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this might be really stupid but um DEALER ABBY TEXTS NOW PLSLSEESSASSE

ive forever loved dealer abby but no one has ever picked it up and i now see a chance to get dealer abs content

pls and thank you<3

love your smau’s so much

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can u please do more sugar mommy abby x reader, those are so fun

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HEAR ME OUT

B-list actress! ellie x a-list actress! fem reader, inspired by kim k's sex tape superstar🙏

Idk why, but im obsessed with the thought of ellie holding the camera up to a half-naked reader telling her she looks pretty in the camera and then f-ing her😰

ily for this also i had to watch the tape for this why is it so awkward... it's so loser!ellie coded lowk also also also im rusty!!! i haven't written in a long time pls be nice and soz for taking so long..

⋆ PORNSTAR — tlou discord server

actress!gf!reader x actress!ellie williams

summary ⋆ ellie always tells you you're pretty enough to be a movie star so she might as well make you one. as they say in hollywood; lights, camera, action!

warnings ⋆ 1.06k ⋆ sex tape making duh, gum sharing?, strap sucking, praise, dirty talk obvi, doggy, misionary, cursing

the small screen on the camera lit up, reflecting the grainy image of you on the cheap hotel sheets, clothed in only your underwear and bra. the camera rolls over your body, ellie extremely focused on capturing every single part of you. the atmosphere was definitely awkward, silence hanging around the two of you. ellie brought one of her hands up to your stomach, being careful not to drop the camera now that she was using only one hand. the camera unfocused at the new addition to the frame before refocusing as ellie's hand trailed down to your underwear, hooking two fingers around your panties, teasing you for the camera.

the camera can't see it, but ellie smile is from ear to ear. she's looking down at you like you're her own personal pornstar— and well, you are. what the camera does pick up, though, is her thumb teasing you over your panties. she's applying just enough pressure to make you want more, want her fingers inside of you. "el." you whine, a little embarrassed once it falls from your lips, knowing the camera definitely picked it up. "yes?" she answers you in an innocent tone. ellie brings her hand back up your body, goosebumps forming on your skin.

"you were made for the camera." she comments offhandedly, a soft hint at your occupation. she would watch you on her screen for hours, clothed or not. the video cuts, jumping to a frame of you on your knees in front of ellie, grin on your face, chewing on bubble gum. ellie's hand cups your cheek, then trails down your throat to your bra strap. she snaps it against your skin, more teasing from her. "why do you look nervous?" it was your turn to tease her. "i'm not nervous." her voice echoes in the dim hotel room.

"no?" your eyes flicker from the camera lens to her jeans. ellie knew every thought that was going through your mind. "no." she confirms, using her free hand to unbuckle her belt. you were quick to help her, eagerly unzipping her jeans, the pink silicone strapon she wore in preparation popping free. another smile presents on your face when ellie holds out her hand in front of your mouth, gesturing for you to spit out your gum. you comply, looking up at her with your fuck me eyes as you push the gum out of your mouth with your tongue. before you know it, ellie is bringing her hand to her mouth, chewing your gum.

"holding it for you, y'know?" she smiles her lopsided smile at you as you wrap your hand around the strap. your eyes never leave the lens of the camera, even when you begin to wrap your lips around her extension. ellie can swear she feels it, groaning, and the video gets a little shaky. her free hand tangles into your hair, guiding the strap to the back of your throat. she can't get over how you look, your eyes fluttering and your lips getting more and more swollen.

"yeahhhh, fuck. good girl, suck it like that. lookin' all pretty with my dick in your mouth." ellie gains a little bit of confidence as her arousal grows. she might come off a little strong, but she doesn't care. you pull away for a moment, catching your breath, a string of saliva on your lips still connecting you to the strap. ellie takes the strap in her hand, rubbing the tip along your lips and then smacking your lips slightly.

the video jumps to a new frame again. ellie's behind you while you're on all fours. "you want it?" ellie asks rhetorically, knowing of course you wanted it. "yes, ellie. please." you beg, your voice hoarser than the last time you spoke. ellie laughs, she wraps her hand around the strap. she rubs it along your pussy, watching you push back onto her, craving everything she has to give you. "ready, pretty?" she asks, though she doesn't wait for an answer, sliding the silicone into your tight cunt. her hand rests on your waist, the other holding the camera, focusing on the way she fucks into you gently.

"fuck, ellie." the words are slurred as you moan, fingers gripping onto the bedsheets. ellie's head is thrown back, eyes closed as she feels the way your pussy sucks the strap back in every time she pulls back. your back arches, pushing your ass against her hips. "you're so beautiful when you're desperate." ellie looks at your body with half-lidded eyes. her body tingles with desire, thrusting into you slowly and deliberately. "oh shit...! mmm, baby." ellie bites her lip with a smile and your mewls of pleasure. ellie slides her hand down, using her hand to massage your ass. "so beautiful." ellie repeats, holding back moans.

she speeds up her thrusts. you push your face into the sheets, moaning aimlessly at the pleasure you're receiving. ellie watches the way your ass jiggles with each thrust in the camera. "shit, baby. you look so good on camera." ellie's out of breath as she speaks, but she's solely focused on you. your moans turn into whimpers, ellie never failed to please you. she leans down to kiss your back, the camera resting against the sheets for a moment, the video turning black.

the frame cuts again. this time, the camera propped up on the bed, showing you and ellie in missionary. she's kissing your neck as her hips snap into yours. your arms are wrapped around her, nails digging into her back. "ellie, right there. yes, please. please, baby." your words are slurred and mixed with moans. ellie whispers something in your ear, the camera unable to pick up the soft sound.

"you're so perfect. perfect little movie star." she groans in your ear. "ellie, ellie, el, gonna cum. oh fuck... yes!" you say her name like a mantra as you finally reach your breaking point. "shh, shit, there you go, baby. cum on my cock." ellie talks you through it, making sure you get the best orgasm possible. it's silent for a minute, besides heavy breathing. ellie picks up the camera again, pointing it at where ellie's strap was still in you. she films the way she pulls out of you slowly. "fuck, this shit is gonna win you an emmy." she laughs.

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college AU!Jinx how i adore you 🧎‍♀️‍➡️

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(bonus thought: Jinx in Sally Face)

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making out with bff!ellie while drunk pleaseeee pleaseee

bff!ellie always had objectively bad ideas. an hour ago, you two were giggling as you broke into the tipsy bison— though it wasn't much of a challenge, since there's not much security in such a safe community— and stole as many old name-brand bottles of liquor as you could carry.

now, you’re both just drunk, sprawled out on her mattress as the faint beginnings of pounding headaches burrow deep into your skulls. you’re laying close enough that her breath tickles your skin with every exhale, and your eyes trail over each other’s faces. you don't think as you lean in; neither does she when she reciprocates. your lips meet, and pretty whimpers are immediately pull from your throats. you needed this without even knowing it.

without breaking the kiss, you roll over and straddle her lap. her hands slip beneath the hoodie of hers that you're wearing, cool fingers finding the warmth of your bare hips, gripping softly at first, then with more intent. her tongue flicks out, a desperate plea for entry. you can taste the liquor on her lips and tongue— vanilla crown royal, sweet and heady.

a soft giggle escapes into the kiss as you cup her face, thumbs brushing her cheekbones. her hands tighten around your hips, fingertips digging in, leaving promises of bruises. 'god, i wanted you,' she murmurs between each heavy, breathless kiss. you hum against her mouth, 'yeah? y’know i wanted you too.'

her hands roam, greedy and reverent, sliding up your spine beneath the hoodie, pulling you closer by your ribcage until there's a lack of space left between you. your mouths move in sync— messy, aching, wanting.

the reality of what you’re doing will be a problem for sober, morning-you. but right now, with alcohol humming through your veins, her perfect mouth on yours, and her hands slipping beneath fabric like she’s done it a hundred times, it feels far too good to stop now.

posting a little earlier! this is so rushed n short but i had to get it out, it was seriously eating me alive like i need bff ellie so bad nobody understands it. more fics pls!!

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➺ 𝑫𝑶 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑩 ˎˊ˗ ⸝⸝⸝ 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐮

ᐟᐟ☆ 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐨 .ᐟ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫 .ᐟ 𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 ₊ ⊹

sypnosis : you just wanted a plug, not a personal headache.

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dealer ellie is so funny im crying rn “im not a super villian bro” this is why you arent being taken seriously 😭😭😭😭😭😭

ellie: “man why won’t she forgive me??”

also ellie:

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사랑과 애정 　──　 ellie williams ♡ 𝑓. reader ⟡ 3OO angst, fluff ﹗ skinship ⋮ ૮◞ ◟𑁬 [ 𝑐𝗅𝑖𝑐𝗄 ]

you sat up, gasping for breath with your heart pacing quickly. Tears brimmed your eyes, daring to fall while you clenched your chest, a recurring ache seeping within you.

the darkness surrounded you, stretching into every corner. you could still feel the fear gnawing at your flesh, clinging to you like a second skin. as you rubbed your temples, attempting to dispel the remnants of terror, a soft knock disrupted the silence.

ellie peeked in, her gaze landing on you with concern and a sort of adoration. “hey, you okay?” she asked, her voice warm and soothing as she walked toward you.

you looked up at her hovering above you, her face delicate as she cupped yours in her hand. unable to find the words, you let out a shaky breath, tears escaping your eyes and trickling down your flushed cheeks.

she sat down, wiping the tears that fell and pulled you closer to her. “i’ve got you, just breathe.” her hand tenderly rubbed against your back, easing your tension as you leaned into her.

“want me to stay?” she asked in quiet whisper. you hesitated at the thought, but as you nestled into her arms, you felt a shift in the weight that had held you down.

“yeah…” your voice was a cracked mumble, nodding against her before you pulled away. ellie smiled softly as you nuzzled into the sheets. she laid down beside you and her arm slipped around your waist, pulling you close.

her arms were gentle but tightly wrapped around you, your hand lying still on her side as she fixed the blankets. you examined her profile, the way her nose curved so perfectly, the freckles that scattered across her face, and her pretty, pink lips.

you were encapsulated by her perfection when her gaze suddenly casted upon your own. embarrassment plastered your features as you tucked away into her chest, gripping her side with little force.

you could hear her heartbeat quickly pounding, realisation striking you as a small smile curved your lips.

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˚༄࿔ thinking of musician ellie who’s a total yapper on stage

i’m imagining those tiktok compilations like “… core” with music in the background

⭐︎ reading signs from the audience while her band (jesse and dina ofc) prepare for the next song like…

“this one says ‘ellie why did you invite so many people to our first date?’” the audience laughs and so does ellie, “sorry, the next one will just be us.” she says with a wink.

⭐︎ girls throwing lacy bras on stage and ellie holding them up to her own chest (that look comically big next to her) and saying, “this is not my size.” >:(

⭐︎ her going on absolute rants in between songs like “dude the weed in europe is way stronger, what the fuck are you putting in this shit? i thought i was dying.”

⭐︎ if her band is just her, jesse, dina she’d be like “we’re like boygenius…but with a man.” and they spend five minutes arguing about who’s who.

“how did we decide i’m julien?”

“because you’re short and gay, ellie.”

⭐︎ her trying to hold a lesbian (or other pride flag), getting tangled in it, and whispering “fuck” into the microphone in between lyrics.

⭐︎ tripping over wires on stage and telling everyone in the crowd to “delete that video right now. i’m not kidding.” as dina is laughing in the back.

⭐︎ reading more signs. “okay, okay this one says ‘it’s my birthday’ guys we gotta sing.” and singing happy birthday to a random fan.

⭐︎ handing fans the microphone and letting them tell stories about their crazy exes “she slept with your mom?” and she’d look the camera projecting her image on the screen behind her and back at the person. “what the fuck, dude.” while laughing behind a hand.

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ignore the fact I’m sending this right after u posted… I got notifs on for u!!!

I lowkey do not remember if Joel got got in this universe.. but Ellie texts Joel asking for advice bcz she rlly loves reader and Joel helps her draft up a paragraph (bonus points if she tries her hardest to use good grammar) and a date :3

great work guys im gonna start putting you to work more often and i hate to break it to u guys but this is the final part 🙁 yes yes so sad BUT it was fun i hope... but like theres not much left to do w it so unless someone sends like a REALLLLYYY good idea this is it i fear hope u guys enjoy

(this is ellies pov again btw)

⋆ texts with dealer!ellie — tlou discord server

the air was stuffy, blowing into your face and through your hair when you open the door. you didn't bother putting on anything decent, residing in your lounge clothes without caring for ellie's opinion. you saw her, looking down at her phone and leaning against the door of her car with a bouquet of flowers in her hand. she looks up as she hears the noise, standing up straighter and slipping her phone into her pocket. she smiles half-heartedly and it almost makes you swoon.

you walk down the path way until you reach ellie, the wind blowing the scent of her to seep into you entirely. it smells so nostalgic. "ellie." you mutter in a hushed tone. she hands out the bouquet to you, the red roses looking a little smushed and on their way out. you examined them, seeing the price tag on the cellophane encasing the flowers. they were on clearance. "5 bucks for half rotted flowers? wow, you must be really sorry." the sarcasm in your voice made ellie's smile falter. "this was all they had left." she admits, her voice sounding quieter than yours, if that was even possible.

she sounds genuine, you think, and seeing the smile fall from her face does make your heart ache. were you really feeling pitiful for her? "i got— there's other stuff too." she stammers nervously, you'd never seen her like this before. so bashful, her shoulders slumped. so different to the usual loud and confident ellie you know, or knew. "half rotted chocolate next?" you keep up with the sarcasm, the hurt burrowed in your heart taking priority over your pity. "no." she huffs out a small laugh, but it's more nervous and awkward than anything. she feels insecure that you still haven't accepted the flowers yet.

"it's just some stuff you said you liked. candy, that chapstick you talked about, those cds you were looking everywhere for." she says it like it's no big deal, like your heart didn't drop to your stomach at her remembrance of the offhanded things you said while smoking. "really?" you can't believe it, or rather, you don't want to believe it. cause then you would be wrong about ellie, everything you thought she was. "what? you don't believe me?" she scoffs and her shy demeanor vanishes slightly, anger flowing through her. you thought that low of her? for you to think she was lying straight to your face?

"it was silent after her tiny outburst. she clears her throat, she didn't mean that. "yes, really..." she corrects herself. she tries again, holding the flowers out further to you, gesturing for you to take them. "this doesn't change anything." you couldn't look at her as you took the flowers from her finally. "it does." she whispers, watching as you brought the bouquet up to your face to smell the roses. "maybe." you feed into it, going along with what was happening. "i'm crazy about you. you do crazy shit to my head." ellie admits. "

it was silent after her tiny outburst. she clears her throat, she didn't mean that. "yes, really..." she corrects herself. she tries again, holding the flowers out further to you, gesturing for you to take them. "this doesn't change anything." you couldn't look at her as you took the flowers from her finally. "it does." she whispers, watching as you brought the bouquet up to your face to smell the roses. "maybe." you feed into it, going along with what was happening. "i'm crazy about you. you do crazy shit to my head." ellie admits.

"i want to forgive you." you follow her honesty, admitting your own feelings. "then forgive me." she pleads, hands finding their way to your waist. "i'm scared." it was the truth, she'd hurt you once who was to say she wouldn't do it again? "then we can be scared together." she swallows nervously, taking in your features, your reaction to her words. you felt better, as sick as it was. knowing she was scared too made it somehow feel less scary. she would probably hurt you again, maybe next tuesday, but like she said. how is she supposed to grow if you don't give her a chance.

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this is so ellie coded, me and ellie when

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ur writing is so so yummy oh em gee

THANK UU :3 ur writing is so scrumptious too omg

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ELVIRAAAAAAAA WRITE MAKING SUB ELLIE CRY BY FINGERING HER AND USING A VIBRATOR AND MY LIFE IS YOURSSS

⋆ cry for me — tlou discord server

ellie was always whiny during sex. she made it known how good you made her feel. her noises were always oh so sweet. and now she lay beneath you, your body straddling her thigh, just like every other time but this time you held a small vibrator to her aching clit. your fingers pumped into her abused cunt repeatedly, not sparing any mercy on her poor pussy. "god, babe— oh, shit!" ellie sighed through whimpers, her chest heaving with every breath. ellie brings her own hands to her small tits to distribute some of the pleasure to her upper half.

her eyes are rolling back, back arching at your skillful fingers. you half laugh at her state, clicking the speed of the vibrator up to really mess with her. she hisses at the intensified vibrating sensation on her swollen clit. she rambles nonsense about how she can't take it, it's too much, but you don't let up. the sound of her lewd whines and her warm pussy stir something up inside of you.

your own body is just as hot as ellie's. you want to take complete control over her, want to completely break her. there's a blush growing on ellie's face, from her body heating up and from the embarrassment of how little control she had over her own body at the moment. your fingers fucked into her harder and faster, ellie's eyes tightening closed. she gasps and whines, writhing on the sheets underneath her. but you don't let her get away from your relenting pleasure.

"i know you can take it, open your pretty eyes for me." your voice is low and raspy, a direct reflection of how turned on this was making you. ellie's eyes flutter open, revealing the tears that were welling up in her eyes. "aw, baby." you coo with a faux pout. ellie moves one of her hands off her tit and uses it to wipe the tears from her eyes. a smirk falls onto your lips, you rut yourself against her thigh without faltering your attack on her cunt.

"let it all out, baby." you coo again and ellie starts to feel a little embarrassed. but she can't help but let out a sob at the pleasure as you press the vibrator further against her clit. pearls of tears roll down her cheeks and into her hair, which was falling out of it's half up half down style. ellie arches her back more, which you didn't think that was possible, pushing herself closer to you, begging for a release. you had been teasing her for at least an hour now. she craved any satisfaction you would give her.

you lean forward, pressing your clit against her thigh unintentionally, kissing the tears off her cheeks. her whimpers grow louder and now she moves both of her hands to your back, holding you close to her. she hides her face in your neck, muffling her whimpers and sobs as she finally cums. her body shakes, your fingers slowing their pace but still pumping into her gushing cunt. the vibrator doesn't resent either, drawing her orgasm out for longer.

finally, you let her breathe, pulling the toy away from her red and puffy clit. she sniffles and lets her body relax, relishing in how hard her orgasm was. "you're alright, yeah?" you reassure, and she nods. "good girl, all these tears just for me." you continue with the reassurance, praising her as your pussy throbs against her thigh at the sigh of her red eyes and nose. "you like when i cry?" ellie asks, out of breath, with the sweetest voice you've ever heard. "fuckin' love it." you smile and wipe her tears.

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rockstar vi touching herself to playboy model reader ♡

warnings: this is kind of part 2 to my first one, masturbation, fingering, brief mention of alcohol, vi is a loser, rec from anon, this is absolute ass and very short i'm sorry, i wrote this while sitting in the waiting room at the eye doctor, that's it i think.

｡･ﾟ･♡･ﾟ･｡ vi can't stop thinking about when she had the fortune association of meeting you. you're burned into her head like a branding, the image of how you looked that night, how you talked and carried yourself- she misses the taste of you when you were in that bathroom stall with her and holyfuckyou'renotreturninghercalls.

a brand new playboy magazine with you plasterered on the front cover had just come out and of course she bought it like a horny teenage boy as soon as she heard about it after playing a show. the famous rockstar herself wasn't even amusing the thought of what it'd look like if her fanbase saw her buying a porn magazine the same hour it came out. she just needed you.

she layed on her old leather couch the moment she got back to her apartment, limbs sprawled over it with empty bottles of alcohol on the coffee table in front of it. she was mindlessly flipping through the thin pages of the magazine, eyes boring into each image and deciding if it was worthy or not with the only true thought running through her head was seeing you.

her moans are mixed with the sound of nightime in la when she sees you after another flip of a page- the distant sounds of police sirens and cars honking and people walking on the cold streets the moment she flips a page and brings her free hand to quickly unzip her jeans and rub lazy circles on her clit.

you're on your knees, your bare ass in the air with your elbows propping you up, your only prop is your hair and the cherry red telephone you're holding to your ear.

she sees your familiar eyes on paper looking into hers like they did when the gleam of the blue lighting radiated down on the two of you when she met you in the same club she's been going back to every night ever since you haven't been returning her calls.

it's like you're taunting her, like you asked to hold a telephone and to look into the camera lense because you just knew that she'd see this, like you knew that she'd be touching herself to you.

she threw her head back on the armrest of the old leather while her eyes focused on your tits that were barely visible, instinctively spreading her legs apart almost as if you were there between them. she moans and her hole clenches around nothing at the thought, and all she can do is slip her fingers inside her and pump them as quick as possible.

the familiar sound of her pussy squelching and her moans filled her ears with her eyes focused on you, and they never had any plans of leaving whatsoever. she wants you to fuck her backstage before and after every show, to watch your tits bounce and hands grip at her biceps to stabilise yourself.

her back arched off her couch and her eyes roll to the back of her head at the thought, her heart shaped lips open in a moan when she pumps her fingers faster and her cum stains the inside of her jeans. she fucks herself through it, pretending it's you who's doing so. she's had sex with you before, right? she's not creepy for pretending you're fucking her when she looks at naked pictures of you.

later, she's walking through her apartment to reticently reach for the phone to call you for what felt like the most repeated thing she's done this week.

she hears the phone beep before it stops, her heart skipping like a loser at the realisation that you've answered.

"hi." she says over the phone, her voice sounding more sad than she'd ever like. "you haven't been answering my calls."

"i know, i'm sorry i ditched you. going to cancun for work." you explained.

"without me?"

"you can't come. it's for my work."

"i'll see you there. my and my buddies will find you." she spoke, and she knows you know who she is now. she knows you know that you're stuck with her.

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fwb!vi who held pride thinking she had seen all the panties you owned.

fwb!vi who was heartbroken when she found out that she hadn’t even scratched the surface. shock on her face when you explained you had certain ones you wore when you were alone, claiming vi didn’t need to see your “granny panties”.

fwb!vi who makes it her mission to ‘unlock’ all you panties like she was collecting pokémon cards or something. sneaking into your dorm to try and catch you off guard.

fwb!vi who gets all cocky each time she sees you’re wearing your so called “granny panties” knowing she’s just collected another for her score.

"these aren't even half bad." she snickers as she kisses up your thighs. her hands run over your underwear, pulling them off with ease. "how many more are you hiding from me?" she asks with a cocky grin. your breath hitches, knowing she was never going to let this go.

fwb!vi who has seen so many of your panties she's forgotten which ones she has and hasn't seen before. so she starts taking a picture every time before she tears them off and treats you how you deserve.

fwb!vi who eventually sees your entire collection of underwear. every single pair. and is absolutely filled with pride.

"and you said i wouldn't be able to do it." she rolled her eyes, fingers deep in your aching cunt. you can barely hear her, legs shaking with an intensity you've grown familiar with.

fwb!vi who finds it kind of boring now. don't get her wrong, the sex is great. but that excitement of wondering if she was gonna find a new pair of panties was missing. so what other choice did she have but to just buy you new panties?

"vi, why are we at victoria's secret?" you look at her with skepticism. she sported a smirk on her perfect lips. "get anything you want, babe. i'm buying." she reveals, enjoying the shock on your face. she could get used to this.

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⋆ texts w producer!ellie— tlou discord server

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just a blurb about vi begging to fuck you. nothing to see here.

“please? pleasepleaseplease-” and she’s suddenly on her knees, resting her chin on your leg as she stares up at you with her signature puppy eyes. she wasn't asking for much, truly! she was just so horny and it's been killing her all day, her cunt all swollen and leaky just from rubbing on the cotton fabric of her boxers :(

so now she's stuck here, pleading with you to relieve the ache. she was so wet it was genuinely painful, and you walking around the apartment in nothing but one of her tees and those lace panties that she hated (loved) certainly wasn't helping. she would make you feel so good! she swears, she would fuck you so well that your eyes would be stuck in the back of your head, pussy drooling and squelching and-

shit! this is exactly what she's talking about. god, please let her spread you-

you felt the hair on her arms stand up as you shifted lightly on the couch, making your shirt raise a bit higher in the process. you couldn't even bother to look at her, feigning indifference even though you felt your resistance cracking bit by bit. "nope."

vi's mind was racing, breath quickening as heart pulsed at a tempo far too fast for her liking. no no no no NO this was not fair- she just wants it so badly. she was spiraling, for fuck's sake. "c'mon, don't be like that baby. please. you can lay down on your tummy? don't you like that?" she subtly (well, subtly in her head) began to spread your legs and slot herself between them. just casually creeping her way to the prize just staring her in the face. "on your back? your side? fuuuckkk" sheesh, when did she become such a whiner?

you made the mistake of glancing down, finally being able to see her in all her pathetic glory. her eyes were shiny and blue, almost tear-filled, eyebrows drooping into a face that looked so comedically, so desperately, so arousingly sad.

and suddenly, you found yourself reminded of how she looked the last time you gave into her. the vision was permanently etched in your mind, completely tattooed in your memory bank. she was on her knees, just like this, except this time your cunt was actually in her mouth. she looked blissful, all bright eyed and bushy tailed as she suckled on your clit, spit carelessly flowing down her chin.

she had you there for hours, promising false allusions of a break but granting none, nails tearing into your hips whenever you tried to get up. granted, she was particularly starved that day, but that was still no reason for her to wreck you the way she did, clit so achy that even a cool breeze was enough to make you clench around nothing.

your panties began to dampen (against your will, mind you) and vi noticed immediately, head perking up when she picked up on your scent.

"see! she wants it too. just let me make you feel good, mommy."