Things To Hide In The Dark. (Harringrove)

Chapter Five.

Billy and Steve sat downstairs later that evening, looking at each other over the stack of pizza boxes the kids ordered. Steve blushed deep at the way Billy eyed him across the room. He smirked at the taller boy, trailing his eyes down his body. Billy bit his bottom lip when their eyes met again.

Steve fumbled with his plate, almost dropping his food on his lap. Billy made him terribly nervous. His cheeks burned hotter than before. He couldn't believe that Billy Hargrove had this effect on him. He was acting like such a girl, he was embarrassed.

The kids didn't pay them any attention. Their eyes all glued to the television. Only Dustin was distracted. He noticed the two older boys acting weird all day, and how they were looking at each other now. He wondered what was up, he didn't quite trust Billy since the night at the Buyer's house. Steve was smiling at him though. Dustin figured that something was going on, from the blush on Steve's face. As long as Billy didn't harm his older brother figure, he'd let it be. He'd be watching though.

Hours later the kids were all passed out on the floor, on a massive bed they'd made out of Steve's couch cushions. Steve smiled fondly at the brats, he loved those kids. He let them sleep, quietly tip toeing towards the stairs.

Billy leaned against the rail of the steps, looking at Steve from the first step up with a wide smirk as the brunette approached. Steve got over to him and Billy touched Steve's cheek with a gentle hand. Steve didn't know Billy could be gentle, and the touch was soothing.

"Look, you're a little taller than me now." Steve jokes. Billy moved his hand to Steve's throat, not squeezing, just asserting dominance.

"I'll be a lot taller when I've got you on your knees gorgeous." Billy's deep voice and quick quip made Steve's head swim with lust. "Bet you'll look so pretty looking up at me." Billy spoke lowly in Steve's ear.

Steve's legs almost gave out right there when Billy smashed his lips against Steve's. Billy's hands finding the belt loops of Steve's jeans, and pulled him up the stairs. Steve went willingly fisting Billy's shirt for balance as he was dragged away.

The two stumbled into Steve's room with their lips still attached. Billy's tongue didn't take long to pass Steve's lips, and Steve loved the way Billy tasted. He could still taste the smoke of his last cigarette, and it was intoxicating.

Billy pushed Steve down on his bed, climbing on top of the brunette with a smug smirk on his pink, kiss swollen lips. Steve put his hands on Billy's hips, his thumbs rubbing over the soft skin. Billy looked down at him, his brown hair in a mess around his beautiful head.

"Look at you, under me like this." Steve shivered at Billy's words. Billy leaned down, brushing his nose against Steve's earlobe. "Such a good boy." Billy's voice was sultry in Steve's ear, causing him to shiver again.

Billy kissed the skin below Steve's jaw. His lips were soft, Steve's hands went up Billy's shirt, caressing his skin. Billy recoiled when Steve's fingertips brushed the rough skin of Billy's burn. The blond pinched his eyes shut and stood up. Steve sat up and reached for him, but Billy shook his head.

"I didn't mean to hurt you. I swear." Steve's voice was fearfully and stressed. Billy looked at him with dull eyes.

"I know you didn't pretty boy, and you didn't hurt me." He assured, looking to his bare feet. Steve stood, and walked to where Billy was standing by the door.

He took Billy's hand and pulled him closer, his body pressing into one another's. Billy nuzzled his face in Steve's neck, wrapping his arms around the skinny boy's waist. Steve ran his fingers through Billy's hair, comforting him.

"Was that your burn?" Steve's voice was soft, Billy stopped breathing at the question. "It was." Billy nodded slowly. "It doesn't take away from how fucking hot you are, you know that?" Steve asked.