I saw that you did stories with Tom sucking his breasts reader and it would be nice if you did the version of Bill who sucks the reader's tits like a little baby who needs milk ykyk
𝐲𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐲.
-contains:SMUT!
-summary:request!!!
-WARNINGS:i don’t know leave me alone.
-notes:anonymous your so sexy and slutty in all the best ways, can i please fuck you?
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it was late into the evening, the home quiet and still; the only presence was your own. after a few long hours, you decided to take advantage and watch some television in the living room, awaiting bills arrival in the meantime…
soon the sound of keys jangling and the door closing was faintly heard in the background, foot steps coming closer and then finally there he was.
his eyes heavy,
his posture weak and restless,
ultimately completely disheveled.
“bill?..”
“what’s wrong hm?” you softly added, your tone delicate and gentle.
he shakes his head side to side, unable to get the words out of his mouth without immediately breaking; his eyes refusing to meet yours.
you pout your lips, before extending your arms wide open, inviting him to your arms.
he instantly walks over to you, sitting onto your lap and wrapping his arms around your torso, then snuggling his nose into your cleavage. once he was settled you began steadily swaying him back and forth, placing tender kisses on the top of his head.
“mama..” he quietly whispered; raising his head up to meet your gaze, his left hand suddenly moving up to cup your breast. an action that was a tell-tell sign of what he wanted.
you smile down at him as a signal of your permission, to which he swiftly lowers your low cut shirt; to his surprise you luckily weren’t wearing a bra. he then adjusts his head toward a lower position, before lastly latching his lips onto your perky bud.
“you just wanted some milk huh baby?” you cooed, you look to scan his face; his eyes were halfway open, his demeanor very different from the one you saw 5 minutes ago. when he first came in he was beat down and frail, now he was relaxed and at ease.
he whimpers in response, his lips mouthing at a firm sucking motion, his tongue occasionally swiping against your supple skin.
bill then detaches from your tit for a quick second,
“t-taste so good,
so lecker und süb mama <so yummy and sweet>.” he whines before latching back onto your nipple, his lips starting up again.
you lowly let out a deep hum, a subtle grin growing on the corners of your mouth. you lift up your right hand, afterwards proceeding to place it on the back of his head, beginning to stroke his hair.
you could feel the spit piling up around his chin, but that didn’t mean he was stopping anytime soon. he could spend hours indulging in your flesh, the sweet taste of your skin dissolving any lingering pain in his body.
your tits, were the perfect cure for any tough day.
hiii! you should totally make a bill smut! where he’s like super submissive & fem reader is rough, just completely overstimulating him until he’s crying, like using vibrators on him :’). perhaps some mommy kink (if ur comfortable ofc!)
ur writing is so good btww💞
hope it’s good since writing dom!fem isn’t usually what i do <3)
Driving Me Crazy | Bill Kaulitz
you entered the room, only wearing your red lingerie and high heels. slowly, you walked over the boy who was laying down on the bed, handcuffed and blindfolded.
you straddled him, making a surprised sound coming out of him. not the only sound he would’ve made that night.
you started grinding on his boxers where a bulge was already formed. he was always ready for you.
a whimper came out of him, making you bit your lip. you loved it. you loved how desperate you made him.
“m-mommy…” bill breathed out, parting his red lips as he let out a moan.
“sh, mommy will take care of you.” you softly said, lowering his boxers. you started moving your hand up and down his length.
“o-oh yes! faster!” he moaned throwing his head back. you stopped suddenly, making him gasp.
“beg for it.” your voice was demanding, sending shivers down his spine.
no one knew how submissive he was for you. everyone thought that because of his extroverted persona compared to your shy one, that he was the one who had control. but boy, if they only knew. it was your little secret, and it only made you and him hornier.
“please please mommy, fuck me! i need you so bad around me.” bill desperately moaned, almost squirming underneath you.
you smirked at the sound of his trembling voice, before moving your panties aside and slowly going down his length.
you threw your head back at the feeling of him inside you. after some seconds you started moving up and down his member, going faster and faster.
your breathing was mixed with the sounds of your moans, as he whimpered and groaned.
you took his blindfold off him, and he looked at you confused since you always liked seeing him that way.
“i want you to look at me as i fuck you.” if your words weren’t enough for him to be sent over the edge, your hand around his neck was what he needed.
you squeezed his throat just as much so he couldn’t talk properly, before spitting in his mouth, making him swallow it.
you felt him cum inside you and you held your moan back. “who told you to cum?” you asked sternly, as his juices fell down your thighs.
“s-sorry. i’m sorry!” bill pleaded watching you get up while shaking your head. he stared as you undid his handcuffs and he stroked his red wrists.
“w-what’s going on?”
“all fours.” two words were enough for him to understand.
he did as you said, as always, waiting for you as he heard noises behind him, still trying to calm down from his high.
you took out your vibrator before going back to the bed. you placed yourself behind him, you wrapped it around your waist before turning it on.
his eyes widened but before he could say anything, you inserted it on him. he arched his back even more, as you went in and out of him.
your hands were on his hips as you pushed, the friction and the vibration causing bill to almost cry out, in pleasure but also almost in pain.
“t-too much! s-stop!” he gripped the bed sheets, but you knew he wasn’t really telling you to stop.
“shut up, you know you like this. you like being fucked like a slut.” those dirty words came out of you freely.
his legs began trembling, eyes watering since the pleasure was too much. tears started streaming down his cheeks and he tried to get away from you but you held him still, he was too weak to fight back.
“can i c-come?! mommy please!” the sight of him so desperate and begging you was becoming too much even for you.
you started touching yourself as you kept him in his spot, feeling near your climax as well.
“let’s come together, baby. okay?”
bill nodded frantically and on your three you both came. you fell on top of his back, out of breath but satisfied.
“fuck.” he let out, closing his eyes.
“yeah…fuck.”
a/n: hope you like this! idk if there are vibrators that you can wrap around your waist but i wanted to put that in lmaoo
ANWAYS, could you do something with drunk bill? not smut, but like bassicly reader picks him up from a party or something and he’s like SUPPERRDUPPERR drunk LOL. and later in the story he’s keeping reader awake by talking so much, and reader just exhausted and so tired of his shit and accidentally tells him to shut the fuck up or something like that. then billy willy starts crying bcs he’s drunk and can’t process and reader just comforts him.
TYSM!! xx
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2008 bill kaulitz x fem!reader
summary : the request :3
warnings: ANGST with comfort!!, reader is grumpy, drunk bill, a lot of swearing, bill gets comfort not the reader...
“what the fuck..?” you muttered under your breath.
your room was completely dark, your phone screen turning on as you received text after text was the only thing that illuminated it.
you tried to shift your position in bed, turning away from the phone.
you tried to ignore the messages.
but they just kept coming to a point where you could no longer ignore the irritating rattle of your phone against your nightstand.
you let out a string of curse words as you shift in your bed once again.
you reach your arm out towards your nightstand and aimlessly grope for your phone until you find it.
you squint your eyes as they adjust to the brightness of your phone, finally seeing who has been disturbing your sleep.
it was your boyfriend.
;- 2:24 am
you and bill had eachothers location, so finding him wasn’t going to be the hard part.
the hard part was going to be trying not to fall asleep at the wheel as your drove to whatever house party bill was attending tonight.
well, trying to get your drunk boyfriend in the car would be hard too, but based on his texts, he would probably be too intoxicated to break free from your arms as you shoved him in the back seat like you have done previously.
-; 2:35 am
you could hear the faint sound of trashy music playing as you pulled into the driveway and right as you exited your car you bee-lined for the front door.
you pounded on the door loudly enough so that people would be able to hear it over the music.
no answer.
“oh-! hiii baby!” a voice said behind you, to which you immediately whipped your head around.
“whatthefuck-“ you stopped when you realized who it was, “bill? why the fuck are you outside?”
“i was jus’ waiting for youu!” he stumbled towards you and smiled.
you shook your head and laughed to yourself in disbelief. how much had he had to drink?
“yeah, okay.” you paused, “we’re going to my house. c’mon”
you grabbed bills arm and led him to the passenger seat, he was trying to open the door while you rummaged around in your purse trying to find your keys, the darkness which surrounded the two of you definitely didn’t help this.
bill kept pulling the door handle.
“bill fucking stop you’re gonna rip the door handle off-..“ you found your keys and unlocked the door.
“m’sorry! i jus wanna-“ he tried to continue talking but you pushed him into his seat as fast as you could and shut the door.
you were so ready to get back in your bed as sleep.
-; 2:40 am
on the drive back to your house, bill stayed mostly quiet.
“are you okay?” you asked him in a concerned tone, “because you’re usually a fucking obnoxious drunk-“
“im not drunk.!.” he looked at you with a very stern expression and you couldn’t help giggle.
“okay.”
-; 2:50 am
when you finally got back to your house you did the same as when you arrived at the frat house.
you immediately bee-lined for the door.
except the difference was you now had a drunk bill following you.
once again fumbling with your keys, you unlocked the door, bill attached to your arm.
“go to the spare room bill, or take the couch, i don’t care.” you said as you hung your jacket and purse back in their designated areas.
“okayyy..” bill obliged, walking down the hallway towards the bedrooms.
you followed after him moments later, walking into your bedroom.
as you went to settle into your bed you saw something that certainly wasn’t one of the many blankets that littered your room.
“bill.”
“hm? oh hi y/n!” you could see his toothy smile at you even in the darkness.
“bill, i said go to the spare room. i actually need to sleep tonight. please, baby.”
“but- but i don’t wanna be alone!” he cried, “i promise i will never ever do this again, please can i just stay in here?”
you thought about shoving him off of your bed and letting him find his way to the spare room, but then you thought about how hard it would be to get him off of the floor once you pushed him off the bed.
so you scratched that idea.
“fine..” you muttered, “but be quiet, okay? can you do that for me?” you kissed him lightly on his sweet alcohol-ridden lips.
he looked at you with drunken eyes and smiled. “okay..”
you smiled at him through the darkness and planted a kiss on his forehead, then continuing to position yourself in a comfortable sleeping position.
after moments of silence, you thought bill had fallen asleep.
but no.
you flinched as he started fidgeting with your hair, although soon after you leaned into the touch as he usually did this to help soothe himself to sleep
then you heard suppressed giggles behind you which soon turned into full-on laughs.
you tried to ignore him, thinking it would end soon.
but once again, no.
“bill, stop.” you would whisper, but he couldn’t.
he brought his hand up to cover his mouth.
big mistake.
the hand he intended to cover his mouth with was the one he had tangled up in your hair, which led to him accidentally tugging on your hair as he brought it up to his mouth.
“bill what the fuck!? - ow!” you whipped back at him, “that was my fucking hair!”
you rubbed the back of your head where bill had tugged to soothe the pain, muttering to yourself as you did so.
bill didn’t utter a word.
you stared into his pitiful eyes and spat many insults at him before grabbing a stray pillow and smacking it between the two of you.
that had to keep him from disrupting your sleep, right?
not right.
the giggles that you heard behind your back minutes ago had now turned into small whimpers.
the bed shook behind you as bill whined out an unsteady breath.
he had to be messing with you.
you turned around for the final time, about to completely snap, “bill can you just fucking-“
you fell silent and stared into bills eyes which were somehow even more pitiful than before.
his makeup was not yet running down his face but it was smudged under his eyes, a streak of the black shadow ran up into his hairline where he had presumably wiped it.
bill sat up, but that didn’t keep him from breaking down. “i didn’t mean to pull your hair..!!” he hid his head in his hands, sobbing into them.
“oh bill…” you almost started crying seeing the state that he was in. how could you have made your own boyfriend feel like this?
you removed the pillow that you had put between the two of you, discarding it onto the floor as you practically scooped bill up in your arms.
you hugged him tightly as he sobbed into your shoulder.
“i- im so sorry!!” he whined out almost incomprehensibly. he was a drunk, sobbing mess.
“bill.. please don’t apologize..” you stroked the back of his head, gently combing through his rough black hair.
“do you still love me?” his manicured nails dug into your shoulders nervously as he waited for a response.
your heart sunk as his words. had you made him feel like you didn’t love him?
you moved your arms to wrap firmly around bills torso, pulling him flush against you.
you held him tightly, holding back tears of your own as you rested your chin on his head.
“bill..” you trailed off, moving your head away from his as you gently tried to get him to meet your gaze. “i love you so much.. i’m sorry for snapping. really. i’m so fucking sorry. i’m just so tired and-“
bill cut you off by smashing his head into your chest, “i really didnt mean to hurt you.. i was just trying to go to sleep..”
“i know you didn’t mean to hurt me bill.. its really okay.”
you felt bill nod into your chest, the poor boy was so tired and he was just trying to soothe himself to sleep.
THEIR laughter filled in the silence in y/n’s room as the two sat opposite of each other, next to the bed on the floor. bill and y/n were currently having a sleepover, as usual, and decided to try out a challenge they both saw on the internet.
so, after agreeing, the two went to the store and bought a pack of different flavoured chapsticks.
the moment they saw this challenge on youtube specifically, they knew they had to try it. it was fun and spontaneous, plus they could kiss one another. it was pretty much the whole point of the challenge and that was enough to convince the two.
“alright,” started y/n, their laughter dying down slowly. y/n’s digital camera was placed on their bed, facing the two as it filmed a new memory.
“they probably can’t even see us.” pointed out bill to which y/n playfully rolled their eyes. “im positive that they can see us, bill.”
at that comment, bill raised his brows. he was so ready to prove them wrong. he grabbed the digital camera and pointed it at them, soon laughing as he examined the small screen of the camera. “you cannot see anything!” he laughed.
y/n joined in, the laughter leaving their mouth so effortlessly. but thats how it was like with him.
they grabbed their camera and took it away from him. placing it back to its original spot, y/n got up and grabbed their lamp from her desk.
“satisfied?”
“very.”
y/n smiled softly before grabbing the pack of chapsticks and showing it to the camera. “so, today, me and bill over here will do the chapstick challenge. we dont know if anyone will ever see this…” they trailed off.
“…probably not.” added bill with a shrug. y/n nodded in response, continuing right after. “yeah. so well apply different flavoured chapstick and the other has to guess. thats all.” they explained, momentarily looking at the camera.
their gaze settled onto bill opposite of them, their lips immediately spreading into a smile. “what do you wanna do first?”
“i wanna guess. the entire challenge.”
“the entire game?”
“mhm.”
“okay.”
y/n ripped open the package, few of the chapsticks falling out, landing on the floor between them. “close your eyes.” they told him.
after closing his eyes, y/n picked up a random flavour and showed it to the camera before applying it on their lips. “alright, im ready.”
bill nodded and leaned in, placing a soft kiss on their lips, immediately tasting the blueberry chapstick they applied just moments before.
he pulled away after a moment, licking his lips, trying to savour the remaining bit of chapstick that transferred from their lips to his. “this is way harder than i thought.” he laughed.
y/n joined in, a few laughs leaving their mouth as well. “try again.”
they didnt need to tell him twice before bill leaned in once more, capturing their lips in another soft kiss.
y/n couldnt help but smile into the kiss, causing bill to copy their actions. he pulled away, thinking of what the flavor could be.
“can you give me like 3 options?”
“uh, coca cola, strawberry and blueberry”
“oh! its blueberry!” he exclaimed happily, completely sure of his answer.
y/n giggled at his excitement, nodding as he watched them with expectation and happiness in his eyes. “yes!”
“im so good at this game.” remarked bill, confidently smiling at his partner.
y/n gave him a look. “yeah alright. close your eyes, love.”
bill did as he was told. he patiently waited for y/n to finish applying the new flavour of chapstick, waiting for their signal.
“im ready.”
bill came closer, happily kissing his partner once again, the strong flavour of cherry hitting his tastebuds immediately.
a few seconds later he reluctantly pulled away, not even having to think twice about his answer. “definitely cherry.”
“nope.”
his jaw practically dropped. “what? thats definitely cherry, y/n.”
“it isnt.” they laughed softly.
“i know how cherry tastes like. thats fucking cherry.” bill stood by his answer, refusing to believe otherwise.
y/n kept denying the fact that it was the cherry chapstick, even tho it very much was, creating this back and forth banter between the two.
eventually, y/n started laughing, not being able to hide their plan any longer. they pulled out the cherry chapstick from behind their back.
once bill saw and registered what was going on, he looked at her with a surprised yet knowing look. “you just wanted me to keep kissing you.”
“maybe.” they smiled, bill now aware of their plan all along.
bills expression softened as he continued looking at them, admiring every tiny detail. he let out a soft laugh, intertwining their fingers between them.
I definitely feel like Bill is just that much of a submissive slut he’d want his gf to sit on his face, and he’d want her to fuck him so many times he is crying, and trembling with pleasure and whining incoherently, the only thing you could’ve made out of his whining is ‘I love you, more, please’ he definitely begs, and whines, and cries, and whimpers. PLEASE I NEED HIM SO BAD 😞🙏
mm yes like actually he would
that man is such a slut istg
i gotta talk to him bout his addiction to dropping the pics i took 🙄😒
BUT YES he is such a sub >3<
poor boy is begging for you to fuck him and relieve his need, the erection he is experiencing especially rough for him to get through, even moments are too much, tears forming in his pretty little desperate eyes. needing this release seemingly more than anything, shaking you awake from your slumber, whining as you aren't giving him what he wants. He whimpers, and considers the options of rubbing one out himself, but he knows you'll be angry at him. He decides to just do it anyway, and solve it on his own. He pulls down his boxers, wincing at the pain of the rough material lining the clothing, and his dick slaps against his lower abdomen as he quietly moans, bringing his hands down to his aching hard on, pumping the shaft, his mouth sluttily parted as his hand moves faster, his noises still a whisper as he doesn't want to wake you. He chases his release, his hand sliding up and down his wet dick, so so close to the bliss that is his orgasm, and finally, he cums with a loud moan, squeaking in fear as it probably woke you.
Truth was, you were awake when he began to whine, right after he shook you awake, and you were smiling, listening to his cute little moans as he jerked off, just on the side of you. But, you decided to act like you weren't and trick him. "Billy?" you asked, his eyes widening in shock as he realized you were awake, and he scrambled to silently get his boxers back up, trying to act like he hadn't just disobeyed your very explicit rules. "yes mama?" aww, how sweet, he was attempting to cover up. You smiled and rolled over, now facing him.
"did you disobey me?" you asked sweetly, rubbing your hand up and down his still hard crotch, hearing his breath hitch. He shook his head, gaze drifting to his clothed dick. "No?" you tut, smiling mischeviously, your hand still on his crotch. "are you lying to mommy? you know bad boys get punished" you reminded him, and he nodded, even though he had broken the rules. Your fingers dipped into the material of his clothing, and felt some leftover cum still dripping from his tip. You frowned, and lifted your hand out of the boxers. "what's this then?" you demanded, and he hung his head in shame.
"I told you, bad boys get punished. Did you want to get punished by mommy?" you slowly pin him to the bed, arms surrounding each side of his head. He gulps, shaking his head yet again, and you pinch his nipple harshly. "Don't lie. Did you?" you ask again, and he nods finally. "Good boy. Now sit back, mommy's gonna make you feel super good" you smile, tearing down his boxers, cock springing out for the second time, and you slide your hand up it, feeling his hips jerk up.
"j-ja mama! p-please!" he begs, the sound music to your eyes as you obey, rubbing his swollen cock harder, teasing his balls with your free hand, his moans getting louder. "aw baby, you close already?" you pout with fake sympathy, jerking him off harder, pushing your hand down onto his balls, hearing him cry and beg for you to stop already. "hold it" "b-but" "i said" you slap his thigh. "hold. it." he nods shakingly. "now that's mama's boy"
You strip off your clothes, positioning your hole with his cock, and slide down on it, his eyes shut in pure ectasy, trying to contain the pleasure and bliss building within him. His large cock stretches you out deliciously, your walls molding to fit him as you begin a pace, lifting your hips up and down on his needy cock, his hands flying to your hips as a string of pornographic moans escape his lips.
"ah ah, no touching, only good boys get to touch" you pull his hands away slowly as he sobs from the overstimulation. "m-more!" he cries out into the darkness of the room, the sound seemingly bouncing off the walls. "you want more?" "haah, j-ja m-mama!" he whines. You increase your pace, bouncing on his dick as he approaches the sensation again, balls slapping against your ass as you throw your head back, grinding down onto his pelvis, your clit momentarily touching his abdomen, your orgasm approaching as well. You moan as you grind deeper, legs on either side of his hips as you cum on his cock, milking him as he releases, your walls squeezing his poor soft dick as he cums soon after, thighs shaking as he melts beneath you, his sobs and left-over eye makeup smudged and ruined.
"good boy, did so well for mama, let's get you all cleaned up, ja?"
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