[that feral, possessive thing wants to lunge; to catch Steve before he can escape, dig his claws into his hips and sink his teeth into his neck and -
there’s a slow blink, grounded by baby and Billy bends, a little. reaches for that hand, turns to sit at the edge of the bed, thighs wide and his mouth kissing sweetly against Eddie’s knuckles. ] You smell - [and there’s a look, knowing, that he casts to Eddie, over his shoulder, before he turns his eyes back to Steve, pinning him in place with a slow, easy smirk.
he looks more like Billy Hargrove now, is the thing.] I missed the Steve Harrington tasting session?
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there’s a slow blink, grounded by baby and Billy bends, a little. reaches for that hand, turns to sit at the edge of the bed, thighs wide and his mouth kissing sweetly against Eddie’s knuckles. ] You smell - [and there’s a look, knowing, that he casts to Eddie, over his shoulder, before he turns his eyes back to Steve, pinning him in place with a slow, easy smirk.
he looks more like Billy Hargrove now, is the thing.] I missed the Steve Harrington tasting session?