Billy loves the stupid little games they sometimes play.
They’ve been together for years, they know just how to get each other off and what to do or say to initiate things, but sometimes it’s fun to pretend they don’t.
Like, Steve just showered and Billy had cornered him in their room, pressing his boyfriend into the door and kissing him, slow and deep, just how his pretty boy likes it. It’s evident with how the towel tents, how Steve’s chest flushes pink, and Billy’s been wanting his mouth on his boyfriend all day so he presses his lips to Steve’s ear and whispers, “You gonna let me eat you out, princess?”
And, usually, that’s enough for Steve to drop his towel. But, instead, he gets Steve’s hands on his chest and the gentlest push.
He furrows his brow and gives that bit of space, just a couple inches, just enough to see the look on his boyfriend’s face.
With pretty pink lips parted and a look of confusion on that gorgeous face, Steve says, “What?”
Which is funny, because he came with Billy’s tongue deep in his ass just last week.
Billy picks up on it immediately and gives him a knowing smile, grabs at Steve’s hips and thumbs at the damp terry cloth of his towel, “C’mon, don’t be shy…” he wets his lips with a quick flash of tongue before leaning in again, murmuring, “I’ll make you feel so good, I promise…”
Steve leans in and meets his lips halfway, a shy little peck before he pulls away, his brown eyes so big and wide, Billy can see the hint of amusement in them. Still, Steve pretends to be shy, muttering back, “But…”
“But, what?” Billy sighs, pulling at Steve’s towel and grinning as he hears it fall to the floor, sliding his hands down his boyfriend’s hips to grab at his ass, squeezing and massaging the fatty muscle there.
“I’ve…I’ve never done that…before…” Steve whispers, his voice trembling with a poorly contained giggle.
There’s a beat of silence, both of them frozen as they look at one another, until Steve’s mouth quivers and then he’s actually laughing, which makes Billy grin even wider, so wide that his cheeks bunch and his eyes crinkle.
“Oh, you’re just such a virgin, hm?” Billy teases, grinning as Steve leans in against him and ducks his head to hide in Billy’s neck, still shaking with laughter as he cringes at himself.
“Shut up,” Steve laughs into Billy’s neck, whining after a moment, “I was doing so good, too…”
“You were,” Billy agrees with a soft chuckle, wrapping one arm around Steve while the other hand grabs at his boyfriend’s ass again, humming, “C’mon, virgin, ask me to eat you out.”
“No,” Steve whines with that shy little smile from before, his face pink as he pulls away from Billy and goes toward the closet to look for something to wear.
Which wasn’t going to happen, not if Billy could help it.
So, he follows Steve and presses himself to his boyfriend’s back, kissing up the side of Steve’s neck until he gets to his ear. There, he whispers, “C’mon, Stevie, I wanna feel your legs on my shoulders and how tight you can get around my tongue…”
“Billy,” Steve gasps, so put-upon that it makes Billy smile against his boyfriend’s ear.
“Just one little taste,” he coaxes him, sliding a hand down to Steve’s cock, which is still hard. He gives it a squeeze, “If you don’t like it, we’ll stop.”
“Okayfine,” Steve breaths out in a rush, eager as always yet putting up a front like he’s indulging Billy as he swats the blond’s hand away and taking those couple of steps towards their bed.
He sits on the edge and Billy follows eagerly, watching very closely as Steve leans back on his elbows, his legs hanging off of the bed, his cock so pretty where it’s resting against his lower belly.
“Good boy,” he can’t help but to say, which makes Steve’s cheeks go red and his legs spread without being told to.
“It’s that easy, huh?” He teases with a smirk, which grows as Steve gives him a little glare that is so familiar.
He steps between Steve’s open legs and kneels down onto the carpet, his eyes focused on the crease just below Steve’s balls, wanting to lean in and nuzzle his way in there, but he doesn’t. Instead, he grabs Steve’s hips and pulls him closer, until his boyfriend’s ass is at the edge of the bed and then he’s hauling Steve’s legs over his shoulders, like he said he wanted to.
Glancing up, he sees Steve watching him intently, his eyes half-lidded and cock leaking against his stomach. Their eyes meet and Steve’s cock twitches because of it.
God, Billy’s obsessed with him.
So, keeping that eye contact, he gets his hands under Steve’s thighs and pushes them up, just enough so that he can lean in and flick his tongue out against sensitive puckered skin.
Steve’s jaw drops with a soft sound of pleasure, his face twisting a little as Billy goes in again, pressing the flat of his tongue against his hole and moaning against it.
“Fuck, Billy,” Steve moans, staring down at him as Billy gathers saliva onto his tongue before spitting onto his twitching rim.
“So nice and wet for me, baby,” he sighs, the act dropped as he leans in again, swirling the tip of his tongue against Steve’s core, pushing his hands up to the back of his boyfriend’s knees to open him up some more.
The sounds his boyfriend makes are almost pornographic, little mewls of pleasure woven into gasped curses and moans of Billy’s name, and it’s not long until he feels Steve’s hand threading into his hair, pulling his face closer.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” Steve keens, tossing his head back as Billy bullies his tongue past that ring of muscle, groaning into Steve as he feels his boyfriend clench around him again and again, babbling, “Don’t stop, oh god, don’t stop, please—”
Maybe it’s mean, but he does stop, for a moment. Just to catch his breath.
It makes Steve whine in disappointment, wiggling his ass and hips as if to goad Billy to continue, but he gives the back of one of Steve’s thighs a slap for it. Steve takes what he’s given and he knows that.
Doesn’t stop him from being a brat, of course.
After another minute, Steve wiggles again.
“Say please,” Billy smirks.
“Please,” Steve whispers, so soft and earnest that it makes Billy’s cock ache in his pants.
He rewards his boyfriend by leaning in again, pressing a sweet kiss to Steve’s hole before spearing his tongue and licking his way inside, groaning as Steve tenses with a little sharp curse.
It never takes long, especially when Steve gets riled up like this, begging Billy to let him cum and bucking his hips when it’s just a little too much.
Then he gets his hand around Steve’s dick and that’s it.
He pulls away to watch Steve cum all over himself, ropes of it painting his stomach as he moans, his face twisted so pretty as he does.
Billy lowers his boyfriend’s legs back to the ground and presses a kiss to his hip, smearing his wet chin across Steve’s happy trail just to hear the brunet bitch about it in that sleepy voice he gets after he’s cum.
He kisses up Steve’s stomach and to the centre of his chest, glancing up at him with a small smirk as he says, like he did the first time he’d had a taste of Steve, “Wasn’t so bad, hm?”
And it makes Steve roll his eyes with a smile before he’s pushing himself up so he can kiss the smirk off Billy’s face.
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