serioustori

tori! ♱ bored femme ♱ obsessed with tlou2 ♱ medieval lesbian enthusiast

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summary: needy phone sex late at night with gymrat!abby, mutual masturbation, you crave her so bad :(

the sun grazes the soil beneath as you lay in bed, feeling engulfed by the empty void of your room. the thought of sleeping wiped away from your mind as you turn to your phone, reading a few of your texts with abby out of boredom, smiling to yourself as you come across a photo of her large arms flexing. you fixate on the way her biceps bulge, each vein wrapping itself beautifully against her freckled skin, and her carved abs so deliciously perfect, oh how you wish she was here.

the ongoing whirlwind of perverted wishes gradually gets worse in your mind, those thoughts taking over each limb as your fingers slowly crawl down your shorts, giving in to the ache that plummets deep inside. you begin pleasuring with a few subtle rotations around your clit, gazing repeatedly at the photo. it only takes a few minutes for you to grow frustrated, trying so desperately hard to get off.

soft whines accompanied the calming ambience of the quiet countryside out your barely opened window, as if nothing else existed, just you and the thought of abby’s thick fingers playing with your body, toying at the seams to tear you apart. abruptly, you feel your phone vibrating against the softness of your palm, groaning to yourself as you lazily open your eyes.

a phone call that reads abby’s name, your eyebrows furrow due to the interesting timing of her convenient intrusion. you answer the call, hearing her golden voice flowing inside the atmosphere, igniting that desire you’ve been venturing towards.

“hey baby”, you respond with an unsteady manner, hearing her bed creaking as she sighs, nearing to the conclusion she might be laying down, and surely tired from working out so hard.

“hey… ugh sorry for calling you this late, my back is just killin’ me right now”, she grumbles into the phone, her voice laced with exhaustion, yet so unaware of its own effect. you could only fantasize how she must look in this moment, her worn out body dripping a salty sweet essence you dream to further taste.

“well… I told you to stop wearing yourself out”, your voice wavers itself as your fingers continue its abuse, swishing a tiny bit faster at your needy clit. little to your knowledge, abby can hear every twitch that slips from your voice. her lips slowly curling upward as she decides to play with you, choosing her words meticulously, baiting you for more of those pretty sounds.

“you ok baby?” she rasps, asking in a dangerously low tone. she scratches her abs softly, silently counting down each second you take to respond, her ears lingering on the sound of your wetness.

“yeah… yeah just keep talking please”, you wouldn’t dare to trust your voice at this terribly vulnerable moment, but hearing her speak like this makes you so weak, not even attempting to be discreet anymore.

abby continues to let you in on information about her day, her late gym routine killing her back in the process. you circle faster around your clit, accidentally moaning at the burning sensation, cursing at the way abby chuckles from you.

“what’s goin on hm?, don’t lie to me” she demands firmly, her own thick fingers trailing down her pussy, encouraging you to answer in that small whiny voice of yours.

“huh? I’m fine baby please”, mumbling another whimper right against the phone, circling a little slower this time to maybe shut down abby’s suspicions, but you both know it’s too late.

“wait why’d you slow down? keep going for me baby”, she coos at you playfully. your pussy squelching even faster as you submit to her demand.

“I’m sorry… I just, I really need you right now”, you almost beg for her help. your vision hazy while still glued to the photo, analyzing the contours of her muscles, craving so heavily for your juices to drip down her forearm, already so close to the inescapable release you’ve been etching in.

“fuck, you’re makin me miss you even more” she lowers her boxers, her lips opening up to entrap her two fingers. she then pulls them out, a stretch of spit following behind her digits.

“cmon baby let me help you”, her sudden request leaving you a whiny mess, your soaked folds sloshing in tandem with hers. your eyes vastly weaken, crossing over as they fall back.

“fuck abby, mmh! I’m so close please please”, you begin to squeak out incoherent nonsense to the screen, vocalizing different scenarios you envision with her as your fingers dip repeatedly in and out of your sopping hole.

“god you sound so pretty, fuckin’ yourself just from my voice huh?” she groans, her own fingers soaked with arousal. your soft voice choking her senses, whispering curses to herself in response to the unabashed noises coming from your end, dicating to her how close you are.

“go ahead pretty girl, let it out with me baby”, her fingers curl inside aimlessly at her gummy walls, grunting viciously from the piercing pleasure. you moan out her name as you climax, your wet pussy so terribly loud through the phone, abby then erupts in response. the air now sucked from the caves of your lungs, panting out the weariness that coats your body.

“god abby that was…” you slowly breathe out, softly smiling from the rewarding satisfaction that you’ve been granted with.

fluff 🪵 ♱ smut 🍂

my masterlist!

abby

farm!abby coming back from work 🪵

putting you in a headlock 🍂

phone sex with gymrat!abby 🍂

ellie

farm!ellie playing guitar to calm your nerves 🪵

picnic date with ellie 🪵

pervy nerd!ellie invites you to her room 🍂

ellie comes back from work to cuddle you 🪵

knight!ellie drabble 🪵

a date with pervy ellie 🪵

ellie degrades you 🍂

jock!ellie is crushing on a pretty cheerleader 🪵

sitting on knight!ellie’s face 🍂

summary: you make your exploration through the woods out of boredom, only to find ellie lying upon the soil you so curiously step upon.

more knight!ellie and princess!reader, ellie is hurt, fluff towards the end

you walk towards the woodlands, it’s not far from the castle, but still far enough for a few concerned guards. the loud aroma of evergreen consumes you whole as you make your way through the gathered forest.

while stepping beside a couple of rabbits, the vibrant green surface beneath you has been tainted, thick droplets of red covering a stream of patches. suddenly the atmosphere surrounding you has fallen deeply ill.

you make the brave decision to follow the threatening path, your mind amping up each of your poor nerves with the feeling of eternal doom. the worst scenarios play within your brain like horror flicks, each one worse than the other.

yet despite knowing very well how fragile life can be for a princess with no real physical strength, you keep walking, fighting your own mind from the fable travesties.

nothing can really prepare for the scene upon your very eyes, darkened blood so thoroughly crusted amidst the gleaming silver. you rush closer to the fallen armor, almost recognizing each sliver of dirt ridden pale skin. hesitantly your fingertips graze upon the helmet, deciding to carefully ease it off.

the helmet abruptly drops against a rocky surface, the contact hurting your eardrums, but not as much as the sight of ellie’s face, almost lifeless beneath your warm touch.

you feel yourself perish internally, squishing the flesh of her cheek to maybe wake her up, nearly hurting her as you nudge harder, distress abusing itself throughout your lungs. you give up momentarily to carry her, the armor too heavy for your arms, but the adrenaline that fills your veins overwhelms every muscle, giving you the sudden power to carry her all the way to your room.

you tear apart her hefty armor, giving her bones air to breathe. leaving it torn across your polished wooden floor. tears begin to pour onto her bruised body, surprisingly, the wound left on her lower stomach isn’t deathly deep, you let a soft sigh of relief escape from your lips as you immediately tend to the wound.

ellie’s body now lies upon the warm marble surface of your bath, clean water caressing against her. the purple tapestry of skin still worries your soul as you scrub carefully. after her bath, you then lay her over the soft cushion of your large bed, gently holding her close to your body, caressing the valleys of freckles that decorate her now softly cleansed skin.

two hours pass, your limbs vulnerable as you reach a deep sleep with her in your arms. ellie begins to wake, her eyelids slowly cracking open as she views your sleeping form, feeling grateful that you somehow found her, yet deeply ashamed you did. she silently hisses as she tries to sit up, her body immediately falling back, giving in to the comfort of your heat. you hold her a little tighter, making her smile gently to herself.

summary: meetings can be so stressful as a princess, so you call your knight in shining armor to calm you down

knight!ellie, princess!reader, oral, you sit on her face, just smut 😸

you watch the clock ticking slowly, the soft mattress of your huge bed comforting your body as you anticipate her arrival. as you sit up to fix your hair, you hear a door knob slowly twisting open.

ellie appears wearing a slightly unbuttoned shirt, her eyes growing wide as her vision sneaks down to your pink lace bra, already craving to rip it off. she sits next to you in bed, knowing very well why you called her.

“you like my bra?, I wore it just for you”, forcing your chest a little more forward, you give her a better look at the delicate lace patterns. in reality her eyes stay focused on your nipples, her hand kneading your waist as she admires.

ellie nods while kissing you gently, her other hand gripping your neck as a way to pull you closer. while her lips lock with yours, she pulls each bra strap down, unhinging the back.

“hey I was excited to wear that”, you poke fun at her impatient manner, yet she doesn’t respond, instead she pulls you on her lap, deeply kissing your swollen lips. your arms wrap around her neck, relaxing into the kiss as you feel her hands squeezing your ass.

you both pull away out of breath, her mouth then sucking all over the soft skin of you neck, quickly leading further down to your bare chest.

“how was the meeting?”, she asks while softly licking your nipple, her tongue warm and addictive. she smirks when you whimper, sucking in your breast like it was the only pleasure on earth.

“It was super annoying, I needed you the whole time”, you then whine as you feel her biting softly, her eyes gleaming up at you.

“come sit on my face”, she demands, closely watching you move your limbs. she then lays her own body down and lightly presses down on your thighs as you sit.

“you’re so perfect for me you know that?”, she caresses your skin like treasury, viewing you as the goddess above her. you feel her fingers apply pressure to your needy clit, rubbing uncomfortably slow.

“please ellie… make me feel better”, you beg her without any shame, since you always feel free whenever she’s near, your savior.

“I got you, I’ll take care of you”, she quietly reassures you, eyeing the way your pussy already leaks out for her. gazing at it with pure hunger, her tongue aching to have a taste.

you moan softly as she licks inside, not even holding back to tease you. she kisses your pussy, lightly sucking your clit while her sage green eyes gaze up at you teasingly.

“this what you wanted princess?”, she holds your thighs firmly as you wine for her, begging her to never end. your body trembles within, unadulterated lust filling your bloodstream as you moan and writhe from her penetration.

“I’m so… so close ellie please”, every noise you squeal out causes her to almost faint, refusing to stop even for a breath or two. her freckled face remains flushed as you climax, swallowing every last drop of your soul.

you lay back next to her, endlessly panting, but she pulls you on top of her, the urge to absorb your body growing stronger. she rubs your waist as you catch your breath, quietly praising you. “I’m so tired now… you’re like a drug I swear”, you mumble against her warmth, hugging her tightly as a way of thanking her. she chuckles and kisses your forehead gently.

jock!ellie who taps her pencil against the cold surface of her desk, anxiously anticipating a new arrival. her eye lids blinking lazily as she watches the door, the sun just beginning to fully stand tall.

she almost flinches when she sees you appear in your perfectly fitted cheer outfit, immediately staring off to the side so you’ll never notice her obvious attraction towards you. the staggering aroma of vanilla forcing its way through ellie’s nostrils, ensuring the cage you trapped her in never unlocks.

ellie feels your precious body heat beside her limbs, her bones quivering at the very feeling. she subtly steals a look at your porcelain like skin, trying her very hardest to start working on the assignment due.

jock!ellie who stays in school after the bell rings, attempting to sneak into the gym room. she hastily makes her way through endless halls, the swarm of impatient students further agitating her as she walks, pushing each foot forward with persistence.

she finally makes her way inside the haven like gym room, her pretty angel standing near the bleachers, unaware of ellie’s obvious presence. she takes her seat near the middle, gazing at the beautiful scene playing ahead of her.

she finds you so delicate as you tie your shoelaces, you fingers winding both strings, she licks her lips as you get up and start your rehearsal, watching the way your body moves around the gym room, her eyes in awe as if you were dancing ballet, frolicking across the glossy floors with pure grace. when in reality, you’re simply jumping your limbs around praying you’re in sync with the rest of the girls.

as you continue the routine, your eyes steal a few glances at the bleachers, suddenly caught off guard when you catch ellie ogling you like some piece of meat. your brain dysfunctioning in an instant, feeling compelled to confront her.

after practice, ellie holds onto her backpack, planning to get out as quick as she can, yet it isn’t enough, not when you stop her from walking so abruptly. she flushes at the pretty sight of your face, her expression ridden with fear for reasons you are well aware of.

dom!ellie, sub!femreader, ellie is a little mean, no plot just smut, choking, fingering, some degrading

your lips grow swollen as she kisses you with pure impatience, almost biting you, as if she wants to consume you whole and feel your soul absorbed by her own.

her jagged fingers roaming around the sweet landscape of your skin. quiet streams of her prized touch, flowing through your arm, leaking rapidly onto you waist, now showering down your thigh.

her pupils dilate and you can barely recognize her, yet you admire every aspect of what’s being presented before your very eyes, her left hand mischievously resting against your shoulder, creeping like a sly cat to your neck.

she decides to let her thumb sit against your trembling throat, hearing the soft whimpers spill from you as she begins to rub your clit, your panties long gone. you never even cared to notice, too concentrated on the way her middle finger slides easily inside you.

ellie’s head leans closer to yours, taunting you with her cruel promises, “keep on makin those pretty noises… fuck” her palm brutally slamming your poor clit as she begins to shove another finger inside, your lungs losing its airway due the pollution of lust suffocating the atmosphere around the dimly lit bedroom.

she grunts aggressively against your ear each time you moan, as if she hasn’t fucked you for months. her pent up anger lashing out all over your sterling body, causing your hips to twitch with each rapid thrust.

“you like that huh? god you’re such a fuckin whore” she mutters under her breath, her hand sinking deeper around your neck, choking you out of your mind. tears flow across your cheeks from the painful stimulation you take in, she notices, using her tongue to lick the salty droplets, her hands too preoccupied to wipe them off.

“I… I’m fuck! so close, please” you managed spur out, your thighs magnetically attempting to stick together, she rolls her eyes, ripping her hand from your neck to unexpectedly slap your thigh. you cry out her name, the pain buzzing throughout.

“you’re gonna fucking behave yeah?”, she rasps out, trapping your thighs apart with her knees. your glazed eyes examine her furrowed face, intensely immersed by the way your pussy leaks out more slick for her fingers to soak up.

your hair wrapped around her other hand, feeling her harshly pulling you to her lips as her fingers piercingly curl inside, causing you to scream for her, your body aching as you climax uncontrollably.

summary: you and ellie go on a little date, slowly becoming more desperate for one another, fem!reader, make out session, fluff kinda.

you slip on a dark brown blouse, feeling a sense of uncertainty as you check yourself in the mirror, your long white lacy skirt almost touching the wooden floor. you step into you’re favorite brown leather boots, spraying some perfume around yourself as you walk outside, waiting for ellie.

ellie parks by your place, wearing a flannel shirt and baggy jeans, ruffling her hair a little in the rearview mirror. she exhales slowly, still mentally preparing to see you.

“hey els”, you greet her walking to the passengers side, waiting for her to unlock the door, she glances at your pretty face and flushes, hastily unlocking the door for you to get in.

“hello… um you look really pretty, I mean you always do but…” as she speaks to you, her eyes refuse to make any contact with yours, every move she makes guided by her nerves.

“thank you”, you hold her trembling hand, gazing at her own beauty, how her flushed pale skin grows more red by each second of your touch. ellie smiles back at you and starts up the car, driving out onto the road, trying her best to focus only on the everlasting road.

you look out to the ocean of greenery, the air crisp against your skin, remnant of all the roadtrips you went on as a child, holding those memories within your heart.

“how was getting ready?” you try to make some conversation, craving to hear that gruff voice of hers, each vocal chord wounding with a sense of dread and uncertainty.

“oh uh it was fine…”, her words were quick and simply vague to the imagination, you wonder how nervous she was, how long it took for her to prepare herself. your eyes urge her to continue, the cogs in her brain spinning for the right words to say.

“I was done pretty early, do I um… is this outfit good enough?”, she questions with a pint of shame filling her bloodstream, feeling a little underdressed compared to your seemingly effortless appearance. her stare sort of empty as she looks deep into your eyes, which confuses you, her gaze can be so intense yet she finds comfort in hiding, like you’re this intimidating presence. if anything ellie is the one to worry about, her silence is always a sort of mystery, yet the hunger inside her inevitably pools out. you can always tell when, and right now she seems to be no longer holding back, her slender fingers gripping the wheel as a form of her inner discipline.

“yeah you look really pretty, you don’t gotta worry about that”, you reassure her, purposefully in a sensual manner, she smirks at you slowly, the air around our bodies begging for more as you twitch from her gaze.

she parks the car, freeing you from the ongoing storm of unabashed lust. leaving you to remember the building in front of you, a lively Italian restaurant. the sheer reality of the real world gripping you with force as you both exit the vehicle, and begin to step inside the restaurant.

ellie mentions her name to the waitress as you take in the scenery, the scent of various Italian dishes teasing your appetite. you both follow the waitress to an empty table, sitting across from each other.

your fingertips absentmindedly tap the flat surface while scanning the menu, “what’re you thinkin of getting?, I’m definitely gonna get linguine”, the waitress nods while writing the order down.

“uh yeah I’ll have that too”, she replicates your order, mainly so she won’t spend too long choosing something herself. as the waitress walks away, ellie studies your face, your neck, the way that damned blouse fits against your pretty body. she craves to be alone with you, her perverted wishes ceasing to end. you pretend to be awfully unaware of this, refusing to let her win this battle of immortal tension.

you and ellie make conversion on the topic of her guitar playing ability, allegedly being very skilled. she gets all giggly from your playful manner as you tease her, unconsciously still preserving herself a little. her sage eyes reflecting some sort of life rather than the usual glare into the void of emptyness.

the time passes as conversation flows between the two of you like a soothing oceanic breeze. in your own dreamlike bubble as you both laugh like rebellious teens, you spy the waitress coming back with the linguine you’ve craved ever since you were greeted with the scent.

you happily spin your fork around the pasta, slurping up all the delectable flavors that stream into your mouth. ellie watches you with a fascinated look in her eye, fixated by the way your lips open, capturing in each noodle for you to chew on. she does the same but slowly, too focused on the way your tongue glides across your lips.

“ellie this is so good wow”, you say whilst shielding your mouth with your hand, your eyes bright from the simple joy of eating. ellie chuckles, agreeing with every word you say as you both continue to eat. from the corner of your eye, you catch ellie staring at you deeply, in such a way that almost concerns you, like she’s in some kind of hypnosis yet she refuses to ever wake.

after a few more minutes you both argue over the bill, but of course ellie insists, giving you a dangerous look after. you then walk out to the fresh air with her by your side, her warm hand greedily wrapped around yours.

as you both enter the car, you can already feel the heat radiating from her aching body, the sky already fallen beneath you two. soft moonlight illuminating each lightning like vein across her pale arms, you take it upon yourself to make some kind of first move, slowly tracing each vein with your finger, trying your best not to apply too much pressure, craving her depravity.

you make sure to look inside her deeply, her eyes tracking the movement of your pupils while quietly shaking from the tension. you lean your head a little further, your lips entrapping the soft skin under her jaw. immediately greeted with the sweet sound of her hushed whimpering.

various patches continue to form, your lips now starving for her. you settle yourself on her lap, her hands instinctively finding home against your waist.

“you’re so needy huh?” you tease her, hungrily kissing the flushed skin of her neck. you feel her pulling your hair softly, guiding you to her lips. her fingertips bruise your waist, the pain enticingly pleasurable.

a sensual entanglement between soft lips unfolds, ellie lightly sucking on your tongue making you moan softly. her jaw working overtime as she kisses you even deeper, completely lost inside your sweet mouth. you then pull away, a connected trail of spit slowly stretching from your lips.