subperv!ellie, oral fixation, spit, panty stealing, fingering, reader is a little mean
a/n: my ac kept breaking and i was beyond annoyed that men had to be in my apartment & i had to have pants on while they were there...then i wished the maintenance man was a masc woman...then this fic was born.
you twist in turn in your bed. the still, thick air in your room making it impossible to sleep. throwing the sticky covers off your body you stumble into the living room, shining your phone's flashlight through your dark living room to look at your thermostat. you always have it set to a cool 68°f, yet it's set at 80°f. your ac must've gone out while you were sleep and now the already steep temperature is bound to rise.
angrily, you open your phone to punch in a maintenance request, praying that someone comes in the morning. you huff, turning to go back to bed, laying on top of your sheets spread eagle as your ceiling fan blows around hot air. you make sure to leave your door open to increase the amount of airflow going in and out of your room.
the next morning you wake up to the uncomfortable sensation of your thighs sticking together. right before drifting off to sleep, you stripped off almost every layer of clothing; all you had on was a thin cropped shirt and a pair of lacey black underwear.
a knock at your door jolts you, your heart slightly hammering in your chest from the unexpected noise.
"maintenance!" another quick round of knocks come before you hear the sound of jingling keys toggling at your door.
you jump out of bed, completely forgetting about your clothes (or lack thereof) and sprint to your bathroom. to your horror, the front door creaks open. your open door giving the maintenance worker a straight-shot view into your room and even worse, you.
you freeze petrified. you have on no bra, no pants. you hardly have on a shirt. just when you think this is the worst possible situation, the maintenance worker is a slender, puppy eyed masc and possibly the most attractive woman you've ever seen. neck length, dark auburn hair with green unassuming eyes.
this is possibly the worst luck you've ever had.
"oh shit! sorry!" she covers her eyes, but not really. unbeknownst to you, she peeks slightly through the gaps in her long fingers. oh god, are you a sight to see. your frame is memorizing: full boobs with perky nipples poking from your very small crop top, your tummy poking cutely falling into your plush thighs, and perfect ass.
she's definitely saving this image for later and judging by how still you are, she'll be able to use it again and again and again.
"fuck, n-no it's fine! i just didn't think you'd be so early!" your body relaxes a little.
you cross your arms, pushing your boobs so close together it made the woman dizzy. "err, whatever. my ac is out."
"i heard. do you, uh, wanna get dressed?" she wags her finger up and down, gesturing to your body.
"oh," you look down, "i mean, you've already seen me. and it's hot as shit."
"ah, of course." thank god, she didn't mean it. "name's ellie by the way."
"hi, ellie, fix my ac please." you pull a pained smile.
"ouch, tough crowd." ellie slides a heavy bag over to your ac unit, grabbing her tools as she begins to screw the panel off its hinges. you watch intently behind her, as if you'd know what the fuck is going on.
ellie tries to pretend that she's paying attention to your unit, but she can feel the heat radiating off of you. god, you smell so fucking good. she juts her arm back too far so that her elbow brushes across your chest.
"oh, m-my bad!" ellie turns sheepishly to look up at you.
"no, you're good, i'm standing too close anyways." you shrug, leaving to go sit at the bar in your kitchen, continuing to watch from afar. a few more minutes go by before ellie proclaims,
"i have to go check your water heater real quick." her boots scuff against the wood of your apartment as she goes into your laundry room. just out of your sight, she spots your full laundry basket. her eyes widen. she licks her lips. she thought about the way your ass fits so snug in your panties...do all of them fit that well?
ellie's fingers tingle. she has to be quick. as quietly as she can, ellie ruffles through the basket, phishing out another pair of lace panties. she huffs them, a sweet musky scent filling her senses.
thank god...they're dirty. ellie's pussy clenches around nothing, clit pulsing, her pussy dampening between her thighs. she almost stuffs them in her mouth, but remembers where she is.
instead, she does the unthinkable; she stuffs them in her pocket. giddy from the thought of her newfound plans, ellie continues her job, more rushed this time. excited to get out of there and take care of herself.
for the rest of the time, ellie fixes the issue and begins to explain what the problem was on her way out. you try to pay attention to whatever she's saying—not only do you not understand, but what the fuck is that in her pocket?
"are those...mine?" you interrupt her, pointing to her pocket.
ellie's face flushes a bright red as she covers her pocket, "n-no, it's, uh...they're, they're mine! fuck..." ellie mumbles the last word, hurrying out of the apartment hoping that you won't get to process what happened.
"no...those are definitely mine, ellie."
ellie looks like she could cry, "fuck...i-i'm sorry! you just look so good and i, uh, it's been so long since i've, like d-done anything, so—"
"oh wow," you chuckle, "how long, exactly? like, how horny do you have to be to steal dirty underwear?"
"fuck miss, i'm so sorry, please don't report me! i fucked up!" ellie pulls your underwear out, attempting to hand them to you, unable to meet your domineering gaze.
"awe," you coo, pushing them back to her, "don't worry about it, ellie. i think it's cute." you step towards her, hooking a finger in her belt loop. ellie gulps, her chest heaving rapidly. "so cute."
"heh...thanks?" her voice is shaky and unsure.
"ellie?" you're so close your hard nipples are pressed against her.
"do you wanna keep them?"
"yea...please?" she squeaks out the last word, practically cumming from the close contact.
"hm, i guess you can." you pout, sopping up the way ellie is melting from your touch. "fuck me. earn them."
breathless, ellie's pupils grow the size of dinner plates, "what...what can i...how can i," she swallows hard. trying to steady her breathing, her voice just above a whisper, "please use me however you want."
you guide ellie's hand, placing her ring and middle finger in your mouth. you suck softly, swirling your tongue around the slender digits, moaning at the slightly salty taste. ellie whimpers helplessly, shifting her feet impatiently.
"shit," ellie grunts, slowly thrusting her fingers in and out of your mouth overtly focused on the way your lips wrap around her, "can i feel you?"
you grin, taking her out of your mouth, spitting a small pool of your saliva on the tips of her fingers, "of course."
carefully, ellie slides her hand past the band of your underwear, resting her wet fingertips flat on your sensitive nub. a small moan escapes your lips, ellie scoops her other arm around you silently urging you to relax in her arms. she needs to hear more, see more of you like this.
nestling your head into her neck ellie whispers into your ear, "don't be quiet."
ellie dips her fingers into your aching hole, a rough groan erupts from her from the way you grip her fingers. your grip her shoulders, mewling at the pressure.
"fuck, ellie, deeper~mmph!"
ellie snaps, pumping her fingers into you roughly, rubbing your clit with her thumb. the pads of her fingers rubbing the perfect spot deep inside of you. your pussy sucks her in as your orgasm gets closer and closer. ellie's mercilessly rubs tight, quick circles around you, your legs spasming against her. hips bucking desperately.
"y...yes, you're gonna m—"
"shh, try not to...i don't wanna stop." ellie quietly begs you, "please, a little longer?"
you almost felt bad. there is no way you could hold on; not with the way ellie is pounding your greedy cunt. your abs flex hard, you let your entire body seizes against her slender chest. you cum hard, ellie reluctantly stopping once you've fully come down.
with heavy breaths, you gaze at ellie in half-shock half-ecstasy.
"fuck, i wish i could've went longer." ellie sucks at her finger hungrily. "i have another job though, sadly." she mutters with her mouth full.
"i mean...my sink's kinda acting up..."
"great, put in a request." ellie slings her bag over her shoulder, shutting and closing the door behind her.
