Is that... Billie Eilish?

bonus: jersey - 42

this chapter is about sex!

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Billie's pov...!!

"What are you doing?" I asked, wrapping my arms around Ann from behind her seat at the dining room table.

"I'm trying to make a jersey for you" she turned her head slightly to look at me over her shoulder, smiling.

"For me?" I asked, a bit confused. Why was she making something for me when we could be spending time together after days filled with tour rehearsals?

"Yeah" she smiled wider this time, reaching for her notebook where she jots down her ideas. I took it from her hands, having to let go of my hold on her waist "it's for your tour"

She had sketched an outfit featuring the jersey she was making, paired with some oversized shorts and a cap. The lines on the paper were delicate yet bold. I stopped to admire every detail, not caring that it was 'just a sketch.'

"You're so cute" I smiled, placing the notebook back on the table and lifting her chin to plant a soft kiss on her lips.

She pulled away from the kiss, leaving me wanting more.

"I hope you like it. It's almost finished" she said, pinning the fabric with a pin, adding some stars.

"Mhm" I wrapped my arms around her waist again "I love it" I made sure to speak close to her ear, I loved how she reacted to that.

I caught a glimpse of her blinking slowly, and I heard her take a deep breath.

Good.

I left a wet kiss on her cheek, then on her jaw, my eyelashes fluttering against her skin. Her hands lost the grip they had on the jersey.

"Babe..."

"Mmm?" I hummed into her neck, planting a kiss there before moving down to one of my favorite spots on her body, her collarbones.

"I have to finish this" her words contradicted her actions. As she said that, her hand found its way into my hair, tangling her fingers there, just like always, pulling me closer.

"Is that so?"

"I guess it can wait" she suddenly stood up, making me take a step back. Her abruptness made me laugh, but I was quickly silenced with a kiss.

"Mmm" soft moans and gasps escaped us both "I've missed you" I managed to say between kisses. She responded by pressing her body closer to mine.

Ann pulled one hand away from my body and broke the kiss, laughing as she tried to find the table behind us. I chuckled with her and helped clear some things aside so we wouldn't knock anything over.

As our lips reconnected, I wrapped my arms around her waist, lifting her just enough to set her body on the now, empty table.

My hands moved urgently to pull off her shirt, and she followed my lead, helping me. She did the same to me, and within seconds, we were both bare from the waist up. My hands trailed down her back, tracing the contours of her body like I had done so many times before. Her back arched as my lips found her neck, moving lower and lower until I reached her chest.

Her breathing hitched, and her hands tightened around my arms as my hand slid down her thigh. I gave it a squeeze, feeling how her skin responded before sliding my hand up closer to where we both wanted it.

With the heat between us building, I gently lowered her from the table. We kissed with urgency, our mouths crashing together with that pent-up need. My hands traveled to her hips, sliding under her shorts, squeezing tightly, and then, unable to resist, I grabbed her ass, pulling her even closer.