dom billy cuddling sub anxious reader. fluff ending with smut to make reader feel better
if you donβt like this feel free to change it around. In the middle of the night reader starts crying feeling anxious, which wakes billy up. He snuggles up next to her all like βhey hey. whats wrong baby?β Him just super protective, cuddling reader, wiping her tears away. Constantly touching her being all cuddly snuggle his head into her neck being all touchy like a teddy bear grinding his hard dick against her( trying to make her feel better cus THEYRE both horny animals)π₯Ίβ€οΈ
Billyβs dominance is there even if heβs being soft. He is rational but his girlfriend is an anxious mess- constantly worried about everything, never feeling at peace and just depressed in general. Billy sighs and man handles reader ontop of his body so her back is against his chest. He gives advices becoming stern( because itβs the only way she can understand), and tells her that she needs to learn to become strong in life. Not be a weak mess, making up fake problems in her head, just comforting her but kinda like in a serious way because she needs to be told βharshlyβ otherwise she doesnβt understand, all whilst touching her sensitive nipples hehe, making her squirm βb-billy noβ βshhh itβs okay Iβve got you. Iβm always here for youβ.
Subby reader whines and billy cooes her telling her everything will be okay. βLet me make you feel betterβ.And he rubs her puffy pussy, sleepily praising her for being such a good girl and they fall asleep cuddlingβ€οΈ THIS IS SUCH A MESS LMAO I CAN CHANGE IT IF U WANT BHEHEJD
i had to sit and think on this for a while to really think about how to go about this.
Good
Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader
Summary: ^^^^^
Warnings: dom/sub dynamics (very light because i've never written dom!billy before), smut implications, smut
Word count : 1,170
The room was filled with soft pants, the two of you trying to catch your breath as you looked up at the ceiling. Billy laid beside you on his stomach, his left hand reaching out and pulling you close, coddling you, making sure he didn't hurt you in the throes of passion.
Billy was always soft on you, he had a very hard exterior but when the two of you were alone, he was the biggest softie, his blue eyes always soft. He ran his hand over your hair, giving your temple a kiss as he spoke softly to you, rubbing your stomach with his hand, doing his best to lull you to sleep as you cuddled further into his body, seeking the warmth that you had felt for a near hour, your body craving his body against yours.
Your eyes snapped open; your heart was heavy as your mind ran a million miles an hour. Your boyfriend was sleeping, his loud snores filled the room. Tears fell, and you did nothing to stop them. Maybe you weren't good tonight. How did you have your hands positioned on him? How deep did you scratch? Did you draw blood on him?
The thoughts wouldn't stop and didn't stop until Billy's warm hand gently tightened on your hip as the bed shifted a little as he moved closer to you, resting his head beside yours on your pillow. "What's wrong, baby?" he asked, his voice gravelly from sleep. You shook your head, looking ahead at the sheer white curtains, looking at the moon and how it's light shone into the small bedroom.
His hand left your hip to wipe your tears, his thumb softly stroking your cheek as his index finger did all of the work. "Baby," he said again, "what's wrong? You have to tell me so I can make it better." His hips shifted behind you and your body reacted, your butt moving back to press directly against him, and he groaned into the pillow.
"Uh uh," he gently scolded, "tell me first and then, we'll go for a second round." You sighed, beginning to tell him your feelings, how you felt like you did the wrong things tonight. His hands moved down to your chest, wrapping his arms around you to cuddle you. "Look, listen to me, alright?" You nodded, still pushing your hips back, trying to get just a little friction to satiate that deep need for him.
"Your brain," he brought an index finger up and gently tapped your forehead, "makes up things to make you feel bad, alright? You did nothing wrong; you've never done anything wrong when we have sex. You start freaking out at the littlest things and baby, no one expects you to be perfect and make no mistakes. I'm the biggest fuck up in the world, but I don't dwell on my mistakes unless they have something to do with you. You're always so skittish anywhere we go, you don't talk to people, and you play the safest option so that no one looks at you. I love you, I genuinely do, but baby, you've got to learn how to get out there. I'm not going to be here to protect you forever."
You gulped; you knew he was right about everything. You hated speaking up for yourself, Billy always did that for you. You hated attention, except when it came from your boyfriend, you loved it then. "I'm sorry," you said softly. "What are you apologizing for," he asked, squeezing you a little tighter, releasing your body with one of his arms as his thumb traced around your breast, his lips now on your shoulder as he spoke, giving you brief tiny kisses when it was your turn to speak.
You shrugged, "I don't know." He laughed softly, kissing where your arm met your shoulder. "There's nothing to apologize for. Sometimes you just get worked up for nothing, just try and calm yourself down and think if it's worth it, alright?" You nodded. "I love you," he said, kissing the back of your neck, letting his lips linger. "I love you too." He smiled against your skin.
His left hand snaked down your stomach, caressing right below your belly button. "Is it okay if I go further?" You nodded and opened your legs just enough for his hand to find purchase between your thighs. You whimpered at his cold fingers made contact with your clit. He tsked softly in your ear, "So wet when you were crying." You laughed, a soft sniffled escaping as well. "You were grinding on me, couldn't help getting wet." He laughed, kissing the shell of your ear.
His finger rubbed circled on the top of your clit as you squirmed in his hold, and he tightened his hand on you a little. "Stop moving, tell me what you need." Your left leg wound up between his legs, spreading your legs just a little more. "Need your fingers." He laughed, "You have them." He knew exactly what you needed, but he wanted to hear it.
"Inside, need them inside." He nodded, "Good girl." One finger, then two fingers were inside you, immediately curling up, right against that sweet spot. A high-pitched moan escaped your mouth, back arching just a little, your cheat moving quickly. Billy knew what he was doing when it came to your body, he knew how to dram out orgasm after orgasm with the right spots and he knew exactly where they were located.
"Easy, just let it happen. I can feel you clenching around my fingers. I got you, let go for me." You whined, head falling back at his words. He was the king of dirty talk and talking you through an orgasm, which you were thankful for in moments like these, late night fingering sessions, late night hand jobs or blowjobs.
His right hand rubbed your stomach as your body succumbed to the pleasure as he continued talking you through your orgasm. You came down from your high and he kissed you. "Atta girl, good job." He eased his fingers out of you considering how sensitive you were, having received two orgasms from his earlier in the night, and a third just now.
"Thank you," you said as you caught your breath a little, getting your heart to slow down. He laughed, "For what?" You shrugged, "The talk, the orgasm, all of it." He laughed, kissing the back of your head once again, "You're welcome." He wiped his sticky fingers on the inside of your thigh and cuddled with you once more. "You don't want anything?" He shook his head, his eyes already fluttering shut. "Sleep is what I want, we'll fuck again before breakfast, if you're up to it."
You smiled, putting your hand over his, "Okay." He smiled, pulling the blanket a little higher over the two of you, his thumb rubbing your stomach, making you fall back asleep, your body awaiting the pleasure that it would receive at the crack of dawn.
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Chris would be the most protective for sure.
"What the fuck do you need those for?"
"What else are condoms used for, dumbass."
"Don't fucking start-"
Nick would be weirded out for sure. A constant look of disgust the entire time.
"Just- close the drawer..."
"Nick, no! We have to talk to her about this!"
"Do we have to fucking look at them while we do?"
And Matt would make some dumb joke.
"Damn, man has got a horse in him."
"Matt!"
"What!? I'm just saying, how's that shit not hurt?"
"Matthew!"
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THIS IS SO THEM LMAO
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im obsessed with the fact that Ryan decided to change his accent!! like! that's so crazy to me! I haven't seen most of his early movies so I wonder if it was like a slow thing that got less and less canadian through the years and it reflects on his performances or what!! just!!!!!!!! why did he do that!!
OOH I KNOW THE ANSWER TO THIS QUESTION. Another anon actually told me about this a couple of months ago!
He developed anΒ idiosyncratic accent, modeling it after Marlon Brando, because as a child actor he didn't think he sounded "tough" with a Canadian accent. He did some vocal training to literally change his accent and I don't think he meant it to be permanent, but that's just how it happened lol.Β I think his comment about it was something like "now I have a phony accent that I can't shake, so now it's not phony anymore."
You can really really hear it when he's in Drive, especially when he says the line "...and you never go near his family again, you understand?" and you hear it come out in Crazy Stupid Love with the line "you're wearing that dress like you're doin' it a favor". In his handful of movies from the early 2010s, the accent is the strongest.
I notice that in interviews during that time period, he'd almost always be curling his upper lip to the right (our left) while talking, and I wonder if that was a habit that he developed purely from vocal training:
He still has a bit of the "tough guy" accent today, but not nearly as much as he did in his earlier films.
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