Hiii I saw that you’re requests are open 👀
Can you write about Willard Russell when bill was in the devil all the time like first it starts off fluff and then it goes smutty 👀
Orrrr
Boy is at the calling bit and he meets a girl (reader) and basically he helps her escape, something like that maybe
OOOO WILLARD RUSSELL? and there will be part 2 for boy! i haven't written for him before so hopefully this is decent!
teenage dream | willard russell request
info/warnings: plus size! reader, fluffy asf, willard is a sweetie pie tbh like mr. simp, sick parent, publicish sex, fingering, heavy petting, making out, lightly edited.
Will was one of the sweetest men you've ever met. He had some anger issues, but he was always gentle with you. Hesitant touches, feather-like kisses, sweet little nicknames that made you blush. You'd waited a long time for him to come into your life. Being a bigger girl, you struggled with your confidence at times. Plus, people could just be mean about your weight.
And Will? Well, he was the sweetest.
"Hiya beautiful." he greets in his husky southern accent; you glance down at your fingers shyly.
He was coming early in the morning to come see you before work. Knowing that you would be working on chores in the morning. Always coaxing you for a cup of coffee and a chat. You always try to make him something for breakfast and usually makes you sit down with him for a bit. Will would love to spend the whole day with you, but he had a new job in town. He'd definitely take the time out of his day to greet you.
"Hi Will." you murmur, he steps closer to you, reaching out for your forearm in gentle movements. Finally meeting his heavy green eyes and his slicked back hair. He desperately wants to ask you for a hug, the few times Will had gotten you in his arms---felt like heaven. A big smile lit up his face, almost making her feel dizzy.
"I missed you." Will confesses, voice lowering as he looks down through his eyebrows. An 'urgh' sound falls from your mouth and you pounce. Arms slinging around his neck and pulling him down to your height to hold him close.
Your voice is muffled by the sound of his shirt, "I missed you too." His larger palm petting at your hair.
His chest rumbles with a hum, "Sweet girl." The smell of lavender and honey comforts his belly and relaxes his shoulders. You lean back, dipping your chin and meeting his gaze. His face only inches away from yours, the slope of his perfect nose. The plumpness of his pink lips and the desperation in his eyes. Will hovers in closer to you, waiting for your move. With a small nod of your head, he connects your mouths in a soft kiss.
You clutch at his brown hair, his nose squishing against your face as you deepen the kiss. "I wanna take you to the drive-in, tonight." he breathes, as you meet his eyes, giggling.
"Tonight?"
"Yes, you wanna go with me?" Will asks, you playfully look away questioningly. Pretending as if you had to think about it, he grins at you before burying his face into your neck. A soft peck pressed along your neck and pulled laughter from you.
"Of course, I do!" you chirp, jumping when his thick fingers tug into your sides. "Will!"
"Sorry, sorry." he concedes with humor and adoration, hand reaching out to push back your hair. "Yeah, you do?"
"I do." you purr, eyes sparkly as they meet him and you move back. "But you need to get to work, thank you for stopping by."
"Always darling." he promises, caressing your cheek before turning towards the door.
You go into town for your short shift at the store before heading back to your parents. Your father worked and your mother was sick, so you didn't work much. Momma's sister would come over to help her out from time to time but it was usually your job. That night when your dad got home, you made sure she was safely tucked in bed. Belly as full as it could be with soup and medicated.
You dress up in a pretty floral dress. Pinning your hair back behind your ears but keeping soft curls. Slipping on your flats, you were incredibly nervous for your date. Touching up your red lipstick, you hear a knock at your door. You hurry towards the door, trying to get to it before your father. Little did you know, your father had already been outside smoking a cigarette. Chatting up your date and maybe boyfriend? You weren't quite sure, but you know he shows up with flowers.
"For me?" you gush, as he clicks his tongue against his teeth.
"No, uh they're for your mom." he reveals as you feel a painful yet sweet pang in your chest. You reach for them, and he offers you that charming smile.
Tears glisten at your eyes, "That's-that's so sweet."
"It's really no trouble, especially for a pretty girl and her momma." Will gushes, making you bat at his chest with roses before turning around.
"I'll be right back, you can come in." you declare, scurrying down the hallway; he thinks he falls a little more in love with you. Will walks into the house, slowly trailing over to you.
You were quick to grab a vase from the hallway closet before moving down your mother's room. Quiet with your movements, you set up the flowers. Lightly petting her face, "Will brought you some flowers." you whisper, not even sure if she could hear you, but a small smile lines her face. "They're red roses, your favorite." leaning over her, you kiss her forehead. Then turning back to see Will waiting by the door, a flush coming over your cheeks.
You approach him, apprehensively, and he immediately reaches out to clasp his hand in yours. Bringing the back of your hand up to his mouth, he presses a faint kiss to your knuckles. Green eyes settled on you, making you feel special, adored. "Are you ready to go?" his voice was light, patient.
Holding hands on the way to the drive in theater, your thoughts were starting to wander off. This wasn't your first date, and you knew what girls did with boys when they went to the drive in. Rather than the idea making you nervous, it was the opposite. You wanted to know what it was like to have Will touch you. Really touch you, have his hands anywhere they could reach. Your gaze falling to his strong hands gripping the steering wheel. Trying to stray off all temptations, the yearning?
You don't know but Will could tell that something was up, glancing over at you with a knowing look on his face. His hand moves down to your knee, squeezing in reassurance. Your hand finds his, clutching on to his fingers until he turns his hand over. Interlacing your fingers before starting a soft comforting caress of his thumb. You stayed almost uncharacteristically quiet but Will didn't question you on it.
He got you popcorn and a soda, coming back to the car and having you snuggle up to him. There was a part of the movie that had you laughing, drawing his attention with a smile, "There she is." Will muses, nose nudging the side of your face.
"I'm sorry, I'm just-." you pause, trying to come up with the right words but you feel you have failed by your own mind. You reach up for his face, hand splaying across his cheeks and drawing him nearby. "I need you so bad, Will." you press a very faint press of your lips to his, he softly pecks back. His breath deepening as he gazes into your eyes with hesitancy. Fingers reaching out for your stray hair and pushing it back behind your ear.
"You have me, sweet girl." he promises, a full kiss pecked below your lips. You dip your head down, eager for his mouth on yours, connecting them in a hot kiss. Clumsily reaching out for his thick brown hair to press him closer.
"No, Will." you huff, only letting move inches away, holding on tightly to his hair, "I need you." you reiterate, separating your thighs for him and you swear you heard his heart begin to race.
The sound of your own pulse starting to pound in your ears. Will crushes his mouth to yours, hungry as you push your tongue into his mouth. The taste of cigarettes and cedar fills your senses, making you suck in a breath through your nose. His hand is slightly shaky as he places it just above your knee. Your leg leaning into his touch, tongue coming to lick your lips before lurching forward to kiss him again. Will's hand begins to trail up your thigh, with slow massages and full of temptation.
"Are you sure about this baby?" his rough southern accent goes straight to your core, making it hard to sit still.
"I-Do you love me? Because I think you might and that's all that matters to me, you." you ramble, a flush coming to your cheeks. Having not found this type of passion in your life. Yes, one to keep your mother alive, another to strive for your job. But Will walks in and makes you stupid in love, like a dumb kid. Your care was flying out the window with each seal of his lips. Lips growing increasingly wet by his tongue and mouth devouring your own. There was a break in silence, now realizing he hadn’t said anything. You begin to grow shy, even with Will’s glistening lips, dilated eyes and breathless nature---you were still nervous.
“You love me.” he mutters to himself, looking away from you. As if it was hard for him to process the words. “You love me?” he smiles, gaze finding yours before they flicker back to your lips.
All you can do is stare at him, stunned, you couldn’t believe you said that and now he wasn’t saying it back. “I do, I love you.” shyly whispering as you dip your chin, looking down at your lap. To see Will’s hand frozen on your thigh, meeting his eyes again he connects your lips. You gasp, hand coming to his cheek and you can’t help but move your mouths together.
“I love you so much, it’s like a breath of fresh air to hear ya say that.” Will expresses, eyebrows raising before fitting his lips to yours. He pulls you in by the waist, tongue licking into your mouth. His big hands start to slowly work their way up your leg. Warming your thighs, and dampening your panties. He slowly slips between your legs, skimming your inner thighs, as you stretch your leg over his lap. Allowing him access to you, he sighs heavily, sliding up to the hem of your panties.
“Touch me, Will, please.” you beg, his lips began to travel down your jaw and one of his hands dragged the material of panties down your hips. Lifting your body up helps his movements. Once the material falls to the ground of his car, he hooks his arm back around your leg. Tugging your body in closer to his while his hand moves down between your thighs. Your pussy was wet and tingly from the way he went about touching you. No one has ever made you feel this way, emotionally or physically.
A part of you knew you should wait for your husband, but the way he was looking at you. It felt like there was a chance that he would be your husband. Maybe he would want to settle down and marry you. It might’ve been a jump but your virginity was something special to you. Your innocence, your body, your soul. As much as you were afraid of going to hell, it was bigger than that. You wanted Will to be closer to you, waiting seemed to just not matter anymore.
Your hand pets at the side of his face as he kisses you, breath growing uneven the closer he gets to your naked wet heat. Will could feel it, the slickness already spreading to your thighs. He slides his fingers up and down your folds before pressing into your clit. You sigh into his mouth, tightly grasping at his hair. Offering you a moan in reply, as he rubs in tight circles. “Will-.” you cry softly as he smiles against your mouth, sliding his digits down to your entrance. Oozing with arousal he felt his cock strained against his pants as he began to prod a finger inside. You were tight around him, his mouth moving down your neck. Sucking on your skin while pumping another one of his longer fingers into your pussy. A moan leaving your mouth as you stretch around him.
“You feel so good.” Will husks, moving back to look into your eyes, your hips following his hand. His eyes move down to your legs hitched around him, the blissed out look on your face, “Beautiful girl.” he sighs, rubbing his nose against your jaw. Adjusting himself you feel the heat of his cock on the inside of your thigh.
“Will” you gasp, reaching out for thick heat pressed against you. His breath shook, fingers pausing for only a moment. Then his rhythm picked up, curving to rub at that special spot, thumb rubbing on your sensitive clit. His cock throbbing at the sound of his name on your lips, from the way you wrap around him like you were made for him. Wanting to do anything to make you sound so pretty, the way you relax into him. You trusted him and he wanted more. So did you, “I-I need-.”
“Just relax, pretty girl.” he hums, trying to ignore his own arousal for your own. The way your walls flutter when he spoke, growing wetter for him, thighs tensing and shaking. “Fall into it.” he whispers, keeping the rhythm that had you grasping on to the ledge. Feather-like kisses against your skin made it grow hotter.
“Kiss me.” you whine, pulling him in closer as his lips smash against yours.
Tongue invading your mouth without hesitation, mind completely hazey and focused on the growing intensity in your stomach. Growing desperate for some type of release, the pressure driving you insane, so close yet so far. It didn’t stop, it only grew stronger until it happened, your back arching and loud moan that filled the car. Will tries to muffle your noises with your mouth but you're way too into it. You soak his fingers, his own groans leaving his throat and vibrating against your neck. The orgasm running through you before relaxing into his arms.
Will’s hand came to caress your cheek, swiping his thumb on your chin and gently pecking your lips. “Thank you for that.” he murmurs, as you flush hand coming to play with his hair.
“I feel like I’m the one who should be thanking you, Will.” you rasp, your voice raw from your noises and the pleasure.
“Oh no worries, sweetheart.”
author's note: ok so when i watched this for bill i supposed to watch it all the way through, (i would fall asleep in the past), but i actually paid attention then they killed off will and it broke my heart and no part of me wanted to watch it anymore lol omg now i wanna do another fic for him but like with arvin in the picture….
