Shy Abby

Sub Abby ;)

VERY needy Abby for ya'll.

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Abby’s fear of heights was no secret to the other WLFS. Why should it be? It’s not like she was ashamed anyway, everyone’s afraid of something. When Abby’s childhood friend comforts Abby enough to get across a tall beam with a chorus of “you’re doing so good,” and “don’t stop, you’re almost there,” escaping her lips, it made Abby’s stomach turn in a way that wasn’t to do with her fear.

Warnings: Abby in-denial of liking women, oral (giving) very submissive Abby, scissoring, edging, ✨overstimulation✨ fingering, masturbation, hickeys ;)

“It’s…it’s too high.” Abby breathed out as she clasped onto the rail. Narrow was an understatement describing the minuscule path over the broken bridge. There was no other way, with seraphites waiting to ambush you and the others at the only other exit. It was this way or…

Abby peered down at the ground, so far that the truck beneath them was like a little dot on the ground.

That way. 

“Hey…” You say, softly, walking over to her and planting a comforting hand on her cheek. She seemed to settle at the warmth of it, only a little. 

“You can do this Abs.” You reassure her. She looks back down and you shake your head.

“Don’t. I’ll go in front of you, just keep your eyes on me.”

“I- Oh fuck….” She exclaims, shutting her eyes and breathing heavily. You hold her hand for a few seconds before letting it go and  starting to walk ahead.

“You’ve got this, come on.”

She watches as you walk effortlessly over the stretch of land. Hesitantly, she follows.

“That’s it Abs, you’re doing so good.” Abby feels herself flush at this. 

“I’m….afraid.” She admits. You stop and look back at her.

“You’re almost there Abby, look how far you’ve gotten! You’re so good okay?”

“Okay…” She says, following you again. She feels slightly more relaxed now, at least until she spots a long wooden beam.

“No….I can’t, I can’t.”

“Hold onto me.” You say, stepping cautiously backwards on the beam, taking in a deep breath to disclose your own fear. Your fear felt irrelevant, this was so much worse for her, and she was all you cared about. 

Abby reaches out and holds your hand.

“Good girl, just keep your eyes on me, one foot in front of the other.” You explain. Abby feels her stomach stir at your words. ‘Good girl.’ She thought, and the feeling returned.

‘Good girl.’ She repeated in her head. Same thing. 

Abby takes a step, then another, all the while focussing on your beautiful face. Something to ground her to reality, or at least the beam so she wouldn’t fall off and bring her best friend toppling down with her. 

Then finally, you were at the other side and she pulls you into a big hug. You feel her muscles and just the genuine size of her body. Fuck, it was indescribable, and in this moment in time you would rather be pushed off the beam than be pushed out of this hug. Abby was a physical person, probably the only person you would let touch you, let alone hug. 

“You did so fucking good Abs.” You see her avoid eye contact, the same flush you had noticed earlier returning. You tilt your head in confusion. 

“Was it something I said?” You inquire. She shakes her head.

“Wh- what?” She asks. You shrug.

“Well, I mean you look really nervous.”

“I’m not.”

You take a step narrowly close to her, Abby still not looking you in the eye.

“You made the same face up on the bridge. I thought you were just nervous about falling but, well look at you, you can’t even look at me.”

“I don’t know what you mean.” Abby defends, quietly. You put a hand on her arm, gripping one of her biceps. 

“You’re so strong.” You say in an attempt to test your theory. Abby turns bright red, affirming your theory to be correct.

“You like when I praise you Abs?” You question. She shrugs.

“I don’t know.” You take this opportunity to press your mouth to her ear.

“You did so fucking good back there.” Abby feels her heat grow between her muscular thighs, her first definite indication of what all those stomach summersaults meant. Fuck. But she wasn’t gay. She’s not gay…

“You know, no one knows we’re back here, we should rest up here for a bit.” Abby doesn’t say anything.

“Abby?” 

“What? Oh…yep, yeah let’s rest.” She says, taking a seat against the wall. You sit beside her and she immediately feels her heartbeat quicken.

“How’s things with you and Owen?” You ask. She looks to you, confused.

“Non-existent. He’s with Mel and…well he wasn’t much of a partner, anyway. I’m glad we left it…where we did.” She explains. You nod.

“So you broke up with him then?”

“Well…he didn’t like how I would prioritise training and assignments over him…he suggested that we, um.”

“What a fucking idiot.” Abby laughs simply at the unexpectedness of what you say. “what…?” 

“No it’s just, I’m sure he’s a fine enough man if you dated him but…I’d never leave if I was dating a girl like you.” She feels her heart flutter at this, her breath growing more staggered. 

“You date girls?” She questions. You nod. 

“Don’t you?”

“What? No- no of course not when would I have- I mean I’ve only dated Owen.” Abby blurts out. You smirk slightly. 

“Well…that was a reaction.”

“I’m not- I’m not like homophobic though. I’m um…an ally.” Abby tries. You nod your head.

“An ally, huh? Well thanks for your service then, precious.” Silence lingers on for longer than Abby would like, but what she fills the silence with feels considerably worse.

“What’s it like?” She asks. You let out a short laugh. 

“What…dating girls?” Abby doesn’t say anything, her face heating up.

“Women are more intimidating I find because they have such high respect for themselves and others. Men don’t need much to sleep with you, I flirt with them sometimes for fun but with women it’s so much more intimate. Plus women know what to do with womens bodies…if you know what I mean.” You explain, nonchalantly. 

“I-“ Abby coughs awkwardly. “I see.” 

“What’s it like dating men?”

“Kind of boring. And a lot of responsibility. It’s their ego I think.” Abby says. You nod. 

“Sure.”

“Um…and kissing. Girls, I mean. What’s that like?” You smile, moving a little closer to her.

“Like nothing I could ever describe in words.”

“Why not?” Abby asks, a little upset by your answer. You shrug. 

“I could show you?” Abby’s eyes widen. Show... It feels like her heart is going to fall out of her chest and her stomach from her head or some such thing. Abby wanted to try though, it would be weird to make such a definitive opinion about only dating men if she’s never even tried anything else. And I mean it’s not like she’s gonna have some big revelation and start fucking girls, she knew who she was, this was just for fun. Not that kissing girls is fun, per say, but for thrill. 

“Okay.” Abby says, and you look at her, surprised. You don’t make your astonishment known to her though, you don’t want to scare her off. 

“Come here.” You say with a smile, and she somehow manages to avoid eye contact even to the point of when your lips connect. Her lips are so fucking soft. They’re around the same size as your own and they fit together perfectly, like they were meant to intertwine. You pull away, worried about what Abby thought. 

“Well?” You ask, simply. She doesn’t say anything, looking away kind of embarrassed.

“Hey, there’s nothing to be ashamed about, look I made you do it okay?” 

“No I’m not- I liked it, I think.”

“Really?”

“I mean, it was just a peck, but it was refreshing not having my mouth mushed against Owens scratchy beard.”

“Just a peck?” You ask, more offended than you probably should be. “Did I disappoint you?”

“That’s not what I me-“ You grab her cheeks and pull her into you, kissing her deeply and allowing her tongue to explore your mouth. She moans instinctively into the kiss, feeling the need for it more than she thought she would. 

When you pull away, there’s no light dialogue, no platonic lining to what was clearly sexual tension. Instead, just a lustful stare which you lay upon her body. 

“Too much?” You question, trying to read her expressions. 

“That was….” Abby began, her earlier flush returning with full-force. “Will you do that again?” Your attitude noticeably shifts 

“What do you say?” You tease, your voice low in a way that brought new sensations to the lower parts of Abby’s body. 

“Please.” Abby speaks quickly, not even hesitating. You nod.

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“I can do a lot more than just kiss. You want to know what it’s like with women right?” You question, and she’s still avoiding eye contact. You don’t really need an answer, you could tell from her starring, the way her skin turned red and hot, the way she’d get all flustered. It wasn’t just today either. Often you would go into the gym to bring people water wearing a tank top and admittedly some pretty skimpy shorts. You were told it was then and only then that Abby lost focus in the gym. She’d do less reps than usual, she wouldn’t be watching who she was spotting and she’d chug entire water bottles just to get another one from you. Denial aside, anyone could see Abby was into you clear as day. Well, except Abby you guessed.

“Yes.” Abby admits, looking anxiously between the ground and your body. 

“Show me where Owen’s touched you.” You begin, peeling off her shirt with ease. You put your hand on her neck. 

“Here?” You ask, looking up into her blue eyes. She nods.

“Yea.” She says simply. You drag your finger down to her collar bone. 

“Here?” She nods again and you lower your hands to her breasts. So fucking beautiful, and in a lace white bralet. Not very Abby of her. 

“Here?” You ask, cupping one of her tits over the bra. She shakes her head. You make an audible gasp.

“What? Owen didn’t touch you here?”

“Uh…no, not really.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know….it was more practical.” You laugh at this and she does too, easing some of the embarrassment.

“Practical? How romantic. So there was no…foreplay, talking, edging, nothing?”

“What’s edging?”

“Oh my god.” You remark, wondering how the fuck that excuse for a man ever got to do anything to her. 

“Fucking show me where he touched you.”

“You’re angry?”

“At him, yeah. You’re a woman. Fuck it, you don’t need him anyway, I’ll treat you like one.”

“It wasn’t that bad…” Abby tries as she recalls their rough, silent sex.

“He put his mouth over my neck, his hands on my hips and that’s about it. It was rough, usually from behind, he held my hair too.” She explains. You nod.

“Did he finger you?”

“Not exactly, I mean he didn’t put them in he just kind of…” Abby stopped, feeling embarrassed.

“Abby just relax. It’s just you and me here.”

“Okay…he just kind of played around, it didn’t feel like much.”

“Did he eat, like use his mouth?”

“Oh, no. He said that’s disgusting.” You feel your body about to fucking explore. Your eyes darken.

“Disgusting?” You question, scrambling to unzip her pants. You push them down to her ankles, exposing a black pair of boxers with a noticeable patch of wetness. You weren’t surprised that Abby would be turned on by the weirdest things. Experimenting with her best friend after almost falling to their deaths and being pursued by seraphites, for example. 

“I’m not gay.” She said as you run a delicate finger over her clothed pussy. The patch grew as you did and you just smirk widely. 

“Mmm, okay.” You say, putting your fingers in her boxers. She moans out as you do so. Fuck that was so fucking sexy.

“I haven’t even reached your charm point yet, Abs.” You say, coating your hand in her slick and just running it through her folds, letting the nerves in your fingertips familiarise themselves with her body. You didn’t want to stop until her body was as familiar as your own, and you didn’t plan on it. 

“Is this what he did? Teasing you, giving you some pleasure but not enough, touching what he doesn’t deserve, huh?” You babble before putting your middle finger on her clit and applying pressure. She lets out a gasp.

“What’s that? You want me to move my hands? Do you want me to run circles over your clit until you’re crying out and it’s swollen and pulsing beneath me? Tell me.”

“Yes I want it, stop fucking teasing me.”

“Alright, alright.” You coo, adding a second finger and moving your hand around, looking into her eyes as you do.

“Oh….fuck~” She moans, her voice still deep and composed.

“That’s it, make a nice mess in your boxers for me Abs, you’re doing so good.” She moans even harder.

“FUCK~ Mmphh, fuck-“

“Good girl Abs, you close? You gonna cum soon for me baby?”

“Fuck….fuck I’m so….yes, go faster.”

“Aw, I guess you leave your manners at the door when my hands are in this pretty pussy of yours, huh?”

“Sorry- I’m sorry please…please go fast I’m so close it hurts.” Abby cries. You smile brightly at her and fulfil her request. Who could deny such a pretty fucking girl, moaning and messy for you. Right as she’s about to cum, though, you remove your hand. She quite literally cries out, letting out the most desperate and attractive fucking wine you’ve ever heard. If you could bottle up that sound it would be worth millions, and you wouldn’t sell it for no one. 

“Wh…fuck…why?” She asks. You kiss her deeply, lying her down and crawling over her. 

“Pull the boxers down.” You instruct. She does so, quivering a little when her legs touch.

“Fuck yourself. Don’t stop until I say.” She gives you a startled look.

“Me? It’s embarrassing…”

You start kissing her neck and you suck on it hard. 

“I said I’d kiss you everywhere. Now put your hands in your fucking pussy and fuck yourself for me.” She does as you say, her nervousness vanishing when she felt the pleasure of her teased clit getting stroked the way she likes. You leave another hickey on the other side of her neck, then on her collarbone. 

“Fuck I’m gonna-“

“Stop.” You say, and she groans as she takes her hand out. 

“Why do you keep doing this?” She asks between breaths. You shrug.

“I just want you to feel good in every way possible before you cum.”

“It’s…mean.” You position your head between her thighs, leaving a hickey on her inner thigh.

“Wow, that looks so pretty there.” You remark before sucking on her clit.

“Oh fuck. Fuck, fuck f….mmmm” 

You remove yourself and put in your index finger instead, liking the way it felt in her loosening hole. You add another one, then return to licking her glistening cunt.

“Fuck, please let me come. I get it- you’re….you’re better than Owen, is that what you want to- fuck…mmm, is that what you fucking….ah~ want to hear?” You pull away.

“I’ll let you come Abby, just stay still. Be patient.” She nods and you move your tongue quickly and skilfully over her clit. 

“Fuck….so good I’m gonna….please, please don’t stop.” She calls. And you don’t stop, not even when she orgasms all over face, not when her legs are shaking and you’re holding them down, forcing her onto your face.

“It’s too sensitive please stop.” She says, but she’s gripping your hair into her cunt. She fucking loved it. You don’t relent, not for many minutes. 

“How was that?” You ask when you finally decide oxygen is a requirement and not a suggestion.

“Fuck….you” She breathes, her eyes still shut. Abby’s still fucking entranced by her painfully executed orgasm. 

“Did you like it?” You repeat, ignoring her attitude. She rolls her eyes playfully. 

“Fine, fuck it was amazing.”

“Good. You know there’s one last thing we can do…if you still want to try everything, I mean.”

“You mean like…sex?” She questions, whispering the last word. You laugh.

“Yeah, adults can have sex, Abigail.”

“I know it’s just, I’m not-“

“Gay, so you keep saying. You can be a straight girl getting fucked by a woman if you prefer.”

She rolls her eyes again, trying to fight the smile approaching on her face and failing miserably. 

“I was serious.” She said, trying to keep even an ounce of her composure. You just laugh.

“So was I.” You reassure. And she nods.

“Fuck…what is wrong with me?” She says. You look at her, confused.

“What do you mean?”

“I….you’re my friend.” Abby states. You nod.

“Best friend. Last time I checked.”

“Best friend.” She corrects. “And yet I want you to fuck me so bad. I’ve only ever dated Owen, what is wrong with me?”

“Nothing. Clearly you have needs that weren’t met, it’s only natural to want to explore your options. It’s unhealthy keeping…” You look at your hand, still coated in her slick. “All this in.” You add. She nods and takes off your shirt, revealing a black bra and a gorgeous pair of tits.

“Fuck…not gay but maybe…bi” she says, literally in awe of your figure. You laugh.

“Well, that’s progress.” You say, removing your pants. She fully takes off hers from where you had left them on her ankles and leans backwards on her elbows, looking nervous. 

“You’re gonna do so good Abby, just relax I’m here.” You encourage, positioning yourself. “Tell me when you feel my clit against yours.” She flushes at your words. She doesn’t need to tell you though, the gasp she let out did it for you. 

“Good girl, now rock your hips with mi- mmm that’s good, Abs.” And fuck, your praises could get her there. You both go faster and faster, you’re breathing doing the same. 

“Feels s’good.” Abby chants in your ear. You nod.

“It sure does, you’re so fucking perfect Abby.”

“Gonna….please can I?”

“That’s good baby, come with me.” You reassure her, and you swear you saw stars as the two of you cum, drenching your inner thighs with a mixture of each other. You open your eyes and admire her sweaty face.

“How do you rate it?” You ask, giving her one of those “pecks” she spoke of. “Better than men?”

“I’m not gay.” She says. You nod.

“Mhm, and that’s not your DNA in my mouth.”

“I-“

“Come on, let’s get out of this fucked building. No pun intended.”

“Yeah.” Mumbles Abby.

(I reposted this and made a few edit's cause I didn't love how the last one turned out.)

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MORE CONTENT THIS WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!

I have an Ellie two parter where you find out Ellie's rlly obsessed w u

I'll prob write another Abby one too but idek what else there is to write since most of my content is just her haha 😭

Requests open- any fandom is fine I'm tryna broaden my horizons anyways. Perhaps some sort of house of the dragon thing in honour of the new season or like arcane or smth....u tell me

Love ya'll sm <3

(Dare I mention...COD smut 👀)

I've almost finished my exams 🤞 so I can post the long awaited part 2 of the Farmer Abby fic.

(Wish me luck)

In the meantime some pics of my 2 fav muscle mommys

Hey guys, this is my first post so I’ll need to set up some ground rules, feel free to skip.

First of all I write NSFW/18+ content, but I will write other content upon request. If you are a minor, evaluate whether or not you will interact with my content at your own risk, but if you find it innaproopitate, please scroll.

I’m an Abby girly, but this is just a Dina fic to test the waters, a full Abby NSFW fic will be released on my page soon too. 

The plot dragged on more than I would have liked, I’ll have the smut in bold if u want to skip to that ;)

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Comforting Dina after Ellie leaves

You were relatively new to Jackson. You had been picked up by Jesse’s patrol when moving through a dangerous part of town and had been offered a place there if you could pull your weight. You are a good shot, and cook, for that matter, so finding your place wasn’t too difficult. Still, you felt like an outsider to people who had been there most or all of their lives, and Dina was one of the people who made the adjustment the smoothest. 

You always felt safe with her, and had even developed feelings. When you watched her kiss Ellie that night in town, you let your heart break for the last time before moving on. 

At least, you thought you had moved on. You still thought about her every day, even if you tried to push the thoughts away.

You were coming back from a regular supply route when you spotted a girl on a horse. She had beautiful, silky black hair in a bun and was wearing a pale yellow flannel. 

Was that…?

“It’s Dina!” Someone called excitedly from the gate. 

A sharp sensation ran through your body and you found yourself letting out a shaky breath you weren’t aware you had been holding.

Dina. The girl who in the middle of a fucking outbreak, has more fire than a group of soldiers combined. The girl who makes dumb jokes that only she could make sound so sweet. The girl who’s smile was brighter than any light the fireflies so desperately wanted to find, the girl you…liked.

You pull the reins and approach the gate swiftly, leaving your patrol group behind. 

When you dismount at the gate and lock eyes with her, it was as if all your pain was, not forgotten, but almost gone. As if Dina had stuck bandaids over the wound.

 Dina lets out an excited gasp and runs at you, holding you in her arms tightly.

“I was hoping you’d be here.” She speaks quietly, still smiling as she pulls away from the hug. You nod, barely looking into her eyes as you feel the heat rush to your cheeks.

“Is everything okay? Why’s Ellie not with you guys?” You ask as you plant a soft kiss on JJ’s forehead. 

A pale look touches Dina’s ordinarily warm features, and you know immediately what that look implies. 

“Oh…oh I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-“

“It’s fine. She’s gone.” Dina says, forcing a soft smile and ignoring the tears in her eyes.

“We’ll have a patrol pick up your stuff tomorrow.” Mariah says, approaching Dina and giving her a hug herself. 

Mariah walks behind you, leaning in to your ear. 

“Look after her, you’re dismissed from your duties today, your only job is putting a smile on that girl, okay?” She whispers, and Dina seems too lost in her own head to notice. 

You nod. “Of course, thank you.”

You take her hand and lead her through the town.

“You hungry?” You ask, eyes wide with worry. She nods.

“Yeah, actually, but I don’t really want to be smothered by people right now.”

“Oh, sorry do you want me to-“

“No, I want you to stay.” She reaffirms, and you nod, still feeling considerably nervous.

You walk past the butcher and the man working there smiles brightly.

“It’s great to have you back Din’s!” Dina forces a smile again.

“Yea…thanks.” She says.

“Uh…What can I get you guys? It’s on me today.” The man says again. You nod and look at the options.

“I’ll get some of those sausages and I know it’s a stupid question but, do you have any steak?” He laughs.

“The answer to that would be no, but Dina can have my sandwich, I was saving it for later but it’s the real good stuff, had to give some trading cards and ammo but, I’m only the cook, what would I do with ammo anyways.”

“Kill me some steak maybe?” You remark, making Dina smile. 

“I’m pretty sure he would kill the cow…I don’t think you can “kill steak” Dina informs her, an amused expression still evident. 

“Potato potato Dina.” She turns to face the man again.

“What’s in it?” Dina asks. 

“Premium pork-“

“She’s Jewish…” You say, instinctively. She looks at you and the man just has a confused expression.

“So…?”

“Well Jewish people typically don’t eat Pork or…shellfish, so-“

“Oh sorry, I didn’t know. 

“How did you know that?” Dina asks. You shrug. 

“You told me you were Jewish so I read a book about it.” You explain, matter-of-factly. She looks impressed, but doesn’t say anything.

The man hands you the bag with the meat inside.

“Thanks.” You say, leading Dina away again.

“Is there anyone you want to say hi to?” You question. You can hear the snow crunch under your feet. She shakes her head.

“Not today, not like this.” You nod.

“I’ll take you back to yours then, grill you up some lunch. Smothered in onion right?”

“The smellier the better.” She laughs weakly. 

When you get to her place, the cold air hits you square on and you both shiver.

“Fuck it’s cold.” Dina remarks, and you can’t help but laugh at her bluntness. 

“I’ll get a fire going.” You tell her, taking the lighter out of your pocket. You turn the power on and put the sausage in the fridge.

“I really need a shower…” Dina admits, and you turn to look at her again.

“Uh…alright, yeah I’ll just…I’ll just wait here.”

“Thanks.” She says, walking up to her room and folding up some clothes by her bed. 

You then see her turn on the hot water generator and step in to the shower. 

You wait by the fire for 5 minutes, then 10. Then, a faint voice over the bathroom exhaust. 

“Hey can you come in here please?” You stand up, nervously and make your way to the bathroom, opening the door only a fraction and turning around so you can’t see her. 

“I’m here…” You explain, your voice sounding more high pitched than usual and making you cringe. 

“I couldn’t find a towel and it’s freezing out. Can you try and find one for me?” She asks. Your cheeks, now a new shade, shape into a nervous smile.

“Of course, where should I look?”

“My room, it’s at the top.”

“Sure.” 

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When you return, you see Dina, completely exposed, standing in front of you out of the shower. 

You immediately turn around and shut your eyes, bumping into the door during the commotion. She chuckles.

“Turn around.” She instructs, and you do so with your hand over your eyes. Dina rolls her eyes, grabbing your hand and placing it back down.

“What are-“ You don’t even know what to say, you don’t even know what words are anymore. Instead, you just admire her body, the way her complexion paints her body like the artwork it is. The way her hips curve out ever so slightly in ways that her devilish clothing concealed. 

“Why didn’t you write me?” She asks, trying not to smile at your currently dropped jaw.

“I um…” With her permission, you now glance at her breasts. You try to convince yourself you’ve never thought about what they might look like before, but you give up trying to convince yourself of that and decide they are more beautiful than anything you have or could have imagined. 

“Did you not get my letters?” She asks, and now you look back to her eyes.

“Um…I did.” You admit, feeling the heat spread to the back of your neck now.

“Ah, so you just didn’t want to respond?” You roll your eyes.

“That’s not it.” 

“Then what?” She asks, sounding more angry than you would have thought. She lets out a deep breath.

“I thought about you all the time, you know? Did you ever think about me?”

“All the time. But how was I supposed to respond? ‘Dear Dina, I’m so happy you and your girlfriend decided to raise sheep and a baby together away from everyone, I’d go visit but I have duty, send my regards to Ellie?’ 

“Okay, okay, but you could have at least kept me informed, tell me about your life, I mean you could have been dead for all I know.”

“You wouldn’t have believed that.” 

“Don’t be so full of yourself. You may have never missed a shot with a rifle, you may not be the kind of girl to go into a house without taking out every single infected first, but I hate to break it to you, you’re not invincible. As unlikely at it would have been, you could have been dead.”

"Fine. But you wouldn’t have cared what I had to say anyway. ‘Dear Dina, I woke up, had breakfast, went on patrol with another stranger who I wished on everything was you instead, but they weren't. I went home, showered and slept like I do every day.”

“I would have cared. I do.” She mutters. You sigh.

“Well I’m sorry. It was just hard for me, hearing you so happy with someone so…” 

Dina’s eyebrows raise.

“Yes?” 

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have.”

“Finish your sentence.” Dina argues. You take a deep breath.

“Stupid. She was stupid to have left you, I never would.”

“Yeah well, Joel was the only person Ellie loved.”

“You don’t really believe that…”

“Well to think she truly loved me and chose to leave anyway for a bit of revenge hurts even worse.” You don’t know what to say, you just nod and hand her her towel. She tosses it on the ground.

“Want to hear what I left out in my letters?”

You’re still blushing over her naked body, but nod.

“sure.”

“Dear (reader) I’m trying to be happy with Ellie and JJ and yet all I can think about is you. Sometimes Ellie treats me like I’m nothing and I know why she does, but it hurts to think how well you would treat me if you were here. You’d probably tell me, “it’s okay…” She pauses. “I’m here…” You’d say.” You don’t know how to react to this, so you just keep listening.

“Dear (reader), Ellie left today, and even though it hurt, like nothings hurt before, I feel like a horrible person.” You walk towards her, looking upset at her words.

“Why would you feel like a horrible person?” Dina lowers her head, looking ashamed.

“Because even though I did love her, when she left it felt freeing, and then I saw you at that gate and it felt as if the part of me she took was never really gone at all.”

“Dina…”

“No, don’t fight it.” She says, grabbing your face and placing a warm kiss on your mouth. You sink into the heat of the kiss, tasting her more passionately now. You pull away from the kiss and you see her eyes, consumed with darkened lust.

“Dina.” You say again, more stern this time.

“You broke up with Ellie only a few weeks ago, you’re still hurting and I will NOT be your rebound. Not when I have spent almost an entire yer lo…” You stop yourself.

“You mean a lot to me Dina, I’m not going to ruin this-“

“Please.” Dina says, kissing your neck and making your legs feel weak as a result.

“I’ve been craving you for longer than you could ever realise. I didn’t even truly know till…till I saw you just now” She says between breaths, wrapping her arms over your neck to pull you into a hug. The warmth of her bare skin is elevating, and it feels like every sensation you experience is heightened. 

“I’m not going to take advantage of you Dina.”

“You think I’m unattractive?” She asks, and you pull away from the hug, putting a hand on her face.

“Dina, when I look at you I don’t just see my best friend, I see the most beautiful of women. The girl I have liked since I first came to Jackson.” You explain, feeling emotional to bring these thoughts to words. 

“You are a rare jewel, and I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret.”

“I know you think I’m not acting on logic, but there has always been something between us. Ellie…she was like an addiction, something I thought I needed to function. I always had to be one way with her, but with you I feel happy, safe. I’ve dreamt of this ever since Ellie and I broke up and I spent the whole ride here just wishing you would feel it back.”

Smutttttttt ya’lllll

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“I….don’t want you to regret this.”

“Then don’t give me anything to regret.” Dina speaks smoothly, kissing you deeply again. You sigh into her mouth and let your tongues dance as your hands slowly lower to her shoulders, your fingers gently trailing her cold skin, still damp and glistening with small water droplets.

You push her back against the sink, the air between you two barely existent as you gasp excitedly and desperately between kisses. 

You lower yourself, putting yourself into a position between her legs.

“Can I?” You ask, and Dina gleams at the indication of what you want to do, her head leaning back with anticipation. 

You take a moment to admire her cunt, drawing a line between her folds all the way up to her clit with your thumb.

She’s already wet. You can tell by the way your finger glides in, the way she glistens, it turns you on even more, if that were possible. Then, with your thumb still on her clit, you start doing tricks with your index finger, enjoying the sounds of her shaky breaths as you finger her with just the tip of your index finger.

You continue with your fingers, pushing your entire index finger inside this time. She cries out, moaning in pleasure. You remove your finger and suck your index and middle finger before putting them both inside her. You doubt it would have made a differences, she was so wet anyway it would have gone in like two pieces of a perfect puzzle. After caressing the inside of her cunt with your fingers for a few minutes, you decide to finally feed the burning desire to taste her, to feel her come undone on your tongue.

Without so much as a warning, you start eating away at her cunt, sucking and licking sloppily, savouring every inch of her like it’s a 3 course meal.

“F….fucking h… mmm…” Dina struggles, biting her middle finger softly in a barely successful attempt of suppressing the sounds escaping her lips. 

You smile, using this as an excuse for more air before going back and attacking her again with your tongue. She tastes so fucking good. You could get drunk off the taste, in fact, you would be a fucking alcoholic if that was the case.

“Oh shit…Oh sh…mmm….so-“ She struggles, letting out a deeper moan this time. “good.”

You move your tongue faster in circular motions on her clit while sucking on her lower lips at the same time. By this point, anything Dina tries to say is inaudible, replaced with fast paced moans and whimpers.

“S….s…mmm…..so..clo-“ She cries out. You don’t stop. You keep going even after it pulses in your mouth and your throat is filled with your new favourite taste. The taste of her.

When it becomes too much for her, she pulls your face away, breathing deeply, eyes slightly shut from the overstimulation. 

“Was that…” You hesitate, face red. “Good?” Dina laughs.

“Fuck off.” She manages, still in a stage of ecstasy. 

“I don’t want to move too fast or anything but…do you want to have…” You say, clearing your throat “um…” Dina smiles again, nodding.

“Fuck yeah.” With this, you pick her up and bring her to the bedroom just outside the door. As soon as you two are on the bed, she practically tears your shirt off, immediately kissing all over your body. She flips you so her body is on top of yours. 

“You look so fucking hot Dina…” You breathe out as she bites down slightly on your neck. She rolls her eyes playfully. 

She pulls off your underwear, tossing it on the floor beside her bed.

“I want to do it to you too.” Dina says casually, and you initially feel insecure about letting her, but you agree.

“Mm.” You say as she disappears under the covers. You then feel her hands pulling your legs apart and you help part the way for her. You practically shiver as the starts tonguing your pussy delicately, with a lot more precision than when you did it to her, as if starved. 

She then started sucking and the moan that left your mouth was instantaneous. She keeps going and you feel yourself started to soak as you claw on to the bed sheets below. 

“Feels so good.” You say, and she keeps going till you feel your body tremble and pulse. She looks up at your, feeling satisfied with your expression. She wipes her mouth with her thumb and then sucks on it for a second, maintaining eye contact with you.

So goes back to the previous position, pulling your body down so it’s below her.

“It’s still cold.” She states as the bareness of your bodies connect. You smirk beneath her.

“Whatever will we do about it?” 

“Just shut the fuck up and fuck me.” She orders, and so you let her have her way. 

She pushes your leg down and positions herself so she is sitting over it, then you feel her pussy rub on yours and your eyes immediately roll back at the sensation. Without the pleasure of your clit even in the equation yet, you feel as if you’re melting. 

Then, she pulls you in closer, moving you just right and making you moan desperately. 

“Dina please…” You sigh out as she moves her hips painfully slow in a circular motion.

“J…just like that.” You say again. 

Her hands are on your thighs when she starts to pick up speed. She’s moaning too now, her beautiful features looking even better covered in sweat and pleasure. 

“Faster….please?” You ask, your voice sounding more helpless than you would have liked. She continues at her current pace, a cruel smirk on her mouth.

“This…” She gasps, riding the sensation. “Is for not stopping earlier when I had already…” You try to increase your own pace and she shoves your legs back down with her full body strength. 

“You can come when I say.” She gasps, wrapping her fingers softly around your neck. 

“You like that?”

“Mmm.” You reply, eyes closed shut. It isn’t long before a familiar sensation stirs in the pit of your stomach, as bad as you wanted to come, and also didn’t want this to end, it was the best and most conflicting thing you had ever experienced. , 

Dina finally complied and went faster, and you sing out a chorus of moans and whispers.

“I’m gonna cum…” Dina says, still holding you close. “Cum with me.” She says again. You nod, kissing her quickly as you both release on top of each other, liquid lining your bodies and trailing down onto the bed. 

You just hold each other, ignoring the stickiness of the situation and letting comfortable silence fall before you too fall back onto the bed, looking into her eyes fondly. 

“Do you…regret it yet?” You ask. She shakes her head. 

“The only thing I regret is wasting all that water, I’m going to need another shower after all that…excitement.” You both laugh. You lean into her ear and whisper, “We can save water by showering together?” Her smirk widens and she nods.

“The things we do for this town.”

“Mhm.”

Fucking during a “no talking” fight with Abby

It was no secret that you loved Abby. You had been friends since you were children and she had always been the most loyal, caring, funny woman you could ever ask for. It was the other parts of her personality that sometimes got you mad enough to get into situations like this in the first place. Her impulsiveness, her lack of…agility, perhaps, and then still refusing to take the necessary precautions on patrol. 

She frustrated you.  At the very least. There were some nights were she’d caress you and care for you, after the essential multiple rounds of “stress relief” of course, and tell you, “don’t worry, I won’t be on patrol tomorrow, I can spend more time with you” only to switch places with people to get more assignments and it fucking killed you. She loved it, the life we have now where it’s normal to kill fucking monsters, even fully non-mushroom kind. You felt comfortable with it too, you supposed, and you loved all your friends and the freedom of the WLF base, but sometimes you felt like an intruder in your own relationship, like all the times where you would hang out and relax was taking away from gym time and fucking up scars. 

You knew it was wrong to feel like that, she loves you, anyone with eyes can see that, but when she went out on a high risk assignment after already being gone a week beforehand and not even asking you first, that was your final straw, and instead of lashing out at her, you gave her the mercy of skipping straight to the post fight silence. A strict “no talking rule.”

Unfortunately for the both of you, the silence lingered on a little too long for comfort, and while you knew deep down you could wait, life, especially with the kind of lifestyle you lived, was too short not to spend with your own girlfriend, and your body certainly agreed.

Abby returned from the assignment and immediately sprawled herself across a lounge chair. She knocked off her shoes and grabbed a book she had read 5 times already. One of her favourite uses of down time, other than being with you. You spotted her there, rolling her stiff shoulders. Her muscles where slightly more defined from the tank top and the very light trickles of remaining sweat on Abbys body, though by some miracle she still smelled amazing, and that made the situation all the more difficult.

“That book again.” You speak with caution, the first word you had said to her in 3 days. She opens her mouth to speak but you shake your head. 

“Don’t talk.” She nods, watching you with those deep blue puppy dog eyes. 

Disregarding everything, you walk over to her, positioning a leg on either side of one of her thighs. Her already dilated eyes widen and she wants to talk but you stop her again. 

“I said no talking.” You remind her, hips grinding ever so slowly forward on her thigh. 

“Mmm…fuck.” You gasp, a small smile on your lips. She puts her hands on your hips and you’re not surprised by just how quickly Abby got on board. You quicken your movements, moaning more at the feeling of your bare legs on Abbys jeans, the feeling of your cunt, separated only by the fabric of your panties. Abby enjoyed the dress you had put on. There had been a few times you had worn this short black dress for “comfort” around the base, but you and her both knew it was for Abby’s benefit. 

You continued moving, rocking your head back from the pleasure. She starts rocking her leg and god the sounds you made left Abby soaked. You revel in the sensation a little longer before you’re seeing stars and can’t avoid it anymore, grabing Abbys face and moaning into her mouth deeply between kisses, tasting her tongue, feeling her large hands on your cheek. When you finally cum you’re gasping for air, as if someone has stolen all the oxygen you previously owned before this moment. You pull away, getting off of her promptly. 

“Well, um…thank you.” You blurt out. Abby’s smile is wider than the fucking universe. You laugh softly. 

“You…can talk…but I’m still not fully over our fight.” You say, still catching your breath. 

“I’m so sorry about everything.” Says Abby through a desperate plea. “God that was so hot I….I wanna get off so bad…”

“Oh yea?” You ask, walking back over to her and kissing her deeply again.

“As I walk away, remember this feeling. This is how I feel when you don’t allow me to come on your last minute assignments.”

“What- you wouldn’t-“

“After this we’re square.”

“Love…love please-“

“God I love hearing you beg. Thank you again for the orgasm.” You tease with a provoking smile. “Later.”

The door closes.

“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?”

Me when Laura Bailey and the characters she voices: 🛐 🛐 🛐 

To all her characters- smash, smash, a million times smash. To Laura, in the most respectful and consensual, delulu way possible smash me please. Abby please f me 🙏 Also Nadine also having big arms was the biggest win I had ever experienced. In addition Serena was my first game crush since I played skyrim when I was like 8.

MJ, I won't lie I didn't even realise it was her but I always thought she was so fine.

Can someone PLEASE give me suggestions for what to write. Also I'm sorry I took down the Ellie fic, It wasn't quite satisfactory but I'll work on a new one.

Anyway here's Abby, let me know what kinda fics ya'll are looking for and would anyone be upset if I wrote some more fluffy content as well?

𝒟𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐸𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝒽𝑒’𝓈 𝑔𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒾𝒸𝓊𝓁𝒶𝓇𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝓇𝓊𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒶 𝑔𝒶𝓂𝑒.

No outbreak

(Mini fic- a lot shorter than my usuals, longer one coming next, see announcement for more info)

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It had been a long day for Ellie at work. She worked in administration in a hospital who made her do just about everything for just about nothing. This is what she got for trying to make a difference she guessed. One file at a time. Ellie wasn’t the kind to be silent about it either. “How was work?” “fine.” No. If it sucked, you’d hear about it.

The key clicked and the front door opened. It was around 10pm. You had just been chilling on the couch, watching one of those shows with way too many episodes to be healthy and letting time tick by. A chorus of irritated huffs and sighs escaped your girlfriends lips before you could even greet her.

“Ellie! You’re home, hey baby.” You say excitedly. She sighs.

“Hey babe.” She groans, giving you a quick and resilient hug. You let out a sigh. You were craving her. Bad. But when she was in one of these moods the last thing she wanted to do was use any more energy on talking or…well especially what you had been thinking about all these hours that you were alone here. 

“I can heat you up some leftovers if you’re hungry?”

“No. Thanks though, I’m just gonna take a shower and then play some games before bed.”

“Okay. Oh um, want…me to join you?” You question, and she laughs lightly, planting a soft kiss on your lips.

“I won’t be long.” 

It was easier to pretend you had been joking, which Ellie at least thought you were, even if every part of you ached to have your body soften under the heat of the shower while she eats you out and the condensation makes you feel faint and- whatever. It was a joke, you repeated to yourself. 

You scooped yourself a small bowl of ice cream and had been picking at it with a teaspoon for a while, starring back at the screen. After around 15 minutes, Ellie headed up to your bedroom.

“I’ll wear headphones so the game won’t disturb you.” Ellie announces. You nod.

“Oh- how…was your day?” Ellie asked, feeling a little bad when she realised she had barely spoken to you. You gave her a comfortingly smile.

“It was fine. Go, play your game.”

“Okay baby, I love you.”

“Love you too.”

But the more time passed the more frustrated you felt that you couldn’t get off. Before she got there you had tried touching yourself, even using a toy, but each time you got close the sensation fucked off again and you were left feeling how you felt now. Annoyed and lonely.

So you decided to go up there to your room. You always left Ellie by herself when she gamed, it was like an unspoken rule, you had your movies and she had her games and afterwards you’d cuddle and all would be right in the world. You weren’t even sure how she’d react to you trying to distract her, but any attention was better than nothing.

You knocked on the door.

“UGH FUCK. Died again.” You heard Ellie groan through the door. You can’t help but laugh at this, and you open the door, laying back on your bed.

For a while you just watch her. Watch her get more and more frustrated. You walk over, kneeling in front of her and putting a hand on her thigh. She sighs.

“-ugh I-  I need to win just, I’ll just be a second.” You shrug, walking back to your bed with a teasing smile as you remove your pyjama pants, putting your hand in your already drenched panties.

“You look so good over there.” You say, and Ellie still has her headphones in, not really hearing you. That is until you start circling your clit faster, letting out an almost pornographic moan, your eyes rolling back where they were previously on your otherwise engaged girlfriend.

Ellie’s eyes widen and you hear a loud thud from her headphones being dropped.

“Jesus…look at you making up a fuckin mess for me playing video games. Did I not give my girl enough attention?” She coo’d. You don’t say anything, still wanting to keep what little power you had over her. You keep going, a little slower now that her gaze was right on you.

“Couldn’t fucking wait 20 minutes could you, pretty girl? You just had to fucking touch yourself.” You let out a gasp of pleasure. 

“You’re not cumming until I finish my game. Come here.” She orders, grabbing your hand and pulling you over to her gaming chair. 

“Kneel.” You do as she says, your cheeks heating up at her words. 

“Fucking suck on it.” She commands in a way she knows you love. It had taken Ellie a long time to become comfortable with talking to you like this. It took about a hundred “are you sure’s?” And “I’m sorry I didn’t mean that’s” in the past to get where you two were now, but now she’s fucking obsessed with the way she can treat you like nothing when you know you’re everything to her. The way she can call you her ‘fucking slut’ and then call you “babe” and the “love of her life” after.

You obeyed her without protest, unzipping her jeans and pulling them down to her waist. Then, you start sucking on her clit, moving your tongue in circular motions as well. She lets our a few deep breaths and short sighs at this as she powers her game back up.

“I come home from work and my girls all worked up? Wet for me and fingering herself in our fucking bed? You’re such a good fucking slut for- fuck….me.” She added. You hum into her clit, feeling, hearing and tasting her get increasingly more wet at your actions. 

“YES! I almost got I-it…” Ellie moaned as she achieved something in her game. You go faster, adding fingers through her folds as your tongue works at her clit.

“Ah…f- not so fast baby…oh fuck.” You don’t listen, though. Perhaps your first mistake of the night. Then Ellie reaches her arms up in celebration.

“Fuck, finally.” She says, but her victory is soon forgotten when your orgasm swirls through her.

“F…fuck, fuck…” Ellie practically whimpered, putting her remote down and picking you up, putting you’re harshly on the bed. 

“You did good babe. Now stay fucking still, I wanna see what my absence did to you.” She exclaims, putting her fingers into you.

“Fuck, they’re practically drowning in this pussy. You ovulating or something?” You gasp out at the feeling of her long, skinny, perfect fucking fingers.

“I don’t know.” You admit. She nods.

“Course you don’t. You get this horny for me no matter what, don’t you?”

“Mhm.” You say as her two middle fingers make their way up to your clit. The pressure is so fucking perfect that you’re close already. God damn those fucking lesbian hands. Your favourite god damn necklace too.

She increases her pace and your eyes roll back. She smirks cockily. 

“Close already? I just started.” You sigh, not having the words to retaliate. She keeps going and a chorus of whimpers and whines escape your lips. You grab onto her arm, sinking your nails into the tattood skin as you cum hard on her fingers. She kisses your neck lightly. 

“So beautiful.” She says in your ear. 

PROMISE I'M POSTING AGAIN SOON 🙏

I've just been rlly busy w exams and ofc mental health cause why limit urself to just physical issues am I right?

Anyways where are my TLOU and/or Abby Anderson stans? Do ya'll want more Abby? Joel? Something different? I'm all ears.