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Water Pressure

Cw: abby x f!reader brief mention of weed and alcohol(reader is a bit tipsy), semi public sex(in a hot tub), established relationship, reader has nipple piercings, thigh riding(a! receiving), biting(a! receiving), fingering, nipple play, nipple worship(r! receiving), abby gets off to getting caught, risky sex, a sprinkle of Dina, Ellie, and Jesse mentioned(they are at a party), pet names(the usual), black coded reader if you squint, not proofread💔

Mdni

Laughter echoed through out the room as the night stretched on, the smell of mixed perfumes and weed flooded your senses. Dina and Jesse had smoked a joint a few minutes ago and they were all over each other. It was cute, sweet even, seeing everyone get along. Ellie playfully gagged at them, Dina then stuck her tongue out before dragging Jesse off to some room. You just giggled at the banter, not really listening to whatever abby was saying next to you.

“Hello?? Are you even listening to me?” She asked, you quickly snapped out of whatever haze you were in, your attention now completely on her. “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” She just smiled softly, tucking away a braid from your face. “Nothing im just..thinking I guess?” “About what?” She quipped teasingly, the smile of her face growing as she noticed your words getting caught in your throat. “It’s nothing dirty if that’s what you’re thinking.” You giggled as you walked to the kitchen to pour you another drink, this was your 7th cup and to be honest you don’t even remember drinking that much.

“Like I was saying, can we go to the hot tub now? I’ve been waiting on you.” Abby asked, her arms folded over her stomach as she waited for you to finish mixing your drink. “Weren’t we supposed to wait for Dina and Jesse?” You replied as you closed the bottle to the blueberry syrup. “Yeah but they are obviously too occupied at the moment.” She said as she rolled her eyes. You thought her little attitude was cute, her brows furrowed as she looked at you.

“Alright, but I’m taking this with me.” You said swirling the alcohol in the red solo cup. “Yes, whatever you want, can we go now?” She said in a rushed tone and you just giggled as you took her hand, opening Dina sliding glass door to the back yard.

“This is what you’re so excited about?” You referred to the hot tub that seemed to still be covered. “We’re supposed to turn it on, be nice.” The last part came out more stern than Abby expected but nonetheless it still shut you up. “We aren’t even supposed to be out here!” You scream-whispered as Abby turned on the hot tub, taking of the cover and setting the lights to purple.

“You’ll be fine.” She said as she removed her lose graphic shirt, the same one you gifted her for Christmas; revealing her black sports bra. She slipped off her pants, wearing a matching pair of swim trunks. You were basically drooling at the sight of her, the way her biceps flexed as she took off her shirt, it was all too much.

“Are you gonna take off your clothes or am I gonna have to do it for you?” Abby asked as she looked at your dazed expression, mind completely wondering places it shouldn’t. Her words snapped you out of your thoughts, causing you to shimmy out of your jeans to reveal the pink and white frilly swim skirt that barely covered your ass.

You pulled your shirt over your head, a matching bikini top underneath. “Did you wear that for me or Dina to see?” Abby joked, you just rolled your eyes at her antics before getting into the hot tub. “Would you be jealous if I did for Dina?” You smirked teasingly, the question hanging in the air. You settled yourself in front of her, taking the spot behind you to sit. “Hell yeah, you look good as fuck in it.” She said, her voice dropping at the last part of her sentence. “Now, are you going to answer the question or are we going to keep playing games?” You smiled at her before moving closer to her in the water, situating yourself on her lap. Your fingers creeped up Abby’s shoulder, feeling the pulse underneath her skin. “Do you wanna find out?

The kiss after that is hungry, all teeth and saliva. She swallowed your moans as they fell from your lips, your scalp began to burn due to her grip on your hair. “Please,” you gasped inbetween kisses, the heat in your core burned as you rode Abby’s lap. Her lips began to trail down your neck, kissing and nipping at the sweet flesh. “Please what?” She spoke into your skin, relishing at the noises that were leaving your lips.

“Need you,” you moaned out as her hand found purchase on your breast, squeezing your nipple through your bikini top. Her mouth peppers kisses back to your mouth, effectively shutting you up. “You gotta be quiet pretty girl, do you want Dina to know what we’re doing in her hot tub?” She coos and chuckles as you shook your head. Her lips crashed into yours once more, her hands finding the back of bikini and untying it. Abby’s eyes soaked in the sight infront of her, your pretty nipples on display, she chuckled at the jewelry that decorated them. “When were you gonna tell me?” She asked before her tongue swirled around one of them, causing your back to arch into her touch.

“Mm-fuck I meant to when I first got them but I-“ your words are cut off by her taking your nipple in her mouth, teeth gently playing with the jewelry. The sensitivity of them causing your grip on her shoulders to tighten. “Fuck you’re so pretty like this.” She groans into your nipple, her free hand pinching your left one. “Abs please..” you whined as you rode her thigh faster, feeling the heat build up in your stomach. “Doll are you close?” She asked as she turned her attention to your other nipple, repeating the same process.

You nodded as you felt the stickiness in your bikini, the fabric rubbing against you deliciously. Your head dizzied as Abby used her free hand to grip your waist, helping you grind in her. “Fuck abs I’m gonna cum-“ you gasped, rolling your hips faster as you felt yourself tip over the edge. “Oh yeah? Cum for me baby.” Your head dipped into Abby’s shoulder, biting down on it as you came as an attempt to muffle your noises.

You slumped against her as the aftershocks of your orgasm subsided, alcohol still buzzing in your veins making your head dizzy. You snap back to reality when you feel Abby’s hand trace over your clothed clit. “Abby..” you groaned “we’re gonna get caught-“ you gasped as her fingers dipped into your bathing suit bottom. “No one’s came looking for us yet, let me make you feel good. Please?” The needy look in her blue eyes were enough to make you cum on the spot, you gave her a slight nod before she pulled your bikini to the side. Her fingers ghosted over your clit, gently rubbing it. Your hips toward, needing more friction. You whined into her neck, becoming more needy from her teasing touches.

“I know baby, let me take care of you.” She cooed as she placed you on the ledge of the hot tub to get a better view of your pussy. She nudged your thighs further apart, drinking in the sight of you. “Fuck, you’re so fucking pretty.” She said as one of her fingers sunk into your entrance, her think finger stretching you out. “Fuckkk right there-“ you gasped out as she slipped in another finger, abusing your sweet spot. You looked towards the sliding glass door, eyes scanning to see if anyone was searching for you guys. Abby’s free hand tapped your thigh, drawing your attention back the her fingers deep in your cunt. “Look at me or I’ll stop.” She said sternly, slapping your cunt gently. Your hips jutted, another moan slipping from your lips.

Her pace quickened, causing your legs to snap shut, your poor gummy walls were not used to all this special attention. “Don’t run from it, taking me so well aren’t you?” She whispered, her strong arm prying your legs open. “Abs it’s too much!” You whined as you felt her fingers kiss your g-spot over and over, looking down at her lustful blue eyes. “Awe but you can take it right?” She said under false pity, her eyes dropped to her fingers plunging into your clit.

“Fuck you’re sucking me in, you close pretty girl?” You opened your mouth to speak but was cut off by a moan, your orgasm crashing into you unexpectedly. You watched your cunt paint Abby’s arm with your juices, panting as she removed her fingers from you to put them in her mouth. “Fuck Abby,” you said breathlessly, attempting to ground yourself. “Come here.” She said as she settled back into the water, beckoning you to sit in her lap again. You do as your told, fixing your top before situating yourself in the water again. Your rested your head on her chest, your braids falling over your face as you relaxed.

“Maybe we should fuck in your best friend’s hot tub more often.” Abby joked. “Shut up!” You chuckled as you playfully punched her.

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Eat the batter

In which you just opened a cute little bakery on the same street as Sevika’s Apartment building. She originally went there to check out what you sold, but when she saw you in your pink cute apron wrapped around your perfect body, she knew she’d be a regular.

Cw: Sevika & hyperfemme blk coded reader, ditzy/oblivious!reader, yearner!sevika, slowburn, eventual smut, Strangers to lovers, chubby!reader, cursing (obv), slight modern!au, barely proofread

THE PROLOGUE

May, 16th 7:30 am

You had just got the keys to your bakery yesterday, well it wasn’t one yet. You still had to put your pink sign up along with your shop hours, decorate the inside and outside, and get a menu.

Luckily for you, the last tenant left a shit ton of baking utilities behind so that saved you a bunch. You were happy with the place, wasn’t too big or small and in a perfectly populated area.

Your bakery was right on the corner of the street, the parking being in a little area between it and another store that you couldn’t remember the name of. You wanted to make a cute sign that said “sugar spell parking here!” But you’ll work on that when you had the time. Right now you had to finish grocery shopping for the bakery and pick up some paint from the store.

So far your day has been smooth, no harsh traffic and your outfit coordinated perfectly with the weather. You rung up all your items at the self-checkout, your cart looked like you were shopping for some sort of holiday. You squealed as your card went through, silently thanking your parents for giving you a bit of money to start you off for rent, the bakery, and some supplies.

Your parents always supported your dreams, even when they couldn’t afford it. So you made it your goal to make something out of yourself, for them. They paid for your culinary arts, helped with the down payment on the bakery and even helped you find a cute little house by the shop. You made sure to check in with them at least once a week, updating them on your progress and letting them know their money was going to the right place.

You pushed your cart out to your car, you popped the trunk then proceeded to place the groceries inside of it, closing it shortly after. You pushed the cart inbetween a parking spot then jumped in your car.

Next stop: hardware store. Someone had told you that this store had really good exterior and interior paint so that’s why you were here. You haven’t made any friends yet so you’re honestly going off of luck that this person is stirring you in the right direction.

You walk into the store, the smell of wood stain and fresh paint flooded your nostrils. You grabbed a small cart before going to the paint section. “Looking of anything specific?” A low voice said behind you, your head whipped around to see a staff member, a bit taller than you and had curly hair. She was wearing a band shirt with the neck hole cut out paired with baggy jeans, clipped to the jeans was a heart shaped carabiner with what you assumed was her house keys.

You smiled at her as you immediately picked up what she called you for. “Do you have any pink paint? Like baby doll pink?” You asked as you tilted your head to the side, watching her eyes drift from yours to your double Venus necklace. “Yeah follow me, nice necklace by the way.” She smirked as she showed you where the paint was.

You parked your car in the employee parking of your bakery. You grabbed all the stuff you brought as you opened the car door, then shutting it behind you. You brung all your things inside and got to work, painting the walls of your bakery a soft pink, then following it with green vines that sprouted out flowers.

You wrote your menu in the 2 blackboards above the counter and display, using pink and white chalk for the items and their prices. You used other colors to draw little doodles and flowers, making the design almost childlike. You smiled to yourself as you watched the bakery come together, the 1950 styled seating all the way to the porcelain teacups and plates pulled everything together. You called your parents to check in on them, telling them about how opening day was tomorrow and how much you got done, you could hear your mom squeal over the phone.

You giggled, excusing yourself to hang up as you needed to put up the groceries. Your parents quickly complimented your work before briefly hanging up. You smiled to yourself as you took the rest of the groceries to the kitchen, putting everything in their respective spots. You wiped down the counters and mopped the floor then closed up the kitchen.

You took the same pink paint from inside the bakery and brought it outside, along with a ladder so you could paint the exterior. You started from the roof and worked your way down, changing the songs in your playlist every so often. You let the paint dry before adding finishing touches, like the flowers that worm their way inside the bakery. You set up your shop light before calling it a day, going back inside to put your things away then locking up.

You got in your car and drove home, a nice little house with 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms and a basement. It actually wasn’t that far of a drive from the bakery, you could walk there if you wanted to since it was only 15 minutes away by feet. You let out a big sigh as you opened your house door, tossing the keys on a table you had by the door. You walked to your room, throwing your body on the bed tiredly. Today was a long day but you were glad you got a lot done, especially since your grand opening is tomorrow.

You called your friend Emma from back home to tell her about your day, propping the phone up as you got undressed. “So tell me more about Home Depot girl~” she teased as you changed out of your skirt and into some leggings. “There’s nothing about her really, she was just nice and I’m pretty sure she was hitting on me.” You said smiling, digging for a shirt in your closet. “Didn’t she compliment your necklace? She was totally hitting on you.” You just rolled your eyes at her antics, finally picking up your phone and laying down on your bed.

“Whatever em, I’m not that interested anyways. I mean i have a whole bakery to manage now.” You said stern but gently and Emma just giggled. “C’mon, you know that would be a piece of cake for you. Get it?” She joked and you just chuckled as you rolled your eyes once more. “That’s enough, I’m hanging up.” You smiled. “Call me when you get ready to open tomorrow! I wanna feel like I’m there!” She said excitedly as she remembered your grand opening. “I will, love ya” “love ya more!” That’s the last you heard of her before you hung up, sighing as you put your phone on the charger. Tomorrow was gonna be a long day..

[l4mbh3art]

And I eat it up every time

mean, sarcastic lesbians for the win!!!

[l4mbh3art]

Mean!abby who loves mocking you and the faces you make while she’s fucking you on her thick fingers.

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“M-more!” You whined out as Abby’s fingers dug into your plush walls, hitting that spot that made you see stars. She chuckles as she places a hand on your pelvis, pressing down to keep you still.

“I thought you wanted to stop?” She mocked as she replicated the doe eyed look on your face. She leaned down, breath tickling your ear as she spoke.

“Maybe you should let your pussy do the talking, your mouth just gets you in trouble.” She purred as she pulled another orgasm out of you, your walls twitching and clenching around her fingers.

“There she goes, you’re so pretty when you shut up.”

I need her so bad it’s unreal Mean dom Abby come save me.

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Why’d you only call me when you’re high?

In which you get a phone call from Ellie in the middle of the night asking about your new girlfriend. You both are bad for each other, yet you always find a way to let her back in.

Cw: cheating(reader is in an established relationship), Ellie and reader can’t stay away from each other, phone sex, e! & r! are switches, fingering(r! receiving), intoxicated sex(Ellie is high), manipulation, kinda angsty towards the end, ex!Ellie x reader, oral(r! receiving), masterbaiting(both e! & r!), overstimulation, dacryphilia, praise, hair pulling, choking, black coded reader if you squint, Ellie is lowk toxic, pet names (baby, sweetie, etc.)

Mdni!

A/n: it’s been a minute since I put something out because writers block is a bitch but I’m back and this is a longgg one so sit tight

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Part of her wished she never even smoked the damn joint, but all of that leaves her mind when she picks up the phone to call you. She couldn’t care less if it was 3:34 in the morning, or the fact that you had a girlfriend that you were probably sleeping next to right now. All she cared about was the insatiable appetite for something she couldnt have. After the third ring she was about to hang up, but you picked up at the last minute.

“What do you want, Ellie?” She couldn’t tell if you were aggravated or if you were tired, either way she got to hear your voice. “Are you with her right now?” Ellie’s voice was raspy and laced with something you couldn’t quite figure out, maybe it was jealousy. You tried to stop answering her calls a long time ago, but how could you when she would always tell you how no one would ever love you like she did?

This was stupid. You don’t even know why you picked up. “What are you talking about?” You sneered, the sleep evident in the way you spoke. “I mean, is she with you right now?” She doesn’t sound like herself, she sounds… “Are you high right now?” You asked, knowing her from when you guys were dating, every time she was high her words were more dragged out and raspy and she was far more bold than she usually was. That’s one thing you could never forget. “Would you hang up if I was?” “No.” You didn’t even let the thought simmer in her head before you replied. This was the worst thing that could possibly happen to you. You had no business talking to Ellie, let alone at 3:40 in the morning.

“No, she’s not here. She’s at work actually.” She just hummed in response, the sound graced your ears and you almost forgot why you guys broke up in the first place. “We shouldn’t be doing this” You broke the silence. The guilt of the situation finally weighted on you. “Do what?” “This, you can’t keep calling me like this.” You spat back, your tone rose higher then you intended but you got your point across. “Does she fuck you like I do?” She shut you up, her words cutting you off completely. “Ellie..” “Answer me.” Her question hung in the air, you could practically hear the smirk on her face when she said it.

“You know I can’t answer that—” you mumbled, all of your previous confidence went out the window. “But you can, unless she doesn’t? She doesn’t make you come like I can, huh?” She cooed oh so sweetly, the same way she would when she would fuck you through your orgasm. “No,” you confessed, her words buzzed through your body and before you knew it your fingers were toying with the waistband of your panties. “Ellie..” you whined, your breathing getting heavier the more she spoke. “Yes baby?” Either her voice was getting incredibly hotter or you were just horny but the way the pet name rolled off her tongue made your head dizzy.

“M’ need you.” Your voice rasped, you hand was now fully in your panties and rubbing gentle circles on your clit. “I thought you said we shouldn’t be doing this?” She teased in a mocking tone, her sentence obviously being condescending. She left out as dark as chuckle before her own hands slipped down to her boxers. She was fucked. You had a girlfriend, she was high, this whole entire situation was fucked. Yet here she was, playing with her pussy while you talked about how much you need her. “Poor thing, are you touching yourself right now?” She asked softly as her breath picked up, all you could do was whimper as you felt yourself grow increasingly wetter by the second. “No, use your words.” She corrected, you heard her shuffling in the background through your speakers. “Yes, need you so bad els” You whined pathetically, rubbing faster circles on your pussy.

“Let me hear.” She said in between heavy breaths, picking up her pace as well. “What?” “Let me hear how much you need me.” You quickly grabbed your phone with your unoccupied hand, bringing the speaker near your clit to pick up on the dirty squelching it was making. “Fuck baby, you like getting off to my voice behind your girlfriend’s back?” You shook your head as if she could she you, your noises becoming more louder as you slipped a finger in your entrance. You said no but the noises from your pussy told a whole different story though.

“Mmm no you do, I can tell. I told you no one could ever fuck you like I can.” And that’s all it took, you back arched off your bed as her words pushed you over the edge. Her name slipped from your lips as you dirtied the sheets beneath you. You added another finger as you fucked yourself through your orgasm, you whimpers becoming more high pitched than before. “I bet you look so fucking pretty right now, do you want me to come and fuck you right?” She slurred as she removed her hand from her pants, completely focused on how your voice sounded over the phone. She swore she could see how fucked up you were, pupils blown and your lips slightly parted, fuck she needed to see you so bad.

“Please do.” Is all you mumbled before she hung up the phone and got in her car.

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By the time you heard a knock on your door, you had already changed your sheets, fixed your hair a bit, and slipped into some lingerie. The same lingerie that your girlfriend had bought for you. God, it made you sick. Yet you couldn’t help yourself. You practically leaped off the couch when you heard a knock on your door. You smelt her before you even opened the door, weed mixed with her cologne plaguing nose.

“Hey, baby” she cooed, she looked so fucking out of it. Her eyes were fixed on you and her hair was somewhat messy, she was looking at you like you were a meal. “Hi els,” you smiled. Oh fuck. You smiled. you knew there was no way out of this now. You stepped aside to let her inside, close the door behind you. You felt a pair of hands on your waist as you locked it. “You know, I haven’t stopped thinking about you.” She whispered softly, turning you around to face her properly. “I haven’t either, that’s the problem..” You mumbled.

She grabbed your face gently, her other hand moving a stray curl from your face. “Then why don’t we just get back together?” She dragged on, her lips practically hovering yours, just barely kissing you. “Els, you know it won’t work, it never does—“ She pressed her lips on yours, effectively cutting you off. Her hands slipped down to your waist, her fingernails digging into your skin as you whimpered in her mouth. “No matter who you fuck, who you date, you will always come back to me. And you know that.” She said harshly, but so sweetly. It was like poison laced with honey and it made you sick. But at the end of the day she’s right. No one will ever treat you like she did, fuck you like she did, or even look at you like she did. “No matter how many dumb girls you fuck you’ll always think of me.” She purred as she nipped at your lower lip, inciting a moan from you.

“Oh? You like that don’t you? Thinking of me while your girlfriend fucks you?” She just chuckled as you shook your head no. She just smiled as she backed you up against the wall and slipped her hand to your neck, squeezing gently. “Liar.” She grinned as she added more pressure, her pupils dilating more as she watched you struggle to breathe. “Tell me the truth and I might let you come.” Your eyes were glossed over, it’s like you were intoxicated by her. The was she’s touching you, speaking to you, it threw you in a frenzy. “I do.” You mumbled, looking up at her with big brown eyes. She swore she could come just by you looking at her. “Speak up.” She taunted as her thigh nudged your legs apart, pressing directly on your core. You let out a small ‘fuck’ under your breath as she did so.

“I do,” You spoke a little louder this time, making her capture your lips in another kiss. Her fingers slipped under the waistband of your panties tugging them down you. You shivered as your heat came in contact with the cold air of your apartment. “Look at you, you’re fucking soaked for me” Ellie said as she became eye-level with your clit. You were unsure if she was talking to you or your pussy but either way you didn’t care, you just needed her to touch you.

“Els pleaseee,” You whined, your fingers itching to tangle in her hair. She took her finger and ran it down your clit, collecting slick and putting it in her mouth, looking up as you as she sucked her fingers clean. Fuck she was killing you. She got up from her knees and took you hand, pulling you towards your bedroom. She sat you down on the bed then sat down next to you, all you could is stare at her. The way her freckles decorated her face and her green eyes contrasting all her features, it drove you insane. She looked at you with equal need, your curls framing your face perfectly and your doe eyes looking at her so sweet and willing. You guys were made for eachother, yet you both kept up this game of cat and mouse.

“I miss you,” You muttered, your face mere inches from hers. “Im right here.” “That’s not what I meant” You chuckled softly, the sound made Ellie’s heart swell. “I know, why are we doing this? Why play this game when we both know we’ll crawl back to each?” She spoke softly, it sounded like she was asking her self more than asking you. You sat your bare pussy on her clothed lap, wrapping your arms around her neck and leaning in. “Because we both know we’re bad for each other.” You said as you pulled her shirt over her head, revealing she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Some one was in a rush.” You giggled and she pouted, hands finding your waist and pushing you down against her lap.

The friction causing you to moan. Your mouth latches on to her nipple as you rode her thigh, moans spilling from both your mouths. Her hands pull your hair, prying you away from her tit. “Lay down for me pretty.” And you did as she said, crawling off her and laying back on the bed. She slotted herself between your thighs, pressing open mouthed kisses to your inner thighs. You started to squirm as she got closer to your heat, whines and whimpers of her name falling from you lips like prayers. “Patience.” She bit back, finally licking a stripe down your cunt.

“Mmm-oh fuckkk..” You moaned as she took your bud in her mouth and sucked harshly, causing you to grab a fist full of her hair. “Still sensitive as I remember. Are you like this for anyone else?” You quickly shook your head no and she just chuckled, she knew that no one else could make you feel this way. Her tongue began flicking at your clit, one of her fingers dipping into your entrance as she did so. The sensations were driving you crazy.

Your back arched off the bed as she began pumping her finger, almost every thrust abused your g-spot. She added another finger and you swore you were a goner. “Ellie I can’t—“ “Can’t what? You were talking so much about how you needed me earlier.” Her words mocked you as she picked up her pace, moving faster than you could blink. “Mmphh Ellie don’t—“ You let out a sharp cry as your orgasm ripped through you, harshly tugging on Ellie’s hair. Her fingers fucked you through it, slowing down but never stopping. Once it was over she was still going, fingers repeatedly hitting your g-spot but not enough pressure to make you come. It bordered on painful.

“S’ too much els..” You whined as you squirmed away from her, everything around you becoming too much. “You can give me another, pretty girl. Don’t you want to be good for me?” She cooed and you immediately nodded. She was torturing you, her tongue circling your clit and her fingers started moving faster once more. She didn’t even notice you clawing at her scalp and crying her name, she was basically pussy drunk. She was an absolute mess between your legs, moanimg into your clit as if she was the one being ate out. It drove you crazy. It didn’t take long before you came for the third time, tears flowing from your eyes as broken moans fell from your lips. Begging Ellie to stop and keep going at the same time.

Her eyes fluttered to look up at you, brown eyes reddened by tears and your chest heaving as she sucked the soul out of you. You bit your lip as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, her fingers hitting that delicious spot to make you see stars. Your thighs clamped around her head, the sensation was so much it hurt. “I can’t,” you pleaded, your voice cracked as you struggled to speak.

“Just one more baby, you’re doing so fucking good for me. See how she’s sucking me in?” She wasn’t even looking at you anymore. She cooed at your cunt as if it was speaking back to her. But the squelch of your pussy filled the room, and the filthy sound honestly made it seem like it was. “So fucking pretty like this, crying for me to make you feel good. Bet she doesn’t make you cum this hard, huh?” She spoke softly, as she allowed you to come for the last time, your essence coated her fingers as she slowly pulled out of your cunt. You shook your head no because of course you did, not missing a beat when the question was asked.

She crawled up the bed and hovered over you, sticking her pussy-slicked fingers in your mouth to clean off. And you did as she asked, even shoving her fingers further down your mouth to cause you to gag. She slipped her fingers out of your mouth and wiped them on her jeans which she shimmied out of after laying down beside you. You looked over at her with a fucked out expression, her red emerald eyes captivated you just like they used to when you both were together.

your heart felt heavy, old emotions that you thought were long buried away soon bubbled to the surface. This was wrong, at least that’s what you kept telling yourself. But it felt so right. Being with her, laying next to her, holding her as you smelled her perfume. It hurt how much you missed her. And before you could control yourself, the words just came out of your mouth.

“I meant what I said, I miss us, and I know you’re high and might not remember any of this in the morning but I want us to work. No, need us to work. And I don’t want to keep jumping into relationships while trying to forget you.”

But your heartfelt confession fell upon deaf ears as you peered over to see Ellie fast asleep, stray hairs decorated her face as her chest rose and fell. You let out a small sigh as you smiled. You got up to turn off all your lights then settled yourself back in bed with her. She shifted to lay on your chest, the steadiness of your heartbeat lulling her back to sleep. You gave her a chaste kiss on her head, still smelling the shampoo she always used. You were ready to fall asleep until..

Fuck, your girlfriend.

[l4mbh3art]

Berry-stained lips

Farmhand!Ellie x reader

Cw: sex(duh), established relationship, subtop!Ellie, making out, praise (both r and e receiving), spit play, dacryphilia if you squint, fingering (r! receiving), pet names(baby, honey, etc) semi-public sex (in a garden), Ellie begs for it, cum eating, lowkey straight filth

wc: 722

Minors/ageless blogs dni! (I mean it.)

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It was an early afternoon, the sun beating on your back as you harvested the strawberries from your garden. Your tender hands carefully picked at the fruit, making sure not to accidentally puncture it with your nails. Sweat beads began forming at the peak of your hairline as the sun kissed your skin. You wiped your arm across your face to get rid of the sweat before rubbing it on your pink sundress. You picked another strawberry from the bush, brushing it off before taking a bite, the juice from it staining your pouty lips.

“Hey, I missed you.” Ellie chirped as she walked through the gardens entrance, her cheeks were dirtied from pulling out weeds in the fields in front of the farm.

She went ahead and plopped down next to you, tearing a strawberry from a bush rather carelessly. “You do know these are for the jam im making right?” You smirked at her before snatching the berry from her and placing it in the basket beside you. “You hate me, one strawberry won’t hurt the jam.” she teased before wiping some strawberry juice from your lips, her eyes lingering longer on than needed. Your eyes scan her face, watching her as her eyes flicker from your lips to the small amount of cleavage that was peeking from your sundress.

“My eyes are up here.” You grinned as she flinched, your words obviously snapping her out of her thoughts.

“You know what I mean, please?” She pouted, her hand still cupping the back of you neck, forcing you to look at her. You smiled at her sickly before your hand cupped her face, bringing her inches away from you lips. “Please?” She muttered once more, her hands toying with the straps of your dress, itching to slip it off you. “I’ll be so good just please? I want to make you feel good.” If you weren’t gonna crumble at her words, you definitely were now.

You swiped your thumb across Ellie’s bottom lip before her lips connected with yours, the need in her so evident by the way she was touching you feverishly. Hands touching everything she could on your body.

“Need you so bad.” She moaned against your lips and you swore you were about to rip her clothes off the second the words left her mouth. You pulled away, a string of saliva connecting you two before you shifted your body back. “Show me.”

She had your back pressed up against her chest, your legs sprawled out and your panties discarded somewhere in the grass. You couldn’t even hear what she was saying to you, all you could do is watch Ellie’s fingers pump in and out of you. “You’re doing so good for me baby,” You praised, she whined as her fingers fucked your pretty pussy. What was crazy is that you were only taking one finger, imagine if she slipped in two.

“Can I kiss you?” She asked looking down at you, skin flushed as she bit her lip. One of your free hands pushed her face closer to you, your tongue slipped into her mouth, swallowing a moan from her lips.

Ellie pulled away before letting her tongue dart out and allowing her saliva to drip into your mouth. She slipped in another finger as she pressed kissed to your face, adoring the whines that escaped your mouth. “It’s to much—“ you mewled as your tight cunt squeezed around her fingers, sucking her in completely. “You’re so close baby, you feel so good.” She cooed as she shifted her wrist to get a better angle, one that made you see stars.

You were squirming and crying at this point, Ellie’s fingers hitting your sweet spot perfectly with each pump. “pleasepleaseplease” you whined before your orgasm crashed into you, your legs shaking and drool dribbling down from your mouth. She fucked you through your orgasm, your cunt gushing all over her fingers as she slowed her movements. Your arousal all over your thighs and the ground beneath you.

“mmm..did so well.” Ellie hummed before taking her slick fingers and bringing them to her mouth, sucking on her fingers like they were candy. She looked down at you once more before pressing a sweet kiss to your sweat slicked forehead.

“Still want to make that jam?”

A/n: first fic so please bear with me!! Also happy belated valentines day lovelies ♡

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Dollie! 19, lesbian and very active, I also write :3 side blog: @p1nk-odd1ties

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