#sub bill kaulitz

[estxkios]

SICK DAY ੈ✩‧₊˚

tom kaulitz x fem!reader

you help tom wash his dreads because they are dirty and poor boy is too sick to do it himself 😭.

warnings : fluff, swearing, friends bullying eachother (as a joke!!)

you had been in lockdown at the twins house for about 2 days now.

2 days ago before their mother left to get groceries she warned that it would rain, and that you and the boys could not go outside in the rain because you could catch a cold.

but when she left the house, all hell broke loose.

bill peered his head out of the downstairs window, watching as his moms car pulled out of the driveway onto the rocky street, the sound of the car agaisnt the gravel getting fainter as it left their neighborhood

"y/n, tom!! grab the rainboots now!! mom left!!" bill shouted upstairs to you and tom, who were in his room watching tv.

"hell yeah!!" tom shouted as he headed for the hall closet, throwing out 3 pairs of rainboots, one pair alot bigger than the others.

"here, y/n, you can wear our moms!" tom handed you the large boots,

"are you sure?" you said, studying the rain boots.

"yes im sure. now get them on so we can go outside!!" tom shouted, looking over to bill who was standing by the door with his rainboots already on.

"HURRY UP YOU TWO!!" shouted bill as he motioned for you to hurry up.

you quickly put on the boots and stumbled over your feet because of the too-large shoe size.

bill caught you by your shoulders before you fell, he looked up at you and smiled before patting you on the back and urging you and tom out of the door.

the three of you danced and laughed, jumping in the small puddle in the road, all while the rain absolutely soaked your clothes.

"guys come and watch me sing!" you heard bill shout.

you looked over to tom who was already walking towards bill

"okay you two sit there" bill pointed to a spot in the wet, muddy grass.

"bill, really? you get to dance on the pavement and we get put in the muddy grass?!" tom argued.

"yeah? what about it?!" bill shot back rolling his eyes in annoyance.

you were about to break them up when you saw a very familiar car pull into the twins driveway.

"GUYS!!" you shouted pointing at their moms car

they stopped and looked at the car, then their gazes shifted to you and you nodded.

"RUN!!" tom yelled.

you guys all ran to the front porch, all stumbling as you took your shoes off before pushing eachother through the front door.

the twins mom ran inside with the groceries behind you three, and apparently bill was lacking behind because she grabbed his shirt before he could run away with you and tom.

you looked at him with pity before his mom sat him on the couch

"shit." you whispered under your breath. you and tom stopped to look at mrs. kaulitz.

"dont think you two are getting out of this!! tom, y/n, sit!!"

you and tom shamefully walked over to the couch where mrs. kaulitz gave you three a lecture about going out in the rain.

when the lecture that felt like hours finally ended, she checked all of your temperatures.

bill had a fever of 99.9,

you had a fever of 100.2

and tom had a fever of 102.3

"what am i gonna do with you three..?" mrs. kaukitz mumbled under her breath

you looked at tom who was mouthing her words with a crinkled nose. bill slapped him on the knee and told him to stop which made you let out a small giggle.

"okay, y/n. im gonna call your mom and let her know that you'll be staying here until you get better, okay?"

"okay, thankyou." you said with a smile.

you and bill were sat cuddled up on the couch watching tv while tom was in his room sleeping.

"hey.. bill?" you whispered.

no response.

he was definitely sleeping.

and soon you were too.

-

and now you are here, peering into toms room with a small bottle of medicine, you and bill were feeling much better than the day you had gotten sick, but tom on the other hand? not so much.

"hey, tom..? are you awake?" you whispered into his room.

tom pulled the covers off of himself "yeah." he muttered groggily.

"oh, well, your mom wanted my to give you this." you said softly, walking over to his bed.

he turned over to face you and sat up, you sat next to him cross legged and handed him the medicine, which he quickly swallowed down with some water.

he layed back but this time not putting the blanket over himself, instead he curled up next to you and sighed

you felt bad. tom never acted this, so you couldnt imagine how sick he was feeling. you brought you hand to his forhead and brushed the stray hairs off of it. "tom, your dreads are a little, uh."

"dirty? yeah i know. my mom keeps telling me to wash them but i dont wanna get out of bed." he nudged his head closer to you and you laughed.

"tom lets wash your dreads!! i can smell them from heree." you said dramatically plugging your nose and scooting off the bed.

tom replied with a long groan and with that you grabbed his hand and yanked him out his bed.

"jesus- what the f-" he paused and gave you a dead stare which you couldnt see because you were already walking cheerfully to the bathroom.

-

you set up a chair against the sink so that tom would have somewhere to sit while you did the dirty work.

"tom get off the floor now your chair ready."

"help me up-" he whined, but was cut off when you once again yanked him out of his spot.

"if my arm doesnt fall off by the next time you do that ill be suprised." he said as he sat wiped off the chair before sitting in it.

"me too. now lean your head back so we can wash your hair. the smell is unbearable." you made a gagging sound and tom rolled his eyes before closing them and leaning his head into the sink.

"dont get soap in my eyes this time. please?" tom opened his eyes for a moment to look at what you were doing.

"no promises."

-

you opened the bottle of shampoo with a 'pop' and put some in your hands running it through toms dreads, and he sighed at you massaged his scalp.

you turned on the tap and moved toms head farther into the sink so his hair would reach the water.

"tell me if its to ho-"

"OW BITCH IT FUCKING BURNS!!" tom shouted, lifting his head up from the sink and spraying hot water everywhere.

"oops." you laughed.

tom gave you a playful look and you returned one with your tongue stuck out.

"okay lean ur head back again i wont burn you this time!! promise!!"

"fine, fine!"

you finished washing out the shampoo and moved onto conditioner, again putting it in your hands and then in toms hair, avoiding the scalp.

the gentle rhythm of your hands moved through his locks, untangling any knots and soothing his whole body.

tom leaned into your touch, but he flinched when the water turned on in fear of being burned again.

"tom, relax!! this is supposed to be relaxing not traumatizing."

"maybe i am traumatized from you burning me." he laughed and adjusted his position in the seat.

-

after washing the last of the conditioner out of his hair you grabbed him a towel so he could wrap his hair, you truly didnt understand why he did it, but it was always funny when he did wrap his hair, so you never stopped him.

you threw the towel onto his head and grabbed his hand, navigating him back to his room.

he took the towel off of his head and glared at you which made you laugh.

he sat on the floor in-front of his mirror and skillfully tied the towel around his dreads.

"tom," you laughed. "you look funny with that towel."

"you always look funny." he sighed as he got up, smiling to himself at his 'genius' insult.

"no tom, seriously why do you use that towel?? you look like an egg!"

" one, it makes my hair look better, two, you are an egg." he sat next to you and layed his towel wrapped head on your shoulder.

minutes passed, and you couldve sworn tom was about to fall asleep when you heard someone tip-toeing down the hallway, and seconds later, toms door creaked open, making tom lift his head up and open his eyes.

bill peaked through the crack in the door before shouting "AHH!! EGG TOM!!" and running dramatically down the hallway, which made you and tom look at each other and burst out into laughter.

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this was a longer one 😭😭.

and im working on a longer fic than this rn, and i have writers block. 🧍🏻‍♀️ so if i go M.I.A for a bit thats why 🤫

anways, bye angelss!!

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[20doozers]

★Wet dream★

TW: handjob, whining, whimpering, getting caught masturbating, slight somnophilia, sleepover with bill, dry orgasm, “milking” bill, bath as aftercare, overstimulation, fwb/just friends trope, use of y/n, use of sweetheart, baby, etc.

You were at bill’s place for a sleepover, his parents were out of town and his twin brother Tom was staying at a friends place, meaning you and bill had the house all to yourselves. Candy, movies, snacks, cuddles, etc. the night being filled with giggles and fun, the friendship bond between you two being the only focus of the night besides fun.

Eventually you two winded down, laying in bed and turning on a movie that bill was watching while you laid next to him, slowly falling asleep because you were tired. After you had fallen asleep bill was just admiring you, staring at your sleeping face as you slept peacefully. You were so beautiful. Those lips, those eyes, that skin… gosh, he just wanted to kiss you. But he couldn’t, you two were just friends, nothing more than that, or at least that’s what bill was telling himself.

When he was pulled out of his thoughts he looked down, seeing the tent in his pajama pants along with a small wet splotch of precum due to his lack of boxers beneath his pajamas. Fuck. He sat there silently, debating on whether he should go to the bathroom and quickly get rid of the problem.. but oh, you were so peaceful, and getting up would surely wake you.. He sighed, palming himself lightly through his pajama pants, biting his lips to muffle his moans and whimpers as he tried to quietly rub one out.

Yet that stimulation wasn’t enough, not to mention he was basically ruining his pajama pants. His cheeks were flushed pink and his eyebrows were furrowed in concentration as he slowly pulled down his pajama pants just enough to pull out his cock, wrapping his pale fingers around his shaft, slowly pumping himself as he whined and moaned, his noises being muffled slightly as he bit his lip.

He was so close, his moans becoming more guttural as his head rolled back slightly, his moans becoming harder and harder to hold back as he jerked off, his hand and shaft slick with precum as he continued. Yet he was shocked when he felt your hand on his wrist, his movements halting immediately as his head shot in your direction.

You laid there almost half asleep as you pulled his hand away from his cock, wrapping your own hand around his member as you very slowly pumped him.

“Y/n… w- what are you doing..?” Bill whimpered, still trying to hold back his moans.

“You seemed like you could use some help, so I’m helping.” You hummed, acting like this behavior was normal as you jerked him off.

“H-hah.. y/nn.. please.. ‘s too much…” Bill whined, laid on his back as you pumped his cock in your hand, milking him with every amount of strength you had. He had came at least 3? 4? 5? You weren’t keeping count, and neither was he, hell he was unable to with how clouded his mind was. There were drips of drool of his chin, tears clouding his eyes, and his cock was covered in cum, so was your hand as you slowly drove him insane with the overstimulation.

“Shh.. you’re okay baby.. one more, just give me one more sweetheart..” you soothed, your hand nothing speeding up as you pumped his member faster and faster, brushing over the tip of his cock with your thumb.

Bill’s 6th and final orgasm came and went, washing over the poor boy as he let out small cries and moans of ‘ow’ and your name. You slowly worked him through his orgasm, softly shushing him as the afterglow of post nut clarity washed over him. His last orgasm had been completely dry, no cum following his orgasm from how many times he had came, his body now trembling as you got up to go get a washcloth and to clean him up.

“Are you okay sweetheart? Did I go to far?” You questioned soflty, his pale body mostly limp in your arms as he trembled, letting you gently lay him in the bathtub which was filled with warm water. He didn’t respond, just giving a small whimper as he shook his head, still overstimulated from the intensity of it all.

You gently kissed his forehead, combing your fingers through his sweat dampened hair as he lay there trembling in the warm bath water. You sat by his side the entire time, even helping him wash his hair and body due to his weakness before helping him out of the bath, draping a warm fluffy towel over him. You helped him dry off and change into some pajamas before helping him into bed as well.

You gently pulled his still trembling body against yours, shushing him quietly as you rubbed his back, his small whines and whimpers being muffled as he hid his face in the crook of your neck.

“You comfy baby?”

“Y-yeah… just a bit cold..” bill murmured, his body shivering as you kissed his head. You reached off to the side to turn on the heating blanket draped over his bed, turning it on so he could be warmer.

“That better?” You questioned softly, bill murmured a quiet ‘mhm’ before yawning, cuddling further into you as you two laid there.

Maybe you two were more than “just friends”.

AHH! I’m pretty happy with this one, it’s a gn!reader fic and my second smut ive written. Yes I reused the top images i couldn’t find more😔 love you guys💕💕

Tags: @itsmealaiah @madzandmore @cherry-rawr @jkloserdazai @goreishgorinthgoreofshits

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[guerrillateezsworld]

I crave 2023 Bill smut, possibly headcanons because ykyk

OMG REALLLLLL IM DOING THIS RN I LITERALLY LOVE YOU !!!!!

2023 BILL KAULITZ NSFW HEADCANNONS

warnings: nsfw duhhh, daddy kink, cursing, dom and sub bill (a mix of both because why not), praising and degrading (by both of you), nicknames like slut and whore (used by both of you), mentions of spanking, and anything else that i missed

a/n: this is such a good idea thank you so much. i’ve honestly thought abt this a lot. so enjoy!!

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dom!2023 bill

honestly now that he’s so much more grown up, he’s a more mature dom. he absolutely knows what he’s doing now and uses it to his advantage

he always makes sure he knows your boundaries and what you like and don’t like

when he was younger, it was more of goofy yet jealous dom. now it’s mature, hot, jealous, smart, slutty dom

he’s so so so much more confident in himself now that he’s older. he understands himself much more than he used to. he’s grown to understand no one’s perfect and he’s not perfect and that he doesn’t need to please people but himself🫶🏻

he knows how to get his way, so when he’s a dom, you best listen to him or he’ll make you

HES A FUCKING BRAT TAMER. he don’t fuck around when you’re a brat. he will fuck the attitude out of you until you’re at his mercy and crying

brat taming and orgasm denial are his faves. he knows when to stop and he knows not to go too far.

SPANKING OMG. HE LOVES IT SO MUCH. even if it’s just platonic he’ll still smack your butt. but during intimate times, smacking your ass and clit (i hate that word) are his faves.

he loves calling you whore, slut, baby, baby girl/boy, darling. pretty much anything depending on the mood

normally, he’s pretty normal. not too rough or too slow. pretty much in the middle.

after concerts or after practice, is usually when he’s rough as fuck. he’s got all that extra/after e very built up. or whenever he feels like he messed up a lot during practice or concerts

and if you’ve been a brat, teasing him, flirting with the other boys. then you’re in for a ride🫶🏻

he’s super super protective of you. i don’t really think he’s open to the idea of sharing you right now. especially during the first year or so of dating. he’s still insecure at times so he just doesn’t want you to leave him for someone else or even another band member

i feel like he’s pretty kinky. no leash but i feel like a collar with his initials on it would be pretty cool to him. even in a non sexual way, he feels happy that you have something with him on it.

he lovessss toys. vibrators are his fave tho trust me on that. even if you use them on him he loves it. he loves edging you with a vibrator

also, he likes tying you up and also being tied up. not too weird or crazy, just maybe hands bound and/or feet bound. depending on what you both like, he’ll make it work

praises such as “you’re doing so well for me”, “you take me so well baby”, “you can do more cant you? for daddy?”

degrading such as: “you know i don’t appreciate sluts like you”, “stop being a fucking brat. or i’ll have to spank you”, “you can do better than that. since you were all touchy and feely with the boys and you know i don’t like that, why don’t you go show them how much of a whore you are” 😫

sub!2023 bill

sub bill is a fucking brattttt. like i said before, he likes being tied up. when you tie his hands behind his back so he can’t touch you or himself when you’re pleasuring him or yourself

he fucking loves being called your slut or whore. like when you’re hitting it from the back (whether with your cock (ew) or a strap on) he just needs to be degraded i know it

i feel like he rather be degraded then praised since he’s such a brat. he likes to ignore you or disobey you because he likes getting on your nerves.

he loves getting punished omggggg. like when he’s purposely flirting with people and he knows that pisses you off. so when you both get home, he’s in for a ride

tie his hands up and put a vibrator on him. don’t let him cum until you say so. edge him till he’s crying pls🫶🏻 and he can’t talk unless you say so

start at the lowest setting and if he makes any noise, keep going higher until the highest setting. he loves it trust me

you guys both have a safe word by the way in case it gets too much. if he happens to say it, immediately stop and put everything away and just pamper him. run him a nice warm bath, maybe with some bubbles, and just sit in there with him to calm him down. same if you say it

aftercare is a must. whether you’re vanilla or not. it’s a must no matter what. baths, cleaning up, helping each other get ready for bed. or if you do it in the morning, get ready for the day.

he curses soooo much. i mean so do you, but not as much as him. you just make him feel so so good that he can’t help but whine and babble because he can barely talk

he loves when you fuck him so much that he can’t talk and all that’s on his mind is you and how good you’re making him feel. he just can’t help it. poor thing

praises you say such as: “good job baby boy”, “you’re talking my fingers/cock/strap on so well”, “you feel so good baby. you make me feel so good”

degrading things you say such as: “come on and take me whore”, “you’re such a slut for me, eh?”, “slutty boys don’t get to cum”

basically he just loves you so much not matter what. not just the sex. no matter if he’s a dom or a bottom, he loves you❤️

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andddd done!! i hope you enjoyed anon🫶🏻

t-list: @burntb4bydoll @memog1rl

#post*guerillateezsworld #smut #tokio hotel #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz smut #dom bill kaulitz #sub bill kaulitz #anon request

[tokio-motel]

EHEEHEHEHEHEHEHE(i will be sending a gustav version of this soon cause it is also almost his birthday)

lemme get theeeee the third leg whopper(separate headcannons (OR just a full fic do you bae) of bill and tom) getting birthday sex from male reader cuz like😍😍😍 reader doing pretty much everything tom loves that reader does(if u wana talk abt the kinks in dms we can cuz i aint typin alat rn)

and for billl reader doing EVERYTHING(almost cuz bro is 100% subtop) bill likes in bed cause yk he would have some mf favorite things to do in bed cuz like😪✌🏾

OH i also do not care if younger or older bill and tom like u choose

2009 KAULITZ TWINS: BIRTHDAY SEX (seperate)

hi babe 😇 erm im doing headcannons cus i just did a full fic and I don't got that kinda motivation rn....uh we are doing 2009 cuz that's like my second fav era 😻

(Contains some smut themes so if you don't like that don't read!)

BILL:

・bro is a subtop.. do i even gotta explain?

・Like he understands he's bigger than you, in both ways, but dear god being submissive for you is so exhilarating.

・You better be nice to him on his special day, bae.

・Hearing your words of praise send waves of pleasure through him.

"So good, so perfect oh my god...."

・Sir kink 😻😻

・Just whimpering out a soft 'please sir' if you choose to edge him or something

・Making him stop his movements until he begs to continue? yes pls

・Hair pulling....

・Just tugging on the dreads, eliciting small whines and whimpers as he continues his pace.

・He really likes when you moan out for him, he loves pleasuring you and making you happy oh my GOD

・He can't help but kiss and bite your sensitive skin, leaving small hickies and purple bruises all over your neck and (sometimes) chest.

・Gripping onto your waist, leaning his head into your neck once he can't make out sounds, too focused on how good you feel around him.

・A bit of overstimulation never hurt anyone, right?

・Maybe riding him for another round after he's came, listening to his squeals and whines of pleasure as his eyes roll back.

TOM:

・horny ass mf..

・he's acting more superior than usual since it's his birthday

・He's a bit of a sadist.

・Spanking your ass or slapping your thighs listening to your moans of pleasure mixed with pain

・Slight dacryphillia

・Watching those tears fall from your eyes as he fucks you, dear lord...

・He likes when your hands go up to his cornrows, tugging at them gently.

・shh dont tell anyone he's a brat tamer 😴😴🤞

・I've said this before and ill say it AGAIN: SIR KINK

・Just hearing you barley manage a 'yes sir...!' as he pounds into you, sinking his nail into your waist..

・Watching you grip the sheets as you babble, moaning incoherent words is enough to make him cum.

・Leaving hickies on your neck as he continues his movements, listening to your little gasps and whines.

・His moans and groans as he tells you how good you are!!!!😻

"Oh fuck...god your so perfect. taking me so well M/N, so well.."

・He likes to wrap his hands around your neck or waist, aroused at how huge they are on your body.

#ew why did i write this like that #anyways #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel x male reader #tokio hotel x you #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz #bill kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x male reader #bill kaulitz x male reader #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz x y/n #bill kaulitz x you #bill kaulitz x reader #sub bill kaulitz #shii i think that's the right term

[braxlrose]

You should do a bill!sub x reader. He has to whimper 🤭

sub bill sub bill sub bill sub bill sub bill sub bill

okay so i actually have two requests for sub!bill so ill add in that one too.

request: what about dacryphilia but for bill. like riding him till hes crying but when you try to get off of him he just pulls you back asking for more, i mean being so fucked out he is bucking into you. from my favorite anon ;)

word count: 768

tw: handcuffs, (implied) mommy kink sort of? (it was only said twice), sub!bill, dom!reader, dacraphilia, hickies, overstimulation, dom/sub dynamics, implied drinking, begging.

"WHATEVER YOU WANT, BABY."

It was 11 'o clock at night. you had and bill had just gotten home from a party, both of you a little bit tipsy. Both of you had sweat running down your forehead because of all the dancing and people around you.

"Mmm bab..baby~" Bill came up behind you while you pulled off your sweaty clothes that had been sticking to your skin all night. A smirk crawled onto your face while bills arms wrapped around you, moving closer to your breasts. You raised an eyebrow slightly but didn't pay any attention to bill which ended up with him and his cute little face in a pout.

"Ba~byyy.." Bill now whispered with his hands on your hips and his chin resting on your shoulder, looking up at you.

"What is it bill?" you asked in a monotone voice, turning around to look at him.

"i want you.." His fingers intertwined with yours as he leaned in with a dopey smile on his face.

"Well im real tired baby, how about another day." you teased. It was pretty obvious you wanted him too after you strutted past him in your panties and bra. A pout stayed on bills face and the begging began. baby please. i need you so bad. my dick hurts. i know you want it too. youre so pretty baby. pretty please. please. please. please. mommy?

That was all enough to make you pull down your cute little strawberry panties and bra. which is what led to now.

"AaaAh baby please...slow down..slow down slow down slooooww down...." Bill had his head thrown all the way back as you rode his dick. his hands were handcuffed to the bed and he was completely sprawled out in front of you, all cute and naked. he had hickies all over his chest. you even made some in the shape of a heart surrounding his left nipple.

"But baby you're making me feel so fucking good. don't you like making me feel good? don't you, pretty boy?" and he did. he loved making you feel good. he loved every single second of it.

bill nodded his head, whispering barely coherent i love yous. his eyes were all glossy and his eyeliner was smeared everywhere. you had put a little lipstick on his lips too just to smear it around. why wouldn't you? you just loved your messy boy. "Please..." he whispered out to you, "I wanna touth..touch you..pleasth..un...uncuff me...." his words began to slur with a lisp as more teared poured out of his pretty brown eyes. you loved hearing him beg for you. it was like music to your ears. and as much as you loved to tease and edge your pretty boy, you loved hearing him happy. and you loved his slim fingers digging into your squishy thighs. so with that, you leaned forward, his dick slipping out of you causing a loud whine to leave bill, and you uncuffed him.

"AaAaahh~ put it back in...put it back in mommy...please...please..please please please please pleaseeeee." You raised an eyebrow and grabbed his face roughly.

"which one of us is in charge? because i thought it was me until you started ordering me around. you wanna be in charge baby. fine. go ahead and be in charge." you leaned over to the other side and him and got off of his stomach and laid down next to him.

"no. no. no...no. no. no. i dont wanna be in charge. im sorry....im sorry..do whatever you want with me please..im sorry.." drool started to form in the corners of his mouth along with the tears running down his face. he was so pretty like this. when he begged.

"I thought you wanted to order me around, baby?" You crossed your arms, squishing your boobs a bit.

"No, i didn't mean it. i didnt know what i was saying..please..ill make you feel good please.." you ran your heads over his head and down to his temple, rubbing it a bit. you looked at him with puppy dog eyes and bit your lip.

"Fine. but i hear you make one peep and im stopping." he nodded fast and laid back in his position. his dick looked so cute. it was all shaven clean and the tip was bright red. you touched it a bit to slide it back in you and that made his dick go crazy. it even slapped his stomach. that always made you smile. You finally grabbed his dick and slid it inside of you, making you throw your head back. "Mmm...i love this dick baby. its so perfect for me..you know that?" you were testing him. he was supposed to answer you whenever you asked him a question. he always did. that was a rule. but he also didn't want to make you mad. he wanted you to keep riding him until he passed out.

You smiled at him once he didn't answer you. he was such a good boy. you loved good boys. brats were little shits who didn't know their place, in your opinion. but bill was never like that. Bill knew what you wanted, what he wanted, and he was happy. you two were both happy.

you kept riding him for the next couples minutes with his fingers pressing into your hips. they were definitely gonna leave bruises. his eyes were closed again and he was biting at his lip so hard, trying not to make any noise. your little messy boy didn't even notice he was bucking into you. you could hear his breathing getting louder and his grip on your hips was tightening. that went on for another minute or so until you both twitched and came together. the loudest squeal that you have ever heard came out of bills drool-soaked mouth. it was so perfect. you began to lift yourself off of him but he didn't let go of your hips.

" i wanna stay i'side..." you carassed his cheek and grabbed a wipe off the counter to wipe off his sweaty makeup before leaning down to lay on his chest.

"whatever you want, baby."

A/N: i didn't proofread for sorry for any spelling mistakes. i hope this was up to your guys's liking!!

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[charliesgoodboy]

♠︎bill kaulitz(2010) x male reader(nsfw)

♠︎genre: smut

♠︎warning(s): subtop bill, bill obviously whimpers like what, unintentional edging, begging, praising, yall fuck in a car, bill gets a lil sad, bill and reader are considered rivals, reader is a little (A LOT) bit full of himself, um if you have a shaved head or something here you dont(dw hair type isnt mentioned bae🤞🏾), ik when smart phones were made its just satisfying to write about them, spit as lubricant

♠︎a/n: yall the way im way more happy writing for tokio hotel

♠︎extra: this is long, official smut starts at about paragraphs 13-14

your band and tokio hotel were considered 'rival bands' you didn't necessarily like eachother, especially you and bill. bill loved your singing, your voice was beautiful but the thing is that's what you bragged about.

each interview you would tell the public how much of a better singer you were, and how you didn't need your band. you apologized for the band part though, you loved your band and the joke came out wrong.

but you didn't apologize about the bill part, and even if you did you wouldn't mean it for shit. you didn't like bill because thing is, you were mostly upset because you did think bill was better at singing.

it was just a thing that happened and it started the rivalry in a way. but of course, few things happened. got a little tipsy, touchy, and in the end it wasn't just a one time thing.

later on, an interview between you and bill would come sooner or later. some nosy journalists would want to know of the two of you and your relationship. it wouldn't go as planned though the both of you knew that.

the people cheered for the two of you as you walked down the middle of the crowd, sitting down on the cushions of the individual chairs. then, the interviewer had walked in, sitting in front of the both of you.

"gosh, can't believe i was able to get the two of you on here." everyone laughed of course, hell if they hadn't known about ya'll than yes it is considered a miracle.

"yeah, yeah i guess so." you smiled crossing your legs on the wooden table, in which bill slid them off himself. he's already had enough of you. "so, um of course i'd like to ask how are the two of you? ever since a few months ago we haven't heard of your supposed 'rivalry'." he chuckled making air quotes with his hand,

god he really was nosy. "oh, well i would say-" you cut bill off, "i would stay i don't like him much, hate even." you didn't mean it obviously, it was just an on screen act obviously. hate is a really strong word but it just came out just to keep that image to the public eye.

"hate?" you nodded, "that's what rivals are right?" bill also nodded, his face having a forced smile as he just laughed it off. he knew it was just for others to keep the rumors or whatever going but to him it seemed so sincere.

did you actually hate him? with that, a few more questions were asked that were mostly answered by you, bill was thinking too much and seemed out of it. soon the show was ended and you and bill were walking back to the car.

the driver would be a while, a long while maybe. you sat in the back as bill sat in with you, a little close but it was usual to you. you were typing something up on your phone, it frustrated bill a little that you thought there was nothing wrong with what you said.

his hand went to play with your hair, not in any type of way just playing with it. "did you mean what you said?" you hummed before answering. " 'bout what," he shrugged his finger trailing down your side, now playing with the jewels on your belt. "hating me." scoffing, you flipped your phone down looking over at him.

"what? no, why would–" he had cut you off this time, turning your body over in a position where he was in between your legs, the look on his face was a mixture of sadness and anger, little bit of lust in there as well.

"seemed like you did.." his voice was a little more strained sounding now, his lips came in contact with the thin skin of your neck, placing light kisses on it along with a few bites as well. "hey– bill we can't do this right now." you tried to push him off of you but he kept pushing himself back. "please..i need to know."

his face had changed into a begging look, his fingers slowly working on your belt. you sighed rolling your eyes, "go on." he licked his lips, unraveling the belt out of your jeans loops, his hands then moving to the buttons of them unzipping them along then letting them slide off your legs and onto the cars floor.

you took a quick breath watching him play with the hem of your boxers before placing them with your jeans as well. "if we get caught i swear to god.." bill started to work on his own belt, his erection already throbbing out of need just for you.

"uh-huh," he wasn't listening for shit, he was only left in the black mixed sweater and his necklaces but he took those off too, weirdly quick. if he wasn't about to gather saliva in his mouth you would have thought he would go in raw, but no he cared about you too much for that.

he let himself push the spit out as it landed onto his tip, his thumb spreading it over as he continued to make sure the rest of his length was ready enough for you. "fuck.." he flinched a small bit feeling himself get lost in his own pleasure as he did so,

making you grab the back of his neck so he looked right at you. "bill, i don't have all day 'cmon." he quickly nodded grabbing your hips and pulling you down a small bit your hands resting on the seat, and bills neck.

slowly, he had pushed himself in a shakey whimper bubbling past his lips as his hands tightened on you a bit. "just like that.." his head rested on your shoulder as he bottomed out on you biting his lip.

he loved the praise from you, it was amazing how you could sound rude and caring at the same time he enjoyed it. "bill." you whispered in his ear before he lifted himself up moving his hips back then snapping them foward.

"fuck— bill!" you loved your voice but he loved it more, the way you would scream for him or whisper to him telling him what to do it was like true love to him, which it better be. " 'm sorry.." he truly was but that didn't change anything. he only stopped for a moment,

before continuing on. he had only spat on his dick yet it still hurt and felt good at the same time, the semi-wet slaps against skin mixed with the small rocking noises of the car. he had been abusing right at your g-spot, making you almost see stars.

"shit– you're doing so good.." your hands smacked the back of the window, curling onto nothing making prints that you'd have to try and hide later on.

"mh..fuck (m/n).." his hair had gotten disheveled already, beads of sweat dripping on the sides of his temples, as you smiled a little looking at him. "so pretty.." all movements stopped when hearing the car doors unlock.

"god dammit..bill, move off." bill sulked as you made him pull out. "but i was almost there.." you hurried getting your pants on along with your belt throwing bill his clothes as well.

"we can finish later." bill put on his sweater and his pants as he looked outside seeing the driver walk out the building. "promise?" "yes! yes, i promise. get your necklaces on."

as long as no one outside snitched about the car obviously rocking then you'd be fine.

hopefully.

OMFG i finally like the endinggg(if u dont idc) @gaybitchfx @tokio-motel @secretivemessenger @esthxio @vyloy @lostsomewhereinthegarden @reallyromealone @bloodyfennec (babe..come back😭)

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[bkaulitzz]

𝐁𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡

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i dont rlly have any pics to match sigh

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

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

more under cut :)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No," I repeated.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Am I doing good?" He gently spoke.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Shower?" He smirked.

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

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

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

"Can't wait."

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I need a sub bill who wakes up hard as a rock, and needs reader so so bad he literally calls her and is like ‘can I come over?’ then before reader can even say anything he says ‘yk what? I’m coming over, I need you so bad’ and he hung up on her and she was so confused but not mad because she liked him too, and so when he got there he begged to eat her out, and then did, and then begged her to fuck him, and then the best aftercare ever like a bubble bath and yk falling asleep together cuddling ☺️

i love you. you are my muse. yes, of course i’ll write this. 🤤

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I need you.

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bill kaulitz x fem reader.

context: he stirred in his sleep, his dream displaying your body, your chest heaved and your legs were splayed open for him. he needed you so bad.

warnings: p in v, head (f receiving), fluff ending, use of y/n

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Bill wakes up to an unbearable throb beating in his cock. He whimpers in discomfort, staring up at the ceiling in hopes that his boner would die down. Five minutes pass and he’s still rock hard. He sighs and picks up his phone, opening it and scrolling through it, searching for your contact.

He presses your number and waits a couple rings.

“Hello?” The way you spoke so gently, sending a jolt of desire through his body and straight to his beating member.

“Can you come over? Please?” His spoke, his voice shaking with need. Your brows scrunch in worry as you mistake the tone of his voice.

“Are you okay? It’s la-“ Your face written with concern as your sentence cuts off with a huff from the other end of the line.

“Actually, I’ll just come over. I really, really need you, Y/n.” His words were quick, so quick you almost didn’t understand. He hung up the phone before you had the chance to respond, leaving you confused.

You laid in your bed, trying to pick apart the conversation -well, not much of a conversation- you just had with Bill.

Not long after, there was a knock at your door. You stood up, your oversized pajama shirt hung off your shoulder and stopped at the top of your thighs. You made your way to the door, cautiously opening it.

Bill stood there, his face clean and his hair down, a little messy. His eyebrows furrowed with the insufferable need for you. He looked completely intoxicating.

You stepped back and opened the door wider for him. He eagerly stepped in and walked towards your room. You look around, a bit puzzled and close the door before following after him.

“What is up with you?” You quirked a brow at him and walked closer to where he sat at the edge of your bed.

“Please, i need you so much.” He pleaded and reached out to hold your hands. You could now read the expression on his face with ease, a soft smile warming your face.

“What do you need?” You pressed, urging him to be more specific. You squeezed his hand while holding firm eye contact with him.

“Can I eat you out? Please let me eat you out.” He whined as if it was a necessity, which in his mind it was.

“You wanna make me feel good?” You spoke with a voice of silk, sitting on one of his thighs and tucking hair away from his face.

He nodded his head thirstily, one of his hands resting between your thighs, your pussy like a magnet to him.

“Go ahead.” You shrugged and backed yourself onto the bed. He crawled up to you, leaning down to kiss your neck before slipping his hands under your shirt and pulling it off.

The cool air of your bedroom and the sensation of Bill’s hands against your skin made you shiver. He hooked his fingers around the strings of your underwear and pulled them over your knees and off your ankles, tossing them away.

He whimpered as he parted your legs, your cunt glistened in the dim lighting. He bit down on his lip before kissing between your breast, making his way to your heat impatiently. He basically teased himself as he mewled against your soft skin.

He looked up at you as if asking for permission. You propped yourself up on your elbow and cupped his cheek with your free hand, nodding slowly.

Without hesitation, he connected his mouth to your core, delving his tongue inside you. You gasped softly, reaching down to hold onto his hair. His piercing added to the sensation as he switched from flicking his tongue inside you to circling it around your clit.

He was so determined to make you cum. He needed you to cum. His hips rocked against the bed, making him moan into you, his hands squeezing your thighs and holding them open.

You were so close. You honestly didn’t know where he got all this skill from, but goddamn he was good at it. You arched your back and tilted your head back into the pillows, bitting down on your lip.

Bill’s hand shakily squeezed your waist, then drawing up to your breast, cupping it, his thumb circling your nipple.

“Mmph- fuck- Bill, I’m gonna cum.” Your hips jerked up as he nibbled at your puffy clit. You could feel him smiling against you before his tongue darted back inside you and his hand played for your sensitive nerves.

You cried out, you cunt pulsing as he pushes you over the edge. He moans in satisfaction when your cum begins to seep out of you and hit his tongue. He slowed down his movement, bringing you down from ecstasy.

He kissed your clit, looking up at you. He slowly made his way back up to your face, the hardness genuinely becoming too much for him.

“Please fuck me. I’ll do anything, please.” He begged pulling away and sitting between your legs, his hands firmly placed on your open thighs.

“What do you want, baby?” Your voice still dazed from your orgasm. You sat up, pushing your hands up his shirt and tracing his faint abs before taking it off and casting it somewhere else.

“Please ride me. I need it so bad.” His eyes were wide like a puppies as he expressed his desperation for you.

You kissed him, gentle at first before tracing his lips and shoving your tongue into his mouth, your essence still evident. You gently guide him onto his back and climb on top of him.

He moaned loudly into your mouth, feeling your weight on his painful arousal, begging to be freed from the cage of his pajama pants.

You shimmied down his body and pulled the plaid pants down, his cock springing free. Your eyes widen slightly, shocked at the size.

You pump his throbbing member slow, climbing back up to straddle his hips. You teasingly put just his cockhead and your slick cunt.

He whined and bucked his hips up, pushing himself further into your wet heat. You breathe out and take the rest of him, adjusting to his size.

His eyes squeezed shut and he bites on his lip, trying to contain his cries of pleasure. Shaking your head in disapproval, you place your thumb to his lips, probing his mouth.

You begin lifting your hips just to take him back in. He thrust up into you, his hips moving in time with yours. He moaned with your thumb in his mouth, playing with his tongue piercing.

His mouth falls open and he looks up at up, delectation drawn all over his pretty face. Your thumb slipped out of his mouth and you cupped his hand, guiding it to your breast.

His hips jutted up and his cock throbbed as he pushed his head back into the pillow, his back arching up.

“Oh god. I’m- mmm close.” He said with a drawn out moan. You leaned down and kissed his neck, allowing him to shakily thrust up into your core.

“I am too, sweet boy.” You mumbled against his skin in a soft moan. His hips began to give out as you clenched around him. You were driving him mad, and he couldn't help but let out long, keening moans. He tried to hold back, but it was no use.

With one last trembling thrust he sputtered into you, holding himself deep, his hot cum coating your spongy inner walls. The sensation sent you into your second spiral of an orgasm, moans spewing out of your mouth one after another.

His hips relaxed and you both came down together. You leaned down, your bodies flushed to each other, savoring the closeness of the intimacy.

“Are you okay?” You asked, combining his hair out of his face. His eyes were closed and his cheeks were flushed pink as he tried catching his breath.

Bill nodded and opened his eyes to give you an affectionate gaze. His arms wrapped around you, the both of you relaxing in the glow of your post-orgasmic atmosphere.

“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get cleaned up.” You said, getting up and feeling his softened member tug out of you with a pop. You kissed his forehead and walked to the bathroom, running a warm bath.

The water filled and you walked back into your room. His eyes were closed and a sheet was draped over his waist. You brushed hair away from his face before taking his hand and leading him to your bathroom.

The two of you sat in the warm water, your soft breaths and conversation vibrating off the walls.

“I love you.” And this time it was different, not like how you guys said it before when you were friend. Are you still friends or more?

“I love you too.” You turned your head back and kissed him. No lust or sexual intent, just pure love and affection.

•

Bills body entangled with yours, his head on your chest as he listened to your heart beat. He lazily traced his fingers along your skin with heavy eyes, basically asleep.

“Good night, Bill.” Your hand glided up and down his back and he hummed in response. His senses drowned out, all his attention focused on matching his heart beat to yours, putting him into a deep slumber and you following suit.

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[97buckley]

i want an emo boyfriend so he can cry his black eyeliner off while i fuck him

#emo boy #bill kaulitz #i’m ovulating #i love emos #i love subby men #i want a sub emo rn #johnnie guilbert

[estxkios]

lock me in a cage and dont let me out if you see bill sticking his tounge out please!!

i wanna put a bow on it :3

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[20doozers]

Discussion time :3

I’m gonna work on a bill x m!reader fic but I kinda wanna do multiple parts. Would you guys prefer those on here or on a Wattpad book? It’s only gonna be like two parts if I do make a series :P

Like, I’m pretty bad at working with Wattpad and might not actually make multiple parts so don’t get your hopes up but I feel like it’d be fun!

#tokio hotel x male reader #tokio hotel x you #m!reader #mlm #kaulitz #sub bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x male reader #bill kaulitz fluff #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz imagines #bill kaulitz

[toki-hotel]

Can you please write more on sub bill? Like maybe a fic about female reader getting mad because bill keeps teasing reader in a interview or while around the band and reader gets mad and decides to punish bill and he’s very needy but reader absolutely refuses to let him touch her but gives in on all the whining and crying and also the 2008’s bill please!!!

YES I've got you ;)

Warnings: SMUT 18+, sub!Bill, dacryphilia, kind of public touching, spit, edging, fem!reader

It started early in the morning, at 6 to be exact. Before your alarm could even go off, there was incessant knocking on your hotel room door. Blurry-eyed, you stumble out of bed to glance through the peephole.

Bill is standing on the other side in a black top and flannel pajama pants. Bare-faced and hair undone, he somehow looks wide awake.

"Bill? What are you doing here? It's too early." You groan and attempt to rub some sleep out of your eyes.

"I wanted to see you, I woke up an hour ago but couldn't fall back asleep." He sighs and leans on the ajar door. Pleading brown eyes bare down into yours.

Glancing back at the red illuminating clock sitting on the nightstand, you groan again, knowing that Bill won't like your response. "I have to start getting ready, and you do too! We have interviews at 8."

"I know, but just for a little bit..." He leans closer to you.

"No. Go get ready and we can talk later." You stand your ground knowing that a little bit would turn into a while. You don't want to hear any more bandmates' complaints about taking so long to get ready in the morning.

With a 'fine' grumbled under his breath he slumps back to the elevators at the end of the hall. You can start to predict what the rest of the day will entail from this single interaction, having experienced it many times before. Bill has days of being needy. You try your best to be there for him, but it tends to get out of control if you don't put your foot down at certain times, and this was one of those moments. A day full of interviews was your guys' schedule so you knew that you would have to work your way around it to appease him.

~

As expected, Bill continued his antics. The car ride consisted of him squeezing in next to you, he tried to talk to you, but most of it was one-sided. The lack of sleep and sudden awakening had put your head in a hazy mindset. You listened and most of your responses were ones of few words.

The half hour breakfast break you had was cherished by the band. Tour managers still used it to discuss the upcoming interviews, but Bill didn't seem to care. His mind was elsewhere.

The entire group was sitting at a large table in the dining hall. With plates filled of breakfast food you sit by one another, Bill across from you. It started with him stealing food off your plate, knowing he's looking for a response you play along and tell him off, but go back to listening to the manager's rundown of the day.

He didn't like this.

You almost choke on the water you were sipping when you feel a foot bumping into yours, not so lightly too. You look up to the offender in front of you. Brown eyes are already pointed at you with mischief and an evil smirk. You give him the dirtiest glare you can muster, but this only seems to make his smirk grow more. The foot drags itself up your ankle and to the inside of your calf. Knowing that all he wants is more of your attention you look away again.

This only spurs him on more. The same appendage slowly works its way to your knee and inner thigh, but you hold strong and nod along to what George says. Bill seems to calm down and let it linger, minutes pass and you begin to assume that this is what he wanted: to touch you while he is forced to be distant from you.

The boot jumps to the front of your pants. A zing of electricity runs from your heat, up your spine to the back of your head. That asshole! You can't help but jump in your seat at the sudden movement and when you whip your head to Bill he isn't even looking at you. He's also nodding along to what the others are saying, his chin is resting on his palm, but his hand is barely covering the laugh that breaks through.

"Excuse me. I'm just gonna run to the washroom." Standing up the chair screeches behind you. Not waiting for a response from the others, you give a pointed look to the man who can't seem to leave you alone for five minutes.

Bill Excuses himself too and trails behind your fleeting form. Excitement is running through him and he can't help but picture all the things you could do to him. The dirty looks you gave him had his heart picking up. When you decided to ignore him AGAIN, he knew he had to up his antics.

He jogs to catch up to your body turning a corner into a quiet hallway. Once you know you guys are alone you whip back around. You knew he was following you, his jewelry clinked while he ran.

"What is wrong with you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Everything you were doing back there! Can you behave for a few hours? I told you we can talk once the interviews are done!" You cross your arms and look up at Bill.

"I don't know what you're talking about..." The tall man shrugs and crosses his arms as well.

A deep sigh is taken to calm the nerves brewing. "Don't play with me right now," you try to relax but the lack of sleep and anxiety about the interviews is making it hard, "please." With that, you cut around him and head back to the dining hall.

Bill is not satisfied though. Usually, you would do something to keep him satiated for a while. Hold his hand, give him a small kiss, or talk with him for a while. He isn't used to this lack of attention from you and he is starting to get mad himself. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. The conversation wasn't supposed to end here.

~

Time has passed and Bill seemed to cut it down a notch. Small touches were still made here and there, but nothing dramatic like before.

Until after the first interview.

The team had a small 30 min. break until the next one. Entering into the next room, Gustav and George crash onto the couch. Tom finds his way to the snack table and cracks into a bottle of Coke. You're currently discussing with one of your managers how the first interview went and what was to come with the next.

Bill found his way to the couch, but without taking his eyes off of you. Thoughts about your last encounter kept flashing in his mind. He loved seeing you heated and the neediness he felt since waking up this morning only seemed to grow. His eyes traced up and down your figure. A heat started in his lower stomach.

Memories of past times entered next. How soft you felt in his hands, the way you tasted, and how you touched him. Bill couldn't take it anymore. When you broke away from the manager and made your way to the snack table he saw his next opportunity. He jumped from his spot and trailed after you again.

Your discussion with the manager only helped a little to ease your anxiety. The bottle of water on the table seemed to catch your eye and you made your way to it. You noticed Bill coming up too and smiled at him. Maybe you were too harsh.

"Hey." He stood behind you and rested his head on your shoulder. You mumbled a response back and took a sip of the water. "I miss you," he whined and wrapped his arms around you.

"I know, but after this next interview we have a few hours to relax back at the hotel." You reach your hand back to pet the mane of hair.

"We have some time now..." Bill pulls the hand away from the back of his head and puts it between you guys. His cock is hard and pressing into the back of your hand. " I just need you so bad. I can't stop thinking about you." Your jaw drops at his sudden change of demeanor. A heat starts in your lower stomach as well, a reflection of Bill's. What you thought was an innocent interaction switched into something completely different.

"Bill! What have I been telling you all morning?" You glare back at him this time and that same smirk has crept its way to his face. Black-rimmed eyes burn into your E/C ones. He laughs right in your shocked face and the silver of his tongue ring glints.

You pull your hand away from his tight grip and walk away. Plopping down onto the couch this time, you cross your arms and try to ignore the burning in your cheeks. Gustav and George are a little shocked at the sudden third addition to the couch but shrug and carry on with their conversation.

Bill stands satisfied at the snack table. Picking up your abandoned water bottle, he takes a gulp of water and licks his lips. Yet, he is still upset that you haven't really touched him.

~

The final straw for you is at the second interview. After fuming for the rest of the short break, you and the band file into another room to start the questions. All seems to be going well until the last question.

"How does touring affect your relationships with one another? Do you fight a lot?" The bands' responses are all reasonable, but of course, Bill has to open his big mouth.

"Y/N does get into moods though, she likes to ignore us!"

Your jaw drops at this accusation. While Tom snorts at this you lean past him to shoot Bill another one of your dirty looks, but he just grins right back at you.

Thats it. You've had enough and decide to get your revenge back at the hotel.

~

The car ride went by quick. You decided to sit as far away from Bill to avoid any more interactions. Once you got back to the hotel, you started to take advantage of the next free hours. The other guys retreated to their respective rooms to get some more sleep, but Bill follows you to yours.

You shut the door and he is already reaching for you.

"No," you grab the wrists that are in front of you, "I think I'm in one of my moods right now, and that means I'm ignoring you." It's your turn to start grinning at him.

"I was only kidding!" He sighs and watches you walk around him. You start taking off your jewelry and set it on the nightstand. He reaches for you again, but you just ignore him and dodge his touch again. "I didn't mean it." He pleads to you, tilting his head down to catch your eyes, but you just shrug your shoulders and carry on to take off your earrings.

Clink. Clink.

"Please," Bill wraps his arms back around your waist and nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck. To be honest, you've wanted him since the moment you saw his pretty face on the other side of the door but you have to stay strong. He can't get away with not listening to you, especially when he is so boldly defiant about it. "I'm sorry. I just need you so bad it makes me crazy!"

You turn around with a sigh and cross your arms. His eyes are pleading to you and you try your best to ignore how cute he looks. "Are you really being this needy right now? I've tried to be reasonable with you, but you can't even wait a couple of hours! You keep acting out and then you expect me to give you what you want?" You move to take off your bracelets and rings now.

Clink. Clink. Clink.

"Please. Please. Please." Bill grabs your hand and kisses your finger and trails them to your wrist. You can't lie about how good it feels to have him touch you, his soft lips trailing up your arm, past your shoulder, into the crook of your neck. "I'll be so good from now on. I just need you to touch me."

"Ok, but you'll take what I give you." You pull his head to yours and slot your lips together. He sighs his promise into the kiss and grabs your waist, pulling you close. He's sloppy and quick with his movements. Hands grab at anything they can reach.

You turn Bill around and walk yourselves to the bed. "Strip," You pull away and watch him pull his black t-shirt over his head. A long and lean torso is revealed along with the black star on his hip. A studded belt is next along with his boots and jeans.

Bill can't hold back the excitement that is bubbling within him. He's finally getting what he needed from you and the throbbing is making his head fuzzy. His lips feel swollen from the heated kisses and his breathing is picking up.

You crawl over him and take in the sight before you. Bill's brown puppy dog eyes take in your features and you can't wait to ruin him.

"Do you want me to touch you?"

"Yes," he pants out.

"Where," your lean your lips down to his and let the question brush out against him. He moves to grab one of your hands that is holding your weight beside his head, but you refuse to let him move you. "No, tell me where." Bill lets out a small cry at this and finally tells you.

"Anywhere. Everywhere!"

You coo out at this and brush some of his hair away from his face. The touch trails down his neck and chest, brushing past one of his nipples that makes his breathing jump, it ends at the waistband of his boxers. You pepper kisses to follow the same path as before and work down his body.

Bill is trying his best to be good, but all the emotions are bubbling up inside of him.

"Let's take these off." you slip the boxers down and watch his cock jump back up to slap his stomach. You lean down to lick a long stripe from the base to tip and watch up at him to see his head tilt back and his hips buck into you. You loved to see him get worked up

"Please..." He whimpers when you sit back up.

"You said you would take what I give you, If you're not gonna be good like you promised then I will stop right now."

"NO! No. I'll be good, just please don't stop."

"Good. Now spit." You hold your palm out beside his mouth and he does what you say. You slip your hand up and down his hot length, enjoying the way his eyebrows scrunch up at the pleasure.

Small whimpers make their way out of his mouth and his hands fist the bed sheets. His breathing picks up the faster you go and you lean over once more to spit on his cock. Bill's hips jump again from this and a loud moan tumble from his mouth. You can see that he's getting close, but you're not done with him.

German swears are whispered under his breath and his eyes are rolling back. "Look at me," you call out to him and he does. Tears are starting to well up in them. "Awe, why are you crying?"

"Feels good." And it does. He just can't help it with how he has been feeling all morning. This release that is building up is exactly what he needs.

But it doesn't come. You pull your hand away at the last second and watch his head snap back up to yours.

"No, no, noooo." Bill cries out and the tears start flowing. Black makeup runs down his cheeks.

"You said that you would take what I give you."

"I know, but I need to cum so bad." Bill grabs your thighs that are spread out on either side of him. The painted nails press into the soft flesh and leave crescents in their wake.

"I know and you will...If you're good."

"Yes, yes, yes." He chants over and over, replying to you and your touch that has started up again. His whines break free like his tears and flow throughout the hotel room. His cock is hard and throbbing in your hands, the tan tip a red hue. "Fuck, I'm close again." It takes no time for him to be at the edge and this time you grant him mercy.

"Look at me, Bill." He lifts his head and holds eye contact with you. "Good, now you can cum." It drops back to the mattress with his eyes rolling into his head.

Swears that you have trouble making out leave his lips and his hips buck so hard that they jostle you. Bill's cum spurts out in white lines across his stomach and your hand.

As he comes down from his high you press soft kisses across his damp cheeks and lips, whispering kind words to him. You wait for the heavy breathing to settle before you get up and grab a wet cloth to clean each other off. After disposing of it in the hotel washroom you come back to see him curled up in the bed sheets on his side. You crawl in behind him and wrap your arm across his lean waist.

"Are you feeling better?" You whisper into the back of his neck.

"Mhm, just not looking forward to the rest of the interviews today."

"Oh God, I forgot about them." You sigh and he laughs at your reaction. Bill and you spend the next few hours cuddled up and enjoying your time together.

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[tokio-motel]

BILL KAULUTZ X GN! READER: DRAG IT OUT

tw; sub! bill, orgasm denial, praise and degradation, handjobs, powerbottom! reader, slight overstimulation, crying, mentions of multiple orgasms, prolonging orgasms (idek what you call that)

・reader's gender isn't specified! <3

"I can't...I can't..."

Bill groaned gently, his thighs tensing. His cock was slick with cum and your spit, glistening in the dim lights of the tour bus. You shushed him, your fingertips gently tracing the veins that were beginning to pulse. You chuckle softly as you hear him whine gently and squirm his hips away from you, already spent from the orgasms he had endured.

"What do you mean you can't? Of course you can." You whisper as you hold his hips down with one hand while the other gently wraps around the head of his cock, rubbing it softly making him whimper. His eyelashes fluttered, his hair once puffy with hairspray now ruined with sweat. His mascara was all smudged and his kohl was running down his cheeks, staining lines of black.

"Oh, fuck...I can't..." He repeats, choking back a sob as you wrap your fingers around his cock, pumping it slowly. He whimpered loudly but couldn't resist leaning into you, his hips bucking up despite his earlier protests. He glanced at you, his eyes filled with unshed tears

"Yes, you can." You respond, your voice more firm that it was earlier as your eyes narrow, looking up at his face. His hair was sprawled against the pillows as he gasped for air. "You did it so many times already, you can do one more, right?" You whisper soothingly, your hands picking up their pace.

He cried out, his whole body shaking as his thigh suddenly snapped shut. He whimpered and moaned helplessly, gasping for air. You couldn't help but coo, smiling as you gently rubbed the back of his thighs. "Open up your thighs, slut. Let me see that pretty cock." You say with a small smile, rubbing small circles into his thighs with your thumbs.

He shook at your words, hesitating before shakingly opening his thighs back up to you, his cock pulsing. You grinned, putting your hands on both sides of his thighs and spreading them farther apart. "Good boy." You coo, wrapping your hands back around his cock. He groaned loudly, head thrown back against the pillows behind him.

"K-keep going...ohhhhmyyyygoooohhhdddd...." He purred slowly, panting softly as your hands pumped him faster, your fingers occasionally rubbing his slit. "What if all your fangirls saw you right now? All stupid and aching for my touch?" You whisper under your breath, continuing the pace as you sped up your fingers a bit.

Your words send a wave of pleasure through his veins, his breath quickening. He whimpered as the familiar ache of a rising orgasm, closing his eyes as his hand went to grab yours. "Mmmmmmgghhhh, gonna cum..." He whispers, moaning softly as your hands pick up their speed.

"Yeah? You gonna cum again for me? God, you're so fucking ruined..." You whispered under your breath, grinning as you jerked him off faster, your other hand softly fondling his balls making him mewl.

"Oh, oh... I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." He began to pant, his fingers digging into the sheets of his bunk. His head tossed back onto the bed, nearly hyperventilating as he felt himself about to be pushed over the edge. He groaned, his thighs shaking as he-

Your hands let go of his cock as you felt his body tense up, pinching the head of his cock. He gasped, squirming and panting as his eyes shot open, glancing down at you. His cock twitched, the slit leaking pre-cum as he cried softly. "Please...I can't..." He begged, trying to squirm away from your restricting hands.

"Oh, you can. And you will." You hiss softly, pinching th tip a bit harder and listening to his quiet sobs of need, his balls painfully tight as his cock pulsed. You smirked, counting down the seconds in your head.

"I can't! I can't! Please, I can't!" He begged, tears streaming down his face as the ache in his stomach only increased. His cock was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum as you hummed, biting your lip.

"Aww, my poor baby." You whisper, almost a minute has passed. He was shaking like crazy, his thighs pulsing. You took a second, before letting go of th head of his cock. He gasped loudly, pre cum leaking more freely. "Please, I wanna cum! I wanna cum..." He begs, humiliation evident in his voice as he begs you while sobbing, eyes shining with tears.

You jerked off his cock faster, deciding to finish him off. "Go ahead and cum, my good boy. Go on." You whisper, Bill sobbing at your permission as he let's go, his cum spurting all over your hand and his stomach, broken sobs and whispers of "thank you, thank you, thank you" escaping his lips.

You smile, whispering soothing words in his ears as you milk him dry, praising him through the intense orgasm. He pants heavily, his eyes closed shut as tears stream down his face, his makeup smudged. You kissed his cheeks softly as your hands slowly unwrapped around his cock, shushing him gently.

"Good job. Good boy..."

#trying something new! if you like it ill continue and if you don't then uhmmmm...that really sucks 🙁 #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel x male reader #tokio hotel x you #tokio hotel #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x male reader #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz x you #bill kaulitz x non binary reader #bill kaulitz x female reader #sub bill kaulitz #x male y/n #x male reader #x reader #tokio hotel x female reader #writing this was so fun

[joy-dwaekki]

Please someone give me some top male reader x Sub Bill/Tom Kaulitz 😿

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[g3org1sd4ddy]

CURRENTLY i am writing a friends to enemies to lovers/Love triangle (sort of) smut between y/n, Georg and Tom.

SO be expecting it possibly around Saturday or Sunday 6pm AEST time. AGAIN if anyone wants to send some requests let me know! ❤️❤️

#georg listing #tom kaulitz #bill kaulitz #tokio hotel #smutt #y/n #reader x character #fluff #dom x sub #sub x dom

[bkaulitzz]

“did you like it?”

smut drabble

info: dom!fem reader x sub!bill, overstimulation, handjob

synopsis: bill kissed another girl and you confront him

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My legs were intertwined with his as I leaned back into a pillow. Bill leaned against me as he breathed heavily, releasing for the second time. I kept my hand around his cock as he weakly whined.

"I won't do it again, please, " He stuttered as his chest caved. I tightened my grip, earning a cry in return as I slowly moved my hand up and down. My free hand reached over, lifting his shirt to reveal his star tattoo and soft abs. I leaned into the side of his neck, planting harsh kisses as I painfully jerked him off. He whimpered, shaking his head. "I'll be good!" He sobbed in pleasure, struggling to keep his legs close as my legs kept him down.

"I don't think you learned your lesson. What were you thinking when you kissed her?" I scoffed as I thumbed his tip. His head laid over my shoulder as he strained out moans, his cock twitching as he released again.

"Fuck-- I didn't mean to, " His eyeshadow was melted by now as he went down his face.

"You didn't mean to?" I nibbled gently at his sensitive skin, quickening my pace around his cock. He arched his back, trembling as he let out high-pitched moans. "It felt good, didn't it?"

"No, no, " He shook his head, crying softly as I continued to fistfuck his dick.

"Don't lie to yourself, " I twisted my hand, causing him to shake more. He gasped, his chest heaving as he panted.

"Fuck! Yes! I liked the kiss!" Bill came, his cum shooting back into his abs. My hand still working around his dick.

"How much, how much did you like the kiss?" I nipped at his skin, leaving small hickeys. The lewd noises of his cock aroused me as his release coated his dick.

"Not that much!" He whined, his fists clutching the bed sheets

“Oh, yea? Really?” I sneered, swiping up his cum with my two fingers. I brought them up to his plump lips, prodding at them. He looked over at his shoulder, breathing heavily as he parted his lips.

“I didn’t like it, swear, ” He mumbled as he tasted himself. I slid my fingers into his mouth, causing him to gag slightly. A teardrop that formed by his eye rolled down his cheek, mixing with the eyeshadow. He whined softly to the taste, a trail of saliva followed my fingers as I pulled them out.

“Don’t lie to me...” I reached down for his dick again, wrapping my fingers around it. He jolted slightly, slouching against me as his chest came up and down. “I saw how you kissed the blonde, ” I spoke against his ear. “Slow, savoring each second.”

“I couldn’t help it, ” Bill practically sobbed out as I twisted my hand.

“Couldn’t help it?” I smirked against his skin. “I can’t help it then, gosh. I can’t seem to keep my hands off you, ” I hummed. He twitched under me, sobbing quietly out of overstimulation.

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