"Birthday Present" (Billy/Rachel, Glasgow, March 2006)
Title: Birthday Present
Authors: msilverstar and unstealthy
Pairing: Billy Boyd/Rachel Weisz
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This absolutely, definitely did not happen. But it's fun to imagine.
Summary: Rachel's birthday, and Billy surprises her with a rather special treat.
A/N: Glasgow, March 2006. For all fics in this universe in chronological order, please see the Master List.
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Good thing they had a driver to bring them back from the restaurant, because the cocktails before, the excellent bottle with the food, and the port that went so well with the cheese have them giggling and bumping each other a bit, simply for the fun of it. "A little something?" Billy offers as they come through the door of his flat. "Water or that cranberry juice? I could do with a cuppa."
"Okay, you make the tea, I'm going to get out of this dress," Rachel says. She pads to the bedroom, carrying her shoes, and strips off her dress and stockings. After a moment's hesitation she leaves her new birthday bra-and-knickers set on, along with the beautiful ruby and titanium choker and bracelets Billy had given her, and pulls on her silk dressing gown. When she gets back to the living room, Billy's sitting on the couch holding a steaming mug of tea, with a mug of mint tea sitting on the table for her. "Lovely," she says, picking up her cup and curling up beside Billy. "It's been a wonderful birthday, thank you."
"Every day with you is lovely," Billy says, meaning every one of the sappy words, as he wraps an arm around Rachel. "Being apart so much, there's no time to get bored." He puts down his tea and bends to investigate the hollow of her throat, under her choker. "God, you're beautiful," he hums into her neck. "I want to do everything with you."
"Everything?" Rachel chuckles, enjoying Billy's mouth on her skin. "I've got the feeling that you want to do everything with my body."
Nodding, Billy answers, "That too, but what else did you have in mind?"
"Oh, you know. Doing all those life things, too." She sighs, kisses Billy and settles. "Going on holiday more together. Just... being together more. We're apart far too much."
"A wand'ring minstrel I, a thing of rags and tatters," Billy sings quietly. "I might have some time off later this year, we could go to Hawaii again?"
"Yes, if you promise not to sing any more Gilbert and Sullivan!" Rachel laughs.
Rather affronted, Billy says, "What's wrong with G&S?"
"Nothing, it's fine in its place. Just don't expect to seduce me with it, that's all," Rachel says, kissing the tip of Billy's nose. She sighs. "It would be lovely to go out to Hawaii and see Dom again. You miss him, don't you?"
With a smirk, Billy accepts the change of subject, "Yeah, even though he visits here. Like with you, I can never get enough." He's so greedy, his Gran would give him a smack for wanting both of them, but he does. It still surprises him that he can sometimes have them both, separately or together. Just never long enough.
"I feel the same about you, lover," Rachel says, kissing the triangle of Billy's chest that's on view. She always wants to kiss it, and gives it a bit of a nuzzle for good measure, too.
Billy leans back and smiles at Rachel's touch, both tender and sexy. All the alcohol is running through his veins, making him feel languid and ready for anything. "Was thinking of another birthday present, love" he says, sliding a hand along her skin under her robe.
"Another one?" Rachel says, perking up. "What could I possibly need right now that I haven't got?" She kisses and nuzzes Billy's neck and slides into his lap.
"Not so much need," he admits, "but you've never had it before."
"Mm, now I'm intrigued," Rachel chuckles. "God, I fancy you." She kisses Billy on the mouth eagerly.
The taste of her mouth never fails to turn him on, and this time, he opens and pulls her tongue in. He nearly always pushes into her tongue, but she's sexy as hell, exploring and filling him.
It makes Rachel whimper, his hands on her skin and the twining of their tongues in his mouth. She feels as though she wants to climb inside his skin, and fumbles one-handed with his shirt buttons, unwilling to break off the kiss.
They end up with noses and teeth smooshed together, making Billy beak off to breathe and laugh a little with the joy of her. "Happy birthday, my love," he says, "if you want, my arse is yours."
"It is?" Rachel says, laughing too. "In what way is it mine?"
"You can bring out that strap-on that you stashed in my toy cupboard," Billy says, blushing a bit because he's really not all that comfortable with anything up his arse. But the picture of Rachel fucking him with it has been jumping into his head at odd moments for a while now, and it's really bloody hot.
"Oh my god. Really?" Rachel can't quite believe it. She's seen him get fucked by Dom, and fucked Dom herself, but there's no way she'd ever have asked Billy if she could do that to him. "That's the sexiest present I've ever had, mmmm." She's back to nuzzling and kissing Billy's neck, undoing his shirt buttons and sliding her hands inside.
Billy pulls at the tie of her robe and tilts his head to watch it slither gorgeously down her body, following it with his hands. The smooth softness of her skin, and the things she's doing with her hands are driving him mad, in the very best possible way. "Bedroom?" he asks, as he arches up to meet her mouth, eager for what's to happen next.
"Yes," Rachel murmurs. "Please. I want you."
Billy picks her up as he stands, grunting only slightly at the effort, and laughing back when she laughs at him. By the time they get to the bedroom, he's panting as much from laughing as carrying her, light as she is. "God, you're beautiful," he says, lowering her to the bed and collapsing on top of her.
"Thank you, my macho sex god," Rachel laughs, wrapping herself around him. "Love you so much."
"Love you," Billy says, serious as he always is when he says those words. "Just goingta lie here for a bit."
"Okay then, but if you want sex, you'll have to take your clothes off," Rachel points out, and wriggles out from underneath him. Her silk robe is more or less off by this point, so she drops it and goes to Billy's toy cupboard, aka the bottom shelf in his built-in wardrobe, and retrieves her strap-on.
"So...." she says, turning to him and letting it dangle from her fingers.
Billy's turned to admire Rachel's bum as she bends and fetches the toy; when she stands and poses for him, it's kinky and sexy as hell. "Why don't you come here and undress me?"
"Of course," Rachel murmurs, getting into role. Billy's shoes are off, so she drops the strap-on on the bed and kneels beside him to undo the remaining buttons of his shirt. "You're so sexy," she murmurs, dropping kisses on his chest and belly.
Never one to lose an opportunity, Billy runs his hands down Rachel's back, with a special squeeze on her arse. It's still warm from the spanking he gave her in the afternoon: her little wriggles during dinner when she couldn't quite sit still were enormously sexy. "Perfect pet," he says, shrugging out of the sleeve of his shirt, "very good girl, deserves a bit of a reward."
"Thank you," Rachel says, tugging the other sleeve off Billy's arm. She hums with pleasure, running her hands all over Billy's chest and belly, kissing, nuzzling and licking, before undoing her bra and slipping it off.
"Harder," Billy says, "that's lovely but I want more from you." She's so sweet that he sometimes forgets how much she likes to be ordered about.
Obediently, Rachel uses a bit more force, scraping her teeth over a nipple, gently scratching her nails over Billy's skin, giving a little pinch or twist here and there. She alternates it with soft kisses, and brushing of her breasts along his chest and belly, which gives her goosebumps and little flares of pleasure in her groin.
Moaning and moving as she touches, Billy says, "That's so good, God, yeah." Her tits against his skin are amazingly intense, for all their softness. Finally, he needs to to touch them, have them. Pulling a little at her shoulders, Billy says, "Bring your tits up for me." She moves until he can reach them, lovely in his hands, and the noises she makes when he plays with her nipples go directly to his groin. He pushes her down a bit, holding her breasts together around the ridge of his cock under his trousers. She looks so wanton, pressing up against him and letting him rub against her bare skin.
It's thrilling, the way he responds to her. Rachel undoes Billy's trousers and gently tugs his cock free from his boxer shorts, pressing it between her breasts so he can thrust properly. After a moment, unable to resist any longer, she bends and takes him in her mouth, humming with pleasure.
"Lovely pet," Billy strokes her hair as she sucks him, "such a slut, can't wait, and I like it that way." Her eager mouth is a delight, now she's sucking him like a lolly, teasing and driving him mad with her tongue.
His soft groans and the feel and taste of his cock arouse her, and Rachel's anxious to get on to her birthday treat. A little nervously, she lets him slip from her mouth and lifts her head to look at him. "Please," she says. "Please may I have my birthday present?"
Boggling for a moment, Billy remembers what he's offered. And how good it feels when Dom buggers him properly. "Hmmm," he says, "you have been a very sweet and obedient pet tonight, and you didn't come in the restaurant when I was teasing you." She's gorgeous too, looking at him with big dark eyes as though this is about a piece of chocolate. He reaches down to take off his socks, saying "You haven't undressed me properly though. In forfeit, I want to put the thing in you." And isn't that going to be bloody sexy.
"Yes, of course," Rachel murmurs, and tugs at Billy's trousers. He lifts his hips so she can pull them down and off, and then she takes off his boxers, too. "You look sexy and gorgeous," she says, and reaches for the dildo, handing it to Billy.
"Happy birthday to you," he sings, pulling her close, "happy birthday to you," sucking her nipple, "happy birthday dear Rachel," licking down towards her cunt, savouring the taste of a little damp spot on her belly. He opens her legs and slides under for better positioning, lifting his head to lap gently at her clit, his body moving in sympathy with her little motions and twitches, "Happy birthday to you."
"Oh!" His gentle, expert tongue on her is as good as ever. "Please, I want to fuck you, please!" she gasps, hoping that maybe a little begging will get her what she wants.
Billy'd been trying to figure out how he could get the dildo in and still eat Rachel, but he'll move on. Not without a little sharp nip to her clit that makes her jump and moan, the which makes him smirk a bit. He reaches for the dildo and rubs it around on her cunt a little, watching her thigh muscles tense as he does. Without a warning, he slides the flanged head to her opening and presses it into her, the plastic sinking in smoothly till the bend. It's weirdly sexy to see her kitted out this way, one end of it firmly inside her cunt and the other, a bright plastic cock pushing forward proudly.
As Billy pushes the dildo into her, Rachel's hips push forward in response, her clit rubbing against it and making her groan. She scrambles to pull on the harness that she's had specially made for it, finding it works better if it's strapped firmly in place, then looks at Billy. "I'm ready if you are," she says, almost overwhelmingly excited.
Rachel's so beautiful when she's aroused, and her kinky display takes Billy by the balls and pulls. "Yeah, almost ready," he says as he shifts up and reaches to kiss her, pulling her close to taste and feel her shiver with anticipation. "You're goingta fuck me," he says, growly with arousal, "from behind, works better that way," and he turns onto his hands and knees, catching a glimpse of Rachel in the mirror and heating up still more.
She quickly grabs lube out of the bedside table and squeezes some out on to her fingertips, warming it before rubbing a finger along Billy's cleft and into his hole. He grunts softly, and she crooks her finger to massage his prostate. "Please, tell me how you like it," Rachel says, a bit breathless with nerves and excitement.
"Ahhh, there," Billy lets his breath out as she hits the spot, "fuck yeah, there, nice and slow." His eyes close as he rocks back onto her finger, and forward again, reaching down his to take his cock in hand.
Gently, almost afraid to breathe, Rachel inserts a second finger into him, watching his face in the mirror. He's still stroking himself, so she adds a third finger, fucking him slowly and brushing over his prostate.
Positively whimpering, Billy spreads his legs for her, feels his cock twitch every time she touches him there. "You're the first, girl I mean," he says, moving his arse against her hand to the rhythm of her touch, "there's only ever been Dom and one other bloke." One was enough to know that he's not temperamentally suited to bottoming: it's only good if it's part of something bigger.
Rachel bites her lip, feeling even more responsibility now. "I feel privileged," she murmurs. Still with her fingers inside him, she grabs the lube with her other hand and squeezes some out on to the dildo, smearing it around, a little clumsy with anticipation and arousal. She's trembling as she carefully removes her hand and lines the dildo up against his hole. "I love you," Rachel says as she gently presses the head of the dildo into him.
With a bit of careful breathing, Billy manages to avoid yelling as the dildo slides in. "Ohgod," he moans, "that's big." He twists to look in the mirror to see her bugger him, and it looks just as amazingly hot as he'd hoped.
"Is it okay?" Rachel says, worried, massaging his arse cheeks and sliding her palms soothingly over his back.
"Yeah, just give me a hand here," he says, pulling her hand round to his cock. Her hand is small and cool and devastatingly good there, and he's had time to get used to the dildo. "It's good, you're fantastic, just go slow," he says, pushing forward into her hand and then back just a bit.
Carefully, Rachel nudges the dildo deeper into Billy. Each push presses it against her clit, and that, together with the feel of his cock in her hand makes her pant. "Feels good, god, you look amazing," she says. Once her hips are closer to his, she bends and lays herself over his back, pressing her breasts against him and gently rocking her hips until the dildo is all the way inside him, hoping that the angle is good.
Billy's used to it now, his insides have re-arranged to accommodate the thing, and it really does look hot in the mirror, especially when he lifts up on his arms so he's kneeling higher. "Bit of all right," he tells Rachel, rubbing back against her breasts, the combination with the dildo quite blowing his mind. "You can move faster, if you want," Dom always wanted to go faster, harder, more. Rachel's making some lovely noises, and now Billy's feeling greedy, wanting more, "I want to hear you, don't hold back, all right?"
Rachel doesn't need telling twice, her hips speeding up, and her hand on his cock matching their rhythm. She's starting to gasp now, a little "Oh!" escaping her lips with each press of her clit against the dildo. Looking in the mirror is almost too much; looking down at the dildo sliding in and out of Billy's hole takes her breath away. "Fuck!" she gasps, "Fuck, it's so good!"
"Yeah," Billy says, between quick breaths, meeting her rhythm, his body taking over. He can't keep his eyes open, just gives over, panting, "Good, yeah, love you."
"Oh god, I need to come, please, please let me come!" Rachel says.
"Go on, want to feel you come," Billy says, pleased she'd thought to ask, "want to feel you come inside me, birthday girl."
A couple more thrusts and she comes, gripping him with her free hand and digging her nails into his hip as she presses against the dildo, shuddering and gasping. "Oh god, Billy, fuck!"
It's weird, completely weird, to feel her come like this, but Billy shakes that thought out of his head and moves his arse around, savouring every moan she lets out. He puts his hand over hers and pulls hard at his cock, too eager to wait for her touch, he's breathless and desperate to come.
Rachel's aware of him moving his hand over hers on his cock, but she's boneless, without any fine motor control at all, swimming in a sea of pleasure. She slumps over his back, one arm across his chest as he comes, hot liquid on her hand and his groans buzzing through her body.
"Oh, oh God, Rachel," Billy pants out, snapping his hips into her hand and coming hard. He collapses on the bed, his other hand reaching back for an awkward hug. "Wow."
Carefully, Rachel withdraws the dildo, undoes the harness and tosses the whole thing aside before flopping down on the bed beside Billy. "Wonderful birthday present, thank you."
Billy turns to meet her, stretching his thighs and holding her hip. "'I thought you might like it," he murmurs, stroking along her side gently, "and I like to make you happy."
Rachel presses against him, tangling their legs together and kissing him. "I hope you enjoyed it too," she says hopefully.
"It was bloody grand," Billy admits, "even more glad we bought that mirror. You, we looked fantastic." The best part was seeing her do it to him, watching her face as she fucked him. But the being fucked was hot too. He cups her arse and smiles at her peacefully.
"Mmm, I'm glad," Rachel says, kissing him again. "I think I'd like a bath, would you like to have a bath with me and soothe your poor bottom?" She strokes her hand over the area in question as she speaks.
Eyes closed, Billy'd rather rest than move. "In a bit?" he asks, "but you go ahead now if you like."
"All right then, I'll run it and you join me when you're ready. Don't fall asleep!" Rachel rolls off the bed and heads to the bathroom, feeling like skipping, she's so happy with the world.
Authors: msilverstar and unstealthy
Pairing: Billy Boyd/Rachel Weisz
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This absolutely, definitely did not happen. But it's fun to imagine.
Summary: Rachel's birthday, and Billy surprises her with a rather special treat.
A/N: Glasgow, March 2006. For all fics in this universe in chronological order, please see the Master List.
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Good thing they had a driver to bring them back from the restaurant, because the cocktails before, the excellent bottle with the food, and the port that went so well with the cheese have them giggling and bumping each other a bit, simply for the fun of it. "A little something?" Billy offers as they come through the door of his flat. "Water or that cranberry juice? I could do with a cuppa."
"Okay, you make the tea, I'm going to get out of this dress," Rachel says. She pads to the bedroom, carrying her shoes, and strips off her dress and stockings. After a moment's hesitation she leaves her new birthday bra-and-knickers set on, along with the beautiful ruby and titanium choker and bracelets Billy had given her, and pulls on her silk dressing gown. When she gets back to the living room, Billy's sitting on the couch holding a steaming mug of tea, with a mug of mint tea sitting on the table for her. "Lovely," she says, picking up her cup and curling up beside Billy. "It's been a wonderful birthday, thank you."
"Every day with you is lovely," Billy says, meaning every one of the sappy words, as he wraps an arm around Rachel. "Being apart so much, there's no time to get bored." He puts down his tea and bends to investigate the hollow of her throat, under her choker. "God, you're beautiful," he hums into her neck. "I want to do everything with you."
"Everything?" Rachel chuckles, enjoying Billy's mouth on her skin. "I've got the feeling that you want to do everything with my body."
Nodding, Billy answers, "That too, but what else did you have in mind?"
"Oh, you know. Doing all those life things, too." She sighs, kisses Billy and settles. "Going on holiday more together. Just... being together more. We're apart far too much."
"A wand'ring minstrel I, a thing of rags and tatters," Billy sings quietly. "I might have some time off later this year, we could go to Hawaii again?"
"Yes, if you promise not to sing any more Gilbert and Sullivan!" Rachel laughs.
Rather affronted, Billy says, "What's wrong with G&S?"
"Nothing, it's fine in its place. Just don't expect to seduce me with it, that's all," Rachel says, kissing the tip of Billy's nose. She sighs. "It would be lovely to go out to Hawaii and see Dom again. You miss him, don't you?"
With a smirk, Billy accepts the change of subject, "Yeah, even though he visits here. Like with you, I can never get enough." He's so greedy, his Gran would give him a smack for wanting both of them, but he does. It still surprises him that he can sometimes have them both, separately or together. Just never long enough.
"I feel the same about you, lover," Rachel says, kissing the triangle of Billy's chest that's on view. She always wants to kiss it, and gives it a bit of a nuzzle for good measure, too.
Billy leans back and smiles at Rachel's touch, both tender and sexy. All the alcohol is running through his veins, making him feel languid and ready for anything. "Was thinking of another birthday present, love" he says, sliding a hand along her skin under her robe.
"Another one?" Rachel says, perking up. "What could I possibly need right now that I haven't got?" She kisses and nuzzes Billy's neck and slides into his lap.
"Not so much need," he admits, "but you've never had it before."
"Mm, now I'm intrigued," Rachel chuckles. "God, I fancy you." She kisses Billy on the mouth eagerly.
The taste of her mouth never fails to turn him on, and this time, he opens and pulls her tongue in. He nearly always pushes into her tongue, but she's sexy as hell, exploring and filling him.
It makes Rachel whimper, his hands on her skin and the twining of their tongues in his mouth. She feels as though she wants to climb inside his skin, and fumbles one-handed with his shirt buttons, unwilling to break off the kiss.
They end up with noses and teeth smooshed together, making Billy beak off to breathe and laugh a little with the joy of her. "Happy birthday, my love," he says, "if you want, my arse is yours."
"It is?" Rachel says, laughing too. "In what way is it mine?"
"You can bring out that strap-on that you stashed in my toy cupboard," Billy says, blushing a bit because he's really not all that comfortable with anything up his arse. But the picture of Rachel fucking him with it has been jumping into his head at odd moments for a while now, and it's really bloody hot.
"Oh my god. Really?" Rachel can't quite believe it. She's seen him get fucked by Dom, and fucked Dom herself, but there's no way she'd ever have asked Billy if she could do that to him. "That's the sexiest present I've ever had, mmmm." She's back to nuzzling and kissing Billy's neck, undoing his shirt buttons and sliding her hands inside.
Billy pulls at the tie of her robe and tilts his head to watch it slither gorgeously down her body, following it with his hands. The smooth softness of her skin, and the things she's doing with her hands are driving him mad, in the very best possible way. "Bedroom?" he asks, as he arches up to meet her mouth, eager for what's to happen next.
"Yes," Rachel murmurs. "Please. I want you."
Billy picks her up as he stands, grunting only slightly at the effort, and laughing back when she laughs at him. By the time they get to the bedroom, he's panting as much from laughing as carrying her, light as she is. "God, you're beautiful," he says, lowering her to the bed and collapsing on top of her.
"Thank you, my macho sex god," Rachel laughs, wrapping herself around him. "Love you so much."
"Love you," Billy says, serious as he always is when he says those words. "Just goingta lie here for a bit."
"Okay then, but if you want sex, you'll have to take your clothes off," Rachel points out, and wriggles out from underneath him. Her silk robe is more or less off by this point, so she drops it and goes to Billy's toy cupboard, aka the bottom shelf in his built-in wardrobe, and retrieves her strap-on.
"So...." she says, turning to him and letting it dangle from her fingers.
Billy's turned to admire Rachel's bum as she bends and fetches the toy; when she stands and poses for him, it's kinky and sexy as hell. "Why don't you come here and undress me?"
"Of course," Rachel murmurs, getting into role. Billy's shoes are off, so she drops the strap-on on the bed and kneels beside him to undo the remaining buttons of his shirt. "You're so sexy," she murmurs, dropping kisses on his chest and belly.
Never one to lose an opportunity, Billy runs his hands down Rachel's back, with a special squeeze on her arse. It's still warm from the spanking he gave her in the afternoon: her little wriggles during dinner when she couldn't quite sit still were enormously sexy. "Perfect pet," he says, shrugging out of the sleeve of his shirt, "very good girl, deserves a bit of a reward."
"Thank you," Rachel says, tugging the other sleeve off Billy's arm. She hums with pleasure, running her hands all over Billy's chest and belly, kissing, nuzzling and licking, before undoing her bra and slipping it off.
"Harder," Billy says, "that's lovely but I want more from you." She's so sweet that he sometimes forgets how much she likes to be ordered about.
Obediently, Rachel uses a bit more force, scraping her teeth over a nipple, gently scratching her nails over Billy's skin, giving a little pinch or twist here and there. She alternates it with soft kisses, and brushing of her breasts along his chest and belly, which gives her goosebumps and little flares of pleasure in her groin.
Moaning and moving as she touches, Billy says, "That's so good, God, yeah." Her tits against his skin are amazingly intense, for all their softness. Finally, he needs to to touch them, have them. Pulling a little at her shoulders, Billy says, "Bring your tits up for me." She moves until he can reach them, lovely in his hands, and the noises she makes when he plays with her nipples go directly to his groin. He pushes her down a bit, holding her breasts together around the ridge of his cock under his trousers. She looks so wanton, pressing up against him and letting him rub against her bare skin.
It's thrilling, the way he responds to her. Rachel undoes Billy's trousers and gently tugs his cock free from his boxer shorts, pressing it between her breasts so he can thrust properly. After a moment, unable to resist any longer, she bends and takes him in her mouth, humming with pleasure.
"Lovely pet," Billy strokes her hair as she sucks him, "such a slut, can't wait, and I like it that way." Her eager mouth is a delight, now she's sucking him like a lolly, teasing and driving him mad with her tongue.
His soft groans and the feel and taste of his cock arouse her, and Rachel's anxious to get on to her birthday treat. A little nervously, she lets him slip from her mouth and lifts her head to look at him. "Please," she says. "Please may I have my birthday present?"
Boggling for a moment, Billy remembers what he's offered. And how good it feels when Dom buggers him properly. "Hmmm," he says, "you have been a very sweet and obedient pet tonight, and you didn't come in the restaurant when I was teasing you." She's gorgeous too, looking at him with big dark eyes as though this is about a piece of chocolate. He reaches down to take off his socks, saying "You haven't undressed me properly though. In forfeit, I want to put the thing in you." And isn't that going to be bloody sexy.
"Yes, of course," Rachel murmurs, and tugs at Billy's trousers. He lifts his hips so she can pull them down and off, and then she takes off his boxers, too. "You look sexy and gorgeous," she says, and reaches for the dildo, handing it to Billy.
"Happy birthday to you," he sings, pulling her close, "happy birthday to you," sucking her nipple, "happy birthday dear Rachel," licking down towards her cunt, savouring the taste of a little damp spot on her belly. He opens her legs and slides under for better positioning, lifting his head to lap gently at her clit, his body moving in sympathy with her little motions and twitches, "Happy birthday to you."
"Oh!" His gentle, expert tongue on her is as good as ever. "Please, I want to fuck you, please!" she gasps, hoping that maybe a little begging will get her what she wants.
Billy'd been trying to figure out how he could get the dildo in and still eat Rachel, but he'll move on. Not without a little sharp nip to her clit that makes her jump and moan, the which makes him smirk a bit. He reaches for the dildo and rubs it around on her cunt a little, watching her thigh muscles tense as he does. Without a warning, he slides the flanged head to her opening and presses it into her, the plastic sinking in smoothly till the bend. It's weirdly sexy to see her kitted out this way, one end of it firmly inside her cunt and the other, a bright plastic cock pushing forward proudly.
As Billy pushes the dildo into her, Rachel's hips push forward in response, her clit rubbing against it and making her groan. She scrambles to pull on the harness that she's had specially made for it, finding it works better if it's strapped firmly in place, then looks at Billy. "I'm ready if you are," she says, almost overwhelmingly excited.
Rachel's so beautiful when she's aroused, and her kinky display takes Billy by the balls and pulls. "Yeah, almost ready," he says as he shifts up and reaches to kiss her, pulling her close to taste and feel her shiver with anticipation. "You're goingta fuck me," he says, growly with arousal, "from behind, works better that way," and he turns onto his hands and knees, catching a glimpse of Rachel in the mirror and heating up still more.
She quickly grabs lube out of the bedside table and squeezes some out on to her fingertips, warming it before rubbing a finger along Billy's cleft and into his hole. He grunts softly, and she crooks her finger to massage his prostate. "Please, tell me how you like it," Rachel says, a bit breathless with nerves and excitement.
"Ahhh, there," Billy lets his breath out as she hits the spot, "fuck yeah, there, nice and slow." His eyes close as he rocks back onto her finger, and forward again, reaching down his to take his cock in hand.
Gently, almost afraid to breathe, Rachel inserts a second finger into him, watching his face in the mirror. He's still stroking himself, so she adds a third finger, fucking him slowly and brushing over his prostate.
Positively whimpering, Billy spreads his legs for her, feels his cock twitch every time she touches him there. "You're the first, girl I mean," he says, moving his arse against her hand to the rhythm of her touch, "there's only ever been Dom and one other bloke." One was enough to know that he's not temperamentally suited to bottoming: it's only good if it's part of something bigger.
Rachel bites her lip, feeling even more responsibility now. "I feel privileged," she murmurs. Still with her fingers inside him, she grabs the lube with her other hand and squeezes some out on to the dildo, smearing it around, a little clumsy with anticipation and arousal. She's trembling as she carefully removes her hand and lines the dildo up against his hole. "I love you," Rachel says as she gently presses the head of the dildo into him.
With a bit of careful breathing, Billy manages to avoid yelling as the dildo slides in. "Ohgod," he moans, "that's big." He twists to look in the mirror to see her bugger him, and it looks just as amazingly hot as he'd hoped.
"Is it okay?" Rachel says, worried, massaging his arse cheeks and sliding her palms soothingly over his back.
"Yeah, just give me a hand here," he says, pulling her hand round to his cock. Her hand is small and cool and devastatingly good there, and he's had time to get used to the dildo. "It's good, you're fantastic, just go slow," he says, pushing forward into her hand and then back just a bit.
Carefully, Rachel nudges the dildo deeper into Billy. Each push presses it against her clit, and that, together with the feel of his cock in her hand makes her pant. "Feels good, god, you look amazing," she says. Once her hips are closer to his, she bends and lays herself over his back, pressing her breasts against him and gently rocking her hips until the dildo is all the way inside him, hoping that the angle is good.
Billy's used to it now, his insides have re-arranged to accommodate the thing, and it really does look hot in the mirror, especially when he lifts up on his arms so he's kneeling higher. "Bit of all right," he tells Rachel, rubbing back against her breasts, the combination with the dildo quite blowing his mind. "You can move faster, if you want," Dom always wanted to go faster, harder, more. Rachel's making some lovely noises, and now Billy's feeling greedy, wanting more, "I want to hear you, don't hold back, all right?"
Rachel doesn't need telling twice, her hips speeding up, and her hand on his cock matching their rhythm. She's starting to gasp now, a little "Oh!" escaping her lips with each press of her clit against the dildo. Looking in the mirror is almost too much; looking down at the dildo sliding in and out of Billy's hole takes her breath away. "Fuck!" she gasps, "Fuck, it's so good!"
"Yeah," Billy says, between quick breaths, meeting her rhythm, his body taking over. He can't keep his eyes open, just gives over, panting, "Good, yeah, love you."
"Oh god, I need to come, please, please let me come!" Rachel says.
"Go on, want to feel you come," Billy says, pleased she'd thought to ask, "want to feel you come inside me, birthday girl."
A couple more thrusts and she comes, gripping him with her free hand and digging her nails into his hip as she presses against the dildo, shuddering and gasping. "Oh god, Billy, fuck!"
It's weird, completely weird, to feel her come like this, but Billy shakes that thought out of his head and moves his arse around, savouring every moan she lets out. He puts his hand over hers and pulls hard at his cock, too eager to wait for her touch, he's breathless and desperate to come.
Rachel's aware of him moving his hand over hers on his cock, but she's boneless, without any fine motor control at all, swimming in a sea of pleasure. She slumps over his back, one arm across his chest as he comes, hot liquid on her hand and his groans buzzing through her body.
"Oh, oh God, Rachel," Billy pants out, snapping his hips into her hand and coming hard. He collapses on the bed, his other hand reaching back for an awkward hug. "Wow."
Carefully, Rachel withdraws the dildo, undoes the harness and tosses the whole thing aside before flopping down on the bed beside Billy. "Wonderful birthday present, thank you."
Billy turns to meet her, stretching his thighs and holding her hip. "'I thought you might like it," he murmurs, stroking along her side gently, "and I like to make you happy."
Rachel presses against him, tangling their legs together and kissing him. "I hope you enjoyed it too," she says hopefully.
"It was bloody grand," Billy admits, "even more glad we bought that mirror. You, we looked fantastic." The best part was seeing her do it to him, watching her face as she fucked him. But the being fucked was hot too. He cups her arse and smiles at her peacefully.
"Mmm, I'm glad," Rachel says, kissing him again. "I think I'd like a bath, would you like to have a bath with me and soothe your poor bottom?" She strokes her hand over the area in question as she speaks.
Eyes closed, Billy'd rather rest than move. "In a bit?" he asks, "but you go ahead now if you like."
"All right then, I'll run it and you join me when you're ready. Don't fall asleep!" Rachel rolls off the bed and heads to the bathroom, feeling like skipping, she's so happy with the world.