𝗣𝗲𝘁𝗶𝘁𝗲 & 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 - 𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗞𝗮𝘂𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘇

Heaven

Bill's hand takes mine, guiding me to his room. He chuckles, sitting me on his bed. I sit patiently yet confused, watching him carefully. He digs through his closet, pulling out a box wrapped neatly in my favorite color's wrapping paper with a matching bow. He sets it behind him as he sits down, taking my face into his hands and kissing me passionately. He pulls away, his lips already curled into a smile.

"Before you open it, I just want to say I rushed through that because it was last minute. But I planned to tell you some time tonight, so there's a note in there too." I smile at him as he hands over the box. It's a good sized box, so I'm assuming it has something or multiple good items in it. Bill always knows what to get me, he's such a cutie. I carefully tear a corner, hoping not to rip it too much.

"C'mon! I want to see your reaction!" He protests, jumping up and down on the floor. I try my best to not laugh that much so I don't drop this, tearing a little faster. Bill pouts, crossing his arms and tilting his head away. I roll my eyes, finally getting to the box. Inside lays tons of clothes from the exact same store I mentioned to him. I gasp loudly, he turns back to me. He chuckles, staying in his place.

"I went in the night while you slept here." He admits, smiling shyly. Even through the snow? A minute later, he's digging through his drawers, pulling out a notepad. He waves it at me. "I wrote everything I could remember you wanted down and went back and got it." My jaw drops, while he smiles proudly in the dim lit room. I feel my heart burst with joy, as if Bill wasn't already a keeper, he is now!

"Bill!" I exclaim, standing up to him. He sets the notepad down on his dresser, engulfing me in his arms. A small kiss can be felt on my head as he squeezes me. He sways with me, giggling quietly to himself. When he pulls away, a moment of silence is left between us. He admires me, clearly mesmerized.

I find my face beginning to grow a little warm as his eyes track me. He smirks, pecking my lips carefully. He pulls away, but I go back, kissing him harshly. I want to show him how much I need him, just this once. Bill smiles against my lips, pushing his hand on my ass. I lean myself completely against his body, feeling his hard on through his pants.

A grin finds my own lips as I keep them on his, earning a little noise from Bill. He pulls away, low eyed and looking desperate. His look turns seductive as he gropes my rear lightly. "Please Evelyn, just this once." Hearing these words makes me feel powerful, so I'll toy with him a bit, see how he reacts. His face turns a little bit more desperate than dominate, making me laugh a little.

"What is it you need, pretty boy? Hm?" He lets a huff of irritance out, a soft yet announcing breath. "P-Please suck me off, just once?" Just hearing those words pile from his lips is turning me on highly, how can I turn such a thing down? "Of course, good boy. So brave." I whisper, running my hands on his neck. His eyes flash wide, his cheeks turn pink under the moonlight. I giggle, going back to kissing him.

Our direction turns around, now his back to the bed. He grips my body, holding me close and hard against him. We stay in place as he grinds against me, gaining some friction. He lets out a little moan, loosening his grip slightly. He pulls away, swiping the clothes to the right side of the bed.

He sits down on it, scooting back against the wall. I'm excited this is finally happening. Ever since I got hormonal at 13, I've been dying for something like this to fall into place. I had it a couple times but it was so painful and displeasing I just gave up and went home, but this time, I know it will be better. He pulls me up onto his lap, kissing me again. I sit down on top of his member, over exciting myself instantly.

!!!! SMUT !!!!

I watch as the feeling overwhelms him, tilting my head and smiling a little. Bill leans his head back, breathing picking up. I see his chest rise and fall at a medium fast pace, enjoying the gorgeous sight infront of me. His hands slowly slide up my body and stay at my hips, holding them tight.