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He let himself be pulled down, shifting around a bit so he was holding Billy close. He pressed his nose into his hair, inhaling and sighing. "Fine now. Sorry I blew up like that. I just...I wasn't gonna let him hurt you anymore."

And he wouldn't have to. Billy was free. Steve would make sure he never had to go anywhere near Neil again. Max too if he could manage it.

"Now what about you? You okay?" He asked, pulling back enough that he could tip his boyfriend's face up, staring into his eyes.

"I think we all knew that was coming." He couldn't believe his dad actually showed up but then again, this was the last time he'd have any real power over Billy so it also made sense. He was just thankful he hadn't been alone when he showed up.

He had Steve, Max, Hopper, Joyce and the kids now and he feels the tears well up when he realises he won't ever be alone again. "Yeah, I'm okay."

He could see the tears and he brushed them away from his cheeks before pulling him in close. "Shhh, don't cry, babe." He whispered, holding him close and slowly rubbing up and down his back. He closed his eyes, sighing.

"I love you. I love you so much." He whispered, rubbing his cheek against Billy's shoulder and his jaw. He was rubbing more of his scent on the younger teen, just needing to remind them both that this was the way it would be as long as Billy wanted it.

Billy's distracted from his emotions by the feeling of his alpha's hands against his back. His muscles are tight and sore and he relaxes slightly under the touch, sighing softly.

"I love you too." It's the first time Billy's said it out loud and he's never meant anything the way he means this and he smiles softly up him. "I love you."

His eyes widened a bit, staring at him before kissing him softly. His thumbs brush against Billy's cheek before nudging him gently. "You've been through so much lately. Let me take care of you tonight?" He asked, pulling back and lifting Billy's shirt a bit.

"Went and got some oil earlier. Wanted to give you a really good massage before bed tonight." He said, reaching out and grabbing for the bottle. "Shirt off and lay out for me?"

How did get so lucky as to land an alpha like Steve? He was loved, spoiled and constantly taken care of. It's easy to follow his instructions and strip out of his shirt, stretching out across the bed with his head cradled in his arms.

"There's birthday sex after, right?"

He cleared his throat at the question, color rising on his cheeks as he pushed his fingers through his hair. "Birthday sex, huh? Hmm maybe..." He teased, bending and pressing a kiss between his shoulder blades.

"How bad you want it, babe?" He asked teasingly, knowing he would give the omega absolutely anything he ever asked for.

"Reckon we've waited long enough, yeah?" He smiles at him over his shoulder, expression soft. One hand reaches up and squeezes Steve's thigh before he relaxes back down into the mattress so that Steve can get started.

He nodded, kissing his shoulder next. He breathed out, pouring oil into his hand as he moved over to straddle the other's hips and ass. He rubbed his hands together, warming the oil before he started rubbing it over his boyfriend's back.

"You deserve this. And anything else you could ever want." He murmured, thumbs pressing into tight muscles along his lower back. "Got one more surprise for you, but this first."

"Oh?" The first press of those thumbs against his back makes Billy forget all about the exchange he'd had with his father earlier on and he sighs, melting into the sheets and moaning softly.

"Oh my gooooddddddd."

"Yeah. Gonna have to wait though." Not that he thought that would be a problem in the slightest after the way the other moaned. He smiled as he really started to massage, working at every knot and tight muscle he found.

He'd shifted slightly, easing higher so he was literally pressed over Billy's ass when... He tilted his head a bit, leaning in and subtly sniffing at his boyfriend. His scent was changing. It was...sweeter? He blinked, shaking himself slightly. No. No, it wasn't what he thought it was.

Billy's a puddle under Steve's hands in no time, moaning and sighing softly at how good it feels to have the tension kneaded out of his spine and shoulders.

He can hear Steve sniffing at him, but he ignores it. He also ignores the heat of horniness in his gut too, even as it warms greatly and causes a pang of pain at the reminder that he can't get heats anymore.

Almost no time passes before the scent is so strong that Steve is shaking. He is hard and can't help as he rocked against the omega's ass. He grunted softly, closing his eyes tightly before he pulled away.

He moved off the bed, wiping his hands on his pants as he started moving around the room. "Fuck fuck fuck." He muttered under his breath, shaking his head. He was a mess. The heat scent turning him into mush already.

Billy feels like he's burning up and he can feel Steve's hard on against his ass and he gets hard in response, hips shifting to get any pressure and friction he can against the mattress beneath him.

And then Steve climbs off him and starts pacing, cursing up a storm. "Steve? Is everything okay?" He scrubs his hair back off his face, finding his forehead sweaty and finding it hard to catch his breath with the way the alpha's scent filling his nose.

He turned, locking eyes with Billy. His eyes are dark, pupils completely blown from lust as he slowly licked his lips. "Billy...baby..." He breathed, panting as his eyes broke away, trailing down the omega's body.

God the scent was getting thicker and he was almost certain he could smell slick now too. How did Billy not realize?

It's that expression that does it. Billy feels it, the tell tale sign of slick sliding down his thigh and he stares at Steve in shock, eyes filling with tears.

"Steve... I'm... I'm in heat." He laughs as a tear rolls down his cheek. "I can still get heats."

And now that he's aware of it, the feeling of it hits so hard and Billy's gasping breaths turn into pants as he reaches for the alpha.

"Steve!"

He'd already been moving, locking the bedroom door just in case (since Max was still there), before scrambling onto the bed. So when Billy reached for him, he is there. He cupped his face, thumb brushing his cheek as he panted. "You...god...fuck its so strong..." He gasped, mouth hanging open as he breathed.

"Are...are you sure, Billy?" He asked, still stroking over his skin before pressing against him. Even if he was trying to control himself.

Billy grabs at him and pulls him close, pressing his nose into Steve's neck and panting against him, fingers scrabbling for any part of him that he can reach.

"If you don't fuckin' do something, I'll never forgive you." He trembles in Steve's arms. "I want you to mark me and I want you to breed me and I want you to make sure no one can ever separate us again."

He sucked in a breath at the words, unable to deny just how much he wanted that too. He moaned, turning his head and capturing Billy's lips in a hot, hard kiss. He reached down, getting his pants undone before tugging them down Billy's hips.

"Need you naked." He gasped when he broke the kiss so they could both breath. "Fuck, Billy, you want me to mate you, huh?" He asked, smiling as he pressed their foreheads together. "I fucking love you."

Billy strips out of the rest of his clothes as quickly as he can, shoving Steve down onto the bed when they're both naked and crawling over him so he's straddling his lap. His thighs are wet and he's hard as a rock.

"C'mon. You gonna talk about it or are you gonna do it?"

He stroked his fingers over Billy's sides, staring up at him before pulling him back down for another kiss. He smirked as soon as the kiss broke, staring up at him and raising an eyebrow.

"You're the one on top. Take what you want, baby." He grasped his thighs, giving a firm squeeze.

Billy smirks into the kiss, pushing his hands through Steve's hair before pressing them into the pillow on either side of his head to hold himself up.

It's a great theory, but he needs one hand to guide Steve in and instead he growls his frustration. His brain has started to fog and he struggles to figure out how to do both.

"Steve."

There was a moment that Steve just stared up at the other, letting him sit there like that as he arched up, knowing how teasing it was.

Seconds after his name is growled, he pitched them over, pinning Billy beneath him so he could give him exactly what he wanted. What he knew he needed.

Steve was absolutely exhausted, but he was starving too. He'd had the chance to make sure they had water, but he'd never been able to get away long enough to get food. There was no way Billy wasn't starving too, but he was currently sleeping off a week of heat sex.

He very slowly got out of bed after waking up, stretching and groaning as he did. God he was sore, but it was so worth it.

The week was long and Billy spent pretty much all of it burning up and desperate for a good dicking. A dicking that Steve had happily supplied each time he'd begged for it.

When he finally wakes up, it's a slow process that involves a lot of groaning and stretching. He aches in all the best ways and the relief that sits in his chest makes it all that much better.

He gets up slowly and, after pulling on a pair of sweats, follows the alpha's scent down to the kitchen, stomach rumbling loudly.

"Morning, Pretty Boy."

He looked up at the sound of Billy's voice, smiling warmly at him. "Hey babe." He walked over, kissing the omega's cheek and jaw before brushing his thumb gently over the still fresh mate mark.

"Hmmm you want breakfast first or a hot shower?" He asked, settling his hands on the other's hips and holding him close.

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