Dangerously Addictive | Harringrove

8.

Steve's eyes fluttered awake, the sight of Billy making him blush at what happened last night.

The memories flooded back and he couldn't help but smile. Billy was underneath him, still asleep. Steve tried to subtly roll over to get up, and he accidentally woke him up.

"Good morning." Billy's morning voice made Steve crumble on the inside. "G'morning, Billy." He returned, lightly kissing the boy on the lips. The taste of cigarettes still lingering in his mouth, something that will always remind him of Billy.

Steve got up and began to walk to the shower. Billy rolled over to face him.

"I'm going to shower, and then we can cook something for breakfast." Steve said. Billy sat up, and got off the king-sized bed.

"I can think of something in mind I want to have for breakfast~" Billy flirted, walking closer to Steve. He placed a hang on his hard chest, and looked him in the eyes.

"Mind if I join you, Harrington?" He questioned in such an innocent voice, but Steve saw right through it.

He sat there, his breath taken away, as he picked Billy up and threw him over his shoulders.

They walked to the bathroom, no need to say anything as the sexual tension in the air was more than plenty.

Steve hungrily tore off Billy's clothes, well, what was left. Steve turned the shower on, the noise of water running crisp in their ears.

Billy did the same with Steve's clothes, and crashed his lips onto the brunette's desperately. After a quick make-out sesh, he lightly pushed Steve back, almost silently telling him to get into the shower. Steve complied, opening the glass door.

The feeling of hot water running on both their bodies pulled them closer. Steve began to wash his hair with his signature soap, and Billy doing the same. After they rinsed, Steve began to wash his body with a bar of soap. Billy bit his lip, and took the bar of soap from his hands, and began to wash Steve's body for him.

He started at his neck, tracing over his prominent collarbones, then moved lower to his upper chest, rubbing carefully. He traced his toned stomach and light abs over, and got down to his v-line. He noticed Steve's hard-on, and began to giggle. M

"Damn Harrington, just me washing you has got you all horny." Billy teased, and rinsed him with the little shower head thingy. "Shut up and kiss me" he replied, gripping Billy's waist and pulling them closer. Steve stuck his tongue in Billy's mouth, demanding dominance. Billy put up little fight, before giving in.

Steve pushed Billy up on the stone shower wall, and palmed his dick. He got a groan in return, as Billy threw his head back.

"I want you, Steve" he moaned, as he flicked his tongue over his teeth.

Steve grinned, and picked one of his legs up. "Is this okay, Billy?" He questioned. Billy nodded. "Of course Steve, it's always your job to fucking destroy me, you know." Billy replied. Steve nodded in agreenment.

Steve stuck one finger inside the blonde, earning another groan. He moved it around until he felt Billy was ready for another one. After two fingers, he scissored the boy open, making him a moaning mess at this point. He knew that Billy didn't need more than two fingers, so when he took them out he just aligned his dick with Billy's entrance.

He stuck his dick in slowly, and when it reached all the way inside he pulled back out and went a little faster. Billy moaned loudly, the feeling of Steve's dick never growing old. "Oh-fuck-" he yelled as the older boy rammed in and out of him at the speed of light.

Steve's moans began to get sloppy as he grew closer and closer to his climax, and Billy's whorish moans only made him want to come even more.

"Oh, Steve, harder!" He yelled, and Steve went harder.

Steve was moaning, and looked at Billy's face and instantly came deep inside him. "Com-ing.." he trailed off. He kept going the same speed as he jerked the blonde off to reach his high too.

Billy threw his head back as blush filled his cheeks. He blew his load all over themselves as he moaned Steve's name.

They were both a panting mess, looking at eachother. "Oh fuck that was good." Billy said, and Steve grinned. "You're so fucking pretty, Billy." He complimented, kissing him.

After they finished up showering, they made breakfast and discussed plans for the day.

"Okay, so, I was thinking we went on a date." Steve blurted. Billy laughed. "I'm down, where at?"

"The movies and then to get ice cream. Well, Robin and Nance have a date and it happens to be their first so Robin wants me to come with her. But I'm definitely not third wheeling so I thought I'd bring you and make it a double date."

Billy nodded. "Yeah, that's fine, I'd love to go." Steve hugged him from behind.

"Billy....I.." Steve started.

Billy turned around from the stove for a second to catch his face, and he looked both nervous and embarrased.

"What, Steve Boy?" Billy interrupted.

"I think I love you." Steve confessed.

Thank god Steve couldn't see him, because Billy was turning all sorts of red. His heart sped up as he finished cooking the eggs and turned off the burner.

He turned around, and looked Steve in his pretty brown eyes.

" I love you too, pretty boy." He said, and kissed him. This time, it was different. It wasn't with lust, and it wasn't desperate.

It wasn't hot, or arousing, it was with a new feeling.

The feeling of love.

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