A surprised gasp fell from Steve's lips when he felt himself backed against his bedroom door. With his arms wrapped around Billy's neck, he kissed his alpha as if the world would end tomorrow. Their kisses were deep and fervent—completely and utterly needing each other. Their tongues danced and entwined as Steve released countless needy moans. He found it surprising that they were able to make it back to his place without tearing each other's clothes off and settling on mating in Billy's Camaro.
He barely remembered the drive back from the quarry—too lost in the desire for his alpha. Billy was the same way when he drove as fast as he could through the desolate streets of Hawkins to get back to the Harrington house. He was just as eager as Steve was. And now here they were, ripping each other's clothes off like a bunch of horny teenagers and tossing them hazardously to the floor. "Get on the bed, sweetheart. I want you on all fours. Now." Billy ordered with a deep growl that would have intimidated others, but not Steve. Because he trusted his alpha. He knew that Billy would never hurt him.
They're mates, after all. They're bonded for life and their shared bond is as strong as their love for each other. Steve did as he was told like a good little omega when he climbed onto his bed. He shuddered as he moved to go on all fours. He dipped his back by raising his perky ass in the air for his alpha. "B-Billy..." He whined, wanting to feel Billy's cock deep inside of him. He spared a glance over his shoulder noticing how hard Billy was. Sometimes it still amazed him just how big and thick Billy was—a true alpha.
Billy's ocean eyes darkened at the sight of Steve as he ran his tongue over his canines. "All mine. This..." He climbed onto the bed and moved to be behind Steve. His large hands migrated to Steve's hips and gave a firm squeeze. "Is all mine. Isn't that right, princess?" He let out a husky chuckle, letting his hands wander to the globes of Steve's ass. Billy hummed, allowing his fingers to dig into Steve's asscheeks before prying them apart to reveal his pink hole. "God, how the hell did I get so lucky to have such a beautiful omega? I bet your sweet little hole is as tight as your pussy."
Two of Billy's fingers swiped along Steve's slick folds causing the omega to gasp out loud. A desperate whine emitted from Steve's throat as he began to rut against those fingers with a shudder running down his spine. He could feel them pressing down on his folds as some of his slick gushed out. "A-Ahhh...please...alpha..." He wasn't sure how much teasing he could take, he was getting needy and impatient. He needed Billy now.
Sensing Steve's impatience, Billy's lips curled into an arrogant smirk, and he dug through the nightstand drawer for the small bottle of lube. "Impatient, aren't we, Bambi? Alright, I'll give you what you want." Popping the cap open, Billy poured a small amount of lube on his fingers. He spread it around his hole, using his other hand to grasp onto the side of Steve's hip. Steve's breathing quickened, he could feel his slick dripping down his thighs as anticipation grew.
Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, Billy's two fingers slid inside. "A-Ahh, alpha..." Steve's body shuddered, pleasure radiating through him as Billy's fingers explored him.
Billy let out a pleasant hum as he continued to slowly thrust his fingers in and out. As desperate as Steve was for Billy's cock, his fingers worked like magic. The air in the room was hot, filled with they're combined scents. It really was making Steve's head swim with lust for his alpha. "A-Alpha, please...I-I want you...to fuck me~" Steve released a pitiful whine.
"Okay, baby..." Billy pulled his fingers out with an obscene squelching sound before squirting some lube on his dick. The blonde alpha grabbed Steve's ass and lifted it a bit higher in the air. "Get ready, omega," Billy murmured before he slid into Steve, bottoming out and immediately setting a quick pace. He thrusted deeply, holding Steve's hips in place. "Fuck, sweetheart...look at you, so hungry for my cock, huh? My naughty little slut. You're all mine, baby. No one can fuck you this good, no one can make you all hot and heavy like I can." Billy's grin widened. "You need a real alpha to take care of you, isn't that right, babydoll." Billy's words were like fuel to the fire.
Steve mewled at the feeling of Billy's thick cock plunging straight into his tight hole. He tightened his arms around his pillow and squeezed it as if he was holding on for dear life to having Billy pound into him from behind. "A-Ahh!~ Billy!~" Steve's plush lips parted as he panted for air and keened out loud. He felt so full already, and the feeling of Billy straight away pounding into his prostate felt just as amazing. "B-Billy! R-Right there! Ahh!~"
Billy was definitely right about Steve being his little cockslut. He arched his back a little more as his ass was flush against Billy's groin. He thrusted back, trying to keep up with the brutal pace. "It feels so good, alpha!~" The young omega wailed with tears brimming his eyes. As always, Steve was rendered into a whiny, mewling, babbling mess. "I-I'm all yours! I-I'll be anything for you, alpha!~" Steve squealed, his walls tightening around Billy's girth.
"There it is, that's it. That's my good, little omega. You're so naughty but then you get my dick, and then you're all good for me again. God, omega, I love you, baby. My princess, my omega, my whole world." Billy licked his lips as he smiled proudly. He grunted from the effort of fucking Steve. "That's it, sweetheart. Keep calling out for your alpha—" Billy raised a hand and smacked Steve's ass, watching as his plump ass jiggle slightly. "Jesus fucking Christ, Steve—you drive me crazy."
Steve's doe eyes widened as he gasped in shock at the smack. Oh, that definitely spurred him on even more now. If anything, it also made him more horny. A part of him wondered if it was the pregnancy hormones making him like this. "Billy!~ it feels amazing. D-Don't stop!~ Ngh...you're so deep...inside of me!~ I-I'm so close!"
Steve full-on sobbed, his eyes wet from tears and glazed over from lust. Not able to take it anymore, Steve cried out Billy's name as loud as he could as he came. His cum and slick oozed out of his folds and dripped onto his sheets below.
Billy seemed pretty close to his own orgasm as he thrusted a few more times before throwing his head back with a loud groan. His knot swelled and popped as he spurted long ropes of cum, filling Steve up as he emptied his load inside of his mate. "Fuck..."
Steve chirped, feeling completely content and full.
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By the time Steve had to go to work the next morning, he felt like ass. He was feeling sore all over and his entire body ached from last night's activity. He would sway side-to-side or clumsily stumble from how rough Billy had handled him—not that Steve minded the roughness. But man, it definitely wasn't working any favors for him right now. Honestly, he's surprised that he hasn't spilled ice cream or any kind of milkshake on customers yet. And don't get him started on his morning sickness.
It truly and utterly sucked. He hated having morning sickness. However, he was quite excited when it came time to find out the pup's gender whenever he would start showing. Steve soothingly rubbed his stomach in circles and groaned.
"Jeez, you look like shit." Robin joined his side at the front counter. Her eyes scanned the slightly crowded parlor before returning her attention back to her best friend. "Do I even want to know why you look like that?"
Steve released a dramatic huff and leaned against the counter with his hip jutting out. "It's all Billy's fault...he was being—"
"Okay, I'm going to stop you there, dingus." Robin held her hand up not wanting to hear the rest of Steve's sentence.
"And...I have morning sickness. Again." Steve scowled. "Robin." He pouted as he turned his head to look at her. "Don't ever get pregnant."
Robin snickered and patted his back. "Thanks for the advice, dingus. I don't plan on it. Why don't you go take a seat?"
Steve mumbled incoherently and dragged his feet to the backroom. Robin chuckled with a shake of her head when a young male pup approached her.
"Hi." The boy flashed a wide gummy smile.
Robin sucked in her lips. "Hi."
"I'm Dustin." The young pup gestured with his hand as he introduced himself.
"I'm Robin."
"Pleasure to meet you. Uh, is—is he here?"
"Is who here?"
The moment Steve heard Dustin's voice, he perked up in his seat and burst out of the backroom like a bat out of hell. "Henderson!" He cheered as he jumped for joy. He hadn't seen Dustin for a few months since the young boy went to some kind of science camp. But he was glad to see him again. Sure, he liked spending time with the other pups. But Dustin had always been his favorite—don't tell Mike or the others that.
As the two boys did their little secret handshake, Robin furrowed a brow as she leaned against the counter. "How many children are you friends with?"
Steve sucked in his lips before clearing his throat. She did have a point. Steve failed to make friends his age (except Robin, Nancy, and Jonathan) but he didn't mind being friends with his pups. Besides, he's supposed to be the "mother" hen of the group which also entailed being the best damn babysitter ever.