Now that I've watched all the episodes of Dispatch I just want to say this:
I still don't like Invisigal. Her "redemption arc", if you can even call it that, is completely centered around Robert liking her to the point where if you don't cater to her every whim throughout the game she turns to villainy. It doesn't matter that the other members of the Z-Team care about her or that she's given chance after chance after messing up multiple times, all that matters is Robert not kissing her back so she's evil now.
In my opinion, she's what's ruins what could've been a really interesting game. So much of this game has to contort itself to fit her and her romance. There should've been an opinion to let her go in the early game when she bailed on most of her shift. She should've been let go when she nearly got Chase killed after both of her bosses said not to go on a dangerous mission but she went anyway. Robert should've immediately fired her when she revealed to be the one who PUT HIM IN A COMA.
Instead, the game brushes past these things over and over again, so it's no wonder why the fanbase is reasonably frustrated. This isn't just the case of people hating complex female characters because there isn't anything complex about her. She's just a girl who likes Robert and constantly breaks personal and professional boundaries in order to get with him. She never learns anything because the game doesn't force her to, it just excuses everything she does and never fully acknowledges it.
It's even worse when the game paints her turning to villainy as you "neglecting her" like she's some child starved for attention. SHE'S A FULLY GROWN ADULT. SHE IS 27.
Anyway--would you guys like to see some Dispatch works?? Let me know??
They really gave us the worst people in the game to romance when theres a giant sweet and considerate smart guy(royd) right there. BUT NOOOOOOOO I HAVE TO PICK WHITE BITCH #1 OR WHITE BITCH #2!!!
God forbid i dont want my actual boss or a subordinate that wants to sexually harass me. if they gave us a third option of anyone else in the game i would bet good money that more than 70% of us would choose them over blonde basic and invisahoe. (No actual hate to the voice actors or the game itself)
All i want is to be able to romance anyone else!!! how are you going to have everyone flirt with robert and not let us romance AT LEAST MALEVOLA OR PRISM!!?!!?!!
Relationship Analysis: Nathan Drake and Elena Fisher are a Truly Forced Couple
Surprised to see me here, folks? Well I don't know what you were expecting, given I now have about five of these posts up on my blog. That said, I am very fond of Nathan, and given that he is consistently put down in order to prop up Elena, who should have been a one-off character, it was simply only a matter of time before I got here.
Buckle up and hang tight, readers, though if you adore anything Elena does, use the door and leave.
Elena Fisher: A Selfish Brat
When we first meet Elena, she's joined Nate to learn more about Sir Francis Drake's fate and treasure. It's clear to the players that she's just here for the fame, as she fights with her boss over the phone that losing this lead would be a major loss for her. This is obviously her own wants overriding/clashing with those of her superior, as evidenced by how she follows Nate just to punch him for leaving her out of the action. Their "romance" is only hinted at, suggesting that Elena was more of a "first girl" for the audience that served to introduce the players to Nate and his adventures.
Then it all comes crashing down when Elena is forced into the middle of the plot of the second and third games. This is evident by how, up until her entrance, Nate had a solidly invigorating dynamic going with Chloe, Sully, and, later, Cutter. Furthermore, Nate was his own character with them: he was a quick-thinking man with touches of awkwardness, had a serious side that balanced his humorous nature, and didn't become a wounded puppy with any of his supporting cast when they got mad at him.
But when Elena appears and throws fit after fit over Nate's adventuring that implicates him with the fiasco of the current game, Nate's agency abruptly and unnaturally vanishes. The minute Elena begins witching at him, Nate becomes subdued, and when she persistently belittles him and lords over Nate how much morally better than him she is, Nate acts like a misbehaving dog that's being scolded by its owner (I have seen such behaviors from dog owners and dogs, and describing Nathan's relationship with Elena as such is a terrifyingly accurate analogy.)
This flies against Nate's core character of independence and masculinity. When he's separated from her, Nathan is a strong male lead who can act of his own free will and not fear upsetting anyone. But when Elena, the perfect goddess who dangles a possible relationship with her over his head unless he caves to her whims, appears in his life, Nate suddenly becomes a second-guessing man who feels inferior for not being what she wants him to be. He apologizes to Elena endlessly, acts like a boyfriend on thin ice who needs to repair the relationship when it's not his fault for it becoming strained, and completely destroys himself as a person to make her happy.
And none of this - and I mean NONE of it - makes Elena pleased.
Even as Nate apologizes to her, Elena decides to be a petty witch by making herself out to be better than him, by getting the better of him as they make plans, insults his intelligence, and in the fourth game pretends to be dead just so that he will have a panic attack, then has the gall to laugh and say that the "prank" doesn't make them "remotely even" for him lying to her.
And said lie was done precisely to avoid her walking out on him for a THIRD time, and her immediate ditching of him when she discovers the truth proves that Nate's reasons for lying were well-founded.
None of this behavior either makes sense or is healthy, and if you think it does, then I genuinely don't know what is wrong with you.
Nathan Drake: A Selfless Wanderer.
Nathan has had no place to call his home from the time he was five years old. Going from place to place with Sam after leaving the orphanage, learning historical secret upon historical secret, is not just his way of coping with this fact. It's his calling, and Nate cannot for the life of him stay in one place too long simply because he doesn't know what he'd do if he settled in one location. Nate might not be Francis' actual descendant, but traveling the oceans is in his blood. It calls to him, begs him to unravel the mysteries of the deep, and he has to answer, because he wants to know. He wants to learn what caused those holes in history, and wants to discover them for the sake of knowledge (money never hurts either, but that takes second place for Nathan, as Sully can tell you.)
That's why he can never, in truth, be with Elena. She makes demands of him to leave his life behind and stay with her, to ignore what calls to him just so she herself might be pleased. It's why Nate and Chloe actually click and work so well together. She's a wanderer too, looking for something beyond what is known. She wants to find treasure, yes, but Chloe's no slouch in the historical department, either. Remember, she explained alongside Nate about Marco Polo's (albeit fictional) lost fleet. They have the same interests, the same desires, and their personalities balance each other without negating the other's agency. I mean come on, name one time Nate acted like he had to kill a part of himself to make Chloe happy, or one time Chloe was put down by Nate for being inferior to him in one area of expertise.
Such a moment never happened because they loved each other selflessly and didn't ask the other to compromise their core character just to please one in the relationship.
Nate's selflessness and adventuring is who he is. To make him destroy those parts of himself for the sake of "normalizing him" or to prop up the "good girl" is wrong. If Elena truly loved Nate, she'd have made as many concessions for him as he did for her, if not more so. If you love someone, you love them for who they are unconditionally, not what you can mold them to be for your own pleasure. Chloe tried to convince Nate of many less than good things, yes, but she never forced him to do those things. Nor did she force him into anything, even a relationship. Elena made Nate crawl on glass just for her forgiveness alone, and then put him through crap until he "came back to her" and abandoned the life he's meant to live.
This is why they are a forced couple. Elena's presence acts as a tool to make Nate act out of character just so that he can have a "morally superior" spouse who acts like a pettily pleased snot who "caught the interesting man" and bent him to her desires. Nate's agency is stripped so that Elena can become the lead of the franchise and turn him into a trophy that was once his own man.
This is wrong, on so many levels, and their relationship should serve as a warning for how to NOT write a couple in media.
That's all I have left on the matter. If you enjoyed this, I appreciate it. And if it got you thinking, I'm genuinely so happy. Nate and Elena's relationship is the one downside to the franchise, and I dearly hope I can find some like-minded people outside of a dear friend who understood my complaints, and who helped inspire this post.
Oh my god THANK YOU!!!!!!! Ive been thinking this the second i played uncharted for the first time . I always had a “bad feeling” about Elena and i never knew what it really was. This post has shown me why Elena made my ass itch for no reason. Nate isn’t Nate around her!
(This is 100% not a dig on elenas actress, just a bad vibe ive picked up on.)
Am I crazy?? Why are people shipping Mylo and Claggor? Not only does Mylo spend most of his screen time being head over heals over a black girl, but Claggor is literally his adoptive brother.
It’s not even figurative or an interpretation. Vander raised them both. Mylo verbatim said “he’s our father too”. Like cmon y’all.
As requested on my most recent poll!! I did try to keep it very neutral and ‘fluffy’. Please let me know who else i should write for im always looking for new ideas!!
König keeps a little journal with him at all times when he’s deployed. Just something to vent at or doodle in. He’s not the best artist but he tries, he even has small doodles in almost every page that kind of look like you.
His journal is VERY private the only person thats allowed to take a peak in there every now and then is you. Sometimes when he’s busy somewhere else in the house and he leaves his journal unattended you put tiny love notes in the corners of the pages.
While he’s not deployed König has three moods. Couch potato, horn dog, and the biggest ball of energy anyones ever seen.
König in couch potato mode is just a giant weighted blanket. He’ll lay on the couch taking up the entire couch just watching a movie or show of his choosing. You can try to join him but only if you can lift a part of him up, and if you can’t the floor or his lap would do fine.
König while he’s all energetic can mean a couple things for you. He’ll either want you to join him on a run or hike, but his idea of a small hike or a short run might just kill you half way through.
NSFW MDNI
When könig is riled up he’s practically glued to you in someway. His hands would most likely fall on your chest or waist trying to feel every inch of skin he can reach. His mouth would be marking you all over your neck, chest, and legs are going to be covered with bite marks and hickes red and sore.
Sometimes when he’s particularly desperate humping is to be expected. In those times you can bring down this massive 6’10 hulking man into nothing more than a whiny mess, Begging for your touch. He’ll look up at you while on his knees with those beautiful ocean eyes begging for any kind of attention/friction.
If hes just gotten back from deployment best believe the first thing hes looking for is you. He’ll drop everything at the door slamming it with his foot. The second he spots you his hands and lips are all over you. He mumbles against your skin about how much hes missed you before taking your lips into his.
Later that day he makes sure that you feel every inch second hes missed you. Almost breaking the bed, couch, you and table throughout the night. He does make sure to slow down every once and a while to just love on you and to also give you a break.
Königs stamina is very well above average much like the rest of him. He understands that breaks are important so you don’t break. ( as euphoric as it would be)
His after care routine is just as much for you as it is for him. Back rubs, bathroom trips and head scratches are some favorites but just having him there still breathing heavy wiping the sweat from your brow and giving you soft kisses all over your face is definitely on the top of all favorites.
König rarely loses control when you’re together, always couscous of how you feel and react. But there are those moments when he just snaps in the best way possible.
Sometimes he snaps before hes even entered you and he just grips the base of your head and positions you like you’re nothing more than a rag doll. König just relentlessly thrusting in and out of you while hes holding you still with one hand pushing your head down by your neck and the other sinking into your hip.
Other times könig and you are mid stroke when he snaps. Positioning you under him almost being crushed by his weight. He mindlessly pounds into you like a wild animal, both times ending with him filling you over and over again till hes had his fill, leaving you dripping and cock drunk.
It is almost guaranteed that you wake up the next morning sore and bruised but very satisfied. He’ll apologize for losing control by pampering you the entire day, so expect a lot of cuddles, kisses, and being fed your favorite foods.
As requested on my most recent poll!! I did try to keep it very neutral and ‘fluffy’. Please let me know who else i should write for im always looking for new ideas!!
König keeps a little journal with him at all times when he’s deployed. Just something to vent at or doodle in. He’s not the best artist but he tries, he even has small doodles in almost every page that kind of look like you.
His journal is VERY private the only person thats allowed to take a peak in there every now and then is you. Sometimes when he’s busy somewhere else in the house and he leaves his journal unattended you put tiny love notes in the corners of the pages.
While he’s not deployed König has three moods. Couch potato, horn dog, and the biggest ball of energy anyones ever seen.
König in couch potato mode is just a giant weighted blanket. He’ll lay on the couch taking up the entire couch just watching a movie or show of his choosing. You can try to join him but only if you can lift a part of him up, and if you can’t the floor or his lap would do fine.
König while he’s all energetic can mean a couple things for you. He’ll either want you to join him on a run or hike, but his idea of a small hike or a short run might just kill you half way through.
NSFW MDNI
When könig is riled up he’s practically glued to you in someway. His hands would most likely fall on your chest or waist trying to feel every inch of skin he can reach. His mouth would be marking you all over your neck, chest, and legs are going to be covered with bite marks and hickes red and sore.
Sometimes when he’s particularly desperate humping is to be expected. In those times you can bring down this massive 6’10 hulking man into nothing more than a whiny mess, Begging for your touch. He’ll look up at you while on his knees with those beautiful ocean eyes begging for any kind of attention/friction.
If hes just gotten back from deployment best believe the first thing hes looking for is you. He’ll drop everything at the door slamming it with his foot. The second he spots you his hands and lips are all over you. He mumbles against your skin about how much hes missed you before taking your lips into his.
Later that day he makes sure that you feel every inch second hes missed you. Almost breaking the bed, couch, you and table throughout the night. He does make sure to slow down every once and a while to just love on you and to also give you a break.
Königs stamina is very well above average much like the rest of him. He understands that breaks are important so you don’t break. ( as euphoric as it would be)
His after care routine is just as much for you as it is for him. Back rubs, bathroom trips and head scratches are some favorites but just having him there still breathing heavy wiping the sweat from your brow and giving you soft kisses all over your face is definitely on the top of all favorites.
König rarely loses control when you’re together, always couscous of how you feel and react. But there are those moments when he just snaps in the best way possible.
Sometimes he snaps before hes even entered you and he just grips the base of your head and positions you like you’re nothing more than a rag doll. König just relentlessly thrusting in and out of you while hes holding you still with one hand pushing your head down by your neck and the other sinking into your hip.
Other times könig and you are mid stroke when he snaps. Positioning you under him almost being crushed by his weight. He mindlessly pounds into you like a wild animal, both times ending with him filling you over and over again till hes had his fill, leaving you dripping and cock drunk.
It is almost guaranteed that you wake up the next morning sore and bruised but very satisfied. He’ll apologize for losing control by pampering you the entire day, so expect a lot of cuddles, kisses, and being fed your favorite foods.
Cw; suggestive content, mdni 18+, fluff, strong language, and more idk
Please let me know who to write about next i lowkey need help
She loves it when your overstimulated and/or crying she will keep that ravenous pace going. In her mind if you have tears rolling down your face then shes doing her job.
Sevika loves eye contact. It gives her a sense of power over you. “Cmon now pretty girl did i say you can look away?”
She loves to tease you and for her its very easy. With her muscles on muscles and her lipstick thats just begging to be smudged all she has to do is give you one look and your already hot and bothered.
Sevika ‘somehow’ always finds a way between your thighs. Whether it be her hand while she’s playing poker or her head after a long day at work. And trust and believe she can stay down there for hours. Who needs to breathe anyway? not her.
Sevika will sometimes just bury her face in your neck when shes too tired to do anything else. Shes a total cuddle bug when you two are alone. Sevika also really likes to put all your weight on her like your nothing.
Sevika will let you hold her hand out in public as long as its outside the last drop. If someones catcalling you though she’ll put her whole arm around you and death stare them. She likes to kiss your knuckles every now and then most times she doesn’t even realize it.
She’ll definitely spoil you too. ‘ you want those shoes?’ You have them within the hour ‘you like the color of that dress?’ She’ll have a strap custom made in that color. You will have to model the shoes for her when you get home too but only in the shoes. “Fuck princess those shoes really bring out your eyes.” As she stares at your tits.
Abby will not take her hands off you if she can help it. Her hands would be everywhere from your calfs to your cheeks. Half the time you wouldn’t even know when she started touching you and now you cant go at least a day without some sort of Abby’s caressing.
Hugging is a MUST. Abby loves it when your body is pressed up against hers. She tries to say that shes helping you out by “cracking your back” or “giving you a message” but really she just wants to feel you.
The second you lay down Abby is right next to you trying to cuddle or pull you on top of her (like a weighted blanket) and i give you the best of luck trying to get up to even try to do something. You’ll be met with whining and pouting and those big ol’puppy dog eyes.
Nsfw Minors DNI
During sex she loves to just watch your ass ripple. You already know that her favorite position is doggy or anything where she can see your ass move.
You regularly get bruises on your hips and waist from Abby’s iron grip. She practically uses you like a sex doll just to see and feel you move and jiggle.
If you have big boobs/tits best believe Abby’s shoving her head in between them. Afterwards you have a ton of marks all over your chest from bites to hickies.
Abby cant help herself through out the day but to just ogle at your curves. Shes no better than a man. The same goes if you have a big ass. Just prepare to be sore in the morning, afternoon and night. She just cant get enough of you.
It had been a long day. Woke up early, got ready for work, got to work, didn't have any breaks, then went to my ex's, and got home later than I wanted to. Which would definitely cause some problems with Abby. Oh, boy... I wasn't ready for the arguing and accusations. But maybe she was already asleep.
And mad at me.
Fuuuuck.
I slipped the key into the lock, slowly turning them to unlock the door, sneaking in with caution and ease. Something I've been good at since... Forever, I guess.
The coast was clear. No lights on, no tv shows playing, no music, no nothing. I let out a sigh of relief, fist pumping the air in excitement. I would rather Abs be asleep and mad at me instead of awake and arguing. She never really liked me being out late anyways unless she was there.
Flick. A light turned on, casting a big, mean shadow.
Oh fuck. No, no, no.
"Did you have fun out today?" Abby stood im the hallway, her shadow looming over me. She was beyond pissed. I did not need to look at her to know, I could feel and hear it. "Meet up with some friends?"
*What?" | dropped my bag on the floor and hung up the keys,
"Abby, I've been at work since morning. What're you on about?" turning to her with a confused look.
*You work from nine in the morning to seven at night."
"Yeah?"
"It's almost ten, Y/N! Where were you?" Abby marched over to me, crossing her huge arms across her chest and glaring down at me.
"Abby, I don't have time for this. I was getting a few things from my mom, that's all.” I partially lied. I wasn't with my mom but I was retrieving some of my belongings from my ex.
"Yeah? Or were you out fucking Ellie?"
I gave her a disgusted look, shaking my head at her. Not because of who she said I was with but because of her accusation. She knows I would never cheat on her. Not now, not ever. Why would she even think that?
"Fucking, excuse me?"
"Does this look familiar?" Abby pulled up a photo of me and Ellie speaking to one another, fiddling with our hands, a nervous smile present on both parties lips, "Owen sent me a photo of you two together.
My eyes snapped up to hers, now raging at the name coming out of her mouth, "fucking, who!? Owen!?" | scoffed, rolling my eyes at her and shaking my head, "why's he still in your contacts? Why do you have his number?"
"Don't turn the tables on me, Y/N. Answer me."
At that point, I was already fed up with her bullshit, waving my hand in her face as I walked down the hall to our shared bedroom. Abby chased me down, hot on my heels.
"Fuck you, Abigail."
"Fuck me? No, Y/N, fuck you!" Abby's voice cracked a bit, not because she was crying but because she had been raising her voice at me and she hated doing so.
I scoffed at her rebuttal and tried to slam the door but abby caught it with her foot just in time, "The reason I have his number is so he can take my shifts like how i did for our anniversary!"
I rolled my eyes and scoffed again “ Yeah right how do i know that you haven’t been fucking behind my back then!” Abby had a pained look on her face.
“Do you seriously think that i would cheat on you? After everything!” Abby swung the door open so roughly it shook the wall. “Of course not but why would you think i would do that to you? Especially since you know how my last relationship ended and how badly it fucked me up!”
My eyes were tearing up as i remember how badly it hurt when i walked in on Ellie and Dina on our anniversary a few years back. Abby sighed and rubbed her face with her hands in an attempt to calm down.
“I-i look I shouldn’t have accused you. I guess I was just scared that you’d leave me for her or something and I shouldn’t have listened to Owen for all we know he’s just trying to stir up drama. I'm sorry.” Abby looked down while rubbing the back of her neck.
“I’m sorry I tried to flip it back to you, the truth is i was just getting some of my old stuff back it was just stuff i didn’t have the balls to get back yet.” I pulled out small photos of my childhood and some souvenirs and pins.
“I know it doesn’t look like much but these mean alot to me.” Abby pulled me into a hug and kept me there “oh baby, I’m sorry but why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve gotten that stuff for you or helped.”
My face buried in her chest i sighed “ i wanted to do it myself not burden you. You already do so much for me anyway.” I wipe my face with my sleeve as i break the hug
“How about i reward you for being so brave and to make it up to you too .” Abby holds me by my waist and looks me in the eyes. “That sound good princess?” I nod eagerly and wrap my arms around her neck.
“Yeah, that sounds really good.” I squealed as she picked me up and took me to the edge of the bed. Abby pulled me into a steamy kiss and laid me down as she crawled on top of me never breaking the kiss.
My chest pressed down against the sheets as one hand propped onto my hip while the other was rubbing up and down my spine. "Aren't you just the prettiest girl, huh baby?" Abby teases me her breath right on my neck.
My mouth hangs open, just at the thought of her lips on where i most need her. I can feel Abby smirk at how reactive I am to her touch and how I arch my back into her. Then that familiar, intoxicating feeling of me stretching at Abby's girth, drew out a light whimper from my lips.
"You're doin' so good baby taking me like the slut you are." Abby covers my body with hers and i can feel her chest on my back as she starts to move. Her relentless pace that she set was mind numbing to the point that i was drooling at the sensation.
The room fills with the sounds of skin slapping, Abby groaning, and my pornographic moans. Abby's large hands pushed my head down into the pillow, muffling me so her own sounds of pleasure were heard. She even seemed to be slowing her pace, one hand slipping down to my hip while the other tug my head up by my hair, lips nearing my ear.
"God baby you're grippin me so tight, I can barely move." a thin sheen of sweat covers both of our bodies. My juices forming a ring at the base of Abby's strap, the sounds the strap going in and out of me are deafening, yet so satisfying to hear on repeat.
"Abby, please," was all I could say, begging her to just ruin me.
"Please what, baby? Use your words, don't be shy now." I whimpered at her teasing, aching for all of her. I can feel a coil in my stomach tighten even more and i give in. "Please Abby let me cum, please please please!"
Abby coos and quickens her pace. Her grip becomes bruising as she shows no mercy pounding into me. "There you go baby. You sound so pretty when you beg, go ahead princess cum, you've earned it." Abby whispers through gritted teeth as she pressed her mouth to my ear.
The coil snapped and my body froze momentarily, a small shiver taking over, my eyes rolling back, and moans that ended up increasing in volume came out of my voice box. Abby didn't even stop there, still thrusting into me so I could ride out my high.
“There you go, such a pretty slut for me huh?” Abby’s thrusts slowed as she starts soothing me with gentle hands. A clear contrast of her seconds before. My hands go to hold abby’s hand on my hip and i start rubbing shapes into the back of her hand.
“I think you really made it up to me abs.” Abby slides out of me with a small chuckle leaning into my back. Abby leans up to kiss the back of my neck. “What do you say we take a nice relaxing bath right now, princess?”
I turn as much as i can to look at her, a sex drunk smile on my lips. “Mmmmm that would be amazing.”
Summary: You wake up next to sam drake, your longtime boyfriend who just proposed to you the night before
Warning: 18+/suggestive content, language,
A/N: I dont really write but… Ta da????? I also posted this on ao3 if you’d like to check that out
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You stir awake to the feeling of Sam lightly kissing your neck and you snake a hand up his neck and to his jawline.
“Mmm, good morning to you too,” you groggily whisper to him as you tried to push yourself further into him and feel the warmth he was producing. “So, thoughts on last night?” looking up from your neck, he raised an eyebrow at you.
You put a finger on your chin as if you were in deep thought “Hmmm, last night, ya know, I don’t think I remember much of anything happening last night. Would you care to remind me of last nights events, Mr. Drake?”
He chuckles as he slowly crawls up your body so you were then eye to eye. “Well Ms. ‘soon to be Mrs. Drake,’ I’ll try my best,” He grins as he pulls you into a loving kiss.
His hands caressing your naked body leaving no inch of skin untouched. Your hands tangled in his hair while you wrapped your legs around his waist. He breaks the kiss as your need for air grew unbearable.
“Mmmh sweetheart the things you do to me,” He groaned breathlessly against your lips. Sam gave you one final peck on the lips as he trailed down your body mumbling sweet nothings till he reached your thighs.
He glances up at you through his eyelashes while nibbling the inside of your thighs. Sam held eye contact for just a second before he delved into your folds, the bridge of his nose rubbing against your clit.
You gasp his name and grab the back of his head pushing him deeper into you. Your head sinking deeper into the pillow as you let a few whimpers out. The room filled with your moans and the squelching sounds Sam was pulling from you.
The combined sensations of Sam’s muffled groans and the addition of two fingers brought you closer to the edge. Your thighs trembling and your moans growing louder signaling Sam how close you are.
“F-fuck Sam… Baby please,” you begged, pawing at his scalp.
“Hush, darling, I know,” He mumbled against your skin, his free hand soothing over your shaking legs. Your climax hit you fast and hard and left you seeing stars. Your thighs clamping down on Sam’s head holding him there while you rode out your orgasm.
“Fuck, Sam! Please, please, please!” You screamed breathlessly as you went limp.
“Oh, is that your way of asking for a second round?”
“Oh God, please, no, not yet!” you pleaded as Sam crawled back up cradling you in his arms. You breathed in his scent and kissed his chest and neck following the path of his tattoos.
His hand rubbing up and down your back went still as you looked up at him. “What there something on my face?” He chuckled.
“Well yeah but that’s not what I’m looking at,” you laughed. Then pulled him down for another heated kiss. You could taste yourself on his lips as Sam changes positions. So he’s back between your legs, you can feel his hard cock on your thigh.
Sam starts to grinding his cock back and forth between your folds. Smearing your slick on his cock. He reaches in between the two of you and positions himself in front of your entrance. You both groan as he enters you, Sam sliding all the way until your hips meet.
“Shit darling… how are you still so damn tight.” Sam gaped while grabbing your hips. He set an almost animalistic pace, every now and then leaning down to kiss you.
You hands started to wander from your sides as you became more and more desperate for release. Whimpers and his name were the only things coming out of your mouth, your mind too clouded to even think of other things to say.
Sam’s hips soon losing rhythm, signaling that he too was close to his climax. Sam leaned down to your neck he bites down slightly groaning into your skin as he rides through his orgasm.
“Fuck baby… God i love you.” Sam muttered against your skin, your bodies still tangled you move your hand to pet his hair. Sam lightly kissed your sore skin slowly getting off and out of you.
When he pulled out you both groaned at how sensitive you both are. your breathing was almost completely calmed while Sam’s was only now starting to calm down. He got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom.
Naturally you stare when from the ceiling to his ass as he left. When Sam returned he had put on boxers and had a damp wash cloth in his hand. You hummed when Sam kissed your forehead before he cleaned you up.
Sam returned the wash cloth to the bathroom before he went right back into bed with you. “We should really shower, huh?” You whispered as you laid your head on his chest.
“Later sweetheart just let me enjoy some time with my beautiful new fiancé.” He whispered back as he rubbed your arm slightly closing his eyes.
You gazed up at him ready to spend the rest of your life married to Samuel Drake.
An: i don’t really write fanfics if Ellie is out of character im sorry
Summary: on the rare occasion that you and your longtime girlfriend Ellie get slow mornings in the crazy world you live in
Sun light shines through the somehow unbroken window and the over growth outside hitting you right in the face. You stir awake with a groan “ Well good morning sleeping beauty.” Ellie joked as she nuzzled her face into the nape of your neck.
“Mmmh morning.” She mumbled as she rubbed her eyes. Y/n turned to face Ellie and admire her features. “What… why are you looking at me like that?” “ what do you mean i always look at you like this.” Ellie rolls her eyes as she smiled at you.
“Right and since when was this ‘always’ happening exactly?” Ellie teased while she pushed back her hair from her face. “Hmmmm id say since I’ve met you maybe.” Y/n hummed and made a motion like she was thinking.
“Y’know ill still look at you like this even though you snore.” Y/n laughed. Ellie groaned and rolled her eyes even harder. “I do not snore! You’re lying!” Ellie yelled and lightly pushed her.
“Y’know you mumble in your sleep!” Ellie shouted and attacked her with kisses all over her face and neck. Y/n bursted with laughter trying her hardest to push her away. “No Ellie! No stop it!!” Y/n screamed “why don’t you make me?huh ,gorgeous!”
