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elliesdirtywifebeater · 9 months

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Tryna Smoke

paring: soft dom!ellie x sub!reader

cw: smoking, strap riding, slight teasing, praising

summary: after not seeing each other for a few weeks you and ellie hang out and smoke together but theres alot of pent up tension the two of you have been holding out on

you were on your way to your girlfriend ellies house, both of you were super excited because its felt forever since the two of you could actually be alone together.

as youre walking down the street you shot ellie a text letting her know you were almost there, she replied telling you to hurry up or else she'll die. shes always such a dramatic but you found it cute.

before you could reach the door to knock it flew open and you were met with an ecstatic ellie. you both threw your arms in the air before holding each other tight in a much needed hug "omg babe i miss you so much" she said as she stood up straight.

you returned her cheesy smile "i know im so amazing" you said jokingly rolling your eyes.

"oh whatever" she said with a small laugh "cmon in and meet me upstairs alright?" she moved to the side giving you room to come in and you do.

you turn around to look at ellie, "dont take too long, yk a girl is impatient" you said and gave her a kiss on the cheek before heading upstairs to her room"

after a few moments of you getting comfortable in her bed ellie walked in with a princess lunchbox that she uses to hold her weed, wraps, lighters and shit like that. you always thought it was the funniest thing ever.

"you tryna smoke?" she asked as she held the box up before sitting down next to you "uh hell yeah i am" you say shifting your body to face her. she opens the box up and sat everything down on her rolling tin and started rolling a few joints.

you watched her hands and the way she gripped the grinder, how she licked the paper and how her fingers worked while she rolled them. she noticed you absolutely gawking at her as she was rolling, "youre staring baby" she whispered to you and you jumped out of your daze. "nuh uh no i wasnt" you said looking away "id wanna look at me too dont worry" she said being a total smartass for earlier.

"asshole" you said trying to cover it with a cough.

she lit two up as soon as she finished the last joint and handed you the other, she was never one to share to be honest. "you're so stingy williams" you said jokingly as she put everything away.

while the two of you were talking about nonsense you didn't even realize how close you two were physically. finishing off the joint she sparked ellie looked at you for a second not saying anything, which is normal because ellie tends to be the quiet type when high.

you noticed her face inching in on yours and without saying anything she kissed you, resting her hand on your face pulling you in. you place your hands on her thighs softly gripping them as she deepened the kiss.

she pulls out of the kiss and quickly pulls her shirt off and you follow behind doing the same going back into the kiss afterwards.

"stay here and take these off" ellie mumbled against your lips before walking over to her dresser. she pulled out her black strap, youve heard her mention having one but she never showed it to you. you looked at it for a bit and assumed it was like 6ish inches maybe 7.

"hey why dont you light another one for us babe" she said while she took her jeans off and put the strap on.

you listened and lit another one, taking a few hits she comes over to the edge of the bed and crawled up next to you sitting back slightly. she pulled you over to her and you sat on her thigh, you leaned over to her and shot gunned the blunt you lit.

"fuck that was hot" ellie said as ran her hands up and down your body. "youre hot" you said taking another hit before kissing her.

youd never be this confident in doing any of this sober, ellie knows how shy you can be but she also knows the things you can really do and handle.

you started rocking your hips back n forth grinding on her thigh. "fuck baby youre already so wet for me" she huffed out.

ellie wanted you more by the second just from the sight of you. you riding her leg, face flushed red, moaning out quiet profanities.

she grabbed your leg bringing it over so you were in a straddling position. hovering over her strap she looked up at you with wanting eyes, "c'mon and take my cock like i know you can baby"

the rasp in her voice sent a swarm of butterflies to fit your stomach up. you started lowering yourself down on her and gripping her shoulders for support "take your time pretty" she whispered to you taking the blunt from you hitting it a few times before putting it out.

you moaned out ellies name as you fully sunk down on her, "fuck its so big" you stuttered out.

you were slowly rocking your hips against her getting used to the feeling, once comfortable you started bouncing down, "oh my god fuck" ellie moaned "e-everything okay?" you said between moans. she nodded in response "i just.. fuck-" she was cut off by her moans, her grip intensified on you "i didnt expect it to grind against my clit like that, shit." she grunted out.

"fuck you look so good riding me" she grabbed your neck and pulled you into a kiss, reaching her free hand down she started rubbing your throbbing clit with her thumb. both of your moans fill up the room

you throw your head back at the sudden contact, youre sensitive and ellie loves to take advantage of that. she loves seeing you fall apart at her disposal.

she brought your face back to meet hers "i wanna see you while im fucking you." the sudden assertiveness in her voice made you go faster, babbling nonsense as ellie began thrusting her hips upwards trying to match your rhythm.

"e-ellie m'gonna.. fuck" you stuttered out. her hands found their way back to your hips as her thrusts got faster. "hold it in." she demanded "w-what?" you question her "you heard me baby" she grunted out as she flippped the two of you over, not moving from inside of you.

she straightened herself and continued thrusting. placing her hand on your lower stomach, she applied pressure causing you to whimper her name.

"youre taking me so good baby" she grunted.

she threw your leg over her shoulder going deeper, hitting all the right places. her hands ran up and down your legs before stopping at your core, her thumb teased your clit making your body jolt at the random contact.

her thrusts became more sloppy and both of your moans grew louder as she got closer "my god.. cmon pretty cum for me.." she could barely speak. seeing her break sent you over the edge.

your nails dug into ellies thighs, and your back arched as you came all over ellies length, she started mumbling curse words under breath as she finished right after you.

ellie pulled out of you and huffled trying to catch her breath. she looked down at the mess she made of you, with a soft grin she leaned down. "you have no idea how bad ive been wanting to do that to you baby." she whispered by your ear before kissing right below it.

you let out a soft moan mixed in with panting. finally being able to speak you smiled and gave her a quick kiss on her lips "we should have done this sooner" you said earning a soft laugh from ellie "i agree"

"cmon lets go clean up in the shower" ellie stood up removing the strap. you nodded and got up stumbling your way to the bathroom making ellie laugh at your struggle.

you were soon met with ellie in the bathroom and she holds you from behind and leans her head down by your ear "we can have a round two if you want baby" she said grazing her fingers along your body sending chills up your spine.

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borntoocry · 1 year

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𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐

college Ellie AU

part 2/ ? part 1

word count: 3.2K

summary: Ellie and val go to a party together and get high.

pairing: Ellie williams x fem/latina oc

warnings: none? just them getting high so if you hate weed... I guess don’t read.

I huffed as I fell onto my bed. My phone was hovering over my face and I had Ellie’s phone number typed up in. I was trying to find something to say—my thumbs were hovering over the keyboard and every time I typed in ‘Hey,’ I asked myself if messaging her at all was a good idea. I had another syllabus to look over tonight and if I didn’t remember it, I would actually have to pay attention in class.

But I wanted to see Ellie. I wanted to go to a party and speak to her again. To have a conversation with her where I wasn’t squirming in my seat. I may squirm while in front of her, fighting the frustration in my body that may attack her lips with my own. But I wanted to be around her, to find something we had in common that wasn’t College Algebra 1304.

I typed in, Hey, it’s Val. At what time is the party?

I turned on my ringer and hopped off of my bed, quickly running to my closet. I opened the door and eagerly looked through my clothes. I knew not to wear something wild, like one of the skimpy dresses I brought from home in case one of my invisible friends invited me to a night club. Like maybe I needed it to make my boobs look bigger even though not even a push-up bra could help. Like maybe it would persuade the security guard to let me into their club.

I then had a bright pink flow-y dress. No.

A pair of black skinny jeans if I found a job soon. No.

A tacky green tennis skirt. Hell no.

I was looking in the wrong section of my closet. I pushed all of my dresses to one end and looked at my overalls, jeans, old tank tops I never wore. This seemed boring and good. Good for a college party—I didn’t have to get anything absurdly dirty and I wasn’t going to ruin any of my skimpy ‘maybe’ dresses.

I pulled out a breathable, tight red long-sleeve, a pair of identical jean shorts I was already wearing, and black platform tennis shoes.

I laid the clothes out on my bed and picked up my phone. I turned it on and albeit not hearing a single ring, Ellie’s number was stamped on the only notification on my phone.

817-008-####: At 9. If you wanna hang before, we can.

I felt watched. Like someone was staring at me through my window, cackling at how frightened I was that someone—especially an extremely attractive girl—was interested in me. Maybe not in the romantic way, but at least platonically. Sam shared no interest in me whatsoever, and besides Ellie, no one has looked at me with a curious eye.

I felt an immense pressure in my chest that ran up to my chest, but as I opened my mouth, I realized I just hadn’t been breathing. I gasped and quickly opened my phone, erratically typing in an answer. It was 8:00 and I was not dressed, nor had makeup or my hair done.

Yeah that’s fine, I typed. I’m not ready yet but…

I huffed. I rubbed my thumb and index against my eyebrows. I was going to ask her if she wanted to sit in my room as I got ready, I knew I was, but I needed to prepare myself. I knew I would ask her because my thumbs were already typing the message. I couldn’t tell myself no, so as soon as I typed the message, I sent it.

Yeah that’s fine! I’m not ready yet but if you want, we can hang in my room until I’m done.

I placed my thumb into my mouth to stop myself from vomiting all over myself, and waited for her to answer. It wasn’t long before she replied.

817-008-####: Great, just tell me where your dorm and room is and I’ll be on my way in like five minutes. I have an edible and a few joints. Is that alright.

Yep

Maples Hall. 2nd floor. Literally the fourth door on your right. Will say Sam and Val on a teddy bear.

817-008-####: Cool. See you soon :)

I quickly threw off all of my clothes and stepped into the clothes set on my bed. Underwear. Red long-sleeve. No bra, ‘cause now I was cool. I also had no boobs, so a bra was unnecessary. Jean shorts. I then pumped my coconut lotion into my hand and lathered myself with it until I probably didn’t even need perfume. I slid on my mismatched socks that had pretzels on the left one and Barney’s face on the right. I lathered my armpits in both spray deodorant and roll-on.

I was running rampant in my room, trying to slap gel into my hair and forming my hair into long braids that ran down my back, finding my makeup, and finding my perfume that magically slid off my desk. By the time my second braid was swaying down my back, there was someone rapping their hard knuckles on my door.

I slid towards the door and opened it as wide as I could, almost slamming it against my face.

Ellie was directly in front of me, her body relaxed. She had on a semi-tight black shirt that clung to her arms but swished against her tummy. I could see a sliver of her pale skin where her shirt failed to reach her loose jeans. I sucked in a little too much air and had to squint my eyes so I wouldn’t cough out and die.

“My…” I looked behind me and my eyes widened at the sight of my bra and underwear on the floor. “…My messy room. You can choose wherever you wanna sit, but let me clean up a little.”

She chuckled and shut the door behind her. I ran to pick up my green bralette and underwear and chucked them into my hamper that struggled to fit itself in the space between the wall and our sink. I sighed and said, “I’m sorry, I was trying to get ready before you came and I forgot that was there.”

“It’s okay,” she whispered, as if Sam was here and she was not only seeing the situation but laughing at it. I could feel her shitty aura in the room, so I wasn’t far off. “We all have underwear.”

“Not bright green one’s though,” I laughed. This made her laugh, even though I was withering away on the inside. I was glad my embarrassment made her laugh. Maybe it was the wrong thing, but I no longer cared.

“Yeah, maybe not,” she answered as she hopped onto my bed.

As she relaxed into my bed, I threw my unlocked phone beside her. “Play something. All I have to do now is some makeup. Don’t worry though, it’ll take like ten-fifteen minutes top.”

“Take as long as you need, I can wait.”

I smiled at this. She was patient, and she didn’t judge me for having my underwear out on display as if it were Victoria’s Secret. She was silent and she played music like I asked and she was observing my room and me! Without her saying it was weird that I had picture of cats in almost every square inch of my room.

Well maybe I was wrong. She did say something about the cats. “Are these your cats?,” she asked.

My eyebrow pencil waved around in the air as I let out a breathy chuckle and waited for my cheeks to redden. “They’re not… Just some ideas for what I’ll get when I’m older.”

“Oh,” she said, her smile cutting through her tone. “That’s… interesting. No girl I’ve met has done that.”

“Yeah well I am probably unlike most people you’ve met. Obviously by the pictures of random cats on my wall and the panties you saw as soon as I opened the door.”

“I don’t think you’re weird…”

I looked at her and raised my eyebrow pencil at her. “Don’t lie. I can see through you right now.”

“You cannot,” she laughed. “I just think you’re… different. Not in a bad way, just a… different way.”

I rolled my eyes and looked away. “Whatever you say, Ellie Williams. You’re too normal for me.”

“Normal?”

“Yep. Normal.

“Would a normal person offer you an edible?”

“Hm,” I murmured. “Maybe not a normal person. Maybe a weirdo.”

“Well a weirdo is offering you an edible. It’s a gummy ring. I know nothing about you but from what I’ve collected, you are new to this.”

“And how do you know this?,” I asked, in a slightly flirtatious tone. I wasn’t sure if I was being completely flirtatious, because flirting was not my forte, but I tried. I tried extra hard, because I could feel her next to me now, with her pale torso right beside my face, burning my cheeks.

“You wrote down everyone in our classes’ description followed by a deeper description of them. To feel them out.”

“Hmm.” I placed my makeup onto my counter and looked up at her. “Well not only are you a weirdo, but you’re a spy too, huh?”

She shrugged. “A little. Only ‘cause I wanted to know if you wrote my name down. But you didn’t.”

“No, I didn’t.”

“And why not?”

“Too distracted,” I said.

“Talking to me?”

“No, watching our sexy professor.”

She let out a belly-laugh that made me suck in my lips to stop myself from following her lead. “Oh, please tell me you’re joking.”

I shrugged.

She stopped laughing and took a serious look at me. “You are joking, right?”

I stared at her with a straight face, watching her slowly question my entire existence. Then I smiled. “Yes, joking.”

“Good,” she said, in her stupidly hot whispering voice that had my heart clawing at my chest. She dipped her hand into the pouch of edibles and took out a peach ring. She cut it in half and grabbed my hand, placing it into my palm. “Half so you can smoke a joint.”

I popped it into my mouth and chewed. “Thanks. Now shoo, I’m almost done.”

Why the hell did I already feel like melting into Ellie?

Not in the OH MY GOD LET’S HAVE SEX RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW way, but in the, You’re sweet and I like that you aren’t mean to me, kind of way. When I took my first hit of my first ever joint, she fished a water bottle from the crevices of her pocket and opened it for me. The crack of the cap opening ringed in my ears and I inhaled as much water as I could.

“You’re okay,” she murmured whilst rubbing my arm. “This still happens to me sometimes.”

“Really?” I would gasp.

“Mhm. Don’t worry about it.”

I looked up at her with glittery eyelids and glossy eyeballs and smiled. She smiled back, of course, because she was nice and she didn’t make me want to run away. “Ugh,” I then said, cutting off the silence and handing her back the joint. “I like the feeling but damn, my throat hurts.”

“‘Cause you just coughed up half a lung, Val. Here, just sip on this water while we walk to the place.”

I followed her instructions and slowly drunk the water. When we got to the party, I was absolutely stoned. It was a good high, I couldn’t lie, but I was out of my body, drifting off somewhere.

I could tell Ellie noticed because she held me outside with her hands on my arms and a worried expression stuck on her face. “You alright?”

I smiled. “Yeah, I’m good. Just…”

“Really high,” she answered. “Got it. So maybe let’s not drink tonight.”

“Wasn’t planning on it,” I replied. “But maybe just one drink.”

“One, but 90% lemonade and 10% vodka.” She backed up and stood next to me now—her hand slithered onto my hip for stability and I faltered just a bit. I chuckled but she worriedly asked me, “You alright there? Do we need to sit down?”

I pursed my lips and shook my head. “Just nervous.”

There was a smirk forming on her lips. She said nothing but took me up the short set of stairs and into her friend’s house. I’d forgotten the name but I knew it was a guy. She told me that, but she didn’t tell me he was rich as hell. They were apartments where they weren’t truly apartments, more like fucking homes.

Ellie knocked once then opened the door. She shut it behind us and led us through a dim-lit hallway with a couple of girls and guys attached to the wall. Some girls smiled, but I wasn’t sure if it was at me or Ellie. She was the one gay girls probably drooled over. Because I most certainly was.

The main room where the music blasted and bottles of vodka and tequila and seltzers lined the table was the living room. Everyone was either sitting on the couch or slouching on the wall as if they were flies. When I turned my head to the right, some more people stood around the dining table, playing college games where they tossed balls and poured water into a glass and stuck cards into seltzer tops.

Ellie leaned down and whispered in my ear. “You alright if I let go? I’ll grab your hand if you need me to.”

I shook my head and helped her snake her hand out from around my hip. I didn’t hold onto her but I followed her over to the bar seating around the kitchen counter. Her friend was there, dressed head to toe in black.

“Kahlo,” Ellie said, and the name finally rushed back into my head. Obviously. “What’s up.”

“Nothing much, nothing much.” He glanced at me and smiled, shining his pearly white teeth at me. “You brought a friend. It’s nice to meet you, I’m Kahlo.”

I waved and shined a smile, but a much smaller, more shy smile. “It’s nice to meet you too. I’m Val. Valeria.”

“Great. I see you found Ellie. She been good?”

I turned to Ellie and laughed. She rolled her eyes and looked away. “Well we only met today, but yeah, she’s been a good girl.”

Kahlo’s eyes widened and he averted his gaze to Ellie. “Good girl. Huh.”

“Alright, shut up. Just make us a drink. 90% cranberry juice, 10% vodka.”

“Got it.”

Ellie placed her elbow on the counter beside me and sighed. “You doing alright?”

“Yeah, I’m good,” I replied. “Do I not look it?”

She ran her eyes down my body and back up to my face. I saw the lingering of her eyes on my boobs, but kept the scream inside of my ribcage. “You look great, but your eyes are red and droopy.”

“Hmm. Maybe I’m sad that I don’t have a joint in my mouth right now.”

She chuckled. “Well then let’s get onto that then.” Kahlo returned with the drinks and Ellie picked them up with one hand, using the other to grab my hand and pull me back outside. No one was out besides a few stray people smoking beside the mini-garden.

We sat down on the gray steps and she handed me my drink. She set hers down and fished in her pocket for her joints. She took one out and handed it to me, saying, “Open,” as she fished in her pocket once more for her lighter. I opened my mouth and clamped down on the end. She grabbed her lighter, flicked it on, and neared the flame to the tip of the joint. “Pull.”

I did as she said and blew out once I felt enough smoke simmering in my throat and running down into my chest. I blew out and took the joint out of my mouth. Her mouth opened wide and she smiled, followed by short clapping. “See, you got it.”

I bowed and clapped right beside her. “Thank you, thank you.”

She took the joint and took a few hits herself. It was silent between us but like usual, it wasn’t for long. She blew out a puff of smoke and began to speak once more. “So do you like it here?”

“Yeah,” I answered quickly. “I do. I think I just had to find someone to hang out with.”

She hummed and handed me the joint. “I meant to ask about your roommate.”

“Mhm?”

“Is she like a total bitch?”

“Not a total one,” I said. “A slight one. She’s all about her boyfriend, but to the point where she cries every time she has to sleep in our room and it’s like she’s a cat crying for her damn owner to come back. She’s also a brat. Spoiled one. The day I moved in she was being such a bitch to her parents. Crying about the space, and how if they had paid some more, she would have been in the post luxurious dorms on campus.”

“Nothing like you, then?”

“Hell no!” I exclaimed. “I wanted to punch her in the face.”

She chuckled. “Well, good to know. But sad to know that that’s why I hadn’t seen you around campus: you were stuck in your dorm the entire week before classes.”

“Well now you see me, and you like me, so now you don’t have to worry,” I whispered with a smile.

“Yeah,” she replied, also in a whisper. She took a sip of her drink and took another hit. I was higher out of my mind. I began swaying to the music playing inside that flowed out of the cracks of the front door. She followed along—her shoulder bumped into mine, her arm touched mine and each time we moved apart, she raced back to my skin. I might have been high and thinking wrong, but she kept looking at me with her low, bloodshot eyes, with a look similar to a lion readying itself to eat its prey.

I wanted to kiss her, but I glued my ass to the ground. I was letting the high thoughts enter into every crevice of my brain. I took a sip of my drink to calm my nerves but it only made me more thirsty. A bit sexually thirsty.

Fuck. I was having a horny high.

I looked away and ran my fingers down my braids. “Is it hot?” I questioned.

“You feel hot?”

“I think so.”

Ellie placed her hand on my arm and rubbed up and down like she’d done before. “You wanna walk around?”

I took a deep breath and turned to her. I looked at her lips, her freckles, her red cheeks, her stupid-pretty eyes. “No.”

Her eyebrows curled in. “No? You wanna take a sip of water?”

“No, I just… really wanna kiss you.”

She sucked her lips into her mouth. In attempts to hide her smile, she ended up smiling even harder. She lowered her head even further and whispered, “Okay.”

“I just haven’t really kissed. Not since my junior year when a guy slipped his entire tongue down my throat.”

Ellie placed her hands on my cheeks and pulled me in. “Enough talk about guys, just kiss me.”

part 3

#ellie williams #eillie williams tlou #lesbian #lgbt romance #ellie williams x reader #tlou #the last of us #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x oc

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