Synopsis: Billy gets drunk and buzzed off cigarettes and eats you out. . .
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Warnings: I don’t want this to be mistaken because in the book the charecters are 16 or so, for the sake of this fic we are referring to the movie canon in which they are all 18 and older; the reader uses she/her pronouns and has a vagina and breasts, and is generally female presenting (but as with all my fics, the primary pronouns used are you/yours); there is mentions of Billy being taller than the reader, but that is based on the assumption that at 6’1, he would be taller than most people. There is Fingering, Biting, oral sex F!receiving, Dry humping, and drunken sex. Switch!Billy and Sub!reader. . also sorry if this isn’t good i’m 15 and im shit with wording 🙏
Authors note: this is a filler until I get my larger fanfic done 🥹✌️
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Billy’s back lays flat on the bed his gaze lowered and his pupils slightly dilated. He smelled like sour sweat and warm beer. . . His head lulled to one side, cigarette dangling between his lips. Half-lidded eyes were glazed over, slowly making their way over your body, you were his own muse. . He felt himself stiffen, boxer shorts putting up no fight against his growing erection. He lets out a shaky and almost rough whine before speaking in a raspy tone,
“ . . Baby.”
“yes?”
“C’mere.”
You didn’t resist, nor try to tease him. You saunter over to him from the other side of the room and climb sleazily onto the bed. You would be lying if you didn’t say you had no drinks yourself. You stare at him for a moment, and he stares right back at you. He admires your face before flinging his cigarette into an ashtray. You were never a fan of his smoking, but going cold turkey for him would make him go wild. So he did it occasionally. Today was one of those damn days where he would smoke half a pack.
He admired the way your hips rutted slightly against the feeble mattress as you laid down. The way your body seemed to sway whenever he moved his hand. With his hands his pushes himself up and eases your body against the headboard. Moving himself between your legs . . Raising your legs up into his broad shoulders his head lulls against your thigh before squeezing it. Kissing strange shapes against your inner thigh.
“Mmm . .”
He hummed against your skin, his eyes lulling into the back of his head. letting out a slight groan. He practically cries from pleasure as his hips dig into the soft plush of the mattress. He huffs out smoke he’s been holding in. With his spare hand he snakes his fingers inbetween his body and the mattress, pulling out his cock and rutting it into the mattress.
“ Billy-“
You moan out lightly, you lean your head back onto the hard headboard. You intertwine your fingers with his hair and he lets out a careful whine.
His fingers interconnect with the waistband of your panties, and peel them down, the slick of your pussy meeting his prodding thumb the moment he tosses them aside. Before sticking his forefinger in; massaging your clit with his thumb. You moan sounded more like a pathetic whimper than anything else.
He leans his head against your thigh while he does it, his jaw slightly agape and jarred as he stared at your pretty pussy. He seemed almost bowled over your reaction to his fingers. He lets out a pathetic groan as he bites into the side of your thigh. His hips pushing themselves into the mattress feverishly, his face was a hot red, and his eyes had rolled back. You let out a shocked laugh, that comes out more like a moan.
He slips his fingers out before you can cum, He spat quickly on your wet cunt before beginning to make out with it. It was vile, and sloppy. His mouth moving in desperate bursts then intricate licks. He groans into your cunt. Swirling his tongue around your clit and sucking on it. You let out broken moans of pleasure as you grip onto his hair.
“fffuuuuccckkkkk !!!”
You cry out pathetically.
“Shit, Stebbins!”
That knot in your stomach tightened and tightened with every roll of his tongue, your heart pounding in your chest, that thick, throbbing cock right in front of your fucking face, those deep groans rumbling against your cunt. He seemed to enjoy the way your thighs tightened around his head, your legs squirming.
"Oh, my God!"
Your legs gave in, the knot snapped and, no, it didn't just unravel, it went flying, your eyes rolled back and you cried out in ecstasy, arching your back to rub your pussy against his face. He groaned happily against your cunt, gladly letting you use his tongue to ride out your high, cock stiffening at everything he witnessed, as he came into the mattress.
Billy kissed your glistening lips a few times, humming in drunken approval, mumbling about how hot that was, you did so well baby,such a pretty pussy, did that feel good? A bunch of jumbo and praising you with his words. He licks the remaining cum from your pussy.
His licks his lips and sucks his teeth slightly before getting up and rolling over on his back. Laughing to himself slightly as he grips your waist and pulls you closer to him. Cuddling you slightly. He strokes his cock lightly, getting rid of the remaining cum. He lifts his fingers that were covered in cum and places them lightly in your mouth. You suck on his fingers enthusiastically. He smiles widely, slipping out his fingers. He gives you a sloppy kiss before mumbling something about love, and how your beautiful and whatnot. You can only moan in response.
Yayy thank you for reading that 🥹 ✌️i’ll have my longer one out this week or next week, yay! (also. . did you guys get the name of it? it’s because we cum . . on his face? get it 👀)
I'm in love with H*nk Olson what do I do? I hate it here.
Well, honey, from what I’ve seen, Hank does seem like the romantic type. Or, well, he at least shoots his shot whenever he can… 😅
If you’re close with him, I’d say just go with his flow! He can be lively and can say some out-of-pocket things sometimes, but he seems like a kind young man!
If you’re asking for help with falling out of love, well… I fear I’m not the best person to ask that, I still love William, bless his soul!
So, in my humble opinion? I say give it a try! Saying you’re going on hate dates still means it’s a date… 🤭😉
Well, you've put me in a bit of a difficult position here, 38. I have already declined one birthday invitation. So it wouldn't be fair to accept yours.
