LOVEfool

Steve's blooming under Billy, stretched out, body shivering with pleasure. Pleasure he feels from Billy. On top of him, caressing him, loving him. And Billy's heart swells at Steve's content sigh, all from his weight on him. The sweetest song to his ears is his boyfriend's contented sigh. Heat coils deep inside Billy, and it's like Steve is home and Billy is the hearth, and he's keeping his baby warm, forever. "You're so beautiful, Steve, you know that?" The question comes as he caresses a finger along Steve's cheek, mapping out the moles there. "I'm lookin' at you, and I see your heart, baby. You're so full of heart. Gonna love you all over. Love you till you know how beautiful you are."

Billy swallows Steve's groan with fervor, wrapping his lips around Steve's tongue, suckling there. Seals it with that nip to his lower lip, grinning wide at the gasp it elicits from his boyfriend. He opens his eyes then, slow, half-lidded, soft. Soft blue. A gentle gaze, a deep gaze, deeper than any kiss Billy could give. Deeper than Billy could bury himself into Steve. His hands come up and frame his boyfriend's face. Holds him there, in his hands, with his gaze. And then, something. Something only for Steve. A smile that reaches his eyes, the kind that brings out little lines at the edges. And his eyes, a sparkling blue. A loving blue. One that sees and loves Steve, Steve, Steve. All of him, even his doubts, though Billy's eyes wash those away gently, looks into Steve's deep brown eyes, sees Steve's soul and says with his eyes: you are enough.

"I love you, Stevie, baby. My Stevie. You've got my love always, you know that?" The sparkle in his eyes reaches the rest of his face, and Billy sets a gentle pace, stroking back the wayward locks of Steve's hair away from his face. "Y'don't need t'thank me, baby. Never need t'thank me for somethin' you deserve t'feel every day. Seein' you. The real you. I love you. Every inch of you."

Billy's humming, vibrating, flushing, and running hot, so hot under Steve's pleasured moans of encouragement. Feels the desperate rock of his boyfriend's hips, needy and full of want. And Billy's hardened dick twitches in answer against Steve's body, leaking precum onto his skin as he ruts into him eagerly. "Not stoppin' baby, just gettin' started. Gonna take my sweet time with you, lovin' you right. So you feel me all over, baby. Feel how you get me hard just by lookin' at your beautiful body." He's leaving heated, breathy kisses down Steve's stomach, both hands now coming to anchor on his hips. Fingers press in, and Billy finds the soft spot of Steve's lower belly, suckles there, sinks his teeth into his skin-- playful, encouraging nips. Billy's moaning, breathing in Steve's scent, draws soothing circles over the offending nip with his tongue. Finds the V of Steve's hips, buries his face there. Peppers kisses before his tongue comes out, flat, and traces the line from the base of Steve's hip, upward. Dutifully, Billy lifts his head, gives kisses to the tip Steve's cock. Finds anchor along the other V line, smiles as he traces this line with his lips and tongue. "So beautiful, Steve. My pretty boy. Look at these grooves, baby. Framing your pretty cock and hairy belly so nice. Wanna lay my head here forever." Billy nuzzles his face inward, cheek landing upon the soft spot of Steve's lower belly. Brushes against thick, course hair nesting all around his hardened dick. Breathes in deep, hungry and needy. Billy comes to rest here, like this is his pillow, his safe harbor. And it is. He brings a hand over, cups Steve's balls, weighted heavy with his load, and begins to knead them. Tender, exploratory. Billy juts his head out, brushes the bridge of his nose along Steve's dick, tongue darting out to lick the length as he goes. "Here you are. Here's my baby. Look at you," Billy murmurs into Steve's cock. "You're makin' me so hard, baby. Never got like this for a second round. Wanna give it t'you."

steve didn't know what to do with billy's observations. his skin tickled beneath his touch, and his insides fluttered at the bare honesty he gave him. laughter expelled from his nose like a deflating balloon. his eyes cut away to try and avoid billy's raw confession. he knew he was good-looking, of course. he liked being admired and getting compliments, but the intensity of being like this with his boyfriend and hearing such tender words was almost too much. his face heated and skin reddened underneath billy's tender tracing. steve's fingers threaded through the curls at billy's temple and softly scratched him through the roots. “ yeah, yeah. heart hungry for desperate approval and weighed down by weak ambitions. ” he closed his eyes tight. he didn't want to ruin this moment by flashing his insecurities. not sure why he felt compelled to combat billy's devotion with the chilling words, steve tried to smooth over his self-depreciating reaction. his smile was lopsided and tender. a quiet sadness at how starved he would be for billy's love. “ you'd have to love me a lot—i hope you're prepared for that. ”

steve never demanded anything from his partners. not because he didn't feel deserving or greedy. he wasn't quite sure why he was more comfortable with the giving. now wasn't exactly the time to pry further into the why. he knew it was strange for him to lie back while billy enjoyed his fill of him, but it wasn't entirely unwelcomed. steve once again felt they'd carved out a secret corner in the fabric of time and space just for them. he wouldn't distract with any hang ups or feelings of inadequacy. he'd simply look back into billy's eyes as he held his face and be. steve would be billy's. be in his hands, in his arms. he'd exist inside his heart and cease to worry about anything else there could be to worry about. “ i love you, ” steve joined in billy's chorus. two weaving into one solid and eternal thread. outside of time and unaffected by physical needs or wants that lay outside this bed. “ i do know. i know, billy. ” he knew billy would always be there. rooted inside of him now. in his heart and mind and soul. even if steve was scared and wanted to push billy away, he knew like he knew the sun would eventually rise and give them a new day that billy wasn't going anywhere.

steve's smile turned lustful as he felt billy's desire paint his sweat stained body. their hips danced as a reminder of their carnal hungers. breathing built up like a growing percussion bouncing off the silent walls of steve's bedroom. steve bit his bottom lip and ached at the hard length of billy's cock rutting against him, between their bodies. sweet satisfaction accompanied billy's kissing down his stomach. he wiggled beneath him, eager to meet his tender lips. his scratching teeth. his delicious wet tongue. steve moaned and continued to brush his fingers through billy's hair. “ baby, baby. god, i love the way you make me feel. yes! more, baby. please. wanna be beautiful for you. only you, angel… ” his cock lifted and bobbed like a greek statue presenting itself for billy's perception. proud and throbbing with full veins, steve's cock was the hottest part of his body right now. radiating a heat that could rival billy's naturally heated temperature. his precum oozed from his head like a fountain barely turning on. steve's chest rose and fell from his overwhelming desire, but his focus fixed on billy's burrowing.

his hands and fingers worked down the back of billy's neck. he massaged deeply into the end of his spine and hardened muscles at the nape of his neck while he watched in rapt attention the lovely sight of billy seeking comfort at steve's core. his stubbled cheek scratched against his bed of hair and soft cushion of his lower stomach. which dipped suddenly with steve's quick intake of air. his muscles spasmed and danced at the relief he felt to have billy's contact in his most intimate of areas. it wasn't about sex so much as it was about the direct contact of billy's angelic face nuzzling at the deepest point of steve's heartbeat. his pulse hammered at the juncture of his hip and groin beneath the roving caress of billy's face. heat shot directly up from his erection straight through to steve's skull. he thought his head might explode off his shoulders from the thrill of seeing billy so intimately attached to him without penetration. chest heaving like he'd run a marathon, steve found a moment's reprieve when billy started to play with his balls. a wail of moaning tore from his wretched lungs as his hips rotated over the mattress. “ yeah, baby! like that. god, you know just what you do to me, don't you? beautiful boy! my sweet, loving man. i love you, baby. you know how bad i love you… ” billy's nose following the line of his erect cock was about as pleasuring as his tongue following soon after. pride surged through him once again to watch billy admire him. “ see what you do to me, billy angel? s'all for you. every inch. yours to take, baby. however you want me. ”

nightklines

If she was being honest, Dottie would have to say that she thought this spot at Lover's Lake was a much better spot than Skull Rock. (For one thing, who picks a spot called Skull Rock for a makeout spot over the lake that's literally called Lover's Lake? Her dork boyfriend, that was who.) And if she was being really honest about it, there was something about the rush of adrenaline that the water and the risk that just elevated things in a way that a lame-ass rock in the middle of the woods just didn't quite do it for her. (No offense to her dork boyfriend, of course. He couldn't help that he was a dork.) Frankly she thought it was easier to just find a place on the side of the road through the woods to pull over and climb into the back seat for a makeout session without the walk through the woods. But again, who was she to judge. Especially since this was their spot. Not a spot he'd made popular to the whole school. Just theirs.

But if he didn't stop being so loud he was totally going to get them caught and ruin this spot. With his canonball into the shallow water, splashing and whooping like a kid, coaxing her to come join him, bathed in moonlight. She would, but she had to stop laughing at him first, trying to muffle her giggles behind her hand -- one of them at least had to be cognizant of making sure they weren't too loud. But it didn't help her fit of giggles when he dove under, feet and legs popping up out of the water in a handstand, walking on his hands just shallow enough for the reflection of the moon on the lake to glint off his cock, like he just couldn't help but give her a nice little show to remind her what her reward was going to be for joining him in the lake.

"Show-off," she teased when he surfaced. "It's a good thing you were on the basketball team, 'cause I don't think you'd have made the cheer team with that handstand." Couldn't have him getting too cocky now, could she. (And his form did need work.) His teasing sent a little tingle through her, his words giving her little flashes of the times they'd been here before, tangled up in the water. She could never tell: was it the risk of getting caught that made it more invigorating, or was it that it simply that the thrill of it made the risk less important? High risk, high reward, wasn't that a saying?

"Maybe I already look good wet, hmm, Steve?" Just to tease him right back, she made a point of not shedding her clothing as quickly has he had -- pulling off her shirt and then taking the time to fold it, not looking over at him, acting like it didn't matter if he was watching or not, shimmying out of her shorts with a little more shimmy in her hips than was strictly necessary. The shorts she didn't bother folding. Then, just to tease him a little more (and so the matching-set bra and panties she was wearing weren't totally going unappreciated) she lifted her arms over her head and gave a little stretch like a swimmer preparing to actually swim. "Oh, are you waiting for me?" Batting her eyelashes over at him like she's completely innocent. But she wasn't going to make him wait too much longer, that would just be mean of her, and it only took her a second to unclasp her bra and drop it on top of her shorts, slide her panties down on top of the pile of discarded clothes, and wade into the lukewarm water of the lake, swimming out to meet him and draping her arms around his shoulders. "Hi," She grinned. "Slippery enough for you? Or do I need to make you chase me?"

#nightklines #⚹𑁋 🙶 ᵢₙₜ ꓺ usfw.#heheheh

his hand shot to the center of his hair covered chest at her dig that he wouldn't be accepted to the cheer squad. steve made a huffing noise and glided backwards from the invisible impact of her words. “ i'll have you know i'm an excellent athlete, baby. ” he defended himself. “ those girls would be lucky to have me throwing them into the air and supported their pyramids or whatever. i'll leave the handstands to you. ” his wink was accompanied by a stick of his tongue to the corner of his cheek. his eyes followed the line of her body to the v of her waist, where her pussy stood completely clothed still. he tried not to visibly pout at that fact as he wondered if she was insinuating what he hoped she was when she said she already looked good wet. “ i'll have to be the judge of that… after you've got naked and come in here, won't i, doll? ” he could already imagine slipping his fingers between her lower lips to investigate the warm desire seeping there. he longed to bring it up to his mouth and suck his fingers clean then kiss her so deep, they both got drunk from it.

steve couldn't do any of that though until she was in arm's reach. watching her slowly disrobe on the shore, he was willing to take her half-naked and finish the job himself at the rate she was going. his hands splashed in the water impatiently though quieter at her request for not sounding the alarm on them. “ d-oooot, what do you want from me? i'd roll out a red carpet if i could. ” his spun around in an exasperated circle, laying his head back to wet his hair some more. lowering his body further into the cool lake, he watched her with only his eyes peaking out. the lovely stretch of her beautiful figure making him practically salivate. he began to resurface as she unclasped her bra and drop it to her pile of neatly stacked clothing. he met her halfway when she finally entered the lake and had his arms around her at the same time she slid hers around his shoulders. then, he sighed. “ that's better. ” he groaned happily at the touch of her, bringing himself as tightly around her smaller form as he could while the water parted to envelop them both.

“ hi, ” he grinned back and took an open mouthed kiss from her damned mouth while he could. “ slippery enough, but we can fix that. no, don't go. in need you in my arms. ” he tightened his hold on her as he said it. his hands mapping the soft skin of her back and down to grope her butt. “ hey, i can prove to you i got what it takes to make the cheer squad. let's do the lift from dirty dancing. i mean, i'm no patrick swayze, but i bet i can lift you just as good. ” his eyebrows danced up and down as he attempted his most sexy smolder. “ you think i'll be able to eat you out from that position? ” his mind was flooded with images of the movie scene where the two lovers practiced in a lake. the momentum and awkwardness of their practice kept dunking them over and over into the lake, but steve liked their odds. they had more practice, after all.

Billy's got a fever. Overheated, like smoke rolling out from the hood of a car. Hazy heat of desire. He's holding back a pant, breathing heavy through the nose. Long lashes flutter as Steve plants a kiss on his nose, his cheeks. He feels it, the tenderness, the promise, on his boyfriend's lips. It only kindles the heat that radiates from him and envelopes Steve. It's always a warmth that is home, that keeps Steve safe, grounded, and himself. But it's got a burning ache over the many nights spent apart now. And Billy's never been patient. Doesn't have it in him, not in the ways Steve does. Not in the ways Steve delights in getting him so riled up, dances close to that edge like a fuckin' tease. Still, even with Billy's frustration, his boyfriend's kisses smooth out the lines across his nose. Billy brushes his nose against Steve's, then finds his mouth, runs his tongue along Steve's teeth until submerging into his mouth. Plants heated moans there. "You're a goddamn tease, pretty boy, you know that?" He pulls away from his mouth with a grin that turns into another frustrated groan, followed swiftly by an involuntary buck into Steve's hand from his fondling. "Holdin' you t'your promise. Wanna have you comin' apart in my mouth till these pretty thighs shake." Billy gives Steve's thighs a pat, fingers digging in, squeezing.

Billy looks up at Steve with heavy-lidded eyes. "Y'come by the shop lookin' like this, and I'll bend you over the hood of a car," he smirks. Stokes the flames of the fantasy just as much as Billy's stoking the flames of Steve's desire in the here and now.

And it's Billy's turn now- his turn to tease Steve once he's standing before him in the shower, naked. Grooves his hips a little, his cock twitching against the firm muscle along his stomach. Precum beads on the head, and water from the showerhead beads along the shaft. Billy's tongue darts out, swipes across his lip as he watches Steve's gaze drop to his preening cock. He keeps his hand on Steve's as he feels his boyfriend stroke his straining dick. Presses his mouth to his ear, breath hot as he murmurs, "Your brat, don't you forget it."

Billy's hands come up to his boyfriend's hands as he cradles his face. Smiles into the kiss. It's a smile that doesn't leave after they break the kiss. Because Steve's smiling back at him, and that's everything. Everything to Billy. Even amidst their teasing and the heat of frustrated desire, Billy's soft. So soft for his man. "Y'think my dick won't stay hard for you, baby? Now I know you've been away from me too long. My Stevie knows better." And it's like Billy's almost begging Steve to come meet him here. And he does. His breath hitches, feels the sting and the rise of heat on his ass from the playful smack. Feels the thump of his twitching cock against his stomach, the tightening of his balls. The heat rises to his face, flushed red, and not even rubbing soothing caresses into his baby's scalp subsides it. "That's my man," Billy murmurs, sugary sweet, against Steve's groan. "Come apart for me, Stevie-- ah!" He hisses at the press of their cocks as Steve pulls him close. Billy's all open-mouthed and gasping, and his fingers dig into his scalp a little harder. "Always gonna take care of you, sweetheart." Delight shivers up his body at Steve's pat on his ass, which in its fullness, jiggles underneath his hand. Like Steve could make his bed there, sink his hands there, forever. But he doesn't, and Billy can only watch, blue eyes now ocean-deep with desire, as Steve sucks on his finger. His King Steve. His angel. Crowned there before him, sending sweet visions of what else he could do with that pretty mouth. Billy's cock twitches, and he licks his lips. Waits until Steve's finger runs across his lip, and,

Sucks. Billy's mouth wraps around Steve's finger, cheeks hollowing out as he tastes his boyfriend in his mouth. He keeps his gaze with Steve, and the long lashes seem almost criminal now in the way they frame his pretty eyes. His tongue flattens, bedding Steve's finger in his mouth, draws out to touch where his finger meets his palm and drags along the underside. He pops off, loudly, on purpose, then takes his finger again, sinks his teeth playfully into the space between his two knuckles, before pulling off again. "Thinkin' about my mouth on your cock, baby?" Billy doesn't wait for Steve's answer, takes his finger in his mouth and sucks, blink, blink, blinking up at him.

billy's kisses are all consuming. steve was pretty sure he could get drunk off billy's mouth alone. he wanted to try that. later, after they were worn out from each other's loving and satisfied with an undefinable bliss. he wanted to lay in their bed and kiss his boyfriend. softly. open mouthed and dueling, lapping tongues. sewn together with the seams of their lips until they shared breath in and out of their lungs, breathing it greedily through their noses until their lungs burned inside their chests. “ i'm your tease, ” he gave back to billy as soon as their kiss broke. “ you fuckin' love it, billy angel. ” steve made unholy noises when billy gripped his thighs. thoughts summoned of his muscles spasming from the pleasure billy will have wrought from his over-worked body sent a fresh heatwave through him. steve couldn't wait. he panted through his smile and flexed his thigh muscles beneath billy's hand. “ get ready to swallow, thirsty boy, because i'm gonna fill you up with all i've got. ”

he took his bottom lip between his teeth and gnawed over that imagine inside his mind. maybe one day, he could get one of the barbacks to watch the place while he sneaked over to billy's shop for a quick surprise. steve could practically feel the metal of the car against his naked legs, jeans around his ankles and his man behind him, filling him up and riding him hard and fast. a shaky breath left his chest and his body shook visibly. “ you better hold onto my hair if you do, loverboy. i think i might give you a ride right there in your little garage. i'd handle better than any hunk of junk you'd be working on that dare, i can guarantee that. take you balls deep, baby, leave my imprint all over that hood so you can be reminded of what you do to me the rest of the day. "

in the shower, in the middle of their game, steve grinned back at billy and kissed his jaw as he played with him. strong, hard cock in his hand while billy pressed his mouth to his ear. “ my goddamn brat, that's right. my brat gets what he needs. don't you worry baby. i love getting you all hot, hot as i can get you, baby. until you're all wrapped up in me. so i can't forget. you and me. together. until we've got every last bit of each other between us. ” their kiss was all-consuming, playful and possessive. steve had been borrowed in the past. he'd been played with and played around before. no one had the mind to keep him, though. not until billy. he kept him in the good times and especially the bad. steve gave himself right back. over and over to prove that steve wanted billy more than anyone in this world and the next. and all billy had to do in return was keep him. my stevie. my man. his laughter was breathless and full of yearning. with those simple, two words, steve knew billy wanted him. “ i know you will, my love. i wouldn't ever doubt it. ” his eyes closed in delight as billy scrubbed his scalp. the pressing of their bodies together elicits a chorus of groans and sweet phrases or praise while billy encourages steve right back. “ take care of me, billy. i know you will, baby. feels so good having you touch me like this. you're everywhere, my love, and it feels so damn good. ”

the sensitivity of their cocks pushed together and dancing to the wiggle of their hips while billy continued to scrub the shampoo into his hair had steve slow his breathing and enjoy the moment. never able to suspend the stillness for long though, his eyes are snapped open and piercing the sight of billy taking his finger into his mouth and obeying his command to suck him. billy knew how to give him a show, too. the pulse at the base of his finger throbbed by the time billy was halfway through his display of what he wished to be doing to steve's cock. steve's fingers framed billy's jawline as he clenched around his angelic features. pulling him a hair closer, steve hesitated as the suds from his lather dripped perilously down on his forehead. spinning them with an athletic agility, steve tilted his head back under the showerhead while keeping billy's mouth around his finger. he moaned at the skillful workings of billy's mouth at his hand and quickly rid himself of the soap on his head with his free hand. “ that's right, baby. suck me. fuckin' suck me real good. give me your mouth like you missed me, baby! ”

he's peaking at billy looking right back at him with that fake ass innocent expression, and steve plotted as he rinsed his hair. “ thinkin' about your mouth on my— ” confident the suds were washed clean, steve surged forward and pressed his mouth over his own hand to kiss billy's mouth. extracting his finger willfully, he moved his hand down to hold billy's throat loosely. moving around the back of his neck to pull him in closer. steve suckled billy's tongue until he could feel him swelling around his lips. he nibbled his lips mercilessly and swept his tongue across billy's teeth until he'd explored him thoroughly. tasted him deeply. left his mark behind on the most senstive parts of him. “ i missed you so much, love. my billy baby. god, you taste so good. missed this! don't leave me, baby. ever, again! take me with you… " steve ran his lips down billy's throat and over his shoulder. he hugged his body to him and mapped the curves and rises with the flat of his tongue, the edge of his teeth. finally, when he'd gotten to the lower part of his stomach, he knelt down in the tub. his face level with the summit of billy's arousal.

steve gave a sweet kiss to the head of his cock then reached for some body wash. he lathered a rag and began at his legs. steve started to bathe billy as promised. his eyes locked to billy's framed blues. he carefully clensed his lower body on his knees. with a gentle touch. then he rose back to his feet to wash his back. then his front. when he was completely covered with soap suds, steve dropped the used rag to the corner of the tub and used his sudded hands to massage billy's balls. he took his aroused dick in one hand, pumped it several times then put it between both his hands to rub him steadily. all the while, steve kept a stoic eye contact. breaking it only briefly during all this to study the details of billy's form. reaquainting himself with the beautiful body of his boyfriend. “ you're as big as i remember, darlin'. so big and thick. i don't know how i was ever able to take you inside me. you gonna remind me, loverboy? ”

#⚹𑁋 🙶 dₐₛₕ ꓺ game.#⚹𑁋 🙶 ₕₑₐd𝄴ₐₙₒₙ ꓺ meta.#⚹𑁋 🙶 ᵢₙₜ ꓺ usfw.

BOLD - applies always. // italic - applies sometimes. // underlined - comfort dependent

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 / 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 :

is submissive. is dominant. prefers to top. prefers to bottom. likes to switch. identifies as heterosexual. identifies as homosexual. identifies as bisexual. identifies as pansexual. identifies as demisexual. identifies as asexual. enjoys sex with men. enjoys sex with women. enjoys sex with multiple people at one time. initiates. waits for partner to initiate. spits. swallows. prefers sex in the morning. prefers sex at night. prefers sex any time. no sex drive. low sex drive. average sex drive. high sex drive. hypersexual.

𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 / 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 :

small build. medium build. lanky build. athletic build. muscular build. curvy build. voluptuous build. wears boxers (trunks). wears lingerie. goes ‘commando’. shaves / waxes. doesn’t shave / wax. cup size a-c. cup size d-f. 1-5" in length. 6 - 9" in length. 10" or over in length. various toys.

𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒 :

is silent / makes little to no sounds. is very quiet. is very loud. grows in volume over time. bites hand / partner / pillow to muffle themselves. calls out partner’s name. curses. fakes / exaggerates. prefers a quiet partner. prefers a loud partner. is turned on by dirty talk. is turned off by dirty talk.

𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 - 𝐎𝐍𝐒 / 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒 :

having their hands pinned. pinning their partner’s hands. having their hair pulled. pulling their partner’s hair. being watched ( by their partner ). being watched ( by a third party ). watching their partner. receiving oral. giving oral. calling their partner ‘daddy’. being called ‘daddy’. giving praise. receiving praise. biting / marking. being marked. spanking. being spanked. teasing. being teased. having toys used on them. using toys on their partner. giving anal. receiving anal. choking. being choked. dirty talk. being tied up. tying their partner up. being worshiped. worshiping their partner. humiliating. being humiliated. degrading. being degraded. knife play. blood play. being pegged. pegging.

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒 :

in a bedroom. in a shower / bath. in a pool / ocean. in a kitchen. in a bathroom. in a bathroom ( public ). in a car. in a tent. in an alleyway. in a field / forest. at a school. in an empty / abandoned building. in a library. on a rooftop / terrace. in a dressing room. in an elevator. in a parking lot. at a museum. at a cemetery. in a closet. at a hospital.

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"Feel me, baby! Feel me milkin' your sweet cock! Stevie, baby, you're in me s-soo deep-fuck! Can fuckin' feel you so good." Billy's heart is in his ears, pounding to the increasingly erratic rhythm of Steve's thrusts. Billy grins, full of heat, sweat beading down his forehead, knowing his baby's close, so close. Like he is, too. His dick's throbbing, leaking, on the cusp of a release that was coiling tight, so tight in his lower belly. The prickling of Steve's hair on his toned back reminds Billy of their closeness, how they're everywhere, imprinted on their skin and in their hearts, in their minds, and deep, deep inside. A place only for them. It leaves one truth: that Billy would always be so full of Steve and his love. Just as Steve would be so full of Billy and his love. He turns his head, presses sloppy, jostled kisses on his love's hairline as Steve kisses his shoulder. Billy's moaning between each kiss, each thrust that's sending Billy into home, sweet home. Lifts his head, chuckling lowly and with primal heat when Steve peels away, drooling over the sight of his preening dick.

"See what you do t'me baby? That's all 'cause of you. Fuckin' me so good, makin' me so hard, sweetheart." His brows knot, pleasured and frustrated, hisses at the way his dick's hitting his stomach with a new, unbridled force now that Steve adjusted their position. Billy holds his breath in anticipation, feels the intent behind their loosening fingers and the path Steve's hand takes until he's gripping his cock. Billy's on fire. Pent up frustration from the lack of attention to his throbbing dick, Billy cries out, feels the pressure of Steve's grip and the way he presses his dick into his stomach. Billy's hips buck involuntarily, wild, erratic, chasing the friction. Feels the build-up of his release, heavy, so heavy in his balls as Steve gives them a titillating pat. Billy's chest swells, glowing, coming to life in the blanket of Steve's praises. His boyfriend's adoration of his cock-- hard, leaking, pretty, and curled at the right angle that hits Steve so good when he fucks him. "So full for you, baby. Gotta load just for you, so close. Touch me, Steve. Take what I've got for you, baby." Billy blinks, heavy-lidded, love-drunk, and meets Steve's mouth, slow and tender. He sinks deeper into Steve's grip, wiggles his ass a bit to take more of his cock. "You got me, Steve," he murmurs, means it. "You're so good t'me. Know I'm gonna be okay with you, baby. And I'm always gonna be right here with you." He presses his sweaty forehead against Steve's. "Right here with you."

Billy feels it. The heat and fervor of their love making is like coming to rest, not setting out to run. Because it is a coming home, every damn time. "That's right, baby. Come home t'me. I'll keep you safe. Loved, Stevie. You're my home. Look at us, baby. Look at us makin' home. Makin' love, so sweet. This is it. You and me." His heart beats out for Steve, telling him all, bare before him in body and soul. Billy swallows Steve's declaration in his mouth with his kiss, a promise, an assurance. The seed that matters, planted in him, growing, warming him up, like Steve's laying out a welcome home mat between them. And there's a new kind of warmth in Billy. The warmth that comes from Steve's love. Just like he promised; Billy's gonna fucking feel Steve in him forever.

Steve plants the seed in Billy, then waters it, encouraging him to blossom. Billy feels it coming, petals closed tight, so tight, now breaking loose, exploding, unfurling into a swirl of colorful petals. "S-steve! Steve! Don't stop. Gonna cum-hng!" It's a tumbling of words, panted out, and then Billy's blossoming. Shoots his load up onto his stomach, thick hot ropes of white spurting up onto his chest, in the dip between his pecs. On his nipple, smattered all over his sweat-sheened stomach. "Come on, baby, stay here with me. Cum for me. Wanna feel you cum inside me, warm me up! Fill me up!" Billy clenched around Steve's dick, ragged and sporadic from the waves of shock shuddering over his body from his own release. Sighs, smiles, feels Steve spill his load into him, hot and full, so full. "Stevie, baby, you did so good, handsome. My man, takin' care of me so good," Billy pants as they both come down from their release. He reaches a hand back, cradling Steve's face. "Welcome home, love."

everything, it was everything. being inside billy, moving with him. seeing how hard he got from his touch, his love. billy's sweet kisses whenever he could give them. so generous. he never asked for anything, and he opened his heart to steve. steve wanted to pour everything he had right back. home. they were home. it wasn't a place. it was where ever billy was. with him, always. steve was pretty sure he blacked out from his climax. he still felt billy's clenching asshole sucking him dry for all he had to give. steve gave it without complaint. only shallow moans as his hips involuntarily bucked against him until he was completely spent. he stayed inside billy as he came back to himself. he realized billy's cum was coated all over billy's front and torso. once he got his second wind, he curled around billy—ducking beneath his arm and around his heaving side. steve put his open mouth to billy's cum soaked skin and licked it up. he bathed him clean and swallowed the salty nectar until he was groaning with satisfaction. “ you… ” he breathed out. licking his lips clean of billy's bliss.

he pulled himself back up and watched as his limp cock slid out of billy's ass. it was slow and tortorous for his overstimulated nerves, but he wanted to be careful of the semen that dripped out from his withdrawl. bringng his hands to billy's back shoulders, he put some pressure there. urged him forward so that steve could work his way down to that beautiful ass he'd fucked so good. his hands rubbed down billy's back until each grabbed a handful of his cheeks. spreading them open as he watched the head of his cock pop free from billy's rim. steve moved quickly then. putting his face right to the vision—the awe-inspiring vision of steve's cum leaking from billy. steve nipped his teeth at billy's ass cheek and kissed a trail to his sobbing anus. then he dragged his tongue to collect the spunk and swallow it up too. his tongue dipped inside of billy. he swirled it around inside. curled it and feasted on the remains of steve's love. his mouth moved back to the globes of billy's ass which he squeezed in his hands. he kissed one side again. sucked it until a hickey blushed to the surface. then steve moved back up his body, along billy's lower back and spine. he pulled him back against him until they were hugging. arms coiled around him again. steve breathed into billy's ear. “ me.. ”

unsure if he fell or if they were settled back onto the bed by billy's strength, steve opened his eyes again to find his head on the pillow. his arms still wrapped around his boyfriend. he was so fulfilled. so at peace. so very tired. “ did i go to sleep? ” he murmured. “ did you? ” he laughed faintly. rubbing his sweaty face into his bicep, he cleared his face of the cool moisture that gathered in his eyes. “ what if this is all a dream? ” he found himself saying. it made his heart skip, and his eyes widened to assure himself that billy was really there. red faced and fucked out of his mind thanks to steve's relentless hunger. steve brushed his hand through billy's curls, tousling them and scratching his head with long, languid flexes from his fingers. “ i don't ever wanna wake up if it is. you're a dreamboat, baby. take me away from it all. ” shelter me.

The heat of the moment is high, sky high. The tangling of limbs, every kiss, every snap of Steve's hips and Billy's ass that ruts into him, meeting him there. Euphoric, this moment. Billy feels Steve burying himself balls deep in him, a union that's more than the act. Like every heated thrust reaches his soul. Love, love, love, home, home, home. A giving of each other, an outpouring, and oh, Billy's outpouring. He's in overdrive, chatty, fast, faster. Doesn't want it to stop, yearns for it. Desperate. And it comes pouring out of his mouth. A reflex, like he's gotta meet the heat, the passion, primal and sweet, and he's all over the place. Billy's got a motor mouth, and it's carrying him away. And like, he's chatty during sex, always has been, but this is different. Something kinda urgent in the way he's going off. The after effects of a life where Billy's always motoring, engine revving- fast, so fast. Loud- in style, in movement- the mask that had shielded him to the outside world.

But he doesn't need that shield. Not here. Billy's safe, so safe, in Steve's arms. He knows that. Trusts Steve completely. But it's like he's a little lost. Like Billy's moving his feet. Unsure where to stand, and so he's coming in heavy, hot. All over the place. His fingers coil into Steve's hand, trembling. A gentle affirming of presence, and a whispered plea to seek grounding. "Need you so much, Steve." Billy's words come out, yearning, begging. "Takin' care of me so good- fuck. Feel you so deep, baby. Can't get enough-- ah!" Nestles closer into Steve's mouth, Billy's panting begins to still, and he breathes shallow breaths through his nose while Steve licks his skin. Warm, wet, Billy's eyes close, focuses on the touch. Then gasps, lips parting as Steve answers him, slows it down, taps the breaks. Steve's buried to the hilt inside him, stopped. Billy clenches around his cock, then falls back into Steve's chest, coming to a rest.

"Steve-ah!" Steve wraps him up, and Billy coils his hands into his forearms. Gasps with a shuddering wave of pleasure as Steve places a knee between his legs, spreading him wider to settle him more deeply onto his girthy cock. Billy feels that extra push deep inside him and he's seeing white. "My strong man," he murmurs, safely seated on his boyfriend, feeling a rush up his spine when Steve turns his jaw toward him, meets him eye-to-eye. Reset. Billy glows, flushes under Steve's declaration. Nods, and then watches as Steve kisses with open-mouthed tenderness on his shoulder. Billy's heart swells, feeling the adoration, the reverence. Tears prick at his eyes, feeling loved, so loved, realizes that what Steve says is true. That this is love, what is shared between them, only them, deep and tender, and not rough and bruising for others to see. "I know, baby," he murmurs back, and it's full of tenderness, full of truth. "Got so lost in my head, baby. Just kept goin' faster, couldn't stop." Billy tucks his head into the crook of his shoulder where Steve rested his face. "I feel you, Steve. Fillin' me up. Stretchin' me good. Lovin' me. Wanna feel it long after this." And the next part isn't rushed. It's just love. "Fill me, baby, please. Let me take you good. Till we both don't know where I end and you begin." Billy meets Steve's kiss with tender passion, fire-lit, warm tongue, deep, so deep. He's planted, seated fully onto Steve, taking his thrusts and savoring his deep drives into him. Gasping into Steve's mouth at the new position, like Steve's deeper than he's ever been before. Stroking his prostate at a new angle till Billy's moaning, "Right there, Steve! Steve, right there, baby!"

“ that's it, baby! gah—clench around me, fuck… fuck-fuck, do it. ride me so good, billy. ride me hard. i'm so deep in you, angel baby. so part of you, i can feel your heart beating around me. fuck-it's-so-good! ” steve gasped and bucked, throwing off his rhythm from the momentary elation of their new position. he was warmed by billy's natural heat, it was like he would never be cold again. his hairy lower belly scratched at billy's lower back as he thrust back against him, into him. deeper. thighs moving between billys' thighs, he bore his weight like a soothing hot stone against his touch starved flesh. steve ran his mouth over the mark on billy's shoulder and suckled the skin, teased the muscle between with the edge of his teeth. his brown eyes peeled drunkenly open, sight arrested by the bouncing of billy's cock against his own stomach from the hammering thrusts of their love making. the pink shaft was hard, smacking and dripping precum like a mirage in the desert. steve didn't know what he was thinking when he thought he'd be able to resist pleasuring his boyfriend's dick to completion.

saliva dripped from his lips and over billy's skin as he drooled over the sight of his beautiful erection dancing around with their heated motions. loosening his grip around billy's fingers, he moved their joined hands down until he dropped billy's hand. needing the freedom of purchase to slide his palm around the strong spine of billy's cock, folding his raging boner back against his stomach and stroking him there. two fingers traced either side of the bulging stem and worked a light pressure into the arch of his cock. when he moved down again, his fingers curled around each globe of his balls and attentively offered each a rotating pet. “ look at you, billy. you got the prettiest cock. goddamn, it's so full for me. i wanna see it burst all over your stomach when you cum for me, baby. ” steve brought his palm up to his mouth for a quick and thorough lick before returning down to pump billy's cock and cradle his balls. faster, faster. his thrusting and his jerking wrist worked in sync. steve stole another kiss from billy's mouth. digging the words back out of his mouth and into his own head. just kept goin' faster, couldn't stop. there were intersections in the road where steve and billy met on equal ground, and steve recognized the fact that their own worst enemies sometimes were themselves. “ i got you, billy. got you. it's okay. not gonna let you crash. go fast as you want because i'm right here. ”

his hips knocked in slow languid thrusts for a few reps as his head peaked down to watch himself pull out and enter billy again. his breathing came in every huff that he pumped back inside of billy. then he was close to him again, eyes piercing and lips intwined with billy's. “ always going to come back here. home. you're my home, billy. not ever gonna forget that. being inside you is the only place i wanna be. home, you're home. ” he was speaking in ramblings and slurring his words, but steve meant every bit of it. he fed the declaration through billy's kiss until he was sure it was planted like a seed to harvest. his arm burned from jerking billy off, but he wouldn't let up. hips raging to bring his boyfriend to climax. “ cum for me, billy. let go. i got you. ” steve was close too. his lungs burned from the effort of breathing through the excursion and whispering to billy. the groans tore from his throat like razor blades and his body screamed for sweet release. “ i'm right there with you. ” he warned and made his strokes long and hard. his balls tightened as he went over the edge. spilling himself into the deepest part of billy and burying himself to the hilt until he was completely empty. resting back on his heels, steve bore both of them all the way through the climax. body shaking and slick from sweat, he gripped billy tighter against him. kissing him softly. “ home. ”

And this is Billy, the real Billy, here with Steve. Opening, blooming, unfurling. Soft, Safe. Tender, so tender. Gentle and playful, soft and a little teasing. There's a spark there still, a daring sort of bright light in his eye. A yearning, wild and free. Like a sun that rises, stretches its golden light all over. Billy sinks into Steve's embrace, and every muscle that has previously stood guard for all these long years, bracing for hurt-- for pain-- relaxes. "Oh, Stevie, baby," Billy groans, heavy and content, like he has just come to rest after a long day. Billy's suddenly heavy in Steve's embrace. Because he's been carrying that weight for so long. But instead of the weight of pain, it is the weight of Billy's heart now. A heart so big, so soft, that cared deeply for everyone, loved fully, and that sang for Steve in a special way-- only for him. His cock twitches a bit, the aftershock of his overstimulated limp dick pressed into Steve's warm and wet and beautiful.

Beautiful, like the way Steve looks at him, lovestruck, breath-hitched, and adoring at Billy's admission. He smiles, radiant, nuzzles into Steve's gentle strokes of his hair. And it's like. If Steve could see what Billy sees right now. How beautiful he is, how his heart beats with the answers long before Steve himself even realizes it. But Billy hears Steve's heart. Speaks the language, the song. He's heard Steve's heart since the first day they met, even when Steve didn't notice what he was doing all that time, trying, trying, trying to reach him, to welcome him home. Steve, his strong, courageous, caring, man. A leader, even when he thinks he does not know the way. Because it is what Steve does in the now that matters, that means the most. Like how Steve leads Billy here, to this. Love, love, love.

Billy's giggling. Smiling into Steve's breathy huff before kissing him on the mouth. No tongue, but still so deep and reverent. Sparks fly, feeling Steve smile back into the kiss, and Billy's free, so free, so full of his love for Steve, so full of Steve's love for him. "Hi baby," he murmurs as he breaks the kiss. Brings both hands up to cradle Steve's face. Fingers threading into locks of brown hair. "Like me here?" Blue eyes half-lidded, framed by long lashes, full of adoration. His face flushes, heat rising from the unrushed chase of desire pooling into his half-hard dick as Steve joins in rutting into each other. Like waves rolling onto the sand. Hisses, arches his chest forward as Steve suckles on his nipples. Feels his dick twitch against Steve's body, like Billy could get hard just from this, but that's not his plan. Not tonight. "You have me, baby. Gonna get your fill so soon."

And Steve's hands are tracing him, memorizing him. Billy sighs, content, dips his head to kiss Steve. Tongue drawing gently across his teeth before sinking in, tasting him deep, slow, so slow. With each withdraw of his tongue, Billy suckles on Steve's bottom lip, then dips back in with tongue, a sweet sigh into the kiss. Moans kinda desperate and pleading when Steve squeezes his ass. But it's not till Steve asks his question that Billy breaks the kiss, his lips shiny and swollen and rosy. He smiles, golden curls falling down on either side of Steve's face, framing them both in light. Billy's light. Warm, bright. He tilts his head up, brushes Steve's nose, drags his lip there, too, before planting a kiss between Steve's brows. "Gonna love every inch of you, Steve," Billy promises, his heart fluttering at the way Steve offers himself to him. "Keep you warm with all I got, baby. Lay back. Let me know you."

Billy shifts his weight, begins his descent. Leaves trails of kisses down Steve's cheek and to the shell of his ear. Lips part, panting a heated longing into his ear, then suckles Steve's earlobe with a playful nip. "So beautiful, baby," he murmurs, kissing down his neck, exploratory in nature. Billy's mapping out the shape of Steve, what makes his breath hitch, and committing it to memory. Like Billy will always know Steve, know him even if he were blind. He finds the hollow of Steve's neck and pauses, laves his tongue up to his adam's apple, shivering with pleasure at the salty taste of his skin. Blood's rushing to his dick now, just from the taste of Steve. "Got such a kissable neck, baby. Such a beautiful body, wanna kiss you all over." He sinks lower then, shifting his weight down so that his head comes to rest on Steve's chest. Rubs his cheek into his hairy down, soft and sexy. His hand arrives first, warm and searching in the way he runs down Steve's pec, down, down to the cut of his waist. Wraps his fingers there, gentle pressure, then works his tongue in circles around Steve's nipple. Teeth grazing just a bit, gentle sucks, then flicks his tongue there. Billy's feeling with his body, feeling for Steve's reaction. Pulls back once, kisses Steve's sternum. "You feel good, baby? Feelin' my love for you? Feelin' what you do to me?"

steve was open, welcoming billy to the harbor of his body. he cradled billy's heaviness with a content sigh. reached out to bring him closer and kiss the places on his face and over on his curved shoulder as his hands moved over him. petting him, stroking his slick skin and massaging his tight muscles. oh, stevie, baby. plain words that spoke volumes. heavy words like billy's body on top of his. they were honey dripping into steve's ears, and he welcomed their sweet, comforting flavor. the movement from billy's cock tickled the hairs of his happy trail, and a warmth broke out in the depths of his stomach. steve combed the curls framing the sides of billy's face and followed their curved strands down until his fingers returned to billy's hot, sweaty skin. he kissed billy back, no tongue. although he longed to dart his throbbing muscle into billy's wet heat. delve in to capture the taste of billy's hot mouth, but steve tampered his impulse. he wanted to bask in this gentle exploration. “ love you here. love you on top of me, loving me. love me, baby. love me all over. i need you. ”

he groaned wantonly into billy's kiss. giving him everything he longed for. his taste and the pressure of his firm caress. steve felt claimed by him, held by him. he gasped when billy sucked his bottom lip and peaked his eyes open to watch billy's gorgeous face as he feasted on him. those blue eyes. it was easy to fall into a pair of pooling blue lava, all smoldering and hard to escape from. steve heard the girls fall over themselves giggling over billy's blue eyes. to steve, they were cool. not hot and captivating in their gaze. billy's eyes had the ability to hold steve like a light in the darkness. they sheltered him in their embrace. peeling back the layers he tried to hide beneath his popular persona and know-how. they sought out his doubts and silently assured him he was wrong about himself when it came to being… enough. steve's breath quaked in his chest and his body vibrated from the deep swell of emotion. steve nodded shakily at billy's answer. “ please, billy. yeah, baby. do it. i want you to love me. ” he never had to convince billy to love him for who he was like he tried to do with other people's view of him. an act he put on to appear cool and aloof. billy didn't want all that. he didn't need it. it was steve that pushed him away. he didn't have to ask billy to love him for himself. he only had to let him do it.

steve opened himself, wiggling underneath billy on the bed. his hands kept their petting over billy's arms and back. encouraging him to learn every inch of his body. “ you make me feel so good, billy. doing this, just this… you see me like no one else, angel. thank you for seeing me even when i didn't want to see it myself. god, i love you. ” steve shook bodily from billy's treatment of his neck. the warmth and wet of his tongue bathing his skin and tracing his jugular had him purring, low and long with pleasure tickling all throughout his insides. his breathing sputtered with every shift of billy's focus on the places of his neck. reaching to cradle the back of billy's head, he threaded his fingers through his blonde head and scratched softly in approval. “ yeah, baby. love it when you kiss me there… it's got me—so hot! ” his sweat poured from the back of his neck and his lower back as he squirmed beneath billy's attention. “ oh, go—god! ” steve arched his back, moving closer to billy's explorative touch. when he kissed his nipple, steve's cock stirred. his balls grew heavy and yearning to be touched the way that part of his body was getting. steve's hips thrust against billy's, seeking out the friction to calm his jealous area. steve could hear and feel his own heartbeat everywhere. in his eardrums, bursting through his hairy chest and down to his most wanton place, pulsing in the rising heat of his genitals. “ feels so good, baby. don't stop. please, fuck, don't stop. i need you. need you loving me some more, billy angel! ”

steve's least favorite part about finding their spot on lover's lake was unironically finding their spot by lover's lake where no one had managed to bust them yet. the limbs were low hanging and thick. the tree line spread around the waterfront like a semi-circle from all sides. it stood like a portal to a pocket dimension, keeping the fireflies, frogs and horny couple safe from prying eyes. steve held @nightklines's hand as he pushed back the branches and finally escaped them to break through to the spot where they could safely strip naked and enjoy the cool waters of the lake. not too cold! over here, the temperature was a perfect degree on the shallow side, having soaked up the sun's heat from the day. the further they drifted out, the cooler the water got if they needed the jolt of energy. steve let her go long enough to pull his shirt over his head and pile up his clothes on a fallen trunk. unabashed by his nakedness in front of his girlfriend, it felt natural to be so revealed before her eyes to see. he scratched his nails down the hair of his chest and sprinted into the water. semi-cannonballed into the water, steve brought the thunder! whooping and splashing. he broke through the surface spewing a mouthful of water through his lips like a fountain.

“ come on, baby! it's so lonely in here without you near me. ” he batted the water droplets from his thick lashes and put on his sweetest pout for her. his arms weaved through the lake's embrace, creating gentle waves around his body. “ c'mon, baby, ” he continued to call with increasing sweetness. a mischief began to shadow his eyes, though, like he was planning something as soon as she was within reach. “ dot, hey. check this out! ” he dived under and there was blessed silence for about a minute. then his feet shot back up and his legs were visible to just below his knees. he was apparently performing a handstand just for her. each leg shifted in balance like his arms were taking turns beneath the water bearing his anti-gravity weight thanks to the lake's buoyancy bearing his weight. he began to walk towards the shallows on his hands until more of his legs were showing and eventually down to his waist. the spin of his penis curving naturally with his cock's shape, laying flat against his stomach from his upside down angle. his balls blanketed the base of it, all nestled in the bed of his pubic hair. his shaft swayed on his belly, this way and that way, with the stride of his walk. then he was gone again, back under the water to put himself right side up again.

steve came up with a mist of water from his lips. his big hands combed back the wet curtain of his hair until it slicked back on his head. he looked like an old movie star or a guy trying really hard with his prom look. clearing the water from his eyes with a couple of digs from his fingers, he peaked back at her. steve smiled, big and stupid. his teeth lined up white and in a row between his lips. “ bet you look pretty good all wet, dottie. all wet, all slippery… ” he took his bottom lip between his teeth as his eyes fell down her body. “ bet i couldn't even keep you from wiggling out of my arms when you're like that. excited and playful in the water. you'd just fall right out of my grip, and i'd have to hold you real tight, huh, curlicue? ” steve worked himself up teasing her. he relished the thought of chasing her in the water. grabbing onto her long enough to enjoy her shape against his hard body. she'd be all soft and… would she giggle? would she give into him immediately? would she take on her own desires and surprise him with how she wanted him? steve was eager to find out. his cock stirred in the lukewarm depths of the water, and his palms prickled for wanting to touch her. “ c'mon, dottie. c'mere, baby. ” his voice dropped into a husky whisper. eyes darkened against the low visibility of the half-moon's light.

Billy's in utter bliss. The world's shut out, and Steve's taking him to another place, another planet, another fucking life. There's only the heat of this moment, the heat of their skin, and the heat that coils in his lower belly with every slap, slap, slap of Steve's balls, heavy and hot, against his ass. It's a goddamn song, reserved only for them, a secret mixtape for their ears only, right now. The way Billy's grunts slip from his mouth, guttural and loud- the kick back drum beat to Steve pounding into him. He meets it, fuck he meets it, ruts back into him with his ass, cushiony-sweet into Steve's body. His arm is snaked around the arm with which Steve holds him. Billy's digging his fingers into Steve's forearms, firm, even against the sweat that's keeping them deliciously slick. He grins, wicked and loving, head thrown back and nestled against Steve's cheek. And Billy knows his boyfriend can feel it, his smile. The way his mouth upturns, stretches right against Steve's cheek like, Yeah baby. This is what you do to me. "Good," he pants out, shivering a bit at the feel of sweat running down the dips of his lower back. "Takin' me so good, can't fuckin' stop ruttin' into you, baby." It's instant, it's trust, it's a giving of himself-- the way Billy uncurls his fingers from Steve's arm, lets Steve interlace their fingers, guiding, guiding, guiding his hand to his lips. Tender, gentle. The perfect blend to the way they were going hot and heavy at each other. And that's when Billy's delightedly caught, feels Steve practically roll on top of his back, and it presses Billy's face deeper into the pillow, blonde curls wayward, messy, and sticking to the sweat beading on his forehead.

"Wanna be on top of me, baby? Press me down into the mattress as y'take me from behind? Throw all your weight onto me, baby, fuck-" Billy's playful, teasing tonight. Exploratory, searching for new buttons of pleasure that hit just right for Steve. "Settin' a challenge tonight, huh? Hng! Make me forget everything but your name!" His dick twitches hearing Steve's grunting commands. "I'm yours, Stevie. Made to take your pretty cock. And you're mine. Fit inside me so good, meant t'fuckin' be, baby." Billy's seeing white, feels the grip of Steve's hand on his wrist, keeping it there by his chin. Kisses him, needy and full of want. Billy's mouth opens willingly to the knock of Steve's tongue on his teeth. Crashes his tongue into Steve's, whimpers into his mouth when Steve sucks on his tongue. A heavy smack of their last kiss before breaking apart has Billy reeling, angling his neck so Steve can leave his trails of kisses. His breath hitches at the feel of teeth on his shoulder. Sharp and tender, teeth and tongue. Billy's brows knit, like he wants to turn his head, kiss Steve till they meet their release. But Steve's in the lead tonight, and Billy's here to encourage. Chatty, chatty. "Markin' me up, baby? Makin' sure everyone knows I'm yours?"

steve never intends to be rough when making love to billy. especially tonight. he wanted to fuck him slow and deep as they lay in bed pressed against each other. something flipped. he couldn't blame the craving entirely on billy except steve was consumed with the need to possess billy all of a sudden. his enthusiasm increased with billy's taunting words. with the sounds he made for him. god, steve was swept up in a spell that urged him on. harder, faster. more more more! he wanted billy to feel him the next day as he walked around. steve wanted to imprint himself all over billy. their fingers intwined, steve's palm ached against billy's. the tenderness with which he put billy's hand to his own face and rubbed his lips over billy's knuckles was electric. the way in which he claimed his body was primal. “ so good. can't get enough, can you, baby? need me that much, huh? can't fuckin' wait for me to get inside you--ah! you take me so good, baby. perfect, fuckin' perfect. ” his breath fanned billy's curls. his tongue collected the salty lines from billy's skin. he smiled in spite of his fever to consume everything billy could give him. refusing to scream his name as he asked, steve wasn't deterred. he slowed his hips at great pains to his own pleasure. his balls tightened up into his scrotum as they practically screamed on their own for the movement to resume. the heels of his feet buried into the mattress to hold his stationary weight. what was a practiced motion suddenly halted to the great derailment of his body. steve groaned at the pump of the proverbial brakes.

a string of spit connected the mark on his shoulder all the way to steve's mouth. his tongue darted out to break the strand. he didn't pull out of billy, only stopped his thrusting right as he was buried deep inside of him. steve rocked himself further inside, grinded his pelvis against the soft yet firm mound of billy's backside. he brought his knee between billy's legs and spread them. keeping them together, steve used his strength to hold billy against his front as he rocked them upright on the bed. he swayed with the natural momentum of his push—his elbow hoisting him up as he pulled them both up at once. until steve was sitting on his knees with billy still seated on his cock, steve's thighs acting as a seat for billy. his cock was rooted at its deepest vantage from this position. billy's full weight seated back onto steve. steve breathed out a soul crushing sigh against the wet spot of his bitemark. he turned billy's jaw with their joined hands to face him from over his shoulder. “ you are mine. said it yourself. ” steve clenched his ass and moved himself without withdrawing from billy's ass. his cock twitched inside of his lover, strumming his prostate with a sickening leisure. steve let his head fall over billy's shoulder, kissing that mark he made so sweet. his lips ghosted over billy's skin. open mouthed. only lips. his eyes were full of tender admiration. he laid his cheek on billy's shoulder and brought his face closer to billy's.

there was no hauty authority in his expression. only love. “ they don't have to see it, baby. i just want you to know. i want you to feel it right now. in the morning. a day from now. i wanna fill you up with me until you don't know where you end and i begin. understand? ” steve crushed his mouth to billy's and kissed him until his lungs burned, begged and demanded air. right as he broke the kiss to give into his bodily needs, steve resumed his fucking.