#🕰️ ⋆ birds and bees

[pearlcigs]

⋆ virgin!gf

ghost with a virgin!gf who taunts you with your virginity any chance he gets

ghost with a virgin!gf who only lets you cuddle with him when your panties are off but the second you rub against him for any kind of friction he's done

ghost with a virgin!gf who loves watching you try to get yourself off but you can't seem to get the hang of it

ghost with a virgin!gf who sits you on his thigh while he works and let's you 'discreetly' hump his thigh

ghost with a virgin!gf who jerks his leg to break your rhythm when he thinks you're getting too close

ghost with a virgin!gf who will lay you on the bed and strip you of all your clothes, blowing on your cunt to watch it flutter with need

ghost with a virgin!gf who lets you jerk his big cock off when you get him too worked up (especially right before a meeting)

könig with a virgin!gf who finds joy in feeling you squirm in bed next to him at night from how pent up he makes you

könig with a virgin!gf who will let you cup your hands around the bulge in his pants for no reason other to compare how little your hands are compared to his dick

könig with a virgin!gf who encourages you to wear revealing outfits and you do in hopes that he'll break and finally fuck you (he never does)

könig with a virgin!gf who really wants to take your virginity and him not being able to have sex with you is really hard for him but the teasing and edging pleasure he gets from making you wait is worth it

könig with a virgin!gf who will deadass just tell people you’re a virgin to embarrass you

könig with a virgin!gf who gets your hopes up by saying that he'll finally fuck you but the catch is he'll only fuck you anally

könig with a virgin!gf who loves watching you give him puppy dog eyes as you beg him for any kind of contact

first part (same person, just different blogs.)

@neoarchipelago @i-like-knives-n-stuff @angethehimbosimp @cvmcollecter @multy-fandom-lover @multistan-247 @lilwingedwolfy @thisuserisaninfpgirl @fatisll05

[pearlcigs]

⋆ make a woman out of me

christian!virgin!reader x ellie williams

summary ⋆ you swore to yourself you only longed for ellie in a platonic way, but as you get older you seem to realize just how pretty she really is.

warnings ⋆ 2.95k ⋆ smut, i might get cancelled 🤷‍♀️, reader (non penetrative) virginity loss, religious themes, ellie is 19, reader is 18, pastor's daughter!reader, mentions of homophobia, alludes to reader's parents being homophobic, ellie smokes weed, pet names (pretty girl, babe, honey, baby, good girl), cursing, first kiss, corruption, corruption kink, oral (r recieving)

time moved slowly within the parameters of jackson. the same familiar faces, day in and day out. though, it was comforting living in such a community. the horrors of the world beyond the walls that stood tall was something you rarely wanted to think about. it made you sick to your stomach to think of your friends, loved ones, even people you weren't particularly close with, outside of the safe walls, being face to face with whatever monsters marred the unhabitual world.

your parents were strict with religion, your father being the only self acclaimed paster that jackson has ever had to offer. there was never a time you could remember, even before finding refuge in the cozy town, where your parents weren't devout. vivid memories of your mother's fingers gliding over the cross necklace she wore around her neck when you would get in trouble. disappointed sighs and signs of the cross, begging the lord above for forgiveness, explaining to the sky you were too young to know what you've done was a sin.

the bible was followed closely in your home, and you obliged without caution. you prayed, attended your father's mass sessions in the tiny chapel just down the road where he preached the bible, wore the holy cross around your neck to show your devotion, you've read the old torn and withered bible you were so lucky to find front to back. religion was all you've ever known and you had found no reason to ever question the man who hung on your wooden walls, hanging from a cross with his hands and feed nailed to it like an animal. that was, until ellie.

"come on, don't you wanna jus' see what it feels like?" ellie teased, waving the joint in front of your face like a taunt. "no thank you." you replied, sitting at the foot of her bed, legs crossed, eyes wandering around her room. when ellie first came to jackson you were infatuated with her, dwindling it down to pure want but only of friendship. "good girl, that's what you say when someone offers you this shit." ellie moves the weed away from your face, inhaling it and then turning away to exhale the smoke away from you.

it started with just friendly smiles, offering to show her around and help her get to know everyone. she was wary of you. honestly, afraid of your friendly demeanor. people on the outside of the jackson walls were cruel and vicious, she thought, with no doubt in her mind, you were being friendly to lure her into some kind of trap. she danced around you with caution, keeping her distance but also decidingly giving you a chance. she quickly became fond of you, your personality, your looks. everything about you appealed to ellie and something about that made you proud, even more eager to befriend her.

the words 'good girl' ring from her mouth and you're not sure how to respond. was there even a proper response to your best friend calling you that? a simple nod was all you could come up with. watching her lips intently as she blew the smoke out of her lungs. your fingers came up to your neck, fiddling with the cross necklace around your neck, a habit passed down from your mother. ellie never paid much attention to your shy outlook on life. you were reserved and a part of her liked that she had so much of you to herself.

it wasn't until you were 17 that you finally came to terms with the fact that your infatuation was more than just a yearning to be her friend. tears of guilt streaming down your face in the confessional at the shoddy chapel, divider between you and the young volunteer who was ready to beg jesus to abolish your sins. "i'm a girl... and i like another girl." you sniffled, lowering the pitch of your voice instinctively so he wouldn't see past your anonymity. ache in your heart when silence was returned, until soft mutterings of a prayer, asking jesus to forgive your tainted heart.

ellie extended her arms behind her head, a small stretch that gave you big feelings. her shirt rode up, exposing the small of her stomach. you swallowed harshly, wondering why god would tempt you with something like this. a soft sigh emits from ellie's lips, flicking the almost finished joint into a nearby makeshift ashtray. another soft sigh falling from her perfect lips. intent eyes trying to be secretive of the no less then unholy thoughts that you were being tempted with.

ellie was put off at first by your fervent religion. her experiences were tainted, never having a good visual of what a healthy relationship with god looked like. she was unsure if you were going to try and convert her into some pious worshipper. you weren't secretive of your religion and that much was enough to make ellie suspicious. with time she realized you were different from the other religious people she's met. only bringing up your religion or anything to do with it when you were directly asked or if it was really important to speak about.

"whatchu lookin' at, pretty girl?" she chuckled as she noticed the way your eyes locked onto her, like if you looked away she'd be gone. it wasn't unusual for ellie to be flirty or to make casual remarks about how pretty you were. still, every time she did your cheeks were adorned in a rosy color. "just you, i guess. i dunno..." you answered back quickly, hoping that answer was enough to satisfy her eager curiosity. "yeah? just me? got something you wanna say to me?" she was just joking around, trying to get you riled up and flustered but you did have things you wanted to say to her.

"no." you answered, though you were sure she wasn't expecting an actual response. "no? yikes, babe, i'm hurt, thought we had somethin' real here." she smiled and you felt the butterflies in your stomach become tongue tied. one thing you loved about ellie above all things was her smile, how the skin around her eyes scrunched up just the tiniest bit, the apples of her cheeks becoming more prominent. everything about her smile made your head spin.

"els, i like you." the words slip out of your mouth before you could even process what was going on. her smile that coerced you to confess to her in the first place falters. "i'm sorry?" she questions, unsure if you meant what she thought you did. you had never said anything that led ellie to believe you were homophobic or that you thought all gay people were sinners like most of the older people who were religious in jackson did. but still she was careful to keep her sexuality from you, strongly assured you would take after your parents' stance on homosexuality.

"i... i don't know why i said that." you say, truthfully. mouth slightly agape and eyes widened with shock that you'd just outed yourself after years of trying to force down your feelings. there was a silence between the two of you. silence wasn't uncommon around each other, sometimes the both of you preferring to spend your time together quietly as a way to unwind after a treacherous day. but this silence was different than those times. ellies breath was caught in her throat, words jumbled on her tongue.

she only began reacting when she saw the panic on your face, followed by your eyes becoming glassy. "hey, hey. don't cry. it's okay." she comforted, sitting up and placing a hand on your knee. she wasn't good at comforting people, you were well aware of that. "i didn't mean to.." you admitted, voice timid and quiet, still uncertain to how she would react. "hey, it's okay, honey." the term of endearment sliding off her tongue like she was meant to call you that for the rest of your lives.

"i'm not mad." ellie affirms, her tone soft, knowing how afraid of other people's anger you are. another flash of silence emerges, just you and ellie staring at each other. neither of you knowing what to say. she pitied you, seeing how much you resented yourself. your bottom lip slotted between your teeth, biting hard enough to potentially draw blood. "don't do that..." she mutters, gently running her thumb over your partially chapped lips, pulling your bottom lip out of your teeth's grasp.

your breath hitches, a small shudder traveling up your spine. your eyes locked on hers, your heart beating loud enough for the whole world to hear. ellie's eyes flicker down to your lips and then back to your eyes. "i've liked you for a while." you admit, knowing there was no going back at this point. "oh, yeah?" her voice was low, some would even describe as seductive. her thumb still lingering on your bottom lip. "yeah." you whisper back, your eyes now flickering down to her lips.

ellie's hand moves to your jaw. her eyes flicking down to your lips one last time before she leans down and presses her lips against yours. her lips are soft, just like you had imagined. she seems skilled, like she knew what she was doing and what the end goal was. a small smile forming on her face as she realizes you have no idea what you're doing. “like this.” she mumbles against your lips acutely aware how clueless you were when it came to romance.

you follow her lead, doing your best to follow her lead. her free hand finding your waist, squeezing gently. you pull away, panting faintly. "i don't know.." you mumble, trailing off as ellie puts her lips back to yours. the hand that was on your jaw roaming to the back of your head, fingers getting tangled in your hair. "i know." ellie responds moments later, her lips brushing against your with each syllable. you couldn't comprehend what was happening, your mind going blank with ellie's lips on yours. she adored the way you looked at her. looking at her like you needed her.

she gently lays you back, grabbing the first pillow she could find and settling it under your head so you were comfortable. her thighs either side of your body, her body weight on top of you, giving you a cozy feeling you'd never experienced before. "you don't even know how long i've been wantin' to kiss your pretty lips..." she whispers, her bangs hanging in front of her face. you bring your hand up to her face, nervously tucking the hair behind her ear. "god, you're so fuckin'..." she stops, just taking a second to admire how alluring you looked under her.

her lips dip down to your neck, slowly biting and sucking on the skin. your breath hitches, a small whine pushing past your swollen lips. ellie groans against the skin of your neck. "make more of those pretty noises f'r me." she mumbles, hips rolling over yours, another whine spilling from you at the pleasurable feeling. ellie's kisses move away from your neck, down your body. trailing down your collarbone to your clothed chest to your stomach. her lips stop, hovering right above your pussy.

your heart was beating out of your chest, you back arching a little in anticipation. "how bad do you wan' it? tell me, baby. tell me how much you wan' me." she was totally and utterly obsessed with you, her mind becoming drunk by the thought of you— the mere sight of you. "p-please, els..." you mumbled, voice timid from embarrassment. it was partially expected though, you'd never done anything like this. "i want you..." it was simple but effective, making ellie go feral for you. "fuck—"

she lowers her lips to your pussy, kissing over the fabric of your shorts. watching her through hooded eyes, your pussy throbbing from her touch. "gonna eat this pussy s'good. show you what you've been missin' out on." she groans, the fabric of your shorts dampening as she trails her tongue over the sensitive area. ellie surprised herself, shocked that she was able to dirty talk to you so easily like this. your hips were writhing against the bed, more eager than you've ever been in your entire life. you felt dirty for wanting this, knowing that god was watching you become a total slut for ellie.

ellie's fingers hooked on your shorts, pulling them down slow as slow could be, chuckling as you whined. "ellie. ellie, please." you muttered, begging for her to hurry up. ellie's eyes rolled back, the sound of you begging getting her more aroused than she's ever been. no one's ever made her feel like this before. she was done with the teasing, if not for your sake but for hers. she pulled your shorts and underwear off swiftly, discarding them somewhere to find later.

her eyes locked on your bare pussy, fighting back a moan at the sight. "you've got me so fucked up, babe." she muttered, kissing around your thighs first. you were nervous, breath shallow and quick paced, hungry for ellie but embarrassed nevertheless. your voice was caught in your throat, blinking quickly as you watched ellie kiss all over your thighs. ellie looked up at you and you were able to see that she was just as nervous as you. "is this okay? you can tell me to stop." she sounded sincere, pushing aside her pure need to get your consent.

you nodded, not trusting your voice. "use your words like the good girl you are, yeah?" she's longing to just taste your glistening cunt. "yes— yes, els. 't's okay..." she doesn't waste another second after hearing your shaky voice, tongue urgently dipping between your wet folds. you moan at the contact, feeling like you were on cloud 9. ellie's tongue presses flat against your clit, your hand clamping over your mouth. moans being muffled as ellie savors the sweet noises your dripping cunt was making.

ellie wasn't fond of you muffling your perfect little sounds, wanting to hear just how good she could make you feel. "let me hear you. don't make me punish you.." you don't move your hand away from your sinful mouth. your free hand finds ellie's, interlocking your fingers which she gladly accepts. "c'mon, baby. let me hear you." she encourages once more, lips moving against you with ease, mixture of your wetness and her spit. but to her dismay, you still ignored her commands. her free hand sliding your shirt up your body to expose your breasts, you were never one to wear a bra. her hand kneading the supple flesh, thumb running over your nipple.

she licks a strip from your entrance to your clit, making your thighs shake with immense pleasure. "wanna be a brat?" she mumbles into your pussy, looking up at you through her eyelashes, staring you down as her tongue circles your clit. "what is it they make you do in confession? hail mary's? 5 of 'em, now. or i stop." she smirks, watching the look in your eye become more flustered by her request. you slowly move your hand away from your mouth, not wanting this pleasure to ever stop.

"h-hail mary, full of grace—" you cut yourself off with a moan, eyes squeezing shut as you lift your hips, pushing your cunt further into ellie's face. "get to ruin this pretty pussy." ellie groans. "keep goin'. don't stop." she aids you to continue, feeling your cunt flutter around her tongue. "the lord is with— is with thee..." you continue, stuttering through the words. "good girl, keep goin' f'r me. let me hear you." she continues to egg you on, talking into your pussy. her own moans mixing in with the sound of yours.

"blessed art thou— ellie, please..." you whine, squeezing her hand and throwing your head back into the pillow, back arching off the bed. "c'mon, pretty girl. blessed art thou..." you toes curl at her words and the feeling of her tongue teasing your entrance. "—amongst... amongst women..." you trail off, mind becoming to hazy to even remember the words to the prayer you've prayed everyday since you could talk. ellie smirked into your cunt, relishing in the feeling of being able to turn your mind into mush, being the only one able to turn your mind into mush.

your moans and whines became breathier and higher pitched with each flick of her tongue. your stomach twisting in an unfamiliar knot. "ah, ah, ellie—" your thighs trying to clench together and push her head away, the feeling becoming too much. "you're gonna cum, baby?" she spreads your legs wider, her only greedy want is to make pleasure wash over you. "ellie! ellie! ellie!" you chant her name, eyes rolling back as the pleasurable wave of your orgasm finally hits you, moans loud and unfiltered.

"there we go... yeah, nice an' easy. fuck." she mutters, tongue fucking you through your high until your writhing and pushing her off of you. her lips relocating to your thighs and slowly working their way up to your pelvic bone, soft kisses against your skin. "tasted so good, baby. best pussy i've ever had." she praises, eager to show you just how much you pleasured her even though you technically didn't make her cum. "els..." you whined, face flushed a rosy red. "yeah, baby. 'm right here." she leaves a trail of kisses up your body as she reaches your lips, leaving a soft peck to let you know she was here. "does this mean you like me too...?" you asked innocently. "are you serious?"

[pearlcigs]

thinking about ghost telling you to do something but you don't move a muscle. "what are ya doing, i just gave you a bloody order." his accent rings thick. "you didn't say simon says." you chime, trying your darndest to not burst into a puddle of laughter. if looks could kill, you'd be dead. when you realize he absolutely does not find this funny you're quickly standing up to go scurry off to do his request. but before you can, the buckle of his belt clinks against the prong. you swallow thickly, watching him pull the belt out of every single loop in one swift motion. "simon says bend over."

[pearlcigs]

https://www.tumblr.com/unapologeticlezzie/738906748347416576/ngl-if-im-eating-you-out-i-want-you-to-be?source=share

This with ellie

⋆ need you bad

dom!ellie

ellie's hands were pinning your hips down as her tongue abused your sopping hole. your hands were pulling at her hair one second and the next covering your mouth to hide your precious noises. and then in another second your hands were gripping the sheets under you and then once again, back in her hair. ellie had a smirk plastered on her lips, the pleasure she got from watching you become a total slut for her. her tongue was messily flicking at your clit, the noise of your slick and her saliva just further proving how needy both of you were.

your thighs were shaking at this point, your plethora of orgasms catching up to you rapidly. "el— ellie!" you moaned, hoping no one could hear how desperate you were for her mouth. "mmm, yes baby?" she answers, making sure she talks directly into your cunt. "d'ya need something?" she smiles up at you. she looks so pretty between your thighs, eating you like she'd never eat anything again. your breathing was jagged, chest rising in falling choppily. "please! please let me cum, mommy." ellie felt her face heat up, moaning softly but her tongue never faltering.

"fuck, babe." she groans, adding her fingers to the mix, fingering your tight hole with ease from how wet you were. your back arches of the bed, hips rolling trying to get every ounce of pleasure that you can. "yeah, baby. that's it, use my mouth." she mumbles, letting you practically grind on her face desperately. "need more, els.." you whine, selfishly wanting more even after all she's given you. but she's more than okay with giving you more. "oh, so greedy, baby."

sub!ellie

tears were practically building up in ellie's eyes. your hands hooked around her thighs, to keep her from trying to run away from the immense pleasure. your nose brushing into her clit with every movement, making her go crazy. "god, fuck, fuck. babe, fuck." she mumbles, with mixtures of whines, incoherently. her head thrown back as she rides your face, shaky hands tangled in your hair as she rolls her hips in synced time as your tongue fucked into her. her mind felt like it was going to mush as she looked at you under her, and you were already look up at her.

ellie would never admit how much she adored sitting on your face. she was too proud to admit that she would day dream about this all day, touching herself to the thought of sitting so prettily atop your face. ellie could feel her legs going weak as her impending orgasm approached. her mouth hung open, eyes shut tightly with moans falling from her pretty lips. her words were unintelligible, probably mumbling something about how good she felt or how close she was to cumming.

you smoothed over her thighs with your hands, comforting her as she finally cums in your mouth, slowing your movements but not stopping. she was whining, cunt pulsing with need and contentment at the same time. her hands were gripping your hair so tight you were surprised she wasn't pulling it out. her legs were shaking, threatening to give out on her, and of course you were being just the biggest jerk and overstimulating her. "fuck, fuck, fuck! gonna cum again if you don't stop." she chuckles half heartedly, but really you both wouldn't mind that.

[pearlcigs]

thinking ab how touchy ellie is in public i’m actually👹👹👹

like she’s js so casual ab it all the time that u can’t tell if she keeps gripping your waist bc she’s horny or if she js likes showing u off

either way ur fucking when u get home <3

⋆ impatient

ellie's hands squeezed your waist, totally unfazed by the room full of people. she had you sat on her lap, her hands never leaving your sides. her lips caressing the back of your neck. her eyes only set on you. you squirmed on her lap, the attention that she was showering you in felt like too much but she doesn't stop. your squirming only eggs her on if anything. "is something wrong, pretty girl?" ellie whispers into your neck. she just had to know exactly what she was doing, exactly how she was making you feel.

your eyes scanned around the room, seemingly and surprisingly no one was even paying attention to the two of you tucked away in the corner. you shake your head and her endeavors continue. her hands now slipping under the fabric of your loose fitted t-shirt. it was probably her shirt to be honest. her cold hands smoothed over your stomach, leaving you with shivers down your spine. you take a deep breath, squirming once again and giving ellie the satisfaction she was craving. but of course, her hands didn't stop at your stomach. they ventured futher, making their way to your tits.

ellie was keen on convincing you you didn't need a bra with this shirt and it was becoming abundantly clear as to why she protested so hard. you shifted in her lap, turning your head slightly to glare at her. she chuckles quietly, giving your breasts a small squeeze before returning them to your stomach, along with a kiss to your cheek. but the damage was already done. an ever growing wet spot was surely on your panties with absolutely no doubt in your mind. at this point, you weren't even sure if she was horny or if she just wanted to feel your skin under her hands.

her hands find their way out from under your shirt and to your hips, squeezing the flesh eagerly. she pulls you closer to her, your butt pressed directly against her. "ellie." you whispered, trying to speak in a tone that held authority but really it just came out as desperate. "yes, babe?" she answered you back in the same volume, her tone way more calm than yours was. "what are you doing?" you continued, thighs clenched tightly. "touching my girlfriend. what are you doing?" she answered once again. did she really have no clue at all what she was doing to you?

it took her all of 5 seconds to realize what was going on. her mind instantly plaguing with dirty thoughts. all the positions she could put you in, how loud she could make you. she wasted no time before having the both of you stand up, ushering you to the door with some half assed excuse as to why the two of you couldn't stay any longer. and you two don't even make it to the car before you're making out with each other, a hand down ellie's pants. in the elevator of all places.

[pearlcigs]

Hiii i rly liked how you wrote könig with virgin!reader. Do you think you could write when reader gets sick and tired of him not fucking her and then irritation turns into insecurity and she ends up asking him teary eyed why he won't fuck her? Do whatever you'd like for the rest if you choose to write it! Only if you're comfortable and want to ofc😚

⋆ in and out

thick tears slid down your face. "oh, schatz, why didn't you tell me?" könig comforted, running his big hands over your waist. you truly never meant for his playful teasing turn into insecurity. but at some point, enough was enough and it seemed to you were undesirable to him. he brought one of his hands to your face, dabbing your tears off your face with his thumb. "don't cry, liebling. how can i fix this?" he continued to try and comfort but it was no use. there was only one cure to this piteous feeling.

you sniffled, nervous to say anything. "do you not like me?" you deplore. "no, no, that's not the case." he frantically tried to reassure you. "just tell me how to fix this please, schatz." könig pleaded. he seemed so sympathetic, honestly really feeling sorry for making you think that you were undesirable in any way. "you're so perfect, i would love to take your virginity, taube." he continued. he watched as you perked up, sniffling with a nod.

seemingly happy with himself for getting the chance to make it up to you, he didn't waste any time. resting you on the bed gently, excited to finally be able to ruin you. he started out slow, gently kissing up your thighs to your stomach. but after he lifted your shirt off your perfect body, he lost all patience he might've had. he was still gentle, as he attacked your collarbones and neck and kisses and bites. the sound of your hushed noises doing just enough to make him utterly smitten.

"don't know why i waited this long to be this close to you, liebling." he mumbled, and though you never understood the names he called you, you couldn't help but get butterflies in your stomach every time he did. before you knew it, the rest of your clothes were discard, as were könig's. plenty of unrighteous thoughts plagued your mind at the sight of him. you'd seen him indecent before but never right before he was finally going to take your virginity.

he looked somehow bigger as he hovered over you. strong arms barricading each side of your body, keeping you caged in, protected. "let me know if i hurt you, please." he prompted. finally, after so long of waiting, he slid into you, slow and gentle. whines and moan emitted from both of you. this was long overdo. "oh, fuck— s'tight, schatz." he stammered into the crevice of your neck. leaving soft kisses as he let you adjust to his length.

he thrusted in and out of you slowly, watching the pleasure on your face with such intensity. he wished he would never forget the sight of you. the way you looked enough to make any man think he was in heaven. and this was all and only for him. you held onto him tightly, hugging him closer to your naked body. "feels s'good, könig." you moaned. he brough his hand up to wipe the remainder of your tears, kissing the tip of your reddened nose. "never cry again, hübscher schatz."

[pearlcigs]

ellie with dacryphillia PLEASEEE

⋆ salty tears — tlou discord server

ellie's soft lips were leaving kisses all over your face, her lips becoming wet from your tears. "why're you crying, baby? hm? does it feel that good?" she teased, looking away from your beautiful teary eyes and down at her fingers pumping into your tight pussy. her pupils were large, practically covering every possible green hue in her irises. cocky look on her face, bottom lip slotted between her teeth. "you're so wet f'r me." she tries to tease but her whiny voice lets you know her boxers are probably soaked.

"ellie— please." you whined, back arching off the sheets. tears continued to run down your face. ellie's gaze finally reached back to your face and spare hand reached towards your face, her thumb wiping the tears off your hot cheeks. "poor baby..." she faux pouted. "look at all these tears." she kissed the tip of your nose. her teasing words and cocky demeanor only heightened the intensity of the moment. you couldn't help but whimper at the overwhelming pleasure that Ellie was giving you. her touch both tender and demanding, making your tears fall all the more quickly.

"el— el, please." you pleaded again, sniffling softly and licking your lips as the salty tears fall down your face. her fingers didn't falter in abusing your tight cunt as she leaned down to kiss your salty lips. "shh, baby," she whispered huskily, her breath hot against your skin. "just let go and feel it. trust me, i got you." she spoke so calmly despite how much adrenaline was running through her body. your grinded down on her fingers, trying to feel as much of her as you could. "yeah, just like that." she praised as she intently watched you fuck yourself with her fingers.

your fingers wrap around her wrist, greedily trying to get her to give you more. she was in awe, listening to you cry with each thrust. "fuck— you're such a good girl." she swallowed harshly, her free hand moving away from your face and cupping her own pussy, rubbing her clit through her boxers. the sight of you unraveling beneath her, your cries mixing with the sounds of her fingers sliding in and out of you, was intoxicating. "c'mon, baby, just cum f'r me." she murmured.

her lips trail along your jawline as she increased the pace of her movements, driving you closer to the edge. your body responded eagerly to her touch, your hips lifting to meet her thrusts. you were moments away from your long awaited and well deserved orgasm. "ellie, ellie, oh god. ellie." you whined, your wet eyelashes fluttering as your finally come undone on ellie's fingers. "yeah, there we go. look at you, baby." ellie moaned, entranced by the sight of you cumming just for her.

[pearlcigs]

⋆ french girl

“have you ever seen titanic?” you asked, toying with the hem of ellie’s shirt. “yeah, why?” ellie’s eyes were closed, hand under her head, serving as a makeshift pillow even though she was laying on two already. “y’know that one scene? where jack draws rose.” you voice, inching your body closer to her. “the one where rose gets naked and asks jack to draw her like one of his french girls? yeah i’m familiar.” ellie chuckles, unsure of where you could be going with this. “watched that scene more times than i care to admit.” she continued, eyes opening to look down at you, your head laying on her chest. “draw me like one of your french girls, ellie.”

the off white colored sheets were now wrinkled under your nude body. the flesh of your skin plush against the cool fabric that was quickly warming up due to your body heat. nerves coursed through each one of your blood vessels, taking deep breaths and rubbing your thighs together. you hadn’t expected your fantasy to get this far. posed like a doll, afraid to move and ruin the whole image, though ellie wasn't too concerned. she had your body in this position memorized, each perfect imperfection on your body engraved in her mind. she didn't think she could forget, even if she tried.

the sharp sound of her pencil scratching the paper put you somewhat at ease. the melodic sound making you eager to see what your girlfriend's artistic abilities would bring this time. your chest heaving with each breath, though it felt like you couldn't get enough air. "you're doin' great, babe." ellie praised, tongue poking out her mouth just slightly as a form of concentration. her pencil drew every one of your curves. verbatim on the paper to what she was looking at with her own eyes.

“why don’t you spread your legs a lil’?” she asked, it was innocent, truthfully. she wanted to make sure this drawing was perfect, from each stroke down to the pose. your face heated up, bottom lip slotting between your teeth at her vulgar yet seemingly sweet request. “els,” you giggle, gently trying to inform her of what her words meant to you. ellie looked up at you upon hearing the serenade of your voice calling for her. “hm?” the scratching of the pencil slowing to a stop.

just looking at you and how flustered you suddenly looked, she realized just what she said. a light pink pigment blushing over her freckled cheeks. “i mean, ‘course only if you want to.” she tries to correct her mistake, though she’s not entirely sure if it was a mistake to correct— or even a mistake at all. “like this?” you mumble with bated breath, spreading your plush thighs apart just enough to let ellie see the start of your glistening cunt. she stares intently for a minute, trying to hold herself back from dropping her art supplies and crawling onto the bed to pleasure you the way you deserve.

“you look even prettier than rose.” she comments, offhandedly, as she returns her attention to the almost finished sketch. “can i see, els?” your voice is sweet, but full of eagerness. “you gotta wait till it’s done, babe. be patient.” she smiles with a cocky grin, liking the fact that even for just right now she’s the only one who’s ever seen this drawing. it prided her in more ways that one for reasons she couldn’t explain. “but ‘m not patient.” you complained, voice a borderline whine. “oh, trust me. i am well aware of that.” she shakes her head with a small laugh. “i’m almost done, alright? just hang on, baby.”

the few minutes it took her to finish the drawing of you that you were excited to see felt like hours. your body felt stiff, like you were turning into a statue to be a piece of art forever. ellie smudges a few of the harsh lines with her finger before putting her pencil down for the final time. she savors the feeling. of what? she’s not sure. “ready?” she asks, looking up at you and you’re already sitting up, enabling her to see more of your perfect body. she walks over to the bed, sitting next to you and somehow fighting back every erotic thought she had about you flipping the paper to finally show you.

you take in every sharp line that the pencil, that ellie claims is her lucky pencil, made. you looked at it so intensely that ellie thought maybe you didn’t like it, until you smiled. “you’re so talented, ellie.” you complimented, heart fluttering with adoration. ellie took the praise with a grain of salt, blush painting her bashful face. “couldn’t’ve made something this beautiful without the perfect muse.” she deflects, goofy grin on her face. ogling shamelessly at you body. she places the finished art piece on your night stand, hands caressing you body with a soft kiss to your lips. “come ‘ere, ‘french girl’.”

[pearlcigs]

https://www.tumblr.com/uselessbutchlesbian/740278684175433728/the-butch-urge-to-lick-a-femmes-pussy-and-fuck

This with Abby

⋆ french kissing

the smell of sweat and sex filled the room. abby had been teasing you for hours, kissing all around your lower half, pressing her chapped lips delicately over your swollen bud. darting her tongue out to swirl around your clit, looking up at you with half lidded eyes. you were a mess, she was treating you so well, spending hours between your legs but you wanted more. "p-please. please, abs. need— need more." you greedily whined, fingertips and knuckles turning white from how hard you were gripping onto the sheets under you.

abby chuckles, pressing another soft, cruel kiss on your drooling cunt. "of course, baby. how could i leave my girl hanging?" her tone was teasing. she was teasing you. even if you wanted to protest, beg her to be nice, you couldn't. you were too choked up by your own moans. you just wanted her to fuck you, lead you to your release of ecstasy. "abby." you whine, though it's barely intelligible. "i know, baby. i'm being just so so mean right now." she faux pouts, mocking the pout that occupied your mouth.

she tries to hide her laugh as you whine again. "alright, alright. you've been such a good girl. yeah? i think you deserve to cum, hm?" you're instantly nodding, pushing your hips closer to her face. her hands are grabbing your thighs again, squeezing them tight as she pulls you closer to her. she looks up at you as she kitten licks your clit just to watch you squirm. then, finally, after hours of what felt like endless teasing, her tongue starts to fuck your sopping hole. one of your hands releases the bundle of sheet you had in your hand and clasps over your mouth. your eyes rolls back, you felt like you were seeing stars.

abby couldn't help but smirk at the sight of you. she loved when you were like this, totally and utterly under her control. you'd do anything to cum right now, and abby would be lying if she said she didn't love taking advantage of that. "look at me." abby mumbles into your cunt, requesting that you keep eye contact with her as she tongue fucks you. you do your best to listen to her command, haphazardly moving your eyes to look between your thighs, meeting abby's eyes. she looked so pretty, her cheeks flushed, though not as much as yours. and her hair was disheveled, wispy pieces falling out of her (once) perfectly tucked braid.

abby could feel your walls clenching around her tongue, signaling her to fuck her tongue into your faster. your whole body was hot and your moans were spilling through the hand you had over your mouth. your eyes never left abby's, trying to be the best girl you could be for her. your moans and whines got louder as you could feel yourself right on the edge of one of the best orgasms on your life. abby rubbed your thighs as you finally came, eyes rolling in the back of your head, thighs shaking, and the only thing you could say was abby's name. "sh, sh, sh.. good girl.." abby quietly praised as she fucked your through your orgasm.

[pearlcigs]

⋆ light me up

fem!reader x ellie williams

summary ⋆ ellie decides she wants to be festive this holiday. and what better way to do that than some christmas sex?

warnings ⋆ 1.43k ⋆ smut, nipple play, pet names (mama, baby, pouty princess, good girl), fingering, strap (r receiving), missionary, bondage, bondage with an item that should not be used for bondage, doggy/face down-ass up, minor praise

the brittle winter cold was somehow making its way through the cracks of the window. small goosebumps dotting your bare skin. the blankets around the bed were scrunched up in the corner, shoved aside when ellie decided that making out on the small, cramped couch wasn't really doing it for her. black and purple love marks starting to form on your soft skin from ellie's passionate kisses. her hands slid all over your body, carefully removing each piece of clothing from your sublime body. her lips left no part of you untouched, unkissed. savoring each and every kiss on your skin like her very own christmas present that you got just for her.

her fingertips dug into the fat of your hips, gripping onto you like her life depended on it. clutching you impossibly closer to her tacky body, sweat starting to bedew her body despite how cold the air of the night was. your head was thrown back against a pillow that probably hadn't been washed since last christmas, but that was a problem for you to worry about later. as ellie decorated your body with amiable kisses, she detached her hand from your hip for a moment to pinch your perky nipple in between her index and thumb. a smirk on her face as your back arches from her touch. 

"yeah? you like that, mama?" ellie's voice sounds like a mixture of pride and some kind a praise. almost as if she was telling you how good you were doing by simply just enjoying the pleasure she was so graciously giving you. "mhm. more, ellie, please." you beg, addicted to her touch and craving more. the space between your legs feeling neglected by the beautiful auburn girl that seemed so close but so far away from giving you the pure bliss that you craved. "oh yeah? you want more, baby?" she smirks with a teasing tone but she decides to be nice. after all, it is christmas.

the hand that rested on your hip was now moved to your sopping entrance. her thumb firmly presses against your clit, making you jolt from the sudden pleasure of ellie's enticing fingers. "like this?" she smiles dumbly at you, knowing more than enough that this was exactly what you wanted, exactly what you were longing for. "oh, god, ellie. yes, please more." your words were starting to slur, your eyes starting to close and your hips starting to grind down on her hind, seeking out the addictive feeling. she chuckled softly, admiring the way you seemed so desperate for her to do to you as she pleased.

she decided not to tease too much, feeling festive and giving you a well-deserved break for the holidays. she wets her middle finger and ring finger with her saliva, bringing them down to your already drenched hole, fingers sliding into you with ease. you moan, though you'd just felt the way ellie's fingers filled you so prefect the night before, it felt like a lifetime since the to-die-for feeling. without a doubt, your back arched off the bed, the cotton sheets sticking to your clammy skin. the sight of you doing wonders for ellie, making her more aroused by the second. 

her fingers thrust into your cunt sloppily, creating slick noises that sounded downright pornographic. and if you weren't so busy moaning and rolling your eyes back, maybe you would have cared. but the thought of someone hearing you didn't cross either of your minds, too immersed in each other to even care. "y'like fucking yourself on my fingers?" ellie teased, watching you squirm your hips to try and get as much of her fingers inside of you as you could. "fuck—" she mutters on her breath, admiring how pretty your body looks underneath the shoddy christmas lights hung on her headboard. per request of you, of course.

her thumb rubbed your clit slowly, chuckling as you whine. grabbing her wrist to try and make her go faster. "impatient much?" ellie taunted, but of course, giving into your every need and rubbing the sensitive bud to your liking. as much as ellie was teasing you about being impatient, she was becoming rather eager herself. she could never get enough of you. everything about you made her pussy throb. the way you writhed against the bedsheets, the way you moaned, the way your body looked. she wouldn't last much longer without feeling your pussy clench around her strap, she knew that for sure. 

much to your dismay, she takes her fingers away, licking off any residue you left. as if on cue, you whine, now deprived of the pleasure and now replaced with the feeling of emptiness. "ellie." you whine with a frown, unsure of why she would be so mean to you. especially on christmas! "hold your horses, babe." she chuckles, leaning over to grab the strap that was hidden in the depths of the drawer in her nightstand. you were so needy, too needy to even keep your hands off her for more than a second. your lips find her neck, nipping at the flesh as she fumbled around in the drawer.

"y'that horny, huh?" she jokes, but the way she swallows nervously tells you she wants you just as badly. the time between when she leans back and you lose contact with her skin and she's suddenly rubbing your clit with the tip of her strap seems like a blur. a low moan leaves ellie's lips as she collects your slick. her boxers were now off and your hands clawed at the ragged sports bra she was wearing, silently begging for her to take it off. "hey, hey, keep your hands to yourself." she jokes, taking both of your wrists in her hand and pinning them above your head. 

you whine at her seemingly cruel demand, wanting nothing more than to feel her soft boobs between your fingers or rub her achy clit. "that's not fair." you frown, but try your best to listen to her regardless. "sh, sh, sh, pouty princess. let me make it up to you." she offers a cheeky smile before guiding the plastic cock into your needy hole. you both let out a string of moans, basking in the feeling of being so intimate with each other. she starts thrusting slowly, letting you get used to the stretch even though you've done this hundreds of times before. she leans down, kissing your jaw and neck, like it was her prize.

her thrusts got harder and faster, unable to contain herself from ravaging you fully. your mind slipped off the request she made only a few minutes earlier, your hands finding her hair, fingers tangling through the half up half down hairdo she frequented. you pulled the strands, biting your lip to try not to scream and pleasure from how deep she was fucking you. "thought i told you to keep your hands to yourself, hm?" she mutters, giving you one chance to listen to her before she made you 'pay' for it. though, you were so busy relishing in how deep ellie's strap was that you didn't care to pay attention.

she tsked at your disobedience, looking around for an object that she couldn't seem to find. "fuck it." she mumbled under her breath to herself, pulling out of you and grabbing the christmas lights that were around her headboard, pulling them and bunching them up in her hands. "c'mon, mama, you know what to do. ass up f'r me." you obliged through your haziness, adjusting your position, excited yet terrified for what ellie was planning on doing. you rested your face on the pillow the back of your head was once resting on and suddenly you could feel your arms be yanked behind you and the warm string of lights could be felt around your wrists.  

"gotta learn to listen." she mutters, now laughing quietly to herself at the position she's put you in. but her amusement doesn't last long, quickly returning to her rightful spot in your pussy. "look at you, bein' all festive." she smirks as she fucks into you like there's no tomorrow. she leans down and gives you a quick kiss on the back of your head for being such a good sport. "good girl. takin' my cock s'well and puttin' up with my stupid shit." she continues, talking over the sound of your moans. you try to say something back, something snarky ellie presumes, but the only thing that leaves your mouth are incoherent babbles. "mhm, totally agree. just shut up an' let me fuck you."

im a little late but it's the thought that counts, merry christmas !!

[pearlcigs]

⋆ hair tie

you squirmed and your hips rolled subconsciously, a light tug on your hair. "stop movin' s'much, jeez." abby complained with a cocky smirk, her fingers creating a woven pattern in the locks of your hair to mimic the one she wore frequently. though, of course, there was a twist to abby offering to tie back your hair. a smirk on her face as she brings up the catch of the deal. and now you were sat on her lap, dripping cunt clenching around her strap as you tried your hardest to sit still. "abby..." you whined, pout plastered on your face.

"hm? yes, baby?" she acted oblivious to what you wanted. she knew, even if she couldn't feel your wetness that was starting to pool on her thighs she would've known. you desperately groaned, knowing you were just feeding into her massive ego. "you're being mean." you felt another tug at your hair, lolling your head back. "stop movin'." she reminds as if she wasn't the one who just pulled your hair. you let out an exasperated gasp, rolling your eyes, almost forgetting about how full her strap made you feel.

but of course, abby was abby. so she couldn't let you off the hook that easily. her hips jutted into the plush of you ass, shoving the tip of the strap further into your abused cunt. you let out a pleasurable cry, mouth opening into an 'o' shape. she chuckles, clearly amused at how worked up she's gotten you. "elastic, please." she says in a faux sweet tone, holding out her hand for the hair tie around your wrist. she was so mean to you. not even giving you a second to recoup after the immense pleasure she gave you before demanding something from you.

she's clicks her tongue, biting back from anymore laughter. "any day now." she continues to tease, enjoying the way you're squirming in her lap. she adored how quickly she could turn your mind to mush with so little effort. you lazily pull the hair tie off your wrist and dropping it into her hand and she's quick to tie the braid up. she kisses the back of your head once she's done and you lean your head against her shoulder, hips rolling, fucking yourself slowly on her strap. "there you go, pretty girl. now your hair's all outta your pretty face."

[pearlcigs]

Hello! I'm from the reader of your vrigin!gf. Can you please do that again but with Price, Graves, and Gaz please 🙏🥺🥺

⋆ virgin!gf - atm i don't write for graves (i know nothing about him)

price with a virgin!gf who takes pride in knowing when he finally decides to go to the next level with you, he'll be the only who's ever abused you tight pussy

price with a virgin!gf who takes his time to run his hands all over your body in the morning as you get ready for the day, he loves watching the goosebumps form on your skin ⋆

price with a virgin!gf who sets you on his lap as he does paperwork, cunt pressed against his knee, sometimes he'll even bounce his leg to hear your desperate whines

price with a virgin!gf who kisses your thighs and hips while he gently teases your clit

price with a virgin!gf who bends you over his desk whenever, kneading your ass, snapping your panties against your pussy, leaving bite marks on your ass

price with a virgin!gf who watches you masturbate in bed next to him while he reads some newspaper, squeezing your thigh to calm you down after too

price with a virgin!gf who has lewd fantasies and a considerable amount of wet dreams of you sucking his cock while you beg for him to fuck you

gaz with a virgin!gf who was shocked to find out such a hot person like you was still a virgin (but definitely enjoyed the fact he had you all to himself)

gaz with a virgin!gf who kisses your cunt over your thin panties and talks to your pussy, asking things like 'why're you so needy, hm?'

gaz with a virgin!gf who pushes your panties to the side and leaves hickeys on your bikini line

gaz with a virgin!gf who makes you grind against random objects when you tell him how horny you are, i.e. a table corner, pillow, couch arm rest (and watches of course)

gaz with a virgin!gf who loves to fuck your titties after weeks of edging himself to you

gaz with a virgin!gf who takes every opportunity he gets to listen to you beg for him desperately

gaz with a virgin!gf who jerks off with your panties and teases you with the fact that your panties have been fucked by him before you have

first part , second part

[pearlcigs]

⋆ spank me!

her calloused hands were gentle on the irritated skin. soothing over the red imprints of her handprint plastered on you ass from the ruthless amount of times she's spanked you. kneading the fatty flesh, watching the fat tears roll down your puffed out cheeks. "learn your lesson, baby?" she mutters, fixing the waist band of your underwear, smoothing out any wrinkles she could find on the small fabric. you let out a quiet "humph", not wanting to admit to her that you were even being a brat in the first place.

ellie rolled her eyes at your stubbornness, unwavering her stern attitude. her hand raised again, clashing down just as fast on your supple ass. a soft whimper leaves your lips, another set of tears burning down your face. you wanted to be tough, continue with the bratty act just to spite ellie but the sting on your ass was starting to be unbearable. "okay! 'm sorry, el... i learned my lesson, 'm sorry! no more, please, no more." you cried, begging her to stop, despite how wet it made you in the beginning. "aw, poor baby." ellie mocks, quickly moving to sooth the scarlet marks to try and numb most, if not all, of the pain.

you frowned. ellie's teasing was what got you in this position in the first place. your frown didn't go unnoticed. she chuckled to herself before helping you sit up, and helping you lay on the bed. she lays next to you, her hand resuming it's position on your ass. her lips are covering your faces in kisses. "did so good f'r me, mama." she praises in a low voice, her hand inconspicuously moving from your ass to your cunt, rubbing your core through your soaked underwear. your eyes were closed, cuddling into her and letting her slid your panties off, whimpering at the cold breeze.

"sh, sh, sh, baby. lemme make it up to you." she smiles, kissing the corner of your mouth, middle finger circling your clit with ease. you hide your face in her neck, soft moans projecting into her ear. "shouldn't even be rewardin' you right now." she mutters, admiring the sight of you. "i said sorry, el..." you whined, hoping she wouldn't take the pleasure away. "i know, honey. you're so, so sorry, aren't you?" you nodded at her words. they weren't cruel but the tone of her voice suggested otherwise. "bet you think it's all my fault that you were bein' a brat, hm?" you don't respond to that one which earns you a slight pinch to your clit. "what am i gonna do with you?" she sighs with a chuckle.

I NEED ELLIE TO SPANK ME SO BAD OH MY GOD RANDJDKIS

[pearlcigs]

i love ur x virgin!reader scrubbles they are so so well written

could i request more on price?? hope that's okay -🎀

⋆ evidently

goosebumps form on your frigid skin. eyes locked on the man behind you in the mirror. attentive eyes on his hands. his hands that were on your body. the outfit you chose the night before hanging on the closet door, yet to have put it on. john was somehow perfect at being a distraction. "are you gettin' cold, doll?" his voice rings heavy in your ear, neck bent down to whisper perfect serenades to send shivers down your spine. his fingertips caress the hem of your underwear, slotting his fingers under the fabric ever so slightly.

his hands were warm compared to your skin. cheeky smirk resting on his lips. "do i need to warm ya up?" for a split second you think he means it, think he's finally going to give into you and ruin you once and for all. you nod, eagerly and the smirk on john's face tells you that he wouldn't give in that easily. his hands slide over your body, from the hem of your panties, over your stomach, over your breasts, to your shoulders. "well, then, that's just what i'll do." he kisses the top of your head, giving your shoulders a nice squeeze before removing his hands from your body altogether.

he reaches forward, pulling the hanger full of your ready to wear clothes off of the door. he slides the top you picked out off the hanger, rehanging the clothes on the door. his hands stretch the shirt out to fit it over your head without ruining your hair. he gently dresses you in the shirt, slight pout on your face from getting your hopes up. "what are you pouting for, princess?" he smooths out the wrinkles on the piece of clothing. his smirk never faltering.

"john." you whine, making your disappointment quite clear. "quit your whining." he whispers, his hand gliding from your shirt down to your pussy, cupping it over your underwear to feel the heat that he's created. "i would've though you've learned by now." he chuckles, grip firm on your cunt, desperation reeking from your body. every morning was the same, he was right. you should have learned by now. all he was, was a mean ol' teaser.

[pearlcigs]

Skipping back into your inbox to drop a Simon thought. <3

He gets suuuper horny in the mornings. Baby boy does NOT last five seconds when he grinds into you in the kitchen.

-verbatim (Vee)

im so on board with this

he wakes up and tries his best to ignore it so he doesn't have to bother you but then he sees you in the kicthen using one of his tea mugs and reading a cute little book while leaning against the counter and he can't help himself anymore

he just needs to feel you against him so he does exactly that, sneaking up behind you and pressing his achy cock into your ass with small groans

"morning lovie, how do ya feel about cock for breakfast?"

[pearlcigs]

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