Why Hate? (Billy x Steve)

**Elevator**

Tw: cursing, sex, smut, elevators, kissing, the word 'brat' (once)

Steve raced to the elevator, a smile wide on his face as billy raced after him.

He ran, His feet almost slamming against
the door before falling into the elevator, The doors automatically closing as he yelled,

"Suck my dick Billy!"

He chuckled to himself before realizing there was a hand in the door, sliding in right before the doors closed.

Hargroves other hand coming in between the doors to wrench them open. A smile nearly hidden.

" Ohhhhh Harrington!, there's no getting rid of me." He looked down at the male attempting to get up, laughing.

" You think this shit is funny. You think this black eye is funny?" He asked, pointing to his face as the doors closed behind him, pressing the highest floor.

Steve rolled his eyes, walking over to push a lowest floor, before his wrist was pushed against the nearest wall.

Billy's eyes darkened.

" what's wrong Hargrove, it's almost like u wanna be stuck in an elevator with me...?" Steve stated, his free hand going up to ruffle his hair.

" You still think that this black eye is funny, don't you Harrington?" He asked, his other hand propped up against the wall.

" I think it makes you hotter." Steve shrugged. Resting his hand on Billy's face to tilt his head.

"Maybe even adds a bit of character." Steve kept rambling, his face inching closer as he inspected the bruising.

"Steve," Billy called. His face warm.

" It makes you look angrier, your always hot when angry."

" Steve." Billy called again.

"You even-"

"HARRINGTON." Billy yelled, his mouth downturned as he roughly grabbed Steve's face and kissed him.

Steve was stunned for a moment before realizing Billy had pulled backwards.

" I- you wouldn't stop talking and it was getting annoying so-"

Harrington kissed back, his hands ruffling through Billy's hair. Steve moaned as Billy bit his lip, tightening his hold on Billy's hair.

Billy stepped forward pushing Steve against the wall; Steve's hands going up towards his jacket and sliding under the sleeves, the item discarded.

Hargrove bit Steve's tongue, roaming around his mouth and putting his hands on his hips to slowly rock into him.

Steve's hands pushed up Billy's shirt, twirling around his nipples and swallowing the groan he gave in return.

Their lips broke apart as the panted harshly.

" That black eye turns you on or something Hargrove? Or is it just me."

" shut up Harrington." He said again, their mouth clashing together as Billy grabbed Harrington by the hips, hoisting him up against the wall and letting his legs wrap around his waist.

They continued to kiss and touch, Billy's hands traveling lower before reaching Steve's belt buckle.

" shit, Harrington." Billy moaned, breathing as he looked into Steve's eyes.

" you wanna fuck?"

" in an elevator?" Steve asked, his hands already fumbling with Billy's shirt, pulling the sleeves over his head and leaving him shirtless.

Billy looked down, smirking. " I dunno, seems to me like you want it," Steve blushed, turning his head. " yeah. I wanna fuck in the elevator"

Billy grabbed Steve, shoving him further against the wall, pressing his back against the elevator buttons as they kissed, his pants opening as Steve unzipped his fly.

Billy's dick sprang upwards, a small wet patch of precome On his boxers. Steve's lip traveled down Billy's neck, suckling harshly, making sure to leave visible marks.

Billy groaned, watching as Steve pulled his dick out, watching bop against his stomach. Billy did the same, pulling his dick out and watching them touch.

They paused.

A smile spread against Steve's face as they looked at the size. " I'm bigger."

Billy frowned letting out a frustrated growl. " we'll see who's bigger when I shove my cock into your pretty pink hole, brat."

Steve's eyes glazed over for a second while he blushed.

Billy lifted him up, tearing his boxers off and sliding them down his legs and onto the floor.

Steve grabbed his hair roughly as he moaned, the tip of Billy's finger sliding into his hole

" n-no lUBE?!" Harrington moaned at the end.

" Billy rolled his eyes, shoving his hand on top of both of their dicks and rubbing them together, both moaning simultaneously as pre-cum started to leak between the both of them.

Hargrove smiled as he wiped it off the tips with his fingers and then rubbed Harrington rim.

Harrington moaned his dick twitching as more fingers were shoved into his ass hole. Nearly moaning without a care.

4 fingers were in before Hargrove pulled out, lifting Harrington once more and sliding his dick slowly into the hole.

" shit- shit- shit" Harrington kept rambling, clenching; Billy nearly dropped him from the warm walls clenching over his fully erect dick.

" shut up Harrington."
He grunted, sliding all the way in before stilling.

The elevator doors opened, a girl with blonde hair and a skirt standing there in shock.

" I-I'll take the next one." She rambled, walking towards the stairs.

Steve started to move, the doors not even closing before bouncing himself up and down, smashing the buttons on the wall behind him.

Billy moaned, grabbing Harrington a hips and meeting their thurst. Harsh breathing and Steve's dick between both of them hitting Billy's bare chest over and over again.

Billy's thrust became erratic as he got closer to his climax, biting done on Steve's neck carelessly and hair matting and sticking to his forehead.

" fuck- fuck- damn it Billy! I need-." Steve started, his lips crushed by Hargrove and his dick being stimulated, roughly grinding against the grooves in his chest.

Billy came first, spilling into Steve's hole and white falling down the elevator floors.

Steve continued to rut, coming with a scream as Billy's large hands cupped his dick and rubbed it a couple of times.

The elevator doors opened once more, a guy with black curly hair and a hellfire t-shirt staring with a smirk on his face.

" alright." He stated, walking away.

Both boys let go of one another, Billy reaching down and grabbing Steve's underwear and pants. While Harrington laid his sweating head against Hargrove hickeyed shoulder.

Silently they dressed, sitting down on the opposite floor of the elevator as they waited for the elevator to go back to ground level.