headcanon is billy just being obsessed with steve’s nose.
like objectively speaking, billy knows that his boyfriend is the hottest thing that hawkins has got to offer. and he’s not short on things to be appreciative of when it comes to steve, at all.
he adores the fact that every inch of steve is dotted with some kind of beauty mark. takes pleasure in the fact that he can spend long hours mapping them out. and his boyfriend has got that midwestern paleness going for him and just flushes so easily that it makes billy sick with want.
his body is also lean from all of the running around with the kids and the sports that he plays and billy imagines putting his tongue on him.
and his arms are the stuff of billy’s wet dreams. he’s always so close to asking steve to put him in a headlock and screwing him stupid. like, face down on the bed and steve’s familiar weight pinning him immobile. useless.
overall though, steve’s leggy, right? he’s just the tiniest bit taller than billy but proportionally so different. steve’s all legs and he’s long and slender where billy’s thick. which means that he’s freaking hung; the biggest thing that billy’s ever had inside of him and he knows it too because whenever they fuck, he teases him about it.
he’s all soft crooning, “c’mon, baby. you can take it, just like that.” when he’s bottoming out inside of him and the ache of pleasure-pain makes billy whimper all embarrassingly.
or he’ll give billy this smug, little look and will stroke where his rim’s stretched around him, “look at you, sweetheart— does that feel good, baby? you’re so pretty and loose around me.”
but the thing that drives billy insane and i mean, absolutely fucking feral, is steve’s nose.
long and sloping, like the rest of his boyfriend.
billy also wants it inside of him, like the rest of his boyfriend and he makes him aware of it so very often.
especially when steve wears his stupid reading glasses. the ones that are always sliding down the bridge of his nose and just resting on the slight crest of it. like, billy is a goner and steve knows it. he doesn’t even put up a fight when billy just ambles unto his lap or steps into his space when he’s wearing them and kisses him.
no, steve just gives him exactly what he wants because he’s a good boyfriend.
and because he’s a good boyfriend, he eats billy out like it’s no one’s business. opens billy up with his tongue and doesn’t mind when the blonde fists his hair or anything. no, the freak just groans and buries his face deeper between his thighs because steve goes down on him, the same way he does everything else; passionately.
he lets him ride his face and his nose, goddamnit until he’s all slick and sopping and billy’s so over sensitive that he’s in damn near tears. and when he does finally cum, steve doesn’t let up or anything because he loves having him all blissed out like this. nope, he wraps his arms (those freaking arms) around billy’s waist and thighs and holds him in place til he’s overstimulated and his voice is cracking
and yea, billy stands firm on the fact that he’s lucked out.