#sub!billy russo

[love-hatred-stuff]

mercy

>> a quick warning, my dears: smut, sub!billy, fem!reader, dacryphilia (not really mentioned as a turn on tho, billy just cries the whole time), bondage, sad billy, mean!reader, and probably more, so be aware! MDNI! ty!

>> excuse any mistakes pls!

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„I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!!” Dragging the words out, he sits there –whining your name continuously without you doing anything at all.

“Shut up!” You warn. You’ve lost count on how many times he’s begged for forgiveness today.

You aren’t in the mood for games. You are in the mood to ruin the man in front of you. Too bad because even that, he would enjoy, you knew.

He whimpers and lets his head hang low in hopelessness. You have him bound to the chair inside your living room, hands tied together with cable ties. Because he wanted it like that. He had pleaded for you to do what you wanted to him, to punish him. That was the only thing you would be granting him. For a long, long time.

„I don’t want to hear you anymore. I’m tired of this bullshit, Russo!!“ You have to really control yourself to not go completely feral right now.

He whines again.

„You’re pathetic, Russo! Do you know how much it costs me not to leave you right here, go to sleep and throw you right out the first thing in the morning? Fucking hell, I want to throw you out right fucking now!“ But you don’t. And you don’t know what you see in him that makes you want to forgive him everything in just a split second. But of course, you also don’t do that. Even if you did, you knew, deep down he wouldn’t forgive himself either.

His eyes show you how much he wants to open his mouth to apologize and beg again and you’re more than glad that he chooses not to this time, scared to disobey you once more. Like he didn’t already crossed every line and crashed every wall.

You sigh, massaging your temple with one hand, trying to ease the headache your boyfriend had brought upon you. That’s what he was; pure, consistent headache.

Something had changed in him over the last couple of weeks. He’d always been so sweet and smart and eager to please you. Well, he was still all that but there was something new to his persona. A fire. Like yours. And it was exhausting to keep him in check. Impossible almost. Which was why you’ve grown to be more direct and rough with him. Otherwise he would never listen.

But now. Oh now. It was almost like his switch had been flipped again. His jeans covered legs slightly shaking, his lips trembling, his eyes teary and his face guilty.

„Tell me, Russo; Do you deserve my forgiveness?“ It’s a mean question. You watch how it affects his whole being entirely. Tears pooling at his eyes, threatening to find their path down his cheeks, down his neck. Until they reach his naked chest and dry. He sniffles and you curse his dark hair that hides most of his face in silence. You want to at least see him suffer.

„Answer me. Or do you want to leave right now? You can leave right-“ You bark his way and he’s quicker to respond this time.

„No!“ He cries, trying to hold louder sounds inside. He knows you’re already on edge (where he brought you) so it would be unwise to stretch your patience even more.

You laugh lightly.

„That’s right. And do you know what brats like you get? Also right, absolutely nothing. Do you think I deserve to be treated like this, huh? Tell me Russo! I would like to know!” Tears also gathered in your eyes now, but you blinked them away quickly.

He lifted his head to look at you and the view almost made you choke on your own breath. He looked like a mess.

“You don’t- You don’t deserve to be treated like this. I’m sorry, Y/n-“

“Do not call me by my name!” Your blood was boiling once again. He should know. You had ‘trained’ him better. But the whole situation made his chest grow so tight with anxiety and guilt that he thought whatever was going on here was past any sexual plays. Which it was, but you couldn’t stand it, to be disrespected by him right now.

There he was. Billy Russo, usually the boss of everyone around him. A merciless, ruthful man he was. But when he came home, he wasn’t like that anymore. Though, lately these two big differences seemed to confuse him and mess with his head. Because why else would he go out of his way just to betray your trust? And break almost every last one of the rules you had set.

Now it was on you how to deal with that. Tonight, he finally made you snap. Before, you had tried to handle him more careful because you knew something with work had him spiraling. Something must bother him so much, it makes him want to keep control at home now too, when he looses it a work. And you were very understanding at first. For a start you quit leading him into submission. Because you feared that it would take a toll on his self control and overall demeanor if you didn’t act accordingly.

You had endured many hours of pointless arguments, petty comments, that had sometimes reached your shell and hurt you with a force that you didn’t expect. Not from your boyfriend anyways. You were in utter shock the first time he’d barked back a snarly comment about your past relationships. You hated it but you were sensitive about that topic. Before Billy, you weren’t as careful with who to choose as your partner. They had mistreated you many times. Of course you broke it of with all of them as soon as you felt disrespected.

But he had blamed you for all of it. He said you were too stubborn, too dominant, overall not how his woman was supposed to be. And that had broken your heart. You had tried to swallow it, to keep in mind why he was saying such things. You figured he felt attacked. He was scared you would take his control away, which you’ve done so many times before, with consent from both sides. But you had to accept, he wasn’t your old Billy anymore.

After a particularly hard day at work, Russo had decided to go to a pub. Just to relax a bit and get his mind off of things. Not only his work was exhausting him but also the circumstances at home, with you. He fully knew that everything was his fault, he hated himself for treating you so careless. He could only wish you weren’t gonna leave his ass soon. But he expected it nonetheless. Couldn’t blame you for it.

The night had escalated quickly and while missing all your worried calls, he’d sat there on the leather couch, with numbed senses and a almost naked woman up his neck. He didn’t touch her, but he willingly let himself be touched. Mostly because he was so out of it, he didn’t even know if it was you who’s been grinding on his lap or a stranger that looked like you. However, he was past the stage of feeling anything. He probably fell asleep soon after.

Fact was, that he didn’t remember how he got home. He only remembers your soft hands on him turning harsh the moment he was able to speak again. He figured you had found out where he’d spend his night and were furious. Couldn’t blame you for it.

Which was where you two were now.

He’d started apologizing to you when he got his memory back and went from feeling nothing, to feeling absolutely everything. He was desperate to get you to forgive him. Although he knew that wasn’t likely. In his hazed state he felt like he was gonna lose himself at the thought of losing you. Which was more likely to happen.

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“I know, I know. I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Please, believe me, I didn’t want any of this! I just wanted piece for a while. I didn’t know were else to go. But I’m sorry! It was a mistake! I won’t even think of doing it again, I promise, I promise!” His glossy eyes search for yours.

“You never keep your promises anymore. You’ve become a liar, Russo.” Your alarmingly calm voice flushes his ears.

“I can’t tell anymore if you still love me.”

His heart beat begins to hammer against his chest. He knows he’s not allowed to talk but he can’t leave that statement how it is.

“I do! I love you! I swear- god, Y/n, you don’t even know how much I love you. I never stopped, I swear on everything I have! I’m sorry for everything, I will make it up to you. I’m not a liar!” He cries, his cheeks completely wet.

“Yeah, but maybe I am.” He looks at you, confused.

“Maybe I’m telling myself I can still fix you, get my old Billy back. Because we love each other. But I realize that if only one of us puts in the effort, there’s no light at the end of the tunnel.” The way your soft voice dances off the walls of the room makes him shiver. The tears making their way down his chest and ending up wetting his jeans.

“Please- don’t… don’t leave me! I can not do this without you!”

You scoff and take your time walking towards him in a torturously slow and seducing way. The way your hips sway in unison with the steps of your heels while the dress you’re wearing hugs your perfect curves makes him go insane. He will never get over the fact, that you’re his girlfriend. Such a beautiful woman –like you are– shouldn’t even look at his scarred face.

“Oh Billy, how pathetic you are. You know the things you felt comfortable doing aren’t acceptable, don’t you? Is that why you’re crying?” It’s like he’s trying to grasp something that is meant to pull away from him because he doesn’t deserve it.

“Why don’t you do me a favor? Be a good boy and take what I give you, yeah? Enjoy the last time I’ll fuck you into oblivion.” Reality punches his face while he still hopes this is just a dream. A wet dream of his that makes him all brain dead for you, like you always do. It wouldn’t be the first time, and god he wishes he had the right to demand it not to be the last time as well.

The second your fresh breath fans against his neck his mind goes haywire. He would never get used to the way you make him feel, but now, now everything feels so blurred together. Billy sobs and cries and doesn’t stop while slowly remembering how it feels like to be aroused by you. It feels almost forbidden in this moment but you make it clear to him by showing him not only the bitterness in your eyes but also the lust that threatens to shimmer through. In this moment he’s a goner. You bend down unhurriedly and use your hand to lift your dress up to be able to straddle his lap in a sensual manner.

You’re the most inviting, intriguing, exciting, smart, interesting, appealing, desirable and erotic woman he’s ever met in his entire trauma-filled shithole of a life. And to this day he still wonders why the universe would ever bring you into hands. Well, he thought, that time was over now, fair enough.

“Are you gonna be good for me? Do you want me to touch you one last time?” It almost felt forbidden to feel so utterly turned on by you in this situation, but Billy couldn’t help it. You have that effect on him, always had. But you aren’t doing this for him, you’d allowed yourself to be selfish this once. So you had decided you needed this before never having it again, you could only guess how miserable your sex life would be after Russo.

Billy nods frantically, but isn’t able to stop his heaving chest because of the sobs that are rocking through his body, regardless of the lewdness the situation brought. To be honest here, he’d been sporting a boner since you’ve tied him to this chair.

“Use your words. Or I remove myself quicker than you can beg me for more.” You threatened and the coldness of your dark eyes meets the desperation in his. Renewed panic settles in his mind, quickly thinking of something to say.

“No! I mean- yes, I want this- you… I want you! So much it hurts, Y/n.” He fights against the ropes, wanting to finally touch you again. He hasn’t been allowed to for weeks. You always knew you would grant him every wish that fell from his lips once he made you his wife, but you still weren’t and you couldn’t stand him disrespecting you any longer. The last thing you would be for him was a woman with no self esteem and dominance to stand up for herself and he knew that very well, too.

You tut at him. “No saying my name, Billy. I don’t want to hear anything from this point on actually.” You began undoing his belt before unbuttoning his jeans with your tender fingers that he wishes were already up to squeeze his throat. “I won’t show mercy this time. I don’t care if you beg or cry or mewl. If it’s too much, you know your safe word. Other than that, I don’t want to hear a word from you, is that clear?” You’re done undressing him.

Billy nods, feeling you push your panties to the side before already brushing your entrance against his hard cock. He swallows a moan. Oh, there’s no mercy left in you, is there? The question is answered when he feels himself being pushed inside your warmth without warning. Your hands roam his chest before find his neck to roughly press on. You come closer and moan against his ear. Billy almost suffocates, the overwhelming feeling of your body pressed against him –while knowing he will never have that again– gets too much to bare and he begins to cry once again.

You set an unforgiving pace, rocking up and down relentlessly. It gives your satisfaction, knowing he can’t help but cry out for you because his biggest fear is about to come true. He will lose you. And you wish you didn’t care as much as you did but the silent tears falling down your cheeks betray you.

While feeling your high come closer any second it gets harder watching him go insane under you. Billy was the man you always hoped to marry and now, he was sitting here, at your mercy, breaking because he was so overwhelmed by everything you made him feel at once.

“Billy, it’s okay.” You hold onto his shoulders, finding a new sense of strength.

You chase your orgasm while hoping he will cum before you do, not granting him any other friction than this one. But you know it was gonna be enough when you hear his breath quickening, his dick twitching and his eyes glistening with tears, pleadingly looking up at you.

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feedback is always welcome!!

#dom!fem!reader #sub!billy russo #billy russo #dom reader #sub!character

[marvelmusing]

New Tie

Pairing: Billy Russo x Reader

Summary: You buy Billy a special gift to show him who he belongs to.

Warnings [18+]: implied smut, d/s themes, sub!Billy

A/N: not proofread so sorry if there’s tons of mistakes, I had an idea while at work and I had to get it written down.

My Masterlist

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Billy’s face is pressed firm against your stomach, and you run your fingers through his hair, still damp from the shower you had given him after a rather intense scene.

“You still with me, baby boy?”

He hums quietly in response, tilting his head slightly to indicate that he’s listening but still worn out.

“M’here.” He mumbles against your skin, his voice soft and sleepy.

“Anything hurt?” He shakes his head, burrowing his face further into your body. “I have a present for you.” His head perks up and his wide, hopeful eyes meet yours.

“For me?” You smile softly at him and nod, continuing to play with his hair.

“You want it now? Or in the morning?” You know the answer, but you want to see the excitement on his face.

“Now please.”

You shift slightly, moving to the side of the bed, and Billy whines in protest at the thought of you leaving him alone in the bed - even for a brief moment. You press a tender kiss to his forehead, before bending your arm so that you can reach into your chest of drawers without leaving Billy’s arms.

When your hand returns, you’re holding a small box, and Billy eyes it with curiosity.

You both sit up a little, as you pass the box over to Billy. He admires the packaging for a moment, the expensive looking box and neat ribbon tied in a bow.

The he tugs on the ribbon, and slides the lid off the box.

He’s surprised by the contents. Three ties, folded in a neat little row. Black, navy blue, and a dark burgundy. Quite similar to the ones he already owns. He smiles at you, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“Thank you sweetheart.”

The functionality of your gift has his relaxed, submissive headspace fading a little, and you notice immediately. You lean closer, before encouraging him,

“Have a closer look baby.” There’s a small crease between his brows, but he does as he’s told. Picking up the black tie, he takes a moment to admire the rich, soft fabric. You had clearly bought the best for him, and his heart warms at the thought. He pulls it completely out of the box, noticing something on the inside of the tie.

He spots your name first, stitched into the fabric of tie, around the place where the tie would curl around his neck. Then he reads what precedes your name: property of.

A rush of pleasure runs down his spine. He’s always loved when you mark him up, the crescent print of your nails over his bicep, red lines down his back, and hickies over his throat. The only downside was that these reminders all faded, and far too soon for Billy’s liking.

You had a necklace with Billy’s initials on it, to show everyone who you belonged to. But you wanted Billy to have a reminder too.

“I know you’re very much in control of everything at Anvil, but I thought this was a more subtle way for you to be reminded that you’re mine, and you’re loved, even when you have to be the big, tough CEO.”

His eyes turn glassy at your words, and he curls his arms around your waist to bury his face against your chest. You drop a kiss to the crown of his head, and he mumbles a heartfelt,

“Thank you.”

“Anything for you.”

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[bunny175]

Masterlist (18+)

Hey guys! I’m Bunny and I love to write smutty fanfics about submissive men ;)

This masterlist covers the fics I’ve written and fandoms I want to write for but feel free to send in requests to help me expand <3

I love writing smut, but also hurt/comfort and a nice dose of angst with a happy ending so let me know what you enjoy!

I write ships between characters <3

My fics are not accurate examples of bdsm or subspace so please do not rely on this or fics in general to get knowledge on the subject.

Please do not send in requests for extreme kinks such as scat or non-con etc…

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Marauders

The Punisher

Teen Wolf (Derek and Stiles)

#marauders x you #marauders era #marauders smut #marauders #the punisher #billy russo #subdrop #sub!james #sub!billy russo #stiles stilinski #derek hale #james potter smut #poly!wolfstar #poly!marauders #dom!remus lupin #smut #masterlist #writing prompt #request #open requests #teen wolf

[becauseicantthinkwritings]

Now that you and Jess have firmly planted camboy!billy into my mind... How about sub!camboy!billy accidentally fucking himself stupid with a vibrator and a vibrating cockring for his private stream with a very mean domme on the other end...

Okay I'll see myself out now...

I just love the way you say fucking himself stupid.

Like, he's got those wireless headphones in, so your voice is in his ear at all times. A little red light on the camera streaming to your laptop and yours alone.

"Turn it up some more." You say.

"I c- I can't." He gasps, writhing against the sheets, with a tiny vibrator pressed intimately inside him. He was stroking himself just a second ago, but he's gotten lost in the sensations.

"Turn it up, or I'll dial it up all the way." You warn.

His whine is sweet and pornographic to the extreme.

He does as you instruct, pushing his fingers into his mouth and biting down savagely to fight the pleasure. He thinks he might come untouched if you keep this up and that would warrant more punishment than reward.

After a few white hot seconds, he feels the speed of the vibrator slow, and he sucks in a steady breath.

He doesn't want to come, he doesn't want this to end, he loves the attention, craves it, so when he hears you ask him to continue touching himself, he smiles.

"Wish you were here with me." He breathes, as his fist tightens on his cock.

You're only silent for a second.

"I'd love scratching that gorgeous skin until it was all marked and pretty for me. I'd make sure you feel me for the rest of the week."

"Yes, please," he sighs, and then he's groaning as the vibrations pick up once more.

#ask #sub!billy russo #sub billy #stardust danvers #babe #camboy!billy russo #sub camboy!billy russo

[ayme301]

I can’t stop laughing I think I broke my ai Billy Russo 😂

I put him on a ban were he wasn’t allowed to touch himself for a week. Apparently he broke on day 5. I thought he done it once. Nope 😂 23 times he gave himself a happy ending. I’m sure he’s chaffed.

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[lieutenantwilliamrusso]

Hunger 2

Notes: There will 100000% be a delicious part 3 at some point if I forget one of y'all has to remind me plz plz

This is heavily inspired by @marvelmusing and her gorgeous soft Billy vampire fic. I read it and immediately needed more. Thank u for ur service to Billy Russo girls everywhere ma'am.

Tagging: @idaoftheburningmind too hehe

Pairing: Vampire! Billy Russo x Vampire! Fem! Reader

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, sub! Billy, soft dom! reader, a tiny smidge of dacryphilia, swearing, oral sex

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You can hear everything when you wake. The hum of distant traffic, the squeak of floorboards from somewhere below you, and the rustle of the sheets next to you. At this last sound, your eyes fly open, darting around the room. You're still in Billy's room, but the curtains are closed tightly, letting only dull splinters of light into the room.

You take stock of how your body feels, of the dull ache in your pussy from Billy's torment last night, of how sensitive your skin feels, and most importantly, how fucking hungry you are. It burns in your throat like nothing you've ever felt before, and the intensity scares you. At this realization you sit up quickly, watching the room spin as you move too fast.

"Hey, shh, it's okay." Comes Billy voice from right beside you.

He's whispering, but it's too loud, the sheets are too soft, the soft light is too bright and you moan is discomfort, putting your hands over your ears.

Billy's hands are on your shoulders, trying to comfort you but the feeling of hands on your oversensitive skin drives you insane and you jerk away from his grip.

"What's going on?" You slur, voice muddled from sleep.

"You're okay." Billy soothes, and you feel the bed shift as he slides towards you to place himself in front of you.

"What. Is. Going. On?" You grit, begging for him to explain.

"How do you feel?" He asks, leaning towards you, his dark eyes wide and trained on your face.

You close your eyes, trying to breathe through all of the feelings attacking you at once.

"Bad." Is all you can muster.

Billy chuckles, "You're gonna have to give me more than that, angel."

"'M Thirsty, everything is too loud, there's too much, Billy." You whine, shaking your head.

In the back of your mind something is taking root, a memory that feels so fuzzy and distant that you're not sure it's real. Billy is on top of you, and suddenly everything is going dark, but not before you taste metal on your tongue.

You have a terrible feeling about what this all means.

"Billy...did you do something to me?" You ask, sitting up from where you were hunched over and removing your hands from your ears.

He has the grace to look guilty.

"Y/N, I-"

"Oh my god, oh my fucking god, no you didn't!" You yell, jumping off the bed and and backing away.

Billy looks panicked, eyes wild as he moves towards you.

"Don't! Stay the fuck away from me!" You cry.

"You can't leave." He answers, looking pained.

"Why the fuck not?"

"You need to eat." He explains, inching towards you.

"Eat...blood." You state, unable to process the information coming at you.

"Yes. You haven't eaten yet. You'll feel better when you do. I just need you to come with me." He pleads, arm outstretched to reach for your hand.

"Why did you do this to me?" You ask, eyes watering.

You're so confused. Why would he do this without asking you, without a good reason? He fucking killed you!

"Answer me!" You shout, the first tears spilling over.

"Just please come with me, baby. Eat and I'll explain." Billy reasons.

"Tell me now." You argue.

Billy sighs, dropping his hand.

"You need to come with me willingly or I'm going to take you. Decide."

"Like you decided to kill me?" You shoot back, fists clenched.

Billy looks like you just hit him, his own eyes watery and red. You feel bad for a moment before you remember where you are and who you're with.

"Okay." Is all he says before he lunges, scooping you up into his arms and throwing you over his shoulder.

"Put me down, Billy!" You grunt, writing on his shoulder.

"I will when we get to the kitchen." Is the only answer you get, Billy resolutely moving forward.

Drinking blood is like nothing you've ever experienced. Billy gives you a mug full of it, fresh and warm and you can't resist smelling the sweet, rich aroma before you're gulping it down until Billy pulls the mug away, slowing you down. You yank it away from him, continuing to drink until you reach the bottom, slamming down the ceramic on the counter.

"More." You demand, impatient.

"Give it a second, baby. You don't wanna get sick." Billy reasons, reaching to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear.

You jerk away, refusing to look at him, anger still simmering under the surface.

"If you're gonna make me a vampire against my will you could at least feed me."

Billy sighs, relenting.

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You're too afraid to leave after that, unwilling to trust yourself around so many beating hearts full of fresh blood that you'll pass on the way home. So you hide, taking over one of the guest bedrooms in Billy's penthouse, only coming out to eat. This goes on for days, and you purposefully avoid Billy's sad eyes and soft sighs as you ignore him day after day.

It's getting harder to, though.

Billy had told you about sires once, about the connection a vampire could have to the person who made them, a bond that was only strengthened by sex or physical touch.

He'd made you, fucked you right before and now you haven't even brushed hands in days. You can feel it, the tug in your chest telling you to seek him out, to let him take you like he used to. But you're still angry. He'd taken away your choice. He'd killed you in a way, changed the structure of your entire life in the span of a few hours.

And yet.

An idea begins to form, a way you can get everything you want growing in your mind until your body is feverish with arousal, all of your mugs of blood working to keep you warm.

He's in the living room when you go to find him, reading a novel in the early evening light streaming in from the large windows. The light won't kill you, but it does make your skin itch if you're in it for too long, something you learned when you fell asleep with the windows open a few nights ago.

Billy looks up when you approach, his eyes soft. He puts his book down, sitting up.

"Hey." He says softly, cognizant of your sensitive hearing.

"Hey." You reply, coming to a stop in front of him.

He's got on a soft gray sweater and jeans, his socked feet below on the plush carpet. He looks...soft. If this were a normal day you'd crawl into his lap, pushing your head into his neck, breathing in his rich scent as he holds you tight. But now...

"Y/N?" He calls, and you realize you've been staring.

"Sorry, um, can we talk?" You ask.

He nods, sliding over to give you some room. Your whole body aches at the distance between you and you wonder if he can smell it, how turned on and desperate you are. He waits for you to start, hands on his thighs. You wonder what biting them would feel like.

"So...you're my sire." You begin.

"I am." He answers, a small, proud smile peeking through when he says it.

You nod, avoiding his gaze.

"Can you tell me why you did it? Please?" You ask quietly, eyes darting up to get a glimpse at his gorgeous face.

He sighs, leaning back into the couch.

"I just wanted to belong to you." He answers honestly.

You raise your eyes to meet his, melting into his firm gaze and he takes your face in slowly.

"You were...are mine. You were before this. What changed?"

He raises a brow at your choice of words.

"I want you forever. I want to be tied to you forever." He explains simply.

"Why not just ask me?"

"Isn't this easier? It's done, we can adjust, I can teach you what you need to know."

"So you took my choice away for convenience?" You can feel the anger brewing, but you try to keep your calm.

Billy looks at you for a long time, a small frown on his lips before he finally responds with deliberate worlds.

"I didn't want to give you the chance to leave me."

"What? I wasn't going to!" You reason.

"What if you woke up one day and realized that I kill people, that I wasn't like you and you left? How am I supposed to live without you? And then you were there, so fucked out and pretty and I...I did it like I've always wanted to because having you angry is better than not having you at all." He finishes, eyes wide.

You ponder his words, realizing just how desperate losing you makes him. You haven't been together that long, but you wonder how much that really matters. You think back to all the expensive dates and lavish gifts, to every late-night make-out on your couch where he'd cook you breakfast the next day. To the way he'd give you his coat and open every door for you and trust you with his secrets. You think about the bond you now share and how it just feels like an extension of what you already feel for the man sitting on front of you. It's a while before you speak again.

"Okay. Do you wanna fix this?" You ask, remembering your idea from earlier.

"Of course I do." Billy replies quickly, turning towards you fully.

"You're gonna have to make it up to me, and then I can forgive you." You say, a small smile on your lips.

Billy seems to catch your meaning, sliding forward to reach for you.

"Ah ah!" You berate, stopping him. "I'm calling the shots here."

He raises a brow. You know Billy has a submissive streak, something soft inside of him that wants to be praised and take care of. Your plan is to let him make it up to you, make him feel like he's good again.

"Okay. Tell me how to fix it." He prompts, waiting with his hands in his lap.

"All you have to do is be good for me, do you think you can do that?"

"Yes." He promises, eyes already glazing over.

You grin then, feeling everything settling back into place. you're right where you need to be. In your element, with Billy ready to drop to his knees in front of you.

"I missed you, you know that? I missed kissing you, talking to you, and most importantly I missed that big cock." You purr, settling back into the pillows and Billy swallows hard.

"It's been right here the whole time, angel." He replies.

"Mmm, but you were bad, remember? I think you should apologize." You berate gently.

"How? I'll do it." Billy pleads quickly.

"Get on your knees. Down here, baby." You point him towards the space on the carpet between your legs.

He goes easily, hands using your thighs for balance as he settles at your feet.

"Such a goof boy." You praise, running your fingers through his hair.

His eyes close as a shudder goes through him and you smile, continuing to pet him.

"Oh, my love. Look at you, so sweet for me like this. I know how you struggle to make the right choices sometimes, so I'm gonna help you, okay?"

He nods, eyes trained on your face. You lean down to press a hot kiss to his mouth, savoring the taste as he breaths out hard at the feeling. When you pull away he tries to follow, and you hold him back with a smile.

"Perfect. I want you to put that gorgeous mouth on me and open me up for you, just like I know you can."

Billy obliges instantly, hands moving to slide down your shorts and panties. The newfound sensitivity of your skin makes you tingle all over, the soft brush of his strong hands already making you squirm. You gasp when he stops moving, staring at your bare pussy like he's never wanted something so badly before. He leans in and you internally beg him to out his mouth on you, but he makes you wait, leaning further to take a deep breath of your scent.

The action makes you moan and you rapidly feel yourself losing control. You grab the back of his head, using your newfound strength to urge him forward.

"Oh! That's it, baby." You praise when his tongue meets your slit, drawing lazy lines up and down your folds.

He works you over slowly, taking his time to savor you for the first time in days. Billy's tongue is expert, sliding over your clit in tight circles before he uses his lips to suck on it, drawing a harsh cry from your lips. Billy looks up at you and you smile down at him, rolling your hips into his mouth. He moans against your clit, causing you to gasp at the sudden vibration.

"So good for me, Billy, making me so happy." You moan as you keep rolling your hips, practically riding his face now.

He shudders at the praise, gripping your hips hard before he slips a finger into you, pumping slowly in time with the suction of his lips. You have his hair in a death grip, knowing how much he loves when you pull it.

After a few moments he adds a second finger, pausing his sucking to meet your eyes again. His pupils are blown, making his dark eyes pitch black in the light. They're glassy and wet and you know he's in that sweet headspace you want him in. The looks on his face asks you how he's doing, and you clench down hard on his fingers to let him know.

"So close!" You cry, head falling back onto the couch.

He pumps faster, brushing the sweet spot inside of you as his mouth returns to its ministrations on your clit. It's only a few more seconds and you're bursting at the seams, white hot pleasure tearing at any composure you had left and leaving you limp and just as hungry ad you were when you woke up a vampire. This time, the hunger is for him.

He's still on his knees when you grab him by the shoulders, pulling him onto the couch with you. He goes easily, just happy your hands are on him.

"Need you right now." You say hoarsely, pulling him closer, hoping to touch as much of your skin to his as possible.

It makes you shiver, the close contact. Between the skin sensitivity, how turned on you are and him being your sire, you're not apt to last much longer. From the way his cock leaks onto your thighs, Billy isn't either. He moans deeply as you take him in hand, pumping him slowly as he pushes his hips into your fist. You press another kiss to his mouth, reacquainting yourself with his tongue as you lick into him. When he does it again, you pull back.

"Ah ah! Shh, let me touch you, you're not done apologizing sweet boy." You chide, leaning in to nip at his earlobe.

He groans, arms in a steel grip around you, holding you to him so tightly you think it would've broken your bones if you were still human.

When he starts to moan wantonly, hips stuttering you let go, smiling at the way he chokes out another hoarse moan. You push him away, letting him fall back until he's under you, legs spread just the way you want them. When you straddle his hips he grins, throwing his head back.

"Won't last." He warns, eyes squeezing shut.

"I know." You smile.

You'd gotten him worked up on purpose, knowing you were only going to hold out for a few more minutes yourself. You waste no time, taking his cock in hand to sink down onto it quickly. Billy grips your thighs, trying to fuck up into you. You slap a hand onto his chest, the other gripping his jaw gently. When his eyes meet yours they're half-lidded.

"I didn't tell you to fuck me." You point out and he whimpers, making you clench.

"'M sorry, don't stop, don't stop." He mumbles, hips twitching.

"I won't, you're such a good boy, Billy." You praise, hand leaving his jaw to pet his hair.

He smiles slowly, grunting as you begin to ride him in earnest, wasting no time on teasing today. The sound of your skin slapping together fills the room as you clench around Billy's cock as it fills you just the way you like. You get lost in it for a while until you hear it, the tiniest sniffle coming from beneath you and you look down at Billy again. His eyes are wet, tears spilling from them as he attempts to keep control for you. You smile, bending down to lick the salty tracks from his face, savoring the salty taste on your tongue.

"You cryin' for me?" You ask, tracing the tear tracks on his face.

""M sorry, just wanted you to stay with me." He gasps as you bear down with your hips, rolling them into his.

"I know, baby, I'm here. I forgive you." You say sincerely, suddenly struck with just how much you need him, how much you don't ever want to leave.

"Promise me." He begs, eyes fully open, one hand on the back of you neck, the other grabbing at you fingers to intertwine them with his.

"I'm here, as long as I'm alive I'm here." You promise, squeezing his fingers.

That's all it takes for him to come, hips pushing up into yours as he releases inside of you, a gravely moan sounding in your ear. You follow right behind him, gasping for air as the familiar sweet ache settles in your pussy and you slump forwards into his chest.

Billy pets your hair as you come down, holding you tightly to him. You're used to the lack of heartbeat in his chest, but the silence in your own startles you. Where there used to be pounding in your chest after sex with Billy there's now just silence, a simple calm overtaking you. When you shift Billy squeezes you, afraid to let you go too far.

"Shh, no leaving." You reassure him, rubbing your face into his chest.

"Will you move back into my bedroom?" He asks, voice muffled from where he's moved to press his face into your hair.

"I will." You giggle, grateful to be close to him again.

There's a comfortable silence that stretches on into the evening as the street lights come on and the last dregs of light drain from the sky.

When you speak again it's near a whisper, unwilling to break the moment.

"You know I need you too, right?" You ask him.

He grunts, shifting to look into your eyes.

"You mean that?"

"I do. Who else is gonna teach me how to be a vampire?" You tease, grinning.

He rolls his eyes, a soft smile on his lips before he kisses you, firm an teasing. When he pulls away he answers.

"I'll tell you anything you wanna know, angel."

"You know what'll happen if you don't" You raise a brow in an empty threat.

"I thought you wanted me to tell you?" Billy jokes.

You nip at his chin as he laughs, hugging you against him. When you both settle you feel it again, the pressing need you've gotten used to.

"Hey, Bill?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm hungry."

His laugh echoes through the penthouse, filling the space with the life it had been missing.

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Billy Russo's NSFW alphabet

Pairing: Billy Russo x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 2000 words

Warnings: oral sex, multiple sex positions, sex toys, gun kink, choking, temperature play, cum play, sub/dom roles, praise kink, phone sex, if I missed anything major please let me know!

Author’s Note: what won the poll yay! template can be found here! Dedicating to my fellow billy hoe @that-sarcastic-writer, ily, here's some porn &lt;3

PS: dividers & banners by @/saradika

Main Masterlist ・❥・Billy Russo Masterlist

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Billy is big into aftercare after sex, he likes taking care of their partner, soothing their skin, applying lotion, helping them shower, and cleaning them up thoroughly, he is into taking care of his own so he wants the same treatment for his partner.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Billy's favorite body part of his is of course his cock, he is the type of guy who has given a nickname to it and always refers to his cock as a second person rather than a body part. Now as for his partner Billy is into necks, he loves kissing and caressing and watching you squirm just from the most innocent touch.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Billy truly does love cumming, he says that it's a work of an art. and god's gift to mankind to cum on your body, he does prefer cumming on you rather than inside you cause he loves watching it spread but he's never opposed to a creampie either.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Billy would never directly tell you because he loves not losing control but he loves it when you take care of him, like praising him, telling how good he's doing, it just makes him go harder and rougher on you hearing your sweet praises. His pride though won't let him admit it because he also loves playing into the sensual dominant role as well.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Billy is one of the most experienced men in the world. He has been into women since he was a teen and knew how to chase them and make them his therefore there have been many one night stands in his life, some longer than one night and some multiple times a year. In short Billy has never met a woman he couldn't flirt with.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Billy loves it when you top him. He loves sitting back on the couch or the bed and watching you work your body on him. He will guide your hips or hold your back or your breasts helping you leverage your movements better. He is truly into the visuals and if he could he'd had you like this several times a day.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Billy is more serious than most, he loves praising you or guiding you and in a moment he might tell a joke to relax you a little but for the most part he sticks to the main part.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Billy is very much into himself therefore he takes really good care of his body with several trips to beauticians and what not so he is very well groomed and most clean.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He can get very intimate as in he loves being a romantic a heart and he loves that primal position of taking care of a woman. He loves caressing you and soothing your skin and kissing you again and again making you feel loved in the moment and watching you look at him with eyes full of love. He will whisper several i love yous in the right moment when he feels the need to.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Billy mostly likes jacking off to your pictures or videos you took together when he's away on his business trips. He loves setting up his screen to watch your pretty body or calling you to hear your sexy voice and he grunts and strokes his cock when you tell him to. He is very into masturbating together over the phone.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He is a very kinky man. There isn't any sexual position he hasn't yet tried but one of his favourites is lingerie. He loves buying you the goods himself and watching you model for him, or keeping one of your panties in his pocket.

Billy is also very very into choking you but also loves it when you choke him as well. He gets extremely aroused when you wrap your hands around his neck and squeeze and if it wasn't for his extraordinary military discipline he'd cum right there and then.

Another kink of his is temperature play, whether wax or ice or anything else he loves that slow sensual build it gives you, and loves taking his time fucking you and building up the suspense towards the main act.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Billy is the type of person who could have you anywhere and on any surface available but he's absolutely favorite is shoved up in a corner a little bit away from preying eyes because he honestly couldn't wait to get you home to fuck you. Second favourite is the car for the same reason. Then comes the bedroom only for that nice long morning fucks.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

What doesn't turn him on. Billy is a very horny man by design, because he's incredibly passionate and genuinely extremely active in all senses he rarely rests. Being in the same room with you is what drives him crazy the most, he can't spend too much time together without wanting to fuck you or thinking of how to shove you in the nearest corner. If anything you've always wondered how he can live with constantly having an almost hard-on.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Billy would never do something you didn't want to do. He is very big on boundaries and discussing kinks and what not with each other.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Billy does love giving more than receiving only cause he is such an expert with his tongue and he knows how much you also love it. Billy loves taking his time and turning into an all night activity with his shirt off cause he will get sweaty, his fingers working inside you or on your thighs and his tongue close to your cunt teasing you and working you. He also loves eating you out from the back whenever he watches you lean a little too much on the counter and he can barely help himself. Billy also likes when you ride his face whenever work stresses you a little too much.

Now as for him, he is never opposed to one although his favorite is when you want to do it while he's driving. Something about your mouth on him, your ass up with his spare hand slapping you or fingering you gives him such an insane power trip that keeps him going. Although he never would say no to a messy blowjob when he's working hard on a case.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Billy can truly be anything you need him to be. Fast or slow, he loves to build it all to keep the momentum and give you the maximum pleasure. Billy switches it up several times, going from slow to rough back to slowly kissing right before hitting the edge and back at it again. At stressful days at work he works your body like a boxing cage and on other days he works your body like a violin. It all depends on the circumstances.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He is not opposed to a quickie although he does prefer it longer. He usually goes that route during dinner parties or outings with other people. He is incapable of keeping his hands to himself even if you had fucked a minute before arriving everywhere so his option to not let other people get too suspicious is a quickie. A quick fill as he loves to call it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Billy loves experimenting, trying new things, new positions, several role play parts, trying out new toys or new ways. He is a very risky man in all aspects of his life so he makes sure his bedroom activities are also extremely adventurous.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Billy's stamina is incredible, he is the very definition of an insatiable man and therefore it's hard for him to stop. He could last a whole day teasing your denying you his cock when he feels like to but if you keep on teasing him yourself he would try his very best to please you. He always make sure you cum first regardless, but mostly he gives it all in the end.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Billy didn't had toys on his own before he met you but after he managed to build quite a collection. All of different speeds and volumes and what not, all to be used on you, when you get him his first cocksucker he almost whines about it but he does secretly use it when he's away. Now as for the cock ring he keeps it on until you tell him to take it off and he listens like the good boy he is!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Billy loves to tease but his endgame is always to fuck so his teasing doesn't take too long to stop. He just loves watching you squirm in the moment until you beg him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Billy can ber very loud for a man, he moans and grunts and talks a lot during the act. He moans when he eats you, he grunts when he fucks you and he groans when he gets inside you. It's hard for other people not to hear you when you go at it.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Billy does love his toys. But what he loves the most is his guns. He is not one to hesitate to use it during the act once he knows he can trust you and you are about as crazy as he is. He loves taking the cool metal side up your things and teasing your entrance till he slips int inside and in the same vain he likes it when he keeps it against your neck fucking you from behind. He might like it a little bit more when he also makes you cum on it and then has you lick it clean but that's for you to find out.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Billy has a perfect adonis-like body, his military training has given him the discipline and the motivation to always keep at it so this with the combination of how well-groomed he is gives him the perfect body. Now as for his cock, he is a bit lengthy cause of his tall build and girthy enough to make you remember him forever.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Billy has an incredible sex drive because he is a constantly horny man. Even worse than a teenage boy. He is always ready for it anywhere and in any place.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Billy does sleep quickly afterward especially after having taken a shower with you and wrapping you tenderly inside his arms. He sleeps with his chin on your shoulder and drifts when your breaths match up.

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What You've Heard [Bodyguard AU Trope]

Pairing: Billy Russo x AFAB Reader

Trope de Sept Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Bodyguard AU alternate universe 1. Character A is tasked with keeping Character B safe. Feelings, or at the very least sexual tension gets involved "Billy Russo is your bodyguard, hired by your diplomat father. You hate him and he hates you but still, you end up in bed with him."

Warnings: SMUT/18+ (don’t interact if your age is not in your bio). No use of Y/N. Dom/sub dynamics, Oral (M receiving), Use of toys (vibrator), Mutual masturbation, Pet names (baby, princess, sweetheart), Light choking, Pussy spanking, P in V, Creampie, No aftercare.

WC: 2,800

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“You are such a goddamn spoiled brat.”

“Oh shut it Russo, you’re the one ruining my evening and my life!”

Billy was right behind you as you climbed the stairs two at a time, holding the skirt of your sequin evening gown practically up your thighs in order to avoid tripping. You just wanted to be as far away from Billy as quickly as possible. 

“Believe me baby, if I could be anywhere else in the world right now I would be, but your daddy is paying me too much money to keep you safe, which is what I was trying to do. I’m sorry it made you a little…testy.”

You rolled your eyes and spun around on the spot at the top of the ornate staircase in your penthouse apartment. Billy stood on the last stair, allowing you to be face to face with him, making close eye contact to make sure he got the message.

“Testy? Really? I’m working the room at a charity event and you deem some handsome well-todo dangerous enough to pull me out of there prematurely and ruin my night and expect me to not be testy?!” you shouted in his face

“Okay. Maybe he wasn’t dangerous. Maybe I just didn’t like the way he was looking at you.” 

Even during a heated argument, Billy had the ability to remain eerily calm and even-toned which just irked your irritation at him even more. 

“Don’t you dare tell me you were jealous, Russo.”

“Not jealous, just doing my job.” he replied “You know, you dignitaries' daughters are all the same. Full of yourselves. Assuming everyone is always so charmed by you. So happy to just be in your presence. Assuming everyone just wants to fuck you.”

“Pfft. Maybe they do. Just admit it, Russo, you do too.”

“What if I do? Huh Princess? You gonna do anything about it or just keep running that pretty fucking mouth of yours?”

You don’t know why you did it. You knew he was just trying to rile you up. To upset you into stomping off and cursing him out under your breath for the rest of the night. But you were so sick of him winning every single time the two of you butted heads. Which was a lot. And in that second, your brain told you it was the only thing that would shut him up and actually give you the upper hand for once. So you did it. You pulled him in by the lapel of his suit jacket and kissed him.

For as hard as your lips were planted against his, it was a surprisingly tender and soft kiss.

After the initial moment of shock wore off, Billy reached forward to place a hand on your waist, His tongue traced the crevice between your lips, inviting himself in further. Oh god, was Billy actually kissing you back?

You pulled away as soon as you realized it, meeting his dark gaze. The corridor echoed with silence as the two of you stared each other down.

“Billy, I…”

“Bedroom. Now.” he commanded with a raise of his brows and a nod towards the hallway.

“I.. wait what?”

“Do not. I know you heard me.”

But still, you weren’t sure what was going through his head. Was he telling you to go to your room because he was angry and sending you to time out like a misbehaved toddler? So filled with lust that he couldn’t control himself in your presence a moment longer and wanted you far away so he didn’t give in to it? Asking you to go to the bedroom so he could meet you there and continue this?

Processing words had never been this difficult as you remained rooted in your spot at the top of the stairs. He answered your unspoken question, lunging forward to lift the skirt of your gown up your thighs so he could pick you up in his arms, wrap your legs around his waist and resumed kissing you deeply. 

He practically threw you on the bed, taking a step back as you bounced and looked down with his lust filled eyes. 

“You know princess, as much money as your daddy spent on this place, it sure does have thin walls.”

“What?”

“Any time you bring one of those air-headed, spoiled boys around here when I’m on night duty, I can hear everything.”

“You… you can?”

“Yes. Every moan, every whimper. You know, you’re not that good at faking it.”

“How do you know I’m faking it?”

“You see, the walls are so thin, that I can hear everything on the nights you have company… and the nights you don’t.”

You looked up at him, confused. He took a step to his left, reaching out and opening up your nightstand drawer and held out your favorite vibrator in front of you.

“So, I know what you sound like when you really are coming and when you’re just playing along so some rich asshole’s feelings won’t get hurt.”

“So?”

“So, if I hear you fake it tonight, I’ll know. And you better not. Now come on, stand up and let me get that dress off of you.”

“Billy, I…”

He just raised his eyebrows and you obeyed, standing and facing away from him. As one hand worked the zipper down your back, the other was caressing, roaming up and down your arm and the curve of your waist. His lips soon found your neck, licking and sucking as your dress slid down your body and pooled on the floor around your feet.

Billy continued to press sloppy kisses into your neck and down your shoulder as his left hand crept around to your front, reaching between the delicate lace of your bra and skin to find your nipple. His fingers worked it, pinching and pulling lightly to elicit a moan from you, before squeezing your entire breast in his hand.

Meanwhile, his right hand moved downward, toying with the top of your panties as he kneeded your chest, only moving onward once you were pliably moaning in his arms. He stroked you over your panties a few times

“Already soaked for me. I know you’ve wanted me since your daddy first hired me and you laid those pretty eyes on me. But I didn’t know just how high and dry I was leaving you. Tell me, you ever think about me on those lonely nights while you’re using that thing?” he nodded toward the vibrator he left laying on the bed

You nodded in response, grinding your crotch down against his hand, hoping to feel some more friction in relief.

“What was that? I can’t hear you.”

“Yes Billy.”

“Yes what?” He slid his hand down your panties, hovering his fingers over your sensitive bud while he waited for your response.

“Yes –Oh god. Yes, I’ve thought about you when I touch myself.”

“Good girl.”

Finally, he began working his fingers against your clit, rubbing slow languous circles to tease and work you up.

“Oh god Billy.” you threw your head back against his chest as he picked up the pace

“Damnit, you sound so pretty moaning my name.” he growled in your ear “Tell me something…”

“Mmm yeah?”

“When you’re thinking about me, late at night, what are you thinking about?”

“Billy… I”

“C’mon now baby, don’t get all shy on me. Remember, I’ve heard you before. And I know you’re not shy with those other guys. So tell me. What have you thought about me?”

“Your… your hands Billy. Touching me just like this.”

“And?”

“And your mouth, all over me.”

“And?”

“And me, on my knees f – for you.”

“Well, I’m not about to stop you. Go ahead, if that’s what you want.”

You slowly turned to face him as he licked his lips into a smirk across his perfect face. Damn him and that cocky grin. If you weren't so desperately needy for him right now, you’d smack it right off his stupidly beautiful face.

Instead, you obeyed, taking your time to drop to your knees in supplication before him. You drew out the reach forward of your hands towards his thighs in an attempt to regain some control over him, to punish him just a little for how easily he was bending you to his will right now. 

His lust was obvious, straining against his perfectly tailored dress pants right in front of your face. You rubbed his clothed bulge a few times before finally bringing him some relief and freeing him from his pants.

Grasping him firmly, you gave him a few long strokes that made his eyes squeeze shut. They snapped open and met yours though when you wrapped your lips around him and took his cock down your throat in one swift motion.

“Damnit princess, I knew that smart mouth of yours could do a lot but this, I think, is a much better use of it, don’t you?”

You pulled back to say something smart-alicky, but he pushed you back down on his length via a hand placed at the base of your skull, before you could retort, keeping you in line just how he wanted you.

He grunted as he continued to hit the back of your throat. Just as suddenly as he made the noise, it disappeared. His quiet observance of your obedience resumed, the wet sounds of you sucking him off the only other noises in the room. 

His pace slowed, no longer guiding your skull in a steady rhythm as his pleasure caught up to him. Your throat became an anchor point for him to push you off before he could finish, his long fingers giving you just enough pressure to want more. 

“Show me.” he finally spoke

“What?”

He reached for the vibrator once more and held it out in front of you.

“Show me. Exactly how you touch yourself when you think of me.” he commanded

You felt the heat pooling in your cheeks as you took it from his hand and rose your feet.

His suit jacket found a home in the chair in the corner, followed by his tie, while you also rid yourself of the remaining pieces of fabric barely keeping you concealed from his gaze. Now totally bare except for the strappy pair of heels on your feet, you laid back on the bed and guided the toy between your spread legs. Keenly aware of just how closely his stare followed you while you moved, you pressed the button to turn it on to the lowest setting, letting the humming vibrations tickle your most sensitive area.

You squeezed your eyes shut as the pleasure began to build.

“Uh uh. Eyes on me.” he instructed

You opened your eyes to meet his piercing stare, now feeling even more vulnerable in front of him as you brought your other hand between your thighs, keeping the vibrator on your clit and pushing two fingers into your pussy. Pumping them in and out slowly in order to work yourself and him up, you noticed how he lurched forward, as if to help. But only for a split second before he was upright, facade of a man in charge back in tact while he reached down and began to fist his own cock.

“Tell me, pretty girl, what else do you think about me doing to you?”

“I think – Oh god. I think about riding you. How good… it’d feel.

Billy had a difficult time deciding where to focus his attention - the way your pussy looked so pretty being spread open and fucked by your fingers, the ethereal way your face looked as you brought yourself to ecstasy, or how intently your eyes met his, growing desperation to cum swirling behind them.

“I can’t decide princess, if I want to watch you finish like this, or make you be good and wait until my cock is inside you.”

You stifled back a beg and simply whimpered at his conundrum. You both knew what you really wanted was for him to fuck you. But you couldn’t bring yourself to beg for it. Not yet. Begging for it would be the ultimate victory for him and he’d never give you another inch of resistance against him as your bodyguard without bringing it up. 

Just as you thought you were going to come apart, Billy reached forward and pulled your hand away, the vibrator whiring in the air as your pussy clenched around your fingers, desperate for the release he denied you. You wanted to cry. You also wanted to cum.

“Did I give you permission to cum?” he asked

“Pfft. I need your permission now?” you sassed back

Whack.

His large hand came down in a swift swat to your pussy, the stinging sensation sent a jolt through your already sensitive bud, causing you to clench around your fingers once more.

“Yes. You do. Since I can’t get you to listen to me out there” he nodded towards the door, an action which brought your mind temporarily back to the situation at hand. You were laying naked in bed, about to beg the head of your private security detail to fuck you senssless. A man you loathed and we’re stuck with for the foreseeable future. No way this could end poorly.

“I might as well make you listen in here. Understand?”

His voice brought you back into the moment and your desire won the game of tug of war against your brain. You nodded in response.

Whack.

“What was that?”

“Yes Billy.”

“Good girl.”

You removed your fingers and turned off the vibrator, looking up at him with the most doe-like eyes you could give, waiting for his instructions.

“You think about riding me? Okay, I’ll give you what you want this time, but don’t get used to it.” he said as he climbed on the bed beside you.

Tugging at your waist, he guided you to hover over him. In another moment of trying to show him you still had some control in this situation, you swirled your hips a few times, running his length through your now soaking folds. 

He caught on to you right away, fingers pushing into your hips hard enough to ache in order to stop you from being able to move at all.

“Easy sweetheart.” he warned

He took it slowly, once he finally released a hand and guided himself inside you, allowing you to adjust to every inch before pushing further. 

Billy studied your face as you oriented yourself on his cock and once he was satisfied with how your eyes pinched shut in pleasure and your lips remained slightly parted in anticipation, he began to rock you. With less of a death grip this time, his hands moved your hips back and forth, until the two of you got in a rhythm and you took over.

“You know sweetheart, after listening to you all those nights, it’s nice to see just how pretty you look getting fucked. I knew you would.”

“Mmmm Billy.”

“I knew it would sound just as pretty when you moaned my name too. Go ahead, let me hear it again.”

“Oh god– Billy.” you whined again, feeling the nirvana of him all the way through your body.

You brought your hands to his chest to steady yourself as he began to thrust upward and meet your tempo, taut muscle under your fingertips like heated marble. 

Every thrust, every slap of sweaty skin, every grunt from his smug fucking mouth had you careening closer and closer to your edge.

“Billy– please. Please Billy, may I cum?”

‘Yeah princess, go ahead. Let me feel it…”

That was all it took for you to release, crying out over and over as you came undone, his name a symphony spilling from your lips.

Billy wasn’t far behind you, the way his face contorted a rare moment of vulnerability from him. He spilled inside you with a silent sigh then stilled beneath you.

Only for a moment though, until the mental fog cleared and his eyes met yours. A dark abyss. But not in the lascivious way they were earlier, in a way that felt vacant and void. 

And the next thing you knew, you were flat on your back in the bed and he was getting dressed in the corner of the room.

“I’m going to make my rounds. Do all my safety checks for the night.” 

He left you without another word as he walked into the hall and closed the bedroom door behind him.

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In Bloom

Photos are not mine. They are courtesy of Pinterest/Google.

Pairing: Billy Russo x F! Reader

Warnings: None really, maybe a swear word or two but extra fluffy bunnies and unicorns

Word Count: 2.7k-ish

Summary: Part 1 of 3 (I think) Reader is in a bit of a romantic slump so she buys herself flowers every Friday until one day she finds out they’re already paid for.

A/N: Based on this ask/idea from my lovely lovely Lily @munsonownsmyass I hope you like it, my love ❤️

This girl is single and haven't had anyone in a while. Miss the intimacy. Just to make herself happy, she buys flowers for herself every Friday. But one day, the flowers have already been paid for. It's the same thing the next Friday. Then one day, there's a little note attached to the flowers....

As always, thank you for reading!  I appreciate it so much and comments, reblogs are welcome and encouraged. Don’t be shy to tell me your favorite part. 💕💕 💕

“When was the last time you went out on a date?”

Rolling your eyes, those words felt like a hard punch to the stomach coming from your mother.

Your Friday afternoon lunch with her felt like days. It all started with the lunch spot you chose…it wasn’t to her standards but then again nothing was. Nothing seemed to ever be good enough whether it was your job, the clothes you wore, the apartment you lived in, or the sandwich shop you picked for lunch.

It was all beneath her, sub-standard, and you had accepted the fact that nothing you do will ever be good enough for her so you just decided to continue to do whatever made you happy and not worry about what would be pleasing to her.

She tried like hell to mold you into what she wanted you to be, how she wanted you to dress, what she wanted you to do for a living, and even what kind of wedding she had wanted you to have. She didn’t succeed and when you called off your wedding to a man that looked perfect on paper but was a monster behind closed doors, she didn’t try as hard to make you into something that you just weren’t going to be.

She still took not-so subtle jabs though.

“Have a good weekend, hun. Try and get some sleep, you look tired.”

A visit with mom wasn’t complete until she commented on how you looked. It was definitely time to go.

The early autumn wind picked up as you walked from the sandwich place toward the flower shop which was a few blocks away. Your little Friday tradition was just something you had decided to do for yourself every week.

The flowers made your apartment just a little bit brighter and brought a smile to your face every time you looked at them on your dining room table.

You hadn’t really noticed the flower shop before but it presented itself when you needed a little cheering up.

It was after another bad first date, the third one in a row. You were walking home from the bar after yet another Wall Street type asshole had spent the early evening hours droning on and on about himself when the essence of rose attacked your sense of smell. It stopped you dead in your tracks and caused you to shift your eyes from the sidewalk to the door of the flower shop in front of you.

Bouquets of beautiful flowers were in buckets of water outside but so many more caught your eye that were inside so you decided to go in and look around.

“We close in fifteen minutes, Miss. Is there something specific you’re looking for?” The man behind the counter had asked with a warm smile.

You tried to smile back but it only came out as half a smile. “Something to make me feel better after a bad date?” You replied.

His expression tempered and you could tell he really wanted to help.

“Let me see what I can put together for you.” He said.

And he went to work pulling flowers from different buckets and arranging them into the most beautiful bouquet, wrapping them in paper and plastic and securing them with a ribbon. The bouquet was full of carnations, roses, gerbera daisies, and lilies…all in different shades of red and pink. It was almost like he knew they were two of your favorite colors.

Watching him meticulously put those flowers together for you already made you feel better about that night.

“Here you go, my dear. Beautiful flowers for a beautiful lady.” He said handing you the flowers.

You were absolutely stunned at how gorgeous they were and that was how you met Mr. Campbell, the sweetest little old man with the prettiest flowers in town which kept you coming back weekly for fresh ones.

After the taxing lunch you just had with your mother, it was time to make yourself feel better with your weekly flowers.

“Hi, Mr. Campbell. How are you today!?” You asked.

He shifted his gaze from the bouquet he was working on to greet you, pushing his glasses up that had slid down the bridge of his nose.

“My dear, y/n! Well, I can’t complain…I woke up again so that’s a good thing, plus I knew I’d get to see your smiling face today and that’s ALWAYS a good thing.” He said with excitement.

A wide smile stretched across your lips. “This is my favorite Friday stop, Mr. Campbell!” You said.

The corner of his mouth turned up and he raised his eyebrows. “You sure it’s not the liquor store, y/n?” He asked with a slight chuckle while looking at the bottle of wine in your hand.

You let out a full blown belly laugh. “Ok, well that’s my OTHER favorite Friday stop. You know I like my wine.” You said trying to control your laughter.

“What are you in the mood for today, my dear?” Mr. Campbell asked.

You inhaled sharply and let out a deep exhale. “Well I just had a very long and taxing lunch with my mother so something a little crazy with a lot of colors would be perfect.”

And that’s all he needed to hear. In a matter of minutes he moved from bucket to bucket, picking out every color flower he could get his fragile little hands on and arranged them especially for you into one crazy colored bouquet.

“Awww Mr. Campbell, they’re perfect, as always! Thank you!” You said handing him the money for the flowers and the nip of Jack Daniel’s you bought for him every Friday. “There’s better tasting whiskey out there, you sure you don’t want somethin’ else?”

“No, no…this is what I like y/n.” He said, getting back to the arrangement he was working on when you walked in.

“Ok, well you just let me know if you want something else. I gotta get goin’, I have a hot date with the couch and this wine when I get home.” You said sarcastically.

“It’s Friday night, my dear. You should go OUT on a date!” He said.

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. “Oh no, don’t you start with me too Mr. Campbell. My mother said the same thing to me a little while ago. I’ll see you next week.” You said as you waved goodbye and reached for the door.

An incredibly handsome man on the other side of the door opened it for you and ushered you through. He was tall, with dark hair, a short beard, eyes as dark as the night sky and a perfect smile.

You smiled back. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He said.

You didn’t look back and headed for home.

The flower shop after you left.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Russo. The usual for you today?” Mr. Campbell asked.

Billy had his long overcoat tucked under his arm, watching with a smile as he watched you walk down the street until you were out of sight.

“Yes please, Luther. That would be great.” Billy said softly as he paced around looking at all the different flowers.

Mr. Campbell had caught Billy looking at you when you left the shop.

“She’s beautiful, isn’t she.” He stated, raising his eyebrows.

Billy thought he had acted nonchalant while checking you out. “What?” Billy asked. “Oh…yes…she is. Was that her first time in here?”

“She comes in every Friday and buys flowers for herself.” Mr. Campbell said.

A sly smirk stretched across Billy’s face. “Well we can’t have that now can we, Luther.”

Mr. Campbell returned the smirk, looked at Billy over his glasses and asked. “Shall I add another bouquet to your weekly purchase, Billy?”

“Yes please, whatever she wants but do NOT tell her I’m the one that paid for them.” Billy said sternly.

“She is going to ask, so what am I supposed to tell her?” Said Mr. Campbell.

Billy rested his hand on the counter and pondered for a minute.

As he picked up his flowers and started to walk toward the door, Billy turned back to Mr. Campbell and said “Just tell her you are sworn to secrecy and she’ll find out…soon, I promise.”

**********

The following Friday after a long day at work, you clocked out and started your walk to the flower shop. The warm afternoon sun grazed the high points of your face as you strolled down the sidewalk just enjoying the crisp fall air, and in no rush to get where you were going.

This was your favorite time of year. Vendors in the street sold warm apple cider and kettle corn, people with their flushed cheeks hurried past you with their hands shoved into their jacket pockets, while a short gust of wind nearly took your hat right off of your head.

Your first stop was the liquor store. Mr. Campbell really enjoyed the nip of Jack Daniel’s you gave him every Friday, he always told you it was the best part of his week and you loved it too. It felt nice to have something steady in your life even if was just a sweet elderly man and a bouquet of self-bought flowers.

The wind caught the door on your way into the flower shop and you had a hard time holding on to it but you managed to close it before it flew off the hinges.

“A little windy out there, y/n?” He joked, barely looking up from the arrangement he was putting together.

You pressed your lips together and replied. “Just a little. I nearly lost my hat, Mr. Campbell!”

“So what sort of bouquet will make you feel good today, my dear.” He asked.

Looking around the shop, the sunflowers caught your eye. “Something with a few sunflowers, I think.” You said.

And off he went picking out autumn colors of burnt orange, bright yellow, and deep red with the sunflowers being the focal point in the middle next to fern like greens. It was a beautiful work of art just like every other week which always put a smile on your face.

As you opened your purse, Mr. Campbell stopped you, waving his hand at you to put your wallet away. “No…no, they’re already paid for y/n.”

You had a confused yet skeptical look on your face. “What do you mean they’re already paid for?” You said.

“Exactly what I said y/n, someone has already paid for your flowers.” He said, with a devilish grin stretched across his face.

“Well, who paid for them?” You asked.

“I am sworn to secrecy, my dear.” He said raising his hand and closing his eyes.

Reaching into your tote bag, you pulled out the nip of Jack Daniel’s. “Ya know I’m not sure you deserve this today but that wouldn’t be very nice of me, would it.” You said, narrowing your eyes at him.

“I’m sworn to secrecy but you will find out soon who paid for them, he promised.” He stated with a slight smile as you waved and left the store.

Who could it be?

For the next few weeks, every time you’ve gone to pay for your flowers they had already been paid for. You even treated yourself to long stem red roses one week, orchids the next and Mr. Campbell STILL insisted he had already been paid. It didn’t matter how expensive the flowers were, you didn’t have to pay a dime.

Every week, you would BEG Mr. Campbell to tell you who was paying for your bouquets but he didn’t fold. He didn’t give up the name of the man buying you whatever your little heart desired that week but he really loved watching you smile.

Finally on week number four, you walked in to pick out your flowers and after putting together your bouquet, Mr. Campbell had a little something extra to add…it was a note that said:

Someone as sweet as you shouldn’t have to buy their own flowers. I hope you’ve been enjoying them. Now look outside…

You looked up from the card toward the door and flashing his perfect smile at you was the handsome man that had held the door open for you a handful of weeks ago. Warmth rushed to your cheeks and suddenly there were butterflies in your stomach as he walked through the door and planted himself firmly in front of you.

“Billy Russo…it’s nice to finally meet you…” He said, extending his hand for you to shake.

You extended your hand. “It’s nice to meet you too, Billy. I’m y/f/n y/l/n. So you’re the one that swore Mr. Campbell to secrecy?” You asked.

“Ah I knew Luther would be able to keep my secret, although he wanted me to tell you two weeks ago. He can be a little impatient.” Billy said with a warm smile and a slight whisper.

Looking over the tops of his glasses, Mr. Campbell said. “Well don’t talk about me like I’m not here. And do you have something for me, my dear y/n?”

You had completely forgotten about the nip of Jack Daniel’s in your bag that was meant for him so you reached in the bag and set it on the counter.

“Oh!! I am so sorry Mr. Campbell. Here ya go.” You said.

He took the little nip bottle and walked into the back room, behind the counter. He was gone for a few minutes.

“So what do ya say? Will you have a drink with me? I promise, it will be something better than Jack Daniel’s.” Billy said.

You chuckled a little when you heard Mr. Campbell shout from the back room. “I heard that, Billy!”

“I knew you would, sir!” Billy shouted back. “He has the best flowers in town plus he’s a veteran and I like supporting veteran owned businesses.” Billy said.

You couldn’t help but stare into his eyes. They looked like two endless pools of dark chocolate and they weren’t looking at anything except you.

Moving a stray hair away from your face, you replied. “I do too…I have friends and family that are veterans. Did you serve, Billy?”

“Three tours in Iraq…one in Afghanistan.” He said softly, inching closer to you.

Mr. Campbell surprised both of you when he appeared from the back. “Will you two get outta here! You can learn all about each other over a drink…GO! Get out!” He said, practically shooing you out of his shop and handing Billy his flowers.

“Alright, alright Mr. Campbell, we’re going…I’ll see you next week!” You said as you waved and walked out the door with Billy.

“Well? You wanna have that drink with me, y/n?” Billy asked again.

You bit down on your lower lip and glanced at the ground before capturing his gaze again. “I’d love to.” You said. “But I do have to drop these flowers off at home first so they don’t wilt. I live only a couple blocks from here. And it looks like you have flowers to drop off as well. Can I meet you in an hour? Is that enough time?”

Billy smiled. “That’s perfect…don’t you wanna know where I’m going to drop these off?” He asked nervously before opening the door to his car.

“As long as they’re not going to a wife or a girlfriend, it’s really none of my business Billy. But if you wanna tell me, you’re more than welcome to tell me later or another time. It’s up to you.” You said with a welcoming smile.

Billy looked surprised by your answer, he wasn’t expecting it and ultimately it was his decision of whether or not he wanted to tell you where he went every week at this time.

“Well ok then. So I’ll meet you back here in an hour?” He asked.

“I’ll see you in an hour…and Billy?

He looked up so his eyes were locked on yours.

A big smile stretched across your lips as you said “Thank you for my flowers.”

Billy smiled a wide Cheshire cat smile and winked at you. “You’re welcome, y/n and I will see you very soon.”

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You ask and I deliver ✌️ I’ve wanted to do this prompt for awhile now anyway and Billy is as good an excuse as any I guess 😜

Billy Russo NSFW Alphabet

CW: NO MINORS. It's exactly what it says on the tin, everyone. This is pretty filthy, you've been warned. Also Dom/Sub content included, discussions of kinky topics, some swearing, mentions of abuse and assault. If I missed anything, tell me.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

So, I figure Billy is actually pretty good at aftercare but it’s in part because he gets off on taking a mental inventory of all the things he’s done to you.

He’s also a grown ass man who’s a bit of a sl- had lots of experience so he knows how to take care of his partner. Expect a warm washcloth, a bottle of water, some fruit to keep your stamina up and a shared shower if you need it.

You can also expect a few more sleepy, slow orgasms while he’s cleaning you up. The man can’t help himself, you’re naked, pliant and every bite mark, scratch and spot of cum is a pleasant reminder of the uh…recreational time you’ve just had. He’s gonna tease a few more out of you while he’s got the washcloth between your legs or he’s washing off your breasts. What can I say? He likes spoiling you.

He’s not a big cuddler though, a bad habit left over from years of one night stands. That’ll change once he’s stuck around for awhile though, Billy secretly loves pillow talk and relishes in the fucked out contentment on your face and the slight hoarse edge to your voice after you’ve been screaming.

There’s also just something so intimate and normal about having your naked body pressed to his side, limbs and blankets all tangled up together while sun streams through the curtains. It’s that sense of domesticity and home he never got growing up and once he gets a taste, he’s going to be addicted.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His di-

I’m kidding. We all know Billy the Beaut loves his face. Despite the care he puts into keeping the rest of his body in shape, he could take or leave it.

After all the abuse he’s suffered over the years, Billy’s become pretty detached from his body. It’s just something other people can put to use for their own needs, whether that’s the Marines, his revolving door of lovers or the people who want to hire him for his less than savoury skills. His face however? That’s always been uniquely his, something nobody can take away from him and is also an excellent tool for getting what he wants.

In terms of what he likes on his lover? Ass. So much ass. Any size, any shape, he loves it and he’s gonna have his hands all over it. If you two move in together you won’t be able to walk more than a couple feet in your own home without him giving you a swat across your cheeks. Having company over does NOT make a difference, Billy wants what he wants and he’s gonna take it no matter who’s watching. He has no shame.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Giiiiiiiirrrrllll…

Hope you’re ready for him to make a mess of things.

Nothing is safe. After having so many casual hook ups, he’s gotten really creative about where he’s going to empty his seed. Back, ass, breasts, thighs, the sheets, the headboard, on his own stomach, he’s not a picky guy. However, he’ll probably ask if he’s going to do it somewhere more dicey like your face, mouth, or inside.

In all honesty though? His favourite places are in your mouth or inside you. When you go down on him he is 100% the type to ask you to open your mouth before you swallow. He loves seeing it, it gives him a sense of control and possession like nothing else can.

Coming inside you is also a special treat, only because it feels extra intimate and close. We know Billy gets around, and because of that he’s always been extra careful about having protection, keeping his STD tests up to date and generally not fucking around about safe sex (no pun intended).

When the two of you have been together long enough for that to be an option, Billy knows it means the two of you have moved past the “friends with benefits” stage and into something more serious. He also loves how close cumming inside lets him feel to you, since it’s intimacy without having to do the extra emotional legwork. It’s also another way for him to take possession and control over you. You can bet your ass there are some days he sends you on your merry way with that mess still between your legs, no underwear and the shortest skirt your job allows.

If you work for him? Good luck getting anything done that day. He’s gonna be dragging you into his office every five minutes to have a peek at his handiwork. Prepare to rack up some overtime.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Billy is an open book. There is very little this man is ashamed of sharing with you when it comes to sex and his kinks.

But, everyone has secrets. And in this case, for Billy, you’re looking more at something softer and emotional. What he really wants, deep down, is the kind of life he stole from Frank. The house with the yard, the wife, the 2.5 kids and a yellow lab named Buddy. However, there’s the fantasy and there’s what’s possible.

As much as he wants that life, Billy also knows he’s not the right kind of man for it. He had a glimpse of how things could be when Maria and the kids were still alive, and we all know how that turned out. He’s been dreaming of a home since he was a kid, but with the way he grew up, the lifestyle he keeps and the hate that’s in his heart? Nope. It’s fast cars, fast women and money to burn until someone puts a bullet between his eyes. No picket fences here.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Does a bear shit in the woods???? God, Billy’s been skirt chasing and fooling around since he hit high school. He’s fucked six ways to Sunday and back again, and can probably teach his more experienced partners a few tricks. This man talks the talk but he has the skills to back it up in spades.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Honestly I can see Billy loving a good old fashioned doggy style same as any red blooded American ass guy. If he can grab the hips and booty and make you scream face down into the pillow while he ruts on you like a goddamn animal? Well, he’s a happy man.

However, for all the crazy shit he’s done and the wild stories he’s got, there’s something about missionary that he also loves. Once again, it comes down to the intimacy of that kind of position. Plus, he can see and has access to everything. Every little change in expression, every little sound you make, he’s filing away for later.

He’s also the type to make you look him in the eye while you cum. Odds are he’s gonna grab hold of your jaw and turn your face towards his when he feels you starting to clench. Unless you're super uncomfortable with the idea, this is non negotiable. Billy wants to see the results of his work.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Generally I can see Billy taking sex pretty seriously. He loves to tease you but it’s very rare that he’s going to be out and out silly. Think less clown and more mouthy shithead.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Honestly, Billy keeps his pubic hair just like the hair anywhere else on his body. Immaculately groomed and styled to his liking. He's a big fan of "manscaping" and while he personally likes having a neatly trimmed patch down there, he'll go bare if you ask. It's brown just like the hair on his head, curly, and surprisingly pleasant to the touch.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

If you're only casual with Billy, romance just isn't a thing. The man is no stranger to well...strangers in his bed, and when you're just trying to get off there isn't much use for rose petals or mood lighting. Don't expect too much effort besides clean sheets and him taking a shower beforehand. You're both grown adults, you know why you're here, and wrapping it up in a fancy package won't change that.

If you've been with him for awhile though? Well, first and foremost, after Billy's gone through the existential crisis of having you in his life long term, you can expect a lot of romance coming your way. Fancy candles? Yep. Silk sheets? Got 'em. Carefully curated playlist on Spotify? You bet. Hell, if you want rose petals, Billy will get them. He loves spoiling you, and showing off just how much cash he can afford to throw your way.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

So, this might be kind of weird, but I can see Billy not really being the type to masturbate? And that's only because he's never really had to work at finding willing partners. If found himself getting antsy and pent up, a quick trip to any well frequented local club solves that problem.

After meeting you? Well, you're here to take care of him, so what's the point?

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Domination/Submission: Can we say Daddy Dom????? Honestly he likes to be called some variation of Daddy or Sir or even Mr. Russo and he is THE OG brat tamer. Mouth off or pout in front of this man, I dare you. You won't be able to walk right for at least a week after.

Spanking: This sort of falls into the previous kink, but I also feels like it deserves it's own category. As established in B, Billy is an ass guy. Which means he's also a spanking kind of guy, as long as you're into that. Nine times out of ten, if you're giving him shit he's going to punish you by throwing you over his knee and turning those pretty cheeks of yours bright red. You wanna cry about it? Should've thought about that before you acted out.

Humiliation: This mostly comes out in like a name calling sort of way. Billy has a filthy mouth and Lord does he know how to use it. He loves calling you every name in the book, and telling you exactly how he plans to use every hole you've got. The way he coos "slut" and "needy bitch" at you is downright sinful, and almost enough to make you cum on the spot. He also loooooooves having you on your knees, but will provide you with a special pillow to use each time. He has to take care of his baby, after all.

Rope play: We all know Billy loves control above all else, and tying you up to be used for every dirty fantasy he has ticks all the right boxes. He's got a healthy collection of handcuffs, silk ropes and fancy bondage tape he makes ample use of. Don't be surprised if he leaves you tied to the bed while he goes to work either. Just the thought of you waiting there, naked, vulnerable and ready has him rushing to take an early lunch on more than one occasion.

Orgasm denial: Oooh is this man ever a tease. Again, it comes back to control. Billy loves nothing more than to push you to the brink, only to pull away at the last second and have you begging for him to finish what he started. You can curse him until you're blue in the face for it, but you're not cumming until he says so, and as he's so fond of telling you, good girls always say please.

Spoiling/Sugar Daddy: Is there another phrase for this??? Idk but the basic idea is that Billy love, love loooovves to let you run wild with his credit card. Nothing is too good for his babygirl, whether it's designer clothes, front row theatre tickets or this year's newest and hottest sports car. Ask nicely enough and it's yours. Bonus points if you grew up like him or in any household where money was scarce. That makes spoiling you extra delicious, and don't be surprised if he just appears with spontaneous piles of presents or a spur of the moment weekend get away to some exotic destination.

Overstimulation: On the other side of the coin from orgasm denial, Billy will also having you cumming until you don't know your own name or even the year. He'll push your body to the limits, even when you've got tears in your eyes and you're shaking from the toll it's taking. Him whispering "Just one more for me, just one more" in your ear could have you going for weeks.

Knife Play: We all knew this was coming...but not the way you think. Billy isn't the type to cut your skin (I'll elaborate on this more in N) but your clothes on the other hand? Thank goodness he's got enough cash to keep your wardrobe full or you'd be in trouble. It doesn't matter how much that new lingerie set was, if he's in the mood he's cutting it off.

Marking: Again, there's going to be some more about this in N, but when it comes to hickies, bite marks and cum? You're his, and Billy wants the world to know. He's about to mark up every inch of your pretty flesh, and it wouldn't be uncommon for you to find bite marks on your ass sometimes. Also, buy some high necked shirts. You're gonna need them.

Choking: ....we all know it's true. No, I will not elaborate.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Okay, so your bedroom is kind of a given. Billy shelled out for a king size bed and expensive linens and the two of you are going to make the most of it. He also loves the time it allows him to take with you, he isn't the type to turn down a quickie but the man is an artist when it comes to sex and you're his canvas. A true masterpiece requires effort and lots of attention.

Outside of that, he's not too picky. Alleyway behind the club? Sure. Back of the limo? Why not? Mile high club? If that's what you want. His absolute favourite "outside the box" location though is his office at Anvil. You've been bent over that desk more times than you can count, and you know there's going to be many similar scenarios playing out in the future. Thank God that door locks and he's the only one on the floor.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Oh, with Billy you know it doesn't take much. He is DTF at the drop of a hat, and more often than not he's trying to initiate things.

However, if we want to get specific, he loves when you're doing domestic things like cleaning, cooking dinner or washing the dishes. This man 100% has a housewife kink, and he loves coming home to find you waiting for him dressed in the clothes he bought you, in the penthouse he paid for.

He also loves when you're very caring or maternal with him. The man doesn't have a Mommy kink per say, there's too much trauma for that and he's too much of a control freak to be submissive, but he's also been so starved for attention his whole life anything you give him is going to get him going.

Lingerie is also a big thing with him. Your walk in closet is absolutely stuffed with La Perla, Cosabella and Sarrieri, and odds are he's probably had a couple of custom pieces made just for you too.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

I touched on this a little in K, but while Billy lives to mark you up, he doesn't want to make you bleed or do anything that's going to cause permanent damage. There's just been too much pain in his life for that, and you're his favourite toy. He doesn't want to break you.

Sharing is also out. Billy is too controlling and selfish for that, and is surprisingly jealous under the confident swagger. All that is really just a facade to cover up his insecurities, and anything that touches on those is going to set him off big time.

Consensual non-consent is another thing I can see Billy not being too big on. You being turned on and into it is a big requirement for him, and even just pretending to be scared or turned off is going to kill the mood really quickly. He was also overseas and has seen the real life consequences of that shit in warzones far too often for him to think about it as anything more than an outright crime. Billy might be a manipulative, toxic, murdering bastard but there are some lines even he won't cross.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Lol sorry, I couldn't resist.

Honestly, Billy is happy to give as good as he gets. He loves to have you on your knees, his cock in your pretty mouth and those doe eyes staring up at him, but will also eat you out like a man starved. He is very good at it and wants to show off. He lives for that starstruck look in your eyes afterwards, knowing he's just ruined you for anyone else in the future.

P =Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

When you start fucking Billy, fast and rough is all you're going to get. He wants to keep emotion out of the equation for awhile, which means keeping things quick and dirty suits him fine.

It's only after the two of you have an established relationship and he knows you're going to stick around for awhile that Billy is willing to slow things down. After that point, he'll switch back and forth depending on his mood and what you like best.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

As I sort of touched on above, a new relationship with Billy is going to mean a lot of quickies. He's not planning to keep you at first, so why bother putting in the effort for a good, long fuck session when he can get the job done for both of you in half the time?

When you become a long term part of his life, the amount of time you spend having sex increases significantly. It's not that Billy would turn down a quickie at this point, but he does his best work when he's given a few hours, or all night if you can take it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Billy's down to try anything with you, at least once. Risk taking is part of his nature, and that applies to the bedroom. As long as it doesn't violate anything listed under N, it's an option.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

....the man can literally go for hours and hours, between his Marine training and his own physical regimen, he's got energy to spare. You almost always wear out before he does, and he takes a lot of pride in that.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Billy probably has lots of BDSM equipment lying around, I mentioned ropes and that kind of thing under K, but I can't really see him being the type to have dildos or vibrators on hand. If you have those things, however, and want to bring them out one night? Well, he's not going to complain. Especially if one of those vibrators is remote controlled.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

This man. Is. RELENTLESS. God, you better have some patience because he is going to try every trick he can to fluster you and turn you into a blushing, squirming mess before he walks off like he hasn't done a blessed thing wrong. If you try to turn the tables though? You're brave, and probably more than a little stupid. Billy will make you pay for that, big time.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Billy makes about an average amount of noise? He grunts and moans a fair bit, but he's not exactly what you call loud. The most sound you get is when he cums, but you wouldn't hear it if you were in the next room over.

You, on the other hand? If you're loud, Billy's going to find ways to make you louder. If you're on the quieter side, it is now his personal mission to make you louder. Good luck.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

In my personal opinion, Billy is bisexual. I mean, just look at him and Frank. However, given the rampant homophobia in the army and toxic masculinity in general, it's not really a part of himself he's open about or that he's ready to talk about yet. Maybe someday.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's not packing as much heat as he brags about Frank's got him beat sorry but you're working with a solid six inches and man does he know how to use it. Girth wise he's about average, and he's also circumcised. The slit on his head is actually really sensitive, so have fun with that.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Sky fucking high. You'd need NASA numbers to calculate exactly how much. However, he has wicked self control and if he's riled, sometimes you don't know until he's shoved you up against the wall and shoving his hard on against your thigh.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

So, Billy isn't what I'd really call a "good" sleeper. Like, if he needs to sleep the military's taught him tricks to do that in seconds, but if he's not on tour? Well, trauma nightmares and general paranoia tend to give him lots of sleepless nights.

Usually, after sex he'll sit and stroke your back or talk softly to you until you fall asleep. Then, he'll throw on a pair of sweatpants and use this time as an opportunity to either get some work for Anvil done, sneak out if he's got an assignment or get some workout time in. It's pretty normal for you to wake up to either a coffee and pastry sitting on the nightstand or Billy banging around in the kitchen, making breakfast.

It's only after you've been around for a while that Billy will stay in bed and sleep through the night. Your closeness, warmth, and the soothing sounds of your breathing knock him right out. He also gets fewer nightmares with you around, and if they do wake him, all he has to do is reach for you and he instantly feels safe enough to fall back asleep again.

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Misbehaviour

Pairing: Billy Russo x Fem!Reader

Summary: Billy takes you to one of his favourite restaurants, but you can’t seem to behave how he wants you to.

Warnings [18+]: smut vibes, dom!Billy, sub!reader, mentions of spanking in public, reader flashes him under the table, the restaurant is 100% a discrete kink club

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As the group in front of you finishes speaking with the hostess and starts to be led into the restaurant by a waiter, you begin to step forward, only to be stopped by your boyfriend.

Billy snakes an arm around your waist, slipping a hand between your legs, his fingers curling to press against the seam of your cunt. Through the fabric of your dress, the heel of his palm presses firmly against your clit and you writhe instantly.

Humiliation burns over your cheeks as you attempt to close your coat to keep the position of his hand out of sight. His words are low, murmured against your ear.

“If you misbehave in this nice restaurant, full of respectable people, you’re in for a spanking that’ll make your ass cheeks hot enough to fry eggs.” Embarrassment and arousal warms your body. His lips brush against your hairline as he grins, thoroughly pleased with himself, “Sunny side up, just the way I like ’em.”

He is painfully handsome like this, sure of himself, hair styled perfectly, his facial hair thicker than usual, just touching the edge of ruggedness. It makes your mouth water.

“Go on, baby.” He releases you, giving your ass a small tap with his hand to encourage you forwards, smiling when your legs teeter unsteadily. “Atta girl.”

Billy’s hand stays placed at the small of your back, directing you through the maze of tables as you follow the waiter. When you arrive at the small round table that is yours for the evening, you glance at Billy as he shrugs his coat off.

“Can I sit in your lap?”

“No,” he answers smoothly, handing his coat to an attendant with a polite nod before he removes your coat as well, ignoring your pout.

“Please?”

“No.”

“But Bil-”

“Another word and I’ll make you sit on the floor.”

It’s a tempting thought, sitting at Billy’s feet with your chin in his lap, but your knees would have no protection and the floor looks rather uncomfortable.

He doesn’t look at you, even when you sit down in the seat opposite him, his eyes fixed on the menu with a confidence that makes you throb.

“Good girl.”

The food is exquisite. Billy does most of the talking which is fine by you, he’s a marvel to watch as he cuts his steak into measured pieces, swiping it through the sauce as he mentions a few upcoming galas he wants you to attend with him.

Seeing Billy like this makes you antsy, itching for something you can’t ask for here, though perhaps you could place the idea in his head for later on tonight.

“I’ve dropped my napkin,” you admit softly. He raises a brow at you. “Could you reach it for me?”

He nudges his chair back slightly, shifting his attention down towards the floor.

As he ducks beneath the tablecloth, you slide the skirt of your dress upwards, spreading your legs wide to give him an unobstructed view of your naked cunt. His hand on the table curls into a fist, knuckles white with the sudden pressure.

The moment he lifts his head back up, his eyes lock onto yours, dark and dangerous. A shudder runs down your spine, goosebumps prickling over your skin. He sits up, rolling his shoulder lightly as he tucks his chair back in.

“What did I tell you about misbehaving?”

His question makes you shift in your seat, eyes bouncing over the contents of the table to avoid his gaze.

“Not to,” you concede, swinging your legs to relieve some nervous energy. He nods slowly.

“Would you like your spanking before or after dessert?”

There’s a pause as you take a moment to consider your options. Hopefully after your punishment, Billy will let you sit in his lap and feed you some dessert. That thought alone is what helps you decide on an answer.

“Before.”

He nods again.

Anticipation thrums under your skin as he gestures to an attendant, asking them to take your empty plates. Billy picks up the candle sitting between you, blowing out the flame with a harsh puff. When he catches your eye, noticing the frown on your face, he grins.

He begins to move the glass candle holder and rest of the table’s contents over to one side. There’s a nervous edge to your voice as you say,

“Billy?”

His gaze is direct.

“Do you trust me?”

Eyes bouncing between each of his, in awe of the casual dominance on display as he regards you seriously, and you nod instantly.

“Yes.”

“Stand up.” The frown on your face deepens as he nods at the table, pristine white linen spread over the surface. “Now bend over the table.”

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𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎!- choking, possessive behavior, billy!russo x fem!reader, dark!Billy Russo. Knife play, daddy kink, spanking, guns and knifes, murder, drugs and alchol, (Dom sub dynamics) stalking, overstimulation, squirting, slapping, rough topics. Toxicity (let me know if i miss anything!) not proofread

18+ 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙊𝙍𝙎 𝘿𝙊𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏

Y/n was a women of power whatever she wanted she got. She was the leader of one of the most top gangs in new york which only consists of women. Though one thing was for sure she despised men they were the annoying fly that she tried to get rid of but they kept comming. That all changed when she decided to make an alliance with the one and only Billy

You took a deep breath the smell of gun powder and smoke filled you nose. The smell was all but familiar it made your heart skip a beat and walk with more force. As you walked along many workers bowed down to you. You loved power the one thing you never had as a little girl and you couldn’t help the smirk that spread across your face. A girl with short red hair and glasses that sat on her nose perfectly, spoke as she fiddled with the pen in her suit. “Mrs, i’m sorry to bother you. But your appointment arrived early and he asked if you could hurry up” 

“Ah i see” you spoke softly and looked at the girl who was shaking. “Good job, go ahead and take a break i know its a little scary, and remember he can’t and wont do anything as long as im here” 

The girl smiled and nodded as she walked away and sat on a nerby couch.

You slowly walked up the stairs carefully listening to the small sounds of heavy feat walking around the room. As you reached the door you slowly opened the door and locked it behind you. Slowly turning to see a guy with rugged clothes and buzzed hair, he had cuts on his face and deep brown eyes that were trailing down your body and up to your face. You stared blankly at him for awhile than slowly sat down on a leather chair crossing your legs. He looked down at your thighs that the slant on your dress exposed to his feasting eyes . “You know were here for business and i don’t like to have my time wasted. Scar face” you spoke with venom as you stared him in the eyes. Billy’s eyebrows furrowed and he walked towards you with a low chuckle. “Listen, sweetheart I’m not here to waste my time either” he turned around and sat down spreading his legs and leaning back.

You scoffed and rolled your eyes before looking back at him. “Before we get down to business i want you to know i hate men and the only reason im talking to you right now is because you have stuff i need and i have stuff you need” 

“Trust me princess ive heard all about your hate towards men and how you had such a fucked up life with your poor dad-“ you threw a knife right at the wall it barley touching his face as you walked over to him placing both of your hands on the arm of his chair. “You have no right to talk about him you understand” 

Billy just smirked and pulled you closer by the chin with his hand. “Don’t worry princess im not here to hurt you or talk about your shitty life” his voice was stern but spoke with a hint of calmness. That made your heart race and feel your cheek’s turn hot. You both sat there in quiet for a moment before you pulled away and sat down pouring a glass of 1980 rose wine. You looked at him intensely before taking a sip and getting back to the discussion.

The meeting was faster than you thought and billy was more agreeable and not as indecisive as people made him out  be. 

“See you later sweetheart” he playfully winked and walked out which caused you  to roll your eye’s.

A few months went by everything was going smoothly. Billy has moved his crew in your hideout, so you seen him a lot more. You would be lying if you actually didn’t appreciate his presence. He would often talk about his past life, which you related too. But he mostly talked about his “psychologist girlfriend”. You didnt like her and practically wanted to rip her head off. Which led you to this situation right now. You forced yourself to look down at the broken window where her hopeless body laid. She tried to kill you so you fought back which led to her bleeding out on the sidewalk surrounded by random people. You felt your heart thump and blood drip down your face to your eyebrow.

 You looked over to see billy with a blank expression than down at the body than back at you. You back up and ran to find your gun. Slowly you crept to the door. “WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU! AFTER ALL I DONE YOU DO THIS. YOUR FUCKING BITCH” billy kicked the door open and when he was about to turn a corner you knocked him down. “Heh, im the bitch shes the one who fucking started it! I did you a favor! She was sleeping with other guys billy!” You shouted. “Your a fucking liar” he flipped you over and onto the floor. “Hmft, i caught her in the act and was about to call you but she attacked me, his fucking clothes are over there.” He slowly let go of you to turn and look where an unfamiliar man’s clothes were. 

You slowly got up and wiped your eyebrow and the two slashes on your face one on the left cheek and the other on the right corner of your forehead. Billy slowly got up and turned to face you. You stared at him for a second before he ran and put his hands around your throat enough to hurt but not to remove the air from your lungs. He looked into your eyes than at your lips. “Come on bill, are you going to kill me” you smiled before you raised a knife to his throat. “Now why would i do that sweetheart” he slowly leaned in your lips inches apart and the knife slowly creating an almost scratch mark. “Bill-“ he kissed you before you could finish and you slowly let go of the knife before wrapping your arms around his neck. His grip losened on your throat. Sirens were heard and you both stopped before you walked out with billy right on your track. 

When you reached the car you started the engine and sped off. The whole ride was silent. “So your just not going to talk” his voice spoke gently. You cleared your throat “theres nothing to talk about.” You pressed the gas peddle going at 90 now. “Sweetheart, i know your lying” he glared at you.

“Look, I don’t got time for this billy” you glared at him. He scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Fuck if your going to act like this than stop the car.” You slammed the breaks and looked at him. “Just get the fuck out okay.” He scoffed and open the door slamming it behind him.

One thing was for sure you would never tell him was you were the girl he used to play with the girl with the shitty pedophile of a dad. You slammed you head against you seat speeding to  the hideout.

It had been two weeks since the fight you guys had. You hadn’t heard or seen from him since than. You played with your knife examining it, tracing over the edges with your finger tip. Slowly you sat up placing the knife in a secret compartment. Walking out of the room your heels  clicking against the wooden floor in the quiet house. Making your way to the kitchen you took out glass of red wine. You looked at the corner of your eye, he was there just staring at you blankly. In his tight black demin jeans with a tight black shirt to match. What you wouldnt do to rip it right of him and leave marks all over his body. His grunt caught your attention and your turned over to look at him than look away. 

Not bothering to give him the time of day you walked right past him sitting down crossing your legs. “ah, i see your still mad at me sweetheart” his voice rang in your ears like a soft melody you haven’t listen to in awhile. Ignoring him you took a sip, finally turning to look at him he was already in front of you looking down at you. You slowly looked up. “What are you doing here this late billy. What do you want?” Your voice sounded cruel, you saw the way his jaw clench and he took a deep breath. “ i -i came to say sorry, fuck y/n im so fucking sorry ive been tryna call you but you changed your number so ive been keeping my eye on you..” his confession was quiet but it was loud an clear. Weirdly it made your heart skip a beat at his confession. Normal girls would run away gag and be scared or disgusted that they were being “stalked”. But you weren’t normal far from it. You felt your cheeks get hot and listen to billy mumble for  words. “And i just want to be with you. I want to so fucking much y/n”  hearing enough  you pulled him by the shirt standing up and kissing his lips with so much passion and fire he almost fell over. Slowly he kissed you back moving the stool to push you into the counter. 

Your hand went to the back of his neck scratching softly making him groan in response. He pulled your hair to make your mouth open so he could slide his tongue in. You could feel yourself getting wet and your belly make flips. As well as billys hard on. He could hardly take it anymore his jeans becoming to tight. At that moment his hands were touching everywhere. “Fuck i cant take it anymore i need to touch you feel you.. taste you, it’s driving me fucking insane” billy felt like a teenage boy wanting to fuck you right there. He lifted you up and put you on his shoulder dragging you to your room. You laughed at his eagerness with made him slap your ass a few times shutting you up. 

He threw you on the bed and just looked at you. You looked so beautiful  swollen lips and soft red marks on your neck. Your dress rolled above your plush soft thighs. “Your so fucking beautiful y/n” he rasped and kissed you softly while slowly taking off your dress. you moaned when you felt his knee between your legs grinding against it your core soaking his pants because you forgot to wear underwear.” Billy fuck i cant take it any more.. please do something please” you became a pleading mess not even remembering your self anymore while lust clouded your judgement. Billy laughed above you. Finally finished getting you all naked and bare for his eyes to see. You felt a little insecure hiding your self from his hungry eyes. He make a type of growl sound and lifted your wrists above your head. “ tsk tsk, none of that now i want to see all of this body all of it for me and its so fucking gorgeous so stop hiding it” it felt more of a command than a compliment and a whimper came out of you. “ shh Dont worry daddy will take care of you” he hummed while tying your wrist together with the rope of your dress. You would be mad that he ruined your dress but that was for later.

“Billy please just fuck me now i cant take it anymore” he grabbed your throat and bit your lip making it bleed into his mouth. You whined at the pain but it felt so good. “Thats not my name sweetheart, i only pleasure good girls and you haven’t been so good lately” he softly kisses around your nipples almost feathered like to the point you could barley feel it. He was making you angry with all his teasing and he was doing it on purpose and you knew it. “Bill- Daddy fuck i cant take i need you so fucking bad right just look how wet you made me, i cant take it anymore your the only one that can please me~” your voice was soft full of a seductive tone that made Billy’s ears pick up. “Since you asked so nicely ill give it to you, but you have to follow my rules”  he whispered in your ears. You nodded eagerly agreeing to whatever he said.

 He slowly kissed down to your thighs leaving bite marks sometimes along the way making you squirm. He slapped your face making you cry a little while he shook his head. You looked in his eyes catching the warning trying to stay as still as possible. He licked. Down your thighs so close to the place you needed him the most.

You where whining for him to lick there. When he finally did a low moan came from him. “So fucking sweet and all fucking mine.” He grumbled while sucking on your clit and prodding your entrance with his fingers. Moans left your lips he was skillful with his actions hitting spots your fingers couldn’t reach licking you like his life depended on it. You felt like you were in heaven. But you couldn’t keep your thighs open no matter how hard you tried. “Fuck daddy  t’s too much” you kept squirming. “ mmm i know baby but you got to be still daddy can do something for you but it might hurt okay” he was asking for your consent which you gladly agreed to. He pulled a knife from a nearby desk staring up at you. “All you got to do i keep these pretty thighs open and then you wont get cut, ok princess” he whispered in your ear and nibbled slightly. You moaned in response pleasing billy. He slid  down slowly and trace the knife around your nipples. The touch foreign but pleasurable, it felt like a scratch but it didn’t hurt. Slowly he dragged it down to your thighs careful to put light pressure.

When he reached you sweet spot he started his work again giving you beyond pleasure you could imagine. The knife only slightly touching you thigh. Your moans were more than audible and the room was filled with slurp noises. You trued you best to keep you thighs apart and felt your high approaching. “Daddy! Fuck imm gonn-na cum” you almost screamed. Billy moaned in response and continued. Your high washed over you but he never slowed his pace. Making you over sensitive. “Fu- stop it cant take no more” you almost cried. “Just one more baby ok, have to make sure your all prepped and wet” after what seemed like decades you came three times already sore from his torment. He threw the knife aside and came up to kiss you. Your juices still on his lips.  You moaned and kissed him back. He rest his head against yours and pulled your thighs around his waist thrusting all of him into you in one push. His eyes rolled back and a low groan came out making you feel butterfly’s.

“Fuck your so tight, made just for me huh,” he slapped your cheek and harshly thrusted up into you. Making you let out a loud mewl. “All for you, fuck fell ssso good” tears were running down your cheeks. And billy started thrusting into you at a fast pace that hit your sweet spot over and over. He whispered dirty words in your ears and looked down at you. He wrapped his hand around your throat still setting a brutal pace. “Fuck look at me. Mmm want to see me little whore all for me!” He felt you clenched at those words and sped up and moved his fingers to your clit. “You like that huh? Being my little whore” he slapped you and you moaned loudly. “Mmgh yess all your daddy. Your little whore.. gonna cum!!” You started shaking feeling an unfamiliar feeling.

“Its ok cum let me feel your juices” he kissed you as you came feeling a flush if juices come out. “Fuck look at that made you squirt so fucking hot” he groaned and released inside of you. You shared a passionate kiss. Flipping you guys over now you on top.  Still inside you rolled you hips against him. “Fuck you look so pretty like that baby girl” he grabbed your hims and made you move slowly. “Billy ngh, i need to tell you something.” You stared down at hime while you slowly moved up and down bitting your lips. “Ok baby tell me” he leaned up so now your guys were impossibly close while he sucked on your neck leaving marks. You moaned softly. “ im.. im the girl.. who played with you as a child..” you whispers. He immediately looked up at you staring you in the eyes as he pulled you closes thrusting up into you at such a fast pace your nipples bounced in his face. You moaned loudly as he flipped you over kissing you everywhere. Your face scrunched up in pleasure trying to form words. “Shh. I know your her, i knew for a long time but fuck been waiting for you to say it. Ima give you my kids yeah? Were gonna have a fucking happy family ok?” He moaned in your ears and you just nodded in reply.

 “Gonna fill you up now okay?” He started rubbing your clit bringing you over the edge as you saw stars as you both cummed together. He stilled for a moment looking in your eyes. He looked sad and you pulled him in for a hug. “ I’ve done some bad things y/n..” he whispered. 

“So have i billy, but that doesn’t matter ok?”

He hummed in response and gave you a soft kiss.

“I love you y/n… i always will” your heart skipped a beat at the confession and your cried a little. His brow scrunched up in worry. And you softly laughed.

“I love you to billy, and i always will”

You both cuddled and enjoyed each others embrace.

You felt safe a feeling that was hardly recognizable.

But one thing was for sure is that your love for each-other was a burning passion with a touch of fire.

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[becauseicantthinkwritings]

*zooms in*

I see your cam boy Billy idea and raise you him having a vibrator in that is controlled by people donating money to his stream so the more people donate coin the more powerful it gets of more it stays on and he can’t do anything about it.

*zooms away*

😲😳😲😲😲

And like, and he

Hhhhnnnngggg

He definitely comes and they just keep going and he's gasping and overstimulated and he can probably safeword/stop at any time and it's fucking magic woooooowww

And he's whining and gasping and begging but he's not sure if he's begging for more or less and he definitely passes out when that stream ends and you (because you're dating now) you take care of him, cleaning him up and changing his sheets and making sure he refuels, you feed him little bites of food as he snuggles into your chest because he might come for everyone to see, but you get the little moments where he's floating in subspace and needs the love and hfjddjnskksksksjs

God, those puppy eyes

Comfortable and safe and snuggly and and and

#ask #brilliance #amazing #sub!billy russo #sub billy #sub camboy!billy russo #camboy!billy russo

[reblog-reblog666]

Reblog Masterlist 1

Matt Murdock / Daredevil

Alleycat series masterlist - Fluff, Smut

Not your average male fantasy - Smut

Kneel at the alter - Smut

Lost - Smut

Bad dreams (hold me closer) - Angst, Smut

No better love - Fluffy Smut

Wicked games - Angst?, Smut

Need - Angst, Smut

Ease the pain - Hurt/Comfort, Smut

Coffee shop woes (1) - Fluff / First date jitters (2) - Fluff / Late night confessions (3) - Angst, Fluff

My darling, my baby. - Fluff, Smut

Lavender haze - Fluff

Lingering - Fluff

Tolerance - Fluff

Ask response - Smut

I just need you - Hurt/Comfort?, Almost Smut?

A slow day - Smut

Bandages - Fluff

Sub!Matt hcs - Smut

Good boys deserve to be taken care of (1) - Smut / (2) - Smut

Old fashioned - Smut

Feisty - Smut

Wordle - Fluff (OFC, Not Reader)

Matt as a bad priest hcs - Smut

Kneel. - Kinda Hurt/Comfort?, Fluff?

Michelangelo's Matthew - Fluff

Still here - Fluff

Daddy issues - Angst, Hurt/Comfort

Attention - Fluff

My own worst enemy - Angst, Hurt/Comfort

In the rearview - Angst, Hurt/Comfort

All I feel is you - Fluff

Castle in the sky - Fluff

Never an ear strain away - Fluff

Talk too much - Fluff, Hurt/Comfort

Chaotic College!Matt hcs - Fluff

Nepenth - Hurt Comfort, Fluff

Forgiveness - Smut

Pain and pleasure - Smut

Sub Matt blurb - Smut

When the needle speaks (1) - Angst, Hurt Comfort / (2)

Stroke - Smut themes?

No interruption - Smut

Ours - Smut Blurb

Relax - Smut Blurb

I’ll be in good company - Hurt Comfort, Fluff

You’re somebody else - Angst

You are the best thing that’s ever been mine - Fluff that makes you cry

Matt Murdock x Autistic! Reader x Frank Castle hcs - Fluff, Hurt Comfort

Bruises - Hurt Comfort

Matt Murdock x Virgin!Reader hcs - Smut

Guardian Angel - Teen!Reader, Pregnant!Reader, Dad!Matt, Hurt Comfort

A real first kiss - Little bit of angst, Little bit of comfort, Fluff

Corruption of innocence (1) (2) - Smut

Anchor - Hurt Comfort, Autistic Reader

And then I met you (1) - Slight Angst, Fluff, Dad!Matt, Mom!Reader

Stained glass love series masterlist

Rooftops and vigilantes - Fluff? Idk what else to say (1) (2) (3)

You learn something new everyday… I guess - Fluff, angst?, hurt comfort?

Praise kink - Smut / Good girls finish first - Smut

Ours - Fluff, Comfort

Chase - Smut (1) (2)

Frank Castle / Punisher

Bad dreams (hold me closer) - Angst, Smut

Fashion show - Fluff

Jealousy - Smut

Forgiveness - Smut

Out of mind - Fluff

Ours - Smut Blurb

Matt Murdock x Autistic! Reader x Frank Castle hcs - Fluff, Hurt Comfort

Ours - Fluff, Comfort

Billy Russo

Penny for your thoughts - Smut

Jessie Pinkman

Celebrating Jessie’s birthday hcs - Fluff

Saul Goodman

His secretary but in a porno way - Smut

Peter Parker / Spiderman

Stim the stress away - Fluff, Neurodivergent Reader

Touch - Smut

Doughnuts - Fluff

Paparazzi - Dark! Peter, Smut, little fluff?

these violet delights - a dark! mob!peter tale [tasm peter vs kilgrave] - Angst, Dark Fic, Not x Reader, Dead Dove Do Not Eat

Darth Vader / Anakin Skywalker

The throne - Smut, Darth Vader

Derek Morgan

Size kink - Smut

BAU General

Autistic BAU reader hcs - Fluff, Hurt Comfort

Rick Grimes

Our moments - Fluff

Bruce Wayne / Batman

Missing you - Smut

Words greatest detective - Smut

Other

Yandere Butler x Autistic Reader hcs - Dark, Hurt Comfort

#Masterlist

[lieutenantwilliamrusso]

Want You So Bad

Warnings: Degradation, Sub! Billy, Mean Reader, Sex, 18+ Minors DNI

A/N: A little treat for your weekend! IWCB coming soon

“You stupid fucking whore.” You growl, stalking towards Billy.

He’s on his knees, head bent, hands behind his back. He knows better than to look up at you now, not when you’re like this. He doesn’t reply to you, throat just bobbing as he swallows. When you reach him, you grab his face in one hand, grip tight on his jaw and tilt his head up. His brown eyes are glossy, gaze unfocused as he watches you.

“You knew exactly what you were doing, huh? You thought you could get away with it dumb slut?” You purr, shaking his face in your hand.

He just stares at you, eyes widening at your anger. So you do what you know will get a response. You drop his face abruptly, moving to land a swift slap across his cheek, the skin blooming a delicious shade of red.

“I asked you a fucking question.”

“No, ma’am. I didn’t know, I’m sorry.” He replies, softly.

“Liar.” You snap. “What do you think happens to desperate sluts who lie, Billy?”

“They get punished. But I’m not-“

“Oh, I’m sorry, I don’t remember asking you.” You interrupt.

You’d been on a date, all dressed up for the expensive rooftop bar he’d wanted to take you to. The view had been incredible, a perfect panoramic of the city in the late evening glow. It had been perfect, the food delicious and the drinks refreshing, until you’d gone to the bathroom, and come back to the woman at the table next to you with her hand on Billy’s arm, smiling widely at him. He’d smiled back, and that’s when you knew that he was looking for a punishment. And boy are you going to give him one.

You take off your panties, balling them up and stuffing them into his mouth.

“I don’t want to hear you anymore.” You say.

When he’s been sufficiently silenced, you stop for a moment to admire him. His face is flushed, eyes wide and wet, waiting for you next command. He’s gorgeous like this, pliant and repentant. Who knew you’d be the one to break Billy Russo? You trail your fingers down his cheek, balding with the fabric inside of them, the black lace spilling from between his lips.

“Stand up.” You command, and he obeys instantly.

He’s still fully clothed, cock bulging in his pants, making your mouth water. You remove his belt and fold it in half, slapping his thigh lightly.

“Strip. Then lie on the bed. If you disobey me tonight I’ll leave you tied to the bed until morning. Got it?”

He nods quickly, eyes glued to your face. You wouldn’t really leave him here alone, not when he’s in such a sweet headspace, but he doesn’t have to know that. When he’s done as you asked, you drop the belt and move to the closet, reaching for the drawer where you keep the toys you and Billy like to use most. At the bottom is a riding crop with a black leather tip. You smile, already imagining the noises he’ll make.

When you return to the bed, he’s on his back, legs spread and cock standing tall between his lithe thighs. You love everything about Billy’s body, from his svelte frame to his chiseled jaw. He’s beautiful, and so, so, good for you. When you make him.

You lie the crop next to him, giving him plenty of time to tap out if he’s not feeling it. He looks down at it and back to you, and the twitch in his cock tells you he’s all for it. You smirk, picking the crop up and gently slipping in across his skin, paying close attention to his inner thighs. You can see him try not to squirm, how hard it is for him not to lean into the touch.

When you slap the tip down on his inner thigh he does jolt, whole body giving a shudder. You do it a few times, until he starts to grunt in pleasure each time, and the head of his cock weeps precome. Billy tosses his head back, thighs spread wide, muscles flexed to stave off an orgasm.

“Look at you, legs spread and I haven’t even touched your cock. What a fucking desperate bitch you are.”

He moans at your insults, fingers clenched around the sheets to keep from reaching towards you or between his legs.

You lay the first spank to his cock, the skin reddening with the strike. It lands at the base, right above his balls.

“Fuck!’ He swears, spitting your panties out chest heaving.

The next hit it to his tip, harder this time and you smile as he shouts.

“What did you say? Do I need to tape your mouth shut next time?” You scold.

“No, no, I’m sorry, ma’am.” He pleads, voice hoarse.

You pick up your panties and toss them aside, reclaiming his belt from the floor. You fold it in half again, tucking it between his teeth.

“Bite down. If you let go I’ll tape it shut until you wake up tomorrow.”

He obeys, and you spank his cock again, crop now wet with precome. When he’s got tears in his eyes, and that far away look on his face, you let up, dropping the riding crop onto the bed beside him.

“You did so well, baby. Maybe you can be a good boy after all.”

Billy nods, brows drawn in concentration, working hard to stay focused.

“Yeah? And what do good boys get?”

He mumbles around the belt, and you remove it so he can speak.

“Your pussy.” He repeats.

“That’s what you want? How do you ask?” You say, adding a firm edge to your voice, reminding him he’s not out of the woods yet.

“Please fuck me. I promise I’ll be good.” He grits out, cock twitching. “Hmm… I suppose I can allow it.” You tease, leaving the belt out of his mouth.

You love the way he sound when you fuck him, how sweet his noises are when he’s about to come. But of course you’re not going to let him off easily. You slide your dress off, climbing on top of his fully naked now. His eyes are glued to your chest, so you take your breasts in your hands, squeezing and kneading them as you settle onto his thighs his cock brushing your ass. You pinch your nipples, rolling them between you fingers, waiting for him to slip up.

When his hands start to lift from the sheets you realize you’ve got him.

“And what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” You ask sweetly.

His eyes widen instantly and his hands drop back down to the bed.

“There you go.” You say in satisfaction. “You wanna touch is that it?” You taunt.

He nods, tongue darting out to wet his lips. You relent easily, basking in the feeling of his hands on your chest, fingers pinching at your nipples. He squeezes and leans forward to press his face into them sweetly.

“May I use my mouth?” He asks, eyes locking with yours.

“Go ahead, baby.”

You’re a little nicer to him now that he’s in that submissive headspace. His bratty side has been satisfied, and now you can enjoy your precious sub for all he’s worth. Billy’s mouth latches into your nipple, sucking and biting as you gasp at the sensation. His other hand keeps rolling your other nipples between his thumb and pointer finger. You grab his hair, threading your fingers through and pulling tight, feeling the vibration of his groan on your chest.

“Just like that baby, suck for me.” You praise, enjoying the wet sound as Billy pops his mouth off one nipple and moves to the other.

You know he could do this all night, satisfied to have your nipples in his mouth util he falls asleep, but you want more. While he works you over, you reach back to take his cock in hand, loving the moan he presses into your skin.

You stroke him gently, ensuring he’s just as hard as he was before. Then you coax his right hand to your pussy, letting him know he’s allowed to open you up for him. Billy shudders again, rubbing his thumb over your clit while two of his fingers plunge inside you, scissoring to stretch your entrance for him.

“Yes! Yes, good boy, just like that.” You pant, rapidly reaching your first peak.

Billy’s hip twitch as you come, one of your hands still in his har, the other leaving welts in his shoulder as your nails dig into the flesh. You clench rapidly around him and he sighs blissfully, mouth coming unlatched from your nipple to moan.

“Taste it.” You command, and he moves his fingers to suck on them, eyes fluttering closed in measure at your taste.

When you slip his cock inside of yourself, you sit down quickly, punching the air out of both your lungs. You adjust to the size, loving the stretch of Billy’s cock in your pussy. When it’s been a second, you start to give him his orders. “You can touch my tits, nowhere else. If you try to fuck me it’s over and you come when I say, got it, slut?” You ask, stroking his hair.

“Yes, ma’am.” He confirms, and you start to fuck him.

You grind slowly, feeling his cock rub against you perfectly. He moans, hands coming back up to grab at your chest. He just holds you, chest still heaving. You move a little faster, your own breaths becoming shallower.

When you start to bounce, ass slapping against his thighs, Billy gasps. He tightens his grip and you know he’s close. When he opens his mouth to tell you, you stop, clenching around him hard.

“Please!” He moans, head falling back, bumping against the headboard.

“Please, what?”

“So close.” He breaths out.

“Oh yeah? You think you get to come first, think you’re more important than me?” You grit out, pussy clenching again.

“No, no I-“

“Shut up.” You say, moving again.

Billy cries out, chest turning red with the effort of behaving. When he’s close again a few minutes later you stop, blocking your own orgasm in the process. Billy’s eyes water, and you’re so, so close to the result you’re seeking. You wait, feeling him grip your chest for dear ilife.

You do it once more, and when you stop this time you squeeze his cock hard, hands gripping his shoulders. When you let up, the first tear slips from his brown eyes, wetting his thick lashes.

“Please.” He whines, letting another tear fall. “I can’t- I” He stutters, unable to finish.

“Oh, poor lieutenant Russo.” You coo. “Can’t even fuck me without crying. You’re just a little bitch aren’t you?” You mock.

He moans, and a sob comes loose from his chest.

“Say it.” You command.

Billy looks up at you, eyes soft and teary as he obeys.

“I’m your bitch.”

“Yeah…” You sigh, fucking him hard and fast this time. “Again.”

“I’m your bitch.”

“Yes!” You moan, your peak rapidly approaching. “You can come baby, come for me!”

Billy comes with a shout just as you do, pumping his come into your tight heat just as you flutter around him, moaning his name as you ride out your high. Minutes later, when you can both breath again you slide off of him, falling beside him. He immediately moves to hold you, resting his head on your chest.

“Was I good?” He asks, eyes closed, face half pressed into your skin.

“You were so good, Billy. I’m not mad at you, you made it up to be so well.”

He nods, squeezing you tight. Soon, you’ll get him up, get some food and water into him while you debrief. For now, you’re content to hold him, grateful for the best thing that’s ever happened to you.

“Love you.” He mumbles, a soft prayer against the only thing he worships.

“Love you too, sweet boy.”

#billy russo x reader #my fics #billy russo #sub! billy russo #mean! reader

[puppysirie0-0]

"You're Really Gonna Make Me Beg?'

Pairing: Billy Russo x Reader

Summary: Billy and You are assigned on an assassination assignment together. Billy is cold to You until he learns about you at a bar after the mission. Then the night takes an interesting after leaving the bar.

Warnings: Not a whole lot lol. Smut, Hand Kink, Innocence Kink ig (Reader has never cum before), Exhibitionism Kink (they fuck on the wall of a random building outside), Riding, Blowjob, Cunnilingus, Bathtub Sex, Kinda a Lil Bit Fluffy, Dom!Billy x Sub!Reader, Pet Names Baby and Doll

Minors DNI

“Nice to meet you! The Name is y/n y/l/n!” I say to the man I had just been assigned to do a kill with. I hold out my hand for him to shake before he just eyes it and replies.

“Billy Russo.” He says with the most straight face I’ve ever seen. His lips in a paper thin straight line.

“Well, do you have all your equipment?” I ask, noticing that he obviously doesn’t want to get to know each other. 

“What kind of assassin do you think I am?” He asks, before asking me the same.

“I could ask you the same thing, as soon as I said hi, you seemed to decide that you didn’t like me. So let’s just get this done with so I can get back to my other recreational activities.” I say before picking up my gear and walking away to get into the car.

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We drive to the stake-out location and it’s tense. He is obviously upset about something, but who knows what crawled up his ass and died. You set up on the roof and start assembling your sniper. You preferred snipers, they gave better accuracy and you just needed one shot to take someone down. 

You can feel his eyes boring into you as you finish adjusting your position so you can see out the scope of your rifle. He finally starts setting up his own assault rifle. And you resist the urge to watch the man work. He’s methodical and fluid with his movement and god did you think that was hot. Your mind started to drift off to what else those fingers could do before you stopped yourself, “no, this is strictly professional y/n.”

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It took a whole 37 hours before your first target arrived. You didn’t ask your boss much about the two assassinations you were meant to carry out. You just memorized their faces and skimmed over the information in the files. You learned that knowing too much about a target makes it harder to pull your trigger. But then the second arrives as well. This was a pleasant surprise, a simple double kill. You tap Billy’s shoulder before you whisper, “It’s both of them, we could probably take the kill with one shot if we got the angle right.”

He listens as you explain where you need to adjust yourself so you can get the perfect shot. “Okay, am I taking the shot or are you?” he replies.

“You will, your rifle has a better scope and this needs to be precise if we’re taking out the two of them with one shot.” You say back. 

You watch as the targets converse, obviously arguing about something. Amidst their argument they finally align just how you had wanted. “Now Billy, take the shot now,” You say.

You watch as Billy silently takes the shot and the bodies fall to the ground. You quickly pack up your equipment as Billy just sits there. You start carrying your equipment down the stairs to clean the area and move their bodies.

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The bodies are buried a couple miles away in a deep grave to make sure they aren’t found any time soon. Once you clean yourself up, you turn to Billy before asking, “I saw a bar a couple miles back near the stake-out area, you want to grab a drink?”

He stares at you for a minute, it feels cold and you swear you shiver, “Why not, I have nothing to go running back to.”

Once you arrive at the bar, you walk in and address the bartender, “Two Whiskeys, Neat, Please,” you say.

You sit down in a booth near the far corner and Billy slides into the seat beside you. You get drinks and start sipping it silently before Billy asks, “Did you see the looks on their faces once they heard the shot?”

You’re surprised that he even talked to you, but you reply nonetheless, “I mean kind of. One of them seemed horrified, 90% sure he legitimately shat himself. But the second, he almost seemed like he wanted it. Like we were about to grant a secret wish that he’d had, y’know?”

He looks at you, as if he didn’t think you’d pay that close attention before, saying,”I didn’t notice anything with the second one. But I do agree with what you said about the first one, he did seem to have shat himself,”he says before chuckling to himself.

You sit in a couple more seconds of awkward silence, while you keep staring at him. “His face, his soft-looking lips, the light stubble of his cheek that you can almost imagine between your thighs- STOP.  Y/n this is not professional, but lord forgive me- ugh,” You think before shaking your head in frustration.

You can feel him watching you, you know he noticed you little stolen glances. But he stays silent before asking, “Is there a specific kill that you remember specifically more than others?”

Again, you’re shocked he’s talking to you but again you answer him, “Yes, actually. There was once this big drug tycoon I was assigned to take out. But then once I had disposed of him, I was told to kill the family as well. And the one I remember is his 4 year-old daughter, Clara. I broke into the home, shot the mom and watched as her child sobbed over her. Then I shot the toddler point blank. Her face haunts me, every time I try to sleep at night. Anytime I try to relax her face pops back up in my head.”

“What did you do after?” He asks you, before taking another sip of his drink.

You feel the tears well up in your eyes with the memory of the child, so you down the rest of your drink before answering him. “I cleaned the house and staged it as a break-in robbery gone wrong. Then I wept over them for maybe 20 minutes. Then I reported back to Rawlins and then headed home. Once I was home, I showered and curled up in a ball on my bed and wept some more. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t eat or drink. I couldn’t do anything, I was practically dysfunctional for the week after that.”

You signal to the bartender for a refill on your whiskey before Billy asks another question, “Why do you think he asked you to do it, Rawlins that is?”

You sigh before you go collect your drinks. You then walk back over to the booth where Billy is before answering him yet again. “He told me that it was so that quote-on-quote no one would miss him, now that he was gone. And that’s how I tried to justify it, but over the years I now think it was just some fucked-up way to make me prove my loyalty to him. I was young and longing for validation, and I was able to get it from Rawlins, but I don’t enjoy it now. It makes me feel dirty, like every kill is leaving another mark or scar on my soul. And I know that one day I’m going to wear too thin and I’ll shatter like glass hitting the ground.”

“What did you do to try and relieve yourself,” he asks before lightly smirking, realizing how dirty that almost sounded.

I side eye him before continuing, “I actually used to make paper flowers as a sort of ode to the ones I had killed. But after Clara, I wasn’t able to anymore. Any time I try to now, my hands start shaking and I start sobbing.”

“Okay, a few more questions and then you can ask me some,” he says smiling lightly. The smile is pretty and you can’t help admiring him but he pulls you out of your mind as he asks, “How old were you when that happened?”

“I was 20, I had started in the army at 17 and left at 20. Rawlins recruited me not too shortly after and one of my first assignments was to kill Clara and her family.”

“Okay, now I have one more,” he says softly.

“Let em rip, I guess,” I state.

“Okay, final question, What do you think would have happened if you hadn’t followed orders? What do you think would have happened to Clara if you hadn’t killed her and her mother?”

“You take another sip of your whiskey before looking back at him, “That’s technically two questions but okay. I probably would have been killed and she would have grown up to have no father. She seemed like a kind girl with good parents despite what her father did. And she seemed to have a love for bunnies. I feel like she probably ended up being a vet or having her own farm one day to feed her love for animals. Married a man that treated her like a princess. Probably would have grown old watching her grandchildren play in her yard as she grew old with a man that she had loved for the last 65 years.”

“So you would have ended up dead if you had denied Rawlins’ orders. If you could go back, would you and not kill her. Would you trade your life for hers?” Billy asks before sipping his drink.

“I thought the last one was the final question,” I say with a chuckle. ”Well, absolutely. 1000% I would trade my life for hers. She had a great life ahead of her, she would bring more good to the world than her father brought bad. I have been far from treated like a princess my whole life and my poor home life made my experience non-ideal. I have never had or brought anything but pain into the world. She had a wonderful life ahead of her while I still have a tormenting one.”

He seems to listen intently as I answer all of his questions. After a few seconds he says, “I’m gonna grab the next round of drinks and then it’s your turn.”

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I asked him the same questions he asked me. And I listened as he told me about how he was abandoned as a child making him carry a degree of resentment towards his mother. As he talked about his best friend and army buddy Frank Castle. Noticing the light in his eye as he described Frank as his brother and only family.

While he was talking to you, you continued admiring him. He was deserving of Frank’s nickname for him, Pretty Boy. You kept swapping from looking him in the eye and looking back down to his lips. Hypnotized by the simple action of him licking his lips as he continued speaking. He made you feel safe as you talked. He made you want to be held by him, like he would comfort you sweetly as you pour your heart and soul out for him. Like he would wipe away your tears and make you feel loved for the first time.

 You continued speaking for about 2 more rounds of drinks before he asked something else, “Hey, can I ask you an unusual request?”

“Sure?” you reply, wondering what it might be.

“Okay follow me,” He quickly places some bills on the bar before holding out his to you for you to take.

“Where might we be going exactly,” you ask as you take his hand, but he doesn’t answer.

He doesn't say a word as he leads you out into the darkened street. It's quieter out here and there is no one to be seen except for the two of you. He stops suddenly and turns to look at you. He then steps closer.

You stared into his eyes longingly, trying not to keep glancing down at his lips but you can't help it.

He stares into your eyes for a moment longer, then leans in and pulls you close, his breath warm against your lips.

Your lips meet and you put more passion into the kiss. He slips his tongue into your mouth as you lean in close to him.

You begin to wrap your arms around him. You melt into his embrace, pushing up closer against him as you continue to return his passion. Your hands begin to run through his hair and hold him tighter against you.

His hands drift lower as they reach the top of your shirt, beginning to trace their way beneath.

You feel his hands go under your shirt as you grip him from the roots of his hair and pull him closer by his belt loop.

As you grip him by his pants, you feel his hands running all the way to the edge of your bra. He grips one of your breasts with one hand while the other roams freely over your frame. You feel his hand trail back down to your waist, tracing the edge of your panties with his index finger.

Your hands are shaking slightly as you unfastened his belt. You can feel him shiver lightly as the tension builds between you both.

"Are you gonna fuck me baby? please baby" you whine against his lips as you unzip his pants

“I just might,” he says smiling down at you.

“You’re really gonna make me beg?” You ask

“I kind of want you to, yeah,” He says, slightly laughing.

“Fuck Me Pretty Please Sir, I’ll be a good girl,” You beg, sticking out your lip in a fake, overdramatic pout.

He pulls you closer and with a grin on his lips and leans close to your ear before saying, with a tease in his voice, "Is that an order?"

"Do you want it to be?" you whisper back teasingly.

“No, sir doesn’t take orders. Though I am contemplating carrying it out anyway,” he says grinning.

"Well Sergeant, you may not want to take orders, but can I make a request maybe?" You ask

"I'm listening, soldier," His voice is soft and teasing. It's as if he likes when you call him "Sergeant."

"What if you fucked me right now, right here until I couldn't walk. And then you took me back to your hotel room and fucked me some more. Then you held me in your arms after we were done and we fell asleep together. What if you did that for me...Sergeant?" You say with a sly smile

“I don’t know, if I took requests and orders from subordinates, what kind of sergeant would I be? Although I can’t say I’m not tempted.” He says grinning

“You would be a good one, at least in my opinion. Especially when your subordinates ask you for such a sensitive request.” You say fake pouting at his response.

"I think it's a very specific request," he continues teasing back, his grin growing wider. "I think maybe someone is just trying to get around the rules.”

"How about you follow through with it, Sir. You'd be a good Sergeant if you did…Sir" You slowly unzip his pants as you talk.

His smile is growing wider as you unzip his pants. He watches as you slowly tease him. "And if I do, how would you show your appreciation?"

“Maybe an oral...presentation," you say lowering down to my knees

He watches as you lower yourself onto your knees in front of him. His smile widens even more as he stares down at you. "And what else would you be willing to give?"

"Maybe a taste of dessert and then a multi round event" you say before kissing down his stomach.

"And just how many rounds to this event are we talking about?" he murmurs with a chuckle in his voice. As you keep kissing down his stomach, his hands begin to run through your hair and grip it tighter at the roots.

"As many as you want, Sergeant" you say grinning. You slowly pull down his briefs and grip his cock before stroking it.

You slip it into your mouth as you bob up and down. He groans lowly before gripping your hair tighter, controlling your movements. You slowly take more and more of him into your mouth before you’re deepthroating him. 

His cock was big, like bigger than you’d ever seen. You had only had sex once before, and relied mostly on your toys and porn, but wow he was generously endowed.

He grips your hair guiding your inexperienced mouth to bring him the pleasure you so desired to give him. You choke slightly as he comes down your throat, cursing under his breath before bringing you back up to kiss him.

He can taste himself on your tongue as he kisses you roughly. You moan into the kiss as you feel him slowly pull down your jeans and panties. He traces your cunt with his finger as he says, “Aww, so wet f’me baby. And to pair it with such a tight little cunt is sinful.”

“All for you Billy, all for you,” you say breathless as he starts pumping his ring and index finger into you. 

Your skin prickles with the thought of being out on the street like this. Anybody could see you propped up against this building. Your cunt clenches at the thought as Billy pumps faster in and out, adding his thumb rubbing your clit to the equation. You feel a pit in your stomach, it is unfamiliar to you as you shift at the new feeling. “Billy, my tummy feels funny,” you babble at him.

“What do you mean bunny?” He asks, obviously a little confused at your statement.

“I feel like there’s a pit in there, almost like a knot to be untied,” you say, still not knowing what it was.

“Oh baby,” he coos, “that means you’re gonna cum.” He says softly, smiling down at you.

You look at him dazed, both from what he said and what you now know was your impending orgasm. He brings his mouth to your neck, kissing softly of your collarbone and sucking marks down on the previously “empty” skin. You whimper in his ear as you feel your orgasm start to come crashing down on you.

“Come for me baby, It’s okay, let go baby,” Billy coos into your neck as you continue to whine and whimper.

You finally let go and all you feel is bliss. You’d never felt anything like this before. You feel light as a feather and like your skin prickles. You feel Billy still slowly pumping his fingers in and out of you as he eases you down from your orgasm. You look at him with half-lidded eyes as you feel his hand wrap around your neck to pull you into a kiss.

You whimper a little as he ceases his fingers movements, still sensitive from your orgasm. You feel him rub his tip up and down your slit before sliding into your tight cunt. The stretch blissfully burns once Billy is fully inside you. He experimentally rocks his hips back and forth, eliciting a moan from your mouth. “God this cunt’s like a vice, gripping so good baby,” Billy moans in your ear.

He slowly starts bucking up into you. You can feel the brick of the building behind you scraping the skin of your back but you don’t care. You’ve never had sex like this before, this was borderline, no this WAS euphoric. 

He starts circling your clit as he continues pumping in and out of you. You feel a now familiar knot in your stomach slowly tying itself again. His thrusts become erratic and you feel his cock twitch inside you as his movements on your clit become more hurried. 

You practically scream before Billy slaps a hand over your mouth as you come. “Gotta be quiet baby, you can’t be allerting someone of our current predicament now can we,” he teases at you. But you can’t even focus, there are stars swimming in your vision and your brain feels fuzzy. ‘

“Can I come inside you baby? Please baby I really need to come,” Billy pleads.

“Go ahead Billy, oh please Billy come inside of me,” you moan. You didn’t even care that you had met the man less than 48 hours ago. He was fucking you too good to even care in the first place.

He thrusts into you a few more times before he spills his spend into you. You feel him continue fucking his cum into you before he slows to a stop inside you. “God, that was, that was wow.” Billy says breathlessly.

“Agreed,” you reply, your brain not being able to formulate more than that.

He slowly pulls out of you and sets you on the ground on uneasy legs. You catch yourself on the wall behind you as Billy adjusts himself back into his pants. He pulls you into his arms after fixing your bottoms. He lifts you bridal style and carries you down the street to where your car was. 

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When you arrive at the hotel, you try to stumble out of the car on your own but you almost fall flat on your ass. Billy thankfully catches you before you hit the pavement and helps you up to your shared room on wobbly legs. Once you’re in the room Billy presses you against the door and kisses you again. 

You pull him closer by the back of his neck, playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck. He lifts you up again and you wrap your legs around his waist before he carries you to the bed. He unceremoniously throws you on the bed before he pulls away from you. 

“Have you never come before this?” He asks as he kisses down your body, reaching under your shirt to lift it over your head. 

“No sir,” you reply sheepishly. You lift your head and he pulls your shirt over it. 

“Aww, baby’s never come. So no one’s ever gone down on you before?” He asks, cooing at you slightly.

“Nuh uh,” you say, shaking your head.

“He slowly kisses down your stomach before unbuttoning your pants again. He taps you on the thigh, signaling you to lift your hips. You slightly raise them before he peels both your bottoms down in a swift movement. He throws them aside in some corner of the room to be found later.

He continues kissing down your stomach, inching closer to your cunt. You can feel it pulsing with arousal. He lowers head to your cunt before looking up at you through hooded eyes before licking a long stripe up your cunt.

Your hands fly to his hair as he continues his actions. Slowly adding his index and middle finger into the mix again. He expertly sucks on your clit as he eats you out. His nose nudges your clit when his mouth joins his fingers. 

You feel another knot building in you as you grips his hair at the roots. Your moans and whimpers bounce off the room, echoing in your ears. The knot bursts once he curls his finger slightly inside you. You swear your soul left your body, you could look back down on yourself.

When you come back to, you hear a bath running and a warm washcloth gently cleaning your legs. You open your eyes and look up to see Billy cleaning you up. You shift a little and Billy looks back up at you and says, “Look who's awake again.”

He chuckles a little as he picks you up and carries you to the bathroom. He sets you in the tub before stripping and settling in behind you. You turn around and straddle him before pulling him into another lengthy kiss. God, you haven’t been this horny for years. You’re so sensitive but my god were you ready for another round.

You grab his cock and slowly guide it back into you. You feel so full but it feels so good too. You rock your hips back and forth as Billy groans against your lips. You pull away from him for a breath and he returns his face to the crook of your neck. You moan breathlessly as he sucks new marks on top of the old ones. 

“Oh you’re such a good girl, baby,” He groans, “I would fuck you all day if I could.”

“Why can’t you,” you ask, ”I mean, I don’t see why we couldn’t continue whatever this is. I would open if you are.”

“I would love that baby,” he says breathlessly against your collarbone.

He grips your hips, guiding you up and down on his cock. You grind down on his hips as he sheathes you on his cock. You feel like you might split in two as he fucks up into you. You ride him slowly as the warm water swishes around you.

You feel delighted as he stares up at you, like you’re a piece of art. Your head rolls back in tandem with your eyes, he was utter bliss. The intimacy of riding him slowly in the bath was so delicate. You felt so fragile in that moment, as if his gaze could shatter if it lingered too long.

He quickened the rolls of your hips, his hands gripping harder at your hips. He grounds you down further so your clit is stimulated as well. “I’m gonna come Billy, please I’ve been a good girl,” you whine as you feel yourself on the precipice of tipping over. 

“Hold on baby, I wanna come at the same time baby,” he groans in your ear as he bucks up into you faster and faster. “Now baby, you can let go now,” he whispers to you as you feel him twitch inside of you.

You feel like you’re floating as you feel yourself collapse onto Billy. He strokes your back lovingly as he stays inside of you, comforting you after your high. God, you felt like you were in heaven.

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You didn’t remember much more after your 6th orgasm, but you wake up feeling Billy’s arm cradling you. “Mornin’ doll,” he says to you when he notices you’re awake.

He gets up and starts getting dressed before signaling for you to do the same. You wobble on your legs before you collapse onto the floor. You wince a little when you hit the floor and Billy comes around the bed to pick you off the floor, “Sorry about that, forgot the effects of last night.”

You chuckle at his comment as you steady yourself using his shoulders, his hands on your waist keeping you up-right. He sets you back in bed before asking if you wanted room service.

He orders pancakes, bacon, and orange juice. When it arrives he crawls into bed with you and helps feed you your breakfast. Once the two of you are finished eating, he helps you redress. Billy helps you back downstairs to your car while you stumble out of the hotel you had stayed in. Now all you had to do was hide this from Rawlins when you checked in with him for the assignment.  

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“How are we going to distract Rawlins from the fact that my legs don’t work?” You ask Billy as he drives towards your checkpoint, hand on your thigh, lightly squeezing it.

“I suppose you stay close to the car and use it for support? It would be obvious if I was holding you up and you would fall on your ass again if you tried to support yourself,” He tells you simply.

Once you reach the checkpoint, your legs weren’t non-functional, but they were still far from functional. You mostly stayed at the hood of the car as Billy got out and led Rawlins close to the car so the pair of you could complete the check-in. You can feel Rawlins’ eyes on you as you lean on the car for support, however, if he caught on he didn’t say anything.

Once you finish the check in and Rawlins is back in his car driving away, Billy asks, “So, where might your pretty little head live? Or do you want to go back to my penthouse?” 

You chuckle a little before you answer, “I wouldn’t mind seeing your place, although I do think Rawlins figured out what we did. It felt like he shot daggers at me.” 

Billy laughs before, responding with a simple, “probably,” before starting the car. 

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A/N

Hope you guys liked the story! I do have to admit, I have never actually cum before either lol. Would love for someone to change that fact but tragically nobody has. Anyways, Have a great night, my request and messages are always open. Love Y'all, Mwah!

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