80's Oneshots Galore

13 - Bill S. Preston. Esquire imagine - School morning - Smut

A/N - Rewatched the old Bill and Ted's and felt inspired so enjoy! ❤❤❤

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6.30

Bill's hand threaded through your messy locks, rubbing and lightly holding you in place. His tongue intruded and messily fought with yours. Blond curls were brushed from his face to cup his cheek and you groaned into the kiss. His other hand travelled south, rubbing lightly against the warm skin of your hip.

Bill retreated and instead began sucking lightly on your bottom lip. His sleepy eyes were filled with wonder as he caught glimpses of you trying to be quiet. Soon enough his hand tried to wander lower and he let go of your lip softly as you squealed.

"Again?" You asked.

"I could totally go another round babe," Bill murmured and his soft morning voice had you in it's grasp again. It was husky and deeper compared to his usual peppy, loud and excited tone.

Usually this kind of thing didn't happen before school but Bill had woken earlier with morning wood and well, you couldn't resist helping him out.

You nodded after a quick glance at the bold clock numbers. There was time you decided.

"Okay, but we gotta be quick."

"Excellent, babe." His eyes brightened and his hand landed on your exposed heat, hidden just below his oversize shirt he gave you.

"Now babe, l do believe someone needs warmed up before we start." Bill finished and watched the expressions flash across your face from his light touching. He still thought it was amazing how reactive you seemed to be to him. Cocky was not a word for it but rather righteous pride.

There was warm moisture waiting from him when he brushed through your folds. It was all still new to him but it never ceased to fascinate him.

Swirling his calloused fingers around the small bead of skin, the... licoris? Bill wasn't sure if that's what it was really called but it would do for now.

"Right?" As Bill spoke, you bit down on your lip.

"Yes... Bill." You sucked in a breath and practically moaned his name.

One digit entered into your warm tight heat and his jaw relaxed open. Thoughts of how you would feel around him flooded his mind and he felt himself twitch, getting harder if possible.

Bill concentrated on you first, remembering that you liked it when he curled his finger. His lips ducked down to suck new hickeys onto your neck and shoulder. He too, his time and continued to make a pulling motion until you eventually had to press your face into the pillow to stifle your excitement.

Bill almost bit down when he felt a hand wrap around his cock. It was never the same as when be would occasionally do the same and it always felt better when it was you. Soft groans muffled into your skin and his finger sped up as you lazily stroked him.

"Bill, bill, I'm so close can you stop so we can start? I need you."

Your breathing was erratic and it almost felt torturous when he slowly pulled his finger out but you wanted him and it was no longer the early hours of the morning so you couldn't exactly take it slow like a few hours ago. You took your hand away from him and trailed it up to his shoulder squeezing lightly as Bill rolled on top of you with no complaints.

Bill would never complain when it came to you but you just knew he wanted to take his time. Only it was a school morning so there was no time for the usual pace.

His hands helped roll you onto your back so he could straddle you.

"Perfect babe." Bill murmured softly and his hand anchored itself beside your head, digging into the pillow to keep himself up as his other hand wrapped around his cock. Knees brushed against your thighs and he gently nudged them wider, leaving you completely open for him to take in.

His eyes stole glances of you and you swore you had never seen such adoration in his eyes before like now.

"Okay, right. I'm going in now babe." Bill brushed the head against your folds.

A soft giggle escaped your lips before you could muffle it. He was just so damn cute. His large eyes questioned you as if you wanted him to stop.

"It's okay Bill, you don't need to tell me, I'm more than ready." You smiled up at him and squeezed his wrist lightly.

"Alright, here I go babe."

The tip of his dick sunk in before he slowly slid the rest in, still conscious enough to watch out for any pain. All he saw was how your eyes rolled back and the more than noticeable sensation of you tightly squeezing him in.

A soft, "fuck," left your lips and you took him in. Bill's gaze was heavy and as soon as he entered, he was pulling out and thrusting back in with some degree of force.

Soft curses left your lips and joined Bill's soft grunts as he sped up.

Hands reached out and wrapped around his shoulders, easing him down to you once more. One hand cupped your breast and the other cupped your cheek as his lips smashed messily against yours once again.

You didn't know how long it had been but soon enough he had brought you to orgasm, trying not to scream but it didn't matter, not when Bill was helping keep you quiet.

He pulled back briefly and with a few more sloppy thrusts he pulled out and came on your lower belly. Panting in exhaustion, he sat on his legs and wiped a thin layer of sweat from his forehead with a goofy smile.

"That was mind blowing babe," he panted and used the last of his energy to pass you over the tissue box to help clean you up. It was the least he could do but right then and there Bill would do anything for you.

You giggled and squirmed lightly at the patting with tissue, "Mmm hmm, you were so good," you praised just to watch his face light up.

"Really?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure you blew my mind Bill."

7.05

It was cut short but just in time too, the second alarm or more accurately your emergency alarm went off. It seemed you would both have time to get ready before a day of school.

No cuddling for now it seemed but that could wait you guessed but could Bill wait? Nope. The blond lingered around you, stealing kisses and hugging you as you were getting dressed, reluctantly separating when it was time to leave the door.

"Here babe, you can totally wear my hoodie from last time!" Bill shrugged the spare hoodie over your shoulders, saving you from having to find yours and it brought a dopey smile onto his face. There was just something about you in his clothes that made him ridiculously happy.

"Thanks Bill! How do I look?" You asked and jokingly twirled for him.

"You look totally bodacious, babe," Bill's eyes landed on your neck and caught a glimpse of the hickeys he had caused, sending a warmth to his being.

Offering you his hand, you took it and pecked his cheek before beginning the morning walk to San Dimas high.