Whiny dom!Abby with a double sided strap. That’s it. That’s the sentence.
fuck fuck fuck you put the hottest image in my head and i don't even like penetration
"please baby. fuck—" abby's choked out words are interrupted by a loud, high pitched whimper. she throws her head back, her eyes squeezed shut, and lets her hips move in slow circular motions. her body quivers when the tip of the dildo brushes against the most sensitive spot inside of her and she repeats the action to feel it again and again, soft moans filling the room.
you look up at her with drowsy eyes, your legs wrapped around her waist to hold her close to your body as she fucks you, hands gripping her shoulders as tightly as possible and leaving small indentations on her heated skin. you hiss when she picks up the pace again, delivering rough and deep thrusts, "oh my god"
you close your eyes and focus on abby's desperate pleas as she brings you closer to your orgasm while simultaneously chasing hers, inner walls clenching tightly around the toy.
"feels so good, abby" you breathe in her ear, hiding your face in the crook of her neck and letting your body be rocked with the force of the blonde's movements.
she suddenly untangles herself from you and pulls away with heavy breaths. you want to question her but don't get the chance, as she immediately sneaks a strong hand under your body and flips you around. you let out a guttural moan when she enters you from behind, holding yourself up on your hands and knees when she grabs your waist to lift you up, slamming into you in such a relentless way you can't help but drop your head down and take it.
abby's actions slowly get more and more sloppy, the pleasure too intense for her to hold a steady pace— your name the only thing she can mindlessly mutter, chanting it like a prayer.
"it's— oh my god. fuck yourself on my dick baby" she says in the most desperate tone you've ever heard from her and you oblige to her request, pushing back against her strap, feeling so full it's hard to form a single thought.
she lets you do all the work, loud whines falling from her plump lips as you make the strap hit just the right spot. she keeps mumbling soft 'i'm close's and 'please don't stop's to you, her long hair messily falling all over her shoulders, her face flushed pink.
she finally reaches her climax, her hands grip your hips tightly, a groan forming in the back of her throat. she bucks her hips into you once, twice, riding out her orgasm as pathetic little whines come out of her mouth. the thrusts push you over the edge as well, your legs quivering, the only thing you can register being abby's high pitched "fuck, fuck, fuck–"
modern au where you accidentally send ellie, your bestfriend, a nude PT2
pt 1 here , pt 3 here
n/a i know y'all are probably expecting some action but i tried to write some of that and it didn't feel right... they are just friends who are embarrassed and in love with each other !!!! enjoy
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the cold marble under your body makes you shiver. ellie is moving around the kitchen, grabbing two cups from the shelf and two bags of tea.
"about yesterday..."
she looks at you intently, a mischievous smile forming on her mouth.
"you don't have to be so paranoid about it" she replies
you throw your head back with a groan. you were sitting at the counter while ellie was standing next to you "i know but it's weird" you said.
ellie shrugs "mistakes happen".
you'd be lying if you didn't admit that you didn't sleep all night. your head kept spinning over ellie's message and seeing her standing in front of you as if she hadn't said anything makes you crazy.
she pours the water into the cups, the liquid turning reddish instantly.
"yeah but..."
"why do you keep giving it so much thought?" ellie mumbles and leaves you in silence, your gaze falls on her.
"what?"
she nods "you're the one who brought it up"
"yes because i wanted to apologize..."
"you already did yesterday, silly, and i told you nothing was wrong".
you remain silent, looking at the smoke coming out of the teacups.
"is it because of what i said?" ellie continues.
"what? no" you rush to say, the message popping into your mind causing your cheeks to instantly redden.
"i think it is" ellie puts aside the cups, all her attention remaining on you
your head is too shocked to answer, your lips half open for a second, trying to think of something to say.
she approaches the cabinet behind your head, opening it and leaning her body slightly against yours, murmuring a low "sorry". she grabs the sugar and put 3 spoons for each cup and mix carefully. then she put the sugar in the cabinet again, position herself in between your legs shamelessly.
"i didn't lie about that"
you look at her "what?"
"oh, cmon! are you going to tell me you don't know you're hot?" ellie says with a chuckle "you didn't take those pictures for nothing"
"i did it because i was bored" you murmur with shame
she shrugs
"i don't care why you did it. but I didn't lie when i sent that text."
your eyes fall to her lips unintentionally and you can see her smile as she realizes it. ellie moves slightly closer to you, and when you think she is about to kiss you she places a kiss on the corner of your mouth.
she pats your thigh playfully and moves away to grab the teacups, walking quickly to the sofa "come on! i'm not going to wait for you to play the movie."
poe’s face reveal >.< ???? idk everyone in the fandom is doing one soo take this. linking myself to the degeneracy i post is kinda cray cray but life is short i suppose
having ‘single hot lesbians in your area looking to fuck!’ ellie brainrot…..
tags: 18+ NSFW (duh) swearing, smut, strap usage, theres a x video linked for ur pleasure that loosely inspired this….
a/n: i had a much better ending to this but tumblr deleted it so sorry if the ending SUCKS also not proofread ( i have a gun ) IM LAZY
“fuuuuck.”
your grip tightens around your phone when the mystery woman you have been chatting with sends you a picture of herself.
the photo cuts off just below her nose, so you cant make out her full face.
her mouth is slightly agape.
the picture is illuminated by a red light.
the woman is wearing a black tank top and black jeans. she is slumped in a sitting position with one hand resting on her crotch.
its just bright enough for you to notice a tattoo on her forearm.
“fuckfuckfuck.”
this cant be real. is this real? she was hot. you couldn’t even see her face but you knew, she was hot.
“okay…”
hesitant to strike up a hookup with a possible catfish you took a second to consider the worst outcome of this situation. eventually you decided it was worth the risk, the longer you stared at the image on your phone the more the voice of reason dissipated. too eager to peak behind the curtain you let curiosity win.
when are you free?
E. 1 hour. you know the motel on 5th?
the creepy one or the 50s themed one?
E. …
E. the creepy one.
a regular romeo
E. 1 hour.
see you then xx
you clutch your phone to your chest and start to feel slightly manic. were you actually about to slut yourself out to some stranger you met online? on a website you found from a porn ad no less. apparently so.
with a toss of your phone across your mattress you sought out the bathroom in order to prep yourself for the night ahead.
—
this place wasn’t as bad as you remember, still creepy…but it had a solid remodel that eased your senses.
when you make it to the correct room number you stop for a moment just before your knuckle comes in contact with the door. should just turn around and forget this whole thing? being just inches away from your goal really made reality set in. before you can lower your fists and turn away the door swings open in front on you.
she looks even better in person. taking in the whole picture of her leaves you speechless. god those eyes. she was such a cruel thing to leave them hidden, you think.
one of her eyebrows raises at your frozen nature. but she doesn’t say anything and just leans against the door frame with her arm resting above her head.
“e-ellie?”
you question. with your hand still stuck in a fist formation as if you were still going to attempt to knock on the door. unable to move due to pure shock, you wait for an answer whilst the woman in front of you observes your state for a moment.
she gives your body a once over then steps aside to give you access to enter the room, still saying nothing.
“ill take that as a yes”
you say and make your way past her, twisting to the side due to the fact that she didn’t give you much room to enter the space anyway. once you land in the middle of the room your cheeks grow hot.
theres a king size bed in the middle of the room. for some reason the sight of only one bed makes you sheepish. it makes sense, you and ellie didnt link up to have a sleepover in some shitty motel in separate beds. still you couldnt help but feel nervous at what was to occur on that bed in the next few hours.
“youre late.”
finally she lets you her the sound of her voice. it shocks you. its more delicate that you imagined, its laced with some bass and a hint of rasp but still its, almost soft?
“im sorry?”
she’s unimpressed by your apology and growing clearly suspicious of your fidgety disposition.
“…”
you swallow thickly feeling intimidated by her stare. your eyes leave hers for a moment to observe her physique. her photo holds up in person.
ellie is less revealed in front of you currently contrasting to the image she had sent you earlier. a black button up hangs loosely around her shoulders, the top few buttons are left unclasped revealing the valley of her chest. you can spot freckles there. the shirt is cropped right above her belt buckle to which she fastens her equally loose fitting jeans. it creates a silhouette around her that makes your thighs rub together slightly.
“you’ve never done this before have you?”
you had stared entirely too long and you cursed yourself for it.
“are you- damn, is it that obvious?”
she leans into the doorway smirking slightly as she turns her head away from you. she’s attempts to hide her amusement, but you catch a glimpse of her grin.
“mhmm.”
she nods and bows her head. her tone reads like shes doing her best not to laugh at the current situation. like she should’ve known you would be this lost sort of thing, unsure of how to proceed with this sort of exchange. the notion has you riled up. she didn’t know you. what right did ellie have to decide that you were a prude? even if that wasn’t the case, you didn’t come here to be laughed at.
“so what your some sort of veteran?”
pure sass. ellies biggest vice. she hated retaliation from others.
“fuck off.”
you relished in the feeling of finally making her show you an emotion other than contempt.
“oh? its okay if you want a badge, just say so….”
your smiling now but as soon as you watch the woman push her weight of the wall and begin walking towards your direction you wish you hadn’t begun this dangerous game.
“careful. dont start something you cant finish.”
you were definitely in over your head.
—-
(consider)
if constantly chasing absolute pleasure was a sin, you were going straight to hell.
ellie had ruined you.
you werent sure how long it had been. whos sweat was sliding down your sides as ellie strapped into you with unparalleled precision. but you didnt care. everything had become so slippery, including your thoughts.
you had hooked up with other women before but never like this.
ellie was a grandmaster of pleasure. the bed room her chessboard. each move she made knocked over a piece of your fortitude. until you were left with no choice to fore-fit complete power insuring her victory in this match. having become bored of the somewhat vanilla hookups you endured, you sought out something a little more, dirty. something more raw, dangerous. maybe it was the thrill you chased, but there was one thing you knew forsure. ellie was filth personified.
if it were possible you would spend the rest of your life in the walls of this motel room. after what you could swear had been hours of experiencing pleasures (that you didnt know existed) you sought out more to no end. to ellies surprise, your stamina was impressive considering how foreign you seemed to intamacy this intense. something about that intrigued her deliciously. she had made it a point to see how far she could bend you until you broke. she wanted to see you cry. to scream her name for everyone in the motel to hear.
what ellie didnt expect is that she would begin to fold first.
you were so eager. the woman had flipped and fucked you every which way until her body was sore. but still you wanted more. your thighs were spread and knees pointed to the sky as ellies own resolve began to crumble. she supported her weight with her palm to your waist as she gave you what little energy she had left. too stubborn to let you steal an orgasm from her she struggled to fuck you at a consistent rhythm. you could feel her hips stuttering and the mere thought of her beginning to snap only made you move your hips against her faster.
jesus you were practically fucking ellie yourself now. even though she wore the strap it was you who was in control. every movement of your hips pressed the back of her harness in a way that massages her clit perfectly.
grip tightened on your hips as ellie began to chase her own high at the feeling of you rubbing against her.
“keep going. just like that.”
the sound of your voice oozing desperation, it was music to ellies ears. she was barely moving at this point losing strength by the second at your words. bending down to hear you closer she settles in your neck.
“yeah?”
she encourages more of that sweet music leaving your lips. the more moans you surrendered the more whines ellie rewarded you with. creating a symphony of lewd noises. the melody you two created so easily only fueled the fire in the pit of ellies stomach, which was now something closer to the size of a bonfire. her composure was burning at the seams and the only thing that eased the singe she felt was the taste of your sweat on her tongue.
once her mouth began its advances on your neck you could tell she wasn’t going to last much longer. you could feel the way she sucked on your skin like it was medicine. your pussy had brought her to a fever pitch and she would do anything to let it break. her tongue danced on your jugular and she swore she could taste your pulse. the suction she created with her lips left behind precious pink and purple marks in places where you couldn’t hide them if you tried. not that you cared, ellie made you feel so good you wouldn’t dare protest in fear you might miss a pleasure you were sure no one else on this earth could give you.
just a little longer, a little deeper you thought to yourself as your hands floated to the plush of ellies ass. pulling her so close to you that you began to feel her cock in the spot that made your whole body vibrate.
“t-there!”
you shout as your body resumes its involuntary progressions towards the womans hips. the pace of your hips doubling in speed finally makes ellie shatter into a million tiny pieces.
“w-wait baby im-“
you didnt mean to become obsessed with the feeling of it all. the way she thrusts into you until she cant move her hips any more, the feeling of her falling ontop of your body completely limp. the way her cock reaches so deep in you is too tempting. it feels so foreign and you feel so good that you have to see it through. until your broken and unable to move a muscle. you cant help but obsess with how she sounds in your ear while you buck your hips into hers. unraveling in your grasp.
you don’t pay ellie any mind as she comes while you roll your hips into hers. you cant. ellie had taken so many of your orgasms tonight that you relished in being the one making her succumb to a moaning mess. a string of ‘oh gods’ leaving her lips until finally she was chanting nothing but your name until you were seeing white.
with a final arch of your back at your release your bodies collide, the feeling of white hot pleasure mixed with skin to skin contact makes you both hum. your hand wraps around her back scratching there harshly before you bring her body back down to yours landing on the mattress with a soft thud.
two idle minds were all that was left in this space, too dumb to remember how to complete the simple act of breathing. neither of you can move as you desperately seek out any air to return to its rightful place in your lungs. needless to say it took a moment for you and ellie to form a coherent thought. or a coherent breath.
when a sliver of life entered ellies system she used her minimal strength to leave her home in your neck and support her weight just enough to remove the toy buried in you. the sight had stolen a chunk of strength. she sighed shakily at the way a string of your slick connected to her cock whilst she pulled away. the action causing her head to fall on your chest in awe. ellie was weak.
“perfect.”
you could barely hear the sweet complement leave her lips. before you could comment on it she placed a kiss on your sternum and trailed upwards until she met your lips in a tender peck. each time her lips made contact with your skin you twitched. even the smallest kiss left you feeling over stimulated.
you couldn’t help but curse yourself knowing that you just had the best sex of your life with a stranger you met online in a motel, and that if shed ask, you would definitely do it again.
soft sex with ellie williams ! credits to whoever came up with the idea that ellie would hate gloss on herself but love it on you. modern au
໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა⋆。°✩ellie was always rough. as a result of jealousy from that one guy at a cafe who was supposedly staring at your ass, her words, and her extreme sadism. she loved seeing you all teary eyed when she was finished with you, knowing you probably wouldn’t be able to walk the next day.
ellie was feeling more romantic than usual, bringing back your favourite flowers from one of the stores on the way back from her morning jogs. you very rarely received flowers, not because ellie decided not to get you any but because they were so hard to take care of, in your opinion. this time, she bought u pink lilies that you almost mistook for being real. you secretly thanked whatever gods existed that they were fake—you could keep them forever.
“…are they okay?” you didn’t notice you had been staring and ellie was panicking, her body becoming restless and starting to fidget with the promise ring she kept on her right ring finger. her words snapped you back into reality and you practically threw yourself at her, the residue of your gloss and lipliner staining her face as you suffocated her in kisses. she always hated wearing gloss herself, yet the feeling of yours on her face never failed to leave her cheeks all rosy. she would walk around with your lips plastered on her cheeks if you didn’t make her wipe it off beforehand.
ellie took the flowers off your hands before they got ruined in the midst of your slightly aggressive love for her, placing them on the bedside table on your side of the bed. she returned the favour and placed kisses on your cheeks, your forehead, god even your nose, both your giggles filling the air. she finally ended her kissing frenzy by meeting your lips with hers, your scents revelling in each other. her hands found their way to your waist, holding you so gently you could mistake it as a breath.
her lips travelled further down your body, your neck to your chest, to your thighs that she probably loved more than you at this point. before she asked to be your girlfriend, you always caught her staring at your thighs in shorts, skirts, occasionally in your baggy jeans—eventually her favourite place to sit became between your thighs. you swore you would kill her like that one day but she didn’t seem to care.
she knew how sensitive your inner thighs were and when she kissed you there? you didn’t even try to hold back. although she loved to tease you, she was taking her time while giving you what you wanted like a host at your service. “els…come on, i can’t take this.”
“yes ma’am.” she giggled as she said this, knowing you liked it when she acted all obedient despite having the chance to have her way with you whenever she pleased. she slowly but intensely dragged her tongue across your slit, moaning deeply while her low eyes looked up at you. the air was soft and calm with the only noise being the occasional giggles and low, sensual moans. her hands wandered back to your thighs, grabbing and squeezing while the vibrations of her voice reverberated against your heat. something about ellie being so soft was intoxicating. “ellie..wanna cum, please.” her tongue lapped against your cunt faster, the sound of your slick filling her ears. she held your hand as your hips bucked against her mouth and your legs tightened around her head—you did say you swore you would kill her like that one day. she laughed in a low voice, still swallowing your sweetness and letting you know how good you tasted. how she could apparently live off of you alone. ‘100% pussy diet’ she called it.
she got up from between your legs to kiss your nose and dragged her fingers along your pussy, licking your slick off just to get another taste of you. she reached into the bedside table to put her strap on, keeping eye contact with you as she did. you always thought she looked so pretty getting herself all ready for you, her hair tied back in a messy ponytail and a few strands that would soon stick to her damp face. completely contrasting her usual roughness, she held her cock up to your entrance with her eyes on yours, waiting for your okay. you nodded with a smile and she slowly eased herself in, so slow it was almost painful. you watched as her eyes struggled to find somewhere to rest on, flittering between your eyes, your lips, your boobs and, of course, your thighs. she leaned over to place kisses on your chest, leaving dark marks over your skin only for her eyes. her breath hitched, slowly turning to soft moans and leaning over you so her skin was touching yours. she was warm and heavy on top of you, her lips still wandering your body. ellie fit perfectly against your body. her stomach was flat on yours, her chest pressed against yours—there was so little space between the two of you that you might as well have fused into one being.
she picked up her pace yet her kisses remained soft and calm, your head becoming fuzzy as the both of you rode out your orgasm. her moans were louder and her strokes became sloppy, practically losing control over how good you felt around her, how gorgeous you looked when she showed you how much she loved you. she reached for your hand once again as you reached your shared climax and your thighs tightened around her waist, her knuckles turning white from how hard she was holding you. the air was filled with i love yous and you’re so perfects and you left a layer of your cum around her cock.
“fuuuck…you’re so pretty, i love you. so, so much.”
you giggled shyly, “i love you more, els.”
this took so long to finish bc college is beating my ass. i don’t like it as much as i wish i did but i need to post something ! i haven’t proof read it so apologies for any mistakes :P
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