#ellie x yn

[seattlesellie]

training wheels.

this is an old draft that i wrote a long time ago, about ellie using the strap on you for the first time. ♡‧₊˚

warnings: strap on sex (r!reciving) , first time , praise kink (for both) , soft and loving dom top!ellie , sub bottom!reader , cock grinding , thumb sucking .

──★ we have to make it clear on the fact that ellie was so unbelievably thrilled, yet so incredibly tentative when she first fucked you with her strap on. she’s been waiting for it, waiting to be the one claiming you from inside. she’s had it sitting snuggly in a box tucked below her bed for a while now, and she’d always eye it, have some sort of stare down with the black box. should she? or should she not? she wondered, but when three of her fingers were scissoring inside of you and you muttered that “please, d- deeper” she knew that fuck it — she should.

──★ so expectably, the first words that came out of her quivering lips when she aligned the silicone shaft with your sopping entrance, were “are you sure? i need to know you want this, please”, and you — being so eager yet so timid, only responded with two fervent nods. clearly, it wasn’t enough for ellie, in fact, it wasn’t enough at all, so her voice got very stern all of a sudden. it was that tone she only uses when she’s commanding someone to do something on patrol, when she’s directing someone on where to go, or showing them how to polish a precious weapon. it carries a deepness to it, raspy, it’s strong and forceful, nothing that falls short of intimidating. it's a different side of ellie, one that you don't know quite as well. “use your words, m’not doing this unless you use them”, and when she notices how you thickly gulp, huffing out a shaky breath from your nose, she soothes you with a delicate kiss on your temple. you whine, that kiss makes you want more. as soft as it may be, it makes you buck your hips inwards and let go of a needy high pitched moan. ellie shushes you with her sweet “i know babe, i know” — and you know that she knows, so why won’t she just put it inside?

──★ perhaps it’s the need to affirm herself that you do want this, or maybe it’s this greed she holds and the yearning to hear you say it. she’s looking deep into your blown out eyes, your dark irises, nods her head twice and waits for your words. meanwhile, whilst she waits, she slides her thumb down to caress just above your clit. she’s circling your skin with a touch to soothe, or perhaps signaling you what she’ll do when it’s inside, she'll never neglect your little button. when you look down, she hums. “words, mhm?” she murmurs. you can tell she’s all tensed up, fighting the urge to just slide it inside because she knows she can, she knows you need it by the way your chest heaves up and down, and by the way there’s a small puddle of slick that formed on the flimsy bedsheet below. moreover, she has prepared you for it, first with her skilled tongue, then with her skilled fingers. “want it, i need…” you whisper, voice airy yet cracking. ellie removes her finger from your pelvis, brings it up to your cheek and caresses softly. “need what, pretty girl, huh? need what?”

──★ truthfully, you don’t really know how to call it, she’s never really referenced it by it’s name, just called it a “thing” you “might need” when she realized how eagerly your hole pulls her fingers inside, and squeezes like she might run away if you don’t. so when you see the deep, dark purple shaft (with two distinct veins on the side) you simply giggle out of inexperience, and a tinge of embarrassment. ellie smirks, looking down at you, then grins with her eyebrows arched up in amusement. “ellie… i dunno, uh, how to call it… i mean —“ and she stops you mid sentence, smacking your lips softly with hers. she chuckles, matches your giggle even, a deep blush appearing on the apples of her cheeks because fuck — what if you laugh, what if you don’t like it, or what if you don’t want to use those dirty words she likes calling her silicone buddy by. “uh… shit babe, it’s, well you can call it…” she stammers, now attempting to stifle her laugh. you look up at her and form a tight line with your lips. your chest’s heaving and stifling giggles because fuck it, she’s cute when she’s embarrassed, and how fucking precious is it that you can laugh with her even in a moment like this. you cunt can ache for her and you can still be silly together and giggle like kids because you trust her and she trusts you.

──★ she buries her face in the crook of your neck, groaning yet giggling and nearly falling on top of you. when her hips slightly buck down, in result of her laughs, the silicone shaft grinds itself up against your slippery slit, and you whine her name so loud her giggles stop like she’s been hit on the face with a rock. now, you can hear her harsh breaths in your ear, loud with anticipation and want, lips resting on the pulse of your neck. she realizes you must fucking love the grinding of it all, so she moves her hips back and forth to grind up against you some more. “uh huh, like that?” she murmurs, and to every whimper she responds with a groan like she can feel it, like she can actually feel your greedy wet lips wrapping around her. she nibbles on your earlobe, making you shiver, and breathes deeply before speaking into your ear. “fuuuuu” she gasps and it’s breathless, like she’s trying to form actual words but they only come out as muffled gibberish. she breathes again, gaining her courage. “my cock… say you want my cock”.

──★ it really is lewd, “her cock” — as if it’s hers, attached to her, as if she can feel it. it makes your tummy tie in knots, makes your throat feel clogged, your breaths come out harsher and bordering on wheezing before you murmur those words. when the mushroom like tip bumps up against your clit, it’s oh so delicious and fuck it — you want, as lewd as may be, you need her cock. “i want your cock, ellie, inside” you cry for her, and she nearly growls in your ear. although it’s bordering on perverted now, she asks you a simple “inside where?”, it makes you hiccup against her skin, and you don’t even realize she’s smiling so bright inside the crook of your neck. she understands that if she eggs you on, you will fucking say it, so she repeats with a raspy; “c'mon, where?”

──★ when it becomes crystal clear to you that unless you voice everything out; she won’t give it to you, and you’re practically clenching in and out over nothing — you whisper “need… ellie, i need it in my pussy, please, please, please” and god, she nearly regrets making you say it because she might burst inside her boxers if you keep begging for it like such a needy girl. she takes a moment to think about it, needy, needy, needy, needy for her, for her cock — needy for her to fuck you, needy for her inside and christ sake you’re begging and she didn’t even ask you to. you’re feeding her ego with every plea, with every quivering breath and you don’t even know it. meanwhile, whilst she’s busy thinking about how to pull back on her goddamn nearing on untouched orgasm, she doesn’t even realize your hand is wrapped around her dick and you’re nearly pushing it inside. when she sees it, she nearly goes cross eyed. she grabs your hand and pushes it up, chasing your eyes with hers. “what are you doing, huh?” she drawls, affirming her dominance with an iron grip on your wrist. you’re actually helpless, caught in the act, wiggling your hips and rolling them upwards. “p-please, ellie!” you beg, and the knots inside ellie’s own stomach feel like they’re tightening more and more they might break like glass. she wraps her own hand around the shaft and nearly pushes the tip in. you wince — and to that ellie shushes. “look at me, jus’ look at me”, and how can you not? she looks so adoring, a squiggly smile on her lips when she realizes the tip damn near slipped from how soaked up you are. the actual noise it makes, moist and sticky, makes ellie whimper out your name. “y’hear that?”, she murmurs and of course you can, in fact it makes you embarrassed but she praises you once more, making the embarrassment nothing but a fleeting little feeling. “sounds so good baby, s’all for me?” — all for her.

──★ she pushes the tip inside, no longer gripping your wrist above your head, intently guiding it to hold her wherever you want. you decide on one hand on her bicep, the other one on the back of her neck. there’s a pinching pain inside of your cunt, but it’s so fucking delicious because it’s her thats creating it — that when you wince it comes out as more of a blissful moan and a gasp. she won’t let you suffer, not for one second more, so she slides her hand down to caress your clit as she pushes more inches in. “mhm, ‘s, ‘so good baby… you’re so good, doin’ so good for me, you got this… yeah? i got you” she’s rambling, searching and scanning your face for any sign of pain or regret, and when she catches that you’re smiling, actually smiling with a tear shedding from your eye, she moans so loud you have to seal her lips with yours or else the whole town of jackson might hear.

──★ the more inches she slides inside, the more ellie lets loose of her gritted teeth. her mouth goes slightly agape, “stay open for me, jus’ like that, fuckyou’resogood” she croons, still circling and toying with your puffy clit from below. your thighs are nothing but trembling and shaking like jelly, body, flesh and brain turning into mushy pink and ellie shaped goo, and the fact that she doesn’t stop with her praising and sweet nothings, repeating how good you are, how brave, and tight — makes your heart flutter inside of your chest. when all of it’s length is finally inside of your gummy walls, she lets it sit there for a few faint moments before she begins thrusting. “just for me, got that? just for me, this is mine, all mine” she murmurs more to herself than to you, but you make sure to affirm her nevertheless. “m’yours, please ‘mo— ‘more”, you’re begging for that sharp friction, for that movement, but ellie needs to treasure this moment so she simply looks down. it’s all inside, it’s her cock that’s inside — claiming you, so she marvels, examines and thoroughly looks at your pussy clenching on her dick like it’s a goddamn work of art. if you squeezed down on her fingers like they might run away, the squeeze you have down on her cock — “god damn” she whispers, might need to take a picture and fucking frame it. finally, she catches your pleading gaze. “gonna move now, babe, c— can i move?”, and you whine, because it’s beginning to feel unfair, so she connects her lips with yours and slides her hot tongue inside. she breaks the kiss, grinning like she won the apocalypse lottery. “mhm, gonna move, gonna give you what you want”

──★ at first, she thrusts agonizingly slow like a snail. moves her hips backwards and doesn’t slam it fully inside, lets the tip hang nearly outside of your entrance and then slowly but deliciously slips it in again. you wail, actually wail for her to go deeper, and it clicks in her head when you scratch her back in a way that makes her hiss. she bottoms out fully, moving backwards and then slides inwards again. she won’t stop looking into your goddamn eyes, then stares into your lips that are now “o” shaped. she’s flushed and she’s biting her bottom lip so hard it might draw blood, but then she asks you “t’feels good?” and doesn’t add that cocky “huh?” that she loves to murmur when her fingers are the ones your cunt is hugging, because she actually needs to know. “mhm, good ellie, you’re so good to me” you praise, which sends ellie into a goddamn frenzy — eyelids fluttering and falling heavy as a deep, throaty chuckle escapes from within. “god fuckin’ damn, how did i even…” then she slams it again, which makes both of you gasp. her right thigh shakes, “fuckin’ get so fuckin’ lucky with you?”, she wont stop cussing, slurring up her words and misplacing her “fucks” and her “fucking”s. the louder your moans get, the braver ellie grows, pumping her cock harder now, milking every thrust and every whimper, “who’s f-f fucking you, hm?” she asks, and her thumb neglects your clit but you don’t even need it anymore since she’s giving it to you so good from within. her digit meets your face, caressing the corner of your lip, which makes you take your tongue out and ellie realizes you want it inside as well. you seem to want everything inside, huh? she thinks. her cock, her fingers, her tongue, her goddamn thumb. she complies out of want, curiosity, how slutty would you look sucking on her finger. admittedly, she’s had dreams about it, about you; bent down on your knees sucking on a popsicle in july, sucking a lollipop as she watches from above. she gazes at your cheeks hollow in as she slides her thumb in and out, but you bite it and she gasps — keep it inside cause you’re about to suck it, then she loses it entirely. “you’re fuckin’ gonna make me fuckin’ cum” she whimpers, she says it like she's scared, like she's surprised or confused because heavens how could it be possible?

──★ knowing that you were about to make her cum untouched makes the coil in your stomach nearly snap. you're prideful now, but your pussy feels like it’s quivering so much you simply don't know and can't grasp on how to be cocky about it like she does. another praise escapes your lips, "love your dick s-s- so so much", and ellie growls, she feels depraved and sick, absolutely pussydrunk and on the verge of a heart attack. her rule, however, is that she cannot under any circumstance come before you do, so she speeds up. grabbing both of your cheeks with her hands, she squeezes them together and coos. "you're gonna cum for me" she commands, so your eyebrows furrow together and your eyes close shut. she's dominating you to the verge of tears, so when ellie tells you to cum, you will do as she says. "g, g- gonna cum, it’s, s'-so much" you warn, absolutely breathless, toes curling inside of your socks.

──★ you could call her delusional or crazy, but when you nearly reach your orgasm, she feels your walls hugging her tightly. fortunately for you, ellie is nothing but talkative. it may be odd, because she’s not much of a blabber mouth, but when she’s inside and you’re being fucked out on her strap, talking you through it is all she seems to wanna do. “can f-feel that little pussy hugging me, fuck, gonna give me a big one? pretty girl? give ellie a big one, c’mon”, she’s relentless with it, fast and chasing her own high, not knowing where to goddamn look — your eyes that scream “i love you” or your pussy that’s begging to be filled up some more, or maybe your lips that are covered with drool. she settles however, on your eyes. you nod profusely, “gonna give it to you… mhm” you hiccup, which ellie deems as nothing but so fuckin’ cute, to the point where she wants to break you in half just to hear that “cuteness” some more. when your eyes roll back to the top of your head, cunt filled to the brim — ellie swears something to herself. she’s gonna fuck you every day. if humanly possible, she would have fucked you all the time. so you give it to her, a real big one, one that leaves you paralyzed, not even moaning — sweet sticky mouth fully agape with a choked up scream of her name. she wants to warn you that she’s about to cum too, but you’re too quick to notice. “cum for me, ellie” you beg in that sweet voice of yours and she cums with a huge , lovey-dovey, cumdrunk smile plastered across on her face.

──★ when you’re done, she cleans you up with a wet towel and kisses you everywhere. then — “i picked up a new book and it has a bunch of pics of cool bugs, y’wanna see?”. you’re fucked and in love.

#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie x reader #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams x you #ellie tlou #ellie x yn #ellie williams drabble #ellie williams x fem reader

[caraphernellie]

brrrr softdom ellie 😵‍💫😵‍💫 i firmly believe jackson/seattle ellie would be a softdom (who may or may not like to run her mouth) sry not sry

so here's a short fic about ellie teasing a shy gf (written by a shy girlie herself)

cw: softdom!ellie, sub!reader. oral + fingering (r!receiving), shy!reader, lots of dirty talk, pet names such as good girl, sweet girl, babe, praise

18+ below the cut!! minors do not interact >:(

you feel a gentle slap on your thigh, not enough to sting, but enough to chill the goosebumps on your skin and alert you.

"keep your eyes open," ellie murmurs, her fingers trailing over your folds, gathering slick between her calloused fingertips. "look at me, babe."

a small, choked out moan is all you can muster. teased for minutes now, knowing ellie won't let up until you get over your nerves. you flick your gaze down low to ellie, kneeling between your legs on the bed.

that sly grin on her lips doesn't help, not when the pads of her fingers dip just slightly into your quivering hole. your head rolls to the side and ellie makes a 'tsk' sound, squishing plush skin of your thigh in her free hand.

"i said look at me, babe," she says, slightly more commanding this time. "i don't wanna have to use some force. stop hiding, just wanna see your pretty face."

"i... can't," you say. it's such a little whisper ellie misses it, though, and she kisses the inside of your thigh, rubbing her digits up and down your slit again - another, slightly harder slap on your thigh ringing around the bedroom.

"don't look away or you'll get another one," she warns. she soothes the sting, however, open mouthed kisses trailing from the red mark to your swollen nub, your body twitching when she lays her lips there.

"what do you want, baby?" ellie coos, "tell me what you want."

it feels so cruel, yet her gentle disposition weakens you to putty.

"ellie," you whine, taking shaky breaths. you didn't even notice your incessant writhing until ellie's free hand presses firmly onto your abdomen, holding you still.

"yeah?" she asks, that smirk is so clear in the tone of her voice. it's amusing to her. "what is it, sweet girl? use your words f'me."

arousal pooling in your stomach, those fluttering wings of butterflies leaving you squirmy again, ellie's hand presses harder to stop it. green eyes stare up at you, intense and piercing, unwavering.

"your fingers," you whisper. "please."

"sorry, speak up?" oh, she heard you just fine. it's just that- ellie's never been with someone so shy before. she had no idea it'd be this fun to play with you - she's let you get away with being shy for too long, and well, now she's trying to break it out of you. "tell me what you want."

another whine of frustration, a little louder now. "please, ellie, y-your fingers..."

"where?" ellie grins, nimble fingers once again coating in your wetness.

"in..." you sigh quietly, looking away for a second before gazing back into ellie's eyes. "in my pussy."

"that's it," says ellie, and she wastes no time rewarding you, sliding her long fingers in almost too easily. "good girl."

it takes a considerable amount of effort not to cover your face, and you chew your lower lip, attempting to conceal that whiny huff of air her fingers elicit from you.

and you won't be given a break, your voice no time to rest. not when ellie's tongue swirls around your puffy clit, words soft against your throbbing cunt.

"tell me baby, feel good? let me hear you."

#ellie williams x reader #tlou2 x reader #ellie williams x fem reader #fem reader #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie fanfic #⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ fanfic #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x yn #ellie x you #ellie x yn #ellie x reader

[cassyxox]

I’m so obsessed with the concept of bbf!ellie I had to make a little post..heavily inspired from a post by @clearheartgreyflowers

Imagine bbf!ellie teaching you how to play guitar..18+

ur back pressed against her front..her fingers guiding ur’s to different strings. she would so tease you. letting out sweet little praises.

“see?..your gettin’ the hang of it..”

“ur doing so good I’m-…kinda surprised” she chuckled. making ur neck shiver. her face angled around you. watching from below.

you barely could even function with the way ellie was praising you everytime u did good.

but when u didn’t..she would grip ur wrist. rather softly. letting out a little “tsk tsk tsk” you on the other hand breathing out a small “ahh..” brows furrowed from the grip she had on u.

“wrong string babe..”

you looked back at her. “Im-..this is so hard”

“let me try again?..pleasee?”

studying her zoned out expression. you couldn’t tell what she was thinking. but then a smirk rose upon her freckled pretty face. green eyes back on yours. her right hand let go of your wrist. the ache slowly going away.

“how bout this?..” she spoke. wetting her lips. suddenly the feeling of her back non comforting anymore. she turned around facing you fully. pulling the guitar out of ur shaky arms.

“ellie what are you-“ you tried but she finished. “how about we play a little game?..” u rolled ur eyes.

what game could she possibly wanna play.

u scoffed. “ellie..we’re not 12 what are you saying?” but in the back of ur mind u were so nervous.

Ellie was a lot. well her mouth was. always leaving u in awe..whenever u were around her and your brother.

Like that one time where u were laying in bed. thinking about what ellie meant earlier when u sent a pic of you in a bikini to the gc with ur brother and her in it.

her response being a “yea I would..”

ur brother’s a short “ellie dude..chill fr”

whenever u had tried asking him later that night what she meant. he had brushed u off with a quick “nothing.”

leaving u to wonder in ur own thoughts all night.

but now..it was just you and her. in ur room.

ellie’s voice pulling u out of the daze. “I’m saying that if you—you know mess up..you have to do something for me..” u giggled. “uhh like what exactly?”

does she want like a hug or something?

“give me a kiss..on the lips.” u laughed even louder. “ellie ur not..being serious right?”

was she?

she smirked. “oh I’m being super serious (y/n)..or are you..”

she looked around the room. making a frightened expression.

“..scared?” u rolled ur eyes at her gesture. “uh..no it’s just a little strange..” u softly muttered out. looking everywhere but at her.

taking a glance at ur ring finger. then back up at her.

being met with a flirty smile? oh ellie…

“kay well..don’t make it strange—just think of it as a thank you for showing me how to play ur guitar kiss..you know?” she spoke eyeing the way ur lips were halfway open.

She just wanted to stick her-

“ok whatever.. I’ll do it” crossing ur arms you made eye contact with ellie. the smile on her face never faltering.

“alright..cmere” she grabbed her guitar watching u get situated very closely in front of her. your jeans scratching against hers.

she gave u her guitar. basically pushing it into ur arms.

“what do I do?..” questioning her antics. she smirked. a little pitch in her voice. “play me what I showed u earlier—the first part..small one.”

she’s doing this on purpose. u barely even remember the right strings. u were so focused on her fingers.

“ellie.” “just uhh—do it” her smile faltered.

“geez okay..” u muttered. rolling ur eyes. ur fingers gripped the strings. u slowly strummed trying so desperately to flick the right strings. u were sounding pretty good until..

“wrong string” u stopped.

“ellie that didn’t eve-“ “-it was the wrong string” she spoke quickly her voice never faltered.

“whatever..” u huffed pushing her guitar to the floor. “sooo..” u heard her giggle. “what about that kiss yea?” she really wanted a kiss.

“ellie can’t we just..hug or something?” u pleaded. her eyes boring into urs. “no u agreed to it so you kinda have to” she expressed. shrugging her shoulders. u groaned moving closer to her.

she had that stupid weird smile on her face.

“on the lips?” “yes (y/n)..” u sighed. leaning into her but she moved back. “ah ah ah..on my lap.”

u have got to be kidding me.

“ellie that’s so stupi-“ “—ur making this take way longer than it has to..cmon.” she groaned pulling u on top of her by ur hips.

why were u internally shaking.

“nice seat right” ellie teased. “oh my-shutup” she tapped ur hip with her finger patiently waiting. u sighed. leaning into her but this time she didn’t pull back. the warmth of her lips meeting urs. she groaned loudly but was muttered by your mouth. her grip on your hip tightened.

U were in a daze before u pulled back. lips wet from her warm ones. she patted ur hip.

“see..wasn’t so hard was it?” her raspy voice filling the now quiet room.

u shook ur head. trying to seem unfazed.

“guess not..” u spoke. moving from ur place on her lap. “soo..” “pick it back up we’re not done..” ellie said. her lips were plump.

her neck feeling hot for some reason.

u groaned. she stiffened. feeling rather flushed. thinking of her next demand. she really wanted to play with u.

“If u mess up this time u have to give me a kiss on the neck.. yea?” She tried to sound tall and proud. but the shakiness in her voice was heard.

u scoffed. “ellie cmon..what are you doing..” questioning her antics. “just playing a little game..why are you making this into something it doesn’t have to be”

she’s just playing a game. It’s not that serious. She’s just messing with me like she always does. u thought. your just reading to much into it.

“fine..” “okay then”

..2 minutes later..

“wrong string”

“ur so annoying-” “—what was that?” she grabbed the guitar pulling it away. “nothing..” u sighed. crawling toward her.

I can’t believe I’m doing this. u thought to urself. slowly angling ur head towards her neck..

ur breath hitting the pale flesh making her softly groan out. “don’t wet ur pants now..” u joked. “shutu-“ her raspy voice getting cut off by the feel of ur lips on her lonely neck. the feel of warmth suffocating her. u leaned in even closer. Tongue tracing over her skin. “ohh yea..” she softly spoke.

u inched back. looking at the little mark u left.

“so pretty..” u gazed up at her. a little smile on ur face.

“Imagine what my brothers gonna say” u laughed quietly. “yea imagine..” nervousness in her voice as she spoke. “you okay ellie?..was that to much?”

“no pick it back up.”

u were shocked with her next demand she wanted. “uhh— you have to kiss my stomach..o—on ur belly looking up at me.”

kinky.

it wasn’t surprising when u messed up again. maybe u we’re doing it on purpose. the whole ordeal was awkward and another feeling you couldn’t quiet think of. Ellie smiled down at you with such a heavy grin.

she wouldn’t fully admit it. but the sight of u on ur stomach touching her in such a way. was making her forget this was just a..game?

yes a game. she kept repeating in her head.

the game kept going. Ellie wanting u to kiss random places on her. until it got to the last one.

U were so close to finishing the whole piece. but ur stupid finger messed everything up.

“wrong string.” oh god.

u sat patiently waiting for her demand. but u didn’t think she would be this upfront.

“Put ur hand in my boxers..” ur eyes grew wide. ur fingers dug into ur hand. “el..”

“do it.” her jaw clenched. ur breathing was ragged. frantic. u could feel ur heartbeat out of ur chest..

u slowly approached ellie. how was she so calm?

u moved ur wrist from ur side. moving way to slow for her liking. “cmon unbutton em..s’not that hard” she leaned back on her elbows. giving space between her thighs.

u couldn’t even look at her. just so focused on getting her buttons undone.

once u finally did. Ellie pulled ur wrist under her dark jeans. ur hand was met with..was that..

“You feel that?..now take them off.”

oh this was gonna be a long night.

pics @elliesgalaxy🙏

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[elliesexual]

okay what if i dont wanna use my health kit? i just wanna listen to ellie grunt and whimper for a little please

#the last of us #ellie williams #tlou #lesbian #im inlove w her #ellie x yn #ellie x you #ellie x reader #fan fiction #ellie smut #smut #fluff #thelastofus

[saintgoths]

ᴄᴀᴛ ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ?

DEALER!ELLIE X READER - CAT GOT YOUR TONGUE? [COLLEGE/UNIVERSITY AU].

[PART FOUR TO THE CATWOMAN SERIES.]

WORD COUNT - 3,736.

RATING - 18+. [shameless smut, fingering, cunnilingus and scissoring].

SUMMARY - as the bond between you and ellie grows, someone from the past of both your lives leaves you speechless.

[follow for more content].

previous chapter - chapter three.

When Ellie had returned home from dinner at the du Armani manor, the two of you had spoken on the phone the entire night, no breaks, no awkward moments, everything had flowed and Ellie had wished the moment would’ve never come to a stop, but the freckled girl had understood that every good moment must come to an end.

Ever since Ellie had dinner at your home and had understood the troubles of your home life, the two of you had excessively grown closer to each other, your father had gone to his check-ups and had gotten healthier compared to prior events, howbeit, you were still unsure about your father’s condition along with the outcome of the entire thing.

Aside from that, you and Ellie had hung out every day and had aided each other with the courses you had both taken, you were each other’s muses and were inseparable, the times the two of you were found in the corridors there would be individuals who would bring the situation that involved the leaked nudes from time to time and even though both you and Ellie had attempted to ignore people’s comments. Ellie had her moments where she’d want to confront the person which would involve you holding her back and telling her that what they say or think doesn’t matter.

“I wonder where Doris is anyway,” Ellie harshly muttered her tense demeanour softened when she had felt your hand wrap around her right arm.

“You’re not going to do anything to her,” you comically said as you clicked your tongue. “Plus,” you began as you leaned your head against her shoulder, “my dad has dealt with everything.”

Indifferent, Ellie gently snorted in kickback. “Doris being kicked out isn’t enough, I want a full confrontation.” Empathetic, you slowly brought yourself to kiss Ellie’s jaw. “Well, there’s a party happening today, do you want to go?” Ellie kindly suggested and excited, you had straightened your back.

“Is it a costume party? There’s a costume I want you to see me in,” you teasingly winked and eager to know more about the outfit, Ellie peered her head towards you.

“No, it’s not a costume party, but I want to see you in whatever you want to show me,” the auburn-haired girl gleamed and restrictive, you gently pulled your body away from Ellie’s figure, your paw still around her upper limb.

By the look on your face, Ellie could tell that you had planned to not reveal the costume yet and as outcome, she had internally groaned. “I’ll dress up with what I have next time then,” you responded, your tone had appeared to badger Ellie who had then dramatically rolled her eyes but easily over the idea that she wasn’t going to see you in the outfit you had wanted to surprise her in, the virile woman had pulled you closer to her and confidently led you into the cafeteria.

You had left for class and Ellie had been surrounded by her closest friends, Dina and Jesse, it had been less than half an hour since your class had started and the love birds’ break had currently begun and they used their break to spend time with their love-sick friend who appeared to be drowned in thoughts of your time together with her.

“Are you and [Y/N] a thing now?” Jesse curiously questioned and instantly, the music student had been snapped out of her thoughts, her eyes wide in shock once she realised that they still sat around her.

“Something like that,” Ellie shrugged and with Ellie’s response, the couple had sneaked an exchange of unsure glances.

Ellie had caught the looks Dina and Jesse directed to each other and awkwardly sat up on the small cafeteria seat her butt had been plopped against. “At least she’s not avoiding me,” Ellie exclaimed with her arms stiffly open, “or ignoring me.”

“What happened anyways?” Dina questioned, her energy had remained suspicious towards the du Armani woman, even though it had appeared that the connection between [Y/N] and Ellie had transitioned into a bond a little more stable, Dina had thought that [Y/N] had a long way to go when it came to showing she was here for the long ride.

With her shoulders bounced, Ellie gently trailed her fingers against the table they had sat around. “It’s some secret family stuff, and when I saw it, it all made sense to me,” and with the way Dina had raised her eyebrows, it had commenced Ellie to sit up straight, in defence of her infatuation. “Well, I think you should back off on [Y/N] anyways.”

“Ellie, Dina is just trying to be a good friend,” Jesse forwardly replied, the male had been understanding on both sides, but he had thought it was best to be a mediator knowing how explosive and adamant the two women could be.

“Well, I don’t want to be friends with someone who is always bad mouthing someone I like,” Ellie brashly commented, surprised at what the Williams girl had said, Jesse and Dina had reticently stared at the freckled girl who had calmly slid herself off her seat. “I’ll see you two later, I guess,” she mumbled prior she made her way away from them and out of the cafeteria.

With her hand tight around your wrist, Ellie had calmly led you where the party had been in, the two of you weren’t surprised when you had peeked that the building had been pretty packed, on one hand, ere you two had entered the structure, you had the idea to smoke in Ellie’s car before making way into the party.

Buzzed and infatuated with each other, you had softly leaned the front of your body against Ellie’s back, your chin rested against her shoulder while your eyelids were a bit heavy, on the other hand, Ellie hadn’t been able to keep her hands off you, especially the moment she had observed what you had been wearing.

The juncture she saw you exit your dorm room she had mentioned how tight the clothing you had worn had excited her, and how she planned to have your back against a bed with her towering over you, moreover, the moment you two had entered the building, the Williams girl had scanned the area for a room for the both of you to fuck in. As much as you had wanted that, you had lightly gripped her slightly muscled upper arm, you had wanted to stay with other people for a bit before you fell into Ellie’s desires.

“We didn’t even party for more than ten minutes,” you lightly joked and aware with how your joke had truth in it, the taller girl had smoothly twisted her body to face yours and had brought you into her arms.

With a smile plastered on your face, you had felt Ellie kiss the tip of your nose, then pull her face back, her warm face had curved into a serious theme. “I have a question for you,” and shortly reticent you had pulled your hands to her shoulders and pressed your stomach against hers.

“Go on,” you muttered.

“What are we? Are we each other’s girlfriends?” Ellie questioned and puzzled you had stared at her as if she were stupid.

“Aren’t we?” You attempted to clarify and gently, Ellie shook her head.

“Well,” Ellie awkwardly chuckled, “none of us asked the other the question.”

Humoured, you had pressed your forehead gently against Ellie’s, “Do you want to be my girlfriend?” You seriously questioned, on the other hand, no matter how deliberate you had appeared and sounded, Ellie could hear the comedy in your tone, nevertheless, the red-haired girl had understood your behaviour, she knew that you were being serious and it had made her heart drawback then fasten.

Hitched, Ellie had slowly pulled her face away from yours as she had gently swayed to the music that had loudly played in the background, eyes examining the beauty that had stood in front of her, while a bundle of happiness had bubbled in her stomach. “Yes.”

Content, simultaneously, the two of you had moved near each other to prize and gift each other with kisses, the embrace passionate and swiftly steamy, Ellie’s hand had travelled lower down your back and teasingly gripped your rounded buttocks as the behaviour she had planned aimed towards you had itched to play. The moment the taller girl had pulled her lips away from yours she had quickly took in as much air as she could ere she had returned your mouth against yours, her movement quick and desperate you could feel how the freckled woman had been desperate to tear off your clothes and use you however she wanted.

“Let’s find a room,” you amiably whispered and briskly, Ellie had agreed to your comment and had grabbed your hand the moment she had forced herself to peel her lips away from your opening. She had slid your hand up your wrist while she hurriedly searched for an empty room, the previous chambers being taken by lewd couples who had similar plans the two of you had shared.

The moment the two of you had found a room, Ellie had quickly closed and locked the door behind her, you had your hands pressed against her chest, your digits on task to unbutton the buttons on her shirt, Ellie’s hands had returned to your buttocks and silently you had observed that your ass must’ve been one of Ellie’s favourite things about you, once more, the green-eyed girl had squeezed your buttocks fore she easily slid her hands back to the front of your jeans to aid you to peel off your lower clothing and lead you to the bed.

The time the two of you had shared to take off each other’s clothing, your lips had barely left each other, equally passionate and sensual to let go of one another. Yet, the moment you had been naked under Ellie’s bare frame the girl had become determined to kiss every inch of your upper skin, while two of her fingers trailed towards your cunt, the pad of her fingers lightly stroked the wetness between your thighs while her sore lips had sucked and nibbled your neck.

You had lightly moaned at her boastful aroused nature and had spread your legs furtherly open while she circled the head of her fingers around your clit, as she licked behind your ear the Williams girl had invited herself to stroke your damp cunt further which had caused your soft whimpers to twirl into frantic whines. Without a thought, you had grabbed onto her wrists and lustfully humped your pussy against her digits, blinded with horniness, you rolled your body into a quick climax.

Humoured, Ellie let out a soft chuckle, both of her hands had cupped your face before she pressed her light pink toned lips against your mouth. “Just as desperate as me, pretty,” she hoarsely whispered before she had pushed your figure contra the bed once more, her lips eager to caress the vehement and fervent heat that had reticently begged for her mouth, on her way to lick your cunt, the girl had hastily licked your inner thighs, determined to leave zealous love marks fore she teasingly used the flat of her tongue to stroke the top of your clit.

As you shuddered against her touch, Ellie had grabbed your outer thighs and pushed them down to the sides of your upper body, with her quick motion you had moaned while you had cupped the back of your knees to fully view the racy and libidinous girl who had lost herself between your thighs, the way she had sucked and flicked her tongue against your pearl, had caused you to tightly tuck your bottom lips behind your teeth, achingly, you had used one hand to reach for her hair so you could smother your seeping juices against her face.

Ellie had moaned at your provocative demeanour, her jaded eyes reflected yours as her tongue swirled and danced around and against your clit, “Ellie!” You passionately cried out as your pussy had throbbed against her face, the pressure of her tongue had slipped inside of you, the texture had dragged beneath your nub just as she commenced to fuck her tongue into your cunt.

Hungrily, she moaned, the tip of her fingers had dug into your buttocks as she deeply pressed her face against your heat, her tongue angrily lapped against your seeping sex that sharply shook against her muscle, quickly, the girl had slipped in three of her digits, in order to stretch and drive you into a lustful insanity. In aghast, you had loudly wailed at her quick motion, the friction of both her tongue and fingers had pushed you into a drunken state, that had compelled you to rub your ardent pussy against her tongue and fingers.

Eyes tight shut you had whimpered and curled your feet as you could feel the vulgar rush push through you, your second climax lewd; and with eager, Ellie had licked up your nectar, your sweet fluids pungent enough for Ellie to continue eating and licking your cum and ambrosia. Tense, you had desperately pushed Ellie’s face away from your heat, you were well aware of her obsession with your taste and sending you into an overstimulated episode. With her hot breath that fanned against your cunt, Ellie eventually pulled her frame away from your sex and returned her lips against your mouth.

“You’re handling it well,” Ellie teasingly whispered ere she pressed her lips against your mouth again, her fingers locked around your breast as she fondled with them. Smoothly, Ellie slid herself on top of you, her wet and swollen pussy against yours as her hands returned and remained against the sides of your face, softly, you had moaned at the touch of her clit against yours, Ellie hadn’t moved yet, but her pearl was hard and you could peek that she had fought every muscle to not rub her pussy over yours.

“I can always handle you well,” you lustfully whispered and with comedic doubt, Ellie stared back at you, her eyes low and darkened with desire.

“That’s what you always say,” she whispered before she kissed you again, she had begun slow, her swollen clit rested against your used and spoiled cunt, loudly, you had moaned against her mouth, Ellie’s tight breast pressed against yours as she slowly guided you to rest on your back.

Gently your lips had shuddered against hers, slowly, you had reached for her ass, impatient for the woman to become more animalistic and fiercer, yet, it was like she knew that was what you waited for, and she had wanted to drag that greed of lust you had in you.

With her hands beside your head, Ellie commenced to rock her body further and faster, her eyes blackened with avidity, as hard and rough moans seeped out of her mouth. As you had struggled to keep yourself together your arms were cloaked around Ellie’s broad shoulders, your moans high and curved while the wetness of her heat had dogged and stroked against yours, the bulge of her clit swabbed and smeared contra your cunt that eagerly pulsed with excitement.

Shamelessly your moans that had melted with Ellie’s had echoed in the bedroom, the raw and indecent wet sounds of your pussies that had rubbed against each other, had pushed Ellie to angle into a corrupt and brash creature who’s only motive was to ardently ride out her climax, and assign you into a libidinous delirium. “Fuck!” She loudly moaned just as the point of her clit actively bounced against yours.

Her eyes were tight shut while her fierce climax had spilled against your skin. The warmth of her nectar had hit a strike of your lust as she carried on to fiercely stroke her cunt against your pussy, “Ellie! Ellie! Ellie!” You ludicrously cried out, the orbs of your eyes had spun backwards as you could feel the rabid heat take over your body, frantically, your juices had spattered out, the eject of your flow had encouraged Ellie to keep on moving, her lips pressed against yours as she had known that over-stimulation drove you crazy.

Muffled, you had whimpered against her lips as wetness built up in your eyes, your body weak of desire that had been carelessly used by the red-headed minx who objected to have you limp beneath her. Lucrative of her goal, Ellie had felt your body shake beneath hers, sportive, she bucked her hips forwards a couple of times as she had watched the tears spill out of your eyes.

Puckish, the girl had finally pulled herself off your figure, the tiredness had caught up to her but she knew that the both of you couldn’t stay in the bedroom longer, you were already sat up, and Ellie had been surprised that you had been able to move your muscles, yet, she had concentrated to use the rest of her time to pull her garments back onto her body. “You weren’t able to handle it,” Ellie briefly joked and comically irritated, you had clicked your tongue in response to Ellie’s artful comment.

“Shut up,” you gently whispered while you had fixed your appearance in front of the closest and only mirror in the room, while you had taken in the atmosphere around you, you peeked that this must’ve been a man’s bedroom, and sportive, you smirked at thought of the mess the bedroom’s owner would walk into once the party was over.

The moment you and Ellie had finished dressing up, you had left the bedroom and rebounded to where the main party was, moreover, briefly junctures over, you and Ellie had met up with Dina and Jesse, Ellie had informed you that Dina doesn’t necessarily drink but Jesse was one to take shots all the time.

You hadn’t been surprised when you had been met with awkwardness, to ease the intense feelings you had, Ellie snaked her arm around your waist and immediately you had felt your body soften up; with her brown eyes that switched from you to Ellie, from Ellie to you, Dina raised both of her eyebrows as she had summed up the sentence, she had itched to question but Ellie had easily answered for her.

“The both of us are together now,” Ellie gleamed and impressed, Jesse beckoned his head towards the both of you as he kindly congratulated the both of you just as Dina tucked her bottom lip behind her teeth as she then changed her chain of words.

“Congratulations,” Dina worded out and thankful, both you and Ellie had showed a reticent appreciation to the dark-haired woman who had reached her boyfriend’s hand.

As time passed on, Ellie had informed you that she had planned to get the both of you more drinks whereas Jesse had aimed for the bathroom which had left both you and Dina together.

Silent, you had crossed your arms and gracelessly scanned the area around you. “I can tell Ellie really likes you,” Dina hummed and unmoved, you had gently smiled at Dina’s comment with faux aura.

“That’s sweet,” you lowly muttered, the music almost trampled over your kickback, yet Dina was close enough to hear what you had replied with.

“Ellie has a tendency of losing herself in relationships,“ Dina continued, suddenly intrigued with what the other woman had to say, you peered to view her, arms still cross and face remained cold to her presence. “It just gets terrible when Ellie’s broken-hearted.”

“Well, I don’t plan to break her heart,” you smoothly responded and as a response, Dina gently nodded her head. “You’re a good friend, Dina.”

Surprised, Dina raised both of her eyebrows and forced a smile. “Thanks.”

Awkwardly, Dina shoved her hands in her back pockets while she leaned closer to you. “I don’t plan on ruining anything between you and Ellie.”

Smug, you lightly bounced your shoulders. “I don’t think you would’ve succeeded.”

Dryly, Dina laughed at your poor attempt of a joke, yet the dark eyed woman had noticed that your response was likely not of the comical sort. Though, when Dina’s eyes examined the area, she decided it was her turn to hold the smug expression as her eyes scanned the scene in front of her. “You should be worrying about Ellie and her ex-girlfriend, Cat.”

Stunned, you hastily whipped your view in direction of where Dina gestured her body towards. Cat?

Cat. Cat. Cat, you remember that name, but not because of Ellie.

Reticent, you had observed how Ellie rebounded towards you with Cat by her side, kindly, Ellie had given you the drinks she had tasked herself to get for you and for herself as she had introduced the both of you to each other, but with the music and how deep in thought you were, Ellie’s voice had appeared muffled to you. To seem like you had stayed in contact within the conversation, you had peeled a smile in front of the woman just as you had attempted to remember where you had known her from.

Of course, the woman had been observant enough to notice that you had scanned her like she was a weapon hidden in a packed box, humoured, the woman had smiled, not because of how stunned you were but how you had lived up to the rumours peopled had passed on about you. “Cat and Ellie go way back,” Dina easily retorted and silently you had slowly moved your head as an answer.

“Cat got your tongue?” Ellie’s ex commented and the juncture you had heard her voice you had immediately recognised where you had known her from, and gently humoured you had scoffed when you had memorised that Cat had been one of your “conquered concubines” as you would say, along with the memory you had of her crying when she had found you with another girl.

You would always get told that the world is small, yet you always dismissed it whenever someone told you it, but realising that the girl you had mercilessly played was the former lover of your current partner had made you understand how accurate the phrase was.

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[borntoocry]

I know you

summary: Ellie and yn stopped being friends their senior year. they went their separate ways and yn became desperate for her to return. she had already patched herself up and was ready for it. I guess she manifested it, because... 

no warnings. 

this is shit. I cried five times during this. it’s based on something personal (my ex-best friend who I desperately miss. shush. I'm still hurt.) 

word count: 1.2k

The party happening around you is supposed to lift your woeful mood. You are supposed to be drinking, smoking, dancing on tables and what-not. Your ‘friend,’ Sydnee, is supposed to kiss your cheek and whisper sweet nothings into your ear to motivate you to partake in such activities. And she is, but you aren’t motivated.

It has been months since you left New York and you’ve yet to see any sight of Ellie. You know she’s here in Virginia, but she has squirmed her way into a unique hiding spot where it is impossible to find her. You attend colleges nearby one another, and you’re certain she’s heard about this party as nothing happens in your close college towns, but you can’t find her.

This is a sign that you should give up. You can’t find her because she doesn’t want to be found. But you were best friends and you slept with one another more times than you could count. She was there for you when your dad fled the country; she was there when you were severely depressed and couldn’t get out of bed, and she was there when you lashed out on her for ‘not doing enough.’ She had tried to comfort you at first, but when you bashed in her arms, she realized she had enough. And since then–that questionably cold night in May–she left. She served you her reasons, and she told you to let her be.

You’ve tried to reach out to her. You left her millions of messages and she left you on read. You dropped by her house and left notes for her. But nothing.

You thought you would hear from her by the time you moved into college, but she didn’t say a word. She went to her college and you went to yours, and that was it. Albeit missing her, you stopped messaging her. You just held onto the hope that one day she would drop by to see you.

You chug the random drink in your hand, sipping on what tastes like pineapple and too much tequila. Your throat almost rejects the alcohol, so you tip your cup over and pour the mixture onto the grass. No more drinking for you. It stings your chest and brain and the aftermath is a disaster.

You throw the cup into a nearby trash bin and sit on the ledge below you. It overlooks a large field, possibly for soccer games as there’s two goal posts shoved into a bench. You pick out a cigarette shoved into your bra and the neon pink lighter in your pocket.

You flick the lighter on and shove the flame onto the tip of your cigarette. You suck in a deep breath and keep the smoke trapped in your mouth, then throat and chest until it bangs on your front teeth. You exhale and the cloud of smoke drifts into the stuffy air.

You continue smoking your old cigarette and looking out onto the field. Some people lay on the grass, drinking out of red cups and smoking on joints and cigarettes. Some smile, some laugh, others kiss or makeout. You wish you were one of them, because they all seem to be enjoying the night. Whereas you are miserably smoking and people-watching.

You could have been like them if you hadn’t mistreated Ellie. She was trying to be there the way she knew. Ellie hadn’t always been open to emotion. Her mind wasn’t able to process the wide range of emotions you had. You were a passionate person, and you enjoyed feeling every emotion that rushed through you. And Ellie loved that because she wasn’t able to be that way. You had wanted her to be more open; you tried to softly push her into the open world of feeling. But she wasn’ budging.

And the more you tried, the more she grew frustrated. She couldn’t be the person you wanted. She would try to feel what you felt, tend to the bruises dancing on your skin, cure them and kiss them the best she could, but somehow, that wasn’t enough for you.

But it most certainly was once she was gone.

Your cigarette is on its last puff so you snuff it out and throw it over the ledge.

You’re about to reach for another when Sydnee taps your shoulder and kisses your cheek. You know it’s her because her fingers are always ice cold and her kisses are always wet. You no longer fall into her, so you just ask, “Yes? Is there something wrong?”

She shakes her head and whispers, “A friend is here looking for you. Ellie?”

Your posture immediately straightens out and you turn your head to her. “Williams?” you ask, making sure the Ellie she is referring to is your Ellie.

She shrugs. “I dunno. Just said she’s Ellie.”

You nod and stand up, dusting yourself off to appear put together. You know you smell of cigarettes but then again the entire house smells of smoke and liquor.

Sydnee backs away and enters the house. Ellie stands across from you, a flannel hugging her body perfectly. Her hands are stuffed in her pockets and she’s rocking on the balls of her feet, obviously struck with nervousness.

You clear your throat and say, “Hey.”

She nods. “Hey.”

“How are you?” you ask, even though by the looks of it, she’s amazing. She looks like she’s gotten full nights of sleep and has not lost a single tear.

She shrugs and starts walking towards you. You think she might sit down on the ledge, so you sit down ahead of her. You look up as she takes a seat and wait for her to verbally respond.

“I’m doing okay,” she says.

You turn to her and tilt your head to the side, studying her perfect face and freckles you missed more than anything. When you look at her more, you can tell that she’s just covered up her eyebags and small pimples.

“Just okay?” you whisper. The more you look at her, you also realize that there must be a reason she’s wriggled out of her hiding spot. “You’re not okay, are you?” She shakes her head. You lean over and rest your head on her shoulder. You kiss her shoulder softly and shift your fingers over a few centimeters.

“I missed you. I’m sorry I left without giving you a chance to hear you out.”

You shake your head and wrap your fingers around hers. “I understand. No matter how badly I wanted you to speak to me, I understand.”

“I’m coming back,” she whispers.

You nod and kiss her once more.

“Just promise me you’ll give me a second to adjust, okay? Don’t rush me into openly expressing every single emotion. I will work on it as long as you give me the space.”

You violently nod and sit up on your knees. You turn her around and wrap your arms around her neck. You kiss the side of her head and whisper, “I promise,” into her ear. “I am beyond sorry, El. I was a shitty person and you never deserved that. I will be better. For you. For us. Okay?”

She chuckles and whispers back, “I believe you. And a request… if that’s okay.”

You pull away and look down at her. “Yes. What is it?”

“Get rid of Sydnee. She’s not for you.”

You nod. “Yes, okay.”

She chuckles and brings you back into the hug, almost suffocating you.

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[ellieanddinacanlitstabme]

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[cowboyellies]

—SUPERCUT .e.w. smau

character introduction & prologue

series masterlist.

pairing: Rockstar!Ellie x IndieSinger!Reader

synopsis: ellie and you dated in high school where the two of you bonded together over your shared love of music. when ellie dumps you before your senior year to focus on her dreams of becoming a rockstar you write a devastating breakup song in your heartbroken daze. three years later you release the song and it blows up on social media. when it comes out that the song is about ellie, who reached her dreams of fame as the lead singer of her band the fireflies, the controversy spread like wildfire forcing you two to reconnect

warnings/themes: ellie is kind of a dick, ellie is cocky and annoying, second chance romance, probably some alcohol and drug references (nothing too crazy), enemies to lovers?kinda?

authors note: hello!! this is my first time making a smau and I don’t really know what i’m doing but I had a lot of fun doing it. the song I referenced in this chapter "paper-clip" isn't real lmao but I'll probably end up referencing other music in future chapters. basically I just want you to imagine the effect drivers license had on the internet when everyone was losing their minds and freaking out over artists love lives

(p.s if you are waiting for a new chapter of august it's coming I promise I just have crazy writers block sorryyy!!!)

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[lingeriae]

Hi Jae. !!NO FILTER WARNING!! Requesting some slippery wet messy, lesbian smut. Tribbing, tongue play, Black fem reader, Scissoring

I beg 🙏🏃‍♀️

on it's way! (had to search up what da fuck was tribing 💀)

warnings - smut! minors dni, fingering, spitting, lil bit of oral (r receiving), clit slapping, cursing (duh), kinda mean dom ellie, overstimulation, choking, praising w a lil of degradation.

parings - ellie williams x black fem reader (didn't know who else to write for LMAO)

"im not playing with you-!" you try to run from the girl in front of you, your efforts being useless as she quickly snatches you up, a gasp falls from your lip as she pushes you on the bed and climbs over you , straddling your waist and giggling at how you craned your neck away from her avoiding eye-contact.

a wolfish grin makes it way unto plump cherry pink lips, eyes glinting with desire. you can almost hear your heart beating through your ears and you wonder if she can hear it too, a heat blazing throughout your whole face and your panties wet with arousal.

your overwhelmed with the sudden urge to hide yourself from her as she suddenly moves closer, eyes peering down at you with that dark and insatiable look. it has you hooked, anticipating her next move as you feel her hand drift all over your body, her tongue coming out to lick her lips as she watched you through her eyelashes. that fucking smirk on her face - knowing full well the effect she has on you.

"why you so quiet, pretty?" ellie seductively aks, voice laced with honey and sweetness. a sound that has your body running hotter, and your thighs rubbing together suddenly feeling uncomfortable in your clothes, wanting her to rip them off immediately.

rolling your eyes playfully, you scrunch up your nose at her, "you think your the shit?" her grin widens and she leans closer to you, looking effortlessly sexy when she tilts her head, hair framing her face perfectly. before you even realize it, her hand cups your pussy through your panties, smiling at the whimper that falls from your lips at the mere action.

she flashes you a coy, seductive smile. her tongue pokes her inner cheeks, drawing your attention to the pretty pink tint that begins to spread across her freckled face. "talk a lot a shit for your pussy to be this wet."

your too flustered to talk now, looking away while nibbling your lower lips, slowly grinding down into the palm of her hand and letting out tiny hiccups everytime your clit dragged against it. the sight turns ellie on so much so that it hurts, green eyes staring at you for a moment before her hands are wrapping around your throat - you feel your pussy beat at how dark her eyes seemed to get.

she can't contain herself any longer, leaning down to capture your lips in a heated, passionate kiss. pink tongue swipping against your pump lips, sighing at the feeling of your nails grazing against her scalp as you ran your hands through her hair. her lips are soft and tender against yours, they're sweet - like strawberries and liqour, a battle of dominance that ellie always wins is shared between both your tongues, and ellie smirks in content at the suprised mewl that leaves your sacchrine lips when she sucks on your tongue in victory.

her tongue swipes against her lips as she leans back, admiring the dazed out look on your face with her veined hand wrapped around your pretty neck, you can slowly see all of her restraint crumbling, she squeezes your throat a little, eyeing the shy smile that began to spread on your face before mirroring it with one of her own.

"what's funny?" her eyebrows are raised, waiting for you to answer the question.

"nothing, just know im bout to get it." you mumble, biting your lip as you looked up at her through your lashes innocently, as if those words that left your pretty lips didn't mean what they meant. both of the girls eyebrows raised up to her forehead, shocked at your rare boldness, pink floods her face and the grip she has on your throat tightens.

just by her expression you can tell your in for it now, and if you couldn't tell by that you could certainly tell now with your eyes glossy, your legs spread with the naked ginger head resting comfortably between them. eyes on your pussy as she fucks her tongue into your hole, flciking up to your expression and watching how stupid you go, grinding yourself against her tongue while pretty hiccups fall from your lips, hips stuttering when she inserted a finger into you.

she's chuckling at the way you squirm, brown skin glistening with sweat as your chest rose rapidly with each gasp and moan you let out. ellie's finger moved in and out of you at a steady pace, her mouth sucking on your clit and swirling it between her tongue, releasing with a lewd pop, feeling how your warm tight pussy clenched around her single finger, watching how fucked out you look while running your hands through her hair, her name chanted over and over on your lips.

"you gonna cum, pretty girl? gonna come on my fingers and tongue?" she mutters, eyes flickering from yours to her fingers inside of you.

you don't respond, too focused on ellie's fingers inside of you. ellie's eyebrows draw together at this, a hand coming down to slap at your clit, adoring the way you back arches and the pretty squeal that comes from your lips at the action. she knows you like it because of how hard your clamped down on her fingers now, it causes a smirk to tug at the corner of her lips and her eyebrow to raise.

"asked you something."

your head bobs rapidly, tears running down your brown cheeks and your pump lips trembling in pleasure. "mhm! m-make, make me feel so good els-mmh!"

"that's what I like to hear baby." she whispers, thumb rubbing against your nub quickly and a second finger slips into your pussy with ease. your thighs are shaking as ellie moves her finger in and out of you with a scissoring motion, her tongue swirling against your clit, it's overwhelming.

"w-wait ellie...h-hold on..." your words are babbled and one of your hand finds purchase in ellie's hair, pulling it in a way to somewhat ground yourself. ellie only groans at this, knowing this was how you got when you were close, her fingers speed up inside of you and her nose bumps into your clit as she slides her tongue along you cunt.

the room is filled with lewd slurps and the sound of ellies fingers moving insdie your pussy, it causes your face to burn with embarassment that doesn't dwell as you eyes roll to the back of your head and your thighs begin to shake. "don stop, please don't stop." you tug on her hair, grinding your pussy on her as you came closer and closer to release.

with a whine, clear sticky liquid spirts out of you, and ellie quickly licks it up moaning at how sweet you tasted.

ellie leans up, resting on her knees between your thighs that she gives a gentle pat. "m'not done with you yet." she says, spreading your thighs and looking down at your puffy pussy that shined with her spit and your cum, the sight causes a sound to leave her lips, she doesn't even allow you to question it as she leans towards you, her titties pressed against yours, and crowd your space with her presence.

her lips connect to yours again, but this time it's more heated. she's desperately licking into your mouth, trying to suck at on your tongue while pushing hers down your throat, you feel spit dribble down your lips as she fucks her tongue into your mouth, allowing you to taste yourself.

"ellie..." you say meekly, not geeting to finish your sentence as the ginger smashes her lips against yours again, grinding into you and swallowing every hiccup and whimper that leaves your lips. "ellie s-stop-"

"that what you really want baby? don't want your els to fuck you good?" she drawls, hips not stopping their abuse against yours. the quick nod you give in response causes ellie to chuckle, lifting up on of your thighs so that she can angle her hips better against yours, the sudden switch of in position has a familiar feeling of pleasure twisting in your belly.

"gonna fuck your slutty pussy so good, you wont walk straight." she rasps out, her clit bumping into yours as she circles her hip against you, a moan leaving both of your lips at the feeling

your about to burst, and you can tell ellie is about to too at the way her pace speeds up. you can't focus on anything but the feeling of ellie's hips against yours, the slow grind she does when both your clits meet is both hypontizing and additive.

"m-gonna cum, don't stop ellie, please don't stop!"

"y-yeah? you close?" she huffs, a strand of her hair falling in her face and her grip on your thigh tightens, "cum with me baby, shit, know you can do it."

you come undone from her words alone, eyes drifting shut as you release while ellie rides out her high. her lips pressing against your wet cheek when she cums, mumbling an 'i love you' that you reply to with a tired smile, drfiting off to sleep with her hands wrapped around you. both your naked bodies wrapping around each other with comfort and satisfaction.

#x black reader #writtenbyjae🧘🏾‍♀ #ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie smut #ellie x black!reader #ellie x reader #ellie the last of us #black yn #black reader #black y/n #tlou fanfiction #tlou x reader

[elliesstrapon]

False Accusations

✧˚ · . Oblivious Ellie Williams x Devoted reader

"I was all over her.." ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

✧˚ · . Summary: In which your feelings couldn't be reciprocated.

✧˚ · . Warnings: Swearing, Friends to lovers, slow burn, light make outs, Ellie isn't in love with you, childhood friends, dorm mates, cheating

✧˚ · . Part 1

Your heart belonged with Ellie Williams.

You knew that for the longest of time now. You strived to be in her presence, to hold her when you saw her after a long period of time. You wanted but nothing other than to kiss her, and tell her your otherworldly thoughts you had about her late at night.

And yet, you didn't. You never did because Ellie always had someone. You'd never once a day in your life ever gotten much as close as a peck on her lips. Other than being her best friend, you were nothing more than another one of those girls who were head over heels for her, and reasonably so. Her lips were a peachy wonder, her fuchsite colored eyes better than any of the planets the world knew of, her freckles painted like stars, and her auburn hair soft, not to mention, you'd felt her arms more than a million times, they only got more muscular over the years, and her stomach was so toned, you were lucky you were the only other person in the world besides Ellie's constant line of "the one's" to see it.

It was nothing new to you when she'd come to you again, ranting about how shitty another one of those girls had been to her after she'd given them everything they asked for, her head layed gently on your lap, your fingers tangled in her messy bright hair. "I mean, 'fuck was she thinking." she fidgetted with her hands, groaning at her once again failed relationship. " 'm so done with these whores." She complained. "Then why are you still bothering?" You subconsciously rolled your eyes, your mind fogging with the jealousy. "Just fucking drop them" you bit your lip, fisting at the sheets of your bed in the palm of your hand, angrily.

" 'm over it" she sighed, watching you grab your flip phone. "who's' it?" She raised a brow, "just Jesse, wants to know what I'm doing." You replied, your fingers still twirling her hair softly. "Tell'im your busy" she grabbed the miniscule device, typing out the sorry reply and throwing your phone to the dark corner of your guys's room, it landing just barley on the sofa chair. "What the hell, Ellie?" You furrowed your brows at her, " 'm talkin' to you, he can' wait" her voice was low, begging for your attention. You didn't understand sometimes why she always came to you with her bullshit, she had everyone in your friendgroup to go to, and you were always the one who had to comply. "He gives me shit tomorrow, I'm putting the blame on you." You stopped playing with her hair. "See how it plays out for'im" she grinned, "yeah, whatever" you chuckled. Your gaze not leaving hers, the sounds of only your breathing filling the dimly lit room, the light reflecting off the millions of photos hung up on the wall. It was the moments like these ones that compelled you. Her lips and demeanor utmost hypnotizing, her eyes acting like a wormhole, swallowing your dignity, the irresistible urge to confess to her right then and there eating you alive, all while she unknowingly complained about all those nobodys you were oh so envious of. You imagined what it was like, her ruining you in bed, whispering the sweetest things into your ear, and then after taking care of you like a pitiful worthless princess, you dreamed about it so often, you knew the plot of every one of them that repeated night after night, yearning for it to all come true. "Movie?" She asked, her plush fingers tapping your hand that rested on her shoulder motionless. Her light eyes looking up at you, " 'k." You replied vaguely. Moving from beneath her head, you walked to the square shaped television, "which one?" You picked up the dvds uptop the disc player, squatting down, showing her the options. " 'Dunno..." she scanned the movies, "Laura" she hummed, watching you slip the dvd in, the disc player eating it. You grabbed the half empty bag of potato chips that had been on the night table for three nights already, plopping down next to Ellie, her head resting on your shoulder, her breaths calmly blown onto your bare skin, making the hairs on the scruff of your neck stand up, and the butterflies in your lower abdomen picking up like a migration. You left the chips between the two of you, her hand reaching frequently to grab a handful.

You were never this tense to her touch, you used to melt into it, absent mindidly excepting it. Now you were only overstimulated. The goosebumps spreading through out your body as her hands swiftly brushed past your hips, when she wanted you to move to the side at the gym. Or even when her breath tickled your lobe when she whispered nonsense into your ear during lectures.

You were naive.

Your mind only filling shamefully with the thought of her being yours and yours only, and in a way, she was... Platonically. The way you were the one she always came back to, or how you so innocently held hands in large crowds, or when you went out to clubs late at night, and then she'd ghost you, a limit of contact when she'd met another desperate woman, most of the time not on purpose, and others the women she dated pleading for her to cut contact with you out of jealousy.

"You feelin' alright'?" She raised her head, stretching her arms, a faint groan leaving her lips as her wife beater lifted so slightly, exposing her happy trail. "No, I'm fine," you shook your head. Your eyes fixated on her lower stomach "Why?"

"Well for starters, you' 'been starin' at everything' not the movie" she scoffed. "Was I?" You raised a brow, smirking playfully, "Yeah, you were'!" She chuckled. "Whatever, I'm fine, just tired." You stood up, "I'm gonna get ready for bed." You told her. "Y'sure?" She asked, concern masking her voice. "Yeah" you picked at the dead skin on your thumb. "Goodnight" she frowned slightly, still helplessly feeling worried, "g'night."

It must've been late when you finally managed to have fallen asleep that night. Ellie still managing to hover over your dreams, her painfully soft lips clouding your brain. Only waking up to your bed an uncomfortable mess, yet Ellie wasn't anywhere to be found around the dorm room. You messily grabbed your phone, flipping it open to see a few unread messages, 2 from Jesse, and another from the missing female that lived in your dorm.

"Told her he'd give me shit" you sighed, as for Ellie, she'd sent only a mere photo, she'd gone out for breakfast, to no surprise without you.

You got up from the lumpy mattress, lazily fixing the bed to look presentable, before moving to get ready, the thought of Ellie floating around in your head like a balloon, fixated on the again, repeated dream, the unreal words she'd said repurposing at the front of your thoughts. You brushed your teeth, rapidly doing your hair the way you always did, a hum of satisfaction slipping past your lips when you'd finished. You threw on a pair of low rise jeans, adjusting them around your hips in the mirror, a laced tank following, sticking to your figure like velcro. You finished up finally, zipping up your grey sweater only half way and slinked on your heavy tote bag over your shoulder.

You walked down from your floor, checking your phone again, texts from Dina popping up on the blurry screen.

Is Ellie with you?

Are you up?

Y/n?!

I'm only just leaving our dorm now, and no. Why?

You texted her back, drawing blood from your lip as you continuesly bit at it stressfully.

I thought she'd be with you since I hadn't seen her in English, earlier.

No she went out for breakfast without either of us, lol.

Why am I not surprised? Where are you?

You could already invision Dina rolling her eyes from behind the screen, making you grin widely, you wiped the blood off your lip, staining the cotton grey of your sweater, the dots of blood trailing around the wrist of your sleeve.

I'll meet you in the courtyard?

You texted, pausing at the door of the staircase to the first floor, patiently watching the dots dance around in a pattern.

See you there!!

You closed your phone, tucking it in the detailed back pocket of your jeans.

You thought it weird how Ellie would just leave for breakfast without you, or rather the idea itself wasn't so mindblowing, but rather she didn't wake you up, instead sending a measly single photo of some overrated restaurant down the street from your dorms, even her leaving so early, before you waking up, making you feel uneasy. Of course, you didn't control, and couldn't dictate her life, so you let it be, packaging it up and tossing it in the back of your mind, knowing it'd probably come back to haunt you.

"Y/n!" You heard Dina's heart warming voice in the distance, running towards you in a hurry. "Hey Dina!" You grimaced, indulging her in an embrace. Her hair brushing against the skin of your neck like a feather. "You okay?" She asked. "Jesse complained to me last night about how you blew him off—"

"It was Ellie" your eyes rolled back into your head annoyed. "Figured" she laughed, "what was her deal?" She raised her thick and full eyebrow. "Just another dumb break up." You huffed. "Mm..." She fixed her ponytail. "You ever gonna tell her how you feel?" She questioned, " 'prolly not' " you smiled at her weakly. "She wouldn't get it" you scratched the nails of your fingers, the nail polish chipping off them like dust. "Oh, please! You don't know thatt" her hands rested on her hips. "I know enough" you frowned. "I'm a bit hungry, d'you wanna grab a bite to eat before our next lecture?" You asked, "No, yeah, sure." She grinned, rubbing your shoulder calmly. Her jokes lightening the gloomy atmospheric pressure, and Ellie slowly slipping from your mind.

Dina was the only one who really knew about your feelings for Ellie. You'd gotten high with her one night at her apartment, the tension bouncing off the walls like a ball, and the idea of foolishly confessing things you'd never told anyone before being brought to light, you mindlessly told her about your romantic feelings for Ellie, and then kissed her due to the intoxication, blissfully tasting her like a full course meal. Then endlessly cried in her arms for god knows how long, tears staining your cheeks as your complaints about all the pitiful women who Ellie'd dated foamed out your mouth.

"You think Jesse will agree to going to that party?" She asked, biting into her hot chocolate chip muffin." Maybe if you lied to him and told him it was a study group" you giggled, still removing the textured paper from yours. "Yeah, you're probably right" exiting the cafe, "why the hell do you think Ellie just left like that?" Dina suddenly brought up. "Not sure, it's so... Out of character for her, I don't know.." You trailed off, still yourself trying to figure it out, that box of wonders at the back of your mind resurfacing and unraveling the unanswered question. "Right? Even the photo you said she sent... Weird." She took another bite.

You entered campus again, slipping past millions of other girls and boys your age. Gossiping, and giving eachother snarky looks, and then others quietly getting around to make their future worth it.

"Hey, look! It's Jesse! He has Ellie with him" Dina gasped, covering her mouth from the crumbs of the muffin flying out. "Jesse!" You called, waving your arm high, "Dina, Y/n..." He rolled his eyes. "Jesse, has Ellie told you it was Infact she, that sent the message." He dramatically cupped his lips. "Did she, now?!" He furrowed his brows jokingly. "It was me'n'Y/n time, wasn't 'bouta have you' ruin it." She smirked. "We're all friends here, I feel like she should've gotten the luxury of texting me back" Jesse scolded. "Jerk" Ellie scoffed, a smile plastering across her lips playfully. "Y/n, 'm headed to the gym t'night, 'you wanna come?" She asked. You looked to Dina nervously, accepting her offer.

"Nice" she smiled.

It's the fluff before tears!!! Pt. 2 sometime in the next three days!!!

#tlou #tlou2 #the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie williams #reading #ellie the last of us #ellie x reader #dina tlou #jesse tlou #dina nolastname #ellie fluff #x yn #ellie x y/n #ellie x you #🎀 #y/n

[nobitchs-world]

I’m gonna have to pack up the simping it’s almost black history month

#black yn #x black fem reader #black reader #black tumblr #steve harrington x black!reader #steve harrington x black reader #rafe cameron x black!reader #ellie williams x black reader #jason todd x black!reader #my ancestors are rolling in the grave

[seattlesellie]

not about love ♡ (part two)

ೃ⁀➷ read part 1 here | part 3 | part 4

pairing: college!ellie williams x fem!reader

synopsis: ellie and you are practically best friends, and what is a friendship without underlying romantic feelings, unclear boundaries and a very, harsh state of constant denial?

warnings: ellie’s mean in order to cope with her feelings, shes also a loser, sexual tension, smut, masturbation (e!)

“What are you doing?”

Fuck. your heart practically just leapt out of your chest. You dropped Ellie’s phone onto the ground, where it landed with a muffled thud. You looked like a deer caught in headlights.

In a flurry of quick movements, both Ellie and you instinctively reached down to grab the fallen phone. Your hands darted toward it, but Ellie's reflexes proved quicker as she snatched the device before your fingertips could even make contact.

Come up with an excuse. Now. You weren’t looking, you didn’t see. Your finger slipped, you had something in your eye, some fine dust, blurring your vision. You didn’t see anything. Tell her, quick.

Ellie unlocked the screen swifter than a startled cat. Fucking face ID. She froze, a soft, involuntary gasp leaving her throat. She thought she had imagined, for sure. It couldn’t be, her dirty little secret, exposed. It’s like that time Joel caught her searching up “Girls kissing” on YouTube when she was just a scrawny, slightly awkward thirteen year old. She remembered how her breath hitched. How her fingertips felt like they were melting. How he told her that it’s okay, that kids get curious sometimes, that she shouldn’t feel ashamed of herself. She remembered how hot she felt in the face, how she sniffled like an idiot in front of the the bathroom mirror. There it was again. Shame, and embarrassment, and… Anger. Her fists clenched tightly. She was speechless. And she was pissed.

You sat there in stunned silence for what felt like an eternity, a vacant pause stretching out for a seemingly endless five seconds before you spoke.

“I didn’t… I… didn’t see — It’s, Finger slipped and…” You were babbling frantically. Good job for coming up with an incredible excuse. Didn’t see, finger slipped.

Ellie was stood frozen in front you, cheeks as red as a plump, Pinklady apple that laid in the sun for a tad too long. You took pride in yourself for always knowing what Ellie was thinking. When she was sad, you knew. When Ellie was stressed, you could feel it in your bones. It was like a sixth sense. To you, her face was an open book, her emotions unabashedly revealed through every flicker of expression. Your senses weren’t kicking in at this moment. Was it her? Or was it you?

“Why…. Why were you going through my pictures?” Ellie's voice quivered.

Even as she questioned, she did not meet your panicked gaze for a second. Her throat was dry, and she felt like swallowing her entire fist. Why did she let you even come here? You, and your stupid games, your distractions, the way you make her feel, the way she wanted to rip her heart out of her chest and hand it over to you, there, it’s yours, take it. Be mine. She shouldn’t have let you come, but she did. She always did, and now, she really fucking shouldn’t have.

“I was just… On there, Ellie, I didn’t see, I just opened and closed it, It’s nothing just…” your voice was shaky. You always were, and always will be, such a bad fucking liar. Especially with her.

“It’s for your birthday” Ellie blurted out, hastily tucking the phone into her pocket. Her emerald eyes briefly met yours, but she swiftly averted her gaze, fixating on the black Converse shoes adorning her feet. If you thought you were a terrible liar, god knows Ellie was worse. She wished she could claw her short fingernails into her calloused palms. You did good, she thought. Good fucking save. She cleared her throat, and burned her gaze through you. People who lie don’t make eye contact. There you go, Ellie. Genius move.

“My birthday?” you questioned, toying with the soft flannel material adorning the bed beneath you. You definitely just saw a piece of dust and had to remove it. you definitely weren’t fidgeting, not at all.

“Yeah… Just something Dina really wanted me to do…” she huffed, a hint of exasperation lacing her words.

“Like, collect pics of you and put them on a canvas and shit… I don’t know” She shrugged. Good fucking save.

You chose to believe. oh, you.

“Oh… I’m sorry for ruining that” you mumbled quietly.

The fast thumps of her heart slowed, like when she told Joel someone got on her computer and searched up those words. Wasn’t her, never her. You’re so naive!

“It’s chill” she sniffed, her body slightly relaxing. She sat back down on the rolling chair, and tried to go back to her studies. She felt her back sweating through the thick material of her hoodie. It’s chill. She quickly spun to face you. The wires of her brain connected again.

“By the way… uh… That pic of you sleeping? Took it because I thought you looked dumb” She laughed dryly. Fuck, it was so fucking awkward.

You bit down a soft pout.

There you fucking go again, with those sad looks you give her, the ones who make her throat go drier than the Sahara desert and her heart clench. The same expression she imagines when she… fuck. She felt so stupid.

“Oh… Cool” you muttered. Cool?

“Yeah… looked like fucking Snorlax over there… Had to do it, y’know?”

It’s like the shitshow was never ending. What is she going to do next? Call you a stupid bitch? Punch you in the face? Her teacher once told her that kid’s are mean when they like someone. But she wasn’t a fucking kid, she was twenty years old.

“Yeah..." you forced a giggle, nervously biting your nail.

Ellie lowered her gaze to the ground and clicked her pen obnoxiously. She was always one to fidget when she had to distract herself from something, But you weren’t just something. you weren’t just someone. Ellie felt a droplet of sweat dripping, and itching the back of her ear. She really had to fucking go, or you have to fucking leave.

“I gotta go” you muttered, giving Ellie a polite smile.

Thank fuck.

If you stayed there for a second longer, your faucet would start leaking. It wouldn’t have been the first time you would have burst into tears in her room, either. The lump in your throat was growing bigger and bigger, painfully tugging at you.

“Where?” She questioned. Be cool, Ellie. You don’t care. Hide it, burry it.

“Uh — Project” you muttered. You swiftly grabbed your purse and dorm keys that laid on the wooden table. That purse had it’s own story to tell. Ellie and you bickered about it once. She couldn’t understand why you insisted on bringing that useless thing with you every damn day, it was college, not a nightclub. “What the fuck do you even put in there — Oh fuck… thats fucking heavy.” “I’ll carry it for you, you’re too weak n’shit”

Oh how utterly ridiculous Ellie looked holding the studded bag, contrasting her red flannel and ripped baggy jeans. She couldn’t have cares less - She was holding your purse, she was doing it for you, and for a second, just a little one, she almost felt like your girlfriend.

“Okay” she mumbled.

You stood there staring for a second too long.

“See ya…. Bro”

Fuck did you just say?

“The fuck did you just say?” Ellie spat. she looked, amused?

“I said I’ll see ya” you said softly.

You didn’t even know where that came out of. Revenge? What a stupid fucking way of doing that. You felt embarrassed with yourself. The word felt so… silly leaving your mouth.

You nervously toyed with the fabric of your skirt. If only you could drill a hole into the ground, jump inside and live there forever.

“Did you just call me bro?”

Ellie huffed, a cocky smile resting on her lips. There she was again, old cocky Ellie. It only took one thing for you to say. Funny how she got like this just right before you planned on leaving. She was a coward, and a tease, and a fucking loser.

“You call me that all the time.” you stated, that damn pout she wanted to knock out of you laying on your lips.

“S’annoying” you mumbled under your breath.

You truly were ready to leave. Were you a coward too? did the unspoken, undeniable tension in the room pump through your veins as much as it pumped through hers?

“I call everybody bro, Dina, Jesse, everybody. You’re pretty much the only one who thinks its annoying” Ellie said, spreading her legs slightly. God, would she stop that? Your face was getting warm.

“I’m not everybody”

Direct.

The room fell quiet.

Ellie’s heart was beating like a hammer through her chest. Her gaze, serious for once, burned through you. She stood up, the chair creaking at the sudden movement.

You gulped.

You could hear her heavy breaths infiltrating your already hazy mind.

“No you’re not” Her voice was raspy, almost as quiet as a whisper.

She looked you up and down. Animal and her prey. Her palms were sweating.

You swiftly opened the door, and left.

♡

“Fucking fucking shit — fucking shit” Ellie was panting. What the fuck was that. Was she delirious again? Did she take something? Did you lace her fucking weed? She kicked the small dinosaur lego with her foot.

She was throwing a fucking tantrum. It lasted for and hour and a half, before she came down from it, her brain feeling sore and the vein on her forehead pulsing.

“FUCKING HATE HER” she wrote down on her journal until the pen left a hole through the page.

When Ellie closed her eyes, no earlier than 3AM, she felt sick to her stomach. She felt like punching herself in the face.

She fumbles, on and on and on.

When Ellie’s mind started to race with pictures of you, her hand started to wander too. It was impulsive, and perverted, and it happened every night.

Her veiny hand was working like a clock. Harsh circles abusing her clit. It was almost painful. Almost. And it felt so fucking good, too.

Her phone was in her left hand, a picture of you flashing on the screen. The brightness was turned all the way off. If the brightness was low, maybe it would have been less dirty, she thought. Maybe it could save her.

She pumped her fingers in and out of her wet cunt, hissing and moaning obscenities.

When Ellie almost reached her high, she was whimpering. Whimpering your name.

“Fucking hate you” She hissed.

“Fucking hate that stupid face — Oh shit — Oh fuck”

She was almost there.

Her slick was running down her sweatpants covered thigh. She couldn’t even bother taking them off.

“Fuck you”

She felt herself squeezing around her fingers, tightening up.

Closer.

“Fuck, Slut, Shit - Fuck, I fuck -“

She grunted, fastening her pace.

“I fucking love you - fucking love you” Ellie whimpered frantically as she rode her high.

She was sound asleep twenty seconds later.

#ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams x you #wlw #the last of us #the last of us fanfiction #tlou ellie #ellie x you #ellie x yn #lesbian

[caraphernellie]

nothin', just intimate, sleepy morning sex with els <3

an: quick fic i wrote bc i wanted to write something super intimate n kinda romantic ◝꒰ ´ ˘ `♡ ꒱

cw: nothing much rly! morning sex, tribbing, looooots of 'i love you' and romantic talk. not super hot n heavy? idk. slow and gentle <3 i imagine this as maybe fiance or wife ellie!! suuuuper sappy btw. this is really sappy ksfjklajeklfdg

sunlight streaming through the curtains, golden light cast upon your elegant features. ellie peppering those open-mouthed kisses over your hot skin, from shoulder up to the corner of your lips.

"g'mornin'," is the mumble you hear, that voice filled with sleep nothing but a rasp. "how'd you sleep?"

instead of a response to ellie's simple question, you offer a gentle sigh of content, hooking your leg over her waist and pulling her in closer. "i love you. you feel like home to me."

"home?" ellie whispers, brushing your cheek with her thumb, moving her hand to cup your head so delicately at the back of your neck. "what'chu mean, babe?"

"i feel safe with you." there's a pause, ellie watching your eyes flutter while she rubs the skin at the back of your neck, nails lightly scratching over your skin. "s'feels nice."

"nice?" the response a low murmur. "m'glad."

"i think as long as i'm with you, i'll be okay forever."

ellie chuckles quietly, her hand trailing down, over the expanse of bare skin, and she leans a kiss to your shoulder. "romantic this morning, huh?"

"and you're touchy this morning," you retort, fingertips grasping her chin for a soft kiss. a sloppy, slow exchange of spit and warm breath.

the sounds of that wet, gross kissing along with your giggles filling the room, ellie's hand moves upwards to cup your ass.

"i'm more than touchy," she admits, lips curling into a subtle smirk. "lemme have you."

a quiet moan slips past your lips as she kisses down your neck once more, pressing her lips over every purpled mark she left under moonlight mere hours ago.

"god, els," you murmur, words all slurred, brushing your hand through her hair, "c'mon... need you."

"mhm," ellie hums, slowly pushing you onto your back. she smirks at the immediate spreading of your legs, climbing between them.

she gasps, wet cunt meeting with yours. grabbing your leg to fix the angle, she lets your foot rest over her shoulder, leaning over you.

"mmm, ellie," you moan, hips bucking up into her. "s'pretty..."

ellie chuckles, starting to grind down into you, groaning at the sensation, clit rubbing against yours, the feeling slippery and hot and intimate. "you're the prettiest."

"n--" but ellie cuts you off with a kiss. she won't hear anything different, she won't allow you to disagree, not when the sunlight hits your cheekbone like that, and you're splayed out for her to love on, those heavy lidded eyes staring into her own.

pulling away and biting your lower lip, ellie grunts, starting to rub faster against you. she cages your head between her hands pressing into the bed, and she won't let you tell her, but she's utterly beautiful like this, auburn hair curtaining her face. freckles like a tapestry of stars all over her body, every inch of skin so unique to you, sweat beading at her forehead.

ellie's breath grows heavier and she stares down into your eyes, groaning and huffing.

"mmmmff,fuck, ellieee," you whine, "i love you. love you so much."

"i love you too." ellie leans down to kiss your neck, moving faster. but she can't find words that tell you how she really feels. so she resorts back to her typical, vulgar nature.

"and nobody fucks this pussy like me, yeah?"

"no," you manage, shaking your head with half lidded eyes. "nobody does. mmmm, s'good els, yea."

"good?"

"sooo good, good, good, su'good," you babble, beginning to pant a little heavier. "close, ellie."

"me too," ellie mumbles, "hold my hand, babe."

you grab at ellie's hand, your free hand going down to hold her thigh, keep her close as she rubs her soaking cunt onto yours. "kiss, kiss me baby."

ellie squeezes your hand, leaning down and connecting your lips in a kiss, pushing her tongue past your lips. she revels in the moan it elicits from you.

"love you," is the only thing you feel like saying anymore. "yours, i'm yours in this life and in the next, in all the lives after that-"

there's just level of intensity in the room now, soft breeze blowing the curtains peacefully in the light of dawn, moans filling the room, movements of both you and ellie becoming more frantic as you reach the height of your climax together.

"i'm always yours, ellie."

she loses it at that, breath becoming shallow, a soft squeak of--

"cum, cum with me baby."

she meets your lips with hers again, and that familiar feeling snaps in you, the two of you shaking against each other, intertwined in a hold of skin to skin contact.

and ellie holds you close, wrapping an arm around you nice and tight.

"for the record, i'm yours too," she says quietly, kissing your cheek.

"in this life and the next," you say with a firm nod.

i didnt expect it to turn out like this but daaamn... idk if i like it but also??

tags: @dinasvampgf @fadedin2u @machetegirl109 @eurewili @craz1er4you @divinediors @onlinelesbo @thecowardwrites

i'm still trying to sort out my tag list!! it wouldn't let me tag some people. if you wanted to be tagged but weren't pls let me know so i can fix that <3

#ellie williams x reader #tlou2 x reader #ellie williams #ellie williams x fem reader #fem reader #⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ fanfic #ellie williams smut #tlou x reader #tlou2 x reader smut #ellie x reader #ellie x yn #ellie williams x you #ellie x you

[cevansbaby-dove]

One more to love 🥰

Pairing: Chris and Ellie.

Warnings: sick Ellie. But this will be fluffy

Shout out to @angelbabyyy99 for requesting this!

I haven't felt good for weeks, headaches and now I rush into the bathroom to throw up my stomach contents. I place my hand on head. I don't feel sick...oh God.

I throw up once more and Chris's soft foot steps walk behind me. "I'm sorry babe I didn't mean to wake you" he kneels by me rubbing my back. "What's up baby? are you not feeling good?"

i sit on the ground. "Looks like it...but why? Chris I felt fine weeks ago why would I feel like this now?"

"I don't know why not head to the doctor today?" He rubs my arm as I lightly nod. "Sure" he helps me up and we walk back to the bed and Chris has he sit on it and he says. "Okay what did you want to wear today?"

I look up at him. 'baby i'm not dying just a bit sick" he smiles. "I know that Ellie I just want to help you out' he looks through my outfits and says pulling out a shirt and jeans. "this work?" I nod. 'Sure'

i get dressed and Ivy knocks on our door. "Mom dad i'm heading out for school"

Chris open the door. 'Ok mom and I are heading to the doctor, can you watch Matty and Ava?" She nods. "but they are old enough to keep an eye on themselves"

"ivy don't talk back to me or you can stay home" She scoffs. 'Fine" She walks away and I fix my hair and walk out. This is what Chris picked out for me.

I Sling my pure over my shoulder. "teens" Chris and I walk out and I smell coffee from chris's cup and I place my hand on my stomach and Chris says. "Ok ok now i'm worried!" We get to his car and he opens the door for me and I get in and he drives off to the hospital.

We walk in and talk to someone at the front desk and we wait a few minutes and then we walk into the doctor's office and I look at Chris. "What's if something wrong?"

Chris looks at me placing his hand on my knee. "I'm right here baby" I frown and nod.

The doctor walks in. 'Hello Ellie I hear you have been feeling sick for a about two weeks" I nod looking at her. "I don't know why it came on suddenly. I felt good for weeks before" Chris says. "She's worried"

The doctor looks at her laptop. "When was the last time you had your period?"

I think. 'I think about two months ago but I have had a lot going on so I thought it was from stress ya know I have two teens and a preteen" I laugh. She nods. "I see...have you and Chris been intimate around then?"

I look at him then at her. "About eleven days ago we were...what are you thinking?" Chris holds my hand and our doctor smiles. "I think I need to get you a pregnancy test we have in back let me go get it'

i feel my heart race. Four kids!? Oh God. I look at Chris and he is smiling. "Are you sure we really want another one?" Chris smiles. "Hey Ellie we'll take the test if it's not positive then that's ok..."

"But..I mean we talked about it but...Chris i'm not young" He laughs softly. "Neither am I" The doctor walks back in and says handing me the test. "here you go the bathroom is on the left down the hall"

I look at Chris and he says. "you want to take the test at home?"

"I was thinking it would be good" He nods taking my hand in his. "Sure dove"

We leave the office and head back home the whole way home my mind is racing.

4 kids? did I agree to this? I mean Chris does want a big family but...still..I look out the window of Chris's car and sigh.

We get home and Ava walks out of her room. "Hey mom, dad what's going on?" I look at Chris. "Um.." He smiles. "We'll tell you when we know for sure darling"

She nods. "okay well I have a math test I need to take so can it wait until after it?" I laugh lightly. "yes honey" Ivy walks into the living room. "So what's going?"

"We don't know yet Princess" I say in chris's ear. "We might" He smirks looking at me and I say. "i'll be right back"

I walk upstairs and into the bathroom and look at the test in my hands. Ellie...just take it, it won't hurt you to know for sure.

I look at myself in the mirror and start crying and I don't feel sad. Chris knocks on the door and opens it and rushes to me wrapping his arms around me. "hey shh" He rubs my back

I say through hiccups. "I...don't know...why i'm...cry...crying" Chris rubs my back. "it's alright" I look at him. "God i'm a mess"

Chris laughs lightly kissing my head. "but your still beautiful" I smile and we look at the test and Chris says. "Did you take it?" I shake my head. "I'm not ready to know what if I lose the baby? what if something happens and something goes wrong with me?"

Chris pulls me back into his arms. "Shh...don't have a anxiety attack on me babe" I feel safe with chris's arms around me so I close my eyes and he says. "take the test when you want too"

I suddenly feel sick again this time it's from his cologne, I push away from him and throw up into the toilet and Chris grabs a rag and wets it and then says kneeling by me. 'Here' I take it and dab my mouth. "Give me that test"

Chris takes the test out of the box and hands the stick to me and reads the paper.

"I know how to take it babe" I said smiling. Chris nods. "okay I can-"

"Hey dad grandma is here" Matty say through the door. Chris says. "Be right there" He looks at me and I smile. "I'll be fine" he kisses me and says. "be right back" I smile more and he leaves me to take the test.

After I take it I am pacing around and I rub my arms trying to stay calm. "Ellie if you are having another one we'll be ok...we can do this" I take a deep breath then flip it over my jaw drops.

"Wait Wait!" I say holding it closer to my eyes. I blink, it's a faint line....but it's there. I cover my mouth and hold tears back. Oh God.

I walk out of the bathroom and Chris is talking to his mother and she looks at me. "Hello Ellie Chris tells me your not feeling good is there anything you need?" I glance at Chris and say. "A bigger house?" Chris's jaw drops. "You took it?"

I nod. "it's faint but it's there" Chris scoops me up and kisses me and then says. "Your not joking with me?" I laugh and smile. "No i'm not"

Lisa says. "What's going on?" Chris says. "Where are the kids?" Ivy says. "what's going on?" Matty and Ava are in the kitchen studying. Chris smiles. "your going to have a baby sister or brother"

Lisa stands up and hugs me. "Congrats dear I am so happy for you" I hug her back and Ava says. "About time I am not the baby of the family!" Chris laughs and ivy says. "yes we didn't want you to be the youngest anyway"

I giggle with my arm around chris's waist. he kisses my head saying. "I love you so fucking much Misses Evans" I smile and say. "I love you too"

for six weeks I dealt with morning sickness and Chris has been there each and every time and I couldn't ask for anyone better to be there for me.

A/n:This was so cute to write!! thanks again for asking for this drabble.

tags:@cutedisneygrl @bookishtheaterlover7 @nicoline1998enilocin @katherineswritingsblog @patzammit @armystay89

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[goatcheesecak3]

I read your Gavin Ellis fic and I’m so in love with him I wanna keep him in my pocket.

I wanted to request a fic (f! Or nb! Reader) where the reader is a close friend of Gavin’s and Ray’s. At a party, the reader meets someone and starts dancing with them (maybe even plans to go home with them), and Gavin has a high-key jealous moment about it.

Or, a second (angstier) idea: The reader saves Gavin from getting thrown off the roof, but gets really really injured in the process of stopping the cop.

Jealous

Gavin Ellis X F!Reader

Fic type: fluff

Warnings: brief mentions of drug use, alcohol and physical altercation.

Summary: after Gavin has ignored you all week, you decide to try and make him jealous.

A/N thank you so much for your request!! I love writing about Gavin because he's just sooooooo??????? i've gone with your first idea, but I definitely want to do the more angsty fic in the future! I think i just need to get better at writing how Gavin would act in more serious situations first teehee <3 also, for my male readers, i pinky promise I'll get the m!reader versions of my gavin fics up within the next few days, i've just been trying to get some new stuff out since i've been slacking with fics in general lately

The music was loud, the drugs were plentiful and the atmosphere was electric. Gavin’s parties were always eventful, the lack of rules usually lead to some sort of drama. So far this night some drunk arsehole had already jumped off the roof in an attempt to impress some girls (y/n couldn’t figure out what was more surprising; the fact that he only twisted his ankle, or the fact that the girls were actually amused). Y/n, a close friend of Gavin’s sat on a sofa, quietly sipping a beer next to Ray, another close friend.

“Do you want to go and see what Gav’s up to?” Ray asked.

Y/n scoffed at this, she and Gavin had been having a somewhat weird patch in their friendship. After drunkenly making out a week prior on a particularly crazy night out, things had been weird between them. Y/n had tried to brush it off and forget it ever happened, but Gavin seemed to be avoiding her.

“If the prick wants to talk to me he can come over here, I’m not gonna chase after him.” She rolled her eyes.

“But… and don’t take this the wrong way,” Ray gulped, not wanting to trigger her short temper, “you’re the one that came to his party”

With a raised eyebrow and an all too defensive tone, y/n responded, “I’m only here to steal booze and maybe take someone else home. What about that guy, David? The one on your footie team? He’s not half bad looking”

Ray sighed defeatedly. He hated when he got caught between y/n and Gavin’s drama, it was like putting up with his mother and stepdad all over again.

“I think David’s in the kitchen, just, please don’t make things weird, y/n, I like being friends with both of you”

y/n’s face softened.

“I promise I’ll only make things weird for Gav, never you though Ray” she smiled playfully, placing an affectionate and friendly peck on his cheek before arising from the sofa and making her way to the kitchen.

Y/n’s seemingly foolproof plan to hook up with David was in action, as she stood in the doorway to the cramped kitchen making eyes at him across the room, smiling seductively. David wasn’t necessarily the sort of guy y/n would usually go for, but he would do, and most importantly, it would serve Gavin right for being such a dick all week.

“Well, well, well, I didn’t know Miss y/l/n would be here tonight, to what do I owe the pleasure?” David smirked, leaning against the doorframe nonchalantly.

“well you can start with a jack and coke” she grinned back, biting her lip and laying it on as thick as possible.

“your wish is my command”

y/n knew this dance, she’d done it plenty of times before. Twirl your hair, bat your eyelashes, pretend to give a shit about football, grind a little on the dancefloor, and before you know it, you’ve got yourself a nice no-strings-attached stress reliever. Piece of cake.

“wow and they let you have the penalty kick? That’s soooo funny” She feigned laughter, touching his arm lightly.

Tired from pretending that David was at all interesting to talk to, y/n pulled him towards the front room, where people had began to dance. Leant up against a back wall, watching bitterly and ignoring his friends, was Gavin. He’d worn his favourite top, a tight red shirt with the top few buttons undone – a look which y/n had complimented him on before. Sure, he’d been playing hard to get since the last time they saw eachother, but he was hoping that at the night of his party y/n would see how he was dressed and be all over him. Instead, however, to his absolute disdain y/n had completely ignored him and was now dancing with some jackass from his footie club who spent most games on the bench. He tried not to let himself care, but his blood boiled when he saw David whisper something in y/n’s ear.

“so… am I gonna get lucky tonight?” he slurred, drunk and sloppy at this point.

“ugh stop talking, you’re ruining this for me” y/n rolled her eyes. David was attractive enough, but in all honesty his voice was a tad bit grating, and his drunken pawing at her body as they danced was far from sexy.

The pair continued to dance, David too drunk to get the not-so-subtle hint to stop blabbering, as he kept rambling about something that didn’t matter. Gavin, who was practically seething with rage and jealousy at this point, finally decided to do something about it when he saw David’s hand trailing it’s way down to y/n’s ass. Before anyone knew what happening, David had been aggressively shoved to the floor.

“I told you y/n’s off limits” Gavin spat.

“Hey what the fuck is your problem, mate?” David groaned, pulling himself up off the floor.

Y/n put her palm to her face, practically mortified.

“Jesus Christ, Gav, calm your tits” she scolded.

Gavin didn’t stick around to see if David was okay, instead he grabbed y/n by the arm and pulled her out to the garden to talk.

“Gav, what the f-”

“why did you do that?”

“do what?”

“that! In there, parading yourself around with that dipstick like I’m not right in front of you” he spat.

y/n had to hold herself back from laughing in his face, “why the hell do you give a shit? You haven’t said a word to me all week, are we even mates anymore?”

Gavin responded in a way which y/n could have never predicted. Gavin Ellis, the cocky, loudmouth arsehole who had an answer for everything had been rendered speechless. His mouth hung open for a minute, as he blinked slowly, eyebrows furrowing and his brain overheating.

“o-of course we’re still- what, were you actually upset by that?” he finally managed.

“uh, no shit I was upset by it. So what, we make out at the pub and all of a sudden I’m a stranger? Pardon me, but I thought after all these years of friendship I would at least get a heads up before you decide to drop me” y/n rolled her eyes, pulling a cigarette out of her pocket and lighting it. Despite her somewhat feisty exterior, she didn’t like confrontation, it made her anxious, and so she wanted to keep her hands busy.

“DROP YOU?!” Gavin spluttered, “Why would I- Y/n, I would never drop you, I just felt like I should keep my distance because-“ he stopped himself.

“Because what?”

“C’mon y/n, don’t make me say it” Gavin bit his lip and looked away nervously.

“Because what?!”

“Because I’ve got a thing for you, alright?! And I didn’t wanna make an dick out of myself!”

“so… you ignored me altogether?” she asked, her demeanour switching to one of kindness, while still being amazed at Gavin’s stupidity.

“look, it seemed like a better idea in my head”

“I’m sure it did”  y/n chuckled, “I can’t say I’ve never considered it, y’know, me ‘n you”

“Really?!” Gavin grinned, his face turning every so slightly pink, “so… do I have a chance?”

Y/n smiled, biting the inside of her lip.

“yeahhhhh, alright. Fuck it, let’s give this a go. But no more playing it cool, and no more drunken nights at the pub, if you’re really serious about me, I wanna be treated like a lady”

Gavin was practically cheesing like an excited kid at this point, never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined things going this well.

“How about I pick you up on Friday for steak and a film?” he winked.

“I think that sounds like a plan” y/n giggled.

As a rule, y/n never kissed on a first date, let alone before it even happened, but she was feeling adventurous, and fuck it, that boundary had already been crossed a week prior. She leaned back on the wall of the house, and placed her hand gently onto the nape of Gavin’s neck, pulling him in for a kiss.

The kiss was surprisingly gentle, Gavin’s hands finding their way around y/n’s waist and holding her tight.

“just FYI,” he mumbled into the kiss, “now that we’re a thing, if I ever catch another bloke dancing with you like that again I’ll deck the cunt” he chuckled.

“Is it bad that I find that hot?” y/n giggled

“not for me it isn’t”

#gavin ellis x reader #the mule gavin #gavin ellis #the mule #the mule 2014 #leigh whannell #angus sampson #x reader #x you #x yn #x f!reader #fluff #fanfic #fanfiction #saw blog #adam stanheight

[saintgoths]

ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜꜱɪᴛʏ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴛ

DEALER!ELLIE X READER - CURIOUSITY KILLED THE CAT. [COLLEGE/UNIVERSITY AU].

[PART THREE TO THE CATWOMAN SERIES.]

WORD COUNT - 3,402.

RATING - 18+. [mutual fingering]. DINA’S FEELINGS ARE TOTALLY UNDERSTANDABLE BTW.

SUMMARY - ellie finally founds out why you always disappear.

[follow for more content].

It happened again, your absence, it hadn’t been too long, but enclosed by the latitude that had just occurred before those three days, Ellie would’ve thought it would have made you be more engaging with her. If the Williams girl was honest, if it wasn’t because of you, Ellie wouldn’t have necessarily cared of Doris exposing the two of you; yet, due to the fact that you hadn’t been around had made Ellie feel a particular way.

The day everything had gone down, Ellie had immediately informed you about the entire situation and she saw the hesitant look on your face, but it had commenced you to lead Ellie back to your dorm room. Moreover, when Ellie had entered your dorm room which you had the privileges to have no dorm mate, augmented, Ellie had noticed that your dorm room had been bigger than others, yet, that had to come with the advantage of your father being the top sponsor of the university. Howbeit, once the two of you had settled down in your dorm room you had shortly reassured each other that everything was going to be okay.

Nevertheless, when Ellie had returned to her dorm room, Doris was nowhere to be found, which had not surprised Ellie. This time, Ellie had your contacts and within those three days she had repeatedly messaged you, and you had barely responded to any of them. It had pushed fear and anxiety into her, that the situation had caused you to stay away from her. Though, she would’ve liked it if you had actually said anything aside from just disappearing.

Once again, Ellie had wished she had listened to Dina, she could feel her best friend say “I told you so.” Especially throughout the time she had been spending around Dina and Jesse for these past three days. When everything happened, they had comforted Ellie, not because of the nudes leaking because gratefully, no one cared about the nudes exposure for that long, it had just made a lot of noise because Ellie had been caught with a du Armani. They had comforted her because you were unresponsive.

Currently, it had been night, and Ellie had sat on her bed, after a period of time, Ellie had eventually given up on texting you and had begun to practice for her exams. Though, it had been cutting, during the moment the auburn-haired girl had stroked a few strings her device had been alerted, and no matter how much Ellie had tried to hide her curiosity, she had immediately dropped her guitar and flung her hand to her phone to check if the message had come from you, and Ellie had been correct.

“Dinner at my place,” it had read and right after Ellie had finished reading the sentence, the familiar phone ring had played on her phone and your name had appeared on Ellie’s phone screen, the letters bold and glowing hit Ellie’s green orbs, and without second thought, the freckled-face had answered the call.

“Hello?” Ellie answered in a gruff tone.

“Hey!” You replied cheerfully, and from the other side you could feel the dry silence, you understood you had much explaining to do, but you weren’t sure if you were ready to tell Ellie the truth to why you had always disappeared on the phone.

“How comes you weren’t returning any of my texts?”

“Um, I was busy,” you awkwardly responded, “I understand that you’re upset, but I want to make it up to you by inviting you over my home for dinner, tomorrow,” you attentively offered, gently apprehensive that Ellie would deny the invitation.

Ellie had given the invite some thought, she would be lying to herself if she said she weren’t interested to see how her home looked like. “How comes we can’t just eat anywhere else?” Ellie curiously inquired and it wasn’t like Ellie did not want to go to the du Armani habitat, yet, she had found it intimidating to be in the place where other du Armani’s would be at.

“My parents want to meet you,” you replied, and on your line of the phone you had become fretful to how Ellie would now respond.

“Are they not upset over the entire thing?”

“I did get an earful,” you gracelessly chuckled, “but in the end it got Doris excluded. The university did not want to lose its top sponsor, so, by the way, why would Doris even do that?” You singularly measured.

Moreover, it had appeared Ellie had been just as curious as you in regards to that question. “I’m her dealer, so I don’t even know why she did that.”

“Maybe she likes you,” you teasingly joked and Ellie dramatically rolled her eyes.

“I do not believe that,” she responded, embarrassed.

“Okay, cool, so I’ll pick you up tomorrow at 3PM,” you strongly declared and without allowing Ellie to say anything, you closed the call and left Ellie to sit on her bed, dazed and taken by surprise by the turn of event.

Saturday morning, you had taken Ellie by surprise by arriving at her door earlier than she had expected, startled, Ellie had her hand on the door knob and stared at you dismayed by your appearance. With no comment, you had brought Ellie into a hug and gently kiss her jaw. “Sorry for ghosting,” you clumsily apologised before you entered her dorm room. “I’ll try to stop the habit.”

“Well, thank you,” Ellie thanked as she closed the door behind her. “I didn’t think you’d come so early.”

“I just wanted to hang out before we leave to my home,” you prudently responded during the time Ellie had led you into her bedroom. “We should’ve fucked here,” you deliberately muttered as your eyes examined her bedroom. “Everything would’ve been avoided.”

“Well, I’ll have that in mind next time,” Ellie jokingly responded just as she immediately received the knowing look you had sent her way. “And I understand the next time is now?” Ellie questioned as she had felt your fingers gently brush her wrist.

“Didn’t know you were a mind reader,” you answered in a badgering tone and with a smile on her face, Ellie had brought you into a kind kiss but with the two of yours spiking passion for each other, the embrace had turned into a hot and rough peck.

Aroused, Ellie had slid her fingers into your pants, while you had also shared the desiring idea to find her pearl with your slender digits. The both of you had eagerly touched each other, Ellie’s fingers in your cunt and hastily stroked the inside of your pussy while your fingers rotated against her clit.

You had let out an ireful moan before her lips found way against her neck, Ellie had shakingly wailed as she had commenced to hump against your fingers, the blazing pleasure had caused Ellie to work her fingers against your pussy faster, “Ellie,” you whined as your thighs gripped her wrist as your milky climax had leaked against her paws, now determined to have Ellie shake due to your fingers, your fingers found way into her pussy, her cunt warm and her moans raspy and deep.

Her wet hand had gripped your wrist as she felt her body twitch, her eyes had rolled back in ease and fruition as she continued to hump her slit against your hand. “Fuck, [Y/N]!” Ellie loudly-moaned; the back of her head lightly slammed against the wall behind her as her hips began to move faster while her sticky orgasm slipped out of her figure.

Gratified at her successful attempt, you had pulled your hand away from Ellie’s heat and gave her one last peck, you were sure that Ellie had wanted another round, but the loud hammering against Ellie’s door snapped the both of you from the sexual high. Quickly, Ellie had put her lower clothing back on and stalked towards the sealed entrance to see who stood opposite the door.

Once the door had been opened, there had stood Dina, and not too long after, you had exited Ellie’s room, you had been in the process of zipping up your pants and when Dina had realised your existence, she had glanced at you unimpressed ere she returned her perception to Ellie who had gracelessly greeted her.

“Haven’t seen you in a long time,” Dina sarcastically commented, once you picked up your head you had realised, she had spoken to you, awkwardly you had nodded to her wittiness.

As Dina closed the door behind her, she gently walked towards you. “Seriously, where were you these past few days?”

“I was handling issues,” you briskly replied, you had softy plopped yourself against the sofa and with your quick perception, you had noticed the face Dina had pulled in response to your answer.

“What kind of issues do you handle that makes you disappear or even avoid Ellie, all the time?”

Hotly, Ellie raised the both of her hands to quickly calm down the tension between you and Dina that had strikingly bubbled. “Please, can the both of you not argue?”

“I was handling family business and I was off my phone, but I will be spending time with Ellie now since she’s going to be having dinner with my parents,” you braggingly explained, you had cocked your right eyebrow upwards eager to punch an irritated note in Dina.

Surprised, Dina turned to look at Ellie for clarification and with short confidence, Ellie beckoned her head. “[Y/N], is correct, and I’ll be getting ready now, so while I’m in the shower, please can the both of you get along?” Ellie desperately pleaded as she made way to her bathroom and jokingly you had winked at the red-headed girl while Dina loudly huffed and sat a couple of seats away from you.

In silence, you played with your fingers during the time Ellie had prepared herself for the day. Throughout the stiff and intense quietness, you had shared with the woman, you would hastily look at her and return your view to your fingers, and whenever you weren’t looking, Dina would do the same.

“The way you dislike me I would’ve thought I’ve played with you before, but I don’t even remember your name,” you dryly muttered, your cold eyes still remained on your fingers while you had commented that message that had stroke a nerve in the girl far from you.

Amused, Dina scoffed, “how comes you didn’t bother to check up on Ellie?’

Muzzled, you had crossed your arms, awkwardly your feet had swung off the floor before you placed your gaze on the curly-haired girl. “I was handling family issues and I couldn’t be on my phone,” you rudely responded.

Puzzled, Dina spread her arms confused with the lack of closure she had from your replies. “What kind of family issues do you have that has you off your phone twenty-four-seven?”

Adamant, you chose not to reply to her, to help your anxiety, you had continued to swing your left feet off the ground until Ellie had rebounded to the two of you, she had looked ideal in the clothes she had put on and you could see that her hair was slightly damp from the shower she had recently taken. Without second thought, you had brought yourself to your feet and kissed Ellie, surprised, Ellie placed her hand on your shoulders, yet, still, she had returned the kiss.

“You look amazing,” you kindly complimented the moment you pulled your mouth away from her, you clasped her face “the driver is waiting for us outside,” you suddenly informed and taken aback, Ellie raised the both of her eyebrows.

“Has the driver been waiting outside all this time?” Ellie curiously inquired, and forwardly you nodded your head.

“We should get going, don’t want to keep the driver and my parents waiting any longer,” you patted Ellie’s shoulder then hastily made way to the door. Apologetic, Ellie turned to face Dina and without her saying anything, Dina knew that Ellie was sorry.

Attentively, Dina simpered at Ellie as the trio made way to the exit.

Ellie could feel her heart sink in her chest, the manor stood intimidating, and truthfully, the dark aesthetic of the du Armani manor was what Ellie had expected, chiefly due to the aura the name and the heir, [Y/N] du Armani gave off.

“Are your parents homophobic?” Ellie nervously questioned, her hesitant inquiry had caused you to laugh, to reassure her you had gently nudged her rib.

“My family knew I was gay the moment I thought barbie’s tits were hot,” you comfortably joked, and nervously, Ellie had laughed with you.

Quickly, you had held Ellie’s hand and guided the Williams girl into your home. Much of the interior were dark colours, it had prodded Ellie of an ancient vampire’s home, aside from the stone architect, the du Armani’s home was made of bricks and glossed wood. There were statues and chandeliers, staff who had shuffled from room to room to finish their tasks, there was light piano being played in the background and Ellie had been amazed by the entire scenario.

Eventually, Ellie had heard the clack of heels, and a woman who resembled you walked towards you and Ellie with open arms. “I’m glad the both of you made it on time,” the woman cheered on and you had smiled as you had embraced your mother, Mrs. du Armani while the scent of her familiar vanilla perfume hit the both of yours and Ellie’s noses.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Ellie Williams,” and as she took in a short nervous breath, Ellie pulled out her hand for Mrs. du Armani to shake.

“No need to introduce yourself, [Y/N], has been speaking about you all the time,” your mother joked and embarrassed you blushed while you had gripped the un-free hand of Ellie’s.

“Mum, can you please not?” You desperately pleaded and by the edge of your eyes you could see a gentle confident smile emerge on Ellie’s face. “Where is dad?” You questioned in motive to change the current topic.

“He’s waiting in the dining room,” your mother responded and after your mother’s response, the three of you had travelled to the main dining room, during the short travel you had been quite tense for Ellie to meet your father, it wasn’t like he had anything against the Williams girl, it was just the fact that you didn’t know if he had been potent enough to stay talking with the three of you.

The juncture the trio had arrived to the dining room, you had immediately raced yourself to your father, kindly you had kissed his cheek and right after you, Ellie had greeted him by shaking his hand. Mr. du Armani seemed like a classical man, he seemed like he was straight from the Godfather, yet aside from his striking eyes, Ellie could see a closed off kindness behind his orbs.

“Good to meet you Ellie Williams,” Mr. du Armani kindly greeted while the three of you sat down on the closest dining seats to him, “what a humorous time to be meeting you,” he dryly smiled and disconcerted, Ellie scratched the back of her head.

Stiffly, you had purposely coughed in sign for your father to stop speaking about the incident, “well, Mr. du Armani has dealt with everything,” Mrs. du Armani included and gawkily, Ellie had turned to look at you for relief as a consequence you had genially sent the auburn-haired girl a smile.

Furthermore, time had moved on and the conversation between the four of you had moved comfortably, both you and your mother had reason to be calm while your father had taken sudden interest to the music course Ellie had participated in university, Ellie was graceful enough to explain what she had to do and the type of song she was going to play for her assessment. During the conversation, Mr. du Armani had informed Ellie that he loved classical music, chiefly music that had included the piano, Ellie herself, was the type of person to listen to classical music, but not the type of music Mr. du Armani would listen to.

When Ellie had meant classic music, she had meant nostalgic music that everyone knew, for example Take on Me by A-ha. “Oh, I do know that type of music,” Mr. du Armani joked, “you youngsters think we never know about your type of stuff,” your father had then waved his hand in a comedic way that had caused the rest of you to laugh.

“Well, then,” Ellie bantered, “I didn’t say anything about you not kno—” before Ellie could finish her sentence, Mr. du Armani undertook a series of violent coughing, from the border of her eyes, the auburn-haired girl could see [Y/N] and Mrs. du Armani jump from their seats, concerned and frightened. Shocked, Ellie placed her hand against her chest, “is he okay?”

She knew that question was stupid, but Ellie had delivered the first thought in her head. “I’m fine,” Mr. du Armani coughed just as Mrs. du Armani passed her husband his tea, you had looked down at your unfinished food, put off to complete it.

“Has he had his medicine?” You lightly asked and with guilt, Mr. du Armani nodded his head, but you didn’t believe him, your father could be so stubborn, there had been many times when has had believed that he was too strong to take the medicine, but the season of violent coughs would usually humble him.

You had begun to play with your fingers, your eyes hadn’t left your food and Ellie easily noticed the scared aura that had embraced you. “My apologies, Ellie, you can proceed with what you were about to say,” Mr. du Armani apologised while he wiped his mouth with thick layers of tissue and sympathetic Ellie shook her head and glanced towards you, you had raised your head and Ellie could see the darkness that had invaded your sight, you had seemed terrible and with how upsetting the events had turned, Ellie didn���t want to continue.

“You can continue,” you soundlessly whispered and with guilt, Ellie resumed.

“Well, the song I’m doing is Fade into You by Mazzy Star,” Ellie awkwardly asserted and with familiarity Mr. du Armani’s eyes glowed.

“Mazzy Star?” Mr. du Armani enthusiastically repeated, “I’m familiar with that b—” ere he could complete his sentence, the head of the manor had begun to fiercely cough once more, his coughing strongly more violent than the last, spots of blood had spewed out of his mouth and quickly, Mrs. du Armani raised a tissue to his opening.

Sincerely contrite, Mrs. du Armani turned her face to Ellie, she had a faux smile on her face but Ellie had understood her faux gleam had no bad intentions. “Thank you so much for dining with us, Ellie,” Mrs. du Armani penitently thanked and you had taken it as a sign to lead Ellie out of the dining room, you had been silent throughout the entire walk and you had avoided Ellie’s gaze, you weren’t embarrassed but you didn’t want Ellie to see you so miserable.

The moment you had arrived to the lobby you had mustered the strength to smile at her. “Thank you for inviting me over,” Ellie faintly acknowledged and barely, you had simply hugged her.

“You’re welcome,” you hardly blessed, “if I knew my dad didn’t take his medicine, I wouldn’t have invited you over,” you candidly directed, but sympathetic, Ellie placed her hand on your left shoulder.

“It’s okay, everything is okay,” Ellie gently reassured you, and heedless, you shrugged your shoulders, your mind had been too focused on what had been going on in the dining room that your contact within the conversation you shared with Ellie was faint.

“You’ll be driven back to the university,” you dryly informed Ellie but the freckled girl furrowed her eyebrows, she was adamant to stay but you were powerfully stubborn. “I’ll speak to you on the phone,” you addressed and to keep Ellie from denying, you had briskly kissed her on the lips.

Upset, Ellie gently sighed, the weight on her shoulders deepened which had caused her shoulders to drop. “Promise you will?”

Mildly, you had smiled at Ellie to comfort her. “I promise.”

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