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silkbunnies · 14 hours

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hii! ive never requested or asked anything before but how do you feel abt (Lion)Hybrid!Ghost and (Lion)Hybrid Child!Reader gn or masc whatever is fine and its just the reader messing around with Simon around the base others would think he'd get annoyed or fed up with it all the constant pouncing and attempts to start fights but he just amusing/endearing even if the reader is a little nuisance sometimes /pos sbfsdfhsdj

His Cub

TW: None

Characters: Simon, Price, Gaz, Soap

DNI: Fem aligned people, para blogs, proshippers

A/N: hiii sorry it took so long!

ʚɞ The team often took turns babysitting you, Price telling them it was a must because they needed to learn child-caring skills, and what better way to do that than taking care of a silly little lion cub? God they had no idea what they were in for.

ʚɞ certain people on the team looked forward to watching you, and others dreaded it. Some of those people are Alejandro and Graves, everyone else absolutely loved you. The most being Simon surprisingly. Maybe it was because you were both lion hybrids or maybe it was just because he had grown used to you. No one knows, but he is your favorite too.

ʚɞ It was mostly Simon and Price who were victims of your constant biting and pouncing. Price was good at taming your constant need for energy but Simon? He just let you play until you tired yourself out.

ʚɞ He was overzealous when Price permitted him to take you off base. He immediately took you to faux hunting grounds to practice your pouncing and techniques, sharpening your skills instead of discouraging you

ʚɞ His favorite part of watching you is probably bedtime. Something about reading you a bedtime story and tucking you in before watching you doze off heals his soul.

ʚɞ He carries you around CONSTANTLY, people and captains from other teams always ask if you're his son, sadly not, but he lies and says yes half the time. No matter how strong or muscular he is, you always somehow find a way to wiggle and slip out of his arms.

ʚɞ After missions, he used to isolate himself until he felt mentally stable enough to be around people. But jow after missions he has found it relaxing to sit with you in the common room and brush your mane. He kinda tunes everything else out while doing so.

ʚɞ One of his favorite things to do is watch his team struggle with you. They would desperately try to get you to listen or calm down, or perhaps they were trying to figure out why you were crying. No matter the scenario, they would always have a difficult time handling it. But when they finally give up, begrudgingly admitting defeat, Simon would step in and effortlessly solve the problem. And not only that, but he would also manage to make you smile, leaving the others in awe and defeat.

ʚɞ Even though Soap was in charge of your hygiene needs (for obvious reasons) Ghost would hover over him and watch 24/7 making sure he did nothing wrong. Whether it was for Mane trimming, nail cutting, teeth brushing, etc. he would always be there just in case.

ʚɞ When he is on long missions he often wonders about you, How you are doing without him, if you are okay, and if everyone treating you right. It gets to the point where he can’t sleep and whoever is with him has to assure him that you are okay and maybe they even show him pictures and videos of you being silly.

ʚɞ Oftentimes, you share his plate. Since you are both lion hybrids you need the same meal plan, so he cuts a portion of his food up into smaller bites and gives it to you, which Price scolds him for, saying that you have your food before giving the older lion some more to make up for what he gave you.

ʚɞ He tries his best to make sure that you are mentally stimulated, trying to get you to learn how to spell easy words but he quickly learns that that is not his strong point and leaves all the learning stuff to Gaz.

ʚɞ He takes you on MANY runs. It's one of his favorite activities and he wants you to get in the habit of it too, not to mention it's a good way to get all of your chaotic energy out.

ʚɞ In the corner of the common room there is a little space for you, piles of blankets, pillows, and stuffed animals stacked on top of each other made out to look like a little den. It is specifically for you to sleep in when you finally crash out after running around for extended periods. Simon swears on his life that he didn't make it but everyone knows that he did, the team finds it extremely endearing that their cold stoic ghost cared so much about this cub

ʚɞ Simon begs and begs for the inevitable not to happen. He does not want you to grow up and be an insufferable teenager or something of the sort. He just wants you to stay as you are now, his Ray of hope and sunshine.

#gay #male reader #cod x male reader #comfort #headcanons #cod #fluff #simon riley x male reader #ghost x male reader #no smut #PLATONIC #kegswriting

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femmelovefemme · 9 months

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thinking about having you straddle my thigh. making you ride me until you make a big mess on my leg while i whisper in your ear all the other things i plan to do to you if you're a good girl and make yourself cum at least 2 times on my thigh and the first thing is making you lick your mess clean off my leg <3

#lesbian hard thoughts #lesbian ns/fw #lesbian smut #lesbian nsft #lesbian #wlw #wlw nsft #wlw ns/fw #sapphic #lesbians #gay girls #femme4femme #femme #sapphic ns/fw #ns/fw text #lesbian ns/ft

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airypixy · 4 months

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gay people can never just have sex, instead they stand transfixed, a voyeur, feasting while their best friend is wanking in the bathtub, then ends up tongue fucking and guzzling down his cum from the tub as it drains. They sob, strip naked and fuck the fresh grave of said homoerotic friend, after poisoning him to death when he doesn't reciprocate their feelings.

#saltburn #jacob elordi #barry keoghan #oliver quick #felix catton #gay #lgbt #happy new year #nye #smut

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alteriivik · 9 months

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OH NO, A VILLAIN! | SUB BOTTOM MALE CHARACTER X DOM TOP READER

a/n this is one of the two brainrots I have and I don’t know how to feel about this one tbh. I might redo it, maybe 🤷‍♀️

warnings: sexual themes, cocky villain, villain getting owned!! (literally.), overstim

Imagine the always cocky and annoying yet still an actually good villain getting put in their place after the hero finally snaps.

He had always liked causing mischief and sorrow; he loved seeing people cower in fear and shake in anger at his actions. He again caused destruction in an already crumbling city.

"Ah! Hero! You finally showed up, and I was wondering if you were cowering in fear at the destruction I caused yet again."

Oh, ouh, wrong mistake. :(

He was grinning ear-to-ear, proud and cocky of his achievement. He wasn't aware of how you twitched in irritability, how you looked at him coldly yet filled with a fire full of rage. You see, what he didn't know is that he had almost killed a friend of yours in your personal life (undercover life or something like that). You wanted to resolve things peacefully, but you still wanted to cause him pain.

And there you were, balls deep inside his cocky brat's hole. He screamed and moaned out loud, cussing out curses towards whatever was happening and you. His face was stained with tears and sweat, accompanied by the drool escaping his mouth.

"A-ah! f-fuck you, I-Fuck! Y-you per-hah p-perver- hngg."

He was being annoying; why not choke him? And you did. You looked down at him and saw him gasping for breath, sweating more visibly, and his hands scratching your forearms. His body was exhausted, reaching past the limit it could take, yet you didn't care. You kept pushing deeper inside this brat, stuffing him full whether he liked it or not. His body was littered with dark marks, both from bites and from your hands gripping hard on him; they ran from his neck to his tummy to his thighs. He was marked by you, but not fully yet; after all, you needed to cum inside him to fully dominate him.

You thrust into him faster, your cock pumping into the tight, overstimulated hole. You let out low groans at the feeling of him convulsing around you, your hand gripping his neck hard while the other one gripped his thigh harder. You heard him mewling and moaning in pleasure and saw fat tears rolling down his eyes, accompanied by his dazed face. He looked absolutely ruined by you, and that was the turning point for you as you spilled your seed inside him, filling him to the brim with a new sense of hotness. You slumped onto him, hearing him faintly moan and feeling him convulse in a dry orgasm.

Man, you should’ve done this earlier because of how willing he was in taking your dick… maybe then you could’ve had someone to let your stress out on. Oh! and also maybe stopped him from causing the chaos he did.

@alteriivik | do not steal

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nanaslutt · 6 months

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thinkin abt nanami teaching ino how to touch his pretty little girlfriend (you) and he is a little too into the idea..

MDNI

so maybe ino stretched the truth a bit when he said he had nooo ideaaa how to touch you, he’s just soooo inexperienced

can you blame him tho? the thought of nanami touching his sweet girlfriend while he praises ino for making you feel sooo good, how hes such a natural at this, has his cock fucking twitching in his pants

you were a little confused when ino said he “needed help making you feel good” when he always leaves you a shaking mess, but you can’t lie that you find nanami attractive and the thought of two men spoiling you rotten doesn’t sound half bad…so you didn’t question him

so here he is, between your legs; his tongue deep inside you; you’re laid back against nanamis hard chest and hes holding your leg open with one hand while he rubs your clit with the other, a scene pulled straight out of ino’s filthiest wet dreams

your back is arching and your twitching like crazy, moans slightly muffled as your head is turned into nanamis neck, tears forming on your lashes

“feel good sweetheart?” nanami asks you and there is practically hearts in ino’s eyes when you nod and nanami tells him how fucking good hes doing, telling him not to stop, abandoning his hold on your leg opting to grabbing ino’s hair by the roots and shove his head deeper into your pussy

and he fucking moans into you, eyes rolling back into his head as he humps into the bed not so subtly

making eye contact with nanami, and oh my goddd, he’s trying so hard not to cum in his pants, hes shaking his head back and forth against your wetness, fucking his tongue into you at an inhumane pace

“yesyesyes give it to her ino, you gonna cum baby?” he directs his question your way and you look so sweet, tears streaming down your face now, trying to tell them how close you are but your words keep getting interrupted by your moans :(((

“oh good fucking girl, gooood giiirl, ride his face, let it all out, we got you sweetheart” nanami coos

“𝘸𝘦 got you sweetheart” that was the final straw for ino, reminding him that 𝘯𝘰 this wasn’t a dream, and that the only man he’s ever seeking approval from is here staring into his fucking soul, watching him eat out his adorable girlfriend while he praises him and fuck fuck fuck-

he was amazed he could hold back long enough for you to cum as he whimpers and wines into your pussy, fucking the bed while a wet spot steadily grows on the front of his pants

“ino.” nanami yanks his hair up from where it was resting on the side of your thigh, he winced making eye contact with the older man

“so selfish, i don’t remember saying 𝘺𝘰𝘶 could cum, did i?”

the face ino was wearing looks scared.. almost remorseful, but his flushed face and heaving chest paired with his own rapid heartbeat pounding in his ears gave away his true feelings

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remuslupinlovebot · 1 month

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marauders era p links (18+)

all links lead to p0rn !! watch at your own risk and do not watch in public

REGULUS BLACK

regulus fingering you in his dorm

regulus bouncing you on his cock

JAMES POTTER

riding james when he visits you for summer break

james celebrating a quidditch win

james absolutely devouring you as if you were his last meal on earth (this is the hottest video)

james teasing you while you’re wearing his hoodie

james stuffing you full and showing how much you mean to him

james eating his pretty girl out

SIRIUS BLACK

sirius making his girl feel good

showing sirius what a good girl you are

69’ing with sirius

sirius using his long fingers to make you cum

morning fucks with sirius

sirius fucking you at your house

REMUS LUPIN

remus fucking your face

remus fucking you in the bathroom before a full moon

riding professor lupin

getting extra credit with professor lupin

BARTY CROUCH JR

bouncing on bartys cock

barty fucking the LIFE out of you

MARLENE MCKINNON

marlene riding the life out of you

marlene making you look in the mirror as she destroys you

marlene fingering you till you’re shaking

making a sex tape with marlene

marlene eating you out

making out with marlene

LILY EVANS

fucking lily with a d!ldo

intimate but intense foreplay with lily

fucking lily in the common room

sucking mommy’s tits like a good girl

roommate lily helping you out

car sex with lily

thanking lily for date night by eating her out

lily sitting on your face <3

using mommy’s tits to cum

MARY MACDONALD

mary bringing you to heaven with her fingers

mary sending you a video while you’re on a work trip

home alone with mary

fucking mary after coming home to her all dolled up

making mary cum

eating mary out by the pool

DORCAS MEADOWES

eating dorcas out till she’s whimpering

(doesn’t really look like dorcas but it’s hot so whatever) devouring dorcas on the kitchen counter

giving dorcas special treatment after a night out

dorcas riding you

RANDOM

marlene eating lily out to give her a break from studying

pansy parkinson riding the genuine life out of you

pandora, dorcas and barty having fun when the dorms are empty

foreplay with lily and nb partner (not RLLY p0rṉ)

PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF ANY DON’T WORK!!

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opscuritas · 4 months

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The smut war has started and my first attack comes in the form of a comic: "The taste of my desire" (Page 1/?) Enjoy. 😈

Follow the smut war on reddit! @goodomensafterdark remember that any explicit content will be uploaded uncensored on my Ko-fi 😉

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#haaaa this took forever lol #the spicy comic WILL have some good ol fashioned gay sex and food kink so beware ⚠️#myart #smut war #good omens fanart #good omens #goad #aziracrow #david tennant #michael sheen #ineffable husbands

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clemellie · 7 months

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sharp like a knife [e.w x afab!reader]

[photo creds] there’s no reason this should’ve took 171829 years to write n publish but here we are ladies and they/thems

pairing: modern!ellie williams x afab!reader

summary: while taking care of a drunken dina with ellie, the brunette blurts out a secret; changing your already rocky relationship with ellie.

warnings: mdni, 18+. ellie gets mean but we move! brief mention of throwing up. typical language. secretive pining. sorta enemies to lovers. smut at the end. dom!ellie. fingering. some spanking. some overstimulation.

word count: 4.1k

ellie didn’t want to be here.

she knew the next day, she’d tell dina she’s never going with her to a party again, then she’d end up stuck in this position, again. letting dina talk her ear off, drunk out of her mind. while ellie was sober, considering she was the designated driver. not only for dina, but for you.

being dina’s roommate, it made most sense for you to ride with the two. even if ellie wasn’t a fan of the idea, yet found herself adjusting her hair, tucking in the stray pieces of her mullet. and undoing the first few buttons of her dark flannel, realizing she looked too…proper.

it was stupid, her simplistic efforts to look somewhat nicer, she knew it. it’s not like you were going to shower her with compliments.

but you did give her a double-take when you got into the back seat. she noticed. it went straight to her head. maybe it meant nothing, maybe you were judging her. that wouldn’t be shocking. that was your relationship; snide remarks, long gazes, and ignoring each other. being friendly wasn’t really an option, for some reason.

“ellieee,” dina nudged her shoulder, the brunette noticing her stare was elsewhere. her green irises were set on you. you, across the room, an obnoxious smile on your pretty face while chatting some blonde’s ear off. it irritated her. “hm?” she hums.

“you know what they say…about a picture lasting longer–” “shut up, dina,” ellie muttered.

ellie shouldn’t be watching you so obsessively; her eyes were simply drawn to you. an odd sense of anger building inside of her the longer she stared. because why were you laughing so hard at her jokes? and why was she occasionally putting her hand on your arm when she whispered something in your ear?

“you could just walk over there and–” “dina.”

dina shut her mouth, but the sly grin was still on her freckled face. she wouldn’t pressure ellie, but god, she couldn’t stand there and witness the yearning any longer. “i need a drink,” she sighs, she definitely didn’t, but walked away anyways. leaving ellie standing there, looking like a jealous ex for someone she never dated.

she didn’t know if she should be thankful or not that some girl walked up to her and started a conversation, pulling her attention away from you.

especially when she dares to look back, and you’re gone. along with the blonde you had been talking to. any feign interest she had in the stranger before her suddenly dissipated, the forced smile she wore falling flat. did you leave with the girl? maybe take her to some empty bedroom? are you alone with her?

god, she feels pathetic. the way you’re occupying her mind, distracting her from anyone else in the room, from anything else in the world.

she could tell you straight to your face she doesn’t like you. hell, she probably has at some point. but how could she care so much for you, if that were true? it’s not. she knows it’s not, and she hates it.

“ellie?” the girl in front of her had asked, ellie spacing out completely. “hm? yeah, sorry,” she gulps, trying to focus on her, trying to ignore her bothersome thoughts.

it doesn’t last long. not when her wandering eyes travel to you, helping a stumbling dina up the stairs. she mumbles a ‘fuck,’ excusing herself and following behind. she’s able to catch up before you shut the bathroom door in her face, black and white converse in the doorway.

“she okay?” ellie asks, the question stupid and self-explanatory as dina kneels in front of the toilet, unloading the last contents of her previous drink. “use your damn eyes,” you tell ellie, sitting beside the brunette and rubbing her back.

you feel ellie’s heavy glare without having to look at her. “just gonna stand there and watch?” you ask, attitude prevalent in your voice. her brows furrow, throwing her hands up as she speaks, “the fuck am i supposed to do?!”

“maybe get her water?” it’s more so a demand, and ellie obeys, for the sake of dina. but not before rolling her eyes first, shutting the door on her way out. she’s now reminded why you irritate her. your mere presence is irritating. the way you spoke to her like you had authority over her. the way you mirror her.

“jesus,” you sigh, dina chuckling slightly. she mumbles, “i’m guessing it didn’t go well.” the look she gives you is apologetic, though you don’t know what for, or what she’s referencing. “hm?”

“i-i thought you liked her back,” she sighs, placing her hands on her face, “god, she’s probably pissed at me.” what. you look at her wide-eyed, confused at her implications. your relationship with ellie wasn’t perfect. you didn’t hate her, but you couldn’t stand her.

you didn’t like the way she’d eye you in a room full of people, her sparkling green eyes intimidating you. you didn’t like the way she’d make dumb dad jokes that still somehow made you laugh, when no one else did. you didn’t like the way she could be so damn charismatic, but it was never shown toward you. all her sweet traits, were never shown toward you. so, you did the same.

which is why dina’s words leave you frozen, your hand stopping the rhythmic motion it had on her back. she catches on quickly, realizing she should’ve kept her mouth shut. way too late. “y/n–” there’s a short knock on the door, ellie entering before dina can explain herself.

“here,” ellie gives a sympathetic smile, handing the brunette the bottle of water, then glancing at you. it doesn’t take her long to realize she had interrupted something. she doesn’t pry. “think it’s time to leave, yeah?”

dina nods, a tight-lipped smile as she looks between you two, “probably.”

you remain silent, helping the girl up, and letting her hold onto you as you walk out. ellie occasionally looks back as you make your way out of the house, but not checking on dina. she looked at you, and you refused to bring your eyes to hers. she takes it as you being an asshole. nothing new. truth is, you hadn’t let what dina revealed, go.

even when you got to the auburn-haired girl's truck, sitting in the back with dina, feeling her gaze on you through the rearview mirror. not once has your mind shifted to anything else. it’s like a puzzle you’re trying to solve in your head– except it’s not hard –it just makes no sense. ellie thinking about you in a positive light, admiring you, and expressing it to dina, makes no sense.

the car ride home had felt extremely long. you had tuned out dina’s attempt at small talk, and ellie’s short responses. both of them trying to ignore the odd tension that lingered since you left that damn bathroom, and you simply couldn’t. you almost want to ignore it, act like dina didn’t say a damn thing. but that’s impossible.

ellie flicks on the lights to your dark apartment, dina groaning at the sudden bright contrast. “sorry,” ellie mumbles, playing with her fingers as the brunette leans on you as you walk her to her room. you sense ellie slowly trailing behind, the girl watching as you practically tuck dina in bed.

“thanks,” dina sheepishly smiles, heavy lids glancing between you and ellie, “i’ll make tonight up to you, promise.”

“don’t worry ‘bout it,” you shrug, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. you look to ellie, before leaving the room, letting her say bye and going to your own bedroom. but you can’t move the second you step inside, leaning against the closed door and cursing to yourself.

it feels wrong, to let the night end like this. to let…that…go unresolved. you listen to the creak of the wooden floor, noting ellie was leaving, and you couldn’t let her.

you open your door, your hurried footsteps catch her attention. she pauses at the front door, eyeing you curiously. “what?”

“dina…told me.” your voice is quiet, speaking as though you’re unsure what you’re saying. you plant your feet on the floor once you’re a few feet away, trying to prepare yourself for wherever this conversation may lead. it might be great. might be awful. probably going to be fucking terrible. ellie crosses her arms, “dina told you…?”

“i guess she didn’t— god —she implied, that you…like…me?”

you want to bash your head into the nearest wall at how stupid you sound. you feel even more humiliated at the way she’s looking at you; like you just told her the worlds unfunniest joke. she speaks harshly, “dina’s drunk.”

“i know–“ “and i’m not fucking…into you.”

ouch. it’s not just the comment itself, but the way ellie says it like it’s the most bizarre concept on planet earth. as though she cannot imagine liking you in any sense of the word, platonic or romantic, simply at all.

you knew you should’ve expected a negative reaction, the accusation was bold, knowing her. knowing she’s never once expressed any interest in you at all.

she gave you judgmental glares, not gazes of admiration. she laughed at you, not with you. suddenly, you feel like a fool for even entertaining the idea that dina’s comment had any sort of truth to it. now, you’re bitter.

“good,” you mutter, “rather stay single for the rest of my damn life than date someone like you.”

your statement catches her off guard, embarrassingly offended by it; by you saying it to her. she scoffs. “well, that’s not really hard for you, is it?” she tilts her head, “been single since what? eighth grade?”

you don’t respond this time, her comment stirring an insecurity in you that you haven’t acknowledged. and she’s not done. “spent the night clinging to that blonde who was clearly uninterested…i don’t blame her–” she humorlessly chuckles, “you’re fucking pathetic, y/n.”

now it’s your turn to feel embarrassed, unaware ellie had even watched you at the party; had you seen close as fuck with some girl you barely knew. even if ellie didn’t know you were the one that denied the girl’s advances.

“shut up, williams,” you speak so quietly, the weak attempt at a warning going over her head. she doesn’t care, dina’s revelation caused her walls to go up, even more than they already were. now you had to face the wrath.

“you’d be lucky if i liked you. only fucking person who would,” ellie says, an anger flashing in her eyes as yours dimmed with desolation. her unkind words had cut deep, like a knife twisting in a preexisting wound.

shockingly, the girl realizes she had genuinely hurt you. that she wasn’t just being annoying, as she often was, but she was mean. flat out mean, venom on her tongue.

as though she was still talking to the person at the party, the one that spent their whole time with a stranger, laughing at their jokes, blinking their eyelashes sweetly. but that’s not the case, you’re actually giving her the attention she so desperately, and secretly, wanted. and she had ruined it. her furrowed brows relax in the slightest, “y/n–” “go. get out.”

you had spoken so quietly, she remained still, trying to figure out how to fix this in the next few seconds. not possible. “fucking go, ellie.”

this time, she listens, a faint nod, and turns around, exiting through the door behind her. you stand there for a moment, trying to comprehend what the fuck just happened. how ellie had taken your heart and stomped it, despite it never belonging to her in the first place.

it’s almost painful, the way she had fucking made it hard for you to sleep, embarrassment piled up in the deep pit of your stomach.

which continues on the next day. ellie had plagued your mind. your heart drops when you think about it, and the way she looked at you, the way she spoke to you. you should get over it, yet it only makes you even more mad at her. you want to avoid her forever.

that wasn’t realistic.

she seemed to be over every fucking day of the week, forcing you to stay in your bedroom while she laughed with dina in the living room as they watched some shitty eighties movie together. you used to join them, sitting on the opposite side of the couch from her, but not even that was enough for you to comfortably be in the same room with her right now.

you did a good job of avoiding her, until one night you’re leaving the bathroom, the girl right outside of it. her green irises bore into you, not moving, trapping you in the doorway. she takes the opportunity, “can we talk?”

no, you want to say, but her doe eyes convince you otherwise. “you’re talking, aren’t you?” she doesn’t mind the attitude in your tone, she had deserved it. she mumbles, scratching the back of her neck, “yea, yea i am.”

“what i said to you…wasn’t cool,” she shamefully admits. the memories of the night hit her at once, the sadness she had caused. she shakes her head, “and i didn’t mean it…and i’m sorry– like really, really, sorry.”

god, she cringes at herself. she doesn’t apologize often, not really ever needing a reason to. and now it felt like her life depended on it, as if she would literally drop dead if you didn’t forgive her. luckily, that wasn’t the case.

“it’s fine, ellie,” you tell her, sensing that she’s being genuine. though, it doesn’t have you bursting with joy and ready to engulf her into a hug, the stubborn part of you not even wanting to show her you accept it.

“thank you,” she breathes out, fiddling with her fingers, knowing she only was only halfway done. now it was the hard part.

“i don’t know what dina told you that night, but i do…” she trails off, unable to finish the sentence. she goes completely quiet, head tilting downward, not having the courage to look at you. “you what, ellie?”

her heart is beating rapidly, and for some reason, yours is beating in sync. you’re anxious, seconds passing in silence before she finally brings her light eyes to meet yours.

they say a lot without saying anything at all. the light brunch of her brows and her lips parted slightly, glancing at the soft skin of your lips. and you do the same to her– the girl suddenly leans forward and presses her lips against yours. what the fuck.

it almost surprises you at how gentle she was, and how she cradled the sides of your face so softly like you’re made of glass– like she’d hurt you otherwise; she’s done that enough. and she has a lot to make up for.

you’re disappointed when she draws away, but don’t have time to complain or pull her back, the call of her name from dina breaking the bubble you two were in. “i– should uh,” she backs away, you nod, “yeah, yeah you should.” she clears her throat, giving you one last look, before walking back to dina.

neither of you saw the shy smiles that crept on each other's faces.

the next week, you’re waiting for dina to come home from jesse’s, deciding you were going to tell her what happened with ellie. from the night of the party, considering she was still out of the loop, and you had a lot to confess.

and like ellie could tell you’re thinking about her, she shows up at your door, a rhythmic knock that almost startles you from your spot on the couch. you open the door, and out of habit, you assume she’s not there for you. “dina’s not home,” you nervously tell her, the girl slightly confused. “wanted to see you.”

“oh.” the heat rushes to your cheeks, stepping aside and letting her in. not without admiring how pretty she looked without even trying, a damn grey hoodie and dark-washed jeans that made her look so tantalizing, you could just eat her up.

neither of you speaks for a moment, unsure what exactly to say, despite the several thoughts that were floating in both of your minds. you awkwardly break the silence, “did you uh…wanna drink?”

“oh– yeah, sure,” she gives a tight-lipped smile, tucking her hands in the pocket of her hoodie, slowly trailing you to the kitchen. it was a lie, and truthfully, she wanted to skip the incoming small talk. “actually y/n, i– uh,” she sighed, “i’ve been thinking about that night.”

you halt your movements, turning around and looking at her. “you have?” “you haven’t?” she asks back, to which you quickly shake your head. “no– no, i mean yeah, i have,” you stutter, ellie laughing quietly, but not maliciously. she found it cute, she found you cute. “it’s all i think about, ellie,” you find the courage to admit, leaning against the hard counter.

“yeah?” “mhm.”

she approaches you, till she’s standing directly in front of you. once again, your heart is racing incredibly fast, being so fucking close to her. ellie was always intimidating, but now it was worse. now you feel incredibly vulnerable with her, something you’re weary of, but also don’t completely mind.

the long-lived tension between you has boiled over, with the best possible outcome; ellie kissing you again, hands traveling to your jaw, again. you relish in the way she feels against you, like something you’ve been waiting for, which it sort of was. not something you would admit to her, though.

the kiss deepens, but you notice she’s still being just as delicate as the first time. holding you so firmly, yet so gently. not daring to explore your body with her hands, to touch you in the places you craved. she’s holding back and you know it. “ellie,” you sigh, placing your hand on her chest, “you don’t have to be so…gentle.”

“y-you sure?” she asks softly, blushing at the way you look at her with such awe and desire. she’s not sure if she deserves this, deserves you. but she wasn’t going to waste this opportunity. she had studied your figure the whole night of the damned party, now she had it under her fingertips, and most importantly, you want it. you want her. you whisper, “not gonna break, ellie.”

there’s a smile on her face before she reconnects your lips, moving feverishly, to the point you had to catch up with her. one of her hands had dropped from your face, meeting your hip, and going under your shirt. the goosebumps creep under your skin when her palm gropes your breast, not regretting skipping a bra today. “fuck,” she breathes against your lips, “take it off.”

you don’t hesitate, freeing yourself from the fabric that clung tightly to you, feeling both shy and relieved when the air hits your bare torso. you swallow hard. ellie’s cheeks are red and her pupils are blown, shamelessly admiring the sight in front of her. ellie knew you were attractive– but fuck.

suddenly her mouth is attached to your neck, your head tilted upward slightly as she sucks harshly, while both of her hands are on your breasts. she was grabbing them roughly, and surprises you when she gives your nipples a harsh tug. the noises you make are the sweetest reward. she chuckles, “really are desperate.”

“shut up.” “shut up?”

“mhm,” you mumble, lustful eyes matching her own, “shut up and fuck me.”

that’s all she needs.

you gasp when she manhandles you, forcing you to turn around. her palm presses against your back, causing you to bend over, the cool granite of the counter against your skin sending shivers down your body. at first, you feel her wet lips on your shoulder, down to your back, and down your spine. somehow, it felt like she was kissing you everywhere at once.

her hands travel down the sides of your waist, creeping carefully on the edges of your pajama shorts. it’s excruciating, waiting for her to fucking do something, it seemed as though she was taking her time. fingertips just dancing around the fabric, a smug smile on her face as your legs ever so barely twitched. “didn’t tell you why i was mad that night.”

“what?” you ask, confused as to why she was bringing that up, at this moment. but she doesn’t pause what she’s doing, hooking her fingers around both your underwear and pajama shorts, tugging them down at the same time.

you shudder at the feeling, completely exposed for her. she gets the biggest ego boost in the world seeing your dripping cunt on display, knowing it was all for her. she sighs, “i watched you all night. watched you touch her…watched her touch you.”

“ellie–” you whisper, the girl nudging your legs to open wider, barely toying with your pussy. she’s teasing you, gently brushing over your clit, which was aching for attention.

she doesn’t have self-control though, pressing on the sensitive spot, and rubbing sweet circles. her pace was quick, the friction was perfect. enough for you, but not enough for her. she rasps, “fucking pissed me off.”

with that, she pushes two of her fingers inside of you, sinking them to the knuckle. holy fuck. the moan that escapes your lips goes straight to her own pussy, but she tries to pay no attention to it. right now, you’re all that matters.

your eyes flutter shut, the girl slowly working her fingers in and out of you, letting you get used to the electrifying feeling. the way she grazes your g spot, and when she leans over to bite your shoulder, her digits press hard against it. you squirm, and she decides she wants more from you.

she moves faster, pumping them briskly, all while you grow more wet around her. the lewd noises filling the silence of the apartment, but your mind is too hazy to be embarrassed. ellie is the only thing you could think about right now; how fucking good she made you feel.

you whimper, unsure how she managed to fuck you harder and deeper with her slender fingers. it causes you to stutter her name, pressing your ass against her, her lips parting slightly at how needy you’ve become.

you can’t form a coherent thought– you can’t speak a coherent sentence. she dares to push a third finger in, seeing if you can take it, despite how tight you already are. and you do, but not without a whine leaving your pretty mouth, drool on the counter at this point. “only i can touch you like this, right?”

you don’t answer her question, honestly, her voice is a blur in your ear. so, she smacks your ass, and asks again, somewhat sternly. “yes– yes!” you cry, one last push of her fingers inside of you causing you to pulsate around her. you moan her name, or an attempt at her name.

she doesn’t halt her movements, fucking you frantically through your orgasm. you bring one of your hands to your mouth, biting down on it to muffle yourself. ellie notices. she doesn’t like it.

she uses her free hand to grab your arm, holding it against your back, letting the spew of loud pathetic moans leave your lips.

your body has a mere second to relax when she pulls her fingers out of you, until she presses them flat against your throbbing cunt. her hand moves back and forth, quickly, and messily, your cum dripping onto the tile floor.

her hot breath is on your skin as she’s bent over you, towering, your eyes squeezed closed in a beautiful mix of ecstasy and overstimulation. you feel lightheaded, she was relentless. ellie only stops when she hears the jangling of keys in the front door, and you almost kick her away. fuck.

you grab your shirt, tugging it over your body, too focused on fixing yourself to see ellie casually sucking your release off her fingers. you wiggle into your shorts, looking up at the girl, who was admiring you.

“just gonna stand there?” “want me to clean you up?”

“no,” you sigh, hearing the door open, “just…keep her busy.” you push her away gently, but she doesn’t leave. she leans in, kissing you again, short, but sweet. as though it was a goodbye kiss, but she doesn’t plan on leaving your apartment that night. and she didn’t.

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