Slow morning sex with Billy!! He’s hurt from last night’s fight but you look so good while sleeping. Love making gotta be the best thing ever
this is perfect.
summary : sweet morning sex with billy hope a day after one of his big fights
genre / warnings : piv sex, creampie, hurting billy a little bit at the start with his bruises but hes fineeeee….idk if theres anything else…its short. NOT PROOFREAD SO IT MAY BE A BIT WEIRD…
pairing : billy hope x fem!reader
words : 1.8k
you awaken to the feeling of a big body behind yours, and immediately feel a warmth spread through your own. as you stir, it's an indication to billy that you've woken. with this action, billy peppers kisses all over your bare back and neck. "morning honey." he whispers, his voice deep and slow paced, sensual.
the sheets are twisted around at your feet, presumably kicked off while the both of you slept. the night of spring, warm at night but still comfortable enough for your temperature. the warm, amber sunlight peaks through the blinders, casting specific lines on each of your bodies sweetly.
you eagerly roll around to press your lips to his, making his eyebrows furrow. "woah woah woah queen... slow down darling!" he chuckles, but when your hand strokes his hard chest playfully a vulnerable pained groan escapes him. you know it's because of his fight last night, evidence scattering his body with purpled bruises.
"let me take care of my princess, yeah?" he smiles, his face coming close to yours to press a soft kiss to it before you stop him. "but you're hurt, i should be the one taking care of my strong man." your caring words make his smile curl up even more. "okay… okay queen." his smile turns lazy when you slowly crawl onto his lap, earning another groan from him. the sound is so unholy and hot but you feel evil for hurting him like this. you don't think he'd mind much though, his perfect wife sitting up on him.
you arch your back down to pepper feather-light kisses all over his hurt chest, making yet another groan escape from his lips. but this time it sounds like a groan of relief, pleasure that your soft lips are relishing his body.
you come close to pulling back up from your kissing, but a pair of warm hands stop you, keeping your body against his and chin close to his chest.
when you look up at billy, your eyes connect and you can't help but swallow hard. his blue eyes are linked onto yours, not looking away but seemingly darker. you know that he wants this, and you know he needs it.
you extract his hands from your back to remove the only pieces you have on, your undergarments.
you slowly tie your hands to the clasp at the back of your bra, undoing it and letting it fall beside you naturally, your breasts spilling out of it as it falls beside his leg and yours. if he hadn't seemed nervous before, he certainly was for such a strong man, he seemed like he could barely contain himself.
his toughened hands to your breasts, kneading the both of them lightly earning his favourite sound in the world, a small moan from you. the way his powerful hands left, which were always so angry during fights, so lightly squeezed at your twin mounds made yet another moan escape your lips at the thought. how billy was treating you so much like a queen. his queen.
only the feeling of you leaking through your panties made you remember that they're still there but billy didn't seem to care about that yet, wrapping his mouth around your nipple. his mouth was so hot, so wet and your eyes rolled back it seemed as far as they could go.
he licked at the hardened bud and rubbed at your other one with his calloused thumb still so delicately. it was a repeated action of wrapping his whole mouth around what he could fit, going to the nipple then just flicking it with his tongue which drove you mental. it seemed your pussy had the same feelings as it had already leaked through your thin panties and onto billy.
he can only now take notice of this, feeling the wetness seeping onto his bare body. he let's your nipple go and tries to take off your panties for you, but you stop him once more. "i thought we were agreeing that i was taking care of you?" you smile sweetly at him, earning another lazy smile to upturn his lips back at you.
you take your panties off quickly, pushing your bra that still rested beside you off the bed as well as your underwear. it was just skin on skin now.
"are you sure about this?" your voice is slow, your head dropping hesitantly now as if you're almost shy that you're completely bare. you don't want to hurt billy, but the drawl of his voice makes you even wetter as he agrees. his voice so deep, so low, sends things all through you.
"tell me if it hurts." you whisper quietly, shifting back to adjust yourself right above the tip of his cock. your legs strain to hold yourself up for the period of time you inhale and exhale, slowly resting your pussy lips just against the tip of his cock, preparing yourself for the stretch you're about to feel.
biting your lip, you rock yourself back and forth, earning an eager growl from billy as he anticipates having you tight around him. your wetness mixes with his pre-cum which glides together before you slide down slowly inch by inch. the movement makes the both of you let out a lewd noise and you finally reach the base of his cock, gasping at the fullness you feel. he's stretched you…many times before so it's not a big pain, but you can feel how big he is that it stings.
your eyes focused on one another once more, before you started moving slowly. he both of you gripped each others hands softly, the only difference how toughed up billy's hands are and how soft yours are, making a perfect feeling for the both of you as well as the difference in sizes. his big hand, and your rather smaller hand, fitting into his almost like a glove.
you do all the work, gliding your hips softly up and down his thick cock, feeling every vein that pushes up against your walls lightly. your eyes appreciate his body like this, being able to see him below you giving you all the better view of his torso and upper body.
his chest is clean shaven, tattoos on each of his pecs with symbols and letters. it's only a little different for his pubes, cut low but not completely bare there. a wet noise breaks through the sound of your moaning and pants, and his deep growls that escapes the both of you throatily of each of your bodies meeting, your pussy reaching it's limit of sinking down on his thick member.
"you feel good handsome?" the words quietly escape your lips, as quiet as the ones before. "yeah…" he chuckles breathily, almost pantingly. your hands are still intertwined as you slowly ride him, your head falls down slightly as you relish in the pleasurable feeling of his shaft moving up and down inside of you.
your hips, rolling up and down on him become quicker and deeper slowly, but remaining at that pace that feels loving and passionate. sweet. his cock swipes against something spongey inside of you which makes you cry out and your back arch and he can't help but look at how beautiful you look. your head tipped back, making your hair tickle at your back, your back arched to the peak of how far forward it could go, your full breasts closer to his face. it felt so amazing…
one of his hands weakly disconnects from yours, to rub lazy circles on your clit, making those same feelings go crazy through your body and make you feel so perfect and pleasant.
you bend down to press a kiss to his lips, very uncomfortably but the taste you hadn't picked up earlier, a hint of whiskey and mint, and the softness of them made up for it. he tongue fucks your mouth, his tongue circling yours so passionately to the point the both of you are almost drooling.
you soon pull back up, leaving him lazily smirking at you as you continue to ride him. gosh does he feel amazing deep inside of you, better than ever. when he's not aggressively pounding into you before one of his fights or playing with you, you learn to cherish these moments of softness. not that you don't like the rough sex, you love it. but this…it just feels so soft. so sweet. so right.
the thought of all of this forms a lump in your throat, somehow out of passion. you are so lucky to have his man beneath you, so lucky to have this man cherish you. so lucky to have this man. his gentle kisses when he passes by you, his gentle kisses that trail all over your body when you do something like this with him. despite having so much time with him, you barely ever get to do this and it feels so right. you wish you did this more with him.
you swallow it down, realising that this is happening right now. that you can have this man beneath you right now, nothing matters for the future apart from taking care of your beaten up husband. you were getting this sweet, sweet pleasure right now.
though, you can feel this is coming to a stop soon when you can barely control yourself, your hips are becoming wobbly and both of your noises are becoming shallower and turning into gasps of closeness.
your fingers tighten around his and find the one hand that had left yours to circle your clit perfectly and he can tell you're closer. his eyebrows are furrowed and head tipped back against the pillow, jaw hanging open as he feels your hips ride him faster and faster with your orgasm approaching rapidly.
"cmon honey…" he growls lowly, feeling as you sink down once more before completely clamping down around him. your vision goes blurry and you close your eyes tightly to the point it almost hurts, but the pleasure which feels like lightning going through your body feels so amazingly good. you gasp and mewl and thrash and orgasm tightly around him which draws something through him too.
as if timed perfectly, his balls tighten and draw up and he shoots his spend inside of you, coating your insides deliciously in several pumps.
the both of you calm down slowly, your heartbeats returning to normal, his cock slowly softening inside. all the both of you can do is keep your eyes closed and cherish this beautiful moment of having your bodies intertwined like this. the both of your bodies are shiny and slicked with sweat and inside of your body wet with his seed before he slowly removes his cock from inside of you. some of your mixed fluids drip out onto his lap and all he can do is lay there when you get more comfortable on his hard body.
i love billy hope… and getting requests 👅👅👅👅 i was a bit lazy w this i admit its 11pm…
You know what's funny but also drives me crazy about the Outlast fandom?
They swap Miles and Waylon's personalities.
and I think it's all because if Gluskin. Because the world wanted Waylon to be an innocent twink 🥺 for the man obsessed with wanting a bride👰♂️. When he's. You know. The whistleblower???? The guy who was sick of keeping silent over all the fucked up stuff he was a part of?
and then people portray Miles as some sorta stoic badass because the walrider chose him??? You do realize the walrider hosts can only be deeply traumatized individuals, right?? I mean, yeah, Waylon's also traumatized but his bitterness is what keeps him going.
During the game the protags leave notes over what they experience. Miles's notes can be summed up to "holy fucking shit"😫😭 and Waylon's notes can be summed up to "fuck this fucking place"😠😡. He even writes a note to his wife that if he dies he hopes she'll burn the place down.
Waylon is the one with the angry and jaded pov. Miles is not a fighter. His only options are run, hide, or die. Waylon is the one who drags himself out with a leg injury and survives.
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