#caligator

01/24 just a silly comic of Steve couldn't wash the dishes in peace.

The Camaro, Billy's baby

Gifs by @cowboykeery

Hoo boy. What will Hargrove do?

billy gets dragged to hawkins and him and steve become sort of friends or whatever.

neil’s father dies and he makes billy go with him to north dakota for the funeral. gator pulls billy over for speeding almost immediately and billy’s all “what the hell, harrington? you followed me here? this how you get your kicks?” drags his eyes up and down and says “playing fancy dress too, pretty boy?” and gator, like. loses it ‘cause he’s ‘totally one hundred percent straight’ and who the hell does this guy think he is with his curls and blue eyes and freckles and-

billy sees he’s not kidding around. gets out the car and hands his licence over. ends up asking if gator has a brother or something and gator gets all cagey. they end up bonding a little over music and weed and gator gets all weird about billy ‘cause he has one hell of a crush now.

billy goes back to hawkins and corners steve about his brother and steve’s like dude what. i’m an only child— and billy’s like no look. and gets out a picture gator took of the two of them together and steve finds out that 1. yeah he has a brother. fuck— 2. he’s jealous as hell of the way billy’s talking about his brand new brother and 3. oh no. steve likes billy

Billy: aaww he's the law.

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“I love the way ya taste.” Gator whispered before he bit the swell of Billy's pec.

Billy spread his thighs even wider, welcoming the feeling of Gator pressing into him. Trailing kisses up Billy's throat and jaw Gator whispered against Billy's lips before kissing him deeply.

“Where's yer collar, hon?”

Unwilling to break the kiss Billy blindly reached up and fumbled for the leather. Gator's hand came up over his and grabbed the collar, his mouth still busy kissing Billy into oblivion.

“I want ta tie ya up again.” Gator said between kisses, slow and thorough. “N’ tease ya till ya beg me ta fuck ya.”

“Fuck, yes.” Billy breathed, nodding his head in agreement. "But I want you to fuck me with your holster on."

Gator slapped Billy lightly, just enough to sting and make him writhe. “Ask me real pretty.” Gator hummed.

“Please fuck me with your holster on, Deputy.” Billy panted out.

Gator smiled down wickedly, planting one final kiss to Billy's mouth before pulling away and grabbing his holster from the pile of his clothes on the floor. Gator made quick work of putting it on, then he grabbed for the ropes he stashed away in the bedside table. Billy was manhandled into the ropes that bound his hands behind his back and cupped his pecs so perfectly he could fit into a bra. Gator must have noticed Billy staring because he grabbed a handful and pinched at Billy's nipples.

gator and billy have eerily similar backgrounds… abusive bigoted fathers… watching their mothers abuse firsthand… getting the abuse turned on them at some point… abandoned by that mother… desperately trying to fill their fathers shoes…

and then imagine if they found each other…