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loser ellie doing anything for you.

cw ─── ♡ ─── suggestive content

ellie sat on your vanity table, pencil in hand, calculator in the other. she shifts uncomfortably on the tiny stool she's on, as her leg bounces up and down.

"you sure i couldn't do this on the dining table? i mean, you don't even have a desk. for studying, was what i meant.." ellie murmurs, voice going smaller as she goes. she stays silent, her eyes roaming around the expensive makeup and perfumes that line the corners of your vanity.

you sit on top of your mattress, feel kicking the air as you tossed over an old fashion magazine. "nope. mom's having guests over..and besides. you make for really good eye candy."

ellie's cheeks flush, but she doesn't turn around. she forces her brain to power through the last couple problems, which isn't really a problem for her. its you that's kind of making this whole thing distracting.

she knows you're on top of that bed, barely anything covering you except that sheer linen slip on you wear to bed. most nights...well, only really tonight because you have her over. "..are you done?" you chime in, voice sweet as cherries and ellie can't help but shut her eyes, her self control wavering.

"mmhm. i just have to...finish these ones up. then i can move on to your history paper. if that's fine with you?.." her voice is unsure. always tedious around you. mostly because she doesn't want to say the wrong things around you.

you toss your feet over one another, standing up on your fluffy carpet. ellie can hear you shuffling around her and for once this entire night, she takes a tiny peek over her shoulder. she feels entranced. almost mesmerized just looking at you in such an intimate way. the dim candles making everything feel so close to one another.

your hands slide over the pads of her shoulders, and you dip. dip just enough that she can feel your breathing on the side of her head. she doesn't take her eyes off you. she looks at you with such easiness and vulnerability that makes her look like a dog.

you ruffle her hair, and she unconsciously nuzzles into your hold, your hands feeling like utter warmth that can spread across her. "...did i do...good?" she whispers. she won't hide it. won't hide the fact that she loves when you praise her for things. it's the only reason she agrees to do your homework. just for those few 'you did so good baby. you're so smart.'

"you're doing so, so good. you're just so good at these types of things." you coo.

"for you."

"hmm?"

"i'm good. for you." she says softly, lips parted in an almost pathetic way, eyes glued onto yours as she shifts to the side, facing you. "i''m good for you." she repeats.

you kiss her temple, your hand coming up to the back of her neck, making ellie shiver. her body unconsciously nudges into yours, seeking the comfort only you could give her. the tips of her fingers slip past the little fabric that covers you.

"tch. baby, you know what i said. finish it first" you repeat.

"i know. but i'll be able to finish it much quicker if you give me something to look forward to."

you can't fight off the smile on your lips as her fingers draw closer to the lining of your underwear. she leans on your stomach, her chin propped up as she waits for your answer, her eyes pleading as she gives you tiny, reassuring, yet desperate nods.

"..fine. but just five minutes." you say. her fingers waste no time in tugging your panties down, pen and calculator forgotten as she wraps her other arm around your waist, pulling you over to your bed.

"just five minutes okay? a tiny..tiny break." you repeat.

I've got a crush on you 💘