𝙈𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙢 | 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

𝙑𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 • 𝙀.𝙊 *

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, switch!reader, shower sex, cunnilingus, teasing, marking, mirror sex, light hair pulling, fingering, teasing, slight angst, and fluff.

WC: 1.9k
                   
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You'd gotten Lizzie a brand new console for Christmas, you've noticed she'd been feeling a little left out when she'd catch you playing games with your friends. A slight pout on her lips as she would try to ignore it and scroll on her phone as a distraction.

When she unwrapped her gift, her eyes widened and she squealed in joy. "Now we can play together." You smiled and she wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling you close and peppering kisses all over your face. "Thank you baby, I love it!"

At first she was having a little bit of a rough start trying to get used to the controls, but eventually she'd gotten the hang of it, you taking your time in teaching her how to play.

Recently, it was as though she'd been sucked into the screen. When you'd come to ask her to join you for dinner, she'd declined, asking for "five more minutes" to finish this round of her game.

Five minutes turned into two hours.

"Lizzie?" You walked into your shared bedroom, her fingers rapidly clicking the controller, her focus hardly wavers from the game, only tilting her head slightly in your direction as a show of acknowledgment.

You step closer to her, your hands reaching for her shoulders, startling her and making her flinch. You frown, grabbing her headset and pulling it off her head.

"Hey!" She turns to you, bewildered. "Well hello to you too."

"When was the last time you've gotten up and taken a break? You didn't even come to eat with me." You pout, making Lizzie bite her lip with a guilty expression.

"I- I just wanted to finish this level." Her gaze switches between you and the monitor as she tries to argue, but even she knows it's no use, coming to the realization that she may have gotten a bit carried away.

Your hands massage her shoulders, her head falling back as a small moan leaves her lips. "See baby? You're all tense and sweaty." You point out and she hums.

"Let's take a shower, yeah?" She smiles at the idea, finally turning off her game, getting up and stretching her stiff muscles, a small pop coming from her back.

"Time to wash you up stinky." You tease, pinching your nose and fanning the air with your other hand, making both of you giggle.

"It's not that bad."

"Honey, I was debating on pulling out the  febreeze."

This earns you a light snack on the arm. "Yeah, yeah, alright I get it." You grab her hand, pressing kisses on each of her knuckles before pulling her into the bathroom in a fit of laughter.

You help Lizzie strip out of her clothes before doing the same with yourself, leaving you both bare infront of each other, your nipples getting hard as they come in contact with the cold air. A smirk falls onto her lips at the sight.

"Nuh uh, not yet, first we get you cleaned up." Knowing exactly what was on her mind. She rolls her eyes but nonetheless agrees.

Turning on shower head, the both of you step inside, closing the glass door behind you. You make her step under the water for a moment, rinsing herself off.