late night love
summary: y/n wants to go to sleep after a long day, but bill has a different idea
pairing: bill skarsgård x female reader
warnings: NSFW, sleepy sex, vaginal fingering, lotus position, woman on top, sweetness, cuddling, unprotected sex, creampie, cockwarming
word count: 2876 words
a/n: hey so i'm still planning on writing a sequel series to 'practice' and i have an outline i just need to. actually start writing it. i've got a couple more drafts to finish before i get started on that.
The clock in the hallway was chiming one o'clock when Y/N finally locked the front door behind her. The sun had set hours ago, but her director seemed to care little about time or the lives of others. Even if it took hours, he was determined for her to get the perfect take, and Y/N felt like her bones were about to shatter by the end of the day.
The only other thing on her mind was getting home to Bill, who she knew would be waiting for her. But now he was bound to be fast asleep in bed, and that was the only thing she wanted to do, too.
She groaned softly as she kicked her shoes off at the front door and hung her jacket up on the coat rack before trudging through the house and up the stairs to the bedroom. She didn't bother to turn any of the lights on as she went, letting muscle memory do her eyes' jobs as her whole body cried and screamed with each step.
Finally, she came to the bedroom door and pushed it open as slowly and quietly as she could, the hinges squeaking softly as they were forced open. She couldn't see, but she could tell that Bill was already asleep in bed, the soft sounds of his breathing drifting over to her ears. The carpet was soft under her feet as she tiptoed over to the bed, leaving the room in darkness as her eyes adjusted.
She could just make out Bill's silhouette, the sheets tangled in his legs as he clutched her pillow close to his chest as if it were her body, his face half buried in it. The sight made her smile, and her heart pulled a little. She'd often done the same thing while he was away; the scent of his cologne often clung to the fabric and soothed her on lonely nights, but knowing that he also did it just made her love him even more.
Carefully, she climbed onto her side of the bed and crawled over to him, keeping her movements slow and measured so as not to wake him up. He was the picture of peace when she finally managed to see him: his eyes closed, his lips slightly parted, his face still and content, and his hair sticking up where it had rustled against his pillow.
Even though he was on a break from work, Y/N had noticed how tired he'd been lately, especially when her own work days lasted for so long. She told him every single day that he didn't need to wait up for her to come home, but it appeared that he just couldn't stay up much longer for once. Even in the dark, she could see the shadows under his eyes, and she had a good feeling that they would be bloodshot once open.
She gently reached out to stroke his hair, keeping her touch soft and gentle, like she was handling a baby. The dark locks were soft when they slipped through her fingers, and the smell of his shampoo drifted into her nose as she leaned down to softly kiss he top of his head, gauging whether or not he would wake up. He murmured softly and nuzzled her pillow as he wrapped his toned arms tighter around it.
"Sleep well, honey," Y/N whispered before leaving a soft kiss on his forehead, letting her lips linger before she dragged herself away from him and into the bathroom.
She quietly closed the door behind her, making sure it didn't slam, before turning on the light. The sudden illumination made her eyes sting, and she squeezed them shut to give herself time to adjust before finding a towel and turning the shower on as hot as she could get it. Steam started to fill the room, fogging up the mirror until she could no longer see herself, and she let herself breathe deeply, the warmth blowing away the cobwebs in her head and letting her muscles relax.
After tying her hair up, washing her face, and dropping her dirty clothes into the hamper, Y/N stepped into the shower and let the warm water cascade over her body, washing away the dirt and grime from the day. A soft groan escaped her lungs as she stood under the scalding water, her tired muscles relaxing as she continued to breathe in the steam and let it soothe her sore throat.
Part of her felt bad for making Bill wait so long for her to come home, but a more selfish part of her thought that he could wait just a little longer for her to finally go to bed. Y/N was so used to going to bed alone and waking up in the middle of the night to the feeling of Bill slipping under the covers next to her that it was normal to her.
She finished up her shower as quickly as she could, leaving her tired body smelling sweet as she towelled off and continued with the rest of her night routine. Her mind cleared as she finished her skincare routine and brushed her teeth, only concerned with finally getting some well-earned sleep.
Just as Y/N had put her toothbrush down, she felt a familiar pair of strong, toned arms snake around her waist and pull her into a warm body. The reflections in the mirror in front of her were still foggy from the steam, but she could recognise Bill's silhouette anywhere.
"I thought you were asleep," she said with a sigh as she relaxed into his embrace, relishing the feeling of his warm hands skimming over her arms.
"I was," Bill said, his voice low and scratchy in her ear. "But you woke me up."
"I didn't mean to," Y/N said as his hands continued to roam her body and he bent down to softly kiss her shoulder. "You just looked so cute."
He trailed his kisses across her shoulder and up her neck, making her skin tingle with each brush of his lip as his fingers crept underneath her towel.
"Not as cute as you," he husked before kissing the spot behind her ear and pushing the towel to the floor, leaving her completely bare for him.
Y/N shuddered when his fingers brushed over her nipples, her pussy starting to clench and dampen when he took her breasts in his hands and squeezed them softly, his lips never leaving her neck.
"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice just above a whisper as she placed her hands over his.
"I waited all night for you to come home," he mumbled into her warm skin, his right hand drifting away from her breast and down to her lower stomach to pull her closer to his body. She whined when she felt him push his clothed erection into her behind and shuffled on her feet to let him slip his fingers between her legs. "You left me with this, and I didn't even get a chance to play with you before I fell asleep."
A moan crawled its way out of Y/N's lungs when he started to lightly circle her clit, and she fought the urge to squirm out of his arms. Her mind was screaming at her to sleep, but her body had an entirely different idea.
"But I'm tired, baby," she whined as her head fell back onto his shoulder. "I've had such a long day."
"Then the least you can let me do is fuck you to sleep."
Her whole body shuddered with desire, and her cunt clenched hard at his words, a fresh wave of arousal gushing out of her. Instead of giving him a response, she turned around in his arms and brought her hands up to his face, holding him still so she could kiss him softly. As her eyes drifted closed, she felt his lips brush against hers, and he took the lead, gently slipping his tongue into her mouth and pushing his fingers inside her needy pussy. He groaned against her mouth as he felt how wet she already was for him, her sweet spot already swollen enough for him to play with.
Y/N felt as if something had switched in her body; she was no longer concerned with sleep. All she wanted now was to feel every single inch of Bill; she wanted his hands all over her body, and his hard cock inside her.
"I missed you," she breathed into his mouth, her voice muffled by his kisses. "I spent all day wanting to come home to you."
"I missed you, too, baby," Bill said when he reluctantly broke off the kiss. Gently, he pulled his fingers out of her dripping pussy and licked them clean as he used his free hand to push his underwear to the floor, leaving them both completely bare. "C'mon, let's go to bed."
Bill took Y/N's hand and led her out of the bathroom, flicking the light off before he closed the door behind them, leaving them in the dark bedroom again. She could just see where they were going in the dark, thankfully the floor was clear as he brought her to the unmade bed and sat down on the mattress with his long legs stretched out in front of him.
"C'mere," he said as he reached out to take her hand, "come sit in my lap."
Y/N's heart skipped a beat when she realised what he wanted to do. Even though her body was sore and tired, she couldn't pass up the opportunity to fuck herself on his cock while sitting in his lap.
She eagerly crawled onto the bed and into his lap, not yet touching his hard cock as she cupped his face in her palms and kissed him softly, letting their tongues dance together as he gently played with her breasts, holding them with his large palms and gently squeezing her sensitive nipples.
Her hips started to buck against him and she lowered herself onto him, dragging her wet pussy along his shaft to slick him up, making him softly moan against her lips. Even though she couldn't see him, she knew that he looked beautiful: his big eyes hooded with lust, his soft lips slightly parted, and his hair perfectly tousled.
"I want you," he breathed against her mouth when she took his cock in her hand, giving him a few slow pumps, and spreading her arousal around. "I need you, baby."
Slowly, Y/N sank onto Bill's cock, savouring the feeling of him opening her up before wrapping her arms around his shoulders and pulling him close to her. Their foreheads pressed together, she slowly rolled her hips forward and backwards as he caressed her back with his large palms and kneaded her hips, helping her keep her movements steady.
"You feel so fucking good, baby," he sighed before brushing his lips against hers again, kissing her softly and sweetly. "Definitely worth the wait."
Y/N moaned into the kiss as she clenched around him, her sweet spot grinding against his cock and her clit brushing against his skin with each rock of her hips. She always loved being so close to him like this, their bodies entangled as they moved together as one, feeling each other's heartbeats until they melted together.
Her tired body continued to move lazily against his as she savoured his kisses, tasting toothpaste on his tongue as her fingers tangled in his thick hair, alternating between scratching his scalp, stroking his hair, and pulling it. He hummed against her lips and pulled her closer to his chest, her breasts pushing up against him so her sensitive nipples could rub against his skin.
Reluctantly, Y/N broke the kiss to catch her breath and buried her face in the crook of his neck as she continued to roll her hips into him, her clit tingling and twitching with each pass. Soft, breathy moans escaped her mouth as she kissed the side of his throat, smelling his leftover cologne and shampoo. All the different sensations were starting to overwhelm her until the only thing on her mind was how he was making her feel; his warm hands stroking up and down her back, his soft lips caressing her shoulder, and his hard cock inside her as they both wound her body closer and closer to climax.
"M'gonna cum, baby," she panted as her hips started to buck faster into his, her swollen clit tingling more as her stomach started to tighten itself into a knot.
"Already?" Bill teased as he trailed his right hand between their bodies to play with her clit. "Here, I'll help you."
Her body jolted at the added stimulation, and Y/N leaned backwards slightly to give him more space, changing the angle. She found it difficult to roll her hips in the position while he stroked her clit, but just the sensation of his thumb on her clit while his cock was inside her was enough to make her eyes roll back.
"Fuck, you look so good like this," he breathed as he rubbed her clit faster and pushed his hips up into hers. "C'mon, baby, let me feel you cum."
Y/N forced herself to keep her eyes open as the knot in her stomach finally snapped, warmth spreading throughout her body as her cunt clamped down on Bill's cock and her clit twitched under his thumb. He held her body still by wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her back into his body as his lips latched onto her neck, feeling how her throat vibrated with each cry and moan that came from her lungs.
Once she'd finally come back to Earth, she took Bill's face in her hands again and crashed her lips against him, kissing him sloppily in her cock-drunk stupor.
"More," she mumbled against his mouth, clenching around him again. "Make me cum again."
He laughed softly between kisses and held her close to his chest before lying down on the bed, pulling her on top of him without his cock leaving her.
"You can never have just one, can you?" he crooned in her ear as she buried her face in his neck again. "So needy."
A pleasured groan of his own flew out into the night air as he started to gently thrust up into her, letting her lie still on his chest as she scratched at his shoulders and kissed his neck. As much as she'd liked being able to fuck herself on his cock, she loved being taken care of by him even more.
He always knew exactly what she liked and what she needed, and at that moment, she needed him to be soft and gentle with her sore body. Her clit was too tired to be played with again, but thankfully her sweet spot was still swollen enough to be stimulated by his cock.
"This is a better way to finish the night, isn't it?" Bill whispered in her ear, softly groaning when her body shuddered and tensed around his cock. "Just you and me, taking care of each other late into the night. I'd stay up to fuck you all night if I could."
Y/N whined again and her pussy fluttered around him, signalling that she was already close again. Her hips started to move on their own, matching his rhythm as her breathing picked up and she whined louder and louder into his shoulder.
"You gonna cum again?" he asked as he stroked her back, running his fingers up and down the notches of her spine. He felt her nod into his shoulder and sped up his thrusts slightly. "Cum with me, baby."
Y/N clenched around his cock repeatedly, helping her second orgasm of the night come more easily. Her eyes screwed shut as it finally arrived, her sensitive pussy spasming around him as she gasped and moaned into his shoulder, drawing his orgasm out of him. She listened to his own moans and curses as he shot his warm cum into her, painting her insides white as he continued to fuck her through their highs.
She was just about to crawl off of him when she felt his hands on her hips, holding her still. Her spent pussy felt so full with both his cock and cum still inside her, but she didn't want him to leave her. Not when they were still so close.
"Let's stay like this," Bill said, tiredness starting to steep into his voice as he pulled the sheets back over them. "You still feel so good."
Y/N hummed in agreement as she settled further into his body, her breathing starting to slow down as sleep began to take over her body. She tried to find the energy to kiss him or say good night, but her eyes were closing on their own and her body was losing the battle.
The last thing she felt before finally slipping into dreamland was Bill's lips on her forehead and his cock still inside her, slowly softening as sleep took him too.
