🂭 Ellie x Cowgirl!reader → Part 1
🃁 Summary: After Ellie sleeps with cowgirl!reader they don't know where they will take things.
🃖 Contents: 18+, smut, subtop!ellie, f!reader, sub!ellie x f!reader, fingering (both recieving), oral (r!recieving) , masturbation, thigh riding
a/n: Yay to my second fic ever being done, that's worth celebrating. I won't lie I'm struggling hard, I'm so worried it won't be as good as the first or it will be worse. No matter how much I worked on it I feel like I could have done more. On a brighter note I'm having way too much fun with these dividers.
The next morning was brisk, before you had slipped out of Ellie’s dark bedroom you took one last look at her sleeping form. It pulled at something deep inside you. She looked so peaceful it almost made you feel guilty.
Once back in your room you tossed yourself in bed twisting and turning in hopes to sleep. Everything was still quiet on the other side.
Inevitably sleep would never come, you were now haunted by the memory of Ellie on top of you. The way she used you for her own pleasure just hours before, the memories of her naked body in the bath you drew her. She had been looking at you like you might fade overnight.
You felt conflicted, why did you pursue her if you knew you couldn’t stay.
Dressing and heading to the kitchen in search of coffee, it was still a bit dark. You were greeted with the mess you left in the kitchen the night before. Fruit flies swarming the potato Ellie had been cutting before you two- you forced yourself to literally shake off the memory it had been a one time thing, you wouldn’t reminisce.
You began cleaning up before having your coffee stopping to stare at the sunlight beginning to pour into the house.
Ellie had it well decorated so many knick knacks even the simple curtains framing the window added to the coziness of it all. After years of roaming inns and towns you could appreciate the home Ellie had made for herself. All of her knick knacks really helped make the space.
By the window there was a record table with all kinds of records underneath. She had a little astronaut figure on the table, and next to it two horse carvings one finished and one not.
Things like these glimpses of Ellie remind you it was a stranger. You really knew nothing about her it weighed deep in you. You weren’t ready to speak to Ellie. Unsure what to make of your night together. Even more unsure of how to tell her it couldn't happen again, not if you were gonna work for her.
You couldn't, you never stayed in one place for long, you had been drifting for years. Seeing different corners of the country, relishing in the freedom it gave you. Occasionally staying in a town until winter passed and before moving on. This time you just happened to be in Seattle.
You didn’t know what made you feel so shaken, were you really going to risk a good stable job for the chance it could work out with her? If it didn’t work you would have to start your search over again in hopes to be hired for “`man’s job”.
But hell if you didn’t want more of her.
You realized you can’t just sit there fiddling your thumbs thinking about Ellie staring out the window like some film character. You decided to start breakfast and anything else you could make, finally settling on muffins.
All those extra imperfect strawberries were gonna go bad, Ellie had said so herself.
Ellie woke up alone with the ceiling staring back at her. Dazed before she could even recall the memories of the night she felt the ache in her thighs. Then came the fragments of what happened just hours before to the front of her mind.
She wasn’t surprised to wake up alone, but she’d hoped you hadn't just outright left. I mean you drew a bath for her that had to mean something right?
Ellie slipped out of bed as quietly as she could, She felt the house bitterly cold despite it being an August morning. Her lack of pants was likely to blame.
Hesitating before finally going down the steps, She saw you fully dressed pulling a tray out of the oven.
Her senses suddenly overwhelmed with what seemed like the smell of pastries.
Then you place it next to 4 other trays? Before stopping and locking eyes with her.
“Hi” you said with a shy look, but it was distant. All the warmth from the night before was nowhere to be found.
What were you even doing?
“Do you run a secret bakery I didn’t know about?” she questioned face scrunched, eyes sleepy.
“I found some ingredients for muffins figured I might as well..” you responded scratching the back of your neck looking around as if taking it in from Ellie’s perspective.
“How will we eat all of these?" Ellie asked in all seriousness. Rubbing her eyes, brain still half asleep. She had never seen anyone act like this after sleeping with her.
You scoffed as if the idea was ridiculous (because it was)
“Of course we won’t eat them all, I figured we could take em’ to the market tomorrow?”
Ellie felt relieved at your confirmation you weren’t planning on leaving yet. You two had been filling Ellie’s truck with strawberries and everything you’d need for the farmer’s market.
But why were you talking about muffins? Tip toeing around the elephant in the room.
Ellie’s confusion was written all over face. She made her way over to the table before she quietly began working on her breakfast.
The air became rigid, filled with an empty silence.
Your grip awkward on your fork as you pushed your food around. Suddenly embarrassed about what you decided to say.
You didn’t want to give Ellie mixed signals, but you couldn't keep her close either; it would hurt too much when you left.
As Ellie got up to bring two glasses of water to the table. You felt your ears warm getting glimpses of her bare legs under her flannel. it looked like she had picked it up off the floor and put it back on. A careless look that could only work for her.
Sitting back down quietly you both began to speak.
“I think” You and Ellie spoke simultaneously
“You first,” Ellie murmured.
“It’s for the best if last night doesn’t happen again, once I have enough money I’ll be out of your hair. I’m sorry I even started it in the first place”
Ellie seemed to be stuck processing what you were saying. She was looking at you like a deer in headlights.
“I really appreciate all you’ve done for me, especially what you didn’t have to go out of your way to do. I will try to stay out of your way and I’ll be out of here before you know it” you said with a tone of finality.
“I was gonna say we should start with the horses instead of the berries today” Ellie finally responded
Keeping her face as neutral as possible, she wouldn’t wear her heart on her sleeve. To say she was disappointed would be an understatement.
Ellie watched as you picked up your dishes before putting on your hat and heading out without her.
She walked over as you were brushing the main of your horse, you were working quietly eyes down.
Ellie didn’t want to know the name of your horse, she didn’t want to know anything else about you if you were just going to leave. She continued stomping around.
She’d be alone in this enormous house again. Yet she didn't want to admit she wanted you to stay.
Neither of acknowledging the reality hanging in the air. You both established a smooth rhythm. Ellie decided she should try to get back to her usual routine.
But nevertheless, when she was in the middle of a mundane task like hand feeding the sheep she would get so lost in thought of what you had looked like underneath her. How you talked her through it. Remembering what it was like down to see where both of you had met.
It wasn’t until she felt the prick of the sheep’s teeth that she came back to reality. She looked around to double check you hadn't seen her spacing out while having her hand swallowed.
As she walked back she saw you brushing the mane of your horse, your eyes snapping up at hers quickly before going back to what you were doing.
Expression hidden under the brim of your hat but Ellie swore she could make out the pink dusting your cheeks even in the dark barn. It was noticeable you were also having trouble focusing. in her presence.
So Ellie began to think she could use this to her advantage. Make you want her and make you stay.
She walked past you to the closet in the barn stepping in her clunky boots while adjusting her own hat.
Ellie’s head snapped to your turning around, eyes looking right into yours.
“Can you help me lock the gate? The latch won’t work”
Ellie said nothing and made her way over moving in front of you.
With her this close you could tell that even while working she still smelled sickly sweet.
Bringing you back to the night before once again. It had barely been a day and you didn’t think you could stay here longer if staying away from her felt like this.
She kneeled and inspected the latch before effortlessly popping it into place.
When she stood back up you both looked at each other.
Ellie froze as your eyes moved to her lips before coming back up. She was itching to kiss you again but she wanted you to want her for more than just the day, she wanted you to take her seriously enough to stay and see where it goes.
Your eyes stuck on her lips remembering how honey-like she tasted. Despite the walls you had put up you began to lean in.
She swiftly turned to go around you as you were leaning in. She couldn't let herself give in. She walked off quickly into the house.
You were left simultaneously frozen, flustered and embarrassed.
Ellie angrily took off her hat putting it on the hook, wouldn’t come on her farm sleep with her then play with her emotions like this. She was going to make sure you who wanted her like she wanted you.
You both avoided eye contact through dinner, you didn't know what to do with yourself. That situation in the barn was too close not to mention unfair to Ellie who you had told it was going to be a one time thing.
You wanted so much more of Ellie, but you had set the distance all by yourself.
Ellie pushed around dinner on the plate then made some excuse about being tired, leaving you alone with your thoughts.
You lost your appetite, she wished you knew more about her. How could you consider staying when you didn’t even know who she was?
While you were right downstairs pouting and would probably give into her if Ellie tried. However she would not allow herself to ask first. She knew you wanted her regardless of all that babble about leaving but she would make sure you said it first.
More importantly she was desperate to cum again, if you didn’t want to be with her fine. But she’s needed to take care of herself.
Peeling off her dirty clothes from the day, belt, boots and all. Running a hot bath for herself, a sort of self care after what happened between you two left her reeling.
She slid inside relishing in the warm water soaking her skin. Leaning her head back as she began to trail her hand down her stomach to her mound.
Biting her lip as she slid a finger separating her folds, the feeling of the water adding to the sensation. She began to brush her clit; it was taking everything in her to be discreet.
She felt needy yet shameless hearing as you walked up the stairs into your room it only spurred her on more.
It was not nearly the same pleasure not now that she had felt herself against you, but indulging herself was so freeing after those heated glances.
She couldn’t deny her pent up frustration, it's like every part of her that had been sleeping and had woken up when you had touched her. She hadn't left her alone since.
She imagined it was you whispering in her ear, or underneath her again guiding her and bringing her to the edge.
By the time she came down from her orgasm the tub had gone still and cold.
Ellie was left feeling empty, head back, eyes closed, lost in thought.
How would she get you to change your mind?
She dried off, stopping to stare at your door before going to bed for the night. Starring at the ceiling once again wondering what she’d gotten herself into.
Ellie wasn’t nearly as discreet as she seemed to think, you could hear the sounds of the water sloshing. She had been there for two hours. You were certain you could imagine what she’d been doing if she felt even half the need you did. When she finally came out and you heard her trek to her room pausing at your door, you needed a cold shower yourself imagining what she'd been up to.
Cursing yourself you wouldn’t allow yourself to give into your desires, it was your decision to stay away from her in the first place. Yet no matter how many times you said to yourself it did not stick in your brain.
But you could at least give yourself this, you had your hand in your own boy-short underwear unable to resist the memories of last night. Knowing Ellie might have been doing the same only lit the fire in you.
As you bucked into your own hand feeling pitiful, was this really what it was gonna be like? You would work tortured by her presence for a month. Then what? leave and spend your days drifting and reminiscing about her.
You finished before turning over to sleep hoping Ellie would at least let you touch her in your dreams.
Morning rolled around, it was sort of a big day for you two.
Today Ellie would take you to the farmers market. She explained she would come every month to sell what the farm produced and do a bit of her own shopping. You listened intently and quietly while she' spoke.
She claimed she could go alone which you expected but you insisted; claiming it’s what she’d paid you for.
The truth is you were curious about Ellie’s life while you had promised to stay away; your actions would say otherwise.
When you arrived Ellie climbed down the truck and went straight to a middle aged man who waved at her. Tipping his hat and Ellie tipped hers back. She seemed to laugh, brighter than you had seen her in days.
You wasted no time either while she hadn’t given you much instruction you had begun taking the stock out of the trunk.
Fresh berries, jugs of milk, cartons of eggs and muffins filled the crates Ellie had brought.
She had written everything down and pulled a folded sheet from her jeans, she wrote how much she expected for what she brought and waited for him to agree on a price.
He nodded before joking Ellie was lucky to have good stock or he wouldn’t accept so easily.
Ellie chuckled. The older man reminded her of Joel’s stubbornness.
Ellie began carrying things to his stand and you followed suit.
You kept your eyes low; hat even lower. Avoiding the stares. People were curious it had been years since Ellie came with anyone at all and before that it was Joel.
“Who’s your ol’ friend there Ellie, she’s quite the looker. Is she hitched yet? I have a nephew with his own farm not too far East.” The older man exclaimed.
Thankfully you were out of listening distance.
Ellie tried to hide her disdain,
“No as far as I know she is not looking for anything, see you next month” She said hoping the unexpected jealousy wasn’t too clear on her face.
"Ah, I see now" the man said chuckling as Ellie walked off.
Ellie saw a familiar kind woman she often bought from soaps and lotions from. She did her best to smile. Since her trips into town were few and in between, she tried to put on her best face.
As Ellie made her way quickly through the stands you followed her complacently. A sort of silent apology. You bought some of your own things, a woman selling bouquets of local wild flowers and some more baking ingredients. Ellie seemed to eye you as you picked through the flowers.
You didn't even know why you were buying things that made it seem like you would stay. Once again you couldn't help yourself. you both put your things in the truck bed and hopped in the front of the truck. It would be an hour’s way back to the house.
By this time the sun was setting perfectly on Ellie’s face through the truck’s windshield, while you had asked repeatedly she wouldn't let you drive stubborn as ever.
While you would have preferred to drive, you couldn't complain the view of her made it entirely worth it.
Brown hat casting a slight shadow on her brows, wearing a flannel with cut off sleeves, freckles suddenly noticeable under the sunset, playing with a toothpick in her mouth. Her forearm rested on the car door as her arm extended out the window. Both rolled down letting in the mellow August breeze.
Your eyes trailed down to her lips the way she played with the toothpick made you think about what kissing her had been like, what almost kissing her had been like.
You wanted to watch her use you for her own satisfaction again, make her feel good, to ruin it for anyone after you.
You weren't going to last a month in Seattle, not with Ellie looking like that.
“Something on my face?” Ellie teased breaking you out of your trance, looking at you before turning to face the road again.
The roads were smooth then bumpy the farther out of town you got.
“No- nothing at all” you tried to play off looking out the window again. Trying to scowl but it was more a look of guilt.
She smirked and let out a huff while you two continued the silent drive.
You had brought a paperback you tried to flip through but it was no use the roads were too uneven. Besides with Ellie humming along quietly to some song playing on the radio you were rendered useless.
She was hypnotizing, nodding her head along. Her persistent aroma filled the small front of the truck. With not even an arm’s length separating you both. Not even a center console.
Ellie turn over into a dead end, as soon as you realize
“Hey, where are we-" you started.
“Thought I’d pull over if you're gonna keep looking at me like that” Ellie interrupted.
“All day you’ve been looking at me like that, I don’t understand why you won’t just outright do whatever it is you're thinking” she said.
Ellie had been sneaking glances at you as well; she wasn’t blind.
Your own well worn hat, a small paperback resting on one thigh, some 1950’s lesbian pulp novel. Fingers stretched out on your other thigh. Big belt buckle, legs manspread. And every once in a while you would get stuck with your eyes on her lips.
Ellie had had enough of it.
“You're being ridiculous, I'm not looking at you like anything, now can we please keep going?” You huffed in annoyance.
Making what was supposed to be once again a scowl but was more like a pout to Ellie. Sulking at most really.
Ellie said nothing as she unbuckled her seatbelt sliding over uncharacteristically plopping herself in your lap.
She put her sweaty forehead against yours cupping your jaw. To say you were caught off guard would be an understatement.
“Are you sure you don’t want me? if you ask nicely I might let you touch" she teased.
Your breath hitched, her scent overwhelming you. The depth in her fern green eyes right in front of your own, pupils wide.
She ground one time into you and you moaned like you had felt her directly on your heat.
Before you could think about morals you pulled her down to your lips but Ellie pulled away, you now were the one getting mixed signals.
Before you could speak Ellie began “No i want to hear you say it, say you’ll give this a real chance and stay or we're not doing this” She demanded.
You stared back at her gathering any words at all, you were so worked up the only thing you could muster was
“Okay- fuck yes I'm not ready for us to be over either. Now please let me touch you.”
You didn’t know how Ellie managed to get you this whipped, essentially begging and everything yet you were sure there was some kind of black magic behind it.
Moving your hands to guide Ellie’s hips as she started to move onto one thigh, you encouraged her to move on it coaxing out sounds from her lips. You swallowed them kissing her desperately.
Feeling how hot her center was through her jeans she was exhaling short breaths. You could feel her warmth on your thigh.
Your paperback and both cowboy hats had fallen to the floor; neglected.
Ellie moved her face into your shoulder as you began trailing wet kisses on her neck moving her short auburn strands aside singlehandedly.
"keep going" Ellie encouraged through strangled breaths.
You cupped her small breast through her flannel, not once moving your hands off her.
“Ellie we have to get home so we can do this properly” you panted, doing your best to help her get friction on your thigh.
“Fuck- fine okay,” Climbing off you immediately wasting no time to start the old truck again.
you're not allowed to change your mind” She argued, face flushed her eyes wide on yours almost exasperated.
“Trust me I won’t.” You said blushing up to your ears.
Ellie began speeding home. You weren't far at this point, maybe five minutes. It had been five minutes too long you squirmed in your seat at this point twisting against your jeans could get you off.
Ellie quickly parked sideways on the front lawn. Wasting no time dragging you to the front door.
You laughed as she struggled with the lock. Before pushing the old door in, kissing you messily and dragging you up the stairs.
Once you got into her room she put your hand in her underwear whispering
“Feel me, I could barely drive. Are you going to leave me like this?” Ellie asked, her dignity out the window long ago.
You could only groan in response helping her take off her pants then turning her around to face the bed putting her on fours. Reaching your hand around into her waist moving your hand quickly to the source of her wetness to you started teasing her clit.
You leaned down to Ellie’s ear
“Did you think of me in the bath last night?” You teased.
Ellie let out something between a sound of surprise and noise of embarrassment. To which you laughed but quickly it turned into a hiss as she began to move her hips back into yours, you beyond soaked just from having her on top of you in the car.
“Shut up” Ellie managed to get out.
From behind you slip in one finger then two with your other hand, Ellie holding herself up with her palms you were focused on her clit trying to get her to the edge she had waited long enough. You worked fast feeling the strain in your wrist.
“Yes- right there I'll kill you if you stop” Ellie cried out. Her moans are getting louder and closer together.
“I was also thinking of you last night, it was impossible not to. In fact I thought of you right across the hall” You continued talking.
This did it for her and before Ellie could try to form a coherent thought and respond to you she felt her orgasm wash over her crying out arms shaking. Her brows furrowing before collapsing on the bed unable to hold herself up anymore.
She was crimson to her ears not just from her orgasm but your recent admission.
She wasted no time after she got her breath sort of normal; it seemed she had a new renewed energy. She took advantage of you collapsing next to her and moved to straddle your lap.
She looked into your eyes, chest still rising. You admired her stamina really.
“Can I taste you?” Ellie panted.
“Are you sure? you really don’t have to do that" your own eyes looking into hers almost searching for signs of dishonesty.
“I don't eat people out to be nice, I'm sure” She insisted before leaning down to trail kisses down your neck, all while you helped her unbuckle your belt.
Ellie pulled your jeans off and underwear and you were embarrassed at how soaked you were. She continued to lift up your shirt to trail kisses down your stomach, it was all too intimate.
She traced a finger down your happy trail wondering how someone as perfect as you came across her.
Ellie glanced up as she continued her exploration, you reached your hand to cup her jaw, eyes reaching hers. Her pupils were blown, the green barely visible, it was a sight. You rubbed your thumb on her cheek, committing it to memory. You didn’t know how you got so lucky, you had never had someone offer to go down on you. You were always expected to be the giver, which you never minded. Still you felt nervous and excited at Ellie’s insistence to take care of you.
Ellie began to kitten like you before fully flicking your clit, smirking she was out for revenge. You were so sensitive to the new feeling, you already felt like you had to hold back, and Ellie could tell.
Putting two fingers in her mouth before looking up at you and slipping one inside.
Throwing your head back, hand falling into her soft auburn locks.
Feeling her slip a second finger making a curling motion deep inside of you, you felt so full it was too much.
Then Ellie’s mouth was back on you and she was relentless.
You felt your orgasm full force your legs shaking working hard to stay apart. Your body tensed then relaxed leaving you heaving, yet still feeling it in waves. It was so overwhelming and yet a new sensation.
Before you could register what planet you were on she caught you off guard asking
“So you're staying for sure or..?”
“Yes” you manage to choke out
“Yes what?” Ellie taunted
a/n continued: Any feedback is welcome, I wish I had time to fix a million more things yet I already took too long to write this.
Still I want to say I improved from the first but also I am full of self doubt. Also thank you so much for the kindness on chapter one it helped keep me inspired to write, so thank you deeply.
Also would you guys like a taglist? Let me know!
Dividers from: @bbyg4rlhelps
