OH BILL'S DESIGN IS BASED ON @allen-chb 's DESIGNNN HIIII I MADE THIS IN UR HONNOR RANDOM STRANGERRR
ANYYWAYSSSS :>>> theres two versions of it bc. i silly
theres a headcannon here that i dont feel like explaining but anyways. oh!! i also kinda had bill break the little "gay slug reaction" thingy with his head and hat because yk diminsions and. yuh. theres a thought there and i also dont feel like finding it
ALSO DONT ASKS WHATS GOING ON WITH THE LEGS/LIMBS I DO NOT KNOW. THERE WERE MORE LIMBS AND ALSO LESS LIMBS AND I DONT KNOW WHERE ANY OF THEM WENT
Honestly, based on the original text, Todd’s hair keeps getting longer and messier over the course of the trilogy (at least in the first two books)
But… I kinda did the opposite.
Because I feel like in CW2 & CW3 he’s basically under the Mayor’s supervision, and there’s no way the Mayor would let him walk around with his hair all wild and chaotic every day.
Like… whoever raises you, you start to resemble them, right?.....
and Ben & Cillian (i redraw it, some design changed a little
And I swear I tried to just keep it to one, but then I read a couple lines that just...oof. Smut 16 “I could just pull your bikini bottoms to the side, no one would even notice.” and when reader is trying to be quiet, Smut 1 “I know for a fact that you can be a lot louder than that.” I first thought vacation with Billy Russo but I can see a Rio scenario there too so...either, whichever grabs you better! :D
warning: steamy
*gif not mine*
It was rare that Billy could take time off from work, and even rare for the two of you to be able to go on vacation, and yet—here you were.
You were on the beach, taking in the sun and watching people swim and surf in the water. Billy was beside you, looking like a freaking model as he read. He had one hand on his book, and the other on your knee. It was a perfect, beautiful day.
“You know what I was just thinking,” Billy said conversationally, never looking up from his book.
“What?”
“I could just pull your bikini bottoms to the side,” he answered, flipping the page of his book, “no one would even notice.”
Your eyes widened behind your sunglasses. “Oh?”
“Yeah,” he turned to you, grinning, “I could be inside of you in less than a minute.”
You glanced down at his lap to see his growing bulge, licking your lips. “Billy…”
“Lay down,” he instructed, watching as you obeyed, “turn around…”
You turned, and Billy laid down behind you. “Are you sure no one will see?” You asked.
He kissed the back of your shoulder, and you could feel his smile on your skin. “Positive.” Billy’s long fingers slid down your back and over your waist, dipping between your legs. “Now, let me see how wet I can make you…” He rubbed the outside of your bikini bottoms, making you moan. “…Do you know how good you look right now? Every man on this beach has checked you out at least once,” he said, “but you’re mine…” His fingers teased you, so close, but separated from your skin by a tiny bit of cloth. “You belong to me…” He leaned forward, speaking directly into your ear. “Say it.”
“I belong to you,” you repeated, eyes closed behind your shades, “Just you, Billy…”
“That’s right,” he kissed your shoulder, “you’re mine…” True to his word, he pulled your bikini bottoms to the side, and you opened your eyes, scanning the beach to see who was watching, but no one was. You bit your lip when his fingers entered you, stretching you out. “Mm… You’re already so wet,” he noted, his fingers curling inside of you, “All for me…”
You whimpered, grabbing his free hand and putting it on your breast. Billy squeezed you, laughing as he continued fingering you. After a few minutes, you felt Billy shift behind you, and when he returned, you felt his dick on your ass. You bit your lip again, your body tensing at the pleasure that you knew was coming.
“Say my name,” he instructed you, his New York accent bleeding through his words.
“Billy—”
—and then he was inside of you, pushing himself all the way in, groaning as he did. You moaned weakly, your head falling back and bumping his. He didn’t give you even a second to adjust before he was moving, rolling his hips against you. Your lip was sore from biting it so hard, but it was the only way to keep your moans at bay.
“Come on,” Billy said between grunts, “I know for a fact that you can be a lot louder than that.” He arched his hips, pushing up into you, and you gasped, making him laugh. “There you go,” he said, his lips on your neck now, “Just like that…”
You let yourself moan now, hoping no one can hear you over the crashing of the waves and sounds of conversation and laughter, and just lay back and enjoy Billy. He knows, before you do, when you’re about to cum. He starts moving faster, and you grab at the towel beneath you, bunching it up in your fists as Billy fucks you in public. When you cum, you see stars, and you gasp when you feel Billy cum inside of you, his cum warm and thick as it trickled down your thigh.
“Shit,” he chuckled, pulling out of you and wrapping his arms around you, “That was…”
“…incredible,” you finished for him.
“Incredible,” he agreed. You leaned back against Billy, your eyelids heavy, and let your body melt against his. You smiled, eyes closed; it was a beautiful day…
A day late but here’s the first sketch from the noisevember chaos walking challenge I’m doing with @angelboycult !! Keep an eye out for the prompt list!
Guys!!!!!!!! I think I'm screaming!!!!! // From Patrick Ness' twitter: "Currently standing inside Ben and Cillian's house while they film a scene outside. Trying not to giggle with glee."
