I’ve Got The WORST Writers Block Im So Sorry

masterlist

〘 billie eilish 〙

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-> fics

wish you were gay

context. billie’s feelings towards your friendship change as you battle the question of your own sexuality.

show them you’re mine ༄

context. since you’re recent album, you’ve been getting a lot of attention on social media, needless to say billie, your girlfriend, got quite jealous.

can i suck it? ༄

context. your best friend, billie, wants to take a look at your new nipple piercing. so you let her...

but baby, i

context. your ex girlfriend, billie, can’t resist calling you a week after you’d broken up.

ruin it

context. billie doesn't want to ruin your friendship so she keeps her feelings to herself.

believe what you want ༄

context. your ex girlfriend, billie, shows up at your party, but fails in expressing her intentions.

american jesus ༄

context. your girlfriend likes taking you slow and soft sometimes, choosing to drag out the experience and treat you like her princess.

male fantasy

context. when you encounter your ex girlfriend, an awkward moment turns into something more, and you both begin to rethink your decision to end things.

nothing like your tattoos

context. when you spend the night together, billie never fails to leave in a hurry.

puppy

context. your girlfriend surprises you with a gift, bringing up a string of emotions as you converse about your future together.

i can’t move on, babydoll

context. she’ll never move on, and you’ll always take her back.

i’ll show you how

context. you’ve been hesitant to engage sexually with your girlfriend, billie, but she assures you you’ll be alright.

-> series

break up with him (1), did you break up with him? (2), i like you better with me (3) ༄

context. you and billie are broken up. but despite your new relationship, when you meet at a party, the feelings you both swore were gone, seem to resurface.

my stalker (1), crush on my stalker (2), my girl’s a stalker (3) ༄

context. your stalker doesn’t appreciate the police report you just filed.

tell me i’m your only fan (1), don’t wanna be your fan (2) ༄

context. your most active fan on onlyfans soon piqued your interest as she became something much more.

call me maybe (1), i’m glad you called (2) coming soon..

context. your ex situation-ship knows how to manipulate herself back into your life, her motives however are masked by her nonchalant demeanour.

-> requests

tell me you think of me ༄

context. you’re fed up of billie bringing home different girls every night. that’s until one night when you overhear something of interest in one of her one night stands.

is that eilish?

context. your best friend raves on about the fact your wearing her perfume.

drunk on her touch ༄

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

I think, therefore I am ༄

context. billie has a crush on her guitarist

on top of me ༄

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

morning, baby ༄

context. billie wakes you up to attend to your needs, and hers.

those poor unamerican girls ༄

context. your religious parents aren’t happy about your illicit relationship with billie.

babbles ༄

context. billies a talker and she can't stop herself from rambling while you're between her thighs, or on top of her.

‘wanna make you yell ༄

context. scenes of a night you spent together end up as the visuals for billies hit me hard and soft tour

admit you want me ༄

context. billie, your roommate, starts a fight with you which soon gets heated.

such a fuckboy ༄

context. billie approaches you at an event, but you’re soon reminded that she has others waiting in line for her attention.

-> blurbs

stay quiet, baby ༄

context. billie teases you at the grammys (request).

bling ༄

context. the bling on her teeth have you daydreaming about her lips more than you should (request).

ilomilo

context. after a fight, you and billie find yourself regretting your actions.

wildflower

context. you can't help falling for her, even though you're both aware it could never happen.

i could buy her so much stuff

context. billie spoils you rotten. she couldn’t give a shit if you felt guilty, but you’re grateful for her generosity.

aftercare ༄

context. when billie has you weak and sensitive, she never forgets to care for your needs.

i know you

context. heated kisses and soft reassurance, and at the end of the day, neither of you needed more than the knowledge that you truly know each other.

patience

context. your girlfriend finds it hard to battle her impatience when it comes to needing you.

maybe just fuck off

context. billie’s in no mood for any distractions, no matter the situation .

las docs uvas de la suerte

context. your best friend, billie can’t help finding your new year’s tradition the cutest thing ever.

P*RNSTAR ༄

context. after leaking your sex tape to get your attention, your ex girlfriend finds a way to make it up to you.

— ✄ outtakes of billie’s rolling stone photoshoot, may, 2024.

(the scissors?? i know what you are…)

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8R9CqFt/

Could you PLEAAASE make a fic where we're riding Billie's strap, and she looks at us like she is in the video 🙏

(I love your fics btw! Super excited for the upcoming one)

Of course lovey! Anything for my first request🤭

(Aaah, im so excited for you guys to see it, too!!)

"F-fuck!...billie, I can't -" Billies hand comes down hard on your ass, smacking roughly. Her other hand gently grabing at your chin to face her. You looked so fucked out and over the moon. She absolutely loved it. "Oh but you can. You were doing so well."

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Billie's music video was finally finished. She'd been working on it for quite a while and wanted you to be the first to see it. "Babyyyy!" She yelled for you, opening the bedroom door to find you laying in the bed on your phone. "Yes, my love?" You smiled and giggled as she plopped on the bed next to you. She looked so excited like a little puppy, which made you excited, too. Even if you didn't know what she was so thrilled about.

"It's finished." She couldn't help but smile so brightly, knowing that you would be ecstatic about the music video finally being done. "What'd you finish?" You said, raising a brow and tilting your head as you reached to cup her cheek. "The music video for birds of a feather, wanna see?" Your face lit up as you sat up in anticipation. "Uh? yes!"

You both laughed as she sat next to you, handing you her phone as you pressed play. Halfway into the music video, you noticed she was very... expressive. Especially in that one scene where she was sat on the couch with her head laid back. And that turned you on more than it should've. Immediately, she noticed how fidgety you were getting and well... that's how you ended up here, riding her strap, aching for more.

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She lifted your hips slowly and let go as you fell down onto her strap. You grabbed onto her shoulders, nails digging into her skin and crying out her name as your back arched. "That's why you shouldn't rely on me baby. Go ahead. You got it." You lifted your hips, creating a rhythm that was comfortable for both you and Billie. You let out the sluttiest moans ever and at that point she craved you even more.

Grabbing onto your hips, she sped up the pace as she lifted you up off of her strap and pulled you back down. Your head fell down onto her shoulder, moaning into her ear whilst she fucked you like a starved animal. "Fuck...look at you. So unbelievably sexy, riding my cock like this."

She snaked one of her hands up to your nipple, pinching and pulling gently as she groaned, hearing you whimper in her ear. You were so frail and vulnerable in her arms. "Billie... fuck. I'm so close." You sat up, and your eyes fluttered closed as she increased her pace. The wet sound of her strap thrusting in and out of your seeping pussy, along with your moans, echoed throughout the room. You looked down, and there it was. That impure and lecherous gaze she had in her eyes. The same one from the music video.

She bit her lip, smirking as she pulled you down firmly, your pussy throbbing around her cock as she coaxed your orgasm out of you. She reached down for your sensitive bud between your thighs, rubbing softly, helping you ride out your orgasm.

Your legs spasmed, toes curled as heat rushed throughout your body, all the way down to your core. Billie rubbed her thumb against your bottom lip, waiting for you to open your mouth. Once you did, she stuck those same fingers that were rubbing against your clit, into your mouth. You licked and sucked, moaning onto her fingers as you made eye contact with her.

"Mhm. Such a good girl. Just for me."

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I got a little carried away but that's okay, I hope you enjoyeddd!

yurrrrrr

you ate that up queen

Hi love! Can you do 5 & 9 with Billie Eilish please!! 😁

Our Eyes Only

B.E prompt ! - masterlist !

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A/n: coming right up ! :D

Warnings: SMUT ! Car sex, mentions of masturbation, billies a teasing mf, use of mommy ! Think that's it :)

Tags - @trulyy-yourzz @eilishslut @chrissv4mp @n0vabug @dollyvuu @dollarbils @sweetcherriexs @bilsdillldough @mystiquemm

( 9. car sex - 5. filming it, either for private purposes or because they’re amateur pornstars )

"Ready?" You hear faintly, but you were honestly nervous you had never done this before, Billie on the other hand has, with many girls considering that's her job. You were her roommate so you'd occasionally see some hot girls walking into the apartment in tight clothing. Most of them were quite brain dead but you kept that to yourself. But tonight, her regular canceled. Saying she was on a date and will probably never be doing such things again if it goes well. So that's when she asks you. You were just sitting on the couch, minding your own business and watching TV.

"Billie I dunno." She sits beside you, getting you to look at her. "Ok, how about this. We do it, and if you don't want it published when you watch it back then I can scrap it yeah?" You think for a moment. "You're just going to beg me afterwards even if I don't like it." She bites her lip, making your mind run forgetting what was even going on in the first place. "Yeah but you give into me easily so shouldn't be hard." Your brows furrow. "Do not." You say unconvincingly. "Tomorrow could say otherwise."

And you ofcourse give in, which leads you here. Sitting in her Audi as she sets up the camera. The thought of being filmed was scary, even if it doesn't go out, the fact something known to be private wouldn't be is scary. Even more so than being naked infront of her for sort of the first time. Ofcourse living together you have near moments, but being fully naked was a bit intimidating to think on. She looks at you sensing hesitation in your posture. Your heart speeds at the gaze.

"What?" You then say, without even looking at her. That was until she turned your head to face her. "In order for us to do any of this babe you gotta look at me." You swallow, going to do so as she removes her hand. "Good." Only to replace the other hand on your cheek, leaning in and kissing you. You were shocked at first, not expecting it so soon. Your eyes shut as you kiss back. Feeling the tension slip out. The moment becoming more heated.

There was no doubt you had some form of feelings for the woman. Her style made your head spin, she was so attractive. It consisting of caps, long shorts, big t-shirts/hoodies. But youd love it when she'd wear a wife beater. The tight white fabric clinging. It occasionally riding up to show off her toned abdomen. Her arms showcasing a slight muscle. Her hands. Those veiny. Strong- But your daydream came to a halt as you felt a bite on your neck. You gasp as she does so, licking of the same spot. It was enough to say you've never done this. But that meant a multitude. Truthfully you hadn't really been with anyone, not for a long period of time anyways.

No you weren't a virgin, but it sure did feel like that at times. Especially with an experienced sex worker chowing down on your skin. God did it feel good tho, even when she sucked. Her hands travel to your small sleep shorts. Not really covering much. "You know." She says still kissing your neck. "I hate but love it when you wear these." You gulp. "Because. It's as if you know what you're doing. But then again, I know just how clueless you are." Your brows furrow. What does that mean? Her hands cup your ass. "Always so small." She bites again. Earning a moan from you.

She smirks, finding out your certain spots, pleased when she does. The car was heating up faster than you even realized, making your chest rise and fall with how close you two were. Her hands travel inside, causing you to hesitate any thought, surprised again. Her face meets yours. "You ok?" Her eyes shift from lust to a more caring glint. Reassuring. "Yeah- just. Not exactly use to this." Her brows knit together. "You, have had sex before correct?" You nod. "Oh yes, ofcourse! Just.. Not as much as you have?" Your features carry a nervousness to them. She picks up on it and pecks your lips again. "Well, you're in good hands. Just- let me take the lead ok?" You yet again nod.

Letting her do whatever. She goes for your shirt, keeping eye contact with you very closely. Making sure you were comfortable. And you were. She stares at your tits, fully on display. She licks her lips, lifting you up and onto her lap. She pushes her seat back. "We will do it like this yeah? No faces, just the main event. Sound good?" "Yeah." You then reply, feeling less anxious about it all. She nods, going to take off your shorts and underwear. Super swiftly. She really was good at this. You felt exposed as her eyes wander over everything. But at the same time, you felt wanted by it. Sexy even. You hadn't felt that in probably.. Ever.

Her hand goes to cup your cunt, feeling it warm and wet against her palm. She bites her lip. Moving her finger to your entrance, feeling you loose enough to her next words. "Gunna give it to you raw. Know you can take it." The eye contact still remains causing butterflies to erupt inside you. Your head moves as you nod slowly, processing but trusting her regardless. She fiddles with her belt, moving the jeans to get the strap out. You look down at it, it was larger than you anticipated. Honestly you had no idea what was in store for the night. Her hands grip your waist, moving you above it carefully. Making you sink down on it gently. Your mouth hangs open at this fresh feeling. She mimics it, smirking when you moan lightly. "Yeah feels good huh?"

Your mind races of so many thoughts, the fact you were even doing this with your roommate. Beats the little masturbation sessions you'd have at the thought of her. How silly was that, she was a room beside you and that's how you coped. Not to mention how you'd feel when you heard some girl she was fucking, moan. Oh how you wished it was you. But now, it really is you. You shut your eyes as you slightly move. This was a position very new to you. So you were skeptical on how to proceed. "Go faster, go on." You look into her blue eyes, going to do so. Raising yourself up and slowly sinking back down.

You let out a louder moan this time, having that slight sting from the new profound stretch, turn to a mind boggling pleasure. Making your movements pick up in speed. You wanted this more and more now as the seconds pass. "Needy little thing." She mutters, watching your hips lift up then down. Its as if you had wanted this all along. Then a switch clicks in her brain. "You want this really bad huh?" You don't reply, too caught up in the bliss. "Like you've imagined such a thing before." Then you come back to your surroundings, averting your gaze completely. "I'm right aren't I? Maybe you even touch yourself to the thought." She jokes but your unexpected silence says alot. All that she needs to know.

And this was her territory. This was her playground, she was a big teaser and now that she knew some more info of your little crush she plans to milk the fuck out of it. She sits up on her elbows. "Yeah baby? Slip those cute slim fingers into yourself, imagining it's me?" You let out a breathy moan, trying to ignore how much this is turning you on. Her voice, her gaze, her fucking dick. "Get jealous when you hear all the girls I bring over, hm?" She gives a fake pout. "Yeah? You pretend that it's you, don't you baby." This is where her speech stops. You had zero clue about the ins and outs. Your previous partner was quite boring when it came to sex.

"Answer me." You think, try to form any kind of words as your hips keep at it. "I- uhm." Her brow raises at your pathetic attempts. "Mm-mm. Speak properly." You slow your hips which causes you to regain focus. "I- h-hav-" But you were cut off when you were slammed back down by her strong hands. "What was that?" You moan louder than you ever have. Shocked and aroused by the sudden movement. "F-fuck!" This was so amusing to her, seeing you such a mess. "Come on baby, admit that you've been a horny little bitch for me." She says such words so softly. But God it was filthy. "Mhmm, I- I do touch myself to the thought of, you." You keep moving, breathing heavily. Her smirk grows. "See how easy that was?"

Her hands soon after wander, down to your cunt. Messing with it just a bit. "I bet you get so wet." You bounce harder, shocking her but impressing her at the same time. In secret you might be the best she's had. "Y-yes mommy." She does a double take with what came out of your mouth. Hadn't expected that at all. "S- so wet for you always." You were a moaning mess, tits bouncing. And suddenly all words flew out her mouth. Distracted by the name, your body. "Fuck." She groans at one particular bounce, feeling it right on her own cunt. Her mouth opens as your pace keeps up. You had been neglected for so long, this was definitely the result of that.

"God you're hot." She breaths, becoming out of breath herself. Then something turns inside her at your string of whimpers, you were close. "Better than all the rest." She was a smartass, because this eggs you on, encouraging a faster momentum. And she knew it. Chasing that euphoric feeling with each movementof your hips. The camera was picking it all up, the way you'd swallow the strap whole. The white ring around the base so clear to see. "S-so.." You breathe, moving your hands just above her waist for a form of support. "Yeah baby, so close. So close to making a beautiful little mess all over me. Is that another fantasy you had?" You go nonverbal, mind fogging over. "B-billie." You say mindlessly. Then you feel everything stop. Whimpering loudly. You open your eyes to look, seeing her hands placed firmly on you. "Whyy." You whine.

"What did you call me before, say it again and I'll let go." Your brain was mush, trying to move from her grasp. She smacks your side. "Uh uh, say it." You sigh defeated. "Mommy please! I'm so close, so, so close. Wanna make a mess for you." You weren't even speaking right, too caught up in this ecstasy feeling. Then you feel yourself plop back down, earning a porny moan from your bitten lips. "F-feels so good." You say as you chase that previous pleasure, doing so easily. "Go on then baby, you've definitely earned it. Been so so good for me." And without another second your bursting at the seams. Leaking all over the fake dick. You both were sweaty, flopping onto her chest tiredly.

"I've made up my mind. This is definitely, our eyes only." She says. She doesn't want to share this with anyone. She doesn't want to share you with anyone.

smt about vampire billie man, too yummy 😩

i’m yours; b.eilish

smut

There was something in the danger of it all that made your nightly rendezvous thrilling. The sneaking around. The whispering that turned into cries. The soft caresses that turned into desperate touches.

This night was no different. She'd snuck into your room and startled you in the process. Not because she'd made any kind of noise, but because you always felt her presence. When she was around, there was a shift in the air. It was heavy and made your heart thump faster and louder. Tempting her.

She'd stood by the window. Her jeans baggy. Her shoulders slumped under the hoodie. Her face hidden behind the cap she was wearing. Her eyes dark unbeknownst to you.

There was a hunger buried deep inside her and an uncontrollable thirst she longed to quench.

"Hi," you whispered sitting up on your bed, the book you'd been reading had fallen to the floor. She was exceptionally fast; hardly giving you any time to move. She hovered over you. The shadows of her cap casting over her beautiful face.

Her hands were on your jaw pulling you to your knees on the bed. She angled her body. Lips parting as her cold nose brushed yours. The touch sent a familiar shiver down your spine that pushed you forward leaning into her touch. It was only when she brushed your lips that you went up in flames. Her fingertips added fuel to the fire when they unraveled the knot of your robe tugging at the soft fabric until it pooled around her thighs.

She pulled back for a moment admiring your naked frame. She watched the way your chest rose and fell. The way your breasts moved ever so slightly when you shifting the placement of your arms, holding your weight up as you placed them between your thighs. The way your eyelids fluttered when she tilted your neck exposing your bare skin.

The tips of her fingers cascaded down your warm skin, thumb gently pressing on your neck as she felt your pulse.

"Please," you closed your eyes, your lips so plump and inviting.

Billie held the back of your neck as she pulled your bodies closer. They finally united in a heated kiss. There was an urgency sparking in the pit of your souls. You wanted her. She needed you.

"Billie," you hummed lifting your body in a desperate attempt to hold her closer. She obliged wrapping her arms around your waist securely almost lifting you off the mattress. Yours wrapped around her shoulders knocking her cap off. Your hand held her head as your mouths opened and closed, whimpers escaping every few seconds.

You gasped when she grabbed your thighs wrapping them around her waist. You hummed as you cupped her face. When she lifted you, your bodies shifted so you were straddling her on the bed. Her fingers dug into your ass and you moaned tugging on her hair. Maybe she'd leave you bruised again. Even if it was never her intention, you loved tracing the places she touched you before getting in the shower.

"I need you," she whispered against your lips as you melted. You were a puddle on her lap. She didn't have to tell you she needed you, you always felt it in your bones. Almost as if you were made just for her. But both of you were too scared to accept what that meant.

"I'm yours," the sweetest words you could mutter coated her tongue as they tussled. When your tongue flicked her fangs, she snarled and gripped your ass tighter. You shifted your weight, moving your hips. Grinding on her lap. She was still fully clothed, but in a matter of seconds you were flush against the mattress and she was naked hovering over your body. Hair falling on her face. Eyes dark and full of desire. She was almost growling and the way she was looking at you only made you think the filthiest thoughts.

She wedged herself between your legs, kneeling as her hand slithered between your thighs. She groaned when she felt your wetness. You shivered when you felt her cold hand, but quickly warmed to her touch when her finger rotated on your clit.

The warmth of your pussy and the coolness of her hand was making you spiral. Your legs were shaking as you struggled to keep them open. When she slid her finger into your pussy you lifted your chest gasping for air. She watched the way your face contorted with pleasure.

She didn't let you get comfortable or succumb to your burning needs. She straddled your thigh lowering her body until your teeth were chattering, skin freezing against yours. Goosebumps coated your body, but just one touch of her lips on your skin soothed the chill.

You wrapped your arms around her shoulders again pulling her closer as you moved your hips. Moaning each time your pussies touched. Each time your breasts pressed together and your moans mingled. The heat between your legs was increasing at an uncontrollable rate.

You danced to the tune of your bodies as you connected and reconnected. You were both fueled by unholy passion. You knew it when you felt her fangs on your neck and you didn't pull away. You only leaned your head back allowing her to run her tongue, tracing the flow of the blood pumping through your body. Your blood. Her blood.

"I'm yours," you whispered again. Throat moving just enough encouragement for her to sink her fangs in your neck. Biting hard on your lip, you moaned closing your legs around her thigh as she continued swaying her hips bringing you closer to heaven - or hell.

Your fingers tugged at her hair. Tangling it as you moaned her name and convulsed. Feeling yourself unravel under control. Your orgasm washing over you like sunshiny goodness. But she wasn't done. Her touch was firm as she grasped the back of your head with one hand, the other held your hip as her lips pressed sloppily on your skin. This was the first time she'd done this. Sunk her teeth into your neck.

Normally it was a small prick on your finger. Then your wrist. Your thigh. But never your neck. This was different. It was euphoric and made you lose your senses. You completely surrendered. Not afraid. Not realizing you were lightheaded and your hands were slowly loosening their grip as strands of hair fell down her face.

"Fuck," she cursed pulling away. She wiped mouth. Blood adorned her bottom lip as her hand came down on your neck. The small indentations in your skin pulsed wildly as she cupped your face with her other hand trying to get you to look at her. When your eyelids fluttered and you gasped for air, she sighed.

"Shit, you fucking scared me," she confessed as she ran her hand down the side of your face feeling the warmth rush back to your cheeks. She sighed contently, leaning down and pressing her lips on your forehead. She whispered things you couldn't comprehend, but her kisses were something you certainly understood.

"I was so scared," she whispered again touching your forehead with hers; her lips ghosting yours.

"I'm right here," you cooed cupping her face. Fingers digging into her cheek pulling her down until your lips were connected. The taste of metal on your tongue. You couldn't fathom what you tasted like to her. You couldn't fathom knowing you were the one she wanted. The one she needed.

thank you @madisonbeerssecretwife for the request... what a perfect way to kick of our october (diatober). love you angel !!! ❤️

I NEED TO BE HOSPITALISED

Her Favorite - Pt 2

Teacher Billie Eilish x student female reader

A/n: this has taken forever my apologies babes, but I hope it was worth it ?

Summary: you're the teachers pet. Her. Favorite.

Warnings: smut mdni ! Soft dom billie, sub-but slightly bratty/naughty reader ??, you ride billie, jealous billie ? Lil possessive but not in a horrible way.

Masterlist - pt 1

It took a few days plus the weekend to recover from what had happened. Your brain still processing it all. Until you got a random text on Sunday.

'Hey angel, just want to check on you.'

Your heart flutters, having a smile light up on your face. The things she made you feel were insane. But it was the best feeling ever. Despite how wrong that was.

And that was the start of what seemed to be a secret relationship. Naughty right? But you just couldn't resist one another. And you were just so glad that you were over with it all, that year. So it wouldn't be as secretive. It was a Wednesday yet again, and you were making your way over there with Claudia. You hadn't told a soul, not even her. But she wasn't stupid. She knew something was going on. Today's outfit was yum. If you did say so yourself. She had her hair up in a bun, which you found out to be one of your new favorite things. And ofcourse an old favorite, the glasses. God they sent something animalistic through you.

You take a seat, ready to stare at your girlfriend. Wow, that was so incredibly odd to say. Even if you did say it in your head it sounded very strange. You had never referred to one another as 'girlfriends' everything just kinda happened. You were dating, but never once uttered those words. The class was almost over, which you were glad about so when everyone left you could say a quick hi to her. Lips to lips. As you get up your clumsy self had knocked over your books from inside your bag. "Fuck sake." You mumbled, you really needed a new bag. When someone goes to help you. It was a girl, slightly taller than you.

"Thank you." You give her a sweet smile. "That's happened before I noticed." She then says returning the smile. "Yes, this bag is old and ratty. I should probably get a new one when I get the chance." She nods at your statement. "I always see you around, I'm Silvi." She says offering you her hand. "Y/n! Nice to meet you Silvi." You watch as she goes to leave. "I'll see you around." You nod, giving her that sweet smile. Your eyes turn. "What?" You notice her eyes on you. "Nothing, that made you really smiley." You approach her. "Don't even, she just helped me with my books because of this stupid bag-" You hold it up, careful so things don't spill out again.

"Think you need a new one babe." She says going to kiss your cheek, but you grab her by the collar of her dark blue shirt, smashing your lips against her own. Her hands rest on your waist, kissing back with such passion. "I've been wanting to do that all morning." You admit, pulling away and smiling like an idiot. "Oh yeah?" You nod at that, going to sit on the small desk she sits at in the room. But you soon get off as you hear the door open, looking over to see Claudia. "Left my jacket." She looks at the both of you. Landing on you, giving you a suspicious look. Claudia was smart she knew what you two were upto.

But she wanted you to confirm it before anything. And you would in time. She then leaves again, causing you to look at Ms O'Connell. Even tho she insisted you call her Billie you just felt off about it. "You look so good today." She says to you. You blush slightly. "So do you, I love the glasses." She just smirks. "Oh I know."

Friday. It came around quickly but you didn't mind it at all, you use to. But ever since you got with, Billie. You've been enjoying that class way more. All because of her. You happen to be the first person in there today. You smile at her. "Hi baby." She says softly. You give her a giddy smile. Going to sit down. You tried not to make your glances obvious, if anyone found out that wouldn't go good for her and you did not want that happening. So you both had to be careful. But oh man was it tricky. All you wanted to do was pounce at her.

Weeks has past and your secret relationship is growing each day. You were currently over at hers, laying in her bed. Her apartment was nice, it was spacious, comforting. She was having a quick shower, getting ready for the day. Then your brain clicks and you immediately went to go join her. Getting up and heading in there. You strip off your clothes and step into the misty shower. "Hi." You say with a smile. She smiles back at you. "Hi beautiful, glad you could join me." Everytime she spoke to you, you feel your knees buckle. So soft, so sultry in her tone.

Her hands make contact with your face, going to kiss you passionately. Most kisses with her were like that. And you craved them, especially when they heated up. "How are you going with that work I gave you the other day?" She asks, putting some shampoo into her hands. Getting you to turn around so she can massage it into your hair. Your mind eases. "Good." You sigh out, closing your eyes in the process. "Good, I'm glad. You seem to be doing sooo good, baby." Your eyes open, brain shutting off.

It's as if she knew the exact effect she had on you. Your body goes to turn around, but her hand grips your hair, pulling you back so your head was on her shoulder. "Isn't that right my love?" You bite your lip, she was forever teasing you. She knew damn well of it. "Y-yes." You stutter out, still in shock at the grip she had on your strands. Her eyes roam your face features intently. "And." She begins, getting you to face her again. Coming really close. "You're just so good at listening." She finishes, reaching behind you to grip the flesh of your ass firmly.

Hearing the slight smack echo. You wrap your arms around her neck with a slight squeak. She smirks at your reaction, enjoying how easily you'd fold.

Wednesday. Yes you always wear skirts, long, short. But never this short. And guess who's attention that got first. Her eyes linger over your body, your thighs. You just wanted to look extra good for her today. Although it did catch the attention of a person who sat behind you. Billie, was wearing a white t-shirt and a black tie, she had her hair down and she just looked mouth watering. You stare for a moment as she talks about what you'll be learning today.

When you feel a tap on your shoulder, you silently look back at who did it. Silvi. "Hey, you look really good, you wanna maybe go out later." You freeze. "Oh uhm- I'm a bit busy today." You lied, she was nice. But you were literally with- someone ... Who's way older and is literally your teacher. You thought for a moment. Maybe you should, so it doesn't look weird. "The offer still stands if you free up." She finishes. You turn back around, seeing Billies back is facing you. Hopefully she didn't see.

Oh but she did. She saw enough before she turned back around. Why was she jealous. Was she worried you'd realize that this was all a mistake and that you'd want someone your own age. I mean it's not like shes old or anything. She was most definitely overthinking this but she's grown to have a true liking towards you. Maybe even love which is something a little difficult for her. So you really were special.

As the class ended and everyone leaves you go over to her. "Hii!" You say cheerful. She turns to look at you. "Hi babe." You could sense the hostile behavior. "Everything ok?" She looks you up and down. "Well one, that's very short no?" Your brow raises. "What are you my mo-" But she shuts you up by slapping her and on your mouth. Letting herself continue. "Second I saw Silvi talking to you, what'd she want?" You remove her hand. "What's with you today?" Her hand meets her hip. "Fine, she just asked to hangout. Was kinda thinking about it." Her brows furrow. "And why?"

You go to sit on her desk that was in the room. "I dunno, maybe so it doesn't look strange that I'm not with anyone." She sighs, she gets it and she doesn't. She hates the idea. "Still don't get why." You get off going to look at her properly. "You don't seem like yourself, maybe I should go." She immediately reaches out for your hand. "No, wait." She sighs. "I'm sorry, I- the idea doesn't sound good." She softens her look. Making you fold. "I, don't have. To go. I just- I think it would be best." She sighs, again. "Ok well, atleast don't wear that again." She points to your skirt.

"Ms O- Billie. It's just a skirt-" Then you got the sudden urge to mess with her. Maybe she had pissed you off slightly with the other stuff. So you get a wicked idea. "What? Don't like me being on display for everyone?" You give her an innocent look but she saw way past it. "Don't start with me." "Or what, whatcha gunna do." You say, biting your lip. "It won't end good for you." You grab her tie. Causing lust to arise in the both of you. "You're playing with fire." She growls. "You should play with me instead." She was so feral for you, her movements were speedy as she grabs you and picks you up. Heading into that smaller office on from the huge room. She closes and locks the door.

She gets close to you, making you look at her. Her face goes closer to your neck, moving up. "I want to fuck you on my desk." She says against your ear, keeping you from falling. "P-please-" and this woman wasted no time, clearing it instantly and making you lay back. She takes her hands and touches every limb on your body. You shiver, wanting to watch what she was going to do. You sit up a bit to see, watching her hands come down to your skirt. They slither against your thighs. "Even tho it is incredibly short you looked so good in it. So it stays on." Her fingers then grip your underwear pulling them off.

"Yes ma'am." You reply, biting your lip. She chuckles ever so slightly. That fucking chuckle. It made you go nuts. "You always make me feel so good." You breathe, leaning back on the table. "Yeah? Good baby, this is going to be even better." Her hands fiddle with the belt on her pants going to pull them down to reveal the fake dick attached to her. Your eyes widen as you hadn't expected her to be wearing that. It messes at the entrance of your hole, making your head lay flat on the surface behind you. Back arching to feel it more. "Please B-" But she pounces ontop of you before you could finish. "I want you to call me something else during this. Think you can?" You nod with a hum.

"Starts with an M." She says, running her finger along your jaw and your body. You caught on right away. "Mommy." She smirks. "Good girl." The tip slides in slowly as her lips move to your neck. You suck in a moan, something you tended to do. Sure you made noise but for some reason you tried not to. "Come on baby, don't shy away." She says near your ear. Your eyes shut feeling incredibly small under her. "Bi-" But she swiftly grabs your face. "Uh uh." You gulp. "Mommy, please. More. Please." You were a complete wreck. Feeling every sane thought slip away. Going entirely into sub space. And that's when she heard the prettiest noise coming from you.

"That's it baby, good fucking girl." She purrs into your neck, satisfied with what she had been wanting. Her strokes grew more powerful and fuck was it amazing. You were still worried you'd get caught and she knew of this. "Imagine one of your friends walking in. Your face would be so red huh?" You squirm slightly, feeling her cock going deeper, causing another sinful moan to escape you. "Mommy." You whimper. "Hmm, don't like the thought?" She laughs. "I think you do. Enjoying it invading your brain. You want someone to catch this naughty act don't you sweet girl?"

Your pussy clenches tight around her sucking her in. "You're gunna make me cum!" You moan out. "Good, that's the goal baby girl." Your breathing gets uneven, feeling your brain fog over. Her face coming close to yours. "Relax my girl." And you do exactly as told, you always listened to her. "F-fuck." You breathe, calming down a bit and giving into that intense pleasure. Spasming around her as you came hard. She looks down to where the plastic dick disappeared, watching you leak all over the brown table. "You're so perfect to me." She bites her lip. She was truly. Inlove with you.

"P-please.. need more." You go to sit up shakily, grabbing the tie yet again. "W-wanna ride you." You say hastily kissing her lips. Her hands make way into your hair scrunching a bit, causing more moans. "Mmm, ride me baby." She moves to sit on her chair. You coming to hover over her lap, her hands gripping the silicone to line it up for you. "Go on sweetheart. Let it consume you-" "There you go, good girl. Feels good?" You bite your lip as you sink down. Letting out a slight gasp at how deep it was. "Know it does huh." She then ruts up into you, making you grab her shoulders to stay stabilized.

"Mm, mommy." You say near her ear, moving your hips at a slow pace. Her hands move to speed things up, this new angle hitting her clit deliciously. "Come on baby, know you can do better than that." She grabs your face so you look at her. "Wanna make me feel good too?" You nod fast. "Yeah?" She smirks at you. "Move faster my girl. Because the way you're moving." She pauses coming close to your ear, breathing against it. "It's making mommy's clit twitch. All for you." You whimper, such a dirty one too. She smirks again, going to bite your ear. Your hips pick up pace.

"There you go, that's it." She moans into your ear. Making your eyes and thighs shut. "P-please." Her head tilts, knowing exactly why you said that. So her mouth comes to your ear again, making a louder more prominent moan escape her. Your mouth hangs open as you continue to move. "S-so close." Her teeth sink into your lobe again, making your grip on her shoulders tighten. "Me too baby, keep moving the way you are, youre being so incredibly good." You do just as told, like always. Keeping up with the speed. And within seconds your both cumming.

You're immediately exhausted, falling into her as her arms wrap around you. Tiredness taking over. Billie couldn't be more happy about this situation. Your eyes shut, falling asleep soon after in her arms. She's making sure you're asleep before her next words and once you truly are.

"I love you."

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⊹₊⟡⋆ blurb bsf billie giving head to reader ⊹₊⟡⋆

“so you really never had an orgasm?”

“let me help you with that.”

you two were gossiping about your ex girlfriend, but you told billie she never made you cum and you didn’t even know what it felt like… that was enough for her to lure you into letting her give you head and, in her own words, “it would be necessary for you to know what it feels like” it didn’t take much for her to be with her face buried in your pussy, sucking your clit like her life depends on it. you suddenly feel two fingers of hers sliding into your folds, you couldn’t help but moan and roll your eyes to the back of your head as her fingers curled inside of you. her skilled tongue was licking and sucking your clit as she pounded her fingers inside of you. both of your hands go down to billie’s head, pushing her face towards your poor pussy in an needy gesture. she just smirked and giggled as her pace speeded and her tongue sucked right on the place you needed. it didn’t take more then 5 minutes for her to make you cum all over her chin, she took her fingers out of you, sucking them and tasting you even more.

“you taste so good baby.”

PAID IN FULL | billie eilish.

୧ ‧₊˚ when you forget your money at your drug deal with billie, she makes you offer up another payment method.

pairings & aus. drugdealer!billie eilish x fem!reader warnings. drugs...obviously | smut | switch!billie & switch!reader | i think thats it word count. 6.4k (i am so sorry)

the alley feels much colder tonight.

there’s a breeze that nips at your skin as you tug your sweater closer to your chest, although the cold air continues creeping underneath your flesh and settling there. you breathe out and it’s icy, a white cloud passing through your lips as your legs quickened, desperate to get off out the cold.

your shoes are scuffing underneath the chipped and imperfect pavement as you walk, your heart practically beating out your chest as anxiety swelled within you, because it was dark, for one, the opiate of winter falling over los angeles, and it was already night, despite it being only seven thirty.

you fumble your nimble fingers in your pockets to fish out a cigarette and a lighter, setting the cigarette ablaze and taking a puff as you walked, hair flowing wildly in the wind.

you shove your hands deeper in your pockets as you approach the end of the alley. it’s quiet and appears even darker to you, though it’s always been the same. a smell of smoke fills your nostrils and your eyes scan the empty, abandoned buildings, until your eyes land on her.

billie.

billie had been your dealer for a couple months now, and she was your favorite out of any that you’d ever had. she could be a little bitchy, and she had her moments, but she was always on time and reliable, and plus, always supplied you with good shit.

she was clad in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top, and your eyebrows furrowed at her nonchalance towards the icy cold. she was leaned up against a wall scrolling on her phone, a cigarette in her other hand as she looked up, locking eyes with you.

the only thing that illuminates the area now is the faint flicker of an old streetlight, which causes you to see billie wave you over with a slick smile, the faint curl of her lips greeting you without her saying a word first. you strut over to her quickly, and she places her hands in her pockets as she cocks her head to the side, “you’re a little late, princess.”

“i had to get gas.” you mangage, frigid fingers shaking slowly as you lifted your hand to take a drag of your cigarette, billie mimicking her actions. an obedient cloud of smoke leaves her lips as she quickly sucks it back in, and you roll your eyes at her, “show off.”

she doesn’t respond, she just drops her hand and leans up against the brick wall behind her, “so, you got the money? it’s thirty-five this time.”

you nod at billie and pull your wallet out from your purse that rests on your shoulders, opening it and expecting to see a two twenties laying there, but it’s completely empty.

your anxiety pumped through you as you shivered quietly, but not because of the cold. you could have sworn that you put the money in the wallet before you switched it out for your other one, but clearly, you were mistaken. but you’ve been hesitating too long, and billie’s eyebrow raises when you start tapping your pockets in a desperate attempt to find your cash.

billie’s eyes flicker over you, running a hand through her hair as she broke the silence, “what’s wrong, princess?”

“i….i forgot the money.” you murmured, your voice barely audible.

she pushes off the wall slowly, every movement deliberate and slow, like she’s wasting more time just to see you nervous. she echoes your statement, “forgot the money, huh?”

“yeah,” you mumble, avoiding her strong gaze. her eyes are low when she looks at you, and so dark that you can hardly tell they’re even blue anymore.

billie studies you for a moment, then jerks her head toward the corner of the building. she leaves fairly close by to your meeting spot, so she gestures to a street over, “c’mon, we’re not talking about this out here.”

you trail after her in silence, heart pounding with every step that you take, and you honestly feel like you might just throw up. she doesn’t talk to you the whole walk, she’s just quiet, apart from her humming a song or two every once and a while.

when you finally reach her place, your eyes catch how nice the exterior is. it’s all black and sleek, but with minimal windows. there’s two cars parked out front and you know that the black dodge is hers, but the hellcat— you’ve never seen that one before.

your eyes continue to scan the nature of her home after she unlocks the door without a word, pushing it open to reveal what’s inside.

the air’s thick, heavy with the smell of weed, there’s a the low hum of a tv in the background, although it hardly distracts you from the guy that’s sprawled out on her couch.

he’s counting money— stacks of it. his fingers move quick and methodical, flipping through the bills nonchalantly. there’s a faint sound of rap music that’s coming from his loud airpods, and he doesn’t even look up when you walk in.

billie tosses her keys onto the counter carelessly and finally breaks the silence that burdens you, but her words aren’t directed at you. her eyes land on the mysterious guy on the couch, “yo, go roll me a J real quick.”

“you could always say please,” he mocks, though he finishes off his last stack of money and places it neatly on the coffee table, rising from his spot and venturing into the kitchen.

now that you and billie are alone, your throat feels thick and it becomes difficult to swallow. never in life have you cheated billie or not given her a payment on time, and your heart races at the thought of your consequence.

she’s not the type to hurt you at all, and you know that. for months she’s called you her favorite customer, and she’ll slip little compliments to you here and there, but it isn’t often. you’ll catch her checking you out every once and a while, her eyes lingering on your tits too long or grazing your hand when she passes you your weed, you notice it all.

“so,” she drags out the vowel, twisting on your heel to look at you as you place your bag down on the hook next to the door. you’re standing awkwardly, and you don’t even realize that you’re holding your breath until she gets closer to you. “you really forgot the money, huh, princess?”

you nod stupidly, “yeah…i’m sorry bil, i can—“

“you know, princess,” she cuts you off, her voice soft and slightly teasing as her eyelashes flutter at you, “this isn’t exactly how business works, i know you know that. when you come to me, you bring me my shit, and i give you yours. not ‘tryna be a bitch, love. just how shit rolls. you understand?”

you nod quickly, heart pounding as you broke eye contact out of nervousness. you stare at your shoes, “i know, i know. i messed up. it won’t happen again—“

she cuts you off with a chuckle, leaning back onto a wall and crossing one foot in front of another, “oh, i know it won’t. but the thing is…” she pauses as you look up, her eyes locking with yours, “you still want what you came for, don’t you?”

you freeze, the weight of her words pressing against your chest. it seems like with every word exchanged between the two of you, she grows closer and closer to you. you gulp and you nod again, slower this time. “well…yeah.”

that makes billie shoot you a grin, so close now that the tip of your noses kiss. she looks up at you with those sultry eyes, making your skin feel hot as you returned eye contact.

“you know, i could just send you packing. but…” she tilts her head, her dark hair catching the dim light, “i think we can work something out.”

your breath catches as her gaze drops, trailing over you in a way that feels heavy, deliberate. she doesn’t say anything for a moment, letting the silence stretch just long enough to make your skin tingle. then, with a smirk that makes your stomach flip, she turns toward the hallway.

“come with me real quick,” she says over her shoulder, her tone casual but slick. she pauses for a moment when the guy from the couch hands billie a perfectly rolled joint.

you hesitate for a moment, glancing at the guy that now took his position back on the couch. he’s still counting money, not even sparing you a glance, mouthing the words to some song playing on his phone as billie began to walk. you take a shaky breath and follow her, your heart pounding louder with every step.

the hallway feels narrower than it should, her presence in front of you filling the space in a way that makes it hard to breathe. she leads you into a room at the end, the door creaking slightly as she pushes it open. her room is a chaotic mix of shadows and soft light, the faint smell of her perfume mingling with the lingering scent of weed.

she turns to face you, leaning back against the doorframe with her arms crossed. her smirk hasn’t faded, and her eyes stay locked on yours, her expression unreadable but knowing.

“so, princess,” she says, her voice dropping just slightly, “let’s talk about how you’re gonna make this up to me.”

you gulp silently as you eye billie, who’s leans up against her dresser, fishing for her lighter out of some drawer. her shirt is lifted slightly above her waistline, her belly button piercing and a tattoo sticking out, making your breath hitch.

she looked undeniably good, and when she stretched to her full height to look at you, she offered you a cocky smirk, “you got a staring problem?”

“i— no.” you shrug, trying to keep your cool as billie’s eyes lingered on you. she plopped on her bed and lit the joint, taking a long drag and sighing of relief, throwing her head back.

there’s a moment of silence between the two of you until she looks at you, taking another hit before speaking, “so, how you wanna do this, baby?”

you feel the air grow heavier much her question hanging in the space between you as you mindlessly stare at her. you can feel how stupid you look, and your mouth opens but no sound comes out.

billie’s gaze is fixed on you, a cloud smoke curling lazily around her plump lips as she exhales. her eyes narrow at you slightly, and her smirk sharp and cutting. she doesn’t say anything at first, letting the tension sit until it’s almost unbearable.

“…cat got your tongue?” billie drawls, tapping the ash from the joint into a tray on her nightstand. she settles further into her covers and sits with her legs crossed, “or are you just hoping i’ll let you slide?”

you clear your throat, shifting uncomfortably under her stare. you back up off the doorframe and rub your hands on your jeans nervously, palms incredibly sweaty. “i just… what do you mean?” you ask, playing dumb although you know damn well what she means.

billie snorts, a low, humorless sound, and shakes her head. she already knows that you’re playing stupid, and she sits up in seriousness and gives you stern eyes.

“don’t play dumb,” she says flatly, leaning back against the headboard, one leg bent while the other stretches out casually. “you came to me without cash, can’t just give my shit away, now can i? that’s not how this works. you know this, princess.”

your cheeks flush, the heat creeping up your neck as her words sink in. the pet names only continued to make your skin hot, and you shift your weight onto your left side, trying to mask the fact that all though you’re in pretty serious trouble with a literal drug dealer, it turned you on a little bit.

you force yourself to look at billie as she tilts her head at you, her smirk curling. “you’ve got nothing to say now?”

you swallow hard, fumbling for a response, billie she doesn’t give you the chance to even speak. she pats the space beside her on the bed, her voice dropping into a softer, almost mocking tone. “c’mere, princess. let’s figure this out, yeah?”

your legs feel like they’re moving on their own as you cross the room, every step making your pulse pound harder in your chest. her tattooed hand grazes your ass when you sit next to her, and your skin crawls out of nervousness when her hand doesn’t move, it just stays there.

billie doesn’t say anything at first. she just passes you the joint with her free hand, her fingers brushing yours deliberately and sending a jolt through you.

“take a hit,” she orders, her tone leaving no room for argument.

so you obey, inhaling deeply. the smoke burns your throat a little, but it’s soothing when the weed starts to take effect after a couple minutes pass.

you force yourself to keep it together, exhaling slowly as you take a few more hits of the joint. billie’s eyes don’t leave you the entire time, her usual smirk returning.

without much of a warning, she pulls you onto her lap with one swift movement, toying with the edge of your sweater as she teases the skin of your abdomen.

“such a good girl,” she murmurs, but there’s an edge to her voice, like she’s amused by how easy you are to control, how easy you are to get so worked up.

your breath hitches as her hand brushes against your thigh, her touch light but deliberate. you feel like you’re nearly overheating now, your skin tingling as she tickles the flesh of your back with her nails.

“you sure about this?” billie asks, her voice low, though her tone inquires if you’re going to back out— almost like she’s daring you to.

deep down, you didn’t really want to back out. she looked so good right now, and you were a high horny mess that desperately just needed some type of relief.

so you nod in agreement, your breath catching as her fingers trail up your arm now, and to your neck. billie doesn’t wait for a second confirmation from you— she doesn’t need to. instead, she closes the distance between the both of you, her lips brushing the corner of your jaw before pulling back just enough to meet your gaze again.

billie’s teasing you, and it only makes the pool in your panties even wetter as she messes with the string of your thong that pokes out from your low rise jeans.

“good,” she whispers, her smirk widening as she shifts closer, her intentions crystal clear as your high further sets in slowly.

the air feels thicker now, every second stretching out as you sink deeper into the haze of your high. billie’s presence is overwhelming, her sharp gaze fixed on you, unrelenting, and you hate the fact that she’s so good at eye contact. it’s like it has no affect on her, but for you, it flusters you like no other.

she tilts her head slightly, taking another slow drag from the joint before letting the smoke curl out between her lips. her smirk sharpens, cutting through the silence.

“you’re high?” she asks you, and she obviously is because of how red her eyes are, and because of how gentle her voice is. it’s still strong and seductive, her usual nature prominent, but laced with something sweet, something warm.

you nod slowly at her, your throat dry as you manage to murmur, “yeah.” the word comes out soft, barely audible, but you know she heard it. she smiled at you, her eyes never leaving yours as she closed her eyes for a second.

billie leans back against the headboard with her eyes shut, like she’s got all the time in the world to do whatever she wants. and she does, it’s all about her right now— but you don’t hate it. a part of you is subtly glad that you forgot the money.

you didn’t have a crush on billie, but what you did know is that she was fine as fuck, and that she was much nicer and more caring than all of your other dealers. she wasn’t just someone who sold you weed, she’d call you and check up on you, or invite you out to get together just for a smoke. you though the relations were a little too intimate just for business, but it never bothered you.

you watch as billie’s eyes flutter open, her thumb brushing small circles over your skin. “you look good like this….you’re so pretty.”

her voice is soft and alluring, making a gentle smile creep up onto your face as you press yourself against her chest. you can’t think of anything to say back, can’t focus on anything except the way her fingers linger on your leg. the haze of the high makes it harder to push back the nervous excitement thrumming through your chest, and the feeling of boldness hits you hard.

“you’re too quiet,” she mutters, her voice quieter than usual. her arms snake around your waist as she pulls you closer, her embrace making your skin tingle from the sensitivity that the weed brings. she’s so pretty— pink lips formed in a natural pout, her long eyelashes fluttering against her freckled cheeks— it’s so fucking hard not to kiss her.

you don’t say anything to her, mainly out of fear that you’ll say something stupid. your heart is pounding too loud, the mix of her touch and the high making everything feel like it’s way too much. billie cocks her head to the side at your silence, leaning in just enough for you to catch the faint scent of her woody perfume mingling with the smell of smoke.

“i wanna kiss you.” she murmurs honestly, her voice soft but commanding. it’s more like an order than an expression of her wants, and by the look on her face, she already knows you’ll do what she says.

before you can overthink it, her lips are on yours, firm and unrelenting. the kiss hits you like a spark to dry wood, lighting you up from the inside out. her arms travel from your back to your waist, one ring-clad hand coming up to hold your face. pulling you closer as her other hand slides up to your neck, billie’s fingers curl lightly around your jaw to tilt your face just the way she likes it.

she tastes like smoke and something sweet, and the contrast is dizzying. her lips move against yours with a rough kind of precision, like she’s in total control, like she’s been waiting for this. when her teeth graze your bottom lip, a soft gasp escapes you, and she smirks into the kiss, the curve of her mouth cocky and knowing.

“always been such a good listener,” she mutters against your lips, her voice low and dragged. you open your mouth to respond, but she doesn’t allow you to, her lips smashing back onto yours. it’s a little slower this time, more deliberate, like she’s savoring the moment. it’s all her high— the way she moves, touched you, it’s much more relaxed and gentle than usual, though her lips are unrelenting.

her fingers find themselves tangled in your hair, tugging just enough to make your breath hitch, and she takes advantage of it, deepening the kiss. all you can feel is her— her hands on you, her mouth moving against yours, her presence wrapping around you like a vice.

when she finally pulls back, her forehead rests against yours, her breath mingling with yours as you both catch up. her eyes flicker at you. there’s something different about them, they’re so much bigger and doe-like, and she whispers quietly to you, “i want you.”

“me?” you ask stupidly, but it’s a genuine question. sure, billie would flirt with you from time to time, but you didn’t expect her to be so bold about it. you could always tell when she was nervous because she’d beat around the bush or get really quiet, and this sudden confidence shocked you.

billie nods, “want you so bad, baby…i want you to touch me.”

the moment stretches between you, her breath warm against your skin, her forehead still pressed gently to yours. you can see every detail of her face, every freckle and every flicker of emotion in her eyes. they’re impossibly wide, soft now, like she’s peeled back something that’s always been unseen. her vulnerability leaves you with no words, and you’re not sure what to say, because this kind of thing was always so rare.

you swallow hard, your voice barely above a whisper as you manage to say, “okay.”

billie’s lips curve into the smallest smile, and before she can say anything, you close the gap, your lips brushing hers again. this time it’s softer, slower, like you’re both exploring the moment. her hands slide up to your neck, her fingers threading gently through your hair as she melts into you, her earlier confidence giving way to something more delicate.

when you finally pull back, her eyes stay closed for a moment, her lashes brushing her cheeks. you study her face, the way she looks almost shy now, and it makes your heart ache in the best way. you take a steadying breath, your fingers brushing her cheek, and you ask softly, “what do you want me to do, billie?”

her eyes flutter open at the question, and her lips part like she’s surprised you’d even ask. she hesitates for a beat, her gaze darting away before finding yours again. “just… be gentle,” she whispers, her voice barely audible, like she’s sharing a secret she’s never told anyone.

your chest tightens at the sincerity in her tone, the way her usual bravado has faded into something so unguarded. “always,” you promise softly, brushing a stray strand of hair away from her face.

the way you kiss her, it’s soft and telling, and so very sweet. you’re are quick as your hands travel to the hem of her tank top, kneading at her skin through the fabric as she falls victim to your touch.

you break the kiss, lips still lingering on hers as you ask her, pulling at the hem of her shirt, “can i…take this off?”

“yeah.” billie says in an obvious, bouncy tone, making the both of you giggle against each other as you kiss her again. it’s more intense this time, it’s hungry and vulnerable and messy when your lips part, allowing billie’s tongue to shyly intertwine with yours.

your fingers slip underneath her tank top and wrap themselves around her bare nipple, relishing in the pretty noises she makes as you do so. she pulls you closer to her out of desperation, little moans and whines escaping her lips as she clings to you like she needs you.

although it kills you to do so, you pull back from billie’s lips and give her calm, yet passive eyes. your high is at its peak now, your confidence grown as you grab the hem of billie’s tank, pulling it up and over her head in one swift motion.

you don’t talk, because there isn’t much to say. you just turn your head to kiss billie’s cheek, the little buds of affection traveling from her face to her neck, to her shoulders and tits, which makes her let out a satisfied moan. your hand comes up to toy with her right breast as your lips latch onto her left one, her hands finding themselves in your hair, showing you how good you make her feel.

“keep…going…please,” billie murmurs gently, a sigh of satisfaction hidden in her tone, “feels s’good, my god.”

you adhere to her request, and very well at that— your movements not ceasing as you look up at her, eyes red and intoxicating.

by the way she’s looking, tits out, head thrown back with sweet moans filling the silent space, it’s impossible for you not to cum right then and there. it feels so much more amplified than usual, your skin literally tingling with every moan that fills your ears.

you finally move lower and lower until your chin rests on the waistband of billie’s sweatpants, toying with them with your fingertips.

“this okay, bils?” you ask for confirmation, eyes flickering up at her, “i wanna take care of you…wanna tell you how sorry i am for forgetting my money.”

“s’okay, just fucking touch me already.” billie orders, her lips quirking into a small smile, but it’s not cocky or teasing—it’s real, like she’s ready for whatever you have to give.

you slide her sweatpants down with a swift motion, cold air channeling goosebumps all over the girls skin.

something clicks in you. you don’t know what, but it’s hungry and eager, and your impatience does nothing but grows, and grows quickly. so you pull billie’s navy blue panties to the side, exposing her pretty pink cunt, making your own grow even wetter, if at all possible.

“so pretty,” you coo, leaning closer to where your nose rests on her clit, “gonna make you feel so good, you know that? just sit and relax, i wanna give you a real good apology.”

she does nothing but nod, and you place two of your fingers in your mouth to lubricate them before placing them in billie’s pussy, the wetness coating your digits with ease as you curled your fingertips. you stop for a second, and when she gives you a look of confirmation— you can’t stop yourself. she looks so gorgeous in front of you, pussy swallowing your fingers whole as she bucked her hips into the air, “f-fuck…y/n! please…keep…k-keep going…”

“oh, billie…” you hum, fingers relentless as you thrust harder into her cunt, “see how sorry i am yet? i would say it won’t happen again…but i kind of like seeing you like this, you look so fuckin’ good. do you feel good, too? hm, baby?”

“mhm.” billie hums, eyes fixated on you as your tongue grazed her clit, making her gasp. your movements are slow, fingertips gently pressing against that sweet spot inside of her, her moans growing louder as her back lifted off of the covers.

you kissed her clit repeatedly, taking the bud in your mouth to suckle on it. your free hand rubs a sensitive spot on her thigh, making billie’s moans amplify as pleasure coursed through her body. and since getting her off makes you get off, your skin tingles as you moan into her pussy.

“doing….s’good, for….me….” you murmur in between pecks, “you gonna cum, bils? that’s all i want…just wanna make you feel good.”

“close.” are the only words that come out of her mouth, repeated like a broken record as you feel her tighten around you.

you’re a little dizzy from the high which makes the both of you giggle, breaking a little tense energy from everything, which makes you smile. billie’s laughs are immediately halted when your fingers quicken, the only sounds filling the air being wet and filthy, accompanied by the both of your moans.

“i’m— i’m right there…please! i’m gonna—!” billie yelps as you coo at her, little praises slipping past your lips as you feel her cunt flutter around your fingers. you don’t stop, you just slow down your movements linearly and kiss at her thighs, helping her through her release.

“such a good girl…bils,” you speak softly, “just showin’ you how sorry i am…”

she looks up at you, and for the first time, you see tears shining in her eyes. you’ve never seen her cry— and it’s a contrasting level of intimacy from the one before as she blinks them away quickly, shaking her head with a nervous laugh. “that was fuckin’…” she mutters, “so good.”

“well, i’m just giving back what you give me,” you say softly with a laugh, “for this free high.”

the air becomes thick with tension for a second. you rest your head on billie’s thigh and draw lazy circles on the skin as she finally speaks up, her hands finding themselves toying with your hair gently, “can i ask you something?”

“mhm.” you hum, eyes closing as you rest your idle hand against her thigh.

billie takes in a deep breath, “i know this was all supposed to be because you didn’t pay but…”

“but?”

she’s quiet now. you can tell she’s a little nervous, so you roll your neck to the side to look up at her, lips contorting into a shit-eating grin. confidence was oozing out of you, glossed over your eyes and shining through your skin, but you didn’t mind. you wanted her, you needed her, and that was the only thing fueling every statement that came out of your mouth.

“you wanna fuck me, don’t you?” you giggle, sitting up now, “s’okay, billie. just touch me, and consider it another payment for next time i buy.”

“god,” she mewls, her hands taking home on your waist as she pulled you underneath her, immediately unfastening the button on your jeans with a smirk, “couldn’t hide it much longer, princess….i need you so badly.”

“but what about the paym—“

“fuck the payment.” is all she says, practically ripping your jeans off as her eyes met with your lacy thong, making her smile in satisfaction. she immediately slides them off after appreciating their beauty, your pussy on display for her as she realizes that your inner thighs are completely coated in your slick.

“what’s got you worked up, mama?” she asks you, wasting absolutely no time as she presses two nimble fingers inside your cunt, disregarding the fact that she’s still got rings on, the cool metal making your skin tingle, “does fuckin’ your drug dealer turn you on? hm?”

as you find the words to respond, billie’s tongue finds its way inside your pussy, replacing the fingers that now rub tight circles along your clit. a loud gasp leaves your lips as your fists find themselves in billie’s sheets, pressure already building up in your abdomen as she fucks you with her fingers, hard.

“you better answer me, or i’ll stop.” she almost laughs at you, but you can tell she’s bluffing because she does nothing but thrust into you harder, making you bite your lip to fight your moans.

words never come no matter how hard you try, and billie rips away your pleasure so abruptly that it makes you whine slowly. but what makes your eyes go wide is when she stands up without saying anything, digging into her drawer like she’s looking for something.

it’s scary that you don’t know what until she turns around, gasping audibly when you see her strap in one hand, and a vibrator in the other.

you weren’t sure what had taken over her from the past hour that you and her were alone, but it wasn’t like you could back out now. you needed her bad, and plus, this was your ultimate payment, right?

“get up.” billie orders at you, doing her last adjustments on the strap before making her way back over to your lonesome spot on her bed, the fabric below you a little wet from where you sat. you wait until she lays down on the bed as she pulls you on top of her, wasting no time to have you sink onto the faux cock.

you winced at the sudden stretch, and billie hands you the pretty pink vibrator with soft doe eyes, “you okay? say the word and i’ll stop.”

and when you tell her that it’s fine, and that you’re okay, her nails dig into your hips, her other hand steadying the vibrator onto your clit as she turns it on.

your face contorts in pleasure as billie bids you a kiss to the forehead, your whole body shaking against hers as you place your arms on her thighs to steady your weight. your high plus the fullness of the strap makes you feel like you’re in a haze, eyes fluttering open and closed sporadically, bending at the roots due to how harsh you blink.

“feels good, huh?” billie giggles, slurring her words a little as her wrist flicks to find that sweet spot on your clit, the vibrator seesawing back and forth, the satisfaction summoning a warm feeling to blossom against your skin.

“so good.” you whine out, succumbing to billie’s touch as her hips rock into yours, your walls tightening around the strap. she grabs your chin and taps your cheek with her red-tinted fingernails, tutting at you, “tsk tsk, baby, look at me. you can do it, i know you can.”

you let out coos out pleasure when you force your eyes open, and billie smiles at your eagerness to satisfy her. she kisses you as a reward, bitting your lip to prompt a moan out of you before pressing a button on the toy slickly, its intensity rising as you gasp.

“fuck!” you seethe through gritted teeth, bubbles of pleasure erupting in your abdomen as you felt your skin grow hotter and hotter. billie squeezes your ass, flashing you a pretty white smile, though there’s nothing comforting about it. she talks to you like you’re pathetic for hardly holding out this long, needy and desperate as you fuck yourself against the strap.

“gonna cum for me already, baby? you look so desperate to, i know you wanna— just look at you.”

little ‘yes’s pass through your lips as your gasps get louder and louder, broken chunks of billie’s name echoing throughout her dim bedroom, your orgasm on the forefront of your mind as your hips sway against her with desperation.

“billie—“

“it’s okay, princess,” she coos at you, grabbing a fistful of your hair to pull you closer to her, lips littering against your shoulders, “cum for me baby, it’s alright, i’ve got you.”

at her command, a wave of pleasure washes over you, your arousal glistening against the strap as you whine, sensitivity spreading to every part of your body as you cum hard. billie’s thrusts slow exponentially with regard for how delicate you are. she cradles you like a precious thing, whispering sweet nothings to do about what a good girl you are, stroking your hair and kissing your cheeks intimately.

when the stars finally come down and your eyes can focus again, you lay against billie’s bare chest with your own, completely nude with her skin grazing yours. you don’t even remember getting cleaned up and slipping underneath the covers, but you try to focus on your breathing as billie’s hands find yours.

for a long moment, neither of you speak, the only sound the soft rhythm of your breaths evening out, matching each other’s. her fingers trail absentmindedly along your arm, tracing invisible shapes that send small shivers across your skin. you tilt your head to look at her, and her eyes meet yours, still soft and a little hazy, but clear enough to hold an expression you can’t quite decipher.

“you okay?” billie’s voice is quiet and she’s got a sparkle in her eyes, her usual cocky tone replaced with something gentler and a little more vulnerable.

you nod, brushing a hand lightly over her arm. “yeah… you?”

she hesitates, her fingers pausing mid-trace against your skin before she nods. “yeah,” she says softly, then bites her lip like she’s holding back something that strikes you as confidential.

you shift slightly, turning to face her more fully, kissing her shoulder before looking up at her, your voice quiet but insistent. “billie?”

her eyes flicker to yours, and for a moment, she looks nervous, like she’s trying to decide whether or not to say what’s on her mind. finally, she sighs, her fingers resuming their absent tracing on your arm.

“this… it’s not just business to me,” she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. “it never has been. you’re fucking beautiful, and so sweet…and i…”

she pauses for a second, and your heart skips at her words, and you reach out to brush a strand of loose hair away from her face.

“it’s not just…business to me either,” you say softly, your voice steady despite the way your chest feels like it’s about to burst. “you mean more to me than that, billie. i just didn’t say anything…”

billie lets out a soft, disbelieving laugh, shaking her head. “you kept this shit a secret for this long?” she mutters, her cheeks flushing. “i know i have too, but you always seemed more confrontational than i am.”

you look at her, your thumb brushing lightly over her cheek as your eyebrows raise, “me? confront you? today i forgot my money and i thought you were gonna fuckin’ shoot me, not fuck me. i didn’t know you even saw me in that way.”

her eyes search yours, and for a moment, she looks like she doesn’t quite believe you. she always thought you would say something first if any feelings arise, and that’s what kept her quiet. but then her lips twitch into a small, genuine smile, one that makes your lips mimic hers, and she runs her thumb over your cheek. she then leans in to press a gentle kiss to your forehead, lingering there for a moment before pulling back to look at you again. “i don’t want this to be a one-time thing,” she says quietly, her voice trembling slightly. “i want you. not just for tonight, not just for… deals. i want all of you.”

your chest swells at her confession, and you reach out to take her hand, lacing your fingers with hers with a smile. “you have me. i don’t want anyone else but you.”

her breath hitches, and for a moment, she looks like she might cry, but she blinks it away, squeezing your hand tightly. “good,” she whispers, her voice so soft it’s almost lost in the stillness of the room.

you smile, leaning in to kiss her softly, letting the moment linger as a comfortable silence falls over the both of you like a blanket. you giggle against her chest, and she gives you an inquisitive look as you glance up at her,

“so…do i get free shit now?”

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