《Eilish Smut》happier than ever
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in honor of the album coming out, here's this chapter 😁
billie - sub | y/n - dom
today the album we've been working on for so long is finally out. for the worlds ears to listen and critique. it seems like i've waited an eternity for today and i'm just feeling fortunate so, i'm gonna go live on instagram tonight at ten.
the full album premiered at 9pm. an hours more than enough time for everyone to listen and collect their thoughts and then join the live. i personally love it, and i hope it's taken well.
"i'm so excited for this album to be yours, join me at 10 pst cuties" i voiced on my instagram story earlier.
"you're hearing yourself talk again?" my girlfriend says walking in the room. "nervous huh?"
"yea, the fans are so sweet though. they say they'll like anything i put out. press however...can kiss my ass." i throw my phone at the ottoman and lean back in the couch.
it's like i'm the number one most hated person on the internet right now.
"billie you're too hard on yourself. the albums perfect. you're perfect. and everyone's gonna love it, you're not always gonna get only positive feedback."
i groan as i stretch. she's right. i'm hard on myself. "gimme kiss?"
i feel the couch dip as she sits beside me, she kisses my forehead and runs her fingers through my undercut. (edit: i never finished this chapter and the fact she doesn't actually have one- I'm SO sad)
her warm hand goes down my body stopping at my crotch. instantly my eyes look to her. "it's almost ten." my sentence ends up sounding more like a question when it comes out.
"i know." her fingers mimic pushing in me pressing into my skims shorts. "9:58"
i grab my phone back from its landing place, she's right again, it's 9:58 and i'm horny. horny for my girlfriend and i cant have her for only two minutes. and i cant be late, no one knows about her yet.
"imma hop on." i open instagram and signal her to be quiet "shh". she gets up from beside me to raise the volume of the speaker behind us. Getting Older plays louder now.
my comments are flooded with hundreds of people freaking out. "hey my lovessss." i smile at the sight of myself and the cute remarks.
I CRIED SM BIL THANK YOU OML 🧎♀️🧎♀️🧎♀️🛐
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UM MAAM THEM MOANS?? 😳
it was perfect
hi perfect girl from Russia 🇷🇺 Billie 🥑🥑🥑🥑💚💚💚💚
435k people watching holy fuck. my face brightens every time i see something new in the comments. sure it feels good to be praised, but to hear how these songs have impacted my fans....it reminds me why i do this.
"sooooo i thought i'd go live to talk to everyone. I haven't done that in a while. What's everyone's favorite song?"
surely i wouldn't get just one answer they are all over the place.
y/n comes back around and kneels by my feet as to not come up on camera. my nose scrunches as if asking "what"
her lips start to kiss up my leg. and like on que, the song changes to i didn't change my number.
"i'm so happy you guys seem to love it as much as i did making it. send requests im gonna pick a couple of you. i wanna see your pretty faces."
so many account names relating to me submit to join my live, leading me to scroll through their names.
billies not getting a foot massage, i don't know what she's on. i just wanna get in her pants.
"ok let's see...."
i rub up and down her thigh from on the rug as she brushes through the numerous accounts and fan pages.
when i get closer to her core she brings the camera to her forehead and gives me a death stare. she's so warm here.
"how about you? marie.eilish." she announces even if her attention has focused on me. i tug at her pant. i want them off, she knows.
she ignores me for the voice on the phone. "oh my gosh....is this even real life?" a joyous voice asks. i know this is her one minute with billie eilish but i'm selfish. i want all of her time.
"pshh yes, hi pretty."
"oh my god BILLIE NO NO NO I HAVE TO TELL YOU SO MUCH."
my girlfriend just chuckles and let's her speak.
i tug at her pants again while she's "listening"
she seems to get the idea. "funny thing actually, when i was" billie repositions herself while i slide the shorts off. "recording everybody dies...finneas actually was the one to stop it and think the heavy breathing would fit oxytocin."
"girlllllllllllll can we talk about that for a minute? BILLIE?!"
billie simply laughs. she knows her moans are hot. i'll remind her.
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i spread her further, she sits with her legs wide open.
"No because i WAS SO SHOCKED. whoever he is is luck-yyyy."
"So i take you're favorite song is oxytocin?" her head hangs back as i push her underwear to the side. wet...like i suspected but she could always be wetter.
"yes oh my god AND BILLIE BOSSA NOVA."
after a couple laughs billie says she'll let her go to call someone else, coincidentally as oxytocin plays.
"ok let's see....while i search guys tell me what you think my favorite is."
i'll make her yell it soon enough.
i blow air onto her through her underwear. her body shivers in response.
"oh yea guys HAHA i'm at my house. take a look around." she twists her body a bit to show her background. i shove a finger in her hole making her stop.
her teeth say it all. they sink into her lower lip which slowly turns into a grin.
"i know, my house is hot right" she plays off her reaction as one at the drapery and furniture or i don't fucking know. i curve my finger in her so she knows what she's in for. her muscles tighten around me which only make me wanna do more.
"uhhh how abouuuut you, let's see if they pick up."
i stretch her legs out in efforts to pull her underwear off. when i successfully do, another fan had been on. "oh my god i can't believe you picked me." it's a dude this time.
billie watched me inch closer, with her eager yet soft eyes she tells me she's hesitant. but she spreading herself further letting me know she wants it. she's fully exposing herself in front of me.
"i did, what's up!"
my tongue stripes her pink folds slowly.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP....ok gurl catch me up. whats this man like." the fan inquires.
she looks down at me for approval and i nod as if saying 'go ahead, tell them'. if she does this bitch ain't getting no mercy.
nervously she laughs, "most of it's made up, past experiences all bundled up into one. uh the other stuff well...some informations not for sharing."
i suck harshly at her clit not expecting that answer. slowly i lick back and forth to ease what i just did.
"okay billieeeeeee. we see you gurl" a kiss sound comes from her screen.
"fuck" she mumbles her breaths long and heavy.
"billie are you ok?"
"yea of course, i stubbed my fucking toe."
"ouch...that reminds me, you've been giving us so much feet content lately."
god was this man a fucking interviewer or something?
i lick her faster now in circle motions. her muscle tense up.
"is miss stubbed toe gonna make an appearance?"
"the fuck? hell no."
"haha ok well i tried. see ya."
abruptly he leaves, i guess billie forgot there was another 400k people on there and not just him because as soon as he leaves she releases a deep breath. "mm." she lets out accidentally.
"fuck sorry the toe's bruising?" i fit two fingers in her "OH- fuck."
i can't even begin to imagine the comments right now.
"wait guys in gonna send a pic to my mom. i'll be back if it's not bad."
she throws her phone to the opposite side of the couch. "fuck y/n"
i smile at her my face covered in her liquid and start pumping.
she raises herself from the couch, and holds her feet in her hands. spread wide, heels in the air.
i push my hair behind my ears so it doesn't get in the way and lean over her core. still pumping, i start licking her clit again.
"y/n faster please?" i pick up speed, her clit getting harder and more prominent with every lick. my fingers are replaced with my tongue, thoroughly tasting inside of her. "ohh-"
her feet stay in the air, her right hand reaching to play with her clit. "fuckkk baby." my neck is wrapped with her legs, pushing me closer into her as her hips buck upwards.
her breathing is louder than usual, she must have a strong orgasm coming. i bring my fingers back so i can stroke her g-spot giving it some needed attention. "oh my y/nnn fuck oh my godddd."
her groans are interrupted by a phone call which we both ignore. her mouth opens wide and head tilts back and we both pleasure her in unison.
"mmmmmmmmmmm" her walls begin to cave on me, her fingers going faster. "augh fuckkkUHH" her legs begin to shake uncontrollably. "Y/N don't fucking stop please."
i pump through the sounds of wetness, and erratic breathing until i see her stop her own motions.
her face scrunches up like she were yelling but no sound comes out. liquid shoots out of her in a stream, she squirted all over.
"oh my god b."
"mm" her thighs shut on her fingers as she rides out her high. "all finished?"
"no...you're still live."
💀
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