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Steve Harrington is pretty hard to surprise.
After fighting monsters from another dimension and becoming something of a step dad to a bunch of kids, nothing really takes him by surprise anymore, not even Jane and Max coming out as a couple to him or Mike questioning if he might be bisexual. No, he can't be shocked by anything anymore, or so he thinks, until he walks in on Billy Hargrove kissing a very small and very underage Will Byers between the sinks of the men's toilet during the third period of an otherwise pretty normal Monday morning.
Billy and Will naturally part when the door opens, but Steve has already seen what they were doing. After all, he's been in Billy's position plenty of times, kissing girls pressed against the cold tiles of the wall behind them. He stops dead in his tracks, his eyes going wide as the door slams shut behind him.
For a few seconds, no one says a word. Billy only smiles a smug smile, as if he didn't just get caught with his hand in the metaphorical cookie jar - a fucking illegal cookie jar - and Will's pale face slowly turns a light shade of red. Steve locks eyes with Billy.
"What the fuck?"
He doesn't even sound mad. He should be mad, he should be disgusted - Will is barely fourteen and Billy is eighteen, old enough to know that he shouldn't be kissing a fucking kid - but the only thing Steve feels is his stomach twisting painfully and a weird sensation like the floor underneath his feet was just pulled away and he's falling.
"What?"
Billy casually leans against one of the sinks, keeping Will basically trapped between himself and the wall, one hand lingering possessively on the boy's hip. He's still smiling smugly.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
Steve wants to sound angry, he wants to demand an explanation for all of this, but his voice is weak. It's all just too weird for him to understand. He's not that close to Will - Dustin is the one of the boys he's around the most - but he didn't expect him to be the type of boy to make out in a school toilet with a guy four years his senior. Hell, he didn't expect Will to be the type to make out with someone at all. He always seems to be the most innocent of the kids, the one who's not interested in girls or boys or relationships in general - but here they are. Judging by his somewhat messy hair and his slightly swollen, pinkish lips, this wasn't an innocent first kiss either.
"You don't want me to tell you, Harrington. You already look like you've seen a ghost and I don't want you to faint like a pussy," Billy simply states with a nonchalant tone. He pulls Will closer, whose blush increases, but the teen doesn't say a word.
It's too much for Steve. It's against his moral code to leave Will behind with Hargrove, but much to his shame he has to admit that Billy is right - he feels like he's about to faint if he just as much as thinks about it some more, so instead of investigating further, he turns on his heel and walks out of the restroom, forgetting about his initial need to use the toilet.
Starting on Tuesday, after a night of very little sleep and lots of tossing and turning in his bed, trying not to think about what Billy might be doing to Will, Steve begins to watch them.
They are careful, he has to admit as much. Whether it's because he surprised them in the restroom or if they were always this sneaky and the thing yesterday was nothing more than a slip-up, he can't tell. But unless someone was looking for clues that Billy Hargrove is messing around with Will Byers, no one would suspect a thing. There's only some eye contact here and there that could tell a whole fucking story, but that's it.
The more Steve finds himself thinking about it, the more the unlikely relationship intrigues him. How on earth did two people like Billy Hargrove and Will Byers end up together like this? It has to be some sick psychotic shit, he's sure of that. Maybe Billy is even blackmailing or threatening Will, he wouldn't be surprised by that. However, Will doesn't look distressed or scared - it's rather the opposite. He's glowing from the inside out and every time Steve catches him looking at Billy, he's giving him lovesick puppy eyes.
On Saturday, after watching them for a whole school week, Steve finally snaps. He's been thinking about nothing but Billy and Will the whole week and he knows it's going to drive him crazy. He needs to know what exactly is going on - and how he can keep Will safe from possible abuse. After all, the kid is friends with Dustin, Lucas, Max, Mike and Jane, and if he let something bad happen to one of their friends, he wouldn't be able to look at himself in the mirror anymore.
He parks his car at the side of the street, pleased to see that Billy's car is standing in the driveway. He'll give Harringrove a fair chance to explain what exactly is going on - although there's no way Billy could justify defiling an innocent kid like this - and then he'll get Will out of this and they'll simply forget that any of this happened in the first place. It sounds like a good plan to him.
Steve has to ring the doorbell several times until a very annoyed, shirtless Billy finally opens the door. When he sees Steve standing on his porch, his expression darkens.
"Unless you're about to tell me that my car is on fire or something, I don't have time for you right now, Harrington."
"Well, I honestly don't care."
Using his advantage of being slightly smaller and slimmer than the blond, Steve just slips through the open door before Billy can stop him from doing so. The older teen grits his teeth in response.
"I'll only tell you this once. Get out. I'm not in the mood to beat your ass right now, but I will if you don't get lost right now."
"Quit your whining, I only want to talk to you."
"I swear to god, Harrington..." Billy groans, but a noise in one of the other rooms has them both shut up. Steve looks at Billy. "You've got company?"
"Yes. Which is why you're going to fucking leave my house right now."
Not really intimidated by Billy's snarl, Steve pushes right past him to go into the general direction the noise came from. He knows exactly that Billy could've stopped him if he really wanted to, but he doesn't - instead, he just closes the front door and follows Steve with an annoyed expression.
Steve finds Billy's room more by luck than anything else. Entering it without asking the older teen for permission, he stops abruptly.
A slightly distressed Will looks at him like a deer in the headlights. He's got a blanket wrapped around his slender body, but his naked feet and shoulders make Steve guess that he's probably completely naked underneath. They stare at each other until Billy enters the room behind them and closes the door.
"I guess little Stevie here is interested in what kind of company I have, kid. What do you think, should we tell him?"
Before neither Steve nor Will can answer, Billy steps over to the boy and squats next to him, pulling him close to kiss his neck while he's keeping his gaze on Steve. Will shivers.
"Or should we show him instead?"
Will looks a bit unsure, but Billy squeezes his hip through the soft fabric of the blanket almost gently as he smirks. "He's been really eager to find out what's going on since he saw us on Monday, pretty boy. Tried to find out if we're a thing after seeing us like that. I bet he had a boner thinking about it. Thinking about me doing unspeakable things to you."
Billy's hand wanders from Will's hip to his ass, giving it a squeeze. Will's pale face reddens as the boy bites back a squeak.
Steve is still standing with his back to the closed door, watching the scene unfold in front of him. He's horrified and honestly, he wants nothing more than to be able to run and forget this ever happened, much like he did after seeing those two kiss, but it's weirdly intriguing at the same time. He's not able to picture Billy doing things to Will, not yet at least, but with the way Billy is touching Will he has a feeling that by the end of the night, he'll have some idea.
Billy, taking Steve's silence as enough of an answer, pulls on the blanket that Will has slung around himself and the boy drops it, presenting himself in nothing more but some shorts with an X-Men print on them. It would almost be cute, if it weren't for the small but visible bulge in them. Steve doesn't want to look at Will, but he can't help himself. The boy is pale and his body is slender, his features almost angelic. He looks like he stepped right out of an old renaissance painting, or he would, if it weren't for the visible marks on his body. Dark hickeys and bite marks decorate his pale skin and there are some lighter, faded marks on his hips that look like hand prints. Steve swallows audibly. He shouldn't feel like adding to these. He should be disgusted.
"He's pretty, isn't he? So soft. Just like a girl, minus the tits."
Billy smirks and pulls Will even closer, his arm snaking around the boy, his hand resting on his chest. He casually starts to rub his thumb over Will's nippe, causing the boy to gasp and shiver.
"You're sick. He's a kid," Steve croaks out, but he can't deny that Will's heavy breathing and his little gasps are doing something to him. He's starting to feel a little light-headed with all his blood rushing to his groin.
"He enjoys it. Don't you, pretty? You love being touched like that. You're a little whore, aren't you?" Billy smirks, looking at Will, who gasps again and then quickly nods, blushing harder than before.
"He doesn't even know what you're doing," Steve tries again, but it's obvious Will isn't as innocent as he thought. A dark spot stains the front of his shorts right where Wolverine's face is printed on them and his nipples are hard from Billy rubbing over them and gently pinching them between his index and middle finger.
"Oh come on, Harrington. Stop acting all high and mighty, you're just as fucked up as I am. You want him. Look at your fucking boner."
Billy's laugh is cruel and Steve feels his cheeks burn because it's true - he's so fucking hard. The display in front of him is so forbidden yet delicious, tempting him like the fruit from the tree of wisdom tempted Eve. He's going to fall from grace, but isn't the experience worth it? Looking at Will again, he sees an angel, already defiled but still oh so beautiful. He watches how, with a stupid, winning grin on his lips, Billy whispers something into Will's ear and the boy nods and walks over to Steve to kneel in front of him, looking like he's getting ready to pray rather than sin. When he looks up at Steve with those innocent doe eyes of his, the older teen is torn between coming right in his pants and severely judging himself for letting this happen.
"Please, don't," he wants to whisper, but instead it comes over his lips as a pathetic little whine. Will just smiles, his cheeks still red, but he doesn't seem as hesitant as before.
"It's really okay, Steve. I'm good at this, relax."
And with that, Will unzips and pulls down his pants and underwear with skilled fingers. Steve takes a shaky breath when his hard cock is freed, which turns into a low moan when Will wraps his slender fingers around it.
Looking up at Steve, the boy leans forward to slowly lick at the head of his cock, lapping up the sticky wetness of his precum with obvious eagerness. Steve can't help but moan. It feels so good, that small, wet tongue. So sinful. So much better than any girl he's been with - none of them had been so into it, so eager and hungry for his cock.
"Go on, pretty boy. Do it properly," Billy instructs, sitting down on the bed. On command, Will wraps his pretty lips around Steve's cock and sucks him into the hot wetness of his mouth. Steve, not able to fight the instinct, grabs a handful of Will's silky hair and tries to press him down further on his length, and Will actually allows it, obediently taking it like he's born to deepthroat another man's cock - or like he's just used to it.
"Oh fuck," Steve moans when Will suddenly swallows, his throat contracting around his cock, a sweet, hot and wet tightness. Steve's grip on Will's hair tightens and as a response, the boy moans with a soft rumble in his throat - he doesn't have to ask who might've taught him to do that.
Steve subconsciously starts to move his hips slowly, gently fucking Will's mouth and the smaller boy just sits there on his knees, taking it all while leaking through his own shorts. It's incredibly hot and soon causes Steve to speed up his movements.
"Come on, pretty boy. Make him come down your throat. Show him how much of a cum slut you are," Billy comments from the bed and Steve hisses. He fucking hates him. All of this is Billy's fault.
But then Will moans around his cock again and Steve actually shouts, shoving himself down his throat as his orgasm rips through him, and Will swallows it all like it's his favorite treat, even licking Steve's cock clean afterwards.
Steve leans against the door, panting. Nothing he has ever experienced before is comparable to this. He's definitely going to hell. Every moment, the floor beneath his feet will open up and he'll fall right into Satan's lap for sinning like this. For defiling a sweet angel like Will.
Said angel sits back and licks his slightly swollen lips. He looks weirdly happy and sated, reminding Steve of a fed puppy, so he gently pats Will's head while trying to catch his breath.
"Good boy. Now come here," Billy calls and Will quickly gets up to walk over to the bed. Billy pulls him into his lap and kisses him passionately, chasing after the taste of Steve's cock left on Will's lips and tongue, drawing a moan from the boy when he bites down on his lower lip.
Steve watches them, still breathing hard. Even if he wanted to, he wouldn't be able to look away. Not even when Billy almost throws Will onto the bed, manhandling the boy who scrambles to get on his hands and knees quickly, just to break down as a moaning mess a mere moment later when Billy pulls his shorts down and buries his face between his cheeks.
It sparks an intense desire in Steve to see Will break down like this, moaning and whimpering as Billy eats him out with obscene, wet noises. He went down on a few girls, but none of them ever reacted like Will does, squirming and writhing and holding onto the bed sheets like his life is on the line. Soon enough, Steve feels himself getting hard again, which is a personal premiere. Usually he's not able to go again so soon after coming.
After a while Billy pulls away, ignoring Will's whine of protest, and takes a bottle of clear liquid from his bedside table. He covers his fingers in the substance before slowly inserting one of them into Will's hairless little hole, causing the boy to moan out loud and his rim to twitch around the intrusion. Steve can't help himself, he has to step closer. The way Billy's thick finger is disappearing inside the boy is such a sight and Will's gasping and his breathy little moans make his cock twitch.
"He was born for this. Born to be a little cock slut," Billy says almost affectionate when he notices Steve coming closer, before working a second finger into the boy to fuck him open with both fingers pressed together. Will actually bites down on Billy's pillow to muffle his moan, but the older teen notices right away. Steve flinches when he harshly slaps Will's ass, leaving a bright red handprint on his white cheek.
"What did I tell you about that, pretty boy?"
Will's face is flaming red at this point when he lifts his head to whine. "No trying to be quiet unless you tell me to."
"Exactly. You're shy because Harrington is watching, huh? Even after you sucked his cock and made him come down your throat like the greedy little cum slut you are."
Steve feels his cock twitch at the shameless words and Will whines again, pressing himself against Billy's fingers fucking into him. It's more than clear that he's aroused by the dirty talk, maybe even more than he is actually shy about Steve watching him. If anything, Steve even suspects that Will actually enjoys being watched, presenting his naked body like this, his legs spread and his twitching hole on display. Billy scoffs.
"Thought so. You want him in your ass, too? Want him to pound your little hole?"
Billy thrusts his fingers in and out faster, rubbing the tips over Will's prostate and the boy convulses with a cry of ecstasy. Steve's pretty sure Will would've come if it wasn't for Billy pulling out his fingers in time, leaving Will to twitch and whine helplessly at the loss of friction while the older teen smirks, watching him without the slightest bit of remorse.
"How about you show him what else your pretty little mouth is good for then. Prepare him for me, baby."
Steve then snaps out of the haze he's been watching Will in.
"Wait, what?"
He's not sure if he's misunderstanding Billy's words, but now it's him who stares with wide doe eyes. It almost sounded like -
"If you're going to fuck him, I'm going to fuck you. It's called Daisy Chain. You get to be the lucky middle part," Billy explains nonchalantly while eyeing Steve - who has the sudden urge to cover himself as Billy's gaze burns his skin. A faint blush spreads over Steve's face - this isn't what he expected. He's never been with a man before and he certainly didn't expect to bottom for anyone - on the rare occasion of thinking about it, he's always envisioned himself as the one on top.
"Don't I get a say in this?" he asks, even though he can already see that Billy won't argue about it. As expected, the older teen just smirks and points to the bed.
"You can come here and get yourself ready, or you can pick up your pants and leave. Your choice."
"One hell of a choice," Steve scoffs, but nonetheless, he strips out of his shirt, shoes and socks and then joins the pair on the bed. Will eagerly comes closer, smiling brightly at Steve.
"Don't worry, Steve. It'll feel really good."
Surprisingly active, he manhandles Steve into positioning on his hands and knees just like the younger boy did earlier, kneeling behind Steve who can't help but blush harder - he's feeling so vulnerable like this and even more when Will gently rubs his hand over his spine to calm him, even though Steve really tries to not seem too nervous. It's weird to be so docile for the younger one, but he tries to ignore the feeling. Once Will seems to be sure that Steve is ready for it, he leans forward to rim the older teen.
Steve's not sure what he expected it to feel like, but he certainly did not expect the contact of Will's soft tongue with his virgin hole to spark such an almost electric shock. He lets out a surprised gasp, his body stiffening, and Will chuckles as he continues to lap softly over Steve's rim, coating it with saliva and coaxing it to relax. Steve shivers, not able to hold back a soft moan, and after a few moments he presses back into the touch, Will spreading his cheeks and burying his face in Steve's crack. Once the older teen relaxes, he even gently prods at his virgin hole with his tongue, fucking him open eagerly.
"Fuck," Steve moans out loud, not realizing he's closed his eyes until he feels some kind of movement in front of him. When he looks up, it's Billy who smirks down on him, now completely naked. He's holding his cock in his hand and when his eyes meet Steve's, his smirk gets wider.
"Open up," he tells him and after a second of hesitation, Steve obeys, opening his mouth and letting Billy feed him his cock. He's even somewhat gentle about it, actually giving Steve some time to accommodate his girth. Steve in return does his best to blow him good, careful to cover his teeth, using the building up saliva for a better glide. Soon, Billy is slowly fucking into his mouth and Steve can't help but enjoy the wet, filthy sound of it, the saliva messily running down his chin. He moans, once again closing his eyes, and just enjoys the way how Billy uses him for his own pleasure while Will opens him up with his tongue.
Will then reaches for the bottle of lube and coats his fingers before carefully exchanging his tongue with his index finger, letting it slide into Steve's hole which accepts the intrusion easily. Steve moans around Billy's cock, he's more than able to handle one of Will's slim fingers, so he pushes back against the younger teen, asking for more. Will complies, adding his middle finger to stretch Steve out more and letting some additional lube dribble over his digits. It's messy and sticky, but Steve will be thankful for it in just a few moments. Billy probably isn't the ideal partner to have your first time with, even though he was quite gentle with Will himself - but his cock is large nonetheless, which is why Will is so careful to prepare Steve thoroughly. He wants the older teen to enjoy this on every level.
Billy, on the other hand, slowly starts getting more rough with his new toy. He buries a hand in Steve's carefully styled hair, who expresses his dissatisfaction with a low grunt and a sharp gaze up at the older teen before closing his eyes again, and fucks his mouth a little harder, a little deeper, testing how far he can go with the other boy before triggering his gag reflex. That point is reached far too soon, not to compare with Will's skills at sucking cock, but nonetheless still enjoyable. The more Steve chokes on his cock, the messier the blowjob gets, bubbly saliva dripping down the teen's chin until Billy lets go of him and allows him to draw back to breathe. Steve coughs and looks up at Steve with a look that promises revenge, but he can't deny that he actually loves the feeling of Billy's girth resting on his tongue and stretching his lips, his balls slapping wetly against his chin. It's so fucking filthy, just like letting Will finger him open with three fingers already, Steve opening up fairly easy now he's lost in arousal.
"Seems like I've got a second cock slut in the making," Billy chuckles darkly and Steve can't deny it - he kinda likes it, even though he wouldn't yet admit it. Billy doesn't wait for an answer though, he looks at Will over Steve's shoulder.
"What do you think, baby - is he ready for my cock yet?" he asks the younger teen, slowly jerking his wet cock as he does, teasingly slapping it against Steve's lips but not letting him take it in his mouth again. Will pulls his fingers out of the older teen, ignoring the low moan of protest, his voice sounding almost cheerful when he replies. "I think so! He's still pretty tight though."
"You did good, baby," Billy almost purrs as he pulls Will over Steve to kiss him, his cock rubbing over Steve's cheek as he does so, leaving a wet trail of spit and precum. Steve can feel his face flush, because he fucking likes the feeling. Apparently, he's indeed a cock slut in the making. He listens to Billy and Will kissing for a moment, but after a while he can't help but whine, reminding them that he's still there and still needy, although he's the only one who already came once.
Billy chuckles again, moving his hips to rub his cock over Steve's cheek some more, before finally having mercy on both of his boys, because Will proves to be just as needy as Steve, if not even more - after all, Billy denied him his orgasm earlier and being the youngest, Will is easily aroused and overstimulated anyways. Giving in, Billy moves back to smirk at them both.
"Baby, you know your place."
Will quickly scrambles to get on his hands and knees again, displaying his eagerly twitching hole. He's not even shy to spread his own cheeks and wiggle his ass a little, looking back at Steve, begging him with his eyes. Billy observes the two of them closely, nodding at Steve to give him permission. Steve then kneels behind Will, but he still seems unsure, like something is missing. He clears his throat.
"Shouldn't I... use a condom?"
Sure, Will isn't a girl and he can't get pregnant, but he's not sure about just taking the boy bareback. However, Billy just shrugs.
"We never do. I'm clean and he was a fucking virgin until I came around, so unless you got something we should know about, you can just get right in there."
"I'm clean, too," Steve quickly assures. He never did anything without protection before, so this is a first time on multiple levels - he just hopes he won't mess it up. Carefully, he lines his hard cock up to Will's hole, using some more lube just to be safe. He certainly doesn't want to hurt the boy. Then, he slowly presses inside him. The tightness, the heat, even the sticky wetness feel so good he's unable to keep himself from emitting a loud moan, drowning out Will's own sound of pleasure as the boy is finally filled again, his walls spasming around Steve.
Steve grips Will's hips tightly, holding onto the smaller boy as he tries his best to handle the feeling, not wanting to disappoint him or Billy by coming prematurely just because it's his first time taking someone without a condom, adding to the also new feeling of anal sex. It takes him a few moments until he's ready, taking deep breaths. Will is clearly impatient, clenching around him and whining, but also keeping still under Billy's stern look, not daring to move back against Steve. Only when the older teen slowly relaxes, Billy gives Will an affirmative nod and the boy starts grinding back onto Steve's cock, almost fucking himself on it. Steve moans, his grip on Will's hips hardening.
"Shit," he gasps, clenching his teeth as he watches Billy change his position. Suddenly, the older teen is behind Steve, his hands caressing Steve's sides down to his ass before spreading his cheeks nonchalantly. Steve hisses, looking back over his shoulder. "Be careful there, asshole. I still need to be able to drive home later."
"Don't worry about that, princess. Just concentrate on pleasuring the little one."
Billy chuckles softly, grabbing the lube bottle again. It's sticky by now and a huge amount of the lube has been used, but that's okay - he'll get a new bottle. Squirting some more on his hand, he spreads it over his cock, slicking it up before rubbing the tip teasingly between Steve's cheeks, holding him open with his other hand as he does. Steve shivers and stills his movements and Billy uses that opportunity to press into the other teen, simultaneously biting Steve's shoulder just to distract him from the first seconds of pain. Steve still whines, but the pleasure in his skin clearly beats the pain.
"God, you're so fucking tight," Billy groans, his lips still touching the red mark he left on Steve's shoulder. "How does it feel, being impaled by my cock? Being my little bitch?"
"Shut up," Steve answers with a breathy moan, clearly more turned on than taken aback by Billy's dirty talk. He just doesn't know how long he'll be able to take all of this, being in the middle of those two with Billy's filthy mouth sinfully ruining the last bit of his innocence. Will whines, too, clearly just as turned on while grinding back on Steve, who has stopped moving again. However, before he can try to find a rhythm for the three of them, Billy takes over. He pulls out of Steve almost completely, just to bury himself to the hilt again, causing Steve to moan out loud and Will to squeak, because the sudden movement has Steve getting shoved deep inside him, too.
Billy sets the rhythm for them then, thrusting hard and deep into Steve, who in turn is forced deep into Will, the kid moaning shamelessly underneath him. Steve has to be careful to not accidentally crush Will, although he's almost sure the younger teen would enjoy it to be dicked down like that. Maybe another time - and just the thought has his cock twitch inside of Will, who whines wantonly.
"You wanna come, slut?" Billy gasps, breathing hard himself. He can't help it - his usual great stamina is positively ruined by the view of his two little whores, being so good for him. "Go on, come. Use your tight little ass to milk our dear Stevie dry."
Steve moans, his cock twitching again inside of Will - he's really digging Billy's dirty talk, he can't deny it. And when Will once again starts grinding back on him, whining and moaning as Steve's cock rubs alongside the tiny bundle of nerves inside of him, and Billy hits exactly the same spot for Steve, he can't hold back anymore. With a choked moan he comes, painting Will's insides white and leaving bruises on the kid's hips when Will comes, too, clenching down hard on Steve as his body convulses with the heavy waves of his orgasm.
Billy speeds up then, using the way Steve is clenching around him to chase after his own orgasm. It only takes a few more hard thrusts until he comes, too, a raspy moan on his lips that causes Steve to shiver as Billy creams him, which is a surprisingly hot feeling. For a few moments, the three teens just try to catch their breath. Billy is the first to move, he pulls out of Steve, who hisses, and shamelessly leaves the room butt naked to get two warm washcloths from the bathroom. Steve then pulls out of Will, causing him to whine.
"Shush, baby," Billy says with a surprisingly soft voice when he comes back, handing one of the washcloths to Steve before carefully starting to clean Will with the second one. Gently, he wipes the cum off Will's stomach and then moves to clean the lube and Steve's cum leaking from his puffy rim. It's such a soft gesture Steve can't help but stare, until Billy looks at him and raises a brow. "What?"
"Just didn't expect you to be the caring type."
Billy scoffs and shakes his head. "Figured. Listen, I don't care what you think about us. But I care about him, alright? He's important to me. That whole thing about him being a slut is just sex stuff, so keep your judgement to yourself, alright?"
"I'm not judging you. I mean, I have, but," Steve begins, but Billy finishes his sentence. "But then you fucked him, too. Yeah."
"Don't fight," comes Will's voice, tired but clearly aware of the two older teens almost arguing. He crawls into Billy's lap and wraps his arms around his middle. "I don't want you to fight. You weren't supposed to fight after this."
Steve blinks, confused. "Huh?"
"It was his idea. He wants you in on this, for some reason," Billy shrugs as he gently strokes his hand through Will's hair. "I'm not in a position to deny him any wishes."
It's an unexpected revelation and Steve takes his time to think about it as he cleans himself. He certainly enjoyed himself, that's for sure. Will is just sinful with his innocent appearance yet filthy mind, and Billy is just smoking hot in general, especially when he's showing his dominant side in the bedroom. It really is a win-win situation, if he's being honest.
"Are you going to stay, Steve?"
Will looks at him, his eyelids visibly heavy, but stubbornly refusing sleep until everything is settled. Only when Steve nods with a small smile, because fuck the consequences, the younger teen seems satisfied enough to crawl from Billy's lap under the covers.
"Good. I hope you like morning blowjobs. On both sides," he yawns, a cheeky grin on his lips as he innocently closes his eyes, leaving the two older teens to themselves.