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he couldnxt help how insecure he felt half the time and how jealous he got whrn people looked at billy like he was a piece of meat. hell, he couldn’t stand it when people did that with nancy but with billy it’s different, it’s more.

one day at school, steve felt a fire deep in his chest after overhearing some girls talk about how they wanted to have sex with billy. he couldn’t tell them off, he couldn’t scream “he doesn’t want you, he wants me!” at them in real life the way that he was in his head, and it infuriated him.

when they get home from school that day, he rides billy fast and takes him in deep. he’s scratching down billy’s chest and whining, chanting out “you’re mine” and “ah fuck!” and “billy!” like they’re the only words he knows. he closes his eyes and squeezes them shut, basking in the sound of skin on skin and billy making noise under him. when steve felt himself getting too close too soon he pulled himself almost all the way off and took a few deep breaths before slamming back down.

billy groaned and gripped steve’s hips but let steve take what he wants, reassuring him that “yes, steve. ’m all yours, baby, only yours” and telling him how good he feels and when billy feels himself getting close he finally takes action and pulls steve down so all of him is inside steve. he grinds up into steve, making sure to hit that spot that makes steve sob and dig his nails into billy’s skin. he looks up at steve and tells him that he loves him, just looking into his eyes and saying “i love you steve. fuck, i love you so much, doll.” and steve’s cumming all over billy’s chest and he’s crying and billy’s groaning as he lets go, filling steve up and pulling his face down to kiss him.

and when steve’s ready, he gets off of billy and just straddles him. nothing sexy quite yet, even teenage boys in their prime need a rest now and then. billy looks up at him and asks what brought that on, brings up how steve usually isn’t that intense. steve tells him of course, looking down and staring at billy’s belly button and not his eyes like his jealousy was something to be ashamed of. billy tsks and grabs one of steve’s wrists. his hold was firm but the look in his eyes when steve finally looked down at his face was gentle. billy dragged steve’s hand to his chest and placed it over his heart. steve shuddered when he felt his own still-warm cum on billy’s chest.

“who scratched up my chest, steve?” billy said his tone soft but still conveyong that he expected an answer.

“me.”

“and who’s cum is all over me?”

“mine.”

“and whose bed are we in?”

“mine.”

“and whose fancy shampoo am i gonna be using after this?”

steve snorted, “it’s really not that fancy-”

“steve.” billy squeezed his wrist tightly for a moment and steve smiled at him.

“mine, and you better not use too much.” he rolled his eyes and billy winked up at him.

then billy pushed steve’s hand down harder onto his chest and steve looked down at where his hand was laying over billy’s heart. billy let go of his wrost and tangled their fingers together. “this is yours too. for as long as you’ll have it, my heart is yours, steve harrington.” billy’s voice was quiet, and steve couldn’t help it when his eyes watered.

he curled up on his own mess that he made on billy’s chest and added his tears into the mix of red and white. billy combed his fingers through steves hair. steve sobbed softly into his chest, trying to fit a lifetime’s worth of i love you’s into every exhale. billy whispered sweet nothings that only steve will ever get to hear. as steve listened to billy hargrove’s heartbeat and his own cum got into his hair, he thought about how many times he’s been burnt before in love. he thought all of those people that no longer mattered because he had billy now, and billy loved him.

Joyce and Jim:

the sound of flip flops on wet tiles gets louder and steve bites back on a moan. fuck, they’re gonna get caught if billy keeps this up.

they’re hiding somewhere in the locker rooms, and although they were absolutely positive they were alone, they weren’t, apparently. steve is sweating bricks and billy shows no sign of wanting to give up on distressing him further; billy’s hand gets down to steve’s dick to stroke it, and it’s really hard for him not to yelp at the feeling. billy smirks. shhh, he gestures. steve would punch the smug look right into billy’s face, but he doesn’t for the sake of not being caught.

the mystery guy starts humming to himself, and steve rolls his eyes so far into his head it hurts: it’s tommy. of course it had to be someone steve knew.

billy rolls his hips again, stealthy, and parts steve’s asscheeks with his hands to look at steve’s gaping hole. it’s pretty and pink, and the way it clenches around billy’s dick makes him want to pound it hard and rough but he can’t, because he really can’t be caught doing this by tommy.

tommy isn’t exactly one to keep secrets, both billy and steve know that. but contrary to steve, billy cares a little less about everything. so he fucks slowly into steve, steadily, until steve gets to the point where he’d really love to let go and whimper to his heart’s content, maybe scream billy’s name once or twice before coming, but instead he feels confined. he’s really on edge and billy’s breath ghosting over his neck is almost painful and unbearable because it sends his skin in a frenzy and he has goosebumps all over his body. he’s shivering, and billy’s letting out a small groan, so extremely subtle, and steve’s coming on the wall in front of him and on his own stomach and his dick leaks between his feet, on the ground.

billy’s following steve’s lead in a second; he’s obviously struggling to keep himself from moaning, but he’s doing great. steve feels billy’s cum everywhere inside him and it’s so warm and so good, he would yell if he could. if tommy wasn’t also there and if steve hadn’t heard him talk to himself and putting on his clothes.

billy and steve stay still until they’re sure tommy has left, but when he’s gone billy laughs. steve isn’t half as amused.

“come on, king steve,” billy jokes, “wouldn’t you have sucked tommy off to keep him silent?”

I’m just saying.

Both Billy and Steve know all the words to “Sister Christian” by Night Ranger.

BECAUSE HE GETS A COUPON. Okay okay okay, hear me out. Also forgive me, love, I’ve never been to build a bear. Making shit up.

Steve gets this coupon in the mail and he’s usually not into teddybears but he sees this picture of a bear in the ad and it has a pair of sunglasses on that look JUST like his. And he snorts and thinks, that’d make a cute present for Nancy. So he does it. He takes that damn coupon to the mall and stands there awkwardly, looking over all the choices completely lost.

“You look lost, Harrington.”