cws ; toxic rls , rough sex , jealous!billy , stoner!reader , bitchy!reader , porn w little-to-no plot , choking , face-slapping , billy is unironically in love w u tho (big denial) , very vocal billy
billy wasn’t an idiot. you guys have been “dating” (if that’s what you can call fucking like animals and insulting each other nonstop) for years. he knew you. and he especially knew when you just came back from seeing your plug — eddie “super senior” munson.
“you reek of weed. it’s two in the afternoon.” he mumbled while sitting on the couch, cigarette between his lips as you walked through the door of his house, family nowhere to be seen.
“okay? you reek of sweat.” you replied, rolling your eyes and sighing before putting your purse down on the table, back facing billy.
his eyes trailed over you, before squinting as he noticed the purple bruise on your neck. “what the fuck?” he whispered before suddenly getting out, loud stomps behind you. “i didn’t fuckin’ leave that on ya.” he added, frowning as he aggressively grabbed the back of your neck.
“a-agh—! yes you did asshole! maybe stop thinking about yourself when we fuck!” you barked out, grabbing his wrist from behind, making him surprisingly let go.
not for long tho, since he slammed you against the wall by the throat, yet not even looking that angry yet.
“that freak of a munson touchin’ you?” he asked as his voice dropped an octave, staring into your eyes. “fuckin’ answer me.” he added, his hand squeezing around your throat.
“w-well, maybe if you f-fucked me correctly, i-i wouldn’t have to beg eddie f-for dick—!” you shouted with a frown while squeezing his wrist, struggling to breathe slightly.
billy laughed higher and higher, looking away while licking his lips. “i know you didn’t just fuckin’ say that to me.” he added, looking down into your eyes with widened ones, smiling widely, veins popping on his forehead.
he grabbed your hair, making you yelp, before dragging you down to his room, and pushing you down on his bed. “i don’t fuck you correctly, huh?” he chuckled, aggressively tossing his shirt off him. “you want a real dick down? okay, i’ll show you.” he added, unbuckling his belt and letting his tight jeans fall down.
he hopped onto the bed, grabbing your thighs and aggressively pulling you towards him, before lifting your skirt and ripping your thighs.
“fucker—! those are my favorites!” you let out angrily, looking down at the gaping hole in your thighs.
“too bad.” he replied, before pushing his boxers down, and already aligning his tip with your entrance. “thought you wanted a real fuck? someone can’t handle some roughness?” he let out with a scoff before slamming his cock deep inside you easily, your slickness from him being rougher giving him easy access.
no matter how many times you’ve taken him, he’s insanely big, and it’s like your pussy can never get accommodated. he’s already bulging through your tiny stomach, your eyes closing shut as you gripped his shoulders.
he didn’t take long before slamming his hips back and forth, his huge balls slamming against your ass, grunts leaving his lips each time his swollen tip hit your cervix. “f-fuckin’ whore, can’t be satisfied with only one dick.” he mumbled before lifting his hand from your waist, and letting it land harshly on your cheek.
billy’s always been rough, always slapped your ass, but he’s never slapped you across the face, and you never knew just how you were into it until now.
“needs me to fuckin’ ruin her to be happy.” he mumbled before slapping you on the other cheek, tears swelling in your eyes while his cock split you in half. “you’re no better than a fuckin’ street slut.”
everytime he bottomed out in you, your vision went white for a second, he was fucking you so damn good, and tears streamed down your cheeks before his hand wrapped around your throat.
“aw, my poor little whore’s cryin’? thought this was what you wanted?” billy laughed, his hand squeezing your throat, and you were already squeezing around his length. “fuck, you do want this. gonna cum? you’re so fuckin’ pathetic.” he let out with a chuckle, his hips slamming down into yours as he choked you to the point your vision went blurry. “you’re gonna cum on my fuckin’ cock, and you’re never ever gonna fuckin’ think about that freak again.” he rasped out as you came hard around him, making billy flash his usual smirk, his grip loosening on your throat. “there she issss, my good fuckin’ slut.”
billy flipped you on your stomach, forcing your arch by aggressively pressing down on your back while his other hand grabbed a handful of your hair. “m’not fuckin’ done with you.”
he slammed his cock deep into you again, making you see stars. “you love this cock, you fuckin’ love it. you love bein’ my bitch.” billy groaned, his hand leaving your back and smacking down on your ass as you dripped down your own thighs and onto the mattress. “makin’ a fucking mess all over me and yet you have the nerve to say i can’t fuck you right, you just wanted my dick huh? you can just fuckin’ ask instead of being a slut.”
he pulled your hair harder, making your head throw back as he pounded into you. “fuck, you love me so much. you fuckin’ love me.” he mumbled, his eyes glued to your wet pussy sucking him in everytime he pulled out, making him slow down his thrust slightly. “l-look at her, shit, s-s’like you can’t get enough of me.” he growled, panting heavily as he slid his cock in and out of you slowly, watching how you swallowed him so deep.
it didn’t take long until his harsh thrust came back, making you cry out loudly. his grip on your hair loosened, making your head fall down against the pillow. he quickly wrapped his arm around your neck, head-locking you as he squeezed his biceps around you.
“f-fuck, tell me you love me. fuckin’ say you need me.” he groaned into your ear, his pelvis slamming against your ass as tears rolled down your cheeks.
“i-i— i-i love y-you billy—!” you cried out, making his cock twitch inside you, a low groan leaving his lips.
“m-m’yea? never gonna fuckin’ look at m-munson again? you’re mine. y-you’re fuckin’ mine. my pussy, my tits, my body, my soul, my fuckin’ girl.” billy rasped out, his thrusts getting sloppier and sloppier.
you came for the second time around him, liquid dripping down the sheets, making him groan loudly. “oooooh y-yea, fuckin’ take it. take me, baby.” he panted out, his cock twitching around you as you squeezed him, overstimulated as he kept pounding into you.
“f-fuck, fuckfuckfuck, y-your pussy fuckin’ loves me!” billy groaned, his arm squeezing around your throat, his thrusts deeper yet slower. “s-shit, i-i love you—!” he growled loudly as his eyes squeezed shut, slamming one last time and cumming deep inside you, his hips bucking up against yours. you came again, squirting all over him, making billy bite his lower lip and snuggle his cock deeper in you. “O-OH f-fuck—! c-can’t fuckin’ stop, c-cummin’—“ he mumbled out, his free hand squeezing your waist as he kept pumping his load inside you, already dripping down both of you.
long minutes of silence filled the room as billy flopped down next to you, both of you panting heavily.
“soooo… you love me?” you mumbled between heavy pants, cockily giggling as you turned your head to the side to face him, still laying on your stomach.