#werewolf!billieeilish

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imprinted hearts part 2 with softtop!billie?

as you wish, baby! Hope you like it ❤️🥰 the link for Imprinted Hearts can be found here

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You and Billie lie on a soft blanket spread beneath a tapestry of stars, the moon casting a silvery glow over everything. The night is quiet, punctuated only by the gentle rustle of leaves and the distant sounds of the night creatures stirring. Euphoria bubbles in your chest as you lean closer against Billie, feeling safe and cherished in her embrace.

As you share a thermos of soothing herbal tea, you and Billie engage in conversation and laughter. She even points out the constellations, her ocean blue eyes sparkling with enthusiasm as she tells you what she knows about the stories behind them. Yet as you listen to her, you know the most beautiful story of all is the one that is happening right in the middle of the vast, pinewood forest.

Billie plants soft kisses on your forehead, your eyes fluttering closed as she travels down to your neck, a spot that you have come to love during your time together. She’s always gentle with you, ensuring your comfort above all else. Tonight she has taken you out to watch the stars. It is beautiful, of course, but nothing compares to the beauty that is your Billie. You can’t help but steal another glance at her, the moonlight casting a soft glow on her lovely features.

“Like what you see, Y/N?” she teases, her lips curling into a smile, and you playfully roll your eyes.

“Get over yourself, wolfie,” you giggle, earning a mock-dramatic gasp from Billie, who feigns offense as she puts her hand over her heart.

“Well, that wasn’t very nice,” Billie chuckles as she pulls you closer, her warmth engulfing you like a cocoon. She kisses your lips, letting them linger there for a moment. “But I still love you. Very much.” Her voice is soft now, almost a whisper.

“I love you, too, Billie,” you murmur and lean in for another kiss. It is gentle at first, soft and sweet, and Billie deepens the kiss, each movement gentle yet filled with passion. Her warm tongue massages yours, making a soft sigh escape your lips. You lose yourself in her warmth, the strong yet gentle embrace wrapping around you, making you feel safe and adored.

Feeling a surge of affection, you lean in closer, placing sweet kisses along Billie’s collarbone, inhaling the scent of sweet vanilla that lingers on her. Her soft moans and sighs are like music to your ears, and you can’t help but feel a surge of pride knowing that you are the one that is making her feel good, that you are the one that she’s chosen. You feel the desire and urgency course through your veins, and you know that Billie feels it, too.

Your girlfriend pulls back slightly, her breath warm against your skin as she gazes into your eyes. Her eyes have gotten darker, more dilated with lust and love. She’s holding back, you know it, but all you want right now is to do nothing but express your love to her. As if to read your mind, Billie sighs softly and entwines her fingers with yours in a comforting gesture.

“Y/N…” Billie starts, her voice a mixture of desire and concern as she gently tilts your chin up to look into your eyes. “Are you sure, my love? It’s just that.. mating… I don’t want to hurt you.”

Your heart swells at her words. You long for the passion that burns between you. Billie has had reservations when it comes to intimacy such as this, her fears of hurting you holding her back from showing you just how deeply she loves you.

“I want you, Billie. I love you more than anything,” you confess, feeling vulnerable yet utterly safe. You love Billie more than anything, and you can’t think of a better way to show her.

Billie searches your eyes for a moment, and you see nothing but love in them. Then, with a small nod of her head, Billie says, “Alright, then, my love. We’ll mate… right here, right now. Unless you want to—“

Her words are stifled as you kiss her lips again, deeply, passionately, your tongue gliding deliciously against hers. Billie’s hands roam over your curves, her touch fervent yet reverent, and you melt into her, fingers winding in her hair as you deepen the kiss, your bodies pressing together, igniting the night air with the fervor of your love. Your girlfriend pulls away slightly, her fingers toying with your shirt, and at your nod of approval, it is taken off. And so is your bra.

“Billie…” you sigh blissfully, tilting your head to let her have better access to your collarbone, her kisses trailing sweetly against your skin. She travels down to the delicate swell of your breasts, nipping at the skin there just enough to give you a pleasurable sting. You slowly lay yourself down on the blanket, letting the heat of the moment consume you. Billie latches on your nipple, her tongue dancing sensitive on your skin oh-so-heavenly.

“Mmm,” Billie hums, the vibrations sending a delight shiver down your spine. The ache between your legs becomes harder and harder to ignore. You need her— badly.

“Please, Bills…” you breathe, and for a moment you don’t recognize your own voice. It is breathy, and laced with longing and desire. Billie continues her gentle ministrations, driven by your vocalizations.

“Y/N…” Billie’s lips kiss down your stomach, her hands cradling your clothed hips, firmly, gently. The anticipation gets to you as she plants kisses on your waistline, her tongue quickly swiping the spot where she kissed, and you can’t help but whine impatiently.

“Billie… I need you…” you half-whimper, half-beg, and she chuckles, the sound deep and warm.

“I got you, baby,” she coos, her voice sending heat coursing through you as she continues to take her sweet time with you. To your relief, you don’t wait long. Billie asks to remove your trousers, and they are off the moment you grant her permission. The cool air hits your wet, aching core as Billie slowly slides your panties down. You’ve never been so exposed before, but with Billie, you feel safe, respected, and cherished despite the intense intimacy of this moment. Your girlfriend moves to your thighs, and your breath hitches as you realize what is about to happen.

“Are you ready, gorgeous?” Billie whispers, her voice husky and gentle. When you nod, Billie prompts, “Tell me, Y/N.”

“I’m ready,” you confirm, and with that, Billie disappears between your thighs. You feel her warm tongue press flat against your pussy, and the gasp that you let out quickly replaces into a series of moans. Her tongue dances against you with expert precision, her mouth exploring your core in a way that seems almost ravenous.

“Billie, oh…” you moan, your voice a blend of desperation and pleasure. Every flick of her tongue, every gentle pull of her lips has you squirming beneath her, craving more. She focuses more on your clit, gently sucking and swirling her tongue, making your brain a foggy haze. You instinctively reach down, grabbing the back of her neck, drawing her deeper to your core.

You feel Billie smirk against your skin, and you feel a delightful knot form in your tummy. You’re so close that you can almost taste it. The inner goddess inside you celebrates, the pleasure crashing down on you in blissful waves. You cry out as you come undone yet Billie doesn’t stop until she’s had every last drop of your sweetness. Billie comes up and kisses your lips, and you can’t help but moan at the lingering taste of your arousal.

“We can stop if you want. Or we can keep going. Whatever you want, my girl,” Billie murmurs softly as she caresses your cheek.

“More, Billie… please.” You don’t care how desperate you sound. The last thing you want to do is stop.

Your girlfriend chuckles. “As you wish, my beautiful mate.”

You watch as she removes her hoodie, then her trousers. And a new wave of anticipation and excitement washes over you as you eye her strap. With a mischievous yet loving glint, Billie is gentle as she pushes your legs apart, positioning herself in between, limbs entwined and her heart aligned with yours. A gasp escapes your lips as she slips inside you, a perfect fit that sends pleasure coursing through your veins.

“Billie…” you half-moan, half-whimper as new sensations pulse through your entire being, the pleasure a delightful wave of warmth. Time seems to stop, the world feels as if it has stopped spinning. You feel the connection with this magnificent creature grow, strong and palpable. All you can think, feel, breathe is Billie.

“Are you okay, mama?” Billie checks in, her voice thick with affection, desire, and concern. She brushes a strand of your hair back, her feather-light touch comforting and reassuring.

“I-I’m okay,” you assure her, and Billie plants kisses on your forehead, cheeks, and lips in an effort to comfort you. As Billie whispers assurances in your ear, you feel the foreign feeling wash away, and it is replaced by pleasure as if by magic.

“Can I move, doll?” Billie asks, and you nod, wrapping your legs around her waist. She starts slowly at first, her loving gaze searching your face for any signs of discomfort, and at your request, she thrusts faster. You grip the blanket, letting the sensations consume you.

“You are beautiful,” Billie murmurs, her breath hot against your ear. “You feel so good, my love.”

Your response comes out in a symphony of soft moans and gasps, each sound urging Billie on. Her touch is gentle yet dominant, every action filled with purpose and love. The sweet friction amplifies the heat pooling your core, each movement more pleasurable than the last. You feel her, all of her, and it feels so fucking good.

“I can feel you…” Billie’s voice is tender and husky, placing her hand just below your belly button. “Right here.” The bulge— her bulge— is prominent, and you feel it there, and despite how erotic it is, you love it.

“Billie!” you cry out, your back arching as you surrender to her completely. You feel yourself nearing that sweet release, a thrill igniting deep within you. You find yourself begging, “More, Billie, please!” as you get lost in the sensation as she quickens her pace, gripping your hips tighter, guiding you through the waves of pleasure. The sounds of the forest are drowned out by your moans and Billie’s grunts, each moment diving you deeper into the depths of each other’s desires.

With one final, delicious thrust, your body surrenders to a sweet, electrifying release that leaves you calling out Billie’s name like a chant and your legs trembling. Billie cradles you carefully in her arms, whispering sweet nothings and promises of love as the waves of pleasure subsides. As the moon and stars as your witness, you and Billie seal your bond, sacred and true, werewolf and mate for life. The world outside fades into nothingness, and all that matters is this moment—the love and trust that exists between you two. And in this moment, you know you are exactly in the place you need to be.

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Imprinted Hearts:

Summary: werewolf Billie tells you that you’re her mate 🐺🫶

pt 2 found here

Warnings: fluff 💋😘

**if you’re the one who asked for this and reading this, thank you for requesting it 🥰🥰🥰**

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The cool spring air brushes against your face as you step outside the café with your best friend, Billie, by your side. You and Billie engage in playful banter and laughter as the two of you head toward your favorite spot in the forest, a hidden glade surrounded by towering trees and wildflowers. The clear sound of a nearby stream complements the chirping of birds as you step into the lush greenery, leaving the bustle of the café behind. You smile as you spot the familiar area and breathe in the fresh, earthy scent surrounding you.

Today, there’s something different in the air, a tension that feels both exciting and nerve-wracking. You can’t quite put your finger on it, especially since you already know everything about Billie. Even the biggest secret she has, one that you’ve known for a while now— Billie is a werewolf.

But today, there’s an undercurrent of something more profound flowing between you and Billie. You catch her glancing at you with an intensity that sends shivers of excitement down your spine.

After a while, Billie grows quiet, her face softening. She fiddles with the hem of her hoodie, her brows furrowing in concentration as she searches for the right words. You watch her, your heart fluttering with a mix of anticipation and concern. You know there’s something brewing beneath the surface, and your curiosity urges you to break the silence.

“Billie?” you prompt gently, nudging her with your shoulder. “What’s on your mind?”

She turns to you, her ocean blue eyes holding your gaze, and the warmth of her presence makes your chest tight. “Y/N… there’s something I need to tell you.” Her voice trembles just slightly, and you can sense the weight of her words.

“I’m listening,” you say softly, your heart racing. You lean in closer, giving her all your attention.

“It’s about what I told you… about being a werewolf,” Billie begins, her fingers brushing nervously against yours. “In our world, there’s this thing called imprinting. It’s a bond that’s beyond anything else you can understand. And, um…” She hesitates, her breath catching for just a moment. A gentle blush creeps over her cheeks, her gaze intense yet full of tenderness. “My wolf— she chose you, Y/N. You’re my mate.”

The words hang in the air, and for a second, all you can do is process them. Your heart beats rapidly in your chest, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within you. You glance at Billie, taking in the seriousness of her expression.

“You’re serious?” you whisper, disbelief mingling with a shivering thrill.

Billie nods, her expression softening further as she inches closer, vulnerability in her eyes. “I wouldn’t joke about something like this. It means that I want to be with you, protect you, cherish you… forever. But you get to choose, sweetheart. I would never force you. I just… I needed you to know. You mean everything to me.” There’s vulnerability in her voice that makes your heart ache tenderly.

“I-I don’t know what to say,” you whisper, a mix of surprise and warmth flooding your veins.

“You don’t have to say anything right now,” she quickly reassures you, her voice soft, her eyes full of warmth. Billie then takes your hand, her touch warm and reassuring. And it makes your heart skip a beat. “Whatever you choose, Y/N, I will always be here for you.”

You gaze at her, seeing the caring warmth in her features, the way she tucks a stray hair behind her ear, her affection radiating in waves. “And what if I…I wanted that?” you ask, your voice trembling slightly as you lean in, heart pounding in anticipation.

Billie’s expression lights up, her relief and pure joy evident. She reaches out, cradling your face in her palms, her touch feather-light yet possessing a warmth that sends comforting rushes through you. “Sweetheart, are you sure?”

You nod, a small smile breaking across your lips. The connection you’ve felt all along is now blooming into something beautifully profound. “Yes, Billie. I want this. I want you.”

In an instant, she draws you into her arms, enveloping you in her warmth. You sink against her, feeling safe and cherished in her embrace. “You have no idea how happy you’ve made me,” she whispers, planting soft, tender kisses atop your head, trailing affection down to your forehead.

As you sit in the embrace of the forest and her arms, all doubts fade away. The sun gleams through the leaves, highlighting the new bond you share, one that’s woven through friendship and now love. In this moment, cradled by Billie’s adoration and the whispering trees around you, you feel like you’re home—exactly where you were always meant to be.