#t hunger hit Steve like a freight train

[wotvagyok]

My thoughts are currently consumed by Trans Steve starting T and getting all kinds of thicc because of it.

At first noticing the changes, how he’s filling out in all the right places, the little stretch marks on his new belt, on his arms, his thick love handles. It’s all dense and doughy, he’s so sturdy now, so chonky.

And then a couple of years in, a few self discoveries later, sat between Bucky’s thighs, so stuffed and bloated and round, Bucky’s hand in his skin-tight and torn boxers, pressing into him, holding another bite to his lips.

Steve’s lax, pressed against his chest, head lying limp against Bucky’s shoulder. His brain his empty, eyes glazed, as he opens his mouth to keep eating.

“Good boy.” Bucky whispers to him as he bucks his hips in desperation. “Gettin’ so fat,” a hand slides down to the blushing swell of his stomach, sitting in his lap now, and rubs soothing circles across the taut skin. He reaches for another few fries and holds them to Steve’s mouth when he finishes chewing. Steve takes a gasping bite. “Such a good, greedy boy.”

[thehargrovewhore]

𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 #𝟏 💓

requested? yes and bless their soul for it 👀 @studysimsx

also, this is a long one! because honestly i am not very good with writing short things .. i get too detailed y'all.

prompts for this drabble:

"i have never wanted to fuck someone so badly."

"if i have to stop what i'm doing, you won't be able to walk for the next week."

"we're not just friends and you fucking know it."

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your relationship with billy was complicated; to say the very least. while you both were best friends having met when he first moved to hawkins from california, he was absolutely smitten with you from the very beginning, as you were with him. but you didn't want to ruin the bond you've formed with him; which was truly unbreakable.

but, neither of you acted on it. he slept around with girls and you went out on casual dates with boys. though it is infuriating watching other girls hang all over him or hear the sounds they make in his room while you're watching movies with max you kept your mouth closed tightly. he was your best friend, not your boyfriend.

however, you didn't know that he felt the exact same way on a regular basis. seeing guys flirt with you in the hall, or offer you rides home in their shitty cars, and take you out for dinner on friday nights. billy absolutely despised all of it. but same as you, he didn't want to ruin the bond.

that all went to shit when he saw you getting out of steve harrington's car, outside of his fucking house. steve was a sweet guy who offered you a ride to billy's house after the study session you'd shared in the library after school.

you didn't want billy to have to leave again due to bitterly cold temperatures in hawkins, so you agreed. but now; it dawned on you just how much of a mistake that was. his chest was now heaving with hatred as he lifted weights.

you were sitting on the couch, with your arms crossed over your chest and a pout on your lips. he hadn't said a single word to you since you arrived. you were trying to do him a favor and he was mad at you for it.

"billy, c'mon. please just talk to me already." you whined, throwing your head back on the couch dramatically. his entire demeanor reeked of anger and his jaw couldn't of been more clenched. you've seen that look one to many times over the past few months.

he kept his attention straight ahead, a cigarette dangling from his lips. you couldn't help but watch his arms move with each lift. while he was your best friend.. you aren't a blind woman. he was truly beautiful. golden curls and an attitude straight from hell, accompanied by blue eyes.

a paradise whose skies are the color of hell flames. as you grew more frustrated; you were tempted to throw a book straight at his head before fleeing to his room. and, that is just what you're about to do if he does not answer you.

"billy. it was just a ride home, you're being ridiculous. just talk to me already, please." you demanded. he turned and looked at you, his gaze hardened and demeanor cold. the second he turned back around without saying a word, it's time to bring out the guns, since he wants to be childish.

"all we did was make out a little bit. i don't see why that is such a problem." you lied nonchalantly and shrugging, as if what you just said wasn't a big deal at all. which should not have been a big deal to billy, but it was. and now he is pissed. his greatest enemy, and the most important girl in his life, locking lips? that's a no from him.

"if i have to stop what i'm doing, you won't be able to walk for the next week." billy stated, his voice low, full of underlying anger and pent up jealousy. you did not understand why he was so mad but with the way he's looking at you, you can't find it within' yourself to be a bitch any further. you want him, and he wants you. so; it's about time something is done about it.

"oh, really, tough guy? i highly doubt that." you snarked, knowing that it would get you in to his bed sooner than later. and, it just so happened to work. billy dropped his weights down on the floor with a heavy thud and before you could register what was happening he had you over his shoulder, stomping down the hallways to his room.

you were thrown onto his bed while he kicked the door shut with his foot, your head bouncing against the soft pillows. he was on top of you in a matter of seconds. he crashed his lips against yours; moving against your lips in perfect harmony, his tongue gliding across your own smooth as velvet.

your hands were in his hair, moving down to grasp billy's shoulders, pulling him even closer to you. as he began to trail kisses down your neck and to your breasts; you had come to your senses, just a little bit. what if, this will ruin everything between you two, the bond you have tried so hard to achieve with him in the first place?

"billy, what are we doing?" you asked breathlessly as billy got rid of your t shirt, taking a moment to marvel at your breasts. with one hand reaching behind your back to un- clasp your bra, he looked down at you with eyes filled to the brim of pure lust and hunger. that look had taken the breath straight from your lungs.

"we have never been just friends and you fucking know it. that's why you mouthed off to me, when you know better than to do that shit by now." he growled, leaning down to clasp his lips around your left nipple. you keened, arching into his embrace and working your hands around his belt.

he was right. he was always right. there has been tension in the air since the first time you ever hung out alone.

with his mouth still attached the hardened peak, his hand moved down unbutton your blue jeans, sliding them right down your smooth legs and discarding them on the floor.

he brought that same hand down to rub your pussy over your flimsy pink thong, feeling just how wet and ready, it was for him already. you were moaning now as his thumb pressed hard circles onto your swollen clit, his mouth was giving your other breast the same attention; running over the nub lightly in soft circles.

you were a writhing mess, your hips arching off the bed as billy pulled your underwear down. your hands finally managed to get his belt off, then you were unbuttoning his jeans, desperately trying to get them off. foreplay is something not necessary right now, you'd been waiting months for this moment, you didnt need preparation. it was obvious by the now damp spot on his sheets.

"someone's a little eager." he chuckled, moving away from you to discard his muscle tank top and his jeans. he didn't even bother taking his boxers off as he just pulled his dick through the little hole in the front making you gape at the sheer size of him. thick, long, and pre-cum pooling, at the very tip. you wanted him in your mouth, but that just had to wait. in this moment, you want him inside of you.

"i have never wanted to fuck someone so badly. billy, just please get on with it. i really need you." you pouted. much to your satisfaction, he crawled ontop of you; bracing his large arms on either side of your head. you could feel, the head of his cock brushing against your soaked entrance.

"how could i say no to that, baby?" billy smirked, leaning down to capture your lips in another heated kiss, as one hand moved away from your head to line himself up. he didn't give you any warning because thrusting inside, to the very hilt, and bottoming out in one single thrust. the world seemed to stop around you. billy felt perfect; just how you imagined him to feel inside of you.

your head was thrown back, and your mouth was agape; fingers digging into his broad shoulderblades then down to his back, where you planned to mark your territory, as he began thrusting inside of you quickly with low growls.

his lean hips snapped against yours, brushing up against your throbbing clit every time; turning you into a wailing, incoherent and fucked out mess. you could barely find a simple ounce strength in you, to scream out billy's name.

"there we go, baby. that pussy is nice and filled now, huh? is this what you wanted?" he cooed in your ear, sending a series of shivers down your spine. you nodded, not keene on trusting your voice right now. you cried out when billy got onto his knees, taking your legs and pressing them to your chest. billy had you practically bent in half now.

then his cock brushed a certain sweet spot within' you, sending you reeling and moaning to the heavens. you'd never suspected that he would fuck you this good. you heard rumors of course, but did not believe all of them; until this moment, when you are underneath of him. he truly proved the rumors to be correct.

"fuck! yes, billy, right there!" you had wailed out when his sinful fingers began to trace tight circles on your clit. you were so close. he knew exactly what spot to hit and what angle to fuck you the best in. his animilastic groans were spurring you on, making your back arch off his bed, with your eyes rolling into the back of your head.

"you gonna cum for me, honey? you gonna cum all over my cock and be a good girl for me, hm?" he taunted, his thrusts seeming to pick up in speed, his cock hitting the sweet spot inside you over and over, almost relentlessly.

you couldn't form words for him, the coil in your stomach had snapped due to his dirty words. the high had run you down like a freight train and leaving you a moaning mess; your teeth capturing your bottom lip as billy kept fucking you, just as hard if not harder, through your orgasam.

"fuck yes, baby. you're so fucking tight." billy gritted out, his chest heaving and eyebrows furrowed. you had then pulled him down to meet your lips again while your legs wrapped themselves around his waist. one tug, on curly locks was enough to make him cum for you, a mirage of profanities leaving billy's lips while he buried his head in the shelter of your sweaty neck.

"you're mine, babygirl." he declared, pulling back to move your sweaty locks out of your hair and kiss you. this time, the kiss was radiating gentleness and adoration. he was a asshole, that's for sure, but he was yours. and you are his.

"i always have been, pretty boy." you retorted knowingly; placing a single kiss on his cute little nose, watching the way it scrunched up under your attention. he's precious.

as you laid there with him you thought you'd feel regret, but you didn't. not even a little bit. you loved the boy on top of you with every fiber of your being.

for once in your life, you were content. and it felt so good.