Skipping Lessons Together Is Another Type Of Intimacy

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𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚜; 𝚋.𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 ❥₊ ⊹

this was bound to happen; your wrists tied to the headboard in a pretty pink bow. tits in the air. feet sliding on the silky bedsheets as the anticipation of what came next ate you alive. you listened for any signs of movements but she was quiet. far too quiet for you to decipher her next move. when she entered the room, you caught your breath. the sight of her naked frame made your insides churn. you almost hadn't noticed the thing in her hand. it looked eerily similar to the tie that suspended your arms above your head.

𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 "did i forget to mention this?" she asked in a teasing voice as she held the silky fabric in front of her face giving you the opportunity to digest the newly revealed information. "you won't be able to see," she added with a cheeky smile. the look of satisfaction on her face was engraved in your mind as she planted a knee on the mattress leaning over your body. fingers delicately tying the blindfold.

you couldn't see but you could feel her warm breath near your neck. you cleared your throat. your fingers wrapping around the fabric that held you in place. the little piece of ribbon that you willfully surrendered to.

"let's test a theory-" she was so close to your ear you could hear every shift in her voice. "-is it true that your other senses are heightened when you're unable to see?" she posed the question like a hypothesis. if her hands weren't resting on your waist, you would've thought she'd be scratching her chin and squinting her eyes inquisitively.

your lips hung open as if you were going to say something but nothing came out. instead you were met with a soft touch. a soft kiss. a soft caress on your cheek. a soft kiss on your forehead as she pulled on the tie making sure you were secure. you weren't going anywhere. not that you'd want to.

𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 you felt the weight of her body leave the bed and whimpered at her absence. "i'm right here," she murmured with a snicker. you were so desperate and she was only a few inches away grabbing whatever it is she'd prepared unbeknownst to you. you'd only come to the agreement that you wanted to be tied up, everything else was just a thrilling bonus.

"open your mouth," she instructed. you were startled by the sound of her voice. lost in your imagination, conjuring up all sorts of scenarios and possibilities. your lips parted and she snarled. "wider," she teased holding your chin, opening your mouth until she could see your teeth. your tongue subconsciously slipped out.

"good girl," she whispered and something about those two words put together shook you to the core. you shivered and felt a familiar tingle between your legs. pressing your thighs together, you stuck your tongue out further. flinching when you felt something cold.

"don't bite," her voice was low. you could tell she was hovering near, staring at your tongue. it moved tentatively licking whatever it is she held in her hand. you could feel a prickly sensation on your tongue but the creaminess coated your buds. when she instructed you swallow, the delightful sweetness of whip cream ran down your throat.

"whip cream," you said as if she'd reward you for it.

"good," she smiled. now that you knew what she'd fed you, you made out the sound of the pressurized can, the swishing and swirling of foam. she was pouring it on something and it wasn't her hand. you could still feel the texture on your tongue.

"open," she said once again and you did as you were told without hesitation.

"suck it," she smirked when your tongue shook at the contact. the whip cream coated your lips as you closed your mouth around it, blindly sucking on whatever it was she'd placed in your mouth. "don't bite," she cooed and you hummed pulled your head back sucking on the bulbous treat. you moaned when she pressed the tip of it along your top lip then your bottom lip like she was applying lip gloss. you couldn't see her thumb digging into the fruit, but you could taste its juice. it trickled down your chin. a strawberry. rosy and sweet.

"oh-" you gasped when you felt her wet tongue on your jaw licking up to your lips where the strawberry rested near the corner of your mouth. she bit the fruit and its ripeness coated your lips. you parted them absentmindedly allowing her to place the strawberry in your mouth. you bit into it slowly. positive that she was analyzing the way your lips wrapped around the fruit. the way your lips reflected the shine of its sticky sweetness.

billie's thumb ran along your bottom lip; fragrant and not gentle. she sat and finished the strawberry as she used her thumb to open your mouth again. it slipped between your lips until you were sucking seductively. tongue swirling on her digit. cheeks hallowing. she pulled out when she stopped chewing and tapped your cheek with the palm of her hand before leaving you in darkness once again.

𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 it felt like an eternity. no sound. no movement. not until you heard her feet tapping on the floor and the door close behind her. a whimper left your body when you felt something cold on your chest. it traced the curve of your left breast, trailing across your supple skin until the chill stung your sensitive bud. you shivered both from the cold sensation and the pleasurable tingles rippling through your body. she held the ice cube with her thumb and index finger swirling it around your hardened nipple. the heat of your body melted the ice almost instantly. the droplets of water trickled down your breast disappearing somewhere in the bedsheets below your shivering frame.

"oh my god-" you gasped softly when you felt her warm tongue on your nipple. the contrast was marvelous. her tongue moved so slowly, so softly. her lips wrapped around your bud as she suckled tenderly. her tongue pressed down on your nipple; her hand palmed your neglected breast. her touch was firm, fingers digging into your skin. she squeezed, fingers opening and closing around your breast as her tongue flicked your nipple.

every sensation from every touch sent you into orbit. forced to have your eyes closed, you could only picture how she looked attached to your nipple. you could could imagine her eyes closed and lost in the moment. you couldn't see her but you could feel her hand trailing down the side of your body. fingernails grazing your skin. she rested her hand on your hip pushing you into the mattress as her teeth gently bit on your nipple.

you moaned loudly lifting your chest, parting your thighs. you could almost feel her smile with satisfaction on your breast. her hand slithered between your legs and you whimpered at her warm touch so unlike the ice cube she'd used earlier. her fingers slid between your folds. wet was an understatement. she spread your sweetness, her mouth still attached to your nipple. nose pressed on your skin breathing heavily as you coated her fingers with your arousal.

her lips followed an invisible trail down the valley of your breasts, your torso, your navel, until she was resting comfortably between your legs. you wished you could see her. you wished you could dig your hands into her hair and push her face into your cunt. you settled for raising your hips, the only thing you could really do to invite her in; to let her know you were ready for her but she wasn't quite ready for you yet. she was mesmerized by the glistening between your legs. she was loving the way you stuck to her fingers. the way you webbed on her digits as she pulled them away. she gathered you on her fingers and you felt her move again.

"open," she whispered. you did as you were told. lips wrapping around her fingers. you hummed at the taste. salty. sweet. you. she groaned as you licked her fingers clean pulling away before disappearing again. you lifted your chest and whimpered. fingers unfurling from the fists you'd absentmindedly formed. you lifted your legs, planting your feet on the mattress.

sight. taste. touch; you went down the list of senses waiting for her return. just two more variables to test and the anticipation was killing you.

𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚕 the mattress sank. her hands grabbed your legs. she parted them. you felt the tip of something familiar. you felt her push through your folds. she filled you up with a long dragged movement. you could pick out her strap from a line up. your body knew how to form to its shape. she knew when to stop and give you time to adjust and you knew how to lift your hips and silently beg for more.

her hand dug into your thighs pressing you down into the mattress until she filled you to the brim. until the dildo disappeared inside your pussy. she snarled with satisfaction and brought her body down, pressed against yours.

she was wearing her new perfume. your senses were so heightened, you could almost taste it as her neck brushed your lips. she'd spent months working on it. you'd smelt every version and she was right, with one of your senses lacking the smell of the perfume was amplified. you could practically make out every note.

she hovered near your ear breathing heavily as she held your thighs pressing her pelvis against yours. her hips were moving but she wasn't thrusting. not until you lifted your hips and begged once again.

you drowned in her scent as she moved. pulling out and pounding into you. steadily but mercilessly. you wanted to tear away from the tie. you wanted to dig your fingernails into her back. you groaned and she grunted looking up at your fingers curling and uncurling desperately. her gaze moved down to your parted lips. the outline of your teeth was imprinted to your bottom lip. she could almost make out your expression under the blindfold; furrowed brows and scrunched nose.

𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 she held the back of your head. her lips sticking to your ear as she moaned with each thrust. you could hear the fluctuation of her moans. the breathy ones drove you mad. the whimpering ones sent you over the edge. she was fucking you into the mattress but her moans made you feel like you were doing the opposite. she knew it brought you closer to tipping over the edge when she was vocal. you listened to every sound. enchanted and under her spell. each sound invoked a different reaction. your back arched, your toes curled, your lips parted, your nipples hard.

the sound of skin slapping only added to the sensual atmosphere. you were so fucking close you were chanting it like an incantation. she wasn't acknowledging your pleas, she was still moaning in your ear and moving her hips without a sign of stopping.

"please," you pleaded fisting the knot that held you down. your voice was spent. you were panting and out of breath. her moans were shaky and her thrusts were hard until finally you heard your favorite words.

"cum for me," she whispered and you listened to a desperation in her voice that hadn’t been there all night. you wouldn't have noticed it if you hadn't been listening to her commands carefully. your orgasm hit you deep, twisting your insides. you were unfurling under her touch. heeding to her demands.

the feeling thrashed through your body. intense and fervent. the pressure that'd built over the course of what felt like hours burst in a matter of seconds. you were convulsing. panting her name through every shudder and twitch. she held her hand at the side of your neck feeling your pulse on her palm. your breathing was jagged as her other hand slowly peeled the blindfold from your face instantly noticing the tears at the corners of your eyes.

"i'm okay," you whispered nodding reassuringly when you noticed her brows raise through your blurry vision. a small smile formed on your lips as you struggled to steady your breathing. her thumb wiped the corner of your eyes and they fluttered closed coming down from your high.

"so," she whispered cupping your cheek, "was the theory right?" she chuckled as your smile spread wider and your eyes struggled to stay open. you were flushed and breathless as she untied the fabric that held you to the bed frame. you groaned contently.

"i'd say so," you hummed as she looked down at you with relief. her fingers tenderly massaged your wrists. you flinched as she brought your arms down to the side of your body but you couldn't resist the urge to wrap them around her shoulders instead, pulling her down. you needed to do more than smell and hear her, you wanted to touch her just as much. you wanted to feel her. you wanted to trace her curves and god you were dying to get your hands in her hair.

your fingers tangled in her strands pressing your lips on hers sloppily. your tongues tussled. body pinned down on yours. limbs tangled as your lips connected and reconnected with fervor.

every sense craved her in ways you didn't know were possible. her voice. her touch. her scent. her taste. your eyes were enamored by this beautiful creature that laid on top of you kissing you like there was no tomorrow.

intro(-duction)!!𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི

(finaly doining this)

heyy, im melody, but mostly use mel

my blog is mostly shitpost and reposts. but im writing smth rn and hopefully if it wouldn't be horroble i will post it here

im autistic so it does mean sometimes i misinterprete shit(and also im just dumb ig)

if im writing smth its most likely to be angst(its my coping mechnism okay💔) also ig i'll only write for billie for now(im hyperfixated okay)

hte girl!!

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angst, girls, guitar, piano, writing(song, poem and fic), drawing, blue, arcane, rings, nana, girl in red, ashnikko, dogs, cats, nail polish, dark lipstick, lana del ray, eyelashes after crying, rain, billie eilish, plushies, band aids, cigaretts, reading, cigaretts after sex, lil peep, xxxtentacion, digital camera's, pinterest , spotify, i think you get the point

yay now im finally gonna get some sleep

wanna take myself out on a walk but being by myself is awkward

I don’t know what’s wrong with me I don’t know what’s wrong with me I don’t kno what’s wrong with me I don’t knw whts wrnf wth m I d ont kno wh t wr o ng with me

i love her so damn much but even if she liked me back id never date her to keep our friendship🩷

adore me, hold me and explore me, im so fuckin horny, tell me im the only only only onlyyy

to be honest im lk scared pf my ed its not even funny🩷 i will have a lot to talk about with my new therapist istg

i think i have one in almost every socials

my tumblr is my private secret account

౨ৎ top 5 woman canon events:

1. discovering Lana Del Rey

2. discovering Lana Del Rey

3. discovering Lana Del Rey

4. discovering Lana Del Rey

5. discovering Lana Del Rey