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you’re already a fucking mess beneath her. hair’s all messy, sheets ruffled, legs spread wide as ellie drives into you with her strap-on. her face is buried in the crook of your neck, which is covered in bruises and marks from her rough sucking earlier.

“ellie—wait—oh fuck—” your moans are stifled as she covers your mouth with her rough hand. the other one, covered in her monochrome moth and tangled fern tattoo, is reaching down between your legs to rub tight circles around your aching clit.

“use your words, baby. talk to me.” her voice is clearly on the edge, but still so soft and gentle, unlike her rough and deep thrusts in and out of your wet cunt.

“‘m gonna—fuck—i’m gonna cum—” you reach for her arms helplessly, digging your nails into her tattooed skin.

“come on—shit—come for me, darling.” her thrusts become more frantic as the base of the strap rubs against her clit, making her chase her own release. she slams her mouth into yours, sucking and whimpering breathlessly between each kiss.

the room is filled with wet, obscene sounds of her hips colliding violently with your pussy. your walls clench as you get closer to climaxing.

“pleasepleaseplease—i’m cumming—ah—” your legs begin twitching intensely, toes curling and wrapped around her waist. the pleasure is too overwhelming, too much for you to handle. your head is spinning, absolutely drunk and blanked out from ellie’s rough fucking. your pussy walls wrap around the dildo, squeezing it tightly.

“fuck—oh my god, baby…” ellie breathes out every word, her chest rising and falling before her body collapses on yours. evidently, she has also came as hard as you.

she slowly pushes her body up away from yours, looks down at the mess that you’ve created, and smirks.

“let’s get you all cleaned up, shall we?” she plants a soft kiss on your jaw before slowly moving down, until her face is up against your swollen pussy.

“look at you… all swollen and red because of how rough i was…” her voice hums against the heat between your legs, sending vibrations all throughout your body.

you can’t even make out a word before she starts pushing her flat tongue to your throbbing clit.

“ellie—please—i just came—”

“you can tell me to stop,” she teases as she continues to lick and suck on your aching heat.

her tongue latches onto your pussy; she’s still giving soft and slow flicks as if she’s awaiting a response.

“should i stop?” she looks up at you, looking all innocent with those puppy eyes that can get you weak in seconds. god, she can be so deceiving sometimes.

“no—god, no—please don’t.” you’re on edge again, your moans broken and whiny, as if you’re begging ellie to do anything but stop.

“i see.” ellie diverts her focus back to your wet folds and dives back even deeper this time. her tongue attacks your cunt with longer and slower slides, licking away all your juices.

“fuck, baby… you taste heavenly,” she exclaims, whispering into your depths. “i could eat this pussy all day.”

as if she can feel you getting closer to the edge again, she begins eating you out more intensely, like a starved woman.

“are you going to cum again, baby?” you nod frantically. your hand fisting her hair, your back arched, and your eyes rolling back tell her everything she needs to know.

“come on… come on my tongue—” her words break as you release hot bursts of liquid all over her face.

her body stills for a bit, astounded at the sight of you squirting helplessly. your disheveled state makes her heart throb.

“holy shit, baby—” she takes in the beautiful mess in front of her, completely wrecked and heaving.

“did i just—i’m so sorry—i-i didn’t mean to—” your voice is broken from all the pent-up stimulation your body just endured.

“dont say that, baby.” she’s already come up from between your legs, now facing your flushed cheeks and teary eyes. “now i know how sensitive you can get when i go overboard… it’s fucking cute.”

you manage a weak smile over your embarrassment, still so sensitive and fragile after the intense encounter.

“now, let’s get you cleaned up properly this time.” she smiles at you before hoisting your body up toward the bathroom.

And following the initial surprise, you don’t really know what to expect of it either. But you end up accepting—some part out of curiosity, wondering what he might want after all this time, and another part hopeful it was to finally address the awful break up so that the both of you could move on without it hanging heavy over your heads and hearts.

This, however, was the last thing you had in mind when sitting down with him for the first time in a long time.

“Will you marry me?”

Your whole body flares up with something reminiscent of the feeling when you trip and fall—that type of split burn that rushes through you from head to toe and then leaves you feeling cold all over. Heart in your throat, you’re speechless.

Or no, you just don’t know where to begin.

“What are you doing?” you end up accusing—a little too harshly, maybe, but who could blame you? Looking around, you’re glad your table’s in a more private sector of the restaurant before you look back at him, eyes wide and brows knit. 

“I–we broke up a year ago and haven’t seen each other since—and you’re—” Your eyes fall back to the thing in his hands. It’s an outrageous ring. “Asking me to marry you?”

He makes no move to withdraw the offer—keeping his hands where they are, on your side of the table. “You said yes to the dinner. That must mean something. I thought—”

“Yeah. It means that I still worry about you,” you say. “It doesn't mean–”

“I fought my way up. I’m finally at the top,” he cuts you off in earnest. “I’m the best, and the world finally knows it now–”

“I don't care about any of that,” you state, feeling it should have been something you told him from the very beginning. “I'm sorry. But I never cared about you being the best. I just wanted…”

You just wanted the two of you to be like other couples—together and happy. You just wanted that to be enough, but it never was for him.

“Never mind…” you end up saying. “I think I should go.”

You’re about to get up when his hand, suddenly around your wrist, tightens in a harsh grip.

“I don't think you understand,” he utters, voice lowered with a hint of a growl. “It’s either this ring or I bury you in rumors that won’t leave you a moment’s worth of peace.” 

You go stiff while looking back at him.

Did he just… did he just threaten you?

You blink. He's got that same warped expression you remember from the last time you saw him, that very odd look as if the guy you know has been switched out with someone entirely different.

Only this time, it just as quickly disappears, and he lets go of your wrist, quickly pulling his hand to himself.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that–I’m just—” he apologizes with a stutter, looking startled.

He puts his face in his hands. Then there's a sound—close to a sob.

“I’m just a mess without you.”

Goosebumps rise on the surface of your skin when hearing it. And swallowing thickly, you sit back down again, albeit a bit begrudgingly. But spotting how he trembles, you just can’t stop feeling sorry for him.

You sigh. “No, you’re not. You just…” Reaching across the table, you stroke his arm. “You just lose your head a little sometimes, that’s all.” 

He peaks up from his hands. A sheen under his eyes reflects the ceiling light, and your heart twists in your chest.

He really is a mess.

“But I know you…” you try smiling. “You were always destined for greatness.”

He takes your offered hand in his, stroking it, then sniffs, voice fluttering weakly, “Yeah, well…”

He keeps his head low, resting it in his other hand as if he just couldn't muster the strength to sit straight or even attempt to pull himself together.

“If I'm so great, why wouldn’t you stay?”

He sounds as if he’s been holding things back for the entirety of the year since you left. Broken now... it's all spilling out.

“Because," you start, even though your throat’s tight and you’re fighting back tears of your own, your mind hasn’t changed.

You didn’t come here to get back together. 

"You want to go places, I just can’t follow.”

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