《Bad things- BILLIE EILISH SMUT》Chapter 23: A thousand flames
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"ready?" i whispered.
Luna nodded before i plunged both fingers into her, fingering her harder than i possibly could. her breathy moans pounded against my skin as i worked myself on her.
"right there baby." she whimpered.
"shhh. stay quiet for me." i hushed her.
i brought my left hand to her entrance and rubbed at her clit in circular motions, feeling her squirm and shake beneath me. i picked up the pace with my right, feeling her body jerk up and down before she came all over my fingers.
"Billie!" she moaned, relieving herself.
she whimpered, feeling her nerves finally begin to calm down when i stuck my fingers into her mouth.
"clean them off." i told her.
she sucked every last bit of her juices before i kissed her with tongue, tasting her on her own tongue.
"that's my girl." i whispered, rubbing her head.
when we had finished, Amber had already fallen asleep and so Luna and I decided to take a bath together. She got us some towels and stuff while i filled up the tub and squeezed a shit ton of soap in it until it was practically filled with bubbles.
"i'm so tired, Bil." Luna sighed, taking off her bathrobe.
i got into the bathtub and watched Luna tie her hair up in a messy bun.
"i know," i replied. "just sit back, i'll take care of you, my love. don't worry."
she smiled at me in sheer admiration before getting into the bathtub with her back towards my stomach.
i could smell the shampoo in her hair and the salty sweat from when we had made love. Luna leaned back onto me all the way and relaxed herself accordingly.
"mm, this is nice." she remarked.
"you're so beautiful." i replied, feeling her soft skin against mine.
"you're more beautiful." Luna said.
"nah." i scoffed. "it's all you."
i massaged her shoulders, making her sigh in utter relief as i worked myself.
"it's always been you." i mumbled.
i squeezed some shower gel on the loofah as rubbed at her skin as slowly as i could, rinsing it all off with water.
"Billie?" she whispered to me, leaning up and turning around to face me.
"hm?" i replied, now cleaning myself up, while Luna's brown eyes met mine.
she watched as i rubbed myself clean before she spoke, "i love you."
i looked up at her to see the love in her eyes. the way she looked at me told me it all and i didn't feel hesitant to reply.
"i love you too." i whispered, feeling a smile creep up on the side of my face while i admired her features.
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Luna threw herself on me, kissing me passionately. i felt like my heart was on fire. set ablaze by this wonderful woman.
yes, it's scary. i am scared.
love is the scariest feeling in the world.
but she makes it so much more comfortable to feel. i don't feel scared. i feel safe. i feel protected.
i feel at home.
After Luna and I had finished showering we got dressed and got into bed. i tucked Luna in and kissed her goodnight.
"Billie." she whispered. "can you stay? please?"
when i looked into her eyes, giving in was all i could do.
"okay." i said and got into bed with her.
she snuggled up into my arms, using my chest as a pillow and wrapped her arms around my hips. i kept my embrace around her whole body snd pushed her a little closer to kiss her on the head.
"goodnight my sweet angel." i kissed her, watching as her eyes fluttered asleep not too long after.
i awoke to see Billie right beside me.
imagine if this was everyday?
seeing her cute button nose and how long her eyelashes are every single morning. feeling her warm body against mine and her one overgrown eyebrow.
i thought it was really cute.
i kissed her on the lips and forced myself in between her arms again. i didn't want to wake her up and tried my best not to annoy her. Billie unexpectedly pushed me on top of her so that i was lying directly on her.
"good girl. just like that." she moaned with her eyes closed.
the fuck?
"that's it Luna, baby." she muttered.
i felt her getting hard beneath me but i didn't know what to do. i tried rolling over to the side, but Billie placed her hands on my hips and began thrusting upwards slowly, grunting at every movement.
even though her dick was enough to get me wet, i couldn't have sex this early in the morning and especially if she want even awake. through her sleep, Billie continued to grind on me, sighing in relief and mumbling her moans under her raspy morning- voice.
"fucking cunt." Billie grunted, reaching her climax before slowing down eventually and falling back into her slumber.
when i had finally managed to roll off of her, it wasn't until i had pulled the bedsheets off when i had realised she'd came in her pants.
how does this motherfucker cum in her sleep?
"Billie." i nudged her, whispering so i didn't aggravate her.
this bitch.
she didn't move at all and remained lying down on her back. so i grabbed the nearest pillow and smacked her across the face with it.
"what!" she grunted.
"you came." i told her, as soon as her eyes opened just a glimpse.
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"huh?" Billie looked at me, all confused, like she had forgotten who she was and where she was.
"fucking dumbass." i scoffed, when the actuality of it all hit as her eyes moved down to the wet spot on her pants.
"fuck." she groaned, throwing her head back in utter frustration.
"how do you just cum in your sleep?" i asked her.
"what do you mean?" she replied. "it's normal."
"how though?" i asked.
"i don't know." Bill rubbed her eyes and sighed.
"you came because of me you know." i whispered. "and you said my name."
"oh fuck. i did?" she replied.
"mhm." i nodded. "and you came because you where grinding up on me."
"oh fuck. Luna, i'm so sorry." she said, getting out of bed and running her hands through her soft hair.
"it's hot. just gimme a warning next time. i was really confused." i told her.
"warn you in my sleep?" she laughed.
"well you where dreaming about me." i teased.
"fuck off." she said and walked over to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
Billie got washed up and borrowed some old baggy grey sweatpants of mine before i did too. we had breakfast before leaving the house to go out.
Amber had to meet up with one of their old friends from college.
we got into Billie's car before driving downtown. it wasn't clear as to where we were going, we just where.
she pulled up at a park. it was pretty empty and quiet, the only thing you could hear was the whistling of the wind. feeling the cold breeze against my skin, Billie tucked my hair behind my ears and cupped my face before looking into my eyes.
her stares set my heart ablaze. lighting into a thousand flames. sparks that won't ever blow out.
Billie kissed me on the lips briefly before holding my hand, she kissed it and smiled, glancing back up to me.
"you want something?" i asked.
"no. why would you ask that?" she scoffed.
"because you're acting all affectionate, like you want something or you have some surprise for me." i explained.
"no surprises. i just love you, darling. let's go." she said, getting out of the car and opening my side of the door before i could even process what the fuck had just happened.
i got out the car almost immediately, feeling the wind sweep me off of my feet, just like Billie did. oak trees where scattered across the area, with few people and sheer bliss, all i wanted to do was chill.
"where are we?" i asked.
"you like it?" she asked. "when i was a kid, i'd sneak out at night to hang out with my friends here. we would sit right under that tree."
Billie pointed and so i followed her finger as she walked towards it.
"we used to steal beer and vibe here at night, just listening to cigarettes after sex and sometimes we'd dance together." she smiled.
"that must've been fun." i laughed.
"yeah. my childhood was the best- not that my life isn't good now, because you make it so much better and i do still talk to my friends now. we just don't see each other as often anymore." Billie said, sitting down under the tree.
"at least you still talk. after high school snd college i lost most of my friends. i only really have Amber now. they've been my friend since high school." i told her.
"you've known them for that long?" Billie looked really surprised.
"yeah. you didn't know?" i asked.
"no. i thought you guys just worked together and became friends that way." she replied.
"no no. Amber and i go way back!" i remarked. "we used to do study sessions and sleepovers all the time. there was always gossip about boys they where talking to- like, Amber's always talking to someone."
Billie laughed and sighed, "yeah."
"right now she's talking to this guy called Jonah." i said.
"Jonah?" Billie repeated after me.
"yeah, apparently he's a doctor and really cute. i'll show you a picture one day." i told her.
"what does he look like?" she asked.
"he's got short curly hair, green eyes and glasses." i described, "he seems sweet."
"yeah, i can picture that." Billie replied.
we watched the birds fly across the sky, sitting down on our backs and holding hands. it wasn't long before Billie turned to face me and so did i.
it was like she was staring at every detail of my face, memorising every perfect flaw, kissing me slowly in her mind but she couldn't bring herself to.
she was too lost in her mind to. Billie smirked, dragging her eyes from mine to my lips become closing them and shifting herself closer.
"i wanna nap." she rasped.
"now? on the grass?" i asked.
"yes." she replied shortly.
"alright then." i pushed myself closer towards her, feeling her arms adjust around my waist, dragging me in closer before there was no gap between us.
i closed my eyes too, Billie had buried her face in the crook of my neck, almost using my chest as a pillow. i focused on the peaceful silence which stood between us, feeling my every sense sink in.
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