Steve whimpered and cried. He was resting back against soft leather with his eyes still closed. He could hear what sounded like the start of an engine roaring to life and the faint whiff of gasoline. He had to be in a car, right? A part of him wanted to open his eyes and see where he was but that took so much effort. He was hurting. Deeply and utterly hurting. His heart hurt. Everything hurt. He wanted this hurt to go away—he didn't want it to be real. Maybe this was all a bad dream that he would wake up from. Maybe Nancy didn't actually break his heart in two. Maybe Tina's party never even happened.
But then why did everything feel so real? No matter what he thought his heart was still...broken. Nancy had quite literally stabbed him in the heart with her words. I don't love you. It's all bullshit. Make it stop! Steve cried out again, clutching his hand to his chest and gripping the fabric of his black t-shirt. "S-Stop...make it stop...please, make it stop!" Steve writhed in his seat. He swears he heard someone's voice in the distance.
"Steve." Who was that? And why did it sound so familiar? "Omega." The voice became clearer now.
Steve gasped and startled himself awake as his left hand reached out to grasp the sleeve of Billy's leather jacket. "B-Billy!" Fresh tears slid down his cheeks when he turned his head to look at the blonde alpha. Billy's lips were in a tight line and his brows narrowed as if he was trying his best to focus on the road ahead. His large hands gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. The pheromones in the air smelled of rage and perhaps even a hint of sorrow. It was Billy's scent.
Why did he smell so mad? The angered look on Billy's face spoke volumes. He was upset. Very much so. But he wasn't mad at Steve, was he? What was he so mad about? The alpha growled something incoherent under his breath but Steve didn't catch what it was. "Billy..." Steve whined, his fingers digging into Billy's leather sleeve. "Please..."
"We're almost there, sweetheart. Just bear with me a little longer, yeah?" Billy had spoken softly to him, which seemed to ease Steve down a bit. The young omega rested his head back on the seat. His scent was filled with heartbreak and he felt dizzy. His head was spinning. Everything was spinning. He felt like he was going to spiral out of control. Hell, he was already spiraling. The car ride to his place felt like an eternity, even though only eight minutes had passed.
Billy's Camaro came to a stop as the alpha parked in Steve's huge driveway. Steve forced himself to open his eyes just as Billy easily lifted him out of the passenger seat. "I got you, omega."
Steve didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around Billy's neck and rest the side of his head against the alpha's broad shoulder. "Billy..." He couldn't help but purr. He knew the heartbreak was affecting his mind and heart but for some inexplicable reason, he wanted Billy. He wanted Billy. He wanted the alpha to comfort him. He wanted the alpha to take care of him. He just wanted. It was probably selfish and greedy on his part. But according to Nancy, he has always been a clingy and needy omega.
Maybe that's also one of the reasons why she snapped his heart like a fucking twig. Clearly, she didn't love him. And she probably didn't want to deal with him anymore. "Steve, you got your keys?"
"Mm..." Steve hummed and mindlessly fished for his house keys in the front pocket of his dark jeans. He held the keys up and Billy took them to unlock the front door before heading inside the cold, empty home.
"Where's your room, sweetheart?"
Steve's eyes fluttered open as he gave the alpha directions to his bedroom. It was a stupid thought but he's never had another alpha in his room—well, except Nancy, of course. "It still hurts...Billy..." He whimpered as Billy gently set him down on the queen-sized bed.
"I know, baby. I know." Billy ran a shaky hand through his wild curls and tugged his leather jacket off to neatly drape it over the back of Steve's chair.
Steve sat on his knees with his long, slim legs folded underneath him. He pawed at the sheets as if that would catch the alpha's attention. "Billy..." He whined, his long eyelashes damp from his tears from earlier. Billy looked conflicted as if he wasn't sure what to do next. He sighed deeply and ran a hand down his face.
"Fuck." He scowled and paced a bit. He stopped his pacing when his baby blues landed on Steve with narrowed eyes. The blonde alpha was fighting an inner battle. But Steve was oblivious. He had always been oblivious. Even if something was staring directly at his face—he was still oblivious. With a defeated sigh, Billy moved to sit down at the edge of Steve's bed. Steve's heart leaped at the prospect of Billy giving him attention. He wanted the alpha's attention. His touch. His lips. Everything.
The omega practically climbed into Billy's lap, wrapping his arms around his neck. "I-I want you...Billy...make it feel better..." He whispered softly. His soft chocolate eyes were already glazed with lust and want. He definitely wasn't thinking clearly. It was the heartbreak and the trauma of losing his alpha. No. Nancy wasn't his alpha. Not anymore. He didn't have an alpha.
Billy seemed a bit taken aback by Steve's actions and rested his hands on Steve's hips. "Steve. You're in pain. I can't just...fuck. You don't even know what you're asking of me right now. You're not thinking clearly, Bambi."
Steve didn't care. He shook his head and nuzzled his nose on the side of Billy's neck. Oh, shit. His scent was so strong. Delicious. And intoxicating, as always. "Mmm...I-I don't care...please, alpha." He greedily inhaled more of Billy's musky scent. "I-I need you...please..." He brushed his plush lips up to Billy's ear and playfully nipped the shell of it.
Billy immediately went rigid, his hands tightening on Steve's waist. "Fuck, sweetheart. I...I can't take advantage of you like this. It's not right." Billy shook his head.
Steve clearly wasn't having it. He grabbed hold of one of Billy's strong hands and guided it to his perky ass. "I...don't care. D-Don't you want me, Billy?"
Billy's jaw tensed like he was fighting the urge to sink his canines into Steve's neck. His guided hand immediately squeezed Steve's asscheek, causing the omega to gasp. "I want you so fucking bad, princess."
Steve smiled and carded his fingers through Billy's curls. "Then what's...the problem? Y-You can have me...Billy...please...I need this...I need you." Steve cried as tears brimmed his eyes once more. "I-I don't want to be alone...don't leave me, alpha." The tears had now fallen down his cheeks when Billy gently shushed him.
The alpha moved his hands to cup Steve's cheeks and gently kiss his tears away. "Okay. I won't leave you. I'm not going anywhere, sweetheart. Okay? I'll stay. I'll give you what you want." Before Steve could say or do anything else, he felt himself being lifted and gently laid down on his bed. Billy moved to climb on top of him and helped the omega undress. Steve's clothes were thrown off to the side which left him only in his underwear.
His briefs were already soaked as Billy slowly dragged the last article of clothing down Steve's legs and threw them to the side as well. The alpha above him let out a growl as his eyes darkened and they raked over Steve's naked form. "Fuck, princess. You're so fucking beautiful." Billy's intense gaze was filled with hunger and lust as if he would devour Steve at any given moment. For some unknown reason (again) that made Steve shudder and keen at the compliment.
No one has ever called him that. Not even Nancy. Or his parents. Or anyone. "Wheeler was a fucking idiot to let you go. Can't believe she did this to you." Billy growled again and hurried to chuck his boots off and take off his tightly-fitted jeans. "I'll treat you right, baby girl. Don't worry."
Steve was close to sobbing as he impatiently pulled Billy closer to him. He needed to feel skin. He needed to feel everything but heartbreak. And he did. That night he felt everything and it was amazing. He felt Billy's long fingers inside of him—preparing him for what's to come. He felt Billy's lips on his—kissing him with such desperation and pure fucking want. He felt Billy's cock—buried deep inside of him. The burn was intense but it was so, so good. Really good, actually. Amazing, even.
It's everything Steve wanted. He was floating on cloud nine. He didn't mind that Billy was rough. He didn't mind being manhandled. He definitely didn't mind the dirty talk either. It was a total turn-on. God, now he can see why half the girls at Hawkins High wanted to sleep with Billy. He knew what the fuck he was doing. The sounds of Steve's moans and Billy's grunts filled the room as the bed creaked beneath them. "A-Ahhh...Billy...right there! O-Oh, fuck!" Steve's nails dug into Billy's muscular back as he tightly wrapped his legs around the alpha's waist forcing him to thrust in deeper.
He was hitting the nail on the head and Steve couldn't help but throw his head back and mewl. He was so lost in the pleasure that his only thought was Billy. Billy. Billy.
"Fuck. You're so fucking tight, baby." Billy all but growled out in response as he picked up the pace of his thrusts. Their lips met in a heated and sloppy kiss. Steve moaned into Billy's mouth, allowing the alpha's tongue to dance against his. He was getting close, real close. He wasn't sure how much longer he could last. But one thing was for sure, he wanted Billy's canines on his neck before the night ended. He wanted Billy to claim him.
"A-Ah! B-Billy...claim me..." He gasped, feeling Billy's fat head pound into his prostate. Steve tilted his head to the side as much as he could as he presented and bore his neck for the alpha, right where his unclaimed mating mark was. It was something that Nancy never wanted to do whenever they had sex. She never even wanted to bite him or claim him. Well, it's her loss anyway. She's the one that fucked up. Not him. He had to make sure to remind himself that it wasn't his fault. As hard as it was to believe it.
She's the one who broke his heart—not the other way around. He could tell that Billy was getting close, his thrusts becoming uncoordinated and messy. Sweat beaded at Billy's forehead and dripped down his torso. He gritted his canines the longer he stared at Steve's neck. "Fuck, Bambi. You...you really want me...to claim you...?"
"Y-Yes! Yes, p-please! Please, alpha! C-Claim me. Billy!" Steve moaned, forcing his nails to dig a little deeper into Billy's back. Steve finally came hard with a pleasured cry when he felt Billy's sharp canines sink into his mating mark. Holy fuck. Billy's knot swelled and popped as long, thick ropes of cum painted Steve's insides. God, that was probably the best sex Steve's ever had in a long time.