#hargrove *

[babeydollx]

The First Day of Kinkmas: Breeding | Billy Hargrove

Warnings: cursing, smut, a little bit of fluff, sex, p in v, unprotected sex, daddy kink, breeding kink

Pairings: Billy Hargrove x Female Reader

Summary: In which Billy gets Y/N to try a new kink with him.

Author's Note: This fic is for the start of my 12 Days of Kinkmas!

12 Days of Kinkmas Masterlist

© Maybanks-Luver 2023, please do not steal, copy, modify, repost, or translate my work.

"Come on baby, please?" Billy asked as he pulled you closer to himself. "I don't know, Billy.. it is kind of risky don't you think?" You asked as you looked up at him. "I mean, sex with no protection and you know that I am not taking the pill either." You said. He just smirked devilishly before speaking, "but the risk makes it more fun." You sighed. You couldn't lie that the thought of Billy pumping you full of his cum did turn you on but, you just didn't know if it was the best idea. You didn't want this to end with you getting pregnant.

"Plus, I can tell by the way you are clenching your legs right now that you like the idea of me cumming inside of you." He said with a smirk. You bit your lip softly while you thought about it. "Alright, fine." You said. "But, you need to promise that if anything goes wrong, that you won't leave me." You looked up at him. That was one of your biggest fears. That if you got pregnant soon that he'd leave you. You didn't know what you would do with yourself if he ever did leave you.

Billy looked down at you lovingly. "I promise that no matter what happens that I will never leave you, babe." He said with a soft smile. You smiled warmly before kissing him. The kiss started off soft but then it turned passionate and rough. He picked you up before taking you into your shared bedroom. He gently tossed you onto the bed causing you to giggle as he climbed on top of you. The two of you made out for awhile before he began to strip you out of your clothing.

You whimpered as you watched him strip you down until your body was bare. Billy stripped his clothes off before he spread your legs. He wasted no time to position himself between your legs before slowly pushing into you. You gasped as your back arched off of the bed. "Fuck." He sighed as he bottomed out of you. You wrapped your legs around his waist before he pinned your wrists above your head as he began to thrust into you. You threw your head back and moaned out as Billy had already set a fast pace.

"Fuck- I- daddy!" You moaned out as he thrusted into you even faster than he was before. Billy smirked at the name. "Fuck, say it again baby." He said as he groaned out. "Daddy!" You moaned out louder as he continued to plow his cock into you. You clenched around him as he continued to fuck into you. He leaned down and began to kiss your neck before gently biting it. You whimpered loudly when he did so before he slowly licked over the spot he bit and continued to lick up your neck until he reached you earlobe and began to gently nibble on your ear.

Your legs tightened around his waist and you clenched around him again. "Fuck, I love this pussy." Billy groaned in your ear as he continued to fuck you. You started to feel a familiar knot bunching up in your stomach and you knew that you were going to cum. "I- can I p- please cum, daddy?" You attempted to ask him as you moaned out. He pretended to think about it for a moment which caused you to whine. "Alright, cum for me baby." He said. Your eyes rolled back and your legs began to tremble as you gushed all over his cock.

He continued to fuck into your pussy for a few more minutes before he came as well, filling up your pussy with his cum. Billy pulled out of you as his cum began to drip out of your pussy. He took his fingers and scooped his cum back up before shoving it back into you again causing you to moan. "Well, let's see if you get all swelled up with my baby." Billy said with a smirk.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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[nameless-ken]

🌙 I worry about you at night cause

when the moon comes out all your demons come to life 🌙

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[starlightandfairies]

Insecure Summer ~Billy Hargrove~

Description: The reader is insecure about her body, she's at the pool and some girls decide to make her feel worse and Billy is there to help in the aftermath.

Warnings: Swearing, hints that the reader is a virgin, angst, fluff, soft Billy, insecurities such as stretch marks and scarring from eczema, she/her pronouns, mean girls

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of View

Word Count: 1,920

First Person's POV

I had my cover-up over my bikini, I didn't like swimming around lots of people, and I didn't like being stared at in judgement by the mums and the teens who either judged or hunted for a bang. I sat on the edge of the pool where there weren't many people, swaying my feet in the water, ignoring the laughs of the children and the scolds of the mothers. It was too hot, and the concrete was burning my skin but it was better than needing to swim around in the water with everyone pushed up against each other like it was some teen party. I also wasn't comfortable with my body, so having to be around all these people did not make me happy. The lifeguards had recently swapped, so it was no longer Heather on the job but 'bad boy' Hargrove. 

Obviously, the mothers checked him out, usually, he'd give them a flirtatious reply but he only gave them a devilish smile. His eyes were solely focused on me and I didn't like that. I've never seen him so dedicated to someone, especially someone that was like me. Billy crouched down beside me and hummed slightly, I glanced at him with a raised eyebrow, the back of my legs becoming numb due to the burning sensation. 

"Hey, there, why aren't you in the pool? Doll?" 

"I just don't want to be," I whispered, freezing as I felt his fingertips graze across my arm, his sunglasses fell off his eyes and a chuckle escaped his lips. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow, he rested a hand on my back and gave me a peculiar look. 

"I think there's a different reason." He whispered, ignoring the girls that swum up closer to him, pushing up their breasts in the hope that it would get his attention. Billy was too focused on me for now, no one was walking around and little kids were being held up by their parents. 

"It's nothing to worry about," I promised, the boy scoffed slightly and he sat down beside me, I glanced back at him to see what he wanted to know. 

"I'll be sitting in that stand, I want you to tell me when you're ready." 

"Okay, Billy," I whispered, smiling slightly as he squeezed my shoulder before he left, I kicked my feet in the water softly humming gently and laughing to myself as Billy yelled at some kid. He seemed perfectly content with himself as he sat in the stand and eyed everyone. Billy's lips curled into a friendly smile as he realised I was looking at him, I blushed slightly as I watched him chuckle to himself as he caught onto my reaction. Billy and I had a very strong friendship, he wasn't the asshole he was with everyone else and he relied on me and I could rely on him. I pushed myself off the concrete, politely excusing myself as I pushed through the crowds of people. 

I walked into the girl's locker rooms, reapplied my sunscreen and I stared at myself in the mirror, my upper arms and back were covered in scars from scratching due to eczema and I didn't like people picking it. Because they did, then there were stretch marks on my hips and thighs. I liked swimming, but I hated being so exposed to heartless people. I stared at the girls that walked in, each of them giving me a bitchy snarl, I went to walk out but they blocked the entrance and gave each other evil smirks. 

"Look at her, what the fuck is that on your back!" 

"Ewww! It's on her arms as well." I stared at one as she took my cover-up and then lit it with a lighter. I glared at the girl, not making any move to get it back. 

"Are those tears?" The giggling emerged from their lips, and then a girl walked closer and stared at my legs. 

"Stretch marks as well, please, it's like you're asking to never be fucked." 

"But still, she's a prude, they have wants and needs. But what guy is going to want to touch this? This body of vile, a body that will be a fuck and leave."

"Come on, you're gonna have to spread those legs soon, we better spread the memo to the guys to take a blindfold for when they fuck. I mean if you look at the facts, we're all a piece to look at and then there's you. The ugliest girl in Hawkins, no fucking way will you be with someone who wants to look at your body while you're doing it. The ugliest girl is here, before us, crying and revealing an untouchable body." I pushed past the girls, speed walking to get my bag, this was why I wouldn't be seen often at the pool, my insecurities were picked up on and it made me feel like shit. 

My eyes were blurry due to my tears, I crashed into someone, which caused a gasp to escape my lips as I felt my feet slip from underneath me. Whoever I crashed grabbed onto me before I slipped, holding onto me tightly by my wrists. I stared at the person in shock, my lip quivering as I felt my emotions take control and stared at Billy in embarrassment. 

"Darling, what happened? Who hurt you?" He immediately asked once he saw my face, I shook my head, pushing away from him and gathered my items. 

"Y/N" He whispered gently, taking my hand before I could walk away, I didn't like crying in front of people and I didn't like that people were staring at me. 

"Billy, it's fine, don't worry," I begged, pleading with my eyes, he nodded cautiously and slowly let go of my arm. I pushed past him, walking past people as they moved in odd patterns of standing in my way. A scream escaped my mouth as I was pushed into the pool, and my arm scraped across the concrete as I landed in the water. I gasped as I broke the service, unable to touch the ground, my shoulders and above poking out. I was short, so I couldn't be in the deep end of a pool. Billy jumped in almost instantly, holding onto me as I caught my breath from my little freakout. 

"Shh, I got you, just wait by the bathroom, I'll be there in a second." He whispered into my ear, rubbing my back gently, I nodded and used his help to get out of the pool. I ignored everyone and walked over to where he said. I jumped as I heard him yell at the teens, getting up close to them all in a threatening way. Billy told Heather to keep watch as he walked over to me, holding my things in his arms, he took my hand and led me to the men's locker room and shouted to the open space. 

"Hey! Everyone out, get the fuck out now!" He shouted, scaring everyone into a scrambling mess. After everyone got out, he placed a sign at the front of the entrance to say the bathrooms were closed and then sat down by me. He threw a clean towel over my shoulders, drying my face with it as he rested the towel on my shoulders and gave a small grin. 

"Thanks, Billy," I whispered, longing for his touch as he let go of my hand. He walked to the wall, took the first-aid kit down and sat back with me. He started treating the wound, making sure to be careful as he cleaned and dealt with the blood. 

"What happened? Who's made you cry?" I frowned at his question, he cupped my face in his hands and gave me a gentle smile. 

"Just some girls, they played on my insecurities and shit. Telling me I'm ugly, that my scars and stretch marks are hideous and that no guy would want to be with me or fuck me and if they did, they shouldn't look at me while we did it. That I should just hurry up and spread my legs, so I'm not a prude anymore and that I'm a 'fuck and leave' kind of her girl." I whispered to him, sniffling as I tried to hold my emotions back once more. Billy pulled me into his chest, hugging me in a tight yet soft way. I blushed slightly as Billy kissed my forehead and then looked into my eyes. 

"Well, those bitches don't know what they're talking about. You, darling, are perfect. You have a gorgeous body more girls should be happy with having a body like yours.  You are not a 'fuck and leave' kind of girl. I think any guy would be lucky to have you and I promise you, I will hurt anyone and everyone who makes you feel this way. Y/N I really hope that whoever is your first, treats you right, these insecurities of yours, they're nothing to be insecure about, they're sexy…" I giggled at his last words, hugging Billy once again and blushed as he continued to whisper in my ear. 

"They show that you're real, that you went through a cycle of life, Y/N please don't believe anything these people say, they are not true. You are infinitely perfect, I will always believe that and I hope you will too." Billy dried my tears, giving me a reassuring smile and then took my hands, pulling me up as he went to his locker. He handed me a set of my clothes, I looked at him confused, then smiled at his words. 

"I got Heather to get your things from your locker, you can put your wet things in mine until they dry." I hugged Billy again, relaxing with the idea of having Billy at my side. 

"Thank you, Billy," I whispered, he chuckled, nodding and pointed somewhere for me to change. I dried off, changing my clothes, being careful around the large bandaid that Billy placed on the obnoxious graze. I carried my items back to Billy, he smiled at me and placed my things in it. 

"I want to take you on a date." I heard him whisper, as he turned back around to face me, I grinned at his words and nodded a little stunned, to say the least, Billy grinned happily, picked me up and spun me around. Billy took a hair tie off my wrist once he placed me down, he quickly did my hair in a surprisingly neat plait. Billy handed me his whistle, winking at my confused look. 

"Blow the whistle whenever you see a girl who said that stuff to you and I'll give them a permanent band from here." 

"You'd do that for me?" 

"Always." 

And so, as we walked out, I pointed out every girl who made me feel shitty today and Billy gave them a permanent band for the pool. He even let me sit in his lifeguard chair, as he stood at the base to keep watch over everybody. Billy spoke with me about the date he already had planned, clearly leaving out some details for a surprise.

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[heartbreak-sandwich]

Sides of Billy Only You See

Early morning sleepyhead: Billy is not a morning person, but the fact that he has to make it to work to make a living is a great motivator. He always tries to gather extra patience when greeting you and talking with you after he wakes up because he doesn't want to say anything he doesn't mean, and you are always the most important thing to him.

Contemplating his actions: He knows that sometimes he says unnecessarily mean things or takes the conversation too far when his temper gets the best of him, and he does feel bad about it when it happens. You'll sometimes catch him getting quiet, looking off into the distance or down at his shoes for a few minutes before making an uncomfortable trek up to someone he owes an apology to.

Introspective curiosity: After everything he has been through, Billy has repetitive episodes of wondering why he has certain feelings and what the meaning of his future is. This is usually late at night when you can find him chainsmoking next to an open window, playing soft music so as not to wake you. He will always let you in on his thoughts and questions, and you are always there to remind him that he is a good person despite his past, and he is healing.

Childlike playfulness: He would never let anyone else know it, but Billy gets excited pretty easily, and he loves to rough house and tease you and his closest friends. He will sling you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and spin you around until you're both dizzy, have splashing fights with you in the pool, and will chase you around the house, jumping over furniture to play an impromptu game of tag. He loves the simply joys of childlike fun.

Notes around the house: He works some early mornings and some late nights, so he is always leaving you sweet notes on the fridge, on the counter, in your bag. Despite what other people probably believe, he is rather well-spoken in writing, and he is always signing his notes with, "your secret admirer" to keep the inside joke alive about how the two of you met.

Singing and dancing: Billy loves music, and even though he keeps his cool well in front of others, he will always sing, dance, tap on random things around the room/car, and pretend like he's putting on a show for you. He will also never confess out loud that he is a diehard Duran Duran and WHAM! fan. He is always playing music at home, and he will randomly walk into the room, grab your hand, and spin you around before engaging you in a partner dance while he lipsyncs to whatever song is playing.

He cares what your family and friends think: Billy always takes the time to think carefully about how he acts and speaks in front of your family and friends. He wants them to know that you are treasured and well taken care of, and he is careful to always be as respectful and patient as possible when interacting with them. Your parents adore him, and your friends are starting to come around after seeing how helpful and empathetic he really is, even if they already knew of his past.

This is my first time making one of these, and I'll definitely add to it as I think of more. These are just some starting ones that I think of a lot.

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[wild-lavender-rose]

Freak

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!reader

Category: Hurt Comfort

Summary: When Billy saves you from your abusive ex, you slowly realize that he is much more than the arrogant bully you first took him to be. 

Warning: toxic relationship, physical and verbal abuse sequence (if this bothers you at all please scroll on), sexual abuse insinuation, description of injuries, cannon typical swearing 

“Hey, angel.”  

    You jumped as Billy banged his shoulder against the locker next to you, looking up from where you had been twisting in your code sequence.  

    “They tell me you’re best friends with the king,” he crossed his bare arms and looked you up and down. “May he rest in peace.”  

    “He’s still king,” you gave him a look before returning your attention to your locker. “Steve’s just had a change of priorities.” 

      “Yeah, a ball and chain’ll do that.” Billy smirked.  

    “They say you’re gunning to take his place.”  

    “Actually I’m going for the title of god.” Billy leaned closer, his voice lowering. “Most of the girls already call me that anyway. Shouldn’t be too much of a stretch.”  

    “You mean most of the cows?” You opened your locker door so fast he barely had enough time to pull away before it smashed into his face. “Word travels fast, Mr. Tight Pants. I know who you’ve been fooling around with.” You began to absently paw through your locker. “Get the opinion of someone who actually has standards, then we’ll talk.”  

    “Yeah well, they say that you could be queen of the school if you weren’t such a freak.” Billy scoffed, waiting for you to respond, continuing at your silence. “Must be hard, wanting to get with Steve and him going off with a little miss prim and proper which you clearly can never be.”  

    “Get lost, Billy.” You breathed, gaze fixed on your locker.  

    “But getting under your skin is just so damn fun, baby. Are you Stevie’s little guard dog, defending his title? The king is dead,”  

    “Get away from me, I mean it!” You slammed the locker door so hard it banged shut and flew back open.  

   Billy caught it, brow furrowing. “Did I strike a nerve or something?”  

    You didn’t respond, fists clenching as you looked back at your locker. Billy followed your gaze, taking in the thing that had made you so upset. There, half-hidden among your books and jacket, was a piece of torn notebook paper. On it, scrawled in pencil, were the words ‘Tonight at nine’.  

    “Well, well, well,” Billy looked between you and the note. “You’re freakier than I thought.”  

    “Shit,” you grabbed your books and closed the locker, making sure it clicked into place this time.  

    “Hey, hold up,” Billy grabbed your arm before you walked away. “Are you bein’ blackmailed or somethin’?”  

    “And here I thought you were stupid.” You jerked away from him. “Leave me alone, idiot.”  

    Strangely, Billy obeyed, staring after you as you hurried to your next class.  

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    “Let me go, Brandon, let go!” You squirmed and thrashed, desperate to get out of his hold. “I’m sick of this, I want out!”  

    “Aww, you’re so cute when you play hard to get.” Brandon released you, smirking as you fell to the ground. “Why’d you come if you don’t want it, baby?”  

    “I came to tell you I’m done, Brandon.” The leaves crunched under your hands as you tried to crawl backwards, never taking your eyes off him. “I’m done with the drinking, done with the parties, done with you!”  

    “Turning soft just like Steve, aren’t ya?” Brandon grabbed you by the front of your shirt and yanked you back up, grinning when the fabric ripped under his grip. “Too bad he’s not here, baby. Maybe he’d get some lessons on how to handle a girl like you.”  

    You gave a muffled cry as he smacked your face and jerked you around so that your back was pressed up against his chest. “We’re done, Brandon,” you clawed at his grip on your hips. “We’re done,”  

    “You’ll be screaming for me to keep you in a second.” Brandon pushed your hair aside and bit your neck, hard.  

    Your cries echoed through the woods, fighting to run in a place you had once met Brandon in for fun. It was dark and too cold for hunters to be out. No chance for anyone to hear you. Before this had been the reason you had chosen such a private spot in the woods. Now it was nothing but the biggest mistake in your life.  

    “Taste so good,” Brandon took a hand off your hip to wrap around your neck.  

    You took your chance, twisting around and punching him in the face.  

   “Shit!” Brandon released you and stumbled back with a hand to his nose.  

   You broke into a run, heart pounding in your ears louder than Brandon’s yelling. You headed for the road, dodging trees and jumping over roots and rocks. Just get to the road and find the car, you told yourself, forcing your panicked thoughts to focus even as you ran at breakneck speed. Get to the car, get to the car, get to the car.  

   You burst out onto the road and fell, knees throbbing painfully as you scraped yourself up from the gravel. This wasn’t where you had parked the car. Brandon was close behind, you could hear him crashing through the trees. The moon was bright but not bright enough. You looked around, trying to figure out which way to go. A car sounded in the distance, coming fast. You started towards the sound, only to scream as Brandon grabbed you from behind.  

    “I’m gonna kill you!” He whipped you around to face him and grabbed your hair, slapping you hard. “You broke my nose, you little freak! You’re dead!”  

   “Brandon, stop!” You raised your hands up, shielding yourself from his blows.  

    Car headlights shown on you both, causing Brandon to release you instantly. You stumbled away as the car you had heard in the distance now screeched to a stop in front of you both, headlights staying on as the driver stepped out and slammed the door behind him. “What the hell are you two doing?”  

    Your beating heart twisted into your stomach. It was Billy, his tall figure monstrous in the light of his car. Before you could think you were limping towards him, pretending that it wasn’t a bad idea, knowing that you had no other choice. You could see his face in the headlights, see his eyes slowly take you in. Your face was bleeding. Your clothes were ripped and covered in dirt and blood. Tears blurred your vision. Your body trembled.  

    Billy’s expression softened with surprise and something you hadn’t seen before. Something like pain. Then it hardened and he was pushing you behind him as he stepped between you and Brandon. “The hell did you do to her?”  

    “You know how it is, Bill.” Brandon shrugged as if his nose wasn’t dripping blood. “Dumb cows need training.”  

    “Well she’s mine now, so get lost.” Billy looked over his shoulder at you. “Get in the car.”  

   You blinked at him for a second but obeyed, looking at Brandon as you limped over to the passenger’s side and got in.  

    “That’s my girlfriend, Billy, you can’t just take her!”  

    “I can take whatever the hell I want, and you’re gonna stay out of my way!” Billy growled before turning away.  

    You watched as he slid back behind the wheel. “You’re gonna run him over.” You weren’t sure if it was a question or a statement.  

    “Damn right I will.” Billy gunned the engine and slammed down on the gas, giving a war whoop as Brandon just barely jumped out of the way.  

    You shivered and scrunched down in the seat, thoughts spinning so fast it made your head hurt. You were in Billy Hargrove’s car. This should not make you feel as safe as it did. Where was he taking you? Why had he been driving out in the middle of nowhere to begin with? Why was he alone? You pressed a hand to your head and made a small noise, looking to see your fingers covered in blood illuminated by the moonlight.  

    “Are you all right?” Billy’s voice sounded rusty, as if he was unused to asking such things. “Let me see.”  

    You tensed as he touched your chin, allowing him to shift your head so he could look you over.  

    “Jesus, he did a number on you.” Billy’s thumb brushed over your cheek before he pulled away, gaze flicking between you and the road. “I’m gonna kill him.”  

    “Not worth it.” You rubbed your hands together and shivered again. “But if anyone could get away with it, it’s you.”  

    Billy smirked at that, reaching over to crank up the heat and shift the vents towards you.  

    You looked at him, taking in his slicked back hair, his unbuttoned shirt, the smell of expensive cologne. “You’re going on a date.”  

    “Not anymore.” He glanced over at you. “We gotta get you cleaned up.”  

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    “Come on,” Billy opened the hotel door and flipped on the light, stepping back so you could walk inside. “You’re all right, I promise.”  

    “You want me out when your date shows up?” You regarded the double bed before looking up at him.  

    “I’m gonna call her and tell her to beat it.” Billy shrugged off his jacket and tossed it onto a chair. “You wanna shower or somethin’ while I go get the med kit? Maybe get something to eat, there’s a diner right down the-,”  

    “I’m not sleeping with you, Billy.” You hated the tremble in your voice as you said it, knowing full well that you were too weak to resist should he make a move.  

    “Eww, gross.” Billy grimaced. “And you say I’m the one with low standards? You’re not doing anything you don’t want to ever again, not with me or anyone else.” He pointed to the bathroom. “Now go shower.” 

    “What if I don’t want to?” You asked, giving him a look.  

    “That doesn’t apply to self-care shit.” Billy pulled his keys out of his pocket and left, closing the door behind him and leaving you alone.  

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    The shower felt amazing. You kept making it hotter, hot enough to wash the dirt away, hot enough to burn the open wounds. So hot that you couldn’t think about the way Brandon grabbed you and pushed his body into yours. About the fact that you had been stupid enough to meet him in the first place. You hated him so much.  

    “I put some soap on the ledge.” Billy’s voice caused you to jump.  

    You peeked out around the shower curtain to see him close the door behind him, giving you the privacy you needed. Accepting the bottle, you couldn’t help but smirk as you realized it was Billy’s personal soap. Of course he would have soap, and everything else needed for a sexy overnight. The silky suds filled the room with a warm, fresh, musky scent. You slipped your hands over your skin, enveloping yourself with him, pretending it didn’t make you feel safe. That the scent of the man you had despised from day one was calming your racing thoughts.  

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    You walked out dressed in Billy’s shirt and a pair of his sweatpants, trying not to limp when he looked up at you. “Thank you. For the soap.” 

    “Not a problem, sweetheart.” Billy smirked as he looked you over. “You, uh, you look good.”  

    You looked down. “Thanks.” You crossed your arms over your chest.  

    “Here, come sit down.” Billy moved the first aid kit he had been sifting through and sat on the edge of the bed.  

    “Why do you have a med kit?” You did as he asked, easing your aching body down with your back resting against the headboard.  

    “Susan wanted me to have one in case Max fell off her skateboard.” Billy noted the way you flinched when you moved your legs up onto the bed.  

    “Smart of her.” You watched as he tore open a packet of antiseptic wipes with his teeth.  

    Billy grimaced. “Pretty much the only smart thing she’s done.” He moved to sit on the edge of bed next to you, gaze focused on your cut lip. “Hold still.”  

    “What do you mean?” You cringed as the wipe touched your cut, fingers curling into fists in your lap.  

    “Easy,” Billy’s voice was soft, softer than you ever thought possible. “Well, she married my dad, and that was dumb. She moved us from Cally, also dumb. There’s a whole list.”  

    “That’s why you’re mad at everyone.” You watched as he finished with your lip and got another wipe.  

    “What’re you, some kind of shrink?” Billy scoffed and pressed the wipe to the cut on your cheek. “What’s up with you, dating scum like Brandon?”  

    “Wasn’t always like this,” you hissed at the pain.  

    “Almost done.” Billy’s hand pressed over your fists, his ring cool against your skin still hot from the shower.  

    You didn’t push him away. “It was fine starting out. Then he started pushing, asking for things I didn’t want to do,” Your throat tightened as the events of the evening flashed through your thoughts. “Not as bad as tonight.”  

    “What was different about tonight?”  

    “I broke up with him, like the idiot I am.” Your gaze fell to hide tears gathering in your eyes.  

    “Hey, he’s the idiot here.” Billy squeezed your hands before pulling away to get a band-aid. “And it’s over now, you’re gonna be done with him.”  

    “That’s easy for you to say, Mr. Tight Pants.” You gave him a look.  

    “Didn’t I tell you?” Billy tucked your hair behind your ear and held your head still as he pressed the band-aid over the cut. “We’re dating now.”  

    “What the-,” you cut yourself off with a hiss of pain.  

    “I’m done, it’s okay, I’m done now.” Billy caught your hand as you reached up to touch the band-aid. “Don’t mess with it.”  

    “I’m not dating you, I can’t.”  

    “Mmhmm, yeah you are.” His attention averted down to your knuckles, thumb brushing over the bruises starting to form from where you punched Brandon.  

    “Why?”  

    “Gotta keep an eye on you.” Billy’s eyes met yours as he brought your hand to his lips, kissing your knuckles gently. “If you want me to.” Another soft kiss. “I’m not gonna force you to do anything.” Kiss. “Your choice, angel.”  

    God that made your heart stutter. You looked down, heat flooding your face. No wonder he had charmed so many girls into one-night stands that they talked about for days. But this, what he was implying, sounded long term. It sounded like a relationship, one that felt safe and warm and what the hell was this man doing to you?  

    “Look at that,” Billy was smirking proudly. “The freak is speechless.”  

    “You can’t call me a freak if we’re dating, Billy.” You looked up at him.  

    “Don’t call me Mr. Tight Pants and I’ll think about it, baby.” Billy’s hand moved down to rest on your leg, expression softening once more. “How’re your knees?”  

    “I got most of the dirt out in the shower.” You bit your lip, careful to avoid the cut. “I think…I think my ankle is twisted or sprained or something.”  

    “I’ll look at it, angel, don’t worry.” Billy slowly pushed the fabric of the sweatpants up to reveal your bruised and bloodied leg. “I’ll take care of it.”  

    “I don’t…Never had anyone say that before.”  

    “Oh yeah?” Billy grinned. “Well get used to it.”  

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    “Hey, angel.”  

    You looked up as Billy leaned against the locker next to you, smirking as he looked you up and down. “How’re you feelin’?”  

    “Better.” You nodded, glancing around at the people watching you as you closed your locker. “Brandon’s been talking, telling people I’m a…I’m a,”  

    “Don’t worry about it.” Billy pulled you close and draped an arm around your shoulders. “Brady and I’ve got a little hangout planned for after school. He’ll make sure to set everyone straight.”  

    “You’re not going to kill him?” You started to walk to class with Billy beside you.  

    “Do you want me to, princess?” Billy looked down at you, smiling as you bit your lip and took a second to decide. “Nah, I won’t. A little freak I know told me he isn’t worth it.”  

    “God you have got to stop calling me that, baby.”  

    Billy chuckled. “Love it when you call me that.”  

    You came to the doorway to your class and stopped. Billy wasted no time in leaning down to kiss you right in front of everyone. “See you later?”  

    You nodded with a smile. “See you later.”  

    Billy was grinning like a fool as he walked away, you and several other girls in the hall staring after him.  

    “I can’t believe it.” A blonde girl looked between you and Billy. “You? Billy chose you? What do you have that makes you so special?”  

    You shrugged. “You know what they say, Delores. I’m just a freak.”  

And with that you turned on your heel and walked into the classroom with a smile on your face.

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Door Open (Part 2) - Billy Hargrove

Part 2

Billy x Fem!reader Hopper

Warnings: mentions of abuse

Word count: 1,647

Summary: Neil went to far this time and Y/n wants Billy out.

Authors Note: Here’s Part 2! So this is only 2 parts but maybe I’ll make more if you all like it and would like more.

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It had been months since the dinner and things were good. They didn’t have to hide anymore. Billy had been over practically every day since. And to surprise everyone, Hopper didn’t mind. He actually grew to like the boy and his daughter turned out to be right. He was very different behind closed doors. But Hopper had sensed something off with him and he just wished he could figure it out. Although he might find out soon.

It was around midnight when Y/n heard the sound of tapping against her window. She turned her head and out the dark window was her boyfriend. Y/n got up and opened her window, helping him into her room.

When Y/n looked up at Billy once he was fully standing to the best of his ability at the moment. She was shocked, he had never looked this bad before. And that was saying something. “Oh God- Billy.”

“Yeah, I know.” Billy let out a huffed laugh even though it really hurt. He was pretty sure he had some cracked ribs. “It’s bad this time.”

Y/n looked him over with wide extremely concerned eyes. There were bruises everywhere old and new but the new were really nasty looking, and they weren’t even done developing yet. “No kidding.”

Y/n was glad that her door was shut right now so no questions would be raised. Y/n grabbed all her medical stuff she stored in her room, with the upside down crap and her boyfriend it came in handy. As she cleaned the cuts Billy occasionally hissed. “Sorry.”

Billy shook his head. “It’s fine. Doesn’t hurt as bad right now.”

Y/n let out a sigh knowing what needed to be done. She’d have to convince him though. “I can’t let you live there anymore, Billy.”

With a sigh of his own Billy answered sadly. “There’s nothing you can do about it, Y/n/n.”

“We could tell my dad.” y/n told him, her dad was the sheriff after all. She knew he could do something. “He could help.”

“Hopper already barely tolerates me. Why would he help me?” Billy knew him and Hopper seemed to be on good terms but it always felt like the other shoe would drop at any time. Billy never felt safe around adults, for good reasons.

Y/n reached for his hands and monevered on herself to also sit on her bed, looking him in the eyes. “He’d do it for me. Because as you said he is tolerating you- well he’s doing that for me. Plus my father doesn’t think kindly about people who abuse their children or any person abusing one. Look at El and her situation.”

Billy sat there thinking about her words for a moment before asking. “You think he’d really help me?”

Y/n nodded. “I do. Even if we weren’t together, hell even if we weren’t even friends. He’d still help you.”

Billy knew it was time, he had to agree with Y/n. He couldn’t live under Neil anymore. “Okay.”

“Really? I know how you feel about telling people anything personal, let alone this.” Y/n asked, wanting to make sure he was sure.

“Yeah. I think its time. I need out and I can’t do it on my own. Plus I don’t want anything like this to also happen to Max. She may be a brat but no one deserves what he’s capable of.” Billy nodded looking Y/n in the eyes. It needed to be done.

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“Hey, dad?” Y/n spoke, poking her head out her door. Not opening in enough for anymore to see into her room. She didn’t want El and Mike seeing Billy’s state or asking questions. This needed to be between the 3 of them only.

“Hmmm?” Hopper hummed, shifting his eyes off El and Mike and to his oldest daughter.

“Can you come to my room for a sec?” She nodded back towards her door with raised brows, giving her dad a look to tell him it was private and serious.

“Sure.” Hopper nodded, getting up and heading to Y/n’s room.

“Thanks.” Y/n thanked him before pulling him into her room.

Upon entering her room Hopper saw Billy and he could feel his blood boiling. But upon a longer second look his more pressing question became ‘what happened to his oldest’s boyfriend?’ Billy wasn’t known to lose a fight. More than half the time he walked away with barely any bruises or scratches. But right now, Billy was sporting a black eye forming, a cut on his head, split lip, bruises old and new, and his shirt was completely unbuttoned showing off a really nasty almost black bruise across his ribs. Meaning to Hopper that his ribs were either extremely bruised, cracked but most likely a few were broken.

“What’s?” He glanced down at his daughter. “What’s going on?”

Y/n walked around him to pull out her desk chair gesturing for her dad to sit. “Can you sit down? Billy, has something he wants to tell you.”

Hopper did as he asked as Y/n went and sat down next to Billy, grabbing his hand in hers for what Hopper preserved was reassurance. “What’s wrong, kid?”

With that Billy went on to explain to Hopper all about Niels abuse. Every detail and for how long it had been going on for. He told the older man everything, with Y/n’s support. 

Hopper noticed when some things got hard for Billy to talk about he either looked to Y/n or she would squeeze his hand. He came to the conclusion that his daughter had become Billy’s safety blanket.

And he was proud of her for being there for the boy who had been through things that no child ever should go through.

“And I didn’t want to tell anyone or let anyone know because back in California no one seemed to notice or care so. . . My plan was just wait it out- till ya know, I turned 18.” Billy told the sheriff nervously bouncing his leg.

“But…” Y/n encouraged him to continue. He needed to get it out, she knew that.

“But, now he’s worse and the worse he gets I worry about him with Max now. He wouldn’t do anything before because of Susan, but he’s getting sloppy.” Billy appreciated more than he could ever put into words Y/n’s support. Everything she’s ever done for him, including loving him.

Y/n turned her attention to her dad with hopeful and nervous eyes. “Can you do anything to help?”

Hopper nodded, hell even if he couldn’t legally he’d find a way to get rid of that piece of shit. Niel Hargrove. “Yeah, I can help.”

Y/n nudged Billy shoulder to shoulder with a smile. “I told you.”

“Yeah, you did.” Billy nodded with a small smile on his lips as well.

“But for now you can’t let him or Susan know that anything is out of the ordinary.” Hopper spoke up, leaning back in the chair.

Billy looked back at Hopper confused. “Out of the ordinary?”

“What do you mean dad?” Y/n asked as well, confused like Billy.

“We have an extra room. I want you to slowly start moving your stuff into it. And I want Max to slowly start moving her stuff here too, into El’s room. I’m sure they’ll love becoming roommates.” he scoffed thinking of how that was going to go. And how he and Billy will be outnumbered.

“The sleepover that never ends.” Y/n laughed, shaking her head happily at the thought.

“Exactly.” Hopper smiled, letting out a huff of air.

“I’m still confused.” Billy stated with a furrowed brow looking between the father and daughter confused.

Y/n squeezed his hand and gently pulled him closer, if that was even possible. Smiling at him, she was very happy at this new found situation. “You and Max are moving in. Here. With us.”

“I-” Billy was speechless looking at Hopper in shock. But Hopper could see the hint of relief in the young man's eyes.

“Son.” Hopper felt bad for the boy. This had obviously been going on for a long time and it had affected Billy more than he showed or let on. No wonder he starters fights, Hopper thought, he needs a cover for the bruises and a way to vent out his anger about his father. “Once things are all ready to go and in motion, things are gonna move fast. And I'm not going to have you or Max in that house or anywhere near it when it happens. Max I consider already like a daughter, she’s over enough to be one. And you Billy. I like you more than I would care to admit. You're like a son to me, I think you need to know that.”

Billy could only sit and look at his girlfriend's dad in complete shock. He could never find the words to tell Hopper how much this and what he said meant to him. Billy was very appreciative for what he was willing to do to help him. “Thank you, sir.”

Hopper stood up and placed his hand on Billy’s shoulder and squeezed. “Son, you can call me Hopper.”

Billy nodded. “Thanks Hopper.”

“No problem. I’ll get you a shirt to sleep in. You are not going back to that house tonight.” Hopper stated exiting the room to do as he said. This was a night where the closed door rule for the couple wouldn’t apply. Hopper wasn’t going to split them up tonight.

“He called me son. More than once.” Billy’s voice cracked and his eyes held happy tears as he looked to Y/n with a watery smile.

“Yeah, he did.” Y/n smiled at him, things were going to be okay now.

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~ Can I stay here?~

Parings- Billy Hargrove x Henderson! reader

TW: bullying

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Alone, at night, in the cold rain. Sure it’s dangerous to be walking tonight but I needed some fresh air and I never minded the rain. I figured I’d pick a bag of chips or something like that up from the gas station then head back home.

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I finally made it to the gas station and walked inside, there stood Jason Carver as soon as I opened the door. Usually he taunts me at school but thankfully no words were spoken, I grabbed some chips and a coke, went to check out then walked out the door but when I turned the corner he was still there. “ Henderson” Jason called out “ what you doing out so late?” All I could think to myself is why does he care and why is he talking to me, I rolled my eyes “ I asked you a question Henderson.” Jason said as he stepped closer.

“ and I never gave an answer Jason so back off.” I said very sternly. Jason just scoffed “ you know you really are a bitch.” He nudged at my shoulder, I’m not sure if he meant for me to fall or not but the ground was wet and he is much stronger than me. I scraped my elbow on the way down and it bled. “ fuck you dude.” I said getting off the ground. He finally left.

After that dreadful encounter I felt like I needed even more time to myself, time to ponder why assholes like him are the popular kids, time to think about how unnecessarily mean some people can be. As I walked around thinking about anything but the time I realized it was darker than before and definitely much later. When I left my house it was around 9:30 I thought to myself by now it has to be at least 11:00. I tend to get lost in my own mind so it doesn’t surprise me that I’ve been walking around for that long. I check my surroundings and I can see that I’m in a very familiar place, Max’s house. I’ve dropped her off and picked her up here many times, I’m so glad her and Dustin are friends. Since they’ve met she’s become like the little sister I never had.

Well it’s to late to walk all the way back home and I know max said her parents are out of town this week so I might as well crash here. I walk up to the door step and knock; I really hate to bother anyone this late but seriously the walk home would take forever and I’m already getting tired. I knock again this time calling out “ hellooo” I hear footsteps walking towards the door and I step back. Max’s brother Billy opens the door.

I’ve spoke to Billy a few times before, he knows our siblings are friends. He’s always been kind to me despite what other people might say about him. I really feel sorry for Billy, I know him and max both deal with a lot at home and I just don’t think people understand.

“ Henderson? What’s going on?” Billy questions looking like he just woke up, rubbing the sleepiness from his eyes. “ Billy I hate to intrude but can I stay here for the night? I’ll leave if you want but I just went out to clear my head a while ago and I just don’t feel to safe walking back this late.” I said to the boy in front of me. “ you’re bleeding.” Billy pointed out the scrape on my arm. “ it’s nothing really I just had a run in with Jason Carver.” Billy’s expression changed very quickly. “ come in and tell me what happened” he said. I came in and closed the door behind me, I tried to be as quiet as possible to avoid waking up Max.

I followed Billy down the hall and went into his room, we both sat on the bed. “ Well” I began “ I was at the gas station up the road and I was about to leave there and he’s outside just blabbing on about something then he pushed me and left. Nothing to it just Jason being Jason but I scrapped my elbow on the ground.” I could tell something was off with Billy as I told him what happened. “ you really could’ve gotten hurt you know, you don’t need to be out this late anyways.” Billy said standing up and going over to his dresser he pulled out a t-shirt and some boxers and reached them out towards me. I looked at him with a confused expression. “ the bathrooms down the hall and to the left, you’re soaked” he said. “Grab you a bandaid and some neosporin while your in there, it’s above the sink.” I got up, nodded and smiled “ thanks” i went to go get changed then came back to his room. “ you didn’t put on a bandaid.” He said, he was definitely still tired. I could tell by his short and straight responses. “ oh yeah it’s fine don’t worry about it.” I responded. He looked at me with an expression that read “ are you serious.” He left the room and came back with a bandaid. He squatted down underneath me as I sat on the edge of his bed and lifted up my elbow, he put on the neosporin and then the bandaid very carefully. “ Billy really it was fine, you didn’t have to do that.” I told him. “I did it for the nursing experience” he said jokingly, I let out a small laugh. “ you know you kind of woke me up and I’m still confused as to why your here no offense. What do you say you lay down on my bed and let’s both get some sleep and we’ll talk in the morning” billy said. “ your bed? Oh no billy I’ll sleep in the living room or in the floor.” I responded to him. “ That’s no way to treat my guest, get in the bed Henderson. I’ll sleep in the living room.” Billy said. He was so kind to me even when he didn’t have to be.

“ Fine. I’ll sleep in the bed. But just so you know I do feel bad about you sleeping in the living room.” I said to Billy as I laid under his blanket. His bed smelled like him. A musk of strong cologne and cigarettes. I could get used to that. It was comforting in its own way.

About ten minutes passed and I tossed and turned, I just couldn’t sleep maybe it was because I was in an unfamiliar area or because I kept thinking of Mine and Billy’s interaction tonight. I also didn’t like sleeping alone, normally I sleep with a teddy bear or hugging my pillow tight. I finally gave in and walked to the living room where I found Billy still awake. “ you okay?” He questioned. “ I just can’t sleep, can you come stay in there with me please?” He breathed a heavy Breath then made his way back into his room. “ listen billy I’m really sorry for all of this, barging in, taking your clothes, you having to patch me up-” he cut me off quickly. “ it was my pleasure, I don’t mind it one bit so don’t think that you’re bothering me.” He said, I smiled. He cut out the light then crawled up on the bed beside me. “ Night Henderson.” He said. “ Goodnight Hargrove.” I said back.

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“Please…” Billy whined at you. 

Your fingers trailed down his exposed chest and hovered at the waist of his jeans. “Please, what?” You said feigning stupidity. 

He looked up at you as you looked over him, your hands feathering along his exposed tummy. Your fingers tickled as you grazed his happy trail. You saw the goosebumps form on his arm at your touch. 

“Please, let me touch you.” You could see his hands squeezing together in a fist, trying to contain himself. 

You straddled his waist in a quick, rough move, making him grunt. You reached down and grabbed his wrists and guided his hands to your hips. He sighed in relief as he traced his hands along your curves, feeling your warm skin under his fingertips. 

You rocked your hips against him, teasing his already painful erection hidden within his tight jeans. “Baby,” he cooed, his eyes closing for a moment. 

“Hm?” You hummed, halting your movement again. You wanted him to beg for it. “Did you want something more?” You asked, raising an eyebrow. 

Billy’s hands tightened on your hips. He tried to pull you down to rub against him again but you fought him. You slid off of him and he threw his head back in frustration. “Baby…” But this time he said it in a more defeated tone. 

You clawed at the hem of his jeans and decided to take them off, giving him a bit of relief. You shimmied them down his hips and thighs and he sat up on his elbows to watch you. His eyes locked on your frame as you slowly stood back up, your hands trailing on his legs as you did. “I need you so bad,” he mumbled. 

“Hm? I Didn’t quite catch that,” you taunted. You grabbed the waistband of his underwear and pulled it down just enough to free his hard length. A loud breath escaped Billy’s mouth, his cheeks growing hot at the anticipation.

“I need you,” he said, louder than before. You eyed him, cocking a brow. “Please,” he added softly. He was getting desperate. 

You smiled, slipping your panties off before straddling again. Billy’s hands came up instinctively to your hips again, but you pushed them away. “Ah, I didn’t say you could touch me.”

He whined in response but it was quickly converted into a groan when you grabbed his cock in your hands. 

Billy’s forehead began to sweat as he concentrated on you. You rubbed up and down his shaft a few times before resting your hands against his toned chest. Billy withered beneath you, his eyes dark with lust. You sat down slowly so your slit was pressed up against his throbbing cock. Billy grunted in response. “Oh, did you like that?” You asked. Billy nodded his head profusely making you smirk, drunk with power. Agonizingly slow, you slid up and down him, your juices leaving a trail. Billy’s hands dug into his mattress, he wanted to touch you so desperately. 

In a few more sways of your hips, Billy groaned loudly as he prematurely expelled himself all over his chest and stomach. His hips bucked up into you as he came, his fingers almost tearing holes in his bedsheets. 

You watched him, your mouth almost drooling at the sight in front of you. His cock throbbed against your clit as you stayed pressed against him. Billy looked up at you in newfound relief, but he knew this wasn’t over. Your hands trailed his abs, your fingers swiping up the warm white liquid he just spewed. Your hands came up to his mouth and you motioned for him to open it. He did. He accepted your fingers, your own lips parting as he sucked on them, cleaning them off for you. “Good boy,” you mumbled, slipping your fingers away. Billy’s face was bright red and dewy as he panted, watching you now as you bent over his chest and used your tongue to clean him up. You felt him squirm beneath you as your hot tongue danced across his stomach. 

You sat back up and licked your lips, your finger wiping at the corner of your mouth. You felt Billy begin to harden again. “Are you going to be good and let me use you? It’s not fair if only you get to finish,” you hummed, grabbing his cock in your hands. Billy’s length completely hardened again, his face contorting in pain. He nodded, his lips parting as you slowly lined him up with your entrance, swiping his tip along your slit a few times. Billy moaned loudly, he was already dripping in precum again. 

“Beg for it,” you said quietly, but you were no less demanding.

Billy could barely think as he spewed out a string of words. “Baby, please. Please, please, I need you. I want you so fucking bad it hurts.”

“Well, since you asked nicely,” you said smiling, and sat down on him, letting his length fill you up in one swift motion. You both gasped loudly, your walls clung to Billy, his length always bigger than you anticipated. 

Billy’s nails were digging into your thigh as he shut his eyes, his chest rising and falling in deep movements. You began to bounce up and down, Billy’s thighs were dripping in cum and your juices, the area between you two slick and slippery. 

Your hands found Billy’s, interlocking them so you had better leverage to ride him. His eyes were fluttering shut, little cries leaving his lips as you rode him up and down. You could tell he was trying to restrain himself, he knew he had to let you finish first. 

You felt yourself getting close, your movements getting lazy. Billy’s hips instinctively bucked up to meet yours, compensating for your wearying movements, making his tip hit you as deep as it could. You moaned in response, your walls tightening around him. Billy’s face scrunched up as he tried to steady his breathing. 

You swore, your walls beginning to flutter. “Come in me,” you demanded. Billy’s eyes opened as he watched you, your face showing how cockdrunk you currently were. He couldn’t hold it in any longer and he came inside you, his hips bucking up awkwardly against you. He cried in what sounded like pain as your walls squeezed him heavily, riding out your own high along with him. 

White liquid seeped out around him and onto his thighs as you slowed your pace. Your clit rubbed against Billy’s body as you sank completely into him. Your legs shook around Billy, trying your best to balance yourself. You mewled, quietly drowning in pleasure.

You stilled, catching your breath, your eyes closed. You held his torso tightly in your hands, your nails brushing against his skin. Billy’s loud breathing filled the quiet room. You felt him begin to soften inside you. You slowly slid off of him, making him mewl under you. You crawled up to his face and placed delicate kisses along his forehead, then cheeks, then his lips. He hummed into the kiss as your nails dragged through his long hair. “You did so good, baby,” you cooed before curling up next to him. His arms wrapped tightly around you, pulling you as close as he could. Your fingers continued to brush through his hair and his eyes closed in bliss. You’d clean yourselves up in a minute, but right now, Billy just wanted to hold you against him. “I love you,” he mumbled softly.

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That's my Girlfriend!!!

Billy Hargrove x Fem Reader

Disclaimer: This maybe a bit short, underaged drinking, some harsh language

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"If I'm gonna be honest I'm actually shitting myself Billy." You panicked to your boyfriend. He looked to you softly.

"Can you stop shitting your pants, you will do great." He said.

"You really think so." You look to him with big eyes. He can't help but laugh at the state of you. The first night Billy had met you was, of course, at a party were you promptly punched him in the nose. To this day you say it was an accident but Billy knows it was on purpose. He was being an ass... and you both were drunk.

"Hey." Billy smiled to you. " You are going to give the most amazing show these hicks the best show of their lives and after we are going to have the best sex of our lives." Billy laughed as you punched him in the arm for the horrible sex joke. Your expression still did not change. He brought you closer to squeeze you into a hug. He kissed your lips as an announcement was heard throughout the bar.

"Everybody, I would like to introduce a new band to you. You don't know them, but many mothers have complained about their volume level. I'd like to welcome.... VELVET CONCORD!!"

There was a small clap echo that went through the Hide Out bar. That didn't help in any way for you. Your expression stayed the same, terrified.

"You got this babe." Billy whispered. You nodded.

"You ready girl?" Dusk asked right behind the both of you.

"With the amount of crap in my pants... I guess." You are unsure about this.

This has been your dream ever since you could play guitar. You met Thorn, Luna, and Dusk all in middle school. You guys came up with Velvet Concord for the middle school talent show in 1977. That show solidified your friendship. Sure you guys didn't win but you didn't care. You all found something that will bind you together forever. This show in this bar is your first real show, not one for some school dance or party with preselected music. You will be playing original songs that you wrote, with notes that Dusk came up with, bass from Thorn, and drums from Luna. You didn't want to screw this up for them.

We've dealt with so much bullshit. From bullying cause of how we dress, to our music, jeez it only stopped when you started dating Billy. Everyone would pick on us until they needed a band for the party, and in the words of Tommy H. "I'd rather have you than the freak and his band." At least you weren't the second pick.

You and Velvet Concord made your way on stage. You nearly tripping over some cords. You were sweating, so much sweat. My throat is dry. The lights are glaring down at me. ' I can't do this' 'I should give up'.... 'What am I doing?'

"Yeeeaaaah!" A voice broke you off your head. "Let's go Velvet Concord!" It was your Billy. The Billy you punch in the face. The Billy you asked out. The Billy that asked you to be his girlfriend. The Billy that told you how sexy you look in your stage outfit tonight. The Billy that has non stopped supported you once both were together.

"Um... Hello everyone we are Velvet Concord." You started. "This is my bassist Thorn, my drummer Luna, and my pianist Dusk." Okay you've introduced everyone.

Now the show begins.

"1...2...3..."

Your guitar was on fire. You were synced with the band as if it were second nature. The upbeat rock blared through out the Hide Out. Luna put every heart beat into her drums. You don't think you have ever felt so alive. Every lyric that was sang was like it was being constructed for the first time all over again. You're back in the garage practicing what cord goes were and what note was perfect. The set that your prepared for the night was selected perfectly. Nothing can beat this. The nervous sweat now turned to excitement. Screaming every note with passion. Everything was right, this is how it is supposed to be. Velvet Concord under bright lights, even if they were from some dingy rock bar. The last riff finally hit. Thorn played it out a bit as usual.

"But on my tombstone when I go just put death by rock and roll~"

There was an eruption of applause through the crowd. The lights were turned down now you could see everyone in the crowd. Everyone cheering for your band.

"That's my girlfriend!!" A shrill voice yelled. You laughed at Billy's antics. You didn't see where he was until a force came up on stage an tackled you into a hug.

"This is my fucking girlfriend!!" He yelled to the crowd. Which in return made them scream even louder at his banter. You looked behind to see your band mates laughing at your boyfriend. You step forward away from Billy for a moment.

"Thank you everyone!." You and your band took your, very much rehearsed, bow to the crowd. You quickly unhooked your guitar from the speakers to be dragged backstage by your boyfriend. As he turned you around he brought you in for a hot kiss. Which surprised you cause you thought this would be saved for later.

"You were the most amazing and sexy woman I have ever met!" Billy cheered to you. You laughed in response. He brought your into a bear crushing hug.

"Was it really that good?" you asked.

"Good? It was better than good, it was great!" He yelled.

"Yo Y/n, get your mans under control." Thorn laughed. "We've only just begun, if he's this excited about our first show he might wipe out by our next." You girls laughed along with her. Meanwhile Billy was smothering you with a hug. If your hair wasn't already frazzled it would have been a mess.

"Guys! Guys!" Luna shouted as she ran to you all. "Joel just gave me out check!" She waved. You quickly snatched it from her flailing hand.

"Oh my gosh!" Your eyes widen at the amount, sure for some it wasn't a lot but damn!

"Who want's to flipping celebrate!!" You cheered.

"Yeeeeeaaaaahhh" Everyone else cheered in agreement. Going to run out to the bar to party. Billy stoped for a quick moment alone.

"You really are the best girl ever." He smiled. you smiled to giving him a kiss on the lips.

"Now let's get wasted!" He cheered taking you along with him.

"Yeah!"

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Hope you enjoyed!

Fics are gonna be coming out a little slower cause of school plus I'm having writers block. But I will try to get a Halloween fic out by the end of the month!

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[nameless-ken]

🌷 spring time with Billy 🌷

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[anonair]

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮- 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞

𝙁𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙓 𝘽𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Smut. 18+!!!!!

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You meet Billy at a party, but the two of you have been eyeing each other all night.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2,001

You couldn’t take your eyes off the man that stood before everyone in the crowd. The sweat was glistening over his body in all the right ways. His leather jacket and fitting pants did great in sculpting his body. Your mouth was watering at the sight of him. Of course, you didn’t want to leave this party without getting the chance to know him. 

As usual, you decided on being the life of the party, the center of attention. You walked over to the DJ, instructing him to play one of your favorite songs. You took the microphone, directing everyone's attention toward you. Ah, the feeling you were used to. “Come on, everyone. I need to see bodies on the dance floor” You cheered, watching everyone flood onto the dance floor. You chuckled, giving the microphone back and watching as everyone started dancing. This was sure to get his attention. Your eyes traveled the room, looking for the man with mullet before being completely cut off. “Looking for me?” A deep, loud voice asked.  You turned, noticing the guy standing next to you. “and why would I be looking for you?” You loudly responded over the music before chuckling. “Come on, sweetheart. You haven’t been able to keep your pretty eyes off me all night.” He said, leaning into your ear so you could hear him. You had to admit that he sent chills down your spine. “Billy is the name. I have a feeling you’ll remember that.” He laughed before walking out into the sea of people.

Before he could completely leave, you followed him through the crowd. He knew you'd follow, as he looked back for you a couple of times. The smell of alcohol filled the atmosphere. You both were drunk and probably not making the best decisions, but you didn’t care. You followed him into a bedroom, where it was slightly quiet At least this way, you both could talk without having to yell too loud. “Y/N.” You said, “and by the looks of it, you seemed like you wanted me to follow you here.” You teased, raising an eyebrow. 

“So, Billy, we just gonna talk?” You asked, inching closer to him and playing with the hem of your skirt. 

Without any answer, Billy walked closer to you, closing the space between you two. All night the two of you had been eyeing each other. So, why not skip the small talk and get to what you both want? Billy brought his hand to your exposed thigh, running his fingertips up until he was near your ass. He smirked, “A woman after what she wants. A turn on.” 

His eyes locked onto yours. It looked like the both of you were going to devour each other. This time, you closed the space between your lips and his. You crashed your soft, fluffy lips against his. You wrapped your arms around his neck, standing on your tippy toes to meet his face. He kissed you back, the taste of alcohol oozing from the cracks of his lips. His hand squeezed on your ass hard. You whimpered a bit before melting into his embrace. He ran his fingers up more, feeling the band of your thong from underneath your skirt. “Hot.” He grinned. 

You ran one of your hands down to his crotch, rubbing your hands against his growing cock. You couldn’t believe his tight pants were able to get even tighter. “I want you, Billy.” You admitted, biting down on your bottom lip. You wanted to make this more than a drunken hookup. You wanted him to remember you somehow. You started kissing down his glowing chest, eventually dropping to your knees. “please.” You asked, showing him your innocent eyes.

He chuckled, amused at your begging. You just wanted to feel it grow inside of your mouth. You unbuckled his belt and pants and dropped them to the floor, biting your lip at the sight. You dropped his underwear to the floor, looking up at his big cock. Even soft he was big in size. You wrapped your hand around his cock, opening your mouth and bringing it to his tip. You sucked softly on his tip, your eyes still locked on his. You could see the darkness in his eyes ad you sucked soft. He clenched his jaw, trying to hold back a groan. You took his whole cock into your mouth, feeling it grow and throb inside. You felt your pussy throb just feeling his cock grow big for you in your mouth. Billy was completely in a trance. He enjoyed watching you suck on his cock, but you could tell he wanted more. You started pumping on the length you couldn’t fit into your mouth, sucking, and swirling your tongue around his cock. You went back to the tip, running your tongue over the slit of his cock. Billy groaned before gripping onto your loose hair.

At that moment, you knew the power altered; Billy was taking control. He gripped tight, but you enjoyed it. He ran his fingertips across your cheek with his free hand. “Such a pretty slut,” He groaned. Without warning, he thrust into your mouth causing you to choke on his cock. He relished the fact that you couldn’t take his whole cock. He thrust again, this time tears came out of your eyes. He kept going as if watching you choke on his cock was ecstasy to him. He pulled his soaked cock out of your mouth, your spit dripping from it. He wiped the tears from your eyes, putting one finger underneath your chin and making you look up. “Open, pretty.” He demanded. You opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out. He leaned down a bit, spitting into your mouth. You closed your mouth, swishing the spit around and tasting him before you swallowed it. 

He started pulling you up by that same finger that was underneath your chin. He pressed his lips against yours, your tongues battling for dominance, but of course, he won. His tongue explored your mouth, both of your spit merging. He pulled back, a string of spit connecting both of your mouths still. He smirked, watching as you licked your lips. He unhooked his pants and underwear from off his feet and took off his leather jacket, finally revealing his chiseled abs. You couldn’t believe you were about to have sex with him. “Bend over the bed.” He ordered. 

You obliged, bending over the bed to reveal your black thong. “Do you always stay ready?” He chuckled, his hand smacking against your ass. You moaned loudly, arching your back. “I wore it for you.” You said, looking back at him and smirking. “No, you didn’t, slut.” He smacked against your ass again. The stinging made you wince, but it felt so good. It's like it sent electricity through your whole body. At this point, your wetness was sopping through the thong. “Perfection” He moaned at the sight of you. He was so eager to get inside of you but decided on taking his time instead. He ran his hands up your ass, getting to the top of the thong and pulling it off you.  He dropped your thong on the floor, leaning down and hovering his mouth over your wet pussy. The heat against your wet pussy felt like a tease; you thought about backing up against him in an impatient attempt of getting satisfaction but waited instead. 

“You have such a pretty pussy. All nice and wet for me.” He smirked before pressing a kiss against the puddle. The kiss made you crave more. “Please, Billy” You moaned out. He stuck his tongue out, working it through the folds of your clit. There you were, ass up in the air while Billy devoured you. You let out soft moans. Those little moans made Billy motivated to make you go louder. He trailed his tongue to your entrance, darting his tongue inside and out of your hole before he completely licked a wet strip up to your asshole. “fuck” You moaned loudly. He slapped your ass again, this time he made sure to leave his red handprint on it. He licked another stripe from your throbbing clit to your ass again. “Fuck, you taste so good.” He moaned.

He pulled away and for a moment you were sad, but you noticed him lining himself up at your entrance. He ran the tip of his clit against your clit, applying pressure. He could feel your clit throbbing and you felt his hard cock throb against you as well. He brought it to your entrance, sticking the tip in before taking it out and running it back down your clit. “fuck me, please” You begged. 

Unannounced, Billy rammed himself into you. You could feel your walls tighten against his cock, a perfect fit. You threw your hips back against him, your ass shaking while he just stood there watching you. “I love watching you bounce against my cock, whore.” He moaned out, slapping your ass as he watched. He grabbed your hair again, causing you to stop throwing yourself back. His cock was still in you, but now your back was up closer to his chest. With one hand gripping onto your hair, the other hand pulled your tight shirt up, revealing your boobs. He squeezed your boob, “What a beautiful little slut” He whispered in our ear. You grind your hips against his cock, whimpering. His hand went from your boob to your clit, massaging figure 8’s into your clit. “Billy” You moaned even louder. He pulled your hair again, readjusting his grip. Every time you moaned his name, he would pick up the speed and add more pressure to your clit. 

You felt his cock twitch inside of you. You knew he was enjoying seeing you in pleasure. He released your hair and stopped rubbing your clit. You bent back down, arching your back once more. You felt billy thrust into you again, this time harder. You felt a euphoric feeling every time he hit your g-spot. He knew he was doing his job right when he noticed your toes curl and you stopped throwing yourself back. “Don’t run from me.” He growled, pausing his thrusting to grab your hair again. He tugged on it while he went back to fucking you harder. Somehow, it felt deeper than before. You let out a whimper before finishing against him without telling. 

He bit down on his bottom lip, gripping your hair hard before releasing it again. This time, he grabbed your hips and pulled you onto him while he slammed into you. His thrusting got sloppy, but for one final time, he pushed himself into you hard. He pulled out, his cum shooting onto your ass. You moaned one final time. Without saying anything, Billy swiped his two fingers across the cum that pooled on your ass. He brought those two fingers to your mouth. “Suck,” He said. You opened your mouth, sucking his fingers clean. “You taste so good.” You smiled. He chuckled, pulling his fingers away. He grabbed some random shirt in the room, tossing it to you to clean yourself. You cleaned yourself while he got dressed again. 

His after-sex look was incredibly sexy. It made you want to do the whole thing over again. After he finished getting dressed, he picked up your thong from the floor, stuffing it in his back pocket. “You're not getting this back.” He laughed, looking over at you. You readjusted yourself and your hair, trying to look back to normal. Of course, you both were sweaty, but you both extremely liked what went on in this room. “You can keep it, Billy.” You winked, walking toward the door. “Where are you going without me?” He said firmly. You smiled at the door before turning back at him, “Out.” He walked up, reaching for you. “No, I’m coming with.” Now look at who was following who…

(My video edit that kinda gave me Inspo to write this)

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[sweetblinginrose]

𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗻𝘂𝘁,

(Billy Hargrove x fem¡OCMayfield)

Samantha Danielle Mayfield finally decides to move to Hawkins with her sister and mother, as well as her mother's new husband and his arrogant son, William "Billy" Hargrove. What they are unaware of is that, gradually, these step-siblings will discover that the line between contempt and passion is more fragile than they supposed, and what begins as shared hostility turns into an intense and undeniable attraction that both find themselves unable to reject.

warnings: read at your own risk, as it includes a continuous sexual environment, profanity, mention of death and suicide, stepsibling relationship, sex, and all its derivatives.

autor’s note: this work is entirely my own creation. that is to say, i have not based it on anyone else, so any resemblance to any other work is purely coincidental, as i have been using this format for all my stories since 2019. i hope you enjoy the story. if you find any translation errors, something you don't understand, or similar, please let me know :p

Chapter one Chapter two Chapter three

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Chapter four: Private Dancer - Tina Turner

The rain hit the windshield with a constant rhythm, as if marking the beat of Billy's anger. The windshield wipers moved from side to side, trying to clear the view, but the storm was persistent.

Inside the car, the radio played a hard song, almost drowned out by the sound of the rain. Billy adjusted the volume, letting the strong melody fill the space. The dashboard lights shone dimly, creating an intimate atmosphere in which he was alone with his thoughts.

The air smelled of wet earth, a scent that mixed with the perfume he had chosen for the occasion. Every red light was a pause in his internal monologue, a moment to catch his breath and rehearse in his mind what he would say when he saw the girl he had charmed that night. As he drove, the deserted streets and blurry buildings became the backdrop of his adventure. The city seemed different in the rain, more mysterious, as if it held secrets that were only revealed to those who dared to explore it under the veil of water.

Billy finally arrived, parked the car, and remained silent for a moment, watching the drops slide down the window. He forgot about his date and began to brood over the bad day he had had and how his relationship with his stepsister was getting worse, feeling a slight feeling of sadness that dissipated instantly when a teenager opened the door as his neon lights pointed. She wore only red lace panties that delicately hugged her curves, along with a short lace nightgown that completely exposed her breasts. The reason for their meeting that night was evident. Billy immediately forgot about what had happened during the day, allowing a mischievous smile to form on his face.

Hurriedly, he turned the key and stepped out of the car to avoid getting wet in the rain, although it was futile, since it was impossible, but it was worth it "Who would have thought that all that heat would be in that body today?" he purred with a deep voice, wrapping his arm around the girl's waist and pushing her hips towards his so she could feel his erection, which was already present before seeing his companion that night but she had further fueled his desire

"You did well to let me know your parents wouldn't be home. You needed a babysitter, right?"

The girl simply laughed at his comment, grabbing Billy's denim jacket and pulling him into the house, closing the door behind them.

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, the noisy night was accompanied by the soft sound of a brush against skin. Sam stood in front of the mirror, her movements reflected in the polished surface as she meticulously applied her makeup. The dim light in the room barely revealed her figure, but her eyes reflected a fierce determination. It was the calm before the storm, the preparation for an escape that promised to be as exciting as it was dangerous.

Max watched from the slightly open door, her silhouette barely visible in the threshold "Are you sure about this?" she asked, her voice a whisper that mingled with the darkness.

Sam did not respond immediately, her unwavering concentration as she carefully traced the last eyeliner stroke "Of course, it's easy. You just have to tell them I'm sleeping and not to come into my room", she finally said, her voice full of a confidence that needed no more words.

With one last look in the mirror, Sam stood up, her straight posture defying any doubts that may have existed.

Less than half an hour later, the sound of a familiar engine began to be heard in the distance, a sign that her plan could begin. With high heels in one hand and an umbrella in the other, she carefully opened the window, trying not to make noise. Just as they opened the front door, Sam closed it.

The cold night breeze caressed her face, and a shiver ran down her spine. Despite her careful planning, she couldn't help but sigh in frustration as she felt the mud splash against her bare feet.

Around the corner, Vicki's car came into view, an oasis of fun in the midst of the rainy night. The lights inside illuminated their conspiratorial smiles. "Sammy, get in quickly!" Vicki exclaimed, while Nicole nodded enthusiastically. Sam slid into the backseat, closing the door just as a laugh escaped her lips.

"You have no idea what we have in store for tonight" Nicole began, with her typical annoying girl accent, chewing gum while the car pulled away, leaving behind Samantha's silhouette "Last year's Halloween party was epic, and Tina promised to surpass herself this year".

The excitement for the start of vacations was palpable in the air, almost as dense as the rain that had pounded the streets minutes earlier. But now, the storm had calmed, leaving a trail of shiny drops on the asphalt that reflected the lights of the town.

The three friends, enveloped in a bubble of laughter and plans, talked non-stop. Between confessions and promises of an unforgettable night, the conversation turned to how they would let themselves be carried away by the euphoria of the moment, how they would dance without inhibitions and perhaps flirt with boys under the starry sky that was beginning to appear.

The night promised to be one of those stories that would be told over and over again, each time with more details and more color, as if time embellished the memories. And as Vicki's car slid down the road, the three friends plunged into the anticipation of what was to come, a summer that could be the best of their lives.

They drove through a neighborhood adjacent to Tina's, where a residence stood out, the only one lit on the entire street. The young women chose to pass by without paying attention, absorbed in their conversation about what cassette to play next. In that same residence, Billy was immersed in a difficult task.

Everything went smoothly from the start, but preconceived notions about his stepsister resurfaced in his mind, stopping him at key moments and deeply unsettling the young man. The blonde clenched his eyelids tightly to avoid thinking about it, while executing intense movements that resonated throughout the house.

The girl called the boy, imploring him to look at her and utter words of misconduct at the same time.

(These kids these days and their strange tastes... (≖᷆︵︣≖))

Billy thought it was a good idea, but as he opened his eyes, he thought he saw his stepsister's face in the girl, moving away precipitously, rubbing his eyes fiercely to confirm her identity.

"I have to go..." he announced suddenly, adjusting his pants while his excitement persisted. It could be said that even more... The girl was stunned, not knowing what to do or say.

Hargrove, still panting and sweat-drenched, tried to adjust his bulge, but his tight jeans didn't cooperate in those moments.

Before the girl could react completely, the boy slipped out, closing the door of the residence in her face, hurrying to his car, where anger took hold of him, hitting the steering wheel repeatedly and repeatedly honking the horn, scaring the stray cats that wandered the wet street. Seconds later, a smile returned to his face as he looked at himself in the mirror, running his fingers through his hair and checking the time again, remembering that a girl, whose name he barely remembered, was hosting a party his friends were attending. He quickly forgot about the girl and set off towards the address written on a piece of paper, located among used condom wrappers and cassettes.

He left confident, confident that he would find numerous attractive girls who had come to town for the summer, and that he could seduce with his charming rebel surfer's charm, and enjoy the company of his equally uninhibited friends.

The tires slid on the deserted streets. The engine of his car murmured softly in the quiet night. The streetlights blinked as he passed, reflecting on the hood like shooting stars. As he approached Tina's house, the music grew louder, a persistent bass that throbbed in his chest. Upon arrival , he parked with a loud screech and stepped out of the car. The house was lit up like a lighthouse, laughter and chatter floated in the air. In the front yard, his friends were huddled together, dancing shadows against the warm light emanating from the house.

"Billy, Billy!" they shouted in unison, their voices rising above the music. The bottles in their hands glistened in the moonlight as they raised their arms in a jubilant greeting. "Billy, Billy, Billy!" they sang, again and again, their words becoming a welcome anthem, a cheerful and unrestrained melody that celebrated his arrival.

The blonde responded with a smile, the warmth of the welcome mixing with the coolness of the night. These were his people, his moment, and the night had only just begun.

With a triumphant smile, Billy made his way through his friends and took the bottle of Jack Daniel's from Tommy's hands. He lifted it in a bold gesture and, without hesitation, tilted his head back, letting the amber liquid flow freely. The whiskey slipped down his throat, a warm current that promised euphoria and uninhibition. When he finished, he let out a triumphant shout, a roar that resounded with the energy of the night. A few rogue drops of Jack Daniel's escaped from the corners of his mouth, tracing a damp path down his neck and disappearing under the fabric of his t-shirt. His friends burst into laughter, the sound of their joy mixing with the music inside and the shouts of jubilation.

One of them, still laughing, handed him a cold beer. "To finish off, champ!" they encouraged him, as Billy accepted the bottle with a knowing smile. He opened it with a snap and brought the edge to his lips, ready to continue the celebration. The party was in full swing and, in just a few seconds, Billy was the undisputed protagonist of the night.

The atmosphere was electric, charged with laughter and the murmur of animated conversations. The notes of a soft and seductive song floated in the air, mingling with the bittersweet aroma of beer. They had spent an hour talking about their conquests and academic failures, each anecdote more hilarious than the last. The night was young and the possibilities, endless.

With high spirits fueled by alcohol and camaraderie, they decided to venture into the heart of the party. The house, lit up with dim lights and decorated with colorful garlands, vibrated to the rhythm of the music. As they entered, their bodies began to move almost instinctively, letting themselves be carried away by the melody that promised more than just a dance. That's when he saw her. A silhouette that immediately captured his attention, a girl who danced with the same passion and grace as the slow and sensual song that played. Her hair moved in waves to the rhythm of the music, and although he could only see her back, there was something about her posture that irresistibly drew him in. Surrounded by friends, she was the center of a whirlwind of laughter and fluid movements. With determined but gentle steps, he began to approach. Every step was a beat of the song, every movement a line of the story that was about to be written. The distance shortened and the anticipation grew; he was about to enter the orbit of the unknown, ready to join the dance and discover where the night would take them.

With determined steps, he approached the brunette, letting the music envelop them in its seductive melody. His compliments flowed naturally, expressing his admiration for her skillful movements. With a bold gesture, he slipped his arm smoothly around the girl's waist, feeling the curve of her back under his touch as he pulled her closer to him. The closeness was intoxicating; Billy's hips fit perfectly against the girl's back, forming an intimate connection that moved to the hypnotic rhythm of the song. Every movement was a sensual dance, an improvised choreography that enveloped them in an aura of irresistible attraction. Initially, the girl seemed to tense up, ready to push him away abruptly, but as she felt Billy's firm grip and noticed his athletic physique pressing against her, her reaction changed. Although she still couldn't see him, the sensation of his muscled arm clinging to her, his toned torso against her stomach, and his deep voice resonating in her ear, sparked a spark of intrigue and excitement in her. Moreover, the effect of alcohol clouded her inhibitions, causing worries and doubts to fade into the mist of the party. In that state of disregard and euphoria, she decided to go with the flow, allowing the chemistry of the moment to envelop them in a dance of desire and mutual attraction.

Through the haze of the drink, one of her friends watched every move, although their minds were not entirely clear. The other, with a playful smile, leaned against the other and murmured something unintelligible, but clearly amused. The friend turned and laughed, completely oblivious to her friend's confusion. The stranger with whom she was dancing led her with confidence. The friends, in their alcoholic state, began to speculate with knowing looks and comments between laughs. "Who is that hunk?" one asked, while another replied with an exaggerated shrug. Finally, when the song ended, the expressions of the friends went from amusement to astonishment. "It's Billy!" they exclaimed in unison, their voices rising above the music.

With every move, Billy drew closer to the unknown girl. His hands, skillful and determined, gently roamed the contours of her body as his lips delicately explored the exposed skin of her neck. The touch of his lips sent shivers down the girl's spine, who let herself be carried away by the exhilarating sensation of the moment.

Without warning, Hargrove took the initiative and spun the girl around, pulling her towards him with a fiery impulse. Their kiss was like a spark that ignited desire in both of them, a fire that threatened to consume them completely. Billy's hand slid firmly to rest on the curve of the girl's hip, while his other hand gently clung to her nape, intensifying the contact between their bodies. The sound of the girl's laughter whispered in Billy's ear, causing a mischievous smile to form on his lips. They separated briefly, but their gazes remained connected, charged with complicity and desire. However, when they finally recognized each other, a mix of surprise and complication took hold of their faces, breaking the spell of the magical moment they had shared.

"Sam!?"

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[starlightandfairies]

Rainy Nights ~Billy Hargrove~

Description: Billy's and the reader's flirty-playful banter turns into a confession

Warnings: She/her pronouns, fluff, cheesy, flirty banter, swearing

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 1, 719

First Person's POV

The rain was pouring down hard, I was already late, I didn't like being late and certainly not when it came to this family. I parked my car messily on the end of the street, I had to park my car on the end of the street, as per the request of the parents. I ran to the door, getting soaked in the rain as it bucketed down on me, the wind made my hair a mess and I was soaked to the bone by the time I got to the door, the wind following me under the safety of the ceiling of the porch and causing me to shiver as I waited for someone to answer. Thankfully, Susan answered, she didn't mind too much and when she was the first one to deal with things, Neil wasn't hard to tame and I didn't need to worry about being scolded or losing my pay. 

"Dear, come in, Max is in her room and Billy's sulking somewhere. We'll be back around 12:30, so don't stay up late, Neil! Let's go!" The two adults left, slamming the door behind them, leaving me in a shaking mess. I took my shoes and socks off, placed them outside the front door and then made my way down to Max's room. My teeth clattered against each other and shivered as I waited. I knocked on Max's door and smiled at the red-head as she opened the door, her scowl turned into a smile and she instantly looked happier. 

"Y/N! You're here!" I think I was Max's highlight about this house, I knew she hated it here and I knew It wasn't safe for either of the young residents. 

"I'll make you a hot chocolate, yeah?" She nodded and walked back to her room to get her 'Wonder Woman" comic, I walked to the kitchen and started prepping to make the drink. 

"What do you think you're doing?" I jumped at the voice, turning around and looking at Billy. 

"I'm making Max a hot chocolate, I can make you one as well. Don't get your panties in a twist." I muttered, grabbing down one more mug, I could hear the mullet-wearing boy scoff and he then walked over and took the mug from my hands. I raised an eyebrow at him, I moved the hair out off my forehead that was still very much wet and sticking to my skin. 

"No, you're not, you are literally shaking. Go get changed." 

"Billy, I'm fine! It doesn't bother me, it's my fault for being late and not bringing an umbrella and I don't have any clothes. So, what do you want with your hot-" The boy rolled his eyes, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. Billy's arms wrapped around my legs, I steadied myself by placing them on his lower back. My wet clothes stained his singlet and water dripped onto the ground that ran down my face.

"Billy put me down!" I demanded, he didn't let go of me and hiked over to his room. He closed the door behind us, then gently placed me down, he handed me a towel and some clothes. 

"Have a shower, go get changed, I'll be waiting in the living room." I went to protest but he literally pushed me into the bathroom, closing the door as he walked out. I had a quick warm shower, dried off then changed into Billy's clothes. I walked out, my hair was 'shower wet' so wasn't dripping and was pushed back after I took the towel away from my hair.

"Better?" He questioned from behind me, I jumped at his voice and spun around to look at him, Billy smiled gently and handed me a mug of hot chocolate. 

"Max has one, come on, sit down and we can watch a movie."

"Billy, I've gotta make dinner for you and Max -" 

"Y/N! You're not a maid, my parents don't pay you to make food or drinks. They pay to look after Max... and I guess technically me." I burst into a fit of giggles, Billy chuckled and took my hands, lowering his head down to match my height. I stared at him, curious to see the gaze that he held, Billy smirked at something and I could tell that he was thinking of something. 

"You know, you have a real cute butt." He whispered, I giggled at the words flustered by them as well and didn't really know how to respond. 

"And why is my 'cute butt' on your mind?" I questioned with a playful grin, Billy chuckled in my ear and then glanced back to my butt.

"Well, I had to carry your stubborn little butt to my room so it wouldn't freeze off and nobody wants to see that cute little butt disappear." His words continued to make me blush, I looked up at him and then looked at his butt. 

"Your butt isn't bad either." He chuckled back and did this awkward little dance to look at his own behind. Then he stared at me, he cupped my face in his hands and the intense look he held gave me butterflies. Sure we had playful banters like the one we just had, but whenever he held me like this, I shut off and felt like a giddy mess. 

"Seriously, Y/N, please just sit down and relax! Max is okay, she's off reading her comics. You need to remember that while I can be a crappy brother to Max at times, I'm not incompetent, I can look after her, Y/N just choose a movie from the VHS box and I call pizza for the three of us. You haven't slowed down since we got here, you're always working your butt off while you're here and you never take a break. Just, please, just sit down and relax." He begged, his eyes begged and his toned begged me. 

I walked over to the tv, I began to look through a box, searching for a movie to watch. Billy made the call and informed Max of what was happening. I placed the tape in, got comfy on the couch and smiled as Billy sat down. He grabbed my legs, placed them on his lap and made sure the blanket covered most of my skin. Billy rested his hand on my leg and started playing the movie. I couldn't actually focus on the movie but on the boy next to me, I could see part of him die inside once the movie title danced across the screen. 

"What? Romancing In The Stone is great!" I teased, he squeezed my leg, rolling his eyes slightly and I could've sworn I saw a small smile form on his lips. We got ten minutes in, pizza arrived and so we were all eating in front of the tv. The rain had gotten heavier, we had finished the movie and Billy's parents arrived, sending me home in a messy rush. I never argued, I never asked to wait safely undercover for the rain to die down, I knew something was up in the household, I just never questioned Billy about it and never dared voice my concerns.

"Thanks for tonight, Y/N, here's your money we'll call next time we need you to babysit." I was pretty much pushed out of the house, I jumped slightly at the door slamming shut and whimpered as I stared into the rain. I took a deep breath, frowning once I realised I had to get Billy's nice and dry clothes. I started making my way to my car, yet a scream went to escape my lips as I was picked up by my waist and a hand was placed over my mouth. I thrashed slightly but quickly relaxed as I heard his soothing voice in my ear. 

"Shhh, It's just me, go to my room and wait in there. I'll be there shortly." Billy pointed to his bedroom window, I nodded and jogged over there, I climbed into his room and waited around in the room for him. Not too long later, Billy came back and handed me my keys. 

"I took your car home, why didn't you say that your parents weren't home?" 

"I don't know," I mumbled, thanking Billy as he handed me yet another set of clothes. 

"Just dry off in the bathroom and come back out here." I came out later, Billy pushed himself off his bed and strutted over to me. I stared at him, curious to see what he was going to do, he hummed slightly and crouched down to look into my eyes. 

"Billy?" I whispered softly, knowing that I wasn't meant to be here and that I'd have to hide if his parents checked in on him. Billy took my hands, humming gently and then cupped my face in his hands. 

"Don't babysit here anymore, they treat you like shit and while Max adores you, you're too sweet to be here and  I don't like seeing you get treated like that. Please, don't take any more offers to be working here." I frowned at his words, I thought he enjoyed hanging out with me, but there was something else and I didn't know what it was. 

"Why?" I whispered. 

"Because I- I like you, you are the highlight of my day and I don't want to see you getting hurt because of my parents not giving you the respect you need." I planted a kiss on his forehead, smiled gently and grabbed his calloused hands in mine. 

"Billy, I like you too, let's go on a date tomorrow." I smiled brightly, and he chuckled and held me in his arms, he didn't care how much of his kindness he revealed to me, he let down 98% of his mask and didn't care how he acted around me, it was nice and sweet and Billy was great. 

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[hargrovesswifee]

they knew we were STARVIN and FED us

also HANDS.

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