Summary: In Which Cortnee Vine Has Realized Her Feelings For Her Teammate Y/n L/n After A Scary Collision.

summary: in which cortnee vine has realized her feelings for her teammate y/n l/n after a scary collision.

It was the day of the semi-finals, Australia vs England. The cheers from the Aussie crowd overshadowed the English fans. You were in the tunnel, as you were part of the starting eleven.

Your mascot stood beside you, as you gave her a small smile. Eleanor was the name of your mascot, you held a small conversation while waiting to be escorted to the field.

“You’re my favorite player, you know?” Eleanor said, as you broke out into a wide smile, that your dimples were shown.

“Really? I’ve never been told that, El.” You said, as you asked to grab her hand to which she nodded to, as you swung your arm with hers.

“But you’re literally one of the best players out there.” El cheered as you laughed, feeling a bit happy at her words.

“There are far better players, like Bonmati and Putellas from the Spanish team.” You said, as she gave you a small smile.

“Perhaps, but I like you the most. I’m a striker like you, and would want to be like you one day.” El said as you began walking out of the tunnel and onto the field.

“Don’t be like me, El. Be a better player, become a better player. Every player is different, hence how they have their own specialities.” You said, as El took your words into account.

The national anthems of both teams were played, both teams shook hands, giving a wink to Georgia who is your teammate at Bayern. She just shook her head, as she laughed. Typical behavior, you and her were known as the jokesters of the team.

Once both teams were done with the starting XI pictures, the team had gathered into a huddle as your captain Sam went to exchange the banner with Millie Bright, England’s captain.

Then the kick off began, you were in front with Sam as the game had started. Minutes have past, and no one has made a goal. Not until the 36th minute where Ella Toone scored a classic goal. It was the first point of the game, and no one has scored since then making it half time.

You walked to the tunnel along with Cortnee, your best friend that you were utterly in love with. It was obvious to others, however very oblivious to her. Mackenzie, being one of your older sister figures encouraged you to confess before it’s too late, before someone else can sweep her off of her feet. But you had chickened out, afraid that it will ruin your friendship with her, that she didn’t feel the same.

You sat beside each other in the locker room, with 6 being your jersey number, and 5 being hers. She watched as you began to fidget, you were eager to make a change to the game, eager to score. She gently placed her hand on your thigh, to which you gave her a soft smile.

“We still have a chance to change this.” Cortnee whispered. You gave her a small nod, as she returned it with her dashing smile, the one you had fallen in love with before paying attention to Tony’s tactics.

You were fidgeting because you felt as if something bad was going to happen, little did you know that you were right. In the 67th minute, as you were going for a header your head had collided with an english player.

You had landed in an awkward position, hurting your shoulder in the process. Raso has scrambled to get the ball thinking that you were fine, but you weren’t. You were laying on your back, trying not to injure your shoulder anymore. You heard a crack, wondering if you had dislocated it.

The ball had been cleared out by Sam, who noticed your unmoving body. She was the first to reach you, calling the medic as she took in your state. You were holding onto your shoulder, not paying attention to the blood above your eye.

“It’s my shoulder—I landed in an awkward position after the collision.” You said, as the team medic took out a piece of gauze, making you question.

“You have a little cut on above your eye, guessing it was the collision with Daly.” Sam said, as she assessed your injuries, seeing if you were fit to play. But she knew you weren’t, so she had told the coach that you needed to get subbed off.

On the sideline, you didn’t notice a certain forward looking at you in concern. She was pacing around, distracting the substitute players, yet they understood.

You both pranced around your feelings for each other, despite Cortnee being oblivious. The team medic decided it would be best to wrap your head, which they did.

Once they were done, you guided off the field. Mary coming in as the substitute for you. As you were in front of the team’s bench, Cortnee has pulled you into a hug, brushing your shoulder as you winced.

You felt her pull back, afraid that she would hurt you even more.

“What happened?” Cortnee asked, as you gave her a soft smile.

“As you saw, a collision to the head. But I had landed in an awkward position, injuring my shoulder in the process.” You said, as the team medic gestured for you to hurry up.

“I’ll see you later, alright Cort?” You said, as she nodded with concerned laced in her eyes. You had followed the team medic, entering the tunnel as the nearby fans had clapped for you.

In the medic room, you sat on a medicinal examination bed with your feet dangling.

“Well, Ms. L/N it definitely is a dislocated shoulder.” The team medic said, as you winced. You never really liked being injured, no one did.

“I’ll be able to relocate it, however you would need to keep the sling on, as it would support your shoulder.” He said, as you nodded, taking in a deep breath.

“Would you like me to count?” He said, as you gave a timidly smile.

“I’d rather not have you count.” You said, as he nodded putting your arm in position, as you bit on your glove.

You felt a sudden pain, making you grimace. He took out a sling, and gently put the sling on you. A knock was heard, and you looked to the door to see a certain ginger’s head peaking out.

“I wanted to visit before I get subbed on.” Cortnee said, as you nodded understanding her. The medic excused himself giving you both privacy. Cortnee slowly walked to you, and embraced you in a soft hug.

“That was a scary collision.” Cortnee said, as she assessed your injuries, her eyes landing on the sling as you nudged her.

“I’m alright, Cort. Her princess needs her knight after all.” You jokingly said, as she muttered over her breath.

“It’s more than that.” Cortnee said, as you tilted her head. In her eyes you looked like a puppy, quite cute actually.

“What is?” You asked, as she sighed.

“The moment you got had a collision with Daly, I froze. You were laying on the ground, not even moving. I thought something bad had happened.” Cortnee said, as her hand started fidgeting.

You grabbed her hands with your left hand seeing as your right arm was the one in the sling.

“It happens, we are playing a physical sport, Cort.” You said, as she sighed. You didn’t understand her point.

“That’s not what I meant—It’s just hard, okay?” Cortnee said, as you furrowed your eyebrows.

“What is?-“ You had been cut off by Cortnee, as she gently held your chin with a certain look in her eyes.

“Do I have your consent to kiss you?” Cortnee asked, as you blushed, your eyes widening.

“Everyone tells me how you’re so in love with me, I didn’t realize I was this oblivious, but now I do.” Cortnee continued, as you contemplated before giving a nod.

She smiled, before giving you a soft yet sweet kiss. It last for a few seconds, before she pulled away.

“Let’s go on a date, yeah?” Cortnee said, as she had to go.

“Yeah.” You said, flustered and in disbelief of what had happened.

“See you soon, love.” Cortnee said as she placed a forehead kiss, before heading back to the pitch to be subbed on.

Not only did Australia beat England by 2-1 securing your team’s spot in the finals, you went on a remarkable date with Cortnee. A dinner date, followed by a walk along the beach. You had also went late night swimming.

see, now i want to see a mic’ed up reader-

Mic’ed Up: Y/n L/n

Summary: This is what happens when you give an 18 year old a microphone

. so

. it’s common knowledge that you talk a lot, both on and off the field

. to keep feeding all the Y/n fans with content, the videographer and social media manager of the US Women’s National Team decide to team up

. and create the beauty known today as “Mic’ed Up: Y/n L/n

. aka the most common things you can hear from Y/n during a practice

. “Alyssa! Will you be in goal while I shoot? I need to practice my amazing skills before we start”

. “Y/n I saved all your shots last time we did this”

. “I don’t know why your shouting that, it’s not necessary information”

. “Kelley will you give me a piggyback ride if I promise to give you some of my m&m’s after practice?”

. “You lied last time! You didn’t give me any m&m’s!”

. “I tried to! You took like three handfuls and I’m nice but not that nice”

. “Lindsey watch this- oh get megged”

. “Imagine getting megged, couldn’t be me”

. “Imagine if I just scream at the defenders, do you think they’d be too scared to try and stop me from getting past them?”

. “Trinity you wanna know what I heard from Julie the other day? So apparently the new intern-“

“Y/n! It’s your turn, pay attention!”

. “Yo I’m tryna get to the ice cream man after this, Sophia you wanna come?”

. “Rose try to get the ball from me, ready? 1, 2.. sike get megged”

. “What a loser”

. “I’m gonna get you, I’m gonna get you”

. “Y/n can you shut up for two seconds”

. “That’s not how you flirt with someone Alyssa, gosh”

. “Yeah you don’t have the ball now, what are you gonna do you little shit”

. “Y/n! Was that you that just poured water down my neck?”

. “No Alex, and I’m offended you even think that of me”

. “Y/n! Did you just pour more water down my neck?”

. “Alex, I think your age is getting to you, it wasn’t me”

You owe me.

Pairing: BBF!Ellie williams x Reader

(Mondern AU, Brothers best friend AU)

Minors DNI

(Warnings, 18+ ONLY): Subby!Ellie, Smut, Readers Brother is mean lol, slight angst at the end?, can my horrible writing be a warning? Don’t think there’s more, but lemme know!

Word count: 5,432

The moment your brother came knocking on your door earlier that evening saying that him and Ellie called dibs on the living room tonight, and to ‘not come in there unless you want to die,’ you just knew that you needed to fuck with him.

You’ve met Ellie a bunch of times, but your words were always cut short because your brother never liked you talking to her.

She liked talking to you though, you could tell. And that made you feel good. You enjoyed her just as much back.

Thinking of making your brother mad in front of Ellie made a small smirk crawl onto your face. She never let him get away with treating you bad, she would always stick up for you. That made you want to do it even more, knowing you’d both team up on him.

Biting your lip at the thought, you thought that maybe now was the perfect time to go and mess with him. Sighing, you get up from your bed and walk across the room to your door.

Opening it as quietly as you can, you peek down the hall to see if anyone was there. Once you see that the coast is clear, you start padding down the hall on your tippy toes, so as to not make any noise. You reach the living room and sneak a look around the corner to see what they were up to.

Your brother and Ellie take up the couch. Ears filling up with the sounds of their obnoxious laughs as they have their feet kicked up on the coffee table, showing each other random videos on their phones.

“Dude! He totally fucking broke his neck, look!” Ellie cackles, shoving the phone into your brother's face while chomping on chips.

He follows it with a wheeze. “Wait wait wait, no. Look at this one.” He snickers. It goes quiet for a moment as they look at whatever he’s showing. The room fills with a loud ‘OH!’s’ a second later as they react to the impact of the video.

Holding in your groan, you roll your eyes, you knew you shouldn't have expected much. Your shoulders begin to slouch in boredom as you wait for them to start doing something else that was worth interrupting.

After waiting for another minute, you hear Ellie speak up. “Hey wait, I thought we were supposed to be watching that one movie.” Her words have you smirking devilishly.

“Oh fuck, you’re right!” You watch him shuffle forward with a grunt, reaching for the remote on the table. “Ehh actually man, I’m kinda hungry, the chips aren't doing much. Maybe we should get something first.” She says.

Resting your arm up on the wall nonchalantly, you speak up. “I could go for something to eat.” Both of their heads dart over their shoulders to look at you, making your lips turn up into an innocent smile.

Ellie’s eyes widen as she sees you. She tilts her chin up and gives a small wave. “H-hey.” She says.

Raising a brow in amusement, you flutter your fingers at her. “Hey there.” Your voice is low.

“I thought I told you to not come in here.” Your brother grunts at you as you drop your arm from the wall, walking up to the couch.

“And no. We’re getting something, not you.” Her eyes stay on you as you finally reach the couch. “C’mon man, she can get something too.” Ellie defends you, shooting him a glare.

“Yeah, I can get something too asshole.” You snark down at him, which makes her huff a laugh. He looks back at her and smacks her knee.

“Hey!” She frowns. “Don't laugh dude.” He scolds her. In return, you bring your hand up and swat the back of his head. “Don't hit her, you jerk.”

“Ow!” He turns to you and rubs the back of his head. “You don't even have any money, and I'm not paying for you! So no,” He turns to look at Ellie, “She can’t get anything.” He shakes his head. A sour look takes over your face as you cross your arms.

“Fine. Then I'll pay for her, you big baby.” She shrugs coolly, her words are full of spite. “You’ll pay for her, but not me? I ask you all the time!” He sulks.

“Exactly. You ask me ‘all the time’ dumbass. She didn't ask me, I offered.” She says slowly. “I just don't get why I always have to pa-” Ellie groans in annoyance, letting her head fall back against the couch. “Jesus, i’ll fucking pay for you, just shut up!”

Your brother’s sulking body completely changes, now it exudes excitement. “Hell yeah! Pizza it is.” He celebrates as he brings his phone back to his face.

Shaking your head, you click your teeth in disagreement. “Hmm, no. I don't want pizza. I’m really in the mood for some cheesy fries though.” You say with enthusiasm.

“Well I want pizza and it's not up to you.” He snorts, continuing to scroll and find something to order.

Honestly, you didnt care what they got. You just didn't want your brother to be happy.

Thinking fast, you look at Ellie, who’s already looking at you. Bending to lean your hand on the back of the couch, you pout. “Ellie, can we get that one place? Y’know that one that has the really good mozzarella sticks and cheesy fries? It sounds really good right now and my tummy’s growling.” Hope shoots from your eyes to hers as you plead.

“Fuck no-”

“-Yeah. We can.” She nods at you. Turning his head quickly to her, he waves his hands angrily. “Why does she get to pick?” Rolling her eyes, she runs a hand through her short hair.

“She’s not picking, I am. I could go for some fries. And since I'm paying, I get to choose.” Ellie smiles.

A big groan fills your ears as he throws himself back against the couch. “But that stupid place doesn't even deliver anymore. And I don't want to go pick it up.” He whines annoyingly.

“Aw that sucks. I guess we’re not getting anything.” She says simply, bringing an arm up to lay over the headrest of the couch.

Ellie knows that your brother would never give up the opportunity for free food. “Really!” He cries out. She doesn't say anything, just flattens her lips and shrugs.

After a moment of sitting there contemplating, he huffs. “Fine asshole. Let's go.”

He grunts as he pushes himself off of the couch, walking around the armrest and nudging his shoulder rudely into yours.

You stumble back, frowning. Your eyes go directly back to Ellie, pouting dramatically. Tilting your head at her, you try to silently beg her not to go.

Somehow she easily caught on, her mouth turning into a small ‘o’, as she blinked at you.

“Uh, Nah. I’m comfy, man. You don't need me to go with you, just …get me whatever you get i guess. I’ll cashapp you.” Ellie responds, continuing to lounge lazily.

“Why are you being such dick tonight?” Your brother grumbles at Ellie as he steps his sock covered feet into his slides.

He walks across the room and picks up his keys. “Would you just shut up and go get it? I wanna watch the movie.” He shuffles across the wooden floor, heading towards the door, grumbling along the way.

“Yeah yeah, whatever. I’ll be back soon. Come lock me out, idiot.” His eyes dart to you as he unlocks the door and opens it.

You walk yourself up to the door with a pep in your step, you squint and smile sarcastically. “You already know what I want.” Finishing it with a snide “Obviously.” Grabbing the handle to close it after him, he turns and puts his hand on the door, stopping it.

“Dont fuck with my friend, go wait in your room or something. I don't want to come back to her saying she wants to dip because of you.” He scowls.

“Just go get the fucking food you douche.” Giving a bright smile, you finish it off with a, “Don't crash!” You flip him off and slam the door closed in his face, locking it.

Walking back up to the couch, you bend your elbows on the headrest to look down at her. A second later you hear the sound of a car door opening and then slamming shut. The buzz of the ignition starting up fills the silence. “Hey again.” You hum out.

Her head shoots up, looking at you with wide eyes. “Yeah.” She blinks. You furrow your brows in confusion, your face turning into a ‘what’ look. Fluttering her lashes she lets out an awkward laugh, “I-i mean, ‘yeah’ as in ‘hey’.” She tries playing it off.

“Uh, alright.” You answer back with a small laugh. Your ears perk up as you hear the car pull out of the driveway.

Clearing your throat, “So.” You look down at the seat that once had the company of your brother in it, “Can I sit?” You ask her sweetly, shrugging. She nods straight away, pulling the bag of chips up from the side of her, sliding it on the table.

“Of course! It’s your couch.” She goes to swipe at the seat, ridding it from all of the crumbs that have accumulated.

You walk around and sit down, almost shoulder to shoulder with her. You feel her try and leisure back. She lifts her hand and places it behind her head, trying to seem cool. As you look at her, she gives a sheepish smile back.

“Do you wanna-” Her voice cracks awkwardly. Ellie brings a fist up to her mouth and coughs to clear her throat. She winces, “I mean, do you wanna watch something? Till he gets back, I mean.” Her voice is filled with embarrassment as she gestures to the TV.

You don't mention that little awkward moment, instead you agree happily to her offer. “Sure! But nothing too scary though, I'm going to bed soon.” You squint your eyes and point at her playfully. “Cool cool.” She nods stiffly back.

After a few minutes of looking through movies wordlessly, your voice cuts through the silence. “So, how's your day been?”

“Um uh, good.” She gives a tight lipped smile as she stops scrolling through the TV. As you look at her, you can't help but shamelessly stare. You really did feel a little dazed by her.

Ellie’s big green eyes to her dark and pretty freckles, all the way up to her nice little wolf cut, makes you feel a little dizzy in the head.

You can’t help but think why someone so fucking hot could ever be friends with.. Your brother.

Your thoughts make your face cringe up. While you do it, you don't realize that you’re still staring directly at her.

“Uh.. Is something on my face? Sorry.” She wipes at the corner’s of her mouth quick, assuming there's still chip crumbs there.

“Oh no no! Sorry I just.. Couldn't help but think about you and my brother?” You trail off, tapping your thigh in wonder. “What do you mean?” Ellie’s face pulls up in confusion.

You shrug. “Like.. you being together?” Ellie nearly gags at your words. “What? Hell no. I’m definitely not into that.” She shakes her head. “My first crush growing up was literally Stephanie from Lazy town.” She laughs for a second and then suddenly stops to cringe at herself.

Bingo.

Gasping, you bring your hand up to lay on her shoulder. “Thank god! I was gonna fucking lose my shit if i found out that my brother was seeing someone as hot as you.” You scoff in amusement as you linger your hand on her.

Her breath hitches at your subtle compliment, looking away quickly. “Uh yeah, we-um, it's.. not like that.” She huffs a laugh, scratching her head. “Cool. Cuz you’re way too hot for him.” You giggle, rubbing over her shoulder.

Ellie’s head turns to stare at your hand, you watch her throat bob and her jaw clench. She doesn't say anything as you continue to rub her through her sweatshirt, her eyes flick away.

A light-bulb abruptly flashes in your head. You trail your hand down her arm, feeling her toned bicep through the baggy clothing.

“Oh my god Ellie! You’re so strong.” You tilt your head with wide eyes. “What are you hiding from me under there, huh?” You flirt shamelessly. Her cheeks tint pink from that, she laughs.

“Oh uh, nothing really. I just lift a little bit I guess. I mean sometimes, not like, all the time or anything i just go randomly. More like every so often, honestly. I went yesterday actually. I should probably go more but i don't have-” She stops, snapping her lips shut.

Ellie nods at herself, realizing that she’s rambling. “Yeahhh.. i'm gonna shut up now.” She trails off.

“No! Oh my god, It's ok. I like hearing you talk. Your voice is..” You trail off. “I don't know.. Really attractive?” You lean to the side, putting your temple to the headrest, keeping your eyes on her. She scoffs at that. “No.” she shakes her head. “It's not.”

“Now why would I lie to you?” You tap her cheek. As she looks over at you, your eyes climb up her face, landing on her messy head of hair. Biting your lip with a smile, your eyes roam over her hair.

“I like it.” Tipping your head at her. “Huh?” Ellie asks.

Lifting your hand, you push her hair back behind her ear with the tips of your fingers, gently. “Your hair. I like it. It looks good on you.” You smile, shrugging cutely. “Oh, Thank you.” She nods bashfully.

You ponder innocently, “So since you’re not into my brother, are you seeing anyone?” You perk up as you hear her scoff loudly. “What? Me? No..No way.” Ellie follows it with a laugh, like your question was unbelievable.

Oh, you were so gonna fuck her.

“I'm sorry! I was just curious, that's all.” Smiling sweetly, you shrug nonchalantly.

Looking down at yourself, you eye the oversized T you’re wearing, only accompanied by your underwear underneath. Your mind wanders, thinking of the practicality of whenever your brother would pop up again.

“Hey, how much longer do you think he’s gonna take?” You question, bringing your hand down to rest on her thigh. “Uhhh..” she becomes stiff as she spreads her legs wide at your touch. Fumbling with her phone, she taps it to turn on.

“Like uh, um- like 30 minutes? Probably? He takes forever to figure out what he wants, even though he always gets the same shit anywhere he goes.” She lets the phone fall on the couch.

Her chest raises heavily as she continues to stare down at your hand, which now starts to massage her.

“Oh, Good.” You hum, smiling. Staring at her, you put it simply. “Wanna fuck?”

It was like you knocked the breath out of her. “What?” Her voice raises as she breathes out loudly. Rolling your eyes, you pick up her hand and set it onto your bare thigh.

“I said, ‘Do. You. Want. To. Fuck.’” You spread the words out for her.

“I-i don't think that's a good idea.” She mumbles nervously. You scoff with fake offense. “What. Do you not find me attractive? Is that it?” You raise your brow as your lips turn up into an amused smile.

“No! No! Of course not! Y-you’re very pretty.” She rushes out. “Very.” Her eyes widened.

Smirking, you move in and give her a lingering kiss on her cheek. You stay close, almost nose to nose now. “Then what's the problem?” You tease. “It's just-your brother.” She says it like it was obvious.

“Hm? My brother? What about him?” You murmur, looking over the room, pretending to search for him. “I don't see him around.” You snicker to her mockingly. “Do you?” Ellie rolls her eyes, huffing heavily.

“It's not funn-” You interrupt her by planting hot open mouth kisses onto her jaw.

“I'm not laughing.” You continue to kiss and nibble along her skin. Her hand comes up to grasp at your hip, gripping you tightly. “Fuck..” She whispers, then bites her lips. “Mmm.” You hum against her. “You like that?” Your voice is low, only to where she can hear.

“Yeah.” She sighs out.

Ellie’s phone suddenly vibrates, knocking her out of the trance you put her in. “Goddammit.” Her hand pushes you back and away from her. You scowl, looking at the side of her face.

She picks her phone up quickly, looking at the screen. You peek at it, seeing your brother's nickname pop up.

Rolling your eyes, you hunch over and read his spammed messages.

‘Cashapp me idiot.’ Ding. ‘C’mon, I'm not paying for this shit.’ Ding. ‘HURRY UP’ Ding. ‘UR ALWAYS ON UR PHONE DUDE. LETS GO’

You sit up, huffing in annoyance.

“Shit.” Ellie whispers. “I forgot to send the money.” Beginning to unlock her phone, you snatch it from her, push the notification button off and let it drop onto the coffee table. “Who gives a fuck?” Shaking your head, you toss your body onto her, connecting your lips messily with hers.

“Wait.” She murmurs in between the kiss, making you pull back with a frown. “What?” Ellie’s face looked nervous, scared even. Her emotions made your face drop. “Are you a virgin or something?” You question with wide eyes.

Not really wanting to take someone's virginity like this, you go to pull off of her.

“No! I’m not!” Ellie stops you, her hands hold you by your waist. Those words put you at ease, making you fall back into her, “Then why not baby?” You mutter.

“It’s just.. Like I said, it's not a good idea.” She says breathlessly. Frowning, you shake your head. “It's nothing serious.. We’re both adults here.”

Ellie looks away, contemplating your words.

“C’mon.” You murmur hotly in her ear, pecking at her jaw. She doesn't answer as her head falls back into the couch. “Just let me touch on you a little. I’ll make you feel so fucking good.”

“I dont know..” Ellie trails off, making you whine.

You shake your head, pouting. “That’s so mean.” Pulling back, you plant your hands onto her chest for leverage. You begin rocking your hips against her toned thighs. “So, so, mean Ellie.” You whisper as you let your eyes fall closed.

“Jesus.” She groans as she opens her eyes to look down at where you grind down onto her. Gasping, she whispers, “Please.” Smiling widely at the ceiling, you bow your head down shyly. “So you do want me to touch you?”

“Fuck yeah. Of course I do.” She gasps. “But you’re my best friend's-” Her voice is completely conflicted. “little sister.” Staying quiet for a moment, you sigh heavily. “Mmm-Yeah. But that's ok.” You reassure her with a giggle.

“No. No it's not. He’ll kill me if he finds out.” Her voice trembles.

Palming her shoulders, you try calming her down. “He wont find out, unless you tell him dummy. What he doesn't know, won't hurt him.” You assure her, grinding down harder.

She sighs out as her own hips start moving up. “I would never. You promise not to tell?” Moaning, you nod. “It’ll be our little secret.” Ellie groans against you as you bring your mouth back to hers.

You pull back for a second, her lips chase after you while her eyes stay shut. You give a breathless laugh while reaching down.

Curling your fingers around the edge of her sweatshirt, you pull it up and over her head. Her hair fluffs up, going askew. She swipes her hair out of her eyes quickly to see you.

Throwing it on the floor, you look over her body. She only wore a sports bra underneath, which was so thin it looked like second skin. Moving your eyes over her toned arms and hard abs, you nearly drool as your gaze catches onto her tattoo.

“Holy shit Els, you really were hiding all of this from me, huh?” You coo at her as you run your hands up and down her arms.

Ellie grits her teeth while looking up at you, she grabs your hips again, moving you rougher against her. Bending, you latch onto her lips again. “So big.” Peck. “And strong.” Peck. “Makes me so fucking wet. Y’know that?” You kiss messily down her mouth, her chin and down to her neck.

“F-fuck, really?” Your hands fall down to palm at her tits. Nodding, “Sooo, wet.” You purr, beginning to pluck at her nipples through the fabric, forcing them to harden.

Whispering, “Take this off.” as you toy with her bra. As soon as she hears that, her hands fly away from you to rip it off, launching it somewhere behind you.

Ellie looks from your face and then down at herself, resting her hands flat on your thighs. “I.. it's not much.” She huffs humorlessly.

You shush her, “Stop it. They’re perfect.” Trailing your palms up her naked sides, you bring them up to mold around her small peeks. “So perfect baby.”

“Thank you.” She lets out a shaky breath as you squeeze them tightly. Running your thumbs over her nipples, you groan. “You really are so hot Ellie. You have no clue.” You shake your head with a furrowed brow.

Every few seconds, you dip down to kiss her. One hand smooths up her neck to entangle in her short hair. The other hand drops from her chest and past her belly button, beginning to play with the waistband of her sweatpants. You feel her belly clench up against your knuckles as you run along her waist.

Biting your lip, your mind races thinking about all the things you wanna do to her. You quickly lift your shirt over your head, leaving you bare besides your panties. Ellie’s mouth falls agape as she stares at your bare chest. “Wanna touch?” She nods vigorously.

You push your chest forward into her face a little more. “Then what are you waiting for?” Her rough hands crawl up your sides, finally engulfing your tits. “God. You’re so fucking pretty.” Ellie whispers.

Your fingers return to rubbing teasingly underneath the band of her pants. She hesitantly glides one of her hands down from your boob to run it over your thigh, nervously. Reaching down, you fiddle with your panties. Her eyes follow your movements.

“We should hurry.” Pulling the crotch to the side very slowly, “It’s ok. Touch me.” You purr, picking up her hand to bring to your dripping center.

You whimper as she glides her fingers through your lips, passing over your clit. You finally dip past her pants and into the front of her briefs. Your fingers pass her trimmed hairs, “Shit!” She stiffens up as she feels you slide along her slit.

“Already so wet. Is this all for me?” You giggle breathily. “Fuck yeah, All for you.” Ellie groans as you begin circling her clit. Her hand follows yours as she begins to roll over your nub tightly. Sighing, you rock your hips against her movements.

Your fingers slowly begin drifting down from her clit, starting to rub at her entrance. Her hips jut up as you push inside of her.

“Shhh.. I got you.” You whisper. Your pace is slow as you drag them in and out of her. She pushes her head back into the seat while trying to maintain the movements of her own hand.

After a few more slow pumps, her feet plant to the floor to ground herself, as she starts to become antsy.

“Please.” Ellie heaves out. Gazing at her, you bite your lip. “Please what?” You continue to move your hand leisurely. Her fingers slip down and push into you with one thrust, making you buck your hips in surprise. “Please just fuck me.” She groans as she starts to move her fingers.

“Aww. Y’just need it so bad huh.” You taunt, beginning to fuck into her a little quicker while rolling yourself on her thin digits. Her free hand comes to wrap around your wrist. She feels your hand flex with each piston of them sliding into her.

As you start feeling her own pace falter, you curl your fingers, beginning to slam them up into the ceiling of her cunt. “Oh Fuck! God, Ngh-right there. Just like that.” Ellie’s legs shake under you. The feeling of her trying to fight to keep them open makes your belly bloom.

“Louder baby, I love hearing you.” You whisper. Ellie’s mind buzzes, feeling as if she needs to swim for her thoughts. Your confession makes her groan, “I can’t believe this is happening.” She whimpers out.

“I can't believe it either.. I thought I'd have to play with you a little longer.” You respond, amused. Her eyes pop open to look at you, hooded with lust.

“What?” She questions you as you pull out to rub over her clit a few times, then push back in. Snickering, you answer her. “I mean, I thought I'd have to butter you up a little more.” You peck her on the lips, furrowing your brows. “But no. You were just too easy. Couldn't resist some ‘off limits’ pussy, right?”

“I’m sorry. Ugh-so sorry.” Ellie sobs out.

“Ellie, you have no idea how long i’ve wanted to fuck you.” You sigh. “I.. I think about you all the time.” Ellie easily admits. Perking up, you stare at her face, your pace begins to pick up as your mind wonders.

“Yeah? Even when you fuck yourself?” Your fingers thrust harshly into her. “Yes!” She grits out. “Say it again.” Your chest heaves.

Ellie’s strength completely disintegrates, making her fingers completely stop their motions. “Think of you!” She hisses. You shake your head fast, “Nuh-Uh, use your words. What about me?” You bring your hand down to pull at her wrist, feeling as her fingers slip from within you with a soft squelch.

“Your pussy! I think of your pussy.” She cries. “How you smell, and t-taste.” Ellie whimpers as her hips try to move along with your thrusts. “Want you to stuff my face in your pussy and make me breathe you i-in.”

You laugh, bringing her hand up to her mouth. “That's what I wanted to hear.”

As she goes to speak, you stuff her wet fingers into her mouth. She automatically rolls her eyes back behind her lids as she tastes you on her tongue. Ellie huffs a sigh through her nose, her lips tighten around her fingers as her tongue dances over them.

Letting her own fingers go with a pop, her hand falls to your thigh, squeezing you with need. “Please-Oh fuck, please. Lemme taste you. Want it so bad.” Ellie begs. Her whiney voice makes your heart flutter.

The aching and burning of your arm starts to get to you, making your pace falter for a second. “Then you better fucking hurry, and cum.” You hiss out through the pain.

Ellie’s hand instantly flies down to rub at her clit at the same fast pace you continue to pound into her with, the loud squelches of her pussy were muffled behind her thick pants.

Planting your hand behind her head onto the head rest, you lean down to her ear. “I think..” You look down and then back up to her face. “I think this pussy’s mine. Don't you?” Ellie’s hips start moving aggressively against your hand, “Oh fuck yeah, this pussy’s yours.” She mewls. “S’all yours.”

“I’m fucking dripping for you, want you to lick me all up.” You moan as you feel her starting to tighten up around you. “Want you to grope me when you do it, and I don't want you to stop until it hurts.”

Her head turns to the side, shoving her face into your neck. Her hand slips around your waist, pulling you so that you’re chest to chest. “Please don't stop, please.” Ellie sobs out. “You close baby? You gonna cum, just for me?” Your voice is full of hope.

“Yes! Yes! I’m so close!” Ellie’s toned belly starts flexing harshly as she continues to gasp for breath.

Her noises become quicker as she rocks against your body, her legs begin to shake with each swipe against her pulsing bundle of nerves. “Take it. Take it. Take it.. Cum all over me.” You whisper huskily.

“Holy fu-I’m gonna-Oh.” She squeezes out through her tight throat. “I’m gonna fucking cum for you-” Suddenly, Ellie stiffens up underneath you.

With a loud overbearing groan, her walls squeeze you tightly, gushing all over your fingers. “Fuck! I’m cumming, I'm cumming..” Ellie chants as her walls twitch and flutter around you.

“So good for me baby. Takin’ it so good.” You don't stop hammering into her as she busts around you. The once soft wet noises now squelch loudly with your brutal pounds.

Thighs shaking violently, Ellie finishes with a spew of incoherent swears following with her body going limp under you. Your fingers come to a slow stop, and you gently pull out of her.

She hisses as you rub along her sloppy lips, twitching as you overstim her clit. You think it's cute, watching her twitch and shiver as you smear her cum up and down her slit.

Ellie doesn't stay quiet, every few moments she lets out a pained whimper. She lazily pulls her own hand out of her underwear, letting it droop lazily against her thigh.

Finally allowing Ellie to breathe, you pull out your hand from her pants. Wrapping your lips around your now sticky pruned up fingers, you moan at the deep musk she’s covered you in. You take your time sucking her cum off of them.

The shiney beads of sweat that roll down her temples catch your eyes. Letting your fingers fall from your mouth, you shuffle up closer to her while wiping your wet fingers on the couch. Dabbing at her hairline, you coo to her. “Shhh, I know baby. Came so hard for me.” You kiss her hot cheek.

Both hands come up to take a hold of your ass, kneading at them. “After this, I think I’d do anything for you.” She groans into your chest, kissing your collarbones. Sitting there while catching your breaths, you run your hand through her damp hair calmingly.

Ellie speaks up after a few moments. “You.. You never got to finish.” Timidness filled her tone. You hum,

“That's ok. Maybe we could go back to my room?” You try and persuade.

Sighing sadly, she thinks about it for a second. “He should be here soon. I don't think there’s ti-” The sound of a car pulling up into the driveway fills your ears. Suddenly, you’re harshly shoved off of her, landing in between the couch and the coffee table with a loud ‘Oof!’

“What the hell!” You grumble. “Fuck fuck fuck!” She says erratically, jumping up from the couch. Ellie stands and fixes her pants with one hand as she looks for her bra in a frenzy. Finding it, she slips it on with a quick swoop. “Get dressed!” She urges while waving her hand.

You use the coffee table as leverage to push yourself up, grabbing your shirt on the way. A loud slam of a car door makes a scared shiver run up your back. Ellie struggles to turn her sweatshirt inside out, throwing it over her head.

You rush up to her, gripping her forearm, “Come with me to my room, we can lock the door.” You repeat with a whisper, nodding. “What? No! Just go.” Ellie hisses. Taken aback, you scoff. “Oh, ‘Anything’ Huh?” You evilly squint at her as you tug your shirt back on.

When she hears your tone, she turns back to you quickly. “I’m sorry!” She cries, trying to pull you to her. Ellie bends to try and give you a swift kiss in apology, but you shove her back.

“You totally owe me, jerk.” You whisper angrily, running down the hall. The sound of an angry bang to the front door meshes with the slam to the one of your bedroom.

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it, there will probably be a second part to this. Or even maybe one a little less tame, and more on the darker side. Maybe Pervert!BBF!Ellie williams?

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Touch Her Again. I Dare You. || Joe Burrow

That moment when you get placed between Sam Hubbard and Ja’Marr Chase as a protection force so your boyfriend Joe can kick some ass.

Pairing: Joey Brrr x femreader!

TW: y’all it’s jealousy Joe back again to play, protective Joe, a few curse words, mentions of blood, a brief fight, a spicy kiss and I believe that’s all that is up my sleeve on this smutty Tuesday night…

Enjoy my loves! :)

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You slipped into a new dress that fit you in all the right places. The second that you tried this on in the store, you knew right away it was going to turn heads. You needed a dress for a special New Years celebration that you were set to attend with your boyfriend Joe. A bunch of his teammates were invited, including their plus ones or significant others.

As you look over yourself in the mirror you couldn’t help but feel elevated in your confidence. “Babe.” There was a soft knock at the door and Joe slightly opens it to peak in.

“Oh good. Could you zip me up?” You ask and Joe fully enters the bathroom. His eyes roam every square inch of your body in the dress. He stood there in awe at the sight of you.

“Joe?” You snicker a little at his reaction. He steps forward and his hand fumbles around to find the zipper on the back of the dress. You felt a fingertip graze your bare skin and it sent shivers across your body. He delicately slides the zipper up to the top.

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