#bill kaulitz sub

[darkside-0f-the-sun]

he’s such a bottom i’m telling you

[tokiokaulitz483]

My submissive boyfriend

Hallo guys here is the story we've all been waiting for (im assuming)

Warning this smut will contain the following: sub!bill, dom!reader, hair pulling, B.j(male receiving) degrading, p in v(cowgirl)

sorry this is very very late but uhhh i had a dance and uh just know i was throwing A LOT of ass(yes there are videos) anyways enjoy :D

I go into the living room and sit down on the couch and turn on the tv

Bill runs into the living room and he looks at me pouting

What is it Bill can't you see im watching tv? I ask him feeling slightly annoyed

Yes but i um... need a little help he points at the bulge in his pants and look at me

I groan and i look at him I dont want to right now Bill cant it wait?

But... i need you now i ignore his pleas and i focus on the tv. He starts to rub himself on my arm whimpering

I look at him annoyed fine you want this so badly fucking fine you slut I grab him by his hair and i throw him onto the couch fucking stupid slut can't even wait two seconds without needing me

He looks up at me blushing hard i walk over to him and i unzip his pants and i take out his needy throbbing cock

You're so hard for me already hm? i start kitty licking his tip leaking with pre-cum

A-ah prinzessin he moans softly looking down at me and i take the whole thing into my mouth sucking roughly he lets out a loud squeal and he starts moaning loudly

Oh god... fuck yes... I continue sucking and he starts bucking his hips up to my face I start moaning all around his cock then before i know it he lets out a loud cry as he cums in my mouth

Holy fuck! he looks down at me and I take his cock out of my mouth with a wet pop and i smirk

I stand up and i take off my skirt showing that i wasn't even wearing any panties I sit on his lap straddling him and i rub my pussy and my swollen clit on his cock

Oh god... he moans softly as he grips my hips

You like this don't you... fucking slut i stop humping him and i stand up for a second and i slam myself onto his cock

Oh god schatz! he throws his head back moaning like the little whore he is, you know i've always loved seeing him like this while i ride him seeing his makeup ruined while i ride his cock roughly him moaning like crazy until he cums inside of me honestly its really cute

Fuck your so hard f'me baby i continue riding him and i look down at him smirking his face messed up tears coming down his face ruining his eyeliner and he grips my hips tightly i start riding him faster and harder wanting him to cum inside of me

M-mommy your so tight i think im gonna cum he moans looking up at me trying to move his hair that's sticking to his face out of the way

Yes baby cum inside of mommy i moan grinning at him as i feel his cock throb inside of me we both let out a loud moan/groan as he cums inside of me painting my tight walls with his load

I get off of him and i sit next to him his cum dripping down my leg and i look at him and he looks back at me then we start laughing

Maybe i should be more dominant more often i say laughing

Yeah maybe you should he says laughing back then he gets up and goes into the bathroom to take a shower

Gosh i love my submissive boyfriend

im so happy that this is finish and trust me this wasn't even close to rushed (made in like 40/55 minutes)

[estxkios]

SUB BILL K. IMAGINES

2008!billkaulitz x gn!reader

summary : things subby bill would totally do >-<

warning : smut obv :3

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imagine subby bill who wont touch himself when you arent home.

poor boy will just find something to rub his hips into wether that be the side of his bed, a pillow, or one of his stuffies :<

because why would he cum if your hands arent wrapped around his cock?

imagine finding sub bill whining in his sleep because hes dreaming about you riding him

"mmhhg.. bitte.." you would hear him moan, his eyebrows pierced as he nibbled on his bottom lip to subconsciously suppress anything else from coming out.

he especially does this when you arent home, so there is no telling how many times the sheets have been changed out because bill was just so desperate for u :<<

imagine sub bill that listens to your every command.

wether its telling him to hold his cum for just a little longer while you hold your finger over his sensitive tip or if you are telling him to let those pretty noises out, he will listen !!

no matter how hard it is for him, even if it brings him to tears, he will hold his cum a little longer just for u !! :3

ughh imagine sub bill who just whimpers at your touch :< even when you havent been denying his orgasms his just soo sensitive !!

and imagine sub bill who thinks its a reward whenever you let him fuck you even though its just you guiding his hips into your pussy while you praise him

poor thing is so pussy whipped he doesnt know any better :\

and on too of that, imagine sub bill who always begs for your approval for everything.

he always needs to know if hes being a good boy for you !!

"am i being a good boy?" he would whine out as he thrusted into you, his fingers shakily scrambling to yours, which were on his hips. he was nearing his third orgasm of the night. his body hurt so good. "please tell me im being a good boy..!! mmmhpp please !!"

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okay enjoy horny fuckers :p

[20doozers]

★Wet dream★

TW: handjob, whining, whimpering, getting caught masturbating, slight somnophilia, sleepover with bill, dry orgasm, “milking” bill, bath as aftercare, overstimulation, fwb/just friends trope, use of y/n, use of sweetheart, baby, etc.

You were at bill’s place for a sleepover, his parents were out of town and his twin brother Tom was staying at a friends place, meaning you and bill had the house all to yourselves. Candy, movies, snacks, cuddles, etc. the night being filled with giggles and fun, the friendship bond between you two being the only focus of the night besides fun.

Eventually you two winded down, laying in bed and turning on a movie that bill was watching while you laid next to him, slowly falling asleep because you were tired. After you had fallen asleep bill was just admiring you, staring at your sleeping face as you slept peacefully. You were so beautiful. Those lips, those eyes, that skin… gosh, he just wanted to kiss you. But he couldn’t, you two were just friends, nothing more than that, or at least that’s what bill was telling himself.

When he was pulled out of his thoughts he looked down, seeing the tent in his pajama pants along with a small wet splotch of precum due to his lack of boxers beneath his pajamas. Fuck. He sat there silently, debating on whether he should go to the bathroom and quickly get rid of the problem.. but oh, you were so peaceful, and getting up would surely wake you.. He sighed, palming himself lightly through his pajama pants, biting his lips to muffle his moans and whimpers as he tried to quietly rub one out.

Yet that stimulation wasn’t enough, not to mention he was basically ruining his pajama pants. His cheeks were flushed pink and his eyebrows were furrowed in concentration as he slowly pulled down his pajama pants just enough to pull out his cock, wrapping his pale fingers around his shaft, slowly pumping himself as he whined and moaned, his noises being muffled slightly as he bit his lip.

He was so close, his moans becoming more guttural as his head rolled back slightly, his moans becoming harder and harder to hold back as he jerked off, his hand and shaft slick with precum as he continued. Yet he was shocked when he felt your hand on his wrist, his movements halting immediately as his head shot in your direction.

You laid there almost half asleep as you pulled his hand away from his cock, wrapping your own hand around his member as you very slowly pumped him.

“Y/n… w- what are you doing..?” Bill whimpered, still trying to hold back his moans.

“You seemed like you could use some help, so I’m helping.” You hummed, acting like this behavior was normal as you jerked him off.

“H-hah.. y/nn.. please.. ‘s too much…” Bill whined, laid on his back as you pumped his cock in your hand, milking him with every amount of strength you had. He had came at least 3? 4? 5? You weren’t keeping count, and neither was he, hell he was unable to with how clouded his mind was. There were drips of drool of his chin, tears clouding his eyes, and his cock was covered in cum, so was your hand as you slowly drove him insane with the overstimulation.

“Shh.. you’re okay baby.. one more, just give me one more sweetheart..” you soothed, your hand nothing speeding up as you pumped his member faster and faster, brushing over the tip of his cock with your thumb.

Bill’s 6th and final orgasm came and went, washing over the poor boy as he let out small cries and moans of ‘ow’ and your name. You slowly worked him through his orgasm, softly shushing him as the afterglow of post nut clarity washed over him. His last orgasm had been completely dry, no cum following his orgasm from how many times he had came, his body now trembling as you got up to go get a washcloth and to clean him up.

“Are you okay sweetheart? Did I go to far?” You questioned soflty, his pale body mostly limp in your arms as he trembled, letting you gently lay him in the bathtub which was filled with warm water. He didn’t respond, just giving a small whimper as he shook his head, still overstimulated from the intensity of it all.

You gently kissed his forehead, combing your fingers through his sweat dampened hair as he lay there trembling in the warm bath water. You sat by his side the entire time, even helping him wash his hair and body due to his weakness before helping him out of the bath, draping a warm fluffy towel over him. You helped him dry off and change into some pajamas before helping him into bed as well.

You gently pulled his still trembling body against yours, shushing him quietly as you rubbed his back, his small whines and whimpers being muffled as he hid his face in the crook of your neck.

“You comfy baby?”

“Y-yeah… just a bit cold..” bill murmured, his body shivering as you kissed his head. You reached off to the side to turn on the heating blanket draped over his bed, turning it on so he could be warmer.

“That better?” You questioned softly, bill murmured a quiet ‘mhm’ before yawning, cuddling further into you as you two laid there.

Maybe you two were more than “just friends”.

AHH! I’m pretty happy with this one, it’s a gn!reader fic and my second smut ive written. Yes I reused the top images i couldn’t find more😔 love you guys💕💕

Tags: @itsmealaiah @madzandmore @cherry-rawr @jkloserdazai @goreishgorinthgoreofshits

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footage of me tying sleepy bills hands to the ceiling and making him watch me tease his dick for hours while cant do anything about it🤗

[bkaulitzz]

𝐁𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡

more like this on my wattpad b_kaulitzz

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i dont rlly have any pics to match sigh

info/warnings: SMUT, p in v, oral, praising, FEM x SUB!BILL, no usage of y/n but it is x reader

synopsis: based on that one chai bot that asks you to wash his hair, I DONT DESCRIBE HAIR OR BLUSHING BC I TRY TO BE INCLUSIVE 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️

more under cut :)

I hugged a pillow between my legs, running my nails over the remote buttons as the TV shined on my face. The low hum coming from the TV as the room was dark, my hip resting against the firm, leather cushion. I yawned, my eyes barely opening as the drama murmured. I raised an eyebrow, hearing the door crack open. Bill's slim figure entered my vision as he was already inside, closing the door. He sighed in relief, locking it before coming over by the feet side of the couch. "How was the show?" I sighed, looking up at him as he held wide eyes with a smile. His mascara and eyeshadow practically melted.

"It was great...I'm exhausted, " He said. I sat up, moving my legs off the couch. He came over, the cushion dipped as he took a seat next to me.

"I can see that, " I snickered as I scanned over his face and hair. His hair was slightly shiny from the mixed sweat and hairspray, the TV screen light only exposing him more. He frowned as his gaze from the TV turned to me.

"Do I look that bad?" He reached up from a piece of his hair, pouting as he looked up at the start of the spikes that surrounded his hairline.

"Yes, " I snickered more, covering my mouth as the laugh became more obnoxious. He whined, looking at me again.

"You don't have to be so mean about it, " He twirled the crunchy piece of hair that slowly unraveled from the hairspray.

"I'm just playing, Bill, " I rolled my eyes, sitting back on my hands.

"Well...can you do something about it?" He tilted his head, running his fingers through more crunchy strands.

"As in?..." I raised an eyebrow.

"Wash my hair?" He leaned in close as he asked, fluttering his eyelashes. I scoffed, rolling my eyes.

"What?? No, you can do that yourself, " I crossed my arms, sitting more on the couch as I turned back to the TV.

"Please?" He pleaded with a frown and I kept my attention on the cheesy romance drama.

"No," I repeated.

"Pleeeaaaaase, " Bill dragged out, placing his temple on my shoulder as he looked up at me. I turned my head to him as he gave me doe eyes, his hands fidgeting to take off one of his bracelets. My eyebrows relaxed as I looked down at him, giving a small smile before parting my lips.

"No, " I said sternly. He pouted, staying in the position he was in.

"Don't be like that, " He whined, groaning after. "Just this once? Please? I won't ever ask you again, " He threw off his cuff bracelets, causing them to clank against the glass coffee table. I clicked my tongue, rolling my eyes.

"I don't know why you want me to do it so bad, " I pushed him off, pressing my finger pads against his forehead. He frowned, attaching his chin to my shoulder.

"Because I'm your bestest, sweetest, nicest, and hottest friend. And, you'll do anything for me, right?" He grinned, his canine teeth showing as his eyes squinted from smiling widely.

"You're being sooo corny, are you drunk?" I snickered. He shook his head, throwing the rest of his bracelets onto the table.

"Is that a yes?" His eyes became hooded as he stared over my lips, only a few inches away. He looked back up at me with the same doe look.

"Fine, only so you shut up, " I scoffed, getting up from the couch. I reached for the remote, shutting the TV off, leaving us in the dark again. He squealed quietly, clapping his hands.

"Yay!" Bill exclaimed. I sighed, throwing the remote onto the couch before making my way to the single bathroom. I turned on the light, rubbing my eyes as I walked to the tub. I sat on the ledge, looking over at Bill as he held a grin. He closed the door behind him, coming over to sit back on my right against the tub.

"Cold or what?" I reached up for the shower head, taking it off it's place. I turned it on, feeling the temperature as he rolled his eyes back instinctively to think.

"Lukewarm, " His eyes turned to me with the same doe look. I reached for the knob, twisting it with a creak before feeling the temperature again. I sighed before turning to Bill.

"Close your eyes, " I said before he did so. I ran the water over his hair from his hairline, his spikes deflating as they soaked up the water. I ran my fingers through his scalp, causing him to shiver. I snickered, making sure to drench his whole head.

"That tickles, " He breathed out. I turned off the water, grabbing the mini shampoo, and clicked it open before splurting a quarter size into my palm.

"This is gonna tickle more, " I said and lathered the shampoo into a foam. He looked over at me, his eyes still surrounded by the shimmery eyeshadow.

"Be gentle, " He said. I leaned more over him, both of my hands moving into his hair. I bit my lip, focusing on his hair as his eyes looked up at me. I massaged the soap into his scalp with my fingertips, causing Bill to close his eyes. He hummed in delight as the lather ran through my fingers and his hair.

"Does it feel good?" I ran the shampoo through his hair strands before massaging it into his scalp again. He let out a small 'mhm,' looking up at me again with hooded eyes.

"Thank you, you're so sweet, " He purred, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. I grimaced, continuing to scrub his hair.

"Sweet?" I fake gagged, pulled away, and shook the excess shampoo off my hands.

"Yea, sweet. Is something wrong with that?" Bill huffed. I reached for the cold metal again, the knob creaking once again as I came close.

"Yea?! You never call me that, " I scoffed, leaning down to him again. My whole upper body was over him as my right hand ran up to his scalp, spraying warm water to rinse the hair out. I held my breath as he looked up at me, fluttering his eyes.

"Can't I call you sweet now?" He hummed. I raised my damp hand to his nose, pinching it and causing him to wince. I snickered as I pulled away from his now-red nose, continuing to rinse his hair out. "Why'd you do that?!" He frowned as he reached for his nose, massaging it.

"I always do that, what do you mean?" I sighed as I continued to rinse his hair off.

"Well...it was mean, " He sulked as I turned the water off and placed the shower head down.

"I was just playing, Bill, I'm sorry, " I picked up the mini conditioner, squirting an even amount into my hand. I groaned, moving my hands down to massage it to the ends of his hair.

"I accept your apology...only because you're washing my hair, " He muttered.

"What's up with you, Bill?" I grabbed the shower head again.

"Nothing...why?" He looked away as I rinsed his soft hair out of the conditioner.

"You're really soft today, " I squeezed my pointer and middle finger together, squeezing the conditioner out of each strand.

"No, I'm not!" Bill retorted.

"Yes, you are, " I nodded before turning off the water for a final time. I pulled away from him, getting up on one knee to put away the shower head.

"No, I'm not, " He crossed his arms as he laid there with his wet hair. I rolled my eyes, sliding off the ledge. My feet hit the cold brick floor as I took a few steps to the cabinet.

"You so are, " I pulled it open, leaning down to pull out a fiber towel. I walked back to Bill, leaning over as he lifted his head up a bit for me. I wrapped the towel around his head, allowing him to sit up more.

"No, I'm not, " He dragged out. I exhaled, drying his hair out for him.

"Just admit it, " I snickered, continuing to dry his hair.

"I'm not!" He huffed. I pulled the towel on his head, covering his eyes before letting go and running out of the bathroom. His groans were faint as I plopped onto the couch. I turned the TV on again, hearing his feet pitter-patter as he flipped the switch off, making his way to the couch. "You're so mean!" He groaned, plopping by my feet as I was already sprawled out.

"Boohoo, " I stuck my tongue out, focusing on the movie. He threw the towel aside, his hair still damp as he crawled down to me. I furrowed my brows, feeling him wrap his arms around my waist.

"Now you have to deal with this, " He laid his chin on my chest as he looked up at me. I tilted my head, reaching down to comb my fingers through his hair, revealing more of his face.

"You're so weird..." I sucked my teeth, turning my whole body to lay flat against the couch. He laid between my legs, his chin still resting on my chest as I played with his damp hair.

"You think so?" He looked away, closing his eyes. I continued to run my fingers through his hair one after another, slowly.

"Yea...you aren't responding like you usually do, " I hummed. He fluttered his eyes open, coming up closer as my fingers were tangled in his hair.

"I guess..." Bill locked eyes with me, being at eye level by now. I furrowed my brows as his eyes slowly went down to my lips, his heartbeat against my chest, racing faster than I could keep up.

"Bill?..." I mumbled, moving my hands down from his hair to cup his cheeks. I raised his face to look at me, my legs feeling the warmth of his jeans rubbing against my calves.

"How do I tell you?..." He looked away. I bit my lip, caressing his right cheek with my thumb as his face was painted pink.

"Tell me what?" I smirked, continuing to caress his cheek.

"I..." He whispered, slowly looking back at me. I ran my hand down his soft face, swiping my thumb over his bottom lip. He looked at me with parted lips before speaking again. "I like you..." He whispered, becoming a dark shade of red throughout his face and ears.

"You what?" I grinned, continuing to play with his bottom lip. He bit his lip, faceplanting his face in my chest. I slid my hands back into his damp hair, the beachy smell of the shampoo being so close.

"Stop it, " He whined, peeking up at me, keeping the rest of his face buried in my chest.

"I didn't hear you, " I hummed, twirling a strand of his hair in my finger. He propped his chin up again, still being the same shade of red.

"I like you, okay?..." He looked away. I pulled him in by the back of his head, being centimeters away from his face by now. He widened his eyes as he looked at me, his heartbeat only racing more against my chest. I leaned close, keeping my eyes on his lips before kissing his plump lips. He slowly closed his eyes, kissing back. The faint taste of beer faded into my lips.

"You lied, you did drink, " I mumbled against his lips, moving a hand to the side of his cheek before kissing him again.

"Only a bit..." He responded. I cupped his lower jaw, causing him to softly gasp as his lips moved against mine. "I meant every word, I swear, " He panted as I began to harshly move my lips against his. I raised an eyebrow, my eyes still closed as I trailed my hand down to the growing tent in his pants. His breath hitched into the kiss, making more room for my hand.

"Are you sure?" I pulled away from the kiss. His lips were puckered as I gently squished his face in my grasp.

"Sober, " He nodded as he spoke. I pulled away from his face, allowing him to lay his head in the crook of my neck. His gaze focused on my hand, unbuckling his belt with a few pulls. I pulled it out of his belt loops, and he lazily laid his arms around my waist. I dropped the belt to the floor, the decorations clanking against each other as my hand moved back to the start of his jeans. I unbuttoned them, zipping the fly down before moving my hand between his jeans and boxers. I bit my lip, feeling Bill hide his face in the crook of my neck. I palmed him, his soft moans tickling against my neck. I slid my hand into his boxers, pulling his hard length out. His chest heaved as he laid by my side, continuing to watch.

"So shy..." I whispered, wrapping my fingers around his cock. Bill let out a whine as he shuddered against my cold touch. I slowly pumped him and he moved his lips against my lips. He planted soft kisses, shakingly moaning against my skin as I pumped him, occasionally thumbing his tip. I bit my lip, feeling him nip at my skin as I tightened my grip more. His breath hiccuped, leaving behind small red marks scattered across my skin as I slowly yet harshly worked my hand around his cock. He slid a hand under my shirt, cupping my bare boob as I didn't wear a bra. I let out a small gasp, feeling his run my nipple in between his two fingers. He lifted my shirt above my chest with his wrist, continuing to play with my nipple. I turned my head to him, continuing to keep my grasp around his cock, hearing his sweet moans. He looked up at me with knotted brows, before pulling away to crawl on top of me. I rested my head on one of the couch pillows, my eyes following him as he placed gentle kisses around my chest. He looked up at me with a warm look, his eyes blinking slowly as his lashes accentuated him.

"This okay?..." He moved his kisses down, trailing them around my nipple. His kisses were soft, sinking into my skin as if I were quicksand.

"Keep going, " I nodded, moving my hand back into his now-dry hair. He laid his tongue flat against my hard nipple, causing me to shudder with the contact of his cold piercing. He wrapped his plump lips around my nipple, his other hand gliding down my torso to the start of my shorts. I softly moaned, running my fingers through his scalp. Bill closed his eyes, continuing to keep his lips around my nipple. He slid his hand into my shorts, his fingers already running against my wet slick as I wore no panties. I panted softly, gently grasping a handful of his hair as he circle my clit with his middle finger. His eyes were hooded as he looked at me, pulling off of my nipple.

"Am I doing good?" He gently spoke.

"You're doing so well, " I continued to play with his hair. His face was a soft pink again, moving down between my legs. He wrapped his fingers around the start of my shorts, pulling them off. I moved my legs in the opposite direction, causing Bill to sit up, and I kicked them off my ankles to help. He took hold of my ankles, peppering kisses as he slowly came back down. He kissed the flesh of my inner thighs, slowly moving them onto my pussy. He kissed my clit, his hands moving around the back of my thigh. My chest heaved as I watched him, sliding my hand down to gently take a grasp of his hair. He laid his tongue flat against my clit, eyes still hooded as they looked up at me. I panted softly, my other hand reaching back to take hold of the pillow. I arched my back slightly, feeling him lap his tongue against my clit. The metal that decorated his tongue occasionally hit my clit. The rings on his fingers slid against the flesh of my thigh as he slowly moved them to my pussy. I let out a drawn-out moan, throwing my head back as his tongue lapped, two of his fingers prodding at my slick hole. He slowly slid his fingers in, stopping at the cold metal around his fingers. I looked back down at him as he kept his menacing stare at me. I rested my ankles around his shoulders gently as I repeatedly panted, gripping his hair.

"Good boy..." I shakingly let out. He whimpered against my cunt, causing vibration against my skin. I let out a deliberate squeal, keeping eye contact with him. He slowly thrusted his fingers, wrapping his lips around my clit. He continued to moan against my skin, only causing more vibrations. I thinly moaned, feeling his fingers curl inside of me. I pushed his head down more, his lips unraveling as he pulled his fingers out. He wrapped his hand around my thigh again, his tongue moving through my folds. I breathed heavily, the static of the TV filling my head as I became lightheaded. Bill lifted my hips, licking up all of my juices before pulling away. I let out a depraved moan as he sat on his knees, reaching back for a condom. He tore it open, biting his lip as he pushed the condom down around his cock. I panted, catching my breath as he scooted over, taking hold of my calves.

"Is this alright?" He asked, looking down at me as he lifted my legs slightly. I gave him a small nod before his gaze moved down. He aligned himself, clenching my calves as he slowly entered. I threw my head back, arching my back as I heard his shaky breathing. I let out a high-pitched whine, feeling him slowly bottom me out as I dug my nails into the leather couch. He breathed heavily as he fully entered and I looked back up at him. He gave me a soft gaze, soothing me by moving a hand down on my hip to massage it. "You okay?"

"Yea...continue, " I panted. He nodded, moving both of his hands to my hips. His thumbs pressed into them as he slowly thrusted. I choked out moans, looking up at him as he furrowed his brows. He bit his lip, moving one of my legs over his shoulder. My chest caved as he leaned down, and the beachy coconut smell from his hair hit me again. The mumbling from the TV accompanied our heavy breathing as Bill stared into my eyes, reaching down for my left hand. He clasped his fingers into my hand, causing me to do the same. Our hands molded into one another as he kept his steady rhythm, bucking his hips into mine. The back of my head moved against the pillow as I dug my nails into the back of his palm, his tip kissing my cervix.

"You feel so good..." He rasped, each of his words tickling my nose and lips as he was a few inches away. I breathily moaned in response, the fly of his jeans tickling the back of my thighs.

"Fuck...you're doing so well, " I choked. He leaned down, placing his lips on mine, tasting myself on his tongue. His moans were strained as he shuddered his hips to the praise, my legs moving around his waist as he quickened his pace. He sloppily kissed my lips, barely being able to be attached as he thrusted. I furrowed my brows, pulling away as I threw my head back, feeling him hit my G-spot. "Right there, Bill, fuck, " I mewl. He kissed my chin, pulling away from my hand as he held my waist. He dug his polished nails into my flesh, leaving crescent marks as he sat up on his knees.

"So good, " Bill threw his head back, straining my name as I clenched around him. He repeatedly moaned my name, thrusting into my G-spot. I arched my back, my moans being cut off by one another. He leaned down, kissing in between my boobs as he kept a steady pace.

"You're such a good boy, " I cried out, causing him to roll his hips at a faster pace. I looked back down at him, his eyes glazed over as his eyeshadow was running more than it had before. His forehead glistened as he bit his lip. My body heated up as he muffledly groaned. He slowed down, feeling me clench around him. I groaned, lazily sitting up. I pushed him backward, causing him to fall back and lie flat against the couch. He widened his eyes as I straddled on top of him, positioning myself. "I didn't tell you to slow down."

"I'm sorry, " He stammered. I placed my hands on his torso, rolling my hips as I looked down at him. His brows were knitted as his jaw hung low. I lifted his t-shirt a bit, exposing his soft abs and the star tattoo that decorated his v-line. I bit my lip, watching as his head was thrown back. I sat on my knees, bouncing at a fast pace, causing high-pitched, filthy noises to escape his pretty pink lips. I leaned down, kissing his glistening neck as I kept my pace. He let out desperate whines, followed by grunts. I placed a hand behind his head, moving his face down to kiss his lips. I sloppily kissed him, his lips vibrating against mine as he let out broken cries of pleasure. "I'm close, " He breathed. My hips shuddered in response and he placed his hands on either side. His hips jolted as I placed my hands on his shoulders. I shrieked, feeling him thrust up into me, throwing my head back. The cold rings on his fingers accompanied the burning feeling of his hands on my hips. I felt the familiar knot in my stomach, clenching around him again. Bill groaned, cursing under my breath as I saw white, releasing all over his member. He sloppily fucking my cum into me as he came into the condom. I fluttered my eyes, turning back to him as I breathed heavily. A few strands of his hair flew to the front of his face as he looked up at me, breathing heavily as his musk filled my nose. I reached down, tucking the strands behind his ear.

"You did so well, " I panted, falling to lay on his chest. He rubbed my sides, catching his breath before answering.

"I still didn't get an answer, " He frowned as I looked up at him.

"Over?..." My eyes traced over his glistening features from the sweat. His eyes were hooded and glazed, his hair was disheveled as if I hadn't washed it before.

"Whether you like me or not..." He looked over at me. I sighed, leaning up to peck his lips, his face becoming a soft pink.

"I thought I didn't have to tell you, " I rolled my eyes, humming as I felt him trace circles into my hips.

"I just wanted to hear you say it, " Bill said and gave me a small grin.

"Fine...I like you, too, " I huffed. He pecked my lips repeatedly, giggling as he did. I snickered, cupping his cheek again. I groaned as I looked at his hair, seeing sweat at his hairline. "I just washed your hair too..."

"Shower?" He smirked.

"Again??" I grunted, pulling at his cheek.

"Just a shower, " He mumbled. I snickered, leaning in to press a long kiss on his lips.

"Fine, but I wanna stay here for a bit, " I said once I pulled away. Bill pecked my nose, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Can't wait."

bill, bill kaulitz, smut, bill smut, sub bill

[hevansent]

I need a sub bill who wakes up hard as a rock, and needs reader so so bad he literally calls her and is like ‘can I come over?’ then before reader can even say anything he says ‘yk what? I’m coming over, I need you so bad’ and he hung up on her and she was so confused but not mad because she liked him too, and so when he got there he begged to eat her out, and then did, and then begged her to fuck him, and then the best aftercare ever like a bubble bath and yk falling asleep together cuddling ☺️

i love you. you are my muse. yes, of course i’ll write this. 🤤

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I need you.

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bill kaulitz x fem reader.

context: he stirred in his sleep, his dream displaying your body, your chest heaved and your legs were splayed open for him. he needed you so bad.

warnings: p in v, head (f receiving), fluff ending, use of y/n

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Bill wakes up to an unbearable throb beating in his cock. He whimpers in discomfort, staring up at the ceiling in hopes that his boner would die down. Five minutes pass and he’s still rock hard. He sighs and picks up his phone, opening it and scrolling through it, searching for your contact.

He presses your number and waits a couple rings.

“Hello?” The way you spoke so gently, sending a jolt of desire through his body and straight to his beating member.

“Can you come over? Please?” His spoke, his voice shaking with need. Your brows scrunch in worry as you mistake the tone of his voice.

“Are you okay? It’s la-“ Your face written with concern as your sentence cuts off with a huff from the other end of the line.

“Actually, I’ll just come over. I really, really need you, Y/n.” His words were quick, so quick you almost didn’t understand. He hung up the phone before you had the chance to respond, leaving you confused.

You laid in your bed, trying to pick apart the conversation -well, not much of a conversation- you just had with Bill.

Not long after, there was a knock at your door. You stood up, your oversized pajama shirt hung off your shoulder and stopped at the top of your thighs. You made your way to the door, cautiously opening it.

Bill stood there, his face clean and his hair down, a little messy. His eyebrows furrowed with the insufferable need for you. He looked completely intoxicating.

You stepped back and opened the door wider for him. He eagerly stepped in and walked towards your room. You look around, a bit puzzled and close the door before following after him.

“What is up with you?” You quirked a brow at him and walked closer to where he sat at the edge of your bed.

“Please, i need you so much.” He pleaded and reached out to hold your hands. You could now read the expression on his face with ease, a soft smile warming your face.

“What do you need?” You pressed, urging him to be more specific. You squeezed his hand while holding firm eye contact with him.

“Can I eat you out? Please let me eat you out.” He whined as if it was a necessity, which in his mind it was.

“You wanna make me feel good?” You spoke with a voice of silk, sitting on one of his thighs and tucking hair away from his face.

He nodded his head thirstily, one of his hands resting between your thighs, your pussy like a magnet to him.

“Go ahead.” You shrugged and backed yourself onto the bed. He crawled up to you, leaning down to kiss your neck before slipping his hands under your shirt and pulling it off.

The cool air of your bedroom and the sensation of Bill’s hands against your skin made you shiver. He hooked his fingers around the strings of your underwear and pulled them over your knees and off your ankles, tossing them away.

He whimpered as he parted your legs, your cunt glistened in the dim lighting. He bit down on his lip before kissing between your breast, making his way to your heat impatiently. He basically teased himself as he mewled against your soft skin.

He looked up at you as if asking for permission. You propped yourself up on your elbow and cupped his cheek with your free hand, nodding slowly.

Without hesitation, he connected his mouth to your core, delving his tongue inside you. You gasped softly, reaching down to hold onto his hair. His piercing added to the sensation as he switched from flicking his tongue inside you to circling it around your clit.

He was so determined to make you cum. He needed you to cum. His hips rocked against the bed, making him moan into you, his hands squeezing your thighs and holding them open.

You were so close. You honestly didn’t know where he got all this skill from, but goddamn he was good at it. You arched your back and tilted your head back into the pillows, bitting down on your lip.

Bill’s hand shakily squeezed your waist, then drawing up to your breast, cupping it, his thumb circling your nipple.

“Mmph- fuck- Bill, I’m gonna cum.” Your hips jerked up as he nibbled at your puffy clit. You could feel him smiling against you before his tongue darted back inside you and his hand played for your sensitive nerves.

You cried out, you cunt pulsing as he pushes you over the edge. He moans in satisfaction when your cum begins to seep out of you and hit his tongue. He slowed down his movement, bringing you down from ecstasy.

He kissed your clit, looking up at you. He slowly made his way back up to your face, the hardness genuinely becoming too much for him.

“Please fuck me. I’ll do anything, please.” He begged pulling away and sitting between your legs, his hands firmly placed on your open thighs.

“What do you want, baby?” Your voice still dazed from your orgasm. You sat up, pushing your hands up his shirt and tracing his faint abs before taking it off and casting it somewhere else.

“Please ride me. I need it so bad.” His eyes were wide like a puppies as he expressed his desperation for you.

You kissed him, gentle at first before tracing his lips and shoving your tongue into his mouth, your essence still evident. You gently guide him onto his back and climb on top of him.

He moaned loudly into your mouth, feeling your weight on his painful arousal, begging to be freed from the cage of his pajama pants.

You shimmied down his body and pulled the plaid pants down, his cock springing free. Your eyes widen slightly, shocked at the size.

You pump his throbbing member slow, climbing back up to straddle his hips. You teasingly put just his cockhead and your slick cunt.

He whined and bucked his hips up, pushing himself further into your wet heat. You breathe out and take the rest of him, adjusting to his size.

His eyes squeezed shut and he bites on his lip, trying to contain his cries of pleasure. Shaking your head in disapproval, you place your thumb to his lips, probing his mouth.

You begin lifting your hips just to take him back in. He thrust up into you, his hips moving in time with yours. He moaned with your thumb in his mouth, playing with his tongue piercing.

His mouth falls open and he looks up at up, delectation drawn all over his pretty face. Your thumb slipped out of his mouth and you cupped his hand, guiding it to your breast.

His hips jutted up and his cock throbbed as he pushed his head back into the pillow, his back arching up.

“Oh god. I’m- mmm close.” He said with a drawn out moan. You leaned down and kissed his neck, allowing him to shakily thrust up into your core.

“I am too, sweet boy.” You mumbled against his skin in a soft moan. His hips began to give out as you clenched around him. You were driving him mad, and he couldn't help but let out long, keening moans. He tried to hold back, but it was no use.

With one last trembling thrust he sputtered into you, holding himself deep, his hot cum coating your spongy inner walls. The sensation sent you into your second spiral of an orgasm, moans spewing out of your mouth one after another.

His hips relaxed and you both came down together. You leaned down, your bodies flushed to each other, savoring the closeness of the intimacy.

“Are you okay?” You asked, combining his hair out of his face. His eyes were closed and his cheeks were flushed pink as he tried catching his breath.

Bill nodded and opened his eyes to give you an affectionate gaze. His arms wrapped around you, the both of you relaxing in the glow of your post-orgasmic atmosphere.

“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get cleaned up.” You said, getting up and feeling his softened member tug out of you with a pop. You kissed his forehead and walked to the bathroom, running a warm bath.

The water filled and you walked back into your room. His eyes were closed and a sheet was draped over his waist. You brushed hair away from his face before taking his hand and leading him to your bathroom.

The two of you sat in the warm water, your soft breaths and conversation vibrating off the walls.

“I love you.” And this time it was different, not like how you guys said it before when you were friend. Are you still friends or more?

“I love you too.” You turned your head back and kissed him. No lust or sexual intent, just pure love and affection.

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Bills body entangled with yours, his head on your chest as he listened to your heart beat. He lazily traced his fingers along your skin with heavy eyes, basically asleep.

“Good night, Bill.” Your hand glided up and down his back and he hummed in response. His senses drowned out, all his attention focused on matching his heart beat to yours, putting him into a deep slumber and you following suit.

[97buckley]

i want an emo boyfriend so he can cry his black eyeliner off while i fuck him

[guerrillateezsworld]

I crave 2023 Bill smut, possibly headcanons because ykyk

OMG REALLLLLL IM DOING THIS RN I LITERALLY LOVE YOU !!!!!

2023 BILL KAULITZ NSFW HEADCANNONS

warnings: nsfw duhhh, daddy kink, cursing, dom and sub bill (a mix of both because why not), praising and degrading (by both of you), nicknames like slut and whore (used by both of you), mentions of spanking, and anything else that i missed

a/n: this is such a good idea thank you so much. i’ve honestly thought abt this a lot. so enjoy!!

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dom!2023 bill

honestly now that he’s so much more grown up, he’s a more mature dom. he absolutely knows what he’s doing now and uses it to his advantage

he always makes sure he knows your boundaries and what you like and don’t like

when he was younger, it was more of goofy yet jealous dom. now it’s mature, hot, jealous, smart, slutty dom

he’s so so so much more confident in himself now that he’s older. he understands himself much more than he used to. he’s grown to understand no one’s perfect and he’s not perfect and that he doesn’t need to please people but himself🫶🏻

he knows how to get his way, so when he’s a dom, you best listen to him or he’ll make you

HES A FUCKING BRAT TAMER. he don’t fuck around when you’re a brat. he will fuck the attitude out of you until you’re at his mercy and crying

brat taming and orgasm denial are his faves. he knows when to stop and he knows not to go too far.

SPANKING OMG. HE LOVES IT SO MUCH. even if it’s just platonic he’ll still smack your butt. but during intimate times, smacking your ass and clit (i hate that word) are his faves.

he loves calling you whore, slut, baby, baby girl/boy, darling. pretty much anything depending on the mood

normally, he’s pretty normal. not too rough or too slow. pretty much in the middle.

after concerts or after practice, is usually when he’s rough as fuck. he’s got all that extra/after e very built up. or whenever he feels like he messed up a lot during practice or concerts

and if you’ve been a brat, teasing him, flirting with the other boys. then you’re in for a ride🫶🏻

he’s super super protective of you. i don’t really think he’s open to the idea of sharing you right now. especially during the first year or so of dating. he’s still insecure at times so he just doesn’t want you to leave him for someone else or even another band member

i feel like he’s pretty kinky. no leash but i feel like a collar with his initials on it would be pretty cool to him. even in a non sexual way, he feels happy that you have something with him on it.

he lovessss toys. vibrators are his fave tho trust me on that. even if you use them on him he loves it. he loves edging you with a vibrator

also, he likes tying you up and also being tied up. not too weird or crazy, just maybe hands bound and/or feet bound. depending on what you both like, he’ll make it work

praises such as “you’re doing so well for me”, “you take me so well baby”, “you can do more cant you? for daddy?”

degrading such as: “you know i don’t appreciate sluts like you”, “stop being a fucking brat. or i’ll have to spank you”, “you can do better than that. since you were all touchy and feely with the boys and you know i don’t like that, why don’t you go show them how much of a whore you are” 😫

sub!2023 bill

sub bill is a fucking brattttt. like i said before, he likes being tied up. when you tie his hands behind his back so he can’t touch you or himself when you’re pleasuring him or yourself

he fucking loves being called your slut or whore. like when you’re hitting it from the back (whether with your cock (ew) or a strap on) he just needs to be degraded i know it

i feel like he rather be degraded then praised since he’s such a brat. he likes to ignore you or disobey you because he likes getting on your nerves.

he loves getting punished omggggg. like when he’s purposely flirting with people and he knows that pisses you off. so when you both get home, he’s in for a ride

tie his hands up and put a vibrator on him. don’t let him cum until you say so. edge him till he’s crying pls🫶🏻 and he can’t talk unless you say so

start at the lowest setting and if he makes any noise, keep going higher until the highest setting. he loves it trust me

you guys both have a safe word by the way in case it gets too much. if he happens to say it, immediately stop and put everything away and just pamper him. run him a nice warm bath, maybe with some bubbles, and just sit in there with him to calm him down. same if you say it

aftercare is a must. whether you’re vanilla or not. it’s a must no matter what. baths, cleaning up, helping each other get ready for bed. or if you do it in the morning, get ready for the day.

he curses soooo much. i mean so do you, but not as much as him. you just make him feel so so good that he can’t help but whine and babble because he can barely talk

he loves when you fuck him so much that he can’t talk and all that’s on his mind is you and how good you’re making him feel. he just can’t help it. poor thing

praises you say such as: “good job baby boy”, “you’re talking my fingers/cock/strap on so well”, “you feel so good baby. you make me feel so good”

degrading things you say such as: “come on and take me whore”, “you’re such a slut for me, eh?”, “slutty boys don’t get to cum”

basically he just loves you so much not matter what. not just the sex. no matter if he’s a dom or a bottom, he loves you❤️

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andddd done!! i hope you enjoyed anon🫶🏻

t-list: @burntb4bydoll @memog1rl

[darkside-0f-the-sun]

i love how we’ve all kinda collectively agreeded that bill is a sub like don’t get me wrong i LIVE for sub bill but i just find it funny that we all woke up one day and decided he was a sub

ok but he’s 100% a sub

[divinelolita]

AHEM

yk about like bills and toms hands righttt(we love georgs arms but this aint abt him rn)

ok so maybe do smth for headcannons or full fic when they find out their bf(reader like duh and obv together cuz u made smth where reader dated both of them soooo😍) has a hand kink specifically for hands like theirs, toms hands AND arms and how they get veins and stuff and for bill how they just LOOK

like they would probably notice reader acts a certain way when they touch his thigh or smth and they thought it would be the touch itself but nahhhh its they handss(u can put other stuff too)

and later on they prolly tease reader abt it a lil(mostly tom) and then they canoodle(most likely bottom reader) with way more touching and body squeezing or wtv tf u call it

did i make this too long??? yo i think i talk too much😭😭😭

KAULITZ TWINS X MALE READER: HAND KINK

(OH MY GOD THEIR HANDS IN THIS PIC WJHRBDKREBEDJHCB (i think i have a problem) )

・They didn't notice it at the beginning

・Like if your breath slightly hitched if Bill grabbed your thigh or how you got flustered when Tom gently ran his hands up your arms

・They then started to notice how you would always look down at their hands whenever they grasped you, or just ran your fingers over their veins whenever you held hands.

・Oh my god this made them so giddy

・They thought it was slightly funny but it also made them kinda....whats the word...powerful?

・Just the fact they could touch you in the slightest way and you'd be blushing made them feel some kinda way.

・They would touch you so much more now, oh my god.

・Just coming out of nowhere and grabbing your wisst as they pull you near them, hands over your hips

・Bill couldn't help but smirk if you flushed or stuttered on your words, leaving soft kisses on your neck as he gently rubbed his thumbs over your waist.

・The teasing would be ENDLESSSSS from Tom.

・He'd always lay his hands on you, whether it be on your thighs or hips, neck or arms.

・Chuckles to himself if you blush or if your heart beat speeds up

・His stomach hurts from laughing

・Bill would point out how your cheeks would redden

・Rubbing his thumbs over them in circular motions- oh my GOD.

・im blushing while writing this 😻

・The twins set up a plan together, just to see how far it will be until you break your silence.

・Going to you at the same time, maybe they put on a movie and sat on the couch with you inbetween them.

・Then they start to rub their hands down your body, Tom squeezing your thigh as Bill rubbed his hands on your stomach

・They couldn't help but laugh if you flushed or covered your face.

・They didn't stop- oh no.

・Nah, they keep grabbing you and touching you at every given moment, the movie just background noise at this point

・If you happen to quietly whimper or whine at any given time, they look at each other and quietly laugh to themselves.

・Tom rubbing over your thighs, fingers trailing to your inner thighs as Bill leaves hickeys all over your neck as he wraps his hand around your neck

・They're enjoying this far too much.

・If you're starting to get horny, they make you beg. You're being so quiet right now, apart from the soft whimpers leaving your mouth, afraid they will become louder.

"What was that, sweetheart?"

・Tom would ask, his hands rubbing your inner thigh as his fingers trail higher and higher-

・Bill chuckles into your neck, teasing you slightly

"Cmon, let's hear that pretty voice, M/N."

・His voice is slightly muffled but it sends vibrations up your neck and tingles down your spine due to his dominant tone.

・How can you deny him?

・You feel Tom gently tug at your waistband with those dammed perfect hand as Bills fingers travel up your shirt and to your nipples-

・OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD!!!!!

[estxkios]

BILL??? HOLY FUCKING SHIT???? I HAD BODILY REACTION TO THIS WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. i screamed and came back to my phone 5 minutes later. he was not lying when he said he was filming spicy things for us. because im sure feeling spiced by him!! p.s. hes totally a bottom!!!

[20doozers]

HE GOT MURDERED😭

[not-estxkios]

if bill kaulitz in leopard pants came up to me there would be absolutely no containing myself. im wet looking at these pictures. i would let me him raw dog it for 32 hours. im not a sub and i would let him dominate me. he can touch me anywhere.

[bkaulitzz]

I need that but like strictly nipple play. Like whip cream and shit, stuff on his dick sounds like an infection waiting to happen😭

(using this reply to post this SMALL drabble)

𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦

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info/cw: sub!bill x dom!fem reader, FOOD PLAY, temperature play, handcuffs

synopsis: whipped cream request 😞😞

His hands trembled in the handcuffs, watching me with his watery eyes. I bit my lip as I shook the can, Bill’s eyes twinkled as he panted, already out of breath from before.

“Is this too much for you?” I crawled over to him, the mattress dipping under my knees.

He let out a strained whimper, feeling my cold hand press on his chest as I tilted the whipped cream to his nipple. I snickered as I watched him shiver from the cold cream, tickling his skin.

“No, ” He stammered, arching his back.

He squeaked once I leaned down, licking the cream off his nipple. The handcuffs jingled as they hit the headboard.

“Do I make you feel good?” I pinched his other nipple with my free hand, gently sucking at the one pillowed between my lips.

Bill’s chest caves, his breath hitching. It was like he wanted to look away but he just couldn’t.

“Answer me, ” I glared up at him, kissing around his nipple.

“Yes, you do, ” He said in a hushed tone.

I furrowed my eyebrows, pressing the cold can against his cock. He yelped, attempting to close his legs, only to fail as my hand pressed against his thigh to keep them open.

“Yes! Yes! You do!” He cried out.

I bit my lip with a smirk, moving the cold can up and down his dick. His pretty lips were parted as he shuddered, whining.

bill kaulitz, bill kaulitz smut, bill smut, submissive bill kaulitz

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© b_kaulitzz dont steal :(

a/n if you guys want more let me know 😞

[hevansent]

BRAT

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sub! bill kaulitz x dom! gn reader!

context: Your boyfriend, Bill had been acting like a brat all day and it was just about pissing you off.

warnings: lemon, masturbation, some cussing, begging

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Bill had been giving you an attitude ever since this morning when you guys had to get ready for an interview. As well as sassing you in public, which really bothered you. You went for a walk to cool off because you didn’t want to snap at him and figured he might just be having an off day. Now you are back in the elevator and on the way up to your room number.

You walk into your hotel room shared with Bill for the time of the tour.

“Do you need anything, mein Schatzi?” You asked, putting something away in your suitcase before turning so you can see him.

“No.” He said with a sigh and an eye roll. At this point your patience was wearing thin. Now you weren’t sure if he was trying to get a raise out of you or he just woke up a brat, but you weren’t going to put up with it much longer. You stared at him with annoyance.

“What are you looking at?” He said with a comportment of a spoiled rotten child. This was your last straw. You were now standing in front of him.

“Watch your fucking tude, Bill.” Your hand grabs his jaw, turning his head to look up at you. This gave you a good view of his face. He had no response except a huff and an eye roll, trying his best to avoid your gaze. At this point it was obvious he was in need of your sexual attention and this was all an act you were about to put to rest.

“You done? Or do you need me to put you in your place?” You stern with your thumb brushing over his lips. A small -barley noticeably- smile creeps on his face as he blatantly ignores you, looking up at you with a defiant glare. “Answer me, bill.” You demand and tighten your grip on his jaw, parting his legs with your knee and placing it dangerously close to his cock -even slightly brushing against it, kneeling over him.

“I’m not a fucking toy!” He snapped, keeping up his bratty facade, but his thighs still clenched around your leg.

“What did i say about your little attitude?” You asked rhetorically. Your knees fall on either side of him and you pull his head back by his hair, giving you a good view of his face.

“I- Fuck.” Bill mewled as he felt you on top of him, a boner already starting to appear. He closed his eyes, surrendering to the moment.

“Look at me.” You growled out and part his lips with your thumb. His eyes open immediately, gazing directly into yours. Your hips rock against him as you pull his head back, exposing his neck to you. You suck and nibble, marking him with tender bruises.

“M-more!” He whimpered desperately as his back arched and his cock ached for you.

“Use your manners.”

“Please!” He managed to whisper. “Please fuck me.” You pretend to think.

“No.” You replied, standing up.

“Wha- I- please!” Bill whined and looked at he you like someone took his candy. “Please baby.” He reached for you, but you smacked his hand away and walked to the small kitchen.

“No, unless you beg for what you want, you aren’t getting anything.” You pout, mocking him and cross your arms.

He stared at you, not used to being denied like this. “Please. I need you.”

“Not good enough, I told you to beg, baby.” A smirk marks your face.

“Please, please fuck me. I’m begging you. I need you!” His voice was hoarse and his need for you was overwhelming.

“Take your pants off.” You demand, sternly. Without hesitation he quickly undid his belt and button before pulling his jeans off, his boxers going with them. His cock springs up, throbbing with a bright pink, oozing tip. “Give me your hand.”

“What are you gonna do with me?” His voice ragged with desire, his heart pounding with anticipation.

“I’m not gonna do anything.” You spit into his palm. “You are.” You push his hand towards him. “Touch yourself.”

He nodded nervously and took his cock in his hand. Bill strokes himself slowly before increasing the pace, his thumb occasionally grazing his tip. He looks into your eyes the entire time, whimpering and moaning for you.

“Please..”

“Make yourself cum, sweetheart.” You kneel in front of him, putting your hand under his shirt, your cold finger tips brushing against his torso. His breath hitched and he moved his hand faster. His body trembled as he got closer and closer. “I’m- mm” He tried forming a sentence as his eyes began to roll back.

“Hm? Look at me, Liebling.” Your hand taps his thigh. Bill looked down into your eyes with his mouth slightly parted and his hips bucking up into his hand as he fucked himself.

“I’m cumming!” He moaned out and let his head fall back. Cum sputtered out of his throbbing member while his hands slow down, stroking him through his high.

“Good boy.” You praise and drag your fingers against the slit of his sensitive tip, collecting the glaze of his climax and popping your finger into your mouth.

“Mmm, you’re so…” He looked at you admirably. “Hm?” You raise a brow and lick him clean, holding eye contact.

“Ich bin so verliebt in dich, mein herz.“ He smiled, pulling you up to a kiss.