#hmhas

[chrissv4mp]

♱ SOUNDS BETTER

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

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

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

LETTERS. i hate this okay bye 💔💔💔

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[billsxmm]

Passenger princess. (b.e.)

bsf!billie x fem!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, this was gonna be a long night..

[drunkinyourbenz]

soft smut with bils?

୨ৎ can't sleep? b.e

୨ৎ billie eilish x fem!reader

୨ৎ genre: smut and fluff

୨ৎ content: sleepy smut, fingering, thigh riding, scissoring, pathetic sub top billie if you squint (shut up i'm in love with her i can't live without her)

୨ৎ note: hi i'm alive

୨ৎ wc: 1.8k

billie was busy making her album–it was a lot of work for her, and she was at finneas' house in his home studio almost every hour of every day. it often made her home late, but you didn’t mind. you'd visited them around 11am and had lunch with them and claudia, but you left after a few hours to feed you and billie's dog, shark. 

it was now almost midnight, and you were half asleep in you and billie's shared bed. you'd been trying to stay awake, wanting to see her when she got home. the book you had been reading was discarded to the side, and your phone sat on the nightstand, a soft glow emitting from it whenever you got a notification you were too tired to check.

billie finally arrived home, pulling her car into the driveway and parking. it wasn’t common for her to end up recording this late, but it was needed─she only hoped you hadn't waited up. she didn't want you to stay up just for her. she made her way toward the front door, quickly unlocking it and stepping inside.

slipping off her shoes at the door, which she shut quietly so as not to wake you in the hopes you were asleep. she placed her bag down on a stool in the kitchen and found shark, giving him a quick pat and a forehead kiss. she didn’t turn on any lights, instead relying on the soft light glowing from the window. she walked down the hallway, gently pushing your shared bedroom door open and peeking inside.

your head lifted off the pillow slightly the second you heard the door of your bedroom open, and a smile spread across your face. "get over here."

billie's eyes landed on you, and a fond smile graced her lips at the sight of you in bed. she fully entered the room and slowly walked over to the bed, slipping off her clothes from the day and pulling an oversized shirt over her head.

"bossy, hm?"

you simply roll your eyes fondly at her, silently holding your arms out, gesturing for her to join you under the covers.

a cheeky smirk tugged at her lips, teasingly pretending to ponder on obeying your command for a few seconds, before she eventually gave in. she needed to feel your arms around her more than anything, of course. she walked over to the bed after placing her clothes on the chair by the vanity. she slid under the covers with you, quickly wrapping her arms around you and pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

"hi, pretty," she murmured into your ear, her voice slightly gravelly from exhaustion. 

you smiled, nuzzling my face into the crook of her neck and mumbling sleepily, "hi, my love. missed you."

her smile only widened at your words, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead, “you saw me a few hours ago.” 

“still missed you. plus, it was eleven hours.”

a soft hum left her lips, “mhm. i missed you too, by the way. ‘m sorry i got home so late.”

you just shake your head, “you don’t need to apologize, it’s okay.”

the two of you fell into a comfortable silence wrapped up in each other’s arms, but something was holding you back from sleep. your eyes drifted to the analog clock on the nightstand, where the digital red numbers glowed ‘12:34’.

billie was still, so you closed your eyes. you opened them minutes later, feeling restless—despite being ready to pass out before billie got home. 

a soft sigh slipped from your lips, and billie’s arms shifted slightly around you. her lips were pressed gently against the bare skin of your shoulder when she spoke, her thumb tracing the ghosts of circles on your thigh.  “can’t sleep?” 

you shook your head softly, voice coming out in a sleepy murmur, "mhm. you too?"

a low hum of agreement left her lips, “don’t know why…” she shifted slightly, her hand resting gently on your waist as she traced shapes—they felt like stars—on your skin through the thin fabric of your clothes. 

the two of you remained like that for a few long moments, before her lips brushed your skin again as she whispered, “need a distraction?” her hand tugged ever so gently on the fabric of your shirt, so slight that it almost slipped your attention—but you noticed. 

you smiled at the clear implications in her words, “i do, but i’m so sleepy.”

a faint laugh left her lips, “that’s okay, i’ll do all the work.”

the smile on your lips widened at her words, you both knew that billie could easily spend hours pleasing you.  “hm, always so good f’me.” 

her hands travelled over the body she knew so well, giving one of your tits a teasing squeeze on the way down your body, propping herself up with her elbow as she hooked her index finger in the waistband of your underwear under your sleep shorts, pulling both down in one easy movement. 

leaning down, she pressed a soft kiss to your stomach, then your thighs, and then her fingers dipped between your folds. the moan you let out was so soft, so half asleep, that she almost came right then and there. it made her slip one finger inside you, shifting slightly so she was more comfortable. the moans you let out were so perfect, so enticing, and she slipped another finger inside you easily, scissoring them inside of you. she watched the way your face scrunched up in pleasure, and decided that sleepy sex with you was officially one of her favourite things. 

bringing her thumb to your clit, she circled it a few times, before her movements changed. you were too sleepy to realise she was spelling her own name on your clit, but she knew. she knew, and it was enough to make her clench her thighs together needily. the thrusts of her fingers were slower than usual, since she too was exhausted, but that somehow made it better. it was achingly slow, soft, and sweet. 

the feeling of her fingers inside you paired with her thumb on your clit and the sleepy fogginess of your mind made you let out another moan, your head falling to the side on the pillow and letting your half lidded eyes lock with her piercing blue ones. 

the eye contact just made everything better, and you groaned. “fuck–bils, baby–” 

her lips twitched up, “gonna cum f’me?” 

you nodded drowsily, and seconds later, she’d sent you over the edge. your head fell back onto the pillow again, although your eyes travelled to the ceiling this time as you exhaled softly. 

you were shaken out of your slight trance when you felt billie shift slightly, the familiar feeling of her grinding against your thigh making you lift your head again to watch her for a moment. she was just wearing an oversized t-shirt and underwear, what she usually wore to bed. your eyes were fixed on her for a moment, and the corner of your lips curled upwards when you took in just how needy she was for you. 

“baby?” 

her eyes finally looked up, half lidded with the pupils dilated. “mhm?” 

“take them off, sweet girl.” 

she did so instantly, without hesitation, lifting her hips from your thigh so she could tug her underwear down her thigh. she automatically rested back on your thigh, but you spoke before she could continue riding it. 

“no, baby. come closer.” your hand reached up and you gently guided her until her pussy was hovering over yours. 

billie’s eyes instantly widened in recognition the moment she realised what you were getting at, and she wasted no time in moving closer so that your core met hers, her head falling back and a choked moan leaving her mouth. “god, baby–” 

the two of you were grinding slowly against each other, still too tired to be moving with the usual vigour, especially after you’d already had one orgasm—but that didn’t make it any less passionate. 

her eyes were fixed on the way her soaked pussy moved against yours, but they drifted up to your face for a moment, watching the way you were still propped up on your elbows slightly. “lay back, baby. relax. i’ll take care of you.” 

you did just that, relaxing back into the pillows, although you were still watching her closely. the miniscule changes in her facial expression whenever your clits bumped together made the coil in your abdomen tighten. her dark hair fell in a curtain around her shoulders, and the soft glow of light from the ever so slightly parted curtains reflected like a halo around her head. she was the most gorgeous person you’d ever met—in this moment and all others. you watched her eyelashes flutter against her cheeks, and a groan left your slightly parted lips. 

“making me feel so good, baby.” 

she let out a whine, grinding slightly faster while her brows furrowed in concentration, bottom lip caught gently between her teeth. “i’m gonna–” 

you weren’t sure which one of you had reached the edge first, all you were conscious of was the intense pleasure building and finally snapping, and the feeling of both of your cum dripping down your thighs. 

your eyes automatically fluttered shut with pleasure, but you forced them open and they snapped to billie’s face, wanting to watch the way her own face contorted in pleasure. billie’s own eyes were shut, her head angled back as she breathed deeply, and you looked at the way the light lit up the column of her neck, and the slight peak of her collarbones that her oversized shirt allowed you to see. she wasn’t wearing a bra under the shirt, so you could see the outline of her breasts and the way they heaved with each breath she took.  her hair was messy and cascading down behind her, a little splayed over her face. 

never had you wanted to capture a moment more—you wanted the blissed out look in her eyes engraved into your brain, and you almost could have came again from the sight alone. 

once she’d ridden out her high, she collapsed on top of you with a heavy sigh, one of her thighs still slotted in between your own like a puzzle piece. nuzzling her head into the crook of your neck, her lips ghosting over your collarbones as she inhaled your scent deeply. 

“think you can sleep now?” you murmured, gazing at her figure clinging onto you in the darkness of your room. 

the only response you got was a sleepy murmur and billie nuzzling closer to you, and you smiled. your lips found the top of her head, and your arm draped loosely around her waist. 

“i love you.”

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[vi-steponmeplease]

THE HILLS

REQUEST: billie filthy smut pleaseeee

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pairings - fwb!billie x fem!reader

genre - smut

synopsis: as the rules of your casual friends-with-benefits arrangement with billie blur, one night in a hotel room becomes a turning point neither of you expected.

tw: domtop!billie, subbottom!reader, praise kink, strap (r!receiving), light choking, hair pulling, situationship/fwb.

word count: 1.2K

found out i was comin', sent your friends home keep on tryna hide it, but your friends know

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i only call you when it's half-past five the only time i'd ever call you mine

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You're not entirely sure how it led to this moment—your back arched, face buried in the pillows to muffle your cries of pleasure, eyes rolling back as waves of euphoria overtake you.

Her hips ram into yours with rapid, intoxicating thrusts, her hands exploring your body—one gripping your hip firmly while the other threads through your hair, tugging your head back and forcing your spine to arch even deeper.

"Fuck, you feel so good."

You're not even sure you heard her right—your ears have been ringing for the past ten minutes. Nevertheless, you don’t really care what she said, as long as she keeps doing what she’s doing. Your body moves on its own, writhing in ecstasy, while your mind drifts helplessly in a sea of pleasure.

Your skin glistens with sweat, a testament to how long the two of you have been at this. The last thing you remember is calling her from the analog phone on the nightstand, telling her to meet you at the hotel where you’re staying.

This has become a bit of a routine for you both—whenever one of you feels needy, you call the other for a discreet hookup. It’s nothing official, so you’re forced to sneak around, careful not to get caught by her fans.

Her navy strap is one you've grown unbelievably accustomed to, just like the feeling of her calloused hands roaming your body, never neglecting a single inch.

"Billie, fuck!" you gasp, her groan vibrating in your ear as her body presses tightly against yours, her thrusts growing sloppier. Her breasts press firmly against your back, drawing a guttural moan from deep within you. "I'm close, so close—" Your bottom lip is caught between your teeth as your hand flies up to grip the headboard, desperate for something to ground you. "Please."

Billie curses under her shaky breath, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you even closer, her hips driving into you with relentless force. Her pace quickens, her face contorting in pleasure as the strap hits her just right.

"Please what?" she grunts, her free hand cupping your left breast, squeezing just enough to elicit a whimper before sliding up to wrap around your neck. The cold silver of her rings contrasts starkly with your hot, sweaty skin.

You almost want to beg her to slow down—your pussy throbbing from the punishing rhythm—but you're too consumed by the moment, lost in the delirium of her fake cock filling you so perfectly.

"P-Please, faster," you manage to whimper, your lips parting as tears well in your eyes. You bite down on your wrist, trying to stifle the desperate sounds spilling from your mouth, but she quickly moves your hand away. She wants to hear—no, revel in—the pretty noises you make for her.

A breathy moan escapes her lips as she inches closer to her own release, her hands gripping your hips tightly to steady herself while her pace grows more frantic. "Such a good fucking girl," she breathes, her sultry tone alone enough to send you spiraling. "You take me so well."

You’re not sure how the two of you haven’t received a noise complaint yet, given how long this has been going on—though what feels like hours is probably closer to forty-five minutes.

Billie’s hand trails down your body, her skilled fingers finding your sensitive clit and stroking it with practiced precision, drawing out another throaty moan from your parted lips. Before the sound can fully escape, her free hand clamps over your mouth, only to slip her thumb past your lips. Instinctively, you wrap your lips around it, your tongue grazing the pad of her thumb as she watches with a smirk.

Instinctively, you push your hips back, grinding against the silicone cock in a silent plea for more—for her to fill you so completely that it drives you to scream her name until it echoes through the room.

Sensing your impending release, Billie suddenly pulls out, flipping you onto your back with practiced ease. She pushes your legs up, your knees pressed against your chest, before slamming into you again without hesitation. The new angle sends shockwaves through your body, arching your back and pulling even louder cries from your lips.

Her thumb finds your clit again, rubbing in fast, deliberate circles as she watches you squirm beneath her. She mentally savors the sight, basking in the knowledge that only she can undo you like this.

Part of your arrangement had been to avoid talking about any other hookups during your downtime, but truthfully, Billie hasn’t been with anyone else since this began. No one gives her the same electric rush that you do. And though she’d never say it out loud, she’s certain no one else can make you feel the way she does—and maybe, just maybe, she’s a little proud of that.

Your hands slide up her damp chest, squeezing her breasts before trailing behind her neck to pull her closer. She doesn’t know exactly what compels her to brush her lips over yours—a kiss that’s both needy and tender. It catches you off guard; you’ve never kissed her before. Ironic, considering all the other obscene things you’ve done together, but kissing always felt like crossing a line into something more intimate.

But right now, you couldn’t care less.

Your fingers thread through her hair, brushing it out of her face as your lips move in perfect sync. The kiss is charged, igniting a spark that sends a shiver down your spine. Not only is she amazing at fucking you, but, God, she’s an incredible kisser too.

A familiar knot tightens in your stomach, making you grind down against her desperately. A moan escapes her lips, and that’s your breaking point. Your back arches off the bed as your orgasm crashes over you in waves, leaving you gasping for air.

Billie watches you unravel beneath her, and the sight alone sends her over the edge. A loud groan rips from her throat, her usual care for discretion abandoned as the walls of the hotel room bear witness. Slowly, she pulls out, leaving you with an aching emptiness that only intensifies your sensitivity. She collapses beside you, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggles to catch her breath.

"Fuck, that was..."

“Intense?” you finish for her, a breathless chuckle escaping as you sit up, wincing at the soreness in your legs.

“Something like that.” She climbs off the bed, removing the strap before making her way to the bathroom. Pausing at the door, she glances back at you, her pink lips pursed slightly. “You wanna rinse off?”

“Together?” you ask, eyebrows knitting in confusion. She responds with a shrug and a simple nod before disappearing into the bathroom. Curiosity and the promise of warm water drive you to follow her.

Aftercare from Billie isn’t something you ever expected. It was never part of the unspoken rules of your agreement, a dynamic that thrived on boundaries and the title of “friends with benefits.”

But something feels different—like a rope has snapped inside her, loosening the rules she’d held so firmly. Because right now, in this fleeting moment, you’re not just a casual fling.

You’re hers.

[hometobeer]

boyfriend billie eilish 𓆩♡𓆪

[maiya-was-here]

this is so fucking awesome.

[imhappierthanever]

Billie comes to visit you at work & she’s hungry for a little lunch:

Another boring morning. A Monday at that. You struggled getting out of bed before making your way to your office. Late as always since you and your girlfriend decided you would live together.

Every time you made any progress, she would send you back about two steps. Undressing you, pealing off your most intimate items, wrapping her arms around you, kissing you hard enough to make you get caught up in the moment. Just what she wanted.

When your makeup was just right, she would capture your lips with her own, leaving you to have to touch it up yet again.

When you made breakfast for you both, she ended up sitting you on the counter, standing between your legs as her hands caressed your body gently. She was never hungry for the food. Literally just you.

“Billie- I h..I have to get to work. I’m sorry my love…” you let your hands travel all over her body as hers explored some of her favourite parts of you.

“You can be a little late.Can’t you? Stay here and show me that you’re my good girl.” She said biting your neck gently. She was absolutely NOT making this easy for you.

Finally the sound of the kettle sounded, and you kissed her cheek before hoping down and fixing your outfit back. You made a cup of tea for Billie and yourself. A little peace offering before you knew you had to hurry out the door. You handed it to her, gently stroking her cheek. “I’ll be home from work before you know it. Then I’m all yours. You can have me however you want me, baby. Okay?” At this she softened, pecking your lips as a thank you for her tea. She used her free arm to wrap around your body, trapping you against her body as she tried to get her full of you before you rushed out the door.

“Promise?” She said hopeful. Her big blue eyes lighting up. You laughed before promising once more, kissing her lips softly before you both separated.

You reached for your suit jacket placing it on before smoothing your hands over your hair, making sure every strand was still in place. Once you were somewhat satisfied, you blew your girlfriend a kiss, grabbed your bag and lunch and made your way to work.

About twenty minutes later you were sat at your desk. Wondering why you rushed to a place you despised so much when all you wanted was to be back home with her.

You sighed as you looked at a picture of you both, running your fingers over the heart shaped frame before letting yourself work on something other than thoughts of Billie. You suffered through meeting after boring meeting and all before lunch. Once 1:00 hit you made your way back to your office, happy to have a break away from it all. You grabbed your lunch box that Billie always packed for you the night before and got ready to settle in, ready for one of her cute notes.

No wonder why it felt so empty you thought to yourself, folding the note quickly and slipping it into your pocket so no one else would see. Before you could even gather your thoughts, you heard a knock on your window. Not your door, but your window. You knew it had to be her.

You turned your head to see your girlfriend standing there with a half bitten lip and actual lunch. For you. The look in her eyes told you that you would be the only thing she was having this afternoon.

You smiled rolling your eyes before rushing over, letting her in. “You know, there’s this great thing called a door babe. You should try it sometime.” You giggled before wrapping your arms around her, welcoming her into your space in more ways than one.

“This is more fun.” She said crashing her lips onto yours before setting your lunch aside.

“I’m fucking starving.” She said biting your lip, pulling it into her mouth before letting her hands caress you, peeling off your jacket, unbuttoning your blouse and hiking up your skirt to reveal your barely there underwear. “I’ve wanted you all morning. And you made me wait. Such a bad girl. Not listening.” She said as she tore your underwear away from your core, sliding them down your legs before putting them in her pocket.

“Billie I-“ “you can’t what baby?” Billie said before taking a seat in your chair, pulling you down on top of her. “The blinds. Everyone will see.” You whispered, already overwhelmed with everything she was doing to you.

“Let them see.” She said freeing you from your bra, still not completely undressing you. Just needing to get you opened to her as much as she could.

You whimpered as her tongue circled your nipple, biting down making you moan loudly. Forgetting where you were. Forgetting that your boss share a wall with you and could probably hear exactly what you two were up to.

Billie thrived on that sort of thing. She loved living on the edge and feeling like at any given moment you could be caught. It enhanced her experience.

You held onto Billie as you grinded against her, the friction of her jeans adding to the moment. Your wetness adding to her jeans. She didn’t mind.

“That’s right baby. Make a mess on me.” She whispered in your ear sending shivers down your spine. “I love it when you’re this wet for me. Can’t wait to taste it.” She said letting her fingers slide down to your core, spreading your wetness, loving that you were already a throbbing, shaking mess just from her touch.

Once she decided you were wet enough, she used one arm to hold on to you, and the other to swipe everything off of your desk. You silently thanked yourself for putting the picture of you both inside your drawer.

She laid your body down on top of your desk. Your body was aching, back arching, waiting for her to take what was hers. And when she finally did you found your fingers woven in her dark brown wavy hair, moans bouncing off the wall as she consumed you. She ate you like a starved woman, pulling you closer to her mouth, her tongue lapping at your pussy, diving into your waters. Neither of you could get enough.

Gone were the thoughts of what you coworkers would say if they had been listening through the wall. Gone were the thoughts of people seeing you, or the work you had to actually do. All you could focus on as Billie.

Her eyes never leaving yours, her fingers digging into your thighs as you gave her everything you had to offer. Feeding her. Giving her exactly what she wanted. You had always been her favourite for lunch.

[amara-eilish]

can you write a fic based on billie wanting to film r and her having sex (but like with sub!top!billie pleassee) i love ur work and i'm sooo happy ur backkkk

kind of not proofread sorry!

"but baby what am i gonna do so far away from you!" billie says in front of you. the both of you were both lying in bed while billie brushed her fingers through your hair. billie had just brought up the fact that the two of you were going to go without sex for 2 months on her first leg of tour.

you laughed at how much she needed you but brushed off the topic. the topic changed, and the two of you talked about random things before it got quiet. you could hear billie's breathing getting heavier.

"what's wrong pretty? what's got your head thinking so hard?" you ask

billie smiled softly, "i want to record us, make a video. something to keep me company when i'm missing you." her eyes sparkled with joy and you could see how much she wanted it. " a video, hm?" 

your voice was quiet as you whispered in her ear softly running your fingers down her back. "what kind of video do you want to film sweet girl?"

billie whined burying her head in your neck, "you know what i mean baby" she mumbled.

"do i? can you remind me baby?" you tease.

"wanna film us having sex," billie whispers clawing at your clothes.

you laugh quietly and nod at her to go set up the camera. she shot up quickly running to set it up.

she propped the phone up on the bedside table, angling it to capture the entire bed, ensuring everything would be captured. the camera lens stared back at them, a silent witness to the scene about to unfold.

"gonna show you what a good girl i am for you" billie says excitedly. "yeah? gonna be good for me?" you breathe out in anticipation.

your breath caught as billie's lips brushed against your core. the feeling of billie's tongue sending shivers through your body. your back arched, pushing your hips upwards, as she ate you out. billie's mouth was relentless, her tongue flicking and probing, driving you to the brink of ecstasy.

"fuck baby" you gasped, your hands gripping the sheets tightly. "doing so good f'me, making me feel so good, pretty."

billie's moaned at the praise, the vibrations adding to the pleasure. she could get drunk off the taste of you and bathed your continuous praise.

as your moans grew louder, billie slipped two fingers inside curling them to find that sweet spot that would send you over the edge. your body tensed, muscles clenching around billie's fingers as you cried out in release.

"yesss baby. so good for me always. always been my good girl" your voice echoed through the room, pushing billie to continue, savoring the taste of your orgasm.

billie crawled up your body, leaving a trail of kisses along your chest. before kissing your lips passionately.

you laughed, a playful glint in your eyes. "can't wait to watch it back. maybe we should make a few more, just to be sure."

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[x-aefx]

heyyyy I’ve been seeing so many of the Billie girls write little morning blurbs w/ Billie but I never see falling asleep with her. Obvi I had to ask you if you would write something because you create the best most soul fulfilling fluff ever. Please fuel my delusions 🫶

Oml i was so excited to write this 🤭 your so very sweet thank you thank you thank you i hope you like it!🤍

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NIGHTS LIKE THIS BILLIE EILISH X FEM!READER

You cradled the hot cup of tea in your hands as you lay back on the coach, watching your favorite program on the tv, 'how i met your mother'.

Your were cozy in your living room, sitting in your baggy staying in clothes and fluffy socks feeling at ease for the first time today.

You sipped on your hot beverage, it calming you down as the episode you were watching neared its end. You blinked slowly, attempting to stay awake.

The sound of footsteps walking down the stairs alerted you, all exhaustion temporarily vanishing as you looked over at Billie, who was approaching you happily.

"tired?" She asked you knowingly, you always got tired at this time.

You nodded your head yes standing up from the coach with your now empty cup. Billie shook her head when she seen you walk towards the kitchen. With a smile she took the cup from your hands, giving your lips a quick peck. "Let me do that, I'll meet you up there." Said Billie, referring to your shared bedroom.

You nodded appreciatevly. Your legs carried you slowly up the stairs, finding it hard to get the energy to move any faster.

You knew you would be too hot in your oversized jumper and sweatpants so you changed out of them and into one of Billie's old t-shirts, the ones she adored seeing you wear.

Lazily you walked into your bathroom and brushed your teeth and face, your eyes threatening to close.

When you finished you sat down at your vanity and began taking your hair out of the messy bun it was previously in, and began brushing through the tangled mess with a hairbrush, something you would be thankful for in the morning.

As your body began shutting down for the night, you started brushing aimlessly with your eyes half closed.

You were in a daze of sleepiness, your body aching for rest from all the work you had done during the day.

Night time was one of your favorite times, preferring it over the day because you could relax and sleep without a worry.

Suddenly a hand took the hair brush out of your own and finished what you had started. You looked to Billie, meeting her eyes in the reflection of the mirror you faced. She smiled at you and you smiled back.

"someone's tired." She laughed, knowing damn well once it hit twelve o'clock you were out like a light. Billie always found it cute.

You hummed, leaning back against her body.

Billie brushed carefully through your hair, detangling it without causing you any discomfort or pain. When she finished she set the hair brush back on the vanity and rested both her hands on your shoulders. She leaned down so that your faces were level, pressing her cheek against yours, causing you to giggle.

"come on sleeping beauty." She grinned.

You turned in your seat, intending on standing up until Billie stopped you.

"let me help you." She mumbled and suddenly you were being carried in her arms over to the bed.

Billie placed you down gently and it was then that you realised she was already ready for bed, having gotten ready whilst you watched tv. She had quickly got into the habit of timing her routine with yours.

You got comfortable in bed, pulling the covers over your body as you relaxed, a sigh of relief leaving you.

Billie got in beside you, moving to be closer to you like she preferred. Her arms instinctively wrapped around yours, pulling you closer. She lay nearly on top of you with her head on your chest and her legs tangled with yours.

You felt her smiling against you making your heart swell.

"i love you." Billie said, looking up at you with love in her eyes. You smiled, "i love you too." You repsonded.

Slowly, with sleep nearly taking her, Billie leaned up to kiss you. It was a gentle, delicate kiss, one neither of you would be able to sleep without. The two of you smiled at eachother before Billie lay her head back down on your chest, her arms tightening ever so slightly around you as she fell asleep to your scent and the sound of your breathing.

You combed your fingers gently through her hair lazily but lovingly, until you soon joined her in dreamland. The two of you remaining in eachother's hold for the night, neither wanting to pull away.

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[chrissv4mp]

bring that over here , BILLIE E.

summary: when billie sees you come out of the shower, she can't hold back her crush on you anymore.

pairing: bsf!billie eilish × bsf!fem!reader

warnings/topics: smut, dom!billie, sub!reader, fingering, praise, begging, pet names(mamas, baby, good girl, pretty girl, etc.), oral, restraints, blindfolds, etc.

a/n: first billie one-shot, gimme ur thoughts🙏

wc: 2.6k

"call me back when you get here," billie said, finger tapping on the back of her phone as she looked up at the ceiling of her living room.

"i will, see you in a little, bills." you replied, smiling even if she couldn't see.

before you could hang up, billie's voice came through your phone again, and you put the device back up to your ear.

"wait, wait! i forgot to tell you that i got you somethin'." the girl spoke, sitting up straight on the couch before resting her feet on the coffee table.

your eyebrow raised, and you laughed nervously, "what? you really didn't have to, i'm just sleeping over for a few days. did i do something?"

billie smirked, "nope, just wanted to get you something. you work so hard and barely ever treat yourself, y/n."

your cheeks flushed, eyes flicking between your floor and the kitchen counter, "thank you."

"no problem, mamas." your smile faded at the nickname, face turning redder by the second.

it wasn't like that was the first time she's called you by that name. it was just that it had such an effect on you, and you had no idea why.

"see you later," billie muttered before she hung up.

the doorbell rang, and billie quickly got off the couch and went over to the front door. she smiled when the door opened, revealing you.

"hey," the black-haired girl said, leaning down to give you a hug before moving to the side to let you in.

"i missed you," you replied, looking back at her, placing your backpack beside the couch before sitting down.

billie hummed, lockint the door before walking over to the couch and taking a seat next to you, "i missed you, too."

"and that's why i got you this," the girl exclaimed, grabbing a white box from off the coffee table and giving it to you.

your smile widened as you grabbed the box, carefully opening it and revealing a necklace that had your initial on it, "oh my god, thank you so much, bills!"

she nodded, smile wide, "of course, y/n,"

"lemme help you put it on?" billie asked, reaching out for the necklace in which you gave it to her.

you turned your back to her, and billie gently moved your hair over to one of your shoulders, her cold touch making you shiver slightly.

billie bit her lip, noticing how soft and clear your neck was. she just wanted to mark your skin, make you hers.

she carefully clipped the necklace together, before scooting back as you turned to look over at her again.

"it looks great on you, mamas," she complimented, eyes traveling further down your body, going unnoticed by you.

your cheeks flushed again, looking down at the floor, nervous as you felt her gaze on you.

"thank you," you muttered, a small smile on your face.

"billie!" you called, and the girls head quickly went up from her phone as she got on her feet.

"yeah?" she yelled back, tucking her phone into her back pocket and making her way over to the hallway to hear you better.

"could you get my towel? i forgot it when i got in here. it's on your desk chair." billie hummed in response before making her way up the stairs to her room.

after she made her way back down, she knocked, towel hanging over her forearm as she waited for you to crack the door open.

you opened the door slightly, leaving the smallest space so billie could slip the towel through, and as the black-haired girl looked up, she froze.

her face flushed a light pink color, and her tongue peeked out to wet her lips at the sight of your body in the mirror. she could only see the top half of you, but she wasn't complaining.

your tits were on display, and billie couldn't help but stare. sure, she'd seen them whenever you two went to the beach together, but now they weren't covered.

your wet hair was still falling over your shoulders, some strands sticking to the wet skin of your neck. you looked unreal, and billie couldn't help but bite her lip.

"are you there?" your voice had the girl jump slightly before quickly slip the towel through the gap, her eyes moving down to the floor.

the door closed, and she wasted no time in walking back to the living room and sitting down in her spot again.

her phone wouldn't satiate her boredom anymore. she felt like only you could in this moment of time.

billie groaned, throwing her head back against the couch in frustration. she swore you did that on purpose. why else would you open the door that much?

maybe she was overthinking, but then again, you knew she had a crush on you. she didn't even try to hide it, and yet you still didn't care.

i mean, who wouldn't want billie eilish obsessing over them?

the creaking sound of the bathroom door caught billie's attention, her head turning to look over at you.

you stepped out of the bathroom in nothing but your towel wrapped around your body, your now dry hair falling perfectly over your shoulders.

the blush on your best friends face was noticeable from where you stood, now, and you couldn't help but smirk.

your smirk widened as you watched her stand up, making her way over to you with a pout clear on her face.

she stopped in front of you, closer than intended, before she spoke.

"what game are you trying to play, y/n?" billie asked quietly, tilting her head to the side.

your eyes stayed on hers, arms crossed over the front of your chest to hold up your towel, "i don't know what you're talking about."

her lips upturned into a small smile, taking a step closer to your half-naked body. you could feel her breath on your lips.

billie's eyes went down to your lips, her breathing shaky from how close your two bodies were.

her hands stayed at her sides, not wanting to be the first one to give in, "oh, i think you do,"

"you're teasing me, trying to get me to break," she muttered, tongue peeking out to lick her lips again, "just tell me what you want, y/n."

your eyes moved to her lips, staying there for a while before your eyes found hers again.

exhaling shakily, you grabbed the collar of her shirt, pulling her body flush against yours, "i want you, billie."

she opened her mouth in a silent gasp, shock flashing over her features before she finally leaned down to kiss you.

you smiled into the kiss, feeling her hands on your waist through the fabric of your towel. billie sighed, running her tongue across your bottom lip, asking for entrance.

your lips parted, and the black-haired girl quickly dipped her tongue between your lips, exploring your mouth and whining.

she was the first to pull away, chest heaving up and down from breathlessness as she stared at you with lust-blown pupils.

"you're so fuckin' hot." the girl confessed, knees almost giving out just from the way you looked at her.

"and you're by far the best kisser i've ever met." you whispered, looking up at her.

she nodded with a smirk on her face, "yeah?"

you hummed in approval, grip on her collar loosening, "go upstairs, i'll be there in a minute."

the black-haired girl didn't think twice, following your orders as she quickly made it over and up the stairs to her bedroom.

she grabbed a hair tie from her desk, putting up her hair before sitting on the desk chair, waiting impatiently for you to come through the door.

billie bounced her leg as she heard the stairs creak, eyes fixated on her halfway open bedroom door.

she gasped quietly as she watched you open the door, your naked body on full display for her to see. her face flushed red, getting out of the chair and walking over to you.

her hand landed on your bare waist, and you shivered once again at her cold hands. her free hand went to close and lock the door before she pushed you against it.

her clothed body was flush against yours, and the feeling of the fabric of your bestfriends shirt rubbing against your chest made your nipples harden.

a whimper escaped your throat, lips parting slightly as you stared up at billie, "need you,"

the girl almost groaned at your confession, instead inhaling sharply before going to tease you, "how bad, baby?"

"s'fucking bad, bills.." you whined, hands going up to tug at her collared shirt.

her hand landed on yours, stopping your movements as she gripped your hand harshly. she finally got to touch you after all the time she's waited.

"well, you can wait a little longer, yeah? go sit on my chair for me." billie demanded softly, stepping back to let you walk over and sit.

she bit her lip, walking over and kneeling in front of where you sat, "so pretty, baby."

you sighed impatiently, moving to spread your legs and show your wetness to your best friend, "please."

the black-haired girls breath hitched, her pupils almost completely covering the light blue irises of her eyes.

"fuck—just, wait, stay here." billie exhaled, getting off her knees to go to her closet.

you listened to her, waiting on the chair for her return. when she did come back, you felt her presence behind you.

"put your hands behind the chair, y/n," she muttered softly, and you obeyed her, moving your hands so that they were resting behind you.

you felt the girl tie your hands together with a soft ribbon, and your eyes rolled back just at the thought of being restrained whole she touched you.

her hands left yours, and then she came into view again, walking back in front of you and getting on her knees.

she didn't even ask this time, knowing what your answer would be just by staring into your eyes before pulling your legs apart and tying each of them to either leg of the chair.

the ribbon was blue, of course, that was one of the colors she was obsessing over currently. she had blue everything, and fuck, even her shirt was a light blue.

there was still one last piece of fabric in her hands, and when she went to move behind you again, you knew what it was for.

"is this okay, y/n..?" she whispered, her breath on your ear turning you on even more.

you nodded frantically as if it was the last time you'd ever get to do this, and billie chuckled quietly before beginning to put it around your head.

your vision was completely black now, and you squirmed around in the chair out of excitement and nervousness.

"made me wait so fuckin' long.." you heard the girl grumble before you felt cold hands on your thighs.

"i should make you wait longer.." a pout showed on your lips, and you threw your head back softly with a whine, "but i'm nicer than that, and i want to taste you s'bad."

billie went silent, and you would've thought she left the room if it wasn't for the feeling of her breath on your chest and her weight on your lap.

you gasped as you felt her lips wrap around your nipple, her tongue swirling around the hardened bud.

her hand went to your other breast, toying with your nipple as she worked the other with her mouth.

the girl groaned as she continued her movements, her mouth moving higher up your chest and leaving a trail of purple-ish marks up to your neck.

she could mark you now, she could let everyone know that you were hers now. billie sucked on the pulse point of your neck, making you squirm even more at the pleasure.

"fuck, fuck, fuck. feels s'good, baby," you moaned quietly, hands straining against the ribbon around your wrists.

as she continued the bites on your neck, you groaned impatiently, hips bucking up in an attempt for some sort of friction.

"please, baby, i need you. need you t'fuck me so good.." you begged, and billie whined at the wetness pooling in her panties at your noises.

the girl got off your lap, quickly dropping to her knees for the third time that night. this time, you felt her lips on your thighs, trailing kissing upwards and toward the place you wanted her the most.

your hips bucked up again, and this time billie pushed you down, her grip surely leaving marks. your lips upturned into a smirk as you let your best friend control your movements.

you'd never been in a situation like this ever, and billie being one doing this to you made it all the more pleasurable.

"shit," you gasped, feeling the girls tongue run along your clit and then your entrance.

she dipped her tongue into you slightly before pulling back and repeating her motions.

after a few minutes of her torture, you heard the girl huff and then felt 2 of her fingers slip inside of your entrance.

"fuck!—billie, oh m'god," whines and whimpers fell from your lips, and you swore your wrists were white with how hard you were tugging on the ribbon.

the black-haired girl smirked as she watched you squirm, your chest rising and falling quickly, "doin' so good, pretty girl."

her fingers curled as soon as she was knuckles deep inside of you, making you let out a pornographic moan at the feeling.

she chuckled as she continued fucking you with her fingers, leaning down to wrap her lips around clit and suck harshly on the swollen bud.

billie was sure she would get noise complaints sometime tonight or tomorrow morning, but she didn't care. all she cared about was getting you off right now.

"m'gonna cum!—please, please, please lemme cum, bills..!" you begged, the rest of your sentence coming out as incoherent babbles.

she smiled around your clit, her fingers speeding up and ignoring the ache in her wrist.

her lips left your clit, and she licked them, groaning audibly at your taste, "cum for me, mamas, c'mon,"

just from her words, you came with an especially loud moan, eyes feeling like they would roll to the back of your head from the pleasure.

"s'good, such a good girl for me, baby." the girl praised, eyes fixated on the way your chest rose and fell with each breath you took.

as you came down, billie carefully pulled her fingers out of you, moving to stand up, "open."

you listened to the girl, opening your mouth and feeling her fingers rest on your tongue. you quickly lapped at them, licking then clean of your juices before she pulled her hand back.

billie took off the blindfold and restraints before helping you onto the edge of her bed to sit again.

"how was that, mamas?" she asked softly, stroking your cheek with her thumb as you rested on her clothed chest.

you only nodded, feeling incapable of speaking after the high you just came down from.

she smiled, laughing softly before kissing your head.

"so, i don't know if you know, but i'm interested in more than just bring your friend, y/n." she teased, and you laughed.

"actually shut the fuck up," you playfully nudged her shoulder before pulling her in again.

a few moments of silence, and then you spoke again, "i'm also interested in being more than just your friend, bills."

tags: @cindylcuwho @livialifesblog

[sterredem]

LUNCH

Billie eilish x driver!reader

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Summary Billie Eilish has a girlfriend, and the whole world knows.

Warning spelling mistake, not proofread

A/N not the biggest fan but I like it. Thanks for the request, and sorry that it took so long to post, but life has been a bit busy atm.

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IF YOU'RE GONNA LIE, DO IT IN MY BED

☆ SYNOPSIS: billie kept lying to your face, but when she looked at you like that, you didn't really have it in you to care. you did, however, have it in you to push her further by being a brat. ☆ PART TWO ☆ RELATIONSHIP: dom!billie eilish x fem!bratty!reader ☆ WARNINGS: SMUT, mean billie (oops), reader is a tiny bit pathetic, bratty reader, situationship/fwb, angry sex (kind of?), crying, established safe word (not used), strap-on, oral on a strap-on, deepthroating, gagging, oral, overstimulation, squirting, degradation, praise, petnames (pretty girl, baby, ma, etc.) name calling (slut, whore, brat, etc.), choking, hair pulling, humiliation, dumbification, billie is so condescending in this, toxic dynamic. ☆ NOTE: sorry babes i've been totally off the grid, writing this when i should be studying calculus lmao!! this is long as hell i'm so sorry i got carried away 😭 title from the song ‘guess we lied…’ by fletcher. this is oxytocin billie at her finest btw!! also situationship/fwb billie has me in a chokehold !! also i'm on my period rn lmaooo ☆ WORD COUNT: 4.8k words

you’d been in a friends with benefits situation with billie for roughly the past four months, but you’d known each other for far longer. billie was too busy for a proper relationship, so the past four months had been all hotel rendezvous and stolen kisses, but no real commitment.

billie would always fuck you better than anyone else could, and you'd be left alone in a cold and empty bed the next morning. she knew how to treat a girl, that was for sure, she was just emotionally unavailable. she needed someone who didn’t need her to actually be present in their life, just there for a good time when she felt like it. 

of course, that was where you came in—you and the countless other girls she had wrapped around her finger. there had been many girls throughout the years, but rumour had it, most of them were gone after less than a month. that knowledge gave you an addictive feeling of importance, something that kept you coming back for more. you might mean nothing to her, but you meant more than the others did. 

you’d planned to meet up today, but billie was late—of course she was. 

she’d been at a party—of course she had. 

chances were, she’d been out fucking one of the many other girls she had totally entrapped in her siren-like charm—she told you that you were her favourite, but you weren’t sure you believed her. she probably told every single girl she fucked that, she just happened to keep you around for longer than most. 

so she stumbled into the hotel room she’d told you to meet her in, forty five minutes late, a resting frown on her face as she kicked off her shoes upon entering the room. you look up from where you sat on the bed scrolling your phone, raising an eyebrow. 

“late again, where were you?” your voice didn’t sound accusatory, simply curious, but you were accusing her of something, and she knew it. 

she shrugged casually, her face still set in that slight scowl. “a party, it’s not important.” 

she was clearly in a bad mood, but you didn’t really have it in you to care. her bad mood was no excuse to leave you hanging for almost an hour. you laughed dryly. “next time, just cancel. i don’t care if you don’t want to see me, that’s fine. just don’t leave me waiting here for you to show up.” 

billie rolls her eyes slightly, through her eyes, it genuinely didn’t matter, and it was irrational for you to be this annoyed. the two of you weren’t dating, she did this with so many other girls, you weren’t special. “god, you’re so dramatic. it was just a party, it’s not a big deal.”

you let out a soft scoff, “i don’t care that it was a party. just let me know next time so that i don’t sit alone in an empty hotel room for almost an hour looking like an absolute loser.” 

“i meant to get here on time.” 

“don’t lie to me, i know that if you mean to do something, you do it.” which was true. if billie actually wanted to do something, she found a way to do it. 

billie raises an eyebrow, “you’re being a brat.”

you bite back another scoff, but can’t stop yourself from snapping back at her. “and you’re being a bitch.”

something seemed to change in billie’s eyes then, one of her eyebrows raising as she took a few steps towards you. you almost instinctively took a step back, a reminder of the control she had over you even when you were trying to be mad at her.

her eyes were a fraction darker than they had been before, her sharp blue eyes fixated on you as she kept waking forward, backing you towards the hotel bed without even touching you—that was the power she held over you. 

“i’m being a bitch? hm, interesting. you don’t look like you think i’m a bitch, you look like you want me to fuck you.” her voice was smooth and level, but there was a sort of harsh bite to it, a warning, foreshadowing for what was to come.

you couldn’t even deny it, not really. you wanted to deny it, but she was right. you did want her to fuck you, despite how little she clearly cared about your feelings right now. 

she took a step closer again, and you felt the back of your knees hit the mattress—you hadn’t even been aware of stepping that far back. she watched you closely, a calculating look in her eyes.

���so? you gonna say it, or what? i know you waited around for a reason.”

again, she was right. why else you have waited around for almost forty five minutes? no one fucked you like she did, and you could tell she knew it, from the smug smirk that always painted her lips when she was fucking into you with her strap. god, she could be so cocky sometimes, the knowledge that she was so incredibly hot was a little too powerful for her. 

when you thought about it, it was kind of pathetic that you’d actually waited around for forty five minutes. like, who does that? why had you sat alone in the hotel room, waiting for her in the silence? why hadn’t you walked out after twenty minutes and gone to the party where your friends were probably drunk off their faces—the party that you had skipped because you already had plans. plans with billie. 

you’d waited around for forty five minutes, and you knew full well that you weren’t going to get her to have a mature conversation. so, you concluded, you might as well make the wait worth it, and let her fuck you. and if you were going to get fucked, it might as well be good. 

so, when you spoke, you kept the slightly snarky tone. “obviously, why else would i have waited around for so long?”

she saw the bratty look in your eyes, and her eyes darkened further. she clearly wasn’t in a great mood, and needed a way to blow off steam—your brattiness was giving her exactly that, an outlet. she huffed, grabbing your jaw tighter as she stared at you. she pushed you so you fell onto your back on the bed, landing with a slight impact on the soft mattress. she crawled on top of you so she was straddling your hips, one of her hands coming to wrap around your neck, pressing down to give you just the right amount of pressure. it was a warning, but you weren’t at all worried. 

“watch your fuckin’ tone, ma. and don’t look at me like that. you’re a brat today, aren’t you?” 

you caught the slight sparkle in her eye in reaction to your attitude, which just pushed you further. she was enjoying this, seeing you act up. you kept the same tone to your voice, looking up into her eyes as her ring-clad hand pressed down on your neck.

“well, i think i deserve to be a brat, after being left hanging for almost an hour.”

she pressed down slightly harder on your neck, her nails digging into your skin slightly and her eyes narrowing as she held your eye contact. 

“is that really how you want to play this? don’t act like you didn’t wait around here like an obedient little slut for that whole hour.” 

you could’ve sworn you felt your brain falter as her words went straight to your core, because when she talked like that, you always melted a little bit inside. you couldn’t find any quick smartass comeback this time, but you didn’t want to look even more pathetic by fumbling for a response you weren’t going to find, so you simply rolled your eyes.

at your eye roll, she pressed her lips together slightly, “where’s the good girl i normally get to fuck? hmm?” she said those words as if your bratty attitude is somehow displeasing to her, but you knew for a fact that it was the opposite. she loved when you were like this, it gave her an excuse to be rougher, meaner. 

“guess i’ll just have to remind you how to behave, won’t i?” 

the hand on your neck snaked around to the back of your head, where she took a fistful of your hair in her hand and tugged roughly at it, sending a stinging sensation to your scalp. she used the hand she was pulling your hair with to angle your face upwards, so you were looking right up into her eyes. you held the eye contact, an almost challenging look in your eyes as you spoke again.

“maybe you should. might wanna hurry up with it, though. getting bored here.” that was a blatant lie, you were not bored, and you could listen to her degrade you like you were her slut for hours, but you wanted to push her. you wanted her to be unable to resist fucking you hard. no matter how good the other girls she’d fucked at the party were, you would be better, and you were sure of it. you had to stand out somehow.

your words did indeed have the intended effect on billie, and she let out a scoff, giving your hair another harsh tug as a reminder that she was in charge. 

“watch that fuckin’ mouth, sweetheart. it looks better when it’s being put to use.”

that, of course, was the perfect opening for another bratty remark, and you were too deep in to resist winding her up now. “well, i don’t see you putting it to use, do i?” 

and… that was it. you could practically see something in the wiring of her brain change as she snapped. “that’s it,” she breathed out, her grip on your hair tightening as she climbed off you, pulling you off the bed and pushing you to your knees on the floor in front of her in an instant. 

“you really can’t learn to shut your pretty little mouth, can you? you know, you’re a lot prettier when you shut up.”

she was unbuttoning her pants as she spoke, and you could see the bulge of her strap-on underneath the clothes. within moments, her pants were discarded on the floor, revealing her signature long red strap. for how long she’d spent on the back and forth teasing, she sure seemed to be in a rush now. her hand returned to your hair, gathering it in a makeshift ponytail, harshly tugging your head back to an angle that worked for her. 

“you’re also a lot prettier on your knees, so gorgeous f’me.”

those words were misleading, almost soft. when she spoke again, her voice was raspy as she looked down at you with that harsh look in her eyes. “my fuckin’ slut. gonna take what i give you, and you’re not gonna complain.” 

that you weren’t, even in your bratty state, you knew you weren’t in a place to complain, on your knees in front of her. plus, you were pretty sure that you wouldn’t need to complain, not for this. you were right, when she pushed the strap-on into your mouth. you hollowed out your cheeks to make it easier to take—not that billie was at all concerned with whether this was easy for you. she wanted to make you cry, she wanted you to be an absolute mess, right there in front of her and on your knees.

your tongue swirled along the sides of the strap, putting on a show for her. she smirked, loving that she had finally shut you up. the satisfaction of seeing you no longer talking back didn’t last for long, however, and soon she had tightened her grip on your hair, holding your head firmly in place. then, she started thrusting the strap as deep as she possibly could inside your mouth.

you faltered at first, your gag reflex acting up, as always. you’d always had a bad gag reflex, but billie didn’t seem to care. after a moment, you managed to sort out the gagging reflex, but it wasn’t long before it was acting up again. you could feel the tears prickling at your eyes, as you always did when billie did this. you were convinced the only reason billie ever got you to suck off the strap was so she could see you cry when you gagged. 

after a while, you felt the tears rolling down your cheeks, mixing with the spit that had gathered around your mouth from the sheer pace at which billie was thrusting the strap into you. you let out a muffled whimper around the faux dick, and if you could look up and move your head from the tight grasp billie had on your hair, you’d see the cocky smirk painted on her face. she loved shutting you up like this, and she loved seeing the tears rolling down your cheeks. it was a reminder that she could make you into a mess like no one else ever could. 

“god, look at you. so pathetic f’me.” 

eventually, once billie was satisfied with how much of a mess you were, she pulled the strap out of your mouth, using the still-harsh grip on your hair to pull you up off your knees. she manhandled you to your feet in front of her, looking you up and down for a moment with a smirk. she took a moment to just take the sight in, your hair messy from how she’d held it, your cheeks tear-stained, and a slightly dumb, empty look in your eyes—oh, how she just adored how much of a mess she could make you. 

it wasn’t long that she spent admiring you—she was still in a bad mood, and she desperately needed to blow off some steam. pretty soon, she had crossed her arms while she looked at you closely, “strip.”

you didn’t hesitate—she was unbelievably good at stripping you of your brattiness, as well as your clothes. you could feel any stubbornness you’d had leaving your body at an alarming speed. once you were stood there in front of her in just your bra and panties, billie’s lips twitched up into a small, satisfied smirk. she placed a hand on your shoulder, pushing you backwards to the bed with ease, and you fell backwards onto the sheets and pillows that had been perfectly smoothed out by the hotel staff earlier that day—they wouldn’t be looking that flawless for much longer. 

she took a few more moments just admiring you, in front of her on the bed, almost bare. her index finger slipped under your panties before letting them snap back onto your skin with a teasing grin. her other hand moved to your bra, where she tweaked at one of your nipples through the lace, the sharp pain rushing straight to your core.

it wasn’t long before she’d manhandled you into the position she wanted—from behind, it seemed to be a favourite of hers—and rid you of your bra and panties. she lined the strap up with your entrance, and within moments, she’d thrusted the strap fully into you, not giving you any time to adjust. one of her hands circled your clit teasingly, dipping inside your pussy briefly and gathering your wetness on her finger with a smug smirk.

“so wet…that all from me throwing you around? treating you like some dumb toy? fuckin’ whore.” 

you let out an utterly pathetic whimper, and she chuckled darkly as she thrusted into you roughly from behind, your pussy swallowing her so perfectly, so willingly—a huge contrast from the bratty display you’d been putting on earlier. her hand squeezed at your ass as she gathered your hair into a makeshift ponytail again, harshly forcing your head back. 

“mm, look at you taking me so well, so much prettier when you just shut up. moments like this remind me why you’re my favourite.” you were sure you weren’t her favourite, you were sure she said that to all her girls, but you didn’t care. you let out a moan at her words, and she gave your hair another tug in response. “so fuckin’ pretty when you let me do the thinking, baby.” 

she gave your hair another harsh pull to emphasise her next words, “dumb brats don’t need to think, yeah?”

you whined again, and she laughed, the hand that was grasping your hair moved to circle around your neck, squeezing slightly. it wasn’t enough to really hurt you, just a display of dominance—as if the way she was thrusting into you wasn’t enough to tell who was in charge. 

the metal of her rings dug into the skin of your neck as she squeezed, and another moan spilled from your lips at the feeling combined with the pace at which she was fucking you from behind. 

keeping her pace the same and her hand around your neck, she asked, “colour?” she always checked in, no matter how caught up in fucking you she might seem, she was always attentive to your signals. 

“green,” you muttered, surprised you even managed to get a word out with the amount of pleasure you were feeling.

she grinned, although you couldn’t see it, and kept pounding into you at the same harsh speed, the hand that wasn’t around your neck squeezing your ass again. then, she leaned over to speak in your ear, her body pressed against your back. her lips brushed against the shell of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. god, she knew what she was doing. 

“still think i’m a bitch, hm?” 

you debated just not replying, but you knew that being bratty again was just what she wanted you to do—and who were you to deny her? “a bitch who’s fucking me good, yeah.” 

if you could see her, you would’ve seen her smirk widen as her warm breath fanned over your neck near your ear, and she gave your ear a teasing nip, “still a brat, i see. guess i’ll just have to fuck it out of you.”

she moved away from your ear, the hand around your neck moving back to its previous position in your hair, tugging your head back with her harsh grip. her other hand moved to your hip, holding you in place as she thrusted into you. another trail of moans fell from your lips, your hands moving to dig into the sheets of the bed. “i’m- fuck, billie—” 

she laughed condescendingly, giving your thigh a slap, and you whimpered as the pain sunk in. “mm, a bitch who’s fucking you so good you can’t even form a whole sentence, right?” 

you just cried out at her words, your hands gripping the sheets as your walls clenched around her strap, your head going fuzzy from the pleasure she was bringing you. you didn’t care how many other girls she had fucked right before she got here, not when she was fucking you this good. you were so, so close, and she could tell.

“cum on my cock, baby. wanna see you fall apart,” she gave your hip a squeeze and tugged your hair, and that was enough to push you over the edge. you came with a moan, clinging onto the sheets like your life depended on it, pleasure washing over you in the most intense waves. your eyes squeezed shut as you mumbled incoherent nonsense, “bils, fuck—oh my god…”

she grinned again, keeping up the bruising pace, which you assumed was just her helping you ride through your orgasm. but even once you’d come down from the intense pleasure, she was still thrusting deeply inside you, causing whimpers to fall from your lips. 

“bils, too much–fuck, it hurts—”

giving your hair another pull, she spoke with that same raspy voice, “i don’t care if it hurts, you’re gonna take what i fuckin’ give you, mamas. you know what to do if it’s really too much.” 

you let out a strangled cry as she kept pounding into you, the pleasure mixing with pain and creating an intense feeling of ecstasy—but she was right, if you needed her to stop, you knew what to say. but you didn’t, you just kept letting out those same broken moans as your hands tangled in the sheets. your release was gathering around the base of the silicone as she pounded into you. 

she let go of your hair, moving her hand so both of them were firmly holding your hips, keeping you in place as she fucked into you at that bruising pace. you were almost certain you would have bruises from how firm her grip on your hips was—not to mention how unlikely it was that you’d be able to walk the next day—but you didn’t care. it just felt too good, her fucking into you like this, the way she was manhandling you…

it wasn’t long before one of her hands snuck down to your clit, circling it torturously with her index finger and drawing even more desperate moans from your lips. you were embarrassingly close to your second orgasm, it couldn’t have been longer than five minutes since you came down from the last, but you could feel your walls clenching around her strap again. 

billie noticed this, of course, and you could visualise the smug smirk on her lips when she spoke. “gonna cum f’me again, pretty girl? god, you look so much better like this.” 

so, you came around her cock for the second time that night, moans falling from your lips like music. your arms were aching from holding yourself up, and you slumped down slightly, resting your head on the newly messed up sheets of the bed, a soft sigh escaping you. your thoughts were jumbled and you couldn’t pick out a single coherent thought amidst the mess of pleasure, your thoughts just a repeating mantra of billie’s name. 

after a moment, billie pulled the strap out of you, and you whined again at the feeling of emptiness that took over you. she laughed softly, a slight condescending undertone to it, before grabbing your shoulders to turn you over so you were laying on your back. her touch was decidedly more gentle than it had been earlier, but she clearly wasn’t finished with you yet. 

once you were on your back, she pushed your thighs apart and settled down between them, propping herself up with her elbows and looking up at you. her lips twitched upwards when she took in the expression on your face, you were completely wrecked—and she’d made you like that. she watched as you took deep, heavy breaths, your head resting back against the bed as you stared at the ceiling. 

“can you move up f’me? get your head on the pillow, ma.” 

her voice was almost soft, and you nodded quietly, using your weak arms to pull yourself up the bed slightly. once your head was resting on the pillow, you let out a soft sigh of relief—your neck was aching from how hard she’d been gripping it, so the pillow gave you some much needed extra support. 

she looked at you for a moment, before speaking again, that raspy hint to her voice still very much present. she seemed a bit more cautious than she had been, a lot of her frustration from the day clearly fading from how hard she’d fucked you. “i wanna taste you, baby. colour?” 

you nod softly, exhaling slowly. you were exhausted from how hard she’d been fucking you, but you needed her mouth on you. “mhm, green.” 

it didn’t take any more confirmation for her to lean down and bury her face in your pussy, her hands gripping your thighs and holding you firmly in place. her tongue licked a stripe up your slit, drawing a loud moan from you. your thighs instinctively closed around her head, the amount of pleasure she’d given you hard to bear. she tsked, giving your thigh a warning slap and firmly forcing them open again,

“stay still.” 

two fingers slipped inside you with ease, and she started thrusting them inside you at a torturously slow pace while her tongue circled your sensitive bud. the slow pace was a contrast from how fast she had previously been pounding into you, and you knew she was doing it on purpose to drive you insane. everything she did was always so calculated, exactly what you needed at that moment to make you fall apart, to make you an absolute mess for her. 

her free hand moved up to your tits, giving them both a soft, misleading squeeze, before harshly pinching your nipple between her index finger and thumb, laughing mockingly when you let out a soft cry of pain.

“oh, it hurts? hm, you’re fuckin’ pathetic, baby. such a mess.”

the sounds of her fingers inside you echoed around the hotel room, the only sound other than your moans. you were so impossibly wet, and you could feel another orgasm approaching rapidly as her fingers curled inside you, “mm, you’re taking me so well. such a good, dumb slut for me, hm?” 

your walls clenched around her fingers at her words, and she grinned, nipping at your inner thigh teasingly before returning her tongue to your clit. “yeah, my good little slut. like when i call you that, ma?” 

you moaned again, and you were coming on her fingers before you could stop yourself, your body going limp against the bed as you were hit by your third high of the night, moans falling weakly from your lips. 

billie didn’t stop her movements, her tongue moving from your clit to your pussy, gathering your taste on her warm tongue and moaning softly. her fingers replaced your tongue at your clit, and you flinched as they circled your sensitive bud. 

you let out a whine as her tongue kept up her movements, slurring out a soft protest through the pain of being so overstimulated, “bils, i can’t– ‘m too sensitive—”

she hummed against your pussy, the vibrations eliciting another moan from you. she pulled back ever so slightly to respond, but you could still feel her warm breaths hitting your clit in the most achingly pleasurable way.

 “fuckin’ take it like a good girl, know you can.” her fingers kept circling your clit. “you want to be a good girl for me, right? make up for being such a brat?” 

you nodded desperately, because yes, you wanted to be her good girl. you wanted to please her, “yes, fuck– wanna be your good girl, billie-” 

billie grinned, her tongue returning to where it had been, slipping inside you as her fingers teased your clit, “mhm, my good girl. my favourite girl.” 

you whined at the pleasure she brought you, trying not to close your thighs around her head again as they shook from the sheer pleasure of this moment. you didn’t even really comprehend her words, the way she kept throwing around the lie that you were her favourite.

you didn’t even care if you weren’t her favourite girl, being one of the girls was more than enough for you. you didn’t care how many other girls she’d fucked right before this, because you could feel her tongue coaxing yet another powerful orgasm out of you. a sob left your lips, the pleasure overwhelming you and taking over your body in every way possible. god, she was too good at this.

you opened your mouth to warn her, but all that came out was a moan as she flicked your clit with her finger, and the dam broke. your head fell back against the pillow as liquid gushed out of you, soaking her chin and the sheets below you. 

she eagerly lapped at it, and you let out another strangled whine, your hand reaching out to her head. your fingers tangled in her hair, trying to guide her off you. your things were shaking, your skin tingling, your body drenched in sweat, your mind foggy.

it was too much, the pleasure becoming too overwhelming. you’d have told her that if you could form words, but she took your signal and dragged her mouth away from your pussy, pressing a few soft kisses to your inner thigh. 

“mm, look how messy you are, mamas. such a messy slut, all for me?”

you whined softly as she pressed kisses to your trembling thighs, “all for you.”

she grinned up at you smugly from where she lay between your thighs, her eyes raking over your face and body. her smile widened as she took in just how wrecked she’d made you, your hair messy and your body limp and exhausted, paired with the marks that were already appearing on your hips and neck from her harsh grip. she found you unbelievably gorgeous when you were like this, and she gave one of your thighs a teasing squeeze. 

she had fucked the brattiness out of you, just like she’d said she would. 

“see, baby, what did i tell you? so much prettier when you’re not being a brat.”

[trulyy-yourzz]

HEYYYYY so I'm also fan of daniel ceasar and he has a song and the lyrics go like

"The piano that I fuck you on.Same one that on which I write these songs for you.They're one in the same.That goes for us, too, I give you my name.The bed on which I lay to sleep.And lay with you and lay in deep.There ain't no difference, this case there isn't.That goes for us, too."

please write a fic of billie inspired by these lyrics. thank youuuuu in advance

♡Smut - B.E x Fem!reader

Billie fucking you on the piano? Genius. I decided to give this a little twist and make it a little christmasy, enjoy baby 💕

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It was cold outside. Freezing, really. And there's nothing better than a cup of hot chocolate and quality time with your girlfriend while she played your favorite songs on piano during the night of christmas Eve.

Your head laid on top of the piano, watching Billies fingers skillfully glide across the piano, pressing each note with intent as she played a beautiful melody. The song was one you remembered from her playing it many times, so you hummed along.

Billie looked up, locking eyes with you as a warm smile plastered across both of your faces. She stopped playing, and tilted her head. Her eyes lingering on yours as she sighed and laughed. "What's funny" You said, giggling.

"How i manged to end up with such a gorgeous woman like you." Your heart skipped a beat, butterflies filling your stomach. It's not like it was the first time you've heard her compliment you. But coming from her, it was always special. "Thank you baby."

Her tongue stuck out between her lips, adding a glossy coat to them as she smiled at you once again. "I really want to kiss you right now." You lifted your head from the piano and walked towards her. As you got closer, she reached for your waist, wrapping her arm around you and pulling your body down onto her lap. "Then kiss me Billie." And without a second to waste, she did exactly that. Connecting her soft lips with yours, kissing you tenderly.

You cupped her cheek with your hand, deepening the kiss as you hummed softly, sending vibrations through Billies body. Doing so, she groaned, shifting your position and fully pulling you onto her lap, causing you to straddle her.

You wrapped your arms around her, tracing circles on the back of her neck as you pulled away, gasping for air. "You're amazing" She whispered, clearly in an completely different headspace. She was lost in your touch, and hopefully soon enough.. your taste.

Billie slid her hands underneath your thighs, lifting you off of her and placing you onto the piano, your hands accidentally bashing all types of keys on the piano in the process, creating a messy and scrambled tune that rang throughout the house. Hungrily, she connected her lips back with yours in need of any type of physical touch she could get.

Billie swiftly parted your legs, cupping your pussy through the thick fabric, causing you to moan and pull back, gasping for air. "Billie.." She just shushed you and grabbed onto the bottom of your pretty white skirt, lifting it above your waist, only for her to discover that you weren't wearing any underwear. She bit down onto her lip, smiling. "Good girl."

She leaned back, getting a good look of you already a mess. Your silky hair disheveled and legs parted, waiting impatiently for her to just touch you. And this was only the beginning. "Fuck."

"Come on billie.. touch me. Please?" You whined, the desperation clear in your voice, sending a shiver down her spine as she exhaled, her voice trembling once she spoke. "Oh, I will baby. Trust me." You nodded your head as she grabbed your leg, pulling you closer. You leaned back, watching as she coated her middle and ring finger in her own spit. She smirked, watching your body squirm.

Slowly, she slid the two digits inside your folds, groaning at the feeling of your walls tightening around her fingers. "Relax mama." You nodded your head, taking a shaky deep breath. Abruptly, she pushed her fingers deeper, hitting at just the right angle, causing your back to arch off the piano. "Oh my- Fuck, right there!", "yeah? You like that hm?" You nodded your head rapidly, pushing your hips up, greedily needing her fingers deeper. Needing to cum.

Her other hand snaked her way up your chest, wrapping her hands around your neck and applying just enough pressure for you to know who's in charge. Billie curled her fingers into your spongey walls, attempting to coax those sweet moans out of you. Your body began to tremble, your breaths sharp. Quickening. Your breasts rise and fall quickly, shuddering as they join your body's excitement. "Billie i.. I need to cum–", "Hold it for me, baby. I know you can."

You cried out, head tilted back and giving into the sensation, legs shuddering as you tried your best to hold it in. Billie watched as your eyes fluttered closed, taking the chance to sit back down and grab onto yoir thighs, spreading your legs farther apart. Attaching her lips to your clit. Sucking. Licking. Soaking in the taste of you.

You gasped, choaking on your moans as your hands frantically grabbed onto a fist full of Billies hair. Reaching for something. Anything.

You squeal, a spasm of delight as your eyes roll back. She hummed, the vibrations making your body jolt as your legs instinctively closed around her head, grinding onto her face. Wanting.. needing to cum. "I can't..! Billie!!"

"Cum."

Your body arched off the piano. Your sharp crys and moans now being the only kind of melody that filled the room. The music of a woman's pleasure. No piano. Just you. You panted, breasts quivering with each rise and fall of your chest. But she doesn't stop. Too consumed in the taste of you. Addicted. You looked so pretty when you were like this. You were the most beautiful woman in the universe. Moments like these were sacred to her. And she wouldn't trade anything for it, not even the world. You belonged to her. And she belonged to you.

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Notes: The original was 100 times better than this trash, but Tumblr decided to be an ass today and delete it. I told myself I would post today so heres this for now 🥲 I'll make something better soon 💕 ily!

[eeuni]

babydoll ! b.e

smut & SUB!BILLIE YALL

your gorgeous girlfriend walks through the door, after getting up for a few seconds to go to the bathroom. her wet cunt begging to make you feel good, she needs you. after having a dream about you she couldn't help but touch herself a little, but when she saw you on the bed, her breathing failed.

your hair messy, no sheets on top of you, with your arms above your head, as if you were tied up, waiting for her, the shirt that belonged to billie now on your body, lifted, showing the lower part of your breast. she bit her lip, whimpering as she approached you.

billie didn't care that you were sleeping, she was too desperate to think about that. she lifted your shirt higher, showing your hard nipples as the breeze blew through them. her mouth opened and she shoved one of them in hard, starting to suck.

"m-mmh" you moaned, shifting a little. your hands reached for what was supposed to be your tits, but it was billie. you opened your eyes in confusion, listening to billie's labored breathing as she sucked on your tits. "bils?-"

"i need you, mama." her voice sounded like a plea. your tit was now wet, your nipple totally hard from the breeze. "please!"

billie's eyes pierced yours, begging you with that little whisper to let her destroy you. a little more awake, you grabbed her hips to lift her body on top of yours. she let out a gasp.

"such a fucking little slut, mmh?" you whispered on her lips.

she was already desperate, she tried to move on top of you to get friction but you didn't let her. she nodded, once again pleading with her eyes.

"please, need you s'bad, mama." she swallowed hard.

you really enjoyed seeing her like that, it excited you. you lowered her head so that her eyes were right in front of your pussy, already wet. billie could tell by the moisture between your panties. she stuck her tongue out, whimpering quickly to bury her head — but you stopped her.

"no!" she complained.

"ask me for permission before you suck my pussy, it's the least you can do after waking me up like that. or you are no longer my good girl, baby?" billie could feel her own wetness, her pussy aching.

she knew you were right, she just wanted to be your good girl and what she did was inappropriate. her eyes looked up, her mouth slightly open.

"please, please. let me taste you, i'll be a good girl!" you laughed at her pathetic plea, throwing your head back swallowing your laughter. billie looked at you even more desperately. why weren't you answering her? "please! i will never do that again—mmh!"

she couldn't finish speaking because you filled her mouth with your pussy, you buried her head hard. billie's eyes rolled back in her head, sucking on your folds.

"that's it, g—good girl!" you smiled, stunned as you felt her flat tongue lick you like a fucking lollipop.

your eyes closed, head back and a pressure between your legs made you realize that you were very sensitive so there wasn't much time left for you to cum in her mouth. you had to dig your nails into her hair, and you moved her head away from your clit.

"m-mommy!" billie moaned.

"take off that damn bra." you said, startled.

she stood frozen for a second and quickly removed her bra, revealing her breasts. you opened the palms of your hands to fit her breasts perfectly, squeezing them tightly. "suck them, please!" billie asked you.

of course you would.

"i need you to put your pretty fingers in my pussy, okay? do you think you can do that for me, sweet girl?" when those words came out of your mouth, billie was already nodding desperately.

her long fingers slipped in, brushing your clit with her thumb. she smiled as she watched your reaction and heard your loud moan. you, for your part, put one of her breasts inside your mouth, biting as you felt your girlfriend's fingers. she trembled, her legs did too. billie threw her head back, overstimulated by what she was feeling.

"im yours, im yours!" she moaned. your moans were being muffled by her tits.

you felt like you were close to cumming, you pulled her breast out of your mouth and started moaning really loud. you closed your eyes, billie fell straight to your breasts to bite them and play.

"baby, im gonna—" billie felt your walls embrace her fingers and how you began to squirm.

"please, mommy, cum for me." that was all it took for your juices to fill your girlfriend's fingers, you let out a scream and billie couldn't help but take her fingers out and suck them. "so sweet."

you were still struggling to breathe, it took you by surprise when billie grabbed one of her breasts and rubbed it over your throbbing clit. her hard nipple made you moan again. you were still very sensitive. you grabbed her shoulders.

"mmh! billie!"

she was more than satisfied, but you weren't. there was still some help for billie's poor, wet little pussy. you grabbed her cheeks, moving up to your face and kissed her. she moaned into your lips.

"you did so well, now i have to reward you." her eyes sparkled with excitement.

"really, mommy?" you tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear, starting to smile, knowing that you were going to ruin her now.

you nodded, while the two of you giggled you managed to get her under you.

oh, her clit was going to be very sensitive that night.

"mmh— mommy, please! make me cum!"

"suck, please, please."

"i'll be your good girl, m—mommy! ah!"

[svnflowermoon]

"you need a seat? ill volunteer" ok girl maybe i am a slut