[ He's going to be as pushy as he wants, because he's been waiting for so long to get that tongue of his on Steve Harrington's body. Besides, he likes getting his hair pulled. ]
Think you'll get a 'you rule' point for this? [ He pulls away for only a moment before dipping back down to kiss him on the neck, right above the collar of his stupid sailor outfit.
Oh yeah, he's seen the tally board, and just how many failures Steve's had when it comes to flirting. ]
If you want to talk about the points we-- [ He gasps at the kiss to his neck, pulling Billy's hair harder for a moment in surprise.]
we can-- we can just sit around and wait for Robin to get back.
[ His attempt to be unaffected by this is undermined as he lifts his chin to give Billy better access to his neck, pulling Billy more firmly against him until his back hits the wall. ]
Nah, we don't need to worry about points. [ He moans a bit when Steve tugs his hair. He always did like it when Harrington got nice and rough with him. He likes the feel of those fingers dragging along his scalp, tangled in his curly hair.
He can't help but smile as he kisses Steve's neck, biting and sucking small bruises into his pale skin. Why did it take him so long to go for this? ]
I'm the one who's winning here, anyway. [ Because he's the one who gets to kiss King Steve. That's still the Steve he sees, even with that dorky sailor outfit. ]
Which of us is-- [ He gasps again as Billy nips a sensitive spot, digging his hands further into Billy's dumb curls.] --making out on company time?
[ Too late Steve remembers this uniform is going to leave him with no way to hide any kind of hickey, but fuck it feels too good and probably no one will notice. Just like no one will notice the scratches his fingernails are making in the small of Billy's back.
Yeah, definitely no one will notice.
But to be safe he pulls at Billy's hair to drag their mouths back together again. God, fuck Billy Hargrove's mouth.]
[ He just blows his whistle at kids who are running or trying to bring food into the pool, but saying it like that doesn't make him feel as important as he wants to feel.
He returns the kiss, clumsily shoving his tongue into Steve's mouth and swirling it around. Fuck, he has waited so long to be able to do that, he's not even giving Steve a chance to breathe as he goes at him. ]
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Think you'll get a 'you rule' point for this? [ He pulls away for only a moment before dipping back down to kiss him on the neck, right above the collar of his stupid sailor outfit.
Oh yeah, he's seen the tally board, and just how many failures Steve's had when it comes to flirting. ]
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we can-- we can just sit around and wait for Robin to get back.
[ His attempt to be unaffected by this is undermined as he lifts his chin to give Billy better access to his neck, pulling Billy more firmly against him until his back hits the wall. ]
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He can't help but smile as he kisses Steve's neck, biting and sucking small bruises into his pale skin. Why did it take him so long to go for this? ]
I'm the one who's winning here, anyway. [ Because he's the one who gets to kiss King Steve. That's still the Steve he sees, even with that dorky sailor outfit. ]
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[ Too late Steve remembers this uniform is going to leave him with no way to hide any kind of hickey, but fuck it feels too good and probably no one will notice. Just like no one will notice the scratches his fingernails are making in the small of Billy's back.
Yeah, definitely no one will notice.
But to be safe he pulls at Billy's hair to drag their mouths back together again. God, fuck Billy Hargrove's mouth.]
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[ He just blows his whistle at kids who are running or trying to bring food into the pool, but saying it like that doesn't make him feel as important as he wants to feel.
He returns the kiss, clumsily shoving his tongue into Steve's mouth and swirling it around. Fuck, he has waited so long to be able to do that, he's not even giving Steve a chance to breathe as he goes at him. ]