Why do I have the feeling that Daryl loves having his back scratched (esp in the morning) and does that funny twitchy stuff when he gets a good spot idk im just obsessed rn
Ohhh absolutely. Daryl loves a back scratch. Of course, I feel like he’d have to get to know you well before he lets you scratch his back and massage him, but I feel like it’s a very intimate thing for him. I don’t think he would ask for it, but he’d give you a look that you just know means “I need your hands on me.”
For Daryl, I think physical touch is so very, very intimate and special to him. He doesn’t like being touched by people he doesn’t know very well, but he LOVES sharing in touches with his lover. I think it even becomes one of his strongest love languages as time goes on.
I think Daryl has associated physical touch with pain for a great deal of his life, so finally associating physical touch with love and care and sweetness is such a relief for him. I could see it becoming a ritual between them—everyday after he comes home from a hunt or a watch, he settles down in bed and lets her rub/scratch/massage his back… and he for sure lets out some cute little groans and closes his eyes and hums… oh he gets so cute and happy when he gets his back scratches lol
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Welp.
Another blog for another hyper-fixation 🤷♀️
Going through my likes on my main and posting all my LoZ/LU posts here.
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i dont think ppl on here talk about maisy enough. can we talk about maisy
can everoyen please post mmore maisy.
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its pulsing her name in morse code😭🤭🤭
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all i do i think about mean!abby i need her </3 her strap game would be toooo good
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𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ mean!abby…omg i’m literally drooling thinking about how she’d make you ride her thigh and then teases you for leaving a wet spot. “you’re always making such a fucking mess, now i have to clean it up. no, don’t stop now. don’t stop until i tell you to.”
her strap game is impeccable by the way. she’ll sit you on her lap, slip it in nice and easy. watching your eyes roll back while you go brain dead on her cock. then she’ll stop thrusting and force you to ride her until your legs grow tired and numb. and when you’re begging her to help you reach your peak, she just crosses her arms. doesn’t even look at you! pulls out her phone and starts scrolling. “if you’ve got the energy to whine and beg in my ear then you’ve got the energy to finish yourself off.”
and this lasts like…two minutes because you’re literally struggling to move. she’s stretching your pussy open wide, cock covered in your slick juices. (and probably a mixture of your spit because she likes to watch you gag on her before she fucks you. you have to earn that prize.)
you can’t do it anymore. you’re shaking all over. so she groans, rolls her eyes, sets her phone down and grabs your chin. “you’re so fucking weak, can’t do anything yourself, huh?” and she doesn’t let you respond with a frantic “i’m sorry-“ before grabbing your hips and thrusting up into you. hands squeezing at your sides so roughly you’re sure she’ll leave bruises. pace unforgiving. she’s fucking relentless. she’s fucking you into next week.
and even after you come all over her and drip down her legs and your thighs, she doesn’t stop thrusting. she’s not going to stop thrusting until you come again and again and again. (that’s what you get for being so weak.)
plus, she loves how you sound when you’re overstimulated. <3
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can you please write about ✂️ with Abby😳💖💖💖
oh my god. yes. [small drabble since im just starting back!!]
warnings: 18+ [MINORS AND MEN DNI], reader x abby, scissoring [duuuuhhhhh], short story w/ no background, no established relationship, rushed ending, idk what else atp.
despite popular belief, abby prefers scissoring. something about skin to skin contact with you, bumping your clits together vigorously, only focusing on your orgasms- it's intimate.
the first time you scissored her wasn't awkward at all; abby let you get on top, let you pick the pace, and guided you a little when you got tired. her care for you was something you never experienced before, something that made you 100x more comfortable with her.
"mmfuck- abby," you breathed in between kisses, your clothed pussy grinding against her pelvis, hands gripping at her toned biceps. her hands traveled up and down your sides, lifting up your oversized shirt and revealing your soaked panties. the room was hot, only noises heard was the heavy breathing and wet kisses shared between the two of you. her eyes, dark and heavy-lidded, stared into your soul.
"what's wrong, baby?" she asked, a hand travelling down to your hip, guiding you as you whimper helplessly. "what d'ya need?"
moments later, you two were in the middle of the living room, on the couch, heavily panting as the sound of wet squelches and skin slapping fill the room to the brim. sweaty bodies atop of each other, small moans leaving both of your mouths. "jus' like that, cmon," she moaned, one large hand on your hip, rocking you in just the right places. your head is fuzzy, no thoughts, no worries, just focusing on the feeling in between your thighs. one of your hands grip onto her leg, leaving a hand mark; the other holding onto the couch for dear life. "so fuckin' pretty," she whispers, a hand coming up to caress your tit. "say you've never done this before but-" her head tilts back, cutting her sentence off with a loud groan. she guides you to go faster, juices spreading all over your heat. your legs are getting weak, the feeling becoming overbearing as you reach your climax. "cumming already? fuck, you're perfect," she coos. all you can do is hold onto her while riding out your orgasm. she talks you through it, praising how good you are to her. "good girl.."
not soon after, she does the same, using your sensitive bud to get her off. you lean down and leave wet kisses all over her body, lipgloss marking your territory. her chest moves up and down as she comes to her senses, body still trembling from pleasure. "that was.." she starts, but she ends up just giggling, looking at you laying on her bare chest. her laugh is contagious, causing a small abruption of laughter in the room. you both lay there, feeling closer than ever.
a/n: yay no hiatus anymore! i hope i dont jinx that. anyway hope this was good and im excited to get back into writing :p!!
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dear LORDDDDDDDDDD 🥵🥵🥵
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ACHING TO TOUCH HER
- request
an: based on my experience, don't take it too serious, just some comfort for those insecure (specifically about the body)
ABBY ANDERSON
⋆ would learn to recognize when you're not feeling the nicest and would tell you immediately how pretty you look
"stop looking at yourself in the mirror, you look nice" your hands, resting on your stomach just som seconds ago, moved to the sides of your body. You didn't feel comfortable enough with the clothes you were currently wearing, there was something odd.
You shifted your eyes towards her, taking a deep breath "just nice?" "shut up, come here" her arms extended, making space for you to crawl to her into a very comforting hug, probably what you needed.
⋆ understands how stressful it can be to have those thoughts so she's always patient with you whenever you're having a tough day.
⋆ kisses on your temple whenever you seem off, zoning out while you look at yourself on any reflection, whenever you seem physically uncomfortable, whenever you say words not so nice about yourself. She finds her way to comfort you.
⋆ she's completely in love with everything that makes you, you. Your hair, eyes, nose, strength, size, height. Anything she adores about you because it's you.
⋆ notices the smallest changes on you and compliments them, always.
"your hair looks different today, I like it"
⋆ she knows you, a lot. Would always let you know what looks good on you, what you should try, what changes you should do. And would always be so tender with her words.
"Saw this the other day, though it'll look good on you"
⋆ finds your glasses the sexiest thing ever. Your hair, she adores it, she definitely learns to take care of it properly, to help you comb it, she takes her time with you. Your stomach, she can't help but put her hands on you whenever you wear tight clothes, the way it looks it's the most hot shit she's ever seen and she has to touch it. Thighs, ass, boobs, anything like that, no matter the size, she needs her hands on it, specifically on public.
⋆ has to let you know with actions how much she loves everything about you and your body.
⋆ she finds stretch marks hot so... yeah
⋆ any freckles and moles you have she counts them, memorize them, god she's in love with ur body.
⋆ "pretty girl"
DINA
⋆ she's always calling u lots of compliments. Ass gurllll so, wearing something tight? She'll let you know how hot you look and how much she adores you in that.
"What?" You murmured once you realize how she was practically eye fucking you. She just laughed, shrugging her shoulders "nice ass"
You kept on wearing those jeans, just for her.
⋆ likes showering with you and telling you how much she loves every inch of your body. Cuddling and resting her hands on your stomach or run her fingers trough your arms as she murmurs how gorgeous you are.
⋆ can tell when you're off but gives you space or directly asks you what she can do to help/ does something about it.
"Hey... babe, come here, yeah?" You've been a while just looking at the wall. Today had been exhausting, and looking at your reflection wasn't quite the best idea ever. You felt uncomfortable in your own body, and everything felt so overwhelming.
It wasn't until her arms embraced you, pulling your body towards her, that you realized how much everything was affecting you. What would you do without her?
⋆ Always ask u the reason, worried she said or did something even thought she knows she's never the reason.
⋆ late night talks about it. She wants to know what bothers you so much and what's the background of it.
⋆ eye to eye cuddling while she caresses every inch of your body.
⋆ kisses everywhere everyday all the time
⋆ doesn't allow any mean words to yourself "Hey, don't say that" accompanied with a slightly harsh tap on the side of your arm or over your shoulder
ELLIE WILLIAMS
⋆ always worried about you, the minimum you look sad or off or just not the happiness she's already asking you whats wrong, what happened, did she do something?
"What is It?" "Did I do something?" "C'mon babe" "shhh, it's alright"
⋆ hands and eyes all over your body, all the time
"Can't understand how you don't see how fucking hot you look right now babe"
⋆ learns about patience. She can be pretty harsh sometimes we know that, but she would never ever mess with your appearance, no matter what.
⋆ always takes her time to comfort you on hard days, hearing you without saying a word until you're done. Lots of hugs and kisses for u
⋆ tries to convince you you're the hottest person alive but eventually learns to actually support you based on what you find comforting <3
⋆ breaks her heart to see the disappointment on your face whenever you're not fully comfortable with your clothes, makeup, anything
⋆ always offers you help "want my hoodie?" "Wanna go home babe?"
an:
1- abby finds glasses hot
2- curly haired, fat, black, Latina women? They all drive them crazy, those are facts stfu
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Some friends and I unleashed the krakens upon a sand festival!
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Listen I love TLOU and the fandom very much but a lot of people (not calling anybody out) need a reality check and need to grow up. I wanna say my two cents on things that bother me in this fandom.
1. Boycotting for Palestine
I have seen multiple times on multiple occasions where people would sit on their phone and complain about why writers are “flooding the tags with this boycotting bullshit” and honestly all I have to say is your super childish you can’t take a hour or a week out of your day to raise awareness on a important topic that is affecting millions of people? Your so horny so down bad for pixelated characters that you don’t care about the innocent children, women and men that are dying in Palestine? The boycotting isn’t gonna stop just because you want your needs filled, the boycotting isn’t going to stop because you think it needs to, it’s not gonna stop until Palestine is free. And if you wanna read things that bad then read nobody is stoping you but a take into ignition that if a writer is spreading awareness then don’t be ignorant and say stupid shit
2. Less Sex and more angst or other genres.
Listen I love Abby and Ellie just like everyone else and I read a lot of smut about them but does that all y’all see when y’all look at them? As sex objects? Like I’m not saying that you should stop writing smut for those characters but write other things to that don’t involve smut, like angst I see a lot of people under that tag say how they wish writers would as write other things that isn’t just smut and majority of the time when they say that they get hated for it. It lowkey gets boring reading fanfics where the whole plot is smut, smut, smut. And again I’m not saying to stop writing smut but please for the love of whatever you believe in write other genres.
3. Black inclusivity
As a black writer and a black person TLOU tag isn’t inclusive enough. I know you must be thinking “Why are we speaking about this again?” Because I’m honestly so tired of how uninclusive the fandom is like I said before Ellie dates WOC if you don’t know what WOC is it’s Women Of Color all of Ellie’s girlfriends where WOC now I’m not saying you can’t write for Ellie as a white person and I’m not saying that never did all I am saying is once again all of Ellie’s girlfriend where POC
Riley was a Black African American who Dated Ellie
Cat the girl who wasn’t mentioned alot but is in the game is Asian American who also dated Ellie
Dina is a Jewish (Mexican, Middle Eastern ) American who dated Ellie
Also yes we know when the reader is white coded so don’t try a put that you don’t mention when race mentioned cause you do and we can tell when you do “She’s Petite and cute with her long blonde hair” or whatever you bitches be saying we know when you guys aren’t inclusive the whole point of fanfiction writing is to be inclusive is to make sure that readers can see themself in your xreader so if your putting all these “white things and then labeling your story as “the readers race is not mentioned” or that OC stuff that y’all do then just label the story as a white reader or a OC reader
4. Futa, trans and masc
Now here I’m gonna discuss two or three things starting off with Futa and Trans. Now I don’t know when “Futa” or “Trans” Ellie and Abby came from but a lot of you readers need to understand and learn the difference between the two because they are both very different things.
Futanari: is the Japanese word for hermaphroditism, which is also used in a broader sense for androgyny. Beyond Japan, the term has come to be used to describe a commonly pornographic genre of eroge, manga, and anime, which includes characters that show primary sexual characteristics from both females and males. In today's language, it refers almost exclusively to characters who have an overall feminine body, but have both female and male primary genitalia (although a scrotum is not always present, while breasts, a penis, and a vulva are). The term is also often abbreviated as futa(s), which is also used as a generalized term for the works themselves.
Transgender (often shortened to trans) is someone whose gender identity differs from that typically associated with the sex they were assigned at birth. Some transgender people who desire medical assistance to transition from one sex to another identify as transsexual. Transgender is also an umbrella term; in addition to including people whose gender identity is the opposite of their assigned sex (trans men and trans women), it may also include people who are non-binary or genderqueer. Other definitions of transgender also include people who belong to a third gender, or else conceptualize transgender people as a third gender. The term may also include cross-dressers or drag kings and drag queens in some contexts. The term transgender does not have a universally accepted definition, including among researchers.
Mind you I am not transgender I am nonbinary but I see a lot of transgender people speak up about how offensive it is to write a character as Transgender but it’s not really transgender but a Futanari remember a Futa is a character who is assigned a gender at birth but just has extra sexual parts like a penis.
Now another thing that bothers me is how y’all Masculinize Masc Lesbians as if they still aren’t women themselves like every time I read a fanfic with Ellie or Abby or even Vi and Sevika from Arcane you guys like to ignore they fact that they are also women themselves like it’s not gonna kill you to give those characters feminine compliments there shouldn’t be a reason why your calling these women “handsome” or other Masculine compliments and also a lot of Masculine women where makeup it’s not just a feminine woman thing. Masc Lesbians are women they aren’t men so stop treating them as if they are men and ignoring the fact that they are women
5. the Innocent childish reader gotta stop.
They title says enough I don’t think I need to say too much but a lot of y’all get innocent and corruption mixed up but a corruption kink is When you find the idea of "corrupting" someone, mostly in a sexual way, like taking virginities or introducing people to stuff like bdsm etc. It's the idea of having someone "pure" do "bad" things under your influence. And innocent is not corrupted or tainted with evil or unpleasant emotion; sinless; pure. not guilty of a particular crime; blameless. (From the dictionary)
Y’all need to understand yes not everyone knows what sex is but everyone knows what a vagina is what a penis is, what a orgasm is and what sex is but they may not knows what happens when you have sex so making the reader what y’all call innocent isn’t innocent it’s honestly to me perverted cause the only one who would say something like “my cunny feels weird 🥺” or that “what is sex 🥺” is a child. Children don’t know what sex is children don’t know what pleasure or orgasms is and when y’all say “the reader is a Bimbo” is also funny cause Bimbos know what sex is as well yes they may be stupid but they aren’t slow so before you make a innocent reader please think “am I making my reader act like a child or am I gonna make her really innocent like how regular grown ass adults act?” so don't get not knowing and "innocent" mixed up
6. The stories where they have sex inside a church also gotta stop
Now I’m not a Christian but these stories are honestly really bad and are Blasphemy a lot of people have come out and said that they don’t like the fact that people are writing stories about church in a sexual way like their shouldn’t be any reason why your characters are fucking inside a church, that’s like stomping on someone’s dead grave. You guys do shit like this and then wonder why Christian’s don’t like us. Religion isn’t something to be sexualized it’s not something to be playing with either this idc how much you hate Christianity you can be a Atheist, or Catholic or Jewish but please for the love of whatever you believe in don’t sexualize people’s religion.
That’s all I can think of at the moment if I think of more I’ll of course make a part two to this but don’t take anything I said here to heart it’s just my blunt honest opinion on things in this fandom and if I get hate for this 🤷🏾♀️
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Okay so when do you think Daryl figured out he had feelings for reader,like full on “I’m so in love with this woman” feels? Before they got together or after? And did he act any different when he came to the realization? Omg I’m so in love with his interpretation of him I just wanna hear you talk about him and reader for hours
Hi! I'm gonna put a "keep reading" thing on this because I went a little overboard lol
I am assuming you mean in The Beginning universe? Or do you mean in general?
I will probably answer in terms of The Beginning because that's like my main interpretation of Daryl and I love that Reader (she's literally me) and their relationship
So I think Daryl was sort of instinctually smitten with her basically the moment he saved her from that walker in the woods in Georgia. I mean, he definitely wasn't aware of it, but at the very least, I think he was just... attracted to her. Like, I don't know, soulmate shit. Very corny, I know, but what am I if not a little corny?
I think Daryl was definitely like "oh... she's really pretty," in his head, but he definitely tried to suppress those thoughts because a) they're literally in the middle of the apocalypse and no one has time to fall in love (even tho they eventually do because of course you can't keep them away from each other!), and b) he is so insecure at times that he definitely didn't think she would feel the same way.
But as for when he knew he was IN LOVE with her? It's hard to say because we have to recognize that Daryl is cautious with people and tends to not trust very easily, but I like to think he made kind of an exception for her. If you read the series, you know they got together only after about a month or so of knowing one another.
So I don't think there was any particular moment where he knew he loved her, but there was definitely a gradual buildup. Like even on the first night they met, he was starting to develop a BIG soft spot for her. Daryl is observant as hell and I think he noticed how big her heart is. She took him in to her group for a start, which he probably thought was a little um STUPID of her (lol it kinda was), but mostly he appreciated how open-minded and kind she was. And when he found out that she didn't even eat meat, but she was grateful for Daryl hunting for them anyway? He couldn't believe that she was so unselfish for putting the needs of her group before her own, and he found a commonality there. Daryl cares about his family more than he cares about himself, too. He appreciated that.
And she brought him a bunch of nuts (I don't remember what kind of nuts lol... hazelnuts maybe?) as a way to say thank you to him for helping their group, and I think that also started a spark.
And just getting to know her slowly at the Atlanta camp, and that night he opened the geode for her. Actually, I think that's when READER fell in love with him. That rock is really important to her. It stretches back to her relationship with her father, who collected geodes. I think that touched her heart so deeply, and she fell HARD. You know that saying, he fell first, but she fell harder? That kind of thing.
But she, too, suppressed it. Carol points out how much she seems to admire Daryl, but Reader brushes it off. That stems from her issues with relationships and not wanting to be with a man again, after having a pretty bad relationship before in which she didn't feel appreciated or really loved.
And then, as we know, things come to a head at the CDC, where a little too much alcohol results in Reader's confidence going way up, and she and Daryl admit that they both have feelings for each other. I admit that when I wrote the scenes at the CDC, I think I went too far in making them like LOVE each other already lol. I mean, I do think they already loved each other and just didn't realize it, but they don't say "I love you" until after they have sex for the first time at the farm in season 2. It all culminates there, and I think then we see their relationship really blossom.
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abby core
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jfc, this is actually fucking crazy 😭 but maybe i should do this again … ?
edit: you’re welcome 😊
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I would love an ellie x reader x abby fic, something super smutty, but modern day. I don’t mind unique details, I will give your free reign on those I just want something powerbottom abby x masc top ellie.
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um okay. so this is actually so unnecessarily long like why did i do that also it’s terrible please don’t beat me up okay :( it’s um definitely something guys if u hate it i’ll delete it I SWEAR I SWEAR
inexperienced!lesbian (me asf) reader x ellabs, reader orgasm, lowkey mean ellabs but ignore that, i didn’t even do the request properly everyone throw tomatoes at me :(
2k words!
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The time on your phone flashed 11pm, and underneath it was a flash flood weather warning. You had been watching the news closely and carefully, but even they didn’t predict this.
“I thought they said it would clear up around 10.” Ellie joins you on the couch, a bag of fruit gummies in her hand. You nod, but don’t take your eyes off of your phone. “That’s what i thought too. I don’t know, maybe I can make it home before it gets too bad.”
Just as the words leave your mouth, Abby walks back into the living room. She rips a piece of paper towel off of the stand in the kitchen, drying her hands. “Or you could spend the night here and not end up swimming home.”
Ellie snort laughs but you bite your lip. “I don’t want to intrude. Suddenly having someone else in your private space for longer than planned? Sounds overstimulating.”
Abby joins the both of you in the living room, a bottle of water in hand. She plops herself down on the loveseat, manspreading and leaning back. You feel a knot twist in your stomach. “I don’t mind having you here for longer. Els?”
Ellie tosses a gummy in her mouth before responding. “You’re a pleasure to be around.”
Abby and Ellie wanted to ease your nerves a bit, and proposed a game of two truths and a lie. Fairly simple, you tell a person two truths and one lie about yourself and they have to guess the lie. A half hour had passed and you felt yourself loosening up around them. Laughing at how ridiculous they were being.
“No, i swear it’s the truth. I shook hands with him and everything.” Ellie holds her hands up innocently, insisting she didn’t lie.
Abby shakes her head, bringing a hand up to rub her temples. “Ellie, you did not meet a robot at the grocery store. That man was probably lying to you for fun, or some social experiment.”
You giggle, watching as Ellie put a gummy to her tongue to wet it, then throws it at Abby. “Youre a jerk.”
Suddenly, Abby has lifted herself from her seat and is tickling Ellie’s sides. All of you have burst into laughter, tears rolling down your cheeks at their dynamic.
After Abby’s satisfied with herself, she lets up on Ellie, joining you both on the couch. “Okay, your turn.” Abby looks over at you, placing one of Ellie’s gummies in her mouth.
You take a moment to think of something clever, biting your lip. “Hm.”
“Okay I got it!” You exclaim.
The girls grant you their undivided attention, anticipating your answers. “Okay, so. I’m bilingual. I’m allergic to certain coins and, i’ve never been kissed.”
The two look over at each other, confusion all over their faces. “Fuck.” Ellie leans back. “I’m gonna have to say you’re lying about the coins.”
Abby shakes her head, shooting Ellie a side eye. “Seriously? The last one is obviously a lie, I mean look at her.” You feel yourself growing shy at her statement. “You guys sure about your answers?” You smile, raising your eyebrows.
They both nod, creepily at the same time, and it makes you laugh before your reveal. “I’m not bilingual! English is the only language i speak fluently, but i have been taking some Swedish lessons.”
Ellie bobs her head. “Shit, that’s cool. So wait, what coins are you allergic to?”
You don’t even get the chance to answer before Abby chimes up. “Wait, you’ve never been kissed?” She stares at you, bewildered. “Seriously?”
You nod. “I’m pretty inexperienced. I ofcourse, don’t like men, and I came out pretty late so…” You trail.
You can actually see the devious gears turn in Ellie’s mind. She looks over at Abby and it’s as if they’re communicating with their minds. You wonder for a moment if people truly do have powers, because it seems they came to a very silent agreement just now.
“Abby’s a wonderful kisser.” Ellie blurts out, smiling at the blonde. “And a pretty damn good teacher.”
Maybe they didn’t agree on everything, because after that statement Abby shot Ellie a look that could kill. Ellie just laughed it off, lovingly tapping her shoulder.
“Oh.” You whisper nervously, unsure how to respond. Truthfully, you had been admiring the two of them ever since you’d met them. You were so eager to visit their apartment tonight, making sure to spray on your best perfume. Wearing a cute new outfit that was casual but not loungey. Planning it on a day where you knew the weather would be bad, all with the hope that you’d get to spend the night.
You were also nervous, and inexperienced in this department. What if you fucked it all up?
“I’m sorry if we’ve made you uncomfortable.” Abby chimes up, noticing your body language. You were fiddling with your hands, avoiding their gaze. “I’ll make Ellie sleep in the old doghouse outside if that’d make you feel better.”
You giggle as Ellie hits Abby’s shoulder. “Hey, not out in the rain. Maybe in the closet in the hallway.”
“Oh, you’re going back in the closet?” Abby laughs which causes Ellie to roll her eyes. You watch them stick their tongues out at each other and feel warmth in their friendship.
“You guys didn’t make me uncomfortable. I just didn’t know what to say.” You blurt. The two of them stop goofing and look over at you. Ellie’s got a smug face. “Do you want Abby to teach you how to kiss?”
Butterflies, a swarm of them, rush to your stomach. You try not to look her up and down but your eyes betray you. Soaking in Abby’s tall muscular figure. The way her legs are spread open and wide like she’s daring you to sit in between them. Her blue eyes burning holes into your skin. Anticipating your answer. You bite your lip. “Yes.”
Abby remains composed, but Ellie’s enjoying herself way too much. Moving to the loveseat so that you and Abby can have the couch to yourselves. She looks at both of you, then at you, then at Abby, then at you again. “Wait, do you want me to go-?“
“No.” You say, a little faster than you mean to. “I mean, you don’t have to leave, if you don’t want to.”
Abbys only focused on you now. Eyeing you up and down as you scoot closer to her. “Here, get comfortable. Straddle me.”
You know Ellie’s looking. You can feel her piercing eyes on your spine. Watching your every move, examining you from behind. “Straddle?” You ask, a bit unsure. You’d read the word in a couple books, but never looked up the definition. You realized that was damning you now. Fucking up this very moment.
“Sit on my lap, facing me.” Abby guides you. “Put your legs outside my legs.”
So this was the tummy turning move you’d seen in porn. It felt as good as you’d imagined it would. Your hands latch onto Abby’s shoulders, looking into her pretty blue eyes.
“You okay?” She asks, hands gripping onto your waist to steady you. Her fingers are brushing against the skin underneath the hem of your shirt and the contact is driving you crazy. You just nod, too afraid to open your mouth, knowing your words will spill out of your mouth. You’re everything but composed right now.
“Okay. Just let me know if i do anything that makes you uncomfortable.” She smiles.
You nod again, and establish an understanding. She moves a hand to the back of your neck, pulling you in, and places a soft peck on your lips. Truthfully, it wasn’t all that exciting but it send jolts and waves of pleasure through your body. Your first kiss. She pulls away and smiles at you. “How was that?”
“Great- good. Grood.” You stammer. She chuckles a bit and you feel hot with embarrassment. “I meant to say- Fuck i don’t even know.”
She rubs at your sides, licking her lips and looking at you with low eyes. “Don’t worry about it, alright? You ready for more?”
“Yeah.” you breathe, head growing fuzzy from her touch. Her fucking touch, fuck. Gentle, but firm. Guiding you so carefully. So kindly.
“Okay. Open your mouth a little bit.” She whispers inches away from your face. “Yeah, just like that.”
You feel like you’re about to melt, a moan stuck in your throat, swallowed by the blonde. Her lips meshing with yours, guiding the kiss. The hand on your hip gripping tighter. She thrusts a bit, attempting to pull you in closer, and you whine into her mouth. This causes her to dig her nails into your skin, scratching at the tender surface.
By now, you’d forgotten Ellie was still in the room. You’d forgotten where you were, actually. Completely lost in a state of bliss. Her tongue on yours, teeth nibbling at your lip, touch making you weak.
She pulls away for air, and you remain leaning forward. Missing her lips on yours.
“Someone’s eager.” She teases. You bite your lip, scratching your nails on her scalp. “Sorry.” you breathe in a low voice. She shakes her head, tutting and rubbing your cheek. “Don’t apologize, it’s cute.”
Abby calls Ellie over, and you can feel her dip into the couch next to you both. Her cheeks are a flushed red and her eyes look fixated on you.
“Where are you the most sensitive?” Abby asks, shooting a small smile to Ellie.
“Why don’t we let me find out? Is that okay?” Ellie asks. You nod, breath growing heavy. There’s no fucking way this is real, you’re dreaming. You have to be. These two are working together to get you worked up.
You can sense Ellie behind you before you feel her hand slide under your neck. Fingertips on your chin, leaning your head to the side. She places a kiss behind your ear and it makes you shudder. “Fuck.”
They both laugh. This evil, menacing, condescending laugh and it’s making your thighs clench on Abby’s legs. “Ellie, you’re teasing the poor thing. She can’t handle it.” Abby places her hands on your thighs, spreading them apart as they were before.
“She can handle anything we give her, right?” Ellie’s moving her lips further down now. Trailing hot wet kissing down your neck, hands sliding up to grab your breasts through your shirt. You throw your head back, a soft whine escaping your lips.
“She’s so sensitive because she’s never been touched. Bet we can make her come without ever having to take her clothes off.” Abby’s hands begin sliding up and down your inner thighs. You feel a wetness pool in your underwear. “You’re probably right Abs. She’s already so worked up and we’ve barely done anything.”
Are they…mocking you? They’re fucking mocking you.
Ellie hums against your neck, hands slipping down to your leg, making you straddle Abby’s thigh. Abby places her hands back on your waist, hiking up your leg and making you grind against her.
You whine, head falling back against Ellie’s shoulder, but she offers no comfort or sanctuary. Hands kneading your tits while she leaves wet kisses on your jaw. “She’s probably soaked right now.” Ellie breathes.
Abby nods, admiring the way you give into their touch. So willing to be their fucktoy. She looks down at your crotch and hums. “She’s got a wet spot on her pants.”
“Such a shame. They look brand new. Now you’ve made a mess of yourself.”
It’s embarrassing to admit it, but you’re close now. The way your slick has covered your panties and is spreading all over your clit, Abby’s hands on your waist grinding you against her, Ellie’s mouth on you. Her hands on you. The way they’re talking about you like you’re not even there.
“I’m gonna-“ Can barely leave you lips before your climax hits you. You shake, dig your nails into Abby’s shoulder. Cry out an “Oh god, fuck!” and roll your eyes back as they help you ride your high.
Your body goes limp while you try to catch your breath. Everything is sensitive and you feel like you’d just seen stars.
“You did so good, baby.” Abby leans in to kiss you, and then Ellie behind you. “Ready for round two?”
Round what?
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