𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗

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billie kindly placed one of her hands on the back of my neck and reached in to kiss me tenderly.

my eyes fluttered shut, completely overcome with bliss as her soft lips locked with mine.

the kiss slowed and she gently bit my bottom lip before she pulled away entirely.

she didn't say anything, not one word; but the look she gave me told me everything i needed to know.

i noticed her irises were a pale blue, like her father's. despite the dull color, they seemed just as lively and full of emotion.

figuratively speaking, they sparkled.

just for me.

as if she were stuck in a trance, she blinked to regain focus.

in a delicate manner, she moved my hair back and behind my shoulder to expose my neck.

billie carefully lifted my chin up with one of her fingers and leaned down, glancing up at me for permission before attaching her soft lips to the sensitive skin on my neck.

i relaxed under her touch, closing my eyes once more as my mouth hung ajar.

she sucked lightly at first, harder when she found my sweet spot.

one of her free hands slid down my frame and stopped at my jeans, quickly unbuckling them.

the zipper slid down and she tugged on the fabric, alluding for me to pull them down.

i managed to bring them down to my knees and her hand slipped between my legs.

she teased and caressed my thighs as she continued to mark my neck, silently telling me i was hers and only hers.

the second a small whimper escaped my lips, she began to palm me where i needed her the most.

eventually, her nimble finger moved my panties to the side and ran them up my slit.

suddenly surprised at how wet i was, she stopped sucking my neck and straightened herself up to look me dead in the eyes. a devilish, but equally innocent grin was plastered on her face.

i waited for her to ask me something along the lines of, "just for me?" or "who did this to you?" but she didn't.

i could tell she enjoyed leaving me on the edge of my seat.

desperate, i kicked my jeans off and then slung my arms around her shoulder. i pulled her closer to me, engaging the two of us into a hungry kiss.

"i love you," she mumbled against my lips. "i wish i could go back in time and tell you that whenever you doubted me."

the pace of her fingers between my legs sped up as she circled my clit.

"i love you too." i said, mid-gasp. "and i missed you-- like crazy."

"i know you did." she unexpectedly entered a digit inside of me.

"...but this doesn't mean we're gonna get back together and pretend nothing happened."

half of that statement was false.

"i know." she replied.

using her other hand, billie swiped her thumb across her tongue then pushed up my shirt to toy with my nipple.

i moaned deeply at the sensation, also feeling the mild pain of the fresh bruise on my neck.

once she was sure i was ready, she ceased her actions and lifted me up by my thighs; my back hitting the door rather aggressively.

Misunderstood // Billie EilishWhere stories live. Discover now