"needy desperate sub" this and "whiny whimpering sub" that. I want my dom to whine and whimper and be desperate to fuck me. like I want them to need me so bad they'll hold me down and fuck me while they moan in my ear and tell me how good I am for taking it and how I'm being so perfect for letting them use my body to get off. I want them to be a completely desperate.fucking.mess. while still being the dom and being in charge. I just want them to be needy about it.
Im not a vanilla person but highkey vanilla is so hot on its own. Like yes, please whisper in my ear and tell me how much you love me while you run your fingers up my thigh. Kiss my cheek and tell me I’m a good girl when your fingers become too much. Hold me close when we kiss and promise to not let go
hi, I wanted to ask for your fav Jinx x reader fics or writers cuz I need sm moreeee
And I know you have good stuff up your sleeve
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Immortalized - Hidden Citizens
No Longer You - Epic The Musical
Wasteland - Royal And The Serpent
Let It Happen - Tame Impala
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I want someone who can see and make room for all the dark parts of me too, not just the parts that feel easy and sweet. My irritability, dark thoughts, my intensity, and not flinch or try to 'fix' me.
synopsis: your girlfriend makes up for being away so much
a/n: long time no see.. revamped this fic i wrote forever ago & i hope you all enjoy it while i get back into the groove of writing!!
warnings: slight angst if you turn your head to the side and close your eyes, established relationship, themes of intimacy, sub!reader, dom!ellie, pet names, fingering (r! receiving), strap usage, strap referred to as cock, ellie loves to baby her gf AMEN!!!, cock warming, begging, crying, lots of desperation, slight somnophilia (?), ellie is real gentle and sweet, & probably lots more but y’all know i hate proofreading
wc: 4.7k
The last few weeks seemed to be dragging on no matter how much you tried to distract yourself, as Ellie had been far too busy for your liking as of late. On the rare occasion that she was able to spend the night at your place, she would be gone by the time you woke up with a short apology written messily on a notepad that was placed on your bedside table. You had even tried to get her attention by leaving your front door unlocked when you knew she was coming over so that she may scold you for it since she already had a key and maybe even offer to spend the night as she usually did whenever you became a little too forgetful. Unfortunately for you, all you would get was a soft sigh while she gently reminded you to be more careful before she left you all alone once more.
Despite your rising frustration, you never once snapped at her or made any attempts to punish her for being gone so often. All that you could do was wallow in self pity as you stared at your phone so that you could see if making a silent wish for her to text you would finally work— although this plan never really had any positive result. You went through the motions each day, picking out a show to distract yourself with until you had to go to work.
Even if you hated working, it was the only time you weren’t consumed by the ache in your chest that was a direct result of Ellie’s prolonged absence in your life. Once your shift ended you were greeted by notifications on your phone that were utterly meaningless, as none of them were from her.
You had been ecstatic when Ellie showed up at your doorstep earlier in the evening as a surprise but all you could think of was how she would likely leave you again soon and you would be left to deal with the awful loneliness that made itself known whenever she was away from you for too long. As she moved throughout your apartment you followed her as if you were her shadow, your voice remaining rather soft whenever she spoke to you.
There was a particular kindness that came along with your sadness, as you never ever wanted to be rude to Ellie. You were even more polite than usual but it was simply out of fear that she was growing tired of you being so needy. A soft pout had taken a permanent residence on your lips since she had come in and she had picked up on your shift in mood almost immediately. It was small things that she noticed— the way you often kept your head down while speaking to her, the way you pressed yourself up against her as if she would disappear at any given moment, and how you seemed to be in a sort of daze induced by your own thoughts.
It made her heart hurt to know that she was the cause of this and she was well aware that she was the one responsible for making you so dependent on her. Ellie was the one who helped you with almost every task, no matter how small it was, which meant it was nearly impossible for you to comfortably be apart from her. She had been trying to ease you out of your nervous state since she had arrived but you seemed to resist her attempts with an apologetic smile and soft eyes that made her want to cry.
Her movements had become softer as the sun began to set, her hands on you at all times to remind you that she was here with you. It seemed no amount of touch was enough for you, your own hand guiding her hand underneath your shirt as the two of you sat on the couch so that you could feel her hand pressing against your tummy. Kisses that started out gently quickly became desperate, pitiful whimpers leaving your lips as you tried to seek out the affection you urgently needed from her. “Slow down a little, sweet girl. Promise I’m not going anywhere” she said in a calm tone, already sensing that you were getting yourself all worked up.
The sound of her voice knocked you out of your daze for a moment and you nodded sheepishly, letting her guide your motions rather than trying to figure it out on your own. You wanted to apologize for needing her so much but the words seemed to die out in your throat as her tongue moved against your own, her hands carefully cradling your face to keep you where she wanted you. She could tell that you simply needed to be cared for— to feel close to her, and she was more than willing to provide you with what you needed.
You did your best to keep your whines down once Ellie pulled away from you, your gaze dropping back down towards your lap instinctively as you your mind began to wander once more. She was quick to put an end to it, her hand enveloping your own so that she could help you up off of the couch before carefully leading you towards your bedroom. It was a relief that you were able to fall back into your usual routine, as you raised your arms for her so that she could take your top off and you let her undo the zipper on the side of your skirt so that you were left in just your panties and bra.
Goosebumps rose on your skin once the cold air settled against your body, a soft huff leaving your lips since it had sent a sudden shiver through your body. Ellie moved about your room seamlessly, grabbing your favorite nightgown from the closet before digging around your drawers to find some thicker socks to keep you from getting cold throughout the night. All the while you remained in place, a soft yawn sounding throughout the room as a comfortable sleepiness set in for you. It was far easier for your mind to quiet down when you were so calm, the feeling of Ellie’s warm hands pulling you closer only adding to the comfort you felt.
You let her unclip your bra so that you were completely bare besides your pink panties and you tried not to focus on the way you could feel Ellie’s gaze lingering on your chest. Without as much as a word, you lifted your arms once more so that she could slip your nightie on and you couldn’t stop the pleased hum that passed your lips once the material was in place, as it was your favorite thing to wear to bed.
“Matches your panties, doesn’t it?” Ellie asked in a soft tone despite the fact that it was obvious, as she just wanted to hear your voice. You only gave her a small “mhmm” in reply, although you made no protests as she had you settle on the edge of the bed so that she could help you put your socks on. “Looks so pretty on you, bun” she added on softly before she knelt down in front of you and pulled the socks up until they were resting perfectly against your ankle, her eyes flickering up in your direction every now and then to see if she could pick up on your expression.
For the first time today you had a soft smile on your lips— although it was a very small smile, she would take whatever she could get at this point. You couldn’t help it, as you simply adored when Ellie took care of you like this. There was a fuzzy feeling spreading throughout your mind as you kept still for her, your shoulders untensing in the slightest as you did so. She gave your foot a gentle pat once she was all done and she paused to give you a quick kiss on the top of your head after she got up so that she could begin to get herself undressed.
She was well aware that you were too hazy to trail after her as she carried out the task at hand which gave her the chance to grab all that she needed. You hadn’t even registered the fact that she was opening up the closet, nor did you turn in time to see her to settle the harness over her boxers. You were stuck in your own little world, your fingers mindlessly playing with the hem of your nightie. Once she had put on a simple white tee along with loose sweatpants, she made her way back towards you before holding out her hand for you so that you could stand in front of her.
“Are you ready to lay down or do you want to go watch tv for a bit?” she asked, always giving you options despite the fact that you almost always wanted her to make the choice for you. Much to Ellie’s surprise, you gave her a solid answer for once. “Wanna watch tv some more” you muttered softly, keeping hold of her hand but remaining in place since you wanted her to lead the way. The corner of Ellie’s lip turned upwards so that she was giving somewhat of a little smirk, as she knew she was finally getting you out of whatever funk you had originally been in.
The hold she had on your own hand was gentle as she led you back down the hallway, settling down onto the couch and preparing to pull you down so that you could sit beside her but you made quick work of pulling your hand away so that you could do otherwise. Her eyes trailed after each motion you made, watching closely as you settled down on your knees in front of her so that you were tucked between her spread legs. You lowered your head a bit so that you could press your face against her inner thigh, the heat radiating from her body keeping you soothed as you got into place.
You hadn’t really planned this out but all you knew was that you needed to be close to her and you loved the way she looked down on you whenever you decided to sit like this. It was rare for you to do so but it happened often enough that Ellie already knew what to do, her hand carefully petting your hair as if you were the most precious thing on earth. “You comfy down there, baby?” she asked, being met with the adorable sight of your doe eyes looking up at her before you gave a small “uh-huh”. Your reply made her sigh softly, although it wasn’t a sigh of disappointment at all, she was simply taking a moment to think over what she wanted to say.
“Is there something you need? You know m’ here to take care of you” she said as she turned the television on to the show the two of you had already been watching and ensuring that the volume was low enough so that it wouldn’t disturb your peace. “Just wanna be closer to you” you huffed, your words muffled a bit since you insisted on being so close to her thigh. “Can you speak up for me, sweet girl?” she asked, making sure that the request didn’t come off too demanding while still maintaining a stern tone.
“I just said I need to be close to you, Els. S’ not enough to be like this, need you…” your voice trailed off for a moment as you looked up at her with an unsure gaze, doing your best to keep your voice from turning back into a whisper. “Need you inside of me, I think. Wanna be full of you n’ just be close” you added on, your hands resting in your lap as you kept eye contact with Ellie. She couldn’t have been more relieved that she had predicted what you needed, a warm smile taking form on her lips before she poke.
“Stand up for me, bun” she instructed and you obeyed without having to think about it, rising from where you had been sitting and letting Ellie take hold of your hips so that she could do what she needed to. She lifted up your nightgown in the slightest bit which was a fairly simple task, as it was rather short. Once it was pushed up a bit, she hooked her fingers under the waistband of your panties so that she could pull them down until they pooled around your ankles. You held onto her shoulders to keep your balance as you stepped out of them, leaving them to be forgotten on the floor. She patted her lap gently afterwards as a silent instruction for you to settle on top of her and you obliged, spreading your thighs over her so that you could get comfortable.
Despite the rather compromising position you were in, you felt a bit shy which caused you to keep your hips raised, your cunt already clenching around nothing in anticipation. Since you hadn’t noticed her grabbing the strap earlier, you were under the impression that she was simply going to have you take your fingers which you assumed would be good enough for the time being. Ellie could pick up on your hesitation so she lowered her hand between the two of you, making small circles on your clit with her thumb. The sudden stimulation almost knocked you over but you kept your hips raised for her, your shaky hands resting on her shoulders as you rocked your hips against her hand.
“Look at you, already taking what you need, hm?” she asked in a rather teasing tone and all you could do was nod feverishly in response. Even if Ellie loved to drag things out to get you all worked up, she could already tell that you were in no mood to be toyed with. She only slowed her motions so that she could move her fingers further down, your arousal already coating her fingers as she lazily grazed her middle finger against your drooling slit. It made her wonder if you had been thinking about this since she had come over, as you were already wet for her before she had even begun to touch you.
The mere thought pulled a cocky expression onto Ellie’s face that you could barely focus on, as you were doing your best to stay upright as she began to ease a finger into you. “Need to get you ready for my cock, just need you to be patient” she said as she buried her finger in your cunt that was already clenching down against her. She gave you a moment to adjust before picking up the pace of her motions, a soft groan passing her lips at how warm you felt around her finger.
“Missed you so much, bun. M’ always thinking about you” she muttered as she worked you open, her attention focused on the way your hips were jerking ever so often as pleasure filled your senses. Her confession of missing you created a warm feeling in your tummy that made you feel as if you were unable to speak for a moment, as you were just so pleased to know that she had missed you the exact same way you had been missing her. “Wish you never had to leave, Els. I miss you so much it makes my heart ache” you said breathlessly, a squeak being pulled from you as she added another finger so that you would be able to take her strap with ease.
Ellie could feel her own heart ache as your words sunk in, the thought of you being in such a sullen state due to her own actions making her feel rather remorseful. “My poor baby. I promise I’ll make it up to you” she reassured, the sound of your breathy moans filling the living room no matter how hard you tried to keep them to yourself. The scissoring motion she was making with her fingers helped stretch your further and left you reeling, your hands shaking as you let her fuck you open on her fingers. “Wanna be close for a long time, need to be close to you” you babbled as you did your best to keep your eyes on Ellie, your eyelids heavy with sleepiness from the long day you had.
Before she even had the chance to insist that you would get whatever you wanted, you were already stuttering as you tried to form the words you were so desperate to get out. “M’ ready, I can take it, I promise” you spoke in a whiny tone, as you were beginning to think you may burst into tears if you couldn’t be filled properly. Ellie wasn’t going to deny you of what you wanted but she took her time with her movements, burying her fingers into your cunt one last time for good measure before easing them out carefully. She couldn’t help but press her own fingers into her mouth so that she could taste you, a low hum leaving her lips as she took a moment to savor your taste.
The sight made your face heat up with embarrassment, although you couldn’t help but feel pleased with yourself since she seemed more than happy to do so. She kept one hand on your hip before lifting herself up in the slightest bit so that she could use her free hand to pull down her sweatpants just enough so that her strap was on full display. For a moment you wondered how you hadn’t realized that at some point she had found the time to put it on, although you didn’t dwell on the idea too much since Ellie was already guiding your hips so that she could help you lower yourself onto her cock.
“Just take it slow, sweet girl” she instructed, as she could sense that you were eager just by the way you were pushing your hips down onto her on your own. You nodded your head lightly to show that you understood, letting her take control so that you wouldn’t start rushing things. It took a moment to get completely settled but once she was buried to the hilt, you could swear that you felt a few weeks of stress melt away all at once. There was something so intimate about being close to her in this way, as you felt as if you were able to unravel completely without having to feel the slightest bit of shame.
You were about to begin moving but Ellie kept you still, a soft chuckle falling from her lips as your pouty expression made a momentary reappearance. “Let’s just stay like this for a while— you think you can do that for me, angel?” she questioned and you were all too eager to comply. You were beyond sensitive but you didn’t mind how it felt for once, as it was a reminder that she was here with you.
With slow movements, you lowered your head so that you could bury your face in her neck, your body pressing against her own as you found a way to make yourself comfortable. Her arms wrapped around your body to keep you close, one of her hands pushing up your nightie a bit more so that she could rub steady circles on your back. The sleepiness you had felt previously was truly setting in, your mind at ease for the first time in far too long only adding to how soothed you flet. You were doing your best to talk to Ellie, although your words were seeming to melt together until your sentences became incoherent.
Your soft spoken words seemed to tug at her heart strings, an overwhelming sense of needing to keep you safe overcoming her as you continued to stay still for her. She shushed you ever so gently until you had settled down, letting your eyes flutter shut as you let the fuzziness you felt wash over you. Every now and then your hips would stutter and you could only let out soft strings of moans, pleasure seeming to build up in your body even as you remained in place. Ellie’s delicate affection never ceased, as she was now using the tip of her finger to trace small shapes along your back.
There was no way for you to tell how long you managed to stay still, as the only thing that proved any time was passing was the quiet buzz of the television that was still playing in the background. Another sign of time passing was the way you could feel your thighs beginning to grow sore from being spread for so long but you couldn’t care less, as all you wanted at this moment was to feel connected to Ellie.
You were drifting in and out of brief little slumbers that were only interrupted when you accidentally moved too much, the feeling of her thick strap still being buried deep in your cunt making you dizzy. It took a while for you to grow restless enough to begin squirming, tears taking form in the corners of your eyes as you pulled your face away from Ellie’s neck so that you could look at her properly. “Need to cum, s’ too much” you spoke in a rushed manner, your eyes still half lidded as you pleaded with her.
Ellie paused for a moment as if to think over your words, leaving you to let out a displeased whine at her silence. “You sure you don’t want to go a bit longer, bun? Thought you—” she began, only to be cut off by your urgent voice. “No, no! Can’t go any longer” you insisted, warm tears gathering on your waterline that were already threatening to spill over. She nodded her head and pulled you in for a gentle kiss, not wanting you to get yourself too worked up over it.
“That's alright, sweet girl” she reassured once she pulled away from the kiss, using her thumb to wipe away the few tears that had managed to spill over. “Shhh, I’ve got you” she muttered, giving you a sweet smile that you mirrored after a moment, your bottom lip still wobbling in the slightest bit as you began to try to move against her. Your thighs were far too sore to move properly and your sleepiness only made it harder to do what you wanted to which meant you were left beyond frustrated, your brows knitting with exasperation as you looked at Ellie.
“Can’t do it!” you squeaked, your voice breaking in the slightest from sheer vexation. “S’ alright, no need to do anything by yourself when I’m here” Ellie quickly soothed, her hands taking careful hold of your hips so that she could help you take what you needed. You nodded your head a bit, letting your mind settle back into a comfortable fuzziness as she guided your movements. She was starting off slow so that she wouldn’t ruin the hazy feeling she had worked so hard to create for you, having you rock slowly against her lap so that you could readjust to the motions.
You were suddenly hyper aware of just how deep her cock was pressed into you, as each small movement seemed to send shocks of pleasure throughout your body. “I— love you. Love you so much. I always want to be with you” you admitted as she picked up the pace, treating you as if you were her own little doll as she bounced you on her strap at a wonderfully slow pace that seemed to pull the prettiest sounds from you.
Ellie loved whenever you confessed your feelings for her, as it was a way for her to remember that you felt the same way she did. You wanted her just as much as she wanted you and that meant everything to her. “I love you too, bunny. I promise we’ll always— always be together” she spoke breathlessly as lowered one of her hands towards your cunt, pressing her thumb against your clit once more to bring you closer to the edge.
Her method seemed to work, as you were crying out the minute she applied pressure to your puffy clit, your body practically jolting against her. “Gonna… gonna cum” you huffed, your words coming out slightly broken up as you were interrupted by your own soft moans every now and then. Ellie only smiled at your words, choosing to keep her own thrusts up into your cunt slow and deep, each motion aimed to bring you the most satisfaction.
Your face scrunched up in the slightest bit as your orgasm washed over you, your hands still managing to tug at Ellie’s shirt as you rode out your high. You had so many pent up emotions that seemed to be relieved all at once and all you could do was let your tears finally spill over completely, your vision blurring from them as you kept your gaze on Ellie. Even as you came down, the quiet words, “missed you so much” seemed to leave your lips endlessly.
Crying felt like a complete release of all the negative emotions that had been swarming in your head and for the first time in far too long, your mind seemed to finally go silent. Ellie let you ride out your high before she stopped moving your hips for you, her eyes softening as she took you in completely. She lived for the quiet moments that played out after a particularly emotional time spent with you, as you seemed to return to your calm state of mind as a result of being close to her.
“You did so good for me, angel” she praised, using her voice as a means to distract you as she pulled out of your oversensitive pussy, knowing that it was the only way to keep you calm at a time like this. You smiled sweetly at her words, only letting out a brief mewl at the feeling of being empty once more. She tucked the strap back into her sweatpants, as she was far more concerned about getting you taken care of before anything else.
A comfortable silence filled the space around the two of you as she turned the tv off, looking at you afterwards and taking in your exhausted expression that was far too cute for her to handle. “Do you think you can walk? Or do you want my help?” she asked in a hushed voice, doing her best not to laugh at the little yawn you let out before speaking, as she was simply relieved to see you so comfortable.
“Mmph, I can walk” you muttered, your tone thick with sleepiness. She nodded at your words, helping you stand up so that you could plant your shaky feet on the ground. Your poor panties that had previously been abandoned were quickly picked up by Ellie, her hand making quick work of putting them in the pocket of her sweats before she wrapped her arm loosely around your waist so that she could help keep you from collapsing on the nearest soft surface to doze off on.
“Just gonna get you cleaned up, alright? Then it's off to bed for me and you, sweet girl” she said in an affectionate manner that brought a warm smile to your lips. You hummed softly in reply, your steps only slowing when you were met with the harsh realization that your feet had fallen asleep. For once the sensation didn’t bother you, as there was almost nothing in the world that could ruin the tranquility you felt at this moment.
Ellie decided then and there that she would take the day off tomorrow— maybe the entire fucking week. Nothing mattered to her as much as you did and she really did intend to make it up to you, as you deserved the entire world and maybe even a bit more than that.
do people really like femmes who whimper and whine instead of screaming? who moan softly instead of loudly? who cover their own mouths when they think they’re being too noisy? who uses their body to communicate so their partner has to say 'use your words'? are we messing with quiet, shy femmes? 🎀
a blurb in which ellie’s a sex shop worker you’re becoming very, very well-acquainted with <3
18+ mdni! shoo!
you’re on the verge of what would be your most earth-shattering orgasm to date when your vibrator betrays you.
your naked body, painted with a thin layer of sweat, sprawls over the wrinkled sheets of your bed, the damp fabric clinging to your skin as you gasp for breath. you’re working the vibrator over your slick folds, through the creamy spend of your previous orgasm, and every sensation below your waist is pure ecstasy. it hasn’t taken long to bring you right back to the edge - your back arches of its own accord, your eyes squeezing shut as a flurry of daydreams passes through your head.
all of them, it turns out, involve the very person who’d sold you the vibrator buzzing between your legs. ellie.
her hands on your hips, your ass, your throat. her mouth on your neck, her tongue on your clit. you can almost feel the warm puffs of breath she’d huff down at you as she fucked you, splitting you open with her strap and leaving you empty-headed and spent.
the mental images alone are enough to send you reeling, and right as you’re about to pass the threshold into the white-hot, blinding pleasure of another orgasm, the persistent hum of your vibrator abruptly cuts off.
you could throw up. you could cry. you could exercise sound logic and just charge the damn thing, but instead of any of the above, you find yourself rummaging through your drawers for whatever clothes you can find. sweats and a band tee, a mismatched pair of socks. nothing else.
ellie’s behind the counter again when you pull the door open. the shrill chirp of the entrance sensors draws her eyes to you, and you’re unsurprised to find her smoking a cigarette, body huddled over the edge of the counter. her brows lift in surprise when she sees you.
“back already?” she asks, putting out her cig leisurely. “must’ve gone really well. or maybe really poorly?“
you don’t miss the way her eyes roam over your figure, lingering on your chest; you’re not wearing a bra, and the peaks of your nipples are visible beneath the thin fabric. your back straightens.
“it died.”
“oh,” ellie says. “did you… charge it?”
“no, i wanted to—i thought maybe i could try something else.” you chew at your lower lip, casting a glance at the wall of toys from which ellie had plucked your vibrating bullet the first time you’d come here. you turn back to ellie just in time to see something dark glimmer in her eyes. she nods.
“yeah, of course. think you’re ready for something more intense? c’mon.” she nods her head towards the toy section, her auburn hair cascading over her shoulder. you follow her and watch as she surveys the wall of toys, the sheer volume of packages just as overwhelming as last time. ellie reaches out for a hot pink box, shiny lettering spelling out Boss Lady across the top. you grimace.
“what kind of name is that for a sex toy?” you quip, reaching for the package. ellie snatches it out of reach.
“ah-ah, sweetheart, don’t doubt the Boss Lady. she packs quite the punch.”
“really, now?” you ask, cocking a brow. “you know from experience?”
ellie just smiles, dimples in her cheeks. “if the name is just too cringy for you, we can find something else. but i recommend her—i think you’ll have lots of fun with her.”
“okay, fine. you pulled my leg.” you reach for the box again, and ellie lets you grab it this time, her gaze on you as you flip the package over and read through some of the metallic pink text adorning the back. the only rabbit vibrator you’ll ever need, it reads. powerful dual stimulation will keep you satisfied!
it occurs to you then, as you follow ellie to the register and dig in your pockets for some cash, that you should probably be embarrassed. here you are, a week after your first ever vibrator purchase, ready to fork over some hard-earned cash for a second one—one with a questionable name, no less. your cheeks warm as ellie regards you from the other side of the register, the heels of her hands pressed to the counter. there’s a knowing look on her face, her lips curled into the faintest hint of a smirk, that dark look from earlier still dancing in her eyes.
god, she probably thinks you’re a sex addict. she totally thinks you’re a sex addict.
“is it weird that i’m back so soon?” you ask, before you can think to filter yourself. ellie’s brows knit together in confusion.
“huh? no, no, not at all—we have plenty of regulars, you know.” she types something into the register, eyes still fixed on you. “i’d say it’s weirder that you’re here at two in the morning.”
you blink. “two?”
“two twenty-one, to be precise.” ellie nods at the clock on the wall, the hour, minute, and second hands made of three different flesh-toned penis cutouts. “but hey, i get it. your vibrator died.”
you clear your throat. “how much do i owe you?”
“hm. well…” ellie drums her fingers on the cash wrap’s countertop. “i’m feeling generous tonight. answer one question for me, and Boss Lady is yours for free.”
“i’m awful at trivia,” you confess.
“trivia? jesus.” ellie barks a surprised laugh. “i’m not—it’s not trivia.”
narrowing your eyes, you shuffle up to the counter and nod. “okay, fine. ask away.”
ellie moves in closer, too, head dipping ever so slightly to allow her to peer down at you. it takes everything in you to keep your eyes from lingering over her frame and drinking in every inch of her: the bold lines of her forearm tattoo, the burn-holes in the collar of her shirt, the faint kiss of freckles on the bridge of her nose. but while you attempt to reign in your wandering gaze, ellie doesn’t hold back. she takes her time looking you over. bites the plush, pink swell of her lower lip.
then: “what were you thinking about?”
“huh?”
“earlier, when you were touching yourself. before the vibrator died. what were you thinking about?”
“that’s your question?” you chew on the inside of your cheek. embarrassment roils in your stomach; she has to know that, while your body writhed in the center of your mattress, cunt twitching and gushing, you’d been thinking of her.
ellie smirks. “you don’t need to answer if you don’t want to.”
“no, it’s… it’s okay,” you murmur. your palms are clammy and you force your gaze to Boss Lady, waiting patiently on the counter for her chance to help you see god. “i was thinking about, um… you, actually.”
you’re still staring at the gaudy pink package on the counter, hands squeezed into fists at your side. you can feel the half-moon indents of your nails digging into your palms, and just as the silence stretches a bit too long for your comfort, ellie laughs.
it’s a wicked thing, a biting sound. all self-satisfaction and enthrallment. you dare to steal a glance at her, and she’s grinning like a maniac, her cheeks tinged the prettiest shade of red.
“can i tell you something?” she asks, stuffing a hand into her pocket and pulling out a wad of cash. her fingers glide over the cash register, clicking at a few buttons, and she slides the money into each respective slot before pushing the drawer closed with a satisfying click. “i’ve been touching myself to the thought of you, too.”
mouth going dry, you gawk at ellie like she’s got four heads; she simply beams at you like she didn’t just admit that she’s thought about you with her hand between her legs. she leans over the counter, one strong hand reaching towards you to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear.
“you seem nervous,” she says.
“i’m—i don’t…” you trail off, cheeks positively flaming.
“tell you what,” ellie begins, retracting her hand. she moves back from the counter and crosses her arms over her chest. your eyes flicker over the whorls of ink that decorate her skin, biceps flexed just so; your cunt throbs. “you can go now, if you want. i won’t stop you.”
“or,” she says, voice dipping low, husky, “you can lock that front door, and i can show you how much fun you can have with your new toy.”
she reaches a hand out and taps the box for emphasis, and you’re struck by how at ease she seems. how comfortable she is with your mutual attraction and the opportunity to act on it. it lights a fire in you, one that engulfs every last trace of doubt.
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