Billie Eilish Fanfic - Forced.

Why am I getting pictures taken? BILLIE'S POV

I pulled out of the garage with a scared Cleo. I had to scare her to make sure she wouldn't make dumb mistakes again. I still couldn't believe she had tried to run away from me...but I knew she had changed her mind and that's the main reason I forgave her. That and she fucked me like I had never been fucked before. Shit.

I had made Cleo get all done up to go get pictures done. I wanted professional photographs taken of her. She didn't know why yet but eventually I would explain.

We pulled up to the tall building downtown with pictures of models posing outside of it, Cleo walked in, holding my hand, head down, timid.

I whispered to her, "while you're being photographed you can look up and act normal okay? No consequences. But flirt and I'll beat your ass," she nodded and gave me a half smile.

"Why am I getting pictures taken?" She asked.

"Because I said so," she nodded in response again.

I directed her to a small dressing area where Mark was waiting. Mark had been in charge of my styling for some time. He knew the Cleo situation inside and out, he never told my secrets. He was also gay as fuck and had better hair than I ever would.

"Okay sweetheart let me see what I'm working with," Mark directed Cleo in the dressing room, spinning his hands around dramatically.

Cleo just stared at him.

"Cleo. Strip? I'm here. It's just mark he's the stylist for the photos. He has to see your body type..." I prompted giving her *the look*.

Cleo nodded quickly and blushed, she immediately began unbuttoning her shirt and removing it. Then her pants. She stood in the Lacey red bralette and panties I had picked out for her to wear this morning. She looked gorgeous.

"Okay okay, turn full circle arms out to the sides," Mark directed and Cleo obeyed.

Her ass looked amazing, I couldn't resist so I smacked her right cheek, making her jump and giggle when she saw it was me.

"Okay Bil, try to keep your hands off of her for a little bit longer. I already have enough hickeys to cover up with makeup. My God, were you hungry when you made out? Lord," he rolled his eyes pulling out concealer for Cleo's neck and chest, applying large amounts.

Cleo exchanged looks with me when she noticed how many hickeys I had given her. What? She felt good.

Mark finished Cleo's makeup and pulled out a few outfits for her to wear, all of them except one were girly and made her look adorable. The last outfit was somewhat mature and she looked more sexy, without showing too much skin.

The photographer had begun to photograph her in front of a backdrop, at first she was awkward, but she quickly caught on. She looked at me for approval when she had a new pose, I gave her a thumbs up from the side.

"Okay good job. Now the lingerie photos?" The photographer prompted.

Cleo looked horrified,

"Bil? I have to pose naked?"

"Not naked C, just in lingerie. It's fine. You're beautiful and will look great. I'm the only one in here besides the staff babe," I kissed her cheek and then gave a firm tug on her hair. She straightened up immediately, knowing this wasn't an option.

Cleo proceeded with this photo sheet with ease. She oozed sex appeal, it had me wet from the sidelines. Even mark was impressed, "she does have damn nice body," he said, "but joe's ass is tighter," he had to add. I laughed.

When the photographer was finished Cleo spoke up,

"Wait! Can we take one more picture?"

"Of what?" The photographer asked, confused, looking over at me.

"I want a picture of me and Billie. We don't have any. Please?"

I snapped my head up from my phone and looked at Cleo's begging eyes. She had been so good all day. And I would like a pic with my baby in lingerie too to be honest. I walked over and posed, sitting Cleo on my lap with my arms wrapped around her.

Afterwards I checked the camera to see what our photo looked like, Cleo was gleaming. It was adorable.

Cleo changed back into her normal clothes and we walked out holding hands, Cleo's head bowed down again, but smiling.

"Your hair is done. Your makeup is flawless. Wanna go out tonight baby girl?"

Cleo looked up surprised and smiled,
"Can we?"