Baby's First Ride

Pairing: Billie/Reader

Summary: On what feels like the hottest day ever, Billie helps Y/n take her mind off of it.

Content: established relationship, teasing, strap-on sex, riding.

For some reason, Billie liked it best when it was hot outside. Those unbearably hot days of Summer where sweat would form on your brow just five seconds after being outside and people wore little clothing. Not a single soul in the city went without the A/C on it, some sort of fan blowing — everyone except for Billie.

Soaring temperatures meant nothing to her, in fact she called it “nostalgic.” There was a gleam in her eyes as she talked about the dog days of summer that reminded her so much of childhood; those careless, lazy days. Y/n, on the other hand, didn’t hold those same feelings.

"I'm gonna die in here," she intends for her words to come out as playful, but instead Billie can hear how pissed she is.

It’s fucked up when she thinks about it, but she always liked seeing Y/n a little bit irked. She gets all flustered and she can never bring herself to look her in the eyes when she’s mad at her. She tries to fan herself off in a piss poor attempt to cool herself down.

“I would never let that happen, baby,” she retorts, looking away from her to focus on her phone instead of her.

“How are you going to help me if you die of a heat stroke, Billie? I don’t get why you’re like this,” she patronizes her.

Y/n did everything to try and make her budge the first time she learned of her inclination. Puppy eyes, kisses, and even offering to go down on her, yet still all of that failed. If Billie was one thing she's insistent on what she wants in this life — even if that’s to boil in this heat. Y/n was always curious about what goes on in her girlfriend's head, but this disuse of the A/C during the Summer is something she would never understand. She almost hated her for it. Y/n threatened to never come over to her house until October, yet here she is. That's why Billie ignored her complaining.

"C’mon, this is nothing, baby. You’ve been hotter before," Billie says, eyes fixated on the phone in her hands. A toothpick hangs loosely against her lip. She looked unbothered which pissed Y/n off even more.

"Yea 'cause you're used to shit like this. I'm not!"

"Aww, princess not used to a little heat," Billie knew all the buttons to press and she was really good at it. She had to pull her eyes away from her distraction to see the look on her face. She was met with a frown on Y/n's pretty little face. She did look hot, figuratively and literally. Billie could see the sweat glistening on her chest and it was another reminder of why she likes the heat. “Don’t pout,” she continues, reaching up to pinch her cheek in the most antagonizing way. “Do you want me to distract you?”

“Distract me?”

“Yeah, take your mind off of this heat. I know what I can do.”

Billie, always making something into a reckless game. Not many of Y/n’s friends liked Billie, but none of them knows what it’s like to look into her eyes and see unadulterated thrill. Maybe her first girlfriend should’ve been some nice, homely guy instead of this unapologetic spitfire that keeps her in the heat. One look into her eyes though and Y/n doesn’t give a damn about the heat.

“Come here, come closer,” Billie beckons her over. If this had been five minutes again then the heat would’ve made Y/n tell her ‘hell no’. Now, however, she’s crawling over to her on the bed.

She’s never been the dominant one in their relationship as evidenced by her lack of experience. Crawling on top of Billie like this gives her a sense of power she has craved. Billie placed her hand on Y/n's lower back to pull her body closer. She blames the heat for making her delirious.

Billie's lips begin to trail down Y/n's neck once she gets close enough. She could spend days right here, inhaling her scent, and just being this closer to her. She can feel Y/n shaking, but she wonders if she even knows herself how nervous she is. Her  hope is to not make Y/n uncomfortable, but she needs her so damn bad. Y/n's breath hitches when Billie presses one kiss to her neck. Y/n was giving her full control of her body and emotions. She gives her one kiss and then another until she’s sucking on her delicate skin. The little moans that slip past her pink lips thrill and motivate Billie. Everything she does wildly turns her on that it almost hurts. She likes the heat because she wishes their bodies could just melt together.

“I want you to ride me, Y/n.”

Y/n blinked at her a few times, and she must’ve found her expression silly because she laughed at her.

“I want you to ride me baby,” Billie repeats.

Y/n couldn't believe the words coming out of her girlfriend's mouth yet she shouldn't be so shocked. She had mentioned some time ago that she was sort of envious of how in control Billie was. She found her dominance to be so sexy that she wanted to feel like that, even if just for once. Billie would be on top or take her from behind. Relinquishing that control is foreign to her, but she loves Y/n enough to do it.

"Cmon, don't give me that. You're already on top of me... just slip your little panties to the side."

Billie could see her hesitating. Y/n suddenly stopped grinding against her, and her eyes were on anything but her. Now, when with the opportunity to grasp what she's always wanted, Y/n begins to feel vulnerable. But she couldn't wait for much longer, the ache between her legs was becoming too much.

"You sure honey?"

"Yes baby," a kiss to Y/n's jawline punctuates Billie's words. "Now hurry before I take those panties off for you."

Y/n giggles at the impatience. She lifted herself a little so she could push her panties to the side like she was asked to do. The tip of Billie's strap pokes at her now bare sex. Every time she's just a mirror a few inches from slipping into her, Y/n feels like her heart is going to stop. Billie guides herself to her entrance and down on the thick length.

"Easy baby," she warns.

The stretch is unlike anything Y/n has felt before. She gasps when Billie's only halfway inside, feeling full already. Her nails dig into her shoulder blade as she sinks even lower. The "good girl" Billie coos into her ear, is like gasoline to a fire. Her senses feel overworked, but she likes this. She never realized how long Billie's strap was.

Y/n lifts herself just slowly as she previously lowered herself. Billie's sweet 'easy baby' echoes in her head as she tries to remind herself not to do too much all at once. The initial sting from the stretch starts to subside and Y/n has a newfound confidence. She grabs Billie's shoulders with both hands and braces her.

Up. Down. Up. Down.

Y/n gets into a rhythm that becomes enjoyable for the both of them. Billie feels a sense of pride seeing her take control. She decided to make it easier for Y/n to ride her and lean back to prop herself up on her elbows. The change left her a little unsure of herself, but her cock felt too good that she couldn't stop herself.

"Lift your shirt. Let me see your pretty titties," Billie pauses until she finally gets what she wants. Y/n's tits fall out of her top while she rides, giving Billie the ultimate show."That's it baby...so beautiful."

Billie was damn near cooing at her; Y/n has never seen her like this before. For a second, she wondered if this is exactly how Billie felt when she was the one on top fucking her. Y/n also wonders if the adoration she holds is how she looks at Billie when she's the one beneath.

Her titties bounce along with her movement. Billie is enjoying the sight, even reaching up to toy with Y/n's soft flesh. Between that and the sound of their sweaty skin slapping together, Billie isn't sure how she can handle it.

"Keep going baby. Fuck — you're so sexy, you know that?"

Y/n picks up the pace as Billie breathlessly eggs her on. This was all for her pleasure, but god does Y/n love giving Billie something to get off to later. She's never felt so confident in her life. Billie begins to sloppily meet Y/n's thrusts, hitting her poor spot over and over again in the process.

"Billie!" she yelps. She feels so damn sensitive, but she can't stop meeting her girlfriend's rough thrusts. Y/n felt like she was going to explode at any second.

"Good girl! take what you want from me!"

In a surge of adrenaline, Y/n lays her hands flat on Billie's chest and fuck herself on her cock. Billie just lays there and watches her chase her high. A bit of sweat rolls down Y/n's breast and falls onto her stomach. Watching her tit  bounce with a face riddled with pleasure makes Billie want to lose her mind. She would love to pound into Y/n from behind while she cries into the mattress after this. Today is just too hot that she doesn't have another round in her.

"Billie! Hy shit I'n going to cum!"

Y/n can barely get those words out. Billie shows no signs of slowing down even as she creams around her strap. Where Y/n slows down, BIllie takes over fucking up into her while she rides out her orgasm.

"Baby," Y/n whimpers. The tip of Billie's cock poking still at Y/n's sweet spot sends a chill down her spine. She tapped her hand against Billie's thigh as a signal. If it was up to her, Billie would stay inside her girl. But she has teased Y/n enough. She shows her generosity by slowing down. She gives her one last thrust before coming to a complete stop.

It's like she comes back to reality when the two make eye contact. She can't believe that happened.

"Cmere," Billie says, with a smile that flashes a little bit of her teeth.

Y/n mimics her smile and lays her body down against Billie's. As she rests her head against her chest, she's lulled by the slow up and down of her breathing. Y/n is so smitten with her that she almost forgot that she hates her so much for loving the summer heat.