CW: Gentle top Abby, bottom reader
18+ wlw, minors and men DNI
Abby Anderson x fem!virgin reader
Contains: alcohol, Abby and reader are drunk, marking, fingering, cunnilingus, nipple sucking and rolling
Gonna clarify something, San Juan is a Spanish festivity in which people light up campfires in the beach and throw stuff there in order to let go of certain things about their past or of a material belonging, it's what Abby's doing
BTW, this is my first time writing a fic and also smut so sorry if it's bad 😔 Also, English isn't my first language 😭
It was the night of San Juan, a festivity you really have never been to despite your age of 19 years already.
The night had been weird, you went to a party, which could honestly be better qualified as a meet up in a friend's house and you barely knew anyone apart from your usual group. After going out with a group of your friends to grab something to eat, they started talking about whether they'd get to have sex that night with someone or not
“Y/N!” One of your friends called out “What about you, are you finally gonna get laid tonight?”
You blush and shrug, you were actually a virgin and had never been in a relationship, something your friend perfectly knew. “I don't know… it's not like I want a stranger to fuck me, you know”
However, when you arrive at the house again they've already brought the alcohol and it is safe to say that you drank a little too much. As you guys walked towards the beach you could already see the campfires, you were all too drunk to even care though.
Arriving at the beach, you sat beside your friends, chatting, drinking and making intimate questions to each other you might not even remember the next day. The wood beneath the flames in the campfires creaked loudly around you, you turned around to look at the magnificent view of the sea at night. The moonlight reflects on the water, leaving a trail of white lightning and dots on the surface of the liquid.
A friend of yours sits beside you and looks at you. “Have you found anyone you like here yet?” She asks, you shake your head in denial for your friend's disappointment, she sighs and goes back to the group while you stare at the sea.
That's when your eyes catch her, a tall woman, approximately 1.78 meters tall, in her early 20s, with a muscular build, she smiles at the fire, holding a piece of paper where from your position you can see a Firefly. She sighs and throws it to the fire, hoping to forget that part of her life with the gesture as it's tradition in San Juan. You stare at her for a long time as if she was the most attractive woman you've ever seen in your life (which let's be honest, she probably is).
The thing is that your friend catches you staring at her and grins widely, she drapes an arm over your shoulder.
“Do you like that girl, y/n?” She asks with a fakish sweet tone in her voice. “Let's invite her to the party, what do you say?” You gasp at the suggestion in surprise, unsure about it but your drunk self couldn't agree more so you and her giggle drunkenly as they plan your approach.
That's when you both convince the rest of the group to stand up to approach their group, your friends, bottle in hand, approaching them hopping, chanting and dancing. The other ones, so drunk too, decided to join in the fun. You end up drinking more than you should, all you remember from the beach is you getting closer to that muscular girl, dancing suggestively next to her as she holds your waist with a grin on her face.
Next thing you know, you're in the back of your car, getting undressed by the woman you were staring at earlier. She kissed your neck hotly, leaving clear marks on your skin that you'll probably have problems hiding later.
As she pulls your shirt up your body and unhooks your bra, she dives in to take one rosy nipple into her mouth, making it pebble under her tongue. Your moans fill the car as she sucks on your breast while one of her hands pinches your other nipple, making you gasp with need. You can feel your arousal building up between your thighs at her ministrations, she cups your pussy through your shorts and smirks.
"So wet for me already, huh?” She whispers in your ear as she rapidly unzips your shorts, pulling them down with your panties, leaving them bare to her hungry gaze “Fuck…” She mutters and lifts your hips effortlessly, bringing your core closer to her face as her breath ghosts over your waiting folds. She rests her cheek on your inner thigh and smiles at your flushed face as you whimper only because of her breath tickling your sensitive flesh. “Ready~?” She asks and before you can answer with a weak “yes” her tongue is already inside you while she presses your clit with her thumb, bringing you to a height of ecstasy you've never felt before.
Your loud moans and the musky scent of sex fills the car as she moves her mouth to wrap it around your clit, flicking the sensitive bundle of nerves with her tongue as she slides two fingers in your entrance, thrusting them quickly so she can bring you to orgasm, her other hand cups and kneads one of your breasts as she rolls the nipple between her index finger and her thumb.
All that combined stimulation brings you to the edge, your hands come up to tangle in her hair as you pull her impossibly closer to your aching clitoris until the knot in your belly finally snaps and you reach your orgasm. A scream of pleasure fills the car as you buck your hips shamelessly against her face, trying to seek more of that delicious pressure.
She drinks down the wetness of your release greedily. When you finally come down from your high, you're panting heavily. She cleans her mouth with the back of her hand and lowers your thighs from her shoulders, leaving them on the leather of the seat; she crawls up your body to press a soft kiss to your lips and then whispers in your ear
“You did so well, sweetheart~” She kisses your cheeks and then behind your ear as her hands caress your sides “I gotta go now, baby…” She pats your thigh softly, you whine as you try to get her to stay but your drunken state combined with your recent orgasm makes you sleepy enough that you're not able to react properly. She grins sweetly and exits the car.
The next morning, a ray of sunshine wakes you up, you're still naked, in your car, with the evidence of your lovemaking drenching the leather of the seat. You sit up slowly and look around, reaching for your phone you see hundreds of messages of yours friends asking you where you went, you roll your eyes and place the phone aside. However, when you look at the steering wheel you see a sticky note that reads:
Hope I could make you feel good, baby
This is my number if you wanna call: +34 XXX XX XX XX
