Twerk it Out!
Having a shitty day you decided to put on sum meg to help your mood and gf!abby walks in.
Cw: established relationship, swearing, seductive, twerking, kinda sad!reader over clothes lol same. MDNI!!
a/n: getting back into posting yayy;) Never written for abby this is my first story for her. hope you enjoy <3
It was one of those rainy days. Everything seemed to be so irritating. Just little minor inconveniences that kept building up throughout the day. You had just gone to the mall and bought the cutest baby pink skirt with a matching top. Twirling around giggling in the mirror.
Already thinking about Abby’s reaction makes you squirm her eyes intently, slowly dragging her eyes up and down at your figure as you show her each piece of clothing. Heat creeps up your neck toward your face , shaking down those naughty thoughts.
Returning to your shared apartment with cozy orange and pink lighting, you decide to take a shower before Abby comes from the gym.
She wouldn’t be home for another hour and a half. Finally coming out of the shower you sit the comfy couch pulling your shopping bag and pulling out the mini skirt. You find the security tag is still on immediately and you let out a groan rolling your eyes. “Omg I thought those people would take it off, god this is so fucking annoying you huff”.
Tears start to prick at your eyes, stuffing the skirt back into the bag and kicking it to the side. Mhmm and Abby isn’t gonna be home for another hour “I really wanted to wear that skirt tomorrow morning for our cafe date that we had been planning for a week now”.
You really felt like crying but instead curling up on the couch feeling the sadness take over you. Grabbing the remote turning on Spotify you gravitate toward one of the playlists called “CuntSeries”. It mainly consists of your favorite rapper “Megan thee Stallion”.
The volume on the tv already being loud asf from the movie night Abby and you had previously. I’m about to twerk the sadness away knowing listening to “Thot Shit” will always put you in a better mood. So as the song plays a smile starts to creep on your face. Shaking your ass and just having fun melts all the stress from your day. Hands on your knees ass up in the air the music is so loud you don’t even hear the door swing open.
The biggest smirk appears on Abby’s face throwing her backpack down. Eager to get closer to you. Damn you throwing that shit.. she huffs under her breath. As she gazes further down, eyes glued to your ass. She loves everything about your body, especially the way your butt is moving in a circle in those pink booty shorts you seem to love so much. Out of the corner of your eye you spot her bulky physique.
“Oh! Hey babe I didn’t hear you come in, turning the music down slightly. Abby settles her way onto the middle of the couch to get a better view. Spreading her thick thighs and stretching her arms around the couch. She groans out “Are we having a party I don’t know about?” You giggle out loud no.. I just was feeling a bit sad so I decided to twerk my feelings out”. Hmm, “I like it” with a smug look on her face.
Well.. since I’m here now why don’t you put on a lil show for me hm? She pulls slighting, turning you around ass directly in her face. Now turning the music back on you bend over slightly arching your back turning your head back to face her. “I’ll make it worth your while” you smirk..