Is it ok if I ask for more police!ellie?????
a/n; ofc! :))
yes, sir
ellie williams x fem! reader
cw; +18 content! minors dni!, dom! ellie x sub! reader, punishment (r receiving), teasing, ellie being mean, spanking (r receiving), jealousy, possessiveness, kissing, make out session, praising, use of sir (ellie loves it), praise kink, degradation, fingering (r receiving), cum eating…
the training to enter the police corpse was hard. your body was always sore. and your stress levels were high. but it was worth it. you were helping people. making them safer. and that’s what mattered. or that’s what you repeated to yourself, ‘cause if you didn’t you’d actually forget about it and kill your fucking instructor.
ellie williams was a living nightmare. she was mean, and harsh, didn’t give a fuck about you or your problems. she wouldn’t have no crybabies on her team. she also seemed to despise you.
“what was that? i heard mumbling there.” she squinted her eyes at you, and you gritted your teeth.
“yes, sir.” you repeated, and she smirked.
“it’s nice to hear you can actually speak. you’re not dumb after all. but i’ll have to teach you to follow orders…” your muscles tensed. all of this ‘cause you had forgotten that today you were supposed to use long cargo pants instead of the short ones. fucking bitch… “20 push-ups.” you looked at her in disbelief and she arched her eyebrows like a ‘well?’. you dropped to your knees. “i wanna hear you count, understood?”
“yes, sir.” your palms made contact with the floor. you swore your teeth might broke by how hard you were grinding them. “one…”
she stood there, looking at you suffer as you managed to do the 20 non-stop. you knew that if you stopped to take a rest she’d add another 20, so even if your arms were shaking, you pulled it off.
“turns out you’re not as useless as i thought.” she smiled at you, and you swallowed the scoff that wanted to scape your throat. you almost fucked it up by rolling your eyes. “get up and out of my sight before i change my mind.”
“yes, sir. thank you, sir.” you said, getting up from the floor and leaving.
dina, your best friend, whistled as you walked towards her. you rolled your eyes now that corporate willisms couldn’t see you.
“she really has it for you.” she laughed and you sighed.
“she hates me. and i don’t even know what i’ve done!” you took a sip of your water.
“probably cause you look good all the goddamn time.” dina winked at you and you scoffed, bumping her shoulder.
“stop flirting with me or i’ll think you want to take me to bed.”
“and what if i do?” you laughed as she rose and lowered suggestively her eyebrows.
your body froze when you heard william’s voice screaming your last name.
“yes, sir?”
“you two take your bullshit out of my camp.” she scowled, giving dina a dirty look. “people are here to take their futures and training seriously, not to flirt and have fun.” you gulped. she had a fucking stick up her ass or what?
“yes, sir.” you gritted.
“don’t make me punish you again.” she warned before going away, the muscles of her back tensed through her white wife beater.
“fucking dick…” you muttered and dina snickered.
“dude she’s so into you.” your eyes shot open.
“what the fuck are you talking about?”
“that right there? pure jealousy.” she took a sip of her electrolytes drink.
“maybe she is into you.” ellie almost choked.
“you’ve gotta be kidding. did you see the way she looked at me? almost killed me.”
you rolled your eyes.
“you’re delusional. she’s not into me.” you looked at ellie just to find her already looking at you with her arms folded against her chest, quickly looking away with a frown.
oh?
“you’re the one being delusional. it’s obvious. that’s why she’s being a dick with you.” dina shrugged. “and you like her too.” you scoffed.
“me? woah. the sun is really making you hallucinate.” you put a hand on her head to feel the warmth on her hair.
“sure. call me crazy.” she was the one now rolling her eyes. “but you can’t fool me.”
“i’m not trying to fool you.”
your eyes met again, ellie‘s green ones staying put this time.
or maybe you were.
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it was late at night. you had had to stay today to do your rounds, and you were fighting to not fall asleep.
it’s not like you could anyways…
“falling asleep?” you rolled your eyes at ellie’s voice.
“no, sir.” she had been rounding you for hours, making sure you stayed awake and teasing you.
“sure. you look about to pass out.” you scoffed.
“i wish. that way i would have to deal with you…” you muttered and her eyebrows rose.
“what was that?” she inquired, getting closer.
“nothing, sir.” you said and she hummed.
“really? ‘cause i definitely heard something. why don’t you speak up for me, hm?” she leaned over you, since you were sitting on a chair, her eyes harshly looking into yours.
you stayed silent, to what she smirked.
“what is it, huh? cat got your tongue?” your heart jumped into your chest when her index and thumb took your chin, making you look up at her.
“no, sir.” you answered.
“then go ahead. speak.”
“i said; i wish. that way i wouldn’t have to deal with you.” you gritted your teeth, cheeks blushing in anger.
“well aren’t you sweet…” she cooed, her hand trailing down to your neck before harshly pulling from you to pull you closer and up. her breath hit your face as she pushed you against the wall, making you let out a gasp. “is that the way in which you talk to a superior?” your chest puffed up with a deep breath.
“no.”
“no, what?” she squinted her eyes.
“no, sir.” she hummed.
“atta girl. see? it’s not that hard to be nice. although i do think you need a lesson, what do you think, princess?”
princess. princess. princess.
“answer me.” she ordered.
“yes, sir.”
“on your front. hands on the wall.” you followed once she freed you from her warm hand. you almost missed it. the skin on your neck was burning.
you gave her your back, placing your hands on the wall and she harshly pushed your head down, making your ass stick out. her eyes fell on it, her tongue dampening her lips.
“3 fucks up on a day. you really like trouble don’t you?” you shivered at the low on her voice, her hand on your hip. “pull down your pants.” she ordered and you froze. your cheeks burned. oh fuck. “did you not hear me? pull down your pants.” she repeated, and that’s when your shaky hands found the hem of your cargo shorts, undoing the button and the zipper. you knew you could stop this. you knew she wouldn’t push you. but you wanted it. you wanted her to punish you. see how far she would go. “that’s it. good girl.” she praised you as you pushed them down your legs, letting them pool down on your ankles.
you bit down on your lip as you placed your hands back on the wall. you were shaking.
her eyes took in the pretty lace panties you had worn that day, smirking. “these are pretty.” you shivered when her fingertips traced them. “you wore them for woodward?” you shook your head. “can’t hear you.” you jolted when she left a soft spank on your ass. your knees almost buckled. what was going on? how the hell had you ended up here? and why the fuck were you enjoying it so much?
“no.” you shakily said, and ellie hummed.
“you sure? you too seemed awfully friendly this morning. you fucking her?” you could hear the sting on her voice.
“no.” you promised, but she spanked you once again, this time harsher.
“manners.”
“no, sir.” you corrected yourself.
her hand roamed on your ass, cupping your cheek and squeezing, making you let out a muffled whimper that made her smirk.
“you really need a lesson, huh?” you nodded, biting down on your lip. “that’s what i thought. why don’t you count up for me, hm? i think 15 will do.” you almost moaned.
“yes, sir.” fuck. how much it turned her on when you called her sir.
“atta girl.”
“one.” you muttered when the first harsh slap hit your skin, bracing yourself. she was kind enough to not start strong, although you knew you’d be left shaking. “two…” your breath was growing shallow, and your legs were trembling.
“just like that. loud and clear for me, baby.” you whimpered.
“three, four…”
it stung. it hurt. but it hurt so good. you were sure you were soaking your panties.
by the time you reached ten your knees were wobbling and ellie had had to use her free hand to keep you upright.
“please, sir…” you moaned, tears stinging your eyes.
“just five more, come on, you’re doing so good… be good for me just for a little bit more, hm?” you nodded, and she smiled. “good girl.”
“eleven, twelve…” you whimpered. you were sure your ass would be glowing red. “thirteen, fourteen…” you took a deep breath, nails digging on the wall as her palm made contact with your ass one last time. “fifteen.” she caressed your irritated skin, hushing you.
“that’s it. now breath for me, doll. breath for me.” you followed her orders, taking deep breaths. she pushed you up, spinning you so you would be facing her. your cheeks were flushed red, your lips bitten and glossy, along with your glazed eyes. you looked beautiful. and she knew this was all her. and you were soaked. she groaned as her hand cupped your clothed cunt. “how pathetic, you’re getting wet over this?” you whimpered as her fingers pushed in between your slit, teasing you.
“please…” you begged, your hips jolting against her touch.
“please what? speak up.” she ordered.
“please, sir. touch me.” she hummed.
“seems a little spanking did the trick, hm? being so obedient… i think you deserve a reward, don’t you think?” you nodded, and she cooed, pushing your panties aside and making you moan when her fingers were finally touching you with no barriers.
“oh fuck…” you cried out, your clit throbbing under her touch. she hushed you.
“shh, it’s okay. i’ve got you. i’ve got you.” she circled your clit, and your legs buckled. her other hand took your hip, bruising your skin as she held you up.
“ellie…”
“nuh-uh. gotta ask nicely, baby.” she was teasing you, a smirk on her lips as her finger prodded at your entrance.
“sir…” a moan left your lips, and she groaned. that went straight to her cunt.
as a reward she pushed her middle finger inside, stretching your pulsing pussy. “so tight…” you moaned as she started to thrust it in and out, hearing the slick sounds your cunt made for her.
you were a moaning and whimpering mess by the time she pushed the second finger inside, curling them to hit your g spot. it was almost embarrassing how turned on you were, how close you were to cumming. her lips were on your neck, sucking bruises that she knew everyone would see tomorrow. maybe that’s what she wanted, for all of them to know that you were already hers.
there was something so primal in the way she had taken one of your legs to her hip to fuck her fingers harsher and deeper into you…
one of your hands were on her hair, tugging at her auburn strands as she fucked you closer and closer to your orgasm.
“you close, baby? gonna cum on my fingers?” you nodded, biting down on your bottom lip. “then go ahead, wanna see it drip down your thighs.” and you did, letting go as the band snapped and your cunt gushed all over her fingers with a long moan. she fucked you through it, circling your clit to extend your high. “that’s it. give it to me. good girl…” you moaned at the praise, panting as it subsided. you whimpered when she took them out, pulling her fingers up to her mouth to suck on them. “so sweet…” you couldn’t help but tug from her hair to kiss her, tasting yourself on her tongue.
that night turned out to be really long one…
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MEET THE CAST. CL 16 ◦ CS 55 ◦ LN 4 ◦ MV 1
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ᡣ𐭩 ⎯⎯ CHARLES LECLERC 16
" he who buys out entire stores for you "
spoilt in riches
"mon amour ! " [ my love ] the sound of your boyfriends chirpy voice made you smile and place your book down on the side table by the sofa.
" in here . "you reply, walking over to the living room entryway, prepared to welcome him back with a hug, but as you approached him and opened your arms, a sharp jab hit your ribs which made you stumble back.
"charles ?" you arch your brow at him, planting your hands on your hips as he grinned wider, showing off the multiple, high-end bags that hung from his enclosed fists, " what is this ? "
Charles crossed over to the center table, placing down the bags with little care and turned to finally loop and arm around your waist, " well, y'know how alex had asked me and the guys to help with anniversary shopping for Lily ?"
you hummed, finally tearing your eyes away from the silk and lace that peeked out of the thick cardboard, " honey..." you began warnigly, already knowing where this was going.
" ce n'est pas ma faute ! " [ it isn't my fault. ] he defended, his eyes darting to the front door anxiously bouncing between your face and the already opening hallway, " we just kept going and going and going- " he enunciated with his hands, rolling them over eachother, "and going, it was too tempting. "
Charles held his hands up and watched, amused, as you sifted through the shopping, eyes widening comically as you got a peak at the price tags, " Charles ! " you hissed.
" what ? " he answered back, more focussed on his friends who were barrelling into the apartment, each of them carrying atleast 5 bags each.
Max was the first to plumet the boutique carriers down, hufffing whilst flopping onto the couch, " man, charles, you- " he weazed, "- you have a problem. i think i tore something . " he whined, holding his side.
charles blew air through his lips and flipped his hand at the dutchman, " you're a world champion. walk it off. "
you grimaced at max, who just stared at your boyfriend with an open mouth, " he's right darling, this is too much. "
Lando, Carlos and Alex all followed soon after, added to the pile with multiple trips back and forth to what you assumed to be an armed tank full of your boyfriend's precarious spending.
"charles- it's still going..." you huffed, offering a lemon water bottle to a certain spaniard who was drentched in sweat and sniffing his fingers.
carlos smiled at you briefly, chugging the electrolyte before gasping and slumping back, "dammit, maldito infierno, my hands smell like all those tuity fruity shops you dragged us to. " [ fucking hell ]
"you're a millionare, buy some hand wash. " charles answered back, shrugging his shoulders. he lifted carlos up and pushed him out the door to retrieve more bags.
" charlie, tell me how many more bags there are ? " you gestured around your space, already overtaken with more than millions of euros worth of shopping, " i mean, this is excessive. there's jewellery, shoes, dresses, tops. where should i wear all of this ? "
charles stuck his tongue out at you with faux-confusion before cupping your cheeks and planted a wet kiss on your nose, " we'll just have to go out more often. "
rolling your eyes, you returned his affection, winding your hands around his waist before reaching up and plucking absent-mindedly at his shirt, " yeah- now you got a good excuse ... " you trailed off, biting your lip, " but it bothers me, i can afford this too y'know. it feels so.. odd. "
" what's odd about it ? dis-moi, je vais le réparer " [ tell me, i'll fix it ] his thumbs rubbed comfortingly at your cheeks.
" i don't know- this is all your money, it makes me feel indebted to you, almost guilty . " you bite your lip and grasp his wrists, not wanting him to be hurt by your words and pull away entirely.
though, to your surprise, charles hummed and pulled your closer, resting his chin on your head whilst peppering his lips across your hair, " i understand mon chéri, but, i like spoiling you, it's my way of showing you that i love you. i would never expect something back from you, not this way atleast. " [ my daring ] he paused and looked around him, "think of it as a personifaction of my love ? "
you bit your lip and nodded up at him, your chest warming at the content glint in his eye and enamoured smile he wore, he brought his thumb up to your chin and pulled your lip free before leaning down and brushed his mouth against yours.
his lips worked in tandem with yours, pouring his affection into his movements whilst his hands came up to brush through your hair and pull you impossibly closer.
" - ehm ehm "
" oh come on, how come they get to sex it up here, while we're hauling ass ? "
" - SIMP ! "
a miriad of complaints erupted behind the pair of you, forcing you both apart with a surprised jolt. charles groaned and dropped his hands away from you, gearing up to whip his friends into shape, that was until you put a hand up to stop him and appraoched the trio yourself.
" come on guys, i'm sorry about all this ... " you apologised and smiled brightly, " i really owe you one ! "
a choked sound came from charles, who stood in awe at how these seasoned professionals melted at your sunny expression and merely walked into the house to drop the last of the bags in with not one complaint.
" bye guys, thank you so much ! " you thanked them, waiting until the electronic beep of the lock secured the door closed and allowed you to stare at the final salad heap of the shopping.
charles walked up behind you, ensnaring your waist with his hands before pressing your back against his chest, "show me your ways, princesse , they never listen to me. " [ princess ] he kissed a line up and down the column of your neck, smirking against your skin when you shivered and leaned your head against his shoulder.
" i could show you something else.." you mumurred, placing your hands over his fingers that laid flat against your stomach before lacing them together, "... i could show my love for you, in a different way . " you blinked coquetteishly up at him, fluttering your eyelashes as he growled playfully and coaxed a delighted squeal from you when he picked you up, legs flailing in the air.
ᡣ𐭩 ⎯⎯ CARLOS SAINZ 55
" he who showers you in emotion "
spoilt in vehemence
" Te amo querida " carlos whispers against your cheek, his hand resting on your hip as you leaned into his hold and watched his back when he detached to walk away, towards his motorhome. He turned around and smiled at you, blowing a kiss dramatically.
" god, you guys are so cute... " alexandra mumurred, grinning like a cheshire as you returned his dramatics with an over the top play of his kiss shooting you in the heart.
" yeah... " you agreed, blinking your eyes quickly to exit the rosy haze that overtook your eyes.
" i wish charles would be so open with his love ... " she twirled the straw in her cup as her chin dug into her palm, eyes tranfixed on her own parter who felt her gaze and smiled shyly at her.
you tilted your head at her, " we're not that open . "
alex arched a brow, " really ? "
flashback # 1
the bass boost of the club made your ears ring and lean into carlos' chest, hands slapped over the sides of your face.
He glanced down at you, " you okay, mi vida ? " [ my life ]
you nodded, leaning forward cheekily to take the straw of his drink into your mouth and sip the alcoholic drink with a satisfied hiss, " so good . " thumbs up-ing him.
locking his eyes on your dazed, flushed face, his gaze softened when you laughed loudly at a joke that kika had just drunkenly attempted to tell.
" you're staring . " you shout over the music after you had caught your breathe, " someone would think that you're weird . "
carlos hummed thoughtfully, fingers pinching your chin gently as he leaned down to brush his lips against your cheek , " let them, i'm sure they'll understand when they see how beautiful you look tonight. "
arching away from his mouth you roll your eyes and loop your arms around his neck, pulling him towards you, " yeah yeah- i think you're prettier, Que guapo eres " [ how handsome you are ]
flashback #2
you stared at yourself in the mirror, twisting on your spot whilst watching the silky fabric skim your ankles and flow like liquid gold from your hips.
" honey, estas lista ? " [ are you ready ] carlos loomed into the walk in wadrobe, eyes widening at your reflection, his hand slipped briefly from its spot planted ont the white wood door of the room until he caught himself and cleared his throat.
you giggled at his reeaction, hands running along the length of the apparrel before coming up to your neck and adjusting the dainty necklace that slinked down to your cleavage that lay exposed from the deep ' v ' cut.
" do i look okay ? " you tilted your head at him in the mirror, humming contently when he came up from behind and bunched his hands up on your hips, fingers swimming in the slinky fabric.
" Pareces una diosa, caída de una gota de sol y regalada desde el cielo. " [ you look like a goddess, fallen from a drop of sunshine and gifted to me from the heavens ] he twirled you around, hand raised high above your head, guiding you in delicate circles and bringing you closer to his chest before linking your hands together. he stared down at you, chuckling when you displayed the shimmery glitter on your eyelids.
your chin rested on his button down shirt as you snorted and began to fiddle with his fingers, " you flatter me , señor . "
" rightfully so, señora " he bumped your noses together, smiling widely.
" yeah okay, we are open . " you grumbled.
alex chuckled at your expression, pinching your cheek playfully before sighing, " lucky you ."
" hey, " you rested a hand on hers that sat on the table, " charles loves you, i've seen it alex, it's like you hung the moon and stars when he looks at you ."
she brightened at you words, flipping her palm to hold you hand and squeeze it hopefully, " really ? "
nodding, you squeezed back " yeah, really . "
" it's nothing like you two though, it's so... surreal to watch him fall in love with you, every time he looks at you . " alexandra gushed.
you blushed and waved a hand infront of your face, " then we both got lucky . "
" we really did ."
ᡣ𐭩 ⎯⎯ LANDO NORRIS 4
" he who attaches you at the hip "
spoilt in prescence
" damn man, you can let her breathe . " oscar leans to the side, eyebrows jumping up his forehead as he takes in the scene before him.
Lando, arms wrapped like an anaconda around your neck and in turn tucking your head into his chest whilst you had your hands burried beneath his t-shirt, wrapped around his bare waist.
" no " you protested, already snuggling closer to him, " i need him in my veins ."
oscar huffed out a laugh, rubbing the back of his head as lando nodded definitevely and patted your head, " ya'll are on some other crack . "
" whatever floats your boat oscie . " you call out as the driver walks away from the pair of you.
" in your veins, huh ? " lando smirked down at you, tucking his chin back to lay his forehead against yours.
" yeah ." you harrumph, biting his noise, " you got a problem with that ? "
" no ma'am ."
" good"
" you guys need to let it up . " a third voice interupted your bickering. Lando's pr manager stood to the side of you, arms crossed over one another.
" aw come on glenda, it's not that bad ." lando pouted, laying his cheek on your head.
" it's constant. "
you snorted at her, " well thats a bit unne- "
" constant . "
lando stood taller, " okay then, smarty pants, give us 2 reasons why we should stop being affectionate. i mean you've seen all the other couples, i don't see why you- "
" number 1 " glenda interrupted again with a singular finger pointed up.
instance #1
" so lando, todays race obviously went well, with you coming P3 and the ferrari's scoring a 1-2 finish. can you walk as through what exactly was going on during the battle for 3 rd with perez ? "
lando nodded, grinning cheerfully as he wiped some sweat from his upper lip, " right, well, the race did you amazingly well- umph !"
he surged backwards from the force that had come into contact with his chest.
" i'm so proud of you lando, " you jumped up and down in his dizzy hold as he shook his head and attempted to steady himself. though, you ignored that when you burried your hands in his hair and dragged his mouth to yours, kissing him passionately.
just as your tongue came to run over the seam of his lips and his hands tightened around your waist, the interviewer tapped lando cautiously on the shoulder and sheepishly requested that they continue.
you sighed and detached from lando, who was also blinking back into reality. you laced your arm around his waist and leaned into his side, prompting the blushing interviewer to continue.
"- so you're just gonna stay like that ? "
both you and lando looked at one another and looked at the man infront of you.
" okay then. " he conceded and listened to lando's response.
" oh come on glenda, mark didn't even care ." you whined, stomping your feet.
" he had a nosebleed. "
lando snorted, " he has the structural integrity of wet seaweed, mark should never be trusted not to get a nosebleed. "
" stop shitting on mark. " glenda deadpanned, " number 2"
instance #2
" the aerodynamics on turn 2 were absolutly of the charts, how did you do that ? " an engineer turned away from the computer to glance at lando, who was leaned against a table but had got up to approach the data.
" i'm not sure.. but has anyone seen my girlfriend ? " lando wondered out loud, looking down at his phone.
" she left a few minutes ago, " another passing worker commented before walking away towards the other side of the garage.
" what ? why didn't anyone tell me ? she's a small human, it's easy for her to get hurt ? or fall down a man hole, or any hole in general, holes are the enemy here. " he rambled, already calling your cell hurriedly.
" why are we talking about holes ? " you call out, picking at your nails.
lando perked up and ran at you, arms wrapping around your chest as he picked you up and instictively you locked your legs around his waist.
" oh god, you're safe. "
" i went to take a shit lando ." you tapped his head comfortingly nonetheless.
" take me next time. " he mumbled into your chest.
" what ? "
" i don't see a problem with it glenda" lando shrugged
" we had to call HR, you said 'holes' 5 times" glenda gestured to your intertwined limbs and flicked her hand at the two of you.
" well holes are dangerous, especially for me, broke my nose cause of a hole once. " you defended, unravelling from your defeated boyfriend.
" yeah holes are super dangerous, who's going to protect her from all the holes in the world ? the world's holes are dangerous, glenda. "
" someone call steve from HR ! "
ᡣ𐭩 ⎯⎯ MAX VERSTAPPEN 1
" he who demonstrates his affection "
spoilt in action
" i'm home ! " you call out, dropping your bag onto the floor and groaning as you kick off your heels.
max padded out to the living room, grimacing as your shoulders popped before approaching you and kissing your cheek, "hoe gaat het met je mijn liefste ? " [ how are you my love ] he stroked your face gently before taking your hand in his and began to run his thumb up and down your knuckles.
" i feel like a bus hit me, " you laid your head on his sturdy shoulder, " then backed up on me, and then a pack of rabid wolves humped my head ."
" creative ." max hummed, chuckling when you pouted at him, " i..." he started, cheeks heating up precariously, " i did something for you, cause i know that work has been hard lately. "
cooing, you let him guide you out of the living room and into your bedroom, " here. "
he handed you a soft robe, " you gotta take off your clothes. "
" yeah, i know ." you snickered, gesturing for him to unbotton your shirt as you worked on your long slacks.
Max's fingeerr's shook against your freshly exposed skin when he pushed the shirt off, despite this, he trailed kisses along your shoulders, moving from the left towards your sternum before reaching your right side.
your breathing slowed, body finally relaxing against his gentle motions as you brought a hand up to thread through his hair. he dragged down your bra strap whilst dancing one of his hands up from the back of your waist to pop open the clasp, and although his eyes darkened at the sight of your breasts, the fingers that trailed down your skin were gentle and caring, kneading the tension out of them.
eventually, you were so relaxed that your eyes had fluttered shut and max had to coax the robe onto your slumped shoulder to usher you into the bathroom.
" oh max," you gasped, taking in the transformed space, aroma therapy candles littered the free surafaces, wafting a sweet pungent scent into the air that mixed into a melodious fusion of smells that escaped froom the steaming bathtub, the water within stained a sleepy blue.
he had set up a simple projector onto thee ceiling, producing relaxing views of a nebula onto the once plastered, white area.
" its so lovely, you're amazing, " you pulled him close and kissed his similng mouth, pouring yourr adoration into the melding of your lips together.
" you deserve it, mijn perfecte vrouw" [ my perfect woman ] max replied, sitting you down on the chair that laid perfectly infront of the mirror, he leant forward aand retrieved your brush before stroking the bristles through your hair with the utmost care.
he took his time, de-tangling your chaotic mane until it calmed down to a tamed waterful, running down your back, " wow, your hair is so smooth ." he commented, bringing his head down to run his nose through the silky strands. chuckling, you splayed your hand against the back of his neck.
"next step," he whispered to himself, takinng another familiar bottle from the coounter, " you use this hair oil, right ? "
"when did you get to know this ? " you mock-gasped, " it was my best kept secret."
" i called my sister. "
" yeah that checks out."
max took the oil onto his fingers, heating up the liquid between the pads of them before running his hands against your scalp to massage in the nutrients.
after the numerous steps that had to be completed to perfection, he moved you towards the still steaming bath.
" you're getting in too right ? " you asked, as if it were obvious whilst tugging at the bow that wasa tied lazily around your waist.
"well... i didn't plan on it." max shrugged.
" i want you to," you stepped towards him, pushing away the robe from your shoulders and let the material pool at your feet, " please ? "
" you play dirty, Schatje " [ sweetheart ] max groaned, letting you pull at his clothes until he was in the same state of undress that you were in.
giggling, you take his hand and let him submerge you into the water, " yeah, but you love it, " you stick your tongue out at him.
" yes, i do, " he conceeded, pressing his lips against your forehead as he joined you in the warmth, snuggling behind you and pulling your hips up- into his lap, " but i'm washing your hair, i did not let my sister yap my ear off for nothing. "
you rest your head against his shoulder, neck tilted so you could admire his face, bringing a hand up you trace his side profile softly, " i would expect nothing less. " you whisper.
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