#FUCK I DIDNT NOTICE WHERE THIS DRESS CAME FROM

[josephsaturn]

Hit the SLAY button.

Got inspired by a few peoples’ drawings of AFO in a dress, so I drew the guy

I don't like his face, but I personally like how i rendered the dress

dress:

Costume Gallery | William & Mary (wm.edu)

[kaelaheartsyou]

FEVER DREAM

caitlin clark x reader type | 5.1k words, 19k characters

warnings:

literally pure smut idk guys wtf

mentions of connor mccaffery

it honestly felt like a fever dream.

you had made your way into a small bar in downtown indianapolis with your friend jess.

it was an average friday night, you guys always went to the same bar, on the same day, at the same time.

the warm atmosphere of the place was alive the dim lighting of the downtown bar illuminated swathes of wood and metal, r&b music softly playing in the background. the walls were decorated with framed photographs of local athletes, and the chatter of people filled the air, punctuated by laughter and the clinking of glasses. it was a typical friday night, and the place buzzed with energy—especially after a victorious game by the fever.

even if you didnt follow basketball, you knew who the indiana fever were. who caitlin clark was.

it was here that you found yourself, perched on a stool at the bar, sharing a moment with your friend, jess. you both had decided to revel in the post-game buzz that encapsulated the entire venue. there were fans that had came straight from the game, wearing fever gear to celebrate the win.

from across the bustling space, your gaze landed on what you would've never expected to see. the whole team there, gathered around a few couches playing pool.

sitting next to who you knew was her boyfriend connor, was none other than caitlin clark. you scoffed looking at her, she was dressed quite casually. her athletic build was hidden by a crewneck with the words 'indiana fever womens basketball' splayed across it and simple black cargo pants that spoke both of comfort and style.

you sighed before turning back to jess "look." you said motioning your head to the group.

her eyes widened momentarily before speaking "quite brave of them to show up to a bar, where tons of their fans are"

a small chuckle escaped past your lips "do you think they're actually together? or maybe some type of stunt to prevent people from questioning her?" you asked, shifting the conversation to connor and caitlin.

she thought for a moment before a sly grin appeared on her lips "either way people question her. but you should find out"

you found her words almost comical. ALMOST. instead she just sounded downright ridiculous. idiotic even.

you laughed dryly "you're funny you know that?" you said, but you couldnt help turning your head back to caitlin who had what looked like a forced smile on her face as she watched connor talk to another girl, occasionally saying a word or two.

jess followed your gaze before responding "im not joking though. i mean, how fucking cool would it be to say you hooked up with caitlin clark!" she said a little too loudly for comfort

your eyes widened, not just at how loud she was, but at her words themselves. "oh my god you're being serious?!" you whispered shouted.

she smirked at you "oh cmon whats the harm, shes clearly not enjoying herself"

you assumed from videos and pictures you'd seen online that she was quite literally the embodiment of confidence, though looking at her sitting on the couch with her boyfriend, it was hard not to notice how she seemed to lean away from connor, who was engrossed in conversation with some other girl standing nearby. an amused smile crossed your lips, and you turned to jess to share your thoughts. "god, that’s pathetic," you laughed, shaking your head slightly. you both chuckled at the amusing, albeit unfortunate, dynamics of relationships, not realizing that caitlin had momentarily glanced in your direction.

for a split second, the bustle around you fell away. then jess, still giggling, suddenly stopped. she hit your arm lightly, eyes wide, and motioned towards caitlin. you turned back to see her actively staring at you now, her expression hinting at an undeniable intrigue. there was something in they way she looked at you that made your heart race unexpectedly... or maybe you were just delusional.

but when she glanced away briefly and suddenly stood up, you definitely felt your heart rate pick up a little. you watched as she skillfully navigated through the crowd and towards the bar where you and jess were sitting. you turned your attention back to jess, a small part of you hoping she would come up to you. but unsurprisingly and to your luck, she didnt. instead she ordered a round of shots for her team.

you watched secretly as she leaned against the bar looking around and jess nudged you, raising her eyebrows. you simply scoffed muttering a quiet "stop." to which she put her hands up in surrender, dropping the topic at hand.

after caitlin walked away with the shots, getting some help from connor, jess got up to order a drink and you realized you needed one of your own.

"can you get me something? something strong." you asked and she nodded

after a good 5 minutes she returned, sliding your drink in front of you. you eagerly took a sip, cringing slightly at the burning sensation.

"dude what the fuck is this" you groaned taking another sip.

"long island iced somethin, i dont know! the bartender recommended it" she shrugged before sipping her own drink.

you just sighed, before reluctantly finishing the drink as the night progressed. you knew you were drunk when you allowed jess to pull you to the dance floor without complaining. you danced along side the other people on the floor when you caught a glimpse of caitlin walking into the bathroom. and before your drunken mind could think twice about it, you found yourself following her.

inside the dimly lit hallway leading to the restrooms, the noise of the bar faded into a faint murmur. you hesitated briefly before entering the women’s restroom, where caitlin was already fixing her hair in the mirror.

you were already regretting your decision as you cleared your throat awkwardly, standing a safe distance away from her before pretending to adjust your outfit in the mirror.

she was focused on her hair for a moment before glancing at you in the mirror, giving you a once over. “you stalking me?” she asked slightly amused and your heart nearly stopped.

"no- um..no i just.. needed to fix my outfit" you said quickly. internally groaning at how nervous you sounded.

she chuckled, raising a brow. “uh huh.” she replied, turning to lean against the sink. “and i assume you weren't staring at me earlier either?”

"staring? i wasnt staring, my friend noticed you were here so i simply looked. i didnt stare" you lied straight through your teeth as you turned fully to face her.

a soft smirk played on her lips as she hummed. “right. not staring.” she teased. “so, why did you follow me in here then?” she followed up

and for a moment you completely forgot she was fucking caitlin clark. in your defense you were slightly drunk, not even thinking when you spit out your next words

"nobody followed you in here. i came to fix my outfit thats all" you scoffed, simultaneously rolling your eyes. you hadnt even noticed that she had taken a few steps closer to you. you glanced up nervously, only now were you realizing the insane height difference between you two.

she smirked softly, stepping away from the sink and slowly walking over to you, the smirk still on her lips. “right, right.” she said, nodding. she stopped in front of you, her eyes glancing you up and down. “your outfit looks fine to me.”

you furrowed your brows. what does one even say when they're caught in a lie? "um- yeah, because i fixed it" i said in an obvious tone

“mhm.” she hummed, nodding. she took a glance to the bathroom door.

you bit your lip looking up at her, you were still leaning back against the sink. "you having fun with your boyfriend?" you asked

she raised a brow, stepping closer again, now standing in front of you. her expression was unreadable, but the smirk on her lips told she was amused.

“why do you care?” she asked, her eyes scanning your face, studying your body, slowly.

"just wondering, didnt look like you were having a good time" you shrugged

"oh? so you were watching me the whole night?" she said in a teasing tone, lifting a brow. she let her eyes slowly rake over your body once more, her tongue slowly licking her lips.

your eyes widened momentarily at your slip up "not.. the whole night, i just.. noticed." you said looking back up at her

“righttt.” she hummed, not buying it. she took another step forward, now basically trapping you up against the sink.

“i didn’t think I’d have someone so fixated on me.” she said in a teasing tone, that smirk still tugging at her lips.

"you cant be serious.. you're caitlin clark.. in a bar.. full of your fans" you said amused. nonetheless you couldnt help but nervously look at down at where your bodies practically connected.

a soft chuckle left her lips, her eyes still on yours, taking in your reaction. her eyes flickered down to where your face was fixated and that smirk just grew again.

her smirk widened. “oh, so you're a fan then.” she teased, cocking her head to the side again, her eyes still studying your body.

one of her hands slowly slid up your waist and slowly around to the small of your back, pulling your hips to her.

your breath hitched involuntarily "um..no?" you honestly werent, but you weren't complaining about the position you were currently in.

caitlin chuckled softly, noticing the way your breath hitched. she slowly leaned forwards, her body pressing against yours. “you're not? so you wouldn’t mind if I did…this?” she asked, gripping your hip with one hand before leaning in, her lips hovering over yours

you glanced down at her lips before back up at her "no" you whispered

that was all she needed, her smirk turning into a devilish smile before she pressed her lips to yours. the kiss wasn’t shy or tentative, she was dominating and in charge, nipping your lip before slipping her tongue into your mouth.

you moaned softly into the kiss, your hand coming up to tangle in her hair

she pulled you impossibly close, backing you up so you were pressed against the sink, her hand gripping your waist as if to pin you there. her tongue exploring your mouth, she let out a soft moan as one of your hands tangled into her hair.

slowly she turned us around to back us into the bigger sized stall at the end, pulling away for a second to kick close and lock the door before pulling you in for another heated kiss

her hands were on you in an instant, exploring your body. she let out a another soft moan against your lips, pushing you up against the door, her body pressing against you. she slowly lifted your leg up, resting it against her hip as she slowly broke the kiss to kiss down your neck.

you threw your head back against the door, exposing more of your neck for her. your hand coming to tangle back into her hair

she kissed down your neck, nipping softly as her hands began to roam. exploring your body, they slowly ran up your thigh to your hip, her tongue sliding along your pulse point. she bit down on your neck, sucking on the skin there.

"fuck caitlin" you sighed biting your lip. one of your hands sliding underneath her crewneck, feeling her exposed skin.

she groaned against your neck, her fingers digging into your hips as your hand slid underneath her crewneck, the feeling of your fingers making her shiver. she nipped your ear, and spoke in a low whisper, “you like that?”

"yeah..i do" you said slowly "can i take this off?" you said pulling at the hem off her sweatshirt

she nodded as her lips connected to your neck again, her tongue licking at the sensitive skin. “go ahead.” she mumbled, pulling away to help you pull off the crewneck.

you tossed it on the small counter connected to the wall, glancing down at her body clad in just a black nike sports bra. you let out a slow shaky breath and for a moment you remember that you're literally pinned against a stall door by caitlin fucking clark. her words snapped me out of my trance

her hands were back on your body instantly, the feeling of your eyes roaming her body making her shiver. she smirked in satisfaction, leaning forwards so that she was right in front of you, her hands roaming. “see something you like?”

you simply hummed before pulling her back in for another kiss

she smirked against your lips as you pulled her back in, her body pressed flush against yours. one of her hands slowly went back down to your hip, pinning you against the door as she deepened the kiss. her tongue exploring your mouth, she moaned softly, her hands making their way behind your back to unzip your dress, letting it fall off your shoulders and pool at your feet.

you gasped softly before pulling away to look up at her

she pulled away from the kiss to catch her breath, her eyes raking over your body, taking in everything before her. she bit her lip to hold back a smirk, her eyes slowly meeting yours. “fuck, you’re so hot.” she said in a low sultry whisper, her eyes studying your face and your body.

"thanks.." you muttered as if that was an appropriate answer to being told you look 'hot' by caitlin clark.

she suddenly dropped to her knees her hands running over my thighs, holding your legs apart. she bit her lip, her eyes raking over your body. “you're so gorgeous.” she hummed, her lips trailing up your inner thigh, kissing the sensitive skin.

"oh fuck.. dont tease me please" you bit your lip stifling a moan that threatened to escape past your kiss bitten lips

she glanced up at you, noticing the way your bitten lip was failing to hold back a moan. she smirked again, her eyes darkened, taking in your expression. her hands slowly ran up your thighs, her lips getting closer and closer. "don't tease you?" she repeated teasingly, her nose brushing against your core through your underwear.

"caitlin please" you said gripping her hair tightly, your eyes fluttering shut at the feeling.

she groaned, letting out a soft moan as you tugged on her hair. the sound of you saying her name like that combined with the sound of you moaning, was almost enough to make her give in.

“you want me to stop teasing, hm?” she asked in a soft whisper, running her tongue slowly along your thigh, tasting the skin there.

"yes please. please stop.." you managed to get out through moans

she groaned again at the way you begged, her fingers slowly hooking into the hem of your underwear. her tongue running along your thigh, she slowly began to pull them down. “you have to be quiet though…can you be quiet for me?” she asked again in a low whisper, looking up at you as she tugged your underwear down your thighs.

you all but fucking whimpered at her words, the feeling of her tongue, her hands pulling your underwear down "yeah i can be quiet. please." you got out

she continued nipping at your inner thighs, her tongue soothing over it

"caitlin please. i promise ill be quiet, just please stop teasing" you whimpered softly

she let out another teasing chuckle, her hands slowly running down from your hips. “well because you’re being so good, i guess ill give you what you want.” she smirked

“what do you want, baby? Tell me exactly what you want.” she groaned

"want you to fuck me.. please.." you said looking down at her, tugging her closer to where you needed her

her breath hitched before her mouth connected to your core, groaning as she tasted you on her tongue. she moved slowly, letting her tongue tease you for a while, taking her time. her hands slowly trailing up your thighs, gripping them as if to hold you in place. “god…you taste so good…” she mumbled against you, her eyes slowly flickering up to yours

you squeezed your eyes shut, letting out a guttural moan. your hand tugged at her hair, pulling her impossibly closer as you arched into her touch

her hands came up to hold your hips, holding you in place as you arched into her. the sounds coming from your lips were driving her crazy…she needed to hear her name pass through those lips. “look at me.” She said, her tongue slowly tracing circles around your core.

you fluttered your eyes open to look down at her "fuck caitlin.. dont stop please" you begged absentmindedly

that’s all she wanted…to hear her name coming out of your lips, the needy, broken tone. she groaned, her tongue slowly picking up speed, her hands gripping your hips to keep you in place. “think you can take my fingers too? hm? tell me.” she mumbled, looking up at you.

you moaned before nodding quickly

she groaned at your reaction, “use your words…you have to beg for it.” she said, still moving her tongue at a fast rhythm, her eyes dark and blown out as she looked up at you, taking in the perfect sight before her.

"yes.. yes please fuck me caitlin.." you moaned out and it isnt until she slowly pumps her middle finger into your cunt, that you feel the coil in your stomach on the verge of snapping

"ooohhh fuck.. oh god just like that." you moaned out as she added another finger

she pumped her fingers in and out of you, enjoying the way your thighs clenched around her face as she brought you to your climax "you gonna come for me?" she muttered against your core

"mmhm yeah.. fuck im so close" you rambled before she sped up her actions, pushing you closer to the edge

her eyes darkened at the way how close you sounded, how wrecked she was making you feel. she curled her fingers, pumping them quickly , enjoying the way you squirmed under her touch. “come for me” she demanded, eyes trained on your face

"oh my god-" you moaned out as you came undone on her tongue, her fingers not slowing, instead helping you ride out your high

she watched you come undone, slowly bringing you back down to earth. once she knew you were done, she slowly pulled back, a small smirk appearing on her face as she took in your now wrecked expression. “you okay?”

you took a shaky breath fluttering your eyes back open.. "yeah.. holy shit" you managed to get out

she let out a small chuckle, slowly standing back up until she towered over you again. she bit her lip, her eyes slowly raking over your body before coming back up to your face. “you look fucked out…I did that.” she said with a cocky smirk.

you rolled my eyes "no way thats what you have to say after that."

she chuckled softly "i should get back out there, my team and.. connor.. are probably wondering where i went.." she said sighing

you narrowed your eyes before reluctantly pulling your dress back up your body "yeah you should.."

"you owe me though" she mumbled "give me your phone"

you furrowed your brows before unlocking your phone and handing it to her. she quickly typed in her number, adding her contact, her name simply said 'cait'

she helped zip up your dress before throwing her sweatshirt back on and walking out of the stall, where ironically she went to fix her hair and you your outfit.

"text me yeah?" she spoke up suddenly, turning to you

"yeah.. yeah i will" you said before she smiled and nodded before walking out of the bathroom. you smiled to yourself before walking out a few minutes after her to meet back up with jess.

lord knows you slept real good that night

[sturnihoelo]

Off Screen

summary: chris and his brothers are live streaming them playing video games, but you are getting impatient.

*a text from matt*

going live in 10 minutes. hop on the game.

“ok yall ready?” “yeah” “chris?” “uh yeah im ready”

*matt starts stream*

me and chris discussed where i would be while they stream since im chris’ secret. his face cam doesnt show his bed so thats where i planned to stay. but he looked too damn good playing that game.

im laying on his side of the bed in an oversized shirt (its basically a dress) and a black lace thong. i watched him for about 30 minutes before i lost control. as chris got more into the game, the more needy i got. his grunts and aggressive tapping drove me crazy. he would look back at me every so often to make sure i was okay. *chris mutes and turns around* “u okay baby?” “fine.” i say in a whiney tone. my hand finds its way down to my throbbing heat. i start rubbing slow circles on my swollen clit. i was trying so hard not to moan or make a sound. i do NOT want chris to find out i was touching myself to him playing games with his brothers, live for thousands of people to see.

chris looks back at me and motions for me to come sit next to him out of frame. i get up and pull up a chair that was across the room. i stop and admire how good he looks while the light from the computer screen lights up his face in the dark room. i place the chair down and sit. chris looks me up and down and bites his lip. he places a hand on my thigh, and i squirm. *he mutes again* “you sure ur alright?” i just nod. he smirks and goes back to the game.

i stare at his hands on the keyboard. clicking aggressively. i get lost in my head and just imagine his fingers inside of me and all of the things he could do to me. i get up and walk to the kitchen to get a drink of water to clear my mind. i didnt realize that a wet stain was left on the chair for chris to see… i get back to his room and im greeted with chris standing right by the door. “whats getting you all worked up? you thought i wouldnt notice huh?” “such a fucking slut.” he grabs me by my arm and pins me up against the wall. “you want to be such a needy little slut, ill treat you like one.” he says in a lustful and dark voice. he walks back to his chair and acts like he just came back from the bathroom. i follow him back to my seat and chris immediately starts rubbing on my clit.

“chris wtf ur literally throwing the game” “cmon bruh” “sorry”

i sneak under his desk and present myself in his lap. i have to be really careful and not reveal myself. i tug at his waistband and expose his cock. i gently lick the tip before going deeper. chris pushes on my head subtlety before pushing me away. “your gonna make me cum.” he pushes me away and i make my way back to the chair.

“are u sure ur okay u keep fuckin up” “yeah im fine idk whats going on. i think i might hop off soon” “lame. matt im gonna come to your room” chris turns off his mic and camera before disconnecting.

“what the fuck did i tell you.” “i asked you to sit on the bed and you cant even do that.” “get on your knees.” i obey his orders and get on my knees, taking off my shirt. he pulls out his cock before opening my mouth and shoving his length down my throat. “fuck chris” i moan out while choking on his dick. “what did you say mama? i cant hear you.” he starts bobbing my head harder into his groin. “mmmm fuck” “get on the bed.” “all fours mama.” i crawl onto the edge of the bed as chris smacks my ass, leaving bright red handprints. “you want to act like a slut” he pushes his whole length into me, “you get treated like one.” he starts pounding into me at full force, giving me no time to adjust to his size. “ffuuuuucckckkkk” i say separated with each hard thrust into me. “chris im gonna.. im i” i say breathy. “whats that mama?” he says while smacking my ass. “speak up.” “im gonna cum! fuck!” he starts rubbing on my clit and thrusting even harder into me. “chris!” “let go for me mama” i release all over him and soak the bed. “oh fuck baby. keep making those pretty noises, your gonna make me cum” chris moans. i moan recklessly as he whimpers and whines into my cunt just before cumming. “fuck im gonna cum.” he holds me down before releasing his load. still thrusting into me slightly. he falls onto my back, kissing me gently down my spine. he pulls out and watches the cum drip from inside of me. “fuck baby. ur so good to me.”

*text from matt*

i had to stop the stream because of you😐ur so fucking gross.

“shit baby.” “what?” “you were being too loud. ill be right back. stay here mama” chris goes upstairs into the kitchen to get something to drink. nick comes down from his room. “you really couldnt have waited until later? i could hear you guys from My room. stop being so horny… especially when we are LIVE.” “yeah thats my fault” “chat wasnt too happy…” “what did they say?” “i think youll find out.” nick walks over to the couch.

“fuck” chris says under his breath. he goes back down to his room with a pepsi and a glass of water. “here u go baby” “is everything okay?” i ask with a worried look on my face. “yeah everythings fine…” he looks at the giant wet stain on his bed. “ill change the sheets, you go watch something on the tv.”

[glitterjay]

— spelling

⭒ head (f. receiving), club, mention of alcohol, afab!reader, strangers, suggestive content mdni!

⭒ c's note: i apologize for not continuing lover boy or enemies to lovers, i haven't had the creativity to continue the stories :( take this drabble as my apology

⭒ taglist: @hollyoongs @moon7jay @wondipity @fertilizedtoesw @kwiwin @jaylaxies @americanojake

reblogs help me a lot and are very much appreciated!

you frowned when the waiter placed a drink in front of you. to be completely honest, you didnt feel like drinking at all, going to the club to simply keep your mind off your hectic life. when he saw your confused expression, he pointed to a guy sitting a few seats away from you, saying it was on him.

it took the stranger some time to approach you, noticing you hadn’t touched your drink at all. “i don’t blame you,” he spoke, taking the empty chair next to you. “it’s a harsh world. i wouldn’t trust a random drink either.”

you laughed slightly, still playing with the straw that came with the cup. "why bother, then?" "it was worth a shot."

he had introduced himself as heeseung. he said he was there because his friends had dragged him along but had left him alone for some hookups. he was a nice guy and incredibly handsome. the black button-down that he was wearing made his jaw look sharper and also helped the lights to glow on his face.

he caught you staring as you both talked, but he wouldn't admit it. in fact, he liked it when you lost your senses while staring right at his lips and apologizing for not hearing what he was saying. he knew he was handsome.

he had to admit you were quite stunning yourself. the dress you were wearing only added to your beautiful appearance. he was a gentleman about it, sneaking compliments here and there. if you were completely honest, the nice words were boosting your ego.

"say, heeseung, your friends are here to hook up, but i don't see you trying to find someone."

"oh, i did. it's up to her if she want to hook up or not."

-

and that's how you ended up guiding heeseung and his car to your house. it took him five seconds to have your back against the wall as he stared you down with hungry eyes.

you were fast to grab the collar of his shirt, pulling his lips to yours to close the gap. he tasted like gum mixed with alcohol. your lips, on the other hand, tasted like the watermelon lip gloss you were wearing.

-

everything got heated in a matter of minutes. you had dragged heeseung to your room, where he invited you to sit on his face. he was pretty straight forward, which made you blush furiously, but it made him giggle.

"put all your weight down."

"what if i suffocate you?"

heeseung grabbed your thighs and pushed them down, forcing you to sit directly on his face. one of your hands went directly to the headboard of your bed for support as the other pulled on heeseung's hair.

he was experienced, tongue moving deliciously around every corner of your core, tasting all of you. his strong arms rocked your hips back and forth, making your clit hit his nose. you were in heaven.

the way he was licking your folds had you seeing stars already, but the way he was moving was quite familiar. You realized every lick was tracing something, like a letter.

H E E S E U N G, he spelled.

it drove you crazy thinking how he was somehow marking his name on you. you rocked your hips faster along his face, feeling the knot on your stomach tighten. heeseung noticed you were close by the way your walls clenched around his tongue fucking you.

his right hand reached your clit, rubbing fast circles. your thighs closed on his head, almost suffocating him. you tried to get up, but his arms were holding you still. you started to doubt if heeseung was even breathing at this point.

every thought was long gone when you reached your orgasm, letting your juices free all over his face. it was then when heeseung loosened his grip on your thighs and you were able to get off him, plopping right next to his body.

"already tired? baby, im not even done yet."

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[inbabylontheywept]

xc lends itself to stories well because it has all the weird overlapping insanities of group dynamics and hypoxia and Male Bonding and definitely a little bit of masochism.

and for my second xc story in like a week, we used to do this run down to the local public pool in the summers of hs because the temp was like, 110-115. fucking bastard heat. and this one girl had The Audacity to wear this extremely normal and fine two piece swimsuit that showed approximately a half inch of waist and a bellybutton. this of course was a mortal insult to one particular group of mormons who were so scandalized that they talked to the coach who in turn talked to the group about how Someone Wore a Two Piece Swimsuit and it made Some People very uncomfortable and that the dress code was now one piece swimsuits. and of course the poor girl was absolutely mortified.

now, the varsity were actually really good people in general, but one of them, who i shall name RJ, was just awesome. that sonofabitch could run like a 14:00 5k, but he still had this big ol potbelly, and he was the only person i knew who didnt get nauseous after running. the absolute brainfuck of running in the 110 degree heat along the canals, just struggling to breathe, and then getting smoked by this potbelled toothpick eating a bag of flaming hot cheetoes is just hard to understate. hed go up into the stands during track and buy hotdogs. just a legend. fuck that guy, but you know, in the way where im really just jealous of him.

anyway, RJ took genuine offense to this girl being called out for her totally normal swimsuit so when the next public pool run came around he showed up in a speedo. and it was the xc hivemind thing, where we all knew if we could just, somehow, keep the coach from noticing this guy until we actually pulled out and started running down the block, we were golden. so me and a bunch of other guys gathered around him like the secret service, and we did our stretches, got ready and left, and then RJ, being the beautiful majestic man muffin that he is, popped his shirt off, ran directly to the front of the mormon group, and proceeded to give himself the most brutal wedgie i can describe. practically stretched the speedo over his shoulders. you couldnt get a clearer vision of this mans ass with the hubble telescope.

so the mormon group tried to pass him, which was like stupid of them - nobody passed RJ unless they were willing to piss blood. they tried, they tried so hard to get around him and avoid the blaring eyewatering burn of this mans ghost white ass, but it didnt work, so they tried slowing down which is also something RJ could do indefinitely so eventaully they just kind of gave up and tried not to notice the extremely noticable hairy white butt camped in front of them for the entire three mile run to the pool.

the coach did notice about halfway through the run, but by then there wasnt much he could do. we argued very eloquently between panting and coughing and generally suffering that a speedo is, in fact, a one piece swimsuit, and thus the letter of the law had been fulfilled. id say, i dunno, maybe a hundred of us argued the case.

surprisingly, there was no follow up conversation banning speedos. RJs disapproval of the ban wouldve been enough, but the speedo underlined it in red a few times and at the next run to the pool, several other girls wore tankinis and nobody said shit.

(RJ told me if they had, the next run to the pool wouldve just been him winnie-the-poohing it, and i almost dont doubt it.)

[papaya-twinks]

hi i saw your request open uhm can i have lando angst? tysm! 🫶🏻

soo maybe lando meet someone new while he was travelling with his friends without you, and at first he didnt even want to admit that he already falls for her bc he still wants you and maybe this is just a phase

but ofc you notice that he is acting weird lately so you confront him or you found out by yourself 😔

Warnings: Brief Smut, Angst, Cheating

Pairing: Lando Norris x fem!reader

There was no doubt in saying that you trusted Lando. With your entire heart. He was an amazing and loving boyfriend, and he loved you as well. 

Y/N’s POV

Lando had left yesterday for his Grand Prix, I couldn’t go with him unfortunately, I had to deal with the stupidity that was work. Of course, I’d watch my boyfriend on the TV, I wouldn’t miss his race for the world. Lando meant an awful lot to me after all, and oh how glad I was that he reciprocated those feelings!

Lando’s POV 

I didn’t mean to fall for her. I’m not talking about Y/N. I mean Miura. I don’t even know how I did it - she’s nothing compared to my girlfriend, but there was something about her that was almost enticing. Max had introduced her to me and she was  one of Pietra’s friends, not that I cared. And she definitely felt the same way. It was just a phase clearly. 

Y/N was the one I loved. She was the one I’d message every night and every morning, she was the one I wanted. My phone dinged, interrupting my plethora of questions and my train of thoughts, as I picked up the device. It was Max, again. He wanted to hang out before the party. Miura would be there. She shouldn’t have even been the part that broke me and made me want to go. I should have gone for my best mate, not her. 

Third Person POV

Lando ended up choosing a simple yet sophisticated outfit, a plain white shirt, three buttons undone at the top and a pair of black dress trousers, with a few chains and rings. And as soon as he got there, the first person he locked eyes with? Miura. And she looked gorgeous, a slim black dress hugging her curves. Fuck, Y/N looked better, you had the same dress, but it hugged your body and showed you off way more than it did for the girl in front of him. 

Lando’s POV 

I missed Y/N - I wish she’d have come with me. We would’ve spent the whole night together, partying, grabbing drinks, then I’d fuck her pretty little pussy, have her writhing and begging for an orgasm. She’d look so gorgeous, y’know, taking my cock. She always does. So fuck knows genuinely, fuck knows, how I ended up back in some random ass hotel, my clothes dumped somewhere and Miura pressed against me.

I felt like I wanted it. Like I wanted her. But I couldn’t get the thoughts out my head, I wished it was Y/N, I couldn’t imagine anyone except her, beneath me, taking me so well. Miura’s moans weren’t anything on the pretty sounds that came from my pretty girl. What the fuck was this? Where was my own girlfriend? This was a mistake. “Miura, I can’t,” I said, pulling out of her quickly as she frowned, her feeling fading quickly at the loss of contact.

“Lando, what d’you mean? You don’t want this?” she asked, trying to push me back into her. “No, I have a girlfriend,” I frowned, pushing her away lightly and picking up my clothes. “What?” her sugary tone immediately faded. “Fuck her, Lando,” she said, fixing her mistake, but I was no longer interested. “Rather her than you,” I said, the spite in my voice was evident. And I meant it. I thought I could just pretend it never happened, Y/N didn’t need to know.

Y/N’s POV

I was really confused when Lando came back. Usually he’d come back, exhausted, body limp from all the things he’d been up to, and he’d let me wrap my arm round him. I’d hold him and let him tell me everything, and I’d let him fuck the stress out. It was like a continuous cycle. But he didn’t do that. He didn’t even…acknowledging me.

Maybe the race had been stressful, I wouldn’t know, not being a driver and I didn’t want to make assumptions. “Lando, baby, are you alright?” I asked, walking quietly into her room. He jumped, really violently, looking up at me. “Y-yeah, I’m fine, Y/N, please leave,” he said, slamming his phone down. What the fuck? This was suspicious, now. Not even confusing anymore.

Lando’s POV

I felt horrible. She looked so hurt, and somewhat suspicious. She had every right to be. “Lando? Are you talking to someone?” she asked slowly. I was talking to Martin, yes. “Martin,” I muttered, not even looking her in the eye. “About?” she asked, no, demanded. This was one of the things I found so attractive about her. She’d have such…power, to get what she wanted. It was hot. “Stuff,” I said, wow, what an answer.

“Alright,” she rolled her eyes, turning around to leave. I couldn’t stop myself. “Y/N,” I said, making her stop, “I fucked someone,”. The silence was deafening. It was almost like I could feel her heart drop. “What?” she asked quietly, her strong faced faltering as her eyes widened in disbelief. “I…Y/N, you heard me,” I said, I couldn’t bring myself to say it. Not to Y/N.

Y/N’s POV

“Lando, that’s a funny joke,” i laughed, frowning at my boyfriend. “I…I wish it was,” he muttered not meeting my eyes. “W-wow, Lando,” I said, not having any words. There was silence. “Was it good?” I asked, making him look up. “What?” he asked, frowning slightly. “Was it good? Did she…feel good?” I asked, genuinely curious. “No. No one could feel as good as you,” he said, truthfully. “Okay,” I said. “Y/N, please don’t leave, it was a mistake-,” I cut him off. “Oh, a mistake,” I said, and for a second, he believed I was forgiving him.

“Let me go fuck Max then,” I snorted, his face falling. I felt bad for him. But he cheated. He deserved it. No matter how much he apologised. I felt like I deserved better. “You deserve better,” he said, echoing my thoughts. “I know,” I said, turning away. “So much better,” he continued, “more than I can even dream to give you,”. I didn’t say anything. “Loved it til it ended, Lando. Although I’m not sure it ended for you,”.

Lando’s POV

Those words hurt. I deserve it. I don’t deserve anything. Especially not Y/N.

[babyisa1]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ taxi shenanigans/ BILL

warnings: smut, fingering, little angst in the beginning (not concerning bill), public sex ig, no p in v but mention of it

7:32pm

you and bill locked arms, walking out of an event as the cold night air hit you both. paparazzi swarmed around you, pushing cameras in your faces and bombarding you with questions. the lights flashed so quickly you could barely see where you were going as you attempted to cover your face with your purse.

bill taught you to ignore them to avoid a scandal and you always listened, afterall you didnt want to damage his career in any way.

however just as you thought you were going to get to the taxi that pulled up infront of you both, a bright flash came from underneath you. someone had just taken a picture of underneath your dress. you whip your head around, facing one of the middle aged paparazzi with a smug grin on his face.

„get away from me you sick fuck!“ you spat, pointing your finger into his chest and loosening yourself from bills grip. you feel your blood boil as your free hand tightens into a fist, watching the man chuckle in response. „not here baby, lets get to the taxi first“ bill ushers lovingly, slightly confused as to what has happened.

the sound of his voice calms you a little as you turn your gaze towards him, a warm smile spread across his face. you sigh out, nodding.

you hold bills arm again as he leads you through the crowd, pushing through before climbing into the backseat of the taxi while an assistant held the door open. you climb in after him, slumping on the seat and groan as soon as the door is closed. luckily the car had tinted windows, so you and bill had a bit more privacy.

bill places his hand on your thigh, gently rubbing it. „what happened back there love? usually youre so calm with paparazzi“ bill questions while leaning over to put your seatbelt on. you groan, muttering german curses under your breath as you rub your temple in frustration. „i was calm! but then some sicko photographed under my dress and i lost it, i cant take it anymore i-” your rant was broken off by your shaky breath as a hot tear escapes from your eye. you let out a chocked sob, turning away from bill out of embarrassment.

„hey hey its okay baby“ bill responds, turning you to face him. „i can get my lawyer to look into this, to prevent it from getting to the public“ bill cooes, his finger cupping your cheek as he wipes your tears. „how does that sound, hm?“ bill suggests calmly, even though he was furious on the inside. he was not going to let that fucker get off easliy for upsetting you, and for daring to photograph something so private. but, despite his anger, he remained calm infront of you in a way to comfort you.

you sniffle, nodding slightly as the car begins to drive off. „airelles chateau hotel please“ bill tells the driver as you lean your head on his shoulder, feeling him rub your arm softly.

about 10 minutes into the drive, bill reaches for the divider between the backseat and the front part, pulling it upwards and closing it. you notice this, lifting your head and looking towards bill in confusion. he sends you a suggestive smirk, before tightening his grip on your thigh and planting open mouthed kisses on your neck.

„let me make you feel better, okay?“ he muffles inbetween kisses, stroking your hair away from your neck to gain more access. you breath out, sinking into the feeling of bills sloppy kisses on your sweet spot, just below your ear. you almost give in, but you come to your senses and push bills chest away slightly.

„bill! not here, what about the driver?“ you whisper, adjusting yourself in your seat again. „cmon baby.. you just have to be quiet“ bill pleads as he grips your thighs and slides you over towards him, latching his mouth back on your neck. you knew it was risky, but fuck. it felt soo good, and bill knew exactly how to touch you to make you give in.

his fingers hook around the straps of your dress, pulling them down to reveal your perky breasts. they bounce slightly from the release, nipples hardening from the sudden wave of cold air. bill groans lowly at the sight, leaning down and wrapping his lips around one, while fondling the other with his soft fingers.

you gasp loudly, causing bill to halt his movements. „ah ah ah.. keep quiet or you’ll get nothing“ he whispers as you felt his hot breath against your nipple, which was glistening wet in his saliva.

you nod feverishly, snaking your hand up behind his neck and pushing him into you again. he chuckles against your tits, sucking harshly on your pink bud. you loll your head back against the head rest as bills hand snakes towards your thighs, pushing them apart gently.

you subconsciously open your legs more for him and his fingers draw soft circles on your skin, incredibly close to where you needed him most. he detatches his lips from you breast to gaze at your face as he firmly presses his thumb against your clothed cunt. you whimper quietly, biting your lip hard to prevent any moans from spilling out. a devilish grin was plastered on bills face as he rubs slow circles on your clit, watching your face contort into pleasure.

after a few moments he stops, causing you to snap your eyes open in confusion. before you could protest, he pulls your panties to the side and glides his fingers through your drenched folds. „fuuckk.. youre so wet baby“ bill breaths out, his pants tightening at the feeling.

he slides two of his digits into your hole, his muscle memory kicking in as they curl deliciously against that gummy spot inside you. you hand flies towards the grip on the door as your other one covers your mouth, muffling any moans that you couldnt help but let out.

you lift your hips, grinding down against his fingers to meet his harsh thrusts. your knuckles turn white as your grip on the door handle tightens, your breathing becoming heavier from the intense pleasure. „such a good girl.. keeping quiet for me“ bill praises, attacking your neck with kitten licks. he knew it was best to keep quiet, but for some reason he wasnt satisfied that you were able to handle it so well. so, he angles his fingers differently the moment you grind down on them, shooting a wave of pleasure through you.

you moan shakingly, your jaw hanging low as bills eyes widen in excitment. suddenly, you hear a knock on the divider. „is everything all right back there? i thought i heard something“ the driver exclaims as your eyes dart towards bills. he nods with a smirk, indicating for you to answer. you take a deep breath in as his fingers continued to work on you, causing soft squelching noises.

„uuhm yeah- were just -fuck- playing a game on our phones!“ you manage to blurt out, and to your surprise the driver bought it. you paid your attention back to his digits pumping inside you, your body coated in a thin sheen of sweat.

„mmm“ you moan lowly as you feel your orgasm approach. bill notices this, crashing his lips onto yours and darting his tounge into your mouth, lapping his wetness around yours. your hips shudder and your knees touch eachother as the warm wave of your orgasm washes over you, cumming hard on his fingers.

you moan into his mouth, muffling the sounds slipping out of you as bill pulls his fingers out. you slump back on your seat, jaw hung low as you relish your pleasure. he chuckles, rubbing your sides lovingly as he adjusts your dress properly.

„you feel better baby?“ he questions while placing a soft kiss on your nose. „mm..yeah, much better“ you smile tiredly, stroking the hair away that stuck on your face. before you could collect yourself, the car stops. „were here sir“ the driver announces as bill pulls the divider back down, thanking him.

you open the door, stumbling as your feet meet the ground, your knees almost giving in. bill giggles at the effect he has on you before wrapping his arm around your shoulder, guiding you to the hotel entrance. he grabs your hand, firmly placing it on the buldge in his pants. your eyes widen as you turn towards him, catching him staring at you lustfully.

„do you feel that? lets fix it when we get to our room, hm?“

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

finally i wrote a bill smut >-< (this was lowk based on a dream i had a few days ago lol)

[midnightblues444]

Meanie weanie |

Executive Ran x executive! Reader

Summary: after years of banter you've learnt not to take anything that Ran Haitiani says seriously, but cant help but wonder when the jokes end

Tags: smut with plot, workplace romance,

Sorry for being so inactive guys!! But here's a little thing

The cool evening breeze softly decorates your skin with goosebumps. The balcony you found refuge on is mostly empty, guests spaced out in huddles of conversation while you gingerly sip on a sweet cocktail.

"Mind if I join you there darlin?" the voice is male, annoying, you can tell as he saunters closer. You raise your brows without a word, raising your glass to your lips.

"So, you here with anyone?" He tries to be smooth

"No actually" you mumble, rubbing your slightly cold arms

"Ah so what brings you here then if not a date?"

"Business, its my company's event, so not really here for fun" your sips turn to gulps, you want this conversation to end

"Ah cmon theres room for a little fun right?" He shoots again, with a loopy grin

"Well I was having some fun before you showed up" you give him a look, turning to face him with as much annoyance you can muster. The offence paints his face as he prepares to say something else.

"Ohh ouch, she got you there man" the familiar sound of Ran Haitianis deep voice,of course, as if he just appeared. The man huffs, embarrassed to say anything else, you motion with your hands for him to shoo and glare before he leaves.

Ran turns to you with a pleased look on his face.

"You're so mean miss (name), it's hot"

You take a sip and glare at him over the rim of your glass, Ran Haitiani, your fellow executive who knows no bounds, hes beautiful unfortunately...tall, not too slender, with sleepy lilac eyes, tonight his dress shirt clings by his shoulders and his sleeves are rolled halfway up his forearm, revealing his tattoo.

Hes a flirt, a reputable man whore, you've tried to stay away from romantically. Being cautious not to fuck your colleague even though hes as fuckable as this. Although youve been testing your luck with some flirting, harmless banter, you call it.

"your dance card full?" He grins,

"Yes actually, theres a line of gentlemen waiting for my hand" you sigh giving your voice an exaggerated trill, putting your glass down

He grins wider, taking your hand in his, like a victorian gentleman, "then they'll have to wait longer hmm?"

Dancing with Ran felt like one of those moments where you catch yourself thinking he might genuinely like you. That the flirty banter is laced with hidden feelings hes scared to admit,

Its in the way his eyes never leave your own, his hand on the small of your back guiding you to the music, he doesn't make awkward small talk instead he makes fun of some poor passersbys and you laugh quietly trying to not make it obvious your laughing at a target.

It's nice, until the the songs over and Yuki,a woman from the company's catering service asks to steal him from you, just for a moment of course, forcing you to leave the dancefloor.

Hes not yours, you know that much, but cant ignore the feeling you get in your stomach when you notice his hand placement , finding yourself stomping back to your hotel room. Its moments like these where you hate company trips, wishing you could be in your own bed sulking for as long as you pleased.

You exit the elevator, deciding to take your heels off before continuing on. Sudedenly hearing your name get called from behind you. Ran, once again just appearing. You roll your eyes as he gets closer.

"Why'd you go?" He tries to hide that hes panting

"Did you take the stairs?" You avoid his question

"Elevator was occupied." hes quick "whyd you go?"

"Just felt like it"

He gives you a look, he doesn't buy it

"I mean...I'm pretty tired and Yuki came so I just didnt feel like standing there and if I went back to our table, the rest of the guys would probably tease me about us dancing together- and I really am not in the mood for that and... why are you looking at me like that"

Hes staring at you, no, hes gazing between your eyes and lips. Hes amused, grinning. "Jealousy makes you look super kissable" he smiles

"Stop just saying nonsense" you correct him rolling your eyes

"I never just say anything miss (name)" he steps closer

You huff in disbelief, looking away, when his hand suddenly on your chin turns you to face him "stay still, and ask me to kiss you"

Your breath hitches, you stare at him and then his lips, your heart races. You know hes being serious and this is now a moment of truth.

"Kiss me then Haitaini"

He grins so hard you feel it deep into the kiss, he kisses you tenderly, his fingers tracing your jaw and cheeks. Your hands gently hold his wrists, yet find themselves around his neck as it deepens.

You feel dizzy when you pull away, breathless, eyes opening slowly, "shall we move then" you sigh, with a gentle chuckle he laughs too.

In your room, he can barely stop kissing you, groaning onto your mouth, through the door to the edge of the bed.

You begin unbuttoning his dress shirt, discarding it. You kiss his chest and neck while undoing his belt. He gets out of the pants, and is left in just his black boxers.

You push him so that hes laying back on the matress, watch me, you wordlessly command. turning so he can unzip the dress. You slip the straps off each shoulder and let the thing fall down to your ankles, watching how his bulge grows.

You unclip your bra, and slip out of your panties. Hes jerking himself breathless, as you climb over him. Sitting cutely on his dick, you grind your hips teasingly as he groans, you kiss him boldly now, continuing grinding, you can tell he can barely focus by the way he sighs deeply.

You suck hickies onto his skin, and begin guiding him inside you, finally sinking down completely, you both let out a drawled "fuck". As you begin to bounce, desperate to keep the friction.

He chuckles at your whines, bringing one hand to thumb at your clit roughly and the other to take charge of the pace, thrusting upwards to your spot almost desperately.

He moans your name so sweetly each time you clamp down on him. And you feel your brain go to mush at how deep inside you he reaches, filling you up so good, your moans being paired with the sound of skin slapping.

"You drive me crazy" he says, and he means it, his thrusts get messier as he gives give you more,

"so close" you gasp, before you realise it your coil snaps, you arch at the way he doesn't stop and keeps fucking you through it. He finishes soon after you, groaning out curses, you feel his dick spluttering release and it dripping down your thighs.

Your panting as you come down, slowly, laying on him before feeling him turn you over. Climbing over you with his signature grin

"I'm not done with you sweetheart"

[jackmanbj]

crazy 4 you

summary: you and jack go out on a date, you have a male waiter that’s obviously flirting with you, he make it his mission to put a stop to it.

“JACK!” you yelled to jack from the bedroom.

jack came running up the stairs to find two outfits on the bed with shoes under them.

“which outfit?” “uhh the second one probably.” “ok stinka, give me 30 minutes to get dressed.”

jack gave you a kiss before jogging back down the stairs.

after around 47 minutes you were dressed and satisfied with the way your outfit came out so you started heading downstairs.

jack seen you and immediately sighed.

“your going to get cold and im not giving you my jacket this time ‘cause this happens every time, go get a jacket mamas.”

“no, a jacket it going to mess up my outfit!”

“your not getting mine babe.” “fine, i wont be cold anyway.”

you and jack got to the restaurant and as soon as you walked in very cold air hit your arms.

you immediately started shriving and holding your arms.

“jack its cold!” “mamas you don’t listen, didnt i tell you bring your jacket ’cause it would be cold?”

“but..can i use yours?”

you looked up at jack with the best puppy eyes you could get out while he simply sighed and slid his jacket off to give you.

“next time your not getting it.”

“ok jackie.”

the waiter came over to seat you both.

you and jack sat across from each other and started looking at the menu.

“jack baby what are you getting?” “uhm probably a steak, what about you?”

“first you need sides baby, and i’ll get the steak, green beans, and a potato.”

“oh, can you pick for me i really dont know what i want.” “jack if you dont know what you want how can i pick for you?” “ill get the same thing as you and can you oder for me?”

“ok my big baby.”

jack laughed a little and looked back at you, he was just staring while you looked at your phone.

you picked your head up to ask jack a question.

“why are you staring? do i have something on my face?” “no baby your just so pretty.”

jack reached over the table and took your face in his hands while you kissed his palm.

“love you stink.” “love you more pretty girl.”

jack took his hands away when the waiter came over.

“hello my name is jay, ill be your waiter today do you both know what you’ll take to drink?”

“uhm i’ll have a water and he’ll have a dr. pepper please.”

“ok do you know what you want to eat or should i come back pretty girl?”

jack looked at you to see if you noticed what he called you.

you shot a quick look back at jack but quickly went to answer the waiter.

“uhm we’ll both have a steak with a side of green beans and potato.”

“will that be all for you?” “yes that will be all.”

“ok mamas i’ll be back with your drink.”

the waiter left and all you and jack could do was look at each other with confusion all on your face.

“did he just flirt with you right in front of me..?”

“uhm i think so babe.. maybe he was just being nice, its ok.”

“that was more then nice baby but whatever.”

the waiter came back with you and jacks drinks, when he handed you the drink he slightly grassed you hand while smiling at you while he roughly, almost slammed jacks drink with a grin.

the waiter left again and all jack could do was look at you and you could tell he was pissed.

jack got up out his seat “come sit next to me, your sitting in because that shits not happening again.”

you quickly got up seeing how upset your husband was and went to sit where he told you to.

you sat and jack came and sat next to you.

jack got on his phone and started texting urban while you were laying your head in his chest.

after a couple minutes jay came back with your food and you reached out for the food but jack pushed your hand away lightly not wanting you to touch the waiter again.

“why you hiding that pretty girl?” “man i will really fuck you up.” the waiter chuckled and put the food on the table before walking away.

you placed your hands on his face just as he did you earlier.

“jack baby please, this is supposed to be a nice calm date for just us two, dont let him get to you baby boy please, ‘cause i’ve been in to many public fights, these white people are going to think you started fighting because some of my black rubbed off on you.” you joked and kissed his nose making him laugh.

“whatever baby, but if he tried that dumb shit again ain’t no sorry or walking away.”

“ok baby.”

you let go of jack and the waiter came back to check on everything.

“hows it going pretty girl?”

you seen jack ball his fist up so you quickly held his arm down as best you could and jack just looked at the waiter walk away laughing.

“nah fuck that, who would you hold me?”

“i dont want anything to happen to you baby.”

jack look around, you both were sitting at a table which had a window so jack was looking out the window when he seen the waiter sitting outside.

"i’ll be back babe im going to the bathroom.”

“ok jackie.”

you watch jack walk off ‘to the bathroom’ but after a few minutes you looked outside to see jack fighting the waiter.

you damn near jumped up out the seat and ran as fast as you could to go stop jack.

“JACKMAN THOMAS HARLOW!”

jack looked back at you for a second the went back to fighting.

you seen a man buffer then jack and asked hun to pull jack off.

the man went over to jack and lifted him on his feet while jack damn near punched the dude.

you went over to jack and pulled him by his ear into the restaurant to pay.

“cannot believe you.”

you let go of jack and went into his pocket to get his wallet.

you ended up having to pay at the front because of the incident.

you left out the restaurant before jack and went to the car while jack was following behind you.

“jack unlock the door.” you said pulling on the car door.

jack unlocked it before getting into the car and seeing how mad you were.

“babe you cant be mad at me right now, it wasn’t even my fault.”

“jack im mad because you told me you were going to the bathroom and i looked out a window and you were beating somebodys ass, then i told you not to fight, and you fought.”

jack sighed and started driving to pandora.

“why are you bringing me to the shopping center?”

“‘cause the only way your spoiled ass not gon’ be bad at me is if i get you something.”

“glad you know stink.”

[dilfhos]

TRAINRIDE

#!WHO; DABI x fem!READER

A! i hope u ignore this cus its stupid but I think dabi/touya being a total scum to huge endeavor fan reader should be a thing

+ (i added my twist to it; at the time this was sent, i was on my dc shit heavy and id already started it)

#!CW: deadoves!n0nc0n, dirty talk, degradation, humiliation, implied exhibitionism, gaslighting, touya arc if you squint real close! dabi has dick piercings bc i said so

tagging: @mostlyheinous @scariusaquarius @dabislittlemouse @nyx--knacks @the-grimm-writer @ectologia

Dabi hated taking public transportation, especially now.

It subjected him to having to conceal his identity for one, blending into the fleeting crowds with dark, long clothing. It didn’t bother him as much had it been any other time, one where he wasn’t on constant guard or easily irritated by familiar phrases and his face.

Dabi only gave a quick glance to the glass behind him, eyeing the way his big hood hung low on his head, hand deep into his trench pocket as the other supported his balance. He drew his hood lower at the glance from a man on his left.

The train eased to a stop and the doors slid open as the crowd swarmed to bring in and send out more people. When the doors closed and the train began to move again, he found himself being thrown forward. A small yelp came from the woman in front of him, turned partially.

He was about to mumble something before his eyes made contact with what she was wearing.

Seeing that you were brazenly adorned in merchandise of the number one hero, he scrunched his nose up at the sight of your complimentary accessories before finally settling on your face. Preoccupied with your phone to notice his oggling, you shifted, body moving with the force of the train as it started moving.

Dabi didnt mean to look, but the subtle quake of your chest piqued his vision and he wished he wasn’t met with those same fucking eyes. How cringe you looked with the familiar navy phone-case you had on the back of your phone to match.

In fact, if Dabi wanted to, he’d stand there and count every one of Endeavor’s paraphernalia and the number could be well over three. You really walk around like that? Parading your favorite hero on your body like a fangirl poster.

He chuckled darkly before rolling his eyes. Yeah, you probably had one or two of them in your room that you fuck yourself to at night to boot.

The train was only a little crowded but not enough to fully obscure your body from his view. You were dressed in jeans, the denim pairing with a snug t-shirt that sculpted your chest perfectly under his gaze. On the back he could see the familiar bright flames. They were disgustingly familiar, completing the stoic features of the hero on the front.

“Endeavor, huh?” You finally glanced up, a bit surprised to find barely anyone on board at this point. A few men sat adjacent, some sleep, others occupied on their own devices and papers or simply dead in gaze as they awaited their respective stops.

Then him, of course.

Turning fully around you face the source of the comment and your heart began to hammer.

Under a subtle glance or two, he didn’t look too out of the ordinary. Dark pants, shoes and a coat on his back, he could’ve as easily passed for some unremarkable human being cold and exhausted from days events. However, under the certain proximity, you had a clear view of his face, unmistakably his metal-littered, scarred face and the dangerously piercing gaze to match.

You parted your lips but he held up a finger, silencing you before you could squeak a sound. He glanced around toward the few other occupants in the car, noting them to be of no significance until his eyes returned back to yours, the silent threat of impending danger weighing heavily in the air around you.

“Are you-are you going to kill me?” You finally said, voice sickeningly timid. Wide eyes peered up at him, height clearing yours as he slowly backed you towards the side of the car.

“He your favorite hero?” Dabi ignored your question, eyes flickering to your chest before his hand followed. You squeaked in surprise as he boldly placed his hand against your breast.

Jerking away, you prepare to to defend yourself when he gripped your wrist.

“To answer the question, I’m not gonna kill you. ‘M just gonna hurt you real bad though,” You’re spun before another word is uttered, the rattling of metal against wheels loud enough to drown your protests.

“Please don’t do this,” His hands were exploring your body, running up your thighs and cruelly pinching at the skin on your sides before settling on the hem of your jeans.

“Please don’t,” You whimpered shakily, meeting the villain’s eyes in the glass.

“I just feel like ya personally insulting me y’know?” He grunted over the sound of his belt clinking. His hand was back on your side now, nails digging into the meat of the exposed skin until drawing a wince.

Dabi shuffled forward until your hands were pressed against the wall of the train, steadying yourself. His other made quick work of yanking down your jeans until they rested around your thighs, panties on display before his hungry gaze.

“D-don’t. I’ll scream.” By now, you’d been reduced to a whimpering, teary-eyed mess, your frantic gaze shifting through the other riders for a witness to what was going on.

But they were all too preoccupied to care.

“Yeah, for who?” The passengers that did notice were the wrong ones.

You met the greedy eyes of the man closest to you and the way his own dropped down to your connected bodies. Dabi was quick to notice that and chuckled before leaning down toward your ear.

“Still your idol, doll? This is his society, you know? The one on your ridiculously, ugly top,” He snickered, his fingers hooking into the side of your panties.

Before you could cry out, his scarred hand clamped over your mouth at the same time as his cock breached your cunt. You tensed, nothing escaping you but a muffled gasp as he shoved himself past your tight ring of resistance. Your eyes were wide, peering back at you in the glass, reflecting off of the pain and horror present.

“Mm, so tight.” He licked the shell of your ear and you release a shuddering sob. He began a snappy, brutal pace, the thick cock dragging heavily through your dry walls. Every time he pulled away, you felt every vein, every metallic orb scraping against gummy insides.

He slammed back into you at the same time the train screeched over rusted tracks, grunting with every stroke, his thin hip bones snapping against your ass.

His grip was bruising as he held onto your waist, his wrist only flicking to push and pull you back onto his dick. His other hand remained pressed against your mouth to muffle your cries and moans. You reached behind to at least try and push him away, alleviate the grating pain he was causing but your attempts were laughable as he only slapped away your efforts.

Dabi sped up, stumbling forward until your front was pressed against the metal interior, body squished between hot and cool. The hand over your mouth dropped to hang loosely around your neck, tilting your head back to meet his. The hood over his head only served to make him all the more menacing with the shadow that casted over his grotesque features.

“What do you think Mr. Endeavor would say if he saw his biggest fan being defiled like this? Probably be disgusted huh? I mean, allowing a complete stranger to fuck you on public transportation.” Your eyes closed as you imagined the twisted look of repulsion on your favorite hero and the image brought you to more tears.

You hiccupped as he trailed fingers down in between your legs to brush against your clit, missing the way his grin widened at the way you suddenly tense up. You released a pained moan at the way your pussy clamped down on him.

“So sensitive,” He chuckled at the way you try and bite down your orgasm. He could feel you start to relax, your cunt pulsating around him as your juices started to slick him up.

Overhead, the sound of the loudspeaker crackling at the next stop had Dabi’s eyes glancing up, as if now aware of the time. Releasing you, his hand fell to your other hip where his blunt nails dug as his pace quickened.

“Stop’s coming up,” He mumbled. You didn’t really hear him though. You were busy trying not to give in to the way his cock was filling you up, the pain parting into pleasure, your juices beginning to fall and squish around his dick.

Your head hung low; you couldn’t even look at your reflection in the glass anymore, at the way your brows furrowed over glossy, blown eyes. The way your wet lips part to release silent moans. You were despicable. You couldn’t call yourself a fan of the great Endeavor anymore, not after this.

Not after him.

Dabi’s feet planted firmly, his hips suddenly stuttering to a halt. He was quick to conceal your squeal with his hand again as his dick twitched in your cunt. Your teary eyes widened as you felt warmth flooding you, too horrified to even move save for your trembles.

He was still going, slowly rutting his nut back into you with shallow strokes. It was only until you heard a chime overhead that he pulled away with a content sigh.

Dabi eyed the way his cum was beginning to seep down your thighs, dripping into your bunched up jeans and an idea formed in his head, one that had him grinning sadistically.

A moment later your trembling legs finally gave way allowing you to sink onto the floor.

He began to fix himself, adjusting the hood on his head. He threw a cocky salute to the man eyeballing him earlier and a final disgusted look down at those eyes on your shirt. He then shook his head with a forming smile, walking away and leaving you on the floor of the cold train. The whooshing of the doors were deafening in your ears as you looked up to greedy eyes.

Back at the hero agency, Endeavor’s phone lit up and a notification from an unknown number had his brows furrowed in confusion at the link. His scowl only deepened after further investigation.

DILFOS. do not plagiarize my content—current or archival.

[maryhadalittlehobby]

Recap of my experiences at the IWTV Premiere April 30, 2024

I found out about if from one of the most unlikiest sources. A person I thought was an even bigger fandom lurker than myself😅 I wasn't even gonna ask but I said fuck it, maybe they know someone who knows someone. And they did but said people were under ndas. Initially said they couldn't say but then last minute said they believe they knew where it was going to be.

I didn't say anything because 1) I didn't want them or their friend to get in trouble by spreading the info. 2) possibly spread misinfomation if that wasn't the place and 3) nobody asked lol

I thought I would just show up and see what I could see. In the past I have done this at a Walking Dead premiere. At that event it turned out that they had a lobby full of props that anyone could enter and take pics of. They even had walkers roaming around. Then the kicker-I got into that TWD premiere TICKETLESS by pure accident! So why not fuck around and find out again.

I put on a "closet cosplay" of Claudia in the upcoming yellow dress using all stuff I already owned and headed out.

I walked up to Mckittrick hotel, asked if there was a standby or waiting list but the person said they didnt know. There was a lot of important looking people surrounded with guards double checking lists and whatnot so I gave up that angle and loitered around with the other 15 or so fans who found the location too hoping to just see a glimpse of our favs.

Didn't have to wait to long as one by one they started showing up. The first one I noticed was Delainey and she slayed in that black sheer number. She was soft-spoken and a little shy but took her time and signed/took pictures with all the people who were there. Not sure if she knew I was cosplaying Claudia but she did compliment my contacts.

I had all my pics on motion video so if I didnt like the actual pic there was a few frames of vid to pick from as well. The actual video is a bonus! Too bad I can only link 1 video here but a lot of vids are on my IG in the highlight. Same name!

Then Sam came. As soon as he exited the car the wind blew his hair back and I lost my train of thought. He is pretty and his eyes are a lighter shade of blue than they look in pics. Also he is blonder! And so slim! The suit they had him in was a fun nod to vintage suits.

He too complimented my contacts! In the vid he is asking me questions about them but as soon as I take the pic another fan was yelling his name and grabbed his attentionl. Not mad lol I probably would have gotten less coherent the more I talked😅

Jacob showed up soon after-all smiles. What a cutey. He was damn near falling in the garbage they had us lowly non invites next to trying to contort this way and that to sign and take pics. Again-so small! And he too complimented my contacts😁 if the suit would have been properly tailored( the pants looked to long!) It would have been slay

Not gonna lie I kinda blacked out after meeting Sam so my memory with jacob is fuzzy.

Assad and Luke arrived together shortly after but got whisked away pretty quickly so I didn't get a pic with them. Eric was the very first to arrive and despite me being there I missed him too.

But I was sooo happy getting the unholy family little else mattered. I contemplated waiting after but I was BUZZING with adrenaline and starving lol. My fandom plug said she did come after and met EVERYONE and their momma. Cast and crew alike and they were still happy to engage even after their long night❤️

Finally Fang Gangers, please do not repost/ reupload/ or screenshot anything of mine as your content. Linking back / sharing is ok.

🖤🧛🏾‍♀️

[mschimdt]

quaritch headcanons pt.2

475 words

last quaritch tjing before i start working on lopez and prager, ill come back to quaritch but ive been writing too much about him

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quaritch is rough, inside and outside the bedroom, but sometimes he isnt, when for example your hurt or somethings just wrong, like your sad or something

he'd always stare at you, during work, during everything

everyone of the nase knew your and quaritch were fucking. for way too many reasons, like the noises coming from your or his room most nights of the week, or his scent that was lingering on you

quaritch has a scenting kink. you didnt mind smelling like him, you loved how he smelled

quaritch also has a thing for bdsm, not always though. just sometimes

he has a daddy kink, call him daddy and he'll pound into you like theres no tomorrow

cant forget his breeding kink, he'll make sure his cum stays inside of you so he can breed you

quaritch is litterally obsessed with you, and everyone knew that

once while you were both in the bedroom, you secretly tied quaritch up so you could dominate him, you wanted to make him submit

when he realised what you were doing, he noticed that the rope was loose and slipped his arms out while you were attempting to dominate him, it wasnt working out well for you

before you could even lrocess it he grabbed you by the waist roughly and pulled your hair back, "open your mouth" ans he spat in your mouth

"you wanna dominate me? that aint possible sweet'eart ill just fuck you while youre ontop" and he began pounding into you roughly, it didnt stop there he oversimulated you and made you cum 4 times

you were a stuttering mess when he finally decided that it was enough, he kissed you and wiped your tears away, he pulled the covers ober both of you and he slept shile holding you

lets just say the next morning everyone came to work tired complaining about 'two' people that couldnt keeo the noise down

you could barely walk that morning and everyone noticed you limping

quaritch likes to fuck you infront of a mirror, he wants you to lool at what hea doing to you and how your submitting to him so easily

he also forced you to look at him when he eats you out, if you look away, he stops

he has a thing for cockwarming, he'll sleep while his dicks still inside of you, it eventually slipped out during the night

he loves cumming all over you, sounds nasty but he jjst likes seeing streaks of white all over your body, especially on your face or tits

he loves tits and will litteraly fuck your tits sometimes

if he sees you going anywhere dressed in a dress or something, he'll drag you back into your room and say " where ya goin'? you cant go out like this before lettin' me do a quickie ya' know?

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thas it for now, i got lazy but i wantes to post something

[homosexualmorelikehomiesexual]

god i fucking love venetia and i wish ppl would talk abt her more

like. the way her response to everything is to watch and laugh. everything her utterly ridiculous family does. because she *sees* it. watching oliver listen in on elspeth gossiping about him, *laughing* as he tries to find an in, laughing because hes doing exactly what she does: *observe*. walking in just as elpseth starts talking about pamelas husband bc she knows her mother thinks shes a whore and doesnt want her to hear about available older men. the box blonde hair with the roots showing and still-dark eyebrows, unlike elspeths perfect dye job. the lived in black nail polish. a discarded toy with chipped paint, a shiny thing. the sequins and glitter on every outfit, looking more like Poor Dear Pamela than a catton. the way she sees pamela be humiliated for not knowing who shelley is, so she tells her a little bit about him. except its fake. a ghost story. but felix and elspeth get chills bc they think its real. the way she may notve felt threatened by oliver from the start, because she wasnt in danger yet, but she was figuring it out. when he came outside in less clothes than her and then made a show of offering her a blanket, playing humble, then making a performance of being cold, playing foolish and charming. the air quotes in her voice when she calls oliver "real" because she can see that hes not. hes faking the way rich people fake being real and down to earth, just like she does. except he does it better than her and better than last years one. a seethrough night dress, knowing oliver would see, but genuinely blindsided by the presumptuous attempt at domination. because suddenly the tactic has switched. hes not weak pretending to be powerful pretending to be weak. now hes powerful, pretending to be weak, pretending to be powerful. playing along to see where he'll go with it, and laughing when he switches tactics again. youve got a little something there. playing humbe again. i see. so you didnt really notice, someone mustve told you. playing along with it again at the table, laughing bc shes just toying with him. glancing at farleigh when she talks about the henries, bc she knows he knows. discarding oliver then immediately sitting in felix's lap. lying on a beach towel with the lesbian flag colors. at the party dressed in sequins talking to an older man. pouring an entire wine bottle out at the table. watching oliver at the funeral and it finally clicking, not for the first time, just everything slotting into place. stranger fucking danger.

the girl who was never trying to seduce oliver, just watching. watching him realize how the family works. watching the moon, because we're all about to lose our minds. the girl who knows her families game, and choses to just watch, her very presence showing their hand at every turn.

the girl who just went to have a look at the moon.

[precious-plushies]

[EDIT:] i knew to expect these sort of Anon DM's, as i saw others in the community receive them, but didnt think id get them so soon.

Earlier today, i had someone attack my character and call me a disturbing pedophile because of the cat below, and the caption included. Instead of addressing JUST this Anon ask, and have a back and forth with them, i figured I'd address this head on to ALL my viewers, and nip it in the bud.

As i said, i am not a pedophile, and do not condone pedophila on my account. I have two young kids of my own, and was assaulted by a paedophile MYSELF at 13 years old. This accusation is extremely hurtful to me as a result.

Now, lets break it all down, shall we? lets begin with my caption, choice of words, and why i chose to feature the plush itself.

[Original caption:]

"A grumpy kitty boy with his own set of panties and a collar! Good candidate for "customization" if you know what I mean."

[°Why did i feature this plush? ]

Because, from a plushophile's standpoint, he's Cute!! Why exactly?? He has big ol' paws, a squished in face, cute whiskers, and big ol' eyebrows!! He is also a decent size to hold, which i like to ensure about the plushies i feature. I also try to aim for more anthro looking plushies, as i think the baser more beastial looking plushies are unappealing.

°Why did you mention the panties and the collar, let alone the "customization aspect of the plush?

Because, throughout my exploration in this community, i have noticed that people like to dress their plush partners in clothes of all sorts, and that it can be difficult to find clothes that fit for some, and found the fact that the cat comes with an article of clothing upon purchase a bonus.

The collar? As a few of my follwers are into BDSM, and collars are a part of BDSM play, i found the fact he came with a collar ANOTHER bonus. For plushophiles that practice BDSM, giving their plush partner a collar can be erotic and a way they experience BDSM play with said plush partner.

The "customization"?

Because, in the plushophile community, some individuals Modify their plush partners to be able to have a more immersive sexual encounter while they are partaking in sexual acts with their plush. Bottom line. It happens, and i will not shame individuals for doing so. This particular plush is a good candidate because, if it WERE to be altered for such encounters, it has the underpants to cover the crotch if the person who owns them wants to take them around, they can.

For those who do not understand, to a plushophile, this is their ROMATIC PARTNER. They have a deep bond with their plush partner(s), both romatic and sexual.

This is NOT an interest in minors. It is an interest in an INANIMATE OBJECT.

The mental gymnastics it takes to twist this into pedophillia is sick. Its fucking disgusting. The accusation makes me angry, frankly. I try to cater to the community; to make a space where people are safe to experience their plush attraction safely, and possibly find a new partner while scrolling my posts, and instead am met with crass accusations, on an anon account nonetheless. If you are comparing sexual attraction to TOYS to sexual attraction to LIVING HUMAN CHILDREN, perhaps you should see just why it is YOU YOURSELF are jumping to that immediately, you sick fuck.

[His Link:]

[robinismywifee]

lust, not hatred || pt. 2

pairings dealer!ellie williams x fem!oc/reader

summary what happens after ellie and aime, enimies over the years at a college, hook up?

warnings NSFW, fingering (r receiving), dry scissoring?, dry humping, pet names (princess, babe, good girl), kinda kinky ellie?, slight choking, semi public sex?? (fingering while people r in the room), drinking, zaza, and WHIMPERING ELLIE.

a/n so nobody asked for a second part.. but i felt like it, so heres the last part, read part 1 if you havent already! sorry in advance this is super long, and PLEASE send me ellie requests!

wordcount 7.9k

part 1

the sound of banging at the door caused me to wake up.

my eyes squinted at the light coming out of my curtains, the loud noise at the door, and the pounding headache i had

once i fully gain consciousness, i looked around to see that i was in bed, naked, the white blankets sticking to my skin, and the feeling of my skin sticking to someone elses skin..

i scrunched my eyebrows confused, lifting up my head, only to shot up from where i was, "what the fuck?" i grumbled, causing the girl in my bed to stir awake

"tell whoevers at the door to shut up" ellie mumbled, shoving her head to the pillows more and squeezing her eyes shut harder, i ignored the tickley feeling i got in my stomach as she spoke with her grouchy and raspy morning voice

i went to speak up, but the voice behind the door beat me to it, "aime! wake the fuck up! i left my key and you were supposed to keep the door unlocked!"

i recognized the voice immediately, it was dina, and ellie did too, with scrunched eyebrows pulling her head from the comfort, only to make eye contact with me

i probably looked like shit, smeared makeup, crazy hair, sweaty and gross.. i dont even remember what happened last night, and i didnt have time to think, but as panic shot through me as i tried to figure out what to do, i stilled stopped to just admire for a quick moment how beautiful ellie looked.

ellies eyes trailed down, causing me to look down too, i quickly grabbed the blanket and brought it to cover my chest, fuck i literally just had my goddamn tits out and she fucking saw.

ellie looked over to her body, probably relieved that she was still in her bra and underwear, but her cheeks blushed red slightly as she realized that we, very obviously, fucked, well, she was definitely the one doing the fucking..

the banging on the door only got harsher, bringing us both back to reality, "fuck- i- can you- fuck!" i whisper-rambled, trying to figure out how to go about this

"uh- just- go get dressed, ill hide somewhere" ellie whispered, getting out of the bed, i could feel my face on fire from seeing ellie in her underwear, how could i not? she wore a pair of white boxer briefs and a grey calvin klein sports bra, i could see her cleavage pouring out slightly at the top as she bent over grabbing clothes from the ground-

ellie tossed me my underwear, i only blushed harder once i remembered i chose to wear girly floral lace underwear with a bow.

i didnt have time to go somewhere to change, i stood up, completely naked, and slipped on my underwear, i noticed brusing marks all down my body and all in my inner thighs by my heat, i felt myself grow wetter- ellie came around, only in her jeans and with one sock on, with a shirt in hand, shit, i can't believe im getting this fucking wet from this- but the thought of us doing it- and the sight of her like this..

"arms up" she mumbled, and at that i could have melted, i did what i was told, and she put my shirt on for me- she put my shirt on for me. god, i was on fire.

"it covers most the marks- and you normally sleep like that so she wont think anything of it, im gonna hide in your closet, okay?" she whispered, hands on my shoulders, i nodded my head, but her eyes went behind me, "oh fuck" she mumbled, and walked behind me, i watched her confused as she opened my cabinet, but it made sense once she took the shot glasses and vodka, we had shared from last night, and shoved them in to hide it

she then hurriedly grabbed her shoes, shirt, and sock, and slid into my closet, i shut it behind her and took a deep breath before unlocking my door and opening it

"jesus goddamn christ! took you fucking ages! i was starting to think you died!" she said loudly, pushing past me to get inside our room, i shut the door behind her and turned around to face her as she set her purse down and slid off her shoes, rambling about something like 'i never answered my phone last night' i dont really know, i had a pounding headache and all i was thinking about was trying to remember how me and ellie ended up tangled together both naked like that- i mean, ellie? of all people? how is that possible? the last thing-

"aime!" dina yelled loudly, "jesus christ, could you speak any louder?" i groaned, rubbing my temple, "did you hear anything i just said?" she asked, i shrugged, "didnt answer my phone?" i replied, but in a questioning tone as i wasnt really sure

"oh my god, you really are hung over! is it true? did you actually get along with her?" she asked coming closer to me

"huh? who?" i hummed, "you and ellie? i heard those rumors that you guys were dancing together and then disappeared together, and- holy fucky! are those love bites from her-"

what?! rumors of us like that spread that fucking fast? i sort of remember us dancing together but disappear-

fuck.. when we went to smoke..

i remember it now, slight graphic scenes of the memory came through, how i got these marks.. but after that, it was completely blank, i guess we just went back here and kept going at it-

"hello? aime! are you not listening again?" dina called, "oh, sorry, i dont know whats up with those rumors, you know we despise each other, and obviously this shit isnt from ellie! what kinda of animal do you think i am! but what was the last thing you said?"

"have you seen her? shes not answering her phone, and shes not at her dorm, i thought she was gonna be here but i guess not- and who are they from then?" dina asked

"oh no, last ive seen her was about a half hour after i got home from my last class, she was already here on your bed but i made her leave, and.. theyre from jason.." i lied

"oh? didnt know you guys were gonna do it, looks like he went hard.. anyways did she say if she was gonna go somewhere?"

"i dont know, maybe, i was ignoring her" i shrugged, not knowing what else to say, "weird.. wait, so did you end up going to the party? you look pretty fucked up and everyone i ask said they saw you"

"uh, yeah, i stopped by, i was looking for you and jesse, but i couldnt find you and went home"

"you stopped by? and you're sleeping in to 1pm? and why were you looking for us?"

"what! its 1pm?" i said with my eyes going wide, dina took a quick second to look at her phone, "its 1:12"

"fuck"

"yeah, so can you please explain to me why you randomly decided to go out get fucked up drunk and probably high, get fucked by jason, crash asleep with the door locked knowing i wasnt home, and skip all your morning classes?" she had her hands on her hips

"uh.." i stuttered rubbing my eyes, "you know.." i mumbled, "what? speak up" she said, i shrugged, "you know" i repeated, not daring to make eye contact, "no, i dont know, please inform me"

"just cause" i said, voice barley above whisper, "just cause what?" she repeated, "jesus christ, dina, could you just leave me the fuck alone and stop asking me a shit ton of fucking questions first thing i wake up, i have a pounding ass headache and i had important classes that i missed, i dont even know how none of my alarms went off, and im literally about to kill

myself!" i yelled angerly, more stressed then anger

"im not gonna leave you alone, im fucking concerned, sure you party once a week give or take, but getting this fucked up on a wednesday night after you were so adamant of not going from being so tired? what happened?"

"oh my god, dude, i barley remember, i just, i had a shit day, and when i got home i decided to have a fun night and release stress, so i drank some and smoke some, not that big a deal, i dont know why the door was locked, i probably was paranoid from the weed, nothing to be concerned, can you just- fetch me pain killers, and water?"

i ranted, and in the middle of my rant, i heard something fall from my closet, obviously i knew it was ellie, but it wasnt too loud, and i just kept on going, praying dina didnt hear

"did you hear that?"

fuck.

"hear what?"

"there was something moving in your closet"

"dina, i dont have time for this, can you please just be a good roomie and help me get over this hangover?" i tried to change the subject

"no, i swear to god i heard something like, in there, like-" dina began to walk to my closet,

"dina!" i exclaimed, causing her to turn, "why werent you here anyways, and why didnt i find you at the party?"

"oh, me and jesse left early, we went to his"

i nodded, "hey can i give you money for you to go buy me breakfast at the cafeteria?" i asked, already walking over to my wallet, hoping she forgot about the whole closet thing

"yeah, thats cool, for some reason everyone at that party either got shit faced drunk or left super early, so there shouldnt be much people there since theyre all still asleep"

"you're a life saver, thanks deen" i said with a smile, handing her money,  "mhm, just drink water, take ibuprofen, and lay in bed"

"yeah, yeah, i know, thank you again" i said with a smile

she opened the door to leave, but turned around, "oh, aime?" she called, my heart raced, scared of what she had to say, i hummed for her to continue, "what do you want me to get you?" she said, gesturing to the money, i sighed, loud enough for her to hear the sigh, i didnt mean to, but it just came out, "oh, uh, just pancakes and sausage please" she nodded, shutting the door

i sighed again, running up to the door, looking through the peep hole, she was already gone, turning the corner, i locked the door again, before going over to the closet door, sliding it open

"what was that?" i exclaimed, watching as she, now fully clothed and with her shoes on, got up with the smuggest look ever, "what was what?" she questioned with a yawn

my eyes squinted in disbelief, why is she acting so casual? like nothing happen? like we didnt wake up arms squeezing each together, her half naked and me fully-

"the noise! she almost caught us!" i slightly shouted, ellie brought her hands up defending herself, "woah, woah, calm down, she didn't, so it doesnt matter"

"doesnt matter? could you imagine explaining that to her- or- or how humiliating it would have been for me? for us?"

ellie stared back at me blankly as i freaked out, "so what was the noise? what'd you break?" i crossed my arms waiting a response

"oh, right, my phone fell out of my pocket" she shrugged, the mention of phones caused me to look around the room, "looking for this?" she said, shoving my phone to my face, "what? how did yo- why do you have it?" i asked, looking up to her

"oh, i dunno, i guess you asked me to hold to it last night, it was in my pocket" she shrugged, licking her teeth with a small clicking noise after, to fill the awkward tension and silence

i stared blankly at her, trying to figure her out, why is she acting so normal? is this a common thing for her?

ellie dangles the phone in front of me, "so you gonna take it.. orrr?"

i slowly lifted my hand up and grabbed it from her, i broke the eye contact to look down at my phone, "its dead" she simple stated, i pressed the on button snd sure enough- the empty battery popped up, signaling for me to charge it

as i looked at the dead phone, my mind trained thoights, trying to figure out how to go about this and what to say next, i felt her eyes peircing me, the silence was painful, you would be able to hear an ant crawl.

"just gonna stare at your dead phone? cant even look at me?" her voice was just above a whisper, and god why was her voice so perfect- so soothing- her words went down to my core, i tried to ignore it, but instead ended up focusing on how close she was to me- which wasnt helping

as i still stared at the black screen- really i was looking out the corner of my eye to her- ellie brought her hand up, i didnt know what she was doing, my breathing got heavier as her hand went to my neck, forcefully pulling me closer to her, out of suprise, i low whimper slipped out my throat

i was immediately embarrassed, i tried to stay calm, but i knew my face was bright red, and i knew she noticed the way my chest rose up and down

her hand on my throat tightened, as she looked down at me, my head was pointed to her but my eyes were still to the ground, "look at me princess" she whispered, voice deep, my eyes slowly trailed up her body, and to her eyes, my eyebrows were furred from being so turned on- but also fear.

"good.." she whispered, her grip loosened, rubbing her thunb on my jawline, her head was tilted up, as she bit her buttom lip watching me- she knew i felt small, scared- but she also knew i wanted more.

"repeat after me-" she started, i felt my eyes water from lack of blinking, i didn't want to look away from her scared of what she would do.

"last night never happened" she said with a ruff voice, pressing her lips together in a line, waiting for me to repeat, i gulped, praying silently that when i spoke no moans came out.

"l-last night.." i stuttered, stopping myself to take a breath and contain myself, "never, happened" i felt proud that no noises came out, especially after ellie praised me— "good girl"

i stared at ellie as she still held me by the throat, i hummed a whine as her gripped went super tight on my neck- pulling me even closer to her, leaving about an inch in between us

ellie leaned in to my ear, her hot breath tickled, "i should probably get going" she whispered so quietly, but it was right in my ear drum that i heard every edge and crisp of her sentance

ellie slowly pulled away, a lopsided smirk on her face, knowing what she had just caused, as she let go of my neck, and walked to my door, not even glancing over her shoulder as she left, leaving me completely frozen- leaving me high and dry.

i had been trying my best to avoid ellie, it had been about 3 weeks since everything happened, and i still think about it every night.

it was super hard avoiding her, considering she was always in my dorm, so ive been camping out inside my friends dorm, her name was adriana, we've been close friends for awhile now and so ive just been sleeping over basically every night.

anytime i caught a glimpse of ellie, i prayed she didnt see me, and ran the other way

we also had a class together, history, and ive been skipping it everyday, but i needed to go to it monday, we had a test that day and i couldnt miss it, ive been trying to mentally prepare myself, its friday so i still had a few days

i layed next to adriana, in her bed, the walking dead playing in the background, when i got a call from dina

i picked up, obviously, "hey"

"hey aimeeeee" she stretched out my name, high pitched voice, i immediately knew she was gonna ask something

"oh god, what do you want?"

"well, its just, i know you said you aren't avoiding me, but it really feels like you are, i mean you've been glued to adriana for weeks! i never see you"

"just get the point please" i sighed

"can you come with me to a movie night at davies? its just gonna be the gang! and you can pick a movie, even if we have to pay for it, just pleaseeeee, i miss you so much, we all do!"

davey was jesses close friend, and 'the gang' usually meant, dina, jesse, me... and ellie.

i sighed, i felt super bad, guilty, i cant tell dina why i was being weird, so she assumed it was her.

"is-" i started, but stopped myself, should i ask? i hope she doesnt think anything of it, but i need to make sure so im prepared

"is?" dina questioned, pushing me to continue, "is ellie gonna be there?"

"uhh, yeah, i said the gang, did i not?" dina questioned herself

"yeah.. no, you did.."

"is there something going up with you two?"

"what? no! i just, wanted to make sure who was gonna be there! and- can i bring adri?" i asked, trying to change the subject

"yeah, of course, are you gonna come here to get ready or should i meet you at my car?"

"i have everything i need here, just meet at the car, what time?" i asked, everything poured out of my lips, i couldnt back down now

"is an hour good?"

"yeah, thats good"

"okay! thanks, i love you! see you soon!"

dinas bright voice cheered, and hung up before i could back down

i sighed, tossing my phone on the bed, looking over to adri, "so why are you avoiding dina? you ever gonna tell me?" she asked, "im not avoiding her! i just- shut up, and get ready"

"okay, weirdo, dont even ask me if i wanna go just force me" she mumbled jokingly, turning off the TV.

i know it was just a movie night, but i was silently stressing over what to wear. i had just gotten done with my light makeup and straightened hair, and was shuffling through my bag

i had already changed into a thin laced black thong..

"are you good?" adri asked, noticing my stress, "im fine" i said in a stern voice, "you sure?" she asked, i didnt answer, obviously i wasnt doing fine but she was annoying me by asking, "you know if you dont wanna go that badly, you dont have to" she said, concern laced her voice

"i would be a shit friend if i canceled! im fine!"

i yelled, quickly after, sighing, realizing i was being a shit friend from bursting out like that when she literally did nothing wrong, "im sorry adri, im just really stressed right now" i said quietly

"its okay, what are you stressed from?" she asked gently, "what should i wear?" i asked shyly, adri let out a small laugh, "wear? why are you worried about that, its just the gang, we're only watching movies in the dark, nobodies gonna see"

i looked up from the ground to her face with a 'seriously?' look displayed, "sorry, just uh, just wear something comfy and cozy, like pajama pants and any top, or pajama shorts and a hoodie, im gonna wear this" she said, looking down at her outfit, she wore leggings and a pink tied die shirt, adri had black leggings and a floral tanktop on, she was wearing the most basic outfit ever, but she looked so good. she was so effortlessly pretty. i bet ellies gonna want her over me.

i decided on black short shorts, they had hellokitty on the side with pink ties, i chose them because they're comfy.. definitely not because you can see my ass whenever i walk.. and i just wore a pink nike hoodie, adri helped me pick the outfit

i brushed my teeth, sprayed extra prefume and triple checked myself in the mirror, before we were out the door

we found dinas car in the parking lot, her headlights were on and in the same spot as always

once we got to the car, i realized ellie wasnt there, i smiled, relived, but quickly became concerned

"hey, wheres ellie?" i asked as dina started driving, "jeez, what's actually up with you guys" jesse laughed from the passenger seat, "i know thats what i was saying" dina mumbled

"what are both of you talking about? nothings changed, i just wanted to know if she was gonna be there, its not that deep" i said annoyed

"wheres aime? have you seen aime?" dina mocked in a lower pitch voice, "wheres ellie? is ellie gonna be there?" jesse mocked in a higher pitched voice

"you two are constantly asking about one another, you never did that before, and now you basically moved to adriannas dorm, and ellie said you dont show up for history? the only class you two share. somethings up, i mean i thought you were avoiding me, but now im starting to think youre avoiding her" dina explained

"im not avoiding her! i dont care about her enough to do that, im not avoiding anyone, i just, enjoy sleeping over adri's and the change of scenery was nice" i tried my best to come up with a lie, but they hummed "mhmm" clearly not believing it

"ugh, whatever, are you even gonna answer my question?"

"you arent answering ours truthfully! but what was your question?" dina peaked over her shoulder for a moment

i bit my lip, of course i have to repeat it. "where is she"

"where is who?" dina smirked, "you know who" i mumbled, "whats it to you anyway? if you dont care enough to avoid her why do you care enough to constantly ask about her?"

"just wanna know if this is gonna be a fun night, or a really annoying one!" i exclaimed, dina sighed, "shes already at davies"

"fuck" i whisper-mumbled, i didnt mean to say it out loud, but it slipped out, i felt everyone turn to look at me, "what?" i said annoyed, causing everyone to look away

i just wanna be home- well adrianas dorm, not home

the rest the ride was silent with light music playing in the back, "we're here"dina said, pulling into the driveway

jesse knocked at the door, a few seconds later, davey opened up, we all greeted him and he greeted us with quick hugs

"ellies already in the living room" davey said, pointing his thumb behind him, he lead us to the living room, me and adri were the last people to follow in line, there were two couches, dina, jesse, and davey sat at the big one.. leaving one more seat open, and ellie sat at the small one that only had one seat on that, leaving me and adri to look at eachother

ellie seemed to not pay any attention, smoking a blunt and scrolling on her phone, her legs spread, she wore a grey wife beater, and dark navy blue pajama plants, her boxers poking out.. and god did she look hot

"aime, can i please sit next to davey?" adri whispered with puppy eyes, "i mean, you said nothing was up with you and ellie, its not that bad" she added, i sighed, i literally have been such an ass lately, and have been sleeping over her dorm every single day, and she had a crush on davey, i couldnt just tell her no

"yeah its fine, i dont really care" i said with a nod, "oh, are you sure?" she asked "go ahead, im sure" i nodded, with a small smile she jumped up a little bit in excitement, joining on the big couch with davey

i suddenly felt cold, wishing i wore sweatpants, i grabbed blanket and sat down next to ellie

the room was filled with everyone talking and laughing, catching up, and trying to figure out what to watch, while me and ellie were silent, i was silent because i didnt really wanna be here, and was uncomfortable, ellie was silent since she wasnt paying attention, she didnt even notice me sit down next to her

i peaked over at her phone, i felt myself form a frown at the sight of her on text messages, texting some girl named 'cat' i didnt have time to read everything, but one of the texts cat said was, "i miss u" and "when can u come over again baby" but i quickly compose myself with a deep breath and spreading the blanket around my legs, theres nothing to be sad about. it was a hudge drunken mistake.

but they way ellie said i was hers? the way she acted during it? the marks i still had from her?

i guess the sigh caught ellies attention, i saw in the corner of my eye, her peak up to me slightly, looking back at her phone, but very quickly after looking back up to me, now realizing who sat next to her, hell she's probably only seen me once or twice within these 3 weeks, and thats just me walking past her in halls, but here i was sitting down inches away from her

i didnt realize when i sat down, but i actually sat pretty close to her, also considering she manspreading, our legs almost touched.

"oh shit" ellie laughed, eyes pouring to my skull as i stared straight ahead at the TV, "i thought you died"

it was silent between me and her for a moment, "whats the matter? cant speak to me anymore princess?" ellies hand went to tuck hair behind my ear, but i got up, walking out, "aime" dina called, "hm?" i turned around, "where you going?"

"the bathroom" i replied, quickly exiting. i made my way to davies bathroom, i went to splash water on my face but remembered i had makeup on, so i just double checked how i looked in the mirror and took a few deep breaths

"hey aimees, is the return of the living dead alright for our first movie?" davey asked, i noticed his arm around adrianas shoulders, i made a mental note to fuck with her about that later, "yeah of course, i love 80s horror" i nodded

i made my way to the couch ellie was at, she was still smoking her blunt, legs still open wide, but her eyes were on me, on my theighs, and she jad the blanket i brought over on her

"seriously? that was my blanket" i mumbled sitting down, making sure to sit far this time, "what, you cant share?" she smirked, her right hand was also drapped over the back of the couch, so now her arm was around me.

"c'mon, come closer" ellie said, lifting the blanket, i was really cold. i had goosebumps. so i sighed and scooted closer, but i accidentally scooted too close, our legs were touching, and it was too late to move back, and ellie spreaded out the blanket, as it rested on both our laps

"i love the shorts you're wearing, i can see your ass perfectly, i know you did that on purpose" she whispered, i felt myself blush, trying to get comfortable and ignore her as the movie started

"stop being so tense, just relax and get comfy, here" ellie whispered, passing the blunt, i looked up to her before taking it, taking deep puffs, ellies arm fell from the back of the couch to my shoulders, wrapping around me and pulling me closer, i scrunched my brows, pushing her hand off me, "what are you doing?" i whispered, she shrugged, "its comfy" she brought her hand back around my shoulder, pulling me even closer so that my back was half on her chest

i only stayed there because the room was too dark and everyone was invested in the movie so they didnt know

we were about 20 minutes into the movie when one of the girls decided to get completely nude, showing off her tits and pussy

ellies hand moved off of my shoulder, i was confused of why she took it off but then her hand went under the blanket and gripped my thigh.

i decided to just ignore it, not giving in, ignoring the wetness that grew

only a few minutes past when i felt her move her hand higher up and more on my inner thigh.

i turned to her and whispered, "what are you doing ellie?"

ellie smirked, "you know what im doing princess" she whispered back, i looked back to everyone else, theyre eyes were glued to the screen, exepct for jesse as he seemed to be falling asleep on dina

"theyre not gonna see, just keep it down, can you do that for me?" ellie whispered to my ear, fuck, i cant say no

ellie didnt wait for a response, she started pressing kisses underneath my ear, rubbing her thumb on my warm thigh, "fuck" she grunted in my ear lowly, i felt myself soaking

ellies hand trailed up more, her hand went under my loose shorts and her fingertips brushed against my slit every so slightly.

i let out a heavy but quiet breath, "shit, you're already soaking, i didnt even do anything, you want me that bad?" she whispered, i pressed my thighs together to get any type of friction

"all you have to do is ask baby" her mouth was right at my ear, i turned to her looking up, "mm'pleasee ellie, i need you so bad" i moaned in a whisper- i was thankful that the TV was turned up super high and everyone practically forgot me and ellie were even here

"yeah? its okay baby, i got you, just be quiet, can you do that?" her voice made me 10x more turned on. "mhm" i nodded

ellie rubbed her middle finger up my pussy until it reached my clothed clit and rubbed in circles, i bit my tongue to stop noises as my breathing got heavy

"you're doing so good" ellie whispered, pressing more kisses to my neck, "m' need more ellie.. please" i whimpered quietly, "fuck, i love it when you say my name" ellies voice was higher pitched, she was obviously very turned on too, which made me even more turned on, she pulled my thong to the side, collecting all the slick in her fingers letting out a grunt

"ready princess? no noises okay?" ellie whispered, i nodded, biting my lip as her finger slid into me, i gripped onto ellies sweatpants under the blanket

"good girl" ellie whimpered, as she started to pump her finger in and out, i started to move my hips slightly, trying to get more, ellie added another finger, pumping faster, i felt myself growing closer- when ellie pulled out, i breathed out heavily at the loss, turning to her with a confused look, ellie moved my panties back to cover my slick, brought her hand out, and sucked on her two fingers that were covered, i heard her let out a grunt as she sucked

once she licked her fingers clean, she pulled out, her lips were plumped, face was pink, and she looked so goddamn hot, "lets get a room" she whispered, "what? are you crazy? theyre gonna see us both gone"

ellie slowly got up and lightly stepped to the hallway, nobody noticed, and she made hand movements for me to follow, i sneaked around and made it to her, she grabbed my hand in hers and dragged me to the spare bedroom davey had, she pushed me against the door aggressively as she connected our lips, i moaned as i tasted myself in her mouth, ellie grabbed my theighs as i jumped onto her, my legs wrapping around her waist

i moved my hips, grinding against ellies lower abdomen, "so goddamn needy" ellie grunted in between our kisses, "i need you ellie" i moaned

we continued are very sloppy kisses, i could feel drool dripping onto my chin as her tongue was down my throat, as she brought me to the bed, her hands squeezing my ass in the process, dropping me down onto the bed i watched as she untied her pants and dropped them down, i could cum from just that.

ellie crawled back over me, shoving off my shorts her hands gripping my neck as she pressed sloppy kisses over the marks she left last time

ellie pulled me to sit up, as she took off my hoodie, "no bra?" she laughed, before darkening the previous hickies she made

ellies hand began to rub my clothed clit again, i was a moaning mess. something about her.

ellie was in between my legs as my legs wrapped back around her waist as she rubbed me and we kissed

once i started grinding onto her, she moved her hands to grip my hips helping me grind her

i grinded harder as i heard a whimper fall from ellies mouth, i felt her grinding with me too

our foreheads were rested agaisnt eachother as we both grinded fast, my nails digging into ellies back, our breaths both heavy

ellie stopped, she lifted her left leg over my right, and bent my left leg to her chest, moving my panties over and started grinding our clits together, she still had her boxers on, but it still felt like i was in heaven, and judging by her whimpers, she felt that way too.

she gripped onto my breats, grinding harder into my pussy, "fuck, feels' so good" she had her eyebrows scrunched and her voice was high pitched, i never thought i'd see this side of her, compared to the last time we fucked, she was being so much different

i threw my head back and started arch my back, "ellie!" i repeatedly moaned, "m' gonna cum ellie"

"fuck! aime, i fucking love.." ellie moaned, i moaned with my eyes rolling back as i came undone, ellie whimpered as she also came undone also, "..you" she breathed, finishing her sentance, still grinding a bit, and it wasnt till i opened up my eyes and saw her face when i realized what she had just said.

———

aimes diary!!

dont fucking open!

its the next friday, i moved back into my dorm, everythings kinda the same, ellie and i still ‘hated eachother’ we still bickered and she still made me irritated any chance she got

we also hooked up tuesday, she slept over my dorm (in dinas bed) like how she always does, but when dina fell asleep, she fucked me in the bathroom

i cant get enough of her, sex with her is the best sex i’ve ever had in my whole entire life. ive also only really had plain ass sex untill her. she knows what i like, she knew what i liked before i even knew it.

i hope us sneaking around continues, im starting to think i dont actually hate her.. i mean, yeah, ive come to the conclusion shes hot as fuck snd could do anything to me and i’d probably get wet as she does it- but she still pisses me off. she gets on my nerves. but also, i like her getting on my nerves because when we fuck, its like we’re getting rid of all that stress, and shes been flirting a lot lately. she gets me so flustered, its embarrassing

i think she’s supposed to come ove

HOLY FUCK!! ELLIES HE

____

“what are you writing in your- is that a fucking diary?” ellie said as she came in the door, dina following behind, “no? im not 10! what are you doing here?” i shot back, knowing damn well it is a diary, “so if it isnt a diary, let me see it”

“what? no!”

“if its not a diary, then why cant i?”

“because i write private shit, asshole” i said, okay maybe i do hate her, i shut my book and opened my bedside tables cabinet, tossing it in, “its definitely a diary” ellie whispered to dina

“okay guys, chill out it hasnt even been one minute since you two are in the same room and you’re already fighting”

“cause shes being a bitch”

i answered, “as always” i added

dina sighed as we continued arguing, “shut up, you like when im a bitch to you and you know it” ellie said sitting down onto dinas bed next to her

“why the fuck would i?” i definitely do like it but i would never admit

“because you like the attention from me” yes, i definitely do

“yeah, sure” i mumbled

“yo, aimees, you’re going to a party with us, bring adri” dina said, going over to her desk to do her makeup

“i dont even get to say yes or no?” i asked

“nope, get ready!” dina smiled

“and be quick, you always take 20 hours for no reason” ellie added, i looked over to her and she was on her phone, she seemed to be texting someone, i wonder if she was texting cat..

“stop staring and move your ass” ellie deadpanned, “what? fuck off, i was not staring” i said, i definitely was, and got up to get ready

i didnt do much makeup, just my eyes and some nose contour since ellie said i was taking forever (even though dina was still getting ready too)

“what should i wear?” i asked after i did my hair, i looked to dina for an answer but ellie replied, “why do you always have to ask, who are you trying to impress? its a damn college party, the same people are there every time”

“fuck you, i wasnt even talking to you” i flipped her off, looking to dina, “hmm, you got that new dress, right?” she asked nicely

“oh yeah, but you know how they didnt have dressing rooms?” i asked, she gave a nod, “yeah when you were in class i tried it on, it was cute but super tight at the top and really showy, i might return it”

“no! you cant return it, you got it on sale! go try it on for me” dina shooed

i tried on the dress, it was a black silk dress, the top had lace and it was sleeveless, and the back was opened so i couldnt wear a bra with it

i got changed, for the first time i felt super insecure changing with ellie watching me..

“okay, should i wear it?”

“yes, it’s perfect, now lets get adriana and leave” ellie said getting up, before i could respond, she shoved me out the dorm and we were on our way.

just like how we were a month ago, we were on opposite sides of the room, her manspreading on the couch selling drugs, me and adri on the dance floor having fun

it had been about an hour and a half since we had gotten here, i kept on stealing glances at ellie, every single time, she was already looking at me

i was dancing, i wasnt that drunk, only a few drinks since i didnt wanna deal with a hangover tomorrow, when i glanced behind me and saw ellie biting her lip watching my ass, she didnt notice i saw her, so i started shaking my ass to the beat for her, once the song ended, i saw davey making his way to adri, “hey adri,” he smiled, “hey aime, do you care if i steal adri from you a few songs?” he asked shyly, “go ahead” i laughed, “you gonna be okay aimees?” adri asked, “yeah in gonna go to the bathroom, have fun, wear a condom” i said before walking away

i purposely walked past ellie, making eye contact with her, before going to the bathroom

i waited until she opened the door, finding me waiting infront

i went to speak but she cut me off with her lips, pushing me against the sink, gripping my hips at my dress, “been teasing me all night” ellie hummed in between our kiss, once i started grinding onto her, my dress started riding up to my hips, she gripped at my upper thighs, her fingertips right at my lips, “fuck- ellie, i cant stop thinking about you” i breathed, “poor baby, i havent touched you in days” ellie whispered, kissing my cheek, rubbing circles to my theigh

“how are you always this wet when we barley done anything?” she whispered, a banging knock came to the door, “hurry up im literally gonna piss myself!” a girl yelled, “fuck off! im busy” ellie yelled, bringing her lips to mine, the girl kept on knocking but we ignored her

ellie pulled my dress down, sucking her lips to my nipples, teasting them in between her fingers, ellie pulled the dress up more, in scrunched in the middle of my body, she bent over a bit, and spit down to my pussy, she definitely didnt need to, i was already soaking, but god how did she make spitting hot?

ellie rubbed her spit along my slit, before she pressed both her fingers in, i gripped onto her hair with my right hand, my left hand being gripped to the sink, i pulled ellie down to kiss me as she moved her fingers in me painfully slow

“ellie.. please” i begged, and begged, until, she started actually moving, her fingers slammed in and out, as i grinded my hips, onto her, she had her mouth to my boobs sucking on them as she fingered me

“fuck, ellie- im gonna-” i whimpered, she moved off my tits to speak, “not till i say so princess”

i focused on not cumming, but she made it near impossible as she moved her other hand, rubbing my clit it circles, i mumbled her name and begs over and over, “just a little longer, do it for me” she grunted, before she pushed me closer to her, my pussy hanging off the edge, and she got on her knees and mumbled a quick now, bringing her opened mouth to my pussy pulling her fingers out, with my tighten stomach, i let go and felt myself release into her mouth, i watched as she sucked on all the cum that fell into her mouth, before bringing her tongue up to lick me clean, sucking on her fingers too

i was left panting as she pulled back up my underwear, and fixed my dress to cover me again, pulling me down off the sink

she pulled my hips in and started kissing me so more, she always kissed me after she had a taste of me, “you’re my favorite dessert babe, you taste so fucking good” she said in a low voice pulling away

SHE CALLED ME BABE!!!

i blushed, looking down, we stood there for a few moment, until the sound of banging came again, a girl humming for ‘whoevers in there to get out’

��we should probably go” ellie whispered, moving away from me to the door, but i grabbed her hand and turned her around, “wait ellie?”

“yea?” she asked, “uhm..”

“what is it?” she came close to me, her hand on my jaw, “i.. what are we doing?” i asked looking up to her

“what do you mean?” she asked, “you know what i mean” i shook my head, but she just stared confused, i sighed, “i mean, what are we? what does us sneaking around fucking mean? are we just.. fuck buddies? or..”

“oh..”

i looked up to her, i really dont wanna be just that

“i dont wanna make things weird between us, but, as much as you get on my nerves, i.. actually..” i started

i cant believe im admitting this..

“i actually, really.. really like you, and you’re like really fucking hot- and you’re super cool, and way out of my league, and you remember small things about me, actually i think you know me better then i know myself and you definitely have fucked me the best anyone else ever has, and i dont even bat an eye at the people i used to find hot, i only have eyes for you- and i know you probably dont want me to bring it up but the thing you said last friday- i know that was like in the heat of the moment and you dont actually- but that ma-”

ellie cut off my confession and whole thought processes as she shoved her lips to my face

but this kiss was different.

the other ones was just full of anger, lust, jealousy

this one was full of something i dont know. it wasnt agressive, it wasnt rushed, it wasnt sloppy, it was passionate, but slow, very sweet

ellie slowly pulled away resting her forehead agianst mine, hands on my hips, both our mouths were slightly opened, both our faces were flushes read, and both our hearts were beating crazy fast

“i meant it.. i didn’t mean to say it.. but all the time that ive been an asshole to you, ive liked you, everything i say i hate about you, is what i love the most.. you are the most perfect girl ever, and i’ve never felt that strongly towards anyone, and.. i was scared.. and i didnt know how to react, so i pushed my feelings away, and started being a bitch, i dont really know why, i guess just cause that way if i entered a room, you knew i was there, and that way you never would have guessed i liked you, cause if we were friends this whole time i would have been so obvious, plus i liked your attention, and i was also always jealous like no matter what, if i saw you walk down the hall with anyone, i wanted to punch them till they passed out, if i walked into you and dina in the same bed i would always shove you off cause i didnt want you near another person, when i found out you were sleeping over adriana’s all those days, god i was pissed- fuck, im so embarrassing i dont know why im telling you all this, i only had 2 beers- but im sorry ive been such a dick all these years..

i want you to be mine, i need you to be mine, i love so much you aime”

[csprslvt]

you and i, and her. pt 5

Chapter four

Summary: The journey to the WLF begins, Ellie and reader learn to communicate but still, their conversations are tainted with lies. Determined to find Abby, reader thinks back onto her memories. Where could she be? Readers dark past becomes clear to Ellie, still Ellie loves her best friend regardless.

Warnings: IMPLIED ATTEMPTED PAST SA, IMPLIED PAST GROOMING (reader is a victim of childhood grooming and attempted CSA) I am projecting, violence, first wlw heartbreaks, reader is lowkey a liar and a manipulator but whateva, Ellie is falling in love, but the burn is still slow. DESCRIPTIONS OF DEATH, DESPRICTIONS OF MURDER, sexual jokes and references lol, Ellie's sexy ass playing guitar ( I want her), reader wants her gf back, fuck that bitch owen!!! Ellies been in complicated relationships, foreshadowing fr

When Ellie had woken up you were gone. It was the early hours of the morning, sunlight creeping through the darkness. The air was dense and she felt anxious. 

Had you changed your mind already?

Her anxiety was relieved when you stepped through the door, holding breakfast sandwiches, already dressed and ready to go but with dark circles and slightly puffy eyes adorning your face.

“Hey Els”

“Hey.” Ellie spoke, fidgeting with her fingers. “Where did you go?”

“Breakfast for the road” You’d told her, holding up the food.

“Im really glad you slept”

“I was worried you changed your mind” Ellie blurted out, You set the sandwiches down, walking to Ellie and sitting on her bed once again,

“I'd never change my mind about you” 

Ellie flushed, all of this felt so…intimate, so romantic but she knew you didnt mean it in the way it sounded out of context.

“Okay.” Ellie responded, setting down her shaking hands on her lap. For now, her anxiety was soothed. 

You got up, stretching, a tired expression on your face.

“Did you wake up a while ago?”

“Yea, but it's okay, I’ll be fine. I promise”

Ellie nodded, getting up to prepare herself she walked away from you into the restroom.

When she was out of sight, your shoulders dropped, rubbing your weary eyes. Perhaps getting up and exploring so late at night and so early in the morning was a bad idea. But you had to find Abby before Ellie got to her first.

You knew you were spewing a load of bullshit to Ellie’s face. And maybe, if you were a better person, you would have felt guilty. But as every day passed, the more memories came back. Memories of what you had done, the faults of your distance past, the crimes you had committed. First was escaping the QZ at the ripe age of 14, killing the guards in your way without much guilt for your actions, then stealing from raiders and families to survive on the journey to the WLF. When you joined the group, you had met Abby, who trained you in swiftly ending lives and attacking the infected. You remembered when she had first lost her father, who was a doctor looking for a miracle cure.  She never talked about it much, she refused to bring back that traumatic memory, so you never got a name for who had killed him or why. But she knew, you wondered if she was still seeking revenge on that man. You had promised you would help her find him.

Just like how you promised Ellie the same thing.

Then you had gotten separated. Those memories were still fuzzy, but you guessed that you had been kidnapped, maybe kept hostage. Obviously you had escaped and were found by Ellie and Joel. 

Abby must think you were dead. Otherwise she would have found you by now. Right?

You shook yourself out of that headspace, you had a facade to keep up and thinking of Abby would break you down again.

Ellie returned from the bathroom, and it was just now that you noticed how beautiful she was. Pretty eyes, messy hair, freckles and toned arms. One of which was decorated with a tattoo.

As you had walked out the door together, in the break of the morning, you had asked,

“Where did you get a tattoo?”

“My ex-girlfriend Cat gave it to me a long time ago.”

“What made you want to get one?”

“Uhmm well, I had a chemical burn scar. It needed to be covered up, shit was ugly.

You didn't press any further, Ellie was visibly uncomfortable.

“Hm. Well the tattoo is cool”

Ellie smiled, “Thanks y/n”

You made your way to the horse stables once again. No one was really around and Ellie already gathered supplies. You didn't know how she had gotten your gun and axe back. But you didn't question it when she handed them to you.

“Here, so you're safe”

You gladly took your weapons back, rubbing the cool metal of the pistol, it had sentimental value as the first thing you had ever stolen years ago on the run from the QZ.

Carrying the axe on your tool belt, you slide the pistol into a leather holster section.

You got onto a horse, deciding to share one with Ellie so that two weren't suspiciously missing. Ellie was in the front, you gripped her waist, holding on pressed to her back.

The journey began. 

The first mile in was a silent ride, no commotion or infected so far. Eventually Ellie spoke up.

“y/n?” 

“Yea?”

“How did you…you never tell me much about yourself. I…would like to know more about you”

“Oh, hmm” you thought for a second, surely some information was okay to disclose, it was only Ellie. You could just avoid the entire ‘Abby is the love of my life and I grew up with her’ part

“Well. I was in a QZ my entire childhood. I escaped when I was 14.”

“Really? What made you want to leave?”

“I mean FEDRA was so oppressive, I was kind of super misbehaved in school and got sick of it. I impulsively ran away after an incident with a guard.

Ellie nodded in sympathy, she knew exactly what that felt like, your story was so similar to hers so far.

“How did you escape?”

“There was this one guard, he was really sweet on me, it was kind of creepy. He would give me things I wanted, magazines, candy, gifts. He treated me like I was special. I wasn't stupid, this man was a full adult, and he wasn't innocent. He clearly wanted things from me back. I kind of used it to my advantage, he would invite me to his home. He had no wife and no kids, so I figured he was a weirdo. I refused. He took me out of my dorm one night. But I didn't plan on allowing him to take advantage of me.” 

Ellie was tense, enraptured in your story

“What happened then?”

“So we went back to his room and he locked the door. He tried making a move on me. So I grabbed a knife that was conveniently next to the bed and stabbed the shit out of him.”  

Ellie froze, looking back at you.

“Wow. At 14? I'm so sorry that he was such a creep and that he tried assaulting you. That's disgusting. I'm glad he's dead.” 

“So, he obviously was screaming, and it alerted other people in the building. I decided that was my chance. I took a bunch of his shit, like the pistol I have now and ran.”

“You left? Just like that?” 

“Yea I was so pumped with adrenaline that I can't even remember how I managed to do that. But I made it”

“ Where did you go then?”

“I kind of just wandered.”

That was a half lie

“Wow, fending for yourself at just 14? That's crazy. Were you alone?”

“No, I met some friends along the way”

A half truth.

“Tell me about them”

Fuck.

“I met my ex girlfriend”

“Oh?”

“Yea”

“What was her name?”

Lie lie lie

Come up with a random fucking name.

“Alison”

“Hm, why did you break up?”

“Oh you know, we just went our separate ways.”

Literally. 

“So you aren't seeing anybody.” 

“No ones caught my eye I guess”

I'm still hung up on the person that murdered Joel. Oops.

Ellie nodded. She wasn't really sure why she was interested in your single status but she was happy with your response.

The rest of the ride continued with playful banter, Ellie was feeling like she could finally breathe when it was just the two of you joking around. As if for just a few moments she could allow herself to smile before her mind brought her back to the things that haunted her the most. She was getting attached, but that's okay. You promised you'd never leave her. 

Right? 

Arriving in a deserted city the two of you found a music shop. 

“Valiant music shop”

“Should we check for supplies?”

 You both got off the horse, Ellie first, holding your hand and helping you jump down.

“Man. Imagine this place when everything was intact… you could just goof off playing some instruments” 

“We should totally start a band Els”

Ellie laughed, it was the first laugh you've heard from her in a while, it brought you joy. You couldn't deny it, you had an urge to make her laugh. When she first smiled at you, breaking down her awkward exterior it was like you'd suddenly do anything to see it again. But there were certain limits to that, with Abby planted firmly in your heart, there was only so much you'd do for your best friend. 

“No we actually should, I’ll play guitar.”

“I call drums”

“Oh? Didnt take you for a drums player”

“I like banging on random objects it relieves my stress”

Ellie smirked.

“What type of banging we talkin?”

You gave her a shove, she tripped.

“Hey! I could’ve fallen and died from that!”

“You asked for it making stupid jokes like that you freak”

“Freak? Oh i'm totally a freak.” She smirked again, you gave her a disgusted face.

“Ellie oh my god”

“What? Just being honest”

“You can go take your honestly and shove it up your ass,I dont wanna hear it”

“Ass play? Didn't expect that from you either”

This fucking girl.

“Oh my god. Shut the fuck up!” 

“Okay okay, I’ll stop!”

You sighed in relief, glad her teasing was over.

The pair of you went to the second floor of the shop, Ellie found a guitar, preserved in its case.

“Hey! No way!” Ellie jumped excitedly

“Cool! Can you play?”

“Joel taught me…”

“Could you play me a song? I'd love to hear it”

“Yea, yea of course”

Ellie began to strum on the guitar, she sang and if she was anyone else you would have gotten second hand embarrassment. But this was Ellie, and she sang beautifully.

“If I ever were to lose you,

I’d surely lose myself.

Everything I've found here, 

I've not found myself…”

You watched Ellie’s hand as they moved on the strings, fascinated. 

“It's been a long time since i've heard music” you spoke, reminiscing.

“When was the last time?” Ellie questioned after her song was over

“Hmmm” You thought back

“I had a record player. It was a gift from Alison when we first started going out. I had like two records and i'm pretty sure she regretted getting it for me since I started playing them non stop” a happy, shy expression settled on your face and Ellie watched it with adoration.

“What songs were they?”

“Head over heels by ummm Tears for Fears, and the other one is embarrassing”

Ellie caught your eye

“No, tell me! I promise I'll keep it a secret!”

“It's called Love Fool by The Cardigans, came out in like 1996?”

“Never heard of that. What are the lyrics?”

“Hmm something like, love me love me say that you love me? It was embarrassing. The entire song is kind of depressing. It's basically begging to be loved no matter the cost”

Ellie pauses for a moment, lost in thought.

“Sounds like me to be honest” Ellie said in a self-deprecating voice.

You almost laughed, Ellie noticed how you held it in and grinned

“No it's okay, you can laugh.”

You giggled

“Sounds like you?”

“Yea I have this issue where I fall in love and it ends up so complicated. I kind of end up sounding like that.”

You made an awkward expression not exactly sure how to respond

“How many times have you fallen in love, Ellie?”

“Three times”

Your expression changed to a shocked one, for some reason you didnt think Ellie would answer with such ease.

“Was one of them Dina?” 

Ellie cracked her knuckles, a nervous habit.

“Mhm”

“Im sorry, that heartbreak must've been very difficult”

“It was but I don't think anything beats my first heartbreak” Ellie mumbled, thinking of Riley

“Yea, me neither” You only thought of Abby.

“How about you? How many times have you been in love?”

“Once” The answer came naturally, Ellie was surprised

“Just Alison?”

“Mhm, just Alison.”

“I'm shocked I thought you would have been more experienced”

“No one else loved me like she did, and I have never loved anyone else like I loved her”

“Do you…still love her?” Ellie looked away, the question itself, for some reason, hurt a little bit. But you were her best friend. 

“y/n’s love life is none of my business.” She thought to herself

Oh, what to say in this situation?  You pondered 

“No. No I dont”

Big fat  fucking lie.

Somehow, Ellie trusted your response and didn't push it any further.

You both headed back, Ellie once again, holding your hand to get back on the horse.

And as you gripped her waist, gently you rested your forehead on her shoulder. 

Ellie on the other hand, was much too satisfied with these touches.

“Fuck”

“Not this again.”