#sfw billy hargrove

[rattkween86]

Hi! I commented on your recent Billy Hargrove x Reader fic with him bossing the reader around while working at the pool (didn’t see a story name), and you said I should do an ask for a continuation. I've actually never done this before, and I'm not entirely sure what to ask for.

I really liked the tension that you created between them. Maybe continue with building the tension? Like, maybe the reader finds herself getting more flustered by him, and Billy, of course, just loves toying with her, but she tries to continue holding her ground regardless. Maybe Billy is charmed by her feistiness, and something eventually happens between them. Not sure if you do smut, but if it got smutty, I certainly wouldn't be mad about it 😁

YES!!! Thank you so much for requesting this, and I'm so excited to write it for you!!! I couldn't answer this on my writing blog, so I'll link everything here! (I'll probably be merging and moving my writing to this blog soon just for the ease of access) Thank you so much for supporting my work, and I'm so happy you have enjoyed it! It inspires me to keep writing when I receive requests and positive comments, so truly, thank you so much. 🥹💕

Anyway, HERE IS THE PART TWO ❤️‍🔥 And there will definitely be a part three, and probably a part four, and I REALLY want to write some smut in this context because I absolutely love bossy boss Billy lol.

And if anyone is curious, HERE IS THE PART ONE ❤️‍🔥Both parts have links to each other to make things easier, too. If anyone would like to be added to a tag list as these come out, please let me know, and I will make one!

[malereadermaniac]

sfw & nsfw alphabets ~ Billy Hargrove x Male Reader

Sfw alphabet first, then the Nsfw starts Top!Billy x Bottom!Reader word count: 6k (GAH DAMN) Nsfw / MDNI ~ amab m!reader / FDNI

SFW ALPHABET

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Coming from a homophobic household, Billy can't bring himself to be affectionate with you in public - but he fully makes up for it in private. Billy always needs to be touching you when he's with you, so his arms are either around around your shoulders or your waist, or he's holding your hand and rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb. He has never been affectionate with his past girlfriends, but with you, he just feels so possessive over his fucking hot boyfriend that Billy just feels like he needs to show it

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

If you two started off on anything, it was on the wrong foot. Billy was as homophobic as you could get them, so while he would make fun of you for being gay you would snap back at him and shut him up - and that's when Billy started to warm up to you, it wasn't every day that someone would stand their ground against him. Your arguing slowly turned into playful banter and the two of you started to tolerate each other more and more; the two of you going as far as starting to chat in class and even hangout outside of school. Being close friends with Billy came with its social perks too, and if anyone tried to harass you for being gay, Billy would ensure that they shut their mouths.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Again, since Billy can't bring himself to do PDA with you, he really makes up for it in private - one of the main ways he does that he cuddles you non-stop. The man is a big-spoon if there ever was one, while Billy has managed to get over most of his internalised homophobia he still feels like he needs to be manly, so your muscular boyfriend always insists to be big-spoon. Other than spooning, Billy likes to hold you to his side on the couch while you watch something on the TV, and he fucking loves it when you lay on his bare, hairy chest as you both fall asleep - he likes feeling your warmth and your breath against his skin.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Billy had never thought he'd want to settle down - with every single girl he'd been with he'd never pictured a life together, he even felt uncomfortable when she'd demand more commitment from him. But the moment that the muscular man realised that he was in love with you, Billy couldn't help but fantasise about a long, happy life with you. The man can't go to sleep without imagining a life with him coming home to you cooking up a storm in the kitchen and spending the rest of your lives together.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

In the early days of your relationship with Billy, you two would break up quite a but- not every month but from time to time and for different reasons the two of you would find that being separated would be better for the both of you. The one main reason for the constant break-ups were Billy's commitment issues (amongst other things) - the Jock would start to get freaked out by you getting upset at him looking at girls and then arguments would start which would end in a breakup. But the two of you always found your way back to each other. You both struggled alone, and once Billy actually matured, the two of you had never been happier and more stable.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Again, in the early days (like back in high-school and college), Billy would shit bricks at the thought of having ti give up his playboy lifestyle for you - let alone even think of marrying you. But once the man matured and realised you were the one person for him, he could feel his heart yearn for you in so many ways. Billy has fantasised about marrying you many times, he's practically already planned out the wedding and the honeymoon! The two of you cohabitate, but Billy has been trying to work up the courage to take it further - he wants to put the beautiful pair of rings he'd bought to good use rather than letting them gather dust in his nightstand.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Physically, Billy varies in gentleness. During day-to-day activities with you, the muscular man is extremely soft with you, his rough hands slowly caressing you or pushing into your skin if he's holding your body. However when things take a spicier turn, Billy absolutely loves to manhandle you - especially if you've been kind of bratty that day, Billy loves to take control.

Emotionally, your boyfriend has taken a while to come out of his cold and mean shell. Of course, when the two of you met, he was a dickhead towards you - but now, he's a man baby! Billy demands your attention and speaks to you more softly than he does to cute animals.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

In public, this is the one thing Billy does. Your boyfriend has come a long way, he's constantly trying to push himself out of his comfort zone just for you. So the man will give you a warm, tight but sadly short hug in public. In the privacy of your own home, it's a different story - again Billy needs to be touching you at all times to he just goes all in and hugs you. The type of hugs depends on how he's feeling, if the man needs to feels you fully and inhale only your scent, he'll hug you tightly against his chest as he nuzzles into your neck. But side hugs are Billy's specialty, he likes to slyly wrap an arm around your waist and hold you to his side with a grin on his sexy face.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Near the start of your relationship, Billy wouldn't be caught dead saying that word to anyone. You were the first one to say "I love you", that was the reason for your second break-up - Billy didn't even try to fake a response. He just aired your profession of love. After that, you mainly just stuck to "I like you", it wasn't until Billy and you had been dating for one year without breaking up that he realised that he needed to convey how he was feeling to you. Your muscular boyfriend wishes he had a photo of the shock on your face when he first said "I love you" - the tears in your eyes made his heart melt.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

This man gets jealous soooo easy and so, so intensely. Back in his playboy phase, Billy could eye up as many girls as he wanted to, but if another guy even tried to chat you up, he would go fucking mental. Nowadays, Billy doesn't like to show his jealousy to the extent he used to, but he still hates it when other guys talk to you while obviously mentally undressing you - he knows he's dating a hot guy, you were quite the steal, so Billy feels threatened by most other guys. Jealousy is the one thing that pushes Billy to touch you in public like an actual boyfriend; the man will put an arm round your waist and pull you to his side, a shit eating grin on his face as he asks you "whose this, darlin?" While not breaking eye contact with the guy who was talking to you. And god save you the next time you two get freaky after a guy tries to flirt with you...

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

The two of you rarely ever share a sweet and short kiss. If your lips touch, then a kiss easily turns into making out. Billy loves to show off his dominance when kissing you, gently holding your face, his thumb rubbing over your cheek while his tongue toys with yours. Other than your lips, Billy loves kissing your thighs and your stomach. When you two get intimate, Billy loves to gently kiss your stomach while holding your waist, slowly making his way down to your thighs- he loves kissing and marking your thighs.

Billy fucking loves it when you kiss at his neck or at his collarbone - the way you push yourself closer to him and nuzzle at his neck while kissing and marking him really gets him going.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He'd never thought of himself as a family man, the type to settle down - but since he fully fell in love with you, he can't stop thinking about it! It actually frustrates Billy that he can't stop thinking about you taking care of some little ones, him playing with them and the two of you helping them with school work. He used to fantasise about his next sexual escapade, but now he can only fantasise about you, having a domestic life with you. He wants children, you two have talked about it in passing and you seem to be on-board - Billy wants to raise his children the exact opposite of how he was, he wants them to grow in a love-filled household - which will be easy, he knows he's capable of love because of how much he loves you.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

This man is sooo groggy in the morning. He'll tighten his hold around you when you try to leave, and he'll whine about you having to go. Buy once you force your manchild boyfriend out of bed, he likes to cook together with you - essentially slowing you down but he's cute with it so it's fine.

On the weekends, Billy forces you to have a lie in with him - kissing you to shut you up and holding you closer to him.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

The two of you like to do your night routines together: after you both eat, you each go for a shower (sometimes together), you both brush your teeth and do your skincare, then you cuddle up in bed.

Nights with Billy are usually less domestic and more risqué, but when either of you are too tired to get down and dirty, you both enjoy reading or watching something together while cuddling - warm skin on warm skin.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Again, Billy took a while to open up to you, to come out of that shell that he was clinging on to. But even near the start of your relationship with the bad boy, you two would do your fair share of late night talking and pillow talk - so you knew some of his situation at home, which made you be more lenient towards Billy's behaviour. Of course, now you know everything about him, and he knows everything about you. Even back in college, Billy knew everything about you - he could never understand why he just liked to listen to you talk.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Billy rarely gets angry with you. He gets jealous, but that's often directed at other men, not at you. Back in the day, though, the man would bully you, so of course, when you started talking more, he would get angry at little things. Billy would like to take his anger and frustration out on you, not in a physical way but definitely in a sexual way - but the man quickly learnt that if he were to shout at you or anything else, you would snap back real quick.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Billy has always liked listening to you talk, he never realised that he found your voice so fucking calming; you could take his mind off of his shitty homelife. The handsome man knows almost every little detail about you, everything you mentioned in passing takes up a little part of his brain - and he puts this knowledge to really good use on special occasions. For example, Valentines Day is full of sweets and flowers that you like, as well as a date he's planned out based on your 'ideal date' you've talked about.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

While it might be easy for Billy to say that anytime you two have sex is his favourite memory, his real favourite moment in your relationship was when you let him come to you with open arms after an argument with his dad. You two were broken up. You had him blocked on everything, but when you opened the door late at night to a teary-eyed Billy, you let him inside in an instant. It was at that moment that he realised he had no one to go to. He instinctively went to your house. When you let him in and comforted him, he really realised that he loved you.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Billy would risk his life for you. The strong man is so protective over you that he once punched a guy in the street when he called you a f@g.

But you like to show your protectiveness over Billy in a more emotional sense. He'll always remember the day his father phoned him up and around 10 minutes into the phone call the man was shouting at Billy over the phone. So you acted on impulse, grabbed the phone and calmly said to the man who calls himself a father "Hi mr hargrove, if you talk to Billy like that again I will contact our lawyer and sue you for verbal threats and threatening behaviour" and then hung up the phone. Billy could feel his heart skip a beat and his blood rush downstairs.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

At the start of your relationship, Billy couldn't really care less about dates or anniversaries - he just wanted to get his dick wet, and you two had good sex. He would get you gifts from time to time, mainly just to butter you up, but he never even bothered with things like Valentines Day or anniversaries.

Now, Billy is the sappiest man on earth. He's still cool and charismatic about his dates and gifts, but this man will buy you flowers and constantly replace them once they wither. He plans dates almost months in advance, and he has a list on his notes app of gift ideas for you, organised by occasion. He puts in so much effort for you, he believes you deserve them for putting up with him for so long.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Because he smoked back in high school and all throughout college, Billy literally can't quit smoking. You used to find it hot, and you kind of still do (he likes to do this thing where he looks up at you while he licks the rolling paper) but you know it's bad for him. You've tried to get him to quit before, but he would start to go crazy - he'd start with the shakes, then Billy would be constantly eating sugar (which would make him angry because he's obsessed with his body) and then he would replace the dopamine from the smoking with other activities that release dopamine - activities that costed you heavily ;)

So Billy had to go back to smoking, he's tried alternatives, but he just went through those quicker - it's bad, but hey, he does look hot when he smokes.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

It's no surprise that Billy cares about his looks. He used to be a massive playboy - that kind of lifestyle is literally based on sex appeal. He still gets stuck in front of a mirror if he sees one in passing, and shopping for clothes with him takes ages. He's the one that got you into skin care, and he's 100% improved your fashion sense. You can't complain too much though, your boyfriend is a piece of eyecandy that you just can't stop looking at - his looks sugar-coat his personality, they were even more helpful back when you two would mainly only have sex.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Definitely. Not only were you Billy's first time with a guy but also his gay awakening, you're also the only person he's been with for a few years - the man wouldn't know what to do without you. He feels incomplete when he's away from you for too long and you're always on his mind - the man even dreams about you! Even back when you two would break up from time to time, Billy felt like shit without you - he would sleep with a fuck ton of girls and he still couldn't fill the hole that you would in his core.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Driving with Billy is an experience. Not only is the man extremely proud of his chick-magnet of a car, but he insist on being your personal driver. But his driving isn't incredible, you fear for your life every time you're in that car - but it makes the man so happy to do such a small task for you that you feel obligated to get into that death machine. But the grin on Billy's face when he calls you his passenger princess is worth it.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Billy hates it when someone is overly clingy - it's what has caused most of his breakups all of his life. That's something he really liked about you to start with, the two of you would do it in his car and the next time you two saw each other you would scowl and roll your eyes away from the man. Maybe it's the thrill of the chase or the commitment issues Billy used to have, but he can't deal when someone is clingy. He likes his personal space, so his heart skips a beat when you ask if you're doing too much when you cuddle him.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Billy needs to hold you to be able to sleep. He likes to sleep only in his underwear, so you get to cuddle up against his warm, built body every night. Unfortunately, this man snores like a mother fucker - he sounds like a mechanical drill! It can be hard to sleep with Billy's snoring in your ear, but the relaxing rumbling of his chest lulls you to sleep every night.

NSFW ALPHABET

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Billy used to SUCK at aftercare. The playboy was a fan of the term 'cum n go' and he very much lived by it until he slowly started to stay longer and longer with you after sex. But now, Billy swears by aftercare. He likes to rest for a quick second and then immediately clean you both up. He changes the sheets and then cuddles you while the two of you chat until you both fall asleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Billy is a simple man, so he likes his dick. He loves it when you blow him, and when you rub him through his jeans - Billy fucking loves to watch you play and struggle with his big dick. Other than that he also likes his arms/his back, the muscular man loves the size difference in his built arms to yours. He likes to manhandle you with them and hold you with his strong grip while he fucks you.

For the body-part of yours which he likes the most, it has to be your waist. Billy goes fucking feral for your waist, he loves how his hands fit so perfectly around your waist and his favourite thing to do is wrap his arms around your waist as he pulls you in to fuck into you easier.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Billy doesn't cum a lot, surprisingly. He cums an average amount, but from the amount of times he cums in a night you wouldn't be able to tell. Billy's favourite place to cum has to be inside of you - ever since you two ditched condoms, Billy hasn't been able to cum anywhere other than within the tight warmth of your ass. But before, when you two would wear condoms every time, Billy would love cumming down your throat; he loved watching the tears start running down your face as he forces his dick to stay all the way down your throat while he cums.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

While Billy likes body worship, part of him would really want to go a step further and try things with sweat. He has gotten hard st the idea of forcing you to smell his sweaty pits and dick after the gym and tell him you love it while you like at his armpit hair and balls. But another part of Billy is worried that you'd find it weird, so he hasn't told you about this little hidden kink and probably won't unless he's very drunk and very horny.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Billy "playboy" Hargrove has been fucking since high-school - he's the most experienced. But he was thrown a curveball when you were his first time with a man - Billy thought he knew what to do, but was shocked when he found out that men and women are pleasured differently. He was shocked to find out that you needed to be prepared first - but didn't mind it too much, Billy likes to finger you until you came before even putting his dick inside. But once Billy got used to fucking a guy, he was able to put his previous knowledge to excruciatingly good use.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy. Billy loves it when he pushes you down so you arch your back down to the bed, your head in the pillows as they barely stifle your moans while Billy jackhammers his dick into your hole. He loves holding your waist, pulling your back so that his hips crash against your ass - but Billy also likes to wrap his arms around your waist and chest, his bare chest against your back while he ruts and fucks into you, his warm breath and grunts against your ear.

Other than that, Billy also likes it when you ride him, him sitting up and wrapping his muscular arms around you while you bounce on his dick and make out with the strong man - loud moans and the sound of kissing echoing pornographically throughout your bedroom.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

While Billy is usually serious about sex with you being pleasurable, he understands that it needs to be fun too. He won't exactly crack jokes, but Billy will compliment you in funny ways, or you two will laugh if you accidentally crash your noses into each others from your desperation to kiss each other.

"Fuck, (y/n)... your ass is fatter than the Michelin man!"

"... Thanks? Haha..." You chuckle in confusion at your boyfriends compliment.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

The carpet most definitely matches the drapes - Billy's pubes are even curlier than regular pubes and they match his hair colour very nicely. Grooming wise, Billy mostly likes to go 'au naturelle' - but he does trim his bush if it starts to turn into a forest. Billy mainly likes to keep his pubes uncut to be able to stuff your nose when you suck him off, forcing you to smell him while you taste him - it turns him on to an insane level.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Billy used to see sex as just sex, you two would fuck fast and hard and then go your separate ways - even kissing was rare. But now that the two of you are in a committed relationship, sex with Billy is equally romantic and sexual. The built man likes his foreplay, fingering you while kissing all over your body, your moans music to his ears. Billy fucking loves kissing you and your neck while he fucks you, whispering 'I love you's along with other compliments into your ears when his lips aren't on your body.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Because Billy used to get so much action, he never really masturbated - if he was horny, he'd chat up a girl for five minutes and then go do her. He'd do the same with you, less of the chatting up, however. And that's affected him now, Billy hates jacking off so much. It just doesn't feel as good as your mouth, your tight ass, even your hands feel better than his. So it's really hard on Billy when he gets horny and you aren't around. That's why you two made a fun investment one Valentines Day. That investment being, an extremely expensive custom penis and fleshlight making kit. So if you aren't around, Billy uses the fleshlight as a weak substitute for your hole, and if Billy isn't around, the dildo shaped exactly like his dick comes in handy.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

First and foremost, Billy likes being the dominant half of the relationship. The strong man likes to manhandle you in bed and tell you what to do, guide you during sex and praise you if you do good. He likes spanking you or refusing to shove his dick into you unless you call him a title he likes or unless you compliment his or beg for his dick. Speaking of titles, Billy's all time Fave is most definitely Sir - calling Billy sir makes him salivate and his pupils dilate, it makes him hungry for you.

Billy's second biggest kink has to be body worship. And that goes for the both of you - Billy loves to watch you worship, kiss and compliment his muscular, sexy, hairy body but he also fucking loves rubbing his hands all over your body and compliments you whole kissing your soft skin.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

This man's libido knows no bounds, so you two have fucked in public bathrooms and shady alleyways from time to time - but you both can't deny the comfort of your own bedroom. Nothing specific in your bedroom though, Billy likes to fuck you on all kinds of surfaces - such as your desk, the floor, against the mirror and most importantly the bed.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

If Billy isn't horny, your soft touches to his body, and the way you carry yourself and dress is enough to rush gallons of blood down to his dick. Billy just fucking loves you and the way you dress, your clothes either making you look fucking cute or sexy as hell. If Billy's already balls deep in you, calling him a title makes him speed up (if that's even possible) - and if you're sucking him off, Billy's dick twitches when he sees the size comparison of his dick to your face when his wet cock is laying on your face.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Billy used to smoke during sex, the dopamine rush from the cigarette and the adrenaline from sex mixed so well that it made Billy feel so incredibly euphoric - and you had to admit he look fucking hot smoking while shoving his dick deep into you. But one time, he was about to cum, so he was speeding up and loosing control of some of his muscles, one of those muscles being his jaw. With his jaw agape, the lit cigarette fell onto your back, burning you. It wasn't even a 2nd degree burn, but Billy's heart stopped when he saw the pain on your face and the way your body jolted forward. Since then, Billy hasn't smoked during sex, and if he smokes after it, he keeps the cig slightly away from you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Billy is a sucker for you sucking his dick dry. This man loves to get you on your knees, licks and kissing his dick then taking him down your throat - cumming down your throat also gets Billy going for a second round easily.

When it comes to giving you head, Billy loves to tease your dick. He takes you whole in his mouth and twirls his warm, wet tongue around your tip. He also likes to eat you out. When it comes to preparing you, Billy likes to eat you out, shoving his tongue past your gummy walls. He puts in his fingers while he eats you out, then fingers you loose.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and rough is the usual with Billy. The man goes wild once he gets inside of your tight, warm walls. Billy loves to rough you up and fuck hard into you, but more sensual sex isn't exactly rare. There will be parts of the night (or day) when Billy slows down and focuses on almost overstimulating you with pleasure - pinching and kissing your nipples as he slowly fucks against your prostate. Either way the sex is very hot and very pleasurable for the both of you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Billy is impartial to quickies, he does love the long, multi-round sex that the two of you usually have, but if he's horny and a quickie is the only option then you two are 100% having a quickie. Don't ever underestimate how quick Billy can get hard and even cum

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Even though Billy isn't the biggest fan of PDA, you two have fucked in public many times. When it comes to trauma and libido, libido always wins over Billy - so many a public bathrooms have heard your moans and have been soiled with your cum and Billy's.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

This man can go until the world ends - Billy not only works out everyday, but he's been having sex forever, so he can go until your muscles no longer work, and comfortably too, Billy is rarely extremely tired afterwards. He also has good self-control, so if Billy wants to last longer he can, but he can also let loose and fill you with cum in 30 seconds.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Only when the two of you can't have sex for whatever reason do either of you resort to sex toys. Billy has a fleshlight which is a poor substitute for the warmth and tightness of your ass - at least to him. And you have an exact replica of Billy's dick as a dildo, but even that isn't perfect, the heat of Billy's dick unable to be replicated - and the rough pace of sex with Billy can't be copied by a shitty dildo.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Teasing is one of Billy's fortes. The mean man loves to tease your dick with soft touches while he pounds into you, the way your walls tighten around him from the lace of his hand feeling euphoric. The man also fucking loves overstimulating you just a little bit, rubbing your dick after you've just came, using your spunk as lube to send you over the edge again a mere 2 minuets after your first orgasm.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

If you played ear rape at full volume put of a speaker, Billy would still somehow be louder. Your horny boyfriend moans like a bitch in heat, moaning your name and grunting in a dominating way while he compliments you and repeats your name like a mantra. Billy likes to vocalise how you make him feel, he wants you to know how good you are and how much he loves you - and he does that with loud, masculine groans and moans along with staggered breaths and a few whimpers sprinkled throughout.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Back in the day, when Billy was still openly homophobic and bullied you, he did something that changed the trajectory of his life. Billy would rarely want, he had called up a girl and fucked her, but he was still horny. So he decided to jack off once he got back to his house. But when he started to rub his dick, Billy couldn't get your stupid face out of his head! His dick got harder and harder the more he thought if you and he couldn't help but think of himself fucking you, the sounds you'd make and the way his name would roll off of your tongue so well. Once the post-nit clarity hit, Billy realised that maybe men do have a use...

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

It's no surprise that Billy is big. He isn't massive, but he's definitely above average - he hits all the right places inside of you. He's uncut and very veiny, he likes it when you use your tongue to play with his foreskin and likes to force you down on his dick randomly - which is easier to do than with other guys because of his downwards lean.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

As previously mentioned, Billy gets horny at any given moment and at every little thing you do. Even if you two have had sex that day already or if you've literally just had sex, do something that turns Billy on (so mainly just existing as yourself) and you two will be going at it like rabbits once more.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Usually, Billy is the first of you two to fall asleep. But if you two have just gotten down and dirty, Billy makes sure to stay awake to clean you both up and by the time he's done cleaning, you're already fast asleep. Because of the amount of rounds you two go for and because of how rough and tiring sex with Billy can get, you have to fight to stay awake during the final few rounds, let alone afterwards!

The way I just fed you guys so, so much... YOU'RE WELCOME

I'm going to bed now 😭

[celestibabs]

pairing; billy hargrove x f!reader

contents; 18+ mdni. boudoir photography, heavy petting, dry humping if you squint | wc: 1k

note; starting off simple for my return to writing... nothing too long or too spicy, but we all know that won't last very long.

Billy snatches the cigarette from his mouth as if it scolded his taste buds, flipping the envelope you’d handed him in his hand with intrigue. His perfect blonde eyebrow raised in query, he raises his gaze at you pointedly. 

“What is it?” He speaks flatly, exhaling the smoke in his lungs slowly so it kisses at his cheekbones. 

“Just open it,” you murmur quietly, worrying your lower lip with your teeth. Billy hums softly, fussing with the lip of the envelope with his fingertips and teasing your nerves. 

You’d tortured yourself over a Christmas gift for Billy, thinking of all possible options and how he’d be entirely unimpressed. Minus a new set of weights or a large tub of some kind of protein-shake powder, you knew he’d probably shove your gift in a cupboard and forget about it until he needed to take the Christmas lights out next year. 

Desperation had kicked in around two weeks before Christmas day. Wandering in and out of the few shops in Hawkins like a demented zombie had resulted in empty hands and muttered curses of frustration. Unprompted comments by Billy insisting that he didn’t want any gifts had fueled your indignation, especially given his tone had somehow strayed into something pitiful in comparison to the monotonous, bored drawl he usually offered.  

The idea came to you spontaneously. Nancy had called to tell you about a playful tiff she’d had with Jonathan over some Playboy magazine’s she’d found in his bedroom while moving her things in for Christmas. Her voice had practically faded into oblivion when you’d remembered the torn-out Playboy pages plastered to the wall above Billy’s dresser. 

It had seemed like a good idea at the time, but now that Billy was pulling apart the ribbon you’d tied around the neatly wrapped gift, you’d begun to feel queasy.

Before tearing the wrapping paper, Billy prolongs your suffering with a smug smirk, clearly noticing your anticipation. He lifts the item, shaking it like a five year old rattling their present box as though it would offer insight into what lay inside. “Give me a hint.”

“Billy,” you huff, exasperated already with his antics, “Just open the stupid thing before I take it back.” 

He hums, finally pinching the edge of the wrapping between his thumb and forefinger before pulling upwards, the paper ripping open to reveal the contents inside. 

Billy paused, slowly exhaling the dregs of his cigarette in a gentle stream of smoke through his nose. 

Your heart catches. 

The glossy pages of the personalised Playboy Magazine rippled slightly as Billy brought the images closer for a better look. It was unmistakably you on the front cover, perched in a seductive position on a stool dressed in an unbuttoned blouse with peaks of the black, lacy lingerie you wore underneath. 

Poor Jonathan had been mortified when you’d begged him to take the last minute images. Despite his reluctance, and Nancy observing his every move to ensure he didn’t stare too long, he’d worked hard to ensure he could emulate the magazine quality. Of course, you hadn’t told him who they were for.

You knew you looked fantastic, but Billy’s silence was unnerving you. 

“There’s more inside,” you murmur, cheeks burning, “Some don’t have my face in them so you can tear them out and put them on your wall.” 

Another slow exhale, Billy’s eyes flitting over the magazine cover had your heart lurching in fear. Was he angry? He still didn’t say much when he began to thumb through the pages, stopping on a particularly scandalous page where you swept aside the bounce to reveal the curve of your breast, lips parted seductively but the image excluding the rest of your face. 

“Billy, I’m–” 

“Look at you,” he murmurs, taking his cigarette from his lips and stubbing it into an ashtray settled on the arm of the sofa you’re both perched on. “You want me to pin photos of you half naked on my wall, for everyone to see?”

Billy reaches forwards, taking a hold of your chin in his palm and pulling you forwards so your noses bumped together. Your breath hitches, seizing in your throat when you feel Billy’s breath fan across your face. 

“You little slut,” Billy coos, his free hand working its way between your knees to inch up the inside of your thigh. His touch leaves a delicious burn, like the smouldering embers of his cigarette end had set his fingertips alight. 

Billy’s lips brush against your own as he speaks, his fingers ghosting over the seam of your trousers to apply slight, teasing pressure to your clit. “I’ll put them up on the wall opposite the door. Make sure everyone gets to see how much of a slut you are for me.” 

You can see Billy’s cock straining against the right denim of his jeans. He’s all worked up at the idea of showing you off like this, and seems intent on dragging you down into a horny-haze too. 

“If you’d like that,” you whisper, voice catching slightly in your throat as Billy leans his head down to drag the flat of his tongue across your pulse point. You hear him chuckle softly, feel the rumble against your neck, and you’re almost certain it’s because he can somehow taste your arousal through your skin. 

“I’d love that,” he smirked, his hands slowly working their way beneath your shirt and pushing it upwards to expose the naked flesh of your stomach, squeezing at your breast when you arch your back for him. 

“Merry Christmas, Billy,” you laugh at that, your giggle faltering into a soft whine when Billy punches at your nipple, rolling the stiffened bud between the pads of his thumb and forefinger to tease you further. “Mhmmm,” Billy hums, nipping at your neck and slowly laying you back against the couch. He doesn’t seem to mind that the ashtray that had balanced on the arm of the sofa tips off onto the floor, or that the magazine falls to the floor. He’s far too busy grinding his hard cock against you. “A very merry Christmas it is.”

[hgrve]

[princessmanamia]

Billy Hargrove CG head cannons

Theres not nearly enough soft Billy content so please enjoy this Billy Hargrove x Agere femreader brain rot

IF YOU DONT LIKE AGE REGRESSION (or absolute fluff) DONT READ

(VERY SPECIFICALLY IF HE HAD LIVED POST MIND FLAYER, NONE OF THIS IS PRE MIND FLAYER BILLY)

- Big brother energy, self explanatory i hope

- refers to himself as “Bubby” or “bubuh”

- When your in his care, he specifically refers to steve as “your daddy” ie, “angel if you dont stay in my line of sight, YOUR Daddy is gonna have my head on a steak”

- Hasn’t actually seen you completely baby spaced, (your too unsure and embarrassed to be that small around billy so its more 5 yr old energy ) and he is secretly intrigued and wants to gain enough trust to get to that point

- Definitely not one for bottles, i cant explain it but this man spoon feeds, i just know it! More like “nope ur too big for that, c’mere -opens up applesauce and grabs a spoon-

- More attentive than he appears! if he notices the little space tendencies, he is watching your body language like a hawk (and looking for any stressors or potential danger) to a point that (daddy) steve or (momma) robin might miss

- Head scratches (and rubs)!!! And the kind where all his fingers are splayed out, like he’s cradling your head….Its his way of showing affection and trying not to startle you if he’s coming up from behind, he’s secretly pained cuz you would flinch from him for the longest time, (from trust issues)

- Also blowing raspberries?? he’ll try and be sweet, and raise ur hand to his mouth to kiss it (or better yet grab ur face to kiss your cheek) but no you just end up with a slobber filled raspberry blowing and it always results in a giggle fit (if you could see how he looks at you when you giggle like that😩🥺)

- Has a soft blanket secretly tucked away in the back of his car, (only max knows about it, cuz he feels that steve might tease him for it and the thought alone irritates him) also has juice boxes in the glove box

- Petnames he uses: angel/angel face, little bunny, cotton tail, pipsqueak, little bit, doll/ doll face

[pastelearthling65]

yk i like you imma give u some paci icons

reblog if you wanna use them

[heartbreak-sandwich]

ANIMAL MAGNETISM ~ Part 1 ~ Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader - SFW, slight angst, building tension, Lifeguard Billy x Lifeguard Reader, bossy boss Billy 💖

A/N: This was originally supposed to be a small oneshot blurb, but a lovely follower requested a continuation, and you can find it here! I'm so excited to have given this a title, and there will be more to this story. 😎 Thank you to all who have enjoyed my work so far. You inspire me to keep writing, and I love you very much!

"Go fish out the change that kid dropped in the deep end. I don't want to wash my hair again." Billy was crunching potato chips in the shade as he barked orders at you while you were both supposed to be closing the Hawkins Pool. Typically you ignored him, but it was just the two of you for the end of the shift, the work needed to be done, and you knew he wasn't going to be the one to do it. You rolled your eyes and took the plunge just to get it over with.

--

"Put the cover on so we can get out of here." He didn't even look at you while he spoke this time. You finally had enough of him telling you what to do, so you stormed over to him.

"Why don't you do it yourself?" Billy's eyes snapped up to meet yours. You held your ground, standing with your hands on your hips, not breaking the stare. "What? Big, strong Billy Hargrove can't put the cover on the pool all on his own?" His blue eyes darkened like the sky before a storm, and he started to take slow, methodical steps toward you.

"What did you say?" He was trying to intimidate you, and you knew it. You weren't going to let him win this game.

"You heard me, Billy," you replied as he continued toward you until he stood right in front of you, your faces just inches apart. He jutted his chin upwards slightly and scoffed.

"No one tells me what to do, princess. Now go cover the damn pool so we can get out of here." The nickname sent a jolt through your stomach and up your chest -- electric butterflies.

"You've been ordering me around all day, and I'm so tired --" Billy put two fingers up against your lips and stopped you mid sentence. What the hell was he doing?

"Open," he demanded, his eye contact unwavering. You felt fire rise to your cheeks as you obeyed without question. He ran the pads of his pointer and middle fingers along the top of your silky, wet tongue back and forth, and slowly pulled them back out again.

"See," he started, tilting your chin up and running his thumb along your lower lip, cleaning up a small spot of escaped saliva, "you do know how to listen." Your mouth snapped closed when you realized what he had just done to you, and your trance was broken.

"That's not fair," you pouted, your brows furrowing as you took a step back. Billy donned his signature smirk and unwrapped a piece of gum, the scents of mint, chlorine, and Paco Rabanne pour homme pulling you back under his spell like a moth to a flame. He turned on his heel and strutted back toward the office, leaving you standing there to process what had just happened.

"Pool cover, princess!" His harsh tone made it obvious that you would still be receiving no help from him despite your attempt at leveling the field. Why did you obey him? Defeated and mortified, you left your desires to swirl around in your mind, reluctantly sauntering over to the cover and rolling out the long mat onto the top of the pool.

PART TWO ❤️‍🔥

[mamazsposts]

Heyy Babes

I'm going to be a blog for age regression fics, imagines, headcanons ects. I'm new to age regression but I'm learning fast and becoming an age regressor. 

AGE REGRESSING IS NOT A KINK!!!

please send some requests id be more then happy to take some <3

Who i'll write for 

Marvel 

Little!loki x cg!reader/ daddy!loki x little!reader 

Little!bucky barnes x cg!reader/ daddy!bucky x little!reader 

Little!Steve x cg!reader/ daddy!Steve x little!reader 

Little!stucky x cg!reader/ daddy!stucky x little!reader 

Little!Peter Parker x cg!reader 

Daddy!Tony Stark x little!reader 

Stranger things 

Little!Steve x cg!reader/ daddy!Steve x little!reader

Little!eddie x cg!reader/ daddy!eddie x little!reader 

Mommy!robin x little!reader 

Harry potter: 

Little!draco x cg!reader/ daddy!Draco x little!reader 

Obey me shall we date/onemaster to rule them all 

little!Lucifer x cg!mc/ daddy!lucifer x little!mc

little!Mammon x cg!mc/ daddy!mammon x little!mc  

little!Leviathan x cg!mc

little!Satan x cg!mc/ daddy!Satan x little!mc  

little!Asmodeus x cg!mc/ daddy!asmodeus x little!mc 

little!Beelzebub x cg!mc/ daddy!beelzebub x little!mc 

little!Belphegor x cg!reader/ daddy!belphegor x little!mc

[sfwregressionfanfictions]

Billy Hargrove X Little! Reader: Diner Stop PT. 2

Summary: Maybe Billy has room to grow, especially when he’s comparing himself to his mom.

WC: 1214

Pt 1    Pt 2

Steve Harrington was standing there, hands on his hips. He looked mad. Dustin and Robin were close behind him. 

“Oh… Hi Stevie!” (Y/N) tried to seem cheery and not at all nervous about her friend.

“What are you doing here? With him.” Steve asked, annoyed to be having to ask the question in the first place. She tried to reply and her words failed her, she looked like a gasping fish.

“I was giving her a ride home, and we got hunger. It is none of your business though, Harrington.” He said, not stopping cutting up (Y/N)’s food. Although, she was suddenly not hungry for the food he was preparing. Let alone being babied right now. 

“(Y/N) you were meant to wait for me. You know how we feel about… him…” Steve sneered, fuming. It was almost like he had steam coming out of his ears. Billy was now paying full attention to the interaction infront of him. He was watching Steve’s every move and the way she was reacting.

“It was just he offered and you were not gonna be around for a while…” (Y/N) began to tear up at the yelling. This was not helping her current situation. 

“Get up, I am taking you home. You shouldn’t be around him.” Steve said, he moved to grab her. Stopping as Billy grabs his wrist.

“Do not touch her. Ask if she wants to leave. She isn’t your pet.” Billy snarled at Steve, twisting his hand. “Do you want to go home with him? Or would you like to stay here for a little longer?”

“I should go with stevie, don’t wanna upset him…” She mumbled to him, wrapping her arms around him. To that he hugged her back before packing her food into a to-go box. 

“Okay, here is your dinner.” Billy said, putting the box into Steve’s hand. Quickly standing up, grabbing (Y/N)’s coat. Once she stood up, he helped her in one arm at a time. A piece of paper was stuffed into her pocket. 

Steve and (Y/N) quickly left. Steve glaring over his shoulder at Billy. He was unfanzied, a small smile on his lips, watching the light pink jacket retreating, every once and a while peaking over her shoulder. He smiled knowing he would see her tomorrow. 

The drive home was awkward for (Y/N), Steve was quiet other then sighing and shaking his head. However, as they pull into her drive way, he spoke, “You shouldn’t hang out with people like him, he isn’t a good person. You need to understand that he could have done something bad to you.”

“He wouldn’t hurt me, he’s my friend.” (Y/N) replies quick to defend her friend.

“That’s not true! That’s what he want you to think!” Steve yelled, startling tears into her eyes. The way she trying to shove herself into the car door to get farther away from him caused him to sigh. He began again, “I don’t want to see you hurt. He is bad news, he has hurt Lucas and countless others. You can make your own choices, but i recommend getting as far away from him as possible.”

All (Y/N) does is nod, collecting their stuff and saying goodbye. She rushed inside of the house not wanting to be seen crying again. She threw her food into the fridge rushing to her room, not bothering to take off her shoes or coat. 

Once comfortably in her room, she slipped out of her shoes and shimmied her coat down her arms. The shaking of the coat caused a paper to fall out of the pocket. This quickly caught her attention. After shoving her shoes under her bed and chucking her coat at the chair by her desk, she picked it up. Once unfolded, the paper showed 10 numbers and the name ‘Billy’ at the top. 

Her eyes widen, before she rushed to the phone on the table by her bed. Her hands moved faster than her logical side. She wanted to hear her friend ago, she wanted to be small with him again and wanted him to reassure her that he wasn’t a bad person. She knew he was bad, but for a moment in time she wished to believe there was good in Billy Hargrove.

The ringing of the phone was deafening, until it wasn’t. “What do you want?”

Well that was a rude way to answer the phone, a pout rested on her lips. She spoke quickly, “Hiiii”

“Oh,” Bill took a deep breath, his voice turning softer, “Hey. Did you get home safe? Harrington didn’t say or do anything?”

“‘M home safe, gonna put jammies on soon. He said you were a bad guy and you huwt people, n that you gonna huwt me.” She said, the final sentence causing her to let the tears finally fall again.

“Oh baby, I would never hurt you.” Billy clenched his fist, he hurt a lot of people but (Y/N) was different. She was pure and sweet, and needed someone to look after her and care for her. He would do anything to keep her safe. It wasn’t a selfless appointment, as he liked how he felt like the type of person his mother was when he was with her. He wanted to be that person, “What kinda jammies are you gonna wear?”

“Mmm, Don know.” She said, as ruffling sounds fill the silence of the call. “Got rainbows or carebears… cant pick.”

“I think you should wear the carebears one, bet you look so tiny in it.” Billy said, a smile forming at the thought of her in it. However, he quickly realized you would be so tiny, and unable to care for yourself.

“Gon wear dat” She mumbled, haphazardly pulling at her uncomfortable big girl clothing. A thump could be heard as she pulled off the last article of clothes, sniffles and cries soon filled the call.

“Baby, what happened? Do you need me to come help you? I can be there in no time?” Billy rattled off question after question, stressing over the little one on the other side of the call. 

“Nu-uh,” sniffle,” I otay now, hit my knee.”

Billy took a deep breath, she was okay. He quickly spoke, “That must have been scary. How about you get dressed and I will read you a bed time story. I think its past your bed time.”

“It not late, wanna pway!” She whined, while pulling the PJs onto her body.

“Don’t start talking to me like that little miss, otherwise I won’t get you hot cocoa and drive you to school tomorrow.” Billy threatened.

“You take me?” The surprise was evident in her voice, as well as the fact she was getting into her bed now.

“Good girl, I am gonna drive you from now on, gotta make sure my big girl gets to school safe.” Billy said.

“Otay, we go togedder.” She said, “Stowy?”

“Of course you can have a story, I’ll tell you my favorite one.” Billy said, pulling a book from his childhood out of a box hidden under his bed. He would read his favorite story as a kid, to you, just like his mother did for him.

[littlebunnywitch]

Billy and Prize Petal Pretty Kitty

I really love how people compare Billy to the Little Pretty Kitties. I feel like Prize Petal is the most Billy vibes with its blonde and blue hair. So I drew a agere Billy having done their make up to be similar to the toy's (and getting their hands on temp blue hair dye - maybe Eddie or Jonathan helped him with that bit) and he's excitingly showing his make up off to his mama (Joyce). Joyce is just really amused with her adopted kiddo.

Below is a the timelapse for this drawing <3

I HC Billy as a Trauma/Vent Regressor who post-Starcourt survives and is taken in by Joyce (Who is his safe person - Please don't sexualize the two). He is nonbinary/genderfluid mostly using He/him pronouns Female titles with those who he trust but is Fem leaning.

[sunshine-n-raccoons]

BEFORE I POST AN ACTUAL FIC ABOUT HIM… LET ME EXPLAIN IT.

You know who’d be an interesting caregiver?

Billy Hargrove.

That man is such an asshole to everyone. We all know. Like he’s just hypersexual and gross and yucky. but… what if…

deep down he has that caretaking instinct in him… he just needed to find something worth protecting and caring for.

I legitimately believe it would be like a light switch going off. He spends his time seeking and pining for the approval of older women and all the hot girls in town, but what if it’s he just realizes all he needs is someone who… needs him.

Not sexually, not because of his looks or his body, but actually NEEDS his care and affection.

It takes a very special person to bring that side out of him. Otherwise he’s the same ole jackass Billy, but when he sees his little? He’s a whole other human. And when he shows that side of himself out in public? Everyone is TURNING HEADS gaping at this sweet side of him.

Such as holding hands with his little while crossing the street, ordering for them at the diner, and especially taking his little to the park and playing on the swings. He is also unbelievably protective, always keeping an eye on his baby. If anyone tries to be mean, he’s not afraid to draw blood from someone. (He’s an asshole to everyone else still, remember).

Basically having Billy as your caregiver? You become his entire world, so be prepared for people to kind of catch onto your childish antics and that you regress if they observe enough. (Which is WHY he is also so protective of you.)

At home? All snuggles, he cooks, he watches anything and everything with no shame, he’ll play pretend and he loves building forts. He keeps a good routine for you, as he wants nothing more than to be better than his own parents, so he treats you as he wished he would have been. He sees it as such a great opportunity to be what he should’ve had and he loves it. It’s healing for him.

I’m telling you guys. Billy Hargrove has the SOFTEST side in him. It just has to be found by the right person.

But also, he isn’t putting up with no brat. If his little is acting naughty, he’s putting them in their place. He’s still working on the whole patience and caretaking thing.

He isn’t phased by crocodile tears, so don’t even try and whine your way out. He’s a tough cookie to crack. He isn’t afraid to tune out your screaming and crying when you’re throwing a tantrum while you’re in time out.

But he will always, ALWAYS kiss your face once you say sorry and he explains why you were naughty. He’s quick to forgive… you at least.

All in all, for the special person, he WOULD be a good caretaker. Still learning and not always the greatest, but he would put effort in.

LOVE IT. I am a sucker for the damaged unemotional man finding his spark for someone.

[smallghostcorner]

st boys(adults)x masc!reader

this is so self indulgent im sorry(im not) also this does include Billy so if that makes u uncomfy scroll on by

Summary: movie night!

"Are you ready for movie night?" Eddie asked as you hop out of his van in front of his trailer holding your favorite stuffy. You nod as he gives you a bright smile.

When he opens the door you see your other caregivers shuffling around and sitting on the couch.

Argyle and Jonathan are sifting through movies on the floor in front of the tv while Steve and Billy are in the kitchen preparing snacks.

Argyle looks up at you when he notices the door opening.

"My little pony or Care bears?" He asks holding up the two movies, you think for a second before pointing to My little pony.

Argyle sets up the TV while Steve and Billy enter with the snacks.

---------time skip-----

You're seated between Eddie and Steve with your legs stretched out of the rest of your care givers laps when the movie ends, your head is falling off of Steves shoulder and onto his chest as you fight sleep.

"Hey prince? Is it bedtime? You're looking sleepy" Steve says as the credits roll on screen.

You hum as you hold your stuffie tighter to your chest.

"I think it is, I'll go make u some tea in your sippy ok?" Eddie says getting up from the couch.

Jonathan whines at him as he gets up, apperently having slipped part way through the movie.

"I'll make you some too little bro" Argyle says getting up as well.

Steve slowly shimmies out from behind you and helps Johnathan stand, at the same time Billy scoops you up in his arms.

"Every prince needs a knight to carry him to the pillow palace" Billy says trying to intimidate Eddies way of dramatic story telling. (Also idc if u reading this dont think u can be picked up because this man will do it)

The two care givers lead you and Jonathan into the bedroom and help you get settled in Eddies bed, He set up his room earlier for you to sleep in, fresh sheets and the softest blankets he has with the stuffies you keep at his house for emergencies.

In the corner there's a nightlight and all his mini figures are safely stashed away so you don't accidentally break them. He also set up his stereo with a mixtape of lullabies, some covers done by him. And lastly he went to the library and checked out some childrens picture books.

Eddie and Argyle enter with a sippy cup and bottle respectively, Argyle sets the bottle down on the nightstand and leads Johnathan into the bathroom to help him gat changed and diapered so there's no accidents.

Eddie helps tuck you in and get settled with your sippy cup, he takes your paci and sets it on the nightstand in a sanitized case and hands you your favorite teether.

When Argyle and Johnathan gets back you pick out a story book for Eddie to read. "The prince and the Dragon"(not a real book).

Argyle feeds Johnathan his bottle and then tucks him in while Eddie reads the story. Once you two are cuddled up together and cozy Eddie turns on the nightlight and both the care givers give you a kiss on the forehead.

"Goodnight little ones" they say as they turn the lights off and exit the room.

[hgrve]

[princessmanamia]

(The following is age regression related, if you dont like it dont read it, please and thank you!)

Caregiver Billy x Agere Fem Reader

(Post star court billy)

A super long, Hella fluffy, drable

TW: cursing and uh idk cigarettes (i mean its billy hargrove)

(I DO NOT CONSIDER MYSELF A GOOD WRITER SO SORRY IN ADVANCE FOR THE LONG ASS DRABLE)

✨sleep tight little bunny✨

You feel like You’ve hardly slept in the last 3 days. The nightmares were back again, To be fair the coming of cooler weather brought the fear that the residents of the upside down might return. It had been several months since the star court incident. Although Life for the most part was..well….normal again? The group had now gained a new member, Billy, which…definitely took some getting used to.

Needless to say the near death experience and learning about the horrors of the “upside down” changed him. Billy was no longer a complete ass to steve or max, hes still a bit cold and stand offish but nowhere near the levels from before. With Billy now in the group that ment one more classmate got to learn about your…um quirky tendencies? Well thats how you’d like to put it to others who dont know, but to the group of teens you hang out with…they know it’s a coping mechanism. Steve, Robin and dustin deal with your age regression the most, although the entire group of kids know and occasionally set up “little days” just being carefree.

Billy however is still a bit confused by all this. it’s definitely weird, not as weird as being attacked and nearly killed by a giant monsters, and being around a girl with superpowers but still odd and new? His summer experience had completely changed him, the old billy would have made your life a living hell. Hes tried to be sweet and brotherly, believe me it peaks through, but he also knows you tend to hide your “little side” if hes around (Steve and a couple of kids let him in on that part). Hell he used to be a bully, he gets it, the fear was still there….though He’d be lying if he wasn’t curious as to why group was so fond of “little” you

But here we are…..

Somehow you found yourself being picked up by none other than billy hargrove.?? Uh what?

All you wanted was some fresh air.

You were just sitting on your front porch steps, head down in a sleepless daze with your leg bouncing from being just overall tired and jittery. When a familiar car stops out front.

“Hey!! You seen Harrington?” You slowly looked up and shook your head.

“nope sorry hes still at work”

“Damn it”

“hes not off work for a couple hrs, what do you need?”

“Nothing…it’s personal, you ok? You look like hell.”

“Oh fuck you, it’s also personal” you groan and rub your temples looking up at the grey clouds that gathered above.

“Uhhuh, ya sure about that?”

“Look im ok I just haven’t slept much in a couple days.” You didnt even bother looking back down but You could tell Billy’s blue eyes were just staring you down, and after a few moments you heard his car door open. “Get in” Billy had leaned over to open the passenger door. You didn’t want to go with him, but you didn’t want to feel like a sitting duck in your own home either so you groaned, made your way over and plopped down on the seat. It was pointless to argue with him, so you sank into back of the car seat and looked over, “uh ..so whats the plan here exactly?” “Gonna kill two birds with one stone” he mumbled as he took off in the direction of Steve’s place. “Umm ok? And why do I have to go along?”

“You get to nap at Harrington’s place and i get grab the stuff he borrowed from me.”

You looked out the window and chuckled “damn is it that obvious? Do i look that bad?” You tried to sound sarcastic.

Billy glanced down, noticing that you were back to anxiously bouncing your leg again Unfortunately yeah” you felt a hand press down on your knee causing you to jump as u gave billy a panicked look. He raised his hand to back off and huffed “easy with the leg thing, it shakes the whole car, and yeah i know you tend to sneak off to his place to nap anyway..” his brows where knit with concern “you sure your good..? Look i can stop and get you something or..” “no im ok” you cut him off and turned your gaze back to the window.

The curly haired blonde took a deep breath and drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, trying not to get angry with your short attitude. He bit his lip for a moment thinking of something to say to bring you back to your normal self. You definitely have seemed off for about a week now, and dustin had mentioned something of importance a few days before? But what exactly was it? Was it maybe needing a regression day?

“Y/n…doll, when was the last time you, ya know..?”

He shifted in his seat following a short pause

“Uhh? U wanna finish that thought or what?” You glanced back, looking irritated and exhausted.

He took a deep breath and softened his tone “when was the last time you were small?”

The car fell silent and You simply shrugged and mumbled. “Hell idk few weeks maybe? Why exactly does that matter to you?”

He knew where this was heading, the inevitable “push back”. But he still wanted to give it a shot since both main caregivers would be at work for several more hrs and you clearly needed some TLC.

He pulled into Steve’s driveway and killed the engine. Billy tried to keep his tone nonchalant to avoid making it feel weird and looked at you from the rear view mirror “i mean i dunno ..Just seems like you might need it?”

“I dont need shit from you” you mumble, as you got out and slammed the passenger door. Yep just as expected. Hargrove bit his lip again and stepped out behind you, as you grabbed the spare key the family kept hidden and stepped inside, practically collapsing face down on the familiar couch in the living room.

‘This is gonna suck’, billy thought.

Steve had already given him a heads up that gaining your trust wouldn’t be easy. It required a-lot of compassion and understanding, but Billy was determined to try. Plus It kinda got under his skin that even Nancy and Johnathan had talked about baby sitting moments. What exactly was it about all this that you have everyone wrapped around your finger?? How hard could it be? He’s taken care of some kids before.

Billy slipped upstairs to search for two things, 1. The cassette tapes he lent to Steve and 2. The baby bag. Steve had mentioned beforehand Having an essentials bag stashed away if anyone ever needed it, although the dumbass never actually told him WHERE it was though. Of course the idiot had it buried in the back of his closet. He pulled it out and went digging through everything the bag included:

☑️A blanket

☑️A couple over sized shirts, and pjs

☑️coloring books and crayons

☑️Baby lotion, powder and wiped

☑️A couple pacifiers

☑️A stuffed bunny

☑️A mix of baby bottles, sippy cups and cups with straws

☑️And a couple pullups

Billy did a bit of a double take of its contents, somewhat confused (and amused). He sat there for moment contemplating how to go about this, pushing his hair back and pacing for a moment before slinging the bag over his shoulder and going back downstairs for a cigarette. He looked over at Y/n still sprawled out face down on the couch. “You still alive little bunny?”

“Omg just leave me alone” you groaned. Billy sighed, “sorry doll but you’re stuck with me until steve gets off work” he called out from the kitchen and stepped outside to get quick smoke break in. Lightning the cigarette, and only taking a few puffs and pulled a few things from the bag, unsure of what you might actually need.

Blanket? Yes always

Stuffed animal? Yup

Sippy cups? Maybe?

Pacifiers? …Ive seen her nap with them in, but she probably wont take it willingly, but sure.. cant hurt.

He slid one into his pocket and somewhat anxiously took a couple of long drags on his cigarette before putting the rest out and slipping back inside. Doing his best to be as quiet as possible.

He took a deep breath and walked over to the living room, gently placing the bag on the floor and sat down crisscrossed in front of you. It was barely audible but he knew he could hear sniffling, he sighed again And reached out rubbing your head for a few moments. “Hey you need to try to sleep, look im gonna stay with you till steve gets home”

You didnt even bother look up, but shook your head.

“Billy im fine, just go home…please?”

He tried placing his hand under your chin in an attempt to get your attention. “Y/n, look at me?” His voice was soft but stern. You still refuse, trying to bury your face back. Anything to avoid eye contact.

Billy placed both hands around your cheeks, resulting in a whimper that almost made his heart drop. Your eyes still refusing to open, but a damp face and tear stains dont lie. He ran his thumbs along your cheeks trying to wipe away the new tears that were forming. “i know im the LAST person you want to deal with right now, but i also know you NEED this, im not judging you, i will never judge you for this. Do you understand?”You continued to fight his hold on your face, but the resistance was all for not. He was intent on getting through to you, in one way or another. “Y/n its fine” You took a deep breath Finally meeting his gaze, tearful (🩵💙💚🤎 colored eyes-)stared back. You whimpered again as a few more tears welled up. Again billy wiped them away and inhaled deeply, almost testing the water, he softened his tone “babe listen, im watching after you until your daddy gets home, but you HAVE to let me in ok?” Whimpering, again you shook your head trying to shake off billy’s hands, you could just feel the heat rising to your face. This felt like a cruel prank, billy would never!

“im not doing this today!!” You cried. With soft sobs making your breathing ragged

“Yes you are sweetheart, you’re exhausted and you need it now please just come here.”

He Finally let go of your face. While still sitting on the floor he opened up the bag next to him pulling out a few items. “Please little bunny, just let me help you get to sleep, look we’ve got some comfy clothes, your blanket, and i can grab you something to eat or drink while you change ok? Sound good?” His voice went from stern to pleading.

In horror You glanced at everything in the bag, damn it, thats why he brought me here!!!

“Jesus christ Billy you went through all my stuff?!” You shoved your face back into the couch pillows, as more hot, angry tears welled up, you just wanted to curl up and die.

Completely humiliated that all of your little stuff was sitting right in front of both of you. Billy stared you down for a few moments before pressing his forehead against yours “nuh-uh, enough, right now your under my care, so NONE of that, now go get changed,” he got up in huff and walked back towards the kitchen “and while youre at it, pick out a cup, im making sure you get a snack before your nap!”

“Ya Grouchy little shit” he mumbled the last part under his breath

In a daze and still softly crying You sat up. This couldn’t be happening right?

The former school bully actually trying to play babysitter right now?? And what was with his tone? What kind of fever dream was this? Hes never been this…gentle???

But damn it if he wasnt right.

You needed little time.

LIKR FUCK Wrong place wrong time,

….but You gave in.

Hesitantly you pulled up the duffle bag your momma and daddy kept hidden and dug out one of the oversized shirts, a soft pair of pj pants as well as one of the brightly colored sippy cups with a straw. You pushed yourself up off the couch and paused for a moment, nervously glancing at billy, whose back was now turned towards you and placed the cup on the counter before going to the bathroom to change. ‘For the love of god Steve better get back asap’

Billy scrounged around steve’s kitchen trying to find something simple to make. Finally settling on a pb & j (sweet boy has no cooking skills, bless him). He looked over at the cup you’d set on the counter and grinned pressing his tongue to his cheek, of course you picked one with a straw. Although he would have been happy to try to give you a bottle. Maybe a bit embarrassing for both of you but he’d do it. Billy thought as he filled cup with apple juice from the fridge.

Oh shit, i should probably turn on the tv too while im at it.

Going back to the living room he laid a blanket on and the floor in front of the tv and switched it on. He flipped through a few channels leaving it on some kids show (insert any old 80’s kids show) He looked around somewhat proud of his baby sitting skills and grabbed the plate and sippy cup gently setting it on the floor. A few minutes later you shyly peeked around the corner still trying to wipe away some tears.

Hargrove tried his best to sound sincere “hey kiddo, made you a p&j and got some juice, that sound good?” You wouldn’t meet his gaze, but just shrugged, your face felt hot and more tears threatened to fall. Just feeling ashamed and utterly embarrassed.

“Ok Angel c’mere” the pretty blonde made his way over to you and scooped you up causing you to squeak in surprise.

He chuckled and sat you down on his lap a few feet away from the tv. He could feel how shaky you were.

“Can u at least try to eat for me? Its not like it’s poisoned” He picked up the plate and set it on your lap.

You just looked at it for a moment. Seemingly dazed, then shook your head, you could feel billy exhale in frustration or maybe it was concern but he tried again. “Kay, how about i take half and you take the other?”

You didnt say anything but simply took the half closest to you and tried your best to munch on it. Billy on the other hand quickly downed his half and tried to think of some way to get you a bit more calm. He was more used to doing …umm things a bit more adult rated?? so in a slight panic his best effort was to comb his fingers through your hair. Surely that would be ok, Girls like that stuff right?? If that didn’t work maybe rocking would help??

He lucked out, it didnt take but a few minutes before he could feel you press the back of your head against his hands. he grinned, “ooh? You like head scratches huh?” He cooed

There was a soft whine in response, as he kept going, and he could feel slowly you sink against him. He bit his lip and tried not to smile this normally wasnt his thing, but you’re oddly adorable in this state.

“Ok cutie, ya feelin any better?” He murmured while still running a hand down the back of your head.

You shrugged and grabbed the sippy cup sitting next you, and billy took the opportunity to move the plate off your lap when he felt something his hand. More tears? Had you really been silently crying this whole time?

He looked down, your eyes were still red, and tears were silhouetted in the light of the tv. He took the sleeve of his shirt and tried wiping your face, which only resulted in a soft whimper and you stubbornly trying to turn your head away. It was all billy could do to keep from laughing. You really were being an overly tired toddler trying to fight sleep huh? “Sweetheart” he cooed “im just trying to clean your face, can you sit still for bubby?” With eyes clamped shut and Still whimpering you try your best to comply. He did his best to dry your face, but your eyes and cheeks looked still looked so red. He looked at you for a moment, sighed and reached over. Grabbing the duffle bag still sitting on the floor he pulled out a stuffed rabbit and a blanket. Billy practically threw the blanket over his shoulder and picked you up with the bunny still in the other. “Alright cotton tail, plan B, i know ive seen your daddy do this a few times” he gently toted you over to the recliner in the corner of the room. Sitting you both down.

You didnt even fight him at this point, only more soft whimpers of protest remained as you pressed your face into his neck. He wrapped the blanket over your shoulders and offered you the stuffed bunny tucking it under your arm. Billy tried softly rocking the both of you, he had seen Steve do this on 2 occasions, (not that you would know though since you had already been KO’d for awhile and He’d be lying if he ever said he wasnt jealous of steve for it either.)

Your eyes were tired but they still refused to shut, and you softly whined again as You turned your gaze back to the tv.

Even in this state with Soft whimpering And sniffles it was all he could do to not smile. Billy rested his chin on your head and tried shushing you while rubbing your back. How are you still fighting sleep? The soft smell of baby powder wafting from your blanket would probably be enough to lull even him to sleep on a normal day. Surely its comforting scent should be doing the same for you? Wait, Billy mentally slapped himself, duh he did put a pacifier in his pocket earlier. He gently shifted you to one side and he tried to fish it out of his pocket. “Shhhhh sweetheart, here would this help?” He opened up his hand to let you take it. You feebly took it but instead of putting it in your mouth you played with it between your fingers. “Too shy? Go figure” billy thought to himself.

He took it from your fidgety hands “no baby, open up” there wasn’t even a sound of protest you simply opened your mouth just big enough for him to pop it in. “Oh good girl” he whispered and kissed your forehead, causing you to press your face back against him.

Billy chuckled and shifted you again so you were lying completely against his chest before going back to lazily rocking the both of you.

With both of you now fixated on the tv He watched out of the corner of his eye as the pacifier softly bobbled up and down, following the soft occasional suckling sounds. He grinned and pressed his chin against your head, inhaling the scent from your blanket that was still draped over your shoulders. This was blissful. He’d admit it, he could now understand how you had Harrington wrapped around your fingers.

As far as billy was concerned The horrors of Hawkins could fuck right off. At the moment the teen would do anything to make this last. He’d fight off anything if it ment you’d still be in his arms.

He closed his eyes for a bit but continued rocking you. He could tell your breathing had slowed,though there was still the occasional sniffling, but at least the pacifier has stopped the whining. “Shhhh little bunny, you need to sleep” he murmured and combed a strand of hair over your ear, gently stroking your cheek. Glancing back down at down at you with one eye open it looks like you finally may have crashed. Eyes closed, still softly suckling on the paci.

Fuuuck that’s adorable. Billy thought as he continued rocking. A few minutes passed until he was certain you were asleep. He finally decided it was safe enough to recline the chair back so both of you could get a nap in before steve got home.

——— later on————

Steves pov

“Oh no, no no no, what the fuck is HARGROVES car doing in my driveway??

Jesus Christ not again!!” He groaned as he pulled up to curb in front of his home.

He got out slamming the car door and mumbled under his breath the whole way to his front doorsteps.

“We talked about boundaries, but noooo of course none of that got into his thick skull” he muttered loudly as he opened the door. He was immediately met with loud shushing which caused him to jump.

“WHAT IN THE HE..”

“SHHHH!!”

He snapped his head towards the direction of noise only to see none other than billy hargrove with a finger to his lips and the other hand over your head.

Steve blinked in confusion then lowered his tone as he went into the living room “what happened!??” He whispered.

“Long story, but i took care of it” billy grinned sleepily. “Shes been out for about an hour n’ a half, but do you think you can take her, i gotta take a leak?”

Steve laughed as he carefully pried you off billy’s chest careful not to wake you.

There was a soft whine but you must have known it was steve since you buried your face in his neck and hummed “baba” in relief.

“Hi baby, daddy’s home” steve cooed

“And thank god cuz bubby has to pee”

billy chimed in as he finally got up off the recliner and booked it down the hall. Steve decided the best thing to do was get you upstairs and in bed before he questioned billy further.

He made his way up the stairs and into his bedroom, trying as gently as he could to lay you back down without (completely) waking you.

You let out a soft whine of protest before you were hushed again by a pacifier and the soft worn covers of your daddy’s bed caressing your body.

“Shhh baby, daddys here,” steve cooed as he laid down next to you, rubbing your back in hopes that you’ll drift off again.

Moments later there was a soft knock on the door. Steve glanced back to see billy pulling out a carton of cigarettes and mouthing “ill be outside” steve gave him a thumbs up and rolled back to attend to you. He waited until there was soft snoring before he rolled out of bed and crept back downstairs.

Meeting billy out by the backdoor, he crossed his arms. “Ok so what the hell happened exactly?”

Billy took a long drag and exhaled “she was in a mood and I handled it? Also next time it might help if you actually TELL ME where the emergency bag is.”

“Wait u went through my room?!”

“Not the first time Harrington.” He chuckled. “Besides your girl was exhausted and hadn’t been sleeping, so yeah, I stepped in, and handled it just fine”

“She fight you on it?”

“Eh not really,”

“Are u shitting me? She bit me the first couple times!”

“Guess ya wore her down for me, or she just likes me more” he flicked the cigarette butt and smirked at Steve before heading back inside.

“Yeah fat chance” Steve murmured following him.

“Just so you know, if you ever need me to watch her last min, i dont mind” billy said looking back over at the recliner he’d been stuck the last two hrs. Steve grinned following his gaze then glanced around the living room at the various contents of the diaper bag that had been thrown about. “Not that weird anymore huh?” He said crossing his arms

Billy grinned and just shrugged “Never said that..just seeing it differently now thats all”

[heartbreak-sandwich]

ANIMAL MAGNETISM ~ Part 2 ~ Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader - SFW, slight angst, building tension, Lifeguard Billy x Lifeguard Reader, bossy boss Billy 💖

A/N: This is a continuation of a previous blurb you can find here! This was a request from a lovely follower, but I can't answer the ask on this blog, so I'll have this post linked to the ask on my main. Thank you to all who have enjoyed my work so far! You inspire me to keep writing, and I love you dearly 🥰

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

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Clang! The cage to the front entrance of the Hawkins Pool was open, and the line of eager children waiting to take their plunge and cool off started to file in quickly. You had a long shift ahead of you opening and closing, and you knew the first half of your shift would run smoothly with Heather’s help. You hopped up and swung your legs over the front counter, making your way to the clipboards covering the wall in the office to see who you’d be closing with.

“Shit,” you said to yourself, eyes closing in disappointment. Billy Hargrove – of course it was. Your cheeks glowed pink with embarrassment at the thought of the last closing shift the two of you shared.

You had been able to avoid speaking directly to him since then, but you always caught him looking at you with that smug smirk permanently painted just above his sharp jawline, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t take an extra second to breathe in his intoxicating aroma each time you passed him in the staff area – mint, chlorine, and Paco Rabanne pour homme. You knew you would spend the entirety of your shift mentally preparing to defend yourself against whatever hold he seemed to have on you, and you would not let him win this time.

Tossing your whistle around your neck, you made your way out into the blistering sun and took your place atop the chair tower opposite Heather’s to wait out the day and reinforce your mental fortress. You weren’t easy like the other girls Billy had wrapped around his finger, and you were going to make sure he was aware of that.

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“Looks like we’re closing up shop tonight, princess.” Billy spoke to you for the first time in almost two weeks, and there it was again – the nickname. It surprised you, but after overthinking all through your shift, you were ready for anything he might try.

“Don’t sound so excited. People might get the wrong idea,” you fired back, keeping your sunglasses on and your nose in today’s paper. Of course he showed up to start his shift just as you were taking your break.

“Or the right idea.” Billy’s voice turned to suede and melted honey, and you felt his tone start a fire in your belly. His eyes stuck to you as he unwrapped a piece of gum and hesitated just before it touched his tongue. You still weren’t looking at him, but you could feel him staring daggers at you. “Hey,” he pestered sharply. The change in mood made you jump in your seat, and you finally looked up at him. “That’s better.” Billy took his gum into his mouth, an obnoxious smacking sound competing with the soft playing of the radio in the staff area.

He closed the gap between the two of you, towering over you where you sat, and you could tell his intimidation tactics were kicking in again. He bent over at the waist, his face just inches away from yours, his fingers coming up to meet with both sides of your sunglasses, and he slowly pulled them off, staring directly into your unprotected eyes.

“You look at me when I’m talking to you.” The gravelly drawl turned your inner fire into an eruption, the heat reaching all the way up your body to your cheeks, and you knew he noticed. He dropped your sunglasses, letting them clatter onto the table in front of you.

Walking away towards the staff entrance to the pool, Billy crinkled up his gum wrapper and threw it behind him, completely missing the garbage can. “Pick it up, princess,” he called over his shoulder, never looking back at where you were still completely frozen in place. You could feel the heat coming off of your face as you, once again, did as you were told, picking up the discarded gum wrapper and throwing it into the trash can.

“What was that?” You were oblivious to Heather’s presence throughout that interaction, and you cracked under the embarrassment of knowing she had witnessed the whole thing.

“N-nothing! Not a single thing at all. God, he’s such an asshole, right?” You stuttered and fidgeted with your sunglasses while you spoke, and it was obvious Heather didn’t believe a word you were trying to say to her.

“If you say so,” she replied with a skeptical smile.

“Whatever. My break’s over; I’ll see you out there.” You folded the paper up, put your sunglasses back on, and squared up your shoulders as you marched back out to your chair tower. You wouldn’t let him get to you like that – not again.

Part 3 ❤️‍🔥

[lorifragolina]

The glimpse

First entry for @harringrovekinktober Oct 1, prompt: lingerie NotSFW, no TW, word count: 2619 I not feel really comfortable with kinks in general, but I think I have to come out of my comfort zone!

Steve sneaked on the trailer’s window.  He drank almost all the evening, angry and scorned. Then he went to Billy’s trailer to face him.

Billy was dancing, absent-minded, in the cold light of the trailer’s kitchen. Steve couldn’t hear the music. He had his eyes closed and a glass of white wine in his hand.

Billy was wearing nothing but a champagne babydoll, that caressed his hips making them seem rounded and full, and still define the lines of his pecs and the erected nipples. It seemed silky and shiny, with a little lace on the hem. Billy danced and touched it on his own skin, showing the matching briefs under that. He tightened the fabric on his hand, closing his eyes with a little smile, then looked at himself in the mirror, smoothing the wrinkles, and smiled.  Steve stopped to breathe.  He never saw that expression on Billy’s face. He seemed completely quiet, calm and satisfied, there were no signs of mocking or joking in his smile for himself, and nobody more, and he was glowing. He was so beautiful. Steve never saw that… that glimpse on Billy’s face, and it was just for a moment, then Billy disappeared in the bedroom. It was as he could see, for a little second, the real Billy, his essence, what he was hiding deep inside of him.

He was a little drunk, and went away. He forgot why he came there before, and he couldn’t explain what he was feeling inside. It wasn’t exciting, although Billy was hot. He felt a little arousement, but it was for the golden light he just saw coming out from Billy, and it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Billy was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

He wanted to see this glimpse again. He rolled awake all night in his bed, and in the drowsy hallucination of the lack of sleep, he wanted to see this glimpse again and he wanted to be the reason for this glimpse.

Steve observed Billy the following days at school. He had his usual grin and his mocking tone as always, with the cig hanging from a corner of his lip. His glance was sharp as usual, and Steve could see not even a shadow of that glimpse, as far as he stared, and he stared a lot. 

He even went to the city, driving for an hour and a half, to a women's underwear store where nobody could recognize him, and walked with his heart on his mouth along the aisles, lightly touching the lingerie he never saw, and trying to hide the blushing. 

It was expensive. Did Billy buy it by himself? He blushed even more. He never gave lingerie to his girlfriends… he never thought about it before. 

He saw a black slip with a spaghetti strap and a draped neck. He breathed loudly imagining it on Billy. He squeezed hard his eyes and tried to see his face, looking at him. He couldn’t.

He returned to Hawkins with a fancy box in the trunk.

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He stared at Billy’s back in the locker room. He was busy in front of his locker, pants already on, and Steve followed every jolt of his muscles when he wore the shirt. He wondered how that back would feel under his hands.

Billy turned around suddenly.

“What the fuck are you watching?”

Steve looked away and returned to his locker.

He parked behind the trailer park, hiding the car in the trees. He walked the short path holding the box tight on his chest, worried for every noise he was making in the dark. He knew Billy wasn’t already at home, and he hoped to come before him. 

He left the box in front of the door and ran away, hiding behind the trash containers.

Billy came home a few minutes later, parking right in front of his trailer.

He climbed the three steps of the trailer’s porch and stopped in front of the box. He looked around, surprised, then saw the little note Steve let under the lace. 

I hope you enjoy it. He wrote, incapable of thinking about a better phrase. Billy put the note in his pocket and took the box, opening the door. 

Steve waited a little, looking at the light at the windows turning on and off, then he dared getting near to spy. 

Billy was blinking at the mirror, turning right and left, sleeking the black slip on his body. His cheeks were lightly pink and he tried to make a little mock to the mirror. 

Steve watched him closing the box, tidying up well the satin paper and the lid, and then turned off the light, disappearing in the other room.

Steve stayed a little more at the window. No, black wasn’t Billy’s color, but the shape was really enhancing his figure. 

Steve took a few steps in the path behind the park, but the hit in the back of his head was sudden and painful. He saw stars when he hit his nape on the sheet metal of the trailer.

Billy punched him and pushed against the wall, grabbing him by his neck. Steve felt blood running on his face. He tried to catch his breath and opened his eyes, finding a raged Billy growling only a few inches from his face. Steve grabbed Billy’s arms but he didn't have the strength to push him away.

“What the fuck!” Yelled Billy, pushing him again, and Steve closed his eyes again, ready for the next hit. But Billy just kept him pinning against the trailer wall.

“How…” he tried to say, barely capable of thinking.

“What the fuck, Harrington!” growled Billy, grinding his teeth.

Steve leaned a hand on Billy’s face. He wasn’t sure if it was himself or the concussion speaking, but still. “You’re beautiful,” he said, lingering on his cheek. He stared at Billy’s open, surprised and plumpy mouth, and Billy stared back at his’. He bent his head to Steve and lightly touched their lips in a chaste kiss. When he moved back, the rage had disappeared from his eyes. They are just so big, blue and questioning.

Billy gave him the cup of coffee he just made, and stayed leaning on the table sipping from his own cup. Steve nodded thankfully, pressing the peas bag on the side of his head. Billy had cleaned the cut on his eyebrow and the blood from his face, silently, a little shiver on his hands. Steve was a little confused and his head was pulsing a little, but the ice was helping.

He was sorry for the worried, annoyed look that Billy was giving to him. It was really far from the glimpse, and he was sorry for bothering him.

“What were you doing, Harrington?” Said him suddenly, in a whisper.

Steve opened his mouth a couple of times, but he didn’t say anything.

Billy sighing. “I know your handwriting, Harrington” he spitted then.

Steve blushed and lowered his eyes.

“Why?” Continued Billy.

“You… were beautiful…” babbled Steve.

“Are you broken, Harrington?” Scoffed Billy, a little delight.

“Do… Do you like it?” Asked Steve instead.

“How do you know?”

Steve lowered his eyes again. “I… I saw you…”

Billy put down his cup and took the bag and the cup from Steve’s hand. 

“Come on,” he said, pointing to the bedroom. Steve followed him to the bedroom.

Billy knelt to the last drawer of the dresser. There are a lot of boxes inside, tidily organized, like the one Steve just gave him. 

Billy opened one of them, lightly touching the red silk and lace inside. Then he looked at Steve.

“You… you have a lot of them” Billy nodded, smiled absent minded, and opened another box. “You… bought all of them? They are so…”

“Expensive? Yes… I collect them. I like… how they make me feel”. For a moment, it seemed he forgot Steve was there. He closed the drawer carefully and looked at Steve, before lowering his eyes. “I didn’t have a black one,” he murmured sweetly. “Thank you”.

He put a hand on Steve’s tight, leaned to him. He closed his eyes and kissed him.

Steve stayed for a moment, eyes opened, surprised. Then closed his eyes and answered the kiss. 

Billy pushed him on the ground, grinding against his crotch. Steve felt he was hard, and his body answered immediately, although he felt his head a little pulsating again. 

He stood and climbed the bed, Billy laid on him again, they kissed hungrily, the sudden passion was lingering in the air all around them. Billy took off Steve’s shirt and let out a pleasure sighing, kissing his pecs and nipples. Steve did the same to him, and he trembled when his hand found the fresh, silky touch of the slip under his shirt. He took the shirt off reverently, looking at him as if he was a masterpiece. Billy smiled sweetly, jumping off Steve’s body and standing there at the side. He opened his pants and took them off slowly, making sure Steve enjoyed the view. 

He wore the slip and the briefs, and Steve holded his breath while he opened his pants too. 

Billy returned to straddle him, and Steve grabbed his ass covered by the silk fabric, and lost his mind. He felt Billy kiss his belly, his inner thigh and lightly touch the thin skin of his balls, after taking Steve’s cock in his lips. He felt precum leaking on it, but he slipped his fingers on Billy’s cheek bone. 

“No, come here, kiss me” he whispered, driving his face over his own. 

Billy took off his briefs and sat on Steve’s waist. Steve was passing his hands under the slip, on the skin of his chest and his back; he was breathing rapidly and his dick was throbbing at the touch of Billy’s legs. Billy grinded a little, painting, slightly leaning hands on Steve’s chest.

“Go on,” he whined. Billy coated his dick with the lubricant and put a finger inside him too. He spread his legs and slowly took Steve inside, arching his back and his toes, with a hot whine.

Steve painted hard. He’d never been inside another man. And Billy was… stunning. So beautiful, blushing, and whining for him, he felt his hole so hot and stretch he was at the edge of coming at the simple touch. 

Billy collected the slip on his chest to avoid making it a mess, and started moving on Steve’s legs, bouncing on him and crying hard, touching him so lightly Steve felt a little tickle. 

Billy was so scalding around him, he felt every move of his body on his dick, taking him hungrily; Steve grabbed Billy’s head while he started pushing hard inside him, and kissed him sucking his tongue with the same pace.

“Billy, I… can I come inside” he cried, incapable of resisting more.

Billy was jerking himself fast, and whined hard. He nodded, sinking Steve even more inside him, and Steve loaded him. He moaned coming and Billy came too, roping his chest with his cum, trying to save the slip.

He stayed riding the soft cock for a while, trying to catch his breath and feeling the leak in his legs. Steve looked at him and caressed his cheek. Billy put his hand on his and leaned to the touch. 

Billy returned to the bathroom. Steve wore his boxers again and waited for him on the bed. He knelt on his side, at an arm distance. 

His eyes were a little red, and worried. He was unkempt and his heart was still beating like a drum.

“Are… you ok?” He whispered, without looking at Steve.

Steve smiled. “Of course. And you?” Ok couldn’t just define how he felt. He felt… so good and strange at the same time, a satisfied weakness in his limbs, a little confused, maybe also for the concussion. 

Billy nodded. He looked intensely at him, muttering something. Steve looked at him, frowning.

“Are you… gay?” Billy asked again, his voice unsure.

“What? I…I don’t…”

“I am gay” murmured again Billy, looking at his hands.

Steve nodded. “O…Ok” he wasn’t sure what Billy was expecting from him. The reality was he never thought to… have sex with a man. Although… sometimes he stayed with Tommy on his sofa and they touched each other, but well, all boys did it, right? It didn’t mean to be gay. They kissed just to learn how to kiss girls, right? It was what he told himself when he was sixteen. But he… he desired Billy, and not just like a girl.

Billy seemed worried. He pursed his lips, waiting. 

“I don’t know,” said sincerely Steve. Billy blinked, and then nodded. 

“I hope I… could thank you for your present”.

Steve understood and felt really bad. “No! Billy, no… I didn’t want.. it… you… in exchange, I swear!” He leaned to Billy and caressed his arm, pulling him close. “Come here,” he said sweetly. “You… you are so beautiful…” he whispered. 

Billy closed his eyes at Steve’s side. “Stay”

Steve kissed him on the lips again. He hugged Billy’s shoulders and slipped his hands again under his dress. “I don’t know if I’m gay” and he felt Billy sighing in his arms. “But I don’t want you… to repay me” Billy nodded. “I like you in it… I like how it… makes you feel”.

It was difficult to think at that moment. Billy didn’t say anything. Steve didn't want to hurt him, and he thought he already did. 

Billy settled better at his side and closed his eyes.

Billy didn’t dismiss his blasting appearance and his sharp look at school, even to him, in public. They started to meet after practice, a couple days a week, just to cuddle in Billy trailer and make love, Steve couldn't think about it like just sex. He felt Billy melting in his arms, his body was always full of pleasure for him, and he dismissed his grin with him. But he was looking every time to his face, and he never saw that glimpse again, he saw some sparkle, sometimes, but it was like Billy was unsure, still on guard, obviously, still taking the measures of them.

Steve felt a little hurted about it, but he couldn’t blame Billy. He couldn’t think about anything but Billy, his body, his talking, his eyes, but he could not expect Billy to trust him in no time. He himself tried to avoid defining what he felt for him.

Billy kept bitching around as usual, but he couldn’t help but smile a little when he saw Steve staring at him.

“Movie night?” 

They were alone in the locker room, Billy was shirtless and Steve gladly looked at the love marks he left last time on his back. He came near to whisper to Billy’s ear.

Billy smiled and scoffed, leaning to the neck kiss. He nodded.

“I’ll buy pizza” laughed Steve, happy.

They came out together from the school and walked together in the desert parking lot. Steve looked furtively at him for a while, then suddenly grabbed his hand with a smile. Billy stopped, surprised.

It was the first time they held hands out of the bed.

Billy looked Steve in the eyes, and Steve kept smiling lovingly to him.

Billy smiled in treturn and start walking again, keeping his hand in Steve’s hand. He took a heavy breath.

Steve looked at his face, where all traces of mocking went away, he was glowing, quiet, and satisfied. He looked at Steve in return.

That glimpse. His heart exploded like a firework.