Billie Eilish Fanfic - Bully.

Obedient.

Trigger warning- there is some rough sexual activity in this chapter. If this bothers you PLEASE do not read it. I never mean to promote rape culture I am very much not into that. - C

I bit down on Billie's hand, but she has always had a high pain tolerance. She laughed at the pain. I tasted blood but she didn't budge, just swung me around facing her and shoved me up against the shower room wall. Her hand stayed over my mouth and I breathed heavily, scared. Nervous. Both.

Billie's finger traced my collar bone then traveled down the valley on my chest as she sucked on my neck and right boob harshly. I knew she was leaving hickeys.

Her finger reached the hem of my panties and my eyes widened, I tried to talk but my words were mumbled because her hand stayed over my mouth. She removed her hand enough for me to be able to speak,

"Cleo, I won't touch you if you don't want it. Do you want it?"

I stared at her without speaking and she removed her hands from me instantly.

I realized what was happening and changed my mind,

"I do want it," I heard myself saying. She was so unhealthy for me. I knew that. But I still had love for her. I also knew that.

She leaned into my ear, "you're still mine," and she rubbed my clit through my panties as I squirmed underneath her. I got really close to cumming and my body tensed up. She whispered, "not so fast now Cleo," and pulled away, not letting me finish.

She pulled her hand away from me and laughed, "put your clothes on, you're coming to my house."

I stared at her in disbelief, "No...Billie I have a girlfriend. I'm not coming to your house."

Billie's eyes darkened again as she slammed me up against the wall and gripped her hand tightly around my throat.

"Did I fucking stutter Cleo? Now nod yes if you're going to be obedient and come to my house."

I gave my best attempt of nodding yes while she continued to grip my throat. She released me.

"Get dressed now."