⠀⁺ ⠀ 𖥻 ellie williams 𓂃 ⋆ who has one taste of you and gets addicted.
summary · ellie's never done this before. you've never done anything with her before. you both learn a few new things about each other when you have your first time.
watch out · masterlist, loser!virgin!top!sub!ellie, fem!bottom!dom!reader, nsfw, no ai used, I guess you could say popular!reader but not really, teasing, ellie's a munch, ⋆˚࿔ modern au.
"shit. okay, so how does this... work?"
you giggled at her, shaking your head despite how nervous you were yourself.
ellie williams was a virgin. she always had been, and up until you everyone—including her—thought she always would be. it's not that she wasn't attractive, a creep, or stupid, but she was kind of a loser. loser in the cheap highschool romcom way that really wasn't bad at all and just meant someone was socially awkward or shy.
you were the opposite, but somehow, some way you'd ended up talking to her, and then you'd ended up her friend, and then you'd ended up her best friend, and then you'd both ended up in love with each other.
"there's not a tutorial or anything, but," you took her hand in yours and placed it gently on your plush right boob, "maybe start here, mkay?"
"shit, sorry." she panicked, started to pull her hand back, and then hesitated so only her fingerpads were grazing your skin.
"for what, baby?"
"she said 'baby,' fuck. are you sure I can touch you like this?" she muttered to herself then peered into your eyes.
"yes. and like this." you put her other hand around your throat to tease her, and her eyes widened. "gosh, I'm joking els!" you giggled.
she chuckled a little herself and scratched her neck. "can you lay back for me?"
after you complied, she did what she'd seen on the few flimsy lesbian porn videos she'd watched. she got between your legs, wrapped her arms around your thighs, pulled your underwear down, and then didn't know where to go from there.
you waited with your eyes closed.
she looked at you.
she looked at your soaked pussy.
she looked at you again.
"... ellie?" you said finally, confused as to why the fingers dug into your skin, calloused and deliciously rough from years of guitar, weren't moving.
"sorry, sorry. uhh, so what do I do now?"
you opened your eyes and sat up a little, smiling with knitted brows as you cooed at how adorable and innocent she was. innocent for now, to be specific.
"awww els, c'mon, lean into it, okay?" you said gently.
"o—okay." she listened, because who wouldn't when you sounded so comforting and looked so hot, and got close enough so her lips just about brushed against your clit.
you inhaled and exhaled sharply at the barely there contact, abdomen tensing then releasing.
"okay, now lick."
"lick?" her voice wavered.
"lick, ellie. you wanna make me feel nice, right?" you teased her with your famous, narrowed "fuck me" eyes and a dangerous smile.
"always." and then she did.
you let out a high whine as she latched on fully and hummed at the taste of you. not needing your guidance much anymore, she slowly started to alternate between your folds and sensitive bundle of nerves.
"ellie, wait, aren't you new to this? don't you, ngh, think I should guide y—oh my gosh!" you sobbed as she delved into your hole with her tongue and moaned.
it felt like only a second ago you were teaching her how to be confident enough to even touch you, and suddenly that tight, familiar coil in your stomach was starting to unravel.
"taste s' good... y' always s' sweet? oar is that jus' f'me?" ellie mumbled against your cunt, her words getting increasingly more unintelligible as more of your slick entered her mouth and covered the bottom half of her face.
"oh you're so good ellie, f—fuck, gonna make me cum baby," you praised her between whimpers. your fingers found her head, and you curled your fingers in her soft, auburn locks.
"please, please finish f'me. need t' see it baby, lemme see y'r face, yeah? please?" ellie rambled deliriously, eyes rolling back and moans falling out of her mouth instead of words every few seconds.
just as you went to tease her about how she sounded like she was getting fucked by you and not the other way around, just as you started to giggle at her words, you snapped. your lips fell open as they made way for a silent scream, and she kept lapping at your cunt to let you ride out every last pleasureful wave.
"'s too much!" you whined in overstimulation after a few seconds and gently pushed her head away.
"las' one, swear."
jusging by the way your hole was sore the next day, it absolutely, positively wasn't.
ellie's on the bed cheek smushed against the pillow. it's soaked from her tears of pleasure and a little bit of drool as her jaw slacks at the feeling of your slick fingers going in and out of her needy soaked hole.
her ass is up and shes face down, her palms are on the bed as she grinds her pussy up into your thrusts. she makes fists bunching up the duvet when you thrust deeper. "ahhhh ffuck...you're making me feel sogood mommy!" she cries out.
you smirk as her words egg you on. "mhm.." you nod as you fix her sticky hairs away from her face. you take your pink digital camera and snap a photo. ellie blinks in surprise.
she moans when she realises you took a photo of her. she hides her face from you with her hand, her face turning hot and red all the way down to her chest. "mommy..please don't look at me i feel shy mommy..did you take a picture of my face?" she frowns adorably. "i-i'm..i-uuhhhhh-!" she breaks off to a guttural moan. ellie peaks through her fingers.
you remove her hand away from her face. ellie's lip wobbles and she immediately hides her face in the bedsheets crying softly. "such a crybaby.. ellie c'mon face mommy like a good girl."
ellie shakes her head. "are you too embarrassed baby?" she nods, face still hidden. you grip her auburn hair, careful as to not hurt her too much. you pull her hair up and there she is. ellie with her lashes wet and that stupid pathetic look on her face. her mouth has a small pout as she still refuses to meet your eyes.
you lightly but firmly tap on her cheek with two fingers "ellie." she closes her eyes as if to disapear. you gently push her cheeks together "look at mommy." she whines loud.
"i said look at mommy." you thrust particularly hard and she obeys you. "yesh, mommy..m looking" she pants breathing heavily.
you click the camera as her glassy eyes look back at you. "i can't help it baby" you kiss her forehead. "you look so cute. how can i resist?" she giggles being ticklish when you whisper in her ear.
"aww..mommy you really think so? even though i'm all snotty and disgusting?" she sniffs, voice nasally. you refrain on making a face at that.
"of course i do. mommy thinks you're very cute and love taking pictures of my baby." ellie's face scrunches up looking pained but you know from experience that she's not. she makes that face everytime you push up into her spongy g-spot and mash your palm against her cute clit. you take another photo smiling as you do. ellie's turned into mush as you keep targetting that magical spot deep inside her. she's become all dumb, whimpering mommy like that's all she knows. her eyes rolling hard to the back of her head. "i love you mommy..." she sighs.
speeding up your pace, you press down on her bladder with your other hand. ellie sobs. “MOMMY! aaaahh mommymommy” she says between her cries. you can feel that she’s close “please please please i wanna cum.”
yeah, you're definitely gonna take a picture of her face when she's cumming her brains out in a few.
mdni. sub-top ellie with a small dick. bottom fem-reader. loser ellie. degradation. vaginal sex. p in v sex. super short drabble. partially based off this ask.
ellie has the smallest cock you’ve ever seen; barely the length of your thumb, no thicker than two fingers. it’s a pitiful, useless thing, hardly worth calling a dick at all. and when she has you sprawled out on her bed, pushing into you with desperate little thrusts, you can scarcely feel her.
you wonder if you’re the first girl she’s ever fucked—how could you not be? what other girl in their right mind would even let her get this far? you should push her off, should stop this before it reaches the inevitable, because this is doing nothing for you, she’s just using you like some poor little toy, and yet, for some reason, you don’t.
“haah, fuck—do you like it?” ellie asks, raspy and tinged with something sweetly naive.
you can’t help but laugh, because is she actually serious right now? is ellie unaware of how pathetic her tiny shrimp dick is? the condom keeps sliding off for christ’s sake. and then, predictably, her little cock slips out of you for the nth time.
you croon satirically, “oh, yeahhh, fucking me so good, shoved inside me so deep. you’re really ruining me, baby.”
ellie shudders when she presses back inside you, jostling you up the bed with each eager, fumbling thrust. her tiny tits are bouncing like jello and her cockhead is leaking precum inside you like a faucet. it’s cute, in a way, and she’s being such a sweetheart, so maybe you should find it in your heart to have some compassion, but you can’t help teasing her.
“does this even feel good for you? you’re barely stretching me out, babe.” and you’re genuinely asking, which makes ellie all the more embarrassed and ashamed.
ellie flushes bright red, the humiliation painting the tips of her ears down to her throat. she’s fucking you like a cheap whore—like that’s what she’s used to. maybe that’s all she knows. after all, who else would waste their time with a cock this small unless they were getting paid for it? and yet here you are, letting her have you for free. that must make you even lower, scummier.
“yes, mmphh—aghh, i like it, i like it—feels good,” ellie pants, dumb and suffused with need.
“yeah? gonna squirt your tiny dick inside me?” you coo, petting her hair back.
her breath stutters, hips losing what little rhythm they had to begin with, and ellie’s slowing down as if she’s trying to hold back, like she actually thinks she can make this last. it’s almost endearing, how hard she’s trying, how earnestly she clings to the illusion that she’s giving you something worth taking.
“mngh, fuck—” ellie chokes, hands trembling, gripping onto your waist like she’s scared her cock will slip out again—and it wouldn’t surprise you if it did.
you press a hand to the back of her neck, pulling her down until her forehead brushes yours. “go on, baby,” you murmur, half a purr, half a taunt. “be a good girl and cum for me.”
that’s all it takes. she whimpers—nasally and pathetic—and her entire body tenses up like a coiled spring, before she snaps, spilling inside the condom in a series of weak, jerky thrusts. it’s almost imperceptible, but you can feel it; the tiny little cock pulsing against your gummy walls, trying to bypass the latex and fill your cunt full of sticky cum.
ellie collapses on top of you, shivering, breath hot against your collarbone. for a moment, she’s still. and then, hesitantly, she whispers, “did you…?”
you don’t answer. instead, you comb your fingers lazily through her hair, offering her the softest ghost of affection. you let her have this moment—let her believe, just for a little while, that she gave you even a fraction of what you gave her.
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Does this make her a bad person. Ellie didn’t think so? It was normal to be horny, especially after talking to your smoking hot girlfriend for hours. She couldn’t really attest to how normal it was for her to be finger fucking herself while you were on the other line however that was neither here nor there.
In fact Ellie didn’t care how not normal it was at all , right now the only thing she could bother herself with was fighting the sounds that fought to make their way out her throat and cursing the fact you’d know if she muted herself. She fell asleep with her fan on, always had, and you’d picked up on the sound. Which at first was kind of sweet , how you’d go “what happened” if she went on mute at night. Now it posed an entirely different issue.
Cause right in this moment as she ground her hips against the palm of her hand as her index and middle finger pressed against her insides, your name fights to leave her mouth and by god was she loosing.
“Hnngh” she let out a soft keen almost whimper. Movement stuttering for a moment , waiting for a question that didn’t come, before quickly starting up again with more fervor. Your failure to notice would only fuel her steady confidence in the fact that she might get away with this.
This being fucking herself to the most recent memory of your voice on her mind.
Hand sliding from her mouth to cup one of her smaller breasts .
“Oh my god” a full sentence, voice saturated in lust and gone gravely, slipped past her lips before her teeth caught the bottom one. And Ellie was so close to coming she almost didn’t care.
“Ellie?” Maybe she should’ve cared a little more. A gasp gets stuck in her throat as your voice filters from her speaker again.
“Hm?” The questioning hum is squeaky and not nearly as causal as she’d have liked.
“Are you really touching yourself right now?” Yes.
“No.” She’s quick to defend as though her hand isn’t actively still in her boxers.
“Mmm you sure ?” She doesn’t miss the cockiness in your tone and if she were a stronger woman it wouldn’t have her pressing her thighs together the way she is.
“..no” the amused huff that sounds through her phone is almost condescending.
“Yeah? What’re you thinkin about?” Ellie flushes at how sure you sound, how you’re really gonna make her say what you both already know.
“You.” She replies a tad breathlessly, fingers picking up movement again. “Always you, sweetheart.”
“What about me?” You egg her on
“How pretty you sound, your voice. When you say my name . Love it when you say my name.” She spills her guts unashamed , kneading the supple skin of her chest. Voice beginning to turn pitchy and rough.
“Aw you like my voice, Els?” Your voice could almost be taken as sweet if it didn’t have such an edge
“Yes, yes love your voice.” Ellie nods aimlessly as she speeds up her fingers, chasing a high she can almost taste. “Love it so much , you got no idea. Mmph” Hips rocking against her hand once more as her breaths come quicker and harder. Raspy moans and groans flowing free from her lips.
“You close ? Gonna come for me Ellie?” She can practically hear the smile in your voice, see the way your lips would spread in her mind. The way your breath would feel against her ear. “From my voice?”
“Ngh-fuck- yes! Ohh my god yes” Her orgasm comes quick but strong, rolling over her in waves that paint the back of her eyelids white. Body trembling and thighs shaking as she rides out her high, all the while your name leaves her lips like a prayer.
The aftermath leaving her panting , eyes shut as sleep actually starts to tug on her edges.
“Ellie?” “Yeah?”
“Just let me know next time, that way we don’t have to do goodnight twice.”
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who's been pushing buttons and teasing you all day, distracting you from your usual work and giving snarky quips with a smug little grin.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who's touchier than usual when you two get to bed, leaning her head on your shoulder as you're sat up against the headboard reading, dragging and gently scraping her nails up the sensitive skin of your inner forearm.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie whose touch lingers before it trails, head moving to perch her chin on the flesh of your shoulder, mildly tense with everyday stress.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie whose slim, bony fingers move to your chest, squeezing at the swell of one of your breasts, index finger dragging over your clothed nipple to stimulate and get them to harden.
"how tired are you?"
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who bites on her grin when you set your book down, turning her head to kiss at your neck, tongue peeking past her lips to drag over your pulse point.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who's pleasantly surprised when your hand grabs at her wrist, straddling her lap as you grab her other wrist in the same hand, keeping her pinned when she decides to push farther.
"someone's feeling cocky."
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who (not so) subtly shifts to lay back against the pillows, allowing you to get a better hold on her while pretending to put up a fight in your grip.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who pushes the moan bubbling in her throat back down once she feels the leather of the handcuffs tighten around her wrists, feigning attention to your usual 'you wanna be a brat?' speech as blood rushes to her head, the familiar ache forming in her cunt when you grab her jaw.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie whose brain melts and seeps out of her ear when you start getting the slightest bit harsh with her, nodding stupidly at your mocking questions, barely hearing what she's agreeing with.
"look at that. all that acting up, only to go stupid as soon as i have you under me. you're pathetic, aren't you?" "mhm.." "you're gonna pay for your attitude earlier, yeah?" "yeah -- fuck -- babe, just touch me."
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who lifts her hips a little too easily when you tug at her boxers, spreading her legs quickly when you move to sit between them.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who can't help the breathy whine that flows from her vocal chords when you rub her inner thigh, hips jolting at the opportunity for contact.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who pushes the back of her head into the pillows beneath her, cursing when you spread her cunt open with two fingers, cooing about how wet she is as her legs spread farther heedlessly.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who gets worked up oh so quickly, pleading herself breathless for friction after a mere few minutes of teasing, pushing her hips as close as she can towards you.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie whose head is too fuzzy to notice you reaching for the bedside drawer, only paying mind to the vibrator once it's pressed against her and turned on, a sharp gasp escaping from her lips from the sudden onslaught of pleasure.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who thanks you until semantic satiation as her hips grind down against the toy against her clit, a plethora of lewd noises ripping themselves from her throat, the muscles in her thighs spasming and twitching.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who tugs on the bindings around her wrists as she draws closer to orgasm, the sensitivity from arousal working her up to her high rapidly.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who nearly sobs when you cut the vibrations short right as she was teetering the edge of release, hips still rutting against the now still toy before you even think about completely taking it away from her.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who pushes herself right over that edge quicker than you can realize what she's doing, thighs unable to close due to your body being wedged between them, back arching off the bed as blushing pink heat pulses through her bloodstream.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who laughs weakly when you retract the wand with a sharp snap of your wrist, giving another tug to the cuffs as her bratty trip starts up again, voice rough from whining while teasing you about your failed attempt at edging her.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who thinks she got off easy until the toy is back up against her a few seconds later, now parting through her labia to press directly on the most sensitive part of her clit, spreading her own arousal fluid with the motion.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie whose legs kick out desperately when you turn the vibe on and to the highest setting, trying to relive herself from the overstimulation.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who can barely manage any noises aside from broken moans, tears welling up and pricking the corners of her eyes.
⊹˚₊꒷ brat!ellie who learned it was better to just take the initial punishment after cumming for the fourth time consecutively, pleasure twisting into pain and morphing back into pleasure in a cycle that seemed to last all night.
Link to pt 1- https://www.tumblr.com/ssupanova/790468720678109184/ellie-x-loser-masc-reader
the student union’s packed.it’s one of those midweek rushes
people half awake, coffee orders taking forever. the noise all blurs together
You and ellies little “arrangement” has been complecated to say the least.
she’s a few tables away with dina and jesse. they’re talking too loud, somthing about a party dinas throwing, Youre out of their sight but remain withing earshot. You overhear Jesse and Dina teasing Ellie about “last weekend.”
“Didn’t think you were into that type, Williams.”
You’re suddenly focus your attention on the three, pulling out one of your earbuds to eavesdrop. Ellie rolls her eyes and shrugs it off, but she doesn’t really defend you either, you catch her face contort in embarrassment after coughing the excuse up.
You wanted to bring up what happened right then and their but, chose to keep the peace and not look like a total snoop,
So you left it.
You offered to pick Ellie up after her football game. Well technically you offered to watch it, to witch she quicky shut down
“ you dont have to do that”she said, waving you off
Youre still not sure. Maybe shes embarrassed to even be seen near you, is it because youre cars so beaten up, or shes worried people might get the wrong idea, or maybe you’re just overthinking it.
So you wait, and by the time practically all the cars are out of the parking lot and you’re left with only the sound of you’re ticking engine, you finally see her- ellies messy short hair from the corner of youre eyes.
she stops a few feet away, scowling.
“Whats you’re problem”you tilt your head, giving her a small teasing smile
“Seriously whats up “you nudge
she exhales hard, like she’s been holding it in all day . her jaw tightens, eyes darting around the empty lot before landing back on you.
“You need to stop being so fucking obvious about this”
“What did i do” you frown
“I didn’t want people knowing.” Ellies very irritated.“we are not together, so stop asking to hang out, dont invite yourself to my games and just, back off”
You chuckle. like it’s no big deal, but your throat burns the whole time.“Why are you suddenly flipping out on me”
“ because its the second time ive been asked if were dating, and i dont want people thinking i like girls like you” she spits in one cruel breath.
you nod once, because there’s nothing else you can to do.
“yeah. okay.”
you get back in your car, start the engine, and don’t look up again. Even after her blow up you’re tempted to offer her a ride home, but you drive off anyway.
you don’t talk for a few days after that.
You tried sending her a text, which was embarrassingly left on opened. Sometimes you see her on campus, laughing with Jesse or maybe dina. she doesn’t see you, or maybe she does and just doesn’t care. either way, you keep to yourself despite the heartbreak.
Saturday night, at dina’s house party.music bleeds from the living room, the air smells like cheap beer and perfume. you’re standing, back against the wall with a drink in hand that tastes like regret more than anything else.
The place is packed.
you last maybe twenty minutes before it’s too loud, too close, too many people who know ellie.
you slip outside, hands in your jacket pockets, cigarette between your teeth.
you lean against the fence railing, tuning out the muffled chaos from inside. smoke curls up into the dark, and for a second, it’s peaceful.
You can make out small footsteps emerging behind you, before stopping, and then a dramatic sigh.
“You’ve been avoiding me.” Ellie blurts, sheepishly ruffling her short hair.
you take another long drag, exhale slow,
“You didn’t text me.” You mumble, you can still feel her staring, even if you don’t look back .
Stubbing out the last of you cig, you get up taking this awkward encounter as your que to leave, clearly this was a bad idea.
“Hey- wait could you give me a ride home… please” she says quickly
you finally look back and acknowledge Ellie.Her cheeks are flushed from the cool night air and her eyes look a little tired. You really couldn’t say no to her, even if you tried
“Alright” you murmur. she follows you into the car. the drives quiet. Hand fumbling the staring wheel, your eyes remain strictly on the road. the tension hangs there, sour and stupid. you don’t even know what you want from her anymore.
Ellies voice cuts through the silence “Listen- im sorry” You pause for a moment, expelling a deep fustraighted sigh. “You dont have to be sorry”
“Wh - what” she peers over at you, face painted with pure confusion.
“ its my fault, i didn’t realise wanting to watch you Play soccer crossed such a dangerous line” you sarcastically remark.
“Dont be like that” her lips puff out as if she has the right to be mad at you.
“ i was having a bad day, i didn’t mean it”
“ i forgive you” you dont give Ellie the chance to continue with her multitude of excuses.and cut her off with the lie
thankfully you’re approaching Ellies house.You watch her exit the vehicle , and almost start walking to her house, she suddenly turns back.
“wanna come in for a bit?”
You shouldve seen that one coming.
Of course you ended up Face buried between her legs, her hands Tightly engrossing fistfuls of your hair. Licking her sweet nectar, it takes no time before shes violently thrusting into your mouth, her eagerly approaching orgasm comes to a halt, removing you’re mouth from her wet puffy cunt Ellie groans in disapproval”
“Wanna try something different” you mumble between trailing kisses up her bare chest.
Single handedly Fumbling with her bedside table drawer until you find the shape of the toy shed once showed you.
Ellies eyes widen, the suspense wears off ”you, want to use that, on me?…”
You push back up a bit, face and tone deadly serious “ only if you want to”
She gulps, forced to pick between her own toxic mindset or the burning ache between her legs.
“Uh i never done it but … ok- lets do it ”
“You sure “ pressing her to make sure shes being honest.
“Yes just fucking do it” Ellie pleads
You arrange the harness snug against your boxers. Pumping the silicon model a few times like it’s real.
Opening ellies legs a little wider, you glide the dick against her pulsing folds, till its properly lubricated, the visual of the large dildo agains ellies frame turns you on in a way like never before.
Hungrily licking youre lips you slowly enter the throbbing hole” she gasps at the slighty uncomfortable feeling of being full for the first time.
Gradually entering Ellie, bit by bit, insuring she gets fully accustomed to the leanth until shes taking the whole of your cock
You exit out and back in continuously, increasing the pace as she loosens up.
“Fuck- do it, harder”
You thrust into her harder, All you’re frustration that shes caused you mirroring each thrust, pounding her tight hole, as-if you want to teach her a lesson.
“Shit its Too much”
“Sh- should i stop” realising you might have gone too hard for her first time.
Ellie groans
“Fuck no” you continue with the same speed and power but remember keep focused on her body language
You place you’re hand on her stomach, originally for some support to balance yourself but when you notice
Ellies eyes roll so far back they might just get lost, you press down even harder
Rewarded by a A loud groan she slips before quickly covering her mouth with the back of her hand attempting to compress her moans.
You’re boxers dampen as the harness
Itches you’re throbbing clit, Ellie can barley move, too fucked out , her breathless gasps, sound like sweet music in your ears, only increasing the itch at your core.
You crawl over ellies limp body, trapping her in a tight bearhug, thrusting into her hole at a delicious force. Kissing up ellies neck, Whispering dirty language into her cloudy mind
“Cant believe you let me take you like this” you coo
“Look so pretty stuffed with me cock”
You feel her heart rate pick up, breath becoming heavier, whimpers more frequent, and there it is, a sudden and intense climax.
She spasms under you, riding every wave of the violent orgasm, until she cant think anymore. laying there like a sack of potato’s, body giving out. You fall on-top of her , lying on a very out of breath Ellie as you both come down from the high.
This time everything’s a bit softer. Ellie doesn’t nt immediately throw you out, and you guys actually hang out for a bit before you start throwing your jacket on.
“ me and you have to talk about this soon” you announce, you’re finger motioning between you and her.
“Yeah soon, soon” Ellie unintentionally dismissed, patting you’re shoulder to say goodbye
The next morning She can barely walk straight. Grumpy, Hungover and sore from last nights activity, all she wants is cereal and some sleep.
Joels sitting at the kitchen table head stuck in the newspaper in one hand and steaming coffe in the other.
“So” joel bites, like he has something to get off hid chest
Ellie stiffens.
“So” she fires back.
“Who’s uh the freind” she dosent turn but can feel his eyes peircing looking straight at her.
“What friend?” she asks, genuine confusion and a little panic lacing her face
“The one you keep sneaking in” joel retorts raising a brow.
Ellie flushes, opens her mouth, closes it again.
“What happened to good morning.” She points.
“ok Just asking” Joel raises both hands, palms out, a lazy grin on his face.
