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on top of me | b.eilish

billie eilish x fem!reader

context. early on into your relationship, billie voices an idea that’s been consuming your mind for weeks.

warnings. smut, grinding, kissing, praising

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billie dominated your mind through her presence. she caused your every shaky breath and scattered thought. she was infectious in a way that made you feel like you were floating whenever her fingers drew your last vestiges of warmth. and she had no idea. it was infuriating; the visions of your entangled bodies colliding in ways you could only dream, never voice.

she however, couldn’t get enough of you either. keeping her sinful mind silent when she caressed your skin. yearning for more, unaware that you too, craved the fire she tried desperately to keep out.

your minds were a mess, both of you. these prospects littering each other’s subconscious while you lips felt like they were crashing together in passion. tingling the skin of your face and the inside of your stomach. giddy, was how you’d describe it.

“billie.” you gasped on her lips, breathing in each other’s pants as your lips touched but were still. mouths open catching your breath. she was on top of you. her eyes lost in the curves of your body. she leaning in again, her tongue harsher and desperate. her hands around your neck as she pulled you closer. her hips were squirming, jeans causing friction against yours. your deep moans we’re muffled by her penetrating mouth.

“fuck, you’d look so good on top of me babe.” she whined into your mouth. images of you straddling her invading your mind. she was quick to take your jeans off before guiding your hips onto her lap.

"Is this alright?" she whispered, uncertain in the sudden shift. You nodded, too focused on the slow unraveling of her clothes. She let out a soft moan as your hips met hers, your lips finding their way back to her own. Her kiss deepened, mirroring the rhythm of your body. Her hands traced your waist, exploring the space between you, as if learning the language of your skin.

“bils.” the whisper was faint, a plea for more. or for guidance on what she wanted from you.

“hm?” she was so lost in the sweet flavour of your lips she barely heard you call her name. your mind grew hazy as she hung onto the string of moans leaving you every-time she’d move her hips slightly.

“i..i need more.” she gazed up at you, catching her breath once again as she bit her lip. the sight of your swollen ones, and pleading eyes almost too much for her.

“then take more.” her hands squeezed your hips, signalling what she meant as she gestured with a tilt of her chin for you to bring your lips back to hers. her arms embraced you when you did. pulling you impossibly close as she waited for you to take your own pleasure. the slow movement of your hips onto hers hers caused her to break away from the kiss, mouth agape and eyes squeezed shut. your grinding against her exposed heat fluttering to her core, pleasure consuming her. you kissed her neck, when you could, your cries matching hers at your slow pace.

she opened her eyes, biting the skin of her lip harshly, preventing further noises from escaping. she watched as you arched into her, moaning when she’d buck her hips. she went feral at the sight, devouring your ass with her firm grip as your movements became more desperate.

“harder, angel.” she spoke and you complied immediately. you gripped her shoulders for more support as her hands aided your movements. her head fell back, moans flying out of her as you whimpered at the feeling of your breasts against hers.

“fuck, baby.” her voice was strained, hoarse from her moans. but she pulled your chin towards her, kissing you. it was sloppy, but you drowned in it. when the knot in your stomach burst and you came, she guzzled your cries, swallowing them whole as she muffled her own; occasionally breaking apart, unable to keep her lips attached when she released.

“oh my god.” you huffed when you fell onto her, breathing heavily. you were both so fucked out, unable to move from this position, and your pussys too sensitive to handle much movement.

“babe, you should get on top of me more often.” her voice was groggy in the shared exhaustion. but you mumbled in agreement.

i truly wish your fica were longer, WHY I CANT GET ENOUGH OF YOUR WRITING??

it’s because i’m lazy 😖

no but this is SO sweet thank youu

i can try my best to make them longer, it’s never gonna happen babes i’m soo sorry lol

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just thought y’all should know how much I LOVE boobs <3

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i’m writing a fuckboy billie fic rn but i lowkey hate it so i need help

thank you babesss

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The way I’d let these women slut me out is actually insane.