about me: i write for fun! english is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes that might occur. im 20 years old and im doing college so when exams/finals week is happening i'll probably disappear.
content: wc: 2500k, strap on use, it's referred as dick once, sup top! ellie, low key mean reader, r! receiving, degradation kink if you squint, not proof read
author's note: GUYS thank so much for liking the part one. We hit 1000 notes in less than a month on part1 this is INSANE!!! I'm so thankful for all the notes and that you guys asked for a sequel, so here I am. I hope yall enjoy as much. love you guys ❤️❤️
Two weeks had passed since that day.
The day Ellie ate your pussy in the locker room. Even now seemed unreal, as if she was daydreaming. But it was real, she knows how you taste, the sounds you make. How your lips feel like against hers.
She definitely didn't move on from that moment. She events replayed over and over in her head, and always would end up with her fingers in her clit, making herself come with the thought of you.
In the first two or three days it was only in her bedroom, at night. Now it got to a point that she skipped class in the bathroom just to touch herself. If she was whipped before now it would be a thousand times worse.
And at this very moment Ellie was inside a bathroom stall, her back against the wall giving her balance while her fingers worked so fast on her own pussy, she could feel her climax coming. Just a bit more and she creams her fingers.
She looked down at her creamed fingers and sighed “I'm so pathetic.” She felt like this a lot, specially after jerking off for someone that didn't gave a single fuck about her. And because something like what happened in that locker room would never happen ever again. Right?
-
Back in class, Ellie sat at her usual seat at the back of the classroom. She should be paying attention to whatever the teacher was saying but her eyes were glued to your back, watching every single move that you did. You would play with your hair while looking at the teacher then write down whatever you thought was important and again all that she could think of was fucking you again and again. Maybe if she spent the rest of hair life fucking you she would die very happy.
She was staring at you so hard that maybe someone could have noticed that she was ogling you.
At some point you noticed her burning gaze on your back. And what did you do? Your eyes met hers, Ellie's cheeks immediately got crimson red, she was a mess. You smirked and looked away.
This was the first interaction between you two in these two weeks. She was freaking out inside. What did that smirk meant? Did you want something with her again? You were making fun of her because she was so pathetic? Her mind was racing, a thousand thoughts per second.
Until the bell rang this kept going, you looked back at her again around three times and always with a wicked smirk on your face. Would you expose her today? Was she fucked?
The teacher dismissed the class, and everyone started to leave. Ellie always waited for everyone to leave to avoid the crowds, sometimes to avoid being seen. This time she was so lost in thought that she didn't realise that even the teacher left, and was only her in that empty classroom.
She started collecting her stuff to leave, and heard someone walking in, she didn't pay much attention, thinking it was the teacher. But she could hear the steps coming in her direction, and she felt when it stopped an arm from her. “Missed me, perv?”
She turned in your direction so fast that it was almost embarrassing. She looked at you for at least five seconds and finally spoke. “M-missed you? Pft. What are you talking about?” She missed your cunt against her mouth that's for sure.
You stepped an inch closer. “I know you missed me. You are always staring at me like you are hypnotized.” Ellie blushed at that, you knew that she was ogling you every day at every hour, every second that she could. “My pussy was that good, huh?” You chuckled as if you were making fun of her. And you probably were.
Ellie didn't answer. She didn't know what to say. Was this a ‘I'm bullying the shit out of you?’ or a ‘I'm letting you fuck me again’ type of thing. Or both?
Your fingers touched her jaw, slipping to the back of Ellie's neck, grabbing the hair there. “I asked you a question. Answer me.” You made her look directly into your eyes, waiting for an answer.
Ellie felt her breath hitch, her heart was beating so fast that she could feel in her ears. “Um- Yes. It was that good.”
“Yeah, I know.” And just like that you kissed her. The kiss was slow and you dominated the whole time, when your tongue brushed against her plump lips she didn't even need a second to give you entrance, you simply could do whatever you wanted to her.
Your tongue moved in the right way, in the best way. You were her best kiss - not that she had that many - you just knew what to do, and how to do it. She couldn't even put into words how good it was kissing you, how your lips felt against her, your taste. This wasn't just her imagination, her memories. You were right there, kissing her even after that whole thing.
When you pulled away Ellie let out a pathetic but low whimper. She opened her eyes looking at your face as if she was trying to understand why you would stop the kiss.
“I'm going to put you to use, perv.” You stop gripping her hair and take a step back. She looked at you waiting or begging for an order from you. “Be at my house at 6 pm. Don't be late. I'll text you the address.” You stated, not leaving room for argument or questioning. You didn't wait for her to answer, you knew that she would be there, and Ellie knew that she would never waste an opportunity like this.
At 5:40 pm Ellie's car was already parked in front of your house. She was nervous, her hands sweating. She didn't know if it was too early or if she could just go and knock on your door and face whatever you wanted to do with her.
Ellie tried to wait until 6, she really did. But she was eager, desperate to see you again. If she was lucky enough she would get to kiss you again, maybe touch you if you allowed her. At 5:50 pm she was knocking on your door, maybe she was pathetic for it but at this point she couldn't care less.
You took about a minute or two to open the door. You are wearing a short that was way too short, and a tank top with no bra. She could see your nipples through the tank top and her pussy throbbed in that sight.
“Coming in.” You waited for her to step inside the living room and closed the door behind her. Ellie looked around the room, she didn't know what to do or do.
She took a deep breath trying to gather the right words. “Uh- Why did you call me here?” Deep down Ellie knew why. But she wanted to hear from you, she wanted the reassurance that you wanted her.
You stepped closer, with a slight smirk on your face. “I told you I would put you to some use. Didn't I?” Ellie nodded. “I have taken a look again at that nasty sketchbook of yours. You have such a dirty mind…” Your hands go to her shoulders. “But I just happen to like your dirty mind. And today I'll make one of your filthy dreams come true.”
One your hand went all the way down to her own, grabbing it and leading the way to your room. She was astonished, in a blink you two were in your room, and Ellie was staring awkwardly close to your bed while you grabbed something in a drawer.
When you got what you wanted you turned in her direction, holding her sketchbook open in the page that she had drawn herself fucking you with a purple strap. Her cheeks got crimson red, even though she shouldn't be embarrassed at this point. “We are recreating this today.”
“W-what?” It was comic how she could get embarrassed and flushed at you saying those things when she was the one who had made all those filth drawings.
“Yeah. We are doing this today. Like, right now.” You put the sketchbook above your night stand. And opened the drawer, taking out of it a harness with a purple dildo attached on it. “I even bought the strap you created.” You said so simply and calmly that it sounded like you were saying ‘we are going to play uno’ or something.
She shutters like the pathetic thing that she was, and all that she could answer was “OK.”
You chuckled in that mean way that only you knew how to do it, mocking her making her feel embarrassed and humiliated for being a freak. The worst thing? It turns her on.
“Take your pants off.” You weren't asking, you never did. Ellie took her shoes and pants so fast that it probably took half a second. You stepped closer to her, attaching the strap on her hips while your gaze was locked into hers.
Your hands rested on her hips, pushing her to the bed. Ellie's knees hit the bed and she fell sitting on it, her hands resting on her sides in the mattress waiting for your next command.
You leaned down just enough to your lips touching hers, initiating a kiss. The kiss escalated quickly, you took all the dominance leading how you wanted the kiss to be. At some point you were at her lap, kissing her fervently. Ellie's hands were on your waist, but she was feeling bold, every passing second her hands would go lower, until your buttcheeks were full between her fingers.
She pulled you closer, squeezing your ass. Beneath you, you could feel the strap adding a friction to your clothed pussy. You rocked your hips against it, letting out a soft whimper against her lips.
You broke out of the kiss and Ellie whined. You got up striping your clothes off, she had her eyes glued on you. Watching every movement you did, the way how your tits bounced when you took off your shirt.
As soon as you finished, you grabbed her chin making her look up at you. “You're going to fuck me real good, aren't you?” She nodded. “I know you will.” You kissed Ellie again, leaning into the mattress with her.
You shifted positions getting under her, with your back laying in the mattress. “Fill me up.” She pulled back, holding your thighs and spreading them open. Taking a look at your pussy, all ready and wet for her.
She leaned down, shoving her face on your pussy, giving a long lick on your entrance going up to your clit and sucking it. She whined against your cunt, she missed feeling you against your mouth. But her happiness lasted for a short time, you grabbed her hair pulling her away from your delicious pussy. “I said ‘fill me up’, do what you are told.”
“I-im sorry.” She held the length of the strap positioning on your folds, she pushed the tip inside. Inch by inch, slowly. Watching your pussy swallow the toy.
“Go slow and deep.” You ordered, and Ellie followed like always. She moved her hips very slowly at first, as if she was trying to understand how to do that. But apparently she was a quick learner, she started to thrust deep against your pussy.
Which thrust you let out a whimper, your arms circled around her shoulders. “Is it good?” Ellie asked, looking down at you, her hands pushing your thighs against your breasts.
“Yeah.” You answered with a breathy moan. Ellie's ego hit the moon, she was making you feel good. She rocked her hips deeper against your pussy, taking almost everything out then putting everything back with one strong thrust.
“Faster. Go faster.” You didn't need to ask twice. She was eager to make you feel good, to make you come against her dick.
The rhythm was frenetic, she was thrusting against your pussy so fast that all you could do was moan, your hands tried to pull her even closer. Each time that she went deeper and faster inside you, her skin would slam against yours making a loud noise that mixed with the ones leaving your mouth.
“Don't stop. I'm almost there” That was the last motivation to make you come. She kept the rhythm, not stopping once. She could feel her arms starting to go numb, but this was all about you, about making you come. About her being so good for you.
She was mesmerized by the expression that you made while you were getting there, you were almost hitting climax because of her. This was the best view that she could ever see.
A few more strokes, you moaned louder and a lot more whiny than before, your nails digging on her skin under her shirt. She worked you through it, not stopping until you were finished.
She waited a bit for you to catch your breath, then she got the strap out of you. “Can I take it off?” You mumbled a ‘yes’ and she disattached the harness from her hips, placing it on the edge of the bed.
She was seated on her knees unsure of what to do now, but she had a question lingering on the back of her mind. “Can I ask you something?” She seemed nervous about it. You nodded. “What exactly is this thing?”
She didn't know if she was right to ask you that, but she needed to know.
You got a bit up, leaning on your elbows looking at her. “What is this?” She looks at you with an hopeful expression. “Hmm…” You feign thinking, just to mess with her. “This is me putting you to some use. But I'm the only one who gets to use you, ok?”
She looked away from you a bit disappointed, then looked back at you. “Okay… But you are in fact just using me or we are like- a thing?” Oh, she was so embarrassed to ask that and get the biggest rejection of her life. But she needed to know if she had you completely or just to please you.
You smirked, she was cute when she acted like this. You even thought of messing just a bit more with her, but she did so good for you today. “We are a thing, Ellie.”
Her facial expression turned into surprise, and she smiled. “Really!?” You chuckled, just answering with a “Yeah. Now come here.” You tap on the part of the mattress just beside you.
Fast enough she was laying down beside you, sharing your pillow with you. She turned to your side, admiring your face and happy because now you two were something. Even if it wasn't clear she was happy, so happy.
This was definitely a dream coming true.
tag list: @blxeberryblood, @willowlovesthewesleys
author's end notes: thank you so much for reading 💞
if guys want me to keep this one going let me know, and i accept suggestions on what you guys want to see happening with these two.
cw: popular!reader, mean!reader, ellie draws filthy drawing of reader, eating out (r! receiving), a bit of degradation if you squint, sub top!ellie
author's note: i wrote this a while ago, so if sucks pardon me
She's completely in love with you.
Actually she is completely obsessed with you, since day one. All started when you two had to pair up to a history assignment. At the beginning she didn't like you that much, you had this superior aura, didn't talk too much to people like you were too good to even look at them (or at her-). You acted like you owned the school hallways, and to be honest you kinda did.
She had built all these ideas about you, how you thought, acted and behaved. But that assignment day changed it all. You were a bit mean? Yes. But also really sweet and helpful on the search, you did your part and even helped her. Also kept a conversation with her, and she figured that you had a similar taste in music, you both liked radiohead and paramore. and also have watched jurassic park, but what came after you said that she honestly didn't expect.
“Yeah, I have watched Jurassic Park but it's not really my thing dinosaur movies y'know? I only watched because I had a huge fat crush on Katie McGrath some time ago” Ellie blinked twice after hearing ‘crush’ and ‘Katie McGrath’. She tried to assimilate and then the realization came… you liked girls? Yeah, you definitely did. And that fucked her really good because the while thing that she kept saying to herself that you were a show off and a prick were to hide her own huge fat crush on you.
Unfortunately that assignment wasn't too long, and soon was finished and so was the class. When the class bell rang, you got up and gathered all your things saying “see you around, williams.” Gave her a soft smile - that made her heart skip a beat - and walked away. From now on she knew that things wouldn't be easy for her…
The next following days were hell.. Every time that you two passed around each other, you would smile at her, wave at her and say a “hey!” and sometimes you would even compliment on her shirt - the first time you did she was wearing the shirt that Marceline gave to princess bubblegum. And of course she lost her shit, once again with the idea of you being into girls too.. First a crush on Katie McGrath and now you recognized the shirt? No way you could be straight, right?
And that makes her hopes go even higher since maybe, just maybe she could have a chance with you. A fever dream? Maybe. But she was delusional anyway. Her love (or obsession) for you only kept growing, now she thinks about you during class, admiring your silk curls… She thinks about you before bed, sometimes she stalks your Instagram account. You had the most aesthetic pictures ever, ‘she's so so so pretty…’ she would always think that when looking at your posts, or at you at school.
She loved you so much that she started writing poems about you, and at some point she started to draw you. You became her muse. And as the time passed her art started to get a bit bold… She was good at anatomy and she spent too much time with her eyes glued on your body, so… it was only natural to her to replicate that on paper, but most of the time you were without clothes and doing all kinds of sex positions with her. Hey! She was not a pervert... just was feeding her imagination, was giving life for her wet dreams. But it was fine because no one knew her dirty little secret and no one would ever find out. Or she thought so.
One day after P.E she was waiting for the locker room to get empty so she could shower alone and at peace. When the other girls left the room she went to clean herself up, but so did you since you hated when the locker room was crowded. She listened to someone get in and start showering at the stall next to her, but didn't bother her; it was just one person after all. When she finished and dressed in her sports bra and boxers, she got out of the stall and the first thing that met her eyes it's you in a black matching piece getting into your jeans.
You feel someone's presence and lift your head to see who it was. “Hey, Ellie!” You buttoned your jeans, smiling at her. And it was too much to her loser head, she just saw you in underwear and you smiled, bet that she was redder than a tomato. “H-hey..” Somehow she managed to reply, and avoiding looking at your body she walked to her locker, getting her clothes to dress up and get out of there as fast as possible. But of course she can't be subtle and do things quietly, and of course all her things fell on the floor: clothes, books, towel and her sketchbook. Yes, that one that no one could even think about the existence and yes it fell open right in a page where she had draw her fucking you in a bathroom stall. It was dirty, filthy. The expression that she had drew you making? Obscene.
At first when you saw her things falling all over the floor you thought ‘oh, she's so clumsy. it's kinda cute’ but when her sketchbook fell right in your feet with such a pornographic scene, you became shocked. You knelt to the ground, grabbing the sketchbook and looking through the pages. Which one was more dirty than the other one, in one of them you were sitting on a bed with her face shoved into your pussy and even had little words balloons written around like ‘pussy so good’. The next one she's was fucking you with a purple strap, with a little note ‘purple because is her favorite color ♡’. You were terrified for a minute but in the next one amused she was obsessed with you, and was a total freak.
“You did all these drawings?” You ask with your eyes flickering between the pages and her face. Ellie this whole time was frozen, couldn't move, couldn't speak; she wanted to grab that sketchbook and run away from that bathroom or from the country. She stutters something but you can't quite understand but sounds like a no. “No? Of course you did, you fucking perv.” You are calling her a pervert and she's expecting you to have the most disgusted expression on your face, but you were actually smirking and your eyes had a look that seemed like mischief. You stepped closer to her, and grabbed her chin. “You did this huh?” Ellie's cheeks got crimson red, burning like hell. But she managed to nod, she couldn't deny since you made her face you, look into your eyes.
“I… I-i did. I'm sorry.” She looks away from your eyes embarrassed and ashamed, now all she could think was that you hate her and think she's a pervert. You chuckle and that confuses her, she looks up seeing the amusement in your eyes. “You know Ellie… I always thought that inside of the big loser that you are, you were actually a freak. And I was so right, huh? You been having fantasies about fucking me in all aways possible, such a pervert…” Your hands are now grabbing her hair, pulling a bit tight her scalp. “You're a filthy girl aren't you?” Ellie almost moaned at that, the grip on her hair and you calling her filthy made her cunt throb hard. “I-im sorry! I didn't mean to do it! I'll burn the sketchbook! I'll do anything you want, just don't tell anyone about this please.” You did not release the grip on her hair, instead you pulled her even closer looking right in her eyes, and even if she wanted to avoid your gaze she couldn't. “You're sorry and will you do anything?” Ellie nodded fast, she was desperate. She was already seen by the whole school as a weird girl, if someone knew about this she would be a weirdo, a freak, a pervert. “You're lucky I'm nice, or the whole school would know about your dirty little secret. But you are still showing how sorry you are for those nasty drawings.” Ellie nodded again, she was a bit relieved that you wouldn't tell anyone, but that went away really quickly when you spoke again. “Get on your knees.” You said firm and demanding, not even leaving room for her to say something. She gets on your knees without saying a word, she looks up at you trying to read your expression but your face didn't tell her much. She closed her eyes, she was waiting for you to slap her for drawing those things and humiliate you like this.
She feels your hands on her hair again ‘she's going to punch me, isn't she?’ she asks herself in thought, but as you pull her closer her face hits a part of your body, she opens her eyes confused, then sees that what hit her face was your pussy, and she realizes that at some point while she had her eyes closed and feared for her life you took off your underwear. “You'll make me cum as a way to show how sorry you are, Ellie.” Once again you shoved her face onto your pussy, but this time she didn't waste any time. Her lips started sucking your clit almost immediately, her hands went to the back of your tights gripping the skin. A turmoil was happening in Ellie's mind, she was confused why this was happening but she wouldn't waste the chance. Her wildest dreams just came true, she had her lips on your cunt and her tongue flicking in all directions to please you, this was paradise. She looked at you while her tongue worked with passion, she was giving all that she had because she had to show that she was sorry and because this was addictive. You moaned beautifully because of her, because of what she was doing to you.
You would pull her hair tighter, not caring if it could hurt her scalp and bite your lower lip trying to contain your whiny moans. “Tell me, does my pussy taste as good as you imagined while drawing those things?” You looked down at her making eye contact, she nodded and then stated “It's even better, I couldn't even think in my very fertile imagination that your pussy tastes this good…” She quickly buried her face onto you again, she didn't want to be away from this warm and very wet place.
Her hands went a bit up, grabbing buttcheeks bringing you closer and holding you in place. But as the please was building in, your legs started to get weak and you stepped back to press your back against the cold metal of the lockers and Ellie whined in protest as if being away from your cunt was the worst thing you could do to her. She got her face pressed against your pussy again eating you out with hunger, a hunger that she would never satisfy. Ellie was whining against your clit because you started to grip her autumn locks even tighter and moan louder and more frequently, you were getting close and just the thought of you coming on her mouth was enough to make her cream on her pants. “Don't you even dare to stop.” She murmured something from down there but wasn't understandable because she didn't stop using her tongue on you. Your hips jerked against her mouth, you need just a bit more, just a few more precise flicks of tongue. Elile knew that, and used all the could to make you get there. And the pain on her face muscles was worth it when she heard you moaning her name while you squirted on her mouth, and of course she drank every single bit of it, she would be crazy of wasting a drop of your sweet cum.
You leaned the back of your head against the locker and closed your eyes, trying to catch your breath, the grip on the nerd's hair loosened but your hand stayed in place. She kept on her knees looking up at you, waiting for your next command. You took some minutes to get your breath steady then look at her. “You're definitely something, perv. Maybe discovering that nasty sketchbook of yours was one of the best things I did this year.”
Yeah?” Ellie asked, looking almost too happy at hearing that. You were complimenting her, right?
“Yeah. Now I have a freaky nerd on the palm of my hand, and she will do anything I want or I will open my mouth…” To be honest you wouldn't tell anyone about this. You always thought Ellie was cute, and knowing that she was obsessed with you and knew how to eat pussy like that was definitely a win. But she didn't need to know that. “Yes! I'll do anything you want.” She uttered, her fingers digging deep on your buttcheeks.
“Get up.” You demanded, and she obedient as always followed your command. Now she was standing in front of you, with big doe eyes looking at you.
You pulled her closer by her waist, and kissed her, you maybe have inverted the order of kiss then fuck but who cares? The taste of your pussy was still very strong on her lips, you savored the taste of it mixed with the taste of her lips. She kissed you in a desperate way, as if she was afraid of this never happening again, her hands went to your shoulders, her fingers digging the skin.
“Keep this thing a secret hm?” You said after pulling away from the kiss. Ellie murmured an ‘okay’, and looked away from you. “Good.”
After putting your clothes on, you grabbed the sketchbook that was long forgotten on the floor. “I'm taking this with me” You declared and shoved it in your bag. “See you around, perv.” With that you left the locker room, but also left Ellie that was too stunned to speak, now everything that happened was seeking in and she still couldn't believe it was real.
going through hell rn because I'm sure that I'm a lesbian but comp het is catching me
like everything screams that I'm a lesbian, I even did a tarot reading but im scared of saying that i am one and eventually like a man (even though only the thought makes me disgusted) and stain the names of the lesbians
I dated a guy in the past and was basically the ihatemybf final boss and he was actually a good guy 🕊 but I genuinely knew that I didn't liked him. I had more feelings for a girl I only texted in high school that I had for him
but have you commented on an existing fic today? have you left guest kudos today on that fic you've already kudos-ed before but can't stop coming back to? have you shared a writer's post today?
have you supported your writers today such that they feel encouraged enough to write the fic you are asking for tomorrow?
cw: popular!reader, mean!reader, ellie draws filthy drawing of reader, eating out (r! receiving), a bit of degradation if you squint, sub top!ellie
author's note: i wrote this a while ago, so if sucks pardon me
She's completely in love with you.
Actually she is completely obsessed with you, since day one. All started when you two had to pair up to a history assignment. At the beginning she didn't like you that much, you had this superior aura, didn't talk too much to people like you were too good to even look at them (or at her-). You acted like you owned the school hallways, and to be honest you kinda did.
She had built all these ideas about you, how you thought, acted and behaved. But that assignment day changed it all. You were a bit mean? Yes. But also really sweet and helpful on the search, you did your part and even helped her. Also kept a conversation with her, and she figured that you had a similar taste in music, you both liked radiohead and paramore. and also have watched jurassic park, but what came after you said that she honestly didn't expect.
“Yeah, I have watched Jurassic Park but it's not really my thing dinosaur movies y'know? I only watched because I had a huge fat crush on Katie McGrath some time ago” Ellie blinked twice after hearing ‘crush’ and ‘Katie McGrath’. She tried to assimilate and then the realization came… you liked girls? Yeah, you definitely did. And that fucked her really good because the while thing that she kept saying to herself that you were a show off and a prick were to hide her own huge fat crush on you.
Unfortunately that assignment wasn't too long, and soon was finished and so was the class. When the class bell rang, you got up and gathered all your things saying “see you around, williams.” Gave her a soft smile - that made her heart skip a beat - and walked away. From now on she knew that things wouldn't be easy for her…
The next following days were hell.. Every time that you two passed around each other, you would smile at her, wave at her and say a “hey!” and sometimes you would even compliment on her shirt - the first time you did she was wearing the shirt that Marceline gave to princess bubblegum. And of course she lost her shit, once again with the idea of you being into girls too.. First a crush on Katie McGrath and now you recognized the shirt? No way you could be straight, right?
And that makes her hopes go even higher since maybe, just maybe she could have a chance with you. A fever dream? Maybe. But she was delusional anyway. Her love (or obsession) for you only kept growing, now she thinks about you during class, admiring your silk curls… She thinks about you before bed, sometimes she stalks your Instagram account. You had the most aesthetic pictures ever, ‘she's so so so pretty…’ she would always think that when looking at your posts, or at you at school.
She loved you so much that she started writing poems about you, and at some point she started to draw you. You became her muse. And as the time passed her art started to get a bit bold… She was good at anatomy and she spent too much time with her eyes glued on your body, so… it was only natural to her to replicate that on paper, but most of the time you were without clothes and doing all kinds of sex positions with her. Hey! She was not a pervert... just was feeding her imagination, was giving life for her wet dreams. But it was fine because no one knew her dirty little secret and no one would ever find out. Or she thought so.
One day after P.E she was waiting for the locker room to get empty so she could shower alone and at peace. When the other girls left the room she went to clean herself up, but so did you since you hated when the locker room was crowded. She listened to someone get in and start showering at the stall next to her, but didn't bother her; it was just one person after all. When she finished and dressed in her sports bra and boxers, she got out of the stall and the first thing that met her eyes it's you in a black matching piece getting into your jeans.
You feel someone's presence and lift your head to see who it was. “Hey, Ellie!” You buttoned your jeans, smiling at her. And it was too much to her loser head, she just saw you in underwear and you smiled, bet that she was redder than a tomato. “H-hey..” Somehow she managed to reply, and avoiding looking at your body she walked to her locker, getting her clothes to dress up and get out of there as fast as possible. But of course she can't be subtle and do things quietly, and of course all her things fell on the floor: clothes, books, towel and her sketchbook. Yes, that one that no one could even think about the existence and yes it fell open right in a page where she had draw her fucking you in a bathroom stall. It was dirty, filthy. The expression that she had drew you making? Obscene.
At first when you saw her things falling all over the floor you thought ‘oh, she's so clumsy. it's kinda cute’ but when her sketchbook fell right in your feet with such a pornographic scene, you became shocked. You knelt to the ground, grabbing the sketchbook and looking through the pages. Which one was more dirty than the other one, in one of them you were sitting on a bed with her face shoved into your pussy and even had little words balloons written around like ‘pussy so good’. The next one she's was fucking you with a purple strap, with a little note ‘purple because is her favorite color ♡’. You were terrified for a minute but in the next one amused she was obsessed with you, and was a total freak.
“You did all these drawings?” You ask with your eyes flickering between the pages and her face. Ellie this whole time was frozen, couldn't move, couldn't speak; she wanted to grab that sketchbook and run away from that bathroom or from the country. She stutters something but you can't quite understand but sounds like a no. “No? Of course you did, you fucking perv.” You are calling her a pervert and she's expecting you to have the most disgusted expression on your face, but you were actually smirking and your eyes had a look that seemed like mischief. You stepped closer to her, and grabbed her chin. “You did this huh?” Ellie's cheeks got crimson red, burning like hell. But she managed to nod, she couldn't deny since you made her face you, look into your eyes.
“I… I-i did. I'm sorry.” She looks away from your eyes embarrassed and ashamed, now all she could think was that you hate her and think she's a pervert. You chuckle and that confuses her, she looks up seeing the amusement in your eyes. “You know Ellie… I always thought that inside of the big loser that you are, you were actually a freak. And I was so right, huh? You been having fantasies about fucking me in all aways possible, such a pervert…” Your hands are now grabbing her hair, pulling a bit tight her scalp. “You're a filthy girl aren't you?” Ellie almost moaned at that, the grip on her hair and you calling her filthy made her cunt throb hard. “I-im sorry! I didn't mean to do it! I'll burn the sketchbook! I'll do anything you want, just don't tell anyone about this please.” You did not release the grip on her hair, instead you pulled her even closer looking right in her eyes, and even if she wanted to avoid your gaze she couldn't. “You're sorry and will you do anything?” Ellie nodded fast, she was desperate. She was already seen by the whole school as a weird girl, if someone knew about this she would be a weirdo, a freak, a pervert. “You're lucky I'm nice, or the whole school would know about your dirty little secret. But you are still showing how sorry you are for those nasty drawings.” Ellie nodded again, she was a bit relieved that you wouldn't tell anyone, but that went away really quickly when you spoke again. “Get on your knees.” You said firm and demanding, not even leaving room for her to say something. She gets on your knees without saying a word, she looks up at you trying to read your expression but your face didn't tell her much. She closed her eyes, she was waiting for you to slap her for drawing those things and humiliate you like this.
She feels your hands on her hair again ‘she's going to punch me, isn't she?’ she asks herself in thought, but as you pull her closer her face hits a part of your body, she opens her eyes confused, then sees that what hit her face was your pussy, and she realizes that at some point while she had her eyes closed and feared for her life you took off your underwear. “You'll make me cum as a way to show how sorry you are, Ellie.” Once again you shoved her face onto your pussy, but this time she didn't waste any time. Her lips started sucking your clit almost immediately, her hands went to the back of your tights gripping the skin. A turmoil was happening in Ellie's mind, she was confused why this was happening but she wouldn't waste the chance. Her wildest dreams just came true, she had her lips on your cunt and her tongue flicking in all directions to please you, this was paradise. She looked at you while her tongue worked with passion, she was giving all that she had because she had to show that she was sorry and because this was addictive. You moaned beautifully because of her, because of what she was doing to you.
You would pull her hair tighter, not caring if it could hurt her scalp and bite your lower lip trying to contain your whiny moans. “Tell me, does my pussy taste as good as you imagined while drawing those things?” You looked down at her making eye contact, she nodded and then stated “It's even better, I couldn't even think in my very fertile imagination that your pussy tastes this good…” She quickly buried her face onto you again, she didn't want to be away from this warm and very wet place.
Her hands went a bit up, grabbing buttcheeks bringing you closer and holding you in place. But as the please was building in, your legs started to get weak and you stepped back to press your back against the cold metal of the lockers and Ellie whined in protest as if being away from your cunt was the worst thing you could do to her. She got her face pressed against your pussy again eating you out with hunger, a hunger that she would never satisfy. Ellie was whining against your clit because you started to grip her autumn locks even tighter and moan louder and more frequently, you were getting close and just the thought of you coming on her mouth was enough to make her cream on her pants. “Don't you even dare to stop.” She murmured something from down there but wasn't understandable because she didn't stop using her tongue on you. Your hips jerked against her mouth, you need just a bit more, just a few more precise flicks of tongue. Elile knew that, and used all the could to make you get there. And the pain on her face muscles was worth it when she heard you moaning her name while you squirted on her mouth, and of course she drank every single bit of it, she would be crazy of wasting a drop of your sweet cum.
You leaned the back of your head against the locker and closed your eyes, trying to catch your breath, the grip on the nerd's hair loosened but your hand stayed in place. She kept on her knees looking up at you, waiting for your next command. You took some minutes to get your breath steady then look at her. “You're definitely something, perv. Maybe discovering that nasty sketchbook of yours was one of the best things I did this year.”
Yeah?” Ellie asked, looking almost too happy at hearing that. You were complimenting her, right?
“Yeah. Now I have a freaky nerd on the palm of my hand, and she will do anything I want or I will open my mouth…” To be honest you wouldn't tell anyone about this. You always thought Ellie was cute, and knowing that she was obsessed with you and knew how to eat pussy like that was definitely a win. But she didn't need to know that. “Yes! I'll do anything you want.” She uttered, her fingers digging deep on your buttcheeks.
“Get up.” You demanded, and she obedient as always followed your command. Now she was standing in front of you, with big doe eyes looking at you.
You pulled her closer by her waist, and kissed her, you maybe have inverted the order of kiss then fuck but who cares? The taste of your pussy was still very strong on her lips, you savored the taste of it mixed with the taste of her lips. She kissed you in a desperate way, as if she was afraid of this never happening again, her hands went to your shoulders, her fingers digging the skin.
“Keep this thing a secret hm?” You said after pulling away from the kiss. Ellie murmured an ‘okay’, and looked away from you. “Good.”
After putting your clothes on, you grabbed the sketchbook that was long forgotten on the floor. “I'm taking this with me” You declared and shoved it in your bag. “See you around, perv.” With that you left the locker room, but also left Ellie that was too stunned to speak, now everything that happened was seeking in and she still couldn't believe it was real.
content/warnings: a little bit of boob play, pussy eating, cum eating, aftercare. wc: 1,100k.
author notes: this is a part of my series/au where reader and caitlyn are roommates.
After you and Caitlyn started to date you never slept alone while the two of you were in the dorm room. Every night you would lay in bed with her, nuzzle closer to her neck feeling her natural scent invade your nostrils, just her scent was enough to make you relax and sleepy. Caitlyn would always get her hand on your scalp, massaging the place with her fingertips while telling you about her day and you'd listen with your eyes closed, sometimes you would sleep in the middle of the conversation. But it was fine, she always would chuckle at that and kiss your forehead, pull you even closer and also fall asleep.
By the morning, most of the days she would wake you up with a gentle pat, her voice thick with sleep whispering "Darling, time to wake up" her english accent was strong because her mind wasn't fully working yet. And today was one of those days, you woke up fast this time an unusual event. "Morning, babe." You said a bit disoriented.
"Morning, Darling." Caitlyn answered you, planting a kiss on your cheek. You closed your eyes again, not really wanting to wake up but she knew you too well at this point and knew the drill. She kissed your cheek again, then the other one, your jaw then your chin and the center of your neck, getting too close to your ear. "You have to get up, love."
You whined "I don't really want to, I am too tired" You yawned and Caitlyn kept kissing your neck, she knew what that does to you. When she got tired of that, she kissed all the way back to your cheek and finally planted a soft kiss on your lips. "I know a way to wake you up..." She smirked and actually kissed you, slow and a bit lazy but enough to get you worked up.
The two of you kissed for a long time and now you definitely didn't want to go back to sleep, you wanted her to touch you just the way that only Caitlyn knew how. Without stopping kissing you her hand slipped inside your shirt touching your bare breast, her fingers squeezing all the skin. She played with them for a bit, but soon enough she broke the kiss, her hands were in the hem of your shorts pulling them off. You slept without underwear most of the time, which was great for Caitlyn that would make her job easier.
She kissed your jaw and neck again, and got down to your nipples spending some seconds licking them. She goes back on kissing you all the way down, your stomach, lower stomach until she reaches your mons veneris. And finally she got right where you wanted, your swollen clit and she didn't want to make you wait today so she started her work at that very moment. Cait took her time with you, the movements of her tongue were lazy and slow matching perfectly with the early morning.
You let needy whines off your lips, slow was good but you needed more, you needed faster. "Baby, please..." Caitlyn looked at you feigning confusion, she already knew what you wanted but she loved when you begged for her. "Please, what?" Her icy blue eyes darkened while she looked at you, you had your lips parted and eyes closed. "Please go faster, I need more." You said pleading.
She didn't say anything else, she just grabbed your hips pulling you closer to her lips and got back on eating you out just like you asked her, faster and precisely. Your hand goes immediately to her navy blue locks, gripping them as if you were trying to get anchored on something, you needed some kind of release of the pleasure.
Caitlyn was eating you out as if her only job was this, as if she was born to do this. Honestly? She loved the taste of your cunt, the wait that you would squirm under her, the noises that you made. Making you feel good was her biggest pleasure. Your lower stomach started to twist, your tights clenched at the sides of her head, so she used her both hands to keep you in place and finish her job. "Babe- I'm so close..." You said between moans, you were starting to get overstimulated. She just kept going faster with every flick of her tongue, her only wish was for you to come on her mouth and it didn't take long until you did it.
You moaned a bit too loud, and probably the other rooms of the building could hear you but you were in ecstasy, so that would be the last thing in your mind right now. Cait worked you through your orgasm, she did not waste a single drop of it. When your breath started to come back you finally said "I'm definitely awake now."
She laughed at that, and gave you a quick kiss on the lips. "Great, now you're all ready for class." You honestly didn't want to go for class but duty called, and she wouldn't let you skip class just because you didn't want to go. "I'm not, but I'll go." Caitlyn caressed your face, her thumb brushing against your cheek. "Great. Let's take a shower, hm? I can't go to class with pussy breath." You chuckle it softly. "Yeah, you can't.
....
Caitlyn and you went to shower together, she helped you wash your back and your hair. She has stolen a few kisses during the shower, but they never last too long or you two would never make it to class, because even a silly kiss could turn into a heated make out session and her fingers always could find the middle of your legs.
After getting clean, she dried your hair and you dried hers. You two got ready together, even though slow and lazy mornings were one of your favourite things with college life was almost impossible, but at least you had her everyday with you. And you were kind of lucky, because you were dating your roommate, so you would see her frequently and that gave you a little incentive to not drop college.
"Are you ready?" Caitlyn asked while she grabbed her notebook, and other stuff that she needed for her class. "Almost ready" You look at yourself in the mirror one last time before grabbing your bag, then turn to her "Now I'm ready." Caitlyn grabbed your waist pulling you closer, and everyday before leaving for class you two would share a kiss. It was slow and passionate, just a last intimate moment before facing class and all the responsibilities that came with college. It was what got you two really for the day. She gave you a last peck before pulling apart, taking your hand on hers intertwining your fingers together. "Let's go?" She asked, looking at you. "Yes, let's go."
author's end notes: let me know what you think of this!!
im writing four different things at the same time god send me help!!! I have this problem where I have twenty ideas at the same time and I can just finish one first to go to the next one
warnings: wc: 1K, college roommates au, cait is a bit jealous/possessive, nsfw
notes: english is not my first language so forgive me for any mistakes and lack of diversity on my vocabulary, constructive criticism is appreciated
♡ At first she didn't like you, not at all. You were messy, and talked too much, always asking a lot of questions.
♡ With the days going on she started to like you a tad bit more, you talked too much? yes. But was kind, smart and had a very nice ass. It was round, well defined… She honestly wanted to put her hands on it and never let go… Wait. She shouldn't be thinking those things about her roommate, right?
♡ You have liked her since the first interaction, she was calm, collected, elegant and super intelligent, with an insanely pretty face. She was a whole package, and for your disgrace eventually you found out she was a lesbian. Was bad because even though you could have a chance with her at the same time you probably didn't have any, since she always acted like she disliked you.
♡ The things between you two started to happen on exams week, you studied a lot but Caitlyn? She didn't sleep, eat, she was seeking the highest grade - yes, she is the kind that needs academic validation, of course - and neglect herself in the way.
But you were a very attentive person and noticed her behavior and patterns. If you order food, you would order two and silently place it on her desk then walk away. If she slept mid studying session you would cover her with a blanket. She noticed all that and definitely started to grow fond of you.
♡ Each day you two got closer, more comfortable with each other. Went to class together even though you two had different classes you would go with her or get back to the dorm with her. Lunch together? Yes. Watching a movie or a show before bed? Definitely.
♡ The problem with all that started when one of your classmates got a bit closer to you, he would arrive with you at the cafeteria, smiling a bit too much at you. When he touches your arm she almost pukes on jealousy.
Because of him getting too close, too touchy, she starts to wait for you outside the class door like a guard dog, she didn't want him spading not even one second more with you. You find that weird but she brushes off saying she just was passing by and chose to wait for you.
♡ The poor boy stayed being a bit too friendly with you, and she hated it even the thought of it. So she in a really nice and kind way threatened to end his social life if he kept trying to be more than a classmate to you. You got confused all of the sudden he was being so weird but didn't think much of it.
♡ That was until every person that got too friendly or smiled at you in a way that she didn't like, they would stop talking to you out of nowhere.
♡ One day you were renting to your closest classmates that you were having a hard time making friends and on getting some action on your social life and she said “of course you are, your roommate makes everyone that seems interested in you run away.” At first you thought that your friend was being insane, but you kept thinking about it for quite some time and realized that she was right. Everytime Caitlyn saw you with someone shortly after they would get distant.
♡ You decided to confront her about it, but you were never even though everything was point to her doing that, looked a bit off… Why would she do that? One day you gathered all your courage to confront her about it. “Caitlyn, why are you making everyone that gets closest to me get away from me?”
At first Caitlyn was quiet for a while realizing that you notice what she has been doing, but she finally spoke. “Because I don't like them getting too close to what is mine.” She simply said it was the most normal thing.
♡ At that very same day she basically claimed you and asked you to be her girlfriend. You were confused at first since you thought that she disliked you, but now everything made sense and you always liked her, so why not?
♡ Caitlyn being your girlfriend was the most wonderful thing that ever happened! She was careful, and paid attention to everything that you said. If you were craving something it wouldn't take long to her order you or even take you out to eat.
♡ She definitely loves to spoil you, lucky for her that she was filthy rich so she could do and buy what she wanted for you without any worries.
♡ You on the other hand was a normal college student, a bit broke so you would spoil her on your budget. You knew all the kinds of manual stuff, crochet, drawing, baking, cooking. And you did all that to your amazing girlfriend.
You even gifted her a knitted sweater made by your very own hand on Christmas. It was a navy blue color to match her beautiful blue hair and keep her warm.
nsfw headcanons
♡ You were kinky but Caitlyn was even more, she was up for pretty much anything and always wanted to try new stuff, new toys, new places, new positions.
♡ Caitlyn buys sexual toys for you, she likes to watch you use them on yourself or use on you. Both drive her insane, all the noises you make using those turn her on.
♡ Study sessions can easily turn on her fucking you against the desk, your face pressed against the papers you two were using to study.
♡ Picking up a book in the library? She ends up pressing you against the bookshelves with her hands inside your pants finger fucking you, her other hand on your mouth blocking all the moans you want to let it out.
end notes: let me know what you think and if I should keep writing more of this au! 🖤
♡ If you smile too much at someone, give too much attention she will make you remember who you should be paying attention to.