abby's favorite thing to do is buy you the prettiest nightgowns ever. she thinks you look so gorgeous in absolutely everything but the thin silks, the detailed lace, the spaghetti straps that tend to fall effortlessly off your shoulders. god it had her in a trance. however the thought of having easy access was what got abby so hooked the most. she loved the fact she could grope your pretty tits through and under the fabric, tugging and pinching till your words are incoherent. or even burying her hand easily in your underwear, sinking her thick fingers inside your sopping cunt. it was just something more sensual fucking you in a nightgown than you fully naked. your hands gripping the hem of the gown as abby pounded in you relentlessly or her using the excess fabric to help pull your body towards her strap. it was such a pretty sight that was imprinted in her mind forever.
thinking about getting passed around like a blunt between ellie and abby. hands all over you, tugging and trying to pull you closer to them. it made ur body so hot, you literally felt like you were burning.
it wasn't supposed to get like this at all, especially with your new roommates. maybe it was weed ellie brought home causing you to get horny, making you encourage the fucking idea. but then again, why would they even agree? so are you really at full fault here?
" mmf- a-abby." you whined against her lips, letting abby's tongue explore the wetness inside your mouth. her free hand slips under your shorts to trace her finger against your clothed cunt, your wetness dampening your panties.
as you and abby's lips stayed interlocked, ellie stared at you two, in a total trace waiting for her turn. you could see her thighs rubbing together in your peripheral. she was so needy to touch you, to taste you. the minutes you were making out with abby felt like eternity. she felt like she was about to go crazy. "cmon anderson..." ellie groans, tugging your tank top in need.
"think ellie wants a taste, can't be hoggin you." abby rolls her eyes at ellie, eyes focusing back on you to admire your bruised, plump lips. you fully turned to ellie, her eyebrows knitted so close together. she looked so pathetic. you don't think you ever seen her like this before. ellie grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to her, lips already nipping and kissing at your neck.
ellie scattered small bites all over your neck and collarbones, not leaving one inch untouched. she made her way back up to your face and didn't waste a millisecond to kiss you, to feel your pretty lips against hers.
you both were a noisy mess, the most obscene sounds ever to be heard. it didn't help when ellie snuck her hand up your top to grope at your sensitive tits, rubbing the pad of her thumb ever so harshly against your nipple. "so soft..." ellie whined into the kiss, her hands getting more rough with you.
you're so focused on ellie you didn't even notice abby sinking down on her knees and nestling between your legs. her fingers hooked on the waistband of your panties and slowly pull them down, mouth salivating from the view. "just need a quick taste angel." abby traced her nose from your thigh to your upper thigh, getting even higher than she was off your scent. the simplest kiss abby gave your clit sent you crazy, moaning and breathing hard against ellie's mouth.
abby propped your legs on her shoulders and kitten licked your poor clit, sending shivers through your whole body. "can't believe me and ellie were so lucky to get a sweet roomie." abby groaned at your taste, looking up into your eyes before diving into your pussy, eating it like she hasn't ate anything in days
everything was too much. you can't believe a single hit from ellie's bong had you like this. the feeling of abby eating you out along with ellie's tongue inspecting all parts of your mouth. your poor brain couldn't comprehend anything. you were just a plaything in their hands, taking whatever they gave you. you knew this night wasn't going to end anytime soon, and you didn't want it to.
⸝⸝ ౨ৎ :: ellie finger fucks you after you get your nails done since they’re too long to do yourself. ♡
warnings ౨ৎ 2.5k. fem!reader, lowercase intended, black coded, creaming, sub/dom, dirty talk, daddy kink, ellie smokes cigs swrry, fingering, finger sucking, kissing, bit of a bratty reader, spoiled!reader, ellie is too irritated so she gets nasty in the car, dry humping, choking, thigh spanks, praise, pet names [ baby. mamas. sweetie. princess ], established relationship. reblogs & comments are appreciated! <3
can’t help but picture the way ellie would finger fuck you after paying for your nails to get done, the bubblegum pink acrylics, also stiletto shaped with white patterns of pretty shit making it difficult for you to do the deed yourself. the eye roll ellie gives you as she leans against the black vechicle behind you, puffing on a cigarette she swore she’d quit a million times as you leave the vicinity of the salon, twiddling your dainty fingers for her to view. a cloud of smoke is blown past her plush pink lips as she gives you that knowing glare, that shape insanely disrespectful in her mind. how the fuck were you going to take care of her if she needed it? the disapproving upturned pout of your girlfriend’s lips give you that sinking feeling in your gut, knowing she’d do that the instant she saw them. but they were so pretty, and you wanted to try something new.
“daddy, hiiiii!” that sweet tone of yours sing as her pretty princess approaches her, smooching her freckled face. ellie’s lips reminded in a tight line, groaning as she trailed her hand down the middle of your back and to your ass that’s nearly exposed from the wind blowing, or rather the short length of it.
“lemme see your nails,” ellie rasps, tossing her cigarette to the side as she stares down at you with an unreadable expression. scary and intimidating as usual.
you don’t know why you’re so nervous, slowly raising your hands to her view for her to see clearer. a deep swallow catches her attention, eyeing your throat before bringing her tatted hands up to enclose your fingers with her. your arms rise as she lifts your hands that hold hers, ellie humming as she looks at the dozens of iridescent gems.
“cute.”
you bat your falsies. “yes? you like ‘em, baby?”
ellie nods only once. “let’s go get you some food. you barely ate the waffles i made this morning.”
you chose to ignore her comment, nodding your head and entering the brand new chevrolet trailblazer after she opened the door for you, it slamming unintentionally hard before ellie’s strolling to the drivers seat. you take attention to her attire today; all black, tight black tee and slightly loose jeans, her white calvin klein briefs showing as she hikes herself into the truck. always expensive smelling; like musk and vanilla. the chain you’d given her with your initial currently being frustratingly chewed at as she put extra pressure into the gas.
you keep your thighs pressed together with your hands nuzzled in between, forearms pushing your tits adorned in your baby blue tube top together, the white tennis skirt on your hips too high up, making your thighs stick to the leather seats. the humidity is high outside today, reaching over to turn the ac on. ellie’s barely paying attention to you, which means she’s upset, her attention on you ninety-six percent of the time.
“baby, i’ve missed you all day,” you lean comfortably against the seat as you turn your head in her direction, lifting one hand to caress her jaw, leading up to the chocolate brown hair on her head, half tied up. her green eyes give you a mere glimpse, unnoticeably gripping the steering wheel tighter from the way you speak and the siren glare your eyes. fuck, you’re irresistible.
“have you,” she mumbles, breath hitching the lower your hand trails, now smoothing over her neckline, drifting to the slim of her waist as your fingers lift her shirt, nails gently scratching her tanned skin.
ellie tries to ignore the heat building in her tummy. “all. day.”
the truck stops at a red light, ellie taking this moment to look at you, watching the way your hips seductively sway in your spot. a thick brow raises at your attempt of distracting her, more-so making her forget about what you did. she’s not dumb.
“stop, your being a brat,” ellie says sternly, but you protest, a pout on your full lips and your eyes blown innocently. your hand drifts further down, nearing the front of her chest to feel the fabric of her sports bra to the warmth of her stomach.
“i want you,” now you’re leaning over the center console, ellie’s cheeks turning red as you skim your lips over her flushed skin, ellie’s free hand reaching over to firmly press the pads of her fingers into your soft thigh, directly near your pussy.
“was thinkin’ about you during my hair appointment earlier, tried my very best not to cum in my seat,” your hair is pretty, the bouncy dark curls fitting the structure of your face perfectly. ellie clenches her jaw at the thought of that. “you make me so needy.”
the swerve of the car makes you grip onto her inked drawn forearm, staring at the road cautiously as she finds somewhere secretive to park. an empty alleyway. ellie breathes out heavy air before she’s rolling up the windows and turning up the music slightly, hold on by the internet playing soothingly. a mixture of pleasure, excitement, and nervousness paints the picture on your face, biting your lip to keep your sounds to yourself.
ellie runs her hand through her hair, leaning back in her seat she adjusts back to give you enough space to reside. ellie leans over your side to wrap her right arm around you waist, using the other to lock under your legs to pull you over the console, a squeak coming from your throat as she adjusts you on top of her, back to her chest.
“spread your fucking legs,” her breath tickles your earlobe and immediately you whimper, slick built up in your panties practically all day. you didn’t care if this was a punishment or for her own satisfaction, you just wanted her to fuck you. “right now, [ ♡ ].”
your name drips off of her tongue like poison, sinking your teeth into your lower lip even harder, her skin on your skin intoxicating. without another command, you disconnect your knees to open yourself up for her to access, sneaker covered feet touching the glass of the drivers window while your other leveled in the air. you feel ellie’s fingertips slug onto the middle of your thighs where the heat brews, aggressively smacking your inner thighs, as well as the outside.
you moan, breath shaking and grinding above her, head rolling back to rest on her shoulder, her touch inflaming your entire body. voice alone enough to make you cum. ellie pulls on the black material covering your pussy, patting her fingers over your clothed clit almost seeping through from your slickness. inhaling sharply from the impact, you whimper a tiny ‘nnn, baby’, trying to push yourself onto her palm for added pressure. ellie grunts, hand coming around your neck to choke you and hold you still.
“take this shit off,” ellie breathlessly whispers, snapping the material against your brown skin, the grip around your throat tightening.
you do as told, ellie placing her hands on the globes of your ass to hover you above herself while you slip off your panties, leaving them to rest at your ankles before lowering you back to sit on her lap. she’s soaked in her briefs right now, but you couldn’t tell, whining like a needy girl, only worrying about yourself. your cheeks are hot, eyes lowered erotically while you stare at your girlfriend, wanting her to hurry.
“so mad at you for those pretty ass nails,” she spanks your thigh again, your tummy caving in and your clit pulsing. “getting that fucking shape knowing you can’t fuck me for another two weeks.”
“s-sorry, daddy,” you feel yourself drip between your ass cheeks, staining her jeans.
“no you’re not, or else you wouldn’t ‘f done it,” your stomach caves in as ellie’s palm rests on your jaw, thumb digging in your cheek as she forces you to watch yourself, study the way she strokes your puffy pussy with her fingers, spreading your arousal.
“oh my god, you’re so goddamn wet,” ellie moans keenly, jaw dropping and brows knitted together as her fingers feel the warmth of your pussy, slowly sinking into your glossy cavern briefly. “i shouldn’t even fuck you. don’t think you deserve it, mamas.”
the way your eyes are stuck in the back of your head from her voice in your ear makes you wheeze, unable to pause the way your hips grind into her, needing her so badly it was becoming painful. you turn your head to kiss at her thumb, sticking your tongue out to lick and suck at it, ellie fixating on your tits beginning to slip from their enclosure of your top. ellie wastes not a moment later tugging them to sit underneath the heaviness of them, piercings gleaming on taut nipples. her palms take ahold of them, squeezing and molding with awe.
“fuck yourself,” her tongue underneath your jaw now, your body nearly tilted completely to your right side as you roll with pettiness, that bratty whimper filling the vehicle. ellie holds your legs back for better view, and you wanted to crawl into the back seat. part of you dissatisfied with her request.
the sadness in your eyes shows as you mutter, “c-can’t, ellie. my nails.”
“don’t wanna hear it, sweetie. should’ve thought about that before you got them done,” ellie kisses your neck gently, always managing to be sweet even through anger. “do what i say. rub your pussy, you can’t have my fingers ‘til i say so.”
if you complied, she’d have no choice but to pleasure her wife. make you feel good like she always does. so, you do as told. taking your right hand to rub your clit in pathetic little circles, soaking yourself and her at this point, ellie shifting beneath you with pent up sexual attraction, listening to how wet you were for her, loud even over the music. a never ending reward.
“nng, daddy, wan’ you,” a choke gets caught in your throat as you arch your back and collect your wetness to rub yourself quicker. although it feels good, it’s not enough, it’s not what you really crave, what you’re desperate for. you want her fingers.
“you can go fuckin’ faster,” ellie grits her teeth in your ear, spanking your thigh once again. . . maybe even three times. just enough to hear you scream and cry. “c’mon, girl. make it sweet. i want it wet enough to drown my fuckin’ fingers in.”
the key words; my fingers. that draws a sadistic grin onto your face, a happy one at that. she’s craving to stuff her fingers into you just as much as you want them. she just needs you to comply. to be a good girl. do as you’re told. fuck yourself like you want it. your clit throbs incessantly, highly sensitive from your fantasies all day about her. . . swollen and needy for attention.
“lick my fingers, ells,” guiding your fingers towards her mouth, ellie wraps her lips around them without a second thought, getting them wet while swirling her tongue around and moaning filthily. you moan along with her, whimpering from the interaction, eyes shutting briefly from the pleasure building in your tummy.
“you’re so hot,” you whimper with truth, she truly was. her jade eyes intensely drooping before she releases your fingers, eyes darkening as she leans closer to peck her pouty lips with your own. a quick one two, before slurping her salvia down her throat, humming loudly.
“yeah. now guide ‘em to that pussy, and fuck it for me,” she’s not repeating herself anymore. you nod quickly, rubbing her salvia over the mound of your cunt before slivering your fingers to your opening, collecting more of your juices and spreading your pretty lips apart for the engorged clit hiding between. ellie pulls her upper body to rest her head against the doors window while your head falls back onto the seat, wanting to catch a better look, blindly thrusting her hips up into you alls while digging her fingers into your waist to yank you down simultaneously. the friction and collision causing you to sob and rub yourself faster the way she likes to see.
“there we go, atta girl,” she loves to give you that motion of actually fucking her, ellie’s eyes almost rolling back into her skull as she drops you down a bit quicker, hearing that beautiful voice of yours talk in tongues, or call her name. “that’s it, mamas. you look so pretty for daddy.”
“f-fuck!” a sob erupts from you, ellie’s harsh thrusts fucking with your head. the imagery running awry. “g-god, ellie!”
“need my fingers to finish, princess?” ellie coos teasingly, dropping you down even harder, your pussy bumping onto the bulge of her jeans that formed after slipping further down her slim waist. you couldn’t wait to get home so she could really fuck you. bring out that special toy she liked to call her dick.
the cries are almost violent, scratching at her arm with your unoccupied hand and sobbing uncontrollably, telling her everything. you really have been needy, huh? “yessss, p-pleaseeee, fuck me ellie.”
“fuck, sound so good,” ellie halts her movements, yanking your hand out of the way and laying back in her spot to pull you closer. you cough out a moan when she inserts her middle and ring finger, ellie hissing from the tightness. “awe, baby. we gotta stretch you open some more.“
“oh my god,” your eyes scroll into the back of your head while your mouth drops with a broken gasp, ellie cussing under her breath when she sees a coat of white covering her fingers, dipping them in and out of your cunt steadily.
“baby, you g’na make me eat you up, my fucking god,” ellie’s truly fascinated, sinking in and out, even curling them to get a reaction out of you. your body spasming above her. “pretty fucking cream. s’gorgeous, sweetie.”
the tightness of your walls clench and pull her deeper, ellie’s palm interacting with your clit as she slams her fingers in hard, a high pitched scream echoing from your mouth and immediately ellie slaps her palm around your mouth, jaw clenched as she whispers, “shut the fuck up, take that shit baby.”
a tear falls down your face from the overwhelming pleasure, your skin slapping amongst her palm as she fucks you to your final orgasm, her mouth gnawing at your throat bringing you to the brink after she bites down and drags out a moan along with you. your hips shake rapidly, chest heaving and riding out your high against her hand. ellie grabs your face with her wet palm to kiss you aggressively, gliding her lips with yours in a passionate, slow kiss. you feel it all over your body, pussy aching for more. ellie’s anger subsiding . . . at least after she fucked you dumb into the mattress later on that day. safe to say, never get stilettos without permission again.
first and foremost DNI - men !! i don't feel the need to elaborate. i can't keep minors from reading my blog but would prefer if you didn't interact/follow. typical dni criteria. and if you just don't fw my posts...do not make that shit known ty.
- ꩜⋆.°⭑ who do i write for ?
TLOU - abby anderson all i write abt tbh... ellie williams.
ARCANE - mainly vi as of rn
+ many other characters i do plan to write 4 #soon :P
i think vi would love when you grind against her packer in in public. she usually isn't a big fan of pda in my opinion but this would be one thing she could get behind. your perfect ass grazing against it, her packer slightly pressing her cunt. god she went crazy for it, making sure to always wear it whenever you guys went out. you would whisper how pathetic her reactions are to the movements you'll make. however, you loved it just as much as her. you loved knowing your teasing would just lead up to her fucking your throat with her strap, nice and messy once the two of you got home.
stoned!ellie has an affinity for biting you—must be the munchies? mdni.
cw ; weed, biting, bruises from said biting, tit play, marking kink.
to ease your burdened mind, a joint is lit. friday evenings are reserved for this. you and ellie are booked and busy each week, friends are informed it's 'date night', yet there's no going out. ellie rolls in preparation, so that when you get to her place, you have nothing to worry about.
"mm, you first," you mumble, tenderly pushing ellie's offer back. she wrinkles her nose and shrugs her shoulders, retracting her hand and slipping the joint between her lips.
smoke fills the room, the familiar scent leaving your face screwed up. it's hard to discern if it's a pleasant or unpleasant smell. one of those things you always struggled with, at least until the nose blindness hits and it isn't quite so in-your-face anymore.
you pass it between each other, silent for a brief period as a movie plays in the background.
smoke billows out your mouth and, once it clears, you finally notice her. earthy eyes burning you, pink dusting the freckles of her cheeks, her tongue darting out to wet her parted lips. her expression only changes when you scoff, and she blinks in confusion.
"you look like you want to eat me alive," you say, tilting your head. "hm?"
ellie's shoulders drop and she lets out a deep sigh, leaning back. she matches your lazy smirk, eyes flicking up and down your body. "yeah, so what? c'mere."
"oh, yeah? oh i— ow! not this again."
her voice is muffled by your arm in her mouth. "sorry. bit too hard."
"you are not a fucking dog, you do not have to bite me."
"nooo, m' not a dog, i just loooove you." ellie holds your arm captive, kissing upwards—kissing, kissing, kissing, until she reaches collarbone and you feel her nip the skin between her teeth. "you're so cuuuute."
"you can't pull the cuteness aggression card." you sit with pursed lips and your eyes rolling as ellie begins to suck over the side of your neck. she's gentler with it this time, especially given you've still got a tender marking left behind from the last time she did this. "ellie."
"whaaat?" a small giggle leaves her lips and she once again, trails down to your clavicle. "no, no, that's not the reason this time, swear, ummm... i just got the munchies. i'm huungies."
"the munchies? ohh, you think you're so funny, do you?"
"yeah." you can hear the smartassery in her tone, the cheeky smile on her face. all of her movements are so slow, not at all calculated, but she finally reaches your chest and tugs at your shirt. "can you be the best girl ever and take this offfff?"
"fuck no," you mutter, "what's in it for me?"
"for you? uhhh... i will suck your tits. that's what's in it for you."
"oh, well." you heave a sigh and hand ellie the joint briefly. "fine, you've made an excellent argument."
ellie takes a quick hit off the joint as you pull your top off and she's left grinning stupidly through a cloud of smoke. "you're so cute, gimme, i need you."
you giggle along with ellie, leaning closer while she brings both hands up to grab at your tits. she gives you a kiss on the corner of your lips and makes sure it lingers, then dips down to your chest. she opens her mouth wide and bites your left breast, eyes closing.
it hurts a little but the pain is worth the pleasure. bites and hickeys taint your skin after minutes of this treatment, nipples sucked raw, but you don't care.
your mind is too hazy to care at all, especially with those pretty, chapped lips wrapped around your nipple, bloodshot eyes staring upwards into your own.
her big, calloused hands grip the sheets, while the other pushes you further into her. your tongue lapping and sucking at her folds sends her further into bliss. going from bullying your tongue into her while your nose bumps her clit to completely making out with her nub. the pleasure is so overwhelming to the point she’s squirming. you have to let up and remind her that, “if you keep moving, i’m stopping abs.”
just hearing your voice makes her comply to anything you say, bringing her other hand from the sheets to her mouth to suppress any noises from coming out of her. “jesus, fuck. s-slow down, baby,” she whines, clamping her thighs around your head but you just pry them back open.
you’re hungry for her, eager to draw those pretty sounds out, see her fall apart just from your mouth and fingers alone. you bring a finger up to her slit, completely covered in your saliva and her slick. your finger sliding in like butter, giving her slow and calculated thrusts.
a loud moan escapes her lips, her head throwing back in ecstasy. she’s rutting her hips up against you, fucking your face as if she was fucking her pillow. a string of whimpers and apologizes spew out from her lips, “i’m sorry, s-so sorry baby. jus’ need to use your face for a second — oh fuckkk.”
and you stay like that, just for her. tongue flattened out keeping that gradual, steady pace of your fingers. you hum against her, the taste of her is divine, and you would want nothing more than to please her.
it’s not long until her hips start stuttering, and her walls start clamping down on you. her moans become higher in pitch, words become incoherent. you don’t slow down or speed up, you just increase the pleasure for her. sucking on her sore cunt harder and bringing another finger to fuck into her.
“mmhh, i’m gonna cum. gonna cum all over this pretty face,” she was silent for a minute, her body still as if the whole world was on pause for a moment. then she crashes, a stream of juices flowing out of her, soaking your face in her release. tears flow from her eyes, the orgasm lifting pounds of stress off of her body.
soon, the sensitivity hits her and she’s desperately pushing your head away. you lift up from her with a smile, meeting her teary blue eyes. “feeling better?” you ask, running your fingers up and down her thigh. she nods weakly, still trying to ground herself from intense high.
but you’re not finished with her, you want her to become jelly-like in your hands. you spread her legs open a little further and bring your hand to rest above her mound. your thumb trails down to draw small, firm circles on her clit. her head shoots up to look at you, confused from your actions.
you give her a soft, loving smile in return, “just let me take care of you, love.”
imagining abby making u squirt for the first time mhmmm. it was your first time being intimate with her since you guys started dating each other and she has been more than respectful of your boundaries and such, especially since you just gotten out of a not so great relationship.
she knew everything about it, the lows and well, lows, and even how your ex never made you feel good during sex. you always felt the need to fake your orgasm to make her feel better about herself. abby always thought it was such a shame no one was treating a pretty thing like you good, both inside and outside the bedroom. but, you were still stuck in that godforsaken relationship so all she could do was wait for you to realize what you needed was right in front of you.
the night of one of your dates with abby, you already knew what was coming. you knew all abby wanted to do was feel your skin against hers. her demeanor was way more different, so much more flirty than she usually is. hands lingering longer, eyes wandering to the neckline of your blouse. when you stepped foot in your apartment, abby really didn't know how much longer she was going to last, her clit throbbing from the thought of you splayed out on your bed. and once she finally got what she craved for, to touch you, it was game over.
"f-feels weird abs..." you whimpered, back flushed against abby's front. she's been going at it for feels like hours at this point. you don't know how many orgasms she pulled from you, three? four? it was all too much, leaving your head foggy.
"i know you can do it. you wanna feel good dont you?" abby encouraged, fingers still plunging in and out of your pussy, her thumb not slowing down its pace. all you could muster the energy for was to hum in agreement. "she's so close, so tight around my fingers..." all you could do it nod frantically, gripping onto the sheets under you.
you felt your orgasm getting closer for sure, but it felt so much different than anything you experienced. your vibe didn't make you feel like this, and sure as hell your ex never did either.
your eyes started watering, the feeling was too much to bear. your legs started closing up on abby, back arching away from her. "need you to keep you legs open for me angel." abby whispered in your ear. "i know you wanna come baby just keep them open." you lazily opened your legs, your moans resuming as abby began fingering you properly again.
"'s good a-abby...fuck- i'm gonna come" you whined, throwing your head back against abby's shoulder. it didn't help when abby's free hand came in contact with your lower stomach, pressing lightly. your moans got louder from the pressure, eliciting a laugh from abby. "mmm so fuckin sensitive..." she pressed down a bit harder, licking and nipping at your neck as she did.
that pushed you over the edge. without any warning you tensed up and started shaking, streams of your release landing on the sheet, dampening the area under you. you didn't know you could do that, probably because your pleasure was never taken into consideration ever. "oh my god." abby laughed, taking in the view in front of her. the sight of you was messy. skin sticky from sweat and come, dark purple and reddish bites all over your body, and wet sheets because someone forgot to place a towel down, (abby). it was just nasty.
"didnt even know you could do that huh?" abby chuckled, hands wandering over your body. you shook your head, trying to catch your breath from probably the best orgasm you ever had. her hands squeezed your hips softly, grinding you down a bit. "can't even imagine how messy you'd get on my strap..." all you could do is respond in a whimper, rocking your hips towards her a bit more.
she was so handsy with you, her rough fingertips inching closer to your pussy. you just sat there between abby's legs, feeling fatigue wash over you. you didn't think you had anything else to give but abby thought otherwise.
"need you to do it again. please baby."
a/n this has been sitting in my drafts for far too long i hope u all enjoyed it 😇 also tysm for 200 :3
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