omg what about loser ellie and bully reader but reader is jealous this time
cw: car sex, face riding, semi public sex, desperate ellie
toni’s note: y’all this might be my favorite one <3
ellie is on the soccer team and wins yet another game for her team. you were sitting in the stands the whole game quietly cheering her on. (can’t do it out loud or it might get to her head)
when the game was over, you climbed down the bleachers to go wait by the car for ellie so y’all could go home. but when 15 minutes past, you go see wtf is taking her so long. then you see them.
a group of girls all fawning over ellie with one in specific rubbing her hands on your kinda-girlfriend’s arm. ellie seems to be paying the bitch a lot of attention too.
you are glaring daggers at ellie hoping she can feel them before walking over and pushing through this ridiculous crowd. didn’t everyone already know ellie was taken? didn’t ellie know that?
when ellie’s sees you approaching her she gives you a sweet genuine smile. the kinda smile she reserved only for you, you pluck the girls hand off ellie as she began basically rubbing herself on ellie. you make sure ellie can see that your not happy with her, crossing your arms and walking away without a word.
ellie is apologizing to the girls telling them she has to go home with her girlfriend. ellie jogs to catch up with you, reaching to wrap her arm around your shoulder but you toss her arm off. continuing your walk to the car.
“what i do now?” she says stoping you from opening the passenger side door. you quirk a brow at her, “should i let some girls rub up against me and see how you feel?” ellie looks at you confused.
ellie is so oblivious that she didn’t even realize all those girls wanted to fuck her. what a fucking loser. “they were just complimenting me on winning the game.” she rubs the back of her neck kinda confused.
“doesn’t fucking matter ellie! you don’t let girls rub on you when you have a gf!” you say pushing at her chest.
ellie breaks out into a grin, “your officially my gf?” you roll your eyes, “i don’t know ellie. i don’t want a gf who lets other girls rub on them.” ellie grabs your hand, opening the door to the back seat, crawling in and pulling you with her.
ellie pulls you into a feverish kiss, like kissing you is the only thing keeping her alive. “ellie, what are you-ah~“ you start to say before your interrupted by ellie biting and sucking on your neck.
“sit on my face,” ellie says grabbing your hips trying to get you to straddle her. “i only want you, your the only one for me. let me prove it!” ellie lays across the backseat when you straddle her waist. “hmm… say please,” you say smirking. you wasn’t just gonna give her what she wanted that easily.
“please please princess. i need you,” ellie is trying to beckon you further up her body with a pleading look on her face. how could you say no to such perfect begging. you slide your jeans and underwear off, hovering over ellie’s face. ellie doesn’t wait, wrapping her arms around your thighs pulling you down on her face.
ellie delves in, eating you out like it’s her right. “ooo ellie f-fuck.” you moan out hands flat on the car window. ellie moves her chin up and down trying to lick your every crevice, doing this makes her nose bump against you clit over and over. you place you palm on ellie’s forehead trying to get away from her purposeful licks and sucks.
ellie shakes her head at you, not helping your situation at all. “els. so so good..” you say grabbing the handles above your head with both hands for dear life. your riding ellie’s face at this point, bouncing slightly, moving your hips in circles. “i’m so close els” your jaw goes slack, head thrown back, chanting ellie’s name like a prayer.
your vision goes white as you cum, riding out your orgasm on ellie’s face, hips still moving. you lift your self off ellie’s face looking down and seeing her pussy drunk, like she just ate you out solely for her benefit.
“i love you,” says ellie with a lazy smile. you don’t say it back, but kiss her hard enough that she knows you feel the same.
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⊹˚🍜Ꮺ ꒰toji fushiguro as a bodyguard !!꒱ ࣪𖤐 ˓ ⊹ ˚
a/n :: fem! reader because these are entirely self-indulgent. i forgot that i made these on my other account, so i'm bringing them back because i miss them. hopefully they're better than before ^_^ !!
bodyguard! toji who is only doing this because your dad is rich. babysitting some spoiled little girl shouldn't be too much of a hassle.
bodyguard! toji who will absolutely abuse his rights as a member of your household by using your fancy showers and helping himself to your kitchen (you've walked in on him fresh out of a shower in, like, four different bathrooms).
bodyguard! toji who simply grunts out a response when he's not in the mood to talk to you. otherwise, he'll talk whether you want to hear him or not.
bodyguard! toji who is an absolute bully. who'll bump shoulders with you in passing without apologizing, who stands in front of the TV as if he's made of glass (and pretends not to hear you when you tell him to move, snarky bastard...), who averts his eyes and snickers when he sees that you can't reach something you so clearly need help reaching, etc.
bodyguard! toji who hates being stuffed in a suit and tie for your family's more formal functions, and will begrudgingly let you stick close when it gets to be too much for you.
bodyguard! toji with a wild streak. the kind to be thrilled about a surprise attack on the estate, not necessarily because he wants you dead, but because he gets to showcase his title as the sorcerer killer as he tells you to get back, a crazed grin on his lips, a gun in one hand, and a massive blade in the other.
bodyguard! toji who constantly reminds you, "i'm here to keep you alive, l'il girl, not be your nanny." it's his mantra.
bodyguard! toji who gets caught in the kitchen at 2:14 AM, loudly slurping cup ramen and drinking beer because he "got bored and didn't know what the hell do do in this big-ass house".
bodyguard! toji without a shred of respect for your privacy unless you're showering or changing your clothes. who pokes through your closet and drawers and tosses your poor stuffed animals to the floor to make himself comfortable on your pink comforter set.
bodyguard! toji who won’t actually apologize by saying ‘i’m sorry’, but instead buys you something you’ve been eyeing with the paycheck your dad gave him last week without a word.
bodyguard! toji who says he isn’t your therapist, but gives affirmative little grunts and small pieces of advice when you vent to him.
bodyguard! toji who has a good laugh when you tell him you want to learn how to fight. who mocks you, “a tiny thing like you? ha! funny, princess — you should be a comedian.” (he’ll teach you if you really want to learn, but you’ll have to grit your teeth and bear the teasing.)
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Review of this instant ramen: oily, kinda spicy idk it tickled my mouth for a second with every bite, the noodles were thinner but somehow stronger than Maruchan’s ramen. Didn’t really taste anything more than that. The fact it had an oil packet was kinda weird and gave it all strange texture. If I had this again I’d dump out the water and add a bunch of cheese to it idk not a huge fan
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