#ellie

"mmm..." you thought for a second, "yours."

she smirked.

"knew it."

"you always have to make it a thing," you giggled, leaning your head against the window. she didn't reply, opting to shake her head and start driving.

the ride to her house was quiet except for the hum of her truck, and whatever was on the radio, the music loud enough to hear but too low for you to make out any words. it was nice out that day too, so every now and then a bird would chirp or squirrel would chip or dog would bark.

the scent of ellie, cologne, cigarette smoke, and something fresh smelling, almost lulled you to sleep until the car ceased to a halt, the large two-story joel'd bought years ago standing tall in front of you.

you sat up and started rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. ellie readjusted her mirror, checked her hair in it, then shoved her phone in her pocket.

"we're here." she mumbled, climbing out of the truck. she walked around it, and then she opened your door for you.

you smiled.

"wow ellie, what a gentleman."

"and they say's chivalry's dead," she laughed with a wink.

you rolled your eyes and groaned out an exasperated "oh my god," but followed her up the driveway anyway. she fisted her pockets for the key for a moment before shoving it in the lock, turning it, and walking in. she wasted no time kicking her shoes off by the door in the exact same place she'd been leaving them for ten years, yelled "I'm home dad," and started stepping up the stairs.

you took your shoes off too, politely found joel and said hello, then followed suit until you reached her room, plopping down on the bed like it was yours.

"so," you said, looking up at the ceiling.

"so," ellie echoed, putting her jacket away then settling down next to you.

the bed dipped for a second, and then the spot next to you became warm with her body heat. the sunlight was just barely cutting through her blinds, falling in little lines across your eyes and her neck.

"what's the plan? what're we gonna do today, I mean." you finished.

"well... what do you want to do?"

"I'm asking you because I don't know, idiot," you rolled your eyes and sat up a bit, propping your head on your hand.

she sighed. she was doing that thing again, you noticed. that thing being when you could visibly see the gears turning in her head and she was about to say something neither of you would expect. then, as promised: "have you ever thought about kissing?"

... what?

your eyebrows raised.

she looked up at you.

your lips parted slightly in shock.

"god," she chuckled, "you're so easy to mess with."

"you can't just say things like that." you swatted her on the arm, interrupting her laughing and earning an offended "ow!"

"why not?" she asked. "I mean, it's not like we like each other so I don't see what the problem is. plus, you wanna be ready for the spring formal, yeah? can't have you out there slobbering over some poor guy," she exhaled a breath that sounded something like a laugh.

you replayed the words in your head.

it's not like we like each other.

"so you," she nodded, "want to give me, like," she blinked, "kissing lessons," she let out an "uh huh," "so that I don't mess up at the 'spring formal?'" you repeated to make sure you'd heard her right.

"yeah."

"oh."

you thought it over in your head as she kept staring at the ceiling, looking completely indifferent while you internally panicked.

you exhaled. "I, I guess we can do that," you said softly.

"great." she sat up too, then.

you raised an eyebrow.

"not like that," she snorted.

she got up, locked the door, and then got back on the bed, hovering atop you. her hands were on either side of you, and her dark, hazel eyes were peering into yours curiously.

"is this okay?" she asked softly.

"... yeah," you exhaled, "yeah, it's okay."

"okay. so first, you're gonna wanna start closing your eyes in like, I guess anticipation of the kiss," she chuckled, "sorry, it's weird to explain."

you obeyed.

"next, you just... kiss. with your mouths closed at first, of course," she started leaning in.

"wait," you said and snapped your eyes open.

she stopped a few inches away from your lips. she waited expectantly, and despite the fact that usually you would've felt bad, usually you would've felt like you were inconveniencing someone if it was anybody else, ellie had that look in her eye that seemed to say that everything was okay.

"sorry, nevermind. I'm just... nervous," you gave an apologetic smile.

"it's okay," she reassured you.

"now, close your eyes again."

so you did.

after a few seconds, the soft, plush material of her lips met yours just for a few moments before she pulled away.

oh.

that was nice, you thought after you opened your eyes.

it wasn't that you'd never kissed anybody before, everyone knew you'd kissed plenty of people—albeit with little technique, but that problem was solving itself at the moment—and were more than popular in the romance department, but something about it being ellie felt... different. something about it being a girl. what was so different?

"how was it?" she asked, pulling you out of your thoughts before you could dwell on it.

"good, yeah. good. what now?"

"now, you don't only have to kiss on the lips." she leaned down and pressed her mouth to your neck. your breath hitched at the contrast between her warmth and the coldness of your skin, then eased into it.

"you could kiss here," a peck to your collarbone, "... here," a kiss to the underside of your jaw, "even here," her lips met the spot just under one of your ears.

"ellie," you said shakily.

"and sometimes, you don't just have to kiss," she suckled the skin near your carotid, earning a soft exhale from you. she was definitely gonna leave a mark, but right then it felt too good for you to really care.

"you can do this, too," her hand slipped under your shirt, not wandering up far and just resting on your stomach while she continued her assault on your neck.

"ellie," you repeated again, firmer now.

"yes?"

fuck. what you were thinking?

"I want you."

and then there was no turning back. after a flurry of more kisses, more hickeys, and discarded clothes, you both ended up completely naked with her on top of you kneading your breasts.

"can you touch me?" you asked, hips bucking up a little in desperation.

"I am touching you." she smirked.

"no," you whined, "really touch me."

instead of doing what you asked, she of course got completely off of you, walking over to her closet and opening it.

"w—come back. I need you," you pleaded.

"hold on, I'm coming baby, I just," she cursed a bit as she reached for a box, "gotta get somethin'."

eventually she pulled down a black case with locks, undoing the latches on it until a thick, lengthy dildo the color of her skin with a harness revealed itself when the box popped open.

"is that...?" you trailed off, suddenly nervous again.

"aw," she laughed at the fear on your face. "you're so cute. don't worry, it's not gonna hurt I'll be gentle."

before you could really protest, she was back on top of you with it between her legs, rubbing the head against your clit. all previous complaints and inhibitions you had were thrown out the window as soon as it met your skin, your hands flying out to reach ellie's shoulders as you tried to deal with the pleasure.

"see baby?" she cooed. "feels good already."

after getting you nice and wet, even though you'd already been soaking, she started prodding at you until she pushed in inch by inch, reaching the hilt in a few minutes.

"ellie, 's too much," you whined at the length of her.

"it's okay baby, it's okay. 'm not gonna move yet," she cooed, reaching down to kiss your neck and groaning into your skin when the motion moved the strap a little.

after you'd adjusted just enough for her length to be tolerable, you let out a soft "you can move now."

and so she did. slowly at first.

she had really been trying to keep control of herself, but between the way your tits were jiggling, the way your face looked so soft and vulnerable, the way your pussy kept gripping her—"fuck, I can't take it anymore baby," she groaned before speeding up.

before you could form a proper response she was plowing into you, silicone balls making harsh plaps every time they met the flesh of your ass.

"el—lie!" you mewled. you gripped the sheets, her back, her hair, anything to try and find some resolve from the pleasure frying your circuits, not that you disliked it. it wss just so much, and god, you'd liked to pretend it wasn't true before, but ellie was so hot.

"I know I know, I'm so fucking selfish baby, ah, I'm sorry, I need you," she got out between gruffs and rough moans, brows furrowed and eyes rolling back every now and then when the base of the strap hit her clit just right.

you got louder and louder until eventually ellie had to cover your mouth with one hand, the other dancing across your skin until it met your clit.

"feels good?" she asked, talking more to herself than you as she rubbed your bundle of nerves.

you were completely out of it now. your face was a mess, you couldn't form any coherent words except "ellie" and "please," and your lips were gripping her cock so hard sometimes she could swear she actually felt the tightness herself.

she wrapped her arms around your upper body, using her hips to drive into you then pull out and then force herself right back into you again.

your pussy fit her cock like a glove by now. it was just tight enough for everything to feel so, so good for the both of you, but just wet enough for her cock to not have too much trouble sliding out.

"come on baby, please, please cum on my cock, yeah? need to feel it, need t'feel you cum on it," you managed to make out amongst ellie's incoherent, delirious ramblings.

"ellie, ellie, I'm—!"

and then you were creaming all over her fat dick, milky white fluid leaking all over it and spilling onto her thighs and the sheets.

"fuckkk baby," she groaned then finished, still bucking up into you, drawing little high pitched "ah, ah, ah"s from your throat.

eventually she finally exhausted herself, collapsing on top of you with one last groan.