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savannahsdeath · 8 months

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heyy! this is my first time asking a request but can you do more mafia ellie? i love her sm omg 🤭

MAFIA!ELLIE X READER

mdni please<3

warnings: 18+!! mentions of ellie not having time for reader;(( finger sucking? cum eating just smut and ellie ending up shoving her fingers in your mouth because .

writers note: inspired by @seattlesellie 's fic though hers about abby 🤭(read it here) .. i found it days ago and just couldnt get this out of my head goshhh and finding it again was so hard !!

: ̗̀➛ "yeah, good fuckin' job." ellie mumbled in a raspy whisper.

you could see her arm muscles tense as her grip on her phone tightened. you bit your lip and threw your head back, leaning it on her shoulder.

it wasn't supposed to be like that. not at all.

: ̗̀➛ she told you she has a day off - well, she's her own boss, so she could have one any day, but her job is hard to take a break of. there's always some problems or complications. or unexpected calls, like this one. of course, she apologised a hundred times before picking it off (not really, she just murmured a half-assed 'sorry, babe'), but it didn't make it any less annoying.

: ̗̀➛ so you ended up pressed against her chest with legs spread wide open, making room for her right hand, which, much to your surprise, didn't slid out of you.

"ellie—" you let out a desperate mewl, feeling her fingers slow down as her focus shifted to the person on the phone.

she shushed you, planting a loving kiss on your neck, which only added fuel to your neediness.

"i know." she whispered, curling her fingers inside of you to prove her point. she straightened up as if whoever she was talking with could see her previous posture. "uhh, yeah... could you repeat?"

her every move would force a sound out of the back of your throat, every touch of her lips on your neck whenever she wasn't the one speaking left dark marks on your skin. you held onto her hand, digging your nails into her forearm what didn't bother her at all. being silent wasn't easy, it took lots of self-control which disappeared in ellie's presence.

: ̗̀➛ it was even harder when the "good fuckin' job" turned out to be something more like "fucked job". that's when you finally earned her focus. her fingers found the perfect way to calm her down, take some anger out and let her listen to your beautiful moans. you really tried to be quiet, but all you could do is purse your lips, what only muffled all the little whimpers.

"look, if you don't figure it out till tomorrow, you're fucking dead." she hissed, her frustration spreading through her whole body - from head to toes.

you felt the electricity cumulating in her fingers, you felt how mad she was. oh, yes, you felt that.

"i—" you whined, tugging on her arm to get even more of the attention.

"hushh..." she clicked her tongue, turning back to her phone. "i'm not kidding. your wife's gonna get your head as a christmas gift, if i'll feel generous."

every single word that escaped her mouth caused another gasp from you, because you didn't really listen to how harsh her statement was, you just enjoyed her raspy voice which was perfectly sychronised with her fingers. when she spoke slowly, her movement would also slow down, and, oh, how much you wanted to beg her to hang up.

"i don't care— no, shush, shut up." she hissed, but you felt better at the thought of you not being the only one who has to stay quiet now. "i have no idea how you'll do it, but you will, or i swear to god i—" her slim digits digged into you as she kissed your cheek, mumbling a tired; "fuckin' idiots" close to your ear while pulling away.

the man on the phone must start to get nervous, as his pathetic voice was now audible even for you. he kept apologizing and rambling nonsense, though ellie wasn't really interested in his excuses. plus, she had other things to do.

she used the little break as much as she could, pumping her fingers in and out of you and even slightly withdrawing her phone from her ear so she could listen to the sticky, dirty noises. nuzzling her face in your neck, she let out a long hum, either satisfied at the sound or to make the poor man think she cares. maybe both.

eventually, she continued her conversation. not forgetting about a disappointed, dramatic sigh first, of course. "any last wish?" she asked with an obvious smirk.

his voice raised even more, now not only apologizing but begging her for forgiveness. ellie never hurt any of her 'workers', unless they were traitors, so the fact that he took her seriously seemed unusual and, at some point, hilarious.

: ̗̀➛ you were so close, finally, after minutes of this torture - of your satisfaction disappearing for a few seconds just to come back... just to leave again, making your neediness take over. you bit your lip and looked at ellie, plopping your head on the crook of her neck. she felt how fastly and roughly you exhaled against her collarbone, grinning in amusement. you shifted, pressing your back even harder to her chest so you could feel it raising and falling as she breathes. your eyelids fell, making you get lost in a dark maze of every possible sense but sight.

"ellielliellie!" you whined, her name rang out in the dense, cold air.

your voice could be definitely heard on the other side of the phone, though the man didn't even stop his panicked rambling, what probably meant he was too busy to notice it.

she tsked as your throbbing walls clenched around her, her soaked fingers dripping on her palm. the ache which was persistently located somewhere deep in your body, maybe in the core of your bones, and didn't want to let go of you finally subsided. your hands almost unconsciously rested against your sides and as you opened your eyes you could see little moon shapes left on her forearm, where your nails digged into her.

it took you by complete surprise, not giving you time to react - though you wouldn't do anything anyway - before your pornographic moan got cut off with her digits sliding inside of your mouth. your saliva pooled down as your teeth grazed her flesh; salty and,, callous. her palm rested against your chin, forcing you to keep it raised.

"el—luhh" you tried to mumble but it came out as nothing like your girlfriend's name. it was slobbery, unclear and— disgusting.

she turned back to her phone, making you only able to guess what her expression was but she was, without a doubt, smirking. your tongue flopped flat beneath / against her fingers, earning a hum from ellie. as your pouty lips closed around her, her digits moved in deeper, causing you to gag for a second.

"c'mon, you'll live." she rolled her eyes, and you weren't sure which one of you is she talking to now - you, or the man who thinks he fights for his life, when in reality his 'threat' doesn't even listen to him?

your view range was violated by her grip, but you could see how unbothered she was through the corner of your eye. you could feel it - feel that her thighs don't tremble and clench, or that her breath is steady and deep, unlike yours.

as she shoved her fingers almost knuckles deep in your mouth, she spread them as if to gesture scissors and you swore you can read her mind, so you twirled your tongue around them, cleaning them up. your own juices got replaced with just as messy saliva, which small droplets cumulated in the corner of your lips. you couldn't help but suck on her digits, and the action itself made your eyes watery.

"you'll stay silent now, 'kay?" she spoke up in a mocking tone, and you couldn't tell who is she talking to again - no matter which one of you it was, you knew she wasn't asking and you hoped that the man realizes it too.

still, you nodded, making her whole hand follow your movements, what almost felt like she's the one controlling your body's reaction.

"of course you will." she cooed in a serious voice, though there was a different undertone - laced with taunting sweetnes.

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puppetmaster13u · 3 months

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Prompt 251

Danny is tired and annoyed. On one hand, his parents took the whole ‘so I might be slightly dead’ pretty well! Which is good! On the other, they decided to send him and his sisters to their uncle while they take care of the Guys in White and refurbish the house to be, well, him safe. Which meant a ridiculously long flight all the way to New Jersey.

A flight he was pretty sure happened to be illegal what with the fact that neither of them were asked for their IDs or anything despite having them with them. Hm. Y’know he’s not going to question it, he’s getting a nap the moment they get to Uncle Harvey’s.

#DCxDP #DPxDC #Prompts #Harvey & Maddie are half-siblings #Two-Face grumbles but honestly also loves his nephew & nieces (wait he thought they only had one niece-)#Look it’s not the first time Jack & Maddie have broken laws and they’re not gonna let GIW hurt their kids #Danny is going to get an autograph from Poison Ivy for Sam #Jazz is going to get an interview from Harley if it’s the last thing they do #Harvey to Two-Face: We can’t get arrested with the kids plz don’t mess with the bats #Give Two-Face a name challenge #Ellie loves her uncles Harvey & Archie #Danny to Jazz: So we’re not going to talk about how our uncle is pretty much a mafia boss right #Jazz: I don’t think you realize what I witnessed before you were born Danny #Jazz: I’m gonna lay low so I can be a brain surgeon & if we can use this to our advantage we will

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whore-era · 1 year

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tw: mafia

thinking abt mafia!ellie and how she’d take care of you and allow u to be a full time stay at home house wife who goes to pilates, orders $10 lattes, and goes shopping with the wads of cash she gives you in the morning after spending the entire night torturing some poor fool for looking at her the wrong way……yea…..

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #tlou2 #this was loosely inspired by the sopranos hehe #frankies podcast (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡#mafia

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kaitys-bs · 4 months

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I’m writing this ellabs mafia smut…

idk if yall want that or not but it’s coming eventually

UPDATE I WROTE IT HERE

#ellie the last of us #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams x reader #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #tlou #ellabs #ellabs smut #abby anderson x reader #abby the last of us #the last of us #lesbians #lesbian #Mafia #au #tlou au #kaitysbs

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mariefilms · 1 year

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╰───► Summer in Europe - e. williams

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Pairing- mafia princess and assassin!ellie williams x assassin!black fem reader

Warnings- 18+ MDNI!!!!! angst, smut, references/allusions to murder, dirty talk, pet names ( ma, baby), fingering (r! receiving), squirting, use of strap on, multiple orgasms (2), uhhhh i think that’s it.

Synopsis- you and ellie found love when you were both at your lowest, a summer in rome was one of your best ideas until you got a call telling you to kill the love of your life.

a/n- this is my first time writing smut so don’t be too harsh🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾 (nsfw under the cut) this was originally supposed to be a oneshot but it was getting long so i decided to split it up into to 2-3 parts, i hope you guys like it !!

it was the summer of 2027 when you fell in love with her. you were only supposed to stay in Italy for two weeks before you met her. ellie was captivating, nothing like anybody you’d ever seen before. she was so hooked on you she followed you around like a puppy not knowing what dangers being in your presence would entail. The lavish dates and time you and ellie spent together only progressed your love for each other. unfortunately, you were needed back home. you had to take care of a client even if you wanted to stay in your little fantasy bubble with ellie. the trip wasn't supposed to last this long and sadly, your work was calling you. you’d never abandoned it for this long of a time period. Therefore, it was time to get back to the real world and out of this lovesick haze. ellie decided it was best to treat you to one last dinner before you had to leave even though she never knew if you were coming back. It was one of the best dates you had ever been on since you’d come to rome. ellie made sure your every need was met and she couldn't help but fall into the pit of love deeper and deeper, not knowing how you would crush her heart and she would crush yours.

on your way back home you got a call from your handler, he was seething at your radio silence for the past three months and didn’t want to have to report it to the higher-ups. that would start a worldwide manhunt neither of you wanted to deal with. “seth, it’s fine ok. i just needed a break.and you of all people should know the importance of that.” sighing, you grabbed a glass of champagne that was offered to you by a waiter.

to your luck, he relented on his incessant nagging (it was all in worry for your well-being, he was getting old and he couldn’t keep saving your ass anymore now) and told you about your next job that needed to be done asap. your assignment was to seduce and kill the notorious mob princess and best assassin the world had seen since julio santana, ellie williams. adoptive daughter of joel miller and tess miller.

your heart dropped in familiarity with her name. everything around you became muddled when you realized. you couldn’t believe your luck. it would only be you who’d have to kill the one and the only person who you loved. “ i-i can’t do this one seth.”

“what- why can’t you do it? you’ve never been opposed to taking a job before. what’s wrong about this one!?”

“its a conflict of interest seth! i can’t fulfill an assignment on someone i know very fucking intimately!” you yelled into the phone and throwing your hands up in the air. this was easily becoming one of the worst days of your life, and you’ve had more of those than you could count.

“what a load of bullshit! you know all of your victims intimately that is the whole point of your job y/n!” he yelled back and you tried not to snap at him because he did take very good care of you but you were tired of his shit.” it’s fucking different seth! this isn’t some one night stand type of thing! i fell for her! i cant and wont fucking do it!” you were seething in your seat in the plane trying not to disturb the other passengers.

“i don’t give a shit about that y/n! you will do what needs to be done, you KNOW, the damn rules!” you tuned him out after that. you didn’t want to hear the truth and tried not to think about the inevitable.

seth was rambling in your ear, still going on and on about how you have no choice and the threat of the higher-ups still lingering because of your long absence, and how you fucked up falling in love with someone from the mob. you tried to argue you didn’t know she was from the mob, just rich but he wouldn’t hear it. you could honestly give less of a fuck about the higher ups but you remembered why you were even in this business in the first place, making your decision a pretty easy one. deciding you had enough of his incessant whining you took the job with a broken heart.

it was october when you finally made your way back to italy. you took a month at home of getting your affairs in order to successfully complete this assignment. you cried so much throughout the downtime to the point where you had nothing left in you but deep despair. the urge of going MIA and not completing the mission was strong, but you couldn’t do that, you made a promise and had a job to do. you couldn’t let a measly love affair stop you even if she meant the world to you. you had to keep up your end of the bargain or shit would get messy.

after you landed at the airport you went through baggage claim and made your way to the lobby before you spotted ellie waiting for you. your heart warmed and filled with dread all at once when you saw her. you rolled your suitcase up to her and smiled when she turned to look at you. ellie looked so pretty standing in front of you. she looked at you like you hung the stars. her piercing green eyes were shining with love while she dragged her gaze on you up and down smiling brightly.

“hi baby” she greeted you breathlessly and wrapped her arms around your waist while going in for a deep kiss. you reciprocated instantly, never getting used to the way she made you feel. you broke the kiss and smiled back up at her. “i missed you so much” you whispered into her lips. “me too, ma” she whispered back before kissing you again but this time it was more vigorous. she ran her hands up and down your sides feeling all your curves and committing them to memory. she'd missed this so much, she'd missed you so much. despite the timing of your relationship, she felt a deep connection to you. ellie couldn’t fathom you leaving her anymore after you came back and decided to stay with her. she squeezed you tighter not wanting to let you go (in more ways than one) but knew y’all had to get back so she could help you unpack and finally fuck you like she’d been wanting to.

“let’s get back, wanna show you much i missed you” she whispered in your ear while her hands drifted down to your ass and cupped it through your jeans. you gasped and pushed her off of you while laughing. “have some decency, we're in public ellie!” she rolled her eyes at you before smacking your ass and grabbing your bags. “you wasn’t saying that while i was tonging you down” your face went warm at her words, forgetting how bold she tended to be, not being afraid to speak anything that was on her mind. “ok but that’s completely different than you groping me!” you smacked her arm and she just laughed at your response, pulling you into her while you both walked out the airport and into her car. her driver was waiting outside of it and took your bags from her. he then opened the door so you both could get in.

during the ride back to ellie’s place, your mind couldn’t stop racing. you felt so wrong for lying to ellie like this. acting like you were here in rome to continue your relationship with her but actually on an assignment to kill her. it was weighing so heavy on you that ellie noticed the shift in your demeanor. she didn’t know why you started to feel upset but she had a feeling it was about you being back in rome away from home and familiarity. she had no clue what your real intentions were, she was still under the impression that you were here for her and trying to commit to a serious relationship, not just a fling. ellie didn’t know that you knew what she did for a living and who she was connected to. she prayed you’d never have to see or experience that side of her. when she was handling her business she was a different person. her anger issues peaking and making her seem borderline psychotic. she wasn’t proud of what she did for a living but it’s what she grew up around ever since joel picked her up off the streets, saving her from a piece of shit who didn’t know how to keep his hands off of little girls.

ever since then she vowed to ruthlessly murder anybody who thought it was ok to do anything remotely close to that.

when ellie’s driver finally pulled up to her house your mood had brightened significantly. ellie was trying her hardest to cheer you up during the long drive the best she could and it worked for the most part. you still had a heavy weight on your shoulders from the responsibility of taking ellie’s life but you decided to not let it bother you for the rest of the day. you needed to appreciate all the time you had left with ellie.

ellie’s driver, who you later learned was named jesse, opened the door for you both to get out of the car and go inside.

“hey love, wait inside for me. i need to take an important call real quick.” ellie kissed your cheek before rounding to the other side of the black g-wagon.

you sighed before agreeing to her demand and walked into ellie’s home. it was a black interior and exterior modernesque house that was ducked off from the bustling city of rome. you’d been here many times in the 3 months you first visited but it never failed to take your breath away. jesse brought your bags in while you got settled in. since ellie was outside taking a call you felt this was the perfect time to hide your weapons to lower any levels of suspicion— not that ellie suspected you, you were just paranoid and had a lot of guilt.

luckily you managed to hide them in very obscure places and avoided being seen by jesse and just in time before ellie ended her phone call, dismissed jesse and finally came inside to spend time with you.

she found you in the kitchen and you were praying she didn’t notice how wound up you were. just seconds before she made her way into the kitchen you had hidden a pistol in a compartment behind the oven. you felt like you were sweating bullets and tried to act as normal as possible when she came up behind you wrapping her arms around your waist and giving your neck little pecks. “what are you doing in here baby?” she mumbled into the kisses she was giving your neck, stirring up a sizzling heat in your lower regions.

“nothin’, i just decided that i wanted to cook something today instead of us going out again.” you giggle at her kisses turning ticklish and feeling her smile against your neck while she sways with you in her arms to a random beat in her head.

you turned around in her arms ready to tell her you needed to start gathering the ingredients before she cut you off with a toe-curling kiss.

“i missed you so much baby. that was the worst month of my life” you laughed at her dramaticness. “i know el, it was hard for me too but i’m here now and i won’t be leaving anytime soon.” you were lying to her and it hurt so much but you had to keep up appearances and not alert ellie to anything being wrong with you.

she pulled you into another deep kiss, tongues sliding together and you both moaning into it before you tried to pull back so you could actually start cooking. ellie on the other hand didn’t want to let you go. she could stay kissing you forever but she knew you had to start on the dish you wanted to make and finally broke the kiss not before grabbing your ass and rubbing on it. she had a panty-dropping smirk on her face as she looked at you. she knew the power she had over you and your body and wasn’t afraid to use it.

“ellie, no. move. i’m trying to cook and you tryna fuck me” you were laughing as you kept trying to remove her hands from your ass while she started back kissing on your neck, implementing teeth and sucking your skin, trying to leave her mark on you.

“you can still cook like this” she smirked against your skin at your scandalized gasp.

“ellie you know damn fucking well, move your ass !” you smacked her forearm so she could take you seriously and move.

she gave you one last peck on your lips before letting you get back to cooking, “ok ok fine, but i hope you didn’t forget about what i said at the airport” she whispered breathily in your ear before, once again, smacking your ass and walking out of the kitchen with a proud smile on her face.

“ooh i can’t stand her fine ass !” you bit your lip before whispering to yourself and turning to start cooking one of your favorite dishes from back home that you had a feeling ellie would love.

once you finally got done cooking the jambalaya, you called ellie down while you were making hers and your plate. she kissed your cheek before going to sit at the table, you walking behind her and sitting right across from her at the table. the dinner reminded you of every date ellie took you on at a expensive restaurant, except more intimate and intoxicating.

before digging in you asked ellie to try it and tell you if she liked it. you know she’s never had something like this before so you really hoped she would.

when she took a bite she literally moaned out loud. you busted out laughing at her response, your efforts to conceal it were futile and it came out anyway, “i take it i did good huh?” she nodded her head fervently and started to scarf her plate down.

“wait- el slow down! it’s not going anywhere” you tried to stop her from eating too fast and too much and later having a stomach cramp. “ i can’t stop it’s so good baby. i don’t know how i’ve never gotten to eat this good in my life.” she heaved after a particularly big bite. you covered your mouth trying not to laugh at her appearance after tearing her plate up. the bottom half of her face was covered in the sauce from the jambalaya with little rice pieces, and she was leaning back in her seat trying to catch her breath.

“ellie you have so much shit on your face” you couldn’t hold your laugh in anymore and it finally busted out.

“what? where?” she started wiping everywhere but where she had smudges of sauce on her. “girl- you know what let me get it!” you stood up and walked to ellie’s side of the table before bending down and using your hands to wipe the remnants of sauce and rice crumbs on her face. as you wiped some crumbs off of her lip ellie licks your thumb in while staring deeply into your eyes and giving it a hard suck. “thank you for the meal baby” she smirks against your thumb still resting on your lip.

“fuck it.” you crashed your lips against ellie’s, taking her by surprise. she moaned into your lips before pulling you into her lap so she could kiss you properly. she sucked on your bottom lip and intertwined her tongue with yours, completely tonguefucking your face in an agonizingly rough pace making you grow so wet in her lap. you were a moaning mess and couldn’t control your hips, rutting down against ellie and adding slight stimulation to hers and your clit.

“mm fuck” ellie groaned into your mouth when she felt you start grinding against her. she dragged her hands down your sides, up and down your back, through your braids, and finally landed on your ass. she loves your ass so much it was crazy. she smacked one cheek before making you grind down harder after hearing you whine and whimper into her. you started bucking your hips uncontrollably when she kissed you particularly hard that sent shiver through your body and had you dampening your panties even more.

“fuckkk ellie” you were so needy for her. she’s the only one that’s made you fell this good out of the many nameless and faceless one night stands you’d had in the past. you needed her to do something about the ache in your pussy and you needed it now.

“ellie cmonnnnn, i’m ready” you whined into her mouth trying to move her hand where you wanted her as she started trailing her kisses lower and lower down your neck. suckling on your collarbone and making a dark hickey appear. “i know, baby i know.”

ellie picked you up while you were still situated in her lap. she made her way to her bedroom while she kissed you deeply managing to not hit too many walls on the way. when she entered her room she threw you on the bed before going into one of her drawers and grabbing some lube, her harness and the black long and girthy dildo that was usually attached to it.

you couldn’t believe how fine she was and how lucky you were able to spend time with her, not wanting to sour your mood with the burden you still carried heavily on your shoulders, you pulled ellie by her tattooed arm on top of you so you could kiss her again but she turned down your advances of trying to deepen the kiss, only giving you a couple pecks before she started making her way down your body, the body she was so in love with.

she trailed kisses down your neck and stopped at your boobs, pressing little pecks between them before taking your right nipple into her mouth and trailing her right hand down to the wetness in between your thighs. rubbing your clit through your panties and making you moan lowly out loud. she used her left hand to knead your left nipple before she plopped off your right to give some attention to the left.

you were out of it. face blissed out with no thoughts behind your eyes. all you could think about was ellie and how much you wanted her mouth and fingers all over you. “ellie please. stop teasing and fuck me!” you whined at the stimulation you were receiving. she chuckled at your impatience and ended up giving in to you, she could never say no to your pretty pouty face.

“ok pretty girl, i’ll give you what you want '' ellie gave you one more toe-curling kiss while removing your soaked underwear before dropping down to your gushing pussy and circling her tongue around your clit. you moaned out so loud and it made ellie so wet, grinding down into the mattress while she hooked her hands under your thighs and pushed them into your chest. ellie licked a long stripe up and down your slit before going back to sucking your clit into her mouth.

you were a moaning mess. everything she did to you felt so good to the point of insanity. she was making you feel so fucking good you didn’t know what to do with your hands. deciding on gripping her hair and messing up her sloppily put-up bun, grinding hard into her face. she groaned into your pussy and sunk two fingers into you before curling them and abusing that sweet spot she knew would have you seeing stars. your eyes rolled back as you felt her attack your g-spot. you couldn’t control your sounds at all. she could hear all the little noises your mouth made and loved it. she lifted her head out of your juices to use her other hand to rub on your clit roughly making you jerk in her hold before she held you down. “yeaaaa let me hear you baby. pussys so wet f’ me”

she was easily becoming pussydrunk. the way your cunt gushed out your wetness and started creating a white ring around her fingers that were fucking into you hard and deep. she couldnt get enough.

“fuck- fucking love this pussy baby” she drawled out breathlessly before diving back in and attacking your clit with her tongue.

“tell me whos pussy this is?” she rubbed on your clit hard.

“yours ellie! it’s your pussy, shit!”

you were bucking and spasming as you felt your orgasm crashing down on you. “ellie- mm- fuck fuck, m’ gonna cum, m’ gonna cum ellie!” you screamed out as you felt the knot that had been building in your stomach since she kissed you in that airport lobby burst, your eyes rolled back from the intensity and her refusal to stop rubbing your clit.

“mm- fucking love this pussy. cum on my face baby, fuck- i want it all” she pistoned her fingers into you faster and doubled downed on your clit drawing your orgasm out and making you cry out from overstimulation. “shittttt- that’s it baby” ellie pulled her fingers out of you and sucked on them savoring the taste of you and moaning wantonly around them. she kissed your clit again before sitting up to put her strap on and lube it up.

you were still overstimulated when she slapped it on your clit twice. “mm’ no more el” you tried to run from her but she pulled you back and flipped you on your stomach. “uh uh baby you know i’m not done with you.” she rubbed her fingers in your juices again before lining up and pushing inside of you.

“fuckkkkk—“ she groaned as she sunk her dick into you like she could feel you open up for her and squeeze down when she hit your g-spot again.

you cried out when she was all the way in. you felt so full and good. “fuck ellie!” you whimpered into the pillow as she started thrusting into you.

“mm’ look at you. fuck— pretty pussy wrapping around me so good” she groaned and punctuated her words with a hard thrust spreading your cheeks so she could get a good look at your pussy opening up for her. her thrusts were sending you up the bed and making you almost hit the headboard. she was fucking you sooo good and deep keeping you pinned down to the point where you couldn’t move, all you could do was take her brutal thrusts. “ellieellieellie, i can’t- i cant- fuck!” you felt her brush against your cervix and sobbed into her pillows. you couldn’t think, she was making you feel so good, you pushed your hand back on her stomach to get her to let up but she slapped your hand away and ground deeply into you in response making her feel immense stimulation on her clit from the harness and you felt her deep in your guts your eyes crossed so hard you saw stars.

“nah you can take it shit—baby, stop. fucking. running.” she thrust into you hard following it with a deep grind making you lose your mind. you were a whimpering mess and couldn’t hold your orgasm anymore, only this time it felt more intense and powerful.

“ellie mm’ fuck! m’ gonna cum!” trying to run away from the powerful sensation again. ellie slapped your ass as a reprimand. “stop fucking moving and take it.” she was holding your hips in place and fucking the shit out of you. you couldn’t speak anymore, the only noises coming out of your mouth were little renditions of ellie ellie please! and loud moans and whimpers before your orgasm crashed out of you with a strong liquid. “fuuuckk baby” ellie moaned hard above you, throwing her head back, when she felt your wetness hit her. she ground into you even harder until she was cumming from the friction.

you were spent and didn’t have another orgasm in you. you slumped down into the bed as ellie pulled out of you, discarding the harness and laying down wrapping her arms around you and pulling you close.

she kissed you all over your face and neck whispering sweet nothings. you smiled in her embrace and hugged her tightly. “i missed you so much,” she whispered into your lips before giving you a deep kiss. it was passionate and conveyed her love for you that she was too scared to confess yet. you returned it with the same passion and with a hint of despair. you started to remember the reason you were here in the first place and pulled away from her, not wanting her to take notice in your steadily dropping mood.

unfortunately she did feel your mood change and she looked at you with a question in her eyes, you just shook your head before giving her a peck on the lips and dragging her to the bathroom on your wobbly legs so y’all could clean up. “i fucked the shit outta you huh?” she mocked your words from earlier and grabbed your ass (for the 2726366th time) you swatted her hand out of the way and pulled her into the shower with you.

ellie smiled at you as you began washing eachother. you were in complete bliss and didn’t want this illusion to end but unfortunately time wasn’t on your side and you needed to complete your mission soon or you’d have to deal with so many consequences worse than death.

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thornbutch · 7 months

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COMING SOON . . .

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Pairings: Police Officer!Ellie Williams x Fem!Stripper!Dealer!Reader

Tags: gun kink, semi-innocent/semi-perv ellie, nightclub, handcuffs, mature themes, handcuffs, drinking, abby is a hardass, dom!reader (but only for a bit *wink*), eventual smut, series, drugs mentioned

Word Count: ~3k

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The staged invited the dancer with a warm glow and the opening notes of a haunting melody began to fill the air. The shimmering silhouette moved across the stage with purpose. Every single move told a story, a narrative that unfolded through the fluid, curvaceous lines of her body. Her arms and legs extended in perfect harmony towards Ellie, causing the auburn-haired girl to gulp. Her expressions altered with the emotional nuance of the music. When the tempo quickened, so did her footwork, highlighting her precise skills. She wrapped a leg around the center pole, throwing her head back all while maintaining eye contact with Ellie. The beautiful blend of strength and finessed captivated the audience. Every twist and turn were executed with grace and poise. The energy in the room grew as her performance reached its end, the dancer’s final breathtaking split left the room in awe. Hoots and hollers erupted. She took a confident and cocky bow before leaning down to gather the heaps of cash that had pooled on the floor.

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sojutrait · 1 year

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may i present: the garrisons

#ts4 #s #fully feel like the game keeps giving me twins just so i can use my own pose pack #yes he is a mafia boss drug dealer but yk what he is first? a family man.#i was really gonna say 'wow the girls must be identical' until i remembered the damn toddler glitch plz #to tell them apart tho maddy wears purple and ellie wears pink (at least for their toddlerdom)#*eileen gen #*soju save

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d3arapril · 5 months

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there rly just aren’t enough established relationships fics on this godforsaken app

#i dont want mafia abby or evil drug lord ellie #i just want them as they come bro😔#I CRAVE DOMESTIC SCENARIOS #gimme #thinking thoughts

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iobsessoverfictionalmen · 6 months

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The Taste of Revenge - Master List

Warnings: canon typical violence, cursing, mentions of non-consensual drugging, descriptions of character death, mentions and descriptions of jail, car crashes, descriptions of drowning, lying, manipulation, guns, yandere themes, mafia AU, mafia Rafael Barba (trust me, he needs the warning), spoilers for Hannibal, references to Leverage, past Frederick Chilton/Rafael Barba, NSFW moments and angst.

NSFW warnings: filthy thoughts, rough sex, consensual smut, threesome, m/m, m/f, dom/sub, use of pet names (good boy and good girl), dirty talk, possessiveness, a hint of angst, Frederick has a voyeurism kink, fingering, handjobs, finger licking and sucking, oral (male and female receiving), unprotected penis in vagina sex and mentions of injury.

A/N: This is the sequel to The Sounds of Justice. I recommend reading that fic before reading this one as this sequel references a lot of events from the previous fic. You can catch up with that fic by clicking on the link here. Please take notice of and heed the warnings; they are there for a reason and they will be at the top of each chapter. Comments and reblogs are very much appreciated.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

What if? A Jim Sterling AU

#my writing #my fics #the taste of revenge #mafia au #mob boss au #rafael barba x reader x frederick chilton #rafael barba #female reader #jethro gibbs #tony dinozzo #ziva david #ellie bishop #nick torres #jimmy palmer #ducky mallard #tim mcgee #enemies to friends to lovers #moodboard made by me on canva #credits to the owners of the images

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capypub · 11 months

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The Sister Act - Mafia!Joel Miller Extended Scene

Part of the Without Warning Series (Mafia!Joel Miller x OFC)

Rating: T (minor language, some talk of body insecurity, mentions of weapons)

Summary: Ellie struggles with body insecurities and goes to Joel's girl for help...

AN: Not very Joel x OFC heavy, this is more of a look into Joel's girl's relationship with Ellie, meant to be a fluffier piece.

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When she first met Ellie, it was right after being rescued from her kidnapper. After that, it was easy to grow protective of the teen, her sass, her intelligence, her creativity, she was one of the brightest kids she’d ever come across and wanted only the best for her.

She was a little firecracker and brightened up the house when she came to stay every few weekends or pop up in the middle of the day when she didn’t have school and wanted to hang out with Joel.

Indi wasn’t sure how much Ellie actually liked her, all her interactions usually kept at a friendly level and they were usually with Joel unless he was busy with work. They could get along well for short periods of time, talking animatedly about whatever Ellie had been watching lately or what Indi’s been doing in school. Beyond that, Indi wasn’t too sure.

Until one day, Ellie came to the house early one midsummer afternoon, looking nervous as she fidgeted with the straps of her backpack.

“Oh, hey Els,” Indi greeted her at the front door, looking cozy in one of Joel’s t-shirts and a pair of sleep shorts, “Joel’s not home right now, do y-.”

“I know,” Ellie spoke up quickly, anxiously avoiding the older woman’s gaze. “I wanted to talk to you…”

“Oh…okay, come sit down,” Indi urged the young blonde, ushering her inside to sit and talk together in the kitchen where Indi had been cutting fruit for a smoothie. “Everything okay?” she asked Ellie, keeping her eyes focussed on the cutting board littered with strawberries as the unusually quiet teenager sat on the opposite side of the island, throwing her backpack on the chair next to her.

“Y-yeah, um…so…Dina’s having a, um, pool party this weekend…” she said hesitantly, watching Indi cut up a bunch of strawberries with ease.

“That’s cool,” Indi nodded with a small grin, keeping her tone even and casual, wanting to give Ellie the space to speak freely at her own pace.

“Yeah so, s-she…I mean, I-I want to go b-but…” she trailed off, looking extremely uncomfortable.

Indi put the knife down, moving to stand beside Ellie, offering a comforting squeeze to the teen’s shoulder. “But…?”

She sighed, slightly frustrated with herself, not usually the one to struggle with expressing her thoughts to people. “I want to get a nicer swimsuit,” she said quickly, her words a little mumbled together.

“Oh, okay,” Indi agreed, finding no issue with what Ellie was asking.

“I-I’m sure Joel could drop you-.”

“No, not with Joel,” she interrupted Indi, looking up with wide eyes, a mix of fear and embarrassment in those blue eyes, her chinks tinted pink.

“Okay, not Joel,” Indi repeated softly, rubbing soothing circles into her back. “What’s got you worked up over this, Els?” she questioned gently.

Ellie sighed, looking down at her fidgeting hands. “...I want to look…pretty…for Dina’s party and…I don’t know what…looks good, like that, you know?” she mumbled, glancing up at Indi nervously.

“Oh…oh! Yeah, no, I get that, you like Dina a lot and want to look nice for her, makes sense,” she nodded encouragingly.

“I can’t ask Joel, that’d be fuckin’ weird,” she added with a light scoff, her cheeks growing pinker at the mention of her father-figure taking her to look at bikinis. “Y-you always look pretty, so…could you, um…h-help me pick out something…that would,” she huffed, struggling to get her words out in one go. “Will you help me find something that’ll look good?” she finally choked out, looking at the older woman with a raging blush and a slight pout.

“Sure, yes, definitely Ellie,” Indi agreed, appreciating that the teenager came to her for this, feeling like she’d taken a big step towards Ellie trusting her.

They talked a little more about what Ellie was looking for. It seemed she was dead set on a two piece, but struggled with feeling exposed in it, which was understandable.

“I had weird feelings about my body too when I was sixteen, hell up until I was in my mid-twenties, I struggled with being comfortable in my body,” Indi admitted after she’d made them both a smoothie, taking Ellie to sit out on the covered patio connected to the kitchen, enjoying the view of all the trees and the trickle of the jacuzzi fountain nearby.

“Really?” Ellie asked softly, watching Indi over the rim of her cup. “You’re always so…” Ellie couldn’t even pick the right word. “I mean, Joel’s so…crazy about you, I want…that with Dina, I think…you always look so…put together and pretty and shit, so I mean, I get why he’s all heart-eyes, but…I want to be able to walk around like you do,” she said softly, toying with her straw.

“Don’t base your relationship goals off Joel and I, Els, we had to figure out our own dynamic just like you’re figuring out yours. Sometimes we’re still figuring it out,” I chuckled softly. “And, thank you, I appreciate the compliment, but it’s not always like that. I don’t feel pretty all the time and when I do, it usually takes a lot of self-encouragement to put that vibe off,” I explained.

She hummed in acknowledgement, looking down at her cup, thinking loudly but saying nothing.

“Ellie, you are so bright and funny. You’re creative and determined. You are also pretty, inside and outside,” I said, reaching over and squeezing her arm.

She was blushing, glancing at me with a shy smile. “Thank you,” she murmured, setting her cup down before sliding over to the older woman and wrapping her smaller arms around her neck in a tight hug.

They heard the garage door open from inside, Joel soon stepping out in his usual jeans and loose t-shirt. He was sweating, probably coming from one of his contracting jobs, the real one, smelling like sawdust and sunlight.

“Hey, what’re you two doin’ out here?” he asked, leaning over to kiss Indi’s temple before ruffling Ellie’s hair with a warm smile.

He loved these rare moments when he got to catch his girls together. Ellie didn’t hug often, so he knew they had been talking about something serious, especially given how red in the face his kid was looking when he came out to them.

“Just hanging out,” Indi said with an easy grin, “Ellie and I were thinking about going to the mall in a bit.”

“Oh? For what?” he asked curiously as they all moved back into the air conditioned kitchen.

“Book store.”

“Shoes.”

The two women looked at each other. Indi nervously bit her lip while Ellie became flustered, glancing at Joel who had raised a brow at them.

“Bookstore and shoes,” Indi clarified with a soft laugh, recovering quicker than Ellie and going over to kiss her fiance's cheek, not even bothered by the sweat and grime on him.

When she went upstairs to change, Joel followed after her, claiming to want a shower. Once secured in their bedroom, he leaned on the door, watching his girl change out of her loungewear into denim shorts and a loose t-shirt. He crossed his arms over his chest and eyed her suspiciously.

“What’re you two really up to?” he asked as she went into the en suite bathroom to put on a light layer of make-up.

“It’s nothing bad, Joel, just…girl stuff,” she shrugged, smirking at him through the mirror.

“Uh huh…” he nodded, still not completely believing her. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

She rolled her eyes. Such a dad. “Okay, don’t say anything, but Ellie is feeling some type of way about her body and she asked me to go with her to get some clothes,” she explained.

“Her body? Somebody say somethin’ to her?” he asked, immediately getting defensive as he came to lean on the vanity counter in the bathroom, hand automatically dropping to the revolver on his hip.

“No, nothing like that, she’s just…feeling a little self-conscious and wants to change things up,” she shrugged, glancing up at him with amusement at how quickly he reached for his gun. “Don’t make it weird by saying anything, she’s already feeling awkward.”

He sighed, never knowing what to do when it came to Ellie’s developmental stages. “I wish you would’ve been here when she got her period early the first time she stayed here,” he groaned, recalling the absolute heart attack he almost had in the grocery store at nine o’clock at night on a Friday looking at the wall of feminine products before some older female employee took pity on him and handed him a box with a knowing smile.

“Were you freakin’ out?” Indi asked, teasingly.

“Absolutely,” he chuckled, admiring how fluidly she applied something as basic as chapstick, making the act seem much more erotic than it really was in that moment.

She laughed softly, standing to kiss him before exiting the bathroom to grab her shoes.

Joel insisted on dropping them off, doing his best to not bring up anything that might even remotely make Ellie uncomfortable as she played on her phone in the backseat of his truck, too quiet for his liking. He dropped them off at the entrance, promising to be back in a couple hours after he checked on “some things” nearby AKA supplies.

As Ellie walked alongside Indi through the mall, she began to clam up again, her shoulders high with tension as she ducked her head.

“It’s going to be just fine, Els,” Indi said, directing Ellie into one store, keeping nearby as the teen browsed the selection of swimsuits nervously.

“There’s so many,” Ellie murmured, looking to Indi, anxiety filling her blue eyes.

“Yeah, it’s a lot,” Indi empathized. “Maybe let’s start with the basics and go from there,” she offered, selecting a few solid colored pieces for her to try on first.

Indi was patient the entire time, offering subtle encouragement as Ellie went through set after set, locking herself in the dressing stall for most of the first hour. She understood it was hard to be a teenager and feel weird in your own body, and told Ellie the same as they went to two more stores.

“I like this,” Ellie said softly in the third store, having disappeared behind a dressing curtain with a handful of pieces.

“Oh?” Indi perked up from her seat in the dressing room, hoping Ellie had finally found something she was comfortable in.

She stepped out in a black halter top and bikini bottoms that offered medium coverage on her smaller figure. Indi nodded approvingly, complimenting how the top accentuated Ellie’s shoulders nicely. The teenager beamed shyly at the compliment, ducking her head down as she went back behind the curtain.

Before they returned to the entrance that Joel would pick them up at, Ellie carrying two bags compared to Indi’s one, they stopped for coffee and a quick scan of the bookstore, just for the hell of it. Before stepping outside, Ellie stopped Indi and wrapped her arms around the older woman suddenly, her face tucked into Indi’s shoulder.

“You’re the closest thing I’ve ever had to a sister…thank you for today,” she said quickly before letting go of the older woman, smiling bashfully as they left the mall.

Joel noticed the change in Ellie’s demeanor when he picked the girls up. His kid now much more like herself, loud and sassy in the backseat as she attempted to critique his driving while simultaneously complaining about something that had happened with the horses at Bill and Frank’s. Reaching over, Joel took Indi’s hand and brought it to his lips, kissing her knuckles and finally her engagement ring softly. “Gross,” Ellie commented from the back seat.

Joel didn’t miss the warm smile on the kid’s face though as he glanced up at her through the rearview mirror. Whatever Indi had done, he was thankful because it meant his kid was happy again.

#joel miller x reader #joel miller imagine #joel miller fluff #joel miller x ofc #mafia!joel miller #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller au #ellie williams au #ellie williams imagine

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santademikey · 1 year

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…i had to.

also bonus donovan under the cut :]

#WHY AM I THE FIRST ONE DO TO THIS #lincoln clay #giorgi marcano #danny burke #ellis robinson #john donovan #mafia 3 #mafia iii

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savannahsdeath · 10 months

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HEAR ME OUT I HAVE A REQ!!!!

Sooo basically Ellie being the mafia boss and reader being her precious girlfriend that she (and basically the whole mafia gang) protects.... Idk it could be a fic or just a oneshot but I NEED MAFIA ELLIE IN MY LIFE

HEARING YOU OUT !!

MAFIA!ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

mdni please<3

warnings: 18+!! just some typical mafia shit idk

writers note: focused more on life life than romantic life in this one BUT maybe, just maybe, I'll do a part2 with more love scenes (basically a smut)

being a housewife for your mafia boss girlfriend wasn't something you were dreaming about as a kid, but you like it. ellie's buddies are loud, suspicious, they make lots of inappropriate jokes or act all posessive but they would never hurt you. in fact, they won't let anyone hurt you.

today, just like every friday, she brings them home to play cards and talk. you, of course, had to clean the whole house. ellie didn't ask you to do that - her people weren't.. the cleanest people anyway, but you couldn't stand the thought of your guests finding a layer of dust on a shelf or a ball of hair in the bathroom.

the doorbell rings and you run up to greet them, and, mainly, see ellie. as you open the door, you're presented with a bunch of burly men and only one, but your favourite, woman.

"good evening, mrs williams." smiles the first one, before entering.

the feeling of being called by ellie's last name was still new to you, but it sent a warm feeling from your heart down to your stomach.

you stand back and watch as the men enter, filling out your living room. they seem more at ease than usual, and you're sure ellie is to blame. they greet you with a smile, before stepping aside to reveal ellie last.

"hey, babe." ellie says, as she wraps her arms around you and pulls you in close. she smiles up at you, with those green eyes of hers. she leans in for a kiss, and you gladly give in to her, feeling her soft lips on yours. you get lost in the moment, forgetting to breathe and not pulling away for a quite long time, only making a break when it's really needed.

"c'mon, ellie, or we'll start playing without you!" one of the men calls out from the dining table.

the men's voices in the background quickly fade away as you are consumed in the moment.

ellie, though, pulls away, and laughs. "i'm coming, i'm coming!" she shouts before letting go of you and walking towards the dining table, with you trailing behind her.

you happily take a seat on ellie's lap, as you both set your eyes on the deck of cards. as she shuffles the cards, you watch in adoration of her every movement. you are quickly snapped out of your trance when you felt something touch your leg, and you see ellie looking at you with a sly grin on her face.

she leans in and whispers; "don't move too much, 'kay?"

she winks and starts to deal out the cards.

usually you tried to avoid looking at ellie's cards - your 'poker face' wasn't really working and your reaction could make her lose. this time, you didn't pay attention to the rules, so you didn't have to avoid it. you didn't know wether her cards are good or useless anyway.

you find yourself not paying much attention to the game, instead getting caught up in the conversations around you. you happily listen to the others, learning more about their business dealings. you don't know much about poker or card games, and you aren't the best at lying, so you keep yourself out of the game.

you start to feel the warmth of ellie's soft, loving touches, as she plays with your hair or strokes your thigh.

the evening continues on with you, ellie and the other men playing a few rounds. you watch her intently, noticing every little detail about her body language and facial expressions. even you couldn't read her poker face, though.

you slowly reach for her hand, and begin to play with it a little, twirling her fingers.

that's one of the good sides of being a mafia boss's wife, but there's also the.. well, worse ones.

they visited you again and you could tell something's wrong straight ahead - it was tuesday. you came back from a walk to see a man tied to a chair in your kitchen. he had pieces of cloth wrapped around his head - one around his eyes and the other in his mouth, making him lose ability to see or speak.

"what do we do with him?" another man asked, one you knew from the friday evenings.

ellie was about to say something before she noticed you, awkwardly standing in the doorstep, scared and too surprised to move. she quickly grabs your arm and steers you out of the kitchen.

"it's okay, love. don't worry, it has nothing to do with you. just stay in the other room, alright? i'll come grab you in a bit. it'll be okay." ellie says reassuringly, as she leads you into the living room.

you hear the sound of the man in the kitchen making muffled sounds, as he struggles and squirms in his chair.

ellie sits you down on the couch, and then walks out of the room. you feel uneasy as you hear the man in the kitchen continue making sounds, but you sit quietly as ellie tells you to.

you watch as the door to the kitchen slowly closes behind ellie, and you hear muffled shouting and noises coming from inside. the others come into the living room, to check on you and see if you're okay.

"hey, everything alright? did ellie tell you what's going on?" one of them asks. "don't worry, it'll all be over soon. we just gotta deal with him quickly."

you can hear the muffled shouting in the kitchen continue, and the other men around you try to ignore it. as they discuss business deals, and joke about various topics, you continue to feel a pit in your stomach, worrying about what is happening in the kitchen. they don't seem eager to tell you what is going on, but they try to keep you distracted. one of them tries to joke with you, but you barely respond, as your mind is focused on what is happening in the next room. you start to feel sick, and your face starts to feel hot.

"what is she doing?" you ask quietly, but as soon as you realize your voice doesn't reveal your fear and confusion you add in a louder tone; "who is he?"

the room goes quiet, as the others hear you speak up. you can see some of the men exchange worried glances, but they still try to keep their composure in front of you. it doesn't do much to help you feel better, as you look at them with fear in your eyes.

the others look among themselves, as if asking what to do, before one of them speaks up. "you know this isn't really something you need to worry about," he says, trying to put a calming tone on his voice. "but since you ask, he's just a guy working for a rival gang. he was trying to get some information on us, so we need to... erm... make sure he won't do it again."

you notice how vague their answer was, as they try to keep you in the dark. at the same time, the meaning was painfully obvious.

you take a moment to process what the man said, before speaking up again. "but.. why here, in our house?" you ask, with your voice still shaky. "surely you must have your places to do... business?"

another man steps in to answer, trying to calm you down with words that sound too well rehearsed.

"no need to worry about a thing." the other man says, in an overly reassuring voice. "like i said, it isn't really your problem. you know, these guys always try to stick their noses where it doesn't belong. your girl here is just showing him the consequences of messing with the wrong people, alright?"

you feel like they are trying to brush off your concerns, and you doubt that they're being completely truthful with you. you knew it's probably just to protect you but you wanted to know everything.

the muffled shouting in the kitchen slowly dies down, and there's only occasional sounds of movement from inside - probably someone cleaning up the mess you could only imagine was done.

you are left feeling confused and anxious, unsure of what happened in the kitchen, or how this will play out.

later, when you were laying in bed in your lace nightgown which ellie loved seeing you in oh so much, you managed to get the tied up man out of your head.

that's what i should expect anyways, right?

ellie just came to the bedroom after taking a shower, her wet hair glued to her face. she kisses you on the cheek, before walking over and climbing onto the bed next to you. you look at her, and notice that something seems off about her behaviour.

"how did it go?" you ask, referring to the events that happened earlier.

ellie is taking her time in answering you, and you notice a slight hesitation in her voice. "it went... well. it's nothing you should worry about, love. besides..." she leans towards you and whispers; "i handled it, alright? you don't need to concern yourself with it." she plays with your hair, making it look like she's trying to distract both you and herself from thinking about it.

you watch as ellie's wet hair drips onto the bed. she continues to stroke your head, trying to give you the impression that everything is fine.

was it really fine? oh, well...

#ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie tlou #reqs open #ellie the last of us #mafia!ellie #mafia au #mafia!ellie williams #mafia!ellie x reader #mafia boss #mafia boss!ellie #mafia boss!ellie williams

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