𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮. ♡

I noticed you're a little inactive/unmotivated at the moment but if you find the motivation pleeeeeeease make a fic about Bill's newest story in the bathtub. pleeease🧎‍♂️

★Relaxing bath★

TW: m!reader, taking a bath with bill, fluff, some teasing, a bit of touching, brief smut but not full on sex (sorry!), pet names like “Schatz”, set in a different location from the actual inspo cuz idk where he was

Between festival season and lots of other appearances and photo shoots bill found himself in his favorite hotel in Paris with his boyfriend for the weekend. The day had been spent cuddling and the two had gone out for dinner an hour earlier. But now as bill stood nude in the steamy bathroom, the large bathtub infront of him filling with water as he waited for his boyfriend to join him to take a bath together, something the two men hadn’t done in a long time.

Bill hummed and shed his bathrobe, stepping into the large tub and sinking into the warm, soothing water. There was a two small tables next to the bath, one held a few candles and the other held Bill’s phone, an ashtray, a pack of cigarettes, and a bag of lavender Epsom salt that bill had sprinkled in when starting the bath for that truly relaxed atmosphere. Bill grabbed his phone and made an Instagram reel, one with him holding a cigarette, still waiting for m/n to return with the wine.

When bill sat his phone down he heard footsteps and looked up to see his boyfriend entering a bathroom, two wine glasses in hand and his own bathrobe untied and barely covering anything as he approached and handed bill a glass of wine.

“Mmh I really do forget how much I love when we take baths together, I forget how handsome you really are under all of those clothes.” Bill practically purred, reaching out to tease a hand along m/n’s stomach as m/n chuckled and swatted Bill’s hand away lightly.

“Likewise, but you’re half naked most days and roam the house in only a thong so truly i can’t complain.” M/n hummed, leaning down to kiss Bill’s head before shedding his own robe and stepping into the tub aswell, sitting next to bill as he took a sip of wine.

The bathtub was large, big enough for probably four people to fit, but bill had booked a ‘lovers suite’ so it wasn’t very surprising how large the bathtub was. The water was warm and the room smelled of lavender and the vanilla scented candles bill had lit, along with a soft tinge of cigarettes from the lit cig in Bill’s hand. Usually m/n would scold bills smoking but tonight was a night to relax, not to argue.

M/n took one last sip of wine before setting it on the small table with Bill’s phone, humming and wrapping an arm around Bill’s waist to pull him closer for a kiss. Bill rolled his eyes and sat his glass down as well, accepting and reciprocating the kiss sweetly, letting a tiny bit of the lust seep through. The kiss got more and more heated between them before m/n’s hand sneaked between Bill’s legs and casually fondled Bill’s balls causing bill to pull back with a small mix of a gasp and squeal.

“M/n!” Bill whined, huffing when m/n laughed at him. “It’s not funny you asshole!”

“Oh c’mon bill just relax, you wanted to fuck earlier.” M/n hummed, bringing his hand up to gently rub Bill’s side.

“Please?” M/n pouted, giving bill puppy eyes until he obliged and kissed m/n again.

“Fine, but I don’t wanna do any work tonight.”

“Deal.” M/n murmured, pulling bill into a more passionate kiss as one hand gripped Bill’s waist and one rubbed Bill’s inner thigh, so much for just relaxing.

Sorry for taking so long on that request!And sorry it’s so short! I’ve been struggling to pump out bots and fics recently so please don’t be mad at me guys😓 love you guys!

A/N: If I made a fic about 2010 Tom face-fucking the reader, would y’all read…?😖🥺 ANYWAYS this was rushed asf- it’s basically the (Sub! Bill) fic I made but with Tom. (NOT PROOFREAD) (Sub! Tom x Fem reader)

(MDNI)

“B-Bitte Liebe”

Tom lets out a whimper, his body flush against yours as you straddle him, getting him all worked up before the last concert as you rub your clothed pussy against his clothed, throbbing cock. His forehead being covered in beads of sweat, but not just from the concert..

The big bad guitarists' eyes glazed over as slight tears threatened to slip over his waterline. You keep grinding your body on him as people outside continue to yell out how much minutes he had left, but could you help stopping at this point after seeing him on stage? Watching his fingers work on the guitar so expertly as the veins in his forearms slightly bulged? The panting you could hear from him as he strummed his guitar to the songs? Watching the beads of sweat slowly drip down his head after each performance? Watching him thrust into that damn guitar, bucking his hips up on it as he searched for you like a lost puppy in that big crowd with those big, beautiful brown eyes that are looking into yours right now helplessly begging to cum..?

Definitely not..

“Out in twenty, Tom!”

“S-Scheiße”

He mumbles. All this guitarist talking about was being such a tough guy in all those interviews. That whole demeanor being switched as you watched him whimper and whine under you, squirming and grabbing your hips as his solidified length twitched and yearned for more under those rough textured baggy jeans of his. His teary brown eyes looking into yours as you keep grinding on his clothed cock, gripping on his long dirty-blonde dreadlocks as you watch his words turn into pretty broken whimpers, your panties already being drenched from all the stage teasing, so why not get payback?  

“F-Fuck Liebe S-S’please” He whimpers

“You like that, hm? F-Fucking slut”

Poor Toms cock helplessly throbbing as he breathlessly looks up at you while pathetically trying to cover his whimpers, wanting nothing more than to just pull his pants down and watch you suck his pretty cock as he overflows your mouth with his cum, but he knew he didn't deserve it after all of that teasing. You watch him helplessly grip onto anything he can, his hands desperately wandering anywhere they can as he presses sloppy kisses and hickeys down your neck. A little wet stain of pre-cum staining his boxers, you couldn’t help but get even more turned on by the fact that he was such a little needy mess under you, hiding the fact he loved being degraded like the little slut he was. It just got him even more harder and whiny than he already was, already making a big sticky mess in his boxers.

“M-Ma please”

He mumbles, the poor boys voice trembling so cutely and pathetically, each barely coherent word turning into a desperate plea or breathy whimper into the crook of your neck as the poor boy attempts to pull his pants down, his fingers fumbling on the belt as you shove them away, his cock creating a prominent print on his baggy jeans as he lets out another needy whine,

“What did I tell you, hm? Ya’ think you deserve to fuck me?”

You coo into his ear, grinding slightly more aggressively on the poor, desperate boys cock. His eyebrows furrowing as pure lust and need fill his eyes.

“N-No.. J-J’s lemme cum p-please.. I-I’ll do anything”

He mumbles into your neck, little tears streaming down his cheeks as his breath hitches in the back of his throat, watching his bottom lip quiver as you start to place kisses on his lips, lolling your tongue around that sexy lip piercing of his in such a lewd way that he loved, his tongue dancing with yours in a sinful way as he bucks his hips up, rubbing and thrusting erratically between your legs, the poor guitarist unable to express his throbbing arousal as he lets out more moans and whimpers along with cut-off gasps, anxious to cum in his boxers as he whines, his needy grip on your hips getting tighter as his knuckles start turning white,

“Y’ wanna cum that badly, hm?”

“B-Bitte bring mich einfach zum Abspritzen, Ma” (“P-Please make me cum, Ma”)

“Tell me how badly you want it, Slut”

You mumble into the sensitive skin of his neck as he lets out a choked gasp, sloppily kissing you and bucking his hips up faster, rubbing them up between your legs, desperate to catch his release.

“I-I’m c-cumming!”

He chokes out, helplessly letting his hot cum burst out his cock, soaking his boxers as it ruptures through the fabric causing him to roll his eyes back and let out whiny cries, a satisfied and breathless look spreads on his face as his body goes completely limp under yours, fully spaced out in pleasure..

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