Ellie Williams X Fem!reader Who Are Best Friends And They Have To Stay In From Patrol Because Of A Storm

Ellie Williams x fem!reader who are best friends and they have to stay in from patrol because of a storm

A lot of teasing between the two, And some smut and fluff?

This one will be my first Ellie imagine so I'm gonna make sure I do my best! Thank you so much for your request 💜 It means a lot to me.

I want them back, I want them back,

the minds we had, the minds we had,

it’s not enough to feel the lack.

I need a Rough Chris in my life 🥵

Rough sex headcanon with Chris Redfield please. This tank of a man can destroy any pussies he wants.

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┊┊┊❁ Chris Redfield

┊┊🌙SMUT,FOUL LANGUAGE, ROUGH SEX, JUST NASTYYYY

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Chris Redfield

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Rough!Chris is such a turn on...like..can you imagine him coming home from a long mission, feeling absolutely stressed and needy. By the time you even try to greet him by the door, he's snatching you up and carrying you both to yours' shared bedroom

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Rough!Chris is harsh! Like putting his foot on your head as he's pounding you kind of rough. Rough!Chris is always so growly and desperate in your ear. He's so close to gaping your tight hole wide open.

ʚ♡⃛ɞ  Ugh, you can't run from him either in the bedroom, that's a insult to his skills for some reason? Rough!Chris is the type to grab your neck tightly from behind and pull you flushed against his chest. Keeping His free hand on your hips gripping them tightly.

ʚ♡⃛ɞ He knows he's big, he knows and he's sorry but baby you need to take it like the good girl you are. Rough!Chris lives for your begging and pleading, he wants you teary eyed and exhausted on his fat cock.

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Rough!Chris wants to ruin you for others, he wants to set his full claim on you, he wants others to know you're his and who is making you feel good, Rough!Chris wants you to beg for his cock everyday after work.

ʚ♡⃛ɞ The Rough!Chris who gets annoyed when you send him nudes when he's away from home. Ugh you're such a brat, but he loves you for it.

ʚ♡⃛ɞ  the Rough!Chris who has the softest aftercare and night cuddles when he's done with you.

Thankyou so much for doing my request! Its amazing! I was wondering if you could do a in heat alpha chris x reader, where chris is super horny and keeps bothering the reader as shes trying to get a project done for work. So she ties him up and milks his cock?

Sorry, its been a little bit since I wrote.😖 I'm currently in the middle of a fic where Chris is tied up, so I kind of made this a different "tied up" way??? If that make sense? Sorry I didn't write it the other way. Hopefully, I can make it up to you in the other one.

Needy Alpha Chris

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Warnings: Omegaverse/abo, omega fem/afab reader, alpha Chris, Chris being needy, knotting, tummy bulge, begging (both sides), cockwarming, diy cock ring, most likely grammar errors

Your deadline was coming up fast for your current project. You figured you'd be able to put some work into it while you stayed home with Chris for his rut. You gave yourself one goal for today. To finish the damn project you and your team were assigned to by your director. That was your only plan for the day. You even told your mate wanted to get this done so the two of you could relax that last couple of days you had off. Unfortunately, your mate was in the middle of his rut. The first few days he’s more aggressively needy. Giving in to his instincts and is absolutely feral. Stalks you around like a predator. His large hands are roaming all over your body in a frenzy. Thankfully he was towards the last couple of days of his rut, making him become needy in a softer way. He still wants to pump load after load into you but he will try to hold in his urges, not wanting to overwork you and have you fucked out of your mind the whole time. But in the end, he ends up begging to fuck your tight cunt.

There you were minding your own business typing away on your laptop, finally able to crawl out of bed and get some work done. As you sat on the floor, coffee table in front of you, back resting against the couch. You could feel someone’s hungry eyes watching your every move for the past 30 minutes. You could see the large man in your peripheral view seated in the small reading nook on the other side of the living room. Without even moving your eyes away from the screen you could tell Chris wanted your attention but didn’t want it to be completely obvious. Even though he was constantly clearing his throat or letting out a small grunt as he kept repositioning himself in the armchair.

After his fruitless attempts, he closed his book, placing it on the seat before walking over to you. He pulled the coffee table forward, pulling it away from you. Your hands stayed in the same typing position as you looked up at him in confusion. "Uh, what are you doing?" You inquired. But the bulky man kept quiet. He moved around to the other side of the table where you sat. Bending down, he slipped his arms under your armpits and lifted you up like a rag doll. You accepted your fate as he sat in the spot you once were and placed you on his lap. Wrapping his large arms around your middle section, burying his face into your hair. Blinking a few times, you turned your head to look at him. "You okay?" He nods against the back of your head. "Couldn't get comfortable" he mumbled, his hot breath dancing across the back of your neck. He could feel your small laugh vibrating through your body. "I could tell. You couldn't sit still." You leaned forward to pull the table toward you, rubbing against Chris's groin in the process. Clearing his throat as he tightened his hold on you.

The sound of your nails tapping against the keys occasionally broke the silence. Every now and then Chris would wiggle around, trying to get comfortable while he trailed his nose to your scent glands on the side of your neck, taking deep breaths of your scent. You paid no mind to it. His rut was coming to an end, he still wanted to take in your sweet aroma every possible moment. His nose rubs against the sensitive skin tickling you for a brief moment before you feel his canines scratch against your skin, causing you to let out a gasp. "Chris, I'm trying to work." You tried holding in your giggles as we switched to the other side of your neck giving the same attention. You brought one of your hands to where his arms were wrapped around you, rubbing your hands along them. As Chris continued to nuzzle against your neck, he unwrapped one of his hands, his callused digits trailing down to the plush skin of your thighs, kneading into the soft meat.

"Chris, I need to get this done." You tried to speak in a serious tone. He brought his mouth to the straps of your tank top, trapping it against his teeth, pulling the thin flimsy material off your shoulders before trailing his hot lips back up. “Then work” “I’m trying but you are distracting me.” you let out an exaggerated sigh. Suddenly you realized while this whole time he’s been holding you, he's been pumping out his pheromones gradually over time. It wasn't until you felt your sex ache for some sort of relief. "Chris Redfield” His lips stilled, pressing to your warming skin. “I told you I am going to get this done, and then I’m yours the rest of the day” You rarely raised your voice, but the sexual tension building up between you, and the nagging workaholic voice in your head was causing a battle inside you. He unwrapped his arm around your waist and slipped under your shirt. His calloused pads outline your sides, tracing up from under your breast, his fingers stretching out as far as they could before sinking them into the soft pillowy meat giving them a firm squeeze.

A soft whimper escaped past your lips, hips rocking slowly as you succumbed to the pleasure of his hardening cock rubbing against your ass. Your eyelids started to feel a bit heavy as your mind became foggy. Chris’s mouth trails up the side of your neck to your ear. “You going to let me in that little cunt?” he whispered between nibbles on your lobe. Realizing what’s happening, your eyes snap wide open. “Okay, that’s it!” you twist in his hold to look at him, “We are doing this on my terms though. I’ll cock warm you until I’m done.” Without skipping a beat he puts both arms under your thighs to lift you up high enough to release his throbbing cock from his sweatpants. “Hold on, hold on.” You lean forward and reach for something behind the laptop. You felt around the surface until your hand found a long silicon rope.

Leaning back against his chest, you tied a loop into one end. You pulled down your shorts with the help of Chris before he spread your legs, each hand supporting the back of your thighs. As he lowered you, you placed the loop of the silicon rope around his shaft. Giving it a light tug to tighten the loop. Chris too focused on being wrapped up in your warmth, paid no attention to the object wrapped around him. The smell of your slick alone gave him complete tunnel vision. Continuing to lower you on him, you feel the crown of his cock rub against your slit, collecting your slick. He plunges in his tip and stills there. Savoring how your pussy is trying to suck him in further, tightening around him.

He hisses out an elicit ‘fuck’ as his head tips back, falling against the cushion of the couch. With each passing second he takes to completely sheath himself in you, the more impatient you get. “Mmmm Chris hur-ahhh.” Before you could even finish your sentence he drops you on the last remaining inches, pulling the sweetest whine from you. Just as he was about to lift you up on his cock, you made a noise trying to grab his attention, placing your hands over his. “Ah! I said cock warming only” Your voice firm, squeezing his hands. He let out a long sigh before wrapping his arms around you again, burying his face in your hair. “Besides with that wrapped around you, you won't be able to cum so easily. Let me finish my work and then we can finish okay?” You rubbed his arms with reassurance before focusing your attention on your device.

The next 20 minutes were absolute torture for Chris. Any time he shifted to get any sort of friction or his cock twitched inside you, you would squeeze so tightly around him. You gummy walls wrapping snuggly around him. This only made him want to thrust up into you, but when he tried to, you would only sink further into him becoming like deadweight. Sweat was running down the side of his face. His brown hair stuck to his forehead. The pressure of the silicon around his base was starting to drive him mad. The ache in his full heavy balls grew, the muscles in his abs continuously flex as he fought all urges from making the tiniest movement.

At some point, he removed his face from your hair. Normally your warm sweet scent would calm him, but right now it only made his inner alpha want to disobey your orders and just fuck into your with relentless power. You two were feeling a bit antsy, craving for the feeling of him mixing your insides with his length. However, you couldn’t deny the fact you loved this power you held over him. Normally Chris would always take the lead, which you absolutely love. But just something about him listening and waiting for your command had you feeling giddy and absolutely sensual. You turn your head just enough to see his face in the corner of your eye. His eyes were squeezed shut, his jaw clenched tight, his nostrils flaring with every intake of air. Maybe it was time for a break. You pretty much had everything done. Just needed to go over to make sure you had everything, which you could easily do another day, or perhaps after he passes out from what you were about to do to him.

You reached forward closing the laptop while doing so, you slid up on his twitching cock. His hands dug into your hips, holding onto you for dear life. Before you lowered yourself further onto him, you folded your legs on either side of his, trapping him under you. You pushed the table forward just enough for some room. With both hands on the table to help stead you, you began to bounce yourself on your knees, sliding along his hardness. The male's breath got stuck in his throat as his eyes shot open at the sudden intense feeling of you riding him. His hands continued to hold onto you with bruising force. His mind was a tad too foggy to first realize you were finally giving him the attention he’s been wanting all afternoon. He didn't think it was possible to be so hard.

“Fuck angel, I-I need to cum” He said between gasps. You let out a small breathy chuckle, slamming yourself harder and harder onto his length. Grinding yourself on him every time his member began to twitch out of control. “A little bit longer”, you purred, detaching his grip on your hips and placing them on your breasts, guiding him to squeeze and touch them. You let out a whimper as he starts thrusting up into you earnestly. He's growling against clenched teeth, breathing erratically. "Please a-angel. I n-need it" you reached over your right shoulder with your right hand, cupping the back of his head, pulling him closer to you. His mouth pressed to your ear, his grunts and growls emitting from deep in his throat sending ripples through your abdomen. "W-will you behave?" Your hand wanders over your thigh, sliding over your neglected clit, feeling a prominent vein run down the underside of his cock, over his inflating knot, and stopping at his balls. Cupping them with your soft fingers, giving them a gentle squeeze. You could only feel his head nod eagerly against yours with a wanton moan. The weight of them felt heavy in your hands, tightening, begging to be emptied. You wanted to drag it out a little longer, but you couldn't wait anymore.

Once your hand was able to feel out for the other end of the rope, it took you a couple seconds to get a good grasp on it as Chris continued to plunge into you. Placing your unoccupied hand on the curve of your hip, lifting yourself up until only the crown of his cock was barely inside you, pulled at the rope as you sank down. As your lips touch his knot, a loud guttural groan fills the room as he is flooding your sex with his seed. His mind goes absolutely blank as his consciousness is ripped from him by his orgasm. Your hand drops the rope and stills over your pelvis, pressing against the bulge of his cock. You could feel the force of every spurt against your hand. Your lip caught against your teeth as you felt his warmth spill inside you. Once you felt his hands drop from your body and landed on the floor with a soft thud, you didn't feel him pulsing inside you. You lifted yourself up just enough to face him, making sure not a single drop gets wasted. The look on his face sent a rush through you.

His head tipped back, mouth open slightly ajar, drool just starting to drip down the side, his eyes glazed over barely rolled to the back of his head. Placing both hands on the side of his face, you tip his head forward, before capturing his lips with yours. Coming back from his release, his eyes slowly fluttered closed as he started to kiss you back. pulled back with a soft smile on your face. You ran your thumb over the trail of drool on his chin wiping it away. You gave him another peck on the lips before your hips started to grind on his still hard length. He winced, letting out a hiss. "T-too sensitive darlin'" You let out an amused sigh. "This is what you wanted though right? Want me to milk you dry" You said between pants. You started to ride him against a slow languid pace. Massaging your walls, angling yourself just enough to hit that one soft gummy spot. With your fingers still holding his face you looked down to see where the two of you connected, noticing the milky ring around his knot. "Look baby" you whispered to him. The moment he did you could feel him twitch inside of you again. "Want more… o-of your cum" You whined looking at him, brows knitted together.

"Shit," he hissed as his hands found purchase on your hips again, thrusting his hips up into you. You could feel his legs quake under you. The way his curly pubic hair rubbed against your clit, spurred you on as the pressure in you built. His fingers dug into you, pulling you closer, having your clit grind on him harder. "Gonna cum. Gonna cum. I'm gonna-" You placed your mouth over his, swallowing each other's moans as you both met your peak. The pressure erupted in you as you felt another wave of his thick cum. Your walls flutter around him, your clit pulsating against his pelvis as your grind comes to a slow stop. He threw his head back against the cushion as you both tried to catch your breaths, rubbing his thumb in small circles on your hips. Once when you came down from your high, you started all over again, rolling your hips into him.

"Shit darlin'. I need a break" he whimpered. "Please, just one more? I want you to stuff me full. Make a mess out of my pussy." Once again his body defied him, his cock still going hard, twitching and aching for more. How could he deny his sweet omega when you were asking so nicely. He lost count of how many times he came. Losing a little piece of his soul in your heat each time. After the umpteenth time, the whole room smelt of sex. Nothing but skin slapping slip and moans filled the room. "S-sweetie….. I-I'm s-shooting blanks" he slurred barely able to get out. "One more, one more." You kept chanting building both of your highs. The amount of cum from the two of you collecting on the wooden flood underneath the two of you. You started to rub tight circles on your clit once again. Chris's chest was heaving as his legs shook the floor beneath. "Come on baby. One more." If his brain was working he wouldn't think he'd have one more left in him. But the moment you reached back with your free hand to give his balls a light squeeze and slipped his knot past your puffy lips, his red cock was convulsing again. The pressure in you popped, your sex pulling the last drop of cum in him.

You collapsed on him, resting against his sweat-slicked chest. Focusing on both of your breathing. You squeezed around him one more time before you lifted your head to look up at him. A gurgled grunt rose from his chest. Drool was spilling out both sides of his mouth. Eyes fogged up in ecstasy. "You good baby?" You asked loud enough hoping to reach wherever he was. There was a long pause before he nodded his head just a bit, still looking up at the ceiling. You whipped the drool off along with his sweat running down the side of his face. "Good." You smiled, nuzzling into his neck, breathing in his pheromones. "I'll help you when your knot goes down okay?" You could barely feel him nod his head before you both melted into each other.

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hi there!! i heard u were taking reqs and i wanted to req for a fic where ellie blames reader for hiding the fact that she saved her from getting studied by the fireflies (like the argument she had w joel in tlou2) and they breakup but then ellie realises how much she fucked up when she sees reader at a party with another girl and can it be a happy ending with possible smut?

i realise i am asking for a LOT plsnandbdnsf 😔😔😔

Not a problem!!! Thank you so much for your request! 💜

College! Au with ellie? Smut, and ellie is a bit aggressive? Thank you!

UUUU! We like modern Ellie :) Thank you so much for your request !!