‧˚꒰♱ girlnextdoor!ellie x vamp/cheerleader!reader♱ ꒱༘‧—
⁺‧₊˚ ཐི content warnings: modern!au, cheerleader!you, really plotless, pervyneighbour!ellie, ⚠︎ stalking, pictures taken aothout consent, everyones a perv, biting(e!rec), blood, subtop!ellie, powerbottom!reader, straddling, fingering (r!rec), praise, degradation, petnames, vamps n tramps, implied fwb(?), maybe implied death?? i dont think so. 2.1k words!
⁺‧₊˚ ཐི authors note: I WROTE THIS IN THE SUMMER…first kinktober post! im hoppy to upload around 3ish times this month?? theyll all be longer than 1k so i hope to keep you fed. STAY FREAKY. ⚰︎
Just one picture is what Ellie told herself when she made direct eye contact with your boobs through the sheer lace curtains that she couldn’t quite figure out the purpose of. But how could she resist? Of course, she ended up trying for more than one picture.
Could you blame her? There you were, peeling off your uniform right in front of your window, of her window while your body glistened with sweat and your hair stayed messily tied back. All while you seductively removed any and all articles of clothing. Yeah, this was anyone’s wet dream.
The sexy cheerleader next door. You were beautiful, and confident, and way too fucking flirty. She was hooked from the get go.
Suddenly, time seemed to be moving in slow motion. Your bra was now on the floor, the lace delicacy slowly falling from your soft finger tips. Your hands then move to remove the hair tie from your high ponytail. Slowly, Ellie lifts up her camera, angling it right at you, she had the perfect shot. Hand running through your hair, perky breasts, nipples hard from the cold air of your bedroom. Ellie waits a second for the camera to focus, and then-
Ellie looks into the viewer, puzzled.You slowly reach down to remove your panties, purple and lacy.
Again? Ellie smacks her camera, hoping for obedience. Meanwhile, you bite your lip and run your hands down your chest.
Disappointment flooded her body, she was left here with not a single trace of your little show, hot and bothered, as some would say. All that was left to show was the inside of your bedroom. No shot of your supple skin, your soft curves, the way your clothing stuck to your body. Nothing. Ellie was pissed, and confused.
She couldn’t focus on anything else, just the fact that she didn't get any of the pictures she had taken. They were rightfully hers! well, maybe not, but, still!
Ellie had no time to think, because when she looked up, all of a sudden the time that was moving so slowly before, had seemed to speed up. You were there, naked, and staring right at her.
Ellie looked back at you, her stomach dropping as low as it possibly could. she was caught red handed, camera in hand, like a fucking pervert. She watches you look her up and down, and wink. You didn't run out of view, or scream at her through the glass, you just.. winked. Ellie was dumbfounded.
Ellie spent most of her school days alone. She only shared a few classes with Jesse and Dina, so when she wasn’t with them she lingered by the art room, or talked it up with her physics teacher, or did what she was doing right now - listening to music at the back of the bleachers. unseen, untouched, invisible.
Ellie only looked up from her phone when she heard your voice climb the steps, your sweet, honeysuckle voice that was woven with sincerity and dripped with confidence. Ellie turned beat red when she realized you were approaching her, your cheer uniform hugging your curves the same way it did last night. Right before she watched it drop to the floor.
“Hey, Pervert.” you whispered, making yourself more than comfortable next to her, after your already not-so-comfortable previous meeting.
Ellie staggered, her brain shutting down for a second. “I- uh. Hi?” you reached forward and grabbed one of the orange sticks sitting in her lunch kit, biting it in half with a snap. You smile at her as you chew, her shocked face too hard to ignore.
“Saw you, takin’ pictures of me last night.” you swallowed, and Ellie choked, hard. She had no clue what to say, should she apologize? Should she nod and say nothing? Should she deny it?
“Wanna hangout tonight?” a long pause. Ellie was taken aback, her expression skeptical. you just.. stared at her, eyes soft, a convincing look.
“Uh? sure?” she responds warily. You nod eagerly, snatching another carrot before you stand up, smooth out your skirt, and take off.
It's been a strange day, she needed a cigarette.
When Ellie meets up with Jesse and Dina after lunch, she’s quick to run up and fill them in on the news. She leaves out the part about how she attempted to sneak wannabe porno flicks of you to use for later, but they didn't really need to know about that. Her avoidance is really of no use, it slips out anyway.
“You’re telling me, hot neighbour bitch saw you creeping on her and decided, Hmm, yeah lets ask her to hangout!..” Dina spoke with her hands, her expression matched Ellie's to a T. Puzzled, confused, maybe shocked, excited. Ellie threw up her arms, there wasn't much else she could say anyway.
“I mean yeah, that's basically how it happened.” She shrugs, maintaining faux nonchalance.
Jesse laughs, unamused. “She's gotta be like— a succubus.. Ain’t no way any real person would wanna fuck you after seeing you watch them change.” Ellie smacks him in the stomach with a stiff hand, pausing at her locker to gather her things.
“Fuck you, man! and— who said anything about fucking?” Jesse rolls his eyes. He leans against the locker beside hers.
“You did, with the way you described her. Sounds like you want her, to want you, to fuck her.” He spells out, moving his hand through the air as he speaks. Ellie scoffs, ignoring Jesse's lewd comment. She sighs, and silently wishes for some silence, a lack of Jesse's nonsensical responses. But just then, Dina's voice cut off her thoughts.
“Shes hot, I would want to fuck her too if i was you.” Ellie slams the locker shut, pressing her head against it.
“Oh my god!” the two troublemakers laugh.
“Hi Ellie!” Your voice startles her. She quickly lifts her head from the locker, the cold metal sticking to her forehead makes her wince. Jesse and Dina take your arrival as their queue to leave, silently departing to their next classes.
“I’ll come over around six, ‘kay?” you twirl your hair between your fingers. Ellie could tell that your glob of pink bubble gum got in the way of your words when you spoke. She fiddled with her fingers, looking between them and you.
“Yeah, that works for me.” She whispers. Your smile widens, batting your lashes flirtatiously up at her.
“Awesome! See ya, stalker!” You quip. Your dress twirls as you stand up and turn to leave, leaving little to the imagination.
The house was empty when you arrived, the cold hardwood seeping through the fabric of your socks. You silently regret not inviting the girl over to your own house, it was much cozier than this.
“Why did you invite yourself over?” Ellie asks, breaking the silence that was desperate to fill the room.
You chuckle at her wording, allowing yourself to take a seat on the couch. Ellie smiles and plops down next to you.
“That’s a good question, Ellie.. Probably the same reason why you were taking pictures of me on your shitty camera last night.” You flirt, it's not obvious to the auburnette, you can tell by the way she tenses up at the fact.
“Well—I.. you..” She stutters, struggling to find the right words. Its comical, the way her cheeks heat up and her brain stops working for a second, you feel like you can see the gears moving around inside her head.
“You took them cuz’ you thought i was hot, right?” You inquire, looking over at the girl beside you. Ellie’s eyes widen, Realization taking over fear.
”You think i’m hot?” She asks, you nod.
You drop your head back against the back of the couch, almost touching Ellie’s arm, which she was using to hold up her own head. You bat your eyelashes up at her, she's aware of what you’re doing, and it's working.
“You are hot, Ellie. Those freckles? I could look at them all day.” You whisper. The girl shys away, turning her head away momentarily.
“The eyebrow slit? Consider my panties dropped.” You giggle, reaching out to graze the scar that crosses through her eyebrow.
“Thanks, it's.. a scar.” She laughs, you nod along to her testament, finger still caressing her face.
“Hm..” You hum, bringing the same hand to brush a stray auburn lock out of her face. She blushes, scrunching up her nose at you. When her head turns back to yours, the expression on her face is priceless.
“You’re cute.” She says, her face inching closer and closer to yours with each second. You know what she's doing, and it's working.
“Yeah?” You flirt. Your faces were so close that you could feel her breath on your lips, you were addicted. She was addicted.
When your lips finally meet it’s heaven and hell all at once. Her top lip slides in between your own; they dance. It's feverish and warm, the type of kiss that only comes after the tension snaps.
Your teeth clash as you connect. You bring your hands to her neck, making the decision to hop up onto her lap. She moves with you, lips still moving in unison.
A few small whimpers emit from her throat, echoing into your own. You giggle into her mouth, grabbing her hand from around your waist. She pulls away, a string of saliva connecting you.
“You gonna put these hands to work, baby?” You ask her, guiding her hand under your skirt. She nods up at you, sliding her cool fingers along the skin of your thigh.
“Wanna make you feel good.” She whispers into you, you nod against her, connecting your lips once again. When she slips your panties to the side you swear you see god.
Her fingers bully your clit, rubbing slow, heavy circles into your bud of nerves. You moan into her mouth, giving her the opportunity to slip her tongue into your mouth, the muscles chasing yours between your mouths.
She begins to speed up her motions on your clit, easing more and more wetness out of you. Your moans amplify, the sound of your pleasure filling the room.
Your lips move down to her neck when she slips a single finger in, curling it into you. You arch your back until your chest meets hers. You suck down her neck, leaving a trail of purple bruises to clash against pale skin.
She works in a second finger not long after the first, pumping the two limbs in and out of you. It doesn't take her long to fall apart under your lips, fingers speeding up inside of you.
You can smell her blood, and your hunger only grows at the lewd noises she’s releasing. You fight the urge to sink your teeth into her neck, you press your head further into her skin, your orgasm approaching rapidly.
“Ellie..” You moan into her, grinding your hips down onto her fingers, she can tell you’re close. She brings a thumb to your clit, rubbing the neglected area as passionately as someone on the edge of finishing could.
“You gonna make me cum?” You whisper against her skin, fangs dripping with need. When she moans out a meek yes, you know you’ve got her. She walked right into your trap the second she started watching you change, and the thought only turned you on more.
“Fuck.. I'm close too.” She whines back, bucking her hips up into you. You nod into her, sucking a rather harsh hickey into the side of her neck. She moans out loud, and you take this as the chance to graze your teeth against her skin.You’re both on edge, so close yet so far from the finish line.
“I’m cumming—fuck!” She whimpers, bucking her hips up into you.
“Uh uh.. me too, Baby.” You moan. The pressure building up inside of you finally snapping. You take this opportunity to finally bite down on the side of her neck, the metallic taste of blood finally filling your mouth.
Ellie groans, you place a steady hand on the other side of her neck as you drink from her, milking her of all she's worth.
“Oh.. fuck.” She exhales breathlessly. You can tell she's almost done, but you feed until the very last drop hits your tongue. She walked the line of conscious and unconscious tipsily, falling over a few times as you get drunk on her taste.
“What’re you…” Are the last words she‘s able to mumble before she passes out, head lulling against the back of the couch. You gently lift yourself off of her lap, cleaning the excess blood off of her neck and placing a kiss on her forehead.
You quietly slip out the front door, leaving a pale skinned, used up Ellie in your wake.
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