tw smut

i haven't written rainbow six fanfic before, oops

When Ela found out about Rainbow being disbanded, it was in the mess hall in a temporary headquarters in Florida. Dr. Pandey announced that funding in the program was being cut and there was deemed "no need" for the team anymore. People were pissed. Ela specifically remembers Caveira walking directly out of the hall and not returning despite Pandey calling her name. Zofia kept her composure, but Ela heard her talking to Mom later that night and calling whoever was cutting the budget a, "świnia skurwysyn." Ela would have been lying if she said she hadn't thought the exact same thing.

She got her revenge in a different way, though, when she caught Echo in the halls at 10 that night. They were supposed to have their shit packed and out of the building by 4 the next day, but Ela figured she could do it the next day when a dart of short black hair crossed her vision outside her room.

"Echo," Ela calls almost immediately, sitting up from her bed where she'd been smoking a cigarette. She ashes it on the tray on the bedside table, then rushes to the door, turning her head around the corner to see Echo gazing back at her with staleness in his eyes.

"Yes?" He asks. Ela actually has no clue how she's going to go about this, but she needs to release some sort of energy. Something. Anything. She swallows her social anxiety and replies, "Do you want to drink with me?"

Echo peers into her room, then back at Ela, "I don't drink."

"Smoke?"

There's another moment of silence, of hesitation and thought, and then Echo finally replies, "Okay, fine."

They enter the room and Ela immediately pulls out her pack of cigarettes from the bedside drawer and a dark green lighter. She offers one up to Echo which is taken gingerly with a polite, "Thank you."

Ela sparks them both, his first, then sets down the lighter, and moves to the bed where she's joined by the other. The room is about as big as a hotel room. The walls are paper thin and she's got Blitz and Gridlock on either side of her with Mozzie across the hall. The place consists of a bathroom and a bedroom. The bedroom contains a queen-size bed with silky, white bedsheets and a wooden bedside table as well as a window, wide open to air out the smoke.

Two puffs in and Ela turns to Echo, a small sliver of anxiety melting from her to the smoke. "Where are you planning on staying after this?"

"There's a temporary housing center not too far from here that Pandey's provided for us to get back up on our feet. I don't know where I'm going from here, so I'll be staying there for a few weeks." Echo answers. He takes a hesitant drag from the cigarette, his eyes darting up and down Ela's figure, "What about you?"

"I don't know yet," She replies, eyes glazed over on the floor, "I might end up moving there, too. Not in the mood to move home quite yet. I have the money for freedom, so I will use my money for freedom. I need time to rethink what I'm doing with my life if Rainbow is gone."

"Who doesn't?" Echo chuckles. It's the first laugh Ela thinks she's ever heard from him.

Ela gives him a long look, prolonged eye contact, then she takes another hit and releases, coughing. Ela finally gives Echo another look and a suggestive smirk, shooting a glance at the bed then back to him. Echo follows her glance, confusion crossing his face, then his eyebrows raise in realization as to why Ela really brought him in.

Echo's eyes flicker to her chest, then to her face. Ela can't read him well enough to figure out if he's interested, but when she puts her hand on his knee and takes a long puff, he pushes into her touch instead of away. Ela ashes her cigarette without a second thought, and pushes him back into the bed, straddling him. It's the last day that she'll see the rest of her team, what's wrong with fucking up her relationships with them?

Echo inhales sharply, handing over the butt of his cigarette. Ela throws it lazily into the tray as she grinds her hips down on Echo's. He's quick to flip them over, though, forcing Ela into the bed to strip her of her clothes. Ela groans as he begins manhandling her, pulling her shirt over her head and unclasping her bra.

"This okay?" He asks, taking one of her breasts in his hand, thumb over the nipple.

"Just fuck me." Ela snarls. That's all Echo needs because the next thing Ela knows, she's being flipped onto her stomach and forced into the bed. Echo tugs down her pants in two swift moves and by the time Ela's turning her head to look, he's got his cock out, swollen.

"Condom?"

"Don't need it," Ela replies, pushing back against him. She's only met by a stronger force, holding her into the bed while he prods against her, beginning to push his way in. Ela's wet enough that there's not much of a problem, it had been at least a few weeks for her, she's needed this. Echo presses his way in, one hand on Ela's head forcing her into the bed, and the other on her hip, holding his balance.

Ela curses out a loud and muffled, "Fuck," as he bottoms out, reaching for the bedsheets, grasping for any sort of release or gain.  Anything to make this easier to bear. He's a stretch and she almost has to ask him to stop, but as she's allowed air from the bed, she makes it. Echo's hand is on her shoulder, now, and he's starting up a decent pace, holding her flush against his own warm flesh.

Ela's moans and whines are met with Echo forcing himself in faster and deeper. She falls back into the bed, biting at the sheets desperately so people down the hall won't be able to hear her, but it's hard when Echo is forcing himself against her cervix and it fucking /hurts/.

He's slamming himself into Ela both hands on the hipbones that pull her back onto him. Her ass bounces on him with each stroke until his pace begins to crack, forcing her onto him even faster and his nails digging welts into her. She feels him fill her, warm and sticky, as she in return, falls to the bed melting. Her legs are shaking, her groan caught deep in her throat as Echo slows to a stop, staying there for a moment longer.

Ela whines as he pulls out, slapping her ass swiftly.

"That okay?" Echo asks, tugging up his jeans, "You come?"

Ela takes a deep inhale, nodding against the bed before forcing herself up, "Yeah, thanks."

Echo looks to the clock on the wall, immediately unsure whether to stay or leave. Ela's back in bed, though, lighting a cigarette now. Echo lowers his eyes and turns toward the door, but Ela says, "Take it."

Echo turns to see her passing it over and he graciously takes it, returning to his seat beside Ela who is simply topless. Echo takes a long drag of the cigarette, his lungs filling and emptying. The smoke travels up from the bed to the window and out toward the night sky, stars blinking in the distance.

There's an awkward silence between them for a long moment, Ela cringes as they pass the cigarette back and forth. She isn't sure where to go from here. She's starting to consider that the housing center that was stated earlier might come in handy. She isn't returning to the family for a little while and she hadn't had anyone outside of rainbow that would even slightly consider her a friend. She's been independent for so long, just relying on one night stands and cigarettes to get through her daddy issues and stress from work.

Ela takes a prolonged puff and puts the end of it out before looking to Echo, the tension at its peak. She has no clue what to say, but that's when Echo licks his lips before saying, "I'm gonna head out, then."

"Right," Ela replies, staring at the floor. She has no clue what to say, but to her relief, the door shuts behind Echo, and she doesn't have to figure it out. Ela lays back in the bed almost immediately, staring at the ashtray with the last 3 cigarettes resting in the bottom. She sighs out in a release of tension. She's in pain and she's sure everyone down the row heard them.

Her vice is over, and she's back to feeling sober again.

I know it's bad, I'm working on it.