Who Says Three is a Crowd? (Under Construction)

Interrogation

It had been a few days since the fight. Billy was healing nicely but you were pretty sure that one cut was gonna leave a scar. "Makes you even hotter babe," you said as he looked at himself in the mirror. "It's bullshit, is what it is." he said, his voice loud. "You were wasted, it wasn't your fault." you tried to calm him down.

"I fucking know that y/n, doesn't change the fact that I got my ass kicked in front of everyone and had to be saved by that freak, Munson." he said grumpily. "He didn't have to help you, you know? You could show a little gratitude." you blurted without thinking.

Billy looked you, his eyes squinting. "You know, ever since you bought weed from the guy you've been acting weird." he said in an accusatory tone. "That's not true Billy. I was just saying, it was nice, what he did." you said calmly, hoping to diffuse the situation. "Hmmm." he said his lips pressed tightly together.

"You left me at the party. Where did you go?" he got closer to you. "You mean when you were making out with some random girl?" you hit back deflecting his question. It didn't work. "Yeah, where were you?" he continued to interrogate you. "I was in the bathroom crying because my boyfriend was being a complete dick!" your voice was shaky. He could sense that you were nervous.

"So this Munson guy just happened to be there to save my ass, for no reason. Why would he do that?" he questioned. "I don't know Billy, maybe he's just a decent human being." you responded irritated. "And you brought him up again the other day, about the pain pills. Are you guys best friends now?" he raised his eyebrows.

"Jesus, Billy he's a drug dealer. It's pretty normal to think that he might have some, I don't know, drugs." you snapped. "I don't know y/n, something seems off with you lately." he said slowly. "Billy, you're acting crazy. I have no idea what you're talking about." you said, feeling the guilt eating you up inside. "I just want to make it clear to you," he said leaning so his face was right in front of yours, "you're mine. And if you ever cheat on me, I will kill the motherfucker."

SMUT ⚠️:
You did not have a good poker face and Billy knew you well. You had to do something to distract him. You grabbed him by his neck and pulled him in for a deep kiss. You dropped to your knees in front of him looking up at him innocently.

"I'm yours," you said, slowly unbuttoning his jeans. "Only yours." you whispered. You pulled his boxers down and his cock sprung to life. You licked him from bottom to top. He groaned, his hands coming to your hair immediately. He began to push your head roughly, his cock went deep into your throat, making you gag. He didn't let up. He was fucking your face, hard. Your eyes started to water as you continued to deep throat him. "Fuck, y/n!" he moaned. He was close.

You grabbed his ass tightly and let him do the work for you as he continued to pound your throat. "Are you my little slut?" he growled. You nodded unable to speak. You moaned onto his cock and you felt his cum release. It tickled the back of your throat. You wiped his cum off of your lips and stood up.

He kissed your cheek. "I'm going to shower," he said walking away. You sat on the edge of your bed with your head in your hands. This could get messy, you couldn't see Eddie again. A tear rolled down your cheek and you quickly wiped it away. What the fuck am I gonna do?