#abby x fem!reader

[rhyrhy]

more Ellie Abby hc’s PLEASE

Masc’s and Mascara

⋆. ࣪𖤐.ᐟ Warnings: none, fluff, established relationships! My two favorite M’s. Mascs and makeup. Based on this

♡ A/n : doing Ellie/abby/vi’s makeup (yum) | dividers by fairytopea

Costume party—Gf! Vi

“Ugh. Sorry—hold on, let me just…” you sighed deeply.

This would’ve been the third time you redid her eyeliner. The ink simply refused to work with you. You’d been moving around each other in the shared bathroom, getting ready when you took the lead on doing her vampire makeup for her. Duo costumes were a must. You were going as Princess Bubblegum, and Vi was stamped on being Marceline. Her Powder blue eyes watched your face twist in frustration. She could have done it herself but had always been a stickler for physical touch. She wanted it to be dark, moody, and dramatic enough to suit her.

As the makeup wipe brushed her skin again, she unfolded her arms and held her hand out. You gave her the liquid eyeliner pen.

“Here, let me.” Her reddish-pink hair swayed as she tilted her body toward the mirror on her left.

Wrapping your arms around her waist, you watched her in the mirror. She closed one eye, swiping the liner effortlessly. And before you could sulk, she turned back to you with a small smile.

“See? Teamwork.” She kissed the top of your head, laying the pen down.

“Didn’t know my girlfriend was a MUA. But I still get to do the rest,” you said, pulling back. Standing between her thighs, you reached back into your makeup bag. The conversation continued as she listed off who all was coming out tonight but halted when you pulled out tweezers to clean up her eyebrows. Her head leaned back, away from your hands.

“What? These bad boys are perfect,” she said, holding a hand up. Then she pointed. “Put those down.”

“Vi,” you protested.

“No way.” She waved her hand.

“Violet, just let me—” you whined, laughing at her reluctance.

“Nope,” she finalized as she lowered your hand gently.

Makeup trend— Gf! Ellie

“Shh, stop. If you laugh, I will.” You scolded, tilting her straight on her pillow once more.

Ellie was already giggling when you showed her the trend. Though she didn’t wear any herself, having had previous girlfriends, she was aware of the basics. occasionally letting you put brown mascara on her to complement her emerald irises. Black eyeshadow on a small brush, you carefully drew out the lines on her cheeks.

“Okay, okay,” she huffed, her thumbs gently stroking the skin under the hem of your shirt, steadily holding your hips as you sat on her lap. She kept her head still for you. The light tickle of the brush strokes had her biting back more laughs. Scanning over her room, then back to your focused face—one she always found cute. But she knew what face she enjoyed even more… a smile.

You tilted your head, carefully outlining the black once more, making sure it didn’t bleed onto the faded orange on the contours of her face.

She was letting you work in peace until—

“Rawr!” she growled, wiggling her fingers into your sides as she tickled you in the spots she knew too well.

“Els! Stop it!” you yelped, jerking away as she cackled.

You narrowed your eyes at her through your laughter, pointing at the smudged makeup. “See? now I have to redo it.”

Ellie smiled and shrugged unapologetically. “Oh no, whatever will you do?”

“You’re so annoying.” You chuckled, putting your face in your hands.

“Mhm, and you love me.” She wiggled her brown brows before grabbing the brush from your hands. “Alright, now it’s my turn. Let me mess up your face.”

Curiosity — Gf! Abby

Her strong arms relaxed, draping over the back of your plush vanity chair. Leaning forward, she brought her head closer to yours, following your movements in the mirror as you worked on your makeup.

“Okay, just tell me what it is first,” she said as you held up a product, a small smile on your lips.

“Highlighter.” You pointed to your small Revlon palette of glittery tones.

“Why would anyone want to put that on their face?” She raised a brow, glancing to the lettering.

You sighed. “To look glowy, Abby. A little shine.” You did jazz hands for emphasis. She laughed at your dramatics but let you continue. It started with you just putting some clear mascara on her, telling her she’d barely notice the difference. But then, you managed to convince her to let you go a little further. She laughed the entire time, shaking her head as you carefully blended out the concealer you’d sneakily applied. One leg rested on hers as she sat in the chair with you, pressed together comfortably. You happily swiped highlighter on her brow bone.

“This is ridiculous,” she muttered. Of course, she didn’t pull away. leaning into your hands instead.

“You’re ridiculous,” you teased back.

She gave you a look. “You’re literally putting stuff on my face right now.”

“And you’re letting me,” you shot back at her. Abby rolled her eyes, but she didn’t stop you. “Now shh,” you soothed, knowing she loved when you pampered her despite her fake protests.

A content sigh, her eyes fluttering shut as you continued.

I might make a jinx/Dina/Caitlyn Ver of this!

[r3starttt]

abby touching herself at the thought of you <3

Just imagine, she started rubbing her legs together, scrolling on her phone until she found herself clicking on her gallery and looking for that video of you two where she's fucking you so hard and so good. She's slow, brushing her clothed clit as she watches and listens to the obscene of it all. She plays with herself, teases her clit while her thumb on her screen looks for another video, a nude you've sent, a video of one of those days where you're in her position, far from her and needing her so bad you masturbate and send her evidence for her to enjoy later. She would call you if the shame wasn't eating her brain so bad if you weren't busy too. All she does is rub small circles on her clit until a wet patch starts to grow on her clothes. Only there she allows herself to enjoy, taking off her clothes and tossing them somewhere on the floor. She opens her legs wide enough. Her phone on her stomach was already recording. She plays with her nipples, imagining they're yours instead. Her middle finger starts pumping on her drenching hole. In a matter of seconds, she's so wet she can't keep with the slow pace and she just fucks herself like you would. She's whining if not crying; wishing and praying you're free soon so she can crawl to you and beg you to fuck her properly.

[catharticmoonshine]

abby loves it when you tie her tie for her. Sure, she can do it herself, maybe even a bit faster than you (but that's only because she keeps distracting you by pawing at your ass), but seeing the focused look on your face when you wrap the silky piece of fabric around itself to form a knot is just too adorable.

And it's just so intimate. You stand between her legs as she sits on the couch, her hands on your hips, running up and down your sides and squeezing your soft flesh from time to time. Plus, she gets to admire you, all dressed up and ready in your own fancy attire for whatever event the two of you are attending.

She's tempted to just pull you onto her lap and forget about leaving on time, she almost does. But abby knows she'll have you all to herself later, all soft and warm in her arms at the end of the night. So she can bear waiting until the two of you return, most evenings.

But no matter if you leave on time or not, she always has some of your lipstick smeared on her lips by the time you arrive at the event. Your lips just look too delicious not to steal a quick taste, who could blame her?

[korn-dawg]

AUGGHHHGUUDHSDH 🤤🤤🤤✂✂✂

(building more on situationship!abby n the lil plot i have 4 her n reader) (first hookup)

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situationship!abby who's been your best friend for 4 years now

situationship!abby who’s had a crush on you almost the entire time and shows it in very subtle ways, constantly watching over you, doing little things here and there, letting you touch her way more than she'd allow anyone else, not moving away when you squeeze her arms playfully or hang on her when you're drunk

situationship!abby who gets the text for her to come over and drops what she's doing, immediately scrambling to get done and get her ass to your doorstep

situationship!abby who's at your place in about 15 minutes (she was 25 minutes away)

situationship!abby who sees you out of your usual baggy clothes, sitting on your couch in a sports bra and cotton shorts and freezes, staring at you like a deer in headlights until you look over at her

situationship!abby who loses her usual cool demeanor when you pat the space next to you excitedly and start to ramble on about why you wanted her over, overthinking how much space she should put between the two of you

situationship!abby who barely registers whatever you say, all she knows is it's something about some new movie you wanted to watch

situationship!abby who finds herself still on the couch an hour later, sipping on a beer and watching some overly gory slasher movie

situationship!abby who can't stop stealing glances at you throughout the movie, watching your expression and reaction to nearly everything

situationship!abby who catches you steal a few glances at her, too and straightens out her back, suddenly hyper-focused on her appearance

situationship!abby who turns her head slightly to catch another glimpse of your face during a particularly uninteresting part of the movie, only to meet your gaze, already tracing over her cheekbones

situationship!abby who immediately whips her head the other way so fast her neat braid smacks her jaw, blood rushing to her face

situationship!abby whose muscles tighten when she feels your skin on hers, a hand on her bicep, tracing upwards past her shoulder, lingering on her throat before closing around her jaw

situationship!abby who's sat back against the arm of the couch a few minutes later, moaning into your mouth with her hands grabbing at your hips

situationship!abby who grinds her hips up into yours, desperately trying to get some friction through the rough material of her cargo pants

situationship!abby who lets you take her up to your bedroom, following behind you eagerly

situationship!abby who strips her clothes off so fucking quick she probably broke a world record, helping you out of your shirt with gentle hands

situationship!abby who has this entire scenario planned out in her head from the nights she's spent in her room daydreaming

situationship!abby who grabs at every inch of skin she can while kissing down your throat, sucking a hickey right on your clavicle

situationship!abby who lets you grab at her hair when she takes the sensitive skin of your chest into her mouth, running her tongue around your nipple with a quiet moan

situationship!abby who continues down your stomach, spending extra time sucking hickeys and biting into your hips and thighs

situationship!abby who holds your thighs open when she eats you out, too nervous to open her eyes as she flicks her tongue across your clit, whimpering into the heated mess of arousal and her own saliva

situationship!abby who pumps her fingers into you at a dizzying pace, curling them just right to get you to writhe beneath her

situationship!abby who forgets about her own pleasure entirely until after you cum on her tongue hand hand, shifting up to position her pussy against yours

situationship!abby whose head tips back at the sheer pleasure when she grinds her cunt against yours, skin sliding against skin with lubricated ease

situationship!abby who holds one of your legs up against her waist, the other hand right beside your hand to hold herself up

situationship!abby whose thighs shake when her lower stomach twists and white overtakes her vision, cunt clenching around nothing while her orgasm washed over her, pure gratification ebbing and flowing in her veins

situationship!abby who ends up going 4 more rounds before cleaning you both up, laying next to you

situationship!abby whose cheek pushes against the memory foam of your pillow, watching your face as you trace over the freckles on her shoulder like connect the dots

situationship!abby who drifts off to sleep slowly but surely, having no idea what the hell she just got herself into

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[electricneonvalkyrie]

A is for Abby.

And also authority. Because when she says get on your knees, you don't hesitate.

[cyber333angel]

TWITTER P***LINKS (feat: SEVIKA, ABBY ANDERSON and ELLIE WILLIAMS !)

sevika -

making sure your full of her

hair pulling and reverse cowgirl

spit kink

choking you

taking a selfie

sevika releasing some stress on you after a long day

in silcos office

oral fixation

dry humping before work

bullying you for wearing a tight skirt

abby -

riding abby

making you suck on her strap

against the wall

making you dumb with all her pounding

tribbing

in public

worshipping your tits

making out

welcoming boxer!abby home with kisses on the counter

abby eating you out greedily as usual

ellie -

helping you cum before bed :((

passion with the strap

fingering you

overstimulating you

sitting on her face

p***y slaps

you and ellies typical morning (looks just like her 😋)

nice and slow

eating ellie out on a run

honorable mention :

ambessa -

finally fingering you after all your whining

making you wait

stretching you out

being rough :((

[trackinglessons]

abby is beefy and chubby and i will die on this hill if you think otherwise ur wrong

[femmeroll]

imagine abby cumming just from using the strap on you 😵‍💫

men & minors dni

note: abby x fem reader, strap referred to as cock, breeding mention briefly

there you lay, on the bed, legs hoisted over abby’s broad shoulders. her pace is brutal, practically bruising your insides with every thrust.

“good girl…” she moans, sweat dripping down her forehead. “fucking take it.”

while abby may seem in control, she’s falling apart on the inside. her clit is throbbing, rubbing against the base of her strap.

“y-you like takin’ my cock baby? fuckin’ love this pussy…feels so good” she whines.

you can tell abby is close. her pace is faltering, her breathing is shaky, and her face is getting redder and redder.

she’s just so sensitive! and you look so pretty all fucked out beneath her, how could she not get off on it???

you’re close too, obviously. the mixture of abby’s thick cock pumping into you, and her cute face as she’s about to cum? it’s perfect.

“you’re tightening on be baby…fuck. you wanna cum on my cock?” she chuckles, trying to hold off her orgasm until you cum first.

but she just can’t. “baby, gonna fucking cum. deep inside you. gonna…shit….gonna breed this pretty pussy so full.”

you cum as soon as she says this, whimpering her name, head tipping back.

“that’s it. cum on my cock” she moans. “m’ gonna fill you up.”

abby practically growls, hips stuttering and cumming against her strap.

[angelsforthenight]

bumping cooters with abby (with panties on) 𝜗𝜚⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

underwear teasing with abby would be the most fun thing ever! imagine grinding against her, both of you still sporting panties whilst your legs are interlocked, hips rutting against each other roughly. arousal oozes through, making the way you move against each other slick and slippery.

“fuuuuck.” abby whines, her muscled arm rippling from the exertion. she clutches your thigh for good leverage, rolling her hips harder. the sounds you two are making are obscene, not just the moans and mewls that are filling the room, but also the wet noises of your clothed pussies rubbing against each other. clearly, there’s nothing dry about this dry humping.

“holy shit, abby.” you gasp, voice raw from pleasure. you can feel your stomach tighten, your pleasure reaching unbearable amounts. your movements, alongside hers start to become inconsistent and sloppy as you two near release.

abby knows you’re close, so she pushes your panties aside to catch your clit beneath the pad of her thumb: rolling slow, tight circles on it. you whimper loudly, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your hips jerk and buckle erratically.

you respond by heightening the friction, satisfying abby’s aching flesh, adorned by the barrier of your underwear.

it doesn’t take long at all for you both to reach your peak, shuddering intensely as you two make a mess of your underwear, sticky evidence pooling and even dripping down your thighs. such a tease, a buzz. a game.

[mystellenia]

dom!abby losing control୨ৎ

summary: abby's composed and rough facade is destroyed by an unexpected and embarrassing orgasm.

content: answer to this req!! dom!abby, kinda mean! abby, sub!reader, make out, fingering (r!receiving), teasing, humiliation if you squint and shake the phone, strap on sex (muehehehhehe) (r!receiving), overstim (a!receiving), abby being rough with reader, degrading (r!receiving)

notes: havent posted in almost 2 months 😍 school is whooping my ass and midterms are coming up so basically i’ll be killing myself soon. enjoy this to feed on for the next x weeks until i post again

(wc 1.8k)

abby's rough hands grip onto the backs of your thighs and lift you up, dropping you harshly on the kitchen counter as she cups the back of your neck to pull you back in for a kiss. you throw your arms around her neck, and your fingers make quick work of undoing the golden braid falling down the length of her back, scratching her scalp and making her groan. 

you grab her hair in fistfuls and pull on them to expose her neck, abby hissing at the twisted pleasure prickling across her scalp. her throat bobs with a thick swallow while you coat the skin of her neck with sloppy kisses, her hips hungrily grinding up into yours.  

"jesus, baby... fuck." abby's hands grab the hem of your loose t-shirt to lift it over your head, your braless tits exposed and nipples hardening at the sharp chill of the air. her swollen lips latch onto the side of your neck and make you dizzy, and you swiftly undo her belt buckle and pull it out of her jeans' belt loops. just when you unbutton them and grab onto the zipper to unzip it, her thick, rough palm closes around your throat, and you choke on your saliva at the startle. 

"you're being especially whorish today. slow down—you're not the one in control here." her thumb and first two fingers squeeze on the sides of your throat and restrict the blood flow to your head, making it feel heavy on your shoulders and your vision deliciously fog up.  

she slowly releases her iron grip on your throat and slides her hand down to your chest, her left hand tweaking and palming at your nipple. with her other hand, slow and deliberately teasing, she unties the drawstring of your pajama pants and pulls one leg out of them, spreading your legs wide to make room for her muscular body to fit in between them.  

you're left with only underwear on, your thin pajama pants floppily dangling from your foot from behind abby's back. abby roughly shoves her hand into your underwear and cups you, feeling your thrumming clit on her palm and the small wet spot on your underwear on her knuckles. 

breathing into your ear, she mumbles, "be good for me and don't fucking move, 'kay?" she then harshly thrusts her middle finger into your pussy, its soft walls quickly morphing to make room for the intrusion. you cry out and throw your head back into the kitchen cabinet, softly wincing at the impact.  

she presses inside you on that smooth spot at exactly the depth of her finger, almost as if she was the only one meant to find it, and your eyes water the way they always do when she massages inside you. her now swollen lips scatter bruises and marks along the side of your neck in a line, breadcrumbs to remind you in the morning of the skilled way she undoes your composure so easily.  

"i'll never get enough of the way your skin tastes," she purrs into your shoulder, and you pathetically whine in response, her brazen praises flustering you beyond words. she tries, and fails, to ignore the needy throbbing of her neglected clit underneath the seam of her pants, the slightest movement pressing the seam up against it and making her clench. 

golden waves cascade down her face and frame her strong cheekbones, hiding the way her eyes stayed high up in the back of her head at the smell of your skin. your fingers tightly thread through her hair, your grip tightening as you periodically let out little mewls into the shell of her ear.  

she trades the massaging of your g-spot for slow, but deep thrusts into your pussy, adding her index finger without warning and making your back bow. 

"oh, my go- my- abby," you pant out, unable to get more than three words out at a time before her careless ruining of your weeping cunt sucks the air out of you. you start babbling how she shouldn't stop, a telltale sign that your climax was approaching. 

your hand shoots to the wrist pumping her fingers into your pussy, your fingers wrapping around it in a vice-like grip to try and slow her movements down in overstimulation. her free hand snaps to your jaw and squeezes your cheeks together, condescendingly shaking your head side to side. 

"why you grabbing my wrist, baby? you want me to stop? yeah?" her voice raises in pitch to mock your whining. "you wanted this so fucking bad, so take it, slut." 

she throws your head back against the cabinet and shakes her wrist of your hand, beginning to jackhammer her fingers into your abused hole at a murderous pace. in the corner of your nearly closed eyes, you see your pajama pants fall from your foot to the floor. your whining and whimpering quickly fills the room, all the while abby watches every change in your face with a close eye.  

you cum with a yelp, both hands flying to her own to stop her brutal assault while you dumbly stare into her eyes slack jawed with your brows tightly twisted in ecstasy. abby removes her fingers from inside you and immediately pulls your face to hers, teeth clashing in a lewdly sloppy kiss.  

planting her hands underneath your thighs, she effortlessly hoists you up and carries you down the hall to your shared bedroom, all without disconnecting your lips once. upon entering, she throws you down onto the bed and swiftly pulls her henley over her head, her small boobs clad in a simple, grey bra. 

"go get me my cock, baby. the black one." her pants were already unbuttoned from your earlier rushed undressing, but the zipper still remained untouched. her thick fingers pinch the silver and slowly slide it down, and you quite literally salivate at the sight.  

pushing down a thick swallow, your body turns towards the closet to get abby's strap. your head closely follows after tearing your sticky gaze from her now exposed v-line, little tufts of light brown hair leading to her core in a teasing, almost coaxing way. upon entering the closet, you bend down to the dark blue box in the corner of the small room, and your nipples brush your knee, suddenly making you aware that she so effortlessly ordered you to get her strap, and you so pliably listened, almost fully naked, at that. you might as well have crawled to the closet on all fours with how you mindlessly obeyed her like a dog does its owner. 

shaking your mild embarrassment, you palm the long, dark strap and pivot back around to return to abby. she stands tall and sturdy—unmoving like a tree—watching your naked figure make its way back to her. 

"take your underwear off for me," she says under her breath, her breathing made heavy by hunger. 

you perch on the edge of the bed and scoot back, pulling your underwear down your legs and kicking it off to some spot on the floor. abby pushes her jeans and boxers over her ass just enough for the base of the strap to sit snugly against her pounding clit once she steps into the harness, the contact enough to make her sharply wince. 

grabbing you by the ankles, she roughly pulls you to the edge of the bed and lifts your feet up near each side of her head, rubbing her warm palms up and down your legs. simultaneously, her hips push forward and slide the length of the strap along your pussy, the toy gliding against your skin with ease thanks to the obscene amount of cum that coated your lips from your orgasm. 

"please... just... just put it in," you whisper, tired of the teasing. 

"i will. just wait a little—be patient." she gently lowers your legs to wrap around her hips and lock behind her back. then, she pauses before adding, "do you know how to do that when you're acting like such a slut?" like she'd caught herself being too nice and had to balance it out. 

all you can do is whine in response and hope to feel the delicious sting of her pushing the tip in soon. her hips rock back and forth one, two, three times while she intently watches, entranced by the way your pussy clenches every time the tip of her cock passes over your clit. 

her hips sharply jerk back, and she incoherently mutters a string of words under her breath. ending her cruel teasing, she swipes her hand down your swollen cunt to gather your cum and coats the tip of the strap with it. lining it up with your twitching hole, she sinks into you and smirks at your jaw dropping ever lower in pleasure. 

she starts her thrusts in a rather swift cadence, luring sweet cries out from your throat, suppressed grunts coming from her own. 

"fuck, i've been thinking about this all day. you don't even know, baby." her speech comes out fast and strained as she tries to speak before her groans and grunts interrupt the words. "i could live in this pussy, and it would welcome me with tears running down your legs." 

"yes," you pant out, the one word your dumbified brain can remember. 

very quickly, though, abby's thrusts get random and sloppy. shrill, high-pitched squeaks spill from her lips, a striking contrast to her formerly composed grunts and dirty words. she abruptly pulls out, and her hands frantically dart to her hips to push the base of the strap off her engorged clit, her lower stomach hurting from overstimulation. 

with the harness shoved down to her mid-thigh, she sat on the edge of the bed partially turned away, muttering a quiet shit to herself. you gawk at her with scared, wide eyes, terrified that something had gone wrong or hurt her. you see her eyelids flutter as she turned away in what seemed like embarrassment. her chest was madly rising and falling, too, from her attempts to catch her breath, and you scoff in both disbelief and twisted arousal. 

"baby," you call out, placing your hand on her bicep. "did you just cum?" 

she's quiet for a long while before shoving her face into her hands to hide her humiliation. "god, i didn't mean to." 

you can't help but let out a little giggle, and she falls back onto the bed, throwing her arm over her eyes. "it's not funny!" 

"it kinda is," you tease, but your laughter dies in your throat when you see a small wet patch on her pants where the base of the strap touched the fabric. 

you lick your lips, letting your eyes drop to her bra and thinking of the skin it so cruelly hid. 

"it was really hot, too." 

@abbysbug @abbys-gay @abbysunderwear @moonalumi @andersonsprincess

@abbysgirl1 @totalfinalgirl @90yearoldbear @hypnagogics @pretty-forest-nymph

@sapphicxprincess @carti9 @seraphicsentences @wxwrites @veraandrea7

all done yayaya. i dont know why i cant write something under 1k words like i told myself this was gonna be short and then i hit 4 pages and was like oopsies. u better like it bc i have a huge exam tomorrow that i shouldve been studying for but instead i was writing this erotica to post on tumblr.com. so go ahead and smash that subscribe button and reblog a billion times and comment your favorite part of this video (erotica posted to tumblr.com)

kay night night western hemisphere baddies goodmorning/afternoon everyone else love u bye bye

[cupidsribbns]

beefy chubby abby i love you

[rhyrhy]

Something softer, simpler

⋆. ࿔ Warnings: smut(?), no plot lol, L- word bombs. Pet names used. Random Drabble , lowkey apart of this

Everytime I remember how gentle her voice is, I think about soft intimacy with her….

✧ “Tell me if it hurts, yeah?” always looking out for you even when she was losing herself in the moment.

✧ “You look so—fuck,” she exhaled, her breath shaky as she watched you, as if she couldn’t believe you were real. “So goddamn beautiful.”

✧ A groan would ring out in her chest, deep “Mngh—yes. Holy shit, princess,” she breathed, her grip tightening like she was grounding herself in you.

✧ She shuddered when you moaned her name, like it did something to her. “I love when you say my name like that,” she rasped, fingers flexing against your thigh.

✧ When you reached for her, she was already there. “I’m right here. I got you,” she murmured, lacing her fingers through yours, squeezing like a silent promise.

✧ She dipped down, her lips trailing over your neck, slow and deliberate, pressing soft kisses down to your collarbone. “Feel good, baby?” A pause, her breath warm against your skin. “Still okay?”

✧ She let out a soft chuckle, hands steadying your hips when you got ahead of yourself. “Mm—wait, wait. Slow down, gorgeous.” She smirked, voice teasing but firm. “We’ve got all night.”

✧ If you ever forgot to breathe, lost in the moment, she always noticed. “Hey, breathe,” she murmured, thumb brushing under your chin to tilt your face up to hers. “There you go. Can’t have you passing out on me now, can I?”

✧ Her head tipped back slightly, a pant slipping past her lips. “Jesus—who taught you that?” She let out a breathless laugh, shaking her head as her hands roamed your skin. “No—no, definitely not a complaint.”

✧ Her voice was softer then, almost in awe. “You look so pretty laid out for me.” Her fingers traced the length of your body, slow and reverent, like she was committing every inch of you to memory.

The heat between you, the weight of her body, the sound of her breath mixing with yours. it was almost too much. Just two women tangled together in something sacred, something undeniably real, And then, the words slipped out. not higher than a whisper. Your cheek pressed against hers. All moments stopped, she Pulled back just enough to see your face, ‘I love you’. Those three words rung out into the space. Nothing else filled it until her lips parted. “You do?” Her voice was so quiet, so bare. Then, a breathless laugh, laced with disbelief. “Oh my god, please—say it again.”

And when you did, she kissed you like she was memorizing you, like she needed you closer than skin, closer than breath. Like those words had just undone something inside her.

“I love you too.”

Dividers

[macabremilieu]

stay with me now. (abby smut drabble)

abby, who would be obsessed with doing it from behind in every way, shape, and form imaginable. (this is your choke kink warning)

♡

if you were sleepy, she'd have you laid in front of her, her warm body spooning you from behind, carding through your locks.

it would start sweetly and innocently enough, with her large and calloused hands gently rubbing up and down your side. down... down... down. and before you'd know it, the soft pads of her fingertips would be rubbing neat little circles into your bundle of sensitive nerves, eliciting the whiniest noises you'd ever made.

or...

if you'd been the biggest brat in the world all day. she'd have you ass up, face down. head shoved into the pillows, drooling and blabbering incoherently as she slammed into your helpless body from behind.

"yeah, s'that good, baby? you feel good?" she'd mock, grinning as she threaded her thick digits through your hair, tugging your head up off the pillow. "tell me. s'it feel good?" she'd try to force an answer out of you, but poor you, your brain just couldn't form a thought. you'd several pretty, pink marks on your ass by the end of it.

or maybe you were just so, so needy.

you'd need her to pound into you relentlessly. she'd help, of course.

sat on her lap, her arms hooked under your knees, forcing you to be on display. her hips would drill in and out of your sopping cunt, making the loveliest noises she'd ever heard. not to mention the pretty little moans she'd easily get out of you.

"there y'go, doll, that's it. keep makin' those noises for me." she'd coo into your ear, watching with an evil grin as she fucked you stupid. she'd take a disgusting amount of pleasure in watching that little bulge form on your tummy as she thrust so fucking deep. "gonna cum, baby, yeah? you wanna cum?" of course, after your whining all day, she'd make sure you came. over... and over... and over.

she'd especially love to do that in front of a mirror, where she could watch her cock get sucked into your pussy. where she could watch your face lose all coherence as she just kept going.

or maybe she'd have you bent over the counter...

meant to be a quickie in the bathroom, that was all. but the poor girl hadn't packed her strap in her bag. no issue for her. she had no problem bending you over the counter and watching with a grin as her girthy fingers slid in and out of you; covered in your sticky arousal, of course. she'd force you to look. to watch what she was doing to you. one hand in your hair and forcing your face up toward the mirror, the other mercilessly using your pussy. she'd keep eye contact with you the whole time, just to fuck with you. to embarrass you.

of course, not to say that she didn't love a little missionary. of course, she'd love to gently kiss your neck while she kept a steady pace, one hand softly kneading your breast.

or even forcing you to hold your knees to your chest while she held your waist in one hand, your throat in the other. she'd love to watch your face.

but...

there was something about those special little noises you'd make when she used you from behind. the way it felt to hold your body snugly back against hers. it was her favorite.

♡

[abbysgirl]

you see a woman sitting with a manspread like this and you decide to make her canonically heterosexual? right…

[zombaebitez]

ik u j posted it but alr havin withdrawals can we get more relationship hcs w abby??

Abby Relationship Hcs

abby anderson x fem reader

synopsis: modern day abby relationship headcanons, just rambles oopsie.

zom’s note: withdrawals is so silly, i love it. hope my writing is up to par, enjoy! 🌸

word count: abt 1.1k

warnings: use of petnames (love, princess, etc). nsfw content (own section after sfw! don’t like it? just don’t read that section), mentions strapping (r!receiving), teasing, manhandling, foreplay.

SFW HCS <3

ꕥ Abby always has a hand or arm around you, says it’s for safety, to keep you near her; but you know deep down she’s just a touchy girl, and you can’t complain, you love it.

⤍ “Love walk on this side,” and before you can even move she’s alreading pulling you to where she wants you to go, wrapping a strong arm around your waist.

ꕥ On the subject of touch, this girl will literally carry you around (on her back, bridal style, etc) when you ask her to (or when you don’t), in the house, in public, she doesn’t care one bit. You are her pretty princess, and she loves being at your beck and call.

ꕥ She takes pride in her physique, she has a set workout routine, and is constantly in a protein kick. She loves bringing you to the gym with her, just so she can catch you stealing glances at her while you’re doing your own thing.

ꕥ Her casual wear? She is a chronic cargos, sweats, or jeans wearer, though she will switch it up with shorts sometimes. She’ll wear some sort of tank, compression/fitted top (to show off muscle), hoodies, or basic tee, with a sports bra underneath, maybe a beanie or snapback depending on how hot it is. Very minimal jewelry and accessories, and has an obsession with muted colors, and black.

ꕥ Speaking of jewelry, she’ll always wear your initial or name on her somewhere, and vice versa. Her favorite would be a simple gold necklace/chain which has your initial that you got her, it also has a matching gold link bracelet that she sometimes wears too.

ꕥ She loves when you offer to braid her hair for the day, now she just volunteers you to do it with a random excuse, “I dunno princess, you just do it better!” She’ll have the brush, and hair ties ready once you finish your morning routine.

ꕥ Morning Routines? She usually wakes up when you do, or some time before. But once you wake up, she immediately follows you to watch you get ready for the day. It’s endearing, kind of like a giant puppy.

ꕥ She enjoys pet names surprisingly, and will call you all sorts of names (princess, love, sweetheart, etc). She never got to show her lovey dovey side before you, so she just can’t help it.

ꕥ Hates when you get upset, “Princess, cmon talk to me… what happened?” Always running a soothing hand down your back, she just wants to be there for you.

ꕥ She’s not as stoic as people may think when it comes to you, she’s just a girl who loves her princess to death; therefore, she has to show it… like all the time, sue her (you’re just as bad).

ꕥ A random girl hits on her? She gives the girl a judgy once over… maybe twice? hell THREE times, and says something like “I have a girlfriend, you’re gonna get us both in trouble…”, “Uhm I’m taken.”, “My girlfriend won’t like this.” Before she starts aimlessly looking around for where the hell you went to, because the interaction is now a little awkward.

ꕥ She has natural sass, it’s not even on purpose, she is just a little snippy. Don’t even dare say something that will earn you a side eye, because she’ll hand them out to you too, again she can’t help it.

⤍ “Babe, you know you could totally pull off being a hey mamas”, now you were clearly joking, giving her a ridiculous ass grin as she looked up from her phone to hit you with a judgmental stare. “Excuse me?” you couldn’t help but laugh your ass off, as she just sat there confused, “Princess don’t start with me”, she mumbled with a slight eye roll, reaching over to gently slap your thigh.

ꕥ Oh god and the coin collection, she indeed has one of those collection binders, and keeps it organized/labeled. She gets so excited whenever you gift her a new one, and always shows you when she finished a sheet in the binder.

ꕥ She most definitely loves to shop with you, and go on errands. Something about being all domestic and on top of business, watching you mark off things you two need for the house, watching you get all happy when you finally get to go shopping, and being productive makes her feel good. (She wants to put a ring on that finger real bad, real bad).

⤍ Makes you carry her wallet, and phone when y’all are out because she feels they are safer with you, (her wallet fell out her pocket once and she freaked the hell out). She keeps her keys on a carabiner with a bunch of random charms or a lanyard so she can’t misplace them.

NSFW HCS !!

ꕥ Abby prefers to top, and dom. But she’ll let you occasionally top if you really asked nicely or she’s having a hard day. There’s just something about getting you all fucked out that she can’t help, she needs to have you under her.

ꕥ She’s a total strap lover, she’ll fuck you in any postion she can. Loves how she can just grab onto you and make you forget how to form a thought with deep or shallow thrusts. Don’t even try to wiggle or push her away, she’ll just get a little frustrated with you, and pin you exactly how she wants you like it isn’t any effort for her (it’s not).

ꕥ She likes to tease you with just the tip. Watching you think you’re about to get what you want, what you need; seeing that frustrated pout go slack, with a quiet moan. Just for you to whine, when she pulls back just as fast as she came. It’s really not fair.

ꕥ Yes, she likes to manhandle you, she doesn’t have all those muscles for nothing. She’ll use them to her advantage every time, and her stamina goes in-fucking-sane. She’ll fuck you till you can’t even moan anymore, all dazed out and whiny for her, just trembling because of how overwhelmed she can make you feel.

ꕥ Sometimes she forgets her own strength, digging her fingers into the plush of your thighs or ass, biting and sucking a little too hard on certain parts of your body, slapping your ass a little too hard. You’ll wake up with a bunch of bruises and marks the next day, whining about how sore you feel, but she lowkey gets off on that shit.

ꕥ Whenever she does let you top her, she is usually guiding you how she wants you. Just because she’s on the bottom doesn’t mean shit, she still makes the rules, and you just want to take care of her like she does for you.

ꕥ Foreplay god! She loves being a tease to you, getting you all frustrated, gets off to the fact she can get you needy from mere touches and words. Plus what's the use in rushing, she’s gonna take her sweet time with you.

[abbyscoochiecruncher]

NEEDDD PLEASE

Uncensored under cut!

I always give her a belly button piercing