Edge of History (Billie Pierce x Orignal fem character)

Part 15

A/N: Sorry for the absolutely long wait. This isn't the longest part, but it's kinda cute. I'm going to try to post more often, but that is definitely not a promise.

"Billie, please!" I whine, softly tugging on her hair as her head bobs in between my legs. "I can't take anymore of this. We've been going at this for hours!" I pant. She lifts her head. Her lips, nose, and cheeks are covered in my cum. My clit aches from all of the attention. "All right, darling, I'll stop." Billie says, giving my clit one last kiss. I squirm in painful pleasure. "Billie!" I cry out, "Stop!" She chuckles, coming up next to me to give me a kiss. In the dim light I can see her face glistening evidence of how we've been passing the time. 

"Well if you won't let me eat you out what do you want to do?" She asks. "Billie, you're shameless." I tease, nudging her shoulder. "And that's exactly how I like it. I never want to change." She states. "Well I don't want you to." I agree. I settle into bed, making myself comfortable on the pillows. "Can we just talk?" I ask, looking over at Billie. "Sure, darling. Anything in particular?" She replies. I grab her hand, giving it a squeeze. "I just want to make sure that you are doing okay. With everything going on with Sebastian and the treasure, I know you must be experiencing a lot of stress." When I finish talking, I bring her hand up to my lips and kiss it. She takes a deep breath. "I know I should be mad at him." She begins. "He lied to me for years! I mourned for a brother when he has been alive the whole time. And yet I'm not mad at him. I'm mad at myself when I look at him, only seeing the little boy he was in our childhood. I see him and all I want to do is protect him. Since finding him I've tried to keep my distance because I know if I just let myself I'll completely forgive him." As she speaks, I see tears build up in her eyes. When she blinks they begin to travel down her cheeks. "Oh, my love." I say, wrapping my arms around her. She hides her face in my neck as she cries. We lay there intertwined for some time. My heart breaks for Billie, watching her go through this. I vow to myself that I will do anything for Billie if she asks. Billie shakes and sniffles against me, and I pull her even tighter. My hand rubs her back as the other is against her neck, massaging the tense muscles slowly. 

After a while I kiss her head and ask, "Would it be so bad to forgive him?" I feel her pull away to look at me. "What? How could you ask that? Of course it would be!" "What I mean is, he truly thought he was saving your life by being there. He believed that Salazar would go after you if he got out. Maybe he was right." I explain. "Still," Billie says. "He broke up what little family we had left. He didn't even say goodbye." I tuck some hair behind her ear. "I know, my love. He hurt you and I fully understand if you don't ever want to forgive him. If you don't want to see him after we find the treasure I'll support you. But, I just wanted to make sure you know all of your possibilities. You now have your greatest wish. Your brother is basically back from the dead. Not many people get a second chance like this." I explain. She nods, "I'll think about it. Thank you for being here and for caring about me." I kiss her, "Of course. I love you." "I love you, too." She whispers. 

We drift off to sleep in the early hours of the morning. 

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Sun streams in through the window, illuminating Billie's golden hair. I admire her as I fully wake. "Fuck..." I groan, my head throbbing from the many drinks I had last night. "Good morning, beautiful." Billie says in her husky morning voice. "Good morning." I respond. Billie sits up, rubbing her eyes. "Do you have any aspirin?" She asks, turning to look down at me. "Yeah, the in the drawer next to the sink." Billie walks to the bathroom, her hair sticking up in a few places. It's cute and endearing to see her without the perfect styled hair all the time. "You better bring the bottle with you." I call out, my head pounding. Billie emerges from the bathroom with the pill bottle and a glass of water. She hands me the water as I sit up. Unscrewing the cap she hands me two aspirin and I take them as fast as I can. She does the same after I hand her the water.