lourie

The Sun's rays were shining straight into my eyes, which was constantly interrupting my sleep as I finally decided to draw those wicked linen curtains, preventing the beams to even slightly illuminate the room. I yawned from lack of sleep.

The clock besides me definitely didn't lie: it was already 1 PM. Its weirdly calming tickling and the sound of air freshener humming somewhere were unfortunetly interrupted by slow footsteps. And I exactly knew their owner.

The closer he was coming I could almost vividly remember I did on him too last night.

"Hey.." My cheekbones flushed at the sound of his voice. But not in a 'I'm so nervous, he's so pretty..' way. It was rather a sound that made my brain activate a flight or fight response. I could feel the adrenaline pumping in my veins. But I knew I had to keep my composure.

I slowly turned around and I saw him. Once again. His smudged eyeliner almost hiding his eyebags, his black hair falling onto his slim shoulders and a red wine stain on his fitting black shirt.

"Hey" I answered casually, but we both knew it wasn't causal at all. Where from only knowing each other due to my my best friend we went to getting too intimate in her house. I wasn't even hungover, it was a completely conscious decision. Almost.

"Listen, I don't regret it, but I just wish it didn't.. happened" He said suddenly, lowering his voice as much as possible.

"Yeah, well, so just forget about it" I whispered and that was the moment he came closer to me. He smelled like his favorite cigarattes mixed with his scent and a bit of alcohol, but definitely not like he just showered. His long, veiny hand grabbed my chin. I didn't pull back. I just stayed, looking into his eyes, almost like two stars I could only think about.

"We both know we weren't that drunk, when we only had a bit of wine and champagne. You can't forget something like this" He said trough clenched teeth, but his expression suddenly became softer. His palms ran over my neck.

"Have you seen it?"

My eyes widened. I immediatelly ran away to the mirror. My neck was full of reddish spots that shouldn't suprise me. I could remember Bill sucking and biting almost every inch of it, like he wanted to taste my blood.

"Are you a vampire by any chance?" I was angry. Not at him, but at myself that I didn't stop him. 'Maybe we were that drunk? Maybe it were the cigarettes making us calmer?' He forced a smile at my words. I looked at his neck, but he had only a few hickeys of mine that could be easily hidden. I just exhaled and put my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes.

Bill tensed a little, but buried his hand in my hair, stroking my head gently.

"Hey, are you awake, guys?" My best friend's voice echoed trough the apartment. She freezed seeing us so close.

"Oh, sorry for interrupting.. whatever you are doing"

"Olivia.. I mean, hey" I almost stumbled at my own words. The wave of embarassment just crashed into me. I knew she noticed my hickeys, but she seemed.. calm about it.

"How long have you been awake? Are you hungry or something?" She asked too politely, like we were complete strangers. The tension was floating all around us.

"No.. no, I'm not, and you, Y/n?" Bill answered, turning his face to me.

"Yeah, me too" I nodded, faking a smile to Olivia and when Bill suddenly went to the bathroom without saying anything she immediatelly started asking questions.. to many questions. Questions muted for Bill because of the flowing water.

"What is this on your neck, Y/n? Hmm? Did you fucked him or so? What is going on? As your best friend I should know. When it happened? I knew you like each other!"

"Yes" I answered simply. "He kissed me"

Olivia glanced at my neck once again. "Just kissing?" A smirk appeared on her face. I was suprised she was so comfortable with that.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. He is your friend and now I made everything weird" I sat down on the chair besides us, hiding my face in my hands.

"First of all, you didn't. Second of all, he doesn't have his own brain? It's not your fault.. I mean nor his. Don't apologize" Her words heartened me, but I still felt guilty. I didn't know why but I had a hunch I did something wrong. Like I'm a little slut getting with someone I just met just because of their looks. Also with someone so famous like Bill Kaulitz. But he was so soft and charming. He was so cute when he was about to come in my mouth.

A door's creek end my daydreams and Bill emerged from behind the bathroom door and I realized he was even more etheral without his makeup.

"Tom, are you ready? Sheiße!" He shouted, as his twin brother yawned loudly.

"Ich komme, ja.. Calm down!" They were totally different. In the way they dressed, the way they carried themselves.. Tom in his baggy clothes, with a "player attitude" was nothing like Bill in tight fitting jeans and black eyeliner. Younger Kaulitz twin was definitely more androgynous, quite feminine..

"So be quick, because we need to leave!"

"Are you going already?" Olivia asked, getting up.

Bill turned his hazel eyes on her.

"Yeah, we have some interviewes today with the band. It was a nice break, but it has to be done" He answered casually. I was amazed by his sudden calmness. 'Maybe it was actually just a one night hit for him?' I couldn't take my eyes out of him. Every second was just a quiet wish of mine that his fingers will just slide into my hole once again, tasting my juices.

As he was drinking a leftover smoothie from Olivia's fridge the pulsing, warm sensation around my thights became aching. At that moment it hurt not to be touched. How pathetic I must had looked with hickeys all around my neck, staring at him like he's a ghost. 'I'm such a slut'.

I remembered the way he was whimpering while sliding deep inside me, rubbing my clit. I remembered the way he filled me up with his sweet cum. The way I felt like when I was orgasming on his slim fingers for the 3th time.

Suddenly I realized Olivia left and I stayed alone with Bill. I couldn't take it anymore.

"What now?" I whispered. "Don't suddenly act like you didn't ruin me last night"

"So you don't want to forget about it anymore?" His expression was calm as he took out his cellphone from his pocket and grabbed my hand.

"Give me your number" He ordered. It wasn't a question. He knew I wanted this. I needed it. I needed to know we are somehow connected. But was it enough? I typed my number and saved it on his phone, then gave it back to him, speechless. A smille appeared on his face.

He grabbed my chin and pulling me slightly on the dinner table besides us he smashed his lips with mine, his arousal was visible, a budge on his jeans rubbed gently against my covered pussy which made me moan quietly in pleasure, making the fabrics scuff.

He was so desperate, so sloppy and messy in his moves, wanting to make me cum again before going. Tom was packing up his stuff, listening to music on his headphones, completely unaware of what's going on in the kitchen, while Olivia was peacefully taking a shower. Flowing water muting everything. Every moan that slipped out of my mouth.

Bill finally slidded deep inside me, his cock leaking with precum. His thrusts were, again, messy and sloppy, all he wanted to reach the orgasm and watch me coming in him. Climax hit me almost right away, as he was filling me up with his cum which was one of the best feelings ever. He wiped our mixed juices, quickly helping me put on my pyjama pants.

"Fuck, Y/n" as I was sitting on the table he hugged me tightly, whispering into my ear and brushing my skin softly by his tongue. He was breathing heavily, slowly going on his knees to bury his face among my thights. I looked up, at the ceiling, and cursed under my breath.

"Call me tonight after the interviews" I spoke out, my palms trembling as I ran them over his head. His head lifted and our eyes met.

"I will" His hand made its way to my cheek, as we both heard Tom going out from the room. Bill immediatelly stepped aside.

"Where's Olivia?" His tongue brushing over his lip piercing.

"She's taking a shower. Doesn't even want to say goodbye to us!" He mocked her jokingly, coming closer to the bathroom door, knocking. "Come to us right know, we are leaving!"

"Oh, what? I have a meet and greet tonight, you can come if you wanna see me!" Olivia said, laughing, but then opened a door and hugged Bill, saying goodbye, the same with Tom.

"Bye, Tom, it was nice to meet you" I smiled to the dreadhead, but then locking my gaze on Bill. I felt like both his brother and Olivia were watching me wrapping my hands around his waist. Bill kissed my jawline quietly, so they couldn't notice that detail.

The doors behind the twins closed harshly, as Olivia smiled to me.

"Now, let's talk about what actually happen.. properly" She grabbed my hand in excitement and we headed to the kitchen.