imagines | billie eilish

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~ omniscient pov ~
chapter includes: gxg smut, strap

billie and y/n have been all up on each other since dinner, sitting on the couch as they kiss on each other, sensual cuddling, etc.

they weren't planning on actually doing anything tonight, but when y/n heard billie moan in her ear as she kissed down her neck, she knew they'd end up naked within the next 2 hours.

and she was right.

y/n walks billie out of the living room, never breaking their kiss, picking her up by her thighs once they reached the stairs.

billie squeals as y/n rushes up the stairs to get to their bedroom.

y/n lays billie down on the bed easily, pulling away from billie only to lock the door.

they've learned that even if they're home alone, they can only have sex in private areas, because once claudia came unexpected and saw her sister in law getting pounded from behind.

also they fucked in front of their balcony door, and once they were done they saw their neighbors kid out on the balcony looking at them.

they were so embarrassed.

but anyways...

y/n hovers over billie as she watches her slowly unbutton her blouse, looking in her eyes.

she laughs a little, shaking her head. "lord, what are you doing to me?"

billie breathily laughs through her nose, biting her bottom lips through a smile.

"do i—" billie trails off, flipping y/n over and climbing on top of her, leaning next to her ear before finishing her sentence.

"—make you nervous?" she tilts her head, running her almond shaped acrylics across y/n's collarbone.

"no, i'm just obsessed with you."
"oh really?"

as billies unclasps the last button from her blouse, she lets it slip down her arms, showcasing her beautiful off-white lace bra.

like the one she wore in the lost cause mv

it drove y/n insane, that she could see billies rosy pink nipples through the lace.

billie squeezes her own tits through her bra, finally moving to unclasp it. y/n beats her to it, unclasping her bra for her.

it falls down her arms, and y/n goes right for her tits. she gropes them, pulling at her nipples as they begin to kiss.

billie moans in her mouth, grinding herself against y/n's thigh. her clit rubs against the hem of her jeans, making her even wetter.

"oh fuck," she moans.

y/n lays her down, unzipping her jeans and pulling them down.

"i'll be right back, take everything off." she leans down to kiss her before walking into their shared bathroom, where y/n hides the strap.

she straps in on and adjusts it, making sure to grab the lube, just in case billie wants to...go a bit out of the box tonight.