#billie eilish fluff

[harrysxcarolina]

sleepy head

b. eilish

warnings: wow, fluff, slightgrumpy!reader, sleepy!reader, late night sleep over, cuddly!billie, soft!billie, not proof read, honestly this lil dream came to me when I was falling asleep last night just imagine being able to just curl up to her whenever you want to sleep or simply just be close to her. she would be so cuddly and sweet nobody can change my mindddd 😩🥺

Groaning as your body tosses and turns, restlessly, in your bed. Gripping the comfortable tighter to your shivering body you pray that sleep will soon take over. After about another twenty minutes of endless tossing and turning fighting the moonlight peeking in through your curtains you give up. Aimlessly throwing the blankets off you and climbing out of bed as you grab a pair of your girlfriends sweatpants, what she left them here. You definitely didn’t steal them out of her closet the last time she asked you to stay over.

Grabbing your phone, checking the time, 1:12 am she will definitely still be up you think as you throw on a baggy sweatshirt and head down to the living room. Searching all over for your slippers as you grab your keys off the stand next to the door. Sliding your feet into the fuzzy slippers and quickly locking up as you grip your keys and phone closer to your body. Speed walking to the car, the crisp hair tickles its way down your spine. A soft shiver soon follows as you get in and start the car. 

It isn’t long before you are pulling up to her gate and typing in the pin. Sighing softly as you carefully park beside her car and make your way to the front door. Juggling the keys in your hands searching for the one that specifically belonged to this lock before hearing the familiar click and swinging the door open. All the downstairs lights were off leading you to head up to the second floor. Gently tapping Sharks head as he bounces his way out of the bedroom door greeting you. Wagging his tail excitedly as he tangles himself between your legs. A soft chuckle leaves your lips as you lean down and place a soft peck on the top of his head before continuing your way to find your snuggly girlfriend. Sleep calling your name as you enter the bedroom to find your girlfriend snuggled up in bed playing around with a new track on her laptop. 

Glancing up in confusion as she hears you ask Shark to lay down instead of trying to trip you out of excitement. Glancing at the time seeing that it was now pushing 1:30 am. “Baby?” she softly asks as she closes the laptop, setting it down on the nightstand, before gently lifting the corner of the blanket as you set your stuff down next to the laptop before crawling on top of her. Worry consumes her features as she wraps her arms around you tightly. Wiggling the both of you down deeper into the bed. Her legs spread as you lay on top of her. Nuzzling yourself deeper into her as she covers your bodies with the blanket. Placing a soft kiss on the top of your head as you wrap your arms down and around her torso squeezing her as you welcome her in all your senses. 

Her hands gently rubbing up and down your spine as your eyes swoop open and close. Fighting the battle of sleep now as you figured out the one thing you were missing back at your place. Her. 

“Couldn’t sleep again love bug?” She softly asks as she combs her fingers through your hair. Gently playing with the strands cascading down your back before reaching up and tucking your bangs behind your ear. Shaking your head against her chest as you groan softly. Mumbling softly against her baggy t-shirt, something incoherent, as your fingers squeeze her back. A chuckle rolls off Billies lips as she rubs her knuckles across your cheek. Glancing down at you as a smile finds its way across her lips. 

“It’s not safe out there for you to be driving this late baby.” Billie tries again as she places a soft kiss on your forehead. Missing her touch causing you to tilt your head up silently asking for more forehead kisses as sleep starts to pull you under. You feel her smile against your skin as she presses a few more kisses against your forehead. 

“Missed you.” You grumbled as you wiggle your legs between hers. Feeling the cool sheets against your toes as you try to find a comfortable position. Billie couldn’t fight the butterflies in her stomach. You’ve been dating for a while now but the fact that when you struggle to fall asleep the only thing that helps is her snuggles and kisses. Not that she's complaining, you just showing up at her house. Or when you come curl up to her at any given time when you’re together when your body desperately wants to sleep but couldn’t get there on its own. She loved it. She loved that she was the cure for you. The one thing your body craved for in your most vulnerable state. 

“I missed you more, pretty girl.” Billie whispers in return as she gives you one more squeeze before gently leading you to curl up beside her. Getting you all snuggled up into her side as you nuzzle your face deep into her neck. Breathing in her scent as her hand snakes around your lower torso up and around your hip as her free hand reaches down, guiding your thigh to lay across her stretched out legs. Her hand spread out across your thigh. Squeezing every so often reminding you in your slumber that you are safe and loved. Your breathing soon slows as your fingers play with the hem of her baggy t-shirt. Billie quickly puts on the office for background noise as you doze off in her arms. 

Your head gets heavier against her shoulder as she feels you sink deeper into her. Your soft snores echoing in her ear as she pulls the blankets back up over the both of you. Humming softly one of your favorite tunes as she gets herself comfortable. Prepared to not move an inch as you squeeze her body closer to your chest. Placing one final kiss to your forehead as she continues to hum. Laying her head against yours, her own eyes getting heavy as her body welcomes you and your sweet surprise. Trying to fight the losing battle as she dozes off with you curled up beside her fast asleep.

[chrissv4mp]

♱ here with me

it was so beautiful out tonight—the sun slowly but surely setting behind the mountains, waves crashing gently against the shore, and the occasional gust of wind that had billie clinging onto you for warmth.

your shoes and socks were discarded on a rock somewhere along the beach, allowing you and billie to step into the ocean and feel how cool the water was and how firm the sand was beneath your feet.

the sky was painted in shades of amber and lavender, each breeze carrying the scent of salt from the ocean. you felt billie's fingers curling into the sides of the jacket you stole from her early on in your relationship, pulling you flush against her chest and resting her chin on your shoulder.

"we needa' come here more often, bil," you suggest, eyes focused on the way the waves moved, the water clearer than you'd ever seen it.

billie hums in agreement, tilting her head to press a kiss to your neck before she pulls away from you. her hand finds yours before she can fully part from you, lacing your fingers into hers and spinning you around gently.

she can't help the smile that breaks out onto her face when she sees your own, her blue eyes lighting up with adoration and love. she grabs your other hand and laces your fingers together again, stepping closer and leaning forward until your foreheads are touching.

her breath fans across your lips, eyes closing as she feels your hands relax further into hers. your smiles only widen, minds on nothing else but each other and the sweet moment.

you step closer this time, nose brushing against billie's and eyes fluttering open for only a moment before you feel her full lips press onto yours, kissing you softly. sweetly. like the first time you two met.

which was, in fact, on the same beach.

billie is the first one to pull back, her thumbs running across the tops of your hands and her eyes fluttering open to look into your own. she smiles softly, a strand of hair falling loosely in front of her face.

"so, next album is definitely about me?" you joke, breaking the silence with a small laugh that makes billie crack an even bigger smile.

she shrugs with a giggle, "possibly."

"it better be. we're locked in for life." you add, blushing hard whenever you see the look of pure admiration on billie's face.

billie pulls away after a moment, hands slipping away from yours as she steps back with a smile that is more mischievous than before.

you cock an eyebrow, squinting your eyes in confusion as you watch billie take a few more steps back.

in one swift motion, billie kicks her foot in the shallow water, splashing onto your legs and the hem of your shorts. you gasp loudly, shivering at the cold and jumping back in shock.

"what the fuck?" you laugh, furrowing your brows and looking at your girlfriend who was simply laughing at your reaction.

"c'mon, let's have a little fun before we leave, yeah?" billie asks, stepping deeper into the water in preparation for her next splash.

you take her words as a challenge, pulling her hoodie over your head and tossing it onto the sand before running into the ocean and scooping up water in the palm of your hands.

billie gasps sharply whenever you finally splash her back, the water dripping down her neck and soaking the graphic t-shirt she was wearing. her head turns to you again, and without a second thought, she slaps the water and splashes it right onto your face.

"come at me," billie giggles, watching as you recover from the splash and start slowly running towards her in the water.

LETTERS. hope you guys enjoyed this onee!!!!! just been trying to get out little blurbs so i don't go fully down into writers block 🙏

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[thebluediner]

a/n: my dear moot said moreee so you know I had tooo

♥ ⎋ ⏎

𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙮/𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨

𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵: 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥, 𝘴𝘮𝘩

➺ 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨

𝘆/𝗻𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲: 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 ? 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 ?

➺ 𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵: 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 ? 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘪 𝘢𝘮

➺𝘆/𝗻𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲: 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘦𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩.

𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻: 𝘰𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦 🤭🤚

𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲: 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭 😭😭😭😭

𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗰𝘀: 𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘰𝘰𝘰𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘪𝘤 ☠️

𝘆/𝗻𝗿𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗼: 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 🤭🤭🤭

𝘆/𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿: 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 😞

♥ ⎋ ⏎

𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨

𝘆/𝗻𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲: 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯

➺𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨

𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵: 𝘰𝘩

➺𝘆/𝗻𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲: 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵

𝘆/𝗻𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗹𝘆𝗿𝗶𝗰𝘀: 𝘢𝘩𝘩 𝘪 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘮𝘮𝘮 🤭

𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗯𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗱: 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 😏

𝘆/𝗻𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝘁𝘀: 𝘺/𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 😭😭😭

𝘆/𝗻'𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆𝗺𝗮𝗺𝗮: 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰 😭

[gracie-eilish]

Hello! I loved your mom!Billie stories, and I kind of have an idea for that. Billie and her wife have to deal with their first temper tantrum from their daughter, and both of them are a mess of emotions after the situation is handled.

terrible twos2️⃣

It started as a great day. The kind of morning where your daughter was nothing but giggles, her little hands clapping as she wobbled around on her tiny legs. She had been a ray of sunshine—babbling to you and Billie, playing with her stuffed animals, and even giving you both sloppy kisses between bites of her breakfast.

And then, somewhere between lunch and nap time, everything changed.

It started with a tiny pout when you told her she couldn’t have more juice. Then an upset little whine when Billie gently stopped her from trying to climb onto the coffee table. A frustrated huff when her blocks wouldn’t stack the way she wanted.

You and Billie had exchanged a look.

It was coming.

The first real tantrum.

And sure enough, when you told her it was time to wind down for her nap, your sweet little girl erupted.

“No!” she shrieked, flopping onto the floor, dodging your arms, like a tiny, furious starfish.

Billie blinked. “Oh.”

You crouched down, keeping your voice calm. “Baby, I know you don’t want to, but your body needs rest.”

Another loud “NOOOO!” accompanied by kicking feet and balled-up fists.

Billie glanced at you. “Uh, should we, like… reason with her?”

You shot her a look. “She’s a toddler, Billie.”

Billie huffed. “Well, yeah, but—”

Your daughter’s wail rose in volume, her little body trembling with sheer, unfiltered rage.

Billie winced. “Okay. Wow. That’s, um—she’s really committing to this.”

You took a breath and tried again. “Lovebug, I know you’re upset, but—”

Your daughter dramatically threw herself onto her back, wailing, “Nooo nap!”

Billie ran a hand through her hair. “Jeez, baby, you act like we told you Santa isn’t real.”

The screaming continued.

Billie sighed, getting down onto the floor next to her. “Okay, what if we make nap time fun, huh? We can read a book first—maybe that one with the little duck you love?”

Your daughter let out a gasping, hiccupy sob, then screamed, “NO DUCKY!”

Billie put a hand over her heart, looking personally attacked. “Okay, ouch. You love Ducky.”

Another hiccupping wail.

Billie turned to you, looking panicked. “Babe. She just rejected Ducky.”

You sighed. “She’s gone rogue.”

Your daughter, still mid-meltdown, let out a high-pitched screech and rolled onto her stomach, kicking her little feet against the floor in sheer defiance of all things nap-related.

Billie pressed a hand to her forehead. “Okay, what if we—uh—ooh! What if we do a little dance first? Get the energy out?”

She started wiggling in place, snapping her fingers.

Your daughter shrieked, red-faced, “NO DANCE!”

Billie froze mid-wiggle. “Damn.”

You sighed, rubbing your temple. “We just have to let her ride it out.”

Billie groaned. “But it’s so loud.”

Your daughter, as if proving Billie’s point, let out another dramatic sob and threw her arms out like she was making a tantrum angel on the floor.

Billie gave you a look. “You sure she’s not auditioning for an Oscar?”

You bit back a laugh. “Let her have her moment, she’ll tire herself out.”

After a few more minutes of earth-shattering crying, her little body started slowing down, her sobs turning into exhausted sniffles.

You crouched down again, rubbing gentle circles on her back. “I know, love. It’s so hard being this little, huh?”

She sniffled, hiccuping.

Billie, now much softer, reached out and brushed damp curls away from her forehead. “We love you, baby girl.”

Your daughter let out a tired little whimper and reached for you with grabby hands.

Your heart melted instantly. You lifted her into your arms without hesitation, pressing a kiss to her damp, flushed cheek. Billie immediately wrapped her arms around both of you, pressing a soft kiss to your daughter’s forehead.

The tantrum was over.

She clung to you, her tiny body exhausted, her warm cheek pressing against your shoulder.

Billie let out a deep breath. “Holy shit.”

You exhaled. “Yeah.”

Billie pulled back slightly, wide-eyed. “Are we okay?”

You huffed a laugh. “I think so?”

Billie groaned, running a hand through her hair. “Dude. I am emotionally wrecked.”

You chuckled, shifting your daughter against your chest. “Tell me about it.”

Billie sighed, resting her forehead against yours. “I was not ready for that.”

You shook your head. “Me neither.”

Your daughter made a tiny, sleepy noise, her little hand curling into Billie’s hoodie.

You and Billie both melted on the spot.

Billie pressed another kiss to her temple, whispering, “You’re lucky you’re so cute, little miss drama queen.”

Your daughter’s tiny fingers clutched Billie’s hoodie tighter, her exhausted little face nuzzling further into your chest.

You and Billie both let out a long sigh.

“I love you guys,” Billie murmured.

You turned your head, pressing a kiss to her lips. “We love you too, superstar.”

Billie smiled against your mouth, then pulled back with wide eyes. “Babe.”

You hummed.

Billie whispered, “What if she does this again tomorrow?”

You groaned. “Don’t even say that.”

Billie chuckled, her arms wrapping around the both of you. “We’ll survive, babe.”

You smiled, squeezing her hand. “Yeah. Together.”

And as your daughter let out one last tiny sigh between you, you knew that no matter how many tantrums were in your future, you and Billie would always get through them the same way—together.

[x-aefx]

Birds of a Feather - Billie Eilish x fem!reader

Summary: after you and Billie had been friends when you were both teenagers, but drifted apart many years ago, you finally reconnect.

No warnings. Fluff.

You were all smiles and giddiness as you moved about the large room where the award ceremony was taking place, though currently there was a small break.

You greeted absolutely everybody, familiar or not. If you didn't know them, then you got to know them. You were so excited to be there you couldn't help but be chatty.

There was a permanent smile on your face as you greeted everyone, compliments leaving your mouth before you could stop them. People were quick to adapt to your cheery mood, returning the energy you radiated.

"Look at you!" You fawned over Sabrina's dress, staring at her in awe, she looked beautiful.

Sabrina dismissed the praise, "girl, look at you!" She returned your compliment sincerely, a smile on her face as she pulled you into an embrace. You giggled as you hugged her back.

Sabrina's friends pulled her away eagerly for something important, they spoke too fast for you to understand.

"I'll find you!" Sabrina promised as she got pulled away, you couldn't help but laugh at the scene.

You continued your walk as people called out compliments to you, your spirits only growing higher.

As you were walking, you suddenly felt a person bump into you, catching you off guard. Surprised, you turned around to face them, the mystery person turning to you at the same time.

Shock hit you as you stared at those ocean eyes you hadn't seen in years. When it finally registered in your mind that Billie was standing right infront of you, your lips broke into a large grin.

Billie had looked just as shocked to see you. She hadn't been in the same room as you in years. The last time she saw you in person was when the two of you were best friends. She had changed a lot since then, for one, her hair had been blue.

To finally come face to face with you again after all these years, she was shocked, but then the shock turned into excitement as she smiled back at you widely.

"I don't believe it!" You squealed in excitement, "Billie!" You quickly pulled her into a tight hug.

Billie laughed as she allowed herself to be pulled against you, wrapping her arms around your figure.

"Y/n!" She shouted, just as you did, not being able to contain her own happiness.

Nothing bad had happened between the two of you when you stopped being best friends. Billie had gotten famous before you, she became busy. Then, your career had taken off and you became busy aswell. Your schedules never aligned and time became rare. You drifted apart naturally but there was never any bad blood between you two.

For Billie, to finally see you again was an unimaginable feeling of joy, that feeling mutual for you too.

Billie swayed your body with hers, left and right, as she giggled. She hugged you tight, not wanting to let go. Neither of you could stop smiling. This had to be the highlight of the night.

Your heart beated with joy as you hel her.

Eventually, you two pulled away. Billie kept her arms around your waist, your hands on top of them, for a moment you just stared at eachother in disbelief.

"I can't believe I'm actually seeing you right now!" Billie chuckled, her blue eyes shining bright.

You nodded you head adamantly, "me neither!" You breathed out.

Billie's eyes scanned over your face and body briefly, but taking in each and every detail about you.

She looked back up at you, meeting your gaze, her head shaking slowly as she finally processed you, being here in her arms. "I've missed you so much, baby girl. " She cooed, her voice tender and every word genuine.

You giggled, your face flushing. "I've missed you too, Bill's." You said shyly, causing Billie to smile wider.

Billies hands then reached up to cup your face in the palm of her hands, playfully she pulled your face closer to hers as she giggled childishly, making silly faces as your foreheads rested against eachother, the tips of your noses touching. On instinct, your hands found Billies waist.

The pair of you were like two kids, giggling uncontrollably as Billie's hands remained holding your face.

"I don't ever want to drift apart again." Billie admitted once she recovered from her laughing fit, her voice softer. "We should stick together."

"Like birds of a feather." You joked, causing Billie to start giggling again.

Disappointment sinked in once the award ceremony began to start back again, everyone returning to their assigned seats.

"I should go." You whispered, not needing to speak any louder with your face so close to hers.

Billie removed her hands from your face and intertwined them with yours. You stared down at them. "If you go, I'm going too." She said firmly.

You laughed. "But Billie, we have assigned seats, and yours is at the other end of the room." You reminded her, though you didn't want to separate from her either.

"I'll share yours." Billie shrugged. "What are they going to do, kick us out?" She joked, a smirk on her face.

You shook your head slowly with a small smile at her antics. You were grateful not to have to leave her, especially when you've only just gotten her back again.

With your hands laced with hers, you gently tugged at her arm as you led the way to your seat. Both of you wore identical, large, shit-eating grins on your face.

[hmhas-00]

Ch. 19

Hit Me Hard & Soft

A/N- I hope everyone is prepared for the next few chapters because ohh my. 💔 Can we get a like and rb for Billie and Remy, because they are going THRU ittt rn.

Billie’s POV

Remy lay still, recovering from anesthesia, on a hospital bed that seemed to swallow her whole. I wanted to climb in with her, shut my eyes, and wake up in her apartment with the little window shining down on us.

I walked into the room. The nurse, about to walk out and shut the door behind her gave me a reassuring smile.

“Wait, could I ask you to do me a favor?” I asked, just before she left.

“Anything, dear.”

“Could you make sure that when she wakes up, she doesn’t know that I was here?” I said, my voice soft as I briefly glanced at Remy.

The little old lady looked a bit confused, as she had probably never received a request this odd.

“We’re in a fight. I don’t even think we’re friends anymore,” I added.

“Friendships can be tough.” Her expression became kind and understanding. “I’ll see to it that she doesn’t know. Even though you showed up, and it would probably warm her heart.”

I nodded, “Thank you.”

She left, closing the door behind her, and giving us some space.

I sat in a cold, cushioned chair, scooting it forward until my knees touched the hospital bed. I didn’t know what to do, so I just watched her breathe along with the beeping on the heart monitor. Her forehead was bruised from it probably hitting the stirring wheel, and her arm was in a long cast, keeping her wrist and forearm in place. Her lips were dry and pale, cracking a bit, and her complexion was paler than usual, with a dark, purple hue under her eyes.

My hand trembled a bit as I grabbed her free hand, the one connected to the IV. I interlocked our fingers, using my other hand to keep them together. “Oh, Remy.” I sighed. I vacantly stared at her, watching her chest rise and fall slowly, as I withdrew from reality.

I straightened up my slumped shoulders, looking up at my mom who I hadn’t even noticed was in the room.

“Hey… how’s our girl doing?” She gently patted my shoulder.

I shrugged, looking back at Remy.

“Why don’t we get some food before she wakes up? The doctor said she needed lots of rest to recover from the concussion.”

I shook my head, but my loss of appetite wasn’t the reason why. I wanted to be with her for as long as I could, before she woke up.

“I want to leave when she wakes up.” I said, quietly.

“Honey, why?” She furrowed her brows, looking down at me.

My voice trembled, “I don’t want her to know I was ever here, okay? She doesn’t want me here. I wouldn’t want me here.”

“That’s not true. Not in the slightest. When your wisdom teeth got removed, the first thing you asked for was Remy, and she was in the car with us.”

I shook my head, “This is different, mom.”

She crossed her arms, wanting to say more, but she knew when I put my mind to something she wasn’t going to change it.

“We’ll be out in the waiting room.” She stepped out.

I slid my chair closer to her top half, moving her hair out of her face, and behind her ears. I took some aquafor balm out of my pocket, squeezing some out onto my finger and smearing it gently on her lips. I traced the outlines of them, getting rid of the chapped, dry feeling.

I held her hand with both of mine again, warming up her cold fingers with my hot breath.

I do my best to keep my feelings inside. Despite trying not to, I can’t help but feel anger. I just had a strong feeling she was on her phone with either her boss, or Rachel.

How could she be so reckless? I thought.

It was easier to be upset at her, and blame her for everything, than to feel guilty. I felt like I was going through several stages of grief, even though she was going to be perfectly fine after a few weeks of recovery. The thought of her not being so lucky slithered back into my mind, making my stomach stir. I was a tennis ball being spiked back and forth between resentment and culpability.

Although I wanted to wake her up and tell her how selfish she was for almost leaving me in this cruel world all alone, I didn’t want to let go of her. I wanted to lay with her, pull her into my chest so she throws a leg over me, and kiss her forehead.

Part of me didn’t want her to know I was ever here, so she would know what I felt like each time I expected her.

I couldn’t keep my eyes from watering as I quietly said, “I’m sorry, Remy.” My head shook slowly, my eyes hooded and tired from getting close to no sleep these days.

“I’m sorry things are like this. I’m sorry I’m like this.” I whispered, tears falling on our intertwined hands.

“I love you so much.” I said, looking at her. “You don’t know it, but I do.”

I leaned my forehead on our hands, crying for our friendship, crying for our fights, crying for our memories. I cried for myself, and how broken my heart was. It wasn’t even fair how I’d put myself in her shoes in a heartbeat so she didn’t have to feel an ounce of pain. I wanted to think she’d do the same. Deep down, I knew she would. And I knew she’d be here sitting with me if it were the other way around. After all, she took a plane to see me for a few hours the day before.

Which brings me back to my anger. I didn’t want to be like this. But it was easier than hating myself for pushing her away.

Somewhere between the void of emotions present, I must’ve dozed off with my head on the side of the hospital bed. That is, until the heart rate monitor began to beep a little faster than before, bringing the nurse inside to check.

I lifted my head up, wiping the corner of my mouth and looking up startled. I turned to look at Remy, seeing her move her jaw and nose together, attempting to say something that only came out as slight grunts. Her brows furrowed, and you could see her eyelids, still shut but moving as her eyeballs looked around at nothing.

“She must be waking up from the anesthesia.” The nurse smiled at me, allowing me to feel a sense of calmness I hadn’t felt since we received the news.

“I should go.” I backed away, but she stopped me.

“She won’t be completely attentive, if you want to stick around a bit longer. I’ll be back in a few minutes to check on her.” She checked her IV drip and her vitals faster than I thought it could be done. She looked like she could do it blindfolded and in her sleep. She must’ve come with the hospital when it was built, I thought. “I know, don’t worry, she won’t know you were here.” She added, smiling at me sweetly.

I got nervous, watching Remy barely open her eyes. She looked like she was about to doze off again, leaning her face to the side.

“Don’t worry.” She ensured, standing nearby.

I sat back down, looking at her. “Hey,” I hummed, my voice soft as she reached for my hand.

She murmured nonsense, frowning, squeezing my hand with the small amount of strength left in her.

“It’s okay,” I skimmed the back of her hand with my thumb. “You’re okay.” I nodded slowly, bringing her hand up to my lips. They grazed over her knuckles as she tried to move her other, freshly operated arm.

She breathed out a small painful moan.

“Aht aht!” I say gently, pressing her shoulder down against the hospital bed.

Her light blue hospital gown seemed itchy and uncomfortable. I wondered if she wore the clothes I sent her this morning. I wonder if they had blood on them from the accident, if she needed any new clothes for when she leaves. I wonder if that beautiful red dress was in the back of the rental, still waiting to be towed away on the highway.

She looked drop-dead gorgeous in that dress. I didn’t want her to know that. That hurt piece of my heart wanted her to know it disappointed me, her getting all ready and wearing that for her superiors. The truth is, that dress complimented her glowy, tan skin perfectly. Her hazel eyes were a dark shade of forest green that made her look more beautiful than Christmas. Staring at her was bewitching. Intoxicating. It didn’t even matter what she was wearing, but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get that red dress out of my mind. I’d never seen that dress in her closet before. She must’ve purchased it prior to her meeting. I wonder if she’d ever buy an outfit to impress me.

She looked straight at me with droopy eyes and my heart fell down into my stomach. I smiled at her shyly.

“Mmm… Billie.” She murmured.

I looked at the nurse. She nodded at me.

“Yes, pretty, it’s me.” I tilted my head, turning back to Remy. “I’m here.”

She gave me a faint smile, but her pain interrupted our interaction again. She scrunched her face, letting go of my hand to clutch her arm. She moaned in pain, closing her eyes.

“She’s- she’s in pain.” I watched the nurse approach her bedside. I ran my hand through her hair, concerned as she put something in her IV bag.

“This will take the edge off. The local anesthetic is wearing off, but this will help.”

I nodded, brushing away the bangs that had fallen over her eyes. Remy’s eyes continued to fight her sleep. “Do you think she’ll remember this later?”

“Not a chance.” She shook her head. “If she does, she’ll probably think it’s a dream.”

Remy dozed off, finally leaving her eyes shut. “There you go...” I whispered. I stroked her hair, de-tangling it a bit.

The nurse gave me a smile, walking out. “Will you be okay?”

I nodded, telling her thank you.

I spent the next two hours watching her sleep. It was hard to convince myself to leave her. The thought of her mom coming to see her made me feel a little better, but I knew I could take better care of her. I fought myself on if I should stay or not. Finally, I gathered the courage to rip the bandaid off and leave.

I lingered a minute, standing next to her to see her pretty lips and pretty nose one more time. I leaned, hovering over her for a moment. I slowly lowered myself, planting a soft kiss on her cheek. I moved a couple inches over, meeting her lips with mine. The softest, most undetectable, barely-there kiss made my heart flutter. I knew it would fuel my dreams for the rest of my life, in good and bad ways.

I stood up straight and turned around, seeing my mom standing at the doorway. My breathing stopped and I froze in place. Her head was tilted, taking in what she saw. She opened her arms for me and I walked straight into them. Her embrace healed my soul, regulating my heartbeat and making me feel seen.

“Come on. Bus is waiting.” She pulled away, giving me a warm, sympathetic smile.

[oofmybad]

“It feels good. Just new”

Synopsis: billie straps you for the first time. That’s legit everything. Nothing groundbreaking.

Warnings: dom!billie x sub!reader, strap, spanking, squirting, mildly rough sex, NOT proofread, I think that’s it.

Words: idk

A/n: this is my first time writing smut. And I wrote it in ~maybe~ 5 minutes max lol. So it’s probably shit. Couldn’t quite get myself to proofread it back. But just wanna post it to get past the shyness pfft. Anyway, enjoy (I hope).

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“Are you sure you want to do this? Because we don’t have to.”

“Yeah, baby. Of course I do. I- i really want you.”

“Ok pretty girl. Tell me if you want me to stop, or anything. You’re in control, always.” Billie says as she lines the strap up to your core.

“Um… Will it… hurt?” You ask, slightly embarrassed of your lack of experience.

“It shouldn’t do if you’re turned on enough. You feel pretty wet to me. But it might feel like a bit of a stretch at first.” Billie says as she strokes your baby hairs away from your forehead.

You take a big breath and hold the air in, anticipating the sensation. “Ok” you say, now determined.

“Uh uh, you gotta breathe, baby” Billie takes one of your hands and places it on her own chest so that you can copy her breathing, “here, follow me”.

You are now breathing at a steady pace when Billie reaches for your hand that’s placed on her chest, so that she can clasp her fingers in between yours, holding your hand that’s now laying next to your head.

“I’m just gonna put the tip in, ok?” Billie says keeping firm and controlled eye contact with you.

Just like that, her unwavering confidence melts any lingering worry away. “Please” you say, the word slipping past your lips like a begging whimper.

“Mm!” You gasp a moment later once Billie has pushed the first inch or so inside of you.

“You ok? Need me to stop, angel?” Billie’s eyes shoot up from your bodies connecting to search your eyes for any discomfort.

“No, no! It feels good. Just new, that’s all” you reply.

“Ok I’m gonna go a little deeper now” Billie warns you before pushing further into your pussy, inch by inch - she periodically waits for you to get used to the new stretch.

“Mmmh…fuck-“ you let out a moan as the full length of the strap pushes against your walls. You let go of Billie’s hand in order to wrap your hands around her back, tightly clasping onto her shoulders with your nails, and pulling her body flush with yours.

“Ugh, god” Billie moans, almost like a reply to your altered, deeper, position. “I can feel you clenching. You feel so good”

“Please give me more, Billie” you plead.

“What do you want, angel?” Billie whispers into your neck, her teeth nibbling at the tender skin of your collarbones.

“I want you to fuck me” you pause to think “…hard”.

Billie pulls her head back to search for any doubt in your eyes, but she finds nothing but desperate longing. Without another word, Billie pulls the strap out of you, quickly ramming it back inside of you repeatedly - your g spot getting hit every time.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, don’t stop!” you practically wail out.

“Can you turn around for me, baby?” Billie asks as she positions herself to be towering over you. Pulling the strap out at the same time.

You sigh, almost whimper, at the loss of sensation. But you quickly obey, turning around so that the right side of your face is being pressed against the mattress and your ass is in the air.

Billie lines the strap up with your entrance once again, teasing your clit at the same time, and asks “you ok?”

“Omg yes! Please just-“ you can’t even finish your sentence before Billie thrusts back into you, hitting places you didn’t know existed inside of you, as she smacks ur ass with each thrust - enjoying the recoil.

Your hands neurotically search for something to hold onto. Landing on the pillow above your head that’s leant on the headboard. “God! Oh, fuck” you moan out, panting with every thrust.

“You take me so well, angel” Billie says as she uses her tattooed hand to push up your spine towards your neck, creating an even deeper arch. Billie moans at the glorious sight in front of her.

This new angle sends you into another dimension. You are literally dizzy and seeing stars. “I have to cum! Please!”

“Already, baby? Hold it for me. Be good” Billie huffs as she continues to smash her hips into your ass.

“I can’t”

“Yes you can” Billie retorts as she reaches round to rub your clit again.

“Ah, pleaseeee baby!” You whine.

“I said not yet” Billie snaps sternly. You would be scared of her if you weren’t so turned on. She smacks your ass one, two, three more times to show you how much she means it.

But this only causes you to unravel completely. Moan after moan explodes from your mouth - you not even having a chance to warn Billie that you’re cumming.

From behind you, and through your moans, you can faintly hear Billie’s grunts in time with her hips stuttering against yours. She’s doing her very best to keep fucking you through your simultaneous orgasms.

Hearing her struggle to not whimper is the final straw for you. A rubber band inside your core snaps as you try to warn Billie. “Fuck! I’m gonna pee! Wait!”

Billie, being more experienced than you, knows that you’re gonna squirt so she musters up all the strength she has left. She roughly grips your ass cheeks and uses them as handles to pull herself further into you.

“Uhhhnn. Fuckuhhh” your expletive moans, skin slapping, and the sound of your juices crashing onto Billie’s thighs and the mattress are all that can be heard in your bedroom.

[megameatymatt]

fuck the Grammys and fuck you too beyonce. yeah i said it, come get me hoe

justice for billie 💔

[moralesluvr]

ꨄ some texts with girlfriend!bils !!!….i haven’t seen any of these so i decided to make some !! hope u enjoyed <3

[billsxmm]

Passenger princess. (b.e.)

bsf!billie x fem!reader

warnings. slight smut, not proof read. (sorry for poor language in some places.)

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One moonlit night, your best friend took you out to go on a ride, as you often did. it was 3AM, dark outside, only the yellowish soft, street lights coating the cars interior through the windows. some quiet music coming from the radio.

billie had one of her hands on the gear panel, and the other gripping the steering wheel. the watch on her wrist glistening a little, as she looked over at you from the passenger seat. the windows were slightly down, as the cool air breezes through your hair, as she watched you, her eyes sparkling. you were so pretty.

billie always been attracted to you, of course- you were gorgeous, but to add to it, you had the sweetest personality ever. and she knew and saw it from the first time she laid her eyes on you, even if unfortunately, that day, 2 years ago, she got to know about your boyfriend, she still couldn’t help but fall in love. she didn’t care about your stupid boyfriend.. she could treat you so much better.

and now her soft fingers gripping your thigh, going just slightly under your skirt, didn’t help at all.. she was nervous, scared to push too much, even if you two had always been touchy. but you never seemed to mind one bit. slightly spreading your legs for her hand.

billie looked at the empty road in front of them again, that shit-eating grin on her pretty face.. as she slowly moved her hand higher up your thigh. she was toying with the fabric of your skirt, so nonchalantly, if she isn’t already shaking herself.

she hit the brakes, speeding up. exactly like your heart. you loved when she went fast. you would go anywhere she takes you..

one moment, and you felt her hand reach the lace of your panties, her fingertips against your heat, as you let out that soft whimper. it was over for her. next thing you know, the car was stopped, and her leaning over to you.

“Backseat.” she whispered, her tone laced with desire, like she couldn’t wait to have you. the look in her eyes told you everything you needed to know.

Oh, this was gonna be a long night..

[naturesapphic]

Pressure

Billie eilish x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, strap-on, daddy!billie, tongue sucking, choking, cussing

A/n: @bilswildflower said she wanted someone to write it so I thought I would make a little something hehe

Billie had you against the wall pounding into you with no mercy in her veins. You were in one of the rooms backstage on the Stephen Colbert show and Billie had already went on, but will soon be performing one of her songs called “lunch” live. She would be going on in ten minutes and here she was fucking your brains out.

“F-fuck daddy!” You moaned out as Billie had your legs wrapped around her waist and your hands clawing at her clothed back. Her face was in your neck leaving love bites behind as she used one of her hands that was holding you up and trails it up your body. She lifted her face out of your neck and gripped your throat in her ring covered hand and kissed you deeply.

You both moaned in each others mouths and Billie starting shoving her tongue down your throat. You whimpered as her tongue explored your mouth and removed her hand from your throat to trail down to your stomach and apply pressure to see where the strap is. She smirked against your lips, breaking the kiss “mmm…right there…let’s see if I can go deeper how’s that mamas?” Billie whispered against your ear and you felt your eyes roll in the back of your head at her tone.

You whimpered out a yes and Billie gave you a smile and leaned down to kiss you again. She used her strength to put one of your legs over her shoulder and started pounding into you more at this new found angle and you moaned loudly. Hearing the moans and noises you make because of her makes Billie go absolutely feral. You kept moaning against her mouth and Billie takes that at another invitation to push her tongue in.

She swirls all in your mouth and finds your tongue and starts sucking on it, leaving trails of spit coming down the side of y’all’s mouths. You felt the strap on go deeper and deeper and Billie put her hands on your stomach against and pressed down back on it and smirked. “That’s more like it. Are you gonna come for daddy sweet girl?” She asked and you nodded, pressing your sweaty forehead against hers. Her thrusts started to become faster and harder making your legs shake, as you let out one final guttural moan before you came all over her.

She smiled and slowly pulled out of you, your cum leaking out of your pussy. Billie licks her plump lips at the state you are in and picks you up in her arms and sits you on the couch. She goes into the bathroom and gets a warm rag and starts cleaning you up as you sat on the couch, panting. “You did so good for me babygirl. So good.” She praised you and you gave her a tired smile as she leans down to kiss you softly. Someone knocks on the door telling Billie she’s about to go on and she looks at you “stay here and get some rest baby because im no where near done with you.” She rasped out and gave you a wink before helping you put your underwear and pants back on.

She then gives you her blazer to cover up with while you take your little nap. Billie walks to the door before spinning around and looking at you with a loving expression “I love you mamas.” She said sweetly and you felt your heart burst at the sincerity in her voice. “I love you more bils.” You say and she gives you a wink before she walks out the door. You smiled to yourself before covering up with her blazer. You nuzzle it up to your nose since it’s smells like her and fall into a deep sleep.

A/n: hehe I hope y’all enjoy and I hope @bilswildflower this is what you wanted! Remember my requests are still open for Melanie Martinez, billie eilish, and my other characters I write for. Remember to stay hydrated and that I love you! And this fic is also for @billiesbabygirl

Tag list: @mxqdii

[dollarbils]

i’ll show you how | b.eilish

billie eilish x fem!reader

context. you’ve been hesitant to engage sexually with your girlfriend, billie, but she assures you you’ll be alright.

warnings. smut, praise, fluff, virgin!reader

masterlist

she’d been touchy all day, her intentions clear. she wasn’t subtle with what she wanted and you’d love to satisfy her needs, you just didn’t know how.

“you look so beautiful, baby.” the compliments had been flooding out of her. and not that they didn’t drive you nuts, it was just a silent reminder of your inexperience.

“thank you, love.” she smiled, before joining you on the couch, closing the book you were currently reading and setting it aside somewhere, so that she could straddle your hips.

“billie-” a small protest fell from your lips before she shut you up with her index finger. her lips met yours as she pecked them, again and again, a small smile growing on yours.

“you’re awfully affectionate today, babe.” she giggled at the comment before moving her lips down your jaw, slowly travelling across your neck. you sighed, content, as your hands caressed the curves that blessed her figure.

“calm down, sweetheart.” she commented on your quickened breaths before tugging on your shirt, waiting for your approval to take it off. she soon unclasped your bra, letting your tits spill out.

“mm, billie.” she smirked against your skin as she bit and nipped the area around your nipple. her hands were resting dangerously close to the waistband of your sweatpants, and when she lowered her face down your stomach, you grew nervous and sat up.

“wait billie..” she raised her eyebrows, and moved closer to you.

“what’s wrong? if you don’t want this right now that’s perfectly fine, baby.” her eyes were wide with concern, a soft smile spread on her lips.

“no it’s not that i don’t want this, it’s just-” you hesitated, slightly embarrassed of your inexperience, knowing she had had plenty.

“babe, if you’re trying to tell me your a virgin, that’s totally okay.” she seemed somewhat amused.

“well yeah.” she pecked your lips when you admitted it.

“that’s so hot, you have no idea.” your collective laughter warmed your heart, a weight lifted off of your chest completely as it eased your nerves.

“are you sure, i mean, i don’t know how to really do anything.” she just smiled, finding it cute that you had the courage to admit your inexperience.

“i’ll show you how.”

“what the fuck!” she had picked you up out of nowhere, bridal style, quite clearly showing off her strength.

“i’m not taking your virginity on the couch.” she replied, pushing her bedroom door open before laying you down gently, on the bed. when she made a move to take of her own shirt she paused.

“you’re sure about this?” she looked for any hesitation on your features.

“yes. i want this. i want you.” she grinned, her hands firm on your hips when she kissed you. she traced your body gently, careful with her movements as if she thought you’d break.

“i’ve been waiting so long for this, baby.” she mumbled against your lips, leaving wet kisses along your jaw. her fingers trailed the skin around your breasts, moving towards your nipples before she paused her actions.

“is this okay?” she asked as if it was the first time she’d touched you.

“bils, you’ve sucked my tits before, this isn’t new to me.” you chuckled and she chewed her lip.

“but it’s different this time.” despite having had the hesitation, she latched her lips on to your nipple, abandoning her tenderness for a moment.

“mm, fuck.” she smiled, continuing what she was doing for a few minutes before kissing her way up your chest, and back to your lips.

“i love you, and if you want me to stop, please tell me.” she was so sweet with her words, her thumbs warming your cheeks as she held your face so softly.

“i love you, and i trust you.” she nodded and rested her forehead against yours, looking into your eyes.

“it’s a trust well placed, baby.” she kissed you again. as if the feeling of your lips were all she could ask for, her mischievous smile making it harder to focus. when she pulled away her lips were plump, slightly reddened and all the more inviting.

“what?” she asked, when she’d noticed you staring.

“nothing, i’m just happy with you.” she dropped her head onto your chest, groaning. her hair tickled your neck, drawing out giggles.

“you have no idea, baby.” her words were slurred as she dragged her lips across your skin. you could feel your nerves growing as she lowered herself closer to your heat.

“relax.” she kissed your lower stomach, looking up at you for approval to remove your jeans. once they were discarded, piled up somewhere along with her top, she admired you, in just your underwear.

“so pretty.��� you felt yourself blush, and when she began tracing your thighs, you surrendered yourself completely to her touch. her jewelry contrasted the warmth of her hands perfectly, letting you focus on the feeling.

“billie.” you called softly, her head shooting to find your eyes immediately.

“hm?” she looked like a dear in headlights, awfully scared she’d moved to quickly, making you uncomfortable somehow.

“come closer.” her spooked expression faded as she returned a soft smile, lowering her body onto yours, burying her head in your neck.

“is this okay?” she whispered near your ear, as her fingertips traced the fabric of your underwear, forming a little wet patch.

“mhm.” your head was spinning already, this having been the first time anyone, other than yourself, had touched you like this, seen you this vulnerable before. and when her fingers went past your underwear and into your pussy, your eyes shot open, a silent moan elicited from your throat.

“god, i know they say virgins get wet easily but this has gotta be some kind of record, babe.” her fingers slid through your folds with ease, rubbing against all the right places.

“mm, fuck.” she swallowed the following moans with her lips against yours again as she pressed down on your clit with her thumb, in small and slow circles.

“you’re okay?” she confirmed with you, her face still inches from yours as she circled your entrance, practically waiting until she could pounce.

“more than okay.” she kissed you again, sliding one of her fingers into your tight little hole, your eyes shutting abruptly, your mouth nearly running dry. she eased that feeling with her tongue however, waiting a moment before thrusting her finger in and out, slow and steady.

“you’re so tight, baby. so perfect for me.” her words of praise flew straight to your heat, choked moans and whimpers letting her know she was doing all the right things to get you going.

“need to taste you, that alright?” she moved away from you, and just moments after you nodded a silent ‘mhm’, her breath was on your clit. and when her tongue wrapped around it, already swollen and puffy, she pumped her second finger into your entrance. your hands flew to her head, pulling harshly at her hair, looking for any kind of solace.

“fuck, billie!” you felt your climax approaching quickly, the knot in your stomach no doubt going to burst at any second. and when it did, when you came, everything was forgotten. you’re body arched into her, almost riding her face, and clenching around her fingers as you reached your high.

“oh my god.” your breaths where quick as your chest rose and fell rapidly. she slowly removed her fingers, licking your cum off of them, smirking down at you.

“glad to be of service.” she quipped, lifting herself off the bed, to go and grab a towel to clean you up.

“thank you.” she dismissed the gratitude, mumbling about common decency as she wiped you clean.

“do i get a cake now with the big red strike across virgin?” she laughed, picturing it in her head.

“i’ll throw you a damn party if it means we can do that again.” she smiled, pecking your lips again, the faint taste of your arousal still present.

“it’s a date,” you winked at her and she smiled, “you’ll have to show me how to do that to you.”

this took me AGES i don’t know why, that’s also why you’re not really getting a proper ending or a proofread 🥰

still love you lots though 😘

taglist: @adinda-eilish @ijustlovemaths @sweetcherriexs @jaxon-nathaniel-drake @mybluebossanova @diceroll65 @tothediner @st0nerlesb0 @bilssturns @london-uhmye @bxllxebxtch @tan1shere @babybornbluenow @greenbttrflyy @asterisk-eyes

[chrissv4mp]

♱ SOUNDS BETTER

"m'wife's so pretty," she whispers to herself, but you hear. saying you were soaked was an understatement.

WARNINGS. SMUT, breeding kink, cum-filled strap, strap in v, subtop!billie × dombottom!reader, nipple play, pet names, use of y/n a few times, fluff.

SYPNOSIS. when the topic of whose last name one of you would be taking after marriage comes up, billie finds herself in a rather... sticky situation.

LETTERS. i hate this okay bye 💔💔💔

"y/n o'connell," billie murmurs from her place at the edge of the bed, her legs hanging off while her body lays comfortably on the mattress. she rolls onto her stomach, resting her elbows on the bed so that she can lay her chin on her palms, "rolls right off the tongue." she giggles.

you shoot a smirk that matches her own cheeky one, your back resting against the headboard as your legs rested crossed over each other.

"yeah, but billie y/l/n sounds pretty good as well, no?" you ask, voice higher than usual. whenever you and billie landed on this topic, you always got so excited, and she was quite aware of that.

she shrugs, wiggling her entire body onto the bed and crawling over to you slowly. billie takes her lower lip between her teeth, blue eyes fixated on your own e/c ones. she straddles your lap, and you stretch your legs out straight so that she can sit comfortably, hands coming to her hips to pull her closer.

your smile grows as billie's hands cup your face, her thumbs—both adorned with rings—caress your cheeks gently. her smile fades, but you know she's still very much comfortable and happy in your presence. the cool metal of her rings on your warm skin makes you shiver, and when billie realizes, her smile comes back instantly.

in just a few seconds, billie manages to remove your hand from her hip, slip a ring off the ring finger of her right hand, and smoothly push it onto your own ring finger. she examines your hand for a long moment, her hand gripping your wrist possessively as she takes in the sight.

"a little loose, but..." billie speaks, voice quiet. her eyes flick back to yours, and this time, you catch the desire and longing swirling in her eyes—those pretty blue ones that always had you in a trance, "i think it looks pretty good on you," she whispers, eyes slowly moving down to your lips.

"mrs. o'connell." she adds, a lazy smile tugging at her pretty lips. your other hand squeezes her hip gently as you bite the inside of your cheek. it was taking all of her willpower not to beg right now.

you shake your head with a quiet chuckle, leaning closer to her face. billie quickly closes the distance between you two when she realizes. her hand moves to your neck, fingers wrapping around your throat to pull you closer. she scoots closer to your body, her heart beating rapidly and her head spinning.

just the taste of your lips had her going insane, hips rutting against yours so that you could feel the strap she'd hidden beneath her boxers earlier that morning. you groan against her lips, and billie swallows the noise with pride, smiling against you as her tongue swipes along your lower lip.

you allow her tongue into your mouth happily, ears picking up on her needy whines as you fight against the wet muscle. in the end, you win, but billie doesn't give up her role that easily. reluctantly, she pulls away from your lips—but not without dragging your lip between her teeth, the action that always had you soaked, even more than you already were.

her hands leave your face, fingers brushing against the skin of your cheeks before trailing down your half-naked body—thank god you both only slept in your undergarments. her touch leaves a trail of fire behind, only adding to the aching feeling between your thighs. her eyes never leave yours, even as she reaches behind your back to unclasp your bra.

you let the straps fall off your shoulders, leaving billie to rip the piece of fabric from your arms, throwing it somewhere around the room. she practically drools at the sight of your tits on display for her, her hand coming back up to knead one of your boobs while her lips latch onto your other nipple. a soft whimper leaves her, eyes rolling back before shutting closed.

your fingers tangle themselves in her black strands, tugging at her roots and causing billie to moan against your skin. she clings to you like you're her lifeline, fingers digging into your breast so firmly yet with such care, her thumb rubbing circles along your nipple as she suckles on the other. it feels like she's in heaven, her head spinning with nothing but the image of you beneath her.

when she pulls away from your nipple, a thin strand of saliva forms, and billie licks her lips hungrily before trailing wet kisses down your stomach, stopping when she reaches the waistband of your panties. her eyes flick back up to yours, staring at you through her lashes, asking silently for permission to take the thin piece of fabric off of you.

"take 'em off, pretty." you whisper, voice quiet and breathy from how worked up billie had you already. your tone makes her shiver, and she wastes no time, fingers looping in the thin, pink waistband and tugging them down your thighs, legs, and ankles before throwing them to the side like she did your bra.

billie whines softly at just the scent of your arousal, scooting closer and taking her place between your legs, "m'wife's so pretty," she whispers to herself, but you hear. saying you were soaked was an understatement.

her finger glides through your folds, lips parting to let out a quiet sound of surprise at how drenched you were. she grinds against the mattress, the base of the strap-on rubbing against her clit perfectly. her cheek rests against your inner thigh, her breath fanning across your pussy.

you chuckle gently at her needy actions, your hands running down your body to grab handfuls of her hair again. she raises her head again, getting the memo whenever you nod your head in her direction. who was she to disobey her (soon-to-be) wife?

she pulls away from your pussy with a sad whine, eyes locked on your folds as she scoots off the bed to rid herself of her boxers. she steps out of them, the indigo cock standing proudly between her legs. her face flushes in embarrassment as she catches your gaze, her eyes leaving your body as she crawls back on the bed with her head hanging low.

both billie's index and middle fingers come up to her lips, spitting softly. you watch as the saliva drips down her lengthy fingers, your pussy clenching as she lowers her hand onto the strap-on, pumping the large cock in her hand. you huff impatiently, rutting your hips up against the nothing. a silent plea—or, more so, demand—for her to hurry up.

billie nods in understanding, biting her bottom lip harshly as she crawls even closer, her hands moving down to push your thighs even further apart. her eyes are locked on your soaked pussy, enamored by the way you clench around nothing. her heart beats faster in her chest as she lines up the tip of the strap-on with your entrance, breathing getting heavier at the anticipation.

"bil, hurry." you command quietly, your hands coming around to grab at her back, sneakily undoing the clasp on her bra. she bites her lip even harder when she realizes the straps slowly sliding down her shoulders, helping you by taking it off completely and throwing it to the side.

"jus—wait, baby," she murmurs, clit twitching at the sounds of your labored breaths and the faint smell of your perfume. her head hangs low, eyes fluttering closed as she thrusts her cock into your core slowly, her movements gentle as she whimpers, "fuck, ma—can you imagine how much better this'll feel on our wedding day?" she babbles, smiling at the thought.

you throw your head back against the soft pillows, her words barely registering in your head as you feel her splitting you open on her cock. your nails dig into her back, pulling her closer in the process and feeling her chest press against your own. the mix of billie's whimpers and your moans fills the room and both of your guys' ears.

one of billie's hands leaves your thigh as she begins to see a perfect pace—one that's not too fast, but not too slow either. her ring-clad fingers drag across your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake before she reaches your arm and pulls one of your hands from her back. billie pulls away slightly, kissing down your body until she reaches your nipple, taking the erect bud between her lips again.

"jus' like that, love," you praise, mouth falling open into an 'o' shape. your eyebrows furrow as billie thrusts deeper, not even noticing whenever she interlocks your fingers with hers—until you squeeze and feel her large hand squeeze back, "shit, you're such a good girl." you moan.

billie moans against your skin at the name, hips rutting into yours faster. her hand on your thigh spreads you further apart, fingers digging into your supple skin as she suckles on your nipple. the combined stimulation of her cock rubbing against your walls and her lips on your tit makes you feel like you're on another planet—drunk off of her.

"gonna make you m'wife," she mumbles, releasing your nipple with a 'pop' before she continues, "then 'm'gonna make you a mommy." she says, voice laced with nothing but lust and adoration for you and you only. billie lets her head rest in the crook of your neck, placing gentle, open mouthed kisses on your sweaty skin.

at her words, you finally realize that she's fuckjng you with her special strap—one that she rarely used, but it was still her favorite, "s'one?—fuck, y'know how much i love 'ts one, bil." you breathe, nails dragging down her back and leaving a trail of red marks.

she hisses softly at the pain, nipping down on your neck in response before she feels a light slap on her back, "sorry—sorry, didn't mean to." billie babbles, soothing the sting with her warm, wet tongue.

"y'close, mama?" she asks next, voice whiny and broken as she feels her own orgasm approaching. her hips rock the silicone cock deeper into your pussy with each thrust, the base brushing her clit and sending shocks all throughout her hot, trembling body, "please. please, want'chu you t'cum for me." she begs, eyebrows furrowing as her hand leaves yours reluctantly.

her fingertips brush against your sweaty skin, your hips bucking in response before her touch is gone again. your jaw somehow drops lower as billie begins to rub tight circles over your sensitive bundle of nerves, your nails digging into billie's back harder than before and definitely drawing blood.

billie didn't care. the only thing that mattered to her was getting you off, making you hers, and making you a mommy—even if it wasn't scientifically possible, who cared? not billie, that's for sure.

"fuck, baby, you're gonna make me—!" you cut yourself off with a gasp as she bites down softly on your nipple, sending shivers all throughout your body, "god, 'm'gonna cum, bil!" you warn, pulling her closer to your body once again, making her cock slide deeper between your walls—if that was even possible.

"please. please, sweetheart." she begs in that whiny tone of hers, and that was what finally did it for you. the knot in your stomach snapped instantly, and billie was quick to reach down between your two bodies, squeezing the base of her cock and releasing the fake cum into your tight walls. you almost lost it at the feeling.

billie helps you ride out your high, grunting gently into your ear and muttering, "you're gonna have my babies as soon as we get married, baby. gonna—gonna make you mine. all, fuck, all mine." she stutters, her own orgasm approaching as her thrusts get sloppier and sloppier with every second.

"c'mon, pretty," you breathe into her ear, your hand leaving her back to run your fingers through her hair. that simple motion gives her the final push she needed, her own orgasm hitting her in waves of pleasure as she slowly thrusts into you, "that's a good girl." you praise, and billie cries out.

her hips don't stop, though, slowly and slowly getting faster despite her oversensitive clit. she trembles above you, wanting—needing to fill you up again, although you were already leaking with both your cum and her own, "wan' more," she mumbles.

"jus' a few more f'you." she says it as more of a statement than an ask, and you can't deny her, not when she's giving you those pretty puppy eyes and pouting her lips.

"mrs. o'connell, mrs. o'connell, mrs. o'connell," she repeats it like a prayer, her hips rutting roughly against yours as she whimpers quietly. she was gonna marry you. she didn't know when, but she knew that she was definitely gonna put a ring on it.

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[thebluediner]

Hi! I love your insta posts “fics”. Would you be open to doing other social media posts or the texts/messages “fics” as well?

a/n: totally I just don't know how to do the text ones if you know teach me please the I will

SERIES OF INSTA STORIES

𝘆/𝗻𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙤:

𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦( 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴)

𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙤 :

𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦. 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘣𝘳𝘰.

𝘆/𝗻𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙤:

𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝘢𝘸𝘸𝘸𝘸𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭

𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙤:

𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵

𝘆/𝗻𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙤 :

𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴.

𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙤:

𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵

𝘆/𝗻𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙤:

𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘱 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥

𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙤:

𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘦

𝘆/𝗻𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙤:

𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 , 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧𝘧 ( 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱 )

[gracie-eilish]

could you write something about billie and reader whos insecure about her body?? with like lots of fluff and comfort🤍

pretty girl🪞

The late afternoon sun stretched lazily across the sky, casting golden hues over the backyard as the warm California breeze rustled the trees. The pool shimmered under the light, inviting and serene. Billie had been practically bouncing at the idea of a spontaneous swim, already clad in her swimsuit and tossing playful grins your way as she urged you to get ready.

You had agreed, laughing at her excitement, but now you stood frozen in front of the full-length mirror in your bedroom, stomach twisting into knots. The swimsuit you had picked out—one you had loved when you bought it—suddenly felt like the wrong choice. Every flaw you had ever noticed, every little insecurity, seemed to magnify under the unforgiving reflection. Your arms crossed over your stomach instinctively, as if shielding yourself from your own gaze.

Billie’s laughter echoed from outside the room, along with Sharks barking, the sounds soft and full of life. But she must’ve noticed your absence, because a few moments later, the door creaked open, and her voice, sweet and gentle, called out, “Baby?”

You swallowed hard, pressing your lips together. “I’ll be out in a sec,” you said, trying to sound normal. But Billie wasn’t one to be fooled so easily.

She stepped in, already barefoot and slightly damp from testing the water, her hair loose and slightly tousled. The second she saw you standing in front of the mirror, unmoving, a knowing softness melted into her features.

She didn’t say anything at first, just padded across the room and came up behind you, her arms snaking around your waist as she rested her chin on your shoulder. You felt the warmth of her body instantly, her presence grounding you in a way nothing else could.

“What’s goin’ on in that pretty little head of yours?” she murmured, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder.

You hesitated, fingers fidgeting with the hem of your swimsuit. “I just… I don’t know. I don’t feel great.” Your voice was quiet, but Billie heard every word. “I don’t like how I look in this.”

Billie frowned, and before you could move away, she tightened her grip, pressing herself closer. “Oh, no. Nope. Not gonna let you do that.” Her voice was light, teasing but firm. “You’re standing here looking like a whole dream, and I’m supposed to just let you talk bad about my girl?”

A soft chuckle escaped you despite the insecurity still lingering in your chest. “Billie…”

“What?” she challenged, nuzzling her nose against your neck. “I’m serious. Look at you.” She turned her head so you could see both of your reflections in the mirror—her arms still locked around your waist, her expression nothing but pure adoration. “You see what I see?”

You sighed, eyes flickering to the reflection before quickly looking away. “I just see me.”

Billie hummed, pressing a slow, lingering kiss against your jawline. “Mhm. And you are stunning. Breathtaking. The kind of gorgeous that makes my heart race every time I look at you.”

Heat bloomed across your cheeks. “You’re biased.”

“Obviously,” she quipped, grinning. “But that doesn’t make it any less true.” She let her hands slide gently over your sides, her touch slow and deliberate. “You see this?” She squeezed your waist slightly, then trailed her hands to rest just above your stomach. “I love this. So much.”

You swallowed, a little nervous. “Why?”

Billie tsked, feigning offense. “Why? Oh, baby, let me count the ways.” She turned her attention back to the mirror, her fingers tracing small patterns against your skin. “First of all, you fit so perfectly in my arms. Like you were made for me to hold onto. And this tummy right here?” She pressed another kiss to your shoulder. “The softest, warmest, most comforting place on Earth. You know how much I love laying my head here? Feels like home.”

A small laugh escaped you, and Billie grinned, clearly encouraged. “Your thighs?” She let her hands trail lower, squeezing affectionately. “Oh, don’t even get me started. Absolute perfection. The perfect lap for me to sit in, by the way.”

You groaned playfully. “You’re ridiculous.”

“And you’re gorgeous,” she shot back without missing a beat. “Baby, look at you. Every inch of you is so you, and I’m completely obsessed.”

Her hands slid back up, resting over your heart as she nuzzled into your neck, pressing tiny, delicate kisses along your jaw. “You wanna know what I see when I look in the mirror?” she whispered.

You bit your lip. “What?”

“I see my girl.” Her voice softened, full of genuine adoration. “The most beautiful person I’ve ever known, inside and out. I see someone who makes me laugh, who makes me feel safe, who is so damn easy to love that sometimes I don’t even know how to handle it. And I wish you could see yourself the way I do.”

Your eyes stung slightly, overwhelmed by how much love Billie poured into every word. You blinked at your reflection again, and for the first time, instead of picking apart the things you didn’t like, you saw Billie behind you, holding you close like you were something precious. Like you were everything.

She noticed the shift, the way your body relaxed just a little, and smiled against your skin. “There she is,” she whispered. “There’s my baby.”

You exhaled, the tightness in your chest loosening as you leaned back into her hold. “I love you.”

Billie grinned, pressing one final kiss to your cheek. “Love you more.” Then, with a mischievous glint in her eye, she suddenly spun you around and scooped you up into her arms, making you squeal in surprise.

“Billie!”

She laughed, effortlessly carrying you toward the door. “Enough mirror talk. You, me, pool, now.”

“But—”

“Nope. No buts. The only thing I wanna see right now is you in the water, looking like the goddess you are.” She winked. “And maybe if you’re lucky, I’ll let you dunk me first.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t fight the smile tugging at your lips. With Billie looking at you like that, with love in every inch of her expression, your insecurities didn’t seem quite as loud anymore.

Maybe, just maybe, you were as beautiful as she said you were.

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𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐍 ꩜ 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐄𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬. you and your best friend billie had your monthly sleepover consisting of a movie night and slurpees… she might’ve slurped sum else too.

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭. no but inspired by a request i got for madz

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. SMUT ! oral f!receiving, fingering, scissoring, talks of finding yourself kinda, confusing and conflicting feels, basically relatable content [ especially for me ] a little deep on this one.

𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬. the synopsis i cannot — anyway, this was inspired by a madz request i got! tried making a divider, i got the inspiration from pinterest [ click here to be added to my billie eilish taglist ]

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭. 3.6k.

“so i’m thinking like three different chips, maybe two candies and… slurpees?” billie smiled excitedly. “we have to go all out since we didn’t have a sleepover last month!! c’mon, ill pay.” she moved forward super close to you practically touching your nose.

you rolled your eyes moving forward as your foreheads touched narrowing your eyes. “okay.” you said, quietly laughing with a grin on your face.

you and billie have always been super close. you spent practically every day together and if it weren’t for your parents you’d have a sleepover every week.

most people at school thought you two were a bit too close but you both never gave your friendship a second thought, well, you didn’t give your friendship a second thought. billie though, growing up she found herself thinking about you as more than just a friend but she pushed that thought to the back of her mind with fear of messing with your friendship — which she would never put in jeopardy.

you grabbed your snacks and slushees deciding which ones to get. billie insisted you picked them all out before you headed back to her house.

this time you both were in the living room because her parents were out of town. so, you both set it up a little more dramatically than you usually would in her room. you brought the couch cushions together to make a makeshift bed with a bunch of fluffy blankets. then, billie brought out a bowl and platter for your chips and a spot to set down your slushees.

after a few minutes of setting everything up, you finally sat down and began to decide on a movie. “what are we feeling?” she questioned, scrolling through netflix.

you looked at the rows of movies showing up on the screen before something caught your eye. “fear street…” you read. “it’s horror, and — oo it’s a trilogy! fear street 1994, 1978, and 1666.” you looked toward her excitedly.

she pressed her lips together trying to stifle a laugh. “so i’m guessing your choice is that one?" she hovered over the movie.

you nodded, "yeah we can watch all three. movie marathon!" you sang out.

she obliged putting on the first movie of the trilogy. throughout the movie it was good, you both commented on how crazy the storyline was and how cute the main characters were until one particular scene came about.

you sat on the couch legs crisscrossed practically mesmerized by the scene before you. you became overly aware of billie’s shoulder next to yours, the room heating up around you.

the scene was short but it still clouded your mind for the rest of the movie — your thoughts running a mile a minute.

by the time the second movie was wrapping up, you felt the energy in the room shift. the air felt charged somehow — heavy — with something unspoken.

the third movie started, bringing its scene to the start of the storyline all the way back in 1666. two girls who both had a secret attraction to each other but couldn’t act on it because of the views of their village.

you felt for the girls, in a way that you didn’t know you could feel. the scenes continued and as more scenes passed — the more the story made sense. every scene was important but there was one particular scene that stuck with you even more.

your fingers toyed with the edge of the blanket that covered your and billie’s legs as the scene unfolded. the two girls had gone out into the empty woods together after a fight had broken out. you didn’t pay much attention to the dialogue of the interaction — you paid more to the energy shift between them.

you eyes were fixed on the screen as the two girls, deena and sam, shared an emotional and deeply tender moment.

your breathing hitched and your chest tightened, a strange warmth spreading through you that you couldn’t explain. you had seen many romantic scenes before — but this one felt… different. it felt so real. it felt like something you couldn’t tear your eyes away from.

what pulled your eyes away from the screen was when you moved your gaze over to billie, whose face was lit by the glow of the tv screen. her expression was unreadable, her lips slightly parted, her focus locked on the screen. you quickly turned your head back moving your eyes away from her, your cheeks flushed.

by the time the movie ended, you couldn’t sit still. your mind was racing and your body was tense. the silence between you both was deafening, interrupted by the ending credits song starting.

billie finally broke the quiet. “that was so good! holy shit.” she smiled, before looking at you.

you cleared your throat a bit trying to shake the thoughts from your brain. “yeah.” you whispered, your voice not sounding too convincing.

billie noticed the shift in your energy quicker than anything. she moved her posture to face you before speaking up. “you okay? you’ve been quiet since—” she stopped herself, before softening her gaze. “since that scene.”

you stiffened, your fingers twisting the blanket with anxiousness. “i’m fine.”

she tilted her head, unconvinced. “yn.” she knew you better than anyone in the world including your parents and yourself.

you sighed, knowing exactly what she was thinking. your chest rose and fell unevenly. “it’s stupid.” you mumbled, bringing your knees up to your chest.

“it’s not stupid if it’s bothering you yn.” billie’s eyebrows furrowed.

you hesitated, your throat feeling dry. “it’s just… that scene. it made me feel… weird? i… don’t know why. it’s like… it hit me in a way i wasn’t expecting, and now i can’t stop thinking about it.”

billie stayed quiet in response to your confession. her eyes scanned your face searching for some kind of telling.

you noticed the longing stare she gave you. “it’s not just the scene…” you whispered, your heart twisting and churning. “it’s you..” you confessed in realization. “sitting here with you i—” you stopped yourself, not wanting to say things you might not know the truth of.

you shook your head trying to take a deep breath to calm yourself down. you swallowed harshly, “i don’t know what’s happening to me, bils.” you admitted.

billie’s heart pounded as the air surrounding her became thick. she found the courage to reach her hand out toward you, brushing your hand. “you’re not alone.” she said softly.

you looked up, your eyes searching hers. “what do you mean?”

billie took in a shaky deep breath. “i… i felt it too — during that scene.” she bit her lip nervously. “and i have felt it before, with you.” she looked you into your eyes.

your heart practically stopped right then and there. you wanted to speak but you felt like all the words you thought of and wanted to say, that they couldn’t make their way out of your mouth.

billie spoke up, noticing the trouble you had been having. “i would’ve said something but i’ve just been too scared to say anything because i don’t know if you’d… if you’d feel the same.”

your breathing hitched, your pulse roared in your ears. “you’ve felt… felt it?”

billie nodded avoiding eye contact with you, “yeah. and it’s confusing and scary, and it feels like my chest is about to explode every time i try n think about it. but…” she stuttered her hand running through her hair, “but it also feels good. like it just — just makes sense.” she finally looked up to look into your eyes.

the space between you both felt smaller now, the air filling with tension. your gaze flicked to billie’s lips, then back to her eyes. “i don’t know what to do with this feeling…” you whispered with a conflicting feeling.

her hand moved to cup your cheek, her thumb softly brushing against it — the touch sending electricity through your veins. “we don’t have to know. not right now, okay? we can just… feel.”

you leaned into her touch instinctively, your heart pounding so loudly you were sure she could hear it. slowly, billie found her forehead pressing against yours, your breaths mingling in the quiet.

the moment hung there, suspended, until you tilted your head, your lips brushing against hers. the kiss was soft, tentative, their movements slow as you both felt your way through this unfamiliar territory.

billie’s hand slid to the back of your neck, her fingers tangling their way through your hair. your hand gripped the blanket over them before hesitantly moving to rest on her waist, pulling her closer.

you felt the kiss deepen, not rushed but full of quiet intensity, a mixture of nervousness and something unspoken that somehow had always been there, waiting to rise up to the surface.

when you both pulled away, you stayed close to each other — your noses brushing together and breaths shaky.

“is this okay?” billie whispered up against your lips.

you nodded, your fingers brushing against her side. “yeah, it’s… it’s more than okay.” you licked your bottom lip moving closer.

she nodded, building up the courage to kiss you once more but stood there admiring the way you looked angelic in the tv glow.

your eyes moved all over her face before you made the move to kiss her. your lips molded with each other softly and passionately with more need this time.

you liked it. the feeling of her lips on yours. your skin touching hers. it felt so good — so right. you could taste the faint flavor of cherry from the slurpee on her tongue as the kiss became more hungry. she slipped her tongue into your mouth again before she pushed you onto your back. she then straddled you still never letting your lips disconnect.

you felt hot and needy in between your legs and felt the same thing between hers. the small gasps that came from your mouth showed billie that you enjoyed what was happening but she still wanted to your thoughts on what she wanted to do next.

her hands moved from your face all the way down to your chest then your lower stomach. “we’re just feeling right?” she gulped, out of breath.

you didn’t register what she meant but responded with a slow nod. “mmm — yeah? yeah… we are.”

she took another deep slow breath before moving down your lap and moving her hands to the waistband of your shorts. “and if you like… what i’m doing — i could keep going. if you don’t, i could stop.” you still didn’t get what was going on until she trailed her fingers inside a bit, beneath your underwear as well.

you took a deep breath leaning back on your elbows trying to calm down. your mind immediately went to the movie scene, the way you felt — the way it made your body feel. you felt needy for that in the moment. the way you felt all uncomfortable but a good uncomfortable, as if there was an itch you wanted to scratch. that’s exactly how you felt right now with billie making a move toward that kind of thing.

just to be sure you wanted to ask. “stop… stop what exactly?” you questioned, still looking down at her.

she smiled softly before tugging down your shorts a bit. “just… stop me from tasting you.” she still pulled down your shorts slowly looking up at you waiting for your response.

the only response you had, had to do with your body. the fact that you nodded while wanting to clench your thighs and soothe that feeling down there showed you that this is what you wanted. your only worry would be that this would change everything, something you didn’t want to happen but at this point — you couldn’t stop yourself.

she pulled your shorts down before taking them fully off leaving you in your underwear. she noticed the damp spot in between your legs. “you’re sure?” she asked, her tongue touching her lower lip.

your chest moved up and down as you tried to build the courage. you let out a breath, “yeah, i’m… i’m sure.”

she nodded before moving to take off your underwear. she tugged them down the same she did with the shorts and tossed them to the side giving you a full view of your pussy. you felt exposed and quite nervous so you closed your thighs. she giggled shortly, bringing her hands up to keep them from closing. “it’s okay..” she whispered through the low light.

she moved your legs away from each other so she could see you again and moved her head down. your heart felt like it was about to beat out of your chest when you felt her give one lick. your body reacted instantly as your back arched slightly and your breathing stopped abruptly. she looked up at you before taking another lick — the eye contact doing something insane to you.

she slowly got more comfortable with it starting to suck softly on your clit. your hand found its way to her hair tugging on it and trying to pull her closer. “fuck—” you moaned as her tongue dipped into your entrance then brought your slick up to your clit.

she sucked and moved her tongue around picking up her pace before speaking up. “tell me if… if it feels good. tell me what feels good. wanna make you feel good.” she blabbered taking your clit again into your mouth and sucking on it harshly.

“that — that feels really fucking good. i’m… oh fuck bils.” you moved the hair out of her face again to see her actions on your clit. “yeah, jus’ like that…” you moaned throwing your head back.

she nodded against your pussy harshly pushing her tongue on you. the mix of her saliva and your arousal adding to the squelching wet sounds.

she brought her fingers up to slowly inch inside you providing more feeling and pleasure. she hummed against your clit as her fingers thrust inside of you. you couldn’t help but move your hips up to meet her tongue, practically trying to ride her. your eyes clenched shut, “fuck billie… i feel so — oh fuck..” you couldn’t get your words out.

billie felt you getting closer and closer wanting to bring you to that state of ecstasy. she licked, sucked, and slurped everything up before letting it fall onto your clit and doing it all over again until you came undone on her tongue.

you tried to catch your breath as billie brought her face away from you and up to face you, her hand wiping your slick from her chin. she licked her lips, “so… did you— did you like that?” she asked, shy and nervous.

your eyes were filled with lust as you responded. “mhm — i… i loved it.” you nodded before getting on your knees in front of her and taking her hands in yours. “let me make you feel good too?” you looked at her lips before leaning forward and capturing them in a kiss.

she whimpered against your lips as she felt your hands touch her waist. billie couldn’t wait for you to take off her clothes so she did it for you, removing both her shorts and underwear leaving you both bottomless. “i… can we try something?”

you were practically hypnotized by her so you nodded eager to hear what she had to say.

she sat back against the couch armrest with her legs wide open. she touched herself a little bringing the arousal from her entrance to her clit. “want you to… rub yourself on me, please.” you gulped, trying to figure out how exactly she wanted you to do it. “you just—” she started sitting up and pulling you closer. “put this leg over mine and rub yourself onto me.” she tapped your right leg. “do you want me to show you first?”

you nodded pressing your lips together not wanting to do anything wrong. she obliged your request pushing you back onto you laying flat on the couch. your head wasn’t elevated or anything so it was hard to see what she was doing but you felt her lift your right leg up and push it back against your chest, then she made her way on top of you. before you knew it, she placed her own pussy on yours.

she fixed herself so she was right on top of you then started moving slowly. your mouth fell open at this new sensation. you looked up to find billie already staring at you. “how does it feel?”

you poked your tongue. “it feels really good.” your head moved back as your eyes fluttered shut. you felt so hot and sweaty, you wondered if it’d be okay to take off your shirt. you felt your adrenaline take over so you decided to do it anyway. you took it off and tossed it off the couch before unclasping your bra and doing the same with it as well leaving you topless.

billie’s moved her hips faster and harsher upon seeing you feel more comfortable with her. she decided to avoid making you feel alone she took off her own shirt and bra leaving her in her bare skin. your hands rested on her hips trying to push her to move faster. “please, faster bils. feels so good..” you whined softly.

billie nodded. “c’mon, you try.” she said lying down on her back. you felt that feeling of edge simmer so you hurriedly tried to move your legs mirroring what billie was doing. you looked at her for reassurance as you moved your legs over hers. “yeah, that’s good.” she nodded.

you brought yourself down pushing over her trying to find that specific spot that made your legs feel like jelly. you looked at billie trying to read her expression as a way to help you that you found her sweet spot too. she bit her lip moving her hair away from her face. she hummed with pleasure as you moved your pussy over a particular spot.

you smiled lightly, trying to repeat that action over that same spot. “yeah yn, just like that, please.” she moaned resting her hands on your hips. “such a pretty girl.” she purred, her face contorting as you grinded over her own pussy. the wetness in between making the smallest noises. that feeling you felt earlier was coming back almost becoming too much.

your hand rested over her leg that was off to the side and resting against the side of her chest. you moved with passionate eyes on that amazing feeling that was coursing up through you. “oh shit bils… i’m — i’m gonna cum.” you cried out, the pleasure blinding you.

she moved her head to the side clenching the couch. “me too yn… fuck — keep moving like that, please. jus like that.”

desperate spurts of moans escaped your throat as you kept your hips moving faster and harsher. you were right there you just needed a little push.

you looked down at billie to see her eyes fluttered closed with her lip between her teeth. that look on her face, the fact that it was you that was making her feel this good brought you right where you needed. you felt that feeling spread from your pussy throughout your whole body. “shit— i’m cumming!” you cried out.

billie only responded with a low guttural moan, grabbing onto your thighs as she came undone beneath you as well. her thighs shook as she cried out head thrown back against the couch with a blinding wave of pleasure crashing through her.

after the minute of whimpers and whines had passed, you had collapsed on top of billie, breathless and exhausted.

you didn’t know what to say. you both were a bit quiet for a moment before billie spoke up, breaking the silence. “this changes things, right?” her voice was barely above a whisper.

you nodded slowly, “yeah.” swallowing harshly you continued. “but i don’t think it’s a bad thing.” you admitted, mostly to yourself.

billie nodded, “it’s not.” her quiet voice was so soft. “it just feels different.” her thumb rubbing circles over your skin.

you agreed, your nerves still swarming inside you but billie was able to calm you down. “yeah, it is different.” you moved the blanket so that it covered you both, your naked skin in contact with hers.

billie shifted slightly still feeling unsettled. her movement was slow like she didn’t want to freak you out or startle you. she reached for your hand lacing them together, “are you okay?”

you hesitated, your eyes dropping to your intertwined hands. “i think so… it’s just a lot. i didn’t expect this y’know? i mean, i’ve always felt close to you but this — it’s new and kinda scary.”

billie gave your hand a gentle squeeze. “it’s scary for me too.” she admitted. “but that’s okay because we don’t have to have all the answers right now.”

you looked up and made eye contact with her finally seeing her face in full. “you make it sound so easy.” you whispered, feeling her so close.

she chuckled cuddling closer to you. “its not simple but if we have each other and we promise to always be there and be honest with each other, we’ll be okay.” her hand rested on your cheek.

you nodded leaning into her soft touch. “one step at a time.” you stated.

billie smiled. “exactly, so first step, how about we finish these snacks and instead make this a date? another movie?”

you looked in between her eyes before nodding. “i’d definitely like that.” you spoke softly. in response, she leaned down and pecked your lips softly.

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