#ace!billy

and the first time they spend the night together, like spending the night, totally fine, nothing weird but seeing billy in his shirt for the first time? hes gotta like leave the room and calm down bc its somehow too much

and the first time they fuck, again steves good but then they shower together and steves getting overwhelmed and has to hop out early

like the big important scary milestones, steve breezes through, cool as a cucumber, but those small weird ones fuck him up and i think steve would try to be open and communicate about this stuff but hes also embarassed that hes freaking out about such stupid stuff! like hes been blown before, he doesnt know why seeing a guy sucking his cock freaks him out? hes seen girls wear his shirts before, why us billy any different? hes showered with someone else before why is still so weird?

and billy kinda laughs about it bc hes like its bc its gay, you were getting ready for the big gay stuff that youve never done before but you werent getting ready for the old things to be gay

I wrote a little Christmas fanfic for the @harringroveholidayexchange in 2020 and since we can claim our works now, here's mine, I hope you enjoy it

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington Characters: Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington Additional Tags: Harringrove Holiday Exchange, Christmas, Harringrove, ace!steve, ace!billy, Christmas Presents, coming to terms with past toxic masculinity, stop forcing hypersexuality on men, Present Shopping, that's why you talk budget, post!Starcourt, tw: scars, Recovering Billy, Miette the cat Summary:

last but not least HfBLM request, nonbinary billy for @gideongrace 😚💕

this took me so long I'm so sorry

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Billy always pushes Steve away when they get too intimate. It's not really on purpose, kind of like a reflex thing.

"Like when the doctor puts the popsicle stick on the back of your tongue and you try to push them away," is how Billy explained it after flopping back onto the bed, frustrated.

Which is fine, he's basically relearning what love is and how to let himself be touched and how to trust the people he's around. Steve's not upset, would never get upset about Billy setting boundaries and trying to stay in his comfort zone.

But

Billy says he's ready to go, he wants to let himself be with Steve, to be touched and held and loved. He just can't get over that first bump, can't make himself take that leap.

So Steve has an idea. An insane idea, but honestly it might work.

How the hell do I tell him I want to tie him up and not fuck him though?

thanks so much for sending me this! this is gunna be kind of a continuation of this post but you don't need to read it to get what's going on

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Steve kisses Billy on a lazy Sunday afternoon like they've been kissing for forever. And Billy is vibrating where he sits, Steve's lips and tongue searing him.

Billy swings himself into Steve's lap without thinking, just wants to feel Steve everywhere. Steve rests his hands on Billy's hips, drawing slow circles with his thumbs under Billy's shirt.

"I don't want your dick, you know that right?" Billy asks, breathlessly as he plays with the hair at the nape of Steve's neck. "I don't want any dick, that's not something I can do, if that's what you want, we gotta stop now."

Steve laughs his gorgeous sunshine laugh that kinda punches Billy in the gut before leaning in to peck Billy's lips.

"Why would I want your dick when I already have your heart?" Steve asks with the stupidest grin on his face.

Billy snorts and laughs so hard he almost falls out of Steve's lap.

"That was the cheesiest thing I've ever heard, you absolute dingus!"

"You've been hanging out with Robin too much if 'dingus' has made its way into your dictionary!"

Billy presses their foreheads together as they laugh, a little high on bliss right now.

"I meant it Billy." Steve kisses him soundly. "I don't care about fucking, like at all."

"Yeah well 'men have needs' and all that shit, you can't change your mind in a month and try to convince me to hop onto your cock because you're horny, I'm not into it, so save the energy and fuck off now or--"

"Billy," Steve whispers and gives him a meaningful look. "I'm asexual too."

"Wait..." Billy stares at Steve for a second. "You're...why didn't you tell me!"

"I thought you knew that!" Steve laughs as their noses bump.

Billy gasps then groans.

"I thought you just...I thought you meant you understood what I was telling you. I didn't know you meant you get it." Billy smushes Steve's face in his excitement.

Steve laughs and hauls Billy as close into him as possible and kisses him deeply. Billy returns the kiss but their smiling too much into it for it to be more than a press of their grins.

They kiss and touch for pretty much the rest of the day, basking in the feeling of each other and knowing that they're on the same page.

aaaaah! gideon! ilysm thx for all the prompts and shit 💕💕💕

(uh preface I guess? this fic thing mentions that "this man fucks" thing that's going around? I know it makes some ace people uncomfy so I figured I'd put a warning? idk)

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Billy is giggling. Full on, elementary school, giggling.

He brandishes a pair of vibrant purple booty shorts that say "chick-fil-a wants me dead" in sparkly black letter with white and grey stripes on the sides.

"Oh my god put that back! I'm not buying you that!" Steve barely holding back his own laughter.

"Oh c'mon! It's in ace colors! And you know I would look absolutely stunning in this shit! You're being aphobic." Billy rolls his eyes while smirking and not putting the shorts back.

"Oh whatever!" Steve shoves Billy's shoulder playfully. "Why do you care if you look good anyway? Tryin'a woo any ladies lately? Any lonely moms?"

Billy gestures to himself like it's obvious. "This man fucks metaphorically. The ladies and moms alike woo themselves under my name."

That makes Steve cackle.

"Only metaphorically?" Steve teases ruthlessly.

"You, out of everyone in the world, know I don't fuck. The only one who knows."

"And I hold that title with honor." Steve leans in a pecks a quick kiss onto Billy's cheek. "Now go pick an actual outfit out? Please?"

"If I hadn't shown you the back, you would have bought them," Billy grumbles.

"Well who's fault is that!" Steve laughs back.

Billy flips him off.

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Steve is in the middle of brushing his teeth when he hears that fucking giggle again. He bounds into the bedroom to find Billy laying on his stomach, kicking his legs up and--

He's wearing the fucking shorts.

He shoots Steve a delightfully evil grin.

"Di' 'ou fu'kin' steal dose shor's!" Steve garbles around his toothbrush.

"What was that, baby? I don't quite understand that!" Billy flutters his eyelashes like a bastard and cups his ear.

Steve rips the brush from his mouth and puts his other hand on his hip. "Did you fucking steal those shorts!"

He over-enunciates and gestures with the toothbrush, flinging spittle everywhere.

Billy grins his shark tooth grin and that's all the answer Steve needs. He tosses his toothbrush into the sink and tackles Billy. Steve tries to pin him down while Billy chants be gay do crime, be gay do crime, be gay do crime.

Steve doesn't even want to know what the neighbors think.

"I don't know what I expected! I knew what was gunna happen if I came out to him! AND IT DID! What was I excepting 'and everybody cuddled and lived happily ever after, the end'? Bullshit!" Steve vents to Robin from the corner he's tucked into.

"What do you have against happy endings pretty boy?" Billy snarks as he muscles his way through their shitty door that likes to stick.

Robin shoots him a look that says 'not now Hargrove' from where she's crouched in front of Steve.

"Wait what happened?" Billy asks as he catches on to what's going on.

"I came out to Alex and we had a like four hour argument about it and broke up! We broke up because I'm ace! We broke up because I 'didn't give him a proper warning' and I 'falsely advertised who I was'! God this is so stupid, I'm gunna go take a nap." Steve hauls himself up and wipes his eyes as he storms over to his room. He just about slams the door shut and Robin turns to Billy.

"You have to tell him."

"What! No I don't!"

Robin purses her lips and raises an eyebrow, challenging Billy.

"He's upset, I'll wait for him to cool off--"

"He said he's done dating. This is like the fourth or fifth time something like this has happened. So you are going to go in there and tell him everything."

Billy lets him shoulders drop, rubs a hand over his face and nods.

"Good. I'm gunna make some food." Robin smacks a hand onto Billy's shoulder before turning into the kitchen.

Billy gently taps a knuckle onto Steve's door. "Hey Steve? I'm coming in, I gotta talk to you."

There's a muffled groan on the other side of the door but no protest so Billy enters.

Steve's curled up and buried under all of the blankets in his bed. Billy sits in the space Steve's curled up legs provide.

"Look I...you're like my best friend. Better than Robin, but don't tell her that. And I guess I just...I hate seeing you like this and this is probably not a super great time for this but...I'm ace too...or demi...maybe grey, I don't really know, but I'm there and I get it and I wanted to tell you a long time ago but I got scared and didn't...and I really like you, a lot and I know this is awful timing but--"

Steve sits up slowly while staring at Billy.

"Say all of that again right now." Steve's voice is dead serious.

"How the hell is your hair already this big of a mess, you've been laying down for less than five minutes!"

Steve reaches out and holds Billy's chin gently to make him face Steve, make him make eye contact.

"Say it again."

"I'm ace and I really like you."

There's a pause that's not long enough for Billy to up and leave, but if it were a second longer he would have left.

"I could have been dating you this entire time?" Steve whispers.

"No, I was too scared to ask you out. But you can date me now?" Billy whispers back.

Steve rests his forehead in Billy's.

"You bet your ass I'm gunna date you now, cm'ere."

And kissing Steve is so much better than Billy ever could have imagined, hoped, or dreamed of. And it's better than kissing anyone else because it's Steve, because Billy doesn't have to worry about what happens after the kiss, what the kiss means to who he's kissing.

Robin bangs on the door, causing them to jump apart.

"It sounds like you idiots worked your shit out, I made spicy stir fry when you guys are ready."

Steve presses his face into Billy's neck and Billy shouts a yeah, be out there in a sec! back.

"We gotta get her a girlfriend soon," Billy mumbles into Steve's temple, who just laughs.

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"Hey, how'd you know we were all good and not like...in the middle of talking?" Billy asks around a mouthful of Robin's stir fry with his ankle hooked around Steve's under the table.

Robin swallows whatever's in her mouth and gestures with her chopsticks.

"Steve's a really loud kisser, I can hear him from like a mile away--HEY! OW stoppit!" Robin starts laughing and covering her head as Steve throws an oven mitt at her and starts wacking her arm with the other one.