i actually had to think so hard so here is top 5 in no particular order i'm too obsessed
1. "you're a piece of shit." scene always takes the cake for me
2. when abby and manny go check on mel in the infirmary and she winks and does a finger gun at abby
3. mel commenting on abby's fear of heights in the warehouse / abby telling mel that she could never be a surgeon and that mel was her dad's favorite apprentice
4. abby looking mel up and down when she's asking if owen is okay with her going off base ("why would it be up to owen?")
5. abby handing mel her bag after she got injured in the ambush ("that was almost a compliment.")
abby completely complacent in the way mel tugs her around by her braid. she knows better than to fight back, she can’t be misbehaving with mel’s baby on the way!
Charmed 2018 - Monstriarche - Le Temps des Explications (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1095340879-charmed-2018-monstriarche-le-temps-des?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=BulbieLubie&wp_originator=akPDrmJzAG7wJRUtrijJCZrI99PfcOzJP8sHNoSw6fS9xPKt3whChu4tAHHJoKxba%2FbfCasm80h%2BAELVxLrvBAfXgwHk58aOtukvinv30olYtmluITVBM18ott9xG8WR [Attention aux Spoiler, cette fanfiction se déroule après S03E16] Pendant que les Charmed Ones sont aux prises avec un futur incertain, Abby fait face à un autre problème. Sa forme démoniaque est en train de prendre définitivement le dessus et elle ne pourra pas la vaincre seule. Elle n'a pas d'autre choix que de se tourner vers les trois sorcières, en particulier vers Mel qui capte toujours toute son attention. Le pouvoir de trois ne sera probablement pas de trop pour affronter sa mère et pouvoir enfin se libérer de l'emprise démoniaque.
Content: Strap-on sex (obvs), Hair pulling, Abby is really eager to please, Mel is needy
A/N: i love this one plz enjoy it too!!
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It didn't take long before Mel to be on her back beneath Abby. Owen had finally left for the day, giving the women some much needed privacy.
Abby pushed her thigh up between Mel's legs, giving her something to grind down against, like she knew Mel would ask for. Mel always asked for it, demanded it, and Abby always gave it to her.
Mel just grinned, pulling Abby down into a kiss, tugging the braid out of her hair so she'd have something to grab onto. "Take your shirt off," Mel whispered, leaving no room for argument. So, Abby obeyed, leaning back just enough to tug her tank top off. Then, she helped Mel out of hers.
Her hands immediately found Mel's breasts, giving them a firm squeeze, thumbs grazing over her hardening nipples through the thin fabric. Mel's head tilted back, just slightly, to which Abby grinned. She loved watching Mel when she touched her, it made the ache in her cunt grow more than anything.
"Did you get it?" Mel asked, threading her fingers through Abby's blond locks, hips rolling against her broad thigh, seeking any source of relief she could get.
Abby nodded, soft groans slipping from her lips every time Mel pulled on her hair. Mel always knew how to get her going. It was infuriating at times, especially when Mel would use it to her advantage. "Yeah, of course I did. The one you asked for."
Mel's smile widened and reached up with her free hand, brushing Abby's hair back, the soft touch making the taller woman shiver. "Then go get it," She whispered against Abby's lips.
Abby nodded, giving Mel another quick kiss before moving off the bed and walking to the dresser. She opened the drawer and grabbed the harness, along with the dildo Mel had picked out for her. A good seven inches, with a fair bit of girth, and a deep blue color. She'd be lying if she said it wasn't perfect for her. Maybe a bit big, especially for their first time using one. But Mel had picked it out, and Abby supposed she knew what she wanted.
She looked back over at the bed, watching as Mel slid her shorts off, her bra already neatly placed to the side. God, Mel was a sight. Her pale skin was a striking contrast to the dark sheets they kept on the bed. The little tuft of hair peeking above the waistband of her light pink panties made Abby's mouth water. Her eyes flicked down for a moment, settling on the faint wet patch in the fabric that sat snug against Mel's skin.
"Come on," Mel said, snapping Abby out of her thoughts. Abby nodded, pushing her sweatpants off and securing the harness, fumbling with it for a moment before she got it to sit on her hips. She walked back to the bed, her hand sliding between Mel's thighs as she climbed back on top of her.
Mel eagerly pushed her hips up against Abby's hand, the fingers brushing against her were almost too much. She was so needy. "Come on, Abs," She whispered, reaching down to guide Abby's hand to her waistband.
Abby nodded, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth as she carefully tugged Mel's panties off, watching as they stuck to her core for a moment. She tossed them to the side, then quickly shifted closer. Mel made a mental note to scold her for it later, but now she was too focused on how good this was going to feel. One of Abby's hands found a place on Mel's hips, the other slipped back between Mel's thighs. She pushed in two of her fingers, Mel was so wet that they slid in easily.
When the cold air hit, Mel tensed for a moment, shivering. Then, the warmth of Abby's hand against her hit and she sighed, her hands on her thighs to hold her legs open for the woman eagerly fingering her.
After a few moments, Mel reached down and pulled Abby's hand back. "Please, Abs," She whispered, a hint of desperation that wasn't there before peaking through. Abby nodded, pulling her fingers out and offering them up to Mel's lips. Mel grinned, happily taking them into her mouth, licking them clean. Then, when Abby pulled her hand away, Mel leaned up to kiss her, letting Abby taste her on her tongue.
When they pulled apart, Mel was smiling. Abby couldn't help the grin that formed on her face, like it always did when she saw Mel grin like that. "You taste good," Abby whispered, to which Mel replied: "I know."
"I'm gonna, uh," Abby trailed off, gesturing down. Mel laughed, nodding, "Yeah, get on that," She whispered, pulling the blond closer. The tip of the toy brushed up against Mel's clit, making her shiver. Mel was practically dripping onto the sheets. Abby could feel warmth pooling in her pit of her belly just at the sight of her.
Abby reached down, her hand on the base, guiding it so the tip pushed against Mel's cunt, making her shudder. "Gently," She whispered, her big brown eyes meeting Abby's icy blue ones. Abby nodded, "I will be," She promised. As if she wasn't already going to be. It was their first time with anything like this, she didn't want to charge into it. She was tempted to stop, to make sure Mel was really okay and didn't need anything else to make it feel more comfortable. But she was sure Mel would scold her if she did.
Almost achingly slow, Abby pushed in. Mel bit down on her inner cheek, brow furrowed, trying her hardest not to tense up. It would feel better if she stayed relaxed, she reminded herself. Abby paused for a moment, watching her closely. She waited until Mel nodded before starting to move again.
Mel guided one of Abby's hands up to her chest, and the blond nodded, knowing what Mel wanted. She cupped one of Mel's tits, leaning down to press a kiss against the other as she pulled her hips back just enough to push back in, deeper this time. Mel's back arched off the bed and she groaned, and Abby was desperate to hear it again. She shifted, slightly, so it was more comfortable for them both.
"Put your legs around me," Abby whispered, to which Mel nodded and hooked her ankles around Abby's lower back. Abby sighed as she finally bottomed out, chewing on her bottom lip as her eyes traced Mel's face. The brunette's eyes were shut tight, her mouth had fallen open slightly, and her brow was knitted together. Soft huffs left her lips every few seconds as she attempted to relax.
Abby couldn't help herself from leaning down and pressing needy kisses to the corner of Mel's lips. "So pretty." She whispered between each kiss, it just made Mel more flustered.
"You can move," Mel finally whispered, the subtle sting fading into something sweeter. Abby nodded, still making sure her movements were gentle. She didn't want to hurt her.
Mel's huffs slowly shifted to louder, needier whines. "You act like I'm going to break," Her hands slipped back into Abby's hair, giving it a few soft tugs.
Abby's teeth grit together and she shrugged, trying to seem nonchalant. But her hips bucked, forcing the dildo deeper into Mel's cunt. Mel groaned, nodding. "Like that," She affirmed. "I'm not fragile, Abby,"
Abby hesitated, shaking her head. She considered it, the possibility of hurting Mel still scared her, but the prospect of drawing more of those beautiful noises from her girlfriend's lips outweighed any fear.
So, she nodded, "Yeah, okay," She whispered, hands steadying herself on Mel's waist as she gave an experimental thrust. Her eyes were trained on Mel's face the entire time, double checking, making sure she didn't seem like she was in pain.
When Mel gasped and whined again, Abby knew she was doing something right. She found a rhythm fairly quickly, Mel pushing back against her. The wet sounds filled the room, making Abby's pussy clench. "Touch my clit," Mel whispered, "Please." Mel asking nicely was rare and Abby could't say no to it. She reached between them, quickly finding Mel's clit with two of her fingers. She brushed against it, finding it already swollen and needy.
Mel groaned, tensing up, her thighs trembling slightly. "There," She nodded, reaching down to guide Abby to press harder.
"You like that?" Abby whispered, hoping she didn't sound too out of breath. She was trying not to be quiet, like she usually to as during sex. Mel liked the affirmation. Mel nodded, panting, her hands gripping Abby's hair. "Yeah," She replied, breathlessly as Abby thrust into her.
It didn't take long before Mel was shaking in Abby's arms. She always came fairly quickly, especially when Abby rubbed her clit. Her moans turned soft and high pitched.
Abby knew her tells like the back of her hand and continued exactly how she had been. That was the easiest way to get Mel off. "Close?" She asked. Mel nodded, not giving a verbal reply, her brain was too mushy to think about anything more than Abby's hand on her clit or the toy fucking into her cunt. "Come on, baby," Abby coaxed. "I've got you."
Mel groaned, letting herself go. She gasped, thighs clenching Abby's waist, back arching. Her head fell back again as needy moans left her lips. Abby just worked her through it, grunting softly. Then, Mel placed a hand on Abby's shoulder when the overstimulation, signaling for her to stop.
Abby immediately froze, then pulled out, slowly, getting up to remove the harness. Mel winced at the feeling of being empty, but was quickly soothed when Abby returned with a wet cloth, cleaning between her thighs.
"Was that okay?" Came Abby's voice after a moment. Mel nodded, still spacey. "Perfect," She moved her hand up onto Abby's shoulder, pulling her down just enough to kiss her. "Let's do it again? Maybe we can trade spots."
