to keep their relationship private,” Zoe said. 

Katie sighed. “I guess we’ll have to tell Heather,”

“Come on before he catches us staring,” Zoe said pulling her friend away. 

When Katie and Zoe had disappeared around the side of the building you finally pushed yourself away from Billy. You stood in front of him with wide eyes. Billy stood there heaving as he tried catching his breath. 

“What was that!” You exclaimed. 

“Just me securing my chance with you,” Billy smirked. 

“You piece of-” Your insult was cut off at the sound of Steve honking his horn. 

“Harrington is here for you,” Billy grinned. 

You narrowed your eyes at him. “Eat shit,” 

You scooped up your bag that had fallen to the floor and quickly dashed away from Billy. Billy watched you run through the parking lot to where Steve sat parked. He had one of his sister’s annoying friends in the back seat. Billy clenched his fist as he watched you jump into Steve’s arm with a big hug. You ruffled Dustin’s hair before running around to the passenger side. 

Billy knew you like the back of his hand. Steve would drive you home where you’d shower and change then three of you would be off to Starcourt Mall and that’s where Billy planned on making you finally realize who you belonged to. 

Across town at your place, Steve sat on your bed flipping through some of your comic books while you sat at your vanity brushing your hair. Dustin was admiring vinyl record collection. 

“I saw you with Hargrove. Everything okay?” Steve asked. 

Your hands were busy braiding your hair as you turned to look at your best friend. 

“He wants to take me out on a date,” You answered softly. 

The room went dead silent. 

“And he also kissed me,” You admitted. 

Steve finally sat up. “He’s dead,”

“Steve,” You and Dustin said in a warning tone together. 

Steve jumped off the bed, began pacing and ranting. Dustin and you sat there stunned watching him go ballistic over what you had told him. 

“Steve,” You said once more. 

Your best friend stopped pacing and looked over at you. 

“If I didn’t want Billy to kiss me,”

Steve cut you off. “Don’t. Don’t you dare finish that sentence,”

“Come on Steve,” You began. 

“Dustin, let’s go downstairs so Y/n can finish getting ready,” Steve said. 

You opened your mouth to argue, but Steve and Dustin slipped from your room shutting your door. Sighing, you flopped down on your bed. Billy Hargrove scared the shit out of you. He intrigued you. And you hated to admit that that kiss made you feel butterflies and sent shivers down your spine. 

You couldn’t deny that there was something there. That Billy made you feel something. You shouldn’t even have to have Steve’s permission to go on a date with Billy. He was your friend, but he was your best friend and you wanted him to approve. You would just have to work on Steve you of all people could get him to change his mind. 

Slipping on a pair of teal leggings you grabbed your long gray sweater and pulled it over your head. You snagged the neon pink belt that Nancy had gotten you for Christmas and wrapped it around your waist. You added a matching pink bow headband to your hair before pulling on your white converse. 

Grabbing your bag, you headed down the stairs to meet up with the boys. Steve said nothing to you, but Dustin broke out into a conversation. You were thankful that you wouldn’t have to sit in a silent car all the way to the mall. 

At the mall, Dustin made a beeline for Scoops Ahoy to check in with Robin. You grabbed Steve’s arm. He turned back to look at you. 

“You’re not mad at me because you're in love with me, are you? I can’t handle a love confession from you,” You asked. 

Steve couldn’t help but start laughing. A smile cracked on your face at the sound of his laughter. 

“No, I promise no love confession from me,” Steve said. 

“Good. I know that you have your issues with Billy. And maybe nothing will come from this date, but I kind of want to say yes to him,” You explained to him. 

“Billy is such an asshole,” Steve complained. 

“Hey, you had the title of an asshole for a while, you know,” You reminded him. 

Steve chuckled. 

“I don’t need your permission to agree to this date, but it would make me feel better knowing that you approved,” You said. 

Steve sighed. 

You squeezed his hand trying to reassure him. 

“Fine, but if he pulls anything then I get to kick his ass,” Steve said. 

“Harrington, hell would have to freeze over for you to be able to kick my ass,” Billy said from behind them. 

The two of you looked over to where Billy stood. 

“Hargrove,” Steve snarled. 

“Go,” You whispered. 

“Y/n,” Steve began. 

You gave him a look and he threw one last nasty look to Billy before heading towards Scoops Ahoy. 

“I knew you’d come around,” Billy said. 

“Or I knew you wouldn’t take no for an answer and figured just to get this done and over with,” You told him. 

“Ouch. That hurt,” Billy said. 

“Am I wrong?” You asked him. 

“I think I’m going to prove you wrong,” Billy said. 

“One date, Billy. I don’t think you’re going to be able to change my mind in just a date,” You said. 

Billy leaned in super close to you. 

“I think you underestimate just how crazy I am for you and that I will stop at nothing to have you as my own,” Billy said. 

You gulped as you stared into his blue eyes. 

“This is just one date,” You whispered. 

“Oh no, sweetheart, this is just the start of us,” Billy said. 

You took a small step back away from him, but one of his arms caught you around your waist. 

“Billy,” You said softly. 

“I hate the saying ‘if a boy teases you that means they like you’, but that’s exactly what was happening between you and me,” Billy said. 

“And beating up Steve?” You asked. 

“Jealousy. I know it happens to the best of us, but I thought you were crushing on Steve,” Billy admitted. 

“But I’m not. He’s my best friend,” You replied. 

“I know that now,” Billy said. 

“And what if this date doesn’t go so well?” You asked him as he slowly lowered his lips towards yours. 

“Then I will have to keep making it up to you until you realize it,” Billy said. 

Again you furrowed your brows in confusion. 

“Realize what?” You asked him. 

“That you’re mine,” Billy growled. 

“I belong to nobody,” You said defiantly. 

Billy juggled you in his arms bracing you tighter so you had no way to escape. 

“Y/n,” Billy said making you look at him. 

“Billy,”

“You’re mine to own, do you understand?” Billy asked. 

There was a good chunk of you that was yelling at you to run. To kick him in the ball and run as far away as you possibly could get. But there was that bigger part of you that felt excited at the thought of being Billy’s. To kiss him whenever you wanted, to hold his hand, cuddling up in front of the TV, date nights, the whole thing. It excited you but it also scared you. 

“Answer me, Y/n. Do you understand?” Billy asked again.

You remained silent. 

“I will not ask again,” Billy said shaking you slightly. 

“I-I understand,” You stuttered. 

Hearing those words finally come from you sent shivers of excitement down Billy’s whole body. He finished leaning in and kissed you. His lips were dominant. He was in full control. That small voice in the back of your mind that had screamed at you to run was being silenced. For some odd reason being in Billy’s arms weirdly felt like being home and you really didn’t want that feeling to ever go away.