𐙚 I know everybody here wants you𐙚
{ popular reader x junkie elliot }
{ ! } contains: smut in the SLIGHTEST, a party, mentions of stealing alcohol, weed .. etc
theres been a rumor about you and elliot supposedly seeing eachother, is it a rumor if its true? you’ve been hearing it for weeks now. whispers in hallways, girls leaning into each other at parties, maddy and your own friends friends giving you those looks when elliot walks past, half curious, half judgmental.
it doesn’t make sense to them. you, always put together, always surrounded by people, always the one everyone’s looking at. and him weird, awkward, distant, always a little too high or a little too gone.
rumors don’t start from nothing.
the party is loud, bodies packed too close together, music vibrating through your chest as you stand near the kitchen with maddy and the others. you barely hear what they’re saying. you can feel it that stare.
you glance up. elliot’s across the room, leaning against the wall smoking a joint , eyes locked on you. he doesn’t look away when you catch him. he just tilts his head slightly, like he’s studying you, like he’s trying to figure something out he already knows the answer to.
your heart does something weird. you look away first.
later, when the party starts thinning out, when people are either passed out or spilling into ubers, you slip outside. the air is cooler, quieter. it’s almost 2 am.
you wrap your arms around yourself, your short light pink dress riding up slightly against your thighs as you lean against the side of the house. your pearl necklace rests cold against your collarbone, catching the faint glow of the porch light.
you hear the door creak behind you.
you don’t have to turn to know it’s him. you can smell the weed and just feel his presence.
elliot steps closer, hands shoved in his pockets, eyes softer now but still fixed on you.
“i was gonna call an uber,” you shrug.
he shakes his head slightly. “i’ll take you.”
you hesitate. just for a second. then you nod.
his car smells faintly like smoke and something sweeter, something you don’t ask about. you notice it right away the cracked window on the passenger side, jagged lines running through the glass.
you trace it lightly with your fingers. “what happened?”
he glances over, one hand loose on the wheel.
“me, rue, and jules tried to steal from this liquor store,” he says casually, like it’s just another story. “guy didn’t like that too much.”
you huff out a quiet laugh, shaking your head. “of course you did.”
he smirks faintly, eyes back on the road.
after that, it goes quiet.
not awkward. just… still.
the kind of silence that feels heavy with things you’re not saying. streetlights pass over your skin in soft flashes, lighting up the pale pink of your dress, the shine of your necklace, the way your legs are crossed toward him without you realizing it.
a few blocks from your house, he slows down. then stops completely. the engine is still running.
you turn your head slightly. “elliot—”
he’s already looking at you.
there’s something different in his expression now. not distant. not detached. something sharper.
his jaw tightens as he exhales through his nose, eyes dragging over you like he’s trying not to.
“you know what’s fucked?” he mutters.
“everybody wants you.” his voice is low, almost bitter, like the words taste wrong coming out. “every guy in that house tonight” he cuts himself off, shaking his head.
you stay still, watching him.
“they all look at you like they already have you,” he continues, quieter now. “like it’s just a matter of time.”
his fingers tap once against the steering wheel before he looks back at you, really looks at you.
it’s not an accusation. not really. it sounds more like something he hates admitting.
you swallow, your hand tightening slightly in your lap. “why do you care?”
the question hangs there.
he laughs softly, but there’s no humor in it.
“i don’t,” he says quickly. too quickly.
another silence. heavier this time.
his eyes drop to your necklace, following the line of pearls around your throat before flicking back up to your face.
“you don’t belong to any of them,” he mutters, almost to himself.
your breath catches slightly.
“what? so i belong to you now?” you give him an expression mixed with annoyance and genuine curiosity.
“i didn’t say—“ you cut him off by unbuckling your seatbelt. and leaning in more towards him. he watches you cautiously. “i didn’t mean to upset you or—“ you roll your eyes and grab his face kissing him roughly.
when you pull back, his eyes are wide, his mouth still open.
he opens the car door and of course, he wasn’t even wearing a seatbelt.
he slams the door shut before opening your door grabbing your arm letting you out of his car your back hits the car, and he holds each side of your face with his hands and kisses you, rougher.
he opens the door of the backseat.
he pushes you inside gently.
“they can want you all they want,” he says, voice softer now, rougher. “doesn’t mean they get you.”
he slowly lowers top of your dress revealing the strapless lacy bra you were wearing.
he goes on top of you kissing the top of your breasts.
“elliot..” he pulls back to look at your face. his expression softens, “do you want me to stop? ill stop right now— i’m sorry i didn’t—“
you shake your head, “don’t stop.”
thats when that smirk came back on his face. he slowly lowers your dress till you’re just in your bra and underwear he tosses your dress to the front seat.
he trails kisses down your body, gently. his fingers hook into the lace scrap you called a “underwear” he pulls it off.
he lowers his head.. then you feel his tongue. you let out a soft whine. one of his hands were holding your leg from closing. the other caressing your lower stomach.
his mouth doing wonders your clit, sucking, kissing gently. his tongue moves around slowly, you feel a small inch of his nose make contact as well. the sounds are wet, the small sound of his groan before he kept going.
authors note: guys smut makes me feel so awkward to write i’m sorry you all had to go through reading 😅😅 i am not well with sexual writing because personally haven’t been involved that yet.
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