Between us • 𝖠 𝖤𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖾 𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝖥𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 (Ellie Williams x female oc)

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Ellie's pov

"Fuck..." I grunted, cheek starting to slip from between my shoulder from the sweat that ran down my temple.

No, this isn't what I had in mind originally, but when you're currently 4 hours away from your girl, and neither of you not knowing how to NOT fuck on the daily, shit just kind of happens.

My lower set of teeth started to hurt from the amount of pressure I was using, clenching my jaw out of frustration, boxers bunched around my knees and my index and ringer finger pounding in and out of my cunt.

My brows furrowed more intensely, tilting my head to the side to catch my phone from slipping further, while my other hand went to my clit, "Are you close?" 

The breathing through the other end of the phone only intensified, mixing with small, babyish whines.

"I can't... mmm... 's not deep enough... need you Els." Skyler tormented, at least, I think that's what she was doing.
She can't get away with being a brat when I'm actually there so maybe this was her payback.

"Is that right?" I sneered, choking on a moan, "need my cock, huh? Fuckin' whore can't cum unless she's stuffed is that it?" My wrist pounded against my opening, and my left hand lazily rubbing my clit, a cramp starting to materialize in my forearm.

Skyler moaned loudly on the other line, and my name fell from her lips as a warning, "El's... Abby is gonna hear... I can't..."

"Yes you fucking can." I gritted, speeding up the thrusts inside, "put the phone by your pussy. I wanna hear how fucking wet you are."

Maybe a little harsh, but I was teetering on an orgasm for the past 20 minutes, and growing more frustrated by the second.

"Oh fuck-" I scoffed, ears filling with the most delicious sounds, and I started to trust harder, lifting my hips against my hand for extra impact.

"Yeah... that's right- fuck, mmmfuck-" my head finally falls back, phone sliding down the pillow but still close enough to hear Skyler on the other end, her pussy suctioning around her fingers, and her pretty little noises growing that much louder.

"Harder, baby... harder.." I breathed, orgasm rolling in a series of waves.
And I don't know what more embarrassing, the fact that I'm most likely talking to myself right now, or the fact that I'm fucking myself while wearing a SpongeBob shirt that I've had since I was 13.

I grabbed the phone, tucking it between my shoulder and cheek, "You still there, baby?" I panted, lifting my hips from the bed to pull up my boxers.

She doesn't answer right away, but the heavy breathing let me know we were still connected.

"Yeah, I'm here."

I hear rustling in the background, followed by more silence.

I brought my hand up, using the back of it to wipe sweat from my hairline, "Did you cum?" I asked, still trying to catch my breath, and kinda felt stupid for it now that it was over.

A long silence, and then a sigh, "yeah.."

My brows furrowed, eyes glancing to various shapes of the popcorned ceiling, trying to make out shapes in the texture. "Yeah? When?" My voice pitches an octave, narrowing my ears into the speaker.

"Ellieuhhh-" She whined, and I smiled.

"What? I have to make sure you're not lying."

More silence, and rustling.

".... When you were being mean to me." She finally admitted, and with that, I believed her.

"Jesus Christ, sky..." I scoffed, rubbing my eyes and face, "You're so fucked up."
I found it equally humorous as I did concerning, but maybe one more so than the other.