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sucking 2006 bill off pls!3❤️❤️❤️❤️💙💙💙💙💙❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
girl, yes
sorry if these r short im just tryna get stuff out :(
"m-mama, please, i-it hurts" bill begged, release the only thing on his mind as you sat next to him
"not right now billy, mama'll take care of you later" you dismissed him, eyes on the bedroom tv as he was ready to break down into tears, the pain of his erection shifting against his pants incredibly harsh.
you heard a sniffle, and looked over to see your poor boy crying :(
you immediately felt bad, realizing how bad this certain hard on was for him.
"c'mere" you said, wrapping an arm around his tiny waist and pulling him onto your lap. "you really want mama to make you feel good?" "y-yes!" he pleaded desperately. "alright baby, lie back on the pillows" he obeyed, his head falling gracefully onto the plush of the pillowcases.
"atta boy billy" you tugged his pants down, finding a wet spot on his boxers as you gazed at his clothed cock. you licked at his restrained tip, his eyes becoming watery once more.
you continued to tease him, building up his need for you as he cried out your name in broken sobs, the needy slut begging.
you slowly revealed his cock, red and veiny, making you drool at the sight as your tongue kitten-licked his dick, his moans throaty and desperate. "p-please mama, n-no more teasing" you frowned, leaning up to grab his chin and squeeze his cheeks together.
"who's in charge here?" you demanded, tears streaming down his face as you put pressure on it. "y-you mama!"
you smiled, and released his face, head lowering down to his cock once more as you pumped his shaft, feeling every vein.
"mm, that's what i like to hear" you quickly deepthroated his needy dick, your tongue flattening on the underside of his member as he moaned and jerked his hips up, his cock hitting the back of your throat.
you bobbed your head up and down, swirling your tongue around his dick as he struggled to let out even moans, his pleas desperate and needy as you continued your assault on his hardness.
you grasped his thighs, and pulled away from his cock with a pop, leaving him guessing and sad. he was so close too :(
you lifted his dick up to his lower abdomen, licking his balls as he whimpered, the pain and pleasure completely encompassing his overstimulated mind.
you continued to play with his balls, slightly biting and teasing them as he grew closer, the release he needed now coming, seemingly faster then ever as his noises grew more shaky, and he came, his cum spurting onto his chest as you smiled.
you leapt for his chest and licked up all his cum with a smirk, his lips parted in ecstasy as he came down from his high.
"you did so good billy, let's get you all cleaned up"
#tokio hotel#tokio hotel x reader#tokio hotel x you#bill kaulitz#bill kaulitz x reader#bill kaulitz fanfic#bill kaulitz smut#bill kaulitz x reader smut#bill kaulitz x you#billskeis#itsmealaiah
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Hi, could you do Bill Kaulitz imagine, comforting the female reader, because it's been very stressful for her lately?
ᡣ𐭩 boyfie bill who nurtures his gf
you slam the door, flinching, you didn’t expect it to be so loud although it was intentionally you’re doing. bill welcomes you with open arms but you walk right past him, a pout forming on his face. he swears he can see the storm clouds floating above your head, today was just not a good day. or week, you’ve been stressed for some time.
“schatzi, bad day?” all you could do was sigh and nod, back facing to him but he can still see the motion of your head moving up and down. this is all he needs for him to sweep you off your feet and face you now hand in hand, twirling you to meet each other’s eyes. “bill?” you ask.
he smiles at you, cupping your face in his hands as you nuzzle your nose into his palms, taking in his scent. home, bill smelled so much like home. you feel a little bit more comfort knowing that you have someone like him in your life, “you’ve done so much this week baby.. let me show you some appreciation,” “bill, i’ve got more work to do..”
he shakes his head in disapproval, “i won’t take no for an answer, c’mon, you deserve it. how ‘bout a bath? and while you’re in, i can cook a meal.. after that, we can watch a movie, do face masks, snack on whatever we want..? just—spend time with me—you’ve overworked yourself, now lemme paper you ja?”
you hesitate. your office job clearly working you to the bone. just paperwork after paperwork, call after call. no lunch break, overtime. you’re boss is an asshole. you only have one or two friends at work, the rest of them dare not to associate with you. a day to you and bill.. does sound pretty nice.. well, fuck it, those corporate slaves can go kick rocks.
you pull bill in for a hug, a nice squeeze and the way your face dug into his chest was all he needed to realize your approval. kissing the top of your head, he breathes you in, “my beautiful angel.. let’s go run you that bath hm?” “mmhm..” taking your hand, he leads you to your shared bathroom.
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sitting in the warmth of the bath tub, bubbles are all that surround you as the faint scent of coconut and vanilla fill the room. you dip your body further into the big puddle of water, submerging yourself, body and muscle finally relaxing from all the tension and strain your poorly funded office chair has you stuck in for a consecutive eight hours.
a patter of small footsteps come closer as you’re now met with your boyfriend sitting at the edge of the bath tub. “how s’that feel? feel better?” “definitely, i needed this so much.. thank you baby,” bill runs the palm of his hand on the back of your neck, slightly adding pressure to message the tension out of your body. just a slight touch is more than enough.
“it’s my duty as your boyfriend.. been working so hard my pretty girl, a lil’ self care don’t hurt doesn’t it?” you scoff at him, knowing of your workaholic tendencies. on multiple occasions bill has offered many times a self care day as such, which always ends with a decline. you were so stubborn, a determined individual to get your work done but at what cost? this, is way better than that stupid office job.
“bill,”
“yes baby?”
“i smell something burning,”
“oh shit—mwah—THE FOOD!!!”
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you and bill had ended up ordering takeout for the night. as you two cuddle on the couch covered in blankets, bill sulks as he takes a bite of his pad thai. “bill! it’s okay, i appreciate the gesture, you’ve done enough baby i promise.” “no! no baby it was—it was supposed to be perfect for you. i stayed up all night researching comfort foods and i couldn’t even do a simple recipe like that..” he stayed up all night?
as he fusses in his spot, his face mask threatens to slip off his face from so much facial expression movement. you use your fingers to fix and adjust the sheet mask back comfortably onto his face, the cooling sensation once again touching his plush cheeks. “billy, it’s okay, it’s just food.. next time okay?” “next time :D? we can do this next time :D?”
you giggle and laugh at him, he’s so cute. linking arms with him, you scarf down on the fried rice, it was really good. you think about how good bill’s cooking would taste, known for being a great home chef. well, to you and tom at least. your day was made so much better, all warm and cozy inside, so grateful to have bill in your life.
you look at bill who’s already looking at you. he asks you if you were okay because he’d been watching you eat this whole time and saw how you seemed lost in thought. you reassure him, letting him know that you are just thankful that he’s doing all this for you, he can only cheekily smile and tell you ‘you deserve it, my beautiful princess, s’glad i was able to make your day.’
you take each other’s face masks off. you massage the essence of the face mask onto bill’s face. he closes his eyes for better leverage as you gently press your fingers into his cheeks, forehead and every nook and cranny of his face. you tap his face so he can open his eyes as you finally finish. as you raise your hands to start on yours, bill swats them away and tells you ‘lemme do it!’ as he brings his own to massage your cheeks, pressing a quick kiss to the tip of your nose before he starts.
you think about a resignation.
oooookay this one was bad . sorry guys D: i appear to be losing my spark
FRET NOT ! i am not leaving , just probably won’t be as active as i think i’ll be . will occasionally post :3
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★Secret★
TW: jerking off/masturbation, pervy thoughts (kinda), use of y/n, third person, gn!reader, making bets, oblivious reader, wet dreams, palming, smut,
“Fuck-“ Georg groaned, his head tilting back as his hands gripped at your hair, pushing your head down on his cock as you deepthroated him. The room was filled with lewd groans and slurping noises, along with some soft gagging on your part. Fuck, you were good.. really good.
Georg was jolted awake from his dream by footsteps in the hallway, the noise of some giggling teens coming from outside as they passed his hotel room door. He groaned as he sat up in bed, glancing over at the alarm clock on the hotel bedside table, 5:00am. He let out a tired sounding grunt, hesitating before lifting up the covers to peek beneath his blankets. Lo and behold he was hard, so hard in fact that there was a small wet spot of pre, assumingly from his wet dream about y/n.
Be was a bit unsure, jerking off to y/n? What was he? A crazy fan boy? Yet he pushed those thoughts aside as he pulled down his pajama pants, just enough to free his aching erection. He took his cock in his hand, starting to slowly pump his hand up and down his shaft. His hand moved at a slow pace, and speeding up slightly as his mind flashed with explicit images of you, his imagination running wild.
He moaned quietly, biting down on his lip to keep his noise down as he slowly stroked himself, speeding up his pace quite a bit. His hand still stroked at his shaft as the other hand came up to palm the head of his cock. The pleasure was almost too intense, rows of goosebumps prickling at his skin as pleasure coursed through his veins.
“Fuck- fuck- fuck-“ Georg whined, he was so close to cumming, he couldn’t stop now, no way. He continued to palm the head of his cock, his whines and cries too hard to hold back in such a state. And with a few last rubs he came, his head falling back as strangled cries of your name fell from his lips as his climax spilled over him. His cock was still throbbing from the intensity, his now soft cock still grasped in his hand as he tried to catch his breath. His chest was heaving and his body was sticky with sweat, spurts of cum coating the palm of his hand as he bonelessly melted into the pillows.
“You okay georg? You sounded like you were upset this morning..” You asked, clearly oblivious that he had been jerking off to the thought of you on the other side of the wall.
“Yeah, just had a nightmare.” Georg brushed it off, taking a bite of his waffles as the two of you sat at the table having been forced to have breakfast with the rest of the band.
“Oh, okay.. well if you need help call me next time.” You hummed, thinking you were just making a kind offer. Georg nodded and went back to eating, a small flush forming on his cheeks from the offer. You heard a quiet snicker from Tom as he leaned over and whispered to bill, shrugging it off since you couldn’t hear him.
“20€, pay up.” Tom said smugly to bill, watching as the ravenette rolled his eyes and handed Tom the money, watching him greedily shove it in his pocket. Nobody knows what the two had made a bet on, but most likely it was Georg’s little secret.
YAYY FINALLY A FIC IS OUT!! It’s a bit of a short one but I wrote it at like 2am while delirious so don’t judge me and excuse any mistakes. I’m working on a longer fic I just wanted to post something to keep you little goblins (hopefully) satisfied while I work on it. Love you guys💕
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could u do subby 2006 tom whos inexperienced in pussy eating and he wants to do it for the first time on reader and she guides him through it cuz hes nervous but turns out being rlly good. and he asks "am i doing good" "is this right" and u praise him and hes just ends up being the best at it. :)))
seeing as you already requested this to another creator, no, i won’t do it 🥰! stop requesting the same stuff to multiple creators.
this person already did this request & they ate it up so if you’d like to read it, go on their page:). @billskeis
#bill kaulitz x reader#evieskiesss#smut#tokio hotel x reader#tom kaulitz x reader#bill kaulitz smut#georg listing#gustav schäfer#tokio hotel#tom kaulitz smut
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Fav (tokio hotel) blogs I genuinely enjoy 😛!
(this is so random but yeah)
@itsmealaiah FAVV MUTUAL 💟. literally the coolest and such a good writer its insane. Literally do a whip and nae nae when she messages me.
@tkaulitzlvr SUCH A GOOD WRITER ASWELL OHU MY GHOD. literally jumped for joy when they followed me back I was doijgn backflips no cap
@fawnprincessblog can I tell you guys how much I literally love her blog. I stalk on it atleast once a week because its so real. Also jumped for joy when she followed me back bc holy fart
@ichikopotato I love her writing sm oh mghy god its so good. I twirl my hair everytime I read her stories.
@evieskiesss also a talented writer I enjoy sm ❣ all my inspo for writing (++ all the other writers)
@billskeis CHATTT 🤤 literally such a good writer aswell and when they followed me back I genuinely started jumping and doing cartwheels
@starrykaulitz first tokio hotel writer I read and I literally loved it sm. Their writing is sooo good ugh
I have more but I'm genuinely too shy to mention them
#tokio hotel#tom kaulitz#tokio hotel bloggers#yeah#I love these blogs with all my heart tho#literally would kiss u guys lolz
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OH MY GOD. its not a want its a need💔
imagine a smoke sesh w them dude
creds to @billskeis for the photo
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୨ my beautiful f4iriiez [aka my mutuals] ୧
@v6mp1r3kaulitzz @jujusrit @gravityxgyre @mikkies @spiderrmax @billskeis
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ᡣ𐭩 beach days w the kaulitz twins
the water felt amazing to touch as you dipped your feet in. it’s been a while since you’ve actually been to the beach and had made plans to go with the kaulitz twins.
luckily, the plans made it out the groupchat and with your busy schedule as a solo artist and theirs as tokio hotel, everyone was able to follow through.
swimming by yourself, you moan in satisfaction to how the water cooled you down from the heat of the summer.
“bill! tom! hurry up!” you exclaimed to the twins as they begin to usher themselves towards the shore.
“fuck! it’s cold,” bill complained.
“man up bill, don’t be such a puss,”
“oh shut up tom!”
tom laughed but immediately gasped as the black haired twin splashes water, getting tom somewhat soaked.
“my..my hair..!”
“that’s what you get!!”
“you little shit.. wait, y/n?”
…
“oh shit y/n! i’m so sorry,” bill made his way towards you in the water, a little slow as the water provided a little resistance.
“y/n—FUCK..!”
“TOM—!”
“GERONIMOOOO!!¡!”
both you and bill screamed while bill fell into the water as tom leaped on top of him, the impact of the water and the weight of the two twin’s bodies held you underwater for seconds longer than they were.
tom was the first to raise his head from under the water, seeming to no longer care about his locs being wet.
giggling, he witnessed as his baby brother came up second gasping for air.
“what the fuck is wrong with you!?”
“hey! you started it first,”
“you fu—y’know what—nevermind.. where’s y/n?”
“dunno, weird.. she was just here,”
the twins called for you, voices muffled due to the body of water.
you hid underwater. in a panic. you have no fucking idea as what to do. the twins cannot see you like this.
imagine your childhood friends seeing you in this state. god, how fucking embarrassing.
your bikini top came off, and is nowhere near to be found in the water. it must’ve come undone when tom jumped on the two of you, that little shit.
you cannot hold your breath for any longer, fuck, what do you do?? it’s getting harder and harder to stay underwater. you panic, bubbles escaping as you then begin to gasp in the water.
fuck it.
you choke, but your head rises above from the water and the twins flinch at the splash of water and the uncalled for jumpscare.
“y/n!! are you okay??” bill exclaimed as he ushers himself closer to you in a worry, tom quietly following behind as he also worried.
“d-don’t come any closer,” you squeak as the twins stop in their tracks, “are you hurt?? why were you under the water for so long—oh..”
tom scrunches his face in confusion as he sees the surprised expression on bill’s face. your face heats a bright red as you realize that bill notices whats wrong, clutching your bare chest between your arms even closer.
“what?? what is it??” tom asks, “you’re not hurt right y/n?” you nod your head, slowly turning around to reveal the situation that is completely tom’s fault! how could he!?
he swallows a hard lump in his throat, swimming trunks becoming a bit tight. he questions whether it’s the heat from the sun or the fact that you’re presented topless in front of him.
bill cannot also help but feel a little bashful, as your back is turned to him he holds a hand to his mouth in shock, also hiding how red his face is.
“i—i think it’s time for me to go..”
“wait y/n! stay, the water is still so nice,”
why was he so insistent?
“how can i tom!? i lost my bikini top and it’s nowhere to be found..”
tom clutches the piece of fabric behind his back, he attempts to shove the garment down the trunks of his shorts without you noticing.
bill smirked as he places a hand on your shoulder, you turning to him to look up at how he smiles ear to ear.
“y/n.. do you wanna go back to the hotel?”
you gulp, what’s with this sudden change of atmosphere. bill’s body was way closer than expected you cannot stop but stare at the star tattoo that was peaking through his shorts.
“i, uhm..”
he’s really close, you’re getting all flustered and you don’t want him to catch on to that. he’s one of your best friends for god’s sake! get it together y/n..
as you begin to widen the gap between you and bill, your back hits a rock. there’s rocks this shallow on the shore?? you swore that the spot the three of you went to swim in was pretty open.
a hand grips your waist, you whip your head in shock to meet tom’s gaze, his lids a bit lowered as he bites his lip slightly to hold in a groan.
your backside was pressed onto his crotch, obviously hardened.
“y/n..”
“t-tom!”
in a frenzy, your attempt to escape was feeble as bill closed the once open gap between you two. completely sandwiched in between the twins, you look down to hide how completely shy and pathetic you look.
bill grabs one of your arms, you gasp in trying to hide your chest once more as he places the hand he ripped from you onto his lower groin.
“see what you do, y/n? god—we’ve been giving you so many signs but your little head just didn’t see them hm?”
“what’re you talking about??”
“cut the crap y/n,” tom chimes in from behind, “we want you. we like you. so bad. since the moment we met you,”
“…”
the twins?? like you?? no fucking way, not one but two?? unbelievable. your heart thumps an unexplainable speed as you cannot help but feel giddy and anxious given the current situation.
“i’ll ask again, schatzi, do you wanna go back to the hotel?”
bodies pressed against yours, you’re chest flush against bill’s, your hand no longer guarding the breasts you so desired to hide. with your back against tom’s chest, you feel everything.
did he get harder?
you tilt your head up to look at bill and tom, obviously grinning. they’re expectant. needy. spoiled. you’ve always given them whatever they wanted when asked for but this is just a whole other level.
with a sharp breath you inhale,
“yes.”
“f-fuck..!” you yelp as the constant touching of the twin’s on your cunt has your brain turning into mush.
as the three of you made it back to the hotel room, it started off with kissing. quick and rough, both using their mouths to work on two different areas at once.
bill suckled on the right of your nipples as tom’s tongue danced with yours. knees buckling, you’re now losing the strength to stand up.
“up we go!” tom lifts you up princess style after the two of them unlatched their mouths off you. body littered with hickeys, you’re gonna have to find out a way to cover these while also dealing with the malibu heat.
or not.
as tom lays you gently on the couch, he lays your head onto his lap as he bends down to place a kiss on your forehead, smiling.
bill taps your thigh to catch your attention, looking down at the only piece of clothing that had covered what the two of them really wanted.
“can i take them off?”
“mmhm,”
he slips your bikini bottoms off in no time, throwing them somewhere far away, heck, probably even out of the balcony window as all they wanted to see you in all of your glory 24/7.
“fuck y/n..” bill moans as you instantaneously spread your legs out in front of him, tom’s hands playing with your hair that fell onto his legs.
“i’m so glad you said yes.”
and that’s how you ended up where you are now.
moaning like a bitch in heat as you clutches the cushions of the couch with how tom moved his thumb in circles over your clit while bill had two of his digits fucking into you, purposely curving them to press on your g-spot again and again.
they bullied your cunt to their liking, and they fucking loved it.
loved the way your moans slipped out of your mouth, lips swollen from how hard you bit them to not let the noises slipped. but bill only went harder.
loved the way your tits bounced from the impact of how bill pistons his fingers in and out of your wet pussy.
loved the way your legs would convulse from attention and intricacy to how tom would rub your clit. nice and slow to ensure you felt everything, a grip on his shorts when you panicked at how an orgasm would quickly wash over the other.
“no..no more..! please!”
it was like, what, the fourth or fifth time you came?? after each and every one of them the twins would giggle and continue to wring them out of your body dry.
cooing sweet nothings to you as they promised they would ‘stop after this one’ or ‘just one more baby okay?’
“fuck schatzi.. you’re so wet.. so fucking hot, ” as tom slaps your pussy lightly, fingers hitting your clit just right.
“can’t believe we didn’t do this earlier.. you’re just so perfect y/n..” bill moans as he thrusts his hips against the couch, tom palming himself as he lolls his tongue out to play with his lip piercing.
they’re drunk off of just seeing you in such a state. they’re so happy, so happy that you let them toy with you as if they own you.
“h-hahh.. stop.. please—unnnggghh..!”
your gummy walls are nothing but sensitive, feeling everything as bill thrusts his fingers into you, a constant squelch of your pussy as he fucks you. it didn’t help that tom also wasn’t done with your clit, the hooded bud only ever sending electricity through your body.
and then it came down. either your fifth or sixth orgasm as your cunt spills with squirt, the couch now becoming soaked with your come.
“what a fucking sight.. look at this pussy..” tom kneads at the flesh of your breast with his free hand as he slows the pace of his thumb on your clit.
“mm.. good girl, y/n.. doing s’well for us..” as he leans down to lick a stripe up your torso starting from your belly button, tongue traveling as he reached below your breasts to now bring his head up.
the twins admired you and how you grind your hips into their hands to ride your orgasm out. are they finally done? they slowed down, god please let this be over you thought.
you almost fainted from the pleasure
tom props you up to his on his lap as he pecks your cheeks and shrugs your shoulders playfully as nothing ever happened.
your chest heaves to catch a breath, body soaked in sweat and your own juices. you softly smile, “you okay?” he asks, “y-yeah..”
bill hands you an opened bottle of water from the hotel fridge, you thank him and take a swig of the cooling liquid, “had fun?” he giggles.
“shut up..” you grumbled, the twins did nothing but laugh as they looked at you and then exchanged looks. bill kisses your lips after taking the water bottle into his own hands.
“you’re godsend y/n.. we enjoyed every moment of it,”
as bill sits beside tom, tom brings a blanket to cover the three of you. you nuzzle your body into the two of them, all exhausted from your indecencies.
..
“soooo about liking me..”
“we love you, y/n,” tom blurts out.
“really??”
“like, really,” bill responds.
“well shit.”
“do you not like us back??” tom asks with concern in his voice, bill pouts, a tinge of guilt in their chests as they felt like they’ve forced you into doing something you weren’t comfortable with.
“no shit! you think i was just gonna let you guys finger fuck me till’ i almost pass out if i didn’t like you??”
“oh,” they both say at the same time.
“i love youuuuu,” you say,
“love you too princess,” bill smiles like an idiot.
tom can only smother you in kisses, too shy to speak.
“hey!” bill does the same.
it is now a competition.
a/n : and there you have it, my first kaulitz twins x reader fic ! also im so sorry i havent posted in like almost a week, on top of school i went clubbing for st pattys weekend and my drunk ass fell down a flight of stairs, i fucked up my knees and fingers . pray for a speedy recovery y’all 😭😭
#tokio hotel#tokio hotel x y/n#tokio hotel x you#tokio hotel x reader#tokio hotel smut#bill kaulitz#bill kaulitz x y/n#bill kaulitz x you#bill kaulitz x reader#bill kaulitz smut#tom kaulitz#tom kaulitz x y/n#tom kaulitz x you#tom kaulitz x reader#tom kaulitz smut#2000s#fyp#billskeis
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i quickly thought of this after watching a porno and needed to get it out.
ᡣ𐭩 loser virgin bill and his experienced gf
“a-and you’re sure you’re okay with this..?” he stutters as you’re already opening your mouth, drooling at the pretty cock in front of your face, mushroom tip leaking with pre. you stop and just look at bill, whose thighs tremble in nervousness but anticipation as you talked about giving bill a blowjob.
“of course i am! wouldn’t have gone this far if i wasn’t, hm?” you lean your head to rest on one of bill’s thighs looking up at him as he sits upright on the edge of his bed, propped on his elbows as you sit on your knees placed right between his legs. “o-okay..” smiling brightly at the boy in front of you.
sticking out your tongue, wet with drool from how you’re salivating. you’ve been waiting for this moment forever, the right time to finally pounce. from simply hanging out and watching movies in his bedroom, you pulled up with the ‘can i suck you off?’ question, leaving bill in complete and utter shock. and to your surprise, he said yes.
bill has no experience. whatsoever. its so cute. he gets all shy and flustered whenever you make an advance on him. holding his hips, kissing his neck, whispering dirty things into his ears. he’s never known what it’s like to cum. never masturbated in his life. never seen porn before. he’s never fucking seen a tit or pussy, period.
this excites you to the max. you can’t help but physically get wet at the thought of taking your boyfriend’s virginity and corrupting him. and here you are, about to make it happen. you lick up the length of bill’s cock, he whimpers, it’s high pitch and nasally. fucking delicious, you thought.
“ahhnn, y-y/n..” “shhhh baby just let me do all’tha work mmkay?” he nods feverishly, gripping the sheets as you work your tongue along the shaft of his penis. feeling it throb against the flat of your tongue, you moan, propping both your hands on each of his thighs as you hold them wider and begin to bring your whole mouth to the tip of his cock.
engulfing it, you swirl your tongue around the head, ensuring that you lick up alllll the precum that gloops out. “oohh.. f-fuck..” you kitten lick at his cock and look at him, smirking as his dick stays in your mouth, “feelsh’good?” as you talk with his dick in your mouth, bill can’t help but shudder at the erotic scene in front of him. is this what porn is like?
“ja.. my tummy feels nice..” bless his heart. “does it now?” and before he could speak, you go down, bobbing your head up and down his thick length as you motion your tongue to continuously run against the flesh of his cock, feeling every vein that decors his member, cupping his balls in your hands as you fondle them.
“eek! schatzi! no! please!” bill’s legs attempt to clamp close as he tries to bring your head up from his cock, overstimulated from the sudden pleasure of a blowjob. he’s sooo sensitive.. but it’s his fault! how can someone so cute never have gotten a blowjob?? you feel honoured to be his first, and you wanna make sure it’s the best and last he’s ever had.
you swat away at his feeble attempts to escape from you. sucking even harder, you’re hollowing out your cheeks and stick your tongue out deeper to make sure you don’t gag, deep-throating him. his tip hits the back of your throat leading you to moan at the sensation. bill can only moan, mouth formed into an O shape as the rest of his body falls against the bed, there’s no winning with you and he’s given up on trying to stop you.
the sounds are nasty, lewd, wet, and squelchy as you blow off your boyfriend, occasionally stopping to pay extra attention to the head of bill’s cock, his favourite spot. you can tell it’s his favourite because he get’s especially whiny when you do.
“y/n..! y/n baby please stop ‘m gonna pee.. please!!” but you don’t. you don’t understand the concept of stopping because you’ve already gone this far. but bill doesn’t understand that he’s not actually gonna ‘pee.’ how silly of him x3! such a naive boy..
as much as he wants you to stop. he feels shooo good. he’s just too shy to actually admit it, feeling like a complete loser for moaning and whimpering like a bitch in heat cause it’s his first blowjob. he hates how much more experienced you are than him. he wants to make you feel good too! but that’s a discussion for a later time.
as you suckle on the tip, bill finally sees white. breathing extremely heavy, his moans are caught in his throat and they come out as cries. his thighs shake and tremble as he paints your throat walls a creamy white. you milk him, ensuring to suck out every drop of cum from him. it’s delicious, you love the taste. it’s even tastier coming from bill, an addicting ambrosia that you can’t wait to get more of.
latching off bill’s cock with a ‘pop!’ you lick at the cum that formed on the flesh of your lips, relishing in the taste. smirking at your boyfriend, you giggle at how he can’t look at you, eyes darting to everywhere in the room but you. that is, until you cup his face to look at you and place a kiss to his lips.
you dart your tongue to enter his mouth, assaulting his own. tasting himself, he cringes at the taste of his own cum. you like this? he moans into the kiss, not knowing where to place them, holding himself up on the bed instead as you now sit in his lap. as you part lips with him, bill snuggles his head into your chest, now hugging you. “you okay? how was it?” “felt s’good.. i want more..”
petting his hair, you can’t help but laugh at how cute he is. you get up from his lap to grab the tv remote from the floor, movie finished from your previous session. reaching for it from over the bed, bill gasps as he stares at you in front of him, ass up with your skirt all ridden up to reveal the wet patch on your panties. you’re soaked from just sucking him off. “y-y/n.. you’re.. um, i-i—”
“hmm? oh! ‘s all your fault billy.. now come fix it..”
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ᡣ𐭩 bus shenanigans w bill
it was mid day into the summer where you and the band were on world tour, travelling from place to place as the exhausting schedules had you all working to the bone.
of course, as part of their management team, you did everything in your power to keep the band in check.
water? done. snacks? already given. towels? passed around.
not to mention, the constant words of affirmation and reassurance that everything will be okay.
you were their escape of solace in the midst of youthful chaos.
“tomtom! where’s bill? i don’t think i’ve seen him at all today,” you pout.
“hmph, little cunt must still be sleeping. you know how he gets on tour,”
that’s right. when given the day off bill will not do anything but sleep. sleep until late evening, as unhealthy as it is, you understand from a rockstar point of view.
“ah.. okay! ‘m gonna go check up on him, see if he needs anything.”
“i don’t think that’s a good idea y/n,”
“huh?”
“ask georg or gustav, whenever we bother him during his nap time he throws a fit. gets all moody nd shit,”
“i find that hard to believe,” you cross your arms.
“alright, go see for yourself,”
“y’know what i will!”
tom clicks his tongue and sips on his coke, smirking as your figure disappears from within the bus foyer to go to where bill’s bunk was.
since you made it your mission to prove tom wrong due to your stubborn persona, it was only natural that you went to go see bill. little did you know about what bill had in store for you specifically if you had woken him.
“you’re in deep trouble, y/n.”
as you open the door to the even more cramped space, you see a figure adorned in all black under the thin fabric of a blanket covering the figure.
his body moves up and down as he breaths. sound asleep eh? you make small tip-toed steps towards the bunk bed.
“billy..? you sleeping in?”
you sit down on the hard mattress and couch under to fit yourself within the tiny space. patting bill’s still body, you attempt to wake him up.
“c’monnn you gotta wake up half the day is over and we have stuff to do—”
everything happened in a flash you don’t even know how you ended up in such a position.
bill is on top of you.
THE bill fucking kaulitz has you pinned down on the bunk bed. the grip he has on each of your wrists tighten and you wince at the pain. you don’t remember bill ever being that strong but he has been working out a bit more for their comeback.
his locs fall a down to tickle your cheeks. he looks down at you, pitiful. eyelids lowered as he gazes into yours with absolute darkness and lust. you feel yourself getting hot.
what the hell did you get yourself into?
“y/n. i was napping.”
“i-i know, but i figured that we have a lot on our plate we needed our lead singer,”
“did you? or did you wanna just come here and bother me because you just wanted to see me, hm?”
“u-um..”
he leans his face closer to yours, eyes never breaking contact as he slightly grins. he enjoys how worked out and shy you’re getting as you begin to get the cold sweats, shaking a bit.
“oh you little slut, you’re in big trouble now schatzi,”
bill begins to claw at your pants to take them off, thank god you didn’t wear anything that had any buttons or zippers because he would get so frustrated he’d rip the whole thing off of you.
“bill! there’s people on the b-bus..!”
“and? you were warned,”
“s-stop, please..”
“betcha tom already warned ya, but your pretty little head thought it was okay anyway..”
with the undressing of your pants came with your panties, that hid how coated your cunt was with slick.
truthfully and shamelessly, you were turned the fuck on.
bill wastes no time as he freed his hardened cock from his pyjama pants, already leaking with precum. as he rubs the tip up and down your slit, you whine at how sensitive you were. bill knew how to rile you up sensually or not, and it drove you nuts.
“please..”
“hmmm? can’t hear you mein maus.. gonna have to speak up.”
“please..! j-just get it over with—ah!”
you yelp at the sudden thrust of bill’s cock into your entrance. already balls deep, bill cannot help but let out a wanton moan as you clasp one of your hands on his mouth.
“fuuuck you drive me nuts..”
“q-quiet..!”
he licks at your hand playfully to which you immediately pull it away.
“b-bill!?”
chuckling, a smile is plastered on bill’s face as he sheaths his cock in and out of your pussy slowly.
“mm.. you’re so warm nd tight,” he moans as he uses both hands to caress the curves of your waist, hands exploring what’s his. he needed you, and craved you.
hey, at least he’s awake now.
bracing yourself, both his hands stop all movements as they now hold onto your waist tightly. with rhythmic thrusts, bill keeps a steady pace fucking into you as if it were his last time to.
he’s in a frenzy. bill cannot stop moving his hips. the loud squelching of how wet and slick your cunt furthered this need to fuck you into an oblivion.
bill doesn’t hear your pleads to ‘s-stop!’ or ‘slow down..’ he doesn’t notice the pool of cum and squirt mixed between where the two of you were joined on the bed sheets growing. he doesn’t notice your cunt tightening by the second and how you’ve already came.
words fall onto dead ears, your now babbling for him to stop as the pressure of his cock in your cunt makes pushes you further into ecstasy.
“b-billy! a-ah! i already came! i know now not to wake you up s-so p-pleaseeepleasepleaseplease slow down—ungggghhh..!” you attempt to whisper, but they come out as quiet screams instead.
as he snaps out of it, he takes a good look down at your body on top of him, eyes widening for a second but never stilling his movements.
“f-fuck y/n.. look at you, such a whore f’me.. me, and me only..”
“i—ugh—i can’t do this anymore.. they’re gonna hear us..,”
“pft, whatever. let them hear how much of a slut you become for my cock. you deserve this.”
you just want this to end. with a pussy all sore and sensitive from how big bill is, not to mention how with each thrust bill’s cock hits your cervix balls deep, you’re bound to not walk the next day.
bill places a kiss on your mouth, tongue assaulting every nook and cranny of your mouth as you try to keep up with him.
as his mouth leaves yours, you attempt to catch a breath from not only him kissing you but how his tip hits your g spot every single time he presses his dick into you.
“h-hahh.. bill..” you wrap your arms around his neck.
“mein schatz.. these visits better become a daily thing, wanna punish you over and over again till’ you pass out from how good i fuck you.”
georg walks into the shaking tour bus with gustav after their smoke break.
tom is sitting on the couch eating his skittles and watching the small television propped up on one of the bus walls.
“didn’t you warn her?” georg asks as he hands tom back his lighter.
your moans can be heard from the opposite side of the bus. seems as though you stopped caring about the noise.
“i did, holy shit they been at it for like an hour now..”
“EW GUSTAV YOU’RE HARD.”
“shut the fuck up.” as he covers his lap with a pillow.
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this was a req from anon that was suuuper long but needless to say im obsessed ^.^
ᡣ𐭩 bill’s a stalking pervert
bill’s a pervert. a real, pervert. and not in the way you think. he’s not obvious. he won’t look up your skirt as you walk up the flight of stairs in front of him. he won’t stare down your cleavage as you yell and nag at him for calling you a ‘bitch’ as your tits press close together with the cross of your arms. god no, he’s not that stupid. he plans everything through.
at a good distance away, your house resides a couple houses down from him. perfect for you not to notice the way he’ll angle his head to get a perfect of you slipping out of your outfit, stripping completely naked to then put on a night gown. he relishes in the sight of your body, watering at the mouth. every inch and curve of yours was just utterly perfect to him. he gets hard thinking about running his hands on your soft and supple skin.
he takes pictures, a lot of them. don’t be surprised if you were to ever stumble upon his room and find a few of them pinned to a bulletin board on his wall. decorated nice and neat. one of the pictures he has is of a portrait of you, with a black-sharpie heart drawn on it. most of them were candids, of course, others taken from your social media and social media’s of your friends, and your friends friends, desperate to find anything of you.
try not to be surprised either at the fact he will have a photo of you by his bedside table, with a roll of toilet paper and body lotion.
one day he was following you while you were out on a weekday meeting up with a friend from work. you greeted your friend who was running a little late, embracing her in a friendly hug as the two of you sat down at the cafe table, drinks already ordered. was he sitting at the table next to you in some gaudy disguise? no, too weird. was he peeking through like a peeping tom from the entrance door? god no, he’s not an amateur.
he sat in his car, parked in the parking lot in front of the cafe as he adjusted the earbud he wore. while talking about friends and family, your friend brought up the odd question of what you thought of bill. cringing, you question her as to why she was asking this in the first place and she had mentioned how you two had always bitched at each other, to what she refers to as ‘a little too close for comfort to be just enemies.’
you roll your eyes at her, immediately beginning to throw insults at the man she spoke of. his heart stung a little, pouting at he looked at you through the car window while listening to the microphone of your friend’s earbud on the opposite side, hidden behind the locs of her hair so you wouldn’t notice that bill had been on call with her this whole time.
he had bribed her. but not to mention despite being your friend, she was closely acquainted to him more than she was with you, the money just had to be the cherry on top. feeling a little upset, he suddenly can’t help the gasp that let out his mouth when you told your friend that ‘despite him being hot, i don’t think he’d ever want to get with me, he hates me!’
oh how he was gonna change your mind.
turning the metal knob, you stop the shower water running as you exit the glass enclosure. wrapping yourself in the soft fuzzy towel, you step out of the bathroom into your bedroom, hair slightly dripping onto the wooden floor that creaked beneath your footsteps.
noticing that your closet door was left slightly open, you quirked an eyebrow up. what the hell? you thought you closed it before you left your room to go freshen up. you always leave it closed. well, it didn’t matter anyways because you needed to grab some clothes anyways.
opening the closet door, you heart almost sunk six feet under the ground as you were met with a figure you were least expecting. it was bill fucking kaulitz, your D1 enemy, standing, there, in your goddamn closet. you almost let out a shriek until he immediately covered your mouth with his palm. pressed his body against your half naked one, only the cover-up of your towel separating the two of you.
you blink fast. scared, anxious, what the hell was he doing in your room. he looked calm, but a little nervous. your heavy suffocated breaths are the only noise that fill the room, as he tells you to calm down, you attempt to slow your breathing. not wanting to concern anyone in your family, you comply with his orders. it would be a bad spot if any of them were to find you half naked with a complete stranger, a man, at that.
“gonna keep quiet?” you nod, you wanted answers. you wanted to know why the man you thought to dislike you, along with someone who you’d disliked so much was doing in the vicinity of your bedroom. letting his palm go away from your face, he shoves his hands into the pockets of his jeans, “well?? what the fuck are you doing here!? how—how the hell did you get inside??”
“does that really matter right now? aren’t you glad to see me?” he holds his arms out, waiting for your response. he knows just how to push your buttons, you bite your lip. god was he tall, he had to look down at you for the two of you to make eye contact. this fucker was lucky that he was good looking, or else you would’ve called the cops. pretty privilege amiright?
“get the hell out.” “princess—” “i said, get the hell out, bill.” bill can only stare at you. staring you down, his eyes shift up and down your figure. you can feel his gaze on you. of course, he was standing right in front of you, acting as if he wasn’t undressing you with his eyes. your face heats up, could it be you’re feeling shy that he was looking at you with such lust or the fact that you had taken a steaming hot shower not too long ago?
he steps a little closer to you, you take a step back to keep a distance. “prinzessin, bitte.. i need you so bad.. i don’t think you understand how much i want you. wanted you. i craved for this moment for ever.. can’t you make my dreams come true..?” you’re at a loss for words, totally unbelieving the words that are coming out of his mouth. he wants you?? does this mean he likes you??
“i came to see you, i love you.. and i want you to make me yours..” “i.. c-can i get a moment to think about this?? you’re moving way too fast—” pulling you into a hug, you towel could threaten to fall off if he were to let go, his body slightly unravelling the heavy cloth that wraps around your body. your head was pressed against his chest, you hear his heartbeat. it’s fast and never stopping.
“y/n please!! i can’t wait for your response.. just please let me out you out.. please let me fuck you.. i only want you to feel good.” his black dreads drape over and tickle your shoulders as he nuzzles his head into your neck. as he begged and he begged, you can feel his hard-on pressed into your thigh. swallowing, you let the lump go down your throat as you whisper him a small ‘fine.’ he can’t help but let out a moan of joy, clearly relieved by your answer. he’s so happy. he’s so happy he gets to go down on his favourite girl.
your legs clamps around bill’s head. a grip entangled in his black locs as you form a makeshift ponytail with your hands to hold bill’s dreads back away from his face as he eats you out. he’s starved, hungry, licking at your folds if it were his last meal on earth. his moans vibrate in your pussy, his nose nudging your clit as he motions his head up and down.
he wouldn’t be able to stop now, and neither were you going to be able to stop him. he’s been dreaming of this, dreaming of the day that he would be able to use your body as he likes. he wouldn’t wanna use you like that though! he loves you too much, he only cares about your pleasure, if you’re feeling good, he comes second in this equation.
“auugh, b-bill..” you thrash your head back into the pillow as he flicks your clit with the tip of his tongue, “you taste sooo fuckin’ good..” as he eats you out sloppily, he purposely sucks at your cunt in a way that the noises are only what’s heard in your bedroom.
he wanted to be gentle! trust me, he did! bill would only want the best for his girl’s first time. you let him know before he went down on you, telling you that it was okay and just let him do all the work for now. but he can’t get enough of the taste, it’s like nectar to him. he can’t get enough of how sweet your moans are either, how his name just so easily rolls of his tongue other than in the context of you screaming in his face.
your juices drip down his chin, and he looks up at you from between your thighs. expecting, his eyes look as though he expects you to say something, “feel s’good billy.. m’gunna cum soon..!” and this fires him up even more, wrapping both his arms around your legs to bury his face into your pussy even more. messily lapping at the wetness, he places wet kisses on your clit as he whimpers at how pretty your puffy, sensitive cunt is. suddenly, he stops.
“s’pretty, but i want you to come on this dick. get up schatzi..” with weak wobbly legs, you prop yourself up on the bed, crawling to bill who’s already sat up against the bed frame. nervously, you bring your hands to palm bill through his sweatpants, a wince escaping his lips as he slightly trembles.
“shit..” “sensitive are ya?” you let out a soft giggle as he nods his head, biting his bottom lip a little too hard that it may bleed. you free his cock from its constraints to see it stand tall. fuck. he’s huge. you pray to the gods he doesn’t rip you apart, with such a length and girth. it’s a pretty shade of pink, and it leaks pre, a lot of it.
bill brings his hand to jerk himself off, as you position yourself within his lap, cunt slightly hovering over him. both prepped, he asks if you’re ready, and with just a nod, he pushes himself into you. slow, he inches his dick into the tight walls of your cunt, letting out a wanton moan as tears begin to fill his eyes. he’s so sensitive, with just the tip inside, he might already come. his dreams were finally coming to life, and it’s all thanks to you :3.
he wanted to wait for you to feel adjusted to his size. he knows he’s big, he just doesn’t flaunt it, wanting to save himself in surprising you with it of course. sitting there, he holds your hips as he can only moan out words of affirmation to you, telling you how pretty you look perched up on his cock or how good you tasted.
as good as he knows how to get under your skin, you also learnt today how good he was at making you nervous. what a little shithead he is, isn’t he? to no further notice, you begin to bounce your hips on his cock, cunt sliding up and down his length as your walls mould to the shape of him.
“a-amazing.. you feel s’good.. don’t stop—oh god—p-please don’t stop!” a tear falls down bill’s cheek as he whimpers from the way you fuck your hips back onto his. a heavy slapping sound fills the room as you ride him with no intent to stop and his sensitive dick can only hold out so much..
bill’s gaze cannot seem to focus on one thing. the way your tits bounce with how hard you ride him, or how your cunt just envelopes his dick. he doesn’t know where to put his hands, so he lets them fall to the side of his body. as you do all the work, you smirk, suddenly clenching around bill as he gasps. eyes widening as he cries out from the pleasure.
he’s pathetic. a complete and utter sobbing mess. dreads prettily framing his face as his black eyeshadow runs down it. rising your hips, you attempt to get the both of you off as quick as possible. you notice how bill squints his eyes shut, he’s concentrating on trying not to come too fast. cupping his cheek with your hand, he opens his eyes in shock, quickly nuzzling his face to stifle his moans into your palm as he shies away.
“mmphf.. s’happy.. s’glad you said, ah! y-yes..” “yea?? you happy?” “mmhm!!” and that’s what did it for you. while bringing your face closer to his, you kiss bill hard as you shove your tongue in his mouth, invading his as you piston your hips on his. you grin at the whorish moans he lets out into the kiss, tongues swirling within one another as bill attempts to catch his breath, wanting to let go but you only kiss him deeper.
he’s pussy drunk, it’s like a drug. and for what seemed like forever, bill’s orgasm came as he filled your insides, cum spurting to paint the insides of you white. he wraps his arms around you to bring your torsos closer together. thighs trembling, bill only fucks himself deeper than he already is, hitting your cervix straight on as his cum fills your womb.
the cord in your stomach finally snapped as your orgasm followed shortly after, electricity pulsing through your body as you clenched around him. as you break off the kiss, a string of saliva following, heavy pants are exchanged as the two of you stare at one another. “you okay?” you ask bill, he seems way more disheveled than you were, “mm’kay.. that was.. amazing..”
“don’t tell me that was your first time too? “s-shut up..” you laugh as you wipe the sweat off his forehead, putting some of his dreads behind his ears as you peck the tip of his nose. bill only smiles at you, telling you that he’s sorry about earlier. you can only shake your head at him and tell him that despite the fact he could’ve confessed any other way, you didn’t mind this, telling him that you also like him.
bill’s heart can only skip a beat as you lead him into the washroom to run a nice warm bath.
so rip to everyone else who was in that house >.> anon also wanted aftercare but im lazy this is all u get >:3
gn guys ! i did not proofread this .. or any of my works matter of fact :p
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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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bill angst to smut
so like where he's just ignoring her for days on end while on tour, not answering her calls or anything, and when he comes home she's crying in the bed, so they have like soft sex to make up
(yk who this is)
ᡣ𐭩 missing bill kaulitz
it’s been days. fucking days, still you’ve last talked to your boyfriend. you understood, what comes with the heavy schedule of being today’s rockstar comes with the heavy absence of your lovely boyfriend.
but wouldn’t it hurt to just check in once in a while?
he made it clear to you, that he wouldn’t be able to see you often, hang with you often, and you were okay with that.
so you gave him the grace and leisure of not having to constantly nag for him go be there with you.
just—recently you’ve been feeling a lot more lonley than usual and the once person you look forward to seeing the most isn’t there for you.
not by choice, of course, bill would never!
you lay in your bed within the shared apartment you have with your boyfriend. luckily, the venue where tokio hotel’s final show for their tour was close enough to home you know that he’d come right back to you.
but it would be nice of him to tell you, instead of you finding out from his twin brother.
your chest feels heavy, and almost suffocating. you don’t want to cry, but you can’t help the feeling of emptiness without the light of your life being in your arms as of now.
you’re overthinking it, y/n, god.. in an attempts to shun away your thoughts, you get up to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and possibly a little snack to cheer you up.
having left from the already cold bed, you take a swig of the water you poured yourself and a bite of an apple.
with a sweet crunch, you had the idea to call bill. in hopes that he would for sure pick up this time, completely forgetting that he could just be performing.
with the press of many buttons to the memorized combo of your boyfriend’s phone number? you dialed his contact.
it rung,
and it rung,
and it beeped.
“fuck!” you curse under your breath as though someone else was in the room with you.
of course he didn’t pick up.
he never does,
he hasn’t for four days!
fuck, the things he does and doesn’t do drive you nuts. at this point you don’t even know what to do.
you affirm yourself “it’s okay y/n, he’s just being a rockstar,” but you cannot help the tears that begin to form in your eye ducts. you cannot help the stinging pain in your nostrils as breathing suddenly becomes hard to breathe.
you cry.
you cry, and you let it all out.
you miss your boyfriend.
all cooped up in your sheets, as you wrapped it around your cold and lonely body, you stare blankly at your wall.
it’s been like maybe an hour since you started crying, and indeed did you calm down a bit—but a sniffle here and there would pop out with the occasional tear or two jerking itself from your eyes.
with the click of a door, someone entered the apartment.
bill’s home, fuck.
you quickly wipe your face and fix yourself as to pretend that you were sound asleep as you lay on your side, back facing the bedroom door as you’re turned towards the wall.
“prinzessin? i’m home!” he exclaims but you a lack a response due to the facade you’re trying to put up. you don’t wanna worry or stress him any further after the long night he’s had.
as the footsteps appear to be louder, you can only assume that bill finally entered the bedroom as he places what seems to be his belongings onto the floor.
a dip into the bed as he sits down, “baby?” a hand placed on your waist as he caresses it up and down, “baby are you awake—oh my love..”
he cuts himself off, damn, did he notice?
you didn’t notice the tear that slipped out down your face due to your focus on trying to act asleep. swiping it with his thumb, he places a soft kiss onto your cheek.
he’s so warm.
“my y/n.. why could you have been crying.. i’m so sorry..”
and it all came crashing down.
you couldn’t help but weep. weep at the fact that your boyfriend is finally here. there was no use in putting up such a barrier as if everything’s okay.
bill would end up appreciating this anyway, the fact that you were able to show so much emotion. it tells him that you care, care so much that you were willing to waste your pretty tears on him.
“billy.. i-i missed you so much. i couldn’t help it, i tried to be strong f’you—but you weren’t answering your calls—or-or my texts! i know you were busy and i tried to hold in it but i couldn’t.. ‘m sorry..”
“babybaby, don’t apologize. i’m sorry, i should’ve reassured you further, shoulda been the one to let you know that i would’ve been really busy so you could’ve expected the worst..”
“mm, it’s okay..” you place a kiss onto his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck as you straddle his lap.
he pats your head gently and caresses the top of it, sometimes running his fingers through your hair.
“how can i make it up to you..? i’d do anything,”
“you’re tired..”
“no. baby. now i’m not, all i had to do was see you and i’m feeling more alive than ever. now tell me, what can i do to make it up to you? please, schatzi?”
he places kiss after kiss on your lips, almost smothering your mouth with them. giggling, you decided to tease him by deepening it, returning the favour of kisses but ‘accidentally’ slipping your tongue in, oopsies!
“nnmh.. y/n,” he breaths out in raspy moans, voice seemingly tired out after singing all night, and from having to do it day after day.
tongues melting within one another, you focus your grip on bill’s hair to which he cannot help but whimper.
he works his hands on you, rubbing his hands up and down your arms to warm your once cold body up. bill soon focuses on a certain source of heat, as he tugs on lip of your panties to expose your clothed cunt.
“bill..”
“yes baby?”
“i need you,”
“i know you do. i got you, i’m here now, lemme make it worthwhile for you hm?”
“mmhm..”
whilst holding onto your panties to keep them free, bill uses another hand to work on his pants to free his throbbing dick that has been restrained and unused for oh-so long.
“oh how i missed this pussy, and how i’ve missed you,” he kissed your forehead and smiled, eyes glistening with lust from the moonlight.
eager to slip into your warmth as bill leveraged his member to enter your cunt. as he lowers your body onto himself, bill enters you letting out a breathy moan.
“mmmm, y/n.. fuck, fuckfuck—you just feel so good, i’ve missed this.. can you ride me?”
“makin’ me do all the work after working me up?” you scoff sarcastically and bill cannot help but blush at how pathetic of a boyfriend he is.
“shit, sorry i was just—”
“i’m just kidding bill,” you giggle as you begin bouncing your hips up and down his thick length, feeling every inch and vein that adorned his pretty cock.
the coil in your stomach begins to grow tighter in your stomach as you fuck yourself onto bill. moans shared and exchanged in the small space that heats up what once was a cold and chilly room.
“u-ugh..” you whimper out, an achy feeling in your legs from exerting them in riding bill.
“you okay?”
“y-yeah baby, ‘m fine..”
…
“c’mon schatzi now’s not the time to lie..”
grabbing onto your legs, bill flips you onto the bed missionary-style. he looks down at you with a shit eating smile, eyes all twinkly and what not.
“you’re so pretty, y’know that?”
“shut up..”
he thrusts into you to shut that pretty little mouth of yours up. how dare you tell him to shut up after he came home and offered anything and everything to you??
“n-ngh..”
“gonna come?” he asks, never stopping his movements
you nod, bill’s movements become even more sloppy and you can tell he’s nearing too. with a sharp thrust, electricity flushes through your body as the coil once help snapped.
“‘m cumming..!”
bill cannot help but moan at how clench around him, a white frothy rim forming around the base of his cock from the cum mixed between the two of you.
he fucks you through your orgasm as your body convulses, you squeal at the overstimulation of your bodies rubbing together, legs wrapping around his torso to bring him even closer.
“atta girl.. so pretty.. rather you cry down here instead of up here, don’t you agree?” as he kisses you softly.
a/n : i suck at dialogue >.>
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o em gee I love you AND your writings sm, can I ask for a smut maybe like 2009 tom and js like let’s say he woke up from a nap and he like gets a boner and when he asks the reader to help him , they say yes n’ hes js spitting out sweet swords and stuff ty and make sure u get some rest! 🤍🙏
luv u 2 lets makeout :3c
ᡣ𐭩 tom’s post nap boner
tom woke up with an uncomfortable feeling, almost breathing heavy as he blinked away the sleep in his body. looking around, he noticed you were no longer laying in bed with him. as concerned as he was, there was an even bigger problem at hand. that concerning the morning, or, afternoon wood that he had woken up with.
“hi tom!” he turns his head to met the voice that called out to him. you were already awake, feeling a little bit craving, you left your bedroom not too long ago to go grab a snack and a glass of water. sitting down at the edge of the bed, you gulped down the last bit of water as your attention quickly averts to the show the both of you fell asleep to.
with a groan, tom who was once sitting up in confusion and discomfort, leans his whole body back down on the bed. he feels a little bad having to ask such a thing for you considering that the two of you had just done it, thus the much needed nap. but he can’t help it! he’s a growing boy with growing needs (still?)
“baby..” you hummed in response hearing him call you, body leaned toward his but head still directed to the television. whining, tom palms himself through his sweats, unable to wait any longer. however, you’re not getting the message he’s trying to send. “look at me, please?” he asks ever so politely which has you actually turning to face him.
you gasp at the sight of tom, who’s about to pull off his sweatpants, along with his boxers. he gives you a tease of a sight of his hard-on, only a smidge of his shaft peaking through the small opening, almost toying with you as you pout. why didn’t he just say so? “can you help me out? i got a big problem..” you thank the gods he finally asked.
not even needing to say anything, you immediately get on your knees, positioning yourself in between his legs as he now sat on the edge of the bed. freeing his boner, his cock springs out of its constraining, cold air hitting tom’s dick as he lets out a small groan of relief.
you waste no time in going down on him, licking a stripe up the length of his dick as you immediately suckle on the tip. drooling as you get his cock wet, you slobber your mouth all around the hilt, going up to press a quick kiss on the top, giggling. “aren’t cha such a good girl for me, hm?” he tucks a strand of hair behind your ears, admiring how prettily you sat below him.
fully taking him into your mouth, you bob your head up and down his cock. the more you sucked him off the quicker his expression was to falter, running his hands through your hair, he pats your head as a way of showing you how good you’re making him feel “f-fuck.. you do that s’well.. gonna make me come soon..”
now behind his cool and sexy facade, tom becomes adorable when you suck him off. jaw hanging low as he gets all shaky and trembling, balling the bedsheets within both his fists as he resists fucking his dick down your velvety throat. he has to completely resist the urge to have you gag on him, choke on his dick. maybe he’ll save doing that for another day.
his attention is focused on you and you only, watching as how his length so quickly disappears in your mouth as pleasure runs through his body. he can’t help but whisper sweet words as you run your tongue across him, “mmph.. your mouth feels really good.. definitely g-gunna, shit, make you do this for me more often..”
tom now has one of his hands holding your hair out of your face in a makeshift ponytail as you swipe your tongue across the side of his cock. his moans are whiny, and needy, and filled with total lust and admiration as he just watches you. god, even though it was the thousandth time you’ve done this, you make it feel as though it’s his first time ever getting a blow job, sending him into an ecstasy he luckily gets to experience over and over again.
“s-shit baby, gonna come..” tom gives you notice before you stick your tongue out as he spurts cum right onto the flat of it. ropes of white also painting the plush of your lips, you lick off the remaining and look up at tom, smiling. he places a quick kiss on your cheek that has you giggling, “t’was so hot babe, thank you so much.”
lol ! need 2009 tom to give me lock jaw from how much i suck him off lol !
just a thought , stay safe yall ;)
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Hii!
Culd you do a smut where Tom and fem/reader are at the movies, and it's like an 18 plus movie and Tom gets a boner and asks reader to help him out?
ᡣ𐭩 sneaky movie theatre acts w tom
as the two of you sit together side by side in the movie auditorium, you adjust yourself in the cinema seat watching the film presented in front of you. you wanted to go see this new movie called “the notebook” and begged and begged tom to go see it (knowing romantic films aren’t really his forte) but alas did he agree and here you guys are now!
to your naivety, you had no idea that this movie had a sex scene in it. the description only listed romance! (but clearly you didn’t scroll far enough on the website ratings that the movie was going to be 18+) now you remember as to why the worker asked for both your id’s.
a heavy sigh was heard from beside you. turning your head to look at your boyfriend, tom’s full and complete attention was on the movie in front of him. you watch as he try to not choke on the popcorn he scarfed down, the dryness of it clearly getting caught in his throat as moans echoed off the theatre walls.
“you okay baby?” you ask placing a hand onto his that lays on the armrest between the two of you.
“y-yeah.. just the popcorn—ahem—got caught in my throat,” he intertwines his fingers with yours.
“liking the movie so far?”
“i think we would’ve fucked better on camera.”
“tom!”
“did i lie?”
“yes!! absolutely, look at rachel mcadams, she’s gorgeous!!”
“not as pretty as you,”
“yeah right tom..” you scoff, now although he was your boyfriend and it was sweet of him to say, no way would you have done better than THE rachel mcadams!! and ryan gosling. tom laughed as you grip his hand for teasing him, silence between the two of you as to now watch the movie you paid for.
a kiss to the back of your hand as tom brought your hand towards his face, a blush cannot help but emit your cheeks as he smirks. still attentive towards the movie, with your hands still intertwined you feel it drag across tom’s body, feeling every inch of his clothing.
he stops.
he removes his hand so yours lay flat on his body, not knowing exactly where. the fabric feels rough on your palms but half of you didn’t seem to care as the movie was priority. with a rough press, tom presses his hand onto yours, utilizing your hand to palm him through his jeans as he lets out a breathy moan quiet enough that others don’t hear.
“unhm..”
“—tom are you fucking serious!?” you quietly scream at him as you pull your hand back but he grasps it quick enough to bring it back onto his groin. he has a boner, a fucking boner because of the movie. what a loser.
“y/n please..”
“no! tom! we’re in public wait ‘til we get home.”
“schatzi no! you took me out to see this movie so help me out! cmon baby i’m dying over here,”
“you’re insane..”
“i’ll eat you out once we get home :),”
.
“deal.”
with a smile to his face, tom takes off his sweater as you work the zipper on his jeans freeing his hard on from his boxers. you scoff as you take a look at the sight in front of you, from the dim light of the movie screen you see tom’s cock standing tall and pretty, twitching for stimulation. tom eagerly looks at you as he shakes his legs with impatience. you hold out your hand in front of his face, palms wide open.
“spit.” you demand.
and so he did.
with a quick ‘ptew!’ a glob of tom’s saliva collects and drops onto your palms to use for lubrication. you can’t lie, that was hot in the sense that he obeyed you like such a whore just impatient to be touched. sneaking your hand under the piece of fabric, you begin working your hand over the head of his cock, eliciting a small whine out of him.
“ah..”
“quiet, we’re in public..”
“baby..”
mixing his spit with his precum, your hand smears up and down the length of his member. it’s almost a dream come true and tom can swear he’s in heaven. you pay extra and loving attention to the head, motioning your palm in a circling motion to engulf the tip as tom jerks his head back in pleasure.
“fuck—schatzi—just like that, o-oh god..”
“feeling good?”
“yes, mmph.. s-so good..”
tom’s chest heaves as he holds tightly onto the seat, a grip on each armrest he squeezes his eyes shut. you stroke him even faster, tom’s jaw now hanging open as he lifts himself slightly off the seat to thrust into your hands.
“‘m—cumming..!”
drips of cum leak onto your palm as tom orgasms, small whines and whimpers escaping the bite of his lip as his lower hips shake and tremble under your touch. slowing down, tom rides out his orgasm and leans back into the seat with a heavy breath.
“have fun?” you place a kiss on his cheek.
“yes.. thank you princess,”
“let’s go home..”
“but the movie—”
“did you forget about our deal?? i want to be eaten out right. fucking. now.”
“yes m’aam🫡.”
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