tequila ; s. paulson one - shots

neck kisses (b. d. howard)

"Where's my sweet girl?" turning the page of a fanfiction you were reading, you heard a familiar voice come from the doorway, the voice that you had been missing all day, "Billie!"

As you wrapped the older woman in a tight hug, inhaling the familiar scent of flowers and cigarettes, you mumbled, "I missed you," against the crook of her neck, which earned you a soft laugh and a kiss on the top of your head, "I only went to work, honey."

"It felt like forever, plus I don't really have much to do on free days," you whined, dragging Billie by her arm to the couch. She sat down and patted the space next to her, but you, being the clingy baby you are, sat down on her lap, placing her arms around your waist like a seatbelt.

The two of you sat there in comfortable silence, your head rested on her shoulder, her face buried in your hair, before you decided to say something that had been bugging you all day.

"Hey, Billie?"

"Hm?"

"You know how you told me not to keep secrets from you?" you asked, twiddling your thumbs nervously.

"Uh-huh," she replied simply, still intoxicated by the scent of your hair, "Where is this going, babygirl?"

"Can we try neck kisses?" you blurted, embarrassed by your own desires, "I mean, of course, only if you want to, it's fine if you don't, I just wanted to tell you so that I could get it off my chest-"

"Shush, baby," she cut you off with a finger to your lips, "Of course I'm willing. And I sure as hell want to, but are you sure you're comfortable with this?"

You nodded excitedly, too nervous to string together a coherent sentence. Billie then leaned in and placed a kiss on your jawline, trailing down to your neck. The sensation tickled, but didn't make you laugh like usual. It felt amazing, just like how you imagined.

Her kisses continued, still very gentle, and her arms snaked around your waist, keeping you steady. Loving every minute of it, you tilted your head to give her better access.

After a while, she pulled away and smiled, "Did you like it?" but you were still dazed from the feather-light sensations, and could only nod.

Leaning back into her, you waited for your tongue to unfreeze before you replied, "That was better than I imagined, Billie."

"What do you mean, imagined?" she chuckled, pulling your hair back gently and placing a kiss on your nape, "Have you been watching things, Y/N? Things I might need to know about?"

"No, stupid," rolling your eyes, you took her hand and intertwined your fingers, "I was reading romances, and I couldn't help but think I've never really experienced those things."

"What things?" the older woman breathed onto your sensitive neck, giving you the shivers.

"You know, neck kisses and other displays of affection like that, you are my first girlfriend, Billie," you said, pulling away to lay your head on her lap, "I had a bunch of people I flirted with, but I wasn't really allowed a serious relationship until I finished studying. Most kids my age were making out with each other and having a new boyfriend or girlfriend every week."

Fondling your hair, Billie was thoughtful before replying, "Well, I have to thank your parents. If they hadn't given you that rule, we wouldn't be together now."

"You have to thank me, Howard," you scoffed, "There were some people confessing to me and I had the choice to keep a secret relationship like everyone else, but I was too obedient for that."

"Well, then, thank you for being such a good girl," she chuckled, rubbing soft circles on your ribs, "Now, what do you say we continue cuddling in the bedroom?"

Taken by surprise, you sat up suddenly and asked, "Fuck, I forgot! Have you eaten dinner already, Billie?"

"Nope," she shook her head, popping the 'p', "But I am pretty sure we have some leftovers. I'll take a shower then eat."

Crinkling your nose at her, you joked, "Ooh, I cuddled you and you were dirty," making her narrow her eyes playfully. "Then take a shower after me. I'm pretty sure you just lay in bed all day today."

"Can't lie, that is true," you laughed, pulling a pillow to your body. Billie chuckled lightly and stood up, kissing you on the forehead again before making her way to the bathroom.

When you heard the water running in the shower, you got up and started heating the rest of the pizza you had ordered that day, setting it on a plate nearby. Waiting for your girlfriend, you started humming a tune and dancing absentmindedly, not minding anything else.

"Having fun, eh?" Billie's voice came from behind you, where she was leaning against the countertop, eating a slice of pizza, "Guess I shouldn't have disturbed you."

"What the actual fuck, Howard."

"Don't give me that look, babygirl," she retorted, mouth full, "Now go take a shower and help me finish this food."

Rolling your eyes, you headed to the bathroom, calling behind you, "This isn't over, Billie Dean!"

"Wasn't counting on it, baby!"

★★★

As you patted your hair dry on the way to the kitchen, you suddenly glimpsed Billie sitting on the countertop, trying to balance the fork on her index finger. With great grown up wit, you decided it would be funny to sneak up and surprise her.

Quietly creeping behind her, you placed both hands on her waist and screeched, "SNAPE SNAPE SEVERUS SNAPE DUMBLEDORE" which made the older woman jump and drop her fork on the floor, clutching her chest.

"Holy fuck, Y/N, what was that for?!" she yelled, breathing heavily, with a smack to your arm, "I didn't do anything to you!"

By then, you were doubled over, wheezing and coughing from hysterical laughter, "Sorry, sorry, Billie, please don't be mad! You looked so adorable playing with that fork, I just couldn't resist!"

With an indignant huff, she smacked you once more before sitting back down on the counter, "Be grateful I love you, otherwise you'd be dead."

"Of course I'm grateful," you replied, nuzzling against her neck apologetically, "Now will you let me make it up to you?"

"Let's see if you can meet my standards," she smirked, tilting her head to give you better access.

Planting a line of soft kisses across her jaw, you said, "Oh, I'm pretty sure I can."

"Let me be the judge of that."

★★★

After a long time spent showing Billie exactly how much you loved her, she decided that it was satisfactory and the two of you now lay cuddling on the couch, watching 'The Devil Wears Prada' in comfortable silence.

"Hey, baby?" Billie spoke suddenly.

"Yeah?"

"Please don't be ashamed if you want to try anything or do anything, no matter how weird it is," she said, placing a soft kiss on your cheek, "I'm willing to give you what you want."

"Thank you, Billie," you replied, as you leaned in to kiss her on the lips, "Thank you for being you."

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