TW: sub bill, masturbation, cumming on a pillow, profanity, perverted shit, she/her pronouns, AFAB reader, sweet-talking, humping, multiple orgasms, mommy kink, sweet aftercare, handjob, riding bill, head (bill rec)
Request: Haii i think it was from @estxkios who did the sub bill imagine so credit to her for this request but can u do bill humping a plushy? Maybe reader comes home early and JS watches as he gets off and starts fingering herself while watching Bill. Sorry if this is long. Bye and ty!
Rating: nsfw down below! warnings are marked
WC: 1.6k
back in action boys
Poor billy who can't even control himself long enough to wait for you to get back from your outings
He's so so desperate for you, the poor little thing. He always gets so needy for you, sometimes for no reason at all.
The erections would happen even when you weren't at home, because all he can think of is you, torturing his cock until it's practically sore.
He was lying on the couch of your shared home, ignoring the tv in the background, as all he could picture was you riding him, blowing him, giving him the best orgasms of his life as he would come for the fifth time, his body aching and sore as his hands were restrained with the cuffs you had put them in.
His cock was already as hard as a rock, and it was so painful, but the images of you wouldn't go away. He envisioned you doing so much to pleasure him, as you would every night.
Every single night, from what he could remember (because his brain turned to mush after the third orgasm) you'd have him tied down, his body straining against the many ropes holding his body to the bed frame.
His erection began to rub against his pants as he snapped out of his daydream, mewling in pain. He meekly moaned your name, not knowing how to handle it without you. You had never given him permission to masturbate by himself, not even once, and he obeyed your commands.
"m-mama" he whimpered, the friction creating a painful sensation in his body. He made his way to the bedroom, his body in pain as he sulked to the room. He tried to drink some water from the bedside table, but that didn't help in the slightest.
He buried his face into your pillow, turning over as he inhaled your scent, his arms wrapping around it. The hard-on rubbed against the sheets, and his face contorted into a frown.
He sat there, wallowing in his own misery, until, he had an idea.
Your scent was on the pillow, and that was close enough to you, so maybe he could try to cum? It was worth a shot, as the erection didn't seem like it was going to go away any time soon.
He shucked his jeans and boxers, his cock slapping against his lower abdomen as he moaned in pain, his red and nerdy cock standing straight up. He grabbed your pillow, and put his dick on it, beginning to move back and forth, creating a sensation that made his mouth gape in pleasure, his eyes swarming with lust.
His hips slowly moved across the pillow, the softness of the object making him feel so good. He envisioned you sucking off his cock instead of the pillow so he had a better chance to cum. It worked perfectly, as his balls began to grow heavy with his seed. He rocked his hips faster, his cock growing softer as his balls slowly filled up even more, his mewls becoming louder.
However, he didn't expect you to be home so soon, listening right against the door, furious at his actions. You knew he was pleasuring himself, and you were pissed. He was explicitly told not to do this, and he disobeyed you.
You opened the door slowly, watching his hips needily rock against the pillow you sleep with, ruining it. You huffed lowly, making sure he couldn't hear you. You watched him, his cock rutting against the pillow, his eyes shut in pleasure as he felt himself getting closer to the edge, his moans increasing in pitch.
He went harder and faster, panting. "m-mama!" he moaned, the sound echoing throughout the room. He began to squirt cum onto your pillow, his hips slowly decreasing in movement as he came, breathing heavily, riding out his high.
He held his hands on the pillow, calming down, still not seeing you in the doorway, your arms crossed in anger. "bill? what do you think you're doing?" you asked, practically seething in rage. He knew you could only give him an orgasm.
His eyes shot open, fear instilling in them. "s-sorry mama, i didn't kn-know you were going to b-be back so soon" he whimpered, his bottom lip beginning to tremble. "You know the rules" you hissed, nearing his body on the bed. "bad boys get punished" you tore off the rest of his remaining clothes, nearly ripping it in the process.
Your clothes were gone from your body very quickly as well, his eyes widened, and he gulped. Your hands pinned him down until one of them left to grab the handcuffs you used for bill. "m-mama please no-not those" he begged, and you grabbed his chin using your hand that was on his chest. You squeezed it roughly, his cheeks squishing together cutely.
You laughed as he writhed beneath you, your hands grabbing his wrists and cuffing them to the bedframe as he cried out, his hands flailing around, trying to escape them. "it-it hurts!" he proclaimed, but you tutted. "that's what bad boys get when they aren't good for their mommies" you smiled, your hand trailing down his stomach to his cock, rubbing it harshly.
"ha-haah!" he squealed, your hand torturing his cock, making him feel the burden of his actions as he moaned wildly. You leaned down, kissing his tip, letting your tongue swirl around it. His hands thrashed against the cuffs, begging to be set free, but you refused, ignoring his pleas.
Your mouth swallowed him, your hands working on what you couldn't fit as he whined and moaned, deep in pleasure. His eyes filled with tears, his tip hitting your throat, his body convulsing.
"s-shit!" he whimpered out. You smiled, your tongue encompassing his cock, rubbing against his shaft. Tears dripped from his eyes, the pleasure too much for his body to handle. He began to shake, his balls heavy with cum, ready to release it into your mouth.
You obliged, you wanted to make him sore. He whined desperately, his wrists becoming red from the force at which he tugged at the handcuffs. You let him rest for only a few seconds, before you began to slide your hips over his cock, teasing it. Your clit hit his tip perfectly, causing you to let out a groan.
"fuckk, only mommy can have this, right sweet boy? Only mommy can use your body?" you asked, your hand caressing his cheek. He nodded rapidly. "mh-mhm! only y-you mommy!" he let out a shaky moan, his eyes still brimming with tears.
"that's my sweet baby boy, i knew you would make mommy happy" you smiled, holding his cock to your entrance. You slid down on it, your walls gripping him tightly, holding onto him. His cock buried itself inside you, your head falling backwards in pleasure.
He never stopped with his pleas, to let him touch you, let him feel you, but each time, you didn't listen. Your torture on his soft cock was well, torture, and he began to cry again, soft tears running down his plump lips.
"p-please mama" he cried softly, your hips grinding down onto his abdomen as he moaned in pleasure filled pain. You only went faster, your pace too much for him to handle, as he spilled inside you. You didn't stop, you simply wanted to make sure he would never disobey you again.
"no-mngh-m-more" he let out a strangled moan, his cock twitching inside you, his stamina decreasing. He didn't even get to relax after the third orgasm, so he was out of breath, drool and tears spilling from his face.
"c'mon, just one more for mommy, then i'll run you a bath" you smiled sweetly, trying to coerce him. "o-okay" You let out a soft moan, feeling yourself going to cum. Your walls gripped his cock once more, and he couldn't take it, his moans going up a pitch. Your head tilted forward, a hand coming to his chest to steady yourself as you released on him.
You pulled off of him slowly, his dick falling limp on his stomach, his balls coated in the white-sticky substance. He was recovering from his multiple orgasms, panting heavily. Your hands unclasped his from the cuffs, his wrists sore and red, making you frown.
You picked him up, his arms wrapping around your neck as you led him to the conjoined bathroom, starting a tub for him, as promised. He whined as he left your arms, wanting to hold you close. He softly sighed as you washed his hair, moaning when you hit that one specific spot.
You washed all the cum off, being careful not to make him actually cum again. You turned off the faucet to the tub, and picked him up out of the water, his body clean. He smiled. "thank you mama" he said shakily, his body sore from the force of his orgasms. "no problem sweet boy" you dried him off with a nearby towel, making sure he was comfortable after. You drained the water out of the tub, and made your way back to the bedroom, his small frame in your arms.
You tucked him in, lying next to him. You kissed him goodnight, rubbing his arm. He held you close, and thanked you again. "of course my good boy, but don't ever disobey me again"
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