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when abby decided to put on a skirt for the first time, wanting to change up her style just a little, she never expected your reaction. cool, relaxed and nothing phases you, you. at first she was nervous about the idea, nervous about walking out into your shared living room, where she knew you were relaxing,  just to show you her new purchase. walking out of the bedroom, and into the living room, abby shivers at the coldness hitting her legs and chews on her bottom lip nervously when she finds you sitting on the couch, fluffy cat slumped in your arms and eyes focused on whatever was on the tv. It’s only when you catch her from the corner of your eye that you stop rubbing your cat’s head and turn your head just enough to get a good look at her. “abby—” “do you like it?” she murmurs, fumbling with the fabric nervously. “like it? i love it.” you cleared your throat, eyes zoning in on her long bare legs. “hm, yeah, i love it, babygirl.” the reaction you gave her was one she wasn’t expecting, one minute you were just looking at how short it was, to her toned legs, and the next minute she was bent over the desk, shirt pulled off from how quickly you moved, tits pressed against the cold wooden oak, panties throw behind you for later and her skirt was bunched around her hips with your tongue moving feverishly over her clit, the ministrations had her hands gripping the desk tightly. “such a pretty pussy, looks so beautiful, so beautiful f'me, hm?” you chuckled before wrapping your lips around her sensitive clit again. abby squirmed relentlessly against the desk, moaning into the bend of her elbow, the feeling of you curling your fingers in her cunt had her eyes rolling into the back of her head, the feeling of your lips warmly wrapped around her clit had her legs trembling and the thrusts against that spot that had her seeing stars couldn’t stop the way her hand flew off the desk, reached back and gripped your hair, tugging harshly. “right there, please, please.” abby whined, fucking herself back against your tongue and fingers. “s’good, oh,” she panted, nails scraping at the oak harshly. “m’gonna cum,” her body squirmed more beneath your touch, hand gripping your hair a little tighter, hard enough to have you moaning against her cunt. abby’s stomach tightens and flutters at each thrust “need to cum, please?” you make a sound, abby isn’t sure what, but she barely pays attention, how when her body tenses up, back arching up and she cums against your mouth with a whimper. “fuck— baby, wait, shit.” your fingers continue to curl against that spot deep inside her, and you have the nerve to giggle into her cunt when out of nowhere her pussy clamps around your fingers before she’s squirting. it drips down her thighs and coats your wrist as you fuck her through her high. “s’too much” abby pants, slumping her forehead against the table. not registering that you had just made her squirt. “always knew i could make you squirt, wasn’t sure when though.” you murmur, sinking your teeth into the fat of her ass lightly. “you’re crazy.” abby gives you a breathless laugh before letting go of your hair. “crazy for you, gonna let me make you squirt again?” “so you really love the skirt?” abby whines once you’re kissing her back. “mm, love it so much that i need to fuck you in it again.” 

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eating out sub!abby?🤍

"please baby?" Abby whines, fingers digging into your scalp. "please go faster I..." she cuts herself off with a whiny moan. your tongue goes into a point to rub her clit directly. her legs are beside your head and they flex, trying not to close around you. "oh fuck" she gasp, feeling you go faster. her hands grip your hair and she grinds up into your tongue, filling your mouth with her cunt. "I wanna cum- please..." Abby groans, hips stuttering as she tries to grind into your lapping tongue. "come on baby..." you coo, muffled. "you can do it, cum for me" you suck on her clit and she cums almost immediately. "oh fuckfuckfuck- yes ahh" she gasps, abs flexing and breathy moans coming out. With every buck of her hips into your tongue the headboard bumps against the wall, but still it's unable to drown out the sounds of your mouth working her through her orgasm and the string of moans and curses leaving her puffy pink lips."oh god...look at you..." Abby sighs, smiling and head lulling back onto the pillow as you come out from her between her thighs, lower face covered in slick and a goofy grin spread across your face.

sorry this is so short!

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oh thats the first time ive ever actually felt like myself in a reader insert

free palestine! click this link for more info + dono links (if you have links to any other gfms/resources pls send them to me so i can update the list!)

hello hello i am here with some abby x autistic! reader content bc i know i cant be the only autistic person obsessed with her. yes this is completely self indulgent.

i kinda just threw words on the page, but i hope someone out there will enjoy :)

it takes ages for you and abby to actually get together because you were entirely oblivious to her advances. during breakfast you had spent a solid thirty minutes talking about the different wildflowers that grew in north america and their significance in literature. abby thought your passion for the subject was sweet so while on patrol she picked some flowers that kind of looked like the ones in the pictures you showed her. when she presented them to you, your squeals of joy made her entire face light up. 

“ah, thank you!”

you think nothing of it, assuming she was just being nice. you always assume she’s just being nice. so when you accidentally end up on a moonlit picnic date with her and she asks to kiss you, your eyebrows raise in confusion. 

abby looks mortified “oh god, did i make things weird? i’m sorry.”

“no, no!” you reassure her. “i just…didn’t know this was a date.”

she could throw up on the spot. had she misread the situation? sure she never said the word “date”, but she told you that she wanted to spend some time alone with you. she brought you flowers, wine (if you could even call it that) that owen had been fermenting, and you two had been cuddling under the stars for the better part of an hour. 

“you can kiss me.” your fingers fiddled with the stitching of the blanket beneath the two of you. “i would like that, actually.” 

when you start dating you apologize profusely about all of your sensory quirks. you didn’t want to cuddle after she washed her hair because you hated the feeling of her wet hair on your skin. she kept separate blankets for you because you didn’t like the texture of the fabric on hers. 

you nearly cried after the only time you snapped at her. someone was playing music in the mess hall, everyone was talking over each other, the smell and texture of the mushy broccoli was overwhelming, and abby was asking too many questions about your assignments for the day. 

“please just be quiet for a second!” your tone had been a little sharper than you intended. abby looked hurt until tears welled in your eyes and you apologized over and over. you talked it over after dinner and obviously abby wasn’t mad at you (not that she ever could be). 

after that, whenever she would play music she always made a point to ask 

“is that too loud?”

and you absolutely hated patrol. all the yelling, the occasional gunfire, that god awful clicking. it was an overstimulating nightmare. abby often picked up your shifts whenever she could to save you the misery of leaving base. on the off chance that she couldn’t, she would always make sure a few pairs of ear plugs were in your bag.

you fight the need to vocal stim around people who aren’t her. it was a weight off your shoulders when you finally felt brave enough to explain it to her. at first, she just ignored them, growing accustomed to the empty noise. one day, when you’re softly meowing on repeat, she decided to join in. the two of you would meow back and forth until you erupted into giggles.

abby never made you feel weird about anything. sure, she had questions, but never in an invasive way. she just wanted to cater to and accommodate you as best she could. all because she loves you. 

i may write more of this if people like it? i have a plethora of experiences to draw inspo from lmao

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i could eat my bedframe rn. pure wood. like a beaver. thats how im feeling right now

scissoring with needy!abby and she’s so loud above you that you can’t help but chuckle and squeeze her hip tighter as she grinds down against your cunt with more harshness, more sloppily, grabbing random parts of your body, not that she was focused on it and soft whines slipped through the part in her rosey red and swollen lips. abby’s always needy when she wakes up, usually due to the way she wakes up with you holding onto her, and she can’t contain herself. she loves the possessive hold you have on her even in your sleep. makes her mind fuzzy and drunk on your touch. she’s greedy, wanting everything she can get from you, her head falls back and her lips part with a gasped whine when you’re grinding up into her, her hand gripping your leg tighter as she decides to grind into your cunt harder, slick sounds and soft pants fill the bedroom. “feels s’good,” abby huffs quietly, blunt nails sinking into the skin of your stomach, trying to ground herself, but fails miserably at the small grinds of your hips. “can tell, grinding against my pussy like a needy bitch.” abby couldn’t tell if you scoffed or laughed, too busy chasing her high, but her cheeks flushed and heated up at your words, not denying them in the slightest. “m’just—” “needy, yeah i know, baby. c’mon, keep going, make yourself cum on my pussy like the good girl you are.” so she doubles her efforts, holding you tighter, fucking down against you harder, pulling growl and grunt from between your lips, the slick sounds from between getting louder and louder with each thrust. your blunt nails sunk into the skin of her hips, her body trembling above you, whimpering and whining about how she needs more, wants more. “please please please” abby’s too lost in the pleasure, too lost in the feeling of your hands squeezing and groping at her tits, pinching her hard nipples between your fingertips and the way you were rocking your hips up into her, grinding against her deliciously, she’s too lost in the pleasure that she doesn’t even register the orgasm she’s been chasing for what felt like hour, rips through her body like a total wave and she cums against you with a breathless moan. you not far behind her with a guttural moan that made her clit throb against yours, abby sloppily meeting your thrusts, wanting every last drop, wanting to feel everything. “fuck, baby, slow down” you choked out, chest heaving as you slumped back against the pillows and holding her hips tightly. were you trying to help her or stop her? you weren’t sure anymore, all you know it felt so good. “need it,” was all she whined out, flyaway hairs sticking to her sweaty forehead. “just 5 minutes, you need to drink water first, and then if you haven’t fallen asleep by then, we can do it again. i promise, baby. just a breather, yeah?”

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What did I do to get punished with Abby x Owen edits in my fyp 😭💔

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BONDAGE

PAIRING: sub! Abby x reader

Her wrists are tightened with a rope, its texture hurting the soft of her skin, scratching herself with each contraction, each harsh move in a failed attempt to get herself off it and touch you.

Same case for her legs, wide open for you to see how wet she gets just by your voice and praises. "Good girl." Your breath hits her neck while you press the small vibrator harder on her clit. She's whining- any moan, grown, anything long forgotten. Each vibration exposing the growing arousal. Obscene wet sounds following the buzzing.

Her ankles are wrapped on each side of the bed, calfs cramping at how harsh she's being with herself. Her muscles cramping with each minute that's goes by, yet never stopping to squirm - she can't help it.

Her mouth opens wider at the overwhelming sensations of the constant vibrating over her clit, eventually rubbing up and down her slick covered slits. She can hump, just a little- enough. So, she does, squirming and whining and bucking her hips the closest possible to the little vibrator between your fingers. And you wait, allowing her to do so until you heart that mix of blabbers and small groans, until you see her thighs tensing, and you move it elsewhere, down the sides of her pussy. "Fuck- no, no, no, no... babe, please," She's pleading. back arching her ass up in hopes to convince you, and she almost does. The sight of the sheets beneath covered in her wet, fully drenched. Her glistening thighs too. She looks delicious.

"No, what?" you coo, leaning down enough to almost feel her unsteady breath hit your skin. "Mhm, Abigail?" there's insistence at the absence of a reply, a moan, a whine, even a please... that's not a proper answer for whatever she wants you to do with her.

She can't see, she can't touch and the rope keeping her still, the rope around her body- that fucking thing covering her eyes. It's making her insane. "Please, I just wanna cum." You laugh at her, and the only thing after that is silence slightly mixed with your steps somewhere near her. "Baby, please."

You manage your way over her, sitting on her lower stomach. Abby practically gasps at it, where you naked the whole time? The tip of your digits cradle her body, caressing the skin of her abs, the valley between her tits. You pinch at her nipples and her mouth opens once again, her head pressed against the matress and her throat on full display for you. She senses the kisses almost Inmediatelly, wet bruises covering bellow her jawline while her tits get cupped by your hands. she could cum just with this.

"You like it?" the tone drives her mad, but there's still a quiet "Yeah, yeah, please, " brushing through her lips in the quietest tone she can pronounce. You're being as uncaring as you'd ever been, leaving marks on her body you know she won't work to hide, for everyone to see and mock at her. You scratch the tender of her stomach, starting to grind your hips up and down her lower abdomen. Gotta use the muscle, right?

"Please, babe" but her pleads end up ignored by you, only whining at her neck, using her body and nothing else. "Fuck- baby! please, please, I wanna touch you." your lips open wider, letting your salivating mouth paint over her skin, down her neck, on her jawline. Close enough to kiss her but never actually doing so. "I'll be good, just- mhm, fuck-" You sound so wet, so explicit. With the slick drenching her stomach, your hands digging into her skin and your pretty whimpers and whines- groans whenever you can't properly hit the spot she'd hit with ease.

You intertwined your legs with hers, now using her thighs to give your wet pussy enough grinding. Lazily moving your hips up and down her body, hitting her own pussy with your leg. You lay on top of her, using her nipples to provide her a little source of pleasure in the meanwhile, not really for her but to hear those whines and maybe make yourself cum faster. You do.

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i ask myself the same question everyday 😞😞

Where are my bottom Abby Anderson truthers ?? I NEED pillow princess Abby fics right NEOWWWW

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⛧ kisses with abby — abby loves when you kiss her, the second she’s woken up, to kissing her before work, or at random times throughout the day when you’re near her. no matter how long you’ve been together, or how far apart you’ve been for the day, it always has her cheeks flushed and a shy smile creeping up on her face when you randomly plant one on her face, her lips, or even her shoulder. she loves them all, no matter how short or long they are. but her absolute favorite? the one she cherishes deep in her heart? the morning one and forehead kisses. abby loves waking up in your arms, the feeling of your fingers tracing light patterns on her cheek, and the softness of your touch always has her burying her face deeper into the crook of your neck and holding you tighter. no matter the time, abby can guarantee you’ll be there whenever you're awake, planting soft kisses on her forehead as you thread your fingers through her soft blonde hair. the gentleness of your hushed whispers, the i love you’s and you’re so beautiful, against her skin always has her melting more into your arms, but not as much as when you kiss her entire forehead. half she time she acts asleep, but she’s really not. abby looks forward to waking up to you kissing her, she looks forward to seeing your tired smile the second her eyes flutter open. your favorite part is when you stop, and abby only has to huff, roll her eyes, and whine, then ask you to continue with a sweet please at the end. 

you’d do anything to see her smile and to see her happy. the whining and begging for you to carry on is just a little bonus you love to tease her about when she says she’s not needy for your kisses.

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will u PLEASE write abby with sensitive nipples and reader who knows this and likes to tease her (and them)

❝ GOT MILK? ❞ ♱ ABBY ANDERSON!

“is this what you like, baby? need your pretty little nipple played with until you cum?” you lightly twist her nipples, abby’s body writhes against the mattress as she bucks her hips into you. achingly so, her muscles are sore from patrol but the ache between her thighs is the most painful. “my girl is just a little tired, needs to be taken care of don’t you?”

normally, this is how things went. abby came home tired, her brain wouldn’t let her sleep, still reeling from dealing with the nonsense of manny all day. completely and utterly stressed, and you did what you did best — fuck her until she couldn’t see straight. “yeah, i need your mouth. please?”

“i don’t know…you’ve been gone an awful lately. i was in the showers yesterday and i almost started fucking myself because i missed you so much but then leah came in and i had to come here, in your bed.” abby grunts as you take her pink nipples, sucking on them like your life depends on it. latching on as if she’ll start lactating, your tongue rapidly flicking over as abby gains some friction, rubbing her pussy on your clothed thigh.

“umf! fuck…” intentionally, your forefinger and thumb lightly twisting her other nipple you couldn’t give your attention to at the moment. “m’so sensitive, so wet, please. need to cum so fucking bad.”

you slap her cunt, enjoying the whimper falling from her pink, puffy lips. the attack on her nipples doesn’t cease, not when your thumb started circling her cunt, not when she starts riding your fingers, and especially when abby starts cumming around your fingers when you lightly bite her nipples.“oh. you like it when mommy nibbles on your nipples? i’ll have to remember that, babygirl.” another clap to her cunt has her pussy fluttering, ready to take whatever else you have in store.

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thinking about asshole fwb sub abby who’s only ever felt comfortable enough to bottom for you getting a call while she’s in the middle of fucking another girl and immediately pulls out claiming she’s got some sort of family thing to do so she can run over to your place to get fucked like the slut she is ♡

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abby anderson. 18+. mdni. sub!abby. pillow princess!abby

my first abby fic. enjoy.

💜🖤💜🖤💜🖤💜

abby anderson. who’s known for being this big, tough, intimidating woman who doesn’t take shit from anyone and only has her sights on the survival of her and her people.

until she’s with her friends. she smiles and laughs. snorting at some stupid joke manny tells her or smiling sweetly at lev while he tells a story from going on his first solo patrol. (she tailed him the entire time).

until she’s with you. when she lets her guard down and lets you take control. when she lets you move her around, flip her onto her back, and hike her legs over your hips as you drill into her. the contact your thighs make against hers leaving sticky slapping noises hanging in the air.

every thrust forces a grunt out of her mouth. when you really hit the right spot, a higher pitched whine comes spilling out. little, ah ah ah’s that leave her face redder and redder every time she lets it slip.

her strong hands stay hooked around the backs of your knees to keep you as close as possible and her teary, half lidded eyes stay locked on your face.

when she’s like this, her mind fuzzy and slow, hyper focused on you. she can’t look anywhere else. only you. only you can make her feel like this. while you pant and sweat above her trying to make her feel as good as possible. thumb on her clit, other hand gripping the headboard. she lays there and takes it.

when she’s with you she doesn’t need to give and protect. all she needs to worry about is feeling good and taking your strap.

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HOLY MOLY

Full on Twitter!! 18+ <3 (submissive Abby 🤗)

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this is one of the realest things ive ever heard come out of anyones mouth EVER

i need bitchy, bratty, whiney, pillow princess sevika and abby. right. now. at the same time. i can handle it. (i am not surviving)

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Take it off

summary: fwb!sub!abby x reader

warnings: fwb! abby, mentions of marijuana usage, sub! abby, teasing, nipple play, cunnilingus, making out, fingering, needy abby because it's my favorite. proof read-ish. lmk if i missed anything

Fall time was the best time. The stuffy, clammy summer air is gone, and the brisk fall air enters your lungs. The sound of the crunchy leaves under your feet, warm drinks, and smoke seshes in your nice, warm home. You love it. 

But.. it also means cuffing season, and you weren't getting any of that because Abby decided to stop seeing you. You know you are not supposed to get attached while being friends with benefits, but fucking hell, it was Abby for crying out loud. It was normal for Abby to ghost you for 2-3 days, but a whole week? The beginning of the season has been shit for you.

You set up your nightly, ritually smoke sesh in your room. Sitting down on your cozy floor table, convenient for times like these, you start preparing your spread. Rolling papers that left a lingering taste of strawberries, the grinder that you decorated with stickers, your lucky lighter that is always with you, and finally, your precious herb that was in a small glass jar. You put on your favorite show and start getting comfortable until you hear Abby’s signature two knocks. You feel your heart drop literally to your ass. You wait for about 2 minutes until you listen to it again.

Knock, knock.

“Are you fucking kidding me..” you mutter, pushing the table as you stretch your legs. Grabbing the first item of clothing in your hamper, you slip on a hoodie and quickly walk to the door. Opening the door where you meet a deliciously looking blonde-haired girl. Hair out of her braid and shorts that accentuate the muscles on her thighs. She looks too good, and she knows it.

“What do you need?” you said, not even a hello and not even opening the door all the way. Abby puts her arm in the doorway.

“Aw, did you miss me?” she asks, using her body weight to push the door open, pushing you with it. She lets herself inside, already looking around your living room.

“C’mon, Abby. What do you need? You want to call us off for a week and show up at my house without letting me know?” You say as you close the door, following her into your living room. You instantly regret letting this woman back into your home again. The smell of her pine body wash, the sandalwood perfume she wore, and the warmth she emitted from her was enough to open your arms(or your legs) to her again.

“The thing is..” Abby starts, but as she sits on the couch, a sly smirk creeps on her face. You bite your bottom lip, aware of the effect Abby has on you, so if she smiles, you can’t help but smile.

“Take it off,” Abby says, making herself comfortable by spreading her legs, seeing how her shorts ride up and can get a peek of her baby blue spandex shorts. You feel your face warm up, trying to keep your eyes above her waist.

“E-excuse me?” was all you could say as you stared at her in disbelief. 

She raises her eyebrows. “That hoodie,” she says, pointing to the exact hoodie you had on. “I came to get it back with a few of my other things.”

Shit.

“Look, I'm sorry,” sighing to mostly yourself. Abby reminded you that she wanted her stuff back, and because of the sudden disconnect between you two, you didn’t have the time. You took a moment to look around you, seeing if there were any remnants of her presence still lingering in your home. “I haven't done any laundry and just grabbed whatever was in my hamper. Tomorrow, I'll have a look around.”

Abby shakes her head with that same stupid smirk on her face. She flips her hair to the side and loosens the neck of her hoodie collar Was she hot..?

“No. I want you to take it off. Right now,” She says in that tone that you're familiar with. A deep, dulcet, yet desperate. 

You feel this fluttering hurt in your stomach, the good kind. You haven’t slept with anyone since Abby, and she looks like she needs you…

Fuck it.

You grab the bottom of the hoodie, lifting it and revealing your naked top half. Your skin litters with goosebumps, feeling the slight chill air around you, but the warm liquid swimming in your belly is another thing. You see the light pink blush painting Abby’s cheeks as you toss the hoodie. Fuck she’s so cute. Abby catches it but tosses the hoodie to the side and yanks your hand as you fall on top of her. 

“Abby!” you let out a small yelp as she melts her lips to yours. The way Abby was kissing you was enough to tell you that this girl was needy. Hertongue finds yours, teeth clashing, letting out small, quiet moans and whines as her grip on your arm tightens. You break the kiss, taking a good look at her glossy lips, her eyes drooped with arousal, and how her hair is already mused.

“And you said that I missed you? Look at you, poor baby.” You whisper in the space between the two of you, letting your lips linger but not enough for the needy girl below you to get another taste. 

Abby’s eyes widen for a second, opening her mouth to say something but closing it with a flustered face.

“You missed me so much,” You say as your hand creeps up on the muscular thigh, so close to where she needs you. She shifts, wanting to get you between her legs, but you’re already one step ahead of her. You move your knee, having good pressure against Abby that has her slightly bucking her eager hips. “That you came over to get a stupid sweater?”

Abby’s eyebrows furrow, and she shakes her head. This cute, puzzled look on her face makes you want to bury her in kisses, but you’re supposed to be mad at her. You lean back into her lips, biting, sucking, anything that works her up. Abby is putty below you. She lets out these moans that you’ve never heard before, high-pitched mewls that make you bite her lip harder. Your hand creeps up her thigh, up into the crewneck, and you are met with her bare, sensitive chest, rising and falling rapidly  You smile into the kiss, not wanting to embarrass her even more for coming over prepared. You grope her chest, fondling with the fat that lay there and playing with the pebbling nipple. Abby breaks the kiss, inhaling sharply.

“Ah- please.” She gasps, bucking her hips again. This was a completely different side of her. Abby has received from you, and she is pretty vocal in bed, but this fucking submissive? It makes you want to deprive her for weeks on end. You break the kiss, hurridly helping Abby take off her crewneck and attaching your mouth to her boob. Circling your tongue around the rose-colored nipple has Abby holding her breath. After a few minutes of playing with her chest, you trail kisses down to the navel. You didn’t even have to ask, as Abby was quick to slip her shorts off, tossing them somewhere in the living room.

“Mmm, needy, aren’t we?” looking into her eyes as you mutter against her hip bone, skin almost feverish to how warm she was. Abby rolls her eyes, the sass still somehow in her.

“Fuck yes, ok? Please, baby,” Abby whines, throwing her head back onto the couch armrest. She reveals her neck, sweat droplets cascade slowly, accentuating the veins that played there. Fingers are dancing up her leg, in between where you see how desperate her cunt is. Glistening, soft pink flesh and her musk have you blacking out slightly. 

“I want you to look at me, Abby.” You said, patting her thigh to grab her attention as you met with her eyes. It’s as if she was god himself. Her fucked out expression made you clench around nothing.

“Good girl” was the last thing you said as you stuck your tongue out and licked a fat stripe of her pussy. Abby can't help but close her eyes, too overwhelmed by your teasing tongue. 

“Nuh uh, look at me. I want you to watch, baby,” putting your tongue away, smoothing her shaking thighs over with your hands. She nods eagerly, raking her hair out of her face. You bite back a smile before diving in again. Spreading her open with your mouth, Abby was so wet. Slick coating your chin, you move your hand over to pull back her clit to kiss it. Moans strung out from the blonde above, not caring how loud she was getting. She grabs your hair and makes a satisfying pull to your scalp that has you groaning into her cunt. You alternate between sucking, licking, sucking, licking. Your head is spinning as you prop yourself on your elbows, applying the pressure of two fingers dancing on her clit, your jaw feeling sore. Smiling at the cute, blissed-out expression on Abby’s face makes you want to be between her legs all night. 

“Are you close?” you ask, voice hoarse after not speaking for the last 3 minutes. Abby doesn't dare to open her eyes, knowing that if she makes eye contact with you, she’ll come too fast. She nods, eyebrows furrowed as she nibbles on her swollen bottom lip from the constant biting she does. You allow it this time, allowing Abby to take in the euphoric blooming in her stomach. You really shouldn’t, wishing you had prolonged her orgasm as a punishment for ghosting you and making you suffer every night. 

“Come for me, baby, yeah? Show me how bad you want this” Famous last words before you attached your mouth back onto her clit, switching your finger to easily slip into her. Pumping your index finger in a “come hither” motion, feeling her clench around you. 

“Fuck fuck, please, I’m coming. K-keep-ah-doing that,” She hisses as her body seizes, fingers gripping so good in your scalp. Strong thighs clamp around your head as you lazily lick at her rosy clit with a grin.

Who knew Abby could be so fucking needy?

a/n: heyyyyyyy, sorry i was on hiatus for a while. i suddenly got the motivation to write, so do what you will with this

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tired and needy abby who loves nothing more than being curled up against your side. your lips pressed against her forehead every few minutes with your fingers threading through her hair, nails scratching lightly at her scalp, in a way you know she loves, and knows that it calms her down and relaxes every muscle in her body. she never really focuses on the movies you, or she decides to pick every night. it’s usually the same outcome either way, she focuses on you, loves the feeling of you being so close to her, mumbling quietly into the skin of her forehead. she can’t ever sleep when you aren’t home, and if you are but are in a completely different room? abby’s looking everywhere to find you, simply drags you to your shared bedroom and has you cuddle her to sleep. abby loves to listen to the sound of your heartbeat, melts at the sweet nothings you tell her, and becomes shy at your whispered ‘i love you’s’. tired and needy abby who falls asleep in your arms, like each night, gripping onto your sleep shirt and never wanting to let you go.

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holy shit yeah

thinking about abby finding out she loves having her hair pulled when you playfully tug on her braid after she made fun of you.

the slight stinging sensation on her scalp feels nice, but what really gets her is the gesture itself. the way her head goes flying back, your hand firmly fisting her blonde hair, the eye contact you maintain with her during it all. she's can't help but think about what would happen if you tugged a little harder, if you didn't let go, if you fucked her from behind while holding onto her braid like a leash. her face embarrassingly heats up at her own lewd fantasy, and she's forced to avert her blue eyes from you and hide her now flushed cheeks.

[zdsfv]

"people are allowed to dislike abby" how about i fucking kill you how about that...