#georg listing x you

[iriswantstocry]

MY FAV MILITARY 😍

(I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl😫)

[tvmkavlitzbby]

"Birthday party"

TW: age gap, reader is 20, Tom is 30, nsfw, AFAB reader, she/her pronouns, p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, cunnilingus, rough sex, breeding kink, degradation, dirty talk, hickeys, alcohol, aftercare

synopsis: You recently became Bill's friend despite your age difference and he invited you to his birthday, introducing you to his twin brother Tom, who you instantly felt attracted to.

You had recently meet Bill Kaulitz at a party and soon became really good friend with him, so much that he decided to invite you at his and his brother 30th birthday party.

You obviously knew is brother, Tom, but you had never met him in person, so when you finally arrived at the party, in your black dress and heels, he introduced him to you.

"Tom, this is y/n, y/n this is Tom!" Bill shouted over the loud music, smiling at you two.

As soon as you lifted your eyes up to him you felt a jolt of electricity run through your body feeling his firm gaze on you, you instantly felt attacted to him, even though you knew he was 10 years older that you, he was handsome and you couldn't deny it.

"Nice to meet you, y/n" he said, leaning closer to hug you and waking you up from your state of trance as you felt his arm tugging on your waist.

"Nice to meet you too!" you quickly said, returning the hug.

You tried to ignore Bill's look, a mischievous one, of someone who new something was up.

Some hours and drinks later you were dancing to the music that blasted in your ears, eyes glancing to Tom from time to time, but you had lost him in the crowd a while ago.

You kept dancing until someone placed his hands on your waist, confused you turned your head to see who it was and you couldn't help but blush as you recognized Tom, who was now dacing with you, chest pressed to your back and grip firm on your waist.

Initially none of you two said anything, just dancing together while your hands found place in his hair, behind you.

Some minutes later you felt faint kisses on your neck and shoulders that made you moan slightly, intoxicated by the feeling of his lips and the alcohol as the movement between you two became more and more sensual.

"Let's go somewhere more private, shall we?" Tom asked you, lips brushing your ear.

You nodded, unable to let words out of your mouth, as you felt him take your hand and lead you somewhere else, an empty bedroom in their luxurious villa.

As soon as you two entered the room his lips were on your neck again, more passionate now, leaving bites and little marks all over.

You let your hand travel through his hair, grabbing a handful of them and squeezing them slightly.

"you're so beautiful... I know I shouldn’t be doing this but... fuck, when i saw you... i couldn't stay away" he whispered, placing his hands on your waist.

Suddenly he lifted his head, looking right in your eyes.

"If you don't want this stop me now"

You knew he was older that you, you knew that you didn’t knew him that well and you knew about his past reputation but the excitement that your body felt everytime he looked at you was enough to let all your worries wash away, pressing your lips to his, connecting them in a passionate kiss.

Tom immediately returned the kiss, picking you up from the ground as he walked to the bed, placing you on it.

His mouth traveled to your neck again, then down to your clavicles and then your boobs as he started to unzip your dress.

Once it was completely gone you were left in your black lace panties and bra, that left Tom staring at you for more than he wanted to.

So you placed your hands on his shirt, tugging it a bit to signal him to remove it, which he did a second later.

He then kissed you again, hand on your right boob as he massaged it slightly.

"Get this thing off" he mumbled in the kiss, as the bra got in the way of his hand and your boob and you did exactly as he said, exposing your breasts to his sight.

He immediately placed his lips on your nipple, sucking it slightly while you whined, starting to get desperate to feel his touch in your core.

"I know baby, I know..." he whispered, sliding his right hand under your panties, middle finger caressing your core as he spread your wetness.

"So wet for me, aren't you?" he asked but you couldn't respond, the feeling of his fingers finally on your sex clouding your mind.

"I asked you something, pretty girl" He said firmly, pressing slightly on your clit.

"Yes, s-so wet for you" you said in between moans. He then stripped you of your panties and made you open your legs a bit, placing his finger to your core again, inserting one and then starting to pound in you slowly.

"f-fuck.. Tom.." you moaned his name, needing more from him.

Almost as if he read your mind he inserted another finger and started to move his finger faster, enjoying the sight of you moaning in pleasure beneath him.

"You're so pretty, so needy..." he continued for finger you, getting closer to your heat as he placed his tongue on your clit and started massaging it.

The sudden contact made you throw your head behind, as indescribable pleasure filled you, grabbing Tom's hair while unholy sounds left your lips.

"Please, Tom.." you whispered, you needed more.

"Please what? babygirl.. you need to use your words" he teased, fingers pumping into you.

"Please, fuck me... please..." As you said this Tom nodded and retracted his fingers, leaving an aching emptiness in you.

He then stripped completely, leaving you to witness all his beautiful features, he was really fucking handsome.

He was about to take a condom when you stopped him, the thought of his cum in you overcoming your common sense.

"Don't... I'm on the pill, please..." you sounded almost desperate.

"Such a naughty girl, want my cum that much?" he asked, to which you couldn't help but nod.

He then climbed on the bed again and aligned himself with your entrance, pushing it in you just a second later, your moans filling the room.

"fuck, you're so tight" he immediately started to push into you, seeing how you were moaning in pleasure.

"fuck, fuck!" you moaned loudly, the sound of the music muffling every sound you emitted.

"look at you, so young and fucking guys like me who are older that you, uh? you should just call me "sir" at this point" his words were sharp and mean but it only contributed to your excitement.

"sir... please, please harder!" you immediately obliged to the new name, nothing at his words and grabbing Tom shoulders for support while he continued to pound into you, hitting your sweet spot continuously.

He then placed a hand on your clit, massaging it slightly, making you clench around him, grunts and moans leaving his lips.

You felt your climax close, moaning with your mouth agape.

"I'm.. I'm close!" you informed Tom.

"yeah? then cum for me princess. cum on my cock." he then connected your lips in a sloppy kiss, hitting your g-spot ripetely.

After some second you felt your orgasm hit you, your legs trembling while you moaned "sir!" on Tom's lips, immense pleasure washing over you.

You didn't even register Tom's words until you felt his cum fill you up more that you already were, making you moan.

The unholy scene was contrasted by Tom sweet kisses on your face, trying to make you come back from your high.

"Are you with me, baby?" he whispered sweetly to which you nodded.

He then got out of you, the sight of his cum slipping out of you almost making him hard again.

"You are so beautiful, fuck..." he whispered, making you giggle.

You suddenly felt the urge to hug him, to have him close to you, so you dared to reach out your hands to him and to your surprise he pulled you up and placed you on his lap, holding you gently to him.

"Are you okay?" he asked, sweet voice filling your ears.

"Yes, so much..." you whispered, you felt safe in his arms, in the arms of someone who was like a stranger to you, but you didn't care, you wished the time could stop right there.

"We have to clean up, let's go to the bathroom" he picked you up and, after making sure no one could see you, walked to the bathroom, where he filled the bathtub with warm water.

Too tired to move you let Tom place you gently in the water with him, the party long forgotten as he slowly cleaned your body.

You don't remember much after that, you probably fell asleep, but you didn't care because now it was morning and you were in Tom's arms, hugged close to his body.

You know you will have to talk about this with him and you know that Bill will probably fill you up with thousands of questions, but you didn't let it worry you now, placing your head on Tom's chest, drifting off to sleep once again.

[d0wn-in-the-morgue]

how does this precious boy have haters

[thema-nr-2]

tied - B.K

✮ synopsis - bill's cutecore style!reader girlfriend ties him up with a bow!!!! silly!!!!

✮ genre - smut

✮ word count - 2.3k

✮ content warning - NOT ERA SPECIFIC! nsfw, sub!bill, dom!fem!reader, riding, p in v, slight degredation, praise, bill is an atention WHOOORE, aftercare, bondage, let me know if i missed anything

✮ a/n - woah another sub bill fic, shocking? shocking? shocking news anyone?

Bill thought you were the cutest thing on planet Earth. How you would come off so shy and innocent, but once he got to know you, you were bubbly and always excitedly talking about something. And innocent? Boy was he wrong. He loved how you were practically the exact opposite of him. Though he’d never wear it himself, he always appreciated your sense of fashion and thought it was amazing. 

Lately Bill had been in desperate need of attention from you. He’d wrap his arms around your waist from behind, ever so slightly pressing his hard on against your hand, he’d constantly try to talk to you while you were busy, jerk off while he knew you were home so you would come check in on him, and he’d even stop talking to you so you’d KNOW something was wrong. (he never shuts up). But despite all this, nothing could distract you enough. The poor boy just wanted to be taken care of, but nothing he did impressed you. But it wasn’t your fault you were so busy! You had a job to do, papers to write, things to take care of. He needed to learn how to deal with not getting attention 24/7 without being a total needy brat. 

You had just finished up some work you had been doing for the last couple of hours. You figured it would be a good time to finally spend some time with Bill, maybe give him what he so desperately craved. As you walked up the stairs, you could hear the faint sound of groaning coming from behind the door. You smirked to yourself, thinking you knew exactly what he was doing. But to your surprise, you opened the door not to find your boyfriend pleasuring himself, but sitting on the ground in frustration. You peered over to see what he was doing. 

“Bill?” You asked, a small giggle escaping.

“Oh, hi schatz.” He replied, his tone sounding uninterested and focused.

You took a step closer to see what he was so worked up over, surprised that he wasn’t practically jumping up and down to see you. You finally noticed what he was fidgeting with. He was holding one of your pink ribbons that you use to tie your hair up, or that you sew onto your clothes. He was trying his absolute best (while failing miserably) to tie it into the perfect bow. Your heart melted at the sight of him trying to impress you. 

“Bill, what are you doing with that?” 

“I’m trying to tie it into one of those cute little bows you always wear… I was going to show you..” He said, his gaze still not shifting from what he was doing.

“Why?”

“Because… because I wanted to impress you. But this stupid thing won’t tie correctly.” He let out a huff of irritation, his messy hair falling in front of his face. His posture was slouched as he had clearly been doing this for a while. How hard was it?

You chuckled at his failed attempts. “Billy you’re doing it all wrong, let me show you.” You sat down on the floor in front of him, brushing his hair out of his face gently. You grab his chin, turning his face towards your hands. You took the ribbon from him and tied it quickly and effortlessly. You placed on your head and giggled. His jaw dropped at your ease and flawless tying skills. “How did you do that so fast?” “Practice, Bill, practice.” You smirked. “I’ll show you again. It’s easier when you’re tying it around something. I used to practice on people’s hair.”

“Well you’re not putting that thing in my hair.” He pulled his face back, twisting it in mock disgust. 

You let out a giggle, knowing he wasn’t really joking. You pondered for a minute until a thought struck you. “Here, put your wrists out in front of you.” You requested.

Bill’s eyebrows raise and he cocks his head to the side. “Both of them?” He asks, his voice laced with confusion.

“Yes, Bill. Both of them.” Bill complied. You quickly untied the ribbon and wrapped it around his bare, pale wrists. Step by step, you tied the ribbon around until it was in a perfect bow. “Did that make more sense?” You asked. 

“Uh, yeah, I think so…” Bill said, his mind clearly wandering. He shifted his gaze down at his wrists, at the beautiful piece of lacey, pink, ribbon tied tightly around his wrists. He got lost in his thoughts. His dirty mind taking over as memories of you handcuffing him, tying him up, came back. He missed your touch. It had been what felt like ages, years even, and this was already enough to drive him crazy. Oh how the poor boy wished you would just have your way with him right then and there. Take advantage of his restrained hands and ride him till he couldn’t cum anymore. “Are you focusing, darling?”

Bill snapped back into reality, being torn from his thoughts. “Oh, sorry, I was just… thinking.” He responds, his voice barely above a mumble.

“About?” You prompt, knowing your plan was already working.

“Not much.” At this point, you could practically see his thoughts. Bill’s face got red with embarrassment “This bow is certainly cute..” He continued, clearly trying to change the subject.

“It’s very cute! And it looks adorable tied perfectly around your wrists, doesn’t it, Bill?”

He swallowed nervously, realising you were just trying to tease him, get him flustered. “Mhm..”

You shifted closer to him, crawling into his lap and meeting his gaze. The red tint spread across his face got darker as he avoided eye contact with you. “Why are you so flustered, Bill? I haven’t done anything. We haven’t done anything.”

“Y/N…” He breathed out shakily.

“Tell me what you’re thinking about.” 

“You. I’m thinking about you.”

“Well duh, silly! What about me?” You knew. You knew him all too well. All his kinks, turn ons, every dirty thought he could have, you knew it like the back of your hand. But nothing felt better than hearing him admit to what that foul little mind of his was imagining. 

Bill bit his lip, finally speaking up. “Thinking about you on top of me… and this stupid bow restraining me…” He finally admitted.

You gave him a warm smile. “Oh? You pervert!” 

“Don’t give me that. You knew what you were doing.”

You shrugged it off as you placed your hands on his chest, pushing him down onto his back. You straddled his thighs, leaning over to pin his bound wrists above his head, moving your other hand down his stomach. “Do you want me, liebe?”

Bill’s head leaned back onto the hard floor. He tried looking at you, but your playful smirk and the sight of you on top of him was enough to make him cum on the spot. “Yes, fuck, I want you…”

You shifted your position, grinding ever so slightly against his clothed dick, feeling yourself get wetter by the second. Bill watched as your skirt rode up your thighs, exposing your soft skin perfectly. He wanted to grip some part of you so badly, your waist, your ass, anything. But of course, he was at your complete mercy. Even though it wouldn’t have been as hard to get out of the restraints of a simple piece of ribbon, he found himself not even wanting to. “Y/N, bitte…”

“God, you’re so hard and I’ve barely touched you yet. You missed my touch didn’t you, slut? Missed my touch, huh?”

He gave a shaky nod, whimpering out a faint “mhm”. He arched his back into your hand as you trailed it up under his shirt, placing it on his chest once again. “Stop teasing, please…”

“Be patient baby, if you really want it you’ll wait like the good boy you are.” 

Bill nodded once more as you removed your soft hands from his chest and carefully slipped your pink, lace panties off from under your skirt. You quickly unfastened his belt, pulling his jeans down along with his boxers. His tip was red and leaking with precum, just begging to be touched. And you could see it in Bill’s pained expression that he needed this more than anything in the world. You slid your shirt off over your head, revealing the cutest bra Bill had ever seen that turned him on to no end. He stared at your chest for a moment, taking all of you in. You gripped the base of his dick, positioning him right between your thighs, his eyes meeting yours suddenly. A loud exhale escaped followed by the feeling of Bill tensing up underneath you as you sunk down onto him. You try to conceal your whines from the stinging pain of his size as he bottoms out, but you’ll never be able to fully adjust to him.

Bill moaned as if it was his first time getting fucked by a girl, his back arched and his head thrown back. Just as he was starting to relax into it, you lifted off him and immediately slammed your hips back down. “Fuck Y/N b-be gentle…” He whimpered. 

“Shhh, Bill. It’ll feel so good soon, don’t worry.” You purred, starting to build a slow but rough rhythm. His hands strained against the ribbon that bound him, a pained groan escaping his lips. He just wanted to touch you again after so long of you not doing the same. “My poor baby doesn’t wanna be tied up anymore, does he?”

“N-no…”

“Well too bad.” You continued to ride him, laughing at his attempts to bring his hands up to touch you. Bill begs you to go faster on him, he can’t get enough of how you feel around him, your cunt clenched around his dick, fucking him dumb. “You’ve been begging for my attention all week. Now you have it. So you’re gonna take what I give you. Is that understood?”

“Ja, schatz…”

“That’s my good boy.” You softly praise. You admire the moaning, whining mess below you. Sweat forming on his forehead, his messy hair falling in front of his flushed face. He was so pretty. “You’re so pretty like this Bill- fuck…” You let out a moan louder than you anticipated as you push him as deep inside you as you can. The sound of skin meeting skin and breathless whimpers fill the room. “So pretty tied up like this for me..” “Baby I’m s-so close…” Bill pleaded. “Please, let me touch you…”

You pitied him. He was so desperate to hold onto you, to dig his painted nails into something while he came inside you. The poor thing.

You leaned down over him, pressing your chest against his. Without stopping your movements nor slowing them down, you carefully untied the ribbon around his wrists. “That better?” You asked, smiling innocently at him. Bill’s hands immediately flew to your waist, holding you tightly and almost forcing you down onto him. His nails scratched your soft skin harshly. You winced in pain slightly, but soon that pain turned to mind numbing pleasure. You felt his dick twitch inside you, signaling his release. “You wanna cum for me?” You cooed, prompting him to do so.

Another quick nod was all Bill was able to give in response. Though he wasn’t saying anything, only letting out high pitched moans, you were able to tell he was begging internally. Begging to let him cum inside you, to feel you cum on his dick.

“Go on, Bill.” You permitted him. He threw his head back in pleasure, nearly drawing blood with how deep his nails were dug into you. He whined out your name, dragging it through his orgasm as he came hard inside you, filling you up. “F-fuck, Bill…” You kept your rhythm, your body craving its release like a drug. Bill tensed up under you again, his limp dick feeling all too sensitive. “Y/N…” He moaned out. You couldn’t help but replay that in your head. The way he moaned your name made you feel so powerful on top of him. 

“God I’m right there...” You whispered. You brushed Bill’s hands off your waist, intertwining your fingers with his.  “Bill, mmh fuck!” Pleasure surged through you as his tip hit your g-spot. Your thighs tensed up as you came around him, a mix of you and Bill’s cum dripping down from your pussy. You finally come to a halt in your movements, taking in the sight of the pretty boy panting your name out from under you. 

“That was so…” He finally spoke out. “Oh my god.”

You let out a laugh, not even able to find the words yourself. You slowly pull off his dick, leaning down to kiss his forehead. “You did so well, darling. Took me so well.” You could see Bill was fucked out and exhausted, you almost felt sorry for him. He wouldn’t have been this tired if it weren’t for the fact that you’d practically neglected him this week. That attention whore wasn’t used to not being taken care of, so you figured you could make it up to him even more. “Cmon, Bill, I’ll run you a bath.” You whispered warmly. 

—

After a few minutes, you called out to Bill. He got up, stumbled, and made his way to the bathroom. You had lit some candles of his favourite scents and turned the lights off. A perfect way to take care of him afterwards.

Bill rid of the rest of his clothes and slowly sat down in the bathtub, feeling the hot water wash over him. You did the same, sitting behind him and wrapping your arms around his slim waist. “You look relaxed already.”

“I am.” He responded sleepily.

You spent the rest of the night praising him softly, whispering sweet nothings to him. Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep with his head tilted back, resting on your shoulder.

“Sleep well, my beautiful boy.” You whispered as you rested your head upon his. 

yikes..

sorry i didnt know how to incoperate the cutecore thing into it enough ell oh ell!!

[not-estxkios]

footage of me tying sleepy bills hands to the ceiling and making him watch me tease his dick for hours while cant do anything about it🤗

[divinelolita]

first kiss with the band headcannons <3

gender neutral reader‼️

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BILL:

・You may have confessed feelings for him before you leaned in or you may have done it without warning

・Unless y'all r already dating

・He would be so flustered either way bro 😪😪

・After you pull away he'd blink a few times as he stared at you.

・Cheeks flush bright red

・Like -bro becomes a tomato..

・Takes a second before he leans back in to kiss you, this time having a hand on your cheek or neck.

・He doesn't use tounge on the first kiss bro...

・Lightly tugging his hair while you kiss him makes him MELT

・Wraps his arms around your neck 🤭

・If you did like him he'd ask if you guys are dating now

・you better say yes.

TOM:

・If your in the middle of confessing to him he'd just kiss you

・He likes to speed things up, man. You signed up for this when you caught feelings!

・travels his hands to your waist as he kisses you.

・Doesn't care where you place your hands, but either on his neck or hips are good ideas.

・He'd try to act confident and unbothered but really he's screaming and dying of nervousness inside.

・He's the type of guy to bite your bottom lip/swipe his tounge against your lips asking for entrance (ew)

・Kisses down to your neck, nipping at the sensitive skin.

・You most likely wouldn't date yet

・He had to process how he felt during the kiss and how much he actually liked you, probably would bring it up a few days later.

GEORG:

・Freezes when you kiss him.

・Has to process your ACTUALLY kissing him

"shit what's going on? OH I'M BEING KISSED-"

・Takes a second before he kisses back, laying his hand on your thigh.

・He pulls away after a minute, asking you wtf your doing and if you even like him

・Maybe your drunk he doesn't know 🤷🏻

・After you confess he takes another minute to process this information.

HE THINKS ALOT DON'T JUDGE HIM😡

・Smiles/laughs softly as he leans back in to peck your lips again.

・Keeps his hands on your thighs/hips.

・Guides your hands to wrap around him as he scootches closer.

・Leaves a few kisses on your jaw if he gets more comfortable.

GUSTAV:

・He thinks you got dared to kiss him.

・Self esteem isn't that high

same gustav

・He backs up slightly when you lean in, about to ask what your doing.

・When you ignore him and continue to lean in and then kiss him, he feels himself get less tense yet his stomach feels like knots are tying.

・The kiss lasts for like 5 seconds and then he pulls away

"Do you even like me?"

・Thinks it's all one big prank, led on by maybe Tom.

・If you tell him you really do like him, and you are sincere, he'd give a small smile and giggle before leaning back in.

・Please wrap your arms around him.

・Like Bill he'd ask what you guys are gonna do

・If you suggest friends w benefits he's leaving you 💀

[x-aefx]

Words cannot explain the inhuman and indescribable emotions I feel whenever I see Tom in this interview.

He looks so good??

[sku1l-b4e]

Why do you guys only want Tom... What happened to my boys 😔

Me if ppl only ask for the twins:

[t0mkslvt46]

𝘎𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘓𝘈𝘡 𝘔𝘌𝘯𝘛𝘪𝘖𝘯𝘦𝘋?

[tokioangelic]

✧.* Skincare Georg Listing x Reader

(as usual repost from my wattpad, just a cute little fluffy mini fic thingy whatever)

Georg grunted in disapproval as you bundled his hair into a messy bun on the top of his head, making him look a lot like a pineapple. You leaned back to admire your work, laughing in amusement at how funny your boyfriend looked. Georg rolled his eyes playfully, lifting you up onto the Bathroom counter so you could sit on it. He stood between your legs, waiting patiently as you laid out all the skincare products on the counter. (Guys, I don't really do any skin care other than the little scrub exfoliation thingy, Face wash, Cleanser and moisturizer, so this little skincare thing is going to be basic.) "Okay, so first you need to wash your face" You instructed Georg, who stepped away from you for a moment to rinse his face. He held his hand out obediently, letting you squeeze a little Face wash onto his palm. 

Georg followed your instructions, washing his face thoroughly but gently. He stepped between your legs, his arms snaking around your waist as you carefully patted his face dry, Georg scrunching his face as you teasingly tapped his nose with your finger, laughing at his reaction. You reached for the face mask on the counter, Georg leaning forward to kiss your cheek. You turned back to face him, Georg peppering your face with kisses as his hands reached up to cup your cheek. "Georg, it's time for the face mask" You said between giggles, Georg not seeming to care about Face Mask time as he peppered your face with soft kisses. "I want to kiss you" He insisted, his lips sinking onto yours. 

"I Promise I'll let you kiss me as much as you want after the Face mask" You promised, Georg seeming to like that idea. He placed one final kiss to your lips before pulling away, letting you screw open the little Pot of the Fruity scented face mask. You leaned closer to him, focusing on applying the Mask to his skin, lathering it on generously and making sure not to get it in his eyes or mouth. Meanwhile, Your boyfriend admired you, only able to think about the Promise you had made to let him Kiss you to his heart's content. he shuffled from foot to foot impatiently, wanting to finish the little Spa session so that he could kiss and cuddle with you. "Stay still Georg!" You giggled, spreading the mask across his skin. 

"It feels nice and cold," He commented, standing still as you added the finishing touches to the mask. "All done! now you have to leave it on for ten minutes before you wash it off" You informed him, leaning over the sink as you washed your hands clean, putting away the little Jar of fruity face mask. Georg pouted, wanting the face mask to be off straightaway so that he could kiss you. You laughed at his childish expression, splashing him with some of the cold water from the running tap, the water spraying on his shirt that hugged his muscular torso. His jaw dropped in mock offense, his hands on his hips. You laughed, barely having the time to turn off the tap before Georg lunged forward, attacking you with tickles as you squealed. 

You squirmed on the Counter top, squealing with laughter as Georg tickled you all over, your shared laughter echoing around the bathroom. "Georg stop, stop it!" You choked out between giggles, trying to wiggle away from him as he laughed, pulling you into a hug as you giggled breathlessly against his chest, trying to compose yourself. You sneakily slipped his phone out of his jeans pocket, shuffling away from him and lifting the phone to his face, snapping ten photos of him with his face mask on, laughing as you sent it to the Band's group chat. 

"The Guys are going to make fun of me Schatzi" Georg complained, snatching the phone from your hands as you laughed, watching as Georg scrolled through the photos, Messages from The Guys already flooding in. "I think you look adorable" You grinned at Georg, who rolled his eyes, clearly not agreeing with your statement. Georg snaked his hands around your waist, pulling you against him. "Can I please take it off now? I want to kiss you" Georg whined, trying to give you puppy eyes as he batted his eyelashes, the expression making you crack up laughing. You nodded, still shaking with laughter. 

Georg washed off the Face Mask in double quick time, hurriedly wiping his face dry in his eagerness to get back to you and kiss you. "One last thing," You added, holding up your Moisturizer. "Don't worry, you can kiss me straightaway after putting it on"

Georg smiled softly as you massaged the Moisturizer into his skin, visibly enjoying it. "It feels so nice," He commented, his fingers reaching up to brush against his cheek, feeling how soft and smooth his skin was. "My face is so soft!" he exclaimed. You grinned, setting the skincare products aside and cupping his face with both your hands, pecking his lips. "See? Now you've got lovely skin- and you can kiss me as much as you want" 

[colbyskies]

Pretty Boy

Bill grows desperate for both Georg and M/n Georg x Bill x male reader 1.8k words

“Are you sure you want to do this Bill?” M/n asks, unsure with Bill's suggestion of Georg and him. 

“Please…” Bill whines. “I want you both, please.” The needy tone of his voice causes both boys to groan, advancing towards Bill. Bill walks backwards to the bed, falling once the backs of his knees collide with the edge. 

His nervousness grows as he is stalked by Georg and M/n, Bill quickly hurries to the top of the bed like a skittish animal being preyed upon. 

M/n and Georg take their shirts off almost in sync before crawling towards Bill who is now perched on his elbows. Both boys help Bill remove his shirt, before attacking his body with hungry kisses. M/n presses his lips to Bill’s while running his hands over his torso. Georg trails kisses from his neck to his pierced nipples, playing with the metal in his mouth and giving it an experimental tug with his teeth. Bill moans into M/n’s mouth encouraging Georg to do it again. 

Bill had expected M/n to taste like stale beer, but instead he tastes sweet. Cigarettes and cherry lip oil clash against Bill’s vanilla lip gloss, the more they kiss, the more Bill is able to taste himself. The way M/n roughly pushes himself flush against Bill’s body, turns him to mush. Bill expected M/n to be a good kisser, but he is far more than good. Each touch of their lips makes Bill’s stomach flutter and the way he licks his lips willing the other to open his mouth has him moaning. 

Bill’s breathing speeds up as M/n starts to kiss his neck, determined to leave pretty marks all over his beautiful pale skin. His pulse beats fast against M/n’s swollen lips. Bill’s mind is foggy, trying to focus on M/n assaulting his neck and Georg playing with his nipples until they hurt. 

M/n trails his kisses down Bill’s torso, stopping at his nipples to kiss Georg. Bill watches their tongues run along each other, getting more turned on if even possible. The tent in his tight jeans is almost painful, any sudden movement of his hips hurts as the friction is too stimulating. 

Once Georg and M/n pull away, M/n goes further down Bill’s torso until he reaches his waistband. He licks teasingly down his v-line as he slowly unbuttons Bill’s jeans. Bill moans in relief once he cock is released from the tight hold of his skinny jeans. M/n kisses and bites at Bill's hips, showing love to each side, but especially his star tattoo. 

Georg now makes his way up Bill’s chest attaching their lips together in a heated kiss. The kiss turns sloppy when Bill feels his boxers getting pulled down his legs leaving him completely exposed to his doers. Bill whimpers into Georgs mouth, waiting patiently for M/n to wrap his mouth around his swollen cock. 

He is almost fully distracted from the kiss as M/n puts his lips to his head giving it a slight suck causing Bill to jerk into his mouth and inhale sharply. 

“Please…” He whimpers into Georgs mouth, Georgs hands trailing up and down his sides, tracing over his sensitive nipples every now and then. It is too overstimulating, Bill wants it to stop. He wants them to stop playing with him, to take him like they said he would, but doesn’t say anything because he loves it. He loves the way they bring him to the edge again and again before taking him fully. 

M/n licks from the base of his cock to the head, before lowering himself further onto his dick. He takes him fully as Bill squirms beneath both his and Georgs constant teasing. Georg once again laps at his nipples as M/n slides rhythmically up and down Bill’s cock. Taking him all the way as he goes down, pressing the cold metal piercing in his tongue harshing against the underside of BIll dick as he goes up, sucking on the head of his dick and flicking the piercing against his slit  before going back down.

It drives Bill insane, how is he supposed to focus on two people when M/n uses his tongue like that. He rocks his hips into M/n’s mouth moaning loudly from both tongues locked on his body. 

“Hmmf… stop–ah…stop,” Bill whines, his head thrown back against the pillows. M/n pulls off his cock as Georg releases his nipples. “I’m gonna come if you guys keep it up.”

“That's the point, baby.” Georg mumbles, pressing his lips to Bill’s once again. Sweat beads off Bill’s forehead, his body growing more needy by the second. 

He feels the weight of the bed shift and pulls away from Georgs kiss. “What are you doing?” He questions M/n who’s now standing at the foot of the bed now naked and digging through a small bag. He pulls out a large bottle of lube and two condoms. “Getting supplies, baby.” He says huskily, crawling to Bill and kissing him hungrily. 

This time Georg goes to suck off Bill, using a very similar technique to M/n. Georg falls into every section of Bill's body, showing love to each bit, turning him inside out, loving the feeling of his dick in his mouth. Georg has never been with a boy before tonight, but he knows how he likes it. He loves it when girls swirl their tongues around the head of his dick before taking him further down their throat, so that's what he did. He loves it when they swallow around his dick, so that’s what he did. He hardly gives himself time to breathe, loving the noises and whimpers coming from Bill’s mouth. 

Bill’s moans and pants grow louder as M/n trails down his body, going below Georg. He licked from his inner thigh to the underneath of his cock. His tongue found its way to Bill’s hole, licking around the area and sliding his tongue in and out. Bill’s moans sound loudly against the walls of the hotel bedroom as he grinds down onto Georg and M/n.

“Ahh–too much. I'm gonna…” Both boys pull away before Bill could finish, wanting to save his orgasm for later. Bill whimpers, hiding his face under his arm as his hips flinch trying to create friction. 

After a bit of silence, Bill removes his arm from his face wanting to know what the others are doing. He finds them kneeling at the end of the bed, both now naked kissing each other. Georg pulls away before kissing down M/n’s chest and putting his mouth around his cock. Bill watches as Georg sucks off M/n, stroking himself at the pace of Georgs mouth. Only a few seconds later, Georg pulls off and they both turn their attention back to Bill. 

M/n grabs the bottle of lube and slicks up his fingers. “Are you ready?” Georg asks, nuzzling his face into Bill’s neck, breathing him in. “mmm.. Please.” M/n circles his finger around Bill’s hole until he feels the muscles relax enough for him to insert his finger. He slowly pushes into Bill, pumping his finger at a comfortable pace. Georg hangs around Bill’s neck, sucking and biting, distracting him M/n stretching him. Once he feels Bill relax around his finger, he inserts another causing Bill to tighten and shut his eyes. 

“Are you okay?” M/n asks, stopping the movement of his fingers. “Yes, keep going please.” M/n continues, curling his fingers to find the spot inside Bill that will make him melt. His fingers brush against the soft rubbery skin causing Bill’s stomach to clench and moan out a slur of swears. 

“I’m ready, please M/n.” 

M/n looks at Georg, who helps him put the condom on his now painfully hard cock. The two of them kiss roughly as Georg plays with the hair on the base of M/n’s neck. Georg kisses down his neck leaving a purple bruise on his collarbone before pulling away and going back to Bill. 

M/n squirts the lube into his hand and lathers up his weeping cock with a groan. He pushes up Bill’s knees and angles himself at his entrance, slowly pressing into him. “Fuck Bill, you’re so tight.”

Bill pants the further M/n pushes into him and the more Georg teases his cock, running his finger over his slit causing his hips to rut. M/n groans, steading himself with a strong grip on Bill’s hips, one that will definitely leave a bruise later, but neither of them care. Georg uses his mouth on Bill’s cock once again, licking up and down his cock and taking him fully. Bill whimpers, fingers digging into Georgs hair and M/n’s shoulder as M/n starts to fuck him with a fast pace. 

Bill grows dizzy and throws his head back into the pillows whining. M/n and Georg now in perfect rhythm. The pace set is almost painful, M/n’s cock hitting Bill’s prostate at a perfect angle with each sharp thrust of his hips. Bill curses under his breath, clenching his eyes shut to try his hardest to will away his orgasm, wanting to last longer. 

One of M/n’s hands releases his grip on Bill’s waist as it grasps Georgs cock, working him. Georg moans around Bill in his mouth, the vibration almost sending Bill over the edge. 

“Oh god.. fuck I’m so close.” Bill whimpers breathlessly, his voice getting caught in the back of his throat. 

Bill jolts as the grip on his waist grows tighter, a whine leaving his lips. The pace quickens as the sound of flesh slapping flesh fills the room and the beautiful sounds of everyone's moans. 

“Ahh– you take me so well, baby.” M/n groans and the praise is enough to send Bill over the edge. Bill feels his stomach tense and the wave of euphoria rush over him before he comes into Georgs mouth. His hips involuntarily moving through his orgasm and his legs shake. Georg pulls off his cock with a pop, orgasming himself at the sight of Bill ruined. 

“So beautiful, all ruined for us, angel.” M/n mumbles snapping his hips into Bill one last time before falling over the edge himself. He rides out his orgasm inside of Bill, striking his hips into his ass a few more times before pulling out and falling next to Bill. Black tears run down Bill's face from the overstimulation of his prostate. 

Bill lay in the middle of Georg and M/n, curling into M/n’s side as Georg spoons him from behind. “You’re so perfect, baby.” 

[iriswantstocry]

WHY'S NOBODY TALKING ABOUT THIS BILL ERA⁉️

(The jaw in the 2nd photo is slowly driving me insane😫)

[tvmkavlitzbby]

Dirty Talk

TW: nsfw, smut, dirty talk, degrading, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, breeding kink.

(this is very rushed, sorry for any mistakes lol)

"my little slut.. look at you.." you heard Bill say as his finger pumped in you, making you moan loudly.

"want everyone to hear you uh? want everyone to hear how good my fingers make you feel?"

you felt those words hit you right at the core, making your eyes roll back in pleasure, feeling like you could melt in Bill's hands.

"I asked you a question, little whore"

his voice now firmer as his movements slowed down to tease you and you knew better than to not answer him.

"yes.. want everyone to hear bill..." you said with a shaky voice, while his finger slowly worked inside you.

"Please..." you tried.

"Please what?"

"I need more, please..." you begged, almost desperately.

"say what you are, Y/N, then maybe you'll get what you want" he said, a smirk appearing on his lips.

"I'm your little whore, just a whore for you" you said, desperate, wanting more from him.

"that's it, good..." As he said this he removed his finger and you didn't even had the time to whine because of the sudden lack of contact that you felt him aligning with you entrance and moving at a quick pace.

you almost screamed as his tip hit the sweet spot inside you, gripping yourself on his shoulder.

"fuck, bill! make me your whore, please!" you said, almost not in control of your own mind anymore.

"ohw but you already are, all mine" he then kissed you roughly as he kept his hand on your hips to continue with his brutal pace.

"I'm gonna cum.. please.. let me cum" you said when your kiss ended, almost at your limit, looking at him with pleading eyes.

"beg, beg for me" Bill replied, mercilessly

"Please, fuck me, make me cum, please, please" and with your words he fastened the pace even more, making you cum and shake in his arms, while he whispered in your ears.

"so good baby, such a good whore, take my cum, so good" and with that you felt his cum spill in you.

(and after that came an awesome aftercare with lots of praises because he's the best boy)

[d0wn-in-the-morgue]

haii! :3 haiiii XD haiiiiii >_<

[andyclarkz]

Georg Listing

ׅ⁺°ׅ ꒰𖦹◠◡◠𖦹꒱ ‧݊˖ׅ ׄ

ׅ⁺°ׅ ꒰𖦹◠◡◠𖦹꒱ ‧݊˖ׅ ׄ

photo collage~~ andyclarkz

notes~ omfg i’m actually foaming at the mouth rn he’s so FINEEEEE.

[not-estxkios]

i constantly think of sucking this mans dick so hard that i get rug burn on my tongue and he is so overstimulated thanks bye