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Fine - Billy Hargrove One Shot +18

Minor DNI

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Billy Hargrove x female reader

Based off of an ask by @billysbot :

SMUT, lots of pet names, language, oral (male receiving), unprotected p in v, practically plotless, ownership kink, cum play, manipulative Bills; canon-typical assholary

★Lightly edited★

Y/N’s POV:

“Co’mere,” you whisper through panting breaths, tugging Eddie towards Steve’s room. The speakers blare from downstairs; the upstairs of the Harrington’s packed like a brothel.

Eddie takes you into his arms, pinning you against the wall; deepening your kiss. You moan against his lips, rolling your hips to soothe the want between your thighs.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Eddie mutters between kisses; his soft, sweet lips moving effortlessly with yours. “Been waiting for this for a while. I-”

“The fuck is going on here?” You hear the deep bark of your ex. Ugh, Goddamnit. “Kissin’ my girlfriend, Munson?”

“Not your girlfriend, Hargrove,” you snap.

“Since when baby?” He steps a little closer. You feel Eddie’s grip loosen; setting you on the floor, fear setting in as Billy closes in on the two of you. You grit your teeth, feeling your anger swell.

“I’ll call you. Okay?” Eddie whispers, hastily; looking at Billy out of the corner of his eye. You can tell he's nervous; which is valid, honestly, because you belong to Billy whether you hate him or not.

“You won’t,” Billy laughs. “You're not gonna talk to her ever again. You understand?”

“Yeah - yeah. Understood,” Eddie mumbles as he meets your eyes again. “M’sorry, sweetheart.”

“Call her sweetheart again. Please,” Billy pleads; an unhinged look in his piercing blue eyes as he challenges Eddie to say one more fucking word.

Eddie turns on his heels, disappearing down the steps.

“Have a nice night, honey,” Billy smiles; flashing you a wink, following close behind Eddie.

You reach out, clawing the shoulder of his red button-down; yanking him back to you as he releases a manic laugh. SLAP. The sound of your hand cracking his cheek resounds through the hallway.

A wicked smile spreads on Billy’s lips; your act of violence carrying the opposite effect, Billy craving more per usual.

“I fucking hate you,” you hiss.

“Sure you do,” he hums; as he steps closer, backing you into the wall. It’s true… it’s not just lip service I fucking hate him. I hate the way I can’t get over him, the way he’s constantly on my mind even when he treats me like absolute dog shit; the way he says I’m the only one; but, can’t quite seem to keep that promise. I hate that I still love him. “Were you gonna fuck Munson?” He winces, looking back at you in disgust. “Are times really that tough?”

“Leave me alone, Billy.” You blow by him, shoulder-checking him on the way to the stairs. He reaches out for you, hauling you back in. “Where do you think you’re goin’?”

“To find Steve. He’s always a good time. And, he’s not scared of you. Bigger dick too.” Lie.

“Fuck you,” Billy growls; his ego bruised as you strike a nerve. A devilish smile tugs on your lips this time.

“We done here?” You chuckle; just pressing his buttons further.

“Not even close.”

Billy’s lips crash into yours, taking your breath away as his hips push into you, guiding you back to the wall. You can feel his bulge, rock-hard against you as he grinds, keeping cadence with your kiss. You give in momentarily; hands, skimming up his muscular body, resting on his firm chest before shoving him off.

“Get off of me!”

You stride away but he grabs you, tossing you effortlessly over his shoulder. “Remember that safe word? I haven’t heard it yet, princess. You must still want my cock. Am I right or am I right?” He sneers as he steps into Harrington’s room, slamming the door shut.

“Billy!” You scream; doing your best to fight your way out of his arms; but, he’s right. He's all you want.

“You think I’m happy about this?” He snips. “I was about to fuck, Rachael Dalton. Pretty little thing; sweet fuckin’ ass, perfect tits. And then you, you decided to sneak in here with Munson. And we can’t have that now. Can we?”

“Why? Why can’t you just leave me alone?” You groan.

“‘Cause you’re mine, baby.”

He can't be serious.

“I’m not, Billy. You don’t own me.”

The corners of his lips curl into a little smile. “Well, we both know that isn’t true. Is it, sweetheart?” Billy lunges forward, lips locking with yours. You kiss passionately, gasping for air, gripping his long locks; your body aching for contact.

Heat fans across your being; a steady pulsing between your thighs, an ache in your core that was missing with Eds. No one would ever compare to Billy. It's fucking infuriating.

His blood-red shirt is pulled taut across his broad shoulders; chest fully exposed. You pull at what little buttons remain; Billy quickly rips his shirt off the rest of the way.

You reach for him instantly; drawing your hands from his strong chest through the ripples of his abs, following the deep indentations of his v-lines to his leather belt. You suck off his bottom lip, biting down hard enough to pinch; making Billy moan before shoving you against the wall.

Billy’s rough hands follow the zipper between your breasts, drawing it down slowly; savoring each new inch of bare skin, until your little dress falls to the floor. "Such a whore f’me," Billy chuckles, looking at you lustfully as you stand in front of him in nothing but red lingerie.

“Not for you.”

“Bullshit… Who else would you wear this for? Tell me.” He’s right. Fucking asshole. Billy reaches behind your back; unclasping your bra with a single hand as the other grips the hair at the nape of your neck. He reaches down, tugging at your delicate lace panties; ripping them away.

"Fucking dick," you moan breathily as he takes your nipple in his mouth, swirling lightly; moving to the other as he palms your curves.

"These fuckin' tits," he mumbles, drunkenly against your chest as he continues to play. The other hand reaches down, skimming up your inner thigh. A thick finger glides through your folds, toying with your entrance; your obvious excitement making him release a needy moan. “You say you hate me; but, this pussy says otherwise.” Billy slaps your cunt, making you fuss.

“Stop, Billy.”

“Just say the word, doll, and I’ll stop,” he taunts as you finger the button of his Levi’s, splaying the zipper. “You don’t even know what you want,” he murmurs.

“Shut the fuck up,” you groan as you snare his denim, pulling it and his boxers to his feet as you lower yourself to your knees.

You move back slightly as Billy foots closer, bullying you back to the wall. His eyes beg for you, as you lift his hard length to your plush lips.

"My girl looks so good on her knees. Fuck," he pants; throwing his head back as you swirl your wet tongue around his reddened tip, swiping the lick of precum leaking from his swollen head.

You wrap your lips around him as Billy reaches down, taking your head in his hands; sinking onto his cock as you take him slowly to the back of your throat. Billy grips your hair, pulling slightly causing you to moan and hum, as you start to bob back and forth.

You can feel his thick dick throb on your tongue; every ridge and vein, gliding in and out of your mouth. "S-Shit, baby," he pants; eyebrows knitting tightly.

You add your hands, following your mouth as you work. A slight twist causes Billy to moan; his stance shifting. Taking your tongue you stroke the underside of his shaft, making his thick thighs quiver.

"What would you do without my dick?” He grunts as you deep-throat his cock; gagging slightly. You feel tears roll down your cheeks, dripping off your chin.

Billy slams his hands against the wall, thrusting into you suddenly; moving you even closer to the wall as he uses your mouth to stroke his cock; your head pressed to the partition.

"I'm gonna cum, princess," he moans. You cup his balls in your hand, rolling them gently; feeling as they tighten. "Ugh... Christ," Billy grunts; spilling his load deep into your throat. His eyes pinch shut, fluttering open slowly. "Holy fuck," he huffs.

You stand up, watching his beautiful, stupid fuckin’ face as he comes down from his high. He wastes no time taking you back into his arms, mouth meeting yours. "You hate me. Huh? You sure about that? You weren’t throatin’ my cock like you hated me," he mumbles between kisses.

“You treat me like shit. You’re a fuckin’ dick. You’re a liar. How could I not hate you, Billy?” You whisper against his lips. “You’re a disrespectful asshole and your only positive quality is your dick.”

He smiles against your lips; a deep laugh rumbling in his chest. “I’ve got a nice ass too.”

Billy pumps his dick a few times, kicking your foot to the side. You spread your legs as he guides himself to your warmth. You feel his fat cockhead swirl around your entrance; a tug as he starts to stretch you out before drawing out completely. "Fuck... You're soaked," he groans; thrusting himself in fully, taking your breath away. “Gettin’ all worked up over suckin’ my cock?”

"N-No," you stammer.

"Who’s the liar now?" He draws out, thrusting rougher; making you whimper as you feel him fill you to the brim. He wraps his arms around your ass picking you up; you fall deeper onto his shaft, crying in pleasure as he ruts roughly. Billy pumps into you quickly, fucking you out of your heels; landing on the floor below.

He draws you off the wall, walking you to the bed; kissing messily before laying you on your back. Billy mounts you again; gripping your thighs, pulling you to the edge.

He wraps your legs around his shoulders; taking his dick in his fist again. Billy runs his cock along the length of your soaked silk, gathering your arousal before pressing himself in nice and slow.

He rocks his length into you, playing with depths; watching your eyes roll back as he drags out. Your breasts bounce with each clap of your ass against his hips.

Taking your ankles in his hands he pulls them straight up in the air, using them as leverage to drive deeper. "Shit, Bills," you cry; feeling the pressure of his length and the tugging of the stretch.

"Bills?” He stammers as he watches you get closer and closer to the edge. “Using nicknames again I see. You giving in, baby? Or, are you just goin’ so dumb on my cock you can think straight?”

“Shut up.” SLAP. You smack him across the face again, making him growl in pleasure.

Billy reaches for your wrist, pinning it against Steve’s plush mattress; grabbing the other as well, lowering himself to your lips. “You gotta stop slappin’ me or I’m gonna fall in love with you all over again,” he groans.

Billy reaches his arms down, looping them around your body before tossing you higher on the mattress. He spreads your thighs widely, spitting on your clit before stuffing his cock back inside.

Billy’s body slaps against yours; his hand greeting your greedy cunt, rubbing small circles on your aching pearl. You close your walls tightly around him, causing Billy to throw his head back in pleasure.

"Whose pussy is this?” He moans, breathlessly.

Your eyes roll back in your head; lip bitten as you hold back the words he's longing to hear.

"Whose fuckin’ pussy is this?” He snarls as his large hand wraps around your throat, picking up the pace; an unrelenting tempo as you feel your pleasure near its peak.

“Fuck you,” you spit. His hold tightens, a smile spreading on his lips. You can feel your pulse under his hand as your eyes flutter shut. “Yours,” you whimper.

"Good fuckin’ girl… Want me to cum in this tight cunt? Make you cum?" He taunts.

"Yes. M’gonna - Fuck, Billy," you cry as your body flutters around his cock.

Billy moans your name as he floods you with his seed; panting through jagged breaths as he continues to work you through your climax.

Billy’s eyes shut heavily as he feels you relax around him. He wraps himself in you, nestling into the crook of your neck.

The two of you reach for a breath; hearts banging against each other. He draws back not soon after; his hooded eyes meet yours, that same smirk setting on his kiss-bitten lips.

"Still hate me?" He asks, breathlessly; scooping his sandy blonde bangs off his sweat-glistened forehead.

"Yes," you whisper; knowing full well that meant nothing now.

"M’sorry,” he rasps. You roll your eyes and look away; but, he grabs your face, guiding you right back in again. "Will you be my girlfriend?" Billy asks, his tone gentle and warm, contrasting everything leading up to the point.

"You can’t be serious?” You whisper. “Hell fucking no.” A little scowl tugs on his lips. “I wasn’t kidding, Billy. You’re not good for me. I can’t trust you.”

"That’s not true. M’good for you,” he pouts. "You love me. I know you do.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“C‘mon, princess,” he whispers against your neck as he draws his cock out nice and slow. His eyes fall between your thighs, watching your shared releases slip out of your entrance. He swirls his thick fingers, stuffing it back inside; toying with your cunt as his eyes plead with you to say ‘yes’.

“Fine.”

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[munsluyt]

Bathroom Sex

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b.h smut

pairing: billy and f!reader

genre: pure filth

summary: sex w billy in his bathroom

content & warnings: penetration, degradation, overstimulation, dacryphilia, billy getting too rough with you after a fight w his dad

A/N: I’m sorry, I haven’t written in for-fucking-ever but I needed to get this out of my system. Don’t judge me too harshly, I’ll get better as I start writing more often again. Plus I really feel like there needs to be more Billy posts <3

requested: no

word count: 1k +

Billy was moaning into the back of your matted hair from behind, ruthlessly running his cock in and out of your wet cunt over and over and over, with so much force you could hardly fathom how much longer the night could carry on like this.

Delicious but all together disgusting sounds were filling his quiet bathroom, skin slapping on skin along with Billy’s hands smacking your ass raw as both of your moans coated the walls, coinciding together within the small confined space.

He’s been fucking you for at least an hour straight now, but you weren’t completely sure, genuinely losing your grip on time. You’re becoming so unbelievably sore from his relentless pace but he’s not even close to being finished.

Billy was groaning out deeply every time you clenched your warm walls around his throbbing cock, all too aware of the fact that the delightful torment he was inflicting on your body was slowly wasting away your mind.

“Fucking hell (Y/N).” He gasps “Do that again, God I love when you squeeze around me like that.” You whimper weakly in response to his unfamiliar praise, your tired throat incapable of anything more.

He tisked at your piteous disposition. “Aw… you poor thing. You’re so fucking pathetic aren’t you? Baby girl can’t take her Daddy’s cock can she?” he cooed in your ear, his tone laced with contempt.

You didn’t have an ounce of strength left in your body and all you could muster out was a string of moans falling from your open mouth, saliva running down your chin.

Your knees began to buckle underneath you, your body giving out on you by the second, breaking under his cruel affliction. You knew this was going to be one of those times where he wasn’t letting up until you were crying and begging for him to stop and God knows you were nearly there.

He had already came twice and you five before him. He was a persistent fucker, you’ll give him that. But there was something seriously bothering him tonight and you could tell by the abuse currently being plagued against you.

Assuming it had to be another altercation with his father, something you’d no doubt receive an ear full of sometime later, you gathered you would be able to properly soothe his nerves once he calmed down but for now he was using you as his own personal stress reliever, in which he had a particularly bad habit of doing.

Sweat is starting to running down his tanned chest, gathering in his curls across his forehead simply unable to pull the air into his lungs at steady rhythm but at this point he’s determined to fuck you senseless… until the pain stops burning in his veins, until he’s completely and utterly numb.

Pulling the freshly lit cigarette from his wet cherry lips with his free hand, the other wrapped securely around your waste holding you up with a vice grip making sure that you wouldn’t collapse on the floor.

Billy’s lays his the cigarette into the ashtray on the marble counter next to you, careful not to let it go out. As if you couldn’t quickly enough, pulls your face as close to his as he possibly could in this position, Billy’s hot breath fanning against your face and hair.

Muttering through his harsh thrusts “Look at me when I fuck your little cunt baby. I want you to watch me ruin you.”

You couldn’t find in you to meet his dark gaze, his demeanor entirely too overbearing. I mean you could barely hold you eyes open.

You turned your head away from him, trying your best to deflect his commanding words and praying to God he would just let it go. But that wasn’t in Billy’s nature, now was it?

Billy’s head tilted to the side, raising his brow and gave you a little “Huh.” to your blatant defiance. It more of statement then a question. He nodded placing the delicate wrap of paper between his teeth but not before his hand came across face with a brutally hard smack.

“What. did. I. just. fucking. say?” He spit, driving himself as deep as he possibly could into your core. His hand squeezing around your throat “Hmm? Are going to keep being a fucking brat? Go on, keep it up. I promise you you’ll regret it sweetheart.” he bellowed, seething through clenched teeth.

His grip around your neck growing tighter with every word he spat at you. Your face was tingling due to the lack of oxygen, the color draining from your face. Flinching at the sheer volume of Billy’s voice you advised yourself it would be much smarter of you not to make this that much harder on your self, if you wanted to breath that is. Seemed like a fair trade.

“I’ll listen, Daddy I’ll listen p-please.” you choked out, reaching for your throat, panic settling in you nervous system as the air left your lungs completely and didn’t return. “Then do as you’re told.” Forcing your head forward has he ripped his hand away, thankfully, releasing his grasp from your tender throat.

You gasped in the air around you desperately, giving your best attempt to collect yourself but it was nearly impossible in you current state. Billy didn’t leave you time to recover before his hands were back on your face, pressing his fingers into your cheeks firmly, his index finger and thumb forcing your lips to jut out in ridiculous pout. “Are you going to be a good girl and listen now?”

Your eyes snapped open to meet his furious one’s. “Yes sir, I will, I will.” you pleaded your voice breaking half away through. Your emotions had finally gotten the best of you as the tears that had been pricking at your eyes and swelling in the back of your throat for the last 20 mins had finally spilled down your cheeks with a small sob.

A sickening grin crept across his mouth at watching you crumble under his dominance, his features softening some and you thought maybe, just maybe he’d ease up on you now that you were upset but he only picked up his pace inside of you causing you scream out, Billy enjoying your pain that much more.

His thrusts began slamming into you at an agonizing pace, so hard there were bruises forming along your hip bones on the frame of the counter he had you crushingly pressed against. Items scattered across the floor, crashing down around you both as you trash under him, repeatedly crying out his name the tears running down in streams from eyes further dampening your red, sweaty and hair clamped face.

Removing the cigarette from his mouth once more Billy pulled you back to him so his lips could meet your swollen ones in a feverish kiss, only for them to pull away just as quickly as they came, a string of spit following their in absence.

“That’s. my. fucking. girl.” He grunted almost at a growl with every thrust of his hips. He had you a blubbering incoherent mess, witnessing your sanity slip away from you, your body going into shock.

He snaked his hand across your ass, coming down violently across the tender flesh and leaving yet another burning mark on the once smooth skin that was now riddled with purple and red handprints, blood rising to the skin.

“O-h my- Oh my God, Bil-ly… I can’t- fuckin-g take it anymore!” You cried, sobs breaking your every other word.

Your begging ultimately worthless as it only pulled him closer to the edge, sending shivers down his spine and right to the tip of his pulsing member. Instead he pulled you up by your legs taking them under his arms, raising you up on his chest from behind and continued to fuck you deeper then you could possibly stand. You weren’t able to comprehend how but it just kept getting worse.

“Jesus Christ!” you’re fully screaming out against him, grasping onto the nape of his neck from behind for dear life. “Look at yourself sweet girl, look what I’ve done to you.” He huffed through jagged breath tossing his head toward the bathroom mirror for you to look up into.

You didn’t hesitate to listen, terrified of any other punishment that might follow if you didn’t obey him. When your eyes fell open your gaze pulling up to the mirror in front of a chill ran through making shudder at your massacred figure . It was a gruesome display, every inch of your skin painted with pinks, blues and reds. Looking completely ravaged.

You couldn’t imagine cumming again but you felt a wave of pleasure wash over you as you watched him drive his dick in and out of your aching pussy, your wetness running down your thighs and down to his balls.

“Just look at yourself baby, look what I’ve done to you.” Billy purred against your neck. “You’re such a good girl for me, letting me take this out on you…” he sounded as if he was worshipping you but actions said otherwise, pressing a warm kiss to the side of your burning cheek never stopping for a moment, relentlessly driving himself inside of your cunt.

“Billy please, please cum, I can’t- I just can’t. I’m begging you.” You cried, borderline hysterical.

“Yeah? Just a little longer baby. I’m almost… there. Come on, you can do it.” His voice barely above a whisper, as he continued raising you up and down on his cock viciously, followed by your screams, losing control of your body entirely, squirting all over yourself and Billy’s thighs as your body shook violently against his toned chest.

That sent him over the edge. With a loud groan he buried his head deep into the crook of your neck letting out a animalistic growl, his nails digging into your skin as his third orgasm of the night overcame him.

His own legs began to tremble from the work of it all, as he grew weak himself. Billy mumbled your name a few times, placing kisses against your hot skin, switching on you completely now that he’d worn himself out.

He slowly rode out his high sliding in and out ever so softly now, cursing each time he did. When he finally came to a halt inside you releasing his grip on your thighs, he set you down gently, letting your exhausted body sink down the wall behind you.

Resting on the cold tile of the floor a sigh surpassed your lips of pure bliss and honest relief.

A small hiss pierced the silence of the room as the faucet began to run. It took everything in you to lift your head up in search of Billy, who was running a cloth under the rushing water. He’s never really been much of one to take up in aftercare so you were a bit confused.

Billy found his place next to you soon after, “What?” he questioned you, as if he had no idea what that perplexed expression was doing on your face.

A smile ran across your face so hard your cheeks began to ache. “Oh nothing, just didn’t realize you had a soft spot there, Hargrove.” Rolling his eyes he pulled you closer to him by your forearm “Shut up.” he muttered, earning a small giggle from you.

Billy without a word, began pressing the cold rag to the nape of your neck and carefully to each one of your reddened cheeks, your eyes fluttering shut as he did so. It almost hurt as you felt your heart swell at the small act of kindness.

Once Billy was satisfied with his little task, he chucked the now lukewarm fabric into the sink behind you both but not before extending his arm out to you, inviting you to rest there. You didn’t hesitate in accepting the the rare sentiment, leaning into him, embracing the warmth of his skin against yours.

Exhaustion spread throughout your body leaving you limp against his, somehow, stable frame. You sighed in contentment, feelings as if you had achieved something.

He was finally starting to break his walls down with you. Knowing Billy wasn’t necessarily all that comfortable with the prospect of intimacy but it was in these small moments that you didn’t question it, you were certain that he loved you.

Playing with his fingers as you sat with your thoughts, you pressed a gentle kiss to the back of Billy’s hand, silently thanking him.

You adjusted yourself so you were able to see him properly, Billy seemingly blissed out. You shook your head running a hand through your hair as laughter erupted from your chest one last time.

“All I know is… we need to get you a fucking stress ball or something.”

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[writing-wh0re]

Heyoooo I saw that your requests are open and I'm absolutely screaming because OH MY GOD WHAT A PROMPT LIST

So may I request, “If they touch you again, I’ll break their fucking hands” + Bodyguard AU + Billy Hargrove?

I'd probably faint it you wrote this!! Thank you so so much! 😍💖🙏

All writings will be #writing-wh0re-requests

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2,572

Warnings: Smut 18+, Explicit Language, Praise Kink, Sir Kink, Vaginal Intercourse, Unprotected Sex, Oral (female and male receiving), Jealousy, Language.

A/n: I have re-written this so many times trying to make it right, I hope you enjoy this Leyla! Thank you so much for sending this through!

Being the daughter of a powerful man wasn't the most ideal situation but it did have its perks, like getting into exclusive clubs, penthouse apartments in New York and my own sex god of a body guard, can’t complain.

“Y/n, I expect you to be there?”

I flick my eyes up from my phone, looking up at my father, his best friend Mike smirking at my confusion.

“Uhh, could you repeat that?”

My father tuts, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“My birthday party tonight, I'm hoping you'll make an appearance.”

“If I must.” I smile up at my father as he nods, ticking my name on the guest list.

“That completes the list, be there by 9pm.”

My fathers phone buzzes on the table as he excuses himself and walks out of the room. I noticed Billy standing by the door, a swift wink sent my way as I felt my cheeks heat up.

“Will you let me buy you a drink tonight?” Mike asks, his eyes looking from my cleavage to my eyes.

‘Ew’

“Let's see where the night takes us.” I stand from my seat, feeling Billy’s hand on the small of my back as he pulls my chair out for me, guiding me out of the room.

I wave goodbye to my father as Billy and I get into the private elevator, leaving my fathers penthouse.

I lean against the back wall, the cool marble refreshing against my back. Billy leans on the wall to my left, his arms crossed.

“I hate Mike.”

I smirk at his mumbled comment, humming in agreement. Billy pushes off the wall, his body standing in front of mine, towering over me. I look up at him, his hand tucking a fallen strand of hair behind my ear. Billy licks his bottom lip as my heart hammers in my chest. This isn’t the first time I’ve been this close to him. My mind quickly wanders to where I want this to lead, internally slapping myself knowing Billy won’t cross the line. His hand cups my cheek, his thumb brushing against my bottom lip. My breathing becomes uneasy, butterflies erupting inside of me.

“He is not buying you a drink, got it?”

I bite my lip, nodding in response as Billy shakes his head.

“Tell me you understand.”

“Yes Sir.” I whisper, watching Billy’s eyes darken as the elevator tings signalling the doors open.

“Good girl.” Billy whispers guiding me out of the elevator and to the car. Billy opens my door, sliding in beside me and providing the driver with directions.

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I rummage through my closet, sorting through the outfits, trying to find something to grab Billy’s attention.“Oh.” My fingers brush against the red silk dress, “Definitely this one.” I slip out of my robe, pulling the dress up my body, backless with a halter neck, slightly showing off side boob. The dress sits against my mid thigh, the addition of my black stilettos tying the whole outfit together.

I spray myself with perfume, quickly applying clear gloss to my lips. I look over myself in the mirror hoping to drive Billy crazy.

I swing open my bedroom door, meeting Billy in the hallway, his eyes instantly roaming up my body. I smile posing slightly as Billy chuckles.

“You look great.” I compliment, noticing Billy is dressed in all black, a black button up with the top buttons undone and sleeves rolled up, paired with black pants and shoes.

“So do you.” His fingers brush up my arm leaving goosebumps in his wake. Billy bends down slightly, our lips inches away from each other before his phone vibrates, pulling away from me. Billy sighs before answering, quickly finishing the call before looking over at me. “Car is waiting.”

I nod, following Billy to the car, mentally slapping the driver for interrupting our moment.

| | | |

“The princess is here.” Mike beams, my father right by his side.

Billy stays close to me as I hug my father, taking a champagne glass from a nearby waiter. My father quickly dismisses me, walking through the party to greet other people.

“Drink Hargrove?” Mike asks

Billy shakes his head as Mike pouts.

“C’mon it's Silver's birthday.” I slightly cringe at my fathers nickname, watching Billy decline Mike again causing the man to shake his head.

“Well you’re boring.”

“Just doing my job.” Billy retorts.

“Pfff, please, little princess doesn’t need saving here, everyone loves y/n.” Mike smiles, his eyes wandering over me lingering on my side boob as I cross my arms. “You’re stunning.”

Billy’s jaw tightens as he moves closer to me, standing slightly in front of me. I quickly finish my champagne, needing alcohol to get through this night.

“Ah, let me buy you a drink.”

“She’s good.”

“I'm good.”

Billy and I respond at the same time, a small smirk on his lips at my response.

Mike rolls his eyes, walking away from the two of us.

“God why is he so interested in me, he’s literally my dad’s age.” I cringe.

Billy chuckles, his eyes looking at me.

“You’re stunning so I don’t blame him.”

Butterflies erupt inside of me as I blush, hiding my face by looking around the room.

“Here princess.” My whole body stiffens, my eyes widen as Mike’s arm falls around my shoulders. Within an instant Billy pulled me from Mike’s embrace and stood in front of me.

“What the fuck are you doing.” Billy spits, grabbing Mike by the collar.

Mike laughs, avoiding Billy’s gaze.

“Simply providing the princess with a refreshment.”

“After she said no?”

“You’re making a scene.” Mike spits, smiling at a few people looking at him.

“Don’t fucking touch her.”

“How much is Silver paying you to care about her?”

Billy uses his grip on Mike’s collar to throw him to the ground, the drinks he was holding splashing onto himself and the floor.

“Billy, let's go.” I grab his arm, pulling him closer to me as he looks at me, his eyes running over my body quickly for anything out of place, noticing I’m uncomfortable he nods in agreement.

“You’re a fucking idiot, do you know who you’re messing with?”

Billy sighs, turning around to Mike and bending down to his face. Billy whispers something to Mike that makes his eyes go wide before he shakes his head mumbling a ‘Yes Mr Hargrove.’

My mouth falls open in shock as Billy laces his fingers with mine, pulling me through the crowd of people. My eyes quickly scan the room for my father, seeing him with a blonde girl on his lap as she laughs at something he said. I cringe at the sight, thankful that Billy is taking me home.

“What did you say to Mike?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“But I want to know Billy, what did you say?” I pull my hand from his, standing in the lobby of my father’s hotel.

Billy tilts his head back a deep sigh leaving his lips, frustration oozing from him. He spins to face me, closing the distance between us, his body heat enveloping me as our eyes lock.

“I told him if he touches you again, I’ll break his fucking hands. No one touches you, especially that jack off.”

My heart races before my mind can process, I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him down to meet my lips. Our kiss is messy, lips, teeth and tongues smashing together as Billy pulls my waist against him, pulling me up into his arms. I wrap my legs around his torso, his hands holding my ass as he walks us towards the waiting car.

We fumble into the car, Billy tells the driver my address before pulling me into his lap, ignoring all his typical road safety rules.

His lips fall to my neck kissing and sucking on my skin, his hands running up and down my exposed back.

“God, I crave you.” His whispered words mixed with his lips on my neck cause my panties to flood with wetness, wanting nothing more than Billy.

“Billy, I need you.”

Billy pulls away from my neck, his eyes locking with mine before flicking to the driver.

“Mind your fucking business and drive the car.”

I blush having forgotten about the driver and hide my face in his neck.

“You’re safe with me.” Billy whispers, running his fingers up and down my back.

“I know.” I whisper, kissing his neck, dragging my tongue up throat as he grips my hips. I smirk against his skin, having found his sweet spot. I suck and bite leaving my mark on him.

The car stops as Billy rushes us out of the vehicle without another word to the driver.

We barely made it to my apartment without pulling our clothes off each other. The moment the door was shut Billy was pulling my dress off. The only light filling the room is from the city below, a mix of whites, reds and blues bounce off the walls and our skin.

“You’re beautiful baby.”

My heart flutters, my fingers working on the buttons of Billy’s shirt. My fingers drag down his chest, fumbling with his belt as Billy’s hands cup my breasts, his mouth capturing my nipples, sucking on the hardened nub.

“Fuck Billy.”

“Uh uh, what do you call me baby.” “Sir.”

Billy groans, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pulls my head back, locking his eyes with mine.

“Such a good girl for me, aren’t you baby.”

I nod as Billy chuckles, shaking his head.

“Yes sir.”

Billy smirks, kissing me softly, biting my bottom lip and pulling it away from me.

I pull Billy towards me by his belt loops, undoing his pants as I drop to my knees, my heels providing me with more height, becoming level with his cock. I look up at Billy, holding his dick in my hand, dragging my tongue from the base to the tip. His breath becomes shaky, my tongue swirls around the throbbing head, sliding my lips down his length. I feel his fingers tangle in my hair helping guide my mouth up and down his cock. I tilt my head back, taking more of his cock slipping into my throat as Billy’s moans fill the air.

“Holy fuck, yes baby.”

I moan around him, pulling his cock from my lips with a pop as I tap it against my tongue, kitten licking the tip.

“God.” Billy moans, his hands running through his hair as I smirk up at him, winking.

Billy bends down quickly pulling me up into his arms. His cock brushes against my red thong, his lips smash against mine, walking us towards the huge living room window and pushing me against it.

I gasp looking at the city below, holding onto Billy tighter, my heart racing at the thought of the only thing separating us from the world is the cold glass.

“You’re safe with me, remember baby?”

“Always.” I whisper, his smile illuminated by the city light below.

Billy softly places me down, falling to his knees and placing my leg over his shoulder. He places a soft kiss against my clothed clit; I whimper at the contact, rocking my hips forward as he pulls my thong to the side.

“You’re soaking, so needy for me.” I moan in response, his tongue tracing my pussy lips, teasing me. He blows air on my glistening slit, his fingers slipping inside of me. My head rests against the window, my fingers tangling in his hair, his tongue swirling around my throbbing clit, dragging up and down, tracing numbers earning a gasp to fall from my lips. He curls his fingers inside of me, keeping a slow steady pace to match his tongue.

“Fuck Billy.”

Billy groans against me, lapping at my core as if he would never get the chance again, savouring every stroke. His free hand reaches up my body, cupping my boob and squeezing the skin as he sucks my clit, Billy’s fingers pressing against my g-spot.

“Right there, fuck.” My legs tremble against the glass, Billy continues his pace, my fingers pull at the strands of his hair, my hips grinding against his tongue and fingers to reach my high.

“I’m-fuck, cumming Sir.”

Billy moans against my core as I tighten around his fingers, covering them in cum.

My chest rises and falls, Billy kisses my thighs, trailing kisses up my body. His lips wrap around my nipple looking up at me.

“Please, Sir, fuck me, I need you Billy.”

Billy smirks, pulling away from my body as he runs his cock up and down my slit, the nudges against my clit causing small shocks to rush through my body. Billy holds my leg up under my knee before slipping inside of me.

I gasp at the size of him, his thick cock stretching my walls. Billy smirks at me, looking down at his cock buried inside of me.

“You were made for me baby.”

“Only you.”

Billy kisses me, his hips thrusting in and out of me slowly, building a rhythm. My mouth falls open, the sound of skin slapping skin accompanying my moans.

“Look at me baby.”

I lock eyes with Billy, my hands tangling in his hair.

“There’s my pretty girl, you take my cock so well.”

I groan in response, my pussy tightening around his cock at the praise. Billy licks his lips, his signature smirk on his face as he grabs my other leg under my knee, placing his hands on my ass, holding me off the ground.

“Fuck.” I dig my nails into his shoulders leaving marks on his skin.

The new angle allows for Billy to slip deeper inside of me, the grip on my ass helping his thrusts as he bounces me on his cock.

Billy captures my lips in his, our moans mixing as our tongues fight against each other.

“I’m close.” I whisper, pulling Billy closer to me for support as I slip my fingers between my slit, rubbing my clit.

“Fuck baby.” Billy moans, watching me play while his cock continues to slide in and out of me.

“God, don’t stop, please.”

Billy picks up his pace causing my legs to tremble around his arms. His hands grip my ass tighter, his pace slowing slightly.

“Cum for me baby, cover my cock”

My mind falls fuzzy, feeling his cock twitch inside of me, his lips fall to my neck, sucking and biting as his moans vibrate against my skin.

“I want you to fill me Sir, please.”

“God, I’m going to ruin you.”

Billy opens my legs a little more, going faster before his hips falter, cumming deep inside of me.

His head falls on my shoulder, keeping his cock inside of me, both of us catching our breath, holding each other.

Billy gently pulls out of me, letting my legs down, my heels unbalancing me slightly.

“I’ve always wanted to fuck you against this window.”

I giggle slightly at Billy’s comment, looking over the window that is slightly fogged up, a few imprints marking the clear glass.

“I’ve always wanted you to fuck me.”

Billy smiles, cupping my face in his hands and kissing my lips softly as if I could break.

“Please stay.” I whisper, wrapping my hand around Billy’s wrists, his eyes searching mine.

“Baby, I will never leave you.”

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[hawkins-losers]

Hiii! Can I please request prompts 3, 18 and 56 with Billy :) female reader pls pls pls

(‘’I’m naked!’’ - ‘’Was that supposed to stop me from coming in?’’ + “My face is pretty comfortable if you need somewhere to sit.” + “Is there anything that doesn’t make you horny?”)

A/N: Dacre’s eyes and eyebrows <3

Warnings: spanking

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You had a huge smile on your glossy lips as you slipped on your prettiest lingerie set. It was red and didn't do a good job at covering anything. The panty was backless and the bra cup was cut right above the nipple. A small move and you have a nip-slip. Billy was going to go absolutely feral when he'll see it - when he'll see you in it.

After a week of watching him flirt with the Hawkins female population at the pool - moms included -, you wanted him to pick you over all the other bitches. You wanted to be the prettiest, the hottest to his eyes.

You spend a little too long posing in front of the mirror, trying to find your best angles and admiring yourself, and didn’t see the time flying. Before you had time to put your dress on, your brother had answered the door and Billy’s voice echoed in your hallway, announcing his presence.

Shit.

You abandoned your mirror and reached for your dress which was still on a hanger. ‘’Don't come in! I’m naked!’’ It wasn’t true, but you didn’t want Billy to see your sexy lingerie so soon.

Alas, you should’ve known that Billy would take this as an invitation to come in. He’s a guy, he would never miss an occasion to see a hot girl naked.

You didn’t have time to put on your dress when you heard the doorknob jiggle, the door creaking as Billy opened it. ‘’Was that supposed to stop me from coming in?’’

His eyes instinctively landed on you and your barely covered body, staring you down intensely and shamelessly. ‘’Damn, babygirl. We might have to have dessert before the main course.’’ Billy swiped his tongue over his lips, hungry and horny.

You chuckled softly, feeling sexy and desired under his stare.

You took a quick glance south, seeing a bulge growing in Billy's pants. It was easily visible through the tight denim he had on.

His body's reaction boosted your confidence, making you want to tease him.

“Is there anything that doesn't make you horny?” you asked, slowly walking over to Billy.

He eagerly got his hands on you, pulling you closer to get a better look at you in that lingerie set. His blue irises traveled down to your decolletage and down to your full breasts. They were threatening to spill in the confine of your small and delicate fabric of the cup. Billy brushed his thumb over the half cup ever-slowly, causing your nipple to harden under his touch.

‘’Look at that. Your body is responding to me so fast,’’ Billy pointed out, pulling the cup down and smiling at your peaked nipple.

‘’You’re no better, Hargrove.’’

Billy’s chest rumbled as he laughed. ‘’How can I not when you look like that? I’d eat you up like apple pie if I could.’’ He dipped his head and dipped his head to your neck, kissing your skin languidly and finishing with a small bite, making you hiss.

‘’You haven't seen the back yet.’’

Billy pulled back from your neck, confusion spreading on his face. Before he could ask questions, you grabbed his hands and put them over your bare ass, a glint in your eyes as you waited for his reaction.

A low growl came out of Billy’s lips, taking a firm grab of your plump ass cheeks. ‘’Change of plans, we’re staying in tonight.‘’ He lowered his hands to your thighs and lifted you, making you squeak in surprise and hold onto his shoulders.

He dropped you unceremoniously on your bed, then crawled over you. In this position, you could feel Billy's hard on on your inner thigh, the rough denim brushing close to your pussy. You thrusted your hips, purposely creating friction between your bodies and Billy groaned.

‘’You're such a fucking tease, you know that? I should turn you over and smack that pretty ass.‘’

You whimpered at his words, thrusting your hips again. The last time Billy had a go on your ass, your cheeks were so sore that you had to sit on a pillow the whole following day. You liked the stinging his hand leaves behind though.

“Please, Billy,“ you begged. “I want that.“

‘’Thought your pretty ass was too sore the last time?’’

‘’I don’t care. Spank me, Billy.’’

You didn't have to beg again, your words going straight to Billy’s dick, making it impossibly harder. He flipped you over, getting a full sight of your ass in the backless panties. “And, if you're too sore again, my face is pretty comfortable if you need somewhere to sit.”

On that, a loud smack echoed in your bedroom.

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[hargrovesswifee]

Curls

Small Blurb

Summary: Fixing and maintaining Billy's curls hehe also a transition from S2 Billy's hair to S3's

Warnings: Fluffy Fluff

A/N: This is actually the first time I'm uploading some of my writing/blurbs on Tumblr omg, don't know how to feel or react LMAO

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"Billy what do you use to manage your curls?" You asked him as he laid in between your legs resting his head on your lower stomach, playing with his tangled knots of his dry and brittle curls, asking him with concern in your tone.

"Um, soap, water, and aqua net spray. Why?." Billy replied sluggishly as he was slowly falling asleep in the comfort of you playing with his hair.

"You don't use any sort of curl defying conditioner and styling cream for your hair?" You again asked him in shock and worry for his hair.

"Am I supposed to be using that?" Billy scoffed against your thigh, trailing his thumb along the skin of your thigh.

"Your hair is screaming at me for help, did you not know you need to maintain your curly hair?"

Billy gazed up at her as you looked at him with a confused expression as he thought to himself carefully before answering.

"No..?"

You couldn't help but burst into laughter at how cute yet confused Billy was at your questions, making question why you were laughing.

"First thing tomorrow we're getting you hair supplies and I'll teach you how to take care of your hair."

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"STOP SQUIRMING" You shouted softly as you ran your fingers through Billy's hair with a comb to get all product layered and lathered in his curls.

"Well stop pulling on my hair! It hurts!" Billy grunted and winced as you continued to comb through his hair.

"I'm literally almost done stop complaining."

As you continued to run your fingers and comb through all areas of Billy's mullet, finishing the process by stuffing his hair into a bonnet for his hair could soak up all product.

"Do I seriously have to wear this?" Billy complained staring at himself in his mirror with a sour expression to his face.

"Every night, but I promise you it'll be worth it." You grinned at him as you finally sat at the foot of his bed.

As you both settled into his bed for the rest of the night, eventually falling asleep into each other's arms, until all you could listen too was quiet complaining coming from under Billy's breath on how his bonnet kept bothering him in his sleep, you couldn't help but wait to see the look on his face on his finally cared and healthy curls in the morning.

You felt the brush feeling of Billy's curls and body hovering over you in your sleep, all his weight on your body making you slightly jolt awake focusing on Billy practically smoother you, your eyes focusing on adjusting to the brightness of the morning sun seeping into his bedroom, then on the beautiful, healthy, voluptuous head of maintained curls on your chest.

"I love you." You heard Billy mumble against your arm.

"Told you it was worth it." You whispered as he rose from his position to roll his eyes at you and place a lazy soft kiss to your lips.

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[dilf-whore]

Hiiii I have a billy x reader req :D (Fluff)

So the reader and Billy are sleeping together (cuddling, etc.). And the reader is slightly annoyed at Billy because he keeps hogging the reader's blanket because it smells like her. But Billy loves how it annoys her since he does it on purpose just so the reader can come closer to him. 

get you

pairing: billy hargrove x f!reader

genre: fluff

A/N: i’m sorry this is so short 😭 i hope you still like it though hjhjftgsswyni

requested: yes

requests are OPEN

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Goosebumps appear on the surface of your skin when your blanket is swiftly pulled off your body, the cold atmosphere making you slightly shiver. You look over Billy whose attention is all on the movie you’re watching in the TV screen - your blanket on his lap, you furrow your brows and pull the fluffy blanket back over your cold figure. 

Soon after, Billy pulls it again and puts it on the other side. You gasp in annoyance and glare at him, “Billy what the fuck are you doing?”. A mischievous grin forms on his face and turns to look at you, “well since my girlfriend is so far away from me, I’m gonna go hug her blanket instead because it smells like her” he replies with an innocent tone. You chuckle and scoot closer to him, wrapping your arm around his waist and resting your head on his arm. “Is this close enough?” you ask. 

“Hmm.. no” he playfully replies. Billy slings an arm under your knees and one around your waist, lifting you so you could sit on his lap. “Much better” he smiles. You grab the blanket beside him and place it over you both - now more comfortable. You both continue watching the movie, his breathing soothing you and his body warming you up more. 

Not everyone knows it but Billy Hargrove’s a clingy man, always has to have a hand on you. He craves for your touch all the time, he just enjoys having you close on his side - makes him feel loved, a feeling he never thought he longed for. You’re not complaining though, you’re also clingy yourself and not just that, you really feel safe and at ease when his skin is against yours.

“You could've told me to come closer than torment me first” you say as you look at him, adoring his long eyelashes that adorns his beautiful blue eyes. Those eyes are killing all the ladies you smile to yourself.

He playfully shrugs, “You look hot when you’re pissed off”.

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[prettytoxix]

Lets get out of here 🚗

Billy Hargrove x Reader

POV: he’s not a jerk 🤗

Summary: you bring up the idea of leaving Hawkins to Billy

Content: fluff, blurb, maybe a tiny bit of angst

Word count: 644

Billy’s room is quite plain. Always has been from what he’s told me. He says he likes to keep things simple. Waking up in it is always relaxing though which is nice. It’s probably 4:30 or 5:00 by the time I wake up.

Last night was a rough night for Billy as I take it. He called me late last night asking me to come over. When I got here he was just… different. Billy isn’t the type to open up very much, even to me. He doesn’t like to be in a vulnerable position. But last night he was telling me all these terrible things his father had said to him…about him. I just feel terrible for him.

I woke up before him. Both of our bodies still entangled from last night.

“Billy?” I whisper.

“Yeah, doll?” He replies in a low gravely voice, eyes still half closed.

“I have an idea that might be a bit of a stretch.” Our legs are still intertwined and his arm wrapped around my waist.

“What would that be?” His focus more towards me now.

“What if we left? You know?… we just…leave.”

“What do you mean by that?” His eyebrows furrow with confusion but driven by intrigue.

“I mean we just pack our things and leave. Go somewhere else. Start new.”

“Like… a road-trip? Or like forever?”

“Forever.” He sits up causing me to follow his lead. He pulls me into his lap and looks me in the eyes.

“Are you serious right now?” His eyes are filled with a sort of joy and relief with the idea of running away. Running away from this town neither of us signed up for. Running away from the hurtful and moronic people in our lives.

“I mean yeah… why not?”

“If you’re fully serious right now you need to let me know because I will leave with you right now!”

“Billy! I’m serious!” I giggle into his chest. He takes my face in both of his hands and kisses me. He jumps up and grabs a few things. Stuffing some clothes into a bag. He grabs his wallet and throws that into the bag too. He stuffs all the spare clothes that I keep in his room into the bag.

“This should be good for starters, right?”

“Yeah it’s a good start.” I chuckle.

He grabs my hand and urges me to get ready. He throws on a quick outfit. His denim jeans with a white shirt accompanied by his denim jacket. I just put on my baggy blue jeans, my black tanktop, and my black converse.

Billy grabs the keys to his car and we go outside as quietly as we can. We hop into his car and he looks over at me with this exhilarated look in his eyes.

“Are you ready for the adventure of our lives?”

“Absolutely! But we’re gonna have to stop and grab some essentials first. Including coffee.” I laugh.

“Yes, smart. I like your style, y/l/n!” He turns the engine on and reverses out of the driveway quickly. We drive for about five minutes before pulling into a 24 hour mart.

We fill a basket with all sorts of snacks, pre made sandwiches, drinks, everything you need for a long car ride.

When we jump back into the car we have to decide on a direction. I ask Billy about California. I tell him that I’d always wanted to see California and he quickly agrees.

We prepare for a long car ride, getting cds ready, and snacks at our disposal in the front.

We start heading out towards that way. The road to the freeway was long and the colors of the sunset flooded the car. We rolled our windows down, our hair blowing in the wind. Both of us wearing sunglasses against the sunrise. Nothing can stop us now.

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[harrywavycurly]

Omg omg would you do a text thing with Billy? If not that’s okay. I’m just curious. I love the whole Eddie series

Hiii babes!! So sorry if this isn’t good I’ve never written Billy before so if you don’t like this I totally get it!🙈💖

*a/n In this Billy isn’t an asshole he’s just like protective also it’s a fem!reader*

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[movies-to-add-to-your-tbw]

Title: The Broken Hearts Gallery

Rating: PG-13

Director: Natalie Krinsky

Cast: Geraldine Viswanathan, Dacre Montgomery, Utkarsh Ambudkar, Molly Gordon, Phillipa Soo, Arturo Castro, Suki Waterhouse, Sheila McCarthy, Nathan Dales, Ego Nwodim

Release year: 2020

Genres: romance, comedy

Blurb: Lucy is a young gallery assistant who collects mementos from her relationships. She discovers that she must let go of her past to move forward, and comes up with an artistic way to help herself and others who have suffered heartbreak.

#the broken hearts gallery #pg13 #natalie krinsky #geraldine viswanathan #dacre montgomery #utkarsh ambudkar #molly gordon #phillipa soo #2020 #romance #comedy

[littledemondani]

I ship you with Eddie Munson or Dacre Montgomery (not Billy Hargrove bc he's a douche but Dacre is gorgeoussss) - @munson-blurbs💚

dacre is fucking gorgeous 🤤😍 like sir pls bend me over and do every filthy thing imaginable. respectfully 😌

who do you ship me with and why

#asks #munson-blurbs

[emsgoodthinkin]

NSFW| Billy Hargrove loves plus sized women; I just know it

“Oh YES! ya feel that baby?Baby you feel me? You feel my dick punching your pussy?”

“I-I-I- fuck pleas—“

“What? You what?

“I- ah— oh my FUCKKING GOD I-“

“Tell me baby! cmon tell me”

“It feels so fuck— ucking god; please don’t st-t-top”

You’re on top, in his lap tits in Billy’s face, his strong arms wrapped around you suffocating your back fat; holding you as you fucks up into your throbbing cunt. Your stomachs hanging out clammy & stuck to his but he couldn’t give a rats ass ;

He’s staring up at you like you’re an angel with such a sexy yet, angry and hungry expression it’s enough to make you fucking sq—

“YES FUCK YES, baby that’s it fucking squirt on my dick” he says pounding into your now tightening hole even harder

Your back arching barley a squeak bubbling from your throat you can’t stop wetting his thick length and sack—

“Billy, Billy, shit yes yes yes shit—“

“That’s it, give it to me, give it all up to me—fuck! gonna cum in you baby—“

He’s grunting biting onto your shoulder as he spills and covers your walls

“Goddamn princess you’re beautiful. That was amazing; love this fuckin pussy, love you baby”

“Love you billy”

reblogs appreciated :>

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[writingfortoomanyfandoms]

9 23 and 30 from your promp list with dacre montgomery xx 😙😙😙

Sure thing dude

Speech 9 - “Have you seen my shirt?” “…which shirt?” “You’re wearing it, aren’t you?”

Speech 23 - “I’m not good enough for you”

Speech 30 - “I’m so lucky I have you”

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“Everything alright?” Y/N mumbled as she lazily blinked her eyes open to see Dacre searching around their room with his brows furrowed in confusion.

“Have you seen my shirt?” He asked, looking over at her. He was still naked from the previous nights activities, his hair mussed up and his eyes tired but his lips were pulled into a soft smile that warmed Y/N’s heart.

“... which shirt?” Y/N asked, her eyes falling closed again, trying her best to feign innocence despite being well in the knowledge that she was wearing the exact shirt that Dacre was querying her about. Silence fell between them for a moment and Y/N could almost feel the suspicion radiating off of her boyfriend before:

“You’re wearing it, aren’t you?” Y/N let out an innocent laugh that she knew left him rolling his eyes.

“It was just the first thing I saw, y’know?” She offered and Dacre sighed heavily, trying his best to feign annoyance, though he knew that she saw right through his act.

“You’re so lucky you’re cute,” Dacre huffed, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and walking over to their closet to get out a different shirt for him to wear.

“Where are you going?” Y/N whined as Dacre made his way over to the door. He chuckled at her tone of voice and looked over at her. She was pouting at him from their bed and when she saw him looking at her she stretched her arms out towards him helplessly, clearly wanting him to return.

Dacre raised his eyebrows at her and shook his head.

“I’m going to make us some breakfast, babe,” he told her, watching her pout fade to be replaced with a wide smile.

“Will you bring me coffee?” She asked a little shyly and Dacre nodded, his heart swelling with love for ehr.

“Of course.”

“I’m not good enough for you,” Y/N declared dramatically, falling back on their bed and Dacre burst out laughing, returning to their bed and sitting on the edge of it, brushing away the hair that had fallen into Y/N’s eyes.

“Even knowing your just joking about that hurts,” he told her, leaning down to peck her lips. “Seeing as though I’m so lucky I have you.”

New Year, New Characters

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[mrs-hollandstan]

doing Dacre’s makeup!!!!

Adorable. He's got such a pretty face as it is.

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"You have... the prettiest eyes for this." You unfocusingly mumble to Dacre as your brush the dark eyeshadow over his lid. He smiles, the highlighter on his cheekbones sparkling at the gesture. He plays with his own fingers,

"Yeah? This stuff gonna make my eyes pop?" He poses. You nod,

"Yeah. The blue would too but I don't think that color would compliment the rest of the look." You add further, stepping back to admire the look. He hums, watch you come back in for a little more on each eye. You set the palette aside and sigh,

"You asked for liner right?" He nods,

"Just a little wing. Nothing too bad." He says with a shrug. You nod and pick up to pen, sitting in front of him, feet placed on the chair around him,

"Keep your eyes closed for me." You remind him which he nods to before licking his lips. You lean in and with ease and precision line his lashes and flick the pen up to create a small wing at the end. You do the same to the other eye before leaning back and admiring. You hum approvingly before turning back to the array of makeup,

"Just brows and lips pretty boy. What do you want on your lips? Do you want a gloss, a matte lipstick... you definitely don't want a stain, that shit'll stay on your lips for the next week. Uhmmmm... a tint?" You look up at him and he shrugs,

"How bout a... a matte? Like... whatever looks good." He says. You nod and lean back in with the brow pencil, setting up the lining before gently shading it in, leaning back every so often to see that they're parallel. He smiles each time, rubbing his hands together. He's nervous, but excited to see the finished product but he knows you'll do amazing. You've never looked bad doing your own makeup and nothing's going to change that on him.

Setting the pen aside, he watches you sort through the array of lipsticks and glosses, chewing the inside of your cheek as you figure out what would look best with the smokey eye look you'd conjured up on him. He watches your hand come from the bag with a nude matte, pulling the cap from the lipstick and turn back to him,

"Just relax your lips okay?" He nods and does as he's told, watching you focus in on his lips, brushing the cream feeling object across his lips. He smiled when you sat back, your own lips turning up,

"What?" You quiz. He shakes his head,

"Nothing, you're just really cute. So focused." You roll your eyes, fixing the mistakes you'd made before leaning back again and checking again. You do this a few more times before you nod and cap the lipstick,

"Cool... you're good." You say, moving the chair you'd been sat in away from him. He stands and walks towards your vanity mirror, gasping when he sees himself,

"Shit Y/N. I'd date myself." You giggle, watching him turn his head and admire your handiwork. Resting your hand on the desk, you watch him,

"Yeah? You like it?" He nods,

"I love it. You're got a real good hand at this. This is pretty as hell." He tells you, puckering his lips a few times. He turns to look at you when he catches you staring,

"What?" He asks. You shake your head,

"Nothin... you're just... you're really beautiful Dacre." He turns to face you further, smile on his lips widening just the smallest bit,

"Yeah? Where's this comin from?" He asks. You shake your head,

"Just the fact that you find beauty in everything and be flawless without even trying. It's just... it's perfect. You've always been like that. I've always liked that about you." You say with a shake of your head. He cocks his own,

"Really?" You nod. looking up into the bright blue eyes, accentuated by the dark makeup around his eyes,

"Yeah, of course." You tell him. You stare at each other for a moment before Dacre raises a styled eyebrow and starts to turn away from you,

"Noted." He says, making you giggle.

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[aliasimagines]

warnings: mentions of Neil's abuse towards billy

You pulled the covers over your head trying to block out the violent sound of the raindrops crashing against your window. 

You heard a series of knocking causing you to sit up. You saw nothing so you tried to calm yourself by saying it was just the wind but when you heard it again you stood up to look outside. You saw a figure standing right outside your window. A scream almost left your lips but then you saw that it was Billy. Quickly opening the window you helped him climb in. 

"Hey" he breathes out. You look him up and down. 

"Strip." you say as a greeting. 

"So eager for me baby" he chuckles, moving to kiss you but you stop him. 

"No Billy! You have to get out of your clothes, you are soaked. You're gonna catch a cold. Come on." you help him shrug off his denim jacket. While he gets rid of his jeans and shirt you walk over to your wardrobe to grab one of his shirts you sneaked into your possession when he wasn't looking. Don't judge. It's comfy to sleep in. 

"Hey, I was looking for that one!" you heard him exclaim. You shush him, not wanting to wake up your family. You throw the shirt at him and climb back to bed. He quickly follows you and wraps his arms around you. You place your hand on his cheek gently. 

"Did something happen?" 

"What, can't I just randomly see my baby in the middle of the night?" he asks coyly but sighs when you give him a glare."He didn't beat me, so don't worry. He just pulled my hair and shouted at me." 

You brush your fingers over his jaw line with a pained expression. 

"God, Billy...I-" 

"Y/n, it's okay." 

"You know that it's not. I just- You could move here, you know. It would take a bit of perusing to get my parents to agree but you basically always sleep in my bed already." you whisper. He closes his eyes, takes your hand and places a small kiss on it. 

"I can't." 

"But-" 

"I'm afraid he'll move on to Max if I'm not there." 

You gasp. 

"He.. He wouldn't…would he?" 

"I don't know but I don't want to find out either." he cups your face in his hands and looks at you, although he can't see much in the poorly lit room. "But hey, I survived so far, didn't I?" 

"Bil-" 

"Can we drop it, baby? Please." 

You nod, kissing his forehead . 

"I love you Billy, okay. Please know that." 

He pulls you close. 

"I know, babe, I know." 

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[athenaeum-simps]

Credit:- @grimyfrightz on Instagram

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[avenging-fandoms]

I have something for sin hour! It’s for Billy Hargrove from Stranger Things :)

Billy is the king- of almost everything. Girls, Drinking, Basketball, Sex- hell EVERYTHING. And it pisses off (reader), so she tries to make him jealous by talking to guys, wearing skimpy clothes- the whole nine. And it pisses him off so much, he wants to make sure you know he owns you.

i got a little carried away with this..... enjoy :)

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“go billy!” “yeah billy!” made you roll your eyes so hard they nearly popped out of your skull. billy looked over your head and winked at the girls and you heard them giggle.

billy looked at you and looked you up and down with a hungry smile. you shook your head and he went back into the game, hearing steps next to you and someone sat beside you.

normally you would tell any guy to fuck off, but since billy wanted to flirt with other girls, you saw the opportunity. “what’s a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?” the boy smiled and you return one back. he was attractive, a nice smile.

“just watching the basketball game. not very interesting” you answer as you watch billy dribble down the court and make a basket. you look at the boy, uncrossing your legs and smoothing out your skirt. “yn”

“jack” he smiled, shaking your hand and you bite your lip softly. “you’re not interested in this game? well can i take you somewhere when you can be interested?”

“i wish i could, jack, but i have to go home with my brother. but here is my number, and give me a call whenever” you jot it down on a piece of paper and the final buzzer sounded, stuffing the paper in the pocket of jack’s shirt. you smirk and kiss his cheek, feeling billy’s eyes on you as you hop off the bleachers. 

you slid on your sunglasses and headed outside, pulling off your jean jacket and pushing your hair back. “hey!” you smirk and turn around slowly, a sweaty shirtless billy speed walking towards you. “who do you think you are, hm? flirting with that guy in there, huh?” you pulled your sunglasses to the tip of your nose, looking at him in his angry eyes. 

“i just played your game, hargrove. you wanted to make flirting gestures to those girls, so i just flirted with jack” 

“oh the twerp has a name?” he smirked and you push your sunglasses up, walking towards his car. 

“take me home, billy” you hopped into his sweltering car, holding your hair up and fanning yourself. he got in and turned the car on, the both of you rolling your windows and billy blared his music, speeding home. he pulled to the curb outside of your house, turning down the music. “bye, billy”

“hey” billy grabbed your hand before you got out and you pulled away, circling around to his side. you lean on the window, his face getting closer to yours. “you’re still my girl?” 

“not when you flirt with other girls” you smirk and swiped his nose, swaying your hips as you walk to your front door. you look over your shoulder and blow a kiss to billy before walking into your house. you knew you had to get back at billy, and you knew just how to do that. 

the next day you told billy you weren’t going to school that day, and you didn’t really feel bad for lying to him. you twisted the phone cord around your finger, rolling your lips to spread the lipgloss that billy loved to taste as you kissed him. 

“did you leave for school yet? .. oh good, can you please give me a ride today? .. oh thank you harry, you’re the best. see you in a bit, bye” you hung up the phone and grabbed your bag, reading a magazine as you waited for steve. he honked his horn and you put the magazine on the table, locking the door behind you and heading to his car. 

“you look smokin’” steve smirked and you laughed, pushing your skirt down as you got in his car, closing the door and rolling down the window as you cool down from the warm morning. 

you held onto steve’s bicep as you two walked in, billy doing a double take as he sat in his car watching max. he ripped his sunglasses off of his face, clenching his jaw as he spotted you with the kid he wanted to beat into a pulp the most. 

billy sat in the back of the classroom in a couple of your classes, and you pretended like he didn’t exist until the last class of the day. every class you had with him, you’d act extra flirty towards some boys and billy would roll his eyes and shake his head, knowing that you were getting payback. 

the final bell rung and you dropped your folder, billy picking it all up and slamming it on your desk. you look up at him with puppy dog eyes, his jaw clenched. “you said you weren’t coming to school”

“guess i changed my mind” you tucked your things away and billy followed close behind you. he opened your door and you got in, putting on his sunglasses and he slammed the door, making you jump a bit. 

“we’re going to my house. ‘rents aren’t home and max is going to hang with her friends” he held your face and rubbed his thumb over your lip. “so you’re all mine, babe” billy got you eager now, and you couldn’t stop squirming. he noticed out of the corner of his eyes, reaching over and taking his sunglasses. “how long has it been, babe?” you look at him with slight furrowed brows as he pulled into his driveway. he killed the engine and looked at you. “how long has it been since i touched you?” he smirked and pushed up your strap on your dress, winking and getting out of the car. 

you scoff and slam his door, billy walking into his house. you throw your bag on the floor, billy grabbing a water from the fridge. you smirk and dial your phone at home, no one answering which you had hoped. “hi steve.. nothing’s up, i just wanted to hear your voice again” you bend over the table a little, twirling the phone cord around your finger, seeing billy creep around the corner as he eavesdropped on your fake conversation. “i know, thank you for the ride this morning, billy didn’t want to give me a ride. probably flirting with other girls, you know him .. yeah i’m not doing anything, i’m actually a couple minutes from yours, i can come by. make sure you have condoms, steve. bye” billy stormed over and grabbed the phone from your hand, letting it dangle and holding your throat as he backed you up against the wall. 

“i think i’m gonna head out for a little bit, i’m gonna go hang out with steve. at least he doesn’t flirt with other girls while he’s in a relationship” you smirk and billy’s nose presses against yours. 

“you’re so jealous, huh? you hate that other girls want me, hm, princess?” he said softly, his voice low and making your underwear soak. 

“is that why you stormed over to the phone when i was having a fake phone call with the one guy you’re so jealous of?” you bit your lip and smirk, his eyes darkening. 

“you are mine and only mine, and i’ll fucking make sure you know it” he grabbed your hair and you two head up the stairs, pushing billy into his room and closing his bedroom door. 

“and you don’t think you’re mine, hargrove? you are my pet, my body for a fuck, and maybe the occasional date. but” you squished his cheek and he sat on the bed, looking up at you. “i am yours, and you are mine, billy hargrove” you smirk, kissing him desperately and straddling his waist. you pushed his shirt over his head and gripped his hair, pulling it to the side and littering his neck and chest in hickeys, nothing he could cover up. 

“you really think you’re in charge here?” he smirked and pulled you to the bed, stripping you of your clothes. “can steve touch you like this, baby?” he mumbled against your neck, fingers trailing down your stomach and rubbing your clit slowly. you gasp and look at him, gripping his hair as he slid his fingers inside of you. 

“i want your tongue, billy” you push him to his back, billy pushing off his shorts and underwear. you hover over him and he licks his lips, holding your ass as you slowly sit on his face. you moan as his tongue takes no time to lick up and down your folds. your fingers run through his hair as you grind your hips against his tongue, moaning. “fuck, steve, fuck yes” you didn’t even mean to let steve’s name slip from your mouth, but it riled billy up. he flipped you two over, biting and leaving hickeys on your thighs. 

“steve can’t fuck you like i can, and you know it” billy ripped a condom with his teeth, sliding it on. he pushes inside of you and you both let out a groan, billy holding your hips and thrusting into you fast and rough. his hand wrapped around your hickey covered throat, and you smirk at his hickey covered neck as well. 

“fuck, billy, right there, fuck yes”

“whose pussy is this, hm? who’s the only one who can fuck you this good?” he mumbled against your lips, a moan escaping your mouth instead of words. “tell me, princess”

“you, billy, you fuck me so good, only you, fuck” you whimper and scratch down his back, biting his ear and moaning. his fingers circle your clit and you arch your back, holding onto him tightly. “fuck you’re gonna make me cum, billy” he grabbed your thighs and pushed them against the bed, your eyes widening as he stroked his cock even deeper. 

“cum on my cock, princess. come on, good girl” you threw your head back into his pillow, digging your nails into his biceps as your thighs shake around him. “such a good girl for daddy” he grunted and came into the condom, falling on top of you. he takes a few shaky breaths as you rub his back, kissing his shoulder. he rolls next to you and looks at you, you turning your head and smiling at him. “missed you”

“you did?” you smile, sitting up and walking to his bathroom in his room, leaning against the doorframe. billy took the condom off and tied it, throwing it away. he walked over to you, holding your cheek and kissing you like he really meant it. it wasn’t a ‘i want to fuck you’ kiss or a ‘let’s make that person jealous’ kiss, it was a kiss you always wanted from billy. you wrap your arms around his neck, smiling into the kiss. “i missed you too, hargrove” billy walked past you and turned on the shower and you closed the door behind you. “can i tell you something? y’know, little honesty right now?” 

“sure, princess” 

“i.. i really hated seeing you flirt with those girls right in front of my eyes, and barely acknowledging me. i would have never flirted with that jack kid and gotten a ride from steve if i wasn’t so hurt to get in the car with you” you cross your arms over your bare chest, suddenly ashamed of how naked you were in front of him- physically and emotionally. 

“princess..” he moves in front of you, turning your chin to look at him. “you are my girl, only you. i flirt with them because some of them have daddies who work at amazing colleges. i really need a good college. i promise it’s nothing serious. you’re the only one i have eyes for, yn. i promise” you smile softly, rubbing your hands over his chest. 

“thank you” you look up at him, holding his jaw. “thank you for being honest”

“i have never and will never lie to you, or cheat on you. now come on, we’re wasting all the hot water” you both chuckle and he kisses you before taking you into the shower.

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