lifeisweed

[misserabella]

hello!! I would like to make a request please. ellie x reader... imagine the reader is ellie's, hot, attractive, smart, sweet and flirty new roommate who ellie has a fucking crush on and was getting hard to control, mainly because her roommate wore short skirts in most of the time and until one day Ellie comes home and the reader is coming out of the bathroom with only a small towel covering her naked body making Ellie very horny and awkward at the same time? can end in kisses and smut? 🤭

thank you 🫶🏻

pt2!

a/n; you are just a fucking tease and she knows!!😭

playing games ♡

cw; flirty! reader, weed usage, smoking, masturbation (ellie), sexual thoughts, tension, fingering (r receiving), the knee thing, thigh riding, oral (r receiving), nipple play, choking, degradation, praise, cum eating, teasing… 18+ content minors dni!!

REMINDER: english is not my mother language so i apologize if there are some mistakes <3 !¡ either ways, i hope y’all like it. <3

REPOSTS AND COMMENTS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED!<3

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“els, could you please hand me that book?” your sweet voice called out for her, your beautiful eyes begging for her to reach to the top of the bookcase and hand it to you, since you couldn’t reach, even on your tip-toes.

your ass was poking out, your mini little white skirt rolling up your hips as your back arched and your chest rose, nipples hard under your fluffy blouse.

ellie’s body stiffened, and her eyes tried really hard to not trail down your body ‘cause… fuuuck, we’re those lace panties you were wearing? why was that skirt so fucking short, oh god…

“els?” she snapped out of her mind when you called out for her, and you pretended to not know, to not notice the way she was staring at you.

“yeah, sure.” she managed to say, stepping closer, trying not to think too much about how good you smelled. she was almost brushing you as she reached for it, and you moved back just the slightest to lay on her. she took a deep breath and handed it to you.

you smiled, looking up at her with those sweet eyes of yours and plushy lips.

“thanks.” you said, and she had to look and step away, or else she’d sure fuck it all up and kiss you right now.

living with you was easy, or at least it was, before she had developed a crush on you. she couldn’t help it really. ‘cause you were beautiful, and funny, and smart, and gentle and…

shit. she was truly whipped.

she loved spending time with you, and seeing you smile… but also hated the fact that she couldn’t cuddle up with you while on movie night, or kiss the lipgloss off of your lips every time you did your makeup…

sometimes all she wanted was to answer to your flirty texts how she really wanted to, but she knew that you were probably messing up with her since you two were good friends… right?

sometimes… sometimes they really got to her.

you had gone away for the weekend to visit your parents, and you were missing ellie… so why not text her?

els…

hey pretty girl, how’s everything at your parents ?

‘s good, but i miss you

i feel so alone when you’re not around…

ellie couldn’t help but blush, her heart jumping in her chest. she missed you too. so fucking much…

i miss you too

but dw, i’m sure the time will pass soon

but i want you now

her eyes widened, her breath hitched.

you need me?

mmmh, wish you were here

she sighed. she knew you weren’t texting this in a dirty way. you loved having ellie around, and you’d told her so many many times, but her mind couldn’t help but wonder… think about the possibility that you were, think about what you could be wearing. would you be on your pjs? maybe on just a shirt and panties, maybe…

her eyes closed as her hand palmed her cunt over her sweatpants.

she thought about you, about how sweet you sounded late at night when you were tired and begged her to sleep with you, about how you’ll always press yourself against her chest and play with her hair, about how you’d groan when she’d move just to bury your face on her neck, breath hitting her skin…

and before she knew it her hand was down her sweats, and she was so wet…

“fuck.” she groaned. “yeah baby? you need me? need me to fuck you all dumb and pretty for me, hm?” she gasped, her fingers rolled her clit. “i will, shit, i’ll fuck you so good…, will have you dripping all over my sheets…” she moaned loudly when her fingers plunged inside her cunt and started to fuck herself. “fuck, just like that baby, just like that…” her hips pushed against her hand. “so good…” she sighed, biting down on her lip when her fingers curled and hit that deep spot on her gummy walls that had her thighs shaking.

she lost herself to her pleasure, roughly fucking herself while thinking about you, whining and whimpering in need. shit, she knew she shouldn’t be thinking about you this way, but she was gonna cum, and she couldn’t stop.

it wasn’t long before she was cumming all over her fingers, grunting softly and moaning your name. she was breathing heavily once she had came down from it, and her fingers were glistening in cum when she finally pulled them out from her wet pussy.

her response to your message came minutes after.

why don’t i come and visit you?

-

ellie had started to catch some things about you. you seemed to love short skirts, like a lot. you were always wearing them around her. and god if it wasn’t driving her crazy. that, and that you liked to match your underwear to them.

tonight you had gone for black. the tiny mini jean skirt that you were wearing was pleaded, and so short that it was impossible to not show everything. and as always, you’d gone for her favorite: lace. black thin lace that hugged your ass so perfectly it had her uncomfortably shifting on the sofa, underwear getting wet.

fuck, this couldn’t be real. you looked too good, like a mother fucking dream. and she was fucking high.

“so that’s when i told her how bad her flirting was.” you laughed, smoking your own joint.

“how so?” she asked, wanting to hear you talk for ages and ages and ages. there was nothing she loved more than your voice.

“okay. so when you want to flirt with someone, you can do it in two simple ways.” you started, and she got comfortable, shifting to face you on the sofa. “the most subtle one, or the straight one.” she laughed.

“ ‘the subtle one’ ? what’s that?”

“well, for starters. the eyes. you need to like let them fall, just a little bit, look more relaxed, dazed, and blink slow…” you explained. “like this.” you did so, staring at ellie in a way that made her whole body run down in shivers, but she hide it, simply humming.

“yeah? what else?” you tried to hide a smirk, playing dumb. she was getting closer.

“touch.” you muttered, and your hand fell on her thigh, softly, just a simple stroke. ellie almost groaned. “just the slightest, and never enough.” you smiled, never moving up, where she was aching. “ and then… your lips.” you said. “bite them… lick them… if you wanna make it more straight forward do it while staring at the other’s lips.” you showed her, and she almost cursed. ‘cause you were looking at her lips as if you truly wanted to kiss her right now, and her hands were shaking.

she nodded when you looked back at her eyes.

“yeah.” she croaked, nodding. why was it so hot in here? “you’re… good.” she awkwardly said, clearing her throat, and you chuckled as she took a hit of her blunt.

‘you’re good’? seriously? jesus fucking christ.

“oh, i’m definitely good.” you teased her, and she almost choked. you laughed at the way her cheeks flushed and she coughed, green reddish eyes widening. “that’s the more forward option.” you clarified, and winked an eye.

yeah. it’s… definitely forward.

she coughed once again, drinking some water and shifting on her seat.

and you tried to play dumb when half an hour later ellie decided to say good night early, since she was ‘exhausted’, and you surely ignored every and each one of her sighs that came out loud enough to reach your ears on the other side of the wall.

-

ellie considered herself to be a really patient person. she knew how to hold it together. how to keep herself under control. but this…

you were just out of the shower when you got home, covered in just a mere fucking towel that almost didn’t cover you. your whole legs were exposed, your plushy thighs on display… droplets of water were still sticking to your chest, and your cheeks where flushed due to the hot steam. she couldn’t help but stare. stare at the little piece of cloth that hid your core, almost exposing you whole. she shifted awkwardly, trying to look away, but it was hard, every time her eyes finding back your beautiful body. shit. fuck.

your breasts were about to burst out of the towel, and when your eyes found her her heart stopped.

“els! you’re back.” you smiled at her. “how was your day?”

she looked at your eyes, trying really hard to keep them there. “uh…, ehm, good, yeah, what uhh, what about you?” she stuttered, and her cheeks flushed. fuck.

you rose your eyebrows. “everything okay ellie?” you inquired, taking a step closer. she almost took one backwards. “you seem kinda nervous.” you teased her, taking her one step closer.

“what are you doing?” she inquired, her voice low as you lifted your arms up her shoulders and circled her neck. she was boiling, her eyes falling to your chest as you curved your back and pushed it against hers.

“me?” you asked, puppy eyes and a lost gaze. playing pretend. “nothing…” you whispered, leaning in, your gaze on her plushy lips. you gasped and later let out a chocked out laughter when one of her hands snapped up to your neck, holding you still, only mere inches keeping you apart.

“you’re a fucking tease, you know that?” she chuckled, a pissed smirk on her face. “here you got me thinking i’m imagining the way you always seem to wear those tiny clothes around me, or how you talk and look at me… but you really are playing with me, aren’t you?” she muttered, one of her hands gripping your hip. to pull you against her. “did you have fun seeing how much i could take, hm?” her eyes were on your lips too. “did you wanted my attention that bad, baby?” you nodded, body aching. “well, you’ve got it.” she muttered before her lips crashed against yours, a needy moan leaving your mouth as you tugged on her hair and she pushed you against the wall, one of her thighs slotting in between your thighs.

“fuck, ellie…” you cried out when she ground you down on her leg, your clint deliciously rubbing against her jeans and dampening the clothing.

“you’re driving me insane.” she groaned, her skin itching to touch you, her bones aching to have you.

you moaned when the hand that was choking you harshly cupped your tit, the knot of the towel that covered becoming undone and exposing your breasts. her lips latched to your nipple as she pressed you harsher against the wall and the hand on her hip couldn’t help but move south, finding your core. she was needy, so horny that she felt she would die if she stopped touching you, making you let out those beautiful little sounds that you where whimpering.

“shit, and you’re so fucking wet…” you let out a scream when she plunged two fingers inside, instantly hitting your g spot. your back arched when she started to fuck you with them, you being so wet to made them slide easily in and out. “this what you wanted, huh? this is what my pretty girl needed, isn’t it? to be a little rough with her, fuck the little tease out of her, hm?”

“fuck, yes, ellie, yes…” you sobbed, moving against her hand, fucking her fingers deeper into your cunt. “wanted this for so long…” you whimpered in between the pants that left your lungs.

“yeah?” she teased you. “you poor thing. it’s okay baby, gonna make you feel so good…”

next thing you knew? she was on her knees, and you were moaning as her tongue lapped at your juices, lips sucking on your clit. your hand tangled on her hair, pulling for more. she hummed, eating you out with hunger. you were as sweet as she had imagined, and sounded just as beautiful too as she brought you closer and closer to your orgasm.

you were crashing your hips down against her mouth, her nose bumping against her clit over and over again. you were a mess as her fingers started to curve against your g spot, her tongue licking at your leaking hole. she hummed when you tugged on her hair, and you moaned when she pushed you down harder with her hand, eating you out like a starved woman. “fuck ellie, gonna cum…” you whimpered, so close to falling over the edge it was embarrassing.

“you gonna cum on my face, baby?” you nodded and she smirked. “that’s it, cum for me baby, atta girl.” and you did, ellie fucking you through it with her fingers as her lips sucked on your swollen and over sensitive clit, you were moaning her name over and over again as she licked everything you gave her, extending your orgasm and keeping you up when your legs wobbled. “you did so good for me… such a good girl…” you moaned at her praise, and tugged from her hair for more when she was back on her feet and kissing you, letting you taste yourself on her lips. “gonna keep being a good girl and help me make me feel good?” she inquired, and you nodded. “that’s my girl.” she smiled, and before you knew it, she was tugging from your hand towards her bedroom.

♡

a/n; enough smut or do we want more? 🤭

ellie williams masterlist! <3

xxx

[imelliesgf]

police officer! ellie x reader???

police officer ellie

contents: breeding kink, slapping, degradation, police officer kink (?), strap being called cock, public sex, mentions of getting caught, mentions of being recorded.

Officer Ellie was on routine patrol near the club where you told her you were going out with friends to celebrate Dina's birthday.

This wasn't her usual route, but she couldn't resist; she needed to make sure you were okay.

Officer Ellie who the moment she saw you leaving the club, with your tiny skirt, hair messy from dancing, and face flushed from alcohol, couldn't help but honk at you, whistling and looking you up and down.

You didn't see it was Ellie, as the window was only half-open, and the colorful streetlights didn't help at all. You gave her the middle finger and yelled a loud, clear "fuck off."

Dina and your friends grabbed your hands and rolled their eyes at the patrol car before giving it the middle finger too and turning to leave.

Officer Ellie couldn't contain her laughter; she giggled inside the patrol car before rolling down the window completely and whistling again to get your attention.

You turned around angrily, yelling, “I already told you to fuck off—” You stopped mid-sentence when you saw your girlfriend’s smile even in the poor lighting.

A small “oh” escaped your lips with a smile.

Officer Ellie took her time opening the patrol car door and getting out. She slammed the door before walking over to you.

Ellie stopped in front of you and said, “I’m afraid this is contempt of court, and I’m sorry to say, pretty lady, but this is a crime.”

Her smirk was so wide it made your panties wet. Ellie winked at you before turning you around, grabbing your wrists, and handcuffing you.

Officer Ellie laughed along with your friends when you looked at her in disbelief.

Dina looked at you with a wide grin before saying, “Looks like someone will get the bratty attitude fuck off them tonight.”

She laughed loudly with your friends when she looked at your shocked face. And then, you cursed her.

“Oh honey, I’m afraid this will be considered slander. Another crime for your list. We’re foul-mouthed tonight, aren’t we?”

Your friends couldn’t help but keep staring and laughing while Ellie guided you to the police car, throwing you into the back seat before closing the door and turning back to your friends,

“Goodnight ladies, enjoy the rest of your night consciously.”

Officer Ellie drove to an empty alley and pulled you out of the car, using the handcuffs to guide you to the front, bending you over the car hood.

“Ellie, I'm sorry baby, I didn't see it was you” you say, joining in on her act.

She pushes you against the car, crouch pressing against your ass – and you can already feel her strap – and one hand holding you by the cuffs while the other one grabs your chin harshly and turns it to face her.

“That's too bad honey, and too late.” Ellie lifts your mini skirt to be met with your wetness past your panties, dripping down your thighs. she lets out a loud laugh

“Looks like someone's into cuffs and all this police act. Is this a new kink babe? It's actually comical.”

Your face heats up, but you can't lie, you love when she talks to you like that. Your pulsing hole proves it.

You can feel the strap still inside her uniform pants pressing against your core, you're wetting all of her uniform.

Ellie lands a slap on your ass without warning smack! then another and another.

When she's finished, your skin burns as if it was on fire. “Ellie please…” you drag out the words. Your girlfriend tsked behind you.

“Uh-uh, that's not how you're supposed to call me tonight” she lands another slap on your ass.

“Officer, please. I'll be good, I promise” your voice is high pitched as if you were about to cry.

You actually are about to cry if she doesn't fuck you already.

You can hear the shuffles behind you when ellie starts pulling her uniform pants down. You look over your shoulder to see her taking the gun out of the holster and putting it on the ground, between her feet so if someone appears, they wouldn't be able to get to it.

Your cheek is pressed against the cold surface of the car hood, but all the uncomfortable feeling goes away the moment she starts slapping your pussy with the head of the strap.

You can't help but drag out a long moan, whispering her name in that tone that you know she can't resist.

“You really want it, don't you?” she keeps on playing with your pussy, never entering where you need her the most.

“I really do, officer Ellie. Please, fill me up.”

That was all it took for Ellie to push the strap inside you all at once, mercilessly. The stretch burned in the best way possible, your pussy adjusting to it and letting wet sounds out.

“Imagine if someone shows up, hm? Seeing a pretty slut being fucked by a office, in public. What would they think of you? A slut fucking her way out of trouble.” she said bending over you, using your hair to press your cheek against the car harder.

Ellie bites your neck, leaving a tooth mark on your soft skin. It almost drew blood.

“Ahh- Ellie… officer please! Please harder, faster!” you almost screamed in pleasure when Ellie started pounding into you so hard you saw stars.

Your moans started to be louder, if someone walked close, they would hear your whines for more.

“Imagine someone walking on us and recording it all, babe. Posting it on porn platform. You'd be a porn star, hm?” your started drooling on the car, it was embarrassing, really. But you don't mind, the pleasure was too much for you to care about the mess your making.

The strap hits all the sweet parts of your drooling pussy. The wet sounds were so loud, too nasty.

You feel the knot in your stomach tightening. You know you're close, and Ellie knows that too. She can feel your pussy tightening around her cock.

“Officer Ellie, I'm so so close.”

“i know babe, I know.” Ellie was so fast, your body started to move harshly against the car, your cheek burning from the pressure and harshness. The squelch sounds were so good, you couldn't take it.

Your pussy tightening to its maximum, juices spilling everywhere. The white cream dripping into your thighs.

“That's it baby, cum for me. Gonna put a fucking babe inside you.”

Oh god.

Your body trembled so hard it looked like you were having a seizure. The waves passed through you in the sweetest way.

Ellie took the strap out of your dripping hole and put her digits inside, trapping your cum inside your poor pussy.

“Gonna let it inside, have to make sure you get pregnant”

hope you guys like it, booo 🙇‍♀️

the art credits are in the image

[liberalsarecool]

What are the odds?

[amb3rsprice]

mommy🥺

#abbyanderson

[lxnarphase]

pervy!sukuna truthers, where are you

[lxnarphase]

pervy!sukuna who tells you to come to the bedroom before you go out to that party, pulling up your dress to bunch around your hips and tugging your panties down just enough that he can see your cunt

he's got his shorts tugged down, hand stroking his cock as he casually asks where the party is, whos going to be there, and what time he's coming to pick you up, grunting when he feels himself getting closer

once you answer, he gives you an affirming hum before cumming all over your pussy and in your panties. it wasn't an orgasm to feel good, no, he did it just to mark you. he's playing around with his cum, rubbing it all over your folds and even pushing some of it inside of you.

with a satisfied smirk, he pulls your cum-filled panties back up, his fingers pressing against it to makesure they stick to you, already feeling how soaked your underwear is with his seed. "keep it wet and sticky for me, yeah? if it drips down, take a pic for me."

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

People will be so mean to teenagers do you literally not remember what it was like to be sixteen. Every time I talk to a teenager I feel I should hold their hands and tell them I think they're one of the bravest people on the planet just for choosing to endure but I don't because I don't want to be creepy.

[furiroad]

lowkey my fave part of the confrontation is when Ellie drops this tasty little nugget of info and Abby looks back at her like ???? what the fuck? does that have to do?? with anything????? WHO ARE YOU

and then she completely ignores it and doesn't address it at all

[morcez]

pervy bf headcannons (potential characters at the end).

Content: Yandere, suggestive, smut... I'm just a pervert...

not proofread

perv!bf, who tucks a zyn in his gums without you knowing, before every kiss. Allowing the nicotine to rush into your mouth, giving you a sudden euphoric feeling. You think it’s a feeling of love giving you so much serotonin, in reality, it’s an artificial nicotine patch. When he’s mad at you, he deprives you of all kisses, making you go through withdrawal. You start getting nauseous and anxious, and you assume it's because he's mad at you that makes you feel sick. He looks at your disheveled state in awe. “Aww, baby, you’re sorry?” He coo’s “I’ll kiss it all better if you promise not to do it again.” Ooouu he knows you aren't leaving him anytime soon. 

perv!bf, who leaves dark hickeys all over your chest so you can’t wear clothes that expose cleavage. He often leaves the hickey in the pattern of his initials, making sure everyone knows your his. He looks up at you with innocent puppy eyes when you grab him by his hair away from your chest. You're scolding him with your eyes. “Sorry, pretty. I got carried away.” 

Perv!bf who cum’s in your skincare without you knowing. He loves knowing that whenever another man dares to complement your face, there's a piece of him there. You’re so pretty, oblivious that the nastiest part of your boyfriend is all over your face. On the bright side… your skin is glowing… great vitamin C. 

Perv!bf who sucks on candies before wrapping them back in the wrapper perfectly, as if they haven't been touched. He has the nastiest grin on his face when he see’s you suckle on the candy coated in his saliva.

Perv!bf who cums hard whenever you call him a freak. “You’re such a fucking freak... Of course I ended up with a weirdo for a boyfriend” you yell at him in frustration. Suddenly, he’s getting shaky, and his breath is heavier with light whimpers. You look down to see a dark stain forming on his pants. “Mmm- Baby- keep going, please. I’m- mmm- listening.” 

Perv!bf who takes disgusting photos on your phone. You could be scrolling through your photos innocently, god forbid showing someone, and boom! His cock is front and center! If he’s feeling freaky enough, he’ll set the picture as your home screen.  

Perv!bf who takes pictures under your skirt in public. He keeps the shutter sound on so you and everyone else around knows. 

Perv!bf who steals your underwear, sulking when you demand them back. Stealing them straight from the hamper, he prefers them when they are dirty. He even wears them under his clothes sometimes. Don’t worry, he’ll give you more than enough money to replace the ones he stole. 

Perv!bf who isn’t allowed to be in charge of meals for you anymore. He’d only cook things like hotdogs and sausages. Shoving a banana in your mouth with a menacing grin painted on his face. “You need more potassium, baby.” He makes you guzzle down milk fast, chuckling when the white liquid drips from the corner of your lips. “Good girl, drink up. Make sure those bones are big and strong for me.”

Perv!bf who prints out and tapes a photo of you to a pillow whenever you’re away. He cuddles it, kisses it, and talks to it every night as if its really you. He humps it while listening to your voice on call. “Y-yes baby I’m listening- fuck- Just keep talking to me, princess.” 

Perv!Bf who knows you’ll never leave him because you're just as much of a pervert. He notices the way your thighs clench whenever he does something disgusting. He knows that you noticed the off, yet familiar scent in your skincare products, and you still continue to use it. He knows you leave certain panties on the very top of the hamper. He knows you stopped wearing shorts under your skirts right after you heard the shutter of his phone camera. You match his freak <3

Potential characters: Ryusei Shidou (blue lock) , Choso Kamo (JJK), Armin Arlert (Attack on Titan)

AN: I'm thinking about how i would only post teeth rotting fluff... god what happened to me

dividers: petalpxl

[wxxpingangxls]

LINKS PT 2. 🥹🩷

seriously, he couldn’t wait until you get home? - Armin, Gojo, Choso, Starkk, Reiner

he’s so messy, spitting all over you just to suck it all up again - Toji, Geto, Ony, Grimmjow

one thing about him, he’ll always show you why you should behave - Toji, Gojo, Shohei, Eren, Jugram

you told the man that he’d never be able to handle you - Armin, Nanami, Ichigo, Starkk, Ulquiorra

something about the size difference gets the both of you off (pervs…) - Toji, Kenpachi, Ony, Shunsui, Grimmjow

he loves pounding into your cunt because he knows you can take it - Toji, Eren, Jean, Geto, Nanami

uh oh, he caught you playing with yourself again… - Nanami, Toji, Armin, Madarame, Ichigo, Jugram

he loves watching you in reverse cowgirl for this exact reason - Kenpachi, Toji, Nanami, Ony, Eren, Shunsui, Shuhei

watching you get off in his thigh while he holds you down makes his mouth water - Nanami, Toji, Geto, Kenpachi, Shunsui, Ukitake, Jugram, Ulquiorra

he’d love nothing more than to be smothered by your pussy - Kenpachi, Gojo, Armin, Reiner

[bluukive-deactivated20260523]

♱ 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 No Nut November.ᐟ

November 1st.

The digital clock blinking at Satoru's side read 1:32 a.m. No Nut November was already a joke.

A cluster of white hair, dampened by sweat, was plastered to his forehead. Satoru couldn't find it in him to strip completely, having chosen to shove his nightshirt up with quivering abs glistening with a sheen of precum. The man did not care how debauched he looked— fully aware that anyone could walk into his bedroom and see the crumpled tissues clogged with dried cum scattering the carpet.

Fwop fwop fwop!

In one hand, Satoru held his phone. His grip was loose, shaky as the other hand continued to move up and down, up and back down. The clear silicone of his toy stretched obscenely around the length of his cock. It was filthy, the way thick white cum and flavoured lube oozed from the gaping hole. It dripped in syrupy strands, snapping and melding back together whenever Satoru fucked his hips back up in time with the schlick-schlick noises coming out of his wired earphones.

How long had it been again? Almost two hours, but time had become a blur to the self-proclaimed gooner, who had no interest in participating in stupid internet trends. A month without coming? Where was the fun in that, he scoffed.

The fun lay in the way Satoru's balls ached, tightening as his jaw sagged open. His volume was on max, as always, sending a stream of diabolical noises straight to his cock. His tip was swollen, profusely spurting out globs of cum until it dribbled pathetically over the man's fist.

Creampies, gaping holes, throats bulging with the indents of girthy cocks— that's what Satoru liked. With his trusty toy around him, he could get off and pretend he was the lucky man of the night. Satoru thrusted again, thighs flexing as the inner ridges of the silicone gripped him like a real pussy. With each plunge, the toy let out a loud squelch. The base of it slapped wetly against his pubic bone, foaming until it coated his balls.

"Haahh, fuck— that's the stuff," Satoru hissed. pulling out of the toy slowly with a goopy pop. The video continued playing, and then he slammed back in. The inner walls massaged his cock, rippling as he began leaking dewy droplets of precum once more. His thumb swiped across the screen to a new video.

Satoru's hips stuttered momentarily, feet planting firmly on the bed as he spread his legs wider. With his eyes locked onto the screen and breath ragged, he fucked back up into the toy and chased a new rhythm— faster, sloppier. Drool dribbled out from the corner of his lips, a broken whine leaving him— high and pathetic— as the sound of double penetration filled his ears. He could see two holes very clearly, winking back at him. Teasing him. "Fuckfuckfuck, it should be me."

The silicon kept gurgling, bubbling out lube and cum as it splattered all over his thighs, his stomach, his sheets— all whilst he tried to stave off another impending orgasm. Each wanton moan coming from his phone drove him deeper into his lust-filled haze. Surely, he could cum now?

“N-no, not yet—” Satoru rasped, but his body had other plans. His hips kept moving— all by themselves, he'd later claim— into the toy recklessly. His phone fell out of his hand, falling onto the mattress with a soft whump.

The time read 2:00 a.m., and Satoru came again.

The orgasm bordered on being violent, his body seizing as thick ropes of cum finally left his cock for the nth time that hour alone. It shot out from the top opening of the toy, hitting the bottom of his chin with a wet splat. Hell, it even managed to hit him square on the lips. 'Course he licked it up.

It painted his torso in creamy streaks, pooling in the dip of his belly button— all whilst Satoru prolonged his climax with convulsing hips that kept going on and on with their incessant thrusts. He kept going, all the way until he grimaced from the overstimulation, mewling like a bitch in heat. The short porn snipped looped whilst he continued to milk his cock dry, the sound of his panting mixing with the pitched squeals of his phone.

There'd never be a maybe next year in Satoru's eyes, he thought as he tried to calm down from his orgasm, eyes glossy and face flushed— spoken like a true gooner.

happy NNN !! Trust me, I'll win . . .

[shiutojiangel-deactivated202602]

police officer toji and naive reader :(

she’s just too innocent for this world. she thinks she’s getting arrested for being at a frat party where there’s tons of drugs even if she didn’t consume nothing at all. she just doesn’t know that officer toji just wants to have a little bit fun with her.

he says he won’t arrest you, but only if you listen carefully to him, and of course you do because you don’t want your parents to think you’re a bad daughter.

he makes you go into the back of his car where he lifts your short dress and starts fingering you while you beg him to stop. his fingers are just too big and you’re still a virgin :(

you plead and plead for him to at least slower down, sobbing into his uniform that you’ve never been touched like this while he just gets harder thinking about popping your cherry. but he won’t. at least not tonight. he knows you’re too dumb and easy and he will take advantage of that to corner you any other day and have your thight virgin pussy suffocate his cock, but for now he will just use his fingers as you’re babbling nonsense when you start feeling your orgasm close.

his thumb starts rubbing your poor clit as he whispers into your ear to cum for him. and you do. of course you do. as much as you might pretend to hate it you can’t deny the fact that you’re loving it. he’s just too hot and too big and he’s just being so mean to you that you can’t stop squirming as you finally cum into his big fingers.

before you leave the car he makes sure to tell you that next time he sees you around at one of those parties he won’t be as nice as he was this night. and maybe. just maybe. you hope to see him again.

[rawkuna]

୨୧ telling toji he'd be a good dad to making him one <3

you hadn’t even said it like it was a big thing. it came out casual, almost lazy, while you were leaning against the counter watching him wrestle your nephew into submission, one arm locking the kid against his side while the other stole the toy truck back out of his hands. the kid was laughing so hard he could barely breathe. toji looked… natural doing it. like nothing in the world could knock him off balance.

“you’d be a good dad,” you said.

you didn’t see his face change then. but you felt it later.

because later, when he finally got you alone, there was nothing harmless about the way he bent you over the dining table in your apartment, palms flattening you down until your chest met the wood and your ass tipped up for him without resistance. the sound of his belt unbuckling was sharp. impatient. you barely had time to inhale before he pushed inside you in one long, punishing thrust that knocked the breath straight out of your lungs.

“good dad,” he muttered behind you, voice low and dark, already fucking into you like he was working something out of his system. “that what you see when you look at me?”

your cunt was already soaked, obscene sounds filling the room as he dragged out and slammed back in, thick and relentless, his cock hitting deep enough to make your fingers slip on the table’s edge. your legs shook. your head dropped forward.

“toji—”

his hands locked around your hips, grip brutal, thumbs digging in like he wanted to leave marks. he leaned over you, chest heavy against your back, breath hot at your ear. “answer me,” he said. not loud. not asking.

“y—yes,” you gasped. “i think you would.”

that was the moment he lost whatever restraint he’d been pretending to have. his thrusts turned ruthless. shorter. harder. like he was trying to fuck the thought into you, like every snap of his hips was punctuation. he reached up, fist tangling in your hair, yanking your head back until your spine arched and your mouth fell open.

“you say shit like that,” he growled, “and expect me not to fuck you full?”

your body betrayed you instantly. your cunt clenched tight around him, greedy and desperate, like it wanted exactly that. toji let out a short, breathless laugh.

“fuckin’ knew it,” he muttered. “sweet thing like you… all soft until i put my hands on you.” he slid one hand down your stomach, palm pressing hard just above where he was splitting you open, feeling himself inside you. the pressure made your vision blur. “you want me takin’ care of you?” he said. “keepin’ you like this? full and mine?”

your answer came out broken, strangled, your body shaking as pleasure built too fast, too hard. he felt it—the way you tightened, fluttering uncontrollably around his cock.

“shit,” he hissed. “don’t squeeze me like that—”

you came with a cry, body locking up, cunt spasming around him so hard it dragged a groan from his throat. he followed immediately, hips slamming forward one last time before he stayed buried deep, cock pulsing inside you as he spilled, hot and heavy, no warning, no pullout.

he stayed there while it happened. all of it. his breath ragged, body pressed into yours, cum leaking out anyway despite how deep he was. he noticed the mess dripping down your thighs and clicked his tongue. “wastin’ it already,” he muttered.

he pulled back just enough to shove two fingers inside you, pushing it back in with no patience, no gentleness, making you whimper from how sensitive you were.

“nah,” he said. “keep it.”

your legs nearly gave out. he caught you easily, hauling you upright against his chest, cock still thick inside you, hand spreading possessively over your stomach.

“you’d be a fuckin’ perfect mom,” he said, voice quieter now. “and if that makes me a good dad?” his hips rolled once more, making you gasp. “then i guess i’ll live up to it.”

this is me attempting to learn how to write smut again

[rawkuna]

୨୧ pantyfucking w frat!sukuna ⋮ inspired by this twt visual

you told him you weren’t ready. not for that. not yet. and he didn’t argue. didn’t roll his eyes or crack a joke or try to talk you out of it like you half expected. he just nodded once. so unlike the loudmouthed frat boy everyone else thinks he is—and said, “then we won’t.”

but now?

now he’s got you pinned to his mattress, one big hand cradling the back of your head while the other grips your thigh, spreading you open beneath him like you’re already his. you’re still wearing your panties, but he’s pulled them to the side, just enough to slot his cock inside them—thick and heavy, flushed hot against your soaked slit, not in, but there—and sliding them back over you, binding you both to skin to skin contact.

you’re trembling. his chest presses to yours, bare and burning, his breath ragged against your ear as he ruts against you slow, dragging the full length of his cock along your pussy like he’s trying to memorize the shape of you through the friction. you feel everything—every twitch, every pulse, every stuttering breath he swallows when your slick catches on the swollen head of his cock.

“fuck,” he grits out, voice low and hoarse. “you’re so wet… i’m not even inside you and it feels like i am.”

your legs squeeze around his waist instinctively, trying to pull him closer. the head of his cock bumps your clit just right and you whimper, eyes fluttering shut.

he growls. buries his face in your neck. “you said no sex,” he murmurs, hips rolling down harder, dragging a moan out of you. “but you didn’t say we couldn’t fuck like this.”

your fingers clutch at his shoulders, nails digging in. it’s so much. the heat, the rhythm, the raw friction of his cock gliding up and down your slit with just your ruined panties keeping him from slipping inside. every stroke rubs your clit, slides along your folds, gets him messier and slicker as he keeps going, voice getting breathier.

“you’re drivin’ me fucking crazy,” he mutters against your skin. “you feel that? that’s me—grinding against this pretty pussy like a fuckin’ animal. you like that, sweetheart?”

you nod. breathless. desperate. your thighs are shaking and he hasn’t even been inside you. and he feels it—the way your pussy clenches around nothing. the way your body arches under his. he slips a hand between you, presses two fingers right above where his cock is dragging across your slit, pinning the fabric tighter to your clit.

you gasp. twitch. nearly cum on the spot.

“there it is,” he whispers, lips brushing your cheek. “that’s it, baby. rub that little pussy on my cock. get yourself off. show me how fuckin’ filthy you can be without me even fuckin’ you.”

you break first. you cum with a soft, choked cry, thighs trembling around his hips, your hands clawing at his back as your slick floods his cock, soaking the ruined cotton between you.

he doesn’t last long after that. his hips stutter, grinding deeper against your cunt until he’s groaning into your neck, cock throbbing as he cums in your panties, hot and thick and so disgustingly messy. it leaks onto your thigh, through your panties, between your folds, and he doesn’t move—not right away.

he just stays there. pressed to you. chest heaving. one hand on your cheek, thumb stroking softly, reverent like he didn’t just dryhump the soul out of you.

your face is hot. your legs are still around his waist. neither of you have moved. he’s breathing hard above you, arm shaky where it holds him up, pink creeping down his chest. he huffs a laugh under his breath. “sorry about your… uh,” he glances down pointedly, mouth twitching, “casualties.”

“we’ll get you new ones tomorrow,” he adds, like it’s obvious. like it’s already decided.

“…better ones.”

[les4elliewilliams]

bound by love // ex-girlfriend!ellie

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daily click・palestine masterpost・do not buy any game from naughty dog, neil druckmann is a zionist.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

wc/warnings: 5.6k ; strap-on sex (r!receiving), tribbing, oral (r!receiving), cheating, use of names like whore, slut, baby etc. and toxic relationship. do NOT read if you're sensitive about this kind of stuff!! do not romanticize toxic relationships and run far away from toxic people.

a/n: also first time writing smut so please be kind😭. not proofread so i'm sorry if you find any mistakes

pairing: toxic!ellie, ex-girlfriend!ellie also stalker!ellie???(just ellie stalking your social media and location) and jealous!ellie ig.

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I know that you're shitty and you're bad for me

But I can't stop thinking 'bout it

✩ You used to console yourself by saying that the problem was not you but her. You believed that she was the one who caused all the issues in the relationship. However, as time passed, you started to realize that the situation was more complex than you initially thought. You began to question your own actions and words and wondered if you could have done things differently. You tried to stay positive by reminding yourself that sometimes things don't work out, and it's okay to move on. But you couldn't move on.

✩ Despite all your efforts to move on and forget about her, you always found yourself drawn back to her for some weird reason. You tried everything you could think of to let her go — you blocked her on every platform you could, hoping it would help you move on, but it never seemed to work. No matter how hard you tried to forget her, you always ended up unblocking her, usually within an hour of blocking her. It was as if you were powerless to resist the pull she had on you, no matter how much you wanted to be free of her.

✩ You were the one who broke up with her, claiming she was too toxic for you. However, you cannot deny that you also had your fair share of faults. Both of you were aware of the toxicity in your relationship, but still, it lasted for three whole years. You often wonder how you were able to tolerate her for so long. She always seemed to go out of her way to provoke you and get a reaction out of you. She would intentionally make you jealous, making nasty comments about other women's bodies to make you insecure and maybe even cry. She loved it when you got possessive and jealous; that was the only way she felt cared for and loved. She constantly needed reassurance, and her overthinking would stop only when you got possessive of her or extremely jealous; it didn't make sense, and she knew it wasn't normal, yet she couldn't help herself. But it wasn't only that. She was also extremely manipulative and a liar. It was a never-ending cycle of negativity, and both of you were caught up in it.

✩ If she was a toxic girlfriend, imagine how toxic she was once you two were broken up. When you broke up with her, you thought you were better off as friends, but soon enough, you started to realize how wrong you were.

✩ Even though she treated you poorly throughout your relationship, you always returned to her. Your love for her was strong, and it seemed as though returning to her was the only thing that felt right. Even though she was responsible for causing you a significant amount of emotional pain, she still felt like home to you — like the person who you could always run to whenever you needed it. She always knew the right thing to say to calm you down, cheer you up, and sometimes even make you cry. That was the thing about Ellie that confused you the most; She could be either the best person ever or the worst.

✩ When something big goes down in your life, she's the one you call up first. It doesn't matter if it's something totally dumb or something that seriously ticks you off, she's the one you rely on for comfort and support, and she's always there to baby you.

"S'okay baby— mhm, you got this," whispering sweet nothings into your ear as you rambled about your day "Want me to beat them up for you? You know I would," and she wasn't kidding, sending whoever made you mad to the ER without you even knowing it. You have always been someone who disliked violence. In fact, you were never the kind of person who would resort to violence, no matter how heated a situation may have been. You've always been the rational one between the two of you, thinking things through before acting. On the other hand, she was more impulsive, acting without much thought or consideration for the consequences of her actions. Anyway, you would find out what Ellie did to your coworker when he showed up with a cast around his arm, threatening to take legal action against her. You always found yourself in the middle of the conflict, pleading with your coworker not to sue Ellie and trying to smooth things over.

✩ Lots of

"you're the hottest girl i've ever dated" "i would take you back in a heartbeat" "i still have a soft spot for you" "best pussy i've ever had"

✩ She'd randomly show up at your place in the middle of the night, pounding on your door, little did you know she'd be pounding into you the second you let her in

"nfuckk— my pussy…s'all mine" Murmuring nonsense into the crook of your neck as she fucked your tight little hole with the new strap she desperately wanted to show you (which became your favorite for obvious reasons). "think anyone else can make you feel like this, hm?" and she wouldn't let you cum if you didn't reply, she wanted to hear you say that you belonged to her and her only.

✩ She constantly checked your social media accounts like a fucking maniac, fearing that you may have moved on or started spending time with other girls. This behavior was not healthy, and she was aware of it. Despite that, she couldn't help herself and even had access to your location, which she used to stalk you whenever you didn't respond to her messages or calls quickly enough. On two separate occasions, she unexpectedly showed up while you were on dates with other girls. At first, you brushed it off as a coincidence, but after the second time, you realized that she still had your location and that her sudden appearance was not coincidental at all. Therefore, you turned off the location sharing. and in no time she was blowing up your phone with texts

"why the fuck would you turn it off?" "moving on already?" "where the fuck do you even think you're going?" "try all you want, but you know who you belong to"

✩ It became increasingly clear that you and her were not meant to be friends. You still belonged to her in her mind — and perhaps it wasn't just in her mind. Deep down, you knew that she was right even though you were no longer together.

✩ Although you had repeatedly told Ellie that you wouldn't get back together, she remained convinced that you would eventually return. Instead of giving up, she actively pursued ways to reconnect with you. She would often surprise you by showing up at your apartment with a bouquet of your favorite flowers or things she knew you would like.

"Ellie, what're you doin' here?" you asked as you saw your ex-girlfriend holding a lovely bouquet of flowers in her hand. You were taken aback as you looked at the bouquet  — it was a Hello Kitty bouquet. You had mentioned this type of bouquet to Ellie before you broke up, and you were surprised that she even listened to you when you kept rambling about how cute it was. You had seen it on Pinterest before and never thought she would remember. Her green eyes met yours, and she scratched the back of her neck before flashing a warm smile your way. She knew you'd love it.  "Hi, angel," she said. She handed you the bouquet and planted a soft kiss on your cheek. Her free hand quickly found its way to your waist. She leaned back enough to gauge your reaction and asked with a cocky smile, "What d'you think?" The sudden appearance of Ellie took you aback, but you couldn't help but admire the bouquet in your hands. The Hello Kitty plushie and the colorful flowers were so cute. You didn't expect her to remember your love for this particular bouquet, but you were grateful that she did. "May I come in?" Her tone was confident, and her eyes shone with a mischievous glint. You couldn't help but wonder what she was up to, but you stepped aside to let her in nonetheless.

✩ She would listen intently to everything you said during your relationship and make mental notes of all the things you wanted or needed. However, she never acted on them until you broke up with her. Suddenly, she would start getting you those things, being the girlfriend you always wanted her to be, trying to convince you to give her another chance. But you weren't stupid; you knew that as soon as you let her back into your life, she would go back to her usual self, and her toxic behavior would come out once again.

✩ She showered you with compliments, gifts, and attention, making you feel like you were the only person in the world that mattered to her. When she realized that her love bombing wasn't working on you, she changed her tactics. She began dating a girl she had always insisted was "just a friend," even though you had always felt insecure about her because you thought she was prettier than you. But Ellie was using this girl only to get to you. She wanted to make you jealous and make you feel like you were missing out on something she could provide. She hoped you would come back to her, begging for another chance. You were devastated and couldn't help but compare yourself to this other girl, wondering what Ellie saw in Dina that she didn't see in you. But as time passed, you began to realize that Ellie was playing games. She didn't care about this girl, or about anyone else for that matter. To her, you were the one that got away, the one that she couldn't have. And so she used this other girl as a pawn in her game, hoping to win you back. But you didn't fall for it.

✩ She just went ahead and started posting pictures with her new girlfriend on Instagram to make sure you saw them and felt like shit. And, well, it worked like a charm. Even though you knew she was doing it on purpose to upset you, it still hurt like hell because she never posted pictures of the two of you together on social media, claiming she preferred to keep things private but as soon as she started dating her new girlfriend, she suddenly started posting about her non-stop, which made you feel even more hurt and insecure.

✩ You realized that cutting ties with Ellie and blocking her from all platforms would have been the wise thing to do. but let's be honest, getting revenge felt much more satisfying than being wise sometimes. You wanted to show her that you were not someone to be toyed with cause that's what you felt like: a toy. You started seeing a girl you had recently met, but you made sure not to make it too obvious. You didn't want Ellie to think you were only doing it to get back at her. Of course not, it had to look natural. You wanted to show her that you had moved on with your life and that you were over her. Even though it was quite the opposite, you weren't over her.

✩ When you began sharing pictures of your new girlfriend, she dropped her fake composed demeanor and started bombarding your phone with messages. You finally had her exactly where you wanted her.

2:33 am "who the fuck is that girl in your story?" 2:34 am "hello?" 2:36 am "answer your goddamn phone" 2:37 am "Why do you even care, Ellie? you're in a relationship." 2:39 am "what the actual fuck" 2:42 am "tell me" 2:46 am "who is she" 2:53 am "My girlfriend."

✩ After that, she vanished from social media and every other platform for nearly a week, leaving you on read. You had mixed emotions about it. On one hand, you felt a sense of pride for getting back at her. It was working because she seemed jealous. On the other hand, there was a part of you that couldn't help but miss her. You longed for her presence and wished she would come back. Her presence wasn't the only thing you longed for; you missed her hands all over your body, touching you just in the right places. She knew you like the back of her hand. She knew exactly how to make you arch your back and make you scream her name.

✩ You couldn't cum. It had been weeks, maybe a month, and your little friend down there was starting to ache. You were horny, so fucking horny, but you couldn't cum. All you could think of was your fucking ex-girlfriend almost as if your pussy had a mind of her own. Not even your favorite toys were helping. it felt good, but you felt like something was missing. You reached out to the nightstand and grabbed your phone, unlocking the screen with a swift gesture and opened the messaging app. It was wrong, so wrong and you knew you would regret it the next day, but you needed her. Your fingers moved effortlessly across the virtual keyboard as you typed a message to her.

 1:15 am "Els, I know it's wrong but"  1:15 am "I'm horny"  1:16 am "I need you, please"

You let out a deep sigh of frustration as ten long minutes ticked by, convinced she wouldn't text you back. The last conversation you had hadn't gone well, and you were starting to think it was all over between the two of you, for real this time. Just as you were about to give up and put your phone back on the nightstand, you heard a familiar chime. Your heart leaped into your throat as you saw that it was her.

1:27 am "lol your little gf can't make you feel good like i do?" 1:29 am "omw"

In just 10 minutes, she was back in your apartment, in your arms, and inside you. It was almost like nothing happened like she hadn't just made you cry for a whole month for getting with the girl who made you deeply insecure. All her 8 inches buried deep into your soaked hole, stretching it out and making it hurt, but it felt good. "Is this what you wanted, hm?" she kept mumbling random things into the crook of your neck, not that you were listening to anything she was saying; she was fucking you dumb, and you couldn't seem to focus on anything else but her thick strap pounding into you relentlessly, hitting your cervix just right. You were a mess, literally. "Ellie...nngfuck.. slow down" you breathed out between incoherent moans, panting like a fucking dog in heat "Take it, slut. Show me how much you missed me." She hissed, thrusting hard into you, all your juices spilling out of your pussy, making a mess on your pink sheets. All she wanted to do was destroy you, mark you as hers.

"C-can't," you whined as pornographic moans left your throat. She groaned deep in her throat, savoring the sounds of pleasure falling from your lips, almost as if her life depended on them. She missed this so much. She missed you so much. She increased the pace, pushing deeper into you each time. Her hands moved to your hips, gripping them tightly as she continued to thrust her hips against yours, her thrusts becoming faster and harder, your breath coming out in heavy gasps. "So fucking tight, baby," she panted, her voice hoarse with need "You belong to me, don't you?" She bit down on your neck, her teeth grazing lightly against your delicate skin, leaving behind a mark as evidence of her claim over you; you whimpered at the sensation. You were hers, no one else's. She wanted to mark you all over, hoping your girlfriend would see the hickeys on your breasts and neck the next day.

All you could do was nod frantically, "m'yours, all yours" you babbled out, painfully arching your back. So fucking incoherent. Especially after promising yourself that you would never let her lay a finger on you ever again. But you were desperate, you needed to cum, and you needed her right now. "That's my girl, only I can fuck you like this, yeah?" Her hands roamed all over your body, pinching your nipples and rubbing your throbbing nub harshly. She wanted to hear you beg for her and admit how much you needed her. She needed you to need her.

"Tell me how much you missed my cock." She demanded, slamming into you again and again. Your high-pitched moans filled the room, each one driving her wilder. She could feel her own climax building as her clit bumped against the back of her strap with each thrust; the sound of your pleas combined with the tightness of your pussy around her strap-on were enough to push her closer and closer to the edge. You felt that familiar sensation build in your stomach; you were close. "Soo much, ahhh!...missed it, yeah.." you couldn't even put together a proper sentence. Her grip on your hips tightened, tugging slightly as she continued to thrust into you, hitting the spot that had you rolling your eyes into the back of your skull, over and over until you couldn't hold back anymore.

"That's it, whore. Cum for me. You don't belong to anyone else," she snarled, her voice laced with possession. She knew just what to do or say to push you over the edge, and it worked every single time; that's why you ran to her whenever you needed a good fuck. She could feel your body tensing up and your pretty pussy clenching around her strap-on. You came simultaneously, your combined moans filling your cozy bedroom, her well-defined abdominal muscles glistening with a thin layer of sweat. She rolled you over, so now you were on top of her, riding out your orgasm on her silicone cock as she ground her clit against the back of her strap.  "Oooh fuuuck!" you cried out as pretty moans left your mouth. She took in the sight of you on top of her, her strap still buried deep inside you, riding her cock; your tits bounced as you did so, a sight that she loved. No one did it like you. No one was remotely as good as you. She took a glimpse of your cum sliding down the strap, you were so fucking wet, and nasty wet sounds filled the room, but she loved it. "Fuck, baby," she groaned, clenching her teeth tightly together, causing her jaw muscles to bulge prominently. Her hands gripped your hips, guiding you as you moved your hips, setting the pace, your eyes locked on hers the entire time. Her fingers dug into your skin, leaving small marks that she knew would fade within hours but would always remind her of this moment. Her veiny hand reached up, grabbing one of your breasts, squeezing it firmly and twisting the nipple between her fingers. Your breath came out in ragged gasps, her eyes never leaving yours as she watched you take her cock like the fucking slut you were. "Taking me so well, such a good girl f'me, aren't ya?"

"El..." you whined as she toyed with your nipple. You weren't going to last long; you were still sensitive and your pussy couldn't handle it. "'m gonna cum again!" you cried out once again, bouncing faster on her thick strap. She watched you with unabashed hunger, her eyes never leaving your body as it moved above her. She thrust up, meeting your movements, pushing you closer to the edge. The sight of your tits bouncing in time with your thrusts and the strap disappearing inside your juicy-coated pussy almost made Ellie cum right then and there. Your thighs started to tremble, and she could feel you clench around her dick; your gasps and moans becoming more frequent. She wasted no time, her fingers digging into your hips as she slammed you down on her strap, making you cry out her name, "Just like that, yeah...take it."

When you finally collapsed against her, panting heavily, Ellie couldn't help but smile. "Mine," she rasped, her voice thick with possession and satisfaction. As your bodies finally came down from their highs, breaths slowly returning to normal, she pulled out of you, leaving your wet and sore pussy gaping open. You whined at the sensation, suddenly feeling empty.

The smile plastered on her face faded as you pulled away, the coldness in your voice seeping into the air between you two as you told her to return to her girlfriend. She reluctantly mimicked your movements and sat up, breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her eyes met yours, searching for any trace of warmth or affection, but all she found was distance. She grabbed her clothes and started to dress herself quickly, trying to calm down, her movements precise and controlled, hiding the hurt and anger she felt at your words. She was confused. You had called her, and she thought you were ready to take her back into your life. She wasn't expecting you to discard her like a toy. "I see how it is," she muttered, her voice cold and distant. She gathered her belongings, not meeting your gaze. "I shouldn't have come here." When she was fully clothed, Ellie turned to face you, her eyes filled with regret and anger.

"Yeah, you shouldn't have," your tone coming off as sharp and cold. You put your shirt on, struggling to process what happened. You missed her so fucking much, and the sex with her was also something you missed a lot. You knew she was right when she told you that no one could fuck you like she did; your girlfriend couldn't even make you cum, while Ellie knew precisely how to touch you to make you feel good. "Can't believe it...Dina, really?" you muttered under your breath as you got dressed, catching her off guard. Your outburst was so sudden neither you could understand it. She could sense the jealousy in your voice and knew exactly what was going on, and the realization made her feel a twinge of satisfaction. "Is this what it's all about? Me fucking with Dina?" she scoffed, her eyes rolling in annoyance. But despite her outward annoyance, she was secretly glad you still cared and got jealous. It meant that you had never indeed gotten over her. You struggled to maintain eye contact with her, the words "Just…get out" barely escaped your lips. You felt a burning sense of shame for letting your jealousy get the best of you, but at the same time, you couldn't help but release all the pent-up emotions you had been holding in for so long.

She snorted from her nose, shaking her head in disbelief, almost amused by all this "Just say the word, and I'll dump her ass," she said in a flat tone, her emerald green eyes staring right back at you as she placed her hands on her hips. You could tell she was serious, as there was a hint of desperation in her voice. She was hoping you'd ask her to drop Dina's ass and come back to you, but of course, you didn't. "I would do anything for you" desperate, so fucking desperate. You let out a deep sigh and firmly shook your head, looking into her eyes. You could see the pain and desperation in her gaze, but you couldn't just let her back into your life like that. "Go," you repeated yourself. "Fine, whatever," she sounded so pissed, disappointed. For a moment, you wanted to take your words back, but you knew that letting her into your life again was the worst idea ever.

✩ That night only made it incredibly difficult for you to move on from her (not that you could before), but she was all you could think of. You found yourself constantly yearning for her at every moment of the day. You'd often text her, and she would always come over, no matter what she was in the middle of. She was willing to drop everything to be with you and 8 inches inside you or between your thighs. Even if she was out with Dina, she didn't seem to care — it became obvious that something was going on between you and Ellie. You couldn't understand how Dina couldn't tell that Ellie was cheating on her with you.

6:34 pm "Baby, need you" 6:36 pm "I'm so wet, been thinking about you all day :(" 6:37 pm "proof??"

✩ One of the things you used to do quite regularly was sending her nudes. You would send her nudes on Snapchat unexpectedly, mostly to surprise her or get some sort of reaction from her. Sending snaps to tease her was one of your favorite things to do. Whether it was a picture of you in sexy lingerie or a video of you playing with your pussy, riding the purple strap she had left at your place weeks ago. You loved making her horny, and it always worked. She would always end up knocking at your door, eager to fuck you or eat you out.

"Teasin' me like that in public — tsskk," She mumbled against your throbbing core as she teased your clit with her tongue. Your legs were on her shoulders, and you watched her head disappear between your thighs. Your fingers tightly gripped into her auburn hair as she devoured like a starved animal, so pussy drunk. But even in that state, she was such a sight.

✩ You were the only one she could think about, even when fucking her girlfriend. Her mind too fixated on the cute little whimpers that left your mouth when she was inside you or sucking on your clit. The way your legs trembled when you were close, your hips jerking away from her when it became too much for you. No one could make her wet like you did, it was a fucking curse having to fuck someone else while thinking of you, hoping that would be enough to trick her brain into thinking she was fucking you instead.

✩ She would save each of your snaps into her phone's gallery and meticulously organize them into a special and hidden folder she had created just for you. This folder contained not just your nudes but plenty of other stuff — from intimate pictures you'd send her to videos she'd take while fucking you. She would go through the folder occasionally for personal use (iykwim).

✩ Your girlfriend was quick to pick up on something odd going on. She'd notice how you would turn your phone upside down, making sure the screen was facing whatever surface to make sure she wouldn't see your ex-girlfriend spamming your phone with texts (she would do it on purpose, by the way). That's how she knew something was up, but for some odd reason, she brushed it off.

✩ She was fed up with your stupid girlfriend constantly in the way. Why weren't you breaking up with her already? She couldn't understand; she was trying to be the best version of herself for you, yet you were still not hers. She tried everything to get you caught, like texting you while your girlfriend was around, sending you risky snaps, calling you...but nothing seemed to be working. So, she decided to hurry things up by texting your girlfriend and sending her some evidence.

She selected a video from her gallery to send to your girlfriend, writing a text message to go along with it before hitting the 'send' button "is this ur girl?" In the video, she was strapping you from behind, and you were telling her exactly what she needed to hear, "Better than your stupid girlfriend, yeah?" "Y-yes. Oooh fuckk. nhhmmm...faster, please" "Can she fuck you like this, hmm?" "No one can fuck me like y-you do...pleaseplease faster"

✩ Your girlfriend felt hurt and betrayed after realizing that you were using her to make your ex jealous, and she ended things between you two. You didn't seem to be affected by the breakup significantly, as if you had been expecting it all along. Honestly, it was almost as if the relationship never existed to you.

✩ Despite feeling indifferent towards your recent breakup, you were furious that Ellie had been the one who caused the end of your relationship. Who was she to control your life in such a way? Well, she couldn't give a fuck, to be quite honest. Seeing you with other girls consumed her from the inside. Nevertheless, she did not break up with Dina.

✩ But of course, you couldn't just let it slide. You already had a plan.

You were at Ellie's place, your back pressed onto her messy blankets, your leg on top of her shoulder as she held the other one firm, adjusting herself on top of you, to be more precise... on your pussy; grinding her wet pussy against your dripping cunt as filthy wet sounds and whimpers echoed in the room. Her hips moved in a slow motion, her green forest eyes fixated on yours. You reached to her nightstand to grab her phone, "Can I...nghhm... record us, baby?" you managed to utter between soft moans as she rode you, her movements became more desperate, chasing her own orgasm. "Record how good m'fuckin' this pussy?" her voice was husky, her breath ragged. Her head rolled back as she continued to grind against you, moaning at the friction, and her eyes fluttered shut. You unlocked her phone and quickly went through her contacts, pressing on Dina's name to start the call. Although the plan seemed foolish and overused, it worked out perfectly.

Dina appeared at Ellie's doorstep in no time to shout at her while you listened from her bedroom. You were amused by the drama that was unfolding before you. It was entertaining to watch Ellie deny the evidence. Dina's voice rose higher and higher as she accused her of sleeping with her ex. When Dina stormed out of the apartment and slammed the front door behind her, you emerged from your hiding spot and leaned against the doorframe, gazing at her with a mischievous grin on your face. Your arms were crossed over your chest as you watched her, waiting to see her reaction. When she turned to look at you, her face etched with confusion and surprise. You shrugged nonchalantly and said, "My finger slipped," with a lopsided smile.

She snorted and shook her head, but you could see the amusement in her expression, "Such a bitch," she said, though you could tell she was trying to suppress a smile. For some reason, she couldn't help but find it funny, she knew she deserved it.

✩ She gradually made her way back into your life, taking slow but steady steps to regain your trust and affection. And before you knew it, she asked you to be her girlfriend again. You hesitated at first but eventually gave in to the strong feelings you still had for her. The first few months of your second chance together seemed to be going smoothly, or so you thought. Then, one day, out of the blue, she broke up with you, claiming that she needed a break from the relationship.

✩ Your heart was shattered into countless pieces, struggling to comprehend where it had all gone wrong. And to make things worse, it seemed like you were the only one suffering, while she appeared to be completely fine, almost as if she were unbothered by the whole situation. You had poured your heart out, begging her to give your relationship another try, but she seemed to be holding back, almost...distant.

✩ But that didn't stop you; you were determined to win her back. You tried everything in your power to get her to love you again, just like she used to do when she wanted to win you back. You started showing up at her place unannounced, always with little surprises for her: her favorite snacks, flowers, handmade stuff, and love letters. But unfortunately, all your efforts seemed to be in vain. The more you tried, the more she pushed you away. You couldn't tell how she had switched so fast and went from doing anything to get back with you to this. 

✩ When you asked her for an explanation, she said she felt emotionally unavailable. She went on to say that she wasn't sure if she still loved you and that she needed a break. You could see the hurt in her eyes and feel the weight of her words as they slowly sank in. It was a devastating blow that left you feeling utterly destroyed. The pain you felt was almost too much to bear.

✩ She promised to come back to you once she felt better. Months passed, and she didn't return. You were left feeling lost and heartbroken, struggling to cope with the pain of the breakup. To move on, you tried to distract yourself with other things, keeping yourself busy with work, hobbies, and spending time with friends. As time went on, you slowly began to heal and accept that it was over. When she unexpectedly came back, you were already over her.

"im ready to give us another try" "Ellie, it's been a fucking year." "and?"

[satorus-princess]

cw (minors please dni): fem!reader, sub!gojo, super soft sex, riding, so much love, satoru cries but not in a sexy way (my vulnerable baby), honestly more cute than smutty

a/n: it kinda hurt my heart to write this <//3 (i lied about sugu being posted next this was very impromptu)

most of the time, yes, satoru does fuck hard and fast like it's the last time he'd ever be able to do it. releasing all of the built-up adrenaline, going feral on you.

but sometimes, he just needs to be taken care of. to feel appreciated. to feel something.

in between the sultry charges of intimacy, love creeps through and makes itself known. in the gentle rocks of your hips as you ride him so tenderly; in the way your fingers lace with his holding his hands and feeling him grip yours slightly tighter with each devoted clench of your sweet pussy; in the way you moan each other's names like a secret.

his beautiful, vulnerable orbs of emotion unobstructed by any blindfold or glasses, staring up at you like you're his solace, his heaven and earth, his reason to be alive.

soft locks of ivory are fanned out on the pillow and fall around his eyes as he lies back against the bed. pink, pretty lips parted as soft whimpers breathe out from between them.

“hah baby... y-you're so good to me,” he murmurs, detangling his fingers from yours to reach up and tuck your hair behind your ear, getting a better view of your face.

his heart races in his chest, pounding, never getting fatigued or stopping for a break. you're the air he breathes, after all. you see the way his eyes soften even more. he trails his hands down from your hair, to your shoulders, down the curve of your back and up. again, down your back and up.

you feel his fingers tremble against your goosebump-riddled skin.

“shh, just enjoy it. my pretty boy, you deserve to relax, to be pampered-- fuck... ‘s so good,” your moan cuts off the rest of your sentence when you sink your hips down on him and the curve of his leaking dick hits your sweet spot just right.

“you're so beautiful.”

“you're beautiful, too,” you smile, leaning down to kiss his cheek where a crystal jewel tumbles down it. his breath catches in his throat, choked with emotion.

he didn't even realise he was crying. but being treated like the most precious of china shatters him and heals something deep within him at the same time.

his arms, suddenly feeling weak, curl around your waist and pull you into his chest. you can feel the thudding of his heart against you, his stomach constricting with each delicate bounce of your hips, and hear his breathy moans in your ear as he embraces you tightly.

your hips don't relent. shallow thrusts, loving, reverent. neither of you are rushing to your peaks. the gradual build-up, the intimacy, the skin-to-skin all feel just as euphoric.

“take care of me, please.” the words come out hushed, like they were never even meant to be voiced, tasting foreign on his tongue. but with no sense of hesitation, you comply.

[imelliesgf]

police officer! ellie x reader???

police officer ellie

contents: breeding kink, slapping, degradation, police officer kink (?), strap being called cock, public sex, mentions of getting caught, mentions of being recorded.

Officer Ellie was on routine patrol near the club where you told her you were going out with friends to celebrate Dina's birthday.

This wasn't her usual route, but she couldn't resist; she needed to make sure you were okay.

Officer Ellie who the moment she saw you leaving the club, with your tiny skirt, hair messy from dancing, and face flushed from alcohol, couldn't help but honk at you, whistling and looking you up and down.

You didn't see it was Ellie, as the window was only half-open, and the colorful streetlights didn't help at all. You gave her the middle finger and yelled a loud, clear "fuck off."

Dina and your friends grabbed your hands and rolled their eyes at the patrol car before giving it the middle finger too and turning to leave.

Officer Ellie couldn't contain her laughter; she giggled inside the patrol car before rolling down the window completely and whistling again to get your attention.

You turned around angrily, yelling, “I already told you to fuck off—” You stopped mid-sentence when you saw your girlfriend’s smile even in the poor lighting.

A small “oh” escaped your lips with a smile.

Officer Ellie took her time opening the patrol car door and getting out. She slammed the door before walking over to you.

Ellie stopped in front of you and said, “I’m afraid this is contempt of court, and I’m sorry to say, pretty lady, but this is a crime.”

Her smirk was so wide it made your panties wet. Ellie winked at you before turning you around, grabbing your wrists, and handcuffing you.

Officer Ellie laughed along with your friends when you looked at her in disbelief.

Dina looked at you with a wide grin before saying, “Looks like someone will get the bratty attitude fuck off them tonight.”

She laughed loudly with your friends when she looked at your shocked face. And then, you cursed her.

“Oh honey, I’m afraid this will be considered slander. Another crime for your list. We’re foul-mouthed tonight, aren’t we?”

Your friends couldn’t help but keep staring and laughing while Ellie guided you to the police car, throwing you into the back seat before closing the door and turning back to your friends,

“Goodnight ladies, enjoy the rest of your night consciously.”

Officer Ellie drove to an empty alley and pulled you out of the car, using the handcuffs to guide you to the front, bending you over the car hood.

“Ellie, I'm sorry baby, I didn't see it was you” you say, joining in on her act.

She pushes you against the car, crouch pressing against your ass – and you can already feel her strap – and one hand holding you by the cuffs while the other one grabs your chin harshly and turns it to face her.

“That's too bad honey, and too late.” Ellie lifts your mini skirt to be met with your wetness past your panties, dripping down your thighs. she lets out a loud laugh

“Looks like someone's into cuffs and all this police act. Is this a new kink babe? It's actually comical.”

Your face heats up, but you can't lie, you love when she talks to you like that. Your pulsing hole proves it.

You can feel the strap still inside her uniform pants pressing against your core, you're wetting all of her uniform.

Ellie lands a slap on your ass without warning smack! then another and another.

When she's finished, your skin burns as if it was on fire. “Ellie please…” you drag out the words. Your girlfriend tsked behind you.

“Uh-uh, that's not how you're supposed to call me tonight” she lands another slap on your ass.

“Officer, please. I'll be good, I promise” your voice is high pitched as if you were about to cry.

You actually are about to cry if she doesn't fuck you already.

You can hear the shuffles behind you when ellie starts pulling her uniform pants down. You look over your shoulder to see her taking the gun out of the holster and putting it on the ground, between her feet so if someone appears, they wouldn't be able to get to it.

Your cheek is pressed against the cold surface of the car hood, but all the uncomfortable feeling goes away the moment she starts slapping your pussy with the head of the strap.

You can't help but drag out a long moan, whispering her name in that tone that you know she can't resist.

“You really want it, don't you?” she keeps on playing with your pussy, never entering where you need her the most.

“I really do, officer Ellie. Please, fill me up.”

That was all it took for Ellie to push the strap inside you all at once, mercilessly. The stretch burned in the best way possible, your pussy adjusting to it and letting wet sounds out.

“Imagine if someone shows up, hm? Seeing a pretty slut being fucked by a office, in public. What would they think of you? A slut fucking her way out of trouble.” she said bending over you, using your hair to press your cheek against the car harder.

Ellie bites your neck, leaving a tooth mark on your soft skin. It almost drew blood.

“Ahh- Ellie… officer please! Please harder, faster!” you almost screamed in pleasure when Ellie started pounding into you so hard you saw stars.

Your moans started to be louder, if someone walked close, they would hear your whines for more.

“Imagine someone walking on us and recording it all, babe. Posting it on porn platform. You'd be a porn star, hm?” your started drooling on the car, it was embarrassing, really. But you don't mind, the pleasure was too much for you to care about the mess your making.

The strap hits all the sweet parts of your drooling pussy. The wet sounds were so loud, too nasty.

You feel the knot in your stomach tightening. You know you're close, and Ellie knows that too. She can feel your pussy tightening around her cock.

“Officer Ellie, I'm so so close.”

“i know babe, I know.” Ellie was so fast, your body started to move harshly against the car, your cheek burning from the pressure and harshness. The squelch sounds were so good, you couldn't take it.

Your pussy tightening to its maximum, juices spilling everywhere. The white cream dripping into your thighs.

“That's it baby, cum for me. Gonna put a fucking babe inside you.”

Oh god.

Your body trembled so hard it looked like you were having a seizure. The waves passed through you in the sweetest way.

Ellie took the strap out of your dripping hole and put her digits inside, trapping your cum inside your poor pussy.

“Gonna let it inside, have to make sure you get pregnant”

hope you guys like it, booo 🙇‍♀️

the art credits are in the image

[vixenkii]

a taste of poison⋆˚꩜˖

content warnings: toxic ellie williams x reader! blood/poisoning, toxic relationship, manipulation, obsession, subtle jealousy, dark romance, unsettling behaviour, AFAB reader.

Crimson oozes out from your mouth in a steady pour; you sputter uncontrollably while coughing. Did the flu medicine Ellie give you have this specific side effect? You fumble for the box, holding an empty bottle to your lips.

The inside of the bottle is painted with frothy blood as you continuously spit. The sticker on the box lists the usual ingredients and directions. You pull the etched sticker off that faintly reads the scratched out words. “DO NOT EAT”

Suddenly, a flashback strikes you from yesterday. When Sam was exchanging numbers with you for a planned study meet, Ellie did not seem fond of it at all. She got all quiet immediately, like she was watching you closely. 

You cough a little more, grasping onto the bottle for dear life. It feels like your ragged pulse is ready to thump out of your chest at any given moment. You knew Ellie was mentally disturbed and the heightened lengths she would go to; but to poison you? You wouldn't ever guess. 

The sickeningly sweet scent fills the room. The thought of her deranged behaviours reeled you in. It somewhat fascinated you so you would push her buttons.. just a little.

Your pounding headache only worsens as questions bombard you. Why does your chest feel like it is on the verge of self-imploding, why do you feel more drawn to her after this and what kind of sick depraved spell does she have you under?

The metallic tang lingers on your tongue. You feel like the room is spinning as the abrupt coughing comes to an end. A muffled ringtone plays from your phone: 

Baby if you love me, you will call me your bunny. Tell me I'm just a baby honey. Beat me and tell me that no one will love me. Better than you do, better than you do 

‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹

The Lana del rey lyrics ring in your head. Your stomach churns as it plays from under your polka dotted pillow. With shaking hands, you grab your phone swiftly, reading the contact name ‘Ellieee <3’.

She wouldn’t ever hurt you, right? You answer.

“How is my doll doing, you healing up fine?” She speaks slow and innocently.

“Ellie what the fuck did you give me. I'm coughing up blood like crazy and I feel all dizzy.” You groan into the phone with your hand on your forehead, voice weighing down while you speak.

“Baby you don’t think the medicine I gave you had anything to do with it. There is just no way.” She says in a soothing calm manner.

“It is just weird els.. and I feel so weak. I always take this medicine and it just doesn’t do this.”

“Y/n, hold on, you're scaring me. You know I take good care of you. So where the hell is this coming from?” Ellie’s voice heightens irritatingly.

“I’m sorry- I shouldn’t blame you, it is silly I know. I'm just worried is’all.” You mumble and wipe your stained lips.

She scoffs into the phone, her tone now bitter. 

“And I'm not? Don’t come at me with this bullshit.”

A tense moment of silence passes.

All you could think about was the glare she gave you yesterday when you laughed too much at something Sam said.

“If you knew how much I cared about you, you would probably be weirded out.”

—

“I would never hurt you.”

this is my first fic , thankuuu for reading (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)ᢉ𐭩

dividers from @diviniyae