summary: The need for each other, and the constant need for sex was the only things keeping the toxic, argumentative relationship stable. You can never see a happy ending, just the repeat of the same cycle it's always been.
contains: -smut (strap) -dom!billie
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It felt like she was being hammered into the wall with ever shove of her body. Hands gripped the wall, like it was the only thing keeping her up, the side of her face and her chest was pushed a little further more with each thrust. Billie loved it when she made her girlfriend scream, and she loved it just as much, loved how it made her go harder, deeper, whatever she wanted.
Y/n was half dressed, a baggy shirt was the only thing she had left, the rest of her clothes dotted around the room, from when Billie teared it off her in anger, throwing it aimlessly behind her. The singer however, had everything but her shirt on, her bra being the only thing stopping her tits from smacking on her ribs when she pounded into her girl with the pink coloured strap she wore.
With a quick agreement with herself, Billie grabbed the hair of the girl in front of her, pulling it down slightly to give herself a better grip, as well clutching onto her waist. She didn't stop until Y/n's thighs shook vigorously and her body had gone limp beneath her touch and her cum was splattered along the rubber dildo.
"You've really pissed me off today," growled Billie, taking off the strap, hardly acknowledging Y/n, who now sat helplessly on the side of the bed, trying to ease herself.
She slipped her panties back on, staring up at the blue haired woman, who stared back sharply, but seductively. It had her stomach churning and left her heart aching, she wanted her to look at her lovingly, but the look in her eyes only screamed sex and bitterness.
"I could tell," Y/n mumbled, deciding to not give her the apology she wanted straight away, in the end she shouldn't have to apologise for her girlfriends ignorance and jealousy issues.
"At leased my words speak my actions," Billie hissed, making her way to the bathroom.
Y/n's hands held her own face, a groan escaping her mouth as soon as her girlfriend was out of sight. She wanted to win her love back, but her stubbornness and Billie's ignorance that they've built over the short amount of time was no longer compatible.
