#billie

[ilselblnd]

si

[ncsdlr]

I'm Bored | GP!Billie Eilish x Reader

Smut: blowjob, dick riding

Your phone buzzes on the table, pulling you from whatever mindless scroll you were on. It's a text from Billie, that familiar name lighting up the screen. You tap it open, and there it is—a photo that hits you like a jolt.

She's lounging on her couch in what looks like her living room, pants tugged down just enough to expose the waistband of her black boxers.

The fabric strains against her obvious erection, the thick outline of her cock pushing up and spilling slightly over the elastic edge, a hint of the swollen head peeking out. Her brunette hair falls messily around her face, green eyes staring at the camera with that signature smirk.

The caption reads: Im bored. Suck me off?

Heat rushes through you instantly, your pussy clenching at the sight. Billie's always been bold, but this? It's direct, demanding, and it makes your mouth water.

You don't hesitate—your fingers fly across the keyboard: On my way. Be there in 10.

The drive to her house feels endless, your mind racing with images of that photo, your thighs pressing together as anticipation builds. When you pull up to her gated driveway, the door's already cracked open like she knew you'd come running.

You slip inside, the familiar scent of her place—faint weed and expensive candles—wrapping around you.

"Billie?" you call out softly, kicking off your shoes in the entryway.

"Living room," her voice drifts back, low and teasing.

You find her exactly as in the photo, sprawled on the oversized sectional, pants still low on her hips. She hasn't bothered to cover up; the tent in her boxers is even more pronounced now, her cock twitching visibly as she spots you.

"Fuck, you actually came," she says, her lips curling into a grin. She pats the spot next to her. "Get over here. I've been hard since I snapped that."

You drop your bag and cross the room, sinking to your knees in front of her without a word. Your hands slide up her thighs, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric. She watches you, eyes darkening with lust.

"That's it," she murmurs, her voice husky. "Pull 'em down. See what you do to me."

Your fingers hook into the waistband of her boxers and pants, tugging them down together. Her cock springs free, thick and veined, the head already glistening with pre-cum. It's fully hard, curving slightly upward, nestled against the soft patch of dark hair at the base. You wrap your hand around the shaft, giving it a slow stroke, and Billie groans, her head falling back against the cushions.

"Shit, yeah... just like that," she breathes. "Open up for me."

You lean in, parting your lips and taking the tip into your mouth. The salty taste of her pre-cum coats your tongue as you swirl around the head, sucking gently. Billie’s hand finds your hair, fingers threading through it—not pushing, just guiding.

"Mmm, good girl," she says, her hips shifting slightly. "Take more. I want to feel that throat."

Emboldened, you slide down further, hollowing your cheeks as you bob your head. Her cock fills your mouth, stretching your lips around its girth. You work your tongue along the underside, tracing the prominent vein, while your hand pumps the base in rhythm. Billie's breaths come faster, her free hand gripping the couch.

"Fuck, your mouth is perfect," she pants. "Suck harder—yeah, like that. God, you're gonna make me cum so fast."

You hum around her length, the vibration drawing a sharp moan from her. Saliva drips down your chin as you pick up the pace, slurping noisily, determined to push her over the edge as you reach up and fondle her heavy balls. Her cock throbs against your tongue, swelling even more.

"I'm close," she warns, her voice strained. "Don't stop—swallow it all for me."

With a final, deep thrust into your mouth, Billie comes undone. Hot spurts of cum flood your mouth, thick and bitter, coating your throat as you swallow greedily. She holds your head steady, riding out the waves with low grunts, her body tensing and then relaxing.

When she's spent, you pull back slowly, licking your lips clean. Billie looks down at you, chest heaving, a satisfied smirk on her face.

"Best boredom cure ever," she says, pulling you up for a lazy kiss. "Stay a while?"

You break the kiss, your lips still tingling from the taste of her, and meet Billie's gaze with a hungry look.

Her cock, still semi-hard and slick from your mouth, rests against her thigh, twitching faintly as if already stirring back to life.

The ache between your legs has only grown, your pussy soaked and throbbing from the thrill of sucking her off.

"Let me ride you," you say, your voice low and needy, already shifting to straddle her lap.

Billie's eyes light up, that smirk widening as she leans back, spreading her legs a bit wider on the couch. "Yeah? You want this dick inside you already?"

She reaches down, giving her shaft a lazy stroke to coax it back to full hardness. It swells quickly under her touch, thickening and lengthening until it's rigid again, the head flushed and ready.

You nod, hiking up your skirt and shoving your panties aside—no time for undressing fully. Your fingers brush your slick folds, parting them as you position yourself over her.

The tip of her cock nudges your entrance, hot and insistent, and you sink down slowly, gasping at the stretch. Her girth fills you inch by inch, your walls clenching around the veined length as you take her deeper.

"Fuck, you're so wet," Billie groans, her hands gripping your hips to steady you. "Slide down all the way—let me feel that pussy grip me."

You do, bottoming out with a moan, her cock buried to the hilt inside you. The fullness makes your clit throb against her pubic bone, and you rock your hips experimentally, grinding to adjust.

Then you start moving, lifting up until just the head remains inside, then dropping back down, fucking yourself on her with deliberate thrusts.

Billie watches, transfixed, her breath coming in sharp bursts. "That's it, ride me hard. Bounce on this cock like you need it."

Her fingers dig into your ass, urging you faster, but she lets you set the pace, her hips bucking up occasionally to meet your descent.

You pick up speed, your thighs flexing as you slam down repeatedly, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing in the room. Her cock drags against your inner walls with every rise and fall, hitting that spot that makes stars burst behind your eyelids. Sweat beads on your skin, your breasts bouncing under your top as you chase the building pressure.

"God, you look so fucking hot doing that," Billie pants, one hand sliding up to pinch your nipple through your shirt. "Keep going—milk me with that tight pussy. I'm gonna fill you up again."

The words spur you on, your movements turning frantic. You lean forward, bracing your hands on her shoulders, and ride her harder, your clit grinding against her with each plunge.

Pleasure coils tight in your core, her cock pulsing inside you, and you clench around her deliberately, drawing a ragged curse from her lips.

"Yes—fuck, just like that," she hisses, her head tipping back. "Cum on my dick first. I want to feel you squeeze me."

It hits you suddenly, your orgasm crashing over you as you grind down one last time. Your pussy spasms around her length, waves of ecstasy rippling through you, and you cry out, nails digging into her skin. Billie thrusts up sharply, prolonging it, her own release following right after—hot jets of cum erupting deep inside you, coating your walls as she grinds against you.

You collapse against her chest, both of you breathing heavily, her cock still twitching within your pulsing heat. She wraps her arms around you, pressing a kiss to your temple.

"Damn," she murmurs, voice rough with satisfaction. "Round two was even better."

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inspo

[47lake]

say please

synopsis: you and billie have been dating for a while, she is the perfect girl for you. though, sometimes she can misbehave a bit.. but she loves when you put her in her place.

‼️: sub!top!billie, loser!billie, bossy!reader, mommy kink, obedience & disobedience, begging, impact play, oral(r!recieving), masturbation, scissoring, multiple orgasms, “yes ma’am”, “baby”, “my love”, “sweet girl”, “good girl”, “i love you”, “love”, “needy”, condescension, established relationship, lowercase intended, w/c: 3.2k

you and billie had always studied together, you were both in college, studying different things but still you enjoyed helping each other with your work.

well, it was mostly billie helping, or more so doing your work. it never bothered her though, when the two of you would “study” .. you would fill her in on everybody’s business while she did her work an then moved on to doing yours.

she was unbelievably smart, your friends all said she was ‘awkward’ and ‘dorky’ when the two of you first got together, but that’s part of what drew you to her.

you were quite the opposite from her, you were smart enough, you could make friends with anyone, and you were very spontaneous, you liked to let life happen to you.

not billie, billie’s entire life revolved around her google calendar. she plans dates 2 weeks in advance, she slots her time to play video games, and she studies at least 8 hours a day. you had never seem someone with such work ethic.

she had always been very shy to those she didn’t know, she kept her head down and walked quietly with her headphones on, but once you got to know her she would truly do anything for you, and you got this treatment in tenfold.

she would walk you to your classes even though she had to be on the other side of campus in 5 minutes, she would buy your groceries, pump your gas, buy you “just because” presents constantly, you really never had a want with this girl. she always knew what you needed or wanted before you ever did. she was truly the master of princess treatment.

the two of you were currently in her apartment, like usual. you were placed in a dorm with 3 other girls and paper thin walls, whereas she had an apartment all to herself, it was obvious where the two of you hung out.

you were laid out across the couch with your head in her lap while she was sat up, working on your calculus homework. she was wearing black rimmed blue light glasses that had slipped down her nose, you could see her freckles flecked across her rosy cheeks beneath them. she had gotten you a pair as well to help protect your eyes better, but you had lost them long ago. your replacement pair now laid safely in your desk drawer.

“billie, when’s dinner?”

you looked up at her with growing impatience, she tore her gaze away from the long equation staring back at her on your laptop and leaned down to plant a small kiss against your forehead.

“i’ve already laid out the ingredients for you to make dinner, like you asked. it’s there whenever you’re ready, love.”

you smiled wide and shot up, bouncing over to the kitchen with excitement. you’d seen a recipe online you had been dying to try. you sent the tiktok to billie and unbeknownst to you, she went and found all the ingredients so you could make it.

you looked over the counter and found everything laid out along with printed out instructions for you to follow, which you disregarded, because you were pretty sure you remembered it from your video. you put an assortment of things into the pan and everything quickly went awry, the food was truly unsalvageable.

“bil! i messed something up! come fix it!!”

she sprang up from the couch and pushed her glasses up her nose, trekking into the kitchen after you. she looked over the disaster you created and your pouting face of defeat.

“aw, baby. that’s alright we can just get takeout.”

her hand wrapped around your waist and pulled you in for a quick kiss as she reached for her phone, calling up your favorite chinese place.

the food came and she plated it up nicely for you both, bringing it to the couch where you were found scrolling on your phone. she just smiled and placed the food on the coffee table as she turned the tv on to your favorite show. the two of you ate and you thanked her for saving the day.

once you were finished you handed her your plate which she took to the kitchen and washed. you bellowed into the kitchen after her.

“bils! can you help me understand this math stuff i don’t really get it.”

she quickly got done with the dishes and returned the the living room to explain everything. you were not listening though, you just like watching her explain things. she spoke so passionately about the things she’s knowledgeable in. you watched as she smiled, explaining the equations to you, her hands were clicking around the computer and jotting problems out for you to solve with her. her grip on the pencil left you reminiscing to the last time the two of you had been in bed.

not only was billie a dork, she was an extremely sexy dork. her princess treatment was only amplified in the bedroom. she always catered to your every need, doing whatever you told her, begging to please you..

“hello?? baby, are you listening?”

you practically jumped out of your skin as you snapped back to reality. she was looking at you like a puzzle she couldn’t solve, and then she smiled.

“what are you thinking about, hm?”

her smile grew to something wicked, as if she could hear the thoughts dancing through your mind, begging to come to fruition. your breath caught in your throat, the threat of something more hung in the air between the two of you. her eyes flicked over your face, reading the expression she knew all too well.

she leaned in closer to you and adorned a kiss on the length of your neck. her soft lips against your skin felt feather light. you shuddered at the feeling and gripped her baggy sweatpants. your knuckles went white as her tongue snaked up to your ear, leaving a warm trail over your flesh, you buzzed at the sensation.

heat was pulsing between your thighs, your heartbeat thumping in your chest like a drum. your mind spun with possibility of where the two of you would end up. you were growing impatient, frustrated, you needed her to solve the quickly growing problem between your thighs, only her tongue knew the solution.

your hands scrambled to find home in her hair, grounding you as you began to grow dizzy. she brought her lips to the shell of your ear, lingering as the tension only built between the two of you. she was calculated, she knew your body, knew what made you tick like the back of her hand. she knew you were impatient, she knew that you were growing frustrated.

this only fueled her. she huffed, quiet, fleeting, but the warmth of her breaths ebbed against your ear like rippling waves. something so simple drove you wild, which she knew, of course.

she pulled away from the curve of your neck and met your gaze, your pupils blown wide, your mind racing with anticipation. this only fueled her spark like wildfire, she couldn’t wait to please you, she wanted nothing more than to be good, to please, to be of service.

you bit down on your lip as the breathless silence between the two of you grew thick, you were struggling to wait any longer.

“i want you, and i want you now.”

you spoke through lidded eyes, you were already pulsing around nothing, thinking of how she fits so well within you, she filled you and she completed you. no one knew you as well as she did, inside and out, she knew exactly what made you crazy.

“yes ma’am.”

she was quick to submission, it was like instinct to her, billie would truly do anything for you and your pleasure.

she slipped her arms beneath your thighs and carried you to the bedroom, her lips met yours once more, and they pressed a tale want into you. her kiss told the story of how she wished so fondly to meet your desires, to be your desires.

your hands tangled in her cascading hair as you moaned against her soft, supple skin. your brows knit together as she took your bottom lip between her teeth and bit down gently, just enough to elicit a gasp from your lips.

the journey from the couch to the bedroom felt like a lifetime of heat and passion. you were so caught in the moment you jumped as billie carried you through the threshold of the bedroom and kicked the door shut behind her.

she laid you gently against the plush mattress and stood between your legs, breathless. her face was practically begging, which you adored. you spread your legs wide for her and ran your hand between your thighs, your gaze never leaving hers. you wanted her to know how badly you wanted her to paint your pussy with the tool of her tongue.

her face was rosy, eyes low, filled with lust. she looked as though she was trying to say a million things but settled on one.

“you’re so beautiful.”

you giggled and bit your lip, looking up at her as you continued to run your hand over your heat. something she indulged like it was forbidden. she was cursing beneath her breath at the sight of you teasing yourself for her. you only grew more impatient with the touch you had awarded yourself.

“shut up and fuck me.”

her jaw slacked as a wave of obedience washed over her, she fervently snatched her sweatshirt over her head and snatched your t-shirt off. her mind grew foggy as instinct fueled her, she knew nothing but you and your pleasure and how badly she needed to fulfill you.

she didn’t want to satisfy, but to savor. she needed to relish in your sounds and your taste, to hear the sweet song of your pleasure as she played you like an instrument.

“yes ma’am”

she fell to her knees at the edge of the bed, her eyes never staying from yours. her lips touched down on the soft skin above your knee, as she ran her hands over your thighs, reaching to slide your shorts off. she took her time, she never rushed with you. she wanted you to feel her every touch, movement, and intention, she wanted to unwrap you like the gift you were to her.

as your shorts pooled on the floor, the rest of your garments quickly followed. you were now on full display for her, and god did she love it. her pupils were blown wide with admiration, her jaw was still slacked, and her breathing was heavy. you truly took her breath away.

she stood to undo her drawstring and her sweatpants joined your puddle on the floor, once most of her own items had joined yours she returned to where she belonged, on her knees for you.

she spread your legs wide and looked deep in your eyes as she scattered open-mouthed kisses up your thighs, the wet trail grew cold as she traveled further up, the contrasting feelings of her warm mouth and the cold spots made you squirm. you huffed, you were sick of waiting. you needed her like oxygen in your lungs with the way she was teasing you, she knew that, of course, and she loved it.

you grabbed a fistful of her hair and pushed her towards your core. you held her there until she ran her tongue up your slit, you moaned loudly and retracted your hand to find home in the sheets.

“such a good girl, bils. so good when you listen.”

billie whined against your sticky heat, the vibrations seeped into you and sent shivers down your spine. your back arched off the mattress as her tongue lapped at your clit, so careful as not to break it. you felt her finger push inside of you gently, breaking you open. you swallowed her whole, fluttering around her as you ground down. you gasped and bit your lip as she curled it up to hit that perfect spot that she was so well acquainted with.

suddenly her touch left as quickly as she had slipped it in. she brought the slick finger to your lips, waiting patiently for you to open your mouth. you took the digit between your lips and curled your tongue around it, gathering all the pleasure that was painted against her rosy skin.

“don’t you taste so good, baby?”

she mumbled against your center as her tongue drew another thick stripe from your core to your clit. you only whimpered and nodded in return, too caught up in the pleasure to speak.

billie’s eyes turned to something of desperation, she needed more. she was doing all this for your pleasure, she had to know you were enjoying it. she reluctantly pulled away from you as she spoke up.

“please, mommy. i need to hear you say it. i need you to feel good.”

her pleas spilled out more as whines, she was so sweet when she grew needy. you smiled and cupped your hand over her cheek, looking down at her fondly.

“yes, sweet girl, i taste very good. you are doing so well, my love.”

her face lit up and all of her confidence resurfaced as she returned to working at your core. you were enraptured in the picture she was painting between your thighs. moans spilled off your lips like water, which only amplified by billie’s own moans. suddenly, you realized she didn’t have both of her hands on you as she usually did, one was missing.

you sat up slightly and saw her hand tucked beneath her boxers, pleasing herself as she plunged her tongue further inside of you. her eyes were shut as she was caught in the overwhelming pleasure, you just smiled and laid back against the bed.

“does that feel good baby? touching yourself as you make me feel good, you’re so needy.”

she stopped immediately and looked at you, searching for approval before she kept going. you nodded slightly as to say it was okay, and her eyes forgot the look of worry that was once there. she pulled away from you to answer you clearly.

“yes mommy, you taste too good, i couldn’t help it.”

you just smiled and laid your head back, waiting for her to continue, which she did happily. she brought your clit between her lips and moaned against it as her fingers plunged deep inside of you. you let out a guttural moan as she curled her fingers up inside of you.

she sped up her pace which pulled whines and whimpers out of you like a prayer, warmth bloomed in your stomach as she was brought you closer to the edge, you were ready to dive off into your release when you gathered your thoughts and spoke up.

“i want you to cum with mommy, okay?”

she held your gaze as she nodded fervently against your core, her wild and inconsistent moans mirrored yours as she brought the both of you impossibly closer. you could feel yourself beginning to fall as she began pleading.

“please, i need it, i need you to cum, please, baby.”

your head spun, you felt her tongue back on your clit as her fingers somehow dove further, and you fully fell into your release. your eyes snapped shut as your orgasm crashed over you, intense and unforgiving. it knocked the breath out of your lungs as you tried your hardest to come back down to earth.

hers closely followed as she moaned and whined into you, equally as wrecked, having pleasured you simultaneously made her own release feel euphoric.

you were still coming back down when you felt her tongue snake back inside of you. you twisted your hand in her hair and snatched her back, which elicited a loud whine from her as she frowned.

a crack landed against her cheek, which earned you silence, as well as a wicked smile. billie loved to be put in her place, the deep red bloomed against her skin, in her mind the stinging warmth felt better than release. she was highly pleased, but you were not.

“you know you have to ask if you want more, bils. you’re a smart girl, you can surely say please."

she bit her lip and continued to smile at you with that cocky smile. you got no response as she brought her face back between your thighs, attempting to try again. your hand knit tighter into her hair.

another crack.

her smile only grew as the sting got deeper and her face grew redder. you knew she was only doing it to earn this reaction, but it was a little fun to be a bit mean.

“say please, don’t make me tell you again.”

her pupils were wide with pleasure, she loved it when you got mean. you rarely were as she was the perfect girlfriend, so she had to get creative from time to time to see this side of you. you didn’t mind, it was fun to watch her get off on it. she licked her lips and cleared her throat as she spoke up.

“please, mommy.”

you smiled at her, admiring her sweet face paired with the rose tint staining her cheek. you leaned down to plant a kiss on her forehead.

“come here, baby.”

she stood up at the edge of the bed and you spread your legs wider, an invitation for her to come closer. she slipped her boxers off and threw them aside, already an afterthought. the both of you were now fully exposed, basking in each others beauty.

she ran her hands over your torso and one hand soon found home under your right knee, pushing it up to your chest. you nodded in approval as she lowered herself down onto your core.

both of you gasped as your flesh melded together to create a symphony of arousal. you began to grind into each other, chasing the pleasure as though it were trying to escape. she pushed your knee further in your chest and sped up her pace as she leaned down to align her lips to your ear. your buds becoming intertwined, her moans chased yours as you both bathed in the warmth coating your sex.

your desire grew sticky as your sounds painted the walls with the beautiful scene. you could feel her every movement against your most sensitive nerves, you basked in her every sound like your favorite song. words were unimportant in this moment, you were both too enamored in the wonderful feeling of chasing a mutual release.

she leaned back up and smiled as she rutted against you faster and faster. she looked you up and down, taking in the mess you had become.

“you look so pretty like this, i love you.”

that was all you needed to hear, your second orgasm bloomed within you and spilled out as you let out a string of whimpers and moans from the overwhelming pleasure. hers quickly followed, the sight of you cumming pushing her over the edge.

you rode through your aftershocks together and collapsed against each other. as you both searched for a steady breathing pattern, it felt as though time had stopped and the whole world grew silent, as this was all that mattered right now.

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Happy 20th anniversary, Supernatural - September 13th, 2005

[daysnlimbo]

this was the gayest interview I've ever seen-

she was so geeked to be there too lmfao!

[sxxphe]

Bet.

G!p! Dom! Billie x girlfriend! Sub! Reader

Warnings: public sex, edging, rough, degrading, mean, no protection, filth

The night air was thick with the scent of rain and city lights as you and Billie stumbled out of the restaurant with your group of friends—Zoe, Finneas, and a couple of their crew—laughing so hard your sides ached. The dinner had been one of those rare, chaotic nights where everything felt easy: too much wine, inside jokes flying across the table, Billie’s hand resting possessively on your thigh under the white tablecloth the entire time. She’d been in one of her playful moods, all sharp blue eyes and that signature half-smirk, her oversized hoodie and baggy jeans doing nothing to hide how fucking hot she looked when she was relaxed like this.

You’d been teasing her all night, but the final jab came when Finneas asked how long you two had been together now—almost a year, you answered, grinning. “Feels like longer when someone can’t even last ten minutes in bed,” you’d blurted, voice loud enough for the whole table to hear. The words hung for half a second before everyone exploded. Zoe nearly spit out her drink. Finneas wheezed. Billie’s friends howled, slapping the table, one of them choking out, “Damn, she got you, Bil!”

Billie just leaned back in her chair, lips twitching into that dangerous little smile that made your stomach flip. Her eyes locked on yours—dark, promising. “Cute,” she murmured under the roar of laughter, so only you could hear. “Real cute, baby.”

You knew you’d pay for it later. You just didn’t know it would start in the car.

The SUV was packed—five of you squeezing into the back two rows because someone’s ride had bailed and the Uber was already full. Billie pulled you onto her lap without asking, her arms wrapping around your waist like it was the most natural thing in the world. “No room anywhere else,” she whispered against your ear, voice low and velvet-rough. Her breath was warm, smelling faintly of the whiskey she’d sipped earlier. You settled back against her chest, the thin fabric of your short black dress riding up just enough that her fingers brushed bare thigh. The car rumbled to life, music thumping softly from the front, friends still cracking jokes about your roast as the city lights streaked past the windows.

At first it was innocent. Billie’s hands rested on your hips, thumbs stroking slow circles. Then her grip tightened. You felt it—the way her body shifted under you, the unmistakable press of her cock hardening against your ass through her jeans. Your pulse jumped. She leaned in, lips brushing the shell of your ear.

“Think you’re funny, huh?” she breathed, so quiet no one else could hear over the chatter and bass. One hand slid under the hem of your dress, fingers tracing the edge of your lace panties. “Making me look like I can’t handle you in front of everyone.” Her voice dropped even lower. “You’re gonna regret that joke, princess.”

Before you could answer, she tugged your panties aside with two fingers. The head of her cock—thick, hot, already leaking—nudged against your entrance. You were wet from hours of her teasing touches under the table; she didn’t need to prep you much. One subtle roll of her hips and she pushed in, slow, relentless, stretching you open right there in the packed car. Your breath hitched hard. You bit down on your lip to trap the moan.

Billie’s arms locked around you like steel bands, holding you flush against her so no one could see the way she was buried to the hilt inside you. The car hit a bump and she thrust up once, deep and deliberate, grinding her hips in a tiny circle that made stars burst behind your eyes. Her friends were right there—Zoe scrolling on her phone two seats over, Finneas arguing about some album in the middle row—completely oblivious.

“Shhh,” Billie whispered, nipping your earlobe. “Don’t make a sound. Don’t you dare come either.” Her free hand slipped between your legs under the dress, two fingers circling your clit with feather-light pressure while her cock stayed buried, twitching inside you. “You started this. Now you’re gonna sit here and take every inch while I fuck you slow and quiet. And you’re not coming until I say so.”

She started moving—tiny, controlled rolls of her hips that no one outside your bodies would notice. Just enough to drag her thick length along your walls, hitting that spot that made your thighs tremble. The car smelled like her cologne and your arousal now, faint but unmistakable to you. Every time someone laughed up front, she’d thrust a little deeper, punishing you for the joke. Her lips stayed at your ear the whole time, murmuring filthy, intimate things.

“You feel how hard I am? That’s because of you, baby. My pretty little sub getting mouthy in public.” Thrust. “Gonna ruin you when we get home.” Another slow grind, her fingers still stroking your clit in perfect rhythm. “But right now? You’re gonna clench around me and hold it. Don’t you fucking come.”

Your nails dug into her forearms. Sweat beaded at the small of your back. The pressure built and built—her cock filling you so perfectly, the secret thrill of it all, her voice in your ear like a drug. You were right there, teetering on the edge, body screaming for release. But you didn’t come. You breathed through it, focused on her heartbeat against your spine, on the way she kissed the side of your neck like she was proud of you for obeying. When the car finally pulled up to your shared house and everyone started piling out with sloppy goodbyes, Billie was still buried inside you, whispering, “Good girl. You won that round.”

The second the front door clicked shut behind you, she had you pinned against it.

Billie’s mouth crashed into yours—hungry, possessive, all tongue and teeth. Her hands shoved your dress up and over your head in one rough motion, leaving you in nothing but the soaked lace panties she’d already ruined. She didn’t even bother with the bedroom; she walked you backward to the living room couch, cock still hard and straining against her jeans.

“Bet time,” she growled against your lips, voice husky with need. “Whoever comes first loses. And loser gets edged for a week straight. No mercy.” Her blue eyes burned into yours, dark with that dominant spark you loved. “You think you can outlast me after that stunt in the car? Prove it.”

You nodded, breathless, already dripping down your thighs. “Bring it on.”

She didn’t waste time. Jeans shoved down just enough to free her cock—long, thick, flushed dark at the tip and glistening—she pushed you onto your back on the wide sectional. The first round was pure passion: missionary, face-to-face, her body covering yours completely. She slid back inside you in one smooth thrust, groaning low at how wet and ready you still were. Her hips snapped forward hard, setting a punishing rhythm that made the couch creak. Every stroke was deep, deliberate, her pelvis grinding against your clit on every downstroke.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” she panted, forehead pressed to yours. Her hands laced with yours above your head, intimate and anchoring. “Look at me while I fuck you. I want to see that pretty face when you try not to break.” She kissed you between thrusts—slow, open-mouthed, tongues sliding like she was pouring every ounce of love and dominance into it. You wrapped your legs around her waist, heels digging into her back, meeting her thrust for thrust even as the pressure coiled tighter and tighter in your core.

You held out longer than you expected. But Billie knew every single one of your tells. When your walls started fluttering around her, she slowed just enough to drag it out, whispering, “Not yet, baby. Not yet.” Round one ended with her pulling out at the last second, flipping you onto your stomach, and driving back in from behind—still no release for either of you. She fucked you through the second round on your knees, one hand fisted in your hair, the other reaching around to rub your clit in tight circles. The angle was brutal; every thrust slammed against that perfect spot inside you. Sweat slicked both your bodies. Her moans mixed with yours—raw, intimate, the kind of sounds you only ever made for each other.

“God, I love how you take me,” she groaned, lips against your shoulder blade. “So fucking perfect. My good girl.” She was getting close too—you could feel her cock twitching, her rhythm faltering just a fraction—but she powered through, teeth grazing your neck.

By the third round, you were both shaking.

Billie carried you to the bedroom this time, laying you down on your back again but hooking your legs over her shoulders so she could fold you in half. The position was deep—obscenely deep. She bottomed out with every single thrust, hips snapping forward in a relentless, pounding rhythm that left no room for thought. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room, mixed with your desperate whimpers and her low, filthy praises.

“You’re mine,” she growled, eyes locked on yours, never breaking contact. “Say it while I fuck you into the mattress.” You gasped it out between moans—yours, yours, only yours—as she drove into you harder, faster, one hand pinning your hip, the other stroking your clit with perfect pressure. Passion poured off her in waves: the way she kissed you like she needed you more than air, the way her free hand kept brushing your hair back from your face even while she railed you senseless. It wasn’t just fucking anymore; it was intimate, consuming, the kind of connection that made your chest ache with how much you loved her.

You tried. You really tried to hold it. But after three rounds of her thick cock stretching you open, her voice in your ear, her body owning yours so completely—your orgasm crashed over you without warning. Your back arched off the bed, a broken cry tearing from your throat as you clenched around her, coming hard enough to see white. Billie didn’t stop. She fucked you through every pulse, every shudder, hips still slamming forward until your release triggered hers. She came deep inside you with a guttural moan, burying her face in your neck, hips stuttering as she filled you up.

When she finally stilled, both of you panting and tangled in sweat-soaked sheets, she lifted her head and grinned that wicked, victorious grin.

“Looks like you lost, baby,” she murmured, voice wrecked but soft. She kissed you slow and deep, thumb brushing your cheek. “Three rounds and you still couldn’t hold it. Guess I get to edge this pretty pussy for the next seven days…”

You whined, half-laughing, half-melting into her as she pulled you close, cock still nestled inside you. Her arms wrapped around you protectively, lips pressing tender kisses to your forehead, your temple, your lips.

“But tonight?” she whispered, nuzzling into your hair. “Tonight I’m just gonna hold you while you come down. Because even when you lose… you’re still my perfect fucking girl.”

She stayed buried inside you as your breathing evened out, the two of you wrapped together in the dark, hearts slowing in sync. The bet was settled. The revenge was complete. And the night was only just beginning.

[batty4billz]

eat me.

summary: b puts whipped cream and sprinkles on ur kitty, and eats you out like ur her last meal.

cw: VERYY EXPLICIT! mature content ahead! so this serves as your warning!

pairing: b.e x f! reader

a/n:this was inspired by a smut that I read the other day by @engrvers bc I thought it was rlly hot.

"you wanna try something babe?" billie questions, slightly tilting her head to the side. "sure bubs" you say as you sit down on the bed. "alright my love. I'll be right back." "just stay right there" she says as she walks away to go somewhere in the house.

and when she comes back, you see a can of whipped cream in one hand and rainbow sprinkles in the other one. "billie what are you-" she cuts you off. "ah-ah, you'll see princess" she smirks getting closer as she sets the condiments on the table by the bed side. she unbuttons her satin flannel and gets onto the bed. leaving her in just her black lace bra and matching panties.

she slowly strattles me, putting both of her legs on each side of my body, pulling my shirt over my head,and softly pushing me back against the bed. "you ready mama?" she rasped, with a unexplainable hunger in her eyes. her pupils dilated, blue eyes darkened with lust. I slowly nod my head and lick my lips. after I give her the cue to start she wastes no time, immediately placing her mouth onto mine. pulling me into a hungry intense kiss. while our tongues are intertwined she wraps her hands around my chest and unclasps my bra.

she slips her tongue into my mouth, making me moan into the kiss. I bite her bottom lip, as my hands explore her back. she pulls back & bites back a small moan as my nails travel up and down her back.

her plush pink lips find my neck placing small kisses down the side of my neck. I whine feeling the sensation of her lips on my neck. I can feel her smile on my neck after she hears me make that sound. she kisses my neck one more time before going in to suck it. I can tell she's trying to make a mark. both of her hands find my hardened nipples, she rolls them in between her fingertips as she sucks on my neck. I can feel my pussy pulsating against my underwear.

I feel her teeth on my neck. sucking, tongue swirling on the sensitive skin as her fingers traveled down to my panties. she detached her lips from my neck and mouthed the words "can I?". "mhm" I hummed nodding in heat. placing my hand on her arm putting her hand where I needed it most. as she lowly chuckled " feelin' greedy, huh?" I just moaned in response. my hips instinctively bucked against her hand, "you such a greedy slut aren't you?" she growled placing a sharp slap against your pussy, making you clench against her hand. "mhmm" "my greedy girl." she rasped as her thick fingers found your slit. slowly entered her digits into your warm core, pressing her thumb firm against your clit. making your upper body jolt with pleasure.

you threw your head back as she started pumping her fingers in and out of your core. her thumb going in a side to side motion. making your eyes roll to the back of your head with satisfaction. "jus' like that baby, fuck" you moaned. "yeah? you like that?" she groaned, whilst her other hand traveled back up to your neck to softly choke you. "mmm fuck." you whimpered. your mouth uncontrollably opened as her fingers wrecked your pussy. "you gonna cum pretty girl?" she said as she whispered lowly into my ear. I nodded eagerly trying to chase my high. "use your words mama." she demanded. "uh-huh. m'gonna cum! please-"

"good girl" she smirked, & she didn't slow down for a second until she finally found that one gummy spot that made me loose my mind. she pressed a kiss against the right side of my collar bone as her fingers curled inside of my core. hitting that one spot repeatedly. making my clit pulsate"

"who's pussy is this?" "huh?" she growled through gritted teeth. "'s yours b! fuck-" "yeahh, good girl." she praised, placing a sloppy kiss on the side of your collarbone, she groaned as you whimpered for her. and that was it for you. you felt knot in your lower body bust. your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you saw stars. you couldn't control all of the the sounds that cam out of your mouth. "oh my fucking god." "holy shit billie, ughh-" and just before you could open your eyes you heard shaking & felt cold metal pressed against your core. and when the cold whipped cream finally touches your core you let out a gasp. "mmm billie"

she holds your hips in place as she shakes the sprinkles onto the sweet foam. without wasting anytime you felt her mouth on your pussy. licking and sucking relentlessly. she stops briefly and says "look at me." before placing her lips back onto your wet core. she slowly licks the remaining creams as she licks all of your cum, and the whipped cream away. not breaking eye contact once. "keep your eyes on mine" she rasps as your hands fly to her head to tangle in her scalp. combing through her hair as she devours you. the sounds your making for her unlocks something carnal inside of her. she roughly sucks your clit into her mouth with intense ferocity. she groans against you, eyes dark with lust, and admiration. her eyes look kind of catlike in a way.

she sticks three fingers in your core pumping in and out repeatedly. while her tongue is simultaneously flicking on your clit. left to right. before briefly pulling away "come on my fucking face." she grunts harshly. looking back up at you through her lashes. before diving back in sucking hardly on your clit, moaning onto it. and that was enough to make to send you over the edge. you close your eyes and come with a broken sobs. body involuntarily shaking as she fucks you through it. she doesn't stop until you have to push her head away from over stimulation. and when she pulls back she has an evil grin spread against her face. as she looks at you with those sinful eyes and says "so fucking good."

a/n: y'all were begging for it so...here it is. ngl this is so ass, but y'all like it so I'm not complaining 🤷🏾‍♀️. I really tried my hardest to make it good though. also i'm really craving some thai iced tea, and taiyaki, FUCKK!

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THANK U @engrvers for the idea once again!!🙏🏾