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Breed Me

Michael Langdon x F!Reader T/W: Smut. Dom!Michael + Breeding Kink. A/N: I thought I would try something new and this story seemed to fit for Michael, I couldn't help but write it for him. Requests are open. Gif made by me. Word Count: 1,214

Michael leaned over his desk slightly, resting his weight on his elbow as he brought his hand up to his chin. You fascinated him. He had met a lot of girls in his day, but you - you were different, something special. You are his little pet; he cherishes you. No one makes him feel like you do. He smiles ever so slightly before licking at his bottom lips. And with a wave of his hand, he speaks.

"Take off your clothes." His soft-spoken voice is commanding. His ice-blue eyes bore into you, staring into the depths of your soul.

"Yes, Sir." You smile, happy to oblige him. You know how to do it, just for him, just as he taught you before. Michael was specific about how things were to be done with you. You start with your pants. They are followed by your panties, and both are folded neatly and set on the nearby chair.

Then it's the same with your shirt and bra. Now you stand before Michael, nude and with no shame. He loved your body. He loved every nook and cranny, every curve, and even every imperfection with it. It was his. He owned it.

He moved out from behind his desk and walked to you, standing in front of you to observe you closely. What was he going to do to you? What did he want to do to you? He reached out and ran a finger over your breasts, his fingers tracing around your nipples, and moved downward. His touch was soft as he ran his fingers down your stomach and naval before reaching between your legs.

He slides a finger in between your lips and starts to touch your already swollen bud. His finger moves in a small circular motion. Michael starts to smile devilishly as your breathing starts to pick up. You want to reach out to touch him, but you know you can't yet, not without his permission.

"Who does this belong to?" He asks.

"You, Sir." You say in a breathy tone.

He smiles, rubbing a little harder and a little faster. This causes you to moan so softly, a small moan that he enjoys deep into his core. There hadn't been many women Michael had chosen to be with, but out of all the ones he had, you by far were his favorite. The sounds you made were so pleasant to him. And the fact that they were for and caused by him only made them more satisfying.

The only thing that made your sounds better was when they were caused by his cock. Michael smiles and picks you up, placing you at the edge of his desk. He knew what he wanted at this moment. Reaching for his black belt, you watch as Michael undoes it and slips it off before unbuttoning his pants. He frees himself and exposes a rather large erection that he begins to stoke before you. His eyes move over your body, lingering on your breasts before moving down to your legs.

He walks closer to you, instinctually open your legs and prepare to take your Master in. The anticipation was exciting. Every stroke he made on himself only made you want to feel him more. You wanted to feel him fill you and take you in any way he desires, which he fully intended on doing. He moves closer and places his hand on your lower back, your ass moving to sit on the very edge of his desk.

He smiles as you know what to do. He couldn't help but think that he trained you well. His are his perfect little pet. Michael licks at his bottom lip and slips himself inside you, letting out a low groan from the feeling of your tightening around his cock immediately. At first, he keeps a slow pace, pumping into you steadily so that he could enjoy feeling you take every large inch of him.

"You feel so good, as always." He leans in and coos in your ear as you start to moan. Michael's complement went to your heart and mind for safekeeping. No matter how many times he told you this, it never lost its value.

Michael starts to pick up his pace, moaning with almost every thrust he made. He felt the way he made you wet and wanting, the way your legs pressed against him every time he hit your sweet spot. He nuzzles into your neck, growling, his hands moving from your lower back to your ass and gripping at the cheeks as if to brace you.

Michael lifts you up, and your legs wrap around him. He uses your ass to hold you as he guides your movements up and down on his cock. You take in his own length, and then he would lift you up, almost pulling out of you, the tip of his cock teasing your lips before he brings you back down his length again. Your hands move to his shoulders, and you grip at his dress shirt as your body shivers from taking all of him.

You both start to moan together as Michael picks up his pace yet again. He roughly bounces you on him as he feels you tighten more. The pressure of his soon release building up in the base. His fingers press into your ass, leaving fingertip bruises on your skin. And the more he bounces you on his length, the closer he gets to his finish.

In between your moans, you manage to find wors to say. An 'oh fuck' or a 'Yes, Sir, you feel so good.' slipping out from time to time. But the ultimate words, at least in his eyes, were when you came closer to your own climax. You chew on your lip a moment, your moans almost constant as you feel every inch of him.

"Pl-please breed me, Sir." You say, almost unable to speak due to your own noises.

Michael couldn't help but smile. You were his little pet, and those words drove him crazy every time he heard them. "You want me to cum in you my pet?" He asks, smirking because he already knew the response.

"Mmhmm... Yes Sir."

"How badly do you want my baby?"

"Badly."

Michael licks at his lips as he picks up his pace as sets you back down on the desk. You lay back as he places his hands to the side of you, pressing his weight down on the desk. He watches as your breast bounce with each movement he makes.

"Say it again, pet." He beckons you to speak again.

"Please breed me, Sir. Please."

Hearing it again sent him into his release. His cock twitches and presses as deeply into you as he can as he fills you. "Come for me." He commands. And as you are trained to, allow yourself to have your climax. Both of you finish together, your body shakings and covered in sweat. The mixed smell of sex and his cologne fills the room. For a moment, he holds himself there, lifting up your hips a moment with his hands as he makes sure you take every last drop from him.

"Such a good girl. Always knowing how to please her Master."

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Let’s Change Hotels

Imagine appealing to dean with Katoptronophilia. T/W: SMUT talk. Mentions of Katoptronophilia (sex in front of mirrors). A/N: Feeling a little Rusty on this, so I am sorry. Lol. Maybe this should be turned into a full smut story at some point. Requests are open. Gif found via google. 

“What did you say?” Dean turns to look at you with a smirk.  “I said, we should change hotels. I found one with mirrors in the room. So you can... You know, watch me.” You bat your eyelashes a little bit and smile at him.  Dean’s face turns a little red. He’s trying to speak, but all he can really do is smile and nod his head a little bit. After a moment, he finally manages to find his words.  “So I can watch you, bounce up and down on me?”  You nod your head at his question, still smiling.  “I can see every angle of your beautiful body with myself inside you?” He questions again, still smirking like a kid in a candy store. How could he have been so lucky to land a girl like you.  This was perfect, the whole idea. Sammy could stay here and you two could run off someplace else for a little while. Sure, Sammy might be a little frustrated, he was leaving him to research a case on his own. But how could he pass up an opportunity like this? “I would love nothing more than to see my cock inside you.” He says, leaning in and whispering in your ear. His hand slips around your waist as he pull you in close and nips at your neck with a small kiss. 

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Spankings

Imagine being scolded by Daddy!WIll.  T/W: Daddy Kink. A/N: My wife @tellingyouastory​​ is inspiring me to branch out more. I adore Will and sometimes he gives off such Daddy vibes, so here is a little something small.  Gif found via google. 

Your comment had caused him to stop focusing on a flashback from a case for a moment, and while he was thankful for that, he knew you were talking back to him. 

“Princess, what did you just say?” 

“Daddy, I don’t want to. I’m not going to. I am staying home.” 

You look at will. In all honesty, Hannibal didn’t settle right with you. Every time Will was around him, he came back a little more different each time. You had been invited to dinner, and you didn’t want to go, but Hannibal had been insistent on meeting you. And because Hannibal was insistent, it made Will insistent on you being there. 

Gently taking your hand, Will pulled you over to his chair and pulled you down. He gently pulls you over his lap and lifts up the dress he had picked out especially for you. 

“You don't talk back. You know better than to talk back Princess. I'm sorry, but I am going to have to punish you.” His soft-spoken voice was pressing but caring. He was known for never punishing you out of anger, but he was always known to have his follow-through. 

Whack. A hand comes down and firmly smacks into your ass. 

“Do you understand why I am punishing you?”

“Because I back talked.”

Whack. 

“Thats right. Good girl.” He says, nodding his head as he spoke. “What number are we on?” He adds, landing another blow across your ass. 

Whack.

“Three, Daddy.” 

“That’s right, good girl.” 

He lands a few more before he lifts you back up and helps you to your feet, and fixes your dress. He takes your hands into his and looks up at you. “I know you don’t want to go. But this time, I need you to. I promise, after, I will reward you. All you have to do is be on your best behavior. Can you do that?” 

“Yes Daddy.” You say, nodding your head at him. “I’m sorry I talked back.” 

“I know you are baby. I get why you did it, but just because I get it doesn’t mean I can allow it. You are a good girl for taking your punishment. How about I finish helping you get dressed and we head out?”

You nod your head as Will stands up from his chair,  and he takes your chin in his hand and leans over to plant a small soft kiss on your lips.  

"Who is my girl?"

"I am, Daddy." 

"That's right. Don't you ever forget it."  

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Dating Billy would include:

Billy Loomis x Fem!Reader

- T/W: 18+ Smutty and slight murder stuff about having a Slasher boyfriend. A hybristophilia point of view. If this isn't your thing, I would suggest not reading it. - A/N: Trying my hand at some Billy stuff. I won't lie, not feeling too confident in my writing recently. I may write one of these for Stu and then one for dating both of them at the same time. We will see how this one goes. I made this gif myself. Requests are open!

Let's talk m u r d e r. Because let's face it, it's going to come up with Billy.

At first, it was just him poking around with you to see what you were able to handle.

It started off with slasher fics and when he saw how excited you got about some of them (or maybe even turned on, if it's your thing) he decided to poke around a little more.

Then he started asking questions and seeing, "just for fun", how you would kill someone.

Eventually, he admitted to you the things he and Stu had been doing.

While he expected to have to kill you because of having told you, he was actually relieved when you were actually open about the subject.

From that point on you were his girl and no one else was going to get ahold of you.

The fact that he could brag about what they were doing to someone, and they enjoyed it as much as he did, is a serious turn-on for him.

Eventually, Billy wants to take you with the two of them, but he has to work it out with Stu first (who is starting to feel a little jealous of you for "getting between" him and his best friend).

For now, in between his 'extracurricular activities, his focus is you.

Especially since Sidney has pushed away from him, for obvious reasons.

You learn that Billy is actually a pretty sexual guy. Which is expected of him and his age, he's got the sex drive of an animal.

What he couldn't get from Sidney, he gets from you.

He's got a thing for submissive and problematic girls.

The kinkier you are, the better.

He's all about binding you and using you like a fuck toy.

But at the same time, he's the type of guy that will bind you up while you two are just hanging out and watching a movie.

He just really like the idea of you being tied up.

Knifeplay is right up his alley.

Especially after he's killed, someone. That knife will still have some blood on it and he wants to run the blade against your nude skin.

There is an appeal to the fact that you trust him enough with a knife to let him get that close enough with it.

Sometimes he's making sure he keeps some of the blood on himself for you.

He's all about going in bareback.

"But baby, it feels better that way. You want me to feel you better right?"

And you fall for it.

You are addicted to him cumming in you though, so you learned to not argue about wearing a condom.

Slasher fics and chill are a daily thing at this point.

He will go and rent horror movies to have on in the background while he's fucking you on the couch.

Or better yet in his eyes, while you are sucking his cock.

When you can't see him for whatever reason, phone sex has become a thing between you two.

He loves to tease you over the phone and listen to you try and keep quiet about wanting to moan for him.

You love the fact that he can go from stabbing someone to touching you the next minute. And he loves it too.

Let's face it, you are the Bonnie to his Clyde.

He's going to be rather possessive of you and he's going to show it. Everything from hickies on your neck and chest to his arms around you in public.

If he has a way of showing that you are his, he's going to show it.

He's not really a flowers and chocolate kind of guy, but that's okay, you are probably not that kind of girl.

His idea of romance is a trip to the movies and maybe something to eat after.

He's terrible at handling problems sometimes though. While he will listen to whatever is wrong, he's not really going to always be attentive to it.

Unless he feels like it's going to affect him.

And heaven forbid he catches on to someone hitting on you.

"I will rip out their fucking lungs."

And needless to say, that tends to happen.

He would happily rack up a body count for you.

Arguments with Billy can be rather intense. You are usually at each other's throats.

But these fights can lead to some of the best makeup sex. He can get rather passionate when it comes to making up.

Billy will grab your arm and pull you into a kiss, asking if you’re alright and apologizing so sweetly.

You fall for it because let's face it, you are crazy about him and he's just as crazy about you.

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NSFW Alphabet

Dean Winchester x F!Reader

T/W: PwP. It's all smut. Detailed talk of smut. Mention of kinks.  A/N: I have never written one of these before, so I thought I’d give it a shot. Gif is made by me. Requests are open.

A = Aftercare

Dean is all about aftercare.

He will shower you with attention after.

He will get you your stuffed animal if you have one, a blanket, a snack, your favorite show.

Needless to say, you will be spoiled.

He will praise you constantly afterwords.

You'll be told what a good girl you are and how you made him feel so good.

Prepare for cuddles, because he's going to want to just hold you for a while.

B = Body part

He loves his cock. Seriously.

He believes he knows how to use it and he really does.

If there is one thing he can be really confident in, it's that.

Other than that, he loves his lips.

On you though, it's your eyes and your hands.

He loves eyes that feel like they are boring into his soul when they look at him.

And he loves how soft your hands hard.

The fact that you are good with them is just a bonus.

C = Cum

He knows you love it, so he's not shy about it.

He will cum on you and in you.

Especially in you if you beg for it.

He loves to cum in you.

He likes seeing it dribble down from your legs.

It's like a small mark of territory on your (or in you),

and especially loves seeing you collect it onto your fingers then licking it

The idea of you licking up his cum in general drives him crazy.

He wouldn't hesitate to cum onto something to watch you clean it up with your mouth.

If he cums on your face, it's always around your lips.

again, so that he can watch you lick at it.

D = Dirty secret

Outdoor sex is a favorite.

Be it in baby, on a dirt road, in a bathroom somewhere.

He likes the idea and risk of getting caught with you.

Which only makes any sort of quickie a little sexier.

He also likes listening to you.

Sometimes he will ask you to masturbate and walk out of view just because he simply wants to listen to you.

This often leads to a mutual masturbation time.

When he asks you to do this, you get extra loud for him and moan his name.

It drives him nuts.

E = Experience

When it comes to experience, Dean knows what he's doing.

Its never been difficult for him to get girls.

So getting laid was never a problem.

He knows every trick in the book and knows how to do them!

Dean is often called the "best night of someone's life" for a reason.

If you are inexperienced, that's okay, he will show you how to do it and how to please with him in mind.

And he will show you how to do it for as long as you need.

F = Favorite position

It's hard to narrow it down.

Dean likes sex in general but if he had to pick it would probably be any variation of the cow-girl position.

This type of position allows him to see all of you while still maintaining all of his control.

He can run his hands over your body and play with every inch of you all while watching.

G = Goofy

Dean's mood comes based off of you.

If you are serious, he's going to be serious.

If you are submissive, he's going to dominate you.

If you are playful and laughing, he's going to try and keep you playful and laughing.

It all depends on how you are responding to him.

H = Hair

Dean is pretty well-groomed.

He's not clean-shaven

but he does keep it cleaned and under control.

I = Intimacy

Dean can be pretty romantic at times.

He's one for wooing a girl.

For you, if he's been seeing you regularly and you aren't just a fling

it can be as simple as flowers and dinner

to the little touches and affections that he showers you with.

He's on to tell you that he loves you

and often, even during sex.

This is partly because he doesn't know if he's always coming home.

So he always wants to make sure you know.

He worships your body and often leaves love marks on it.

Be it fingertip bruises or a hickey, he wants you to know that you are his when you see it.

J = Jack off

When you aren't around, this is obvious.

But he's always thinking about you.

When he's alone in the hotel room, he will use the pictures (or video) he's taken of you on his phone.

Shower time is often spent thinking about you.

And he tries so hard to be quiet, but after some point, his grunts and groans are leaving the bathroom rather loudly.

When he grips himself, it's tightly, to try and make it feel like how tight you get around him.

He often fucks his hand hard and fast and imagines you taking in all of his length and width with such a deep need for him.

He likes to think about you worshiping his cock.

In the end, he finishes and imagines you taking all of his cum, preferably inside you.

K = Kink

Dean is actually a pretty kinky guy, but he never really viewed himself as kinky, it was pretty normal for him.

He very Dom. Loves to be in control of you. Especially in bed.

Bondage is always a bonus.

His favorite thing though, he has loves to have sex with you in front of mirrors because he loves to see every bit of you and watch his cock going in and out of you.

If you are willing to lick his cum off a mirror, he'd probably marry you.

He's got a bit of a daddy kink too. He likes the connection that comes with it and how you depend on him. Finds it actually to be pretty intimate.

L = Location

Dean actually doesn't have a favorite location.

He's constantly moving around a lot, so it never crosses his mind.

What matters is that he's with you!

That is really all he wants.

So I guess it's safe to say that you are his favorite location.

M = Motivation

Be verbal with him!

Seriously, praise him.

Tell him how good he feels, how much you love how he fills you, that you need to feel him cum.

This will drive him crazy!

Bite at your lip, he is always watching you when you do that.

Wear something just for him and something that he knows is just for him.

Be naked for him when he gets him.

Naked and kneeling for him.

This really brings out the dom in him.

He'll take control immediately.

N = No

Anything Dean does to you, has to be consensual.

Now, Demon Dean, that is a different story.

But Dean, he's not going to hurt you without consent.

He won't abuse you.

He follows the safewords.

While he will degrade you for a degradation kink, he won't degrade your body because he loves it.

He likes to hear you in pain, but only a good kind of pain. If he feels he's hurting you in a way that you don't like or didn't agree to, he will stop.

He will always stop when he needs to and take care of you!

O = Oral

If you are giving him oral sex, he loves it.

Like the man is easy to please, crawl under that table while he's doing research on a case and he will happily let you distract him.

Giving you oral sex is a little more of a treat for you.

He loves to taste you, especially if you taste like fruit or sweet.

He will take his time on you, go slow, his tongue will go over every little bit of your pussy.

He will suck on your clit.

And he will slide his fingers in while he does it.

And if you cum, he will keep going or he's going to stick his cock in you.

Either way, you won't be done.

P = Pace

His pace depends on the mood of the sex.

Sometimes he's going to be quick and rough, slamming into you until the headboard is smacking into the wall and you are screaming for him to not stop.

Other times he's going to be slow and take his time.

He's going to cherish those moments.

He wants you to feel every bit of him as slow as possible until you are begging him to fuck you harder and faster.

Q = Quickie

Quickies are never out of the question.

And they actually happen pretty often.

If Sammy goes out for food: quickie.

Before leaving for a hunt: quickie.

Shower in the morning: quickie.

Get the picture? He loves your body and wants it all the time.

R = Risk

He can be kind of experimental in general.

but with you, it's all about what you.

if you want to try something new, he will do it.

Sex in Baby? He'll drive somewhere nice.

Wanna fuck in the bar bathroom after drinks? He'll lead the way.

Wanna play with some rope and a kife? He'll make a run out to the car.

S = Stamina

This boy has all the stamina!

He can keep going and going for hours.

The only time he's going to stop is to hydrate and get a snack.

This also includes taking care of you, cause he can't keep going if you aren't taken care of.

T = Toys

Dean doesn't really own toys, mostly because he doesn't have a place to keep them.

But he will use what he has on hand if that is your thing.

Are you up for some cable ties, rope, or even some knife play?

If so, then he's your man.

If you bring toys though, he will use them on you.

Not himself, though you may be able to tie his wrists to the bed every once in a while.

If he uses a dildo or a vibrator on you, prepare to be teased about it.

“Aww, Buttercup, what's this? I bet nothing feels as good my cock.”

U = Unfair

Dean can be a bit of a tease.

He likes to get you worked up.

Especially until you are begging him to fuck you.

And trust me, he wants to hear you beg for it.

V = Volume

He's loud if you are loud.

He likes to match your volume.

Dean is a very auditory kind of guy, it's not as enjoyable for him if he can't hear you.

He wants to hear you moan and beg.

And in return, he will groan, moan, and tease you.

He doesn't care if someone is around, he wants a reason to make some noise.

W = Wild card

Katoptronophilia is a stable of sex with Dean.

It means he really likes to fuck in front of mirrors.

It's just not about seeing himself, he wants to see himself inside you.

He wants to see his cock sliding in and out of you.

He wants to see your tits when you are a reverse cowgirl on him.

He always wants a way to see your face when he's pushing his cock all the way inside you.

X = X-ray

Dean is very well endowed.

It's thick and long, and the coloring is just perfect.

The groomed hair makes it look even bigger.

I mean, it's really pleasing to the eye.

It's not often you see a photogenic cock, but he's got one and you damn well have pictures of it on your phone.

Y = Yearning

His sex drive is pretty consistent.

It's not difficult for you to turn him on, so you tend to use that to your advantage.

If you have a high sex drive, he will match that too.

He loves a woman that is crazy for him and spontaneous about their sex.

But he also likes routine with it.

Regular sex before bed? He loves it.

Z = Zzz

Falling asleep after sex also depends on the day and the type of sex.

If he's had a long day and the dom in him used you to release that stress, chances are after your aftercare, he will fall asleep with you in his arms.

On other days, he will be wide awake.

That usually means, grabbing a burger and some beer after.

Or round two, if he feels like he could keep going.

Regardless, in the end, he always takes the time to admire you.

He wants to love you and let you know that he loves you.

Even if it means just laying in bed and holding each other naked for a little bit.

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After a Bad Day

Dom!Billy Russo x Fem!Reader

T/W: Very brief smut. Slightly fluffy. Passion kissing.  Word Count: 1,159 A/N: This did NOT come out anything like I was expecting, I wasn’t even planning on writing smut and one thing led to another. It's more Billy trash to add to the rest of my collection. Gif was found via google. Request are open!

You were new to the idea of being submissive in a relationship. You were usually one to hold your own and never back down from a challenge. But when you met Billy, things had changed. He brought out a side of you that you never knew you had. All he had to do was give you that look. His eyes would narrow slightly as he looked at you as if he was looking into your soul. He would step forward to you, a top-heavy walk with such command that you couldn't help but cave to him.

Today you were having a particularly rough day. Nothing seemed to be going right, and because of that, you were convinced you were doing everything wrong. This put you in a foul mood. You became short and snippy with everyone around you. By the time you go home, you were ready to just called it a night and curl up in bed. "I'll cut my losses and just say fuck it." You would tell yourself as you had walked through that front door, only to see Billy standing there.

The sight of him causes something to click in your mind. He gives you that look, and you kneel. The feeling of stress starts to wash away from you. When he is here, you didn't have to worry about anything. The choices you would make on your own were no longer up to you. He smirks slightly at the sight of you kneeling before him, just as he taught you. He walks up and closes the front door for you and looks down on you, his hand coming to pat the top of your head.

"Good girl." He says as he walks around you to stand in front of you.

The idea of calling it a night early was gone. The whole day seemed like nothing when you were in his presence. This is what it means to embrace being submissive for someone, especially for someone who understood you like Billy did. And he could read you like a book. He knew you had a bad day the moment you walked through that door. That made it his goal to make it better in his own way. He reaches down and grabs your chin with his hand and lifts your head up, making you look into his deep brown eyes.

"Princess, what do we do with bad days?"

"We check them at the door, Sir."

"That's right. Good girl."

He runs a thumb over your bottom lip, feeling the softness of it against your skin. You melt slightly, your body relaxes, and you want nothing more than to let him take all those troubles away from you. He reaches down and takes your hands, and lifts you up off your knees. His left arm slips around your waist, and he pulls you in against him. You lean in, pressing yourself against his powerful and slender figure. Your arms wrap around him, and you hold on. His right-hand moves to cup your face as he pulls you in for a deep and passionate kiss.

The feeling of his lips against yours was more than enough to send those troubles away. The bad days seemed like it was nothing but a thing of the past. As he presses into the kiss more, your hands grip slightly at his clothing. You feel this need to stay as close to him as you can, and he knows this. He moans into the kiss slightly, moving to press you against the hallway wall.

The feeling of him pressing your body against yours made you want him. Your body tenses with need and raises the passion of the kiss. He pushes his tongue into your mouth, playing with yours as both hands now go to cup your face. You drove this man crazy. There wasn't a moment where he didn't want his hands on you in some way or another.

His lips part from yours and drift down to your next and collar bone. His hands go to remove your pants and panties. You move your hips and quickly shimmy the clothing down to the floor, and step out of them. You reach for his pants, undoing the belt on his dress slacks and unbuttoning and unzipping them, freeing him from the restrictions of his clothing. You didn't even have the chance to touch him before lifts you up and wraps your legs around him.

Billy presses himself inside you, moaning so softly as presses into another passionate kiss. As he pulls away, his lips hover over yours. There are no sounds except the sounds of flesh hitting each other and labored breathing. He doesn't want to stop kissing you, and so he goes in for another one and another. His hips press up and pump into you. Your hips move slightly, rubbing yourself against him and his clothing.

It doesn't take either one of you very long to hit a point of climax. Your body shakes and trembles. Billy presses his cock into you, and the only time he moans is when he cums and is kissing you again. The feeling of his moan against your lips causes you to cum with him. Shivering against him, your legs tremble, and your body relaxes in his arms.

Both of you take that moment to look at each other. Your eyes meet for that moment. He leans in and kisses you again, only softly as puts you back on the floor. This was a first for both of you, caving into each other in a passionate moment. He wasn't sure how to respond. It was different than what he was used to, with any woman in his most recent days.

"I uh.." He wants to tell you that he loves you and that means it, but he can't quite bring himself to do it. What if he scares you away? Billy looks down at himself a moment and puts himself back into his pants, zipping them back up and redoing his belt.

You look over his face and smile slightly, you have your hunches and you knew a man like that wasn't very good with his feelings. You bite down on your bottom lip a little bit and nod your head, almost as if you are silently telling him that you love him back. You kneel in front of him again and let out a breath. The bad day, completely gone, and before you stood the only man who ever made you feel the way you do. He gave you a sense of purpose. He notices the motion and nods back as if he understood that you were saying 'I love you' back. He watches you kneel again and he smiles.

"You are mine and you will always be mine." He says.

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Tagging: @tellingyouastory

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Starving for You

Billy Russo x F!Reader

T/W: Car smut. Language. A starved for you Billy. 

A/N: More poorly written Billy trash. Enjoy. Requests are open. Gif below is mine.

All it took was a couple drink, some good conversation, a few smirks, and Billy had you eating out of the palm of his hand. He was never going to directly admit to you that he missed you. That you were the girl he hung onto. Or that you were the only girl he wanted for that matter. 

When he had called you out for a few drinks, you were surprised. And while you should have said no and hung up the phone. You felt compelled to be there. You were drawn to him. Deep down all you wanted to do was look into his mischievous chocolate brown eyes and get lost in them. You were a sucker and you kind of hated yourself for it. 

“Look...” He said, leaning forward on the table. “How about we get out of here?” He suggested. 

A part of you told you to say no. Draw the line there. A few drinks were fine, but leaving with him? No. However you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. All you wanted to do was kiss him and he knew that. He could read you like a book and he was going to use that. 

“Sure.” You respond giving him a smile, the smile he seemed to love so much. 

“Good. Yeah.” He says as he pays the tab and smirks while he does it. His mind racing with the thoughts of everything he wanted to do to. His pants were already starting to slowly tighten at the thought of touching your skin again. He needed you, now and here. You two stand up together and he slips a hand around your waist and squeezes slightly and you lean into it. You knew where this was going and to be honest, you were already wet at the idea of it. 

He walked you to the car, kind enough to open the door for you before climbing into the driver seat and starting the car. For a moment, Billy looked over at you. He was so sure of this. It had been so long since he was with you and no one knew him better. 

Billy starts the car and stops a moment looking down to see your hand on his thigh, creeping up forward to his member, which only makes him harder under his dress slacks. He smirks, starting to drive off. The feeling of your hand on him gives him goosebumps, he lets out a breath and you hear it. He might have been craving this more than you. He was starving for you, he needed to feel you. 

You take that moment to reach up and touch him through his pants, gently stroking him enough that his breathing grew labored while he drove. The more you touched him the harder he became. His hands gripped tighter at the steering wheel, moving around it as he tried to maintain his focus on the road. But after a few moments he needed to pull over. Billy found an empty parking lot for you two to call your own. He parked the car and left it on, the AC on low and the only sound was of the engine humming slightly. 

Reaching down to the side of his seat Billy pushes his seat back all the way and leans it slightly. You reach up and undo his belt and pants, freeing him from his boxers to see him fully at attention for you. He gasps, his mouth hanging open slightly as you take him into your hand and start to stroke him. For a moment he almost doesn’t even know how to respond. His body overloaded with the feeling of him in your hand. He groans deeply and softly. “Oh fuck...” He says. 

You smile at him, keeping a slow pace that was driving him crazy. He starts to pump his hips slightly in sync with your motions. “Just like that.” he says, almost in a begging tone. You press your thighs together, feeling yourself becoming wet at the thought of him being inside you again. 

“Strip down. Get on me.” He commands with an almost begging tone. He couldn’t wait anymore. He needed you. While you let him go, he was quick to grab himself, maintain the same motion and speed while he watched you quickly take off your clothes for him. You quickly move yourself over the center console and attempt to make yourself comfortable over him as you slowly lower your hips and slid him into you. 

Billy groans loudly, his hands moving to your hips as he fills you. “Oh god yes...” 

You start to move your hips back and forth slowly, rocking his car with your motions in this empty parking lot. He felt amazing, a perfect fit that his every right spot. He causes your back to arch slightly and your head to hang back. Your hands move to his chest to brace yourself. 

As he feels you tighten around him, Billy pumps his hips up harder into you. His fingers dig into your sides as he forces you to pick up the pace. His grunts and moans become almost constant. He moves in such a way that his clothes rub against your swollen bud, causing your body to tremble over him.  “Fuck, Princess. Fuck. Fuck.” He cries out, feeling as you shake.  You lean forward slightly and he takes full control, pumping himself up into you as hard and as fast as he can while sitting there. You feel him hitting your wall and that sweet spot that causing you to shake harder and more. He was forcing to you to your climax, he wanted to feel you cum and drip around him. He wraps his arms around your body and buries his face into your neck as he keeps the pace, his cock twitching inside you, begging for release.  “Come for me. Come for me.” He begs you. 

You moan for him, releasing all over him. And as he feels your release the building pressure he held released with you. Both of you come together passionately. For a moment, your head falls against him as you go to catch your breath. He chuckles and smiles, catching his own breath. After a moment of silence, laying in each others arms in and uncomfortable front seat, you sit up and he looks at your nude body on him. He admires you.

 "I’m taking you home, Y/N.” He says  “And this time, I am not letting you go.”

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Trying Something New

Requested By: Anon. I hope this is what you were looking for.  T/W: Straight to smut. Dom!Billy giving anal to his submissive.  A/N: This is my first time writing anything anal related, so I am sorry if this isn’t very good. My writing is still rusty. More Billy trash for my list. Lol. He seems to be my thing recently. Requests are open! Depending on what it is, I can do it. Gif made by me.

You were in a  position to present yourself at the edge of the bed. On your hands and knees, ass in the air. Billy stood behind you and he couldn't help but smirk and lick at his lip. "God damn you look amazing like this." He says, chuckling slightly.  His hand reaches forward and feels the heat coming off the lips between your legs.

"Thank you, Sir." You say, smiling and burying your face into the plush and fluffy comforter. You were nervous and rightfully so. Billy was very clear as to what he wanted, hence the position you were in. You trembled slightly, feeling his hand coming close to you. You wanted him to touch it and take it, but he had a different hole in mind today.

Grabbing your thighs, Billy pulled you closer to the edge of the bed. He places a hand on your lower back and lowers you to just the right height, your legs spreading even further underneath you. "Don't move." He commands as he walks away a moment to his nightstand and picks up a bottle of lube.

You start to feel even more nervous. What if its hurts too much? What if you don't like it? You remind yourself that this is for him, it was his will, command and it is going to be met. He will want to talk about how you feel about it after and probably thank you for trying it at least. You take in a deep breath and let it out slowly as he moves back behind you.

Hearing the click of the bottle top, you can tell what he's doing without having to look at him. Billy takes his cock in his hand and starts to stroke it from base to tip, playing with his erection as he looks at both of your available holes. He bites down roughly on his bottom lip and groans softly. You feel his hands move to your hips and at first, he slips himself in between your lips.

Feeling as he fills you, stretching you to meet his width and length, he smiles as your juices coat him. It was a treat, almost a thank you for letting him do this. He starts off slow, getting harder at the feeling of you.  His finger runs over your second hole as he pumps at a steady pace. All he could think about was how you would react to it.

"Are you ready, Princess?" "Mmm, Y-yes Sir." You moan for him.

Billy smirk, pouring a little of the lube over your second hole and pulling himself out of you. He lines himself up and slowly starts to push himself into you. He eases in, which causes your breathing to hitch slightly as you start to hold your breath.

"Oh fuck. Fuck." He moans, feeling that increased tightness around him. "You are going to take all of me." He says as he pushes himself in all the way, your ass coming to meet his base easily and tightly. Your hand's grip at the bedspread and a wave of euphoria and adrenaline wash over your body. The slight bit of pain that comes from the first time feels good but is fleeting with each slow pump he makes into you.

Billy groans and moans more than usual. He's far more vocal, a 'fuck' or a 'dear god' escaping his lips from time to time. Leaning over you slightly, he cups your breasts and massages them, pulling slightly at your nipple. This was far more intimate than you expected it to be. It was nothing like you had seen in porn. You moan for him, surprised at how good this actually feels. Realizing that you were enjoying it, Billy starts to pick up the pace. He pumps into you a little harder and faster with each passing moment.

"Oh god, Princess. You feel so good..." He groans. "Thank you Sir." You moan in response. "Fuck." He growls it again. "Fuck!"

As he feels the pressure start to build at his base, Billy starts to get rougher. Slamming into you harder makes your moans go from soft and intimate to almost yelling. "Oh Billy!" You moan his name, which sends him into overdrive. He pushes himself into you all the way and reaches around to touch your swollen bud. He rubs you in a circular motion. Your legs start to quiver underneath you. He could tell you were going to cum.

"Come on Princess. Cum for me." He coos at you.

At that moment you start to cum. Billy quickly moves his hands at the right moment and places them on your ass, pulling you apart as he watches himself pumping into you quickly and roughly. He growls as he starts to finish, letting his pressure release inside you. You both finish together and stop a moment to catch your breaths.

Billy slowly pulls out of you and smirks. "My good girl!" He says as he reaches down and picks you up. "How about we  get you cleaned up?" He asked. You nod your head and wrap your arms around him as he carries you off to the bathroom.

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Playing with Yourself

Imagine Christian catching you playing with yourself

A/N: Its been a hot minute since I write any Grey related things, so here’s a new very short imagine. Read by old stuff here. For the record, I won’t write anything Anastasia related, so please don’t ask. 

Normally, this was something to be punished, but he was in a good mood. A very good mood actually. Work was perfect. His relationship was perfect. Life was perfect in general. There wasn’t a single problem today. But it did take him off guard. He stood outside your bedroom door, his hand hovering from the handle as he stopped and listened to the sound of your soft moans behind it. Christian licked at his lips. While this would normally make his palm twitch with the need to spank you, he had already had plans to come home and fuck you senseless. This just meant you were already ready for him. 

His smiles slightly, listening a moment longer. His pants becoming tight at the sound of you. His breathing picks up. And while the thought to stand on the other side of the door and play with himself crossed his mind.  But he realized he wanted to see your face when you were caught and your face again when he was inside you. He opened the door slowly, which causes you to stop your action. You were caught breaking the rule and your face turns red.  “I--I couldn’t...” You try to explain yourself. Christian moves to the foot of your bed. “I didn’t say you could stop.” He says as he starts to unbutton his white collared shirt.  Your hand slowly goes back into position, moving in circles around your wet and swollen bud. You move in a circular motion as he watches intensely. Your eyes watch as the way his fingers slowly unbutton his shirt and then strips off his pants. This was out of the usual, but you could get used to it. ------ Tagging: @tellingyouastory​

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Watching You

Imagine Ivar watching you from across the room. 

A/N: Passing the time with more Ivar stuff. No real warnings other than sexual suggestions with Ivar’s thoughts. Gif found via google. Read my old Ivar stuff here.

Everyone was busy around him. Drinking, talking, fighting amongst themselves. But he was distracted by you. Ivar watched closely as you put things away, poured more drinks, bantered with some people. He couldn’t help but wonder what you looked like naked, what you sounded like when you were being fucked all night into the next day. 

He dragged his finger across his bottom lip and kept watching unable to remove his eyes from you. In his mind, you straddled him, his cock buried so deep in you that he hit your wall. Your back would arch as you road him. Your fingers would bury into his chest as you gripped for balance on him. 

He wanted you and he wanted you badly. As you came to him, his thoughts only got stronger. Looking at him, you smile, “Would you like some?” You ask him, holding up mead for him. He simply nods his heads, a smirk painted across his face. As you go to hand it to him, Ivar grips at your arm and pulls you down to whisper in your ear, “My Goddess, I want to taste you and fill you with my cock.”  ------ Tagging: @tellingyouastory​ @youbloodymadgenius​

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Saved

Imagine Billy having saved you from someone. 

A/N: Warm up attempt at writing today. Something small.   TW: Very, very, undetailed brief violence of Billy beating someone. Suggested domestic violence.

He had heard you screaming from inside the apartment building as he was walking up to visit you. The relationship you were in was new, but hot and heavy. He had just gotten off of work and was so excited to see you. But the sound of you sent goosebumps over his body. “What the fuck--” He said to himself as he quickly made his way to your apartment door. It didn’t take him long to bust down that door, kicking it in with his black military boot. As your body hit the floor, your vision blurs and you hear a scuffle. The grunting seemed so loud, the sound of the furniture being banged around or knocked over. Billy throws a man down onto the floor after having tossed a few good punches in. He raises his left hand and slams it down onto the strangers bloodied face until he is out cold.  Standing up, Billy fixes his green sweater and lets out a few deep breaths. Coming down from the adrenaline rush that the situation caused. He bends his head and cracks his neck before looking around to see you laying on the floor. You move slightly as you start to come to, Billy standing over you.  “Are you okay, Princess? Here, let me help you.” He reaches down and pick you up, holding you tightly as he wipes off your face with his hand. “He can’t hurt you anymore. He won’t. I’ll make sure of that.” He growls. All you can do is nuzzle into him, crying and holding onto him for dear life. If he hadn’t shown up when he did, who knows what would have happened. 

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Using You

TW: 18+ Knifeplay. Dominance. Sex. 

Billy Russo x F!Reader

A/N: Something quick, simple, and trashy, while I try and get back into writing. This is crap and I’m sorry. Lol. Request box is open, depending on what it is, I can do it. (I also take gif request.) Gif below is mine. 

“Get on your knees.” He told you, the look in his eyes is dark and hungry. 

His tone caught you off guard a moment and you wondered if you had done something wrong. But as you turned to look back at him, you knew that look on his face was something else. The wolf in him was out. He had this primal need about him that only you could take care of. 

“Yes, Sir.” You are quick to respond to him appropriately. 

“Good girl.” He says, smirking devilishly. 

Coming up behind you, Billy slips a zip tie from out of his back pocket and pulls your hands behind your back, and ties them together. He checks to make sure he’s not cutting off any circulation before he walks back around in front of you and looks down at you. For a moment, he just admires the sight of a helpless you. It was only a brief moment before you would end up looking like a hot mess that had been devoured by an animal. 

He pulls a knife out from a nearby drawer and leans into you, cutting the shirt from your body and ripping it from you, tossing it to the side like a rag. Billy then runs the knife against your skin, watching the way goosebumps follow behind the tip of the knife. He lets out a heavy wanting breath as he sees your chest begin to heave up and down. 

 He knew you were ready. But he needed the anticipation to last a little longer. He grabs your arm and lifts you to your feet, his fingers going to the swollen bud hidden by your panties. He felt the heat from it, the wetness that started to dampen the fabric. 

He quickly placed the knife under your panties. You jump slightly at the cold steel against your skin. He cuts those away and tosses them to the side as well before running the knife gently and carefully against the sensitive skin between your legs. Your body quivers at the feeling. 

Billy is practically drooling for you. You were the only girl who ever tolerated his darker needs. You loved when he almost treated you like a willing hostage, ready to be used and filled. He brings the knife up over your stomach, around your breasts, before he reaches your neck and lifts your face to look at him with the tip of the knife.  

“Are you ready, Pup?” He asks you. 

“Yes, Sir.” You respond with a heavy and shaking breath. 

Billy smirks and places the knife down before he undoes his pants, freeing his erect member and only that. He had no patience to strip down for you, not today. He needed it and the clothes, they weren’t going to get in his way. He spins you around and bends you over the desk. His hand goes to tightly grip your bound wrists as he shoves himself inside you. 

You gasp for air a moment before your breathing buckles. Billy groans at the sound of you and starts to pump harder and faster. None of this was about you, it was for him. It was about his release. And you were okay with that; you loved moments like this more than normal. You were his toy and sometimes he had to use you as such. 

“Fuck.” He grunted as he picked up more speed, pressing himself as deep into you as he could. His head hung back with his next moan and his fingers pressed into the skin around your writs, causing the binding to feel little tights. 

This only made you moan louder. You could tell Billy was needing his release. You start to move your hips slightly, helping him with his motions before his hands quickly move to grip at your hips.

His fingers pressed tightly into your skin as he started to cum. His cock twitched with your flexing muscles from your own finish, in sync with him. After a moment he slows down and calms himself. His breathing heavy, he holds himself in you a moment, letting every last drop of him fill you before he pulls out and steps back. 

“Good girl.” He says softly. “Such....a good girl.” He smirks, chuckling softly. You shouldn’t help but smile at his words. They were a couple of your favorite words. 

“How about we get you cleaned up?” He asks, reaching for the knife again and cutting the bindings off of you. You turn to him and smile, nodding your head as he lifts you up and carries you off to the bathroom.  

Tagging: @tellingyouastory​

[nyxvuxoa]

Dating Stevo would include:

Record upon records. He owns a lot of them and he’s going to want to share them with you. Especially if you aren’t familiar with the Punk genre. 

Taking acid. He like a good trip, especially with someone he’s seeing. Expect sex and being comforted if you start to panic. But you’ll need to do the same for him. And you may need to remind him from time to time where he is and that he’s real. 

Love? Well, he won’t admit that he loves you, because “falling in love is for posers”. But he will show it with the attention that he gives you. He will want to show you off and more often than not he will keep his arms around you to let people know where you belong. If and when he finally says “I love you.” it will mean more, because that took a lot for him to admit at first, but then after he won’t stop saying it.

Babying him when he’s sick or doesn’t feel good. Especially if he has a migraine. He’s a bit of a bitch when it comes to not feeling well, but the moment you start to take care of him he will be all smiles and loving. He might fight you a bit on meds or food, but he’ll do it anyways. 

Sex! And a lot of it. Kink? Absolutely. He even has a bit of a Daddy kink. He loves that you are able to trust him in such a light. But he’s also very primal, he won’t hesitate to take you where he pleases when he pleases. Even in the middle of a crowded gig on a nearby wall. 

Listening to him about his family. His parents are divorced and his dad wants him to “sell out”. Sometimes it frustrates him, but while he understands it, he doesn’t want to be anything like his dad. 

Dirty talking. Seriously, he’s got a mouth on him when he wants it and he won’t hesitate to let you know that you are his slut or something else. And if he realizes how much it turns you on, expect to hear it whispered in your ear or before you get on his dick. 

Cuddling. He may not seem like much of a cuddler at first, but deep down he loves it. The feeling of you against him gives him this small sense of purpose. This purpose will make him protect you and need you. 

He gets a little jealous from time to time. He doesn’t like the idea of sharing you while he internally fights himself on not being in a ‘relationship’. He tends to stick close to you at parties and intimidates anyone that looks like they might have a chance of taking you away from him. 

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Hi, I'm Billy

Imagine Billy spotting you from across the bar.

A/N: A shot little piece to get some practice in. Gif found via google. Requests are open.

He took one look at you and knew, right then and there, that you were the one. At least for the night. You would be another notch in his belt. At least that is what he told himself. But you weren't an easy target. You'd need some convincing to go home with a random guy.

He thinks you are beautiful and just his type. He loves watching you walk around, the way you carry yourself with a sense of purpose. He loves that you don't seem easy either, you'll require him to work for it.

He approaches you like a man on a hunt, sitting down on the empty barstool next to you. He has a slight smirk on his face, one that sends you into a mode of being careful. You have seen his type before. They all come and go, all with their own agenda.

"Hi, I'm Billy." He says, a suave manner about him.

He's pretty confident that you're going to go home with him. But you won't go home with just anyone and a part of him knows that. He's been watching you long enough to know that you have turned down several people tonight.

"Not interested." You are quick to say. "Of course your not. That's okay. At least let me buy you a drink and help keep the creeps away, huh? What do ya say?"

It was a different kind of offer than what you were getting all night. You look at him, looking over his face. He was handsome, with a clean rugged look. He had has these brown eyes that reminded you of a puppy. Overall, he's not bad to look at.

But do you fall for it? It all starts with a simple act. He gives you this look like a puppy who's lost. He buys you that drink and strikes up a casual conversation. Everything for him falls into place. But that is how it works for Billy. He gets what he wants when he wants, and how he wants it.

And right now, he wants you.

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Welcome Home

Billy Russo x PlusSizeF!Reader

TW: Sexual content, light bondage, Dominance and Submission  A/N: More probably poorly written trash for Billy. Smut under the cut. Requests are open. Gif is made by me.  Word Count: 1,243

When Billy noticed you, your heart melted and you had belonged to him ever since. His to use and toy with as he sees fit. And as long as you kept his needs met, he was yours and he was attentive to you. You were never unfulfilled with him.

Billy, in a clean, pressed black and white suit, his tie tight against his neck. He was cleaned up, fresh off work, and still looking like he had just gotten ready. In your eyes, this man was walking perfection. And he didn’t look at you any differently. He adored you and your ever curve. The way you carried yourself always had him watching and looking at you. He liked that he felt like he wasn’t going to break you when he got rough.

You knelt before him on the floor, nude, and feeling shy. You were always self-conscious about yourself, but he did his best to lessen that feeling. He could admit, he never saw himself with a plus-sized woman, but you to him were a sight to behold. And he wanted you to see what he saw.

Running a hand through your hair, his fingers play a bit, petting you. “Who’s my good girl?” He cooed at you as he moved his hand down and lifted your face by your chin.

“I am, Sir.” You say, staring deep into his dark chocolate eyes.

“Would you like to make Sir feel good?” He asks you, smirking slightly.

“Yes Sir.” You say, eagerly. You had been waiting all day for him to come home. It had been hard to not touch yourself at the thought of him. But that was a rule, no playing with yourself without permission, and you couldn’t bring yourself to ask. So you had let the anticipation build.

Billy reaches down and takes your by the hand, lifting you up off your knees and guides you away from the living room. You are taken into the bedroom where he takes you to his bed. "Lay down in the middle." He instructs you.

Doing as your told, you get in the middle of the bed, your legs and arms extending to each of the corners. Billy smirks, "You are such a good girl." He tells you again as he reaches for the straps that dangle down from each corner. One by one he binds you, first starting with your feet and then your wrists. You tug slightly, your movement is kept as minimal as possible.

He licks at his lips, the look in his eyes changes to a deep hunger at the sight of you bound before him. His helpless and willing little pet. You watch as Billy slowly undresses, starting with his jacket and tie and laying them over a nearby chair. Followed by his crisp white shirt, pants, and boxers. Watching him only built your anticipation more. You become a little antsy, moving in your binding slightly more, wanting him desperately.

"Now now." He chuckles, seeing how bad you need him by your body language. "You have been waiting all day for this, haven't you Princess?" He teases you.

"Yes, Sir." You are quick to nod your head. He chuckles at you.

Billy watches you, taking his member in his hands and stoking the semi-soft erection into a full one. He approaches the bed and smiles, leaning forward slightly to touch your warm and swollen clit, and starts to rub it in a circle. You moan softly, your back arches slightly. His touch sends a soft wave of sensation through your body, giving you goosebumps.

"How bad do you want me, Princess?" He asks you, beckoning your begging response.

"Badly, Sir. So badly." You say softly, your face turning a little red. He brought this out of you so easily. You caved to him every time. All you wanted to do was fill his needs and do it constantly. Everything from being his toy, to his furniture, to even being his little girl.

He moans deeply as his fingers start to move faster against your bud, his other hand stroking his erect self at the same pace. He liked to feel the heat coming off of you in moments like this. It showed him even more just how badly you needed him.

Chewing on your lip, your breathing picks up. He watches your chest heave up and down with every passing moment. "Fuck me, please? Please." You start to beg him.

"Say it again."

"Please fuck me."

"Again."

"Fuck me."

Billy smirks, hearing you beg always sent him into a sort of animalistic overdrive. He brings his body over yours, sliding himself into you with ease. The moment he feels you tighten around him, he gives a hard thrust and a groan. Your back arches and you moan.

He starts to pump into you, slowly at first. He takes that moment to enjoy the way you take in his full length. The way the pressure feels around his cock. The way you dampen him with your juices. He can feel you dripping around him with such a want. "Oh fuck." He lets out as he starts to pick up the pace, the sound of your moans controlling his speed.

The more you moaned, the faster he moved, and the faster he moved the louder you became. You moved your hips as much as you could, lifting them up to press against him. Your back arches are higher against the bed. "Ha---harder, please, Sir!" You beg him and he's happy to oblige.  

He pumps himself into your harder, hitting your wall and spot easily which causes your body to shake under him. He nuzzles into your neck a moment, his breath hot and heavy against your naked skin. His hand moves to your breast, cupping and feeling it. His fingers go to play with your nipples, pinching them and pulling at them a moment before he moves and places one in his mouth, sucking on it.

"Oh fuck!" You moan, feeling him growl against your breast like an animal. Billy bites down slightly, giving you goosebumps and leaving a nice little mark around your nipple. The pain from it caused you to spasm against his cock and he lets go, letting out a deep moan and pressing into you.

"Cum for me." He commands. "Now, I need to feel it." And just like that, you do as you are told. Your body shivers and you release, causing your lets to shake heavily against him. And as you release, he does the same. His cock twitches inside you, filling you and holding it there until he feels you dripping out around him.

You both stop to catch your breath. You couldn't help but giggle slightly. He knew what that means, you were a very satisfied and happy little pet. And he, well, was on cloud nine with you. "My beautiful girl, you did such a good job, I think I will reward you tonight. Something special." He says, slowly pulling out of you and undoing your bindings.

You sit up and look at him, an excited expression crossing your face. "Oh?" You ask him.

"Its going to be a surprise, but how about we start with a shower?" He says, offering you his hand. "Come, Princess. Join me." He commands.

"Yes Sir." You say, hopping off the bed, knowing that the shower was going to end up being round two for the night.

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Daddy

TW: Daddy Kink

Imagine Billy hearing you call him Daddy for the first time. 

“What did you say?” His head tilts, his eyes making him look like a lost puppy. He blinks, watching you. You look up at him, nervous, wondering if you had crossed a line or said something he wouldn’t like.

“...Daddy.” You say again nervously.

The man, who was often spoken of as never having a daddy bone in his body, showed a little bit of a soft side. It was as if it clicked for him.

“Are you Daddies good little girl?” He asks you.

You’re eyes light up and excited expression coming to your face. You’re cheeks flush red and you bite your lower lip, nodding.

“Are you going to make Daddy feel good baby?” He smirks, licking at his lips. You nod in response, almost unable to contain your excitement at how he’s responded to you.