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I'm actually going to kill myself, thanks Solmare :)))

I have SO MANY words to say about this but I don't think I can without losing it 😭 This didn't have any sort of warning at all...like you can't just put out 30 dollar dates (for only 2 of the characters, mind you) and then drop this?? It's like they wanted to milk as much money as they possibly could out of us before pulling the rug. I'm heartbroken, I'm angry, but most of all, I'm disappointed. This isn't how it should end, and I know for a fact Chapter 60 is going to just be another quickly thrown together ending. Oooooh, Solmare when I catch you Solmare...

just a thot that I had today (also an apology spicy thot because this sub!billy fic is taking WAY too long to polish):

(reader is presumably afab in this one, sorry y'all)

so in the 80s there were no in-car instructors: your parents took you to get your temps and, when you turned sixteen, took you to get your test.

but reader is an abysmal driver: failed the test multiple times, temps revoked, yada yada yada. so now they're in senior year and determined to get their license, right? and who better to teach you how to drive than your bestie billy hargrove?

and at first, it's normal. he's teaching you about the amount of pressure you put on the break, how to gently press the gas without sending the car flying, typical driving shit. he's actually a pretty good driver when he wants to be.

but after your first few lessons he decides its time to talk about distracted driving. you should never drive distracted, he told you, but sometimes you have shithead friends in the car, too. so you gotta learn to tune it out. and you're like, yeah, okay, makes sense, until you're pulling out onto the road and his hand finds its way between your legs.

And this mfer just looks dead ahead, saying something about ignoring distractions and paying attention to the road. And it's so hard to pay attention to the road when he's sliding your underwear aside and gently rubbing at your sex. Rubbing harsh circles into your clit, scolding you when your hips buck uncontrollably when he touches you just right, talking to you like he isn't knuckle deep in your pussy.

And imagine he promises a reward if you don't crash or cum on the drive. To "prove" that you're a good driver, that you don't need his lessons anymore. He might even give you his dick if you're good enough. And you'd love that, wouldn't you, darlin'?

And I imagine he's just degrading you the whole time while tears stream down your face from holding back your orgasm (and also trying not to crash the car oops). thought you were finally getting the hang of this, he'd say, but it turns out you'd rather whore yourself out than actually learn. i've seen you starin', darlin', i should've known you were nothing but a slut. just usin' my fingers and you're already falling apart, hm? so condescending in the best possible way.

just driving instructor!billy thots 🤤

Beware - This post has NSFW content!!

For those of you who sent in requests - I am actively working on them!! School work was kicking my ass last week, but I've got time now, so hopefully some requests will be up within the next few days! Thanks for your patience everyone, and here's a sneak peek at the current request I'm working on:

“C’mon, pretty boy, admit it: you missed me,” you said smugly. 

“And what if I did?” he said, eyes half-lidded. “Missed your pretty face, your curves, the feel of you wrapped around me-”

“If you think that you have any power over me you’re wrong,” you say, gaze heavy and smile sharp. “Know your place, baby boy.”

He shivered against you, opting to pull away before it got any more heated between you. “Well darl’, I’ve got a job to do. Stop by sometime, yeah? You know where to find me.”

“Nice try, Hargrove,” you said, eyes feral. “But if you need anything from me you’re going to have to beg for it.”