here we are, again | billie eilish

19 | welcome home

"baby, are you ready?" billie asked me as she walked into my apartment in new york.

it's been some time later and tour is over. so, since billie isn't busy at the time, she's been back and forth from LA to NY staying with me while im still modeling with the angels.

but right now we're getting ready to fly to hawaii to celebrate our wedding anniversary. we thought it'd be super sweet to celebrate where we got married, and we definitely wanted to take this chance considering i rarely get breaks/ vacation time during modeling with big deal companies like this.

"yeah babe," i said as i rolled my suitcase out. "ready."

-

we arrived in hawaii, excited for our time with just us two. no work. no managers. just us.

we made it to my home and set our stuff down. i sighed with a smile as i walked around my kitchen. "wow i thought after being here for so long when i was sick, i wouldn't miss it as much."

"i've missed it here too," billie said. "not gonna lie."

"you know what i've missed the most about this place?" i looked at b.

"what?" she asked me.

"the sex we'd have."

billie rose her eyebrows before laughing. "that's not what i was expecting," she said as she leaned back on the counter, texting on her phone.

i laughed too. "but you know exactly why i said that though."

"yeah because i fucked you on the balcony that one time," she chuckled as she ran her fingers through her hair.

"that was a great day," i grinned as i got flashbacks.

"your nasty ass just likes being bent over," she bit her lip.

"true," i shrugged. "you should do it again."

billie paused while still looking down at her phone, then glanced up at me through her eyelashes.

-

"fuck!" i moaned loudly as billie had me bent over the balcony, fucking me.

the balcony is pretty big, might i add. so technically it's really a terrace. but it sounds better to be fucked over a balcony.

"baby," i whimpered.

"mm- mm," she shook her head. "take it."

i gripped the ledge tightly as she went harder and harder.

"b- billie-"

"this what you wanted huh?" she asked, still railing me.

i squeezed my eyes shut as i continued to whimper.

"huh?" she asked again.

"yes baby," i moaned. "yes."

"then fucking take it," she said in a deeper tone. "you hear me?"

"yes baby i do," i moaned.

"good," billie told me. "now be a good girl for me, okay?"

"okay ba-" i moaned.

then she really started pounding my shit deeper and deeper, causing my mouth to fully drop open. at this point, i was making sounds i didn't even know i could.

groaning, moaning, whimpering, screaming, you name it.

"billie!" i screamed.

"i know," she said. "i know."