lovely | billie eilish

7 | Good Morning

The kiss deepened as passion ignited between us. Billie's hand gently cupped my cheek, her touch sending tingles down my spine. I responded eagerly, threading my fingers through her hair, pulling her closer. Our bodies pressed together, every sensation heightened by the intimacy of the moment.

For a while, time seemed to stand still as we kissed, exploring each other's mouths with a longing that had been building since we first met. It was intoxicating, the sweetness of desire mixing between us.

We finally pulled away, breathless and exhilarated. Billie looked at me, her eyes reflecting a deep mix of desire and tenderness. "I can't believe this is happening," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

"Me neither," Billie replied, her tone gentle. "But I'm glad it is," she added, a smile playing on her lips.

With a smile, Billie's gaze locked onto mine, the tension between us deepening into something more profound. She leaned in once more, her lips brushing against mine with a tenderness that sent shivers down my spine. This kiss unfolded slowly, each moment deliberate, as if we were savoring the precious intimacy of our newfound connection.

I could feel her hands as they moved to my waist, pulling me closer. I wrapped my arms around her neck, losing myself in the warmth of her embrace. The movie played on in the background, but it was just white noise to the intensity of the moment.

As the hours went by, eventually the exhaustion of the day caught up with us. We curled up together under the covers, our bodies fitting together perfectly. Billie held me close, her fingers tracing soothing patterns on my back as we drifted off to sleep.

As morning light filtered through the curtains, I woke to find Billie wrapped around me, her warmth and steady breathing comforting. I smiled softly, feeling her arms around my waist. I brushed a strand of hair from her face, admiring the peaceful expression on her features.

Billie stirred awake, her eyes fluttering open. She smiled softly at me, "morning," she murmured, her voice husky with sleep.

"Good morning," I greeted softly, a gentle smile gracing my lips as I looked at her.

We lay there for a while, simply enjoying each other's presence. Eventually, Billie gazed at me with a soft smile. "Would you like to stay and have breakfast with me?" she asked, her voice warm and inviting.

I nodded as I stretched and climbed out of bed. "I'll cook," I offered, already feeling hungry.

Before heading to the kitchen, I turned to Billie. "Could I borrow something from your closet to change into?"

Billie smiled warmly. "Of course, feel free to grab whatever you need," she offered graciously.

I changed into a pair of spandex shorts and a t-shirt from her closet, the outfit was really comfortable and I loved wearing her clothes. As I walked into the kitchen, Billie was already there, leaning against the counter with an enticing look and a captivating smile that made my pulse quicken. She looked me up and down with a playful glint in her eyes, then walked over to me.

"Well, hello gorgeous," she said, her voice low and filled with desire. With a confident yet gentle touch, she placed her hands firmly on my hips, pulling me closer to her. "You look absolutely irresistible," she whispered, her breath brushing gently against my skin, igniting a fire within me that I couldn't deny. "You know," she added with a playful smile, "you look better in my clothes than I do. I might have to keep you in them all the time"

"Flattery will get you everywhere," I teased back, a coy smile playing on my lips. Leaning in closer, I added in a soft whisper, "But you're not so bad yourself, you know," letting my own desire mirror hers in that intimate moment.

"So, what's on the menu?" she asked playfully, leaning back on her elbows as she observed me.

"Anything specific you're in the mood for?" I replied.

Billie shrugged casually. "Surprise me. I'm sure it'll be delicious," she said, a grin spreading across her face.

Heading to the kitchen, I set about preparing a delicious breakfast. The kitchen filled with the aroma of pancakes cooking on the griddle and the savory scent of plant-based sausage crisping in the pan.

"Bon appétit!" I said with a smile, setting down a plate filled with vegan pancakes, plant-based sausage, and fresh fruits, in front of Billie.

After taking a bite, Billie's eyes lit up. "Wow, this are amazing," she complimented between mouthfuls. Then, in a playful tone, she added, "Keep cooking like this, and I might have to steal you away for myself!" She gave me a flirtatious wink.

"Thank you," I replied with a teasing grin, my cheeks turning slightly pink. "If you keep complimenting my cooking like that, I might have to consider your offer." I took a seat beside her, and we enjoyed our breakfast together, savoring the delicious meal and each other's company.

As we enjoyed our breakfast together, the morning sunlight streaming through the windows, I found myself drawn to Billie's natural charm and warm presence. Our conversation flowed effortlessly, covering topics from our music to shared life experiences. Whether we were deep in conversation or comfortable silence, there was an undeniable connection between us that seemed to grow stronger with each passing moment. Every now and then, a gentle touch or a fleeting glance would deepen the intimacy between us.

After a moment of comfortable silence, Billie sighed softly. "I should probably take you home now."

I nodded, understanding it was time to leave. Together, we swiftly cleaned the kitchen, dividing the tasks, before Billie grabbed her keys.

The drive to my place was quiet but comfortable. Billie's hand rested on my thigh, gently rubbing up and down in a comforting and intimate gesture as she drove. When we finally arrived, she parked the car and turned to face me. She leaned in, pressing a deep kiss on my lips.

"I'll see you soon," she whispered.

"Definitely," I replied, feeling a rush of anticipation.

As I stepped out of the car, I couldn't help but smile at the memories from this weekend. Watching her drive away, I walked to my door.