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01/24 just a silly comic of Steve couldn't wash the dishes in peace.
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Still a germ ball in bed, but started thinking about my Caligator headcanons and how bratty Gator would be when he's sick. At first it's because he hates being that vulnerable and having a dom take care of him, but also because of the trauma with his dad. Roy was always pushing him to "walk it off" and he was sick the day he crashed and ruined everything, so yeah he wouldn't like being sick and letting Billy take care of him initially.
But later on in their relationship he actually brats because he's comfortable and safe, and it's actually the softest thing. He's so demanding and clingy, and Billy LOVES it because this is the side of himself that Gator normal struggles to be at ease with. He is so enamored with his grumpy sniffly little sub who only wants cuddles with his dom and popcycles for his throat and doesn't want to go to the stupid doctor.
Imagine him talking to Billy like that and then spitting on the camaro.
The Camaro, Billy's baby
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Hoo boy. What will Hargrove do?
God I need a fic
steve and gator who are twins except their mom ran while they were learning to walk and took steve but left gator behind with roy. steve grows up with their mom, grows up not knowing about having any siblings and thinks his dad is dead or something and gator— grows up with roy. enough said.
billy gets dragged to hawkins and him and steve become sort of friends or whatever.
neil’s father dies and he makes billy go with him to north dakota for the funeral. gator pulls billy over for speeding almost immediately and billy’s all “what the hell, harrington? you followed me here? this how you get your kicks?” drags his eyes up and down and says “playing fancy dress too, pretty boy?” and gator, like. loses it ‘cause he’s ‘totally one hundred percent straight’ and who the hell does this guy think he is with his curls and blue eyes and freckles and-
billy sees he’s not kidding around. gets out the car and hands his licence over. ends up asking if gator has a brother or something and gator gets all cagey. they end up bonding a little over music and weed and gator gets all weird about billy ‘cause he has one hell of a crush now.
billy goes back to hawkins and corners steve about his brother and steve’s like dude what. i’m an only child— and billy’s like no look. and gets out a picture gator took of the two of them together and steve finds out that 1. yeah he has a brother. fuck— 2. he’s jealous as hell of the way billy’s talking about his brand new brother and 3. oh no. steve likes billy
anyway. they both end up fucking billy the end
Billy: aaww he's the law.
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If Trash, why hot?
“I love the way ya taste.” Gator whispered before he bit the swell of Billy's pec.
Billy spread his thighs even wider, welcoming the feeling of Gator pressing into him. Trailing kisses up Billy's throat and jaw Gator whispered against Billy's lips before kissing him deeply.
“Where's yer collar, hon?”
Unwilling to break the kiss Billy blindly reached up and fumbled for the leather. Gator's hand came up over his and grabbed the collar, his mouth still busy kissing Billy into oblivion.
“I want ta tie ya up again.” Gator said between kisses, slow and thorough. “N’ tease ya till ya beg me ta fuck ya.”
“Fuck, yes.” Billy breathed, nodding his head in agreement. "But I want you to fuck me with your holster on."
Gator slapped Billy lightly, just enough to sting and make him writhe. “Ask me real pretty.” Gator hummed.
“Please fuck me with your holster on, Deputy.” Billy panted out.
Gator smiled down wickedly, planting one final kiss to Billy's mouth before pulling away and grabbing his holster from the pile of his clothes on the floor. Gator made quick work of putting it on, then he grabbed for the ropes he stashed away in the bedside table. Billy was manhandled into the ropes that bound his hands behind his back and cupped his pecs so perfectly he could fit into a bra. Gator must have noticed Billy staring because he grabbed a handful and pinched at Billy's nipples.
“Perfect tits.” Gator mused. https://archiveofourown.org/works/53051374
just like… hear me out…
gator and billy have eerily similar backgrounds… abusive bigoted fathers… watching their mothers abuse firsthand… getting the abuse turned on them at some point… abandoned by that mother… desperately trying to fill their fathers shoes…
and then imagine if they found each other…
the fic is writing itself atp and my google docs is burning up 😓
