#billy gunn fanfic

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Can i request a NSFW fic with Billy Gunn? I'll leave the plot up to you and your wonderful writing skills

Splish splash

Billy Gunn X fem reader (18+) SMUT, oral (f receiving)

Summary: Billy takes care of Y/n after she breaks her foot during her match. What happens when she slips and falls in the shower and can't get up?

Main Masterlist Billy Gunn Masterlist

The worst part of breaking your foot was having to have someone sit outside the bathroom in case you fell in the shower. I hated having Billy sit outside as he waited for me to shower. As much as he claimed he didn't mind It made me feel weird at times. What if I actually fell? He would have to see me naked. I would look like an idiot spread out on the shower floor with half of my leg wrapped in plastic. It was fine at first. Billy wouldn't dare to look at me wrapped in a towel as I hopped to get clean clothes. He said if I ever fell he would close his eyes the whole time and not even peek. Now all I could feel was his eyes on me. He would help me from the bathroom to the bedroom and offer to help me put my stupid pants on. I would always decline but always wondered what if.

After yet another long day I knew a hot shower would get my mind off of how I was feeling. Unfortunately, Billy would still be my guard dog if I died in the shower. I knew it would happen at some point but this time I really did fall. Like an idiot I dropped my shampoo and when I went to pick it up BANG, I fell right on my ass.

"FUCK!" I yelled as painfully fell.

"You alright in there?" Billy yelled though the door, voice filled with concern,

"No! I fell!!" I yelled to Billy on the other side, embarrassed

"Okay, I'm coming in!"

"Don't look at me!"

"Okay, okay. I'll keep my eyes closed"

Billy threw a towel at me and I tried to cover up as best as possible as he tried to help me out of the shower. It was awkward, to say the least. Once I was in a standing position and was able to fully wrap the small towel around my body. Billy opened his eyes. "You alright?" Billy asked me quietly. "No" "Here let me just carry you the rest of the way" I let Billy pick me up and he carefully walked across the room, placing me on the bed carefully. "Let me see" "No" "Come on Y/n, I just want to make sure you didn't hurt yourself more when you fell" I hesitated at first but ended up dropping the towel. Feeling vulnerable underneath Billy.

He winced at the bruise that started to form on my hip. "Ouch, that looks like it hurts," said Billy "No shit" I responded angrily. "Do you want me to kiss it better?" He asked shyly "What?" "Do you want me to kiss it better? It will make you feel better? Let me help Y/n. Let me make you feel better" I was at a loss of words. What does he mean make you feel better? I was fine up until I fell. I didn't like whatever it was that was going on but I couldn't lie and pretend like I didn't want this.

"Just be careful," I told him nervously "Don't worry baby, I will be so gentile" I didn't know what I was expecting Billy to do. Like he mentioned, he placed a delicate kiss on my bruising hip. Then he began to leave more soft kisses along my body. Kissing my hips, my thighs, and my chest, he praised my body with kisses before nuzzling between my thighs. He left kisses and small bites all along my inner thighs.

My body was filled with anticipation, waiting for his next move. Just then we made eye contact. He was asking for permission, I gave a slight nod and I noticed that his eyes turned a deep dark blue.

Billy took his time, slowly sucking and niping at my inner thighs before he began to slowly eat me out. He kept his promise, he was gentile, every move was delicate as if he was scared he would break me. He was slowly making me come undone and I hated and loved it at the same time. He delicitly kissed my clit before he began to suck on it. He was killing me, I covered my mouth to hide the moans that fell out to which Billy didn't like. "I want to hear how good I make you feel baby. Don't get all shy on me now darling" I could feel my cheeks turn red at his comments.

I pulled rather hard on his hair as he passionity ate me out. He was a messy pussy eater but it just added to the sensation. I started to feel that knot growing in my stomach, I needed more. "Tell me what you want baby, tell me what you need" "I need more, I need to feel more" I didn't even recognize myself with how pathetic I sounded. "Harder" I could feel him laugh at my comments, the vibrations sending sparks throughout my body. Just then I felt Billy start to finger me, adding to the growing sensation. He started with two but was quick to add a third, finding my sweet spot effortlessly. He was rough, eating me out like his life depended on it. He knew I was close. "That's it right there baby, cum for me" he praised and with that I came hard.

Billy continued to eat me out during my orgasm, licking up every drop. When I finally caught my breath Billy pulled away. I coudn't help the wine that left my lips from the loss of contact. "Fuck, you taste so fucking good, so sweet" I blushed at the complement. With Billy now standing above me I could see the buldge in his pants. I coudn't help but palm his clothed erection. "What a needy girl. I just made you cum" Billy said seductivly. "I need more, I need to feel you in me"

[magnoliacharmed]

Michelangelo’s Billy Gunn

18+, Billy Gunn x Fem!Reader one shot

[Also available on Archive of Our Own!]

Word count: ~2.6k

Tags: Flirting, teasing, making out, handjobs, hair pulling, condomless sex)

Summary:

Billy Gunn pops his gum at you, chases you around an arena, then makes you beg for him.

"You sure do like to stare at me."

"Huh?"

Oops. You really were staring at Billy Gunn himself. His well sculpted frame towered over you as he obnoxiously chewed his gum. A small mischievous smile was plastered on his face. He could be so irritating! Sometimes you were sure that while the rest of his body matured his brain was still stuck at 16 years old.

"You're staring at me. I understand why, though." Billy raised his arm up to flex his bicep and smiled even wider at you. You rolled your eyes at him even though on the inside you burned with an embarrassing amount of desire for the man. You couldn't help but get a little mesmerized at him, especially when he ran around oiled up in the tiny shorts with his nickname sprawled across the back. Only he could make something as ridiculous as Mr. Ass work in his favor.

"Tell me Billy, are you really an ass man?"

More loud chewing. "Wouldn't you like to know? For you, I'm an anything man." His eyes sparkled with playfulness.

He'd stared at you quite a few times but had managed never to be caught. Your role as backstage interviewer gave him leeway to mess with you. He'd watch you fix your makeup or outfit then flirt with you right before the camera came on to get you flustered. It worked the first few times, something that pissed you off and turned you on. After that you steeled yourself against him. Unfortunately, or maybe very fortunately, that only made him want to try harder.

"Well, I'm no liar. I was staring at you. You're just the most handsome man in this entire arena. The whole city, even. The entire world! How could I not stare at you?" You leaned forward to squeeze his bicep. Your head fell back exaggeratedly in mock ecstasy. It was starting to get harder to pretend that you didn't want him to fuck your brains out. He on the other hand always made his desire for you well known.

"I've been thinking, you should change your name to Michelangelo's Billy Gunn. But Michelangelo's Mr. Ass would be much funnier..." You tapped at your chin in faux deep thought.

Billy gestured down to his crotch, thrusting forward to you slightly with the famous "suck it" gesture. Of course he was wearing those little shorts again! You felt like such a pervert every time you took a peek at him.

"That just wouldn't be accurate. My dick is way bigger than that sculpture's. Wanna see?" He pulled down his shorts the tiniest bit, a smattering of blonde hair decorating his tanned skin.

Yes!

"I could report you for all this, you know."

Billy's head tilted to the side innocently while he pulled the shorts back into place. "You wouldn't do that, would you?"

"Ugh, you're so annoying!" Your cheeks burned hot at his expression. He always looked like he was seconds away from pulling your dress up and taking you right there.

Billy laughed at you stomping away from him, your heels clicking loudly against the flooring.

---

A few hours later you stood by the craft table. Your mouth absently chewed at the end of a dried up carrot stick while you stared into space. What were you going to do about Billy? What could you do about him? Sure, you could shut down the flirtatious banter and remind him to be professional. Or you could continue on messing with each other, a constant feedback loop of innuendo and lustful glances.

"Still thinking about me, baby?"

Billy materialized in front of you. You'd been so lost in thought that the sound of the entirely too crunchy carrot blocked out the noise of his gum popping. He was due out in the ring soon. The shirt he was wearing earlier was now gone. His chest and torso gleamed under the arena lighting, oil rubbed into his skin with no spots missed (you ran your eyes up and down his body a few times, just to be extra super-duper sure). Your legs shifted underneath you at the sight. His eyes were covered by a tiny pair of circular sunglasses that didn't do much to hide his amused expression.

"You look like one of the three blind mice."

Billy laughed loudly at you in an over the top fashion, his hand resting on his stomach. You sure loved to poke fun of him, something he thought was endearing.

"One day I'm gonna fuck all of those little jokes out of you." Billy's voice came out rougher than he expected it to.

The neck of your dress was cut extra low tonight. The charm on the necklace you wore fell right where your cleavage met. It rested comfortably at the soft flesh. If he was bolder or had a few drinks in him he would've stuck his face right there between them to be surrounded by your warmth. He'd brush it off by motorboating you and shrugging nonchalantly after the fact. He restrained himself though. Billy knew that he'd soon be able to feel all of you and not just as part of a crass joke.

You cleared your throat at Billy's unwavering gaze.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ass? You sure are staring intently at me. I'd hate for the whole world to see how hard you are."

Your fingers slowly reached up to fix the neckline of the dress. You deliberately pulled and smoothed over the fabric covering your tits. You lingered while you pushed them up to readjust them, holding them up as an invitation. As soon as Billy began to speak, you let your hands fall down.

"Missed your chance! Nice to see you be the speechless one for a change."

He loved it when you teased back at him. Billy took a step forward and closed the gap between the both of you. His body radiated with wanting, his chest heaving at the thought of being inside you.

"When I come back out, you're gonna see just what you get from making me this hard."

He'd never sounded so… undone. So overcome. No more games. You'd finally made him snap. There was no way he was going to be able to keep his hands off you now. You watched him run his fingers through his blond, yellow-white hair. You got fidgety at the muscles rippling through his arms.

"I think you're on. I'll see you after the match!" You winked at him while picking up a shriveled up piece of celery. He left you standing there, his face more strained than you'd ever seen it.

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The match was over faster than you thought it'd be. Billy had won with ease, despite not being able to focus, which put him in a great mood. Sweat furrowed on his brow and ran down his chest. The man was a living sculpture, carved and created just for you to stare at lewdly. He also happened to be approaching you rapidly while these thoughts picked at you. Your eyes widened at his determined stride towards you, a nervous smile popping on to your face. You bowed at him with a flourish.

"Congratulations. I'm glad I could motivate--"

Billy wordlessly picked you up and pressed himself into you. You wriggled around in his iron grip and kicked your legs under him. You felt his erection press against your thighs right where your dress ended. His lips were dangerously close to your neck. Being held so close by him made your panties flood. You got even wetter when he smacked your ass, then squeezed a cheek.

"I'll show you just how motivated I am."

You managed to escape him by pinching his shoulder roughly. He dropped you in shock, your heels clattering against the floor. His cock pressed against the stretched fabric of shorts in an obscene way. You tried your hardest to not return your gaze down to it every few seconds.

"You got my dress all messed up with your stupid oil." Little stains dotted your dress. Hopefully it'd be able to be dry cleaned. You really did like it and not just because it seemed to get Billy going.

"Come here," Billy whispered. The lust dripped off of him.

"Mm, I don't think I will." You stepped backwards away from him. His hand reached out to grab you again but you side stepped him. "What are you gonna do, chase me?"

Billy knew that you knew how much he liked to play silly games like this. Small steps backwards continued to move you away from him. Your tongue stuck out in jest before you turned around to run away around the arena.

With anyone else they would've let you run around like an idiot. Billy took off after you instead, much faster than you even after a match. Your heels didn't help your speed either. You wobbled in them with every turn around a corner. Your giggles echoed against the concrete walls while you did your best to not trip over giant wires from the surrounding A/V equipment. Confused expressions from the crew flashed in your vision by you every minute or so. Billy let out a growl to play up the big, scary monster he loved pretending to be.

Soon enough you reached the very back end of the arena. It was completely bare and barely lit, old lights flickering on and off disconcertingly. You turned on your heel after abruptly meeting the wall at the end of the hallway when Billy slowed down to a walk towards you.

"Looks like I won." Billy moved in to you again. You leaned back against the wall and watched him. He was practically jumping out of his skin with need. Your breathing was embarrassingly heavy. You couldn't tell if it was from the chase or from Billy's presence.

"Looks like you did, Billy. Are you going to claim your prize?"

Your back pushed even further against the cold wall as Billy leaned in to kiss you. His tongue swirled around yours eagerly, his hands running the length of your thighs. The kiss made your head swirl with anticipation. It was just the right amount of rough and passionate. Your hips involuntarily pushed into his lower half. With no thought in your mind besides "I need you,", you fiddled around to pull his shorts down and pull out his cock. You used his precome to slick him up, your hand wrapping around his girth with a steady grip. Billy groaned into your mouth at you dragging up the length of him.

His hand was in your hair with a forceful grip. He unlatched himself from your kiss while you continued to stroke to check your expression. Your mouth had fallen open with a lopsided, love-drunk sort of smile. You liked the way he smiled back at you, then closed his eyes when you stroked faster. The way he turned you by your hair to face the wall made you lose your handle on his cock with the movement. Huffing breaths at not being able to feel his hardness any more were dashed by his hands pulling down the front of your dress. Billy began to massage your tits so tenderly it caused you to twitch in confusion. Your moan was loud and strangled at the feeling of him pinching your nipple. He rolled the bud between his thumb and index finger with no plans of stopping any time soon.

"You want me, baby?"

"Yeeesss," The word dragged out of you. Your inner thighs squeezed against themselves, your clit begging for attention. Billy's words shot through you like lightning. He was still teasing you, just like the nuisance he was.

"Again. You want me?" His teeth nipped against your ear. You swore you could feel him smiling. How was he still able to mess with you like that? Bastard!

"Yes, Billy, fuck!"

"You don't know how long I've waited to hear you say that."

With one fluid motion, your dress was pulled up around your waist and your panties had fallen to the floor. Your cheek was pressed up against the wall, the coolness of it sending little shivers across your bare chest. Billy didn't bother to be gentle when he entered you with a long stroke. His hand gripped even tighter into your hair as he began to thrust with dragged out, deliberate movements. He wanted you to feel every inch of him, to feel like you were on the verge of collapsing every time his tip hit your g-spot.

Billy liked the way your muscles fluttered around him, the way you begged and pleaded for you to fuck you harder. He pulled your head up just slightly from the wall while your eyes rolled back in your head. His free hand rested on your stomach to pull you closer to him. Your legs threatened to give out at the sensation of being so thoroughly filled up by him.

He laughed at the way you squirmed around him. It wasn't cruel or mean, just extremely happy. Finally he got to be inside you after weeks of back and forth flirting. You (poorly) acted like you weren't that into him, which didn't fool either of you. As much as you attempted to be professional during your interviews or tried not to indulge in his crass humor he got you to fall for his frat boy charm. It wasn't long before you started to bite your lip when he passed by and laughed at his silly jokes. Now here you were blindly clawing at his thighs for release, mumbling and whimpering his name in pleasure.

You were so close. You thought you would pass out when his fingers started to rub against your clit.

"Harder!" Your voice was breathy. It was so cute how insatiable you were for him. His hips snapped roughly into you, each movement becoming more and more uncertain. The breathing between the two of you and sounds of him moving inside you bounced against the wall. You really hoped no one could hear you. Billy hoped everyone could.

"Now you know… that I wasn't just… playing around." His lips were back at your ear. "When I said I'd fuck you… I meant it."

You nodded lazily at his words, not able to move your head much. They registered somewhere in your mind amongst the deepening feeling of him in you. The hold of his fingers at the base of your scalp was beginning to hurt in the best way. You were so hot around him it made his dick throb. With every plunge of himself amongst your walls, Billy felt you gush out under him. Your wetness covered your thighs causing them to shine under the dull lighting. Billy removed his hand from your stomach to reach down and wipe up some of it onto his fingers. He continued to hold on your hair to bend his knees, angling himself to fuck up into you. His index and middle finger spread apart to see the trails your arousal made between them.

The two fingers made their way to your lips. You opened your mouth immediately to suck on them with delight. When you hummed around them, Billy couldn't take any more.

His come shot inside you with rapid, hot spurts. A groan much louder than his earlier one hitched out of his lungs. You clenched down on him, your body begging him not to pull out. He eventually did… as slowly as he possibly could. When you turned around you were elated at seeing Billy's hands on his hips in an attempt to catch his breath. He was lit perfectly under the buzzing fluorescents. The way his chest moved and his skin reflected under the less than ideal lighting caused your eyes to blink slowly at him in awe.

He really was a work of art.

[scumbag4scumbag]

This one's for the gays... (queers, bis, pans, trans, etc)

Gonna run this poll for a week... this IS for actual reasons, so please vote... Going on the honor system that queer folks only will vote, but I know there's no way to know for sure, so please be nice.

[sydsaint]

Finally some Dad!Billy Gunn!! <3 Also some slight Jay White x Reader to go along with it.

Summary: The reader has a tough time choosing between her feelings for Jay and her loyalty to Billy as his only remaining kid on team Gunn.

"YN, sweetie, come on. It's time to wake up." Billy's voice wakes you from your deep sleep.

"Ugh, leave me alone, dad." You groan and pull your blanket over your head.

You hear rustling at the foot of your bed before your blanket is yanked off you before you can get ahold of it. You sit up in bed with a scowl and find Billy smiling at you from the foot of your bed with your blanket in hand. "Come on, sweetheart, it's nearly nine." Billy points to the clock on your nightstand. "How late did Anthony and Max keep you out last night?" He asks you with that overprotective glint in his eye.

"Bowens and Caster left at like 1 am." You yawn and stretch your arms above your head. "I stayed out until last call at 3 am with Ricky and Danny." You explain.

"Starks and Garcia?" Billy replies. "I don't know about those two." He grumbles to himself. "Especially if they're keeping you out so late. You need your rest." He reminds you.

You roll your eyes and hop out of bed. "I love that you're so concerned for me, Dad." You walk over to him for a hug. "But I'm a big girl. And it was a special occasion, not a weekly thing." You assure him.

Billy sighs and wraps his arms around you as you hug him. You're his only daughter and his youngest kid. So he's always going the extra mile to make sure that you're doing well.

"Alright, sweetie." Billy lets you go and rubs your arm. "Go shower, you smell like booze." He scrunches his nose when he gets a whiff of your hair. "I'll make you up some breakfast then we've got to meet Anthony and Max at the gym."

"Alright, Dad." You nod and head for the bathroom.

You get washed up and dressed for the gym before heading downstairs to meet Billy in the kitchen. When you arrive, Bowens and Caster are already there. And Max is sneakily eyeing up your food.

"Touch that plate and I'll stab you with a fork, Caster." You bark at him making him jump back.

"Morning, YN." Anthony smiles at you. "How was last night? You were partying pretty hard with Ricky and Danny when Max and I left." He asks you.

You walk over to your breakfast and snatch it up before Caster tries to take it again. "It was fun." You answer Bowen's question.

"Partying hard, huh?" Billy speaks up from the other side of the island. "With strangers?" He narrows his eyes at you.

"No, Dad." You laugh. "I was mostly partying with Caster and Bowens. Then when they left Ricky and Danny had most of my attention." You assure him that you weren't partying with strangers last night. "I'm careful when I go out, I promise." You assure him.

Billy nods and chats with Caster while you eat. Anthony walks over to you and leans against the counter to chat with you. "So, you aren't going to mention Jay then?" He asks you quietly.

You choke on your food slightly and cough. Anthony shoots you a pointed look and you subtly shake your head. "What he doesn't know won't hurt him." You flash a pleading look Anthony's way.

Truthfully last night Bowens, Caster, Ricky, and Daniel weren't the only people from work that you ran into. You also caught the attention of one Jay White, aka the guy that Billy isn't exactly a fan of. Not after Jay started playing enabler to Austin and Colten breaking away from the family.

"Alright." Anthony nods and glances over at Caster and Billy still chatting. "What did happen last night, anyway?" He asks you. "You know I'm not one to judge, YN. But you and Jay looked awfully cozy on the dancefloor last night."

"I don't know." You admit with a small sigh and pick at the food on your plate. "Normally I can't stand him, just like my dad. But last night he was so fucking unbearably charming and funny and hot." You bite the inside of your lip. "God and his accent drives me up the wall."

Bowens chuckles and puts his hand up to stop you. "He's a dreamboat, got it." He laughs. "Did you guys...you know?" He asks you suggestively.

"Ew, Anthony, no!" You scoff. "Come on, I still have a little self-respect, Bowens." You insist.

"Alright alright." Bowens laughs again. "You planning on seeing him again?" He asks you.

You purse your lips and pick at your plate again. The thought of seeing Jay again did cross your mind. And Jay did put his number in your phone last night while also making a point to stick his tongue down your throat. You glance over at Billy talking with Max and he meets your gaze from over Max's shoulder. Billy sends a soft smile your way and you smile back at him.

"I don't know." You turn back to Anthony. "I like Jay, I think." You admit. "But I love my dad. I can't leave him too. He already beats himself up enough over Austin and Colten."

Anthony glances over at Billy and nods. "I don't know. I think he'd want you to be happy." He shrugs.

You finish up breakfast and everyone heads out to the gym for a group workout and some light training. You are there for around three hours before you break out from the group to take a small break and get some water.

You are idling by the juice bar resting when Jay happens by like it's fate or something.

"YN, sweetheart." Jay walks over to you with that charming smile of his. "Funny running into you here, doll." He adds.

"Jay!" Your body stiffens. "Hey, yeah what a coincidence." You giggle. "You here with my brothers?" You ask him.

Jay nods and points over to the opposite side of the gym that your group is at. "Yeah, they're over there with Juice working on weights." He explains. "So, about last night."

"What about it?" You raise a brow at him.

"Well, I don't know about you, YN. But I was having a phenomenal time last night." Jay admits. "And you seemed to be enjoying yourself quite a bit as well."

You roll your eyes playfully and nod. "I might have been, yeah." You confirm and spot Billy over Jay's shoulder. "But-" You add.

"But?" Jay replies with a hint of surprise.

You bite the inside of your lip and turn your attention back to Jay. "I had fun last night, Jay. And you are frustratingly charming and sexy, my friend." You admit. "But, now isn't the right time for me to be getting any action."

"Even if it's just a bit of casual fun?" Jay offers.

"Even that, yeah." You regretfully nod. "Sorry."

Jay nods and runs a hand up your arm with a grin. "It's alright sweetheart, I can wait." He insists. "In the meantime, " He leans down close to your ear and swipes your hair away from your neck before whispering something in your ear.

Jay's lips graze your neck slightly as he pulls away with a shit-eating grin on his face and a shiver runs up your spine. "I'll be seeing you around, YN." Jay walks off with a wink. "Sooner rather than later I bet." He whispers that last bit to himself.

You remain at the juice bar for a few minutes to compose yourself. Anthony has to come and find you when you don't return after a while.

"YN." Bowens pulls you from your thoughts. "I saw Jay over on the other side of the room looking awfully proud of himself." He informs you. "That have anything to do with you over here lookin' all flustered?"

"Maybe." You rub the back of your neck. "Fuck me." You mumble to yourself.

Anthony puts his hands up and chuckles. "You ain't really my type, YN." He jokes. "And I know I ain't yours regardless." He adds.

"What? How do you know that, Bowens?" You scoff. "You could be my type."

"Nah." Bowens. "I know your type, YN." Bowens insists.

You scoff again and set a hand on your hip. "Oh yeah? Prove it then. What's my type, Anthony?" You challenge him.

"White guys, about 6'2, preferably from New Zealand, big ego, dad hates him." Bowens teases you. "And it helps if his name happens to be Jay White." He grins at you.

"I hate you." You put your head in your hands. "What am I going to do?" You ask him.

Bowens shrugs and walks with you back over to Billy and Max. "If it was me, I'd hit it once." He offers his opinion on the matter. "If you can do the guy once and not become obsessed then you were just horny and can get over it." He explains further.

"And if I do him and realize that I can't stay away?" You reply.

"Then we've got a problem." Anthony laughs. "Or at least you do. But like I said earlier, YN. I really don't think that Billy would care as long as you're happy." He adds.

You let out a heavy sigh and look over at your dad waving you over to his side. "Yeah, I know..."

[heycarrots]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Black Sails Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Captain Flint | James McGraw/John Silver, Madi/John Silver (Black Sails), Anne Bonny/Max Characters: Captain Flint | James McGraw, John Silver (Treasure Island), Madi (Black Sails), Max (Black Sails), Eleanor Guthrie, Charles Vane, Billy Bones, Miranda Barlow, Anne Bonny, Dufresne (Black Sails), Alfred Hamilton, Thomas Hamilton, Joji (Black Sails), Ben Gunn, Muldoon (Black Sails) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Restaurant, Inspired by my real life nightmare, more tags added as we go along, Literally ALL of the swears, If there’s not an F bomb every other sentence are they even in a kitchen?, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, POV Alternating, Canon Disabled Character, Eventual Smut, Fluff and Angst Summary:

James Flint is the head Chef at a Michelin star restaurant in Miami which has seen better days. He’s three months from his review deadline when all hell breaks loose. When the worst cook he’s ever met weasels his way into his kitchen, can he and the staff of the Walrus & the Carpenter, lead by General Manager, Eleanor Guthrie, pull through or will they lose their fucking sanity along with their star rating?

[tache-noire]

Daddy's Boys

Rating: 18+ (VERY explicit sexual content)

Ship: Max Caster/Billy Gunn/Anthony Bowens

Content: Rimming, Double Anal Penetration, Daddy Kink, Dirty Talk, Light Degradation, Light Feminization (Billy's ass is referred to as a pussy/cunt a few times), Anal Gaping + Prolapse.

Summary: Billy lets his boys have and do whatever they want. Maybe they're spoiled, but they take good care of him, too.

Also on AO3

Another Wednesday, another victory for the Acclaimed. Another celebration in their hotel room– honestly, one of the best perks of the job. Being Billy Gunn's most special, favorite boys comes with a LOT of perks. Anybody could watch his tapes from WWE and know he was a slut, but they probably think he's grown out of it. That he's too old to keep up with a couple horny young guys. But nope, he takes good care of them. And he lets them do just about anything they want, as long as they win matches. It's been a great incentive so far. Except for a few slip-ups and cheaters, Max and Anthony take home a win every week, and get to enjoy their mentor's namesake to their heart's content.

The little cuck chair in the corner turns out to be the perfect height. It puts Max right at eye level with Daddy's Ass, and the overworked hole between those famous cheeks. If only they all knew. Max has a comfy front-row seat to spread Billy open and reveal that soft pink gash, looking like a scar and twitching when he leans in close to blow cool air across it. The twitch turns to a full-body shiver, chased by a groan that's half-muffled by Anthony's mouth. Max licks his lips and presses a fat, wet kiss to it, mirroring what his tag partner's doing up front. Making out with Billy's asshole, circling the wrinkled edges with his tongue. Driving in deep with his nose squashed up against his tailbone. Billy moans, louder and clearer this time, and Anthony chuckles.

"That feel good, Daddy? Max eatin' that pussy out?"

He looks like a perfect whore. Slack-jawed and red-faced with shiny, swollen lips. Anthony traces them with his thumb before hooking it in his mouth and pressing his tongue. 

"I asked you, is Max eatin' your pussy right? 'Cause if he's not, he'll stop."

Drooling around the digit and down, his own chin, their mentor manages to pant some pathetic, garbled version of "It's good, don't stop." Clear and sincere enough that neither of them want to hold off and really make him beg for it. Not tonight, at least. Billy chose them once and for all, even with the tag team belts on his real sons, Max and Anthony are his boys . And Billy's boys get whatever they want when they win. They're spoiled like that.

Max pulls back to spit on his slackened hole before diving back in with three fingers alongside his tongue to help open him up. Not that it really takes much, with his long career of slutting it up on camera and off, but they've got plans for Daddy Ass tonight. They need him as pliable as they can get. Billy takes it just fine. He rocks back against Max's face, earning himself a hard spank that jolts him forward again. Anthony's got both of their dicks in his hand and just squeezes now and then while Billy grinds into his grip. He's good and horny and happy to be between his boys. 

"How's it looking? Ready for me yet?"

Max bites Billy's ass cheek and sits up straighter to see Anthony peeking over his shoulder. He grins, lopsided, chin shiny with saliva.

"Yeah. You got lube?"

"Way ahead of you."

This is why they're so good. Perfectly in sync all the time, with everything they do. Anthony's already lubed up, and his cock sinks into Billy's hole like it's nothing. His insides, scalding hot and velvety soft, flex around his length, practically sucking him in to the hilt. Like he belongs there. Like Billy was meant for this, and wrestling is just how he meets nice, strong young men to fill him up and stretch him out.

He lets out a shuddering moan, his forehead dropping to Anthony's shoulder as he starts to fuck up into him. Max stays in his front-row seat, lazily jerking himself. Watching their mentor's greedy, puffy cunt swallow up every inch. Dusky pink in his pale cleft, where the fake tan doesn't reach. Slick with lube and saliva. Making filthy, wet, squelchy little sounds now and then that make Max's dick twitch. 

"Mmh, Mm-Max," he grunts, as if he's reading his mind.

"Yeah? Whatcha need, Daddy?"

"You, c'mere."

"Aw, want me to come up there and fuck your throat?"

Billy nods, whining when Anthony slows down. He and Max share a conspiratorial look behind the old man's back. Max stands and pushes his chair back. He massages Billy's thick thighs, the taut meat of his ass, prying his rim with his thumbs.

"You sure? 'Cause I don't think you're full enough back here."

He plunges one in alongside Anthony's cock. It's not even that tight of a fit. Oh yeah, this'll definitely work. Billy wriggles a little.

"Ff-fuck, you wanna– I don't know if I can, you're–"

"Too big? Aww, Daddy, you're so sweet to us."

Anthony snickers. He kisses up Billy's neck, sucking dark marks into his spray-tanned skin all the way back to his lips. Max sees his hands move up and feels Billy clench, and knows he's exploiting one of his other weaknesses, playing with his nipples while he tongue-fucks his mouth. Making him go all sweet and stupid for them again. He scoots them both up the bed to make room for Max, who knees up behind Billy and slicks himself with an excessive amount of lube. 

"You're always soooo good to us, Daddy," he croons, voice dripping with honey. "Lemme give you what you need. I know one dick ain't enough for you."

He gets both thumbs hooked into his rim and tugs, letting him feel just how easy the stretch is. Billy's thighs shake. The tip of Max's cock kisses his hole alongside Anthony's, and he grinds back against it.

"Yeah, that's it. We're gonna take good care of you, Daddy."

He holds him open just until he gets the head in, then grabs onto his hips so he can't squirm too much. Once he starts pushing in deeper, Billy completely falls apart. He swears and babbles against Anthony's lips, then into his shoulder as he collapses onto him. He shudders, groans, clenches when Max bottoms out.

"Oh, Daddy ," Anthony breathes, somewhere between amused and impressed. "Did you cum already? Just from getting your pussy stuffed?"

"God, fuck, that's hot," Max grunts, helpfully. Anthony shoots him an overly-serious look that makes him giggle.

"You better not cum yet, Max."

“I'm not gonna! It's just sooooo sexy."

He drapes himself over Billy's back, then hauls him upright, sitting him down fully on both of their dicks. The old man cries out, arching in his hold. Max rubs his hands down his chest and belly and– yep, there's a sticky mess there and a softening cock for him to squeeze the last few drops out of. His callused hands on his oversensitive prick make him writhe and clench again, dragging a moan out of both his boys at once.

“Fuck, I bet you haven't been this tight in a long time."

Anthony sits up, too.

"And it's just for us, huh, Daddy?"

Together, they get Billy moving, not quite bouncing on their dicks, but riding them in a sloppy rhythm. His eyes are half-lidded and cloudy and they roll back like a bad porno every time he bottoms out in their laps with a meaty slap. His body shines with a thin coating of sweat. He reaches up and paws at the back of Max's head as he tucks it into the crook of his neck, babbling an endless stream of filth into his ear. Anthony doesn't catch all of it, but it turns Billy's face beet red. He does have a way with words. Their mentor recovers from his orgasm remarkably fast for his age. Maybe he can't get hard again, but he's worked up and horny, and holds himself up so his boys can focus on fucking him harder. They're only too happy to oblige, quickly working out their rhythm and angle, churning up his guts and jackhammering his prostate.

"Ah- oh, fuck– 'm gonna cum again!"

His voice cracks into a hoarse whine, and he makes a choked-off, ugly noise as his body's rocked by a dry orgasm. His flaccid prick barely twitches, leaking a little bit of clear fluid. Again, he's left slack-jawed, cock-drunk, trembling and moaning. The aftershocks have him squeezing weakly, and Anthony's next up to bat. But not without consulting his tag partner first.

"I'm close, Max, you wanna–?"

Max grins.

"Nah, go ahead."

Sometimes, they like to try to sync up and cum at the same time, but Max has other plans tonight. After Anthony shoots his load inside, they both pull out of him, and Max lays him out on his stomach, straddling his thighs. Fuck, he's a mess. His asshole's all blown out and gaping red, soaked with cum. Pulsing, flexing, trying to remember the shape it's supposed to be in. Max shoves his fingers into the wreck of a cunt, soft and hot. They come back out with a sucking sound.

“Fffffffuck, Daddy," he growls, rapidly jerking himself off. "Fuck, you're so sexy, all wide open for us."

He slaps Billy's ass, squeezes it, watches his ruined hole twitch. He lets the tip of his cock kiss it as he shoots, smearing his cum into the raw flesh before helpfully pushing it back inside. He sits back on his heels, panting.

"So, good as you thought it was gonna be?"

Anthony's already cleaned himself up and put on a fresh pair of boxer-briefs. Max smiles.

"Way better. Did you see? We really tore him up. Fuck, I'm gonna be jerking off to that forever."

“What, you think it's not gonna happen again?"

"I dunno." 

Max nudges Billy's still-prone form.

"Hey, can we do that again sometime…. Shit, he's out."

"Oh, damn. Don't let him suffocate, roll him over."

He's a big man. It takes both of them to get him on his back, cleaned up, and eventually under the covers. Then they can finally get comfy, spooning and cuddling up to Daddy Ass while he quietly snores away. It'll probably take both of them to get him out of bed in the morning. Yeah, It'll probably be a while before they can convince him to do this again. Well, all the more incentive to get their belts back. Winners get whatever they want.

[rawiswhore]

Various WWF Wrestlers x Fem Reader- "Attention Whore"

I apologize as to why I didn't post any fanfics at the end of June and beginning of July---I was in a different town and wasn't using the Internet then because I don't have a laptop, iPad or iPhone.

This fanfiction may be similar to the last fanfic I posted, but whatever.

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From 1996 to the beginning of 1998, you always stood by Hunter Hearst Helmsley's/Triple H's side, always leading him to the ring, cheering for him and even doing photoshoots with him.

You never would've cheated on him or left for someone else.

However, at the end of 1997, when the Attitude era was coming about and women were beginning to dress more provocatively, you showed up on a "Monday Night Raw" episode dressed in nothing but a very short towel wrapped around your naked body with matching open toed high heels.

You walked past these male wrestlers lined up, where you were beginning to turn their heads sideways and smiles formed on their faces as they saw you.

Those male wrestlers lined up who looked at you and gave you lots of attention were Triple H, Shawn Michaels, Billy Gunn, Brian Pillman and Jeff Hardy.

Some of the sexiest wrestlers in the WWF.

Triple H, Shawn and Billy had their long hair hanging down.

You, too, had a smile on your face as you walked in that towel.

Those male wrestlers gave you attention in that towel.

Considering you were linked to Triple H and you were his manager when DX started off as Shawn and HHH, he didn't mind you being surrounded by other male wrestlers, especially Shawn.

Although, Triple H may as well be angry at those other male wrestlers giving you attention and you dressing like that for attention.

As those male wrestlers crowded around you with smiles on their faces, you giggled in a high pitched voice while you spoke in a rather high pitched voice different from your other voice.

"There's 5 of you and one of me" you mentioned. "So maybe you should go get a couple more guys"

Your eyes looked at Shawn Michaels while your elbow nudged him.

There are other male wrestlers you wish had been in the WWF so you could catch their attention, such as Rob Van Dam (who did almost join the WWF in 1997), Nova from ECW, Chris Jericho, Scott Hall, Tommy Rogers of the Fantastics, Al Snow/Leif Cassidy (if he shaved his moustache off) and some future WWF stars like Christian Cage and Val Venis, but unfortunately, those wrestlers are in other companies.

This entire moment was modeled after an infamous "Three's Company" episode where Janet puts on a blond wig and changes her personality along with it, even one of the things you said was a reference from that episode.

[bang-bang-gang]

They’re fighting The Acclaimed. Fuck. They have the power of scissoring and Billy Gunn’s ass; no way this is going to be a quick match in either direction.

Good job, I snorted water all over my work desk and now people are looking at me weird.

10/10 no notes

LMAO godspeed to you anon for reading explicit fanfic at work 😭

[littletroubledgrrrl]

I've typed these fanfictions of the fem reader getting gangbanged by certain male pro wrestlers (and I don't mean "gangbang" as in a literal gang shooting someone), and Billy Gunn has been in these gangbangs in these fanfics.

Even though Billy was pretty sexy in the late 1990's, I wonder if I should've included him in these gangbang fanfics, because he might be cute, but he isn't that sexy...

[hikarus-shida]

Hikarus-Shida's Guidelines.

Hello and welcome to my blog! In this blog, you will find my works regarding wrestlers on the AEW roster. In my guidelines, you’ll find what rules I’ve set up for this blog and who I absolutely will not write for.

Updated: 8/3/21

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REQUESTS: OPEN.

MY GUIDELINES.

These are guidelines regarding what I’m writing, who I won’t write for, and overall what I’d like to come out of this blog.

Please don’t request anyone that has had a past/or is openly racist, homophobic, transphobic, and ableist.

Please don’t request anyone that has been accused or convicted of sexual assault, grooming, or abuse. The last thing I want to do is trigger anyone and support those that have done horrible things.

Please don’t request triggering topics, such as: sexual assault, abuse, etc. Once again, I do not want to trigger anyone. Those are heavy hitting topics that honestly, a fanfic should not be about or include.

WHO I WRITE FOR.

At this moment, I am only writing for AEW. If I end up eventually watching WWE again, perhaps I’ll take requests. However, right now it is strictly only AEW.

I mainly write for most of the AEW roster now. If there’s some you’re interested in requesting, go ahead! As long as you don’t request the following people:

Darby Allin

Chris Jericho

Jake Hager

Cody Rhodes, as of 7/28/21

Max Caster, as of 8/3/21

Sammy Guevara

Billy Gunn

Taz

Brodie Lee - Basically any of the older people on the roster and those that have passed on.

Once again, I do not intend on writing for those that have been accused of abuse, are racist/homophobic/transphobic, have made jokes about rape & assault and so on, as well as mental health.

What I just mentioned are things that don’t sit right with me and never will! Thanks for understanding.

[onlyonewoman]

Billy’s heart was beating like the one of a chased animal and Ben could feel it against his shoulder. Whatever was going on inside the man’s head, it wasn’t the right moment to tease him or make any bold moves. Instead, Ben moved a little to lean his head onto Billy’s shoulder, bending into the crook of his neck. It was a submissive move, not a frightened one and very exposing in it’s vulnerability. It was a gesture openly asking for closeness, not enforcing or manipulating it.

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Could you write a hc about Billy Gunn's kinks please?

Billy Gunn KINK Headcannons

Main Masterlist NSFW Alphabet Masterlist Billy Gunn Masterlist

An: I already have a Billy Gunn NSFW Alphabet that includes his kinks that you can find HERE (Billy Gunn NSFW Alphabet) simular to the one I did with Christian Cage I will just take the Kinks from the alphabet and explain just what they mean. Billy and Christian's kinks are simular so I'm using the same ones for some lol

The following are Billy Gunns Kinks

Daddy Kink+ dd/lg : It's no secret this man has a massive daddy kink, for Gods sake he is Daddy Ass.

Spanking: This one playes into him being an Ass man. It's simple if you've dissipointed him or have been bad you get a spanking. Sometimes you will mess with him on purpose just to be punished for it later. He's traditional with it too, he won't use anything fancy like a paddle. He will have you over his knee with your dress over your head, spanking you with his bare rough hand. He is just obsessed with your ass. He will always have a hand on it, playfully spanking it whenever he can.

Breeding kink: Even though Billy is older a part of him wants more children. Maybe it's because his sons are a dissipoitment and he wants to start over but maybe it's because he would love to get his controversialy young girlfriend pregnant. He love's being a dad, he would love another baby running around. He loves the sight of his seed pouting out of you.

Cock warming: This man just loves to be in you 24/7. He can't get enough of you. He loves how close the two of you are. Whenever he can, he wants to be in you. Whether that's while watching tv, while you work on your computer, while you sleep or out in public. He loves the warmth you provide, he just can't get enough of the feeling of you around him.

Creampie: (ties into the breeding kink) He just can't get enough of the mess the two of you make together

Orgasm control/orgasm denial/ forced orgasm: He loves to be rough with you. He will fuck you into oblviation just to put you together again. This ties into overstimulation, he just loves it when you let him take control and let him do whatever he wants to you. He is big on aftercare because he's so rough. He wants you to know how much he loves you and make sure you are alright after your intense orgasms.

(AN:I also wanted to put in here that I personally think dd/lg is gross but I have a feeling Billy would be into it. Due to that I will not be writing any fics around anything like that!)

[magnoliacharmed]

It Takes Two To Tango

(not my gif!)

18+, Billy Gunn x Fem!Reader one shot

[Also available on Archive of Our Own!]

Word count: 2,592

Tags: Oral (female receiving), unprotected sex, swallowing, trying to be quiet, secret relationship

Additional characters: Ken Shamrock, Jim Ross, Jerry Lawler, Vince McMahon

Summary:

Your real life relationship with Billy Gunn begins to pick up steam on TV. Your kayfabe boyfriend, Ken Shamrock, doesn’t like what he sees.

“JR, you see the way Gunn looks at me when I enter the ring! Always trying to peek under my skirt. I’m not having it any more.”

“That bastard really shouldn’t be treating a young lady like you in that way.”

“Well with the way she dresses, what do you expect?! I wouldn’t be able to contain myself either!”

“You’re such an old pervert, King.” Your voice crackled over the mic.

You readjusted the headphones squeezing your ears. This was your first time on commentary and it was a lot more fun than you expected. A hell of a lot more fun than interviewing backstage. Even with Vince yelling  in your ear the whole time, the banter between you, JR, and Jerry made it all worth it. It was also nice to get a break from standing around in your heels. You watched Billy enter the ring doing his spiel. It never got old and the crowd seemed to agree.

“… then I’ve got two words for ya!”

“SUCK IT!”

Billy thrusted, then pointed right at you.

“Can you abide by this?!” You turned your head to JR, your eyebrows scrunched up in overplayed annoyance while your voice raised a pitch. The camera caught JR shaking his head and Jerry laughing like a hyena.

Billy was up against Ken Shamrock. After dealing with Val Venis trying to corrupt his sister Ryan, Ken had gotten himself involved in a love triangle with you and Billy. So far he’d won in the ring, but he hadn’t been able  to capture your affections outside of it. Despite his gentlemanly behavior defending you against Billy’s lewd presence, the blond still edged him out. He was never exceptionally rude, just flirtatious in the way that confident people can be. It (unfortunately) was still working on you even though you knew he was no good.

Just as Billy geared up to do his signature Fame-asser, Ken managed to get out of the way. He got Billy with a clothesline and was close to getting him in position for an ankle lock, but Billy rolled out of the ring in a graceful flash. His eyes immediately focused on you, his stride long and slightly wounded as he made his way over. The mics on the table picked up his words.

“Stop distracting me over here before I have to teach you a lesson.”

“Oh, please. Maybe become a better wrestler and you won’t have such an issue with distractions.”

Jerry’s high pitched voice let out an “Oh! OH!” Vince was close to blowing out your eardrums on the other end of the headphones.

“SHUT UP, YOU’RE ONLY OUT THERE TO LOOK CUTE.”

Billy huffed, close to being out of breath. You were supposed to be on Shamrock’s side. He was the good guy. He was the one who treated you with some respect. But that was so boring. Poor Ken.

Billy walked away, pointing at you again and gesturing towards his crotch. He re-entered the ring to struggle with Shamrock for a few minutes before finally being subjected to the ankle lock. Billy tried his hardest, but ultimately tapped out.

It was hard to hear over the cheers.

“How’re you gonna reward your boyfriend?!” Jerry asked, his voice keeping that hysteric note to it. You wonder where he got the energy from.

“Don’t worry about what I’ll do to him!”

You took the headset off in a rush and scrambled from behind the announcers table. You were almost in the ring, crouching down to get between the ropes, when Billy grabbed you from outside of it. He pressed his heaving chest to yours and began to whisper in your ear.

“I know you want me. You gonna let me make you feel good later?”

You scoffed and rolled your eyes at his words even though they made heat pool down below. Wriggling out his tight hold took some effort. With a quick flicker of your eyes up and down his well toned body, something you were sure you’d catch some heat for, you turned away to run to congratulate Ken. He looked at you with a tired sort of skepticism as you planted kisses across his face that were more subdued than the crowd expected.

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Backstage, you thought about the night so far. Even though Vince treated you like a puppy that piddled on the nice rug, you were sure that this wouldn’t ruin your push. He didn’t immediately leave gorilla to fire you after it was all said and done. The love triangle was getting good pops. Ken looked sympathetic from losing his sister and girlfriend in quick succession. Billy was establishing himself as a worthy competitor. You were getting the chance to show off your personality, something you hoped to pivot into more in-ring action. Everyone won!

Well, everyone except Ken.

His steps were heavy as he approached you. It took a second to register that he was even there, your head so up in the clouds that your vision blurred into a watercolor painting.

“What the hell was that with you and Billy?”

“What was what?”

Ken was a lot more upset than you thought. This was nothing but an angle! You two had tried to go on a few dates, sure. There was no spark between you two. At least on your end. He was handsome and he was sorta funny…? In the end, he just didn’t do it for you. Whatever it was, that special X factor, Shamrock didn’t have it. Billy did.

“You and Billy at the end of the damn match. Are you two fucking?”

You weren’t going to let his sour mood ruin your high. He should’ve been happy the match went so well. Plus, he knew the deal— you were only dating on screen, and that was barely. A few decent dates don’t make a relationship.

“Is that really any of your business?”

“Are you?”

“You’re so nosy, Ken. No, Billy and I aren’t fucking since you want to know so badly. And I’ll say it one more time just so you feel reassured—“ Your voice rose.

“—I AM NOT FUCKING BILLY GUNN. You know I’m also not fucking? You. So don’t worry about what or who I’m doing in my free time, alright?”

“Yeah, alright. You just watch out and don’t get hurt.” Ken’s face was stony as he turned to walk away from you. You didn’t know he cared that much about you. That clouded up your thoughts again. You started to wallow in confusion when Billy rounded a corner. He had a smug smile painting his face walking up to you.

“Heard we weren’t fucking. You don’t know how sad that makes me.”

“Geez, I said that so loud you heard me?”

“Well I only paid attention ‘cause I misheard and thought you said that we would be.”

“Yeah, you definitely misheard.” He was pulling you right into his little flirtatious back and forth.

“That’s too bad. I’ve got a few things I wanna do to you that I wasn't allowed to say on TV.”

“Mmhmm, I sure bet you do.” Your voice was a whisper.

Gunn was undeniably sexy, an even tan contrasting with his blond hair. His  long legs looked powerful, like he really could fuck you as hard he did his taunt. His height wasn’t intimidating or foreboding. There was something in the way you had to look up at him, a spark that turned you on beyond belief.

“You know,” Billy popped his gum. “I heard Vince is gonna do a poll in the next issue of the magazine. ‘Who’ll be the next hot couple in the WWF?’ You think he’ll put you and Ken or you and me?”

A playful smile spread on his face. You lightly slapped him on the chest, then made a frown at hearing Ken’s name. He was the last thing you wanted on your mind.

“Vince probably isn’t too happy with me right now.”

“Was he screaming at you?”

“Absolutely.”

“I could hear it even all the way from where I was. You’ll be fine. He gives all the pretty ones a pass.”

“I see you’re using that famous charm of yours on me.”

“Yeah, is it working?”

You laughed and rose up to place a long kiss on his cheek. It was a kiss that the audience sure would’ve liked to see you give Ken. You bristled as the thought slid through your mind, but it was dashed away by Billy’s hand slowly sliding down to palm at your ass. His favorite way to tease you out on the mat was by doing anything he could to take a nice look at it. There were many times when he got hard just thinking about bending you over.

“Why don’t you let me tell you what was on my mind earlier?”

Billy got dangerously close to reaching under your skirt, his fingers caressing your skin with more gentleness than you expected. It made your head swim with dirty thoughts and lit a fire within.

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You bit down so hard your lip it started to bleed a bit. You had to keep your mouth shut! With the attention Billy was paying to your clit, his tongue swirling around it at an unhurried pace, it was hard to keep quiet. A buzzing feeling coursed through your body that made your nerves clench up in ecstasy. Billy’s eyes stayed glued on your tortured expression above him, the twisting of your features making his cock twitch. Little moans escaped you with every lick of his tongue.

“You’ve gotta be quieter if you want me to keep going.” He stopped, noisily releasing suction from your clit.

“Are you serious? Don’t stop, someone might catch us if we take too long.”

“They will catch us if you don’t try to keep your voice down.”

“I’ll be quieter,” Your voice was filled with grit.

You didn’t even finish the short sentence as Billy returned to eating you out. It took your all not to make a sound, especially when he grabbed your hips to pull you closer into him. You collapsed onto your elbows and threw your head back, feeling like you were ready to explode. It was hard to stay silent when he was giving you his all. Gunn kept his promise when he told you he’d make you feel good.

The heel of your shoe kicked against his back. It was the only way you could express how close you were to your orgasm. You could’ve sworn Billy smiled as he stopped again.

“You gonna come for me?”

You shook your head yes frantically.

“Tell me.”

The look you gave him could only be described as pointed.

“I’m gonna come for you, Billy.” You were close to losing your composure. You didn’t want to whisper, you wanted to scream.

Seconds later he was back and taking you over the edge. You completely collapsed on the desk below you, your legs shaking then going limp as Billy kept licking. He finally stopped but not before leaving a kiss on your oversensitive spot.

With one swoop he picked you up, your legs wrapping against him with no second thought. He carried you with ease and pressed your back against the office door. You watched as his lips moved in to kiss your neck, the feeling of his breath against your skin shooting through you like lightning. It was almost overwhelming how great his body felt against yours. As if it was meant for you to be pressed that close together.

“Shhh,” Billy hushed you as he slowly pushed inside you. His preparation wasn’t enough for you to mentally prepare yourself. A loud moan filled the room, spurring him on to thrust fast and deep into you. How he could do this while holding you up was beyond you. Your assumption about his legs was happily proven right as he maintained a good, hard rhythm.

Gunn’s hand quickly reached up to pull down the neck of your dress, your breasts suddenly exposed to the cold air of the room. The chill brought you back down from the stars. Billy tore his gaze away from your face to stare at the bounce of your tits, the mesmerized expression on his face giving you a boost of confidence.

“Fuck, you look so good.”

You buried your head in his shoulder and moaned again, deep and primal. For purely selfish reasons, he didn’t want you moaning. Of course didn’t want you to get in trouble… but he also knew he’d come too fast if he heard your voice making the noises he so loved to hear. It was too late. You were past the point of no return and didn’t care who heard you.

His tongue found itself back around yours. The sloppy kiss pushed you to the next level. His urgency was so hot, it was like he just couldn’t contain himself around you. You could always count on Billy to make you feel wanted.

“Gonna... oh my God,” You breathed right into his ear. As soon as you said it, every muscle in your body compressed. No one else was ever going to make  you come harder than he did, a fact he would have loved to lord over you if he knew it. Just when you were beginning to remember where you were, Billy pulled out of you and pushed you on to your knees.

“Where?” Gunn stroked himself with a tight grip, his words strained. His cock was still shiny from your wetness. It was hypnotizing.

You opened wide to take Billy down your throat with perfect timing. He released hot, your mouth getting coated while you sucked him down. Now it was your turn to look up at him, his lips parted in awe. He caressed your cheek with the same gentleness from earlier. When he began to soften, you took his cock out of his mouth to get a good look at it. It was beautiful, one thin vein running down the long length of it. The way you gazed at it made his heart thump loudly in his chest.

Your brain struggled to form words as he helped you up. His hand held yours as if he was escorting you to a debutante ball instead of picking you up after he came in your mouth. It did feel equally as magical.

“Now imagine how good I am when I have a bed.” Somehow he snuck a new piece of gum in his mouth when you weren’t looking.

“That’s an invitation, I assume.”

“Yeah, for tonight actually.”

The two of you put your clothes back on in a rush. It wasn’t a secret that you two were fucking. If it was, it was poorly guarded. You just didn’t want to deal with Ken actually catching you with that post-sex disheveled look. The two of you at least needed to be cordial to make it all believable on television. There was a little part of you that hoped Vince really would couple you and Billy on the magazine poll. Maybe you two would win and get paired together.

Stepping out of the office, you and Billy looked around. No one walking by, no one hanging out. Perfect.

“Don’t think about me too much before tonight. Save the stamina.” It was hard to play it cool when you knew that you’d be replaying everything he did to you for the next few hours.

Billy’s laugh echoed down the hall while he walked away from you.

[olincino]

Get to know the blogger!

Tagged by: @farahbobbi-blog-blog, sorry it took me ages.

FIRST NAME Olga

STRANGE FACT ABOUT YOURSELF Idk. I don’t do sports, I don’t watch sports on tv but I really enjoy films about sports and sportsmen. (It’s not very inetresting, I know.

TOP THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE ON A PERSON Eyes, smile, voice. I insist - voice is a physical thing.

A FOOD YOU COULD EAT FOREVER AND NOT GET BORED OF potato chips

A FOOD YOU HATE Dill souse, dill in general. Sheep dairy products (it tastes like you'd be sucking rams balls, or i imagine how it'd taste like).

GUILTY PLEASURE Loving some low quality films or shows.

WHAT DO YOU SLEEP IN Pajamas when it’s cold. Top tucked into bottom and bottoms of pant legs tucked into socks, usually during the night I put the bottom and socks off. Tshirt when it’s summer.

SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR FLINGS Maybe I wish I have had more flings. Idk. 

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN THE PAST AND CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR LIFE, WOULD YOU AND WHAT WOULD IT BE I’ve already answered it in another tag game so I choose something else. What about get some more useful education.

ARE YOU AN AFFECTIONATE PERSON  I don’t think so, not on the outside.

A MOVIE YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN Idk, Fifth Element.

FAVORITE BOOK Jeezz, I hate this question. I go for a fanfic instead. L/S by StarRose (and many others)

YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KEEP ANY ANIMAL AS A PET, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE  Hairless cat and pug.

TOP FIVE FICTIONAL SHIPS [IF YOU ARE AN RP BLOG, YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN SHIPS AS WELL] 

James Flint/John Silver

James Flint/John Silver/Thomas Hamilton

James Flint/Thomas Hamilton

PIE OR CAKE Both is good.

FAVORITE SCENT wet dust, air after storm, flowers, lilacs (my lilac bush has at lest 20 blossoms his year, can wait they start to bloom)

CELEBRITY CRUSH hah too much Toby Stephens, RPJ, Mads Mikkelsen, Robert Redford .......

IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO Latin America? so many places I’d love to see.

INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT Both?

DO YOU SCARE EASILY I guess I don’t.

IPHONE OR ANDROID Android.

DO YOU PLAY ANY VIDEO GAMES Idk if the jelly candy play counts as a video game.

DREAM JOB an  archivist

WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS Well, it’s actually not that much. I don’t want to say what I’d do as the first thing. 

FICTIONAL CHARACTER YOU HATE too many. When I stick with BS and not choose the obvious villains, I tell Eleanor, I don’t hate her but I don’t like her and with every other rewatch I dislike her more and more.

FANDOM THAT YOU WERE ONCE A PART OF BUT AREN’T ANY LONGER Nope, BS is my fist and I think the last fandom.

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Chapter two, The Other White Meat is here!

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Black Sails Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Captain Flint | James McGraw/John Silver, Madi/John Silver (Black Sails) Characters: Captain Flint | James McGraw, John Silver (Treasure Island), Madi (Black Sails), Max (Black Sails), Eleanor Guthrie, Charles Vane, Billy Bones, Miranda Barlow, Anne Bonny, Dufresne (Black Sails), Alfred Hamilton, Thomas Hamilton Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Restaurant, Inspired by my real life nightmare, more tags added as we go along, Literally ALL of the swears, If there’s not an F bomb every other sentence are they even in a kitchen? Summary:

James Flint is the head Chef at a Michelin star restaurant in Miami which has seen better days. He’s three months from his review deadline when all hell breaks loose. When the worst cook he’s ever met weasels his way into his kitchen, can he and the staff of the Walrus & the Carpenter, lead by General Manager, Eleanor Guthrie, pull through or will they lose their fucking sanity along with their star rating?

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FIRST NAME Farah. That’s actually my real name I ever used here lol

STRANGE FACT ABOUT YOURSELF I only sleep if I have actor’s voice reading book (think Toby Stephen’s reading his poem or Luke Arnold’s first audio sample) and I have weird gag reflex such as brushing teeth. Even after meal, I can’t brush or else I will vomit what I ate.

TOP THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE ON A PERSON Eyes, hairs, hands and butt. Can’t I include their voice and intelligence too? :P

A FOOD YOU COULD EAT FOREVER AND NOT GET BORED OF Durian, fried chicken, vanilla sundae and cheeseburger.

A FOOD YOU HATE Chicken livers or any animals’s organs. Please, no.

GUILTY PLEASURE Napping. Reading smut fanfic. 

WHAT DO YOU SLEEP IN black t-shirt and short.

SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR FLINGS Never been in relationship or flings.

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN THE PAST AND CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR LIFE, WOULD YOU AND WHAT WOULD IT BE Maybe take class to learn sign language, build self esteem to talk? Or I could talk back to my lecturer for hurting/humiliating me in front of class..

ARE YOU AN AFFECTIONATE PERSON ...In terms of physical contact? Sorta. I used to be clingy but I stopped after one of my best person dumped me. (their reason was they can’t stand with my disability as deaf person in their group). Depends on my mood, I probably bombing them with lovely message lol.

A MOVIE YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN I don’t know. It’s hard to find good one. Notting Hill, American’s Sweetheart, Say Anything, Half Magic (for sexy scene duh) and Dealing with Destiny (cheesy but I kinda love that university)

FAVORITE BOOK The Last Smile in Sunder City. I want pick Rivers of London but this win my heart.

YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KEEP ANY ANIMAL AS A PET, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE  Chinchila! Heard their furs are softest, I’d love to cuddle and play with them.

TOP FIVE FICTIONAL SHIPS [IF YOU ARE AN RP BLOG, YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN SHIPS AS WELL] Oh no. Let me see.. I only have Black Sails lol

James Flint/John Silver

James Flint/John Silver/Thomas Hamilton

James Flint/John Silver/Thomas Hamilton/Miranda Barlow

Charles Vane/Jack Rackham

Ben Gunn/Billy Bones/Jacob Garrett

PIE OR CAKE Both is good. Anything as long as it’s delicious.

FAVORITE SCENT musky, floral and woody. bit of coffee and rain shower. I love YSL Black Opium. I’m thinking to get men cologne but wasn’t sure what I should get sample from. (Mine probably Guerlain Habit Rouge)

CELEBRITY CRUSH Luke Arnold and Toby Stephens, obviously. 

IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO Australia or Central Europe.

INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT Both but I switched to introvert after fall back into darkness. 

DO YOU SCARE EASILY HOLY YES. Even as deaf person can’t hear anything or saw shadow.. I will scream and kick you groin.

IPHONE OR ANDROID Android.

DO YOU PLAY ANY VIDEO GAMES Yes. Still have PS4 ID but hard to find time/mood to play

DREAM JOB Illustration or writing. I’d love write short story but idk if my muse is back.

WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS 

1. Buy house for myself with huge backyard

2. Take vacation trip

3. Build shop for everyone to drop/donate their stuff for person in need

4. Buy better hearing aid.

FICTIONAL CHARACTER YOU HATE Not really hate.. just kinda feel meh on them. I would say Madi..? She still young and she have lot things to learn from her mother and her father. I think I wrote something like this on previous post.

FANDOM THAT YOU WERE ONCE A PART OF BUT AREN’T ANY LONGER Sherlock and Supernatural. Used to hype but not anymore because my passion for them... dead.