#sub!ellie until the strap breaks

[andersonfilms]

eighteen+

“you’re such a good girl, baby. taking my cock like it was made for you.” ellie is forced into looking at the mirror in front of her, your strength bending her over the bathroom sink as you fuck her to submission.

every slap to her supple ass turns her brain in to mush, ellie’s pelvis slamming against the sharp granite each time you fucked into her fills her cunt with delight. strong hand pinning your girlfriend’s tattooed arm behind her back only makes her slump, cheeks pressed coldly into the countertop.

“poor sweet els. you’re being a good girl now, but you were flirting with the waitress all night. batting your gorgeous green eyes, letting her touch your arm, calling her pretty right in front of me.”

ellie knows she won’t last much longer, it’s too much. sinfully sensational in the way you’re fucking her, clit is throbbing so intensely it’s nearly painful; there’s nothing to think about but you.

just when the pit of ellie’s stomach starts to contract, your pace becomes agonizingly slow. “what? you really thought i was going to let you come so easily? bad girls don’t get to come, not after tonight.”

“what’s going to happen is you’re going to keep looking in the mirror, you’re going to watch me fall apart from fucking you and if you do come? i’m not touching you for a week. got it, brat?”

you’re waiting for a response. ellie happily gives it to you.

“yes mommy.”

[theresascove]

atta girl

farmhand!ellie williams x f!reader

ellie teaches you how to ride

tw: filthy smut/sex, modern!au, strap in v (r!receiving), (strap has that thing added that brings both people pleasure), Ellie calls it her dick, dom!Ellie, sub!reader, degrading/praise, impact play (spanking), riding position, grinding

wc ✎ 1.2k __ I wrote this instead of doing the two assignments due tonight….

“You don’t know how to ride?”

She was pitched up atop her horse, its tail swishing from time to time. A grin was etched upon her face, a mix of disbelief and playfulness. You dig your hands into the back pockets your jeans, shrugging.

“Nobody’s shown me.”

Well, next thing you know you’re being hosted up onto her horse. A hand reaching to help you hoist yourself up and swing your legs around. You sat in front of her, her back pressing into yours as she slid on behind you. Her hands came around you wrap onto the handles.

“Here,” she guides your hands onto the reigns, “put ‘em here.”

She moves closer, her breath soft against your ear as she explains. The proximity sends a thrill through you, the air thick with unspoken energy. Each action she talks you through it, hands intentionally sliding over you “innocently.” Your waist, hands, thigh, neck—every place her hand touched left behind a burning sensation.

One thing quickly lead to another. Her touch burned you earlier and you needed more. She has you melting against the wall just next to her front door—showing how desperately the two of you needed one another. She has yours hands pinned beside you as her breaks you down. Her body, warm, was pressed against yours and so were her lips. She was kissing you like fire needs oxygen—desperate and fervent. Each one was intentional in tearing you down, in making you need her.

Her hands lifted off of yours to reach onto your jean holes, tugging you impossibly closer, “my room?”

“Yes,” you pant, your hands moving off the wall to cup her cheeks, “yes. Please Ellie.”

She pulls you along, keeping her finger hooked into your jeans until you’ve reached her bedroom. You’re backed up onto her bed, the scent of her surrounding you and you can’t get enough. Her hands grasp your ankles, dragging you down the bed until your hips are meeting hers. She leans over you, pressing kisses up your body until she reaches your lips again to give you a sweet peck.

“Raise your hands for me,” moving back to remove your shirt, “there we go.”

She’s talking you through it again, one word after another and you’re left bare beneath her. Her hips move against yours, rubbing and pressing against your core so perfectly. With a slide of her wrist, she brings her hand down to rub between your folds. No time is wasted. One finger is pushed through, and not long a second is added—scissoring you wide.

“So good, that’s it.”

Your legs are shivering around her, moans escaping and falling into the space between the two of you. The airs musky, smelling of the two of you already. Her eyes are shifting between your wet cunt and your lidded eyes. After a third one and she’s moving them to angle, searching for your spot. The second she sees you jerk your hips and hears you moan louder, she doesn’t stop angling it there. There’s no stimulation to your clit whatsoever, and despite that you feel your orgasm very slowly build from the tension and the way she’s dealing with you now. She knows what she’s doing, each action moving exactly where you need.

She slips her fingers out and brings you up the bed, climbing atop of you and keeping her lips on yours the entire time. It catches you off guard when she flips the two of you, switching so you’re left straddling her thighs. She reaches over towards her nightstand, pulling the harness to wrap around her hips. Seeing the look on your face, she pats your thigh before jerking you closer.

“Never rode this way before either,” she questions, kissing your jaw, “I’ll teach you.”

Her calloused hands are reaching for your waist, almost moaning seeing the shine between your thighs. Your hands wrap around her shoulders, fingers fiddling with her hair. She guides you down her length with a mix. There’s a softness there in how she’s guiding you, but her pace isn’t soft. Now fully inside you, she grinds up into you as you get adjusted.

“Fuck, there you go—atta girl.”

Once she feels as if you’re ready, she collides her hand onto the back of your thigh, “go on and lift your hips for me.”

You do and she’s pulling right back down after, relishing in the sound that escapes you. Each grind of your hips pushes the toy at the hilt of the strap against Ellie’s clit, causing her to let out a few sounds of her own.

“Shit Ellie,” you gasp, feeling as if it’s hard to breathe.

“Ride me, c’mon.”

And you try, feeling dizzier each time your hips fall back onto hers. Each time she fills you again, pushing against the spot she stimulated so much earlier, you’re whining. It just falls from your lips, like you have no control over it. No words, nothing comprehendible—just sounds, just, “uhs, auhs, mm.”

Ellie’s in your ear the entire time, whispering a sting of sensual talk. Each word entering your ear affects you, knocking you down peg after peg until you’re full of nothing but her. You’re seeking her touch, her praise, her disapproval, her attention.

It started out sweet, but having you in such a dirty position switches something in her mind. Her words have an edge, her actions leaving a sting.

“Holy hell, look at you riding my dick,” she sighs, “don’t care if it takes all night, I need to have you walking out with a reminder of what we’ve done.”

You moan at the idea.

“Of course you’d like that. Want to leave here with that knowing curve to your walk? Want your friends to know what we did when they see how badly you walk because of me?”

“Yes! Shit, yes Ellie please.”

She rubs her thumb on your bottom lip, spreading it and pushing her thumb in—smiling when you moan around it.

“Ellie, I can’t-please-I can’t anymore,” you babble around her finger.


“Don’t fucking care. Pick up those hips and ride me, I know you can.”

“Touch me please,” you beg, whining, “please.”

She reaches down to rub your clit along with your tired, but paced thrusts. Each time you come down you feel your orgasm come near and you chase it with a newfound energy.

“That’s it, just let go.”

You cry into her neck, gripping her tightly and pushing through the sore feeling to finally feel it all crash over you. The feeling flows through you, making you weak. You slow, shaking in her hold with a gasp. Ellie kisses at your neck, moving you onto your back, wrapping your legs around her waist, “keep them spread, I’m not stopping until you’re begging me to.”

[misserabella]

omg!!!! can we pleaseeee get a part 2 of come over w abby it was literally the best thing i have EVER read ilysm for making that, i didn’t know i needed it until nowhdjjsh <33333

come now

pt1 (come over)

synopsis; abby ran away. but she couldn’t keep herself away from you for too long.

cw; +18 content! minors dni!, party, drinking, smoking, drug usage (weed), mentions of other girls, jealousy, hickeys, teasing, arguing, public! touching, kissing, making out, hate and needy sex, tit and nipple play, dom! abby x sub! reader, fingering (r! receiving), cursing, hair pulling, chocking, strap on usage (r receiving), recording with phone, cum eating, mommy kink, breeding kink, multiple orgasms, praising, praise kink, possessiveness, squirting…

you can feel her eyes on you. you were sweaty, dancing in between that pile of college students that needed a getaway for the weekend. you had so much alcohol on your veins, mind fuzzy and skin warm. she looked good. with a pair of green cargo pants and a tight fucking black shirt. her shiny blonde hair was down on her back, and in between her fingers stood a blunt, a glass filled with alcohol on the other hand. she was resting against a wall, two of her friends talking.

she was supposed to be paying attention, but she couldn’t catch a word when you looked like that. the party was filled with pretty girls of all years, but jesus christ, none of them took her breath away like you did.

after that night, in which she had finally been able to make you moan her name, to have you on her sheets, she had ran away, leaving before you would wake up to god knows where. now it had been a week, a week in which you’d seen abby with all types of girls.

you couldn’t help but scoff at it. of course. you were furious. confused. but at the same time you couldn’t help but want to kick yourself. it had been that easy. as easy as a little call and she’d had you dicked down. had she lied? had she just used you? you were pretty much the last girl she had not yet fucked from the whole school. maybe she just wanted to complete the list. well, now it seems like you were just one more of them.

your whole body had burned. snapping at ellie when she’d dared as ask what had happened. you couldn’t tell her that you had fucked abby anderson, even less that you had liked it.

you were burning up.

your pride eating at you to not stare. to forget about that night. and you had tried. tried multiple nights to forget about her, but al you could do would be roll on your sheets with the reminder of her touch. of her tongue.

you could cum with her name on your tongue. it was awfully easy. and you hated her to her guts for it.

abby did too. she had caved fucking in. she had gone and fucked you. she had promised herself she wouldn’t. ever. you were trouble. you made her feel things she didn’t like to feel. you made her smile when no one else was watching with your little stupidities —she was always staring at you, you just wouldn’t see it—, and made her want to punch herself at the many times you left her awake not being able to take you out of her head.

she could still remember the jealousy of the first years of high school. when cute boys and girls would approach you. she so knew you should be hers. but she was supposed to hate you. she had to. she couldn’t like you. not you. you couldn’t give her butterflies and make her go weak in the knees with just a smile. she wouldn’t have it. wouldn’t accept it.

but you had cracked her. you seem good at it.

the thought of ellie williams in between your legs, her fucking place, had made it impossible to not beg you to come to her. to tell you what she felt. she needed you. and each day, each second was torture. she was meant to break. you had broke her.

with your sweet fucking voice begging for her, your soft moans and your taste. she had tasted heaven. a very dangerous drug. and she couldn’t get addicted.

of course. she had girls asking for one night everywhere, but not even the prettiest one of them all could make her forget about you.

at how beautiful you’d sounded. how good you had taken her cock and made her cum.

she couldn’t ignore you. couldn’t fucking make herself turn to who she was before it all.

your dress was rilling up, soft plush of your thighs showing for her hungry eyes. there was alcohol shining on your lips. and she wanted to lick it off. she was high out of her mind.

but she knew. she knew she couldn’t go another day without it all.

you looked so hot on your tiny dress and high heels, sweat shining on the skin that she had branded before. she wandered if you worn anything underneath. if you’d gone out to try and drip for someone else.

she couldn’t help it. she wasn’t really paying attention to the girl that had been staring and talking to her through the whole night. her eyes were on you, and that fucking girl.

you didn’t knew where your friends were, you didn’t actually care with the buzz in your head and the soft kisses that some girl was leaving on your neck. her hair was soft, short, brown. and her eyes were dark. she was beautiful. and you were desperate. it was easy to fall on her arms with the need to forget abby.

but suddenly. there was that pine scent, and those warm hands gripping your hips. you felt on your back the hum of a harsh “go.” and next thing you knew was that ava was disappearing.

your blood was boiling as you turned around to face anderson. abigail fucking anderson. with her hooded eyes, sharp jaw and big arms. the alcohol was quickly evaporating from your blood. you pushed away. “what the fuck anderson?”

“anderson?” she inquired. “what happened to ‘abby’?” she smirked and you rolled your eyes. “i liked that better.” she leaned in, and you gasped when she got a grip on your hips, pulling you against her. “even more when you were moaning it.” your body shivered at her words, warm on your ear. “who’s the girl, hm?” she inquired, and you scoffed.

“could ask you the same, don’t you think?” she gritted her teeth, and you looked into her eyes. she was staring at the hickeys decorating your neck.

“what? you jealous sweetheart?” she inquired you, and your stomach jumped at the nickname. you could remember her telling you to cum, fucking you harsh and deep. ‘why don’t you come all over my dick, hm? let me see you fall apart.’

your cunt throbbed, and you felt your slick pooling in between your lips. fuck. no. not again.

“i’m not the one coming back to you.” you muttered on her face. and you saw a vein pop on her neck. suddenly, there was a a harsh grip cupping your jaw. she was close. so close you could almost taste the weed off of her lips.

“careful.” she warned, voice low. so low your knees almost wobbled, your throat almost got ripped with a whine.

“or what? you’re gonna beg?” you pushed her. again. just a little further. just a little more. and that’s all she needed to finally do something about it.

the hand on your jaw circled your neck, tugging you against her lips. she groaned on your mouth, and you whimpered, her tongue pushing inside as her fingers left bruises on your hip. the kiss was angry. all teeth and tongue. she felt the same. she still made your hands shake as you pulled on her hair, still made your chest tighten up and your stomach drop.

“fucking brat.” she growled, kissing down your neck, biting over the hickeys glowing on your skin. she needed to put hers over them.

“fucking dick.” you answered.

“yeah, i’m sure you miss mine, huh?” she chuckled on your ear. “fucking you open. you looked so pretty crying on it. so sweet begging…” you moaned, your hips thrusting against hers, feeling the bulge of her strap under the denim.

“shut the fuck up.” you seethed.

“why don’t you make me, pretty girl?”

you did as soon as your mouth was crashing against hers. she grunted, biting down on your lip.

“oh fuck abby.”

“was killing me seeing you with that girl. couldn’t stop thinking about her fucking you like i did, getting the chance to see how good you look when you cum, make you cry…was driving me crazy.” she confessed, making you whimper. “just wanted to come here and fuck you with my fingers. show her and everyone here who you belong to.” you moaned, her teeth nibbling at your neck, her free hand now on stomach, trailing down your stomach. “you’d like that baby?” you nodded. “i beg you would.” you whinedwhen her hand cupped your throbbing and dripping cunt. the distance in between you so little no one could see as she pushed your panties aside, thick fingers spreading your lips and glistening in your arousal. “fuuck. you’re soaked, doll.” she smirked, at the gasp you let out, at the way your thighs clenched. “is it for me?” she inquired and you nodded. “words.”

“yes, abby, fuck…”you sighed, your hips thrusting against her touch.

“upstairs.” she ordered, tugging from your hand and making you whimper when her fingers left you. she was quick to find an empty room on the second floor, pulling you inside and closing the door. it felt like the next breath you took came from her lips. she tasted like weed and alcohol. so sweet and bitter.

“take this off.” you begged, pulling from her black shirt, and she was quick to push it over her head, toned stomach and chest exposed for you to see, her tits perfectly cupped by her sports bra.

“you’re drooling.” she smirked and you rolled your eyes.

“shut up and fuck me.”

“fuck i missed you.” she muttered against your lips, and you whined. “you and that fucking mouth of yours…” her tongue pushed against yours, spit dribbling down your chin as you let her pull from your dress, leaving you in a cute set of lingerie that had her almost falling to her knees.

you were pulling and pushing at each other, ending up on the double bed, your legs at either sides of her thighs, straddling her lap.

her hands where on your hips, her lips on your breasts. you were grinding down against her, looking for some kind of friction, relief.

“wasn’t the other girls enough?” you teased her, although you needed her so bad you were hurting. in answer she pushed down your bra, taking one of your nipples into her mouth as she left a harsh spank on your ass.

“watch your mouth.”

“watch yours. last time it ended on my pussy.”

she scoffed, and now she was pushing your panties aside, fingers meeting the amount of slick that now soaked your cunt. you hissed. “you mean this pussy? the one dripping for me?” all breath got punched out of your lungs when she harshly and suddenly plunged inside two of her fingers, starting to quickly thrust and curl into you, hitting your g spot over and over again. you moaned. “what?” she teasingly asked, looking at the way your mouth hung open and your eyes squeezed shut. “what was that?” she smirked, seeing how easy you became a babbling mess for her. the wet squelches of your pussy filled her ears. you were so tight and so warm inside. “that’s what i thought.” she whispered against your chest, biting and sucking one of your nipples.

“oh fuck abby.” you cried out. you were already so fucking close it was embarrassing, hips thrusting against her fingers so they could reach deeper.

“this is my pussy, not yours. you hear? mine.” she growled, and you moaned. “say it. tell me it’s mine.”

“it’s yours, abby. yours. fuck!”

she cooed. “look at you. what is it, princess? so obedient… got the brat fucked out of you?” you whimpered, feeling your walls fluttering, your g spot being tortured by her thick fingers. “you’re so close already… so close to cumming all over my fingers, aren’t you baby?” you nodded. “come on, be a good girl and give it to me.” you let out this low moan as you followed her words, soaking her fingers in white strings that made her groan. “that’s it. atta girl…” so warm… she fucked you through it, making you make this little choked out sounds that had her soaking her boxers.

you were a mess, all flushed and droopy fucked eyes with glossy bitten lips, watching as she pulled her fingers out and pushed them inside her mouth, humming at the taste. you pulled from her, kissing her, her tongue letting you get a taste of yourself. she turned the two of you around, and one of your hands palmed her strap, making its back bump against her clit and her groan. you kissed her neck, biting and sucking on her skin. “oh fuck.” she sighed, bucking her hips onto your touch.

“abby, fuck me please…” you tugged from her pants, and she nodded —you didn’t need to ask her twice, she was almost panting at the thought of fucking your pussy on her cock—, kissing you as she quickly got rid of her pants and underwear, the strap already on and low on her hips. it was big, and had a lot of ridges. you almost drooled.

she didn’t wait to align herself with your entrance, lubing the tip of the strap with your cum to push inside. your back arched, the sting of her cock stretching you out inch by inch making you let out this beautiful whimper that had abby feeling dizzy. “fuck. pussy taking my cock so good. i’m gonna shape you to my dick. gonna ruin you for anyone else. you’re mine.” she pulled back, your tight walls sucking her in before she would thrust inside up to the hilt, bruising your cervix.

you screamed her name. she was relentless, groaning as the back of the strap would brush against her throbbing clit, her slick making it easy to glide through her puffy folds. you two looked like animals in heat, your hips fucking against her in need for “more, more, more…”

abby groaned, you were basically fucking yourself on her cock. using her to get off. and fuck if that didn’t turn her on.

she took her phone from her pants, the flash of the camera recording making you hum.

“look at you. riding my dick. desperate little thing…” you moaned. she was pointing the camera exactly to where your cunt stretched around the strap, to the mess you were making of her cock and your thighs due to how fucking wet you were. “i should send this to the whole fucking school. make them know who you belong to, hm?” you moaned, the thought of it turning you on so badly you almost came, nodding.

“yes, abby, fuck…”

she groaned. “tell them. tell them who you belong to.” your back arched at the feeling of a light slap against your clit, making you cry out.

“you! you!”

“that’s fucking right. you’re mine.” her thrust became harsher, the sounds of your cunt engulfing her cock making your thighs shake. it was embarrassing, how much you were enjoying this. how badly you needed her. “fucking mine.” your tits were jumping with every thrust of the snap of her hips, your voice breaking at the feeling of the tip bumping against your g spot over and over and over again…

you were a babbling mess, slurring her name. “abby, abby, abby, abby…”

“what is it, baby? gonna cum? gonna be a good girl and cum for mommy?” she smirked, biting down on her lip at the broken whine you let out. “you like that? like to be mommy’s good girl?” you nodded, your eyes rolling to the back of your head when her fingers found your clit. “then cum. cum for mommy.”

you let out a scream, your high hitting you so hard your ears rung. it seemed to never end. it just got bigger and bigger and bigger as you soaked her cock, your moans getting higher as you rode the best orgasm of your fucking life.

“holy fuck.” she threw away her fucking phone. she wasn’t thinking about sending that video. no fucking way. it was for hers to fuck her cunt when she’d get horny. it was hers. you looked so desperate. no one else could see you like this. she wouldn’t let them.

“mommy…!” you whimpered when her thrust only became harder, her hands gripping your hips in a bruising hold that had you begging it would leave marks. she grunted, feeling her high getting closer as well. “too much! it’s too much!” you cried out. you were so sensitive, coming non stop on her dick, your back arched and nipples swollen due to her sucking. you looked so fucking beautiful it hurt.

“take it.” she growled. “stop being a cry baby and fucking take it.” you gasped when one of her hands pushed down on your stomach, on the bulge her cock made. “can you feel it? feel how deep i’m in, baby? how deep i’m fucking you?” you were crying, it was too much. but at the same time not enough. you babbled her name, pushing on her hips. she manhandled you, choking you down onto the mattress. “stay fucking still.” the lack of oxygen and the feeling of her strong warm hand pressing just the right spots made you fall apart.

“abby, i’m gonna…!” you tried to warn her, but before you could, your thighs were quivering and you were screaming as you squirted all over her thighs and strap, soaking the clothes.

“fuuuuck.” she groaned, looking at you fall apart, cumming over and over and over again. your nails dug on her forearms. “gonna cum, baby. gonna fill you up.” she grunted. “gonna fill this tight little pussy with my cum. gonna leave you dripping for a fucking week.” she was a babbling mess. she was so close. so fucking close. she could feel it growing on her lower stomach, the back of the strap rubbing against her puffy and swollen clit.

you nodded.

“please. please. cum inside. need it inside.” you pleaded, and that’s what made it for her.

abby soaked the back of her strap with a moan, rocking her hips to help the two of you ride your orgasms in between moans and whimpers.

when it finally was over, after what felt like hours. her hips came to a halt, deep inside your cunt. she was panting on your neck, sweat coating your bodies. you two were speechless. fucked out of your minds.

she kissed you. deep and slow. wet. her tongue was warm and lazy into your mouth.

“i meant it.” she muttered against your lips, looking straight into your droopy teary eyes. “you’re mine.”

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a/n: 🤘🏻

[abbyshands]

Good nigth darling,you're okay?can we have more nerdy!abby pleaase i beg you 🙏🙏🙏(srry for my inglish)

teach me

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a/n; hello, my love! i’m good, and i hope you are too! of course EEK i was going to write more for her anyway, i love a nerdy girl. also this is cut off asf I’M SORRY i’m tired, maybe i’ll do a part 2 if y’all ask <3

synopsis; you’ve never been good at science, let alone college biology. when your professor all but forced you to get a tutor, who should you end up with but your nerdy girlfriend, who has a very unique way of getting you to study?

pairing; dom!abby anderson x sub!fem!reader

warnings; abby uses baby/princess, use of a strap-on, cockwarming + edging (kinda), abby refers to the strap as her dick and it’s referred to as her dick/cock, choking, spanking, degradation (ish. abby’s tone is just mean), anddd i prob missed smt so lmk <3

wc; 2.2k

p.s.; ALSO this is was ib an ellie fic i saw bro idk where tf it is 😭 searching for it tho. i js remember it was nerdy ellie. it was so good BUT LIKE WHERE IS ITTT idk i’ll link it here if i find it

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you’ve always sucked at science. biology, chemistry, whatever the hell it was, it had never been your cup of tea.

your professor had not so kindly recommended you get a tutor. otherwise, your grades would decline (more than they already were, that is). you didn't want a tutor, let alone for it to be someone you didn't know. you were already feeling awkward enough having to have someone tutor you at all—you couldn't imagine if it was by an unfamiliar.

that's where abby came in.

abby anderson was your girlfriend, and she was a nerd. like, cliche movie nerd. if you couldn't find her in her dorm, with you, or in class, she was at the library, doing homework until she couldn't anymore. she was a coffee addict with how late she was up each evening, study sessions, unnecessarily reviewing, and, again, homework.

let's just say, abby anderson would do crazy things for an a.

you didn't necessarily want to have abby as your tutor. for some reason, it was embarrassing to you. you had already felt that way when you told her you needed one at all. it would be 10x worse if she would be the one doing it.

not only that, the focus.

how the fuck were you going to focus when you have abby fucking anderson in front of you? when your mind races with memories of her fucking you from behind, or kissing down your neck, or making you the wettest you've ever been, just by being alive?

you weren't.

but abby was persistent. you had originally said no when she first asked to tutor you, but when the guy who was supposed to tutor you didn't even show for your first session, it was no longer a request.

it was a demand.

you were sitting beside abby in her dorm, working on an assignment for your biology class that was due the following day. you had taken up to ten breaks by now, and it had only been an hour and a half or so.

abby pushed her glasses up on her face as she looked over at you, eyebrow raised. you had been dozing off, elbow on the desk and chin on your palm as your eyes began to fall shut.

"hey," abby snapped her large hand in front of your face, making your eyes open again just as quickly as it had happened. "are you listening to me?"

no.

"yeah. yeah, sorry, i just, um—dna and rna. that's what we're learning now, right?" you ask confusedly, doing your best to make it seem like you know what you’re talking about.

but the look on abby's face tells you all you need to know.

"mhm, like, ten minutes ago," abby hums a bit annoyedly, and you can't help but let out a sigh. it's bad enough you have to be here at all, but letting abby down, or worse, pissing her off, was the last thing you wanted to do. “you're never going to learn if you don't put any effort in," she sighs.

“c’mon, abs,” you whined as you set your pencil aside, putting your head down on the desk, eyes on abby. the blonde set her own pen down with a small shake of the head, expression unreadable. “i can’t do this anymore,” you said dramatically. abby rolled her eyes.

“what’s wrong now?” abby asked, but it’s not like she really wanted to know the answer. you knew how seriously abby took her own schoolwork, which may be the reason she was annoyed that you didn’t. but you just weren’t like that.

“none of this makes sense. i can’t remember a thing we go over. god, i hate biology,” you complained once more, looking away from abby.

abby sighed as she put a hand on your shoulder. as much as she wanted to be annoyed, she loved you, and she knew full well that even if you were smart, biology was your worst class.

“what can i do to help, baby? flashcards, d’you want me to quiz you? what do you need?” abby asked as she moved her hand to your back, rubbing it. you shrugged.

“i dunno. i don’t think any of that stuff is going to help me, abby. my memory’s—not that good,” you lamely huffed, but it was true. your memory was best when it came down to the things you cared for. college biology was not one of them.

“hm,” abby hummed. it took a beat, a small pause. but then, abby’s perked eyebrows told you that she had just gotten an idea, and so did the way her plump lips curled into a grin.

“i think i know what’ll do the trick.”

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that’s how you ended up on abby’s lap, her cock buried deep inside of you as she gripped you by the bottom. abby’s way of bettering your sour memory came in the form of one of the most agonizing experiences you had ever had.

“how does dna differ from rna?” abby asks you casually, as if she isn’t filling you to the brim. you feel your face getting hot, bottom lip bitten down on as you look at her nervously.

“u- uhm. d- dna has a d- double helix model, fuck,” you whine. you must be at least a little correct, because abby bucks her hips up into you, causing the silicone dildo to move inside of you. “rna’s single, a- and involved in a different process than dna.”

“attagirl,” abby praised. it’s then that she grabbed you by the ass, hard, and forced you to ride up to the top of her dick, just before she’s slamming you back down. for only a few seconds, you gain some pleasure by moving your body like that, or abby doing it for you, that is.

but then, she’s robbing it away from you, just like that.

“a- abby, please, c’mon,” you whimper. this had been going on for a third of an hour or so. abby would ask you a question from the deck of index cards she had made for you, and you would answer. simple, right?

wrong.

because here's the thing: she wouldn’t move unless you answered her, and it had to be correct. and if not?

smack.

abby's large hand comes down on your ass as if to shut you up. really, it doesn't. you let out a moan as she then grabs your ass again, not giving a care to how sore you may be.

because she's already slapped you way too many times to count.

“don't act like this isn't for your own good," she says firmly, reprimanding you. "you got that one wrong last time. and we’re not going to stop until you’ve got that whole fucking deck memorized, you got that?” she asks, signaling to the forgotten pile of index cards on the desk behind you. you whine, body too achy for abby to deny her.

“f- fine," you whine, because who the hell would you be to say no?

“good girl," abby praises as she rubs her hands over your bottom, caressing you in a loving manner, a wide difference to the way she was addressing you mere seconds before. "now, can you tell me what a neuron is?”

doing your best to not focus on the feeling inside you, you nod, and easily answer. “a- a neuron—" you huff. "is a specialized cell.”

abby moves her hands to your hips and pushed you up, so that you're around halfway down on her cock. you let out a small shudder, but it must mean you're correct. “and what’s it do?” abby then asks.

to some degree.

but you know this one. after all, it was one of the last cards you looked at in the deck. so, you respond, “transmit.”

abby moves you up more, and this time, she brings one of her hands up to cup your tit. she plays with your nipple if only for a second, causing you to let out a low moan. but just when you think she's going to keep going, of course, she doesn't.

“transmit what?” she asks firmly as her fingers caress your rib cage, and it's all you can do not to roll your eyes.

“nerve impulses," you say a bit too fast, eager to have her hands back on you. your neediness helped you on that one. "i- it’s the basic unit of the nervous system," you add, for good measure.

"that's right, princess," abby smirked, course she did. she had always had way too much fun when she was driving you crazy during sex. this was no different.

but you're pleased to find yourself rewarded, because abby allows you to ride her again. you move up and down a little quickly, scared that your girlfriend will rob you of the feeling before it's even begun. abby begins to rub your clit as she gazes at you fucking yourself on her dick, way too needy for her touch.

"eager girl," abby cooed, rubbing her index on your clit in quick circles. "so needy for my cock, aren't you?"

"yes," you huff out fast, eyes closing shut at the feeling under you.

"too bad."

abby shoves you all the way back down her dick, so that you're all the way back down at the base. it pleasures you for only a second, before the feeling vanishes, just like that.

"abby, f- fuck," you groan annoyedly, body begging for a release you know abby won't give you unless you do what she tells you to do.

and she doesn't like your words.

abby grabs you by the neck, forcing you to look at her as you roll your eyes in the brattiest manner she's ever seen from you. "look at me. look at me when i'm talking to you," and she uses that tone you know she only uses when she's not playing games, barking your full name out at the end like the word pains her tongue.

once she's got your eyes on her, she speaks once more. "if you really want this dick, and i know you do, you're gonna take what i give you like the good girl you are. that clear?"

you keep your eyes on her, scared of what will happen if you don't, face hot as you answer. "y- yes, ma'am."

"primary use of the kidneys?" abby asks, not even giving you praise for obeying her. but you're not at all surprised by that: if there was one thing about abby, she did not like your bratty side.

this time, unlike what abby's asked you before, you can't remember the answer to this. like, at all. you fumble with it for a second, digging through your head for what it could be. but you don't get a response.

"i- i don't know," you dumbly stutter, genuinely unsure of what to say. abby isn't having it, obviously, because one mlre spank is coming down onto your ass before you know it.

"f- fuck!" you whine brokenly, head rocking back, and bottom sore from each hit abby's given you. she doesn't seem to care.

"yes, you do," she all but growls at you, and you think of your real class all too quickly, like she's your professor. "we went over this. so fucking tell me," she says, and it only makes your abdomen churn more.

and fill with butterflies.

“s- something to do with b- blood pressure, right? c- controlling it? please say yes," you were begging more to yourself than to abby, not even sure where that answer came from.

“mhm, and what else?" she coos, doing what she's done a million times before: moving you halfway up her cock.

"i- i don't know, abs. can't remember," you mutter, and really, how could you by now?

it looks like abby is feeling a little generous this time, because she helps you along. "what’s it do to your body, princess? begins with an 'r',” she asked.

even when your brain begins to fog up with all of the questions in your head, and what's happening besides that, it seems to click for you when abby says the letter 'r.' “r- regulates it? th- the fluid balance?”

“mhm," abby says with a small nod of approval, even kissing your chest this time as a reward.

"there’s my smart girl.”

and it goes on like that forever, question, answer, question, answer. sometimes, you got abby's cock easily. most times, you weren't so lucky.

your eyes are drooping, body aching and face hot as you stutter out the answer to the final card in the deck. once you do, you let out a deep, long exhale, which makes abby chuckle.

"see, pretty girl? wasn't that bad, was it?" abby coos, putting her hand up to cup your cheek. obviously, you want to say no. but after all of this, it was too risky to be bratty to abby. so you shake your head.

and you hadn’t even finished yet.

"n- no, it was—fine," you lie, and abby knows you are. but she doesn't ask about it, knowing full well how much she's done to you already.

"look on the good side.”

“you'll remember better now, won't you?"

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reblogs are very much welcomed <3

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[venuiscmind]

Forgiveless.

nasty backshots brainrot and blurb!! w.c 0.8K

smoking, spit play, sub and dom dynamics, rough sex, mean dom!ellie, strap on sex (r! recieving), strap sucking, spanking overstimulation, multiple orgasms, weed, degradation, praise, hair pulling, snapchat recording on ellie's phone.

read this, and this, this too, this as well.

Ellie thinks she sometimes forgets to be gentle with you.

She feels it and thinks about it in the back of her mind as she pulls on your wrist leading you through the crowd of a party or to a seat. She thinks about it when she pulls out a joint for you both to smoke.

Gentle this time Ellie, she says watching with red eyes as she sees you blow a ring of smoke in her face before taking another hit.

Thirty minutes later she's leaning her body against the headboard, one arm behind her head, the other is pushing your head down the clear, dark blue tinted silicone attached to her hips by dark, shiny leather, watching you choke slightly and slobber over her cock.

Moments ago she had warned you to "watch your fuckin' hands" as you hummed and pressed yourself closer to her, palming at the bulge on her crotch.

You hadn't listened and that was how you found yourself on your knees sucking on the strap. You pulled yourself up, onto your elbows to take a deep gasp and close your eyes bracing yourself for what you knew was coming.

You felt Ellie reach and grasp at the locks on top of your head, gripping them to form a makeshift ponytail, push you back and spit directly into your pursed lips.

"Get back on my fucking dick. Right now."

You looked up at her, her spit running down your lips, some on your cheeks from your previous breaks. Eyes red, pupils blown but focused on you and chest rising and falling quickly in her black wifebeater.

You looked at the phone in her hand, filming everything on snapchat.

When you don't move she clicks her tongue, slapping her cock agaisnt your cheeks making you close your eyes on instinct until she stops to smear her mess all alomg your lips and face. She stopped, releasing the silicone and letting it fall against your forehead.

You were confused as to why she had stopped.

"Els?

She looked down at you, stroking your cheeks with her thumb, letting you kiss her hand and place wet sloppy smooches against her palm.

"I've got an idea."

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You sobbed, gripping the sheets in front of you as you felt Ellie grip your hips and tug you back closer to her. She kneeled down kisses your neck as she slowed her thrusts to speak into your ear.

"Where are you running off to? Hm?" Ellie kissed the shell of your ears as she pressed herself into your body, pinning you down.

She kept her pace, pulling out fully beofre slamming herself into you. She pushed herself up, brushing the hairs that were falling down her face back, raking her fingers through her hair.

You squeal as you feel her starting again, hitting that spongy spot that caused your toes to curl and your thoughts to melt. She was stretching you open, you could hear the slick bubbles that had been squealching since she had first pushed in.

You're taking it, barely up on your knees with your eyes in your skull, and mouth rolling open as she pulls youir hair into a ponytail to listen to you as you groan with each bruise she adds to your organs and cervix.

She presses a hand to your lower back as she feels you trying to get away again. "Nope. No running. You were beggin' for this earlier so you can take it now."

You could feel the ring of cum building around the base of her strap and could feel yourself leaking all aroound it to as she bumped against you. This made the sloppiest, and filthiest sounds which bounced against the walls of Ellie's dorm and would result in another noise complaint.

Ellie, who had been fucking into you for the past hours had been on the same level as you. She could feel her slick dripping past the hem of her briefs. She huffed into the air, looking up at the ceiling for a minute. It was too much. Hearing the noises you and your pussy had been making as well as all the friction. She swore she could feel you around her and nothing would convince her otherwise.

You mewled as she stopped and you started pushing back against her. She felt you reach around to find her hand, which she gripped back.

Fuck she loved you.

She pulled you back and forth watching as that familiar feeling gripped your stomch and made you shake as you fucked yourself against her strap.

"Yeah? You gonna get yourself off on me baby?" Ellie asked, picking up her phone again to capture her smacking and gripping your ass and watching your pussy and eyes flutter as you came around her.

"Yeah- yes, fuck i'm cummin' Ellie" You whimpered as you shivered while moving your hips as you felt the warmth spread to the rest of your body.

"Good fucking girl, keep fucking yourself for me, jus' like that baby.

She watched as the tears dripped down your face and you came on Ellie's strap. She huffed and groaned as she felt herself tighten and clamp around nothing as she felt her orgasm wash over her.

Your knees gave out at that point and you slumped onto your tummy and elbows. Ellie, put the phone down, slipping out of you as she curled up next to you.

"Wanna smoke again?"

You paused at the question before letting out an airy and light giggle.

You took in her flushed face, grin on her face and hairs sticking to her forehead.

"Yeah, I do."

[k1ngpin42]

✨Abandoned Lot ✨ (A Dinellabs story) 

Request by: @Osteologistimposter

Warnings: Switch Ellie, Sub Dina, Dom Abby, fingering, public, threesome,  other sexual stuff I don’t remember what honestly, minors DNI

Note: I’ve never even heard of this ship until this suggestion so bare with meee. Also Joel didn’t kill Abbys dad in this and Joels still alive too cause I mean 🤷 we’ve seen enough heart break in the show and game to have that angst with us today. Enjoy my pookies 

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Ellie had never been the type to be subtle when she had a crush on someone. This wasn’t to say she was a flirt, in fact it wasn’t definite Ellie even knew how to flirt, but her blushing and awkwardness (more so than usual) when she’s around someone she’s into says it all. This worked in her favour when it came to her relationship with Dina, who practically did all that scary, first kiss stuff for her, and now they were happily in a relationship. Mostly.

After Joel saved some chic called Abby from a horde of infected, Jackson had recently allied with her large group in Seattle. Women, children, a LOT of soldiers, and both Ellie and Dina alike had been interacting with them a lot. It was no secret that Dina had found Abby attractive when she would help her move stuff between the bases, and Ellie had similar experiences when she took up the shooting range and found Abby already immersed in it, not missing a single headshot on any of the mannequins. 

The two hadn’t brought their attraction up seriously, but Dina had made one or two subtle jokes about Abby “joining them” when Ellie and Dina would go shower or get changed for patrol, to which Ellie would react with “reckon we should ask her?” Or simply a playful smile or laugh. 

They had never expected to be in the position they were in now. Or rather, positions- with Dina leaning up against a truck, sitting in only her underwear on the ground of the abandoned parking lot with Ellie’s hand on her waist, watching Dinas eyes roll back as her fingers curl inside herself, all while Abby’s hand wraps around her neck while she leaves a line of hickeys down one side of it. 

“Look how wet our girl is.” Abby remarks as she notices the shiny liquid coating Dinas fingers. Ellie hums. “Let me get that for you.” Without much more warning than that, she puts her whole mouth over Dina’s clothed area, tonguing her clit like it was necessary for their survival, and getting a chorus of desperate gasps as a result. 

Abby doesn’t miss the chance to put both her wide hands on the smooth skin of Dinas face, kissing her deeply and muffling some of her gorgeous moans. It’s not long before Dina’s first orgasm of their afternoon swirls in her stomach, washing over her hard and causing any and every thought she could possibly have shatter into a million, insignificant pieces. 

“Suck for me baby.” Abby coos, presenting Dina with a rather large black strap. She blushed hard.

“You’re gonna use that?” She asks, causing Abby only more amusement. 

“You can take it, sweet girl. Or would you rather I dick your girlfriend first?”

“No. No I can take it." Dina tries, and neither Ellie nor Abby believe that. 

“What do you think Ellie? Should I give it to her nice and slow? Or all at once?” Abby grips onto Dinas thighs, thrusting her into a new position.

“Let her get stretched out….” Abby chants, more to herself than to Ellie.  “See how her pretty little body reacts to the two of us, hmm?” Abby tilts her head, admiring the view of the two of them.

“Take off your top.” She instructs Ellie, who’s face becomes red, much against her favour as she battles to keep her composure, convincing Abby she isn’t the brat Abby could so easily make her be. 

“Fuck..look at you.” She exclaimed, cupping one of her warm breasts and fiddling with Ellie’s sensitive nipple between her fingertips. Ellie gasps at the suddenness of it all. 

“So fuckin’ pretty.” She adds simply, sucking on the other as she continues feeling it. Dina chuckles shortly. 

“You two know how to make a girl jealous.” She remarks, and Abby pulls her mouth away, smiling.

“M’sorry baby. Ellie, kiss your girlfriend for me while I put this on.” Abby effortlessly puts the strap around her waist, gripping onto Dina’s hips.

“Good girl Ellie, now just watch for a second m’kay? If you be good I’ll reward you is that okay?” Ellie sighs, already internally folding at Abbys words.

“Yeah.” She replied, lamely. Abby offered her hand to Dina as she thrust at least the first quarter of the strap inside

“Sorry…it might sting at first, just hold onto me.” Abby explained, not taking her eyes off of Dina’s cunt and the way it greedily swallowed at the tip of the strap. “I…like it.” Dina admits, and Abby just nods, already knowing by the way her body reacted to every bit of contact Abby had offered her so far. She increases the pressure, inching more of it inside her.

“Oh fuck…” Dina remarks, eyes rolling back to her head. Ellie pools at the sight of them, already feeling desperate to touch herself, but she knows better than that. Besides, the thought of being fucked within an inch of her life as a punishment from the significantly stronger woman was too intimidating for her to consider right now. And so she just watched in awe as Dina takes more and more of Abbys strap. 

Abby cautiously puts a hand around Dina’s throat again.

“Can I squeeze it? I’ll be gentle.” Abby grazes the question against Dinas ear, almost entirely inside her now. Dina was already so cock-drunk, which only added to Abbys arrogance as she moved effortlessly in and out of Dinas pretty body. Ellie and Dina rarely used a strap. Ellie claims it feels better natural, whether that involves grinding on each others thighs or pussies, Ellie preferred it that way. This was far different. It was hard, desperate, and Abby had so much control, more than Ellie ever had over her physically, and for some reason both Ellie and Dina were fucking encapsulated by that. 

“I asked you a question.”

“Fuck…fuck sorry- yes…choke me please.” 

“Please?” Repeats Abby teasingly, directing her gaze to Ellie.

“Hear how fucking polite your girlfriend is when I fuck her? I’ll show you what good girls- fuck- fucking get.” Abby groaned out, filling Dina entirely while fiddling her fingers over Dinas neck. Ellie let out a slight moan, which she pretended had not come out of her mouth.

“I’m sorry, did you say something Ellie? Or were you moaning without me even laying a finger on you like a fucking slut?” Ellie hesitated, she wasn’t usually this desperate. When she slept with Dina it was always passionate, equal. As there wasn’t usually much topping Ellie could just use her words to assert dominance. Words that Abby was using on Ellie right now, and that felt embarrassing and so fucking good all at once.

“I’m sorry just…please let me touch myself, you’re both driving me crazy.” Ellie pleads, not directing her gaze at either of them. Abby just smiles.

“Good things happen to those who wait.” Dina’s close again. The anticipation of her orgasm feels so fucking good her head feels like jelly. She’s a moaning whimpering mess, clinging onto the muscles in Abbys shoulders and grinding down on the strap like the perfect person she is. Abby moans back, sighing and gasping as she stretches the orgasm out.

“So…so close please…please let me cum.”

“That’s my good girl, you wanna cum? Okay, cum for me then Dina.” Abby kisses her harshly so that when Dina does cum, her wetness flowing between her thighs and even a little on the cold ground beneath her, she can practically taste her moans as they vibrate through her mouth. Dina continues clinging onto her for a while, riding the orgasm out, questioning if she’s seeing fucking stars for a while before they open again and the world falls back into place. 

“You did so fucking good baby.” Abby tells her, gently lifting Dina off of the strap and reaching her hand to Ellie. 

“I…I can’t cum like that.” Ellie blurts out, and the suddenness of her words make both Dina and Abby laugh.

“What?” Abby questions, still smiling. Ellie blushes more.

“I’d like to….but I can’t cum with just a strap I….need to be touched too.” Abby thinks for a moment, removing the strap and tossing it beside them.

“Sit on my face.” 

“I- What?” Ellie practically gasps. Abby shrugs.

“You’ve been eaten out before surely….”

“Yes but, I’ve never sat on someones face, how will you breathe?”

“Don’t worry about me Ellie.” She grabs her arm and pulls her up so she’s near Abbys face.

“Your whole body weighs less than my warm up weight, now get on, and none of that hovering bullshit or I’ll fucking stop before you can even get your eyes back open.” 

“Okay…”

“Yes. Abby.” Abby corrects. This is what makes her finally look Abby in the eye.

“Yes Abby.” Ellie murmurs, her face bright red. She cautiously sits on Abbys gorgeous nose. It’s not as big as Dinas, Ellie notes as she adjusts herself, but her pretty little nose bump immediately hits a place that causes a moan to escape her lips which sounds embarrassingly similar to that of pornography. Abby takes this as a sign to tongue ever so slowly between Ellies slick coated folds, moaning as she devours her taste. Ellie moans even louder.

“Fuck….Abby please…don’t tease me…need it.” Is all she can managed. Abby smiles into Ellie’s pussy, going faster directly on her clit, probably just to prove that arrogant, beautiful girl knows just were to put what.  She sucks eagerly, not stopping even as Ellie whimpers and lets out a “I’m so fucking close Abby…” In fact, she doesn’t even stop as she swallows all of Ellie’s wetness with her thighs shaking, Ellie gripping onto Abbys braid as support, it was a sight to fucking see. 

“Okay…okay please…please stop it’s too much.” Ellie begged, her hips bucking into Abbys face. Abbys pace still didn’t relent. 

“Fuck!” Ellie cried, and Abby finally pulled away. 

“There pretty girl, was that so bad?” Ellie gasped for air, still light headed from her orgasm.

“Fuck you.” Ellie teased, smiling. Dina smiled too and Abby pulled them both into her.

“I must say, I’m rather happy I almost turned into a runner that day.” Dina laughs.

“Yeah well, Joel can’t help himself when it comes to saving people. And doing things that are reckless.” This is when Ellie chimes in.

“It’s a gift, he says.” Abby kisses her deeply, then Dina.

“I’ll say.” Abby whispers to herself. 

[womanpl3aser]

Dom!Ellie x sub!reader

Minors dni, especially men istg. JUST NO.

sexual. Just sexual.

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It was a night out. As always. You and Ellie were hanging out with her friends after a boring day of just scrolling on ur phones or watching a serie for the 5th time in a row a day.

U were enjoying urself until that one annoying dude called Owen decided to pick on u for the dress u were wearing. 'That dress's too short for you.' 'better watch out for these old creepy dudes' he said in a playful tone but Ellie on the other hand didnt buy it. Yeah he had surely made jokes for u and her being together in an 'innocent' way but today it was e.n.o.u.g.h

'You better watch your fucking mouth u dirty scum bag' Ellie spat out not caring if Owen would get offended. 'the fuck did u jus-' before he knew it Ellie grabbed him by his coat making everyone around the club back up including her friends.

''I- im s-sorr..' 'spit it out u fucker' Ellie said it but in a tone ud never hear. Oh man, she was really tired of his bullshit.

Owen managed to break free from Ellies grip which led her to give him a glare that could literally poke a hole in his eyes. 'I- i guess ill leave.. Its pretty late heh' was all he said before he sprinted out without caring if he looked pathetic.

'Are you alright babe?' Ellie said to u snapping u from ur internal shock of what had just happened. 'Oh, um yeah im fine els dont worry' ud slightly smile to her

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The drive home was really awkward. None of u had much to say after that night's drama. You were mostly happy that this happened bcs Owen wouldn't be up ur ass neither ellies but on the other side kind of shocked because ud never seen Ellie get that stern with somebody.

After u both arrived home u decided to speak up first 'thanks els, but u really didn't need to get that ma-' she caught u off by her now low voice. 'Oh yes I had to.' U slightly gulped and gave her an off smile. You both decided to take a shower but instead of that it ended up the other way around..

You were taking off your clothes while Ellie was cleaning her hands and before u could even realize she was behind u. Oh fuck. Her hips against ur ass before she gripped the flesh of it.

You yelped by the sudden grab which turned on Ellie even more.

'What was that babe?' She whispered in your ear 'els.. not right now plea-' she suddenly cut u off 'if not now then when?' U didn't answer because u were either too scared or wanted to see how it'd end. 'So now u decided not to be too noisy huh? Yeah? That's how u wanna do until I fuck u dumb with my fucking cock.'

Your eyes widened at her touch of her boney slim fingers on ur waist. She harshly turned u around to face her and to also see your pretty tits hanging around there. 'Fuck els. You're irresistible.' Was all u managed to say, she giggled 'yeah, now bend that ass over and wait for me' u quickly did what she said.

After 5 minutes from digging in the box under your shared bed she finally came. Strapped on with her 7 inch purple transparent cock. 'Cmn y/n u better get that little pussy ready fo' me'.

You instantly felt an ache in your core that was slowly growing more and more. 'Els.. please.. I wanna feel u in m-' u couldn't even finish your sentence because of ellie's aggressive thrust into you 'guess the cat got your tongue' she playfully laughed along with ur low whimpers.

5 minutes in and u were already falling apart. 'O-oh my.. ellie.. I think I am ab-bout t-t- to come..' ellie knew it before u said it because of your pussy clenching around her cillicone cock that was attached to her hips and clit. 'You don't get to cum until I say so.' Your eyes widened because you knew if you did otherwise ud get a loooong long punishment. 'E-els nghhh.. I can't.. ' 'oh yes u can my slut'

Another 5 minutes of her not telling u to come. It was pure torture 'eeeels..' ud whine and she cover ur mouth with her palm. 'Fuck.. fine whore. Be good for mommy and let that pretty little pussy of urs come all over my cock.' Her words instantly gave u a relief of that knot in ur lower stomach being released. 'A-aah baby I'm cumming..' was all u managed to say to her. After you came down from ur orgasm ellie wouldn't stop her thrusts. Instead. She'd grab ur waist and push u deeper into her. 'I-i can't take it anymore..' 'yeah? Can't take mommy's cock anymore? Well too bad. Ull learn to do so.' Ur eyes widened as u felt a sudden orgasm washing all over u. U were seeing stars and ur muffled moans under her palm were even worse. 'Shit baby. U got so fucking wet. Good fucking job.' After u came down for another orgasm u breathed heavily and said 'all thanks to u baby' with loud panting.

Ellie slowly pulled out of u and there when u felt empty. Out of nowhere she pushed back into u causing a desperate,loud moan to come out of u 'FUCK. ELLIE. AAH.' 'that's what happens when u don't pay attention my slut.' She started going in and out slowly and fast each time. Your legs were trembling and wanted to give up but ellie held them. 'O-o-oh my- aaah fuck.' As u were about to come for the 3rd time she pulled out of u. Eyes filled with tears u whined like a desperate puppy 'shshsh atta girl. Don't be an impatient whore.' Ellie kneeled infront of ur pussy 'she's so fucking wet' (she referred ur pussy as her) as she collected some juicies from ur slit and reached for ur mouth 'Suck.' U did it with no second thoughts and ellie absolutely enjoyed every moment of it 'Good girl' she praised u and suddenly ur clit felt that eagerness to be sucked. 'Els p-please touch me' was all u said and ellie dived in. U grabbed a fistful of her auburn hair and pushed her face more in. 'A-ah right there' 'shut up bun' she said muffled and pussy drunk. She toyed with your clit until u felt u another knot forming in. 'Els,I'm about t-to c-come..' Ellie suddenly stopped eating u out and pushed 3 fingers inside of u. Your grip on her hair instantly tighten only for her to groan(she loves having her hair pulled by u) 'fuck baby' she felt her core dripping from her boxers. 'Let's go to the bedroom..'

And oh fuck. This was going to be an exhausting yet satisfying night

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(WROTE THIS AT 8AM N WAS SLEEPY I APOLOGIZE FOR ANY MISTAKES OR IF IT WAS TOO SHORT)

[hotxcheeto]

Can you do a smut/nsfw piece where ellie finds a f/r y/n master bating and wants to help. Also typical, but Ellie can’t help but tease and y/n is embarrassed but it only adds to all the feelings of euphoria

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𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, smut, rough sex, AFAB reader, friends to lovers, vaginal fingering ( r! receiving), oral ( r! receiving ), female masturbation, reader getting caught masturbating, being called 'babe', dom!ellie, sub!reader, mentions of saliva, slight overstimulation, aftercare, really long and really bad ;)

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - this came out longer than expected it's 2am i'm tired and happy fourth, let amurica burn and be gay

You already had a long day, matching pajama set and bedtime routine done you laid out on your couch. Twirling the lacy bottom of the tanktop around your finger, upset about earlier.

Ellie had canceled out on the movie night, again, upsetting you and leaving you alone on a rainy night. Watching the same romance movie from the past two nights, hoping it would make yourself feel better.

Slowly your fingertips moved from the bottom of the tanktop towards the tops of your shorts as you thought about her. Your knees were up as you leaned back, one of your hands beginning to tickle the skin of your thigh.

It had been so long since you'd been touched, even by your own hand, just the thought of her made your mind wander.

Nail running along the flesh, biting your lip as your eyes stayed trained on your hand. A familiar ache just under the fabric, beginning to hurt at the neglect.

To say you were mad at her was an understatement, but it wasn't her fault you were jealous. She didn't know, as much as you wanted to scream it at her, you were too afraid of rejection to use your words outright.

Every chance you got you made a flirty gesture, yet she just flew right passed them. She made you so wet and so fucking pissed.

Your finger then slipped underneath the band of your shorts, fingers on your skin moving in between your legs towards your inner thigh. Tickling slightly, legs spreading absentmindedly, mouth hanging open in concentration on your thoughts.

You just wanted her to notice, but she seemed to look everywhere else but at you. And that really made you mad, because to put it lightly,

you wanted her to fuck you until you couldn't stand up on your own.

Finally you got impatient, pulling your shorts down your legs, dragging your nails along your thighs making you shiver. Tossing them to the floor, thunder rumbling loudly outside just as you slipped your hand into your white cotton panties.

A wet spot having formed on the fabric, shifting, legs falling apart when your finger just lightly brushed your clit. A little gasp filling the room, movie going quiet, back arching at your touch, finally beginning to rub circles around your little nub.

"Oh-" You thought about all the ways she's touch you on that damn bed of hers. Teasing you, whispering about how good you looked in the yellow lamp lighting. Touching you in each place you've dreamed of since you began realizing your feelings for her.

"Oh fuck.." You whined a bit louder, moving quicker, two fingers adding just a bit more pressure. "Oh..." You let out a whiney moan, bucking your hips towards your hand. Head falling to the side, chest rising and falling quickly, another small moan filling the air.

"Oh shit-" "What?" Your head shot up, legs coming together as you whipped around to the hallway behind you. Ellie standing there, holding something in her hand, not that you cared to look.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" You all but screamed, breaking the strange silence in the air. "I- fuck- I-" "Ellie!" "I thought I'd surprise you!" "What?" The straps of your top had fallen down your shoulders, Ellie's eyes staring at you, but not at your face.

You noticed, looking down at your chest you realized how low the already thin fabric had fallen. Feeling hot when you thought about her looking at your chest.

Quickly, you moved to cover yourself, grabbing your shorts from the ground. "Jesus, you could've knocked." "The rain- you couldn't hear me.. I see why now-" "Seriously." You gave her a look, the girl rubbing the back of her neck, meeting your eyes.

"I can go." "No-" She froze up, looking at you stand up, holding the shorts, just barely covering yourself. "-I mean you can if you want. I didn't mean to- fuck- I'm sorry." "I mean, this is your house." "Shut it." She laughed awkwardly when you smiled, looking down at her shoes, hiding the bright pink blush on her face.

"I mean.. I could.. help?" Your head nearly snapped to look up at her. "If.. you want?" Hesitantly, Ellie's eyes met yours once again, hearing no answer from you as you stood about to put your shorts back on.

"Wait, seriously? That's all it took?" It was her time to be surprised, watching you throw your shorts at her. "You dick! I've only been flirting with you for, like, ever now!"

Ellie caught the small fabric with ease, dropping it to the floor before kicking her shoes off, setting what she was holding down on your coffee when she came around the table.

"Sorry." "Yeah, well, you can make it up to me." "Oh yeah, how?" Her hand reached out to touch your waist, fingers meeting the cloth of your underwear. "Mm, I can think of a lot of ways." "Does it have to do with catching you again, because that was fun." "Ellie.." You dragged her name out in a whine, shoving her before falling back on your couch.

You got onto your knees, tucking them under yourself.

"Sorry, you just looked cute with your mouth hung open like that.." Ellie moved to take off her shirt, dropping it beside you on the cushion. Smirking when your eyes fell over her body, biting back a smile, lip finding its way back between your teeth.

"Hm?" You looked up at her, grinning. "What was that?" "Oh nothing, just glad you like what you see." You giggled, looking down at the spaghetti straps before looking up to meet her eyes again. Slowly pushing them down your shoulders, taking your arms out.

The fabric hovered just before your breasts showed, reaching down and pulling it over your head. Dropping to the floor just by her feet. This left you in only your panties, leaning forward to grab her jean-clad thighs, holding yourself up while still sitting on your legs.

Her fingers brushed underneath your chin, lifting your head to meet your eyes completely, your hands going to the waistband of her jeans. Giving her an innocent look as you unhooked the button and pulled the zipper down.

The entire time, her thumb messed your bottom lip. You finally pulled her pants down, making sure to run your fingers along her bare skin. The jeans dropping to the ground before Ellie grabbed your wrists, pulling your hands away from her hips, stepping forward and out of her pants before leaning down.

"Lay back." She whispered, you could feel her breath against your lips. Kissing you roughly, slowly pushing you to lay against the couch. She leaned down to you, kissing you hard once again, making your head feel foggy and your stomach interrupt into tingles and butterflies.

"Ellie.." Ellie pushed you to move sideways, throwing the cushions off the couch to make room for you both, continuing to kiss you threw your giggles. You turned your head to see the cushions landing on the ground, the girl kissing down your neck, sloppy marks leading down your skin.

She began kissing down the valley of your breasts, licking over your nipple, watching your face as you reacted. A little noise tumbling passed your lips, arching towards her mouth, hand going to the back of her head.

"El... do that again.." you muttered to her, feeling her latch to your nipple, running over it again and again. Your body pushing towards her to get impossibly more of her tongue and mouth. Hand running through her hair, messing with the strands, twirling them around your fingers as she switched sides.

Playing with one nipple, rolling it through her fingers, tongue running over the other. You could feel the ache growing, becoming painful once again.

"Ellie please I need you-" "Yeah? Where?" You whined, pushing some hair out of her face, Ellie coming up to kiss you again. Pressing into your lips, grinding into you feeling her brush against your clothed pussy.

"Please touch me." You muttered against her, her hand coming up to rub your cheeks. Thumbs massaging your skin, the girl tilting her head. "Where?" You took her dominant hand off your face, bringing down between your legs. Ellie immediately putting pressure there.

Her eyes scanned your face, eyebrows furrowing, the way your lips parted just the slightest, hearing you gasp quietly.

"There." You said breathily, Ellie sitting up on her knees hands slipping underneath either sides of your panties. "Sit up." You barely got a chance too before they were pulled off your legs and thrown somewhere behind her making you laugh again.

Ellie moved between your legs, hands on your knees.

"Are you sure about this?" "Yes Ellie. I want you to fuck me. Have for a while now." "Oh, so was that what you were thinking about? When you were.." She leaned down, kissing your little clit. "..having fun?" "I hate you.."

She then took a long lick up your slit, hearing you let out a breathy moan.

"Doesn't sound like it." "Holy shit.." You looked down and met her eyes, the girl beginning to kiss over your clit. Once, then twice your body pushing towards her mouth, thighs trapping her head between them, not that she minded.

She kept your legs pushed forward towards you, keeping you spread wide. Tongue circling your hole, hand on your lower tummy, thumb moving to press down on your clit, a few loud whines ringing in her ears making her smile just a bit.

"Ellie, that feels so good- don't stop." You didn't have to say it for her to know, plunging in and out of your pretty cunt, still continuing to rub your clit. Your moans beginning to get louder and louder, filling the room to the brim, echoing off your walls.

"You look so pretty." You heard her mutter against your slit, kissing your cunt before grabbing both of your legs. She set them up onto her shoulders, spreading you impossibly wider, diving right back into your tight entrance.

"El-El- I-c-fuck-" It became a jumble of words as the coil wound tighter and tighter in your stomach. A tingly feeling spreading through your body, shaking, a tingly fluttering feeling entering your lower half, clenching around Ellie's tongue.

"I'm go-gonna come.." You dragged your words out, a loud moan filling her ears. "Come Y/n, come babe." You heard the nickname, but you barely listened to it, head flying back and digging into the cushion as you came on her tongue. Legs shaking, foggy minded and dazed as Ellie brought you back down.

"Hey.." She came back up, licking her lips. "Open up." You stared at her for a second before your mouth parted slightly, Ellie's thumb invading the area, cleaning it off before she pulled it out with a 'pop'. Smearing the spit along your lips, your head finally clear as you looked at the TV, the movie coming to an end.

"Y-Your turn." "Nope, yours again." You whined once again but soon her fingers shoved themselves into you, fingers grazing your spot. "Oh- oh fuck- yes, yes, yes, yes-" you repeated it, eyebrows furrowing together, head falling back as she began to move in and out, a wet squelching sound filling the room along with your pants and pleads.

You groaned, a grumbling moan slipping past, Ellie sitting back. She was almost mezmorized at how you practically sucked her fingers in, two fitting perfectly inside of you, so she decided on a third.

Watching you take her fingers so well made her wetter and wetter. Especially once your hand slid down your sweaty body, moving to grab the other hand that held your leg open. Clutching is as she went faster. Her eyes looking at your fingers intertwined with yours, a smile spreading across her lips.

Absentmindedly she began grinding against the couch, pressure to her clit sending pleasurable shivers up her body.

The slapping sounds only got louder as she leaned down to kiss you deeply, continuing to grind her clothed cunt. Again and again, moving her fingers and her hips faster, bumping into your clit with the bottom of her palm. Little cries and high pitched moans making her smile, it was almost pornographic, if that was what it was like before.

"Mm gonna come-" You cried softly, moaning into her mouth when she kissed you again. "Come Y/n. Come on my fingers." "El-" You let out a loud moan, her fingers never letting up even after you came around her fingers, squeezing her tightly.

Ellie smirked, kissing at your neck as you took your hand still holding hers trying to push her hand away. Feeling herself getting closer despite the position she sat in, mouth hanging open at the pleasure, almost too much for her as she continued with you.

"To-oo much-" "Not yet, give me one more." You shook your head, mouth in a permanent pout. "I can't-" "You can. You wanted this so bad earlier, c'mon, one more okay? For me?" You could feel your orgasm on the rise, bucking your hips towards her hand.

"You gonna come?" You shook your head yes, Ellie giving you another kiss before moving down again. Sucking on your clit as you came with a loud yell, squeezing her hand so tightly leaving fingerprints behind.

Ellie wasn't far behind though, hips spazzing as she came with a quiet groan and a view breathy gasps. Swallowing roughly before kissing the side of your head.

Finally she slowly pulled her fingers from you, going easy when you whimpered, you barely noticed when she left, shutting your legs. But they barely a moment later Ellie had returned, opening your legs again, being light as she cleaned you up as best she could or thought to do.

"Sorry." She muttered when you whimpered, hand moving to her wrist. "'s okay. Do you need new underwear? I stole a pair of boxers last time I slept over, forgot to give 'em back." You were tired and muttering out a few more sentences of nonsense she couldn't make out, the lazy smile on your face making her laugh.

She disappeared again, while you were gone you picked up her discarded shirt from its spot on the other couch. Slipping it over your head before laying back down watching the end credits come to an end.

"I'm not getting that back am I?" You looked up at her, now in a new pair of boxers and holding a pair of underwear for you. "Mmmm no." "Did you really like me for that long?" You nodded, watching her move down to slip the underwear on your legs. "You just suck at the very obvious leads I was throwing at your face. 's okay though, you made up for it."

You smiled at her again, Ellie grabbing what she'd set down earlier and going over to the TV.

"I brought a movie, y'know, before I knew what I was walking into." You laughed, watching her slip the disc in and come back, nodding for you to move over. You did, allowing her to lay down and grab you up, cuddling you close.

"Sorry for being dumb." You snorted, snuggling into her chest, her hand coming up to play with the hair at the nape of your neck. "Well, I guess I gotta get used to it." You sat up to look at her, tilting your head slightly. "Fuck yeah you do."

"Nevermind." "But I brought the superhero movie!" "Too late."