The Eltingville Club Stories AU!s - +18!TW 💦 (lemons, one shots, etc) ENG/ESP

Why Don't You | Bill x reader (+15/17 𝗘𝗡𝗚)

🎀/ Better POV: She/her Pronoun's !! - 📖 half-Comic based personality - MODIFIED CHARACTER!delicate personality

Bill holds you firmly, one hand at the base of your neck as his lips continue exploring yours. The atmosphere between you has grown denser, charged with desire and a deep connection neither of you had experienced before. Bill is letting go of his barriers, allowing his desire for you to guide him, while you feel the moment becoming more intimate and full of passion.

Bill Dickey: (With his lips barely separated from yours, his breathing grows heavier, his eyes burning with a mix of desire and vulnerability) You have no idea how much I've been holding this back... what I feel when I'm near you.

(His hand on your neck tightens gently, not with force, but with a need to feel you closer, more his. The pressure is delicate but firm, as if he wants to remind you that you're here, that this is real.)

Y/N: (Breathing heavily, feeling the heat of his hand on your skin, you whisper softly) Then don't hold back anymore... let this be real.

Bill Dickey: (With a dark smile, his voice low and full of desire) Real? I don't even know how to make it real... but if you're going to be my guide, I can try.

Suddenly, the kiss becomes more urgent, deeper. Bill pulls you towards him, his lips capturing yours with an intensity that leaves you breathless. His hand on your neck slowly travels down your back, as if he wants to memorize every inch of you, making sure each movement makes you feel closer to him.

(His fingers tangle in your hair as he tilts your head back, exposing your neck. His lips leave yours to glide down your jawline, leaving a trail of burning kisses that make you shiver. He reaches the base of your neck and his mouth rests there, kissing you with a softness that contrasts with the firmness of his grip. Each kiss feels like a promise, a reminder that he wants you more than he's ever admitted.)

Y/N: (Whispering softly, your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling slightly to draw him closer) Bill... this feels so... so good.

Bill Dickey: (With a smile you can feel against your skin, his words a rough whisper) You have no idea. I could lose myself in you, and I wouldn't even care.

(His free hand slides down your back, pressing you against him until there is no space left between your bodies. His heat, his strength, everything about him envelops you, making you feel like this is the only place you want to be. When he returns to your lips, the kiss is slow, deep, filled with everything he has been holding back for this moment.)

Minutes pass, but time seems to stand still as Bill explores every corner of your mouth with his. His hands never stop moving, roaming your body with a mix of need and tenderness, as if he wants to make sure every touch, every caress is etched in your memory.

Bill Dickey: (Pulling away slightly, his eyes locked on yours, filled with something new, something that seems more than mere desire) This... isn't just a fleeting thing for me. You know that, right?

Y/N: (Looking into his eyes, gently caressing his cheek, feeling the intensity of the moment) I know, Bill. This is more than that... so much more.

Bill Dickey: (Smiling, softer this time, as if relieved that you understand) Good... because I don't plan on letting this fade away. Not now.

(With those words, he kisses you again, but this time, there's something more than desire in his touch. There's a promise, a commitment that goes beyond the physical. Bill, always so sarcastic and competitive, has surrendered to something bigger, something deeper, and it's clear that he has no intention of backing down.)

The tension between you has reached a point of no return. The kisses have grown more intense, the touches bolder, and both of you are ready to take this moment to a deeper, more intimate level. The room is charged with desire, and it's clear that neither of you wants to stop now.

Bill Dickey: (Whispering against your lips, his voice rough and laden with desire) You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this... having you like this, so close. And now that I have you, I'm not letting you go.

(His words are a mix of promise and warning, his hands already exploring your body with a confidence that shows how much he has longed for this moment. His touch is fiery but also calculated, as if he wants to savor every second of what's to come.)
Slowly, his hands begin to unfasten your clothes, his fingers skillful and determined, but there is no rush in his movements. He wants to take his time, exploring every part of you as the desire in his eyes intensifies. As the fabric falls away, his lips follow the trail of his touch, leaving a path of burning kisses on your exposed skin.

Y/N: (Breathing erratically, feeling how each touch and kiss from Bill sends a jolt of electricity through your body, your hands finding their way under his shirt, desperately seeking to feel his skin under your fingers) Bill... I can't wait any longer.

Bill Dickey: (With a dark, almost dangerous smile, his eyes burning with an intensity that makes you shiver) Patience, darling. I want to enjoy every second... every part of you.

His words, though calm, carry a promise of what's to come. He gently tilts you back, his body covering yours as his mouth continues to explore your skin, moving slowly, each kiss hotter than the last. The heat of his body against yours becomes overwhelming, but in the best possible way, making you crave more, needing more.

(Bill takes his time exploring every corner of your body, his hands and lips finding all your sensitive spots, drawing out moans and gasps you can't contain. When his lips reach your abdomen, he pauses, looking up at you from below with an expression that is both adoring and hungry.)

Bill Dickey: (His voice is a deep whisper, laden with desire as his hands continue to roam your skin) You're so perfect... You have no idea how much l've dreamed of this.

Without waiting for a response, his lips travel even lower, his tongue leaving a trail of fire wherever it touches. The outside world disappears, and all that remains is the sensation of his mouth on your skin, his hot breath against you, as you plunge deeper into a whirlwind of sensations you've never experienced before.

Y/N: (Moaning softly, your hands clutching his hair, pulling him as your hips instinctively arch towards him, seeking more contact) Bill, please...

Bill Dickey: (With a satisfied smile, his eyes meeting yours, shining with mischief as his hands and mouth continue their exploration, giving you exactly what you ask for, but in his own way, slowly, savoring every reaction he draws from you) I know... I'll give you everything you need. Just trust me.

And you do. You surrender completely to him, letting yourself be carried away by the wave of sensations he triggers in you. The rhythm of his touches intensifies, and you feel every muscle in your body responding to him, as if you were made for this moment, for him. The intensity between you grows, and when he finally removes the last barrier of clothing between you, the skin-to-skin contact is almost too much, but not enough. The need becomes desperation as Bill envelops you, your bodies moving in unison, each touch, each kiss, bringing you closer to the edge.

Bill Dickey: (With his forehead resting against yours, your breaths intertwined, his voice rough and filled with emotion) You're mine... only mine. And I'm going to make sure you feel that in every inch of your skin.

There are no more words after that. The desire and connection between you speak for themselves, and you lose yourself in the whirlwind of pleasure that only Bill can give you, the world shrinking to that moment, to that union. There is no space for anything but heat, desire, and mutual surrender.

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