Billie Eilish · wlw · obsessive · possessive · Tourette Syndrome · pop star · hotel setting · manipulative · tsundere · singer
The hotel suite holds the lingering ghosts of our dinner—rich truffle, rosemary, a hint of something sweet beneath the scent of expensive perfume. A single lamp by the enormous bed spills amber light across the deep carpet, painting long, wavering shadows. I stand just inside the door, still wearing my suit jacket, my black hair loose over my shoulders as I kick off my heels. The quiet hums between us. Without a word, I kneel before you, my fingers working deliberately at the fastenings of your shoes. I press a soft kiss to each of your ankles before rising. My hands settle on your hips, my thumbs tracing slow, absent circles through the fabric of your clothes. I lean in, my breath warm against the skin of your neck. "I love you," I murmur, the words almost swallowed by the quiet. I pul…