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BEST FRIENDS SISTER

"He better be in." I mumble to myself as I barge in.

"Woah!" His sister chuckles. "Are you looking for finneas?" she asks. "Obviously." I roll my eyes and search around for him. "He isn't here; he'll be back in," she says, checking the clock on the wall. "2 hours?" she shrugs. "Fuck," I mumble.

Both of us stay silent, as we have only had a few conversations. We both grew up together, but I spent most of my time with Finneas.

"You're welcome to wait," Billie says as she takes a puff of her joint.

I take my jacket and shoes off and hang them up before walking over to her and sitting down quietly.

"You want some?" Billie offers, turning her head to look at me. At first, I hesitated, but after a second, I brought my hand up to take it from her. Our hands brush against one another's, and butterflies swarm my stomach as my breath hitches in my throat.

Billie removes her hand and adjusts her sitting position as I take a puff. "Do you want a couple shots of vodka with me?" Billie once again offers. "God, yes, please." I groan. Billie chuckles and heads over to the kitchen.

I take another puff, and soon enough, Billie places three shots in front of me and another three in front of herself. I shoot all three down my throat, and Billie does the same.

Billies pov

"Oh fuck," y/n practically moans, throwing her head back and exhaling the smoke. I looked her up and down, noting how her mouth was slightly open and her eyes were closed. I couldn't keep my eyes off her.

After a minute, she pulled her head back up. "My mouth is so dry." Y/N hands me the joint and stands up. "Go get some water." I say.

Y/N walks away to the kitchen, and I can't help but stare at her ass as she bends over to get a glass from the cupboard. As she stands back up, I realise she has the bottle of tequila. "Y/n, really?" I chuckle. She smirks and walks back over, pouring us more shots and putting the bottle down.

She sits down and takes a shot. I then grab all three and shoot them one after the other. Y/N then sits, so she's facing me. We both said nothing and just kept eye contact as the bathroom by Montell Fish played in the back.

Y/n pov

I look at her lips and smirk before looking back up into her eyes. "You look really pretty right now." Billie starts blushing, and I notice that she uses the triangle method on me. "Thank you; so do you," she says.

I groan. "I need some air." I stand up, and so does Billie. I start heading to the back, but I forget how to walk and suddenly trip over the chair leg. Luckily, Billie caught me before I hurt myself. I turn around and realise how close we are.

Butterflies swarm my stomach as we both say nothing and just gaze into each other's eyes.

Billie looks down at my lips for a second, and just as I think she's about to kiss me, she says, "Are you okay?" The disappointment filled me, but I got myself together and cleared my throat. I nod, and she helps me walk outside.

We sit down, and she sits on the step next to me. "Did I tell you the reason that Jesse and I broke up?" Billie starts. I think for a second as my hair blows in the gentle breeze. "You said that you didn't love him, right?" Billie nods. "I thought I did, but it wasn't him I was in love with," she admits with a sigh.

I furrow my brows in confusion as I turn to look at her again to find shes already looking at me. I blush and get nervous, fiddling with my fingers. I look down at the floor, but I suddenly feel Billie's fingers on my chin, forcing me to look at her again. Gulping, I chuckle nervously as she looks at my lips.

She places her hand on my inner thigh and leans in to kiss me. Without hesitation, I lean into her and lift my hands up to her neck, pulling her deeper into the kiss. After a few seconds, I bite her lower lip gently as I pull away.

Billie looks at me with those eyes, then stands up and grabs me by the hand, and I follow her into the house.

As soon as the door shut behind us, she had me pinned to the wall with her hands on mine, keeping them above my head as she placed kisses on my neck and jawline. As she hits my sweet spot, I bite my lip and let a soft whimper out. She lets go of my hands and uses one to pull my lip from between my teeth.

"No need to be quiet; nobody's home; be as loud as you need to," she smirks. I let out a small moan at her words, "Good girl." Billie connects our lips once again, but this time, I let her take control. She grabs my waist and pulls me over to the couch. She sits down and drags me onto her lap, with my legs on either side of her leg.

Her hands travel up my thighs, and she traces her finger across my panties, feeling just how wet I was for her. I pull away from the kiss as she lowers me down onto her thigh. I gasp as she grasps my hips and rocks me back and forth at a steady pace—not too fast nor too slow.

I always dreamed of this moment, but I never thought it would actually happen.

I began rocking my hips slightly faster as I buried my face in Billies neck. Billie took my hands in hers and kissed my neck gently as she told me how pretty I looked—a whimpering mess for her.

"Fuck, bils." My hands tighten on hers. "Are you alright?" she asks. "Mmhm." I barely manage to get out. My pace became uneven, telling her that I was close.

I gasp as she flips us over, so I am beneath her. "You tell me when it's too much," she says. She lowers herself down and slides my panties off. She quickly throws my legs over her shoulders, leaving me no time to adjust, and latches onto my clit, swirling circles around it.

She begins teasing my hole with her finger for a quick second before sliding it into me. My hands grip her hair as she groans, "Fuck, you're so tight."

"Billie." I groan in annoyance as she stops everything. "You're so impatient." She starts eating me out again as her fingers pump in and out of me at almost the perfect pace.

"Little faster." I squeeze my eyes shut and breathe as she does what I tell her.

I feel the warm knot build in my stomach as she doesn't falter a single move.

Without any warning, I let go of all over her fingers. "Holy shit." I breathe, but she doesn't stop. "Bil." I tap her shoulder and grip her wrist. Billie stops and looks up at me with a smile as my chest moves up and down. "Fucking hell." I throw my head back and chuckle.

Billie sucks her finger clean and wipes her mouth. "I think Finneas would kill me if he found out I fucked his best friend," she smirked. "shut up." I pull her up and give her a softer kiss. "Let me get something to clean you up."

Billie spoke softly as she walked away.

After a minute or two, she came back with some water and something to clean me up. "Thank you." I say this as she hands me the water.

I drink the water as she cleans me up. "Im so tired now," I say as she helps put on my spare underwear that I keep here. "You can crash here if you want," she pauses. "You can stay in my bed if you want," she shrugs as she gives me another soft kiss. "What about finneas?" I ask. "I'll just tell him that you were waiting for him and then fell asleep or something," she grins.

"I don't have anything to sleep in." I sigh. "Y/N, just grab something from my closet," she says, eager for me to stay. "Hmmm, okay."

She picks me up in bridal style and takes me to her room. "Billie!" I say as she places me on her bed. "What do you usually sleep in?" she asks. I stay silent. "What?" she asks.

"I may or may not sleep in just hoodies and panties." I explain. A small smirk appears on her face as she turns around to grab one of her hoodies. "Here." She throws one at me and faces away while I change.

After I do change, I get under her covers, and she shuts her door before doing the same. "Your bed is so comfy." I melt into it and giggle.

I hear Billie laugh at me from behind. "Shut up!" I nudged her.

Billie wraps her arm around your waist and pulls you to her. "So what now?" she questions. "Huh?" "It's only 8 p.m.; do you want to watch something?" Billie reaches for her TV remote. "Can you put an Avengers movie on?" I ask. "Those are like 3 hours long each," she complains. "Pleaseeeee!" I roll over so I'm facing her properly.

She groans and puts the Avengers movie on.

I lay down with my head on her chest, an arm on her stomach, and a leg over hers. "I'm so tired," I tell her. "Don't you fall asleep and leave me to watch this alone," she says, rolling her eyes. "I won't, don't worry."

Not even an hour later, I had fallen asleep with a tight grip on her.

#billie eilish #smut #18+ only #Spotify

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ownedbyeilish · 1 year ago

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hi i love your writing SO MUCH and idk if i requested this already but… do you think we can get a brothers best friend ellie?? readers brother DOES NOT want them together but they end up fucking when he’s asleep/not home. or reader goes to ellies house and eats her out while shes on call with reader’s brother?? either one is fine i would just love to see you write it

i think you requested that but i made it likee the brother didnt care so heres a second one🤭ill post the first one too tho!!

BBF!ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

mdni please<3

warnings: 18+!! smut, almost getting caught

writers note: im sorry its so short whateva💔

You couldn't decide whether you like it or not.

Well, of course you did. Ellie never failed to make you feel good, her strap hitting all the right places while her hands caressed your thighs. She was rough, but not too rough. Degrading, but also praising. Basically, she was all you could ever ask for and more. What was there to hate?

But at some point, there was this little voice in your head telling you you're pathetic. Pathetic for liking this, agreeing to this and... just admiring her overall.

Because, jesus, 'she's my brother's friend. Best friend. What am I going to tell him?'

You, as the little sister, always let him insult you. Your opinion didn't matter, you gave up on trying to be important long time ago. You didn't hate him, he wasn't that bad. It was just sibling love language. He just couldn't be nice. If he knew about you and Ellie...

You were good at hiding it, though. When you first met her, you didn't believe she's really friends with your brother. Not to be mean, but you didn't thought he'll get along with someone who seems so... perfect.

'She probably has a shitty personality.'

That's how you explained their friendship. And you were terribly wrong.

After she visited your house once, she kept coming almost every day. At this point, you got used to that.

Oh, well, not exactly... There was some awkward situations, like when you exited the bathroom in only a towel wrapped around your bare skin and you saw her leaning against the handrail in the hallway. She only ruffled your hair and laughed at your embarrassment, seeing you blush and holding onto the fabric like your life depended on it. Maybe it did, actually?

It wasn't long after that before you began to wonder -'She can't be friends with my brother... can she?'- You started to notice more things - her kindness towards you, a tender touch here and there, and the way she looked at you made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. So what if she was his best friend? Would he really mind?

But what if he did? What if he found out?

Suddenly that little voice in your head was screaming louder than ever, and that feeling of shame and guilt crept up on you again.

But no matter how much of the guilt you felt, and despite the small voice in your head telling you you're pathetic, it felt right. You felt accepted. Accepted by someone who was perfect in every way. The thought of telling your brother filled you with dread, but it seemed so far away. You could figure out that little problem later, right? Just for now, you could feel a rush of emotions - mostly guilt, but also a rush of lust that made you want more.

More and more.

And she gave you more.

A quiet -'fuck'- escaped her lips as she saw your cunt throbbing against her strap. Her hands continued firmly holding you down as you didn't even bother to stay quiet. You felt so good... and so ashamed... You wanted it to stop but at the same time, you knew you'd beg for more if she would even simply slow down.

It was really your own fault.

This was the first time in ages you were left home alone, so you immediately invited Ellie over. First time you won't have to bury your face in the pillows. First time she won't have to shush you. First time you could actually do everything.

You were fighting your own thoughts, not knowing which one are the bad ones. You had no idea if you're doing the right thing. And you most definitely weren't but you were too fucked up to realize that.

Ellie chuckled, hearing your not-muffled this time sounds. "Were you always this loud? Jesus, how did we manage to keep this a secret for so long?"

The truth is, she wasn't silent herself. Fine, she wasn't a whining mess, unlike you, but still - the little 'fuck's and praises escaping her mouth weren't too quiet.

You continued squirming and whimpering about how big she is and how much it hurts, hoping it'll magically change, though you didn't really wanted it to. Or maybe you did? You weren't sure. Your mind continued the fight wether it's good or pathetic, none of the sides prevailing.

She clicked her tongue in disappointment, but her smirk told you how proud she really is. "I know, I know, so stop moving so fucking much." She said.

Her raspy, tired voice was enough to make you squirm again. You weren't used to hear it in these circumstances before, since it's obviously the first time she could speak loudly and clearly, without worrying about your brother.

"I said something, doll." Her grip on your hips hardened, almost aggressively pinning you to bed.

You heard the ring hanging near the door, meaning someone opened them. Just by footsteps you could tell it was your brother.

"Should I stop?" She asked with mock-concern and interest. You realized your answer won't change anything - maybe just the intensity of her moves, so you didn't waste your energy answering. That was a sign of your obedience and helplessness Ellie waited for. "Good girl."

She rolled you on your stomach and tangled her fingers in your hair, pressing your head into the pillow. She shoved it down with every thrust - every hit of your climax - to stop you from moaning. And of course it didn't work completely, but they faded enough to be inaudible outside the room.

She was intentionally going faster and faster. She loved playing with you, feeling the thrill of it, even though you didn't find it so amusing. You digged your nails into the tattoo on her forearm, hoping to slow her down.

"Ya know what will happen if he hears?" She didn't seem to care that your fingers were literally drawing blood from her body. "You'll handle it. Unless you want him to find out?" She whispered.

You immediately shook your head, pursing your lips and squeezing your eyes shut.

Then, your moment of focus broke as you heard knocking, on the door to your room this time.

"I'm back!" Your brother announced.

You asked him to tell you whenever he goes out or cames back, mostly so you knew if Ellie's free, since he only goes out with her. Today was the first time he went outside on his own and the poor guy had no idea she found a reason to visit your house anyway, just like he had no idea she did so even when he was home, in his room, right above yours.

The lack of response surprised him, so he knocked once more before shouting confused -'You there?'

Ellie looked down at you, daring you to answer, mouthing silent 'go on' in the most taunting voice she could.

"Yes! That's good!" Your voice was shaky and you knew he will notice.

He wasn't really caring, just curious, so he had to know everything. His first sentence sounded cute, like he really cared, but you figured out he's making fun of you as soon as you heard the other questions. "Are you crying? What, you weren't invited to some lame party? Or a boy you know for a week broke up with you?"

And what were you supposed to say? -'No, your best friend is fucking me for... probably more than an hour now, and her dick is probably bigger than yours, so I can't control my tears'

"Yeah, something lik- Oh, fuck off!" You screamed back, succeeding to pretend you're really hurt because of one of the pathetic things he accused you for.

He laughed. "Mhm- Whatever!"

The footsteps climbed up stairs and got silent. Ellie bit her bottom lip, holding back a chuckle.

"Does he really think of you so low?" Her hips slowed down again, but became more precise. "You did good, don't worry. It'll be over soon."

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ownedbyeilish · 1 year ago

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I love how Dina has an ass and Ellie has a bum.

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Can you do an ellie oneshot where she loses an f1 race at the last second and takes her anger out on us?

f1 driver!ellie x girlfriend!reader

summary: ellie loses a race just by a second and needs a to place her anger somewhere.

a/n: okayy fun fact THIS WAS MY FIRST REQ and by that i mean first req w an acc prompt 😋 so thank u anon love u cutieee. i know NOTHING about f1 racing my knowledge is fully from the cars disney movies… and also im not the best at writing angry smut sooo :p this is a little short but still wanted to fufill your req, hope u like this lovies <3

cw: men dni, 2.0k words, porn w/ plot (kindof), wlw sex, oral (e!receiving), degradation (pretty vanilla), + praise, pet names (baby, mama, princess, etc;) vulgarity, profanity, dom!ellie, sub!reader, riding (r!receiving), smacking (like a lil tap), ellie refers to strap as her cock, overstimulation, nipple sucking, mating press (r!receiving), black reader, angry!ellie kinda dirtyy hollon

there you stood in the stands, shouting and supporting ellie as the loud vroom of cars roared in the air. it was electrifying, you could see that the car ellie was driving was just a bit behind another, occasionally passing it before it sped up again.

it came to the final stretch and ellie and this other car were competing for first place, and there was no consistent placing, you couldn’t even tell who would win. the cars fought but just as they came up to the finish line the other car pulled in front, cutting ellie off and resulting in her losing.

your cheers deflated, knowing how upset she must be. ellie was the type to blame herself for losing, overworking herself to become better. you loved that about her, but it concerned you sometimes how much she’d push herself.

after leaving the circuit and paddock gates ellie immediately found you, a frown on her face, avoiding eye contact, wallowing in disappointment.

“oh els, you did s’good” you tried to uplift her, pulling your girl into a firm hug, whispering praise in her ear as she barely hugged you back. she wasn’t sad— she was angry.

not the kind of yelling and screaming angry, the silent angry, the one that always sent a shiver down your back. you walked to the car in silence, and when you tried to get in the drivers seat ellie stopped you.

“passengers seat, now” she grumbled, almost glaring at you. you complied, a little hurt but doing it nonetheless. the drive was silent, the walk to the front door was silent, she didn’t utter a single. fucking. word.

as you walked to the bedroom ellie closed the door before uttering a low “strip” looking at you with low eyes, causing you to stare at her with your mouth slightly ajar.

“h-huh?” you stuttered, a little confused.

“you fuckin’ heard me, strip” she said a little more harshly, urging you to be a little quicker while pulling your clothes off. you sat in the middle of the bed, in your bra and panties, as she walked toward you, pushing a curl out of your face and tucking it behind your ear before her hand snaked behind your neck and tugged your hair, forcing your head to tilt back as she left open mouthed kisses on your bare neck.

“doin’ what i saw like a little fuckin’ dog” she chuckled, sucking at your skin leaving dark marks, her teeth grazing your flesh and making you whimper.

“take this shit off” she mumbled against your skin as she groped your chest, causing a whine to slip from your lips and you reached back to unclip your bra, letting the straps fall down your shoulders before ellie practically ripped it off throwing it in some corner of the room.

she began to suck and nip at your tits simply for her own pleasure, fondling them with however much force she felt was needed. you gasped and whimpered under her, noticing how she wasn’t acting normally. she was treating you as if you were some kind of toy, and you kind of liked it.

after she was satisfied she pulled away, pushing you down on the bed while unbuttoning her pants. you knew what she was doing. she was gonna use your mouth, and you were definitely not opposed.

she kicked off her pants and boxers, her thigh’s straddling your head as she tapped your cheek, a little on the slapping side, to open your mouth.

“y’gnna eat me like a good girl?” she mumbled, looking down at you with low eyes, her hand pulling your hair for you to answer.

“yeah, i’ll do whatever you say” you whimper, desperately for her taste, already dreaming about your tongue inbetween her folds.

she finally lowered, allowing you to taste her pussy, and you went to work almost immediately, slurping and sucking, as messily as you could. you saw ellies anger faltering as her eyebrows furrowed in pleasure.

“ah— shit, thats right, doin s’good mama” she groaned, throwing her head back as she grinded against your tongue, and you were happy to let her. your tongue pushed into her hole, causing a whimper to leave her lips, and that resulted in you smiling against her pussy, looking up at her face to see that her head was tilted back, her lips apart as groa ns left her mouth.

you snuck your hands under your panties, placing pressure amongst your bundle of nerves, the sight of ellie falling apart at just your tongue was just too much, you whimpered into her, sucking on her pretty pink clit.

“fuck— such a slutty mouth, huh? touching yourself like a fuckin’ whore” she chuckles, her breathing heavy as she looks back to see your hand in your panties.

“answer me” she said a little louder tugging your hair causing you to whine, before doing what she told you to do.

“yes” cried breathlessly, kitten licking her, just wanting to bring her and yourself to an orgasm, your tongue flicking at her swollen clit.

“f-fuck-- m'gonna cum, y'gonna swallow it all? huh?" she mumbled throughout broken moans, her head tilted back as her hips grinded against your mouth, slightly faltering as her orgasm hit her, low profanities slipping from her lips.

you, of course, were eager to clean her up, licking the remaining off of her, reveling in her taste as she got off of you, leaning against the headboard, catching her breath. you crawled up to her to give her a slow kiss, but that’s not what she wanted, her hand was quickly around your throat, the kiss was rough and sloppy, and it may have made you even wetter than before.

“c’mon baby, we’re not done” she mumbled releasing your throat from her hand, “turn around” her dark eyes looking at you like before, giving you goosebumps.

you followed her orders, hearing her fumble in the drawer next to her, knowing what she was getting. her hands gripped your waist to pull you toward her crotch. your covered pussy slightly brushed against her strap making you whimper.

“m’gonna make you work for it” she whispered in your ear, aiding in taking off your panties. guiding you on her strap. as you slid down, all you could do is let out a broken moan, your hands in front of you propping you up while you used your lower body strength to begin to lift your hips and slowly move them back down.

“good girl, s’desperate huh?” she mumbled her calloused hand firmly gripping your hips, helping to move your hips but only slightly, she didn’t want to give you the satisfaction.

and ellie didn’t. she just sat there and watched your cunt swallow her strap, the slapping and squelching noise’s bouncing off the walls along with your desperate whines for ellie to help.

“f-fuck els… please” you whimpered. your head hanging low, your dark complexion tinted with a deep red as you begged for her to do something.

your thighs were beginning to burn, but you were so desperate to orgasm, whines turned to whimpers as tears pricked in the corners of your eyes, your mouth ajar as you tried your hardest to fuck yourself on ellies strap just enough to push you to the edge.

“fuck mama, if only y’could see how well she’s takin’ me” she mumbled, a white ring forming around the purple strap, causing ellie to groan, profanity slipping from her lips as she lowly praised your pussy. you couldn’t take it, her words were so close to pushing you over the edge, ellie swore she could feel you clench around her strap.

you couldn’t see, but ellie was mesmerized. the strap deliciously bumping against her swollen clit as you bounced against her cock, her hands traveling to your ass. squeezing harshly just to hear more of your desperate whines, your curls draping across your back, practically begging for her to take ahold of them, yank your head back and whisper despicable things in your ear, but ellie wanted more.

her hand held you in place by your waist while the other was on your back, pushing you down in the sheets causing you to yelp, while ellie stood up on her knees, leaning down to get close to your ear, all while still inside you.

“jus’ couldn’t wait, huh? needed me to fuck this slutty pussy, yeah?” she snarled in your ear, thrusting hard when you wouldn’t answer, causing you to cry out and grip the sheets out of pleasure. your sweat mixed with hers as she began to push into you at an agonizing rate, hitting that spot that drove you insane, “f-fuck, need your cock s’bad” you cried, trying your best to push your hips back to meet hers.

“yeah? princess can’t do it herself, huh? need ellie to help get you off, i know” she began to babble, her hand traveling to your chin to tilt it up while the other pushed at your lower back.

“need you— ah!” you squealed as her finger met your clit, her teeth grazing your bare shoulder, “o-oh fuck— right there” you mumbled, your hand flying back to grip ellies bicep, digging your nails into her skin as she thrusts deeper.

you looked to meet her eyes, her low eyes looking into yours causing your pussy to gush around her cock, sinful moans being tugged from your lips. “gnna’ cum— can’t do it” you cried, your thighs trembling as you felt yourself come to the brink, but just as you did ellie pulled out, pulling a loud whine from your plump lips.

“w-why’d you do that?” you cried, as she removed her hands from you, just to watch you squirm in dissatisfaction before she flipped you around, your back now facing the bed as her hands pressed against your thighs, pushing you into a mating press, slowly pushing into you, watching the way your face contorted in pleasure.

you were so out of it, completely cock drunk, breaking eye contact every five seconds for your eyes to wander back to ellies thick strap obtruding your cunt so vulgarly it made you whine, sometimes ellie had to gently smack you a bit to pay attention.

your core immediately tightened around her, your hands scratching at her back, possibly drawing blood. ellie grimaced, but it eventually turned into some sick smile, like she enjoyed the pain. “c’mon mama, y’can take it” she whispered in your ear, dragging in and out of you at orgasmic rate, your eyes fluttering as her forehead met with yours, the eye contact you two shared quickly bringing you to your orgasm.

ellie knew you’d cum in record-breaking timing, especially in that position, she just wanted to see how you furrowed your eyebrows and pouted your lips in torturing overstimulation.

“thats it— cum f’me, give it to me mama” she talked you through it, her thrusts slowing down but never stopping as your thighs shook, your heavy breathing. in her ear, the combination of her sweat and hers completely consuming you.

“els— s’too much” you mumble while coming down from your high, your clammy palms pushing on her lower stomach, trying to push her away, the sting of overstimulation now making you wince in discomfort.

“sorry baby, i got you” she mumbled, slowly pulling out, massaging your thighs, gently pulling you into a spooning position as you both caught your breaths together.

“you okay now?” you mumbled, knowing she just needed to get her anger out. you could feel her nod against your shoulder, her arms wrapping around your waist, “mhm, you’re perfect, thank you” she said, muffled against your skin.

“are you gonna… take it off?” you giggled tiredly, referring to ellies strap. she just shook her head, holding you tighter, “who knows what’ll happen in the morning” sihe said nonchalantly, soundly falling asleep behind you, leaving you preparing yourself for tomorrow morning with a smug smirk.

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