86. billy hargrove - boy toy (part 2)

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Lots of sexual tension

Song: gossip by sleeping with sirens
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I danced with friends as the music bumped through the whole house. This year's Halloween party was just as crazy as last year's despite the new location. There was still as much alcohol and cigarettes as there was before but the vibe seemed amplified. As the bass grew I heard someone yell through the house.

"The keg King has returned!"

I turned to see Steve Harrington being paraded through the house on a few boys' shoulders. I laughed at the thought of him drinking that much after losing last year to Billy. I heard a grumbling behind me as steve shouted 'fuck you' while pointing towards me. I was confused for a second before turning and seeing a very pissed off Billy standing behind me. I giggled at his expression.

"Long time no see G.I.joe."

I shouted over the music. His expression softened as he cocked an eyebrow at me.

"Ready to join the Barbie's yet miss thing?"

He got closer as the song faded and changed into something a little heavier.

"That depends."

I swayed to the music, close enough to him but not so close to be grinding yet.

"On what?"

"Is the new toy done being passed around?"

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He pushed me into an empty room as we violently made out. We both stumbled backwards as he pushed the leather jacket I had on to the floor. When my arms were free my hands sprung up to play with and pull his soft curls. He moaned into my mouth before pushing me onto the premade bed. I rested on my elbows and looked up at him with mischief in my eyes. I smirked at him and watched him crawl over me, to lay at my side. He kissed me again before kissing softly down my jaw. When he reached the lower part on my neck he began to suck and bite, leaving a trail down my neck and collar bone. His hand rested on my hip, pushing and rubbing his fingers into my side.

He bit at the nape of my neck and I arched my back, letting a sigh escape my lips. He stopped but his mouth lightly rested close to my neck, breathing softly as he ran his hand up my body. I looked at him through a daze to see his lust filled eyes staring down at my clothed body. My black corset stoping any friction from his hand from reaching me. I studied his face and grabbed his hand, kissing it as he made eye contact with me.

"Do I get the pleasure of taking this off?"

I nibbled his hand, kissed it, and let it go, resting my pointer finger against my lips. I grinned at him and shook my head no. He looked at me in confusion and I giggled at him, covering my face with my hands as I erupted into laughter. When I uncovered my face he looked pissed, which got me even more, causing me to keep laughing. I moved my hands when I felt the bed shift, he rolled to lay on his back and lit a cigarette. I stopped laughing and sat up, moving to kneel over him. He was between my legs and wasn't going anywhere. I grabbed the cigarette from between his lips and took a long drag before exhaling and handing it back to him.

"I don't think youre done playing with the pretty pink bitches yet, G.I.Joe."

I pouted at him as I walked my pointer and middle finger up his half exposed chest. I smiled slighly and ground down on him. His breathing hitched and I watched small traces of smoke emerge from his nostrils.

"You gotta believe me when I say I'm done playing with Barbies miss thing."

I side nodded.

"Mmm, no I don't."

I gripped his shirt and pulled him up to me, him assisting using his arms to lift himself up. He pushed his pelvis hard against mine as he got resituated. He took another drag before handing the cigarette back to me.

"What's it gonna take miss thing?"

I blew smoke in his face and kissed him.

"Grow up."

He looked at me with dark eyes and took the cigarette back.

"I've been grown up longer than you could even begin to imagine."

I brought my forehead to his and inhaled the smoke he exhaled, pushing it back out my nose. I leaned back and tapped his chest.

"I highly doubt that."

I stood up, walked across the room, and put my jacket back on. Making sure he got a show as I did. I wanted him to remember this and how agonizing I can be.

"I'll see you at school G.I.Joe."

As I walked out the door I heard the headboard slam against the wall and couldn't help but smile to myself. He was gonna have a hard time getting that out of his mind.

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