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God Forgive the sinners.

Ellie Williams x holy!reader

“If this is wrong, then why does it feel like heaven?”

TWs? - just making out, LOTS of kissing, homosexuality, a little? Straddling, mentions of moaning, smoking.

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You never meant to look at her.

Not really. Not the way you did.

Not the way you shouldn’t.

But Ellie Williams was impossible to ignore. She stuck out like a sore thumb at New Glory Baptist — mismatched flannels, permanent scowl, a little too much eyeliner smudged under her tired eyes. The kind of girl who sat in the back pew drawing mushrooms in her notebook while the rest of you begged for salvation. Rumor was she’d been forced to go by some foster family trying to “straighten her out.”

Your parents loathed her. Called her “a walking disease.” Every Sunday on the drive home, they’d rant about “filth like her,” about how “homosexuality is an abomination,” how “God doesn’t make mistakes — people do.”

You nodded quietly. Fingers folded. Eyes on your lap.

Silent. Guilty. Burning.

Because Ellie didn’t disgust you.

She fascinated you.

The tattoos. The way she never apologized. The way she rolled her eyes during sermons and still came back the next week. At first you told yourself it was admiration. Envy, maybe. But there were moments—when her eyes met yours, or when your knees brushed as she passed your pew—when your stomach dropped and your skin lit up and it felt like something much, much worse.

Something your parents said deserved hell.

“Why do you always look like you’re in pain?” she asked one Wednesday night, sitting on the curb outside church with a joint in her fingers. Her voice was low, rough, teasing.

“I’m not,” you said, sitting beside her anyway. “You shouldn’t be smoking that here.”

“You shouldn’t be talking to me,” she smirked, flicking the lighter. “But here you are.”

You glanced away, heart racing. “We’re not… friends.”

She looked over at you, her expression unreadable. “Nah. You’re too good for me, right? Little Miss Holy?”

You hated the way your cheeks flushed.

“I just—” you started, but didn’t finish. Ellie took a drag and let the smoke curl out slowly between her lips. Her eyes were soft when they found yours again.

“You ever wanna run away?” she asked. “Like, leave it all behind. Just be who you really are?”

You looked down at your hands. “I don’t know who I really am.”

She didn’t laugh. She just nodded, quiet. “Yeah. I figured.”

Then she offered the joint. You didn’t take it.

But you didn’t leave either.

After that, everything changed.

You started sitting next to her at youth group. You walked through the church halls together, close enough that your shoulders would brush and neither of you would say anything. She made you laugh when you weren’t supposed to. Once, during a thunderstorm, you instinctively grabbed her hand in the middle of service — and didn’t let go. Her fingers tightened around yours like she needed it, too.

Little things. Stolen glances. Touches that lingered. You swore it wasn’t real, not like that, but when she brushed your hair behind your ear in the parking lot one evening, your knees nearly gave out.

She became your secret prayer and your favorite sin.

You weren’t supposed to be at her house that night.

You told your parents you were staying with Sarah from Bible Study.

You knew what you were doing. You just didn’t know why you felt like you were walking into a confessional with your clothes still on.

Ellie opened the door in loose sweats and messy hair, blinking in surprise.

“Didn’t think you’d actually come.”

“Don’t make me regret it,” you said, stepping inside.

Her place smelled like weed and vanilla candles. A stack of old comic books sat beside the couch, and a Nirvana poster was peeling off the wall. Everything about her space felt like her — warm and chaotic, loud in the quietest way.

You sat beside her, careful not to touch. You didn’t trust yourself.

“Can I ask you something?” she said after a long silence.

You looked at her. “Yeah.”

“When did you know?” she asked. “That you liked girls?”

Your throat tightened. “I didn’t. I still don’t. I mean—maybe I do. Maybe I just… I think I’m broken.”

She shook her head. “You’re not broken. You’re just scared.”

You looked down at your lap. Your voice came out barely audible. “How did you know?”

Ellie leaned back, her gaze on the ceiling. “Dina. We were friends. One night we kissed and everything just… made sense. Like, ‘Oh. That’s why nothing else ever felt real.’” She glanced at you. “We broke up a while ago. I’m single now. But yeah. I’ve always liked women.”

Your heart stumbled.

Ellie tilted her head. Her voice lowered. “Have you ever kissed a girl before?”

You shook your head.

She leaned closer, her breath warm. “Do you want to?”

You didn’t answer with words. You leaned in.

And she kissed you.

Soft at first — hesitant, searching. Then deeper. Her hand slid into your hair, the other resting on your thigh, fingers curling into the denim like she was holding on for dear life. You tasted smoke and sweetness, your lips parting for her like instinct. You let out a soft breath, and she kissed it away.

You didn’t mean to end up straddling her lap, but there you were — her hands gripping your waist, your breath hot against her neck, everything slow and aching. Her hoodie fell halfway off her shoulder. Your hands trembled where they held her face.

“I shouldn’t be doing this,” you whispered, forehead against hers. “This is wrong.”

“Then why does it feel so right?” she murmured back.

“I don’t know.”

And then you kissed her again — desperate this time. Full of every Sunday morning you spent begging God to take this from you. Every Bible verse your parents threw like knives. Every prayer you mumbled alone in your room after dreaming about her mouth.

As her hands slid under your shirt and your hips rocked down into hers, your lips parted in a broken moan and—

You whispered a prayer.

Not to stop.

But to survive it.

“Forgive me, Lord…” you breathed, even as your body begged you to stay.

Ellie froze.

“You okay?” she asked, searching your face, worried.

You nodded, eyes glassy. “I just… I’ve wanted this for so long it feels like I’m dying.”

Her thumb brushed your cheek. “You’re not dying. You’re just finally living.”

You kissed her again, slower now. Fingers tangling in her hair. You didn’t remember who moved first, but suddenly there were clothes on the floor, heat under your skin, and Ellie’s lips trailing down your neck like worship. She touched you like she meant it. You held her like a prayer.

You weren’t high.

But the room spun anyway.

Somewhere between gasps and muffled moans, you choked out, “I think I like you. Not just like… I want you.”

Ellie’s lips stilled on your collarbone. She looked up, breathless. “I like you too. Always have.”

You kissed her again — and this time it felt like freedom. It felt like burning down everything you were ever told and building something softer in its place. You didn’t care if it was a sin. You didn’t care if it ruined you.

Because in that moment, Ellie wasn’t a temptation.

She was salvation.

And for once, you weren’t asking for forgiveness.

You were asking for her.

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Tangled

loser!Ellie Williams x popular!cheerleading reader

TW? - Make outs, kissing, lesbians muahahaha.

Ellie Williams had always been the quiet one, the girl who blended into the background while others shone bright. She never expected to be partnered with you, the school's star cheerleader, for a project that would force them to work together.

At first, it was awkward. You were used to the limelight, while Ellie felt out of place, fidgeting with her hands as she tried to keep up with your lively conversation. But as the days passed, the tension shifted. You found yourself drawn to Ellie’s quirky humor and genuine nature.

One afternoon, while studying in Ellie’s messy room, you tossed a crumpled piece of paper at her. “Come on, El! You’re not going to let me do all the work, are you?”

Ellie’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she stammered, “I—uh, I can help! Just… give me a second.”

You giggled, leaning closer as you watched her scramble to gather her notes. Unconsciously, you loved teasing her. It was endearing how flustered she got, and you found yourself leaning in just a bit more, enjoying the way her eyes widened.

“Relax, Ellie. I’m just messing with you,” you said with a playful smile.

But Ellie wasn’t just flustered; she was obsessed. Each laugh you shared felt like a spark igniting something inside her. She couldn’t help but steal glances at you, her heart racing whenever you caught her gaze.

As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow in the room, the atmosphere shifted. You both were sprawled on the floor, surrounded by textbooks and papers, and the tension was palpable. You were teasing her again, this time playfully nudging her shoulder.

“Admit it, you like me,” you teased, smirking.

Ellie’s breath hitched. “I—uh…”

Before she could finish, you leaned closer, your lips almost touching. The air was thick with unspoken words and desires. Then, in a moment that felt like an electric jolt, you kissed her. It was soft at first, a gentle exploration, but quickly turned into something more urgent.

Ellie’s hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer as the kiss deepened. You could feel the heat radiating off her body, her possessiveness surfacing as she cradled your face, kissing you like you were the most precious thing in the world.

Time slipped away as you melted into each other, the world outside forgotten. You tangled together, the mixture of your laughter and soft whispers creating a symphony of intimacy. The project was long forgotten, replaced by the thrill of being wrapped up in each other.

As you finally broke the kiss, both breathless, you rested your forehead against hers. Enjoying the high of the moment lingered.

“Wow,” you whispered, still in disbelief.

Ellie smirked, her possessive side shining through. “Don’t think you’re getting away that easily. We have more studying to do,” she said, her tone teasing yet serious.

You laughed, your heart racing. “I think I can manage that.”

Ellie grinned, pulling you back in for another kiss, the promise of more shared moments lingering in the air.

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Clingy Ellie.

sub!ellie x fem!reader

No NFSW, mostly fluff.

Summary ➜ she thought you had left her.

Extremely clingy and annoying Ellie.

Ellie was obsessed with you. You were both really close friends—but it was fucking obvious she was crushing on you. You suspected this for a while now, and the more you thought deeply about it, the more confident you were about being right.

That’s when you started noticing Ellie being clingier than usual, asking you to hangout, wanting to hold your hand, getting you both matching things and generally wanting to be closer to you. You weren’t bothered, but you simply didn’t want to ruin the friendship that you both had—especially since Ellie is the type of person to be extremely confused whether she likes someone romantically or platonically. She’s just the curious and unsure person. But you had to admit that her behavior towards you was starting to make a difference. But after a while, you got used it.

After being your best friend for so long—eight years—Ellie was used to everything with you. Especially sleeping in the same bed as you; it just felt normal for her —she loved it—So when you decided to stay the night at her apartment, she just smiled at you.

Though, when she woke up and saw the empty space next to her, her heart clenched. She immediately thought you had left her without saying anything, and it weirdly made her feel lonely. She stood up, scratching her head and walked to the kitchen.

There, she saw you, actually making breakfast with the Alexa on, with some calm, soft music; just murmuring the songs and moving to it. She smiled to herself and walked closer before wrapping her tatted arms around your waist; something else she was used to do. “I assumed you had left.” She told you in the most gentlest whisper while she softly smells your scent from your neck.

You couldn’t help but to roll your eyes, it was too early for this type of affection, but you still let Ellie in. Denying her clinginess felt odd—knowing Ellie loved being all around you. “I guess someone woke up like a baby today huh?” You chuckled as you proceeded to hug her.

Ellie chuckled at your eye-rolling and your teasing remarks. She was used to your playful banter and appreciated the way you accepted her affection, even if it was a bit much for you in the morning. She leaned into your hug, feeling comfort in your presence. Shrugging playfully, she replied, “Hey, can’t help it if I like being close to you. You’re the one who stayed the night, after all.” Ellie gave you a playful wink before turning back to the breakfast you were preparing, taking a quick look at the scrambled eggs, and a huge smile formed on her face. feeling grateful for your company.

You sigh, avoiding Ellie completely before she gets any dumb ideas so early.

After breakfast, you just laid in the couch, reading a novel you recently got a little hype on. You tried your best to avoid it, but it was fucking difficult when you could feel Ellie staring at your back.

“What do you want els, I don’t have all day and I can feel you staring at me.” You spat rapidly as you shut your book down and stared at her with a raised eyebrow. Ellie walks up to you, flustered and nervous—the look as if she was hiding something. Or wanting to tell you something.

“I just uhh.. thought that maybe while you read I could snuggle up…with you.” Those words stroked you up. Ellie Williams being soft on you now? Wanting to snuggle? Is she high? And next thing you knew, her face was all up on your neck. Her hands roaming all over your stomach, innocently, playing with your little rolls. You couldn’t help but to sigh, she’s being too clingy.

Ellie felt a mix of emotions as you pushed her away a little. She could sense your discomfort and tried to give you space, but the tension in the air was palpable. More when she needed to be close to you at all costs. Ellie couldn't help but feel a rush of vulnerability. She leaned into your touch tentatively, enjoying the warmth of your body against hers. Despite your initial resistance, Ellie found comfort in the intimacy between the two of you, cherishing these moments of closeness, or as she thought they were. Ellie enjoyed every inch of you, the way her oversized T-shirt looked on you, the boxers you stole from her, your glasses, your messy bun. She tried her best to hide herself on the crook of your neck—she was too flustered just by looking at you.

But you knew this—you knew her. And even if she’s a little mess for you, deep down you were enjoying every bit of this. Maybe falling for Ellie Williams isn’t that bad.

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No nsfw nor long story, but imagine Loser Ellie that recently got you a pair of little spaceships and astronaut pjs to match because she saw on TikTok that couples tend to match and flex off they’re together and do cute things for fun so she thought about getting those pants while buying snacks at Walmart.

“Do you like them? I saw it on TikTok and found these pants, I also found dinosaur pants but I assumed you wouldn’t like them so I got a pair for myself.” Ellie said as she hands you the pants and looks at you to check if she can see a glimpse of disgust to immediately return them. “If you don’t like them that’s OK.” She bites her lower lip to wait for your reaction or response.

“I like them els, don’t worry. I LOVE THEM.” You reassured with a ‘I can see you looking at me anxiously, please stop’ stare while laughing at Ellie as you noticed she wouldn’t take her eyes off you to wait incase you didn’t liked the pants. She fully gives up and excitedly smiles as she ran away like a little toddler to put her pants on and give you some privacy for you to do the same. (She has already seen every inch of you naked but regardless of that she still liked giving you some extra space, you loved that.)

“There I got them on” Ellie added as you looked at her up and down with a confused look. those weren’t astronaut pants but instead the dinosaur once she mentioned. “Oops I got the wrong ones, sorry I’ll change right back..—” she smiled awkwardly and left again, to finally return with the right pants.

“Wanna… post it on TikTok or something like that so everyone sees we’re matching..?” She smirked and smile at you while you couldn’t help but to chuckle at Ellie’s behavior. She always tried to fit in with your things and try to make you as comfortable as always and keep up on the popular trends.

PS : she doesn’t have any social medias because she said it’s boring to message and like things endlessly so she sticks to Minecraft and twitch.

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Jealous Ellie.

Summary ➜ : it’s Ellie’s birthday and you go around shopping with your location off. You muted Ellie and avoided her the entire day to not spoil your secret surprise to her until she assumed you were cheating.

WARNINGS ➜ : smut, use of strap, sex, cursing, degrading, praising, a lot of jealousy. ETC.

PS : my grammar isn’t the best but enjoy !! Ignore mistakes or horrible spelling.

It was Ellie’s birthday. Ellie was super attached to you, as in VERY. you loved it but it was also a tiny problem when it came for her birthday or general gift giving. Her birthday was getting closer each day and you had nothing. No clue on what to give her and more since she always followed you everywhere. And then you realized, Ellie had bragged about getting this cologne she always wanted but she never had the time to buy it, that was your ticket. Only problem was, Ellie.

When Ellie felt asleep on one of her naps, you decided that it’ll be the perfect cue to go quickly to the store, so you put on your pants and left to find that perfume. You were gone for hours, and Ellie woke up without your presence near her.

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Yes, Ellie had tracked your phone to see where you were - but for her defense, you weren’t replying and she grew angsty and worried. But those feelings immediately changed when she got to your location, only to see you inside a store, talking to a man. She was about to turn around until she saw that man putting his hand on your shoulder.

‘Oh fuck no’. Ellie walked in, jealousy and possessiveness crawling inside her body. She stopped besides you, only to give a cold glare to the man. “Move the fuck off.”, she grunted and the man confused walked away. Ellie’s face turned to you. She didn’t say a word before grabbing your hand and walking to the store restrooms.

She pushed you inside, locked the door before talking. “Trying to get a new best friend, huh? I think you need a little reminder of who you belong to.”, she told you, as she was undoing her belt with one hand. “F-fuck Ellie what are you doing??!” You widened your eyes as you couldn’t understand why was Ellie this harsh. Ellie smirked, her eyes dark with possessiveness. “Oh, baby, don't you worry your pretty little head. I'm just here to remind you who the fuck you belong to,” she growled, her voice dripping with a mixture of dominance. She took a step closer, her body pressed against yours, her hand gripping your jaw tightly. “You think you can just talk to some random guy without my permission? Play nice, sweetheart, or I'll have to teach you a lesson.”

You couldn’t understand what was Ellie yapping about but you were certain you could feel her strap poking you slightly from her jeans. “Babe I wasn’t doing anything wrong I swear”

Ellie let out a dark chuckle, her grip on your jaw tightening slightly. "Oh, babe, you really think I give a fuck about what you were or weren't doing? You're mine, and that means I get to decide what's right and wrong," she said, her voice laced with a mix of smugness and possessiveness. Her fingers trailed down your neck, her touch sending shivers down your spine. "But hey, since you're so eager to prove your innocence, how about you show me just how loyal you really are?"

She pressed herself against you, the unmistakable bulge in her jeans pressing against your thigh. "Get on your knees, baby. Show me just how sorry you are for even thinking about talking to someone else," she commanded, her voice dripping with a heady mix of desire. Your face was entirely flushed. How on earth did you got in such position? Obediently, you got on your knees, embarrassed by whoever got into these bathrooms. “Els.. these bathrooms are public, people can hear us..” you lowly spoke as you tried to grab Ellie’s hand.

Ellie's eyes flickered with a mischievous glint as she looked down at you on your knees. She smirked, her gaze filled with an intoxicating mixture of desire and lust. "Oh, baby, don't you worry about that. Let 'em hear," she replied, her voice low and husky. She ignored your attempt to grab her hand, instead using her free hand to grip your hair firmly, her fingers tangling in the strands.

She tilted her head down, bringing her lips close to your ear, her voice a low growl. "You think I give a fuck about who hears us? I want them to know who you belong to." With that, she slowly unzipped her jeans, the sound of the zipper cutting through the silence of the restroom. Her strap sprang free, thick and hard, and she guided your head towards it, her grip on your hair not allowing any resistance. "Now, darling, show me just how much you want to please me," she commanded, her words filled with a mixture of demand and eagerness. You shut your eyes off immediately, gulping down at the feeling of just being caught. Ellie was always this jealous for the least situation possible but deep down you knew you loved it. “Baby, what if instead of sucking it we can just talk things out…?” You gave her a worried and fake smile, trying to avoid any scenes and specially from old granny’s who loved calling the police.

Ellie's eyes narrowed as she looked down at you, her grip on your hair tightening slightly. "Talk things out? Oh, sweetheart, we've been talking for fucking years and it hasn't done shit. Actions speak louder than words," she scoffed, her voice filled with a mix of frustration and desire. She pressed her cock against your lips, the tip grazing your mouth teasingly. "But hey, if you're so eager to avoid a scene, how about you use that pretty little mouth of yours to keep quiet while I fuck it? We'll save the talking for later, when I'm done with you."

She leaned in closer, her voice a low, seductive whisper. "Or maybe you want everyone to hear you scream, huh? Maybe you want them to know just how much you crave my cock?" Her words were filled with a mocking edge, taunting you with the idea of being caught and exposed.

You couldn’t help but to look up at Ellie’s face. Opening your mouth softly as you couldn’t help but to admire her lustful green eyes, darkened by the dirty thoughts she’d been running with. She knew she could take full possession of you, you’d obey her immediately.

Ellie's lips curled into a smug grin as she met your gaze, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and dominance. She saw the flicker of obedience in your eyes, and it only fueled her own lustful desires. She tightened her grip on your hair, guiding your head forward until her cock was pressed against your waiting lips.

"That's it, baby," she purred, her voice laced with smug satisfaction. "You know exactly who you belong to. Open that pretty little mouth of yours and show me just how much you crave me." With a firm yet gentle push, she slid her strap past your lips, the taste of the thick plastic filling your mouth. Ellie’s eyes stayed locked on your face, relishing in the sight of your obedience and submission.

You were hers, completely, and she was going to make sure you never forgot it. You gagged as tears formed on your eyes. You hated being teased and specially when you would normally become needier for more. You tried to grab Ellie’s jeans a little tighter, begging her to stop.

Ellie’s grip on your hair loosened slightly as she noticed the tears welling up in your eyes. She could sense your need, your desperation, but she also knew the power she held over you. She leaned in closer, her voice filled with a mix of concern and dominance. "Aw, baby, don't cry. You know I can't resist when you beg," she said, her tone a mixture of smugness and affection.

She pulled back, allowing you a moment to catch your breath, but her hand remained firmly on your head, guiding you as she dictated the pace. Ellie’s eyes never left your face, her gaze filled with a mix of lust and adoration. "Tell me, baby, what do you want? Use those pretty little words of yours and tell me exactly how you need it." She wanted to hear your plea, to hear the desperation in your voice as you begged for more.

“please baby… fuck me please.” You begged between stutters, your throat feeling fully weak. You have always been sensitive by Ellie’s touch and movements, you loved and hated that. You couldn’t help but to look at her with pleading doe eyes, needy for her to fuck you whole.

Ellie's lips curled into a wicked grin as she heard your desperate plea. She loved seeing you like this, vulnerable and begging for her touch. She let out a low chuckle, her voice thick with desire. "Oh, baby, you know just how to get what you want," she replied, her tone filled with a mix of smugness and satisfaction.

Without hesitation, Ellie released her grip on your hair and pushed you against the wall of the restroom. She wasted no time in unbuttoning your pants and pulling them down, revealing your needy and soaked cunt. Her own desire was evident, her cunt throbbing with anticipation just to fuck you with her strap and feel your walls. She positioned herself at your entrance, teasing you with the tip before pushing in, a low groan escaping her lips. Swearing she could feel it as much as you did.

Ellie’s movements were possessive and intense, her hands gripping your hips tightly as she thrust into you with a hunger that matched your own. She looked into your pleading doe eyes, her voice low and filled with a mix of dominance and affection. "You're mine, baby. Mine to fuck, mine to please. And I'm gonna give you exactly what you need." And just by her words you could already feel yourself reaching your ecstasy. Needing to cum immediately, your loud and pornographic moans filling the restroom as you pleaded; “els els im s’close God I’m gonna cum—”

Ellie's eyes flickered with a mixture of amusement and desire as she felt your body tensing, on the edge of orgasm. She could see the desperation in your eyes, the need for release, and she was more than happy to oblige. She continued thrusting into you, her pace quickening as she aimed to push you over the edge.

"Let go, baby," she growled, her voice dripping with arousal. "Cum for me. Show me just how fucking good I make you feel." Ellie’s hand moved to your clit, her fingers rubbing and teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves, pushing you closer and closer to that sweet release.

And then it happened. Your body shook with pleasure as you moaned out her name, your orgasm crashing over you in wave after wave of ecstasy. Ellie watched, her own pleasure building, as you unraveled beneath her, your moans echoing through the restroom.

"You're so fucking beautiful when you cum," she murmured, her voice filled with a mix of adoration and possessiveness. She continued thrusting into you, riding out your orgasm, until she reached her own release as the strap bumped on her puffy clit. spilling herself through the strap, pushing herself closer just to try and cum inside of you with a low groan.

Ellie leaned in, pressing her forehead against yours, her voice a breathless whisper. "You're mine, baby. Always."

“Fuck els, I’m all yours.” You responded breathlessly.

“You better fucking know you are.” She smirked as she kissed your cheek and helped you pull your pants back in.

“But I’m serious now, please don’t come in scaring people away from me, I just wanted to buy you a birthday present.” You rolled your eyes and sighed.

“Oh, so that explains why we’re on a cologne part of the store.” Ellie quickly realized.

“Yes you idiot, let’s go home please.” You demanded as she chuckled at the sight of you.

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Can you keep a secret?

ft. Bsf Ellie Williams.

Summary ➜ You’ve always had a crush on your best friend, but you never got the chance to tell her. Both of you have horrible love love relationships status, you knew this wouldn’t work.

Warnings ➜ a LOT of smut. Praising, degrading, use of strap, receiving, teasing, use of alchocol, drugs, cigarettes, making out etc. Idk, lesbian things🤗 .And obviously Ellie being a total loser.

disclaimer : I have a little bad grammar when it comes to explicit/smut writing, and generally my English sucks.

PS: A LOT OF WRITING HERE 😫!!!!

(And basically too much writing so I don’t wanna use my time into checking for any bad spelling or mistakes here, if you can’t understand then uh, try to? Anyways.)

You always had a crush on Ellie. Whether it was seeing and listening to her talk about dinosaurs or yapping about the galaxy, the stars, the planets, just Ellie being Ellie herself, you loved and admired her. You always visited her and stayed over at her apartment, which was calmly quiet except for the times that you would bring a karaoke and blasted off some music until three in the morning singing and yelling with Ellie.

Ellie loved ranting to you about her romantic love life. Which, obviously as a best friend you’d be glad and excited that she has enough trust in you to talk into extreme details about her horrible relationship status. But, as a Ellie being your forever and obsessive crush whom you’d literally drop in your knees if she asked, even as a joke? You felt like complete shit. Having to suck up your excessive amount of jealousy you would’ve gotten over every single girl who was lucky enough to kiss Ellie was insane. So right when you would’ve gotten the chance to be alone away from Ellie or finally at your apartment, your room or your car, you’d just start sobbing over the thoughts of Ellie touching, kissing and loving other girls. You hated the fact of Ellie being so clueless she couldn’t see how bad you were for her, that’s why out of pure jealousy you’d scare away her dates every single time you could.

Like for example Cat; Ellie and Cat met around December? You and Ellie were at Jesse’s random party which he threw as a celebration for Dina’s score of something, nobody cared about the context. Which, honest speaking, everyone just went there and had a blast for the alcohol and the beer. Long story short you purposely dropped some wine on her white crop top and pastel blue jeans. You told her Ellie was taken so she could at least get an idea to go away.

But hey, sometimes you let Ellie have some dates to just cover yourself up so it’s not so suspicious that nobody in town wants to go with Ellie Williams, even if it hated your guts.

“Well, uh how did it go with that brunette girl, Katy was it?” You asked Ellie as you sat on her bed, legs crossed as you brushed your wet and messy hair, looking for a conversation while Ellie read a book beside you. “Hmm, I guess it was okay but I don’t think she’s into me, definitely straight.” Ellie answered as she turned her page over, marking her page up as she looked over to you and gave a soft shrug. You couldn’t help but to give an awkward smile back, having to play it ‘cool’ with Ellie was not your thing, but since you’ve been crushing over her for a while you tried to get the hang of it. “Well uh hey there’s plenty of other girls for you, maybe just not her” you sighed sarcastically, knowing you were excited and surprised that this girl failed just like the rest.

“Man I just think these girls are playing, I want a relationship like I dunno… maybe something that lasts more than just a conversation?” Ellie groaned as she closed her book playfully aggressive, turning to look at you while you finished brushing your hair and doing a little and simple ponytail. You laughed, Ellie just arguing about her hopeless relationships was cute, avoiding the fact you were the main reason why they didn’t worked but let’s skip that.

“Okay well y’know what? Let’s avoid that question then.” You answered as you dropped your head over Ellie’s shoulder, fidgeting and playing with her hand, admiring her tattoo. “Well, what about you? You barely talk about your boyfriends?” questioned Ellie as she gently moved your head, trying to make a firm and excited eye contact, waiting for your love drama. You haven’t told Ellie that you weren’t exactly ‘straight’ since obviously the only girl you were desperate to date was her, you just tried to find dates to fill the void with stupid and clueless guys who didn’t wanted anything but sex.

“Well uhm.. I don’t think I’m seeing Troy anymore, he asked me for nudes the third week of going out, and I don’t know feels weird.” You shrugged as you took your glasses off and began to clean them. “Oh shit uh damn… guys suck” Ellie answered as she tried to find a proper answer, she was horrible at comforting you but always tried to give her best effort at it.

“Well hey, you deserve so much better than that. I bet a lot of guys would want to treat you good and buy you flowers.” Ellie tried to comfort you as she placed her hand on your knee, softly rubbing it with her thumb as an act of love and comfort. You quickly felt embarrassed, needing to stay firm and regain control of yourself. “Y-yeah thanks els.” You relied as you checked your phone, it was two in the morning.

“Hey els, I think I should just go home” you pointed out as you softly put your things on your bag, it was too late and you weren’t having it. “Wait but it’s too late, why can’t you stay over?” Ellie suggested as she rapidly stood up and took her crocs off, turning some blue led lights on and turning the main lights off, throwing you some pillows and getting on her bed again. This was Ellie’s way of begging you to stay over, which cmon, it was Ellie. How could you decline her requests? You sighed, knowing it would be worse for you to stay calm but it was too late, Ellie was right. “Okay fine, only because it’s just too late and I don’t feel like driving” you groaned playfully as you got under Ellie’s dinosaur fluffy blanket.

- -

it was approximately four in the morning. That’s what you can at least remember, you couldn’t sleep, not at all. Ellie was knocked out, sleeping on your neck as if she hasn’t slept for decades. Her body wrapped around yours, she loved cuddling you at night. You were flushed and sweaty, couldn’t keep your eyes off Ellie at all. Her heavy breathing close to your neck, her body around yours, her arms on your waist, this was making you an absolute mess. You couldn’t breathe properly, your rhythm was not synced right, you could swear everyone on the apartment floor could hear your heartbeats of how loud and fast you felt them. On a good hand, this was good, but knowing how bad you are over Ellie? This wasn’t so enjoyable. Worse thing about sleeping with Ellie was that she is a horrible sleeper, she moves and constantly. her hands felt as if she was wandering around your body, this made you feel as guilty as possible. Before both of you said your good nights, you took off your shirt since you assumed this would happen, and you hated being sweaty. But now? You were regretting it, feeling every inch of Ellie’s hands around you felt as if every gasp of air you took was thicker.

“Fuck, els… move the fuck away from me.” You whispered as you tried to take her hands away from your waist, but every time you moved her away, she would just grab you again and tighter. You could’ve just sworn this was just some silly prank and she was wide awake of how strong her grip was on your body. The guilty feeling of being so needy over this but knowing it was wrong repeated over your head. After minutes of silence and stress you decided to shift sides to the complete opposite direction of Ellie’s face, it was tough to move but you successfully did it. Regardless of your hard effort of trying to get Ellie away from you, Ellie’s cold hands gripped on your waist tighter, pulling you closer to her. You tried your best to bite your lower lip as hard as possible, needing to hold onto a whimper that was so close to escaping your lips. Ellie was basically spooning you now, and you felt as bad as before. Just imagining of the possible scenarios, but quickly coming into realization of how wrong you were for every thing of this. Ellie’s hands roaming around your waist as if you were some body pillow had you sweating like you ran a marathon and did 60 miles in less than an hour. Guilty of this thoughts and emotions, you forcefully pushed away Ellie’s hands away, needing to get a little air on your body and controlling your breaths. You knew this was wrong, but fuck it, you weren’t doing anything but Ellie being a horrible and heavy sleeper. You stood up from her bed, and slipped down your pants. You were just on some sports bra and boxers you stole from Ellie earlier. Sighing at the exhaustion and stress, you assumed it’ll be better to sleep on Ellie’s couch. So you did, you walked over to the living room, gently opening the door with a pillow and a blanket and you threw yourself on the couch.

“Wake up what the fuck are you doing on my couch???” Ellie yelled as she threw some pillows on your face, it was 8 am already. You felt as if it was seconds ago you tried sleeping and failed.

“Shit it’s your fault for being a bad sleeper I had to leave your room” you groaned as you hid your face under her dinosaur blanket, which didn’t help so much since Ellie quickly grabbed the blanket aggressively and tried to throw you off on her floor. “Listen, I know I’m a bad sleeper but don’t steal my dinosaur blanket.”

After a long session of playful arguments with Ellie you left her apartment. Still having the crazy flashbacks of last night that didn’t let you sleep at all. You decided to drive over to Dina’s place because aside Ellie being your best friend, she was your crush. And who could you talk about your crushes if your best friend IS the crush? Dina.

“Girl are you fucking with me right now? You didn’t woke her up and let her make you a mess.. you’re….full of stuff yeah” Dina chuckled as she took a sip of her wine, looking at you concerned knowing how many years you’ve been trying to avoid talking to Ellie about your feelings or anything, actually. “Dina, I swear I couldn’t talk she had her hands all over me how was I supposed to remain caaaalmmmm” you sighed as you scratched your cheeks stressfully. Dina shook her head, she hated seeing you like this. “Have you fucked someone before? Like actually, I think you might need some sex in your life. You definitely need a break from Ellie.” she suggested as she handed over a party flyer.

“Jesse is throwing another party tonight, you should come well dressed and hook up with someone, I doubt Ellie is coming today since cat might be there but it’s a great opportunity for you.” Dina added as she stood up and walked to the kitchen to wash her cup. “Are you sure? I feel guilty, I haven’t been able to go on dates knowing Ellie is the only one on my mind.” You confessed as you stood up and followed the girl, feeling like you’d go crazy. “Well, that’s a you problem girl, you need to find someone else to fill the void or else you’ll go crazy, go for Abby, I heard she likes you.” Dina responded as she opened her door and walked away with you to her balcony.

“Abby likes me? As in the actual Abby?” You widened your eyes in shock, how could Abby be into you knowing there’s tons of hotter girls who tried hitting her. “I guess I could I dunno.. try” you added as you kept thinking. “That’s the spirit! I’ll see you at Jesse’s house tonight then.” Dina smiled as she playfully punched your shoulder, she needed to find a way to cheer you up and remove Ellie from your head.

- -

Pink or pastel blue? You couldn’t decide. What am I even supposed to wear for this party if I wasn’t gonna impress Ellie Williams, but instead Abby, what is Abby even into? You felt weird, but maybe if you dressed as yourself you’d get something. You had your head fuzzed off by the guilt of knowing you’d finally do your shot with someone else after a while. That’s when your phone vibrated and you heard a notification; it was Ellie.

“Hey, r u up? What r u doing.” 11:08 pm.

You didn’t know what to tell her, going on a party without actually telling her or inviting her felt horrible. What if she caught you and Abby talking? What if she thinks you’re dating Abby and she liked you? What if Dina already invited her and she appears out of nowhere? No, you were overthinking. But lying felt horrible.

“I’m just trying on some clothes.” - 11:15 pm

“Ooo can I see? If not it’s ok loll” - 11:16 pm

Your face flushed, but you felt shitty. Showing your outfit to Ellie knowing it’s meant for Abby destroyed your thoughts completely. You didn’t wanted to hurt Ellie, but fuck this honestly, you knew Ellie wouldn’t just like you back, right? You’re her best friend but it still hurt.

“Nty, I don’t look so good anyways I don’t wanna show you my ugly side.” - 11:20 pm

“Lmao you’re never ugly but ok :))” - 11:22 pm

You wanted to scream. Little messages like this would’ve just made you go crazy over Ellie fucking Williams. But you couldn’t show her you were desperate on texting her either, so leaving her on read was more acceptable for you.

After minutes of deciding your last choice was a pastel pink crop top with some light jeans and some Adidas. You heard Abby wasn’t a Nike fan so maybe Adidas would do the trick, avoiding the fact your Nikes were all creasy and some of them weren’t so clean. You meet up with Dina and Jesse at the party and they greeted you as you walked in.

“Finally you’re here, I assumed you didn’t felt like coming.” Dina chuckled as she hugged you and offered a drink. “I just didn’t know what to wear, am I too overdressed?” You asked as you accepted Dina’s drink, walking over to the kitchen with her. “No you’re just perfect, make sure to have fun today and don’t think about you know who.” Dina added as she smiled and winked, she pointed out that Abby usually likes to smoke on the balcony or talk with people on the second floor rooms. But you had other plans, you’d just let things flow and you decided to walk away and explore your way out of things.

Maybe a little initiative won’t hurt, right? You decided to look for Abby on some rooms, accidentally opening ‘occupied’ rooms but needing to find her and distract your head. That’s until you opened a room and all the stored smoke left to your face as you slowly walked in and saw Abby sitting on a bed.

“Hi.” You awkward said as you closed the door and walked infront of Abby. “Uh hey, what’s up?” She asked in concern, you didn’t know what to talk about.

“I… uh can I stay here with you? If you don’t mind of course.” You awkwardly said as you sat on the bed beside Abby, giving her a soft smile. “Oh of course go ahead” Abby replied as she returned a smile and offered you her joint. “No thanks I don’t smoke” you chuckled as she widened her eyes in confusion.

“But aren’t you Ellie’s friend? I thought you smoked with her” Abby questioned as she looked at you with concern, and a little bit of something else. “No.. no, I mean yes Ellie smokes but I’m not really into it, I prefer drinking even tho she loves to offer me.” You chuckled awkwardly. Your whole point of being with Abby was to avoid thinking and talking about Ellie, which it made you feel uncomfortable. “Oh I see, well how have you been? Why did you wanted to see me?” Abby asked with a soft smile on her face while she studies your expressions and the way you talk.

“I just wanted to talk to you that’s all.” You replied in a soft tone as you trying to avoid eye contact. “Listen, if it’s about what people have said, it’s true. I do like you and I know we haven’t actually had any proper conversations like this but don’t feel pressured into talking to me.” Abby quickly confessed as she looked over to you and grabbed your face softly, forcing eye contact. “I… I don’t know, I just thought we could talk and.. well—” You were starting to stutter and overstimulate. You never liked Abby and you couldn’t find anything to respond or comfort her, the guilt was starting to reach your core and it wasn’t good.

“Hey hey that’s okay calm down oka..—” Abby tried to talk to you as she softly placed a hand on your knee, which disclaimer, Ellie loved doing that to show you comfort. You couldn’t take it any longer. You stood up and left the room, tears forming on your eyes as you left with no response. You gently rubbed your watery eyes, not fully paying attention to where you were walking as you went downstairs to get a drink. How the fuck could you be so normal talking to Ellie knowing you loved her? You hated pretending you were just fine. Maybe it was the drink Dina offered you making you this sensitive, or maybe the night was not yours. Too many thoughts forming on your head you didn’t noticed you bumped over someone.

“Hey, you okay? What’s wrong?” That voice, those words just felt recognizable. It was Ellie. “Wait..— are you crying?” She added as she tried to take your hands away from your face gently to look at you more clearly. You couldn’t help it but to tear up and hug her. “Love, did someone made you cry?” Her words were so reassuring but how could you tell her she was the reason you were crying? When you got a glimpse of the place and your eyes weren’t that watery as Ellie rubbed your back and hugged you, you noticed Dina looking at you with concern, and a little disappointed. She only wanted you to focus on you, but there you were; all over Ellie Williams once again.

Ellie didn’t enjoy seeing you cry, instead she took both of you out of that party and drove you to her apartment. Once she got to her apartment she walked you to her room and made you completely comfortable. She threw her dinosaur blanket ontop of you, kissed your forehead and brought you some ice cream she had on her fridge and sat down beside you. Honestly, you loved Ellie even if sometimes she was a little loser, but you couldn’t deny she treated you amazing just for being her best friend.

“Why were you talking with Abby.” You heard Ellie asking you in soft murmurs as she crossed her arms and looked over you from her side of the bed, a little bit more serious now than some seconds ago. “What… what do you mean?” You asked confused, just how did she found out?

“Abby texted me some minutes ago you left a room crying after you guys talked ” the word ‘talked’ was mocked into sarcastic air quotes as Ellie turned her phone off to directly look at you. “Just what were you talking with the famous Abby Anderson” She raised an eyebrow as she watched you with a firm tone. “If I’m being honest, I don’t know, Dina told me to go to that party and I had no one to talk to so maybe talking to her was the trick.” You halfway lied, it was true in a point but the other was just to distract your mind from Ellie.

“And you thought talking to Abby, which almost the entire town knows she has a crush on you, was the best way out. Right?” She groaned as she stood up and did her ponytail while rolling her eyes. You were confused, why was she making a big deal out of you only talking with Abby Anderson? Yeah she was popular but it wasn’t a big deal, not for you at least. “Wait are you fighting me for talking with her?” You asked, deeply concerned about the vibe Ellie was having.

“I’m not fighting you, I just I don’t like the way she randomly fucking texts me at one in the morning to mention me both of you talked on a room knowing I hate her.” She confessed, she looked so disgusted by the thought of you and Abby speaking, aside the fact she assumed it was something else you just didn’t understand.

“Wait. You’re assuming I fucked Abby and left crying?” You quickly understood, Ellie was jealous.

“You’re jealous” you confronted, as you widened your eyes on concern. “What? No im not, im not jealous of anything.” Ellie murmured as she dropped her hands and looked down at you with an annoyed expression. “You are jealous, why would you be so angry about me talking with Abby Anderson, yes I know you hate her, but I was just talking to her like any other human being just like you do too?” You mentioned, both of you knew that you hated people too, yet Ellie continues to speak with them normally, so what was the difference here?

“You’re just jealous.” You added as you looked at Ellie, trying to hold your laugh back.

“Okay so? What if I am? What now?” Ellie confessed as she rolled her eyes, annoyed at your lack of curiosity. “well… maaaaaybe THIS—” you yelled as you pushed her on the side of the bed, as you quickly got ontop of her and straddled her from above.

Ellie, fully off guard now tried to get off before reaching out and using her fingers to tickle you. She forcefully pushed you beside her as she rapidly climbed on top of you, now both of you start tickling and tugging each others arms and legs. Though, Ellie’s leg found a way between yours and every time you moved, your cunt brushed with the roughness of her jeans and the thinness of the shorts you were currently on.

Every time her leg brushes against your clit you whimper but try your best to cover it up with a giggle or poking her extra hard, but there was this one time that her leg brushed your now soaked cunt and you moaned her name uncontrollably loud.

“E-els.. fuuuck..—!” You moaned out. Ellie immediately stopped in her tracks. She looked at you with wide eyes.

"w-what did you say?" Ellie questions, fully confused and shocked by the sudden noise which came out of your mouth.

“Fuck.. your leg your- please take it off” You shut your eyes completely off as you tried to push her leg away softly, as she quickly noticed. “Oh shit- I’m so sorry fuck” Her face immediately flushed, embarrassed by not noticing this earlier. She got off of you and decided to go right to her closet and chance. And probably avoid you for some minutes.

You felt like your soul would rip out of you right there. You were so embarrassed and so soaked by her touch it was unbelievable. But before you know it, Ellie came back into some short basketball pants and a large T-shirt, with her face extremely flushed, standing over your side of the bed;

“I’m sorry about uh that, but if you feel uncomfortable I can sleep on the couch tonight-” she quickly spoke, trying to break the awkward silence between you too. You knew staying was gonna make you horribly guilty, maybe leaving was the best option.

“Nono it’s fine, I think I’ll go home. Talk to you some other time, els?” You responded, softly standing up and getting your things, you could notice her face looked like if she felt the same way too. God why was it so embarrasing? Was it your dramatic and loud moaning or the fact you liked her that had you this way, and even worse what was Ellie thinking? Your head felt dizzy of how much you kept overthinking. Years of hiding your feelings towards Ellie felt like they were thrown and drained by this simple mistake.

- -

You were at your apartment. Overthinking the situation over and over, your mind was all fuzzy and you felt so bad about yourself. Was your friendship with Ellie gone now? Would she see you differently? God would she tell anyone about that? So many thoughts and questions running through every inch of your body you didn’t know what to do. No notifications from her, no calls, nothing. It was 2 in the morning and you couldn’t sleep at all. Maybe if you got Ellie a present or some chocolates and apologize it’ll all work out?

So that’s what you did. You drove over to an open 24 hour gas station, and look over something that might cheer Ellie up. That’s when you found a CD on the movie section. It was Game of Thrones. You’ve never seen the film but you do remember Ellie yapping about wanting to see it but not being able to afford HBO Max. This and some chocolates will do.

You were at Ellie’s apartment door. Afraid of entering, knocking or even the thought of opening it. You took a big breath and let it out as a huge sigh, grabbing the doorknob to gently open it. You and Ellie had the trust of just opening your doors without hesitation so, you did.

“Els, I got you a present, and I miss you so uh yea..” you spoke as you tried searching for Ellie everywhere. No response from her though, she wasn’t on her usual spot on the living room, neither on the couch or bathroom. That’s when you walked softly through the hallway and heard rough grunting and moaning coming from Ellie’s room. You quickly stopped. Was she with someone this quickly? Who was she fucking? Just the thought of Ellie’s hands roaming around someone’s body made your heart ache. Being jealous wasn’t the right thing now, but leaving didn’t felt either.

Her door wasn’t even fully closed, was it a sign to come in? The curiosity killed you inside. you’ll get so killed for this, but you need to know. And so, you slowly walked to her door, just a peek of the girls she’s fucking will do. Shit. You couldn’t see a thing, if you opened her door hard enough they’ll notice. So you tried to gently and softly move the door a little, just to take a quick peek at Ellie and whoever was at her room. That’s when you heard Ellie grunt your name and your eyes widened.

“Fuck.. jus’ like that.” Ellie grunted as you noticed she wasn’t fucking anyone but herself. Her hands tightly wrapped around a sex toy as she used her strap to fuck it aggressively. Your face immediately became red. You’ve never heard Ellie nor seen her act like this. You couldn’t move, neither did you felt like leaving, why was watching her fuck herself felt so good? you’ve always thought of Ellie as caring, a loser girlfriend who’d take you to Walmart since she has no idea what your favorite mall is or sing you a lullaby before you’d sleep.

Ellie kept grinding on, moaning and breathing heavily as she kept groaning at the toy, repeatedly saying your name; she was fucking herself to the thought of you. You felt so needy, you could swear you could feel your urging cunt’s pulse. Soaked by the view, needing to be the one below Ellie right now, not that toy. Without taking your eyes off Ellie, you lowered your free hand, teasing your cunt though your pants. Staring firmly at Ellie, resisting to blink and miss any detail. You pressed your clit harshly, biting your lip to avoid moaning or leaving any noises to expose you.

Desperately, you unbuttoned your jeans, slipping your hand below your panties as you felt just how fucking soaked you were by staring at Ellie fuck herself. You sighed at the feeling, softly rubbing and playing with your clit, trying your best to follow Ellie’s movements. Feeling the need for more, you slipped two fingers inside of you, uncontrollably moaning at the feeling of your walls tightening, immediately shutting your eyes.

Ellie quickly stopped, she could’ve sworn she heard a moan. She looked over at the half opened door, noticing how you touched yourself just by looking at her, she parted her lips, staying agape at the view of you. She covered her toy and rapidly unbuckling her strap, throwing it on the other side of the bed as she came over to you. Shocked by it, you took your hand off of your pants and walked in with the CD.

“I… I’m sorry I shouldn’t have come over, but I uh got you this.” You handed her the cd as you couldn’t help but to share at her soaked boxers.

“How long have you…. Um y’know been staring there?” Ellie asked as she looked at you, speaking with a lower tone than the usual. You were too horny for this, you quickly pushed Ellie to her bed, getting on top of her. “S-shit hey what are you—” Ellie groaned as you interrupted her with a kiss. You knew this friendship was gonna lead to something or nothing, might as well risk it now, right? The kiss was very deepened by now, your lips felt numb to the point you didn’t even know how to think clearly. Your body was on fire and Ellie’s hands were exploring every inch of you. You couldn’t control yourself, just not anymore. Loudly moaning and whimpering was all you could do.

“F-fuck please lower your voice joel is gonna kill me for this.” Ellie groaned as she shut your mouth with her free hand, the other exploring through your pants as she pressed her thumb on your clit.

You groaned, your clit was so sensitive and so puffy by nothing, you needed her inside of you as quick as possible. Gently, you took Ellie’s hand out of your mouth as you lowered it to your breasts. “Els.. please I need you to fuck me s’bad..” you moaned as you looked at her hand on your pants, teasing you with a smirk on her face.

“Yeah baby, need me to fuck your little hole so bad?” Ellie mocked as she chuckled at how vulnerable you were; she loved this view. “Take this off.” She groaned, as she kissed you, unable to let you do any noise nor speak, needing you to obey. And so you did, you were now half naked with only your underwear and bra on. Ellie bit her lip as she stared at every inch of your body.

“Fuck… you look so gorgeous baby.” Ellie groaned lowly, not taking her eyes off of you. She quickly grabbed her strap that was beside her from earlier, buckling it under her boxers as she grabbed your thighs and separated them and got in between both to arrange herself right into your needy cunt. “You don’t know how much I’ve been wanting this.” She sighed as she gently caressed your soaked cunt through your panties, rubbing softly your clit as she then grabbed your panties and slid them to the side, wanting to have a better view of you before fucking you. “So wet for me baby, already?” She smirked, licking her fingers as she rubbed your clit in gentle circles, looking how you took her so good, whimpering and jolting at the bare minimum. You couldn’t bare this feeling, you shut your eyes fast, needing to savor this moment you’ve been waiting for. That’s when you felt Ellie’s strap slowly getting inside of your tight walls, so long and thick, making your cunt feel so full of her. “F-fuuuuuckkk….!” You moaned as your eyes widened in shock, just looking how good your pussy was with her fucking you slowly, getting you to enjoy every little movement she’d do to you before going rough.

And Ellie enjoyed this, the need to tease you before dumb fucking you, seeing you so weak and needy for her strap it was incredible. “Wait wait please els go faster s’good…” you whimpered, these slow motion was making feel your cunt’s pulse, a strange feeling but felt so good. And before you knew it, Ellie pushed her strap more inside of you, now doing faster and rougher movements to hurry your ecstasy. “Fuck fuck fuck els els—” you immediately rolled your eyes back, grabbing the bed sheets as hard as you could. You could feel your walls tightening around Ellie’s strap, close to coming down from your high. The strap kept jumping on and twitching on Ellie’s clit, enjoying the view and the feeling, you could listen to her huffs and groaning, just felt so right. “You’re close aren’t you my love?” Ellie smiled, adoring the way you looked on her strap, how close you were into relieving the stress and desperation of being actually noticed by Ellie. Not as your best friend, but as something else. And you could’ve sworn, that even if Ellie didn’t liked you back, you would prefer of being her fuck doll than just keeping your feelings hidden for much longer. “Fuck fuck fuck…..—!!” You moaned loudly, releasing your ecstasy and coming from your fuzzy high, cumming into Ellie’s strap as she pushed deeper, making sure her entire cunt felt your wet slick. “Yessss fuuuuck, jus’ like that, good girl.” She sighed as she softly rubbed your puffy clit. Softly pulling her strap away, you couldn’t help but to move your hips involuntarily to follow her strap. Feeling so empty and so needier.

“Els..” you couldn’t help but to sob. “What is it baby?” Ellie asked as she wiped your tears off, laying beside you as she gently grabbed your waist to pull you on her chest, cuddling you up to make you feel better. “Did you not like it?” She added as she kissed your cheek.

“I like you, I’ve liked you for so long els I… I wanna be with you, I want you to love me.” You whispered on her ear, too weak to yell, cry or to even do the minimum effort into confessing when you felt your heart beating so hard you felt you’d die right there.

“It’s okay, I like you too. But let’s talk about this later, you need to rest. WE need to rest.” She assured you, as she caressed your cheeks, placing your head on her chest as she gently rubbed your back, using her free hand to get her dinosaur blanket and cover both of you up.

[a2l1y1]

broken “promise”

Ft. Toxic Ellie Williams.

Summary ➜ you and Ellie had broken up not so long ago, yet she never fails to be stuck in your mind. Trying to forget her, you only lead yourself to stupidities with her and her ‘supposed’ new lover.

TW ! ➜ Mentions of drugs, cursing, arguing, jealousy, some smut. (No need to mention the details thank you but not a whole exaggeration, a little smut?). Degrading, praising, alcohol, drug dealing etc. (And just Ellie being Ellie).

Small disclaimer ➜ I’m not so good with explicit or general writing so excuse my horrible spelling or any mistakes etc.

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Your phone wasn’t ringing. No notifications whatsoever and you were starting to get extremely desperate. You knew you needed her. It was currently 12:30 am, the hour which you would’ve been waiting for Ellie to open your apartment door to greet you with a harsh “why the fuck are you still awake” and a small sigh from her filthy lips.

That relationship was leading to nowhere and you knew that.

You undressed yourself as you stared at the jacuzzi as it warmed the water for you, trying to distract your mind off of Ellie, it’s only been four months since you broke up. It was no big deal, right? As you got into the jacuzzi and laid down comfortably, you decided to scroll through Instagram to see what your friends have been up to as you let the water get all over your body except your hands. It wasn’t long enough until you saw a post from Jesse at some party and realized Ellie was behind him with some other girl you’ve never met before. You could’ve felt the anger and jealousy run through your corpse. You didn’t hesitate but to send that post directly to Ellie’s DMs to ask her yourself.

Who the fuck is that you’re with?? - 12:55 am

You replied with anxiousness. you couldn’t believe that bitch would just replace you like you didn’t mean a thing. As you turned off your phone you let your head down and enjoy a bit of warmth water to replace yourself a bit, jealousy was the main problem of why you two broke up. It didn’t took you even five minutes to relax as you heard your phone buzz. You instantly knew it was her.

Awe, look who decided to finally message me, u jealous? Lol. - 1:00 am

Your face immediately melted. Seeing her messages pop up in your phone gave you instant relieve and nostalgia, you knew you couldn’t keep on with this. You didn’t know what to reply, instead you left Ellie on read, maybe she deserved it after all. Again, as you turned your phone off you stepped off from the jacuzzi to dry up. Ellie was quick to mess around with your emotions. As you finally slipped into your patterned pjs, you heard another buzz and checked through your Notification Center;

“You’re acting as if leaving me on read changes anything. come over.” - 1:19 am

That’s when you knew how fucked up you were over her. No more messages needed, no extra details, you were already walking outside your apartment with your messy brunette hair, some old band t-shirt that looked cute on you which also combined with your patterned soft pj pants. Right when you got into your car you realized how needy you were for Ellie fucking Williams. The thought of her all over you again was making your body burn. As you quickly come to realization, you drive right to her apartment which wasn’t so far away from yours. Approximately 17 minutes, which you felt like an idiot by remembering that unnecessary detail too.

- -

It only needed a couple of knocks before Ellie opened up her door to immediately look at you up and down.

“Hey… you uh doing okay?” She raised an eyebrow as she analyzed your expressions, didn’t looked so excited to see your face as you assumed she would. Ellie walked away from the door, letting you inside as she pointed at her couch for you to sit on. Ellie used to do this all the time, your breakups were no different than the other. Ellie was toxic, but she loved playing around with your buttons, she knew how much you loved her. “By the way, the uh girl from Jesse’s post was actually a client, she ordered me some joints some weeks ago but yeah, jealous much.” Ellie answered you as she gently did her little bun and brushed her hair, looking toward your way from all over the kitchen.

“I dunno.. okay then..?” you replied in a low voice as your eyes locked on hers and gave her a small and clueless shrug. “Maybe because you broke up with me and left me alone in the middle of a night with no way to go home but to walk myself would make me overthink a lot about you.” You murmured as you rolled your eyes and took Ellie’s TV controller, turning it on to skip channels. As you continued on your journey to annoy Ellie as much as possible you heard a low “this bitch” through Ellie’s lips.

“Oh what’s that? Now I’m a bitch?” You raised your eyebrows as your eyes were dragged to her face again. Ellie walked up to the living room, standing in front of you with a tired look on her face with arms crossed. “Turn this shit off, I have someone over.” Those words felt your stomach curl.

“What do you mean someone over?” You quickly spat in jealousy as you turned the TV off and rolled your eyes in the most dramatic and annoyed manner possible that you could’ve thought of.

“Dina’s over.”

Ellie’s words repeated like echoes in your head. You immediately locked eyes with her again. Oh how you hated that girl. “What do you mean Dina’s over?” You didn’t even know what to say anymore, you were speechless as you heard Ellie’s other fucking ex’s name coming out of her filthy mouth with no shame whatsoever.

“It’s not a big deal chill out, we broke up so I can bring whoever I want here.” Ellie quickly responded, unaware of how much those words just got you crazy. “So you just thought of yourself and didn’t even think about me, yeah okay.” you rasped as you dropped the TV controller to your side, quickly standing up and picking your purse. Ellie’s eyes widened in surprise, unsure of how to answer you. “Wait where are you going?” Unsure, Ellie rapidly asked you, grabbing you by your hand to get a hold of you for atleast a second.

“Listen els, why did you told me to come over in the first place when you have Dina over and we’re broken up. Seriously, more do you want from me?” You confessed as you could not even stare back at the girl, disappointed by the reality of what you two were, you knew you weren’t getting anything back if you stayed. Ellie sighed as she let her grasp on your arm go, she looked down at you as she tried to explain;

“Hey, I know we broke up but I know we’ve been awkward and we don’t even have communication, listen I-... I dunno, I just missed you I guess. Dina’s over but it’s not the same, I wanted to uh, hear about you and what you’ve been up to.” She gave a soft apologetic smile you couldn’t resist.

In a blink of an eye, you were both sitting on your car with the ac on, listening to some music while parked on some 24 hour gas station.

“Okay cmon i think you’re exaggerating a little bit there, i never really hit you or thought about that.” Ellie chuckled as she took another joint from her pocket and lighted it up, giving it to you. You were half high, you couldn’t listen to any background noise, and the music felt as if it was distant. You’re body felt more relaxed than how you felt these last months craving for Ellie’s presence you felt full, and happy.

“Hey els, did you miss me, atleast a little when you… y’know broke up with me?” You asked as you lowered the music down and turned the ac more higher, enjoying the silence and her calming and soft voice. “Of course I did, I might act shitty but that doesn’t means I don’t care.” Ellie confessed as she continued to light a joint for herself. “I know I’ve been shitty with you, but you do mean a lot to me.” She added as she looked over at your face, it looked like you’ve not been resting enough. You stared back at her with a soft expression towards her, you couldn’t find any words to respond, yet you just stayed with your joint admiring Ellie’s face. “I knew you weren’t so shitty after all” That’s all you could respond after a while.

“Huh, I guess nobody has ever told me that before” Ellie murmurs as she chuckled underneath her words. You couldn’t help but to touch her lips, you missed her touch, her voice, her face, her body, you missed every inch of Ellie herself. “I missed this feeling.” You confessed as you looked at Ellie’s green and exhausted eyes. Both of you were getting slowly high but Ellie couldn’t complain, you knew she missed this too.

You got closer to Ellie, you couldn’t control yourself as you went on to give her a soft kiss on her lips. She quickly widened her eyes and you couldn’t help but to turn back to your seat. “Oh shit— im sorry I shouldn’t have done that.” Ellie sighed as she placed her hand on your cheek while you looked to your side of your window.

“Hey it’s ’kay, I missed this.” Ellie admitted as you looked back at her, feeling a little guilty about everything. “But Dina, she’s at your place..?” You asked in guilt, just to see Ellie holding back her cute laugh you always flush with.

“I lied, nobody is at home. I just wanted to see you jealous, and just needed you to take us to this gas station again.”

You got so annoyed by her words you rolled your eyes dramatically and groaned. “I hate you, you know that right?” You sighed as Ellie couldn’t help herself but to laugh at you. “Hey cmon now, you’re the one who came running to me after a text message.” Ellie chuckled as she lowered her window to throw both of your joints away.

“atta’ girl, come here.” She added as she patted her thigh, suggesting you to sit on her lap, which you obediently did so. She quickly grabbed your face and gave you a soft kiss while gently caressing your hair with her free hand. “I missed this so much.” She groaned under her breath as she grabbed your waist, pulling you closer and kissing you more aggressively between kisses. Making out with Ellie fucking Williams while being high had to be the best thing for you to do. You were drunk for her and her touch. “Els..— you promised to stop doing this, you’re only hurting me more” you tried speaking through her sloppy kisses, needing to put your feelings first. She didn’t even hesitate to respond back, trying to unbuckle her belt as she held you close with her free hand on you. Needing to back away before things got further, you pulled away from the kiss, staring at her seriously about what you’re saying.

“Els im not playing, listen to me.” You rasped as you cleaned your messy lipstick with your thumb. Ellie sighed as she looked at you with her lustful eyes, making your stomach sink in. “Okay can we talk about that later? We’re both high for this conversation, I wanna make you feel good.” She smiled as you couldn’t help but to roll your eyes, you loved when Ellie teased you, but you really didn’t wanted to continue feeling like shit everyday just because she broke up with you over a dumb reason. Ellie was toxic, very toxic. You always had arguments every single day and ended up fucking it away after she would’ve broken up with you seconds after your arguments, and you knew that wasn’t love at all. Neither a healthy relationship.

“Just assure me you won’t leave me hanging again this time, please?” you practically begged her with your desperate eyes, your body needed Ellie, but not as much as how your heart did. “Hurry up and suck.” Ellie rasped as her words began to be harsh and serious. “Maybe, just maybe if you please me enough we can talk about it, now focus on sucking it.”

Her harsh words made you feel vulnerable, but oh you would die for her touch. You obediently nodded, looking down at her crotch unsure of how to even start without making her feel unpleased. “I said, suck.” Ellie repeated as she pushed your head down, the plastic tip brushing against your lips, worried about doing a wrong movement, you opened your mouth slightly. But Ellie was desperate, she immediately pushed your head completely down, filling your mouth full of her plastic cock. You couldn’t take Ellie seriously, but the high you were having and sucking her didn’t felt so bad as how you thought it would.

“Fuuuuck.— yea’ like that” Ellie groaned as she couldn’t help but to look down at your messy face, your mouth filled with her, taking her so good and obediently. She couldn’t help but to take her phone out and take a picture of you, the view was just right for Ellie. Tho for you, you hated when Ellie recorded or photographed you, but you guys weren’t dating, you weren’t anything, and it felt like shit knowing how obsessed you are for her that you’d do anything for her, even being on this position right now. But somehow, you loved the way she was treating you, and how her words could get you wet immediately over nothing.

“Come up, you’re doing so good so far baby.” Ellie groaned as you straddled her thigh, she grabbed your waist harshly as you hid your face on her neck, getting your breath back. “Els, please.” You murmured as she began to rock your hips back and forth, slowly riding her thigh as you bit your lower lip, needing to regain your grip. Ellie quickly grabbed your face and pulled it right in front of her, forcing you to keep eye contact. “Just look at you, missed me so fucking much didn’t you?” She groaned as you couldn’t help but to whimper at the feeling. You quickly grabbed Ellie’s shoulders to get a better hold of yourself as you moaned at the feeling of finally being with Ellie. “Els, please I’m so close..!” You whined as you knew you needed more friction. Ellie laughed at you, how vulnerable you were for her touch.

You began to kiss Ellie as she teased you, closer to your ecstasy, hating just how fucked up you were over her. That was until a notification buzzed and vibrated through Ellie’s phone. She quickly hold yourself to forcibly stop to check it, as you whined for her not to stop. “Els please I’m so close don’t do this shit to me..” you whimpered as she laughed, looking at you with those eyes that always managed to get to you.

“I gotta get going, Jesse texted me and I have to see him in some minutes, I gotta give him some joints I owe him. It was great catching up, but I think we’re done for this night.” Ellie confessed as she caressed your cheek in a playful expression, seeing how your eyes watered and looked at her with disappointment. “I’ll make sure to make you cum next time, I can’t just please you like this after a while can I? I need you to only come back to me.” She added as she pulled her pants back on and buckled her belt on place as she cleaned your tears off with her thumb.

“Make sure to text me again, I missed seeing you this needy.”