⚠︎ - professor!billie, student!reader , smut . I don’t condone fucking your teacher .
Ms. Eilish was your teacher , has been for a few months into the semester. your grades have been shit , every year. Until this month ?
well , you first came to her with a problem . a big one. Class ended, and kids scattered out. leaving you two.
“I know my grades aren’t good.. but my mom will be pissed if I fail this class..
Ms Eilish, cant you have mercy on me..? I’m a good student.” you spoke , twirling your hair.
as you pushed yourself bent over her desk. she sighed deeply , eyes roaming you. “no I cannot, missy. You know if I give you special treatment everyone will expect it aswell.” she said , it would take lotssss of convincing. weeks later .
You had done some major begging, and she agreed. “you can get your grades up by helping me, okay ? Tonight I’ll pick you up , and you can grade papers with me alright?” you eagerly nodded.
tonight was the night , you dressed nicely in a small dress. shaving above the knee , “just in case.” and tossing on a pair of lace underwear and a matching bra.
her car drove passed the house, and went to a stop. you walked out of the house, as she smiled appreciatively at the outfit. “you look nice.” she spoke
you giggled and walked to her. Ms Eilish’s hands wrapped around your waist, and led you to her car.
by the time you two were close to her house, her hands were roaming your thighs, while keeping an eye on the road.
you scooted your hips forward and into her reach, as Ms Eilish’s eyes darted over to you. speaking lowly. “you realize I’m still a teacher, huh?”
your head gently nodded, “mhm.. I know— I know.” she let out a smirk , though her hands moved further up your thighs, and under your dress.
we pulled into the driveway, and she lifted you out of the car and to the door. unlocking it , and tossing you onto the couch. her house was giant ,
before you knew anything else, your eyes met hers. she spoke to your lips, “shh. good girls keep a secret”
you bobbed your head softly, and did as she said. immediately spreading your legs without a doubt ,
Ms Eilish lifted your dress, sliding your panties down with a grin. “lace , huh? Pick this out for me?” you nodded
“mhm.. I did.” she let out a small smile creeping at the corners of her lips, as soon as possible she was sliding each particle of clothing off your body.
she buried her face in between your thighs, kissing them gently. while her fingers pressed to your clit , moving in circles.
ms . Eilish kissed up your thighs leaving small hickeys. before her fingers plunged into you, you let out a high pitched - gasp and moaned loudly.
“mpmh— m-ms..” ms Eilish immediately pressed her other hand to your mouth, “shh.. keep quiet for me, okay? you don’t want anyone to hear how needy you are for your English teacher hm?”
you agreed and softly nodded your head, moaning gently into her hand while her fingers pumped into you harshly.
“mhmm.” you whined and whimpered, she kissed down your neck. before her fingers slid into your mouth , other hand still working beneath and in you.
you sucked softly on her fingers, taking them to the back of your throat. She slid them out of your mouth,
her hand snaking around and pressing her wet thumb to your throbbing clit. rubbing small digit eights. “mm-mrs.. ii, I can’t take much more-“ she nodded her head softly, her fingers still moving. within seconds you were a moaning mess under her, whining “mrs eilish—“ before releasing into her fingers. she stilled her fingers in you, kissing your forehead. “perfect.”
Billie’s voice was husky , rushed and loud. she snapped. roughly lifting you from the waist , “think about what you’ve done. you wan ‘ act like a slut ?”
“you’ll be treated like one then.” she spoke , tossing you softly onto the bed. you were almost wasted ,
went out with friends and told Billie you weren’t gonna drink. well that was sure a lie.
you looked up at her , “m’ sorry , okay ?” she rolled her eyes , “you’re a brat , and a liar.” she said, clenching her teeth.
“I know— I know.” you spoke , squirming on the bed. “ c-can’t we reason-?” she groaned at your words , ripping her shirt off and shaking her head. “no, not one bit.” she whispered
she slowly , teasingly undid her belt. your eyes slid to her fingers , then to the belt unsnapping. she looked down , straddling you.
her thighs came down at each side of your hips , sliding all of her own clothes off.
her hand traveled each inch of your body , before speaking into your ear. “slut.” you looked up at her , softly nodding your head before she removed each and every article of your clothing.
she was slow , deliberate. teasing as she roughly kissed your neck. her hips bucking forward and hitting yours , as you eagerly pushed your hips to hers.
she groaned , “don’t.” you eagerly nodded your head, eyes roaming each part of her body. her digits pressed to your clit , rubbing figure eights , as you squirmed and whined.
she spoke harshly to your ear , “keep whining” as she held your body down with her weight , fingers plunging into you.
you whimpered, moaning loudly as she entered. “bb-billie— i-” she didn’t care , holding your wrists with her other hand. pushing deeper , fingertips kissing your walls roughly.
tears dripped from your eyes, “b-bil, please just— let m-me release-.” she laughed in your face. fingers moving faster. “mm, let me think about it” she spoke ,
as you looked eagerly up at her. “pp-please—” she giggled and pressed her lips to your neck. “beg then.” you nodded gently,
“okay— ii, please..? please- I n-need it.” she shook her head, “mm, no.” you pleaded in response, “b-but, but-”
she smiled softly, “mm.. last a little longer for me, hm?” you sighed , yet complied with eagerness.
minutes later , you were begging once again. “please, can I -?” she gently pressed her lips to your neck once more, kissing deeply before pushing her fingers deeper and harder, “go on.”
your juices immediately coated her fingers, as she pulled them out and licked them clean. “good job, you did so good.” she whispered, as you panted softly.
@bitchesrbreakinghearts // look at me finishing this 🤤
- Billie has been your best friend for years . You two have been inseparable since. through every relationship, situation-ship and talking stage you’ve had . she was there.
you were currently in some break up , but it was clear your boyfriend wanted you back .
one night you needed some comfort , coming over to Billie’s as you two watched a movie on the couch. though it was long forgotten as you two gossiped ,
“and he was horrible in bed , the worst part ? he was so cocky and confident that he was good.”
Billie chuckled and nodded her head softly , before tilting it . “you deserve so much better.” hunger deepened in her eyes, her eyes grazing each corner of your body .
“thank you , maybe I’ll find my person one day ?” you spoke , as Billie nodded her head subtly
and pressing her lips to your neck . you didn’t stiffen , you leaned to her touch . inching yourself closer to her body .
before you knew it , she was encouraging you to talk about him . His stupid ass. as she was inbetween your thighs,
licking , and sucking on your clit. “mm— and- and he sucked at- eating , not- not nearly as good as you” she smiled at your words , doubling her energy.
you let out deep whines , “cc-can I—? m’ never allowed cum first-” she lout out a laugh , and looked up at you between your own legs , nodding her head with a “mmhmm.”
you let out a deep moan of relief, head falling back as you had released on her tongue .
she grinned , licking you clean “mm , taste perfect ” you kissed her deeply , lips tasting yourself on her pink lips . “soso much better then that loser..”
a / n :: omg tell me to stop writing abt head . I went back and counted I’ve wrote it three times already .. 😤😤
⚠︎ - kissing, undressing, head , basically it I think 👀👀
“bil” you spoke , walking upstairs. “what should I wear for the party?” you walked into the room, and noticed her getting ready.
your eyes were immediately drawn to her. eyes wandering up and down before speaking,
“is that my bra?” Billie let out a chuckle, nodding her head and speaking up. “mhm, you left it here. finders keepers right?”
you immediately groaned, “no! not when it’s my stuff!” Billie laughed, “that’s what you always say when you steal my food, and my clothes isn’t that so?”
you whined and walked over, shaking your head vigorously. your eyes roamed her, trying not to go weak in your knees,
you started unbuttoning. “it’s mine, and I what if I wanted to wear it?”
she laughed, and leaned back in her chair, letting you. she watched you, hand sliding to your hips.
“mhm, go ahead” you gently undid her corset as well, before your hand slid to her tights,
she laughed and looked up. “Nuh-uh.” you let out a gentle whine, “why not!”
you said head tilting softly. “please.” you let out a whimper, before sliding to your knees infront of her.
she let out a small smile, and nodded her head before tossing it back, running her hands through your hair.
“go on baby” she spoke, you grinned softly. please, you always got what you wanted, immediately started to
slide her tights off, along with her stockings. you rested your head to her thigh, looking up at her with big eyes.
as she smiled and kissed the top of your head. “work your mouth for me”
and you did. burying your face in between her thighs, licking up and down slowly. Billie’s fingers tangled into your hair, her head lulled back
your hand gently gripped her thighs, moaning as she pulled you closer. your tongue worked fast, plunging deeper
as your thumb slid to her clit, rubbing digit eights. with more of your tongue, Billie let go.
releasing out liquids onto your tongue, gasping softly. “mm.. should’ve just let you had the bra..
last thing you remember was Billie vlogging, before you knew it she had bent you over the bed.
she held the camera steady in one hand, the other sliding all of your clothes off.
you stayed under her grip, face stuffed into the pillows. as she slipped the camera onto the dresser.
showing a good angle of you two.
Billie’s hands roamed over your back, tracing and kissing you. “you look so pretty”
only words she could hear from you were “yyo-yyou— too..” she smiled, “mhm, you’re so cute under me.”
she kissed down, trailing behind you as she smiled, licking up a stripe “taste-so sweet.”
next thing you knew she flipped you over, her head dug deep-stuffed in between your legs
her fingers dragging out digit-eights on your puffy clit, she had been there for as long as you could’ve imagined.
your head back, your hips bucking at each movement.
not long after she sped up, hips bucking, sweat glistening. as you finally came. whining out as your hands grabbed at the sheets.
with one last click of the camera, she spoke to you “smile” you immediately reached for it. “you were filming—!” you cried out. Billie giggled gently, a smiled tugging at her lips.
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