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sku11s1asher · 2 years

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possessive top billy x male reader

he’s lowkey ooc during the smut but let’s not talk about that !

Contains; smut, and is male reader.

if fem dni pls

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You and Billy were at the mall, shopping like normal, but you saw that he was looking a little too hard at some girls who passed by. Now, you’ve had the biggest crush on him ever since he moved to Hawkins, his personality just turned you on for some reason. Both of you stopped for a second and Billy leaned to your ear, “Look at that bitch over there, isn’t she cute?” He pointed to her, you could just shrug your shoulders and try to ignore your heart pounding. “I’m more into dirty blondes but, she’s okay.” Dirty blondes as in Billy, not that you’d admit that to him though.

Jealously started filling up your body, every five seconds he was staring at some girl's ass or tits, you may not be dating but still, he could use his brain and connect the dots. You quickly got over it when you saw a girl who has been trying to get with you for months, she was hot but you were loyal to your crush. She walked up to you, “Hey y/n, what are you doing here?” You cringed as she twisted her hair and bited her lip, but you had to flirt with her to hopefully make him jealous.

You felt like puking, she sucks at flirting and she is already getting annoying. “Can we have a date this Saturday maybe?” She looked like she was constipated, but before you could respond Billy spoke up, “We aren’t here for you to pick up girls, I’m ready to go already.” His voice was laced with venom, as if THE Billy Hargrove was jealous over some girl. You were beginning to think your plan was working, but again, he isn’t the most patient person in the world so it could be that too. “I’ll talk to you later.” You walked away with Billy close to you and started to think about how close your hands were, if you moved just a little bit they would touch.

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As soon as you got in the car you started to question him, “Why can you talk to girls and look at them like you’re going to devour them, but as soon as I talk to one you want to leave?” Instead of responding he unlocked his car and ignored your questions. But it’s not like you could do anything to get him to respond until you started thinking. “Were you jealous?” You saw him get tense before relaxing, “Why would I ever be jealous? We have a party to go to tonight and I need to get ready.” It was a lie, both of you know it, he’s easy to read when you’ve been around him for so long. You stared at him as he started to drive to your house, he’s so pretty when he’s focused and you wondered what he would look on top of you, pounding into you so hard with his thick cock. Sadly, before your thoughts could get any further, he looked back at you with a raised eyebrow, “Why are you looking at me like that L/N?” You didn’t respond to him, if you did you’d end up embarrassing yourself. When you both looked away you didn’t notice him smirking.

When he pulled up to your house he grabbed your wrist and whispered into your ear, “I’ll be here at 9, you better be ready.” And let go, you grabbed your bags confused. He’s never talked to you like that, the tone in his voice was weird. You went to your room and felt so weird, you couldn’t stop thinking of him and how close you both were. You almost forgot about how his tight jeans showed the outline of his cock if you looked long enough. As you were getting ready, all you could think of his him whispering to you and being so harsh, you knew it was wrong that it turned you on. He’s your best friend and sleeps around with every girl in Hawkins, if you even got together somehow, it would be a one night thing not a normal thing. You could only sigh before finishing changing and doing your hair.

A couple hours past and you hear the doorbell ring multiple times. “I’m coming stop ringing the fucking doorbell idiot!” You yelled to whoever was at the door. You saw it was Billy and opened it for him, “It’s 8 not 9, you’re a hour early.” But he didn’t respond, he just looked at you like he was going to eat you alive. “Billy?” You were about to poke him until he grabbed your wrist and wouldn’t let go, “Why didn’t you tell me?” You looked confused, “Tell you what?” His grip got harder and you could tell he was angry, “Tell me you were dating her.” You just looked at him like he was dumb, “Im not dating anyone, what are you talking about?” “Stop lying to me.” You started to get nervous, “Billy, I’m not dating anyone, even if I was, why does it matter?” The grip on your wrist was starting to hurt, you were about to ask him again but he pushed you against the wall and had both of your hands above you in the tightest grip ever. He kissed you.

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You felt like you were dreaming but soon kissed him back. He stuck his tongue in your mouth, you couldn’t help but moan into the kiss. He released your wrist and grabbed your waist pushing him against you more and being rougher. He slowly stopped kissing you, and began leaving hickies on your neck. “B-Billy, wha-” but he cut you off with another kiss on your mouth. “Shut up, I know you like this too.” One of his hands going on top of your raging boner giving it a squeeze which made a moan slip out. You finally realized, he was truly jealous, even if you two weren’t dating he still had feelings. He was about to unbutton your pants before you spoke up, “Let’s at least go to my bedroom..” He didn’t waste a second before picking you up and taking you to your room, as soon as you got there he threw you on your bed and locked the door.

He looked like a predator and you were his prey, he got on top of you after taking off your pants and shirt. “Someone’s excited.” He smirked, not like he had any room to talk, you could feel his. You felt a little embarrassed, you were in your boxers and looking like you just got fucked, while he was just smirking at you, fully clothed. He began rubbing his hand on your cock, you bucked your hips to get more pleasure but that was quickly put to an end, “Stop moving or I’ll leave you here like this.”

You had to put your hands on your mouth to stop yourself from moaning so loud. He removed your boxers and started sucking your tip before taking you all in. All you could do is roll your eyes to the back of your head and try not to buck your hips. You were beginning to wonder where he learned to do this. As soon as you were about to cum he stopped, “Remove your hand, I want to hear how good I’m making you feel.” You slowly listened to him and removed your hand before he started again, “Please-” you didn’t know why you were saying it but you just kept repeating it. “M’ gonna cum!” You moaned out, but he stopped and slowly lifted his head off your cock. You whined but saw he was taking his clothes off, you couldn’t take your eyes off his body until he asked where the lube was and grabbed it.

“I’m gonna start prepping you, if you try to hide your moans I’ll stop.” He put lube on his fingers and put one in, which slowly became two, and lastly three. The room was filled with your moans and the wet sound of him prepping you. “B-Billy please just- put your cock into me!” You started crying, it felt so good but you wanted him inside you. “Be patient, I don't want you to get hurt from my dick, unless you’re into that.” He gave your stomach a kiss. “Please, I’m begging PLEASE!” You didn’t notice but you yelled that, you were too into heaven. He pulled out his fingers and put a condom on his dick before slowing entering you. He wanted to enter slowly before he pounded into you so hard you can’t walk for a week.

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Once he fully entered you and bottomed out. He waited a few seconds before pulling back out and slamming into you, making both of you moan. You could barely feel anything he was thrusting into you so hard and fast. “Fuck. You feel so good!” He groaned into your ear, that was your last straw and you cummed. His thrusts didn’t stop, not even for a second. Your brain wasn’t even working properly to say anything, every time you opened your mouth a moan or his name came out. The room filled with moans and groans front the both of you and the sound of skin clapping.

You would’ve never though in a million years that you and Billy would ever have sex, he always came out to you as a straight man but turns out he was just in the closet. All it took for him to come out was you flirting and making plans with a girl.

You felt his thrust go faster and hearing him say he’s going to cum, you don’t even know if that’s what he really said, you can barely process anything with him hitting your prostate over and over and him marking you. You hear your name get called before the thrust slowly stop. “Billy..?” You could barely speak, he didn’t respond and just put his head on your shoulder and gave your cheek a kiss. He felt the need to apologize even though he had your full consent, he realized that he really had sex with his friend because he was jealous other people were hitting on you.

He cleaned you up and changed you into clean clothes before laying down with you, he noticed the time. “Do you still want to go to the party? We might be a little late.” You hit him, “Why would you ask me a dumb question like that? You just pounded into me like an animal in heat and I can barely stand but you still expect me to go to a party?!” He gave you a genuine smile, something that doesn’t happen often, “I was joking, also I hope you know this isn’t a one-time thing.”

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I lowkey hate this but it’s okay lollll,,, if you have any request dm me or comment them or smth. I only do male reader and if you request female I’ll ignore it.

Leave feedback if you have any, this is my first oneshot that I’ve posted to Tumblr

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wheatnoodle · 1 year

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billy going in to work at the pool and pulling his shirt off just to have heather choke on her drink behind him and start coughing

“the fuck, dude?” his brows draw together, confused as she just laughs

“you can NOT go out there like that. holy shit, did you have an animal in your bed last night?” heather says through giggles. billy’s only more confused until he catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror

there’s deep red scratches on the sides of his neck, four on each side. his eyes go wide and he turns around, looking over his shoulder in the mirror. his back is covered in those angry lines, dragging up and down his spine, shoulders, everywhere this “animal” could reach. he doesn’t know whether to be absolutely mortified or cocky as shit and show ‘em off to the world

he decides on the latter. besides, it’s worth it to see the way steve’s face burns bright red when he comes with the kids and sees billy displaying his artwork for everyone to see

#stranger things #harringrove #steve harrington #billy hargrove #bottom steve harrington #top billy hargrove

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steveharringtonisabisexualmess · 1 year

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Steve: this is called companionship, where we take care of each other

Billy: disgusting, never heard of it

Billy:

Billy: show me more

#harringrove #steve harrington #steve x billy #billy hargrove #incorrect quotes #bottom steve harrington #top billy hargrove #stranger things

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buddiebeginz · 2 years

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i know like 99% of fandom will disagree with me but...

this guy 👇 is a bratty bottom whose ass belongs to billy

and this guy 👇 is a weak in the knees for only steve top

#top billy rights 👏👏#billy has had enough control stripped from his life (thanks to neil) i just can’t see him as a bottom #plus i love me some smutty fics where billy takes charge 😋#harringrove #top billy hargrove #bottom steve harrington #sth!#hfan

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midnightmare-fics · 1 year

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Shower Antics

Ship: Harringrove (Steve Harrington/Billy Hargrove)

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 7,054

Warnings: top billy, bottom steve, smut, pwp (we're starting to add plot), first time blow jobs, almost caught, anal, billy is a tease and a shit, steve is already whipped and in love with that dick, billy is also kinda sweet, dirty talk, name-calling, a new type of relationship

Summary:

It's been a long week.

Billy's been nothing short of a total dick, ignoring him or picking on him - just generally acting like nothing happened between them. He hasn't shown up, hasn't cornered him, hasn't given him an ounce of pleasure after leaving him literally aching for his cock. Steve's pissed now, aching from a weekend of empty, half-assed orgasms that just aren't satisfying.

And then... Everything flips on its head again.

~ Sequel to Locker Room Antics - Now A Series! ~

Bingo: @harringroveson-bingo

Card Three, Prompt C2 - Shower Sex

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littlemisshardcorre · 1 year

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Im a Top!Billy, bottom!Steve kinda girl so I need some blogs who post this dynamic to follow please!

(I do also enjoy some Top!Eddie bottom!Steve but Harringrove is my fave)

#harringrove #steddie #bottom steve harrington #top billy hargrove #top eddie munson

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drivergemini · 2 years

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fuck basketball harringrove. let's talk about football harringrove (implied nsfw)

-billy is the quarterback of the hawkins highschool team and steve is the running back

-billy has a lot of size and muscle on the rest of the team (including steve)

-steve wasn't small and frail but he was slightly skinnier than the others and was a lot faster

-billy and steve butt heads because billy never makes plays with steve and chooses to run the ball himself

-butting heads turns into locker room fights where overpowers steve

-billy goes to steve's house later that night to apologize

-he ends up apologizing to steve in an even better way than expected

#harringrove #harringrove smut #stranger things #steve x billy #steve harrington #billy hargrove #bottom steve harrington #top billy hargrove

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hopelessrromantix · 7 months

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kinktober day 10 boot riding

daddy kink, amab reader yes ill post the missing days i swear sjdkf

cis women dni

The longer you stayed at a party, the more boring it got.

Sure, getting drunk and high and fucking around with your classmates was a good time. But after hours of huddling together with sweaty drugged up teenagers and having generic music blasted into your ears, it got a bit boring.

But Billy always found a way to make it more entertaining. Normally by pulling off a rather impressive keg stand. For once, he’d offered to be the designated driver (mostly because you’d done it for the past four parties and refused to do it again), so you were downing your second drink, talking to some junior you barely knew. The buzz of a high was clouding your head, though it wasn’t enough to impair your judgment.

But apparently your boyfriend felt like pissing you off tonight.

Eventually the junior wandered off, probably to flirt with someone interested. Billy, on the other hand, was chatting up some girl from your math class. You didn’t remember her name, but you most certainly remembered the way she talked to Billy.

She gave a fake laugh, making sure to lean forward and give him a decent view of her cleavage. Not that you blamed her for trying to sleep with your boyfriend. Billy was pretty, and it’s not like she knew he had a boyfriend. So no, you didn’t hold any resentment toward the girl.

Billy, on the other hand, was in a world of hurt.

He had every chance to turn her down. Every chance to make up some half-assed excuse or just plain tell her he wasn’t into it. But no. He joked and gave her some cheesy pick-up line. The brat even had the nerve to look your way while he was doing so, giving you a wink.

You watched for a minute longer, waiting for him to make some excuse to leave. But when it was obvious he had no plans of doing so, you decided to step in for him.

“C’mon Hargrove, you’re my ride home.” Luckily your head was clear enough to make walking out easy.

Billy frowned, trying to look as disappointed as possible. “Already? But I was having fun!” The girl next to him looked sad as well, as if begging you to let him stay longer.

“Sorry, I gotta get up early tomorrow,” You said, shrugging. Tomorrow was Saturday, neither you nor Billy had anything to do. But she didn’t need to know that.

“Fine, buzzkill.”

Billy, tap dancing on your last nerve, gave the girl a wink, causing her to let out an airy giggle. You rolled your eyes, stomping out of the house. You could hear Billy mumble what was most certainly a sarcastic comment under his breath.

You sat in the passenger seat the second he opened the door, waiting as he slid into the driver’s seat a second later.

After a second of him realizing you weren’t going to speak, he started driving, the music from the party fading into the background as he did so.

“Your mom and that bastard home?” You knew the answer was no. He’d made quite a big deal about getting the house to himself while Neil dragged his step-mom and Max on a ‘family outing’. Even with Max asking, Billy was left home alone.

“No, why?” He asked, glancing over to you before his eyes returned to the road. He was perfectly aware of ‘why’, you knew that much.

“Gonna let me stay over, pretty boy?” You asked, your tone low. He nodded, quickly taking a turn to head toward his house.

The trip was short and Billy got out of the car almost immediately after you arrived. You chuckled at how eager he was, fumbling with his keys in an attempt to get in quicker.

You followed closely, heading to Billy’s room without much hesitation.

The second you got in, you closed the door, pressing Billy up against a wall.

“You got some fuckin’ nerve, Hargrove,” you spoke quietly and quickly, though you knew he heard you from how he shivered. “You tryna get my attention, or just tryna whore around with some poor girl, hm?”

He shook his head rapidly, gulping down a breath.

Billy tried his hand at being a brat often. Always teasing you, getting your attention in public. But the second you were behind closed doors, he practically melted.

“Words, baby boy.”

“No, Daddy.”

God he knew what buttons to press.

“Then why were you flirting?” You spoke softly, loving how his eyes glazed over with lust when you did so. “Giving her hope for no reason. That just seems mean, baby.”

He made a noise of disagreement, shaking his head again. “Didn’t mean to, just wanted your attention.”

You chuckled. “No, you knew exactly what you were doing.”

He opened his mouth to protest, but you slammed your lips into his before he could. You took over the kiss quickly. His arms twined around your neck, one of yours on his hip and the other gripping his hair. You gave a soft tug to his hair, forcing a loud moan out of his throat.

You slotted one thigh between his legs, giving him the chance to messily rut against you. Both your pants were tight, his jeans no doubt uncomfortable at this point.

“Pleeease just fuck me.” He was practically begging, arms tightening around you. “Please, I’m sorry for flirting with her, I won’t do it again.”

You both knew damn well he’d do it again.

“I don’t think I feel like forgiving you yet, baby.” He huffed at your words, hips still moving against your clothed thigh.

“How about this,” You suggested. You placed your hands on his shoulders, lowering him to his knees and placing your boot between his legs. “You cum in under two minutes, and I’ll fuck you so hard you won’t remember your damn name.”

He nodded rapidly, head collapsing into your leg.

He moved his hands towards his jeans, only stopping when you firmly questioned what he was doing.

"I can't use my hands?" He asked, looking slightly hopeful. As if he'd get off that easy.

“If you really want me to fuck you, you can cum like this.”

He paused for a moment. “Like ‘this’?”

You smirked, tilting his head up slightly with one finger. “You think you can cum in your jeans for me?”

He shivered, nodding fervently.

"Good boy."

He started off slow, moving his hips against the firm leather of your boot. It was just enough stimulation for his sensitive cock. He was burying his face into your jeans, mouthing at your dick over the fabric. You just let him, watching as he desperately tried to get you to force your cock down his throat.

"One minute left." He whimpered.

His thrusts sped up, messily humping your boot in an attempt to get off. Barely decipherable mumbles of "please" "Daddy" and "more" tumbled out his lips, the words jumbled together and high pitched.

"You gonna cum, whore?" You asked, spitting out the term as if it was his name. He moaned, nodding.

"Please can I? Please Daddy? Wanna cum for you so you'll fuck me, please?"

You'd barely said yes before he buried his face into your thigh, hips stuttering and slowing. Cum slowly seeped through the fabric of his boxers, and suddenly he was thankful you'd waited until he was home to ruin him.

"Good job handsome," you said, leaving down and placing a surprisingly soft kiss on his forehead. "You get your reward now."

He was practically buzzing already.

#male reader #dom male reader #top male reader #x reader #billy hargove smut #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove x male reader #kinktober 2023 #stranger things x male reader

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1ign0rant2 · 2 years

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FGEYFBEIVUFEGCKDSSFVGHKVFD MARRY ME PLEASE

#top male reader #billy hargrove #sexy titts #beautiful #SEXY WEXY #screaming and crying #dont mind the fucking tags #wow 😍#ugh 😍😍😍#darce montgomery #im talking about darce montgomery poeple #those blue eyes #😍

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harringroveera · 4 months

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Max don’t spill his secrets like that

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munsonsmrhusband · 1 year

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Stranger Things Twitter Links

male x male content, women dni please <3

includes: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, (Hint of Tommy Hagan) and Billy Hargrove

Eddie Munson

using your throat after a long day

eddies all revved up after a good game

forgetting your money and giving your dealer an alternative payment

monster cock! eddie

Steve Harrington

steve letting off some steam

getting used by the keg boys ft steve/billy

putting the guest bedrooms to use

king steve keeping you in your place

Billy Hargrove

showing off your mouth skills at a party

getting used by the keg boys ft billy/steve

soft sex while he’s in a good mood

power bottom billy

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kuroubojin · 5 months

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I WANNA SEE HIS BELLY BUTTON

I think it is a crime against humanity that they cropped this photograph to that height and that we could never see under the croptop

#stranger things #billy hargrove #dacre montgomery #Free billys belly button #crop top

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steveharringtonisabisexualmess · 1 year

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you amaze me and scare me. I can’t tell if I’m attracted to it or want to run away..

I’m hoping it’s the former, but I do like it when people are afraid of me.

Yeah it’s definitely both.

Good, pretty boy

#harringrove #steve harrington #steve x billy #billy hargrove #incorrect quotes #stranger things #bottom steve harrington #top billy hargrove

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bungrove · 1 year

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— le freak c’est chic

♱ pairing: billy hargrove / male reader

♱ cw: 18+ smut, pwp (prn without plot), sub!billy, bottom!billy, blowjob, face fucking, lots of spit, probably friends with benefits, name calling (“cocksleeve”), pretty short. let me know if i missed any. NOT PROOFREAD.

♱ synopsis: you and billy fuck in the bathroom at tina’s party right before he beats steve’s keg record.

♱ note: first time posting on here, pretty nervous. tumblr’s real nice though, i hope you enjoy reading this! reqs open.

you watched as billy kneeled down, so eager to please. his fingers shakily reached for your zipper, a few tugs and his cheeks flushed.

lucky you.

it was embroidered on the inside of your jeans, billy loved it. he is lucky, so so lucky. “need me in your mouth, blue?” you cooed, hand reached out to caress his cheek.

“need you. please. need you so bad.” his voice a tiny bit higher from desperation, his mouth feels so empty without you in it.

you took out your cock from your jeans, both of you decided to go commando tonight. billy’s tongue lolled out, ready to take you.

you slapped the tip on his tongue a few times earning a whine from him. you wanted to ruin him, make his lips all slick and pink.

billy felt your hands hold onto either side of his head, he looked up and he immediately knew what you wanted to do.

“fuck me already.”

that was all you needed to hear. without warning him, you bucked you hips, making him take all of you down his throat. thank god for no gag reflexes.

billy’s hands gripped onto your thighs, nails digging into the thin denim. his eyes filled with nothing but lust, almost rolling back with every thrust.

“you like that? fuck, you make such a nice cocksleeve, blue.” billy shivered at your words, he loved it. he’s happy that you use him in any way you want.

“y’know, not many people know i’ve got this in my pants. when they do though, they’re so fucking lucky… you’re lucky aren’t you, billy?” you asked him knowing he can’t answer, almost like you were making fun of him.

billy reached down to palm himself through his jeans. he knew you won’t allow him to touch his aching hard on so a little friction won’t hurt.

he could feel his throat getting used to your shape, hell, his throat is only for your use at this point. billy moaned, his throat closed around you, eliciting a groan from you.

your hips continued to thrust into him at a fast pace. billy didn’t care, having you in any of his holes is enough.

he watched as your breathing got heavier, your thrusts grew sloppier. face to neck down was covered in pre and spit, it’s disgustingly hot.

he felt you twitch, he rubbed himself harder through his jeans, getting ready to cum with you. until you removed yourself, billy cried, his lips running after your cock.

“calm down, blue. wanna come all over your face.” you groaned, heavy, uneven breaths. your hand wrapped around your cock and you jerked off right in front of him.

it was all wet from billy’s spit, so fucking hot. those blue eyes that you love so dearly were looking right up at you, watching your tip pour out more pre.

“get your tongue out baby.” you ordered and he immediately obeyed like a little puppy, your little puppy.

with a few more thrusts, you came. billy’s eyes fluttered. “thank you. fuck, th—thank you.” he babbled, all cock drunk.

billy swallowed the cum that landed on his tongue and there was still more… all over his face. you leaned down and kissed him, teeth clacking.

it was desperate. you were as desperate as he was. suddenly, you licked his cheek, tasting yourself.

billy whimpered, you’re too much. you really are gonna break him.

“need me to return the favor?” you lazily asked and looked down at his jeans, now with an obvious wet spot. “oh, don’t think you need me to then.” you teased.

you lifted him up, his body was jello, as if no bones. “be meaner next time.” billy quietly spoke, voice hoarse.

“yeah? want me to make you cry?” you cooed and he whined in response, nodding so hard.

you lightly chuckle, you put the toilet seat cover down and sat him on it. you took a towel and ran it through lukewarm water. billy is still new to the whole ‘aftercare’ thing, not used to it at all.

you smiled as you cleaned him up, his eyes closed with relaxation, planting a few last kisses all over his face. “all done. you ready to get back out there?” you asked referring to the party, you knew he still wanted to beat that keg record.

“yeah,” billy slowly stood up, taking his time to get to the door and right before he leaves, he forcefully grabbed you by your collar. “next time, fuck my tits.”

#♱ — shot through the heart #billy hargove smut #billy hargrove #billy hargrove x male reader #billy hargrove x reader #stranger things #gay billy hargrove #top reader #dom reader

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mlmmetalhead · 2 years

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Turns you on

Billy Hargrove x Male reader

CW: Smut, enemies with sexual tension, internalized homophobia, use of words "homo, queer, etc.", denial, masochism, miscommunication, unprotected and low-prep sex (wrap before you tap!), set in season three, fighting, Sub!Bottom!Billy, Dom!Top!Reader.

WOMEN DNI

He already had everything packed up with him, bag on his shoulder, hair still a little damp after the shower, eyes down on his shoes, which were a little bit wet, too, walking in the room full of teen guys after shower. Already taking a step towards the door, he heard a voice behind him:

"Hey L/N!"

He turned around, facing a grinning shirtless guy with a towel on his waist, his eyes examining the other one.

"What do you want, Hargrove?"

Y/N spoke, his voice low and cold. Billy only smiled, his eyes traveling up and down the others body, before speaking himself.

"Good game today. You've outdone yourself. I guarantee you'll get your date with Vicki."

The blonde smiled, biting his lover lip, before turning to his locker.

"Oh? So you don't think I'm a homo now?"

"Yeah, I don't think anyone queer would be able to do that great on a field in favor of looking at half naked guys."

"So you, apparently, don't count?"

Billy stopped his movements for a moment, before slapping the door to his locker with a loud thud, turning around and marching up to Y/N with an angry expression and still shirtless. The other guy just grinned at his opponent, hands on his sides.

"Take that back, bitch."

"Are you teasing me with your naked torso now? Either way, that makes what I said even more evide-"

Y/N dodged a punch, grabbing Billy by his other hand and disarming him within seconds, pushing him against a cold wall, holding both of his hands behind his back.

"This makes it even more gay, Hargrove, don't you think? If I didn't know better, I'd think you liked being tackled by me. Or maybe you really do?"

L/N chuckled, before storming off to class, leaving Billy behind, cursing under his breath. He stared at the door Y/N just went out of for some time, before turning around and going to finish off dressing.

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Billy was sat in his room, alone. He just told some girl he banged an hour ago to get out. Music was blasting in the room. He closed his eyes to concentrate on the beat, inhaling nicotine. She called him gay. She said it was homosexual, how he mentioned another guy after he just fucked her. It wasn't even in that kind of context, she was so fucking annoying. Never talking to Nicole again, he made a mental note.

He almost felt like crying. So degrading. Infuriating, even.

His hand slid towards the volume slider on the cassette player, turning it up to max, still looking in the same spot. The speakers blew up with rock music, shoving every thought out of his head. He didn’t want to think about why he mentioned him. Why he said it. Only about temporary feeling of comfort the music brought him.

There were days when he felt like there was a load off his mind. But this wasn’t one of those days. Billy closed his eyes and tried to imagine a girl. Any, non existent even, just a girl in his room, on his bed. But his imagination knew better. It knew what Billy needed, what he yearned for. He needed a different image.

He opened his eyes, a girl sat on his bed, dressed in nothing but fancy lingerie and a see-through short dress, face full of makeup, a trendy haircut and a beautiful ring on her middle finger. She smiled tenderly and whispered, hovering over to Hargrove:

“What are you waiting for, beauty? Your perfume smells so nice, I want to feel it closer...”

He could only look at her, in slowly building up terror. The girl looked at him, winking and slowly laying down on the bed, biting her lower lip. Billy could only look at his imaginative scenario in horror. He didn’t feel anything. The girl was exactly his type, he imagined her, for fuck’s sake! But nothing happened to him, to his body. His lips started faintly shaking. Hands cautiously ghost inside his underwear. Soft. It was fucking soft and cold. Not even a sign of arousal. The girl was perfect, but what he’d fear the most happened. Billy blinked a few times, so the girl would disappear. Met with his empty bedroom, a few tears dripped down his chin.

***

Moving towards the designated spot throughout someone’s house party, Hargrove, with a couple of beers already in his system, grinned, almost tasting the thrill of a fight on his lips. You could easily find the spot, moving towards a crowd of students which formed around. When he neared, whistles and drunk shouting emerged from the crowd. A shit-eating grin spread upon his features, when the crowd parted, revealing him in the middle. Y/N also smiled upon seeing Hargrove entering the crowd.

“Showed up after all, huh?”

“Of course I did, I’m not afraid of a bitch boy like you”

The crowd made a loud “ooooh” sound, everyone in there looking at each other with faces, practically saying “this shit is about to get ugly”.

L/N hummed, as if considering what Billy said, before lifting his head up and spewing the most thunderous laugh anyone ever heard from him.

“You’ve dug yourself a grave, Hargrove! Get ready, you fucking prick!”

Oh, did he get ready. Billy’s gut practically boiled with excitement, as he stripped his jacket down, being left in nothing but an opened button up and leather pants. He bit his lip, jumping in one place from all the energy inside him. That is, until Y/N took his shirt off, throwing it somewhere into the crowd, some girl catching it and screaming. But Hargrove did understand why she did that. He felt like he would, too. A smile freezing on his lips, as he, himself froze in one place, unable to take his eyes off L/N’s bare body. Y/N lifted his hands into the cold night air, and then doing a backflip, making the crowd roar in excitement.

In contrast, Billy couldn’t squeeze out a sound, feeling as another type of excitement arose in his body.

Y/N was already near, looking at Billy with a grin, as he flexed his muscles.

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue? Or you just have nothing to say? You can’t run now, Hargrove!”

The blonde chuckled, cracking his knuckles.

“I wasn’t going anywhere, L/N! In fact, I’m only coming at you!”

He threw a punch at Y/N’s face, which the other one swiftly blocked, before swinging his fist right in Hargrove’s gut. He chocked out a grunt, and immediately slammed the other guy in the jaw. Y/N tried to throw a punch at the side of Billy’s head, but the blonde ducked, sweeping L/N off his feet, both landing on the ground with a thud. Y/N groaned, getting a grip on the collar of Billy’s button up, before hitting him in the jaw with his own head, both hearing a loud ringing in their ears. Hargrove covered his bleeding lip with a hand, while L/N took advantage of the situation, tackling Billy to the ground, twisting his spare hand, shoving his face in the ground. The crowd roared, everyone chanting the name of whoever they were betting on, someone had a camera, recording everything. Billy struggled a little, before feeling something he didn’t expect at all. The feeling he was so desperate to get, he’d fear so much he lost, suddenly came back with a boom. He hardened against the ground.

“You give up, Hargrove? Am I too strong for a bitch boy you are?”

Billy’s low chuckle emerged beneath the two, as he waited a little to reply.

“Was just giving you a head start, L/N!”

He made an attempt at turning around, only feeling himself being pressed into the ground more. Then, he kicked Y/N with his leg, getting a little more space to himself, turning around and landing a punch in Y/N’s face, only for the other guy to mirror his actions. They were fighting in this position for a while, until L/N stood up, jumping on his two, seemingly waiting for Billy stand up. As he started moving, Hargrove was only met with a hit in his face, He could taste the fabric of Y/N’s boots on his tongue. A head with a blonde mullet fell back in the dirt, a new ringing starting up in his ears. This time, Y/N didn’t wait, landing another punch with his foot right in Billy’s gut. Hargrove laughed once again, feeling the arousal in his stomach building up even more now.

“What are you laughing at, freak?!”

Another kick, his left side. This time, Billy grabbed his opponents leg, pulling on it, making him fall back on the ground, too. Hargrove crawled up to L/N as if some kind of wild animal to his injured prey, only to be met with a blunt hit in his nose with the same dirty boot. He continued crawling up, until his face was grabbed by Y/N’s clawed hand, his nails digging into Hargrove’s skin. The blonde stopped in his tracks, looking up at his opponent with wild eyes and a blown smile. Y/N smiled in return, coming closer to Billy’s ear, softly whispering:

“I know you enjoy this, you pervert.”

Only before hitting Hargrove in the face with all his might, the others head once again meeting the ground. L/N stood up, shaking his pants clean. The crowd shouted, a group of people forming around the winner. Billy laid on the ground for half a minute before getting up, finding his jacket in the dust and turning in the direction of the house, that was now left empty, since everyone at the party left to watch the fight.

The blonde was washing off blood and dirt from his face and body. Looking at the mirror, he noticed a black eye Y/N gave him. He felt sick to his stomach, trying to stop the coming puke with tap water. He heard a noise of a closing door behind him and turned around, to be met with a familiar body, also covered in blood and dirt. Y/N smiled, coming closer to Billy.

“Hello there, Hargrove.”

“You too, L/N”, mumbled the other guy, as he turned around to the mirror, looking down at the sink and proceeding with his own business.

“Enjoyed the fight?”

Billy shivered, as he heard the voice right near his ear, not daring to turn around, instead looking at his opponent in the mirror. His face was dirty and bloody, still shirtless, he pressed himself right against Hargrove, both his hands on either sides of the sink.

“Yeah, I like getting my ass beat by fuckers like you.”, he answered, sarcastically.

Y/N laughed, bringing his hand to Billy’s shoulder, rubbing it.

“I sense sarcasm in your tone, but if you wanted my opinion, I think you actually do enjoy it.”

“Stop trying to handle me, I can do that myself perfectly fine.”

Hargrove was trying to shut off the bubbling feeling of arousal from the feeling of another body being pressed up against him.

“You can say that all you want, but we both know, you love it when I handle you. I just don’t know if you love it when anyone does this, or just me...”

“Are you hinting at me liking you? In your dreams, L/N!”

“Me? Oh no, don’t get me wrong. I don’t need you to like me. At least, I don’t need it to fuck you, Billy.”

Billy’s breath got caught in his throat as his body got pressed up against the bathroom wall. He didn’t have enough time to process his position, as a pair of lips attacked his own. The kiss wasn’t gentle and loving, it stung, partially from Hargrove’s busted lip. He tried to reach his hands out to embrace Y/N’s muscular shoulders, but felt a cold hand holding on both of his wrists. So instead, he focused on giving himself all into the kiss, desperately trying to claim the leading role and failing miserably. He subconsciously rutted his hips against the other man’s, finding his dick being as evidently hard as his own. Separating, Y/N grabbed Billy by his hips, lifting him up and pressing him against the wall with doubled force.

“You don’t look like you’re struggling, dear. Maybe you’ll just going to admit that you like being handled by a guy, it’ll make this easier for both of us.”, L/N whispered in his ear, suddenly thrusting his hips forward, making Billy whimper in desire.

“You need to try harder than that, Y/N.”, Hargrove chuckled under his breath.

“Fair enough.”

Y/N smiled and thrusted his hips again, grinding his crotch into Billy’s. He tried to say something, only faint moans slipping out. Hargrove’s hands clamped down on L/N’s shoulders, and he felt how completely and utterly desperate he is for the other guy, his erection at this point being as hard as a rock.

“Do I really need to say it? You already know it.”, he whispered faintly between whimpers.

“Of course you do. You want me to hear it, right?”

Hargrove gulped, his nails biting into Y/N skin.

“You’ll hear it when you deserve it, asshole.” Billy grunted, biting his lower lip.

L/N laughed faintly, his hand ghosting over his belt.

“I’ll have to play bad then, if you’re so bullheaded.”

In mere seconds Billy felt himself being forced on his knees, his hair held in an iron grip of Y/N’s. He felt his body getting heavier with arousal dripping down to his stomach like honey. Y/N finally undone his fly, guiding the other guy with his hand.

“You probably don’t know how to do this, it’s alright. I don’t give a fuck about technique or shit like that, just do whatever you feel like.”

Billy nodded, carefully stretching one of his hands out, exploring an unfamiliar feeling of touching another man’s dick. He’d only see other guy’s private parts in porn, so it was unusual for him to see it so close. It was big and pulsing. He hesitantly wrapped a hand around it, stroking just like he did with himself, since he figured it would be kind of the same for everyone. And he was rewarded with a low groan from Y/N which transitioned into a light, almost admiring sigh. It encouraged Hargrove, driving him to speeding up the pace, biting his lip at every sound coming from his partner. That is until, Y/N seemingly had enough, his hand in Billy’s hair once again evident as he shoved Billy’s face right into his crotch.

The head laced with pre-cum touched Hargrove’s bloody lips. He hesitantly opened his mouth, sticking his tongue out, carefully tracing the head with his tongue, his eyes darting up and down to Y/N from time to time, to see his reaction. When he felt like it was enough, Billy gulped and opened his mouth, sensually wrapping his lips just around the head to test the waters. He was met with an immediate response from his partner, L/N moaning above him, as he felt the grip on his locks tighten. Hargrove's gag reflex kicked in, as he went further, feeling tears forming in his eyes yet again. And that's when he heard Y/N speak up:

"That's it, good boy, don't choke yourself now, it's okay."

Billy couldn't help but let out a noise of his own, quietly moaning around Y/N's cock, his eyes still watering. This time, the pain of Y/N gripping his blonde hair completely faded, leaving a strange aftermath feeling of emptiness, instead, a palm gently patted Billy's head in a loving, careful way. Hargrove felt his stomach jump, as L/N took himself out of his partners mouth, and lifted him off the floor.

"That's not fair, how I am the only one who's half naked, don't you think, Billy?"

"You want me to just discard my clothes in someone's random dirty fucking bathroom?"

"Ooh, you a neatfreak, Hargrove? Hard to tell by the way you look right now."

Billy rolled his eyes, taking his button up completely off and throwing it in the sink, then proceeding to do the same with his pants and underwear.

"Look at how hard you are... Bet you got this hard the second I hit you back there, fucking masochistic slut..."

"Shut the fuck up before I resume the fight."

Y/N chuckled, as he wrapped his hands around Hargrove's waist, pulling him closer and into a kiss. This time, Billy put up a good fight, grabbing L/N by shoulders, angrily biting his lips, and even the tongue sometimes. Being busy with the second, more intimate round of their fight, Billy didn't notice Y/N's hands roaming around his body, so he let out a surprised moan when he felt something prodding at his hole.

"Don't be so loud... I can't just do you raw, y'know... I mean, unless that's what you're specifically into..."

Hargrove opened his mouth to spit out some snarky remark, but it drowned in another breathy moan, coming out right from the back of his throat, as he unconsciously grinded against L/N's fingers. As Y/N worked his way inside his partner, he lifted him up by the thighs, roughly pressing him against the wall, silencing another incoming moan with a prolonged, messy kiss.

Both hands now gripped Billy's thighs, as Y/N pulled back for air, licking his lips and eying Hargrove, completely ruined before him, and they were yet to get to the main course.

"You sure about this?"

Y/N suddenly asked, worry painted on his face, to which Hargrove only rolled his eyes.

"Did you not see me getting super hard for you, and literally sucking your cock?"

His partner chuckled, brushing a strand of hair away from Hargrove's face.

"I suppose you're right."

Before pressing into Billy, immediately covering his mouth, as he started to moan upon an unfamiliar feeling within his body. Music echoed from the other room, as Billy silently moaned, only for Y/N to hear. Their eyes gazed into each other, as L/N smiled, once again replacing his hand with his mouth, before silently whispering in Hargrove's ear:

"Just give me a sign when it's okay to move."

Meanwhile, Billy was at the same time in hell and heaven. He felt like he was being split up in two, and ascending to gods, with the way Y/N felt inside him, so naturally good, and painfully big at the same time. He would occasionally whimper, when L/N would ever so slightly move, just to hold him in a more comfortable position. As the pain faded, Billy couldn't help but moan, slightly grinding into his partner, nodding upon being asked if this was the asked for sign.

Billy thought he felt good before, but not until Y/N started moving. The blonde felt like he could cum any second, which never happened to him before that fast. As L/N moved in and out slowly, he made sure to mark Hargrove's neck and chest using just his mouth.

"You feel so fucking good when you're inside..."

Sometimes, Billy's brain would work enough for him to form a sentence of admiration, but other 80% of the time, it was too clouded by lust. Y/N smiled, as he licked a stripe from Hargrove's neck, right to his ear, making sure to get it, too. Billy moaned, his eyes rolling back, as he continued to mutter incoherent sentences, before this one:

"Please... Faster... Y/N... So good..."

"What is it, baby? You want me to go faster?"

Hargrove frantically noded, as Y/N wasted no time completing his demand, slamming into him twice as fast as he was. Truth being told, at this point, Billy felt like L/N didn't really care over his, Billy's pleasure and wellbeing, he felt like he was being used, and no matter how much he didn't want to admit it, he liked it, a lot.

"Use me... Y/N... Y/N, please... Oh fuck.."

"What is it, baby boy? Is someone here likes being used as a little, dirty, dick hungry slut?"

L/N emphasized every single word of the last sentence with a deep, hard thrust, every single one of which Billy felt like went straight up to his brain.

"Answer the question, dear."

Hargrove nodded a couple of times, being rewarded with another couple of hard thrusts, that felt like they were rearranging his insides, literally.

"Such a good boy, I bet you would enjoy it so much..."

L/N not only sped up, but also let one of his hands find it's way to Billy's cock, now gently stroking it with expertise.

"If I just went out there, to everyone who's partying..."

Hard, deep, steady thrusts made Billy not only roll his eyes back, but throw his head back, and moan, at this point not caring about everyone outside hearing.

"And let them use you... However they wanted. Doesn't that sound great to you?"

Hargrove moaned once again, his hands desperately trying to hold on to Y/N's sweaty body. Even if he was out of here a little bit, he still could answer the question by shaking his head.

"No? Then what would you enjoy?"

Billy shut his eyes and tried covering his mouth up with his hand, but failing miserably.

"You..."

"I don't understand what that means, sweetheart. Explain to me."

Y/N shook his head, fake pouting, stopping his hand movements.

"You... I enjoy... Enjoy you..." , Hargrove said through panting, moaning and whimpering.

"So will you finally admit you have a thing for me?"

L/N asked innocently, as he stopped moving whatsoever, only holding Billy up with his hands.

"What..? Move, move, please, oh my fucking..."

"Not until you admit it."

Billy whimpered, bucking his hips against Y/N's to get some sort of friction, before looking up at his partner with pleading eyes.

"You're adorable like this. But I won't start moving until you say it."

"I like it... I like it when... You're on me... Using and..."

The rest died down in the moan he once again erupted, as L/N teased him by grinding a little.

"I like being handled by you, Y/N... I love it, fuck... Oh god, I couldn't get my dick up to a thought of some girl this week and I... Holy shit... I thought I'd lost it, you made- OH FUCK! Ha... You made it... Come back."

Y/N licked his lips, satisfied with the answer, bending down to Hargrove's ear.

"That's so good, darling."

And not waiting another minute to regain his speed almost immediately, slamming into Billy at the highest speed he could handle, the sound of skin slapping, both moaning and Billy's sweaty body slapping against the wall echoed in the bathroom.

"Oh god, Y/N... I'm fucking near. I feel it... I... Ha.."

"Go on babe, do it for me."

As soon as those words left Y/N's mouth, Hargrove moaned in a high-pitched voice, as he came all over himself, releasing the tightness that was building up in him for the past week. L/N continued ramming into him at a fast pace, until he came himself, moaning into Billy's ear.

As Y/N pulled out, a little bit of his seed oozed onto the floor, as they both collapsed on the bathroom floor, both sweaty and sticky, their ears ringing. As the aftermath cleared a little bit, a quiet, still not completely stable voice echoes in the bathroom walls:

"Tell anyone about this and you're fucking dead."

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