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luvmei · 10 months

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You’re everything to me

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: vi (arcane) x fem!reader

❥ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: “You and Violet have always been best friends. Who are both idiots because you’re both in love with each other. But oblivious to each other’s feelings.” Best friends to lovers. Fools/Idiots to lovers. Roommates to lovers. Modern AU (kinda but also kinda not)

❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: fluff + angst + smut

❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: … 8,7k pls don’t k word me lmao

⟶ 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: oral, fingering, tribbing (?), the build up to them confessing and also having smut is slow so I hope you can handle (?) that!, mentions of blood, bruises etc etc. lots and lots of kisses between them both. insecurities. OH yeah this is the first time for the reader, being sexually intimate with someone! playful banter. I’m pretty much convinced at least 3k is just pure smut.

⟶ A/N: HONESTLY. I’m screaming. it’s done 😭 I wanna apologise in advance, english is my third language so my grammar might not be optimal 😭 but I hope you enjoy it regardless. please be kind to me 😵‍💫. this is the first time I write something for an audience (?) tbh. leaving my google docs for once hdhdhd. almost 9k… I’m insane. I’m so sorry. also thank you @saenaoin for seeing and reading the first drafts. you were mainly the reason why I pushed through! thank you so much. ALSO thank you @abadbitvh for proofreading and being so sweet!!! I’m really thankful for you.

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Being roommates with your best friend has its perks. You see each other pretty much all the time. You can help each other with tasks if you’re stuck or in need of guidance. Your tall best friend can reach things up in the higher cupboards. You can have movie marathons more often, you can ramble to someone whenever you need it. Share each other’s clothes. Bake together. She’s also very strong and would protect or stand up for you without thinking. Teaches you and helps you out with working out. And whenever you’re in need of a hug, your best friend is probably already ready to cuddle.

But your best friend isn’t just your best friend. You’ve been in love with Violet for god knows how long. You still have no idea how Vi wanted to be your friend, considering you are a topsider.

Caitlyn was the one who introduced you both, years ago. You know Cait since you were both kids, went to the same schools, played together. Grew up together.

She’s always been good at aiming and shooting. So it came to no surprise when she wanted to do something that might involve what she was good at. While she was more active, you were more on the creative side.

You’re an artist, you made art in all sorts of various techniques. Art has always been a passion to you, whether it be paintings, photography, drawings, sketching, you name it. You’ve always been intrigued by life and creativity.

The first time you met Vi was when you were sketching some random things in your little sketchbook in your art studio. Animals, objects, plants. Your studio was a small but bright place. The brick walls were painted white. The room always smells like oil paint or clay. You loved the smell, it made you feel at peace. Paintings are leaning against the walls, there were paint spots all over the floor. Music blasting through the little Bluetooth speaker.

You were too busy being in your own little world that you didn’t notice that Caitlyn had someone with her. So used to her coming over to your art studio, you didn’t really turn around to meet her.

The moment you realised she wasn’t alone you felt like the whole world stopped. When you met Vi’s eyes, you felt like you could drown in them. You’ve never seen someone this beautiful and cool.

Entranced by her beauty you almost forgot to introduce yourself to her. You were blushing and your childhood friend definitely noticed. Vi was very impressed by your art. She thought everything you’ve made was wonderful. Caitlyn knew both of you would be friends soon. That day you both became good friends.

Such good friends that you eventually became roommates. Vi needed a new place to stay and you basically have a spare bedroom. So you thought why not.

You’re close with her sister as well. Violet loved that you got along with Jinx a lot. She always says that it means a lot that two of her favourite people get along well.

You don’t know exactly what she means by that but you always assumed she meant it in a friendly way.

The rest is basically history.

You fell in love with your roommate. Fast and hard. You’ve never really had any serious crush or you’ve never had feelings this strong for someone before meeting Vi.

You loved her so much. Her beautiful smile that makes you melt on the spot. The way she laughs when she finds something very funny. The way Vi her eyes light up when you make her favourite food. Or how she loves to tease you, you’ll never admit it but you secretly love it. She’s a walking sun and moon. Violet has always been there for you since day one. Holding your hand in the dark when you need it the most. Brought you so many laughs, love and memories. She’s so emotionally intelligent too. Vi is so strong, mentally and physically. Gives the best hugs. Has the most beautiful personality. She’s so attractive that it makes you cry sometimes. She is everything to you. She’s your muse.

Violet has helped you in so many ways ever since she came into your life. You were in a very dark place around the time when you met her, she brought a lot of light into your life. Forever thankful that she became a part of your life.

Today it’s been 3 years since you met Vi. You were hoping you’d be spending some time with her for the anniversary of your friendship with her this evening. She promised she would be home to watch some movies or play some video games tonight.

The only thing that illuminates the living room is the small flatscreen on the wall. You are browsing through channels trying to distract yourself from overthinking too much. With a sigh you turn the tv off and drop the remote on the couch next to you. You are so bored and exhausted.

Suddenly an idea pops in your head, you should sketch a bit. You grab your old vegan leather bag off the floor that you always carry everywhere with you. You eagerly open the clasp of the bag to take out your sketchbook and your favourite black ballpoint pen. Dropping the bag as fast as you grabbed it, you go through your sketchbook to find a blank page. As you’re looking for a clean page to sketch, you stop when you find your countless drawings and sketches of Vi.

Feeling your cheeks heat up, you groan. “God Y/N. Why are you blushing? You’re all alone.” You say as you lean back on the couch and close your eyes.

You open your eyes again and look down at your own sketches and sigh. You bring your hand down and start tracing the outlines of the drawings with your fingertips. You bite your lip. She’s so pretty, you think to yourself.

You notice there is one small spot of space left on the right page. You click on your pen and bring your pen down the paper and start sketching her lips from your memory. Focusing on outlining lips and including her scar on the left side of her top lip. As you’re sketching a faint smile appears on your face. You can't get over the fact of how pretty Violet is. Her lips are so beautiful, you could dream about those lips all day. Or kissing them.

As you’re drawing you start feeling your eyelids closing in on you. Yawning, you put your pen down between the pages and close the book slightly. You lie down on your side, placing the book next to you. You grab one of the many couch pillows and hug it against your chest. Closing your eyes, you feel yourself drifting fast to sleep.

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The door unlocks from the apartment and Vi opens the door slowly. She is about to call out your name until she hears soft snores coming from the living room. A small smile spreads across her face. She places the keys on the little side table. As Vi moves into the apartment she hisses and places a hand on her injured right side of her stomach. A day without Vi not getting into fights, unheard of.

She walks slowly towards the living room and rounds the corner, peeks her head out into the room and spots you sleeping on the couch.

A huge smile spreads across her face as she admires you, she then tip toes towards you. She tries to not make too much noise or sudden movements to not wake you up. As she’s coming closer to you she notices that your sketchbook fell, with the pages open downwards, on the floor. She picks it up slowly and brings it up closer to her.

Violet is about to close the sketchbook until she recognises herself in some of the sketches. Wait, she thought. She gasps softly. All of the sketches on the two pages are her. She saw her face in different angles, some specific details like her lips or eyes. She looks through the other pages and sees herself appear in a lot of her other sketches as well. Vi feels her cheeks heat up.

Her eyes drift towards you and take in your sleeping form. You look even more innocent when you are sleeping, she thought. She walks towards an empty space on the couch next to your legs. She slowly sits down next to you and closes the little sketchbook. As she is about to put your sketchbook on the living room table in front of the couch she feels your body stir.

You slowly open your eyes and yawn. Your eyes widen when you take Vi in. “Vi?” you whisper yell.

“Ah shit, sorry for waking you up angel” Vi groans and puts the sketchbook on the table “you looked like you were sleeping so peacefully”. She then turns towards you, pouting. Your eyes shift towards the table and you sit up when you look at what she just placed on the living room table.

“Hold on, i-is that my sketchbook?” You ask as you feel yourself blush.

“Uh yeah,” She says while scratching the back of her neck.

“Did-“ before you could finish your sentence you notice the new bruises on her face and you look down to see her knuckles being full of blood. “Did you get into a fight again?” You sigh and pinch your nose when you don't get an answer right away.

“Yeah,” she whispers while avoiding your gaze. “But before you ask, I’m fine”

“You’re not fine, I can literally see the bruises, the blood on your hands, cuts all around your face and-” As you scoot closer to her you notice the big bloodied right side of her stomach “Vi” you gasped softly.

“I said I’m fine” she said frustratingly.

You shake your head as tears form in your eyes.

“Why?” you whisper, mostly to yourself as you stand up. You are so tired of this. Especially since you’re always so afraid of losing her, thinking that every day might be the last. You are too exhausted to even have a discussion with her. So you decide to go to the bathroom to get the first aid kit.

Vi looks up at you when she notices you walking away from her. “Y/N? Where are you going?”

You didn’t bother to reply, you went into the hallway towards your shared bathroom. Feeling your tears well up in your eyes, you tried to calm yourself down. You open one of the cabinets once you get into your bathroom to get the things you need. Then you sit down on the floor to open the small red box.

“Y/N?” You could hear Violet groan in pain in the hallway.

You tried so hard not to cry but you failed. You quickly wipe your tears away and you take the things you knew you needed. When you try to stand up you see Vi in the doorway. She looks at you with a worried expression on her face. You sigh and stare down at the things in your hands.

You stand up and avert your eyes from her face “Can you please sit on the side of the tub please?” You tried to say without sounding like you just cried. Your voice sounded broken either way.

You expect the pink haired girl to argue with you, but to your surprise she just does as she was told. She sits down in the middle of the side of the tub. You turn around and grab a small bathroom stool that is in the corner next to the laundry basket. You place it in front of Vi and you sit in front of her.

You put most of the things from the kit on the floor while you keep a big cotton pad and apply some of the alcohol on it. When you look at her, you can see her watching your every move.

You slowly lean closer to her while pressing the cotton pad against the cut near her VI tattoo. She hisses at the contact but doesn’t comment. You continue to clean her cuts on her face.

The room is mostly silent, you can only hear your breathing or the noises Vi makes occasionally. Once you’re done with her face you sigh and look down at the bloody place on her right side “Can I lift your hoodie and shirt?” You ask softly, still not looking her in the eyes.

You don’t get an answer right away, so when you don’t you decide to shift your eyes towards hers. Vi stares at you, worried expression still on her face. “Are you okay?” She whispers and slowly brings her hand towards your face.

You snort but your face still heats up at the contact “I should be asking you that, but I’m fine.”

You place your hand on hers and grab it softly in yours but then you slowly push hers away from your face.

“Maybe so, but you don’t look fine” she chuckles. You feel her studying your face and you close your eyes.

“Can I please continue with what I was doing? Please” you say this and open your eyes again but you don’t look straight into her steely eyes anymore. Violet sighs but nods and you get back to work.

Slowly you lift her hoodie and then her undershirt. You notice a huge bloodied scratch around her stomach. “Oh my god” you whisper mostly to yourself.

“It looks worse than it actually is.” she says quickly to reassure you. As you’re looking at the wounds you feel your eyes start to sting all over again and you try to blink as much as you can to keep yourself from crying. You hate that she’s so impulsive and doesn’t always think about the consequences. Especially when it comes to putting herself in dangerous positions. You don’t reply to her, you're too emotional and exhausted to do so.

You try to clean her wounds like you usually do. Vi hisses when you apply the cotton pad with the alcohol against the scratches. “You’ll be okay.” You whisper repeatedly trying to keep yourself from crying in front of her. You hate that you feel so emotional, especially since you’re focusing on treating her well. You just wish she was more careful.

Vi’s eyes stare you down intently. “I’ll always be okay cupcake,” she says softly and then sighs “but I wonder if you are.”

You close your eyes momentarily. “Y-yeah” you stutter. Opening your eyes you see her still staring at you. You avoid her intense eye contact and lean down to grab a big bandaid. You unwrap the band aid and you place it softly against her wounds on her stomach. She whimpers when she feels your touch.

“Am I hurting you?” You ask worriedly and look up at her face. Her eyes are closed and you can’t help but to admire her beautiful face. Even when she’s full of bruises or scars, she’ll always be the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen.

“No, no no” she whispers, opening her beautiful blue eyes looking straight into yours.

You can feel yourself blush and you smile faintly at her. You then avert your eyes from hers and look down at your hands, fidgeting with your hands. “I’m sorry for being so emotional, I’m just very scared to lose you” you bite your lip anxiously. You take a deep breath when you feel her hands coming to hold yours, looking up into her eyes.

She gazes longingly at your face “you’re not going to lose me, you know I can handle myself.”

Vi squeezes your hands and leans closer to your face. You could see a faint blush forming on her cheeks.

“But,” you bite your lip repeatedly and let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in “what if you can’t handle yourself? What if you won’t make it the next time? I am genuinely so scared that every day might be the last time I’ll see you, alive.” You feel your eyes stinging again but this time you don’t try to blink the tears away.

Vi brings one of her hands to your face to wipe away the tears from your eyes. “What do you want me to do?”

You lean against her hand and close your eyes momentarily. Her touch is so soft even if her hands are a bit rough. You can feel her rubbing your cheek. Slowly you open your eyes again and see her face even closer to yours. Your eyes widen and you can feel yourself blush furiously.

You try to look away from her to avoid her piercing gaze and try to clear your mind. All that’s on your mind is her. It’s always her. “I j-just want you to be a bit more careful. That’s all. Please” you look down at your hands “You mean everything to me. I can’t lose you.”

You could feel her other hand leaving your hands and reaching up to hold the other side of your face. Violet tilts your head up to make you look at her.

“You’re very special, you mean the world to me too. I’ll try to be more careful from now on” she whispers while looking deeply into your eyes. A genuine smile appears on her face and you notice the glint in her eyes “You know, I didn’t know you liked drawing me.”

You didn’t think you’d be able to blush any harder but you could feel your face heat up a lot more than before. “Uh, about that-” Vi cuts you off quickly.

“I don’t mind it, in fact I am very honoured,” She winks at you which makes you bite your lip and avert your eyes from hers. You can feel your heartbeat go faster by the second. “Everything you make is always beautiful,” Violet caresses your face with fondness “You’re beautiful.”

Your eyes widen and you meet her eyes once again. “I think you’re beautiful too, you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.” You whisper shyly. You can feel Vi’s thumb trace your lips softly.

“Do I make you nervous?” She asks teasingly.

“I guess you do.”

“Why is that?” Vi leans closer to your face. You could feel her breath on your lips, her nose touching yours.

You could feel your heart beating like crazy, feeling butterflies in your stomach. You wondered if she could hear your loud heartbeat as well. Your mouth felt dry still you tried to swallow “It’s because,” your eyes shifted from her eyes to her lips constantly “I-I’m in love with you. I’ve been for a long while-”

She cuts you off, kissing you by surprise. Capturing all the words you were about to say. Never did you think you’d ever be able to feel her lips on yours. And here she is, kissing you. Completely shocked, your whole body freezes as you feel her lips claim around yours, hands pulling your face towards her as she keeps pressing her lips further, almost to the point it hurts.

All your thoughts overwhelm your brain, disabling any rational understanding of what is going on. Eventually you lean closer against her and you move your hands around her shoulders as you kiss her back.

She sucks lightly on your lips and then she slowly pulls away from your lips to kiss your cheek. Her lips travel all over your face and neck.

“How long?” She rasps. Vi kisses your throat softly.

“Huh?” Your brain is still all over the place, eyes heavy and clouded.

She pulls you closer to her trying to feel more of your body against hers. You feel like your whole body is on fire. Can’t believe she just kissed you. Still kissing you.

“How long have you had feelings for me?” Violet whispers against your skin.

She stops kissing you when you don’t reply to her question yet. Vi stares at you, waiting for you to reply. Not realising your eyes were closed, you slowly open your eyes, looking straight into her eyes.

You swallow dry at the intensity behind her eyes, your heart beating madly in your chest. A flare of heat rushes to your cheeks as you decide to tell her the actual truth, too anxious to even try and lie to Vi when she is looking at you like that. Like she’s about to devour you.

“Three years?” you answer, hesitant eyes jumping between hers.

Violet groans and almost jumps at your lips. Kissing you full of passion, with everything that she can offer. You feel her tongue tracing your lips slowly. Knowing what she wants you open your mouth slightly for her. She slips her tongue past your parted lips and swirls it around yours.

You take all of her passion in, the warmth of her being so close to you. The feel of her rough yet soft hands holding you close to her. You don’t want to ask her how this is happening. You don’t dare to question if it’s even real or a dream.

“Three years?” She groans “I’ve been in love with you for three years and you’re telling me I could’ve had you from the start?”

Your eyes widen and you pull away from her, just slightly. Your eyes fill with tears again, but this time they are happy tears. “I-I never thought I’d have a chance or that you’d even like me back. I always thought you’d end up with someone else. Anyone but me. I thought you only saw me as your best friend.” You whispered to her.

She shakes her head and chuckles. Her eyes then stared at you, full of love. She brought her hands to cup your cheeks, leaning closer to your face again. Vi wipes your tears away and you smile at her. She leans down to kiss the corner of your mouth.

“We’re both such fools” She murmurs.

You giggle “Yeah we are.”

“I’ve always liked you from the start. Eventually it blossomed into something more serious. But I was always attracted and interested in you from the beginning. You became everything to me quite quickly” She looked at you intently.

You look at her with so much adoration, you wrap your arms around her and squeeze her close to you. “I love you so much” you say as you nuzzle your face in the crook of her neck.

Both of you sit in the bathroom, hugging each other for a while until you feel yourself slowly becoming uncomfortable on your little stool.

You slowly pull away from your embrace but Vi had other plans. She groans and holds you closer against her again. Violet kept pressing soft kisses to your forehead which made your insides melt instantly.

“Vi, I don’t mean to complain, and I’m not. But can we please cuddle somewhere more comfortable?” You say as you try to pry yourself apart again “My butt is becoming very numb.” This time she lets you pull away from her, only just slightly.

“Oh, like in a bedroom?” She says in faux innocence, but you could see her eyes glinting with mischief.

You playfully shove her off you and roll your eyes at her. “Of course you’re thinking about misbehaving.” You try to look stern but your mouth deceives you very quickly.

“You really can’t stay mad at me,” she says teasingly then purses her lips while making kissing noises “you love me too much.”

She holds your hips while chasing your lips. You giggle loudly when she pecks you dramatically all over your face. “I hate that you’re right.” She gasps dramatically and you stick your tongue out playfully when Vi acts like a wounded puppy.

“Before we go, I need to clean your bloody hands first” you grab her hands in yours as you stare up at her face “We don’t want blood on our white sheets do we?”

Vi’s eyes gleam and a smirk forms on her face quite quickly. “I guess we don't,” she says teasingly.

She lets you clean her knuckles. You know Violet isn’t the most patient so you’re relieved she’s letting you do this at your own pace.

After you’ve replaced her bandages on both her hands and her arms, she sighs happily and leans down to press a kiss on your forehead. You lean against her touch happily.

“Hmm my butt is very numb now” you say dryly which makes Vi snort.

“Then let’s go to a more comfortable place” she says, winking at you.

You quickly lace your fingers with hers while standing up and drag her with you out of the bathroom. You both walk towards the two doors that lead to your separate bedrooms. Vi surprises you by pushing you against the door of her closed bedroom. You feel your cheeks heat up instantly at the action. She leans her head down to your level.

“So which room, yours or mine?” She asks cheekily.

You roll your eyes at her and snort “Why do you have to sound like one of those typical players?” Your comment makes Vi gasp.

“Come on, we were having a moment!” Vi exclaims, throwing her hands in the air.

You try to bite back your giggles. Vi’s eyes widen for a second and then darken as she looks down at your lips. She puts one of her hands next to your face on the wall and leans her face down again. With her other hand she grabs your chin softly to tilt your head up to hers.

She tips her head to the side, leaning forward to press her lips to yours in a gentle kiss. “Your lips are so heavenly” she murmurs against your lips.

You eventually pull your lips away from hers to press soft kisses against her neck. “Hmmm you’re so hot” you hum against her neck. Vi groans softly when you suck on a particular spot.

She reaches down to grab your face in her hands and you feel butterflies in your stomach all over again.

Reuniting your mouths, this time not only is she kissing you deeply, her hands busy themselves with tracing your body above your clothes. You can feel them slowly going down beneath your arms, softly grasping at your hips and down your legs, on the way back up finding themselves beneath the big sweater you are wearing.

“I’ve dreamed… about having you… kissing you. holding you… for so long” she tells you between pecks at your lips that slowly travel down your neck. A broken moan slips past your lips as she’s caressing your body and kissing your neck.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been dreaming about this moment. All the things I wanted to do to you. How heavenly your body must look like and how good I could make you feel if you’d let me…”

Her hands pull your sweater up at the same time her tongue slips up and down your pulse point on your neck, and you squirm a bit as a light whimper leaves your lips. Your sweater gets stuck because you’re still holding her.

“V-Vi” you sigh dreamily as you close your eyes, hands clinging to her back. “W-We should continue this in the bedroom” you say shyly.

She chuckles lightly against your neck and looks up at you through her eyelashes. “Which room?” she says, biting her lip.

You groan and close your eyes “We are against your door, let’s just get inside.”

Vi laughs and reaches for the door handle while holding your back with her other hand. “Someone’s sexually frustrated” she chuckles as she’s kissing your cheek.

She opens the door with a little push and you both stumble into the room. Closing the door, she wraps her arms around you quickly making you giggle. Vi nuzzles her head in the crook of your neck and pecks your neck softly. Your heartbeat is beating so fast, you feel lightheaded.

She lifts her head and your eyes catch hers, her lips finding yours in a rough kiss; not wasting any time with slipping her tongue past your lips. The atmosphere in the room changes within seconds. Vi is wrapped around you completely, a hand cupping one of your breasts, the other holding your ass. You never wanted someone more.

A string of moans are slipping past your lips as Violet drops her head down to press open mouthed kisses against the skin of your neck. Your hands rest on her stomach, her hard abs warm underneath your palms.

“Can I undress you?” Vi asks against your neck.

It takes your brain a moment to wrap around what she’s asking, right now, to you, and when it sinks in you feel yourself heat up even more.

You’ve never been intimate with anyone so you were quickly becoming nervous. Everything seemed more real when she asked you that question. Yes, you were extremely turned on and you wanted her so badly but the fact that you’re very inexperienced made you a bit anxious. You wanted to be the best lover for her.

Vi senses your discomfort and pulls her head back from your neck to look at you.

“Y-yeah s-sure,” you squeak out, smiling unevenly because you can’t control your face right now.

“Hey, it’s okay. If you don’t want to do anything tonight, that’s totally okay” she says while holding your face in her hands. Violet’s fingers caress your cheeks and you close your eyes enjoying her touch.

You open your eyes again to look at her eyes. Her eyes were filled with lust a couple of minutes ago but now you could see more than that. Love and concern. It made your heart feel warm.

You sigh contemplating whether you should tell her the truth or not. Deciding to be honest with her, you voice your insecurities. “I do want to. I just feel really insecure because I’ve never been intimate or sexual with anyone… and I want to be a good lover for you” you whisper softly.

Vi smiles warmly and leans down to press a small kiss to your forehead. “You’ll always be a good lover. Being inexperienced doesn’t change that. You’re perfect. I’ll help you out and guide you if that’s what you want?”

You bite your lip as you think for a second.

“Okay.”

“Okay, what?”

“I want you to help me out a bit… and I want to… you know” you don’t say the obvious because you suddenly feel embarrassed. Your face heats up quickly when you see her look at you mischievously.

“Hmmm I don’t know what ‘you know’ means, you’ll have to enlighten me” she says teasingly.

You hide your face with your hands and groan. “You know exactly what I mean!”

Vi giggles and you sigh dramatically. “Okay, I will stop teasing you after you tell me what you want” she says before kissing the hands that are covering your face.

You slowly reveal your face again, crossing your arms instead and you huff. She arches an eyebrow at you with a smile on her face, waiting for you to talk. “I-” you hold yourself back for a couple of seconds “I want to have sex with you” you say feeling warmth rushing towards your cheeks once again.

Vi’s smile widens and she wraps her arms around you. “I want to have sex with you too” she whispers against your ear making you shiver. Your hands grasp her strong arms and you hide your face in the crook of her neck.

“My shy baby, you’re everything to me” she says as she holds you closer against her body.

You pull back from her embrace slowly to whisper “I want you” looking deeply into her eyes. Suddenly you feel her lips crash against yours.

Her lips are so soft and swollen. You’ve kissed each other so much tonight that you almost can’t feel your lips anymore. The kiss is like velvet against yours, and there’s still no hurry when she tilts her head a millimeter to fit against you better and you unconsciously perk up on your toes to reach her better. It’s only natural that your hands find her shoulders to help your balance. All your previous nerves slowly go away because Violet is kissing you so full of love. Your eyelashes are fluttering against your cheeks and you sigh.

All you can taste, all you can feel, all you can see, all you can think about is her.

Her mouth moves, delicate and slow. Violet kisses you like she has all the time in the world. Her fingers fold over yours on her shoulders, and her skin is so hot and nice and to make things worse her hands move down your knuckles to your wrists and trails the lines of your arms all the way to the collar of your sweater up to cup your cheeks. She deepens the kiss like this, bringing you in closer, and you can’t seem to catch your breath.

You try to, though, and when your lips part and you inhale and taste her and only her and nothing but her and the oxygen refilling your lungs. Everything about it makes you sleepy, something sweeps across your bottom lip and your breath turns into a gasp. Her tongue insists itself against yours, hot and slick as she tastes you deeply and what had been a gasp is now a loud embarrassing moan.

Nobody has ever kissed you like this. Ever. So sensual, so passionate and so full of love.

Vi is literally the only reason why you’re still standing, holding you steady against her body.

“God I need you so bad baby” she groans against your lips. You shudder against her and feel the sensation pool down low between your thighs. You know your panties are ruined by now. You’re so wet and turned on. Only for her.

“M-more, please please”

“You know when you beg like this I can’t say no to you princess.”

Fingertips find the hem of your sweater and you lean back. You raise your arms quickly to help her rid you of the unnecessary piece of fabric. Who needs clothes anyways? And with all that skin freshly exposed, Violet is more than happy to take advantage of it.

You don’t know what to do with your hands at all. They’re trembling like crazy, and your core is, too, as she drops your sweater to the floor and begins kissing along the crook of your neck. Her large rough hands find the curve of your waist where it meets your hips and clutches to it, holding you tight as she works her way with kisses and nips to your shoulders and any skin along the way down to your breasts.

“Fuck, no bra,” she mutters in a very raw tone, her voice strained. Vi breathes in through her nose, you blush hard at that comment and shiver when she exhales warmly through her mouth and onto your nipple. “God. You’re so gorgeous. I can’t get enough of you. Fuck.”

That’s all you’re given before she wraps her lips around one nipple, teeth just skimming your skin as she sucks with a rough, sweet urge. Your knees buckle almost instantly.

“V-Violeeeeehhttt” you whimper, nails grabbing at her sleeveless hoodie or something to cling to, and you feel the warm vibrations of a chuckle against your flesh.

“Are you good?” She says, looking up at you. You’re flushed and you can’t speak at all, but she evidently has no trouble reading the arousal in your expression as her mouth curls into a mischievous smile. “Good.” She repeats. And then she begins licking, long licks with the flat of her tongue over your hard nipple as her other hand goes up to squeeze your other boob.

You reach your limit at that exact moment. Vi laughs as she catches you, mouth getting off your breast with a wet pop before she carefully guides you to stand straight again. She stands up again and let’s you lean against her. You’re panting, barely able to think straight as she pushes back your hair and kisses the corner of your lips lovingly.

“Hmmm maybe the bed is a better idea,” she offers and smiles down at you “don’t you think?”

She picks you up effortlessly which makes you yelp. You look up at her but your mind is still all over the place. You’re full of lust, want, desire and love for this woman. You can't help but admire her, she’s so strong. Feeling her strong arms holding you against her. A moment later you feel yourself on the bed with her on top of you.

“This is a lot better.”

You’re blushing a hot storm and you’re sopping wet, you manage to speak but your voice is strangled and pathetic “T-take your clothes off.”

For a moment her eyes go wide but she quickly composes herself. She chuckles and then moves into action. “Yes, my princess,” she winks at you, making you melt instantly “anything for you.”

She removes her clothes way too slowly for your liking which makes you whine impatiently for her.

“Patience cupcake” she looks down at you with a huge smirk on her face while removing her shirt.

Your eyes widen as you take her muscular body in. She’s so hot you thought to yourself. Suddenly you hear her laugh “Thanks angel, I should be saying the same thing about you though.”

You blush furiously “did I say that out loud?” you whisper mostly to yourself.

“Yes, you did” she snickers and places both of her arms next to your head, framing you. “I have another brilliant idea,” she says cheekily, and you blink up at her, waiting “How about I eat you out?”

“W-what?” you squeak out stupidly. Is she serious? You are too stunned to speak any further. Your heart rate skyrockets, feeling it pounding inside your throat as she drifts down to strip away what is left of your clothing.

She climbs off the bed and throws the rest of your clothes on the floor. She quickly makes work of the remaining of her own clothing as well. You have enough strength to lean back against your elbows to look towards the end of the bed.

She winks at you when she is about to remove her underwear. Your face flushes at the action making you look away and fall back down on the bed.

“Now, now, don’t be shy now” Vi chuckles. The moment you lift your head to look down the bed you feel the bed dip and see your muscular naked girlfriend crawling over the bed towards you. Was she your girlfriend though? you thought.

You look up at her when you feel her caress your cheek. “You still haven’t answered my question sweetheart,” she leans down to press a kiss on your forehead “do you want me to go down on you?”

You gulp “Y-yeah I do,” you stutter out shyly, and Violet smiles down at you “But first I want to ask you a question?”

“Tell me,” she says before kissing the tip of your nose.

“A-are we , you know,” you bite your lip and avert your eyes from hers “girlfriends?”

You feel Vi’s hands holding your cheeks and she tilts your head back to her direction making you look into her blue-grey eyes. She’s still smiling down at you, you see so much love and adoration in her eyes that it makes your eyes well up with tears again.

“Hey, hey, baby. It’s okay,” she traces her fingers down your cheeks and under your eyes to wipe away your tears “Yes, you are my girlfriend. Don’t worry, I got you.”

You wrap your arms around her neck and pull her down for a kiss. You love her so much. Her lips are like heaven to you. You’re convinced she’s an angel. She’s everything you could ever ask for. The kiss gets more heated the more you kiss each other. Your hands wander to the back of her head and you pull at the longer strands softly making her moan into your mouth.

The feel of her thigh pressed against your heated skin is heavenly, and you roll your hips up into her thigh to feel some friction against your core. You moan softly against her lips as you rub yourself against her thigh. It's slick, the mixture of your wetness and her strong thigh, and she has no trouble gliding her thigh against your pussy.

You gasp openly into her mouth, desire growing, and take it upon yourself to guide her hand down to your heat, and her mouth falls from yours to unleash a heavy groan into your neck at the first slip of her fingers between your parted lips.

It's very, very wet; more wet than you'd honestly ever been and certainly more wet than she could've imagined in her wildest dreams.

There’s a smile on Vi’s face as she slides a finger inside of you, watching the way your body squirms at the sensation.

"You're so wet for me, kitten. I love it." You whimper at the nickname she gave you and you buck your hips up towards her hand in response, silently asking for more. Vi notices and slips a second finger in, her pace speeding up with the addition. Your hands clutch the off-white bed sheets as you move along with the pace of her fingers, feeling her both curl them and spread them.

You’re lost in your own little world because of the pleasure when you feel yourself come crashing down on earth because you feel her nuzzling against your pussy, smearing your juices across her lips and opening you up to her skilled tongue and fingers.

She slowly removes her fingers, making you whine at the loss. You can feel Violet chuckle against your heat making you feel even more hot all over. Her tongue is lapping at your lower lips. Squeaky, senseless noises come out from your throat. You’re squirming at the contact and Vi just sighs like there’s nothing in the world she’d rather be doing than this right now, eating you out on her bed, and it’s so good you can barely even figure out what she’s doing with her tongue.

Vi moans into you, the vibrations full and hot, and you splutter.

“F-fuck this is too much” you squeak, your voice sounds strangled and full of desperation. You’re so close to the edge “I c-can’t this is too-too much.”

“Easy my sweet,” she places a soft kiss on your left thigh. Your whole body is trembling from the new sensations she just gave you.

“Viiiiiii” you mumble softly.

“It’s okay baby, I know, I’ve got you” she coos again, teasing. “It’s a lot. Will you let me continue?”

“Y-yeah, just uh wait a second” you whine.

“Alright.”

But after a couple of seconds waiting feels too much. It felt like hours were passing by. You’re already tired of waiting and she is, too. When she leans down to dip her tongue between your folds.

You sigh at the same time she does, except yours is very high-pitched and hers sounds so dreamy. Violet is lapping at you with determination, taking care not to be too rough this time and push you over the edge when you’re not ready for it.

“Oh, my god,” you whimper, trembling digits sinking half into her pink hair and the other against your teeth, trying to silence yourself. “Fuck, fuck, f-fuck…”

“Tell me about it,” she mumbles, her lips sealing around your clit and you almost jump out of your skin at the action. “Fucking- you taste good. You feel so good. You’re everything.”

“Fuck, Vi baby, oh my goooood” you cry out loud. You’re sure your neighbours have heard you by now. She sucks lazily at your clit while she curls her fingers into you. Vi eventually sucks harder on your clit, still occasionally swirling her tongue around your little bud while moving her fingers inside you a bit faster. You keep chanting her name between moans as you now hold onto her hair with both of your hands.

You gasp loudly as you feel your whole body trembling even more and then you feel your body tense as you come against her mouth. Your whole mind feels like exploding and all you can see is stars. You feel so overwhelmed by the amount of pleasure and emotions you were experiencing. Your body is still trembling as you feel yourself come down from your high.

You feel Vi still licking up your pussy, her mouth is heavenly. She’s now licking every last remaining wetness coming out of your entrance, moaning at the taste.

You whimper because you feel so overstimulated. You tug at her hair softly trying to signal her that you can’t take it anymore for now.

“Such a good princess,” she whispers as she retreats her mouth from your heat and she wipes your juices off her mouth with a small smile while looking at you “You did so well.” She stares you down with a glint of mischief showing up in her eyes as she licks her hand. Your eyes widen at the action but soon it makes you giggle.

“What’s so funny?” She scoffs playfully.

“Nothing.” You say trying to bite back the other giggles.

“Nothing huh?” She says teasingly as she crawls back up to your body.

You continue to giggle as you feel her fingers trace against your sides, knowing that is where you’re ticklish.

“No! Stop! This isn’t fair,” you say as you try to gasp for air still laughing “you know that I’m sensitive here”

“You know what’s not fair? Making fun of your girlfriend after she went down on you.”

You gasp dramatically “that’s not true and you know it!”

“I’ll stop when you promise to stop laughing.” She says, narrowing her eyes at you as she grabs your waist.

“Okay! Okay! I’ll stop. But I can’t stop laughing when you keep touching me like this” you close your eyes and giggle as she’s still tracing the sides of your body.

Vi hums and puts her arms next to your face, trapping you.

You sigh relieved when you don’t feel so ticklish anymore.

She brings her face right up to level with yours, lips a mere breath away. “Even when you’re laughing at me, you’re still the sexiest person I’ve ever seen.”

“Now-“ she closes the space between your lips, shutting you up. Finally re-acquainting yourself with her taste and yours. You can feel her soft mouth smiling against yours. Your hands slide down to claw at her sides.

Vi pulls away to press kisses all the way down to your neck. You feel her hands go down to find yours. She laces her fingers with yours as she’s sucking at the spot under your ear making you moan.

“I want to make you happy too” you whisper as you feel your eyes close in on you.

You feel Vi lick up your neck making you squirm under her. “Oh I’m more than happy right now.”

“But,” you say and she stops her actions to look at you again. You feel her squeeze your hands.

“You can if you want to, I’d love that. But I don’t think that’s the most important thing to me right now.” She says before she leans down to press kisses all over your face.

“But if you want me to feel pleasure too, I have an idea”

You notice her smiling cheekily down at you “oh yeah?” You ask curiously.

“Yeah, it’s uh… basically rubbing my pussy against yours” she says while looking away momentarily but then she leans down to press a kiss on your cheek “but no pressure though.”

You feel your cheeks heat up instantly. “I-I’d love to try that,” you whisper and bite your lip while looking up at her innocently “anything to make you feel good as well.”

Vi groans as she leans down, her lips consuming yours. You fall into it, forget everything but her lips against yours. You squeeze her hands again as you deepen the kiss.

You kiss for a while, tongues running along tongues, hands squeezing each other, lips moving against lips. And then you feel her moving her hips and legs a bit. You know she’s trying to find the right position to feel you against her. When she does, you feel her pussy against yours. She lets out a moan at the contact and grinds down into you with more purpose.

You whimper when you feel her dripping against your heat. God, you’re so sensitive. At first it felt a bit foreign and uncomfortable to you but quickly with every movement and grind of her hips it soon felt amazing.

You’re gripping her hands for dear life as she’s picking up the pace. “Fuck, baby, this feels so good” you moan against her lips.

“Ahh Y/N angel, you feel amazing” she moans softly. You feel her lips travelling to your neck, drowning you in kisses.

You bite your lip as she moans close to your ear. You could feel everything. Her wet heat against yours, her breasts pressing against yours as she’s grinding down while you buck up your hips every now and then. She feels so good.

You’re truly happy that you’re able to make her feel good as much as she did. She’s still making you feel good right now. You love seeing her on top of you coming apart for you. You feel your heart feel warm.

You’re so, so close, you can feel it build up really fast. You feel her rubbing her clit against yours a little bit faster than before making you tremble underneath her. Vi’s lips travel to yours again, finding yours, she kisses you passionately but sloppy. You eventually feel her still as you both fall apart. She moans against your lips. You’re making inaudible sounds as you try to come down from your high.

Exhausted, you dropped your head on the mattress. Vi hums, smiles and rubs under your eyes with the pad of her thumb. It’s comforting and having her this close to you makes your body feel like you’re close to the hearth of a fireplace. Warm, soothed.

“You okay?” She asked, smiling softly as she tucks damp strands of hair behind your ears, leaning forward to kiss both of your temples as you try to catch your breath still, to answer her.

“God, you’ll be the death of me.” You finally exhale, Vi laughs loudly and then leans down to plant a soft kiss to your lips, pulling back to look at you with a loving gaze.

“I’m sorry baby,” she says as she rolls off you but then she wraps her arms around you when she’s next to you “how about I make breakfast tomorrow?”

“And let you burn down the building?” you say teasingly.

“Hey! That’s not nice!” She says offended, her fingers start to trace your sides but, this time a lot faster than earlier.

“No, not again! I’m just teasing baby” you giggle as you try to wring yourself out of her grip.

“I’m done with your teasing” she says before she bites your shoulder playfully. You yelp loudly.

“Ah! You’re a fool!”

“Yeah but I’m your fool,” she says, nuzzling her head in the crook of your neck “isn’t that right angel?”

“Right, you’re my fool, my everything, my love…”

“Do I hear sarcasm?”

“No!” you gasp offended and give her a playful push.

She hovers over your body and presses a soft kiss on your forehead “Okay, good. I love you.”

Your eyes soften and you wrap your arms around her neck and you nuzzle against her. “I love you too baby. So much.”

There is a comfortable silence between you both as you stare at each other, all rosy cheeks and eyes full of admiration for each other before she leans down to hide her face in the crook of your neck. You grab the sheets and pull them over the both of you. Your arms wrap around her again and you sigh happily and trace your fingers over her back softly.

You can’t believe she’s yours.

You feel her pull her closer to her before both of you drift to sleep. Finally at home.

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luvmei · 1 year

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are u ever so attracted to someone that u just groan internally every time u see them like it’s physically painful how attractive they are

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luvmei · 1 year

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Of course I love you. I could go back in time and have a whole life and get old and never see you again, and you would still be it. You were— you are the love of my life.

Casey McQuiston, One Last Stop

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luvmei · 2 years

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physically i'm here but mentally i'm in new york falling in love with a girl who hasn't aged since the 70s and she can't leave the subway

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luvmei · 2 years

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don't you just love it when poets thrust their hands into your chest, crumple up your heart and with the blood adorning their fingers write poetry so personal to you

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luvmei · 2 years

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some people i want to get to know better!

it truly is a pleasure, thank you so much for tagging me @jaycouldbegay ♡!

last song; my violet and my blue - Jade, i tend to fall asleep more easily with this playing

last show; Extraordinary Attorney Woo

last book series; i'm unsure if it counts, but tamen de gushi always has a special place in my heart. 10/10 <3

currently watching; arcane (yeah. again), stranger things, and business proposal

current obsession; law of assumption, honkai, and anything related to the last of us

tagging

— @heartfairy @m3dardas @abadbitvh @queerofzaun @shortestcake @multifandomgurl

Nine people that I wanna get to know better!

Thank you so much for tagging me @xthescarletbitch 🖤 so sweet of you!

Last song: What You Will Leave Behind(End Titles) it’s from a game I still really need to play called “Spiritfarer”

Last show: The Owl House, 10/10 would recommend. It’s sooo cute!!

Currently watching: I have a few, I’m rewatching both Legend Of Korra and Heavens Offical Blessing, then Tom and Jerry for whitenoise while I sleep. 😂

Currently reading: Anything fan fiction honestly.

Current obsession: Anything to do with these women! Abby Anderson, f!Eivor, Kassandra, Korra, Vi, Sevika, and f!Dani cause I’m gay as fuck!🖤❤️💜

How is Far Cry 6 by the way, I’ve never played Far Cry but I’m obsessed with F!Dani… >>

Tagging(sorry if you already got tagged🥲)

@hotxcheeto @kassandras-one-braincell @blkdyke @danicruel @heartfairy @badasserywomen @purplesunrisefanfic @randomwritingguy @booppooo

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there’s something a lil off about how violent some ppl headcannon Sevika to be vs how calm and collected Grayson is when they’re both so similar.

both Grayson and Sevika have been shown to lash out when their plans are interrupted. Grayson berated and physically shoved Marcus into a desk when he blew up any chance of having the lanes cooperate in finding someone to blame for the explosion (MIND YOU he didn't know he was ruining plans and so from his perspective she was freaking out for him doing what enforcers do); however, Sevika has only been shown doing violence onto others that did violence on her first (and they all know exactly why she's doing violence upon them). She was never shown to be a sadistic, boisterous, cruel brute. Every act of violence (and every action she does, period) is well calculated and always a response to either: violence done upon her first or someone/something getting in the way of Zaun's independence. She pays knuckleheads visits bc it was Silco’s orders and Silco is the best person to sever the ties between Piltover and The Lanes. She stabs Vi because she rocked her shit first and bc she would absolutely try to derail her plans. She publicly defected from Vander because he put his family above the safety of all Zaunites. She killed Finn because he was trying to disrupt Silco’s vision of independence from Piltover. Sevika looks down on people being violent and destructive for the sake of it (her extremely strained relationship with loose-cannon jinx and her cringing at the blond lackey disturbing the peace 'for fun'). She isn't the type to ENJOY violence just because. She's not the feral bloodthirsty jackass a LOT of people hc her as. To ME she is extremely similar to Grayson in that they’re both dogs of their respective states who are very much looked up to bc they’re amazing leaders. They both work behind the scenes to keep things in order. They both are reactive to their environment. They are both calculating. I would go so far as to say they're both trusted leaders, but I feel that none of us were able to see how much faith the enforcers had in their sheriff. Meanwhile, everyone working under Sevika has been shown to be there for her (watching over the conversation between her and Finn incase they needed to spring into action; preparing to fight Vi until Sevika dismisses them). They trust her judgement. Just as she is loyal to Zaun, they are loyal to her.

this is spiraling and getting way too long and I know I'm shouting into the void but idk it feels a lil off how easy it is for this whole 'loves to fight, loves to fuck shit up bc she's a total brute' narrative to blossom when there isn't anything to back it up aside from yk her being darkskinned, poor, and on the side the show designates as evil EVEN THO she's going to be on any side that fights for Zaun's independence while the dirty cop who was violent to Marcus for doing his job gets to be hc'd as oh-so gentle bc she... is a sexy grandma who is good with words and encouraged a young rich girl to become an enforcer? I can understand Ambessa being seen as blood thirsty and cruel -- she's committed literal war crimes and is also a colonizer -- but Sevika? not on my watch!

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GHOSTED

vi x g/n reader

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pair ￫ vi x reader, after prison

cw ￫ pure angst(?), definitely ooc, not proofread

first impressions are important, but last impressions are aswell. you fought with vi before she was taken, now she shows up out of the blue; with somebody else?

a/n ￫ god i need more motivation. also, happy summer break everybody.

you pulled the torn cloak overhead and dashed through the alleyways. she was there, she had to be. perhaps your senses were playing tricks on you, but vi's voice was echoing out of your head; as if she was fading away again. it's been far too long. the only thing on your mind was finding and apologizing to her. the very same cloak she gave you all those years ago was being gripped tightly by your hand as street vendors and passerby's stumbled out of the way.

there you are.

you reached out to her yet a blue haired lady smacked your arm harshly. the enforcer raised a shotgun, level to your eyes, but vi put a hand on her shoulder, "calm down caitlyn. i know them." you tried to hug her, but she rejected it and merely asked if you knew the whereabouts of powder. was she still angry? that fight was years ago, we were just kids back then. so why was she being so cold, and who was this stern looking woman? you put a stop to your thinking at the thought of her disappearing once more,

"violet where have you been? i was so worried. me and ekko searched nearly the whole underground; we thought you died! please come with me—"

"stop it. i only want to know where my sister is and if you don't have a clue then i'll go find somebody who does. she's probably been so scared without me."

jinx, scared? that's hilarious. let alone the fact vi was disregarding you despite everything before silco — how could she just push you away?

"don't underestimate jinx, she's not as weak as you think. is this about the fight we had?" perhaps it was still childish to think that'd be the slightest bit relevant. the enforcer, caitlyn, scoffed.

"she asked you to tell us one simple thing and you can't even do that. i don't have enough time to spare for this." and with that, the shotgun was placed back in her holster, followed by heels clicking the other direction.

"i thought you could help us y/n, but it seems like you're still stuck in the past. we're done here."

#vi arcane #arcane violet #vi x reader #vi imagine #violet x reader #reader x violet #arcane #arcane vi #arcane vi x reader #vi #vi angst #league of legends vi

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Sunday Morning

You always assumed your crush was untouchable. She was always so close but so far away until one night you both got a little too loose and found yourself somewhere you'd never expect.

Pairing: College au! Ellie x F! Reader

Warnings: NSFW MDNI!! it’s dirty. Fluffy (like so much fluff. Tooth rotting.) Fingering, receiving oral, praise, begging, Intoxicated sex, overstim. Oh this is actually pretty tame now that I typed it out.

Word count: 6.7k hehe

A/n: THIS SHITTTTT!!!!! I swear I passed out multiple times while writing thing. The smut. The fluff. ITS JUST. GOD. I’ve been working on this one for like over a month and it’s my favorite thing ever. I hope you guys enjoy it as much as i did bc WEW

Also this isn't proof read sorry i was just really excited to show y'all this

“Fuck, You're so beautiful.”

It felt like it was impossible to catch your breath. Ellie was kissing you. Her hands were all over you, fingers grazing every inch of your body. She was in your ear whispering sweet nothings to you. Your hands moved to lift her shirt up, to which she gladly assisted with. Her skin was hot and sticky, not that you could blame her because you felt like yours was on fire. Likely caused by the alcohol strumming through both of your systems.

Just a half hour ago you were at a party, chugging liquid courage since Ellie decided to show her face. You wouldn’t say you two were friends but you had a couple classes together, so you knew each other. You studied together before. You grabbed food together once. She walked you back to your dorm one time- well twice. But you wouldn’t say you were friends.

But you certainly had a crush.

And right now your crush was hovering over you. Leaning down to press her lips into yours. Swiping your bottom lip with her tongue to ask for permission. The short, sweet moan that drew from her mouth as your tongues pressed together. Strands of short brown hair that hung over her shoulder brushed your cheek when she lifted herself. Green eyes that seemed to almost sparkle every time she pulled back to fully look at you in between kisses. You were mesmerized by it all. So fucking mesmerized.

“Is this okay?” She asked and you could only focus on how flushed her lips were and it was so fucking attractive. Or the way her breath danced over your skin because she was just that close. “It's more than okay.” You weren't sure if your words slurred together because you were drunk and the high Ellie put you in didn't make things any clearer. She smiled her cute little lopsided grin that she always does and your heart did backflips.

“Why are you laughing?” Ellie’s brows pinched and her smile widened a bit as she watched you giggle to yourself.

“I just- I can’t believe this is happening right now.” Liquid courage was doing its thing apparently because you didn't even realize you were even laughing, let alone saying what's so funny. You let your hands brush over her cheek like she was a work of art, so delicately crafted to perfection. That's what Ellie was to you. Perfection. Something you wanted to touch and taste for so long, to finally have it in your hands. Devouring the very thing you craved.

“What?” She let out a small breathless giggle.

“Nothing.” You replied, pulling her face back down to yours to let your lips connect yet again, sloppy but it did the job. Her hand cupped your breast and your back arched into her touch, gasping into her mouth. There was a passing thought about how you were definitely drunk because you didn't even realize you two were naked, heat of the moment you guessed. Not that any of that mattered. The thought was drowned by the others of how good it felt that Ellie was touching you.

While you were so wrapped up in your hazy mind, Ellie had made her way down to your breasts. Her wet mouth cupped your nipple, completely drawing you from your mind with a moan. “Oh my god” You mumbled, shivers running up your spine. Her mouth and hands on you drove you insane. You jumped as soon as her fingers pinched your other nipple, letting your head fly back into the comforter.

Intoxicated was the only way you could describe it. Pleasure strummed to your core, wetness building between your thighs as Ellie’s tongue rolled over your nipple again. Your breath was heavy and it felt like the whole room was spinning as you gasped into your hand.

“Lemme hear you.” Ellie slurred, lifting herself to move your hand from your mouth. “I wanna hear those pretty moans. Can you do that for me?” Her voice quite literally turned you into putty. So warm. So lustful. So eager. You nodded, not trusting your own voice and knowing you'd squeak out ‘Yes’.

“Good girl,” She pinched and pulled again, drawing a low moan from your lips. “Just like that.” But you couldn't take it anymore. “Ellie,” You whined, grabbing her free hand and guiding it down between your legs, “I need you.” The words desperately flew out your mouth. You were practically begging for her fingers to be inside you. Her cheeks flushed and she sat there for a second, eyes flickering over your features.

“Fuck,” She groaned and for a second you thought she was annoyed with you. “You have no idea what you do to me.” She leaned down quickly, smashing your lips together as her finger brushed your slit. The kiss was heated and rough, your teeth clinked together as your lips slipped. The moment Ellie's finger pressed down on your clit you swore you saw stars.

“Please, Ellie- more.” You begged, she was moving far too slow for your liking. She didn't have to be told twice. “Jesus, you're so wet.” Her fingers ran up your lips, spreading them apart and feeling how desperate she made you. “All this for me?” She pushed them inside easily and your fingers curled into her toned biceps. Your walls clenched around her as she started to pull out, then push back in and your moans filled the air.

If your eyes weren’t screwed shut you would have noticed Ellie was now down between your legs. Her wet lips kissing and sucking your inner thighs and you bit back a moan. “Ellie,” you huffed, barely above a whisper but she heard it loud and clear. Her lips finally met your slit, kissing around it delicately as she continued to thrust into you. She wasn’t rough with this. The way she slowed down and really savored this part made you think. If she did this to everyone- no wonder she had girls lined up for her. Because if you weren’t already in love with the girl, you were now.

You shuddered as her hot tongue licked up your clit and your hand found its way to her hair. A whine bubbled from your throat and her lips closed around your sensitive bud, sucking and moaning with you. Her fingers concentrated again, specifically right after your entrance , thrusting in and out with a purpose. You propped yourself up on your elbows because you really watch her eat you out, more than anything in the world. And you were not disappointed.

Her brows were pinched, sweat making her hair stick to her skin. Cheeks flushed, almost drowning her pretty freckles littering her bridge. Her eyes snapped up to yours, piercing gaze that made you feel like you were caught exactly where she wanted you. Her fingers pushed into you more, curling to make a ‘C’ as she pulled back out and your hips jerked into her mouth. Your fingers raked her scalp as you pulled, other hand fisting the sheets. Wet sounds filled the air along with your lewd moans and her soft grunts.

It felt like an orchestra’s build up to the crescendo, steadily gaining intensity. “Jesus- fuck El,” You slurred, pleasure making you forget that you were even talking. Ellie lifted herself from you just for a moment so she could speak without you bucking your hips into her jaw. “I know baby, I know.” It was something about the way her voice made your heart skip a beat along with her fingers hitting spots you didn't even know existed. Your eyes screwed shut again, mouth hanging low as your moans became loud, and quick. Her fingers slipped out of you and before you could even open your eyes again her warm, wet tongue dipped in your entrance.

You moaned something along the lines of ‘FuckElliedontstop’ that hopefully wasn't incoherent enough for her to understand and you needed her to understand. The coil in your gut pulled as her other hand swiped your clit. The sensation was too much for you to handle, you were seeing the damn moon at this point, fuck the stars. It was so intense. So loud. So good. God it felt so good. Her other hand kept your thighs apart and you didn't even notice you were closing her poor head in between them.

Your legs trembled and toes curled and you listened to the sounds in the room. The wet noises, Ellie grunting after she swallowed around your walls, your heavy breathing. One of her hands flew up to grab at your breast, pinching and twisting your nipple. It was all too much. Too intense. “I can't,” You cried, screwing your eyes shut as she continued to lap at your clit. “El, Im gonna cum”

“Not yet, baby.” She kissed around your slit for a moment before looking up at you. “A little longer, I know you can do it.” Her fingers thrusted into you, her eyes locked with yours and your jaw dropped. You whined, watching your boobs bounce with every thrust she did. “I can't,” You repeated because that's all you could do. Your brain was fried at this point, overrun with pleasure. Ellie returned to your clit, sucking harshly as her tongue swiped side to side. You moaned, whined, cried, and begged- anything you could do- it was all too much. The crescendo was coming, you heard it. The build up. The anticipation. The craving.

“I can't,” You whined again knowing your words were falling on deaf ears. Ellie only hummed against you, sending vibrations up your spine again. You never imagined someone could have you so… desperate.

“Ellie please.”

“Cum for me Y/n” She purred, warm breath dancing over your clit before diving back in. It was so loud, so demanding, so clear. This was it. The anticipation was killing you. You wanted to cum into her mouth so bad it made you dizzy honestly. Your hips jerked again as her fingers thrusted into you and she circled your clit with her tongue.

You imagined the orchestra finally reaching the crescendo, pleasure overwhelming you as you came. It was almost poetic. Your legs closed as you clenched around her fingers, letting out a strangled moan. It was amazing. All you could have possibly asked for and more. You trembled as she continued to lick you clean of all your juices before lifting herself to admire you. “That's my girl.” She purred but you couldn't even concentrate. The feeling of sleep overcrowding your senses right after you finished. Your eyes drifted closed as your orgasm induced high clouded your mind. Ellie’s hands pushed back your hair so she could see your face. “You did so good for me. I love you so much.” You only opened your tired eyes to see her hovering over you, chin sleek with your cum.

“El,” You trailed off breathlessly. Not only was that the best climax of your life but you were also pretty drunk and sleep was desperately needed. “Are you falling asleep on me?” She chuckled. You only hummed in response as you let your fatigue win.

You groaned as you finally stirred awake. Immediately noting the body underneath that moved you with every rise and fall of their chest. You rubbed at your eyes, expecting to wipe off last night's makeup but you were pleasantly surprised to feel nothing but clean skin. “You finally up?” That same smooth, husky voice that you dreamed of graced your ears and you mentally cheered. You wiped at your eyes some more to clear your blurry vision as you lifted yourself to fully see what the hell was going on.

Ellie laid there, white sports bra on and you saw the red print of your body pressed against hers on her stomach. Her hand held her phone, some social media app pulled up and you figured she was mindlessly scrolling waiting for you to wake up. Her hair was down, sprawled out over the soft gray pillows. She watched you wipe your eyes again, trying to cover your utter disbelief. And you wiped again. And again.

“I gotta go to the bathroom.” You muttered as you rolled off the bed. The room wasn’t spinning like you anticipated, which was good but… why wasn't it? You stared at your disheaved frame in the mirror, or at least what you expected to be disheaved but it wasn't. You were put together like you got prepared for bed last night. You wore one of Ellie’s oversized shirts and it was only then that you remembered getting up, per her command.

Did she get you ready for bed last night?

You ran your hands down your face, recalling everything up to you falling asleep after she gave you the best head you've ever received. Your nose wrinkled as you thought back on it. Didn't she say I love you? No, surely you were mistaken. There was no way she said that but you remember it so clearly. It wasn't something you could just forget. Even if she did, it was probably a heat of the moment kinda thing. People say that to eachother while having sex right? But you guys werent just people having sex, that was a one night hook up kinda sex.

Fuck.

You pushed the door open to return back to bed because none of that mattered right now. Ellie smiled as she opened her arm out, welcoming you to her warm embrace. That's right. Right now you were gonna milk this one night stand and get every last drop she was willing to give you. “Still tired?” God, her morning voice was gonna you wrapped around her finger. Her arm draped over your waist as your head rested on her chest again.

“A little. I just wanna stay here a little bit longer.” You whispered, melting into her embrace and you watched her continue to scroll on her phone. This was nice. This was amazing actually. This was the best thing that could ever happen to you and you prayed that she'd still be here when you woke up. Because this literally felt like a dream. You never suspected in your wildest dreams that you'd be cuddled up in bed with your crush after hooking up with them the night before. And there was the weirdest sensation of home around her. Wrapped up in her arms as you drifted back to sleep, you felt so at peace. The way you could hear her heartbeat banging in her chest. Or the way your breathing slowly synced up with hers as you laid there together.

Her fingers ran through your hair and you could have cried from joy in that moment. The moment on the edge of sleep and you desperately wanted to wake up. Pinch yourself to ensure this is real. But you didn't, instead you fell asleep as the smell of her shampoo invaded your senses.

The second time you woke in that familiar bed of hers you were alone. The strong scent of bacon and burnt…? Burnt- something but you couldn't put your finger on what. You were about to roll out of bed to find the source but the smell of Ellie was smothered all over her pillows. Who knows when you'll be in this bed again- if ever. You dove your face in the pillow, bringing the covers up to your chin so you could really get her scent. Did you look a little crazy? Probably. Did you care at this point? Unfortunately, yes; more than you wanted to admit. Just a few more seconds and-

“Oh- you're still asleep.” Ellie’s voice startled you but she didn't notice. Okay, all you had to do was pretend you were sleeping- easier said than done. When you were a kid your mom would always catch you up late at night playing on your little videogames underneath the covers. You were never good at pretending you were asleep. Seems like a plausible thing to grow out of right?

Ellie stood at the foot of the bed, gently shaking your foot to wake you. But the smell of burnt food was so damn strong, it was throwing off her scent from the pillows. “Did you burn something?” You rolled over, wiping your eyes to desperately cover the fact that you weren't actually asleep.

“You can smell that?” Ellie scratched at her arm awkwardly as she made her way over to you, still laying in the bed.

“I'm pretty sure the neighbors can smell it.” Your nose scrunched as you slid off the bed. “What did you burn?” You stretched your arms up high and your shirt lifted to expose soft skin hiding beneath.

“Well, I tried to make you breakfast. Hoping you'd stay long enough.” Her hands rested on your hips as she leaned in to place a sweet kiss to the corner of your mouth. “Guess I'm not a very good cook.” Your brain was basically screaming at you to keep your composure. It wanted to wander to the no man's land of ‘Why’s’ but you wanted to live in the moment. If Ellie was kissing you good morning and making you breakfast it was because you had the best pussy in the game- whatever that meant. All you knew was she was extraordinary with that tongue and was giving you the girlfriend treatment? Say less.

“So what did you burn? The eggs?” You gazed into her eyes as she held you close, thumb swiping over your skin. She was stuck in a trance just as much as you were. You two stayed there for a moment. You anticipated an answer but she wanted nothing more than to kiss you all over and take you back to bed- forget about the poorly made food.

“It was toast.” She spoke softly. The type of soft that had your heart melting and palms sweating. The type of soft that threatened to ruin the moment if it wasn't soft enough. This was so soft it made you think she was telling you a secret that the world could never know.

“How do you burn toast?” You giggled. And she scoffed. And you laughed some more because this was all so silly. This was so stupid but it was the best you've ever felt in a really, really long time.

“It's easier than it looks.”

“I'm a little scared for the rest of the food.”

“Okay the eggs might be a little questionable.” Her lopsided grin grew as you leaned in close. So close that your chests pressed together and you wished you could slow down time. Slow enough so that you could feel your heartbeats pound against each other's chest. Slow enough so you could cherish the way her fingers slid up your back as yours danced over her jaw. Slow enough for you to count every second she held her breath before you spoke.

“I wanna taste.”

It was barely above a whisper and just like before, she could hear it loud and clear. The tension was so thick you could pour it on pancakes. Your lips smashed into hers rather harshly but you two were so desperate for each other you couldn't help it. It was heated, no doubt, sloppier than you'd care to admit. But you loved kissing her. You adored the way her lips felt on yours. You craved her taste, the way she sighed, her hands pulling your hips close. You wanted it all.

You couldn't help but smile. At least a little bit because come on- look at where you are right now. Someone could have told you you died and went to heaven and you would've believed it wholeheartedly. She felt you smiling against her lips and pulled back, one hand now cupping your cheek. No words were exchanged but you knew everything she was saying. All she did was look at you. Her eyes drinking up every feature on your face and you did the same for her.

The way her smirk lifted just slightly to the side. Her mesmerizing freckles littered all over her face. The way her eyes put you under a spell every time she gazed at you like this. Her slightly flushed face as she leaned in close again. Connecting your lips but so much gentler this time. So soft and sweet- savoring the way your heart was doing somersaults right now. God- this was so perfect.

Why were you guys kissing so passionately like this? Beats you. It was a question you really didn't want the answer to honestly. You wanted to just enjoy the moment because the end was soon and you knew it. You'd never be here again as painful as it was to think. You wouldn't be kissing your crush like this again because if you did you don't know who you'd become. Ending up as friends with benefits with Ellie Williams? And she treats you like this all the time? Hard pass.

“I think it tastes good.” You smiled and she chuckled a little.

But the food did not taste good. Like at all. Now you were seated on her couch with a plate full of burnt eggs and 5 pieces of bacon- well 4 now since Ellie grabbed one when you weren't looking. The bacon was the only part that was edible- the toast was burnt so bad it wasn't even in the question. You tried to stomach the eggs but they were so horribly burnt it tasted like it was from a chicken beyond the grave. Shit- it tasted like she went to heaven herself and brought back an egg. And then tried to cook it back to life.

Ellie barely touched the eggs. She knew how badly she fucked it up by the way you awkwardly moved them around your plate. She tried to act like she was so focused on the morning cartoon playing instead but you noticed how she only ate the bacon. You honestly think she ate around 7 pieces.

Your legs were draped over hers as you two giggled to the goofy children's show that was on. You were the one who got dibs on picking what to watch and she only shrugged once she sat down beside you. It was incredibly domestic. Like this was girlfriend shit right here. You half expected a crazy ex to come bang down her door because if she treated one night stands like this…

“I think I'm gonna hop in the shower and then I can give you a ride home if you want?”

“Is that an open invitation?” Your head rolled on the back of the couch, the soft fabric pressing into your cheek. Her lips cracked into a smug grin. Excited was the only way you could describe her expression and you'd be lying if you said your heart didn't start pounding out your chest.

Ellie didn't say anything. There was nothing she could say. You just looked so fucking pretty. So pretty it gave her tunnel vision. Her hand flew over to your jaw and pulled you in to smash her lips against yours. Sure the kiss was nice but you were more worried about the plate full of gross food sitting in your lap. You couldn't concentrate on Ellie the way you wanted to, so badly. You pulled back first and grabbed the almost-fallen plate.

“I'm not going anywhere.” You giggled at her eagerness unaware of the promise you just made. Her face just flushed before she picked up her plate and yours and stood. Her other hand grabbed your wrist and dragged you along with her to the bathroom, gracefully sliding the plates on the table as she walked.

You undressed as she flipped the water on, letting it run over one of her hands before turning around. You were down to just your bra and panties when she saw you, ready to drop some more pieces of clothing.

Her eyes marveled over your body, the soft dips and ridges of your skin. The way your face seemed to heat up under her gaze. “God- how did I end up with someone so sexy.” Her hands rested on your waist again, pulling your hips into hers as she peppered you with kisses. This was her favorite part. She loved the way your lips curled into a smile against hers. Or when your fingers scratched her scalp when you grabbed her hair. And what really sent her over the edge was the little ‘mmmm’ that bubbled from your throat when she kissed you.

“So beautiful baby.” The words trickled from beneath her breath but she'd say it loud and clear if given the chance.

Her hands reached back and unlatched your bra, dropping it to the floor as you attempted to lift her shirt. With the bare skin to skin contact things got more heated. You could taste her desperation with every sloppy kiss she placed on your lips. The water heated quickly, making the small bathroom fill with steam. At this point you couldnt tell if it was the way her hands moved on your body or the fact that the mirror was starting to condensate, but your head was spinning.

“We're gonna run out of hot water soon.” You finally pulled back and she almost pouted by the way you left her lips so lonely. Ellie turned around promptly, dragging you behind her as she stepped inside the shower. You followed her in but let the water run down your back. Ellie’s passionate kisses didn't go unrewarded, as a result of her hasty actions you were now incredibly turned on.

Your arms wrapped around her neck as you leaned into her strong arms, letting out a satisfying hum when your breasts pressed against hers. You would think for the billionth time today kissing Ellie would start to become all the same. It wasn't. Every kiss spoke something different. You don't know how she did it but you could tell this kiss was passionate, lustful, hungry. She wasn't being particularly rough or fast. Just something about the way she softly moaned into your mouth everytime you lightly scraped your nails over her bicep.

You two probably would've kissed all day long if you didn't pull away, much to the other girl's displeasure. But you hated the feeling of pruney fingers so staying in the steamy shower for an extended amount of time didn't seem appealing. But Ellie could have stayed there forever. She could have sat there and watched you run soapy studs all over your soft skin. She could have watched the way the water rinsed them down your body. She could have admired the way your tense muscles relaxed under the hot water. She could have done this for hours.

What she couldn't do for hours was keep her hands off you, especially not in this state. It crossed her mind for a moment that this might be a little much for a one night stand. She couldn't help it. Ellie has had a huge crush on you for months. Secretly pining, wishing, hoping you'd see her the same way she sees you. The small attempts she made to get closer to you. Walking you to your dorm, waiting for you after class, offering to help you study. So to finally have you in her arms right now? She was going to milk this for every last drop she could get.

The dips and curves of your back.

The droplets of water that slid down to your ass.

The tips of your fingers that danced over your shoulder and made your back muscles flex, just slightly.

It was all making Ellie fucking dizzy.

She appreciated the hum that snaked through your lips when her hands danced up your side. She figured you knew it was coming, it was quite difficult to keep her hands off you. “You just can't keep your hands off huh.” She watched your head lean to the side and grant her access to your neck. You hummed again when you felt her soft lips press against your skin and her hands meet your breast. The shower was steamy enough to have you breathing heavily but with Ellie on you? You were seeing stars.

“Can you blame me?” She continued down your nape, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder blades. Her hands traveled with her lips, moving lower and lower. Low enough to have you leaned forward, water trickling down your chin. “You can tell me to stop.” Her voice was muffled against your wet skin, drowning in the loud stream of water.

Her finger dipped between your slit, landing firmly on your clit. Some water got in your mouth as you slightly parted your lips, back arching into her touch. Her other hand left your breast, choosing to snake up to your neck to hold your jaw. “Do you want me to stop Y/n?” Her sweet whispers danced over your ear and you whined, just a little, but enough to make Ellie go mad. She wanted to watch you unravel in her hold, lose control so the only thing you can mutter would be her name and hers only.

“Say it babe.” A kiss right below your ear. “Come on, lemme hear your pretty voice say it.” God, she could have licked all the water off your body like this. With you practically begging to be touched by her and fighting a losing battle to keep your composure. She liked the way you seemed to lose it just with her words. “Tell me how you want my fingers inside you.” Shit, in a second Ellie was going to be the one begging if you didn't speak up.

“God- Ellie” A precise circle of her finger and a short whimper,

“I need your fingers in me” Two fingers slowly sliding up your walls.

“Please” And a beg. A desperate, short, perfect plea.

Ellie wanted you in her skin at this point.

She wasted no more time, almost delirious with lust, pushing you against the cold tile wall of the shower and lowering herself. Steamy water ran down your side as you steadied your leg on the tub, hand holding wherever it could so you didn't slip. The shower was small, it was a tight squeeze for sure but Ellie made it work easily.

“Right there.” She mumbled, staring at you perfectly positioned in front of her. She knew her knees were going to start hurting at some point so she noted to make this quick. This was like a proper meal to her. Kissing around you slowly, making marks on your inner thigh, letting her fingers pinch at your nipple. This was a proper meal.

And it was wild to you how fast she had you losing it. She didn't even touch you yet but the sight of her on her knees, between your thighs, kissing you so gently. Losing it was almost an understatement. Her hair was dripping wet, clinging to her skin anywhere it could. Her eyes heavy, maybe to block out the little droplets of water dampening her thick lashes. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips just once before sliding up your inner thigh like tasting a lollipop. She hooked her arm around your hip, pulling you in close and separating your folds. She kept eye contact with you as she finally tasted you. She wanted to see it.

You stifled a moan as soon as her tongue flattened against your clit but you couldn't deny the way your body practically melted into her. Your hips bucked as she continued playing with you. She only hummed and sucked at your clit harshly, granting her a rewarding moan from you.

“Oh god- El.” You trailed off, pleasure distracting you completely as her finger entered you. Dipping in smoothly before you clenched around her. It was a lot. The steamy water never ceased. The pleasure strumming to your core only got more intense. The grunts and hums Ellie was making along with your sweet moans only made you more horny. “Right there,” You whined as she thrusted her fingers quickly right after your entrance. God it felt so good- so fucking good.

Your hand found her head, cupping wet hair between your fingers. Ellie honestly felt like she was being used by you. Used to fulfil your every need and she was more than happy to oblige. With your hand on the back of her head and your hips jerking into her mouth you were basically riding her face. And Ellie was basically in heaven. Your whines, your moans, your pleas- Ellie was drinking it up like she was deprived of water for seven days. “Mm- right there- Elliepleasedontstop”

This was her favorite fucking part.

She watched you, watching her please you. Your head rolled to the side, eyes half lidded with pure ecstasy clouding your mind. Jaw dropped and your brows creased and her favorite- water trickling down your chin. Sliding down your neck. Running over your breast. Down the dips of your stomach. Right down to her face. You were like a fucking piece of art to her.

She slipped her fingers out of you and before you could protest it was stuffed in your mouth, tasting yourself on her fingers. You sucked on them for only a split second before your jaw dropped again. Ellie tongue dipped into your entrance, circling around inside you. You couldn't even form a word, only moaning loudly around her fingers. Her hand found comfort on your boob, pinching and twisting the nipple again. “God-” You swallowed a moan. “Feels so good.” It was basically gibberish at this point. It was hard to breathe honestly, speaking was hard. “Don't stop baby, please don't stop.” You whined, and whined, and begged, and moaned, anything so that she wouldn't stop.

Her hand, sadly, left your breast to circle at your clit again and you felt the climax nearing. It was so strong, so loud, so demanding. It was coming and there was nothing you could do to stop it because you were chasing it. Desperately. Your moans were loud, water running into your mouth no matter how far you tried to get away from the hot stream. She licked up your slit, making contact with your sensitive bud again as she sucked harshly. Fingers thrusting into you again but curled far inside, pulling out in a ‘C’ shape.

“Fuck Im gonna-”

There it was. The climax. An orgasm so strong you felt lightheaded. You cried out, legs shaking as pleasure overwhelmed you. But Ellie didn't stop. Of course she didn't stop. You were begging for her not to stop 30 seconds ago but now you were reeling. She continued to pleasure you and it was too much. God it was so fucking much. “Ellie!” You cried out again, hands flailing around to try to get her off but you felt a second climax nearing. You couldn't think. You couldn't pull away. You were so sensitive it almost hurt but it felt so good. You were blabbering. You knew it. You couldn't form any words other than ‘Ellie’ and ‘Please’ but they were all cut off by your own gasps and moans. And all she could do was mumble something along the lines of ‘I know baby’ which came out as incoherent as you'd expect.

This time the orgasm snuck up on you. You were literally overwhelmed with pleasure. The second climax hit you like a damn brick, making you double over as you cried out the girl's name. Ellie hummed, finally slowing to a stop. Kissing up your body till she was back at your mouth, which took a while since she couldn't stand too quickly. “You did so good, baby.” Her hands held you steady but you were still so washed over with pleasure it was like she was talking to a rag doll. “So fucking good.” She planted kisses all over your face till she finally made way to your lips. She kissed you so sweetly, just like last time. Just like she'd been doing this entire time.

Even after the shower she continued to plant sweet little kisses to your lips whenever she got the chance. So you might have started doing it too. Just a couple. One right after she got dressed. Another when she was cleaning up her breakfast mess. And she always smiled after it, dazed in a state of admiration. Because to Ellie this was literally what she always dreamed of. The shit she'd think of while she stared at the back of your head in class. If you never made a move on her at that party none of this would have happened.

“Ready to go?” Ellie grabbed her dingy lanyard, holding her keys and other miscellaneous things. Truth was neither one of you guys were ready to end this but it needed to happen. You only nodded and followed her out the door. As soon as she locked it she turned and opened her hand out for you, almost as though it was her final act. You gladly took it though, a smile stretching across your face.

“Did you study for Professor Eugene's test?” You asked.

“No, do you want to study together later?” She opened the passenger door for you. You only furrowed your brows as you thought about it. There's no way you can be okay with just letting this go. She loaded into the car after you, turning it on and getting comfortable before looking over to you, cute grin plastered on her face.

“Ellie, do you do this for all your one night stands? Because if you do, I think I might go crazy.” You chuckled, maybe more nervous than you'd care to admit and she only stared at you for a second.

“No, I don't.” Her voice was soft, barely there, scared even and she started fiddling with her hands, avoiding eye contact with you.

“You don't?”

“No, it's weird with you. It's like everytime I look at you my brain just goes blank.” She finally made eye contact with you again, her brows creased and face flushed red. “Feels like I'm going crazy.”

There's no fucking way this is happening right now.

“Well if you're saying what I think you're saying then, I like you a lot too.” You giggled and she smiled so wide it crinkled the corners of her eyes. You two just stared at each other for a second, admiring one another's goofy smiles. She leaned in just slightly and your hand flew over to her jaw, pulling her into your lips. This kiss said ‘I want to stay with you more than anything’. It was steady, reassuring, delicate. It was a kiss that expressed how you both have been longing for each other. You could absolutely get used to this. These kisses meant everything to you. She meant everything to you.

“We have to work on that god awful cooking though.”

“It wasn't that bad.”

y'all y'all y'all i don't think you understand the way these kissing scenes have a HOLD ON ME. “so beautiful baby.” i didn't stop thinking about it for DAYS after i wrote it. this- omg- this is honest to god my favorite thing ive ever wrote THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH <333

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luvmei · 2 years

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LORD HELP ME.

Inked out

Ellie does your sternum tattoo hehe

Pairing: Tattoo artist Ellie x Reader

Warnings: none :) maybe slightly nsfw but not really

Word count: 3.6k

A/n: WASSAP!!! So sorry for the super long wait for new fics I been working on them like crazy but they gotta b PERFECT. This was inspired by the beautiful, spectacular, show stopping @thelastoflesbians bc she’s amazing and as soon as I read her post about it I NEEDED to write it. Any who I hope you guys enjoy it was really fun to write! More to come later ;)

The strong smell of cleaning products invaded your nose as soon as you swung the tattoo parlor's heavy door open. You eyed the lobby, searching for someone, anyone at this point. This was your first time here and you had no idea what your artist even looked like. You've been following her for a while and it was a pain in the ass to get an appointment. You frantically checked the email again to make sure you were in the right place.

“Hey, you here for an appointment?” You turned to see a freckled girl with tattoos littered all over her arms sitting cooly behind the front desk, which you missed at first glance because the computer sitting atop of it was so damn big.

“Uh, yeah- for Ellie?” You stuttered a bit but you couldn't help it. Pretty much all tattoo parlor employees made you nervous, especially in a new place. “That would be me, Y/n right?” She stood as you eyed her arm full of scattered tattoos.

“Yeah.” You nodded as you watched her whip out a small tablet and turn it towards you. “Kay, go ahead and fill this out for me and I'm gonna go print out the stencil. You wanted a moth on your sternum right?” You nodded again, immediately diving into the form but you didn't miss how Ellie lingered around for a second. You figured she was watching over to make sure you were filling out the form right. You moved to a chair as you waited for her to come back.

Your leg bounced with anticipation as you tried to distract yourself by mindlessly scrolling on your phone. Refreshing your emails for no reason. Rechecking text messages just to see all of your friends were busy with their own lives. God- were your boobs sweating? You were so nervous and it was hot as fuck outside. Is it hot in here? It felt like a damn oven. You quickly wiped under them as you watched Ellie walk back into the lobby.

“Alright, I’m ready for you. Come on back.” She gave you a curt smile as she tossed her head back to her room. You stood quickly and it kinda felt like your hands were shaking, you were so jittery with excitement. Too jittery to admire how attractive your tattoo artist was. You walked into her small private room, which you were thankful for. It was decorated neatly. The walls were painted a light green color, one was covered in framed pictures, the other had a painted mural on it, and the last was occupied by a giant frosted window. Extremely healthy looking plants were in each corner along with some string lights lining the room. It was abundant in natural lighting but she still had a bright ring light posted beside the chair. The seat had three different sizes of the tattoo laid on it and you gasped.

Ellie looked nervous, her hands fiddling with her fingers as she chewed on the inside of her lip. “Do you like it? The pictures you sent looked really cool and if there’s anything you want to change-“

“Holy shit it looks amazing!” You squealed, all past anxieties gone with the wind. “Yeah?” She asked again and you nodded, picking up the one in the middle to assess. It looked like the best fit. The detail was so intricate and precise, everything was perfect. She put her own spin on your ideas and you couldn’t be happier with the outcome. “Cool. I have some pasties if you want and I’ll leave so you can get undressed then we can get started.” She handed you three different black pasties, one was a star, a flower, and the last was a regular circle. You giggled a little as soon as she left because who gives different options for pasties?

As soon as you finished you cracked the door to let her know you were ready. Standing there with no bra on, titties out- it was weird to say the least. You threw your flannel back on to make you more comfortable as you paced the room. You checked your dry ass phone once more before she came back into the room. “Ready?” She asked as she grabbed some black gloves. “Yep.” At this point you just remembered how painful this was going to be. “Do people ever use numbing cream for this part?” You watched her grab some goo on her hand and turn back to you, stencil in hand.

“Uh- for the stomach? Yeah, I get quite a few people who get it numbed first. It's a pretty painful spot.” She chuckled as you lifted your boobs so she could rub whatever that was on your stomach.

“Fuck, dont tell me that.” You gave her a nervous laugh but she was too concentrated to respond.

“Don't worry.” She whispered too focused on getting the right angle. She was hunched over since she was a bit taller than you and you got a whiff of her perfume. The smell wasn’t strong, it was light and clean but also smelled masculine and woody. “You smell good.” You breathed out as soon as you felt her press down on your stomach, rubbing in the stencil.

Her cheeks reddened a bit but she kept her composure like she’d got that compliment a thousand times over. “Thanks.” She gave you an almost awkward smile. But it was true, she did smell really good. “Okay,” she peeled off the thin paper after one last press. “Take a look at that placement.” You walked over to the mirror and dropped your boobs, appreciating the little bounce. You didn't do it on purpose. Realistically, you needed to see how the tattoo would look if you weren't holding them but you forgot that Ellie’s eyes were glued to you. You turned back to her, smiling brightly, and you watched her eyes flick back up to your face. “Looks great!” You beamed and her lips cracked into a smile that reflected yours.

“Cool, let's get started.” She gestured to the chair before she spun around to pour the ink. You laid down, nerves going ballistic at this point. It felt like you could barely breathe. “Is this your first?” She asked as she swiveled around on her little chair.

“Nah, I have a couple.” You lifted your sleeve to show your forearm, littered with tattoos here and there. The biggest you had was a switchblade with flowers and vines surrounding it. It was kinda similar to hers. “I like yours.” You pointed at the big one on her arm. “Also got a moth huh?”

“I feel like its the gay right of passage.” She sent you a lopsided smile and you giggled. Glancing down to your stomach you mumbled, “Look at me go.”

“Okay. You ready?” She adjusted the gun in her hand as she eyed you for confirmation.

“Not really but go ahead.” You laid your head back, waiting for that familiar burn. “You got this.” She smiled at you once more and rested her arm over your hip. As soon as she started you had to suppress a wail. You couldn't breathe in sharply. You couldn't talk to distract yourself. You couldn't move at all, let alone do anything that involves your lungs. The pain wasn't excruciating but it was painful. It felt like she had a hot razor tracing over your body. And she took her time, moving over the curves and little details carefully. Which you were grateful for, but in this moment, right now, you hated it.

She finally pulled back to dip into the ink again and you let out a strangled breath. “You're doing really good.” She smiled at you as her arm rested on your hip again but she didn't go back in, instead she stared at you. “You okay? You feel alright?” She was watching you so attentively. Checking in on you with a smooth, soft voice. The way she talked was so- god. It was all sinking in with her big green eyes locked with yours. Your heart was basically in your throat as you struggled to speak up. “In pain but yeah, I'm okay.” She smiled at you as she blinked slowly, or at least it felt slow.

“You're taking it so well.” And just like that she dove back in, pulling more painful lines while your mind went haywire. Your brain was running a million miles a minute, thinking if any other tattoo artist told you that or she was flirting with you. It wasn't like you could take a deep breath to steady yourself either, you couldn't even move. The only thing grounding you was her arm anchored on your hips. “It doesn't hurt that much.” You spoke softly so you didn't move too much. “I think I could go to sleep.”

“Really? I think my pain tolerance is pretty high but I was dying getting my stomach done.” She leaned back again to give you room to speak.

“You have your stomach done?” Your brows pinched as you eyed her frame. She wore a regular cream tshirt with blue jeans. Her tattoos poked out from beneath the sleeve. One arm was full of them and the other just had one. What looked like a broken watch with some words and vines around it. Her hair was pulled back in a half ponytail, the rest hanging just above her shoulders.

“Yeah, I'll show you later.”

Later?

“Okay on a scale of 1-10 how bad did it hurt?”

“Hmm,” Her face scrunched and it was so fucking cute, as she thought about it. “It was a while ago but I'd say about an eight.”

“Eight? I'd give it a six.” You grinned and her face fell.

“A six?” Her mouth hung a little and her eyebrows were almost to her hairline.

“What? I just said I was gonna try to sleep, what did you expect?” You giggled and she scoffed.

“Well, you're not even halfway done so.”

“I can handle it, you just told me I was ‘taking it so well’ ” You joked and she chuckled as she adjusted herself to start again. You closed your eyes and tried to think about anything but the burning pain tracing down your stomach. Maybe fifthteen minutes passed before you opened your eyes again.

“Did you really fall asleep?” She asked as you wiped your eyes.

“No it hurts too bad.” Your voice was blunt and monotoned. “Did you change the needle to be 1000% more painful or something?” At this point it felt like Ellie hated you and wanted to make this experience the worst ever. She barked out a laugh which you appreciated but was pretty unexpected from her cool and collected demeanor. “Do you hate me Ellie?” Her name rolled off your tongue, it was the second time you've ever said it and the first time you said it to her. It was nice. Had a nice ring to it. It was a good name to moan-

Oh my god. You are too horny for your own good.

You were losing it but you'll blame it on the way her scent evaded your senses and how her hands were pressed on your body. It was a good thing you just cracked a joke because you couldn't suppress a smile your filthy thoughts resulted in. She laughed again. “No, what the fuck? Y/n, what could you have possibly done to make me hate you in the span of thirty minutes?”

“You tell me!” You giggled again and there was a knock at the door. Ellie stood to answer it, cracking it open before turning back to you again. “Is it okay if my coworker comes in to see what we're working on?”

“Yeah that's fine.” You squealed, pulling your flannel to cover your boobs but kept the tattoo untouched. Her coworker walked in and immediately made you feel comfortable. She was nice, talkative, had a beautiful smile and was currently showering you with compliments.

“Dina, she doesn't even know your name yet.” Ellie’s eyes stayed on her as she came to a halt.

“Oh that's right. Hi, I'm Dina! I work the front desk. I guess you came in while I was on my lunch break. That tattoo looks so good!” She beamed at you, which was contagious enough to make you smile wide at her. “Thank you! Ellie is doing an amazing job.”

“You guys were giggling it up in here so I was just being nosey.” She shrugged as she lifted a suggesting eyebrow to her coworker. “Looks like you're having a good time?”

“Okay you're done.” Ellie groaned as she nudged Dina out as she dramatically whined about how she just got here.

“Why’d you make her leave?” You pouted.

“She's too distracting.” She shook her head and you giggled again. Watching them interact was fun. They were an animated duo for sure.

“Are you normally quiet or something?”

“Hmm, yeah I guess I dont normally talk much while tattooing.”

“Really?” You felt your face heat up and your heart damn near leaped over the moon.

“Mhm,” She rolled back over to you with the gun in hand. “You ready? You nodded and her arm- that fucking arm- covered in tattoos rested on your hips again and you were pretty sure your hands were sweating at this point. You held your breath as she pulled the first line but she was further down this time, telling you she had to be at least half way done now. “Good job.” She muttered as she gently patted the ink away but her eyes were glued on you. You weren't sure why, what were you supposed to say? Thank you?

“Do you have any other plans for today?” She asked as she rubbed something on the area. Now- you knew you couldn't do much talking and you didn't want to slow down her process. So why the fuck is she trying to get you to talk right now? It felt like a dentist was working on your mouth as they made casual conversation. You waited for her to pull back to finally answer.

“Probably get something to eat. I'm not from around here though, do you know any good spots?” The words rushed out of your mouth as she leaned back in to start again.

“Oh, you don't live here?” She sat and waited for your response.

“No, I live here but on the other side of town. I don't come down this way often.”

“Well, there's this new sandwich place that just opened down the street. I haven’t tried it yet but I heard it was good.”

“Do you have a break after this?” Your heart was beating out of its chest so hard you feared she'd feel it.

“I'm working late today.” She visibly slouched.

“Want me to pick you up some food?”

Now this made her eyes widen, but just slightly. Her brows lifted and she stared at you for a second too long. Your mind was reeling. Was that too invasive? Did that make her uncomfortable? That’s probably weird for a new client to offer her lunch. Right?

“I would take you up on that offer but I brought my lunch today.” Her voice was soft and gloomy. Her face grim as she seemed almost depressed to turn you down.

“Oh.” You laughed it off. “It’s okay! I’ll try it and tell you if it’s good or not.” You smiled, trying to play it off as unphased. It was a simple question. A nice deed even.

“We don't have much less, we'll be finished up soon and you can go eat.” She reflected your smile and leaned in again to continue. You'd think the pain got better after doing it for almost an hour now but it still hurts like the first line. You screwed your eyes shut and with nothing else to do or think about your mind wandered.

“You're doing so good babe.” Ellie mumbled, obviously trying hard to stay steady against your chest. The praise honestly made your head spin. You couldn't even say anything back to that, just sit there and take it. You couldn't nod, she wasn't even looking at you. You couldn't laugh, can't mess her up. But Babe? Rightfully so, your brain was literally short circuiting.

Even though she turned down your offer for lunch she was very obviously into you. Right? No other tattoo artist has ever called you babe. That's grounds for flirting for sure. You don't know if it was the nickname or the extremely sensitive spot Ellie started tattooing but you were apparently moving too much. Her hand resting in a fist on your hip opened up and gently grabbed at your waist.

“Steady breaths babe, you got it.” Her voice was literally music to your ears. It's so soothing, low and raspy. Like her words were delicately crafted arrows and every time she spoke it shot straight through your heart. But her hands also holding you? Grabbing at the soft skin just for the sole purpose of grounding you. God- it was too much. Saying your brain went haywire was an understatement.

“Good girl.”

Her face was down but you still noticed the smug grin on her lips. She was doing this on purpose. Maybe she could feel the way your heartbeat upticked when she spoke or the fact that your face was redder than a tomato at this point.

“How you feeling?” Ellie finally leaned back and granted you room to breathe comfortably. She started rubbing some goo on it before continuing, “Only a couple more lines and you'll be good to go. Do you want to take a break? I can grab you some water if you want.”

“Water would be nice.” Your throat felt incredibly dry. She got up and walked out the room for your request. You took this opportunity to get a peak at how the tattoo was turning out. Your back stuck to the plastic on the chair as you peeled yourself off. The mirror was in the corner of the room and it looked amazing. You grinned- an ear to ear kind of smile.

“Do you like it?” Ellie beamed as she entered the room again, small cold water bottle in hand.

“It looks so fucking good.” You turned back to her and her eyes went straight to it.

“The placement looks great on you.”

“Compliments to the chef.” You joked and her sweet sweet laugh filled the air. It was a sound you decided right there and then- you needed to hear more often. You took a swig of the water and laid back down. Your time with her was coming to an end soon and you were desperately trying to figure out how to get more. Maybe you could ask for her number before you left.

The rest of the tattoo went quicker than you hoped. Your brain was still completely empty on ways to ask for her number. She went on to compliment the finished tattoo, stated how happy she was with the result and asked to take some pictures. It was all happening so fast.

“How much do I owe you?” You reached for your bag as she grabbed her small tablet, typing in something before responding to you.

“How about $250 and you let me take you out to grab some food one day?” She grinned, smug and lopsided. You could have jumped from joy in that moment. You almost wanted to pinch yourself to make sure you heard that right, despite her speaking slow and clear.

“Hmm, so full price then?” You joked and her smile faltered for a second until you laughed. “I'm kidding. Yes, I'll absolutely take you up on that offer.” You finished and watched her let out a laugh of relief. It was a sweet laugh like before but this time her smile reached her eyes enough to crease at the corners a little.

“You had me for a second.”

“Gotta keep you on your toes.”

“Yeah” She just looked at you for a second with pure admiration in her eyes. Like she just met the most interesting person ever. Intrigued by you. “You'll keep me on my toes alright.”

I hope you guys enjoyed this just as much as I did hehe. Also reader is a champ for taking this tattoo cos I was on the verge of tears while getting my under boob done LMFAOOO ANYWAYS I LOVE YOU GUYS THANKS FOR READING <333333

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