#top!ellie

[sophislover]

You snooze, you lose

Streamer!ellie x fem!reader Moder AU Word count: 2.3k

Summery: Your girlfriend Ellie, who is a famous streamer on twitch never told her devoted yet nosy fans about you. You never minded, in fact, you told her you'd rather keep yourself private. So she did, until she slips up on stream while her fans question her about why her set is so clean.

cw: SMUT subtop!ellie, bottom!reader, oral sex (r!receiving), fingering (r!receiving), Ellie whines a lot, usage of y/n, gf!ellie, Ellie is supa horny and touchy, stream chat, streamer!ellie, Ellie is awkward towards her viewrs, Ellie's viewers lowkey hate her, LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANYTHING!

A/N: I’m genuinely so scared to post this cuz I feel like my writing sucks now!! I haven’t posted a fic in over a fucking month. Writers block and life has been kicking my ass. But anyways, whoever reads this.. thank you for not giving up on me 😭😭 ily all 🩷🩷

Ellie wraps her arms around your waist, kissing your neck while staring at you playing Tomodachi life.

“Damn.. you’ve had it for a week and you’re already at level 79?” She asks. You nod and lean into her touch.

“Mhm.. thank you for buying it..” you whisper. Ellie chuckles lowly and kisses your lips. You close your eyes, putting the switch down and lean into the kiss. When you pull away Ellie pouts, you lift your hand to her cheek and caress it softly.

“Don’t you have a stream soon?” you ask. Ellie nods, closing her eyes and tilting her head into your hand. 

“Mhm.. you should come on with me today..” She whispers, leaning closer to you and nuzzling her face into your neck. You chuckle and rub her back,

“Mm.. no.. your fans are insane..” You say, half joking. Ellie groans and gets up, stretching her arms out.

“Can we cuddle after stream?” she asks. You nod and laugh,

“Nope.. we can cuddle when you eat after stream. I’m cooking tonight.” you tell her. Ellie internally cheers and kisses your lips,

“I love you baby.. Thank you..” She walks off into her stream room and you head to the kitchen. You start cooking and hear Ellie’s loud greeting to her stream.

“Alright guys.. You guys have been submitting shit to my tumblr so.. Let’s check it I guess…” She opens her phone as the chat spams random things,

tiddylicker12: did u just wake up happyeatmy1arse: BRO LOOK WHAT I SENT ELLIE fart_master: her room looks cleaner wtf natesonadate9: (replying to fart_master): omg yeah why bartsimpson8275: Guys ellie’s clean she just gets quirky sometimes

Ellie squints her eyes at the chat and rolls them after reading,

“You guys hate me..” She says turning her attention back to her phone. “Okay.. first one..” She taps on a random ask and starts reading it out loud,

“do you live alone? Wait don’t answer that i know you do” Ellie looks offended after reading the ask and turns to her chat,

“Wow.. How could you assume that??” She asks.

elliesbootylicker: cuz ur rooms usually a mess lilyonapetal50_: lmao yall hate her 67eaterieat67: her rooms not a mess tdy tho

Ellie sneers at one of the usernames,

“The fuck is that name.. Mods, mute elliesbootylicker for 5 minutes” The chat bursts into madness. And she laughs,

“I hope you guys know I don’t sleep in here.. it’s only messy cuz this is my gaming room.” she mumbles. She’s about to tap on another ask but instead turns her head up to the camera,

“Also my girlfriend cleaned it..” At first, Ellie doesn’t realize that she wasn’t supposed to say that. So she continues,

“Do you have any pets?” Ellie pauses,

“I have a cat.. her name is titty..” Ellie chuckles to herself and then looks at chat.

natesonadate9: GIRLFRIEND??? happyeatmy1arse: bru who’s standards are that low fart_master: HELLO?? DID SHE JUST SAY THAT kitty3_kate: CAN WE SEE HER greenyuriiiiii1: butchfemme?? 😍😍

Ellie groans,

“Fuck.. uhh my girlfriend doesn’t really like being on stream..” Ellie says. The chat starts blowing up yet again, saying that Ellie is lying about having a girlfriend. Which gets her upset.

“You guys are haters.. I’m calling her over.” Ellie stands up and leaves the room. Ellie smiles as she sees you cooking, she wraps her arms around your waist from behind, kissing your neck gently. 

“Hi baby..” She whispers. You smile and lean into her touch.

“Hi.. how’s stream?” you ask. Ellie nervously laughs,

“About that.. I brought you up and my chat wants to meet you..” You sigh and turn around with a frown on your face.

“Els..” Ellie gently grabs your face, softly stroking your cheeks with her thumbs.

“You don’t have to.. it’s fine.. they just don’t believe I have a girlfriend..” She laughs at that. For a second you’re about to nod and continue cooking. But the look on Ellie’s face is physically impossible to say no to. 

“No.. I’ll go on.. cmon..” You wrap your arm under hers and start walking towards her room. Ellie looks shocked and she kisses your cheek hard.

“Thank you.. I love you baby..” She whispers. She gets in front of the camera, quickly telling you to stay out of frame so she can introduce you. Ellie rubs her hands together,

“Okay guys! My girlfriend is right here.. So her name is y/n.. She’s very cutesy and pretty and beautiful and kind and-”

“Els..” You chuckle, blushing hard. The chat goes crazy when they hear your voice,

elliesbootylicker: HOLY SHIT SHE EXISTS 67eaterieat67: I thought she was lying tbh natesonadate9: (replying to elliesbootylicker): ur gonna get banned again elliesrealgf: uh yeah thats totally me in the background

Ellie sits down on her chair and gently pulls you into the camera. You wave at the camera and stare at the chat that's currently blowing up. 

“Isn’t she gorgeous?” Ellie asks. Attempting to pull you on her lap. 

tiddylicker12: cut the gay shit. itsmeemily61_: guys obviously that’s not her gf look how uncomfy she is.. 🫩🫩 _hxneyclvdii_: (replying to itsmeemily61_): least obvious coping mechanism 🤣

You squint at the camera, taking a seat on Ellie’s lap. 

“Huh? No.. I’m not uncomfortable, I love Els..” you chuckle and kiss her cheek. Ellie’s face turns red and she leans into you. 

“Guys.. you heard that? She loves me..” she turns towards you and smiles.

“You look pretty..” She whispers. You giggle and stand up, 

“Lemme keep cooking, okay baby?” Ellie pouts and grabs your waist, burying her face in your stomach. You guys are out of frame, the only thing the audience could see is the back of Ellie’s head. You gently stroke her hair as she whines,

“You can’t stay a little longer?” She asks. You shake your head,

“Nope.. but we can cuddle while we eat dinner?” you suggest. Ellie nods vigorously, she lifts your shirt up to kiss your hips. You laugh, pushing her face away.

“Okay.. okay.. I love you Els..” You whisper, leaving her room. Ellie lays back on her gaming chair, cheesing about that moment on stream. Then she sits up,

“Do you guys like her?” she asks the chat. 

cheesrat_eater40: yeah lowkey bring her back we like her better than u greenyuriiiiii1: oh my god they’re so butchfemme, green Yuri, stonetop x pillow princess, loser x pretty cutey girl fart_master: omg Ellie is down bad tfff

“Did you just call me a loser? Okay whatever I’m turning on.. a game I don’t fuckin’ know..” Ellie scrambles to find a game, eventually finding one and playing it as the chat drifts off from the topic of you. Around 30 minutes into the game, Ellie gets a text from you telling her that dinners ready. She’s all smiles as she says goodbye to chat, logging off of stream and rushing out of her room. She walks past her plate of food on the table and goes straight to you, wrapping her arms around your waist. She starts kissing your neck gently.

“My viewers love you..” she whispers. You chuckle,

“Els, what’s with you today..?” you ask, referring to how needy she’s being.

“I can’t show my precious queen some love?” she asks. You turn around and press your lips against hers, reaching your hand up to her cheek.

“Let’s eat..” you whisper. Ellie nods, basically melting from your touch. The entire dinner, Ellie’s staring at you like a piece of cake. She’s eating, but looks starving for something other than food. 

“You’re eating awfully fast.. is the food good baby?” You ask Ellie. She nods standing up, walking to the sink to watch her dish. You chuckle, taking the last few bites of your food. As you’re putting your plate in the sink, Ellie pulls you into her. 

“You said we could cuddle after we eat..” She mumbles, nuzzling her face into your neck. You stroke her hair and nod,

“Yeah.. come on..” Ellie scoops you up in her arms. You wrap your arms around her shoulders and bury your face into her chest. 

“You’re so clingy today..” the quiet whisper lingers in the air. You can feel Ellie’s need in the way she grips your thighs. 

“Something you wanna ask me baby?” you ask Ellie as she drops you on the bed. She stands over you, staring like you’re a painting at the Louvre. Her hands rest at the hem of your shirt. 

“Can I..?” She asks, more like begs. You nod, and within a second. Your shirt is on the floor, Ellie’s mouth is trailing from your neck, to your shoulders, to your collarbones. Pawing at the strap of your bra. You reach back, Unclipping it. Ellie groans, her hands rub up and down your thighs as she lifts her lips up to yours. 

“You’re so beautiful..” She mumbles, muffled by a kiss. Ellie’s hands start fiddling with the button on your jean shorts. You lift your hips as she pulls them down your legs. She snaps the hem of your panties,

“My favorite..” you roll your eyes and chuckle, wrapping your arms around her neck. 

“Pervert..” Ellie shoots back and gasps jokingly.

“How could you?? I’m just admiring my beautiful queen..” She feigns offence, holding her hand over her heart. She leans down and starts to kiss your neck. Softly humming as her hand rubs further down your thigh. Your hand lifts to her hair,

“I thought we were cuddling..” You whisper. Ellie’s free hand pulls you closer as she kneels down, trailing her lips down to your stomach. You watch Ellie, her eyes are closed and she’s so lost in the scent of you that it seems like she’s under a trance. You stroke her hair,

“Baby..” Ellie’s lips reach your thighs, she gently pushes them apart. The pool between your thighs is now exposed to Ellie. You can see the need in her eyes as she pulls your panties to the side. 

“Fuck.. you’re so wet..” She kisses your inner thigh, seemingly teasing you. 

“Els please..” You whine. Ellie looks up at you, she looks like a puppy who just got in trouble for eating something it wasn’t supposed to. It only makes you needier. 

“Don’t tease me baby..” You mumble. Ellie nods, her fingers run down your folds, collecting the wetness on her fingers. Your head falls back, and just as you’re attempting to catch your breath. Her mouth is on your needy cunt. You moan loudly, her tongue lapping vigorously. 

“Mm.. you taste so good..” She mumbles, her voice muffled. Her hand is tightly wrapped around your thigh, pulling you closer as you shiver from her touch. 

“Ah.. ah-“ You slap your hand over your mouth, not wanting to be too loud. Ellie giggles, slipping a finger in with no warning. You roll your hips, chasing the friction of her touch. Her tongue continues to lap at your aching pussy as her finger slowly thrusts into you. Your whines suggest that you need more, she smirks. 

“You said I was clingy? Look at you baby..” She teases. Her thumb circles your clit, you look down at her. Mouth wet by your juices. Your hand reaches down, wiping her mouth gently. She adds another finger, your eyes squeeze shut and your mouth hangs open.

“F-Fuck.. Els..” Ellie smiles, kissing your stomach as her fingers gently rub your walls. She feels you tighten around her fingers.

“Mm.. fuck you’re so gorgeous..” you plop down on the bed, whining as you feel yourself get closer. 

“I’m gonna cum..” You moan. Ellie nods, sitting up to kiss your lips. Her fingers going faster. Your hips stutter, 

“Ellie..” Your mouth hangs open as you whimper loudly. Ellie’s lips are on your neck. She whispers softly,

“Come on baby.. cum for me..” her fingers push deeper into you and she gently circles your clit with her thumb.

“You’re doing so fucking good for me baby.. so good..” her praises make you shiver. Your eyes roll to the back of your head,

“Mmph.. fuck..” Ellie kisses your lips,

“Cum right here on my fingers baby..” she basically moans at the sight of you. You finally reach your climax, relaxing your body on the bed as Ellie climbs closer to you. She lifts her fingers to your mouth.

“Open baby..” She softly commands. You oblige and wrap your lips around her fingers, tasting yourself. A sigh of relief leaves your lips as you bury your face into Ellie’s neck. 

“Your fans should know how much of a perv you are..” You joke. Ellie smiles, stroking your hair comfortingly.

“Mm.. should they? They didn’t know I had a gorgeous fairytale like girlfriend..” you smile and move away to look Ellie in the eyes.

“Ellie.. I love you..” You mutter under your breath. She tilts her head, leaning closer to place a gentle kiss on your lips.

“I love you more..” When Ellie pulls away you sit up. 

“I’m gonna shower..” Ellie whines and grabs your hand.

“Lemme come with you..” She says, using those puppy dog eyes on you again. You shake your head,

“Nope..” 

“Why??” Ellie giggles and pulls you into a hug.

“Cause we’re just gonna have sex again..” you smirk. 

“But babyy.. there’s a water drought.. we have to shower together.” you giggle and push her away by her forehead.

“M’Kay.. I love you baby.. see you in like 20 minutes..” you tell her. Ellie whines,

“That’s too longgg..” 

“Then go on stream or something!” Ellie scoffs and stands up, stretching her arms.

“Do you think they make me as happy as you do??” She yells, knowing you’re probably in the bathroom already.

“No! I just know they’re good at humbling you!” She hears your devilish giggle get drowned out by the shower. Ellie sighs and walks to the kitchen.

“That was mean.” she whispers to herself, with a soft smile on her face.

TAGLIST - @arthurmorgansmom @engrvers @astenth @mars4hellokitty @stup1d-inc (comment to be added)

[lesbolesbolesbo]

ellie fucking u at a skatepark :P

very little plot, mostly porn<3 cw/info: established relationship, mean dom!ellie, fem sub!reader (wears a skirt lol), kinda bratty!reader, exhibitionism (FICTIONAL N FOR THE FANTASY PLS DONT FUCK AT SKATEPARKS!), reader calls ellie daddy, grinding, choking, fingering, kinda filthy LOL, completely unedited and also my first time ever writing smut woahh

Ellie had been in a grade-A state all day, and not her regular moody haze; she had scoffed at your homemade brownies, rolled her eyes at your selection in TV shows, and even disregarded a pretty flower you had shown her on the way to the skatepark. You had started getting fed up with her behavior, and decided to did what any girlfriend would do (at least, the type of girlfriend you were)-- tease.

You started small, giving her fuck-me eyes every time she looked at you, habitually, after landing a trick. She'd roll her eyes and mutter "fuck off", before continuing her tricks.

At this point, you're getting needier by the second, so you start rubbing your legs together, just slightly-- when she sees you doing this, she grabs her board in one hand and heads straight to your little patch in the grass that you were watching her from.

"Just what the fuck do you think you're doing?" she scoffs meanly, grabbing your knees and holding them in place.

"You've been mean to me all day," you mumble, avoiding her gaze.

She traces the line of your jaw, then grabs your chin to force you to look at her. "Oh, so you decide to act like a little whore in public just to make me look at you? There are kids here, y'know."

"Wouldn't say you're acting very PG either, though, daddy," you say, letting the corner of your mouth perk up with defiance.

She rubs her lips together, shaking her head, some variation of what am I gonna do with this bitch clearly running through it.

"Get up," she says, unhanding your chin.

"Mmmm, you gonna fuck me in front of all these people?"

She sighs, exasperated. "Not here, baby-- too many eyes on you, but I'll drag you somewhere just public enough to make you squirm while I remind you who owns that pretty little mouth." You swallow, somewhat speechless for the moment, as you stare at her outstretched hand.

Finally, you take it, following her to a shadowy corner of the park behind a small cluster of trees. "This is where you choose to get all that repressed anger out on me? Very nice, very woodsy, though there's not a lot of--"

She cuts you off with a hand around your throat, backing you into a tree. "Do you really think you're going to get away with mouthing off like that after you just made such a slut out of yourself back there?"

You let out a moan from her words, and from the feeling of her hand on your neck as another one snakes under your shirt. "I'm sorry...." you say reluctantly.

"You need to prove that to me, then, angel. Stay quiet while I touch you." She starts gripping your waist with one hand, hard enough to leave fleeting marks with her fingernails. She keeps you in place that way as she shoves her knee between your legs.

"Daddy--" you moan, trying to grind on it, but her hand moves to your hip, controlling the rhythm with her knee itself.

"God, you're wet-- but you don't get to grind on me yet, baby. Not till you've proven you can stay quiet for me."

She keeps pressing her knee just-right on your clit as she moves the hand on your neck to grab one wrist, pinning it above your head; obediently, you move your other hand up and allow her to get a hold on both.

"Mmm, look at you, baby. Trying to prove you can be a good girl for me?"

You nod, trying hard to suppress each moan that threatens to spill out of you as she grinds her leg against your heat.

You're growing needier by the second, especially with the way she nips and sucks at your neck, moving down to your collarbone.

"Daddy... daddy, I'm close--"

"Aww, baby, it's so sweet that you think toys can talk... I told you to stay quiet, didn't I?" She pouts at you with fake pity. "Maybe I should just..." she slowly starts to move her knee away.

You shake your head desperately, your breathing growing heavier as your slick starts dripping down your thigh in a bead.

"Mmm, I guess I'll be nice..." She removes her leg, and just as you start to whine from the loss, she abruptly moves your panties aside under your skirt and shoves two fingers into your cunt, curling them just right.

You throw your head backwards, eyes rolling pathetically as she fucks into you, and a loud, high-pitched squeal escapes you before she bites your lip hard--as a warning or an act of love, you can't tell.

Her hand continues pinning your wrists to the tree as you come undone, squirming and moaning and shaking; the no-sound rule seems to disintegrate along with your self control.

"You fall apart so well for me, baby... guess all you need to shut you up is a little--" she thrusts hard into you, causing your whole body to pulsate "--extra lovin'..." she chuckles, biting on your collarbone.

"Daddy, I'm gonna--"

"Come on, let it happen, baby-- you're doing so fucking good for me." She quickens her fast pace as she flexes her fingers and begins rubbing tight circles on your clit with her thumb.

"FUUUUCK----" you scream, moaning and shaking from the stimulation, falling apart in her arms as she continues fucking you through your orgasm.

"Such a good girl... just needed some attention, huh?" she says before finally letting up, rubbing your back and wrists and kissing your neck as you tremble through the aftershocks.

"Do you think they could hear me?"

"Mmmm, I hope so, baby. Let 'em know exactly who owns this pretty pussy."

hoping this is not as cringy as i feel like it is, pls lmk if youd like to see more from me! (and if so, what you'd like to see)!

[elliesngirl]

Assigned To You

Nerd! Loser! Ellie Williams x Fem! Popular! Reader

WC: 2.1k

Warnings: None

Part 2: Prev/Next

Let me know it you wanna be in the taglist! (I have an English exam tomorrow! wish me luck..)

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As Ellie walked through the door that night, the inviting aroma of freshly baked pizza wafted through the air, drawing her attention even before she heard Joel’s familiar, warm voice. “Hey, kiddo! How was school?” he asked, his face lighting up as he pulled her into one of his signature bear hugs.

Ellie returned the hug, her earlier frustrations melting away in his comforting embrace. She smiled brightly. “It was fun! I have this history project, and I got paired with this girl.” Her tone was casual, but there was a slight hesitation in her voice.

Joel raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. “A girl, huh?”

Ellie’s face flushed a deep shade of red as she shook her head quickly, her hands gesturing wildly. “No, no, no! Not like that. I don’t like her!” she blurted out, her voice slightly higher-pitched than usual.

Joel chuckled softly, clearly unconvinced but willing to play along. “Sure, sure, whatever you say,” he teased, his smirk widening as Ellie groaned in frustration.

“I mean it!” she insisted, huffing slightly before spinning around to head toward her room. “Anyway, I’m gonna go text her… for project purposes!” she called over her shoulder, practically sprinting up the stairs before Joel could tease her any further.

Once inside her room, Ellie closed the door behind her and leaned against it for a moment, taking a deep breath to compose herself. She glanced around her small, cosy sanctuary—a space that reflected her personality perfectly. The walls were adorned with Spider-Man posters and her favourite sketches of dinosaurs and sharks. Her desk, illuminated by a soft desk lamp, was impeccably organized, just like the rest of the room.

She tossed her bag onto her neatly made Spider-Man bed and sank into her chair, her fingers hesitating over her phone. After a moment’s hesitation, she opened Instagram and accepted your request. Her eyes widened as she took in your profile—over 7,000 followers, a seemingly endless stream of comments, and photos that looked like they belonged in a magazine.

Her heart raced as she typed out a simple, two-word message: Ellie_TheDino: Hey!

As soon as she hit send, Ellie locked her phone and tossed it onto her bed like it was a ticking time bomb. Her chest felt tight with nerves. What if you thought she was weird? What if you didn’t reply at all? Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she decided to focus on something else. She grabbed her notebook from her desk, flipping it open to work on another assignment.

“Ellie! Dinner!” Joel’s voice called from downstairs, breaking her concentration.

Ellie set her pen down and rushed to the dining room, the promise of food lifting her spirits. She slid into her usual seat across from Joel, her mouth watering at the sight of the pizza he had prepared.

“Are you excited for pizza night?” Joel teased, his eyes twinkling as he passed her a plate.

“Always,” Ellie replied, grabbing a slice and taking a big bite. She let out an exaggerated, satisfied hum. “Mmm, you make the best pizza, Joel!”

Joel laughed, shaking his head. “It’s just pizza, kiddo.”

“Nope, it’s special when you make it,” Ellie insisted with a grin. They fell into easy conversation as they ate, Joel sharing stories from his day while Ellie occasionally chimed in with 'gossip' at school.

When the last slice was gone, Joel leaned back in his chair, patting his stomach contentedly. “So, dessert?”

Ellie’s face lit up like a kid on Christmas morning. “Ice cream?”

Joel chuckled, already standing to grab the bowls. “What else?”

A few minutes later, Ellie was back at the table with a generous serving of her favourite ice cream in front of her. She dug in happily, savouring the cool, creamy treat as Joel sat across from her.

“So,” Joel began, his tone casual but laced with curiosity, “what’s this girl like?”

Ellie nearly choked on her spoonful of ice cream, coughing as she glared at him. “Joel!”

“What?” he said, raising his hands in mock innocence, a mischievous grin tugging at his lips.

“She’s just my partner for a history project. That’s it,” Ellie insisted firmly, though the faint blush creeping up her cheeks betrayed her words.

Joel smirked knowingly but decided to drop the subject. “If you say so, kiddo.”

After finishing dessert, Ellie excused herself and headed back to her room. The moment she closed the door, her nerves kicked in again. She grabbed her phone, unlocking it to check for a reply. The sight of an empty chat screen made her heart sink slightly.

She frowned, placing her phone face down on her desk and telling herself not to overthink it. “She’s probably just busy,” Ellie muttered under her breath, trying to reassure herself.

She sat down at her desk and picked up her pencil, attempting to focus on her assignments, but her thoughts kept drifting back to you. What were you doing right now? Were you even thinking about the project?

Meanwhile, in your sprawling bedroom, you were propped against fluffy pink pillows on your king-sized bed, your phone pressed to your ear as Olivia’s voice filled the silence.

The room around you was nothing short of a pink paradise, bathed in a soft glow from a massive crystal chandelier that hung from the ceiling. The walls were painted a pastel pink, adorned with framed photos of you and your friends, glossy magazine covers, and aesthetic mood boards you had pieced together over time. Along one wall, an oversized mirror with LED lights framed its edges, reflecting the luxurious chaos of the space.

Stuffed animals were scattered everywhere—oversized bears lounging in the corner, plush bunnies perched on shelves, and a cluster of tiny squishy toys lined up neatly on your windowsill. Despite the childish charm they brought, the room screamed sophistication. A vanity table sat against another wall, its surface covered in an array of makeup palettes, lipsticks, and high-end skincare products. Each item was meticulously arranged, almost like a display in a luxury department store.

Next to the vanity was a walk-in closet with its glass doors slightly ajar, revealing a treasure trove of designer bags and clothes. Rows of neatly hung outfits, organized by colour and season, stretched into the depths of the closet. Chanel, Dior, Prada—every label imaginable—were casually displayed as though you owned your personal boutique. Stacked shelves held boxes of designer shoes, while the centre island of the closet displayed your collection of sparkling accessories.

Your bed, the centrepiece of the room, was covered in a plush pink duvet with matching pillows embroidered with intricate floral designs. The bedposts were draped with delicate fairy lights that gave the entire space an ethereal glow. A stack of fashion magazines sat on the nightstand alongside your gold-trimmed iPad, which blinked with notifications from your bustling social life.

“I’m telling you, Jesse has feelings for you,” Olivia said dramatically, her voice pulling you back to reality.

You rolled your eyes, letting out a soft scoff as you stared at your reflection in the vanity mirror. “If that’s true, maybe you should tell him I don’t like him.”

“You’re impossible! Then who do you like?”

“No one,” you said with a shrug, leaning back against the fluffy pillows. “Relationships are overrated, and couples are annoying.”

Olivia groaned loudly, exasperated. “Oh my god, you’re so frustrating sometimes.”

“Drop it, Liv,” you said, your tone flat as you absentmindedly scrolled through TikTok on your phone.

“Fine,” she huffed, quickly shifting the conversation to gush about her own crushes. You half-listened, responding with the occasional “Mm-hmm” or “Oh, really?” while liking videos of makeup tutorials and luxury hauls.

“Y/n! Dinner!” your mum’s voice called from downstairs, pulling you out of your scrolling trance.

“Gotta go,” you told Olivia, cutting her off mid-sentence. You tossed your phone onto the silk duvet and headed downstairs, where your mum and younger sister were seated at the dining table.

Your mum, dressed impeccably as always, scrolled through her tablet, barely glancing up as she sipped a glass of wine. Your younger sister was similarly engrossed in her phone, poking at her food without much interest.

“I’m gonna eat in my room,” you said casually, grabbing your plate. Your mum gave a distracted nod, her eyes never leaving the screen.

Back upstairs, you plopped down on your bed, balancing the plate in one hand while your other resumed its familiar position, scrolling through Instagram. Photos of the weekend’s parties, perfectly posed group shots, and aesthetic brunch tables filled your feed. You double-tapped a few before switching to TikTok again, entirely forgetting about the message Ellie had sent you earlier.

For you, the project with Ellie was just another mundane task to tick off your list, lost in the whirlwind of your busy, glamorous life. Across town, though, Ellie was lying awake in her tidy, small bedroom, wondering if she’d ever get a reply.

The next day at school, Ellie was walking down the hallway, her eyes scanning the crowd of students when she spotted you at your locker. You were standing with your back to her, attaching a small mirror to the inside of your locker door, your attention focused as you touched up your makeup. The soft click of your lipstick cap echoed in the otherwise noisy hallway, and Ellie felt a rush of nervous energy, her heart beating a little faster than usual.

Without hesitation, she quickened her pace, making her way toward you. As she neared, she couldn't help but feel a wave of anticipation build in her chest. When she reached you, she called out, her voice a little sharper than she intended.

"You didn’t message me back last night!"

You turned around, a slight look of confusion crossing your face as you processed her words. It took a moment for you to register, and then, realization hit.

"Shit, Ellie, I’m so sorry," you said with a frown, clearly genuine. "It totally slipped my mind. I’ve just been busy with everything."

Ellie’s breath hitched slightly when she heard her name roll off your tongue. The casual way you said it sent a strange, electric shiver down her spine, making it hard for her to stay composed. She didn’t want to argue about it—there was no point.

"It’s okay!" Ellie quickly responded, trying to keep things light, her voice almost a little too cheerful. "How about we organize a date for the project? How’s Saturday?"

You raised an eyebrow, an amused smirk playing at the corners of your lips. "Yeah, that works," you said with an easy shrug. "I’ll text you my address."

Ellie hesitated, her guard still up after the message from last night, unsure of your intentions. She gave you a small look, one that was a mix of scepticism and cautious curiosity. After a moment, you caught the look, and without missing a beat, you pulled out your phone from your designer bag and quickly typed something out.

“Did you get that?” you asked, your voice casual, but Ellie couldn’t help but notice the faint flicker of something else in your eyes—something she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

Ellie’s phone buzzed almost immediately, and she pulled it out, a grin spreading across her face as she saw your message pop up on the screen: your address.

"Yes!" she said, her voice a little too eager, but she couldn’t help it. You had just confirmed something she’d been quietly hoping for, and she felt her nerves ease up just a little.

"Sweet," you exclaimed, your smile flashing across your face before you slammed your locker shut with a loud clang. Ellie jumped slightly at the sudden noise, her heart skipping a beat. You didn’t seem to notice, already turning to leave as you walked away, your mini skirt swishing with every step.

Ellie couldn’t help herself. As you walked away, she couldn’t tear her eyes away from your exposed legs, the way you moved with such ease and confidence. You looked effortlessly stylish in that skirt, and Ellie couldn’t help but feel a twinge of something—a mix of admiration and something else she hadn’t fully acknowledged yet.

For a moment, she just stood there, watching you disappear down the hallway, before she snapped out of it, forcing herself to focus on the upcoming project. But even then, her thoughts kept returning to you, to your smile, to how she felt so out of her depth whenever you were around.

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Taglist @vahnilla @radioheadfan699 @defnoteleonor @robinphobia @liztreez

[elliessmile]

I feel like writing some nasty ellie smut so let it rip people (pls send me asks ily)

[hundredandsix]

CRIMSON ✩ [ ellie williams ] ✩

[ ellie x fem!reader ]

✩ wc: 1.7k

✩ summary: ellie really likes your red nail polish.

✩ cw: mdni (18+), top!ellie, bottom!reader, fingering (reader receiving), masturbation (reader), bathroom sex, an obscene amount of references to red nails

You were fucking with her.

At least that's what Ellie told you when she shoved you into the restaurant's bathroom, tattooed hand glued to your waist.

And maybe you had been. You didn't miss the way her eyes followed your crimson nails. They were short. Nothing special. But Ellie's eyes had been on them the whole night.

She watched as you ran your fingers around the rim of your glass, dim light reflecting off the red polish. She gazed at your hands as you drummed your short nails on the table while Dina told a story you'd already heard before. And she nearly gaped at you when you bit your index finger as you decided what to order.

So, yes. You were fucking with her and it was turning out exactly how you'd anticipated.

"Don't know what you're talking about, El," you said, looking at her through your eyelashes.

She rolled her eyes and locked the door to the family restroom. It was spacious with a large sink behind you. You doubted this was its intended purpose, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

Her hands found your hips again, pushing you against the granite countertop of the sink. She was close, so close that you could feel her breath against your lips.

"It's not my fault you get horny at basically anythi—" you started.

Your lips connected in a bruising kiss, her hand finding its way to your hair. She gripped at the crown of your head and tugged backward to expose your neck.

She was quick, not wanting to waste time. The food was likely at the table now, and people would wonder where you were.

Placing wet kisses down your neck, her other hand traveled beneath your shirt, caressing skin she'd mapped out ages ago. She slid her fingers beneath the band of your bra, kneading your breast harshly.

She ignored your gasp and removed her hand to yank your pants and underwear down in one movement.

"Don't see you complaining though, huh?" she mumbled against your neck.

Her hands slid to the backs of your thighs. With a grunt, she lifted you to rest on the edge of the countertop. The movement caused your pants to slip off your right leg, dangling from the left as you spread your thighs for her.

She dropped to her knees, gazing at your soaking cunt like she was about to devour you. That was what you'd been wanting her to do all night.

Instead, she grabbed your right hand, dragging it to your center. When you cocked your head in confusion, she let out a laugh, a smirk painting her features.

"Want you to touch yourself."

When you opened your mouth to protest, she grabbed your hand again, moving it to circle your clit with red-painted nails.

"But I want you to—"

"Don't think you deserve it for being so mean. Plus..." she trailed off. "You look so pretty like this."

Her fingers moved to stroke over the shiny, red polish. You had never seen her hypnotized by something so small.

Fine. If she was going to be like that, then you were at least going to give her a show.

You shook her hand off, placing it to rest on your inner thigh as you slid two fingers into your cunt to dull that ache spreading through you. Gasping at the stretch, you wished you had started slower at first, but there was no turning back now.

Your thumb moved to rub over your clit as you crooked your fingers, trying to find the spot that made you see red. It was a lot harder to do on your own than when her fingers were shoved inside of you. She knew exactly where to press and how to kiss you. You were a bit out of practice, to say the least.

But the sight of your girlfriend kneeling in front of you and practically drooling made you fuck into yourself with a newfound fervor.

Ellie groaned at the sound of your fingers pushing in and out of your slick cunt. It was obscene, and maybe Ellie was right because your pretty red nails seemed to make it so much better.

Her hand moved back and forth over your thigh, nails gently digging into the sensitive skin. The tile squeaked beneath her Converse as she moved to stand between your legs. Her other hand trailed up your side and came to rest on your shoulder, gently massaging the tense muscle.

Green eyes trained on your cunt, she rubbed the back of her hand over your forehead to wipe away the sweat on your brow. She laughed and it was so mean that it almost made your pace falter.

"Bet you wish it was me fucking you, huh?"

You refused to make eye contact, fingers pumping even faster, but she was right. The red on your nails was pretty, but it would be so much better if it was her instead.

"Maybe if you ask nicely I'll help you out. Can't go back to the table with my girl all desperate."

At her words, your body flung back to rest against the wall, but Ellie was faster. Her hand cupped the back of your head as you knocked hard into the mirror behind you.

You just wanted to cum, but it was so difficult with her watching you like this. And you couldn't fucking find the spo—

"Ellie, please. Want you to touch me."

Her hand left the back of her head and slid to rest on your inner thigh. She knelt in front of you again, gaze still trained on your red nails.

"But you look so pretty like this. It would be rude to interrupt you."

"You said if I—if I asked then you would."

"Right, but I don't know, babe. Still don't think you deserve it. Maybe if you say you're sorry..."

You groaned in frustration and pulled your hand out of your cunt, your clear slick glistening on your fingers beneath the fluorescent lights. Your hand gripped hers and guided it to your cunt. For a moment, all the both of you could focus on was the contrast between the red of your nails and her pale skin.

You pushed her hand against your core, but she refused to move, staring up at you with a stupid smirk on her face.

"I'm sorry," you tried, a pout forming on your lips.

"That's better," she said sliding her ring and middle fingers into your cunt.

It was almost strange how much better her hands felt than your own. Her long fingers found your spot immediately and pressed against it. You gasped at the intrusion, rocking against her fingers.

But she wouldn't fucking move.

"I don't think you really mean it," she said, voice so slow you had to strain your ears to hear it.

"No! I do. I really am sorry!"

Her fingers moved at a languid pace, so slow that you barely felt it at all. You cried out, the small movement somehow feeling better than your own fingers from moments earlier.

"Just wanted you to fuck me. 'm sorry for teasing."

She stood up again and your head fell to rest on her chest.

"If you wanted me to take care of you, you could've just asked."

You gazed up at her. "But it's more fun this way."

She cocked her head to the side, pondering your words, but she nodded. Her free hand grabbed yours, moving it back to your clit.

"Help me out, yeah? Don't have much time."

Her fingers sped up, and despite the new angle, she hit that spongey spot inside of you with such precision that you had trouble keeping up with her movements.

Her eyes were glued to your nails as they circled your clit. Your own fingers tried to match her speed, but it was so hard to focus when she was looking down at you like that. A strand of hair had fallen from her bun, dangling in front of her face. If your hands weren't completely soaked in your arousal, you would have tucked it behind her ear for her.

You felt that familiar feeling pooling in your stomach, and it burned all the way down your legs and to your torso.

"Want it so bad, El. So fucking close," you mumbled into her chest.

"C'mon, you owe it to me. Cum all over my fingers before I change my mind and make you finish yourself."

Her words sent you over the edge, and you clenched around her fingers as you reached your high. Her pace slightly faltered at the tightness, but she didn't stop helping you ride out your high.

For once, her eyes weren't focused on your face as you came. Instead, they were trained on your fingers. The red of your nails was covered in the glossy sheen of the slick coating yours and her fingers.

The sound that echoed in the otherwise silent bathroom as she slid her fingers out of you made you blush.

She reached behind you to wash her hands in the sink, and you let your body collapse against your shoulder. You weren't even hungry anymore, and the thought of going back to dinner after that made you want to cry.

Ellie appeared back in front of you with a few paper towels to help you clean up.

"We've gotta hurry before Dina comes looking," she said, helping you slide your pants and underwear back up your shaking legs.

"We've been gone for too long already. Pretty sure they already know what we're doing."

Loud knocking from the other side of the door made you jump.

"You two almost done? Your food is getting cold," Dina's voice called out.

"Yeah, just a sec," Ellie shouted back, helping your stand on unstable legs.

Dina's response was much quieter, but you still heard her muffled reply as she walked back to the table. "Can't even last 30 minutes."

"I blame you," Ellie said as she unlocked the door, hand sliding around your waist as you exited the bathroom.

"Like I said! Not my fault you get horny at—"

She slapped her hand over your mouth, and the look she gave you made you want to forget dinner and head straight home.

"C'mon, red. The food is getting cold."

[oddsandends-dirt-to-dust]

I love sub Ellie so much in your writing, so I often find myself imagining how you would write top Ellie, she'd probably be feral but gentle at the same time

thank you so much :D yeah exactly!! i’m super open to writing top ellie if i ever get a rec for it, but i do write top!ellie as kinda gentle, more infatuated than dominant tbh cuz idk, i tryyyyy to make her personality as canon as possible.

if u wanna see in the meantime, i write Ellie topping in my ‘The World Ender’ fic in Part 4 (literally the first scene) 🫶 and there’s also some top!ellie at the very start of Part 6 too.

i do write her a tad less subby in the world ender smut because she kind of has her guard up a little 🤏 toward reader. sub!ellie will make more of an appearance in the next few smuts in the fic 🤩

[sophislover]

Miniskirt

Wife!ellie x fem!reader Modern AU Word Count: 1.3k

Summery: Ellie is genuinely obsessed with you. So when you greet her from a long day of work in a tight dress with a zipper on your thigh that mocks her. She can't help herself.

cw: SMUT wife!ellie, femme!reader, praise kink (kinda), Ellie is literally obsessed with reader, fingering (r!receiving), oral sex (r!receiving), scisoring, strap usage (r!receiving), top!ellie, bottom!reader, cursing, Ellie wears a suit, finger sucking, nipple play (e!receiving), overstimulation (kinda), LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANYTHING!

A/N: Yes.. this is based off of Miniskirt by AOA. My friend was playing it and I immediately thought of Ellie's reaction to seeing you in that dress.. Yum. Also the photo of Ellie in a suit made me want to write it.

Miniskirt - AOA

You position your body to see how you look in a dress you recently bought from a thrift store, along with some black thigh high stockings with a garter that you know would make Ellie melt. The dress reaches to your thighs, farther from your knees than you’re comfortable with. But you don’t mind. You didn’t notice this when buying it, a zipper. Right at your thigh. You almost laugh at seeing it. You haven’t shown Ellie the dress and you’re excited for her to come home. You sit down and put on some heels that you bought. You can’t wait to show Ellie when she gets home. And that excitement becomes a reality when you hear the lock shift at the front door. You walk out the room and see Ellie. She’s in her suit. She looks exhausted and takes her blazer off.

“Hi baby.. how was work?” You ask, walking towards her. Your heels click as you get closer to her. Ellie finally looks up and her expression completely shifts.

“Oh.. uh.. shit um..” She’s speechless. You smile,

“You didn’t answer my question..” You know you’re teasing her, and you’re getting a kick out of it.

“Fine.. boring..” Her answer is quick, like she wants to change the subject. Ellie’s hands quickly move down to your waist and she starts to shamelessly check you out.

“Where’d you get the dress?” She asks. You laugh softly and lift your hands to her shoulders.

“The thrift store.. I went at 12.. do you like it?” You start to toy with her tie. Ellie nods, not even paying attention to the way you pull her closer like a dog on a leash.

“You look.. you look really good babe..” She mumbles. You finally pull her close enough to kiss her. She hums into the kiss and fully circles her arms around your waist. Ellie snakes her arms under her thighs and lifts you up. You squeak,

“Ellie..!” You giggle and nuzzle into her neck. You hear a quiet chuckle escape her lips as she gently kisses your neck. When you get to the room, Ellie kicks the door closed and sets you on the bed. You wrap her tie around your hand and pull her closer,

“Hi..” You giggle. Ellie kisses your cheek,

“..Hi..” She answers, sounding a little shy. You let go of the tie and turn her attention back to the dress, which probably never lost her attention anyways. You gently unzip the zipper, showing the garter.

“Fuck.. y/n..” Ellie basically moans at the sight of this. She lowers down to her knees and brushes her lips against your thighs. Pressing small kisses, nearing your core. You stroke her hair, her kisses start to go up to your stomach. She starts to push the dress further up your body. You release a shaky breath from your lips.

“Ellie..” you whine. She mumbles, her voice muffled.

“Take this off.. please?” She begs in a whispered voice. You remove your stocks and take the dress off, leaving you only in your red laced underwear. Ellie kisses your core through the fabric. You twitch, your hand cupping her cheek.

“Don’t tease..” You murmur. Ellie kisses your inner thigh and pushes your underwear to the side, exposing your wet cunt.

“Shit.. baby..” She starts with soft kitten licks. Then her tongue lapping your soaking cunt. Your head falls back and you let out soft, high pitched whimpers. Grabbing her hair, pushes her head into you. She licks and sucks your pussy like it’s the only meal she’s had all day. Sometimes sucking at your clit. You start to grind your hips on her face.

“Fuuuck.. mm..” You whine. You can feel your orgasm approaching, when she thrusts two fingers into your swollen pussy. You jerk your hips up with a lewd moan.

“Oh.. Christ..” Ellie chuckles, her fingers curling inside of you.

“You’re a little sensitive today aren’t you baby?” Her teasing words only turn you on. You move with the rhythm of her fingers. She sucks on your clit.

“I’m gonna cum..” You whine. Ellie kisses your stomach while thrusting her fingers into you.

“Cum on my fingers baby..” She orders. When you finish, she kisses your lips. You close your eyes and catch your breath. Ellie lifts her fingers to your mouth. Without thinking, you open your mouth and wrap your lips around her fingers. Sucking your juices off of them. After that, she sticks those same fingers in her mouth. Looking at you while sucking them.

“You have enough energy in you for another baby?” She asks. Her voice is deep. Of course you have enough energy. With the way she turns you on by just speaking, how could you not? You nod and shift on the bed, sitting up. Ellie smiles, she undresses herself. She lifts her leg over yours and starts rubbing her wet pussy against yours, immediately moaning at the contact.

“Oh fuck.. you feel so good baby..” She grabs your waist and pulls you against her. You whine and grip her arm. You guys both match each others rhythm. Feeling your swollen clit rub against hers. Ellie watches your tits bounce up and down as you guys thrust against each other. Your hand moves to her tit, you circle her nipple with your thumb. You pull a whimper out of her with this. Her eyes slightly rolling back.

“Baby ’m gonna cum.” Ellie whispers in a whiney voice. You nod, silently telling her you are too. Her hand grips your thigh and she nuzzles into your neck, placing soft kissing while praising you about how good you’re doing. Or how beautiful you look. You shut your eyes and grip her back while riding out your orgasm. You look down, cum covering both of your swollen cunts. You pant in her ear. Ellie whispers softly,

“I wanna be inside you..” Fuck.. seriously? You were starting to get sensitive. But you didn’t want to say no. You were so turned on by her right now. You whine. Ellie stands up and grabs the strap from a cabinet. You turn around, laying on your stomach. You lift your ass up towards Ellie. She groans,

“Fuck baby.. you’re trying to kill me..” Her hands rub your ass.

“I didn’t even put the strap on yet..” She mutters, almost as if she’s talking to herself. Your face is buried in a pillow. Ellie steps away and attaches the strap. When she’s done, she grabs the silicone cock and rubs it against your folds. You whine, more sensitive than usual. She pushes her length inside of your sopping cunt slowly.

“Mmph..” You moan loudly, biting your lip to muffle the sound. Ellie starts slowly thrusting into your overstimulated pussy. She leans down to kiss your lips. She lifts herself up and starts thrusting faster, leaning down to rub your clit.

“Mm.. you’re so tight.. taking my cock so good..” You ball the blanket into your fist. Moaning into the mattress.

“Ellie please.. I need to cum..” You whine loudly. Ellie thrusts faster, chasing her own orgasm as her clit rubs against the base of the strap.

“You’re so fucking hot..” She moans. Gripping your hips and pulling you deeper. Cream surrounds the base as she slams into you. You let out a high pitched whimper,

“I’m cumming..!” And even though you do cum, Ellie keeps thrusting into you. Chasing her own orgasm. You let out soft whines, your legs growing weak from the position that you’re in. You feel her hips stutter as her rhythm falters. Finally finishing as well. She keeps the silicone cock buried inside of you as she kisses your cheek and lips. Whispering soft praises and “I love you’s”. After, she pulls out slowly. Unclipping the strap and laying next to you.

“You good?” She asks, her voice gentle and quiet. You nod, your eyes are closed from exhaustion. You’re melted against Ellie.

“I love you..” She mumbles. You hum, wanting to say it back. But being too tired to do it. Ellie just smiles and kisses your neck.

TAGLIST: @stup1d-inc @arthurmorgansmom @engrvers

[sophislover]

Mhm, you were saying?

fwb!ellie x shy!reader Modern AU Word Count: 2.4k

Summery: You and Ellie never really cared for labels. If it was just fucking what was the point? That changed when Ellie saw you bring a guy home. Not knowing he was gay and had a full boyfriend, she changed things that night.

cw: SMUT fwb!ellie, femme!reader, suptop!ellie, bottom!reader, fingering (r!receiving), scissoring, usage of y/n, making out, nipple sucking (e!receiving), teasing, pet name (baby), Ellie is super loud, Ellie getting jealous as fuckkkk, Ellie having a terrible gaydar, LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANYTHING!

A/N: Guys pls like this fic, I redid it 3 times and changed the plot each time. I also made the cover before writing it.. so yeah. (Also ty for the love.. I gained like 40 followers from my last two fics 🥹)..

You unlock your apartment door, turning to Oscar.

“My roommate Ellie might be playing guitar.. it’s pretty loud so-“

“Y/n! You’re home early..” Ellie pauses when she sees Oscar.

“And I see we’re just.. bringing people home?” You push her face away as you walk in. Chuckling and turning back to Oscar.

“Do you want a drink?” You ask him. Oscar looks at you like you’re insane,

“Babe.. after the day I’ve had.. yes.” You laugh and walk to the kitchen. Oscar sits at the dining table as you make the drink. While doing it, you feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist from the back. And lips placing soft kisses on your neck. 

“Ellie what’re you doing?” You ask her. She just hums,

“What? Can’t show my girl some love?” She asks. You roll your eyes. Her hand lips under your shirt and toys with the hem of your bra.

“Your girl? Yeah right, you’re the one who said labels are stupid..” You remind her. Ellie shrugs,

“People change.. you’re doing something you said you never would..” Her remark confuses you but you just ignore it.

“Do you want a drink?” You ask her. Ellie shakes her head.

“Nah.. ‘m good.. Thanks though.” Ellie kisses your shoulder one more time and then walks away, going into her room and turning on some loud music. You finish the drinks and sit next to Oscar. 

“I thought you said it was just fucking..” He teases. You laugh and take a sip of the drink,

“It is..” Oscar gives you a look and you raise your eyebrow.

“What?” You ask. He just shakes his head,

“Your roommate stared me down for five minutes before going behind you and kissing all up on your neck..” He mumbles. You tilt your head and smirk,

“Okay.. What’re you suggesting?” You ask. Oscar shugs,

“I think she wants more than a quick fuck..” You scoff,

“Okay.. I’ll bite.” You shift yourself to fully face Oscar,

“Ellie was the one who suggested a quick fuck..” Oscar nods,

“M’kay.. She saw you with a man and realized it might be time to snatch you up..” His suggestion makes you roll your eyes.

“Yeah right.. Ellie’s not like that.. She’s not a label fan..” Oscar laughs,

“Okay.. tell her that you think I’m hot.. Let’s see how she acts..” You scoff,

“Yeah right.. She definitely knows you’re gay..” Oscar feigns offence,

“Wow.. Is it that obvious?” You nod and he rolls his eyes,

“Well.. I sense that her gaydar is wayy off.. So let’s try..” You put the drink down and shrug,

“I'll give you 50 bucks if you’re right.. And you give me 50 dollars when I’m right..” Oscar smirks,

“I’ll buy you a strap then.. To spice things up..” You shove his shoulder while giggling. Your plan was to go into Ellie's room with two dresses, both extremely tight and revealing. You ask her which one is better, and with all hopes that Ellie’s predictable enough, she asks why you’re asking. Then, you can say something about wanting to impress Oscar. Her answer will determine whether you gain or lose 50 dollars. You and Oscar sneakily pick the dresses out and you knock on her door, eventually coming in when she doesn’t answer. She’s at her desk drawing, her music blasting throughout her entire room. You walk up to her and turn the music off. Ellie looks at you,

“Oh.. Hi.” She smiles. You extend your arms with the dresses,

“Which one is hotter?” You ask Ellie. She tilts her head and point at the red one,

“This one.. Why?” You internally cheer when she asks.

“Oscar and I are going to the club.. And I wanna look hot..” You tell her in a hushed voice. She rolls her eyes,

“For him?” Her question is filled with judgement and disgust. You tilt your head, feigning innocence.

“Yeah? What's wrong?” Ellie looks annoyed, like really annoyed. 

“I dunno.. He’s just.. Not all that.” She mutters quietly. You chuckle,

“Are you jealous?” You ask, jokingly. You’re trying to tease her because you genuinely don’t want to believe that there's a chance of the girl, who only wanted a quick fuck, now wants more. Ellie looks away from you,

“Maybe..” Her reply is so quiet that you barely even hear her. You walk out her room, basically shell shocked. You see Oscar in the hallway,

“Mhm.. You were saying?” His smirk makes you rethink everything. You liked Ellie for a long time, but she only wanted something unserious. Why is it different now? Oscar sighs and grabs his coat from the coat hanger,

“Alright, well I’ll see you another day.. I think you and your girl need some solo time.. To talk..” He winks and slips his shoes on. Leaving the house, leaving you genuinely wordless. You compose yourself before walking back into Ellie’s room.

“Hey Els..” Your voice is soft and cautious. She doesn’t look at you.. Or even answer. You sit on her bed,

“You know I’m lesbian right?” You ask. Ellie chuckles,

“I thought I knew that.. Until you fell for Mr. Drinksalotoscar..” Her sarcastic tone is the familiarity in this unfamiliar situation.

“He’s gay.. It was a joke..” You admit. Ellie stops scribbling, she turns her chair towards you.

“So.. for what?” She asks. You hesitate,

“He thought you liked me..” You stop speaking for a while,

“And he um.. We wanted to see if you..” You don’t even know how to explain yourself. But instead of being upset, Ellie just starts laughing.

“You could’ve just asked me..” She tells you. You breathe out and scoff like she’s telling you to grow wings and fly,

“Yeah right.. We have sex all the time and you tell me it means nothing just ‘cause you don’t like labels.. And I don’t have a problem with that.. But I was scared if I asked you..” Your hesitance is obvious now, your voice is shaky.

“I thought you’d give up on me or something..” Ellie’s face shifts from mockery to sympathy.

“I.. y/n..” She doesn’t know what to say. It is true, she did say your sex meant nothing. But one random day, she felt as if it was something. And ever since that day, she hated seeing you with other people, especially if it seemed flirty.

“I don’t.. I was scared.. I thought you agreed, that you didn’t want anything more..” She mutters. Ellie sighs,

“I do like you.. I like you a lot.. It’s actually embarrassing..” She chuckles to herself. You crack a smile as well.

“So much that your gaydar broke that you thought a gay barista with a full boyfriend wanted me?” You tease. Ellie groans,

“You’re lying..” She runs her hand over her face. You shake your head and laugh,

“No.. I’m so serious.. He works at my cafe..” Ellie laughs as well,

“Oh my god. I’m an idiot y/n.. You can’t be with me..” You stand up and grab her shoulders, sitting yourself on her lap while giggling.

“Shut up.. Your gaydar just broke because you were soooo jealous..” Ellie’s hand rests on your hip, while the other one tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. She rolls her eyes at your teasing.

“So what? You wanna be my girlfriend or something?” She asks you, jokingly.

“Not if you ask me like that..” she groans and nuzzles into your neck,

“How do you want me to ask..?” She whines. You wrap your arms around her shoulders,

“Ask me in a way that’ll make me say yes..” After you say that she starts placing soft kisses on your neck. Moving your hair to the side so it doesn’t get in the way. Her lips trail up to your jaw, then your lips. 

“Mm.. I like you..” She mumbles, deepening the kiss. Then pulling away to talk again,

“I think you’re really nice.. and pretty.. funny..” she tilts her head into the kiss.

“Will you be my girlfriend..?” She murmurs onto your lips. 

“Not if you keep pulling away..” You pull her back in for a kiss and Ellie basically moans. You guys make out in Ellie’s chair, until her hands drift from your waist to under your thighs. She lifts you up. You’re too busy kissing her to be surprised. Ellie drops you on the bed, leaning down to kiss you again. Your arms quickly wrap around her neck, making sure she can’t get away. Her hands unbutton your shirt, leaving you in your bra and jeans. You guys continue kisses while her hands trail down your body, unbuttoning and removing your jeans. You reach down to the hem of her shirt, wanting to pull it off. She’s still in the process of taking your jeans off, so when she does this you chuckle.

“You’re so impatient..” She mumbles under her breath. When Ellie slips your jeans off, she backs up and takes her own shirt off. You back up to give Ellie space on the bed. When she throws her shirt across the room, she climbs on the bed, crawling towards you. You lift her bra up to expose her tits. Circling your thumb over her nipples. Ellie leans towards you. You lean down and wrap your lips around her nipples, sucking them softly. You look up at Ellie to see her face break over you. Her hand cups the back of your head, holding you there and gripping your hair.

“..Fuck.. y/n.. keep going.” Her whimpers fill the room as you continue. Your lips trail up to her chest, neck, jaw, then lips. Ellie hand traces your thigh,

“That was new..” She says. You smirk,

“Won’t be the last time..” Ellie chuckles. Her thumb traces over your folds through your panties.

“Are you teasing me, y/n?” She asks. Her voice deepened as she spoke. You shrug,

“Maybe..” Your reply is soft, but holds the weight of you taking your clothes off and making her watch you get yourself off. Ellie chuckles lowly,

“Two can play that game y/n..” She mumbles, her face inching closer to you. While her fingers push your panties to the side. Your hand rests on her shoulder, while the other holds you up sinking into the mattress. 

“Can they?” You ask. Ellie’s thumb circles your clit. You let out a small whimper.

“They can..” She whispers in your ear. Your head falls back as Ellie plays with your clit. You whine, almost wanting to beg her to fuck you. You bite your lip while looking at her finger teasing you. Ellie notices this and her thumb traces down to your wet hole. She just leaves it there. She looks up at you. You try to move your hips but Ellie holds you down.

“You were saying?” You never knew that Ellie teasing you like this could turn you on so badly. You whine,

“Ellie.. please..” Your breathing is labored. Ellie tilts her head,

“Hm? What? What’s wrong y/n? Please what?” You just moan at her response.

“Cmon baby talk.. I can’t read your mind..” Her fake innocence only makes you more turned on. 

“Please.. fuck me Els..” You manage to whine out, getting increasingly wetter at the pressure on your entrance. Ellie smirks and kisses your temple,

“Why didn’t you say that sooner, baby?” She slips her finger in your soaking hole. You moan as she thrusts in and out of you. You start to move your hips with the rhythm of her hand. Ellie lets out a low chuckle,

“Damn baby.. it’s that good?” She asks. You nod aggressively. Your eyes rolling back as she adds another finger. You let out soft whimpers and whines. Trying not to be too loud because of neighbors. Ellie leans in and kisses your lips, temporarily muffling your moans. She hums on your lips,

“Mm.. you’re basically riding my fingers baby..” her hand reaches up to your bra and unclips it. She places soft kisses on your breasts. Leaving a hickey at the top of one of them. Her fingers move faster unintentionally. You moan,

“Els.. mm.. ‘m gonna cum..” Your voice is breathy and whiny. 

“Go ahead baby..” You move your hips faster against her fingers, eventually releasing. Ellie moves her fingers slowly, helping you ride out your orgasm. You slump on the bed. Ellie is sitting above you, rubbing your thigh.

“You good?” You nod. Once you catch your breath, you sit up. 

“That’s it?” You ask, watching Ellie stand up from the bed. She looks confused,

“Hm? What?” She asks. You sigh,

“I wanna make you feel good..” You tell her. Ellie looks surprised,

“You already did-“ 

“Tch.. Cmere Els..” Ellie sits down. You unbutton her jeans. She lifts her hips as you take them off. You tug her boxers down, your finger circling her clit.

“You’re wet..” She nods at your observation. Your thumb circles her clit, she lets out a few quiet moans. 

“Can we scissor?” You ask. Ellie looks at you with half lidded eyes,

“..Fuck yeah..” you giggle at her response. You guys shift your position. Ellie’s leg lifts over yours and she presses her wet cunt against your sensitive one. You both immediately moan. Starting to move your hips and rub your cunts together. Your head falls back,

“Mm.. fuck..” Ellie moans. Her hand lifts to your head, moving you toward her. Your foreheads touch. Ellie moans,

“This pussy feels so good against mine..” She moans. Your hips jerk against hers. Your pace speeds up, rhythms matching. You whine,

“Shit Els..” You hear Ellie’s soft breaths. She’s gripping the back of your neck so tight. 

“Are you close..?” She asks. You nod. Ellie groans,

“Fuck, you’re so hot..” Your hips stutter against hers as you both release. You guys ride out the orgasm in each other's arms. Both panting as you lay next to each other. You turn to Ellie and nuzzle into her neck,

“You still jealous of Oscar?” You ask, jokingly. Ellie scoffs,

“He’s never made you cum this hard.. so no.” You laugh and kiss her shoulder.

“Night Els..” You mumble. She tilts her head over and kisses your head.

“G’night.. love you..” You pause. She pauses too,

“Shit sor-“

“I love you too..” You mumble softly. Ellie just smiles and holds you a little tighter. Making you fall asleep faster.

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