Could you write soemthing about like asking abby to teach you how to fuck. I don’t know why I’m craving to be taught and handled by an expirienced Abby
cw: fingering(R!giving), kisses, and secret sex
Abby x Reader -> one shot!
“I was nervous my first time too.” Abby’s voice was low and husky as she slipped off your shirt, her fingers lingering against your skin, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake.
Your head lolled back as she kissed down your chest, her warm breath making your skin tingle. Her large hands moved with surprising gentleness as they explored your breasts. She slipped off your sports bra then, taking a nipple into her mouth, the sudden contrast between the cool air and her hot tongue making you gasp.
She rolled her tongue expertly, alternating between soft bites and hungry sucking that made your toes curl against the damp earth beneath your boots.
She pulled away and kissed you again, this time pushing her tongue into your mouth with deliberate slowness, letting out a deep moan that vibrated against your lips. The taste of her, pine,maybe mint and the burritos you both ate earlier, filling your nose.
She took your hand and placed it on her clothed breast, the fabric rough against your palm, her heartbeat pulsing beneath.
“Just... touch softly,” she breathed, her eyes half-lidded with desire.
She kissed your neck as you eagerly cupped her breasts, feeling their weight and warmth through the fabric.
She chuckled, a low sound that rumbled through her chest, and slipped off her shirt. Her muscles flexed beneath her peachy skin as she removed her bra, revealing small, perfect breasts with dark nipples already hard from the evening air.
You stared at her for a moment, both of you standing before each other by the east gate, hidden away from the rest of the soldiers by the gathering dusk and a stand of scrubby trees.
She pushed you up against the fence, mud squelching beneath your boots. The metal links pressed cold patterns into your bare back as she sucked your neck hard, leaving a deep purple mark that you knew would last for days.
She took your hand and slipped it into her pants after unbuckling them, the metal button still warm from her body heat.
“Please, I need it first,” she whimpered, her voice breaking with need. “I don’t mean to be greedy.”
She bit her lip and guided your hand down to her clit. It was puffy and throbbing beneath your fingertips, slick with her arousal.
“Circle slow,” she breathed, her eyes fluttering closed as you made contact.
You did as you were told, circling two fingers slowly over the soft, swollen flesh. Her wetness coated your fingers, making them glide easily against her.
She whimpered, bucking her hips against your hand, her breath coming in short, desperate pants.
“God, I wish we were at my barracks,” she whined, her hips twitching uncontrollably. “On my bed with the door locked.”
You kissed her neck then, leaving little hickies down her throat, tasting the salt of her sweat mixed with her floral perfume.
She took your hand and slipped two of your fingers inside her, her walls clenching around you immediately, hot and slick.
“Softly in and out, push up,” she whimpered, her voice barely audible over the distant sounds of the camp.
You nodded, working her with your fingers, feeling the different textures inside her, finding the spot that made her breath catch.
Her legs shook, muscles tensing beneath her skin.
“God dammit, why did Manny need the room!” she cursed, frustration and pleasure mingling in her voice.
She yelped as she leaned forward, biting your shoulder to muffle her sounds.
“Like that, baby,” she moaned against your skin, her breath hot and damp.
You sped up slightly, feeling her slick drip down your fingers and into your palm, the scent of her arousal filling the narrow space between you.
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