Aug 22, 2025
There were times that Trevor could be an immature idiot that was best suited as an adequate substitute for a washing machine and than…there were moments like this where she longed to be his and only his.
seen from Malaysia
seen from Türkiye
seen from Germany
seen from Russia
seen from India
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from India
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from France
seen from Czechia
seen from Australia
seen from United States
seen from Kazakhstan
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from China
There were times that Trevor could be an immature idiot that was best suited as an adequate substitute for a washing machine and than…there were moments like this where she longed to be his and only his.
Chronicles: Returning to an abandoned Ch.
Billy just gets more of a kick out of this, sweeping his thumb in a nasty, vicious circle around Steve’s slit, collecting pre-cum on it before sliding it up Steve’s shaft wickedly; Coating the boy’s dick in something wet and warm.
“…Well you know,” he teases; Cooing into the back of Steve's ear with a torturous seduction. “Eds is sleeping peacefully behind me. You know he won’t like it too much if he wakes up to find out that you got me to fuck you and not him. He’ll probably take it out on you princess. You still wanna play this game?”
A whimper gets caught in the back of Steve’s throat.
Of course he still wants to play this game; He’d love it if Eddie took out his sexual frustrations on Steve.
God does he want that.
He bites into his bottom lip as Billy applies a soft pressure around his neck, reminding him to answer.
“…Umm, yhh… Yes. I’m sure, Mr. Hargrove. I want you. Please. I… I need you,” he whines, desperate and pathetic; Grateful that in this moment, the second guesses don’t come.
The crippling voices of doubt and insecurity, make no such appearance.
He’s free.
He’s flying.
He can be whiny and pathetic with Billy now, and it’s okay. Billy won’t leave him. He’ll stay laying in this bed with Steve and Eddie.
He’ll stay close. He’ll stay home.
So this time around, Steve doesn’t even think about the horrid possibility of living a life deprived of the hard-ass pressed up against him, and it’s liberating.
His body loosens up against Billy’s frame as the anxiety fades away.
“Nhh… Need you so bad, sir,” he continues mindlessly, rutting his ass up against Billy’s groin.
“Can’t think without you,” he confesses. “Ch-Can’t live without you. Please Billy. God I… Wh… Wanna feel you,” he whimpers.
“Need to feel you inside of me sir, please.”
It’s like he’s possessed by someone more confident. Someone less embarrassed about his desperateness.
Someone more open about his needs.
Someone more demanding and powerful.
Someone.
Steve hasn't felt like an actual person in far too long.
And if he is their princess, if he truly does belong to Billy and Eddie, then surely, he can make some of the rules.
“…Please fuck me right now or I’ll only fuck master this week,” he threatens, rolling his hips and positioning his ass against the tip of Billy’s cock.
He surely is a brat when he wants to be, but he doesn’t actually mean it; He thinks.
But if it drives Billy insane and makes the boy fuck both him and Eddie harder, then no harm. No foul.
Maybe he’d actually try to only fuck one of them. But honestly, it’d just be a threat against himself more than anything.
He's greedy.
Selfish.
Owned.
He is, in love.
Shit.
Billy’s hand tightens around Steve’s cock, squeezing softly and making the pressure shoot to Steve’s head; Not hard enough to hurt the boy, but just tight enough to steal his breath and make him go stiff against Billy’s chest.
“Hmm,” Billy growls against the shell of Steve's ear. “What’d you just say to me?,” he deadpans, voice a little dangerous.
A little hurt.
A little offended.
A little sexy; In ways that aren’t little at all. And Steve’s heart skips a beat because of it.
Billy doesn't take too well to hurt feelings; And Steve craves the repercussions. He wants punishment.
Skin to skin, and heart to heart, he wants to influence every breath.
Every emotion.
He wants to consume his boys.
“I… I said, umm… That… That I’m gonna—”
“—Only fuck Eds. That’s what you said, princess. Is that how you’re gonna play? Dirty?”
Fuck, Billy sounds so much like Eddie right now, making everything some twisted game.
Steve goes dumb about it, nodding his head without actually thinking things through.
Eddie's tone on Billy's tongue makes Steve stupid.
“…I see,” Billy evaluates, thumb resting against Steve’s shaft, going still against it, cruelly.
It breaks Steve's heart a little. And makes it yearn for Billy's affection all the more.
“Then maybe I should do that too. Maybe I only play with him for a while. Maybe, I wake him up and fuck him while you lay here and think about what you’ve done. How does that sound? Wanna watch me fuck your master? Watch me call him, pretty baby. Call him my princess instead of you?”
Tears spring forth inside of Steve’s eyes when they shouldn’t. Steve’s an emotional mess. Eddie has every right to get fucked by Billy, too. Billy’s theirs. But Steve’s the princess. Steve’s their princess.
“No,” he snaps, whining into the open air, voice soft and wounded, like someone had just scraped out all of the confidence in his tone. “No, Billy. No,” he damn near cries.
“Oh come on,” Billy bullies against the shell of Steve’s ear, thumb gliding back down, settling onto the slit at the head of Steve’s cock.
“Don’t you like things fair pretty boy? Don’t you like it when I—”
‘—I’m your princess. Me,” Steve cuts in with a pout. “Me,” he restates with a whine, using every bit of his will power to not cross his arms over his chest.
“I don’t know,” Billy debates teasingly, pushing Steve further and further into insanity.
The boy's a dick, surely he’ll always be a dick, even as he evolves. And Steve loves and hates it.
He loves to hate it.
And he hates that he loves it this much. Because it shouldn’t make his heart ache, and his dick leak on the bed sheets.
Billy being the dickhead that he is, shouldn't spin Steve's world.
Eddie being the menace that he is, shouldn't have been the thing to bring Steve back to life. Out of Zombie-land.
And neither boy should have this much power over him.
They shouldn't be his reason to breathe. But they are.
They are.
Billy presses his body up against Steve’s even more from behind; So close that not even a breath would pull them apart.
“If you were my princess,” he begins, “and not Eds…”
Billy bites into his jaw as heated excitement runs through him, and his eyes turn even darker than they were before; A small volcano roaring with a warning of eruption in the pit of his stomach.
He shouldn’t do it.
He probably shouldn’t be mean to his precious baby. But he fucking loves working either of his boys up. And hell if it’s fair for Steve to be the only brat around here.
So he does it.
He licks against the curve of Steve’s ear, softly tracing the outline of its shell with his tongue before he completely rattles the boy.
“…Why’d I have his dick in my mouth earlier today and not yours?”
things out of context from my fics p.1
Remus: did you and James piss on a building????
Sirius just standing there: 🧍♂️⁉️
Sneak Peek to my FNAF SB fanfic: Point you in the Right Direction!
“Oof-! Geez, what-What is in this-this box?!”
You groaned as you slowly carried the damned box towards Glamrock Gifts. Your arm was burning from the weight on the limb, your legs strained as you stumbled with every step hoping your knees wouldn’t give out underneath you. You were about halfway there when you accidentally tripped over a wet floor bot you didn’t see. A small yelp left your lips as your vision blurred; your body plummeting forwards- before you were suddenly stopped. One mechanical hand held the back of your shirt while the other held tightly to the other end of the box in your grip.
me: "Oh my, everyone's gonna hate me for this chapter..."
also me: "I'LL WRITE IT"
"She could die before she comes of age," said Moaning Myrtle cheerfully. "That happens sometimes."
- The Education of Madeleine Yaxley by @picascribit
oh man...i did not mean to make this interlude chapter to be this long nor this angsty.... 😂😂😂 oops
The next chapter for What I Never Knew I Always Wanted is going to take some time. Not just because I’m away celebrating my own wedding anniversary, but also because these next couple chapters mean so much to me, that I desperately want to get them right. I want to take my time and not gloss over any detail. I want you to feel like you’re literally sitting there bearing witness to the occasion. So bear with me please. I’m fairly certain it will be worth the wait.