i’m literally about to walk into my job rn but i just thought about kissing billie’s tattoos…all of them
oh my god please what a dream
starting with her hand. you’re in bed. she’s on her phone. you take her hand in yours, caressing the sweet fairies with your thumb. billie is still on her phone scrolling through her feeds because it’s so normal for you to hold her, love her, kiss on her without any rhyme or reason.
you bring your lips to her hand, softly. one. two. three kisses on her hand.
then you’re carefully lifting up her shirt revealing her naked skin. her eilish tattoo shifting with her breathing. breasts bare cushioning the ink. you kiss near her rib and she smiles behind her phone screen, but you’re trapped in your own little world to notice. then you capture the tattoo with your lips, running your tongue along the words.
billie stirs and bucks her hips. your eyes are closed tasting her skin as your lips travel down her torso, her belly button, her hips. her shorts hang low. low enough you can see part of the dragon and cursive words. billie tugs at her waist band putting her phone down and you help slide off the shorts on the floor, discarding them on the floor.
your tongue spells out ‘hard & soft’, tip on her skin like ink on paper. swirls and swooshes until you’re back at her dragon and your lips kiss the top of its head tongue running down the slithering side of her thigh all the way to the end. then back up again feeling her stir under your touch. under your lips.
she whimpers and holds your head, but you’re quick with your movements and soon she’s face down. scratches down her back reminiscent of the ones you leave on her skin on multiple occasions. she whimpers again and stirs, head on the pillow. toes curling, thighs clenching, naked body expectant.
your thumbs dig into her thighs and your hands run up her body. little shocks of electricity spark everywhere you touch. when she feels your breathing near her neck, she hums and you smile kissing her shoulder. lips so careful and tender. so warm on her already scorching skin. grip tight on her hips as she ruts them desperately. your lips kiss down her back following the trail marked by her tattoo.
when she lifts her ass in the air, you slip a finger in her pussy then two. lips still kissing along her back. she moans. you breathe heavy on her skin. she moves her hips back fucking herself on your fingers. you push forward scattering small bites along her tattoo soothing the areas with your tongue. just two bodies enamored by each other’s touch.
