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Fine - Billy Hargrove One Shot +18

Minor DNI

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Billy Hargrove x female reader

Based off of an ask by @billysbot :

SMUT, lots of pet names, language, oral (male receiving), unprotected p in v, practically plotless, ownership kink, cum play, manipulative Bills; canon-typical assholary

★Lightly edited★

Y/N’s POV:

“Co’mere,” you whisper through panting breaths, tugging Eddie towards Steve’s room. The speakers blare from downstairs; the upstairs of the Harrington’s packed like a brothel.

Eddie takes you into his arms, pinning you against the wall; deepening your kiss. You moan against his lips, rolling your hips to soothe the want between your thighs.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Eddie mutters between kisses; his soft, sweet lips moving effortlessly with yours. “Been waiting for this for a while. I-”

“The fuck is going on here?” You hear the deep bark of your ex. Ugh, Goddamnit. “Kissin’ my girlfriend, Munson?”

“Not your girlfriend, Hargrove,” you snap.

“Since when baby?” He steps a little closer. You feel Eddie’s grip loosen; setting you on the floor, fear setting in as Billy closes in on the two of you. You grit your teeth, feeling your anger swell.

“I’ll call you. Okay?” Eddie whispers, hastily; looking at Billy out of the corner of his eye. You can tell he's nervous; which is valid, honestly, because you belong to Billy whether you hate him or not.

“You won’t,” Billy laughs. “You're not gonna talk to her ever again. You understand?”

“Yeah - yeah. Understood,” Eddie mumbles as he meets your eyes again. “M’sorry, sweetheart.”

“Call her sweetheart again. Please,” Billy pleads; an unhinged look in his piercing blue eyes as he challenges Eddie to say one more fucking word.

Eddie turns on his heels, disappearing down the steps.

“Have a nice night, honey,” Billy smiles; flashing you a wink, following close behind Eddie.

You reach out, clawing the shoulder of his red button-down; yanking him back to you as he releases a manic laugh. SLAP. The sound of your hand cracking his cheek resounds through the hallway.

A wicked smile spreads on Billy’s lips; your act of violence carrying the opposite effect, Billy craving more per usual.

“I fucking hate you,” you hiss.

“Sure you do,” he hums; as he steps closer, backing you into the wall. It’s true… it’s not just lip service I fucking hate him. I hate the way I can’t get over him, the way he’s constantly on my mind even when he treats me like absolute dog shit; the way he says I’m the only one; but, can’t quite seem to keep that promise. I hate that I still love him. “Were you gonna fuck Munson?” He winces, looking back at you in disgust. “Are times really that tough?”

“Leave me alone, Billy.” You blow by him, shoulder-checking him on the way to the stairs. He reaches out for you, hauling you back in. “Where do you think you’re goin’?”

“To find Steve. He’s always a good time. And, he’s not scared of you. Bigger dick too.” Lie.

“Fuck you,” Billy growls; his ego bruised as you strike a nerve. A devilish smile tugs on your lips this time.

“We done here?” You chuckle; just pressing his buttons further.

“Not even close.”

Billy’s lips crash into yours, taking your breath away as his hips push into you, guiding you back to the wall. You can feel his bulge, rock-hard against you as he grinds, keeping cadence with your kiss. You give in momentarily; hands, skimming up his muscular body, resting on his firm chest before shoving him off.

“Get off of me!”

You stride away but he grabs you, tossing you effortlessly over his shoulder. “Remember that safe word? I haven’t heard it yet, princess. You must still want my cock. Am I right or am I right?” He sneers as he steps into Harrington’s room, slamming the door shut.

“Billy!” You scream; doing your best to fight your way out of his arms; but, he’s right. He's all you want.

“You think I’m happy about this?” He snips. “I was about to fuck, Rachael Dalton. Pretty little thing; sweet fuckin’ ass, perfect tits. And then you, you decided to sneak in here with Munson. And we can’t have that now. Can we?”

“Why? Why can’t you just leave me alone?” You groan.

“‘Cause you’re mine, baby.”

He can't be serious.

“I’m not, Billy. You don’t own me.”

The corners of his lips curl into a little smile. “Well, we both know that isn’t true. Is it, sweetheart?” Billy lunges forward, lips locking with yours. You kiss passionately, gasping for air, gripping his long locks; your body aching for contact.

Heat fans across your being; a steady pulsing between your thighs, an ache in your core that was missing with Eds. No one would ever compare to Billy. It's fucking infuriating.

His blood-red shirt is pulled taut across his broad shoulders; chest fully exposed. You pull at what little buttons remain; Billy quickly rips his shirt off the rest of the way.

You reach for him instantly; drawing your hands from his strong chest through the ripples of his abs, following the deep indentations of his v-lines to his leather belt. You suck off his bottom lip, biting down hard enough to pinch; making Billy moan before shoving you against the wall.

Billy’s rough hands follow the zipper between your breasts, drawing it down slowly; savoring each new inch of bare skin, until your little dress falls to the floor. "Such a whore f’me," Billy chuckles, looking at you lustfully as you stand in front of him in nothing but red lingerie.

“Not for you.”

“Bullshit… Who else would you wear this for? Tell me.” He’s right. Fucking asshole. Billy reaches behind your back; unclasping your bra with a single hand as the other grips the hair at the nape of your neck. He reaches down, tugging at your delicate lace panties; ripping them away.

"Fucking dick," you moan breathily as he takes your nipple in his mouth, swirling lightly; moving to the other as he palms your curves.

"These fuckin' tits," he mumbles, drunkenly against your chest as he continues to play. The other hand reaches down, skimming up your inner thigh. A thick finger glides through your folds, toying with your entrance; your obvious excitement making him release a needy moan. “You say you hate me; but, this pussy says otherwise.” Billy slaps your cunt, making you fuss.

“Stop, Billy.”

“Just say the word, doll, and I’ll stop,” he taunts as you finger the button of his Levi’s, splaying the zipper. “You don’t even know what you want,” he murmurs.

“Shut the fuck up,” you groan as you snare his denim, pulling it and his boxers to his feet as you lower yourself to your knees.

You move back slightly as Billy foots closer, bullying you back to the wall. His eyes beg for you, as you lift his hard length to your plush lips.

"My girl looks so good on her knees. Fuck," he pants; throwing his head back as you swirl your wet tongue around his reddened tip, swiping the lick of precum leaking from his swollen head.

You wrap your lips around him as Billy reaches down, taking your head in his hands; sinking onto his cock as you take him slowly to the back of your throat. Billy grips your hair, pulling slightly causing you to moan and hum, as you start to bob back and forth.

You can feel his thick dick throb on your tongue; every ridge and vein, gliding in and out of your mouth. "S-Shit, baby," he pants; eyebrows knitting tightly.

You add your hands, following your mouth as you work. A slight twist causes Billy to moan; his stance shifting. Taking your tongue you stroke the underside of his shaft, making his thick thighs quiver.

"What would you do without my dick?” He grunts as you deep-throat his cock; gagging slightly. You feel tears roll down your cheeks, dripping off your chin.

Billy slams his hands against the wall, thrusting into you suddenly; moving you even closer to the wall as he uses your mouth to stroke his cock; your head pressed to the partition.

"I'm gonna cum, princess," he moans. You cup his balls in your hand, rolling them gently; feeling as they tighten. "Ugh... Christ," Billy grunts; spilling his load deep into your throat. His eyes pinch shut, fluttering open slowly. "Holy fuck," he huffs.

You stand up, watching his beautiful, stupid fuckin’ face as he comes down from his high. He wastes no time taking you back into his arms, mouth meeting yours. "You hate me. Huh? You sure about that? You weren’t throatin’ my cock like you hated me," he mumbles between kisses.

“You treat me like shit. You’re a fuckin’ dick. You’re a liar. How could I not hate you, Billy?” You whisper against his lips. “You’re a disrespectful asshole and your only positive quality is your dick.”

He smiles against your lips; a deep laugh rumbling in his chest. “I’ve got a nice ass too.”

Billy pumps his dick a few times, kicking your foot to the side. You spread your legs as he guides himself to your warmth. You feel his fat cockhead swirl around your entrance; a tug as he starts to stretch you out before drawing out completely. "Fuck... You're soaked," he groans; thrusting himself in fully, taking your breath away. “Gettin’ all worked up over suckin’ my cock?”

"N-No," you stammer.

"Who’s the liar now?" He draws out, thrusting rougher; making you whimper as you feel him fill you to the brim. He wraps his arms around your ass picking you up; you fall deeper onto his shaft, crying in pleasure as he ruts roughly. Billy pumps into you quickly, fucking you out of your heels; landing on the floor below.

He draws you off the wall, walking you to the bed; kissing messily before laying you on your back. Billy mounts you again; gripping your thighs, pulling you to the edge.

He wraps your legs around his shoulders; taking his dick in his fist again. Billy runs his cock along the length of your soaked silk, gathering your arousal before pressing himself in nice and slow.

He rocks his length into you, playing with depths; watching your eyes roll back as he drags out. Your breasts bounce with each clap of your ass against his hips.

Taking your ankles in his hands he pulls them straight up in the air, using them as leverage to drive deeper. "Shit, Bills," you cry; feeling the pressure of his length and the tugging of the stretch.

"Bills?” He stammers as he watches you get closer and closer to the edge. “Using nicknames again I see. You giving in, baby? Or, are you just goin’ so dumb on my cock you can think straight?”

“Shut up.” SLAP. You smack him across the face again, making him growl in pleasure.

Billy reaches for your wrist, pinning it against Steve’s plush mattress; grabbing the other as well, lowering himself to your lips. “You gotta stop slappin’ me or I’m gonna fall in love with you all over again,” he groans.

Billy reaches his arms down, looping them around your body before tossing you higher on the mattress. He spreads your thighs widely, spitting on your clit before stuffing his cock back inside.

Billy’s body slaps against yours; his hand greeting your greedy cunt, rubbing small circles on your aching pearl. You close your walls tightly around him, causing Billy to throw his head back in pleasure.

"Whose pussy is this?” He moans, breathlessly.

Your eyes roll back in your head; lip bitten as you hold back the words he's longing to hear.

"Whose fuckin’ pussy is this?” He snarls as his large hand wraps around your throat, picking up the pace; an unrelenting tempo as you feel your pleasure near its peak.

“Fuck you,” you spit. His hold tightens, a smile spreading on his lips. You can feel your pulse under his hand as your eyes flutter shut. “Yours,” you whimper.

"Good fuckin’ girl… Want me to cum in this tight cunt? Make you cum?" He taunts.

"Yes. M’gonna - Fuck, Billy," you cry as your body flutters around his cock.

Billy moans your name as he floods you with his seed; panting through jagged breaths as he continues to work you through your climax.

Billy’s eyes shut heavily as he feels you relax around him. He wraps himself in you, nestling into the crook of your neck.

The two of you reach for a breath; hearts banging against each other. He draws back not soon after; his hooded eyes meet yours, that same smirk setting on his kiss-bitten lips.

"Still hate me?" He asks, breathlessly; scooping his sandy blonde bangs off his sweat-glistened forehead.

"Yes," you whisper; knowing full well that meant nothing now.

"M’sorry,” he rasps. You roll your eyes and look away; but, he grabs your face, guiding you right back in again. "Will you be my girlfriend?" Billy asks, his tone gentle and warm, contrasting everything leading up to the point.

"You can’t be serious?” You whisper. “Hell fucking no.” A little scowl tugs on his lips. “I wasn’t kidding, Billy. You’re not good for me. I can’t trust you.”

"That’s not true. M’good for you,” he pouts. "You love me. I know you do.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“C‘mon, princess,” he whispers against your neck as he draws his cock out nice and slow. His eyes fall between your thighs, watching your shared releases slip out of your entrance. He swirls his thick fingers, stuffing it back inside; toying with your cunt as his eyes plead with you to say ‘yes’.

“Fine.”

[lithium80writer]

The Fence (A Billy Hargrove Short Story)

Chapter one, Chapter two

Chapter three: Hope

⚠️This is a darker story. ⚠️ Billy Hargrove short story. This story will focus a lot on Billy's abuse from his father and Josephine's mental and sexual abuse from her stepfather. Can these two lost souls find sanctuary in each other? Trigger warnings ⚠️: Descriptions of sexual assault in first person and domestic abuse. Language. Thoughts of self harm and suicide. Disturbing topics. Smut. ⚠️ This story is not for everyone but more an emotional release for me. Thank you for reading. 🖤 Upside down doesn't exist. Max is not Billy's sister. It's just him and Neil.

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Josephine's POV

Day one of the basement is always the worst. I have to adjust to losing my sense of sight, my sense of time. I sit against the cold, hard floor and stare into the nothingness. It's pitch black. I try to wave my hand in front of my face. Nothing. I can see nothing. The tiny window that used to give a light glow is now painted over.

He likes to take away anything that I love. Sunlight being one of them.

I bring my knees to my chest and place my chin against them. I wonder how long it'll be this time. He was angry to begin with but fighting back made him even angrier. After the first day of being down here, the rest all run together. I haven't been here in a long time.

I haven't missed it.

I'm hungry. He won't feed me for a few days. And when he does, it will be only enough to keep me alive. Welcome to the basement.

Billy's POV

"FUCK YOU!" I scream at the top of my lungs as I slide into the driver's seat of my car. I see my dad running down the steps of the porch and I sling the stick into the drive position. I press down on the pedal before he can reach me. And I'm gone. I roll my windows down and welcome the breeze flying in.

I scream. Again and again and again as I fly down the road. My eye is swollen shut this time. He really can't help himself this week. Must be problems with his latest lady. I drive down the street and wish I could keep driving and never stop. I've always thought about it. Just leaving and never coming back.

I'm a pretty tough guy. I can take a punch from anyone and not feel a thing. Anyone but him.

It's not the pain from his punches that bother me. Sometimes I don't even feel it anymore. It's the realization that he doesn't love me. The realization that I'm nothing but a punching bag to him.

He gets to take out all of his anger on me but what would he do if I returned the favor? I'm getting older now. Stronger. Sometimes I think I could take him.

I work out a lot. I've been trying to build my strength in case that day ever does come. I want to hurt him. Make him bleed. Watch as he begs me to stop. I want him to feel what I've had to endure for years.

But it wouldn't matter. He couldn't actually understand. It's not the same. I can kick his ass but he won't know how it feels to have the man who is supposed to love you completely destroy your childhood.

Who would I be if it wasn't for him? I think about that often. Would I be kinder? Less angry all the fucking time? Would I be happy?

I'll be 18 soon and I can't wait for that day. I can almost taste the freedom. Nothing but the sound of my car purring as I drive away from this hellhole. Away from him.

Would I miss him? Would he miss me? Yeah I know it's fucked up but he's my dad. He's all I know.

Maybe I can take Jo. Help her. Save her. That's crazy talk, Billy.

Was it my fault that she was MIA? Did I fuck up? I just wanted to see her. I need more information. Or maybe she just isn't interested, Billy. No. It has to be him. I can still see the sadness in her eyes.

What do I do? How can I help?

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Josephine's POV

I run my finger along the line in the wall. Tracing it all the way down. I can barely stand but I have to keep moving. How long has it been? I'm starting to feel crazy. More crazy than usual.

I'll sing. Maybe that will help. My voice comes out hoarse. I need some water but my small cup is empty. I sing anyway.

"Wait a minute, baby. Stay with me a while. Said you'd give me light. But you never told me about the fire."

My usual sweet tone is scratchy and distorted. I've always loved to sing. Just for me. I love Stevie Nicks. She's my favorite. I listen to her again and again and she takes me to a different place.

Even though my voice is cracking and my throat is begging for relief I continue on.

"Drowning in the sea of love. Where everyone would love to drown. But now it's gone. It doesn't matter what for. When you build your house then call me home"

I trip over something and my knees fall hard to the concrete floor. I can't move. I can't pick myself up. I don't have the energy. He ruins everything. I curl into a ball and await the sound of the door creaking.

I can't wait to see the sun again. I can't wait to feel it. I miss my tree. And even though I've only seen him once, I miss Billy.

Billy's POV

A letter Billy? Really? I need to talk to her. Showing up on her doorstep was a mistake. I have to do this quietly. But how?

I dig through my backpack pulling out my composition notebook. What do I say? Will she even see it? She probably doesn't care. Maybe I'm fucking delusional. Maybe I imagined that look. Fuck.

I grab a pencil and tap it against the paper. I hate writing.

Hey.

Hey? Fuck... I tear the paper from the notebook, crumbling it quickly. This is stupid. I quickly write a few lines and fold it up.

Short and simple.

Now how do I get it to her? What if he finds it? Think, Billy.

A book. The tree. I saw her there before. It's worth a shot.

I don't own any books. Playboys? Hustlers? Sure.  But not exactly the look I'm going for.

I remember an old box my dad has full of books he's never touched. He won't miss it. I pick one and smile. Romeo and Juliet.

Cheesy? Absolutely.

I stick the letter inside and head for the back door. I take a peek through the small hole in the fence. No one. I carefully drop the book by the tree. I hope she gets it.

"William!" I hear him. But the fear is less than usual. I feel a little excitement. A little anticipation. A little hope.

Josephine's POV

"Josephine." I wake to his voice. My heart starts pounding. I can't see him but I can smell him. "Have you learned your lesson?" the monster says. I hate you. "Yes, father." I say instead. I hear the metal screech as he screws in the lightbulb.

My eyes burn as the light floods my vision. I feel dizzy and lightheaded. I squeeze my eyes shut tightly. I have to adjust slowly. My senses are on overdrive.

He pulls me from the ground and I have to lean into him to make it up the stairs. It makes me want to cry. But I have no tears left after my time down here.

My feet feel heavy as I make it up the stairs. More light. Sounds. It's been so quiet. I'm overwhelmed. Overstimulated. "Bath." I croak. He leads me to my room and lets me go. I fall to the floor and hear my door shut behind me.

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It's been two days since I was set free from the basement. Today is outside day. I hope he lets me go. I need the sun.

"Thirty minutes. And I'll be watching." he appears in my doorway. I can't stop the smile that spreads across my face. My eyes begin to water and I jump up quickly.

I run to my spot. My tree. A book? This isn't mine. I see a sliver of white sticking out of the top. I take the book and rest against the tree. I open it slowly and see my name scrawled across the folded paper.

My mind is swirling with thoughts as I open it as carefully as possible making sure to shield it behind the book.

Dear Jo,

I haven't seen you around recently. Just wanted to make sure you were okay. I tried to come see you. Just to say hi. My lip is healed now. Replaced with a black eye but hey.. one thing at a time, right? Please let me know you're okay.

Your friend from the other side of the fence, Billy

I want to write back immediately but I have to wait. I do my best to hide my expression. I feel something in my chest. Something I've never felt before. Hope.

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Dear Billy,

I was happy to get your letter. I'm sorry for disappearing. I am okay. Is your eye better? I hope so. Your letter caught me by surprise. It made me feel happy. I don't feel that a lot. So, thank you. Write back soon.

Your friend from the other side of the fence, Josephine.

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Dear Jo,

My eye is fine. I'm a big boy. Are you sure you are okay? I was worried about you. Is this okay? The letters. I like hearing from you.

Your friend, Billy

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Dear Billy,

Define okay. I will survive. I'm a big girl. I like hearing from you, too. The letters are okay. We just have to be careful. My father is.. strict.

Your friend, Jo

**** Dear Josephine,

What is strict? Does he hurt you? Is he like my dad? Your eyes looked sad but they were beautiful. I wish I could see them again.

Billy

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Billy,

Sometimes he hurts me. But you can't tell anyone. Please. You have the prettiest eyes and I think about them often. They remind me of an ocean. I've never seen the ocean.

Your friend, Josephine

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I want to help you. Billy

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I want to see you. Jo

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Today was bad. Will write more soon. Always thinking about you. Billy

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I can't take it, Billy. Do you ever feel like you can't take it anymore? Josephine

**** Talk to me sweetheart. What happened? Your Billy

**** I need to see you. Your Josephine

[myrkky]

Distracted boyfriend meme but make it Harringroveson

The background is an edited version of an image from pexels.

[manwrre]

steve: you’re the most jealous man i know.

billy: you know other men?

[orphisthedragon]

Billy: Hop, can I see my boyfriends?

Hopper: No.

Billy: Why?

Hopper: Chores before whores

Billy: Hop-

Hopper: Dishes before bitches

Billy: What the hell-

Hopper: Cutting grass before getting ass

[friendoftheknife]

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[cherryc1nnam0n]

Breeding season | Best boys (Steve, Billy, Eddie) x FEM!Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend's have always been competitive, what happens when you want to have a baby and they all want to contribute? Breeding season is open!

Cw: Lots of cum, the boys are crazy for reader, competition, lots of swearing, lots of smut, heavy breeding kink, big dicks, belly bulges, cum inflation, overall filth so, enjoy!

"No! I can do it better!"

"Dude you can't even hold your breath for one minute!"

"Says who?!"

"Me that I had to pull your ass out of the pool last summer!"

The bickering continues as you try and zone out of it, your boyfriends always had something to fight about, snapping at each other and then making out furiously with each other

You have been dating Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove and Eddie Munson since 1985, the three boys ganged up on you one summer and since then they have been up your ass (literally)

It's fall in Hawkins of 1992, your favorite season of the year, perfect for taking walks around town with the constant bickering of your boys, that are no longer boys but grown ass men that fight like they're still in highschool

You're walking at the front of them three, wearing a sweater as the cold wind blows through you, you sigh when you see a couple with their baby, wrapped in a bundle as they sit at the kid's park, happily taking care of their first born that plays in the games, you stop to stare at them, dreamily imagining the woman as yourself and your boyfriends

"Y/n? Y/n you okay?" You hear Steve talk to you as he places his hands on your shoulders "Baby..."

"I-I-" you begin, the other two men stopping their chatting "I want to have a baby" you finally say, making them three perk up

Their eyes lock on what you're seeing and their hearts melt, something awakening in them

"You sure about it?" Billy asks you, you turn to look at them

They have changed with the years, Billy has a dad bod, he still works out but has kept a belly and has a scruff on his chin and a mustache, his mullet is still here, but a little bit shorter, Steve remains with his perfect coifed hair, but a beard is evident in his face, he has the same complexion as always and Eddie, he has more tattoos, his hair is still long but he now ties it up, and he has the biggest beard of them all.

You have aged too, beautifully as they say, and you have been thinking about it for a long time, not just right now, you want a family and you want it with them and now, you switched your birth control for vitamins some months ago and now you're ready to have the talk

"Yes, I'm ready and I want a baby, from one of you, all of you" you say

The idea of three babies, one for each man makes you feel so full and happy

You imagined them all as girls, because believe me, they're all a girl dad

One cute blonde girl, with ocean eyes, you would name her Maysie, one with straight brown hair and freckles, that would be Alice, and an unruly head of curls and doe eyes would be Amelia

They were looking at you like they wanted to eat you alive, they wanted this and they wanted to see you pregnant, so, another competition started

~•~

"No! No! No! You do it like this okay?!"

"Get out of the way Munson, I can do it better!"

"Your mom can do it better!-sorry sweetheart"

You rolled your eyes at their antics, tired of them not pleasing you so you sat up, butt naked in front of them in the bed

"Okay enough!" They all look at you "Billy, you fuck Eddie, Steve come here and fuck me already!"

They scrambled to do as they're told, moans filling the room as Billy starts to fucks into Eddie's tight ass

"Fuck! You're so tight" he moans as he starts to set a brutal pace

Eddie is just a moaning mess, meanwhile Steve is buried in your pussy, hips snapping against your's as his huge cock fills you up

"Fuck baby, you're so wet for me" he moans, holding your legs up in a mating press, he wanted to get you pregnant probably the most

"Mmmm Steve, gonna cum baby" you moan at him, sloppily making out as he whines into your mouth from how you clench around him

"Gonna cum baby, fuck, fuck!" He whined as he stills inside you, groaning loudly

You're snapped out of your thoughts by Eddie's protests of wanting to cum

"No, it's my turn to fuck our girl, can't waste my cum in you" Billy said

Turning you on your belly he angles his dick and fills you up, your eyes roll back and you feel him bulge in your belly, he's probably the biggest one of them three, he fucks into you brutally, just as he was fucking Eddie a while ago

Meanwhile Eddie and Steve make out as they masturbate each other, whining into each other's mouths

"Mmmm gonna fill you up baby, fuck I'm so close"

The mix of your cum and Steve's makes it easier for him to fuck into you, still tight around his cock nonetheless

"Fuck baby, you're milking me so good~" he moans

You feel your climax approaching, being overstimulated already, you cum hard around his cock, queening him like a viper, delicious

"Fuuuuck" he groans filling you with his cum

"Get your hands off me Harrington!" You hear Eddie whining behind you

Soon his calloused hands grab you, laying you on your side as he thrusts into you next to your twitching body

His dick was big too, actually all of them are, you were so lucky you got three boys with huge dicks all for you

"Fuck baby, so wet, your pussy is such a mess" he said in your ear

Holding your leg up while he thrusts into you, making out with him while the other two clean each other up

With a loud moan into Eddie's mouth you came again, he thrusted into you so hard he moved you up the bed, and he came into you

"It will definitely take"

~•~

Some months later, you started to show pregnancy signs, vomits, nausea and some cravings

So you got a test done and...

"It's positive!"

The three men cheered, they didn't care who the father was, they were happy they were having a baby!

The pregnancy was beautiful, your boys took great care of you, your belly grew bigger each month and when you went to know what gender your baby was you were so happy it was a girl!

When said baby was born, you could definitely tell whose baby it was

"Welcome to the world Amelia" you said to the head of curls wrapped in a bundle, cooing back at you

Amelia Munson grew slowly, she was just like her dad, she learnt how to crawl really late, she didn't know how to sit properly without falling to her side and giggling, she loved loud noises so when her dad played guitar she would yell and coo at him, finally when she was 1 year old, you were pregnant again

With Amy being all chaotic and you being pregnant as fuck, Eddie took it in him to take care of his daughter and you, while the other two worked and provided to the house

When your second girl was born, she had a head of brown hair and freckles, Steve's daughter, Alice Harrington was beautiful, just like you predicted it

"Amy! Don't poke your sister's eyes!" You said at the girl who was curious about her sister in her cradle

Amy was growing bigger with time, being more chaotic and unruly, truly like a Munson, meanwhile Alice was calm and collected, they were two and 1 year old now

Your girls were so beautiful, and they seemed to get along greatly, now you just needed a final baby, a Hargrove baby

And said baby came soon enough

The curly blonde baby joined the family some months later, she was just as beautiful, Maysie Hargrove was a copy of her dad

One year later...

With your family now all big and beautiful you were more than happy, complete

You sighed happily as you watched Steve and Eddie play with their girls while Billy carried his girl, too afraid of letting her explore

You were so happy with the family you've built, complete...

Breeding season did catch...

[harringroveera]

Mama Joyce & Pride month

[akioukun]

Sneak Attack

Summer is coming and I’m feeling festive.

[sofiiel]

Autumn with Billy is....

🍂 Car ride around town, with the windows down as you chat and listen to music. Or car rides through the rain.

🍂 Billy begging for homemade cookies by hinting at really wanting cookies but complaining about how the ones in store are shit. Then watching him happily hoard the cookies you've made him, even if you aren't much of a baker ~ He adores them.

🍂 Him threatening to fight the person who stole the last cookie from HIS cookie jar. Unless that person was you, he makes special exceptions for you.

🍂 Tons of blankets and a pillow in his car as you snuggle up at the drive-in movie. He's grinning and wiggling his feets because you just jumped and held onto him during the scary part. He'll tease you but he loves it.

🍂Billy taking you hands in his and blowing air on them on chilly days.

🍂Him making sure the car is nice and toasty anytime he comes to pick you up.

🍂 Toasty car sex out in the thicket among the falling leaves.

🍂 Lots of hickies because it's scarf season and they can be easily hidden. Not that he bothers to hide the ones you give him.

🍂 Billy knocking on your bedroom/front door saying "trick or treat" with a candy bag down near his crotch.

🍂 The actors at the haunted house scaring you a little too realistically and Billy just loses his shit. You nearly get kicked out. "He shouldn't have actually push you." Billy grumbles on the way back to the car.

🍂 Billy wears seasonal fragrances to make you feel extra cozy in his arms.

🍂 Him charming your family and friends around Thanksgiving.

🍂 Decorating your place in the most gruesome Halloween decor imaginable to freak out the neighbors.

🍂 Ghost stories in his car, in the woods late at night, before he takes away all the scary with a powerful make out session.

🍂 Smashing the pumpkins of assholes around town and making a run for it.

[weird-an]

Argyle has expected a lot from Hawkins. To see the place where Jonathan grew up, to get to know more about a girl that's more witch than human and to get stoned out of his mind so he forgets all about burying a bunch of people in the desert.

He didn't expect that. To meet the highlight of his childhood, the boy he had his first kiss with, sloppy and rushed, the blonde menace that never knew when to stop.

But there he is. Billy Hargrove, sitting at the Byers kitchen table, next to a guy with a polo shirt and really great hair.

"That are Steve and Billy," Jonathan says and frowns when Argyle blurts out a "Wow!"

"Everything alright, Argyle?"

"I thought we only smoked weed." Argyle moves around the table.

Billy stays seated. Stares at him with his neon blue eyes that have been so often dulled by bruises or cuts. A few thin scars peek out from the collar of his shirt, a white shine on tanned skin. Argyle's stomach churns at that.

The prissy guy next to Billy -Steve- moves his arm a little, says something to Billy, so low only he can hear it. He puts his hand on Billy's thigh, or at least that's what Argyle thinks.

Argyle stands in front of Billy and he swears he can hear their laughter from years ago, from hiding under the pier and eating the world's worst tacos.

Argyle opens his arms and Billy stares at him like he did when Argyle tried to hug him for the first time. Unsure.

Argyle sighs and puts his arms around Billy, lifting him out of the chair even though he's way heavier than he remembered. Billy's wiggling in his arms, but Argyle doesn't let go.

"Still a struggle with you, my dude."

"Fuck off," Billy groans, but finally hugs him back. Sinks against him.

Steve snorts and Argyle grins. Seems like someone knows that too well.

"I thought I'd never get to do that again," Argyle says, lifting Billy a little higher before letting go.

"Me, too," Billy admits, a tiny smile on his lips.

"Thanks for taking care of him." Steve looks startled when Argyle pulls him into a hug, too.

"You're...welcome?"

"Hey, I'm not a fucking pet that -"

"Of course not," Argyle ruffles his hair. God, he hasn't done this in forever.

"A fucking menace that's what you are," Steve mumbles.

Billy huffs at that, blond curls disheveled, a crooked halo around his face.

Jonathan blinks at them, like he's trying to solve a puzzle. "I think I missed... everything?"

@ihni You wanted them to meet, so, here you go! <3

[rafescurtainbangz]

Two of a Kind (Billy Hargrove One Shot)

+18

Minor DNI

The two of you are headed out on vacation. If there is one thing that Billy has to be, it's early to the airport. When he decides to push your buttons, you push his right back. Has Billy met his match?

Dom!Dom, Sex toys, Brat, Oral (Female Receiving)

Your POV:

"Y/N!"

"William!" You shriek. "If you tell me to hurry up one more time I swear you're gonna be suckin' your own dick this trip. Jesus Christ! What are you fifty fuckin' years old?"

Billy chuckles darkly from the living room, taunting you further; driving you absolutely fucking insane. He sighs heavily, heaving himself up from the couch.

You hear his footsteps; the heels of his boots shuffling over your hardwood floor.

When I turn around he's going to be leaning into the doorframe. That smirk; a smolder in his eyes that makes me throb. And, all I'll get is a tease because this motherfucker needs to be at the airport four hours early.

For what?

You continue to stuff your clothes in your suitcase. Coercing the man with a lack of one of his favorite things... your attention.

He clears his throat as you continue to toil, leaving Billy no choice but to get physical to get what he wants. You.

Mmm... Then it's all over.

His heavy feet move closer. Anticipation builds as you feel his hips flush with your ass, he reaches down, taking a hold of your waist.

"Y/n..."

"Mhmm..." You hum as if it's nothing, leaning forward to reach for your heels "somehow" finding yourself in Billy's favorite position; your hips in his hands, taking you from behind; you, fucking him back.

"Goddamn," he grumbles; his hands circling your ass.

"Did you need something? I'm in a rush, apparently."

"Why are you ignoring me, baby?" He runs his hand up the middle of your back; the other, pulling your hips closer.

"Because Hargrove you're a fucking tease and you know it."

He lets out that same chuckle; velvety and low as his fingers weave through your hair at the nape of your neck.

Pull it, Billy... You know you want to.

He doesn't, moving his hips ever so slightly; pressing into you at the perfect tempo.

"You did this to me when we went to Cali. You did this to me when we went to Minnesota and Dallas; and New Orleans. You get me all fuckin' worked up, only to sit in an airport for hours. And I have this sinking feeling I'm gonna be dealing with this shit for the rest of my life."

Billy lets out a sigh, his finger tangling a little tighter through your curls; hips working just the slightest bit harder. His cock is stiff, rock hard in his practically painted-on Levi's jeans. You zip the big compartment of your luggage shut.

"I have had a long week at work. A long fuckin' year actually. I need this vacation. So, Billy... If you wouldn't mind taking a seat in the living room-."

"Excuse me?" He cuts you off, releasing his grip on your hair as you yank the small pouch open.

"I'm gonna take care of myself. M'kay!" You backchat; drawing out your vibrator, tossing it to the head of the bed.

"Jesus, Y/n," he gripes. A mix of annoyance and lust.

Turning around, you slink your hand up his thigh, landing on his dick; a rough enough touch for him to suck in a little air. He looks down, eyeing your hand on him. He tilts his head slightly, a wicked smile rolling across his lips.

"Get out, baby. Don't worry. I'll be fast. I'd hate to be only three hours and fifty-five minutes early. I mean Jesus Christ that'd be a fuckin' tragedy," you whisper; lips, brushing over his.

Looping your finger under your skirt you tug your panties over your hips watching as they fall to your feet, landing on Billy's foot. White lace atop his black leather boot.

He reaches for you again as you crawl onto the bed; his strong hand instantly tracing up your inner thigh; fingers, working softly over your slit as you move out of reach.

"5 minutes, baby. Then we're heading out," he smirks; continuing to fuck with you. He was already going to cave, the second he stepped into the room; you know exactly what he is waiting for... He wants you to beg.

"Sounds good," you smile as you brush the straps of your dress off your shoulders, letting the paisley material fall; exposing your white lace bra.

Billy's eyes darken; he wets his bottom lip with a smile.

You reach around your back, unclasping your bra; flicking it to the side. Your breasts bounce as you find the perfect position on the mattress. Billy smirks, casting his gaze away; shaking his head dizzily.

Relaxing into the pillows, you draw your legs up. Guiding the vibrator to your pussy you slide it effortlessly along your slick.

Now who's teasing who, Hargrove?

"You wouldn't." His eyes snap to yours.

"I would," you breathe as you flick it on, pressing the soft tip through your entrance. Your breath catches as you're met with rotations and vibrations; the toy starts to work its magic on you Your eyes shut softly.

Your hand drifts up your body gradually; fingers, reaching the blush of your breast, tracing your nipple slowly. Proceeding to the other side you tweak your nipple, rolling softly. A breathy moan slips your lips.

You can hear his feet, nearing your side of the bed. His presence is palpable; breathing softly. Billy's cologne delights your senses as well; warm vanilla, smoke, and leather, furthering your fire. An absolutely intoxicating scent.

"Fuck, Billy..." You whimper.

Do you say my name whenever you use your toys, baby?" He rasps.

"Oh my god," you sough; disregarding the question.

"Y/n; baby?" He breathes.

You turn it up a little higher; the buzzing noise loudens. Working the vibrator in and out, your thighs start to quiver.

He can hear how drenched you are; you, no longer frustrated, getting off on the idea of him it watching. "Shit," you hiss; flicking your eyes down, watching the blue shimmery silicone glimmering with your essence.

He's frustrated... You can see it in his eyes. A battle of stubbornness, wanting you to beg for him; wanting desperately to cave himself.

Your breathing starts to increase; your eyes shut again. Billy lets out a growl. His hand brushes yours; your eyes flick open watching as he mounts the bed; body hovering over you. Billy presses his lips against yours, taking the vibrator off your hands.

You smile against his lips; giggling delightedly. He draws it out fast, your breath escapes your chest.

"Billy! What the fuck?" You cry, breathlessly. He lets out a sinful chuckle against your lips, turning it off. "You're a fucking dick."

You push past him to stand up; Billy grabs your shoulder, forcing you back down on the bed, pressing you into the pillows roughly.

Fuck...

"You're stubborn, Y/n. And now, you're gonna beg."

You roll your eyes bringing your free hand up to your lips. Running two fingers along your tongue.

"The fuck I will..." You breathe; dragging your hand down to your cunt, continuing where you left off.

Billy steps off the bed, vibrator in hand; walking toward the door. "3 minutes, baby. Then we're heading out."

"Sounds good," you sing; pulling the drawer of your nightstand open roughly, allowing the knick-knacks to clatter inside; stopping Billy in his tracks.

"Mmm..." You whirr; drawing out a pink rabbit vibrator, turning it on.

BUZZ.

He turns around slowly, his eyes shifting to yours. You challenge him with your stare, lifting an eyebrow.

Billy walks toward you; eyes, driving into yours.

He stares down at you, watching you carefully as your pleasure begins to build again. Billy's rough finger meets your arm, tracing softly to your hand.

"Shit!" You gasp; Billy takes a rough grip on your wrist, taking you in shock.

"Drop. It."

"No."

"You're such a fucking brat," he snips; making you chuckle.

"A-And?" You stutter as your bliss builds.

"Why are you like this?" He laments; eyes, falling down your body; breasts jostling with each thrust of the toy.

"Why are you surprised?"

"God you're so fucking hot," he moans; his lips crash against yours; tongue swirling as you continue to play with yourself.

Billy pushes his hand between your thighs, taking it from you as you kiss; Billy, willingly accepts defeat. The only man you'll ever beg for. The man that owns your heart.

"Please don't stop," you plead; panting against his lips. You feel his smile, the two of you getting what you wanted.

"I love you, baby," he rasps.

"I love you too."

Billy thrusts it in at the perfect angle, the head of the vibration swirling against your G-spot; bunny ear; flicking at your clit.

Your stomach starts to coil; back, arching off the bed. "Are you gonna cum, Y/n?" Billy grunts as he continues to rut in and out.

"Mhmm," is all you can muster. "Fuck!" You whine as Billy turns it up higher. Your damn break; orgasm, ringing through your body as you flutter around the toy, moaning into your kiss.

"Holy shit... Fuck, Billy..." You ride the waves of your orgasm. Your body relaxes slightly; a little whimper releases against Billy's lips.

He moves lower on the bed, his pupils blown with lust. Billy dives his forearms underneath your thighs pulling you toward his lips.

More? Fuck...

He flattens his tongue, licking a line up your silk causing you to wail.

"Fuck, you're sweet," he moans; his eyes hooded. Billy curls his arms, forcing you closer as he locks onto your sensitive bud; sucking and flicking his tongue as you scream his name. He chuckles against your pussy.

Billy grabs your legs, slinging them over his shoulders. His fingers reach your skin; trailing dangerously close to where you're craving him most.

Reaching down you run your fingers through his hair, giving it a little tug. Billy groans, as a result, the vibrations make your eyes roll back.

His fingers swirl around your entrance, plunging in; one then two, a slight curl as you feel yourself nearing your peak again.

His thick fingers work against your g-spot causing you to dig your heels into his back. "Billy... I'm... I. Fuck!" Your second orgasm hits you harder than your first.

Billy continues to please you with a little more pressure, brushing his tongue from side to side as your body tightens around his fingers.

"Mmm... That's it, baby," he groans as you ride out your second release. Your heart, beating rapidly; reaching for a breath.

Billy presses his lips against your clit softly. His mouth, drifts higher and higher; showering you with kisses as he nears your lips.

You cup his cheeks, drawing him nearer. Billy kisses you deeply, relaxing his body into yours. Wrapping your arms around his neck you hug him tightly, craving his weight on top of you; the ultimate comfort.

"You are impossible," he grumbles; his lips, meeting your neck. He nips at your skin, just enough to pinch. You reach around, slapping him roughly on the ass. "Jesus," he whines; quickly returning to your lips.

"You're not giving me credit, Bills. I totally gave in."

"No, you didn't. Not until I fucking caved," he chuckles against your kiss.

"Mmm... That's true. So I won then?"

"No, I won, Y/n. The day I met you..." He buttons his lip, trying not to laugh.

"Ew..." You snicker; shaking your head 'no'. "That was so cheesy... " you bully.

He smiles warmly, giving you another kiss; a little softer, lingering a little longer. "You are perfect, Y/n," he sighs against your lips.

"So are you, Billy."

[darnell-la]

Need your help - Billy Hargrove

pairing: manipulative!boyfriend!billy hargrove x inexperienced!reader

warning: slightly toxic relationship, manipulative, sneaking around, moaning, chocking, hair pulling, hard orgasm, etc.

note: an anonymous sender sent a request, and we posted it privately to got back and edit on the story later, but it disappeared. this has happened 3 times to us, and it’s getting out of hand. we’ll figure something out soon, but for right now, this is for our anonymous sender! love you <3

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3rd person pov

It’s currently 2 in the morning and y/n is sound asleep, as well as her parents. Y/n never sleeps past 10 pm. She has too much work and study to do for the next day, and if she wants to hang out with her boyfriend, Billy Hargrove, she knows she has to get it all done.

Billy on the other hand is wide awake, sneaking through her house after he opens the front door with the hidden key y/n told him about.

He always sleeps late, and it aches him that y/n is never away to be on the phone with him or at his house to pull an all-nighter.

Billy just got through drinking a couple of beers and smoking a few cigarettes before heading over to y/n’s house to see if she was awake. He knows she isn’t, but it wouldn’t hurt trying.

Billy slowly walked down the hallway upstairs, passing his girlfriend’s parent's room. He knew he wouldn’t get caught. That’s the whole reason why he’s here and desperate.

Y/n in the meantime is having a dream of her and her perfect boyfriend, Billy, riding down the street in his Camaro. Her dreams are always so sweet, knowing Billy isn’t fully like that, but at least he is sometimes.

Y/n was so deep in her sleep that she didn’t hear Billy over her, whispering her name after he snuck into her room and locked the door.

“Baby?” Billy shook Y/n’s body, finally waking her up. “Hmm?” She tiredly asked as she slowly turned around, expecting one of her parents, but instead, it was her boyfriend.

“Billy!?” She yelled and whispered as she became fully awake. “Happy to see me, sweetheart?” He asked before giving her a short but long kiss. “Billy, you can’t be heard,” y/n pushed at his shoulders before getting up from her bed.

“I know, but I miss you,” Billy said with a pouty face as he pulled his girlfriend into him, wanting to feel her body in his. He’s so hard and horny, cue she doesn’t know that yet.

“Baby, you can’t just break into my house. My parents are sleeping!” Y/n said, trying to keep calm and quiet so her parents won’t hear her awake at this hour. They’ll know something wrong then.

“Oh, but I can, because you’re my baby, right?” Billy asked as she slowly snaked his hands around y/n back, trying to pull her closer. “Yeah, but- Billy,” y/n said, not really knowing how to respond.

“You’d help me if I needed you, right baby?” Billy whispered. “What? Yes, of course I would,” Y/n said as she pulled back, considered. She prayed to god that his father hadn’t beaten him again.

“Good, because I’m hurting. Very bad,” he fake pouted as he kept his hands on her. “Oh god, Billy, where?” Y/n panicked as she pushed his hands off of him to check him.

“Ssh ssh, baby, it’s okay. It’s okay now because I’m with you,” Billy grabbed y/n face softly. “I need you to make me feel better. You think you can do that for me?” Billy asked her, inches away from her face.

“H-How?” Y/n asked, getting a different feeling about this all. “I need to feel you. I need to finally hear you moan,” Billy softly said as he slowly began to kiss Y/n’s neck.

“W-What? Billy, I-I’m not ready yet though,” y/n said, trying to softly push Billy back, but he didn’t lean back like usual. “C’mon, baby. You’ve been making my way for so long. I’m hurting,” Billy kept saying anything he needed to say to get into his own girlfriend’s pants.

“No, Billy, wait!” Y/n yelled whispered as she strongly pushed at him until he finally stepped back. “So you lied,” Billy said as she stared at y/n with an annoyed look.

“What?” She asked. “You said you’d help me, and you’re not,” Billy said. “Billy, I-I want to help you, but it’s just, I’m not ready,” y/n said, feeling a bit sad that her boyfriend thinks she wouldn’t help him.

“But, baby, I need it. To feel better. You always help me, and right now, I need this,” Billy said as he slowly pulled her in again, trying his act again until she gives into it.

“Billy,” y/n dragged low, not wanting to do anything, but she was too afraid to say no. She loved Billy, and she does think it’s sad that she wouldn’t give it up to her own boyfriend.

“C’mon, sweetheart,” Billy whispered in y/n’s ear as he slowly picked her up off of her feet. “I need you,” Billy began kissing on y/n’s neck again as she made his way to his knees, quiet enough for her partners to stay asleep.

Y/n stayed silent, still off about this whole situation but she didn’t want to speak and say something Billy didn’t want to hear. She was afraid he’d be disappointed.

“Mhm,” Billy groaned in the crook of his girlfriend’s neck as he began to grind on her. Y/n let out low whines, still not fully sure about this, but she still kept her mouth shut.

“Gonna feel so much better,” Billy said as he reached down to his crotch, unzipping and unbuckling his pants before pulling his hard cock out. Y/n wasn’t notified of this as she was too shocked by the hickeys he’d never left before.

“You sound so beautiful,” Billy whispered in his girl's ear as he slowly pulled her night shorts off, making sure she didn’t know he was already ready. He couldn’t go slow. He can’t go at her paste.

“You never let me touch this pretty little cunt. I should punish you for that,” Billy said, snapping y/n out of her thoughts. “H-Huh?” She stuttered, her heart pumping at the word punishment.

“Yeah, you heard me. You’ve been a bad girl to me,” Billy said as tears slowly filled y/n’s eyes. “I-I’m sorry,” she said as Billy shook his head as his hand slowly grabbed his thick cock.

“You will be, baby,” Billy said as he forced his cock into his girl's entrance until he was fully in her. “B-Billy!” Y/n almost maimed too loudly before Billy slapped his hands right onto her mouth.

“Keep it down, baby. Don’t want mommy and daddy hearing what a slut their daughter can be,” Billy began thrusting his hips, feeling how fast his girlfriend got wet.

“P-Please,” y/n begged, not knowing for what, but she knew she couldn’t take what her boyfriend was giving her. She’s never done anything like this before. Everything, even the neck kisses was going too far.

“Don’t disappoint me, baby? You wanna help me, right?” Billy asked as she huffed, keeping himself down. She’s the tightest he’s ever been with, and it’s taking him a lot not to go overboard and maybe the whole neighborhood knows what he was up to.

“Y-Yes,” Y/n cried low as she threw her head back after Billy took that hand that was on her mouth and connected it to her neck softly. “Yeah, I know. That’s why you’re so easy, baby. But I like it like that. I like knowing you’ll let me fuck you into this floor whenever I need it,” Billy began to tighten his grip on her neck.

“B-Billy,” y/n moaned, trying to tell him that the neck grip was too far, but she couldn’t get it out as she felt a knot in her stomach form. “I know, baby. It’s so fuckin’ good, right? Should have let me stretch this pussy out a while ago,” Billy said.

Billy used his friend's hand to push down onto y/n stomach, fucking her into her room floor more and keeping her in place. The thrusts he was giving her were feeling up the room, just enough to still keep her parents asleep.

“Such a whore. Can’t even keep your legs closed with a few kisses to your neck,” Billy said, making y/n whine for no reason. She couldn’t even tell herself why that made her eyes roll back.

“Yeah, so fuckin’ slutty. Maybe I should fuck you in the halls until your parents see the view,” Billy growled, slamming his hips into her, literally knocking the wind out of her.

“B-Billy,” y/n whined a bit too loud as she came around Billy’s cock. “Ah, yeah,” Billy chuckled, tightening his grip and using the other hand to grip her hair and tug it to the side.

“Fuckin’ cock whore slut. Can’t even last a few minutes with a cock in your pussy,” Billy spat, seeing the life leave y/n slowly. “Wanna be a cock filled bitch for me, hm? For your sweet ole boyfriend?” Billy asked, getting a little answer out of y/n, but she was sleeping away slowly.

“Yeah, I know you will. You’ll do anything for me. I always do shit for you, so let’s see what a pretty slut you’ll be for me now,” Billy said before he focused on his own orgasm.

“Fuck, baby,” Billy growled, trying to keep his whines in, but a few slipped out as his eyes rolled back. He finally began filling y/n up, knowing she wasn’t on the pill, but he knew not to worry.

He’ll be giving his sweet girlfriend a plan b tomorrow with a few gifts and food in the morning to keep her calm and happy.

Billy quickly let y/n’s neck go, allowing her to breathe fully again. She tried talking, but every time she went to open her mouth, the words wouldn’t come out.

Her legs were shaking and her clit was throbbing like crazy. Billy knew his girl was drained so he picked her up and laid her on her bed.

Billy hasn’t had sex in a while, but he knows he’s never felt the urge to help a woman out after he was done. Usually, he’d wanna leave and go home to take a nap, but right now, he needed to clean up.

Billy left Y/n’s room to go to her bathroom and grab some wipes. He then came back and cleaned her up. He even changed her panties so she’d feel fresh and clean.

“Gonna grab that pill for you tomorrow and some food. Tell your parents I’ll be picking you up a noon. Wanna spoil my baby tomorrow,” Billy kissed the side of y/n’s forehead as she whined, making sure he knew she was fine listening.

After that night, Billy did as told and spoiled his girl like there was no tomorrow. He knew he had her wrapped around his fingers, but he also knew she had him wrapped around hers.

He’d never stop being a toxic piece of shit because he knew, no matter what, y/n loves him and he truly treats her right.

Besides, the act he puts on makes the relationship alive, and at times, y/n knows exactly what Billy’s up to, but she ignores it and goes along. As long as they’re both happy.

[reineydraws]

i have a soft spot for fics where billy sort of ends up adopting el and will alongside max. like, these are the kids that get dibs for rides in the camaro haha.

also im unfortunately not participating bc prev commitments but #harringrove for turkey is happening right now if yall want to donate to the earthquake relief funds for turkey & syria and get some art/fic back from harringrove fans! :) check out the tag if you're interested!!

[plistommy]

Eddie and Billy usually always choose what to listen to together ’cause they have such a similar music taste.

They call Steve’s music taste shitty, as a joke, but once Steve gives them that sad face and big puppy eyes, the radio is turned to Queen or Duran Duran immediately.

Anything for their pretty boy.