Steve has spent the last few days unpacking his shit and generally making his presence known in Billy’s apartment. He drove Billy to work one day and on the way home spotted a store selling some truly terrible Hawaiian shirts. He bought three and while Billy had tried to throw them out almost immediately, they made Steve feel more Californian.
Steve drags a third orgasm out of Billy- he knows just how far to push Billy so that there are tears streaming down Billy’s face just from the sensations as he comes again as Steve strokes his thighs and watches, enthralled, the way Billy always looks like he’s having some holy vision when Steve pushes him this far and Billy comes dry and trembling and Steve finally stills, having already come and able to keep it going to get Billy in this state. It’s the best because it takes Billy so long to come down at this point, he can’t smirk or joke around or be mouthy, he can only breathe, he’s like a live wire practically vibrating, mouth parted, eyes red, cheeks wet, looking like a debauched angel and Steve kisses him all over, soft as a feather and whispers how good he was and how Steve would never want anyone else, can’t even imagine it, kisses his fingertips and the mole on his shoulder, asks his favorite question.
“Are you all mine, baby?”
“Yeah,” Billy whispers.
“And I’m all yours.”
Billy loves answering the question as much as Steve loves asking it. Because if he belongs to Steve it mean Steve wants him that much and the very thought makes him a little euphoric as Steve kiss him softly.
And anywhere outside the bedroom even when they’re affectionate together, it’s not like this, though sometimes Steve will fuck with him, throw out his favorite question because maybe he needs it because he’s having a shitty day and he can’t wait any longer- like Billy’s in his arms in some dark corner at school at Steve can’t help himself.
“Are you mine, baby?” Steve whispers in his ear. The question is so connected to what they do in bed that Steve just asking it makes Billy gasp a little.
“I…yeah.”
“And I’m all yours.”
It always makes Billy a bit weak kneed and googly eyed and totally distracted for a while after, clumsy with love for Steve. And then he’ll glare at Steve on the court or in class.
“Can’t just say that whenever, dickhead,” Billy mutters. “I’m all fucked up now.”
“Sorry,” Steve says, but the thought that he has this effect on Billy makes him smile for the rest of the day.
OHHHH MANNNN, so you’re gonna get A/B/O because @heart-eyes-harrington got me all sorts of riled with her little ficlet but like, it got me thinking…if Billy and Steve are both alphas…
aight fuckers I’m doing it I’m spending a full $4 to watch the first lotr movie, for the first time
so like I get, you know, power and malice and cruelty were ‘poured’ into the rings, but like. what did they actually put in those things. what fuckin gold gives a ring malice. why did the elves only get three.
holy shit it’s Agent Smith with pointy ears
this ring was made of weet-bix and nutri grain
it was in this moment, when all hope was lost, that issieldor-whoever took up his father’s sword –
I’M SORRY BUT I’M LAUGHING THE RING GIVES THE BIG BAD GUY LIKE DARK MAGIC AND A DEMON ARMY TO CONTROL BUT EESEELDOOR PUTS IT ON AND HE JUST TURNS INVISIBLE
holy shit I just experienced seven and a half minutes of introductory exposition by a mysterious lady who apparently thinks VERY little of hobbits
omg is this WHOLE movie exposition
it has been remarked by some that a hobbit’s only real passion
is for food
FOOD
a wizard is never late
says Ian McKellan, wishing he was Julie Andrews, Queen of Genovia
I know absolutely nothing about either of these two but I already fucking love their relationship it’s beautiful
OH SO BILBO’S THE FUCK THAT CAUSED ALL THOSE JUMP SCARES
oh shit son he’s got the ring and the golem voice
okay so that’s pretty fucking cute
apparently every hobbit has an instinctual urge to hug Ian McKellen and honestly? same
holy shit guys I’m not even 20 minutes in I’m gonna have to make multiple posts
you know that feeling when you’re on your period and you take a shower and you feel so clean and relieved and nice but then as soon as you turn the water off it’s a race against you, gravity and time
I swear the last line made it feel like the plotline of an action film