Synopsis: you were a popular girl in school, pretty and mean, the whole package of course and ellie? yeah she was head over heels for you.
Authors note: hey guyssss lol, this is my first fic ever but i hope it was okay, feel free to give me critic, (my first language isnât english so there might be mistakes)
OCTOBER
yeah okay, ellie was nastyâŚthere was no denying it and she knew that very well.
she wasnât nasty in the form of hygiene and basic human decency but it was more in the desire department. she wanted nothing more than to get her face shoved into a pussy and do everything and anything to please you.
Even her friends took notice, it wasnât unusual for her best friend dina to call her out numerous times a day, âjesus ellie, quit ogling over herâ to which ellie would throw her hands in the air and look at her best friend with an annoyed and pouty look, âim not ogling, sheâs just in my eyesightâŚsânot my faultâ. Ellie knew she was totally drooling at the sight of you, her eyes never leaving your beautiful face, and your tempting bodyâŚyou were just so perfect, so blissfully perfect it even annoyed her a little because the chance of you ever looking in her way, it was laughable, no way in hell could you like her.
Ellie wasnât unpopular, in fact she had many friends and a great social life, that didnât exclude the fact that she was hardcore loser but people didnât really notice thatâŚexcept you and your friends of course.
It was like you were cut out from a 2000s lame repeating teenage movie, so pretty, so poetic yet so fucking mean.
you were considered one of the prettiest girl in the school, nobody admitted it out loud but everyone knew the power you held along with that. you had many admires, many âsuitorsââŚliterally. you were a part of the ever lasting âpopular cliqueâ. you and your friends were a higher power in the school, you were of status, of value, of position, or at least thatâs what your friendgroup had convinced themselves of.. it didnât matter though, you and your friends made sure people knew you were better than them.
oh and your favorite thing? making people feel useless, making them squirm under the gaze of your piercing and almost stinging eyes.
ellie hated that.
just like any other kid who hadnât been brainwashed yet, of course she hated it, getting made fun of or treated like a dog is never pleasant, but the weird thing? she never really did despise you for that. there was something about you that made you so intriguing no matter how much of a bitch you were to others.
in your eyes, you werenât mean. at least not like your friends who buillied kids for merely looking in their way, and shit talked people while they were present, to make them feel weak. no, you werenât like that, in fact you could be really sweet and kind, but sometimes the sass and attitude just over-shined that unfortunately..but to ellieâs sake? it made you even more fucking hot, even though you constantly stepped on her. Like a snake with venom, you and your friends would walk past ellie and her friends in the hallway, you would look at her with this nasty look on your face, a complete grimace of utter disbelief and disgust and then youâd scoff, in ellies eyes? you had looked at her, acknowledged her, given her a bit of your attentionâŚand it only made her want to be your lap dog, but unfortunately thatâs all the attention ellie had ever gotten from youâŚmean stares.
dina and her boyfriend jesse would notice the way ellieâs eyes lighted up slightly when you grimaced at her, they both scoffed to them selves, knowing what a complete fool their friend was.
at night after a boring school day, ellie would lie in her bed with her phone dangling from her cold and calloused hand, her eyes focused on the sight of you- from a picture she found on your instagram, your graciously perfect curves and thighs, your eyes that looked like the universe, your glistening skinâŚoh, ellie was in a dangerous trance. Her other hand working on her puffy pink pussy that so desperately needed to get touched. pumping in and out with her slender fingers, ellie let out soft whimpers and noises, imagining that you were the one who made her feel like this, your rough but gentle fingers making her squirm and moan while you had that powerful smirk on your face, the one you always have when talking to someone below you, a stark contrast to the innocenct smiles youâd offer the teachers and those stupid boys who shamelessly flirted with you, their eyes only focusing on your round curvy titsâŚthat made her furious, she knew she wasnât exceptionally better than them but she was far more discreet and the difference between her and those men? she wanted to do everything you told her toâŚmeanwhile they just wanted to use her body- in ellieâs eyes you were a goddess, in theirs? another fuckable girl to boost their ego.
Sheâd imagine you riding her dick and screaming out her name, bouncing up and down on the silicone as you bit your lip, making you feel so fucking good and carefree, while still knowing sheâd never be in the position to fuck you, to dominate you, no no noâŚsheâd be too pathetic for that, instead sheâd be grinding on your ass, humping her skin on yours as you degrade her with your venomous words, pathetic dog, you wanna fuck me? then earn it..
you would make a fool out of her, make her feel useless just like you did to poor students on a normal school day.âŚbut with ellie? your cruel taunting words wouldnt work on her, sheâd only want more of you.
this was all in her imagination anyway but it wouldnât stop her from cumming into her black boxers for the third time this night, now filled with her juices, only because of you and the irritating grip you had on her mind.
sheâd lay back on her bed after her high, tired and touch deprived as her own fingers were never enough, she should feel ashamed, and she sometimes did but truth be toldâŚellie did not regret it at all, she knew she was nasty, nasty for imagining you, nasty for making you her sex fantasy, nasty for not giving a fuck. but she couldnât stop herself.
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OCTOBER 28TH
iâm the highlights of october, everyoneâs favorite month, a party had been planned like usual from one of the notorious party hosts, everyone was invited, which could only mean one thing...chaos.
After having brainstormed with dina and jesse for about a week, ellie had finally managed to figure out what her costume would be, it would be as simple as a wolf...a quick memory of her and old best friend trying on halloween masks, giggles and shitty puns running through her mind with a smile on her face, yeah- this was perfect.
ironically enough you had choosen to dress up as a cat, with ears, a painted nose and long nails that could snatch any guy or girl you had your eye on whether they wanted you or not, youâd have the power to get them anyways. a fierce kitty cat fitted you perfectly, it was a costume made for you.
Inside the enormous house, music was blasting and pounding, lights flickering all the colors, the smell of alcohol and sweat evidently stuck out. A glance around at all the people in costumes, it was almost the same atmosphere like there would be in a masquerade ball, it was the thrilling idea of putting on a mask for the night, and letting yourself let lose,
this wasnât a normal party no, this was a chance to be/do/act any way youâd like, and many people had realized that, including ellie. The auburn haired girl had been wanting to talk with you for such a long time but she never had the guts to actually do it, in classes she would always imagine you dropping your pen, then sheâd reach out and pick it up for you to take, hands brushing, fate happening, but of course something like that never actually did make it out of her mind.
Her mind had been running wild the day before the party, hell even the week before, the possibility of her longing desires becoming real?âŚshe couldnât contain herself, the thought of having a chance to talk to you, without the social structures and thick line between popular and not, it was exciting.
Ellie and her friends were sipping beers and passing around a fat joint, Ellie was sitting on the couch, her fair skin filled with freckles like stars, that nobody had ever seen, as she rarely shows her body. her fur glove paws wrapped around the joint and brought it to her lips, she took a long and well deserved hit, weed filling her lungs and system. the familiar feeling was ever so soothing, ellie made a content sigh and leaned back on the couch, her eyes traveling up to the crowd of people standing around and her eyes land on you, she immediately takes notice to your outfit, heat creeping up on her cheeks, a red tint covering her face and one single thought
holy fuck.
the way your dress hugged your body was enough to send ellie into a complete spiral, or the way your face was slightly painted, with your eyes covered in black eyeshadow, making you look like you could manipulate someones mind just by a quick glance.
ellie couldnt tear her eyes away from you, it was impossible when you looked so damn good, she wanted nothing more than for you to look at her, give her attention, give her validation. she wanted nothing else but to be at your feet. Ellie was ready to bite you, like a dog running after a cat, sheâd be on your tailâŚleaping next to you at every step you took. Her gaze secretly lands on your chest, plump tits looking like a snack for her to devour, she wanted her tongue all over you, to lick you up, to feel your honey colored, shiny ski-
âhello?? earth to ellie?â the girl was pulled out of her trance, which might have been good because ellie was suddenly feeling way too hot and lustful, yeah it was the definitely the weed's fault, or so she convinced herself as if she pinning over you yesterday. âfuck- sorry yeah, what were you saying dee?â dina punched her arm and rolled her eyes. âoh my god ellie, were you staring at her again?! you know you canât get her- just back off alreadyâ, dina was a good friend, she and ellie had been best friends since forever, which meant dina had no shame in being blunt and direct, telling ellie the truth that she didnt want to realize. Ellie grumbles and runs a hand over her face, feeling caught, but nevertheless her gaze once again falling back on you and more so- your chest that sat so beautiful in your black dress. âow?! wha- i know that, you donât have to point it out..â
dina scoffed at this, as she immediately noticed her dumb friend returning her gaze to you, âjeez ellie, stop looking at her ti-â
âface!â she interrupted quickly and looked at her friend with a slight smirk, the alcohol mixed with the weed running through her veins made her feel slightly more confident. âeugh you're like a nasty dog, and not in a good wayâ dina rolls her eyes and takes the joint from ellies hand, ellie lets out a cackle at her choice of words, but not denying them..she was definitely a nasty dog when it came to you.
ellie's pinning hadn't flown past your head, nothing did, of course you had noticed, you notice everything..if only ellie knew that, when she was shamelessly staring at you. but enough about that, were you going to do anything about it? absolutely not, many peopleâs eyes landed in you, if you gave one of them attention, others would just want your attention even more.
you had the upper hand in this and you werent going to do anythingâŚbut then why did it annoy you so much that her eyes were on you? usually you didnât careâŚbut something about ellie made you intrigued, and you fucking hated it.
ellie didnât know how it happened, her feet had leaped up and were suddenly moving towards you, she couldnât stop her feet they had a mind of their own right now and it was freaking ellie out
donât act stupid ellie, fuck youâre dressed as a wolf?! and you except her to wanna talk to you
she stopped behind you, god you were even prettier up close, no ellie stop- act normal- before she could continue her nervous rambling inside her head, you had turned around and looked at her, your eyebrows scrunched with an annoyed look on your face, shit, ellie couldnât tell if she regretted everything in that moment or if this was worth it as she got the chance to see you up close for once.
âum hi..?, what was your name again?â you glare at her like she was just an annoying bug in your face that you desperately wanted to get rid of. but ellie didnât care she was too focused on your face. your kitty ears fitted you so well in your smooth messy hair and your painted nose made her want to crumble on the spot. ellie couldnât tell if she was drooling or not, she might as well have been because of your outstanding beauty, you were like nothing she had seen before. âoh-..uh..i-im ellieâ
you laugh in her face, the sound sending a lightning bolt through her body. âwell.. ellie, you shouldâve dressed up as a stalker to make up for your behaviorâ you cross your arms and look at her, taking in every inch of her skin, the poor girl felt so nervous and intimidated yet turned on under your hard gaze, âmy behavior? what um what do you mean?-i- wasnât-â
ellies words get caught off as you interrupted her, not having time or energy for her boring lies âi-i-iâ..donât play dumb with me,â you mock her stuttering with a cold tone of voice, clearly trying to use one of your classic mean girl techniques, ellie convinced herself she wasnât bothered but truth be told she felt a little irritated, she felt herself become a little hurt by your bluntness and mean words, maybe her fondness of you was exactly what it was, just a facade she could see from the distance, ellieâs thoughts stopped as you spoke your next words with a smirk on your face and an innocent voice, âshouldnât a good puppy like you learn some mannersâŚâ
she sucked in her breath, a blush creeping up her pale cheeks. your words were evil, and so not meant in any way but evil, you were trying to make her feel intimidated and it was workingâŚbut she couldnât help but notice the touch of lust in your eyes, or maybe she was just drunk. her body was hot, her gaze finding your face, your evil grin paired with the most innocent, precious eyes she had ever seen, her previous irritation hadnât faded completely but her temptations were definitely ruling over it. nasty thoughts springing in her mind, too unholy to be present right now, and you knew that.
âiâm a wolfâŚâ she mumbled quietly under her breath, in reality she wanted to respond with a drop to her knees, but that wasnât realistic yet. âis that barking, i hear coming from you??â you mockingly put up a hand to your ear pretending to listen for barks, looking at her as if she was nothing but a unpropper dog. Your gaze stays steady, challenging her to talk back, but a glint in her eyes shows she's up for the game, and youâre ready, not backing down an inch. ellie couldnât help her spark of confidence in her next words. âfunny, coming from someone dressed like a kittenâ ellie licks her lips and speaks with a small smirk, tilting her head slightly, the alcohol for sure made ellie do it, in the real world sheâd never have the guts to be playful with you.
You narrowed your eyes at her, not expecting her to say that, a cackle leaves your lips and you cross your arms and study her face. âoh now look whoâs getting bold, did the little dog finally learn to bite back? hm?â your expression taunting, your irritation still present but an intriguing look in your eyes had appeared, waiting to see if ellie had the guts to really challenge you or if it was just a quick moment. she couldnât figure you out, the tension was thick between the two girls
ellie didnât want to respond, she didnt know what to say that could satisfy your question, sheâd do anything for this moment to never end.
âm...maybe i didâ the auburn haired girl reponds a little unsure of herself but she hides it with a steady face, she wanted to prove herself to you, prove that she wasnt just nervous rack. âmaybe? oh ellen...iâd love to see that happening from someone like youâ you smile innocently, knowing full well her name wasnât ellen but she didnât have to know that.
âits ellie...and, i can barkâ she said, raising her chin higher to prove her point, her green eyes holding your gaze. Sheâs on edge, unsure if sheâs just woken up something she canât handle.
â..and i can scratchâ you lean closer, the distance suddenly becoming much smaller, ellie could see the tiny spots on your nose and the way your lips were neatly formed and pressed towards, your piercing eyes finding ellieâs green orbits, staring daggers into her skull, ellie couldâve sworn she saw you looking at her lips for a split second, but she wasnât sureâŚ
does she want me the same way i want her?- no ellie, remember what dina said.
âbut you already know that, donât you?âŚellieâ oh the brown haired girl knew it very well, everyone didâŚyou scratched like a kitten, you had your claws on everyone. She was speechless for a moment before nodding compliantly and before she could let out a real response you beat her to it, with the same smirk you had on your face the entire time. âthatâs what i figured, enjoy the party ellen.â you reach your hand out and pat her head, your long nails making contact with her chestnut colored hair, in the most taunting annoying way ever and then you just disappear into the crowd of people, leaving ellie standing like a flustered mess, a hopeless, pathetic, blushing mess. she had never expected her first conversation with you to be like this.
warnings: public sex, fingering r! receiving, squirting.
you watched the pretty sights of the ocean below you from your window seat. engulfed in the dramatic blue hues as you felt Ellie lay her head on your shoulder and tilt her face up to place kisses along your jaw, making you hum at the tickle of her eyelashes on your skin as she pushed her face deeper into the side of your neck âhm whatâs up baby?â
instead of answering. her shy self simply continues pressing the plush of her lips against the sensitive spot on your neck. she sucked softly and ran her tongue across the bruised skin. her fingertips making goosebumps appear as they trailed your flesh, up your inner thigh, towards the pair of panties you wore and lightly bumped your clit as you squeezed your eyes shut, suppressing a whimper and hiding your face in your headrest while she shamelessly licks away at you, her spit making a mess as she licks it up, groaning against your skin.
she goes to flip your skirt and dip her fingers into your waistband but you grip her wrist, your eyes pleading for her not to make you feel like this on a plane in front of hundreds of pairs of eyes as you whisper âweâre going to get caughtâ her eyes twinkle, almost like she enjoyed the idea of being caught with her fingers drenched as they pushed in and out of your cunt âyou just gotta be quiet princessâ she shrugs as she grips your thigh assuringly, making your clit beat as you bite your lip in thought and guide her hand between your legs, shooting a nod at her with a shy smile on your face.
she rests her head back on your shoulder and closes her eyes with you. to everyone else it looked like you both were sleeping. it looked almost impossible to tell that you were pulling your underwear aside as her finger slipped against the slick that glistened against your pussy as you spread your legs further. she whispers a âfuckâ under her breath as yours hitches when she presses your clit softly, teasing it then massaging it in little circles as you squirmed in your seat, resisting the urge to hook your arm under you thigh and hike your leg up to make more room for the fingertip that pressed against your entrance, threatening to go deeper as it pushed only slightly inside you, making a groan slip from your throat before she pulled out and teased your huddle of nerves again.
you felt so embarrassed at the fact she had you literally wrapped around your finger, completely willing to do anything for her as you felt her finally slip her slick coated finger inside you, giving you a stare that was playful yet stern. daring you to get you both caught.
you tried to distract yourself. you tried to take in the sights of the clouds and the blues that surrounded them but you just couldnât ignore the feel of her pressing against your g spot as your back arched in the seat and your palms pressed to the back of the chair in front of you, your eyes squeezed shut and your lips parting with almost silent breathless pants.
âellieâ she ignores your whisper of warning. she was preoccupied with the feel of you closing around her fingers, the feel of her pussy beating in her underwear and eventually the feeling of your fingernails sinking into her tattooed forearm, both of your hands squeezing onto her for dear life as your body curled in on itself. your feet left the ground as your legs crossed, wanting to keep her there forever.
âellie!â you whisper shout in warning as your cunt clamps around her âi knowâ she says, zoned out at the sound of your breaths raising in pitch.
you knew how loud you got when you came and so did ellie, she knew how much you didnât want to get caught but she also knew how much you wanted to cum when her other hand gripped your thigh as she did a quick check around her before she pulled your legs apart and dipped her head, giving a teasing kiss directly onto your clit with her fingers still inside you.
your hips stuttered as you gripped the back of her head, pulling her away from you.
your eyes teared up as you felt your orgasm creep closer even though you fought it. your eyes meeting ellies as you pleaded âi- i cantâ a warning of no matter how much you fought it you couldnât stop yourself.
she dips her head again, not minding the harsh pull you gave her auburn locks as she swiped her tongue across your clit and hummed into you before coming back up to your face, her hand covering your mouth as she almost kissed your ear, going so close, her words only for you as she spoke softly âthen donât.â
and just like that your eyes rolled back and your head followed suit, landing against the headdress as your eyes clamped shut and you whimpered against her palm. ellie faking a cough to cover the muffled pornographic sounds that hit her palm as she pulled her fingers from inside you. she gave your pussy a light pat as a âwell doneâ before rearranging your skirt.
ellie lowered her drool covered palm from your lips while you canât help but make doe eyes at her, greatfull for her touch as your high continued to course through you.
she pecked at your cheek âyou done so good for me princessâ she cooed as you dozed off against her shoulder, missing the look that the old couple in the row beside you tossed in your direction. ellie simply rolled her eyes at them and sucked the taste of you off her fingers as she sighed to herself contently.
âËâš ă ¤synopsis; Class was now the brightest spot in your day, thanks to your Professor's praise and smiles. You were falling for her fast. Lectures were once dreaded but now awaited, all because of her. if only to be around her moreâŚ
â๨ŕ§ËâĄË࣪ wc / cw ; 8.2k || smuttt!!!! , age gap , swearing , angst? , situation ship idk , kissing , r touches herself to the thought of e , eating out ( e & r receiving ) , strap on usage ( r receiving) , breast sucking ( e receiving ) , I thinkkk thatâs all????
âś a/n; hihiiii another professor ellie fic bc u guys lav ittt and i do toođ¤ happy fall !!
You walked into your first class of the new semester, dreading the next few hours of lecturing and notes. The room was almost empty, with only a handful of other students sitting about, all probably feeling the same as you were. Upon checking the roster, you saw a name that would be the source of your next few months of pain.
As the last students trickled in, there was a loud click from the door, signaling the class was about to start. Everyone looked up, watching as the Professor placed her books on the desk and turned to look at the class. She was a tall, attractive woman, her hair cut just above her shoulders. Her voice echoed through the room as she finally spoke.
"Hello class, name is Professor Williams."
She paused, looking out across the room at her students. She then pulled out a small paper, glancing down at it and back up at the students. She pulled her glasses out of her pocket and slipped them on as she spoke again.
"I'll be your Literature professor, and I hope this won't be a waste of my time or yours..."
She folded the paper up and stuck it back in her pocket, before walking over to her desk and resting her hands along the edges of the surface, looking back out across the room full of students.
"I hope the lot of you will be paying attention this semester, as I don't have much tolerance for slacking. If you feel yourself falling behind, make sure to come speak to me during my office hours. Understood?"
You couldn't help but steal a glance at your Professor as she spoke. She was a lot more attractive than you had first assumed. This was definitely going to be a long semester for you as a student.
As the Professor continued talking, you were only half-listening in class, paying more attention to the way she stood than to what she was actually saying. You took in the way she looked and her figure, finding yourself already attracted to her.
She continued to walk back and forth across the room as she lectured. You couldn't help but think about the way her hips moved as she walked, or the way that her glasses hung on the edge of her nose. She wasn't old or anything, though she was definitely older than you.
She was in the middle of her lecture when she noticed you zoning out. She paused for a second, before walking over and standing directly in front of your desk.
"you, is there a reason you seem distracted today? Do I not have your attention?"
Her tone was firm, leaving little room for excuses or slacking off. From up close though, you could see a few more details of her face, including the way her green eyes shone under her glasses.
You sat up in your seat, now under the gaze of your Professor. You mumbled out a quick apology, before giving a very half-hearted excuse about not having much sleep.
 She eyed you suspiciously, not seeming fully convinced by your excuse. Her eyes studied you for a moment, before she finally spoke up again.
"You better make sure you're paying attention for the rest of class. Got that?"
She stared down at you for a moment longer, before turning on her heel and walking back to the front of the room. You could feel your heart beating a little faster after having been directly in front of your Professor
The class continued for the next hour or so, before the Professor closed a book on her desk and spoke up, signaling the end of class.
"Class is dismissed for today."
The students packed up their things and began to file out of the classroom. You began packing up your own things, when you heard a voice from behind you.
"Hold on a moment."
The voice was quiet, but firm. You turned around, to see her, the Professor sitting at her desk, sorting papers into her file. She glanced up at you, before gesturing forward with her hand.
"Come here please, for a moment.
She waited for you to walk over, before folding her hands on the desk and looking up at you. It was a little intimidating, how she looked up and stared at you with those emerald eyes behind her glasses.
"I want to discuss your *attentiveness* during class today."
She spoke in a firm, steady tone, making it clear that she wasn't joking around. She pushed her glasses up her nose, before speaking again.
"You were out of it the whole time, what's distracting you?" She asked, suddenly you felt like your lips were sealed.
The Professor stared up at you with a firm expression, her sharp, emerald eyes studying you from behind her glasses. Her tone was blunt and straightforward, much like the rest of her demeanor.
"So I'm gonna ask again. Why were you not paying attention in class today?"
You met the Professor's gaze, the direct and firm tone of her voice making you feel a little on edge. You managed to mumbled out a quick reply, not wanting to dig yourself into a deeper hole.
"Um.. was just tired...not much sleep, yknow.."
The Professor seemed to study you closer at your response, her eyes remaining fixed on you. She let out a quiet scoff, her expression unreadable.
"That's all, is it? Just tired?"
She leaned back in her chair, folding her arms over her chest. Her voice held doubt, her brow raised slightly.
"Is that what I should expect for the rest of the semester? You just being tired in class?"
You hastily answered, not wanting to keep her waiting.
"no miss, of course not."
she was just so fucking intimidating.
She Professor chuckled quietly, the corner of her mouth upturning in a half-smile.
"Good, I didn't think so. Because I don't have a lot of patience for slacking off in my classes."
She leaned forward again, studying your face for a moment longer. You felt a little uneasy, under her intense gaze.
"I don't expect to see you falling asleep in my lectures, ever again, understand?"
You nodded, a slight feeling of uneasiness in the pit of your stomach. Her intense stare and firm tone scared you a little to say the least.
She continued to stare at you, not speaking for a moment. Her face was still completely unreadable, her emerald eyes locked on yours.
"good. I'll be keeping my eye on you. Make sure I don't see you being distracted like that again."
She stood up from her desk, folding her arms as she stood to her full stature. She still was a bit taller than you, which wasn't a surprise, yet it still made you feel a little vulnerable under her gaze.
"Now go on, class is over."
Her firm voice broke the silence, signaling for you to go. Her expression didn't soften or change, the only sign of any emotion being her one half-raised eyebrow.
You quickly grabbed your things and slung your bag over your shoulder, giving a quick nod before hurrying out of the classroom. As you left, you spared one final glance back over your shoulder at your Professor. She was already back at her desk, flipping through papers, looking as stern as ever.
You couldn't shake the feeling that she was watching you closely now, her emerald eyes boring into your back as you hastened down the hallway.As you walked, you replayed the scene in your head. Her words echoed in your mind: "I don't expect to see you falling asleep in my lectures, ever again, understand?" The way she said it, with that commanding toneÂ
and unyielding gaze, made it clear she meant business.Â
You had to try harder, be more focused. But why did it matter so much to her?Â
The rest of the day was pretty typical as far as classes go. A few hours of class, some note-taking and lecture, boring stuff. The whole time, thoughts of your Professor were in the back of your mind. Her stern expression and firm tone didnât seem to leave your brain, replaying over and over in your mind.
You finally reached the empty locker room, where you quickly changed out of your uniform and into casual clothes.Â
As you glanced in the mirror, you caught a glimpse of a familiar figure waiting outside - your best friend, Mia. She waved at you, her bright smile a welcome respite from the tense atmosphere of the school."Hey, sleepyhead!" Mia teased, noticing your frazzled expression. "What's got you so riled up?"
"Oh, you know, just the usual stress of being a teenager," you replied with a half-hearted chuckle, trying to brush off the lingering unease. "And a stern lecture from Professor Williams to top it off."Mia raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. "What did she say that was so bad?" You hesitated, not wanting to share the full extent of your interaction with your friend. But Mia's concerned expression encouraged you to open up."She caught me dozing off in class again," you admitted sheepishly.
 "She warned me not to fall asleep in her lectures again."
Mia looked at you with genuine concern, her eyes softening behind her glasses. "Hey, it's okay if you're tired sometimes. We all have off days," she said reassuringly. "But if it keeps happening, maybe we should talk to the school about getting you a tutor or something to help you stay on top of the work too."You appreciated Mia's concern, but that wasn't quite the issue at hand.Â
As you pondered how to broach the subject, your mind drifted back to your earlier encounter with Professor Williams. A flutter of nervous excitement coursed through you as you recalled the way her emerald eyes had locked onto yours.Â
Before you could second-guess yourself, the words tumbled out."Mia, I... I think I might have a bit of a crush on Professor Williams," you confessed, your cheeks flushing pink in the process."A crush? On your teacher?" Mia's eyes widened in surprise, her head cocking to the side. "Well, I guess that's not entirely unheard of."
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After your candid conversation with Mia, you both decided to part ways, promising to meet up later to grab some lunch. As you headed home, your mind was a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts.Â
You couldn't believe you had actually admitted your attraction to your teacher, and even more astonishing was how little Mia seemed to think of it as a big deal.Â
Her nonchalant attitude put you at ease, and for the first time, the idea of having feelings for Professor Williams didn't feel so taboo or wrong.The brisk walk home gave you a chance to process everything, and by the time you arrived, you had settled into a more composed state of mind.Â
Entering your room, you kicked off your shoes and dropped your bag onto the floor, ready to collapse onto your bed and try to forget about the day's events.
But as you glanced around, taking in the familiar surroundings of your bedroom, you found yourself drawn back to the encounter with Professor Williams.Â
The memory of her piercing gaze and commanding presence lingered, making your pulse quicken and a shiver run down your spine.You shook your head, trying to clear the distracting thoughts. You needed to focus on your schoolwork and extracurricular activities.
You pulled out your homework, focusing intently on the math problems in front of you. As you worked, your mind kept drifting back to her.Â
You found yourself wondering what she was like outside of the classroom - did she have hobbies or a family? What kind of person was she when she wasn't playing the role of the strict teacher? The more you learned, the more fascinated you became.Â
Your phone was nearby, and before long, you found yourself scrolling through social media, looking for any mention of your Professor.Â
You came across a few old news articles featuring her, and you read with interest about her work as a leading researcher in her field. Time seemed to slip away from you as you continued to browse, and soon it was well past your bedtime.Â
You glanced over at your bed, feeling suddenly very tired, but also too engrossed in what you were reading to resist finding out more.
As you continued scrolling through the articles and posts about your teacher, your mind began to wander to more intimate scenarios.Â
You imagined what it would be like to be alone with her, to feel her strong hands on your body, to taste her lips. The fantasy took hold of you, and before you knew it, you were stroking yourself, your breathing growing heavier as the images in your head became more vivid and explicit.
Your fingers moved deftly, mimicking the actions you longed for her to perform on you. You pictured her leaning over you, her emerald eyes burning with desire as she explored every inch of your skin.Â
The thought of her full lips on your neck sent a shiver through you, and you quickened your pace as the pleasure built inside you.Your fantasies intensified, and soon you were picturing her on top of you, her hips grinding against yours in a slow, sensual rhythm. You could almost feel the heat of her body, the softness of her curves pressed against you.Â
The mental images were so real, so visceral, that it was like having the real thing, even as you maintained your solitary pleasure.Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as the tension coiled tighter within you, ready to burst.
The fantasy reached its climax, and you came with a quiet moan, your fingers still moving in the aftershocks. As the pleasure subsided, a wave of shame washed over you. What was wrong with fantasizing about your teacher? She was a real person with a life outside of the classroom.Â
You felt dirty, like you had betrayed the trust between a student and teacher.You lay there in the afterglow, your mind reeling from the intensity of the fantasy and the subsequent guilt. You knew you needed to get a grip on yourself.Â
I mean she was just an attractive woman, but she was still your teacher. You had to learn to see her in a more professional light, as an authority figure rather than an object of desire.
With a heavy sigh, you got up and changed into your pajamas. As you settled back into bed, you made a silent promise to yourself: you would try harder in class, stay focused, and avoid letting your mind wander to such inappropriate places again.
As you drifted off to sleep, your mind was still replaying the events of the day. Her stern gaze, her firm tone, the way her body seemed to exude an air of power and control.Â
You knew you needed to push these thoughts aside, to compartmentalize your feelings for the sake of maintaining a healthy dynamic with your teacher.Â
But as you slept, your subconscious continued to weave fantasies around her, spinning tales of forbidden passion and secret trysts.When you woke up the next morning, the lingering guilt from the previous day's escapades still lingered, but it was tempered by a sense of determination.Â
You made yourself a quick breakfast and got ready for school, resolving to stay focused and on track throughout the day.
As you walked to class, you couldn't help but glance over your shoulder, half-expecting to see williams standing there, watching you. The thought sent a shiver down your spine, and you quickly looked away, trying to quell the butterflies in your stomach.
When you arrived in her classroom, you took your usual seat and began to unpack your things. Your eyes kept drifting back to the closed door, waiting for the moment she would sweep in with her commanding presence.
As the minutes ticked by, your anticipation grew. You found yourself checking the clock every so often, wondering where she was and when she would arrive.Â
You knew she was punctual, always arriving right at the start of class, but for some reason, you were extra anxious today.Hearing the door click open, you jumped in your seat, your heart racing as she stepped into the room.Â
Her eyes scanned the classroom, locking onto you for a brief moment before moving on to the rest of the students.Â
You felt a flush rise to your cheeks at the intensity of her gaze, as if she could see right through to the swirling mix of emotions within you.As she began to take roll, her voice was crisp and authoritative, putting you at ease. You settled back into your usual state of focused attention, determined to make a good impression and show her you could stay on task.
But every time your gaze wandered to her, you found yourself lost in the same fantasies that had plagued you the night before. You saw her standing beside your desk, her emerald eyes burning with a different kind of intensity. You pictured her bending down to whisper in your ear, her breath hot against your skin.
You pushed through the rest of the lesson, determined to stay focused. As the class ended and your classmates began to file out, you remained seated, carefully packing away your things. You couldn't help but steal glances at her, who was tidying up her desk. When she finally looked up, her gaze met yours, and you felt that same jolt of electricity as their eyes locked.
Walking over to you, she leaned down, her voice low so as not to disturb the other students still in the room. "You seemed to be paying attention today," she said, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Keep up the good work."
You sat in silence for a moment, trying to gather your thoughts, before turning to Professor Williams with a grateful smile. "Thank you, Professor. I really appreciate it." you said sincerely, meeting her gaze for a brief moment.Â
She nodded in acknowledgement, her expression softening slightly before she turned her attention back to her papers."You're welcome," she replied simply, not looking up from her work.Â
You knew that was her way of showing approval without making a big fuss about it.
With a final nod, you stood up and made your way to the door, your footsteps echoing in the emptying classroom.Â
As you stepped out into the bustling hallway, you felt a sense of pride and accomplishment wash over you. You had done well, and Professor Williams had noticed. The rest of the day passed in a blur of classes and conversations with friends, but the memory of her praise and the intensity of her gaze lingered in your mind, a constant reminder of your growing attraction to your strict yet caring teacher.
You met up with Mia at your favorite coffee shop, eager to share the events of the day. As you settled into your seats, sipping your hot beverages, you recounted every detail - from Professor Williams' stern warning to her praise for your focus in class. Mia listened intently, her expression shifting from concern to amusement as you described your growing attraction to the teacher."Wow, it sounds like she really has you wrapped around her finger," Mia teased.
 "But seriously, I'm proud of you for staying focused today. Maybe try to enjoy the attention from your hot teacher without letting it get too distracting, yeah?"
Mia playfully rolled her eyes. "Okay, enough about your hot teacher. Let's talk about something else that's been on your mind lately." You both spent the next hour chatting and laughing over steaming cups of coffee, discussing everything from your favorite TV shows to your plans for the upcoming weekend.Â
As the afternoon wore on, you glanced the time on your phone and stood up, gathering your things. "I should probably get going," you said with a yawn. "I have some homework to finish up." Mia nodded understandingly. "Yeah, I should probably get back to studying too. See you later, sleepyhead." With a wave and a smile, you parted ways, heading home as the sun began to set.
You arrived home, dumped your bag on the floor, and settled into your desk chair. Pulling out your textbooks and notebook, you dove into your homework with a focused mindset.Â
Hours slipped by as you worked through math problems and studied for your upcoming history test.Â
By the time you finished, the clock read 10 pm. Feeling satisfied with a day's worth of work, you changed into your PJs and crawled into bed, the events of the day drifting through your mind as your eyelids grew heavy.Â
With a contented sigh, you let yourself fall into a deep, dreamless sleep, ready to face another day of school and secret crushes.
Weeks passed, and each day, you found yourself being held back after class by wiliams. Your initial nervousness gave way to comfort and anticipation as you looked forward to these one-on-one sessions.Â
She would often lean in close to point out mistakes in your notes, her breath warm against your skin.Â
Her praise and corrections were always delivered in that same low, velvety tone that made your heart race.
One particular day, as you were scribbling down a summary of the lesson, she moved to stand behind you. peered over your shoulder, her body heat radiating onto your neck. You could feel her eyes on you, but when you turned to meet her gaze, she simply smiled and nodded in approval.Â
The intimacy of the moment sent a shiver down your spine, and you found yourself stealing glances at her reflection in the classroom window as she stood there, her body silhouetted by the late afternoon sun.
As the bell rang, signaling the end of class, Professor Williams took a step closer, her voice low. "Keep up the good work," she whispered, her lips nearly brushing your ear. "I'm always here if you need helpâwith anything."
On this particular afternoon, as you were chatting away after class, Professor Williams brought up a topic that caught your attention. She mentioned a research project she was working on, and you found yourself asking questions, genuinely interested in her work.Â
As the conversation flowed, she shared more about her personal life, revealing tidbits that humanized her in your eyes.Â
You were struck by how down-to-earth and relatable she seemed, despite her authority figure status.Â
And then, she dropped a bombshell that made your heart skip a beat."By the way," she said with a casual shrug, "I'm Ellie." The name felt foreign on your tongue, yet somehow intimate, as if you were being let in on a secret.Â
You met her gaze, and for a moment, you just stared, trying to process the revelation that your strict, enigmatic teacher was actually named Ellie."It's nice to meet the real you, Ellie," you managed to stammer out, a flush creeping up your neck at the boldness of your words.Â
She laughed, a soft, melodic sound, and nodded in agreement. "Likewise, I suppose." The tension in the air was palpable as you both stood there, the usual boundaries between teacher and student feeling suddenly blurred.
The rest of the lesson passed in a blur, your minds both elsewhere as you navigated the usual routine of taking roll and handing out assignments.Â
When the bell finally rang, signaling the end of class, you lingered, reluctant to break the spell that had settled over you.Â
Professor...Ellie stood by her desk, seemingly equally loathe to end the encounter."So," she said, breaking the silence, "I'll see you tomorrow." The way she said it, the implication was clear - this new dynamic between you two wasn't going to disappear.Â
With a final nod, you turned and left the classroom, your steps uncharacteristically slow and heavy, your mind reeling with the revelation of your teacher's real name and the unspoken tension between you.
Over the next few days, you found yourself glancing over your shoulder more often than usual, half-expecting to catch a glimpse of Ellie in the hallway. Each time you saw her, your heart skipped a beat.Â
The familiarity of her name on her lips felt strange yet intimate, like a secret shared between friends rather than teacher and student.Â
You couldn't help but wonder what other aspects of her personality she might reveal, now that the mask of professionalism seemed to be slipping.Ellie held you back after class again, and you settled into your usual seat, eager to continue your conversations.Â
As she spoke about her latest research findings, you listened intently, feeling a growing sense of admiration for the brilliant, multifaceted person she was. Her eyes met yours, and you felt an undeniable spark, as if the air between you was charged with an electric current.
As the days passed, you started noticing a pattern in Ellie's words. Every so often, she'd call you something endearing - "pretty", "sweetheart", even "pretty girl". Each time, her voice would drop an octave, her emerald eyes sparkling with a knowing glint.Â
You felt yourself melting under her affectionate terms, your heart racing at the subtle hints of her desire.Â
It was as if, little by little, Ellie was claiming you as hers, whispering sweet nothings into your ear during private conversations after class.Â
You found yourself craving these moments, these stolen glances and half-whispered pet names that made you ache with a longing you couldn't quite name.
One day, as you were engaged in your usual post-class chat with Ellie, a bold idea struck you. You decided to test the waters, to see just how far you could push the boundaries of your budding connection.Â
With a confident smile playing on your lips, you reached out and gently brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear, your fingertips grazing her soft skin.Â
Ellie's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned into your touch, a subtle nod of approval in her gaze. Emboldened, you let your hand linger on her cheek for a moment before pulling back, your heart pounding in your chest.Â
The air between you crackled with tension as you awaited her reaction, unsure if you had overstepped or not.
Your pulse raced as Ellie's green eyes locked onto yours, a silent communication passing between you. Her lips, full and inviting, were mere inches from yours.Â
The air felt electric, charged with the promise of something new, something forbidden. And then, in a move that felt both spontaneous and inevitable, Ellie closed the gap, her lips pressing against yours in a kiss that sent shockwaves through your entire being.Â
The world around you faded into oblivion as you melted into her, your tongues dancing in a sensual tango.Â
Time stood still as you lost yourself in the taste and feel of Ellie, your crush finally blossoming into something real, something tangible. When you finally broke apart for air, both of you were breathless, gazing at each other with a mix of wonder and desire. The game was changed, the rules rewritten in the heat of that stolen moment.
As the kiss deepened, Ellie's hands became more exploratory, roaming over your body with a sense of wonder and desire. She pulled you closer, her fingers trailing down your back to the curve of your hips, before finally placing you gently on the edge of her desk.Â
You felt a thrill of excitement at the sudden shift in position, your pulse racing in time with her touch."Is this okay?" Ellie breathed against your lips, her question tinged with a hint of nervousness. You nodded, your answer lost in a moan as her hand slid up your thigh, fingertips dancing just above the hem of your skirt."Can I touch you here?" she asked next, her question specific and tantalizing.Â
You nodded again, your breath hitching in your throat as her palm made contact with your inner thigh, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through you.
With a soft gasp, Ellie's other hand reached up to tangle in your hair, tugging gently to angle your head just right for her kisses. Her lips trailed down your neck, leaving a trail of heat in their wake, before finally settling on the soft skin of your collarbone."You feel so good," she murmured against your skin, her words a mere whisper of the passion burning between you.
Ellie's touch was like a flame, burning away the last of your inhibitions as she explored every inch of you. Her fingers dipped higher, teasing the fabric of your underwear, before pausing altogether as she gazed into your eyes."What do you want, sweetheart?" she asked softly, her lips brushing against yours in a feather-light caress.Â
You felt a rush of desire at the endearment, your heart pounding in time with the racing of your pulse. You took a chance, your hand reaching out to cup the curve of her breast, feeling the soft swell of her flesh through the thin fabric of her blouse."Like this?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. Ellie's eyes fluttered closed, a soft gasp escaping her lips as you touched her. "just like that," she breathed, her hand moving to cover yours.Â
Just as the intensity of your passion was reaching a fever pitch, a sudden knock at the door broke the spell. Ellie's eyes flew open, a startled look washing over her features as she quickly pulled back from you. "Wait here," she whispered urgently, scrambling to tidy her disheveled hair and straighten her blouse.Â
You remained frozen on the edge of her desk, your heart still racing from the intimacy of the moment, as Ellie made her way to the door. She opened it a crack, peering out to confirm the identity of the visitor before allowing them in. You overheard muffled voices, a brief conversation that ended with Ellie's apologetic tone. "I'll be right out guys. We were just wrapping up." As soon as she closed the door once more, Ellie turned back to you, a sheepish grin on her face. "Looks like we need to pick this up another time, forgot I asked my friends to pick me up.." she said with a sigh, though her eyes still sparkled with desire.Â
You reluctantly climbed down from the desk, smoothing out your skirt as you stood before her. "I'll see you tomorrow," you managed to say, your voice husky with lingering arousal. she nods and gives you a small peck on the lips.
Days turned into weeks, and the strange dynamic between you and Ellie settled into a new normal. You no longer met after class, no longer exchanged flirtatious banter or charged glances.Â
It was as if the magical bubble that had surrounded you both had suddenly popped, leaving reality to intrude once more. You found yourself wondering if the whole experience had just been a vivid fantasy, a product of your overactive imagination.Â
But then, one fateful day, you stayed after class, lingers in the doorway of the empty classroom. Ellie looked up from her desk, a look of surprise on her face. "You still here?" she asked, her voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia.Â
You took a step inside, your heart pounding in your chest. "Yeah, I wanted to ask you something," you said softly, your voice barely above a whisper. Ellie's eyes widened, a mix of curiosity and apprehension etched across her features. "What is it?" she asked, her question heavy with unspoken meaning.
You took a deep breath, your heart pounding in your chest as you finally voiced the question that had been eating at you for weeks. "What are we, Ellie?" you asked softly, your words hanging in the air like a challenge.Â
She looked taken aback by the directness of your query, her eyes widening slightly as she searched for the right words. "Well, for starters, you're my student," she replied, a touch of sternness creeping into her voice.Â
But you noticed the way her eyes softened as she took in your expression, a subtle nod of understanding. "But that's not all, is it?" you pressed, your voice barely above a whisper.Â
Ellie sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly as she settled back into her chair. "No, I suppose not," she admitted, her gaze dropping to the desk.
"Look, I know things got... complicated between us," Ellie began, her words slow and measured. "But I never meant for it to go this far. I'm your teacher, for God's sake." She looked up at you, her jade eyes pleading. "I care about you, I really do. But we can't... this isn't right." The words felt like a punch to the gut, the reality of the situation crashing down on you like a ton of bricks.Â
You'd been so caught up in the thrill of the forbidden, the rush of exploring your desires, that you'd forgotten about the potential consequences of your actions. "What are we supposed to do now?" you asked, feeling lost and confused. Ellie stood up, walking over to stand in front of you. "We need to be smart about this," she said, her voice gentle but firm. "Let's take some time to think things through, yeah? I care about you too much to mess this up." With that, she reached out and gently brushed a stray hair behind your ear, her touch soft and reassuring. "I'll see you tomorrow in class, okay?"
You nodded, your heart heavy with the weight of unspoken emotions as you left the classroom. The rest of the day dragged on, each minute feeling like an eternity.Â
Finally, the bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. You lingered outside the classroom, waiting for Ellie to emerge. When she finally did, she looked just as worried and unsure as you felt. "Hey, cmere." she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.Â
You nodded, your throat suddenly dry. Without another word, Ellie reached out and took your hand, leading you out of the building and towards the nearby park.Â
The cool evening air was a welcome respite from the stuffy classroom, and the lack of distractions allowed you to focus on each other. As you walked, Ellie began to speak, her words tumbling out in a rush. "I know things got complicated, and I'm sorry for leading you on. But the truth is... I've developed feelings for you. Real ones." She looked up at you, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "I never meant to hurt you or compromise my integrity as a teacher. But I can't just stop caring about you, no matter what. I need to figure out what this means, for both of us."
As you walked through the park, the sun dipping below the horizon, Ellie's words hung in the air between you.Â
You felt a rush of emotions - relief, hope, and a hint of trepidation all swirled together. "I want to make things right between us," she said softly, her voice laced with uncertainty. "Would you... come over to my place? We can talk, and figure some things out." The invitation felt heavy with unspoken meaning, the boundaries between teacher and student blurring once more.Â
You looked at Ellie, her eyes wide and hopeful, and you knew in that moment that you would follow her anywhere. "Yeah, yeah sure." you said simply, your hand finding hers once more as you followed her off the path and towards her apartment.
Once you arrived at Ellie's apartment, she invited you in, gesturing to the cozy living room. You settled onto the couch, the worn leather creaking under your weight.Â
Ellie took a seat beside you, her thigh pressing against yours as she turned to face you. For a while, you simply sat in comfortable silence, the soft hum of the city outside mingling with the crackle of the nearby fireplace.Â
Finally, Ellie spoke, her voice low and thoughtful. "I know this is a lot to process," she began, her eyes searching yours. "But I care about you, more than I'm willing to admit. And I don't want to lose you, not like this." She reached out, her hand finding yours once more. "Can we... try to make this work? Whatever 'this' ends up being?" The question hung in the air between you, heavy with possibility and uncertainty.
You sat there in silence for a while longer, the weight of Ellie's question hanging heavy in the air. But as the minutes ticked by, you found yourself growing restless, your heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and desire.Â
Without a word, you shifted on the couch, crawling over Ellie until you were half-on top of her. Her eyes widened in surprise as you loomed over her, your face inches from hers. And then, in a move that felt both sudden and inevitable, you kissed her, your lips pressing against hers with a desperate hunger.Â
The world around you faded into oblivion as you lost yourself in the taste and feel of Ellie, your hands roaming over her body with a sense of wonder and desire. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as you deepened the kiss, your tongues dancing in a sensual tango.
The kiss sent shockwaves through both of you, the sudden intimacy breaking down the last of your inhibitions. You could feel Ellie's heart racing beneath your fingertips as you trailed them down her sides, her skin hot and flushed against your touch.Â
She wrapped her arms around you, pulling you closer as she returned the kiss with equal fervor. Your bodies pressed together, the softness of her curves molding against the hardness of yours.Â
The couch creaked beneath you, a steady rhythm that only served to heighten the tension between your tangled limbs. Hands roamed, fingers exploring the contours of skin and flesh, seeking out the sweetest spots to touch and tease. Breaths came in ragged gasps, punctuating the deep, sensual kisses that seemed to last an eternity. The rest of the world receded, leaving only the two of you, lost in a world of desire and passion.
Ellie's fingers intertwined with yours as she gently tugged you towards the door, her eyes gleaming with a mix of anticipation and longing. "My room," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.Â
You nodded, your throat constricting with excitement as you followed her down the hallway. Her room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the lamp casting shadows across the walls. Ellie led you to the bed, the plush carpet barely muffling the sound of your footsteps.Â
She turned to face you, her hands coming up to frame your face, her thumbs tracing the curve of your cheeks. "Tell me to stop if you want," she murmured, her eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation.Â
But you could feel the tension between you, the air practically crackling with the promise of something more. "I don't want to stop," you breathed, your lips finding hers in a hungry, desperate kiss.
The kiss deepened, your bodies pressing together as you lost yourselves in the taste and feel of each other.Â
Ellie's hands slid down your back, her fingers tracing the curve of your spine before coming to rest on your hips, pulling you closer. You could feel the heat of her skin through the thin fabric of her shirt, the scent of her perfume mingling with the sweet tang of her sweat.Â
As the passion mounted, you found yourself growing more bold, your hands roaming over her body with a sense of wonder and desire. You broke the kiss, your breath coming in ragged gasps as you gazed down at her. Your eyes wandered over the soft expanse of her chest, the delicate curves of her collarbones rising just above the neckline of her shirt. Without a word, you leaned in, your lips brushing against the sensitive skin as you kissed a trail down her neck, your hands sliding up to cup her breasts through the fabric.
 "Can I take this off?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. Ellie's eyes fluttered closed, a soft whimper escaping her lips as she nodded. "Please," she breathed, her hands coming up to assist yours, eager to shed the barrier between your skin and hers.
With a gentle tug, you freed Ellie's bra from the confines of her shirt, the soft fabric fluttering to the floor. You gazed up at her, your eyes drinking in the sight of her breasts, the rosy buds peeking out from a swirl of darker areolas.Â
Without hesitation, you leaned in, your tongue darting out to circle one pert nipple, tasting the salty sweetness of her skin. Ellie gasped, her head falling back as she arched into your touch, her fingers tangling in your hair.Â
You suckled harder, the tender flesh filling your mouth, the subtle flavor of her arousal mingling with the clean taste of her skin. Your free hand came up to palm her other breast, kneading the soft flesh as you explored her body with your mouth.Â
Ellie writhed beneath you, her hips bucking up against the growing wet patch in your panties , seeking friction against your straining erection. You released her nipple with a soft pop, trailing kisses along her collarbone as you gazed up at her with a wicked grin. "taste so good," you whispered, your voice husky with desire.
Ellie's eyes widened with desire as she took in the sight of your disrobed form, the soft glow of the lamp casting shadows across your skin. She reached out, her fingers trailing over the curves of your hips, the swell of your breasts, the sensitive skin of your neck.Â
You felt your pulse quicken, your breath hitching in your throat as you gazed back at her, your own eyes shimmering with anticipation. With a gentle tug, Ellie turned you around, her hands gliding over the small of your back as she guided you to sit on the edge of the bed.Â
You felt a rush of excitement as she knelt behind you, her fingers dancing along your spine before disappearing beneath your rear. A gasp escaped your lips as you felt the cool air hit your bared sex, your thighs clenching together instinctively.Â
Ellie's hands were a revelation, her touch both tender and bold as she explored your body with a sense of wonder. You closed your eyes, surrendering to the pleasure, lost in the sensation of her hands on your skin. And then, just as you felt yourself on the brink of ecstasy, Ellie pulled back, her breath coming in soft gasps. "need you so bad,"
Ellie's lips trailed a burning path down your spine, her tongue darting out to taste the salty skin. You arched your back, a low moan escaping your throat as her mouth reached the hem of your panties.Â
Her eyes, dark with desire, met yours as she looked up at you, her question hanging in the air. You nodded, your breath coming in short gasps as you awaited her next move. With a gentle tug, Ellie pulled your panties down your thighs, exposing your glistening folds to her hungry gaze.Â
She inhaled deeply, the scent of your arousal filling her nostrils and making her mouth water. Her hands came up to grip your hips, her fingers digging into the flesh as she leaned in, her hot breath wafting over your most intimate area. You could feel the tension building within you, your body trembling with anticipation. "Please," you whimpered, your voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart.
Ellie's lips curled into a sultry smile as she looked up at you, her eyes gleaming with promise. With a soft hum, she leaned in, her tongue extending to circle your clit with delicate precision.Â
You gasped, your hips bucking up involuntarily as jolts of pleasure shot through your veins. Ellie's hands slid around to cup your ass, her fingers kneading the flesh as she continued her sensual assault. Her tongue danced over your sensitive nub, flicking and swirling in maddening patterns.Â
You writhed beneath her touch, your head thrown back in ecstasy as she explored every inch of your aching flesh. Her breath was hot against you, the moist warmth sending shivers down your spine.Â
You could feel your orgasm building, the coil of tension winding tighter with each languid lap of her tongue. Ellie seemed to sense your impending climax, her pace quickening as she devoured you with a ravenous hunger. You were lost in the throes of pleasure, your mind blanking out everything except the sensation of her mouth on you.
Ellie leaned in close, her lips brushing your ear as she spoke in a husky whisper, her words dripping with desire and sweetness. "Fuck, you feel so good," she murmured, her hips rocking against yours in a slow, sensual rhythm. Her fingers curled around your hips, pulling you down onto the strap-on as she nibbled on your earlobe. "gonna make you feel so good, baby," she promised, her breath hot against your skin.Â
Her tongue flicked out to taste the shell of your ear, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. "like that?" she asked, her voice a wicked purr.Â
Ellie's murmurs grew softer, more intimate as she continued to move within you, her words lost amidst the symphony of pleasure. "Mine..." she breathed, her hips undulating in a slow, sensual grind. "So pretty baby..." Her lips found your neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin as she spoke in hushed tones, her voice a soothing balm against your skin.Â
Her hands roamed your body, tracing the curves of your hips, the swell of your breasts, as her hips continued their relentless pace. "My perfect girl," she whispered, the words a tender caress against your mind as you lost yourself in the throes of passion, her sweetness the soundtrack to your pleasure.Â
as the strap bumped against her clit just the right amount, Ellie teetered on the brink of orgasm, her murmurs grew fewer and further between, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps as she focused all her energy on the building pleasure. "Fuck," she gasped, her hips jerking against yours in a desperate rhythm.Â
Her fingers dug into your hips, holding you in place as she sought that final push to send her over the edge. You felt her tense, her body coiling like a spring, ready to explode at any moment. And then, with a sharp cry, she came, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave, her body shuddering and convulsing in the throes of ecstasy.
Ellie's cry was muffled against your neck, her teeth sinking into the soft flesh as she rode out the waves of pleasure. You felt her pulse quicken, her heart racing against your own as she came undone, her hips continuing to grind against yours in a slow, sensual rhythm. As the aftershocks faded, she lifted her head, her eyes glazed with satisfaction and a hint of lingering lust.Â
She brushed a strand of sweat-dampened hair from your face, her touch gentle as she gazed at you with a look of tender affection. "Holy shit," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "So pretty." She said caressing ur cheek.
As Ellie caught her breath, you shifted positions, lying down on the bed and gesturing for her to join you.Â
With a coy smile, she obliged, straddling your face as she lowered herself onto your outstretched tongue.Â
The musky scent of her arousal filled your nostrils once more, and you licked eagerly at her dripping folds, savoring the taste of her essence. Your hands came up to grip her hips, pulling her closer as you delved into her warmth with increasing urgency, your tongue swirling and circling her sensitive clit.Â
Ellie moaned, her head falling back as she rocked against your face, her fingers tangling in your hair, âfucking hellââ she whimpered.
You could feel her getting close again, her movements growing more desperate as she chased another climax.Â
With a final, intense flick of your tongue, you sent her over the edge once more, her orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave. She came hard, her juices flooding your mouth as she trembled and writhed above you, her cries of pleasure echoing off the walls of the room.
As the waves of her orgasm subsided, Ellie collapsed onto your chest, her body still trembling with aftershocks. You wrapped your arms around her, holding her close as you caught your own breath. "I love you," she murmured, her words muffled against your skin. "So much." "love you too," you replied, your voice soft and content. "Always." You lay there together, wrapped in each other's arms, the sound of your combined heavy breathing filling the room.Â
It was a moment of pure intimacy, a snapshot of a life shared, of two people lost in the comfort and warmth of each other's embrace. And as you basked in the afterglow, you knew that no matter what lay ahead, as long as you had Ellie by your side, everything would be okay. "youâre so perfect," Ellie whispered, her lips brushing your skin. you smiled. "let's just stay like this for a while." And so you did
i just know ellie will spend hours eating you raw, till youâre all swollen and sore and sooo fucking sensitive, just her breath fanning against your slip and slide cunt is enough to make you writhe from her grasp, her tattooed forearm wrestling your bucking abdomen and hips as she mindlessly sucks you off the bone. but to no avail. âlook how puffy this pretty little pussy is, baby, look,â sheâll mutter into the inner-skin of your thigh following with kisses and nips that make you flinch because you canât expect a goddamn thing she does. ellie leans up, shoulders relaxed and eyes eating your cunt hard, but not as hard as her mouth did. she slaps you on that âpretty little puffy pussy,â of yours, (what a bar), and makes you jump again. âel,â you almost bicker, because if she does it just one more time, youâll drench her whole white tee. with your bottom lip caught between your teeth and hands fisting the dark grey sheets of ellieâs bed, you try so very hard not to lose everything sheâs built you up to. but to no avail. youâre soaked, and youâve soaked her too. up her arm and in the crotch of her sweatpants. ellie will make you feel a little silly about all of this too, teasing you by massaging your twitching hips as you come down and whispering soft: âyou feel so good, huh baby? i know you do⌠look at youâŚâ she talks slowly, quietly, and almost oversimplified; she talks easy because youâre a victim to her assault, and nothing is truly getting to your head at this point. a sticky finger is rubbing small circles on your entrance, but never sparing a dip inside, just collecting some of your sweet release on her fingertip and, not licking, but sucking it off like the last drop of freshwater on earth, because she knows youâre watching with a fuck-fried brain.
CW; dark themes, mobboss!ellie, mobboss!reader, hate sex, dubcon, mutual hate, arguments, dom!ellie, sub!reader, gun threats, cutting clothes with switchblade, arguments, nipple sucking/pinching, dirty talk, pain kink, fingering (r receiving).
a/n; i put dubcon bcuz it's hate sex and there are times when it seems it may not be consensual but i pinky swear it is!! (creds to @caspervi for the banner art :3)
"I'm not coming to that conclusion," You spoke through gritted teeth, "Pick an alternative."
"I don't want an alternative. I told you what I want, and that's all I'm offering." She slumped down in her chair. She looked almost bored, but you knew that wasn't the case. She was furious. You both wanted different outcomes, but that wasn't possible.
You took in a deep breath. God, this woman was going to be the death of you.
As badly as you wanted to point your gun at Ellie and threaten her with her life, you knew that would go sideways. Ellie was a fighter, she wouldn't stand down from a single threat. There would be a violent bloodshed.
"I understand-"
"I'm not fucking changing my mind, Y/n."
You donât know what overcame you in that moment. Maybe it was her language, maybe you were just so fed up with her bullshit, or maybe you just wanted to put her in her place. No matter what the reason was, you found yourself with a fistful of Ellieâs hair and forcing her to look at you.
You werenât even able to get out a word before Ellieâs hand was wrapped around your neck and she shoved you into the table. You cried out in pain as your front slammed into it.
âIs that how you wanna play, huh?â Her lips were close enough to your ear that you could feel her breath fanning against it, âYou wanna get all fuckinâ handsy and hurt each other, is that it? Because we both know whoâs gonna win at that.â
âGet the hell off me, Ellie.â You tried wiggling away from Ellie but she grabbed onto your arms and pinned them behind your back.
With Ellieâs hand still around your neck and now your arms pinned to your back, you found yourself in a very vulnerable position.
âAnswer my question.â
You bit your lip, staying quiet. Ellie didnât like that. She flipped you onto your back and pinned your hands above your head, standing between your thighs.
As much as you wanted to, there was no denying the warmth in your stomach wasn't because of this position.
"You've always been such a pain in my ass, you know that?" Ellie suddenly held her switchblade in her hand, twirling it.
"Not my fault that you're so easy to annoy and piss off." You snapped.
You tried wiggling out of Ellie's grasp again but quickly stopped when Ellie placed the switchblade on your chest. In one swift motion, Ellie cut through your shirt and bra, revealing your chest to her.
"What the fuck, Ellie!" You screeched, desperately attempting to wiggle out of her grasp again.
Ellie didn't respond; her eyes were glued to your chest. Her fingers brushed against your nipple, causing them to harden immediately. She smirked, her fingers pinching your nipple and you yelped in surprise.
"So reactive," She muttered, almost like she was talking to herself but you knew she was talking to you.
"Get your filthy hands off me," You growled.
She lowered her mouth to be hovering over your breasts and looked up at you. She was asking for permission.
You swallowed roughly. You wanted to deny her and make her look like a fool. But you couldn't, not when there was a wet patch forming.
Ellie took your silence and grumpy face as permission and wrapped her perfect lips around your nipple, sucking lightly.
You groaned and tried to pull your hands down to bury them in Ellie's hair but forgot she still had them pinned.
"Let me go of me."
"Beg." She mumbled around your nipple.
"I'm not begging-"
"Fucking beg or I'll put a bullet through your skull."
It disgusted you how reactive your body was to her awful words. Nobody should be getting off to such a sickening threat, yet, you moaned at them.
"Please, Ellie. Please let go of me. I wanna be able to touch you."
You felt pathetic begging for Ellie. She was a sworn enemy; you only worked with her because it benefited you. If she stopped benefiting you, you would gladly have her killed.
But here you are, begging to touch her while she sucks on your nipples.
Ellie removed her hands from your wrists and you immediately buried your hands in her hair, tugging her closer to you. She moaned loudly at the pain that spread across her scalp.
You heard the sound of the switchblade clattering to the table.
Ellie's fingers tug and pinch at your other nipple and you whimper at the pain. Your whimpers only encouraged her to hurt you more.
With a final bite to your nipple, Ellie pulled away from your chest with a grin plastered on her face. Before you had time to create a snarky remark, she crashed her lips into yours.
The kiss was messy, almost like a high schooler's first time kissing. There was no flow. But you fucking loved it. You loved the way Ellie's lips and tongue captured yours, and you loved how she moaned each time you took the slightest control.
Whilst still kissing you, Ellie removed your pants and panties. You shivered at the cold air against your cunt. Ellie and you both moan as she swipes two fingers through your slick.
"You're fucking drenched, baby." Ellie kissed down your neck, leaving marks in her tracks, "Did I turn you on that much?"
You didn't want to boost her ego but couldn't help the pathetic "Yes." from leaving your throat.
Two of Ellie's fingers circled your entrance, teasing you. You bucked your hips into her, desperate for even the tips of her fingers. Finally, after what felt like decades of teasing, Ellie pushed two fingers inside of you.
You moaned at the intrusion and stretch.
You expected Ellie to go slow and let you adjust to her fingers, but she was merciless. She was hard and fast, curling her fingers with each thrust.
The sudden pleasure was overwhelming.
You try to tell her to slow down, but you can't get a word out. All you can do is whimper and moan.
Ellie continues to leave dark marks on your neck; marks that you know you'll need to cover with makeup. If people found out the two bosses of a mob were fucking, there would be problems.
"We gotta wrap this up, baby. I got another meeting to attend in half an hour." Ellie sighed against your neck, "You gonna cum for me?"
You nodded. You were close and Ellie knew it. She could tell by how you fluttered around her fingers and how your moans got increasingly louder.
It didn't take much longer to fall over the blissful edge. Your back arched off the table and your vision spotted white. Ellie covered your mouth with her hand, not wanting you to be heard by others in the building.
Once you came down from your high, Ellie pulled her face from your neck and grinned at you.
your tongue was sucking ellieâs clit, needing to taste her so much. moaning as if you were the one receiving head. your moans vibrating through ellieâs whole body as she whined and arched her back. âfuck dont stop!â sheâd yell while grinding her hips on your tongue. youâd look at her, not breaking eye contact. seeing her mouth slightly open, her brows furrowing, sweat on her forehead and tears falling down her cheeks. pure art.
her whole body was shaking as she came undone, and you couldnât stop. she just tasted so good, she tried backing away from your touch but you didnât let her, only pulling her hips closer to your mouth as you abused her cunt. the overstimulation ellie was feeling only made her whinier. âplease- fuck! i cant take it anymoreâ sheâd say almost stuttering and her voice all trembly from the immense pleasure your skilled tongue was giving her.
âcmon baby, i know you can take itâ youâd tell her while smiling
sheâd nod slightly, giving in completely. ellie was usually the one giving, but this time, since you had the chance you werenât gonna let this opportunity pass.
her hips movements becoming all messy and sloppy, meaning once again she was about to finish.
âlet go, cum on my face again babeâ youâd praise her so softly
sheâd let out a completely strangled moan as she saw pure whiteness and her body felt like fireworks. releasing all that pressure for the second time.
youâd hover over her and tell her how of a good of a girl sheâs been, kissing her.
letting her taste herself on your tongue.
she was the hottest and the sexiest when she let herself be vulnerable with you.
â Ë . * ¡ analysisâ in which ellie doesnât know the meaning âcommitmentâ, well she does but chooses to not stay loyal. youâre her roomate and unattainableâor so she thought. venturing into your own dating life causes her to spiral, she aint your girlfriend & neither are you. | WC: 1.5K
âËପ ellie williams x reader | photo cover obvi from Pinterest!
âËପ MEOWW IM BACK !! gotta run it back with some toxic ellie đ!!
âËପ description: MODERN ROOMATE AU! NO PHYSICAL FEMALE DESCRIPTION! ANGST & SMUT, PORN W PLOT! (lol), toxic!ellie, roomate!ellie, PLAYER! (coded) ellie, JEALOUS!ellie, no use of Y/N, the mention of commitment issues, MUTUAL PINING, blatant flirting, secret crushing, heavy yearning, very small reader x dina, heated arguement, mention of ellie sleeping with multiple women, POWERPLAY, mix of dom!reader & dom!ellie, sub!ellie partly & sub!reader, pent-up sex (đ), teasing, HIGHKEY MAKEUP SEX (đ ), possessive!ellie, finger-fucking ( E receiving), face riding (E receiving), 69, praising, pussy eating (both receiving), slight biting (both), slight choking (both), use of pet names ( baby, mama)
90% percent of things in this world are easily accomplished and achieved, being Ellie Williams roommate wasnât one of them.
Since the day you met through a roommate finder site, after a few phone conversations getting to know each other tâill the moment you arranged your meeting. Ellie's been enamored, secretly, nonetheless.
You would lie if you said that from the moment; she came to help you move out tâill nowâdealing with sleepless nights because of her lack of sexual resistanceâthat her consistent affection didn't sway you.
it's been exactly six months since you've moved in with Ellie and you could recount her daily routine like it was your skincare.
You weren't sure, if you genuinely thought Ellie was sure you were dumb or straight-up shameless.
At dark hours of the midnight, you might've been asleep but that didnât stop her by the agonizing moans that echoed through cheap plywood walls. You groaned as you muffled your entire face and ears with your pillow, praying for them to shut the fuck up or stop.
Three days, twice a week.
Ellie had to have some type of sex problem. You thought to yourself. You're never one to hate someone's game-but living with the player is absolute fucking hell.
Every morning, youâre an early bird as Ellie is not, due to her nightly ventures.
You felt bad for the women who left disheveled, sneaking through the apartment at 7 AM to leave while you step out your bedroom; an empathetic smile shot their way before hurrying into the bathroom.
Your morning routine consists of cleaning yourself up before stepping out to cook early breakfast.
By the time, Ellie awoke and stepped out cockily, "Thank you, beautiful. You didn't have to cook me breakfast." She coaxed happily, pouring her cup of coffee at 12 PM. You sat on the couch reading your book, legs crossed and rested onto your coffee table.
You chuckled, "That shit's cold by now, I made it when tonight's booty-call left." Unphased and focused on your book. You could hear her footsteps begin to lead towards the living room area, closer, and closer to the couch you relaxed on.
You would never admit it. Although, her lack of respect for your peaceâdoesn't mean she should starve.
She joined you on the couch, empty space right beside. Ellie's presence tensing your muscles for some reason. She somewhat annoyed you but when you got to talk to her, it went so well. You guys actually had so much in common.
It felt serene to connect with her on many levels besides her surface actions, she was a timid person throughout the small cocky remarks. She was a great listener along as a storyteller over everything.
It was truly remarkable the balance she carried, also interesting. Something you couldn't quite wrap your head around still. You were willingly delusional, but it was clearly evident, you soaked in every moment with this person.
You lowered your book while she asked, "Hmph-touchè, you got any plans for today?" Calling your attention. Eyes sulked, the forest she carried within her eyes; it wasn't hard to comprehend why these women want a chance with her.
Ellieâs eyes were impossible not to get lost in, like compulsion. You never held eye contact too long, taking moments to break away, and retain from fluttering to the brown kissed freckles along her face to the shape of her soft lips.
You squint, a small smirk creeping through "Wouldn't you like to know what I'm up too." Your tone teases before going back to reading.
"I know what you been up too," Ellie tries to push further, reaching forward to delicately grasp your legs that rested on the coffee table. Your legs laid into her lap, sprawling across, and hanging off.
Another thing that consists of her routine the most? Spending the rest of the hours, days, and weeks flirting with you.
Ellie loved physical touchâas if she wasn't physical enough. She loved her hands on you.
Watching herself caress the exposed skin of your legs, massaging down tâill your ankle high-socks. Wether it was platonic or flirtatious, affection was key with you.
Once again, you lower your book to meet her eyes.
Ellieâs hands worked their way down, her fingers pressuring skillfully onto your heel and tingling the palm of your foot. She continues watching you read, "Oh yeah? What am I going to do today?" You question her, disregarding your book.
Sinking herself into the couch, her hands moving up from your legs to your thighs. Softly squeezing on of them, goosebumping your skin.
Ellie smiles confidently, "Cuddle with me and watch movies." Her eyes shimmering. You gaze at the big grin she spoke with, unsure if she was ever genuine.
You sat-up and leaned closer towards her till met face-level, "I'm sorry Els, someone else booked my time for today! I'm sure you will find a way to entertain yourself, hm?" You patted her shoulder with a smile as you got up.
"Wait, What the fuck do you mean?"
"Oh Williams! I've got a date, gotta' get ready."
It was insane, truly.
Ellie thought she was going crazy; she couldn't ever date you.
You're too good for her, representing everything she should want but isn't ready for. She was aware of how clearly toxic and intoxicated she was off, and with you.
No. Fuck no.
Ellie repeated to herself mentally, alongside questioning her existenceâhad she really been so caught up on trying to get a reaction out of you to see your time focused on someone else? âYes, she was.
It wasn't as bad as the delusions Ellie's paranoia was creating in her mind. You had hung out with your friends where you happened to meet Dina. She was a mutual friend that you were introduced too.
Ever since then, you've been flattered, and hoped for a dinner date with her. For you, it felt like an escape of emotional dread that came after every touch, sentence, and epithet that left Ellie's lips.
You hated the way you loved how affectionate she was, catching yourself vulnerable every time she touched you. Always dwelling the feeling of her soft warmth that soaked into your own invisible bliss, never allowing yourself to look too pleased; Yet, never pulling away.
Ellie headed down the hallway to your room. She was desperate to get you to stay, creating small and stupid conversation to slow you as she loved hearing her nickname fall from your lips even though she was practically seeping jealousy.
Ellie was her own ticking time-bomb, her patience melting, and mustering âWho's the lucky girl?" She bugged, trying her hardest to conceal that greened tone.
You swirl your chair around, now completely facing her as you couldnât help your jaw fall agape. You examine her demeanor while speaking up, âI don't ask about your daily rendezvouses." You were quick to quirk back, feeling uncalled for.
Ellie's brows knitted together, "We-wellâare you gonna' bring them back? I deserve to know that." She stumbled but spit back.
It was clear, now, you offended her. It was true. You never asked about the women she brought into your shared apartment. The women she brought to make you jealous.
The laugh you let out was priceless, "I don't get a say on who you bring home, why would you?" You called her out.
Ellie stepped closer to your chair. She looked into your mirror, leaving you no choice but to face her as your swirled around, her eyes gandered through your vanity mirror.
Your facial expressions were clearer as she continued to push, "It's different, you know that." She tries to prove.
You wanted peace and relaxation, something Ellie makes a sure mission of that you never fucking receive.
"You can't go out," Ellie began.
"Who's gonna stop me? Are you serious?' You thought she must've been fucking with you; you weren't going to hear another word of it.
"Just get out, get out now." Standing up from you chair, holding it open as she walks out, and slamming the door behind her.
You had left and most of all, you had left Ellie feeling like complete shit.
She couldn't believe you did this, did this to her. It felt like you had shot right through her heart, torturing her with her own distasteful antics, and leaving a sour tang to her soul.
In her mind, she thought you were utterly selfish. She couldn't see past the fact that, you, didn't owe her anything.
Ellie wanted you, beyond pleasure, more than anything. You became insatiable to her.
She didnât allow herself to soak in tangled feelings she felt for you, knew she had, even if it ate her alive at night. You would come to visit her in her sleep or while she mindlessly fucked some girlâsometimes, even pretending it was you.
You are treasure to her, too valuable to touch, but always curious with growing desperation to obtain and protect.
Ellie's peace was founded in you, a safe place she loves calling home. Unknown to your knowledge and you disrupted it.
As she disrupts your peace by being with anyone, but you.
Ellie finally understood what you meant by those backhanded insults.
She sat there with her hands palmed to her face, fingers running, and scratching through her short soft locks. Messing her own hair up, contemplating on how she could turn such a deep pattern.
This entire time she had been failing and failed to see that.
Out of everything, she thought blowing up your phone was the answer.
When you finally opened your phone, you saw your notification inbox full.
â Els â50+ messages
â Els â50 missed calls
You excused yourself to the restroom at fhe table with Dina, "I'm sorry, is it okay if run to the restroom really quick?" You requested through a thick forced tone and hidden irritation.
Your date had been going amazing. You may not have a lot in common with Dina, but she's a cheerful person who brings a refreshening energy. It was nice being in her presence.
It wasn't enough though.
You found yourself comparing your conversations to the conversations you have with Ellie, who is just your fucking roommate.
Dina was picture perfect, absolutely stunning, and she respected you more than you imagined Ellie ever could. That was the thing; even if talking to Dina tonight was full of laughter.
Everything you wanted wasn't her.
Never able to shake the anticipation of her touches, and the absence of her presence. Which make you crave it. Crave her. She was pure risk and you never wanted her to change.
You had a crush on your roommate, and you were fucked.
You were in the restroom ringing Ellie's phone. Hearing the beat of your heart thumps.
"You better say something good." You wanted to scream out as the line connects. You had every right to be, never once have you blown up her phone.
"Where are you? Let me come get you." She hurried through her words, hearing her surroundings of cars driving with a swish of wind.
You paced around, shocked and even more angry, "Are you out? Where are you?" You throw her own question back at her, whisper-yelling in a stall.
Ellie was so desperate to find where you were out like a girlfriend gone rogue.
"On my way to come get you, now tell me, where." She states blatantly and impatiently.
"You fucking wish! what happened? your hookup ain't text ya' back?" Your tone was laced with pure spite. It was silent for a small moment over the phone.
"Tell me where you are or come home." You could hear the desperation through her roughed-up tone.
Not a word was said. Your mood had been completely killed and you were hanging on by a thread. Repeating herself, âCome home or tell me where you are, please."
For the first time, you heard Ellie beg. She was pleading for you to come home, and you hated to admit it; yet, again.
But it worked.
When you finally saw her, you didnât bring yourself to look or speak while you walked completely past her.
The silence was piercing the whole way. You could hear a pin drop.
âNo side piece tonight?â your tone, only bashful. You were exhausted and enraged.
Ellie's white wife-beater was roughed up and you could smell the stench of marijuana roam off her neck. She looked sullen, her eyes low, bagged, and her jaw seeming clenched; her hair staticy.
You observed her body language, scanning her lean figure. Her sweatpants hung loosely onto her hips as her gaze shifted between you and her own feet.
Huffing, "Just why." you state, disassociating yourself by looking at the ground. It was continued silence for a moment.
"You came back for a reason, though." Ellie finally spoke and it just made everything worse.
"You know what? I did. I came back because I actually care for you. I thought you were in trouble or something, so I thought, hey, maybe I should go backâ" You began, your voice shrieking as it raised louder.
"Something you never fucking think to do, too busy fucking to show me an ounce of respect!" You yelled. Weight had been lifted.
It was like screaming a keyword at Ellie, budging from looking at ground to look at you "What are you talking about!?" Ellie's eyes widen, her eyebrows raising as she retorts.
"You don't fucking get it!" you didn't say anything as she raised her hand angrily into the air, then running in through her hair.
"It is so fucking hard trying to resist you." Ellie's eyes were piercing into yours, her steps stalking closer.
"No matter how many women, they are never you. You are all I think about." You could hear her voice grow lower and lower as you froze.
You were at a loss for words, lips parted as you try to focus on your breathing.
"I want you. I need you." Ellie continues, whispering. Feeling her warm breath feather your lips. Ellie closed any space between you both, pulling you into her.
You opened your mouth to speakâonly for her to bring a finger up to shush your lips, "I can't stand the thought of you with someone else." Ellie continued, leaning in closer and slowly removing her finger.
So many parts of you wanted to scream rejection, but as you feel her warmth, and her words youâve dreamed. You could feel your blood rush and heat you up, feeling Ellie's body haze you, your mouth desperate and shaky.
"Kiss me, then." you tut.
Your lips met passionately, an automatic fight for dominance as the pace got hot. The thirst shared was unquenchable.
The personal echoes of each other's kisses smack as your hands got lost in her hair. Your fingers slightly tug onto her loose locks. Ellie's hands greedily rapturing you further into her bodyâtill she couldn't; craving to feel every part of you.
You were lost into the feeling of Ellie's lips, her tongue swiping at your bottom lip as she's desperate to explore more of you.
Your bodies fiend for each other, one of your hands tugging on her muscle tank, and the other lowering from her hair. Ellie's hands roam from your waist, trilling at the feeling of you grazing her neck. She passes your hips till she reached thigh, and hiking it up onto her hip.
Ellie's grasps and grips onto the thick of your thigh, slowly dipping to cup the cheek of your ass. She sneaked a firm squeeze on your ass causing you to shriek, allowing her tongue to explore every crevice of your mouth.
Ellie giggled into the kiss at your muffled moans, amused by how she's effecting you. You push her off slightly, catching your breath. You were both left breathless while she kept eyes on each part of you.
Taking a step closer, reaching your hand out to caress her cheek. Indulged by the freckles painted into her as your thumb brushes her soft cheek. Slowly traveling your hand to her nape before coming around full circle, choking her, and pulling her chest to chest.
You smirk at the way her pupils dilatated. Ellie's mouth was agape, leaning in to lick a teasing swipe along her bottom and top lip. "I'm not your girlfriend." you state.
A soft quick squeeze on her neck causing a weak whine to fall from her lips. Oh, this was better than you imagined.
Ellie gripped your arm, pulling you around and into her chest. Walking you back, you felt your back eventually hit against her door with a hasty thud. Her tongue explored you, intertwining with your own as you sucked softly.
Each grope and wet lick electrified a craving in your stomach, pulsing into your arousal. She struggles with the doorknob, jiggling it open as her other hand held you. Ellie would never admit how soaked you get her.
Your needy grinds contra the pleasure dripping through her briefs as her lips learned every secret love spot within your precious body. You both tumbled onto her bed, not a care in the world besides this fervid momentum shared between you both.
Ellie toppled you, slowly lowering closer. Taking a chance to catch her by suprise, pulling her down with your leg hooked, and flipping her over. Now, you were on top.
Your lips quickly find their way to her clavicle, pecking, and licking alongside her neck. Almost ripping off her wife-beater while leaving open-mouthed kisses onto her shoulder. Continuing kissing down and around her exposed tits.
Your eyes switched watching her face and the way the cool air perked up her nipples. Ellie's back arched as you teased your teeth onto the plush above her tits, right above her sensitive erect nipples. you leave an array of hickeys, enjoying each squirm let out from under you.
This was your sweet revenge, her punishment for every time; she could've been with you, but wasn't.
You didn't stop tricking her with your tongue. Maneuvering down from fondling one of her tits, twiddling your finger around her nipple, and sliding into her loose sweats.
Your hand hasty as you reach the warmth of her panties, middle, and ring finger curve into the soaked patch that leaked through her panty. Thumb pushing up on her clit softly while Ellie turns her head laying head on the bed, watching you tease her; growing embarrassingly wet.
It was primal instinct, playing, and pushing for her weaknesses. You studied every small moan and squirm left form her body. Your fingers continuously circle her clit through her panties. She was quick to spread her legs for you, allowing you access.
Ellie's tits perked and red by your teeth and feverish sucking. You kept finger firm, pressing down onto her covered clit as the fabric of her soppy panty rubbed into her, pulling her panty to the side, coating your two fingers with her slick.
Ellie's chest heaves with a loud moan as her thighs tremble. You watch her struggle to reach up and stop your arm. She was on the border of giving in and still anxious for control.
She grips onto your wrist, slimed finger following down to her vulnerable entrance, toying with her, torturously. You kiss and lick your way back up, meeting her berried lips.
Your middle finger pushes into her, curving upward, and enticing her walls which immediately knocked a desperate strangled moan out of Ellie, throwing her head back.
The sound of her slick swirl and smack within gliding in and out of her whetted pussy brought you a gluttonous satisfaction. Her addictive cries encouraged another finger to join your soaked middle, stretching her out completely. Ellieâs grown in nail tips dug into your incensed flicking wrist.
Ellie on a frenzy of choked whines and unstable string of moans, "Gah-fuck me!".
You admire the work you've sucked onto her body. A fleeced giggle leaves your lips as you plant feathered kisses onto her cheeks, "Already am, baby" You murmured.
The pace you fucked her with was exquisite, your fingertips fluttering against her g-spot as they plunge deeper. Quickening your thrusts with every squelch given by Ellieâs gushed pussy. She held her mouth agape, allowing yourself to dive your tongue in, swallowing her lewd noises.
Ellie clenches around you, her pussy guzzling every inch of your thickened fingers. You could feel and hear her heartbeat pound against your smushed chests, "Ya'like it? like how it feels, honey?" Your question was coy, sliding your fingers fourth, pressing your tips verse her walls.
"Ah! yes, fuck, fuck yes!âI'm gonna'â" Lecherous shrieks fell from her lips as you help ride out her orgasm. Your fingers relentless in her pussy, juicing itself around your fingers; coating your fingers.
"Let it out, Els", You start to praise into her ear, "I know you've been dying too."
Your coo finishes her off with a loud grunt as you pull out your lustered up fingers. Without looking or a second thought, your free hand grabbed Ellie's jaw and attempted to focus her dazed vision to watch you.
Both of your eye's leer into each other as you plop your fingers into your mouth, coming sucking off her cum with a pop.
Ellie's eyes turned dark, her lids hazed, and hooded.
Slowly lifting yourself and shifting your hips below her stomach, Ellie was quick with her movements, flipping you over, and trapped under her. The feeling of her hands running up and down your clothed body, leaning down your ear, âTime, I took all this offâŚâ She weakly whispers as she hovers over you.
Your body was completely sprawled onto her navy-blue sheeted bed with your arms raised above your head, and her knee pushing into your clothed heat. Mimicking your exact position, each sloppy kiss was followed by a piece of clothing being thrown off.
Seconds. How quick it was for you to be in nothing but your panties. Ellieâs kisses were precise and every nonverbal praise by the unconscious grind of your hips and bit-back whines.
She flows herself between your legs, pulling each one onto her shoulders as her lips pecked from your thighs till, she met your damped panty. "You had your fun," She started muttering into you.
"Only fair if I have mine, right mama?" Ellie cocks her head to the side, meeting your eyes before biting your panty-lining and proceeding to hike down your panties with her teeth.
Your eyes peered into her, watching the way she intently focused every part of you. She kissed every beauty mark that was blessed up your body. The feeling of her breath inching closer to your dewed pussy-lips; arching your back in temptation.
You thread your fingers throughout her hair, tugging slightly. You were no longer challenging her, giving complete submission to Ellie.
She watches the way arousal drips from your slit; her hands massaged the goosebumps perking the hairs on you. Ellie couldn't believe she was granted with such a divine privilege, drooling at the thought.
Ellie kitten-licked the delicious nectar that trickled, her tongue dragging flat against your pussy, and licking up your pulpy clit. Indulging in every moment spent between your legs with every keen lick trailed across your heat.
An inflamed jolt seeds through your spine, your entire body to thrash further into the bed as you cry out, "Ah!âFucking god!" Your pleasure enthralling you to your ankles.
The wet smacking from her saliva coated sucks mixed with your core's elation. A train of vulgar slob laps your pussy while she gets lost in between your furred lips and swallowing you up, âIt ainât god, baby.â Smirking at your sensual vulnerability.
The tone she used was condescendingly sweet. Trembling your legs and jerking your hips which pushed Ellieâs head further into your pussy as the heel of your foot digs into her shoulder, and hands wrestling through her brunette locks.
Your head was thrown back in tempestuous joy, âMmph! Ellie!âso fucking good!â Ellieâs tongue danced on your clit before making her way towards your soppy entrance.
Pure ecstasy marauded its way up and through your internal, tightening your abdomen. Every strike of her tongue inched closer to cumming all over her. You felt your hips cramp as you try to push Ellie off, backing away desperately.
You struggled, meekly crying out, "F-fuck! stop! stop!" Ellie immediately pulled away with wide eyes. She looked up at you alarmed, "Did I hurt you?!" her tone sincere and worried as she got up, standing above you.
Trying to catch your breath, sweat glistening your naked body. You lean up on your elbows to look at her, "Get on the bed..." your voice was breathless and clear. Ellie walks over slowly, hovering next to you on the empty side of the bed while licking the corners of her lips deviously.
Ellie leans over, her hand threading through your messy hair as she kissed you ferociously. Tasting yourself on her tongue as your own greedily twirled around her mouth. Both of your tongues swirl around each other as your arms find their way around Ellie's body.
You pull away from her lips, "Put your pussy on me." you sulk, regaining your strength.
"Aren't you charming." She jokes out sarcastically and smirking, "Oh, just sit on my face." you huff with a fun grin.
Just like that, Ellie turns around, holding herself up onto your thighs. Your hands run through the back on her thighs till you made your way to her ass, fondling, and squeezing her plush flesh. Mouthâs salivating at each other.
Ellie lets out a gratifying groan as your tongue swipes her sensitive slits, twirling around her hole and thumb circling her clit. Arching herself down onto you more while leveling herself in-between your thighs, leaving sloppy opened kisses on your pussy.
Your stomach bubbles up lewdly, chasing after her swirling tongue within the impatient trial to get her to cum all over your face. The mix of each other's nibbles and starved slurps, propelling bodies together as your legs convulsed and her own thighs shook with inched erotica.
You feel your orgasm coarse and itch closer as Ellie continues to drag between your slits. Starting to move faster, hips grinding against your face. Ellie is soon following close behind, both of you moaning and panting while reaching each otherâs simultaneous climax.
A string of choked out moans bouncing off her white walls, âDon-Donât stop!â you gasp out before closing your mouth around her clit.
Continuous harmony between both of your moans as you both cum all over each other, creaming your faces.
You and Ellie lay in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow. Eyes dozed, sweaty bodies entwined, and sharing a first tender moment of silence.
You lifted your nuzzled head from the crook of her neck, breaking the silence.
âI don't want you to touch anyone besides me.â Voice hoarse and clearer than ever.
âI dont want to ever see anyone besides you.â
A/N: I FEEL BEYOND GRATEFUL FOR REACHING 1k WHILE I WAS GONE 𼚠i thought it was about time i post cus i finally feel like ? confident ? i spent most of my time if it wasnât personal life duty, id be writing a bunch of self indulgent fictions (THIS WAS ONE OF THEM LOL) and practicing and differentiating my writing style to my liking.
THANK YOU SO MUCH GENUINELY IT MEANS THE WORLD! i cant wait to continue :)
warnings : smut, public sex (kinda), fingering (reader receiving), soft!dom ellie, reader is a switch. els being her little loser like she is đ¤
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my friend did this amazing fanfic and didnt want to publish it but its so amazing im doing it for her
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"do you think the nighthawk could beat esquire in a fight in the air babe?" ellie asks lost in thought about superheroes while you fix up your makeup in the mirror.
"i don't know, what powers do they have?" you ask before turning around and sneakily slipping your hands onto her waist.
"well..." ellie clears her throat "nighthawk can see very well in the dark, like x ray vision and..." ellies words get caught in her mouth as she feels you press your lips onto hers.
you kiss her deeply, but pull away too soon, knowing she'd want more. she frowns as you pull away, trying not to pay attention to the pool of wetness growing in her boxers, as she shyly watches you fix your hair and reapply concealer to the hickey you'd gotten from her yesterday, exposing your divine skin and your neck.
"so...what powers do these characters have on your cards Els?" you look back at her with a slightly curious but overly mischevious look on your face as you start walking out the bathroom door of the restaurant.
you turn away to open the door, but immediately stop and smirk as you feel her hands on your waist, pulling you back as she almost whispers in your ear.
"i know what you're trying to do love."
your answer never leaves your throat as she turns you around and gently pushes you up against the wall, you feel her hot breath against your lips as she speaks.
"and it's working."
her lips find the crook of your neck close to your jawline, right next to the hickey you just tried to cover up. her hand roams freely around your waist and neck, the other one gently holding your face as she kisses your lips again.
the kiss deepens, and your hands tug into her hair, making her groan into your mouth softly. her free hand finds the hem of your jeans, gently caressing your lower abdomen by reaching under your shirt.
"you think you can hide me?" she chuckles lowly, her lips going back down to your neck. "you can hide that maybe, but you can't really disguise this with concealer."
before you can spit out one of your snarky replies, she slips her hand down your abdomen, right into your underwear. your breath hitches and you can't help but let heat rise to your cheeks as you feel her fingers get wetter and wetter the deeper she slides them.
"can't hide a wet pussy, can you?" she whispers as she smirks into your mouth before kissing you, letting her fingers enter you, immediately curling into your g spot.
she chuckles as she feels you arching your back into her, still not making any sounds to spite her. she can't win this, you can hide it, right?
ellie sees you, desperately trying not to make a sound. "aww...trying to make a point darling? or do you just not want this whole restaurant to hear how good im making you feel?"
she runs her thumb along your lower lip, her other hand still curling into you, making it almost impossible to stay silent.
electricity runs through your body as her thumb finds its way to your clit. you cry out in pleasure, not giving two fucks about who hears you. ellie smirks as she leaves more marks on your neck, her hand quickening the pace, your moans like music to her ears.
her other hand slides down to your waist to pull you even closer as she kisses you, all your sweet sounds silenced by her lips on yours. your eyes start rolling back into your head as you roll your hips on her fingers.
"fuck..." ellie whispers between two kisses, feeling her own pants dampen even more from the sight of your body moving to onto her.
"c'mon....onto my fingers babe...." she says breathlessly, almost coming into her boxers herself. your hips quicken as she plunges her fingers even deeper, more quickly if its humanly possible, your hands tug at her hair and pull her shirt in a bunch at the top of her back.
your eyebrows form into a frown, the one that ellie knows so well, as you kiss her deeply, and with one roll of your hips onto her fingers, with one final moan into her mouth, you come undone. "that's it baby.." she whispers as you both try to catch your breaths.
"holy shit" you exclaim, cheeks warm and hot, body still tense from the release.
"no point in hiding it right? ellie smirks, as she pulls out two superhero cards.
loser!ellie messily eating out popular!reader. and some tribbing, yummmm! (nsfw , oral)
After you'd started dating the school's Biggest Loser- Ellie, your friends were making fun of you and not believing how fucking amazing Ellie is in bed.
When eating you out, she'd lap up all your juices like a hungry puppy. Three fingers plunged in deep inside you, soft murmurs of praise making you shiver. "So sweet, so tight, you're doing sâgood fâme princess, gonna make you feel so good.." After you'd come, she'd get right on top of you, glasses all fogged up and askew, but she didn't care. She'd start grinding onto your wet core, her pussy rubbing against yours in the most delicious way. The sounds of your moans and her gasps would fill the air. When she finally came, she'd start plunging her cum right back into your hole until you were all nice and stuffed with her messy load. Cum oozing out around the edges, soaking the sheets. Ellie just smiling sweetly, proud of herself, proud of you. Her tongue lapping up any stray drops. god fucking damnit
warnings: thigh riding, ellie guiding you through your high, praise, thatâs all :P (lowercase intentional)
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ellie was sat at her desk, doodling in her sketch book. you could only see her from the back, but even that was enough to get you going. her black t-shirt and boxers were practically calling your name from all they way over there. you laid on your shared bed pressing your thighs together, trying to suppress the feeling. you didnât want to interrupt her.
she broke the silence, startling you, and said âi can feel you staring, baby.â you jerked a little bit because honestly, you thought you were getting away with it.
âhm?â you tried to act oblivious.
âcâmere.â she turned around in her swivel chair and patted her lap.
you climbed out of bed and sat on her lap, running your fingers through the backside of her hair. her warm hands grasped your waist firmly and sent immense butterflies through your stomach and chest. it was enough to make you double over.
âwhat is it?â you asked her, trying to seem as normal as possible. no matter how hard you tried to make it seem like you werenât, you practically eye-fucking her already.
âdonât start,â she chuckled softly. âi know what you want, y/n.â
you sighed. âi didnât want to interrupt you.â
bluntly, she said, âi would drop anything to fuck you.â
you tried to press your legs together again, but she noticed this time and brought a hand to your right thigh, grabbing firmly on your flesh. you took this as a sign to turn your body and straddle her in her chair.
âfuck, youâre so pretty.â she mumbled under her breath as she pushed a loose lock of hair out of your face.
âplease, ellieâŚâ you whined quietly.
âtake off your shorts, yeah?â she was holding back her smirk. you did as you were told and repositioned yourself back where you were.
she connected her lips with yours and brought a firm hand to the back of your head, pulling you in closer, her other hand made it down to your hip and started to rock you back and forth. she could feel your throbbing cunt through your thin panties on her boxers. your quiet moans melted into her mouth and dissolved on her tongue as she dominated the kiss and deepened it.
the grinding became faster before she stopped and pulled away. without warning, she picked you up and placed you on her left thigh. you are a little confused, since she didnât say anything, but as soon as she began to rock you again you understood.
you buried your face in her neck and kissed her gently as she quickened the pace. her fingers lingered on the waistband of your soaked panties.
âtake âem off, baby.â
you did as you were told once again and got back into position eagerly, which made her chuckle a little bit. you did the grinding this time, running your wet clit sloppily over her thigh.
âjust like that, y/n. i know you have it in you.â her words made you moan louder into her ear.
âshh, theyâll hear us.â her hands gripped your hips tighter and made you move faster. little whimpers and moans filled the room, making it impossible for someone not to hear.
a âgod, ellie!â was all you could get out.
âi know that feels good, doesnât it baby? keep going.â she admired the site of you moving back and forth against her body, watching you unravel in front of her. âyeah, there you go. go ahead baby, let it out.â
your grinding became more and more sloppy, your high approaching. she could sense it too, as your moans were getting louder. she pulled you out from her neck and covered your mouth with her hand, and pushed you out and back in on her thigh as fast as she could. your eyes rolled to the back of your head and grunts poured into her hand. âcum for me, y/n. for me, baby.â
cum spilled out all over her already slippery thigh and left you a breathy mess. your grinding slowed down and you collapsed into her chest, breathing heavily from what just happened.
ellie ran her hand through your hair, and shushed you gently as you caught your breath. âyou okay, mama?â you hummed as you pulled away and kissed her cheek tiredly. âgot what you wanted, huh?â you chuckled softly and nodded.
she picked you up bridal style and laid you back in bed. she brought a towel to clean the both of you up and changed your clothes for you. she laid down next to you in bed and sighed.
she rolled over and you knew what to do, spooning her from behind. you smiled to yourself, knowing she loved being little spoon.
exhausted, ellie said: âi love you, y/n.â
and just as tired as she sounded, you responded, âi love you more.â
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a/n: ummm kind of rushed⌠i hope itâs not too bad đŹ also not proofread wah wah
!: paying homage to camgirl ellie..but not really? slightly sleazy Ellie, sorryyyyy.. >:3
Ellie who comes up to you softly from behind the couch, brushing her fingertips delicately over your exposed collarbone from the tanktop you wear,
Ellie who smiles when she sees how jittery you are, telling you in a dorky voice that everything will be fineâ afterall, you agreed to the conditions.
Ellie who begins rolling the camera, asking you to âlook up at me, babyâ then your name, age, interests, etcâ the basics.
ââya guys hear that?â
âYouâre so polite..â
âIâll treat you good.â
Ellie whoâs towering over from where you sit, camera in-hand with the other raking itself through your soft hair when she bluntly tells you to unbuckle her pants, a complete 180 from the persona sheâd been fronting.
Ellie whoâs eyes are trained on you, asking you seemingly embarassing questions while you fiddle with her jeans buckle,
âDo your parents know youâre doing this?â
âItâd be funny if they saw, huh? No? Ah, just kidding..â
âYouâll make bank from this, âyenno? more than youâve likely ever touched since you need it so bad.â
Ellie who, when you get to the final layer, tells you to stop, cheshire smile on her face when she asks you to lick the bulbous tip of her strap through her boxers.
âThere âya go..â
âGosh, youâre so good..â
âAht! Aht! Up at the camera..â
Ellie who, herself, is quite the amateur when it comes to porno-making, you being the first person sheâs ever booked to her start-up company on craigslist.
Ellie who hisses when your flat tongue makes first contact, instantly soaking the cotton fabric as the darkening wet splotch expands,
Ellie who after a while of teasing, thinks she should quicken the process, not wanting any of the potential people whoâd be viewing the tape to lul to sleep,
Ellie who leads you, in-hand, to the silky hotel bedsheets, your hand fitting perfectly within hers when she pushes you down, earning a slight noise of unexpected excitement from you.
Ellie whoâs lazily giving you head, you now holding the camera from your POV, though sheâs not in view-shot, her seemingly talented pink tongue is, trudging through your fat pussy folds like the champion it was while you hiccup cute gasps and moans.
Ellie whoâs got her grip back on the camera, showing your ass ripples from how she slams her hips into you from behind, stutters of movement from when sheâs especially plowing into you like youâre some toy. God, she canât break you on the first day! How would she become successful then..
Ellie who gathers your hair back into a ponytail to pull you backwards and land an exceptionally sloppy kiss on your glistening onesâ flexible, she notes..
Ellie who forgets this was even a porno in the first place when you two begin tribbing, her ontop because she wants to see how your tits move from here, and also your dumbed out face, but mostly the sisters.
Ellie who doesnât even realize youâre choking her from underneath, and neither do you? Your eyes are closed and youâre just holding onto whatever you can to make the pulsating go away. Poor you..
Ellie who leans inbetween your legs with the zoomed in camcorder, spreading your cunt slightly open with 2 V shaped fingers, licking her lips with how much of a mess she youâve made yourself into.
Ellie who turns the camera off, pulling herself into your warm chest while you slumber. No, iâm serious, sheâs quite literally propped underneath your arm, head on chest while she watches you sleep with her creepy ass.
Ellie who decides youâre a good asset to the company, and herâs life, but donât hold your breath if you think youâre even âgettin money because guess whatâEllie will also act as your personalized accountant. Sheâll take care of all that complicated money stuff for her pretty new employee..
give me ellie whoâll just eye-fuck you in public. from being out with friends, to dinner with her own family. yeah, those low and possessive ones that make a familiar rush attack the sensitive organ between your legsâ partly because you donât know if sheâs angry at you, or wants to fold you in half with her strap like sheâs done before. any amount arousal immediately takes the appearance of pissed and shitty, butâs thatâs just ellieâs horny face. hushed green like the woods at dawn, humidity makes it hard to breathe, but an ache in the iris that says to you and only you, âyou gotta let me fuck, even if itâs the last thing i do.â even the tone sheâd say it in. the second ellie has you cornered in her bedroom, sheâll make you sit onto her desk chair, already on her knees. she slots her head between your thighs, already panting, hips thrusting against nothing, and looking at you like a 4-course. ellieâs is only then kissing and licking your clit softly, but also finger-fucking you with a flexingâ and tattooed forearm which stiffens powerfully each time she jams into you. giving you a look so sweet that it could rot your gums. you were practically gushing around her when ellieâs bedroom door began to creak open for the worried relative who canât mind their own business.
Ellie fucking you in your brothers room after she had an argument with him
Toxic bbf!Ellie x in love reader
Warnings: fighting, angst, oral, blood, spit kink (once) and weedđ
âBroo cmon!â Ellieâs yell passes through your brothers room to your ears as you sit crossed legged atop your bed, barely reading up on your studies, your mind was other places. You missed Ellie.
It has been days since Ellie had her fingers buried inside your snug cunt, since you moaned her name and fucked yourself on her, since she called you her good girl as she sucked her fingers clean and walked out of your room as if nothing had happened. She then walked downstairs and greeted your parents so sweetly with the taste of you still on her tongue.
You tried to focus on the sounds from kehlani that filled your ears but her yells that started playfully at your brother were starting to sound a bit more serious, they argued often over stupid shit like video games and sports âyou didnât fucking win!â âI fucking did. What do you call this then?â You hear him chuckle as he probably shows her the scoreboard, then the house goes silent as Ellie knocks the wind from his lungs with a swift punch to the ribs âcunt!â she screams as he hits her back with a box to the face and you hear the sound of fists hitting flesh and hisses of pain for a solid ten minutes before you hear your brother yell at you âim gonna go get some air!â and slam the front door.
You grab a cloth and cautiously walk out in just your pink shorts, a white crop and your hair in a ponytail âEllie?â You call softly as you follow the sounds of her groans into your brothers room, you creak the door open and your heart drops at the sight âfuuck babyâ you coo, stepping forward with the rag in your hand and reaching up to wipe the bloody corner of her mouth âdonât call me thatâ
She hated when you showed her affection but when she saw your bottom lip tremble, your eyes tear up and your gaze fall she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around you âshh itâs okay mamaâ she cooed, rubbing circles onto your waist. You knew what she was going to ask for next. She always knew how to talk to you when she wanted something. She knew what you needed to hear.
The auburn headed woman huffs through her lips âI need you mamaâ and your eyes light up as you look at her from the spot on her chest where she rested your head âyeah?â She pauses âyeahâ and separates herself from you.
Her eyes land on your lips then to where she taps on her belt buckle and you understand instantly what she wants from you as you drop to your knees softy. Even though you knew she saw you as nothing but a release you were on your knees in front of her and insatiable for the taste of her, clumsily unbuckling the leather of her belt, undoing her zipper and pulling the denim past her pale thighs, her boxers following suit soon after.
Your mouth falls open and your pupils turn heart shaped at the sight of her as you take her in, the auburn trail that led down her toned tummy to her bush, the glisten of her slick against her lips. Your gaze softening and your breaths picking up as she lifted one of her legs over your shoulder and gripped your ponytail âcmon mama, are you gonna make daddy feel good?â âyeah..â you trail off, never removing your eyes from her wet cunt as you feel yourself throb against your panties âgonna make you feel so good daddyâ
You breathe in as your fingertips dance on the outside of her thighs, feeling her smooth flesh as your lips meet her cunt and you feel her hair tickle the tip of your nose as you kiss over her lips and whine at the feel of her on your pout as you slide your tongue through her dripping folds, a guttural moan leaving your throat as you palmed her ass and pressed her closer to your mouth while you tasted her beating clit, sucking on it as your eyes met hers.
Ellie nearly came at the sight of you, her clit between your lips and her slick painted across you face as your pretty doe eyes begged so desperately for approval from the girl that gripped your hair and rewarded you with a strained groan.
Your cunt was aching as she pulled on your hair, disconnecting you from her puffy clit and gripping your chin to open your mouth âtongue outâ and your pink muscle is revealed to her instantly before she disrespectfully spits onto it and carelessly shoves your face back against her cunt as you instantly sucked and flicked at her clit.
Both of her hands gripped onto the back of your head as her hips bucked âoh fuckâ her voice cracks âthatâs it baby, just like thatâ and you nod, closing your eyes and whining âpleaseâ begging her to cum on your tongue, begging to be used like the slut you are, your cheeks hollowing and your finger teasing her entrance and slowly sliding inside her, making Ellie fold over as she clenched onto your finger, her belly spasming and hips bucking as she grinded onto your face, pulling your hair so hard that it hurt as she coated your finger and tongue in her pearlescent cum while she panted above you, trying to regain her breath.
A sigh left her and her puffy clit throbbed contently on your tastebuds as you rested your face against her and pulled your finger from inside her pulsating cunt âyou taste so good daddyâ you praise onto her pink flesh but doesnât answer.
She lifts her shaky leg from your shoulder âyouâre so good for me mamaâ and you try to hide the stupid smile that appears on your face as you look at her and dress her again as she runs her fingers through your hair while you close over her belt and kiss the buckle before raising to your feet and wrapping your arms over her shoulders, looking at her blushed face and leaning forward for a kiss, youâve never kissed her before despite how intimate you both have been it still felt distant but this time felt different, it felt like she actually cared about you and you cared about her, you always have.
Your eyes flutter close as you cup her face, ready to finally feel her mouth against yours before you felt her leave your grip âgo get cleaned up mamaâ she says before turning around and sitting in your brothers gaming chair, picking the controller up and turning on fifa again without giving you a second glance.
You felt your mouth turn into that horrible feeling of a frown and heard a sob leave your throat but Ellie acted like she couldnât hear you, she wished she couldnât hear you âclose the door on your way out.â âokayâ you whisper as you looked at the carpet and walked away.
You felt so used, a small tear rolling down your cheek as you left the room and closed the door behind you.
You walk into your bathroom and stop to look in your mirror, the sight of Ellie glistening on your lips and the tears rolling down from your bloodshot eyes turned your stomach as you tried to wipe them away while you stifled a sob as you heard the front door slam and your brother come up the stairs, walk pass the bathroom and into his bedroom.
He stood against the doorframe as he eyed Ellie âYou gonna admit I won now?â He says to her, he seems more calm now and so does she, maybe fucking his little sister made her feel like she truely had a one up on him anyway. Sure he beat her score but she fucked his sisters face just moments ago so she didnât give a fuck if he thought he won.
âSureâ she laughs as she tosses him the controller and sparks up a blunt, leaning back in his chair and manspreading as she took a draw and smirked to herself before she spoke âyour sister is niceâ
He stilled as he paused the game and stared her down âdonât you dareâ he has always been protective of you and Ellie knew this âwhat?â She giggled âjust donâtâ âbro sheâs your sisterâ she rolls her eyes âwhat do you take me for? Iâd neverâ
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