𝘽𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙚 𝙀𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙄𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠🤍

Attitude😳 (rewritten)

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Smut Warning ⚠️!
Y/N POV:
Billie had been in her studio for a long time.

She has been writing out lyrics and finishing adlib's in some of her songs.

The kids were with my brother this weekend, he decided to take them. He is such a great uncle, and loves spending time with his niece and nephew.

I been wanting Billie's attention but I didn't want to distract her from her music.

I got tired of being bored, so I went to her studio to bother her.

She was at her desk editing one of her songs. I walked to the desk, standing behind her.

"Babe, can I have your attention," I whined.

"Yeah mamas, wait til I'm done then I will give you attention," she said still not looking at me.

I rolled my eyes and walked over to her piano, looking at some of the lyrics she had wrote.

I eventually got bored after about 10 minutes. I walked back over to her again.

I got behind her, leaned down, and ran my hands down her chest while kissing her neck. "Baby please, wait til I'm done," she told me.

I was trying to be patient, but she had been working all day! I had caught an attitude, and began rolling my eyes.

"Whatever," I mumbled walking out, slightly slamming the door.
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Billie's POV:

Y/n left out with an attitude because she wanted my attention. I told her no because I was working and needed to complete some things.

I will deal with her later, because I don't play that. Especially when you are acting like brat.

*45 minutes later*

I had just finished up with a song, I had to wait til Finneas looked over it. I grabbed my papers, and notebook putting them into a drawer.

I turned off the light, and walked out the room. I went downstairs to me and y/n's room.

Y/n was in the bathroom finishing up her nightly face routine.

"Y/n," I blurted out to her while walking to her.

"Yes?," she questioned looking at me through the mirror.

"What was that shit you pulled earlier?," I asked.

"What are you talking about?," she replied in confusion.

"Whatever," I mocked her.

I could seen that her heart dropped, because she knew what she was in for.

"Billie I-," She began but I cut her off.

"Nope, I don't want to hear it. You did all that talking and then slammed the door," I stated.

"Strip, I will be back," I demanded.

I walked over to me and y/n's closet and went in our "toy box".

I grabbed some handcuffs and a vibrator.

I walked back out and seen her sitting on the bed naked.

"Oh you listened," I teased her.

I began taking off my shirt and pants, throwing them somewhere.
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Y/N's POV:

Billie had began taking off her shirt and pants while walking over towards me.

She pushed me down a little, so I could lay down on the bed.