CHARACTER TROPES In The Last Of Us Part II (insp)

trust never came naturally to me before, but now it is like a language i knew all along. i know that you will be there when i get home. that you will answer the phone when i call. that if everything falls apart, i will still have you. every day with you i am learning and i am growing into the person that i have always wanted to be. like a tree finally deemed worthy of watering, i grow.

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In every wood in every spring there is a different green.

Apollo, god who rules education; please aid me with concentration and success with my studies

Athena, goddess of wisdom; please aid me the ability to think critically and form connections between information

Coeus, the inquisitive titan; please inspire curiosity and intrigue with my studies

Hermes, the cunning god; please aid me in honing my intelligence

on our days off from work we lounge, legs entwined, on the couch. we tease and laugh and snuggle and kiss. things feel easier, if only for that day. the stress of the working world melts away. it’s just us. we don’t need anything else.

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“I’m not into convincing people I’m worthy. I’m into people who’ll convince me on my worst days that I’m still worth the world.”

— Reyna Biddy

time passes, but my heart still skips a beat when you look at me. i get lost in your eyes daily.

I’m not in love with my roommate, I just wanna kiss her and stuff

CollegeAU!Ellie Williams x F!Reader

True feelings come to be revealed after Y/N gets a date her roommate Ellie isn’t too keen about

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Warnings: hardcore smut, graphic depictions of lesbian sex, use of a strap on, Ellie using the strap (a warning), Top!Ellie, Bottom!Reader, filthy I mean absolutely disgusting, the gays being gays

If any minors even fucking click on this fic, I will shove forks in your eye sockets

“Were you going to Dina’s party tonight?” Ellie’s head rose from the comic in her hands, eyes finding the source of the question currently exiting the steamy dorm bathroom. Loose tee shirt covering barely-there shorts, legs on display as a hand battled a mop of wet hair with a white towel, the freckled girl found it hard to focus on just one thing.

“Yeah, why, do you need a date?” She glanced away, as Y/N bent over to grab her water bottle, lips forming a tight line.

“Um, Bethany actually invited me.” She scratched the back of her neck, ignoring the way Ellie’s forehead creased, green eyes storming over at the words, legs shifting awkwardly on the bottom bunk.

“Bethany from art history? Doesn’t she have a new girl in her bed like, every other day?” Ellie scoffed, leaning up so she was sitting on the edge of the mattress. Y/N tossed the damp towel over the open closet door, turning with an unamused glint in her eye.

“You’re one to talk. Who did I walk in on 2 night ago? Kelly? Or was her name Shannon?” Ellie’s face fell into her palms, memories of last night flooding into her mind.

“Ellie? I grabbed us some Thai from that place you like so much.” Y/N spoke as she opened the door, white bag in hand, balancing with her backpack on one shoulder. Hearing a gasp, her head shot up, wide eyes and tense jaw taking in the scene.

Some random girl lay under Ellie, legs spread, indecency on display, chest rising and falling with heavy breathes. The girl was obviously perturbed by the intrusion, grabbing Ellie’s pillow and pulling it to her chest, a glare finding it’s way to her face. Y/N could see a small pile of clothes on the floor, a pair of pink panties sitting on her math textbook.

Then her gaze found Ellie, hair pulled back in a low bun, sweat sticking the loose strands to her forehead. Her eyes were wide as well, and if Y/N was in her right mind, she’s also see the gradual panic building. Her breasts were covered by a black sports bra, fitted jeans still on with a black harness attached to her waist.

Y/N averted her gaze, trying to take her mind off the fact her roommate was silicone balls deep in some chick with tacky panties taking up residence on her math textbook. It all happened in a matter of seconds.

Heart racing, swallowing the pulse in her throat, she shut the door with slightly more force than intended, feeling the handle rattle against her palm. Despite the oddly growing pain in her chest, Y/N began her walk back down the hallway, lips pursed and hands shaking.

It shouldn’t have bothered her how much it did, is what she kept telling herself. She knew Ellie got around, half the campus knew she was a player. In fact, she’d probably been with half the girls on campus already. Although seeing it was a completely different story, and the sight now replaying in her head was quickly causing tears to well up.

“Bella I think.” Ellie mumbled into her hands, not sure if girls name was right considering how unimportant their time together was. The only thing of significance was the look on Y/N’s face, looking so crestfallen after just wanting to share a meal in their dorm. It was painful for Ellie to think about, all she had wanted to do was run after her, ignore the girl below her, yet something in her felt it would only make matters worse.

“Bella, haven’t heard of her before.” Y/N spoke as she shuffled through the closet, fingers dragging along various hanging clothes. Stopping to inspect a certain item closer, nimble hands reached for the hanger to pull out a white dress. Trotting back to the bathroom, she stepped inside dress in hand and shut the door in her wake.

Ellie couldn’t help the soft groan that fell from her lips, leaning back onto the flannel sheets of her bed, comforter already yanked all the way down. Staring up at the top bunks bed springs, she let her eyes fall shut. Listening intently, she could hear the faintest sounds of Y/N moving about, what sounded like a plastic hanger landing on the bathroom sink. She could almost imagine what was happening behind closed doors. Shirt folding over her head to reveal soft breasts, cotton shorts dropping to exploit the fact that she had decided against wearing any underwear.

Ellie felt her face begin to heat up, throat bobbing as her mind gave way to lewd images. Y/N pulling whatever she had chosen over her delicate skin, covering her most sensitive places always hidden away from view. She could envision how Y/N would struggle to zip it up, hands reaching behind in vein with a frustrated pout. Ellie’s jean clad thighs pressed together, wanting nothing more than to run her hands over Y/N’s bare-

“Can you help me with this El?” Y/N spoke from the bathroom, pushing the door open with a free hand. Ellie shot up with flushed cheeks, making her way over. Entering the bathroom, she was met with a back, Y/N’s back to be specific as she held the dress still against the front of her form. Swallowing heavily, Ellie tried not to take stock of the fact that Y/N clearly wasn’t wearing a bra, or that she could see the dimples towards the bottom of her spine.

“Yeah, no problem.” Her voice was low, rough and slightly raspy as she pressed one hand to the fabric, the other pulling up on the zipper. Slowly, she begin zipping up the back of the dress, hot breath fanning over Y/N’s shoulders and neck, causing the girl to squirm under the sensations. Unfortunately the bathroom was still steamy from when Y/N had showered 10 minutes ago, fogging up the mirror and dewing the walls. Maybe it was that, or the fact that both the girls seemed to be lost in their own worlds, but it felt as if the room was heating up by the minute.

“There, done.” Ellie spoke, her chin nearly resting on Y/N’s shoulder blade. Turning around, the tattooed girl felt the wind knocked from her lungs at the sight before her. Sure, she’d seen Y/N in this particular dress before, but that wasn’t the point. She could be wearing a bag made of onion skin, and Ellie would still have to quell her racing heart.

“You look gorgeous, Bethany’s a lucky girl.” Ellie smiled, despite how uncomfortable she felt saying those words. She was waiting for a smile to grace Y/N’s features, to thank her for the compliment. All she received was a small smile, unnatural and only lasting a few seconds before she looked down at her bare feet.

“Tell me I’m just imagining things.” Y/N whispered, head hanging with flushed cheeks. Ellie could feel the small twitch in her fingers, a lump forming in her throat once more.

“Tell me what I’ve been feeling is all in my head, that I’m just hallucinating when I catch you looking at me like that.” Her voice trailed off, waiting for Ellie to say something, anything.

“Like what?” Ellie’s voice was still low, heavy and dripping with an indescribable emotion.

“Like you’re imagining me naked.” Y/N mumbled, unable to look up until she felt a hand lifting her jaw, setting it straight. At this level, Ellie and her eyes were locked, both brimming with something unspoken. Then her green eyes glanced down, flicking to her lips before refocusing. Y/N felt her body heat under the gaze, almost melting into Ellie’s warm palm.

“Do you really think I walk around in little to nothing just because? I like feeling your eyes on me.” She concluded, embarrassed at her confession but feeling oddly confident until Ellie’s predator stare. What caught her off guard was the way she was suddenly pushed back into the sink’s edge, gasping at how Ellie had moved her hands to roughly grasp at her hips. Pelvis flush to Y/N’s, Ellie’s breathing tickled over her lips, parting them with a shaky exhale.

“Tell me you don’t want this,” Ellie chuckles, pressing her chest against Y/N’s as she leaned forward, lips brushing the shell of her ear, “Tell me I’m imagining the way your face falls when I tell you I won’t be back for the night.”

Y/N gasped at the sensation of Ellie teasingly biting at her lobe, tongue running over the earring through it.

“You know, whenever I’m with another girl, I always pretend it’s you. What your pussy would feel like, how you’d moan out my name, how wet you’d be on my face.” Ellie purred, pausing for a minute as she felt the girl beneath her body freeze. Wondering if she crossed a line, she moved back an inch to look down, nose flaring at the sight. Y/N was avoiding her gaze at all costs, face impossibly crimson down to her neck, thighs pressed together it a lock. But what caught Ellie’s attention most was her eyes, pupils so dilated it was difficult to even see the ring of color left around it. Breaths coming in heavy pants, chest pressing against hers with each inhale, Ellie shifted her hands under the white fabric to caress bare hips.

“Fuck, nothing underneath?” Ellie hissed, controlling the urge to just shove her fingers right up between her soft thighs. Y/N could only nod pathetically, letting out a whine that went straight to Ellie’s core with a throb. A whine that became a squeak when rough hands curled behind her thighs and lifted her up, instinctively wrapping her legs around Ellie’s slim waist. It was a quick trip from the bathroom back into their shared room, tracing over to the bottom bunk. As Ellie went to place her down, the girl clung to her neck, digging her face in the side of it, Ellie could only let out breathy chuckle at the action.

“Don’t worry, I changed the sheets.” She laughed before plopping the girl in her arms down, immediately moving so that her thighs went under Y/N’s, hands on either side of the girls waist. Grabbing her jaw gently, Ellie positioned it to her face, gaze unwavering.

“I need to know you want this.” She spoke much more calm than before, eyes serious, to the point. The last thing Ellie wanted was to ruin her friendship, well, she actually did want that. But amongst all the girls she’d brought to bed, none of them ever meant nearly as much as the one currently laying on it. They were all ways to pass the time, a distraction from what she really wanted to do, who she actually wanted to be with. It was different when there was actual feelings involved.

“I want this. Ellie, El, I want this so much.” Y/N whispered, pulling the girl forward with palms pressed to her cheeks, leaning in until their lips were a mere hairs length away. That’s when Ellie realized how nervous she was, the sudden gathering of sweat on her palms, the way her arms shook, legs trembling ever so slightly, breathes coming out more erratic than minutes prior. She’d never had the pleasure of kissing Y/N before, no matter how much the thought had consumed her mind.

“Please.” Was all Y/N could muster before Ellie was pressing their lips together, savoring the way the girl under her let out a sigh of content, arms winding around her neck. Bodies pressed against one another, Ellie let the world outside of their little bubble fade out. She didn’t know how much a kiss could mean, what it could do to her body. Normally it was just lips pressing to lips, nothing more nothing less. Yet in this moment, heart beating into her rib cage, mind fuzzy, gripping at the flannel sheets, she knew this was more than just a kiss. Pulling back, she was quick to smile as her face was immediately pulled back, lips chasing her own. Thumbing at the girls cheekbones, Ellie managed to hold her off.

“You know, I don’t think I’ve ever been so nervous to kiss someone before.” She chuckled, eyes still shut, foreheads nudging together. Y/N laughed in response, now that opened her eyes. Looking down at the girl with glossy eyes and bright smile, white teeth on display.

“Finding my suffering funny?” She nosed her cheek, breathing in the way it only made the girl laugh harder.

“No, I’m just really happy right now.” Y/N thought aloud, humming as Ellie placed delicate kisses to the side of her face. She’d always seen the gentle side of Ellie, despite how standoffish the girl seemed around others. In a way, it warmed her heart to be the only one experiencing this level of intimacy. Pushing Ellie back, she held down another laugh at the way the girl huffed, face pouting like a child would. Of course that expression was quickly erased as she leaned forward, one hand caressing her tattoo, her mouth beside Ellie’s face.

“Can you help me out of this dress?” She kissed at the freckled girls cheek, drawing back to stare up. Ellie shifted her body, one leg standing on the carpeted floor, the other with its knee perched on the sheets. Smirk quickly finding its way on her beautiful face, Ellie reached down to wind her arms around Y/N’s back, finding to zipper almost instantly. Y/N reacted by scooting forward, thighs on either side of Ellie’s knee yet not pressing into it, face coming to rest against Ellie’s clothed chest. Listening to the way the girls heart was racing, grinning into the fabric.

Slowly but surely the dress was unzipped, dropping to reveal bare breasts and torso, bunching up over her more sensitive privates and hips. Ellie stayed in her position a bit longer, relishing every breath she felt, each grasp of Y/N’s fingers to her hoodie.

“All good?” She asked once more, slipping in a sweet peck to the crown of Y/N’s head.

“All good.” Ellie watched as Y/N dropped back down, body hitting the sheets with a quiet thud. Sucking in a harsh inhale at the way her breasts jiggled, dress only covering between her thighs with thin layers of messily wrinkled fabric. Rough hands went to caress Y/N’s rib cage, thumbs rubbing circles right beneath her breasts.

“So pretty.” Ellie mumbled absentmindedly, not noticing the way it made a the small flush deepen on the girls face. Running her fingers over the mounds of soft flesh, Ellie took pleasure in the way Y/N arched into the touch. Delicate squeezes, the roll of her palms dug into her nipples, hardening under the delightful sensations filling her body. Silent pants left puffy lips, eyes locking on Ellie’s face that was focused on her movements.

“Can I?” She moved her mouth to Y/N’s neck, nibbling at the tender skin, licking over the flesh to soothe the small sting it created. Kissing her way down the girls collar bone, the quiet, “yes”, answered her question. Lips pressing into the skin above one of her breasts, her tongue peeked out to languidly run it along her nipple, humming into the skin. The vibrations searing through her chest caused her legs to spasm lightly, thighs moving to press together. Although they were stopped by the firm leg in between, jean clad knee so close to her core it sent shivers up her spine. Quiet moans, breathy sighs continued to spill from her mouth, hands reaching to pull at the back of Ellie’s hoodie.

“Take it off, please.” Y/N proceeded to tug at it more, pulling a snort from Ellie who reluctantly moved away to yank it over her head. The process loosened the bun by the nape of her neck, hairs falling to frame her face.

“You’re so pretty.” She kissed at Ellie’s exposed stomach, fingers playing with the hem of her black sports bra. A small sliver of Ellie’s boxers could be seen, bringing a sly smile to the tattooed girls face.

“You’re the prettiest babe.” She leaned in for another kiss, lips wet from previously licking at the girls chest. Running her tongue over Y/N’s bottom lip, she smirked into her mouth as she opened wide, her own tongue jutting out to meet in a passionate battle. Sloppy noises filled the small room as they swapped spit, a small trail of salvia slipping from the sides of Y/N’s mouth. Leaning further forward, Ellie’s clothed knee pressed against the girls folds, forcing a sharp moan of surprise from her mouth. Ellie only drank up the sound before pulling back entirely, a line of spit connecting both of their lips. Y/N felt heat rush downward at the look on her face, pupils completely dilated, an indescribable hunger plastered to her normally relaxed features.

“I was going to be gentle, but I don’t think I can anymore, I’ve been waiting for this for too long.” A tattooed forearm pushed Y/N back into the creaking mattress, yanking her down until her ass was on the edge of the bed, legs loosely hanging off. Although the awkward position didn’t last long when Ellie lifted both thighs onto her shoulders, pushing the white fabric over Y/N’s bellybutton. Kneeling like she was in prayer, the look on the freckled girls face was so dangerous it was borderline feral, licking now cold salvia from her lips, eyes scanning the body laid out before her like it was a feast.

“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to shove my tongue in someone so badly, fuck.” Ellie mumbled into the plush of Y/N’s left thigh, roughly taking the skin between her teeth, hard enough to leave a line of teeth marks. The action pulled a gasp from the girls lips, hand coming down to slap at one of Ellie’s that had a death grip on her leg.

“Oh fuck! El, please.” She whimpered like a depraved slut, nearly surprising herself at how desperate her voice came out. Although it didn’t surprise Ellie, who was only spurred on by the response she was getting. Fingers gripping deeper in her thighs, she scooted a few inches forward on her knees, face wedging between her legs. Arms hooking under, she managed to move her thumbs to the girls folds, thumbs on either one and opening them. Ellie didn’t know she could get this wet simply looking at a pussy, although she should’ve known considering she could only ever reach a climax imagining this exact sight. Ellie couldn’t bring her eyes from the glistening cunt inches away, visible even in the dimly lit room, she placed a teasing kiss right above her clit.

“Perfect.” Ellie whispered, tongue running over the expanse between her legs, before it was being shoved right into her tight hole. Head thrown back in pleasure, Ellie chuckled into her cunt at the drawn out, filthy moan she received, appreciatively burying her face deeper. Tongue thrusting in and out, her nose pressed deliciously into the girls clit, thighs closing around her head like a buffer from the rest of the world. Right then and there, as slick walls gripped her tongue, creamy white slick dripping down her chin, the body above her writhing and moaning whorishly like a bitch in heat, she decided she’d be okay with suffocating in this exact spot.

“Fucking delicious baby, you taste so good.” Ellie pulled away to fuck her with dirty words, smiling at the gasp she was served with. Y/N peered down, breath caught her throat at the primal look in Ellie’s eyes as her tongue resumed its position deep inside. The sounds resonating from her sopping pussy combined with the wet muscle sliding in and out was absolutely obscene. Not only did the noise and way Ellie was moaning into her hole get her body trembling, but also how the girl currently eating her out was rutting her pelvis into the wooden bed frame, seemingly unconsciously so.

Hands flailing to grasp the wrinkled bed sheets, she didn’t bother covering her mouth as moan after gasp and deep pant left her, wanting Ellie to know how she was making her feel. As it seemed to motivate the girl between her, one of her legs fell open as her orgasm began to build, the other thigh still resting on Ellie’s shoulder. Unbeknownst to her, this action further excited the girl eating her out, a rough hand coming down on the exposed space of her thigh with a sharp slap of skin on skin. Eyes shooting open, she glanced down, teary eyes meeting green ones that were already focused on her, hand massaging the place currently stinging.

“Do that again, please, fuck!” Y/N panted, unable to look away as Ellie pulled her hand away to slap it back down, once, twice, eyes locked on their target. Through a bleary gaze, she could make out Ellie digging her face in impossibly closer, shaking her head side to side as she continued to slap her reddening thigh.

“Shit! Ellie, please don’t stop!” Y/N gasped out, feeling the tingling in her spine build, caught off guard as Ellie’s free hand moved to her clit, rubbing harsh circles that had her seeing flashes of white. Head rolling back along with her eyes, she was about ready to tip over the edge.

“Yeah baby, I want you to come with my tongue in your pussy.” Ellie rasped, sounding just as used, voice near hoarse as her dark gaze scanned Y/N’s abused hole, fluttering and waiting for her tongue to finish the job. Forcing it past tightening walls, Ellie shook her head once more, watching Y/N’s body topple over the edge of reality. A silent scream passed the girls lips, back arching off the bed, calling Ellie’s name with tears now streaming down her red face.

Ellie only remained on her knees, mouth lavishing her through the climax, humming as cum flowed onto her tongue, licking up every drop her pussy delivered. Eyes carefully watching how Y/N’s heavy breathing quieted, a thin layer of sheen now on her skin, body relaxing into the comfort of the mattress, Ellie propped back on her heels. Warm palms caressing the inside of her thighs, Y/N incoherently spoke words of soft gratitude, sinking into the gentle sensations.

“Absolutely beautiful, so gorgeous and all for me yeah?” Ellie spoke as she moved from the ground, running her hands over Y/N’s lightly sweaty sides, feeling her shiver beneath each run over her fingers. She slowly opened her eyes, looking up to see Ellie looking down at her with adoration and something else she wasn’t entirely sure of. Affectionately grasping Y/N’s hand, she pulled it to her lips, kissing each knuckle with sincerity.

“How about you?” Y/N purred, still slightly out of it but not enough to tug at Ellie’s belt loops. This pulled a laugh from the girl above, reaching up to tuck a loose hair behind her ear.

“We both know who the top in this relationship is. Not to mention, the feeling of you around my tongue was enough for me to come as well.” Ellie chuckled as the girl blushed crimson, immediately noting how she squirmed, wetness once again building between her legs. Forearms caging in on either side of her head, Ellie leaned in for a kiss, quickly pushing her tongue into the girls mouth. The taste of her release, mixed with a sense of urgency had Y/N willing to do anything to be at her mercy again.

“Can I fuck you with a strap?” Ellie muttered into her mouth, brows furrowing when the girl abruptly yanked away, expression sour. Although it shifted into a small pout.

“No, you used it on that girl.” Y/N stated, distaste in her voice, jealousy bitter on the palate. Ellie pressed her lips to the girls hairline before breathing in the sweet scent of her fruity shampoo.

“I have one I’ve never used, I actually only bought it with the hope I’d be able to use it on you.” Ellie spoke with something in her tone akin to embarrassment, looking down at Y/N with flushed cheeks and a shy purse to her lips.

“Oh.” She replied thoughts swimming with internal joy as the words began to float mindlessly in her head. Chest warm with fuzzies, she nudged Ellie’s jaw with her nose, breathing in her cologne.

“Then yes, I’d like that very much.” Despite both of the girls frozen against one another, the silence of the dorm, and the muffled sounds of students walking about on campus, it surprisingly wasn’t awkward. In fact if this were some kind of hyper reality, there would probably be flowers floating about the room, a soft pink glow against the walls, eyes filled with hearts. Ellie patted the girls waist once, fingers gripping the skin for a second, lips pressing to Y/N’s for a peck.

Moving off from the bed, Y/N laid back as she watched Ellie slightly stumble to their closet, laughing into her hand at the sight. Ellie only grumbled, reaching for a box above the hangers of clothes below. Pulling the dress over her head, she tossed it at the back of Ellie, grin wide as the girl turned in surprise, now holding a medium size, black box. Green eyes wide at Y/N now laying out naked, save for the thin flannel sheet covering skin from the greedy gaze. Plonking the box down on their desk, she lifted the lid to reveal a black, silicone cock, excitement bursting behind her eyes at the images beginning to flood her mind. Jeans dropping to her ankles, she kicked her legs free of them, now only standing in her underwear.

“Checkered boxers. How butch of you.” Y/N teased from her spot, taking pride in the way Ellie’s lips tugged into a grin. Shimming the leather harness up her body, and tightening it just enough to her hips, she turned back to Y/N who seemed to shrink back at the size staring her way.

“It doesn’t bite.” Ellie joked, walking over as the fake cock jumped with the each movement.

“But I know for a fact that you do.” Y/N shot back, earning another hearty laugh from the girl about to destroy her. Slowly slipping the sheet from her indecency, Ellie’s nostrils flared at the girl spreading her legs, everything was on display for her to see. Kneeling in, the silicone cock pressed hard against her wet folds, sucking in a breath as Ellie palmed her breast.

“Can you get on your hands and knees for me?” She whispered, gently tugging at the back of the girls body. Y/N nodded weakly, legs trembling with anticipation as she got up and into position as requested, feeling Ellie’s fingers moving to the skin of her stomach from behind. It was definitely nerve inducing, unable to see what Ellie was looking at, what kind of face she was making, what would happen next. She was completely at her mercy, and she couldn’t help but love every second of it.

“Perfect, all exposed for only me to see.” Ellie’s rough voice cut through the silence and heavy breathing, tone dipping back into that of lust. Dragging her tongue over her bottom lip, Ellie pulled it between her teeth, gaze dark at the girl before her presenting herself so openly. Y/N squeezed her eyes shut, unable to keep waiting patiently as she slumped forward onto her cheek, back arching, tits resting against the sheets. Gulping down the sliver of self doubt she felt, Y/N peered behind from her spot, eyes locking on Ellie’s gaze, slowly shaking her ass and pressing it back onto the silicone.

“El, please.” The girl spoke low, lewd as she gauged how Ellie didn’t waste a second before delving back into her pussy.

“Fuck!” Y/N bit into the sheets, feeling Ellie lick a harsh line from her clit to her dripping hole, tongue only dipping in for a second as a hand came down on her ass cheek, the sound echoing throughout room. Then there was the blunt tip of cold silicone pressing to her hot flesh, moaning as she began to grind back into the cool feeling of it prodding away. Ellie chuckled lowly, ambitions high as she dragged the toy up and down, from her clit to her ass, spreading the creamy wetness.

“Here we go.” Ellie spoke as she leaned her chest to Y/N’s back, littering soft kisses to her shoulder blades. Warmth filled her tummy as the hard silicone slow but surely began to enter her pussy, so tight she was wavering on the worry it would tear her open. Luckily the wetness aided in adjusting to the harsh stretch, not to mention Ellie’s soft kisses still pressing lovingly to the skin of her back. Although the gentle nature of her actions were quickly subsided once she sighed into the mattress, fully absorbed in the moment and finally content with the way the cock sat inside her.

“Tell me if it hurts.” Ellie rasped, her weight against Y/N disappearing before two warm palms were gripping at the meat of her hips. The cock dragged agonizingly slow from her pussy, a loud squelch filling the air before Ellie snapped forward, hips flush against Y/N’s ass.

“Oh fuck! Ellie!” She yelped as the girl behind her began to thrust at a steady speed, the force so harsh it caused her to lurch forward. Body shaking at the heavenly prodding of the cock against her overly sensitive walls, clamping down as it dragged in and out, pushing back with more ferocity than the last. Ellie found herself grunting in pace, eyes glued to the way the black cock revealed a creamy white coating between thrusts, the way Y/N’s ass was jiggling, the arch in her back moving in time to grind down. It was filthy, the noises the girl beneath her was making, perfectly complimenting the wet sounds her pussy was suctioning in the toy.

“Does that feel good pretty girl?” Ellie grunted, sounding very similar to a wild animal claiming their prey, voice close to a snarl. Y/N could merely gasp in response, feeling the cock poke continuously at her cervix, rendering her unable to speak, “Yeah, am I making my gorgeous girl feel good?”

“You look so fucking good sucking my dick in, I can see everything from back here baby.” Ellie went on, her words aiding the orgasm building in Y/N’s tummy, feeling her arms turn to jelly. A rough hand reached around and up to press into the skin beneath her belly button, fingers dancing over the bulge the large cock created against her body. Pads pushing at the delicate skin, Y/N gasped out of shock, closed eyes shooting open to whip back at Ellie, cheek still on the mattress.

“Yeah, just like that.” Ellie mumbled, hand moving south to play with the girls swollen, pink clit. Instead of sharp circles, she pinched the nub, drawing a scream from Y/N’s lips, although it was cut short by a hand slapping over her mouth from behind. Ellie’s slightly sweaty palm muffled her voice, moaning shielded by the rough grasp on her face. Tears poured from her glossy eyes, rolling over Ellie’s fingers.

“I want you to come on my dick. Can you do that?” The sweetness in her voice was causing whiplash, so very different from the way her bottom half was ramming against her. All she could do was muffle a cry, clamping down on the toy inside, body spasming as she went limp, the only thing keeping her up was Ellie’s other hand on her stomach.

“That’s so hot, fuck.” Ellie seemed to say to herself, pulling the cock out with a wet pop to prop up on one knee, burying her face into Y/N’s soaking pussy.

“Mmm,” Ellie’s eyes closed as she delved in her tongue out, fingers hooking into her ass cheeks to pull them apart, staring down at her hard work. Licking from Y/N’s clit to her pussy, gathering all the wetness she had a hand in creating. Pulling back with a lidded gaze she watched, chuckling as Y/N fell sideways onto the sheets, out of it and body loose like a rag doll.

“That felt amazing but,” Y/N spoke with her nose dug into the comforter, holding back a grin at how Ellie’s face dropped at the implication that it could’ve been better. Leaning on sore forearms, she wrapped her arms around Ellie’s neck, playing with the damp strands loosened by their activities, “Now I really want you to scissor me.”

“Oh yeah?” Ellie smirked, gaining every bit of confidence back in seconds. Smug face held as she moved to tear off the harness, pulling her boxers down in one swift motion, sports bra thrown over her head, eagerness drawing a giggle from Y/N. Moving back so she was now laying against Ellie’s pillows, she tried taking in deep breathes to calm at how the toned girl before her was slotting herself between her legs.

“Can’t wait to have your perfect pussy against mine.” Ellie stated so confidently it drove Y/N to reach up, pulling the girl down to meet their lips in a heated kiss. Tongues out and battling, sloppy with teeth clinking together, Ellie moved one leg over Y/N’s, both girls moaning into each other’s mouthes as their folds caressed one another. Pushing deeper, Ellie’s lips faltered as their clits bumped together, wetness mixing messily against their inner thighs.

“Fuck baby, so wet for me.” Ellie touched her forehead to Y/N’s, one hand on her hip, the other propped up on the pillow her head lay on. Y/N caught her lips, gentle movements between their mouthes contrasting the rough way Ellie was plowing their pussies together, each others moans drowned out in the swipe of a tongue, puffy lips connected by a layer of salvia. The wet noises from between their legs competing with their faces, basically devouring each other at this point. Ellie angled her jaw, pushing Y/N deeper into the pillow, hand reaching to play with Ellie’s low bun.

“Come on doll, you have one more in you.” She gasped, eyes wild as she stared down into Y/N’s, licking her bottom lip before biting down on it. The girl beneath her moaned at the nickname, sucking on her tongue. The two bodies moving in tandem began trembling, trickles of pleasure running up their spines, lips locking as the orgasm washed over. Ellie fell forward, catching herself on one hand before laying to the side, pulling half of Y/N’s sweaty, naked body onto hers. Tattooed arm wrapped around her still trembling shoulders, Ellie leaned down to place a butterfly kiss on her cheek.

“That was-“

“Incredible.” Y/N huffed out, nosing Ellie’s sharp jaw with underlining affection. The girl holding her grinned in appreciation at the action, arm tightening around her.

“You know, most roommates don’t fuck.” Y/N whispered, absentmindedly tracing over Ellie’s tattoo. The girl hummed, glancing down for a second.

“No, but girlfriends do.” At this Y/N shot up, wobbling for a second on weak arms before a bright smile took over her face. She shifted so she was laying on Ellie’s chest, breasts squished together.

“Fucking finally!” Y/N laughed into the girls neck, relishing the way the body beneath hers rumbled with contagious laughter of its own, arms coming up to wrap around her back.

“Fucking finally.”

Did y’all enjoy? Are you horny now? Good.

we know there is a beauty to our kind of love that others can’t always understand. we have a language from the women who came before us, and a culture as rich as the land they gathered on. though we are different, we are the same where it counts. we were forged in the same fire of girlhood, of difference, of strange and lonely girls who loved their female friends a little too much. sometimes i am struck by the symmetry of our lives: i tell you an autobiographical joke and you already know the punchline. we find comfort in each other that we never found anywhere else. a depth of understanding we wouldn’t trade for the world.