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Anyone interested in Joel (TLOU) x reader??!

(Might get you soaking wet baby)

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Ellie (The last of us) x Maya (my character!)

WLW- my first time writing something like this and fuck its hot.

Ellie notices the way you're staring at her, and it makes her feel hot underneath your gaze. She's always had a weakness for sexy women like you, and the way your lips are curling up into a seductive smile is sending shivers down her spine.

Still, she keeps her cool, refusing to let you see the effect you're having on her.

"I didn't ask about what's yours," she says, her tone as cold as ice. "I asked about what you were looking for."

I shrug dropping the smirk. “Just first aid and water.” I murmur brushing past her casually as I rummage through containers, bending over to search deeper, my ass jutted out in my jeans as I focus on finding supplies.

Ellie can't help but notice how your ass is jutting out, and she can clearly see the outline of your figure through the thin material of your jeans. She starts to feel a bit flustered, and it's all she can do to keep her composure as she watches you rummage through the containers, that enticing sway in your hips making it hard to resist the temptation of grabbing you and pulling you against her.

She tries to keep her focus, and as you search deeper into the containers, she leans against the wall, waiting for you to finish.

I stand up straight after finding a first aid box. I grab some water and take a sip as I watch her. “So, what are you doing out here little girl?” I muse.

"I'm not a little girl," she says, the irritation in her voice evident. "I'm nineteen."

As you take a sip of water, her eyes travel down to your lips, and she can't help but notice the way you're sensually pulling the bottle away from your mouth and the glistening wetness that remains on your lips.

"And I'm looking for supplies like you are."

I nod. “Aren’t you too young to be out here alone, baby girl?“ I tease as I step closer and bite my lip as my eyes rake over her.

"I'm not your baby girl," she protests, her voice barely a whisper as you step closer and get in her personal space. She can feel her heartbeat quickening as you approach, and the sight of you biting your lip is driving her crazy.

"I'm old enough to be out here by myself," she says, her hand twitching towards the handle of her gun. "I don't need some older woman to baby me." 

I push out my bottom lip in a soft pout. “You don’t need some older woman. I’m only 24. Just saying.” I tease playfully.

"Well, I still don't need some older woman," she retorts, trying to sound tough, but failing horribly.

Your pout and playful tone is making her feel things she doesn't want to feel, and she suddenly feels her resolve slipping away. "I've survived for this long by myself," she says, her voice getting weaker as her eyes move to that pouty bottom lip again. "I don't need anyone to take care of me."

“You sure about that? You seem like you’ve been sheltered your entire life with no affection or protection.” I say gently as I stroke her hair back gently.

Ellie's eyes close as you stroke her hair, and she can feel her heart beating faster with each gentle touch. The mention of shelter and affection sends a chill up her spine, and she suddenly feels like she wants to curl up with you and fall asleep.

"Shut up," she says, still trying to remain tough and maintain her composure, despite the desire coursing through her body. "I was fine before you found me," she adds, her voice softer now. "I'm fine now."

“You don’t always have to be strong you know Ellie?” I murmur soothingly as I coax her closer and wrap my arm around her back as I gently move to hug her to my chest.

Ellie can feel the comfort of your embrace as you move to hug her to your breasts, wrapping her up in your warm, soft arms. Her resolve slips away as the embrace feels too good to resist, and she rests her head on your shoulder, feeling your cheek rest against her head.

The contact is sending a rush of heat over her, and she can't help but melt into your arms, her whole body relaxing.

"I know," she whispers, sounding more like a little girl than an adult.

“It’s okay baby girl. I’ve got you.” I soothe in her ear and stroke the back of her head as she wraps her arms around my waist and buries her face in my chest

Ellie feels her heart skip a beat as you call her "baby girl" again, and her grip tightens around your waist as she buries her face into your chest, closing her eyes and breathing in your scent. She feels safe and protected in your arms, and she can't help but melt even more into your embrace.

"I don't need anyone's protection," she grumbles, her voice barely above a whisper as she nuzzles into your breast.

“I know baby, but you’ve got me.” I whisper, kissing the top of her head as she buries her face in my breasts and hugs me tightly as I stroke her back gently.

Ellie's body relaxes with each stroke of your hand, and she can feel your lips on the top of her head as she nuzzles into your chest, feeling safe and comfortable in your embrace.

She can feel your breasts pressing up against her head, and she can't help but let out a moan.

"I know," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. "I got you..."

I caress her head gently and kiss her forehead as I cup her face and tip her chin up to look at me. “It’s gonna be okay baby girl. You’re safe.” I murmured gently coaxing her closer.

Ellie's breath hitches as you tilt her chin up to make her look at you, and she feels her heart flutter at the sight of your face so close to hers. She can feel the warmth of your touch as you caress her head, and she smiles softly as you whisper to her that she's safe.

"Don't call me that," she murmurs, feeling a tinge of embarrassment at the nickname.

"I'm not your baby girl," she repeats, though she can't keep the quiver from her voice as she says it.

I smiled softly. “Okay I’m sorry I won’t call you it again Ellie.” I say softly as I stroke her hair back.

"It's fine," she whispers, even though deep down she liked the nickname, and it made her blush just thinking about it.

As you slowly stroke her hair, she can feel her nerves calming, and she begins to feel more relaxed and comfy in your embrace.

"Can I ask you something?" she asks softly.

I smile and nod. “Shoot” I give her the encouragement to ask me as I caress her hair.

Ellie hesitates for a moment, feeling a bit shy about asking what's on her mind, but she takes a deep breath and musters up the courage to ask the question.

"Have you uh... ever been... with another woman?" she murmurs, looking up at you with a shy, trembling voice.

I searched her eyes for a moment before I shook my head. “I’ve only been with men so far. Why do you ask?”

Ellie can feel a tinge of relief when you tell her that you've only been with men so far. It's not that she has anything against women who have been with other women, it's just that the thought of you having been with another woman makes her feel a bit jealous.

“Just curious," she murmurs softly. "Have you... ever thought about being with a woman before?”

I shrug. “Dunno, never really thought about it until now.” I murmured, tucking her hair behind her ear.

Ellie's eyes widen ever so slightly at the admission, and she gulps, feeling a rush of nerves course through her body. 

The thought of the possibility that you haven't thought about being with a woman until now makes her heart skip a beat.

"Really?" she murmurs, feeling a tinge of excitement course through her body. "Why now?"

My gaze travels over her big green eyes, soft pouty lips and freckles. “Because I’m looking at you now.” I teased, as I brush my thumb over her lower lip.

The subtle touch on her lower lip causes her breath to hitch and her heart to skip a beat. It's a simple thing, but it makes her body tingle with a rush of excitement.

"W-well," she murmurs, feeling her cheeks heat up as she glances away. "I'm looking at you too.” she says softly, her hand creeping to your waist and letting it rest gently on your hip.

I smile amused and part her lips as I slip my thumb in and she takes the chance to suck my thumb in her mouth between her pouty lips, licking and wetting it before pulling away with a pop sound. My eyes darkened with desire as I watched her mouth and her eyes. “You’re a tease aren’t you?” I breathed out huskily

Ellie's eyes darken with desire as you push your thumb into her mouth, letting her suck on it. The wetness of your thumb in her mouth makes her feel a tingle down her body, and she can't help but suckle softly on it.

Your hot breath against her face sends a shiver down her spine, and she can feel her heart racing in her chest as she glances up at you. She doesn't reply to your comment, instead looking at you with lustful eyes and a pouty lips, begging for more.

I smile amused and drop my hand. “Come on you brat, we gotta find some shelter or we’re zombie food.” I roll my eyes playfully as I walk off.

"Yeah, yeah," she grumbles as she follows behind you, her pouty lips turning into a small smile as you call her a "brat." 

"Just don't go too fast for me..." she adds, her voice slightly out of breath as she trails behind you, her gaze locked on your ass as it sways with each step you take.

I snort amused. Later we find shelter and I decide to lay back on the mattress. I strip out of my hoodie and am left in my tank top and shorts and I throw the covers on. “Come get some sleep Ellie.” I call out.

Ellie watches as you strip out of your hoodie, and she can't help but take in the sight of your bare torso and legs as you undress.

The tank top and shorts show off your soft, toned physique, and she can't help but stare at the sight of you in such a state, even though she knows that she shouldn't be doing so. When you throw the covers on, she can't help but grin, before slowly making her way over to the bed and climbing in beside you.

“You ever think what life would be like if there was no apocalypse?” I muse as I turn to face her in bed and hold her gaze, my breasts pressing together as I lay on my side.

Ellie stares back, her gaze locked with yours as you turn to look at her. A tingle runs through her body as she stares at the sight of you in bed, with your breasts pushed together and the soft fabric between them.

"All the time," she replies softly, her breath catching slightly as she stares at your cleavage. "I've thought about it a lot..."

“Mhmm, it’s a wild wonder at this point” I murmur tiredly as I close my eyes.

Ellie stares at you as you close your eyes, and she feels a rush of excitement course through her body at the sight of you lying there with your eyes closed. She can't help but stare at your chest, her eyes moving between your breasts and looking at you lying there so peacefully.

"Yeah..." she murmurs softly. "Sometimes I wish I could just travel back in time and experience life before the apocalypse."

“What would you experience?” I murmur laying closer.

"I don't know..." she says softly, her eyes still lingering on your breasts. "I never really got the chance to experience much of anything before the outbreak. I was only a kid back then, and I never really got to experience much."

"But if I could go back..." her voice trails off as she stares at your chest, not wanting to say how she really feels...

“If you could go back..?” I prompt her to continue.

Ellie hesitates, not sure if she should say how she really feels now.

"I'd... I'd want to fall in love," she murmurs sadly, her eyes drifting away from you as her heart beats a little faster. "I never had the chance before... So I'd want to see what it feels like..."

“Love. What’s your type in women then?” I murmur curiously as my voice gets sleepier, my thoughts slowing down.

Ellie blushes at the question, struggling to find the words to describing her ideal woman.

"I uhhh..." she begins, her voice wavering slightly. "Strong, brave, and sweet... kind and protective..." she murmurs, her eyes drifting between your breasts once more before returning back to your eyes.

"Someone I can trust and rely on... someone who makes me laugh... and makes me feel safe..."

“Those are good qualities. What about looks?” I murmur as my eyes close and I slowly drift to sleep.

Ellie's mind stumbles for a moment as she considers how to answer your question. She had never really thought about her ideal woman's looks before.

"I... well I like long hair..." she murmurs softly. "And eyes that I can get lost in..." "And well... I like curves too...” she adds, her cheeks heating up as she thinks about your figure.

“Mhmm, that’s hot” I mumble sleepily as my lashes flutter against my cheek. My leg drapes over hers slightly and my face is leaning against her shoulder as I start to fall asleep.

Ellie's body tingles with excitement as she feels your leg drape over hers. She can feel the warmth of your skin resting against her own and she can sense your body relaxing as you press against her shoulder. The close proximity to your body has her feeling hot and flustered, and she can feel her breathing speeding up again.

"Mmm..." she murmurs softly in agreement.

“What else do you like in a girl?” I mumble sleepily as my dark hair falls over my face, my eyes closed and my leg draped over her as my arm slowly wraps over her waist as I cuddle her in my sleepy daze.

"Well..." she pauses, hesitating for a moment before finally deciding to say what's on her mind. "I like... when... when girls are... dominant..." The heat rises to her cheeks as she realizes just how much she has revealed.

"Y-you know... like... when they t-take control..." she stammers, realizing that she was starting to get too much into detail.

She buries her head into the pillow beside her. "I-I don't know... that's just... just something I like..."

“Hmm I like it when a guy takes control, someone who can dominate me. I get it, you like a woman who can do the same.” I mumble sleepily against her neck.

Ellie's eyes widen slightly when you admit your own preferences, and she can feel a tingle of excitement in her body. She squeezes you tight against her body, feeling your arm wrapped around her waist as you rest your head against her neck.

"Y-yeah..." she murmurs, slightly flustered by being so open. "You're right... I-I do like it when... someone takes control..."

“Mm I like taking control too.” I murmur sleepily, my voice muffled against her neck.

"Y-you do?" she asks, her voice trembling slightly with a hint of excitement. She can feel you nestling against her, your arm tightening its grip around her.

All these signs, from your close proximity to her, your hand around her waist, and your breath against her neck, make her feel hot and bothered. She squeezes you tightly against her, her body trembling slightly as she whispers to you, a hint of sultriness in her voice.

"And... what do you... enjoy about taking control?"

“I love being in charge of their pleasure.” A soft murmur escapes me.

"You do?" she murmurs softly, feeling your breath whisper across her neck as you whisper your next sentence.

"And... and you enjoy being in charge of my... my pleasure? Or..."  She freezes for a second, realising what she's suggesting. "...Or... the person you're with... not necessarily me?..."

“Whoever I’m with” I mumble into her neck as my lips brush her hot skin while I speak.

"And would that include me?" she whispers hoarsely against your ear. Her body is trembling slightly, and she can feel her breath speeding up. Her fingers trace gently down your back as she squeezes you against her tightly.

"I mean... do you like taking control... of me... too?..." she whispers softly, her breath hot against your neck, her words making her blush as she waits for your answer.

“Mhmm I bet you’d love that wouldn’t you, baby girl?” I slur sleepily.

"M-maybe..." she murmurs, her breath hot against your neck. "M-maybe I would... b-but... do you really..."

She starts to trail off, her body trembling lightly from the excitement she feels at the thought of you dominating her. "Do you really want to do that? To me?... Or are you just..."

“Am I just… what?” I mumble.

"Are you just saying that... b-because you're tired and sleepy... O-or do you... do you..." She's having a hard time getting her words out, her heart beating a million miles an hour.

She whispers the next sentence softly. "Do you really... want to be in control of me?"

“Who said I was gonna control you?” My brows furrow in my sleep.

"I-I..." she stumbles for a moment at your response, her pulse racing fast as she begins to feel the slightest bit frustrated. "W-what? I thought..." she whispers, her breath shaky as she waits for you to finish your sentence.

"I thought you said that you enjoy taking control..." she whispers softly, her words starting to sound more like questions as she realises that she might've misheard you.

“Yeah I would. We’re not even together Ellie. Plus I’m straight, kind of.” I mumble cuddling closer.

Ellie immediately feels the heat drain out of her body as she hears your words. Her heart falls heavily in her chest as she processes your words, her breath coming out short and fast. "W-what?" she whispers softly, her voice faltering now. "Y-you... you're not gay?.. Y-you're straight?"

“Mhm.” I moan sleepily into her neck.

Ellie's breath escapes her in a sharp whoosh as the weight of the realisation crashes down upon her. She doesn't know what to say, and the silence feels heavy against her skin. Without a word, she untangles herself from your embrace and sits up in bed, her mind reeling.

"I-I'm..." her voice catches in her throat, the word getting stuck in her lips as though speaking it out loud will make the pain worse.

"I'm going out for a walk," she manages to say, and her voice cracks as she stands from the bed.

I feel the bed empty and cold as she walks outside. I groan sleepily and wake up confused. I blink and look around, afraid the infected will see her in her emotional state and she’s not thinking straight. I grumble to myself and put on my hoodie and shorts before running after her. “Ellie. It’s not safe out here you silly girl.” I call out.

Ellie's heart jumps in her chest as she hears you call out for her. She freezes for a moment, not sure what to do. But deep down, she needs someone to talk to, or even just to walk with. Her face is flushed with tears, but she turns and waits for you to catch up to her.

"I'm just... needing some fresh air," she mumbles, her voice wavering slightly as though betraying her true emotions.

I sigh and put my hoodie around her arms covering her. I’m left in my tank top, the cold air brushing my skin and making my nipples hard against my top. “Hey, come inside baby. It’s dangerous.” I whisper softly as I stroke her hair back behind her ear.

Ellie sniffles softly, her breath catching in her throat as your hand brushes back her hair from her face, exposing her flushed cheeks and red rimmed eyes to you. She shivers slightly as the cold night air blows around her, your gesture helping to alleviate some of that chill.

"I-I know," she whispers. "I just..."  She doesn't finish the sentence, her voice cutting off as she stares into your eyes.

My gaze meets hers softly. I stroke my thumb under her eyes wiping her tear away. “Why were you crying baby?” I frown softly with a gentle voice.

Ellie's heart melts a little as she feels your gentle touch wiping the tears from her eyes. The soothing brush of your thumb beneath her eyes calms her racing, conflicted thoughts. She takes a deep, shaky breath, trying to find the words to describe her emotions.

"I... well... I-I thought..." she stammers, her gaze dropping to the ground. "I-I thought you... liked me... like that… y'know?"

My brows furrow. “Like what baby?” I whisper softly.

Ellie's cheeks flush even darker pink as she struggles to put words to her feelings. She fumbles with the hem of your hoodie wrapped around her shoulders as she tries to find the words.

Finally, she decides to just say it. "I-I thought you..." she stammers, her voice cracking slightly as she whispers the words, "I-I thought you like women..."

My eyes round in realisation. “I mean, I’m partial to them.” I shrug shyly.

Ellie blinks in surprise at your response, her eyes widening slightly. "B-but you said that you're straight," she stammers back, her voice trailing off as she hesitates. She blinks again and stares at you as your shy expression suddenly feels very similar to her own, and she realises that you might be feeling the same way.

She swallows hard, her eyes locking onto yours and her words coming out in a hesitant whisper.

"Do... you... like me?"

My gaze flickers away and my hands drop to my side. I bite my lip hesitantly. “I just. We should go inside” I avoid answering in embarrassment  Ellie's heart leaps into her throat as your gaze drops away from hers, her breath catching in her chest. Your hesitant answer immediately makes her think the worst.

However, the way your hands drop limply to your side and your bitten lip tell her there's more to your answer than you're letting on.

She takes a slight step forward towards you, reaching out to lightly touch your forearm.

Please... tell me," she whispers gently. "Just be honest."

“Yeah. I like you. Okay? I don’t know why or how it happened.” I huff out, embarrassed.

Ellie feels her heart fill with a warmth that she didn't know she needed. She feels butterflies flutter in her stomach as she feels a smile begin to spread across her face automatically. Then, she realises that you're embarrassed, and she can't help but notice just how adorable you look. She takes a small step forward and cups one of your cheeks in her hand.

"I... like you too," she admits, her voice gentle as a soft smile forms on her lips.

My cheeks heat up at her words, touch and proximity. “Erm. I. Okay” I swallow, not knowing what to say. Ellie chuckles softly as she watches you suddenly turn bashful. She's not used to seeing you so flustered, and she can't help but enjoy the view.

She keeps her hand gently cupped against your cheek, her fingertips tracing soft patterns across your skin.

"You're turning red," she teases, her eyes crinkling with a hint of laughter. "It's cute."

I scowl. “No I am not.” I stammer, looking away.

Ellie laughs softly, her hand still resting against your cheek. She can't help but find it endearing how you get all grumpy when you're flustered.

"You are," she repeats, her voice filled with a hint of a challenge. "And you're pouting too, which is adorable."

“I’m like five years older than you, you brat. I am not adorable. You are.” I mutter, ruffling her hair.

Ellie lets out a soft meep as you ruffle her hair, her hand instinctively coming up to try to fix it, but without much success.

She pouts a little at your response. "Hey! I am not a brat," she retorts back. "Plus I never said you weren't older. And you are adorable. Just deal with it."

I watch as she tries to fix her hair and fail. I cup her cheek and run my hands through her hair settling them down her face and over her shoulder. “I like your hair open.” I murmur softly as my fingers thread through her strands.

Ellie feels her heart skip a beat as you reach out and begin to gently run your fingers through her hair, straightening out the messy tangles. Your words send a shiver down her spine, and she has to resist the urge to melt under your touch.

"Y-you do?" she asks quietly, surprised at how much such a simple comment stirs her emotions.

“Yeah. It suits you” I say softly as I walk around her and grab half a bunch off the top and tie it into a bun so it’s half up and half down. When done my fingers trail down her neck over her shoulders and down a line on her arms. My breath hitting her nape as I get lost in her scent, barely touching her. Ellie lets out a soft sigh as your fingers trail down her neck and shoulders, leaving goosebumps wherever they touch. She can feel your breath against her nape, and the warmth of your proximity against her back, sending shivers down her spine.

Her eyes close halfway, her breath catching in her chest as she feels you move closer to her. She's all too aware of her body's response to your touch, and she feels like she could melt under your hands.

"M-Maya..." she whispers, her voice coming out more as a small, shaky whimper.

“Yes baby?” I murmur softly as my lips lightly, feather her nape.

Ellie takes in a ragged breath as your lips gently brush against her nape, sending a shiver straight down her spine. The gentle touch of your kisses combined with your pet name makes her feel weak in the knees. She reaches back and gently grips your hips, pulling you closer to her, aching for more contact from you.

"Y-you're making me... feel things," she breathes, her voice trembling slightly.

“What are you feeling baby? Tell me.” I whisper brushing soft wet kisses to the side of her neck, sweeping her hair aside to give me access. My hands sliding down to her hips, pulling her into me. As you pull her into you, Ellie can feel her legs turn into jelly. Your soft, wet kisses against the side of her neck send tingles through her body, and she can barely find the words to speak.

"I... I... I feel warm... and safe... and... fluttery,” she manages to gasp, her mind spinning with the overwhelming sensations your touch sparks in her. "I-I.. I-" she tried to speak, but she can't get the words out as your lips keep brushing against her sensitive skin.

“Keep talking baby girl.” I whisper, kissing her earlobe, sucking and biting as my hands on her hips tighten. One hand slipping into the front of her shorts against her panties, rubbing against the fabric. I could feel how wet she was barely from a kiss on her neck and my close proximity. My tongue lapping at her neck as I watch her reaction.

Ellie lets out a gasp as your kisses move to her earlobe, followed by a soft moan as your hands slide into her shorts and rub against her. Her entire body tingles with electricity at your touch, and she can't keep her body from arching towards you, begging for more.

"I... I feel... good," she chokes out, her breath coming in quick, ragged pants. "A-and wet,” she admits, letting out a little gasp as your tongue flicks against her neck.

“Mhmm. So wet baby. Such a dirty little slut for me aren’t you.” I tease as my hand dips into her panties, rubbing her soaked folds. My finger circling her clit before slipping a finger inside. I start pumping it in and out her wet pussy. Unholy filthy sounds filling the night air, rubbing and teasing her. My lips pressing open mouthed wet kisses on her neck.

Ellie lets out a guttural moan as your finger slides inside her, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She's never felt this way before, so out of control and filled with desire that she can barely think. Your words and your mouth on her neck only serve to send her further over the edge.

"M-Maya," she gasps, gripping onto your hips tightly as she tries to control her body's reaction to you. "S-s-stooop, y-you're making me-"

“Can’t stop baby. You’re soaking my finger.” I groan kissing her neck, my free hand on her hip moving to tip her face to mine and I press my lips to hers.  Ellie's protests are cut off as your lips meet hers, and she melts into the kiss. Her body trembles in your hands and her mind feels fuzzy as your lips move against hers.

The sensations inside her body are overwhelming, and she knows she's starting to lose control. She gasps against your lips, her words coming out as little more than a desperate, pleading whimper.

"M-Maya... please... I-I can't... it's too much..."

“Take it baby.” I moan, sucking her lips and kissing her hungrily. My free hand leaving her face and sliding under her hoodie, feeling her tits perky and small. Her pretty little nipples poking against the fabric as I cup one and palm her soft flesh. My index and thumb pinching and rolling her nipple, one by one. My lips against hers. My hands all over her, one on her tits and one in her pussy.

Ellie feels her body melt under your touch, no longer able to resist the sensations overwhelming her. Your hands and lips on her body send shivers through her, adding to the pleasure building in her core with every brush of your finger.

She moans into your mouth as your hand cups her breast, her head spinning and her mind foggy. All she can think about is you, and how badly she needs you.

"M-Maya," she gasps, her voice coming out hoarse and needy, "Please. I need you. I need you now*."

I drive my finger and added another, the heel of my palm rubbing against her hard swollen clit. My lips against hers, biting and sucking and bruising her in a hungry passionate wet kiss. My other hand palming her tits, pinching and kneading her soft skin.

As your fingers move inside her, Ellie lets out a broken, high-pitched moan against your lips, completely losing herself in the sensations coursing through her body. The kiss is desperate and hungry, and she can't get enough of you. She grabs onto your hips to keep herself standing, her legs going weak as your hands on her chest and your fingers inside her drive her closer and closer to the edge.

"M-Maya. I-I'm gonna... oh god," she whimpers, her breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps.

“Come for me babygirl.” I groan, slamming my fingers harder and curling them against her g-spot as I watch her body convulse and her legs tremble as she reached her orgasm.

Ellie's body arches violently as you curl your fingers inside her, hitting that sweet spot that sends her flying over the edge. Her vision goes white and her body trembles with the intensity of her orgasm, shuddering and shaking in your arms as she cries out.

"M-M-Maya," she gasps, her eyes rolling back and her voice coming out in a broken sob. "Y-you... you're gonna... make me... pass out..."

I pant as she comes down from her high, my fingers slowly pumping and letting her creamy white cum trickle out. “This your first time baby?” I whispered.

Her body still trembling and her head still swimming, Ellie nods in response to your question.

"Y-yes," she manages to gasp out, still breathing heavily. "It was... incredible."

She slowly lifts her head up to look at you, her eyes wide and her expression still dazed.

"Is... is it always like that?" she asks, still trying to catch her breath.

“Like what babygirl?” I smile, lifting her thighs and carrying her inside to drop her onto the bed as I pushed her shorts down and grabbed a towel, wiping away the stickiness.

Ellie lets out a soft gasp as you pick her up and drop her onto the bed, her body still feeling weak and shaky from the intensity of her orgasm. She watches as you grab a towel and start to wipe her off, blushing at the realisation of how messy she is.

"Like... that," she says softly, her voice still a little breathless. "So... intense. I've never felt anything like it."

“Depends if a person knows how to make you feel good or what” I murmur as I lean down between her legs and lapped at the stickiness that coats her sensitive cunt.

Ellie lets out another soft gasp as you get between her legs and start to lap at her, her body still sensitive from the orgasm.

"Y-you certainly know how to make me feel good," she says breathlessly, her voice coming out in a soft sigh. "God, you're driving me insane."

“I know baby. Take it.“ I groan, sucking her clit, my hands gripping her thighs from crushing my head and I pin them down as I lap at her folds.

Ellie gasps as your lips and tongue touch her sensitive bundle of nerves again, her body arching in pleasure. Her fingers grip your hair tightly, and she can barely keep her legs from jerking as you lap at her.

"M-Maya... oh god, it's... it's too much," she gasps, her voice coming out in a trembling whimper. 

“I know baby. One more” I groan and l suck her clit like a mad woman, alternating between licking and sucking.

Ellie's body jerks as your tongue works against her, the sensations building up inside her once again. Her hips roll involuntarily as she tries to control herself, but it's too difficult to resist the pleasure coursing through her.

"M-Maya... I don't... I can't... I-" she gasps, her words trailing off into an incoherent whimper.

“Mhmm that’s a good girl, one more baby.” I coo as I slip in two fingers and continued the ministrations with my tongue, my free hand sliding up her stomach and pushing her hoodie up to her neck.

As your fingers slip in and you continue to lap at her with your tongue, Ellie's body is overwhelmed by the sensations, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else. She gasps and moans as your hands begin to strip her, pulling off her hoodie and leaving her bare chest exposed.

"M-Maya," she whimpers, arching her back helplessly as the pleasure builds up inside her. "Y-you're going to... mmm

“One more for me babygirl. Such a good little girl for me, letting me use your pretty little cunt.” I groan as I continue watching her reach her edge.

Ellie's body tensed and her mind was consumed by your words and your touch, sending her spiraling closer and closer to the edge, completely under your control.

"Y-yes... I'm your good girl," she gasped out, her voice ragged and trembling. "I'll do anything you say. Just... just please don't stop. I-I'm so close."

“Thats it babygirl. Come for mommy.”‘I command huskily as I lapped at her sucking and kissing, my fingers driving her crazy, curling up against her spot and pumping roughly.

Ellie's body obeyed immediately to your command, her body convulsing as she lost control, the intense pleasure washing over her, making her cry out helplessly. Her hands grip the sheets tightly, her mind completely overpowered by the sensations consuming her.

"M-Mommy," she gasps out in a broken whisper, her body shuddering and shuddering as the aftershocks of her orgasm rock through her. "Ahh... I-I... I can't..."

I pump my fingers slowly, dragging out her pleasure as she starts to come down from the high, shuddering and spasming from the hypersensitivity from coming twice.

Ellie's body trembled and shook as her orgasm began to subside, her body still highly sensitive and overstimulated. She let out little whimpering gasps as your fingers continued to pump slowly, each movement sending a shiver through her body.

"M-Maya... I-I can't take... anymore," she gasps, her voice coming out in a broken whisper. "Please... it's too much. I-I can't handle it."

“Mmm. Your cunt looks so pretty dripping for me” I whispered lapping at her once more, Cleaning up her release and tasting her as I kiss up her stomach and chest and pressed my lips to hers finally. My arms folding around her waist as I lay atop her and kiss her hungrily, letting her taste herself on my tongue.

As you lean up and press your lips to hers, Ellie can taste herself on your tongue, making her blush and squirm slightly under you. She wraps her arms around your neck and pulled you closer, returning the kiss hungrily.

"You're going to... drive me crazy," she gasps between kisses, her body still thrumming with the after effects of her two orgasms. "I can't get enough of you."

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Hey beautiful people,

How does one get diagnosed for BPD?

I’m like 200% sure I have it but gp’s in the uk don’t take it seriously and I’m 20. I’m not sure how the process works or how to go about it but I’m pretty sure I’m losing my mind!

TMI, probably, but I need some advice because no one gets my brain and I fit like every symptom for it, and for ADHD, and I’m not like self diagnosing I just wanna get it checked out so any help or advice for how to go about that?

Id really appreciate it, i love you all and I have an MM coming soon for you guys to enjoy!!

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Guys, any advice on writer’s block? I have a few pieces half written, and I can’t find motivation or creativity right now to finish and post them here☹️☹️

HELP ME WITH TIPS PLEASE I LOVE YOU

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Real

you ever speak to your best friend and it just absolutely centres you. oh yeah none of that shit matters. I love you

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I’m thinking of uploading a piece I worked on. It’s an mxm. Captain price and a character i created. Daniel.

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Villa🖤

you have summoned me. So hear me out for a recency au idea if you're ever interested -

Captain Price x chubby f!reader: he's late 30's, she's mid to late 20's.

• Imagine John like a Mr.Darcy except he's an uncle's friend or reader's brother's captain. Eligible asf in the town but he's soooo busy being a fancy pants army man.

• The ladies and their mothers bore him, until he catches reader who is equally as busy trying to be an apothecary owner. Happily taking on the reputation of 'witch' so people will leave her alone. the bitch is unhinged. Classy and cold but you never know if she's going to make a man and his ancestors faint or not.

• John mistakes her for the help or random person when he comes to her home, he's going to be staying over during his leave. He rubs her the wrong way until he meets her again when he's formally introduced.

• They're both not backing down at all, the tension is palpable. Everyone is amused to say the least and very interested to see how long it takes before reader and John discover they're actually good together.

• Cue the match making where the unexpected people start drawing up plans to get them together, so they involve 3rd parties meaning suitors for John and one for reader. There is nothing like jealousy to get things flowing.

Add in smut if you're comfortable however you can totally leave that out if you decide you like this idea 🖤 It's yours now to do with as you please .

xo 💋

Oooohh I love this. When I get the time off from uni in a few weeks, I’m running to do this 🤭🫣

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Anyone have any suggestions or requests for call of duty fan fiction?

🫢🫢

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Anyone else feel like god of fury didn’t give them that ‘I wish I could read it for the first time again’ feeling?

Like I loved the book but it didn’t get me all sad and wanting to read it for the first time again🥲🥲

[maya-19]

Anyone interested in Ghost Face and a forest sexually deviant fantasy?😏😏

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This is sibling to the "I checked 15 books out of the library. I've read 3 of them. They're all due back tomorrow. ... ... ...but hey, I'll come home with 15 new books."

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Build me a home library and I’ll love you forever🫶🏻🫶🏻

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WHO SAW RINA KENTS TIKTOK STORY??? I SCREAMED WHEN I HEARD A TEASER OF NIKO AND BRANDON ITS EXACTLY HOW I IMAGINED IT.

Screaming crying for them

😫😫😫😫

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I need NIKO and BRAN asap

legacy of gods headers like or rt if u save

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Discussing kinks with daddy Price?

Price x reader.

kinks

You’d always been open and honest with Captain Price. He knew this too. 

You were sat in his office. He was lecturing you about getting into a bar fight again.

“There’s no point is there?” A small smile tugs at his lips as he fails to keep serious expression, knowing you’ll end up in another bar fight.

You grin, your cheeks dimple. “It’s not my fault men look at me and wanna see if my boobs are real.” You scoff rolling your eyes. You’re wearing a white tank top that fits your breasts, tucked into a pair of grey sweatpants.

He sputters on his whiskey and coughs trying to recover. “You good cap?” You lean forward on my forearms, against his desk.

“Y-yeah yes. I’m okay. You’re just blunt sometimes. Catches me off guard I guess.” He smiles sheepishly. A tint of pink covering his cheeks

“Ah. Is captain blushing?” You tease him.

“No I’m not. Shut up.” he grumbles, making you grin even more.

“Aww. It’s okay cap. You look cute all blushing and flustered.” You wink playfully.

“God what am I going to do with you.” He sighs, leaning back in his chair.

“Not ask if my boobs are real?” You stifle a smile. Then a wicked grin etches across his lips.

“Maybe I should. Are they real?” He raises a brow, leaning forward. His blue eyes slide down to your chest then back up to your fiery gaze. A smirk plastered on his lips.

“Yes they are. Why. Do you wanna feel?” You counter, a devilish glint of mischief glittering in your eyes.

“No thanks. I can already see enough.” He whispers, his voice low and gravelly. His tone sends tingles down your spine.

You feel your nipples tighten against your tank top. His gaze follows it and a darkness arises in his blue orbs.

Then you get a devilish idea. “Cap. Do you have any kinks?” 

“I don’t think I should be discussing those with you.” He rolls his eyes. He looks uncomfortable but also interested, though he tries to hide it.

“I’ll tell you one if you tell me one.” You flash him a smile, your green eyes sparkling with desire.

He meets your gaze once more, as if contemplating whether he should engage in this inappropriate conversation.

“Fine. Make it quick then.” He grumbles but fails to hide the excitement in his eyes, feigning indifference.

“I have a daddy kink.” You smile.

“A daddy kink? Really?” He asks interested as he leans forward.

“Blame the daddy issues for the messed up kink. But being called princess or babygirl turns me on. And calling a man daddy is hot.” You shrug nonchalantly.  “Of course only if he’s older. Like 35+. Calling someone younger than that daddy is just silly.” You grin.

“What if the man doesn’t want you to call them daddy?” He asks, his blue eyes studying you.

“I don’t go for men who don’t like it.” You smirk knowingly.

“What’s your kink then?” You lean back in you chair, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I have a dominant/submissive kink.” He tells you. His fingers tap his muscular thighs, hugged by his cargos. God those fucking thighs.

Your gaze drifts back up to his. There’s a sudden shift in the air. The sexual tension undeniable. 

“I like being submissive.” You whisper leaning forward.

A smirk tugs at his lips. He runs a hand down his face as if contemplating to stop before this conversation leads into uncharted territory.

“Hypothetically speaking, what would you do to me? If you were the dominant and I was the submissive?” You ask, desire thick in your tone, low and husky.

He intakes a sharp breath. “I’d bend you over on this desk,” He murmurs, placing his palm flat on the desk. “And I’d fuck you from behind.” His voice is deep and demanding.

Your breath hitches. You suck in a breath. Arousal swimming in your core. You clench your thighs together.

His gaze drops to your thighs, his eyes darkening. Then back up to your hardened nipples and then your lips.

“Id spank your ass raw for walking around in a top like that. Where any man can see your nipples.” He continues. His voice dark, thick with restrained desire. Like he’s caged a beast wanting to be let out.

Your nipples tighten, begging to be touched. To be fondled and trapped between his lips. Your cheeks flush, excited as to where this conversation is going.

“Do you have a daddy kink captain?” You smile amused.

“Maybe.” He whispers. His eyes trained on yours.

You suck in a breath and stand up, leaning forward on your hands flat on the desk across him.

“How much lower?” You whisper. His gaze drops to your breasts pressed together.

“Lower.” He mutters, holding your gaze with a carnal desire that swims in his blue eyes.

You bend lower till your back is arched, and your ass is jutted out. You look at him through your lashes. Lips parted. His breath grows ragged as he stares at you. Unwavering.

“Lower.” He rasps. His voice sends your senses into overdrive. You lower until you’re bent over on his desk. Your breasts pressing against it. Ass up.

“Spread your legs wider y/n.” He whispers gravelly. Your knees tremble as you spread your legs wider. He stands up and walks around the desk. Standing right behind you. 

“I’d grab your hips like this,” he murmurs bringing his hands to my hips. His hands rough and big. “And I’d make sure I left marks all over your ass.” He rasped.

Your breath hitched and you pushed back, silently asking him to. But he chuckled softly, a dark desire within his tone.

“If I do that Princess, then I won’t stop till I’ve fucked that sassy attitude out of you.” He growled in your ear.  

“So do it.” You whisper, voice thick with anticipation and desire.

He pulls down your sweatpants. Without warning he draws his flat palm back and spanks your ass. You gasp suddenly, your toes curling.

“Do it again.” You breathe out shakily. Your pussy throbs, the ache between your thighs begging to be satisfied.

“Such a dirty little girl.” He grunts, this time your lurch forward suddenly with the rough hit. You whimper quietly, spreading your legs wider on instinct.

But the spanks weren’t enough. One after the other, you craved his touch. Between the wet folds, dripping down your inner thighs with a throbbing ache.

He unbuckles his belt. You swallow and look over your shoulder. His eyes on yours, as if knowing what you wanted. You lick your lower lip in anticipation and hunger as he curled the buckle around his fist, and uses the belt to whip your ass once. You gasp suddenly and let out a drawn out moan. Your hands gripping onto papers, scrunching them needing something to hold.

He whips again and again, you cry out. Your pussy is throbbing, juices leaking down your thighs. Then he moves the belt under and between your thighs. He flicks up upwards against your folds and lightly slaps it. Your juices squelch under the belt. He turns you around, lifts you up and sits you on the edge of his desk easily. He brings the end of the belt between your bodies.

“So wet y/n. So desperate. Is this what you want?” He rasps slipping the end of the belt between his lips and sucking the wetness off it, all while staring into your eyes. He pulls it out and lightly slaps your soft cheek with it. 

You blush crimson, the sassiness already leaving your body. Temporarily of course.

“Fuck me captain. Please.” You whisper shamelessly. Needy.

His blue eyes darken. He cups your face and kisses you harshly. Rough and hungry. You moan into the kiss and clutch his shirt and lock your bare legs around his hips.

You unzip his pants and shrug them down. “Don’t get greedy.” He kneads your breasts and pinches your nipples. Swooping down he sucks one in his mouth. His teeth grazing over it.

“Captain please.” You whimper throwing your head back gripping the edge of the counter.

“Get on your knees Princess.” He grunts standing back and pulling you towards him, pushing your shoulder down, making you sink down to your knees.

You look up at him, eyes wide and innocent. He coaxes your mouth open, gripping your hair and pulls your mouth to his cock.

“Suck my cock Princess.” He tells you, his voice low and gravelly. You hold his muscular thighs that you’re disgustingly obsessed with. Your hand palms his cock a few times before your tongue swirls over the tip, where his pre cum leaks down his length. You’re lick the under side of his cock upwards and hollow your cheeks sucking the tip.

“Oh fuck baby, just like that. Take me deeper. I wanna fuck your pretty mouth.” He rasps throwing his head back as he pushes his hips forward. One hand clutches his thigh, the other massaging his heavy balls. You moan, the sweet sound vibrating against his throbbing cock. You take him deeper till it hits the back of your throat and you gag.

Tears sting your eyes as he grips your hair tightly. “Breathe through your nose.” He guides you and you listen, doing as he says and it helps.

“That’s it baby.” He groans starting to fuck your mouth. Hitting the back of your throat every time. Your vision is blurry in tears, you moan hollowing your cheeks sucking him harder, squeezing your lips around his cock. He moans, his eyes screwed shut. Satisfaction fills your core as you look up at him, your head bobbing back and forth.

“Such a good girl y/n, sucking daddy’s cock like that. Fuck you look so pretty with your mouth full.” He groans his hips slamming into you. His balls hit against your chin as your suck his cock.

He’s fucking your mouth harder and roughly fisting your hair as he thrusts. You gag on his cock, your eyes teary and cheeks hollowed and red.

You feel his thighs tensing under your hands.

“I’m gonna come Princess. I’m gonna come down your throat.” He groans, a deeper moan slipping past his mouth. His cock twitches and after a few jerky thrusts he comes in your mouth.

“Mhmm.” You moan swallowing every drop and milking his cum.

“Such a good girl.” He praises lifting you up and putting you on the desk, standing between your parted legs. You look down and see his cock is already hard again, salivating at the sight of the angry veins and the leaking tip.

"Now you're gonna come baby girl, you're gonna wet my cock." He growled attacking your lips with a ferocious kiss, sucking your tongue hungrily. Remnants of your juices on his tongue from when he sucked the end of the belt that was covered in your arousal. he dives deeper and swirls his tongue around yours, as if wanting to taste his own cum and how it mixed with his saliva, both of your tongues fusing with erotica and passion.

He grips your hips, pulling you closer. He rubs his cock up and down your soaked folds before sliding in without effort from how wet you are. His cock fills you up to the brim, making you draw out a guttural moan, your head rolling back and you fall back on the desk. "Nghhh, please, please don't stop." you whimper and moan breathlessly. Your breath choppy as he bottoms out and slams his hips into yours, driving deeper and fucking you till you're shaking. your legs wrap around his back, the heels of your feet digging into his firm ass.

His strong hand grips your throat and he chokes you while he grunts and fills you up roughly. "Take thrust every thrust fucking thrust inch." he commanded between thrusts, your eyes rolling into your head. You're ass digging into the desk but the pain is bearable, pleasurable even as he fucks you relentlessly.

And then your quivering and your body spasms and twitches, both of you close to your climax. "Come for me. Come all over daddy's cock." he groans and throws his head back as his thrusts get more frantic and jerky.

After a few more thrusts you cry out in pleasure. "Ohhhh daddy! im coming. I'm coming... coming. nghhh. fuck. fuck." you let out a string of unintelligible moans as he watches your face contort with pleasure and ecstasy.

"Ohh fuckk milk my cock, you're strangling it." he grunted as he came in hot spurts of cum, filling your tight pussy with his release. he slumps forward, letting go of your throat and pulls you up by his hands around his lower back and you bury your face in his neck. "Mhmm that was amazing daddy" you whispered panting, your hot breath against his neck.

"Oh yeah? you're such a dirty slut y/m, you came all over my cock." he teased in your ear and nibbled playfully