I deleted all the nsfw gifs, but I'm keeping the nsfw storyline. I'm trying to make my blog page a little bit cleaner. I will still reblog some gifs, but it will be covered
“I’m surprised she even lasted this long. There isn’t a thought behind those eyes” The girls snarky tone causes your teeth to grind.
“Mistress doesn’t usually like the dumb ones.” The word hurt but these girls will be regretting it as soon as the mistress finds out. And trust she will find out there is no way you can lie to that woman.
You turn on your heel and make your footsteps louder than normal as you walk away. You giggle to yourself as the girls panic behind you.
As soon as you enter mistress' office it’s like a weight is lifted off your shoulders. She takes your place on the floor between the desk and your mistress.
Your head finds home on her thigh and she begins to pet your hair. “What’s wrong pet” mistress has this tone she only uses when she talks to you. It sounds almost as if she is talking to an animal or a small child. It always manages to put you at ease.
“These girls were talking about me in the kitchens” she hums in acknowledgment. “What did they say”
“They were talking about home dumb I am and how soon you will move on to a new pet.” She tilts your face up so you are forced to look into her eyes.
“ you know that isn’t true. You are my favorite pet.” You hum nuzzling into the plan of her hand. “ your opinion is the only one that matters” she chuckles.
“ do you know which girls these were”
“ no I didn’t see their faces” she hums and stands up pulling you to stand next to her. “ go to mommy’s room and wait I’ll join you soon” You scurry to open the door for her. She pats your head as she walks past. “There’s my good girl”
You can’t hold back your smirk as she heads off in the direction of the kitchens. These girls are totally fucked and they don’t even know it yet.
not proofread, breeding kink, g!p abby, kitchen sex, rough sex, humping too ig, desperate abby, equally desperate reader
felt nasty writing this (in the best way) not proofread cause i got wet and have to go cum now.
you were peacefully doing the dishes when you felt abby creep up behind you. she wrapped her arms around you, innocently enough. you leaned your head back and against her shoulder, smiling "hello..." you chuckled a bit. abby looked down at you with her puppy eyes and you could almost vision her tail wagging.
you kept going with the dishes, at first not even noticing when abby began feeling you up. she cupped your tits, squeezing and groping the flesh. she kneeled down behind you, grabbing your hips and kissing up your spine. it sent ticklish shocks through you which made you giggle and squirm.
abby stood back up, this time taking the chance to stuff her hand down your pajama pants and right onto your clit. "can i? can i, please?" she asked, exhaling her hot breath onto your neck as she begged for your consent. you nodded and that's all abby needed. she began rubbing your clit, biting your neck, humping your ass with her already hard cock...
she hauled you into her arms setting you on your tummy on the kitchen island. she haphazardly unbuttoned her pants, rushing to let her cock spring out. once she was finally freed, she immidiately began grinding her leaky member on your clothed ass, huffing and puffing like she ran a marathon just now.
"abby- fuck..." you moaned while abby rubbed your clit, occasionally dipping into your soaked pussy and digging you out lightly. you rolled over onto youe back, practically ripping your own clothes off before moving to pull abby's shirt off, tossing it far far away.
"yes, yes-! oh my god" abby whined as she tried to slip her cock into you, continuously missing her target. you grabbed her dick and pushed her in, moaning as the relieving, full feeling of her cock came over you. she thrusted into you like she was starving, fast and deep.
"oh fuck-! get me pregnant!!" you cried out as she nearly bruised your sweet spot, drooling down your neck. "pregnant? i'll get you pregnant, alright..." she moaned, changing her rhythm to deep, strong and rough thrusts you could feel in your abdomen. you cried out in sheer pleasure, grabbing onto her and clawing down her muscular back.
"you'll take my cum-!" she panted, whining desperately "and carry my babies- fuck!" she moaned. she needed to get deeper into you, even if her cock was already balls-deep. she bent you into mating press, caressing your thighs as she began pumping her dick into you again, nearly knocking at your womb.
your brain was mush by now, only thoughts floating in there about abby or her cock. you could feel the bulged veins drag on the walls of your pussy, how the fat tip hit every spot imaginable perfectly, how her cum-filled balls kept slapping against your skin, clenching as she tried to get deeper still.
you almost didn't register your orgasm, only the sensation of you squirting everywhere alerted you of it. in your defense, sex with abby was always one long orgasm.
abby moaned, high-pitched and almost nasally as she watched you spray her dick and abdomen. that sight ultimately pushed her to her climax as well. her legs scrambled, trying to push her dick deeper as her load began to shoot out in big spurts. she nearly collapsed from how unstable her thrashing was, stumbling on the kitchen island a bit. her balls clenched tight, squeezing out every last drop of her thick cum deep into you.
she collapsed on top of you, sticky with sweat as she panted, her eyes drooping from exhaustion. you tried to catch your breath in shaky little inhales, the aftershocks still pulsating through you as abby pulled you close...
{ warnings } — smut, 18+, { minors do not interact } fem!reader, reader, undertaker x fem!reader, daddy kink, lingerie, praise, oral sex { m receiving } throatpie, rough sex, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, creampie
{ word count } — 1k
{ genre } — smut
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you could sense his frustrations, he had been locked up in his room the whole day, his mind perplexed as he struggled to figure out a simple promo he had thought of last night. in his tiredness he forgot to write it down or record it, he’d come to regret it in the morning.
you gave him some space, he needed that much at least. it was his first love, and nothing could take him away from that, not even you. hours had passed and he still remained locked in his room, the seclusion proved useless to him as his grunts of frustration could be heard from the other side of the house.
it wasn’t much but an idea popped into your head. your husband deserved a break, he’d gone without one for hours. quietly, you snuck into the bedroom, he kept the door unlocked so you could provide him food when he needed it, still it was a shock that he did not notice you.
you tiptoed to your side of the bed, reaching into the bottom draw of the bedside dresser, your eyes often averting from it to him, his back still to you in deep concentration. you sighed softly, grabbing a matching set of red lace lingerie, that would surely keep him distracted for a while.
quietly you raced into the bathroom, letting out an audible sigh thankful that you did not get caught. you quickly shed your clothing, slipping on the lace garments, you admired yourself in the mirror for a moment, it was his favourite set. you loved the way it hugged your curves tightly, accentuating your round ass and plump breasts. you felt as confident as ever.
you applied some light make-up, curled your hair the slightest, adding a deep red lip to match the lingerie. you stepped out of the bathroom with a sway in your hips. your husband had no idea what was coming. you entered the bedroom once more, quite in your steps as you wrapped your arms around his neck, hands slowly running down his chest.
“babygirl, i’m busy right now” he mentioned, prying your hands from his chest momentarily, focusing back to his work, still it did not deter you, you planted a soft kiss to his neck, your lips stained in red ink of his skin as you spun the chair around, making your face him.
“what the fuck-“ he halted his sentence, seeing your figure so scantily clad. he gulped thickly, eyes scanning your frame lustfully. “what’s all this for, babygirl?”
“i thought you’d might need a distraction, daddy” you purred seductively, kneeling between his legs as your hands stroked up his thighs, resting against the waistband of his sweatpants.
“oh yeah? and what did you have in mind?” he teased, feeling his cock harden at the sight of you. you merely giggled in response, prying his sweatpants down the slightest, reaching into his boxers and freeing his cock. he groaned slightly at the cold hair hitting his skin, yet your palm warm against his flesh.
you teased the head of his cock with your tongue, swirling slow circles around the glossy tip, shiny with his pre-cum. you kept a hand at the base of his cock, pumping his thick shaft, veins pulsing around the base of his cock. you took his size in your mouth, sucking lightly around his tip as your hands began to pump his shaft.
“oh fuck, babygirl” he groaned, knotting his fingers in your hair. you moaned around. his size, taking him deeper and deeper until your nose nuzzled against the mound of his cock.
“so fucking good…” he praises sent you core crazy. your wetness gathering against your folds, soaking your panties. he began to buck his hips, you kept your eyes fixated on him, allowing him to fuck your throat relentlessly. tears started to well in your eyes, slightly smearing the mascara you had so delicately applied, spit and pre-gum gathered around the corners of your lips, seeping down his shaft as well as your chin and throat.
“fuck babygirl, let daddy cum in your pretty little mouth…” his cock smeared with red lipstick, throbbing thickly as hot ropes of cum painted your cheeks white, leaking onto your heart-shaped lips. you pulled away, swallowing his seed thankfully, unclasping your bra in the process, he picked you up by your wrist, pushing you against his desk, your ass wiggling playfully in the air for him.
“you want daddy to fuck your pretty pussy, baby?” he lulled, tugging your panties to the side, your cunt glistening with your juices under the sunlight bleeding through the curtains.
“yes daddy! that’s all i want!” you whined, pushing your ass back against him. trying to gain some friction you so desperately craved. he wasted no time fulfilling your wish, his cock filling your tight cunt with ease, quickly slamming himself deep inside your walls with a ruthless pace
“oh fuck, daddy yes!” you cried, your nails, clawing at his desk, heavy moans leaving your lips as your hips pushed back against his cock. small hums of pleasure leaving his lips. his growls were low and guttural in your ears.
“you love my cock don’t you, babygirl?” you could only nod at his statement. “you like the way i fuck your cunt, huh?”
“yes daddy…” you whimpered, letting his cock fill you to the brim before coating your walls with his hot seed until it began to drip from your soaking cunt. he kept his movements, continuing to ruin your pussy until your own release. your juices making a mess of his thick cock. he pulled out, leaning over you, the last spurts of his seed dripping onto your plump ass as he kissed your lips softly.
orange shirt!abby who catches you in the act ˖❤︎ ︎ིྀ
— ˳✧༚ content warnings -> college au, established relationship, masturbation (r!), face sitting (a!receiving), cunnilingus (r!receiving), breast play (r!receiving), spanking (r!receiving), use of pet names, praise (r!receiving), soft dom!abby
— ˳✧༚ word count -> 2k
minors, do not interact <- 𓈒𓏸.°•
being a nerd’s girlfriend was equal parts bliss and torture. abby was everything you could ever want in a partner, and had been there for you since you’d first become roommates at the start of the year. but as sweet as she was, she drove you absolutely insane.
especially when she did innocent things that gave you dirty thoughts.
that stupid shirt shouldn’t have affected you the way it did. it was basic, and old. torn in some places and a little worn in others. but when abby had come out of the bathroom this morning after her shower, blonde hair in a messy braid, and that shirt gripping her wet muscles, you’d completely lost your mind.
how could someone be so hot without even trying?
this was one of abby’s fuller days, and you’d tried to distract yourself from the ache between your legs while you went about yours. you’d only had a morning class after your daily coffee run, so you spent the bulk of the afternoon catching up on homework. that is, until the longing for your girlfriend creeped in, and the heat between your legs returned.
you’d done enough homework for today. some quick relief was justified, right?
you move from your desk to the bed you and abby shared in your spacious dorm room, settling in and climbing underneath the covers. it doesn’t take anything for you to work yourself up, because when your hand hips into your panties, you find your pussy completely soaked.
you start with slow circles over your clit, the way abby does when she’s about to go down on you. you picture her in that shirt from this morning. the way it was likely a size too small, gripping her muscles in all the right places. how you could see her back through it, freckled and toned. and, of course, the cargos she’d thrown on along with it, leaving you feral and pining for more.
it’s not enough to satisfy you. a finger dips into your aching hole, pumping in and out with precision. you’ve cum quickly in the past, but you’re surprised by how fast the pleasure grows in your gut.
“abby,” you whine unconsciously, picturing her calloused fingers working your cunt while she hovers over you in the shirt from this morning. you think of her leaning down to flick her tongue against your clit, pushing you past the edge like she has so many times before.
the pleasure was too good, too consuming. your forehead is already slick with sweat as you chase your high. you add a second finger and the stretch makes you ache. if you keep going at this rate, you’re going to fall apart in minutes.
it feels so good, that you don’t hear the door to your dorm creek open.
“oh, baby.” a familiar voice pulls you out of your pleasure, catching you completely off guard. flustered, you pull your hand from your underwear, and make eye contact with its owner.
you look mortified as you sit up with eyes locked on your girlfriend’s, whose cheeks have now flushed pink. how long had she been standing there? “babe, oh, my god. . .i thought you had your lab!” you exclaimed.
“we got out early,” abby said, setting her bag down beside her desk. she closed the door quickly, thankfully you were the last door in the hallway, and approached you slowly, trying to find the right words. she wanted to respect your privacy, and conversely, didn’t want to embarrass you, but she couldn’t deny how turned on she was from catching you in the act. “what are you doing, sweets?”
“i’m. . .” you trail off, unsure of how to respond. a small whimper escapes your lips instead, and abby cups your chin while she hovers over you.
“touching yourself?” abby finishes for you, sitting on the edge of your shared bed. she takes in the sight of you, hair disheveled, sweat dripping down your skin. cheeks flushed. but she doesn’t tease. never has. not when she wishes she hadn’t left you this needy. “you could have texted, sweet girl. i would’ve come as soon as you did.”
“you had lab, babe. that’s more important than. . .” you gesture to yourself. “this.”
“baby,” abby said seriously, hand flittering down to your waist, making you shiver. “you’re mine now. that means you’re more important than any old lab.”
you can’t help the butterflies that fill you at her comment. how could someone be so perfect? you weren’t sure what you’d done to deserve her. “why do you always have to say the right thing at the right time?” you groan. “and why did you have to wear that stupid shirt this morning?”
abby gave you a little smirk, squeezing your hip. “oh, so that’s what this is about?” she looks down at her shirt with that usual look of innocence, and you scowl. “this old thing worked you up?”
“yes! you knew what you were doing. fits too tight. made me dizzy,” you grumble, giving her a playful shove. abby couldn’t help but be amused by your frustration. “i couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
“well, i’m here now, sweets,” abby cooed. she slowly pulled the blanket off you, gasping with need at the sight of your bare pussy. the vision never gets old. “so let me help you.”
you nod eagerly, resigning just like that. you were too needy to protest. “y- yeah, please. i need you.”
“mhm. n’what do you need?” abby asked. again, not to tease, but to listen to you. understand what you were craving. “my fingers, my dick. . .?” she suggests, and you shiver at both prospects. “or maybe my pussy?”
all of it sounds incredible, but you don’t have to think about it. even with all her listed choices, the one that goes unspoken is what you’re really after. “your tongue, baby. please.”
“yes, ma’am,” abby says without hesitation. she shifts then, and you think that she’s going to settle herself between your legs like always. that’s until she lays back on your shared bed, propped up on her elbows.
you tilt your head in confusion and gaze at her for a second before speaking. “babe, what are you—“
“well, i could take you like that,” she cuts you off, gesturing to your spread legs. “or you could sit on my face.”
the idea makes you practically salivate with need. the two of you had never done this before, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t sound like ecstasy. “your face?” you repeat to make sure you heard her right.
“mhm,” abby hummed, crooking her finger to gesture you closer. “figure i can get my tongue. . .deeper that way. now come here, gorgeous.”
you don’t have to be told twice. you crawl over abby and settle your thighs on either side of her head. her nose brushes against your pussy as you adjust, and her large hands grip your legs to keep you steady. you sit up a little then, avoiding settling your weight down on her just yet, unsure if she was ready.
unsure if you were ready.
“i. . .we’ve never done this before, babe. you’re sure you wanna…?” you say worriedly.
abby chuckles, pulling you a little further down. “of course i’m sure, babydoll. i wanna make you feel good. that’s my job,” she says, like the fact is common knowledge. for you, she wants it to be. “now sit your pretty pussy on this face.”
god, you want to protest. you really do. but you’re fucking desperate for your girlfriend, and find your body moving of its own accord as you plant your cunt on abby’s face. the sensation of her lips between your folds from this angle is immediately overwhelming, causing your hips buck into her mouth.
her hands grip your thighs tight, and you’re worried you might be hurting her, until her tongue slips inside you with practiced ease, curling deep into your pussy. you let out a loud moan of pleasure as you bounce up and down on her tongue shamelessly. “a- agh, abby!”
abby chuckles, the sound muffled by your mound. her hands pull you closer as her tongue glides against your sensitive clit. one hand sneaks behind you to grip your ass, delivering a small slap there. over the past few months of dating, she’s learned just what you like.
abby hums in acknowledgement, her next spank firmer and more unyielding than the last. with how gentle abby was outside of bed, you loved the way she could treat you like a slut behind closed doors, even with the undercurrent of sweetness.
you pull your shirt over your head to get it out of the way, and the gesture gives abby a perfect view of your hardened nipples. her hands slide out from under you to grasp both bouncing breasts, kneading them in attentive circles.
pleasure takes hold as you ride abby’s face, the combined touch of her calloused fingers on your breasts making it impossible to think straight. her tongue flattens for you to grind into it, and you can hear her whimpering from the sight of you above her like this.
getting caught in the act was worth it. because it’d never be as good as this.
“baby, i’m s’close,” you whine, like you could cry from how good it felt. you’d worked yourself up enough before abby’s arrival for an already impending orgasm to make sense, but it still felt the slightest bit pathetic. nevertheless, you whisper, “want to cum on your tongue s’bad.”
abby lets out a small chuckle, and you lift your hips to let her speak. her supple fingers continue their criminal kneading into your tits when she does. “you look so beautiful like this, babe. should’ve tried this sooner.”
“you’re beautiful- f- fuck,” you stutter through a teasing lick between your folds, pulling another laugh from abby. “a beautiful dick,” you groan.
“you still love me,” abby retorts, and unfortunately, it’s true. “now, come on, baby. let me take care of my pretty girl.”
you roll your eyes but oblige, lowering yourself back onto abby’s face. her efforts are doubled now as she devours you like you’re her last meal, her tongue heated and wet between your folds.
the previous banter is forgotten when you grind harder into her face. abby’s hands return to your thighs and squeeze them tight to pull you just as close. “babe, gah! can you even breathe?” you gasp.
“mhm,” abby mumbles with pleasure, and you can tell she’s enjoying this just as much as you are.
the girl is right where she wants to be.
it’s only a couple minutes more before that familiar burn coils in your abdomen, and you’re ready to let go. while abby’s busy lapping at your soaked cunt, you steady yourself with both hands on either side of her head, watching her face as she fucks you with her tongue. “please, babe, oh, fuck. need to cum.”
abby lifts your hips again to speak, knowing you wanted her permission. it was one of the things she adored about fucking you. “you can, sweet girl. want your cum all over me.”
it’s always the nerds, isn’t it?
her reassurance is all you need. your orgasm hits you like a freight train as you cum hard, gushing onto abby’s tongue and cheeks with a loud moan of her name. she licks you through it while her nails dig into your thighs, and her hips buck at the sight of your pleasure.
after leaving not a single drop behind, abby sits up when you move back to sit in her lap. you’re shaking as she brings a hand to your hips, using the other to wipe her face off.
then lick her fingers clean.
you shiver while you watch, and if it weren’t for the mind blowing orgasm you’d just experienced, you’d be getting worked up all over again. “you’re evil.”
“am i?” abby mused, but this time, the innocence was completely fabricated. “that’s not the impression i got when you were just screaming my name, beautiful.”
you giggle and shove her in the shoulder. “i hate you.”
“i love you,” abby smiled, pressing a tender kiss to your lips. you melt into it, wrapping your arms around her neck. when she pulls back, her expression is coy. “so, this shirt, huh. . .? i’m thinking of tossing it—“
abby caught you taking care of yourself, not that you'd mind
not proofread, porn no plot, top!abby, dom!abby, abby has a big clit, vibrator usage (reader), tribbing, squirting, slight? foot worship (r!receiving), no talking between characters
let me know if i missed any relevant tags
first smut fic be nice to me
the low hum of your vibrator purred in you and abby's shared bedroom. abby had gone out earlier to run errands and whatnot, so you got some time just for yourself. usually you wouldn't even need to resort to toys, abby was always there at your disposal, but this time was different.
you knew she'd be back before you were done. you knew she'd hear you and come watch.
she stood in the doorway to the bedroom, just observing. she watched how the vibrator rumbled against your clit, your pussy drooling as it vibrated deep into your flesh, reaching every nerve ending on your cunt just the way you like. you cracked your eyes open just to peek, enough for her to see the gleam of tour glossed over eyes. you saw her figure move closer, blurred by the curtain of your lashes.
the bed dipped under her weight and you kept the vibrator where it belonged and turned it on higher. your lips parted as the vibration grew faster, making your hole clench in pleasure.
you listened to the rustle of abby undressing herself, making you shiver with anticipation of what's to come.
when you felt her hand gently settle under the arch of your foot, you finally abandoned the vibrator onto the mattress. abby kissed from your toes to your knee, slow like honey while caressing your calf with her other hand. she pulled away from your skin, hooking her left hand behind your left knee and right hand under your right knee and pulling you closer.
you felt the damp heat of her cunt hovering over yours, dripping onto your slit. when she finally kissed your pussy with her own, you relaxed. leaning your head back and sighing out a moan as her huge clit rubbed inbetween your folds in circular motions.
abby hugged your right leg to her torso with her right arm, kissing your toes and the soft sole of your foot, occasionally lifting her cunt off of yours with a web of slick just to grind back down again.
once you started feeling the pleasure bottle up into the pit of your stomach, your breaths grew into heated and slightly ragged moans.
you felt abby lean down and in for a kiss. not a sweet one, though. you gladly accepted the kiss, her hot breath in your mouth as you lick her teeth and feel the ridges of the bone on your tongue. oh, how many times those teeth have bit you, and you complaining not one bit.
her tongue swirled around yours as she moaned into your mouth, her clit twitching in your cunt while she kept grinding on you.
finally, your orgasm exploded out of you, soaking abby and the bed as well. just the sight of you cumming, your pussy spraying like a fountain was enough to make abby cum, giving rough humps and on your pussy as she groaned in pleasure through the shocks of her orgasm.
she collapsed next to you, sweaty and panting. planting a sweet kiss onto your puffy lips, she pulled you into her arms, nestling her face into the crook of your neck where you could feel her smiling as her breath calmed.
oral finger fucking or finger sucking? any character u want to write 4
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pairings: abby anderson x afab!reader
content warnings: finger fucking, finger sucking, rough sex, squirting, use of baby, drool—lmk if i missed anything
wc: 355 (short one for y’all)
notes: just a short one for y’all as i work on other works ;)
not proof read—probably bad grammar oopsies
abby’s thumb parted your lips, teasing you while you hung slightly upside down off her bed. abby’s other hand was working on your clit drawing small whines that had escaped past your lips.
she couldn’t have you making all that noise, parting your lips once more she put two of her fingers into your mouth. not moving just keeping them there, for now.
the hand that was on your clit stopped moving and worked its way down to your entrance, she collected your wetness with her two fingers and pushed them inside of you, causing you to moan against her fingers. “suck.”
your mouth moved and bobbed up and down on her fingers, sucking them as she developed a pace inside your pussy that made your back arch up into her fingers.
your lashes grew wet with tears from the way she was stretching your pussy out, and the way she started thrusting her fingers in your mouth. she kept going deeper in your throat causing small gags to pass your lips, but she’d only go deeper in both your throat and pussy.
warm tears fell from your eyes hitting the floor, your stomach was growing warmer by the minute and you knew your orgasm was approaching. abby did too, your pussy clamped down around her fingers from just the way she dug into you.
abby’s fingers kept working at your throat causing drool to pool out of your mouth, “yeah look at you, such a pathetic slut for me.” that was all you needed to hear for your orgasm to come undone.
she picked up her pace as your orgasm, squirted out of you leaving her hand a wet mess from you. “god baby.” she removed her fingers from your throat causing a string of saliva to fall onto your face, a soft whine fell from your lips at the lack of her fingers.
she pulled her fingers out of your now sensitive pussy. “look at this mess baby.” you opened your eyes at that, her hand was fully soaked, and you knew that the bed was too. “you did so good baby, good girl.”
Summary: We are thought to love someone for who they are, and if we find the right person, they will love us back for who we are. Spoiler alert, you did not find the right person.
Word count: 4k
Warnings: Toxic relationship, controlling partner, manipulation, obsessive behavior, no use of Y/n, open ending-ish?
A/N: Reblogs, comments and likes are always appreciated!
It’s been long enough since you have seen Abby. To your relief, she had to film a movie in Paris and you decided not to accompany her this time, something that you would always do. And you were not ready to face her again, even though many months have passed since your last encounter. An encounter in which you decided you desperately need a break from her. You thought you could handle being in a relationship with someone so famous, someone who was always on display for others: to see, to laugh, to judge. But this… lifestyle, this was not for you. And after 4 years, you wanted to break away.
You weren’t sure why you tried to endure all of this for so long. When you think about the reasons, you cannot figure why. Happiness? You were clearly not happy anymore. Love? That feeling died long ago. Fear? You were not afraid of Abby, of course. She was never agressive towards you. Abby was not the cause of fear. So what else? Maybe what will happen after your break up will hit the news? Things will go crazy then. Her fans will destroy you because you had the audacity to break Abby’s heart, the tabloids will destroy you, the paparazzi will harass the living hell out of you and everyone you love. Only because…
You wanted freedom.
Fear, combined with your lover’s perseverence were two very good reasons you stayed for so long. Abby was very perseverent when she wanted something. And she wanted you to stay by her side as long as possible. She saw as well that you started falling apart little by little, but she refused to let you go, so she used all kinds of methods to make you happy again: expensive gifts, parties, alcohol, good sex, exotic trips, designer clothes… summarised, she used her power to keep you in a world you weren’t ready for.
Her actions might have worsened your situation, since you felt like suffocating everytime you were together. It was exhausting to try to please her, to be careful not to embarass her, to be on your best behavior when you were in public, to smile and be polite even though you were not feeling like yourself anymore. And maybe you weren’t you anymore. Since you have gotten in a relationship with Abby, she changed your life completely. She got you new clothes, a new house, a new car, a new job. Everything was new. She transformed you into someone she will not feel embarrased to walk down the street with.
But you realized it way too late.
And now, when you are facing her again after so many months, you finally succeded to bought up the idea of you two breaking up. Which upon hearing, Abby remained calm, collected. Your words did not phase her even a bit. She just smiled at you, shaking her head right after, as if she just heard something amusing like the dumb puns you would always tell her.
“What makes you say this?” She asked you as she looked back down at the menu, studying it thoroughly, as if it was more important than you.
“I don’t feel like myself in this relationship anymore” you reply on a stern voice, searching her blue gaze, but to no avail.
“Nonsense, darling” she shook her head slightly, as she frowned at the menu, surprised at how serious your tone was this time. Has she practiced this conversation before? She thought.
“Abby, I haven’t been feeling like myself for so long. When I look in the mirror I don’t even recognize this person. And you know this!” You explained, frowning as well.
Even if you finally managed to tell her firmly how you felt, her answer did not come. She just stayed silent as her eyes moved over the names in the menu.
“Abby are you-“ you spoke again, but she interrupted you.
“Would you like to try the ribs? They sound delicious” The blonde smiled as she glanced at you, then looked back down.
“Wh.. what?” You blinked at her multiple times, as if you could not believe your ears.
“The ribs, love.” She replied and you felt your blood boiling. She wasn’t even taking you seriously. She tought you were having another episode where you threw a fit and tell her to break up.
“I don’t want your fucking ribs, I want to break up!” You screamed at her, hitting the table with anger, making the cutlery shake.
Her eyes instantly landed on you, gaze cold as ever as she raised an eyebrow at you. She was happy she reserved this whole area of the restaurant for your dinner, since she predicted something like this.
“You want to break up with me?” Abby repeated in a mocking way, almost laughing and throwing away the menu.
“Yes.” You replied firm, maintaining the eye contact.
“Because you don’t feel like yourself anymore.” She repeated the words.
“Yes.”
“You sound ridiculous right now.” She scoffed at you. “You know that if I would have let you be yourself with me, they would have eaten you alive, don’t you? And I fucking told you this. I fucking told you and you agreed-“
“This is not what-“ you tried speaking, but she offered you a death glare which made you quiet.
“And now you are blaming me? For something you wanted?” Abby accused you as she raised from her chair, wanting to make everything more dramatic than it actually were. At the end of the day, she is still and actress.
“I wanted you! I did not want all of this!” You followed her movements, not letting her look down on you.
“But you enjoy all of this, don’t you?” She asked with a mocking smile.
“I don’t-“
“Oh please, if someone were to hear you right now, they will think you are crazy! Telling me you don’t like the luxury life I am giving you. Unbelievable.” Abby started chuckling and you got more annoyed since she completely misinterpreted your words, again.
“It is about my mental health, Abby.“ you replied, feeling your anger build up.
“And what about mine? I am the one people throw shit at, not you. How can you be so selfish?” She shook her head.
“I…I want to break up, Abby. These months in which I have been away from you were the best moments of my life.” You ignored her question, already used to her tactics: distracting you from your problems, invalidating your feelings, making your pain seem smaller than hers. You do not have to explain shit to her and she knows it. You were tired. You could not be with such a person anymore.
You saw her features turn to stone after your words left your mouth. She was not happy knowing that her absence benefited you rather than bringing you sadness.
“You know what they will say about you, right? That you were with me for my money, that you waited to have all these things and then dump me. It doesn’t matter how long you have been with me. They will-“
“I will give you everything back to you, so that no one will accuse me of being such a person. I just want to end it. I can’t do it no more, Abby. I am tired.” You sighed, closing you eyes for a few moments. You inhaled deeply, trying to stay composed and stick to your plan. You were going to get out of this misery. Ironic, isn’t it? Luxury and misery are something so different yet so much alike.
Abby ran her fingers through her blonde looks and sighed as well, feeling defeated for the first time in her life. She always got things her way, but she did not see this coming. She did not expect your decision to be so firm, so… final. She thought she could get away again, making you stay with her more, but this time it was about to end.
“Alright.” She replied, her tone cold and her eyes avoiding yours.
You looked at her suspiciously, frowning at what she just said. It was what you wanted. And it was… easier than you have expected.
“But under one condition.” Abby added, and you scoffed.
Of course.
“What is your condition?” You questioned, intrigued to know her request.
“You are still going to attend the film premiere and after party as my partner.” She requested as she raised her head, making eye contact.
“Okay, but I have a condition now.” You replied with a smile, making her raise an eyebrow at you.
“We will break things off at the after party, so that we can say everything was mutual and there is no bad blood between us.” You suggested.
She looked at you for a few moments, probably analyzing your proposal, before she raised her hand towards you.
“Then we have a deal?” She said as she waited for you to shake it.
“Deal.” You smiled as you reached for her hand as well.
Two weeks have passed sincer your last discussion with Abby. Since then you haven’t really seen her much, nor you wanted to. You talked over the messages a few times, but nothing about your personal lives. You acted nothing like lovers and this was good. Maybe she finally understood you are over for good. And so, the day of the premiere came faster than you realized.
You were more excited to announce your break up than see the movie your “girlfriend” was starring in and for which she worked so hard. You remembered Abby’s words that night at the restaurant, when she called you selfish. Maybe you were. But once in your life you deserved to be like this. Since all you did until now was to think about others.
The movie was good, great even. Abby was such a great actress and really knows how to get into a character’s role. She was made for this, it could not even be denied. Your reaction was hard to decipher this time. In the past you would be drooling and getting jealous over the sexy scenes she had to film. This time you just watched with a straight face, not even looking away when Abby and her co-star were making out on the big screen. You didn’t know there will be scenes like this, but you didn’t even care to ask. Nor Abby cared to tell you. She probably wanted to get a reaction out of you. You saw her looking at you with the corner of your eyes, but she received nothing in return, which visibly affected her since her jaw clenched.
When the movie ended, you were the first one to stand up and give an applouse, followed by the other people in the room. You were truly happy that it ended and you will never have to be here after this night ever again. Your freedom is so near, you can taste it.
Everyone evacuated the theatre one by one. You left beside Abby who was immediately approached by interviewers but she cut them short since you had a party to attend in less than 5 minutes. You were greatful she did not want to waste time and just get over with what you had to get over with.
“Ready?” She leaned and wishpered as you walked to the club.
“Yes.” You replied, frowning a bit at her question. You waited for this moment for so long, why wouldn’t you be ready?
“Just making sure you didn’t change your mind.” She smiled at you, causing a knot in your stomach.
You did not answer her, not because you did not have one, but because you arrived at the club and the subject couldn’t be talked so freely since a lot of people were here: family, friends and aquintances. No one had to know about this.
Abby disappeared as soon as you stepped in the club, murmuring something in your ear but due to the music you could not hear her very well, not did you question her again, since she was the last person you wanted to be near. You decided to get a drink in the mean time, since you needed to have more courage in you once the news will break out.
As you made your way through the crowd, you felt a hand grip your bare shoulder. You thought it was Abby again, but when you turned around, you saw Nora and Manny smiling at you, causing you to relax a bit.
“Girl, I have been calling you.” She said as she pulled you in a hug. You quickly accepted it, happy to be in the presence of other people. You then went to Manny to also give him one, not wanting for him to be left out.
“Sorry, I have a lot on my mind right now.” You apologized to both if them, not wanting them to feel bad.
“We know how you feel, believe me.” Nora assures you while carresing your hand, making you frown a bit.
They do?
“You do?” You ask quite perplexed.
“Of course we do.” Manny answered, causing your heart beat rate to raise.
“Abby told you?” You questioned again.
“Yeah, she told us today.” Nora replied.
“And… umm, what do you think about the news?” You faked a laugh, not expecting Abby to already tell them. It was not her style.
“I think you two should have done this sooner.” Manny answered, and Nora nodded.
“Like way sooner!” She gesticulated in a dramatic manner, keeping you in a confused state. Does Abby know her friends think about our relationship this way?
“Hey, would it be possible for me to be the mai-“
Nora got interrupted by the whizzing of the microphone, making everyone turn their attention towards the stage. Where you saw Abby hold it and smiling apologetically because she stopped the music all of a sudden and created that annoying sound.
“Sorry about this, it’s my first time on a stage.” She joked, making everyone in the room laugh and comment on how charming and funny she is. Only if they knew the real her. Maybe this is why she could act so well in her movie. Cause she just played herself.
“I want to thank everyone again for working so hard for this movie. It was a magical experience amd I am greatful I can share this experience with you all!” She said and people started clapping, probably impressed by how humble she is.
“Now, I have something to get off my chest if you will let me.” She became more serious as the applause died down. “I have some news to deliver to you. Some of you know, some of you don’t. But tonight you will all find out.” She spoke and this time, her gaze met yours.
“I am sure that most of you know my girlfriend” Abby smiled at you and you returned it awkwardly, since everyone started looking at you. You knew this is how it will go, but the reality is way worse.
“We have been together for 4 years. And we had some great moments together, but sometimes all the good things become old things and have to end.” Abby announced all of a sudden, filling the club with gasps and whispers. No one understood what was going on. She really liked to make a scene about this.
She began to walk down the stage, making her way towards you. You wanted to run away from her, but your feet did not work. You felt frozen in place.
“Today, she will no longer be my girlfriend…” Abby continued and stopped a few centimeters in front of you. “…but my wife.”
Your mouth opened in shock, along with everyone else in the club. You did not understand what was going on, what was she doing? What was all of this? She put you on the spot like this to make it harder for you to deny her? No… she manipulated you into doing what she wanted. She wanted you to be her partner at the movie premiere knowing that you would also want to make a break-up announcement at the after-party.
She got you where she wanted.
“Do you want to start something new with me? Do you want to marry me?” Abby smiled at you, and from outside it seemed like a caring, loving smile, but you knew her more than anyone else. She was smiling victoriously, because she won.
•when he makes love to you is like fireworks like the 4th of July
•he's a ass and thighs person but he will touch you titties he likes how soft it is
•if he's willing he will take off the mask to kiss your lips
•when he get used to sex and know how you like it the he will go all out
•"ahh~ that's it~ suck daddy's cock"
•"Fuck you feel so good to me baby~"
•"Ahhh~ yes..~ ride that dick yes~
(if he was submitted now if he was dominant)
•"ohh~ yes baby suck daddy's cock oh yeah~" he growl's
•him with the mask on and fucking you like a bitch in heat
•maybe he will allow you to touch his chest when your riding him
(more Dom Kane)
•*grown and low moaning*
•"ah~ damnit com'ere and take daddy's cock"
•"Don't you run away from me!"
•he will make you take his cock over and over again for hours
•you can sit on his face let him taste you he will make you beg to be fucked even in his locker room (sorry idk what it's called)
•his aftercare is gentle and sweet he will check for bruises and scratches,and cuddle you with those muscles arms of warm and protection
•Kane Love's you but when he's horny he will get what he wants
The UNDERTAKER
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•he's the type of person to take his time with you because he loves you and wants you to feel loved
•When he's aggressive he would grab you and take you to your room
•loves the cuddling but don't say that he does
•when you and him are in the mood he would definitely pick you up bridal style and speed walk towards the bedroom
*when you were in the shower The undertaker came in as you did know as you were washing your arms, you heard him hum as you jumped a little and turned around to look up at him but you looked at his body as your face turned red, the undertaker seems unbothered by you look at him
•he wants you to look at him while he's naked he loves the look on your face
•he picks you up out of the shower and goes to the bedroom as there was a towel on the bed for you to lay on so don't even ask to get dry he won't do it
•he loves the anvil position and Doggystyle he just needs to pound into you
•he would say things like "don't be afraid little one..I'll be gentle" "I'm not done yet get back here!" "Agh~ say my name sweetheart~ *as he pants*" "Oh little one~ you're doing so good for daddy" "cum for me princess~ ah~"
•he doesn't moan often so be lucky that he does to you
•if you are top then he will be kinda submissive I mean he goes moaning like crazy when you hit the right spot on his cock
•he would be drooling and a mess he would say things like "o-oh fuck little o-one~" "F-fuck me...fuck me ahh~" "more I need more please" *he moans louder* "little one please let me cum~" *his body starts to shake as he gets more heated*
•if you tease him too much he will take advantage of you and wrap his arms around you waist and back and pound you until you beg for more
•after everything he's cuddly and he will rub your stomach and kiss your face as he is worried that he pound you to hard
*I am very sorry that I took too long and I mean too long I forgot about this so I came back to update it again I'm so sorry*
Threesome with your husband gojo and his close friend Eren ᥫ᭡.
Satoru Gojo x bimbo black reader x Eren Yeager
Your husband gojo thought it would be really fun to spice up y’all’s sex life with you and his other close friend Eren Yeager.
Gojo couldn’t invite his friend geto since he was away on vacation. Gojo only trusted geto and eren and nobody else.
You were flustered and shocked that gojo would be okay with getting manhandled by his close friend knowing how possessive gojo would get.
Eren was behind you, pounding relentlessly into your pretty brown soaking wet pussy while gojo was in the front deep-fucking your throat, having a firm grip on your curly hair while his balls slaps against your chin repeatedly.
Your beautiful brown eyes were rolled to the back of your head, feeling intense pleasure as tears rolled down your pretty face running your makeup.
“Haah fuckkk..! your girl feels so fucking good. She’s squeezing me.” Eren groans out, red in the face.
SMACK!
he lift up his hand and smacks your plump brown ass getting carried away by the moment and your body jolted from the pain and pleasure from Eren hand slapping your ass.
Your whimpering moans and mewls were muffled by gojo ruining your throat trying so hard not to gag on his dick.
“Shitttt.. She sure is~” gojo huffs out, titling his head back enjoying your mouth that was pleasuring him so fucking good he was close to cumming along with Eren.
Eren lets out a few more brutal poundings into your soaking wet pussy then he pulls his thick dick out and he strokes his dick and he lets out a hot load on your ass.
You also cum as well, squirting all over Eren and the couch beneath you.
Gojo lets a few more thrust into your throat and he lets out the most sluttiest moan when he releases his hot load into your throat making sure swallow it all and not missing a single drop.
Gojo pants and breaths heavily pulling his dick out of your mouth and caressing your head lovingly. “such a good girl taking two dicks at the same time.” He coos and lifts up your head with his hands gently and kisses your plump lips roughly smearing your lip gloss on him so more.
It felt so amazing to get ruin by two dicks at the same time maybe it wasn’t so bad to do this all the time.
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