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# ⁺ 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐘𝐊 , 1999 [ #155 GIFS ] ROOMMATES ( 2026 ) / billy bryk is filipino & white, please cast accordingly and use appropriately. all of the gifs have been created from scratch by me. to access the gifs please click the source link. do not edit, claim as your own or add into your own hunts! time and effort were spent into making these gifs, a like or a reblog would be much appreciated!

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Here's the clip of Billy Finn and Fred at the bar

"We might as well just ride the dick fast and then we can go"

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𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌

billy bryk x fem reader

contains: smut,drunk sex (p in v) no protection, in public

a/n: 2 fics coming out for VIE.

the bartender shoots evil glances at the both of you as you throw back shot after shot and laugh obnoxiously. he shouts at the guy for the fifth time just to put it on his tab.

Billy leans into you but doesn’t lower his voice. “how many drinks do you think it’d take to get the log out of that guys ass?”

“i’m too drunk to count.”

he smirks at you like you’ve said something clever. it’s the way he looks at you that changes something within you.

you tug on billy’s sleeve and gesture for him to lean in, because even in your altered state, you know it’s too inappropriate to say out loud. you cup your hand around his ear.

“i’m horny.”

he stares at you like he’s seeing you for the first time. then he wipes his hands on the back of his jeans, glancing at the near by empty club bathroom and grabbing your hand.

“come on.”

you’re steadier in Billy’s grasp. it must be the same for him because as soon as you walk into the bathroom down the hall, and he lets you go, both of you stumble towards the middle stall like incorrigible bumper cars. he pushes you into the stall and slams the door closed behind himself. your breaths echo off the walls as you gaze at each other.

Billy pushes your hair back and kisses you, and it turns into a sloppy makeout session with you against the wall and billy between your legs. he reaches down and rubs your clit over your skirt. you let out little whimpers into his mouth, which sound louder in the small space.

he turns you around and bends you over the toilet. he lifts up your skirt and undoes his jeans. “hold on,” he whispers.

“hold on hold on.” both of you are too drunk to stand still, and Billy has a difficult time getting inside you. you try to help him, but it’s nearly impossible from your position.

“fuck, hold on,” he hisses. he grabs your ass cheek to hold you still, and he pushes his way inside.

you cry out. you reach back and grab his hip as he moves inside of you, slowly. with each thrust, he lets out a groan. with the alcohol coursing through you, it feels ten times more raw and sensational.

“Billlly.”

“shhh.” he pulls you and slams you against the stall wall- your jaw will probably be bruised tomorrow. he has a difficult time moving in and out of you, he keeps falling out.

“want me to try baby?”

“no.” he pins your hand to the wall to keep you there, and with his other, he guides himself back inside of you. he keeps his strokes short but fast. you hold onto the top edge of the stall, and it squeaks with each thrust, echoing off the bathroom walls.

but he falls out again

“fuck.” he punches the stall.

“baby, it’s okay-“ when you’re drunk you call Billy “baby” a lot- “it’s okay, let him help.”

you turn to him and lift one of your legs up.

he catches it with his forearm and pushes back inside of you. this way, he sees your breasts bounce in your top, you’re not wearing a bra and you rake your fingers over his head to reassure him. but the stall wall is uncomfortable, the plastic unforgivingly sticky against your skin. you keep going because Billy makes you feel good.

your short breaths echo together throughout the bathroom until the squeal of the door sounds, and someone’s shoes click against the tile. both of you freeze. Billy cups a hand over your mouth just as you were about to start whimpering.

they walk into the stall next to you, politely locking the door, and strip their pants down while Billy is still inside you. “shh.” one by one, he sticks his fingers in your mouth until it’s hard not to choke on them. the person starts peeing. the sound fills the whole room as you let yourself breathe out.

Billy pulls on your hair, your own saliva from his fingers swept through the stands.

you quiver, a moan swallowed up as the person on the other side of the stall fixes themselves. the toilet flushes, and Billy moves in and out of you until it’s silent again. they’re washing their hands now, humming, taking their time. which annoying staff employee could it possibly be?

the door squeals open and shuts again. you and Billy relax, but then he grabs your waist and pushes in and out of you. you whimper with your eyes closed and push against his chest. he holds onto you tighter. “let out out baby.”

and you do, moaning it all out for anyone in the hall to hear. let them know you’re having hot, messy, drunken bathroom sex with Billy Bryk. they’ll all hate you, it doesn’t matter.

“yeahhh.” Billy smiles “you’re so pretty. so fucking pretty.” he traces his finger along your jawline.

you push against him again, whining because it feels so good. “please. please i need to-“

“cum for me.” he brushes his thumb along your bottom lip. “cum for me, come on.”

you cry and then beat your hand against his chest just as you cum all around him. your legs clench around his waist, and Billy encourages you to keep going. “yes,baby,yes, i can feel it.”

when you finish, Billy moves you so you’re leaning over the toilet again, grabbing your waist hard, and jackhammers you. the feeling is so sensational, especially after already cumming. Billy grunts, but he’s focused.

and then he starts to get sloppy, but he won’t admit it. especially when he’s drunk.

“oh, fuck, oh, fuck.” he grabs your hair and pulls. his fingers get caught, and your scalp feels like it’s on fire. you can handle it because you’re drunk too.

“Billlly.”

“fuck.” he sniffs. “okay, ready baby?”

“yeah.” you wiggle your ass against him.

Billy smacks your ass and grabs a handful, shaking it. he pulls out and groans. his hot liquid spills onto your lower back, and you moan back at him, swaying and slightly dizzy. he holds onto you afterwards, leaning over you, pressing his forehead against your spine. “oh, God. that felt so fucking good.”

you giggle. “you have to wipe me up now.”

he groans again then peels himself off of you. he reaches for the toilet paper and violently rips a piece off, then wipes the cum off of you. you moan because it feels good- everything feels good right now.

when he’s finished, you stand up and face him. he pulls your skirt down and kisses you, slow and sloppy, up against the wall, like he’s ready to go all over again. then he pushes your hair back and whispers, “wanna get out of here?”

you realize where you are and wrinkle your nose.

“why are we even still here? let’s go.”

Billy takes you by the hand, and together you walk out of the bathroom, down the hall, past the bar where the bartenders glares at you like he knows. oops, oh well. you smile from ear to ear, feeling ten times lighter, and practically skip alongside your boyfriend.

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