Containing- Fingering, caring Ellie!, passionate love making, reassuring, eating out, nipple play (a little)
Small chested femreader! X gf Ellie
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You sit on the edge of the bed in the dim light of your shared room, arms crossed over your chest, staring at the floor. The conversation with your friend earlier replays in your mind—the casual joke about how 'real women' have curves, how flat chests just don't cut it. It stings more than you'd admit, especially now, with Ellie walking in from patrol, her boots thudding softly as she kicks them off.
She notices immediately. Ellie's sharp eyes catch the way your shoulders hunch, the tension in your posture. “Hey,”she says, voice low and steady, dropping her pack by the door. She crosses the room in a few strides, kneeling in front of you, her calloused hands gently prying your arms apart. “What's going on? You look like the world's ending.”
You try to brush it off, but the words tumble out anyway. “It's stupid. Just... feeling shitty about my body. My boobs. They're so small, like, barely there. Everyone else has these perfect ones, and I just... I feel invisible sometimes.” Your voice cracks, heat rising to your face as you avoid her gaze.
Ellie's expression softens, her green eyes locking onto yours with that intense focus she has. She stands, pulling you up with her, and guides you to sit back on the bed. “Invisible? To me?” She shakes her head, a small smile tugging at her lips. “You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. And your tits? Fuck, I love them.” Her hands slide up your sides, thumbs brushing the undersides through your shirt. “They're perfect. Sensitive, real. Let me show you”
Before you can protest, she leans in, capturing your lips in a slow, reassuring kiss. Her mouth moves against yours with gentle pressure, tongue slipping in to taste you, calming the storm in your chest. You melt into it, hands gripping her shoulders, feeling the strength in her lean frame.
She breaks the kiss, trailing her lips down your jaw, your neck, nipping lightly at your collarbone. “I mean it” she murmurs against your skin. “Every part of you turns me on.” Her fingers hook under the hem of your shirt, lifting it slowly. You raise your arms, letting her peel it off, exposing your bare chest—no bra today, just you, small and vulnerable.
Ellie pauses, eyes drinking you in. "See? Gorgeous.” She cups one breast in her palm, thumb circling the nipple until it hardens under her touch. A soft gasp escapes you as she leans down, taking the peak into her mouth. She sucks gently at first, tongue flicking over the sensitive bud, then harder, teeth grazing just enough to send sparks through your body.
“Feels good, right?” she whispers, switching to the other side, lavishing it with the same attention. Her free hand kneads your waist, pulling you closer. The warmth of her mouth, the wet pull of her lips, makes your insecurities fade, replaced by building heat between your legs.
You nod, threading fingers through her short hair, holding her there. “Ellie... please.” Your voice is breathy, needy. She looks up, smirking that cocky grin, but her eyes are full of affection. “Tell me what you want. I want to make you feel good.”
“Touch me. Everywhere.” You pull at her shirt, and she yanks it off quickly, revealing her own toned body, the tattoo on her arm flexing as she moves. She pushes you back onto the bed, hovering over you, kissing a path down your stomach. Her hands work your pants open, sliding them down along with your underwear, leaving you naked beneath her.
She settles between your thighs, hands spreading them wide. “So wet already,” she says, voice husky, fingers tracing your folds. She parts you, dipping one finger inside, then two, curling them to stroke that spot that makes you arch. “This pussy is mine, and I love every inch of you.”
Her thumb finds your clit, rubbing in firm circles as she pumps her fingers deeper, faster. You moan, hips bucking against her hand, the pleasure coiling tight. But she stops suddenly, withdrawing, making you whine. “Not yet. I want to taste you”
Ellie lowers her head, breath hot against your core. Her tongue flattens, licking a long stripe from your entrance to your clit. She laps at you steadily, sucking your clit between her lips, humming vibrations into your skin. Her fingers join again, thrusting in rhythm with her mouth, fucking you open while she devours you.
The room fills with the sounds of your wetness, her slurps, your gasps. “Ellie—oh god, yes” She doesn't let up, tongue swirling, fingers scissoring inside you, stretching you. Your hands clutch the sheets, body trembling as the orgasm builds.
“Come for me,” she urges, voice muffled against you. “You're so fucking hot like this.” The words push you over, waves crashing as you clench around her fingers, crying out her name. She works you through it, licking softly until you're spent, boneless.
But she's not done. Ellie climbs up, shedding her own pants, revealing her slick folds. She straddles your thigh, grinding against it while leaning down to kiss you, letting you taste yourself on her lips. “Your turn to feel me,” she says, guiding your hand between her legs.
You slide two fingers into her heat, feeling her walls grip you tight. She rocks against your hand, moaning into your mouth, her small breasts pressing against yours—hers just as modest, a reminder that she's right there with you. “See? We're perfect together.”
You thrust up into her, thumb on her clit, matching her pace. She rides your fingers hard, breaths coming in pants, until she shudders, coming with a low groan, soaking your hand.
She collapses beside you, pulling you into her arms, bodies tangled. “No more doubting yourself, okay? I love you exactly as you are” Her hand rests lightly on your chest, a gentle affirmation. You nod, finally believing it, wrapped in her warmth.
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