#gustav schäfer imagine

[ang3lik]

PSA

triggering topics and content ahead.

this will be the only time, i ever address this so please read this if you can.

i’ve had quite a few asks asking if i have read ‘my living nightmare’ and yes, i have.

that book is probably one of the most ridiculous and absolutely absurd pieces of writing i’ve ever read.

it’s truly horrific that somebody would take the time to write such horrible and triggering acts and associate them with real life people.

that book was disgusting and the comments on the authors page were just as gross.

asking her to continue and praising her work which is insane.

there were people of course using common sense advising others not to give it positive attention.

that book should never have gotten the attention it has and if you are curious (because i know some people who haven’t read it might, even after seeing this) i do advise you not to.

the book contains, r4pe, abuse, human and sex trafficking, murder, violence, suicide etc.

anybody who has read that book and either enjoyed it or thought it was funny or entertaining, you are not welcome anywhere near my blog or content.

i cannot even begin to believe that anybody would write such a thing, and it’s truly disturbing that it’s still there and over a million people have read it.

[brightlilith]

I think I'm going to rewrite my Tom Kaulitz fic (Connected by music), but I'm going to do it with the same time travel plot.

[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

[jun3ee]

Smile for the camera

A/N: If you see the watermark and say smt- I’m hiding under your bed..ANYWAYS this was very rushed and last second, this request was from like a month ago so I’m so damn sorry, I’ll try to make a better vers but this is all I got, it’s just a short lil drabble 💕😪

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I stare at the request in disbelief, everyone knew who Tom was at this point, he was such a major part in the industry.. Obviously not only known for his looks, but the serious length he had that got everyone infatuated. The way he fucked on camera was enough to get any living and breathing woman wet.. Maybe it was just dramaticized? He couldn't really be that good, right?  Oh god was I wrong…

“Say it again”

“I-I can’t!” 

I choke out, not even able to think from the way he’s ramming every single inch of his thick, veiny cock into my sopping cunt, his large hands dug deeply into my waist in a firm, bruising hold, not letting go for the life of himself as the rhythm of his thrusts only get faster and faster, fucking me so well as whiny moans leave my parted lips, I was never this sloppy and pathetic, shying away from the camera as he pulls my hair back,

“Tell them how good I’m fucking this little pussy, hm?”

“M-Mgh..” I choke out, gripping onto anything I can as his heavy balls slam against my sensitive clit with every thrust as I let out a yelp. Tom glances at the camera and looks at my fucked-out face, makeup smudged, beads of sweat as he smirks, watching my tight pussy stretch out on his thick cock, leaving a rough slap on my ass causing me to let out a whimper, slaps of skin and unholy moans filling the room as his pace mercilessly increases,

“Look at yourself”

He murmurs, his hand gripping my waist tightly as his other hand reaches out, pulling my head back and grasping my chin with his calloused hand, forcing me to look up and into his darkened eyes as he keeps thrusting harshly, watching my face hopelessly contort with pleasure as he smirks, his thick cock re-arranging my insides with a slight sting as my sopping-wet core adjusts. Every inch of his cock stuffed into my little cunt followed by him tracing hickeys on the crook of my neck and down my back.

“Fortfahren” (“Go ahead”)

He purrs out, abruptly stopping and sitting back… I should’ve remembered that damn script.. It was too late now.. How could I even remember when he was fucking me this good?

“H-Huh?” I choke out, glancing back at him as I whine from the sudden stop

“Fuck yourself with my cock, doll”

With no hesitation he pulls me on him, his length deeply buried in my core as I weakly bounce up and down, my legs already giving up as his girthy tip hits my cervix, his hand finding itself to my waist and guiding me, meanwhile his other hand snakes down my body, rubbing my neglected clit slowly and roughly as I let out a soft whimper. Looking directly into my eyes with his intimidating, darkened brown orbs, making me even more weaker than I already was.

“Atta’ girl” He says with a mouthy smirk, flicking his lip piercing, watching me as I whine pathetically moan on his cock.. At this point, neither of us cared about the script.. “Keep going slow f’me darling.. Don’t want you breaking down on me, do I?” 

“M-Mhmm..” I drag out… How pathetic I was to think he would take it slow? He abruptly starts thrusting up, holding my hips in place as he lets out a chuckle, his v-line flexing, the veins in his forearms popping, his cock coated with my slick as he keeps thrusting up into my tight little pussy, lewd sloshing sounds coming from the both of us as he holds me still,

“Mm- Tell them who’s fucking ya’ doll” Tom grunts out, his thrusting only getting rougher and rougher as he feels my walls tighten around his thick cock,

“I-I can’t” I choke out “P-Please”

“Such a fucking slut f’my cock this whole time and you cant even say my name? Yes you can” 

He groans out, still thrusting mercilessly as he looks directly into my eyes, his cock glistening with my slick..

“T-Tom K-Kaulitz..” I cry out, throwing my arms over his shoulder for stability, helplessly..

“C-Couldn’t hear ya’” He murmurs with a smirk, his thrusting getting more erratic as he reaches his climax, his face scrunching up slightly as he rides out his waves of pleasure, his cock throbbing inside of me as he shoots his thick white ropes of cum deep into my tight pussy with a groan, watching it drip down the sides of his shaft as it overfills me, fucking his seed into my cunt as his hips roll up slowly…

“T-Tom...K-Kaulitz..!”

[thema-nr-2]

im so sorry if i start spamming you with requests 💔💔 anywaays dom 2010 bill maybe?? with like an f reader you can ddcide like the plot n shit i dont wanna control you 🙏🙏

just you wait til i get you home - b.k

✮ synopsis - you and bill are at dinner with your friends and you take the time to tease him under the table. Pissed off, bill makes you suck him off in the bathroom.

✮ genre - smut

✮ word count - 2.2k

✮ content warning - nsfw, fem!sub!reader, dom!2010!bill, semi public freakiness 👅, slight choking if you squint, praise, oral (m!receiving) cum swallowing idfk, gagging, teasing, bills mad pissed at y/n 😞, use of pet names, let me know if i missed anything

✮ 1 request out of 3 done, thank fuck… 2 more fics coming soon guys trust 😭 (ive already started the 2nd one) bonus points if anyone can recognise the lyrics in the tittle

“Why can’t we just stay inside tonight, Bill? I don’t wanna go out!” You whined as you held up your dress in front of the mirror, debating whether or not to put it on.

“As much as I’d love to, schatz, we were invited to this dinner.” Bill started. “We can’t say no just because we don’t feel like it. That’s not fair on our friends.” Blah blah blah..

“But-“

“No buts, Y/N!”

You slumped down on the edge of the bed and watched as your boyfriend buttoned his shirt up. He didn’t look too keen on going out to dinner either. Reluctantly, you slid out of your comfy pyjamas and put on the dress that you had been so eager to wear. Just not tonight. You admired yourself in the mirror for a minute, checking yourself out. It really was a beautiful dress. And Bill had picked it out just for you. Sleek, black, silk hugged your figure perfectly. It was practically tailored for you. You were under the idea that you could easily distract Bill with just a few touches. And when you looked like that? Surely…

“Wouldn’t it be so much easier if we just… called in sick?“ You began, speaking in a slow tone. You walk up behind Bill, wrapping your arms around his waist and fidgeting with the buttons on his shirt. You started to unbutton them one by one, but unfortunately, Bill wasn’t in the mood to put up with your antics as he pushed your hands right off him.

“Easier, maybe. But that doesn’t mean it’s right. Now hurry up and finish getting ready. We need to be there by 6.”

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You knew it was risky. A dangerous game to be playing, yet you were willing to risk it all just for the result. But you knew it was over for you once you met Bill's gaze and saw that look his eyes. A look that either said “I’m gonna kill you when we get home” or “I’m gonna ruin you when we get home”. Nonetheless, the thrill had you soaked already.

Bill’s breath hitched in his throat as he felt your hand caress his thigh underneath the table, getting recklessly close to his crotch. He shot you a subtle glare, which only landed him a proud smile from you. Fortunately for him, nobody noticed. Yet. It was your mission to get him as worked up as possible, to the point where he couldn’t contain it and had to get up and leave. (And obviously take you with him)

You spent the evening making pointless conversation with your work friends, small talk about work and how life was going. Really nothing interesting, and the lack of stimuli was driving you insane. You had let Bill eat and talk in peace for about an hour and a half before you began to feel bored again. Both of you had finished your meals so it’s not like you had anything else to do besides tease him again. As you two let out forced laughs at your friend’s unfunny jokes, you subtly placed your hand on his thigh again, rubbing it gently. Bill didn’t seem to take too much notice of it, which was good. It meant you could get away with more, easier. You smirked to yourself as your hand started to palm him through his tight jeans, this was where Bill finally started to notice what you were up to. He turned to you, not with an angry expression but with a confused one. You felt as he started to get hard in your hands, and you continued to palm him, ever so subtly slipping your hand underneath his jeans and rubbing his now slightly clothed dick. Bill let out a cough to cover up the moan he almost let slip, a bit of an unrealistic one unfortunately.

“Fuck’s wrong with you?” A friend asked.

“Nothing. I’m fine.” He said bluntly, never once taking his eyes off you. You simply giggled and continued to rub him over his boxers under the table. Beads of sweat started to form on his brow as it began harder and harder to hide what was going on. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably and covered his mouth, removing himself from the conversation as best he could. Before long, it was too difficult to stay quiet, he had let you get away with too much. Out of nowhere, Bill pulled your hand out of his pants, and stood up.

“I’m not feeling too well, I’m gonna head to the bathroom…” He said, somewhat nonchalantly. Your friends gave him a weird look of disbelief, then they turned to you with the same expression. You watched as Bill walked away. He looked behind him and made direct eye contact with you. Though he didn’t say anything, you could tell he wanted to follow him. And that there’d be bigger problems if you didn’t.

“Uh, I’m gonna go check on him..” You said nervously as you excused yourself from your seat. Your heart was racing as you caught up to Bill, who hadn’t yet entered the bathroom. As soon as you got close enough to him, he seized your wrist tightly and dragged you into a stall, locking the door behind him. Thankfully nobody was in the bathroom at the same time as you guys. Once the door was locked, Bill slammed you up against the bathroom stall door, pinning your hands to each side of your head as his lips attached themselves to your neck. You let out a gasp of pleasure as he began to suck harshly on the sensitive part of your neck. After a minute, he pulled away, admiring the hickies he had left.

“What’s got you so worked up, huh?” You asked sarcastically.

“You think you’re fuckin funny? So fuckin clever?” Bill said, his pent up anger clear in his tone

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You batted your eyelashes innocently at him, hoping to gain some sort of ease.

Bill’s eyes narrowed at you as his hand moved up to wrap gently around your throat. “Don’t play dumb with me, Y/N.” He whispered, his fingers tightening around your throat the more he talked. “You think teasing me back there in front of our friends, and total strangers was funny? Is this all because I wouldn’t let us stay home tonight? I nearly fucking blew it thanks to you.”

Bill pressed his body against you as you tried to squirm free of his grasp. “Stop struggling, slut. You wanted this.” He growled under his breath as he held you firmly in place. Once you had stopped moving, you looked at the floor anxiously, the regret from teasing him already setting in. Bill grabbed your chin and forced you to look up at him. “On your knees. Now.” He ordered. You immediately complied, not wanting to piss him off any more. Bill smirked proudly as he watched you sink to your knees in front of him. You wasted no time to undo his belt and pull his jeans down along with his boxers, where you could see stains of precum. Part of you was rather pleased with how your teasing really did a number on him. Even though you hadn’t done much. You took his cock in your hands, gently kissing the tip while pumping him ever so slightly.

“Think about teasing me for another minute and I swear you’ll regret it.” His words sent shivers down your spine. You trembled beneath him as you finally took him into your mouth, gaining a guttural moan from Bill. He leaned against the stall door, tilting his head back. “Mmm, that’s it, baby. Good girl..” He groaned.

You bobbed your head up and down his dick, slowly building a steady pace. But it seemed like Bill wasn’t having it. He grabbed a fistfull of your hair, turning it into a makeshift ponytail for him to pull your head down. You gagged as you felt his tip reach the back of your throat, and his balls hit your chin slightly. You rested your hands on Bill’s thighs for support, dragging your nails down his pale skin. Even after deepthroating him, Bill didn’t let you go. He kept your hair gripped firmly in his fist, controlling your rhythm completely. You let out a muffled whine as you tried to come up for air, which only gained you a scowl from the man looking down at you.

“Who said you could stop, huh?” He snapped. He raised his eyebrow, waiting for your pathetic response.

“I just-” You stuttered as you began to speak, however you were swiftly cut off by Bill forcing your head back down onto his throbbing dick. It caught you by such surprise, you felt tears piercing the corners of your eyes.

“You’re crying now? I thought you could take it. Aren’t you my good girl?” He queried, raising his eyebrow. You nodded rapidly as you moved your head along with the rhythm Bill had forced upon you. He moaned out soft praises as he felt you swirl your tongue around him, every now and then grazing it over his slit. You felt him twitch in your mouth, his orgasm catching up to him. “Scheiße, liebe..” Bill felt his knees begin to weaken as he got closer. He savoured every second of your warm mouth around his cock, savoured every muffled sob from you, every choked moan.

Tears fell down your cheeks, not only from how much you were trying not to gag, (and failing) but from now hard Bill was pulling on your hair. Your knees began to ache from the cold, hard, bathroom floor. They’d surely be bruised the next morning. And you were sure the floor had torn a small hole in one of your knee high socks. Which was a shame, they were quite pretty.

“Fuck, gonna cum, baby…” Bill moaned, barely getting his words out. “And you better fucking swallow…” You felt the hair on the back of your neck stand at his demand. He was so hot when he was like this. Dominant and commanding. You wished he would be like this more often, even if it meant week long aches in your throat, legs, or back. Bill threw his head back with one final, loud moan as he released his hot cum down your throat. You whined, doing your best not to let a single drop waste. You adored his taste. You swallowed as much of him as you could. After you pulled off his dick, you continued to lick his slit, gathering the rest of his cum. Once you were done you looked up to see your boyfriend's expression of approval.

Bill smiled warmly as he gave you a light pat on the head. “Atta girl.” He praised. “You did so well for me, took my dick so fuckin good.”

You panted heavily, taking in as much air as you could. Bill’s taste lingered in the back of your throat and on your tongue, the last thing you were about to do was complain about that.

Bill reached out a hand to help pull you up. He looked down at your knees and frowned. You were confused about what he seemed so sad about, until you looked down yourself to see the very prominent tear in your right sock. Guess you were right.

“And they were the ones you bought me, too…” You grimaced.

“It’s okay, schatzi, I’ll buy you a new pair. Or you can keep wearing them to remind yourself of what a slut you were for me tonight.” He smirked.

You blushed profusely at his comment, somewhat enjoying that idea.

“Do you think our friends are gonna be suspicious when we go back out…” You reluctantly asked.

Bill sighed, remembering what they were doing in a public bathroom in the first place. He scratched the back of his neck in disappointment. “Yeah, most likely. You got an excuse?”

“To make up for your flushed face and my bruised knees? Not a clue.”

He giggled. Bill led you out of the stall, making sure nobody was lurking. You had a glance at yourself in the mirror, and after seeing the state of disarray your hair was in and about $60 worth of makeup smudged across your face from where you had cried, you realised you two were both definitely fucked.

AHHH i’m sorry this was so ass i’m not used to writing for sub reader 🤧 hopefully it wasn’t gut wrenchingly bad though!! i’m so sorry to keep people who have requested waiting but i’m juggling a lot right now so i haven’t had the time or motivation to do anything productive in the last month 😝😝

[tvmkavlitzbby]

"Birthday party"

TW: age gap, reader is 20, Tom is 30, nsfw, AFAB reader, she/her pronouns, p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, cunnilingus, rough sex, breeding kink, degradation, dirty talk, hickeys, alcohol, aftercare

synopsis: You recently became Bill's friend despite your age difference and he invited you to his birthday, introducing you to his twin brother Tom, who you instantly felt attracted to.

You had recently meet Bill Kaulitz at a party and soon became really good friend with him, so much that he decided to invite you at his and his brother 30th birthday party.

You obviously knew is brother, Tom, but you had never met him in person, so when you finally arrived at the party, in your black dress and heels, he introduced him to you.

"Tom, this is y/n, y/n this is Tom!" Bill shouted over the loud music, smiling at you two.

As soon as you lifted your eyes up to him you felt a jolt of electricity run through your body feeling his firm gaze on you, you instantly felt attacted to him, even though you knew he was 10 years older that you, he was handsome and you couldn't deny it.

"Nice to meet you, y/n" he said, leaning closer to hug you and waking you up from your state of trance as you felt his arm tugging on your waist.

"Nice to meet you too!" you quickly said, returning the hug.

You tried to ignore Bill's look, a mischievous one, of someone who new something was up.

Some hours and drinks later you were dancing to the music that blasted in your ears, eyes glancing to Tom from time to time, but you had lost him in the crowd a while ago.

You kept dancing until someone placed his hands on your waist, confused you turned your head to see who it was and you couldn't help but blush as you recognized Tom, who was now dacing with you, chest pressed to your back and grip firm on your waist.

Initially none of you two said anything, just dancing together while your hands found place in his hair, behind you.

Some minutes later you felt faint kisses on your neck and shoulders that made you moan slightly, intoxicated by the feeling of his lips and the alcohol as the movement between you two became more and more sensual.

"Let's go somewhere more private, shall we?" Tom asked you, lips brushing your ear.

You nodded, unable to let words out of your mouth, as you felt him take your hand and lead you somewhere else, an empty bedroom in their luxurious villa.

As soon as you two entered the room his lips were on your neck again, more passionate now, leaving bites and little marks all over.

You let your hand travel through his hair, grabbing a handful of them and squeezing them slightly.

"you're so beautiful... I know I shouldn’t be doing this but... fuck, when i saw you... i couldn't stay away" he whispered, placing his hands on your waist.

Suddenly he lifted his head, looking right in your eyes.

"If you don't want this stop me now"

You knew he was older that you, you knew that you didn’t knew him that well and you knew about his past reputation but the excitement that your body felt everytime he looked at you was enough to let all your worries wash away, pressing your lips to his, connecting them in a passionate kiss.

Tom immediately returned the kiss, picking you up from the ground as he walked to the bed, placing you on it.

His mouth traveled to your neck again, then down to your clavicles and then your boobs as he started to unzip your dress.

Once it was completely gone you were left in your black lace panties and bra, that left Tom staring at you for more than he wanted to.

So you placed your hands on his shirt, tugging it a bit to signal him to remove it, which he did a second later.

He then kissed you again, hand on your right boob as he massaged it slightly.

"Get this thing off" he mumbled in the kiss, as the bra got in the way of his hand and your boob and you did exactly as he said, exposing your breasts to his sight.

He immediately placed his lips on your nipple, sucking it slightly while you whined, starting to get desperate to feel his touch in your core.

"I know baby, I know..." he whispered, sliding his right hand under your panties, middle finger caressing your core as he spread your wetness.

"So wet for me, aren't you?" he asked but you couldn't respond, the feeling of his fingers finally on your sex clouding your mind.

"I asked you something, pretty girl" He said firmly, pressing slightly on your clit.

"Yes, s-so wet for you" you said in between moans. He then stripped you of your panties and made you open your legs a bit, placing his finger to your core again, inserting one and then starting to pound in you slowly.

"f-fuck.. Tom.." you moaned his name, needing more from him.

Almost as if he read your mind he inserted another finger and started to move his finger faster, enjoying the sight of you moaning in pleasure beneath him.

"You're so pretty, so needy..." he continued for finger you, getting closer to your heat as he placed his tongue on your clit and started massaging it.

The sudden contact made you throw your head behind, as indescribable pleasure filled you, grabbing Tom's hair while unholy sounds left your lips.

"Please, Tom.." you whispered, you needed more.

"Please what? babygirl.. you need to use your words" he teased, fingers pumping into you.

"Please, fuck me... please..." As you said this Tom nodded and retracted his fingers, leaving an aching emptiness in you.

He then stripped completely, leaving you to witness all his beautiful features, he was really fucking handsome.

He was about to take a condom when you stopped him, the thought of his cum in you overcoming your common sense.

"Don't... I'm on the pill, please..." you sounded almost desperate.

"Such a naughty girl, want my cum that much?" he asked, to which you couldn't help but nod.

He then climbed on the bed again and aligned himself with your entrance, pushing it in you just a second later, your moans filling the room.

"fuck, you're so tight" he immediately started to push into you, seeing how you were moaning in pleasure.

"fuck, fuck!" you moaned loudly, the sound of the music muffling every sound you emitted.

"look at you, so young and fucking guys like me who are older that you, uh? you should just call me "sir" at this point" his words were sharp and mean but it only contributed to your excitement.

"sir... please, please harder!" you immediately obliged to the new name, nothing at his words and grabbing Tom shoulders for support while he continued to pound into you, hitting your sweet spot continuously.

He then placed a hand on your clit, massaging it slightly, making you clench around him, grunts and moans leaving his lips.

You felt your climax close, moaning with your mouth agape.

"I'm.. I'm close!" you informed Tom.

"yeah? then cum for me princess. cum on my cock." he then connected your lips in a sloppy kiss, hitting your g-spot ripetely.

After some second you felt your orgasm hit you, your legs trembling while you moaned "sir!" on Tom's lips, immense pleasure washing over you.

You didn't even register Tom's words until you felt his cum fill you up more that you already were, making you moan.

The unholy scene was contrasted by Tom sweet kisses on your face, trying to make you come back from your high.

"Are you with me, baby?" he whispered sweetly to which you nodded.

He then got out of you, the sight of his cum slipping out of you almost making him hard again.

"You are so beautiful, fuck..." he whispered, making you giggle.

You suddenly felt the urge to hug him, to have him close to you, so you dared to reach out your hands to him and to your surprise he pulled you up and placed you on his lap, holding you gently to him.

"Are you okay?" he asked, sweet voice filling your ears.

"Yes, so much..." you whispered, you felt safe in his arms, in the arms of someone who was like a stranger to you, but you didn't care, you wished the time could stop right there.

"We have to clean up, let's go to the bathroom" he picked you up and, after making sure no one could see you, walked to the bathroom, where he filled the bathtub with warm water.

Too tired to move you let Tom place you gently in the water with him, the party long forgotten as he slowly cleaned your body.

You don't remember much after that, you probably fell asleep, but you didn't care because now it was morning and you were in Tom's arms, hugged close to his body.

You know you will have to talk about this with him and you know that Bill will probably fill you up with thousands of questions, but you didn't let it worry you now, placing your head on Tom's chest, drifting off to sleep once again.

[lexilovestom]

SILENT TREATMENT

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— in which: Tom and Y/n go shopping at the mall and he keeps annoying her as a joke, only to make it up to her when they get home ;)

⌞ contains: smut, some angst, fluff, kitchen sex, annoying ass y/n 🤪 (like fr i wanna smack her in the face at times- ANYWAYS) ⌝

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— Y/n's pov

Tom and I are at a huge home furnishings store that recently opened in our town, and we're looking for some new cookware. I pretty much had to beg him to take me here since he doesn't really like shopping, especially for pots and pans. But I told him that, since it's a new store, we could look around and find some cool gadgets and stuff we both might like. And that pretty much convinced him.

The only thing is, he's been annoying and embarrassing me in front of everyone the whole time. I don't know what got to him, but I'm definitely not liking it.

It started with an innocent joke by "accidentally" banging a pot on my head with a little 'whoops! sorry Y/n, didn't see you there', but it quickly turned into different jokes about our private life that made people turn their heads in our direction. No matter how many times I told him to stop and laughed it off, he just kept going and going to the point the jokes became a little too intrusive and repetitive for my likings.

I know it's something he does when he's bored, and it's just his humor, but enough is enough at some point.

"Y/n are you done?" Tom whines on a patio chair in the middle of the store while I look at some outdoor decor.

I turn to his direction and find him pretty much laying on it with his legs spread. I tilt my head and drop my arms in disappointment, "are you really this exhausted?"

"Hell yeah, Y/n! it's almost 8:00pm and I'm starving! even the store is closing down!" he exclaims. I look at him frustrated, "k, let's check out and go." I start walking away as I hear Tom following behind me. I've been pretty quiet and cold towards him, and i think he finally got the message.

We're now in line and I can feel him looking down at me with a small smirk on his lips. I turn to him "what", "why are you maddd!! I was just joking!" he chuckles to lighten up the tension, but I don't give in.

"You're embarrassing me! it's not funny" I say whisper yelling as he bites his lip and smacks my ass multiple times lightly. I gasp and smack his hand away, "Tom stop! there's people behind!" he laughs. "Asshole."

He then leans closer to my ear, "these white jeans are driving me crazy you know?" he smirks as it's now our turn to check out, "oh my god please shut up and walk ahead." I roll my eyes as he chuckles once again.

Said that we pay for everything, walk out the store as Tom puts his right arm around my shoulders and head home. The car ride was pretty much silent, even if Tom was singing along to Dr Dre's debut album on the radio. He even offered to open the car door for me like a gentleman.

— time skip

Tom is sitting at the dinner table as I place down the ceramic plate containing some vegetables and a schnitzel. Halfway through our meal he suddenly speaks up, "so...will you talk to me again now?" I look at him, "i haven't decided yet."

"You just did!" he chuckles as I give him a death stare for about 2 seconds.

"Y/n come on! i was just joking! why do you have to take it so seriously!? plus, people around us could care less about what we do. They weren't even looking!"

"Yes they were, Tom! they were giving very weird looks and you know how much i feel judged in public already!!" he leans his back on his chair. "I appreciate when you mess with me, but today you took it a little too far in my opinion" I break. Tom's expression becomes so unreadable to the point I can't figure out whether he's confused or sorry. But I hear him exhale through his nose in defeat. He's in no mood to discuss and i understand.

After a while we finish our meals and, as Tom leaves to our bedroom, i stay in the kitchen to wash the dishes.

The house is dark, and the only light on is from the under cabinets of the kitchen. Everything's quiet and the only form of noise is the running water from the sink and the clinking dishes.

I'm thinking about how i might have overreacted over Tom messing with me at the store this evening. Even if he made me genuinely mad, he was just doing it for fun and i took it very personally, in the end...

All of a sudden, as my thoughts come to me in a rush, I hear footsteps coming down the staircase. I stiffen as I obviously know who it is.

Tom sneaks quietly near the kitchen island, I can feel his eyes burning at the back of my figure as I continue to wash the dishes. He's just standing there, looking at me. What's he doing?

He lets out a sigh and gets behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and placing his head in the crook of my neck. "Will you talk to me now?" he repeatedly presses small pecks on my bare cheek.

As much as I want to, I stand my ground and completely ignore him. He murmurs a small 'hm?' before he shakes me side to side as he tickles me, "are you gonna give in?"

I then let out a giggle as he knows I can't stay mad at him for too long. Tom lifts his head up and smiles, "ohh! is that a chuckle I heard?!" he shakes me again before I let out another laugh at the movement.

"Look look look! that's my girl!" he laughs. "Come on baby, you know I don't like seeing you like this." I place the last plate I was washing down and feel Tom spinning me to face him by my hips.

"I'm sorry i made you uncomfortable, you know that's the last thing I wanna do to you." He looks me in the eyes and I can see nothing but sincerity and sorrow in them. I take a deep breath, break eye contact and then look back at him, "apology accepted," I smile faintly as Tom returns the favor. "I'm sorry I reacted that way."

"You have nothing to be sorry about, liebe. Don't even think about it." He whispers as I nod slowly, getting lost in his iris.

Our faces are now inches apart and we both slowly lean in to fill the gap between us. The kiss is soft and comforting, but it escalates quickly after I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen it.

Tom holds me tight to him, and as we passionately make out, I feel a sudden burning sensation in between my legs. He then goes down to my neck, softly kissing and sucking on my g spot, making me whimper lightly, before coming back up to my lips.

He begins to take my pyjamas shirt off, tossing it somewhere on the kitchen floor, and stares at my cleavage for a few seconds before taking one of my breasts in his hand and start playing with it. Lowering his other hand down my back and onto my ass, giving it a good typical squeeze.

I sneak my hand near his already hardened crotch, making him whimper with my slow movements. "Hold on, schatzi. I wanna make it up to you" he whispers on my lips before pressing his back on mine.

Tom then takes his shirt off and picks me up, placing me on the counter. As he's standing in between my legs I touch his defined torso before getting interrupted by him pulling my shorts and panties off at the same time.

He immediately slides his hand down my heat, "so wet for me already? wow, schatzi, you really can't resist me, can you?"

I whimper as a response as he begins tracing circles on my area. I spread my legs wider at his touch and can't help but bite my lip to avoid any loud noises to escape my mouth.

Tom stops and pulls his pants down, his cock springing up the second he does. He then takes it in his hands, pumps it a couple times and proceeds to look at me. "Can I, liebe?"

I nod as he slowly puts it in my throbbing core, making a moan escape my mouth. He starts moving into me as i grip on the sides of the counter, his hips buckling back and forth at a slow pace for me to get used to his size.

We move in sync while his hands come up to my hips for support. Groans, whimpers and little compliments start filling the room as Tom suddenly quickens his pace, making me audibly moan and push my head back.

"Fuck!" i manage to let out as Tom's eyes burn on mine. His gaze and features so strong while he pounds into me. I grab his face and kiss him as I pull him onto me, my back touching the cold granite counter while he leans on my weak body.

As Tom continues to move into me, I'm starting to feel a familiar knot in my stomach. "T-Tom I'm close" I whine, "hold it a little longer, baby. You're doing so good."

My hands, once again, grip the counter. Sweat glistening from both our foreheads, panting escaping our mouths, the loud sound of our skin clapping. Everything is just sending nothing but ecstasy up my body, and as my mind is foggy I hear Tom's raspy voice "do it, schatz. Come for me."

After a few more thrusts, I moan out Tom's name as I release all over him. Waves of pleasure washing over me as I throw my head back while Tom gently kisses my neck to overstimulate me.

"Look at you, screaming my name when just 10 minutes ago you wouldn't even talk to me." He whispers in my ear. I roll my eyes back at his words, "this is the effect I have on you, hm?"

After some slow movements, Tom picks up his pace again, this time harder and more possessively. Groans escape his mouth as I'm a moaning mess under him. In a matter of seconds he releases into me, panting and falling limb on my trembling body, breathing heavily on my shoulder as he peppers it with kisses.

I lift his head with my index finger under his chin and kiss him softly. He slides out of me, cum dripping from my hole.

"Holy shit" I breathe out, Tom sighs and chuckles at the same time as he passes a hand over his forehead to dry some sweat. Admiring his work coming out of me.

"You don't actually think this is it, right?" he looks me in the eyes. "Go upstairs, I'll meet you there in a second, prinzessin." he smirks as I jump off the counter, smiling, and make my way to our bedroom.

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sorry for disappearing guys 😭 sorry if this is kinda ass ngl, but I still hope you liked it lmaoo 🥹 also, I didn't reread this so excuse any spelling mistakes. Make sure to send image requests! I would love to put my spin on your ideas 💕 byee! ♡

[kisses4tom]

hey guysss, I have a VERY DESPERATE REQUEST.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SOMEONE TELL ME WHERE I CAN FIND THIS VIDEO OR CLIP. PLEEEASEEEE

I'M ASKING FOR A FRIEND OVER HERE 😭🧎🏻‍♀️

tysm if you do!! 💗 and i promise i will post very very soon! 🫶🏻 love youuu -Abbie

[20doozers]

HE GOT MURDERED😭

[itzmaztercom]

"tom is so mcbling/trashy y2k 🥺🥺"

LITERALLY how i see Tom:

(gif make by me lol)

[ang3lik]

TOKIO HOTEL SERIES WIPS !

okay so i have a few ideas for series but i’m gna try and do them all but i just want you guys to let me know if you actually like them!

vamp!bill x fem!slayer!reader

• 90s/00s era. • kinda buffy/angel dynamic. • bill era from 2007 - 2021. • moodboard.

older!georg x fem!neighbour!reader

reader just moved in and hears loud music, goes over and realises georg lives there, he welcomes her and invited her in, the band r practicing, she watches them play and georg x readers relationship grows from there…

gustav x fem!singer!reader

• gustav era 2007+.

reader is in the band and sings alongside bill, quite shy, been best friends with gustav the most but relationship blossoms into romance…

y’all please tell me if this next one is a bad idea because i alr had the idea from the audi photo shoot tom and bill did but i don’t want it to resemble mln in any way.

f1driver!tom x fem!assistant!reader

• tom era 2010+. • moodboard.

tom needs an assistant to handle his schedule but mostly older people apply, reader applies and gets along with tom so well, but there’s only one problem, she knows nothing about cars and she can’t drive…

AND/OR

music director!tom x fem!assistant!reader

song fic - one of the girls

• tom era 2014 - 2020.

tom needs another assistant for directing, except he realises she’s really good at making beats. he may need her in other ways too…

[brightlilith]

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Masterlist Tokio Hotel - Masterlist Connected by music • Tom Kaulitz

December 31, 2022 – Morro de São Paulo, Bahia - Brazil.

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“At night one way, during the day another. This will be the rule until you find your true love's kiss.” – Fiona.

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I felt different, I don't know how to explain it, I just felt it.

Last night, after arriving in Morro, we checked in at the inn and went to the street, we stayed all night in a restaurant eating and laughing, a perfect night I would say.

My parents stayed by my side the whole time, along with Bruce.

Riri didn't show any signs, despite knowing that she was with me every day when I was listening to music while reading a book before bed.

Amelia on the other hand, wanted to tell me something, something that no one knew and was struggling to keep it a secret.

And stopping to analyze it, I realized that I wasn't ready to go back to New York again, my days there were gray and cold, even though Amelia and Bruce had colored my days there more.

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Amélia and I decided to stay at the inn, while the rest of the family was at the beach.

Relaxing in the sun, facing the pool that was completely empty.

We didn't need to talk to not get uncomfortable, it was just me and her.

"All good." Riri appeared abruptly, Amelia and I screamed.

"WHAT THE FUCK" We said together.

"I feel like something will happen tonight, I'm not sure, they don't want to say." Riri was wearing a beach hat and sunglasses. "They said no was on my level to know, honestly saw."

Riri lay down next to me in the chair, and relaxed. Amelia and I were still recovering from the scare.

After that we started laughing, Riri looked at us like we were crazy.

Perhaps yes.

"I feel it too, Riri." I said as I leaned back in my chair. "But I don't know what it is either..."

We stayed talking and then we went into the pool, when it was lunch time we got out of the pool, dried off and went to the house we were.

We took turns taking showers, Riri just showed up in her usual "outfit".

I wanted power like that.

We had lunch and went to rest in the room, closed everything and turned on the TV and the air conditioning and put on a movie.

For some reason, I felt connected to this movie.

Midnight in Paris, an incredible film by a writer who travels through the night to the 1920s.

The movie ended and we decided to get some sleep.

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When we woke up, it was 3pm and no one was back yet, we decided to get ready and go out for a bit.

We went to several stores, bought some things for ourselves and some friends for when we return to NY.

And when we stopped to notice, it was 6:55 pm, my mother had called me to let me know that she had arrived, Amelia and I decided to go back.

And when we arrived, Bruce came right up to hug me, which I gladly returned.

We all went to pack the clothes we were going to wear later, after that we sat at a table and the children went to play with other children who were also at the inn.

Some chatted and others played cards.

Amelia and I share a headset while we talk to Riri through the Mp3.

Riri went back to talking to me as if nothing had happened. Ugh, cocky.

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It was a few minutes before 9 pm, we were all at the beach, some were wearing colorful colors, others were champagne and others were white. Some colors represented some things for the coming year.

I wore a mixture of champagne and white.

Champagne: Stability.

White: Peace.

Bruce had an arm around my shoulder, we were talking to some people he and my family met on the beach this morning.

A few women were looking at him, older women. I should feel insecure, not least because he's 15 years older than me.

I'm 32 and he's 47, he didn't look that old, he looked much younger than he really is.

They glared at him, he didn't seem to notice, I put my arm around his waist, they looked at me with envy and I just gave a cynical smile.

"Are you well?" He whispered in my ear, I just smiled sweetly and sealed his lips to mine, telling him I was fine.

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It was 11 pm sharp, I was with my parents, they were nervous, and when it was 11 pm they told me to go to a corner that had a huge rock, there was no one there.

As I was walking there I noticed Bruce with his back to me, I knew he was tense. I didn't know why, or I just didn't want to put the pieces together.

"Bruce?" I whispered his name, I approached and touched his shoulder, we only heard the sound of the sea, so he had heard me.

He relaxed and turned around, he had a bunch of white roses in one hand and a velvet box in the other.

I was paralyzed.

He handed me the bouquet, which I soon took with still no reaction.

He got down on one knee and opened the box, revealing an engagement ring. It was a white gold solitaire ring with 35 stones set with diamonds. I had seen it in the vivara at the airport when we arrived in Brazil.

He seems to have bought it when I wasn't around. As soon as he knelt down and showed the ring, he soon uttered the three words that seemed so simple to say, but so heavy to hear.

"Will you marry me?" Bruce spoke calmly, I could feel a lone tear running down my face...

Shit!

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[estxkios]

could you write something for sub Tom too? Like how you did for sub Bill? Please please please <3 only if you want to <3

SUB TOM K. IMAGINES

2008!tomkaulitz x gn!reader

summary : things sub tom would do :3

warnings : smut obvss

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imagine subby tom who grabs desperately at your hips while you make out. he just cant wait to get in your pants lol

poor boy is soo fucking desperate :[

imagine subby tom who suggests a simple little movie night and thinks hes sneaking while grinding his hard on against your thigh under the blankets.

you would try to ignore him and push him off telling him, "baby.. remember what i said about being patient?"

but his little whines were too hard to ignore, the way he tried so hard to stifle them but couldnt. god, it threw you over the edge.

needless to say you ended up giving him a handjob.

of course, you made him clean up his own mess for being so impatient :3

imagine subby tom who just gropes and kisses at your tits while he lays on your chest.

hell if this is whore is feeling extra freaky he will pop one im his mouth

he fucking loves your tits and i will stand on this

imagine subby tom that sends you picture of his aching buldge with the caption "i miss u so much :("

anytime he did this you couldnt help but pull out your little bullet vibrator that you kept tucked away in your top drawer and send him a video of you using it.

poor boy is so needy why not help him once in a while?

imagine sub tom who looves trailing right behind u like a little puppy :[

this man loves you too much he just wants to follow behind you everywhere and listen to every command you give him.

he would just lean over your shoulder and hold your sides as you did anything, wether that be cooking or simply just texting on your phone.

almost same thought as the last but imagine subby tom who gets pussy drunk sooo quick!! he just cant contain himself!!

he would get on his knees, kissing over your clothed pussy begging to make his girl feel good.

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this is for my tom girlies ily :3

[tomssexdoll]

Hello mllll. So i have this idea but if youre uncomfortable writing this just ignore it, <3.

So reader is at a party and she gets drunk asf, one of readers friend calls tom who is readers friend to come and pick her up. When tom comes they get in the car and readers acting stupid, she starts rubbing toms crotch and he gets hard. Tom says that they shouldn't do this cuz they're just friends. And she ends up giving tom head while driving.

Id love you if you do this. ❤

YUHHH OFC!!!! <33

Just friends?

"We shouldnt be doing this y/n..we're just friends and you know it"

PAIRINGS: Tom 2010 x Female reader

CONTENT: SMUT + FLUFF

SYPNOSIS: After Tom recieves a call from one of y/ns friends, informing him that she was shitfaced he decides to come and pick her up, annoyed at her recklessness. As they are in the car back home, y/n starts to rub on him, teasing him and making him crack...

A/N: ily all <3

WARNINGS: dom!tom, reader!sub, p in v (riding), fingering, hickeys, sucking d, alcohol mentions, drunk reader (everything is consentual though, she's not super drunk when they fuck)

I was at one of my friends parties, drinking heavily and dancing with anyone and everyone in sight. I wore a short black dress, one where if I did something as little as bending over my whole ass would be out.

I had about 8 shots of tequila, 4 shots of vodka and like 8 beers. I was out of my head, stumbling everywhere and in search for more drinks. I hadn't noticed but my friend had stolen my phone and called Tom, knowing we were very close and he'd be the one to drag me out of parties like these.

ON THE PHONE:

Tom picks up the phone

"Hello?" he said, his voice a little groggy.

"Oh, did I wake you up? Sorry, it's just...y/n is shitfaced and she needs to go home, none of us are sober and we don't want to send her in a taxi or an uber, could you come get her please?" my friend said, slurring her words slightly.

A deep sigh was heard before he answered, "yeah fine..text me the address,"

And with that the call ended.

BACK TO PRESENT:

It took Tom around 50 minutes to arrive, this place was basically in the middle of no where, my friend found a farmhouse to rent so he could be as loud as he wanted. By now I was sobered up a lot, having multiple friends give me food and water.

I was still pretty drunk but not as much as I was. As he arrived, I saw his tall, dark figure standing in the doorway, as soon as he spotted me he made his way through the crowd, pushing drunken bodies just to get to me.

"Fucking hell.." he muttered, seeing the state I was in. As soon as I saw him I jumped up, hugging him tightly, "Tommm!" I slurred, burying my face into his chest. "Yes, hi, cmon let's go," he sighed, grabbing my shoes and picking me up, holding me against his chest as he waved to my friends.

He got to his car, slowly placing me in the passanger seat and quickly going to the drivers seat, getting in and starting the car.

"I don't get how you drink so much, go easy on the alcohol," he chuckled, making sure I was strapped in properly before taking off. "Well, I just like to have fun," I smirked, crossing my arms.

About 10 minutes into the drive I felt a sudden change in the mood, like a tension was building. I looked over at him, the way his eyes were so focused on the road, the way his piercing sat perfectly on his plump lips. I felt my heat start to burn, a desire running through my veins.

I decided to take my chances, I saw the way he looked at me sometimes, the jealously he had when I was with other guys. I leaned over and slowly rubbed my hand on his thigh, teasingly close to his crotch.

His eyes widened, looking at me for a moment, "hey, what are you doing? Trying to distract me?" he chuckled, I smirked and moved my hand up higher, ending up on his crotch before going back down to his thigh, his breath hitched slightly, "don't..I have to focus on driving," he grunted, his grip tightening on the wheel.

"Why can't we have a little fun..hm?" I looked up at him, his adams apple bobbing up and down. "Because we'll have an accident that's why," he growled, trying so hard not to look down at me because if he did, he knew he'd give in.

Then, he looked at me for a split second, my eyes burning with lust and desperation, my cleavage basically ready to spill out of my chest. I moved my hand up again and palmed his cock, rubbing it softly. He panted, "don't tease.."

I smirked and kept rubbing, feeling him grow rock hard from my touch. "Ohh no, how about I take care of that," I giggled, placing small kisses on his buldge. "We shouldn't be doing this y/n..we're just friends and you know it," he groaned, "if we were just friends then, why do I always catch you staring at me in a way only a lover would look at their partner, why do you get jealous and possessive when I'm with other guys, was that night that we kissed nothing too?" I challenged him, testing his patience before he broke.

"Fuck..fine, fucking fine just do it.." he grumbled, I grinned and unbuttoned his jeans, his hips lifting to help me take them off. I slowly slid them down, letting them pool at his knees. "Oh wow..so hard for me," I teased, wrapping my fingers around the waistband of his boxers.

"Mmmhhh" he groaned, his body tensing. "Relax.." I smirked, pulling his cock out, my eyes widening at his size. He was a solid 8 inches, girthy and veiny. Precum was leaking from his tip, "well hello there.." I chuckled, scooting closer.

"Suck it baby, fuck.." he grunted, one of his hands moving down to the back of my head, grabbing a fistful of hair from my face. I slowly wrapped my lips around the head, gliding myself down on his thick cock. "Yess..." he hissed, gripping my hair tighter.

"Fuck..keep that up and we're not going to make it home.." he growled, his grip tightening even ore as he thrusts his hips forward, driving his cock deeper into my mouth.

He tries to keep his focus on the road but my mouth felt too good on his cock, "goddammit, you're going to make me crash," he chuckled, he gripped the steering wheel tightly as he fought to keep his composure.

"Mmm.." I moaned softly, picking up my pace and sucking his cock harder and faster, my wet mouth around his length addicting. "Fuck, fuck..gonna cum," he whined, feeling the rush of pleasure building in his balls.

I swirled my tongue over his sensitive tip, making him let out a low groan as his cock started to throb desperatly in my mouth, signalling his release. "Good girl, keep sucking that cock," he moaned lowly, guiding my head up and down his shaft.

Saliva started to build around my mouth, dripping down onto my chin. "Soo fucking messy, good girl.." he praised, the blowjob getting super sloppy. He bucked his hips up, matching my thrusts, his balls slapping against my chin.

"Holy shit, I'm close..cmon.." he groaned, my pace quickened, his tip hitting the back of my throat, making me slightly gag as I wanted to send him into oblivion.

"Yes yes, cmon!" he moaned loudly, his orgasm dangerously close. With one last hard suck he emptied himself in my mouth, coating it with thick ropes of cum, "fuck!" he cried out, his chest heaving up and down as he calmed down from his release.

I smirked and pulled back, swallowing every last drop. "We're not fucking done yet," he slammed his foot on the brake, skidding to a stop on the side of the road.

"Get in the back, now!" he ordered. I instantly obeyed and climbed into the back seat, sitting down on the cool leather seats. He climbed back with me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me onto his lap.

He plants soft, passionate kisses onto my shoulders, exploring the skin with his tongue. His hands moved over my body, gripping my hips and pulling me closer, his cock resting against my stomach.

He pulls back and captures my lips in a rough kiss, feeling my breasts pressing against his chest, his cock twitching. "Gotta let those out, hm?" he chuckled, his fingers finding the zip of my dress and slowly dragging it down, grabbing the material and sliding it off my body, leaving me in only my panties.

"No bra huh? Such a fucking tease.." he groaned, grabbing my boobs roughly and squeezing them, latching onto one of my nipples and sucking harshly, a wave of pleasure rushing throughout me.

"Mmmhh.." I moaned softly, wrapping my arms around his neck and driving his head closer. He grabbed my tits and squished them together, licking the skin slowly.

"So sexy...I've been waiting for this moment for so long.." he grinned, continuing to kiss and touch my body, his hands exploring every inch of me. His hands stop at my panties, moving them to the side and teasing my folds with his fingers.

"Fuck..so wet for me.." he chuckled, mocking me from earlier, "oh shut up," I giggled and smacked his arm playfully. I started to softly grind on his fingers, "ohh fuck.." I whined. He grabbed my hips and kept me still before plunging his fingers into my sopping cunt.

"Oh shit!" I gasped, my hands flying to his shoulders for support, "you're soaking.." he groaned, sliding his fingers in and out at a slow pace.

He continued to pump his fingers inside me, now increasing his pace, he can hear the sounds of my arousal filling the car and it only turned him on even more, curling his fingers at my g spot just to get a reaction out of me.

"Fuckk!" I buried my face into his neck, his thumb rubbing against my clit, as soon as he starts to feel me tighten around him he retracts his fingers. "Tom?" I whined at the loss of contact, pulling away from his neck and looking at him confused.

"That was just to get you ready baby, don't worry," he chuckled, grabbing his cock with one hand and using the other to hover me over his cock. His tip rested at my entrance before he slowly slid me down, my tight cunt resisting.

"Cmon..you can fit more," he grunted, trying to get me past the thickest layer of his cock, the base. He knew it wouldn't just go in without any sort of lubrication so he held his hand out, "spit honey," I hesitated for a second but spit some saliva into his hand, it smelt like vodka and beer but he didn't give a shit.

He coated the rest of his cock with the saliva and slammed me down, "ah!" I cried out, my legs slightly trembling from the force. "See, not even my fingers could help.." he chuckled, letting me adjust to his size.

My brain was hazy, vision foggy. After another minute of resting he started to thrust up into me, gripping my hips for security. His pace quickened, slamming into me over and over again, the sound of our bodies slapping against each other repeating as he fucked me relentlessly.

His cock hit all the right spots inside me, stabbing into my g spot effortlessly, making me roll my eyes back. "You like that baby? The way my cock slams into that tight cunt.." he whispered in my ear, I was out of words at this point, only able to muster up a small nod.

"Good girl.." he chuckled, picking up the pace and ramming into me harder, leaning down and sucking at my neck, leaving sloppy kisses all over the skin.

"Mmmm!" I moaned loudly, arching my back to meet his thrusts. He smirked against my skin, enjoying the sight of me losing control under his touch. His thrusts become faster, rougher and harder as he takes me to the brink of esctacy, "I could fuck you like this all day, listens to the sounds you make and the faces you pull as I drive my cock further into you.." he growled lowly, leaving marks everywhere on my neck.

His dirty talk only turned me on even more, my pussy throbbing around his cock, "ohhh fuck!" I whined, his balls slapping against my ass as he fucks me mercilessly.

"You want it harder, baby? You want me to fuck you until you can't walk straight?" he smirks, reaching down to spank my ass roughly, "ah! Y-yes!" I yelped, he grabbed my hips tighter, leaving cresent shaped moons in my skin as he pulled me back onto his cock with each thrust, a knot forming in my stomach.

His thrusts never faltered, only getting more vicious and cruel, his cock pounding into me with such force, his muscles straining. "That's right, baby. Take it all. Take every inch of this fucking cock," he groaned, slapping my ass again, a red mark forming on the cheek.

"Mmm! Gonna cum, fuck..." I groaned, wrapping my arms around him and scratching at his back, the pleasure getting too much. His cock throbbed with urgency inside me, pushing me towards the edge.

"Cum for me baby, let your juices spill all over my cock.." he grinned, reaching down and rubbing my clit with his thumb once again, sending me into a state of euphoria as I felt my orgasm drive over the edge.

"Fuck!" I yelled, my cunt clenching around his shaft as I spilled my juices all over it, "fuck yes!" he grunted, slamming into me and spilling his hot seed deep into me, grabbing my chin and smashing his lips into mine, kissing me passionately.

As he pulled away a long string of saliva followed, "you were amazing..fuck," he panted, pulling me against his chest and letting us both recover from the earth shattering orgasms we just had.

After letting us rest he slowly lifted me off his cock, his cum dripping out of my pussy, "oh fuck.." he chuckled and reached into the front for some tissues, wiping us both down and cleaning the seats.

He moved my panties back and pulled his jeans and boxers back up. Opening the door and holding me tightly, he walked over to the passanger side and slid me in, coming back to the drivers seat and starting the car, driving off.

"How about you stay at my place, let me take care of you?" he turned to me, seeing how tired I already was. I nodded softly and rested my head against the car door, exhaustion taking over me as I fell asleep.

tags: @itsmealaiah @itsangelll @ballhair

tags: @kaulitzsbabyy @kaulitzswhxre @cosmicck

tags: @bkaulitzlover @ge-billsgf @ella1289

tags: @tomsonlyslut @20doozers @miyukafujii

[tomzslut]

Sometimes I can't believe Tom is an actual human like he's so perfect dude 😭 it pains me to know that girls have SLEPT with THE Tom Kaulitz, that girls have had their lips pressed against his once, that girls have felt his skin on theirs UGHHAGSHSHSDJJDKDMDK FUCK I WANT HIM SO BAD HES PERFECT

[thema-nr-2]

tied - B.K

✮ synopsis - bill's cutecore style!reader girlfriend ties him up with a bow!!!! silly!!!!

✮ genre - smut

✮ word count - 2.3k

✮ content warning - NOT ERA SPECIFIC! nsfw, sub!bill, dom!fem!reader, riding, p in v, slight degredation, praise, bill is an atention WHOOORE, aftercare, bondage, let me know if i missed anything

✮ a/n - woah another sub bill fic, shocking? shocking? shocking news anyone?

Bill thought you were the cutest thing on planet Earth. How you would come off so shy and innocent, but once he got to know you, you were bubbly and always excitedly talking about something. And innocent? Boy was he wrong. He loved how you were practically the exact opposite of him. Though he’d never wear it himself, he always appreciated your sense of fashion and thought it was amazing. 

Lately Bill had been in desperate need of attention from you. He’d wrap his arms around your waist from behind, ever so slightly pressing his hard on against your hand, he’d constantly try to talk to you while you were busy, jerk off while he knew you were home so you would come check in on him, and he’d even stop talking to you so you’d KNOW something was wrong. (he never shuts up). But despite all this, nothing could distract you enough. The poor boy just wanted to be taken care of, but nothing he did impressed you. But it wasn’t your fault you were so busy! You had a job to do, papers to write, things to take care of. He needed to learn how to deal with not getting attention 24/7 without being a total needy brat. 

You had just finished up some work you had been doing for the last couple of hours. You figured it would be a good time to finally spend some time with Bill, maybe give him what he so desperately craved. As you walked up the stairs, you could hear the faint sound of groaning coming from behind the door. You smirked to yourself, thinking you knew exactly what he was doing. But to your surprise, you opened the door not to find your boyfriend pleasuring himself, but sitting on the ground in frustration. You peered over to see what he was doing. 

“Bill?” You asked, a small giggle escaping.

“Oh, hi schatz.” He replied, his tone sounding uninterested and focused.

You took a step closer to see what he was so worked up over, surprised that he wasn’t practically jumping up and down to see you. You finally noticed what he was fidgeting with. He was holding one of your pink ribbons that you use to tie your hair up, or that you sew onto your clothes. He was trying his absolute best (while failing miserably) to tie it into the perfect bow. Your heart melted at the sight of him trying to impress you. 

“Bill, what are you doing with that?” 

“I’m trying to tie it into one of those cute little bows you always wear… I was going to show you..” He said, his gaze still not shifting from what he was doing.

“Why?”

“Because… because I wanted to impress you. But this stupid thing won’t tie correctly.” He let out a huff of irritation, his messy hair falling in front of his face. His posture was slouched as he had clearly been doing this for a while. How hard was it?

You chuckled at his failed attempts. “Billy you’re doing it all wrong, let me show you.” You sat down on the floor in front of him, brushing his hair out of his face gently. You grab his chin, turning his face towards your hands. You took the ribbon from him and tied it quickly and effortlessly. You placed on your head and giggled. His jaw dropped at your ease and flawless tying skills. “How did you do that so fast?” “Practice, Bill, practice.” You smirked. “I’ll show you again. It’s easier when you’re tying it around something. I used to practice on people’s hair.”

“Well you’re not putting that thing in my hair.” He pulled his face back, twisting it in mock disgust. 

You let out a giggle, knowing he wasn’t really joking. You pondered for a minute until a thought struck you. “Here, put your wrists out in front of you.” You requested.

Bill’s eyebrows raise and he cocks his head to the side. “Both of them?” He asks, his voice laced with confusion.

“Yes, Bill. Both of them.” Bill complied. You quickly untied the ribbon and wrapped it around his bare, pale wrists. Step by step, you tied the ribbon around until it was in a perfect bow. “Did that make more sense?” You asked. 

“Uh, yeah, I think so…” Bill said, his mind clearly wandering. He shifted his gaze down at his wrists, at the beautiful piece of lacey, pink, ribbon tied tightly around his wrists. He got lost in his thoughts. His dirty mind taking over as memories of you handcuffing him, tying him up, came back. He missed your touch. It had been what felt like ages, years even, and this was already enough to drive him crazy. Oh how the poor boy wished you would just have your way with him right then and there. Take advantage of his restrained hands and ride him till he couldn’t cum anymore. “Are you focusing, darling?”

Bill snapped back into reality, being torn from his thoughts. “Oh, sorry, I was just… thinking.” He responds, his voice barely above a mumble.

“About?” You prompt, knowing your plan was already working.

“Not much.” At this point, you could practically see his thoughts. Bill’s face got red with embarrassment “This bow is certainly cute..” He continued, clearly trying to change the subject.

“It’s very cute! And it looks adorable tied perfectly around your wrists, doesn’t it, Bill?”

He swallowed nervously, realising you were just trying to tease him, get him flustered. “Mhm..”

You shifted closer to him, crawling into his lap and meeting his gaze. The red tint spread across his face got darker as he avoided eye contact with you. “Why are you so flustered, Bill? I haven’t done anything. We haven’t done anything.”

“Y/N…” He breathed out shakily.

“Tell me what you’re thinking about.” 

“You. I’m thinking about you.”

“Well duh, silly! What about me?” You knew. You knew him all too well. All his kinks, turn ons, every dirty thought he could have, you knew it like the back of your hand. But nothing felt better than hearing him admit to what that foul little mind of his was imagining. 

Bill bit his lip, finally speaking up. “Thinking about you on top of me… and this stupid bow restraining me…” He finally admitted.

You gave him a warm smile. “Oh? You pervert!” 

“Don’t give me that. You knew what you were doing.”

You shrugged it off as you placed your hands on his chest, pushing him down onto his back. You straddled his thighs, leaning over to pin his bound wrists above his head, moving your other hand down his stomach. “Do you want me, liebe?”

Bill’s head leaned back onto the hard floor. He tried looking at you, but your playful smirk and the sight of you on top of him was enough to make him cum on the spot. “Yes, fuck, I want you…”

You shifted your position, grinding ever so slightly against his clothed dick, feeling yourself get wetter by the second. Bill watched as your skirt rode up your thighs, exposing your soft skin perfectly. He wanted to grip some part of you so badly, your waist, your ass, anything. But of course, he was at your complete mercy. Even though it wouldn’t have been as hard to get out of the restraints of a simple piece of ribbon, he found himself not even wanting to. “Y/N, bitte…”

“God, you’re so hard and I’ve barely touched you yet. You missed my touch didn’t you, slut? Missed my touch, huh?”

He gave a shaky nod, whimpering out a faint “mhm”. He arched his back into your hand as you trailed it up under his shirt, placing it on his chest once again. “Stop teasing, please…”

“Be patient baby, if you really want it you’ll wait like the good boy you are.” 

Bill nodded once more as you removed your soft hands from his chest and carefully slipped your pink, lace panties off from under your skirt. You quickly unfastened his belt, pulling his jeans down along with his boxers. His tip was red and leaking with precum, just begging to be touched. And you could see it in Bill’s pained expression that he needed this more than anything in the world. You slid your shirt off over your head, revealing the cutest bra Bill had ever seen that turned him on to no end. He stared at your chest for a moment, taking all of you in. You gripped the base of his dick, positioning him right between your thighs, his eyes meeting yours suddenly. A loud exhale escaped followed by the feeling of Bill tensing up underneath you as you sunk down onto him. You try to conceal your whines from the stinging pain of his size as he bottoms out, but you’ll never be able to fully adjust to him.

Bill moaned as if it was his first time getting fucked by a girl, his back arched and his head thrown back. Just as he was starting to relax into it, you lifted off him and immediately slammed your hips back down. “Fuck Y/N b-be gentle…” He whimpered. 

“Shhh, Bill. It’ll feel so good soon, don’t worry.” You purred, starting to build a slow but rough rhythm. His hands strained against the ribbon that bound him, a pained groan escaping his lips. He just wanted to touch you again after so long of you not doing the same. “My poor baby doesn’t wanna be tied up anymore, does he?”

“N-no…”

“Well too bad.” You continued to ride him, laughing at his attempts to bring his hands up to touch you. Bill begs you to go faster on him, he can’t get enough of how you feel around him, your cunt clenched around his dick, fucking him dumb. “You’ve been begging for my attention all week. Now you have it. So you’re gonna take what I give you. Is that understood?”

“Ja, schatz…”

“That’s my good boy.” You softly praise. You admire the moaning, whining mess below you. Sweat forming on his forehead, his messy hair falling in front of his flushed face. He was so pretty. “You’re so pretty like this Bill- fuck…” You let out a moan louder than you anticipated as you push him as deep inside you as you can. The sound of skin meeting skin and breathless whimpers fill the room. “So pretty tied up like this for me..” “Baby I’m s-so close…” Bill pleaded. “Please, let me touch you…”

You pitied him. He was so desperate to hold onto you, to dig his painted nails into something while he came inside you. The poor thing.

You leaned down over him, pressing your chest against his. Without stopping your movements nor slowing them down, you carefully untied the ribbon around his wrists. “That better?” You asked, smiling innocently at him. Bill’s hands immediately flew to your waist, holding you tightly and almost forcing you down onto him. His nails scratched your soft skin harshly. You winced in pain slightly, but soon that pain turned to mind numbing pleasure. You felt his dick twitch inside you, signaling his release. “You wanna cum for me?” You cooed, prompting him to do so.

Another quick nod was all Bill was able to give in response. Though he wasn’t saying anything, only letting out high pitched moans, you were able to tell he was begging internally. Begging to let him cum inside you, to feel you cum on his dick.

“Go on, Bill.” You permitted him. He threw his head back in pleasure, nearly drawing blood with how deep his nails were dug into you. He whined out your name, dragging it through his orgasm as he came hard inside you, filling you up. “F-fuck, Bill…” You kept your rhythm, your body craving its release like a drug. Bill tensed up under you again, his limp dick feeling all too sensitive. “Y/N…” He moaned out. You couldn’t help but replay that in your head. The way he moaned your name made you feel so powerful on top of him. 

“God I’m right there...” You whispered. You brushed Bill’s hands off your waist, intertwining your fingers with his.  “Bill, mmh fuck!” Pleasure surged through you as his tip hit your g-spot. Your thighs tensed up as you came around him, a mix of you and Bill’s cum dripping down from your pussy. You finally come to a halt in your movements, taking in the sight of the pretty boy panting your name out from under you. 

“That was so…” He finally spoke out. “Oh my god.”

You let out a laugh, not even able to find the words yourself. You slowly pull off his dick, leaning down to kiss his forehead. “You did so well, darling. Took me so well.” You could see Bill was fucked out and exhausted, you almost felt sorry for him. He wouldn’t have been this tired if it weren’t for the fact that you’d practically neglected him this week. That attention whore wasn’t used to not being taken care of, so you figured you could make it up to him even more. “Cmon, Bill, I’ll run you a bath.” You whispered warmly. 

—

After a few minutes, you called out to Bill. He got up, stumbled, and made his way to the bathroom. You had lit some candles of his favourite scents and turned the lights off. A perfect way to take care of him afterwards.

Bill rid of the rest of his clothes and slowly sat down in the bathtub, feeling the hot water wash over him. You did the same, sitting behind him and wrapping your arms around his slim waist. “You look relaxed already.”

“I am.” He responded sleepily.

You spent the rest of the night praising him softly, whispering sweet nothings to him. Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep with his head tilted back, resting on your shoulder.

“Sleep well, my beautiful boy.” You whispered as you rested your head upon his. 

yikes..

sorry i didnt know how to incoperate the cutecore thing into it enough ell oh ell!!