Heeyyyy😍 I like literally missed you
I was kicking mg feet and wondering if you could do smut of bill x male reader
And like reader is a virgin and bill teases him about it and one day when they get drunk at a club bill and reader end up back at bills hotel and yk yk
You can add whatever else u want
Have a good day/night and make sure u get some sleep
I'm bacckkk (again) 🥳
!GIF is not mine!
Warnings: Smut, alcohol, language, very little plot, mentions of drugs, drunk sex, not proofread. (Bit rushed because I'm busy)
(Dom bottom) Bill Kaulitz x (Sub top) Male reader
You were sat at some rando's couch, drunk and high off of your ass. Some glass of booze that was probably yours was knocked over on the table and a lit blunt of weed. You could barely comprehend anything at the moment besides random drunk people and loud music.
Your head leaned back against the cushion, sighing and just letting the affects taking over you. Bill comes over, a stumbling mess as he sits beside you. "No girls yet?" He asked with a chuckle. "No, why?" You hummed. "You're a boring virgin, duh..." "Oh shut up, Bill." You placed a hand over your eyes, he was irritating you and he was well aware of it.
"That girls cute." He pointed at some random girl dancing on the dance floor. "Not my type." You hummed back, getting up from your seat. Bill got up with you, "Where you going?" His words slurred from his obvious drunkness. "Need a place to crash, head's starting to kill me. I'll just call my friend." "I can take you to my hotel room, it'll save you a call." You were a bit surprised, but it really would save you from a long lecture from your friend, so you gave in.
You guys make it to the hotel room, both of you giggling and messing around as you stumble in. You flop back first into the bed, huffing as you hit a comfortable surface and closing your eyes in content.
"M/n, you're like... Never interested in girls. You into guys or something?" His words were still as slurred as they were at the party. "I mean... I guess so. (Male celebrity crush) is hot." "Oh, so you like him too?" Bill giggled before walking into the bathroom.
You were just about to fall asleep until you hear something like a shirt drop. You go to peek your eyes open, but you're quickly shocked by a weight pressing down on you, as if someone straddling your hips. Your eyes open lazily, but soon widen as you realize it was Bill on top of you. "Bill... What the fuck-" "What? You're a virgin... It's a good night to lose a virginity to be honest." Clearly Bill wasn't think to right in the head. "Bill, my head hurts, so no, it's not a good night." He easily pushed that aside and just focussed on you.
He tugged at your shirt, but you let him lift it off of you. You weren't complaining, someone as hot as Bill taking you? Yes please. May not be in the best condition but it's better then nothing.
"Damn, you're hotter in person then my fantasies." Bill let out a drunken chuckle, just letting out his secret and thinking nothing of it. You obviously got a little flustered at his words, cheeks going a red hue. After him getting both of your pants off, (you had to help his drunk ass), you were starting to get needy for his touch and he was easily using it to his advantage.
You were hard and embarrassed to admit it, but it only just made his teasing go further. "Aw, scared? It's not as scary as you think it is." He spoke as he grabbed lube, does he just take it everywhere with him? Even though he was maybe half drunk now, it still gave you some reassurance.
As you were both ready, he grabbed your wrists and put them above your head, the strong grip he had against you pinning your hands to the bed's sheets. He slowly sank down onto you, not even breaking eye contact. As much as he thought he could easily take it, you were a bit bigger then he expected. The feeling made your breath instantly hitch and for your hips to buck a small bit, this feeling was so new to you, but it felt so damn good.
You let out a whine, only receiving an amused look from Bill as he started to move with a small moan. He looked so pretty above you, instinctively you would've grabbed his waist or hips by now, but by his force on your wrists, it gave a sign he wasn't going to let go anytime soon.
Bill set his own slow pace, only for you to whine and beg at him just to have a small amount of mercy and at least speed up. Your wish was his command, making him speed up the pace a little. You raise your hips slightly, but it only made him bottom out. To him, you just hit a spot he didn't even know existed until now.
He started to speed up even more, letting go on your wrists but his hands were placed on your chest instead for his support. "Bill... Fuck- slow down..." You pathetically whined out. "But I thought you wanted it faster?" Bill put on that damn teasing tone that he knew damn well that pissed you off half the time. You could only let out a moan in defeat. You were a virgin, a sensitive one.
He didn't even lose a beat when it came to putting himself down onto you, your hands scrambling and switching between grabbing his thighs and reaching for the sheets. Your head was tossed back, hell, you were to much in a daze to even care if next door heard your moans.
To him, your whimpers were like a song he could play on repeat and never get bored of. Your hands reached up to hook around his shoulders to bring him down close to you, only catching your lips into a, (way messier then intended), make out.
Beyond this point, you were getting that feeling of a coil starting to form that just needed release. You could tell he was feeling the same from the way his hips finally stuttered for the first time, only making him desperate and rock down onto you harder. Your lips move away from his, feeling your back arch as the feeling got more tighter and forceful. You felt as if it was going to snap any second, only for it to do just exactly that.
"AH- FUCK, BILL!"
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Next morning you were the first to wake up in bed, your head just having a war with itself as you awaken. You sat up and saw your clothes on the ground. From the motion of you sitting up, Bill woke up, a somewhat pissed off look on his face. You knew it was because you woke him up.
"Why the hell are you up, it's like..." He looked at the clock. "2 in the afternoon?" You finished his sentence. To you, he looked oblivious. "You usually wear a shirt to bed, don't you?" Did this guy really not know what happened last night? Sure you were hammered but it was an unforgettable experience... It was a bit stupid of him, but it doesn't mean you weren't either.
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I wish I made this longer 😔😔😔, but I got some stuff to do 😒 so eat this up while you can ☺❤