who's your daddy?
synopsis: you joined billie for her big meeting this quarter, met with good donuts and bad jokes. afterwards the two of you rush home to sort out some pent up frustration.
‼️: gxg, switch!billie, switch!reader, backshots, strap usage(reader), restraints, overstim, begging, daddy kink, masc!reader, brat!billie, praise, degradation, “baby”, “love”, “sweet girl”, “pretty girl”, “needy girl”, “good slut”, multiple orgasms, established relationship, lowercase intended, w/c: 1.9k
today was billie’s big team meeting for the quarter, but billie had woken up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.
“can you hurry upppp???!!!!”
she groaned, huffing dramatically as you tied your shoelaces heading out the door.
“just one second, my love, and we will be on our way.”
she rolled her eyes and tapped her foot impatiently. mind you, y’all were going to be 30 minutes early if you left within the next 5 minutes.
you got done and stood up to open the door for her, which usually grants you a ‘thank you, baby’ but this time all you got was a huff.
you walked behind her out to your car and again, opened her door for her, and yet again, no thank you. you wondered what was up with her today. you walked around to the drivers side and jumped in, setting up the gps to the office her team was set to meet at.
“what’s gotten into you, pretty lady?”
she looked up at you over her phone and just shrugged.
“nothing, i’m fine.”
you let out a half laugh along with a shrug and just kept driving, if this is nothing then you wondered what something was. as you kept driving she started to warm up to you, in a different way than you had expected.
she was placing teasing kisses to your shoulder, running her hands up and down the arm you had resting on her thigh, and telling you how much she missed you.
“the rest of the day is just you and me, cool?”
you nodded, man this girl could give you whiplash with the way her mood could change in an instant.
the rest of the drive is mellow, billie’s hand is playing with the hair on the back of your head while the other hand is scrolling through tiktok as you hum along to the faint music coming through your radio.
you pull into the building’s parking lot, back in and start to get out when billie grabs your sleeve, yanking you back down into your seat.
she kisses you, letting your lips meld together into a warm bliss for a moment and then she pulls away with a smirk.
“now come on, you know i don’t want to be late.”
you just let out a chuckle and step out of the car once more. this time she lets you and the two of you walk hand in hand towards the building.
you walk in and head towards the elevator, she remains engaged in whatever video she was watching on her phone as you press the up arrow by the steel door. you look around absentmindedly as the doors open, the two of you passing the threshold into the confined space as you find the button for your designated floor.
the doors draw closed and billie’s lips are suddenly on yours. her lips are rough and passionate with greed, her hands are roaming through your hair as yours find home on her waist, partly to keep her from climbing you like a tree. she bites your lip and moans into your mouth as your grip on her hips get firmer. your hands are about to snake up her shirt when you hear the last sound you were hoping for.
‘ding!’
billie pulls away from you as the doors open, she walks out a bit ahead of you towards the room, dragging you by your hand. once you reach the door, she turns around and smiles at you.
“what’s your deal?”
she teases, fake worry washes over her face as you shake your head. she reaches her hands up to fix the hair she wrecked. once it’s back to her liking she brings her lips to your ear.
“i thought you knew how to handle my attitude, guess you lost your touch.”
your mouth falls open in sync with the door, and of course, billie marches in like nothing happened.
you find your seats at the large table filled with billie’s team and management, prepping yourself for the mind numbing conversations you were about to be ringside seats for.
later, her agent walks in the door, 5 minutes late, with billie’s favorite gluten-free donuts. billie beams with excitement.
“there’s my favorite pop star! look who got your favorite, who's your daddy?”
you ears instantly grow hot, your chest tightens and your ears start to ring. what the fuck was his deal?
“yeah, yeah, whateverrr”
she laughs it off as she takes a big bite, looking over at you much more amused than you could even think about being right now.
you lock eyes with her after she finishes, you’ve got a very ‘there’s no way he just said that’ look on your face, which is met with a cocked eyebrow and a ‘what are you gonna do about it?’ face, because of course she would make that face.
the meeting goes on for another hour, the fire never leaving your chest and your hand only finding its way farther up billie’s thigh throughout. billie wraps the meeting very quickly and doesn’t bother making small talk with the team like she usually does afterwards. instead you both beeline to your car, tearing out of the parking lot as if you were being chased.
the drive home is a blur of billie’s sass and your frustration, stolen kisses and teasing touches. you finally make it home and leap out of the car, you go around to her side and open it, as she’s stepping out your hands find the backs of her thighs and now you’ve got her in your arms with her ankles crossed behind your back.
you stumble up to the house, your arm swinging around looking for the doorhandle because you can’t bear to pull away from her right now. you make your way inside and slam the door behind you, never stopping. you make your way directly to the bedroom and put her down on the bed.
both of your chests are heaving, lips swollen and hair wild. her eyes are low, looking up at you with lust as she bites down on her lower lip.
you come back down to earth and sling your shirt over your head.
“you better be naked when i come back.”
you bark at her as you head towards the closet, you can hear her giggles despite the distance. you step into the closet and look for your favorite box, housing all your special items. you pull your clothes off as fast as you can and tighten the cords down on your strap, you picked out the biggest dildo you had, you wanted her to be sore tomorrow. you hurriedly grabbed some small rope and a few other gadgets and made your way out of the small space.
you’re met with the sight of her arched against the bed, her hand snaked between her thighs as she rubs her clit in tight circles, her face deep in the mattress to keep quiet.
you don’t even bother to respond, you grab her wrists and tie them together behind her back as she whines in protest.
“whyyyy??!! it felt so good!!”
you just smile as she looks over her shoulder at you, pouting. you poke your lip out, mocking her, as you grab a fistful of her hair and pull so her back falls into an even deeper arch. you line the tip of the strap up with her entrance, careful not to give her what she wants just yet.
“now beg.”
she whined and squirmed, trying to push herself backwards so she could get what she wanted. you just laughed, it was cute watching her struggle after talking so much game earlier.
“please, baby! just fuck me already, please!”
she whined in frustration, you pushed the tip a touch further inside.
“was that so hard, pretty girl?”
you didn’t give her time to respond as you slid your length fully inside of her. she moaned at the stretch and dropped her head down. her hands in tight fists behind her back. you leaned down and peppered light kisses against her shoulder as you began to rock in and out slowly.
“what happened, bils? you were so cocky earlier, isn’t this what you wanted?”
your pace built up slowly, your questions fell on deaf ears as her mind was fully consumed with the sensation between her legs.
you began to find a quick rhythm, thrusting into her as she made beautiful sounds, your head began to cloud with the pleasure.
“fuck, baby, you feel so good.”
your mouth fell open as you gripped her hips, she turned over her shoulder to watch your expression.
“don’t you love filling me up, sweet girl?”
you grew dizzy, she had you wrapped around her finger, and you loved it. your rhythm began to grow sporadic, your thrusts fell uneven as you fucked into her.
“come on baby, i know you can fuck me better than that.”
you whined as you continued to pound into billie, your head was spinning with desperation to please her.
“such a needy slut for me, aren’t you?”
she was still looking back at you over her shoulder, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth with her eyes low. her back was in that deep arch that made you groan.
“don’t stop love, i want you deep inside of me.”
you pulled back against her hips and thrust yours up harder, you needed her to cum, it’s all you could think about. her face fell back into the mattress as she met your thrusts, both of you moaning out in pleasure.
you placed your palm in middle of her back and thrust into her deeper than ever, her lewd noises hardly muffled by the comforter. your other hand snaked down between her thighs as you circled her clit. her legs began to shake and she began to squirm.
“fuck yes! i’m gonna cum- oh my god i’m cumming!”
your movements never faltered, you wanted her release more than anything in the world at this moment, you slowed as she stilled, never stopping.
“you want more!?”
she looked back as she questioned you breathlessly, you nodded with your lip tucked between your teeth, in fact you needed more.
your hands gripped her hips tight as you pulled her back against the strap, her moans were loud and vulgar.
“you thought that was funny earlier?”
she looked back at you confused.
“what are you - fuck! talking about?”
you only pounded into her deeper.
“he’s your daddy? are you sure about that?”
she was now meeting your thrusts, whimpering with pleasure, still not answering you though.
“tell me, who's your daddy?”
she picked her head up, her face was flooded with submission. her eyes were rolling back with each thrust. you had her right in the palm of your hand. she opened her eyes and met your gaze.
“you are, daddy.”
her head fell back down as you sped up, fucking into her fervently, desperate to pull another orgasm out of her. her sound grew wild and unfiltered, as she could only focus on how well you fit inside of her.
“be a good slut and cum again for me, i know you can.”
as soon as the words left your lips she unraveled, shaking and quivering against the mattress as her second orgasm crashed over her. she huffed and stilled as she came back down to earth. you were absolutely sure she would be sore tomorrow.
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