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toxic ex butcher who just won't leave you alone.
It's been months since you two broke up and he still won't leave you alone. Stalks you on every social media platform you have. Regardless of you having him blocked. He'll go as far as to use MM's or Hughie's accounts because he knows your still cool with them. Gets off on all the pictures you post. Whether it's you on a picnic with some of your friends or one of your more raunchy photos you like to take every once in a while.
Has Kimiko literally stalk you when you go out and he is able to locate you. It's not like you would every know because she is great at what she does. Send Butcher pics of you doing mundane things like getting your hair done and going book shopping. He ends up with a collection from when you were together to when you guys broke up.
Shows up all the bars you do and pulls you away from your friends. They unfortunately still love him, so they allow him to whisk you away to the bar. passing you shot after shot while he takes twice as much as you and it just makes him want you even more.
And as much as you act like you hate him and he was such a terrible guy you always end up in his lap letting him grab and grope you. Sloppy kisses on your neck which you have to cover before you go home to your boyfriend.
Always shows up to your house after your boyfriend goes to work just to fuck you. wakes you up out of your sleep with his dick rutting against your thighs like a dog. You wake up to him grunting, precum spilling onto your thighs and tummy. Smirks when he notices your eyes are finally opened. As much as you may whine and complain he doesn't stop because you never explicitly tell him to leave.
Listens to your complains about him messing up your pajamas but you never tell him to stop. His heavy dick moves along your ass when he presses his body. "Sitting here acting like your such a moral being. What would your boyfriend think {ā”}?"
Your hands weakly slapped against his chest. Fake attempts to get him off of you. "I hate you so much. You're so disgusting." Your lies couldn't convince a child, much less him. Gripping your thighs he pushed them apart more letting his fat dick slap against your tummy.
"Always were a bad liar love. Gonna have to teach you a lesson for lying to your man. You already know better don't you though?"
butchers hands. thatās all i have to say
Butcher was always amused by the fixation you had on his hands- catching your gaze when heād talk and make gestures with them, when youād curl into his side on the couch and fidget with his fingers- heād never say it but you could tell he was flattered by your admiration.
The fixation was also an indication of when you needed him. Badly.
Those light traces turned into feathery kisses on his skin, kisses turning into you pulling a thumb between your lips- gazing to him with your big eyes as you swirl your tongue along it.
āLook at youā¦ā heād mutter, pressing his thumb down on your tongue. āA little worked up hm? Need a little bit of a fix?ā
Youād nod, engulfing the digit further as he gave a pleased hum.
āCāmere then⦠let Billy give ya some lovinā.ā
Billy x you, nsfw, 18+ !
follow up to this! part 1 - After rescuing you and the others from the Freedom Camp, Butcher needs you right back in his arms where you belong. When the two of you hear the others "reuniting" Butcher is determined to out do them. This is the morning after (with Terror cameos!)
~*~*~*~
A soft knock on the classroom door roused you from a deep, peaceful sleep. The blissful, healing kind you hadnāt had in more than a year. So even though you heard it, you couldnāt be bothered to move. The fact that the doors had windows and whoever was knocking could see right in didnāt feel like a concern either. After last night, surely they all knew now anyway.Ā
At first, Billy ignored the knock as well, barely shifting at the noise. But when the knock came again, he grumbled, low and rough like an irritated jungle cat. You felt Terror wriggle as well, lifting his head to see who was about to visit him. Though you were laying across Butcherās chest, Terror had some how managed to squirm his way between yours and Billyās legs, cuddled up in a warm nest of blankets and warmth between you.Ā
But that knock came again to disrupt it all. You felt Billy move beneath you, then came the inevitable - āOi. Whaā the bleedinā āell do ya want?ā
āHey, you two. Sleep well?ā
The door opening and Hughieās cheery voice seemed to slice right through the comfy peace.
āAh quite ace until you barged in, just now,ā Butcher grumbled. āAt least we did after ya stopped makinā all that racket lasā night.ā
āUs?ā Hughie snorted. You could just picture him in your mindās eye crossing his arms with that look of incredulity. āYou two were way louder.ā
You could feel that smug, pleased smirk Billy was probably giving Hughie right now.Ā
āTo bloody right we were, anā donāt ya forget it, son.ā
A soft laugh bubbled up from you and Billy tightened his arm around your shoulders. You finally blinked your eyes open as Terror got up and started trying to climb over Billyās large body. Hughie was standing in the doorway, looking just as you pictured.Ā
āNow whaā did you bloody come in āere for?ā Billy harped even as he lifted his hand to rub Terrorās scruff with affection. He lifted Terrorās pudgy little body and helped him off the low bed.
āAhh - ā Hughie watched the domestic scene with a look of something like shocked bewilderment and it made you laugh softly again.
āFrenchie made breakfastā¦waffles and bacon and everything,ā Hughie shifted his gaze to you then, his expression softening. āI know that was something you wereā¦looking forward to - when we, ah, broke out of the camp.ā
That deserved at least the effort of a little attention. You shifted so you could see him better but you were too comfy to peel yourself off Butcherās warm chest, You let a warm smile light your face. āThanks, Hughie. Thatās really nice. Weāll be there in a little bit. I donāt mind warming it back up.ā
By that point, Terror had trotted across the room and he wiggled and barked at Hughie by the door, looking up at him expectantly.Ā
āOi, steady on boy, Iāll take ya out in a moā.ā You could feel the vibration of Billyās rumble from his chest.Ā
āIāll take him,ā Hughie offered. āIām cool with it.ā
āAye,ā Butcher relented. āMuch appreciated. Make sure the little bugger donāt get in ta anything.ā
āWill do,ā Hughie answered and then they were gone, shutting the door once more.
Billy shifted then, tugging you closer and you looked up at him, your eyes meeting his hazel in the soft morning light.
For a man who always had a quip or a crude joke ready, words suddenly seemed to feel very unnecessary when you were together like this.
His gaze dropped to your lips, just for a second, before flicking back up to your eyes and his fingers pressed just a little harder into your skin as if he couldn't help it.
The silence settled between you until finally, with a pleased smirk, he leaned in and closed the gap.
You moaned gratefully when his mouth met yours, and Butcher groaned, deep and guttural, as rolled over to pin you against the mattress.
His tongue slid against yours demanding and sultry, and he yanked you impossibly closer while his other tangled in your hair, gripping hard enough to make you gasp into his mouth.
Butcher kissed like he fought: relentless, dominant, all-consuming. Every nip of teeth, every swipe of his tongue was a claim, like he could brand the taste of himself onto your lips if he just took enough.
Your hand slid to the nape of his neck and you threaded your fingers into his hair. Heat spread through you like wildfire and you and you tried to kick the blankets away. You only wanted to feel him.
He noticed you kicking, felt the sudden movement of your hips, and that was enough.
The blankets hit the floor in a tangled pile as he slid over you, caging you against the sheets. His body was a solid wall of muscle pressing you into the mattress, hard and warm and everywhere all at once.
āShould we see if we can do better, luv?ā Butcher grinned mischievously.Ā
He didnāt give you a chance to respond as he shifted his mouth down to your jaw, your neck, the curve of your collarbone, nipping, leaving marks he knew damn well would be visible to everyone.
When he slotted one knee between your thighs, you pulled him closer, a breathy, wanton sigh escaping.Ā
His hands roamed everywhere, rough and hungry, claiming every inch like he was trying to memorize you with touch alone after too much time without your skin beneath his hands.
āBillyā¦ā you moaned his name, writhing beneath his weight as he made your body come alive for him.
The sound of his name on your lips was damn near intoxicating. He groaned against your skin, hands tracing a rough trail down your body.
Every little sound you made was like gasoline on a fire: the quiet moans, the way your hips arched into his, the breathless pleading of his name. It pushed him further, deeper into the need to touch you, taste you, take you.
He lifted his head just enough to look down at you, breathless and wild.
"Say it again."
āBilly,āā you panted.
His name on your lips, again, raw and just for him, had his grip tightening on your hip, his fingers digging in deep enough to leave bruises.
āFuckinā perfect,ā he groaned, the words barely discernible. His teeth grazed your earlobe as he tugged, sharp and claiming, before his mouth crashed back down on yours.
The kiss was filthy, all tongue and teeth, and when he finally pulled back for air, he was breathing just as hard as you were.
āCanāt get enough of that sound, luv.ā
You shivered at his rough voice, sliding your fingers through his hair as you met his gaze again.Ā
His hand found your bare thighs, rough and hot against your skin. That soft gasp from your lips was all the invitation he needed and his fingers squeezed just enough.
"Perfect," he growled, mouth against your neck. "God, you're perfect, love."
His hand slid up to cup your breast and his thumb dragged over your nipple in slow, deliberate circles, just enough pressure to make your back arch, just enough friction to steal your breath.
Then his lips were there, hot and wet against your ear, voice raw with honesty.
āFuckinā missed you so much thought I were gonna lose me mind.ā
A nip of teeth. Another rough stroke of his thumb.
"Every curve, every sound, every inch of this body, fuck." His voice dropped to pure gravel.
"Know what you do to me?"
āShow me.ā
A low, dangerous noise tore from his throat at your words, half growl, half groan, before his hand slid down your body with purpose.
His fingers trailed over your stomach, your hip, finally, finally, dipping between your thighs to find you already soaked for him.
"Like that?" he rasped, pressing one thick finger against your entrance, not pushing in yet, just teasing, just letting you feel it.
"Or like this?"
His calloused thumb circled your clit, slow, torturous, as his teeth sank into the soft skin of your neck.
A desperate cry left your throat before you could control it, your body rocking into his hand as pleasure flooded through you.
That cry, fuck, that sound, had his cock throbbing. He swallowed it with a kiss, as he finally slipped one thick finger inside you, curling it just right.
"Fuck," he muttered against your lips when you clenched around him.
His thumb kept working your clit in rough circles while the other hand braced beside your head, boxing you in completely, trapped under him and loving it.
āBillyā¦fuckā¦ā you moaned, already close. His hands were fucking magic, but now you wanted his cock. āBillyā¦need youā¦ā
His name on your lips like a prayer, begging for him, was the sexiest fucking thing heād ever heard. "Got you," he growled, adding a second finger, stretching you as his thumb pressed harder on your clit, making you clench around him.
He kissed down your throat, biting at the column of it. "Come for me first, pet. Wanna watch."
Ā A needy whimper turned into a desperate cry that seemed to echo in the room. Even his low rough voice gave you pleasure. Tightening you fingers in his hair, you arched your back, spreading your thighs further apart, just wanting more of him.
He felt the shift in your body like a live wire, and your thighs spreading wider for him⦠He took it as an invitation.
He doubled down; his fingers pistoned harder inside you, curling just right on every thrust while his thumb rubbed rough circles over your swollen clit. His mouth latched onto the exposed column of your throat, sucking hard enough to bruise.
"Right there," he rasped against damp skin, feeling you tighten around him.
It only took another moment before you were coming hard, crying out, moaning, nearly sobbing. Your body clamped down tight, pulsing and trembling and the second you clenched around his fingers, Butcher lost it.
A feral sound ripped from his chest as he rode out your orgasm with relentless strokes, drawing every last tremor and whimper from you with insistent strokes.
"Bloody gorgeous," he muttered through gritted teeth before finally slowing to gentle pumps as the waves subsided. His lips found yours again in a searing kiss, messy and hungry, tasting the salt of your tears on your cheeks.
You pressed your thighs together as overstimulation took you for a moment and your body was still trembling and you clung to him. āI havenāt come that hard in a long time,ā you mumbled, still trying to catch your breath.
Billy chuckled, low and smug, but warm as he admired your flushed skin, and savored the way you clung to him like a lifeline.
"Good," he murmured against your temple, pressing a kiss there before he suddenly flipped you onto your tummy and his hand came down on your ass cheek with a crack - not too harsh, but just enough to sting.
āMy turn,ā he rumbled; all you could do was moan eagerly in reply.
~*~*~*~
season 5 alternate ending
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Free use! reader x butcher ?
FREE USE WITH BILLY BUTCHER starts off slow. Itās probably your idea, cause you just want him to feel good all the time. Whether he has the energy to ask for it or not. Heāll come home to you tired; youāre in bed, almost asleep, and he just slips in from behind.
āFuckinā soaked!ā
āAlways for you, Butcher.ā
He thrusts hard, deep, until he comes inside you. He leaves himself inserted and you both fall asleep.
The next morning, heāll catch you making breakfast in nothing but his shirt from the other night, and he just slips in. You moan, truly not expecting it. Though, you really should start expecting it. This was your life now.
āMorning.ā
He shushes you, āNo talking, just fucking.ā
You nod. He plays with your clit til youāre biting your lip and you come. He comes immediately after you. He pulls out and smiles when he sees the come start dripping down your inner thighs. He slaps your ass then takes a seat at the dinner table.
It slowly gets more and more intense.
Youāll be watching TV, just snuggling on the couch, almost asleep. And, out of the blue, heāll pull his dick out, bring you into his lap (your back facing him, so you can still watch TV. Heās considerate like that.) and enters you quickly. You moan as your warm cunt flutters around him. Every time he enters you, youāre reminded how fucking huge he is. Itās somehow a surprise every time.
He plays with your clit; pinching it, twisting it, flicking it, til heās got you coming. One orgasm after another. Heās holding back though. He wants you cock warming him, he wants you stretched for as long as he can stand.
And he lasts a long fucking time. You lose track of time, youāre so come drunk, cock dumb. Youāre mumbling incoherently; saying youāre sensitive, you canāt take another orgasm, heās too big, youāre too stretched.
He ignores you. And just when you think heās winding down, he thrusts into you violently til he comes. Letting out a guttural moan.
āYouāre so fucking good to me, love.ā
āIām all yours. As long as you want to use me, as much as you want me. Whenever, wherever.ā Youāve given him the spiel before, but you love how he moans when you remind him.
He loves you, and you both know it. You love him more than anything, and you love pleasuring him.

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imagine being butcherās younger gf and him making you call him daddy ( I need that man heās so fine afjajjfkaks )
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And you know heād fucking love it.
There was no subtly when it came to his title, ever since he saw your cheeks and the tips of your ears turn bright red when he said āDaddyās homeā he was taking it in stride, to make you squirm and to boost his ego.
Heād come home, finding you lounging on the couch with a welcoming grin on your lips. No time wasted in leaning over you to pepper your face in kisses, feeling the delicious scratch of his beard.
āMm⦠aināt you a sight for sore eyes.ā Heād mutter, moving his mouth to suck onto your neck- grinning against it as he hears your breath hitch.
āMissed you, Billyā¦ā
āNuh uh⦠not Billy sweetheart.ā Heād tease, tilting your chin up to hold your gaze.
āWhatās my name?ā
Youād blush, your body tingling with excitement of whatās to comeā¦
āā¦daddy.ā
āThaaats it, good girlā¦ā
And then of course, when his cock was driving into you- he couldnāt hold back his filthy mouth.
āDaddyās cock feels good donāt it, sweetheart? Cmon, tell me how fuckinā good it is.ā
And when youād moan out incoherent words, all fucked dumb from his cock heād just taunt you even more.
āAw⦠canāt even speak.ā Heād tut, tugging your hair. āSuch a dirty little thing for daddy⦠fuck- I love this pretty pussy, my own little toy.ā
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Pairing: Billy Butcher x You (Reader) ||Ā Rating: Explicit ||Ā WordĀ Count: 1.7k ||Ā Link to Part 2 (WIP!) || BeYoursBB FIC MASTERLIST
Summary: Butcher hates an online only arrangement.
Author's Note: Can't believe it's been 3 YEARS since I've written for my Billy Butcher Sugar Daddy series!! I've enjoyed SO many new stories, drabbles, and authors since The Boys ended that I've been super excited to write again. Let me know your thoughts! Likes, dislikes, suggestions to add / eliminate / change? Thank you!
Warnings: hopefully this is obvious but sugar daddy / daddy kink (the name daddy is used 3 times), age gap (implied, not specified), rough oral sex (male receiving) with a safe signal, swearing, lil praise kink
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It was a rare evening out for you, and though you had fun with your friends at a late dinner, you were definitely happy to skip on the dessert after and head back home. As you walked back to your car, your phone rang with a video call. It was certainly an odd hour for that, which meant it could only be one person. Walking briskly, you accepted the call as soon as you plopped into the driverās seat, unsure what to expect.
āSo this is what Daddy's money gets?ā Butcherās greeting was more of a comment than a question. You noticed his hazel eyes glance around his surroundings for a second, before he held his phone at a wider angle so you could see the background.Ā Ā
Your eyes narrowed, squinting at your phone screen.Ā
āAre you in my fucking apartment?ā you asked in disbelief. You barely heard him chuckle before you tossed your phone in a cupholder and fired up the motor.
Butcherās two fingers are all he needs to make you beg for more. He loves how you squirm as soon as he flicks your clit. Your wet slick greets him. Your warm, tight walls hug his thick fingers. His fingers curl and hit all the right spots. He doesnāt pull them out when you reach climax.
The pulsing sensation of your clenched walls after your orgasm is Butcherās favorite. He slathers your wetness onto his twitching, hard cock. You can see his pre-cum mixed with your slick. He doesnāt need lubricant, especially when itās your peak season. His cock now glistens with your ecstasy and his own.
Butcherās tip lightly taps your clit, strings of slick visible once more. The plapping sounds are music to his ears as he slowly drags his full length from your entrance to your clit. Itās not in yet, but you canāt help yourself. A needy whimper escapes your lips as you beg him to put it in, your hips lifting in silent invitation.
Not yet
A smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth as he watches your frustration grow. Heās in no hurry. Tonight, heās going to make you wait for every inch.
āCome on, make a mess out of himā
ā“ā“ā“ā“ā¹ź®ŗĖ ā“ā“ā“ā“ā“ā¹Ė ā“ā“ā“ā“Ėą³ ā“ā“
Having thoughts right nowā
Butcher hitting it from the back and his arms got you in a headlock. His beard scratching your neck and his breath in your ear as he grunts and mumbles incoherently. His tummy fitting perfectly against your back and since heās already so heavy, so he uses all his weight on top of you to keep you pinned down in one spot so you canāt move. Using as much force in his hips to fuck you and the slapping noise is so wet itās making your thighs a mess.
Yeahā¦eepy thoughtsšāāļø
AGHHH I LOVE THIS. I NEED NEED NEED IT
He's so big, he literally covers your entire body with his own. He's mean with it too, talks hella shit in your ear while he's fucking you. His arm is around your neck keeping you in place. Every time you try to move even slightly his other hand grips your waist tighter, pulling you back into his grasp. He'll deadass laugh at any attempts you make to whine, mock your moans too. It's even worse if you're bratty because he'll stick two of his large fingers past your lips and make you suck on them. He'll have you leaking against the bedsheets, edging you over and over again until he cums. Only then are you able to. Maybe
Can I have a smutty dictionary? Or a list of smutty words?
Sure! Now, this is definitely incomplete; these are the ones I use most often. If you have any to add, please do!
āThe Smut Writerās Dictionaryā
Arousal/Anticipation
hot
warm
burn
ache
heat
swell
red/pink flush
roil
dizzy
foggy
rush of [heat, for example]
heavy
heady
intoxicating
thick [air/atmosphere]
thrum
ignite
desire
pulse quickened
tempt
tantalizing
throb
excite
prickle
tingle
turn on
What People Look Like
disheveled
blissed out
eyes glazed over
eyes rolled back in head
flushed
sweaty
glistening
mouth open
eyes closed
General Movement
clutch
crawl
slap
swat
smack
nuzzle
fidget
squirm
fast
slow
lift
fold
embrace
melt into/against
bend
shove
wiggle
wriggle
tuck
glide
clenching/unclenching
General Touching
caress
graze
brush
stimulate
flick
massage
skim
drag
shiver
goosebumps
flutter
grope
fondle
pet
pleasure [as in: pleasured himself]
nudge
stroke
feather-light
tease
probe
wander
knead
capture
grip
Kissing/Rimming
suck
biteĀ
nibble
lick
slide
wet
flick tongue at/against
bite
bury [his face] in
ravish
dip [tongue into]
weave lips together
capture [his] lips
press a kiss against
drop a kiss to [body part]
Noises
grunt
growl
moan
groan
sigh
breath hitching
gasp
sharp intake of breath
exhale
cry
keen
whimper
whine
hoarse
ragged
garbled
strangled
croak
shout
Verbs for Speaking
breathe
whisper
sigh
gasp
groan
moan
grunt
growl
order
snap
spat
cry
murmur
mumble
beg
whimper
whine
croak
Preparation
finger
open [himself] up
work [himself] open
pump [fingers/toy] in and out
spread
shove
slick/slicken
lubed [himself] up
Blow Job
lick
suck
envelop
wet
mouth at [something]
slobber
dripping
flick tongue at/against
blow
drool
Hand Job/Masturbation
pump
twist
squeeze
rub
fondle
cup
stroke
palm
tap
grip
Dry Humping
grind
rub
rock
hump
roll hips together/against
Fucking
push in
press in/against
slide in
breach
pop in
bury [himself] in/into/inside
in to the hilt
penetrate
sink down on
split open
tight
fill
roll
thrust
drive
pound
rock
bounce
buck
slam
meld
frantic
fuse
pace [fast or slow, for example]
clench
grind
Orgasm/Words for Feeling Pleasure
come/cum
climax
peak
topple over
fall over
tumble over
let go
spill
contract
convulse
writhe
quiver
shiver
shudder
shoot
tremble
ejaculate
pulse
pulsate
twitch
arch [his back]
blissed out
spasm
burst
reeling
throb
tremor
ecstasy
swallow
shockwaves
release
spurt
jerk
Taste
tangy
sweet
bitter
salty
Smell
musky
heady
intoxicating
tangy
sweet
Cooldown/Cleanup
sticky
sweaty
glistening
chest heaving
wipe
dab
wash
spent
soften
flagged [as in: his cock flagged]
fulfilled
satisfied
left reeling
cuddle
snuggle
plaster [as in: plastered themselves together OR plastered to each otherās side]
flop around
boneless
limp
Words to Describe Cock
cock
dick
shaft
tip
ridge
hard
firm
glisten
thick
length
red
flushed
engorged
throbbing
quivering
twitching
Words to Describe Feelings/Touches/Movements/Sensations
gentle
soft
rough
hard
fervidĀ
feverish
fervor
passionate
vulnerable
exposed
sensual
silky
fleeting
prickle
tingle
tender
warm
electric
spark
Misc. Smutty Words and Phrases
with abandon
need
want
overcome
erupt in [goosebumps, for example]
pliant
viscous
erotic
long for
yearn
yield
urge
bloom [as in: color bloomed across his cheeks]
intimate
relax
vigorous
thrill

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Explicit/16+ - biting, blood kink, dry humping, cumming in pants, overstimulation, you're feral and Butcher loves it
You spilled a little water on the floor while doing the dishes. A simple, normal thing. Somehow Butcher even made that dirty.
You grabbed some paper towels when the water splashed back at you while scrubbing a particularly stubborn frying pan, getting down on your knees to mop it all up.
By the time you were finished, you turned around to see Butcher standing over you, arms crossed, smirk ever present.
You froze. He was making some smart-ass comment about you looking good from that angle, but all you could think was the same, about him.
Your eyes zeroed in on his arms, more precisely, the veins running over the muscle. Without thought, you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, biting hard enough you almost bled.
"Y'alright, luv?" His voice pulled you back to the world "What, y'need somethin' t' bite onta'?"
You nodded, hands reaching out before you could stop yourself. Your palms hooked under the backs of his knees, knocking him down onto the floor with a thud.
"Oi! What the fuck was tha' for?!"
You didn't answer, moving on top of him in a second, teeth sinking down into his forearm, sucking and biting your ownership all over him.
He just stared, the pain stinging deliciously before he chuckled, his other arm against the floor, holding himself up.
"Y're just a feral lil thing, ain't 'cha?"
You nodded again, this time with your mouth over his skin.
He smirked, pleased with himself, and you of course.
Just as he opened his mouth to make another snide remark, you threw one of your legs over his, positioning yourself over him, grinding down without thinking.
You dragged your hips up and down his leg slowly at first, relieving the aching tension, before you got really desperate, rutting against him.
Your hand clambered to his pants, palming the considerable bulge in them.
His hand fisted in your hair, pressing you down harder, a metallic taste dancing over your tongue. Almost any other time, you would've checked to make sure he was okay, stopped yourself, something, but now? You couldn't care less, and neither could he.
You worked him up fast, the pain and pleasure mixing inside, hips bucking up to chase his high.
Somehow, you came in perfect time together, a wet mess spreading over both of you.
You kept going though, slower, edging both yourself and Butcher into blissful overstimulation, twitching pathetically.
"Fuck, luv" He let his head fall back against the tiles, breath coming in heavy "Makin' me feel like a damned teenager, cumming in m' pants an' all"
You finally pulled off, jaw starting to ache as you slid up, head resting against his shoulder.
"Mhm" You muttered hazily, licking your lips, teeth attaching to his neck now, lazy, comfortable.
"M' dumb little bunny" He hummed, arm wrapped around you, eyes flicking to the little dribbles of red as you spread it over his neck too, lips stained in him.
Obscene.
Billy Butcher X F! Reader
A/N: first time writing for butcher, thought this would be cute. this is sorta like a flower in the hand of a gorilla thing, but i think he could learn to be gentle in some ways. enjoy, reblog + comments are always appreciated!
Tags: fingering, spit play, cunnilingus, oral (f receiving), slightly ooc so just go with it
Wordcount: ~0.7k
there is actually nothing sexier than making someone get themselves off in front of you. seeing them blush and feeling their embarrassment and unease slowly melt away as pleasure starts taking over their body. switching back and forth between getting lost in it and remembering you're there, taking a peek up at you to see you watching intently. making themselves cum in a way they've rehearsed thousands of times before but fully on display in front of you. it's one of the most intimate and arousing things ever
s/o to my bf š
for fucking me like billy butcher would šš
Do you ever imagine how his cock looks? Because, yeah, I do.
No, not at allā¦just kidding UMMM YES!!! Wait?! Are there people who donāt?!
nsfw under the cutā¦
Whenever my mind goes there all I can think about is begging to get on my knees for him. Listen, Iām a tough, strong mama bear but I want to make him feel good. Like really good.

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Since your āhis hands are so bigā postā¦I canāt unsee it. Any scene in the boys (watching rn) or pic, gif I see of him, I look at those handsā¦fingers. So I hate youā¦but also, THANK YOU - I am ruined forever and I like it! š„²
Ohhh my deepest apologies and youāre welcommmmee! But like. They are so so so big! I canāt stop thinking about them on meā¦
nsfw below the cutā¦
i want a mean butcher who just brings out the absolute worst in you. your relationship is a series of definitely-not-sober hookups and maybe hitting a diner after.
he wonāt put a label on what you two have, but billy doesnāt want you seeing anybody else either, to the point of him monopolizing your time under the guise of taking down vought. he feeds you booze and greasy breakfasts because heās too scared to fully commit after becca but still craves intimacyānot that heād admit it. butcher might give it away in the way he looks at you in the hazy sex afterglowābut actually saying it is a whole different thing.
butcher craves the fighting and the heat of your anger directed at him. while billy somewhat wants you to leave for your sake, heās so gnarled up that heāll selfishly drag you down with him just for the company.