#bottom billy hargrove

[shieldofiron]

They are dating.

Inspired by conversations with @intothedysphoria I really think he would say it like this.

[sweetestorange]

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male x male content, women dni please <3

includes: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, (Hint of Tommy Hagan) and Billy Hargrove

Eddie Munson

using your throat after a long day

eddies all revved up after a good game

forgetting your money and giving your dealer an alternative payment

monster cock! eddie

Steve Harrington

steve letting off some steam

getting used by the keg boys ft steve/billy

putting the guest bedrooms to use

king steve keeping you in your place

Billy Hargrove

showing off your mouth skills at a party

getting used by the keg boys ft billy/steve

soft sex while he’s in a good mood

power bottom billy

[hgrve]

[kiraixi]

“We cant do this, not here” but make it harringrove or mungrove 🤭🤭

ahah anon right when i’m feeling it too, its kinda long sorry ;w;

nsfw harringrove: ao3

“Steve, we cant do this. Not here—”

“But Baby,” He purrs into blonde curls, “No-ones home, won’t be for another few hours.”

Billy huffs, adorable freckles standing out against his blush. “Yeah we’re not fucking on Susan’s kitchen counter.”

Steve slides his hands down from Billy’s shoulders to his ass, grabbing at a fistful of skin to hoist him up and onto the worktop. He receives and startled gasp and half hearted swat to his hair. He kisses the Billy’s nose in apology.

Billy sighs “Fine, but don’t make a mess.”

“So only inside? How could I resist.”

The other grunts. A hand snakes into his hair yanking him forward, smushing their lips together. It’s uncoordinated and messy but thats always been Billy’s style. A free and sprawling mass ever since they collided, a giggle escapes Steve’s lips, just like the coast he came from.

Billy pulls away, one perfectly plucked eyebrow raising in query.

He stares back with what he know now is the ‘dork face loser smile’ Billy so tenderly named.

“I adore you”

God and the way his boyfriends face blooms.

“Shut up you,” Billy mumbles, resuming their make-out, tongue lapping at his lower lip desperate yet demure. Steve pretends he doesn’t feel the other’s face flame hot and pink against his cheek, he’s being a considerate boyfriend after all.

They’ve done this before, together in unconventional places. Steve is insatiable and Billy is a thrill seeker. The broom closet at school, Steve’s childhood treehouse and Nancy Wheeler’s bedroom are a few honourable mentions. A match made in heaven.

His fingers trail the seam of Billy’s shorts, red tight ones he wears to work that don’t leave anything to the imagination. Makes it real hard for Steve keeping his cool at the pool.

Crawling under the fabric, he massages bountiful flesh, pulling quiet moans and huffs against his spit slicked mouth. Billy growls in retaliation urging him closer, quicker.

He yanks down his jeans and underwear, Billy kicks off his pants and goes to tear of the matching crop.

They embrace again but not before Billy snorts “If we traumatise Max, thats on you.”

“Whatever, I’ll take the blame.” Time is of the essence they say. “Shut up and let me make feel good B,”

The rest is pretty fast, he send a thanking prayer to whatever god made Susan splurge on one of those forward extended counters, gives them a lot more space than usual to manoeuvre. Billy lays back enough to grip the counter and Steve grips both of Billy’s ankles in one hand to hold over his shoulders, the other interlocking with his boyfriend’s palm. It’s the kinda stuff Billy would call sappy shit after.

Steve slides home easy, Billy’s all loose from their messing around earlier on. Still feels like paradise every time he clenches around him, all encompassing like a snake with prey.

The small noises that accompany his every thrust is really what brings Steve over the edge, at first it used to really embarrass Billy to the point he’d always have a hand over his mouth or bite into Steve’s shoulder in hopes of muffling himself. But so far into their relationship he now lets it free.

Quiet pants and whines caress his ears, Steve locks their lips together again mouths moving back and forth with each thrust. He sees Billy’s eyes open, glazed and overwhelmed. Straight out of a painting he looks.

“Steve, please—”

“What is it baby?” Steve whispers soft, breathe tickling Billy’s neck.

“Need it, need you.”

Steve furrows his brow in confused “You have me B, right here.”

He gets a quiet whimper in response, small shake of the head and a tightening of tanned thighs around him.

“Need your cum” Baby blue eyes look up at him, pleading.

And does that not set Steve insides alight. A fire burning within. He slams in with renewed force, feeling Billy slide back at every motion, knuckles desperately clinging at the cabinets, scrambling for purchase. The sounds they make echo around the kitchen, loud and amplified over the cold surfaces.

Steve knows he wont last long, not with the way his boyfriend eyes line with unshed tears, face and shoulders blushed from overexertion. He takes a hand and fondles Billy’s pecs, knowing it’s sensitive enough to throw him over the edge.

He feels the other tightening around him, hears the escaping gasp that leaves Billy’s lips. Then the blonde is spilling over, white streaks across his stomach and chest. The image will forever remain in Steve’s mind, burned into his retinas. He releases into the other, sees the look of content cross Billy’s face once he does.

They kiss for another few minutes, happy to just be. It isn’t until Billy spots Max skating up to the front door that they jump apart, righting themselves to look as inconspicuous as possible.

Steve smirks over at Billy retying his pants, “No where is safe from us Baby.”

And Billy had to agree.

lmao hit me up if you want something in Nancy’s room >:3

edit: someone did hit me up so here’s pt2 !!

[glamrockpiratesboner]

Free use with Billy Hargrove is a need, not a want.

[creepydude78]

HAPPY EASTER! So to those who do celebrate Easter I have a little present for you, which is our beautiful boy billy hargrove in his bunny suit that Steve bought for him.

Billy would always get embarrased when he looks at the suit, but as soon as he puts it on he can't get steve away from him. Teasing his poor bunny until he couldn't take it anymore and begged steve to fuck him.

(Had to crop image dude to community guidelines)

Uncensored and uncropped version is on my twitter, Billy and steve are wishing you a happy Easter.

Enjoy :)

[goldilocksbh]

Get Ready for Love

(This was originally a thread on Twitter, but since Twitter is going to shit, it's now here. Lmao.)

The first time Billy takes Steve's strap, it's like a religious experience. He's never bottomed before, but he's taken his own fingers a couple times out of curiosity.

Compared to how Steve patiently opens him up, gliding his thick, tan fingers in and out his slick hole, nothing could beat it. He has him moaning into the pillow within minutes, rolling his hips back into each forward push.

"Fuck, Steve," Billy groans, curling his toes as Steve crooks his fingers and brushes over and over that spongy tissue inside, causing his dick to leak where it was hanging between his thick, muscled thighs. "If-If you don't stop, I'm gonna cum."

He can hear the smirk in Steve's tone without even looking behind him. "If you're about to shoot from just having my fingers, how will you take my dick?" He chuckles. He presses the digits in deeper just to prove his point, causing Billy's body to jerk forward, a choked sound catching in his throat. "Steve," He hisses, finally glancing behind him and seeing Steve's confident expression - King Steve. "Shut up and fuck me already."

He's desperate. So fucking desperate to be filled, fucked, and worn out. He's never wanted another guy's cock so much. He kicks his legs on either side of the older boy, a pout settling on his pink lips before he hears Steve laugh again. "Alright, your highness. Give me a minute," Steve hums, slipping his fingers out before he reaches for the lube on his bedside table. He sits it on the plaid covers of his bed to readjust his cock, fixing the straps secured around his thighs and hips before picking the lube back up and slicking himself, then leans forward to dribble more over Billy's hole. He chuckles again when the blonde jumps and curses. "Get ready."

Billy does just that, arching his back and raising his ass higher, shuddering when the tip bumps against his stretched opening, and when Steve pushes in, it makes him breathless. He's so full, and it feels like it's never-ending. Steve's dick is huge, filling him up in all the right ways. He moans loud and high, his voice taking on an edge it never has previously as he whines out Steve's name. When he pushes back to get the last bit inside, he hears Steve suck in a sharp breath, making his dick throb to know he's making the strap grind back against Steve's swollen clit. He wants him to feel good too - to please his boyfriend.

"Fuck me, Stevie."

[sunwarmed-ash]

Day 2: Billy 'you know what they say about assuming' Hargrove

Plz ignore how tired I look, 30 is tough for us damaged millienals ✌

[lorifragolina]

I hereby declare that from now on I'll refer to "bottom watering" my plants as "Billy watering". That's all for now.

[maedelmae]

I’m a bottom!billy truther

[shieldofiron]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington

Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Ice Skating, Figure Skater Billy Hargrove, Figure Skater Steve Harrington, Rivalry, Rivals With Benefits, Anal Sex, Topping from the Bottom, Choking, Safe Sane and Consensual, Semi-Public Sex, Soft Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington Needs a Hug, Men Crying, Getting Together, Love Confessions, Short & Sweet Summary:

At last year’s World Championships, Hargrove had taken the gold by only two points. An extra spin of a rotation that could have pushed Steve’s jump into a quad. That’s all it would have taken.

But instead he’d been stuck on the second rung of the podium, his costume itching his neck, as he looked out over the crowd and tried not to fucking cry.

Steve didn’t think, he just shoved, temper flaring hot. Hargrove looked truly shocked, floating back a little on his skates, blue-green eyes wide. Like he didn’t actually expect Steve would have the balls.

But it didn’t take him long to recover, easily eating up the distance with his skates and grabbing Steve by the collar, jerking him close. Cold air blasts down the collar of his pullover, and the heat from Hargrove’s breath sears his upper lip with heat.

[discodeviant]

Happy Valentine's Day!!!

This fic is part of a gift exchange and was written for @sparkie96 <3 I hope you all enjoy it as well 🥰🥰

Mature | Billy/Steve | 5k | Non-Traditional A/B/O

Read on AO3!

As Billy has gotten older, it's become increasingly difficult to ignore his nature in favor of the expectations that have been set upon him since he was a boy, but so far he's managed just fine. That is, until he moves to Hawkins and meets the elusive beta everyone seems so smitten with, and it turns out that he is also not immune to Steve Harrington's charm. Or his eyes. The way he smells. The way he looks at Billy and figures out every secret he's ever held close in a matter of seconds.

[fizzigigsimmer]

Blinding baby, like city lights.

My third fill for @billyhargrovebingo​ For the square space: Blindfolds

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 4,023

Ship(s): Harringrove

Major Tags: Dom/Sub

Summary: Billy doesn't need a dom. But he really wants this one.

Preview:   Growing up it had been easier, perhaps necessary even, just to focus on playing Neil’s game. And then later when he was out, he’d had to play the world’s game in order to make it through school and the cut throat corporate world in the urban jungle. He’d set out to prove to that scared kid living in his car most of freshman year that he could make something of himself, and he had. Billy was the god damn prince of capital funding. With one phone call he could have a line of rich and beautiful people lining up for the chance to sub for him. He didn’t need a dom. He didn’t need a blood test either. Not to know that he was a sub or that he likes it to hurt. To really really hurt.

LINK TO THE FIC

[kiraixi]

Bad kitty, Billy!

nsfw : ao3

It was that time of year.

Steve was a responsible owner, honest! But sometimes Billy really got out of hand.

Especially in his heat.

Billy would be such a good kitty normally and Steve just learnt to deal with it, only a week of frantic behaviour compared to a year of bliss was something he could handle right?

Wrong.

For some reason this time Billy decided to take his frustration out on Steve. He was used to Billy holeling up somewhere in the house, the only indication of his presence from the ever depleting food stores, but now?

Billy was insistent, constantly rubbing against him ever after being shooed. Sticking his tail up in front of Steve’s nose and constantly yowling. He was really stumped on what to do.

Grabbing the kitty by the collar Steve tickles his chin, “Billy, do you want me to call another cat in?”

A vigorous shake from Billy followed by the most heartbroken blue eyes “Only want master…” He flicks his tail and flutters his eyes for effect.

That’s new. Sure it’s not uncommon to have a relation with your hybrid, but Billy’s never really indicated interest from Steve before.

Surprise colours his voice, “You’ve never asked before, sweetheart.” He reaches out, scratching behind the kitty’s ear.

And Billy just melts into his hand, ears perked slightly forward and purring like a motor.

He looks up through his lashes “Before was shy.”

“You were shy before, baby? Didn’t want Masters help?”

He whines desperately, rubbing his head up and down Steve’s arm.

“Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ve got you now.”

Steve and Billy have been companions since childhood. After finding him wounded behind their garage, he fought tooth and nail till his parents let him keep the hybrid. Steve’s always had a slight crush on the cream cat and only grew over the years.

He grips both Billy’s thighs pulling the blonde into his lap. Billy takes the liberty to grind down a little, making him groan.

Steve’s impatient, needs to feel Billy skin on skin now.

Grabbing at the other’s shirt he pulls it off to fondle at the exposed tits, gorgeous in all their tanned beauty. Lavishing many kisses and bites around his chest, Billy responds by nuzzling Steve’s neck and lapping at his ear making the area cold and sensitive to every pant and moan elicited from Billy.

“Steve”

He rocks harder up and down Steve’s thigh, hands gripping into his arms, claws tearing at his shirt. It turns painful so Steve takes both arms and interlocks them behind his neck with a– “Hands up here precious.”

Steve’s own wander down Billy’s bare torso caressing every crevice and divot, running up and down that practically slutty waist. Billy’s face is flushed red, small whines music to his ears compared to the earlier noises.

He reaches for the lube located between the seat and undoes his slacks. Stroking himself a few times to fullness and groupes at the full globes of Billy’s ass. So plush they must be a blessing from above. Slips one finger inside and pays close attention to the way Billy’s lashes clump together with unshed tears squirming for more..

“C’mon Stevie, I need-!”

And Steve can’t deny when his kitty begs so pretty. Lines himself up and maunvers Billy to lower onto his cock, the other letting out a relieved sigh once bottoming out.

“Are you satisfied kitten?” He puts a hand over Billy’s stomach feeling the small bump from his dick, he’s always been above average. Billy responds with pants and high pitched moans, gripping his neck hard.

“You ready love?”

Billy nods desperation clear on his face “Please, Steve!”

Goes sweet and soft once Steve thrusts upwards, drooling on his shoulder. Tail wrapping around his leg and arms tightening, clinging on for dear life.

They go many rounds until Steve can give no more and Billy is a ball of purring content above him. He strokes the kitten, cooing and kissing him over and over, repeating what a good boy he was for Master. Billy responds with a cute little smile and cuddles closer.

It’s a great afternoon spent together

[glamrockpiratesboner]

Billy Hargrove can sit on my cock!!

HE CAN!! AND HE WILL!!! AND HE’LL MOAN AND WHIMPER WHILE HE DOES IT!!!

[fortheloveofscisaac]

This man makes Billy froth at the mouth! He wants to climb him like a tree! Wants him to split him into two. Something about really tired midlife crisis 20s guy does it for him.

sleepy steeb i did to warm up