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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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ccbunnv · 6 hours

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why is the fandom so dead please come back alive

im working on a bill x virgin reader smut

i'll post it out soon

i promise

i'm not dead

me, tucking myself back into bed after saying that shit:

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lowkeyrobin · 1 day

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Can u do like general dating bill kaulitz headcannons I swear I only ever see NSFW

yeah of course!!! ; and dw I feel the same way 😭 I beg of fandoms in general to at least just use the smut tag properly that way ppl can filter it / just tag smut instead of ___ smut lmaoo ; thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy!!

BILL KAULITZ ; dating shenanigans

summary ; dating stuff with Bill!

warnings ; language

word count ; 430

masterlist

matching piercings are a must I'm afraid

you share clothes religiously, especially if you have opposite clothing aesthetics, it just be that way

lots of matching jewelry too, if not, then bracelets at least

belts are just a universally traded item for you two idk

he loves just getting to know you more each and every day, like the music you listen to, he'll participate in your hobbies with you, you'll go shopping together etc etc

he always brings you along for shopping trips / sprees, he needs to make sure he looks hot 😔🙏

lovesss taking pictures with you 🫶

you 100% have matching tattoos (took like three or four years to get them though, obviously)

he does the hugging you from behind and stuffing his hands in your pockets thing 🤞

you met at an instrument store/workshop whatever you call it

tom needed one of his guitars re-stringed and he came along

you were restocking stuff around the shop and his eyes landed on you

BAM

instantly fell in love. you're literally like the love at first sight / friends to lovers dynamic

tom obviously caught on and gave his brother the balls to go talk to you

he doesn't even know why he's nervous, probably because he doesn't know how to start conversation, but he decided to compliment your hair

most the weird parasocial fangirls aren't your biggest fan but the nice ones adore you

you never even really went 100% public, you were at most just hanging out in public, everything else stayed private for a multitude of reasons (understandable)

tom is literally your biggest shipper

georg and gustav are like your nephews 💀

got a whole family out of one dude fr

you confessed first

he didn't think you'd like him back so he gave up on his crush on you

like sir stuffing a crush away and continuing to basically love that person isn't gonna help

you got him some flowers and got him a signed cd from one of his idols and asked him out

literally freaked out 😭

"do you wanna go out sometime?"

"YES! YES! OH MY GOSH YES"

finally, songs that would kinda summarize your relationship!

love on the brain ; rihanna

give ; sleep token

take me back to eden ; sleep token

the summoning ; sleep token

every time you leave ; i prevail & delaney jane

him ; tokio hotel

angel eyes ; new years day & chris motionless

1000 years ; bush & amy lee

alkaline ; sleep token

as young as we are ; tokio hotel

love who loves you back ; tokio hotel

#lowkeyrobin #tokio hotel x reader #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz x you #gender neutral reader #gn reader #they/them reader #bill kaulitz oneshot #tokio hotel fanfic

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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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sku1l-b4e · 1 month

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"These damn ribbons..."

(c.ai is pissing me off so I made it here 😭)

Summary: You pulled a silly prank on Tom now he's annoyed :(

Category: fluff/angst (?) to smut 🤭 Warnings: swearing, objects breaking, doggy style, marking, dom!Tom, sub!reader, poorly translated German (Google), the writers inner Wattpad writing coming back out.

I apologize in advance. 😮‍💨

It's maybe around 11:30AM, maybe a little later, but you had been up for hours, bored out of your mind. Tom had been asleep for God knows how long, he didn't even stir when she tried to wake him and hour ago, so you had an idea. It has been a while since you had played a joke on Tom, he was always doing it to you, so why not return the favor?

You had straddled his hips as he slept on his stomach, your fingers fiddling with the baby pink bows and his dirty blonde dreadlocks, tying the ribbons around the ends as tightly as your hands could. But, you weren't a monster wanting to ruin his image, so you had loosened them slightly so he could roll them off if needed but they wouldn't be untied, Tom can't untie ribbons. You had worked on your little plan for over half an hour, closer to 45 minutes before you finished, you got off him, kissed the crown of his head and left the room.

Now you were sat in the living room, both hands to your mouth to stifle the soft giggles leaving your lips as you hear your boyfriend grumbling in German from the shared bedroom. You could hear him groaning and huffing, probably bent over to look into your vanity mirrors in order to try and untie the ribbons you so gracefully bestowed upon Tom. After a couple minutes, the grumbling stops and a yell echoes through the otherwise quiet house.

"Diese verdammten Bögen!" Your head looks over to your slightly ajar bedroom door, as if you could see Tom struggling behind it. "Scheiße!"

A bang stills the house, the only noise being Tom's laboured breathing as you silently stand up and make your way to the bedroom. "Baby..?" You call out quietly to him as you enter the room, closing the door behind you, your soft eyes landing on Tom who was bend over, his head and forearms on the white desk of your vanity, the stool somehow the other side of the room, must've been the cause of the bang. Your eyes gaze at your boyfriend with both curiosity and worry, it seems he had tightened the bows instead of undoing them. Tom grunts and stands up straight, not turning to face you just yet.

You walk over to him, your bare feet padding softly against the wooden floor as you step on and off the rug in the center of the room. You reach Tom and gently places your hands on his shoulder blades, guiding your fingers up to his dreads and gently loosening the bows which seem to have caused Tom so much trouble. You feel his eyes boring into yours and a shiver runs up your spine, the familiar feeling of arousal seeping through you. Just because of his gaze, wow.

It takes 10-20 minutes before the final bow comes off and falls to the floor, Tom notices this and he tensed up slightly, turning around to finally face you. Your head tilts backwards to meet his gaze, giving him a small smile. "I'm sorry, I didn't think it would cause you that much trouble..." Your soft voice breaks the silence, the air thick with a tension you couldn't describe. He grunts again, rolling his eyes before crouching slightly and hooking his hands beneath your plush thighs, lifting you up and walking you across the room where he drops you onto the bed, the squishy mattress forcing you to bounce a couple times.

--⋆.ೃ࿔*:･. (NSFW)

You can't think straight, not when Tom's cock is pistoning itself in and out of your sloppy cunt. This had been going on for over an hour now, he had you in the doggy style position, pushing your face down into the comfy pillows he had slept on, his scent forcing its way into your nose whilst his hands grip your hips, his hip bones connecting with your ass with every brutal thrust.

"What is going through that head of yours, hm? Almost ruining my image just for a giggle." He spits out, burying his face into your neck as letting his teeth nip at your soft skin. You can't even respond, his aggressive thrusts pushing the air of your lungs. The only noises that leave you are muffled moans and whines, your own hips desperately trying to match his rhythm, but he's going too fast. Besides, he's holding your body in place while he uses it for his own pleasure, his cock stretching your tight cunt out, his mouth marking you as his, his hands kneading at your flesh. "Fuck... Fuck, I'm sorry... God..." You finally managed to reply, your voice strained and muffled, his thrusts forcing your body to jolt with each thrust. "Not good enough, baby." He whispers into your ear, his lips and tongue leaving behind a large hickey just beneath it.

How many times had you cum? 3, 4? Maybe even 5? God knows, but however many times, your body was starting to give in completely, black spots pop up into your vision as you feel your pussy clenching around Tom's dick, your walls fluttering as you cry out. Your back arches, your eyes rolling back into your head as you cum around the 8 inches within you. He hadn't even bothered to put on condom, thank God your birth control ACTUALLY worked.

You know Tom is finally getting close to cumming, his thrusts becoming faster, more aggressive, yet sloppy. A string of German dirty talk escapes his lips as his hips speed up even more, it almost feels unnatural with how fast he can go...

He gives one final thrust, burying himself deep within you, right next to your cervix, as he lets out a groan that almost comes out as a growl, his mouth finding your shoulder and biting into it, his teeth sinking in and causing your body to tense and squirm. Her wraps his arms around your stomach from behind, holding you against his own stomach as he starts to slowly thrust again, riding out his high. He peppers kisses from the bite up to your ear, his hips now grinding against yours instead of thrusting. "God, mein schönes Mädchen..." He whispers, his perfectly plump lips sucking on the nape of your neck as your legs give in, forcing him to hold you up.

I haven't written smut in YEARS... I low-key hate it 😔🤞🏻

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billskeis · 4 months

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bill smut where he has a sort of wet dream and eats out the reader in her sleep (w her consent ofc) and then she softly rides him once she wakes up because theyre both pretty tired since its like late?? TYY

ᡣ𐭩 sleepy sex w bill

eyes wide open, bill couldn’t help but softly groan at the growing tightness in his pants. his highly vivid imaginations during the night had led him to dream about you and him engaging in well.. some very, indecent activities.

he knows exactly what to do about this, problem.

turning to his left side, he looks at your sleeping body. turned away from him cuddling the plush that he bought for you on one of your first dates. it specifically was a hedgehog and you wanted that one because it reminded you of him.

he wishes that were him you were hugging. and due to the lack of attention he’s receiving, decides that now is the time for payback.

lucky for him, all you wore to bed that night was a tank top and your panties. this for him, by all means, gives him easy access to what he desires the most. sliding down the bed to reach your lower body, he slides his hands up and down your legs, feeling the supple skin under his touch.

inhaling a deep breath, his fingers meet the edges of your panties to which he begins to slide down your legs ever so slowly, allowing them to hook at the ends of your ankles.

squirming a bit, he firmly holds your thighs down with each of his hands, head leaning into your cunt to lick a long stripe.

drawing his tongue between your folds, he’ll occasionally switch from doing that, inserting his tongue in and suckling on your clit. this leads you to stir awake from your slumber, grabbing onto the black locks on his head from in between your legs.

“b-bill..” “m’ sorry meine liebe..but i need you so bad right now.”

he’s now licking up and down your folds, your stomach clenches and you moan softly to the sensation, half hoping it won’t stop but also it does so you can go back to sleep. your mind is all scrambled as his tongue abuses your cunt.

“fuck..” “mm? feels good doesn’t it?”

lifting his head up, he wipes his chin, “get up baby.” his demand leads you to oblige to his words, he sits up, torso leaning on your headboard. your body heavy, yearning for slumber, but you want to be good for bill because he was so generous to eat you out.

holding his hand out under your cunt, you lower your body slightly to grind on his hands, pads of his fingers hitting the right spot leading your legs to sway a bit. he then frees his obvious hard on from his boxers, slathering the wet juices from your pussy onto the tip of his dick, mixing his precum with yours together.

bills hands snake around your ass, kneading it to then guide your hips closer to his. aligning his tip to your entrance, his mouth falls agape as soon as he enters you. “h-holy fuck yes..” bill can’t help but moan, it’s been a while since you guys done it and the sensation feels just as good as it has before.

you shudder with every inch of dick sliding into you, not only is he long but he’s big. it makes you laugh mentally to think someone this cute has such a big dick and knows how to use it.

“you okay baby?” he asks, placing a kiss on your lips, “mhm,”nodding, he begins to lift you up and down his length.

as you ride bill, you can’t help but moan softly. it’s late, and you’re tired, but holy shit.. his length hits all places good, the tip of his dick hits a certain spot that sends electricity up your body.

your legs are all achy, pain surges through your lower body, “m’ so tired bill..” shaking your head to initiate that you can’t move anymore. but instead bill holds your hair tight, fingers entangled with your hair, “nuh uh, no stopping, i’m close.. please, baby..”

a sob emits from your body, but you had to admit, you yourself are also close to release. you lean your chest to lay on bill’s while softly riding him. it’s not until the certain sensation from your clit rubbing on his lower abdomen with the added pleasure from his dick slowly and deeply hitting your g spot that you shake from orgasm.

trying to ride it out, bill can’t help but hold you still while thrusting up into you. you yelp as bill overstimulates you, having just came, you feel his ropes of cum paint your insides.

heavy breathing is all that’s heard from inside your shared bedroom, is he done? you hope your tired body he is.

bill gently lifts you off from his body, shuddering as you feel his dick slip out your sensitive cunt, he gets up from the bed to grab tissue. wiping him off to then clean up the cum from between your legs.

discarding the tissue to a nearby garbage, he comes back into bed finding you already laying down so quickly, “hold on princess, just one more thing.” he slips up the panties that were dangling off your ankles right back onto your body. to your surprise bill softly smacks your ass which leads you to yelp, him snorting at your reaction. “bill!” “what??”

laying down he begins peppering you with kisses, he hugs your waist and brings you closer to him. “thank you so much my love, i’ll make sure to make it up to you,” you scoff, “you better bill, you just woke me up from my beauty sleep.” he giggles and just kisses you again, “g’night schatz,” “night bill.”

you wondered for a bit, bill’s libido isn’t as high as you’ve always thought it to be.. so why tonight out of all nights? but that’s a discussion for another night.

that is, this becomes a daily occurrence and you just end up finding out on your own that his libido is definitely WAY HIGHER than you suspected ;).

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel smut #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x y/n #bill kaulitz x you #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz smut #2000s #fyp

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rafesbimbo · 16 days

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tom loves when his girl rides him

you have an oral fixation…

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starrykaulitz · 10 months

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$. kissing girls

☆ synopsis ; you can’t help but feel as a certain ‘emo’ boy behind to eye-fuck you from across the room. (based on this bit in the ‘scream mv’)

★ pairing ; bill x fem!reader

☆ word count ; 2388

★ warnings ; sex, p in v, language, smut (18+), dirty talk?, fingering, idk girl on girl??, overstimulation.

a/n ; i made this like a month ago and finished it only now so if its all over the place thats why mb lmao

☆

the lights were dimmed, your eyes squinted as you felt your most recent drink flood your head– vision blurry and mind spinning. the music hummed in your ears as you felt the press of another behind you. someone's hands ran down your waist, causing you to turn and face their owners

you were met with a girl, smirking as she looked you up and down, you returned the same look and wrapped your hands around her neck, allowing for the beat to create a rhythm between you two.

though you had been what your friends called ‘drunk’, your senses only seemed to have heightened as your hairs pricked upward, feeling the stare of another. your eyes searched the room until they fell upon the other pair which had been unashamedly enjoying the view of your hips twisting and turning.

he wore dark make-up, dark clothing, and had dark hair done-up in a way in which you’d never seen before. not only did this man intrigue you, you found him rather attractive- dismissing the fact that you’d also secretly been enjoying the eye-fuck which he’d been giving what seemed to only be you.

he was leaning cooly against the wall– away from the party's congested dance floor which you’d been almost in the middle of– next to him, another tall man who wore clothes of considerable size, his dreaded hair poking out of the flat cap which seemed to cover the majority of his face.

though he wasn’t your point of interest– somehow in the span of a few seconds the emo boy seemed to have become the pursuit for this party– and by how he was soaking in every inch of your figure, you seemed to be his too.

then, pulling away from the ravishing eye-contact, you’d face the girl again– placing her mouth next to her ear.

“you gay?” you shrilled into her ear, attempting to communicate over the blaring noise.

“don’t thinks so.”

“okay, good.” and without a second thought, you took a hold of her hand and began to drag her out of the dance floor and up to the stairs leading to a balcony– another part of the house which overflowed with drunken teenagers.

as you began to climb the stairs, you made one quick look behind you in hopes that the mysterious emo would be following, and to your surprise, he was nowhere to be found. You scowled for only a moment before finally holding your head high, making your way through the crowd and to the couch located against the wall. as you propped yourself onto it, the girl followed in suit. slowly, your hand traveled to the back of her neck as your mouth found itself in a familiar position.

“can I kiss you?” you whispered into her ear.

“ofcourse!” she beamed before seconds later, she planted her lips on yours. they were soft, feminine, a feeling unfamiliar to your mouth–though you embraced it.

the girl slowly pushed you down until she had been straddling you, causing a few cooies before what seemed to be the entirety of the upstairs party began cheering you on.

taking advantage of this moment, you ran your hand through her hair and allowed your tongues to mix. as the noises of others became louder, your eyes fluttered open, lips still planted on hers. instantly, you were met with the familiar eye-shadowed face which you’d been hoping to catch the attention of. he had only been a few feet away– dark eyes fixed on you, filled with what seemed to be a mix of lust and curiosity– he used his forearm to lean against the wall, studying the act taking place in front of him.

you smirked against the girls lips, tongues still moving together as your gaze stayed fixed on the mysterious boys. a smirk gradually painted his face as his stare followed you, head tilting to appreciate your different angles.

with hesitation, you closed your eyes once more before carrying the kiss into an upright position, sloppily separating your lips from one-another. the girl instantly chuckled– a few seconds passed and you’d joined her.

though through the laughter and cheers of your now audience members, your head rotated until it was facing the boy who seemed to be in the same position he was in only moments ago. then, through his longing stare, a sparkle of something– he began to move away from the wall and down the corridor located behind him.

you stood from the couch in a hurry, thanked the girl, then began to follow the tall boy– straightening your mini-skirt in the process. you turned the corner and watched as the boy walked into an open-door– presumed to be a bathroom. as your legs shakily carried your now heavy body, you hesitantly entered.

there he was, hands buried deep in the pockets of his black skinny jeans. though his feminine appearance denied him, he had a certain look of dominance scarring his face.

“hi…” was all you could mutter.

“some act out there.” he mumbled only moments before he crashed his lips into yours. your eyes widened in shock, though as his soft hands met your cheeks, you couldn’t help but allow him to take over.

your mouths naturally found a quick and heavy rhythm. he backed you into the door you’d just entered through, locking it in the process as you began fighting for air. you instantly felt your body burning up with lust as he pushed up against your front, earning a small muffled moan from you.

as his tongue began exploring the crevices of your mouth, the cold metal of his tongue piercing seemed to make your legs go weak at the knee. his hands slowly caressed your neck, wide fingers gripping into it as he tilted your head to the side, revealing a clear canvas of skin to begin painting his hickies on.

the small bites and sucks brought out small moans from you as you gripped onto his hair-sprayed filled locks. slowly, his hands began exploring your body, appreciating every curve and bump which your physique presented. as he found the hem of your shirt, his long fingers slowly made their way underneath the thin fabric, his mouth leaving your neck only to lift the shirt over your head, throwing it behind him as his mouth rushed back to your plump, lipstick smeared lips.

his hands traveled to the back of your lace bra and unclasped it with ease, a small smirk presenting itself as his action impressed you.

slowly, his lips lowered themselves to your collarbone, licking and sucking for a few seconds before you felt cold fingers hovering over the buttons of your mini-skirt. one had been undone, then the next. he slid them into the skirt, slowly rubbing circles over the fabric of your underwear. “fuck…”

and with that, he began to devour your lips again, fingers working even harder at the sensitive nub of your aching core. suddenly, his digits had found the entrance to your underwear. feeling flesh against flesh made your eyes roll to the back of your head before he’d pushed a single finger in.

“you're so wet.” he mumbled against your lips, breath hitching in his throat as he moaned at the sensation of your slick entrance.

your head lolled backward until it was resting against the door–you needed something to hold onto as his pace quickened within you. you bit your lip as you felt his teeth bite into your neck again, holding back a loud moan.

his second digit entered you, beginning to feel your core tighten around it. the familiar high had been approaching after only a matter of minutes had passed. the man was skilled with his fingers, their pace pumping into you insistently before you felt your legs begin to tremble.

“cum on my fingers…” he mumbled into your ear before nibbling on its tip, making you bite harder into your lip.

and following his orders, you’d come undone on this stranger's fingers as you pathetically failed in hiding your whines.

“fuck!” you squealed as his fingers continued pumping into you as he watched your mouth hang open in an ‘o’ whilst your eyes squinted at the overstimulation.

“you look so pretty like this…” you clutched onto his neck eagerly, his smirk only widening at your desperate grip.

“i knew as soon as i saw you that you’d make pretty noises.” he almost whined before finally his fingers slowed their rapid pace, leaving your aching hole and placing them in his mouth.

he hummed at the taste of you, his eyes soaking in how pathetic you’d looked as your legs shook and your head fell against the door.

his fingers left his mouth with a pop, and before you knew it, he’d grabbed your hand and dragged you to the sink, lifting your hips until you were propped on top of the vanity.

as his height had allowed you to now be face-to-face, his lips met with your once again. hunger filled his tongue as it explored your now familiar mouth, his hands ravaging your body before he removed your panties and threw them to the floor.

“what’s your name?” he huffed within the kiss,

you answered with your name, he returned his own. bill.

your breath was hot against one-another as your hands snaked to bill’s belt, beginning to undo it and finding the tent within his boxers with haste.

he winced as you made contact with his erection, forcing him to withhold the kiss as you began palming at his boxers.

“fuck…” he cursed under his breath, eyes squinting as his head fell low in ecstasy–he hadnt even been in you and you’d forced soft whimpers to escape his scarlet lips.

slowly, he removed your hands from his boxers and let them fall to the floor before lining himself up with your slick entrance–bill had been eager to feel you.

he slipped between your folds a few times before steadily, he began to enter you.

bill let out a long shaky breath at the feeling of his member being fully engulfed by your pussy, gripping onto the mirror behind your head as his pace started slow and gentle. he allowed time for you to become comfortable with his length–which had been large.

though with the next few thrusts, his pace had quickened and become rather erratic, causing you to cry out his name.

he watched as your boobs began bouncing with each rough thrust, taking one hand off of the wall and beginning to massage it– teasing your nipple with his fingers tips.

you whined against his soft touch contrasting his rather rough pumps which invaded your already over-sensitized pussy. you finally lifted yourself up and off the comfort of the wall behind you, wrapping your arms around his long neck before your fingers met his spiky-hair. you pulled at it slightly, earning a low moan from bill.

you smirked, realizing you’d found a soft spot.

you tugged at it again, feeling as his dick began to twitch within you.

“d-don’t… do that.” he grunted before his pace began to falter.

“why?” he hesitated for a moment.

“i won’t last…” he mumbled before picking up his pace once more, whining in your ear as you continued to tug at his black locks.

you couldn’t help but feel as your second orgasm began to flutter within your lower stomach, triggered by the boy's soft moans and whines as his hand began slipping down the now foggy glass of the mirror behind you.

“fuck… you feel so good.” he panted between thrusts, struggling to speak as he held back his own high.

he slowed once again as if teasing you, causing you to whine in annoyance as you begged to be handled with no mercy.

“harder!” you cried out, and at this, bill dragged you off of the counter and turned you in one swift movement–his dick leaving you for only mere moments before you felt him penetrated you once again, the slap of skin sending chills down your nape.

“fuck!” you cursed as he began to fuck into you from behind, lifting your skirt to your waist in order to watch as his cock pumped into you.

he bit his lip at the view before turning to the mirror in front of him, watching your face which now hung low over the sink as you processed each intense thrust.

“look at yourself.” he huffed before he clawed at your hair, forcing your neck upward until you were met with your own errotic expressions.

“how’d you like your hair being pulled, huh?” you adored it, showing that by biting your lip and letting out a string of eager moans.

bills hands began to grope at your ass before he felt your pussy tighten around him. he let out another whine, he couldn’t hold himself back any longer, nor could you.

“bill, i’m gonna cum!” you whined as you watched his own mouth fall agape in ecstasy, his eyes lolling to the back of his head.

“i can’t wait to fill you up.” he grunted through gritted teeth, his thrusts becoming sloppier as he felt the knot within him loosen.

“please, please finish in me!” you begged, and as you did, you felt bills warm seed shoot into you. he cried out your name and finished with a string of curses, though continuing his pumps until he felt you come undone underneath him.

you whined his name as you felt your second orgasm slam into you, your legs shaking as you felt your knees begin to buckle.

you both panted as you allowed time to return to reality, feeling as his seed dribbled down your thigh. he’d still been inside you, the grip on your hair vanishing as his other still latched onto your waist.

your eyes had been shut as you felt his long fingers connect to your jaw, turning your head until your eyes met his.

“that…that girl…” he panted between labored breath,

“did you do that to turn me on?”

you nodded sluggishly, barely having any ability left to talk, though you finally fought against your sore state to speak.

“maybe…did it work?”

he returned your question with the same drowsy nod.

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iriswantstocry · 12 days

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MY FAV MILITARY 😍

(I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl I'm a Tom girl😫)

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iluvbillkaulitzz · 25 days

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he’s so cute and fuckable it’s not funny

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itsmealaiah · 17 days

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"Sweet"

horny af bill x f! reader

TW: fingering, multiple orgasms, squirting, pussydrunk bill, head (reader rec), AFAB reader, she/her pronouns, some profanity, degrading, dirty talk

I had someone mention in my comments recently that they did not read the warnings/ tags i put, please do, most of my fics are explicit, and if you don't want to read it, please mind the tags!

Request: Can you make a bill smut about him just eating out the reader (fem) and he like only cares about her pleasure

Rating: mdni, explicit content, mature content ahead, please mind the tags!

WC: 1.3k

As bill kneels before you, his gaze locked with yours, your warm, inviting scent envelops him, making it almost impossible to focus on anything but the way it feels to have your wetness against his skin. He takes a deep breath, inhaling your arousal, before leaning forward and brushing his lips against yours. His tongue teases your bottom lip, urging it to part, and when it does, he pushes deeper, exploring every curve and crevice of your mouth.

You moan into the kiss, your hands finding their way up his chest, over his shoulders, and into his hair, clutching at the strands as he continues to kiss you, his tongue dancing with yours. His other hand moves down, between your legs, where he finds your aching center, wet and swollen for him. He groans into the kiss, the feel of you so close to him almost too much to bear.

Without breaking the kiss, he begins to tease you, circling your clit with his thumb, slowly, methodically, building the tension until you're on the edge, ready to come apart at the seams. You arch your back, crying out into the kiss, and he takes that as his cue to push you over the edge. His finger speeds up, circling your clit harder and faster, and with a shuddering moan, you come, your body tensing and relaxing in waves of pleasure as he watches you, his eyes dark with lust.

As your orgasm begins to subside, he pulls back, still kneeling between your legs, and looks down at you, his chest heaving. You look up at him, your breathing ragged, and he smiles, reaching out to brush a stray hair from your face. "You are exquisite," he whispers, and leans forward to kiss you again, softly this time. His hand finds its way back between your legs, and he begins to stroke you gently, teasing another response from your body.

You moan into the kiss, arching your hips up into his touch. He responds by slipping a finger inside you, curling it up to massage your g-spot, and you cry out, your body tensing as another wave of pleasure washes over you. He continues to tease you, moving his fingers in and out, curling them up to press against your sensitive inner walls, all while his thumb circles your clit in a steady rhythm.

As your second orgasm begins to build, you feel him press a warm, wet tongue against your folds, and he starts to lick, tease, and suckle at your flesh. His fingers never stop moving, driving you wild as your body quakes with pleasure. His mouth feels so good, so right, and you can't help but beg for more.

"Bill… please," you whisper, your voice hoarse from the intensity of it all. "I'm so close…"

He hums against your folds, the vibration sending shivers through your body. His fingers move faster, curling deeper inside you as he sucks harder on your clit. Your hips buck up, seeking more contact, more friction, more of his touch.

The sensation is almost too much to bear as your orgasm builds, coiling tightly in your core. Bill's tongue swirls around your clit, teasing it mercilessly, and his fingers thrust deeper inside you, finding your g-spot with expert precision. You cry out, your body arching off the bed, and your orgasm crashes over you in a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

He continues to lick and suckle at your folds, relentless in his efforts to bring you to the heights of ecstasy. Your inner walls spasm around his fingers, milking his touch as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you. It feels like you're floating, weightless, consumed by the sensation of his mouth and hands on your most intimate parts.

Finally, when you're sure you can't possibly feel any more overwhelmed by pleasure, Bill pulls back, his lips trailing wet, hot kisses up your inner thighs until he's level with your face. He looks down at you, his eyes hooded with lust, and slowly licks his lips. "You taste so good," he whispers, and then leans in to kiss you, his tongue thrusting deep into your mouth.

His fingers, still slick with your arousal, slide up your body, over your stomach and chest, before circling your nipples, teasing them into hard peaks. You moan into the kiss, arching your back to meet his touch. He smiles against your lips, his hand moving lower, between your legs once more.

"You feel so good," he whispers, his fingers curling around you, stroking you gently. "So warm and wet… I could spend all night tasting you." And with that, he dives back in, burying his face in your legs, his tongue lapping at your folds, his fingers thrusting inside you, driving you wild with desire.

You thighs beg to close around his head, the pleasure so overwhelming you were going to cry. You felt another orgasm building, but it felt a little different, coming way too fast on the heels of the first two. It was like you were on a rollercoaster, and the tracks were spinning out of control. You tried to catch your breath, but Bill's fingers were too good, too wicked, too skilled. His tongue was a blur of motion, and it felt like every inch of your most sensitive flesh was being worshipped.

He moaned against you, and you could feel the vibration through your core. It made you shudder with need. "Fuck," he growled, his fingers moving faster, his tongue dancing with increasing urgency. "I'm close, babe."

Your body tensed, every muscle coiled tight as you felt the first tremors of your orgasm building deep in your belly. You arched your back off the bed, moaning his name as he continued to tease and pleasure you. His fingers found your clit, and he began to circle it, pressing hard against your swollen nub once more.

The sensation was almost too much to bear. You gasped for air, your hips bucking wildly against his face. "Bill… please…" you whimpered, your voice breaking.

He hummed against you, his fingers pressing harder as he felt your body tense beneath him. The taste of you, the feel of you, was driving him wild. He knew he was close, but he couldn't help but draw out this moment, to savor every last drop of your essence. His tongue danced against your folds, teasing and taunting as his fingers continued their relentless rhythm.

You felt like your whole body was on fire, every nerve ending tingling with desire. Your orgasm crashed over you, waves of pleasure so intense they left you gasping for breath. Your body arched off the bed, your back bowing as your inner muscles clenched tight around his fingers.

He smiled against your folds, feeling your muscles spasm around his fingers as you squirted, feeling the warmth of your release coat his skin. He groaned, the sound muffled by the wetness between your legs, and thrust his fingers deeper, faster, wanting to feel every last drop of your ecstasy.

As your orgasm began to subside, he pulled back slightly, watching your expression, wanting to see the satisfaction in your eyes. Your legs were trembling, your breath coming in ragged gasps, and your skin was flushed with the heat of passion. Bill leaned in, kissing you tenderly, his fingers moving to your sides, gently pushing you back onto the bed.

"That was incredible," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. He smiled as he looked down at your body, still slick with your arousal. He couldn't believe how turned on he was, even after bringing you to three orgasms in such quick succession. He wanted more of you, he needed more.

His fingers traced lazy circles around your nipples, rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers, causing you to arch your back in pleasure. "You feel so good," he murmured, leaning down to kiss you again. "So wet… I could spend all night tasting you."

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memzyyy · 3 months

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bill def eats his gf out while she does her makeup and I thought abt this while I did my makeup 😭

this fic seems so incomplete and i don’t know where to put my finger on it at all???

i don’t know how to write a person getting eaten out (you can tell i’m a virgin🙄)

I had taken some guidance with my mate ( @1sjsoul ) and this is what she said; “the way it’s running down my leg.”

edit: Proof since she didn’t believe anyone would believe me;

NSFW DOWN BELOW

you had started doing your makeup 15

minutes ago, you had not even got the chance to finish putting your concealer on as you were too distracted by the feeling of Bill’s tongue lapping and swirling over your clit.

you had began to put your makeup brush down, accepting the fact you will not be able to finish your makeup while he’s eating you out like a starved man, just as you were about to put it down he had stopped you.

“finish your makeup, Darling.” he spoke, the glistening sight of your arousal around his lips as he licks it off his face, you picked your makeup brush up once again as he began to fuck his tongue into your sopping hole, making you whimper out. You began to grind your hips against his face, he doesn’t care how embarrassed you are, spreading you apart and suckling on where you most definitely needed him the most. Only the best for his girlfriend <3!!

“you taste so- mph.. fucking good.” he panted as he grips the flesh of your thighs before squeezing them, pulling you more onto his face. “Bill i’m gonna suffocate you if you keep pushing me into your face..” you moaned, he didn’t answer, he was too focused on your perfect pussy to make sense of what your saying, just listening to your moans and blocking everything else out of his ears.

You snaked your hand through his hair, instinctively tugging on it. He looks up at you as you cum on his tongue, he keeps suckling as he rides out your orgasm, swallowing your juices instantly. He removed himself from under you, gently pulling your face to his before kissing you, making you taste yourself on his tongue.

“good girl, you did so well for me.”

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kqulitzlvr · 1 month

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i need a threesome with them SO BAD.

im such a tom girl but oh my god bill 🤤 plesjka bill and tom I'm abaajoslibveb fr!!!! 🤤🤤🤤

i can take both of them at once don't play

(sorry irl friends if you see this in advance I'm tweaking 😊)

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bkaulitzz · 5 months

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𝐁𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡

more like this on my wattpad b_kaulitzz

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i dont rlly have any pics to match sigh

info/warnings: SMUT, p in v, oral, praising, FEM x SUB!BILL, no usage of y/n but it is x reader

synopsis: based on that one chai bot that asks you to wash his hair, I DONT DESCRIBE HAIR OR BLUSHING BC I TRY TO BE INCLUSIVE 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️

more under cut :)

I hugged a pillow between my legs, running my nails over the remote buttons as the TV shined on my face. The low hum coming from the TV as the room was dark, my hip resting against the firm, leather cushion. I yawned, my eyes barely opening as the drama murmured. I raised an eyebrow, hearing the door crack open. Bill's slim figure entered my vision as he was already inside, closing the door. He sighed in relief, locking it before coming over by the feet side of the couch. "How was the show?" I sighed, looking up at him as he held wide eyes with a smile. His mascara and eyeshadow practically melted.

"It was great...I'm exhausted, " He said. I sat up, moving my legs off the couch. He came over, the cushion dipped as he took a seat next to me.

"I can see that, " I snickered as I scanned over his face and hair. His hair was slightly shiny from the mixed sweat and hairspray, the TV screen light only exposing him more. He frowned as his gaze from the TV turned to me.

"Do I look that bad?" He reached up from a piece of his hair, pouting as he looked up at the start of the spikes that surrounded his hairline.

"Yes, " I snickered more, covering my mouth as the laugh became more obnoxious. He whined, looking at me again.

"You don't have to be so mean about it, " He twirled the crunchy piece of hair that slowly unraveled from the hairspray.

"I'm just playing, Bill, " I rolled my eyes, sitting back on my hands.

"Well...can you do something about it?" He tilted his head, running his fingers through more crunchy strands.

"As in?..." I raised an eyebrow.

"Wash my hair?" He leaned in close as he asked, fluttering his eyelashes. I scoffed, rolling my eyes.

"What?? No, you can do that yourself, " I crossed my arms, sitting more on the couch as I turned back to the TV.

"Please?" He pleaded with a frown and I kept my attention on the cheesy romance drama.

"No," I repeated.

"Pleeeaaaaase, " Bill dragged out, placing his temple on my shoulder as he looked up at me. I turned my head to him as he gave me doe eyes, his hands fidgeting to take off one of his bracelets. My eyebrows relaxed as I looked down at him, giving a small smile before parting my lips.

"No, " I said sternly. He pouted, staying in the position he was in.

"Don't be like that, " He whined, groaning after. "Just this once? Please? I won't ever ask you again, " He threw off his cuff bracelets, causing them to clank against the glass coffee table. I clicked my tongue, rolling my eyes.

"I don't know why you want me to do it so bad, " I pushed him off, pressing my finger pads against his forehead. He frowned, attaching his chin to my shoulder.

"Because I'm your bestest, sweetest, nicest, and hottest friend. And, you'll do anything for me, right?" He grinned, his canine teeth showing as his eyes squinted from smiling widely.

"You're being sooo corny, are you drunk?" I snickered. He shook his head, throwing the rest of his bracelets onto the table.

"Is that a yes?" His eyes became hooded as he stared over my lips, only a few inches away. He looked back up at me with the same doe look.

"Fine, only so you shut up, " I scoffed, getting up from the couch. I reached for the remote, shutting the TV off, leaving us in the dark again. He squealed quietly, clapping his hands.

"Yay!" Bill exclaimed. I sighed, throwing the remote onto the couch before making my way to the single bathroom. I turned on the light, rubbing my eyes as I walked to the tub. I sat on the ledge, looking over at Bill as he held a grin. He closed the door behind him, coming over to sit back on my right against the tub.

"Cold or what?" I reached up for the shower head, taking it off it's place. I turned it on, feeling the temperature as he rolled his eyes back instinctively to think.

"Lukewarm, " His eyes turned to me with the same doe look. I reached for the knob, twisting it with a creak before feeling the temperature again. I sighed before turning to Bill.

"Close your eyes, " I said before he did so. I ran the water over his hair from his hairline, his spikes deflating as they soaked up the water. I ran my fingers through his scalp, causing him to shiver. I snickered, making sure to drench his whole head.

"That tickles, " He breathed out. I turned off the water, grabbing the mini shampoo, and clicked it open before splurting a quarter size into my palm.

"This is gonna tickle more, " I said and lathered the shampoo into a foam. He looked over at me, his eyes still surrounded by the shimmery eyeshadow.

"Be gentle, " He said. I leaned more over him, both of my hands moving into his hair. I bit my lip, focusing on his hair as his eyes looked up at me. I massaged the soap into his scalp with my fingertips, causing Bill to close his eyes. He hummed in delight as the lather ran through my fingers and his hair.

"Does it feel good?" I ran the shampoo through his hair strands before massaging it into his scalp again. He let out a small 'mhm,' looking up at me again with hooded eyes.

"Thank you, you're so sweet, " He purred, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. I grimaced, continuing to scrub his hair.

"Sweet?" I fake gagged, pulled away, and shook the excess shampoo off my hands.

"Yea, sweet. Is something wrong with that?" Bill huffed. I reached for the cold metal again, the knob creaking once again as I came close.

"Yea?! You never call me that, " I scoffed, leaning down to him again. My whole upper body was over him as my right hand ran up to his scalp, spraying warm water to rinse the hair out. I held my breath as he looked up at me, fluttering his eyes.

"Can't I call you sweet now?" He hummed. I raised my damp hand to his nose, pinching it and causing him to wince. I snickered as I pulled away from his now-red nose, continuing to rinse his hair out. "Why'd you do that?!" He frowned as he reached for his nose, massaging it.

"I always do that, what do you mean?" I sighed as I continued to rinse his hair off.

"Well...it was mean, " He sulked as I turned the water off and placed the shower head down.

"I was just playing, Bill, I'm sorry, " I picked up the mini conditioner, squirting an even amount into my hand. I groaned, moving my hands down to massage it to the ends of his hair.

"I accept your apology...only because you're washing my hair, " He muttered.

"What's up with you, Bill?" I grabbed the shower head again.

"Nothing...why?" He looked away as I rinsed his soft hair out of the conditioner.

"You're really soft today, " I squeezed my pointer and middle finger together, squeezing the conditioner out of each strand.

"No, I'm not!" Bill retorted.

"Yes, you are, " I nodded before turning off the water for a final time. I pulled away from him, getting up on one knee to put away the shower head.

"No, I'm not, " He crossed his arms as he laid there with his wet hair. I rolled my eyes, sliding off the ledge. My feet hit the cold brick floor as I took a few steps to the cabinet.

"You so are, " I pulled it open, leaning down to pull out a fiber towel. I walked back to Bill, leaning over as he lifted his head up a bit for me. I wrapped the towel around his head, allowing him to sit up more.

"No, I'm not, " He dragged out. I exhaled, drying his hair out for him.

"Just admit it, " I snickered, continuing to dry his hair.

"I'm not!" He huffed. I pulled the towel on his head, covering his eyes before letting go and running out of the bathroom. His groans were faint as I plopped onto the couch. I turned the TV on again, hearing his feet pitter-patter as he flipped the switch off, making his way to the couch. "You're so mean!" He groaned, plopping by my feet as I was already sprawled out.

"Boohoo, " I stuck my tongue out, focusing on the movie. He threw the towel aside, his hair still damp as he crawled down to me. I furrowed my brows, feeling him wrap his arms around my waist.

"Now you have to deal with this, " He laid his chin on my chest as he looked up at me. I tilted my head, reaching down to comb my fingers through his hair, revealing more of his face.

"You're so weird..." I sucked my teeth, turning my whole body to lay flat against the couch. He laid between my legs, his chin still resting on my chest as I played with his damp hair.

"You think so?" He looked away, closing his eyes. I continued to run my fingers through his hair one after another, slowly.

"Yea...you aren't responding like you usually do, " I hummed. He fluttered his eyes open, coming up closer as my fingers were tangled in his hair.

"I guess..." Bill locked eyes with me, being at eye level by now. I furrowed my brows as his eyes slowly went down to my lips, his heartbeat against my chest, racing faster than I could keep up.

"Bill?..." I mumbled, moving my hands down from his hair to cup his cheeks. I raised his face to look at me, my legs feeling the warmth of his jeans rubbing against my calves.

"How do I tell you?..." He looked away. I bit my lip, caressing his right cheek with my thumb as his face was painted pink.

"Tell me what?" I smirked, continuing to caress his cheek.

"I..." He whispered, slowly looking back at me. I ran my hand down his soft face, swiping my thumb over his bottom lip. He looked at me with parted lips before speaking again. "I like you..." He whispered, becoming a dark shade of red throughout his face and ears.

"You what?" I grinned, continuing to play with his bottom lip. He bit his lip, faceplanting his face in my chest. I slid my hands back into his damp hair, the beachy smell of the shampoo being so close.

"Stop it, " He whined, peeking up at me, keeping the rest of his face buried in my chest.

"I didn't hear you, " I hummed, twirling a strand of his hair in my finger. He propped his chin up again, still being the same shade of red.

"I like you, okay?..." He looked away. I pulled him in by the back of his head, being centimeters away from his face by now. He widened his eyes as he looked at me, his heartbeat only racing more against my chest. I leaned close, keeping my eyes on his lips before kissing his plump lips. He slowly closed his eyes, kissing back. The faint taste of beer faded into my lips.

"You lied, you did drink, " I mumbled against his lips, moving a hand to the side of his cheek before kissing him again.

"Only a bit..." He responded. I cupped his lower jaw, causing him to softly gasp as his lips moved against mine. "I meant every word, I swear, " He panted as I began to harshly move my lips against his. I raised an eyebrow, my eyes still closed as I trailed my hand down to the growing tent in his pants. His breath hitched into the kiss, making more room for my hand.

"Are you sure?" I pulled away from the kiss. His lips were puckered as I gently squished his face in my grasp.

"Sober, " He nodded as he spoke. I pulled away from his face, allowing him to lay his head in the crook of my neck. His gaze focused on my hand, unbuckling his belt with a few pulls. I pulled it out of his belt loops, and he lazily laid his arms around my waist. I dropped the belt to the floor, the decorations clanking against each other as my hand moved back to the start of his jeans. I unbuttoned them, zipping the fly down before moving my hand between his jeans and boxers. I bit my lip, feeling Bill hide his face in the crook of my neck. I palmed him, his soft moans tickling against my neck. I slid my hand into his boxers, pulling his hard length out. His chest heaved as he laid by my side, continuing to watch.

"So shy..." I whispered, wrapping my fingers around his cock. Bill let out a whine as he shuddered against my cold touch. I slowly pumped him and he moved his lips against my lips. He planted soft kisses, shakingly moaning against my skin as I pumped him, occasionally thumbing his tip. I bit my lip, feeling him nip at my skin as I tightened my grip more. His breath hiccuped, leaving behind small red marks scattered across my skin as I slowly yet harshly worked my hand around his cock. He slid a hand under my shirt, cupping my bare boob as I didn't wear a bra. I let out a small gasp, feeling his run my nipple in between his two fingers. He lifted my shirt above my chest with his wrist, continuing to play with my nipple. I turned my head to him, continuing to keep my grasp around his cock, hearing his sweet moans. He looked up at me with knotted brows, before pulling away to crawl on top of me. I rested my head on one of the couch pillows, my eyes following him as he placed gentle kisses around my chest. He looked up at me with a warm look, his eyes blinking slowly as his lashes accentuated him.

"This okay?..." He moved his kisses down, trailing them around my nipple. His kisses were soft, sinking into my skin as if I were quicksand.

"Keep going, " I nodded, moving my hand back into his now-dry hair. He laid his tongue flat against my hard nipple, causing me to shudder with the contact of his cold piercing. He wrapped his plump lips around my nipple, his other hand gliding down my torso to the start of my shorts. I softly moaned, running my fingers through his scalp. Bill closed his eyes, continuing to keep his lips around my nipple. He slid his hand into my shorts, his fingers already running against my wet slick as I wore no panties. I panted softly, gently grasping a handful of his hair as he circle my clit with his middle finger. His eyes were hooded as he looked at me, pulling off of my nipple.

"Am I doing good?" He gently spoke.

"You're doing so well, " I continued to play with his hair. His face was a soft pink again, moving down between my legs. He wrapped his fingers around the start of my shorts, pulling them off. I moved my legs in the opposite direction, causing Bill to sit up, and I kicked them off my ankles to help. He took hold of my ankles, peppering kisses as he slowly came back down. He kissed the flesh of my inner thighs, slowly moving them onto my pussy. He kissed my clit, his hands moving around the back of my thigh. My chest heaved as I watched him, sliding my hand down to gently take a grasp of his hair. He laid his tongue flat against my clit, eyes still hooded as they looked up at me. I panted softly, my other hand reaching back to take hold of the pillow. I arched my back slightly, feeling him lap his tongue against my clit. The metal that decorated his tongue occasionally hit my clit. The rings on his fingers slid against the flesh of my thigh as he slowly moved them to my pussy. I let out a drawn-out moan, throwing my head back as his tongue lapped, two of his fingers prodding at my slick hole. He slowly slid his fingers in, stopping at the cold metal around his fingers. I looked back down at him as he kept his menacing stare at me. I rested my ankles around his shoulders gently as I repeatedly panted, gripping his hair.

"Good boy..." I shakingly let out. He whimpered against my cunt, causing vibration against my skin. I let out a deliberate squeal, keeping eye contact with him. He slowly thrusted his fingers, wrapping his lips around my clit. He continued to moan against my skin, only causing more vibrations. I thinly moaned, feeling his fingers curl inside of me. I pushed his head down more, his lips unraveling as he pulled his fingers out. He wrapped his hand around my thigh again, his tongue moving through my folds. I breathed heavily, the static of the TV filling my head as I became lightheaded. Bill lifted my hips, licking up all of my juices before pulling away. I let out a depraved moan as he sat on his knees, reaching back for a condom. He tore it open, biting his lip as he pushed the condom down around his cock. I panted, catching my breath as he scooted over, taking hold of my calves.

"Is this alright?" He asked, looking down at me as he lifted my legs slightly. I gave him a small nod before his gaze moved down. He aligned himself, clenching my calves as he slowly entered. I threw my head back, arching my back as I heard his shaky breathing. I let out a high-pitched whine, feeling him slowly bottom me out as I dug my nails into the leather couch. He breathed heavily as he fully entered and I looked back up at him. He gave me a soft gaze, soothing me by moving a hand down on my hip to massage it. "You okay?"

"Yea...continue, " I panted. He nodded, moving both of his hands to my hips. His thumbs pressed into them as he slowly thrusted. I choked out moans, looking up at him as he furrowed his brows. He bit his lip, moving one of my legs over his shoulder. My chest caved as he leaned down, and the beachy coconut smell from his hair hit me again. The mumbling from the TV accompanied our heavy breathing as Bill stared into my eyes, reaching down for my left hand. He clasped his fingers into my hand, causing me to do the same. Our hands molded into one another as he kept his steady rhythm, bucking his hips into mine. The back of my head moved against the pillow as I dug my nails into the back of his palm, his tip kissing my cervix.

"You feel so good..." He rasped, each of his words tickling my nose and lips as he was a few inches away. I breathily moaned in response, the fly of his jeans tickling the back of my thighs.

"Fuck...you're doing so well, " I choked. He leaned down, placing his lips on mine, tasting myself on his tongue. His moans were strained as he shuddered his hips to the praise, my legs moving around his waist as he quickened his pace. He sloppily kissed my lips, barely being able to be attached as he thrusted. I furrowed my brows, pulling away as I threw my head back, feeling him hit my G-spot. "Right there, Bill, fuck, " I mewl. He kissed my chin, pulling away from my hand as he held my waist. He dug his polished nails into my flesh, leaving crescent marks as he sat up on his knees.

"So good, " Bill threw his head back, straining my name as I clenched around him. He repeatedly moaned my name, thrusting into my G-spot. I arched my back, my moans being cut off by one another. He leaned down, kissing in between my boobs as he kept a steady pace.

"You're such a good boy, " I cried out, causing him to roll his hips at a faster pace. I looked back down at him, his eyes glazed over as his eyeshadow was running more than it had before. His forehead glistened as he bit his lip. My body heated up as he muffledly groaned. He slowed down, feeling me clench around him. I groaned, lazily sitting up. I pushed him backward, causing him to fall back and lie flat against the couch. He widened his eyes as I straddled on top of him, positioning myself. "I didn't tell you to slow down."

"I'm sorry, " He stammered. I placed my hands on his torso, rolling my hips as I looked down at him. His brows were knitted as his jaw hung low. I lifted his t-shirt a bit, exposing his soft abs and the star tattoo that decorated his v-line. I bit my lip, watching as his head was thrown back. I sat on my knees, bouncing at a fast pace, causing high-pitched, filthy noises to escape his pretty pink lips. I leaned down, kissing his glistening neck as I kept my pace. He let out desperate whines, followed by grunts. I placed a hand behind his head, moving his face down to kiss his lips. I sloppily kissed him, his lips vibrating against mine as he let out broken cries of pleasure. "I'm close, " He breathed. My hips shuddered in response and he placed his hands on either side. His hips jolted as I placed my hands on his shoulders. I shrieked, feeling him thrust up into me, throwing my head back. The cold rings on his fingers accompanied the burning feeling of his hands on my hips. I felt the familiar knot in my stomach, clenching around him again. Bill groaned, cursing under my breath as I saw white, releasing all over his member. He sloppily fucking my cum into me as he came into the condom. I fluttered my eyes, turning back to him as I breathed heavily. A few strands of his hair flew to the front of his face as he looked up at me, breathing heavily as his musk filled my nose. I reached down, tucking the strands behind his ear.

"You did so well, " I panted, falling to lay on his chest. He rubbed my sides, catching his breath before answering.

"I still didn't get an answer, " He frowned as I looked up at him.

"Over?..." My eyes traced over his glistening features from the sweat. His eyes were hooded and glazed, his hair was disheveled as if I hadn't washed it before.

"Whether you like me or not..." He looked over at me. I sighed, leaning up to peck his lips, his face becoming a soft pink.

"I thought I didn't have to tell you, " I rolled my eyes, humming as I felt him trace circles into my hips.

"I just wanted to hear you say it, " Bill said and gave me a small grin.

"Fine...I like you, too, " I huffed. He pecked my lips repeatedly, giggling as he did. I snickered, cupping his cheek again. I groaned as I looked at his hair, seeing sweat at his hairline. "I just washed your hair too..."

"Shower?" He smirked.

"Again??" I grunted, pulling at his cheek.

"Just a shower, " He mumbled. I snickered, leaning in to press a long kiss on his lips.

"Fine, but I wanna stay here for a bit, " I said once I pulled away. Bill pecked my nose, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Can't wait."

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YES YES YES YES PLS WRITE THAT TOKIO HOTEL FIC WHERE BILL AND YN ARE SECRETLY DATING AND THEN THEY DO A SELF CARE NIGHT WHILE TOMS GOING AT IT 🤭🤭

LATE NIGHT ~ Bill K.

Bill Kaulitz x reader

Based off of this posted I made!

Nattie speaks: I’ve actually had this idea in my mind for a hot minute but only posted abt it just now so I hope u enjoy my delusions😜

BILL GLARED AT HIS BROTHER before he was met with a closed door, a loud slam echoing into the hallway. The Kaulitz boy sighed heavily, standing in the dark, quiet house, a shiver already creeping up his back from the cold. He could hear the snores from Georg and Gustavs room, it left him with one options, his feet carried him to the door just a few feet down. A soft light peeked from under door, the quiet hum of your TV buzzed. Bill hesitated as his hand came up to knock on your door, he wasn’t one to bother you often, especially so late at night. He was so ready to just collapse on the couch and leave you to get your beauty sleep, but in the quick eviction he hadn’t brought a pillow or blanket with him. Bill would have to sleep in a cold house, and on a semi-comfortable couch with nothing but himself.

This finally gave him the balls to lay three soft knocks on you door, immediately your footsteps patted across the room and you swung the door open. A large smile covered your face as you saw the familiar boy. His usual spiky hair was still damp from his shower as it cascaded over his shoulders. His face refreshed from the makeup and a nervous smile on his own lips.

“I’m sorry to bother you but—“ Bill couldn’t even finish his sentence before you were pulling him into your room. Allowing him to sit on your fluffy bed as you shut the door behind him. “Oh, um…Tom has a girl over and he kicked me out.”

You giggled softly and reached for sheet mask from the small fridge you had in your bathroom. “So that’s where the noises are coming from?” The noises in question were the creaking of the bed and the high pitched moans that came from down the hall. “I should’ve known.”

“Yep, that’s my brother.” Bill shamefully muttered, fiddling with his hands as you laughed. You placed a finger under his chin, lifting his gaze to look up at your standing figure, you ripped a sheet mask open.

“Sit still.” You whispered, placing the cold material on his face as he flinched slightly at the cool sensation. It was as if you two had done it many times yet this was only the first time in your relationship you’d be having a ‘sleepover’ given the fact that you both were still fresh into the relationship. His hands came up to poke at the thin mask on his face, a sluggish liquid sticking onto his finger.

“What is this?” He questioned, watching as you retrieved another one for yourself.

“A sheet mask, it helps with your skin depending on which ones you use.” You stared into the mirror, carefully laying down the mask to the features of your face.

“We look stupid.” Bill chuckled lightly, not bothering to question any of your antics. You rolled your eyes, sitting next to him on the bed. He saw you reaching for the digital camera by your drawer, you clicked it on and took a snap of the two of you. A repeating flash brightly coming from the camera while you posed, Bill was already a natural when it came to selfie faces, even with a sheet mask covering his features.

“Do you think we still look stupid?” You questioned, skipping through the photos you’d taken. He laughed at a few, peaking over your shoulder to get a good view at the tiny screen.

Eventually the timer had rang, obnoxiously buzzing as you shut it off, ripping the mask from you face and rubbing in the extra serum it left behind. Bill cluelessly followed your movements, tossing it into the trash can, as he turned around you were already lost in your closet. Digging through the clothes to find your special, satin robes. You came out with a black one and a gold, smiling giddily while Bill stared, utterly confused.

You managed to wrap him up in the comfortable material, giggling as he checked himself out in the mirror. It was only the beginning, the clock ticked by quick as you went back to the bed and began to paint over Bill’s old nail design. His hands were planted on your thigh while you carefully painted each nail, blabbing about whatever drama you heard. Then you needed another thing to occupy your hands while his nails dried.

“Sit.” You said, pointing at a stool that stood in front of your vanity, you rummaged through the drawers, grabbing your hair brush and multiple hair ties. “I think we should learn to style your hair in a new way.”

“What’s wrong with the way I do it now?” He whined, staring up at you with a frown as you brushed the comb through his dark hair.

“You use two whole cans of hair spray.” You replied smartly, “Do you want to be bald by thirty?” He huffed, crossing his arms as you continued your detangling, the goal was to find a hairstyle that suited him and complemented his features. That was until you sectioned his hair into two pigtails, pink bow ties contrasting against his raven-colored hair.

“What the fuck!” He shouted, staring at you with a dumbfounded expression, you practically sprinted for you camera to snap a quick photo. “Stop it!”

“Look at this cutie.” You spoke over your laugh, lifting the camera up to his face, it took a few photos to get the right one since his hands blocked each one. “Just one more!” He’s given up on fighting, instead pouting like a child while you snapped a picture. You fully intended on printing it out and framing it somewhere.

After a lot of protesting your removed the pigtails, “I’m hungry.” Bill suddenly announced as you yanked out the hair tie from his hair.

“Me too.” You replied nonchalantly, putting away all the tools you just used, “Wanna raid the kitchen?”

Bill smirked, practically thinking the same thing, the two of you tiptoed out the bedroom and down the hall. The once disgust he felt for the inappropriate noises coming from him and Tom’s shared bedroom turned into absolute comedy. As the two of you passed by, you looked at eachother, holding back a loud laugh. Once you’d sneaked past Georg and Gustav’s room both you and Bill managed to find every snack possible. From cookies to left over cupcakes, you began your journey back to the room. With your arms full of snacks you nearly collapsed on the floor from laughter once you neared Tom’s room, the women’s exaggerated moans made you wheeze before you rushed back into the room. You placed the variety of candy, chips, and snacks on the bed before wiping your eyes off the many tears that had fallen.

You immediately shut the door, falling to the floor with an arm wrapped around your stomach, an incoherent string of words leaving your mouth as a laugh followed after. Bill had dropped all the drinks and joined you, attempting to help you back up but falling down too. The both of you laughed l, unable to stop, it was like an infection, the amount of times you nearly spit out your soda laughing as you turned to look at him was uncountable.

“What’s funny?” Bill joined in your laughter despite not knowing what was going on.

“I don’t know!” You wheezed out, head falling on his shoulder as you muffled your bodies with the material of his shirt.

The clock had struck 3 am, somehow you’d began to discuss what the best Halloween costume would be, October was 6 months away. “I was thinking a Jessica Rabbit costume would look good on me, she wears like this sweetheart neckline that makes you have like some cleavage but she also has spectacular boobs and I don’t.” You rambled, looking at your self in the mirror, imagining the sparkly red dress on you. Your hands pushed up your breast, making them more exaggerated and larger like the unrealistic cartoon character.

“I think your boobs are great.” Bill shrugs, not paying attention to his words before you turned to look at him with a smirk. “In like..a gentleman way, of course.”

“Thanks Bill!” You giggled. “What about you?”

“I don’t do a whole lot for Halloween.” The boy replied, cuddling against the teddy bear you had for emotional support. “Why, should I?”

“Of course.” Your tone was snarky, almost as if it was obvious, a boy like Bill shouldn’t miss out on the opportunity to dress up on Halloween. “You could totally rock a good Jack Skellington.” You smirked and laid next to him on the bed. “I could be your sally.”

“Who?”

You rolled your eyes, clicking some buttons on the remote control as the movie began to play. “Only the best movie every created.” The two of you got comfortable, shoving all the half eaten snacks to your nightstand and laying closer to eachother. Bill had forgotten about the bear and opted on holding you instead, a blanket covering both of your bodies.

You weren’t sure when the night seized, and both of you ended up asleep, but the next morning you awoke first. Bill’s was head thrown back, his mouth opened ajar while soft snores tumbled out his lips. You were no better, hair thrown in every direction as you noticed a faint patch of drool on your pillow, you embarrassingly flipped the pillow over and glanced out the window. The morning was quiet, too quiet. Meh. You threw yourself back into the bed, head digging into Bills chest as he shifted. His arm coming up to wrap around you.

“Hello?!” Two knocks were laid against the wooden door, Georg impatiently stood in the other side, a bit tired and hungry. That morning he awoke, by himself. It was an unusual occurrence, given that he was usually rudely awakened by your shouting. Then he’d be greeted by some sort of breakfast and a warm good morning. But silence filled the house, Gustav was in the bathroom but only to avoid knocking himself, so it was up the Georg to find out what happened the usual proactive you. “Can you please wake up and make some breakfast!” The boy groaned, standing outside your door, not receiving any response. “Fine, I’ll come in by force.” He pulled an old trick and slid a random card between the lock and the frame, allowing it to finally open.

Of all the possibilities, he could’ve thought of; maybe you overslept, or were giving him the silent treatment for something, the last thing he though he’d see was you and Bill. You and Bill on top of each other, deeply asleep, piles of snacks to the side, and body practically fused together. You’d finally awoken from the sound of your door opening, cluelessly sitting up and adjusting your eyes on the blurry figure that stood at your door.

“Am I walking in on something?” Georg questioned, eyes wide in shock, a pair of footsteps began to walk from behind the bassist. Gustav, with his messy blonde hair, peeked his head in, his curious eyes getting larger like one of those cartoons.

“Woah, did you and Bill…?” You glanced over at the boy, remembering how he decided to take off his shirt to get more comfortable you groaned and threw a small decorative pillow at the two.

“Ugh, gross, Gus, get out!” You whispered-yelled angrily.

“Well did you?”

You raised another pillow with a threatening glare, “You know what, I’ll just make myself some cereal and you guys can do whatever.” Georg backed away, Gustav follow close after but not before he winked at you and shut the door.

You rolled your eyes before you laid back down and sighed heavily. You looked over at Bill’s figure that hadn’t moved an inch despite the fairly loud scene that happened moments ago. You smile warmly, lightly pushing the black stands of hair that covering his cheek. You couldn’t help but be proud of yourself for finding a boy so special. The one thing you noticed about being around Bill was that you didn’t have to step on eggshells, you didn’t have to think before dressing a certain way or acting a certain way because you knew that he wouldn’t judge. From young to now your silly crush on Bill only grew, having him curled up with the same bear he bought you years prior made your chest flutter. Now he wasn’t a silly crush, he was your boyfriend, you were relieved after going years thinking that he didn’t even like you. You leaned down and began to pepper small kisses from his neck and up, on his cheek, nose, forehead, chin, and when he eventually began to stir awake. You pecked his lips.

His eyes fluttered, blinking a few time before glancing around the room, for a moment, he forgot where he was. Then it all came flashing back, the sight of you looking at him from above like an Angel had him smiling. “Good morning, schatzi.”

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