#billy request

[djohours]

billy's reaction to you slapping/grabbing his ass? I feel like he's somewhat oblivious to his massive dumptruck

heheh he does have a cute butt

billy hargrove x f!reader

short, illusions to smut but overall wholesome

“What’re you doing?” he asks behind a smile, fond but confused.

“Just getting a feel,” you reply easily, unassuming. You’ve stopped him in the kitchen, hugging him and then planting both hands on his plump ass— squeezing.

His arms wrapped around your shoulders, holding you tight and he laughs against your ear. “Kind of a dude thing to do.”

“Girls can like butts too, Billy,” you assure him, jiggling his ass in your hands.

“Mhm,” he pats the top of your head, “But it’s not very ladylike to grope people.”

You spank him at that, “Well I don’t care about being ladylike. I like your butt. I wanna touch it.”

“Alright,” he mumbles, “Hurry up, get your fill. I was doing something, ya know.”

You heave a sigh, but give him a couple more squeezes before retreating. “Fine, go do whatever is more important than being fondled by your girlfriend.”

“I’ll stop what I’m doing if you’ll grope me somewhere else,” he tells you, wiggling his eyebrows.

You roll your eyes, shoving his shoulder before shooing him away. “You ruined it, go away.”

Billy smacks a kiss to your cheek and then walks out of the kitchen, “You’re the one being a pervert!”

[billysbabyy]

Hear me out

Billy with a girlfriend who also skateboards. And when max finds out she is kind of excited.

She eventually meets his gf and they get along

Fast forward a little....

"Give me my girlfriend back,"

"No,"

"That wasn't a question,"

"She says no,"

Hehehehehe I just feel like billy would secretly love it.

When Billy brings you home, Max is shocked to see that you have a skateboard tucked under your arm, her eyes lighting up.

"Do you skate?!" She asks excitedly because she never met girl skaters, especially in Hawkins.

You open your mouth to reply.

"Clearly shithead, she has a board under her arms." And Max watches with an annoyed expression as he leads you into his room and shuts the door behind him.

*~*~*

Max plans it. She knows when you're coming over, so she ensures she's practising tricks out the front when you pull up. She tries her best to make it seem like a coincidence, but she sees the smile on your face.

"Attempting a Strawberry Milkshake?" You ask, tucking your board underneath your arm as Max nods her head shyly.

She watches with wide eyes as you approach her. "You need to position your feet like this."

And Max pays careful attention to your instructions and watches in awe as you show her the trick effortlessly.

Max didn't expect you to stay out the front with her, carefully guiding her through the trick until Max triumphantly cheered as she finally pulled off the Strawberry Milkshake, a move she had been working on for weeks.

She's even more shocked when Billy saunters out the front, asking you to come inside, but you wave him off, focusing your attention back to on Max and asking if she wants to learn some more.

Billy's girls have always tried to be nice to Max, but they never blew off Billy to spend more time with her like you did, and she watches as Billy rolls his eyes and returns to the house.

And Max is convinced that you're the most incredible person in Hawkins.

*~*~*

Also, Max didn't expect you to come around specifically for her. You show her the coolest places to skate in Hawkins and even buy her a strawberry milkshake afterwards in celebration.

Sure, you still spend time with Billy, but if Max needs you then you're there and Billy merely huffs and returns back to his room, sometimes he works on his car while you're both out the front.

Max cringes when she notices Billy taking off his shirt, trying to get your attention and seriously, why does he have to be so gross? Though you merely wink at him and return back to helping Max.

Finally Billy seemed to have enough.

"Maxine, can I have my girlfriend back?"

Max glances over at you nervously, maybe you were sick of hanging out with his kid sister and you'd stop hanging out with her.

"No." Max snaps, because if she doesn't take a stand now then maybe you won't think she's cool anymore.

"That wasn't a question, Maxine. She's here to see me, not my shithead sister."

Max watches as you approach her, leaning down and whispering something in her ear, which causes her to laugh loudly.

"She said no, you're a big boy and can look after yourself."

Billy stares between the two of you, watching as you go back to skating and he sucks in his cheek, trying to hide a smile.

It was the first time his shithead sister seemed happy around one of the girls that Billy had bought home.

And maybe.

Just maybe.

It made him a little happy.

[urcuteharrington]

Hello! Can I get a Billy Hargrove × Reader where billy sneaks into the readers room and tells them a bit about his dad.

Thank you!

dreaming☁️🕊

pairing- billy hargrove x gn! reader

summary- it's late at night and billy needs someone to talk to after a fight with his dad.

word count-738

warnings- none!

a/n- this was requested so thank you! i know when i first started writing about billy i did a story along the same lines but i couldn't say no to this sweet request<3 really hope you it enjoy it love

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sitting in the passengers' seat of Billys blue camero smiling at the atmosphere surrounding you. billy bright smile singing with me to the sound of our mixtape filled me with joy. "sweetheart are your parents home?" he asks me lowering the volume. "yeah why?" i ask back. "i just want to be with you a little longer" he laughed holding my hand. "Neil will kill you if you're out any later bill" he sighed knowing it was true. "what about this y/n, i'll go drop you off at your house then i'll go home and stay there till my parents fall asleep then i'll pay you a visit?" he asks hope in his eyes. "you're crazy billy i don't want you to get caught and have your dad hate me even more than he already does!".

dropping me off at my house i give billy a kiss goodnight. "goodnight billy" i say about to close the door when he says "i'll see you later sweetheart" i roll my eyes and shut the door soon walking inside. i walk to my bedroom and start changing into something more comfortable, finding one of Billy's shirts he left behind i toss it on and leave it at that.

about two hours have passed and i was just sitting at my desk finishing some homework that was due. my lights are a soft yellow and the sound of music softly plays in the background filling the silence. hearing a few taps on my window i turn to look and see pebbles being thrown. walking over i open it and see billy standing there," billy i didn't think you were seriously going to come over" i say as i help him climb up," also why didn't you just knock my window isn't that high " i say laughing until i turn to him. billy was standing there with tear-stained cheeks that went along with his red puffy eyes. "awe my love what happened" i say as i walk over and hug him. he stayed silent and i knew he was gonna need some time before he was gonna say something, so i stayed standing there holding him in my arms till he was ready.

after a few minutes, he takes a step back and i tell him to sit on the bed. i open my closet grabbing a pair of sweats and one of his tank tops handing them to him." i told you leaving extra clothes here would be useful" he looks at me and smiles. i help him change and ask him "are you ready to talk or do you want to just talk about something else?". he looks at me as i stand in between him. he pulls me into bed and i say to him "wait wait let me turn everything off first" as i quickly run to do everything while he gets comfortable.

crawling back into bed billy wastes no time to cuddle me. "my dad and i got into a fight, he said i got home too late and that i should have been home earlier since they wanted me to babysit max. but he didn't even tell me they were going out and we just kept going back and forth until he kicked me out" he sighed in frustration and i just sat there as he kept ranting on and on about his father. i didn't mind listening because i know billy appreciates it and Neil has always been rotten towards billy.

"one of these days after we graduate and i make some more money i'm taking you to California," he says to me and i get up from his chest and look into his eyes." billy," i say smiling "what love it is true, i'm gonna work this summer and i have been saving up ever since we left California because i want to go back and with you by my side, it would be so much better." i held his face and kissed him," we can go to the beach every weekend and we could visit Disneyland! ill find a job during the summer and we can combine our money and we can just leave." he smiled and said to me" that's what i like to hear" and until we both couldn't talk anymore we just talked about the dream of moving to California and living the rest of our lives side by side.

[pappydaddy]

A Lumberjack and A Mullet (b.h.)

A/N: This was requested by a lovely Anon who wanted the reader to be like Bender from The Breakfast Club. Pronouns were not specified in the request so I went with my default pronouns (she/her) like I explain in my request rules. I hope you like it anon, this was very fun to write and it challenged me to get a bit out of my comfort-zone so thank you!! I tried to keep this a bit more light-hearted so this is not a good depiction of someone suffering through a situation such as this one. Sorry for the name, I could not for the life of me figure out what else to name it!

Disclaimer: This is an imagine that involves a very sensitive topic. This piece involves drug use (recreational), smoking, alcoholism, child abuse, violence, burns, an unhealthy home life - please read with caution. Reader’s discretion is advised. 

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader 

Show/Movie: Stranger Things

Requested

Part One - You’re here! | Part Two | Part Three 

Warnings: Mentions of drug use (recreational), smoking, alcoholism, child abuse, violence, burns, an unhealthy home life. Reader’s discretion is advised.

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Here are some resources from child abuse advocates:

- Child Maltreatment from World Health Organization   - Children Rights Organizations in Canada/some U.N.

If you or anyone you know faces the issues/treatment addressed in this imagine, please, please know that you are not alone, that someone out there can help you and understand what you are going through. Please never hesitate to reach out to organizations and advocates in your area. My DMs are always open for anyone who needs someone to talk to. Once again, please reach out to someone if you need help - there are tons of people to help. 

- not my gif - 

  Billy Hargrove was broken. There wasn’t any way to get around that fact. He thought that he was the only one in the world who was broken, he thought he was the only one who faced the problems he did. Not once did he think that someone could relate to him on any level - let alone have it worse in any way. It wasn’t until he met Y/N that he realized that Neil was a scumbag, but someone might just have it worse than him. 

  It was Saturday detention when it dawned on him. Of course, this was far from his first Saturday detention he had served since arriving in Hawkins, but this was by far the most ground-breaking one. He had noticed Y/N before, how could he not? Y/N was in Saturday detention more often than he was - it was rare for him to be there and for her not to be.

  While he had seen her around out of detention just as much as in detention, he had never once talked to her. She mostly stuck to herself, except for when she was hanging out in the alley behind the gym with her group of friends. The most he ever heard her talk was mumbling a snarky comment under her breath. While he had never talked to her, he did find something rather intriguing about her. The teachers, and principles seemed to despise her even though he had never once seen or heard her do anything to land herself in detention other than recreational drug use with her friends or smoking a cig. So now, with them sitting alone in the spacious library of Hawkins High together, he had jumped on the chance to finally strike up a conversation with the girl. 

  “Hey, you,” Billy nudged his chin in her direction as if he could be talking to anyone else. She let out a groan of displeasure, lifting her head up off her arm just enough to look at him sitting down the table from her. “How’d you land yourself here for another weekend detention? One of your little snide comments accidentally come out louder than you had hoped?” He asked, watching as she flopped back in her chair, rubbing her tired face as she did so. 

  “I could ask you that same thing, Mouth-breather.” She snapped back, her hands falling to her jean clad thighs before resting one wrist on the table surface to fiddle with the pen she was supposed to write her detention essay with - which neither of them were actually going to do. Billy sucked in a breath through his teeth, pretending like her words had hurt him. 

  “Ooo, the girl dressed like a lumberjack bites back,” He smirked, flicking his eyes up and down her seated form quickly. She rolled her upper lip into a sneer when she caught him. “If I tell you why I’m here, you have to tell me why you’re here.” Billy bargained, leaning his elbows on the table, his tongue poking out to swipe at his lower lip, looking at her like she was a mouse and he was a cat. 

  “If it’ll get you to shut up and let me get back to sleep, then fine.” She grunted, just wanting him to get on with it. He poked his tongue into the corner of his upturned lips, trying to stop the victorious smile from stretching onto his face as his eyes lit up. 

  “All right, a teacher caught me sliding a Polaroid of my dick to Savannah Queens,” Billy spoke as if he was proud that he got caught and was boasting about it. “Your turn, Lumberjack.” He winked, earning another sneer from Y/N in return. Heaving a sigh, she gave him an annoyed look. 

  “Since you’re so interested, I got caught putting my cig out on Mr. Hanson’s car while skipping class,” She informed him, shifting in her seat as she prepared herself to fall back to sleep. “Happy now?” 

  “Not quite, Lumberjack,” He shook his head. A loud groan omitted from her as she collected herself back up to look at him. “Why are you so tired?” He asked simply. 

  “Because I am, you talking mullet,” She bit back, just wanting to sleep. “Now if you don’t want your pretty blonde mullet ripped out of your skull, I suggest you let me sleep.” With that, she dropped her head back to her extended arm and turned her back to Billy. 

  “I’m so scared, the Lumberjack is threatening me.” He tried to keep the conversation up, finding her even more intriguing, but she ceased all attempted conversations by raising her middle finger and flicking him off without daring to move any other muscles than needed. It wasn’t fear that shut him up, but it was the fact that she didn’t seem phased or even scared of him. He was used to people cowering from him, but she didn’t. He watched her, totally confused by her lack of fear towards him. He most certainly wasn’t giving up on her.

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  It was past lunch when she finally woke up. Sitting up and stretching her arms and back. Billy looked over at her from his obscure doodles in blue ink on the paper in front of him. “Look who finally wakes, the Sleeping Lumberjack.” He grins, looking back down at his current drawing. 

  “Piss off, Hargrove.” She rebutted. 

  “Sheesh, I thought you were just not a morning person, but I guess you’re just a bitch around the clock, huh?” He poked at her, tempted to see how far he could push her. She turned a deadly glare at him, picking up her own pen. 

  “You would be a bitch around the clock too if you didn’t get sleep, Hargrove. So shut up and leave me alone.” She snapped, pulling her eyes from him to look at her paper. 

  “And why, pray tell, did you not sleep last night, Y/L/N?” He mused, resting his chin on his fist, his elbow digging into the hard wooden table top. “

  None of your business,” She said defensively, trying to pretend like that question hadn’t affected her, but Billy noticed the way her pen stilled for a split second as her body tensed. He pressed his lips together, inspecting her. “Not like you’d understand anyway.” 

  Billy scoffed at this, rolling his eyes. “Try me, I bet I’ll understand the deep troubles of Y/N Y/L/N better than you think.”

  It was her turn to scoff. “I can guarantee that you won’t.” 

  “Is that so,” Billy asked, his teasing mood gone. His eyes stared cold at the side of her face, his nose flaring as she dared to question how much he knew trouble - though he couldn’t even begin to guess the trouble she knew. “Is it worse than your father throwing a whiskey glass at your head simply because you came home in the middle of his show? How about having him throw you against the wall because you accidentally bumped into your step-sister? Still think I can’t understand your little sleeping problem?” 

  She turned to look at him with an eerily calm face, but her eyes were as cold as the ice when they met his flaming ones. “You won’t until you can’t sleep because your father had burned your arms all over with a lit cigarette and is drunkenly yelling while trying to open your barricaded door as you huddle in a dark corner just hoping he will pass out soon so that maybe you can get some sleep that night,” Her words were calm, matching her eerie feeling. She perked an eyebrow at him in question. “Still think you can understand my little sleeping problem?” She asked sarcastically. He gulped, taken back by the information he was just given. He had no idea someone as docile as Y/N faced something so vulgar and monstrous as that. 

  “I’m sorry, I-I had no idea, Y/N-“ 

  “Yeah, no shit, nobody does,” She interrupted his uncharacteristic apology. He was too shocked to do anything but apologize. She stood up, her chair screeching against the tiled floor. Billy didn’t even cringe at the horrible sound as he watched her with his mouth hanging open. “I have to go get a book for my essay.” She lied, slinking off towards the back of the Library. Billy watched her until she disappeared behind one of the tall bookshelves, his eyes staying in the one spot he last saw her in. 

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  It had been a few hours, they only had about one hour left of detention. Y/N had her nose stuffed in a book, her pen marking the pages of it. Billy wanted to apologize again, but he knew she probably wouldn’t take it. Casting another look towards her, he spoke up. “You know, I’ve got a really good spot where no one can find you if you want to use it to escape your father.” 

  She looked up from her book to set her gaze on him. “Why would you tell me your secret spot?” She asked him as if he was stupid and to her, the suggestion was completely stupid. Giving his secret spot he used to escape people to another person? 

  Billy sighed, shifting in his seat to fully face her. “Because I might not understand your issue with sleep, but I understand shitty fathers,” He connected to her. “You don’t have to go through this alone, you know? I can help you, we can help each other.” He didn’t understand where the sudden sympathy and want to help someone came from, maybe it was her helping him already, maybe it was something else, but he did know that they could help each other with many different things. 

  She hummed, thinking it over. “Maybe we could go there together after detention, if I wait a few more hours before going home, my father will be either passed out drunk or off to some seedy motel for the weekend. Either way, it’s safer for me.” It was then that Billy had finally realized that his life sucked, but someone else could have a sucky life too. It wasn’t just him, there were other people in this world that are suffering too. 

  “Yeah, it’s a date.” He nodded, suddenly feeling like he never wanted her to go home. He felt like he wanted to help her in some way or another.

  “It’s a date.” She whispered, for once, no hostility in her voice or an eerily calm composure. It was almost warm and accepting. Just then, the library doors slammed open, revealing the principle marching in. They snapped their attention to the stern man, his dress shoes slapping against the pristine tiles. 

  “You two are free to go an hour early, apparently the Superintendent scheduled the Library’s ceiling tiles to be replaced today and tomorrow without telling anyone,” His gruff voice grumbled in displeasure. “You two will make the hour up in after-school detention on Monday, if you’re not there, it’s tacked onto another Saturday detention.” He warned them before making his exit. Billy and Y/N stood up, gathering their bags and jackets from the floor. 

  “Are you hungry? Neither of us have eaten anything so why don’t we stop for a burger and fries before heading to my spot?” Billy asked as they walked into the empty hall, slinging his bag over his shoulder as they walked.

  Y/N nodded, pulling her jacket on as she switched her bag from hand to hand to do so, finally placing it on her shoulder. Looking up at him, he could see the faintest smile playing at her lips and it was the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. “I could go for a burger and fries.” 

  “Great, let’s hurry then, Lumberjack.” He sped up from their leisurely stroll over so slightly, her matching his new speed instantly. Seamlessly, their hands clasped each other’s, their fingers lacing together gently. 

  “Whatever you say, Mullet.”   

[randomfandomimagine]

Prompt: 'We're actually more alike than you realise. Let me prove it to you' With Billy Hargrove and reader insert? Love your writing btw🥰

I’ve realized I have a bit of a difficulty writing for Billy, but it was the first time and I wanted to give it a try. Anyway, thank you so much for requesting, hope you like it! :)

Billy Hargrove x Gender Neutral Reader

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I would have never thought he would even look at me, that he would think me interesting enough to talk to me. But when he did, I was even more surprised by what he had to say. It didn’t make any sense. He didn’t care about me, and I didn’t like him anyway. Assuming he wasn’t being serious, I rolled my eyes at Billy.

“Very funny, Billy, ha ha” I said in a deadpan voice. “You had your fun, now leave me alone”

“I’m serious, so I’ll ask again” He smirked, but the way he was looking at me told me he really was interested. “Wanna go out with me, gorgeous?”

I couldn’t help but to laugh, shaking my head at him in disbelief.

“Why would I go out with you?” I slammed my locker closed in annoyance, but it didn’t seem to bother him. He was in fact staring, seemingly mesmerized.

“Why not?”

“I can think of many reasons”

“Like?”

“We’re so different! You’re mean and aggressive and-”

“We’re actually more alike than you realize” He interrupted me, and something changed in him, in his eyes. They were suddenly almost... warm. “Let me prove it to you”

“I don’t know...” I averted my gaze, suddenly flustered at the change in his usual demeanor. He seemed to be trying to show me a different side of him, one almost tender.

With the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a sweet smile. His fingers tugged at my hand and he took it when he saw I didn’t push him away.

“C’mon on, sweetheart, give me a chance” He said, tugging at my hand to maintain eye contact. “Just one”

“One date” I finally said, adamant about not giving him more than that.

“It’s all I need” In quite a gentlemanly way, he bowed down slightly and kissed my knuckles before letting go of my hand. “Pick you up at seven”

I didn’t say anything, silently watching him walk away. It was the first time I saw him behave like that, and even if his demeanor hadn’t entirely changed, as he was still flirty and bold and cocky... it felt genuine. Deep down, it felt... soft.

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[djohours]

Pervy Billy please 🤤🤤🤤

okay okay, here’s a teaser of my upcoming series stuck in the middle with you

billy hargrove x pamela oc!mayfield

cw: 18+ minors dni, perv!billy, stepcest, psuedocest, teasing, groping, dry humping and masturbation

🎀🤍🚬🍦

It’s like the little bitch does it on purpose. Those shorts can barely be classified as such, they’re practically just underwear and she’s prancing around the house like she’s trying to get a rise out of Billy. It’s making him pretty damn bricked up, just trying to enjoy his fucking bowl of Wheaties.

They’re alone. Neil and Susan shopping, like they do most Saturday mornings and Billy’s got no idea where Max is nor does he care. Pamela is doing her chores, pale blonde hair bouncing whenever she reaches down to grab miscellaneous clutter. Thanks to the motion, he also notices she’s not wearing a bra; breasts swaying under her thin cotton shirt. God, her legs are long, he thinks as he skates his eyes up and down them.

Billy’s aware he’s staring. Part of him thinks Pamela wants him to. He shovels another spoonful of cereal in his mouth before dropping the bowl in the sink for Pamela to clean. It’s her chore after all.

He’s got his own chores. Lists them off in his head; fix the leaky faucet in the bathroom, organize the garage, mow the lawn, wack all the weeds and take out the garbage. They can wait, he decides as he keeps his place in the kitchen and watches as his step sister continues on with her chores. Chews on his lip as she uses the scrunchie on her wrist to tie her hair up in a bun. She starts by cleaning off the counters, putting everything back in its place before she takes her place at the sink. A smirk spreads across his lips and he crowds behind her, places his hands on the counter to cage her in.

Pamela tilts her head, doesn’t look at him but exposes her neck like she’s expecting something. Billy takes these movements slow and calculated. He doesn’t want to scare her off, but then again, he’s sure Pamela is playing the same game he is. He laughs, soft as he towers over her. His breath fans over her neck and Pamela’s skin pricks with goosebumps as she wets the sponge. Squirts dish liquid on it before she finally speaks up, “Can I help you?”

Billy purses his lips, closes the gap between Pamela’s ass and his crotch as he tells her, “Just making sure you’re doing a good job is all.”

She snorts but continues cleaning the dishes and maybe Billy’s imagining it but he thinks he feels her push her ass back against him. So he grabs her waist, holds her steady and presses his lips against her exposed neck. It’s not a kiss. Just to feel her warm skin. Rolls his hips slow, testing before moving his hands to feel up her sides. Swooping forward and cupping her breasts in his palms.

He kneads them in his hands, shamelessly rolling his hips and Pamela elicits the prettiest little sound. A moan if Billy’s not mistaken and it makes him greedy. Slams his hips forward, grinding against her ass in those tiny shorts while he gropes at her tits. Pamela drops the silverware and sponge, gripping onto the edge of the counter as she pants.

“See what you’re doing to me?” Billy asks against her ear, rocking his hips forward again. Making sure she can feel the way his cocks hard in his basketball shorts. “Walking around in that shit… dressed like a fucking slut,” he pants, “Tryna get my attention, huh?”

“Billy,” she gasps, a whine of a thing.

He pulls her top up, just enough to expose her tits and gets his hands back on them. Pinches her nipples, rutting against her like the pathetic little perv he is.

“Billy.. we— ah, we can’t,” he babbles out, but she’s still grinding back against him.

“We can’t what?” he grunts out, nose bushing against her temple.

“Do this,” Pamela replies, hands moving to reach for his wrists. “It’s wrong.”

Billy knows it’s wrong. That’s part of why he can’t stop thinking about her like this.

But she’s right. This was probably far enough. He pulls away, looks down at her as she turns. Her pretty face all flushed. And he acts kind of like a child, stomping away to his room and slamming his door. Just to lean against it and shove his shorts down, get his cock out and wrap his hand around it.

“Fuck,” he whines, closing his eyes and imagines his step sister on her knees in front of him. “Oh, you slut,” he whispers, lips twisting up as he plays out this fantasy. Fucks his fist hard and fast, cumming with her name on his lips.

[djohours]

We so need a little ditty of Billy talking dirty to himself while jerking off! Don’t post that in your head canons then leave us hanging 🤣

18+ minors dni!

Just some billy self love 🥰

It’s like eleven o clock at night. Lights off in the Hargrove house. But Billy’s sat on the edge of his bed, dull yellow light from his lamp illuminates his body in the mirror he’s staring at. Levi’s gathered at his ankles, white underwear with them. Soft button up completely unbuttoned and hanging at his elbows. A firm fist wrapped around his red, leaking cock and the fingers strumming his sensitive nipple. Looks at himself in the mirror, eyebrows knit and mouth hung open. Just gets a good look at himself as he strokes his cock.

“Yeah- oh yeah,” a whisper, hidden under the low volume of his speakers, rattling a Mötley Crüe cassette. “That’s right, fuck, just like that.”

Gets his balls tightening when he talks. It’s probably on the weird side that Billy dirty talks himself while he’s self pleasuring but hey, it works for him. Works his fingers up and down his shaft, squeezes himself and babbles out, “I’m so fucking hard, oh my god.”

And he is, torqued as much as he possibly can be. If Billy were to let go of his cock, it’d slap right up against his abs. Neglected porno mags in his nightstand drawer because this is better than those. Real. Billy moves his thumb over his slit, pulls it up and watches the way his precum connects in a string between his slit and thumb. Bites his lip with a smirk, “Fucking wet, too.”

Turns himself on more than anyone else has. And he won’t think about why— ever.

Billy pulls his hand away to spit onto his palm then works the makeshift lube over his pulsing length. Moans, softly at the feeling and licks his lips.

“Shit, that feels so good,” he compliments himself, twists his hand on the upstroke. “Fuck- ah, fuck!”

Moves the hand that was on his nipple down his abs, hooks his thumb at the base of his cock and starts jerking the other hand faster.

“Oh, yeah,” he gasps, “Fuck, just like that.”

Eyes trained on the way he’s fisting his cock in the mirror, watches the way his balls move with it. Up and down. Leans his head forward and spits again, glob of saliva landing on his shaft and his palm is quick to spread it around.

“I wanna cum so bad,” he whines, panting hard and then his hips start to thrust into his fist. “Fuck yes, oh shit.”

He squeezes his cock harder, strokes his faster and babbles out, “Yeah, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna fucking cum, I’m gonna cum so hard.”

And he does, shoots all over. A mess to deal with later.

“Yes, yes, fuuuuuuck,” he moans softly, hips stuttering as his eyes roll back in his head.

[djohours]

69 w billy smut ?

u know the way to my heart ❤️

cw: 18+ minors dni!!! smut, oral(m and f receiving), light face fucking, somnophilia kind of????

Billy’s always on… and it can sometimes be exhausting. If you want a night in and he doesn’t, you don’t get your way. He wants to party and you’re just along for the ride. The whole night you were begging to go home, coming up with every excuse in the book but Billy wasn’t ready. And then finally, when he was ready, a couple of buddies came with to continue the party. And really, you tried to stay up and have a good time but you were antsy for a bit of loving. So you told Billy as much, and he smirked but then he was whisked away into another dumb conversation about whatever.

And maybe you’re being a bit of a brat, but that’s when you huff, stand from the couch and stomp to your room. Making sure to slam the door on your way.

You do your absolute best to fall asleep, but it’s fruitless. You’re to riled up, aching to have Billy touch you. Tossing and turning in bed, kicking off the blankets but then getting too cold and pulling them up. Eventually the conversation in the living room dies down. But Billy doesn’t come to bed yet and you start to slowly drift off. Not quite awake but not quite asleep.

You’re not sure how much time has passed when the bedroom door finally opens. You hum, a sleepy sound, verging on a beg to have Billy finally in bed. But you don’t feel his weight beside you, instead you feel a hand wrap around your ankle. You blink your eyes, struggling to see in the darkness but it looks as if Billy’s under the covers at the foot of the bed. His hands skirt up your legs, pushing your thighs apart and then you feel his mouth, hot against your sensitive flesh. His fingers hook into your underwear and he peels them down.

Then his mouth is on your core. Hot and wet and fucking perfect. You gasp, eyebrows knitting together as you cling onto the bedspread. His tongue works circles around your entrance, then dance between your folds until flicking against your needy clit.

“Billy…” you whine in gratitude. You hear a muffled chuckle, feel it against your cunt and it has your legs spreading wider.

He licks you out like that for a while, brings you so close to bliss and then slows down. Makes you cry out in frustration. Perhaps it’s too hot under there before Billy rips the covers off, discards them to the floor. Rubs his fingers quick and rough before he’s shoving his briefs down, maneuvers himself next to you but upside down. Gorgeous cock right in your face. You lick at it just as he returns his mouth to your cunt. Synchronized moans from the pair of you.

Once Billy sucks on your clit, you grab hold of the base of his cock. Turn your torso to get a better angle, wrapping your lips around his tip and your mouth is dripping. Eager to taste him. His hips crowd in closer and you have to let go of the base of him, cock sinking deeper in your mouth and you crane your neck to bob up and down on it.

Billy manages to slip a finger inside of your hole, curling it up against your wall as he moves his lips and tongue brutally against your tingling clit. The pleasure pulling moans from you, muffled around the mouthful of cock and vibrating against him. Billy thrusts his hips and it’s the hottest thing, makes the coil in your stomach tighten quick. Your hand grabs his hip and the other snakes underneath to grab at his asscheek.

A second finger dips inside you and it feels so good, you have to be mindful of your teeth with the way you’re moaning around him. His tongue circles around your clit teasingly slow while his fingers pump in and out of you at a brutal pace. He drags the pads of them against your wall, pulling everything from you. Vision white behind your lids, his hips jerking forward and stutter until he’s practically fucking your mouth. And that alone sends you over the edge, legs shaking and threatening to close. Billy groans a low, satisfied hum against you, as if to say that’s it babygirl, give it to me and all you can do is cry on his cock.

You feel it pulse against your tongue and Billy’s still licking you through bliss. Pulls off to warn you, “I’m gonna cum…”

And he lets out this happy, low grunt when you tighten your grip on his hip and asscheek and suck his cock harder. His lips against your cunt, panting and moaning as he shoots down your throat. You swallow around him, breathing out your nose as you dig your fingernails into the fat of his ass. He pulls off, flips himself upright and pulls you into his arms, nuzzling his nose against your cheek. You kiss him weakly, body still shaking from your orgasm. Billy’s tongue slips against your lower lip and you grant him access, tasting each other while he holds you tight. His big hand rubbing soothing circles against your tummy.