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Lonely Night

Billy Hargrove x M!Reader

Inspired by A Lonely Night - The Weeknd

Additional Informations: Cisgender M!Reader, Billy!sub/Reader!dom, sad end, smut, 2319 words

This was originally written in portuguese and translated into english via google translator, so if there are any mistakes, I'm apologize.

And for women, girly-minded and minors: THIS IS NOT FOR YOU!

The light wind blew against the wooden windows, making the curtains flutter slightly as the cold draft entered the dark room. The local temperature didn't help at that moment, it was 10°F and each breath of air that passed through his muscular body made Billy shiver and let out small squeaks.

You took the mirror and put it in front of Billy, that mirror he always admired himself. That same mirror he always showed his own body with or without clothes, that same mirror he fucked himself in every time he had the opportunity to make him look at himself while being taken over by his own cum.

His need was palpable just by looking at the lack of attention you provided, but it still seemed that he could come just by looking at your superior figure who watched him with feline eyes, but that would not be possible, since he had a cock ring hugging his phallus.

— Look at yourself, it almost makes me feel sorry for you. — you chuckled softly as you appeared behind him, initiating a calm massage into his tense shoulders. — Away from home, you do all that tough-guy theatrics; but when in four walls, you becomes a bitch. — as you sat on the bed, behind him, he grunts, not wanting to admit that fact. — When you invite me for this, honestly I was so fucking surprised.

— Oh, come on, don't be such a hypocrite. — he said in mockery, crawling on all fours to you feet. — You love that bitch. — he smirked, that stupid smirk you both hated and loved. — It seems that you're the one who gives the theatrics, who talks and talks but doesn't do anything.

— Well, I don't know...

You said it softly, but after an expected silence settled in the place you soon went up him, surprising him. You knew what he was up to, wanting to test your patience by saying degrading things just to get what he wanted, and that's exactly what you would do.

— Don't tease me, you spoiled little piece of shit, unless you don't want my dick up your ass. - you held his jaw tightly, squeezing his dick with your own hip, making him squirm and roll his eyes.

— And if I don't, what are you going to do? Are you going to punish me by not letting me come until you tell me to? — he says sarcastically. — Sooooo cliché, handsome, get better. — he laughs weakly, biting his lips at the lustful look you had, the plan was working, but you knew he would more than love it if the punish was really that.

— No, blond. I'll do worse, that's for sure.

Suddenly Billy's body was pulled hard and slammed against yours. All he could think about was you in front of him and his lips glued to yours, in a desperate kiss of so much waiting. You held his hands, placing them against the floor and holding them tightly, at that point he was already returning the kiss with strong intensity and need. Lips descending, he let out a groan as he felt you kiss the side of his neck, nibbling and lightly sucking the exposed skin.

— I've been waiting for this for so long. - he murmured, the heat of his body rising so quickly, sending you into bliss. He bit back a groan as he felt him press against you, his cock slowly growing bigger and bigger.

— I want to hear you, Hargrove. - you gasped when you felt him rubbing against you. Your lips found their way back to the side of his neck, sucking and biting the skin hard; painting it with hickeys. Your hands roamed Billy's body as moans continued to escape his lips. One of your hands roamed his body, pressing against his cock, and he gasped loudly, eyes opening to meet yours. — And I want to see you dripping for me. - your fingers slowly left him and crept to his thick thighs and placed him ankles on top of his broad shoulders. You licked two of your fingers and drew circles on his throbbing anus, making him give the best possible reaction with a screeching cry.

— Damn, so good, so needy. - you murmured, the other hand caressing your cheek. His words made your mind go blank. Was this really happening now? Billy would finally be yours.

His lips crushed against yours, desperate to taste you, you kissed him back, your hands sneaking into his hair, tugging lightly. He groaned into him mouth at the action, feeling like he was about to explode any second. He nibbled on your bottom lip, his tongue immediately darting in to explore your mouth as he opened for you. You broke away from the kiss when his hand made your ass completely wet, just as you warned. He whimpered, rocking his hips, wanting more and missing your touches already. You laughed, looking at his face full of desperation to be touched. You brought your hand to him face, spreading your fingers.

— Open your mouth, blonde. - you said, with a small smile on face. He hesitated, looking into your eyes. — Be a good boy to me and open up. - you ordered and slowly he opened his mouth, allowing you to stick your fingers inside. His mouth closed around your fingers, his tongue dancing around them, Billy moaned against your fingers as he tasted your saliva. Billy felt like he was on fire, seeing you like that above him completely dominant made him feel like he was in his own dream, was this real? Billy waited so long, staying with other people to get over you, but in the end he never had the courage to give up, it would be you and only you. And then it happened. Now you're there, on top of him, while he's desperate to feel your touches, him, all of him.

— Sir... — he managed to whisper your name, whimpering weakly. Waiting for you to do something instead of just looking at him.

Something in you snapped, hearing him whimper your name made your head spin. You lips found their way back to him, fingers going back to him asshole. He gasped at the sudden action, his back arching with the sensation.

— Let's see how long you can last, blondie. — said, lips moving on him neck. His chapped lips trembled, not just from the cold but pleasure. Anxiety seemed to kill Billy inside, and with each sudden movement he made him more nervous. A ragged breath hitched in him throat as saliva trickled down him chin, joining the sweat that slithered across him body that made him skin gleam in the low light. His glans oozed pre-cum and his hot phallus was extremely swollen from the ring, it looked like it was going to explode at any moment.

Your mouth found its way to his chest, taking one into him mouth, sucking and biting his nipple as your hand tended to the other; pinching and squeezing him. Your other hand found its way back to him anus, pushing two of the fingers inside without warning. He was completely lost in yearning and moaning beneath you, his mind once more confused. He couldn't think straight, his back arched and his body kept squirming. The sensation was overwhelming, he felt your fingers stretching his asshole; curling up inside it. The way you were touching Billy, like you knew exactly what to do to get him submerged, like you knew his body like the back of your hand.

You pushed a third finger inside, tears of pleasure welling up in your blue eyes. The blonde let out a sob as the pleasure became almost unbearable. Tears fell from him blue eyes; and he felt his legs begin to shake as his fingers continued to slide in and out of him. You lifted your head from his chest, looking at him intently, but your fingers never dared to stop.

— Are you feeling all right, blonde? — you asked, your other hand moving to caress him cheek. He nodded yes, unable to form a proper sentence. You clicked your tongue against the roof of your mouth, loving the way he whimpered over you. — Use words, Hargrove. — you stopped completely, your fingers slipping of him ass.

— Yes, sir... — he managed to exhale, wanting you to touch him again. — Keep going, please. — your fingers slowly pushing inside him again.

— You're so good to me, it's right before my eyes, completely overshadowing me. — you continue, chuckling weakly at his sincerity, your free hand running through his curly hair, your lips move to the side of him neck again, planting soft kisses over the hickeys you left earlier.

— Let me hear you. — you ordered between kisses, making sure you was stretching him enough. — Say, stupid blonde.

— Holy fuck, sir! Please keep going. — he whimpered and that was enough to make you completely lose your mind. The groan he let out was enough to nearly push him over the edge. Your fingers slipped out of him, moving to pull your pants down enough to let your hardening cock pop out, making Billy bite his lips involuntarily when he saw your volume.

— Where are the condoms? — with the breath panting and the mind almost without sense, he pointed to one of the drawers, allowing you to do everything. From grabbing the package to stripping off your clothes without a second thought, putting the condom over your completely hard cock, you thrust into him, shocking him enough that a scream escaped his throat, still stunned. You stopped moving as soon as you were fully inside him, your head falling into the crook of his neck, breathing in his strong essence of expensive perfume. Tears streamed down his face from the apologetic shock and the amount of pleasure he was feeling. You whispered sweet nothings in his ear, doing your best to stop yourself from fucking him madly now, forgetting that it's probably been a while since you did it. His arms around your neck, getting used to you inside him.

It didn't take long to you slowly accelerating the thrusts, the lips moving up the side of him neck, once again sucking and biting the already sensitive skin. One of your hands moved to hold him throat loosely. Pleasure made you feel like you were about to slip away, he was a pitiful mess beneath you, eyes rolling again and again. The groans that escaped his mouth made Billy's head explode with desire. The feel of him squeezing you almost drove you crazy, the beautiful whimpers only making you more precarious. Your lips left him neck to find his, knowing he wouldn't last much longer. You could feel yourself getting closer, legs shaking as broken moans were with you. Billy wrapped his legs around your waist, making you press even deeper and faster against him. The cock ring torturing the blonde's cock prevented him from releasing his sperm

— Sir... - was all he managed to say between passionate kisses

— Sshh, it's okay, I'm here. — he gasped in surprise at that sentence. That was it! That's what Billy wanted to hear all the time. You reassured him, knowing that you were reaching your high point too. You let out a loud moan as your orgasm surged through you, the thrusts getting sloppier, losing rhythm. You kept pushing on him, and to help him finish off, you took the ring off with some difficulty and threw it away, making him mentally thank you and sigh aloud with the prominent release, splattering all of your cum onto his own abdomen and feeling your cum hot inside him on the condom.

And coming completely right there, still penetrating him so deep and desperate, you planted one last sweet kiss on his lips before you rolled off him, breathing hard, falling to him side. After some time, trying to catch your breath, you got up, taking off the condom and rolling it up and throwing it in the small garbage nearby. Billy closed his eyes, completely fulfilled, but when he noticed you picking up his clothes, he immediately became nervous.

— Hey, what are you doing? — he asks, getting up quickly.

— Your sister will be home in a little while and I need to work later. — you scoffed, hunting for your clothes.

— But can't you stay just a little longer? — he was almost desperate. — There's pizza in the fridge, don't you want a piece before you go?

— Billy, no.

— But why are you leaving? — he tried to insist, and that only made you angrier. You snorted impatiently as you adjusted your belt buckle.

— Why would you wanna bring somethin' between us? — you turned to him, and that single question made him shut up completely and lower his head, almost tearing up, but he didn't want to appear vulnerable in front of you, even if a few minutes ago you two were fucking. Upon seeing his heavy expression, you sighed and approached him. — Look, It was the only time and if I led you on then I apologize. But there's nothing between us, we barely know each other, Billy. - he tolerated the look and you understood, but however you felt sorry for him, it was necessary. — I loved our night, but... — he cut you off, before he could cry any more.

— Okay, whatever, I don't care. Get the fuck out of my room now. — he sniffed and tried not to look like he was teary-eyed. Somehow, even though this is in your plans, you feel bad for him. You sighed heavily and lightly, walking out the door, feeling Billy's eyes piercing your broad back. And you left without saying anything else, not even a goodbye. And after Billy was one hundred percent sure you were gone, the tears of sadness fell from his reddened cheeks, looking at themselves in their own bedroom mirror, feeling like crap and all lonely.