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Knowing Butcher, Hughie expected him to like for everything to be done aggressively. And that he was right about. Fights, needed to be aggressive, verbal and physical. Emotions were aggressive. Love was aggressive. This part, he has told Hughie to let all of his anger out when it became all but too much. He wasn't afraid of Hughie hurting him, but Hughie was. He was so damn afraid that when he did get to angry, he would push it somewhere else and avoid anything with Butcher.
Until now that is.
Hughie had Butcher pinned down, his hands above his head, and was slotted between his legs. He was grinding down against the older man, kissing him in a harsh manner. They had had a fight, something stupid that Butcher couldn't remember, and Hughie had completely lost it. He pinned Butcher to the wall then, kissing him harshly. Now he had Butcher on the bed, his shirt up and over his chest, his pants around his ankles and hair messy. The man was a moaning mess, his face and ears burning red.
Hughie was going based off of his anger, so he wasn't exactly paying close attention to Butcher, not until he started undressing the rest of the flushed man. Butcher had let out a soft noise when Hughie touched his hips, holding them still so that he wasn't moving. The noise had Hughie look up and he felt all of his anger melt away. Butcher's face was a deep red, his eyes trained on Hughie's hands on his hips and he was gripping the pillow tightly. He had Butcher's legs lifted, he wasn't aware of the pillow until he looked up. “Hey, Billy, are you alright?” He asked, his breathing heavy and voice breathy as he spoke. However, Butcher didn't respond, not with words at least. He let out a soft whine and hugged the pillow closer to him, his eyes still looking down.
Hughie's eyes widened slightly. Butcher's change in response to what he was doing was — something that he couldn't exactly describe. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to Butcher's cheek, earning him another soft noise from the usually aggressive man. Butcher 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙 talking, so what was the sudden change for? He let out a soft sigh, deciding to just ignore it and ask him after, before trying to position himself for the other.
Now Hughie wouldn't lie, he hadn't expected for Butcher to be a blabbering mess. The man's eyes had rolled back, his back bowed and the pillow in his arms – and currently his mouth –was clutched to his chest tightly as he came harshly, a high, but muffled, noise leaving the man. Hughie let out a breathy laugh, lifting one Butcher's legs to lay on his shoulder. He took Butcher's pillow, which Butcher was not happy with, and set it to the side. He bent over, causing Butcher to let out a gasp, and began pressing kisses to Butcher's face, neck, and chest. Butcher, who didn't have his pillow, quickly took hold of Hughie, whines and moans passing his lips.
“Good boy.” Hughie whispered, earning himself nails on his back and a breathy moan from the man under him. Tears welled in Butcher's eyes, his breathing heavy and his second orgasm coming up. Butcher's body was overstimulated and he couldn't take anymore. He tried to tell Hughie, but his mind was hazy and he couldn't get a coherent sentence out, so he gave up and let Hughie keep going. When everything was said and done with, Hughie took note of how fucked out Butcher really looked.
Butcher had sat up after a bit and rubbed his eyes. Hughie, who had left for a moment to grab some things to clean up Butcher, had watched him from the door. Butcher blinked a few times, looking completely dazed and lost, before looking around the bed for something. Butcher's face lit up when he found the pillow that he had when they first started. He hugged it close to himself, putting his face in the fluffed up item. Hughie walked over to the man and sat down on the bed softly, watching Butcher with a curious eye. “Butcher, are you okay?” Hughie asked, his voice soft. Butcher looked up at him, the lower part of his face still in the pillow. They stared at each other for a moment before Butcher nodded slowly.
Hughie put a hand in Butcher's hair, just to see if he was right, and felt his heart swell at Butcher's response. He had leaned into his touch, a content noise leaving him and his eyes slowly closing. Hughie couldn't help it, Butcher was so damn cute, so he took that to his advantage. But first, he had to clean up the man.
He wasn't going to tell anyone about this, not a soul.
Hughie had moved Butcher from the bedroom and to the living room couch. He put a random movie on for them and sat on the couch, Butcher following his movements and laying on his chest. Hughie had put clothing on him, nothing but a white shirt and some black undergarments so the two weren't uncomfortable, Butcher especially. Butcher still had the pillow from before pulled to his chest, his eyes on the television. Hughie had his hand in Butcher's hair, watching him as he slowly fell asleep.
Butcher was so soft in that little bit of time and Hughie was trying to figure out how that could have been possible. So, while Billy was asleep, Hughie went to google and started doing some research. And that is when he found it ; Butcher was a submissive. Hughie covered his face, a large smile spreading as he thought about how Butcher had been acting. But he was curious as to why he was so attached to the pillow. Was it because of his state of mind then? Hughie was too tired to figure it out, but he hated the damn pillow ever so slightly. He let out a soft sigh and set his phone down, looking back down at the sleeping male.
Billy's face was soft and relaxed, something rare, and his breathing was soft. His cheek was flushed with the pillow and his lips were parted slightly. Hughie couldn't help but let out soft noises from how adorable Billy really looked. He really wanted to take the pillow so that Billy was actually on him, but he was afraid that something might happen. Either the man would get angry or his emotions would become overwhelming and God knows what could happen, so he left the pillow and just held onto Billy as much as he could. He fell asleep soon after, the television playing in the background and Billy flushed to him as much as possible.
He was 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 keeping this side of Billy to himself.
Being greedy wasn't exactly one of Hughie's known traits, but he was going to be as greedy as hell with this newfound information.