ellie x coworker!reader

ellie gets off on the thought of you, inspired by picture you by chappell roan 🫣

ellie felt silly, her little nightly ritual something she had become so used to. if anyone found out, she would be mortified however, and the thought of you finding out made her stomach turn. she got home, sighing after a long day at work. she threw her keys on the counter, dropping her bag in the chair it usually sat on. she kicked off her shoes, heading towards the bedroom.

she had been especially pent up today, seeing you at work dressed in those tight clothes, making her have to clench her thighs every time you were near. she let out another sigh as she plopped on her bed, quickly kicking her jeans off. she didn’t even waste time to slip off her boxers, her hand moving underneath the fabric. she felt one finger slide right in, already wet from earlier. she felt her cheeks get hot, sliding in another. she brought her other hand under her shirt, sighing as she grabbed her nipple, twisting the skin tightly. she cupped her breast, giving it a soft squeeze.

she rocked her hips against her own fingers, imagining what it would feel like if they were yours. would they reach far enough to hit that perfect spot? were they as long and slender as they looked? how many would be able to fit in her? her thoughts were interrupted as she let out a soft moan, removing her fingers to stick them on her clit, rubbing at a quick pace.

she pictured you in her head, imagined you kissing and sucking at her neck. your soft lips wrapped around her strap. the way she’d bend you over, her hands wrapped around your ass as she fucked you dumb. she let out another quick moan, throwing her head back as she felt that familiar pressure building up in her stomach.

she couldn’t help as your name fell past her lips, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. she shook for a second, her face all fucked out, her cheeks flushed and her lips parted. she sat up, sighing as she took a second to calm down. she bit her lip while feeling guilty for always getting off to you like this, her eyes always wandering when she walked into work while you were there. she pushed the thought aside, getting up to continue her night.

Abby eating you out after seeing your tattoo¿¡ smut under the cut ladies 🫦

“So, what do you think?” You exhaled, pulling down your jeans below your hip bone, exposing the tattoo you just got on your hip, the skin still red and irritated from the needle poking your skin for more than an hour, Abby put her phone down as her eyes were glued to your skin and her eyebrows raised slightly.

“You got a tattoo?” She asked, her tone surprised and elated all at once, her larger hand went to your thigh and brought you closer as her eyes drifted away from your hip to your eyes, then back to your hip.

Abby ran her thumb across the skin around your tattoo, pushing her thumb into your hip bone as she grabbed your waist and pulled you closer, making you trip and fall onto her lap.

"please baby?" Abby whines, fingers digging into your scalp. "please go faster I..." she cuts herself off with a whiny moan. your tongue goes into a point to rub her clit directly. her legs are beside your head flex and trying not to close around you. "oh fuck" she gasp, feeling you go faster. her hands grip your hair and she grinds up into your tongue, filling your mouth with her pussy. "I wanna cum- please..." Abby groans, hips stuttering as she tries to grind into your lapping tongue. "come on baby..." you coo, muffled. "you can do it, cum for me" you suck on her clit and she cums almost immediately. "oh fuckfuckfuck- yes ahh" she gasps, abs flexing and breathy moans coming out. With every buck of her hips into your tongue the headboard bumps against the wall, but still it's unable to drown out the sounds of your mouth working her through her orgasm and the string of moans and curses leaving her puffy pink lips."oh god...look at you..." Abby sighs, smiling and head lulling back onto the pillow as you come out from her between her thighs, lower face covered in slick and a goofy grin spread across your face.

you expect to never see her again after leaving early in the morning and with moving across the country to attend brown university, why would you?

at least thats what you think until you sit yourself down at your dining table to have dinner with your father and reluctantly meet his new coworkers, and as he’s introducing each of them he gets to dr.anderson.