soft dom!ellie, sub!reader, 18+, nsfw, lesbian sex (very passionate), scissoring/tribbing, short fic/les smut, i wrote this because it was requested once and i really really love lesbian sex
"fuuuuck. baby. right there," ellie growls as you grind your bare cunt against hers. a film of sweat covers her freckled skin, her hips twitch under your hand.
"please," you whimper, cheeks flushed with arousal. ellie plays with your nipples, her hand leaves your breasts to slide between your legs. she smirks, breathless. "please what princess?" ellie tucks your hair behind your ear. "please. please baby. i need you." you exhale, shaky, so fucking horny. so fucking wet. "you literally have me angel, don't you?" she rasps, her voice thick with unbearable desire. you could feel every. fucking. twitch of her soaked cunt. your clits met just right. your hips jerk towards her. "i n-need more," you stutter. a moan escapes, your head tilts back. ellie starts to rub directly on your overstimulated bundle of nerves. "god you're so fucking hot right now. i wish you could see yourself right now. your pussy. you're so sexy. you have no idea." ellie mutters against your neck.
her fingers and hips move faster. your sweet sounds fill the room. she rambles words in your ear. her fingers grip your thigh to hold it in place. you can't stop your hands from sliding up to her shoulders, you dig your nails into her. "baby. oh my god. i am so close. please. please don't stop. faster," you beg her, your voice cracks, mind fuzzy with the overwhelming sensation. a gasp tears out of you. she humps your wet pussy. her hips and movements are fast and almost rough. "cum for me angel. fuck. cum. now." you whine out as you orgasm. wrecked sobs fall from your lips. ellie sucks your skin, her fingers wander over your hips and thighs. your swollen clit is sensitive after your orgasm but ellie moves faster. her body contracts, her hips twitch again. "fuck. i'm cumming." she growls. her eyes fall shut as she rides out her orgasm. you're both breathing heavily. you look between your legs where the proof of your release is on the sheet beneath you and on your pussies. thick, sticky cum. ellie leans forward to kiss you. she dips a finger in your cum and licks it off. your head drops to lean on her shoulder while you press soft kisses on her skin. "we're not done yet baby. i still want you to sit on my face and ride it until you cum all over it." she whispers in your ear. "and then we eat the rest of your birthday cake. it tastes almost as sweet as you do."
Synopsis : Ellie's a rockstar, and you? You're her fangirl. Every song she ever published was in your mind every five minutes. But is your celebrity crush that ideal?
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You just moved in your new house in Germany, you had to because of your dad that just got in the new military unit. You're in a diner, eating some pancakes while making notes, when a guy in his thirties comes upon you.
"Hey, you live here, in the unit?" He was in a military suit, his jacket buttoned to the top and some parts of his shirt looked out of the jacket. He looked really kind, with a charming smile and like there's no threat he could give you.
As you look up at him you nod.
He nods in response.
"Right. I saw you here before. I'm local jester."
You nod again and smile while listening to him introducing himself.
"Do you like Ellie Williams?"
You chuckle in responce. Everybody knows her. Every person that you knew knows the name Ellie Williams. Well, she was talented, had good songs. What else is needed?
"Yes. Who doesn't?"
"I'm a friend of her. Would you like to go to Ellie's party?"
Now you're home, begging your parents to visit the party she had. You were too young for this, too young for her. You're 15 and she's 24. Your sane parents said no. And that's what every mentally healthy person would say. However, the next day at the diner you were with your family having a dinner. Harry, the friend of Ellie, walked to your table just to ask your parents, especially dad, to let you go to the party. And he did his job well, 'cause your dad said the wanted word "Yes". The only term was that Harry and his wife would drive you there.
After you finished your classes, you got home. After an hour they were at your house to pick you up, you quickly ran down and sat in to the car. At Ellie's house it was really loud. Too loud for you, especially. You found your place immediately, a couch in the corner, where nobody could bother you. Too focused on something you were drinking, you didn't notice how THE Ellie Williams sat right next to you. After a little conversation that seemed lovely not just for you it was time to go home.
Next day. You were home after school and somebody called you. It was Harry. Another party at Ellie's house, that's what he said.
"My parents won't let me go there. I.. I'm probably not coming." You sounded upset. And that's what you really were. You liked her since you were 14. Just a fangirl.
"Don't worry about that."
And here you are, at her house, again sitting on the couch and talking to her. Another small talk that, as you thought, wouldn't be something more.
"You're a high-schooler?" She said, looking at you and sipping on her apple-juice-looking drink. That probably was whiskey.
"No.. Middle." You were looking at her. I would say checking her out. Your gaze were on her face, her eyes mostly, then her shirt and pants. Ellie noticed that, she surely did, but said nothing just to not make you feel embarrassed or make you shy.
"You're just a baby." She laughed and tilted her head, while watching you roll your eyes.
"Yes." The attitude you had in this simple word was fascinating. Just for her. Maybe that's what attracted her in you. Maybe it wasn't your attitude but the way you were melting under her gaze, who knows?
"Wanna move somewhere... quiet?"
She immediately understood how that could've sound and shook her head.
"Not that i want to do something bad... I just like to talk to you. I really do."
You looked at her and then moved your gaze at the crowd and bit your lip while deciding what to do. Then you nodded.
"Go upstairs and then right. My room is first on the left. I'll be there too soon."
You went upstairs and then to her room. The room was clean. Unhealthy clean. Walls are dark green, curtains are black. Dim lights that she had in the room made it look mysterious, like It's some murderer's room. You walked further in and started wandered around it. Something that looked like a love letter were laying on her table. It had a lipstick stain on it. Yes, it was a love letter. Then you heard the door open and you turned to face her. As Ellie walked in, she looked at you from head to toes and sat on the couch that she had near her bed. You sat down next to her. You had another conversation that was really intimate. She seemed vulnerable while talking about her dead mother who she missed a lot. You didn't notice how close she was now, and then, her lips touched yours and you kissed. As realization kicked in, you pushed away.
"You should probably go home, little one." She said, looking at your lips. And you did. No matter how much you wanted to do otherwise, she was the person that you would always obey to.
After this kiss you felt like you were ascending from the floor. In the school you didn't listen what the teachers were saying. Everything you thought of is her lips hovering yours and how she looked at you while saying that you need to go.
Day after day. No calls from neither Ellie nor Harry. Did she forget about you? Or is she with the one that wrote that one love letter? Just as you thought about the letter, ur phone rang. You walked downstairs to answer and you heard that voice that has been in your head since the evening you spent there.
"Priscilla?" You flinched at her voice.
"Yes?" Don't act stupid. Don't ask who it is.
"Who's that?"
"Ellie. Ellie Williams. Wanna come over again?" She sounded.. different. Not that vulnerable how she did last time you were together.
"That's the third time.. My parents won't let me." You sounded a little exhausted. Asking your parents again was like something heavy and uneasy for you.
"Don't worry."
After your conversation, somebody called your dad. Ellie. You were expecting him to say no like he always did but he was happy to let you go there. That was weird but.. who cares. You just had to see her. It's like an addiction. Like heroin.
At your somewhat-called date she asked you to live with her temporarily in America,
and of course you agreed. She's the love of your life.
She bought you a first-class ticket for your flight. It went good, no problems. And now you're at the door, with her friends, waiting for the door to open. Ellie met you with a hug and a kiss on your lips. This week has to be the best one you ever had in your life. The first day went pretty good. Everyone in the house treated you right, you were adorable. As evening came, Ellie went to the bedroom with you.
You changed your clothes to pajamas and layed down with her. A kiss on your lips made you sit on her lap and deep it, but then she pulled away.
"Wait... I can do something that i will feel sorry about."
"And what's the problem with that?"
She gently pushed you away and took a little plastic jar with pills. She gave you one, while taking it in her mouth.
"Take that. It will help you sleep."
You obeyed. As always. And as you started to fall asleep, she hugged you and pressed hardly to herself.
Hello hi I'm so embarrassed to write this but anyways. Saw you liking my fic i just wrote and then i saw you like bojack horseman so... how do you feel about that one moment in the fic. I HAVE TO KNOW
do not be embarrassed I worship the ground you walk on right now.
reading your fic gave me nausea so bad which is the best compliment I can ever give to an angsty fic, it just means your writing SLAPS
about that part in the fic. i start crying every single time I watch anything the slightest bit relatable on bojack horseman and well that scene is obviously one of them. I somehow didn't think how it could've been way worse with lesbians. i was reading your writing like a soldier and then that part just came up and I started kicking my bed if that makes sense.
absolutely loved the fic and that part. you're an amazing writer
A/N: hi. After two months, im back. Sorry, this fic isn't about happy lesbians. Although, it has a part of what I'm going trough rn, Enjoy.
2 months after that conversation you two had. Ellie didn't try to get you, although, seems like she never really tried to be with you. And still, after these months, you were waiting for her to text you. About that.. she stopped texting you. Maybe forever. You didn't know where she was. What she was doing and was she even alive. Nobody knew where she have been this month, but, somehow. You got to know her location from your friends, maybe, she trusted them more than you. Told them more than she ever told you. Did that hurt you? Of course it did. You tried to talk about that. Tried to figure everything out, but it never began to be better.
Days got away. June got away.. July did too. Now it's August. Warm weather makes everyone happy, right? It holds you in a warm state. Doesn't make you feel cold like some people can do.
Your friends were out. They called you too. But how can you go out with them, while your best friend is missing?
"K." Is blasting in your room. Windows are open. Someone definitely called your phone like ten times. You never checked who it was. It obviously wasn't her... And oh god, how hard she broke your heart.
As your daily stomachache started to bother you again, you stood up and slowly walked out of the room, not even looking at the phone. Bright rays of sun were looking at you from kitchen's window, but you didn't really cared. Bottle of water in your hand, a small sip and slow steps back to your room. Now "Casual" was blasting. Lyrics hurt like a knife, but still, you didn't turn it off.
Phone's screen lit up. It was Ellie. You didn't realise it at first, rubbing your eyes and slowly taking the phone.
"Hello?" Your voice echoes, music was off now. Hands are trembling a little. You didn't know why either.
"Give me a week. This week will be the best in your life." Ellie said that with a soft voice, leaning into your hug. It was the warmest hug you ever experienced. Warmer than that August you had. Well, you didn't know about that.
You two were sitting on your couch, watching Mean girls and discussing your crush on Regina George.
Suddenly, Ellie spoke. Not too loud, but enough for you to hear.
"If i would dissappear, will you miss me?"
You turned your head to look at her. Ellie's green eyes were pinned at you, and there wasn't any joke in them. She was serious.
"I would definitely miss you. So i hope you won't dissappear."
"Did you miss me?.." soft, quiet voice hit your ear. "Look.. i need your help. Really bad.. these thoughts.. are you there, in Los Angeles?"
You didn't reply. Silence.. trembling and trying to breathe.
"Okay.. you're gonna save me, right? I called you, and you're coming to get me?" Her voice was trembling. Like she was in a rush, like something bad was happening.
"Ellie.. why did you call me? I live in Chicago, I can't save you." As you speak, your voice was getting more and more rude. Your throat hurts. It didn't a while ago.
"You didn't pick up?"
"Right."
"It went to voicemail"
"Yeah.."
After a little silence, you spoke up again.
"It's too late. What's done is done."
"No.."
You cut the call off before she told anything else. Tears appeared in your eyes again. You cried thinking about her five days ago. And this happened again. A thought of her made you cry so easily. Why did you say that? How can you return everything back? What's done is done.
Another month went in crying, apathy and rotting in your bed. Sometimes your friends came to you, trying to take care. Every time they came you wished Ellie was there. But she never came. She never will, probably.
Another week. A thought of her made you cry. Who could even know that this will happen? Everything you wished is to never see her again.
Days gone. And you felt better. You went to therapy and it helped. After talking to someone about what happened, you started to forget her face. You started to forget how it was, to smile and laugh with her. You started to forget her name.
You were sitting in a library, reading something your therapist suggested. A hand on your shoulder. Soft voice. You froze, scared to look at the person behind.
And finally, you looked. It was somebody you didn't know. No.. not her. Not.. whatever. You forgot her name.
The person told you to leave the library. It was already 12am. You didn't even notice it. And you didn't read the book. You thought of her. What you said to her. What she ever said to you. What you two have done, while you were friends. Fuck.. you still remembered her name. Ellie.
That name was in your head everyday.
You tried to find someone else. Tried to going on a dates, but they weren't her. Nobody could do this like her.
September 1. 10.45 pm.
A call. From someone you knew. A friend.
"Hello?"
"Hi.. look. Don't take the blame on yourself."
"Blame? What do you mean?"
"Ellie.. she.. she's not with us anymore."
Cold through your spine. Goosebumps.
"What..?"
"She did it. Yesterday.. probably at like 9.57pm"
You threw your phone away. Blame was definitely at your shoulders. Tears appeared again.
She wrote a message for you. You didn't read it. Probably you never will.
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