"She still left." It didn't matter that she left his dad; he'd copped all of his anger and she'd left him there to deal with it. Logic meant nothing in the face of that kind of abandonment and the emotional scars it left behind.
"Fine. If you want to." He leans into the kiss. "But first, feed me."
"Well...hey." He caught his attention, gently lifting his chin and staring
into his eyes. "I will never leave you. I'm staying right here." He smiled,
wrapping his arms around him and drying him off. "In fact, gonna have to
fight to get rid of me later." He teased, winking at him and laughing.
"Now, you craving anything? Thank god the fridge was already stocked before
your heat kicked in."
He laughed at that, making sure he is good and dry before drying himself
off as well. He got dressed in pajamas and a loose shirt, rubbing his back.
"Alright, come on. How about bacon, egg, and cheese sandwiches?" He asked.
He started for the stairs, smiling at him and winking. He pulled out the
skillet and everything that he would need from the fridge.
It didn't take him long to have breakfast cooked and two plates filled with
sandwiches and fried potatoes. He slid his plate onto the table next to
Billy, smiling and sitting next to him. He leaned in, kissing his cheek
quickly. "After this I'm gonna change the bedding and we can lay back down
for a bit."
Billy kisses Steve on the cheek before shoving the food into his mouth, smiling around it. "You spoil me." It's said with a mouthful of food and he doesn't care enough to pretend he's not being gross. "I can't wait to have a nap."
He laughed at that, shaking his head before pushing a glass of juice closer
to him. "You should breath at some point." He teased, though he finished
his just about as quickly. Then he got up and ran upstairs to strip down
the bed. It still smelled pretty heavily of heat, but it was starting to
fade.
He tossed everything downstairs, leaving it in a pile before he pulled
replacements out of the linen closet upstairs. "Hey babe, grab another
comforter from the closet under the staircase!"
Billy drinks his juice and eats his sandwiches while Steve changes the sheets. Once he's full, he takes the dirty ones into the laundry and starts the cycle to clean them before grabbing the comforter and taking it upstairs to their room.
"Here. I put the others on." Their room stank of his heat and sex but it would fade. Especially once he opened the window to let in a breeze. "When are the kids coming?" He wanted proper sleep before they came.
He finished making up the bed, throwing the comforter over and smiling as
he came in. "They won't be here until tonight. Said we could have a sleep
over and El is bringing Max." He said, smiling. "She went over there as
soon as I told her you'd...gone into heat. Been with her and Hopper since."
He said, yawning before pulling his shirt off.
"Come on. Window is open so it'll air out a bit. Its not too hot or cold.
Feels great. Come take a nap." He patted the bed next to himself before
holding his arms open.
"Okay, good." They could finish up his birthday celebrations when they call came around -he still had all their presents to open and they'd never gotten to eat his cake. "We should get cake. I missed out on cake. We can eat cake and watch movies."
Billy climbs onto the bed and drops face first into the pillow, pushing his pants down off his hips so that he can sprawl across the sheets naked. "C'mere."
He laughed at that, shoving his own pants off and kicking them off the bed
before moving over and turning. He wrapped his arms around Billy, pulling
the blanket up over them and pressing his face against his shoulder.
"We'll get a cake. I'll ask Joyce to grab one when she brings Will and the
boys over. Pay her back for it." He sighed, yawning heavily.
Billy wriggles around until he's pressed up against Steve as much as possible, face pressed into his neck and he presses a kiss to the bond mark on his shoulder. He even goes so far as to tug Steve's hand to his back, pressing against it in hopes he'll get the hint.
"Yes. But no singing. I don't wanna do that again."
He took the hint with a chuckle, fingers rubbing and stroking over his skin
slowly. He did take a moment, digging thumb and knuckles into tight spots
every few minutes. Then he slipped his hand lower to playfully grope his
ass.
"No singing. We were pretty awful, weren't we?" He asked, laughing softly
and biting his ear.
Billy actually moans out loud at the press of fingers into aching muscles, head pressing into pillow beside Steve's head. He squeaks when Steve gropes his ass.
"Oi!" It's a playful objection. "You guys were so bad."
He tripped fingers back up, once more pressing in against those muscles.
"Sleep. When we wake up I'll give you a proper massage." He said, kissing
the top of his head.
He shifted, closing his eyes as he held him closer, fingers splaying out
across the small of his back. "I love you."
Steve had gotten up just a little bit earlier so he could call Joyce. He
heard Billy say his name as he came back into the bedroom, smiling before
crawling back into bed. "Hey there. Sorry I was calling Joyce." He said,
kissing his cheek. "We have another hour and a half before anyone shows
up." He smiled, nudging him over. "On your stomach, baby."
He moved, reaching out and digging in his bedside table. He pulled the
bottle of oil out that he'd bought for Billy's birthday, just stroking his
skin.
"Kiss first." He steals a kiss before he rolls onto his stomach, head pillowed on his arms as he relaxes to let Steve continue the massage that had been interrupted by his heat a week earlier.
He kissed back quickly, chuckling as he moved himself to settle over
Billy's hips and ass again. "I could get used to this." He teased,
playfully grinding down before focusing on his back. He poured oil over his
skin, rubbing it around before pressing, digging in.
"You can get used to it? I can get used to it." He actually can't decide what's better; this or sex. He'd have to have sex with Steve outside of a heat to fully appreciate the alpha's dick.
"Maybe tonight after the kids leave. Or tomorrow morning." He smiled, still
rubbing his back firmly. He shifted a bit, easing off his ass and then he
started rubbing further down, massaging his ass as well now.
Billy's about to respond when Steve's thumbs find a particularly sore spot and he groans, face pressing hard into his arms. His lower back hurts and he knows it's from the constant bending and shifting throughout there marathon sex session.
He hummed, leaning down and kissing between his shoulder blades. "Still too
sore? Alright I'll go run the bath then. You relax for a few minutes." He
checked the time, they still had plenty before the kids and everyone else
would be there.
He went into the bathroom, staying gone for a few minutes before coming
back and smiling. "Nice hot bath waiting for you." He said, holding out his
hand.
“Can’t believe I’m aching this much from sex.” To be fair, it’s been a long while since he’d been so desperate and he was still, technically, recovering from the injuries that almost took his life. Even lifting weights was more of a challenge than it had been. A week of intense sex was bound to take its toll.
He’d been assured his strength would eventually come back; he just had to keep working at it.
Taking the offered hand, Billy rolls his eyes but he’s smiling. This is definitely going to take some getting used to. But he’s realizing that he doesn’t hate being looked after.
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"Fine. If you want to." He leans into the kiss. "But first, feed me."
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"Well...hey." He caught his attention, gently lifting his chin and staring into his eyes. "I will never leave you. I'm staying right here." He smiled, wrapping his arms around him and drying him off. "In fact, gonna have to fight to get rid of me later." He teased, winking at him and laughing.
"Now, you craving anything? Thank god the fridge was already stocked before your heat kicked in."
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"Bacon. Something greasy, but bacon."
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He laughed at that, making sure he is good and dry before drying himself off as well. He got dressed in pajamas and a loose shirt, rubbing his back. "Alright, come on. How about bacon, egg, and cheese sandwiches?" He asked.
He started for the stairs, smiling at him and winking. He pulled out the skillet and everything that he would need from the fridge.
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Billy only puts on a pair of sweats and follows Steve down to the kitchen, pulling himself up onto the bench to watch him.
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It didn't take him long to have breakfast cooked and two plates filled with sandwiches and fried potatoes. He slid his plate onto the table next to Billy, smiling and sitting next to him. He leaned in, kissing his cheek quickly. "After this I'm gonna change the bedding and we can lay back down for a bit."
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He laughed at that, shaking his head before pushing a glass of juice closer to him. "You should breath at some point." He teased, though he finished his just about as quickly. Then he got up and ran upstairs to strip down the bed. It still smelled pretty heavily of heat, but it was starting to fade.
He tossed everything downstairs, leaving it in a pile before he pulled replacements out of the linen closet upstairs. "Hey babe, grab another comforter from the closet under the staircase!"
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"Here. I put the others on." Their room stank of his heat and sex but it would fade. Especially once he opened the window to let in a breeze. "When are the kids coming?" He wanted proper sleep before they came.
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He finished making up the bed, throwing the comforter over and smiling as he came in. "They won't be here until tonight. Said we could have a sleep over and El is bringing Max." He said, smiling. "She went over there as soon as I told her you'd...gone into heat. Been with her and Hopper since." He said, yawning before pulling his shirt off.
"Come on. Window is open so it'll air out a bit. Its not too hot or cold. Feels great. Come take a nap." He patted the bed next to himself before holding his arms open.
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Billy climbs onto the bed and drops face first into the pillow, pushing his pants down off his hips so that he can sprawl across the sheets naked. "C'mere."
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He laughed at that, shoving his own pants off and kicking them off the bed before moving over and turning. He wrapped his arms around Billy, pulling the blanket up over them and pressing his face against his shoulder.
"We'll get a cake. I'll ask Joyce to grab one when she brings Will and the boys over. Pay her back for it." He sighed, yawning heavily.
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"Yes. But no singing. I don't wanna do that again."
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He took the hint with a chuckle, fingers rubbing and stroking over his skin slowly. He did take a moment, digging thumb and knuckles into tight spots every few minutes. Then he slipped his hand lower to playfully grope his ass.
"No singing. We were pretty awful, weren't we?" He asked, laughing softly and biting his ear.
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"Oi!" It's a playful objection. "You guys were so bad."
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He tripped fingers back up, once more pressing in against those muscles. "Sleep. When we wake up I'll give you a proper massage." He said, kissing the top of his head.
He shifted, closing his eyes as he held him closer, fingers splaying out across the small of his back. "I love you."
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When he wakes up again, the sun is setting and he's comfortable and warm.
"Steve?"
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Steve had gotten up just a little bit earlier so he could call Joyce. He heard Billy say his name as he came back into the bedroom, smiling before crawling back into bed. "Hey there. Sorry I was calling Joyce." He said, kissing his cheek. "We have another hour and a half before anyone shows up." He smiled, nudging him over. "On your stomach, baby."
He moved, reaching out and digging in his bedside table. He pulled the bottle of oil out that he'd bought for Billy's birthday, just stroking his skin.
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He kissed back quickly, chuckling as he moved himself to settle over Billy's hips and ass again. "I could get used to this." He teased, playfully grinding down before focusing on his back. He poured oil over his skin, rubbing it around before pressing, digging in.
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He says as much out loud.
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"Maybe tonight after the kids leave. Or tomorrow morning." He smiled, still rubbing his back firmly. He shifted a bit, easing off his ass and then he started rubbing further down, massaging his ass as well now.
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"Might need that bath first."
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He hummed, leaning down and kissing between his shoulder blades. "Still too sore? Alright I'll go run the bath then. You relax for a few minutes." He checked the time, they still had plenty before the kids and everyone else would be there.
He went into the bathroom, staying gone for a few minutes before coming back and smiling. "Nice hot bath waiting for you." He said, holding out his hand.
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He’d been assured his strength would eventually come back; he just had to keep working at it.
Taking the offered hand, Billy rolls his eyes but he’s smiling. This is definitely going to take some getting used to. But he’s realizing that he doesn’t hate being looked after.
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