Billie Eilish Imagines

Overwhelmed

smut

It was early evening as you sat typing away at your
laptop, trying hard to finish a paper that was due in only a matter of hours.

Your girlfriend laid tiredly next to you on the bed, glancing over at you every few minutes.

The air had been a bit tense since the small argument you'd gotten into earlier, over something completely silly. The excessive amount of time you had spent together over the past few months was beginning to put a bit of a strain on your relationship, which was frustrating considering you loved her more than anything.

Apparently everyone needs their own personal space sometimes.

Another half hour went by before you heard a small sigh leave her lips, asking for your attention.

"Yeah?" You tilted your head to face her.

She jutted her lip into a pout as she looked at you. "Are you mad at me?"

You gazed into her soft eyes before taking the computer off your lap and setting it in front of you, massaging your temples. "No, Billie, I'm not mad at you."

She shifted closer and reached out a hand to gently caress your arm, causing you to immediately relax at her touch.

She took the opportunity to crawl into your lap facing you, draping her arms around your shoulders and burying her face in your neck.

You reflexively wrapped your arms around her as well, rubbing a hand over her back in a soothing manner.

"Why don't you take a nap and I'll be done in a little while?" You suggested, sensing her tiredness.

She shook her head. "I can't sleep."

"Why not?" You asked, pulling back to make eye contact with her.

She shrugged.

You could easily see the sleepiness in her drooping eyes as you ran your thumb over her cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. It was also apparent that she'd been crying a little, although she tried to hide it.

Licking over your lips, you carefully moved the laptop to the floor so that it wouldn't break, gently flipping Billie over onto her back and hovering over her.

She giggled in surprise as you grinned down at her, the sound being like music to your ears after a long day of not hearing her laugh.

You leaned down and pressed your lips to hers, savoring a long, sweet kiss as your hands moved beneath her tshirt and over the soft skin of her hips and stomach.

You broke away and gave her a peck on the cheek before moving over to whisper something in her ear, causing her to whimper slightly. You sat up on your knees to remove your shirt as well as hers, leaving you both naked from the waist up.

Your hands instantly found their way to her breasts, massaging them as you began making out again.

Billie continuously moaned into the kiss, making you desperate to hear more of the sounds she could elicit.

You detached your mouth from hers and instead began kissing down her neck, chest, and stomach, sucking and leaving various marks along the way.

She arched her back and bucked her hips up a little as she gripped your hair, pushing you down towards where she wanted you. When you got to the waistband of her shorts you looked up at her, pulling them off ever so slowly along with her lace thong.

You tossed them to the ground and sat up unexpectedly, ordering her to turn around on her hands and knees.

She did as told and you admired her in the process, biting your lip as you took in her beautiful pale skin and every curve that you never got tired of looking at.

Sitting up behind her you roughly pulled her hips back, running your fingers over her inner thighs before swiping one through her folds, smirking at how wet she was already.

Her body shuddered at your touch as you began kissing around the most sensitive part of her, taking your time wanting her to feel everything.

Once you were satisfied with how needy she was becoming, you attached your mouth to her pussy,  sucking and flicking your tongue harshly as she quickly became a moaning mess, her elbows buckling into the mattress.

Within minutes she warned you of her approaching orgasm, and right when you could tell she was about to lose control you pulled away, making her groan loudly in frustration.

She reached her hand down in desperation to pleasure herself,  but you quickly stopped her, turning her around so that she was now laying on her back.

She looked up at you with wide eyes, her face flushed and hair slightly tangled, making her look hotter than ever.

"Sorry, babygirl." You muttered with a smirk before pecking her lips. "Don't move."

You went over to the closet where you kept a box of various sex toys, getting a strap and a vibrator before going back over to Billie who was still laying in the exact same position.

She noticed the silicon between your thighs and opened her legs wider as you crawled between them, trapping her in another sloppy kiss.

After a minute you slowly pushed your way into her, letting her adjust before you began stroking steadily.
She broke the kiss and grabbed on of your hands that was on either side of her, placing it on her neck and signaling for you to choke her. You followed her lead, squeezing softly and staring down at her as she quickly began to come undone again.

Her chest rose up and down erratically as you began to speed up your movements, her long acrylic nails pressing into your abdomen as she moaned uncontrollably.

You reached down to rub her clit and get her right  where you wanted her, only feeling a tiny bit bad when you stopped all movements for a second time right as she was about to cum.

She gasped. "FUCK, y/n-"

You pressed a finger to her plump pink lips and shushed her as tears started to form in her eyes.

"I'm doing you a favor." You assured her, reaching over to grab the blue vibrator and flicking it on.

After a few more excruciating seconds you finally lowered it to her clit, watching a few veins pop out of her neck as she tipped her head back, too overwhelmed to make a sound.

You turned it to the highest setting as you moved it throughout her now completely soaking pussy, getting on top of her to suck harshly on her neck.

It was only a matter of seconds before her back arched off the bed and she let out what could be classified as a scream,  her orgasm finally overtaking her.

You held her closely until she was finally able to calm down, her breathing becoming slow but uneven as she spoke.

"Still think one of us should move out?" She asked, referring to something you'd hastily said during your argument earlier.

Now you didn't have to think twice before responding.

"Fuck no."