CW: Porn without plot, reader is described as cutesy and feminine, dom! Reader, sub! Ellie, switch(?) Ellie, Reader is kind of a meanie, strap (e! receiving), begging (e), cutey moment afterwards :3, Ellie being Ellie, and probably more stuff I forgot to mention.
You were sweet, so very sweet. You held this very innocent and pure energy that made people smile. It was on the very reasons why Ellie fell for you. She couldn’t help but be enamoured by your docile personality and your cutesy way of dressing.
But what she had never expected was to end up pinned beneath you in bed.
It had been one of those nights where the kisses grew hot and the hands started to wander. When Ellie suggested taking things to the bedroom, she expected to be the one in control. But you had other plans. Because as soon as she climbed over you —her hips between your thighs— you hooked your ankles behind her knees and flipped her over.
Ellie gasped as her back hit the mattress; completely rattled. She had not expected that.
When Ellie looked up at you to question your actions, the words died in her throat after seeing the hungry look in your eyes.
“Oh shit! –babe!” Ellie whined as you practically drilled your strap —Ellie’s strap— at an alarming pace.
Ellie was hesitant at first when she saw you pull out her strap and slip it onto your hips; she never pictured herself getting dicked down. Sure, Ellie had gotten curious a few nights and used the lewd silicone to satiate herself; but she never thought she’d experience this. Especially not with you.
It made Ellie almost dizzy how much you switched up in the bedroom. She was completely blown away at how a girl so sweet could be so dirty.
“Yeah? Does that feel good?” Your condescending voice said huskily as you pistoned yur hips harder.
Ellie cried out and her hands flailed adorably as she desperately searched for something to anchor herself to. You grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head, leaning over her and gazing at her fucked out expression.
She looked so pretty like this. Her eyes were glossy with tears threatening to fall over her cheeks. Her brows were tightly knit and her nose was slightly scrunched up. God, you could just eat her up.
And the thing is, Ellie would probably let you.
You could feel Ellie’s thighs start to quiver and tighten around your hips –she was getting close. You pulled your hands off her wrists and pressed your palm onto her lower belly, feeling the imprint of the silicone pressing against the taut skin. The sensation made your eyes roll back briefly.
“You feel me that deep, baby?” You laughed cruelly, you reveled in the power you felt when you mocked Ellie. Any other time she would just brush you off and make a joke but now… now she was a pathetic mess; putty in your hands.
Ellie nodded with a pathetic, almost wounded whimper. Her hands reached up and fondled your breasts, needing something to ground herself. Her hips bucked up against yours, so badly that you had to pin them down with both your hands.
“Stay still, Els.” You grunted as you adjusted your angle to hit that one spot that made her scream.
“Ah! F-fuck!” Ellie cried out as the tears that she had been holding back finally spilled over, coating her cheeks.
“Awe, you crying? Poor thing.” You mocked with a giggle.
Normally, Ellie would bite back but at that moment, all the poor girl could do was moan louder. She was so incredibly close, she could almost taste it.
“M’gonna.. Gonna cum.” Ellie whimpered as her head tilted further back into the pillow. But to her horror and your delight, your hips slowed significantly. Ellie’s eyes widened like a puppy denied of its treat. “No! Please, babe. Why’d you stop?” Ellie said frantically, her hips tried bucking but they were held in place by your hands.
“Beg for it.” You said with a mischievous glint in your eyes; drunk on the power you held over her.
“Please, baby, please.” Ellie whimpered, her cheeks flaring at the embarrassing task.
You pretended to consider her words, a hand lifting off her hip to tap your chin teasingly.
“You can do better than that.”
Ellie let out a sob, she was actually starting to cry. “Please, I’ll do anything, just please keep going. Please, babe!” Ellie whined out desperately. God she was just so pathetic.
You hummed in thought, once again pretending to consider her pleas. And just as Ellie was about to beg again, your hips started snapping against hers once more, making her choke on her words.
Your hips moved without mercy, plunging the strap so deep into her cunt, she swore she could feel it in her throat.
“You getting close, baby? You gonna cum for me?” You groaned as your hand trailed down her midriff to her clit. Your thumb drew lazy circles around the bundle of nerves. Ellie babbled incoherently, unable to form legible words from how drunk she was on pleasure.
“Come on, sweetheart, be a good girl and cum for me.”
With that, Ellie let out the loudest, most lewd moan you had ever heard. Her head dug back into the pillows as her hips moved wildly against yours, drawing out her release. Her nails dug into your shoulders as she tugged you closer.
“That’s it, baby. I got you.” You murmured in her ear as you slowed your thrusts gradually, eventually pulling out and tossing the strap away. Cleaning it would be tomorrow’s problem.
Ellie pulled you closer until your head rested on her chest, her still racing heart thumping against your ear.
“You good?” You murmured softly as you kissed her collarbone sweetly.
“Huh? Uh, yeah, yeah, I’m good.” Ellie murmured, still a bit dazed from what had occurred. “Didn’t know you had that in ya.”
You giggled softly and sat up a bit so you could see her face. “Don’t judge a book by its cover, babe.”
Ellie let out a tired chuckle. “That’s so cheesy.”
Inspo: @billieeilishlicker
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