Billie Eilish Imagines

Praise*

TW: Hinting of SA

For the past hour, Billie's been sat between my legs on our bed, her back to my front, telling me all about the trauma her ex-girlfriend put her through. It's a discussion that's been needed for a long time. With some behaviour Billie demonstrates, being trauma responses and things like that.

"...and like -" she swallows hard "- she wouldn't really listen when i said no..." Tears threaten to fall from my eyes as i see her start to sob, her body turning slightly so she can tuck her head into my neck. "...and so like now- when you accept when i say no- it almost shocks me, yknow?" she finishes with mumbles into the skin of my neck.

"Yeah." Is the only word I've spoken throughout the whole hour and a bit, just giving her space to talk and letting her know im listening. "She's an awful person. I'm sorry you had to go through that, Bil..."
"Mmm," her sniffles vibrate the skin of my shoulder and neck. "...im so proud of you."

Just then, she lifts her head slightly and looks up at me with an emotion i can't quite decipher. "What?"

"Im proud of you, baby." Her eyes fall shut just for a second as a barely audible gasp falls from her mouth. "Say it again."

My eyebrows furrow, wondering the reasoning behind her request, nevertheless doing as im told. "I'm so proud of you, my baby."

This time, an almost moan tumbles from between her lips. "Shit." I watch as her thighs come together, and she tucks her head back into the crook of my neck. Immediately, my hand moves to her thigh, rubbing the soft skin under her shorts gently. "Bil, are you okay?"

She stutters a "yes" as i kiss her head, "just - just the praise." embarassed, her confession falls from her mouth. "I see."

My brain short circuits as my girlfriend tells me she likes my praise, the thought sending waves of pleasure through me too. "You've been such a good girl today, telling me about everything, im beyond proud of you, Billie." At this, the most pathetic whine tumbles out of her mouth, to which i smirk. Slowly, we both watch as my hand trails further up her thigh. "Would my good girl like a reward? Hm?"

Billie looks up at me, her beautiful blue eyes meeting mine. With her bottom lip pulled between her teeth, she nods and whines eagerly, "please- please." A large smile plays onto my face as i slip my hand into her underwear, "right here?" i balance the pad of two fingers on her clit "is this where my baby wants me?" in response, her hips buck up into my touch, her eyes never leaving mine as she quietly moans "yes"

"doing so good- using your words for me." her eyes close momentarily before opening back up to look deep into my soul once more. Her eyes never leave mine as my fingers start to circle her sensitive bundle of nerves rapidly, her slick making it easy for them to move and glide over her clit. Whimpers tumble from her lips as praise does mine. "I'm so proud of you, taking my touch so well, Billie."

The eye contact and her submissiveness cause pretty much a flood in my own underwear. "Inside." Billie stutters. I do as im told, rewarding her.

My middle and index finger move from her clitoris and into her pussy, rubbing past her soaked walls. "Ngh- Y/n." She cant help but break our eye contact and tuck her head away into my neck as before. I smile to myself as her hips start trying to ride my fingers simultaneously to me thrusting them slowly in and our of her.

Wanting to bring her to orgasm i thrust faster, to the point where my fingers moving against her juices can be heard throughout the room. "Shit shit yes." Billie offers me encouragement suffocated by the skin of my neck as i keep my pace, her hips now thrashing violently against my palm. "gonna come- oh y/n- gonna come." mindless babling tumbles from her mouth alerting me to her being on the brink of cumming. Though i could already tell by the way her walls have tightened around my two digits.

"Do you wanna be a good girl? hm?" it takes her a moment to gather enough energy to reply "yes, yes i wanna be your good girl." her response comes out in the form of moans. My mouth leans against her hair, and after placing a gentle kiss, i mumble against her strands "then come for me."

Immediately, her hips still and she lets out a scream "Y/n!" My girlfriend's thighs shake as her cum covers my fingers from top to bottom. As my thrusts slow, i mumble endless praise into her ear. "Im so proud of you Billie, baby." Her hands are holding so tightly onto my shirt that the knuckles are turning white, to which i smile. Gently, after a few moments, i slip my fingers out of her pussy and kiss her head as she whines at the loss of contact.

"Can i..?" She lifts her head from the crook of my neck and grasps onto my palm, bringing my fingers to her mouth, but not yet licking them, awaiting my permission. As soon as i nod my head she pushes my two fingers into her warm mouth. Billie looks at me through hooded eyes as she swirls her tongue around my digits, making sure to get every last particle of her arousal off of my skin. "Shit, Bil."

Once shes done, she pulls them out of her mouth with a quiet 'pop'. With her still looking up at me seductively, she whimpers, "Did i do good for you, baby?"

My reply is almost immediate"So good."