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𝑨𝒃𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 2 (a long awaited fic filled with smut)
A/N: There’s a bit of plot so I’m sorry to those who aren’t big readers but I promise it will be worth it 🙏
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Warnings: Cunnilingus: (A Receiving) Face riding (receiving) Fingering (receiving) Choking, praise and degradation, n!pple stuff, scissoring, str@p on, vibrator, spitting, squirting, face fucking (w strap), restraints
You and Janine had travelled as far out of WLF territory as you could, hiding out in an old pub. You had bolted every door using some tools and supplies you had found. Janine was recovering well, but the drugs would have her passed out for hours and it was too risky carrying her as you might need to use stealth or your weapon.
You held her hand and watched over her as she rested. The two of you would need food soon and your people would be worried soon.
***
Abby couldn’t stop thinking about the interaction she had with you. The fact you had slipped in and out of WLF bases, something Abby hadn’t even thought possible with the numbers, was something she couldn’t deny impressed her. You were beautiful too, which Abby was sure the others would blame her sympathy on.
“Can’t believe you let that girl go.” One of the soldiers complained. “Isaac will be-“
“Breathe a word of it to Isaac and see what happens.” Abby threatens, irritated by everyone by now. They make a hum of agreement, respecting Abbys judgement.
“Let’s bring this stuff back to Isaac”
***
The next day you and Janine were almost out. The two of you were taking down clickers and all kinds of infected and moving efficiently. That was till what was left of her arm got infected. She lay there, barely conscious when a bunch of Seraphites rolled through the area, looking for ‘sinners.’
“We have to go back to the hospital.” You tell her, shaking her awake. “Fuck..fuck I’m not a fucking doctor I…I don’t know how much I was meant to give you or…or where…fuck, fuck!” You exclaim. She smiles, her eyes barely open.
“Just leave me.”
“Fuck you.” You say, tears threatening to pool in your eyes. “I’m not leaving you. We’ll go back.”
“WLFS are all over, they won’t be as lenient as our blonde little hero from before.” You sigh. You know she’s right. The WLFS are some of the most trigger happy soldiers you had come across, but as long as you could slip in and take the medicine, all she had to do was leave with it, your fate didn’t matter. It never did.
“Wait here.”
***
Abby has been sitting (rather impatiently) in one of the wagons for some time now. She rolls her eyes when she realises it was Manny their driver had been waiting on.
“What are you doing Manny? You went on an assignment yesterday.”
“So did you.” He rebuts quickly. Abby sighs.
“It’s just a simple exchange. We’re securing the last of the hospital supplies, Carter and I have it-“
“There’s talk of triple the numbers of scars, Abs. I’m happy to help, just let me.”
“Fine. But only cause I’ve wasted enough time waiting for you.” She says with a smile. Manny smirks widely.
“I knew I’d convince you.”
They ride in silence for a while and Abby replays your interaction in her mind. The way your pretty eyes looked back at her so fucking gratefully. The way you were so determined to help your friend, even at the mercy of a group of armed soldiers.
“What is it?” Manny questions, noting her silence. She shakes her head dismissively.
“No, nothing just… nothing.” He doesn’t say anything further, but his eyes say it all, eventually drawing the info out of her like he always managed to do.
“Just, met someone that’s all.” Manny’s eyes light up and she’s immediately shaking her head.
“Not…like that. An enemy of sorts. She wasn’t one of us.”
“Oh…so she’s-“
“No.” Abby clears her throat. “She’s not uh, dead.” A smirk comes across Manny’s lip and Abby glares at him warningly.
“Don’t you dare.”
“Was she hot?”
“Fuck off.”
“Well why did you spare her?”
“I don’t know! Just- just drop it.”
“Alright. Alright.” He puts up his hands in surrender. “But she was definitely hot.”
°°°
Abby, Manny and Carter had returned with remaining supplies and were travelling out of the hospital when they heard their walkie talkie activate.
“We have reports of scars all over the hospital perimeter.” The voice over the walkie-talkie warned. Abby and Manny exchange looks.
“We’ll have to reroute.” Manny decides. Abby nods.
“Agreed.”
°°°
So…the hospital was a no go and the WLF base was even less plausible. Your own base was too far and the other areas had too many infected for one person to clear. Your only chance was the wagon. You sighted one wagon straying off route, but you didn’t want to kill three people who weren’t even attacking you. You would find a way to stop the wagon without hurting them.
°°°
You had armed a mild explosive on the trucks path. It caused two of the wheels to flatten, causing a harsh stop.
Amidst the chaos, you creep behind the truck and take one dump the contents of one of the containers in your bag and bolt for the trees.
“Okay…we’re not that far, we’re gonna have to walk, let’s just grab the supplies.” Abby instructs, walking behind the boot of the car. She freezes, looking at Manny wide eyed.
“Uh, didn’t we have 2?” She asks. Manny walks over and sees only one of the crates.
“Fuck. How is that possible? We haven’t even been anywhere!”
“Must have been when we were stopped. They must be close.”
“Scars?”
“Nah. Nah they would have killed us.”
“Well who, then?” He asks, and thats when a familiar flush reaches Abbys cheeks.
“Maybe that same girl?” She asks, kicking the dirt slightly in an effort to look away.
“Why would sh-“
“I’ll be right back.” Are the last words Abby says before sprinting into the woods after you.
You, on the other hand, head to where your friend was lying in the grass.
“Still with me Janine?” You plea, opening the box of supplies. She gives you a faint grunt.
“Here. Antibodics, rubbing alcohol, some bandages um…” You hear a snap on the ground behind you and quickly turn, only to realise you are in the scopes of a very familiar, very intimidating soldier. You clear your throat.
“…Hi-“
“I let you both live and this is how you repay me??” She questions, hitting you with the back of the scope. You put your arms up in surrender.
“Were the last supplies not good enough for you hm? Had to go steal from me directly? What’s next, gonna take the clothes off our backs too? Our weapons.”
“No, Abby, it…” Her eyes widen at the use of her name and heat rises to your cheeks.
“It is..Abby right?” She nods slowly.
“But we’re not on first name basis.” She rolls her eyes at your blank expression.
“It’s Anderson. Abby Anderson.”
“Fine, well do you think I wanted to go back, miss ‘Anderson?’ Look at the state of her.”
Abbys cold demeanour subsided and replaced itself with a sympathetic gaze. She sighs.
“You were meant to use the rubbing alcohol first, and the antibiodics go in the arm, not the direct wound. Then you bandage in strips..” You smile softly at her.
“Are you a doctor, miss Anderson?”
“Stop calling me that.”
“You said no first names-“
“Well-“ Abby couldn’t deny the way her name, any version of it, messed with her head when it was your lips that said it. ‘Miss Anderson’ also brought an unusual sensation in a place Abby certainly couldn’t afford to be experiencing it.
“Just…don’t call me that either.”
“Fine, Abigail?”
“Fine.” She answers back, faster than a bullet.
“Will you help her?” Abby laughs at your question. She looked so pretty when she smiled. The sound was beautiful too, even in mocking.
“The nerve to ask for my fucking help after I defended you, only for you to go and steal from me again.”
“I had to look out for my friend. Once I know she’s got a shot, you cn take me away from here, or shoot me. You can do anything you want.
“You are so fucking irritating. Give me the shit, but you’ll be repaying me for it.”
“Deal.” You agreed happily. She went to work on your friend, effortlessly bandaging and applying different things.
“She’ll be alright now, but she can’t be in contact with dirt or water on her arm. Plenty of rest will be ideal too for faster healing.
“Thank you Abby- I mean Abigail.” Abby flushes hard, looking away.
“Whatever.” A chorus of snarls and distant clicks sounded and you look at Abby with genuine fear this time.
“I’ll take her, you know how to shoot right?”
“Yes.” You reply simply, grabbing your gun from where you had holstered it. “But stealth is a better idea, we don’t want to draw more of them.” She glares at your suggestion.
“Fucking stealth? Where would we even go?”
“I saw an opening to a sort of cave back there, next to an old bakery.
“Good. Let’s fucking move it.”
***
And that’s how you got where you were now. The door, (or door adjacent) was secure, your friend was asleep on a thin blanket and you and Abby were sitting on a couch.
“Guess this was someones hideout before infected started coming in from the town.” Abby said, rolling her shoulders back when she removes her backpack. You nod.
“Sorry for separating you from your friends.” You say hesitantly. She lets out an exasperated sigh.
“It’s fine.” You look at her shocked and she elaborates.
“We were right near the base, my friends will take the supplies back and then get some more men to come after me. Knowing Manny though, he’ll probably be searching for me himself the idiot.”
“He clearly cares about you.” You utter, cracking your fingers and adjusting into the couch more comfortably. She nods.
“Your friend is lucky to have you too. I don’t think I have anyone I’d sneak across scar and infected territory for.” You shrugged.
“That’s surprising. I thought maybe you had a boyfriend you’d risk it all for.”
“I don’t have a boyfriend.” She explains. The silence makes you worry you have made it awkward before she adds. “Or girlfriend.”
Suddenly the room feels 100 degrees hotter, particularly a place in between your legs as you watch the way her long braid adds to her pretty facial features, her voice making her that much more angelic. More than that, though, her abs made her look like a statue chiseled from stone, a work of art by the selfish gods who brought this situation on in the first place.
“I still need to repay you…” You add cautiously, moving slightly closer to her. Her eyes look into one of your own, then down to your lips, then the other eye.
“What do you propose?”
°°°
When you had said you would do anything, you hadn’t expected to be on your knees for Abby, a possessive and notably larger hand pushing your head onto her clit so that you’re practically drowning in her pussy. When she finally grabs your head, pulling you up for a deep breath, you managed a choked
“Taste s’good….” Before shes burying you in herself again. A mixture of need, desperation and want driving her. She knows your beautiful, she knows she wants you, but its her body that’s yearning for it, and the way Abby is practically talking to her cunt as you eat it tells you everything you need to know.
“Come on, comeoncomeoncomeonfuck” She cries, thrusting into your face. She cums harshly, her slick leaking into your mouth as you continue sucking her dry. “Good, Abs?” You question, taking deep breaths. She smiles. “Hm. Take off your shirt.”
“Abby Janine is-“
“Janine is fast asleep and I have had enough of your smart mouth for one day. Show me your pretty fucking tits.”
“Yes Abby.” Are the words you’re less than proud of as they slip out of your mouth like butter. You take off the shirt, and she smiles widely at the view.
“Good girl. The bra now too.” When you unclip your bra, she doesn’t even take a moment to look at your now exposed chest as her lips are sucking on your sensitive nipples.
“Ah- fuck Abby what are- mmph” You moan as she nibbles ever so slightly. She pulls away and just looks at you for a bit, as if trying to take a photo of you with her eyes. Remembering every feature.
“Such a fucking slut for me. Moaning before I even touch you.” You blush at her words, knowing she’s right.
“You’re such a pretty fucking thing. We don’t get pretty sluts like you where I’m stationed.” She says, grabbing you by the hips and returning your tits to her face. She sucks in between your tits, leaving a dark mark there after sucking for a long time. Then, she does the same to your neck.
“Abby that’ll mark-“ You begin to argue, and she shuts up your complaint by stuffing her index and middle finger into your mouth. For some reason, that was the hottest thing you had experienced, which had you questions many things about yourself.
“What have I told you about that mouth hmm?” She teases. “Fucking bitch.” She pulls your mouth open with those same fingers and spits into your mouth. This simple act gets your so horny it’s practically dripping down your legs, but you try to contain any inch of your self respect that remains. Then, with no warning, she puts those same, saliva-coated fingers into your underwear, teasing you by occasionally pressing down on your clit but mostly just going down and up.
“Please…” She ignores, you, gathering the slick that pooled down to your thighs.
Finally, she gives in, rubbing tight circles over your eager clit. You let out a loud moan and quickly check to see if Janine heard that, but thankfully she was still out cold. The rubbing continued, nearing you dangerously close to the edge.
“F…fuck~” She smiles confidently at your words.
“I know baby.” Now she’s curling her fingers inside you, hitting the gummy walls of your G-spot and making you hum out in ecstasy.
“Gonna…” You moan so beautifully Abby can’t stop smiling. “Gonna cum-“
“Don’t tell me…show me.” Your body immediately obeys her as your warm cum soaks her fingers.
“F…fuck” You whimper, eyes shut tight. She smirks.
“You’re a squirter?” She questions quietly. You flush hard.
“Sometimes. When I haven’t….in a while.”
“Well consider me flattered.” Abby teases. “Pass me my bag.” You do as she says, heaving over her heavy backpack and placing it in her large hand. She opens it up and unzips an inside pocket, picking out an unusual shaped pink vibrator. You laugh when you see it.
“Now why would you bring a vibrator on patrol?” You ask in between laughs. She smiles in response.
“I have a roommate. Don’t want him finding or even worse using my shit on one of the many girls he brings over.”
“Ew…Would he do that?”
“I mean I would hope not but there’s part of me that wouldn’t be surprised.” She says, laughing now too.
“So gross.”
“Here, let me put this in you.” She says, spitting on the vibrator.
“This part goes inside.” She explains, pointing at a long, thin section. “And this part goes on your clit.” She adds, pointing at a small circular section.
You nod, looking back at Janine again.
“Never been fucked with my friend in the room before.” You mumble. She chuckles softly.
“But that’s where all the thrill comes from. Put it in, that’s the way.” She says, enjoying the view of the pretty pink vibrator disappearing into your tight hole. She turns it on to the highest setting, then adds the circular part to your still very sensitive clit.
“Wow…good girl. That’s my good fuckin slut hm? Takin it so soon after I made you cum so hard like a fucking sex toy hm?”
You moan, squeezing your thighs together at the vibrating sensation.
She puts her hand over your neck, not squeezing yet. The possessive feeling of this makes you moan harder, well, that and the feeling of your clit and g-spot being stimulated at the same time.
“Gonna squeeze, you okay with that?” She questions, her voice surprisingly gentle.
“Pl..ease” You moan, eyes going crazy at the feeling of the vibrator.
“If it’s too much just tap anywhere on my body twice m’kay?”
“It’s not going to be too much.” Your reply quickly. She laughs.
“Such a fucking overconfident slut.” She says, squeezing as she says this.
You’re already close again, the overstimulation hurting just enough to feel fucking amazing. Abby squeezes slightly harder when she notices the pleasure in your eyes and now you’re releasing said pleasure all over the vibrator. Abby smiles, reaching into you and pulling it out, turning it off.
“How’d you like that?” She asks, and you’re still catching your breath, seeing fucking colours behind your eyelids at this point.
“S…s’good.” You breathe. She nods, pouting sarcastically.
“Mmm…seems like you’ve mostly been having all the fun, which is ironic since you’re the one who owes me.” She announces. You look at her wide eyes, waiting for whatever she’d suggest next.
“Come here.” Abby demands, though her words are pointless as she’s gripping onto your bare waist and pulling you into her. Abby sheds any extra layers of clothes she had on, allowing you to gape at her bare figure for a moment, particularly her soaking pussy, all pretty and ready for you. She lifts your legs carefully, lining your clits together. You gasp at the contact, immediately craving the friction she was yet to give you.
“Ever done this before?” She questions. You just gaze at her wide eyed, practically giving her your answer for her.
“Put your arms on either side like this, then rock your hips in a circular motion till that pretty, desperate fucking clit of yours feel good mkay?” You nod, still gaping. She smiles at you, then starts moving her hips, setting the pace. You follow her lead, having trouble adjusting to the new sensation at first but then almost fucking melting when you do.
“F…fuck…Abb-“
“You feel that?” She questions, moving a little faster and moaning with you. You nod enthusiastically.
“Yes. Yesyesfuck.” Abby would laugh if she wasn’t already indulged in her own pleasure, both of you nearing your orgasm with every roll of your hips. The sound of your wet cunts moving together, the feeling of how fucking warm it was was something you couldn’t even dream of, and yet here you were.
“Gonna cum.”
“I know baby…me too, cum with me baby.”
“Fuck…Abs- mphhh.” You shut your eyes tightly, coming undone on her and dripping down her thighs. Abbys expression is very satisfied and she gives you a moment to recover and revel in the feeling. But only a moment.
“I have one other thing in my bag. Want to see?”
“Abby…” You say, already feeling so fucked out. She just smiles.
“There’s no getting out of this.” She says, reaching into the back and grabbing out a long black strap.
“W…you’re gonna put that in me?” She laughs, nodding.
“Don’t worry, we’ll take it slow. Well- perhaps not for long, but it won’t hurt, trust me.” You nod hesitantly.
“Here, our safe word will be ruby, okay?” You nod, giving her a comforting smile. “Ok.”
She attaches the strap to her waist.
“Okay baby, open your mouth, I’m gonna very gently fuck your face okay? Is that okay?” You look at the large strap, then back at Abbys beautiful fucking face. That face was dangerous. It could get you to do anything.
“Okay.”
“Tap twice remember?”
“I’m gonna be fine.” You say, and she nods, putting the tip of it into your pretty mouth.
“Mmm wow you look pretty like this. Gonna push more okay, deep breaths.” She instructs, pushing your head down further onto her cock.
“Mmm fuck you’re making me horny as a mother fucker right now. Just a little more you can take it. It’s okay if you gag, just 2 taps mmm?’ You nod, taking a deep breath and pushing almost the whole thing into your mouth. She gasps.
“Fuck, can’t take this any longer, lie the fuck down. Need to fuck you.” She tells you as the pulls your legs apart. She grabs her belt off the floor.
“Can I ask you something?” Your curiosity is peaked at her words, just as your fear is when you see her with the belt. Fear and thrill perhaps, who could tell?
“Sure.” You say, thought your voice was anything but sure. Abby laughs.
“Can I tie your feet together with this?” You let out a sigh of relief.
“Jesus. I thought you were gonna beat me up”
“Really? Wow…”
“What I mean look at the size of your arms!”
“I’ll have you know I built this muscle by working out. At a gym. Like a normal person.”
“Well how was I to know?” You say, laughing back now too. “And yes…you can.” She nods, binding your feet with the belt so your legs are stuck in a butterfly position.
“Mmm, I like this, nice and spread.” Abby remarks. She then lines herself up with your pussy, inching the tip into you and grunting when she feels how tight you are.
“Don’t get fucked often?” She questions, and it’s more of a thought than a direct question, but you answer regardless.
“Not too many fish in the sea when half the ocean is your enemy.”
“Touche.” She says, pushing more in and getting a satisfied gasp from you.
“What about her?”
“Who Janine? She’s like my siste- fuckthatfeelsgood.” Abby laughs at your answer.
“Wish you were a WLF. Stealthy, pretty, we’d get a lot done with you.” Abby rambles. You smile.
“I’m flattered.” She has the whole thing in you now, it stings a little but in the best way. The look in her eyes is asking your permission, which you respond with an eager nod and suddenly Abby is moving up and down. She fucks hard. Just like you imagined she would when you first saw her, and fuck if it wasn’t the best thing you had felt you weren’t sure what was.
“F…faster~”
“Uh-uh, no, you don’t get to demand stuff from me beautiful.” She says, gripping your throat.
“Once I start going fast you’re gonna beg me to slow down, but I’m not fucking going to, so for now be fucking grateful and take everything I give you, hm?” You nod, already feeling amazing with your neck being squeezed how you loved. And then, just like promised, Abby starts moving faster…and faster…until you’re crying out and your heads rolling back in pleasure.
“F…fuckohmygod.”
“Mmm…what did I tell my girl hm?”
“Fuck, Abby-“
“Fucking take it.” Becomes a repetitive sentence as you near another one of your countless orgasms. Finally, after she’s stretched you out and fucked you in ways you hadn’t imagined you’d ever experience in your life, she eases you off her soaked strap.
“H…happy now?” You breathe out, still clinging onto her back like a fucking koala. She smiles.
“Almost. Sit on my face and your debt will officially be repayed.”
“Oh my- Abby I’ve finished like 6 times or-“
“7.” Abby corrects. “And I don’t fucking care. I want you to ride my face like you fucking mean it. Hold onto the back of the couch for balance if you want, but you and your friend aint leaving till I taste you.” Your face flushes crimson. “Alright.” You eventually say.
And there you were, riding Abbys adorable little nose bump like it was a seat and bucking your cunt in and out of her mouth. She squeezes your thighs tightly and you’re so fucked out that when you cum, you squirt all over her face. When you remove yourself from her, your slick is dripping down her chin and her mouth and Abby is left with the most beautiful expression you’d ever seen. You blush, cleaning off her face with your hands as best you could. She smiles approvingly.
“My cute girl, cleaning off her mess for me.” Even your ears are red at this point. You quickly put your clothes back on and she pouts when you put the bra back.
“No…let me suck them again.”
“Abby they’re already bruised from-“ You know by now that complaining makes no difference. Plus, when someone makes you feel that good, there’s no point in arguing anyway. You unclip the bra again, revealing your perky tits once more. She smiles widely, taking them both into your mouth and sucking. When she’s finally satisfied, you both put back any removed clothes and sit next to each other on the couch.
“Well…this was fun.” Abby says with a smile, putting her stuff back in her bag. You nod in agreement.
“I…would have to agree. And thank you, for Janine.”
“Sure. What’s one less med kit?”
“Thanks.”
“If you ever feel like doing stupid shit like this again, I’ll mark the routes I take on my map, maybe we can meet somewhere.” Abby says, and your eyes and face lights up. She laughs.
“Miss me already?” You shake your head defensively.
“Course not.” You reply, handing her a map and pen. She circles a few areas.
“The building next to the library over here, the coffee shop over there, this restaurant, and this apartment are all off route, we can meet there sometime, I do assignments pretty much all week. You seem to have a thing for scouting, I’m sure you’ll find me well enough.” You nod.
“Bye Miss Anderson.”
“What have I told you about calling me that?”
“What are you going to do about it?” You reply with a smirk.
“Dominant Abby’ “Needy Abby” How about Dom Abby who goes fucking insane for you? An Abby who needs to Dom you so bad that you have her whimpering on her knees below you.
A/N: First fic where I don’t yap on with plot for 10 minutes first. Eat well my friends.
Warnings: Fingering (receiving) Oral, (receiving) (strap on) rough Abby, needy Abby, rough sex, brief mention of pain + breeding kinks, Minors DNI
Your eyes flicker from the page you were reading to the doorframe at the entrance of the room. You see Abby and smile brightly, feeling more comforted already by her presence.
“Hiya.” You say, putting the page down and returning to the ground from the bench you had been sitting on. Abby’s eyes darken, her eyes moving down your body real slow and not returning to meet your eyes. She doesn’t say anything and the silence is filled only by the click of the lock at the door.
“What are-“ You’re interrupted by Abby stalking up to you and kissing you deeply, moaning into it. You pull away, shocked.
“Need you baby…” The words come out muffled as she practically speaks into your neck, sucking it and making you let out an unexpected gasp.
“Didn’t you tell Manny you’d meet him in- mmm” You moan into yet another, breath stealing kiss. Wide eyed, you watch as she gets on her knees in front of you.
“Need to eat you out….need to make you feel good please.” Face flushed, you nervously spread your legs and she smiles brightly.
“Can I?” Abby questions. You nod. “Yes.” There was no other way to describe Abby’s actions other than her diving head first into your cunt, tongue going 100 kms an hour over your clit. You gasp, gripping her hair and instinctively bucking your hips into her mouth.
She tastes you so eagerly, holding your thighs and digging her nails in a little. It was both pleasant and a little amusing when she got like this. At first Abby was highly against being rough in any way. “Your skins so soft…you’re so much smaller than me I-“ she used to babble, but now that she’s learnt how an eager grab or a few too many merciless thrusts turned you on more than anything, she doesn’t hold back hardly as much as she used to.
“Cl-close Abby.” You moan out, still a little confused at how fast this situation came about. She moans into you, as if urging you to finish all over her. Your body didn’t need much convincing though, as you could feel your stomach tighten in knots, your legs clamping around her and thighs shaking as you cum hard. She eases up her licking but doesn’t move, allowing you to ride out your high (and her face) as much as you needed.
She eases away from you, putting you in a comfortable position on the bench.
“That was…unexpected.” You say, still noticeably lightheaded. She tilts her head, eyes lingering across various parts of your body hungrily.
“Take the rest off.” She commands, her voice low. You comply, beginning to remove your top. Abby shakes her head.
“Not like that. Slow.” She says, walking over to where she had carelessly chucked her bag and pulling out a familiar…accessory. You had wondered where she even had the time to get that, or whether she had brought the strap with her all the way to and from patrol just to save her the walk to her dorm and back. You didn’t want to ask her about it though. She wasn’t in a talking mood, if the simple worded sentences were any indication.
You take off your bra and Abby tilts her head back, eyes shut tight as she tries to contain her excitement and arousal.
“Fuck.” Is all Abby manages once she finally opens her eyes again. “Gorgeous.”
You step towards her and her large hands are immediately all over you as she leverages your body effortlessly, holding you up against the wall by your thighs. You laugh at the action.
“Good thing you never skip arm day, huh Abigail?” You tease. She can’t help but smile back this time.
“‘Arm day’ huh?” She mocks. You shrug.
“I don’t know what it’s called…” You try to defend, but at this point she isn’t really listening as her fingers are moving through your folds.
“Mmm…y’feel wet enough to me my love…can I fuck you or y’need something else first?” She asks. You shake your head.
“Just put it in me…please…” You sigh out, and the relief on her face is precious. You can tell…or more…feel how bad Abby wanted this. And so, in the gentlest way known to man, Abby softly guides the strap into you, shoving more and more when she sees how good you take it.
“M’ not gonna move yet…I’ll let you adjust to the feeling of my cock inside you before I….” She hesitates, knowing the rest of the sentence should be ‘fuck you till your screaming.’ “You know.” She decides to say instead. You nod, moving your hips around it slightly for comfort. You nod again, allowing her to continue.
“Alright, you remember the safe word?” You laugh at the question, but her face remains quite serious.
“Yes Abby, I remember the safe word from the past 100 times we’ve had sex this week-“
“I’m being serious.”
“As am I.” You say, and she just sighs. “I’m gonna be rough.” She explains. You smile reassuringly at her.
“Good.”
And with that, she starts slamming up into you, enjoying watching your body get pushed up the wall with each thrust. Still holding you quite well with one hand, Abby pins the other above your head, gripping it tightly.
“Mine.” She says, and you almost don’t hear it.
“Wh…at?” You question, your voice straining with all the movement. She sighs, embarrassed.
“Abb…mmpph…”
“Some. guy.” Abby starts to explain, still fucking you so perfectly. “Talked about you in a way I won’t dignify with words. Wanted to fuck…mmph..” Abby’s still holding you tight. You smile at her. “M’ yours Abs…I’m all….fucking yours….ohfuck….”
Abby’s moving so hard and fast, pushing up into you in all the right fucking ways.
“You’re my fucking plaything. Can do anything I want to this pretty pussy whenever I want right?”
“Yes Abby.” You tell her, and she digs her nails into your thighs harder, making you moan.
“I fucking love you. Love fucking you too.” Abby continues to say. The sounds of your bodies connecting is so loud, you’re worried other people nearby can hear, but Abby hasn’t cared before and certainly won’t begin to care now.
“Gonna give you my kid…make sure you’re nice and fucking bred by the time I’m done with you.”And there it was. The breeding thing Abby liked to never fucking talk about. Always in denial she was into this kind of thing until she had you like this. Quite literally in a position where you were unable to ask questions.
“Take it…fucking take- mmm…” Abby moans, her voice sounding more high pitched and desperate as she got closer. You weren’t far off either, a few more praises or degradations would have sent you off the edge, you were certain of that.
“Such a good. fucking. girl.” And with that, your eyes shut tightly as you claw into the skin of Abby’s back under her shirt. She leans down to kiss you and you’re moaning into each other for what feels like eons.
She finally lets you down, removing the soaked strap.
“We’re um…probably gonna have to clean that.” Abby remarks, causing you both to laugh.
“You don’t think anyone heard us do you?” You ask her, and she puts her large palms on either side of your face.
“My pretty girl….probably.” She confesses, and you hit her playfully.
“You suck at comforting people you know that?” She tilts her head, leaning into your ear.
“Oh you don’t really believe that, do you?”