Warning: Dom-Sub Dynamic/Spit/Angst
Summary: Steve overhears Billy talking about BDSM in the locker room and gets uncomfortable as he's very familiar with the topic as he's a sub/brat and Billy ends up finding out somehow.
"Yeah so I was fucking this girl awhile ago and we used the stop light system.." Billy nonchalantly said from the other side of the locker room.
Steve froze at his locker when you overheard Billy, with his towel around his waist as he just got finished showering, he leaned his back against the locker trying to listen to more of the conversation. He listened in more and heard one of the guys from the team ask what it meant. Steve wanted to sneak out so badly as he could feel his cheeks start to burn up.
"basically I ask her for a color and if she says green we continue" He answered and Steve wanted to scream covering his hand over his mouth.
"What if she says red?" one of the guys asked.
He leaned his back against the locker, staring up at the ceiling trying to listen to more of the conversation.
"Then we stop we don't do anything" Billy said and one of the guys snorted out laughing which made Billy take his towel off to crack him with it.
Steve turned around quickly as he heard screaming and rough housing, he found a gap between the lockers to see what was going on, he saw Billy snapping his towel at one of the guys. Steve silently gasped as he caught a glimpse of Billy's flaccid cock and pulled away from the gap breathing heavily as he felt himself grow hard.
"It's pretty serious anyway, she liked this one thing I did where I spit into her mouth " Billy stated and EWW echoed throughout the locker room.
"Billy you're fucking freaky man"
Steve turned away fast to tune out the conversation as he could feel himself getting harder. He went to his gym locker, grabbing for his clothing and stopped dead when he heard them all start to pile out of the locker room laughing and shouting, he looked over his shoulder to glance at them before letting out a tiny sigh.
"Fuck..." Steve whispered, grabbing the rest of his stuff out of the locker and fast paced to the Stall to hopefully relieve himself but before he could even reach the stall, Billy came into his view standing in front of his row of lockers leaning up against them, the towel around his waist hung deliciously low. Steve swallowed hard, accidently dropping the clothes onto the floor.
"Steve.. were you here this whole time?" Billy asked and his facial expression had a hint of something to it Steve couldn't quite figure it out, its like he knew.
Steve watched as Billy's eyes burned into him but his facial expression was soft. Something he's never seen from Billy before.
"Yes" Steve answered and then looked down to see a tiny tent in the front of his towel to which he figured if he could see it Billy could.
"Sorry" Steve practically squeaked out and Billy lunged forward crowding Steve against the lockers. Steve winced as his bare back hit the cold lockers.
"Were you eaves dropping?" Billy hissed against Steve's ear, he used both his arms to cage Steve's body against the lockers. Steve looked down not being able to say anything, he liked being treated this way being shoved around and manhandled.
"Yes" Steve whispered and looked up at Billy through his lashes. Billy let out a chuckle that was deep in his throat and sighed pulling back to look at Steve clearly.
"Why?" Billy asked in a condescending tone, as he knew the answer but he wanted to hear Steve say it.
Steve swallowed bringing his bottom lip into his mouth, sucking on it before letting it go making it nice and wet. Billy watched his mouth, glancing between it and his eyes.
