Soft Breath, Beating Heart (111)
Billy Russo x reader
Warnings: Smut(ish), fingering in a semi-public area (f receiving), someone (kinda) sees.
Summary: Billy takes you on a date.
You're sitting at your desk at work when he calls.
"Hello Mister Russo." You say in greeting.
"Sunshine," he says back, "What are you doing?"
"Trying to grade preschool homework, what about you?"
He laughs, "Running a hostage simulation for the government," you hear some noise over the phone, "One of the guys just shot a fake hostage."
You gasp.
"It happens sometimes, sunshine, don't worry, that's why this is fake."
A sigh, "I like it when you call me sunshine."
He's smiling like a fool on the other end of the line. He takes the impulse leap and states his reason for calling.
"Go on a date with me."
Butterflies wriggle in your stomach.
"Yeah, Mister Russo? Where do you have in mind?"
He can feel his cock stirring in his pants with the breathy way you address him. He suddenly realises that he actually hadn't made any plans as to where he'd want to take you. Frankly, he'd never even asked a girl out on a date before that he was genuinely interested in getting to know.
Fuck, where would you want to go?
Fuck! What if you didn't like what he picked.
"Billy?"
"Yeah, sunshine, sorry about that, it's a surprise.... I can't tell you."
Nice save... for now.
"Okayyy, when do we have this date?"
"How does Saturday sound?"
"Saturday sounds very nice." You say.
"Okay! I'll see you then, bye."
"Oh! Bye, but wait Billy what do I-"
The line goes dead.
"-wear?"
It takes Billy a total of one second to begin freaking out. His feelings hitting him square in the gut. Most of it is panic.
Panic at not giving you the date you deserve, panic at genuinely caring if you'll like it, panic that he's Billy fucking Russo and he should not be getting hung up on any girl this fast.
But you’re not just any girl.
He takes a deep breath, you're the sweetest girl he's ever met. You don't have any bad intentions about him, you wouldn't intentionally hurt him. It’s probably why he's getting attached so fast.
Okay, he could deal with that.
The only thing left to do is to plan a date worthy of you.
You're wearing a short black skirt, paired with black thigh high boots. A comfy beige sweater neatly tucked into the waistband of your skirt. You smile when you hear a knock at your door.
You open it to a large bouquet of flowers. You gasp at the beautiful arrangement, taking them from him and greeting him with a kiss to the cheek.
"They're beautiful Billy, thanks."
You place them in a spare vase, adjusting some of the peonies for a better angle.
You feel him press against your back.
"You look stunning, sunshine." You smile, turning to face him.
He's dressed so casually, grey shirt, black leather jacket.
"And you look like you're trouble." You reply.
His laugh is low and deep, his hands cup your cheek gently.
"Can I have a kiss?" He says, his breath hot against your lips.
You nod in his grasp, raising onto your toes to plant a kiss on his lips.
You take everything his mouth has to offer, moaning gently when your tongue grazes his. You lean in to deepen the kiss, but he's pulling away.
"We won't leave if we keep doing this." He murmurs against your mouth.
"I'm okay with that." You lean forward again to get another taste of him.
Shit, just a few more minutes, Billy tells himself, getting lost in the sweet taste of your tongue. When he feels your smaller hands slip into his hair, he gives another groan, pulling away.
"I planned a whole date, we really should go."
You smile.
"Well we wouldn't want to waste all that planning." You giggle, pulling him out the door.
He briefly considers it though, throwing all his plans away, the ones he had desperately called Frank for help with, to take you into your room and ravish you like the starved man he was beginning to feel like.
He's glad you tugged him out of there in time, because he didn't have the strength to do it on his own.
When he opens his car door for you, you lean up and kiss him swiftly on the lips before slipping in.
Billy catches himself smiling like a dumbass as he gets in.
"Where are you taking me?"
"You'll see." Is all he says.
You watch his hand grip the centre console again, and you think about slipping his hand onto the open space on your thigh.
Should you go for it? It can't hurt right? What if he pulls his hand away? You don't think you'd be able to handle the disappointment.
"You okay? You're really quiet."
"C-can you, um, is it okay if..." you trail off.
"What is it sunshine?"
"Want your hand on my thigh." You mumble as quietly as you can.
Billy thinks he's heard you right, but surely you couldn't be asking for the exact thing he was thinking about.
"Say that again?"
"Is it okay if you put your hand on my thigh?" You follow up quickly with, "It's okay if you don't want to I just-"
You stop when you feel his warm rough hand press into the open skin below your skirt. You feel yourself clench at his touch, your body reacting to his almost immediately.
Your skin is so soft, cold, your sweet little pussy isn't too far away from his fingers. If he just decides to explore a little bit higher-
"Is that okay?" He asks.
"Yeah Billy, feels nice," you say, running the tips of your fingers over the back of his hand.
He asks you about the week you've had, listening to you talk about the rain you got caught in that had you soaked through. His brain goes south as he imagines your wet clothes clinging to your damp skin, highlighting every curve on your beautiful body. It's a sight he wishes he got to see.
You ask him about his week next, and he resists the urge to complain about your friend Jamie. He tells you a little bit about it, keeping most of the information confidential. He doesn't even realise the way he's squeezing and rubbing at your thigh as he talks. You notice though, and you think about how you would react to feeling his fingers touch your aching core over your panties.
When you see colourful lights ahead, you gasp in delight.
"Oh look Billy, a carnival! I used to go a lot when I was younger. I loved the ferris wheel so much. We should go there sometime soon."
He laughs as he pulls into the parking lot.
"No way!" You say, delighted.
"Surprise sunshine." He says with a quick kiss. You giggle and hop out the car excitedly.
You wait expectantly at his door, visibly vibrating with excitement.
You're absolutely stunning, the lights of the fair dance on your face, in your eyes. He gets hit in the gut once again with how vibrant and innocent you are. So beautiful.
You're like literal sunshine.
And he would willingly go blind in your light.
He takes you by the hand, and smiles at you as you both enter the colourful area. There's only a moderate amount of people inside, which means you only have to wait a minute or two before being able to play games.
He takes you on several rides, holding your hand in his if the ride gets too intense.
You're in awe at the way nothing fazes Billy. You really had thought the rollercoaster would have elicited a bigger reaction from him than you actually got.
"How were you not scared just then?" You say, legs still wobbling from feeling the ground being pulled from under you.
He laughs.
"I was a marine. Served for years. Nothing like that scares me anymore."
Your mouth goes round with surprise.
You ask him a bit more about his marine background. Three tours, marine force recon, sniper, Lieutenant.
"That's amazing," You say, leaning up to kiss his cheek, "So you're still afraid of other things right?"
He was, of course, losing his friends, his hard earned status, maybe even losing you. These things still made him afraid, he just wouldn't admit them to another soul.
"I'm actually terribly afraid of fish." He says jokingly, "I mean, in the water, fish are scary."
You burst out in laughter.
"You're so silly!" You say, putting a small kiss on his nose. He laughs along with you, wrapping his arms around you and stealing another kiss.
"Where to next, sunshine?" He asks.
"Just saw someone I know from work, wanna wait for me near the cotton candy booth?"
"Of course baby, I'll count the seconds."
"That's crazy! Don't count how long I take, Billy." You say, walking away from him, "Be right back."
He admires your body as you walk away.
You're halfway to the cotton candy booth when someone calls your name. You freeze. You know that voice.
"Hey Y/N!" You hear one of Jamie's friends, Anna you think, calls out to you. When you turn in her direction, you see her golden blonde hair, next to another figure you recognize. Reese.
Your mood drops a little as your eyes make contact with his. He leans in to whisper something into Anna's ear as you approach and she laughs.
"Hey Reese, Anna, nice to see you guys here." You say politely.
"Y/N, you're here all by yourself? Don't you know you're supposed to bring someone along?"
" 'M actually on a date." You say with a smile, "How are you two? Did you guys try out the rollercoaster yet?"
"You're on a date?" Reese says with a laugh, bumping shoulders with Anna, "How interesting! Wonder what guy you fooled into doing that."
Your mood drops even more.
Anna scoffs, "Don't be mean, Reese."
He puts his hands up in surrender.
"Why don't we help you get back to your date then? Gotta make sure he didn't run away the minute you left his side." He taunts.
You bite the inside of your cheek.
"You guys don't have to, I'll be fine, no worries-"
"Nonsense Y/N, let's help you get back to your date." Reese interrupts.
You shrug, turning to head toward the cotton candy booth with the snarky couple hot on your heels.
You're a bit confused when you get there and you don't see him. You look through the crowds, confused at how you could miss a six foot tall marine in a smoking hot leather jacket.
"Ummm, I know I told him to meet me here...."
Reese laughs from behind you. You squeeze your eyes shut, ready for the words.
"I knew you were lying, oh it was so worth it to follow you here. You're so pathetic Y/N."
Your bottom lip starts to wobble.
"I didn't lie, he's around here somewhere." You say in a small voice.
You don't know why you let Reese get to you so much. His opinion shouldn't even mean that much, but you had liked him at some point and his snark just seem to cut extra deep.
You feel a warm hand wrap around you.
"There you are," he murmurs in your hair, "You're so small sunshine, thought I'd lost you in the crowd. Good thing you're so cute, easy to spot a cute girl like you from anywhere."
You don't look up at him, trying to mask how upset you are.
"Wait, Russo? You're on a date with Jamie's bodyguard?"
Billy cuts a look at the interjecting voice, recognising Reese and another familiar woman. He glances at your face, really looks, and notices the slight dampness of your eyes.
"Yeah," Billy confirms, "we're on a date."
"Couldn't get someone your own age, huh Y/N."
Billy's had enough. His anger flares deep in his chest, white hot and searing.
He pulls a bill from his pocket and presses it into your hands.
"Why don't you girls go get some cotton candy on me, while Reese and I have a little talk."
He feels your hand close around the money, glad that you're at least registering what he's saying.
"You want any colour in particular?" You ask weakly.
He gives you a cheeky smile.
"Yellow, please sunshine."
You nod and walk away, with Anna at your side.
Billy makes sure you're a good distance away before setting his eyes on Reese. Reese, at least, has the decency to look scared.
He pats the younger boy's shoulder, squeezing it roughly so that he has Reese's undivided attention.
"If you upset my girl again, I'll cut your fingers off, knuckle by knuckle and make you eat them."
Reese gulps. "You-you can't threaten me."
Billy tilts his head, confused.
"I have 134 confirmed kills. Hear that word 'confirmed'? Means those are the ones they know about. That wasn't a threat, it was a fact. Don't hurt her, don’t put a fucking hand on her. Clear?"
Reese looks ready to wet himself.
"Cl- clear."
Billy grins, the expression only does more to scare the boy.
"Good choice." Is all Billy says before turning and walking away.
Anna is at least kind enough to apologise on behalf of Reese, but you know it's just for show. She's only pretending to be nice to you because you're friends with Jamie. You don't care though, you're glad to be rid of her when Billy walks up to you.
"Can I have a taste of that, sunshine?"
Those butterflies in your stomach return slowly as you get in close to Billy's irresistible charm.
You give him a small smile before plucking a bit of the spun sugar from the cone and holding it up to his lips. You gasp when you feel his lips wrap around your pinched fingers. Feeling the way his tongue drags along the tips, catching the remnants of the candy on your hands.
He savours the sugar.
You eat a small bit of it next, feeling the sugar dissolve on your tongue.
"I don't think that's how you're supposed to eat it." He says in thought.
"No?" You ask.
He takes a piece and places it on his tongue before dipping down to kiss you.
You moan into his mouth, his tongue taking its time to spread the sweetness into your mouth. You're dazed when he pulls away.
"There, doesn't that taste better?" He asks with a smile.
You can't help the giggle that escapes your lips.
"You really are the silliest." You say to him, smiling affectionately.
"Can we go on the ferris wheel next?" You ask, looking up at him.
"Of course, sunshine."
You're able to get the very last seat on the ride, just as they're about to start. You giggle and slide into the booth, missing the quick exchange between the conductor and Billy. He slips his jacket off and places it on your lap before sliding into the space next to you. Your body is pressed in close to his, his arm around your shoulders, pulling you in even tighter to his warm body. He gives you small kisses over your neck and ears while the ride starts off. You try to appreciate the beautiful view of the city lights from your high vantage point, but all you can feel is Billy's lips, worrying the space between your neck and your shoulders.
"I tell you how gorgeous you are, sunshine?"
You shake your head, looking down at your hands, feeling shy under his gaze.
"You're so fucking gorgeous baby, make me so fucking hard everytime I see you."
He emphasizes his point by dragging your hand over to his solid erection. You gasp and look up at him in shock, giving him a gentle squeeze. He groans.
He waits patiently for the ride to come to a complete stop with you two at the top. When it does, he slips his warm hand onto your thigh.
You look up at him with wide eyes.
"Can I touch your pussy sunshine? Please? Up here where no one can see?"
You don't say a word, simply opening your legs wider for his large hand. The jacket he draped on top of you earlier, hides your lower half from the prying eyes of the people in front of you.
He slips his hands under your skirt. Fingers trailing up to press against your damp panties.
"How many times this past week have you touched yourself while thinking of me?"
You struggle to find the words.
"I've- mmmh- I've-"
" You weren't thinkin' of me?" He asks, running his fingers over your clothed slit.
You shake your head.
"I lost count." You whisper.
He groans at the thought. You, touching yourself repeatedly, thinking of him, crying out his name as you cum.
He slips his middle finger under your panties and runs it through your folds. You mewl, pressing yourself against his chest to smother the sound. You take a deep breath, savouring the way he smells as his finger starts moving over you clit.
"Billyy" you whine, felling his fingers move expertly over your swollen nub.
"Can't wait to take you home so that I can fuck you with my fingers." He watches as you bite your bottom lip. "Can't wait to feel this sweet pussy cum on my tongue."
He gives your clit a couple of taps, watching the way you screw your eyes shut, letting a little whimper escape.
You have one hand gripping his thigh, and the other wrapped around his wrist, holding his hand in place while he rubs your clit.
Something moves in the corner of Billy's eye and he glances at it. Someone in the bucket seat ahead of them has noticed the pair of you. Focusing a little more, he realises who it is. Reese has his head turned slightly, watching Billy and you from the corner of his eye, but not turned far enough to alert the woman with him of what's going on behind them.
He shoots Reese a sinister grin, taunting him, before turning back to you.
"So good f'me sunshine, so beautiful, you look so good like this, taking the pleasure I give you."
"C-close." You gasp out.
He pulls your head into his chest, refusing to share the way you look when you cum with anyone else, let alone Reese.
"Cum for me baby, let it out, be a good girl for me, that's it... that's it..."
He feels your entire body tense when your orgasm hits. Your thighs shake and your body quivers. You bite your lip hard, stifling the keening sound you make as your orgasm takes over. He feels your pussy spasm a little as he continues to circle your clit, wringing the pleasure from your gentle body.
You sigh against his chest, giving out a little laugh at the thought of what you'd just done, and where you'd done it. Billy really took his job of teaching you new things to amazing heights.
When he slips his fingers from under your skirt. You take his wrist in your hand and pull it up to your mouth. You look right into his dark eyes as you wrap your lips around his wet fingers. You moan gently at your taste, watching his jaw clench. Billy feels so fucking feral, watching the sinful way you suck on his fingers, cleaning your essence off of him. He's corrupted you in so many ways already, and there's so much more to go.
When you clean his fingers off totally, you pull them out of your mouth. He wastes no time in kissing you as swiftly and as passionately as he possibly can, pouring all that he's feeling into the kiss.
He catches the tart taste of yourself on your own tongue and he groans, kissing you harder.
"So fucking good sunshine." He murmurs, forehead pressed against yours. You sigh and bury your head into his neck.
Billy catches Reese as he finally turns away from watching the two of you. Billy smiles, knowing that he's properly staked his claim on the beautiful woman in his arms.
The ferris wheel jerks as it starts to move and you give a small squeak of surprise into his shoulder. He laughs and you look up at his amused face with an embarrassed smile.
He's amazed that you can go from licking your own release off his fingers in one second to looking so shy in the next second. You're so beautiful, so sweet, the more he learns about you, the more he wants to know. It's an endless cycle, a constant loop, all he wants is more.
It scares him.
