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bsf!ellie x fem!reader

summary: you spilled something on your shirt & when you went to go find a new one in ellie's drawer you found something else.

a/n: this was a REQ AND I FREAKING DELETED ITTTT so sorry anon if u recognize this pls pls pls msg me cs this is such a good req and i love u cutie!! this was supposed to be a drabble but i got carried away..

cw: men dni, 2.4k words, porn w/ little to no plot, wlw sex, pet names (mama, baby), vulgarity, profanity, dom!ellie, sub!reader, strap is reffered to as ellies cock, nipple sucking (r!receiving), black reader, choking, tiny bit of lore, degradation (just a teensy bit) + praise (also just a teensy bit), penetration (r!receiving), kinda loser ellie :p, lowk toxic!reader

“ah, fuck” you mumbled, looking down at the dribble of chocolate ice cream slowly making its way down your small white crop-top.

“oh, i gotchu” ellie murmured instinctively, her thumb reaching to try and wipe off the stain— she only made it worse. her cheeks tinted as she found herself slightly groping your chest.

you giggled, smacking her hands off and jokingly naming her a perv before you looked down to assess the damage.

ellie took this as an opportunity to stare at your chest, her eyes lingering on the supple curve of your tits poking out of the tight shirt. “you can.. borrow one of mine?” she mumbled, struggling to pull her eyes away from your assets.

“really? thank youuu” you dragged your words, giving ellie a sweet smile & a soft kiss on the cheek before popping up from the lived in couch and making your way up the stairs.

you and ellie were childhood friends, your dad being best friends with joel was the reason for you both always being in close proximity. Your dad’s were out on patrol, and you were left alone.

ellie always had a teensy crush on you.. but could you blame her? you were always so sweet, and kind— and you weren’t scared of some innocent physical affection.

she had never dared to try and hint to you that she had a crush— she opted on being a loyal friend, listening to you ramble about the number of boys you’ve mentally destroyed, wishing it was her you’d choose to inflict your wrath on.

you reached her room, pushing the door gently and standing in the doorway for a few seconds before your gaze landed on the drawer next to her bed. you walked towards it, your eyes flickering over the knick-knacks she had scattered across her drawer before opening the first one.

there was a few band tees, one or two nerdy t-shirts with her favorite comic book characters and under the mess of unfolded cloth there laid one of your favorites. You reached to get it from under all the shirts and felt something hard and considerably cold.

you furrowed your brows, wrapping your hand around it, letting your fingers trace the ridges in this "unknown" object.

this could not be what you think it is.

right?

you pulled the object from under the clothes and your pupils widened at the sight of a 8-inch strap, veins and all. your other hand came up to carefully run your fingers along the tip of it, thousands of thoughts running through your head.

where did she get this? who the fuck is she using it on? why has she hid this from you?

you were dumbfounded, swallowing heavily as you imagined ellie— your ellie, with someone else. her clammy palms grasping someone else’s waist, her adorable pink lips trailing down someone else’s neck, her lewd words being whispered in someone else’s ear.

you couldn’t take it.

“what’s in your hand?” ellie’s voice rasped out, lingering in your ears. you quickly turned around, swiftly hiding the strap before facing her.

“what do you mean?” you played dumb, raising an eyebrow while looking at her with an amorous glance, almost successfully coercing her to succumb to the power of your gaze, but she wasn’t that pathetic.

she began to walk towards you, prompting a low ‘fuck’ to slip from your lips. you weren’t oblivious to the way you impacted her, usually the look would cause her to stand down.

she harshly grasped your wrist, bringing towards the middle of you both. she let out an chagrined sigh, looking up at you with sheepish eyes— trying to find a way to explain.

“it’s not what you think..” she sputtered as if you had just caught her cheating on you.

“w-where’d you get this? matter of fact, who do you use this on?” you stammered with an accusing tone, your eyes flickered with turmoil.

“is that really impor—“ she mumbled reaching for the strap, you quickly pulled away before cutting her off.

“yes!” your brows knitted, trying to understand what she was hiding.

she sighed defeatedly, avoiding your piercing glare, “um— i don’t know… cat? uh… there’s been a few others but i don’t even really know ‘em” she babbled nervously, apparently not wanting to make you upset.

ellie had her own adventures, and her own buddies to take them with.

you fuckin’ hated that.

“cat? you’ve fucked cat?” you say, ignoring the fact that she’s had partners whose names she can’t even remember.

“yeah.. only a few times” she shrugged, meeting your eyes. she began to question why she was explaining herself.

“wait— i don’t need to explain myself to you, this is my business.” she piped, reaching for the strap but you shoved her, surprising her and yourself.

“what is so great about fuckin’ cat? she’s nobody— god, you really fucked her?” you were feeling thoroughly betrayed, but you had no idea why.

you held no animosity toward cat, you even thought she wad quite nice— but in your mind, ellie was yours & she’d stay that way.

ellie eyes widened at your frustration, before beginning to realize— you were jealous. she surveyed your expressions, she could tell you felt uneasy about the thought of her exploring someone else.

a half smile creeped onto her face, making you even more frustrated. before you could say anything she blurted, “you’re jealous”

a moment of silence passed between you two, before you found the gall to respond, “no— i’m not jealous!” your confrontational demeanor quickly faltered, the roles switched.

“yes.. you are” she mumbled, taking a step closer, making your breath hitch. you licked your lips nervously, not breaking eye contact.

“why would I be? no matter how many girls you mess with, you know you’d leave em’ all for me” you stated, leaning in a bit to mess with her— gain some of the power you had lost back.

“that’s not true” she whispered unsure.

she knew— full and well, that if you ever even hinted at reciprocating her feelings she’d drop everything just to wait at your hand and feet.

“really? prove it” you murmured, leaning in closer to place your soft lips against her chapped ones, giving her a tender kiss— one she couldn’t help but return.

she tried to resist, tried to stop herself from kissing you back but she couldn’t. the sensation in her stomach wouldn’t let her, her chest against yours was enough for her to fold, once you gave her a simple taste of your lips she was now forever yours.

your free hand came up to slip into her hair, tugging her auburn hair and causing her to whimper desperately against your lips. her knees went weak, as she hesitated to place her hands on your enticing waist.

you pulled away but ellies lips craved yours, chasing them hopelessly. you muttered through quick desperate kisses, “I bet— cat can’t— kiss like me.. huh?” you murmured against her lips, slowly pushing her toward bed while your lips moved in harmony, ellie making the sweetest mewls.

“m’no— nuh-uh” she panted, her brows knitted together while she savored your taste. you straddled her, ellies trembling fingers slipping into your back pockets, pushing your hips towards hers.

“need you, please” she babbled, as your lips traveled down her neck, eliciting pants and pathetic whines to slip from her lips.

“show me” you murmured in her ear, marking your path down her neck, her wide eyes looking at you with confusion.

“what?” she stammered, her hands holding firmly on to your hips, you could feel her clammy palms against your skin and it almost made you giggle.

“how you use it” referring to the strap that had been thrown to the corner of the bed. her grip on your hips tightened at your words as her eyes darkened, she took a second before flipping you both over, and her hand found its way to your neck.

“take it all off” she mumbled, you could hardly detect any nervousness in her voice, just lust.

you pulled off your chocolate stained crop top, reaching down in between you both to unbutton your jeans, lifting your hips up to slip them off, leaving you in nothing but your underwear.

“so fuckin’ beautiful, mama” she mumbled, kissing down your chest, her touch becoming rougher than expected. somehow, without you noticing, unclasped your bra.

she abruptly pulled it off of you, and before she could elicit a gasp from your lips she latched on to your nipple, closing her eyes and groaning around your chest.

she wasn’t doing this for your pleasure—no— she was doing it for herself, she got off on this, seeing you under her, feeling you in her mouth.

she sucked hard, making you cry out, slip your delicate fingers into her short hair, pulling roughly causing her eyebrows to knit as she groaned against you.

“fuck— keep doing that, baby” she mumbled, latching off to give the same attention to your other boob. Her tongue swirling around your now aroused perky nipple, while her hand gently kneaded your other tit, a knot formed in your stomach-- she was too good at this. wetness pooled in your panties.

"y'so needy-- be patient" her pink links mumbled against your chest, leaving wet hot kisses down your soft skin, your skin glistening so perfectly with her saliva.

You tugged her hair with desperation, "els, need you please" you whimpered, her eyes glistened, she had been waiting for this moment for years-- dreaming, fantasizing about pleasuring you. "--and take off all these clothes" you groaned, tugging at the hem of her shirt, your brain foggy with images of her shirtless, her faint abs to firm muscles on display-- all for you.

she sat up, pulling her shirt over her head, throwing it somewhere in the room, your hands instinctively flying to her abdomen tracing her muscles with your finger tips, murmuring, "so fuckin' hot" under your breath.

"what was that?" she teased, while she leaned back down, meeting your lips gently, giggles passed between you two as your hand held her hips, slightly touching her v-line.

"y'gonna fuck me or not?" you mumbled against her lips, nipping at her bottom one while one of your hands departed from her hips playing with the cold metal button at the front of her jeans. "mhm, m'gonna fuck you, mama' she muttered between kisses as she unbuttoned her jeans, slipping them off before taking the strap and putting it on over her boxers, your eyes locked on her movements.

ellie wasn't gentle in any of the fantasies you involuntarily (not so much) had of her, she'd devour you, ravish you, whatever it took to destroy you and build you back up. You'd imagined how good she'd fuck you, making you see stars, go limp under her touch, the dirty words she'd murmur in your ears that would make your cheeks go warm.

ellie's hands traced the lace waist-band of your panties before traveling under your thighs propping them up a bit, pinching at the plump flesh, watching your dark skin go a little red, causing you to whine and lift your hips a little bit, needing her touch.

her thumb rubbed the little wet-spot on your panties, "awe, you soaked for me?" she cooed, as you gasped, the feel of her calloused finger pressing against your covered folds. "elssss, cmon" you groaned, furrowing your eyebrows in frustration.

"alright, alright" she giggled, hooking her fingers in your adorable panties, and pulling them down your thighs revealing your soaked pussy, your slick almost dripping onto the bed. you could feel the tip of ellie's cock prodding at your hole, waiting to intrude and your pussy was eager to let it.

"keep your fuckin' legs open" the rasp in her voice making you impossibly wet, she pushed in, your pussy swallowing her cock so deliciously-- her eyes were locked on how well you took her, groaning at the lewd sight. you gasped, knitting your eyebrows while your nails digged crescents into her arm, "shit, look how she's taking me" she panted in your ear, her filthy words causing you to tighten around her cock and just the sight of your gorgeous cunt squeezing around her gave her enough pleasure.

"fuuuck, els!" you whined, as she stuffed your puffy pussy, bucking her hips causing you to squeeze her arms even harder, "ah-- fuck, you hear her? fuckin' screaming for me" ellie boasted, pumping into you at a relentless pace, her words made you lose focus, your brain fogging up-- you couldn't even answer-- the only think your brain could process was your high pitched moans filling the rooms, along with the squelching from ellies cock pounding in and out of your eager cunt.

Ellie bent down a little more, her face right next to yours biting your shoulder occasionally, "being s'good for me, huh?" she grunted in your ear, "can't-- take it!" you cried out, begging her with glossy eyes, whining with every pound, "shut up-- fuckin' take it" she groaned, putting her hand under your thigh and hiking your knee over her shoulder, pistoning into your used hole, your thighs glistening with slick, the new position made you completely non-verbal, throwing your head back with a long whine, your thighs littered with light bruises, her hand around your neck as she stuffed your walls. you could feel yourself almost drooling, it was entirely too much.

"you think you're so fuckin' smart-- have control over me? huh?" she tutted, getting faster, deeper, opening your legs as she stroked deeper, abusing your cunt, "m'gonna fuck you so hard-- leave you numb-- fucking speak" she snarled, her grip on your throat a little tighter as you almost squeaked, "pleaase, 's too much!" you cried, your thighs beginning to shake, and it didn't even phase her, instead she got faster, your eyes rolled in the back of your head, you couldn't even function.

your lips were wide open, her hands restricting your airways, leaving you lightheaded, making you so much more sensitive, intoxicated by ellies cock, the knot in your stomach unfurled leaving you trembling around her cock.

her pace was constant, the strap hitting her pretty clit perfectly, the sight of you trembling, shaking, the white ring around her cock tied along with the pressure against her clit sent her over the edge.

there you were, your sweaty bodies lying against each other as you panted in each others ears.

now you know how she uses it

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