🌟bILLIE eILISH smut 🌟

personal trainer (b.e.)

sooo.. i would definitely really like a fic where your billies personal trainer (since girlie has been hittin the gym as we know) and you do like remotely sexual workouts until it just boils over and you bang in the changing room

i forgot who requested this lmao, it was like. a year ago. this had been drafted for a while.

"Hey!" Billie greets as she walks into her own private gym. She walks over and greets you with a big hug.

"Hey, Billie!" you match her energy and smile bright.

"How have you been?" she asks, setting her water bottle down on the floor and sitting next to you on the faux leather bench.

"I've been great, thanks. What about yourself? You ready to make your body happy?" you joke and she just laughs.

"Yeah, no i'm—I'm really happy you agreed. You're like social media's best gym bro or something, so I'm really happy you're joining me and training me."

"Don't even worry about it," you stand and off her a hand. "Thank you for letting me help."

"So what are you really wanting from the gym?" You ask, watching her carefully. Her hair is up in a messy ponytail and she wears a cap, her face frames sit nicely around her face. She's got an oversized t-shirt on and some loose short with some good sneakers.

"I think I just..." she sighs and looks away, "I think social media is getting to me—you know with quarantine the last couple years, and I gained weight—like most people did, sorry this is like... making me emotional?"

Billie laughs and shakes her head, dabbing her eyes with her fingers.

"No it's okay, love, take your time."

"People were just... being bitches, you know? People always commenting on my stomach, my chest, my weight, my hips, figure, everything. And it gets to me, you know? But it's not just that," she says and sighs, "I just want to be fitter, and healthier."

You nod along.

"Because I tore a plate in my hip years ago, and I had to quit dancing. So, i've never danced since the injury, so I just—I think I just want to work on myself and me, and my relationship with my body. I just want to be healthy and, you know, happy."

"Of course. No that's really amazing, Billie. So have you ever went to the gym ever before? Or is this like your first ever time going and like working out?"

"Yeah, kinda. I used to do stretches and stuff for dance but never really worked out." She shrugs.

"Okay, let's make a beginner-friendly routine then, yeah?"

You and her talked everything through and then you got to working out. She did light weight-training with you, light cardio, some simple stretches to get her back into it, and then you also did some dietary advice for her.

She wanted to record her results to motivate her, so you timed her on cardio for how fast she could run a mile, how fast her heartbeat was etc.

"Yeah, fuck... Oh my god," she pants, laying on the floor as she tries to catch her breath.

"Come on, let's get up, get some water and fresh air."

You help her up and she chugs some water. You both stand outside for a bit, feeling the cool breeze.

"This is a new start. I like this. But fuck, i'm gonna be burning and aching."

"About that, I'm gonna show you a cool-down now, you know how we have to warm-up? We also have to like chill out and let our bodies relax a bit."