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you’re not real i’m not convinced 🫣
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my stalker | b.e.
billie eilish x fem!reader
context. your stalker isn’t too happy about the police report you’d just filed.
warnings. stalker billie, harsh words, physical struggle
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the drive back from the police station was nerve racking. every turn you took you felt like someone was watching you. like she was watching you. your paranoia had overtaken your life as you watched every step you took, constantly checking your surroundings and double locking the door. you were scared, and she loved it.
the buzz of your phone interrupted your hasty movements to get out of your car. you waited until you had gotten inside, double locking the door of course, before answering.
“hello?” you didn’t recognise the number but you’d assumed it was the guy you met last night at a party. you’d left him your number since he was hitting on you.
“well that wasn’t very nice of you, was it?” her voice was deep, somewhat angry. and it took everything in you not to scream and panic.
“stay the fuck away from me you psycho!” you yelled through the phone, not hanging up though, wanting to hear her response.
“it’s in your best interest to be kinder to me, baby. i’m not here to hurt you.” here. here. here?
“i’m going to call the police if i see you in my garden again.” you peeked out of the window, scanning the bushes.
“oh please, give me more credit.” this time, the voice didn’t come from your phone, it came from behind you and you spun around in a quick movement to dodge her arm that was reaching for you. however, you weren’t quick enough, as her other arm pulled you back towards her. she pushed you against the wall, her hands pinning you in place and her strength defeating you.
“what on earth do you want from me?” you held her eye contact, masking your ever growing fear. she seemed surprised. you couldn’t make out her features completely due to the darkness. her eyes however, were captivating all the same.
“i want you to stop reporting me to the police, it’s annoying.” she pressed into you, pinning your face in place with her hypnotising eyes.
“maybe don’t stalk me.” you suggested and she rolled her eyes.
“you’re scared of me. i can tell.”
“well what did you expect exactly? a hug and a kiss?” it seemed to be that pissing her off more was the strategy you were going with.
“don’t be afraid of me. i’m what you need.” she whispered on your cheek. “i can hear your heart beating. calm down baby.” you squirmed in her arms, trying to fight her grip but she only pushed you back harder. however soft her words were, her actions never matched. her face was still impossibly close to yours as she waited for a response.
“nothing to say?” she commented, teasing you for your sudden silence.
“fuck you.” you moved quickly, catching her by surprise and getting past her grip to reach for your phone. she was quicker however, grabbing it and shoving it in her back pocket.
“what the fuck.. stalker.” you contemplated on what you should call her. she simply chuckled at what you came up with.
“it’s billie.” she clarified her name.
“i don’t care, give me my phone.” she kept her distance, no longer making a move to reach for you.
“come and get it.” she challenged. “don’t be scared.” she added when you made no move to get your phone back.
“just tell me what you want and give me my phone back.” you moved away from her slowly but she just followed, keeping the exact same distance between you no matter how far back you traveled.
“i think you know what i want. and im not about to give you your phone back so that you can wait for your boy toy to text you.” her grin revealed the glistening metal on her teeth, even in the dark.
“how..?” you were at loss for words. a sick feeling rising to your stomach. no matter where you went she’d always know, she’d always be there too.
“hm?” she mocked you, waiting for you to continue.
“just leave me alone.” you pleaded her but she just chuckled.
“but you’re so fun to play with.” her smile was bright but her eyes were dark. she moved closer to you as you backed away but like always, she was much quicker.
“you’re sick.” you shook your head as her hands came up to your face. you didn’t bother stopping the action.
“i feel quite good.” her lips came down to yours, kissing the side of them, but missing them by a millimetre.
“what are you doing?” her hands caressed your neck as she moved her face to look at you.
“i know we’re meant to be.” her words were soft, contrasting most of what had transpired. you felt her hand on your ass for a second longer than it should’ve been. but when she closed the door behind her and you reached inside of your pocket, you found your phone, as if it had been untouched.
as she walked away from your house calmly, a smile was plastered on her face. she knew you’d be thinking about her for the rest of the week. and that’s all she wanted. for now.
part 2
this isn’t meant in a rude way or anything but pls make a masterlist or navigation pls i cba to scroll through your entire page 😩
love your writing though
i swear it’s cominggg im just too lazy
omg, baby, sameeee 🤭🤭
<3
but you didn't say 'hi' back... 😑
hiiiiiii i’m sorryy🩷
now stop making me nervous 😰🫣
hiii <3 you seem so nice so uhh (I wanted to send one of my famous Billie pics too but uhh option not available so just ✨imagine ✨)
i’m kicking my feet and twirling my hair 🤭
please more bsf billie. and more ex billie. i’m starving and i need u to feed me 😰
ex billie will come in due time 🫶
for now here’s this -> is that eilish?
is that eilish? | b.eilish
billie eilish x fem!reader
context. your best friend raves on about the fact your wearing her perfume.
warnings. fluff, flirting, suggestive, short
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“why do you smell so familiar? I’ve been racking my brain all night.” you were leaning on billie’s shoulder, watching tv with her, on her couch. your hair was draped over her body so it wasn’t a shock she’d been able to smell your perfume. you couldn’t help but smile a little.
“what?” she asked when all you did was look at her grinning.
“nothing.” you lifted your shoulders.
“babe, tell me.” the nickname your best friend used so often pinched your cheeks, in this moment, making them flush.
“tell you what?” you tilted your head and she hit your face with a pillow, anything but softly.
“what perfume are you wearing? why is it such a big deal?” she was confused and it showed.
“it’s not, i don’t know why you wanna know so bad.” she sat up, her intrigue now eating at her.
“because you’re clearly embarrassed.” you laughed and she hit you with the same pillow again.
“no i’m not!” you protested as she lunged for you, causing you to fall backwards as she lay on top of you. she brought her face to your exposed neck, her breaths tickling your skin as she took in your scent.
“billie? what the fuck are you doing?” you laughed simply as her face was still buried in your neck, trying to figure out what you were wearing.
“is that eilish?” her face was in front of yours in seconds as she questioned you. her eyes were searching yours. and when you didn’t speak, she raised her eyebrows. her hands were still on your hips, she used them to balance herself on top of you. her hair dangled near your skin and you could feel every move she was making.
“oh my god it is!” she came closer to your face, searching for answers.
“so what if it is?” she stumbled a bit, not quite having built a response.
“i don’t know, it’s just unexpected.” she was smirking down at you, her eyes speaking the words she wouldn’t dare to.
“why?” it was a question she wouldn’t answer truthfully, but her answer was in her gaze.
“you’re wearing my perfume!” she looked away in disbelief, enjoying it immensely however.
“does it turn you on?” you meant it as a joke, and she knew that. though her response was anything but.
“you know it does, babe.” her smile didn’t falter and you found it hard to keep up with. her hands traveled to your waist as she let your words catch up to you.
“why do you think i wore it?” when your best friends mouth fell open in a groan, an attempt to control herself, you thought you’d pass out. she looked down at you, licking her teeth. she looked like she wanted to eat you. but you were totally okay with it. naturally.
stop it right now there will be no dia x reader stories !!!
!!!!!!
aw why noooott? 🥺
did you break up with him? | b.eilish
billie eilish x fem!reader
context. you cheated on your boyfriend with billie, so she asks you to break up with him. when you see her at an event, she comes to see if you’ve fulfilled your promise.
warnings. smut kinda, fingering, harsh words/ degrading, mean billie.
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“there you are, pretty.” billies voice interrupted your conversation with your boyfriend. your cheeks burned up at the sound of her voice. you excused yourself from the conversation and he merely smiled and walked away, not a clue in the world.
“billie.” you said directly, no real point to the greeting.
“have you been avoiding me?” she came closer to you, resting an arm on the high table. her eyes doing the flirting for her.
“no? it’s not really socially acceptable to go up to your ex at an event your attending with your boyfriend.” she just smiled at your defence, invalidating it without having to speak.
“an ex your fucking, might i add.” she said this so openly that you scolded her, though her smile never faltered.
“ashamed?” she asked, the tone condescending.
“no.” her eyebrows lifted slightly at the response before the surprise left her face.
“good. at least one things changed.” she pulled you by the arm, forcing you to follow her wherever she was heading.
“billie.” the protest came out hushed, not wanting to catch attention or cause a stir.
“shut up.” she weaved her way through the tables, glaring at anyone who looked puzzled at your weak struggles.
“god would you stop moving.” you’d arrived in the girls bathroom and she’d pushed you into an empty stall, not checking to see if you were alone. she didn’t care.
“what the fuck billie?” you questioned her actions but she rolled her eyes before forcefully kissing you. she held the back of your head so that it wouldn’t press to hard against the wall while she basically sucked your lips off. there was nothing sweet about the kiss, nothing sweet about her grip on your hips. it was all rough and aggressive. out of either anger or frustration, you couldn’t exactly decipher it.
“you don’t learn, baby.” she shook her head softly, biting her lip while staring you down. your hair was already disheveled, and your lip gloss smudged. she spun you around and brought her body to yours, her firm grip on your head pushing your cheek into the wall.
“billie.” it was an empty cry, meant to achieve nothing.
“cry all you want, you’ll take what i give you.” her hand bunched up your dress so that it rested on your hips, exposing your underwear. her fingers traced circles around your covered entrance, but the fabric was so thin it drove you wild. you arched your back as her hands left your head, moving to your neck.
“so wet, baby.” she remarked as her fingers dipped past your underwear to find you practically dripping for her. she pinched your clit without warning, then moved her fingers to your entrance, circling it. you moaned louder than you’d wanted to and she squeezed your neck.
“be fucking quiet, you don’t want someone running over to your boyfriend. tell him who’s fucking you in the bathroom huh?” you were about to form words but her two fingers dove into you, stretching you out.
“such a slut, you should be ashamed.” her words were aggressive but it did nothing to lessen the growing knot in your stomach. one ready to come undone any minute.
her fingers took residence in your mouth, in attempt to quieten your whimpers. her body kept you flush against the wall of the bathroom stall, her fingers plunged deep into your wet cunt keeping you defenceless. drool started to pool out of your mouth but you couldn’t stop it, her fingers going deeper, brushing against the back of your throat making you gag.
“when you break up with him it’ll be my dick your gagging on and drooling for, baby.”
“did you break up with him?” she asked, referring to your boyfriend who she’d seen you with earlier tonight. it was an answer she obviously knew, but she wanted it to come from you. your muffled cries didn’t seem to provide an answer.
“hm? tell me.” her fingers were still deep in your mouth, contradicting her words. it took every ounce of strength in you to shake your head as she made a sound of disapproval. your walls were clenching around her fingers but she just kept curling them in all the right ways. you couldn’t think straight.
“didn’t think so.” her hand left your mouth and it took you a while to process what had happened, your mind in such a haze it couldn’t comprehend. but you weren’t bouncing on her fingers anymore. in fact, when you turned to look at billie, she was sucking your wetness off them, reminding you of your denied orgasm.
“billie, what the fuck?” you whined, you stared at you, her face void of emotion but her eyes dark and daunting. her fingers left her mouth with a pop as she poked the inside of her cheek with her tongue.
“hm?” her tone was innocent, as if unaware of the problem.
“you can’t leave me hanging!” you whined desperately while she silently revelled in it.
“you’re not my girl anymore, it’s not my problem. go ask your boyfriend to finish the job, i bet he can’t.” she shrugged her shoulders and unlocked the door to the bathroom stall. you were left utterly speechless.
“call me when you break up with him.”
part 3
hey love, how have you been doing recently? up to anything new? also look at the fucking numbers on your posts dude, so proud of you🫶🏾
your validation literally makes my day 🩷
bro uni is hella scary icl, writing on here is my little safe space tho tysm for your support 😚
Slut billie slut billie slut billie 🙏
Like she’s fucking others girls 24/7 but a totalllll flirt and idk sub billie wld be nice but I don’t mind cause nobody wants to write that lowk
Thank you lili
tell me you think of me
i hope this is what u meant, hella out of my comfort zone 🤷♀️
tell me you think of me | b.eilish
billie eilish x fem!reader
context. you’re fed up of billie bringing home different girls every night. that’s until one night when you overhear something of interest in one of her one night stands.
warnings. smut, forced sub!billie, degrading, fingering, oral, harsh words,
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your roommate, billie eilish, was very active to say the least. you’d been frustrated recently as she’s been bringing home different women every week. her sex drive was fucking crazy. and it wouldn’t bother you if they were a little quieter. but you were certain the entire neighbourhood could hear what was going on.
“you’re up late.” she commented as she walked into the kitchen where you were drinking some tea.
“so are you.” you retorted, it came off more aggressive than you’d intended.
“fair point.” she raised her eyebrows swiftly as she turned around and opened the fridge to get some water. you stayed silent, waiting for her to speak, but she didn’t.
“shouldn’t you be getting back to the girl.” you said, in a somewhat mocking tone.
“what? you jealous?” she smirked, her eyes giving you that same look she always did when she was flirting.
“of how many bitches you’re getting? yeah lowkey.” you chuckled, knowing that wasn’t what she meant.
“i meant that you’re not one of them.” she clarified, taking a sip of her water.
“i bet you think of me when you’re with them.” she grinned at the comment before taking another sip.
“hm, i wouldn’t need to if you’d become one of them.” she repeated and smiled cheekily, knowing she’d insinuated that she does think of you.
“i’d never be one of your bitches. you wouldn’t want me as one either.” you scoffed, shaking your head.
“no? i think i would.” she continued this ruse.
“well stop trying to fuck me and go fuck her, it’s what your best at.” she laughed.
“ok ma’am.” she saluted you as she disappeared into her bedroom and you rolled your eyes. you got up from the chair and headed towards your room which was next to hers, in the hopes that they’d go to sleep now.
however, they obviously weren’t tired. pretty much two minutes into your slumber they were already going at it. you groaned into your pillow. as you lifted your head, prepared to put both of your pillows on either side, something caught your ear.
you chalked it up to delusion and tiredness and brushed it off. what was even weirder was the sudden silence after it. and then, the room erupted into shouts of god knows what, you heard billies bedroom door open and slam shut, and then open and slam shut again. they’d moved into the living room.
you decided to get out of bed to see what the commotion was about, and somewhat to confirm your supposed delusions. so you opened your bedroom door and you saw a blonde girl, who’s eyes widened at the sight of you.
“is that her?” she seethed as you looked at billie, confused as ever. she avoided eye contact with you, however. “is that the girl who’s name you moaned while fucking me? she doesn’t even look anything like me.” she was borderline screaming now. and your mouth nearly fell open in shock of her confession.
“sarah, calm down.” billie said trying to move closer to her. the girl raised her eyebrows as she chuckled.
“wow, they really were right about you. you’re a fucking bitch.” she said to billie and your mind told you she deserved it, although your heart ached for her. however it didn’t seem to affect her that much. “my name is vicki, but close.” the blonde shook her head as she stormed out.
“wow bils, that was a joke, i didn’t think you were serious about thinking of me.” she glared at you, tongue poking her cheek.
“shut up, it just slipped out.” she held her head in her hands as she let out a sigh. she looked up at you, as if expecting you to say something. “is that it?” she asked.
“is what it?” you asked confused.
“i really thought you’d tease me more.” she seemed releaved that she wouldn’t have to relive the experience.
“it’s gone to my head already, my ego is soaring so high i don’t even need to tease you.”
“all that just ‘cause i moaned your name in bed with that bitch. seems like you enjoyed it a little too much.” she was testing you and you liked where it was going.
“well it seems like thinking about me is the only way for you to truly get off, so imagine what the real deal would feel like.” you moved closer to her, as she stayed silent, obviously not expecting you to snap back. “too bad you’re too busy fucking those other girls.” you turned away, intending to go back to your room but billie grabbed your arm pulling you back.
“wait.” she said simply, as if she didn’t know what to say to get what she wanted.
“hm?” you cocked your head to the side, mocking her flustered state, it wasn’t like her to act like this. it was surely the embarrassment radiating off of her which was messing with her confidence. “well if you don’t tell me what you want i can’t help you.” you shrugged, giving her the chance to speak up. and you were fucking delighted when she did.
“i want you.” you couldn’t believe what you were hearing, you needed to hear it again.
“sorry, what?” you almost laughed and she glared at you, signalling she wasn’t going to say it again.
“please don’t make me say it again.” she was so cute like this, you couldn’t help but give in and kiss her. feeling her lips for the first time. and it felt good, better than you thought. the idea of kissing her had always repelled you due to the amount of mouths she’d kissed before. but now that you were one of them, you were thankful for the experience she had. she was a good fucking kisser.
immediately she tried opening your mouth and dominating as she gripped your shoulders harshly. but you quickly denied her, your hands guiding her hips to the nearest wall as you pushed her against it. she didn’t feel as big now that she was trapped within you.
“fuck.” she moaned between kisses as she beckoned you towards her room. you pulled away immediately.
“i’m not fucking you on those nasty sheets.” she chuckled as you raised an eyebrow smiling softly before you lead her to your room instead. taking off her shirt she’d lazily thrown on. she was left in her underwear, obviously a rushed attempt to get dressed. she grabbed your hips, still fighting for dominance as she forced you onto the bed, taking your own shirt off. she didn’t get far though before you flipped her over and she protested.
“i’m not going to let you fuck me like one of your whores. I know my worth bils.” you said harshly as your knee met her clothed clit and your lips met her neck. she let out a few gasps she hadn’t intended to and you were eager to pull some more from her. your hand traveled down to her pussy while your lips never left her chest.
“mm, fuck.” billie let out as you swiped your fingers gently over her panties. you looked up at her and she was biting her lip to keep herself quiet. not ready to give up that part of herself yet. you weren’t thrilled with that so you dipped one of your fingers in and she gasped.
“god your so wet billie. was that for me or for her?” you asked. as her eyes met yours, they were dark and angry. it was a sight for sore eyes as she squirmed underneath you, clearly uncomfortable but craving it all the more.
“you baby, all for you baby.” she said insincerely, as if she was mocking you.
“fine be a bitch then.” you kept your one finger deep inside her hole but didn’t move it. she whined as she tried to ride your finger. you laughed at her desperation.
“huh, if only all your bitches could see you like this, riding my finger in desperation.” she whimpered. she fucking whimpered.
“what was that?” you asked her and she huffed in defeat.
“for fucks sake just move your goddamn finger.” she exclaimed, so you complied by pulling it out, attempting to stifle the grin on your face.
“hm?” was all you said to her whines of discontent.
“come on, stop teasing.” she said finally, looking into your eyes. you couldn’t say no to her. she was so gorgeous.
“what do you want then?” you asked, once again. out of adoration though, genuinely wanting to give her anything she asked for. she made you so weak.
“please just fuck me.” as soon as she said the words it felt like war was over. you added a second finger and used them to spread her hole, only curling them slightly when you reached the deepest point. her head fell back on the pillow as she moaned your name, for real this time. and it sounded incredible.
“i told you moaning my name like this would feel better, bils.” you kissed her cheek softly, contrasting to the ever growing pace of your thrusts into her pussy. she cried at your words as you played with her clit, using your index and thumb. the noises coming out of her could’ve made you cum just like that.
“your such a fucking slut, billie.” she whined, taking your words in. “fucking all those girls, i’m the only one that counts though, right?” she nodded when you added pressure to her clit. you felt her tightening around you. you were so turned on.
“tell me you think of me when you fuck them.” you breathed, your heart picking up the pace as her thighs squeezed your wrist.
“tell me, bils” you repeated when she didn’t reply, and when all you got were some pathetic nods and breathy gasps, you pulled your fingers out of her.
“what the fuck.” she whined, slowly coming down before looking you in the eyes as you spoke again. “i need to hear you say it baby.” you smirked as she rolled her eyes.
“yes, i think of you, i can’t get off if i don’t. every single girl i’ve fucked in that room, i’ve pretended was you. is that what you want to hear you fucking narcissist.” she spat, but all you could do was smile. you’re fingers returned to her clit, however in a different way than before. they were now spreading her lips open so that you could access her pussy with your mouth.
“fuck.” she breathed as you sucked her clit harshly, and lapped at all the juices that had collected. you couldn’t help moaning at the taste of her. your tongue continued your attack on her clit as she tugged on your hair, causing you to moan again. the feeling of her heat in your face and her hands in your hair was too much. she began to ride your tongue as it darted in and out of her hole.
“oh my god.” she moaned as her thighs squeezed your head and her hands became desperate, tugging on your hair aimlessly. you replaced your tongue with your fingers, bringing your lips to her clit to suck it at the same time. she cried out as she clenched around your fingers, releasing. it felt so good to feel her tightening around you.
“you’re so pretty when you behave.” you breathed, bringing your mouth up to kiss her. it was a sweet kiss.
“holy fuck.” she gasped, her baby hairs sticking to the sides of her face and her eyes glossy. she looked so fucking hot underneath you.
“what?” you smiled down at her.
“that was so fucking hot.” she admitted looking up at you. “you’re too good at that.” she said making you laugh out of pride.
“don’t bring up the suggestion of me being one of your bitches ever again.” you said quietly. she smiled.
“look, i’m sorry for being such a dick. i was just so frustrated that you kept rejecting me.” she said honestly.
“i thought all you wanted was a quick fuck.” you replied defensively.
“yeah i did make it seem that way didn’t i.” you nodded when she said this.
“let me grab a towel to clean you up.” you said after a moment of silence, getting up from the bed and heading to the bathroom before returning with a warm towel.
“thank you.” she smiled sweetly, and you couldn’t believe this was the same billie from an hour ago. you kissed her cheek tenderly, savouring the moment.
Break up with him was soo good!!! Do you plano on making a sequel? Also, what os your wattapad?? Need tô read more of your stuff
i don’t have a wattpad sorry 💔
i can lowkey write a sequel though, in the near future x
can i suck it? | b.eilish
billie eilish x fem!reader
context. your best friend, billie, wants to take a look at your new nipple piercing. so you let her..
warnings. smut, praising, degrading?, flirting, oral, hella teasing.
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“oh my god did it hurt?” billie was questioning you, as you’d just walked through the door, back from the piercing studio. she was sitting on one of the stools beside her kitchen counter.
“of course it did, idiot.” she rolled her eyes at your response. “well what did you expect?” you chuckled but she ignored the question.
“like on a scale from one to ten though.” she wasn’t looking at you, she was staring at your clothed tits. it was as if she thought the harder she stared, the more likely she was to be able to see through your shirt.
“like a seven out of ten, cause it was super fast.” you answered her question and she tore her eyes away from your tits, trying to focus on you words.
“what?” she asked, not having been paying attention to what you were saying.
“i said the pain was a seven out of ten.” you repeated, biting your inner lip as she tried not to look at your cleavage again.
“oh right, does it still hurt?” she asked, giving herself an excuse to look down at where your top started. you nodded but she didn’t seem to care. this made you chuckle again.
“do you want to see it?” the question came out too fast for you to think rationally.
“what?” her eyes were wide, her expression almost confused before she read your own.
“do you want to see my nipple piercing?” you blushed at the realisation of what you were asking her.
“fuck yeah.” she grinned, licking her teeth.
“okay.” you replied, pulling your shirt off, since you’d just been pierced, you weren’t wearing a bra. your breasts were now fully exposed in front of your best friend. and she was staring at the right one, the two dainty balls of metal seeming to hypnotise her. she didn’t say anything, but kept staring.
“well? what do you think?” you asked finally.
“it’s hot.” she said, reaching out to touch the metal on your nipple as her fingers ghosted over the skin of your breast. the small touch made you suck in a breath as she proceeded to softly touch the piercing. she looked up at you, her hand still on your nipple, reminding you of her touch. her lips pulled up to one side when she saw your reaction to her touch.
“so does it still hurt?” she asked again, almost a whisper, looking back down, now playing with it. she was practically drooling at the sight. mesmerised and unable to look away.
“a little.” you replied but it was more of a breath. your best friend was getting a little too comfortable with your tits. you didn’t mind it. but it still came as a shock when you felt her thumb swipe across your already hard nipple.
“billie.” you breathed silently.
“fuck, sorry. i got carried away.” her thumb left your nipple immediately, the loss of contact making you shiver.
“no it was, I-” you fumbled your words, trying to recover from what had just happened as she looked at you hesitantly.
“what?” she questioned after a short silence. a smile returned to your lips when you built up the courage to tell her what you wanted.
“i liked it.” her eyebrows raised slightly as you looked down at her. your breaths hot and desperate. you’d tell her anything to feel her warmth on your body again, even so small of a touch.
“yeah?” she licked her bottom lip as she eyed you. returning her hand to your breast. you nodded as she brought her wet lips to your skin.
“fuck bils,” you gasped when she bit down on the skin next to the piercing. quickly her tongue swiped across your nipple, pulling out a moan. her lips traveled away from your cleavage, and up your neck. the more she kissed you, the more you felt it down in your heat.
“you’re so fucking gorgeous, my girl.” she said before coming up to your face, lifting herself off the stool so that she was now an inch taller than you.
“your girl?” you asked quietly, looking at her eyes, although they were looking elsewhere, down at your plump lips.
“just go with it, pretty.” her lips finally landed on your own, after too long of them being everywhere else. you kissed her as she brought her hands back to your tits, being cautious with the right one. she backed you against the door of her bedroom, while fiddling with the handle and opening it. your lips only parted when you fell gently onto her bed. she removed her own shirt before coming down to kiss you again.
“baby?” the term of endearment new to you, however you answered.
“hm?” you replied.
“can i suck it?” she pleaded. and you laughed softly.
“as much as i’d like you to, you’ll have to wait a week, it’s still sensitive.” you told her and she nodded in understanding, however obviously disappointed.
“okay.” she said before closing her mouth around the other one. the shock of her actions making you moan louder than you’d wanted to. she smiled as she sucked your bare nipple, while playing with the pierced one.
“billie? do we need to talk about the fact your sucking my tits?” your breath was shaky, but she stopped her actions at your words. and you regretted them quickly.
“is it a problem?” she smirked, replaying your previous moans in her mind. you shook your head. “do you want me to continue?” she asked, her voice now sultry.
“yes.” you admitted as her lips attached to your nipple again, this time biting on the flesh as she had done back in the kitchen. one of your hands went to her hair as she continued her abuse on your left tit. it felt like she wanted to devour them.
“billie.” you moaned again as she her warm breath tickled your wet skin. she looked up at you, her eyes dark and her lips swollen. it was a fucking sight. your head fell back onto the pillow as you felt your heat tingle at the lack of friction. she brought her mouth back up to yours, licking your lip as she entered your mouth. her tongue was warm on your own, but her hands were cold on the skin of your stomach.
“fuck, we should’ve done this sooner.” she whispered on your lips as you smiled in agreement. her hands traveled further down your stomach, as she slowly undid the zip of your jeans.
“may i?” she asked, pulling slightly on the waist, indicating she wanted them off.
“yeah.” you told her, as you felt her soft hands pull the fabric off of you.
“god you’re so hot, baby.” she stared at your body, then moving her gaze to your flushed face. “been dreaming of this for too long.” she whispered on your neck as her hands toyed with your panties.
“yeah?” you asked. she quickly nodded, licking a previous spot she had kissed. “me too.” you added and she came back up to your face poking her cheek with her tongue as she looked down at you. it nearly made you explode.
“tell me about those dreams.” she challenged. her hands were now teasing your thighs, as she traced patterns on them. you hesitated for a moment, but you were so consumed with her touch you’d do anything to feel it forever.
“you would kiss me, everywhere, except for where i needed you most. but i begged, and you gave me what i wanted. because you always would.” she raised her eyebrow at your response, not expecting something so blunt.
“and what do you want?” she asked, holding back her own groans at your filthy words.
“your mouth on my pussy, sucking my clit instead of my tits.” she slowly tilted her head back, not knowing how to digest what you’d just asked of her. your best friend.
“fuck, baby. i’ll give you anything you want.” she breathed before nearly ripping off your panties, they were gone in seconds. when she dove her fingers through your folds, you gasped at the sudden sensation, gripping the sheets slightly as she played with your wetness.
“who’s got you this wet, pretty girl.” she teased, lowering herself until she was kissing the skin above your heat. “hm?” she repeated, waiting for an answer.
“you.” it was breathy, but she accepted it. and when her lips wrapped around your clit, your hands flew to her hair.
“fuck.” you whimpered as she continued sucking and licking. she was avoiding your hole, knowing it would mean you’d grow frustrated. and soon, you did. whining her name and pleading for her to do more.
“i thought this was what you wanted?” her grin was filthy as you whined again. “there’s no use in saying my name, wether it’s a whine, a moan, or even a scream. you’ve got to tell me what you want baby.” her words did nothing to help you form a sentence in your mind. you couldn’t think straight with her breath on your cunt.
“i haven’t even fucked you yet and you can’t seem to speak. is that what you want me to do?” she asked, mocking you slightly but lovingly all the same. you nodded, hoping she’d let you off easy.
“i need to hear you say it.” she moved away completely from your heat, and she came up to look at your face.
“please billie.” you were breathing quickly.
“please what?” she was biting her lip. as if she’d burst if the words came out of your mouth. her hands were rubbing your thighs again, as she placed a kiss on the corner of your lips.
“please fuck me with your tongue.”
“you’re so pretty when you beg for me. am i living up to your dreams?” you nodded and she chuckled. “you’re exceeding mine.” she whispered before dipping her head back down to your heat, and immediately running her tongue through your folds again. she didn’t waste any time when darting her tongue into your hole, gripping your thighs as they squeezed her head. she moaned at the taste of your arousal and spread your lips further with two fingers. you couldn’t hold in your moans and she was loving it. it urged her to go faster, and harder, just to hear you moan her name louder and louder. over and over again. she’d never heard her name sound so good, and it turned her on more than she’d admit.
“mh.” she groaned as you clenched around her tongue, pulling at her hair while she ate you out. she was feral for you, for your taste. and she ate you out as if she was starved. when you finally came into her mouth, she licked you clean. despite your whines of sensitivity.
“fuck billie.” you said, out of breath.
“you looked so goddamn good, when you came on my tongue.” this made you laugh softly, your cheeks flushed as she wrapped her arms around your naked body.
“i’m going to remind you in a week, when i can finally suck your tittie.” she said jokingly but you knew she was dead serious. you laughed however, warmth flooding your body as you nuzzled further into her.
note: can you tell i have a thing for best friend billie. also, thought you’d like to know where i got the inspo for this:
backstage
billie fucking you before her interview
BASED OFF these pics fr cause I mean uhm cmon🙏
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"how long until you go on?", you rubbed her arm. billie was standing over her dresser, fixing her lip gloss in the mirror. "like, ten twenty minutes?", she turned to face you tilting her head. "nervous?", you asked walking over to the small sofa in the room with billie following behind you. as you sat down, you watched how her clothes flowed over her figure, the loose tshirt masking her perfect features that only you got to see. she smiled sitting down next to you, resting her hand on your leg.
"not really, ive got more to do later", she sighed stroking your skin. "you're so soft", she smiled looking at you, flashing you that smile that made you crumble. she pulled your leg up higher on her thigh, causing you to fall lower into the sofa as your legs lay on hers. her eyes fixed on yours, her lips pouty, her hands rubbing against you. it wasnt until you felt something hard against your leg that you broke eye contact.
"fuck, what is that?", you said moving forward to feel where it met your leg. "what's what?", billie replied confused. "that thing digging into me, are you wearing a belt?", your eyes squinted. billies face went red as she bit her lip. "uh, no", she whispered almost reluctantly. the tone of her voice made you even more curious. you moved your legs off her and sat up, scanning over her body. starting with her flustered face, you daringly moved your eyes lower and lower until you saw it. the way she was manspreading outlined it perfectly. eyes darting back to hers, you were now equally as red as her.
"bils, dont tell me youre-", "I am", her voice now low. you stared at her, half confused half turned on. she looked so fucking hot, the way she was sitting wasnt doing you any favours. growing needy, you moved closer to her. her breathing evidently increasing, she pulled your arm making your upper body fall onto her lap. "I wanna use it on you", she groaned before kissing you. your body was burning, getting wetter by the second. "right now?", you moaned through cracks in the kiss. "mhm", she hummed. "dont you need to go soon?", your words breathless as you positioned yourself ontop of her, feeling her hands trace along your waist. "ill be quick", she smiled into you before pulling away.
the devilish smirk she flashed you was all you needed to break before billie pushed you off the sofa and into the wall. her body pressed against your back, soft whimpers vibrating along your skin as she pulled your underwear down. it all made sense now why she asked you to wear a skirt earlier. easier access. face pressed against the wall, billies hand came around your hip as she aligned herself.
"youre already so fucking wet", she groaned running her finger along your pussy before tightening her grip. "makes me wish we had more time". her fucking raspy voice made your knees weak, letting out a quiet moan at the pure desire she showed. "fuckk", you both whined simultaneously as she slowly pushed inside you, pulling you flat against her. the sounds of her moans, mixed with how wet you were was like music to her as she began thrusting into you. your hands felt up the wall, searching for anything to grab on to. billies pace was deafening, she hit all the right places, as if she was made for you.
her thrust got harder causing pained moans to echo out of you, bouncing off the walls. you couldnt see her, but you knew she was giving you that fucking cocky smile she did when she knew she was giving it you good. "you like that?", she teased, weaving her hand in your hair pulling you up into her. the warmth of her body dissolved against you as her arm wrapped tightly around your waist, holding you in place. the way she was fucking into you had you throbbing, trapping desperate whimpers in your throat. "answer me" she whispered in your ear causing your eyes to flicker.
"fuck billie, d-dont stop", you cried as she bucked up into you. "tell me how good it feels love, you can do it", she taunted increasing her pace. she knew your body too well, she knew you were aching to let out your moans, knew you were getting close, knew you were desperate to cum all over her. dry, broken rasps of her name were all you could reply with, letting the way your body broke for her speak for you. keeping one hand around your waist, the other ran its way up your body before it met your neck. her fingers traced the veins pulsing out before sinking her teeth into you.
"oh my god bil-", you choked on your words. "faster, please", eyes glossy as you chased your high. her lips sucked hard on your skin before tightening her grip around your neck, fucking into you desperately. "like this?, god youre so tight", she whimpered. you couldn't reply. you couldn't think. all that was clear was the tension about to snap inside you. her fingers moved up to your mouth, forcing you to suck on them as your girlfriend brought you closer and closer to breaking. moans stifled by her hand, there was a knock at the door.
"fuck", she groaned. "yeah?". "are you ready?, we need you out now", the voice replied. billie didnt stop fucking you. in fact, she went harder, pressing her hand around your mouth to shut you up. "just a minute, im coming", she laughed as the footsteps trailed off. "you hear that pretty girl?, I need you to cum no-", she stopped, slowing her pace. she hadn't realised that youd already cum.
as she pulled out of you, your body shook. her arm still around you, she turned you around to face her, eyes meeting your fucked out expression. "I needed that so bad", you said pulling her into a fulfilled kiss. she smiled contentedly about to respond before another knock at the door, this time more urgent.
"billie, we need to go", they called out. billie dropped her head before kissing you softly on the cheek and walked towards her dresser to get tissues. "be out in a sec", she said cleaning herself off. she didnt have time to properly sort herself out and so just pulled her shorts up. "won't people see?", you asked catching your breath. "maybe, theyre baggy enough that it should hide it", she smiled. "besides, ill just say its my aquaphor", she laughed, pulling you into her. as she opened the door to leave, you couldn't help the thoughts racing around knowing she going to be wearing it the whole interview.
it wasnt a surprise when you saw the photos of her later, strap clearly visible. you read the comments laughing at how she was right, people actually did think it was just her aquaphor. you were just about to text her when the notification came through saying 'I told you ;)".
now why would you put in ur au note if ur story was shitty? now you know you ate with it from the prompt to the delivery and your writing was incredible. i loved it, keep going💗
bro it’s intimidating as hell writing on here mb i have to add the self doubt just in case 😭
love you for this it made me smile 🩷
break up with him | b.eilish
billie eilish x fem!reader
context. you and billie are broken up. but despite your new relationship, when you meet at a party, the feelings you both swore were gone, seem to resurface.
warnings. suggestive, arguing, mentions of alcohol, cheating (with billie)
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your hand flew to your face in a weak effort to block the rays of sun, tempting you to wake up. you shifted your body and tried to lift your head but it started pounding violently, reminding you of the events that had transpired the night before. trying to roll out of bed proved to be useless, as you became conscious of an arm holding you back from doing so. you looked down to see billie's hand holding your bare tit. you’d recognise her rings anywhere. and her other hand, littered with fairies, was draped over your naked stomach. you silently cursed yourself. you’d been here before, it wasn’t new.
"what the fuck." you whispered and she stirred. you carefully lifted her hand from your breast, the loss of contact evident in the cool morning air, and you slowly got out of bed. you quickly found your shirt and jeans on the ground along with your bra. you found the bathroom, quickly heading to the sink to splash your face with water and put your clothes back on, not allowing yourself to give the reason they were off, a second of your thoughts.
"i have to admit, you’re exactly who i expected to see." billie said, groggily, as you walked out of the bathroom, she was covering herself with the sheets, her clothes bunched up on the floor next to her. you were really hoping she would've still been sleeping.
"uh, yeah. here we are again." you held your forehead in your hand as you tried to fight the incoming headache.
"you can’t seem to keep away from me, can you?" she grinned at you and you crossed your arms.
"this isn't funny bils, you're enjoying this?"
"a little. you can't tell me you didn't." she admitted still smirking.
"fortunately I don't seem to have vivid memories of the experience." you huffed, gathering some of the things that had spilt out of your bag when you’d dumped it on the floor.
"fortunately? that's an exaggeration, I can remind you." she smiled, widening her eyes, her finger tracing the skin on your shoulder.
"billie, I can't do this with you." you stepped away from her, regaining your self control.
"well your drunk self seems to think otherwise." she got up not bothering to keep covering herself as she picked up her clothes. when you turned away she spoke again. "come on, it's nothing you haven't seen before." your predicament was obviously amusing to her. you shuffled through your jeans and in the sheets looking for your phone.
"your boyfriend called," billie, now fully dressed, held up your phone which she'd found on the floor, "eight times." she swung your phone in her hand and you took it from her checking through it to see eight missed calls from your boyfriend, who you’d forgotten about until this very moment.
"fuck, fuck, fuck. why didn't you stop us if you knew I'm in a relationship?" you raised your voice slightly.
"don't come blaming me, i was drunk too." she raised her hands up in defense.
“fuck.” you repeated.
"hey, it's okay," she held your face as your brain caught up to heart, which was racing violently. "calm down, angel." she whispered sweetly.
"no it's not okay bils i don't cheat, i'm not a cheater.” she stopped herself from laughing but a silent giggle slipped out.
“cut the crap. this is what? the third time you’ve woken up here with the same reaction?”
“i’m in a relationship, get over it. i'm sorry if I got your hopes up, don't call me." you grabbed your bag from the foot of the bed and exited the room.
"wait" she called, and it took all of your strength to ignore it and close the bedroom door behind you. as you crossed the hall you figured out you were in billie’s house, it hadn’t changed much since you were last here. but before you could leave, billies arm pulled you back into the room you’d woken up in.
“we’re not done talking.” she said sternly, before closing the door again. locking it so that you couldn’t escape without her stopping you.
“i’m quite done. we broke up billie, months ago.” you told her, trying to loosen the grip she had on your arms, but to no avail.
“it sure didn’t take you long to move on.” she spat back, matching your own attitude to the situation. her face moving impossibly closer to yours.
“don’t do that.” you looked away from her, considering it a low blow.
“don’t do what? tell you the truth? you need a fucking wake up call. you can’t keep avoiding your feelings.” you were silenced, not knowing how to clap back at her argument. she took your cheeks in her hands when you didn’t answer, forcing you to look at her.
“don’t tell me last night was just a drunken mistake to you.” there was an undertone of hurt in her voice.
“it was.” you replied, lying through your teeth.
“i don’t believe you.” she challenged.
“believe what you want.” it was a shitty response. a non answer to a statement you didn’t want to face.
“you wouldn’t do it again if it was just a mistake.”
“believe what you want.” you repeated and she clicked her tongue, shaking her head in disbelief.
“do you regret it?” she asked, hesitant.
“yes.” her demeanour changed as she contemplated whether she believed you or not. you instantly regretted it though, you didn’t want to hurt her, despite everything. “not because of you bils, because of him.”
“because of him? what does that even mean?” her hands left your body and suddenly you craved for them to return.
“i can’t keep cheating on him with you.” she was laughing out of anger, disbelief planted on her face.
“break up with him.” she suggested, and it took you a while to realise she was dead serious.
“for you?” you asked her to clarify what she meant. she nodded and you sighed, “I don’t know, billie.” you said honestly.
“admit it, he’s just an excuse for you not to date me.”
“your in over you head.”
“you’re going to tell me you haven’t missed me?” she asked, her eyes filled with emotions you didn’t have the courage to face.
“of course, but that’s not why.” she came closer, lifting your chin when she spoke.
“don’t you go home every time you wake up here cursing yourself because you can’t stop thinking of me?” she was sincere now, the fight forgotten.
“billie stop.”
“then tell me why, angel. i’ll make it better, i’ll try my best.”
“you hurt me, you became distant all of a sudden and practically ghosted me.” you recounted the events of your breakup.
“i wasn’t in the right place.” she explained but to you, it still felt like an empty excuse.
“how can i trust that you are now?” your head was spinning with the possibility of being with her again.
“i’ll show you, let me show you.” she whispered on your skin as she kissed down your neck. she made you weak and she knew it.
“i have a boyfriend.” the statement was false in so many ways except literal.
“break up with him.” she repeated. her hands travelling lower and her lips marking your skin.
“billie.” you said her name. like a chant, like a plea, like you hadn’t said it in years.
“baby?” she questioned your call for her attention as she left your neck, the feeling of her lips still lingering. she looked into your eyes when you didn’t speak.
“do you still love me?” she questioned, her eyes never leaving yours. it was hard to look at her and withhold the truth.
“i-” the words were at the tip of your tongue but it was as if you were frozen, her compelling gaze keeping you in place.
“hm?” it was a soft sound, grounding you.
“of course i do.” you gave in and she smiled, her teeth showing.
“you better break up with him after this.” she said before pulling your lips to hers, and they followed like a magnet. your chest tightened as your hands met her black hair, pulling harder than you’d wanted them to. she groaned, her mouth opening, inviting your tongue in. in the end, you’d always find yourself giving in, going back to her. ready to let her hurt you all over again. but you didn’t care. at least not in the moment.
part 2
currently ovulating and neeeeeding billie to rock our shit in front of a mirror <3
your ovulation wish is my command please enjoy baby
"fuck, look how pretty you are," billie growled in your ear holding your face up. her fingers tight around your jaw causing your lips to purse. your spent eyes hardly able to stay open as she pounded into you.
the mirror that stood in front of your bodies recorded all the unholy acts she'd been performing for the past hour. you were currently on all fours, practically slumping as your arms grew weaker with each thrust. hence why her hand was now wrapped around your neck. her stare piercing through the mirror as your lips parted. your moans growing louder.
"all fucked out," she added and you whimpered pushing back on her, very much enjoying the compliment. drowning in it. head tossing back as her fingers wrapped tighter around your neck.
then she curled her arm around your torso, pulling you up so you were flush against her body. her breasts pressed to your back. your knees weak. she held you tight, cock buried deep in your pussy with this new angle. your fingers dug into your thighs as she placed a hand on your hip. she helped move your hips. you were a whimpering mess.
you were so sensitive, practically drooling as you moaned, gasping for air. your head hung low as you started moving your thighs bouncing on the cock.
"want you to look at yourself," she snarled. her tongue ran along your skin as she gripped the back of your neck. you looked in the mirror through hooded eyelids. her tongue writing her name on the side of your neck. teeth grazing your ear, biting gently. you were bouncing on her dick now. so desperate. so needy. her cock your only salvation.
your tits moved with each bounce then she cupped them. your breasts fitting so perfectly in the palm of her hands. a beautiful sight.
you ground your hips on her cock feeling the familiar coil. tingling all over. so tight it almost hurt. you were clenching on her cock. legs quivering. movements faltering as your eyes met through the mirror. hers dark, yours pleading for release.
she simply bit her lip shaking her head with a cocky smirk sending you into a fit of whimpers, whines, and moans. clawing at her hands unable to think or breathe.
when i first saw ur name in my notifs i thought it was COOL FR
dolla dolla bills yall😜
i got all the baddies in my inbox why am i blushingg ☺️🫢
Your user is so adorable I can't quite even
I ADORE YOUR WORK SO MUCH 🙈🙈
stop this right now i’ve been FREAKING OUT for like 20 minutes
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH STOPPP 🤭
show them you’re mine | b.eilish
billie eilish x fem!reader
context. since you’re recent album, you’ve been getting a lot of attention on social media, needless to say billie, your girlfriend, got quite jealous.
warnings. jealousy, slight fluff, slight angst, smut, fingering, hickies.
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“baby, look at how they’re thirsting over you. don’t they know you’re in a relationship?” billie was scrolling through twitter, uncertain of the outcome of your recent rise to fame. she had decided this was the best way to kill the time as the both of you waited to go on stage, you, being the opening act.
“as a matter of fact they don’t.” you’d found the humour in her words at the fact that your relationship was private.
“it’s not funny.” she huffed, her sigh notably overdramatic.
“it’s cute to see you jealous, babe. but you know i’d never want any of them, only you.” she smiled slightly at the reassurance, but couldn’t admit the true extent of her feelings towards the comments.
“i’m not jealous, i just find it slightly ridiculous.”she crossed her arms, turning off her phone in attempt to block out the endless stream of tweets.
“you find it ridiculous that people are thirsting over me?” you teased her and panic flooded her features for a moment.
“no of course not, angel. i just don’t like people talking about you like that. it’s reserved for me.” she dipped her head sideways and kissed the side of your lips. your smirk however, didn’t falter.
“what if i like the attention?” her cold eyes squinted at you, as if to test if she’d heard you correctly.
“i can give you more than enough attention, you don’t need it from them.” she kissed your jaw, repeatedly, your sighs; content.
“mm, i’d like some of that attention now.” you admitted as she raised her eyebrows. she’d never be one to refuse a request like that.
“oh yeah? where do you want it?” she bit her lip momentarily, eyeing you below her.
“you know where i want it bils.” a whine of impatience, her hands roaming your body in all the places you didn’t need her most.
“need to hear you say it, darling.” the term of endearment only teased you further.
“i need you to get me off.” you admitted and she smirked, yet not completely satisfied.
“how?” she said simply, earning a groan of frustration.
“i don’t care, with your fingers, your mouth, anything billie.” you begged, just wanting her touch, her comfort. her wicked smile couldn’t help but turn you on.
“do you think if i recorded you begging me to touch you they’d take a hint?” she cocked her head sideways, returning to the topic of the previous conversation. her words were filthy and they made you grow desperate.
“billie.” you whined and she raised an eyebrow, still failing to do anything. “i don’t care about them, i just want you.” she looked into your eyes, and the moment could almost be mistaken as sweet. before she rushed to the straps of your shirt, pulling them down enough to expose your entire chest. her lips met yours, as her actions almost met your needs. she smiled into the kiss, as she fumbled with your skirt, bunching it up and pulling away from the kiss to grip the hem of your underwear. however, she didn’t pull them down, instead, she just kept her hand there.
“billie.” you said in between kisses.
“mhm.” she replied not breaking away, not letting you speak. so instead you voiced your request by tugging on her shirt, indicating you wanted it off. but instead of complying with your demands, she shook her head. her lips left yours, giving you space to breathe, as she moved onto your neck.
“fuck, bils.” the moan left you as soon as she began sucking the skin of your neck, her lips hadn’t left it in minutes. she worked down your neck and closer to your cleavage, taking her sweet time. she knew what she was doing by ignoring where you needed her most, and she loved your desperate state.
“billiee.” the whine fell on deaf ears, as she continued attacking your neck until she had the area covered in bruises, tainting your skin purple. when she finally finished, she sat up, admiring her work.
“are you done?” you asked as her gaze shifted to yours and you met eyes. she grinned, and your smile dropped slightly. “what?” you asked sternly as she giggled.
“just wait until you see what i’ve done to your neck.” if it was bad now, it would be even worse by the time the show starts. before you could get up to go check she pushed you back down, shaking her head slowly. her hands moved to your inner thighs as your breaths became uneven and the hickeys forgotten. she was giving you what you wanted, but she’d make sure it was slow.
before you could complain, she shut you up with her lips. her hands roamed your clothed pussy as she swallowed every one of your moans, soaking in the feeling of your pleasure. it took her a while to finally take your underwear off and dip through your folds. but when she did, she groaned at what she found.
“who are you so fucking wet for baby?” she purred onto your lips before stopping her movements when you didn’t answer. a whine left your lips.
“mm, you of course.” it was all you could manage to get out in this foggy state. she circled your clit, pinching and applying pressure in all the right places as you squirmed in her embrace.
“say my name, darling.” she whispered in your ear, sending shivers throughout your body, and clouding your mind.
“it’s all for you billie.” it was more of a chant than anything else and she drunk it in like it was her lifeline. finally satisfied, she sunk her two fingers in as you bit your lip out of fear of screaming. you made eye contact with her, and those hooded eyes could’ve made you cum like that.
her fingers worked they’re way deeper as she curled them and used her thumb to fondle your clit. the string of moans leaving your mouth were filthy, only urging her to thrust her fingers harder and deeper, getting you off like you wanted her to.
“feel you tightening around my fingers baby, are you that desperate to cum already?” she mocked, her smirk revealing the glittering gems on her teeth. “well?” she repeated, waiting for an answer, grabbing your chin harshly when she didn’t get one.
“yeah bils.” you kissed her again, drinking in her sweet taste as you came all over her fingers, mouth agape as she bit your bottom lip. she loved seeing you like this. as you came down from your high, she pulled out her fingers as you clenched on nothing, wincing just slightly. her fingers came up to your mouth as you let them slide in, sucking your cum off her fingers while she stared at you. her eyes were still dark, wanting more than she was letting on.
“are you still jealous?” you asked her.
“i won’t be tonight.” she smirked as you got up to look at yourself in the mirror. surprisingly your makeup had held up well, although you’d probably have to redo your hair. what definitely took the cake was your neck. it was covered in dark purple hickeys.
“billie what the fuck?” you exclaimed, a little angry.
“what? i wanted to show them you’re mine.” she chuckled, which only earned her a glare.
“well you definitely got what you wanted, im not even going to have time to cover them up properly.” you huffed, but she clung to your waist kissing your neck softly, smiling proudly in the mirror.
wish you were gay | b.eilish
billie eilish x fem!reader
context. billie’s feelings towards your friendship changes as you battle the question of your own sexuality.
warnings. angst kinda, making out, fluff.
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your sexuality had always been a lingering question throughout your friendship with billie. you found yourself thinking about certain interactions more than you’d like to admit. and despite her own sexuality, you’d always chalked it up to being platonic.
however, recently you’d seen a change in her behavior. she wouldn’t touch you like she used to. she wouldn’t say the same things, call you the affectionate names she usually would. and you found yourself missing it more than a friend should. it was confusing to say the least.
“hey, is everything okay?” you set down the glasses of water you’d gotten for the both of you, and sat next to her on the couch as her gaze lifted from her phone and she took the glass of water to her lips.
“what do you mean?” she cleared her throat, her phone still capturing most of her attention. it was hard to express your current emotions through words, especially when you felt like the topic might be too heavy to discuss.
“i mean you’ve been acting different recently.” you told her as she looked up from her phone again, biting the inside of her lip slightly before speaking.
“what do you mean different?” she was now aware of what you were getting at but didn’t have the courage to speak on it, and neither did you.
“come on bils.” the nickname stung her heart with the recent switch in your friendship. but she kept up the dumb act, out of fear that if the truth came out, it could mean something worse than different.
“what do you mean by different?” she asked again, this time urging a real answer. you pondered on how to say it without really saying it. the avoidance of the real question between you, palpable.
“you’ve been so distant, like somethings bothering you.” you admitted truthfully. you began to wonder if you had something to do with her sudden change. and when she didn’t reply, you voiced this, “have i done something?” her eyes widened slightly, her expression still somewhat sorrow.
“no, baby, of course not.” there it is. that nickname you’d missed so much these past few weeks. she cursed herself silently as she realised she’d let the name slip, but you’d caught it all the same.
“then what is it bils?” you asked, a feeling of helplessness washing over you as she refused to open up. the silence between you was deafening and made you grow worried.
“has it really affected you?” she asked after some time. the doubt evident in her expression as she put her phone to the side, giving this conversation her full attention.
“of course it has, you’re my best friend billie, how could it not.” she looked down, a heavy sigh following shortly after. her hesitance to speak her truth almost took over completely.
“i thought that’s how best friends should act. i didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.” she admitted, her eyes now big and sincere. filled with emotions destined to break your heart.
“what do you mean?” you asked confused. it felt like a stupid excuse at first glance, but when she gave you some time to think on her words you understood. “billie, you could never make me uncomfortable.” your words were softer now.
“that’s the problem.” she sighed. closing herself off, urging you to reach for her again.
“why is it a problem?” the million dollar question with an unbelievably simple answer.
“because it means two different things to the both of us. for you it’s the way best friends act, for me-” she stopped, struggling to get the words out. she was scared and it was evident.
“for you?” you urged her to finish the sentence.
“for me it’s different.” that was all she managed to get out, and it left you with just as many questions as it did answers. “don’t pretend like you don’t know what i’m talking about, i know you do.” she said when you didn’t speak.
“billie i just don’t know if what your trying to say is coming across the way you want it to.” you replied finally, pondering your feelings and emotions.
“i can’t stand another day of me touching you the way i do, without it being something more. i just kinda wish you were gay.” you let out a small breath after her words, not having known this was how she’d been feeling these last couple months.
“bils, i don’t think i-“ you started.
“don’t say I’m not your type.” she cut in, before you could explain yourself. and she was right, of course she was. she’s undeniably attractive. but it had never crossed your mind that you could be attracted to her.
“billie, you’re so beautiful. genuinely, but i don’t know if i can love you in the way you want me to.” you told her honestly. it was just as confusing for you as it was for her.
“then why do you miss my touch. why do you blush when i call you baby. that’s not how best friends act.” she left you somewhat speechless, because it’s not like her words were untrue.
“i just. i’ve never been with a girl.” her eyes were piercing into you, her mind clinging onto the words falling from your mouth, searching for the fine print.
“i know. but i’d like to think the way you feel about me is a little more than platonic.” you nodded at her words understanding what she was saying and silently agreeing. “i’d like to think you were gay.” she continued, matching her previous words. needless to say your heart was racing.
“i don’t know,” you said honestly, “but there’s kinda only one way to find out.” you breathed, it was barely a whisper but she heard it and her senses were alert.
“yeah?” she asked if you meant what she thought you did. while her eyes were darting across your face. a soft smile creeping onto hers when you nodded.
“yeah.” you confirmed as she moved closer to you. subconsciously you felt yourself staring down at her lips in return. silently asking for something you weren’t entirely sure of.
“what if we’re wrong?” she asks, almost making you whine at the hold up, but the weight of your friendship suddenly becoming apparent when she brought it up.
“then we’re wrong, but i don’t want to miss you like i’ve had to in the past few weeks again. so i think it’s worth it.” she smiled at your words as her lips touched yours, before moving, until she was kissing you and you were kissing her back.
you’d never kissed lips this soft before. and it was addictive. and when she darted her tongue across your bottom lip, opening her mouth, letting you taste her. you’d never tasted someone so sweet before. your breaths were entangled, her strength focused on lifting yourself off the couch as her arms reached for your hips, guiding you onto her lap. As you straddled her, she broke the kiss. your eyes meeting hers to find her smiling at you.
“what?” you asked, her smile so infectious it caused your own.
“i wanna stay with you, forever.” she spoke, a flood of affection destined to drown you.
“i’ll never let you go.” you told her, holding her head in your hands as she pulled you closer by the waist.
“five words i never thought you’d say.” she replied biting her lip as she looked up at you and you reconnected your lips with hers. the moment, a haze of uncertainty. all that mattered was the moment though, emotions of fear and anxiety deafened by her presence.