#just a lil blurb for yall on this tuesday <3

[vampiefemme]

something something ellie getting jealous of your friends and being more possessive around them… ‘cause they have to know you’re hers and hers alone.

it starts off pretty subtle - you catch ellie’s sharp glances when your friends compliment your outfits, touch your hair, jokingly slap your ass. if it isn’t for the way her knuckles blanche when she takes a sip of her beer, the way her dark green eyes give your friends a once-over dipped in contempt when she thinks you’re not watching, you wouldn’t notice. but you catch on to each hint and watch with amusement - is she really jealous? of them?

your friends give you a kiss on the cheek, nothing more than a greeting, and ellie won’t let go of you for the rest of the night. she’ll take you along to grab another round from the bar, holds the shitty bathroom stall door closed from the inside when you declare you need a piss break. your friends can’t pull you away if they tried… but it’s not like you’re complaining. ellie even dances with you, sways her hips with yours and glowers at your friends when their eyes drift to her hands on your ass.

and don’t get even get me started on the kissing - ellie’s mouth is latched to yours as frequently as it can be without it being borderline pornographic. she makes out with you in dingy, beer-sticky bar corners, moans into your mouth as you kiss on crowded dance floors. there’s not a soul in a ten-mile radius who wouldn’t know who you belong to.

but still… you like that she’s always proving that you’re hers, and she’s yours.