gym class - billie eilish

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cw: mentions of self-harm and blood.

"i wanna talk to you about us. what are we?" i asked billie. "i am way too high for this rn.." she said. "i know, that's why i asked you" i said and smiled. she sighed and said "friends with benefits i guess?". "okay" i said. i felt my heart slightly breaking inside. i want us to be together, but i don't wanna scare billie away or anything. "another thing i wanna talk to you about is age regression" i said.

billie wrapped her hand around my mouth and whispered "not out loud". she gave me her phone and opened the notes app. i saw a note called "goodbye." and that scared me. but i didn't say anything. it was locked anyway. i opened a new note and wrote "do you have like.. any triggers for it?" and handed billie the phone. she gave me it back and it said "yeah, talking about negative emotions or my mental health.. my attempts. stuff like that.".

"ohh that explains a lot" i wrote down and handed her back the phone. she deleted the note and put her phone back in her pocket. billie grabbed my hips and instinctively i started grinding on her. i didn't notice until she started moaning softly in my ear. i grinded faster and suddenly she moaned "i'm cumming" and started panting in my ear. i felt her dick twitch under me and her pants getting damp.

"shit.." she moaned and laughed. i got up and billie got up too. she pulled down her pants and there was a huge cum stain on her boxers, where her dick is. not gonna lie. it was hot as fuck and i felt my pussy drip into my underwear. not only that, but her dick was still hard. she took off her boxers and sat back down, naked on her bottom half. her dick was standing proudly. she told me to sit back down so i did.

i couldn't resist her anymore. my pussy wanted it so bad. it wasn't a want anymore. it became a need. i stood back up and pulled my pants and my soaked underwear down. she looked at my underwear and gasped "fuck.. for me?". i nodded. i sat back down and started humping her thigh. my clit rubbed against her thigh until suddenly, billie groaned in pain. i immediately stopped and asked her what was wrong. she put her hand on her thigh and sighed in pain. her dick softened quickly, and i could tell she wasn't in the mood anymore. i got up and pulled my pants and underwear up.

she picked her hand up and there was blood on it. i looked down and i saw cuts on her thigh. how didn't i notice they were there?. i looked back up to billie's eyes and she just pulled another joint out of her pocket. "billie no." i told her sternly. "you're just my friend-with-benefits. shut up." billie said harshly and then grabbed some toilet paper to clean the blood off her thigh.

"billie, i understand you're upset right now, but don't take it out on me." i said and sighed. "just shut up bro. get out of my stall and shut up." she said and lit her joint. so i did. i got out and went into another stall, and started crying. she didn't mean what she said, did she?

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a/n: edited grammar mistakes.