Hi this is my first oneshot book so please be nice, this is ellie williams x fem! reader and this is for all tou simps for her.
I will be writing smut/lemon, angst, fluff, and i willw put TW bwfore i put anything triggering to some people.
I do take...
A/N: Before you read this just to tell ya'll this very rough and kinky smut so if your not comfortable with it then I'm sorry. And here is a gif so you can see how hot she is!.
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Have fun you Ellie simps😘.
Originally posted on tumblr by @/joelsgeetar _____________________
This journey to hunt down Abby and her group was risky enough to begin with. At first, Ellie was adamant that you should stay back in Jackson and to let her do this alone. While you understand the rage and heavy grief she’s feeling - you can’t let her do this by herself.
Joel cared about you. Losing him hurt you like it did Ellie. You weren’t there when he was killed, thankfully. Ellie had to witness it though. Her mind right now is clouded over with revenge.
Ellie has been nothing but brutal. She doesn’t show mercy on whoever crosses her path now. This has caused her to be more intense with how she handles you sexually. At first, it wasn’t too bad. She got rougher with going harder and faster than usual but that was it.
Tonight is different.
She walked through the doors at the theater and slammed them shut, cursing under her breath. Ellie was covered in blood and dirt. Your first instinct is to ask if she’s okay, to see if she has any serious wounds.
“Ellie? Holy shit, come here. You need to clean this or it’ll get infected.” You rush over and grab her hand leading her back into the room you’ve both been sleeping in.
“I’m fine.” Ellie mumbled out avoiding your eyes.
“Mhm, now stay still. It might sting a little.”
You poured some alcohol on her arm. She tensed up in pain, sighing out instead of groaning or something. She’s so tough it amazes you sometimes.
While you kept your attention to her cuts and bruises, she was staring down your shirt unapologetically. The shirt was actually hers. It gave your chest a wonderful favor.
“Okay. All done. Let’s get you in bed, you look exhausted.” You smiled softly at her, the smile soon turning into a frown. “What’s wrong-”
Ellie didn’t hesitate. She pinned you down with one of her hands locked around your throat. You looked up at her in slight fear, your heart beating unbelievably fast. Ellie only smirked at your reaction and that’s when you knew she was wanting something else.
The look in her eye made you blush. You lifted your hips subconsciously to grind against her leg that was between yours.
“What’s wrong? Nothing’s wrong, babe. Just wanna touch you. Make you feel good. Show you who you fucking belong to.”
