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[vampaiaz]

– faygo dreams

blurb about billy and eddie

pairing: billy hargrove / reader / eddie munson

tags: 18+ smut, afab!reader (she/her pronouns), billy and eddie are into each other too, this is just a small blurb about a three-way kiss with billy and eddie hehe

a/n: i'm writing this blurb based off of one of my perv eddie + billy headcanons hehe! thank u for reading and pls enjoy :3 u can request also! should i turn this into an actual story? let me know!

your lips were still tingling when the bottle spun again. but everything else felt loud—your pulse, the bass of the music bleeding in from the hallway, the way billy’s hand hadn’t quite left your waist.

eddie caught your eye, tongue poking at his cheek, like he was still tasting you. he leaned back on one hand, lazy and loose, but the way he looked at you? anything but casual.

“you alright?” robin mouthed at you from across the circle, half-smiling, half-incredulous.

you just nodded, trying not to laugh.

the bottle landed on steve next, who got dared to take a shot every time someone in the circle had hooked up with someone else there. after three shots, he dramatically flopped to the floor, hand on his chest. “i regret college.”

nancy rolled her eyes and passed him water.

billy leaned closer to you. “didn’t know munson kissed like that,” he said low, like it was a joke. but it wasn’t.

“jealous?” you murmured.

he just smirked and flicked your braid gently over your shoulder. “maybe.”

eddie’s voice cut in before the bottle could spin again. “actually, new rule,” he said, sitting up straighter. “if you kiss someone, and it’s good, you owe them a dare.”

“that’s not—” steve started.

“shut up, harrington,” eddie said. “i’m making it interesting.”

the bottle now sat forgotten. a new game had started.

eddie looked at billy. “truth or dare.”

billy’s eyes narrowed, but he tilted his chin. “dare.”

eddie leaned forward, elbows on his knees. “i dare you… to let y/n sit on your lap the rest of the game.”

billy didn’t blink. “gladly.”

before you could react, billy had tugged you toward him, pulling you into his lap like it was always meant to happen. his hand splayed across your thigh, possessive. his voice dropped next to your ear. “comfy?”

“we’ll see,” you said, heart pounding as your back pressed to his chest.

“your turn,” robin said, raising an eyebrow like she lived for this.

billy’s arms locked around you tighter. “eddie. truth or dare?”

eddie tilted his head. “truth.”

billy smirked. “you like y/n?”

eddie didn’t flinch. “obviously.”

the air thickened again. someone let out a slow, “oooh.”

you didn’t move. didn’t breathe. but you felt both of them—billy’s pulse under your hand, eddie’s eyes on your face.

you reached for your drink, casually. “guess i’m the most popular person in this room.”

billy hummed. “you sure about that?”

eddie gave you a lazy grin. “there’s only one way to find out.”

the tension wrapped around the three of you like smoke. and even though the game kept going—more dares, more shots, someone flashing a tattoo they probably regretted—you couldn’t focus on any of it.

not when billy’s hand was tracing slow circles on your thigh.

not when eddie’s fingers brushed yours every time he passed you a drink.

not when both of them were looking at you like they were already planning round two.

and maybe, just maybe, you’d let them.

the game carried on, background noise now. someone dared steve to take a selfie in jonathan’s bathroom wearing only a towel. someone else had to eat a banana in a way that made everyone uncomfortable.

but none of it really registered. not when you were in billy’s lap, one arm slung low around your waist, his fingers absently tapping a rhythm on your skin. and not with eddie sitting across from you, eyes dark, a slow grin spreading across his face like he was in on some secret only he and billy knew.

he wasn’t looking just at you anymore.

he was looking at both of you.

and billy? he noticed.

you felt the shift when billy leaned forward a little, resting his chin near your shoulder, eyes locked on eddie. “you keep staring, munson.”

eddie tilted his head, cool and unbothered. “can you blame me?”

“depends.” billy’s voice was lower now. rougher. “you staring at her?”

his hand slid a little higher up your thigh.

“or me?”

eddie didn’t miss a beat. “both.”

your breath caught.

no one else in the room seemed to notice how the game had stopped. how it had quietly shifted into something else. something hotter. heavier.

billy laughed, soft and sharp, like he liked what he heard. “you into this or something?”

eddie raised a brow. “you not?”

and just like that, the heat between you three sparked again—different this time. deeper.

you turned slightly in billy’s lap, looking between them, heart hammering.

“am i a shared fantasy or something?” you asked, half teasing, half breathless.

“not a fantasy,” eddie said. “you’re real.”

“and right here,” billy added, his gaze flicking down to your lips, then to eddie’s mouth, then back again.

a moment passed.

“we should talk,” eddie said suddenly, too casually to mean anything innocent.

billy raised an eyebrow. “yeah?”

“yeah,” eddie said, already pushing up from the couch. “come on.”

he didn’t wait for an answer—just turned toward the hallway, disappearing past the half-open door that led to the kitchen. you felt billy’s chest rumble behind you as he laughed under his breath.

“subtle,” he muttered, squeezing your thigh once before standing too. he didn’t say anything else—just took your hand and followed.

the kitchen was warm and dim, lit only by the dull glow of the microwave clock and the soft hum of the fridge. it smelled like weed, cheap beer, and leftover pizza—but it was quiet.

eddie was already leaning against the counter, chewing on the edge of a plastic straw he’d found, eyes flicking up when you walked in.

you let the door swing shut behind you.

“so,” you said, trying not to sound breathless, “we’re talking?”

eddie grinned, tossing the straw. “sort of.”

billy stepped behind you again, his hands resting on your hips. “you gonna make another dare, munson?”

“thinking about it,” eddie said, eyes dragging from billy’s hands to your mouth, then back up. “but we’re off the record now, yeah?”

no circle. no crowd. just you three.

“so what happens now?” you asked.

“this,” eddie said, stepping forward—and kissing you.

not like at the game. not for show.

this was slower. deeper. his hands cradled your face, and he kissed you like he’d been thinking about it all night. maybe longer.

billy didn’t stop him.

his hands slid up your sides, warm and grounding, and then he leaned in too. his mouth brushed the corner of yours just as eddie pulled back, breath caught in his throat.

and then billy kissed eddie.

your eyes widened.

and not like a joke, either—not a dare, not for laughs. billy kissed him like he meant it. like he’d wanted to. slow, deliberate, tongues brushing and lips parting and hands fisting into fabric.

eddie made a sound low in his throat, pulling billy closer by the front of his shirt.

you stood there, caught between them, heat blooming low in your stomach.

when they finally broke apart, they looked at you at the same time.

“your turn,” billy said, voice rough.

you didn’t hesitate.

you grabbed billy by the jaw and kissed him hard, biting his bottom lip just enough to make him growl, and then turned to eddie and kissed him just as deep—messy, hot, needy.

somehow, it all blurred together—hands on your waist, fingers in your hair, mouths crashing together like none of you could get enough.

it was reckless. chaotic. perfect.

a three-way kiss, if you could even call it that—because it was more than that now. it was tension spilling over, three different heartbeats syncing up, too many hands, too much heat, not enough time.

when you finally pulled back, all of you were flushed, breathing hard, clothes wrinkled from tugging and grabbing.

you were still sandwiched between them. billy’s hand was under your shirt. eddie’s thumb was brushing your cheek.

“well,” you said, blinking. “so much for just talking.”

eddie chuckled. “best conversation i’ve had all week.”

billy licked his lips, still staring at both of you. “round two?

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— both arms cradle you now

pairing: billy hargrove / reader

cw: hurt, gnc reader, little to no comfort, billy is hurt, you're hurt, age regression, mentions or signs of self harm, break up, lovers to friends even if you both don't like it, little to no plot, blurb, first person pov, let me know if i missed anything!

a/n: wanted to write something different today! i've been feeling a little under the weather and this has been my mood for the day haha. i love angst :P

"why did you do that?"

just hours ago, we had gotten into a fight. billy tends to give himself a hard time whenever we raise our voices at each other. now i'm back in our house.

i take a look at his eyes—slightly red and glazed. billy had been crying.

he looked up from where he was seated, and i saw his lip was busted, his cheek swollen.

billy didn’t answer. he let his eyes speak, then looked back down at his hands. they were bruised.

"billy, what happened?"

i asked him again, tears welling up in my eyes. i want him to tell me, to open up and show me what’s going on. he never does.

"billy, i'm not doing this with you today."

i'm tired of getting shut out every time he's hurt. i always try my best to help him, but he brings me to this silent treatment, like what happened was my fault.

whenever he goes through these things, i'm the first one he goes to, but he doesn't even let me do anything.

he just sits there, listening to me talk to drown out what was done to him. things he did to himself.

billy looks up again, i'm standing over him. his hands reach over to mine, his thumbs rub my knuckles. he brings my hands to his face, he caresses himself with them.

as i watch him, tears fall from my eyes. he's like a child.

this is a child.

it hurts to see him this way, and i can't do anything... because i don't know how to help him.

"billy, talk. please."

i beg him, but he just keeps my hands on his face for longer. i gently pull away, and he lets go. he looks at me once again, and the tears in his eyes fall.

"please don't leave me," he whispers, his voice cracking.

this is the most vulnerable i've ever seen him. i feel sick thinking about what could've happened.

"i won't leave, billy," i reassure him. his eyes widen like he can't believe i said that. it's like the words are foreign to him.

but as i look into his eyes, something inside me begins to crumble. i've said those words before—so many times—yet here we are again.

i’m not sure how much more of this i can take. i know he’s hurting, but i’m breaking too.

i swallow hard, trying to push away the guilt that’s already creeping in, but it’s too late.

it’s not just his tears that make my heart ache; it’s the exhaustion in my own chest, the weariness of carrying his pain along with mine.

"...billy," i whisper, my voice shaking, "i can't keep doing this."

his eyes widen again, his hands start shaking. the tears in his eyes fall even faster. "what do you mean?"

his voice is still a whisper; he's afraid.

"i'm tired," i admit, my voice breaking. "i’m tired of this. i know you’re going through hell, but you never let me in. you never let me help you, and it’s tearing me apart." i shut my eyes, my hands reaching my face as i cover it.

i can feel the ache in my throat; it's disgusting.

"y/n," he says in a panic, "i need you. please."

the desperation makes it worse.

"i know," i say, still not looking at him. "and i need you too, but you’re not here with me. you’re somewhere else, locked inside yourself, and i can’t keep reaching for you when you won’t reach back."

selfish. so selfish.

"this isn’t fair," i say, my voice trembling. "it’s not fair to either of us. i’m so tired, billy. i’m so tired of feeling like this, of feeling like i’m losing you even when you’re right in front of me."

his tears fall faster now, his face crumpling in pain. "don’t do this," he begs. "please don’t leave me. i’ll try harder, i promise."

but i shake my head, the decision already made, even though it’s killing me. "i’m sorry," i say, choking on the words.

"but i can’t do this anymore. i love you, but i can't do this. i need to stop hurting, i need to stop hurting you."

billy lets out a strangled sob, his hands dropping to his sides, defeated. "so this is it?" he asks, his voice hollow.

i nod, my heart breaking into pieces. "i think it has to be."

we sit there in silence, the weight of what’s just happened settling in. it feels like the end of the world, and maybe it is. but i know, deep down, that this is the only way to save him.

"can we—"

he speaks into the stillness of the room. i finally turn to look at him; he looks ruined. i can feel myself physically hurt.

"can we still be f-friends?"

i feel like i'm talking to a child. this isn't the first time billy has been like this with me, but right now it hurts so much, i think i ruined him.

"yeah."

i softly smile, my eyes blurring from the tears left in them. he smiles back. his hand reaches for mine, intertwining our fingers.

we both sit there for minutes, until he decides to take a nap.

as i watch him sleep, i smile. he's at peace, he's not going against the world. i wish it was that way when he was awake. i wish i stayed by his side, but when i am... he's only losing.

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thinking about this too erm should i write this into a story as well

religious guilt with billy and eddie.

“aren’t you embarrassed to be fucking someone in a satanist cult? hm?” eddie cooed, his fingers laced with cold metal wrapped around your waist.

billy laughed, his hand on your head guiding your throat on his cock, “don’t you wanna apologize to the savior up above for letting us take your virginity? cmon, say your prayers, sweetheart.” his voice gravelly, making your vision turn white.

you moan and tighten up, making the two groan. they went faster and faster, you came for the 3rd time, knowing that wasn’t the last time you’d cum.

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thinking abt this today… giggling… I NEED TO TURN THIS INTO AN ACTUAL STORY LOL

STEVE WITH A BREEDING KINK

STEVE WITH A BREEDING KINK

STEVE WITH A BREEDING KINK

STEVE WITH A BREEDING KINK !!!!!!!!!!!!!

please :)

SUPER GLAD YOU ASKED 🐇 !!!!

warning: this contains smut !!!! steve basically has a breeding kink (slight impregnation kink)

note: this was fun hehe, i know it’s pretty short and very sorry it took so long T-T i hope it’s good at least !!!! more people can send reqs !!!!

FILLED UP

your back arched against the bed, nails digging into his arms, and your vision turning white.

“aren’t you a pretty little thing, hm?” he whispered into your ear, his thrusts were rough and hard. he trailed kisses from your jaw to your lips, “want me to tell you something interesting?” he asked while slightly laughing, knowing you can’t answer at all.

you whimpered at the action, he’s so alluring that at any time of the day, you could feel heat rising in your core. “i want to see you all pretty and plump for me. i want people to know that your pretty boy knocked you up, made you his bitch.” his breathing quickened.

your face heats up at the filthy words coming out of his mouth, he’s always had a way with words, and you loved it. “you gonna let me fill you up? god, you’d look so cute, i could fuck my seed back into you if it leaks baby.” he groaned, lips attacking your neck.

a moan escapes your throat as he bottomed out. steve wanted this, he badly wanted to make you full. you gained the strength to at least look at what he was doing, you lifted your head and you watched the bulge in your tummy.

steve smiled, “you see it? it’s going in and out your tummy.” he cooed and planted a kiss on your lips.

he goes faster while still whispering naughty nothings into your ear, he removes his hand from your hips and he brings a finger to your clit. the pleasure from the friction made you move with him, his groans and your moans bouncing off the walls of his room.

your eyes rolled back as you reached your high, he helped you ride it out and came right after you.

there was a lot, almost too much, and he kept himself in you. he wanted to make sure you were full just as he said, almost like he kept a promise.

[vampaiaz]

— cant get enough

♱ character: billy hargrove

♱ synposis: things billy would do if he was ur bf, fwb, or anything! but he's a perv like... all the time...

♱ cw: vulgar language use, sexual activity, afab reader

♱ a/n: yippie ANOTHER CHARACTER YAYY and ofc its my fav boy hehehhe hes so mmm I LOVE HIMM can u tell im so excited to write this! oh and request if u want :3

perv billy as your boyfriend that purposefully drops something and makes you pick it up, he then walks right behind you and watches as you show him what panties you’re wearing.

perv billy that loves it when you outloud go “mmm” when eating something.

perv billy that keeps a picture of your face all fucked out and covered in his cum in his wallet.

perv billy that jokes around with his friends, telling them they could all tag team you. he actually hates the idea but just loves seeing people’s reactions to wanting what they can’t have.

perv billy as your fwb that always makes you give him head while he’s driving. he makes sure the windows are down so people get to see how filthy you are.

perv billy as your friend who’s just waiting for the right moment to get you all to himself. whenever he’s over and you go take a shower, he’s stuck in your room rubbing one out.

perv billy as your friend that tells you about the night he spent with a girl, talking about it in GREAT detail. he notices when you squirm, he knows you want to be one of the girls.

perv billy that fondles with your ass even if people are around. he could be talking to tommy and his hand is on you, touching away and he doesn’t care that tommy feels awkward.

perv billy that slaps the tip on your tongue… HHDBDBEHHRHHWHHRHEURHEGHRHE

perv billy that invites you on an ice cream date and buys nothing while he buys you a cone. he just likes to watch you lick all that vanilla ice cream.

perv billy that touched you with your panties on. he’d do it while you’re both in his car on the way somewhere and he’d want you to walk around soaked.

perv billy that gets a mirror just to fuck you in front of it. “that’s it baby, yeah? i’m hitting you right there huh?” BHHEBFJEHRHHE

perv billy as your neighbor that watches you at night. he loves it when you undress, can see all your curves and he finds it adorable when you change into something with lace.

perv older billy as your neighbor that knows he does something to you so he flirts with you, teases you, and touches you gently until you come running to his door for a taste.

perv billy that watches you every time you’re there during his lifeguard shift. the way you move makes the job hard, and it’s not just the job that’s hard right now. (LMFAOOO)

perv billy that stalks you around school. he takes in your interests, your hobbies, and your habits right before he uses them to just get in your pants.

perv billy that has your panties hung by his bedframe so he can sniff your sickly sweet smell.

perv billy that says “you’re not the only one i’ve fucked tonight. oh baby, you’re gonna cry? you’re nothing special. just another pussy i use to get me off.”

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Just kidding, they were both mesmerised by him.

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he’s so fucking hot

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i feel sick im gonna cry

Anyone else haunted by how Eddie tried so hard in his own way to tell Dustin that he’s perfect as he is and that his last moment was probably supposed to be more “be better than me” but Dustin is going to try and be Eddie instead

[vampaiaz]

should i do something like this again? i’ll make sure the accounts aren’t sussed this time!! LOL

stranger things p*rn links

warning: twitter links that contain porn

characters: eddie munson, billy hargrove, steve harrington, and jonathan byers

ೃ⁀➷ EDDIE MUNSON

eddie letting you use him after a long day

secretly fucking fwb!eddie while there’s people downstairs

thigh fucking an overstimulated eddie!

ೃ⁀➷ BILLY HARGROVE

billy using your throat like you’re just a toy

getting your clit abused by billy

getting hate fucked right after trying to tutor frenemy!billy

secretly fucking billy in the school bathrooms

ೃ⁀➷ JONATHAN BYERS

grinding and getting messy with jonathan

best friend!jonathan needing help from you

jonathan is unable to control himself around you when high

ೃ⁀➷ STEVE HARRINGTON

steve filling you up till it all spills out

finger fucked by steve in the bathroom after meeting his parents

steve eating you out like you’re his last meal

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stranger tweets part 14

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[vampaiaz]

— promiscous

♱ character: eddie munson

♱ synposis: things eddie would do if he was ur bf, fwb, or anything! but he’s a perv like… all the time…

♱ cw: vulgar language use, sexual activity, afab reader

♱ a/n: this is gonna be a series! i’m gonna be doing it with diff st teens hehe even the gals <3 let me know if you’d enjoy that pls! oh and request if u want :3

perv eddie as your boyfriend that keeps his hand under your skirt when you’re out, sitting next to each other. the tips of his fingers grazing your panties.

perv eddie that loves to watch you sleep and thinks about how pretty you’d sound if he played with your body while you’re asleep.

perv eddie that hates it when you wear sets under your clothes when he didn’t tell you to. he wants you to only be pretty for him in the bedroom.

perv eddie that deals with you and when you were short on money, he offered another way to pay him.

perv eddie as your friend that hypothetically invites you to skinny dip with him, his dick hardening when you said you would. when he went home, he looked through his magazines and jerked off to the one that looked like you the most.

perv eddie that keeps your underwear under his pillow. he stole it when you slept over, and while you didn’t even notice it was gone, he was up at night wrapping it around his length and whimpering out your name.

perv eddie as your fwb that makes sure you sit on his lap, especially when there’s people around. everytime you squirm while talking, he shuts his eyes in hopes of not getting a hard on.

perv eddie that films you while he’s fucking you. whenever you’re not around, he plays it to get his sweet release.

perv eddie that knows you get horny when you’re high. he gave you a shotgun kiss which turned into you now on his lap, and his hands on your waist.

perv eddie that tells you he wants to go home and fuck the shit out of you at the most random times.

perv eddie that obviously grips his dick or adjusts himself when you stare at him. he likes the way you look at him, makes him want to eat you up.

perv eddie that asks you to dress in certain ways when you two decide to fuck. he wants his fantasies to be real. can’t blame him!

perv eddie that watches you intently when you walk ‘cause he can see the way your chest moves during every step you take.

perv eddie that squeezes your ass as a way to greet you. you swat his hand away and he smirks in return ‘cause he knows you like it.

perv eddie that tells you “i just love hearing you sing, sweetheart.” whenever you moan from how good he’s fucking you.

perv eddie that hangs around you when you exercise ‘cause he wants to hear those little sounds escale your mouth.

perv eddie that hugs you from behind and cups your tits with his hands. he feels comfortable doing it, you feel comfortable too but you only push him off when he starts fondling them.

perv eddie that loves to watch you at night. his eyes staring intently at your slightly open window, he can hear the moans and whines coming out of you. he’s the only one that knows how perverted you are too, you were letting the whole neighborhood hear you. thankfully eddie had it all to himself.

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— he’s mine

NOT PROOFREAD!!!

pairing: billy hargrove / reader

length: short and fast LOL

cw: neigbors, older!billy & slightly younger!reader, he's 35 and you're 20 something, AFAB reader, alternate universe (modern), use of feminine pronouns & nicknames, mention & use of alcohol, friends to fwb/lovers (?), flirting, sexual tension, resolved sexual tension, rough sex, ONLY oral sex, drunk BUT consensual sex (you are sober enough), dacryphiliac billy ( my fav...), perv billy (he's gross), praise, spitting, squirting...

synopsis: you trust billy a lot, he's a bit mean but he cares about you. what if he invites you for a ride on his motorcycle?

a/n: the title is suuuch a throwback (when s4 was out and ppl kept using ‘he’s mine’ for edits UGHHH miss those times) anyway, i’m back !!! so crazy so insane … i hope u like this !!! ty for reading <3

you watched as billy's camaro roared up to his driveway, the engine cutting through the stillness of the night. his signature smirk was barely visible in the dim light, but you knew it was there.

wrapped around him was another girl, her laughter spilling out into the quiet neighborhood as they stumbled toward the front door. it was a routine you'd seen countless times—billy hargrove, your neighbor who just couldn't stick to one.

you couldn't deny that billy was attractive. his charm, the way he carried himself, and those piercing blue eyes—he was everything that could make a girl weak in the knees. he could even make you feel that way.

but beneath all that, you'd seen glimpses of the real billy. he was capable of more than just shallow one-night stands. whenever you needed a ride somewhere, he’d be there. after a long day, he wouldn’t hesitate to share a cigarette with you, offering silent companionship.

you let out a sigh as they both disappeared into his home. billy could have anyone, literally anyone, yet he seemed determined to prove something. you found yourself wishing that this time, he might actually let someone in—really let them in.

three knocks on your door.

it was afternoon and you were still in your nightwear—lacy and pink, your favorite. you quickly put on a robe to look at least somewhat presentable.

as you opened the door, your eyes met billy's. he was in his usual getup: a white tank, blue denim, and a leather jacket. "you busy, sweetheart?"

there he goes again with the nicknames... makes it harder not to like him.

"hi billy, you need something?" you smiled at him, suddenly conscious of how you looked, and crossed your arms over your chest.

"y'look real pretty for someone that just got up." his lips curled into a grin. "just wanted to know if you want to come with me for a ride on my bike."

you noticed his eyes scanning you up and down. "in this? i'd rather not," you joked. his eyes lit up, and he laughed, the sound rich and warm. "i'll give you time to get ready if you're up for it, princess."

you chewed your lip, weighing the options of spending your morning with him or just peacefully spending it at home. "fine, where are we going?" you asked.

he flashed a satisfied smile. "you thinking about what you're gonna wear?"

"obviously." you rolled your eyes.

"just wear something pretty for me. i'll figure out where we could go by then." he winked.

he walked back to his house, calling over his shoulder, "30 minutes!" you gave him an 'okay.'

you were all dolled up—for him? who knows, but you knew you looked beautiful. as you locked your door and turned around, billy was already there, waiting by his bike. "don't you think your skirt's a little too short?" he pushed his sunglasses down to take a good look.

"i think it's just right." you smiled at him playfully. "you got a problem with it?" you raised an eyebrow.

"not at all, princess." he replied, leaning back on his bike. he patted the seat, and you rushed over, sliding on behind him. "arms around me," he instructed, and you followed without hesitation.

the two of you rode through the windy, cold streets of hawkins. your heart sped up with adrenaline, and you held onto billy tighter. he could feel you move behind him, but you couldn't see his reaction to it.

he stopped at a local pub. "we're here." he waited for you to get off before doing the same. "well, aren't you romantic? taking me out on a date, mr. hargrove?" you teased.

"want it to be a date?" he shot back, his voice smooth and teasing. you felt your face warm. "whatever."

he chuckled softly at your childishness, his arm snaking around your waist as he led you both into the pub.

you listened to the band playing as billy paid for another drink. "you like 'em?" he asked.

"not bad." you nodded, keeping your eyes on the band.

your skin prickled under billy's gaze. "you been doing okay?" he leaned closer, his voice gravelly right after taking a sip of his beer.

you turned your attention to him, noticing how much taller he was—you had to look up to meet his eyes. he could already tell the alcohol was starting to get to you. "i've been fine. my cat keeps me company." you grinned.

"adorable," he murmured.

you heard it, but you couldn’t tell if he meant your cat or something else. "i’m just more tired recently 'cause of work. where do you get your energy, billy?"

"you don't want to know the answer to that."

you rolled your eyes and playfully shoved him away. "really funny."

the night went on, and the two of you spent it talking about each other the whole time.

"you tired, princess?" he asked, noticing you yawn.

"kinda, wanna head out now," you replied.

he gave a soft smile, stood up to gather his things, and took your hand in his. his hand was rough and calloused, suggesting he did some tough work. "your hand's pretty big," you blurted out.

billy chuckled and hopped onto his bike. "hold onto me, 'kay?" you nodded and wrapped your arms around his waist. "tight, princess."

you rested your head on his back and complied. "good girl," he said, patting your hand. it was cute how considerate he was. you leaned up to his ear and whispered, "go fast, billy."

he went still for just a moment. "no can do, baby."

you pouted, "why not?"

he shook his head and started the bike. "if i go too fast, you won't like it."

you shivered at his words; he was talking about the ride, but your mind wandered elsewhere. "might like it," you replied.

billy's chest shook with laughter. "alright, but don’t cry about it."

he accelerated quickly, and the bike roared to life.

you happily yelled, feeling your arms loosen around his chest as the wind whipped through your hair. the stillness of the night was filled with your screams and the engine’s growl.

your heart raced, but you felt secure knowing billy was there, keeping you safe.

you finally arrived at your house, hopping off his bike. you waited for billy to do the same.

"had fun, sweetheart?" he asked, flashing a genuine smile.

you responded with enthusiastic yes’s, and he laughed in return. "let’s call it a night," he said.

you paused, feeling a pang of disappointment. you had hoped he might want to spend more time with you. hesitating, you reached out to tug on his jacket.

billy noticed and turned back to you. "uhm," you stammered.

"what’s wrong, princess?" his voice carried a note of concern.

you closed your eyes tightly and sighed. "don’t you want to spend the night with me?" you chewed on your lips as you waited for his reaction.

he smirked, "oh baby, i don’t think i can do that," his voice deep. "we don’t know what could happen."

your face flushed with warmth, the heat spreading through your skin.

but alcohol gave you a boost of confidence.

"why? are you scared of me?" you leaned your head to the side, feigning innocence.

"scared? not at all, baby," he shook his head, stepping closer. "for all we know, you should be scared of me." his eyes locked onto yours with an intense gaze.

you hadn’t noticed him get off his bike and move closer until now.

you challenged him with the same intensity in your stare. "do you want me to just say what i want out loud?" you asked.

he was taken aback, "what do you want, hm?" his face getting even closer.

without another word, you leaned in and caught him in a hungry, passionate kiss. your arms wrapped around his shoulders, and his hands gripped your waist. your bodies moved in sync, drawing closer with each passing second.

he broke the kiss, his breathing staggered. you watched as he licked his lips. "lead the way, baby." he breathes out.

as you entered your house, billy was already helping you out of your top. his hands explored the softness of your unclothed waist while you skillfully unbuckled his belt.

"now, where’d you learn that?" he murmured, placing wet kisses on your neck.

you giggled. "i’m not exactly inexperienced, you know."

you felt him smile against your skin. "trying to make me jealous?" he stepped back to remove his top.

"is it working?" you asked, watching him as he tossed it aside. "nah, i’m pretty sure no one else could make you feel the way i do."

with a sudden move, he lifted you, causing you to yelp in surprise. he carried you over to the sofa and gently laid you down on your back, his body covering yours.

he resumed kissing your neck, moving down to your collarbone, chest, and stomach. his gaze then fixed on your skirt.

"need this off," he muttered, his hands gripping the edges and pulling them off forcefully.

his eyes widened just a bit seeing what you had under the skirt. "pink, huh?"

"i like pink." you responded, defensively.

he bit his lip and slid the thong off you, holding it out in front of him. "you like it?" you asked, playfully batting your eyes at him.

"mhm," he said, bunching it up in his hand and bringing it to his nose. your jaw dropped as he inhaled deeply. "billy! oh my god!" you exclaimed, reaching up to snatch it from his hand.

embarrassment flooded over you.

"what?" he feigned innocence, a smirk playing on his lips. "a man can't do what he wants?" his fingers traced your inner thigh, brushing against your sensitive skin.

you gasped at the teasing touch, whimpering as you clung to his belt loops, overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment.

his fingers inched closer to your core, just barely touching your wetness. you guided his hand, trying to bring it closer to where you needed it most.

"oh no, baby. i take the lead, okay?" he said, gently pushing you away. you whimpered, "please, billy," your eyes welling up with tears.

his gaze grew darker. "you gonna cry?"

you shook your head, "please, just—please do something," you pleaded, a tear threatening to fall.

billy shushed you softly, caressing your cheek. you leaned into his touch, comforted by his gentleness. he slowly moved down, positioning himself between your legs. you instinctively held your thighs together, but he pushed them apart. "don’t hide," he murmured.

he leaned in, his tongue tracing a stripe up your folds. you heard him grunt softly, "been waiting to do that for so long," his voice vibrating against you.

you moaned at his words and his touch. he ate you out, his tongue working in and out, mixing with your wetness. the sensation of his saliva and your own desire intertwined, heightening the pleasure.

your insides were pulsing, and he could feel it. "wait—billy," you said, trying to push him away. his grip on your thighs was firm, and he remained steady.

you squirmed and whimpered, your legs trembling as he continued, but then he stopped.

"ah?" you said, surprised, as he licked his finger and maintained eye contact with you. that same finger made its way inside you, earning a gasp out of you.

he moved his finger in and out without mercy, and you cried out, overwhelmed by the sensation of something thicker inside you. "billy, i think i'm gonna—"

tears stained your face as billy observed you closely, his eyes focused intently. he added another finger, and you arched your back, your head hitting the sofa as the intensity built.

the sounds of your pleasure and your voice prompted a satisfied smile from billy. he continued his movements, his thumb now gently tracing circles on your clit. "fuck!" you scream out.

your fluid shots out as you wail. "oh my fucking god..." you cried out.

"it's just me baby." he smiled, a wide smile. he shimmied his jeans off, he was leaking.

you lazily smiled at him, "my turn?" you asked.

"you got enough energy to ride?"

you shook your head a 'no'. you wished you lied but you really couldn't get up after that, even if it would make him feel really good. your body felt limp.

"that's okay, baby," he spat on his hand and jerked himself a bit, "just need your throat." he continued.

you already knew where he was going with this. you giggled, opening your mouth, your tongue lolling out. he whistled, "so pretty like this," he spat into your mouth. "swallow, princess."

and you did as you were told.

he climbed over you until you were face to face with his long, hard dick. he was big, not even kidding. "if you can't take it, tap me three times, okay?"

you hummed a 'yes'.

he entered your mouth slowly, he filled you up real nice. your hand moved to your clit.

bily exhaled and moaned as you took all of him. your moan made his body shake, the vibrations made him weak. "i'm gonna go fast, sweetheart. think you can handle that?" he said, his hand wrapped on your throat.

before you could answer, he moved in and out. he hit the back of your throat multiple times causing you to gag and sputter. billy leaned his head back, whispering out a 'fuck..'

he wasn't going fast yet. you wanted him to go faster.

you whimpered around him, billy looked down at you. he saw your eyes, pleading for more. he smirked and did what you wanted.

he changed his pace and went faster, you felt so full. his dick made your head feel heavy and your fingers on your clit doubled the pleasure.

billy kept going until you could feel his pace slow a bit, he was getting closer and you knew just what to do. you purposefully tighten up your neck and he moaned out loud.

"fuck, sweetheart. taking me so good," he breathed out, encouraging you, "you're so good, can't believe you finally let me do this to you." he shut his eyes closed.

you were making all types of sounds hearing his words, you weren't the only one who wanted this. he was thinking about you too.

as billy pushed his hips in, you felt his cum shoot out down your throat. you swallowed, drinking it all up. "holy shit..." he exclaimed, taking out his softening dick and watched you lick your lips.

"might need to keep you all to myself."

[vampaiaz]

uhhh hey yall im finally free to write sorry for leaving yall for over a month … ive got something cooking hope ure excited !!! if u dont remember me i made this silly thing … CRINGEEEE i hate my writing style i hope its better this time around T_T

[vampaiaz]

HAIIII my friend made something check it out :3

𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒕

(vel·vet) a cloth usually made from silk or cotton with a thick, soft surface: His skin was as soft as velvet.

info: 18+ content . mainly catered to men, and/or trans men . if ure a woman idc just dont fetishize thanks .

synopsis: random nsfw hcs or thoughts i have about some of the older st boys with links (maybe) .

disclaimer/tags: AGAIN 18+ content if ure underage don’t read . profanity . use of certain words for male genetalia, may be feminine at times (dick, cock, cunt, pussy, and more) because again, this is catered to ALL men . dirty, disgusting even . lowercase . if there’s no “as the top” for the character i probably just can’t think of a good hc right now or i dont enjoy the character as the top at times .

𝑩𝑰𝑳𝑳𝒀 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑮𝑹𝑶𝑽𝑬 !

— as the top … billy wants to make you take all of him and i mean ALL of him, you can feel the painful stretch because of how girthy he is but he knows you love the pain. practice makes perfect.

— as the bottom … billy doesn’t really like bottoming but on the days he does want to, he’s just like putty in your hands. he’d love using a double-ended dildo with you.

𝑬𝑫𝑫𝑰𝑬 𝑴𝑼𝑵𝑺𝑶𝑵 !

— as the top … eddie definitely loves it when he’s got full control of you. he’s the type to hold you down while ramming into you, hitting your sweet spot so well that he can’t help but growl because of the way you wrap around him.

— as the bottom … super whiny, loud even. he’s so vocal about letting you know that you’re making him feel so fucked out. he’d love it especially when you cum in him, filling him all up.

𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑽𝑬 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑻𝑶𝑵 !

— as the bottom … steve loves princess treatment. he wants you to buy him pretty stuff to wear (for you), do everything for him, and he wants you to fuck him into the next day. he wants to thank you by being such a good boy. he also loves it when you two are loud in his house, the only thing he hears is the skin slapping and his own whimpers. (two videos for this one because hes just so baby boy)

[vampaiaz]

hi im on tiktok btw @/grrr0__o lets be oomfies plz