cram session
cw: comfort, crying, finals week stress, oral (r!receiving), strapping (r!receiving), fluff, love, ellie being a soft dom, college au.
a/n: i wrote this while i was in the worsts of my final exams and completely forgot about it lol, so here it is !!
ellie didnāt panic until the third text went unanswered.
the first one:
you good, baby?
was sent casually around five, right as she left campus. the second:
you said youād be done by six. want me to bring food?
followed by seven. then, by 7:47, sheās at your dorm building with a lukewarm burrito bowl, a hoodie in her backpack, and her heart hammering.
she knows you. and she knows finals week.
the stress. the tears. the insomnia. that one time last semester where you forgot how to spell the word āscheduleā and cried about it for 30 minutes while clutching an iced coffee like it was morphine.
so yeah, sheās worried. not panickedā¦ just worried enough to walk into your building without buzzing and knock on your door with the side of her fist.
nothing.
she tries the handle. unlocked. she sighs.
ābabe?ā
the moment she steps inside, her heart cracks a little.
youāre curled up at the edge of your bed, hoodie sleeves pulled down over your hands, eyes red and puffy. a half-finished paper glows from your laptop. a mug of untouched tea sits next to it, cold. your knees are hugged to your chest and your breath hitches when you look up at her.
āoh, baby,ā ellie breathes. she drops the food immediately, crosses the room in two strides. āwhy didnāt you answer me?ā
you open your mouth, but your chin wobbles, and instead of answering, you burst into tears.
ellieās arms are around you in seconds. āhey-hey, hey, come here. itās okay.ā
youāre crying against her chest, full-body shaking, letting out the kind of broken gasps that make ellieās stomach twist. she rubs your back, murmuring softly.
āi have three essays due and a final tomorrow,ā you choke out, voice muffled by her sweatshirt. āand i missed a quiz this morning because i slept through my alarm, and i havenāt eaten anything except peanut butter crackers, and i hate everything, and iām so tired.ā
ellie hugs you tighter. āgod, you are a disaster.ā
you laugh through the tears, weakly punching her shoulder.
āi love you,ā she adds, kissing the top of your head. āeven when you smell like stress and sadness.ā
ādo i actually smell?ā
ālike a sleep-deprived angel. who hasnāt brushed her hair in three days.ā
you sniffle, sit up a little. āyou brought food?ā
āof course. because iām your sexy emotional support girlfriend.ā
you laugh again, genuinely this time, and ellie beams.
thirty minutes later, youāre sitting cross-legged on the bed, wearing ellieās hoodie and finally eating the burrito bowl while she scrolls through your quizlet decks like sheās your chaotic little tutor.
āwhatās the difference between classical and operant conditioning?ā she asks.
you groan. ādonāt quiz me while iām chewing.ā
ellie tosses her phone onto the desk and flops down beside you, draping an arm across your waist.
āalright, no more school talk,ā she mumbles into your shoulder. āyouāve cried. youāve eaten. you look like a real human again. which means i can say the thing iāve wanted to say since i walked in.ā
you raise an eyebrow. āwhat?ā
āyouāre hot when youāre a mess.ā
you snort. āyouāre so weird.ā
ellie hums. āweird and in love with you. dangerous combo.ā
her hand starts to slip under the hem of the hoodie youāre wearing - hers, soft and oversized and draped over your bare thighs like a blanket.
āyou okay if iā¦?ā she murmurs.
you nod instantly. āplease. i need to not think for a while.ā
ellie kisses you; slow, warm, coaxing. her hand traces down your stomach, over your waistband, and slides into your panties. you gasp when her fingers stroke through your wetness.
āfuck,ā she mutters. āyouāre already dripping.ā
āfinals are so sexy,ā you whisper sarcastically.
ellie grins. āshut up and lie back.ā
she kisses down your stomach, nudging your thighs apart, dragging your panties down slowly. and when she lays between your legs, her mouth is already open, her tongue soft and warm as she licks a slow stripe through your folds.
you moan softly, your hands moving to her hair.
she loves this. being between your legs. making you forget everything else - the papers, the deadlines, the chaos. her tongue circles your clit slowly, lovingly, then flicks against it in short, rhythmic strokes.
you grip her hair. āellieā¦fuck-i needed this so bad.ā
āi know, baby,ā she murmurs, breath hot against you. ālet me take care of you.ā
she eats you like itās the only thing she came here for. deep licks. gentle suck. she pushes a finger in, then two, curling just right as her tongue keeps flicking - building your orgasm slowly, letting it simmer until your thighs are trembling around her.
you come with a gasp, back arching, hips bucking as she holds you down.
ellie stays there, licking through it, humming like sheās proud of herself. which she is.
when she finally comes up, her mouth is shiny and her grin is cocky.
āiām amazing,ā she says.
you giggle, breathless. āyou are.ā
āyouāre not done.ā
your eyes widen. āoh?ā
she gives you water first. kisses your forehead. strips off her clothes. then she pulls the harness from her backpack like itās a damn prize.
youāre already on your hands and knees by the time she slides it on.
she kneels behind you, one hand on your hip, the other guiding the strap between your folds, sliding it through your wetness before easing it in slowly.
āfuck,ā you gasp. āgod, itās so deep-ā
ellie groans. ālook at you. fucking taking it.ā
she builds a rhythm, steady and deep, her hands gripping your hips, her strap hitting the perfect spot as she mutters behind you:
āyou gonna think about this when youāre in your exam tomorrow?ā
āgonna be dripping onto your seat, huh?ā
ācanāt focus ācause your brainās still full of me?ā
you come again embarrassingly fast, clenching around nothing, moaning into the mattress as ellie rocks you through it.
but she doesnāt stop.
she pulls out slowly, kisses your shoulder, and murmurs:
āwanna ride me, baby?ā
you straddle her thighs, the strap pressed against you, and ellie holds it steady as you sink down.
you both moan at the same time.
you start to move - hips rolling, thighs trembling, hands braced on her chest. ellie groans and grips your waist, watching you with hungry, adoring eyes.
āthatās it, baby. just like that.ā
you grind harder, chasing your own high, body already shaking from the earlier orgasm. ellie keeps praising you - soft, encouraging, hot as hell:
ālook at you.ā
āso pretty when you ride me.ā
āmy good girl.ā
when you come for the third time, you collapse forward, forehead pressed to hers, your bodies tangled and sweat-slick.
ellie strokes your back gently. feel better?ā
you let out a weak laugh. āfinals who?ā
she helps you clean up. wraps you in a blanket. you lie in bed, legs tangled, her hand stroking your thigh absentmindedly.
ācanāt believe you carry that strap around like itās your wallet,ā you mumble.
ellie shrugs. ānever know when my girlās gonna have a breakdown and need a deep dicking.ā
you laugh so hard your stomach hurts.
and for the first time all week, you feel okay again.
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