warnings ★ smut, rough sex, strap usage, nipple biting/sucking, choking (light), edging, hickeys & biting
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the storm had been building all night. heavy rain against the glass, wind howling through the trees, the low rumble of thunder rolling closer and closer.
you sat curled on the couch, blanket around your shoulders, trying to pretend you weren’t nervous. but every flash of lightning lit up the living room, and every crash of thunder made your body tense.
billie watched you from the armchair, legs spread, hoodie loose around her frame. her eyes were dark, reflecting the lightning, and she hadn’t looked away in a long time.
“you’re jumpy,” she murmured finally, her voice low, rough.
“it’s just the storm,” you muttered.
her mouth twitched, almost a smirk. “nah. you’re not scared of the storm. you’re scared of me.”
your heart stuttered. “billie—”
but she was already moving. rising from the chair, slow and deliberate, crossing the room until she stood over you. the blanket slipped from your shoulders as her hand gripped your jaw, tilting your head back to meet her eyes.
“you think i don’t notice the way you look at me?” she asked, voice a low growl under the thunder. “the way you’re waiting for me to break?”
her lips crashed onto yours before you could answer. the kiss was brutal, teeth clashing, tongue forcing its way in until you whimpered. her other hand was already tugging the blanket away, fingers dragging down your body, claiming.
“upstairs,” she ordered, pulling you to your feet.
the storm raged outside as she shoved you toward her bedroom, the house shaking with each thunderclap. by the time you stumbled inside, she was already at her drawer, pulling out the harness.
your breath caught when you saw the strap—thick, dark, gleaming faintly in the flashes of lightning through the window.
she strapped it on with practiced ease, glancing at you once with a look that made your knees weak.
you obeyed, fumbling with your clothes until you were bare, the cold air raising goosebumps across your skin.
billie pushed you onto the bed, crawling over you like a predator, her mouth dragging down your neck. her teeth sank in hard enough to bruise, and you cried out, arching into her.
“mine,” she growled, leaving another mark on your collarbone. “say it.”
“yours mommy,” you gasped.
her hand closed around your throat, squeezing just enough to make your pulse race. she smirked. “good girl.”
her mouth moved lower, sucking a hickey into your breast before biting your nipple, tugging until you cried out. her other hand pinched and rolled the other, alternating pain and pleasure until you were trembling.
“look at you. all worked up and i haven’t even fucked you yet.”
the tip of the strap pressed against your entrance, sliding through your folds, smearing slick along the length. she teased you with shallow thrusts, just the head pushing in before pulling back out, over and over until you were begging.
lightning split the sky, thunder cracking so loud it rattled the windows. she slammed into you at the same moment, burying herself to the hilt.
you screamed, back arching off the bed, nails clawing at the sheets. the stretch was overwhelming, delicious, and she groaned, hips grinding deep.
“fuck, you feel so good like this. so fucking tight.”
her thrusts started slow, deliberate, dragging out the stretch, making you feel every inch. each snap of her hips was perfectly timed with the thunder, like the storm was following her lead.
her pace turned brutal, relentless, slamming into you so hard the headboard thudded against the wall. you were moaning, crying out, body shaking as she fucked you deeper, harder, faster.
her hand returned to your throat, squeezing lightly, forcing your gaze up to her.
“look at me while i ruin you.”
your orgasm built fast, heat coiling tight, your walls clenching around the strap.
“don’t cum yet,” she growled, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. “hold it.”
you sobbed, nails digging into her arms, but she wouldn’t relent. thrust after thrust, the pleasure coiled tighter, unbearable.
finally—her lips at your ear, voice low, commanding.
the release tore through you violently, your whole body convulsing, scream drowned by the thunder. your walls spasmed around the strap, clenching so hard she groaned, grinding through your climax.
she fucked you through it, past it, until tears streaked your cheeks, until you were begging for mercy. her teeth sank into your throat again, marking you, claiming you, while her pace only grew rougher.
another orgasm ripped through you, then another, until you were shaking uncontrollably, voice hoarse from screaming.
finally—finally—she slowed, pulling out, collapsing beside you.
her hand cupped your cheek gently, the first soft touch of the night, contrasting the storm outside.
“you’re mine,” she whispered again, softer this time, pressing a kiss to your temple. “always.”
the thunder rolled on, but in her arms, you didn’t flinch anymore.
