Just A Taste | B.e.

i’m back to writinggggg

missed you guys 😙

bro she’s lying tann’s the real tease it’s insane

confession:

i’m down bad for @tan1shere

you the baddest bitch in the place tho i won't lie 🤨

only when you’re not here babe 😘

can’t top youu 🫡

scream your love for me

in which; billie wants you to scream your love for her from the rooftops. literally.

a/n: basically porn with no plot 😭, i wrote this cause i dunno man…

sub!reader, dom!billie, strap, oral, fingering (all r receiving)

“you’re so pretty, baby…” billie purred into your ear, her fingers pumping steadily in and out of your pussy. her free hand was splayed across your lower back, pressing you against the railing.

tears were in your eyes from the effort of keeping quiet, whimpers and whines slipping out ever so often. the cool night air battered against your skin, making you shiver. that was quickly resolved when billie pressed her front to your back, her warmth seeping into you as she worked your folds relentlessly.

“you’re so wet for me...” she all but purred, her free hand sliding up your side to gently cup your tits. her ringed fingers gently kneaded the flesh, holding you to her as your arousal gushed over her fingers. billie curled them, pressing them so perfectly against your spongy walls.

just when you started to tighten on her digits, she pulled away, a confused whine leaving your parted lips as your eyes fluttered open. though, before you could turn back to look at her, billie’s hands were already on your ass, face-to-face with your folds.

her tongue met your clit, a shiver running through your body as a moan finally left your lips. you could feel that shit-eating grin between your legs, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. it felt too good for any protests to even begin to form on your tongue.

billie’s lips wrapped around your clit, suckling all the built-up. she hummed, vibrations shooting up through your core. the pleasure was everywhere between your legs, your eyes rolling up to the sky as your back arched into the railing. when her teeth grazed and nipped lightly at your skin, a cry escaped from your lips and suddenly you were gushing all over her tongue, body slumping and shaking as her hands supported you.

before long, her tongue left your clit as she stood up. the silicone tip of her strap pressed against your sensitive hole as she turned your head, leaning forward and pressing her lips to yours.

“taste yourself.” billie murmured quietly, holding your cheek with one hand and your hips with the other. with a swift motion, she bottomed out inside you, holding you still as she swallowed all of your moans.

“ah-mm, bil… m’sensitive!” you whimpered to no avail. she paid no mind to the shakiness in your voice.

“wanna hear you scream your love for me, pretty. let the entire world know how good i make you feel.” she purred, pulling back from the kiss. a silvery string of saliva connected your lips before it broke, leaving only the feeling of her hands and metal pressing firmly against your ass. oh, and also her cock moving in and out of you.

your moans grew considerably louder, your bottom lip red from how hard you were biting earlier. your body was on fire, the lewd wet sounds of your pussy accentuating your moans. you were still sensitive from your previous orgasm, but the coil inside you was building already.

the base of the strap pressed against billie’s clit, her breaths getting heavier and her thrusts becoming shaky as she breathed heavily onto your shoulder.

she was absolutely drunk on the way your back arched, the way your jaw fell, the way your pussy tried to suck the strap deeper. billie adjusted slightly, this new angle increasing your pleasure tenfold. stars exploded behind your eyes every time the tip of her strap hit your g-spot, your moans faltering every time it did so.

“b-billie…”

“yes, pretty girl?” she hummed, knowing you were close from how your legs were trembling.

“i’m—fuck!” you cried out, your head tossing back as you gushed all over her fake cock. billie’s eyes lit up with delight, slowing her thrusts to help prolong your orgasm. she was practically drooling at this point, her grip on your hips bruising.

anybody could look up and see this. but it felt so good, and you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

i seen you reblog my story, what are your honest thoughts?👀

love ya🫶🏾

literally loved it don’t even play 🫣

internally screaming, levitating, passing out

you know it babe 🫦

my girl’s a stalker | b.e.

billie eilish x fem!reader

context. your burning desire for your stalker soon turns into something else, does that truly mean you don’t want her?

warnings. smut, strap, harsh words, physical struggle

part1, part2 masterlist

you hadn’t seen billie since she’d driven you home, and it was driving you insane. she was all you could think about, all the fucking time. and it pissed you off.

you couldn’t shake the thought of her. she was like a poison, slowly beginning to eat at your insides, pulling at your heart. you wouldn’t admit the fear creeping in however, your dependency on her attention beginning to scare you.

you were willing to do anything for a shred of care from her. you wanted her to need you like you needed her. the frustration was excruciating.

“what’s on that pretty mind of yours?” her voice spooked you beyond measure, the manifestation of your thoughts not quite believable.

“nothing.” your response was dry, not having recovered from the weight of your thoughts, still trapped in the escape of your mind.

“hm, gone shy now that i’m finally here? i know you’ve been thinking about me.” sometimes you genuinely wondered if she could see your thoughts, she certainly liked to pretend she could.

“what are you doing here, billie?” she looked slightly taken aback, not expecting the sudden hostility.

“why so blue?” she stepped into the light of the moon, her features seeming to glow as you looked at her in awe. her smile was sickening, so fucking gorgeous. her hands reached your face, cupping your cheeks.

“stop it billie.” you pulled her hands away, stepping back, out of fear you’d succumb to her comfort.

“what’s wrong, baby.” she seemed genuinely confused, and a tinge of guilt poked at you.

“i’m not your baby.” you crossed your arms in an assertive act, but she was biting her lip, scanning your body with that seductive look of hers.

“you could be, what’s stopping you?” she tried to come close again, but you backed away.

“i kissed you, and then you ignored me for a week! how am i supposed to react?” her bottom lip stuck out in an ask for forgiveness.

“i’ve been occupied lately.” her excuse was vague, and she knew she wasn’t getting away with it. secretly, she was hoping you’d ask.

“with what?” she smirked, her tongue coming up to kiss her teeth.

“i had to take care of something, someone.” the clarity of her response was still poor, confusion lacing your brows.

“Noah?” horror flooded your spine when she grinned. the name of your previous fling bringing back a rush of memories.

“that was his name?” she was toying with you, insinuating things you wouldn’t let yourself speak.

“what did you do to him?” you’d underestimated her before, but you undoubtedly knew she what was capable of now. you backed away from her and she furrowed her brows, her eyes wide, chasing after you.

“don’t be so dramatic, babe. this doesn’t change anything.” you gripped your phone in your back pocket, moving away from her cautiously as you thought on possibilities of distracting her.

“it does, depending on what you did.” you grasped the sides of your phone, searching for the button that would make an emergency call.

“jesus christ, all i did was threaten him not to bother you anymore.” Your back hit the wall and your face went pale when she trapped you within her arms.

“with a weapon i’m sure,” she shrugged, “you’re fucking crazy.” she seemed to like what was meant as an insult.

“and you can’t admit you love it.” her fingers grasped your wrist, the one that was deep in your back pocket, and she revealed your tight grip on your phone.

“i thought we’d moved past this?” she pouted, mocking the failed attempt at getting out of this situation. you refused to speak, closing your eyes as her lips came to yours, hovering above them. your body craved her and your senses went blurry, consumed by only her.

“don’t be afraid of me, i’m what you need.” the familiarity of the words did nothing to soothe you, your heart still racing as her tough hands glided down your hips. you squirmed in her embrace, not liking the way your body was so eager to connect with hers.

“don’t deny the fact you want me, you’re not hiding it very well, baby.” her hips moved against yours, the bulge beneath her jeans, prominent.

“f-fuck you.” it was almost a moan, a half-whimper that took of your last shred of confidence, and dignity for that matter. and then you were giving in, kissing her forcefully as she drilled her hips into yours.

“much better.” she breathed and you rolled your eyes as she slipped her fingers under your shirt, unclasping your bra. you allowed her to take both of them off, and she took her lips between her teeth when your breasts spilled out.

“take a fucking picture if it means you’ll hurry up.” she chuckled at the comment and lifts you into her arms, before releasing you onto your own bed, at least she had the decency.

“such a brat. you’re so fucking lucky i find it sexy.” she takes your nipple in her mouth as she plays with the buttons of your jeans. your lips are parted, soft noises escaping occasionally.

“you’re fucking lucky i put up with your shit.” you responded, in the same tone. her lips left your tit, as she poked her cheek with her tongue.

“my shit? you’re the one who can’t fucking listen to simple instructions.” she manages to flip you over, so that you’re lying on your stomach, with protest however.

“just.. f-fuck.” she’d had enough of what she deemed your nonsense, shutting you up with the tip of her strap against your clothed pussy.

“what’s that, love?” your mouth had gone dry with the constant gasps as she pressed her tip against you. your heat was practically dripping all over the sheets.

“you’re making such a mess, i haven’t even properly touched you.” she nearby ripped your underwear off, revealing your glistening pussy. she couldn’t help but spread your wetness around with her thumb, brushing your clit so deliciously.

“b-billie.” her name had never sounded so good to her. she squeezed your ass as she soaked in the sound of her name as a gasp from your lips.

“beg.” she fisted your hair and held your torso as she pulled you up until you were sitting on your heels. her strap digging into your ass, reminding you of your position. she kissed your neck while she waited for a response.

“f-fuck, please billie.” your head fell back as she tutted in disapproval, her lips still ghosting the skin below your ear, before she lifted them and whispered.

“you can do better than that, babe.” she bit your ear lobe as you let out another whine of protest.

“what do you want from me? im sorry, j-just please, billie.” your cries were incoherent, bland of nonsense. but fuck, did she love it.

“a bit pathetic hm?” she pushed your body back onto the bed, the momentum causing you to bounce slightly. a raspy whimper escaped as she teased your entrance, circling it and applying pressure. you thought you’d burst if she pushed it in, which she soon did, entirely.

“b-billie.” she thrusted into you as she revelled in the string of moans coming from your mouth, desperate to cling onto them.

“fuck, you’re tight baby.” her fake cock was stretching you out so deliciously, and her pace was never-faltering. she tugged on your hair as she rutted into you from behind, pulling your face from the sheets in order to hear your moans.

“mm, taking me so well, huh? so pretty.” the base of the strap hit her clit repeatedly as she thrusted deep inside of you. she pulled your legs around her waist, aiming to go even deeper, hitting your spot over and over again until your vision turned white, littered with fucking stars.

“fuckk billie, i-i’m.” your words were barely audible, but she caught wind of them regardless, amused at your current state.

“i know gorgeous, come on you can take it.” she eased you further to your release, the pent up tension breaking as a wave of pleasure consumed your body. her strap still buried inside of you was helping you ride out your orgasm. and soon after pulling out, she joined you on the bed.

“does that earn me a goodnight kiss?”

you rolled your eyes, she was unbelievable.

note: this basically equates to 1/4 of my inbox, here you go 🤲

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.”

I absolutely LOVE your writing style

Would you mind writing a fic about Billie and a p star reader?? This idea has been haunting me for the whole week I want to see it through your vision 🙏💓

thanks babess, i’m sorry it’s kinda short and sososo late but i’m thinking about maybe writing a sequel

tell me i’m your only fan

i’m working on some longer fics so you might just get a spam of blurbs for a hot second 🙈

drunk on her touch | b.eilish

billie eilish x fem!reader

context. when you meet billie at her party, she cant keep her eyes off you.

warnings. alcohol, flirting, smut, oral, overstimulation, this one isn’t proof read i got too lazy

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the music was loud, the air was warm, and the bartender serving you was very kind. his eyes focused on you as you looked away, trying to catch the eyes of someone you could use to escape the conversation.

“no thank you.” you replied to his offer of another drink. you hadn’t payed for a single one tonight. your head was spinning with things you could say to excuse yourself and get out of the awkward silence between his boring questions.

“i think i’ll just head to the bathroom.” you said politely, getting off the stool and heading in a random direction. billies caught you immediately, she’d been eyeing you from a distance when you’d been sitting at the bar. she excused herself and followed you towards the balcony, to which you were now headed. when she caught up to you and you held the door open noticing she was behind you, her confidence diminished slightly, not knowing how to approach you.

“are you alright?” she asked you, noticing you didn’t seem the happiest, you recognized her straight away, it was her party after all.

“yeah why?” you asked, letting your eyes wander her body as she chewed on her plump lips.

“you seemed very interested in that bartender.” she joked, letting you know she had been looking at you. you laughed, thanking the lord that you’d gotten out of that.

“you do what you gotta do for free drinks.” she chuckled at your response, leaning on the railing of the balcony, admiring your features. you were looking out at the city skyline, enjoying the break from the party.

“well i can’t have one of my guests not enjoying themselves at my party.” she held her hand out in an invitation and you hadn’t even realised you’re hand in hers as you accepted automatically. she led you back inside as different eyes caught your hand in hers. her presence was insane, you felt the heads turning as you walked behind her. she put her arms around you, as you both danced in rhythm. you pulled her closer, when you met eyes and she smirked, her hands moving to your hips.

“you can go lower, don’t be shy.” she was in awe at what you’d said, her body on fire as you begun to grind your hips onto hers. she squeezed you ass, roaming it as if it was a new feeling to her completely. her face was in your neck, leaving tiny kisses, suggestive kisses.

“you wanna get outta here.” she said in your ear and you nodded, following her as she led you through a back entrance. you got outside into the parking lot and closed the door behind you. her lips were on yours in an instant, pushing you harshly against the concrete wall. your hands were in her hair, pulling frantically as she explored your mouth. her hands went lower, pulling your pants down on your hips, so that they rested just above your pussy, but your tattoo she had spotted was now visible.

“no perception of time?” she read the inked words on your skin.

“it’s a song lyric.” you replied to her confusion at the words. she nodded and pulled you towards her car, the both of you getting into the back seat. she took your top off as soon as the car door closed, marvelling at your exposed tits.

“can i?” she gestured to your pants and you nodded, letting her slide them off. she bit her lip looking down at you, thinking of all the things she wanted to do to you.

“billie.” she tore her eyes away from your body.

“hm?” she laughed softly, bringing her lips back down to yours, kissing you harshly, setting you ablaze. her hands travelled past your underwear as her fingers dipped through your folds. you gasped into the kiss and she drunk it in, absorbing all the sounds you were making as she teased you with her fingers.

“god, are you always this wet, baby?” you flushed as she whispered the question on your lips. when you didn’t reply, she pulled her fingers out, using them to pull your underwear down instead. you groaned at her harsh movements when she came back up to kiss you.

“you’re so pretty.” she praised, cupping your breasts. “I really want to ruin it.” her breath was as uneven as yours as she glided her tongue across your body, leaving wet kisses here and there.

“billie.” you gasped when her fingers came to spread your lips open, her tongue latching onto your clit. she groaned at the taste of your arousal. she worked slowly through your folds, pressing her tongue against you. she was experienced with the act and it showed. the more noises you let out, the more it pushed her to continue.

“you’re so delicious.” she spoke the words into your clit before darting her tongue out again, flicking it near your entrance. she used her fingers to get you off while her mouth enjoyed sucking on your clit. the knot in your lower stomach tightened as she guided you to your release. she smirked proudly as she watched you come down from your high, soaking in her touch. she licked you clean, the mess on your thighs disappearing when she ran her tongue along them. she continued licking all your sensitive spots, as you writhed beneath her, reminding her of your sensitivity.

“billie.” the chant fell on deaf ears as she just continued, ignoring your pleas.

“sweet girl, you can take it.” she said before disappearing in your pussy again, you hands tugging harshly at her hair.

and when she was done, she kissed you sweetly, reminding you of your taste. but she never got to stay with you. all she ever had was one day with you.