🌟bILLIE eILISH smut 🌟

Mistress (B.E.)

You and Billie are in a Dom/Sub relationship. You aren't lovers (yet). You simply are her submissive. There's also a contract involved so that she doesn't overstep boundaries and vice versa.

Fan fic - Converted

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Faye, Billie's personal chef, turned to Y/N with raised eyebrows. "Well it was nice talking to you both, I am going to start prepping for dinner! Y/N, I'm glad you've found your way out of the house, today! I was beginning to get a little worried about you." Faye teased, and Y/N blushed around her wrap.

Faye leaned down so only Y/N could hear her and whispered, "Eat as much as you'd like. I'm sure Billie wouldn't mind a little extra meat to grab onto." She said with a wink before turning swiftly on her heel and heading back into the house.

Y/N chuckled, still blushing, and turned to Billie with a smile. "I'm guessing you silently communicated that we could use some privacy."

Billie laughed. "Maybe. I'm not trying to be pushy Y/N, I just want to make sure you're comfortable with me." Billie shrugged her shoulders and Y/N sighed, chewing her food thoughtfully.

"I just..." Y/N glanced around before staring into Billie's eyes. "I am comfortable with you...I just don't want to overstep any boundaries you may have."

Billie smiled softly, tilting her head. "Boundaries?"

It was apparently the perfect time to talk about boundaries. Y/N continued. "Well, I assumed that you may have some boundaries for me, outside of play. I know you told me I wasn't your slave...but I still want to make sure that I don't cross any type of lines, if there are any."

Billie nodded in understanding. "Hmm. I don't actually have very many boundaries set for you outside of play, Y/N. Obviously I stated in the contract that I don't kiss my submissives on the lips for personal reasons. I guess you could call that a boundary?" Billie said, looking to Y/N for approval, and Y/N tilted her head in wonderment.

"Yeah..." Y/N spoke thoughtfully, suddenly realizing how easy it was for Billie to continuously captivate her sexually without even kissing her. Billie took a few more bites of her food, gazing at Y/N as she chewed, before she pushed the plate away. "Is there something in particular that you're concerned about?"

Y/N bit her lip. "I was wondering if you would mind me going back to the city sometime to visit my friends?"

"That's what you wanted to ask me? Y/N , I have no problem with you leaving anytime. You never have to ask for permission to leave unless we're in the middle of play. Even when we transition into more traditional 24/7 playtime you won't need to ask me for permission. I only ask that you tell me where you are, so that I can make sure you're safe. I would never control where you go or who you see. Unless you desire that particular type of control from me." Billie smiled genuinely, locking eyes with her and Y/N sat back in her chair. As she began to play with the ends of her robe, she suddenly became aware of how naked she was at the table.

"Y/N, I want you to be yourself, okay?" Billie assured her. "I don't want you to change, or feel like you don't have the freedom to do as you please. Don't be afraid to talk to me about these things. I want to make sure I can ease any fears that you may have. Don't hold these things in, okay?"

"I won't. But still I just want - I just want to make sure I'm giving you what you want, Billie." Y/N murmured, nervous as she watched Billie gaze turn into lust.

"I want you." Y/N grew flushed, her body humming at Billie's husky tone. The apex of her thighs dampened at her admission and without realizing it, she felt her legs spread. Quickly pulling her thighs back together, Y/N reached up absentmindedly and touched the flower in her hair while tucking her bottom lip between her teeth.