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Two years ago I wrote Vecnavision 3D in a semi haze, lurking in this fandom. It's half fever dream, and the first fic I ever started for this fandom. Two years since it's release, and with Vecnavision: Game Over likely to be written after S5 comes out... enjoy a return to my favorite boys.
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"Come on, come on," Steve urges, yanking at Billy's shirt.
"Someone's antsy," Billy murmurs, dragging another unhurried kiss along Steve's adam's apple.
"Billy, we're supposed to be watching the gate," Steve breaks off with a gasp and a moan, arching his back. "We can't fool around all night."
"We can. And we should. That thing hasn't made a peep in over a month," Billy kisses Steve's jaw. "Relax."
"This is how horror movies start," Steve whimpers. He's staring up into the dark, because there's no streetlamps out here by lover's lake. He's gotten much too used to fumbling around in the back of the beemer like this, but something feels different about tonight.
Billy laughs deep in his throat. "Well if the hooked hand killer is gonna come after us for slutting it up... we might as well slut it up, right?"
Steve hesitates quietly. Fear trips down his spine, but lust along with it.
"You gettin' scared because it's Halloween, Harrington?" Billy asks, leaning back and smiling. He's got his thighs bracketing Steve's hips, and Steve can feel more than see him, feel the way Billy tightens his thighs a little, rolling his hips in tight circles. "Don't worry. I'll protect you."
"They say that in the horror movies too," Steve's grumble turns into a choked sound as Billy grinds down, the rough denim of Steve's jeans scraping against the head of his cock.
Steve pants, hips grinding into the space between Billy's hips.
"You're a menace." Steve bites out. "Oh, Billy, G-God... I... I don't have lube..."
"Hmmm... I guess I'll just have to get you off like this, like the slut that you are," Billy whispers, stealing his hands under Steve's sweater. "You mad we got put on duty now?"
"N-no," Steve admits. "Fuck Billy... just... please... quickly..."
He thinks he can hear something outside but he doesn't want to look. They'd taken up the offer to watch the gate tonight and to be honest Steve had been kind of hoping something like this might happen. If Hopper thought it was suspicious that they agreed to watch the gate together, he kept it close to his vest, because he and Murray were a few miles away watching the road gate.
"I... I love you, Billy, please quickly..."
Billy grinds up against Steve's cock again, sending sparks down Steve's spine. Billy makes a quiet noise, working against Steve with single minded purpose. Steve can hear the sound of Billy's family video vest swishing in the dark and he nearly wants to pout. He wishes they were home and naked and free. But at the same time he couldn't get out of this car for a million dollars.
"I love you too, Steve. Slowly. Don't get too worked up, right?" Billy growls.
Steve's chest warms from the inside out. He's still getting used to it. Not the sex, of course. Not the love either. But hearing that Billy loves him. Billy's not shy about it either, not when they're alone.
"Oh, you don't get too worked up," Steve shoots back, but he can't hide the fondness in his voice.
"Great comeback."
"Shut up," Steve slides his hand along Billy's arms, groping in the dark for one of Billy's hands. He can't seem to pry the other off of the curve of Billy's hip, feeling the roll and twist of muscles under the surface. Billy gasps, hips grinding without finesse. He knits their fingers together, tugging Billy back down for another kiss.
In the dark, he can still find Billy's lips. He could find Billy's lips anywhere. Their tongues tangle and Steve groans, digging his nails into Billy's hip. Billy's hips jerk and he must come, because he bites Steve's hip and
Steve tears away. "I wanna... I..."
Billy giggles, a little loopy, and the sound warms Steve's heart, "God, you're so hot."
He kisses Steve's nose. "Come."
Steve can't exactly come on command like that, it takes a few swirls of Billy's hips and he's groaning into the kiss.
"I love you," Steve shook his head, still coming down from the pulses of pleasure rocking down his spine. "You sadist."
Billy kisses him in reply, "Just distracting you from being a scaredy cat."
"I'm not-" Steve breaks off when the wind whistles against the car. He can't see Billy but he swears he can hear Billy smile. "We should-"
"We should snuggle a little, batman. You trying to sneak out on me?" Billy's joking, but there's a hit of insecurity there.
Steve sneaks up for a kiss. "You know you're the only one I love."
Billy smiles against Steve's list. "Alright boy scout."
"We can cuddle on the hood of the car." Steve whispers earnestly.
"Alright. Twist my arm."
Steve squirms. "I wish we had fresh clothes."
"Come on. We'll be home before you know it." He rolls off of Steve, his vest swishing.
Steve squirms still in his jeans, tugging at the waistband to try and relieve the over sensitivity. He grabs the flashlights and walkie from the front seat, while Billy grabs the blanket that had fallen down the backseat and tosses it over his shoulder.
Steve opens the passenger side door and steps out onto the wet dirt.
"Did it rain?"
"No? I don't think so. Unless you count your underwear, Pretty Boy."
Steve rolls his eyes, snapping on the flashlight. There's mud next to the car. Not exactly front page news. But it's like... really wet.
"I swear, the clearing wasn't wet like this," Steve frowns. "I would have noticed if the car was driving on mud."
Billy pops his head out. "You worried about your paint job?"
Steve ignores him, pointing the flashlight down into the dirt. Maybe it was a good thing that they hadn't gotten out of their jeans. The water looked nasty as hell.
He followed the trail of mud, down down.
"Oh shit," Billy whispers, scrambling out of the car next to him.
There's... like track marks coming out of the lake. Wet marks, like something has been dredged out of the bottom. It doesn't look like it was a boat or something.
"It's..."
"Footprints," Billy finishes for Steve.
Human footprints. Well. Human-like.
Steve whips around, looking around the clearing. He can't see anything but the car and the clearing, the trees that are always there.
"You think I'm a scaredy cat now?" Steve whispers.
But when he turns back to Billy, Billy's too pale looking. eyes darting around the clearing.
Steve wraps his arms around Billy's waist, pulling him tighter. He did promise cuddles. Steve might need them even more than Billy.
He flips the walkie once in his hand and then hits talk. "Road team, any changes? We need backup, at the lake. Code Red."
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