tags: tooth rotting fluff, established relationship, implied sex. lots of cuddling and nerdy ellabs. mentions of fantasy themes.
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Abby groaned as her alarm buzzed loudly, her arm reaching over to shut the annoying sound off. Her body was a bit tired and sore, reminding her of how she and Ellie had been busy in bed last night, for at least a few hours.
She squinted at the clock with one heavily-lidded eye, groaning again when she saw the time. Damn it, it was pretty late. 9AM.
She sat up slowly, looking over at Ellie. Still curled up against her, sleeping soundly, arms clinging sleepily to Abby's waist. She couldn't resist smiling at the sight.
However, Ellie stirred awake because of Abby's stupid, loud ass alarm â who the fuck sets an alarm to 9AM on Saturdays?
Oh, she didn't care. Abby wasn't going to work out, she wasn't going anywhere.
She'd had barely opened her eyes, but she clung onto Abby's waist. "Nope," Elie rasped out in a warning tone. "You promised. No gym today.â
Abby carefully pried her girlfriend's hands off her waist, earning a small grunt from the woman in response. The cold air hit her exposed skin, no clothing to be found.
"I know, I know, babe," she murmured, running a hand gently through Ellie's messy hair to soothe her. "Just gotta use the bathroom, okay? I'm stayin, promise.â
Ellie mumbled something she couldn't even understand and finally let go, begrudgingly.
"Just say you fuckin hate me." she teased in her slurred voice, eyes closed as she adjusted in bed.
Abby rolled her eyes, unable to keep an amused smirk off her face at Ellie's petulant little comment. God, she was cute when she was clingy as hell. Not the most common occurrence.
"You're such a spoiled brat,â she grumbled with mock annoyance as she got out of bed. "I'll be back in a minute.â
When Abby came back from the bathroom, she stilled at the sight that greeted her: Ellie holding onto her pillow, looking damn adorable in her eyes. Her heart felt warm, seeing her lover look so vulnerable and soft. Goddamnit. She was turning her into a softie.
She got back under the covers, moving closer to her girlfriend and gently stroked her arm.
"There we go. We can sleep a little more, but it's kind of late, princess.â
âIt's 9-fucking-AM, Abby. That isn't late unless you're sixty years old,â Ellie huffed. âAnd don't call me princess," she complained, her hands gently stroking Abby's side. "I'm more like a knightâ"
She stopped to let out a long yawn. "âwho protects the princess, all badass and shit. With a sword. You'd be the princess, by the way. Like, a really muscular one.â
Abby couldn't help chuckling at her girlfriend's words, her chest still thrumming with affection. She rolled her eyes, giving Ellie a light smack on the ass.
"Oh zip it, dork," she muttered, unable to hide her fond smile. She liked the plot, even though it was kind of cliche. And she also liked the thought of Ellie being her knight in shining armor, even if she'd never admit it out loud. "I could kick hell of a lot more ass than you, y'know.â
Ellie let out a raspy laugh and closed her eyes again, not at all surprised by Abby's usual ass smacking. "So what? I'll have a sword. Duh. And you'll just have a little dress and a long ass braid. Like Rapunzel,â she said, smirking. âOh Abigail, let down your hair."
Abby huffed in offense, rolling her eyes once again. Ellie was so damn snarky, even when she was sleepy. She pinched her side, enjoying the soft gasp that escaped from her mouth.
"Shut up. First off, I wouldn't be caught dead in a damn dress," she grumbled.
Ellie thought she'd stop there, but Abby thought for a few seconds.
"I'd wear like, armor. Badass warrior style. And I'd be the one saving your sorry ass, not the other way around.â
Ellie let out a low laugh. She knew Abby wouldn't accept the dress thing, but her fun was teasing her girlfriend, most of the time.
"You can be a warrior princess then, like Xena. And I'll be your knight and we'll have like, a forbidden love story or something,â she still spoke with a sleepy voice, but with a small smile on her face, feeling Abby's warmth against her. "Matching swords and shit. You get like, an arranged noble husband, so I kill him. We run away together.â
Abby snorted, shaking her head at Ellie's fantasy scenario â but her smirk softened into something gentler as she listened. It was stupidly romantic, which was... kinda nice?
Despite herself, she could picture it, Ellie in armor, swinging a sword like some knight, saving her from some arranged marriage. A tiny smile tugged at her lips. So stupid.
"Fuck that, I'd kill him first," she muttered, wrapping her arms tighter around Ellie, who hummed. "But if you think I'm ever letting you swing a sword around without supervision, you're out of your damn mind.â
Ellie chuckled, shrugging a little. "Well, it's my scenario. Which means in it I'm a professional swordsman⌠and very muscly, yâknow, the works. And youâd have your hair down."
She said, not at all new to having fantasies with Abby. Ellie could make them up on the spot, and she frequently did. It was kind of funny, to her lover.
And Abby feeding into them reminded her of just why they fit so well together.
"You can learn from me, though. And then you fall in love with me in the process cause you're like wow, my mentor Ellie is like, super cute and brave and awesome.â
Abby scoffed in mock annoyance. She could actually picture herself in this silly story, falling hopelessly in love with Ellie.
"Fine, smartass, you can be the⌠fuckinâ sword expert or whatever," she grumbled, gently squeezing Ellie's side again. "I'm fine being the badass warrior princess and fall for my idiot of a mentor."
Ellie nudged her weakly, eyes still closed. "It's okay. You can be good at like, the crossbow. Or riding horses," she said.
Another yawn. "And then you can teach me, and I'll hug you from behind, and you'll be really nervous cause I'm a super cool, handsome knight.â
"Oh, I'd be nervous?" Abby scoffed, voice thick with sarcasm and amusement. "Please. Youâd be the one stuttering like an idiot when I turned around in that riding outfit,â she tugged Ellie closer. "Admit it. Youâd lose your damn mind over me.â
Ellie smirked, finally opening her eyes to look at Abby.
"I already lose my mind over you," she said, hugging her a little tighter, nuzzling her neck. âBut it would be hot if it were forbidden. All the dramatic yearning and such. And every time we're alone we immediately make out cause we miss each other so much. Oh, or â we have sex in like a big, castle library.â
Abbyâs breath caught slightly at Ellieâs words. Soft, sleepy, but so full of affection it made her chest tighten. She stared down at her, heart thudding a little too hard.
"Damn," she murmured, voice rough in a way that had nothing to do with sleep. "You really went all in on this fantasy," she tilted Ellieâs chin up just slightly before brushing their lips together â slow, warm, lazy. A promise of what castle libraries could hold. "And⌠yeah? Youâd risk getting caught just to kiss me?â
Ellie smiled against her lips and gave her a brief, gentle kiss. She could hear Abby's heart a little loud in her chest, and that was cute.
"Oh, fuck yeah I would. And you'd be like, 'take me now my beloved knight, before my father catches us,'" she made a dramatic voice. "And I'd say 'your highness, we shouldn't'. But I'd do it anyway.â
Abby rolled her eyes again, a soft laugh escaping her. She loved how Ellie could switch between sleepy and a weirdo so fast. Ellie didn't mind that.
"Shut up,â she muttered affectionately, giving her ass another light smack before tugging her closer, pressing their foreheads together, "Yeah, I'd do it too. Even if my 'dad' caught us in that⌠castle library," she mumbled, a crooked smile on her face.
Ellie chuckled, amused. Abby really played well into all of her stupid little fantasies. "Well, I might lose my knighthood so we have to be careful⌠I can slip into your bedchambers at night instead, when you're like, 'help me knight, I'm scared of being taken away in my sleep', and I'll be like 'don't worry, my princess, I will sleep here on the floor, to protect you.'â
She said, feeding into that silly fantasy even more, just for the fun of it â clearly very unbusy on a Saturday morning.
Well, she was busy. With entertaining her girl. Which she was good at.
"And then youâd say 'don't be foolish, my knight, you can lay on my bed.'â
Abby let out a sincere laugh, shaking her head at how deep Ellie was diving into this. She shouldâve known â her girlfriend secretly loved the drama. And she was great at writing.
"Is that so?" she murmured, voice dipping into something slower, rougher. "And then I bet youâd try to be all noble and proper⌠lying stiff as a board on my bed cause youâre scared of touching me,â she came closer again, until their noses brushed. "But eventually⌠youâd roll over. 'Accidentally' grab my waist. Mumble something cute like âjust makinâ sure youâre safe.' Real smooth.â
Ellie smiled while biting her lip, finding Abby participating in her fantasy so⌠attractive, for some reason. She loved every single part of Ellie and that was heartwarming â and also kind of hot...?
"And then you'd pretend to be asleep, but you'd press yourself against me... And I'd slide my hands to your hips..." she did the same thing she was narrating, hands down to Abby's hips, pulling her a little closer, also whispering a bit. "And then I'd kiss your neck..."
Ellie kissed her soft skin. One, two, three times, lips a bit dry from sleep, not caring. She smelled fucking good.
Abby's breath hitched as Ellie kissed the sensitive spot on her neck, eyes fluttering closed involuntarily at the contact â her body was always so damn reactive to her girlfriend's touch, it was annoying.
Except it wasn't.
"Yeah," she whispered, fingers tangling gently into Ellie's messy bed head. "I'd shift against you, so close to âwaking upâ now, acting all innocent like I have no idea what you're doingâŚ" she let out a soft hum as Ellie's lips moved up towards her ear.
And she smiled against her skin, still kissing her neck, jaw, the spot under her ear. Not such a silly fantasy now, huh.
"Oh, but you'd know..." she whispered, voice still raspy against her skin. "You'd know the moment Iâd bite your neck, softly, not to mark you, because no one can find out..." she did just that, biting Abby's neck, gently kissing it after. âBut you'd wish we could do more.â
A shiver ran down Abby's spine as Ellie's teeth grazed her skin, her body temperature already starting to rise a bit. She gripped Ellie's waist, trying to stay in control as her words sent heat through her â it really was ridiculous how easily her girl could affect her.
"Yeah, I'd want you," she breathed, already sounding strained. "I'd be begging for more, but you'd be all stoic and polite, like 'no, princess, we can't, it's not rightâŚ'â
"Maybe. But I wouldn't be able to resist you for long." Ellie said, hand still lazily caressing Abby's side, kisses lowering themselves to her collabone and to the other side of it, leaning on her elbow, now lying sideways on the bed.
Her voice was quiet and sultry, just for Abby to hear. As if it were actually their little secret. Her hand slyly trailed down Abby's stomach, in a soft touch â that the blonde definitely noticed.
"'Princess⌠If you don't tell a soul... I promise I can show you how good it feels.'â
Those words alone were all it took to leave Abby's ears and cheeks red, her body temperature spiking at the thought. It was stupid and so clichĂŠ, but it was Ellie saying it, Ellie touching her, Ellie wanting her, and damn it, the nerd knew how to push her buttons.
She let out a soft sigh, tipping her neck to the side to give her better access to her skin â she was already melting, and Ellie hadn't even done much yet.
I can't believe Iâm actually liking this shit.
Fuck it.
"'No one has to know⌠knight',â she mumbled, voice raw with a hint of embarrassment.
And Ellie smiled, victorious, finally taking her lips in a deep, passionate kiss.
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