Puppy | B.eilish

Leaving this here and sprinting 🥰

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Tell a friend to tell a friend.. that the bitch is back

well……

no i’m kidding trust this is the start to my grind

i’m working on some longer fics so you might just get a spam of blurbs for a hot second 🙈

OH MY GOD

i’m sweating

Around My Neck

Billie Eilish x female reader !

A/n: been binging on finneas lately, his songs are just UGH love them so I needed to do some songs seeing as I got inspired by a select few. If you haven't yet (TF ARE YOU DOING GO NOW) listen to the song. It'll make sense and it's soooo hot especially with the story imo !!! :D

Summary: she was fucking feral for you. And vice versa.

Warnings: smut ! Suggestivness - mentions of blood (back scratching lip biting) you ride her ! She calls you mama 😋 I feel like thats it... ENJOY !

Tags: @trulyy-yourzz @eilishslut @chrissv4mp @n0vabug @dollyvuu @dollarbils

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I don't rеmember how it started.

Meeting at a party. Normally interactions like these never last right? Wrong. Even if the two of you haven't spoken to one another after that night. You were the only thing on eachothers minds. Thankfully you both had mutual friends. So you grab her number, and this was all just the beginning. You'd text, call. So on and so on. You two were addicted, even if nothing physically happened that night. Something mentally sure did. You both knew it.

A few dates so to say ahead. You two got on so incredibly well, but you felt like with your schedules, there was just no time. Apart from some nights. That's when you'd get together and go out.

"Hate waking up. In an empty bed."

You turn over, hearing your phone ding. Looking at the time as the sun shines intensely into your room. 7am. Your eyes drift to a text from Billie, smiling like a little kid. You roll onto your back and text back.

"Yeah? Pitty we aren't together. In heaps of ways.."

You two weren't official yet, and to be honest it bugged you. But little did you know it bugged her too. You weren't annoyed with her, not at all. No time has been the right time. It truly sucked on both ends.

"I'm only capable of looking through my pictures of you... Got nothing better to do."

A blush paints it's way onto your cheeks, the thought of her scrolling through the many photos she's taken of you, made you giddy. She never passed up the chance to do so at any given moment.

And this was just the one of many interactions that the two of you had.

It was a Friday night. You were stuck at home doing some unfinished work, you were getting tired and bored of it. Needing a well needed break. So, you do the thing that has been fogging your brain. Call the girl who's misting up your noggin. Causing you to think only of her. It answers immediately. Like always, not a single ring and there was her pretty raspy voice. "Hey, mama." Oh the way she does what she does. "Hi Bils, how are you?" - "Great now that we're talking. Just having some dinner with my brother at this random restaurant." You chew on your nails, a nervous habit you picked up over the years.

"Having fun?" There was a pause. "Would be if you were here. The food doesn't even look that good. But I'm still hungry." You knew she was smirking as she spoke. You knew her all to well by now, so you play along. "You're still hungry ?" Yet another pause. "I only want to eat you." You bite your lip as she says it, lowly. The way she's being bold indicates Finn is probably elsewhere. Knowing she wouldn't want to blurt that out infront of her brother, no matter how close they are. You guys were sorta kind of a secret aswel. "Maybe you should then." You reply, plucking up some confidence. To her that was a challenge. And she wasn't going to pass that up.

but I think I'm prеtty sure I know how tonight will end.

"Yeah baby. Know it's good." She purrs as you ride her. How'd you two get into this position? Remember the phone call. Yeah. Right after you said those words she instantly got in her car and sped over to your place. She was obsessed with you, and luckily that feeling was mutual. You move your hips faster, feeling it hit deeper than ever. You two have done this multiple times before. But tonight felt more powerful. Your hands move over her naked form, her eyes watching every single little move, from your hands down to your hips. She was truly in a trance, her eyelids growing heavy with lust.

Your hands move to rest at her neck to stabilize yourself as you bounce harder. She bites her lip hard, watching your face contort into an ecstasy she had never seen before. Sure she's made your eyes roll back to the middle of next week. But never this pure pleasure. It turned her on, nearly on the brink of cumming herself. "Fuck, you have no idea how sexy you are. God you're a fucking drug." Her words made your head spin. This was going to be a long and eventful night. Your hands subconsciously squeeze her neck as your eyes travel further back, hitting just the right spot as you move. She was a little surprised when you squeezed knowing you hadn't realized you did.

"Mama keep it in check, what do you want done to you?" Her question goes over your head as you whimper. Too far gone. Her hands grab your hips, switching so she's on top. "Answer me angel." Your hands retract as hers grab your wrists. Pinning them above you. Your breath was literally taken away. "You make me feel so good." You blab breathlessly. She chuckles. "Mm, bet I do." Her face leans in to kiss yours. Your hands traveling from under hers, moving to cup her face. They slide into her hair, slowly down her back. Your nails dig, deep. As her hips rut ruthlessly. Your back arching with need.

"There it is." She snarls into your neck at your nails digging into her flesh. Moaning aswel at this new yummy feeling. Your nails scratch her back, and she was the one to roll her eyes. Her teeth make contact with you neck. "Do it again." She mumbles. Rutting twice more. You scream. You actually scream as you do as you're told. Digging enough for blood to come. Her movements speed up, every action of yours fueling her pleasure. "Fuuckkk." She breathes against you.

Every movement heightens as you both reach that sweet feeling. "Billie!" Your chest heaves, her thrusts becoming more forceful. "Mmmm,fuck!" You sigh, biting your lip hard, but hers go to kiss yours. Moaning, whining. Screeching into her mouth as you cum. Your head dizzy as you come down from your high. She fucks you through it, cumming herself as your nails push further into her back. "Fuck, you're hot." She says, kissing the side of your head with a smirk. Her face moves directly over your fucked out one, holding the same smirk.

"Your mine. All mine."

hey😊😊😊 can you do a smut where billie and reader are recording them getting freaky and then after when billie is performing oxytocin the visuals are before they get too into it yk somewhat like the visuals she had during the concert last night and reader is gagged but not mad bc they made jokes of billie making it the visuals but she didn’t think she’d do it gxg freaky scissoring and strap idk and yeah 😊😊

this one’s WILD i can’t lie to you

‘wanna make you yell

hiii ( ˘ ³˘)♥

hiiiiiiiii 🙈😘

GIRRLLL my brain just EXPLODED AAAHHH

what if Frank ocean’s song American wedding was kinda turned into a billie x reader where reader has toxic religious parents and she’s been secretly hooking up (you can add smut on this if you want to) with billie since the start of summer. and her parents didn’t know about it. then they found out and like forcing her to choose.

but one thing that really like made me have a visual in my mind, i was listening to the instrumental (electric guitar solo) just before the outro and it was like billie driving either through LA or like through a neighborhood, and reader was in the passenger seat kinda hanging out the window and like (its so cliche 😔) like reader is just enjoying the moment not realizing her skirt is catching wind from the wind blowing in the car. (oop- wink wink nudge nudged)

i have two ideas for how i would finish that scene but idk if id like em🤷🏾‍♀️

after nearly a month here you go :)

those poor unamerican girls

(I scrapped the car thing but I'm pretty sure I sent you the og)

you asked, you shall receive !

HEY QUEENS!! i am SO sorry for getting this out so late, your girl was going through it 😭😭 (two concerts, two tests, socratic seminar prep, and finding out i’m bi all in one week). anyway, thanks for waiting, here you go <333

pairing: dom!billie eilish x sub!fem!reader

summary: your girlfriend, billie’s, been doing promo work all day for her business trip. naturally, when she gets back, she wants a piece of you, and though you can offer that to her, you have to be quiet…

warnings: RPF!! don’t like, don’t read, established relationship, no direct smut but like a little if you squint (i’m not sure if i’m ready to sail that ship yet), hickeys, exhibitionism kink if you squint, implied-girly/femme!reader

word count: 716 (IT'S SHORT IKKKK I'M SORRY)

listen to: needy by ariana grande

IF YOU COULD use one word to describe your girlfriend, one of the last things in your mind would be clingy. handsy? yes. possessive? yes. dominant? oh, ya. but clingy? no, not really.

she only ever got like that when she was away from you for a while or really, really horny; today’s case was the latter.

you two were currently in paris for a bit of promo. you both were very happy you were able to be on this trip, since you were usually subjected to staying at home.

the past few days were relatively normal: getting settled in and a photoshoot. but today was more intense.

today, m had multiple photoshoots and an interview. she had to wake up early for them, so by the time you were up, she was gone. instead of heading straight for the studio, you decided to treat yourself a bit.

that morning, you ate at a small café and went shopping at the local stores. you got lots of things: jewelry, makeup, accessories, and of course, clothes.

while in a certain store, you found this gorgeous dress. it was sleeveless and shiny in your favorite color, fit with a bow in the back.

you immediately bought it and changed into it before going to visit your girlfriend.

she was on her break when you walked in, hands riddled with bags galore. when she heard the door open, she looked up, a stern expression on her face, but it immediately softened when she saw you. “hi, sweet girl,” she immediately beamed.

you walked over to her, placing a light kiss to her cheek before she cupped your face and kissed you in the lips. “hi,” you replied softly. she smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before you sat on the velvety couch.

“where were you?” you quickly set your bags down, going on about the morning you had. but, she couldn’t help her eyes constantly drifting down to your dress. the way it fit on you, slightly raising up on your thighs was enamoring and she couldn't tear her gaze away.

later, billie was doing a photoshoot as you sat behind the camera and watched. she was stunning with her ocean-blue eyes and long black hair. you weren't aware of it, because, at some point, you had some emails to reply to, but when she wasn't being photographed, she was staring at you. so much so that at some point, the director had to tell her to focus.

that's how you ended up here: in your girlfriend's lap, a hand over your mouth.

“shh…gotta stay quiet, baby, right?” she nodded towards the bathroom.

for this specific trip, like most, you booked a connected room for you two and finneas. but, upon arrival, the staff had informed you there was some kind of plumbing issue in finneas' bathroom, and that the shower there was shut off.

of course, it was unrealistic to make him not shower the whole trip, so right now, he was borrowing yours. you were just wondering why he had to be borrowing it right now

you nodded as she whispered, “good."

at this point, she'd been on you for what, 10 minutes now? you weren't sure how she still had room to keep sucking and marking at your neck, almost similar to a mosquito drawing blood. red and purple hickeys cascaded all over your neck to the point it was almost painful, but you didn't ever tell her to stop. not once. she was too precious for you to tell her no.

every time you heard a noise coming from the bathroom, you turned your head, worried you'd get caught. but, never more than two seconds later, a hand on your jaw would turn you back. "it's fine, baby," billie would whisper. "we're gonna be careful, not get caught," she'd reassure you before attacking your neck again. all you could do was whine.

that was until you heard the door creak open. "fuck." immediately, billie threw a stray blanket over you as she went on her phone. you just stared up at the ceiling.

finneas walked back to his room without a second glance. and as soon as the door shut, your girlfriend took the blanket off you. "come here. we're good now."

Guys I love lil we are wives

literally

nothing like your tattoos | b.eilish

billie eilish x fem!reader

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

warnings. angst, kind of suggestive, little bit of fluff (this is SO dramatic i’m sorry 🤧) not proof read

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her skin was sweaty as you traced her tattoos, baby hairs sticking to her forehead, and her chest beating up and down, to the softening rhythm of her breath, reminding you of previous events.

“okay, i gotta go baby, that alright?” even though she spoke as if it was, it wasn’t a question. but regardless, she made no attempt to move, no effort to escape your grasp.

“what do you think about me?” she raised her eyebrows, clearly confused.

“what do you mean?” riddled with your words, she awaited clarification. but when you didn’t speak, she grew worried.

“baby? what’s wrong?” her genuine concern never failed to fool you, trick you into believing her words of comfort. but the result was always the same. her absence.

“what am i to you?” she clearly didn’t like the sound of that question. unsure of its proper answer and naturally, of a response that would satisfy you.

“why would you ask me that?” disappointment spread across your features, unmistakably.

“you’re nothing like your tattoos.” she seemed amused now, puzzled by your misleading words.

“what do you mean?” she turned to look at you, careful not to move her hand as you traced the fairies that littered it.

“there’s nothing permanent about you.” her expression faded, a sense of sadness taking place instead.

“hey,” she caressed your face before speaking, demanding your attention, “i’ll stay, if you want me to.” and you knew it was honest. she would, she’d do it for you, but never of her own accord.

“that’s not what i want.” you sat up, and out of her grasp as she followed.

“then what do you want?” the question was too complicated for a simple response.

“i want you to want me.” her breath hitched slightly, almost faint enough to miss.

“i do want you.” she brought her hand to your face in attempt to comfort you. but her words were empty, meaningless. because she was never clear about her true feelings behind them.

“no you don’t, not really. i’m just a good fuck to you.” you said it like you were disgusted, disappointed in yourself for letting it get this far.

“good? don’t underestimate yourself babe, you’re a whole lot more than good.” a hint of humour could be found in her tone but it wasn’t amusing. not to you, not under the circumstances.

“billie, that’s not the point.” your saddened expression gave her the hint that the humour was misplaced.

“sorry, i just- i guess i just don’t know what you want from me.” she was lying through her teeth, fully aware of what you desired.

“oh please! you know exactly what i’m talking about.” she looked away for a second, taking a moment to think.

“i’m just not one for relationships. it’s too much for me.” she rubbed your cheek with her thumb, sending a river of mixed signals and emotions.

“well this,” you gestured between the two of you, “it’s too little for me. i can’t do this with you anymore.” you made a move to get up, shifting away from her, but she pulled you back by the arm.

“wait, no. i can’t lose you.” she seemed surprised by her own words, as if it was more of a reflex rather than a conscious expression of her feelings.

“that’s tough then, billie. because you’re not even willing to try.” when she didn’t say anything, nothing to confirm nor deny, you grew frustrated.

“whatever bils, I’m sorry i can’t keep this up. but it just hurts too much.” her eyes were teary when you turned away from her, your own tears now spilling down your face.

“i can’t promise permanence but i can promise you i’ll try.” she said it all at once, a desperate plea. you almost didn’t catch her words.

“what?” you turned around to look at her. her eyes were big, her lips plump. it was so hard not to fall in love with her.

“i just want to be with you. i don’t care how, i just need you in my life.” she chewed on her lip, a physical expression of her stomach churning out of anticipation.

“really?” your emotions neared disbelief. not quite sure if anything was real.

“yeah. please let me stay. i want to stay.” you nodded and she kissed you like you were hers. she kissed you like she wanted the feeling tattooed on to her lips forever.

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