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The blonde lost his appetite for the chicken when he heard the water running upstairs. He abandoned his food and made his way back to the bathroom, up the stairs, standing right outside the door. Could hear everything now, so thankful for all his heightened abilities more now than ever before. Steve’s little gasps, hums and whines, hears him panting. The wolf sneered in vexation, nails growing sharp as he pawed at the door so lightly. It may be a double standard but as fun as teasing Stevie is, it’s never a good idea to tease a wolf. And right now listening to him, him who just sighed out Billy’s name like that.
“Mm- fuck .” The wolf grumbled, that’s it. Fuck it. It’s not Billy’s fault Stevie didn’t lock the damn door! Not Billy’s fault if he accidently shut the door too loud, if Steve looks out from behind the curtain. Hair dripping around his neck, face flushed from the heat.
“Billy! What the hell!”
“Sorry Bambi, had to take a piss.”
“Dude there’s a bathroom downstairs.”
“How was I to know that? It’s fine, continue on as if I ain’t here pretty boy.”
“Damn it Billy...I was, ugh, fuckin’ hell.” Steve fumed frustrated pulling the curtain closed again; he was so close, just needed another damn minute. Well, maybe he could still finish? Billy got to do it, maybe King Steve should just be an asshole too! Make Billy squirm for a little while instead.
“Haa! oh god-nnn! Fuck, Billy. ” The brunette shuddered out, panting devilishly with a smirk. He whined a bit, not loud like the blonde did though. Nope, he was going to do it right, going to be so intimate cause he was standing right there now. Hey, Steve may be Indiana’s best babysitter now but he was the king once. He leaked confidence once, sex appeal, knew how to get someone’s attention if he wanted it.
“ Ah. Billy. Feels, fuck, so good.”
And the wolf growled, head rolled back as he raked his hand over his shorts. Pulling his dick out to slowly stroke it as Steve moaned his name. Billy knew what Steve was doing, he thought he was getting payback for earlier. Silly Bambi, thinking he had the upper hand, but he just played right into the wolf’s plan.
“ Ahh- right there,oh fuck right there- mmm .”
The blonde had to admit it though, Steve was definitely a worthy opponent. His whimpers and moans left the wolf growling and pumping himself faster and faster, making him pant and,
“ Fuck Bambi.” He groaned, which took the brunette off guard, made a pitched whimper slip out before,
“Billy! Are you seriously getting off again!”
“Damn right I am baby. C’mon, keep making those pretty sounds fer me.”
“ Ahh , fuck, Billy. You’re such a jerk.” It was more of a whine than an insult but all his energy was being supplied to his hand that wrapped even tighter around himself. Once again Billy fuckin’ Hargrove was besting Steve, even when Steve thought he was actually in control for once.
“ Feels so good, Bambi, keep sayin’ my name-”
“Billy-ah, oh fuck-oh fuck Billy! ”
The wolf panted and snarled in pleasure, eyes closed and head back; he felt that heat, his coil about to snap and he steadied himself with his back against the sink. The blonde came hard, white ropes dripping down his fist obscenely. His nose was filled by the sent of Steve quickly after. That sweet, sweet smell of him.
“Fuckin’ hell Stevie, did you just cum callin’ my name like that?” The blonde licked his lips as the room filled with the smell of Steve’s spunk, even the fancy soaps couldn't cover such a potent smell.
“Shut. Up.”
“Really know how to make a guy feel special, what were ya thinkin’ about me doin’ ta ya?” Billy smirked as he wiped his hands off on Steve’s towel. Putting himself back into his short, well Steve’s shorts rather.
“Just go away!”
“Not a chance pretty boy.”
“Billy! Jesus, why the fuck not?”
“Wanna taste you.”
“...” Steve’s breath hitched before he could speak, what the hell!
“No! No way!”
“C’mon Stevie!” Billy growled “wanna taste you so bad.”
Steve at an utter loss for words just stood under the stream of hot water, his body going from a blush to a scorn shade of red. Hearing Billy practically beg like that was overwhelming. He just came but that heat was starting to build again thinking about it. Thinking about Billy’s mouth wrapped around him, sucking him down, how much he says he wants to taste him. Cumming in Billy’s mouth, him swallowing it all up-
“Fuck.” The brunette moaned from behind the curtain, shit, why not? If he wants to do it so badly, why isn’t Steve taking advantage of this situation?...Oh, right, he’s not a douchebag and he’s supposed to be Billy’s friend. Steve needs to be a friend, wants to be Billy’s friend and friends don’t let their friends suck their dicks till they’re cumming dry. No matter how hard he just came calling his name or how hot said friend is.
“Can I Bambi?”
“God, Billy, don’t ask me like that.”
Stevie pouted, shut the water off and slid the curtain back. The wolf’s eyes darting quickly over his naked body, water drops trickling down him. It was so fast, as soon as Steve’s feet hit the floor mat Billy grabbed him and pulled him into his chest. Wet skin against his hot tanned flesh,
“Shit!”
Steve yelped in surprise before sinking into the warmth of the blonde’s body. Billy’s tongue feverishly laving up the water that drips down his neck. Steve found himself pressing into it, into Billy’s chest, stretching out his neck so Billy can lick over every inch of him. And as the brunette shivered in the blonde’s arms, the wolf groaned against Steve’s throat. Teeth scraping against the warm porcelain skin. Billy’s alpha instincts engulfed him, Steve barring his neck like that just for him in complete submission. Every ounce of the wolf shuddered with feral pride. How easily the brunette just surrendered himself over to the alpha wolf.
He wanted to bite him, mark him, claim him as his own. And fuck, Billy knew he was getting in a little too deep, a little too agressive about this. He doesn’t even think he likes Steve, doesn’t even know him to claim him like that. But these fuckin’ pharamones man! They’ll drive him nuts if he doesn’t get to do something. Steve isn’t a wolf, he can’t be a mate; not if Billy is to be alpha. A play thing- a mistress even, but he can’t claim him as his own ‘cause they live in different worlds with different rules. But nonetheless,
“Let me just eat you up Bambi.”
“No.”
“Why?” The blonde’s voice strained and aggravated,
“I want to be your friend Billy.”
“I don’t need friends Stevie. What I do need is ta get my mouth on ya.”
“Come on, I’m being serious.”
“And I ain’t?”
“Billy.” Steve said in his ‘ this conversation is over’ voice
“Fuck! What ya wanna be my friends with me for anyways?”
“Cause…” And it took Steve a second to think about why, why did he want it?
“So you’ll be nicer to me, I guess?”
“Oh Bambi, I’ll be so nice ta ya if ya just let me.” The wolf crooned soft against the brunette’s neck and Steve whimpered breathy before he could get his words out.
“I like you, at least I think I do. Okay, I mean Max cares about you enough to drag me out of my house at eight am to find you. And that means there’s more to you than what you show people. You’re an asshole but I know there’s more to you, right?”
“Jesus Christ Steve.” It threw Billy off kilter, what the fuck was this? How the hell does Steve see more in him, Billy doesn’t even know if there’s more to him. He doesn’t like it, not at all. Doesn’t like that Steve thinks he knows him, thinks he can be someone else. Doesn’t want to disappoint another person.
“And if there ain’t?”
“Then...that’s okay too.” Steve leaned back wiggling out of the blonde’s grip.
”I’m here for you, okay.”
Billy shook his head in disbelief at Steve's words.
“Yur unreal pretty boy. Fuckin’ unbelievable.”
“That sounds like a compliment Hargrove.”
“Cause it is Bambi.” Billy huffed with a smirk, he was frustrated for sure but, God, this guy is growin’ on him okay.
“Oh, thanks then.”
Billy nodded passively,
“Don’t mention it.”
“...Guess we should probably get to bed.”
“That an invitation?”
“To sleep.”
“With you?” The blonde wiggled his eyebrows,
“Jesus! Billy you literally just came.”
“Your point?” The wolf grinned wickedly,
“That I just said I want to be your friend not your fuck buddy. I don’t even like guys, i’m not like you, I don’t swing all ways …”
“Uh-huh. Says the guy that just came calling another guy's name.”
“That’s different!” The brunette’s ear grew red,
“How?”
“‘Cause...Cause. I don’t know!” He talked with his hands frustratedly,
“It just is okay! God. I’m going to bed, alone! You can sleep on the couch or in the guest room. Goodnight!”
Steve seethed as he left the bathroom with heavy feet, still soaked and naked and leaving a trail of water in his wake. He slammed his bedroom door behind him, mumbling something about how stupid Billy is, how he’s such a jerkface ect. Billy was chortling to himself running a hand through his almost fully dried hair before following after the brunette. He rapped at the door with a kuckle,
“Hey Bambi, where’s the guest room?”
“Two doors down!” The brunette’s voice harshly called back muffled by the door,
“Night pretty boy.”
“Night Jerkface!”