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Sub Ellie
𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐒: '𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑!
smut content. strap referenced and referred to as 'she'.
when it comes to making love, ellie makes it all yours. coddled, confident, and hot in the lean gap of her thighs: be it a strap, her bare cunt, or the plain tangles of you getting off on her jeans. it's all up to the language of the flesh.
she reads you with the attention that should be reserved for studies—ones she lets you distract her from. in good intent, she claims; you are far more important than some print on paper. but, when her hips are just pleading for your legs to, “open a lil' wider, babe.” with thrusts deep and thick enough to want to fill her room with your pleasured soughs loud enough to rouse the neighbors, she can't help but tease you for it.
“'s she that good? yeah? showin' her what to do?”
it's sopping wet between both privates—thanks to a lustful someone who craved the groin of their girl to the palm of self-pleasure—and she teases you for that, too. the controlled pacing gives her a whole hour to percieve. tell her to, “slow down, els. don't wanna cum yet.” with a grip suffocating her wrists, her sense, and she takes in each inch that stretches your folds, pupils blown to her rings, drugged on that visual of where she splits you. implore her to, “fuck me hard enough and i'll cum.” and she will hold you to that; sparing the last of her beaded, sweating, and flush-red bod' into getting you goddamn pregnant three times over with the same eight-inch you gagged on in the discretion of a college-party bathroom when that delicious posion struck your heads.
ellie is a girl's girl—in her own singular, and devotional way. fuck, she even lets you eat her out; she's that supportive. banged-up, tired and ten past midnight on the couch spreading her her folds apart with spit from her own mouth, panties on the floor, lap pushed so gorgeously forward upon the damp edge—bush and all—looking at you with low, sharpened eyes, rasping. “so fuckin' good to me, babe. a present, and now this? what the fuck did i do to deserve you?”
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I lowk wanna post vids of myself sometimes here but idk
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AHH GOOD MORNING BAE
ALSO A FELLOW BOTTOM ELLIE TRUTHER I LOVE YOU SM
HONEYYYYYY PIEEEEEEEE🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 GOOD MORNING :3
SUB/BOTTOM!ELLIE TRUTHERS GET BEHIND ME RN
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I have a very filthy thing to say...
Imagine hitting ellie from the back and she looks at you like THIS😩
this one’s for all of u sub bottom ellie truthers i fear . 😳💗
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feeling controversial so todays hot take is that ellie is a bottom
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the one where ellie discovers that she has a praise kink minors dni
ellie twisted one final screw into place on the new bookcase she was constructing for your shared book collections. she leaned back, letting out a small grunt once the backache from being hunched over for so long caught up to her. she wiped stray hairs from her face and inspected her handiwork.
you, being a supportive girlfriend, laid a gentle hand on her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. "atta girl,” you commended, "looks great."
ellie's heart skipped a beat when cursed phrase left your mouth. it was innocent enough—at least the intent behind it in the moment. she glanced over her shoulder up at you, eyes wide and lips parted but not a word escaping. safe to say, all coherent thought was out the window for a fleeting moment. her rosy cheeks only deepened when your sly smile revealed that her reaction hadn't gone unnoticed. ellie would then mumble "thanks" and use her exhaustion from the manual labor as an excuse, which you accepted.
okay, maybe ellie did have an inkling of suspicion about why the phrase affected her. the heat suddenly pulsating to her lower region was answer enough.
and praise already was often sprinkled in when you two were intimate. as a treat. so it wasn't totally new. but the unexpected strike during such an innocuous moment pulled a reaction out of ellie that she hadn’t felt so intensely before. she was just too embarrassed to admit it and wasn't ready to bring it up.
this all changed, of course, during one tired, opportune movie night. sprawled mellowly on ellie's old couch, bodies barely brushing against each other, your gaze repeatedly falls on her silhouette- unable to look away. ellie's perfect smattering of freckles, round emerald eyes, soft bridge of her nose, chestnut hair curved around her jaw. ellie didn't have to do a damn thing; she was just so damn pretty.
finally, your temptation peaks, fueling your audacity to place a deliberate hand on her thigh. you squeeze it, speaking volumes about your growing need. you craved ellie. badly.
a few inelegant adjustments to remove some clothes and get into more comfortable positions later, ellie sinks back into the couch cushion, her torso bare. you take a few beats to seal the image to memory, her soft skin, the curves of her breasts and figure. your suppressed desire unleashed, starting an assault of kisses and bites everywhere on ellie that you can access. the film becomes white noise in the background, entirely forgotten.
your lips, suctioned to ellie's chest, release with a pop. you admire the masterpiece of spattered reddening marks you left all over her skin. the hand previously massaging her other breast starts to travel downwards, tracing her sternum like a trail of flames. your kisses work their way up her neck, these daintier so you can focus on savoring ellie's delicious whines.
your palm grazes the dampened fabric of ellie’s panties, taking great satisfaction in seeing her world turn hazy and glassy-eyed.
“please..please..” ellie whispered- lost for air and desperate. you smirk, feeling your fingers grow wet from her arousal.
you guide ellie to briefly lift her hips to shrug her shorts and panties off, giving you unbridled access to her soaked heat. she parts her legs further, inviting. your mouth goes dry at the sight. you dip your fingers between her glistening folds, the tantalizing movement eliciting a whine from ellie. your thumb finds her pulsing clit and starts slowly tracing circles. once you’ve worked her and yourself up, you press one finger deep into her slick center, trying not to fall apart from how worked up her cries have gotten you.
“you’re being such a good girl for me,” you muttered tenderly, lazily pumping your finger inside her.
the petname hit ellie like a lightning strike. she tells on herself with how she clenches around your digits, her hips bucking up to encourage your thrusts deeper. you turn devilishly cocky when you realize the cause of her unraveling. she’s begging you to keep talking, to move your hand faster and bring her to ecstasy. you keep up the pace, focused on stretching her out until gradually adding a second finger and curling them deeper.
“fuck, you’re taking my fingers so well,” you purr, pairing it with more light kisses and nibbles to her ear.
“mmm…oh my fucking god—“ ellie breathes your name like a prayer, her pleas tumbling out incomprehensibly.
“you like being my good fucking girl, hmm? i didn’t know just how much..you’re so fucking tight…”
your words are ellie’s downfall, a long-awaited orgasm suddenly crashing through her. her entire body shudders, and you guide ellie through the waves uttering similar, delicate phrases, reveling in how the praise undid her. “good fucking girl, atta girl…”
once the throes of pleasure grow further apart, you pull your fingers from her. you bring your wet digits up and press them to ellie’s lips, giving a quiet command for her clean up her mess. “suck.”
ellie, flushed and dumbed out from her orgasm, mindlessly wraps her pretty lips around you, tasting herself on your fingers. the warmth enveloping you is almost overbearing for your own lust. of course, you encourage her as she sucks them clean. “that’s it, my sweet girl. i’m so proud of you.”
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I need more pillow princess Ellie x Stone top reader stories… feed the dom readers….we need y’all.
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this made it for me🤤
pillowprincess!ellie x fem!reader
lil ellie drabble while i work on the start of what i plan to be a seriess. hope u enjoy bbs 🤍
you and ellie were the perfect couple, you hardly ever fought, and to everyones eyes—including your friends—she told you what to do, and you followed. her arm was always around you, her protective demeanor scaring away anyone who’d try and approach you, she was always there. you were hanging out with dina & jesse at a party, but you were really just lingering in the corner with ellie, her arm around you as you leaned into her arms.
you both weren’t interested in partying, or anything of the sort, you both were just here to satisfy your friends who were off dancing & drinking.“y’wanna leave?” ellie mumbled in your ear, her breath sending shivers down your spine. you could basically hear her intentions through her words. you looked up at her and nodded, and she wasted little to no time, slipping her arm from around you to interlock your fingers, walking over to dina & jesse to yell goodbye over the loud music.
after a few you were home, on the couch with ellies heads in your lap, your fingers rustling through ellie's auburn hair, she' hoped you hadn't heard the small sounds she'd been making-- you had. she looked up at you with low eyes, mumbling your name through her chapped lips.
"yeah?" you looked down at her, your unoccupied hand tracing her cheekbone, her freckles under your fingers, as she sighed under your touch.
she didn't say anything, she attempted to ask you through her eyes, furrowing her eyebrows a bit, you could see the desperation laced through her expressions, you couldn't help but smile in amusement.
"are you.. gonna say something?" you teased knowing damn well, she had already told you what she wanted through her oh-so-obvious body language, you just loved torturing your girl.
"c'mon baby, you know what I mean" she whined with a raspy voice, pouting. you tried to stifle your giggles but you couldn't help it, "you want me to touch you?" you said, motioning for her to sit up and she complied, now facing you.
"please" she breathed out, her eye contact faltering with how flustered she was, her pale cheeks now red. your smile only grew, you positioned yourself to where you could lay her down, straddling her gently, wacthing how her eyes frantically searched your expressions wondering what you were about to do. you started gently kissing her neck, reveling in the pleasure you received when she gasped as your teeth sunk into her neck.
“y’like that?” you mumbled against her skin as she pathetically nodded her head, frantic yes’ slipping from her lips. although your main focus was pleasuring your girl, it took everything in you to ignore the pestering feeling in your lower stomach, your hips desiring friction against her strong thighs.
“baby— please?” she whined tired of your relentless teasing, she squeezed your hips to encourage you to do something, knowing she wouldn’t take initiative. “alright, alright” you giggled, moving from straddling her to lying on your stomach, your head placed between her thighs but not before giving her soft kiss, silencing her relentless whimpers.
you took off her jeans quickly, smoothing up her milky thighs, kissing the soft skin gently, occasionally biting her just to see the way she’d jerk. “stop t-teasing” she muttered, her voice yearning for your touch. you giggles at the thought that no one would know you had her under you, begging for your mouth from the way you appear in public. you placed a gentle kiss against the wet spot on her boy-shorts, watching how she shivered.
you hooked your fingers in the soft material, pulling it down and throwing it somewhere in the room, latching onto her clit, sucking hard to elicit a deep groan from her pretty lips.
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“a-ah fuck!” els whined, laying on her back with her milky thighs open, your strap filling up her greedy pussy ao gorgeously, her slick coating it with every thrust. you leaned down, whispering praise in her, “y’taking it so well, baby” you mumbled, kissing her jawline.
“f-fuck s’too much” she groaned, and you swear you felt her clench around your cock— despite that fact that it was a piece of plastic. ellies hands reached to cup your tits, it was a way to make her feel in control although she knew you were dominating her so well.
your hand went to the back of her thigh, pushing up her leg to enter her at a slightly different angle, her eyebrows furrowed as she choked out, "m-my god" her back arched as she pulled you in for a kiss, trying to mask the embarrassing sounds falling from her chapped lips.
"shit, doing s'good els" you groaned against her lips, seeing her so vulnerable, her skin flushed, legs open while her pussy's being split by your cock. "c-can't mama, gunna cum" she whined, her hand pressing at your lower stomach, subconsciously pushing you away.
you let out an almost sadistic giggle, smacking her hand away and deciding to hold her hands above her head, "take it baby, y'can do it, cum f'me" you hissed in her ear as she moaned sweetly, her thighs beginning to tremble.
"shit!" she cried, as she came all over your cock, her eyes slightly rolling in the back of her head as you slowly fucked her through her orgasm. "such a good girl" you mumbled, your hand moving to squeeze her cheeks, placing a kiss on her kiss-swollen lips.
you pulled out, hearing her hiss from the loss of contact. you giggled as you settled between her thighs, kissing her shaking thighs before you lapped up her release, making her whimper from overstimulation as her hips slowly ground against your tongue
once you had sufficiently cleaned her up, you sat up to give her a soft kiss, allowing her to taste herself. she groaned in your mouth as her hands found your hips. "good job, baby" you mumbled against her lips. "thank you, mama" she said a bit sleepily, lazily kissing you back.
"i'm not done with you"
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how i be looking at ellie when she broke up w dina (she would never let me hit)
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Beyond Friends: Ellie Williams x Reader
☆*:.。.
MDNI, MEN DNI!
Summary: You confess your feelings to your best friend Ellie, and oh, you go down on her!
WC: 2.6k
Warnings: head (e receiving), top! reader, sub! ellie, sorta dirty talk, praise
Authors Note: I finally finished this after like 5 days. I lost motivation to be honest… but I hope it sounds okay :’) need more subby ellie 😩
You had thought it over and decided today was the day, the day you’d finally confess your feelings for Ellie. The constant avoidance of your feelings ate at your every being until you finally arranged a time to sit down and tell Ellie.
You couldn’t believe it yourself, that you finally had to courage to do this. It could make or break your friendship, you hoped if she didn’t return your feelings you could move past this.
But really, how could you? If she didn’t return then you’d feel so ashamed.
Your heart almost broke at the thought as you continued your walk to Ellie’s apartment. The cold Wyoming winter breeze caused you to walk faster, while the light snow from the day before crunched under your feet, and you hugged your coat closer to yourself. Gripping onto any warmth you could.
Warm breaths of air made their wade out of your mouth, the cool air catching clouds of your breath before disappearing.
You saw the outline of Ellie’s apartment building, you gulped and sped up to make it to the safety and warmth of the building.
At the same time, you felt resistance to want to enter her building. You’d be there, and then finally have to tell Ellie the truth.
Your body craved heat, so you pushed past it and opened her building’s door. You could feel a pit of anxiety in your stomach pressing the button to her apartment, it beeped, signaling you could enter.
Ellie lived on the 2nd floor, so taking the elevator from floors one to two added to your unease. How could you compose yourself before you saw Ellie? Somehow, you wanted to look at ease.
With a soft ‘ding,’ the elevator doors opened as you clicked the button. You made your way in, the doors closing behind you and you hit the button for floor two. The smooth motion of the elevator carried you upward, the silence only broken by the soft murmurs of the machinery as it ascended to the second floor.
You found your body tingling with anticipation and your mouth ran dry. Anxiety continue to course through you as your mind started to race with the worst possible scenarios. You couldn’t shake off the dismay that clawed at your insides, making you wonder what the next few moments would bring.
The sound of the elevator arriving at Ellie’s floor brought you out of your thoughts, you exited the elevator. Your eyes skimmed down the apartment numbers, finally arriving at Ellie’s door.
You stood in front of her door, your heart pounding obnoxiously loud in your eardrums as you prepared yourself for what was to come. Many outcomes could come of confessing your feelings good or bad. Ellie had always been your rock, the person you confided in and leaned on for support through life’s highs and lows. The idea of losing Ellie’s presence in your life was almost too much to bear, and a wave of grief washed over you at the thought.
Taking a deep breath, you knocked gently on Ellie’s door. You heard shuffling in her apartment before she opened the door. Her smell filled your nostrils, and she greeted you in her usual flannel, grey sweatpants hung on her hips, and a smile spread across her freckled cheeks.
“Hey! You finally made it, come in,” she uttered, pulling you in for a brief hug.
The embrace made your heart swell, your nose pressed into her neck, her scent more intoxicating than before. Ellie smelled of pine and freshness, her hugs always comforting and warm. You never wanted to let go, so when she did you almost felt yourself visually frown.
“Yeah, I’m glad we could hang out,” you breathed out.
Ellie could sense you were tense her hand still on your shoulder, she could easily read you. She hated you feeling bad, she licked her lips before speaking. “Hey, what’s wrong? Is it what you wanted to mention wanting to talk about?”
Your eyes made contact with hers, her eyebrow raised in concern. Her touch burned into you, you couldn’t lie to her. You had to be honest.
“Yeah, can we sit down?” Your voice was soft, vulnerability-laced in your tone.
Ellie nodded, and you both walked over to her couch. She sat down, across from you. Concern still etched on her features, she so badly wanted to reach out and grasp your hand but she refrained from doing so, deciding space was best for now.
You cleared your throat, anxiety flowing throughout your veins. You’ve felt unease since you asked for this conversation to happen. You’ve kept your feelings hidden for the sake of your friendship, but she deserved to know.
“Ellie…” you started, voice still meek and quiet. “I know from what I’m going to tell you… it’s going to change things between us.”
Hearing you utter such words sent a shiver through Ellie’s body. What did you possibly mean? She gulped, continuing to let you speak.
The jacket that still was huddled around you was now all too warm in her apartment, you shimmed it off. You brought your hand up to hers, interlocking them and squeezing her hand before continuing.
“It’s nothing you’ve done,” you assured her. “Ellie… I have feelings for you..” It was out in the open and you felt yourself somehow grip her hand a little harder. Almost scared she’d disappear now that you’d shared your feelings.
Realization hit Ellie, her mouth opened as if she were to speak before closing again. She licked her lips, pausing and thinking about everything you just said. You returned her feelings, after so many years of constantly telling herself she needs to get over you and here you are…. Returning her feelings.
A warm pink lightly flushed Ellie’s cheeks, “Y/N…” she whispered. Her body moved closer to yours, her hand squeezing yours back. “I have feelings for you too… I’m in love with you,” she smiled cheekily.
The air suddenly felt different, it was as though everything shifted when those words left her mouth. Now it was your turn to sit there with your mouth hung open, your eyes widened, and Ellie watched you closely. She found your reaction amusing, ultimately she didn’t understand why it never crossed your mind that she liked you… more than a friend
Ever since Ellie and you became friends, you shortly realized your feelings for her were more than a friend. You longed for her to feel the same way, and now you both realize you had felt the same way for each other the whole time.
Your heartbeat sped up, you felt it pumping rapidly in your eardrums before you spoke. “I’m so happy you do, Ellie. I’m so in love with you,” you smiled softly back.
Ellie’s eyes immediately softened when she saw the smile on your face, her touch gentle as her hand reached up to cradle your cheek. She could feel her face warming up, and she couldn’t help but lick her lips.
With a soft, heartfelt tone, she spoke, “You have no idea… how happy that makes me. I, never thought my amazing best friend would ever reciprocate my feelings,” she mumbled.
You responded with a playful eye roll, squeezing her hand in response. “You’re my amazing best friend, Els. That, I, so happen to be in love with,” you grinned gazing lovingly into her eyes.
Ellie’s body moved closer to yours, her thumb gently tracing your cheek in a lazy yet affectionate manner. You reasoned by leaning into her touch, relishing the sensation of her fingers against your skin. As your eyes fluttered shut for a brief moment, it was as if you were trying to commit her touch to memory before you opened them again. You felt the ping of desire to see her freckled face, so your eyes opened. Your voice dropped to a low whisper as you leaned closer, saying her name in a soft, yearning tone. “Ellie…”
Her eyes doe green eyes darkened a little hearing you whisper her name so pretty. She always loved how you said her name, more than anyone else. “Yeah, pretty?” She replied, her eyes fixed on your lips.
You noted her shifted focus, her eyes elsewhere. You felt a surge of confidence and bit your lip gently before speaking. “Please kiss me…” you pleaded, the desire for her out taking the anxiety you once felt. You were overcome with love and warmth for her, you needed her close, and the need to feel her lips against yours became unbearable.
Ellie felt the plea course through her, stirring a tingle to her core. She held your cheek, looking into your eyes before quickly connecting your lips again. She responded with a test kiss, before pulling back then connecting your lips in a deeper, more intense kiss. You softly moaned against her lips, which sent another wave of heat over her body.
Unexpectedly, you swiped your tongue swiped against her lower lip. Ellie quickly opened her mouth allowing your tongue in her mouth, now it was her turn to moan. Ellie moaned softly at the slick feeling of your tongue against hers, it made her grow impossibly hotter and the need for you grew stronger.
Ellie acted quickly, moving her hands to swiftly move you onto her lap, causing you to gasp in surprise. You look down at your new position, a small giggle escaping your lips before her hand cupping your cheek, pulling you in for an intense, deep kiss.
Your eyes immediately closed at the feeling, and you eagerly kissed her back with the same passion. The years of pent-up and need surged your actions forward, fueling the kisses as they grew more fierce. Neither you or Ellie stopped.
Ellie’s hands once on your clothed waist cascaded underneath your shirt, her touch sending a shiver running through your entire body. You needed more. No, you craved more.
For a brief moment, your lips pulled away from Ellie’s as you caught a breath of fresh air after the heated make out session. You eyed Ellie, taking soft pants before you adjusted your body. Your shifting caused Ellie to groan, the sound catching you off guard.
“Ellie… I want to go down on you,” you softly muttered, tone so soft that she almost didn’t catch what you said.
Her breath hitched in her throat at the idea, she pictured it in her head so many times, the idea of you in between her thighs, going down on her… It had those pretty green eyes of hers rolling in the back of her head.
“Do it,” Ellie spoke without a second thought.
An almost sickening grin spreads across your face as you push Ellie to lie back on the couch. Eagerness and the need to touch Ellie overdriving any other senses you had. Ellie eagerly bucked her hips upwards, desperate to create some sort of friction.
“Ellie, baby,” you tutted at her. Clicking your tongue before moving off her body completely. Ellie glanced up, and a whine escaped her lips feeling your warm body leave hers.
“Why’d you get up?” she questioned, tone laced with obvious confusion.
Before she could utter another word, you unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down her legs. Leaving her in just her boxers, Ellie felt small under your watchful gaze. She laid there, in front of you, in just her boxers and her shirt.
Ellie’s body was a sight that was going to be engraved in your head for the rest of time, not that you minded. You situated yourself between Ellie’s thighs, your eyes ranking from her plush thighs to her clothed chest.
Too many clothes… “Ellie…” you hummed, voice sickly sweet like a piece of dessert. “Let me take care of you,” you battled your eyelashes at her.
“Take everything off if you need to, just… please,” Ellie felt the impatience dripping off her tone. She didn’t care anymore how she looked, she wanted you, no, she needed you.
Her legs shuffling with you in between them caused you to glance down at her boxers, a distinct wet patch visible. You sucked in a breath, eagerly pulling the garment down her legs.
“You’re fucking soaked, Els. Take your shirt off for me, yeah?” Your lips left light feathering kisses as you kissed up her thigh. She felt herself shake, still trying to keep an eye on you as she tore her shirt over her head.
“Y/N… you’re killing me baby please do… something,” she choked out. You happily bite your lip, before making your way down to where she needed you most.
“Gonna take care of you, Els,” you spoke, before diving straight into her pussy. Your fingers teased lightly at her clit, before your tongue shoved itself in her tight hold.
The feeling of your tongue entering her caused her to moan loudly, clutching your hair lightly, watching as you ate her out.
“Goddd.. Fuck…” Ellie panted, eyes tightly shut in pure bliss. You worked your tongue further inside of her. Ellie’s grip on your hair tightened, not that you minded.
You hummed in her pussy, which caused Ellie to groan loudly. “Fuck… yes eat my pussy… yes! Oh my fucking god!” Ellie whined, grinding her pussy against your mouth.
Your tongue nor fingers ever faltered, this edged you to keep going and go faster. You hardhsly circled her clit with your fingers.
Ellie tasted fucking divine, and you wanted more of her. You wanted her to cum so hard on your tongue and to lap up every last drop of cum she had to offer.
“Keep begging. Be my good girl, Els,” you muttered in between kitten licking her pussy. Then you went crazy, your fingers not stopping over her sensitive clit, and your tongue never stopping.
Ellie’s head dug more into the couch, she felt herself slipping away and close. She grabbed onto the side of the couch, gripping it tightly when she feels your head roll back and forth curling your tongue inside her pussy, you felt an animalistic urge to make her cum. To make her reach that peak… because of you.
The sounds of moans and wetness mixed, it was so dirty, the mere sight of you working her on the edge of her couch was fucking dirty.
All Ellie could see in her vision was white, “Fuck! I’m cumming don’t stop! Please!” Ellie whined out, moving her pussy back and forth against your mouth.
You moaned, shoving your tongue in her tight hole, she clenched around your tongue, cumming hard. Her legs shook around your head and tightened, fingernails digging into your scalp. She moaned your name so loudly, panting hard as you eased out whatever last drops you could.
You removed your hand from her abused, puffy clit. Ellie panting hard, you got up between her thighs and kissed her hard as she lay there. She just looked so fucking hot finishing around your head like that.
Ellie moaned, tasting herself on your tongue as you guys kissed for a few minutes before pulling away. You gazed at her freckled cheeks, tinted red, and her forest green eyes… your heart squeezing in your chest.
“Els, I love you so much,” you whispered, leaning down and kissing her forehead.
She grinned even bigger if possible, she pulled you against her again. “I love you, so glad this happened,” Ellie huffed, still breathless from her intense orgasm.
“Me too… You’re so pretty,” your hand reaching up to her cheek. “I’m so happy you’re mine.”
Ellie’s heart swelled, the title and possessiveness of you calling her yours made her so happy. She smiled, “Course, I’m yours,” she leaned into your soft touch.
You both lay there, Ellie holding you against her and you holding her. Both of you are finally happy, and finally together.
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♡taglist: @bambifresita
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ellie side profile (i’m screaming and throwing things)
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