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On Patrol

Ellie Williams x Reader by @hikikoangel

[one shot / 4.2k words]

Summary: you go on a patrol lookout with her, where Ellie gets you drunk and has her way with you, you're not protesting tho.

Warnings: alcohol use, implied coercion into sex with alcohol, use of a strap, a bit of a love/hate relationship between you and Ellie.

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“Get up…c’mon!” shouted a familiar voice a feet away from my head, “Ugh, what?” asking all groggy after being woken up by Ellie shouting, as she was never particularly gentle, “We need to go, it's almost sunrise, they said we need to get there before the sun comes out, you know how he is, don't make this complicated like the last time.” she said, and with that already establishing her annoyance for the day.

While riding the horses through the dense forests you noticed how confident she was straddling that mare in front of you, when did she gain so much confidence you asked yourself, well it had to be either yourself or her, much gladly the second option as you were not the type to take the charge. For a split second you caught yourself resting your eyes on her hand gripping the horses reins and moving her hips in a way that made you completely forget that she was just a an annoying little friend.

Fuck stop it get yourself together, don't make it even more awkward than it is already, you thought to yourself.

After some minutes went by and you two passed nothing but a few empty plains and a house or two, Ellie stopped “We're here” she sighed in relief, “Tie your horse there” pointing at a house porch railing, was she always this bossy? **you didn't think too much and obeyed her.

“So, let's see…we need to check every house and basement for any clickers and Joel said he needs any old wires we could find” she said making our plan for this patrol clear, “Man, but it's still so early tho, barely 4am Ellie, I don't feel like going into those dark houses at night…” you said hoping for a positive answer “We should wait it out at our outpost, we got the keys, we'll be safe there” almost pleading her to agree with you. “Since you asked so nicely, fine…I don't feel like dealing with them in the dark either” she scoffed looking at you, in that split second you noticed a certain look from her green eyes but couldn't quite make it out what it meant.

You two made yourself at home at the outpost, even cracking a couple of beers open “Cheers…don't get too tipsy girl, we still got work to do” Ellie said while simultaneously teasing you about the last time you got so wasted at a party in Jackson they had to carry you to your house, “Oh shut up Ellie, you know I take it well…don't bring up that…slip up” your words trailed off, “You know I can handle myself, besides, it's just a couple of beers” you half hissed at her feeling your blood start to rush to your cheeks.

Her dark green eyes looked at you and had an impish gleam to them and you couldn't help getting caught up in them, her messy front pieces of hair covering them slightly under her dark bushy eyebrows when did she get a slit in them?, she looked at you “We will see how you’ll take it” she murmured, “Hey, did Joel tell you about his project?” she said, jerking your mind out of the familiar trance “N-no, what project?” you said, still fixated on her messy look, noticing something growing inside your chest, “Oh you know him hahah, he's always trying to do something to…to help that town, this time he said he will try to invent a communication device, so we're safer on our patrols” she joyously explained while taking the last sip of her third can of beer, already dragging out her words from the alcohol.

You just noticed how she gained a slight blush to her cheeks and hazy low eyes, alcohol running through her system sitting on her eyelids, “That would be great, I would feel a lot safer that way, tell him to hurry up with his little project” you said as you giggled, not remembering the last time you were this relaxed around her. Wow, this beer is not hitting just Ellie now.

She looked at your eyes, glancing at your slightly tight lips, “You don't feel safe with me?” she said, almost accusing you, “To be completely honest Ellie, if you wouldn't always drink on our patrols I’d feel safer” you admitted, sticking a knife into an already tense air, “Who knows what can happen while you're drunk in an outpost…” you immediately felt how those words could be interpreted but tried to shook it off, your eyes looked at the floor in embarrassment , “Aw c’mon princess, you need 10 guards to stand around protecting you? I could fight off five clickers at once” she boasted, her words inspired by her drunken mind, “Besides, here's another cold one for ya, don't be shy” she said as she got up to give you another cold can.

You noticed her pants slightly sagging at her right hip showing her dark blue boxer's waist band ever so slightly, hugging her abs and an exposed hip bone making you have those familiar thoughts again that you had when you two were riding through the forest earlier… only this time it was amplified by alcohol and that growing feeling inside your chest turned into an itch between your legs.

When she came back she sat right next to you, forgetting there was another couch she sat on earlier. “I can make you feel safer with me, yknow?” she assured you while taking a long scan from your lips to your thighs, her alcohol riddled blood showing up as confidence, “Oh yeah? how?” you spurted back at her, realising she was completely wasted and hoping for an answer that would not make the tension worse, while looking at her veiny hands, her waist and her ever so slightly showing sports bra under her stained tank top, hoping it would have something to do with any of those parts.

“You need to trust me first” Ellie said, pulling a small bottle of a golden brown whiskey from her bag , setting it on the table, “Be a good guest and take a shot with me” she said while smiling and pulling a smirk that successfully turned the atmosphere of the room into her territory. “Fine, we will see who will pass out first then, and who will get punished by our leaders for not being more responsible” you said half joking half serious, your mind was racing but your lower area was getting harder to ignore.

“Punished…” Ellie said under her breath while pouring you two a big shot, not taking her eyes off of yours, she swung up her arm with the whiskey filled shot glass and swallowing it all in one go, “Your turn” she said, almost teasingly, sliding down a bit on the couch while manspreading her legs even more, her rugged arms gripping her belt on her waist, eagerly waiting on you to take the shot. Damn, she must be used to taking her alcohol straight, you thought to yourself.

Just as Ellie predicted you took it as a challenge, taking the filled to the rim shot glass, swinging it back, the whiskey burning your throat and your eyes watering from it. “Good girl” you almost chocked on your own spit as those words left her mouth.

“Now let's play a game of...” she glanced around the room, “How well we know each other” she came to a brilliant idea, “For each answer you get wrong you take a shot and vice versa” she said as her hands found their way to the whisky bottle once again, not waiting for your agreement, “Sure, fuck it” you said, throwing your hands up in the air, might as well have some fun if were surrounded by uncertainty everyday, or else you would go mad being too strict on yourself.

Hearing those words Ellie scooted a bit closer, inching herself to your thighs, having that look again in her eyes, now on her whole face, her eyes hazy, cheeks and lips turning red from the blood rush.

“Ladies first” she gestured towards you, having you right where she wanted, as she knew you didn't know anything about her other than basic things, and with that trapping you into drinking a few shots.

“You know, I do think you started trusting me now” if only you knew what else I would trust you with Ellie, you thought to yourself, “Sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel bad earlier, I was just a bit worried” you hurriedly said trying to recollect yourself so those thoughts didn't slip out of your now drunken lips. “Ah…it's okay, no worries…I completely understand you” Ellie said, tripping over her words but nonetheless assuring , her long fingers tracing her bracelet.

“I never saw you bracelet up close like that, it's pretty” you said trying to break the tension, “Wanna try it?” Ellie said with a smirk, trying to get you closer to her, alcohol really did wake up her suppressed thoughts about you. Before you could answer she was already holding your hand, her fingers wrapped around your whole wrist, putting the bracelet on. “There, you like it? you can have it for now, just don't steal it from me” she laughed a bit staring at you, teasing you for the fourth time in a row that night.

This was too confusing for you, melting your brain into a mush. Was she really giving you signals to act upon or were you so desperate for yourself to be on top of her, straddling her exposed waist with her fingers inside you. You shook at just the thought of that, convincing yourself you must be having delusions from being under influence.

Her mesmerising dark eyes now glossy, her messy bun with the front pieces sticking on her forehead contrasting her blueish pale toned skin with freckles, and the drunk blush in her cheeks and lips was not helping you forget about your thoughts.

“Thanks, you softie…” you decided to tease her back, turn the tension on her, not letting your guard down, she can't make you feel like that, surely not Ellie. “Who are you calling a softie” she said punching you jokingly in your shoulder “Look at you being all wobbly and heavy eyed from a few beers and shots” she scoffs, waving her palm side to side in front of your face, “C’mon, didn't you say that you were so sure I will pass out first and get punished…It might just be you now…getting punished”.

You laugh and punch her back, but notice that her expression warped into something you thought even looking at was sinful, while she's now inching closer to your face, carefully keeping eye contact the whole time while glancing at your lips. “You're such a pretty girl, you know that?” Ellie says in a low voice, now fixated on your lips that are slightly parted from the sweet, sweet butterflies those words made you have in your chest.

“I-I…yeah, I mean, n-no I-” you stutter, how could you not; looking into those deep green eyes, you felt like you were going to explode on the spot, alcohol not helping the sudden gust of feelings having you tingle. “Shh, you don't need to answer…I think you already know that…” Ellie finishes that sentence by grabbing your neck from behind and pulling your face an inch away from hers, you feel her warm lips starting to touch yours, the bittersweet taste of whiskey still on her tongue.

Should we even be doing this? you thought to yourself, it's risky but that only made you weaker.

Ellie starts exploring your body, making sure you can feel each squeeze of her hands in sync with her biting your lips, making your hips grind into hers, you feel it knot inside your chest, you could cum on the spot just from her mouth sucking on your tongue. “Fuck, I’d never imagine you being so damn needy, sweetheart” she exhales as she grabs your hipbones, making your hips press into her waist even more, Ellie was starting to look so sloppy drunk and fuckable it almost made you drool.

You aren't sure if it's the alcohol or just her handling you with such dominating hands but everything is spinning in a haze, catching glimpses of Ellie’s face and eyes rolling back, immediately going in for more after parting lips, she was all hot and bothered, it made you so wet it almost oozed through your jeans.

She started kissing you, tiny pecks traveling from your ear lobes down the side of your neck, increasing in pressure while sucking on your skin, sending jolts down your spine, “What's wrong sweetheart …” Ellie whispered, “Just tell me and I'll take care of it” she said with a straight face, too focused in her drunken needy haze, she wanted you right then and there, slowly ripping apart every layer you thought you had protecting yourself, there you were: vulnerable and needy, practically begging her with your hips grinding into her waist, your clits feeling the pressure making you both behave like animals, grabbing on each other.

Your hands were trembling, shaking from it all, feeling her leave a trace of cold saliva on your neck after each kiss, slightly blowing on it to make you shiver, “Fuck, Ellie, you don't play about foreplay” you say as you start to take her bun out so you could grab onto her hair, “Every princess deserves to be treated well” she says as her hands travel up your back, tracing your spine to meet your bra line, undoing it in two motions, her hands travel back to your waist while pressing her thumbs into the soft spots on your inner hipbones hitting the nerves that branch up from you pussy.

“Holding up?” Ellie asks as she starts to take control of your hips, rocking them and pushing them against herself harder, you let out a soft moan in her ear, tugging on her hair, making her head tilt back while biting her lip, “Y-Yes Ellie…It's just…” you can't finish the sentence without letting out a moan after starting to feel her letting her fingers explore your zipper, “What is it angel, tell me”, she asks taking her face back from yours staring at you with her heavy half closed eyes.

You take a few seconds to gather your words, “I haven't done it yet…with a girl, you know” you stumble over your words filling your head with shame, “Can I show you what you’ve been missing sweetheart?” Ellie asks with an assuring but devilish smile, you couldn't decide if you should hug her or fuck her in that moment. “I think we both know the answer to that Ellie” you say as you take off your shirt, bra barely hanging on, letting her work for it.

“Take another shot, baby girl” she said as she squeezed your ass pulling it to each side, making you feel a slight burn on your sensitive part in between, she really was testing your limits with alcohol but you had no problem with it, you wanted her to make you hers, make you her little drunk, sloppy fuck toy.

She took the whiskey bottle in her hands and brought it up to your lips, “Open wide” she instructed, using her two fingers to part your lips, inserting them into your mouth and her letting out a sigh that sounded like a moan, she was practically a caged animal at that point, waiting to be released. You took it like an obedient slave you were to her, while she made sure to let a few drops slide past your lips onto your collarbones so she can lick them up after.

“Let me taste it” she said as she licked and sucked those two fingers, making you watch her do it while she took off your barely on bra and used the wet fingers to make soft, small circles on your already perked up nipples.

With you being busy, grinding on her mound, she took an opportunity to finally unzip your jeans and slide a hand in there, stopping at the wet fabric of your panties, slightly grazing it up and down, “Fuck, you're so wet” she couldn't contain but sloppily kiss under your collarbones, licking up the whiskey she spilt earlier, making her tongue burn and causing her a pulse between her legs, the masochist she was.

“Be a good girl and stand up for me”, you stood up and instantly took off your jeans, she didn't need to tell you twice , “I see you know your place, perfect”, you felt owned and leashed in that moment, you stumbled back onto her lap admiring the view for a split second; Ellie, now almost laying on the couch, sitting wide, tank top above her bellybutton; showing her lean stomach with abs and her boxers half exposed, needy and begging with her eyes to use her intoxicated fuck toy.

Ellie eagerly slipped her hand back into position on your drenched panties, rubbing on your swollen clit through them, teasing your entrance, other hand pulling your head back by your hair, licking and kissing your neck.

“Please” you let out a soft moan, “I need to feel you, please”, she didn't need to be told twice neither, with her index finger she moved the soaked fabric to the side, inserting her middle finger between your folds and inside your warmth. In that moment you saw stars, thrusting on her finger, hitting your sweet spot “Oh, fuuck…ahh” you couldn't contain your words, Ellie smiled, using her tattooed arm to choke you, biting her lip, indulging in your face and the moment like a pervert, taking your virginity and owning it.

“Need more fingers princess?…Two would be perfect, after all I need to prepare you for my little friend in the backpack”, she said, still indulging in your moaning and your face, how vulnerable you looked.

“Please, please yes, mmh…I beg you Ellie”, you pleaded, your brain turning to mush, after all you've been begging her for the past ten minutes, you couldn't think straight. She took a second to lick you off of her fingers, “Mm, you taste so sweet”, then inserting two fingers inside you, digging deeper, exploring your wet throbbing pussy clasping onto them, while you grinded into them with her pushing her hips up from below.

“Are you ready sweetheart, I can make you feel even better now” she said as she started pulling out her strap out of her backpack that beside her , barely containing to not slip hands into her pants too, to ease her throbbing wetness. She attached it to her harness she was wearing under her boxers.

This little bastard, she was planning this all along, you thought to yourself, but it didn't matter now, you could barely think straight.

She spread your slick all over the tip of her cock, slowly teasing your entrance between your folds. “Can you take this for me, baby?” you moaned just at that question and couldn't go any longer without being touched, she saw that, stretching her lips into a satisfied smile and rolling her eyes as she was about to watch your face take her whole length for the first time.

Ellie lifted you up with one hand grabbing your behind, the other slowly adjusting and moving her cock past your folds, “There you go, baby…take it slowly”, with every inch you were closer to letting your warmth all over her slutty waist and pants, “Take my cock, baby…yeahh…ahh, there it is, fuck, you're so good for me sweetheart mmh”, she was almost rambling at this point, slowly starting to thrust, watching your face; eyebrows furrowing, eyes closed, mouth open in bliss, almost salivating and dripping it over her chest…fuck, you could take this anytime, you thought to yourself.

She thrusted into your wet, sloppy pussy with eagerness, holding and kneading one breast and sucking on the other, stifling her moans with your hard nipple in her mouth. With each thrust you bit into her neck, pulling on her hair, rolling your hips against her, feeling it hit your spot.

You two make out in a drunken haze, grinding, riding and moaning, making a mess on her boxers from your juices flowing but Ellie couldn't care less, she only helped you by pounding you onto her cock, “You feel safer with me now, pretty girl?” she teased, already knowing the answer, “I thought you kinda hated me” she said as she lifted you off of her, positioning you on your back on the couch, taking off her tank top and getting on top of you, “I must've misjudged” she said smirking, towering over you, taking a slow lick from the tip of your chin to your upper lip, checking for your reaction she went lower, giving pecks on your cheek, then neck, down your collarbones, stopping on both of your perked up buds, and finally reaching the waistband of your panties.

“Ellie…take them off, I’m begging you” she didn't waste a second, putting her veiny hands and fingers over the waistband, pulling them off of you and throwing them on the table. She put a supple kiss on each inner thigh, inching closer to your wet slit, “Mm, you smell so sweet baby girl”, she started slow and sloppy french kissing your swollen lips, her tongue finding its way to your clit and your juicy hole, making you grind on her tongue, moaning her name, gripping on her hair and the couch, almost ripping the fabric.

Ellie couldn't take it anymore, she shot up and propped herself against you, smacking the tip of her cock on your clit “There…take it for me now, princess” she slipped it inside you, lowering herself onto you, still holding herself above you with her muscular arm, her tattooed arm wrapped around your neck, she started pounding into you, perverted sounds of wetness and skin slapping together echoing around the room, you know she could feel it hitting her clit too but that only made the feeling in your chest tighter, securing the knot that will soon burst.

You were watching her, moaning and enjoying the view; her sweaty hair falling over her dark green eyes, brows close together and furrowed, cheeks hot and red, she was shaking, Ellie was ready.

“Mmh- fuck, I’m so close angel” she said with the final few thrusts and those words you started bursting at the seams, looking at her she was now rutting into you on top, feeling her body weight and her arms grabbing onto your shoulders as she started moaning louder and louder, you couldn't take it anymore, “Ohh-mmmh fuck, Ellie, you're going to make me-” those were the last words you said and squirted your juices over her strap and her waist, Ellie came at the same time, she was just waiting for the right moment she could let go of the pressure building up, she didn't want to be selfish and cum before you, she was a gentlewoman; pretty girls first.

“Damn, baby” she exhaled, still catching her breath, “Never knew you could take it so well” she kissed you on your lips, picking herself off of you, “What a mess you did”, she was already zipping her pants up, what a bittersweet scene you thought, I could go on for longer.

“Don't mention this again…ever” you look around the room in embarrassment, how could this happen, and Ellie? out of all people, the annoying little arrogant bastard, you thought, but fuck she knew her ways.

Ellie just laughed and scoffed, looking prideful as ever, feeling accomplished. She knew you had an annoyance towards her, but she liked that, her ego growing bigger by the second, “Just be sure to sign the paper for todays patrol” she had a proud smirk to her saying that, as she started to slick her hair back into a bun, wiping her mouth, “Oh and uh… you can keep that bracelet for now” she knew where she was going with this.

You felt weak and completely used, but in a good way, you felt like you belonged to her now, after all she sucked and pounded you dry. “But we haven't done anything from the patrol list” you looked at her, expecting a response that would ease your worry, “That would be lying Ellie, wouldn't it”.

She was squatting in front of her backpack now, she looked at you from under her dark eyebrows, meeting your eyes and holding a few second stare, “Are you gonna tell them the truth then?” she said as she was observing your shocked face, relishing in it.

“Give me the paper…” you quickly said, grabbing an old pen on the table.

“That's what I thought”

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