Perhaps if it's the middle of the night then no one but @askoverkill will see that I just posted an overkill fic to AO3. (<- it's the the link is the fic)
Murdering my social anxiety one (many) kind tag(s) at a time
cw/tw: abby x f!reader, virgin!reader, fingering, pussy eating
wc: 1236
an: Abby is a munch
Abby’s lips kissed your own and you felt butterflies swirl in your stomach. You quietly groaned, taking in the plush of her lips and the taste of her tongue. She moaned in response, fiercely kissing you back, and squeezing her arms around you.
“Love the way you taste.” She murmured into the kiss. You grinned against her and pulled away before giving her multiple short pecks on the lips and continuing to kiss her. Her hands traveled around your body, squeezing and loving every single part. Once they reached under part of your ass, she palmed your butt and squeezed. You gave a tiny yelp in reaction, but you knew better. Your panties were soaked, they had been since she first kissed you. You had been with Abby for a few months now, not to mention all the years you spent as friends before that, and you were finally ready.
“Please, Abby.”
“Please what?“
“Please fuck me.” You said quietly. She paused and looked at you, studying your face.
“Are you sure you’re ready? I don’t mind waiting longer.” You nodded and said,
“I’m ready.” She continued kissing you and letting her hands roam. You eagerly slipped off your shirt showing off your braless chest. You nervously avoided her eyes and asked,
“What do you think?”
“Oh baby you’re absolutely gorgeous.” You blushed and Abby wasted no time kissing down your neck to your chest and putting her mouth on your nipple. Her tongue swirled around it and you groaned, pressing your back into the bed. She kissed every inch of your breasts, taking her sweet time sucking your other nipple and playing with it by biting it softly. She palmed your chest again looking into your eyes as you moaned and she grabbed and massaged your tits. Glancing up at your face, she was pleased to see you letting out low moans with your eyes closed. She traveled down to your stomach, playing with the hem of your pants.
“Can I?”
“Yes, yes.” You nodded.
“Can I see you?” You asked. Abby responded by shedding her clothes, sexily peeling off her garments one by one. You’d seen her close to nude before when you stitched up her injuries in the past but knowing what she was taking them off to do sent a pulsing feeling to your cunt. Taking in her body and every ridge of muscle, you blushed and dreamily thought of how you wanted to put your mouth on her.
“You like what you see?” She asked teasingly, flexing her muscles. You blushed more intensely this time and she laughed.
“Maybe.” You muttered. She got to work pulling down your pants and looked up to you for reassurance when she pulled down your panties revealing your cunt. You couldn’t but think about how respectful and mindful she was of the fact that it was your first time. In your history with men, they always got creepy when you mentioned you were a virgin. Like you were a prize they wanted to win, but with Abby it just felt like she just wanted to make you feel good. She pressed a series of light kisses to your pussy while muttering about how beautiful you were.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah. Please can you-“ She pressed another kiss right above your pussy before allowing herself to dive in. She licked a long stripe up your cunt and went to work. You moaned, your hands searching for something to grab onto. You settled on the sheets but she grabbed your hands and placed them in her hair, permitting you to pull. The softness of her hair surprised you and you blushed when Abby moaned into you when you pulled. She sucked and licked every part of you searching for the spot that made you scream. She found it quickly, sucking harshly when you started to squirm and moan.
“Mm, Abby!” You yelped.
“Feels so good.”
“Yeah, you like that?”
“I do, I do.”
“My little princess.” She muttered and you blushed. Her princess was your favorite thing to be.
“Gonna cum,” you spluttered. She very suddenly pulled away and you sent her a questioning look.
“What?” She moved up to solely love on your clit and you nearly fell apart.
“Oh shit! Oh, Abby.” She sped up her movements and you gripped her hair a little more harshly.
“Oh fuck!” You yelled as you came in her arms. Pleasure hit you in shockwaves and you felt like you could barely breathe.
“Good?” She asked.
“Oh fuck you.” You said playfully. Abby wiggled her eyebrows suggestively and you swatted her arm. You caught your breath and internally melted when you saw how lovingly she was looking at you.
“Can I try to do you?”
“What do you want to do?”
“What would you want me to do?”
“I like to be fingered.” She said with a blush.
“Um, okay.” You said nervously. You knew that she wouldn’t hold it against you if it was bad because she obviously knew that you never did it before but the worry still existed in your mind. You took another big breath and decided to just do it. You nodded, giving nonverbal confirmation. She switched positions with you so that she was lying down flat on the bed and you sat up next to her. You slowly pulled her panties down and you tried to not let the nerves get to you. You noticed how she was dripping just from eating you out and you let your hands trail over her thighs, staring at the muscle. Abby spread her legs in front of you and you blushed deeply as you got closer to her. You lubed up your fingers and she sent you a reassuring smile.
“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
“No, I want to. I promise.” You slowly worked one finger in, and then the other. You experimented with curling your fingers and slowly pumping in at different angles, much like you had to yourself in the past, watching her face carefully. When her breath started to get heavier, you stayed at that angle and worked at it. She put her hand over yours, slowly guiding you to what she knew she liked and you smiled when she let out a small moan. You found a good rhythm, following her guidance, and slowly started to work your way up near her clit but not touching it yet.
“You’re so pretty.” You said letting your other hand trail around the sides of her cunt.
“Does this feel good?” She nodded quickly.
“You can go faster.” You slowly started to speed up your movements and she continued to guide your hand. You started to approach her clit and very gently added stimulation. Abby moaned louder and you grinned brightly. You rubbed the nub lightly and slowly started to speed up. She started to grind against your fingers and you pressed a kiss to her lips. She gasped into the kiss and whispered,
“More.” You rubbed harder and her hips started to buck on your fingers.
“Gonna cum, please please.” You continued your movements and drank in the sight of her throwing her head back and her mouth dropping open as she came. After a waiting a few moments, you slid your fingers out of her slowly and watched her intently.
It's short and pre-canon instead of post-canon like I said but uhhhh this is the easiest one I had to polish up and share before that poll ends. It is HERE!
Once I build up the habit of looking over my own stuff and sharing it I'll feel less shy about my writing but for now I am going to avoid looking at Sites. So I don't get nervous.
Locked only because of the AI bullshit but if that stops I'll open it back up.
cw/tw: rich!abby x reader, little seed of sugarmommy!abby, poverty insecurity woohoo, reader grew up poor, references to sex
wc: 986
an: financial stress has been hitting a bit too hard lately. I always write with a femme reader in mind because that’s what I know but there are no indicators of gender/looks. (unless wearing panties counts as an indicator of gender for you)
Abby came into your life suddenly and you wouldn’t have it any other way. It was almost as if the universe had heard your prayers and sent a guardian angel into your life. The second you saw her, you felt your knees get weak and every cliché stereotype come to life.
When you met her in person for the first time you had gone to breakfast at a diner near her college, pancakes for her sweet tooth. She was not only the most gorgeous woman you had ever laid your eyes on, glistening muscles and all, but you both clicked immediately. With her, the words flowed, and getting lost in conversation was easy. The way your stomach had butterflies around her was jarring, something you hadn’t felt since you were a kid with your first love. Texting and FaceTime calls almost immediately became a constant and you shared each other schedules to plan around your college classes.
For the first few months of your relationship, you hadn’t ever went to Abby’s apartment. You knew that she had one and she had a one bedroom, extremely impressive for a college student, but that was really it. Money was never really a topic of conversation either, so imagine your shock when you found out she was loaded. You had figured she was doing pretty well since she was always insisting on paying for dates and you were glad because honestly, you couldn’t really afford to keep going. But going back to her apartment after she took you to a Broadway show, your jaw dropped before you even got into the elevator.
Walking in, she greeted the doorman and instantly you felt kind of down on yourself. You had had her over at your dorm and now insecurity started to push at every angle in your brain. Still, you pushed it down and followed her up. She was being funded by her lawyer mom and brain surgeon dad until she was able to work as a doctor, she explained. The apartment was absolutely beautiful, and modernly decorated, with stainless steel appliances and a fully stocked fridge. It was perfectly clean, with not a speck of dust and certainly no vermin or bugs, unlike your childhood home. The nice soap alone could have brought tears to your eyes.
Why would she like me? I’m not on her level at all! Your brain taunted. Abby seemed oblivious to all this and put a smile back on as her she showed you around the apartment. She brought you to her bedroom and your jaw nearly dropped. Her bed was possibly the most comfortable looking bed you had ever seen, several thick plush blankets with two huge pillows. You wanted to cover up your insecurity with a joke about what you could you do in the bed but no joke came.
“Your apartment is so beautiful,”
“Thanks.” Abby said with a slight tinge of awkwardness in her tone.
“Is there something wrong? You got quiet.”
“No, no. Definitely not.”
“Are you sure?”
“It’s just so nice. I kind of wish I didn’t show you my dorm now.” You said, reflecting on your tiny room. Something was always broken and everything was put back together with the shittiest of quick fixes.
You studied her face as she responded, wondering if she had judged you in the past. It didn’t seem like it and it definitely didn’t seem like she was judging you now. She invited you to sit on the bed with her and laced her hand in yours. You had gotten so close to her in only a 6 months, it seemed like such a short amount of time now and you even agreed on moving in together after your lease at your dorm was up.
“I don’t know how I had never come over before. What, you hiding it from me?” You attempted to tease. Abby laughed,
“I’ve spent so much time studying for the MCAT, the library was more my home than here.”
“Right. How does it feel to be finally done?”
“Weird. I honestly feel kind of old because in 4 months I’ll be a senior in college and then I’ll be in medical school.” You flopped on your back and let out a sigh. She laid down next you and shamelessly admired you. Your cheeks flushed and Abby giggled.
“I hope you’re not ruminating.” She said.
“Maybe a little bit.”
“Can you talk about it? I can practically see the wheels turning in your brain.”
“It’s the same as I said before, everything here is just so nice. It’s nowhere near what it was like for me growing up. The fact that you have soap that hasn’t been watered down several times to make it last longer makes me want to cry. Having soap shouldn’t make me cry.” Abby’s features softened and lightly caressed your face with the pads of her fingers.
“I’m so sorry baby. I have a lot of privilege, there’s no denying that and if it hasn’t been obvious enough I want to share what I have with you. I love you and you deserve more than I could ever give you.” Your eyes teared up and she wiped away a tear as it fell. You rushed to get closer to her and let her strong arms hold you as you cuddled.
“I don’t have words to express how much I love you. Things are going to get better one day. I mean fuck, they already have.” You said. A moment of comfortable silence passed until you suddenly turned to her,
“You can bet your ass one of the first things I’ll be buying with my paycheck from my adult job is some lacy panties. Lavender ones too.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” You said.
“How about you make forget all about my shit and top me into this comfortable ass bed?” Abby let out a laugh.
Okay here is my second (published) Overkill fic yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
IT IS RATED M. not for much aside from the humor and also the fact that they are naked it's still sfw BUT STILL.
