My final fill for @harringrovewinterbingo !! I'm sad I wasn't able to fill out my whole card this time, but I'm pretty proud of this last one, especially since I got it done just under the buzzer. I hope everyone enjoys, and title comes from the song of the same name by Garbage. Title: Automatic Systematic Habit Square + Prompt: C3, Willingly Tied Up Rating: Explicit Word Count: 4736 Words Major Tags: None Additional Tags: Flirting, Jealousy, Possessive Billy Hargrove, Anal sex, Anal fingering, Mildly dubious consent, Forced feminization, Humiliation, Foursome - M/M/M/M, Creampie, Rough oral sex, Mild painplay, Spanking, Face slapping, Hair-pulling, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Coming untouched, Dirty talk, Rope bondage, Bondage and discipline, Bratty bottom Steve Harrington, Name-calling, Cum slut Steve Harrington, Freak Jonathan Byers Summary: The main problem with dating Steve Harrington is that he was a relentless flirt. He knows it will get under Billy's skin if he flirts with whoever is around, usually Jonathan and Eddie. But Billy's had enough of it, and the three of them cook up a plan to put Steve in his place. Also on: Ao3
The biggest problem with dating Steve Harrington was that he was a relentless flirt. And while that was a plus at the beginning of the relationship because Billy was too scared to make the first move, now that they’re officially together, he knows that continuing to flirt with others was going to get to him. Billy knew that, rationally, Steve was his and his alone. When they were alone together, Steve was the sweetest guy on the planet, and he showed it with unmatched affection time and time again. But he also knew that whenever they were around other people, especially other guys, Steve liked to push his buttons and get him riled up, and there was no better way to do that than to make him jealous by flirting with whoever was around. And since they only had a limited friend group now that high school was over, that meant he mainly flirted with the only other two guys around: Jonathan and Eddie.
It was getting to the point that they couldn’t do anything with them without Steve coming onto them in some way or another. If they went to the movies, he always put his arm around whoever was sitting next to him. If they were at home just hanging out, he’d throw out pet names and cuddle up to them on the couch, just to watch Billy squirm. If they went out to eat, he would always share his food and tell stupid jokes and throw out dumb pickup lines just to watch everyone else at the table go red in the face. And finally, Billy was getting fed up with it, so he decided it was time to do something about it. He waited for a day when he knew Steve had to work, and called the other two up to try and figure out what to do. They met at Eddie’s place, figuring it was the best since there would be no one else there to interrupt.
“So, I’m gonna be straight with you guys,” Billy said as they all got comfortable in the living room, “I think we should try and limit how much we hang out together, at least when Steve is around. I love him and I know he loves me, but whenever we hang out with you guys, too, he keeps flirting with you and it’s starting to get to me.”
“Why should it be getting to you?” Eddie asked as he picked at a scab on his wrist. “I mean, you said yourself, you love each other, you’ve told us before he only does it to get your goat, and he’s always been a massive flirt, it’s just in his nature. Nothing to get worked up over.”
“No, no, I think I’m with Billy on this. You’re right, Steve always has been a flirt, but I’ve never seen him go this hard when he’s in a serious relationship. I don’t think he’d ever cheat on anybody, but I also think it’s very possible for him to have a wandering eye,” Jonathan chimed in, then added, “Although, why he’d go for either of us when he’s already got someone way more attractive is beyond me. No offense, Ed.”
“None taken,” Eddie shrugged.
“So, I guess this means we’re in agreement about hanging out less?” Billy asked, looking back and forth between the other two.
“I guess,” Jonathan nodded.
“Or,” Eddie said, a mischievous little smile coming to his face, “We could try a different approach.”
“Like what?” Billy asked.
“Like giving him a taste of his own medicine,” he said, that smile only growing wider. “Think about it, the only way for him to see how what he’s been doing is affecting us is to affect him the same way. Let’s teach him a lesson the hard way so he knows exactly how we feel about all this.”
“And just how would we do that?” Jonathan asked, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow.
“Oh, don’t you worry, Jonny,” Eddie grinned, “I’ve already got an idea.”
By the end of the afternoon, they had their plan fully worked out, and all they needed to do was pick the right time to execute it. They decided on a Sunday two weeks later, since they would all have off work and it would give them enough time to gather the things they needed. They decided that, since Steve had learned how to push all their buttons, they’d learn to do the same to him. It wasn’t hard, really. Billy already knew a lot about what Steve liked, and a lot about what made him feel insecure, so they built off of that. And by the time the two weeks passed and Sunday rolled around, they were more than ready.
That morning, Billy woke up next to Steve in his bed, and he couldn’t help the giddy, anxious feeling rising up in his chest as he thought about what was going to happen in a couple of hours. He laid there and thought about it until Steve woke up, and when he did, he wiped the smile off his face and pretended it was just another day.
“Good morning, baby,” he said, rolling onto his side and kissing him on his nose.
“Morning,” Steve mumbled back, smiling lightly and yawning before returning the kiss. Billy let himself enjoy it before he made himself focus. It was up to him to get the ball rolling, and he wasn’t about to waste any time.
“So, I’ve been thinking,” he started, grazing his fingers lightly over his boyfriend’s chest. “Since we have nothing to do today, I thought that maybe this afternoon, we could… try something new?”
“Like what?”
“Oh, I don’t know, like… like letting me, maybe, tie you up? I know you like to take care of me when I’m vulnerable, so I want to try and do the same for you, but since I know you like to be in control most of the time, I figured this might be the best way to get you to relax and just let me do my thing,” Billy explained, knowing Steve would go for it if he framed it like that. And of course, he took the bait.
“I think that could be arranged,” Steve grinned, kissing Billy again as they sat up. “But first, breakfast.”
“Good, I’m starving,” Billy smiled, “I’ll meet you downstairs, I gotta piss.”
As soon as Steve was out of the room and Billy could hear him heading down the stairs, he grabbed the phone off of Steve’s nightstand, dialing Eddie’s number and waiting. As soon as he picked up, Billy told him their plan was set in motion, and Eddie said he and Jonathan would be there for the next part in an hour or so. Billy told him he’d leave the front door unlocked for them and they both hung up the phone, excitement bubbling up inside them as they both went on with their next steps. For Billy, that meant getting out what he needed and getting his emotions under control before he went downstairs and joined Steve for breakfast, stopping by the front door to unlock it before heading to the kitchen.
It didn’t take them long to eat, and the next thing they knew, they were heading back up the stairs and into Steve’s bedroom. Once inside, Billy whirled Steve around and pinned him against the door, kissing him hard and letting his hands wander, knowing that this was the quickest way to get him ready to go. Normally, he’d take his time with foreplay, but today, he didn’t have time for that.
“Baby?” He asked once he knew he had him worked up just enough, “Since I get to be in control today, will you let me dress you up a little?”
“If that’s what you want, babe,” Steve sighed, and Billy was surprised he gave in so easily. Steve normally wasn’t one to do that, but every so often he’d put on a special outfit or costume to make Billy happy. He was just glad he didn’t put up as much of a fight as he usually did.
“Good,” Billy grinned, “I already had it picked out for you.”
Steve nodded and smiled back as Billy led him over to the bed, where a lacy white lingerie set with little blue bows was all laid out and ready for him. Billy had to hide his rueful grin as he saw Steve’s face flush, glad to know he was getting to him already. Even when Steve did dress up for him, he never wore anything like this, anything girly, and if he hadn’t just said Billy could dress him up before he knew what he’d be wearing, he probably never would’ve. But it was too late to back out now, so he did his best to push aside his pride and let him start dressing him.
It didn’t take long to get him all done up, and Billy beamed with pride as he saw Steve sit in front of him, decked out in lace panties, a bralette, sheer stockings and a garter to keep them up. Steve had even let him put mascara on his eyelashes. He was so ready to throw him down and defile the cutesy little display before him, but he held off, instead getting the silk ropes he’d bought last week and instructing Steve to hold his hands behind his back so he could start binding him. He followed the little pamphlet of instructions that came with the ropes to tie his hands, then moved on to his legs, helping him into a kneeling position and tying the ropes so that his thighs and calves were together, leaving him no way to move his legs. He had just finished tying the final knots when he heard the door open and close downstairs, and he grinned again as he went to get the final touch that would turn this picture into a masterpiece. It was a little blue satin hair bow, the same color as the bows on the lingerie, and Billy’s smile only grew as he stuck it in Steve’s hair.
“You look so sweet, baby,” he cooed, loving the way he blushed, “Just like a little doll.”
“What was that?” Steve asked, having heard the door, too.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you,” he smiled, standing up and leaving him bound and helpless on the bed. “I invited some friends over to play with us.”
Upon saying it, the bedroom door opened, and Eddie and Jonathan walked in, smug smiles on both of their faces as they saw the scene before them. Although they’d known for weeks what to expect when they first walked in, neither of them had been fully prepared for the real thing. Their imaginations had been running wild for days, but they never could’ve dreamed up the shocked and slightly frightened expression on Steve’s face. It made him look even more like a little doll, and the idea that they were going to get to ruin him like this was more exciting than they could’ve imagined.
“Damn, Bill, had I known this was what we were missing, I’d have suggested this a long time ago,” Eddie said, sauntering over to the bed and flicking Steve’s nose. He wrinkled it up in response and scoffed, rolling his eyes like a little brat.
“What do you mean you suggested this? Billy, what the hell is going on?” Steve asked, glaring at Eddie until he realized Billy wasn’t answering him. He turned his head and audibly gasped, his jaw hanging open as he saw his boyfriend with his tongue down another man’s throat. He and Jonathan were making out like their lives depended on it, their hands all over each other, removing their shirts and touching everywhere, as if the others weren’t even in the room. Steve tried to look away, but Eddie grabbed his face and made him watch, chuckling darkly as he saw how it affected him. He had already been hard from earlier, but now it was noticeable, and his entire body looked flushed from a mix of embarrassment, jealousy and arousal. It was so cute to see him so helpless, and Eddie had to physically hold himself back from doing anything more than just holding him in place. This was a punishment, after all, he couldn’t let his own desires ruin things before Steve learned his lesson.
Pretty soon, though, Jonathan let Billy go, and he switched places with Eddie, settling himself behind Steve on the bed. He used one hand to hold his face in place like Eddie had, and started running the other over his chest, toying with him as they watched the other two make out.
“So, Stevie, how does it feel to know that I’ve taken another one of your partners right out from under you?” Jonathan whispered in his ear, leaning down to press his bare chest against his back. “It’s pretty hot, isn’t it?” Steve didn’t answer, only squirmed against him, and while it was titillating to know he was getting to him, it wasn’t the answer he wanted. “Isn’t it?” He repeated, his tone sharper this time, and he accentuated it by pinching his nipple through the bralette, making him jerk and huff before finally answering.
“Fuck! Fine, yes, it’s hot!” He grumbled, his skin feeling even hotter as he watched Billy and Eddie laugh at his pain. They were coming over to the bed now, losing their pants on the way, and sat in front of Steve, Jonathan moving to join them. Once he was there, they picked up right where they left off, putting on a sordid show of working each other up. Steve was still having trouble forming words as he watched them, jealousy and arousal still battling for dominance in his mind as they massaged each other’s dicks and marked each other with hickeys.
“Fuck, Eddie baby, that feels so good,” Billy groaned as Eddie spat in his hand and started to stroke him, Jonathan working overtime to bite and suck a hickey into his neck.
“You sound so sexy when you moan my name,” Eddie grinned, continuing to pump his fist as Jonathan joined in.
Billy smiled as they worked, continuing to moan and putting on a big show. He was never very vocal during sex, not after years of having to be silent just to jerk off without alerting anyone else in his house, but all that was going out the window now as he played it up, letting himself enjoy the sensations coursing through his body and not thinking twice. And it wasn’t hard to enjoy it. Jon and Eddie were actually really good at this, and it wasn’t long before he finally came, just as Steve finally managed to find his tongue.
“Um, hello? Is anyone gonna tell me what the hell is happening? Why are you two all over my boyfriend? And why are you just letting them touch you like that?!” He asked, clearly trying to move his hands around, but he couldn’t.
“Because you’re a bratty little bitch that needs to be put in his place,”Jonathan said, surprising all the others at how boldly he was speaking. “You need to learn what the consequences are if you’re gonna act like a whore all the fuckin’ time.”
“Uh, yeah, what he said,” Billy chimed in after a moment, still surprised at how the usually quiet and shy boy had completely flipped his attitude.
“What? You guys aren’t making any sense,” Steve pouted.
“Let me put it to you this way,” Eddie said, smirking and grabbing a corner of the blanket to clean off his hand, “You’ve been laying it on us thick to try and get under Billy’s skin and he was tired of it, and I suggested we give you a taste of your own medicine, so we cooked up this little scheme. Clever, huh?”
“And you just went along with this?!” Steve asked, turning his attention to Billy. “I seriously can’t believe you. This is practically cheating!”
“Oh, and what you were doing wasn’t?” Billy threw back, “You never passed up an opportunity to flirt with Eddie and Jon, especially after you knew it bothered me! At least all this is fake, it was all planned out just to bug you. When you would flirt with them, you clearly meant it!”
“Well...okay, fair point, but still! At least it was never physical!”
“You would literally make up excuses to cuddle up to us,” Jon said, rolling his eyes. “Besides, you’re being such a baby about this. It was just a handjob.”
“Jonny’s right, it really isn’t that big a deal. Especially since humiliating you and pissing you off was only the first part of the plan,” Eddie said, biting his lip. He looked Steve over slowly, taking him in fully before starting to crawl towards him, the other two following suit until he was surrounded. They all loomed over him, their eyes full of lust and wicked smiles stretched over their faces, ready to pounce. Steve’s eyes widened at first, like he was afraid for a moment, until Billy ran his hand through his hair, and he realized he wasn’t in any danger, just a bit of trouble.
After that, it was a free for all. Jonathan, Eddie and Billy were all over Steve, just like they’d been with each other. Any bit of him they could get at, they were there, touching, kissing, teasing, whatever they could do to elicit a response from him. Steve felt like the breath was knocked out of him when they attacked, and he was still struggling to get it back as they moved him however they wanted him. He closed his eyes as he began to feel overwhelmed, but it felt strangely freeing, and it was definitely turning him on. He was loving all the attention, and just as he was starting to show it, suddenly, they stopped altogether. He groaned in frustration as his eyes shot open and he glared at them, breathing heavily as he tried to ask them why they stopped, but his voice once again eluded him.
“What, did you think your punishment was over just because we started touching you?” Billy teased, tweaking his nose, which he knew he hated. “Oh, no, sweetheart, that was just to get you hard again. That’s what’s so fun about this. It’s not about what we can do for you, it’s about what we can do for ourselves by using you, and maybe we’ll give you some relief once we’re done.”
“So, are you gonna be a good little slut for us?” Jonathan asked, grabbing Steve’s face again, hard, and waiting. Steve didn’t know what to say, though, and he got impatient. He rolled his eyes again and spit into his still open mouth, then held it closed and asked again, “I said, are you going to be a good slut?”
This time, Steve nodded eagerly, seeming to come out of a trance as he swallowed hard and opened his mouth again. He wasn’t used to acting like this, usually he was the one in control, but it was like a switch had been flipped, and now, all he could think about was being treated like nothing more than an object, like he had no purpose but to make sure he satisfied everyone else in the room.
“Good boy,” Jonathan smiled, finally letting go of his face and looking at the other two. They nodded, and helped him move Steve so that he was kneeling on the floor, looking up at them with curiosity in his eyes. He waited patiently as they moved around him, Jonathan kneeling behind him, Billy in front, and Eddie standing to the side, all looking at him like he was a piece of meat and they were hungry wolves.
Finally, once they were settled around him, they pounced, Jon and Billy tearing at the panties he was wearing until they ripped them off, and Eddie grabbing his head and holding it to his crotch, making it clear what he wanted from him. Steve yelped at the sudden movement, but quickly composed himself and got to work, taking Eddie’s dick in his mouth and starting to suck. He loved the feeling of a big, heavy cock in his mouth, and he let that show clearly on his face as he worked his lips and tongue, barely even registering the sound of someone spitting into their hand. He didn’t even think about it until he felt Jonathan’s spit-slick member prodding at his ass, and he froze for a moment, much to Eddie’s annoyance. It’s not like he’d never had anything in his ass, but it had been a while, and with no prep beforehand, he knew it was gonna hurt a little bit until he got used to it. But he had no time to think about it, as an entirely different kind of pain exploded across his face when Eddie slapped him, hard.
“I never said you could stop,” he growled, grabbing Steve by the hair and forcing him to keep going. Steve was still trying to get caught up on everything that was happening, but he let Eddie move him however he wanted, tears springing to his eyes as he shoved all the way down his throat and held him there until he choked.
He was so overwhelmed, especially as Billy finally joined in, too, spitting in his hand and starting to spread it over Steve’s dick, but he couldn’t say he wasn’t enjoying this. It was rough, it hurt, he’d probably be feeling it for the next week at least, but it felt so good. He loved the way his brain was starting to shut off, the only things functioning being his nerves so that he could focus solely on the way his body felt. He felt like a live wire, ready to crackle and explode at any second, especially when Jonathan finally thrust inside of him without warning and Billy turned around and started fucking himself in his lap.
“Fuck, you’re a tight little tramp, aren’t you?” Jon groaned, grabbing onto Steve’s hips to help keep him still as he fucked into him. He couldn’t answer with Eddie still using his throat, but he whined as his eyes rolled back, and that seemed to be enough. Jon smacked his ass and got another whine out of him, and he must’ve loved that noise, because he kept doing it until his entire asscheek was covered in big red handprints.
“If you want tight, you should feel his throat,” Eddie sighed, holding Steve’s head down again. He had mascara running all over his face and spit dribbling down his chin, his hair was messed up and his skin was reddened wherever he’d been hit. He looked like a slutty renaissance painting, and felt like a dream.
“Yeah, he’s always been like that, always thought it made him less of a man if I was the one who fucked him,” Billy panted, continuing to bounce on his dick. “At least his fragile little ego is kinda paying off right now.”
“Fuck, yeah, it really is,” Eddie said, “I’m about to come right down his little fucking whore throat.”
“Same,” Jonathan grunted, smacking Steve’s ass again, “I’m gonna blow my load so deep in you, you’re gonna be able to taste it.”
“God, you really are not beating the ‘freak’ allegations, are you?” Billy chuckled, loving the way he blushed when he turned his head to look at him. “Heh. Never change, Jonny.”
“Wasn’t planning on it,” he mumbled as his blush grew brighter, but so did his smile, and finally, after a few more thrusts, he was gone. He cried out as he came inside Steve, fucking him through it until he felt like he’d faint if he didn’t pull out. He fell back against the bed and watched as Eddie came soon after, holding Steve’s head down to his hips until he’d emptied his balls, making him choke yet again as he filled his mouth with jizz. It was so much that, even though Steve swallowed most of it down, some still came out from between his lips and ran down his face, falling onto his chest and making his chest hair a sticky, matted mess.
Steve’s body was still reeling from the loss of sensation when Billy got off of him, too, leaving him empty and still on the verge of orgasm. He hadn’t been able to say anything about it, but he’d been close, too, and now that none of them were currently touching him, it was like being yanked back from a ledge. Suddenly, he could feel everything going on in his body he hadn’t noticed before, his sticky, tear-crusted face, his aching, half-numb legs, his tired, heavy arms, and his desperate, weeping cock. It was like being plunged into an ice bath, a shock to the system, and as soon as his throat was clear, he was going to beg them to let him come, too.
Before he could even get two words out, though, Billy was standing in front of him, pumping his cock fast and hard, just like he liked, until he was spilling all over his boyfriend’s face and hair. He knew he’d catch hell for that as soon as Steve could talk again, but right now, he didn’t care. It felt so good to ruin him, to put him in his place, and that made it all worth it.
As soon as he’d stepped back to sit down and admire their hard work, Billy saw a flash go off, and turned to see Jonathan standing in front of Steve again, this time with his camera in hand. He chuckled again and said, “Yeah, absolutely never gonna be beating those allegations.”
“What, you’re telling me you don’t want to be able to see him like this anytime you want?” Jon retorted, and Billy just shrugged. He had a point.
“As long as we all get a copy,” Eddie said, coming back into the room with a wet washcloth from the bathroom. Nobody had even noticed him leaving, but they were glad he had as they cleaned themselves up, just as Steve finally managed to speak up from his spot on the floor.
“I know you wanted to punish me or whatever,” he said, his voice absolutely wrecked, “But you’re not seriously gonna leave me hanging, are you?”
“Depends,” Billy said, grinning like a shark, “Did you learn your lesson?”
“Depends,” he smiled back, “If I say no, are you going to try again?”
“You really are a little whore,” Billy said, but his smile never faltered. “Fine, I guess if it didn’t work this time, we can always try and get through to you on another day. For now, boys, help me get him on the bed.”
Eddie and Jonathan did as they were told and helped Billy pick Steve up and get him on the bed. Billy untied him so he could stretch his legs and arms and then they were on him again, Jon and Eddie each holding one of his legs up and Billy sitting in front of him, teasing him just a little bit more with his fingers around his rim before shoving them inside. He started with two, then three, and fucked him with his hand until Steve was a writhing, moaning mess beneath them, crying out as more tears ran down his face and he came all over himself. He was still breathing heavily as they let his legs down and helped him sit up, letting him get ahold of himself before they helped him to the shower and let him clean up.
“So, do you think he’ll actually learn from this or what?” Jon asked as they got back to the bedroom and started getting dressed.
“Knowing him, probably not, but that just means we get to do this again,” Eddie said, “Right, Bill?”
“Yeah, sure,” he said, shrugging as he buttoned his pants, “It was honestly fun. Maybe next time, Jonny can bring a video camera so we can capture everything, not just the ending.”“And you had the nerve to call me a freak,” Jonathan teased, making the other two laugh.
