#abby tlou drabble

[fakevalentine]

would u write abby x reader who cums way too quicker and gets embarrassed about it but abby just finds it cute nd hot

female reader x abby anderson

abby knows her way around your body; knows what makes you twitch and cry. and she knows that you don't last very long, at least not since you met her.

it boosts her ego just a little, always fighting the urge to be cocky and tease you about it. abby just thinks it's adorable.

she lays between your legs, resting her head against your inner thigh. her bottom lip is pulled between her teeth, blue eyes locked onto how her thick fingers disappear inside you and come back out soaked

you'd been at it for a good two minutes, if that. but the euphoric feeling brewed and built in your stomach more by the second. you're close already.

you don't know what to do— its way too early. this always happens, you know the drill; you cum and abby embarrasses you until it happens again.

your face flushes in embarrassment, and you go to tell her to stop, threading your fingers through her hair and pulling slightly. and abby knows, feeling you tighten around her fingers as your moans raise an octave. "abby, i'm—"

she hums, pressing a kiss to your clit, curling her fingers inside you. "i know, baby. its okay."

[hypnagogics]

sigh, can't stop thinking about riding abby's thigh...mmmm. smutty yap ahead!!

abby's taught muscular thigh, slotted so perfectly in between your legs provided otherworldly pleasure, supplying the most brain-meltingly delicious pressure on your swollen bud, and she didn't even have to put in any effort. when she did put in the effort, let's just say your ability to walk was affected afterwards. ♡

"that's it, doin' so good for me." her strong hands land on the side of your hips to assist you in grinding on her, she's pulling you down forcefully, yet there's still a certain gentleness about her touches. the assuredness of her actions only making you miles wetter.

the rolling of your hips stutters as the sensations in your lower abdomen build, the blissed-out whimpers falling from your lips only increasing in volume, frequency, but most of all, desperation. you find solace in the crook of abby's neck, wrapping shaky arms around her, burying your face in her and taking her soft skin in between your teeth to quiet yourself. that earns a chuckle from her, and her hand snakes up your spine—originating waves of chills to spread throughout your body—and lands at the nape of your neck, where she takes your hair in her palm and pulls. she doesn't pull hard enough to cause pain, but firmly enough to separate you from her and make you look at her, saying through amused wavers of her voice, "nuh-uh, none of that, wanna hear your pretty voice."

and she knows the edge of her tone got to you and flew straight to your pussy, because she feels you clench around nothing and gush against her exposed skin. you resume your movements, they're growing in urgency as the relief approached, evolving from smooth ruts to noisy smacks of your sopping skin against hers while you bounced. you close your eyes and let your head fall back, no longer restricting any noises and allowing them to fill her ears freely. she grins, and watches you in awe, a blush decorating her beautiful features, a sparkle in her periwinkle eyes, and her rosy lips morphing into a wide grin. she mutters more praises and moves to aid you in riding out the high that hit you like a truck, and she commits the ethereal sight of you using her body like this to her memory.

"that's it, keep fucking yourself on me some more, yeah?"

i know two posts like not even 8 hours apart is crazy business but one's high effort (yes im plugging it. read, sillies 🤭) one took three seconds and i WANT THIS OUT MY DRAFTS ALREADY LEMME LIVE I HATE WHEN SHIT MARINATES IN THERE NEED IT GONEEEE

[seraphicsentences]

HEY! i knwo your on a break but just incase your bored could you write reader sending spicy texts2 streamer!ellie while shes on like a boss level, and then after ‘raging’ at reader for making her lose, she comes back as if the chat isnt questioning the sounds coming from the other room (silly girl forgot to mute)

hi. tumblr j deleted all my edits to this. i’m rage quitting and j posting this version i banged out in the span of 15 minutes 😀 anyways.

FUCK i’m sorry i know this took fucking forever and now i’m delivering mediocrity. loved this req either way this was smf to write. hope you enjoy sweet girl ;)

me when i disappear for a month and come back only to deliver pure dog shit. 🤪🤪

“-KID JUST GOT FUCKING DESTROYED, FUCKING BITCH.”

it was a late friday night, which meant ellie was streaming in her room, and you were supposed to be studying.

this week ellie was hosting a special in celebration of hitting 10k subscribers, and was grinding away to finally defeat Resident Evil’s final boss.

you could hear the chat dinging away with message after message, no doubt blasting ellie with compliments on her play, and the occasional comment thirsting over her hands or whatnot. it was nothing new— you’d seen the countless edits of her on your own social media page, and even had a folder of your own favorites saved away on a burner account.

“let me suck your fing- WHAT?! that is a crazy thing to say,” you could hear ellie’s shocked voice. “either way, chat, i’m married…”

“where’s my ring? UP YOUR ASS. c’mon, leave me be, guys,” ellie jokingly whined, bantering with her obsessive fanbase.

you held back a smile of your own, hand pressed to your mouth as she continued to scold the chat for their outrageously filthy messages. what a dork.

“alright alright, im muting the chat. love you guys but i gotta focus now! this is serious shit and i’m low on ammo now, hah-ha,” ellie spoke to the screen, words slightly muffled through the thin wall.

in the living room papers lay strewn across the floor, couch littered with eraser shavings and crumpled post-it notes, yourself splayed atop it all.

studying was a long-forgotten task you abandoned to instead sweep lazily through your camera roll, attempting to clear up some much needed storage.

you stopped abruptly at the thumbnail of an old video, in which depicted a downright sinful image of ellie’s bared neck for you as she arched back in pleasure.

you quite literally salivated at the veins that adorned her sweat-glistened skin, naked chest that was just covered by the play button in the center, goading you to click it.

quiet sounds of ellie’s desperate moans picked up, her head coming up look just above the camera and deliver the most pathetically fucked-out look.

“ple-ease can i cum, mommy?” she whined, voice breaking with every thrust of your fingers, wet squelching in the background a sign of her neediness.

“let me hear you, baby,” you heard yourself coo through the screen, the video becoming shaky as you picked up your pace— before suddenly ending on accident right as ellie let out a strangled whimper.

you met it with one of your own, frustrated with being left on an unfinished high, the throbbing at your core impossible to ignore.

your thighs shifted against one another, wetness pooling in your underwear as you replayed ellie’s final sound in your head over and over again.

your trance was broken by the sound of a frustrated groan coming from behind ellie’s door.

“fuck, i got it this time, i got it, swear,” she cursed as the game’s recognizable ‘revive’ audio cue played.

she could just do this again next week, right?

without a second longer of thinking, you quickly screen-shotted a clear frame from the video, shooting it ellie’s way and sending a quick text to follow.

~~

ellie choked on her own spit as she clicked the blur away. cough- “fuck-“ wheeze- “shit-“ hack- “sorry, guys, j choked on my own saliva.”

what the fuck? what games were you trying to play?

you groaned, hearing the firing of guns continue on alongside ellie’s commentary.

sliding your panties aside, you spread your legs to display the mess between them, snapping a quick picture.

you shot back another text.

“just one more hit, one more one more one m- i- fuck,” you hear ellie stutter. “oh fuck, yep… and i’m dead, ‘kay, sorry guys just give me like 5 i’ll be back. gotta take care of something.”

you heard the slam of her headphones hitting the table and a screech of her chair sliding back against the hardwood floors.

the door swung open, the look in ellie’s eyes making your heart race with anticipation.

“hey els, good game?” you asked innocently from your position on the couch, legs crossed with your arm resting over the back.

“good game? yeah, great game actually,” she replies sarcastically, sauntering her way over to you. “you didn’t happen to need something, did you?” she asks, hopping onto the couch and quirking an eyebrow up.

“me? no…” you trail off as she leans in to brush a kiss across your lips.

“no?” she tucks your hair aside, before leaning in to whisper, “you mind spreading those pretty legs for me then, baby? i just want a look.”

“els,” you whine, attempting to catch her mouth in a kiss.

she avoids it, dipping down instead to rasp words against your racing pulse, “show me.”

you uncross your legs slowly, a damp patch darkening the very center of your shorts.

ellie grabs the leg closest to her, swiveling your body in one swift move to face her direction, placing that leg over the back of the couch as she runs her other hand up your opposing leg.

“fuck, els, i need you,” you say breathlessly, hips bucking into the air.

“let’s get these off,” she replies with a squeeze, tugging at your waistband. “wanna tell me what’s got you texting me like a slut in the middle of my stream? was it the video? my video?”

she dips her thumb into your leaking hole, swiping your arousal up in a messy circle over your aching clit.

“ah- shit! yes, fuck, y’sounded s-so pretty in it, els,” you moaned, nerves overly sensitive from the wait. “please,” you cried out, unsure of what exactly you were begging for, but you needed more.

“so fuckin’ needy,” ellie laughs under her breath, relishing in the loud groan that escapes your lips when she replaces her hand with her mouth, tongue flicking rhythmically against your swollen clit to draw out more of those pretty sounds.

“oh-oh, god, right there, so good- mmph,” you rock your hips up, hand scrambling to tug ellie’s mouth even closer to you, if possible.

mmhm she moans into your pussy, the vibrations making you jerk up as your legs clamp tightly around her head. ellie’s hands dash up immediately to shove them apart, pressing them wide open with an iron grip as she practically growls, “you asked for this. so fucking take it.”

two of her fingers slide easily into you with the next pull on your clit, and you’re arching up in a manner almost identical to ellie’s in the video, whining nonsensically.

“you’re dripping, baby,” ellie tuts, “just couldn’t wait for me, huh?”

she continues to pump her fingers deep into you, curling them on every outstroke to slide against the spot that makes you see stars.

“c’mon, cum all over my fingers,” she teases, whispering sweet praises between kitten licks to your sensitive clit.

with your head thrown back, you couldn’t help but moan her name like a fucking prayer as your walls started to tighten, legs trembling under her grasp as she worked you through your high.

“that’s it, soak my fucking fingers.”

~

iluvgirls_moms: THAT WAS 1000% A MOAN

elliesleftarm33: guys what the fuck is happening 😀 ellie babes, i think you forgot to mute.

ewilliamsismy_wife: did anyone else j hear ellie’s name. are the voices getting to me?

elliewsjizzfr6996: how to be ellie’s gf no glue no borax? 🥲🥲

1toesuckersslurper: NAH ITS BEEN WELL OVER 10 MIN IM OUTTA HERE

yeahhh… looks like ellie owes her subscribers a real big 10k special next week. and an apology.

[absfawn]

lying on the bed with a freshly showered abby slumped on top of you the second she’s washed off the icky and gross feeling from patrol off her body, her arms tightly wrapped around your waist, her body resting on yours like a safety blanket, the best one you could ever ask for. her eyes flutter with each scratch of your nails on her scalp, the feeling had her burying her face more in your chest, humming at your soft-spoken words against the crown of her head.

the comfort of your touch, words, and hold brings her, remains unspoken. you don’t have to ask her if she’s okay because when she squeezes you tightly each night when she comes home, you feel her relax instantly. her tired eyes light up enough when she sees you. the constant frown that rests on her lips, curves up in a soft smile when you thread your fingers through her hair and untie the elastic holding her messy hair together, sending her heart into a frenzy— eyes like hearts and feeling like a teenager with a crush.

“do you want to talk about patrol?” you mumble into her hair, running your fingers up and down her back with your free hand. your touch leaving goosebumps rising on her skin.

“no,” abby mumbled quietly, enjoying the peacefulness that was the sound of your voice and heart against her ear. “not tonight, please?”

“s’okay, baby” you practically whispered, not wanting to pull her from such a comfortable and relaxing space. “m’here though, okay? with anything”

nodding against you slowly, a crimson blush coats abby’s cheeks, and a small disgruntled groan slips part her lips and she squeezes you a little tighter. her way of telling you that she’s acknowledged your words. sometimes she gets too tired even to speak, but you don’t mind. as long as she’s okay and here, that’s all that matters.

“love you” she sighed softly, leaning her head back into your touch.

“i love you the most” you smiled into her hair, your words a shared secret between the two of you. “i love you more than anything in this world”

[sweetercalypso]

Abby masterlist || main masterlist || daily clicks

thinking about girlfriend!Abby and her obsession with fruit 🍑🍉

🫐girlfriend!Abby who washes blueberries for you and places them on your tongue, peels your oranges and kisses the gleam of citrus off your lips after every bite

girlfriend!Abby who loves when you eat fruit because she swears it makes you taste sweeter when she goes down on you

girlfriend!Abby who eats apple slices off the tip of her knife and thinks about you when the juice runs down her chin🍎

girlfriend!Abby who painstakingly takes apart pomegranates for you, making sure that every seed is removed from its tender, white flesh

girlfriend!Abby who’s Pavlov’d herself into thinking about you every time she eats fruit, and she comes home ravenous after every trip to the market

🍒girlfriend!Abby who lovingly insists that she feeds you by hand every time she comes over. “I want you to eat well,” she says, fingers lingering over your cherry-stained lips. The twisted corners of her mouth tell you that she’ll be eating well too

girlfriend!Abby who pulls you into her lap every morning to share strawberries and blackberries that stain your mouths for the rest of the day 🍓

girlfriend!Abby who shows her affection in subtle ways and fruit is her favorite way to say ‘I love you’.

[calicoheartz]

꣑୧ — summary | just thinking about grinding on her thigh ! ᶻ 𐰁

— warnings | nsfw & suggestive content ahead. read @ ur own risk.

read more slutty thots here ♡

this lil blurb can be applied to anyone ! not specific :’)

† just thinking about rubbing your puffy clit on her strong and muscular thigh has me soooo wet

i can just picture you being so needy and desperate for her , practically begging her to touch you in the places where you needed it most.

whether it was on the couch , in bed , best believe you were sitting your pretty self on your girlfriends heavenly lap, I mean at this point it has your name written all over it since you’re always sitting there :’)

but the moment you feel like it’s getting too much , you immediately begin to slowly grind yourself on top of her strong thigh ♡

you begin to slowly rock your hips back and forth , soft moans falling from your lips and she grabs your hips, softly pinching them in the process as she helps you leisurely get off on her

you practically turn into a puddle from how wet you were getting off this basic interaction , leaving a small wet spot on your girlfriends brand new pair of pants . . .

awh , is my girl really that desperate for me ?

how about i slip this pretty dress off , and take you to the bedroom , where i show you how to really get yourself off ♡

[misserabella]

46-58

abby anderson x fem! reader

summary; abby loses her match, and when her frustration takes the best of her, she takes it out on you.

cw; +18 content! minors dni!, swearing, abby getting mad, harsh treatment, rough sex, name calling (whore, slut), spanking, clit slapping, fingering (r receiving), strap-on sex (r receiving), multiple orgasms, degrading and praising, abby being really rough, breeding kink (😵‍💫), abby uses reader like a toy, hair pulling, making out, finger sucking, cum eating, squirting, use of pet names instead of y/n…

abby was losing. and abby hated losing.

24-39. a 15 point difference.

“fuck!” she hissed, sending the ball flying against a wall, making the other team wince in fear. and who wouldn’t. abby, with her 6,3ft and muscles could make anyone shake in their place.

“anderson!” her coach reprimanded her, and she huffed. you were worried about her. you could clearly see she was frustrated. but at the same time you couldn’t help the way her roughness made you feel. your thighs pressed against the other as you bit down on your lip as you felt your clit throb. why did this turn you on so badly?

you had come to her game to cheer for her, her sweater —with her name on the back— engulfing you and almost hiding your pink skirt. you loved the size difference in between the two of you.

you loved watching abby play, there was something about it, about the way she moved, that made it impossible for you to pull your eyes away from her. she was good. she was the captain for a reason and due to that she always took it personal when the match would go sideways even if it wasn’t her fault. she was too hard on herself.

“referee please!” she yelled, huffing when a player from the other team hit her and yet he didn’t count it as a foul. next time he did indeed called it was when abby did a blockage. “oh come on! are you fucking serious?! i didn’t touch her!” one of her teammates went to her, stopping her on her tracks. “fucking dick…” she muttered, shaking her head. you squirmed when she tossed the ball to the referee a little bit too harsh, winning a warning from her coach. but she was too good, he couldn’t risk to sit her on the bench.

“come on abs, don’t get frustrated, it’s alright.” one of her teammates tried to cheer her up, and then her eyes were on you. her beautiful blue eyes. you trembled.

there were 5 minutes left.

the time was flying by.

30-43

the crowd was roaring, cheering for their respective teams.

“come on abby…” you muttered. she was chugging water, her whole body and strong arms covered in shiny sweat.

she did her best to diminish the point difference, running from side to side of the court and scoring as many points as she could.

but sadly enough, despite her best efforts, they ended up losing.

46-58

the glowing red numbers were like a mock to her face.

she cursed, sitting on the bench with her head in between her hands. her coach made his best to not let it consume her, as so did her teammates, but she was blaming herself. and she was frustrated… furious.

you watched as both teams shook their hands congratulating each other for the game and took their things to leave.

you left the stairs and made your way down to meet with your girlfriend, who didn’t even look at you and simply started walking towards her car, having you following her behind like a lost sad puppy.

she didn’t say a word though the whole way back to your shared apartment, the silence and heavy atmosphere inside the car making your skin crawl.

you watch her muscled back as you made your way inside the apartment, abby harshly leaving her bag on the floor. she could feel her blood boiling, her hands shaking in adrenaline and rage.

“abby.” you called out for her, touching her shoulder, gently. but there was nothing gentle in the way she was now pressing you against the wall, both of your hands on the side of your face.

“shut the fuck up.” she growled, taking your lips in a rough kiss that had your lungs begging for air. “i’m so fucking mad.” she groaned, sucking on your neck, and you whined, feeling one of her legs push up in between your own and against your throbbing cunt. “you know what i need right now, isn’t that right, doll?” you nodded. “yeah, you do. so you’re gonna stay quiet and let me fuck you, hm?” you moaned, nodding once again, feeling heat pooling in between your legs, her voice was low, dangerous. and you couldn’t help but want to satisfy her, to make her feel better. “atta girl.” she went back to kissing you, one hand taking a hold on your wrists to push your hands over your head as the other came down to the seam of her hoodie, pushing it up just to discover that you were wearing nothing underneath. “well would you look at that… you were ready for it, huh?” she chuckled, her free hand pinching one of your nipples, making your back arch and a whimper fall from your lips. “wether i lose or win i was gonna fuck you anyways, so why bother… isn’t that right, doll?” she teased you, grinding her thigh against your clothed and aching cunt. “but we both know that you like it best when i lose, right? you get off by me being mean to you.” her lips latched to your neck, slowly making their way up to your ear. “my girl just needs me to be rough with her, huh?” you shivered, nodding, your cheeks flushed in embarrassment. she was right. “fucking answer to me when i speak.” the hand that had been rolling your nipple harshly spanked one of your thighs, making your skin burn and you let out a needy moan.

“yes, abby.” she hummed.

“good girl. now, why don’t you go wait for me in our bed, hm? and take off your clothes, want to see you spread and open for me once i get there.” you nodded, and she let go of your wrists.

you followed her command, getting to your bedroom as you heard the faucet of the bathroom opening. she had probably gone to clean her hands. you quickly got rid of your clothes, letting them aside on the floor before getting in bed, your back against the duvet and your legs spread for her to see your now drooling cunt. you wanted nothing more than to reach out in between them and touch yourself, get some relief. but you knew better. you knew abby wouldn’t like that, so you sat there, waiting for her to come to you.

she didn’t take long.

when she came back she was on her underwear and sports bra. muscles on display and pumped due to the recent exercise. you were drooling.

“look at you.” she shook her head, her eyes on your pretty cunt. her pretty cunt. “open up for me, darling, let me see you.” she said, and you blushed, letting one of your hands trail down in between your thighs, your index and middle finger making contact with your folds to spread them and show your twitching entrance to her. she groaned. “so fucking pretty.” you moaned. “and so wet… you’re soaked, princess. all that ‘cause i’m mean to you? you’re a slut.” your thighs shook at the name, your clit throbbed, awaiting to be touched. “you like it when i take it out on you, baby? when i use you like a little toy?” you nodded, making her need to fuck you bigger. “of course you do. ‘cause that’s all you are, my pretty little toy.” you watched as she made her way to the bed, abs flexing, strong thighs spreading. your back arched when her fingers met your exposed and open pussy, a whimper ripping your throat when she slapped your clit. “you just can’t wait to be fucked, can you?” your eyes rolled to the back of your head when she suddenly and harshly pushed two of her thick fingers inside your tight walls. “sucking my fingers right in like the whore you are.”

“abby…!” you whined as she started to fuck them in and out of you. they slid so easily. you were so wet for her. it was embarrassing, how much control she had over you.

“haven’t even started fucking you yet and look at how drenched you are.“ you moaned, your hips rutting against her touch, making her chuckle. “so desperate…”

“please, abby, please… fuck me, please.” you begged.

“want me to fuck you baby? want me to use you?” she inquired and you nodded.

“yes, please. use me. use me.” you pleaded, eyes tearing up. you needed her so badly it hurt. you were so turned on…

she took her fingers out of you, looking at how they shone with your slick before pushing them inside her mouth to taste you. you whimpered as she hummed.

“get on your knees baby, ass up.” she ordered, and you followed, laying with your tummy down against the sheets and your knees holding your ass up, your back arched as your chest rested against the mattress. you knew this was how she liked to have you, with both your holes showing. she relished on your muffled moans and cries against the pillows, how you’d hold the sheets in between your hands for support as she pounded her cock inside of you.

she put on the strap, buckling it around her hips as she stared at your drooling pussy, slick now pooling on your thighs in droplets. she groaned. she couldn’t wait to have you creaming her dick. it was big. around the 7 inches, and purple, with ridges and a great girth.

you gasped when you felt the tip tease your folds, bumping against your clit. abby was using your arousal to lube herself up. you could feel your cheeks burning at the sound of your slick folds engulfing her tip, the neediness of your twitching hole to be filled and fucked.

one of her hands took your hip as the other guided the strap to your hole, pushing in in a harsh and quick sudden thrust that had you gripping the sheets and screaming. “thaat’s it. fucking take it.” your breath got punched out of your lungs as she started to fuck you open on it, hitting your g spot with every snap of her hips. “be a good doll and sit pretty for me while i fuck you, hm?” you moaned, feeling your walls squeezing the silicone and sucking it in. her pace quickened, harshly fucking into you as she grunted. your moans were getting cut by each thrust, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you tried to stay up on your legs, although you couldn’t. that’s why abby was there for, grabbing your hips with such strength that will leave the marks of her fingertips on your skin. “fucking shit. pussy so good taking my cock. look at it. fucked open and drooling for more.” you whimpered, your tits bouncing and hardened nipples brushing against the sheets, making your mind feel fuzzy.

you were a babbling and moaning mess, begging for more, pleading for her to take her anger out on you, to fuck you harder, faster.

she groaned, pistoning into you until you were nothing but a body for her to let her frustrations out on. shit. she was fucking your brains out. one of her hands gripped your hair, pushing you against the sheets to keep you in place, abusing you g spot over and over and over again.

“abby!” you screamed, your walls squeezing shut around her cock, your orgasm building up on your lower stomach.

“that’s it baby. louder. let me hear you. who’s cock are you taking, hm? whose pussy is this, huh?” she inquired, and when she didn’t hear and answer she spanked you, making your body jolt.

“yours!!”

“fucking right.” she growled.

“gonna cum!” you cried out.

“yeah? you gonna cum, doll? gonna cream my cock? gonna drip for me?” you nodded. “of course you are. now be good for me and let me have it. let me see you fall apart.”

she didn’t have to ask twice, your orgasm hitting and drowning you like a tidal wave, making your world turn white and your ears ring as your moans became louder and louder.

abby fucked you through it, never backing down and keeping the same intensity, what made your orgasm last what seemed like ages. and when you thought it would die down it just kept growing.

“abby, i’m gonna cum again, i’m gonna, oh fuck!” you cried out, feeling it turn into something else. your thighs soaking wet in your squirt as your back arched, her cock sliding in and out of your pussy so easily…

abby groaned, the back of the strap rubbing her clit in just the perfect way.

“there it is…” she muttered, relishing on the sight, on the sound of the splashing of your juices against her hips and strap. “pussy feeling so good is crying for me.” you took it. took her anger, her frustration… but it was…

“too much! too much!” you begged, one of your hands scratching at her abs as she kept fucking you, but it didn’t stop her, the hand that pressed your head down taking both of your wrists behind your back to pull from you and on her dick. you screamed, feeling her on your cervix, and squirting non stop.

“fucking take it. stop being a fucking baby and take it.” she grunted, feeling her orgasm approaching. “gonna cum so hard. gonna fill you up, princess, fuck a baby into this pretty pussy of yours. gonna leave you dripping for a week, doll.” you whimpered.

“yes, please, cum inside, cum inside! want your cum please, abby please…” you pleaded. and that’s what made it for her.

“look at you. completely cock drunk... yeah? you want it? then take it. fuck. fucking take it.” she groaned, harshly and quickly fucking into you as she hit her peak, watching you squirt like crazy as she came and soaked her boxers. she fucked the two of you through it. by the time she was finished the sheets completely soaked.

she let go of you, your cunt trying to still suck her in, making you whine as she pulled out of you and let go of your wrists, making you fall against the sheets. you were breathless, boneless. she had fucked you completely dumb. your whole body was shaking in exhaustion and the high of your orgasms.

your cum was coating the base of her strap in a white ring, and your cunt shone under the lights of your bedroom, puffy folds reddish and swollen due to her abuse.

it was needless to say that abby wasn’t angry anymore.

-

a/n; reader is me while my crush got frustrated playing today 😫🤭

[brunetttebaby]

OH MY GOOODDD THIS TWITTER VIDEO IS SO ABBY ANDERSON CODED FUCK. (link is nsfw ofc)

SHE IS SUCH A BOOB GIRL. she loves them so much. fuck if they’re big or small, they’re attached to her favorite person in the world.

you’ll be making the two of you breakfast and she’ll come from behind you, a hand coming up your shirt just so she can feel your tits!!

squeeezzing the soft flesh, playing with your nipples till they get all hard!:3 she thinks it’s adorable how riled up you get for her!

she ADORES how warm they are too!! you’ll be watching a movie together, spooning, and you feel her hand inching up your tummy. you’re just so warm for her!!

she is a sucker for titty sucking!! (laugh at my joke) it’s a comfort thing really. when she gets bored she’ll just ask to suck on them, which you’re happy to oblige to.

abby loves when you ride her and she gets to watch your boobies move with each of her movements :3 she’ll even latch onto one, playing with the other one!

“so pretty,” she’ll murmured against your nipple, looking up at you squirming from her hot mouth. “abs!!” you’d whine, her hand roughly pinching your other nipple, twisting n pulling on it>;( so mean of her!!

“‘m sorry baby, i can’t help it. you’re so pretty for me.” she’d say with faux sympathy, yet that smirk was still on her lips.

she also loves getting hers sucked as well (as much as she doesn’t want to admit it) you did it once, and she got hooked!!! nothing beats yours though;((

a/n: i surprisingly like the way this turned out, which is weird because i usually use everything i write but 🧟‍♀️🧟‍♀️

[abbyshands]

i’m so sorry but therapist!abby listening to you rant about your pos girlfriend who hasn’t been there for you in every sense of the phrase, including sexually. you’ve known abby for a while and it’s no surprise when you accidentally let slip that you have to touch yourself while your girlfriend’s out with her friends, failing to provide for you the way you need her to, the way she should be. and abby wonders, how could such a pretty girl like you be ignored by anybody you were partners with? the session that you let that little detail slip from your lips, the pent up desire abby’s been keeping to herself for you spills to the surface, and she can’t hold herself back anymore. she tells you anybody would be a fool not to want you. and by the end of the session, her lips have kissed every inch of you, her hands have touched every part of your body. she’s shushed you like her fingers weren’t curling into your g-spot, a small whisper of “shhh, you need to be quiet, baby. somebody might hear us,” leaving her lips. “oh, god, please, she never made me feel this good,” you rasp, in obvious reference to your girlfriend. abby, whose chest is pressed to your back from behind, can’t help but squeeze down on your breast, rolling her nipple between her fingers as the two inside of you push deeper. “no, because she can’t pleasure you the way i can, sweetness. i’m going to take such good care of this pretty pussy, okay?”

[fakevalentine]

threesome with nora and abby 😣😣

that just popped up randomly into my head

you’d always been quite close with nora, and when you fell for abby, that never really changed. she knew she couldn’t become between the friendship, so why even try?

your best friend’s thighs shook around your head as you let her grind against your tongue, being unable to keep focus due to abby’s strap rubbing against your clit from behind. her rough big hands grab your ass, spreading you as she hums. “come on, keep eating baby.”

nora moans as your tongue lazily drawls up, your lips wrapping around her neglected clit. you watch with hooded eyes as she palms at her breasts, her head rolling back against the pillows as she whimpers

abby finally lets her strap sink into you, you moan and push back almost immediately, the vibrations against nora making her buck her hips up

the blonde's thrusts are immediately rough, continuously shoving your face into nora's cunt. you just let them use you, hold you in place and fuck you how they wanted

[ellies-bite]

Ellie Williams who comes home late from patrol and she's all frustrated and grumpy but also soooo needy.

Ellie Williams whos instantly on you, basically groping you while you're still reeling. her mouth is everywhere and she's mumbling all sorts of shit, "needed y'so bad", "missed you", "wanna make you feel s'good"

Ellie Williams who basically begs you to let her eat you out, who's basically drooling at the thought of your cunt on her tongue, who jams her fingers in her pants and fucks herself while she's licking you up

anyways

wrote this next to my ex gf

[seraphicsentences]

doctor!abby anderson listening to your heartbeat while making out with you. bc it’d be a fun little game for her. that’s all! (this was written in a rush leave me alone).

abby squeezed your thigh harder, gasping into your hair as you bit the spot beneath her ear, only to soothe it a second later with the warm drag of your tongue.

“look so fuckin’ good in your scrubs, abby, my smart girl,” you whine, almost pouting at how unfair it was for abby to look this hot after a long day at work.

hah she laughs, “you like me in teal, baby? with these old glasses? this stethoscope’s getting you hot, huh?” she teases, a hand dipping below your chin to gently tilt your head upwards.

“oh shut up, abby,” you roll your eyes, smushing your lips against hers as you draw her body closer between your legs.

you brace one of your hands on the desk you’re seated upon, catching your weight as abby practically drinks you in, tongue licking into the back your throat and dragging a groan out of you.

you gasp at the cold feel of metal on your chest, breaking the kiss for a moment, only for abby to press her needy mouth back onto yours immediately.

“wha-?” you question, eyebrows scrunched in confusion, but body effectively distracted by whatever the fuck abby’s doing with her tongue around your own.

mmm abby hums in response, her arms shifting to maneuver something up to her ear.

“you’re at about 108 beats per minute, sweetheart. something riling you up?” abby mumbles against your mouth, haughty smirk gracing her pretty pink lips.

the glasses on her head are askew, golden braid half fallen out, shirt scrunched down on one shoulder, stethoscope in one of her ears, and you don’t think you’ve ever seen a sight more beautiful than this.

her big hand shifts the diaphragm against your chest again, calloused thumb teasing over your nipple— making your breath catch— before pausing at another spot.

“116 now, looks like somethin’s really got to you, huh?

“abby-“ you breathlessly whisper, heart thumping in anticipation as she draws her other hand higher up your thigh, just barely brushing over (your other heartbeat) the pulsing place you need her most.

“wanna see how fast i can get your heart going?”

[absfawn]

abby anderson with a tongue piercing. who arrogantly grins when you finally notice the steel bar through the muscle upon her sliding her tongue over her plump lips, listening to whatever you were talking about, and laughing when you’re suddenly malfunctioning at the small action. eyes wide and staring at her tongue like it was the most interesting thing in the world. 

or better yet, she can’t forget the first night she goes down on you, after weeks of not being able to, with the new addition to her mouth, and always, no matter what thinks back to when you first felt the cold bar slipping through your folds, rolling over your clit that your fingers quickly threaded and tugged at her blonde hair. gasping and withering beneath her. begging and pleading for her mouth, even if it was already on you.

she loves it even more when she’s just kissing you, and you let out soft breaths each time the piercing brushes against your tongue, and even if she tried, she cannot stop her knees from going weak when you're sucking on her tongue, just to get a somewhat taste of her piercing. 

mhm that’s all. 

[sweetercalypso]

༘⋆ abby masterlist 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ tlou masterlist ˎˊ˗

Sleepy sex with Abby where she’s too tired to keep going but she’s determined to make you come.

Maybe she’s finally home after a long patrol assignment, or maybe she just had a late session at the gym. The reason doesn’t matter – Abby missed you and she wants to convey that message the best way she knows how.

She’s too out of it to string together her usual drill of dirty talk. All she can do is moan and grunt into your pussy like she’s drunk off your taste. Her eyes slip shut and the tip of her nose drags over your clit when she drifts off, cheek pressing against your thigh before she startles awake and flattens her tongue over your cunt again.

“mmph,” she digs her fingers into your hips, holding you still to compensate for her faltering pace.

You squirm in her grip to chase that fleeting feeling on your own, but Abby’s hold doesn’t let up. She blinks away the sleepy weight on her features and doubles her efforts, circling her tongue over your clit with an eager pressure that quickly rekindles the heat simmering in your chest.

Your legs tense from the sudden stimulation, but Abby’s hands shift to grab under your knees before you can push her away.

“Stay still sweetheart,” she rasps, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses over the insides of your thighs. “M’not done with you yet.”

[ecstasyhighway]

gang wait hear me out hear me out… abby strap game goes CRAZYYYY likee….she will leave you so beyond fucked out like WAITTT IMMA COOK (its 5am and this is rotting my brain rn, i saw a vid on twt and i lost it a bit)

you have been face down in your pillows for hours, abby’s pace not even slowing down for a second. you’re rambling on about nothing you’re so cock drunk you cant even think straight. her hands on your waist, pulling you closer to her “baby uhmf ohhmygodd please” you hear her chuckle behind you “whats wrong huh? can’t take it? awww my poor baby” she pounds into you harder, the pornographic sounds of skin slapping and moans from both of you fill the room “y’wanna cum?” you cant even speak clearly the only thing that leaves your mouth are cries of agreement. “i need words babygirl” she grabs your hair to pull you up to her so she can hear you “yesyesyesyes please let me cum please” her pace stutters, the base of her strap continuously rubbing her sensitive clit “ufhm fuh-fuck, go ahead baby you can cum” she snakes one of her hands down to your clit to rub circles on it. your vision goes white and you swear you see stars as you cum, you get a sensation you haven’t gotten before that familiar knot in your stomach feels tighter, you feel abby stop and hear her breathing heavily, as shes coming down from her own orgasm “holy shit did i make you squirt oh fuck” she laughs slightly in astonishment. you cant even form a comprehensive thought, you are so beyond fucked out you can’t even respond to her. “oh baby c’mere” abby picks you up and takes you to the bathroom to clean you up so that you can go to sleep.

——————

GANGGG GANGG AM I A WHORE GANG I NEED HER HELP ME (this is terrible i am sleepy asf and its not proofread but i needed to put this shit out 🔥)

[atomicami]

doing another bfm abby drabble because i said so…inspired by this twitter video (18+ minors DNI)

okay so imagine spending the night with boyfriend’s mom!abby at her house and she decides to use a toy on you for the first time…but not only that, she would also be just a little more dominant with you too.

you’d be sitting on the edge of her bed, in that same exact spot where she ate you out not that long ago without her son knowing, watching her rummage through her bedside drawer and picking out a hot pink wand to use on you.

she’d then approach back to where you were and kneel down in front of you. you’d instantly spread your legs out, revealing your wet pussy to her. you hear the clicking sound of the wand, followed by a buzzing noise, and she immediately places it right over your clit to start you off.

it’d be less than 30 seconds with that wand on your pussy and your legs would already be trembling. you want to close them so bad, but the sensation of the wand feels so good that you just can’t do it. it then becomes more difficult once abby increases the setting. more moans and whines escape from your mouth as you squirm on the edge of the bed.

you hear her call out your name, and you try to focus your attention on her. “do you like it, sweetheart?” she asks, receiving a whiny nod from you in response. abby then begins to vertically rub the wand in between your puffy folds, spreading your arousal all over your pussy as she continues to talk to you. “why don’t you tell me how much you like it? do you like it?”

“y-yeah…”

“how much?”

“a lot…”

“good girl.”

abby increases the setting again, and you start to lose the sense to even form a coherent sentence, now letting out a bunch of babbles and whines to her. the stimulation feels too intense on your clit, giving you the need to grab the wand out of her hands. abby notices and moves the wand away from you, now pressing it harder down onto your clit as punishment. “keep your hands to yourself…” she warns.

you ball your hands up into fists, whining in frustration as you try to hold back. as much as you were trying to resist it, the fact that abby was increasing the pressure bit by bit was making it more difficult for you. “ah, f-fuck…” you whine out, your hands peeking out in between your legs to try to grab at the wand again. once again, abby looks up at you and moves the wand away before giving you a final warning:

“i said keep your hands to yourself, sweetheart…or i might not let you cum at all tonight.”

so yeah anyways…bfm abby supremacy 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️