#tlou ii

[amourrs]

peppering abby’s face with lipstick kisses in varying shades, red overlapping with mauve and soft pink and brown-lip-liner-clear-gloss combos as you cover every inch of skin with your imprints. when there’s no space left unsullied on the canvas of her face, you traverse your way down to her neck, red flush curling up her skin as you ‘accidentally’ graze her sweet spot with your teeth. when you finally snap the picture that had been the object of your afternoon activities all along, abby’s almost loathe to wipe the marks off her face— she won’t admit it, but she kinda likes the silly shit you make her do. not that she needs to admit it to you when you heard the whimper that left her throat when your canines brushed against her flesh— which is the reason your girlfriend finds you marking her up again twenty minutes later, although not quite in the same way. soft red, pink and mauve rings adorn her skin, but these promise to stay longer as they trail their way down her throat, over the expanse of her chest, one left teasingly above her v-line as you nuzzle your nose into the junction between her thigh and her crotch. her hips buck up desperately, but you lift your head up. she tries to grab it back, to drag you to where she most needs you, but you’re preoccupied with something she can’t quite see until you turn around and place the tiny tube down, lips painted in a soft cerise as you press them to her hip and pull your phone out for another photo. this one isn’t to be posted, though, not when your girlfriend’s dripping cunt is in view, two of your fingers pushed into her sodden core and crooked towards you as her back arches and pushes her lipstick-stained hip perfectly into view of the camera. no— you think you’ll keep this one for your private collection.

[moved2fshfish]

rip shimmer i miss u every day

[ripcupid]

helping hand

୨୧ you work for your dad’s best friend, Joel, on his farm where you end up falling off a horse after he says not to.

୨୧ dbf! joel x reader

୨୧ word count: 1.7k

- I’ve always wanted to write dbf anything so I basically just threw it in here. I think i went a little crazy

“Sit,” Joel demands, pointing to his dining room chair as he goes to get his first aid kit. You huff as you limp through his kitchen and plop down in the chair. You watch as he searches through the kit, the annoyed scowl on his face giving away his frustration with your clumsiness.

“I’m fine, Joel, I promise,” you say, making Joel pause and look at you with a raised eyebrow.

“I told you to be careful,” Joel lightly scolds you as he kneels in front of you, pulling your leg into his lap and inspecting the scrape.

“I was careful, It's not my fault the horse scares easily,” you groan, mumbling the last part under your breath as you cross your arms in annoyance.

“If you were then how did you end up on the ground, hm? What’s your dad gonna think when I bring his daughter home all cut up?” He continues to scold you, making you roll your eyes and cuss at him under your breath. Joel presses a cloth against the scrape, causing you to wince in pain.

"Fuck! That hurt, Joel,” you cuss, pushing him with your foot. He shoots you a disapproving look, making you mutter an apology and sink back into the chair.

“You should’ve listened to me, could’ve been a lot worse,” He tsk, pulling out a bandage from his kit. You watch as he carefully applies the bandage, feeling his fingers lightly brushing against your calf. You chuckle as he presses a kiss to the bandaged knee before looking up at you. "'M done," he groans as he stands, reaching to help you up, "anywhere else you need bandaging?"

"Maybe," you tease with a mischievous grin, showing him the small scrapes on your hands that are barely there.

"You're fine," he says with a slight annoyance in his voice, rolling his eyes at your attempt to get more of his attention.

"But they hurt," you pout, trying to look as pitiful as possible.

"C’mere," he sighs, giving in to you, bringing your hand to his face and gently kissing the scrapes, causing your grin to widen as he keeps his eyes locked on yours.

"Better?" he asks against your skin, sending a shiver down your spine. You nod, feeling the warmth of his lips linger on your skin. As you pull away, you notice a teasing smirk tugging at the corners of his lips, making you roll your eyes. "Now what do you say?" Joel raises an eyebrow, waiting for your response as he puts away the first aid kit.

"Thank you, Joel," you smile, trailing your eyes down his body as he walks back, taking a seat across from you. His gaze lingers on your body for a moment before he smiles and says, "Anytime, darlin'," his accent makes your face heat up.

"You know," you start, leaning against the table, "I don't have to be home for a while." Joel's smirk widens as he leans back in his chair, his legs spreading slightly.

"Really?"

You nod, giggling as he coaxes you closer and into his lap, holding you tightly against his chest. "I know how to waste the time," he whispers, his voice low and husky. You gasp in surprise when Joel buries his face into your neck, teasing your sensitive skin with his lips.

You can't help but moan softly as his beard tickles your skin, pushing closer to him. His hands slide down to your legs, finding their way under your skirt, and start to slowly caress your thighs, making your body heat up. Joel pulls back, lifting you up and onto the table, holding your face as he stands between your legs.

His eyes lock with yours, stroking your cheek as he whispers, "Ya sure about this?" You nod eagerly, feeling the ache building between your thighs as he brushes over your plush lips with his thumb.

With a mischievous smile, Joel leans in and captures your lips in a passionate and hungry kiss. He quickly pulls off your shirt, leaving your chest exposed to the warm evening air coming through an open window. His hands find their way to your tits, teasing and groping them gently as he continues to kiss you fervently. You arch your back in response, craving more of his touch as you tangle your fingers in his graying hair.

As his hands find their way back under your skirt, you spread your legs eagerly. You pull back from the kiss, panting softly as you lock eyes with Joel, a pleading look in your eyes. You grab his hand and guide it higher, softly begging him to touch you where you need him most. “Please, touch me, Joel,” you plead in a breathy whisper, making Joel's cock twitch in jeans. He smirks at your desperation, his fingers inching closer to your aching cunt.

"You're so eager, darlin'," Joel murmurs against your open waiting lips, causing a small whimper to escape. His hands slide higher up your thigh before pressing his fingers against your aching cunt, making you gasp softly.

Your breath quickens as Joel rubs your throbbing clit through your panties, making you grab onto his forearm. "That feels so good," you moan, your voice breathless.

"Yeah?" he teases, making you nod eagerly. You grind against his hand, clinging onto him tightly as you feel his hand slip under your panties, his fingers playing with your sensitive clit.

“You're so fuckin' wet," he groans, his voice making you moan pathetically in response. You drop your head back, getting overwhelmed as Joel slides his fingers inside you, curling it just right to hit that spot that makes you cry out. “‘ can feel you squeezing me,” Joel grunts as he moves to kiss your jaw, his hot breath against your skin driving you insane.

You fall back on the table, completely lost in the pleasure he's giving you. Your moans fill his house as Joel stretches your cunt around his thick fingers, slowly fucking you causing you to grip onto his bicep for support.

"I wanna taste you, baby, so bad," he murmurs against your jaw moving to your lips before capturing them in a passionate kiss. He removes his fingers from your cunt, making you whimper at the loss. "Shh, I gotcha," he whispers, kissing down your squirming body, until he reaches your damp panties and he slowly slides them off, revealing your wetness to him. You cry out shamelessly as Joel sucks your swollen clit into his mouth.

Your hands tangle in his hair, grinding your hips against his face as Joel groans against your cunt, closing his eyes at the taste of you. "Oh my god, Joel, you feel so good," you moan, pushing him closer to you, your thigh trembling around his head and your eyes squeezing shut. Joel's strong arms hold you tightly as you writhe in pleasure, his tongue expertly flicking against your sensitive nub. "Ah-, fuck," you gasp, "I'm gonna cum, baby."

Your body arches off the table as waves of pleasure wash over you, leaving you breathless and completely spent. Joel continues sucking your puffy and swollen clit until you start to push him away, his lips leaving you with a dazed grin.

As you come down from your high, Joel stands, towering over you with a satisfied smirk on his face. He watches you on his table with a hunger in his eyes, clearly not done with you yet. You can't help but feel his eyes roaming over your semi-naked body. "Look at me, baby," he whispers, reaching for his belt and slowly undoing it.

"'M so sensitive right now, Joel," you whimper, looking up at him as you try to close your legs but his strong hands gently hold them open.

"I know, baby," he mockingly coos, "but you can take it. You always do." Joel pulls you to the edge of the table before he takes out his leaking and throbbing cock, grasping it firmly in his hand as he positions himself between your legs.

He slides himself through your slick folds with a smirk, savoring the way you gasp and squirm away from the overstimulation. "Stay still, baby," he pants, closing his eyes for a second as he grabs your leg. His movements are slow and deliberate, teasing you with each drag of his length against your sensitive clit.

“You feel so good," he huffs, his voice low and husky. "Just can't get enough of this pussy," he whispers. His fingers dig into your calf as he holds you open, his cock leaking all over your cunt.

"Please, I need you inside me," you beg, feeling his tip pressing against your entrance. A long needy moan escapes your lips as he finally enters you, filling you. Joel grabs your hip, keeping you right where he wants you as he starts to thrust deeply, his pace making your tits bounce with each movement.

"Mhm, y'so deep," you mumble, closing your eyes, letting the moans and whimpers fall freely from your lips. Joel's hand comes up to your face, holding your face and stroking your heated cheek with his thumb. You hold onto his wrist, leaning into his touch, kissing his palm softly before panting, "I gonna cum again, Joel."

"Ah fuck, me too, darlin'," Joel groans, his movements becoming sloppy as he feels you tighten around him. As you come around him, your thighs twitch and your mind goes blank, every thought is replaced by the feeling of Joel deep inside you.

Joel sinks his teeth into his bottom lip, strings of cuss words falling from his lips as he quickly pulls out and releases on your stomach, his chest heaving. He stands back for a second to catch his breath, a chuckle slipping out when he looks down at the current state of you.

"Damn, 'm sorry, darlin'," he says, rushing off to the nearby kitchen to grab a damp cloth to clean you up. As he returns, he gently wipes away the mess, making you giggle softly through your daze.

"It's okay, Joel," you pant, looking down at him with amusement. "It's not the first time," you tease, a smile playing on your lips as he finishes cleaning you up. As he finishes, he pulls you to sit back up and leans in to press a soft kiss to your forehead.

"Ya okay?" he asks softly, gathering your shirt and helping you put it back on as you nod. "Good, gotta get you home now, don't want your dad to worry," he says, checking his watch. You chuckle as he helps you stand up and guides you out of his house, to his beat-up truck out front

Too much?

[swftsp]

[lotties-ashwagandha]

SNOWED IN

ellie williams x fem!reader, 564 words

kinktober day twelve: high sex (weed) (NSFW)

With the patrol outpost snowed in — one of the old lodges you and Ellie were scheduled to watch outside of Jackson — the two of you had been stuck. With nothing else to do and no way to leave the lodge until tomorrow morning at the very earliest, you had taken Ellie’s suggestion gratefully when she’d pulled out a joint and a lighter.

Now, you sit beside her on a sofa by a window in the lounge. Snow has piled up to the windowsill, and you have no idea how you’re going to get out of here in the morning, but in the weed-induced haze overtaking your mind it’s far from your top priority.

You shift your gaze to Ellie. She looks out at the snow, and the dim light of it casts a glow over her features. She looks soft for once — guard always up in her journeys, always holding a steady ammunition of quips and jokes to get her out of anything that comes her way, but here she is quiet. There's a gentleness in her expression that you miss seeing as frequently during the busy winter months in Jackson.

Ellie meets your gaze. She gives you a quizzical look, though when you take the chance to clamber into her lap she looks grateful for the sudden attention.

“You’re stunning,” you say, the words sounding a little awkward as they come from you. You realize you must sound a little high, though no more than she is.

“You are high,” Ellie smiles, voicing your thoughts, though she can’t help how she seems to be feeling the effects of the weed herself.

You shrug, running a hand through her hair, still straddling her lap. She looks up at you with longing, obvious in the way it mirrors yours. You lean down to kiss her — it’s filled with yearning, her hands sliding under your shirt to run up your sides. Her touch is reverent, soft, almost soothing. Slow as you both sink deeper into your high.

Ellie pushes you down to lay flat on the couch. From where she sits between your legs she pulls your shirt off, kissing down the newly revealed expanse of your stomach. She unbuttons your pants, pulling them off of you and starting to kiss up your thighs. She’s gentle with you, and you’re pliable in her arms, feeling your need for her rise dangerously with every passing moment. It’s so much more intense when you’re high, the feeling of her biting into your thighs, fingers ghosting over your clit just enough to have you squirming for more.

Ellie looks up at you for a moment from between your thighs — her eyes tell of her craving, and you feel it for yourself when her tongue runs through your folds and immediately you’re enveloped in the pleasure of it. Her grip on you tightens, an arm looped around one of your thighs as she tries to hold you still.

You gasp at her tongue running over your clit, as she focuses on it and draws a moan from you. Your head is clouded from the weed so beautifully, your mind has died and your body lives on divinely under her touch.

Ellie sucks your clit, and you feel yourself driven closer to euphoria — her nails rake over your thigh, keeping you grounded under the ecstasy that pulls you closer to oblivion.

[keexshound]

i understand joel had it coming to him for years, but the saltlake crew still pissed me off in his death scene. like, they had their reasons, and it was understandable, but damn it still made me mad.

on another note, i don't think people really grasp how traumatic that was for ellie. she's alone in a cold basement with strangers holding her down. the only people she knows in that room is her unconscious uncle-like figure that she might have assumed dead and the man who raised her who is currently being tortured.

the last thing she sees of joel is the fatal blow that leaves his brains over the floor. literally, you can SEE his brain during the scene, also a broken artery. and during the entire time, she's left powerless to do anything and probably thinks she's next. and before she gets knocked out the thing she's stuck looking at is joels gorey disfigured face.

also by the way it's noted in her journal that the first thing she forgets about him are his eyes. she can't fully remember his face after it.

[theclub-forlosers]

Just gonna leave this here…..

[merowkittie]

“My head hurts, els..” you whined into the girls side as your arms were wrapped around her body and your forehead was resting against her ribs.

“And what would you like me to do about that, babe?” She twisted her neck to look down at you with a quizzical look.

You pointed to your forehead and made kissy lips, hoping she got what you meant. She kind of just looked at you like you were stupid so you sighed and sat up.

Pointing to your forehead again and you said, “kiss it better?”

She huffed out a laugh before rolling her eyes. Her hand waved you off and she went back to doing what she was doing before.

You pouted while looking up at her, hurt that she wouldn’t fulfill your dying wish.

“Please! I could be dying right now, Ellie!”

She just side eyed you and pursed her lips. With a sigh, she bent down and tangled one hand into your hair, pulling you closer and kissing your forehead sloppily.

You exclaimed a loud yuck and furrowed your brows at the brunette.

“What? You said kiss it better.”

[sugarbcnes]

ADULT CONTENT: MINORS DNI

ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER — BRAINROT

WARNINGS PLOTLESS PORN, DRUG USE, SQUIRTING, NEEDY ELLIE, BRAINROT, SEMI PUBLIC, CAR SEX, NOT PROOFREAD, USELESS BRAINROT OF GETTING HIGH WITH ELLIE

sorry this is bad and short but i had to post something.

the car is fragrant of everything filthy. everything ellie loves. the moroccan rose incense, your vanilla hemp cigarettes touched with the musky scent of her weed. her citrusy cologne, sweet tea mixed with vodka that swirls in her black flask. the windows become cloudy, hiding the lustful affair behind its mist.

white soles of her scuffed black converse are planted on her dash, the rubber decorated with her drawings and your calligraphy. you kneel between her thighs, black jeans pooled around her ankles and your hands hooked over her knees. she whistles, inhaling her cloud as your tongue reaches that particular spongy spot in her pussy. her taste is your favorite. sweet and creamy, pearling from her soft folds.

the euphoria of her high always leaves her horny to the max, at some points, humping the air in hopes of far fetched friction. luckily, you were there for her to use. sex reeks in the hazy atmosphere, the warm lights of the parking garage dimmed by the foggy windows.

“baby,” she drawls out. her blunt hangs loosely between her fingers, hand on the back of your head, “need more.”

your cheek rests against her thigh, eyes glassed and rosy. full of lust fulled adoration. she looks so pretty above you. lips swollen, freckled cheeks flushed and eyes brimmed with the rosy hues of a dizzy haze.

she obsesses over the way your fingers disappear between her folds, hand coated with her milky release. her core grows numb but she still feels the tingling in her body as she curls her toes, kaleidoscope of pretty little butterflies in her stomach. she holds the blunt out to you, mouth falling open as she revels in the way you inhale it, pink gloss staining the ambered paper.

as you blow it out, your fingers curl and hook, hitting her soft spot at an unreal speed. she lets out a strangled scream, white knuckle grip on your hair as she squeezes her eyes shut and gritted her teeth. her juices squelching and shoot out to coat your chin, dripping down your chest to soak the white material of your top.

everything was better, prettier, when y’all were high.

REBLOGS AND INTERACTIONS APPRECIATED

[ellabswilliamson]

You guys won't BELIEVE the wip im cooking up rn

Ellie and Abby are arguing over something stupid (like who's the most traumatized or who's the most awesome or some shit), Dina is a mildly concerned but mostly neutral observer of the chaos, and Jesse is playing crossword puzzles and trying to ignore Dumb and Dumber.

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Based off of the image below

[mynameisbillandimaheadcase]

Thinking about ✨her✨ again 😭

And I don't think I can shut up about it

[amourrs]

thinking about the drama that ensues when you bring home three kittens to abby after agreeing on getting two. it had already been a battle convincing her to get a pair rather than a singular pet, your reasoning boiling down to the fact that a solitary kitten might feel lonely without a feline companion. she didn’t really see the logic— “we’ll literally be here to keep it company, babe!”— but you wear her down until she simply agrees to your begging. she doesn’t say it aloud, but you can tell the blonde’s pretty excited when you walk through the door with the pet carrier, wrists aching as you set it down on the soft carpet of the living room. your overeager girlfriend flings herself onto her knees, fidgeting with the catch until the little metal door swings open and the tiny quivering animals inside the container begin to sniff at the air. you both end up reclining on the couch, leaving the kittens to come out in their own time as you sip on your respective hot drinks until a little white paw slides tentatively out of the carrier to land on the carpet. abby bites back a squeal that she disguises as a cough as a tiny calico kitten trots out into the open, pink nose twitching as she picks up the scents of your house. her sister follows soon after, a miniature explosion of orange and white fur that has your girlfriend cooing and leaning forward from her place on the couch as her braid swings back and forth and you tug at it playfully. “babe, they’re so— what the fuck?” you cover the grin on your face with the heel of your hand as the third kitten makes his way out. he’s almost entirely black, a tiny white streak on the base of his tail barely visible unless you’re up close, perfect white whiskers framing a pink nose that’s splashed with midnight. abby turns to you accusingly, eyebrows raised and finger pointed. “why the fuck are there three?” you pout a little, eyes pleading. “he was the runt of the litter and i couldn’t leave him…” your explanations fall on deaf ears, and not just then— for three days, abby glares at you from around the house, girl kittens scooped up in her arms as your boy purrs contentedly from your lap. by day four, you’re convinced she’ll never accept him— that is, until you go to grab your book from the coffee table and spot her curled up on the couch, sound asleep with the little black cat nestled across her neck like a scarf, faces nuzzled together as they snore in harmony. fuckin’ pushover... you knew she’d come around eventually.

[scokslvoer]

Sugar mommy Abby Anderson x Fem!Reader

a/n; hello my bunnies<33 this is just a little thought i had, im a sucker for abs and her,,,, well her everything. lord help me. anywaysss, enjoy, i love you buns!!!! kissy kissy xx

-she had first spotted you in a bar, whilst you were wearing your littlest dress and a pretty ribbon tied in your hair. her eyes immediately locked on how pretty you looked in the skimpy dress that did absolutely nothing to cover your ass. (not that she minded)

-waltzing over to you, she tapped your shoulder, distracting you from your previous conversation with the man who was very obviously trying to get in your pants.

-your attention was immediately drawn to her, especially the hand that was now resting on your shoulder, slowly trailing down to rest on your hand.

-of course, you immediately said yes to her buying you a drink, desperately wanting all of her attention on you, yet you couldn't place why that was. maybe it was the pretty freckles littering her face, or her structured biceps that had you clenching your plush thighs together. did the room suddenly get hot? -the night ended with you in her king-sized bed, under her fluffy gray duvet and in her oversized tee and boxers, all while she was cuddling you against her chest and rubbing your back with her big warm hands. that were splitting you open two seconds ago.

-after that night you two became inseperable.

-she would spoil you rotten constantly, buying you whatever you laid your pretty little eyes on.

-that new designer bag you liked so much when you saw it? its on your shared bed the next morning when you come back from your run, wrapped in a pretty floral bag with a gorgeous pink ribbon around it.

-you had nearly burst into tears when you saw it, practically jumping with joy at your new bag.

-she loved having you in her lap, whether that being you bent over and having harsh (but loving) slaps to your soft ass, or you two cuddling on the couch watching your favorite media while you fiddle with her fingers, not so subtly clenching your thighs together.

-you had made a joke once- after she bought you yet another VERY expensive pair of shoes- that she was your sugar mommy. she stared at you blankly for a while with a lost look in her eyes before smirking pulling you close and whispering "whatever you want my sweet girl" in your ear.

-lets just say you ended up with her between your legs, making them shake profusely all night until you physically couldn't cum anymore.

a/n: i kind of really hate this, but i hope you like it bunnies!! night night, get some rest and drink some waterrr!!

kissy kissy,

emie<3

[ripcupid]

soft make out sessions with Ellie listening to 80s love songs 🤍

┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ ☁️ Hell N Back

➤ little Ellie blurb.

➤ Please send me ideas for a summer au for either Joel or Ellie.

Ellie sits up on her elbow, looking down at your sleeping face. She stares for a moment, eyes trailing down your body covered partially by the blanket. She brushes strands of hair off your face, kissing your cheek ever so gently before slipping out of the bed. 

She tiptoes across the room making her way over to the shelf. She skims over her collection of records, looking back to make sure you’re still asleep. Her breathing bitches as she watches you turn in your sleep. She carefully pulls out your favorite vinyl and places it on the record player. You start to stir at the sound of music flowing throughout the room, groaning as you slowly wake up. You call out Ellie’s name softly making her scramble back to the bed. 

“I'm right here, baby,” she whispers, crawling back under the covers with you. You pull yourself closer to her, tucking your face in her chest. She strokes your hair as you grumble into her chest. “I can’t understand you.” 

You pull away from her chest and look up at her with a pout, “You woke me up,” you say with a slight whine in your voice still half asleep making Ellie chuckle softly.

“I’m sorry,” she says, planting a soft kiss on your pouty lips, “but you just looked so cute.” You sigh, laying on your back to let your sleepy brain catch up with your body. Ellie leans over and rests her head on your chest, tracing lazy circles on your hip. You run your fingers through her hair, enjoying the feeling of her weight against you. Ellie sits up slightly, pushing the straps of your shirt off your shoulders, planting soft kisses on your collarbone. You feel a shiver run down your spine as she moves her lips up to your neck, her breath warm against your skin. You can't help but let out a breathy sigh as she leaves a trail of open mouthed kisses along your jawline. 

You tangle your hand in her hair, pulling her to your lip for a slow, passionate kiss. You cup her face in your hands, deepening the kiss as you feel her body press against yours. Ellie's hands slowly trace down your chest, settling on your hips, gripping them tightly as she pulls you closer. You break the kiss, gasping for air as Ellie's lips trail down your neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses. She pops her head up, looking at you with a sweet smile as you hold her face in your hands. 

You brush your thumb over the crease between her eyebrows, trailing your thumb down her nose and across her lips. "I love you," you whisper, unable to resist the urge to kiss her again. You peck her lips continuously before pulling away, admiring the blush that spreads across her cheeks. Ellie chuckles dryly and leans in, meeting your lips eagerly. You wrap your arms around her neck, caressing the back of her head as you deepen the kiss. You don't pull away until you both need to catch your breath, wanting to savor the taste of her. As you pull away, she looks at you with a smile, her nose nudging your cheek as she leaves a lingering kiss there. 

"I love you too," she says softly, her hand reaching up to stroke your cheek before resting her head on your chest. You hold her close, instinctively wrapping your arms around her as you stroke her hair gently.

"I love this song," you say, suddenly breaking the comfortable silence, as the music continues to play in the background. 

"I know you do," she replies, smiling up at you as she traces circles on your chest. As the song ends, she leans in to kiss any part of you that she can reach. You cup her face bringing her back to your lips for a quick kiss. She tucks her head into your neck as the next song begins to play. The two of you lay there in comfortable silence once again, enjoying each other's company and the soft melody in the background.

[swftsp]

credit @swftspX on twitter

[dnvrsmedia]

What's Today's Date?

dealer!ellie x reader

18+ only

happy 4/20!

thinking abt dealer!ellie smoking you out then slutting you out on her strap till you’re hearing colors !

NOT PROOFREAD

Ellie was practically foaming at the mouth the week leading up to the "biggest day of the year" in her words. When you first met your now girlfriend, you were wide eyed and innocent. Never have even thought about putting anything like that substance she loves so much into your body. Confused at what she could have been talking about, you poutted all day. You felt like a terrible girlfriend! You knew it wasn't her birthday or even Joel, her adoptive dad's birthday. Stumpped over what it possibly could be, you dragged yourdelf through your classes.

Ellie told you that she would be very busy working today when you were over at her quaint apartment at the edge of campus last night. You weren't naive...well not as much as some may think. You knew Ellie was a dealer. That much never bothered you. She was careful and never let you come along on deals (no matter how much you begged her). Ellie knew what she was dealing with was not the safest and she'd do anything to keep you safe. You admired that of her. Having someone put you first in all facets of the word was a new expirence for you. Getting used to it was the real challenge.

You were laying in your dorm bed thinking of ways to make it up to Ellie. How could you somehow forget what could possibly be her favorite day of the year! You were beyond frustrated with yourslf when a familair knocking pattern at your door was brought to your attention. You leaped out of bed with a smile on your face, pushing down the guilty feeling bubbling up within. Its been a whole day without seeing or texting your Ellie and you could not believe how much you missed her. Another set of knocks and a loud-

"Baaaaabe, c'mon I gotta surpise!"

Manifested from behind the old wood. You giggled as you opened the door to a very clearly inhibriated Ellie Williams. If you couldn't tell from her low eyes and smirk, the n you could definatley tell from the strong smell rolling off of her. Although you have only smoked a few times (all with Ellie) you thought the aroma of Ellie's natural musk mixed with bud was tantalizing.

"Hi baby." You greet your girlfriend with an amused smile at her state. Ellie immidatley pulls you in for a deep and sensual kiss. Her hands are traveling towards the apex of your thighs, pulling and pushing the soft skin. You let out a soft moan in surpise and pleasure. You separate the kiss, remembering that you are in the middle of your dorm floor.

You look at Ellie with wide eyes, yet her face hasn't changed from the slight smirk that drives you insane.

"Hi princess," Ellie bites her lip, obivioulsy gawking at you in her oversized shirt and sweatpants.

"I missed you, it wouldn't be my favorite holiday I didn't get to spend the rest of the day with my girl." She cheekily pinches the sides of your hips with a smile; she knows exactly what she does to you.

Did she say holiday? Now you were even more confused. What holiday was in the middle of fucking April? Ellie must have picked up on your confusion because she starts to chuckle. You pout, wanting to understand what could possibly be this funny.

"Aw, baby, don't pout," She tries (and fails) to hide her smile.

"I've been so confused all day! It's only thursday." You whine. Ellie couldn't help herslef, she pressed a quick peck into your lips.

"It's okay babe, it's 420 today." She walks into your room and pulls out her infamous case. You immidatley shut the door with a giggle.

"That's today? I thought today was the 18th." You whine at your stupidity.

"I could've skipped classes and stayed with you today!" You pout some more as you sit next to Ellie on your couch. Ellie looks up at you with a disapproving look.

"You know I would've made you go into class. It's been so busy that I ran out of the stash that I sell. Babe I got enough to fucking spoil you so much you have no idea." Ellie moves back from rolling a few to look at you.

"I'm gonna wine and dine you so well you're not gonna be able to walk till next semster." Ellie flashes you her famous smirk that has you pressing your thighs together. Unbeknownst to you, that action doesn't go unoticed by your girlfriend.

To shake those naughty thoughts about Ellie from your head, you move to "smoke-proof" your room. The last thing you want is to set off the buildings fire alarm and get your girlfriend caught. You open your windows and cover your smoke alarm as Ellie watches your every move. Her eyes burning holes into your body. Thoughts of strapping you with the silicon tucked into her pants drives her insane. She has to be patient; at this route, she wont even get to see how you look all fucked out AND high. Ellie adjusts herself on the couch while you get situated next to her.

"You know you don't need to spoil me, babe. You work hard, you deserve your money." Ellie lights the perfectly made blunt and puts it to your mouth.

"Shush, now breathe in for me." You suck in a shaky breath as you can feel the heat spread even more between your damp thighs. You exhale and try not to choke on your breath as Ellie is massaging your lower abdomen.

"God, you look so pretty when you smoke." She bites her lip and puts the blunt back up to your mouth.

Ever since you first smoked with Ellie, she has made it a habit to do everything for you. She prepares, rolls, and even holds the blunt for you. She doesn't want her pretty girl to lift a finger.

After a few hits between the two of you, you gradually start to feel the high. A giddy smile makes way to your mouth as your eyes seem to get lower and lower. Ellie is starting to have trouble controlling herself around you. The higher both of you get, the more needy she become. This obviously having its shared affect on you.

You don't even notice this, but you are bucking your hips up in the air, searching for friction while you watch Ellie finish the last of the substance. Your eyes followed the delicious view of her fingers wraping around the blunt, trailing its way to her puckered lips. She exhales the billowing smoke before ashing out the roach in her the kirby ashtray she made you in her ceramics elective.

Ellie all but tackles you onto your back with a sense of need and urgency. Her rough hands firmly squeeze at your body, groaning at how soft you feel under her shirt. Her slightly chapped lips bruised kisses all across your body. In your heightened state, you couldn't prevent your moans from slipping between your teeth.

"Fuck Els- mph, please." And a conglomerate of pitiful moans excaped you.

Ellie was absolutley eating every single second of you needy and pliant state up. Her deep grunts and remarks of praise were floating through your head, making you dizzy.

"C'mon pretty girl, lemme make you feel so good. You deserve it, baby." Ellie felt the need seep out of her skin. She couldn't hold back. She needed to fuck you, feel you, be inside of you. She needed to taste you and bring you to your high over and over and over again. Just when you think you can't anymore, she needed to do it all over again.

You couldn't stop whining. Everything just felt extra heightened and sensitive. You could feel the rubbing of your nipples against Ellie's shirt and hands making you almost cum on the spot. Your head was filled with one thing and one thing only. Ellie.

You nod your head feriously in agreeance. You needed her lips on you, her hands feeling your hot skin, her- oh. She's been packing this whole time. A wanton moan leaves you as Ellie chuckles.

"C'mon use your words." She rasps in your ear. Her hand trailing down your stomach to the band of the sweatpants you're wearing.

"Please." You mutter as you buck your hips up, begging for her to touch you.

"Please, what? What do you need, baby?" Ellie teases as her hands pull down your pants, leaving your white cotton panties on full display. Her thumb hovers over the damp spot made by your slick with a groan.

"Please touch me, wanna feel good." You feel like crying. You have never felt so aroused and needy in your life. Only Ellie could make you feel this way.

"Atta girl." She smirks before diving in ontop of your damp underwear. Shes sucking and slurping every last drop like a madman and you're seeing stars. Ellie is rutting her hips into the couch, feeling the strap nudge her clit deliciously. She moves your underwear off swiftly, needing to get a tatse of your full essence.

Oh and does Ellie abosolutley go in. You gasp at the intrusion of her tongue in you tight, fluttering hole. Her muscle prodding at all the right places within you. Her hands pushing up the shirt you're wearing to pinch at your nipples. Twisting and tugging at your buds, Ellie cages your legs in between her stong arms to prevent you from moving. Having no where to go, you reach your peak hard and fast. This blindsides you and causes you to squeeze Ellie's head between your thighs as you ride out your high. Ellie could not be any happier then right here between your legs. Shes lapping up your slick.

"Hmph no more Els- too much!" You puff out in laborded breaths. Ellie removes her head from between your thighs. You thought that you couldn't want her to fuck you anymore, but the scene of her jaw soaked in you essence made you squeeze your thighs together.

"Fuck babe, you got one more in you don't you? Huh, my good girl? I need to fuck you on my stap. C'mon pretty thing I know you can do it." Ellie was basically whining with need to put her purple silicon friend into the depths of you.

You gave her a weak nod and she kisses you on your sweaty forehead before removing her ratty jeans. Her strap hangs off her hip, standing proudly before she grabs the bulbous head. Ellie drags the toy up your slick center teasingly before dipping the head into you. The angle rubs against Ellie's abused clit perfectly. You can see her pleasure as she throws her head back.

"I can't take it slow, baby I need to fuck you. God, I need to fuck you right now." Ellie moans as she brings her forehead to yours. You grab onto her cheek and nod.

"'s okay Els, use me. Want you to come f'me, please?" You beg while Ellie's eyes practically roll back into her head.

She pistons her hips with fast and deep thrusts, hitting her clit in the perfect spot everytime. You on the other hand, you're seeing stars. Ellie managed to get deeper then she has ever been while fucking you. You can't tell if it's the high or a combination of both, but shes fucking you so good. The languid sounds of her strap going in and out of you at a mind numbing pace set you spiraling.

"Fuck- ohmygodelsohgod!" Was all that you could muster to speak inbetween incorherent gutteral moans.

Ellie swears it's like she can feel you on her strap. This is the best she has ever felt and that climax is coming fast.

Her grunts mixed with your whines and moans made her work harder. Her strokes start to falter a bit as she beigns to be more vocal. That is when you know that your girl is about to cum.

"Fuck, who's pussy is this, hmm? Who's the only one to fuck you like this? Have you dripping- fuck- have you dripping for them?" She grunts as her pace slows but her thrusts get deeper.

You let out high moans "Youelsohgod- s'you!" You moan. The thread finally breaks within you as Ellie moves her hand inbetween your two bodies. Her dominant hand circling your puffy clit. This causes you to gush out all over her thighs and drench the couch beneath you.

"Oh fuck-" Ellie immedatly cums from seeing you make a mess all over her. You have never squirted before, but now? Ellie thinks shes obsessed.

Her hips slow as she finishes her climax. Shes praising you for how good you did for her before pulling out of you. You whine at the feeling and Ellie sushes you in comfort. After cleaning you both up, Ellie picks you up for you both to relax in your bed.

"You're so hot, babe. I am so making you squirt for the rest of our lives." Ellie smiles.

"Ellieuuhhh!" You shriek and playfully smack your lover.

There is no way you'll forget 420 ever again.