#darce montgomery x you

[3amcloudss]

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: 2.1k+

Part Two.

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Steve's pov

I watched her apply her make-up, trying to cover up some of the bruises on her neck, from the doorway.

She had so many bruises and a lot of them were so dark that her make-up couldn't even cover them.

I can't believe that anyone would ever hurt her, like that. She's the most lovable person that I know.

"You don't have to watch my every move, you know."

I shrugged. "I feel better knowing that you're safe when I watch you."

The last several days, I've been watching everything thats she's been doing. Whenever she takes a shower, I'm right outside the door. When she goes to the kitchen, I'm sitting at the table, watching her. When she sleeps, I'm awake watching her. I haven't gotten much sleep in the last few days. I'm afraid that if I fall asleep, something will happen to her.

"I'm okay, Steve. I'll be okay."

"You were saying that even when he was doing that to you."

She sighed as she applied more make-up to her neck.

"I'm sorry, that wasn't fair of me to say..." I sighed, myself. "I'm just- I'm just worried about you all of the time, ever since you told me what happened, I can't eat, I can't sleep, hell, I can’t even think straight. I'm always worried about you, I can't even remember the last time that I slept." I was talking so much that I didn't even realize that she moved away from the mirror and was now standing in front of me.

"I'm sorry that I told you, I shouldn't have-“

"No, don't apologize for telling me. I'm glad that you did." I pulled her in to hug her. "He's never going to touch you, again."

"Thank you, Steve." Her words came out as muffles. She pushed away from the hug to return back to the mirror to keep applying more make-up.

Amelia's pov

"Hey."

"Hmmm?"

"Does Luna know what happened to you?"

I shook my head, no. "I didn't tell anyone what happened, you're the only know that knows. I didn't want to risk anyone getting hurt because I know that if I told anyone, he would find out and go after them..."

"But, we could've helped you Amel-"

He was cut off by my phone ringing, when I looked down at the screen, I saw that it read Luna's name.

"Who is it?”

"Luna."

"Perfect timing, tell her what happened."

"Steve, I can't. I can't risk, Billy finding out that I told someone. I can't even imagine what he's gonna do when he finds out that I told you.." My thoughts began to wander. I think he noticed because he quickly came to my side.

"Don't worry about me, I'm not worried about myself. I don't care what he does to me."

I nodded, lightly.

"Go ahead, answer the call and talk to her. If you don't tell her then thats fine. Tell her when you're ready to. Just talk to her, you need it. I'll be in the other room if you need anything okay?"

"Okay.." I said lightly as I grabbed my phone. "Thank you, Steve. For everything you've done for me for the last several days."

He smiled and kissed my forehead before he walked out.

I then clicked the green accept button. "Hey, Luna. What's up?"

"Girl, Tommy and Carol are throwing a huge party tonight. Everyone is going to be here, are you down?"

"I uh, I don't know."

I could hear ruffling on the other end. I wasn't sure what she's was doing.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm looking for my black laced heels, did I leave them over there?"

"Yeah, they're in my room. Where you left them last." I giggled.

"Great, another reason why I can just come over and pick you up to go."

"I'm not really in the partying mood, Lun."

"What, why?"

"I'm just not."

"You haven't really been in the mood to do a lot since you and Billy broke up."

I mean yeah, if you only knew why. Wait what?

"How did you know that we broke up? I didn't tell anyone."

"It's all over twitter, girl."

"What??" I put the phone on speaker and switched over to my twitter. The first thing that I saw was a tweet from Billy.

@Billy_Hargrove1: Fuck that bitch, over fake whores.

@Billy_Hargrove1: don't come crawling back when he dumps your ass

"What the fuck...."

"So, what do you say? Are you down to party?"

I sighed and hesitated before I answered.

"Fine."

I heard her screech through the phone and I giggled at it.

"What are we agreeing with?" Steve came around the corner.

"Luna invited me to Tommy and Carol's party tonight."

"Do you think that's a good idea?"

I shrugged my shoulders looking at him through the mirror.

"Don't tell her what to do, Harrington. Let her live her life, you can come too if you want to protect her." We both heard her chuckle on the other end of the phone. "Not that anything would happen anyway."

He looked at me with pure concern on his face.

I grabbed my phone and put it on mute so she couldn't hear what I had to say.

"I can't hide from him forever, Steve. I need to show my face around sometime. Come with me, it'll be fun." I said as I grabbed his hand.

He looked in my eyes then sighed.

"If we see Billy, we can leave. I promise."

"Promise?"

"I promise." I said holding up my pinky, but he swatted it away smiling.

"Okay."

"Okay? Great!" I grabbed my phone off the bathroom sink taking it off mute. "What time will you be here? I got Steve to agree?"

"Yay! I'll be there in like 30 or so minutes. Just finishing up my make up and I'll be leaving. Can you grab my heels and bring them with you? I wanna wear them tonight."

"Yeah, I can. I'll see you in a bit."

"Okay, see you in a bit."

I clicked the red button, to hang up the call, then walked out going to my room to get ready. It didn't take me long to get ready.

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When we arrived to the party, there were so many people there. Luna wasn't lying. Everyone and anybody was there.

Steve ran to the other side of the car, letting me out. When I was out, he grabbed my hand and we intertwined our fingers together. I looked down at our hands and smiled looking back up at him.

"Thank you for coming."

"Anything for you." He said with a smile on his face.

"Harrington, my man!" Tommy greeted us as we walked through the front door. "Haven't seen you in a bit! How's it been?"

"Tommy!" He reached out and grabbed his hand, bumping chests lightly. "Been good! Had some family issues going on, that I had to take care of."

He lied, to protect me.

"Tommy, this is Amelia."

"Yeah, I know her. We have classes together man."

I smiled a little, nodding. "Yeah, we know each other, Steve." I giggled.

"I'll catch ya guys later! Yo Keith, wait up!"

I looked around seeing a bunch of people in each room, people were either drinking from solo cups or cans. Some were even smoking.

"Here," Luna came around, putting a solo cup in my hands. "drink up?"

"What is it?" 

"Just drink you'll feel better."

"I don't think-" 

"Come on, Harrington. Lighten up!" 

I shrugged my shoulders and chugged the drink that was in the cup. It burned my throat when it went down.

"Woah, there. I said to drink, not chug." 

We both laughed. "Well, thats one way to calm down, I guess." 

Billy's pov

"Billy," I heard Calvin say as he came back in the room. "She's here."

"Who is?"

"Amelia," He stood pointing out in the direction where he just saw her. "And she's here with Harrington."

I lit the cigarette, standing up looking for her. 

"She was walking outside, when I saw her. Harrington is still in the kitchen, so she's outside alone."

I completely ignored what he said and walked away from the group. I pushed myself through the group of people in front of the door way.

I walked in the direction in where I knew she would be. 

And I was correct, she was outside on the balcony, by herself. 

"Hi, Amelia." 

Amelia's pov

"Hi, Amelia." 

I dropped the cup that was in my hands, letting it fall on the balcony. The cup broke and the liquid inside of it went all over the wood work. 

I turned around slowly looking at him. 

Stand your ground, Amelia. 

"What do you want Billy?"

"I just want to talk."

"Well, I don't."

I stared to walk away from him, but he grabbed my wrist pulling me back towards him. 

"Let me go, Billy."

He pulled me in close to his chest and laid a kiss on my lips. His mouth pressed against mine so firmly that it hurt. I hit his shoulders, chest, literally anything on him to try to get him off of me, but nothing worked. 

I began crying when he snaked his arms around my back, grabbing a handful of my ass. 

"I missed you baby." He said in the kiss, while squeezing my ass even more. 

I was able to pull away from the kiss for a spilt second, but in that split second I was able to scream.

"Steve!!" 

He pulled away when he heard me call for Steve. "Oh, you're calling for him?" Billy questioned. "Why do you need him, when I'm right here baby."

"Let me the fuck go!" I tried to get out of his grasp once more, but I failed. "Steve, help me!"

"Will you calm the fuck down, I'm not going to hurt you-"

Billy ended up getting his words cut off by being dragged off of me. I watched as Steve pulled Billy away, getting in his face. HIs face was red, his jaw was clenched, he was furious. He snapped. "She said to let her go, can't you hear her?" 

"Go away, Harrington. This doesn't concern you in the slightest." 

Steve chuckled. "I hear my girl calling my name and come to see you groping her and she's crying for you to stop?" Steve questioned. "I think it is my damn business, Hargrove." 

His girl? 

"You better step the fuck down before I put you down." 

Steve didn't back down, if anything he kept edging Billy on.

"Steve, common," I pulled on his arm, pulling him away from him. "he's not worth it. Let's go." 

"Yeah, thats right, Harrington." I could hear Billy's laugh from behind us, as I held on to Steve's arm. "Run away like a little bitch."

Steve suddenly stopped, moving his arm away from me and turned around quickly and threw his fist at Billy's face, which causes Billy to stumble back against the wall behind him on the balcony. 

"Stay the fuck away from my girlfriend." He threw another punch. "You touch her again and I'll kill you, myself!" 

Girlfriend?

Suddenly there was a bunch of people running outside and on to the balcony watching the fight that was going on. 

Billy began fighting back, he stood up on his feet and shoved Steve as hard as he could which caused Steve to fall back. 

"So, the little bitch told you what happened, huh?" Billy then looked at me and started walking towards me, but Steve stood up quickly running in between Billy and I. He shoved Billy away from me. 

"Don't fucking touch her."

"Or what, Harrington? What are you going to -" 

Billy was cut short again, by Luna. She hit him in the head with a glass bottle, causing Billy to fall forward on the floor passing out. 

"Luna!" I screeched.

"Badass." Steve laughed at Luna, high-fiving her. 

"Alright, people." Luna turned around facing everyone. "Shows over! Go!" 

Everyone started scattering back in the house talking amongst themselves. 

When Luna turned around, she walked towards me. "When were you going to tell me, that this psycho was abusive towards you?"

"I'm sorry, Lun. He said that he would hurt me if I told anyone and-" 

"Well, I'm pretty sure that I just knocked him the fuck out, so he ain't gonna hurt me anytime soon." 

I chuckled lightly looking down at Billy who was still passed out on the balcony. 

"We," she gestured to her and I. "don't keep anything from each other, not anymore. Understood?"

I nodded. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry," she pulled me in for a tight hug. "Are you okay?"

I shrugged my shoulders while hugging her. I rested my chin on her shoulder as we hugged.

"Did he hurt you?" Steve questioned. 

I shook my head. "No." 

"I'm so fucking sorry that I left you, alone. I shouldn't of let you wander around alone. This is all my fault, Amelia." Steve said in a quick manner. 

"Hey," I moved away from Luna's hug, and went over to Steve. "this isn't you're fault. None of this is. I was going to run into him someday, I guess today was that day. This won't be the last that I run into him either." 

"But-"

He started to say something, but I cut him off by smashing my lips on his to shut him up. He was hesitant on kissing me back, but after a few seconds he gave in and put his hands on my waists, pulling me closer to him, deepening the kiss.

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[elvisabutler]

three little words

summary: soulmates aren't always instant love stories in the world. in fact, you never know when you've found them until they admit their feelings to you. this- this is one of those times. funny how it takes the weirdest things to make people admit feelings. fandom: elvis ( 2022 ) rating: t pairing: steve binder x female reader word count: 1742 warnings: pining. soulmates being dumb. jealousy. elvis being elvis. brief mention of cheating ( elvis related ). pushy mothers. mentions of how steve tried to get in touch with elvis post special only to not get through. author's note: so @blurredcolour was like please feed me a crumb of steve binder and since really i had no plans on doing an austin or an elvis piece for valentines i figured what's the harm in doing a steve one and a jerry one. if i do a late piece for either austin or elvis don't question it. post sick/healing brain is a fun idea magnet. this not my favorite piece but my brain went to a place, i followed it, this was that result

Steve has always found Valentines to be a bit silly. Maybe it's because he thinks if you care about someone you should show it to them all the time. Or maybe it's because he figures that it's just a way for men to make for stupid things they've done. Elvis is a prime example of that- the sort of man who gets his wife jewelry boxes for Valentine's with platitudes that ring hollow when you know what the man has a tendency to do. A shame really, because he does have a shockingly impeccable taste when it comes to certain items. All that woman wants is to enjoy her soulmate- but that's never been his sort of style, has it?

You on the other hand, oh you enjoyed the damn holiday even without someone to celebrate it with. You’ve enjoyed it from the very moment you discovered a startling amount of people find out who their soulmates are on the day. Something about love being in the air finally making it so people reveal their feelings. It’s not- Steve supposes it’s romantic in its own way, he does. It’s not his cup of tea but seeing you almost prance around the studio makes it a little better. 

Honestly, having you around the studio makes the whole holiday a little better. It makes him feel a little better when he realizes that once again Elvis has ignored his phone call and that the relationship their thought they had cultivated while working on his special meant something to the other man. If he was a joking man who lived and breathed soulmates like you do he'd have called him a platonic one. After all, you literally had called him that to his face despite Steve's embarrassment and the rancorous laughter of Elvis's Memphis Mafia and Bones'.

"Guess 'm gonna let you n' him be my Hollywood Mafia. Make sure I always got a place here." Elvis had joked at the time. Of course that would have meant staying in touch once he moved on to the hotter pastures of Las Vegas. That would have required you and Steve being able to see his show.

You can tell Steve is dwelling on it, hearing about how Elvis has a special show planned somewhere in the US or in Vegas, you aren't really paying attention to the particulars. You're just paying attention to how a man you love is zoning out in the most polite way he can to someone talking about it. You really ought to rescue him from his plight and that's just what you do in a flurry of a red dress that stops at your knees with black heels and generally looking like you'd be alright for a night on the town tonight and for work today.

"Steve, they need you for something in the control room, come on." You say, grabbing his hand to pull him away from the girl with a smile. "I'll bring him back eventually but in the meantime you might might want to get back to work.

Maybe the way you had rescued him was because you were a little jealous but- who could really blame you. Here was a man you're pretty sure was your one. Your romantic soulmate to end all soulmates and he refused to do the one thing that could confirm it. Never mind that he acted like your significant other nine times out of ten and that your mother wondered when he'd make a move and confirm your suspicions after all she wasn't getting any younger was she? So if seeing another girl talk to him when he clearly wasn't interested made your blood boil a little bit, well, you were just doing what a good soulmate would do. Or at the very least what a good friend would do.

When you're out of earshot of the girl, he allows himself the simple pleasure of pulling you a little closer so that he can murmur a thank you in your ear before pulling away just a smidge. "I was thinking I was going to get stuck there."

A moment passes before you laugh quietly. "You would have. Probably until you agreed to go with her EP's show."

The laugh that leaves his mouth is a little bitter. "Jokes on her I can't even get you and me in there. Unless she's got connections we don't-"

"Sold out means sold out." You finish squeezing his hand as you pull him into an empty dressing room. "You tried to call him again?"

He nods, frowning as he flops down on the couch, briefly forgetting your joined hands and pulling you down next to him. "Couldn't get through- wanted to surprise-" He trails off shaking his head. "Doesn't matter. Should just buy tickets like a normal person stop acting like-"

"He's our friend? That we're his little Hollywood Mafia?" You scoff, allowing yourself to curl into him as he makes room for you almost naturally. "Please at this point I'm about to march down there myself and shove my heels up his-"

"Y/N!" Steve laughs, trying to swat at your arm only to have you barely avoid him. "Don't shove your heel up his ass. It's- That's a waste of your pretty heels."

There it is- one of those moments you feel like maybe it's there, maybe there really is that little soulmate spark that you'll just have to add some kindling to to turn it into a roaring fire. At the very least it's one of those moments that make you think he wants to make a move on you and take a plunge where you two are more than just friends and colleagues. Later on you'll like to blame it on the air or blame it on the lingering jealousy or maybe just blame it on everything else, but you can't resist the urge to just move a leg so that one of your heels are in his lap. You hear his sharp intake of breath and smile a little.

"You like my heels?" You ask innocent as can be and prompting him to look at you with narrowed eyes.

"I always do." It's a simple answer but it has your breath catching in your throat for some reason. His keeps staring at you almost as if he's trying to solve a riddle before he sighs, shaking his head. "You always look nice in them. I've always wanted to see your entire collection laid out but-I'm not- We work together."

Your brain catches up very quickly to what he's saying and you swear your heart beats just a little faster as you lick your lips, your eyes drifting down to his own and laughing softly. "So do actors and actresses and other people- Are you trying to-"

"Admit that I like you on Valentines? Admit that I am a cliche I kind of hate? Admit that I had really been hoping to get into that show so I could tell you backstage and have E just laugh at both of us and throw some stupid party?" The words come out in almost a rush while at the same time sounding almost like he had rehearsed this in his head a million times. "Yeah. I am. I'm trying to admit that I've loved you ever since I first saw you but figured you might have been a little too much to handle at the time but now-"

You cut him off by practically forcing him down against the couch and placing a kiss to his lips. It's not that you don't want to hear it, it's not that you don't want to hear the love declaration but you also want to confirm that the fire you feel burning inside you and the strum of your body that has erupted from the moment he said I've loved you means that you have been right. Steve's been your soulmate this entire time and you've both been doing some stupid pining and for what reason. When you pull away he's got a stupid little grin on his face and you know your chest is heaving just a hair. "I love you too. And I don't know if you've noticed- this is far more romantic than the other way you could have done it."

"Yeah?" He asks, fiddling with his ascot just a little. "That's why we both feel it?"

The love, the connection the everything is what he means. You nod slowly, your hand moving up to grab the hand he has fiddling with his ascot.

"Yeah. You really are- We really are-"

"Soulmates." He finishes for you, moving both his hands to cup your face and pull you in for a gentle kiss. "Found out on Valentines like everyone else." He pauses and tilts his head a little. "Not that I don't want to kiss you more but how does dinner sound tonight. Celebrating everything. It's no dinner and a show but-"

"It's perfect." You respond, kissing him again and nuzzling at his nose. "It's dinner and my soulmate who I don't have to fight a million women for, I'm not going to complain. Besides we should get back to work. They really did actually need you in the control room I just-"

"Wanted to be selfish?" He laughs as you both move to stand up.

You swat at his arm before pulling him in for another kiss- God you're going to enjoy that until your dying breath. "Wanted to make you feel better but I see how you see me. See if I try and do anything nice for you again."

"It's your job as my soulmate. Love you." He whispers in your ear before pulling away, leaving the room first so things don't look too suspicious.

He was right about it being your job, which is why you might have spent the rest of the day trying to get through to Elvis through a series of phone games that had you almost tearing out your hair. You got what you wanted though, tickets for a show and backstage access that you ran by multiple people including Jerry and Joe who if no one else wanted you there could likely get the pair of you in.

It wasn't a Valentine's show but hey- it was something. It was something to make him happy. After all, hadn't he made you happy with those three little words.

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Billy Hargrove smut where he rough fucks reader in his car 🤤🤤

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*FIRST SMUT FIC!!* 

Y/N (YOUR NAME) Y/S/N (Your Siblings Name)

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x reader

Word Count: 2,111k 

Warnings: Smut 18+, Explicit Language, Daddy Kink (whoops), Slight Praise Kink, Fingering, Vaginal Intercourse, Unprotected Sex, Oral (female receiving), Angst(?), Arguments. 

Summary: After forgetting your three year anniversary, Billy attempts to make it up to you.

I was walking down the street, hearing the music pumping through the wind as I spotted it. 

Billy’s blue 1979 Camaro sitting in Carol Perkins driveway. I made my way up to the car, feeling the hood still warm, meaning Billy couldn’t have been here for that long. 

“Fucking prick.” I mumble as I start my shuffle and weave through fellow classmates to find Billy. 

“Y/N, Billy didn’t mention you’d be coming? If I had known I would have sent you a dress code sheet.” Carol Perkins states holding her red solo cup against her shoulder. I look down on my outfit quickly, black converse, leather skirt and dark green lace bodysuit. I raise an eyebrow as I look at  Carol’s outfit, sucking my teeth as I roll my eyes. 

Carol drives me insane, she hasn’t liked me from the minute Billy and I started dating and to be honest, the feeling is mutual. Between her bitchy comments and her backhanded compliments, I couldn’t care less about her. 

“Dress code sheets would have been handy because under dressing as a hostess is embarrassing.” I watch as Carol scoffs, looking at Nicole beside her who has a disgust written all over her facial expression. 

“Drink, Drink, Drink, Drink.”

I follow the chanting to the back patio, leaving Carol and Nicole to mumble between themselves. I spot Billy doing his famous keg stand, surrounded by almost all the boys from the football team cheering him on. I watch as Billy completes his keg stand, his shirt open, beer coating his chest causing it to glisten in the light. I lick my lips at the sight, feeling wetness starting to pool between my legs, I shake the thoughts from my head. 

‘Remember why you’re mad at him.’ I remind myself, disliking that my body has such a reaction to him.

I watch as a girl walks up to him, placing her hand on his chest as she whispers in his ear, causing him to bite his lip and chuckle. I lean against the support beam as I watch the scene unfold, Billy turning the girl down as she rolls her eyes and attempts a new technique, only to receive the same result. The girl struts away annoyed as I walk over to Billy, watching as he tenses slightly, knowing he’s fucked up. 

“Hi princess, what ar-” 

“Fuck you Billy Hargrove.” Billy, grabs my forearm and pulls me into him, our chests bumping into each other as he narrows his eyes at me, smirking devilishly. 

“Want to say that again princess?” 

I pull myself out of his grip as I shove him backwards, causing him to chuckle as he looks over to Tommy. 

“I think she’s mad at me, don’t you think Hagan?” Billy chuckles as I whip around to Tommy, holding my index finger up. 

“If you know what’s good for you Hagan, you’ll walk away.” I threaten as Tommy shakes his head at us, putting his hands up in defense and walking back to the house. 

“Honestly Billy, I had to find out you were here from Y/S/N and Max!” 

“That’s the last time I tell Max anything.” Billy says walking towards me as I huff. 

“Not the point, do you remember what today is? Does today have any importance to you?” 

I watch as Billy puts his head down sighing shuffling around in his pocket as he pulls out a cigarette lighting it and taking a draw before answering me. 

“Did you fail a huge test today? Is it a birthday?” Billy questions as I scoff. 

“God, you’re such a prick you know that.” I turn to walk away from Billy feeling sadness fill my chest as I see a small crowd watching our interaction. 

“So what, you’re just not going to tell me why you’re mad at me? I have to play some sort of guessing game? Why did you even come here Y/N, you hate parties.” 

“I think you’re just being a dick on purpose now, have a reputation to keep up?” I question gesturing to the small crowd. “It’s our fucking three year anniversary dickwad!” I yell watching as realisation hits Billy. “And also, I don’t hate parties, I hate parties at Carol’s or parties I'm not invited to, which makes me, us, look fucking ridicolous.” 

I hear a few oo’s and oh’s from the small crowd as Billy forms two fists, anger boiling inside him. 

“Enjoying the show? Get the fuck out of here!” Billy yells to the crowd as they quickly disperse. “Princess, Tommy invited me tonight and I forgot.” 

“That’s exactly what I want to hear, you forgot.” I cross my arms over my chest watching as Billy’s eyes trail over my chest, his eyes lingering as they track down my body, Billy closing the distance between us as he runs his fingers up and down my arm. 

“Did you wear this, all for me?” Billy asks seductively as goosebumps prick my skin, a soft sigh falling from my lips. Billy moves closer, his lips ghosting mine as I feel my eyes flutter closed. 

‘No.’ I think to myself as I pull back. 

“Enjoy your party Billy.” I hear Billy groan in annoyance as I turn to walk away, feeling him grab my hand and rush ahead of me, pulling me behind him. 

“Billy.” 

“What are you doing?” 

All my protests fall on deaf ears as Billy and I shuffle through the bodies and make it outside. 

“Get in.” I raise an eyebrow and notice Billy unlock his car as I scoff. 

“I’ll walk home.” 

“It wasn’t a fucking question Y/N, get in the car and stop being a brat.” I huff as I walk to the passenger side and slip into the leather seat, Billy falling into the drivers as he starts the car and reverses out. 

“You better be taking me home.” 

I hear him chuckle as he takes the corners fast, his car engine roaring through the streets as he continues to drive, my mind not knowing the surroundings due to the blanket of darkness. After roughly five minutes, he parks the car on the side of the deserted back road, between a small clearing of trees. Billy gets out of the car as I look around at our surroundings, nothing but trees, silence and darkness. He opens my door as I look up at him confused. 

“Get in the back.” 

I smirk, licking my lips as I sit forward in my seat slightly, giving Billy the perfect view of my cleavage. “You expect us to have sex here?” I question as Billy huffs, grabbing my wrist and pulling me up to his chest. 

“I have to make it up to you babygirl, now get in the backseat.” 

I open the door and crawl into the backseat, sitting and facing the open door as Billy grabs ahold of my ankles from my outstretched legs, swiftly pulling me closer to him. I feel my breath quicken as he takes off his button up shirt, exposing his toned torso as I bite my lip. I keep my eyes on him as he wiggles my skirt to just above my hips, chuckling to himself as I feel heat cover my cheeks. 

“And I wonder who made you drip like this baby girl.” Billy says as his index finger traces over the dark green lace of the body suit as a small whimper falls from my lips. 

“I asked you a question.” 

“You did daddy.” I whisper as he smirks, kissing my inner thighs, ghosting over my heat as I sigh. 

“Good girl.” 

I feel Billy pull the lace bodysuit to the side as his finger traces small circles around my clit, causing soft moans to fill the air. 

“You can be as loud as you want princess, no one is around to hear us.” 

Billy slides a finger into my tight, dripping pussy as I cup my boobs toying with my nipples. He picks up the pace slightly, adding another finger and curling it upwards as I arch my back. 

“Fuck.” 

I hear Billy moan as his tongue slides over my throbbing clit, my back arching off the leather as I moan in pleasure, my fingers running through his hair as he continues to flick his tongue on my sensitive bundle of nerves. 

“Jesus Daddy.” I moan as we lock eyes with each other, causing Billy to moan sending vibrations all over my clit, his fingers picking up their pace. I feel Billy wrap his lips around my swollen clit, sucking softly as I feel the coil inside me tighten as I get closer and closer to my release. 

“Just like that, oh fuck, I’m going to cum.” I warn as Billy stops abruptly, smirking at me as I groan in annoyance at the loss of pleasure. 

“You only get to cum on my dick baby girl.” 

I run my hand down my body to play with my clit, wanting to get back to feeling some sort of pleasure as Billy slaps my hand away. I watch as he swiftly takes off his belt, undoing his jeans and sliding them down only slightly, allowing his dick to spring free, slapping against his stomach as I lick my lips. 

“Move back.” Billy instructs as I shuffle backwards eagerily, allowing for him to get into the car. 

Billy kneels on the leather seat, pulling me closer by my hips as he lines himself up against my pussy, sliding right into place as moans fill the air of the car. 

“Fucking made for me.” Billy praises as he starts to move his hips, not giving me much time to adjust to his size. 

“God, you’re so fucking big.” I moan as Billy raises my legs up to rest against his chest, feet either side of his face, the new angle allowing for him to go deeper. 

Billy picks up his pace, throwing his head back in pleasure as I arch my back. 

“Fuck Y/N.” 

“Daddy.” 

Billy lets go of my legs as he slides out, grabbing my hips as I raise an eyebrow at him. 

“Ass up.” Billy commands as I oblige, turning over, face against the leather, ass in the air as Billy slaps the supple skin. “God, you’re hot.” He praises as I moan softly, feeling him run the tip of his dick around in circles on my clit before sliding deep into my pussy. “Fuck, you’re so tight baby.” 

I moan into the leather as Billy starts to rock his hips into mine, faster and deeper in the new position. 

“Just like that.” I say as Billy grabs a fistfull of my hair, pulling me up slightly as he rubs circles on my clit causing me to cry out in pleasure.

“Are you going to cum for me princess? Cover my dick in cum?” 

I feel the coil tighten again, my eyes squeezing shut as I finally feel it snap, my body flooding with tingles as I cum all over Billy’s dick, my legs trembling as moans and profanities fall from my lips. I feel Billy’s thrusts grow sloppy as he reaches his high, cumming inside of me. 

Billy trails kisses from the top of my ass to my shoulder. 

“Happy Anniversary Princess.” Billy whispers, kissing my neck as he shuffles out of the car to adjust his clothing. 

I shuffle around in the car, wiggling my skirt back down and fixing my body suit as I step out of the car into the slight breeze of summer air. 

“I am still mad at you a little.” I mumble as Billy tuts, shaking his head. 

“Of course you are.” 

“But, that did make up for a little part of it.” I wink as Billy smirks, cupping my face and kissing me. My heart fills with love at the soft affectionate side of Billy.

“I love you Y/N.” 

“I love you too.” 

“I better get you home before your dad loses his shit at me.” Billy chuckles as I nod. 

“Sneak up through the window and spend the night?” I ask as I get into the passenger seat, Billy having made his way to the drivers side. I watch as Billy tosses up the idea as I smirk, placing my hand on his knee. 

“I haven’t been able to give you anything for our anniversary yet.” I whisper as my hand moves up his thigh, brushing against his dick as his breathing grows heavy. 

“You have me wrapped around your finger princess and you know it.” Billy smirks as he starts the car and begins the drive to my home. 

It’s going to be a sleepless night. 

[pinkiebieberpie]

social media au: boyfriend!billy hargrove x reader

one thing about me: i'm a whore for billy, this is quite filthy i guess, enjoy <33 feedback and reblogs are appreciated!! thank you!!

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social media au masterlist

social media au: st big three edition

[starlightandfairies]

Stranger Things Masterlist 

Main Masterpost

Billy Hargrove

Insecure Summer:

The reader is insecure about her body, she's at the pool and some girls decide to make her feel worse and Billy is there to help in the aftermath.

Cold Nights:

The reader and Billy have their first date, yet the reader is nervous but doesn't want to offend Billy due to her nervousness.

Party Mess:

The reader is at a party and can't find Billy for a little while. Becoming an open target for the party-goers, ability to ignore everything around them. Billy and the reader are already dating.

Nervous Surprise:

Billy gets the reader pregnant and both are going through the stress of being in teen parenthood. Hopper gives Billy a talk to reassure him of what was to come.

Coming Out:

The reader comes out to Billy wanting to transition from female to male and Billy is all for it.

Rainy Nights:

Billy's and the reader's flirty-playful banter turns into a confession

Three feet distance:

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

Ticklish:

The reader finds out Billy is ticklish

Steve Harrington

Ahoy!

Steve comforts the reader after the reader is ditched by friends at the mall.

Baby Fever:

The reader and Steve get a serious case of baby fever

Jonathan Byers

Sick Days:

Jonathan takes care of sick reader.

[peculiarpatches]

𝒍𝒊𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 - 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

Hello!!

 I’ve had this idea for awhile and decided ‘fuck it’ let’s write it. This is the prologue, so, there’s not much other than the main source and description of what the story is going to be about.  I would post the full story here, however, I just want to make sure people actually like it before I put it out there, haha. Either way - I do hope you like it! If you do, please like, comment and HELL - give me a few suggestions for other stories or what you’d like to see if you find yourself, enjoying this story. Thank you very much for reading :) It means the world to me. Much love, always. - cierra. x 

SIDENOTE: This story will contain both angst and smut. it’ll also feature triggering topics (abuse, both emotional and physical) so please be cautious when reading! also, female reader and features she/her pronouns. 

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                                                PROLOGUE. 

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Billy Hargrove. Bringing his name up in a conversation always brought one of two different reactions.  For the girls, it'd cause their cheeks to bleed red and they'd chew on their bottom lip and twirl their stray pieces of hair in between their fingers, murmuring how attractive he was and what they'd do if he were to ask them out. (What they'd do if they were alone with him in the back of his car, too. (Y/N) heard plenty of that scenario. Way too many details, if you were to ask her.  She still cringes when she thinks about Margaret Adams going into full story mode of what she'd do to Billy and what she'd like for Billy to do to her. Margaret was the definition of innocent. Went to church every Sunday, prayed without being told to, always carried a bible with her, would blush when a boy - male teachers, included - glanced in her direction. She was one of those girls. So, when she told (Y/N) what she'd love to do to Billy and vice versa, it was shocking, to say the very least. Of course, the moment the sentence (well.... several sentences) leaves her mouth, Margaret turned her head to the side averting  her gaze, but the sudden rosiness of her cheeks gave her away. (Y/N) could tell her  blush was burning  through her cheeks and her face  was feeling like a hot oven. 

She probably felt like a  sinner, saying all those foul words and using such dirty language like that...  

Oh, how she curses herself for not being able to stop herself from the sinful thoughts that corrupted her mind. 

(Y/N) practically felt the embarrassment clouding over from Margaret and hovering above her  as she attempted to hide her rosy cheeks behind her skinny fingers. (Y/N) had to fight back a laugh, even though it wasn't so funny to poor Margaret who was still blushing a beet-red and trying to pull her long, wavy brown hair to hide her burning cheeks. 

(It didn't work out and eventually, with a huff, Margaret gave up and dropped her hands at her sides.) "It's fine," (Y/N) reassured with a gentle smile. "I was just curious as to what people really thought about him. I'm new here too, you know?" She said with a shrug. "And although I may not be as pretty as Hargrove, I do wish I was given some attention he receives." She laughs, thankful Margaret found it funny as well as she had started to giggle.  

"I just wanted to know why people are so star struck over him, that's all." She explained. Margaret, this time, shrugged in reply.  "Not sure myself." She admitted, the red to her cheeks only growing deeper as she admits this statement. "He's something else, though, right?" Margaret continued.  "Sure." (Y/N) grinned, though it was far from a real, genuine smile. "Anyways, I've got to get to class but thank you." As she gets up to leave, Margaret is quick with an, "Oh! Hey... don't tell Pastor  Jason about what I said, okay?" "I promise. Your secret is safe with me.") When his name would be brought up with the same sex as he, there was mixed signals.  "I don't see the big deal of Hargrove." one spat.  "He's a cool dude, I guess." another spoke. "If he comes anywhere near Sabrina, I'm going to fight him, no matter where I am or how much trouble I'll get into, that's my girl and I'm not having Billy try and snatch her away." a jealous boy with the name Tyler said.   (In the end, as one comes to find out, Sabrina broke up with Tyler for Billy.)  (Billy and her didn't last.)  (His relationships never do.)  (It was a lose-lose situation for Tyler and Sabrina.)  Billy Hargrove.  From what I've seen myself, and from all the stories that I overhear in the school cafeteria, he's one Hell of a guy. Good and bad. There's two sides to every story, isn't there?   (There's more bad than good, so I've heard.)   This being said, that's what I've come to do — give a story to those curious about Billy Hargrove.  Who is he? Really? Behind that smirk he wears proudly against his lips — what goes on behind closed doors? (Other than the obvious hook up's.)  Does this man actually have a heart towards other people or does he only give a shit about himself? I have no idea. Nobody does.  I guess what I'm trying to say here is.... if nobody's going to ask questions, I might as well try and seek out the answers myself.  Nothing else interesting has happened in Hawkins, Indiana until Billy and his family have moved in.   It's Indiana, for fuck sake's. Not shit is interesting and the only entertaining thing that was going on was Billy and watching him from afar like he was the main character in a movie.  To Billy, more than likely, it was his world and we were all just his side characters, living in it.  Not anymore.  I've acted before. Won a few awards and ribbons for my acting skills, actually. (Not to brag.)  So, I can gladly pretend to love Billy Hargrove - the most  selfish and mysterious man  there  is in Hawkins, Indiana.  What's the worst that could happen?

Again, nothing else interesting happens in this town. Why not play pretend and see what he’s all about? 

Yes, I’m well aware too; Curiosity killed the cat. But, satisfaction brought it back. 

[cherrybumblebees-blog]

hues of blue- Billy Hargrove x reader

warnings: none

a/n: I am,,, super nervous to post this but yeehaw

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He looked ethereal like this, halo of hair spilled around his head and trailed over your pillow.

you let your fingertips gently run through his locks, down his forehead to the slope of his nose, spending extra time at his parted lips.

You could feel the warm delicate puffs of air pass through his peachy mouth, you continued your journey downwards, making sure to be extra soft on his sensitive collarbones as not to wake him.

You traced poetry on his tan skin, trailed up and planted scriptures in his palms.

your hand stopped on his shoulder, warm with morning sun as dawn breaks her way through the remaining night.

You watched as his eyes shifted under his lids like waves, eyelashes casting dancing shadows over his cheeks.

your heart aches almost painfully, fluttering too fast you’d thought you’d have a heart attack as he opens his sleepy eyes, blinks the haze away, and looks at you.

Billy’s real smile is a supernova. bright and burning to the core.

“G’ mornin’” he mumbled tiredly into the skin of your neck, soft curls tickling your skin, not rough with hairspray or sticky with gel.

he pulled away from you, admiring your messy morning look, the emotion in his eyes was galaxies deep- they carried the existence of a sunlit ocean; one hundred different hues of blue and if you got close enough you could see the small touch of gray that glittered in softly arcing wisps.

the swelling in your heart was too much, you leaned in and pressed your lips to his. You could feel his smile, feel him nibble on your bottom lip.

you spent the rest of the morning wrapped up in each other.

[zoraclover777]

Your eyes give you away.

[ Part 3 ]

[ Part 1 ] // [ Part 2 ]

Couple: Billy Hargrove x reader

Warnings: angst, but y'all already know my ass always got that in the story.

Requested: Yes — @bloodyprincess28

AN: i was looking through my stories and saw someone requested a part three for this, so here we are, folks!!!

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"Acting?" The questionable word made you walk slightly faster as you heard his footsteps behind you and you rolled your eyes. "I didn't know this was fucking theatre—hey, stop fucking walking away from me!"

When you got outside, you spun around to face him and you hissed, pointing a finger in his chest. "No, we're not friends, Hargrove. You stayed at my house. That's all, nothing more. You came to me in a time of need and I helped you."

He scoffed as he took a step back and grabbed a cigarette from his pack, lighting it before he shrugged his shoulders at you. "Cool, then. Just like the rest, leavin' and shit. Have a great rest of your fucking life."

Shaking your head, you laughed as you started walking down the sidewalk and to your house, biting your lip as you went. With every step, a new thought came into your mind and you tried to shake them away.

What felt like five minutes, was actually twenty minutes, and you stared at your house, eyes narrowed as you saw an unfamiliar car parked in the driveway.

A bubbly redhead jumped out of it and ran to you, almost tackling you as you held onto her. She laughed but pulled away when she saw all her friends riding to your house, backpacks in tow and the sound of chains following.

You watched as they all started to get off the bikes and head into the house, keeping their own conversations. You followed until you got to the front door and as you were about to walk in, a voice made you stop in your tracks.

"Hey—wait, uh, what's up?"

Turning around, you raised an eyebrow and stared him down, watching as he put his hands in his pocket—cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

"I have to go—make sure the kids are starting their homework and all that." With a turn, you turned the handle and took one step inside before he grabbed your wrist.

"Listen, I shouldn't have to apologize to you because I did nothing wrong—"

"And we're off to a great start, aren't we?"

"Can't you just fucking hear me out?"

"Why? So in a couple months we can fuck each other over and be heartbroken? I'm okay, Billy. Really."

"Wha—no, shit, is that what you think of me?"

"I think everybody is like that and im satisfied with my little bubble—with no intrusions." Stepping away, you walked inside and closed the door, only for Billy to stick his foot in.

"Let's talk."

"I don't want to."

"You're being a real fuckin' pain in the ass, doll."

"Awesome. Great. I'm going to need you to step away from the door, now." Smile plastered on your face, you watched as he stood there and shook his head.

"What's it going to take to get you to talk to me?"

"A bullet. Goodbye, Hargrove." Within a few seconds, you had somehow got his foot out of the door and closed it on his face.

—————

"In, in, in. Mike, get your ass in the ca—leave the fucking waffles!" You watched as he groaned before running inside and back out, hanging his head as he got in the car. Checking your watch as you ran to the driver's side, you quickly got in and peeled out of the driveway.

"We're going to be late—"

"No, we're not!" You mumbled, taking turns left and right before stopping at a stop sign.

"It's already five fifty! It takes fifteen minutes to get to the school and we have to go to the lockers!" Dustin whined, holding onto his seatbelt as you took a sharp left.

"Five if I speed, ten if we get pulled over."

And you were right, within five minutes you had speed into the parking lot and got out of the car, helping the kids as you ushered them out.

"Go, go, go—have a great day at school!" You waved until the door closed before leaning back against you car and breathing out, checking your watch again. As you turned to open the door to the vehicle, you heard it—the loud guitar of a Van Halen song and you cursed yourself for stand there, still.

Breathing out, you listened to the sounds of two car doors opening, a farewell, and then footsteps on gravel before you heard his voice.

"Y/N."

"Yes. Hey. Hi."

"We still need to have that talk, ya know?"

"Listen, here's the thing," the sound of you unlocking your door made him raise an eyebrow and you coughed. "I would love to chit-chat and ask you about the weather, but I don't want to be late for class—"

"Class doesn't even start for another fucking hour, we go to the same damn school. Stop avoiding me!"

Tongue running over your bottom lip, your eyes met with his and you shook your head. Exhaling from your nose, you leaned back against your car and gestured for him to continue.

"I need to know if I did something wrong to make you act like I'm completely fucking invisible. I thought we had some kind of spark or shit, or that we were at least getting there—"

"You thought wrong."

"You shut people out more than I do, damn, Y/N. At least I can admit I have feelings for you! I have this weird shit happening everytime I see you and now I feel like I can't fucking breathe because you don't want anything to do with me."

"I'm sorry, I can't—"

"Can you at least try?" His hands came to rest on your shoulders before squeezing gently and rolling his eyes, head shaking slightly. "I'm trying here, Y/N and I've never tried for jack shit in my life!"

"You expect me to just, do that? Try for someone that I barely even know?" You jerked away from his grasp, but his hands immediately came to your shoulders again and you sighed out. "I don't know what you expect from me—"

"I expect you to fucking try! At least give me something that says you actually, maybe, give a shit about me?" His voice was shaking as he gripped your shoulders tighter and you laughed, pushing yourself away for a final time.

"We slept together, so what!"

"Ew, you guys—"

"Ah—HA, I told you, Max! My sister likes your brother." Dustin yelled, pointing at her and your teeth came to graze your lip before turning to them.

"No, Billy likes your sister—"

"Inside."

"But—"

"Now!"

You heard them grumble before turning around and going inside, closing the door before you faced Billy, your face fallen.

"I can't be with you. I'm sorry."

"Are you fucking—you're kidding me, right? Is this a sick fucking joke because it isn't funny."

"Just go home, Billy. Max will be home by eight." With that, you turned on your heel and opened the door, walking inside.

"Y/N, wait, I'm—"

"See you at school tomorrow, Hargrove." Closing the door, you leaned against it and groaned, slamming your head on it.

"Do you like Billy?" Max's voice made you look down and raise an eyebrow at her, arms crossing in defense.

"No."

"Liar."

"You little—go play with your friends!" You hissed, watching as she ran off and you walked to the couch, sitting down before sighing.

Maybe giving him a chance wasn't such a bad thing.

Or maybe, it was.

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AN: Okay, no happy ending because I'm greedy okay bye.

[multific]

Wine

Dacre Montgomery x Reader

Summary: After spending months of crushing on Dacre, all you needed is a little courage to speak up, or alcohol. 

  His handsome face caused you more confusion than any math problem ever could.

The way he smiled made you feel fuzzy on the inside. And it was harder and harder to hide your feelings for him. You were sure some of your co stars noticed it by now.

You had a crush on him from the moment he walked on set and introduced himself as the actor who will be playing Billy.

And ever since, you were lost.

Lost in his eyes, in his smile and in his incredible physique. You forgot your lines whenever he was also in the scene with you, because you were so nervous. You felt like a teen again. A love-sick teen.

And in a way that helped you build your character for the series. Which was a bonus at least.

But now, you were lost, in a different meaning of the word. 

You were expected to go to a dinner with the cast, however on your way there you must have took the wrong turn, because you were now in a completely different side of town. And the best of it all? Your rental car decided to breakdown. You did manage to call a recovery and a taxi.

You were very late for the dinner. Because when you finally got there half of the group already left and the other half was drinking.

“I’m so sorry. My car broke down. I tried to call,  but someone didn’t pick up.” you said shooting a glance to Finn. Finn was the only one you had as a contact since you two were great friends. “I’m starving.” you said as a waiter handed you the menu.

“Good to see that you made it.” Dacre said beside you and this is when you noticed that you took a seat next to him. You offered him a smile before you ordered something for yourself.

“I took a wrong turn, because the GPS in the car was terrible, then after driving around for about fifteen minutes the car decided that it would break down.” you told him as the waiter left to get your order ready.

“Ah, I was starting to think that you wouldn’t come.”

“No, I wouldn’t miss it for anything. But now, I’m without a car, and hungry.”

“I can drive you back to your hotel. Shouldn’t be far from mine.”

“I actually have a rented apartment...” you say trying not to sound like a spoiled teen. “But I would appreciate it if you could drive me home, thank you, Dacre.”

“Of course.” he smiled.

That damn smile of his. Cute yet sexy at the same time. Innocent yet somehow kinky.

Maybe you were going mad.

You took a sip of your drink before you looked back to your right were he sat, he gave you a wink before he went back to his conversation.

You were definitely going mad.

***

Perhaps drinking multiple glasses of wine wasn’t the best choice. But it was so delicious. And who could have thought that you would end up tipsy when you even ate a lot?

You just hoped not to be a burden to Dacre and the others. Or you hoped you wouldn’t say something you shouldn’t.

Slowly everyone left, one by one, leaving you and Dacre behind. He was telling you stories, making you laugh. And you did the same.

“Maybe we should leave too. Tomorrow you have the day off, no? You will be able to sleep.”

“Hmm.” you said nodding your head as your hand unconsciously moved to the part where his shirt was open. Not as low as his character, Billy would have, but it still had his delicious skin show.

“What are you doing?” he asked with a laugh as he watched your hand move from his neck down until his open shirt let you.

“Your skin. I needed to know if it is as smooth as it looks.” You grabbed your glass, which was now filled with water.

“And? Is it?” your drunken mind was too focused on anything else to notice how his voice lowered and his eyes darkened. And he didn’t push you away. 

“It’s even better than I imagined.” you said as you looked around. “Where are the others?” you asked with a confused expression.

“They left. And we should too. I have a feeling you will have one hell of a headache tomorrow.”

“I never do. I can drink as much as I want, but no headaches.”

“Lucky you.” he said, laughing as he stood up from the chair. You did the same but you wobbled a little. He had to grab you so you wouldn’t fall.

You moved your nose closer to his neck and smelled his perfume.

“Tom Ford Black Orchid.” you said as you grabbed your purse.

“You know your cologne.”

“I used to work in a perfume store. I know most.” you said as you ran your hand through your hair and made your way out of the restaurant.

You quickly got into Dacre’s car as he started to drive.

You knew you were staring, you felt it. And if you did, so did he. He took a quick glance at you before turning back to the road.

“What?” he asked with a laugh.

“How can you be real? Handsome, funny, smart, talented, kind and your killer smile. Just not fair.” you were pouting, the fact that you practically confessed to Dacre completely went over your head.

“Well, thank you. I think you are also very nice and beautiful and talented.”

“You are just saying that because I complimented you.”

“No, I truly mean it.”

“Sure.” you said letting out a long yawn.

You watched as the buildings passed before you closed your eyes.

***

The next morning you woke up in your bed. You were confused as to how you got there in the first place, but not the weirdest place to wake up after a few drinks.

Thanks to the alcohol, you forgot most of what happened. You remembered being late, talking to Dacre, Natalie, Joe and Charlie. Then you remember eating and drinking, but nothing more.

You assumed the images in your head about talking to Dacre were just your imagination.

As you walked out of the bedroom into the living room, you noticed a few things were misplaced, but you blamed your drunk self. You sat on the couch and decided to order some burgers. You put your phone down on the small table and this is when you noticed another phone there. It was definitely not yours. You picked it up and as the lock screen flashed you saw an image of a beach.

Did you steal someone’s phone? OR was someone else in the apartment with you? As you turned around you saw Darce standing in the hallway, looking in the mirror, fixing his hair. Then you looked back to the table in front of you and back to Dacre who was now standing behind you.

“Morning! You sure sleep a lot it’s almost 11 am.” he said. But why was he there?

“Hi. Umm...sorry but why are you here?”

“Oh, right. So, I drove you home, but you fell asleep in the car, so I carried you in.”

“And you changed my clothes?”

“No, you did that, half asleep. And you said I could stay since it was late, so I did.” he said as he sat down beside you on the couch. “Look you said something yesterday.”

“Oh no. Did I make a fool of myself?” you asked, feeling embarrassment creep up in your stomach.

“No. You didn’t just...I was so afraid to ask you out. I thought you are going to reject me, but now I’m a bit more confident.” you didn’t know what he was referring to, him? Afraid of rejection from you? How? You could only stare at him as he ran his fingers up and down his chest with a smile. “Would you be open for a date with me?” he asked and just as you opened your mouth to answer, your doorbell rang.

“It’s my food. I’ll be quick.” you stood up and walked to the door. Hoping that on your way to the door and back, you would be able to make sense of what was happening. Did Dacre really just asked you on a date? And what did you say that encouraged him to finally open up.

You walked back into the kitchen.

“I ordered some burgers, would you like some?” you asked him and he accepted. “I’m not avoiding your question by the way.” you said as you handed him his plate and sat down once again. “I’m just confused, you thought I didn’t like you?”

“Yes. I didn’t want to make it awkward between us, so I just didn’t do anything about it.”

“Well, Dacre, I would love to go on a date with you.”

​“Cool.” he said smiling.

“That’s not fair! You smiling like that is. How would I ever be able to say no if I know that you will smile like that when you are happy.” Now he was laughing as you smiled yourself.

“Guess then I can do whatever I want, Babe.”

You shook your head before you turned the TV on to watch something while you ate.

Out of the corner of your eye you saw Dacre looking at you.

You were extremely happy that your feeling were reciprocated. And also the fact that he asked you out on a date, you would never have imagined things to turn out that way.

Perhaps you should drink wine more often.

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Your eyes were screwed shut as you listened to your friend giggle along with your waitress. You both were at dinner to get work off of your minds, but somehow she got caught into talking to him. You didn't blame her, he was pretty hot and she was single. But after a while, you got sick of them talking.

You picked up the wine glass, taking a sip. It tasted sweet and it started buzzing in your system. You sat the glass down and drowned out their yapping. 

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Dacre, Surprisingly was going through the same thing you were. His friend was so busy being wrapped around a woman's finger that he totally forgot he was there. It wasn't like Dacre cared, but it was getting annoying. Dacre eyes scanned the restaurant that was halfway empty. It didn't take him long for his eyes to fall on you. 

God you were beautiful. You looked extremely bored like he was, but still beautiful.

A pair of eyes on you made you feel uncomfortable. You sat up in your chair and looked around the room to see who it was. The search wasn't long because you found them. The blue eyes stared at you before they fell to the table. You could see him blushing. You giggled and looked down at your lap. He was adorable.

Dacre felt embarrassed for getting caught, but he needed to look back up to see you again. His eyes landed on you again. He could see the smile on your face and that gave him butterflies. He needed to know who you were.

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After some serious planning, Dacre came up with how he wanted to introduce himself. He breathed out and stood up. You looked up to see him walking towards you. Your heart was beating fast, you sure it would jump out of your chest. Dacre approached you and smiled. 

"Hi." His accent threw you off. It made him sexier. "I'm Dacre." He extended his arm for you to shake. You happily took and shook it. "Y/n." Dacre smiled, "that's a beautiful name."

Your friend watched you and her mouth fell open. She knew exactly who that was. She decided not to say anything and let you interact with him.

"So I wanted to talk to you if that's fine, I'm bored." You nodded. "Yeah sure, I'm bored too." Dacre pulled out the chair beside you and sat down. He looked at you with his warm Blue eyes and it made you tingle.

The both of you made conversation, and you learned a lot about him. He played Billy in stranger things, he was from Australia (duh), and he liked literally all the things you liked.

You didn't notice how late it was until you glanced down at your watch. "Oh shit." You need to be at work tomorrow and it was almost 11. "Oh I have to go to work tomorrow." You looked over at your friend and told her that you both needed to go. She stood up and said bye to the guy, who was probably going to lose his job. 

Turning back to Dacre, you exhaled. "I'm sorry, we can talk later if you like."

Dacre stood up and nodded. "You of course." He pulled out his phone and you put your number in it. You handed it back to him and smiled. "Okay see you later."

You were about to leave when dacre called your name. You turned around to him. "Yes." Dacre walked up to you, he leaned down and kissed you gently. You whimpered quietly into the kiss, feeling his soft lips. He pulled away and looked at you. "See you later."

He turned back around and walked off. You stood there dumbfounded, fireworks interrupting in your stomach.

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Colson Baker x Female Reader, Dacre Montgomery x Female Reader  

Request by anon : girl, could you please write something in which mgk leaves reader for another woman, and then reader starts dating Dacre, and kells regrets broke up with her and then you decide with who she will end up? I would really like to see my 2 crush in same imagine.

The news came out that Colson and i broke up and the fans were so sad, that they couldn’t understand why such couple like us to break it off. With all the internet going on and on about my relationship with Colson it got tiring and i just wanted it all to stop. After a couples weeks of being single again, i ended up meeting Dacre. 

Dacre was such a gentlemen to me and he wasn’t like Colson at all and didn’t know if that as a good thing or a bad thing. The amount of times i felt as if i was making the wrong choice in being around someone new, haunted me for a while. Being around Dacre felt nice and made me feel alive. 

Spending another day with Dacre, we ended up on a boat with some of his friends. It was nice to go out and be around others for a while as well. The sound of my phone going off distracted me from Dacre as i opened my phone to see a link to a interview of Colson. Clicking the link the interview opened up to Colson with his shades on, you knew he did that when he wasn’t comfortable enough to show his eyes. 

The way he positioned himself within the chair,leaning back and the vibe he gave off really showed how much he didn’t want to be there. Through out the interview their was a moment where my name popped up and i could feel the tension in the room as if i was their. 

Interviewer : “So i heard about your last breakup with Y/n, i heard she started seeing someone new, how are you feeling?” 

Colson: “I’m fine, i hope she is doing fine as well”   

As the interview ended i felt some way that i couldn't explain. I could see Colson in pain and it made my heart ache. All these feelings for Colson i could still feel them around me.  Darce noticed me feeling a little down as he took me hand as i felt his touch. “y/n you okay darling?” I nodded my head as i looked in his eyes,some part of me wished it was Colson’s blue eyes instead of Dacre’s blue eyes. 

After the boat trip getting home was nice to finally just chill as i went to check my social medias. Scrolling down twitter i liked a bunch of fan tweets and right as i clicked refresh a new tweet from Colson popped up as i just stared at that one tweet.  

Colson @machinegunkelly 

I feel like i regret so much in my life, especially losing her. 

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I knew this tweet meant he regrets breaking up with me but like the way we ended i thought he’d never want to see me again. The fans went crazy as the replies filled with my twitter handle. Out of impulse i couldn’t help it but like the tweet. Laying back down as i stared at the chaos i was planning to make after liking his tweet. Mumbling “fuck” under my breath looking back through other trends on twitter.  

As my phone went off a new text appeared from Dacre. Sliding open my messages i bit my lip reading his text. 

Dacre: Hay Darling you wanna get dinner tonight? 

I grew unsure what to say to him thinking he thinks this would be a date or something like that. I wasn’t even sure what we were at this point. I think i only wanted to be a friend to him but the other part wants to try being something more. I was so lost in my feelings that i just went and agreed to the dinner. 

Me: Yeah sure pick me up at 7 

By the time Dacre picked me up and took me out to the restaurant i wasn’t too sure if i had made the right decision. Having him sit right in front of me and hear him talk like he couldn’t feel me start to fall apart wishing it was Colson making some dumb joke that i’ll laugh at anyway. Fake smiling at something Dacre said to me as i heard my phone ding. “Oh im sorry i thought i turned my phone off” Dacre smiles at me as he nodded in understanding. 

Looking down at my text message it was from Colson. My heart raced as i opened the text. 

Colson: Look out the window 

As i grew confused at his words i looked behind Dacre’s head and saw Colson standing outside. As i stood up Dacre was so lost by my actions. “I’m gonna go outside for a minute” Once Dacre turned around he realized what was happening. “Are you sure love?” I shook my head and opened the door and walked straight over to Colson.   

Staring right back at me was the man i had loved for over a year. “How are you here Colson and why?” “I saw something on twitter, i fucking regret leaving you i know i fucked up like i always do but i can’t fucking lose you” Trying to hold back tears, Colson placed his hands so he could hold your face. “You can’t just come back in my life and think everything is gonna go back to the way it was Colson” A sigh from Colson left his lips from hearing your words.

“I know we can’t fix what’s broken, i’ll do what ever i have to y/n” Colson pleaded. “ I don’t know if it will be enough for me, you left me for someone who clearly is better than me right?” He shook his head no to me as i leaned my head up against the glass. “Y/n, you’re the most amazing women i’ve ever had and i never should of thought of someone else when you’re clearly standing right their.” As tears fell down my cheeks i felt his fingers pushing them off my face. “If YOU LOVE ME THEN PROVE IT TO ME, DON’T TELL ME SHOW ME”  

Within moments that turned into seconds, Colson kissed me. The kiss wasn’t what i was expecting, but i needed it even though a part of me didn’t want it. The feeling of his lips tasted like alcohol as i figured. Letting him go i could see it in his eyes he had been a wreck for some time. “Please let me fix this, i need you in my life, you get me through all the pain, i fucked up so bad even Casie was mad that i hurt you, she loves you so much” Realizing how much love i have for him and his family like Casie makes me try again but their has to be changes. 

“Colson i just need you to know that if i come back you are gonna have to change, not just for myself but for you” He shook his head in a understanding as i hugged him.  “I’ll call you tomorrow and we can talk okay?” Colson mumbled a “okay” as i watched him go back to his car. The sound of the door opening from the restaurant made me turn as Dacre appeared as he knew something happened. 

“That was him wasn’t it?” Dacre questioned me as i just nod as a answer. “you love him don’t you?” Sighing as he knew the answer to that question as well. “I love him so much i’m sorry” “It’s okay, you want me to take you home?” “Yeah thank you” The drive home was silent as i knew what was to come within the next day.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

[elvisabutler]

ride it, my pony

summary: your boyfriend has been holed up with elvis and bones all night. you would like some attention. he never can say no to you. fandom: elvis 2022 rating: m pairing: steve binder x gender neutral reader word count: 1209 warnings: thigh riding. use of the words baby, sweetheart to describe the reader. choking with an ascot. minor cum eating? like basically lick your fingers clean. public play. ...voyeurism. you'll see on that last one. author's note: welcome to day 16 of kinktober, thigh riding with steve binder. this was fun. the twist came to me at work where trust me i lived a very weird day so of course that's what comes from it. i know i am now...two days behind but i'll catch up, have no fear.

"Babe, you have got to be quiet." Steve murmurs against your lips as you pull him into the open control room. There's only a few of you still in the building, but Steve is very aware that if you both get caught he's going to have to answer to the higher ups and that is a headache he does not feel up to dealing with. Not while also dealing with the biggest pain of a manager he's ever met in the form of Tom Parker.

You laugh softly. "I know, I know, be quiet so no one hears us. What do you think, Elvis or Bones is going to catch us? Bones has run into us enough in weird positions and Elvis is- Elvis. He's probably done worse. It'll be fine."

He just looks at you and frowns before sitting down in one of the chairs. He pats his thigh. "Come on, I've got maybe ten-fifteen minutes tops, we've got to make this quick or E's gonna-"

If Steve had more to say it's swallowed up in the bruising kiss you give him as you center yourself onto his thigh. Fifteen minutes was not enough for Steve to have sex with you, you are aware of this. IT is enough for him to be able to get you off though and that's the real crux of the issue. Your tongue slides against his, exploring his mouth in ways you normally wouldn't when you two need to be quick but he's been busy and you want to show him how much you missed him. When you pull back there's a bit of saliva that trails between your lips and you find that you want to see that over and over. Another time, perhaps.

Your hips start to gyrate on him as you use his shoulders as purchase, it's not perfect, not by any means, but it's getting the job done. The motion sends just enough pressure between your legs that you groan a little, seeking out more of it. Steve's watching you use his thigh as your way to get yourself off and he wonders why the two of you have never tried this before.

"Look at you. You're so needy tonight. Jealous I'm spending time with EP and not you? So jealous you had to come in while we're working?"

Your eyes had fallen shut, trying to focus on the sensation of you rubbing against him. Trying to focus on how his hands are gripping your hips so you don't fall and they're almost tight enough to bruise. At that though, at what he says your eyes shoot open. "Jealous my boyfriend is spending all night with Elvis Presley. Maybe a little. I did like him in his movies. Viva Las Vegas when he was all wet. Maybe I should have dragged him out here- he would have-"

Steve takes the opportunity to bite your neck, it's a tiny nip but it's enough to drown out your words in a muffled whimper. Steve's focused on the doorway, focused on the dark spot in the doorway but you don't notice as you're facing the other way.

"You're on my thigh, babe. He wouldn't know what to do with you. My sweetheart, my minx. You'd chew him up and spit him out." His thigh moves to meet your gyrations, chasing after the space between your legs to add more pressure, to see your eyes roll into the back of your head. "He'd be talking too much you'd have choke him with his ascot."

Your eyes light up for a moment before your hand moves to his neck, playing with the ascot he has fastened around it. A smirk crosses your features as you pull just slightly, earning a cough from Steve. "I'd have to choke him? Mr. Binder. If I didn't know any better you want me to do that to you. Can't stay quiet either?"

He can still talk, just barely but it's softer this time, closer to a murmur against your ear. He takes one of your hands from his shoulder and moves it down to his clothed cock pressing against his slacks. "I feel like I'm going to come in my pants like a teenager, sweetheart. You know how loud I get."

You growl something that's practically inhuman at the knowledge, your speed increasing as you hear a bit back moan that sounds just a little deeper than Steve's but write it off as your boyfriend losing himself to the sensation of you on against his thigh. The pressure isn't as consistent as you'd like but you can feel something building, feel the heat coiling in your lower abdomen as Steve starts whispering more filth the tighter your grip on his ascot gets. "Babe, should have had you take off your pants. You're gonna make a mess of yourself and I can't clean it up. Promise tomorrow, later- We'll take a few hours break."

The image that comes to mind has Steve between your legs, taking his time with you, his mouth on your most intimate parts earning moans and groans as your hand yanks at his hair. Your answering whine has his grip on your hips tightening as you move faster, desperate to cum for him- for both of you. One of his hands, the one not on your hip moves between your legs, under your slacks as you thrust in just a certain way that has you biting back your moan of pleasure and practically flopping against him. You feel Steve shudder against you, your grip on the ascot making it a little hard for him to do anything but a whimper as he follows you. He pulls his hand of your slacks and finds that there's a bit of cum on them. Your hand at this point has dropped down from his ascot and you eye his hand, watching as he just licks the cum off his fingers with a smirk.

"Steve-" You start before he pulls you in for a kiss.

"Later, babe." A pause. "We're still gonna be here for a while, why don't you go home and clean yourself up. I'll- I'll call you when I'm going to leave, okay?"

Your answering pout almost does him in, almost makes him forget that there's another person in this room that only he can tell his here and almost makes him take off your clothes. He has a job to do though and you- he wants to keep you to himself. You sigh.

"Promise? No sleeping at the studio?"

He puts his hand up and does a scouts' salute. "Scout's honor, babe. Now, go. Love you."

You hop off him, adjusting your slacks and underwear before rushing out the door. "Love you too!"

Steve stays sitting down for a good five minutes, listening to his breathing as well as the mildly heavy breathing of the person in the shadows. He moves to stand up and walk out the door, prepared to shut it before he stops at the threshold. "E, next time you want to watch me and my partner, give us a warning. They're mine and I'm not really big on getting them stolen from under me by you. See you in five."

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Would you be able to write something for billy Hargrove possibly a soft version of him (sorry this is my first time requesting something ☺️)

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Billy Hargrove x Female Reader

Words: 1353.

Warnings: Smut18+, Male Performing Oral, Fingering, Slightly Toxic Relationship.

A/n: I'm back! I have been working so much but please enjoy and I will be pumping through my requests! (A lot of Weasley Twin content is coming!) Please feel free to send more x Smut will be below the cut!

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Billy and I had gotten into another stupid argument over him going to a party without me. Typically he would give me the option and I would either attend or turn him down due to the group he was partying with. However on this occasion Billy hadn’t even mentioned tonight's gathering and that enraged me. Which has led me to laying in the bath, warm water engulfing my body and bubbles popping away on the surface. I sink lower into the tub, water washing over my shoulders as my knees hit the cool autumn air causing a sigh to escape my lips.

A knock reaps against the bathroom door, the soft voice of my mother dancing through the air.

“Sweetheart, how much longer will you be?”

I tilt my head back slightly, wanting nothing more than to stay in this bath.

“One second.” I call back, the water swishing from my movements as I stand, grabbing my towel and starting to dry myself. I do the robe up around my body, the soft fabric smooth against my skin. I pull open the door, my mother applying her lipstick in the hallway mirror.

“Your father and I are leaving for Aunt Hilda’s now.” My mother smiles, her hand touching the fluffy fabric of my robe.

“Say hello to her for me.” My mother nods in response, before pulling me into a warm embrace. “When will you be home?”

“Sunday night, remember no boys, I don’t want to find Mr Hargrove in your bed on Monday morning.” My mother warns as I chuckle.

“No need to worry about that.” I pull away from the hug, a sad expression on her face.

“Nothing to be sad about, we didn’t break up or anything, just not seeing eye to eye.”

“Again? Darling, I don’t know if this is healthy.” I pout at my mother’s input, her hand rubbing up and down my arm with sympathy.

“It’s fine, really.” A small smile dances across my lips trying to be reassuring to her.

“Okay honey, let me know if you need anything, your dad has left money on the table for you.” My mother kisses my cheek softly before walking down stairs to join my dad.

“Love you honey!” My father’s voice booms up the staircase as I call back my reply, telling them both I love them and to enjoy themselves. I wander into my room searching through my drawers as my fingers come into contact with Billy's white tee, the cotton fabric soft against my fingertips. I hold it up to my nose smelling the shirt as a small hint of his cologne flows through my senses. I pull the shirt over my head, deciding to wear it anyway, mainly for comfort while I’m alone in this big house. I pull on long pajama pants before walking downstairs to figure out something to eat.

I grab out a box of mac and cheese figuring it would be an easier choice than anything else. While reading the back of the packet, a loud booming knock lands on the front door, startling me.

“Shit.” I mumble to myself, placing my hand over my racing heart. The banging continues as I rush to the door. “I’m coming!” I pull open the door, revealing Billy, holding flowers, looking like a lost puppy.

“Cute flowers, no party?” I lean against the door frame waiting for his reply, I know my words are cold but seeing him right now isn’t thrilling me.

“Baby, I screwed up.” Billy starts as I hum in agreement. “Can I come in?” I tilt my head slightly, a cool breeze washing through my hair before I succumb to his request, moving from the doorway, allowing his body to brush against mine before closing the door behind him. Billy walks over to the dining room, placing the flowers on the table and leaning against the wooden frame.

“I should of talked to you about the stupid party, I didn’t think you’d want to go and didn’t realise what I was missing.” Billy’s eyes wander over my body causing me to cross my arms over my chest.

“Parties are something we argue about a lot.”

Billy walks closer to me, his finger moving under my chin to allow our eyes to connect.

“I know and I’m sorry baby.” I hum in acknowledgement, my eyes quickly flicking to his lips before locking back to his eyes, a small cocky smirk dancing across his face.

“My girl knows I love her, right?” Billy asks as I softly nod my head, Billy licks his lips before cupping my neck in his palm, our lips falling together. I instinctively moan into his mouth, my fingers tugging on the strands of hair at the nape of his neck. His hands softly roam my body, a small gasp falls from my lips as he pinches my hardened nipples.

Billy pulls away from our kiss, my breathless whimper filling the space between us. Billy picks me up quickly and places me on the table.

“Let me show you just how sorry I am.” Billy whispers, his lips kissing down my neck, sucking and licking the skin. I lean back on my palms, allowing my body to be more open for him.

Billy tugs at the shirt covering my body, pulling it over my head as his lips instantly latch onto my nipple, pulling the nub between his teeth, a soft hiss falling from my lips. I watch Billy kiss his way down my body, slowly pulling down my pants, kissing my thighs as the fabric falls from my skin, a small chuckle rumbling through his chest as he looks over my pussy.

“Naughty girl, no panites huh.” Heat fills my cheeks, his eyes dark with lust and hunger as he places my legs over his shoulders. Billy softly traces a figure eight on the outside of my pussy, the feather-like touch causes my breath to hitch, watching his every move tentatively.

Billy places a small kiss against my heat before slipping his tongue past my folds, collecting my wetness on the tip of his tongue.

A deep breath escapes me as I tilt my head back, reviling in the feeling on his tongue swirling around my clit. Billy’s hands fall to my hips, pulling me closer against his mouth, his thumb rubbing circles on my skin as he tongue flicks side to side. Tasting every inch of my heat, sucking my clit causing my eyes to roll back.

“Billy.” My fingers run through his hair, tugging on the strands as he moans, looking up at me with a wink. His tongue leaves my pussy being replaced by his index and middle fingers, rubbing slow circles on my clit. He kisses up my body, slipping two fingers inside of me, a waterfall of moans fall between us, his fingers moving in and out of me, the sound of my wetness hits my ears as our lips lock together.

I gasp, allowing his tongue to slip into my mouth tasting myself on him. Billy’s thumb rubs fast circles on my clit, his fingers curling deep inside of me brushing against my g-spot. I break our kiss moaning loud as my mouth forms an ‘O’, feeling my body fall hot, the band inside of me tightening.

“Let go for me baby, cover my fingers.” I smirk at his words, rocking my hips against his fingers to bring my release closer.

“Just like that.” I whisper, Billy kisses up my neck softly biting my earlobe as my high flows through me, my legs shaking as I hold onto his shoulders tightly.

“Good girl baby.” I bite my lip to muffle my whimper, my mouth falling open in slight shock as Billy sucks on his fingers.

“You’re the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.” Billy winks as my chest rises and falls. “I am sorry babygirl.”

I nod at his apology, licking my lips pulling him closer to me by his shirt.

“Stay until Sunday and make it up to me.” I wink, causing Billy to smile wide.

“Anything for you.”

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Because this is such a character-centric RP without any real overarching plot going on, we feel like making ‘weekly recap’ posts is pretty useful so everyone can stay up to date even if we don’t always have the time to read every single post on the dash. So here’s ACup’s 87th week in review!

New Characters

Darce Allen (minor character), played by Dee

Sage Belmont (minor character), played by Leigh

Serena Smythe, played by Laura

Haley Sterling, played by Jeanne

This brings us to forty-one active main characters and four minor characters!

Re-opened/Retired Characters

Mercedes Jones - personal reasons

Brodie Weston - failure to return from hiatus

Wanted Characters

Chloe Anderson, Blair’s half-sister

Mal Rutherford’s co-worker and first crush

Tasha, X’s first friend, muse, and love

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Amber Montgomery, played by Aly - on hiatus until March 24

Fiona Hudson, Nicola de Rocha, and Scout Solano, played by KT - on semi-hiatus until March 25

Rowan Flanagan, played by Becca - on hiatus until March 31

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Hi!!! Can you do 5 and 29 with Sweet Pea or Billy

All writings will be #writing-wh0re-requests. 

Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader 

Word Count: 940 - Longer than I expected. 

Warnings: Smut18+, Alcohol, Unprotected Sex, Vaginal Intercourse, Very Slight Cockwarming, Daddy Kink, Choking, Explicit Language, Slight Praise Kink, Jealousy(?). 

Prompt’s Requested:

5 - one more time 

29 - without me? 

A/n: I hope you enjoy!

I walk through the halls of Hawkins high school as I spot him, his back against my locker as Heather touches his shoulder laughing at something he said. As I get closer I hear more of their conversation, my presence still unknown as my blood boils at Heather’s words. 

“One more time? With me?” Her voice drips with seduction as I scoff rolling my eyes. 

“Move Billy.” 

“Afternoon baby girl.” 

“Oh, hi Y/n, I forget that you’re dating Billy.” 

I fake a smile as I turn to my locker ignoring the girl. 

“I’ll see you tonight Billy, don’t be late okay.” Heather warns as he smirks at her nodding as he chews his gum. 

“Don’t be late.” I mimic as I put my books into the locker, shutting it as I lean against the cool metal, Billy standing in front of me, his hands on my hips as he smirks. 

“You aren’t jealous, are you baby?” My eyes roll in annoyance as Billy leans closer his grip on my hips tightening slightly. “Because I’d be happy to have you remind me who owns my cock.” 

Blush hits my cheeks as I pull Billy closer to me by his jean jacket, our lips smashing together as his hands run up my back. 

“Billy!” I hear Tommy call his name as Billy groans against my lips, his body heat leaving mine as Tommy cups his shoulder. 

“Want to head straight to mine?” 

Billy looks at me as Tommy chuckles. 

“Y/n is a big girl, I’m sure she can ask one of her friends for a ride.” 

I narrow my eyes at Tommy as Carol appears beside him, her hand resting on her shoulder. 

“Carol can take you home.” 

“Actually I was heading straight to yours, so she can’t.” 

I roll my eyes as I look at Billy, waiting for him to say something as he just keeps his eyes anywhere but mine. Seriously?

“Enjoy your party.” I scoff as I push through the pair. “Oh and say hi to Heather for me.” 

I turn my back and continue walking out of the school as I see the last bus leave. 

“Fucking perfect.” I groan as I see Steve walking to his car. Bingo. 

“Harrington!” 

“Steve!” 

Steve turns to look at me quizzingly as I almost run over to him. 

“Could I ask a huge favour?” 

“Uh, depends really, will your boyfriend beat me up?” 

“I am sorry he did that, but could I maybe have a ride home?” 

“A ride home? Why can’t Billy take you?”

“You ask a lot of questions, but he has a party, please I can give you gas money.” I attempt to persuade him as he sighs nodding. 

“Only because you’re my neighbour.” Steve reasons as I smile, walking over to his passenger side. 

“I really appreciate this.” 

“Just make sure Billy knows I didn’t initiate this.” 

I nod as Steve’s engine roars to life, he reverses out of the parking space fast as I see Billy walk out of the school. I make eye contact with him as I blow him a kiss, his body language showing how pissed off he is as Tommy laughs beside him. 

“So why don’t you want to go to his party?” I turn to look at Steve as I sigh. 

“I would go, if he asked me to go, but i'm not mad about the party.” 

“What are you mad about?” 

“You really do ask a lot of questions.” I chuckle as Steve shrugs. 

“Typically we go back to mine, fool around a bit and then he goes to the party. However this week Tommy thought it would be a fantastic idea to go straight to his and suggest I find my own way home.” 

“Oh, so you listened to Tommy?” 

“No, Billy just kind of ignored it and I got fed up with it.” 

“Ah, girls man.” 

I shove Steve in the arm as he chuckles, I rest my head against my seat as the wind flicks through my hair. We pull into Steve’s driveway as he cuts the engine. 

“Thanks again Steve.” I smile as he nods. 

“Why don’t you go to the party? Prove them all wrong and just have a good night?” 

I tilt my head slightly thinking as Steve chuckles. 

“The parties aren’t bad, I used to go and I had fun.”

“I just might, thanks Harrington.” 

Steve nods as I get out of his car, walking across his yard to my house. I run through my house to my bedroom as I start my search for an outfit, one that would capture Billy’s attention in an instant. I throw on a few outfits before deciding on my red bralette, leather skirt and black boots. 

I quickly run the straightener over my hair and touch up my makeup as I look over myself in the mirror. 

“Too much.” I sigh as I hear a knock at my front door, I grab my leather jacket as I attempt to shield my body. 

I open the door to Steve’s back as he quickly spins around, his eyes going wide as his mouth falls open in slight shock. 

“Yeah it’s too much.” 

“No no, you look great, it definitely screams Billy.” 

I smile at Steve’s compliment as he rubs the back of his neck. 

“Sorry for interrupting you but I figured you’d probably need someone to drive you and I know Nancy is going so..” Steve trails off as I nod. 

“So you’ll take me?” 

“Uh, yeah yeah, unless you want to go without me?” 

“Lets go.” 

I grab my keys as I close and lock up the house, following behind Steve as I yet again get in his passenger seat, deep down I feel butterflies erupt due to the nerves of my outfit and Billy. 

“Tommy’s house?” 

I hum in agreement as Steve starts the unfamiliar drive to Tommy’s. 

The music can be heard halfway down the street as Steve parks his car a few houses down both of us getting out. 

I let out a deep breath as we walk into the party together, people staring at us as I keep my eyes down attempting to ignore the stares as I feel Steve’s hand grab my bicep. 

“I’m going to find Nancy, if pretty boy is a dick I can take you home.” 

I nod as Steve and I part ways, the music rocks through my bones as I see a table littered with alcohol and red cups. I look between the bottles before deciding on Vodka, pouring the clear liquid into the cup as I top it up with lemonade. I take a deep breath before taking a sip, the bubbles dancing across my tongue. 

“Y/n?” I roll my eyes as I turn to face the girl. 

“Carol, hey.” I hold my cup against my shoulder as Carol looks me up and down clicking her tongue slightly. 

“You’re going to embarrass Billy, turning up with Steve dressed like that.” 

“Speaking of Billy, where is he?” 

Carol sighs as she turns and points out the window, I see Billy playing beer pong with Tommy. 

“He has a cheerleader.” 

I flick my eyes to his side, Heather clapping her hands and holding onto his shoulder as he lands the ball in a cup.

“Fucking fantastic.” I quickly finish my drink as the bubbles and alcohol burn my throat. 

“Nancy, please just listen.” I hear Steve say as Nancy shuts a door in his face, Steve rests his forehead against the wood as he sighs. 

“Just give her time.” I almost yell over the music as Steve nods. I walk out of the room into the cool air, hearing Heather cheer Billy again as I stand next to Tommy. 

“My go next?” 

“Uh, um, yeah.” Tommy’s eyes linger on me as I smirk. I take the ping pong ball from his hand, turning my attention to Billy as he smirks, licking his lips as his eyes drink in my outfit. 

“C’mon baby girl.” 

The plastic ball slips from my fingertips as it bounces on the table, landing in a cup as Tommy cheers for me, shaking my shoulders. Billy shakes his head as he picks up the cup quickly finishing the golden liquid as a few drops land on his open chest. My eyes stay focused on the area as I bite my lip softly, hearing Billy chuckle as I shake my head knowing he caught my eye. 

“If I land this, Y/n drinks.” 

I look at Tommy as he chuckles. “Y/n doesn’t drink.” 

“You really don’t know me Thomas.” 

Heather giggles looking back at Billy as his eyes look past her, staying locked to me. The ball drops from her hand bouncing a few times as it skims the first cup and lands in the second. 

“Fuck.” I groan quietly as I take the ball out, shaking off the liquid as the cup touches my lips, the beer flows over my tongue as I swallow hard, holding the empty cup in the air as Tommy claps for me. 

“Where has this Y/n been the past year?!” Tommy questions as I roll my eyes. 

“Hey Y/n.” 

I spin around looking at Steve as he holds his keys between his fingers. 

“Yeah?” I walk over to him so he doesn’t have to shout at me as he sighs, visibly upset. 

“I’m going to head out, do you need a ride?” 

“You’ve done enough Harrington.” 

I feel goosebumps hit my skin at Billy’s voice as Steve rolls his eyes. 

“At least I made sure she got home okay.” 

Billy moves past me as he gets up in Steve’s face. 

“For fuck sake, Steve is leaving, let him leave.” Steve looks at me as I warn him to not start anything as he scoffs and walks away from Billy. 

“Finish the game without us.” Billy says towards Tommy as he grabs my hand, pulling me through the party and into the same room Nancy was once in. I look around at the tiled walls and sink, confirming in my mind it's a bathroom. 

“You asked him to take you home.” 

“Yeah, because you didn’t fucking offer.” 

“I didn’t know you wanted to come tonight.” 

“You didn’t ask.” 

I cross my arms across my chest as my cleavage becomes more prominent, Billy’s eyes falling to my chest as he smirks, licking his lips. 

“Did you dress like this for me?” He brushes my hair behind my ear as I smirk. 

“Steve actually helped me pick this, said it looked the best.” 

Billy’s face drops at my tease as he backs me against the counter, his hands boxing me in as he chuckles low. 

“You aren’t jealous, are you baby?” I repeat his words to him as his hand moves swiftly from the counter to grip my throat, his lips smashing against mine in a heated make out, our tongues slipping against one another as I taste tobacco and beer on him. 

His hand moves from my throat as he slides them down my thigh, picking me up and placing me on the counter as I run my fingers through his hair, his hands on my back dancing across my exposed skin as I start to undo his button up. 

Our kiss breaks as he rids himself of his shirt, I go to wiggle out of mine as he stops my hands. 

“Leave it on.” 

I smirk as I pull him closer to me by his belt loops, fumbling with the fabric as his hard cock springs free. A soft moan falls from my lips at the sight of him as he guides my hand to pump him up and down. Our lips locking together as I keep my rhythm on his cock. 

His hands slide my leather skirt up my legs as he pulls my panties to the side, his fingers running up and down my glistening slit as I moan against his lips as he rubs my clit. 

“So wet for daddy, such a good little girl.” 

I meekly nod against his lips as he pulls away from me.He guides himself to my pussy, as I open my legs a little wider to wrap them around him. 

“Oh daddy.” My head falls back slightly as the familiar pleasure rushes through my body. 

Billy’s hips pick up their pace as he fucks into me fast, his hand grips my throat as I roll my eyes back, moans falling from my mouth as he grunts. 

“Who owns this pussy?”

“You daddy.” 

“That’s fucking right baby, you’re all mine.” 

I whimper as his grip tightens on my throat, his other hand slipping between my folds to play with my clit. My pussy tightens around his length as he smirks at me. 

“You take me so well.” 

The praise rushes to my core as the sounds of my wetness fill the air, his pace never faulting as I bite my lip, my eyes starting to see spots. 

“I’m going to cum.” 

Billy circles my clit faster as I wrap my legs around him tighter, attempting to hold him closer to me as I cum around his cock. 

“Jesus.” I cry out as the sensitivity shocks through my body. Billy’s cock twitches inside me as a moan falls from his lips, he lifts my skirt up a little more to watch himself slide in and out of me as his warm release covers my slick walls. He stays buried inside me as he cups the back of my neck, our lips locking together as our tongues taste each other again. 

A whimper falls from my lips as he slides out of me. Billy cleans both of us up as my legs shake slightly. 

“I’ll ask you to come to parties more often.” 

I roll my eyes, shaking my head as Billy smirks, helping me off the counter as I look at my appearance in the mirror. 

“You look fucking sexy.” His hand slaps my leather gladded ass as he opens the door, the reality of the loud party hitting me again as we walk back to the beer pong table together.

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