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she tried to be nice about it, really, she did, soothing and praising you every second. you were honestly so lucky, but it didn't change your shaking legs and hot tears rolling down your face every time she pulled that 9 inch bright purple dildo out of you right when you were about to finish.
she just knew you too well.
"i know angel, but you're gonna feel so good soon" she whispers in your ear as she moves back down your body again, just to kiss and nip at your clit as that dildo eased in and out of your cunt.
"els, please," you plead, pleading her like a sinner at confession to let you cum, to feel that orgasm rip right through you. as your high started up again, building up, you thought that this is the one, the second your body started it's orgasm, before she'd just pull out before it started. but, you were wrong, she pulled out and your orgasm halted.
you cry out, closing your legs and burying your face in the floral pillows of your bed. "hey. hey, listen to me baby" she hushes, stroking your hair which was in now messy braids, tied at the end with two pink bows. "you gotta trust me baby, ok?" she coos. "I jus' wanna cum el.." you sniffle, visibly upset at the multiple times you've been denied an orgasm, you weren't having fun any more. "i know baby, you're gonna, promise" ellie pushed back some of you hair and placed a soft kiss next to your eye.
she kept you on your back, legs spread wide open as she reentered the dildo, easing the thick plastic that had stretched you out before. "please els..i'll be so good if you let me cum" you bargain. you'd practically sell your soul just to finish.
"you're always good baby, always such a good girl, and such a good pussy" she mumbles, watching your core clench around the toy, sucking it back in. "greedy pussy" she huffed, beginning to thrust the dildo in and out at a medium pace.
her strokes were longer and hard, but they had speed to it. the pleasure was running through your veins, like an IV, loud chants and crys of pleasure leaving your mouth. "el..ellie, ellie, ellie! oh my god!" you gasp, pushing your hips up in the air. "good girl, such a good girl, taking my cock so good" she praises you endlessly.
"please els, please let me cum, let me finish, let me show you how good you make me feel, please els!" you plead her, on the verge of tears if she doesn't give into those sweet whimpers and high pitched moans of yours.
her pace gets brutal, only making you chant her name. "els, els ohmyfuckfuck, fuck i'm cumming els, fuckfuck!" you chant, moaning so loudly it echoed through your pink walls.
synopsis: kinda random kinda not texts with little plot,,, you, ellie, and abby are going on a class trip and drama unfolds on the bus AND the rest of the trip 🫣….. funny how this started out with little plot now we’re here with a whole written out plot LMAO
pairings: Ellie Williams x reader, Abby Anderson x reader (one sided….)
also surprise guest woohoohoooooo
Warnings: oh boy this one is a loooong one guys, buckle up. SMUT fuck yeah who’s excited? , crybaby reader + Ellie, slightperv!abby(don’t come for me I had to), physical altercation, people get punched, relationship drama, angst w/ comfort (finally), masterbation, pussy eating, fingering, pussy grinding y’know grindin’ coochies, multiple orgasms, slight tit(nipple) play, usual explicit language. Let me know if I missed anything !! <3 MINORS DNI !!
make sure to check out the first 3 parts on my page babe !!
sighing, Ellie puts her phone down after rereading her messages with Dina. placing her head back onto the seat and closing her eyes.
She can’t even remember the last time you guys fought. It was usually over some dumb shit that you both got over in a span of an hour—but this time, this time was different.
it was different because Ellie was completely in the wrong. she can’t even deny it. she let her hatred towards abby and their shared family history get to her and hurt the one person she loves the most.
It’s not your fault Ellie hates Abby so much. So why was she so fucking stupid to go off on you like that. She never talked to you like that—yeah she got jealous often, but she would never take it out on you.
god where do I even start? How do I approach her? I’ll fucking crawl on my hands and knees if I have to. I’ll spend the rest of my life apologizing if I have to.
All these thoughts are jumbling inside of Ellie’s mind, she doesn’t even realize the bus coming to a stop. now arriving at the hotel. fucking finally.
The professor is the first to stand gathering everyones attention. letting them know to rest up for the remainder of the day, and to meet back here at 9 am sharp tomorrow morning, for a day at the museum. Ellie and you were most excited for the museum.
“…. and remember you guys are college students, be responsible adults. If you are not here by the time I gave, then the bus will leave without you.”
and with that everyone’s starting to finally make their way off the bus.
Abby watches as you stand quickly, taking your leave after the professor.
She’s quick to stand as well waiting for the other students in the seats in front of her to get up and walk down the isle first.
as she’s about to step out into the isle a body rushes past her, almost knocking her back.
Ellie’s heart is beating so fast. she saw you rush off the bus so quick she had to catch up to you.
Practically jumping over the guy sitting next to her. not caring about the others in the seats in front of her, she brushes past all of them cutting them off before they could even step foot into the isle.
Abby glares at the back of Ellie’s head as she watches her fucking power walk off the bus.
fucking bitch.
Regaining her posture, she does the same, zooming down the isle. hoping she could catch you before you went up to your room.
when Ellie walked down the steps of the bus she’s scanning the area for your familiar figure.
She sighs in relief as she sees you waiting off to the side for the bus driver to hand you the rest of your bags from the undercarriage.
okay you can do this, go make things right again.
hyping herself up in her head as she walks over to where you’re standing.
you feel her presence immediately. she doesn’t really make it subtle as she’s staring right at you, while you’re staring ahead.
Ellie feels her chest tighten at the sight of you. She could tell you cried a lot. fuck. A lump in her throat starting to form at the thought of you sitting there crying. because of her stupid actions.
“hey, babe.” she says to you softly. bringing up one of her hands to give your arm a gentle touch.
You tense at the contact, slightly moving your arm away from her touch. not even looking at her you reply.
“hey.”
even though what you really wanted to do was jump into her arms and tell her how much of a big jerk she is and have her hold you as you cried it out in her arms.
But you don’t, you cross your arms and shift your body away from her even more. she has to see how much she hurt you.
the loud call of your name indicating that your bags were up next to grab—saving you from awkwardly standing there for any longer.
Walking up to the bus driver, you go to grab the bag from his hands but a voice stops you, arm extending out past your own.
“I got it.” Ellie says while grabbing your bag for you.
“s’too heavy for you, remember?”
you’re reminded back to earlier that day, when you and ellie were bringing your things down to her car before driving to campus.
“Geez baby—it’s a weekend trip, how much did you even pack?” Ellie says struggling to carry your bags along with her own.
“Well, let me carry my own bags then.” You say trying to grab your luggage from her hands.
“Nuh uh, it’s waaay too heavy for you.” Ellie exaggerates. she says this as if she’s not huffing and puffing her way towards the car.
You laugh and shake your head.
“okay, maybeee I should take some things out? I packed like four bathing suits. I wanted to try them on for you before we went night swimming.”
The bags that were really fucking heavy like two seconds ago? Yeah Ellie’s lifting them up with ease now speed walking towards the car, leaving you with a really? look on your face.
“Ohh okay, I see you just needed some motivation to get you to turn into fucking captain america real quick.” You say laughing, teasing her.
“You better hope no one at that hotel decides to swim tonight either—because I am soooo fucking you in that pool.”
“ELLIE!”
the contrast of the start of the day to the events that unfolded on the bus were drastic.
rolling your eyes at her, you reach up to grab the bag from her hands. but she’s quick to move it away from you.
“I can carry my own bags, Ellie.” you snap at her.
grabbing no—yanking your things from her grasp before she could pull them back again. you turn to make your way towards the hotel lobby.
“wai-fuck.. baby wait!” Ellie yells after you. She doesn’t even care to wait for her own bags. jogging up to you.
“y/n—please, please can we talk?” She’s begging now trying to get you to stop walking away from her so damn fast.
You wanna keep going. you really want to. You’re yelling at yourself to just walk through the doors of the lobby and ignore her.
But you can’t. because, even though she hurt you. She’s the only one that could bring you comfort right now. and you really needed it.
so you stop. letting your bags fall beside you. looking down, not being able to look up at her.
Ellie feels like she’s going to throw up. no like really. seeing you in this state is something she never wants to see again. you looked so drained, and it was because of her, her toxic mentality—as Dina called it.
“Baby I- can you look at me, please?” she pleads.
you don’t though. you can’t get yourself to. Because once you do, you know you’re going to cave. so your eyes stay glued to the ground.
“angel, I need you to look at me, let me show you how sorry I am, sweet girl.” Ellie’s begging you at this point.
angel. sweet girl.
it’s like those were magic phrases or some shit because suddenly you’re crashing your body into Ellie. wrapping your arms around her torso and burying your face into her chest.
You can’t control yourself as you’re full on sobbing into her chest, completely soaking the white wife beater pleaser she wore under her usual button up.
“so.. mean…you’re.. so.. mean.” you cry into her.
Ellie can barely make out the words you’re saying. tears of her own now streaming down her cheeks. she embraces you, holding you close to her. giving your hair soothing strokes.
“shh.. it’s okay baby.. I know, I know, I’m the fuckin’ worst.”
You and ellie stand there embracing each other, her whispering apologies in your hair while leaving kisses after each one.
you finally look up at her though, face wet with tears—Ellie’s face mirroring your own.
“I hate you for making me feel that way, I hate you for making it seem like I did something wrong, and I hate myself for not being able to resist you, even when I’m mad at you.”
you say to her with swollen lips, puffy red eyes, and a runny nose. Even then, Ellie thought you were the most beautiful girl she’s ever seen.
alexa play pretty when you cry by Lana del Rey
she goes to put a hand on your cheek wiping stray tears with her thumb.
“my gorgeous girl, I don’t deserve you. But I’m a selfish fucker, whose too fucking stupid to see how good I have it—I am so sorry. I know my words won’t mean anything if I don’t show you through actions and I’m going to baby. I promise, I’ll never let myself treat you like that again.”
Ellie goes to place a kiss on your forehead before resuming. shutting her eyes for a second to compose herself.
All you can do is stare up at her, soaking in every single word that comes out of her mouth. This time you’re crying not because of her harsh words, but her apologetic ones.
“an-and if you need sp-
Ellie has to remind herself to breathe. not being able to say what she needs to without getting choked up.
letting out a big exhale before continuing.
“If you need space from me, I understand. I just want what’s best for you, angel… and I want you to know if that’s the ca—wheeww I can’t fucking breathe.” she says getting choked up all over again.
why is it so fucking hard to talk you without crying. god ellie get it together.
She thinks to herself. Using the back of her hand to harshly rub the tears away from her eyes.
now you’re the one bringing your own hand up removing hers from her eyes.
She’s looking down at you now with this look, it’s the same look she has when she’s embarrassed. and ashamed.
“Oh Ellie…”
Placing a hand on her cheek gently caressing it with your thumb. When she looks like that—how could you not forgive her?
“I think you’ve made it clear to me that you’re really sorry, but hmm..I don’t know though, maybe try begging on your knees to realllyyy sell it.” You say to her teasingly. trying to lighten the mood a bit. smiling up at her, your sadness fading by the second.
You’re so over this fight already, you want to make up as soon as possible. not even caring about keeping up the stay mad her because she deserves it act you were trying to maintain—but failed as soon you both were in close proximity.
What you don’t expect is for Ellie to actually drop down onto her fucking knees. It happened so fast you couldn’t even process it. one second you’re looking up at her and the next she’s gone.
Ellie is now looking up at you on her knees with her arms wrapped around your legs.
“Please forgive me for being the most absolute piece of shit girlfriend to you today.” She says looking up at you with pleading eyes—oh she’s actually serious.
You laugh and try to pull her up but she isn’t budging. passerby’s throwing you both sideways glances.
“ellieeeuuh get up, people are staring.”
no matter how cute you sound right now, Ellie stays put.
“Let them stare. I don’t care if I’m publicly humiliated. It’s nothing compared to how badly I hurt you today.” ellie says, still feeling the need to let you know how sorry she is.
and you thought you were dramatic. but you know a way to get her up.
“y’know when you’re on your knees like that you’re usually too busy to talk.” Your hand going down to caress her face sweetly, like you didn’t just say— Ellie’s ears are ringing now.
a sudden shift in mood, Ellie looks up at you with her mouth slightly parted. her teary eyes widen at your comment.
fuck me. no, like really fuck me. suddenly Ellie’s face isn’t the only thing that’s wet.
she shoots right up, pulling you in by your waist. bringing her face down. so close to yours, you can feel her breath fanning across your cheeks when she asks,
“what are you doing?” her eyes searching yours. I mean you can’t just say things like that to her.
she could fucking devour you right here, right now.
“I think you should go check us into our room then maybe you’ll find out.” you say with a flirty smile on your face.
Ellie fucking loves that smile. She only wants to make you smile. She only wants to make you happy.
“wait. Baby— I didn’t get to finish earlier, I wanted to say… if you do need space, I’ll be here for you whenever you’re rea-“
Before she could finish she’s interrupted by your laughter.
“Ellie Williams I just gave you the chance to go get us into a hotel room so you could fuck me, I just spent the last three hours ignoring you and you want me to consider spending more time apart from you?” you tease.
“NO! I mea- wait Dina said I should make sure to give you space… or something like that—fuck I just wanted to-.”
you’re interrupting her yet again but this time with your lips on hers.
It takes Ellie a few seconds to realize what’s happening before bringing her hands up to cup your face, deepening the kiss.
You’re the first to pull away. Ellie tries to chase after your lips again but you stop her.
“Wait you talked to Dina?” You ask in an amused voice.
Ellie groans.
“yeahh… I was in deep shit okay? And she chewed me out about it too—Wait by the way she’s probably going to ask you about my apology later.” this makes you laugh. knowing Dina you knew she had your back 100%.
“and what if I tell her you gave me a shitty apology hm?” You taunt Ellie.
“heyyy that’s meannn…” she says in an overly dramatic tone.
“Yeah now you know how it feels you, jerk.” you say while playfully punching her arm.
smiling sheepishly Ellie replies,
“yeah I deserved that one .” rubbing the back of her neck like one of those embarrassed cartoon characters. It always made you laugh when she did that.
“okay, forreal this time, go grab your bags and I’ll go check us in.” You say bending down to grab your own. Ellie stops you again.
“I got it baby, you go ahead and I’ll meet you in there in a sec okay?”
You roll your eyes playfully but oblige. Lifting your head to give her a sweet peck on the lips, which she quickly reciprocates.
“fiiinee don’t strain yourself okay?”
“pshh remember I’m like fuckin’ captain america, baby.” godddd if you could fuck her loser ass right then and there you would.
“ohhkayy miss captain america, see you inside.”
and with that you’re making your way towards the entrance of the hotel lobby with a smile on your face.
who would of known in just a span of ten minutes you could go from being angry and sad, to sad, then not so sad, to straight up horny.
ahh i love lesbian love.
someone who looks like they don’t though—well not between you and Ellie at least, is Abby.
When she got off the bus after Ellie she didn’t even get a chance to go up to you, because of how quick Ellie was to approach you first.
She watched your interaction unfold. the way you stormed off away from Ellie. resulting her to chase after you. she felt a little bit of hope knowing you were mad at Ellie as well.
but that hope shattered when she saw you jump back into Ellie’s arms.
She watched the whole thing, It was like she was in a trance. like you and Ellie were playing out a scene from a romcom or some shit.
She watched as Ellie comforted you, she watched you both cry in each others arms. how Ellie pathetically fell to the ground.
I would too if I was her. I would do anything to keep you.
when she finally looked away—was when you kissed her. She felt that same feeling she always did when she saw you guys kiss. that stomach dropping jaw clenching feeling.
Ellie watches you walk through the doors of the hotel before she’s turning on her heels to grab her things from the bus. a little pep in her step.
did she just sob in front of a hotel, fall down on her knees dramatically causing a scene— yes, yes she did. And she’s do it a million more times if that would make you feel better.
walking towards the bus— a very annoyed bus driver stands there with her things.
“aw man I’m sorry. got caught up with the mrs., gotta keep the wife happy, amirite?
she’s not sure why but whenever she mentioned you to others— especially older people, she often talked as if you both were married. kind of picking up on this older lingo. If you heard her right now, you of would laughed, calling her an old middle aged man talking about his lady lover at home.
the bus driver just rolls his eyes. not caring for the dramatics of young romance. handing her bags over to her and making his way back onto the bus.
while Ellie was having her little exchange with the bus driver. Abby took this as her chance to speed walk to the entrance of the hotel, where you were alone—without Ellie around breathing down your neck.
She made it past the doors and saw you standing at the head of the line at the front desk waiting to check in.
Walking up to the line she stood two people away from you. Her hearts pounding in her chest she wants to ask the people in front of her if she could cut in front of them.
just as she’s about to you’re already walking up to the front desk, the person ahead of you finishing before Abby could get her chance.
just my fucking luck, huh?
and if things couldn’t get worse she sees Ellie’s familiar figure walk in, carrying— struggling to carry multiple bags.
She walks right past her not even sparing her a second glance before making her way towards you at the front desk.
Out of breath and red in the face. Ellie finds her way to you, dropping the bags on the ground and wrapping an arm around your waist.
You greet her as the hotel lobbyist goes to type in your information.
“Hey, you.” You smile up at her giving her a quick peck on the lips.
“you got us the honeymoon suite right?” Ellie jokes.
The lobbyist’s eyes go wide at the comment, and you give your girlfriend a playful nudge with your elbow.
“she’s kidding, the regular room is just fine.” you say.
the worker smiles at you two. she thought you guys were cute.
“I hope you ladies enjoy your stay.” She says handing you your room key.
You both thank her. Ellie grabs your bags, stepping away from the desk.
now making your way towards the elevators— you make eye contact with someone.
try and guess who that someone is.
Abby freezes as your eyes find her own. it’s like she’s trying to communicate with you through eye contact.
please let me talk to you.
you’re the first to look away and Abby feels defeated. like no matter what she does, she’s not going to be able to tell you how sorry she is for her actions.
fuck it.
Abby ditches her spot in line and is making a b-line towards you.
“Y/n, I really need to talk to you.”
Ellie wants to do nothing more than to throw the bags she’s holding at Abby’s stupid face. and tell her to fuck off.
I mean— the audacity.
It takes everything in her not to. But she remembers— calm down, you get to decide what to do. It’s not for her to decide for you. You got this.
You’re frozen in shock, you never would have expected her to be so bold and come up to you and Ellie this way.
“Um- I don’t think that’s a good idea.” You reply.
Abby’s heart drops.
“Please, I have to explain myself… five minutes that’s all I need bab-.”
Before Abby could even finish her sentence she stops herself. fuck. she almost called you baby.
Ellie thought she was mad before but boyyy she’s fuming now. The grip she has on your bags tightening. she has to look away to calm her breathing before she absolutely loses it. only to be drawn back in by your voice.
“Abby, I think you should go. you and I both know what you did. there’s no need for any further explanation.”
no please just listen to me.
Abby feels a lump forming in her throat she doesn’t know what to do. but she doesn’t budge. She’s standing there staring at you with this pleading look. and you almost feel bad for her.
“have some respect for yourself and walk away, yeah?” Ellie speaks up. glancing at you giving you a reassuring nod. letting you know she’s supporting you.
“the fuck did you just say?” Abby spits back. No longer looking at you. but glaring at your girlfriend—face contorted with anger and annoyance.
ohhh she cannot be serious right now.
“I said, have some respect for yourself and walk away—you’re upsetting my girlfriend.” Ellie couldn’t help herself, wanting to rub in that last bit.
“I’d watch my mouth if I were you Williams.” Abby fires back. Her voice menacing and taunting.
Ellie drops the bags that are in her hands. Stepping ahead of you and going up to Abby, getting in her face.
“Or what? Huh Anderson, what are you gonna do?”
Ellie’s voice is dripping with venom.
Suddenly she’s being shoved back. neither you or Ellie expecting it.
Abby is seeing red. she takes Ellie’s comment as a challenge.
Ellie stumbles back but catches herself. in a split second she uses all her strength to shove Abby back.
“Stop! come on Ellie, it’s not worth it. Let’s go.”
You go to pull on Ellie’s arm. she wants to beat Abby’s face in so bad. She wants to ignore you and really go at it, releasing her frustrations towards the blonde, not caring about the consequences.
But she listens to you. she just got back on your good side. she’s not going to let Abby control her actions any further.
“Yo! Williams fuck her up!”
A voice calls out from the other side of the hall.
That dude that Abby destroyed in weight training? The same one Ellie sat next to on the bus? yeah that one. he’s now egging her on wanting to see Abby get her ass kicked.
Ellie just shakes her head bending down to grab her bags. you roll your eyes at the guy.
but Abby, she felt as if the universe was wanting her to do something.
“Mind your own fucking business asshole.” She spits back at him.
Who the fuck was this guy anyways?
The dude makes his way down the hall towards you three. coming up to Abby with his hands up in defense he says.
“Hey you deserve it, not my fault you like fucking around with taken bitches.” he snaps at her. clearly projecting his own dislike towards her into the situation her and Ellie are in right now.
Ellie’s about to tell him to fuck off but she’s abruptly knocked to the side as Abby charges forward.
before he knows it Abby’s fist is connecting with his jaw. it’s definitely going to be bruised tomorrow.
“OW! what the fuck! You cunt!” he’s yelling while holding his jaw in pain.
Abby just turns away from him. rubbing over her knuckles that are now throbbing. she’s so over this. Why did she let herself get into this mess.
she should of kept her feelings for you bottled up. what made her think you would actually leave Ellie for her.
you and Ellie are stunned watching the scene unfold. You’re really glad Ellie wasn’t on the receiving end of Abby’s punch.
but you spoke too soon because he hurries after Abby, who hears this and turns to him again ready to take him.
Ellie notices this and goes to jump in front of him to stop him—but as soon as she does, he’s already throwing a punch at Abby, who doesn’t get hit by the blow though. Ellie does instead.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You’re screaming at him. rushing to Ellie who’s now holding her eye in pain.
“OH-fuck! man— I didn’t mean to I swea-.”
He doesn’t finish his sentence, now doubling over in pain. Abby fucking knees him in the gut.
Ellie wishes she had done that to him but her fucking eye hurt so bad. and she knows you hate physical confrontation. especially when it’s not needed. she has to put your feelings before her own here, not wanting to upset you.
Abby watches as you examine Ellie’s eye asking her if it hurts that bad and Ellie laughs telling you she’ll be okay it doesn’t even hurt that much. shes lying. not wanting to worry you more than you already are.
Soon a couple security guards from the front are coming over, the people around you notifying them that a fight broke out.
You realize that you’re all in public still, with people around you watching everything. Including your other classmates.
“Hey what’s goin on here?” One of the guards asks.
“That guy started a fight with us.” You say as you’re motioning to the dude that’s still on the floor clutching his abdomen in pain.
The guards are quick to grab him up. telling him he needs to leave the premise.
“What?! That bitch right there threw the first punch!” he yells in defence, pointing towards Abby.
“That true ladies?” the guard asks.
Abby swallows, ready to be taken away along with that idiot.
“No that’s not true, he came at us out of nowhere.” You respond.
“What?!? That bitch is LYING! Check the cameras now where’s your manager?!” He’s yelling while the guards shake their head, continuing to escort him out.
“yeah yeah save it buddy… you ladies have a good night okay?” they say before leaving the three of you standing there. there’s an awkward silence that fills the air now.
it seems as if anything and everything could happen today. maybe this trip was cursed or something.
Abby’s relieved you lied for her. but you didn’t do it for her, you did it for Ellie. you didn’t like physical confrontation but this time the guy really deserved it. no one punches your girl and gets away with it.
“Thank you, for not uh- ratting me out.” Abby says to you.
You don’t even look at her, you’re too busy looking at Ellie’s eye which is becoming swollen and bruised.
“just go away Abby.”
“Bu-.”
“Just. Go.”
You look at her now, eyes looking directly into hers. Abby’s heart sinks. again. But she just nods and makes her way back to the front desk.
There were only a couple of times Ellie heard you be that stern with someone. even when you were mad at her earlier, you didn’t talk to her that way. She was expecting it and honestly deserving of it.
the fact that you talked to Abby like that made her stomach do back flips. Ohh she wanted to fucking flip Abby off as she walked away mouthing a fuckk yoouuuu as she did.
but she held herself back. she had some level of maturity. keyword, some. as Abby leaves you two, your focus is back on Ellie.
“Baby we need to get you some ice for that eye right now.”
You say wincing at how bad Ellie’s eye is already looking.
“psshh I’ll be fine babe, let’s just go up to the room c’mon.” She says going to grab your bags but you beat her to it.
“Ba-
“No Ellie you’re injured just let me carry them. I got it.” You say struggling already with two out of the four bags— three of them being your own.
Ellie goes to grab the other two though.
“Fine you carry two and I’ll carry two.” She says and you begrudgingly agree.
finally making your way towards the elevator and heading up to your room.
Once you do, you throw your things on the bed and immediately call room service to bring up some ice.
Ellie laughs at the way you’re frantically asking for ice telling the person on the other end to “please hurry it’s an emergency.”
She lays herself down on the bed, hands behind her head, letting out a tired sigh. Today has been a long fucking day.
you sit next to Ellie’s laid out form.
“gonna fix you up in no time babe.” You tell her gently tucking stray hairs behind her ear.
Your gentle touch leaves goosebumps all over Ellie’s body.
She smiles up at you taking your hand and placing a soft kiss on it. She doesn’t stop though, she’s trailing kissing down your palm to your wrist making her way up your arm while pulling you in closer.
You’re halfway on top of her now. giggling at the feeling of her planting soft kisses all over your face.
wrapping her arms around you. holding your upper body close to hers. She’s staring at you with adoring eyes. Even with a halfway swollen and bruised up eye, you can still see that sparkle she has whenever she’s looking at you. those beautiful green eyes.
A knock on the door has you snapping out of your trance, right. the ice.
“it’s the ice babe, I’ll be right back.” You say standing, making your way towards the door.
Grabbing the ice from the nice hotel employee you shut the door and grab a towel from the bathroom.
“okay babe, sit up so I can ice your eye.” You say folding in a couple ice cubes into the towel.
“Yes ma’am” Ellie says sitting up.
You reach over and press the towel onto her eye lightly. Ellie flinches a bit at the contact at first but is soon met with a nice cooling feeling that soothes her eye.
you’re both sitting close to each other, Ellie examining every inch of your face, admiring every little detail.
She loved having you close. If she could stare at you all day long she would.
she’s staring at your lips now. your pretty lips, the lips that could make her feel so bad but good at the same time. bad when they were doing that sad little frown, good when they do that flirty little smirk. And really fucking good when they’re parted gasping for air when yo—
“Ellie are you even listening to me?” you deadpan. Oh fuck were you talking to her?
She didn’t even realize she let her mind wander at the thought of you two—
“o-oh what? um yeah babe I was.” lies.
You smirk at her, tilting your head.
“Oh really? what did I just say then hm?”
shit.
“You— like you were,, you said that… lik—oh I don’t fucking know. fine you caught me.”
Ellie says taking your hand that’s holding the towel up to her eye.
“Ellie your eye, it still needs to be iced.” you protest.
fuck the ice, I need you. now.
She throws the towel to the side and grabs your face kissing you. pushing you back lightly, placing herself on top of you.
You’re moaning into the kiss. back now flat against the bed. your lips part slightly letting Ellie slip her tongue in. taking her tongue into your mouth you wrap your lips around it and give it a gentle suck before letting it go. Ellie’s eyes roll back she feels like she’s in heat. grinding her hips down onto yours.
“hnnghh fuck ellieee.” You moan into her mouth.
Hot. it’s suddenly so fucking hot.
“ellie…clothes… off…” you can barely get a full sentence out.
you don’t have to ask her twice.
pushing herself off of you. She takes her button up off and throws it carelessly while she’s kicking off her shoes.
You do the same and just as you’re about to shimmy out of your jeans she stops you.
“wait- let me do it.” Her voice barely above a whisper. It’s raspy. And needy.
You lay back down. heart beating in anticipation. lower belly in knots.
her rough finger hover over the button of your jeans. gently undoing them. grazing her fingers over the exposed skin right above the waistline—she starts to slowly pull them down.
You’re looking down at her now sitting up slightly to watch her as she slowly sinks to her knees. It’s the second time today that she’s on her knees for you.
the soft touch of Ellie’s fingers going down your legs along with your jeans leave goosebumps trailing after them.
she quickly discards them to the side, looking up. not at your face though. at the growing wet patch on your panties. fuck me.
she can’t help herself. hooking her arms around your thighs. spreading them wide. You suddenly feel exposed wanting to close them. ellie tuts.
“stop. let me fuckin’ see her.” she says. referring to your pussy as her.
slow tantalizing hand trailing up your thigh. making its way in between them. using her thumb to rub over the wet patch with slow circular motions. spreading your arousal. sucking in air through her teeth—
“fuuuckkkk…. this wet pussy all for me?” she asks while adding more pressure with her thumb.
nodding frantically, gripping her wrist you whine. “Ellie please… I need more.”
“shhh I know baby… I gotcha.”
she brings her thumb down to her mouth, tasting your arousal that soaked through your panties. eyes rolling back. you’re absolutely gushing now at the sight.
“mmmm so fucking good baby.”
reaching up to slide your panties down your legs. the same way she did your jeans. leaving goosebumps everywhere she touches.
this time though, she shoves the panties into her back pocket.
“stand up for me baby.” Ellie asks, sitting back on her heels.
slowly pushing yourself up and sliding off the bed. your legs feel wobbly like they could give out any moment. Ellie’s hands grip your thighs, stabilizing you.
she’s looking up at you now through hooded eyes, her hands spreading your legs. making herself comfortable in between them, still on her knees.
she’s eye level now with your bare pussy—wet in all its glory. fucking beautiful and perfect. and all hers.
bringing her hand up. fingers spreading your lips apart, you’re dripping. licking her lips, Ellie dives right in. flattening her tongue at the base of your pussy, dragging it up to meet your clit. her fingers spreading the hood of your pussy back, exposing your sensitive nub, the tip of her tongue now flicking it up and down. playing with it . she loves the feeling of you against her tongue. she’s fucking addicted to it.
“oohhhmmyyellieeeughh.” gripping her head with one hand, the other going back to grip the bed to help keep you up right.
“mmmmmhnmm.” shes moaning into you. mouth completely over your pussy. sucking in her cheeks, she’s fucking slurping you up.
you feel it, that familiar build up in the pit of your stomach.
your arm thats holding you up gives out. stumbling back a bit, Ellie doesn’t stop though, getting up from her kneeling position, grasping the back of your thighs and hoisting you up. making you fall back and onto the bed, mouth not once leaving your pussy.
she’s devouring you like it’s her fucking job. spreading and lifting your legs so they’re up to your chest. moving her head up and down vigorously, her nose brushing your clit so deliciously you’re seeing stars.
Fingers finding their way back to her head, you’re pulling on her hair.
your loud moans and the squishy wet smacking sounds of Ellie’s mouth on you fill the room.
bringing a finger down to your hole, teasingly rubbing around it. before dipping it in slowing moving it in and out while her mouth latches onto your clit. teeth grazing it oh so lightly sending tingles down your spine and making your toes curl.
“Oooouhahhh fuckkk meee Ellie! Oh my god fuckfuckfuck.” gripping onto the back of your thighs now. your head falls back, mouth agape.
Ellie raises her mouth off of you, letting your clit go with a pop. now adding her middle finger along with her index she’s pumping them in and out of you with a face pace. her thumb coming up to rub your clit replacing her mouth.
you feel it coming. moans being trapped in your throat now. your face frozen with the look of ecstasy.
Ellie swears she could fucking cum just by seeing you like this. she’s practically soaking through her boxers.
the lower part of her face dripping wet with your juices and her own spit. as she watches you.
“c’mon pretty girl cum f’me.” bringing her mouth back down to your clit sucking on it. she replaces her index with her ring finger getting a better angle. her ring and middle fingers now pumping in and out of you at a fucking brutal pace.
it hits you, it hits you so fucking hard, your senses feeling it all at once. the moans stuck in your throat now escaping out of you filling up the room.
“OHMYYYYY ellieelliellieellie—gnnacum.”
your loud moans and the chanting of her name along with the wet squelching sounds of her fingers pumping in and out of you—has her moaning into you as she’s slobbering all over your pussy.
your eyes roll back and you grip her hair hard. lower belly tensing and the back of your thighs burning from being held up tightly.
bucking your hips up fucking humping yourself up onto her face, riding out your orgasm. chest heaving up and down, moans continuously spilling out of your mouth.
Ellie watches as you cum all over her fingers.
“fuckkk yeah baby, atta girl c‘mon fuckin’ give it to me.” she says still pumping her fingers.
you have to grab her wrist to stop her, already feeling overstimulated. she doesn’t stop though.
she just keeps going. pumping them in and out of you even faster.
You feel it again that familiar build up, not being able to recover from your last orgasm this one hits you in waves. body jolting, eyes brimming with tears of pleasure.
“Ellie! n-no more pleassehnnhhgg.”
Ellie finally lets up. Slowing her fingers down. collecting your cum onto them. shoving them past her lips sucking them dry, she’s so fucking nasty with it literally drooling down her arm over your taste.
your thighs drop down, feeling that delicious ache in them. you lay there trying to catch your breath.
Ellie stands up fully now. She’s taking off her tank and the rest of her clothes— getting completely naked.
she crawls on top of you straddling your waist. bringing her hands up to the bottom of your shirt and lifting it over your head—along with your bra.
mouth watering at the sight of your tits— yours doing the same as you watch her on top of you. nipples hard and perky and you can see the inside of her thighs glistening with her arousal.
reaching your hand up, pinching and rolling her nipple in between your fingers. Ellie hisses at the contact. bringing her head down to catch your nipple in her mouth biting down onto the bud, pulling it up and letting it go.
planting love bites all over your chest now, you’re moaning at how good it hurts.
“m’gonna fuck you so good baby.” She says as she lifts herself off of you, spreading your legs once again—spreading her legs as well, angling herself down. her fingers spreading your lips apart while she does the same with her own.
bringing herself down onto you, slowly grinding her hips. throwing her head back in a moan.
“mmmhhggod baby feels so fucking good.” She says through gritted teeth.
she quickens her pace not being able to control herself and you swear you go cross eyed. Still sensitive from your previous orgasms. Your hands go to grip her waist as she’s pushing your legs back grinding into you harder.
you can’t even speak, you’re staring up at her with this look on your face— no thoughts behind those eyes, dazed and fucked out. mouth agape and eye brows furrowed. you look so fucking dreamy.
Ellie wishes she could take a picture of you like this and keep it forever.
the headboard of the bed now banging against the wall. Neither of you caring. Ellie’s fucking grinding into you with a relentless pace. Her brows are furrowed, hair sticking to her for head. eye still throbbing from earlier but she could give less of a fuck.
“you like that huh? you fucking like that?” she’s asking you and you can’t find the words to respond. too overwhelmed.
“yeahhh you fuckin’ love it.” Ellie responds for you.
Ellie feels her lower belly tightening she goes to grab onto one of your thighs and fucking goes crazy. the headboard is pounding against the wall now.
shes grinding down you like her life depends on it. she’s dripping down her thighs and onto you. both of your juices mixing together making it easier for her to clit to slip back and forth over your pussy.
“Uugfhhh fuckfuckfuckfuck.” The back of her thighs clenching, her lower belly tightening. Head thrown back, now she’s chanting your name like a mantra.
cumming all over your pussy she’s grinding her hips deep and slow into you now. riding out her own orgasm.
“s-so fucking good baby.” She says. looking down at you watching as you recover from your own orgasm— for the third time in a row.
she lets go of your leg and they fall down—not having the strength to hold them up anymore.
she collapses onto you, capturing your lips with her own. sharing a passionate kiss after fucking was a must for you both.
Breaking the kiss, she stares at you lovingly as she brings her hand up—using the same two fingers she had knuckles deep in you a moments ago—to caress your cheek.
“I love you so much, my sweet girl”
you smile up at her. you’re glowing. you have this after sex glow about you. and Ellie fucking adores it.
“I love you too, Ellie.” she leans down to place another kiss on your lips before rolling off of you.
Laying on her back now she brings you in, resting your head on her chest and spooning her side. your legs tangling with her own.
suddenly it hits you that you’re in a hotel room and not your room in your shared apartment.
“Babe?” you ask.
“hm?” Ellie hums.
“do you think we were too loud?”
Ellie’s chest shakes under you. laughing at how cute you are.
“uhh probably—yeah most likely super fucking loud, now the whole floor probably knows my name.” you’re both laughing now. high off of sex.
meanwhile Abby lays there, hand down her pants. listening from the other side of the wall—trying to get off on your moans.
it was just Abby’s fucking luck. She couldn’t believe it. It’s like the universe was intentionally pulling you towards Her.
After the little fiasco in the lobby and you telling her to go away. she went to go check in and as she made her way into her room she heard a familiar voice. It was yours— through the wall just next door to her.
hence why she’s in the position she is right now rubbing one out to your moans that pass through the thin hotel walls.
she tries her best to ignore Ellie’s name that comes out of your mouth replacing it with her own instead, blocking Ellie out completely— She’s picturing herself in that room with you right now, having her way with you.
The thought alone and the sounds of your moans have her toes curling, eyes rolling back, and fingers cramping while she’s frantically rubbing herself. She bites down on her other hand suppressing her moan as she cums all over her fingers.
she lays there chest rising up and down breaths coming out in fast huffs.
Did she really just fucking do that?
picking up her phone she goes to text nora, needing someone to vent to—or to honestly make herself feel less alone. As she hears you and Ellie exchanging I love you’s through the wall.
a/n: AHHHHH SO THAT WAS A FUCKING ROLLER COASTER 🤭 ALSOOO SURPRISE GUEST DINAAAA AHHH WE LOVE DINA HERE I WANT HER TO BE MY GF IRL <3 I had so much fun writing this part it was truly an emotional roller coaster. And it’s the longest part yet !! Oh! And there’s one more part after this one hehehehe <3 thank you all again for the constant support and keeping up with the series so far !! I love you all so much I hope you guys like this chapter !! 🩷
-some of the tags don’t work :( and I can’t figure out why but If you see your tag here and wasn’t notified pls let me know !! <3 love youuu 🩷 And if I missed your tag forgive meee I promise I’m looking on all my posts for peoples tags to be added im not ignoring you bby !! <3
໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა⋆｡°✩ sub! abby who begs you to sit on her face. to make you feel good, to taste your slick on her tongue. sub! abby who doesn’t care that it’s getting hard to breathe as long as her sweet, sweet girl feels good, her eyes glossing over and completely pussy drunk. sub! abby who grabs your thighs and forces you down when she can tell you’re holding back, pushing your clit onto her hooked nose. sub! abby who tastes you like it’s her last meal, practically close to tears everytime you tease her by lifting yourself up. sub! abby who cums with you solely from the thought that she made you feel good.
one of my friends introduced me to sub abby and the brainrot is taking over. more lesbian tlou smut coming very soon.
Does anyone wanna be moots?? Im into spn, cm, tlou, Yellowjacket’s, arcane, the l word, bones, bottoms, cod, just shows w gay characters tbh :p. I’m more than willing to make friends on here who don’t write and just want to send each other fics to read or rant about, or honestly people who have the same interests or just wanna talk! I’d love to have moots who write as well as I feel that’d be sooo cool! I’m trying to branch out to other creators on here and ask to be moots but ur girl is shy as hell 🥲
abby anderson secretly loved when you got all dominant. she was desperate, carnal to make you feel so, so good.
໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა⋆｡°✩ abby was so rarely submissive. she rarely let you dom her and, when she did, she would act all stubborn when you finished—as if she wasn’t the one begging to be fucked like, 5 minutes ago.
this time, you wanted to surprise her. knowing abby, she would act like she wasn’t enjoying it, only giving in once you slowly broke her and brought her to her limit. she done it to herself, really. she had just come back from patrol, putting on her big girl front as if you couldn’t tell she probably, no, definitely overworked herself again. as usual. “i’m fine! you think a few runners could shake me?” you were watching her chest rise and fall, up..down..up..down. she was trying so hard not to show how out of breath she was. “abby…you can tell me if it was a lot, you know that?” “course i do! come on, don’t worry about me. i wanna worry about you.”
she snaked her hands around your waist, so much bigger than yours that you were always surprised at how perfectly she fit against you. her arms tensed, veins lightly showing as she held your thighs to lift you, taking you both to your room with ease. you played along, moaning through kisses, telling her how much you wanted her. although you wanted to tease her, the temptation to give in was so, so strong.
eventually, you told her you wanted to ride her. nothing more, nothing less. “my pretty girl wants to ride me? sure, if your thighs don’t give out.” her pretty smile mocked you—she didn’t think you could do it. typical.
she already had her strap, laying on her back with that stupid smirk on her face. if stupid meant unbelievably hot you were dripping down your thighs, then yeah, she looked so fucking stupid. grabbing the rope from the drawer, you tied her arms together as tight as you could and gave her simple instructions. “you can’t touch me unless i say so.” her eyes widened, “fuck…are you trying to dom me again? god no, baby please not today. i just wanna fuck you, please?” she said “trying” as if you hadn’t done it before. she was in denial and it showed, so, so clearly.
it was your turn to use that stupid smile she always weaponised against you, giggling as you sat on her stomach and her ‘stupid smile’ turned into an extremely pissed scowl. you teased her nipples on top of her vest, using her sensitivity to your advantage. “f-fuck baby, come on. i can’t do this again.” you acted like you couldn’t hear her, still fixated on how her nipples perked up under the fabric, friction making her back arch so slightly. it was funny, really. the way you being gentle made her so frustrated. if you treated her the way she did you, you’re convinced she might genuinely die.
finally, you lifted her vest to get a look at her pretty nipples, all swollen and so much more sensitive than they were before. the cold nipped her skin, warmth only enclosing her once your lips latched around her. “shit…you wanted to s-see my boobs that bad?” she was still trying to uphold her little facade as if you couldn’t see her eyes flittering everytime you touched her.
“baby. i’m done, p-please let me fuck you. god i can’t do this.” she always did this. saying she ‘can’t do this’ before you even started doing anything. “you’ll be fine, abby. i’ll make you feel good, yeah?”
after abby waited “so long”, her words, you moved yourself off of her stomach to straddle her thighs, placing kisses on her red cheeks despite her still trying to look mean. she couldn’t intimidate you when she was the one tied up, completely vulnerable for you. “you wanna fuck me? you have to beg for it.” you’re sure she knew that yet her pride was still overbearing. “fuck no. i don’t know what you’re on for you to even think of me begging.”
as you said, she did it to herself. her pride was higher than anyone you’d ever seen, saying she needed to fuck you yet her pride was this strong? textbook insanity, probably.
apparently, you didn’t make her desperate enough for her to beg which seemed close to a crime in abby’s eyes. you put one of your hands behind her to rest on her leg, leaving your cunt exposed right in front of her face, letting her see how good it would feel to have your slick all over her cock. “oh this is fucking low.” she knew what you were doing and she hated it, struggling to undo herself of the binds you forced her into. you pushed your fingers between her pretty lips before slipping them through the folds of your pussy and exaggerating your whimpers to let her know what she was missing, what her pride was forcing her to miss out on.
“god fine i’ll beg, just—please. baby i need you, please let me fuck you—i’m sorry, i was stubborn but i promise i’ll be good. please ride me, i’ll do anything.” butterflies swarmed your stomach hearing abby beg so desperately. it had an effect no one else could even come close to replicating. still trying to uphold your dominance, you slowly slid down onto her cock while maintaining eye contact with abby—poor girl was more flustered than ever, she didn’t know what to do with herself. “you gonna call me mommy?” you teased her, half sure that she would use the last of her energy to call you insane for even asking. “uh-huh—t-thank you mommy, you’re so perfect…fuck—wanna touch you so bad, please m-mommy.” her eyes glossed over and her hips bucked ever so slightly, still fighting the ropes you tied her with.
the friction from her strap grazed her clit so gently, more than enough for her to completely lose it. her voice became so much louder than yours, whimpers that filled the room and her embarrassment no longer mattered. “m-mommy i wanna make you cum, please cum for me i’ll be good, i promise. i know i was lying—i won’t do it again, p-please i’m sorry.”
“baby— mommy, i’m sorry. please don’t stop, i won’t do it again.” she was so close to tears all because you stopped, her desperation taking complete control of her senses. of course it was only a strap but she could’ve sworn she could feel you around her cock. you carried on making yourself feel good, using her for your benefit and keeping the same speed you were at before.
“y-you want mommy to cum for you?” you were breathless, thighs aching from how hard you were fucking yourself. you’d never tell her that—she’d never let you live it down. “uh-huh, mhm please cum for me, i wanna cum with you mommy, please let me cum.” your voices revelled in each other, satisfaction filling the thick air that was filled with your sexes and your sweetness leaving a ring around the base of her cock. you slipped your middle and ring finger into your cunt one last time before making abby “open up.”, making her whimper as her tongue indulged in how fucking good you tasted.
you gently untied abby’s ropes before laying on her chest, kissing her nose and explaining how proud you were, how good she was for you. the embarrassment came flooding back through her head, hands flying to her face as her brain replayed the sounds she made, the things she said. “god i am never letting you do that again.” you gave her your famous sure you won’t look that made her double over, talking under her breath as if you both weren’t pressed up against each other. “maybe sometimes, or whatever.”
soft sex with ellie williams ! credits to whoever came up with the idea that ellie would hate gloss on herself but love it on you. modern au
໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა⋆｡°✩ellie was always rough. as a result of jealousy from that one guy at a cafe who was supposedly staring at your ass, her words, and her extreme sadism. she loved seeing you all teary eyed when she was finished with you, knowing you probably wouldn’t be able to walk the next day.
ellie was feeling more romantic than usual, bringing back your favourite flowers from one of the stores on the way back from her morning jogs. you very rarely received flowers, not because ellie decided not to get you any but because they were so hard to take care of, in your opinion. this time, she bought u pink lilies that you almost mistook for being real. you secretly thanked whatever gods existed that they were fake—you could keep them forever.
“…are they okay?” you didn’t notice you had been staring and ellie was panicking, her body becoming restless and starting to fidget with the promise ring she kept on her right ring finger. her words snapped you back into reality and you practically threw yourself at her, the residue of your gloss and lipliner staining her face as you suffocated her in kisses. she always hated wearing gloss herself, yet the feeling of yours on her face never failed to leave her cheeks all rosy. she would walk around with your lips plastered on her cheeks if you didn’t make her wipe it off beforehand.
ellie took the flowers off your hands before they got ruined in the midst of your slightly aggressive love for her, placing them on the bedside table on your side of the bed. she returned the favour and placed kisses on your cheeks, your forehead, god even your nose, both your giggles filling the air. she finally ended her kissing frenzy by meeting your lips with hers, your scents revelling in each other. her hands found their way to your waist, holding you so gently you could mistake it as a breath.
her lips travelled further down your body, your neck to your chest, to your thighs that she probably loved more than you at this point. before she asked to be your girlfriend, you always caught her staring at your thighs in shorts, skirts, occasionally in your baggy jeans—eventually her favourite place to sit became between your thighs. you swore you would kill her like that one day but she didn’t seem to care.
she knew how sensitive your inner thighs were and when she kissed you there? you didn’t even try to hold back. although she loved to tease you, she was taking her time while giving you what you wanted like a host at your service. “els…come on, i can’t take this.”
“yes ma’am.” she giggled as she said this, knowing you liked it when she acted all obedient despite having the chance to have her way with you whenever she pleased. she slowly but intensely dragged her tongue across your slit, moaning deeply while her low eyes looked up at you. the air was soft and calm with the only noise being the occasional giggles and low, sensual moans. her hands wandered back to your thighs, grabbing and squeezing while the vibrations of her voice reverberated against your heat. something about ellie being so soft was intoxicating. “ellie..wanna cum, please.” her tongue lapped against your cunt faster, the sound of your slick filling her ears. she held your hand as your hips bucked against her mouth and your legs tightened around her head—you did say you swore you would kill her like that one day. she laughed in a low voice, still swallowing your sweetness and letting you know how good you tasted. how she could apparently live off of you alone. ‘100% pussy diet’ she called it.
she got up from between your legs to kiss your nose and dragged her fingers along your pussy, licking your slick off just to get another taste of you. she reached into the bedside table to put her strap on, keeping eye contact with you as she did. you always thought she looked so pretty getting herself all ready for you, her hair tied back in a messy ponytail and a few strands that would soon stick to her damp face. completely contrasting her usual roughness, she held her cock up to your entrance with her eyes on yours, waiting for your okay. you nodded with a smile and she slowly eased herself in, so slow it was almost painful. you watched as her eyes struggled to find somewhere to rest on, flittering between your eyes, your lips, your boobs and, of course, your thighs. she leaned over to place kisses on your chest, leaving dark marks over your skin only for her eyes. her breath hitched, slowly turning to soft moans and leaning over you so her skin was touching yours. she was warm and heavy on top of you, her lips still wandering your body. ellie fit perfectly against your body. her stomach was flat on yours, her chest pressed against yours—there was so little space between the two of you that you might as well have fused into one being.
she picked up her pace yet her kisses remained soft and calm, your head becoming fuzzy as the both of you rode out your orgasm. her moans were louder and her strokes became sloppy, practically losing control over how good you felt around her, how gorgeous you looked when she showed you how much she loved you. she reached for your hand once again as you reached your shared climax and your thighs tightened around her waist, her knuckles turning white from how hard she was holding you. the air was filled with i love yous and you’re so perfects and you left a layer of your cum around her cock.
“fuuuck…you’re so pretty, i love you. so, so much.”
you giggled shyly, “i love you more, els.”
this took so long to finish bc college is beating my ass. i don’t like it as much as i wish i did but i need to post something ! i haven’t proof read it so apologies for any mistakes :P
