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venus-loves-him · 16 days

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hey chat hear me out on this thought ok😈. so like any era of blonde bill and he convinces reader to do a photoshoot w/ him but it’s like sexual idk how to describe it. bill sitting in a fancy chair and reader sitting in his lap, facing him. or reader on their knees looking up at bill who’s out of frame and his hand gripping their chin and the only way you know it’s his hand is cuz of his tattoo HAAHAHHDURRR and then when they both go home, bill fucks reader into the oblivion. thx queen 😍🙏

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My little model

PAIRINGS: Bill 2015? x Female reader CONTENT: SMUT SYPNOSIS: Bill finally convinces y/n to do a photoshoot with him, but not just a normal photoshoot, a lewd, sexy one with suggesting poses, he gets super turned on seeing her in all the sexy lingiere and when they get home they get freaky ofc A/N: meowing to thisphoto WARNINGS: dom!bill, sub!reader, p in v (riding), sucking d, fingering, description of lewd outfits and poses

Bill has been trying to convince me to do a lewd photoshoot for weeks now, I've kept on saying no because it was so awkward doing those kinds of poses in front of so many people, what if they got leaked to the press? He had asked me about 10 times to which I had rejected but this time he convinced me.

His excuse was that I'd look so sexy and what if he needed photos of me when he was away on tour? I sighed and finally agreed, he was super happy and called the place, booking a photoshoot.

The day of the photoshoot came and I was super nervous, what were they going to make me wear and what poses was I gonna do? Was I gonna look bad on camera? Bill could sense my anxiety and held my hand tightly, rubbing his thumb over the skin. I looked up at him and he smiled softly, giving me a reassuring look.

As we arrived, we were greeted by 3 photographers and some lights people, the head photographer ushered me to a table, showing me the lingiere. I had a good feeling about this place, it was really fancy and the lingiere had been newly bought, in their packages. I stared in awe at the silky and lacy sets beneath me.

"Pop this one on first and then we'll do your makeup honey" he smiled, handing me one of the sets. I happily walked to the changing rooms, changing into the lingiere. I gasped in the mirror, it was a 2 piece lacy black set with pink bows and suspenders connected to lacy thigh high socks. I looked so slutty and I knew Bill would eat this up.

I walked out, careful so Bill didn't see me and got my hair and makeup done. I snuck onto the set and watched as Bills eyes widened, his breath hitching. I smirked and got into position.

He was on a fancy kings type of chair, covered with red velvet material, Bill was wearing baggy black shorts with a black flannel and nothing undernearth, exposing his delicious abs.

I got onto his lap, facing towards him, his hands flew to my ass, cupping both cheeks gently. The photographer approved everything and I turned my head to look at the camera, the camera clicking and taking the photo, lights flashing slightly.

Before I could get up Bill grabbed my arm and pulled me down onto his lap again, snaking his arms around my waist and whispering in my ear, "you're so sexy..look what you're doing to me baby..." he pulled me further onto him, his erection pressing into my ass. I gasped and smacked his hand "Bill not now!" I scolded him and he winced as I got up, getting into another position.

The next position was me bent over his lap, his hand resting on my ass and my hand resting against my cheek. His erection poking into my chest.

After a few more sets of lingiere and positions we finally made it to our last one, but it was nothing compared to the others. I had a small lack lacy thong and nipple covered in the shape of hearts. This was Bills idea and he had permission to take the photo. I got on my knees and Bills hand gripped my chin, making me look up at him.

When he took the photo I grabbed the camera, looking at it to see how I looked, but the only thing I could focus on was his hand, he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer "see how my hand is the frame, if it ever gets leaked everyone will know whose it is and who you belong to" he whispered softly, his hot breath against my ear, I bit my lip and looked up at him "let's hope it doesn't get leaked" I sighed and walked back to the changing room, changing back into my clothes.

As I finished the head photographer gifted us all the lingiere I used, Bill smirked darkly, we thanked the photographers as they told us there'd be copies in the mail and digital ones emailed to Bill.

Bill raced to the car, dragging me with him and shoving all the outfits in the back, he grabbed my hand and grazed it over his aching cock, "fuck..that was torture baby..you were so sexy" he bit his lip, cock painfully throbbing in my hand as I palmed it over his shorts.

"Can't wait to go home..fuck.." he mumbled and fumbled with the keys, starting the car and speeding back home. As we got home he dragged me in, shoving me onto the bed.

"Put any of them on..please..fuck.." he groaned, I picked one of the packages, it was called a bustier, it had pink velvet material covering my torso completely and leaving a little strip of lace that covered the underwear area, he whined as he saw me in it again, grabbing me and sitting me on his lap.

"Such a naughty girl..teasing me like this.." he pushed his pants and boxers off, revealing his hard, throbbing cock, precum leaking at the tip. He groaned and gently stroked it, my heat burning up as I watched him.

"Please..put it in me.." I whimpered, hovering my clothed heat over his length, he smirked and moved the panty part to the side, rubbing his tip teasingly on my clit, "don't tease!" I moaned softly and digged my nails into his arms.

I slowly sat down onto his cock, my pussy engulfing it completely. He stretched me out so good, the pain becoming pleasureable. "Fuck..so good" he rolled my eyes back, holding onto my hips tightly.

I started to slam my hips into his, riding him roughly. He let out whoreish moans, nearly ripping off the lingiere as he tried to let my tits out, "ah ah! gentle!" I grunted, he chuckled "sorry baby, i'm excited" he grabbed my tits roughly as they bounced up and down.

He latched onto one of my nipples, sucking roughly and softly biting, causing me to yelp. He smirked at my reaction, continuing to teasingly bite on my nipples, I picked up my pace, his cock slamming deep into my pussy, hitting my g spot deliciously.

"So sexy..all mine.." he mumbled onto my tits, slobbering all over them and leaving small hickeys on my chest and neck. I wrapped my arms around his neck and continued to bounce up and down on his cock, his length sliding in and out of me so smoothly.

I felt tension building in my stomach, "fuck! g'nna cum!" I whimpered, nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck, his cock ramming into my hole and abusing my sweet spot.

"Cum for me schatz..be a good girl" he whispered in my ear, slamming his cock into me, helping to meet my thrusts. I felt the tension finally let go, my orgasm crashing down.

As he felt my pussy tightly clench around his length he groaned loudly, shooting his cum into me deeply, coating my insides white. I panted and fell forward onto his chest, him also falling backwards.

We layed there for a bit, then he grabbed my almost limp body, turning me around and shuffling back onto the bed. "Let me fuck my cum into you, hm?" he nibbled on my earlobe, I nodded and spread my legs, feeling his hand slither down to my wet pussy, 2 digits entering slowly.

He was knuckle deep and thrusting harshly, pushing the cum back into my pussy because it threatened to leak out. I moaned as his fingers curled against my g spot.

The overstimulation start to build up slowly, usually we rested for a while before doing something else but this time Bill was desperate for me. His fingers slid in and out of me so perfectly, they were once slender and long but now were a bit thicker, making it feel even better.

I looked down and watched as his tattoo filled fingers disappeared into my pussy, his and my cum making squelching noises and they mixed together, like he was stirring a potion.

I held onto the sheet tightly, his hard cock pressed against my back as I took his fingers so well. "Such a good girl for me" he moaned into my ear, his thrust becoming more brutal, fingers pounding into my tight cunt and hitting my g spot so perfectly.

I started to feel the overstimulation get more noticeable, "Bill..too much..can't..handle.." I threw my head back and whimpered, "cmon baby..just a little more" he mumbled reassuringly, I nodded lazily and felt my orgasm chase closer.

My pussy clenched around his fingers again, I let out a high pitched moan before cumming all over his fingers, my body shuddering. "Such a good girl..see you did it" he smirked and retracted his fingers, bringing them to his mouth and licking all the slick off.

"Get up baby and get on your knees..that photo is still driving me fucking crazy" he ordered and I obliged, slowly getting off my bed, my shaking legs falling to my knees on the cold, hard floor.

Bill stood up and hovered over me, his cock standing so perfectly, aching and waiting for me to suck it. I grabbed it with one hand and softly pumped it, then popping it in my mouth and softly sucking, feeling the buldging veins on my tongue.

I swirled my tongue on his tip, eliciting a low moan out of him. He grabbed my hair and pulled on it softly, guiding my mouth onto his cock. Bobbing my head up and down at a cruel pace, making me gag on his cock.

"So good..fuck.." his head lolling back, I moaned on his cock, saliva building around my mouth.

He looked down at me again, our eyes meeting, full of lust and desire. I felt the tension build in his cock, twitching and throbbing. I smirked and continued to suck him off, his hand his tangled in my locs.

"Fuck!" he cried out and held my head with the both of his hands, shooting his cum into my throat. I choked a little and swallowed, he slowly pulled out and tapped my chin, signalling for me to open my mouth. I obeyed and stuck out my tongue, showing him I swallowed everything. He grinned and picked me up, taking my lingiere off and placing me into the shower.

"Let's clean up and go check out those photos, I can't wait to see them" he chuckled as we both washed all the cum and sweat off ourselves.

After the shower we rushed to the computer, clicking on the email and opening the file. As the photos generated Bill stared in awe, my eyes widened at the quality and how sexy I looked "fuck..I look so good" I covered my mouth with my hand, shocked.

"You look fucking sexy, i'm gonna have a fieldtrip with these photos on our next tour.." he tapped my ass softly.

E/N: this is one of my favourite fics i've written, the idea is so good

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venus-loves-him · 16 days

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୨ৎ : 2007!sub Bill, fem first person POV, handjob, use of mommy and degrading names.

This was originally written FOR Billscumprincess before she had left the app and I was meant to Tag her, I didn’t finish it before she left. This is slightly cliffhanger-ish and fast so I apologize. Unfortunately she most likely won’t see it but I’ve decided to still post it. Enjoy.

Don’t like = Don’t read

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From the bed in our shared room, I watched Bill put concentration into his hair. More than usual. His slender fingers worked his hair into two braids, he then wrapped the bottom of them with a lacy white Ribbon. His cubby cheeks flushed as he searched for my gaze in the mirror but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction he craved and yearned.

I could see the slight frown in his face when he noticed I wasn’t really paying attention to him and more to my phone, if there was one thing Bill hated most, it was being ignored. He always had to have eyes on him no matter what. I could hear the small growl under his breath as he began to get frustrated. Pathetic little slut, wanting mommy’s attention.. how sad.

He puffed out a breath in frustration and despair. Attention whore, so hungry for a pair of eyes. Bill slammed the brush down on the counter making me snap my eyes up, his face flushed with irritation. “Mommy im tired of you ignoring me! I do Everything to try and please you, yet you st- still don’t care!” His voice cracked slightly, he turned his face away, his braided hair slinging with his head as he hid himself.

I could practically hear his bottom lip wobbling, his small whimpers were starting to annoy me. I gave him my undivided attention 24/7. In an agile movement, I wrapped my fingers around his braid, dragging him back to the bed. I grabbed his pale face between my hands tightly, “Bill, I give you attention constantly. Since you want to be a bratty attention whore, I’m going to give you what you want.” I smiled arrogantly at the small boy beneath me.

He gulped nervously, his body shaking gently as he awaited my next move. I slowly pushed his sweatpants down along with his boxers, slipping my cold hand over his shaft. He shivered slightly when my skin met his. “Mo- mommy I want more… please.” He begged in a whimper.

“Hm do you deserve more? Is my little attention whore needy? Do you wanna cum?” I asked tauntingly.

“St- stop being mean!” He whined his response with an erratic nod and pleading brown eyes.

My hand moved slower and slower each stroke, teasing him. Soon his white cum shot out of his throbbing member and onto my hand and his tummy. The poor boy all spent and sweaty on the mattress under me…

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venus-loves-him · 16 days

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Avril Lavigne for Nylon Magazine, 2004･ﾟﾟ･｡☆

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Guys don’t look like this anymore so what’s the point.

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Tokio Hotel doing a photo shoot for Zimmer 483

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14 years ago today was Humanoid City Live !!

Oh how i wish i could’ve been there😭

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venus-loves-him · 17 days

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He has the most beautiful smile I've ever seen in my life😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫

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Mmm I wish he could just bend me over a desk and make everyone watch as he scowls me for not paying attention in class :3

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venus-loves-him · 17 days

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LESSON LEARNED

MDNI - 18+

warnings!; p in v, unprotected!, oral (f! receiving), fingering, rough, cussing, cream pie >.<, idk what else….

“YOU STILL put your hands on her," i huffed, crossing my arms over my body as he paced the bedroom.

"y/n, for the hundredth time— that is my job, that's what i'm supposed to do damn it," rubbing at his temples he looked like he wanted to explode.

of course i was upset, the girl was drop dead gorgeous. she made him laugh and blush— i wanted to kill him, and to top it all off, his hand laid so confidently against her waist. that little shit.

"i don't care! you know she was pretty, admit it!" "wha— there's nothing to admit! you're crazy! i just wanna— argh!" his hands shook as he held them up like he wanted to grab me by the head. i fought myself to laugh at how upset he was getting.

"don't talk to me bill, until you admit it to yourself and me!"

"easy! i won't speak another word because you're jealous."

bill

it had now been an hour since i probably last spoke to her. she laid upstairs in the room watching tv, any moment near her i'd want to speak so i left— stuffing my face was the only way to calm myself down from going absolutely ballistic at the delusional girl.

over some photos for vip and now she's upset. mourning the virginity of my hands against another girl for five seconds. i hadn't even noticed anything about the girl, all that was left on my mind was when i was able to see y/n again.

ugh! it's so hard to keep myself away from her— a damn hour is enough, she should've already calm down and came down to prove just how wrong she was but hell. who am i to think that she'd every give up in a fight. even i apologized for her wrong doings.

maybe it's time for this brat to really learn her lesson.

y/n

if i could get away with strangling someone, i would take the chance. not out of hating him and wanting him gone but why has he still not come up here to say anything?! i was starting to miss him and the way he huffed at me.

gosh he was so cute when he's mad. the way his nose scrunches and fists ball up or even his cheeks getting all pink. like a little kid not getting his candy. sometimes it was even hard for me to stay so mad at him when all i wanted to do was coo at him and hold him like a baby. but not now, not today. not after his stunt.

laying in the bed, i draped by arm over my eyes; my vision blacked out by the pressure on my eyelids. if he wasn't going to show up then i was going to sleep, maybe then he'd show up eventually.

he was starting to make me feel bad, maybe i really was being crazy— after all, he gets paid for it... and i doubt he could even remember the color of her eyes but ugh, just the way he grabbed and laughed at her was so tantalizing.

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the shuffle of the duvet shifted within the bed. a dent in the bed had caused me to lean slightly as the warmth of a body had made its way against my legs. tiredly, i look up to the mound underneath the blanket slowly making its way up towards the opening of where i laid.

"bill? what the fuck," i mumbled, soft groans coming from my whine as his head poked slowly through the blanket. his chin resting just above my chest as he smirked.

"why are you so damn angry all the time?" he coo'd, speaking through his teeth as he grabbed at my jaw, "mmm 'cause you like to bother me."

i knew i'd regret speaking to him like this eventually. my sleepiness had always managed to get the best of me. even enough to where i had recalled making him cry over the nonsense i spoke as i was half awake.

"bother you? i'm not bothering you? im just..." the touch of his cold, slim fingers ran down my exposed stomach, my shirt clearly being pulled and tugged up from the rapid movement in my naps, "...just laying here," his voice progressively got quieter as if he wanted to focus.

"bill..." i breathe out, feeling at what he was getting at; his nails scraped gently against my soft skin, reaching the fluffy fabric of my pajama bottoms, "why don't you ever listen to me y/n? why must you go and be a brat?" he mumbled, sitting up slightly to kiss at my tilted neck. i kept my inner elbow over my eyes, my head tilted slightly to expose the sweet skin he loved to leave marks on.

"billy, i'm not being a brat." continuing to mumble back at him he snickered in response.

"sure thing."

sitting up to straddle my waist he still hadn't stopped his movements— as if he was trying to be sly about it, his hand rubbed gently at my panties; an aching tease as i felt the wetness grow between my legs.

i hated arguing with him but just loved the way it always seemed to end. the way he so easily managed to keep me under his skin. wreathing me within his touch as i cognitively begged for more.

"you're being a cold..." one finger underneath my panties, "...hard..." two, "brat." sliding the rest of his hand, he leaned back and pressed roughly with his two fingers against my clit. earning a hiss back as i finally remove my arm and look up at him, that stupid sly look on his face as he knew exactly what he was doing.

"hi," he chuckled, "bill—"

"shh, brats don't get to talk." placing a hand over my mouth his other worked on my clit rubbing small, aching circles against it.

"i ~hmm~ what're you—" his hand came down against my cheek with a slap. not hard enough to leave a mark but definitely enough to leave a little tingle, shutting me up instantly.

"you don't want to listen?" his eyebrow quirked, grabbing my jaw within his large hand, "i'm sorry. i-i do." i reply, gulping back more words and allowing his fingers to dance across my skin. sliding further down across my neck and pulling at the neckline of my tank top to expose my chest.

"good." biting at his lip, he stares intently at my breast crease; examining the different moles and little scars i had from when i was younger.

"you're so gorgeous when you're upset at me. it's so hard to keep my composure and not just tear your clothes off," he smirked, climbing off from my waist and sliding his way back down underneath the blanket, "i just don't know what to do around you." chuckling he grabs at my pajamas and tugs them off my hips. there was no hesitation in his movements— he did everything so swiftly, my panties following closely behind the removal as they were thrown off the bed.

"bill this doesn't make up for anything," i groan, his lips pressing wet kisses against my folds, "sure..." he huffed, blowing air against my clit.

with such passion, his tongue swirls against me like a lollipop. lapping his tongue; he moves in closer to suck at what was left of me.

"please bill, i want you to touch me so bad. you know i love it when you touch me, please" his lips curve into a smile, satisfied with what i blurted and placed two fingers on my clit. he rubbed over it in a circular motion gently, yet hard enough for me to squirm from his touch. placing kisses against my opening he continued to swirl his tongue repeatedly.

all of a sudden, his fingers moved from my clit and were pushed inside me with no warning. i gasp at the unexpected move and grip his other hand, my nails digging into his skin as i feel that intense feeling in the pit of my stomach. he sat up straight and carried on the curling of his fingers, slowly adding a third finger into the mix. he watched me as i started to thrust my hips a little in the rhythm of his thrusts; his hungry eyes watching mine.

"faster bill— ungh." this was the only kind of order he was thrilled to hear come from my lips. he shuffled forwards so he could move over my body, his body now on top of mine once again. he rests his forehead on mine and kisses me passionately, pushing his tongue through my lips so i could taste yourself. knowing he could feel my walls begin to tighten around him, he bites down at my bottom lip and pulls, letting go and looking at me sternly.

"do you want to cum, liebe?" he asks, making my tummy flip. i nod my head quickly, unable to speak because of the amount of pleasure coursing through me.

"tell me," he glared, his hand moving to my cheek. he begins to slow down the longer it takes me to respond.

"yes! yes i want to cum, please billy. make me come," i beg him. he smirks and fastens his pace again until he finally feels me release against him without warning. throwing my head back, i ride out the throbbing orgasm, thrusting into his fingers never wanting this feeling to end. running his thumb over my cheek he plants a kiss on my lips softly; pulling his fingers from w it hung me and sucking what remained.

"sshit," i breathed out as he stood off the bed and removed the rest of his clothing.

"i'm not done with you, y/n." he smirked.

“wha—“ grabbing at my ankles, he pulls me towards the end of the bed; my hips squeezed underneath his touch as he guided me to his body. “flip.” he demanded, his nails scratching me as i flipped my body and arched towards him; knees almost falling off the bed.

“look at you. only listening when it’s for your own gain.” he inhaled, massaging roughly at my ass— squeezing the skin.

“i own you, slut. i own your body, i own your pleasure, i own your orgasms. i own every part of your heart and mind.” he growled. his words sent an electric shock through me. i whimpered and pushed back to feel his cock against my entrance. he jerked me even closer to him by my neck. his breath waning against the side of my cheek.

“tell. me. now. slut.” he said.

“i-i belong to you, billy.” i choked.

“that’s my schatzi girl,” he grinned. fuck, i love being his— despite how much i wanted to tear him up at times. i desperately wanted him to kiss me, to touch me! i knew if he kissed me at this point i’d come.

“ass up,” he ordered, his now warm hands sliding down my spine to push my head into the warm sheets.

“mhm,” i whimpered. i got into position and looked over at him as my head stayed on the bed.

“desperate little slut. where’s that bratty attitude now, hmm? all you do is beg.” he teased. i felt him climb onto the bed behind me. my entrance clenched as i felt him against my opening.

“we can fix that fucking attitude, can’t we, schatz?” pulling back at my hair like a horse on a lead, he uses his free hand to line himself up; pushing roughly yet so easily into me. if it weren’t for how soaked i was i would’ve cried out in agony but it felt so good. his cock starched every last inch of me and filling me perfectly.

“you better answer me,” he hissed, tugging harder at my hair as i moaned out, “y-yes ~ffuck~ mhm!”

“who owns your greedy little cunt?” he glared.

“y-you do.” i answered in a whimper. with a slap to my ass i cry out once more; overstimulated by the pleasure of a second orgasm hitting my body.

“say it like you mean it!”

“y-you do baby, ~hmm~ you!”

“who owns your orgasms?” he asked.

“only you. b-bill— please! only you,” i could hardly get the words out, breathing had become such a chore.

getting closer to my ear, his husky breathing had become so much more clearer; he was fighting back ever letting me know he was enjoying it so damn much, “and when do you get to cum?” he whispered against my cheek, saliva from his lips spreading against my lobe.

“only when…billy…says so,” i exhaled between his rough thrusts.

“that’s my good girl— there will never be anyone like you.” he praised. i cried out, my clit and nipples throbbed with arousal. he still hadn’t given me permission. i could hardly breathe and couldn’t ask again. i could only focus on how good he angry fucked me, it were the only thing keeping me conscious while he destroyed my innocence.

“please can i come! i’m gonna—“ i cry out, tears slipping from my eyes and my knees shook.

“shush!” he hissed, pulling hair back to watch the way he fucked me within the closet mirror. seeing how handsome he looked as his hair clung to his skin through the sweat was only sending me further, the way his eyebrows furrowed and nose scrunched with each thrust; his eyes never leaving the way he disappeared and reappeared from within me. i couldn’t help but keep my eyes on him through the mirror; occasionally looking at the beautiful mess he had made us.

as his breath became heavier, he began to slow down. rolling his hips into me with grace, his tip kissing at my g-spot. “o-oh my god…billy i can’t take it anymore—“

“i’m gonna come,” he gasped, clinging to my waist; his black and white nailed digging deep into my flesh as he slammed himself back into me; a horrifying pace being set.

as the natural noises of our skin filled the room he cried out in pleasure, letting out ‘oh’s’ and seething through his teeth. he was close. if i knew bill, he was just about already coming.

“you better fucking come. you better come all over me,” he demanded, grabbing my throat and using it as leverage to only dig deeper into my pussy.

“i-i’m coming!” i moan out, mascara running from my cheeks as his very own eyeshadow did the same.

“ffffuckk yesss!” he hissed like a snake, the warm sputters of his cum painting my insides. with our liquids mixing he slows his pace to soft rolls once more, our highs being ridden out. my body stripped of the energy i had.

“hmmm, you’re all mine. you listen to me when i’m talking to you— you don’t pick a fucking fight with me,” he whispered against my cheek, my mouth hanging agape as my eyes shut responding with little ‘mhm’s’.

“damn right,” he scoffed, pulling out and pushing my body to rest; his cum spilling out of my hole and spreading against my thighs.

“clean up and maybe now you’ll learn to stop arguing with me.”

oh bill, if only you knew how much this made me want to argue with you all night.

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2008 BILL SO SEXY OMFG. also…someone needs to make an edit of bill to the song sexy boy by air like rn…and when they do…drop the link. like frl 🫣

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venus-loves-him · 17 days

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doktorspiele..

short smut :3

-tom kaulitz x fem!reader

-warnings : nicknames,blowjob , sub!reader / dom!tom, agegap

A/N : 2015 tom is so hot stfu he could bend me over and *******

You and your parents recently moved towns because of financial problems, your new house was fine.. except the air conditioning. It was always super cold in your room, especially in winter, because of this, youve had a sore throat for a bit now.

You eventually told your mum and she suggested you get it checked out by a doctor, so you did as she said.

You were looking up doctors in your area, trying to find one that didnt look sketchy…

Eventually, after a but of scrolling, you found a doctor. He was quite young, it said in his description that he was 26 years old. This made you more comfortable, considering old doctors are kinda creepy.

Keep in mind, you were only 18, about to finish highschool.

You called the doctor and made an appointment for about 3 days after. You didnt mind waiting, since you knew you would still have this damn curse of a sore throat…

The day finally came. You hopped into the uber, getting to the doctors 20 minutes before your appointment, just in case. Surprisingly, he was free.. He welcomed you in, in a slightly seductive voice - Hello, y/n? Ah yes, Im Tom, i got done with the client before you pretty quickly..

You couldnt help but notice his thick german accent, it was really hot, being honest.

He took you into the office, sat you down, asked you whats wrong… the usual. - Ive had a sore throat for a while.. my room is pretty cold, so i just cant get rid of this.. Hm.. im sorry to hear, i suggest you getting a warmer blanket and clothes with longer sleeves.. and without cutouts around the neck.

Shit, you just noticed, you wore the most revealing shirt you could ever wear. I mean.. it could be helpful if he was trying to examine your lungs, but it was also making you look stupid in this situation, but.. for some reason Tom didnt seem to mind, its almost as if he kept looking at your tits from time to time..

He put the stethoscope on your chest, the cold metal making you slightly flinch, he was listening to your heart, noticing the beats are getting faster and faster once he looks at you. He smiles in realization before moving on and putting it on your back to check your lungs.Deep breath in, darling.

You struggled not to moan out as he called you “darling”.

Good girl, now deep breath out.

God, he was making this so hard.

He took the stethoscope to your heart again. This will.. uh..let me examine your lungs better, i feel. - he said, yet it sounded like an excuse.

Deep breath in, sweetheart…

He was definitely teasing you. He could hear your heart beat as fast as possible as he said “sweetheart”. You looked up at him, blushing, realizing whats happening.

Listen darling, all i can prescribe you for this sore throat is…

Next thing you know his cock is in your mouth and hes bobbing your head up and down on it. Atleast this will cure your sore throat, right..?

Ps i want 2015 tom to make me choke on his cock..;(

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