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I WANT IT ALL. just me yapping about sucking ellie's strap. EIGHTEEN PLUS INTERACTIONS ONLY.
sucking the strap is art and needs to be discussed more so here i am rambling about it because i need ellie that bad. when you're on your knees before ellie, she hums so softly in encouragement, wondering how you must feel down there. maybe it's the first time she's ever really thought to do this, hips bearing the strap for you to take between your lips, and maybe she feels a sense of power she hasn't known before.
but it's ellie, so of course she couldn't be too serious about anything. maybe she'd wrap her hand around the shaft, crudely drag the head along your cheek and brush it over your lips. and when your brows furrow in what she guesses is mild annoyance and embarrassment, she can't help laughing a little.
it's not so funny to her anymore once you take the tip into your mouth, suckling on it in a hesitant, nervous sort of way. maybe you have an oral fixation, and ellie's known you to like her fingers in your mouth before (haha nooo whaaatttt i totally don't have a draft for that already…), so she thought about being generous enough to let you have her strap instead. and she's glad she thought to do it.
your pretty eyes bore up at ellie and she completely falters, jaw falling slack at the sight. she fucking whimpers, grabbing the back of your head to push you down, to take more inches, so proud of the sight in front of her. as if the strap is her own real damn cock.
she reminds herself to take it slow, watching you already struggle to keep bobbing your head up and down without gagging around the silicone. but with every little movement, she gets more and more worked up. there's a very subtle amount of pressure placed directly to her clit whenever you push against her, and she wants it bad, fighting the urge to lose control and just fuck your mouth already.
she's already singing your praise, voice near breathless as she murmurs, "good girl, good girl, you can take it." because she's honestly hoping that the sweet-talk will be enough to motivate you to take more.
slow isn't cutting it, the pleasure nigh of what she needs, as if taunting her. so, with a slight shake of her head, ellie lets out a low sigh, starting to move her hips. she's certain the tip of her cock just hit the back of your throat and you choke around it, eyes running glassy and watery so fast that if it wasn't such a damn hot sight, maybe she'd feel a little bad about it.
ellie tightens her hold on the back of your head, her breath heavier now while she starts to let passion overtake her; roughly thrusting into your mouth, building up a speed that satisfies her poor, sensitive bud just right. she's all guttural moans and gasps, tipping her head back against the wall, but she doesn't dare to stray her vision away from you. her lashes flutter as she struggles to keep her eyes from closing, looking down at you with her brows knit, cheeks burning, and face scrunched in ecstasy.
you just look so sweet down there, turning into a mess of your own tears and spittle as you gag and splutter 'round the girth. your muffled little sounds seem to spur ellie on further, chasing the climax she's sure to reach soon enough. if it isn't the feeling of the base of her strap pressing down so perfectly against her clit that sends her falling over the edge, it's the way you look up so softly with drool trickling down your chin and onto your shaking thighs, squished together so tightly to quell the throbbing, wet feeling that's ruining your panties.
"good girl, fuck, f– fuck yeah."
photomode creds to @/elliebooger on pinterest!!
