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itsmealaiah · 3 days

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"not exactly"

TW: making out, drunk kissing, profanity, mentions of homophobia, assigned male at birth reader, tongue-kissing, he/him pronouns, alcohol use

Request: Hear me out. Bill and an m!reader who are at an after party with the rest of the band, and are secretly just waiting to get drunk enough to where they can make out and blame it on the alcohol. And I mean like PASSIONATE making out, like bill is on reader’s lap and they’re just shoving their tongues down eachothers throats… BUT pictured get leaked and at a band interview the interviewer asks and they’re just like “uhm- uh- we were drunk.” LIKE NO SHIT Anyway, love the work💕

Rating: 18+, mature themes ahead.

WC: 0.7k

Pairing: bill kaulitz x m! reader

"Can I get a whiskey sour?"

You asked the bartender, three drinks lying by your arm on the bar as you felt a little buzzed, but other than that you were doing fine. You smiled as he made the drink and placed it in front of you, downing the alcohol within seconds, slamming it back down onto the counter.

You were at an after-party with the band, celebrating the end of another successful concert and another successful night. The place chosen, by tom of course, was a club with plenty of female entertainment. It didn't quite intrigue you though, your interests set...somewhere else.

A tall man with black hair and a sexy voice, to be more detailed.

You had loved him since day one, he was so kind and sweet to everyone, always treating the person he was with carefully with the utmost respect.

It made you head over heels for him, but you weren't sure if he reciprocated the feelings you had. He was so nice to you, but he tended to seem more interested in women than he was with yourself.

You didn't mind, until tonight, where he sat all alone, sipping on a drink while his brother was getting grinded on by some hooker, smiling drunkenly in pleasure.

You turned your barstool around and hopped off, making your way through the sweaty, dancing crowd over to him, and plopping down on the seat next to him, his eyes darting to you as you caressed his thigh. "hey billy"

you purred in his ear, nibbling on his earlobe as he blushed profusely. 'h-hi y/n" he stuttered nervously.

your hand drifted away from his thigh, going up to his semi-hard crotch and you began to rub it through his black jeans, grinning wickedly as you saw his body jerk and his eyes role backwards.

"how are you?" you asked, his lips wide open sluttily as his eyes closed from the pleasure. "g-good" he murmured, his cock now fully hard. "mm, that's nice to hear" you whispered sensually, palming his cock faster as he moaned.

you brought your lips to his, the softness meeting yours as you made out with him, still rubbing on his poor dick :(

he moaned into your mouth, allowing your tongue to slip in and roam around his mouth, pressing your lips further into his, wrapping your hand around his waist, holding him close

"haah" he struggled to keep up with the kisses, being too close to bliss to be bothered.

His release was fast approaching, his moans more desperate and throaty as your mouth left his, leaving a gentle kiss on his shoulder as you bit gently, causing him to cum in his pants as he shook.

"y-y/n" "yes billy?" "c-can we go back to your house?"

then yall fucked nastily 😝

The next day the five of you were seated at an interview, smiling as the fans cheered for tom and bill the most.

The interviewer greeted you all with a joyful face, and pulled the cards from the table, and asked you a few, concerning the band's next concert, where the next tour was going to be, and about tom's sex life.

After those questions, his gaze drifted to you, and you met his eyes with confusion. you weren't usually asked questions being the vocalist.

"so y/n, i heard you had a little fun last night" he winked to you and bill, and you flushed, immediately denying the statement as the rest of the band looked intrigued.

you laughed, trying to play it off. "i'm not sure what you're talking about" you attempted to lighten the air.

"are you sure?" the interviewer pressed. "can we pull up the pictures?" he asked and soon, the scenes of your escapade at the club were displayed for everyone.

you glanced over at them, and then at bill, who was hiding his face, his cheeks flushed dark red.

"do you know what i'm talking about now?"

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d0wn-in-the-morgue · 1 day

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him without makeup does something to me >_<

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tomkaulitzsjuicyballs · 2 days

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babe can u make one where bill eats out the reader until she starts crying and shaking plss:3

Overstimulated - B.K

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *

Warnings: smut, eating out, no p in v, overstimulating :3

D! Bill x S! Reader

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *

You laid on the bed, your plush thighs wrapped around Bills head as he continued eating you out. It was now the 3rd time you came, your legs shaking from the amount of pleasure you were receiving.

His tongue worked fastly, sucking at your clit. His slim, long fingers plunged into you. You let out loud moans, your legs shaking as they rested on his shoulders. "Bill..It's too much.." you said with a dry voice, your throat sore.

He looked up at you with doe eyes, his head resting right above where you needed him most. He frowned, pouting. "But you taste so good..just one more?" he said, his hands caressing your thighs.

His lips were swollen and wet, his makeup was almost melted off his face, and his hair was messed up as well. You sighed before giving in and nodding your head, your hands immediately went to his hair.

You let out loud moans, your mascara filled tears running down your face as his fingers began plunging in and out of you again. He began making open mouth kisses onto your clit, your grip in his hair tightening. "S'close Bill.." you let out, your whole body shaking from being overwhelmed by the pleasure.

He placed his thumb on your clit, replacing his fingers with his tongue as he rubbed small circles. You let out moans, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach. His pace quickening as he knew you were close, his arm that was wrapped around your thighs brought you closer.

With one last swipe of his tongue, you came undone. Your eyes hooded and mouth slightly parted as you let out soft whines, looking down at Bill. He licked you clean, swallowing every single drop of the mess he made.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *

I'm tired but I saw a spider pls help I'm scared.

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tomssexdoll · 1 day

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hi i farted

so teeeheee i was thiiiinking 2024 billiam billy buns and yk how he leaves his home a lot to go to like other places n shit idk- so this time he had to leave poor ol reader alone by themselves at their house and after, lets say, a week he finally returns home and reader is like suuwwppeerrr horny and pent up and basically like jumps on him (exaggeration🤫) like a feral dog so bill eats them out and fucks them😁😁😁😁GHERES SOMETHING IN MY EYEHHELP

I heard the door open and gasped as I saw Bill walking in, bags of luggage following him. As soon as our eyes met his stressed our expression softened, "Oh Bill!" I cried out, running to him and jumping in his arms, legs wrapping around his waist.

He chuckled and kissed me softly, "oh I missed you schatz, it's been a long fucking week" he grunted, carrying me to the couch and plopping me down, sitting next to me.

Bill often had trips outside the country, brand deals, tours, business opportunities and more. I missed him so much and felt so alone, no picture of video of his cock could fully satify me, I needed the real thing.

"Baby.." I whined, rubbing his thigh softly, he raised his eyebrow and turned to me, "right now?" I whimpered and nodded, "i've missed you so much.." I bit my lip, getting on his lap.

He sighed and picked me up again, carrying me to our shared bedroom where I was neglected for a week. He threw me on, riding my huge shirt up and kissing my clothed pussy softly.

"Missed this pussy so much..fuck" he groaned, sliding my panties down and parting my folds with his tongue, latching onto my clit and sucking on it roughly.

"Ohhh fuck!" I moaned, grabbing onto his hair and tugging roughly on it, the pleasure hitting me like a fucking bus. "So tasty.." he laughed menacingly, flicking his tongue at my sensitive nub.

"Mmm!" I cried out, bucking my hips up and moving my clit on his tongue faster, desperatly needing release. He could sense my desperation and smirked, wrapping his arms around my thighs and shoving his face in my pussy, licking and slurping roughly.

I groaned, throwing my head back, my lips parting slightly.

"Cum on my tongue baby..make me proud" he grunted, his attack continuing on my clit, building up my orgasm little by little. Eventually I felt a knot form in my stomach, twisting and turning as the pleasure become unbearable, I needed to cum so bad.

"Fuckk! Fuck!" I whimpered, my legs shaking as I came, my juices coating his tongue. He smirked and licked my pussy dry, leaving no evidence of my orgasm.

"Flip over baby..need this cock in you so bad" he growled lowly, forcing me to flip over and get on my hands and knees. I heard his pants drop, his tip meeting my entrance as he got ready to fuck me.

He pushed in, shoving himself in me, leaving me no time to react. I gasped, feeling his cock stretch me out. I was still getting used to Bills size, he was pretty big, 8 inches to be exact. Girthy too.

We've been dating for 4 years yeah but when he goes away for long periods of time it hurts even more, he's usually gentle but we were so desperate that the pain didn't even register.

I groaned, holding onto the sheets tightly, my knuckles turning white. He started to pound into me, slamming his length inside me at a brutal pace, hitting my g spot directly.

"Bill!" I screamed out in pleasure, tears rolling down my cheeks. He smacked my ass roughly, causing me to yelp. He kneaded the flesh, digging his nails into it. "Oww!" I winced, he grunted and slammed himself in harder, "take it..scheiß schlampe" he degraded, spitting on my ass and smacking it again.

"Cum for me again..cmon schatz" he panted, thrusts quickening as I was reaching my orgasm, so close to exploding. "Shit!" I cried out, cumming all over his cock.

He groaned as he felt my pussy clench around his cock tightly, squirting his hot cum into me, coating my walls completely. He fell forward and flipped me over, pulling me onto his chest and stroking my hair softly.

"I missed you so much baby..fuck.." he tried to catch his breath, heart beating fast. I smiled and murmered "missed you more.." he chuckled "cmon let's go to sleep" pulling me in closer and wrapping his arms around me.

E/N: GIRL UR EYE NOO

tags: @itsmealaiah @tomscumdump @tomscumdoll @tomkaulitzloverr @ge-billsgf @syylss @estxkios @ballhair @charliesgoodboy

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slvt4tom · 2 days

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I actually have no idea wtf to write pls send something for me to do!! It's almost summer break so I fr need people to send stuff so I'm not bored watching freaking boondocks, vampire diaries, and like horror movies all summer without writing anything especially once I get back to school I'm gonna be gone for sooo long sometimes! So if u guys want something pls send it like blow up my inbox like it happens on Instagram 😭!!

🎀🎀🎀

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memzyyy · 3 months

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guys i promise you i’m not ignoring your requests (ik some go back into January😔 i swear i’m working on them)

have this before i disappear for another month :)

(tmi??) I NEED THIS BRO I NEED ITTT!!!!!!

obvi you know it has praise in it

NSFW DOWN BELOW

imagine being so needy but he’s too busy working !!!

your trying to hard to get him to bend you over and fuck you but he’s too busy for that so he has you grind against his thigh instead, praising you on how pretty your moans are as your slick covers his leg‼️

you whine and moan, kissing his neck while grinding your needy pussy on him; complaining on how you can’t make yourself cum without his cock but all he does is grip the flesh of your hips and presses you down on his thigh and making you ride it harder and faster as you quickly start approaching your orgasm!! <3

“atta girl, see? i knew you could cum without my cock… i know you want me to fuck you but your going to have to wait pretty girl.” as he leaves you wanting moreeeee!!!!!!!

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slutzyy · 11 months

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bill kaulitz x reader !

context: smut 18+, edging frm receiving, fingering, dirty dialogues, mocking,

“does it hurt, baby?”

a choked moan leaves your lips as bill brings his head up from between your thighs, lips covered in your essence. he rubs his fingers against the soft, damp skin of your upper thigh, dragging them up with feather-light touches until they ghost right above your drenched cunt. your thighs are held apart with his hands, the rings on his fingers leaving an imprint due to the pressure he applies to keep them apart.

“y-yes bill, it hurts so fuc-fucking bad,” you hiccup, eyes squeezing shut when he coos at you. he drags his fingers lightly around your hole, caressing the skin with the tip of his index and middle fingers.

“aw, that’s sad,” he chuckles, a bright glint in his eyes when he reaches to pull out a toy from the many others placed next to you on the bed.

you arch your back when the bullet vibrator is pressed against your clit, a broken cry reverberating throughout the room. bill can only grin as he turns the setting lower, forcing small circles on your swollen clit; and the grip you have on the sheets under you is so hard, you could almost tear them to shreds.

you can’t even form a coherent thought, let alone telling bill that you can’t cum anymore. it all comes out as blabbers, and bill couldn’t care any less.

“what was that, baby?” he asks, eyes glancing up your body as he pulls the vibrator away. you take a deep breath before loosening your grip on the sheets just the slightest, opening your mouth after swallowing your saliva to wet your dried throat.

“i-i can’t cum, please, i-it hurts,”

“i see, i see,” he nods, feigning understanding of your tiredness. he had you held in this position for not a second less than two hours; you couldn’t count on your fingers anymore how many times you’d cum throughout the night.

“but i’m having so much fun,” he fake pouts, bringing the vibrator down to your hole, prodding it against your entrance. he bites back a chuckle when you whine and your breathing intensifies, mouth dried up again as you leave it hanging open at the pain that slowly bleeds into pleasure throughout your lower half.

“aren’t you having fun?” he asks, eyes widening ever so slightly as he looks up at you in faux concern. the whines and cries leaving your lips are more than enough for the answer he wanted, thrusting the vibrator into your hole as he lowers his head back between your thighs.

licking at your clit, he grazes his teeth on it, keeping his pace with the vibrator as he takes the speed up a notch. you sob when you’re sure he isn’t stopping his ministrations any sooner, drool and tears staining your pretty lips. you’re pretty sure the neighbours are going to have a word with you tomorrow for troubling their sleep, but the way bill spread open your folds with two fingers to push in the vibrator, you couldn’t care to give a shit.

you think he’s going to pull away, the way you’re shuddering under his touch, desperate to release. but when he presses his lips to your entrance, you’re cumming harder than ever, spilling your juices around the buzzing vibrator and onto the bed.

“let me ask you that again,”

“does it hurt,?”

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starrykaulitz · 9 months

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could you write walking in on bill and tom jerking off (separately obviously)💀

$. caught.

☆ synopsis ; you walk in on bill and tom “pleasuring” themselves (SEPARATE SCENARIOS FOR EACH BROTHER!!)

★ pairing ; bill x fem!reader, tom x fem!reader

☆ word count ; 2121

★ warnings ; language, smut (18+), dirty talk?, fingering, oral (m and f receiving), masturbation.

a/n – hi so I cannot do headcannons to save myself so here are short lil drabbles of what unrealistically would happen if u walked in on them, hope this is okay :)

☆

BILL :

your face dropped, the bag once gripped within your hand—contents including aldi snacks—plummeted roughly to the floor beside you.

bill’s face mimicked your own, instantly turning a dark scarlet. he couldn’t get a hold of the blanket beside him fast enough as he attempted to cover the erection gripped within his right hand.

the room was filled with silence, not even breathing could be heard between the two of you before bill blinked for the first time in what felt to be hours.

“i-i am so sorry…” the boy stuttered, his voice throaty and sick as he instantly shut the laptop beside him.

“no, no…” you attempted to find the will to speak, to say anything to rid of the rising tension between his crotch and the way you almost began salivating at what you saw.

“its…” you began, though was harshly cut-off at the way you envisioned bill’s mouth hanging open, erotic moans and groans leaving his strong lungs as he watched your head bop up and down on what he once was touching himself.

you swallowed the thought, biting your bottom lip as the invisible restraints within you held you back from pouncing on the man and finishing what he had started.

“it’s my fault…” you finally let out, eyes roaming bill’s suggestive state-- sweat glistened on his fore-head, long-black locks clinging to his neck from the high he had been chasing, the way his shirt was prompted just above his star tattoo, revealing his flexed muscles as he lent against the bed-head—all making you do the rather rash thing in which your body found to be instinctive.

stalking forward, his dark eyes had not left yours once, studying each and every slight movement you made.

you felt the soft bedding beneath your knees as you climbed on top of the dumbfounded boy—god, he looked sexy without makeup.

he watched as your legs encircled his own, straddling him as you removed your jacket and threw it to the floor—he licked his lips, tongue ring present for only moments before he felt your hand at the peak of the sheet covering what you needed in your possession oh so gravely.

you shuffled backward, the blanket gripped in your shivering fingertips following in suit until it revealed his still hard cock. it was large, larger than what your eyes had first tasted.

the way the pre-cum seeped out of its tip was something you had only dreamed off—the position of your tongue licking the base of his cock something that bill had only seen within his heated fantasies.

he seethed as he watched your palm slowly spread your own spit, combined with his pre-cum, up and down his length. bills hand instantly met roughly with the blanket beneath him as he groped harshly at its soft fabric.

you couldn’t wait any longer—you needed to hear the pitiable boy beneath you whine. and as you licked his blossom-pink tip, his sounds did not disappoint. you began drawing circles around it before your throat slowly lowered to the base of his cock. you groaned as his size hit the back of your throat, eyes already beginning to water before you mentally prepared to finish what he’d started.

he cursed under his breath as his manicured hand pulled his shirt up higher on his stomach-- making sure to witness everything you’d been doing to his already close cock—the ironic situation being that he’d been jerking off to exactly what was now a reality.

your pace started unhurried as you could already feel the length twitching within your throat, figuring that he must’ve been close to finishing before you’d rudely barged in.

as your pace quickened, so did his rapid breathing. the way you began to gag on his dick only making him beyond vocal as he slurred on his words, fighting the moans which escaped his raw throat.

“fuck…” he whined again, “im s-so close…” bill’s mouth whining your name only made you accelerate your speed, instantly forcing another moan out of him.

“i-i…” his breath caught in his throat. he attempted to swallow it down with him though could only groan, teeth seething as he felt pure euphoria from your warm throat.

his head shot backward till it lent against the bed-head behind him, your eyes lifting to watch his chest rise and fall whilst your mouth dealt with his shuddering dick.

as you watched bill find the strength to bring his neck upward once-more, instantly locking eyes with your own, his mouth fell agape. the way your mouth engulfed his length so easily, the sound of your sloppy gagging on his cock, he couldn’t handle it.

“i-im coming…” his knuckles became white as he drilled them into the bed, moaning loudly as his long awaited high slammed into him, eyes rolling to the back of his head being followed by a string of curses.

you felt his warm seed hit the back of your throat, the salty taste soon fading as you lifted yourself off his dick hesitantly.

you held the taste on your tongue as your hands met with his chin, forcing his head off the support of the bed-board and drawing his attention to your mouth. you made him watch as his cum, once flattened against your tongue, now travelled down your throat. he panted through an open mouth, watching intently as you licked the excess liquid from your lips.

TOM :

“ill be right back.” you yawned, looking to bill who rested contentedly next to you, his eyes not leaving the TV screen for even a moment.

you were to make sure you were quick—going to the toilet, washing hands, and sprinting back downstairs as to not miss any of the movie—this was your initial plan.

as your feet leapt from one step too another—missing every second plank—you turned down the corridor until reaching the door in which you’d been looking for.

without a second thought, you rushed inside. immediately regretting your hasty choice, you jumped backward at the sight in front of you.

tom, leaning against the tiled wall within the shower, held his erection within his fist. as he heard the door swing open, he lifted his head instantly to the noise and jumped just as you had.

“tom, fuck!” you yelped before turning around and stamping your foot on the floor.

“how in fuck is this my fault!?” he screamed over the running water, “didn’t you hear the shower running?”

come to think of it, no, you hadn’t. you had been in too much of a rush to even realise someone had been inside the room you so desperately needed—your original motive instantly being forgotten after this crude incident.

“fuck, i’m sorry, alright?” you mumbled before making your way back to where you had just been—though suddenly something gripped at your wrist. you were met with wet, soggy fingers pulling you toward them.

tom had his well-known devilish smirk painted across his face, watching your shocked expression as you choked back a yelp once your face met with the warmth of running water.

“tom, fuck off!” it was too late to escape, you were soaked. you turned to face away from his naked body, eyes shut as his grip remained stagnant on your wrist.

the pyjama shorts and crop-top which were once white became only a transparent grey. as you realised this, your arms instantly wrapped around your body—no, they weren’t your arms; they were tom’s.

you felt his heavy, damp dreads fall to your shoulder as his face stopped beside your right ear.

“turn around.” he whispered against the delicate skin of your ear-lobe, your thighs instinctively pressing together as you felt a heat begin budding within you.

you had no choice but to oblige to his demand, and as you did, you were met with first, his naked legs, eyes moving upward until they reached his own brown-ones. his teeth were almost perfectly white, his smirk horribly irresistible as you watched him gradually lean into your neck, beginning to plant feverish kisses to it’s damp surface.

you couldn’t help but extend it for him further, allowing tom to fully take advantage of the space between you and your now soaked shirt—a good day to be bra-less.

you felt as his calloused fingers began roaming your curves, digging into your waist before your own fingers began pulling on his wet dreads—let loose and out of their usual up-do.

your thumb met his jaw, dragging his face out of your neck and toward your lips. instantly, his tongue licked at the corners of your mouth before entering. as they fought for dominance, fought for air, he had won, pushing you against the wall before he launched into groping at your exposed boobs.

he palmed at them, massaging them until his hands lowered to the hem of your shorts. you gasped as you felt his slick digit instantly enter your aching entry—he felt no need in preparing you.

“fuck, tom!” you clung to his back as your chests met one-another, slippery surfaces causing intense friction. his fingers curled inside you, causing you to cry out in pure pleasure as your nails dug into his back. you felt his mouth twist into an upward grin, he appreciated each and every noise leaving your plump lips.

then, another finger had begun pumping into you.

you whined his name against the crook of his neck, beginning to find it difficult to hold yourself upright as his pace only quickened, roughened.

then, he pulled himself away, your bodies parting making you whine as his warmth disappeared and you were hit with the steam of the shower. though as his fingers left you craving his touch, you watched tom kaulitz begin to get on his knees, his fingers swiping a group of dreads behind his ear before his hands gripped at the soft plush of your thighs.

parting them gently, soft lips trailed small kisses until they had reached your aching centre.

his fingers curled around your soaked shorts and pulled them to the floor, eyeing your clean bud before you felt his tongue lap at its folds.

again, you cried out his name amongst the sound of the running water which drummed against the tiles below.

the sensation of his lip-ring against your slick entrance caused your legs to go weak as his experienced tongue lapped up any juices he could. he was hungry, starving, eating you as if you were his prey.

“you taste…” another lick, “so fucking good.” he mumbled against you, causing intense vibrations to be sent straight to your uterus.

“keep going…” you mumbled, you couldn’t help but grip at the lose dread-locks hanging delicately around his jaw as he admired you from below—watching each erotic expression you made which only helped the hand that had begun working at himself.

he had been so desperate to please you for so long-- long enough to make him kneel to you and praise your pussy.

you looked down, watching as the hand working at himself caused his eyes to shut tightly. his free hand began to snake its way to your lower stomach, pressing down gently against it, forcing another whine out of you as you felt yourself nearing closer and closer to your end.

“im so close… please…” you begged as your head hit the fogged tiles behind you—the same tiles in which tom had been leaning on for support only moments ago.

and as his tongue entered you one final time, his enflamed lips rubbing against your sensitive clit, you felt your guts twist and pull until you’d felt your high hit you.

you moaned his name over and over as euphoria layered itself upon your heavy eye-lids, squeezing them shut as you felt tom lick your slick away, before finally his tongue glided over his lips—they were covered your juices.

you looked below, eyes meeting with the white liquid which now lay on tom’s tanned thighs. your breath was heavy, laboured, and your body felt to be on fire as you fought against the shower’s mist.

you noticed that tom had been in a similar state, his position painting him in a completely different light as he slowly lifted himself from his knees to an up-right position—you forgot how tall he was as he towered over your now pathetic, trembling body.

“take off the shirt, I can see everything anyways.”

#tom kaulitz #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz smut #tom kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz x oc #tokio hotel smut #bill kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz x reader

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imaslutforbill · 2 days

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alllllllright who cropped me out

#bill kaulitz #tokio hotel #bill kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel x reader #bill kaulitz smut

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coc4ine-on-myshirt · 11 months

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SEPERATE HEADCANONS OF TOKIO HOTEL SMUT<3

Of course, I wasn’t sure if you wanted all of them so I just did bill and Tom but if you wanted me to do Georg and Gustav too I’ll do them in a separate one:)

how they are in bed

𖤐𐬿Summary: how the kaulitz twins are in bed.

𖤐𐬿contents: smut just smut.

BILL KAULITZ

I feel like he’s a switch but leans more towards soft dom.

He will absolutely go crazy if you pull his hair or anything like that.

Would love giving you head like he would spend hours eating you out if he could.

OH MY GOD HIS TONGUE PIERCING WOULD FEEL LIKE HEVAN DOWN THERE.

Doesn’t mind you giving him head but prefers it the other way round.

I don’t think he’d be too loud in bed but would occasionally let out a few whimpers and moans if he’s really into it.

I would see y’all having soft and passionate sex most of the time but if he’s really stressed he will take it out on you in bed.

High sex>>>>>

Loves when you’re on top it makes him go crazy.

Would be down to try new kinks and things but prefers to keep it how it is.

Praise him please 😭

Would degrade you a little bit but not too much.

TOM KAULITZ

Complete opposite from bill.

He’s a dom all the way.

LOVES when you give him head, you definitely give him head at least three times a day.

He loves quickies everywhere y’all go youse end up doing a quickie in the bathroom or car.

Would call you a good girl.

Car sex>>>>

Youse have definitely been caught in the act by one of the band mates.

Honestly this mf his horny 24/7

If he’s had a rough day or if he mucked up at a concert he will definitely take his anger and frustration out on you.

Would love doggy style

I honestly don’t really see him degrading you unless he’s in a real bad mood.

Again praise him too 🙏

He’s not very vocal during it he might let out a few grunts and groans here and there but nothing more.

A/N: sorry if this is bad I tried but I hope you liked it :)

#tokio hotel #smut #tokio hotel x reader #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #x reader #tokio hotel smut #bill kaulitz smut #tom kaulitz smut #viral #headcanon

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d0wn-in-the-morgue · 1 day

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MEWOEMIWEOWMOEXIDWOMXWWDMXX

#bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz smut #hands #lord help me #somebody sedate me #tokio hotel #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel smut #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #georg listing #gustav schäfer

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tomkaulitzsjuicyballs · 2 days

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masters list

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *

Bill Kaulitz:

Overstimulated - smut

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Tom Kaulitz:

Hair - smut

Drunk - fluff

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Georg Listing:

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Gustav Schäfer:

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *

I'm still making stories so it's not much but !! idc :3

& hopefully the links actually work .

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rette-mich · 3 months

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Bill and Tom in the Maldives

#bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz smut #tom kaulitz x reader #georg listing #gustav schäfer #2000s

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aesthetic-bbyg · 9 months

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HEY EMO BOY - Bill K.

In which you dedicate your performance to your celebrity crush, but he doesn’t know until the press gets ahold of it.

Bill Kaulitz x fem!reader

AUTHORS NOTE: this idea may be floating somewhere on somebody else’s blog but this I just came up myself so I’m not trying to copy nobody! I also had to change some of the lyrics for the sake of the story! Thx bbyg’s <33

Pt 2!

YOU LET OUT A HEAVY BREATH, finishing up the song, you reached down for the bottle of water by your feet, chugging the last of it. The concert has reached it’s final song, and you’ve got an idea that you’ve been planning for weeks. The crowd is still booming with shrieks, practically making the whole place rumbled. A grin appeared on your lips as you walked over to the microphone.

“Can you guys keep a secret?” You questioned as the crowd yelled in return, you giggled and a felt an overwhelming feeling of joy fill your body. “Well, I have a huge crush on this guy who totally doesn’t know I exist.” A string of boos followed after. “You guys may know him, he’s German, he’s the lead singer of a band, I believe he has a twin brother.” Within moments the crowd began to screamed, realizing who it was, there weren’t many German lead singers who have a twin brother, well..not that you knew of. You had a proud smirk on you face, bitting your lip to contain more nervous giggles from slipping out. “I think he suuper hot, so I decided to make a song about him, you guys ready?”

“Yeah!” At the sound of their approval the song immediately began to sound through the massive speakers scattered through the stage. You gripped the bedazzled microphone in your neatly manicured hands, the lights flickered with pretty pink colors, radiating your signature color as it reflected off your diamond studded belt. You couldn’t contain the large smile as you lifted the mic to your mouth.

“Saw this boy at the mall last week, got the kinda look to me me freak!” You skipped around the stage, your denim mini shorts riding farther up your thighs then it already was. “That long ass hair with the tightest jeans, my chemical romance on his tee.” You ran a smooth hand down your body, exaggerating your attraction towards him. “He looked so sick like he was dying, if I said he wasn’t hot then I’d be lying. Please, handsome, don’t be coy. Come on fuck me emo boy!”

The repetition of the lyrics echoed throughout the large stadium, it was actually hilarious how such a large crowd of people jumped and shouted come on fuck me emo boy, over and over again. You giggled, raising the microphone back to your lips, “This boy just unlike the rest, one look and I bitch I loose my breath. Wanna fuck in the back of the hot topic? Lift me up and then I drop it. He’s with his band, goin on tour. Should I go? Well, bitch, for sure!” Your favorite was coming up, it was a little explicit but what would be the fun if it wasn’t? “He might not look he gets bitches but honey that dick is eleven inches.”

With your pearly teeth out, your lips stretched into large smile you bounced around the stage, hearing the the beat blast into your ear drum. A collection of things were thrown onto the stage, it was a common reoccurrence during all your concerts. People would launched flowers, letters, bras, sunglasses, and far to many things that just piled up on the floor until you finished your set list and had all the gifts delivered to your dressing room. You admired your fans, the way their wristbands glowed in the dark night, the creative posters that were raised above their heads, it was hard to grasp onto it sometimes but the feeling never failed to make you proud.

“Hey, hey, hey emo boy!” The song had concluded, though the fans were far from quiet, you gave them a polite bow as the crew behind you began to pack up all the instruments. You were stuck in your spot, waving to all the giddy people who nearly broke down the barricade in excitement. “Thank you! Hugs and kisses to all of you who made it here tonight, I love you guys!” Your feet began to move towards the backstage, a part of you absolutely devastated that the show ended, but also relieved to get some rest. Although, before you could fully leave you jogged back over to the microphone. “And make sure to keep the song a secret from the emo hottie.” With that, you walked towards your assistant, Teresa, who held a bottle of water ready for you.

“You looked amazing, baby!” The dark haired girl giggled as you took the cool liquid and let it run down your sore throat.

“Thank you, I felt amazing!” You smiled, “Was the song good? It wasn’t too much, was it?”

“Absolutely not, the song was great, and I’m proud that you finally got around to preforming it.” Your assistant grinned, “It’ll definitely get his attention.”

“Yeah, well, that’s the goal.” You mumbled, looking over at your dressing room, ready to go in and remove all the makeup and heavy accessories you had on till you noticed that your name tag was gone from the front door. “Hey, what happened to my name tag?”

Teresa looked over, “Oh, they’re replacing it because Tokio Hotel is preforming here tomorrow.”

“What!” You nearly chocked on your water, eyes practically bulging out of your face as you stared back at your assistant. “Why didn’t you tell me that they were literally preforming here the day after me?”

“To be fair I didn’t know until they started moving stuff around.” Right as the words left her mouth a random man came over and slipped in a paper to the plastic cover on the front door. It wasn’t a mistake, the bold letter stated back at you: TOKIO HOTEL

“Well, I’m most definitely fucked.”

“BILL!” TOM PRACTICALLY ran across the tour bus, holding his baggy pants up in one hand while the other held a laptop. His twin sat on the couch, munching on a pack of sour candy. “Bill, you have to look at this!”

Bill stared at his brother with furrowed brows, wondering what has gotten him so giddy and grinning like a child. That was until the laptop was shoved in his face, some random article pulled up with some dramatized title that he didn’t even want to read. “What is this?”

“Read it!”

POP STAR, Y/N L/N WRITES EXPLICIT SONG TO GERMAN LEAD SINGER, BILL KAULITZ; COULD THIS BE THE START OF A NEW ROMANCE?

Bill’s fingers slid on the mouse pad, scrolling the through the article as his eyes quickly scanned the words in front of him. “This surely isn’t about me, Tom, it’s just fake news that they’re trying to shove down people’s throats.”

“Don’t be stupid, Bill, the y/n l/n is crushing on you and dropping subtle hints, hence, the song about wanting to fuck you.” Tom shook his brothers shoulders proudly, his grin wide.

A hue of red spread on Bill’s pale skin, clicking on the attached video that gave him the whole performance. Sure enough, there you were, singing a song about wanting to fuck an emo boy. “I don’t know, Tom.”

The oldest twin let out a groan, “Bill, she wants you, think about it. She’s our age and she says that the song is dedicate to a German lead singer who is touring with his band.” He had a good point, and that’s what made Bill smile a bit, it made a puff of pride filled his chest. “That’s what I’m talking about.” Tom laughed, “She wants you, Bill, and I wouldn’t want to pass up on that.”

“Enough.” Bill sheepishly smiled, closing the laptop and shoving into Tom’s chest, curling up on the couch as he felt a wave of heat wash over him. If the song was about him, and you meant what you said, then it really turned him on. He couldn’t help it, his already tight skinny jeans grew tighter.

“BILL, WHAT ARE YOURE opinions on y/n l/n new song about?”

“Bill is it true that you are y/n’s baby daddy?”

“Bill look over here!”

“Are you and y/n a couple?”

A flood of questions and bright, flashing lights came his way as he made his way towards the doors of the venue. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, attempting to move past the paparazzi and avoid there strange questions. His band mates followed behind him, struggling to keep up with him due to the crowding. He finally let out a breath of relief as he made his way inside. The flashing cameras replaced with colorful lights and the screaming substituted with the shaky bass of the music booming from the dance floor. Tom had already separated himself from the group, going off to the bar to try and find a new girl to bring to his hotel. Georg had dropped out, opting on talking with his girlfriend through phone all night instead. Gustav had also followed Tom to the bar, craving alcohol in his system.

The crowd of people were familiar, he had seen some of them at the event from before, there were many famous faces. Yet he stood by a wall, eyes looking around awkwardly, despite the many times he’d been to these events he always had to ease his way in throughout the night. After a few drinks he’d start getting loose, but for the moment he’d just scan the dance floor till he caught someone he knew.

That’s when he gaze was in trapped by a spark, a beautiful glow that confidently bounced on the dance floor, happily dancing. It was you, you were dancing with your friend, a half drunken drink in your hand while your swing your hips and shimmy you chest with a surge of confidence. The short dress having to constantly be tugged down your plush thighs, as you giggled, you felt something. A sense of being watched, but there was hundreds of people around, and a lot of them liked to stare.

You leaned into your friends ear, excusing yourself to the bathroom, you heels carried you to through the crowds of drunk people and to a small opening where you could go to the bathroom. Bill’s eyes watched your every move, were you coming towards him or was he fucking crazy? He nervously stared at you, your features became more clear, it was you. Y/n l/n. You were getting closer, he felt his breath hitch, what was he going to say? Well, he didn’t have to worry since you walked right past him, eyes not sparing him a glance as you rushed into a hallway. He furrowed his brows, staring as your figure disappeared, it was then that he noticed many people exiting and passing to enter the same hallway you just entered. He glanced up and saw the clear sight that read. RESTROOM.

He huffed, crossing his arms with a frown, maybe it was a sigh that he should talk to her but now it he had to wait till you walked back out. Finally, you left the restroom, shoving the lipgloss back into your bra and strutting out. You were excited to go back to dancing, a big smile on you lip, that was until a large hand wrapped itself around your wrist, tugging you back before you could go any farther. You looked back with furrowed brows, you had to crane you eyes up to look at who was the man behind the touch. You mouth went dry, eyes widening, your knees nearly giving out and dropping you on the dirty floor of the venue.

It was Bill fucking Kaulitz, the emo boy you made a whole song about. The song in which was leaked and slapped on every article with your name in the title. You were so happy that the lighting covered the blush that warmed your face. He leaned down, lips brushing you ear, hand still wrapped on on your wrist.

“Hey, I’m Bill.” His hot breath fanned against the shell of your ear, he could smell the faint scent of your perfume, it was intoxicating. “I like your music.” He pulled away, a smug smirk on his face as you swallowed the lump in your throat. His accent was much more hotter in person then it was in the interviews you watched on TV.

“T-Thank you.” You replied, but he simply gave you a confused look. You sighed, attempting to reach his ear, “I said thank you, I like your music as well.”

He nodded, “Thank you, it seems as though one of your songs has gotten quite popular, people have told me all about it.”

You needed to pull yourself together, this was a moment you’ve been waiting for and you couldn’t back down. So you rubbed your lips together, spreading the shiny, sticky gloss. You gazed up at him through your lashes, a flirty smile on your face. “Yeah, I was hoping you’d say.”

“Yeah?” He raised a pierced brow, “Why’s that?”

“You’re the only one I wrote the song for, of course.” You giggled, watching his expression change, he was surprised on how upfront you were about it. You were proud, cocky almost, it turned him on. “So, did you like it?” He nodded in response. “You wouldn’t mind doing what the lyrics say, do you?”

“No.” He replied, watching your smile widen. “I can take you back to my hotel and do exactly what you want me to do, schatz.”

You were getting giddy, you running a hand up his arms, staring up at his smoky eyes with lust. You bit your bottom lip, “Can you kiss me?” A small smirk played on his lips as he leaned down, leaving a slow kiss on your lips. Your hands were on his cheek, leaning up and desperately kissing his lips. His hands wandered, feeling you up in the tight pink dress you were in. Though his same hands seemed to favor a spot in particular, you ass, they ran up and down your sides before they eventually planted themselves there. His head was titled to the side, neck curved down to reach your height and to continue kissing your additive lips. He pulled away, lips sticky with you gloss before he trailed it down to your jaw and neck, his cheeky hands squeezed the flesh. You gasp, allowing him to suck lightly while the music blasted in your ears but it was all tuned out as you focused on the sensation of his tacky lips kissing your skin.

You were most definitely gonna fuck this emo boy tonight.

Y’ALL WANT A PART TWO W SMUT? Either way I’ll probably write one bc this game out better then I expected🤭🤭🤭

#bill kaulitz imagine #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #hey emo boy #bill kaulitz fic #bill kaulitz x you #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz #bill kaulitz smut #Tokio hotel imagine #fluff

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