g!p ellie, strap!ellie, g!p, ellie x fem!reader, suggestive, p in v (reader!receiving), g!p, no f*tishization of transgender peoples (i think, i tried to use the best language possible but lmk if there's issues!), established relationship
the bedroom fireplace was warm but nothing in comparison to the heat in ellie's eyes.
you were on your back with your shirt pushed up to your ribs, legs spread lazily across the bed while she worked her way down your body with that focused, mouthwatering look she only gets when she’s completely dialed in. her hand gripped your thigh, her thumb rubbing slow circles into your skin to keep you in place.
ellie's free hand dragged along your stomach, calloused fingertips rough and hungry.
"I've been hard since we got here," ellie sighed against your skin. "you're so fuckin' bad. so, so bad."
"I didn't do anything, els," you whined, the low and barely there restraint evident in her voice having gone straight to your core.
ellie growled—heated and impatient. "you made me watch you walk around in my shirt, talked all sweet to me," she trailed off, biting your thigh a little. "are you, lying, to me baby?"
you shook your head and bit your lip, already worked up. she moved to hover over you and her thigh slipped between yours.
"answer me, baby." you felt her then, through her boxers, thick and hard against your inner thigh, and your breath caught.
"ellie," you gasped.
"you didn't answer."
you nodded quickly, and she grinded once, slow and deep, just enough to make your back arch and body stutter. "stupid fucking girl, gettin' me hard on purpose."
"am I stupid and teasing you, or just hot?" you teased.
"shut up. does needing me make you act this dumb? is that it?"
you clenched your legs at that, tugging at her shirt. she smirked and sat back on her knees to slip it off, her arms flexing as she tossed it aside. you reached for her automatically, but she caught your wrists and pinned them to the bed.
"you don't get to be needy after acting like that," she warned, leaning in close. "we have all night after all."
your hips rocked up in a pathetic attempt to find friction, but ellie kept herself just out of reach. one hand left your wrist and dragged slowly down your arm, then across your chest, then somewhere even lower. her fingers hooked under your waistband, tugging your bottoms down inch by inch, her eyes never leaving yours.
when you were finally fully bare beneath her, she exhaled sharply and lowered her gaze, her tongue running over her bottom lip.
"you're shaking."
"ellie," you whispered, already too far gone.
she smiled, then got on top of you again to steal a good look at your figure. you watched her eyes drift from yours to your chest to your stomach to your wetness, a curious finger slipping in and playing with it.
you whimpered a little, and her lips parted in what looked like awe. "you're so wet for me. is all this only for me? you better fuckin' answer me this time."
"yes," you whimpered out a little too quickly. "only for you. stop teasing, ellie."
she rolled her eyes, but soon you felt the hardness of her solid eight inches against you stomach, thick and heavy and warm. she grinded once in her boxers still, slow and cruel, then stilled.
"you want this?" she murmured against your neck. "want me to fuck you right?"
you nodded, breath catching.
"beg for it."
you let your head fall back. your whole body lit up from just the press of her weight, just the sound of her voice, just the drag of her hips grinding slow and deep. you were clenching around nothing, aching for her to move.
"please, ellie," you whispered, voice wrecked. "I need you."
she kissed your jaw, then your throat, finally moving her fingers to give her throbbing cock some relief. she pulled her hips back just enough to push her boxers down and it sprung free, flushed and thick. your eyes widened as she stroked herself once, dragging her palm down the length with a low "fuck."
"you're gonna take all of it."
she started to line herself up, one hand beside your head and the other guiding her tip to your entrance. she didn't push in yet, just ran the head against your clit and dragged it through your slick until you were shaking.
"ellie—"
"shh."
finally, she eased her way in, pushing a few inches in then pausing. when you accomodated to the stretch, she pushed the rest in slowly until she bottomed out. the length had your eyes rolling back, mouth falling open, and legs tightening around her waist.
"you feel that?" she whispered. "so tight for my cock. isn't that right?"
before you could answer, she pulled out halfway and slammed back in. the sound was obscene, wet and loud and perfect. she set a slow pace, heavy and deep, hips snapping and dragging every inch out until you were gasping, then pressing all the way in with a grunt.
"keep looking at me," she breathed, letting a hint of desperation slip out into her voice. "wanna see your face when I ruin you."
your hands met her back, fingers digging in as her thrusts got rougher, deeper, the rhythm relentless. she was dragging you into each thrust, cock hitting deep over and over and over until you couldn't think about anything but how good you felt.
"you're mine," she said, voice ragged. "fuck, only mine. right?"
"yes," you cried out, barely holding on. "yes, yes—"
she groaned, slamming in harder. "say it."
"i'm yours ellie, no one else's, yours."
ellie crashed her mouth into your lips and fucked you harder, her thrusts relentless. that familiar heat was pooling in your stomach and threatening to spill, your walls clenching around her.
"squeezing me so good, baby. what, are you close? already?"
"ellie please," you managed between moans, "I'm gonna, fuck! im gonna cum."
she ignored you and pounded her cock into you at full speed, angling her hips so she hit that special spot that made your eyes roll. you couldn't help the moans leaving your mouth anymore, so ellie kissed you to swallow at least some of the noises she was pulling from you.
you broke the kiss with a whimper, arching up with your nails dragging down her back as your orgasm hit hard, spine locking, thighs shaking, and mouth open in a silent cry.
she rode it out, kept going, kept pressing in deep, finally letting slight moans slip out instead of her usual grunts. her rhythm faltered only slightly, and then she squeezed your throat lightly, slamming in one last time before spilling inside of you. your legs wrapped around her hips on instinct, her cock pulsing as she stayed buried to the hilt.
for a moment, you couldn't hear anything but heavy breathing and the sound of your heart pounding.
ellie's body sagged against you, weight comforting, with her cock still snug in you as your fingers combed through her hair.
"fuck," she mumbled. "I just came in you."
"yes, you did, ellie. without birth control," you smiled.
"sorry... well—round two?" she chuckled.
