𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭
from my wattpad @ b_kaulitzz
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synopsis: y/n and bill get festive, femxbill
warnings: p in v, oral male!receiving, foodplay
more under cut :)
I stirred the hot cocoa concoction, turning the heat down to low. I hummed along to the Christmas music coming from the living room as cinnamon filled my nose.
"Babe?!" Bill called from the fireplace.
"Yea??" I turned off the heat, lifting the saucepan to pour into the matching mugs.
"I need help...with the fire, " He spoke, I could hear the pout in his voice as lighter cracking noise could be heard. I snickered, dropping mini marshmallows into the mugs.
"Okay, in a sec, " I pulled away from the mugs, turning to the fridge. It cracked open as I leaned down to grab the whipped cream. I smirked to myself, placing it onto the tray as I closed the fridge. I placed the mugs onto the tray, carrying them into the living room. "Bill?" I placed the tray onto the coffee table; he looked up at me with a pout as one hand rested on his knee.
"Help, " He said softly, his brows furrowed. I stepped closer to him, taking the utility lighter from his hand. He watched, anticipating, I leaned the tip of the lighter down, placing my thumb on the wheel. The fire lit the room up along with the light from the tree. "Thank you, " Bill said, smiling as he leaned over, kissing my cheek. I placed a hand on his cheek, kissing his lips. He hummed, gripping my waist, and kissing back. I closed my eyes, tilting my head, pulling away.
"The hot cocoa is gonna get cold, " I looked away, chuckling a bit.
"You made us hot cocoa?!" He gasped, standing up from the spot. He rushed over to the coffee table, picking up a mug before taking a sip. He winced, feeling the hot liquid go down his throat. I sighed, coming over, and picking up the whipped cream.
"Bill, be careful, " I frowned, watching him pull away from his mug, having a hot cocoa mustache. He snickered, wiping his mouth with his sleeve.
"So, " Bill began, looking over his shoulder and towards the Christmas tree, "What did you get me for Christmas?" He turned back to me. I rolled my eyes, gripping the whipped cream can with both hands.
"You'll have to see silly! Just wait till Christmas, " I said. He scowled, wrapping his arms around my waist. He looked down at me with pleading eyes, planting kisses on my forehead.
"Please?? Come on, one hint?" He tilted his head, fluttering his lashes. I bit my bottom lip in, my eyes scanning over his features.
"No, Bill, " I rolled my eyes, feeling him plant kisses on my neck. I hummed softly, tilting my head to give him more access. "Bill?..."
"Yes, love?" He mumbled into my skin, nipping at my neck. I moaned softly, feeling the hickeys being left behind. He trailed kisses down to my collarbone, rubbing my sides up and down.
"What are you trying to do?" I took a sharp intake of breath, as I felt his hand slowly glide down into my pajama pants.
"Maybe bribing you, " He purred and I could feel his smirk against my neck. Bill ran kisses back up to my lips, kissing me passionately. I moaned against his lips, feeling his finger circle my clit. He slowly pushed us toward the velvet sofa, laying me down as he got on top of me. I placed the whipped cream by the side of the couch; wrapping my arms around his neck, trembling at his touch.
"Bill..." I breathed out, watching him pull away from the kiss. His eyes fluttered open, looking down at me innocently as he rubbed my clit.
"Hmm?" His hands slid to the hem of my shirt, tugging at it. "Take this as an early Christmas gift... Let me please you." He spoke huskily, earning a nod from me. He smiled in response, pulling my ugly sweater over me. I sat up, helping him pull it off. I gasped, feeling his lips attack mine as his hands came up to my breasts. He pushed me back down, squeezing them as my nipples were between his pointer and middle finger. Heavy breaths exited my nose, tickling his upper lip. He pulled away, kissing down to my breasts. Bill's lips came down to one of my nipples, gently tracing a circle over it with his lips. He gasped softly, leaning back to look over the sofa. "I wanna try something new..." He leaned over, picking up the can of whipped cream. I widened my eyes, watching him pop the top off with his thumb.
Bill shook it for a few seconds, tilting his head down at me. He pointed the nozzle at my collarbone, spraying some. He held the cold can in his hand, leaning down to lick the cream up. I shivered, watching his eyes slowly gaze down to my breasts. He licked his lips, pointing the nozzle to my nipple. He sprayed a dab on, coming back down. He looked up at me with doe eyes; his free hand on my other breast as he slowly glided his tongue over my nipple. I let out a small squeal, arching my back and my hands ran into his straight hair. He gently nibbled on my nipple, his tongue swirling around it. My breath hitched, my whole body heated up, and he teased the other nipple between his fingers. I whimpered softly and he pulled off. "Is that okay?" He asked.
"More than okay, " I stammered and he came back up. He planted his lips onto mine and I could taste the vanilla transfer onto my tongue. I ran my fingertips through his scalp, moaning as I felt him grind against my clothed pussy. I reached for the can, pulling away from the kiss. "Can I?" I hummed, slowly sitting up and pushing him down.
"I'd love that..." Bill bit his lip, leaning back onto his elbows. I pecked his lips, placing a hand on his chest. I ran my hand down his chest, slowly coming down to his torso. I lifted his sweater, kissing from his waist down to his v-line. I palmed him, kissing his v-line as I looked up, and made eye contact. He let out small whimpers, moving a hand down to untie the knot on his pajama pants. I hummed and tugged at them, Bill helping as he pushed the pants down. I gripped his cock, tilting my head.
"No boxers?" I pumped his cock slowly, gripping it tight. His mouth went agape, his eyebrows knotting.
"Of course not, " He said with a shaky moan, feeling the cold whipped cream onto his tip. I bit my lip, kitty licking the tip and slowly taking it into my mouth. I hallowed my cheeks, receiving soft moans from him. I slowly took his size, and he repeatedly panted.
"Fuck...Y/n, " Bill rasped. I gagged slightly, feeling his tip hit my throat. I let my tongue glide against the bottom of his cock, hallowing my cheeks as I bobbed my head slowly. My free hand dropped the can and placed my hand on his thigh. He let out a long string of moans, throwing his head back. My eyes watered as I continued, massaging his balls. "You're...so good...fuck. Good girl, " He said almost breathless. I pulled off with a pop, breathing heavily. I gripped his cock again, pumping it as I kissed the tip. He looked down at me, breathing heavily as his chest caved. Bill sat up, holding my face to pull me up. He kissed my lips hungrily, moving a hand down into my pants. He rubbed my clit, rubbing his thumb on my cheek. "You're already so wet, " He smirked against my lips, hand slipping into my panties. My breath hitched, feeling his fingers glide over my folds with the slick. He inserted two fingers into my pussy, moving his other hand down to the slide of my neck.
"Bill..." I quietly mewled. He pumped his fingers slowly at first, humming.
"Let me make you feel good, " He whispered and quickened his pace, rubbing my clit with his thumb. I clenched my eyes, wrapping my arms around his neck. I squirmed under his touch, letting out needy moans into his ear. He curled his fingers, and I panted. "Here?" Bill curled his fingers into my G-spot, continuing to rub my clit. I nodded, grinding into his hand as I moaned his name almost silent. My mouth agape, and I felt butterflies in my stomach. I trembled against his touch, he slowly removed his hand. "Not yet, " He mockingly frowned, licking his fingertips. He then rubbed them over my lips. I parted my lips, licking his fingers. "Don't you taste so sweet, sweetheart?" He smirked, his other hand pulling out a condom from under the velvet cushion. I sucked on his fingers, whining as he ripped the condom open with his teeth.
"Be patient, my love, " Bill said and rolled the condom down his tip. He moved his hands onto my waist, once he was done, laying me down again. My head laid on a pillow, watching him pull off my pants and panties almost ripping them. He leaned down, kissing my lips gently, and a hand was on my side. He teased his tip against my slicked slit. I whined against his lips, quickly shutting my mouth as I felt his hard length slowly enter me. My mouth hung low and I threw my head back. He held both of my sides as he let out a groan. "Fuck..." He shuttered and entered fully. I moved my hands down to his upper back, looking back up again. "Are you okay?" He breathed out.
I nodded, feeling him slowly thrust. I furrowed my brows, cursing under my breath. His head fell into the crook of my neck, digging his black nails into my hips. The air from his nose tickled my neck, and he moaned into my skin. He slowly quickened the pace, causing me to throw my head back again. Drawn-out moans escaped my lips, Bill kissed my neck to muffle his moans.
"Fuck, Bill!" I shrieked in between high-pitched moans, feeling him pound into me. I arched my back, digging my nails into his back. He sweetly moaned into my ear, lazily raising his face to meet mine.
"Y/n, " He repeated before smashing his lips onto mine. We moaned against each other's lips, I wrapped my legs around his waist. "Fuck, you feel so good, " He grunted, pulling away to flip me over onto all fours. Bill leaned down, a hand going around my neck from behind. He continued to pound into me as I rolled my eyes back.
"Bill!" I cried out, my nails digging into the cushion as I clenched the sofa. "You...fuck..." My mouth stayed agape, nothing coming out of my mouth as it felt too good to even let out a noise.
"What is it? Tell me, my love, " Bill breathed out, gently squeezing my throat around his hand. Skin slapping noises and fire crackling filled the living room, cinnamon still filling our nostrils.
"S...so good, " I choked out, feeling his tip kiss my cervix.
"What's so good, hm?" He kissed my shoulder, still keeping the same pace.
"You!" I croaked out, feeling him pull out and slam back into me.
"Good girl..."
***
I breathed heavily as I laid on my back, feeling him rub my sides. Bill's skin glistened with sweat as he gazed over me.
"You did so good, baby. I'm proud of you, " He pecked my forehead, sliding off the couch. He picked me up bridal style, taking steps towards the stairs. I held onto him, my head laid on his shoulder, and he led us up to the bathroom. He gently laid me into the tub, looking down at me with rosy-flushed cheeks across his porcelain skin. He turned on the faucet, feeling for a warm temperature. "Good?"
"Mhm, " I murmured, he pecked my forehead once more and turned back to the cabinet under the sink. He pulled out some candles, lit them, and set them around the tub. He flickered the lights off, coming back to the tub to turn the faucet off. Bill poured some bath soap in, taking a step in afterward. I sat in between his legs, laying my head on his chest. He kissed my cheek, massaging my sides.
"So...what did you get me for Christmas?" Bill wiggled his eyebrows. I slowly rolled my eyes as my eyelids were hooded.
"Do you wanna...just...open them...when we're done?" I hoarsed. He gave a toothy smile, nodding eagerly.
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