Cranberry Vodka (Billie Eilish)

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"Yo, chill, what are you doing?" Billie said as soon as I closed the door

"What AM I doing? What are YOU doing? You're the one trying to keep me away from Kacper by trying to make me jealous" I said angrily.

"What?" She acted confused. "I'm not doing that,"

"Oh please," I said cynically. "The way you were licking his nipples while looking at me the entire time."

"Wait" Billie realized amused. "I'm making you jealous?"

"What? No! That's not what I've said. I have a boyfriend as you know and apparently you have one too now, so much about your no kissing rule by the way," I said but it came across more mocking than I intended.

"Why? Would that bother you?" She smiled and took a step forward, as I was looking at her angrily.

"No, I just want you to stop with your little games, you promised me to give him a chance."

"So then why are you so angry at me that I did right now?" She questioned, as she took another step forward, stopping incredibly close in front of me. "Does something about that bother you?"

"N-no," I stumbled. "I'm happy for you,"

I could feel her breath now that clearly smelled like alcohol and took a quarter of a step backwards. My back was now pressed against the door, but I needed more space, she was still way too close, and I couldn't think straight with all the alcohol in my system.

"Take off your top," Billie commanded, her eyes still not leaving mine as she took off hers.

"Excuse me?" I asked in disbelieve, trying hard not to look down but failing miserably. She still had a tang top underneath her Shirt, but I was still able to see her boobs. God bless, they were huge, I had no idea. Why did she never show them off?

"We have to change clothes, remember?" she said, and I turned red, embarrassed I thought she meant something else.

"Only if you turn around," I directed, planning to get more space, but she didn't react in any way. I noticed her looking down on my lips, quite obviously, instead.

"Billie, what are you doing?" I stuttered.

"Me? You are the one who's staring at my boobs and still holding on to my hand pumpkin"

"What?" I said, quickly looking down. She was right. I was staring at our locked hands, unsure what to do. Somehow I didn't want to let go. Somehow this felt right.

I looked back up but couldn't resist looking back down again at her boobs. The alcohol made me horny, I guess.

"I can lick your nipples too, if it would make you feel better, you know," she winked  and I almost choked on my own breath. "Maybe it would help you get rid of your jealousy,"

"There's no jealousy, but trust me, you'd beg to lick my nipples," I tensioned confident before I added: "I got them pierced,"

"What?" Billie gulped and now she was the one staring at my boobs

"Eyes are up here, young lady," I laughed and gently lifted her chin back up, but I forgot to breathe for a second, as soon as my eyes hit hers again.

"I kinda do wanna see them now" she said shyly and the butterflies in my stomach went crazy.

"Too bad, because I don't like you like that Billie" I said with a steady low voice.

"Okay, me neither" she whispered with a raspy voice. I followed her lips as she talked and got really nervous when I met her eyes again. Did that count as cheating? I mean a lot of guys are biphobic and like lesbian action, right? She stepped closer again, but I couldn't move back anymore, and I didn't want to.