loser!ellie who gets eaten out in the lockers room.
cunnilingus risky sex bully!reader & nerd!ellie !! <16 dni
it was 10 in the morning— nobody would be there, you told her. shy and scared of getting in trouble, she agreed. just because you promised not to bully her for a month, a sweet promise she knew you wouldn't keep for more than a day. maybe she just wanted to satisfy your desires to try and like you more, even if she found the idea impossible.
your mixed signals were so confusing that the poor girl really couldn't see how truly obsessed you were with her, with making sure that you were all she talks about.
she sat in the bench, parting her legs just slightly enough to let you kneel in between them and get to work. as soon as you pulled her jeans down, you were greeted with the sight of a lacy black thong. could've never imagined it, truly. last time she was wearing some pathetic minecraft boxers.
"what? it's just in case someone fucks me in the lockers room." she joked lightly earning a chuckle from you, thought you could sense her nervousness. it was totally visible, especially because of her flushed skin, the slight tremble of her raspy voice and the way her hands fidgeted with her cheap rings.
"you look hot." you praised her, caressing her thighs slowly, mesmerized by the softness of her pale skin.
a minute later, you were still kissing her thigh and biting her, the pale skin bruising so easily it was scary. you weren't even near to where she needed you the most, but marking her was too fun to hurry up.
"oh god, please." she sighed out with desperation. "someone will notice i'm missing. well- no, but they'll notice you." she warned you. her leg started bouncing nervously, and you stopped her with a firm grip on her thigh.
"quiet. nobody will find us." you said playflully leaving another hickey on her inner thigh, though you weren't being completely true. you just wanted to drag the moment forever. she just sighed in frustration, not even daring to touch you.
when you finally dared to slide her underwear down, a shaky breath left her mouth without her cunt even being touched. and when you kissed her pale flesh slowly, just like you had been doing for almost 5 torturing minutes, her tattooed hand grabbed your hair and guided your mouth to her pussy.
"hurry." she complained, moving your head up and down against her; she was basically using you to spread her slick over her folds.
you slapped her arm off of you to take the matter into your own hands and licked a stripe against her cunt, tasting her nectar.
the small sounds she let out were truly heavenly, making you wonder what were you doing with your life if it wasn't pleasing her until she got sick of you.
you got quicker, even if your jaw hurt, and introduced your fingers inside of her, not even waiting for her to get used to it. you knew her too well; she could take it.
"cummin'." she told you weakly, her voice barely above a whisper. her legs locked around you as you worked her through her orgasm.
you finally pulled back, but everything felt too silent. like nothing could go wrong if you tasted just a little more of her.
ten minutes later, you were both in detention making up a story about a stuck tampon ://
a/n: the ending is ass but yk its more ass? actually going thru that !! uhh a minute of silence for 2024 me ig :/
guys pls stay with me okay. imagine ellie as like a super studious girl, always participating in lectures and asking questions to fill the dead silent room. then once u take up the class—planetary science, of course—and pick your lucky seat as the one right smack next to her, suddenly she’s tripping over her words, saying answers wrong, and overall just embarrassing herself in front of you, the new cute girl who makes her forget her own name.
truthfully, you’d picked your seat on purpose, seeing her turn back once u first entered on the first day of semester two and just knew you needed to know her. you peek over at her notes every now and then and get to thinking when u see all the correct answers scribbled in her notebook and typed on her laptop, but only hear wrong ones when she tries to verbally answer.
after a long 2 hour lecture of sneaky glances her way, u quickly ask her if she’d be down to tutor u twice a week at your place. really, u didn’t need the tutoring but she didn’t know that ;))
so ofc space-obsessed loser ellie is like somersaulting tripping over her words, but finally says yes with a beet-red face that she hopes u don’t notice (u very much do).
notes: i made a longer part two, read here!! feeling inspired after this BADDIE BADDIE BADDIE that i never talk to talked to me once class ended 😋😋 let me knowwwww
also this pic is what u see every time u peek over just her perfect yummy pretty profile but she's too busy being studious
hi!! how’re you??? can you write something about drunk Ellie?? in my head she’s a totally loser lol
plus: i love your account 😭 thank you for feeding my passion for Ellie 🥲🫶
hi sweetheart!! im alright, better than usually even.. and thank you ahh youre so nice anon🫣‼️ anyways, warnings: slightly suggestive, throwing up, obviously alcohol and.. i think thats all. also i imagine it more as college!ellie since i think older ellie would rarely drink + only drink to cover up her sorrows;(( i hope you guys get what i mean..
drunk!ellie who can't drink alone or she'd completely pass out. either you or dina have to tell her when to stop, though 'telling her' doesn't really work. the only option is to just take the alcohol out of her sight.
drunk!ellie who becomes a full-time shit talker. she'll be so mean, but right, you're scared what she might think of you. of course, no one really takes her too seriously, since every insult leaving her mouth is slurred and... immature. in moments like that, you always bring up people you hate and listen to her rambling about every little pathetic thing about them. she can go on like that for minutes, hours even, and it's like music to your ears.
drunk!ellie who wants to make out with you so so badly. she forgets you're 'just friends' and her big, huge crush on you starts showing as she gets all touchy with you. when you or anyone else calls her out, she of course refuses to admit it and insists that she isn't doing anything (her hand rubs your inner thigh, moving higher and higher each second).
drunk!ellie who blames everything on jesse or dina. someone threw up? dina, of course. someone drank your father's liqueur, which was supposed to stay untouched? she saw dina emptying the bottle and tempting jesse, as if they're adam and eve. someone broke a vase? she saw jesse accidentally pushing it with his elbow.
"but ellie, i saw you—"
"y—yeah! he pushed me and um— yeah. jesse... it's his fault, i s—swear." and it almost seems she believes her own lie, though it doesn't seem so convincing to the rest of you.
drunk!ellie who starts doing the most random things ever. board games, rubik's cubes (even though she never managed to solve it without watching a step by step tutorial), and don't even let me start on puzzles— if she finds a set, she'll have a goal for the rest of the night - completing them, even if they have thousands of pieces. the point is, she never succeeds. her vision is too dizzy and her head is spinning too much, she can't find two fitting pieces at all.
drunk!ellie who keeps telling everyone random funfacts or the most impossible to happen thoughts.
"did you guys know that snails can sleep for three years? man, lucky motherfuckers. i hope i'll be one in my next life."
you don't even start on how they're slow, how people stomp on them all the time or how their lives are simply boring. you know nothing will change her mind.
"hear me out... what if—" she's so invested she has to make a dramatic pause. "this room just exploded. like, right now."
drunk!ellie who falls asleep snuggled up with you, drooling on your chest and unintentionally moving her hand in a way that slides your shirt upwards, but you don't fix it and enjoy the view of your loser best friend being so adorable and quiet once in her life. jk shes always adorable
summary: ellie agrees to tutor you, and your first session is today!!
content: sfw!! just some kissing and like light groping if u squint. i wrote this as like you guys lowkey playing around during the study break and i like how chill it is
notes: this took me way too long i need to time manage better
(wc 1.8k)
you sighed in satisfaction, propping your hands on your hips to look at your work. your apartment was basically sparkling after your much needed deep clean in preparation for your and ellie's study session. the two of you agreed that your place would be better since she has a roommate that spends most of her time at their apartment.
thinking back to your last planetary class—the class after the time you asked ellie if she could tutor you—your lips curl up in a smile, laughing softly to yourself about how the two of you joked in class and how she explained a concept to you that you'd missed while watching her spin her pencil zoning out.
you glanced at the clock, confirming that you still had time for a shower. it was only 3:15, and you guys had agreed on 4, so you freed your hair of its bun and headed off to the bathroom.
after stripping and turning the shower on, you scroll on your phone to wait for the water to heat up, the small bathroom's air quickly thickening with steam. your thumb stutters while you clean out your notifications, coming across a text from ellie.
ellie: hi are we still on for today at 4? and should i bring my textbook or did u get one from the library?
your thumbs circle around one another as you think of your response.
you: yess sometime around 4 is still good, i'll send address now
you: please bring your textbook i haven't gotten around to getting one yet
the steam from the shower started to fog up your phone screen, causing many typos you luckily caught before hitting the send button.
turning on your shower playlist, you set your phone on the sink and pull the curtain aside to step inside.
a quick twenty minutes later, you've finished up your shower and slip on some pjs after lathering your body in lotion. the time on your phone now said 3:48, so you exited your room to the living room to make sure you had everything you needed to study.
once you laid out all your notes and your laptop, you plopped on the couch and waited. the dancing flame of the candle you lit caught your eye, teasing you after you blew it out in fear that she might think you were trying to 'set the mood' and subsequently relit it.
fifteen minutes later you hear four soft taps on the door, signaling ellie's arrival. for no reason at all, you look through the peephole and see her standing on the other side of the door staring at her feet, red-brown hair pulled into a loose, low bun and her arms covered by a navy blue henley. that's all you catch, though, before she glances up again and looks at the door, making you jump to the side at the thought of her somehow seeing you through it.
returning to the door, you turn the doorknob to swing it open and are met by ellie's startled stare before her eyebrows lower again. "hi... am i late?"
"no, no, of course not," you rush out, "just on time. i was actually just waiting on the couch for you."
you step aside to make room for her so she can enter, and she quickly glances around before noticing your setup and taking the seat next to yours to unpack her bag.
once she's fully unpacked everything, with her textbook open on the chapter you went over in class, she pats her thighs and begins, "well, how about we start on what we went over on tuesday, yeah?"
you dumbly nod as you reach for your notebook to flip to last class's notes.
"okay, let's see..." while she finds the section your professor left off at, you take a moment to look at her. her brows were slightly furrowed as they always were, and you start to ask her how she got the cut in her right eyebrow but she speaks before you can get it out.
"okay, found it. do you understand everything about planetary atmospheres?" she asks.
"pshhh, that's a cakewalk," you jest. "just weather, but in space, no?"
"okay, then, miss genius," she chuckles, finding the next section. "how about planetary formation and habitability?"
"yeah, isn't that just on, like, explosions? like supernovas?"
ellie snorts before answering, "not at all, actually. let's start here."
you feel your ears heat a bit at your complete failure at recalling tuesday's class and pull your knee up to your chest to rest your cheek on it.
"so you already know that planets form from dust and gas around a young star, right?" you nod, so she continues. "so all planets orbit their own host star—ours is the sun..."
forty-five minutes later, you stand up and stretch out your stiff joints, heading to the kitchen to grab you and ellie a snack. rummaging through the pantry, you find tortilla chips and immediately think of chips and salsa.
"hey, we could do chips and salsa," you announce before realizing your apparent lack of preparation. "damn... so there's good news and bad news. which one you want first?"
she shoots a confused look your way as she answers, "good news, of course."
"so the good news is that i have tomatoes for us to bite into like apples to pair with the tortilla chips," you say with a cheeky grin.
ellie drops her phone as her entire face screws up in a grimace, her eyes closing while she thinks. "why... the hell would we bite into tomatoes?" she probes.
"because, the bad news is that i don't have any salsa. so."
she seems lost in thought for a moment before asking, "how many tomatoes do you have?"
you pause to count them, "uhh, like four. why?"
"because i can make the salsa," she declares while standing up and rolling her sleeves back, revealing an intricate tattoo on her forearm. "can i look in your fridge to see what you have?"
"yeah, sure," you gape, surprised at her gracious offer. "how do you know how to make salsa, anyway?"
she speaks into the refrigerator as she bends to grab the tomatoes and other veggies and herbs you'd forgotten about. "just some recipe online," she responds. "but that recipe is what my dad used all throughout my middle and high school years. it's the best there is, trust me," she says, looking back and up at you as she finishes.
"oh, i'll be the judge of that," you quip.
once she starts chopping the onions and tomatoes, you have to force yourself to stop drooling over her random knife skills and excuse yourself to the bathroom even though you don't have to go.
you splash a bit of water on your cheeks and give yourself a pep talk in the mirror to boost your confidence, then head back out into the kitchen. ellie had apparently finished her salsa and plated it in a small dipping bowl for the two of you, her lean forearms now flexing as she opened the bag of tortilla chips.
"hey, perfect timing," she says, clapping her hands over the sink to rid them of any crumbs. "i just finished my legendary, michelin-star salsa. you ready?"
"you're really gassing this up, huh?" you smirk. "i bet this recipe is by a mom of three who had to share her whole life's story before even telling what ingredients you needed."
"bro, just eat it already."
you give in and scoop a hefty dip of her salsa onto your chip, raising it to your mouth while maintaining eye contact.
your eyes widen as the salsa covers your tongue, the crunch of the chip pairing perfectly with the smooth sauce. "oh my god. el, this is so good."
she stares at your mouth moving around your bite for a beat too long before her eyes flick back up to yours, processing what you said as her trademark smirk took over her face.
"el, huh?" she teases, but saves you from responding with her cocky answer. "of course it's good, i made it," she says while wiping imaginary dust off her shoulders.
the two of you fall into a comfortable silence, you leaning on the kitchen counter over the bowl of salsa and her looking down at you eating the snack. her eyes linger on your lips for a bit before her hand lifts to your mouth to brush her thumb at the corner of your mouth. she casually wipes her hand on a rag before realizing what she did and freezing while staring at you like a deer in headlights.
in your shock, you stop chewing and murmur through the fresh tension, "what was that for?"
"oh, you had some salsa on your lip," she explains, lifting her pinky finger to point to your lip so as to prove herself, "right here."
her hand slowly falls back to her side as you stand straight and grab her arm to pull her in to a bruising kiss, slow and full of want.
ellie doesn't need to be told twice—she quickly has your thighs wrapped around her hips after tapping them to signal you to jump. she walks the two of you to the island so she can stand between your open legs. her kisses hungrily move down to your neck, her mouth making quick work of undoing what little composure you had left as a soft breath escapes you.
in your lustful daze, you don't notice ellie's phone ringing for a while—not until she grunts in annoyance. opening your eyes to look over her shoulder, you see her phone lit up next to the fridge with a call from a someone named "claire!!"
"it's from someone named claire?" you inform her with poorly masked jealousy and are met by her exasperated groan. "god, that's my roommate," she says. "just ignore it."
you do just that, closing your eyes again as you pull ellie back up to your lips to kiss her again, her tongue tracing the seam of your lips before entering.
the phone rings again and ellie pulls away with a huff to answer it. "yes?" she demands. although you couldn't make out what this claire was saying, you did notice ellie's eye roll and her hands patting at her pockets to retrieve her car keys. "yes, i'm leaving now."
"ugh, my roommate locked herself out of the apartment. again." she walks back to the couch to pack up her stuff to leave, and you shyly slide off of the counter and simply watch her.
"well, what a productive study session, am i right?" she awkwardly jokes, twisting the ball of her foot into the ground.
"oh, shut up, ellie. i'll see you in class on thursday?" you say.
"yeah," she confirms with a chuckle, "thursday."
she lets herself out, but not before sharing a soft stare with you, her gaze stuck on yours like honey. then, she stepped outside and the door shut with a click. 💫
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yayyyy finally done and i already know what i’m writing next (ellabs girlies get ready)
ladies ladies calm down i gotta establish the relationship before anything happens but perhaps a part 3??? lets see how this does
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