#Ellie x Dina. I gasped it was GORGEOUS

[daydreamingmiller]

tlou hbo you will never be what I want you to BUT that trailer was so much more promising than I expected!!!!

[insanermin]

ok so like this is my first ask so sorry if its worded weird!! but could you write a drabble for ellie where like reader is dinas step sister or sum and like reader lives a few states away and dina wants reader to meet her friends so reader visits and meets all of them and ellie is like nervous and stuff and dina teases her for it and eventually dina ships ellie and reader tg (once again sorry if its worded weird..😭)

it's okay! so i'm not gonna specify readers relationship with dina lmao, reader could be a family friend too... and it's longer than a drabble, sorry. but here you go!

why don't you stay, stay here after hours?

ellie x reader, just fluff, not proofread, enjoy :)

you haven't been here for a while. but dina's apartment stayed the same, citrus-scented air freshener and deep brown eyes meeting you at the front door, it was all so familiar, even after all those years. however, you didn't expect a pretty face to emerge from behind her, in fact you didn't expect your little trip to good old hometown to be interesting in any way. when dina told you about her friends, you weren't expecting much, sorry dina. but shit, her friend is more than pretty, she's incredibly attractive.

"come on in," dina says, hugging you, miss pretty face standing awkwardly to the side. you let go, dina gestures towards her, you've been dying to know about her at this point and it's been only a few minutes since you got here.

"so, this is my friend ellie, we used to be a thing but—" ellie clears her throat, are her cheeks slightly rosy?

"we're really good friends, that's what i was trying to say," she continues, shooting ellie a glare. you awkwardly laugh, exchange some 'hi''s and 'nice to meet you''s with ellie, her raspy voice makes it harder for you to remember what you're here for. pretty auburn hair, strands falling out of her bun framing her face, green eyes and long lashes, freckles and kissable lips... what were you here for?

and ellie can't help but notice your eyes wandering, it's making her nervous. it's making her nervous that a gorgeous woman like you was watching her so carefully, she isn't used to getting this much attention next to dina who's incredibly extroverted and drawing all the attention.

she watches you leave and go up to dina's room. pulling dina aside, ellie elbows her.

"ouch," she hisses, rubbing herself.

"what the fuck? why would you mention we used to be a thing," ellie whispers. dina gasps, then covers her mouth, a sly smirk creeping up her face.

"don't tell me you like—" ellie cuts her off with a threatening, well not so threatening, 'hey' hoping dina understands that she needs to quiet down, you're literally upstairs.

"no, she's just pretty. you didn't tell me she's that pretty," she whispers, her face turning red. this will be a fun game for dina, for sure.

you all sit in her very cramped, but colorful kitchen, snacking and drinking while you and dina catch up. however, ellie can't help but steal glances from you, she couldn't help but study your face, the way you speak, the way you'd wheeze when you thought you said something funny, or when you—

"—and ellie is so, totally so single, incredibly single," dina laughs, pulling ellie out of thought. and you too, you've been thinking about ellie's green eyes lingering on your lips, is something on there? dina is the only one laughing while you and ellie are exchanging glances, for a second it feels like the world stopped for you to step closer to something unreachable.

"i guess i am? but why does that matter," ellie then responds, annoyance lacing her voice.

"because she's single too? and i just wanna be able to say that i'm a matchmaker," dina continues, stuffing chips into her mouth. you laugh, but ellie doesn't.

"you really wanna make us all uncomfortable, huh?" ellie mutters, fuck, why would she say that? she's been so overly self-conscious, trying really hard to leave good impressions, but having a pretty girl watch her bicker with her good friend, not how she imagined this to go at all.

"oh i'm not uncomfortable, don't worry," you say, the tension was thick. and dina notices this too, this whole thing took the wrong turn.

"well back in high school i walked up to someone thinking it was dina and scared that girl from behind, talk about uncomfortable," she scoffs. dina immediately throws back her head and cackles, but you can hear ellie's soft and low chuckles. fuck she's cute and you want to know more, know more about her and all the stories she had to tell and lived up until now.

and ellie is more than happy to see the smile that emerged on your lips when she said that, her eyes on you while you giggle at dina's silly stories about teenage ellie and dina's adventures. she just can't look away, your nose scrunches when you laugh, your eyes literally sparkle, you are just so endearing, and ellie would be a fool to pass up on this chance, on this chance to get to know you.

and you spend the rest of the afternoon at dina's place, laughter filling the room, glances and hands brushing filling up your heart.

"okay guys, we need to wrap it up, jesse is on his way and you know how he gets," dina shoots a look to ellie, both nodding in some secret agreement.

"can you get her to her hotel? but take it slow guys, never fuck on the first date," she chuckles, ellie scoffs while getting on her jacket, ellie would never be able to even hold hands with someone as beautiful and kind as you. but it for sure is a nice thought, a thought she saves for when she'll go to sleep later. and your thoughts are racing too, you're about to get in the car with ellie, she'll be driving you, you'll be alone with her, you are freaking out, but you can't let it show.

instead you awkwardly play with the leaves on the ground while you wait in front of her car after you said goodbye to dina.

walking out of dina's apartment, ellie can feel her heart jump out of her chest. she's a fucking wreck, but her urge for more is too big to ignore, she has to do something about all the feelings you made her feel. and for once in her life, she decides to make the first move once you're in her car, something dina always made fun of, telling ellie she's the biggest coward ever.

but not today, today she'll make you fall for her.

what she didn't know is that the second ellie opened the door for you and the scent of patchouli and tobacco filled your senses, you already fell, really hard at that.

you sit in her passenger seat, imagination running wild, the two of you could be knee deep—

"you comfy?" ellie asks, pulling you out of thought. you nod, yeah too fucking comfortable. you struggle putting your seatbelt on because your hands are shaking, but ellie is attentive, already helping you out, with shaky hands too.

to your disappointment, the drive was mostly quiet, so quiet you could hear your own racing heartbeat. but it's stupid to believe that someone like ellie would want to get to know you, you feel stupid for getting your hopes up.

ellie's eyes are on the navigator the whole time, two more streets and you're at the hotel. two more streets, she has to do something. the wheel is getting moist under her sweaty hands, she has never been this nervous in her whole life. but she might never see you again and does she really want to risk that? risk never going to meet anyone like you again? ellie clears her throat, she can't live with the thought of never having tried.

so she inhales deeply as she stops at the red light.

"so—" she starts, looking your way, making sure she got your attention. you tilt your head, you're gorgeous, god you are making this hard, ellie thinks to herself.

"—i made dinner, you should stay." ellie says, her voice low, eyes searching for yours in anticipation, she is about to explode.

"i'd love to," you reply. ellie smiles and hits the gas a little harder than needed as the lights turn green.

[sugarbcnes]

Can you write about Abby hating her small boobs but the reader is obsessed with them and is always sucking/touching them

꒰ abby anderson x f! reader ꒱

꒰ this post contains ꒱ nipple play, body worship/praise, masturbation, mentions of insecurities of body and gender (kinda, sorry i didn’t know how to word it) and body shaming!!

As someone who was quite masc presenting, Abby never really had an issue with her small boobs. It actually made it a lot easier for her.

Until she met you. for some reason, Abby became very insecure of her features compared to some of your ex’s. Dina who had gorgeous curves and voluptuous pair of tits that naturally sat so nicely in anything she wore or Ellie, who’s feminine features were quite subtle yet also extremely attractive.

Abby? she felt like she was practically a man (as she remember from the insults called at her from the bar full of men who has been eying you off all night). With these massive muscles and her now very short hair, She had nothing to offer you as her girlfriend apart from the great use of her strap and the way she’d scissor with you.

You, however, had caused Abby’s doubts to fade away within just three short months of dating her. As much as you loved having your face stuffed in her warm cunt, your fixation was always centred on her boobs.

Your hands make their way up under the soft cotton of her white t-shirt, humming in delight at the finding that she wasn’t wearing a bra as your thumbs brushed over her perky nipples. You smiled at the way they fit so perfectly in your hands. She lets out a quiet gasp, her head moving from the TV to where you laid slotted between her legs further down the sofa. Your eyes were still trained on the screen as you gently rolled her nipples between your thumb and pointer finger, your moves completely subconscious.

It wasn’t long before her t-shirt was long lost on the floor as well as the rest of your clothes, leaving you both bare. Your back arched, perky ass sticking high in the air as your feet kicked cutely. Her buds were rosy and swollen; tenderly affectioned by your tongue, lips and teeth. The small patch of blonde on her mound rubbed against your naval, causing both of you to moan as you felt the slick smearing on her sensitive clit. Your own fingers worked at your clit, already pushed over the edge at the seraphic sight of her pure pleasure. She cradles your face in her hands as your head bobs, sloppily drooling and licking all over her boobs just the way you both love as you become drunk on the feeling of her soft buds in your mouth.

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[bethereforya]

Just an idea I had here and wanted it to exist:) New account and first anything I've written in a longggg time so be nice pls x

Pairing: College/Dealer!Ellie x Sorority/fem!reader

Warnings: Smut, swearing, oral sex (r!receiving), finger sucking (is that a warning?), mentions of weed, mentions of alcohol consumption.

Word Count: 1822

It wasn't a shock when she showed up, hell it's really one of the only times you saw Ellie Williams - Amongst the horny and intoxicated young adults dancing, making out, playing beer pong and of course, once Ellie arrived to 'work,' getting high. Turns out drunk college kids will pay good money for weed, who knew.

You were almost always at these sorority and fraternity parties that seemed to be happening every weekend alongside your sisters whether you were eager to be there or not, but no matter what mood you happened to be in when attending these parties you always chose to dress to impress, and by that you meant picking outfits that best complimented your features and assets.

Despite seeing each other just about every weekend you and Ellie didn't conversate much aside from the occasional 'excuse me' whilst navigating your way through drunks and potheads. You both definitely knew of each other though, your Instagram stalking upon first seeing her at one of these parties didn't get you very far however, a tiny circle that you could make out to contain Ellie's face followed by a "This Account Is Private" message was all you got. So you asked around. Not many people knew much about her, just that she was a student on campus who sells weed and had a close small circle of friends with two other students Jesse and Dina. Oh and also that she fucks around, but other than that she seemed to be a closed book, which you assumed was how she liked it.

Ellie knew a lot more about you however, a sorority girl with a public Instagram containing mostly pictures of you and your fellow sisters, selfies and pretty landscapes you had stumbled upon. It pretty much told Ellie all she needed to know, not to fuck with you. You were beautiful, popular and a party girl and she's lost a lot of her supply to the dreaded 'pretty girl discount' that she just couldn’t help but give out one too many times to girls like you before ultimately being ghosted. So despite her reputation of being a player and her absolute love of pussy she decided to focus on school and her dealings for the time being, a pussy hiatus if you will. This also meant that she was choosing to suppress any and all feelings that were associated with your smiling face, gorgeous body and sweet voice every single weekend, until tonight that is. You had taken the plunge and properly introduced yourself and struck up some light conversation which quickly turned to heavy flirting, more so on your part at first as you had noticed Ellie's hesitance but obvious interest, but within no time after you had started to draw more attention to your lips, strategically pulled your dress down just that smidge lower and took every opportunity you could to 'innocently' brush up against her the flirting was well and truly two-sided.

It only took an hour of your back and forth eye fucking between Ellie’s sales before you found yourself in your current situation, being harshly dropped on the bathroom counter, the cool marble coming as a cold shock to the back of your thighs. Ellie’s lips not once leaving yours as her hands wandered from your hips to the tops of your thighs, caressing your smooth skin.

“Did you lock the door?” You mumbled against her lips as you pulled off her denim over shirt and threw it to the floor.

“Yes,” came her quick response as her lips moved from yours and began making their way down your neck to the swell of your breasts.

“Are you sure?” You breathed out, your head rolling back.

You let out a sharp gasp as her hands yanked your legs so that your ass was on the edge of the counter. She made quick work of your dress, shoving the bottom half up to your hips, one hand going straight to your aching cunt and cupping it, the palm of her hand pushing oh so deliciously on your clit.

“I’m sure,” she responded lowly, eyes piercing into yours.

You nodded as she quirked her eyebrow, what you were agreeing to you didn’t care but you couldn’t help but gulp as you watched her slowly lower herself to her knees, only tearing her eyes from yours as she came face to face with her prize, your throbbing and leaking pussy that had been yearning for Ellie since she arrived at the loud, sweaty frat house.

Ellie's fingertips began softly exploring your thighs, her lips right behind them leaving a trail of purpling bruises as she sucked and nibbled, getting closer and closer to where you wanted her most but offering nothing more than her hot breath over your clothed pussy.

You couldn't help but whine as you watched her, bottom lip trapped between your teeth as your breathing picked up, and eyes got wider, silently pleading for any sort of stimulation.

"Look at you," she began with a smirk, meeting your eyes, "so confident out there, practically sitting in my lap and begging me to fuck you and now this? You're not going all shy on me now are you princess?”

You quickly shook your head to which she chuckled at and went back to work kissing and biting at your thighs causing your hips to involuntarily jut up, her mouth so close.

Ellie's smirk returned as she pulled away again, her hands coming to your hips to firmly steady them.

"Now don't be like that, if you're not shy then tell me what you want huh?"

She took one finger to slowly trace from your covered clit down to your hole, the flimsy piece of fabric almost mocking you as much as Ellie was.

"Want you to make me feel good," you breathed out, slightly embarrassed by the control she had over your body.

"Now be more specific," Ellie teased offering a light, barely there kiss to your clit through your panties.

"Fuck you," you whined, both annoyed and desperate.

"Well I'm trying to fuck you actually, so use your fucking words, and for the attitude you can use your manners now too."

Throwing any sort of strength you had out the window you gave her what she wanted. "Please Ellie, I want your mouth, please."

With a smug chuckle Ellie pulled the soaked panties off of one leg, leaving them to dangle over the opposite ankle, threatening to fall off before Ellie threw both of your legs over her shoulders.

"Was that so hard?" Came Ellie's infuriatingly delicious voice right before she took your throbbing heat to her lips and began to absolutely devour you.

Whatever teasing she had in her was long gone the second she tasted your sweet goodness, her grip on your thighs were strong, fingernails digging into your skin as she generously licked up your arousal, stopping only to take your puffy clit between her lips as she began to suck.

"Oh my fucking god, Ellie!" You squealed one hand grabbing the side of the counter to steady yourself and the other going to the back of Ellie's head to push her impossibly closer.

Ellie gave a light slap to the side of your thigh as she pulled back briefly to shush you. Despite the blaring music coming from downstairs, just one keen ear passing by would definitely hear what you were up to, not that she cared so much about what other people thought but she also wasn't sure how you would feel post pussy eating bliss to find out the whole party knew what had gone down between you and a certain drug dealing dyke.

You threw your head back, eyes squeezed shut as you poorly attempted to suppress your moans, grinding your pussy against Ellie's eager mouth, she lapped you up as if this were her first meal of the day, rotating between sucking your clit and practically making out with your cunt.

Your attempts at silencing yourself were for nothing. The second Ellie added her fingers to the mix, your head hit the mirror behind you, soaps and toothpastes fell to the floor, one of your heels slid off your foot as you tensed your legs around her shoulders and gripped her hair tighter.

"Fucking hell!" You gasped out between loud moans, your chest heaving with your tits ready to spill out as your breathing became erratic. A sight Ellie wanted posterised and taped to her bedroom wall.

Ellie took no time in finding your sweet spot, sucking your clit and hitting your spot at the perfect pace with her two fingers in a come hither motion.

Although she relished in the sound of your moans it took only a few moments for her to realise that there was no way you would be able to silence yourself, if anything you were just getting louder.

She quickly reached the hand that wasn't busy pleasing you up your body before glancing up to find your lips and stuffing two of her fingers straight in your mouth.

You sighed in contentment at this and gripped her arm tight as you felt yourself getting closer to your release, your moans now muffled around Ellie's fingers as your legs began to shake and your hips to stutter against her.

Tears of absolute bliss leaked from the corners of your eyes as you chased your high, your nails digging into Ellie's arm as you all but screamed around her fingers, she only stopped her assault on your pussy when you desperately began pulling away from the sensitivity.

Your eyes were closed once again as Ellie slowly stood up, coming between your thighs and despite your whines pulled her fingers from your mouth only to swap them with the ones that as of just a moment ago were bringing you to absolute euphoria.

You sucked your juices off sloppily as Ellie watched on meeting your eyes, her stare holding you in almost a trance like state with her thumb lightly resting on your bottom lip even after you released her fingers.

"See what happens when you use your words sweetheart?" Ellie taunted quietly.

"You're the worst," you breathed out as she removed her thumb

"Yet the best you've ever had," she retorted helping you off the counter and holding on to you as your thighs shook slightly while you slid your almost forgotten shoe back on.

"Might need a little more convincing then that," you attempted to tease back as you looked around for your panties, still completely fucked out but now capable of standing on your own.

"As long as you remember to bring your manners," Ellie winked pulling your dress down from your hips to an acceptable length before showing you your panties as she stuffed them into her jean pocket.

"You can get them when you come back for some more convincing."

[y2kas13]

You Will Be My Girl

fem!reader x ellie williams

A/N - I tried to leave this as neutral as possible aside from afab anatomy and fem pronouns and nicknames first time with something kinda smutty very self-indulging because I'm lonely lol enjoy and pls leave comments on what I can improve!

Hopping back into bed you slip back under the covers where a pair of loving arms are waiting for you. you snuggle closer into them and immediately feel a sense of relaxation, "finally your back I thought I was gonna have to go searching for you." a voice from behind you says with sarcasm evident in their voice. Rolling your eyes you turn towards the voice and move the covers of their face to reveal your girlfriend Ellie.

It hasn't been long since you two have been together, being merely mutual friends through Dina and Jesse you only saw each other in group settings. admittedly you thought she was cute but out of your league so you never said anything but to Ellie you were the most gorgeous girl she had ever seen. when she got the courage (aka being harassed by Dina to just do it) she asked you out and you happily said yes.

Now months later, you're in her bed at her dad's house while he's out. you really liked Mr. Miller though he insists you call him Joel since Mr makes him feel old. Ellie never misses the chance to say that he is. He's super chill and a pleasure to be around but luckily for you tonight he left out to hang with his brother Tommy.

"Umm earth to weirdo you staring." the comment snaps you out of your loving daze, slightly embarrassed you give her a gentle kiss on the cheek. "can't help it when a gorgeous girl has me in her bed." Ellie takes hold of your cheek and plants a kiss on your lips. taking hold of her cheek you deepen the kiss suddenly feeling like a quick peck isn't enough. it could never be enough with her.

"Careful don't start something you can't finish."

"Oh, I could definitely finish."

Instantly you're being pressed down to lay flat on your back with Ellie hovering above you. "are you sure about this? we haven't yet you know and I don't want you to do something your not ready for." Ellie's care for your well-being made your heart flutter. things like this make you fall head over heels for her again and again without fail.

"I'm ready Ellie promise, are you?" her lips are on yours giving you your answer without words. your hips meet each other and slowly start to dance with one another.

As you continue to make out her hand meets the top of your pajama shorts and stall there. "at any point you want to stop just tell me." her eyes meet yours serious but still gentle. "I promise el."

Her hands dip into your shorts and her fingers start to play over your clothed slit, you let out a low gasp from the sensation and you feel ellies smile on your shoulder.

"Now let's see how ready you are love."

AHHHHH omg that was actually really fun and was super easy to write (because it was short and stupid) BUT ANYWAYSSSS I really hope you enjoy if you want any more of Ellie or another character my ask box is always open!!!! I hope you enjoyed thank uuu

[typewriter83]

can we talk about the teaser? I like your analyses of Tommy and Joel, just wanna get your thoughts - I haven’t really agreed with a couple other bloggers - just wanna see your thoughts

Sure, we can talk about the teaser - but remember, we don’t yuck on other people’s yum, and we certainly don’t criticize others in the fandom. We all have our opinions, our favorites, etc. and we’re not gonna lash out at people over a teaser trailer.

I have spoken.

Spoilers for s2 below cut - strap yourselves in.

Let’s take this one scene at a time:

Joel and Blondie (the great Catherine O’Hara) - “did you hurt her?” “No” “then what? What did you do?” - IMO, these are two different scenes. Joel is not speaking to that woman - at least not at that moment. Two scenes were spliced together to create a moment of tension. If you look back at the original teaser with “Hold to My Hand” playing in the background, HBO was quick to show every character, but completely out of context. I think this is the case with Joel and Blondie, too.

How about the Winter Dance (with Ellie’s gorgeous hair, btw, can be an entire conversation, I’m obsessed) looking like it was taken right out of the game. Cinematography at its finest. The shot of Ellie’s tattoo was also used as a dramatic point with the dialogue - making you think someone thinks Joel hurt Ellie with the chemical burn.

Ellie sitting up and screaming in abject horror made me sit up and gasp - I have theories, and most of them involve this being a flashback or a nightmare. We can circle back to see if I’m right, but my brain is in two places. This is either a flashback to after Riley died and she’s being taken to Marlene, which seems like a stretch. Or this is a nightmare - it looks like she’s on a stretcher so maybe a nightmare from SLC, and this is part of the flashback that leads her to go back to SLC. We’ll see.

Most of the rest of it appears to be flashes of scenes/characters shots from the game: Dina -(someone on X said Dina isn’t a cry baby - honey, this is likely from the basement, Dina finding Ellie). Tommy - can we talk about Tommy, omg. Mama is a Tommy critic, but my god that man looks like he’s ready to take down a herd for someone; hot. Isaac - I love that Jeffrey Wright is keeping the character, he’s a great actor. Abby - do we have to talk about her? You won’t find an Abby-stan here, but her costume looks spot on.

The horses in the snow - I mean, I know what I think, and I think someone needs to tell Joel not to go out in the snow 😫

Finally - “I saved her” and that motherfucking tear. That tear wasn’t for Ellie, that tear was for the baby girl he couldn’t save. He kept his promise to Tess and he saved who he could save, but he also knows what he had to do to save her and what he could do to save Sarah. Jesus take the wheel. 😫

So, is it 2025 yet?

[astrolo-t]

Breathing Pt. 2

Pairing: Ellie x Reader

Word Count: 2.3 k

Warnings: MDNI pls and thank. Umm, Cursing. Smut. Overstim. Squirting. Prolly some typos. Little bit of fluff at the end because I personally needed that.

A/N: I dunno I genuinely feel like this is super tame as far as smut goes. But that could also be because I've read some straight filth so who knows really.

Emotions had run high that night. While you didn’t necessarily regret kissing Ellie, you regretted seeing that look on her face right before you left. She had looked…physically pained, as if you loving her was such a burden. And maybe it was. But one thing you knew for sure was that you’d make sure that it’d be your burden to bear from now on and yours alone. 

You go back to your regularly scheduled program of avoiding one another. You busy yourself with volunteer work and even some patrols. Anything to keep yourself occupied, really.

There’s a difference now though, that difference being that you've stopped seeing Ellie with other girls.

You thought it was just a coincidence or wishful thinking on your part until Dina confirms that Ellie hasn't been going out.

“All she does is patrols and then goes home to play that damn guitar. I can’t even get her to come out with me.” Dina tells you one day over dinner.

You want to smile at that because truly, some part of you feels vindicated. Well good, I hope she's fucking miserable.

But then….the other part of you worries.

The part of you that still loves that foul-mouthed, gorgeous, strong woman.

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You’re home settling into bed for the night when you hear a knock on your door. You rush to open it thinking it could only be urgent if someone was coming by so late. 

However, when you open the door, there’s no emergency, no panic, no nothing.

Just Ellie, with her arms crossed over her chest, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet. She looks nervous and you stare at her for a second before stepping aside allowing her to come in. She takes a seat at your dining table but you stay standing, crossing your arms over your chest. 

“You gonna make me ask why you’re here or-?”

The furrow that had been set in her brow when you’d first opened the door creases even more and you’re fighting the urge to smooth it out with your fingers when she decides to stand up, facing you. She takes a deep breath before finally saying, “I guess….I got scared.”

You raise an eyebrow, “Keep going.”

She swallows then, fiddling with her fingers, shaking her head and looking down at her shoes. “I dunno y/n, I just….I look at you and I know there's nothing I wouldn't do for you and then…I don’t know why but somehow that makes losing you feel inevitable.”

“El-” 

“I love you.” She says suddenly, with a fierceness usually reserved for those unlucky enough to get on her bad side. “And I loved you when you told me.”

You shake your head slowly, tears welling in your eyes because no, you cannot do this again. You couldn't allow yourself to be hurt by her again. 

“I’m not lying to you.” She continues, tears lining those green eyes. “I’ve never lied to you before except when I didn’t say it back and I fucking swear I will never do it again.”

You stare at her in disbelief because truly, this was the last thing you’d thought she’d have come here to say. But that was Ellie. Unpredictable and yet constant, reliable. Strong and yet so fragile. The bane of your existence and yet the most fucking welcome thorn in your side. 

You take a shaky breath. “Ellie..” You start, bringing your fingertips to brush a stray tear from her cheeks, “You’re an absolute terror.”

She smiles despite herself turning to kiss your wrist, “Sounds like a you problem.” 

“I suppose it is.”

And just like that, your mouth finds hers like oxygen. You’re practically vibrating against her then, wanting to be as close as possible after being apart for so long. Ellie, just as needy, kisses you hard and hungry. She bites at your lips and when you gasp into her mouth she swears she doesn’t know how she could’ve fooled herself into thinking she could ever deny having you.

You pull away, letting your lips skim down her neck before settling on the spot you knew would get you into trouble of the best kind, licking it and then sucking it between your teeth.

“Fuck.” You hear her groan into your neck, her hands on your hips hips tightening, “You just can’t behave, can you?”

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There was nothing like Ellie when she had a point she needed to make or some sort of goal in mind. Hyper-focused and relentless, she'd go out of her way to finish what she started. And right now that trait was what drove her to continue teasing you until you had started begging for her to touch you. She had marked you everywhere and now you watched as a new mark, pretty and purple blooms on your  inner right thigh. Ellie runs a thumb over her handiwork looking like the perfect picture of someone simply, unbothered. Meanwhile you felt like you were going to die if she didn’t touch you where you needed. 

“Ellie.” 

The sound of you pleading for her breaks Ellie from her trance and her gaze lifts to meet yours from between your legs. She knows you’re soaking there, soft and so so ready. She knows and yet, with it being so long since she'd had you like this, she was going to take her sweet time. Her fingers trails up and down your bare heat, and your body shivers in excitement because fucking finally. You’re so wet already that you can literally hear it when Ellie takes two fingers parting you open, the cold air hitting you causing you to shiver slightly. "My poor baby...this where you need me?"

She kisses up your thighs and then once she’s locked eyes with you, dips in for a taste. Her tongue, warm and soft, licks fat stripes up and down your slit and you bite your lip, stifling a moan. You always made the attempt to be quiet, something Ellie accepted as a challenge. You didn't want anyone else to hear, but Ellie...she didn't give a fuck. She loved making you lose control. Fact was, hearing you moaning her name for the entire neighborhood to hear turned her on beyond measure, because she knew, it was her getting the front row seat this. You, grasping at the sheets, eyes dilated, lips slightly parted, propped up on your elbows to watch her as she licked you open.

She takes mercy on you, dragging her tongue up, finding your clit and circling it with her tongue until your hips jump off the bed from the sensation. You suddenly feel a sharp sting on your left thigh from where Ellie had slapped, the sting sending a fresh wave of wetness to your core. “Be fuckin’ still or I stop.”

You whine, embarrassed at how desperate you sounded in that moment, but still nodding quickly so that she'd continue. She laps at your clit in earnest now and you want so badly to grind your hips upward, grind into her mouth really, until you came. But no, she physically wouldn’t allow that. Her slightly calloused hands grip your thighs, fingers digging into the flesh of them to prevent you from moving. Her mouth focuses on your clit, alternating between flattening her tongue against it and sucking and it’s when she hollows her mouth and sucks hard that you bite your lip so hard you think you almost break skin. "Oh my fucking god," you moan, feeling yourself getting close. Ellie knows this too, which is why she stops. You whine in frustration as she comes up to kiss you, her middle finger lazily circling your clit, just enough to keep you warm but not enough for you to come. “Ellie please. Be nice”

She drags your clit between two fingers as she kisses you again feeling you moan into her mouth. You can feel her grinning against your lips before she pulls back and says, “What do you mean - I'm always nice.”

“Now, you wanna come on my mouth-” She kisses you once more,  “or my fingers?”

You didn't fucking care. You just wanted something, anything, you just wanted. 

“I need an answer baby.” She murmurs as she mouths up your jaw. Her fingers rub between your pussy lips, collecting the wetness there before lightly slapping against your cunt. “Fuck, your mouth Ellie." You gasp out at the sensation, "I want your mouth.”

Ellie hums, satisfied with your answer, and returns back to your waiting pussy, curling her hands around your thighs. This time around she wastes no time. She greedily sucks your clit into her mouth, sucking it so hard that your head shoots off the pillow. You catch the devilish glint in her eyes as she moans against you, the vibrations of her mouth too much and yet everything you need all at once. Her tongue slides inside you, taking you by surprise and you gasp, feeling her warm and wet inside you. “S-shit,” You struggle to form words now, and Ellie, reading your body like a book only she knows, can tell you’re close. She can feel it in the way your heels dig into her back, in the way your stomach clenches as you hold your breath. She returns to sucking on your clit, tugging it slightly with her lips, as she nudges her middle finger gently inside you. You cry out from the added penetration, the sound of your voice spurring Ellie on, the pace of her finger increasing. “Yea, you gonna cum all over my face baby?” You nod frantically, feeling your pussy clamp down around her finger as you come then, gasping out her name, moaning loud and unabashedly now as the waves of pleasure wash over you.

Ellie watches as your body trembles from your orgasm before coming up for a kiss, letting you taste yourself on her lips. She mouths down your neck, allowing you to catch your breath, but only for a moment before she drags her fingers down over your sensitive clit. You whimper, body jolting as you begin grasping at her forearm but to no avail. Before you know it she's spreading your pussy slipping one and then shortly after, another finger inside. Your pussy stretches taking her in easily, and then, knuckles deep she starts fucking those fingers up into you eliciting cries of protest from your lips.

“Oh my fuck, Ellie w–wait,” Your protest only encourages her. Her head comes to rest in the crook of your neck and you literally feel the vibrations of her laughter rattling in your bones as she says, “Thought you wanted me nice. This is me bein’ nice baby.”

Her fingers curl, finding that spot she knew would take you over the edge with ease and they don’t stop. If anything she quickens her pace, feeling your soaking wet cunt starting to tighten around her fingers.

“Ell-Ellie! M’gonna make a mess, fuck fuck”  You were so fucking close, the obscene squelch of your cunt deafening in your ears. “Do you hear yourself? Fuck baby, you’re dripping down the back of my fucking hand.” Ellie rasps in your ear, sounding just as wrecked as you were. Her free hand comes to grip the back of your neck, leveling your gaze with her own. You look at her pitiful and completely at her mercy feeling the telltale signs of your orgasm approaching again. And that's all she wanted, to watch as you lost yourself around her fingers, and you, you wanted to give that to her. You could be good, you could be good for her. And after a particularly deep thrust of her fingers, your body spasms, eyes rolling back with white-hot pleasure so good it almost hurts and you come, spilling and spilling amidst Ellie’s praise against your lips. 

You don't know how much time goes by, but when you open your eyes, vision fuzzy, all you can say is, “Fucking hell.”

“Mmm hmm,” Ellie agrees from beside you, “you always sound so good, so pretty.” She kisses your nose, your cheeks, and eyes. A tenderness that was usually reserved for when you both were completely sated. Hence why you stop her, a single finger pressed against her lips before they can meet yours. “Uh uh, we’re not done.”

“You can go again?” She asks, doubt clearly evident in her voice. “Your legs are still shaking babe.”

“Make no mistake, I can’t feel my legs. But my mouth works just fine.”

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After cleaning up, you’re truly boneless and tired. Ellie lays back to you, your body curled like a koala around her own. You move the hair covering the back of her neck and press a kiss there, three words bubbling up to your lips again and although you know they are safe to say now, you hesitate. 

They spill out anyways, and as soon as they do Ellie turns over on her back and her eyes, turned a honeyed citrine from the candlelight, find yours. You place your hand on her cheek, running your thumb over the freckles there until she takes it, kissing your palm before the four words that mean everything leave them with ease against the skin there. As easy as breathing.

A goofy grin spreads across your face and you bury your face in her neck, suddenly feeling shy. You feel her laughing underneath you and soon you're joining her. Eventually, once your giggles subside, you finally rest, curling your body back around hers with just the sound of her breath to lull you to sleep.