Pairing - Pilot!Billie x flight-attendant!Reader
Warnings - Gip Billie, creampie, tit play and idk what else hehe
A/n - Hope you gays enjoyyyy
The cockpit feels smaller than usual with Billie sitting in the captain's chair, her uniform crisp but her eyes anything but professional. She keeps glancing over at you as you double-check the safety cards and adjust the curtains, her gaze lingering on the curve of your hips every time you bend slightly. The pre-flight checklist sits forgotten on her lap.
"You always look so put together before we board," Billie says, her voice low and warm. "Makes it hard to focus on anything else."
You turn to face her, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks. "I could say the same about you in that uniform, Captain. But we should probably finish the checks before the passengers start arriving."
Billie leans back, one hand resting on the control while the other taps her thigh. Her cock is already starting to press noticeably against the fabric of her pants, the outline clear in the dim cockpit lighting. "The gates aren't open yet. We've got time. Come here for a second."
You step closer, the narrow space between the seats forcing you almost into her lap. Billie reaches out and brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, her fingers trailing down to your neck. "I've been thinking about this all day. About you."
"Billie..." you murmur, but you don't pull away. Her touch sends sparks through you. She pulls you gently down so you're straddling her thighs, facing her. Her hands settle on your waist, thumbs stroking slow circles. "Tell me to stop and I will. But I don't think you want that."
Your breath catches as she leans in and kisses you, soft at first, then deeper. Her tongue slides against yours while her hands slide lower, cupping your ass through your skirt. You can feel her cock hardening fully beneath you, thick and insistent. "I don't want you to stop," you whisper against her lips.
Billie groans quietly and shifts, freeing her cock from her pants. It's long and girthy, the head already glistening. She doesn't rush. Instead she kisses along your jaw, down your throat, while her fingers work open the buttons of your blouse one by one. "I've wanted to taste you for so long. Every time you walk past the cockpit door I imagine bending you over the console."
You help her push your blouse open, your bra following soon after. Billie takes one nipple into her mouth, sucking gently while her hand slips under your skirt. She finds your panties already damp and pushes them aside, stroking your pussy with two fingers in slow, teasing circles. "So wet already," she murmurs against your breast. "All for me?"
"Yes," you breathe, rocking against her hand. Billie keeps the pace unhurried, sliding one finger inside you, then two, curling them just right while her thumb circles your clit. Your hips move with her, chasing the building heat. She watches your face the whole time, eyes dark with want.
"I want to be inside you," Billie says after several long minutes of fingering you open. "Right here. Before anyone else gets on board."
You nod, lifting up just enough for her to line her cock up with your entrance. She pushes in slowly, inch by inch, stretching you around her thick length. Both of you moan at the sensation. "Fuck, you feel perfect," Billie whispers, gripping your hips. "Take your time. I want to feel every second of this."
You sink down until she's fully buried inside your pussy, then start to move. Billie meets you with steady thrusts, not too fast, letting the friction build gradually. Her hands roam your body—squeezing your tits, sliding up your back, pulling you down for more kisses. "Tell me how it feels," she urges between kisses.
"So good," you answer, voice shaky. "You're so deep."
Billie thrusts a little harder, the head of her cock rubbing against that sensitive spot inside you with every stroke. Sweat beads on her forehead as she watches where you're joined. "I could stay like this all day. Just you riding me in the cockpit."
The pace stays measured, both of you savoring every drag and push. Your clit grinds against her with each movement, pushing you closer. Billie reaches between you to rub it with her thumb, matching the rhythm of her hips. "Come for me," she whispers. "I want to feel your pussy squeeze my cock."
Your orgasm hits in rolling waves, your walls clenching around her. Billie groans and follows right after, burying herself deep as she cums. Thick squirt of her load fill you, hot and heavy, some already starting to leak out around her cock. She keeps you pressed close, kissing your neck while she pulses inside you.
After a moment she eases you up carefully. Her cum drips down your inner thighs as she helps you stand. Billie tucks your blouse back into your skirt with deliberate care, her fingers lingering at your waist. Then she slides her hand under the fabric again, cupping your ass and giving it a firm squeeze. "This isn't over," she says quietly, voice still rough. "Next layover, I'm taking my time with you. Maybe even in the hotel."
You smooth your skirt down, feeling her cum still warm inside you. "I might hold you to that, Captain."
Billie smiles, adjusting herself back into her pants. "Count on it. Now let's finish those checks."
