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my girl’s a stalker

I could buy her so much stuff | b.eilish

billie eilish x fem!reader

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you’d always tell her not to. tell her she shouldn’t buy you the new shoes. tell her she shouldn’t spend the extra money on the hotel. tell her she shouldn’t pay for all your ubers when she couldn’t pick you up. but there was no point in arguing with her, not on this matter at least. she could buy you so much stuff.

“you’re spending too much on me.” you gasped at the massive bouquet of flowers accompanied with the dress you’d tried on when you’d been shopping the other day. she’d gone back to buy it without telling you.

“i’m gonna hang up if you start with that bullshit again.” she said through the phone. you’d called her as soon as you’d walked through the door of your apartment, faced with this display of her affection. it was her love language, gift giving.

“billie.” you’d said in a warning tone, almost scolding her.

“need my girlfriend to look pretty in that dress when she accompanies me to dinner tonight.” you were smiling ear to ear, she was so ridiculously cute.

“dinner?” you couldn’t get enough of her antics. she was constantly spoiling you rotten. and you were forever grateful, you’d never take it for granted, not even for a minute.

“mhm.” she chirped. her voice conveying the fact dinner wasn’t an option, it was mandatory.

“you spoil me, billie.” she laughed at this, but understood the gratitude in your statement.

“make sure you wear something pretty underneath that dress, it’ll be the only thank you i need.” your cheeks flushed as she spoke. your mind flooded with images of what would go down after dinner, however cursing yourself for thinking about it before it got you too bothered.

“only if you wear something equally as pretty underneath your jeans.” you could hear a small chuckle from the other end of the phone, an undertone of surprise.

“deal.”

backstage

billie fucking you before her interview

BASED OFF these pics fr cause I mean uhm cmon🙏

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"how long until you go on?", you rubbed her arm. billie was standing over her dresser, fixing her lip gloss in the mirror. "like, ten twenty minutes?", she turned to face you tilting her head. "nervous?", you asked walking over to the small sofa in the room with billie following behind you. as you sat down, you watched how her clothes flowed over her figure, the loose tshirt masking her perfect features that only you got to see. she smiled sitting down next to you, resting her hand on your leg.

"not really, ive got more to do later", she sighed stroking your skin. "you're so soft", she smiled looking at you, flashing you that smile that made you crumble. she pulled your leg up higher on her thigh, causing you to fall lower into the sofa as your legs lay on hers. her eyes fixed on yours, her lips pouty, her hands rubbing against you. it wasnt until you felt something hard against your leg that you broke eye contact.

"fuck, what is that?", you said moving forward to feel where it met your leg. "what's what?", billie replied confused. "that thing digging into me, are you wearing a belt?", your eyes squinted. billies face went red as she bit her lip. "uh, no", she whispered almost reluctantly. the tone of her voice made you even more curious. you moved your legs off her and sat up, scanning over her body. starting with her flustered face, you daringly moved your eyes lower and lower until you saw it. the way she was manspreading outlined it perfectly. eyes darting back to hers, you were now equally as red as her.

"bils, dont tell me youre-", "I am", her voice now low. you stared at her, half confused half turned on. she looked so fucking hot, the way she was sitting wasnt doing you any favours. growing needy, you moved closer to her. her breathing evidently increasing, she pulled your arm making your upper body fall onto her lap. "I wanna use it on you", she groaned before kissing you. your body was burning, getting wetter by the second. "right now?", you moaned through cracks in the kiss. "mhm", she hummed. "dont you need to go soon?", your words breathless as you positioned yourself ontop of her, feeling her hands trace along your waist. "ill be quick", she smiled into you before pulling away.

the devilish smirk she flashed you was all you needed to break before billie pushed you off the sofa and into the wall. her body pressed against your back, soft whimpers vibrating along your skin as she pulled your underwear down. it all made sense now why she asked you to wear a skirt earlier. easier access. face pressed against the wall, billies hand came around your hip as she aligned herself.

"youre already so fucking wet", she groaned running her finger along your pussy before tightening her grip. "makes me wish we had more time". her fucking raspy voice made your knees weak, letting out a quiet moan at the pure desire she showed. "fuckk", you both whined simultaneously as she slowly pushed inside you, pulling you flat against her. the sounds of her moans, mixed with how wet you were was like music to her as she began thrusting into you. your hands felt up the wall, searching for anything to grab on to. billies pace was deafening, she hit all the right places, as if she was made for you.

her thrust got harder causing pained moans to echo out of you, bouncing off the walls. you couldnt see her, but you knew she was giving you that fucking cocky smile she did when she knew she was giving it you good. "you like that?", she teased, weaving her hand in your hair pulling you up into her. the warmth of her body dissolved against you as her arm wrapped tightly around your waist, holding you in place. the way she was fucking into you had you throbbing, trapping desperate whimpers in your throat. "answer me" she whispered in your ear causing your eyes to flicker.

"fuck billie, d-dont stop", you cried as she bucked up into you. "tell me how good it feels love, you can do it", she taunted increasing her pace. she knew your body too well, she knew you were aching to let out your moans, knew you were getting close, knew you were desperate to cum all over her. dry, broken rasps of her name were all you could reply with, letting the way your body broke for her speak for you. keeping one hand around your waist, the other ran its way up your body before it met your neck. her fingers traced the veins pulsing out before sinking her teeth into you.

"oh my god bil-", you choked on your words. "faster, please", eyes glossy as you chased your high. her lips sucked hard on your skin before tightening her grip around your neck, fucking into you desperately. "like this?, god youre so tight", she whimpered. you couldn't reply. you couldn't think. all that was clear was the tension about to snap inside you. her fingers moved up to your mouth, forcing you to suck on them as your girlfriend brought you closer and closer to breaking. moans stifled by her hand, there was a knock at the door.

"fuck", she groaned. "yeah?". "are you ready?, we need you out now", the voice replied. billie didnt stop fucking you. in fact, she went harder, pressing her hand around your mouth to shut you up. "just a minute, im coming", she laughed as the footsteps trailed off. "you hear that pretty girl?, I need you to cum no-", she stopped, slowing her pace. she hadn't realised that youd already cum.

as she pulled out of you, your body shook. her arm still around you, she turned you around to face her, eyes meeting your fucked out expression. "I needed that so bad", you said pulling her into a fulfilled kiss. she smiled contentedly about to respond before another knock at the door, this time more urgent.

"billie, we need to go", they called out. billie dropped her head before kissing you softly on the cheek and walked towards her dresser to get tissues. "be out in a sec", she said cleaning herself off. she didnt have time to properly sort herself out and so just pulled her shorts up. "won't people see?", you asked catching your breath. "maybe, theyre baggy enough that it should hide it", she smiled. "besides, ill just say its my aquaphor", she laughed, pulling you into her. as she opened the door to leave, you couldn't help the thoughts racing around knowing she going to be wearing it the whole interview.

it wasnt a surprise when you saw the photos of her later, strap clearly visible. you read the comments laughing at how she was right, people actually did think it was just her aquaphor. you were just about to text her when the notification came through saying 'I told you ;)".

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Use Me

Billie Eilish x female reader !

A/n: thanks @iluvapplesxh for inspiring this I hope you ALL enjoy

Summary: billies stressed, she needs to let off steam and you're the perfect stress reliever.

Warnings: smut, mirror sex, missionary - i think that's about it !!

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Night time was the time to wind down, whether it was a simple or stressful day you adored getting into bed and just scrolling on your phone. When the door opens, your head looks up at Billie. "Hi baby." She grabs her shirt from the back, with one hand and pulls it over her head. You were a little taken aback, ofcourse staring at her tits.

Her hair becoming messy, making you stare. "Rough day?" You say softly. "Yup." She then gets on the bed, getting ontop of you. How could you stop it she looked so good. Her lips crash onto yours with such passion. "Wanna fuck you." She breathes against them. You sigh out. "Please do." Your voice was laced with a whiney need.

And without further warning she was already entering you. Your back arching instinctively at her slow strokes. Her forearms on either side of your upper body, leaning down to kiss your lips. Everything about this was passionate. Your eyes dart up to the mirror that was above you on the ceiling. Getting a perfect view of her tattoo. You moan as she bottoms out completely. "F-fuck!" You breathe, both of you feeling your pussy suck in more of her. Her mind eases, letting out a content sigh.

Face to face with one another, you close your eyes. Feeling embarrassed at her gaze. But her hand makes effort in grabbing your jaw. "Look at me baby, eye contact. Come on." Your heartbeat speeds up, along with her powerful thrusts. Head spinning just as fast. "Bills.." you breathe, looking into those blue eyes. That are seemingly darkening the more she fucks you. You were like her drug, one of the best feelings in the world. Whether that be sexual or not you were her everything. She adored this position so so much. "There you go sweet girl." She smirks a little as your cheeks grow red.

"You're just so cute." That caused you wriggle just a bit, feeling flustered again. Her head dips down going into your neck, kissing. Sucking on that spot that had you moaning into her ear for. Moaning so loudly. It was her favorite sound in the whole world. She's even put it quietly in the back of one of her songs before.

Enough for her ears to pick up on, but silent for listeners, fans. Unless they knew or really listened in on the background. Her thrusts become more forceful. Her back tenses as she keeps her weight up above you. Arm muscles on display. God she looked so good.

Your eyes wander back at the ceiling, her whole silhouette toned, her back muscles. The tattoo. Your hands move over her back watching it in the mirror. Your heart pumps still, just like the fake dick was inside you. "You feel so good baby." She knew exactly how to get you. What words to say, what touches. And this was only bringing you closer. "F-faster please.." Knowing she was holding back just a little. You knew what she was capable of.

"So greedy, hm?" You don't reply, not thinking you needed to, but when she grabs your face again. With more force, you regret not doing so. "You gunna answer me baby girl? Or is my dick distracting you, too deep?" If anything she wasn't deep enough. But you get distracted again. Her fucking back. "Focus mama, what're you so fixated on.."

Her head moves, causing her movements to still in the process. An annoyed whine escaping you. Her eyes look up and at the mirror. "Ah. Now I get it." Her face shifts back right infront of your own. Tilted and taunting. You wriggle yet again.

"You're staring at my tat huh? Cute, cute. Cute." You clench hungrily around her getting closer and closer. She feels it, she feels it all. "Keep eye contact yeah?" You nod, feeling her basically doing a push up above you, moving her lower half faster than she had been, you moan continuously. Trying insanely hard to keep that eye contact. It was approaching quicker. "Bills- Fuck!" You wanted to keep eye contact you really did, but it was so tricky.

Her relentless thrusts making your mind go crazy. Not to mention you so desperately wanted to look at her tattoo again. That beautiful long tatto, that covered her spine.

You loved it, it was so hot. And your eyes did for a split second. Noticing just how toned she was in the new position she was in. All the gym visits paying off, and paying off well. She looked incredible, and the fact she was keeping herself up with no struggle. Was attractive in itself. "Im-"

You begin but moan as she hits the right spot inside you. "Fuckfuckfuck." Her eyes never leave your face, wanting to watch you unfold all over her. "That's a good girl. Keep looking at me, know you can."

And before you know it you cum, all over the sheets and her cock. Her movements not stilling, helping you get to the delicious high and come down from it. She slows down noticing you're getting overstimulated.

Pulling out gently, trying so hard to not hurt you. "Thanks angel. Just what I needed today." You smile tiredly. "You're welcome Bills, anything to help." She caresses your face. Admiring you. "You're beautiful. Let's get some rest yeah?" You nod in reply, cuddling up to one another. Warm, and in such comfort.

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wildflower | b.e.

billie eilish x fem!reader

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since the moment you’d met she’d felt drawn to you, more than someone should to their friend’s girlfriend. and in return, you could never shake the feeling you’d gone for the wrong girl.

“i love you.” the words hit you hard, in a place you’d rather keep reserved. you were flooding with emotions from the breakup, and her confession only strengthened the sinking feeling in your gut.

“billie, you can’t feel this way. not for me.” her heart broke, and so did yours. it was the first time you’d spoken the truth, after so long. so many lingering stares, so many unexplained pauses and touches that would last a second longer than they should. it had all built up to this moment. and now, it came crashing down.

“don’t tell me you don’t feel the same way.” she was deflecting from the true problem, finding different reasons for why you couldn’t be together in attempt to fix them. because what really kept you apart, couldn’t be avoided.

“of course i do, but you know why we can’t happen.” her hand was in yours, afraid to let go.

“i know we can’t, but it hurts. if only you’d met me first.” she spoke it as if it’d haunted her for the past few months. you felt at fault for breaking her heart, but it wasn’t right of you to pursue her. and it wasn’t right of her to pursue you.

“it’ll stay with you forever, you won’t be able to shake her from your mind.” putting it that way made her truly realise what a betrayal it would be.

“i know. we can’t cross that line.” those were the last words she spoke. the numbness settling in.

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crush on my stalker | b.eilish

billie eilish x fem!reader

context. when you can’t stop thinking about your stalker, you do something you’re sure will grab her attention. but what do you do now that you’ve got it?

warnings. fingering, stalker billie, teasing.

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she consumes your mind, day and night. you can’t shake the thought of her, and you’re not even sure what she looks like. it’s thrilling.

billie. that was her name. so oddly alluring. her character so seductive it calmed the knowledge of what she truly was. your stalker.

"hey is everything okay?" the deep voice in the drivers seat spoke up, breaking you away from a place of deep thought.

"yeah why?" you stared at him, contemplating on what got you to this moment, in the car with him. you couldn't admit it.

"i don't know you just kinda went silent."

"i was just thinking." he smiled at your reply, the question of what your mind was focused on, at the tip of his tongue. thankfully, the car shook slightly before he could say anything.

"shit." he sighed as he looked around, examining what the source of the sudden movement could be.

"what's wrong?" you asked.

"fuck!" he cried, the car coming to a halt on the empty street.

"what happened?" you repeated.

"it must be a flat tire or something. we must've run something over." he muttered, stepping out to check the tires.

A flicker in the corner of your eye drew you away from his words, and you slipped away from the car, curious, yet your previous thoughts still lingering. it was dark, you could only make out the neighborhood’s houses due to the sliver of light provided by the slightly dimmed streetlights.

“i don’t have a spare, we’re going to have to call someone.” he was on his knees, inspecting the tire.

“mhm.” you mumbled, scanning the area. you we’re getting an eerie feeling of being watched. it light up your insides, but the fear of the uncertain getting to you nevertheless.

“could you look up a service and call them?” he asked, fiddling with the parts of his car.

“sure.” you reached for your phone before you felt an arm around your waist and a hand covering your mouth. you were seconds away from screaming, panic flooding you.

“shh.” her voice was a low whisper in your ear, her cool breath fanning against your skin, and her rings cold against your lips. she ushered you into one of the houses’ gardens, away from the car, and away from him.

“what the fuck?” you turned around and pushed her off of you.

“come on, don’t act surprised. you were practically begging for me.” she was good at riling you up, loving your misplaced anger as you dealt with the fact she was right.

“oh please, get over yourself.” she pushed you against the fence, clearly wanting to challenge your comment.

“oh yeah?” her tongue kissed her teeth. “i told you not to go out with him.” she said sternly her face impossibly close to yours.

“so?” she glared at you, her stare evident even in the dark.

“you should listen to me, i could change your life.” she whispered on your lips, making them tingle. she was convincing in the way she spoke.

“trust me, you’ve got that down already. having an obsessive stalker definitely counts as a change in lifestyle.” the insult fell on deaf ears.

“you like the attention.” she retorted as you raised an eyebrow.

“your heart races when your around me. you know you love the thrill.” your body was betraying you as her fingers danced across your collarbones, travelling behind your neck to caress it gently.

“you’ve lost your damn mind.” she bit her lip as you spoke, the comment clearly turning her on.

“god you’re such a brat, i love it.” you rolled your eyes. her hands traveled down your body, resting at your lower hips, rubbing the skin with her thumbs as her eyes traveled to your lips.

“so tell me gorgeous, why did you want my attention? you know i’d love to give it to you.” her hands were teasing as her eyes searched for answers in your own.

“stop it.” your voice was unsure of what you were asking her to stop. as was she.

“what?” she asked innocently as her hands moved dangerously close to your ass.

“assuming that i was with him to get a reaction out of you. he’s nice, i like him.” her hand came up to your neck as her body pressed harshly into yours. her lips travelled to your ear, making sure to trace the skin of your neck on the way.

“i could give you a whole lot more than fucking nice. you could be my wife.” the term hit you hard, her soft voice soothing the weight of the word. you let out a jagged breath.

“i don’t even know what you look like.” the argument was weak but she pretty much ignored it.

“you’re driving me insane.” the hand that wasn’t on your neck was fiddling with the opening of your jeans. before her fingers traced the fabric of your underwear.

“billie.” a shaky breath more than a word, but she heard it and her face lifted until her eyes met yours.

“hm? want me to stop?” she said this as her fingers sunk into you preventing you from protesting. your head fell back onto the fence as she watched you in awe. before you could reply, the both of you jerked at a loud shout from across the street. had it really taken him this long to realise you were gone?

you bit your lip as you tried to stay silent. when billie's fingers pinched your clit however, a sharp gasp slipped out. her hand came up to muffle any further noises.

"can't have your boy toy hearing you, can we?" your heart was racing, the effect she had on you evident in your response to her fingers.

"god you look hot like this, getting off on my fingers." she kissed your neck, admiring your skin. her fingers teased your entrance, occasionally pushing them in, further. her touch was addictive and you wanted to reach for more.

"is this what you wanted? am I giving you the attention you needed?" her words were condescending, mocking your state. you couldn't find it in yourself to give in to her words.

"gone quiet now, have we?" she didn't even give you the time to form a response as her fingers sunk deep into you as you grasped for her body, letting out high pitched moans that were muffled. she groaned into your skin, at the sounds you were making, dreaming of what they would sound like if she didn't have her hand firmly pressing onto your mouth.

"he really doesn't give up does he?" she was referring to his continuous shouting of your name. you almost felt bad, but it was the last thing on your mind when her fingers curled up further into you. she brought you closer and closer to your relief, the pleasure building up like a burning fire in your heat.

"what if he saw you like this? would that ruin it for you?" she removed her hand from your mouth, putting your fate in your own hands. your teeth sunk into your lip when her thumb began to play with your clit. you clenched around her fingers as you unravelled, holding onto her tightly.

"make a mess on my fingers baby." she chuckled, and you let out a low moan into her neck. her breath hitched when she felt your body leaning into hers. she zipped your jeans back up before bringing her fingers to your lips. against every sane fibre in your body you let them enter your mouth as you sucked on them, looking her in the eye.

"I'm not letting that loser drive you home." she turned around, about to lead you to her car.

"billie?"her body stiffened, hearing you call her name so openly.

"yeah?" she came closer and your eyes told her what she needed to know. she held your face in her hands.

"are you sure?" she searched your face for hesitation.

"yes." she brought her lips to yours and kissed you. it was so soft, so sweet. like she was pouring her emotions into you, and you were dinking it in.

part 3

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