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prompt: stoner!reader who introduces abby to weed.
tags: wlw, weed usage, bashful abby, slightly nsfw, reader is black and femme cuz i said so !
ps: once again writing while high so don't hold me to any grammatical errors tehe ♪(´ε｀ )
the poor girl is a bit innocent in this field of recreation, a little on the side of goodie two shoes who swore she's "never done anything like this before" when u ask her on a random cold december night. it was technically "holiday season" as the stadium would call it, that meant time extra off for abby this time of year as a way to keep some "normalcy" in the base. the stadium's long hard hours of endless supply runs and tedious farmwork had paid off generously, making so that somebody had access to a few seeds to grow the plant and deal it out every so often. and of course you couldn't pass up on being a customer! so here you both sat in the dim light of abby's room, knees touching as you bundle under a shared blanket, baggy of green in one hand and rolling tray in the other to give the curious gal a few lessons.
"how come i never knew?" your concentration flicks to the blonde as you half assedly roll your eyes at her inquiry. she's acting like this is some big taboo secret!
"you're so funny miss top soldier, questioning me like everyone in here isn't high off something. you really haven't at least tried it? i know manny is a frequent, i see him and nora lighting up together from time to time too."
"MANNY AND NORA TOO? why am i the only know who didn't know?." abby exclaims, dragging a hand down her face in exasperation, the action so comically theatric that you have to laugh.
"cmon abs, it's really not that much of a biggie, it's just a funky little plant that makes you loopy. i wouldn't be dabbling myself if the effects weren't just the munchies and the giggles."
abby seems to roll your words around in her head a big, pushing her hair back behind her ears in slight irritation. she's silent for a few more moments before opening her mouth to speak again, this time her voice coming out in a husher tone, "are there any other ones?"
"pardon? any other people who smoke?"
"no, i mean side effects?" she clarifies, now appearing visibly nervous as she tumbles over her next choice of words, "i've heard things and i just wanted to know if they were... uh... right?"
"okay anderson, extremely vague cryptic vibes i'm getting at the moment, just spit it out."
abby puffs out her cheeks like she had been holding her breath, hands once again find her long locks to further rake the curtain of blonde away from her face. she's biting her lips now, a grave look of worry crossing her face and part of you adamantly wonders why she's so suddenly upset over what's seemingly a simple matter.
"i promise, im in no place at all to judge, abs. hell i've told you everything under the sun about myself and i'm sure whatever you're about to say won't throw me off too far."
"well..." she trails off, bottom lip again tugged between her teeth, blue eyes very pointedly not making contact with yours as you turn your body towards her more to show that you're still actively listening. "i read somewhere, in one of those natural drugs and remedies books that, marijuana can give some side effects that are akin to an aphrodisiac... and- uh well- i just wanted to know if that was true since ya know... you do it and all that and know how it feels to be high?"
you were well aware that abby was no stranger to sex, quite frankly one of the most familiar with it actually seeing how she's still studying to become a doctor; knowing sexual education is one of the things that's very heavily drilled the WLF's curriculum. but to witness her so shy around the subject like she's a blossoming virgin makes heat lick at the bottom of your stomach. her sudden interest in this only makes you curiouser
you let too much time pass between responding and in turn abby starts to ramble on helplessly, the tips of her ears flushing such a cute bright baby pink that almost makes you coo, "i- i mean im only curious you don't have... i'm sorry i'm not tryna yanno... ugh just don't make it any harder for me please!"
it's hard to stave off how tickled you are by this, you have never seen abigail anderson this nervous about anything much less regarding sex. you decide fucking with her will be the funnier course of action rather than showing her mercy, corners of your lip turning up into a smug smile and your eyes narrow in amusement.
"so what i'm getting is, you wanna know if weed gets my rocks off, anderson? are u sure you didn't hear this from manny or some shit?"
abby startles, tilting her head away from your accusing stare as the red at her ears now bleeds down to paint her cheeks, you can't believe your eyes are seeing the abigail anderson in this state.
"listen it's not like that... i errr... no i really did read it in a book! stop making me overexplain myself, you ass!" she says in strangled tone, "just tell me, you promised!"
her increased reaction makes you bark out a laugh, sides aching from holding it in, "i'm just fuckin with u abs." you busy your hands with sprinkling the plant into some joint papers then rolling it between your index and thumb fingers as you continue your thought, "your little book is right, at least in my case. i've had sex while high enough times to know it definitely gives u a heightened experience with stronger orgasms. you feel all relaxed and giggly and it's the best thing. makes me feel needier."
you own ears this time at the last part, you didn't necessarily have to say that. you dont shy away from sex either in the slightest, but admitting that to ur best friend does make you feel a bit bashful. it's no mystery that you both talk about stuff like this all the time since she's your best friend. you both are so close than hell the way you banter about it might as well be considered flirting. if one wasn't paying attention enough. but this time feels... different in way you can't exactly pinpoint at the moment.
abby doesn't comment on that yet only nods, reclining herself back to lay out on your rugged floor, her shirt riding up over her torso as she stretches. your eyes flit quickly from the sliver of unclothed skin back down to finishing the j in your hands, another flare of heat winding its away through your body.
it's quiet in your room for a few before abby shifts to face you once more, biting the inside of her cheek before speaking again, "i think i want to try it," she hesitates, one side of her mouth tugging into a smirk as she finds the proper words, "besides who else more perfect than you to guide me through my first time?"
you grin in response, fingers rolling the j tighter as you poke your tongue out to seal it shut, "say less, anderson. i got you." you don't miss the way abby's eyes flick down to watch the movement, her smile morphing into one less innocent than before. you surely were in for it now.
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can i request a fic about reader jokingly requesting a nut video with sound & Sevika actually ends up sending it, whining & dirty talking in the background? 😣
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sevika's at home today. you were supposed to have the day off with her, but you got a call this morning from seamus begging you to come in and fix the copier. it's acting up. again.
she spent the morning trying to get you to stay in bed with her, but you went in anyways, knowing that if you didn't handle the problem now, by the time you get back on monday the copier would be on the brink of spontaneous combustion.
you're sitting on the floor of the printing/copying room, surrounded by parts of the machine and the giant manual that came with it, trying to find the source of the error. you've been here for hours. you've got a half eaten sandwich beside you for lunch. you're cursing yourself for not taking sevika up on her offer to stay in bed all day.
your phone pings with her ringtone and you smile. speak of the devil...
'hows it going' sevika's text reads. you sigh and tap out a quick response.
'horrible.' you reply.
'poor baby' sevika rapidly responds. you smile.
'wish i was home with u.'
'anything i can do to make it better?' sevika asks. you grin and bite your lip.
'nut video with sound?' you text, adding on a few prayer hands emojis. sevika doesn't reply, which only makes you laugh more. sevika's shit at sexting, and she knows you know this. each time you tease her with a sexy text, she replies with a middle finger emoji or a phone call, knowing that her virtual dirty talk would only make you laugh more than it would make you horny.
you return to your project, scouring the guidebook for an answer, halfheartedly picking at your sandwich. you get up to stretch and do a loop around the floor, take a quick bathroom break, and chat with riley. when you return, you're surprised to see a response from sevika.
when you unlock your phone, you nearly pass out.
sevika did it. she actually did it. granted, you haven't pressed play on the video yet, but from the thumbnail (sevika's hand wrapped around her rock hard cock, a little drip of pre escaping the tip) you can pretty safely assume that sevika's actually taken your prompt to heart.
you gulp.
then you scramble to your feet, running out of the copier room to sevika's office, slamming and locking the door behind you before pulling down the curtains. for a second, you just stand there, staring at the tantalizing video on your phone, and then you jump into action, sprawling out on her couch and shoving your hand down your pants as you click play.
'you're lucky you're cute, y'know. this shit is ridiculous.' sevika narrates to the camera as she gently jerks her cock. eight inches long and not even fully hard yet-- not because she's not aroused, but because it takes a cock that big so fucking long to fill up with blood-- her cock's standing proud in her hand as she steadily, slowly jerks it.
you bite your lip.
sevika's foreskin is bunching up tantalizingly around her head, before being pulled back down around her shaft as her hand moves. she knows how obsessed you are with the flap of skin, obsessed with how sensitive it is. 'you're such a pervert.' sevika's breathy voice scolds, like she's reading your mind.
you gulp as your fingers start tracing circles around your clit, matching the slow pace of sevika's hand.
the small drip of precum on her head starts growing, before it slowly, slowly drips down her shaft until it's swiped up by sevika's grip. her pace is increasing, her breaths coming out shaky from behind the camera. 'shoulda just stayed home, this coulda been your hand. fuck, or your mouth. or your cunt, shit.' sevika curses as she imagines you. 'fuck, i wish you were here, baby.' she whispers. 'fuckin' miss you.'
your cunt clenches around nothing, and you bite your lip to muffle a moan as you dip your fingers down to tease your hole.
sevika's pace is quick now, her cock is throbbing in her grip. for a moment, she lets go, gives you a full, unobstructed view of her girthy, twitching dick. then, you can hear her spit in her hand, and when her fingers wrap around her cock again, it grows wet and shiny.
she's close. you are too.
sevika's breaths are quick and shaky, she lets out little grunts and curses each time she swipes her thumb over the head of her cock. 'look how fuckin' messy 'y make me, honey.' sevika grunts. 'look how wet i am for you.' she moans. 'you drive me insane. can't believe you left me all alone this morning. i had plans y'know-- fuck-- plans to fuck you all day long.'
your cunt flutters around your fingers, and muffled wet sounds start filling sevika's office with each thrust of your fingers.
''m gonna split you in half when you get home. gonna fuck you so hard you can't walk-- then you won't be able to leave me. just keep you on the fuckin' bed, all fucked out, all your holes drippin' in cum and gaping-- beggin' for me-- shit!' sevika groans. her balls are tightening beneath her hand, her cock leaking more and more pre. 'fuck, you're not even here and you're drivin' me crazy. 'm so fuckin' close.'
"fuck, please." you whisper to your phone as you watch your girlfriend approach her orgasm.
'miss you so much baby. wish you were here, wish y' could lick up my cum.' she moans as she finally cums, coating her knuckles in rope after rope of her thick white cum.
you cum at the sight of it, your back arching off the couch and a high pitched whine escaping your lips. you don't take your eyes off of your phone, watching as sevika drains her balls and makes a mess of herself.
for a few moments, you can hear sevika's huffing breaths as she recovers from her orgasm. her thigh twitches, and her cock begins to grow flaccid, and she sighs, satisfied and sleepy. she pulls her hand away from her cock, giving you a good show of the cum coating her fingers, before flipping the camera around and winking at you. then, the camera cuts to black.
you flop on you back, panting as you stare at the ceiling. fuck. you think. i'm going home, fuck this. sevika can buy a new copier on monday.
before you get up to leave, you pull your fingers out of your pants and open your camera app to selfie mode. you take a quick video, showing off the strings of cum that glisten and cling to your fingers, before sinking them into your mouth and licking them clean. you moan at the camera, popping your fingers out of your mouth then smirking. "be home soon, honey." you say with a wink.
you send the video off then rise to your shaky legs, grabbing your bag and heading to the exit. when you get to your car, your phone pings again.
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