eilish - carl gallagher

[forty three] let me take care of you

AS THEY CONTINUED TO MAKE OUT IN THEIR UNDERWEAR, Billie flipped them over and ran kissed down Carls neck, making him moan in pleasure.

Suddenly, he flipped her back over.

"Wha-" She said before he covered her mouth.

"Let me take care of you, ok love?" He whispered in a groan into her ear.

He slowly slithered his hand back around her waist, slowly going up her shirt.

Billie took her hands off him and took her shirt off, leaving her in a black lace bralette.

He stared at them for a second, before returning to Billies lips.

He slowly trailed his hand underneath Billie waistband and underneath her underwear.

He begin to trail his middle finger in between her slits, slightly rubbing against her clit.

She let out a soft moan and rolled her head back.

"You okay?" He whispered.

2 more things, Q never did. Reassurance and her pleasure. He only cared about himself.

"Never better." She managed to say.

He placed his lips back on hers and began to slowly slide the tip of his finger inside, causing her to moan, a lot louder this time.

"Sh, don't want anyone to hear us, do we now?" He softly spoke.

That sent an adrenaline rush throughout her entire body. Knowing someone could catch them at any moment made it more exciting.

He begins to circle faster, until she was unable to control herself.

Her kissed became weaker, moans became louder.

He loved the fact she wasn't able to kiss anymore. Made him feel like he was doing a good job.

He eventually pushed his middle finger inside, causing an awfully loud moan of pain and pleasure from Billie that filled the room.

She prayed to god no one heard that.

"Risky." He said with a laugh and pushed in again, this time, with two fingers.

Billie covered her mouth with her hand after the euphoria filled her body.

"You okay?" He softly asked.

At this point, Billie couldn't form words, just a soft nod.

"Words love." He spoke again.

"M-mhm-m, y-yep." She blurted out.

Suddenly, the euphoric feeling stopped.

She opened her eyes and saw him pulling off her shorts. Leaving her in her underwear.

"Fuck. You're gorgeous." He muttered under his breath as he examined Billie, whom was still laying on the bed.

She hadn't felt embarrassed or humiliated this whole time. God Carl was everything Q wasn't.

Billie then slowly pulled off her lace underwear, making Carls breath hitch.

"You have no idea what you're doing to me woman." He smiled and kissed her again, returning his hand back where it was.

He began to pick up the pace. Billie gripped onto his back, scratching it as she did so.

"Fuck, keep doing that." He muttered.

And so she did. Kept scratching, careful not to hurt him too much.

He pushed his fingers in and out, and hitting her g-spot.

That send a loud moan from Billie as her mouth covered her hand to mute the moan slightly.

"I'm cl-close." She stuttered.

"Go." He whispered into her ear.

And so she did.

Her back arched, her walls closed, her head flew back, she gripped the sheets as hard as she could until her orgasm ended.

"Fuck..." she muttered as she caught her breath.

He hovered back over her and slowly kissed her.

"Your turn now." She smiled and straddled on top of him.

She slowly pulled his shorts off as she kissed down his chest.

She softly gripped his length underneath his boxers and a groan came from his mouth.

She slowly pulled his boxer down, freeing his 10-inch that hit against his stomach.

He sucked in a breath when Billie took him in the palm of her hand.

She spit on the tip and used his precum to make it easier for her to pump him.

He threw his head back and covered his mouth with his hand in the absolute euphoria he was in.

She used her tongue and circled around his tip, making him groan quite loud.

She began to wrap her lips around his length and start bobbing her head up and down.

"Mmm fuck keep doing that." He muffled as his hand covered his mouth.

He kept his movements while doing his best to keep quiet. He grabbed Billies hair to get more leverage.

"Fucking hell- I'm gonna c-" Before he could finish
he climaxed with one final thrust.

Billie swallowed and stood back up while brushing off her knees and wiping the tears from my face.

"Cmere." He spoke, out of breath.

He pulled Billie up and kissed her softly.

"You got any condoms?" She asked into the kiss.

"Top drawer." He muffled.

She leaned over and grabbed the row of condoms attached to each other. She pulled one off and Carl grabbed it from her. He sat at the edge of the bed, putting the condom on as Billie sat behind him.

She watched him in pure awe. The way his cheekbones glistened in the moonlight. The way the stars reflected off his eyes.

She needed him.

Now.

As he threw the wrapper across the room, Billie grabbed him and he crawled on top. She kissed him intensely and held the side of his cheeks.

As they kissed, he aligned himself with her and slowly pushed in, causing a moan to escape from her mouth. It was quickly stopped by a hungry kiss from Carl.

He managed to slowly unclasp her bra, letting themselves free.

He wanted to look at him but continued to pick up the pace.

Billie was sent into an intoxicating feeling. She couldn't get enough of it. Enough of him.

As he continued, both of them continued to moan in pleasure.

Eventually, her walls began closing, her legs started shaking and her head flew backwards.

He began to moan more, and louder. His body tensed up and he came.

The two lay beside each other on his bed, out of breath and satisfied.

"God..." Billie said, out of breath, hickeys spread throughout her entire neck.

"Wow..." Carl sighed.

They both looked at each other, out of breath and sweaty, but, they'd never looked better, in each other's eyes.

Carl reached his hand and caressed Billie cheek, using his thumb to slightly.

That's when Billies phone buzzed.

She looked over at his nightstand where her phone lay. Carls hand now gone.

She slowly picked up up and saw who it was.

Q.