Focused | J.ortega

insaneeeeee

i have no idea if you do fics for eva from swarm but i’m begging you for another!! maybe like we join the group unknowingly but eva takes a particular liking to us? you can change stuff about that idek what i’m saying i just need more eva fics

(i know she’s a cult leader but she’s hot. arrest me 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️)

All Mine

Eva x female reader !

A/n: yesss we love Eva here, I hope you enjoy !

Summary: there were many girls in the cult. But she was drawn to you, obsessed with you.

Warnings: smut, eva is cray cray but in a hot way (we know 😋) eating out (r receiving) hickeys - I think that might be it, leme know if I missed anything !

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It was 3 months in, and you loved it there your new friends, letting you stay with them after your car had broke down not far from them. You had no idea where you were heading if you were honest so when they offer you to stay you ofcourse say yes. Eva, the lead girl of the little group was the first one to find you on the side of the road.

"Fuck sake." You cursed under your breath. You then hear a voice behind you, startling you slightly. "Everything ok?" You turn to face her. "Yeah just a flat tire- probably a sign I shouldn't keep going." You awkwardly laugh a tiny bit, causing her to flash a beautiful smile, it made you go a little crazy. "Im Eva." She sticks her hand out. "Y/n."

And ever since then you've been happily living there, alongside all the others. You had your own room, just like Eva did. Which confused you to say the least. Because the others all slept in one room. Why didnt you? But those wandering questions soon enough unfolded.

There was no doubt Eva was hot, you deeply thought so. Whenever she'd speak so softly, with a hint of teasing, it was alluring. And to be honest you loved it. You didn't quite understand why, you were all just friends. Right?

"Good day?" You then hear her voice, causing you to look at her as she approaches your seat, sitting next to you. "Great thanks, Eva. It's so lovely here." Her eyes wander your face. "Good, angel. Im so glad." You look into her piercing blue eyes, feeling like you were in a trance. She was like nothing you've seen before.

You then think for a moment. "Can I ask you something?" She just nods, moving a loose strand behind your ear. "What's up?" You take a moment to process. "Why do I have a room to myself and the others don't?" She then thinks, needing to come up with a lie. "They've all had it at one point, each new girl gets to have it til they're settled in with one another." You believed anything she said, so you just smile and nod. "Makes sense!"

But suddenly it didn't make sense. You ofcourse talk to the others, but you mainly kept to yourself. "Hey Cricket!" You smile, she returns it. Patting the spot next to her. "Hey babe, everything good?" You nod with a hum. "I did have a question though." She swivels to face you. "What's on ya mind." - "How long did you have the room I'm in before you went into the main one?" Her brows furrow slightly. "I've never had that room, no body has in fact. Eva said it was just empty but nothing was going in it. Why's that?" Your mind thinks for a moment. Eva lied to you.. but for what reason.

"Oh- uh. Nothing important, I just assumed thats what had happened." You shake your head slightly, pulling yourself out of your thoughts. "Nope, you're the first actually, I didn't know that could be a bedroom to be honest." You nod, going to get up. "Yeah, well. Thanks Crick." She nods, giving you a last smile.

You march up to Eva's room and open the door, you'd usually knock but she was just sitting on her bed reading. "Everything alright love?" Her brows furrow, going to get up. She comes over to you, putting her hand delicately on your cheeks. "You lied to me, why?" Confusion strikes her. But your instant with your words. "You know exactly what I'm talking about." - "Baby, hey. I said that so you wouldn't rub it in the others faces. Did you?" You felt angry for some reason. "Ofcourse not! That's not who I am. You know that." She hums in reply. "Look, they aren't bothered that they don't have that room, they're pretty happy being in the main."

"So whyd you lie to me?" You fold your arms, but you just looked so cute in her eyes. "Because I didn't want you knowing the real reason, not them." You ponder for a moment, huh? Why though.. "i don't understand." You look into her eyes, but hers get closer by the second. Backing you up against the wall. "Let me show you." She says into your neck. Her breath causing you to shiver visibly. Your mouth opens slightly, going to put your hand in her soft hair. Her lips make contact with with your skin. Beginning to suck hard.

Noises come out of you. Liking this a bit too much. "Eva-" You gasp as she bites. She wasn't listening, continuing to suck as you let out a noise of approval. But she abruptly removes her mouth, clearly done with the task. You whimper, wanting more. And she smirks, exactly how she wanted you. "Go down for dinner hm?" She bites her lip but you freak out. "But my neck-" "good. Let them see." Your eyes widen in size, but you were so drawn to Eva. You just wanted to do exactly as she asked.

That was now a few weeks ago, nothing has actually happened and you were growing incredibly frustrated. Why hadn't she made another move like that night? It was bugging you. So you did what you thought would get her attention. You wore a short summer dress that was tight around your breasts making them sit incredibly nicely. You wanted to go for a small walk down to the gardens, but before you could leave the house a hand is gripping your wrist. "What're you wearing?" You turn to look at her. "Clothes? Can I not?" Her brow raises.

"Things are very.. tight." She says as she observes. "Don't look then." You say with a cheeky smile, about to leave again. She scoffs, pulling you back considering her grip was still tight around your wrist. "Uh uh, don't do that." - "Or what? Why do you care so much."

"When you come around looking like this, don't think I don't recognize that shit."

"Bothered?" She tilts her head, looking at your lips. She honestly had no idea why she was putting off going further with you. Maybe beyond all the sexualness she had grown to truly care for you. The fear of hurting you in any way was evident. "My room, now." Something in you changes and you do just that, loving the way her voice sounded.

You make your way up there, standing in the middle of the room. "Are you afraid of something Eva?" She sh's you, going straight to kissing your neck. She didn't want to talk right now. "But it seemed-" "Silence angel, just relax." You let out a breath you had been holding in, trying hard not to go too mental. But you ofcourse failed. Miserably. You were now laying on your back against her bed. Her ontop of you. Your brain fuzzed over when her hand slides up your thighs, inching closer and closer to you. "You're so warm." Her voice was like a whisper inside your brain. Like she wasn't real.

"Please Eva, need you so bad." You pleaded desperately. She smirks down at you, moving her hand inside to feel just how wet you had become. You gasp yet again, not as prepared for her next move. She plays with you, exactly how she's been playing with your mind. But you loved it, craved it. It never felt real. It certainly did now though. "So wet, wonder who got you like this." You try to form any kind of words. "You Eva.. you made me wet." The confession makes her go insane. Adoring how much power she has over you.

"Precious precious girl." She softly says, lifting your dress up and planting her face directly over your clothed pussy. But her hands yank them off within an instant, seeing for herself just how wound she had you. "Goodness me, angel. Get to see it all for myself." Another whimper escapes you. "All mine." She then breathes, diving in immediately after saying that. "Fuck!" You screech, but a soft hand flies to your mouth. "Quiet baby, unless you want them to hear how I'm having you right now." You shrink as she says that, feeling a lil embarrassed. "Didn't think so.." She trails off, licking your cunt real good.

Causing you to bite her hand, knowing how loud you can get. "I mean, I'd like them to hear, all those pretty noises. How much of a mess you'll be when I'm done. All, because of me" Her finger makes way into your mouth, getting you to suck. "You're so well behaved huh?" Your mind goes blank feeling like an empty piece of paper. "What a good girl, very good." Your eyes shut as her tongue enters you, her pace fast. Making your head spin. "Eva." You mumble against her finger, feeling it coming quick. "Go on baby, let me finally taste you." And with a few more fucks of her tongue. That's what you did.

Cumming all of it into her mouth. And she couldn't be more happy. "So easy to make cum. Good to know."

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 🤷‍♀️

oh my god

〡𝑩𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒛𝒆〡

❀ pair: biker!billie eilish x fem!reader

✰ summary: Sometimes, all you need is autumn and a biker girlfriend for life to feel complete.

✯ warnings: fluff, !ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE!

The soft and just as equally harsh crunch of the leaves underneath your shoes made you feel a sense of contentment as you walked outside of your house, your hands tucked into the pockets of your coat. 

Your head turned to look around yourself, a perfect autumn day was what it was around you. Leaves slowly falling from the large trees on the side of the road. Orange, red, brown and yellow. They all varied and from how you looked at it, not one time was there ever two same ones, there were two yellows, but one had a hole in it, the other was perfect, there were two red ones, but one was a leaf of an oak, the other one of sugar maple, there were two browns, but one’s lines were different, fainter than the other’s, there were two orange ones, but one was still perfect, unharmed and freshly fallen from its tree, the other older and crunched up.

All different but just as beautiful.

Often how people were described.

So unalike but still the same.

Life was funny. Sometimes you felt like the prettiest leaf of the season, brightly standinding out from the crowd in your striking yellow, red, orange or brown colour, but sometimes you felt like just the most ordinary of them all, sometimes a hole in your heart, sometimes from different groups and cliques, sometimes even the smallest differences from other people made you frustrated and sometimes you were just simply crumbling apart.

But that was true for everyone. Just in different fonts.

A soft smile rested on your face as you stopped on the edge of the road, your cheeks rosy. You eagerly waited for her arrival, butterflies flying around in your tummy and your heart beating irregularly fast against your chest.

When the loud purr of a motorcycle engine roaring down the street hit your ears, your head snapped from side to side until they landed on her. The black motorcycle was a contrast to the colourful surroundings as it flew closer and closer to you. You could see her dark, silky hair flowing in the wind behind her, coming out from underneath her black helmet.

When the vehicle came to a stop just a couple metres away from you, you flinched slightly at the loudness of it, hands flying out of your warm pockets to cover your ears until she turned it off and you finally dropped them, the sound of her cheeky laugh hitting your ears making you smile.

She climbed off the motorcycle and took off the helmet, her hair flowing in the wind freely once more and suddenly time slowed like you were in a movie, watching your high school crush from the parking lot secretly. 

The sound of her voice snapped you out of it then as she walked closer. “Hey, pretty” Your eyes met and your smile grew.

“Hello, Bill” Billie’s steps came to a stop in front of you, helmet forgotten and placed onto the seat of the motorcycle. Her eyes scan over the rosiness of your cheeks in the cool air, the way your hands are stuffed deeply in your pockets and her heart melts. 

“You cold, baby?” She asks gently, holding her hands out after taking off her leather gloves which made them warm. You nodded with a small soft hum, taking her warm hands in your cold ones with a sigh. Billie’s lips curled into a smile and she squeezed your hands before dropping them and placing her palms against your cold cheeks, the warmth washing over you like sipping tea on the porch with a blanket in your lap and a book in your free hand.

“You sure you wanna come? We can just stay inside” Your eyes -which you haven’t even realised had closed as you basked in Billie’s warmth- opened and met hers as her words reached your brain.

“No, yeah of course, I wanna come.” You nodded and took her hands off your face. “It’s not that cold” 

Billie sighed, eyes searching your face for any kinds of uncertainty, but found none. “Alright, let’s go then, hm?” 

You nodded again and then you felt her lips on yours, warm and welcoming as they moved against your own. You let out a small sigh into the kiss, eyes fluttering closed but then she pulled back with a last peck and a smile. Her hands let go of yours and put her gloves back on, then one of them took your hand again and led you to the motorcycle. 

She held both of your hands again, helping you onto the back of it with a look of amusement and fondness in her eyes as she watched you struggle a bit. When you settled properly she let go of your hands and put on her helmet. Then she climbed on herself, hands gripping the handlebars as she kicked back the kickstand. Your arms wrapped around her torso in a swift motion as the engine roared to life once more, pressing your body to hers as your heart sped up.

Her right hand left the throttle and gave your hands -which were clasped together by Billie’s front- a small squeeze before going back to its place. In a couple moments the motorcycle started moving and your breath hitched slightly, holding Billie tighter. She chuckled, clearly amused by your fear but kept on driving down the street.

It took you a couple minutes to get used to the adrenalin and the pace of the vehicle but once you did, you just relaxed as much as you could and enjoyed the breeze catching in your hair and coat, the colourful trees and fallen leaves on the ground turning into a blur of colours as Billie drove through the small forest next to where you lived.

Your arms were still around her, but now resting on the inside of her jacket for warmth, rubbing her front gently with the back of your fingers as your head turned to all directions each time you saw something interesting or thought you saw  an animal or such. Billie scolded you light-heartedly a couple of times already for moving around so much, saying something about balance and accident but it was muffled by her helmet, the engine and the wind.

The drive was mostly peaceful and you felt okay, holding the love of your life in your arms as the two of you rode through the forest. Everything made sense and you wanted to be nowhere else, only there, in her presence, on her motorcycle with her reassuring words on each sharp turn. So what if life sometimes felt shitty or other times good? With her it all disappeared and it felt like you were free of all problems.

Soon, when the motorcycle came to a stop, your head lifted from the place between Billie’s shoulder blades, curiously looking around. It was a lakeside, the sun reflecting on the clear water as well as the colourful trees surrounding it. Your head snapped back to your girlfriend when she got off the bike after securing it to the ground and taking off her helmet again. She shot you a big smile and took your hands, helping you off which turned out to be a little unsuccessful, because your right foot caught onto the side of the bike and you fell into her, resulting with her landing on the leaf covered ground with you on top of her.

And while a gasp left your lips, a loud laugh left hers and she held you tighter as she threw her head back, leaves sticking to her hair. You looked at her, the frown of worry leaving your face as it broke into a smile then a small laugh escaped you, too. 

“God, how the hell did you even do that?” Billie shook her head, looking at you as her hands flattened on your back and fingertips pressed into your flesh comfortingly. 

Your cheeks heated, making them even more red, as slight embarrassment washed over you and a nervous chuckle came from your mouth. “I-...I don’t know” 

Billie smiled softly when she noticed your embarrassed reaction and she leaned her head up from the ground, pressing her lips to your rosy cheeks. “I’m just teasing, baby. I know you’re clumsy as hell” 

You smiled back at her, letting out a breath of relief. “Oh, yeah” 

She leaned her head back down and your hands came to cup her now cooling face, one tenderly picking the leaf pieces out of her hair. Her own hands rested onto your sides, eyes tracing over all of your features as you cleared her hair. They were filled with love, adoration and gratefulness, pupils blown as her cheeky grin turned into a soft lazy smile. 

“I love you” She murmured quietly and your eyes met hers, heart warming at the look in hers.

“I love you, too” You said back, smiling at her while your hand fell from her hair and joined your other one on her face. You leaned down, pressing your lips together in a gentle, love-filled kiss and it was perfect. Everything was in this moment, the lake, the colourful leaves and trees around you, the soft splash of the lake and the slightly annoying cawing of the crows around while the soft breeze blew through the air. This was where you needed to be, and it didn’t matter why, because this was all you’ll ever need to know in your life, that you have her, and she has you and you have each other. Forever and always.

REQUESTS OPEN! ♡

soft billie smut where its a bright day and reader was cuddling with billie and then billie started leaving little kisses and marks on readers neck then they started fucking (with strap if you can.) and billie is just praising her kissing her softly softly but strongly gripping her hips while fucking her and its really vanilla and soft and sweet.

this was a draft I had that I tried to match to your request but it's a little different, hope you enjoy bby 💖

morning, baby

wired earphones | j.ortega

jenna ortega x fem!reader

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you tugged the dainty wire, sending it tumbling out of her ear with ease. you’d been calling her name ever since you’d caught sight of her sitting on the park bench, doodling in her little book she kept so furtively.

“hey!” she spoke in annoyance, whiny and high pitched, as you sat down next to her.

“hello to you, babe.” you handed her the coffee you’d brought on your way here and she accepted it, closing her book and stuffing it in her bag along with her pens.

“i’m not the one who was late.” she countered to your sarcasm, however enjoying the coffee you’d brought to her.

“i’m not the one who insisted i buy us coffee on my way here because you were too lazy to make the detour.” she rolled her eyes, her small smile contradicting the action.

“i need to get some wireless earphones.” she hugged, yet still happily sipping the coffee.

“but your wired ones are so cute.” there was a pause before she spoke, one that was not unusual, but unable to be labelled.

“they’re cute?” she raised her eyebrow, cute not having been a common adjective used to describe her.

“you know what i mean, it’s gives off the whole anti overconsumption thing.” she laughed, as you pulled your legs up and onto the bench, simultaneously shifting closer to her.

“that’s why they’re cute?” she raised her brows, still amused, while you pushed back a strand of her hair.

“you’re cute.” she chuckled and pecked your lips.

“i love you.” she grinned, and picked up the earbud that had fallen out, fiddling with it until she got it into your ear.

and even after you’d bought her a pair of wireless headphones, she insisted on wearing them around her neck, her wired ones resting, snug in her ears.

taglist: @ijustlovemaths @sweetcherriexs @jaxon-nathaniel-drake @st0nerlesb0 @taracarpsnter

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〘 billie eilish 〙

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-> fics

wish you were gay

context. billie’s feelings towards your friendship change as you battle the question of your own sexuality.

show them you’re mine ༄

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.

can i suck it? ༄

context. your best friend, billie, wants to take a look at your new nipple piercing. so you let her...

but baby, i

context. your ex girlfriend, billie, can’t resist calling you a week after you’d broken up.

ruin it

context. billie doesn't want to ruin your friendship so she keeps her feelings to herself.

believe what you want ༄

context. your ex girlfriend, billie, shows up at your party, but fails in expressing her intentions.

american jesus ༄

context. your girlfriend likes taking you slow and soft sometimes, choosing to drag out the experience and treat you like her princess.

male fantasy

context. when you encounter your ex girlfriend, an awkward moment turns into something more, and you both begin to rethink your decision to end things.

nothing like your tattoos

context. when you spend the night together, billie never fails to leave in a hurry.

puppy

context. your girlfriend surprises you with a gift, bringing up a string of emotions as you converse about your future together.

i can’t move on, babydoll

context. she’ll never move on, and you’ll always take her back.

i’ll show you how

context. you’ve been hesitant to engage sexually with your girlfriend, billie, but she assures you you’ll be alright.

-> series

break up with him (1), did you break up with him? (2), i like you better with me (3) ༄

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.

my stalker (1), crush on my stalker (2), my girl’s a stalker (3) ༄

context. your stalker doesn’t appreciate the police report you just filed.

tell me i’m your only fan (1), don’t wanna be your fan (2) ༄

context. your most active fan on onlyfans soon piqued your interest as she became something much more.

call me maybe (1), i’m glad you called (2) coming soon..

context. your ex situation-ship knows how to manipulate herself back into your life, her motives however are masked by her nonchalant demeanour.

-> requests

tell me you think of me ༄

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.

is that eilish?

context. your best friend raves on about the fact your wearing her perfume.

drunk on her touch ༄

context. when you meet billie at her party, she cant keep her eyes off you.

I think, therefore I am ༄

context. billie has a crush on her guitarist

on top of me ༄

context. early on into your relationship, billie voices an idea that’s been consuming your mind for weeks.

morning, baby ༄

context. billie wakes you up to attend to your needs, and hers.

those poor unamerican girls ༄

context. your religious parents aren’t happy about your illicit relationship with billie.

babbles ༄

context. billies a talker and she can't stop herself from rambling while you're between her thighs, or on top of her.

‘wanna make you yell ༄

context. scenes of a night you spent together end up as the visuals for billies hit me hard and soft tour

admit you want me ༄

context. billie, your roommate, starts a fight with you which soon gets heated.

such a fuckboy ༄

context. billie approaches you at an event, but you’re soon reminded that she has others waiting in line for her attention.

-> blurbs

stay quiet, baby ༄

context. billie teases you at the grammys (request).

bling ༄

context. the bling on her teeth have you daydreaming about her lips more than you should (request).

ilomilo

context. after a fight, you and billie find yourself regretting your actions.

wildflower

context. you can't help falling for her, even though you're both aware it could never happen.

i could buy her so much stuff

context. billie spoils you rotten. she couldn’t give a shit if you felt guilty, but you’re grateful for her generosity.

aftercare ༄

context. when billie has you weak and sensitive, she never forgets to care for your needs.

i know you

context. heated kisses and soft reassurance, and at the end of the day, neither of you needed more than the knowledge that you truly know each other.

patience

context. your girlfriend finds it hard to battle her impatience when it comes to needing you.

maybe just fuck off

context. billie’s in no mood for any distractions, no matter the situation .

las docs uvas de la suerte

context. your best friend, billie can’t help finding your new year’s tradition the cutest thing ever.

P*RNSTAR ༄

context. after leaking your sex tape to get your attention, your ex girlfriend finds a way to make it up to you.

Hi babyyy, don't mind me... I'm just stopping by to do my daily stalking and giggling at every fic of yours i read 🤭 speaking of stalking... the stalker billie series!!!! Omg, I'm going FERAL.

Anywayyy, how are you?!

ahhhhhhh hiiiii thank youu

don’t get me STARTED on your pagee

i’m still v sick but we’re pushing through 🤧

how are youuuu?

i’m goood bookie

so glad you’re in my inbox again 🙈

my girl’s a stalker | b.eilish

billie eilish x fem!reader

context. your burning desire for your stalker soon turns into something else, does that truly mean you don’t want her?

warnings. smut, strap, harsh words, physical struggle

part1, part2 masterlist

you hadn’t seen billie since she’d driven you home, and it was driving you insane. she was all you could think about, all the fucking time. and it pissed you off.

you couldn’t shake the thought of her. she was like a poison, slowly beginning to eat at your insides, pulling at your heart. you wouldn’t admit the fear creeping in however, your dependency on her attention beginning to scare you.

you were willing to do anything for a shred of care from her. you wanted her to need you like you needed her. the frustration was excruciating.

“what’s on that pretty mind of yours?” her voice spooked you beyond measure, the manifestation of your thoughts not quite believable.

“nothing.” your response was dry, not having recovered from the weight of your thoughts, still trapped in the escape of your mind.

“hm, gone shy now that i’m finally here? i know you’ve been thinking about me.” sometimes you genuinely wondered if she could see your thoughts, she certainly liked to pretend she could.

“what are you doing here, billie?” she looked slightly taken aback, not expecting the sudden hostility.

“why so blue?” she stepped into the light of the moon, her features seeming to glow as you looked at her in awe. her smile was sickening, so fucking gorgeous. her hands reached your face, cupping your cheeks.

“stop it billie.” you pulled her hands away, stepping back, out of fear you’d succumb to her comfort.

“what’s wrong, baby.” she seemed genuinely confused, and a tinge of guilt poked at you.

“i’m not your baby.” you crossed your arms in an assertive act, but she was biting her lip, scanning your body with that seductive look of hers.

“you could be, what’s stopping you?” she tried to come close again, but you backed away.

“i kissed you, and then you ignored me for a week! how am i supposed to react?” her bottom lip stuck out in an ask for forgiveness.

“i’ve been occupied lately.” her excuse was vague, and she knew she wasn’t getting away with it. secretly, she was hoping you’d ask.

“with what?” she smirked, her tongue coming up to kiss her teeth.

“i had to take care of something, someone.” the clarity of her response was still poor, confusion lacing your brows.

“Noah?” horror flooded your spine when she grinned. the name of your previous fling bringing back a rush of memories.

“that was his name?” she was toying with you, insinuating things you wouldn’t let yourself speak.

“what did you do to him?” you’d underestimated her before, but you undoubtedly knew she what was capable of now. you backed away from her and she furrowed her brows, her eyes wide, chasing after you.

“don’t be so dramatic, babe. this doesn’t change anything.” you gripped your phone in your back pocket, moving away from her cautiously as you thought on possibilities of distracting her.

“it does, depending on what you did.” you grasped the sides of your phone, searching for the button that would make an emergency call.

“jesus christ, all i did was threaten him not to bother you anymore.” Your back hit the wall and your face went pale when she trapped you within her arms.

“with a weapon i’m sure,” she shrugged, “you’re fucking crazy.” she seemed to like what was meant as an insult.

“and you can’t admit you love it.” her fingers grasped your wrist, the one that was deep in your back pocket, and she revealed your tight grip on your phone.

“i thought we’d moved past this?” she pouted, mocking the failed attempt at getting out of this situation. you refused to speak, closing your eyes as her lips came to yours, hovering above them. your body craved her and your senses went blurry, consumed by only her.

“don’t be afraid of me, i’m what you need.” the familiarity of the words did nothing to soothe you, your heart still racing as her tough hands glided down your hips. you squirmed in her embrace, not liking the way your body was so eager to connect with hers.

“don’t deny the fact you want me, you’re not hiding it very well, baby.” her hips moved against yours, the bulge beneath her jeans, prominent.

“f-fuck you.” it was almost a moan, a half-whimper that took of your last shred of confidence, and dignity for that matter. and then you were giving in, kissing her forcefully as she drilled her hips into yours.

“much better.” she breathed and you rolled your eyes as she slipped her fingers under your shirt, unclasping your bra. you allowed her to take both of them off, and she took her lips between her teeth when your breasts spilled out.

“take a fucking picture if it means you’ll hurry up.” she chuckled at the comment and lifts you into her arms, before releasing you onto your own bed, at least she had the decency.

“such a brat. you’re so fucking lucky i find it sexy.” she takes your nipple in her mouth as she plays with the buttons of your jeans. your lips are parted, soft noises escaping occasionally.

“you’re fucking lucky i put up with your shit.” you responded, in the same tone. her lips left your tit, as she poked her cheek with her tongue.

“my shit? you’re the one who can’t fucking listen to simple instructions.” she manages to flip you over, so that you’re lying on your stomach, with protest however.

“just.. f-fuck.” she’d had enough of what she deemed your nonsense, shutting you up with the tip of her strap against your clothed pussy.

“what’s that, love?” your mouth had gone dry with the constant gasps as she pressed her tip against you. your heat was practically dripping all over the sheets.

“you’re making such a mess, i haven’t even properly touched you.” she nearby ripped your underwear off, revealing your glistening pussy. she couldn’t help but spread your wetness around with her thumb, brushing your clit so deliciously.

“b-billie.” her name had never sounded so good to her. she squeezed your ass as she soaked in the sound of her name as a gasp from your lips.

“beg.” she fisted your hair and held your torso as she pulled you up until you were sitting on your heels. her strap digging into your ass, reminding you of your position. she kissed your neck while she waited for a response.

“f-fuck, please billie.” your head fell back as she tutted in disapproval, her lips still ghosting the skin below your ear, before she lifted them and whispered.

“you can do better than that, babe.” she bit your ear lobe as you let out another whine of protest.

“what do you want from me? im sorry, j-just please, billie.” your cries were incoherent, bland of nonsense. but fuck, did she love it.

“a bit pathetic hm?” she pushed your body back onto the bed, the momentum causing you to bounce slightly. a raspy whimper escaped as she teased your entrance, circling it and applying pressure. you thought you’d burst if she pushed it in, which she soon did, entirely.

“b-billie.” she thrusted into you as she revelled in the string of moans coming from your mouth, desperate to cling onto them.

“fuck, you’re tight baby.” her fake cock was stretching you out so deliciously, and her pace was never-faltering. she tugged on your hair as she rutted into you from behind, pulling your face from the sheets in order to hear your moans.

“mm, taking me so well, huh? so pretty.” the base of the strap hit her clit repeatedly as she thrusted deep inside of you. she pulled your legs around her waist, aiming to go even deeper, hitting your spot over and over again until your vision turned white, littered with fucking stars.

“fuckk billie, i-i’m.” your words were barely audible, but she caught wind of them regardless, amused at your current state.

“i know gorgeous, come on you can take it.” she eased you further to your release, the pent up tension breaking as a wave of pleasure consumed your body. her strap still buried inside of you was helping you ride out your orgasm. and soon after pulling out, she joined you on the bed.

“does that earn me a goodnight kiss?”

you rolled your eyes, she was unbelievable.

note: this basically equates to 1/4 of my inbox, here you go 🤲

can you make a enemy Billie x sub reader but Billie's the readers roommate and they got in to a physical fight and after the fight she held the reader against a wall??? and you do the rest please babes?

this took me agessssss, i hope you love it babe 😘

admit you want me