Between the lines • a between us sequel (Ellie Williams x female oc)

𝟐𝟓.𝟓 • 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗍

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 • omg guy!!! i've missed you sm you don't even know 😔💔my life is still a mess rn but that's okay we're figuring it out as we go. ANYWAY!!! i'm gonna consider this a half chapter/ filler chapter bc i thought i would have more time to write something that moved the story along but i didn't but i was still determined to get something out for you guys.

i hope you enjoy this cutesy little moment of ellie and sky and what their daily life looks like :) <3

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The late morning light hit differently in this part of town, or maybe it was the giant stained glass windows that had a certain effect on the old wooden furniture, dust particles dancing amongst the rays.

"Hmm" I thought out loud as I read over a suspiciously long paragraph, the front of the envelope reading 'get well soon'.

Ellie hummed in response but continued to grade the papers in front of her, writing little notes in the margins.

I crossed my leg over the other as I leaned forward, pushing the card into her view.

"Looks like you have an admirer."

Ellie paused what she was doing, and picked up the card to glance over, the pen still tucked between her fingers.

A raspberry is blown between her lips before setting the card down, picking up where she left off, "She's just a teacher's pet. I doubt I'm the only one she tries to butter up."

I roll my eyes.
Sure, that could be true, but as a college-aged gay girl myself, I'd also "butter up" my professor if she looked like... well, her.

My eyes scanned over Ellie, watching her be so deeply entangled with her work. Her hair was scruffy but shiny, and how taut her white button-up and pleated dress pants fitted her body.

I uncrossed my legs and placed the tip of my shoe on her chair, rolling her closer to me.

"That's why she wrote down her number too, right?"

Ellie smirks, placing the pen down.
She reaches her hands for my legs, and slides her palms up the sides of my calves, "Are you perhaps jealous, Ms. Young?"

She kisses my knee, still smiling as her lips connect.

I smiled too. I wasn't jealous, not even close, but it was fun to make her think that.

"Maybe I wouldn't have to be if you never gave me a reason to."

She falls back into the chair, her thighs resting wide, and suddenly I was wondering what it would be like to ride her in this scenario.

"Yikes..." She exhaled, her index and pointer running along her eyebrows, "You got me there. I'm sorry, baby."

I chuckled, "I'm just fucking with you."

Unexpectedly, she didn't laugh along, instead, she remained serious, her eyes finding mine as her hands yet again returned to my legs, soothing the skin where my skirt had ended on my thighs.

"I know..." She said, her tone sounding lost in thought. "I'm still sorry though."

She started placing kisses, first, on my knee and traveling upward, when she couldn't reach anymore, she stood and placed her hands on the desk on either side of my hips, kissing me directly.
She hums, sending a vibration as our lips are still connected, now, more passionately.

"You're going to get me in trouble."
Ellie broke away, smiling to herself, and wiping the corner of her bottom lip with her thumb.

"Seeing you in my classroom..." She started to say, her eyes latching onto my body, up and down, repeating... assumably peeling back my layers of clothes in her mind.