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[lynnielovestlou]

winner winner (ellabs x reader)

꩜ synopsis: abby and ellie challenge each other to see who can make you squirt first.

꩜ cw: SQUIRTING!!!! , overstim , threesome , smut with absolutely no plot , dirty talk , pet names , spanking , poosay slapping , dom! abby , dom! ellie , sub! reader , tummy buldge , mention of masturbation , this is kinda short i'm sorry

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the three of you had been at this for fifteen minutes already. it happened when you mentioned to them that you'd never squirted before. of course, being the two numbskulls that they are, they took that as a challenge.

so now you were laying on your back in bed, abby between your legs and ellie at your side.

ellie was holding your hand, rubbing your knuckles with one hand and rubbing your clit with her other. abby, of course, was wearing her biggest, longest strap she has, and she's pounding into you while she cradled your head.

pathetic little whimpers we're escaping your lips with each thrust, but all you could do was take it.

"shhh... sh sh sh." ellie coos, "come on baby, you can take more."

abby is too focused to speak, hitting that spot inside of you repeatedly. your insides were probably bruised now, and she could feel you clenching around her.

"she's gettin' tight, ellie." abby says. ellie snickers, pressing down and pinching your clit. you moan and your back arches off the bed.

you flail your legs, trying to close them in retaliation, but abby keeps them open. "uh-uh. keep 'em wide and spread for me, sweet girl. you close, huh? yeah, i can feel ya." her words send you over the edge and you're coming for the third time tonight. your entire body convulses with pleasure, and both girls marvel at the way your face contorts.

"no way in hell i'm letting you win." ellie mutters to abby under her breath, shooing her away from you once your high is over.

she gives your cunt a few firm slaps before impaling you with her silicon dick. she bottoms out in one go, the tip of her dick kissing your cervix sloppily. hers is much longer than abby's, making a little bump in your lower tummy.

"s' too big." you whine when ellie's hand meets your stomach, pressing down on the little bump she made.

"you've got it, sweet girl. come on, baby, come on." she whispers in your ear.

abby chuckles as she watches this all unfold. she let ellie go first to get you nice and stimulated, in hopes that she could be the one to make you squirt. but the way that ellie was slamming roughly into you made her believe that that wasn't going to happen.

"hurts." you groan, eyes closing.

"keep your eyes open. watch ellie fuck you." abby commands, so naturally you listen. you open your eyes to watch her slip in and out of you. your thighs were covered in slick, and your next orgasm was coming.

ellie's pants and heavy breaths only turned you on more, and it was getting harder to sit still. ellie had a shit-eating grin on her face, knowing what was about to happen.

"scream my name, honey. come on, let me hear you." she coaxes, and you gush at her words, doing exactly that. you yelled her name, in contrast to the little whimpers and quiet whines you were eliciting earlier. you'd never felt more euphoric in your entire life. sure, you'd come on your own hands, their hands, their straps, and even their mouths several times. but nothing compared to the tingles you felt on every inch of your body.

the sheets were wet.

ellie entire lower half was wet.

you were wet, laying in a puddle of your own substances.

ellie laughs and cheers, "you fucking squirted!"

abby groans in defeat after seeing the utter mess you made. her eyebrows were squeezed together, her bulky hand in a tense fist. she shook her head silently, as if contemplating punching ellie in the jaw.

but ellie was too busy celebrating to notice, "fuck yeah! i did it!" she says, pecking you in every little crease and corner her lips can reach.

you were too fucked-out to comment on her celebrating, or abby's defeat, for that matter.

"how d'you feel, sweet pea?" abby is first to check on you after ellie disappears to go fetch some towels.

"fucking amazing." you mumble, nestling comfortably into the crease between her shoulder and neck, "never knew it could feel like that."

she chuckles, kissing your hairline, "there's plenty more where that came from. next time, i'll be the one to make you squeal like that, hm?"

you laugh quietly at her words, nodding.

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bia’s favorite fics / drabbles . ₊౨ৎ

warning; some of these are wholesome.. but not all ifykyk

» off to the races by angvlita - two parts

SO GOOD!! correct me if i’m wrong; but it’s so gossip girl coded but ellabs. i love their writing style as well so it’s just very easy to read & clean, if that makes sense lols.

» sidelines by williamssgirl - on going

bruhh i love fics that has a reader spends time at a summer house w two childhood bsfs storyline. and this is ellabs?? question mark?? anyways. i still am so intrigued w how this story is going either way & i can’t wait for more.

» all mine by snowyvee - on going

i actually started this last night and i’m on chapter four (latest release) i love angst and college drama stories so this definitely has it.. maybe i cried??

» coffee beans by reclinepilled

100% recommend for any barista ellie stans. the most wholesome thing i’ve read and so real because i would imagine this is how ellie & jesse would act like irl lmaoo.

» birthday girl ellabs x reader by lynnielovestlou

another ellabs smut bc why not. y’all know me by now hehe.

» the perfect fit by atomicami

OMLL. SO HOT. SO HOT. i think i’ve read this 5 times because the way they described abby in this is so perfect. i would’ve never thought about model abby and i’m so glad this storyline exists.

» one of your girls by lovelettersfromluna - two parts?

this is so- omg. i love cam girl ellie so much and ohh the writing is so good. ik i say this alot but this is one of my favs fics and the best thing is that there is another part LMAO.

more coming…

#fic rec #fic reviews #tlou #the last of us #abby anderson #ellie williams #ellabs

[mostlyhornyandsad]

cw: comfort, it implied that reader is responsible for the deaths of people important to her, guilt, sort of mentions of death, no smut. could be about abby or ellie either works

a/n: for @lynnielovestlou . I've never written anything like this before, im sorry, i hope you like it<3

you don't have a lot of people. it haunts you almost every night, you dread sleeping .t its bad during the day but it's worse at night night. At least you can have some sort of control when you're awake, not when you're asleep though, but you suppose you deserve to suffer. its all your fault after all

you can sleep well when you're with her, she's not some cure to all your problems but it's easier when she's around. you know she lost people too. She understands your pain, the loss, and grieving. so it was a surprise to her the night she could hear you sobbing uncontrollably in your sleep, you sounded so broken, so helpless. She's never seen you this weak. She calls your name softly, as she holds your face in her hands in an attempt to wake you up. You're still crying when you wake up. she knows what it's about, You let little pieces of your past slip when you talk about yourself Your face is wet with tears, and she wipes them away with your thumb. "they would still be here if it wasn't for me"

. she pulls you into her chest and you sob into her" It's not your fault " she says, her voice soft, as she runs her hand through your hair shes ready to remind you as many times as you'd like. she shushes you softly as you cry." go back to sleep, I'm right here" she reminds you as she's holding you in her arms.

she can hear your breathing getting softer and quieter. she tugs on the blanket, pulling it up so she can keep you warm. she would do anything to protect you, to keep you safe. she kisses the top of your head "I love you, so much" she whispers even she though knows you probably didn't hear her.

#abby anderson x reader #abby anderson comfort #abby anderson fluff #abby anderson x you #tlou fluff #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams comfort

[ilikereadingthisiswhatilike]

Ellabs x Reader

(X) = Smut

Indefinitely ours @miasbby (X) Summary: You're not willing to date nor looking for anyone, but Ellie Williams, the art teacher working in the school that hired you a year ago, is making you seriously doubt that decision. With her flirting, praises and constant touches, you're all but ready to give up and ask her out. That is, until you meet her girlfriend, Abby, who to your greatest shock seems very… curious about you. Warnings: None Special Tag: Teacher AU

Roommates @canaidliafail (X) Summary: It hard to have three people in a room. Warnings: None Special Tag: Voyerism

OFF TO THE RACES @angvlita (X) Summary: You are in a poly relationship with New York’s elite women, Ellie Williams and Abby Anderson, but living in the world of power, money, and lust possesses each one of you as the dynamic amongst you three becomes more volatile and violent. Warnings: Controlling Partners, Drug Use, Muder, Dub Con Special Tag: Poly, Dark, Muilt-chapter

Hey batter, batter @fadedin2u (X) Summary: Ellie and Abby have been rivals for years, playing for their university’s softball team. one day you, their coach’s daughter, show up at their game and ruin everything. Warnings: None Specials Tags: None

FINAL ACT @abbysvictim (X) Summary: After trying to fight it for as long as you could remember, it was in the moment her life dangled between your fingers did you realize that Abby, your captor and perpetrator was also your savior. In her own ugly and twisted way. Warnings: Dub Con, Stockholm Syndrome Special Tag: Dark

Side Lines @satellitespinner Summary: You've been going to salt witch beach every summer for as long as you can remember, it's home to you. and you wouldn't change that for the world... Warnings: None Special Tag: Mutil chapter

Strange Fascination @ervotica (X) Summary: They love you Warnings: Non con, Drugging Special Tag: Dark

Winner Winner @lynnielovestlou (X) Summary: Abby and Ellie challenge each other to see who can make you squirt first. Warnings: None Special Tag: None

#x reader #reading fanfiction #reading list #reading recommendations #fanfic recommendation #ellie williams #ellabs x reader #ellabs #ellie x reader x abby #ellie the last of us #abby the last of us

[vampiresbloodx]

Changed my url from sunhysteria to vampiresbloodx! Because why not.

Tagging mutuals for signal n all:

@didujustcallmedumb @xxxtwilightaxelxxx @wandasgf @itsmeanobody @lynnielovestlou @starshiftsworld @foxcantswim @bitch-we-have-a-hulk @peachyteabuck @romanoffsbish @emilyprentissslut @furys-eyepatch

#sorry for ramdomly tagging yall!!! #but hey anyone who comes across this go check them out <3 #🌞 speaks #i made sure to check if we moots and it seems we are hi!

[joelmillerisapunk]

Tysm @sp00kymulderr for the tag 💚

Rules: Go into Pinterest and put the first 9 photos it shows you into a mood board.

This is the product of me looking for inspo for my Beef x joel miller x reader road rage enemies to lovers fic. But I don't really understand why after I picked the last one, there were like 5 more engagement rings in clams? Is this a sign love is coming for me?

npt and sorry if you'e been tagged already: @joelslegalwhre @sweetenerobert @pr0ximamidnight @xdaddysprincessxx @lynnielovestlou @beefrobeefcal @joelalorian @papipascaaaal

#tag game

[lynnielovestlou]

abby x anxious! virgin! reader

synopsis: abby teaches her an anxiety-ridden virgin girlfriend how to have sex.

cw: NSFW , abby x reader , smut , abby talks you through it , thigh riding , sub! reader , soft dom! abby , afab! reader , dry humping , use of pet names

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abby's been your girlfriend for a few months now, but you've been putting off having sex with her. solely because of your stupid nerves.

the thought of being naked in front of someone, then hearing your noises and seeing your face and touching your most intimate spots that nobody has reached before. it made you panic just thinking about it.

but abby knew of your fears. she was patient, and she cared about you more than anything on god's green earth.

so when your twice-weekly date came around on a friday night, something felt off. you'd been horny before, and usually you knew how to take care of it, but not quite like this. your legs were tingling and there was an ache where aches shouldn't be.

of course abby, being the observant girlfriend she is, noticed your squirming halfway through the movie the two of you were watching.

"what's wrong, baby?" she asks, looking down at you with a furrowed brow.

"huh? nothing." you respond quickly, crossing your legs and leaning against her shoulder.

abby knew better than to believe you, "you okay? you seem squirmy."

"i'm okay." you respond, a little too quickly. her suspicions only rose because of your soft and nervous tone, "just feel a little weird."

"weird how? you got a stomach ache?"

"no."

"then what–" she stops what she's saying, a shit-eating grin growing on her face, "oh."

you don't respond, biting your bottom lip and unsure what to do. you could sneak away to the bathroom to try to get off on your own. but you know abby has been waiting so patiently for this moment.

"youre horny, yeah?"

your heart sinks in your chest. it took you a moment to realize how she figured it out so quickly. she saw your squirms and the way your thighs flexed every once in a while, trying to create some friction for yourself.

she spreads her thighs apart a bit, creating a perfect manspread. she taps her lap, "come sit. let me take care of it for you."

"abby, i dunno.."

"baby." she says, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, "i promise i can make you feel so much better than your pillow can. c'mon, sweet pea."

you hesitate, nibbling on your bottom lip. your heart was in your throat, and you were fidgeting with your earlobe. one of your anxious habits.

she tugs your hand away from your ear, kissing your knuckles. she gently tugs you forward into her, "i won't hurt you, sweet girl. c'mon, honey." she guides you by the hips to straddle her lap. she rubs her thumbs up and down the soft plush of your thighs, "let me show you, okay?"

you nod, swallowing the lump in your throat. she takes her shirt off first so that you don't feel embarrassed to do the same. once she's down to her black sports bra she slowly takes yours off too, giving you time to stop her if you wanted.

but you don't, so she keeps going.

once the two of you are both in your underwear, her warm and bulky hands settle on your hips, "you okay?"

you nod, unsure where to put your hands. she notices this and laughs softly, "i'll walk you through it, okay?"

"okay..."

"tell me what you do to your little pillow when you feel like this, baby."

"i.. um.." you struggle to get the words out, your cheeks red from embarrassment, "i put it between my legs."

"hmm.." she hums, "then what?"

"i like.. clamp it there."

she plays with your hair, her entire hand embracing the side of your head, "and it makes you feel good? riding your little pillow?" you nod sheepishly, resting your head on her shoulder, "show me."

"what?"

"i want you to make yourself feel good. i know you wanna." she says, kissing your hairline.

"abby, i dont know how–"

she gives your hips a little squeeze, starting to guide you to grind on her lap. the cloth of her boxers rubs against the sheer fabric of your lacy panties, the feeling alone making you gush. you whimper as you feel yourself getting wetter. you're tempted to get off her lap so she doesn't feel the dampness coming from your cunt. she notices you starting to hover, so she pulls you back down. "don't be embarrassed. i want to see you feel good." she guides your hips to move a bit faster, and you moan in response, "can i touch you?"

you look at her, confused because she's already touching you.

she glances down at your crotch rubbing against her lap, then she looks back up at you, "down there, sweet girl. please, honey. wanna feel how wet you are."

you nod, your nerves starting to dissipate.

she snakes a hand down your stomach, her fingertips sliding into your panties. when the pads of her fingers meet your folds she groans, "oh, baby... you ever been this wet before?"

you shake your head, rubbing yourself against her digits.

"there you go, grind down just like that, mhm."

her words of encouragement make you speed up a little bit. she beams at you, so proud that her girl is finally comfortable enough to let her feel you in such an intimate place.

"gonna go inside, okay?" she says before slipping two of her fingers inside your sopping cunt. you moan at the intrusion, your movements switching from back and forth to up and down.

abby chuckles, kissing your cheek. she's so happy that she can finally see her baby in this light. on her lap, a moaning mess, "you're so pretty, mama."

you smile and open your eyes to look at abby. she pecks your forehead, rubbing tight circles around your swollen bud. you clean around her and she pulls you closer so your chest is flush against hers. she knew you were close before you did, guiding your hips to bounce on her fingers faster.

when you finally come undone you mutter tens of 'thank you's' into her ear. you'd made yourself feel good many times, but you'd never felt quite like this.

"thank you, abby." you whisper to her.

she nods in response, "no need to thank me. next time you feel like that, you come to me, m'kay?"

you hum in agreement, closing your eyes and starting to drift to sleep.

#lynnielovestlou #lesbian #the last of us #queer #fanfiction #fanfic #abby anderson #lesbian smut #abby anderson smut #the last of us x you #abby x you #abby x reader #abby anderson x reader #tlou x reader #abby tlou #smut fanfiction #abby anderson x fem reader

[lynnielovestlou]

birthday girl ;) ellabs x reader

꩜ synopsis: ellie and abby give you a special birthday present

꩜ cw: ellabs x reader , smut with a little plot , sub! reader , dom! ellie , switch! abby , double penetration , dirty talk , praise , strap use , no use of y/n , reader sometimes referred to as "birthday girl" , fem! reader , possessive! ellie (only at the beginning) , ellie and abby have a bulge , strap use , reader is 21 , they eat cake off of reader's body (lol) , overstimulation , pet names , tummy bulge , implied wax kink , pussy slapping

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You weren't drunk. Just mildly buzzed, nothing more and nothing less. But the whiskey Dina got you for your birthday was coursing through your body, and you'd be damned if you couldn't feel it.

Ellie was the one that initiated your surprise party, Abby helping her with planning it. It didn't take them long, because they both equally knew you weren't hard to please. Just your favorite people, some music and some booze was all it took to make you happy.

Of course, it wouldn't truly be your birthday without a birthday dress. This morning when you were getting dressed you were couldn't decide between the purple dress that Abby got you, and the pink one that Ellie got you. You couldn't wear one without pissing off the other. But you made an internal compromise with yourself. Wear Abby's for the first half of the party, then Ellie's for the second half.

You were halfway through with Abby's dress. And you could tell Ellie was getting pissed off. Her hand was gripping your thigh every time you sat down, but it wasn't sweet. It was possessive.

Abby sits on the other side of you, her arm settled around your waist, her fingers lightly tracing the spaces in between your ribs. Neither of them could take their hands off of you, but both of them had different intentions.

"Why aren't you wearing the dress I got you?" Ellie mutters, her tone having an undertone of harshness.

"I wanted to wear both of yours." You respond bluntly, the nonchalant shrug pissing her off to a higher degree.

"You look better in pink." She says, loud enough for Abby to hear. Which, she does. But she pays no mind.

"Why don't you tell our girl how good she looks instead of getting all pissed she's not wearing your dress?" Abby says, an utter calmness in her voice.

"Why don't you shut the hell up?" Ellie counters, her and fingers mistakenly digging into your thighs. You squirm a little, and she loosens her grip.

Abby merely rolls her eyes, her grasp on your waist tightening, "Let's not fight on her birthday." She says, seemingly calm despite the argument.

For the rest of the party, Ellie wouldn't get her hands off of you. She was always touching your shoulder, your hips, your waist, the small of your back, etc. She was clingy as hell, and you knew why.

Once the last guest said goodbye, her entire demeanor changed, "You want your birthday present?" You nod, your tipsy smile brightening up. "Go lay down. Abby and I will be there in a second."

Obediently, you go lay down on your shared bed, kicking off the heels that had begun to rub on the back of your feet. Not long after, Abby had joined you, shuffling through the bedside table.

"Whatcha lookin' for?" You ask, watching her meticulously.

Abby chuckles before pulling out her strap. It was the longest and most girthy one the three of you owned, and it was your least favorite. It sting and you could never get used to the thickness, "Per Ellie's requests."

"Abs, I can never take that one, I-"

"I know, honey. We'll take care of it." She says as Ellie walks in after them. Her anger had faded from earlier, her expression now only filled with lust.

"Y'ready cupcake?"

Just at her words you could feel dampness pooling in your panties, and you subconsciously rub your thighs together. Of course, Ellie notices and shoves your knees apart, causing your dress to ride up your thighs, "How many times you wanna cum, baby?"

Your eyes widen at her bluntness, but you hold up one finger. She and Abby exchange glances before Ellie tuts you, "How about... we give you the number you just turned. How's that sound, birthday girl?"

Your jaw drops in sheer shock, the thought of having 21 orgasms making your head spin, "S' too much."

You earned yourself an eye roll from both girls, "You can take it. Afterwords, we'll treat you. How's that sound?"

You nod, biting your bottom lip to settle your nerves. Abby presses her plush lips onto yours, a sudden warmth bubbling up in your tummy.

"Get it nice and lubed up. Don't wanna hurt the birthday girl." Ellie says, slowly taking your panties off and throwing them off to the side of the bed. Your dress was next, leaving you completely naked.

"So pretty, baby." Abby coos, handing the monstrosity of a strap-on to Ellie, who immediately fastens it on over her clothes.

For a moment Ellie doesn't move, just watching you and Abby. Until you realize what she was waiting on. Abby was putting a strap on too, this one much more tolerable than the one that Ellie was currently wearing.

"Wanna take us both at once?" Abby asks, earning an eager nod from you.

After a few minutes of maneuvering around, Abby settled beneath you and Ellie behind you. Both girls had firm grips on you, Abby's hands playing with your ribs and Ellie's rubbing up against your ass.

"Tell us when you're ready, baby girl." Ellie says, teasing you by bumping the tip of the strap up against your hole.

"Who goes first?" Abby asks from below you.

"Let's get the hard part over with. I will." Abby says, slowly sliding the silicone into your ass. You yelp, your hands instantly squeezing onto Abby's shoulders.

"Shhh... you're okay." Abby coos, gently rubbing your skin with her calloused and oddly cold fingers. Ellie let's you adjust to her strap before she turns to Abby, nodding to her. Without warning, Abby eases the cock into you, both of the girl's only being separated by a thin layer of flesh, "Theeeere we go..."

You wince at the burn, feeling your stomach bulge just at the full feeling in your dripping cunt.

"You okay, baby?" One of them asks, but you're too busy focusing on the feeling to tell. You just nod, sinking your hips down onto both of their faux cocks at once.

"Good girl." Abby says, holding your waist to help guide you up and down.

All that was heard was the sound of the squelching between your legs and not one, not two, but three different sets of moaning. You looked so pretty to both of them, your plush tits on display for Abby and your ass out for Ellie, both of them equally as pleased with the view.

"S' too much." You whine, trying to squirm away from the burn. Ellie does you the favor by pulling you black and slamming the toy back into your hole, bottoming out in one go. You scream out, and Abby shushes your cries with gentle and tender kisses on your lips. She was always the one to comfort you, drying your tears and kissing your cheek while Ellie ever so mercilessly pounded you. It was never an uncommon instance.

"You've got it, baby. Breathe." She coos, giving Ellie a death stare as if to tell her to be more gentle. Meanwhile, Abby's strap was hitting you right where you wanted it. She moved her hips to hit that sensitive bundle of nerves. The spongey spot inside you that makes you moan.

"I've got an idea." Ellie says with a snicker, slowing her movements. She pulls out too quick, making you groan at the emptiness of your ass. Abby slowly pulls out too, letting you fully collapse on top of her.

You're a complete mess, crying into Abby's shoulder as she rubs your bare back as Ellie runs off.

"You wanna try something?" She asks when she returns, her arms full of things. You weakly pull your head up, glancing at the haul she as. You can't make out the objects, except for a bottle of whipped cream and a can of cherries.

Abby laughs at the sight of it, knowing exactly what she's doing.

"I think the birthday girl deserves her cake, don't you think, Ellie?" Abby says, gently shifting you off of her so you're laying face up on the bed.

Before you knew it, Abby was spraying mounds of whipped cream over your tits. It was colder than you'd expected, shivering as it hits your smooth skin. Once both of your boobs were perfectly covered, Ellie does the honor of placing the cherries on top.

"Look at you, honey." Abby can't help but giggle, grabbing the discarded whipped cream and spraying a dapple into your mouth. You laugh and gladly lick the rest of the white treat off your lips.

Ellie takes out a small box of candles, a stupid smile on her face as she rips them open and places them meticulously in the whipped cream. Abby grabs the lighter right out of her hands, lighting the candles right up on top of you.

The pink wax drips down from the flame, slowly creeping down to your skin. It burns for a millisecond before the wax settles and hardens. Ellie lets out a low groan, relishing in the sight of it.

Abby bends down, licking a fat stripe of the whipped cream off your nipple. Everyone giggles and laughs at the movement, Ellie mimicking her and licking off the whipped cream on your other breasts.

Abby grabs a fistful of your birthday cake, smearing it all over your stomach and thighs. You were more of a mess than before, covered in your own slick, your girls' saliva, whipped cream and now chocolate birthday cake. The white and pink icing smears all over your skin.

Ellie bends down, licking a thick strip of cake off your thigh and nibbling you in the process. Abby grabs another handful of the icing, drawing a line with her finger from your belly button all the way down to your clit. She licks it up and relishes the taste of you.

"Ellie, you've gotta try this." Abby says, taking some cake and smearing it in the same fashion for Ellie. She smiles, lifting your legs up and placing them over her shoulders to get a better angle, then attaches her lips to your skin. Her warm tongue travels down until she latched onto your clit, sucking vigorously on it and pulling moans from your lips.

"Gonna' make you scream." Ellie says, easing a finger into your hole.

You squeak, squirming slightly until Abby holds you down. She pecks your cheek, shushing you softly as Ellie pumps in and out. She curls her fingers, still sucking and licking on your clit.

"E-Ellie-" You whine, everything from the waist below starting to tingle.

"This is what you get for not wearing that pretty dress I bought for you." She states simply, her tone not angry or disappointed, but plain emotionless.

"I'm sorry, Els, please let me cum." You plead, your legs tensing up and beginning to close around her hand.

She takes her hand out, shoving her fingers into Abby's mouth, who closes her plush lips around her knuckles and licks up your slick, smiling down at you as she does so. It was almost sadistic the way they touched you and looked at you like this.

"Now... are you going to be a good girl for Ellie?" Abby says, gently pressing a kiss to your temple.

You have no choice but to nod, the only thought going through your mind being that this is going to be a long night.

#the last of us #lesbian #queer #ellie williams #lynnielovestlou #abby anderson #fanfiction #abby anderson smut #fanfic #lesbian smut #ellie williams smut #ellabs #ellabs x reader #Ellie Williams x reader #abby anderson x reader

[lynnielovestlou]

I haven’t seen or read any sleeping with Ellie or Abby headcons and you’re such a lovely writer!!! I wanted to ask if you can write something like that maybe?

i'm gonna give you both because i'm in a good mood today!!! also thank you for the compliment i love you

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having sex with abby!!!

ꕤ₊˚ i've said this in sooo many of my fanfics, but abby is the most gentle person ever. in contrast to her large build and huge muscles (and ability to manhandle you however she pleases) she's such a softie. she's such a soft!dom and nobody can change my mind on this. she's never rough with you unless you blatantly ask her to be, but she much rather prefers slow and gentle sex and just taking her time with you.

ꕤ₊˚ abby is also big on toys!!! there, i said it. she buys/finds all these weird things to use on you in bed because it's such a turn on for her. yes, she does like seeing you get off on her fingers or her mouth or anything else, but she much rather prefers to use a strap or a dildo or a vibrator or something because she thinks you're just so damn pretty like that.

ꕤ₊˚ abby is definitely a whimperer. like, this girl is quiet because she much rather would like to hear you instead of herself. so she'll muffle her pretty moans s just so she can hear yours.

ꕤ₊˚ abby is big on kissing during sex (unlike ellie, but i'll get to that in a second) she likes kissing your lips, your cheek, your forehead, your hairline, your neck, behind your ear, your collarbone, your titties (and when you choose doggy, she'd kiss your bum cheeks every once in a while)

ꕤ₊˚ that's another thing. abby is an ass girl! even when you're not having sex, her hand will be in your back pocket. she'll pinch your booty as you walk by her sometimes, and she can't resist spanking you when she sees you bent over getting clothes out of the dryer or taking food out of the oven.

ꕤ₊˚ abby likes to put you in a ton of crazy positions. she likes doggy, when you're bouncing on her lap, literally anything but basic ol' missonary

having sex with ellie!!!

ꕤ₊˚ unlike abby, ellie prefers skin-on-skin. it's way more intimate to her, and she can feel you better when you're coming on her hand, her mouth, or even her thigh. that's why she loves taking baths or showers with you, so she can feel every curve and every inch of your body. she'll use her strap SOMETIMES but she prefers to be able to feel you on herself and not on some plastic dick. she loves tribbing with you, for this exact reason.

ꕤ₊˚ even though she likes the intimacy of being skin-on-skin with you, she likes to pound tf out of you. she'd never hurt you intentionally, obviously, but she loves hearing your moans grow loud. plus, ellie has a thing for making you squirt. she was slam into you until the sheets are soaked or you pass out. she's not aggressive, but she definitely likes it rough at least a little bit.

ꕤ₊˚ unlike abby, ellie likes to use names on you during sex. like "whore" or "slut", but she'll apologize once it's all over to tell you she doesn't really mean it. when you ask her to go more gentle, she'll call you things like "honey" "baby" or "beautiful." depending on the way that y'all are fucking, she'll use different names.

ꕤ₊˚ ellie doesn't like kissing you during sex!!! it's not that she's opposed to it, per se, but she would much rather take eye contact with you over kissing you. she likes the idea of watching your face as she fucks you so good, knowing that nobody compares to her. she'll cradle your head, her elbows propped up on the bed on both sides of your ears. your legs are wrapped around her hips as her pelvis snaps into yours, and she's just holding your face, pressing and occasional kiss to your hairline. ugh, i need her so bad.

ꕤ₊˚ tbh i dont think ellie has that many kinks, but she definitely likes to get high before a nice fuck. the two of you will spend half and hour or so just rolling joints and smoking, etc. until eventually she beckons you to sit on her lap and you'll grind on her thigh n everything. until eventually you both just give in and she'll fuck the life out of you.

ꕤ₊˚ ellie is the queen of aftercare. even though abby is also very good at it, ellie takes it very seriously. she'll clean you up and shower you with kisses. and then she'll put some of your clothes in the dryer to warm them up a little bit before dressing you herself. she's so sweet :').

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🌙 ANON HAS RETURNED!!!

So… cute, soft, wholesome, passionate smexy time with Ellie 🙏

- 🌙

hi anon!! glad to have u back :))

cw: soft fluffy smut , ellie and reader are in college , strap usage , pet names

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you were beyond stressed, and ellie wanted to be the one to help you.

it started with finales week. studying for weeks before each test, and cramming the night before. ellie was beyond worried about you. you lost hours of sleep, and you studied more than you ate.

it took you a lot of convincing to let her drag you away from your computer. so now, you were both laying in her bed.

usually, when the two of you were intimate, it was rough and hard. but due to recent events, ellie was taking her time with you.

you were cuddled up next to her, her arms holding you tightly and her strap slowly and softly rutting into you. it wasn't often that you two were in this position. usually she have you on your knees or legs in the air. but she's holding you. genuinely, actually holding you.

"you feel that, bunny?" she coos softly, pushing your sweaty hair out of your eyes for you. the silicon cock was slowly pushing in and out of your cunt, the tip kissing the spongy part of your cervix, "aww, baby. your pretty clit is swollen. want me to take care of her for you?"

you nod with your eyes closed. she snakes her hand between your bodies, rubbing slow and sensual circles around your puffy clit. the motion and pressure on your soft skin makes your body jolt, but you start to meet her thrusts halfway. both of you moan in unison.

the base of the strap rubs against ellie's clit just right, and she's tempted to speed up, but she doesn't, reveling in the slow and soft intimacy the two of you share.

"you feeling good, baby?" she asks you quietly, pressing a tender kiss to your jawline. you nod, your cunt clenching around her thick strap. she notices how it gets harder to move, but she doesn't stop, "you're close, babe. you gonna come for me, hm?"

"el– ellie–"

"i know, honey. give it to me." she says, pinching your clit and quickening the speed of her hips. you groan her name, your skin becoming more sensitive the closer and closer you get to your high.

when it finally crashes over you, your entire body convulses and shakes, but ellie uses her strong arms to keep you from wriggling.

"theeeere you go... good fucking girl." she kisses all over your face, fucking you through it. once it's done you tap her arm twice to let her know (a little habit the two of you developed, because usually she'd fuck you so hard you couldn't form words).

she carefully pulls out, the warm fullness feeling cold and empty. you're both out of breath, your sweaty bodies squeezed against each other.

"i love you, baby." she coos quietly, kissing you gently and brushing your sweaty hair out of your face.

you nod, the corners of your lips upturning into a smile, "love you, el."

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bodyguard! abby anderson x princess! reader (500 followers special)

꩜ synopsis: based on the book "twisted games" by ana huang. you are next in line for the throne, and abby is your bodyguard. only one problem: you can't be with her. you have to marry someone of royal blood, and abby is not. but that won't stop you from being with her. she knows she can't have you, but she's taking you anyways.

꩜ cw: forbidden love trope , reader and abby sneak around , eventual smut (fingering, strap use, multiple orgasms, pet names, spanking, dirty talk, etc) , reader has a brother , afab! reader , fem! reader , bodyguard! abby , semi-public ,

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it all started when your brother abdicated. he quite possibly ruined your life the day he fell in love with a flight attendant and decided he didn't want to be king anymore. but you couldn't blame him. he chose love over the throne.

in reality, you could've done the same. not a single part of your body wanted to be queen. too much responsibility and stress, and not enough time to prepare. but everything you do reflects your country, and it would look bad to back out when your brother had done the same.

your grandfather was king, but as he grew older he had to teach your brother, next in line for the throne, how to rule an entire country. he had been preparing to do so for years, but when he met mckenna, he decided he didn't want to. so now, you were next to be queen. and you only had four months to prepare.

you had a dance to attend tonight, because the board decide it would be best for you to marry before coronation. so there you were, sitting on an uncomfortable throne in a room full of men that wish to be your suitor.

"are you paying attention?" a voice to your right says.

another thing. abby fucking anderson. your buff, exponentially attractive bodyguard. you two had a fling before there was this whole drama with your brother, but it soon fizzled out at the reality of the situation. you wanted her, and she wanted you. but the only problem: you can't be with her. she's not of noble blood, so by law, you can't be together.

"i dont need to be. i don't want to marry anyone here." which is almost a lie. you don't want to marry any man here.

abby sighs through her nostrils, her broad shoulders twitching, "c'mon, princess. there's got to be at least one person here that you think is good enough to be your husband."

there wasn't. even abby knew that.

"no thank you." you say with a huff, standing up and straightening out your dress just as another suitor had approached you.

you walk away without another word, abby short on your tail, "where are you going?"

"bathroom." you answer shortly, "i'm fed up with everything and this dress is making it extremely hard not to pee myself."

you excuse yourself for the second time, walking through the marble corridors of the castle while the faint sound of chatter is left in the ballroom. the only sound heard now is the clacking of your heels on the slick floors, the shoes rubbing your feet in the most uncomfortable places.

once in the bathroom you reach behind your back, fumbling with the strings of your corset.

"need some help?" abby questions. you hadn't realized that she followed you.

"i know you're my bodyguard, ms. anderson, but you don't need to follow me in the bathroom."

she chuckles lowly, "we've fucked three times and you still refuse to call me abby, huh?"

a familiar heat rushes to your cheeks.

and somewhere else.

she doesn't wait for an answer before positioning herself behind you, untying the strings for you and giving you immediate relief on your ribs.

"you know how much i hate that i have to watch you dance with other men? how much i hate that their hands are all over you...?"

you swallow, hard, "how much?"

"so much," she begins, "that i want to bend you over that sink and spank your ass raw."

your breath catches in your throat, and you stare at her in the mirror, mouth agape. your heart is hammering against your chest, like it's trying to head-butt itself out.

"take off your dress and spread your legs." she whispers in your ear, to which you comply. you'd be an idiot not to.

once you were stripped of your clothing, the cold air hits your skin and makes you shiver. but the cold doesn't last long before abby is taking you into a sloppy kiss.

"here's what's gonna happen." she says, hands snaking around your body and settling on the plush of your ass, "i don't like seeing you dance with men. so you're going to sit here and let me fuck you like a good girl, alright?"

her fingers slide through your slit. your breath catches for a second time and your body arches towards hers.

you shudder at every word, rutting yourself against her in an attempt to feel friction. she's quick to grab your hips and stop them, pulling a whine from deep within your chest.

"how many men did you dance with?" she demands, her hot breathe hovering on your lips.

"o-only six."

"seven." she corrects you, pinching and pulling on your clit, making you squirm.

"p-please, abby..."

"please what? use your words, princess." she says softly, contradicting her harsh actions.

"please... fuck me already." you plead, bottom lip quivering. your thigh muscles are shaking, and you glance at the pile of discarded clothes on the floor opposite of the counter you're pressed against. your clothes, to be exact. abby is still dressed, but you can see her bulge through her pants. the pants that squeeze her thighs and highlight every muscle. she truly is glorious.

"you wore your strap to the ball?"

she nods her head, taking her hand off your mound and using it to unzip her trousers. you whine at the lack of warmth, the cold air of the bathroom returning to your skin and giving you goosebumps.

"dont worry, sweet girl. once i'm done with you, you'll be sweating." you smirk at this, lifting yourself onto the cold tile counter. you hiss as the temperature hits your bare ass, but abby shuts you up with another kiss, "now stay still. i need to stretch you out before giving you what you really need." she says.

"but i've taken your strap before. it's not that hard."

she laughs at this, "i know you have. but this one's not the same."

your eyebrows raise, but before you can ask what she means her pants and boxers pool around her ankles. this certainly wasn't what you were expecting.

it's much longer and much girthier than than the one she's used on you before. it's even a different color. this one a hot pink, sparkly shade that's enough to force a laugh out of you.

abby giggles in unison, "you like it?" you nod, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her towards you. she's quick to shut that down, "nuh-uh. i told you i've gotta stretch you out first. spread those pretty legs f'me."

you comply easily, spreading them further. she whistles when she sees your twitching, glistening cunt, just weeping and begging for abby to take care of it.

"shit, honey... you think this country knows how wet their queen is right now?"

"but, im not the queen yet— oh!" youre interrupted when abby's middle and ring fingers slide easily into your cunt, your warm walls welcoming her familiar skin. you look down and watch your pussy swallow her up greedily, clenching around her like you're scared she's going to pull away.

"there she is. there's my girl." abby coos, kissing your knee before increasing the speed in which her fingers pump in and out of you.

all that's heard is the sloshing of her fingers in your pussy. the heel of her palm slams against your clit, deliciously stimulating it as your legs begin to shake. abby knows what she's doing, and she loves it.

"gonna look so damn pretty with a crown on your head." she huffs as that familiar coil bubbles up in the depths of your stomach, "s' pretty baby."

a string of moans cascade from your mouth as she pulls her fingers out, letting you have your orgasm on your own. usually she's fuck you through it, but she's not done with you yet.

she grabs the base of the strap, teasing your puffy and swollen folds with it but not putting it in. you whine in protest, but she tuts you in response.

when she finally does push in, however, a strained gasp falls out of your mouth from the stretch of the strap, your hands finding abby's shoulders and squeezing them, "abby— abs— i can't-"

"shh... yes you can. you can take it." she says, letting you adjust before slowly pumping in and out of you, "you can handle being queen but you can't handle this cock?"

"not-" grunt, "queen," grunt, "yet."

she pounds harder and harder, hips slamming against you. your legs are already weak, and you can tell you're going to be bruised tomorrow.

"abby," you say in between breaths, attempting to maintain your composure, "they're going to be wondering where i am."

her hips stutter, but they don't stop. the base of the strap was hitting her clit just right. she was just as close as you are, "shh... almost done. cum with me, baby. c'mon, you can do it."

with only a few more pounds you're both spiraling. you both hope to god nobody is outside the bathroom door, otherwise they would be sure to hear your heavy breathing and tight moans.

once you come down from your high, abby is already tucking her strap back into her tight slacks, the material hugging her thighs beautifully. she helps you dress yourself again in your pretty gown (after she had cleaned you up, of course).

"sorry we have to sneak around, princess. i promise one day we won't have to." she says, pecking a sweet kiss to your temple. without another word, she walks out before you, making sure it doesn't look too suspicious that you were in there together.

you're left with your reality again. you have to go back out there and dance with men that you don't love. a so simple, yet so not, marriage of convenience, when the person that your heart really belongs too has to watch from the sidelines.

but abby was right.

she couldn't have you, but she was taking you anyways.

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leeching (ellie x reader)

lil ellie blurb that just came to me. hope u enjoy.

cw: super fluffy

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you and ellie have been dating for almost a year now. she was your first everything. first kiss, first girlfriend, first time. she'd seen every part of you, whether it be sweating, bleeding, crying, no makeup, just woken up, hair messy. and there wasn't a single part of you that she didn't absolutely adore.

the first time you and ellie had an argument, she had a very... different way of getting you to apologize. it was this little thing she called "leeching." she would hug you after an argument.

and she wouldn't let go until you forgave her.

which, in the long run, ended up working. the first argument the two of you had was about her careless tendencies while she was on patrol. she would come home hurt all the time, and it worried you sick. so, she latched onto you. it only lasted an hour before you finally gave in, and she let go.

today was a little different. the two of you argued for what felt like hours, until eventually ellie gave up and started hugging you. her muscular arms were too tight to escape, and boy was ellie stubborn. she wouldn't let you go until you forgave her.

"m' sorry, baby. please forgive me." she mumbles into the crook of your neck. she was laying on top of you on the couch, caging you in tightly between her firm arms.

you had refused to give in to her this time, but it was getting harder by the second. you were starting to sweat, your body sticking to hers.

what made it even worse was that she was peppering slow and tender kisses all over your neck, mumbling "i'm sorrys" into your skin.

"ellieee." you whine, trying to push her off. "i'm hot."

"i love you, and i won't stop until you forgive me." she says, kissing all over your neck and collarbone.

"ellie!" you announce again, trying to push her off. yet still, she didn't budge a centimeter. your clothes were so hot that they were sticking to your skin.

it was clear she wasn't giving up anytime soon.

you contemplate it for a moment before finally giving in with a sigh of defeat, "okay! okay, fine, i forgive you. now get off, i'm hot as balls."

you hear her smug little snicker against your shoulder before she climbs off you and soothes out her crinkled clothes.

"thanks, sweetheart. i promise ill make it up to you. for real this time." she winks before giving you the little bit of space you so desperately craved.

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Can you do EllAbs DESTROYING the reader, and she looks at them, all fuck dumb and covered in spit and cum and she says "That all?" And Ellie is staring and 👁️👄👁️ with her strap dangling off one of her legs, and Abby crosses her arms, strap in one hand vibrator in another "Can you take more?" Reader smiles and says "No✨" and passes tf out

ellabs x reader (blurb)

꩜ synopsis: just ellabs aftercare :))

꩜ CW: overstimulation , dom! ellie and abby , sub! reader , afab! reader , strap use (r receiving) , dacryphilia , MOSTLY aftercare , mention of bruises and skin irritation , no use of y/n , use of pet names

nsfw!! men dni, sorry this is so short :(

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You lay staring at the ceiling, completely fucked silly. You didn't even have it in you to cry any longer. You came at least four times, but you lost count when you almost passed out from forgetting to breathe.

"What do you think, Abby?" Ellie asks, gently rubbing circles around your clit, the stimulation just about making you want to scream. And you would have, if you had it in you.

"That all?" Abby asked you, vibrator in one hand and strap resting in the other.

"I think she's got one more in her." Ellie says softly, moving her calloused fingers from your clit to your stomach, where she rubs gently circles on your skin.

You wanted to throw up at the thought of yet another orgasm, but you didn't have the energy to object.

"Speak, baby. We need words." Abby says.

"N-No." You stutter out.

Without another word, both girls get off you, peeling their straps off their hips. Ellie was the one to run off to the bathroom, fetching two towels: one damp and one dry.

The second the rough material of the towel touches your pussy you pull away, your legs closing as your sensitive and irritated skin is stimulated further.

"Baby, breathe. Ellie is just cleaning you up." Abby tuts, peppering kisses on your tear-stained face.

You nod and stay still again, letting Ellie wipe you clean. She presses a gentle kiss to your knee as she dresses you again, putting on your softest, most comfortable panties so it doesn't irritate your pussy further.

Abby is first to lie next to you, picking you up and rolling you over so you're laying on top of her. Your breasts are pushed up against Abby's clothed ones, her hands tracing circles around your back as Ellie stands above both of you, lathering lotion on your back.

You shiver at the temperature, but you adjust once her warm palms rub up and down your spine. Just minutes ago, they were fucking the life out of you. You almost fainted and forgot your name from how hard their straps were pounding into you simultaneously. And now they're treating you like a princess, giving you back rubs and gentle little kisses on every square inch of your skin they can find.

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a/n: i'm so sorry this is so short, it's finals week and i've been super stressed so i had to literally wring this out of my brain. 😊

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this with abby...😵‍💫

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ellie williams: "goddamn candy cane"

꩜ synopsis: ellie fucks you with a candy cane

꩜ content warning: dom! ellie , sub! reader , oral (r receiving) , christmas time , foreign object use (r receiving) , cum eating (kinda??) , mention of menstruation , pet names , if i missed anything lmk!

꩜ a/n: this is probably the sickest thing i've written, lmao. also, don't mimic this unless u want an infection <3

nsfw!! men dni.

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You honestly, truly, and totally didn't intend to be in this situation. It was one of those things that crossed your mind once, but you never thought it would actually happen.

It started two days ago, when your girlfriend, Ellie, came back from the supermarket with a bag of peppermint candy canes. Of course she had to get the ones that were thick and girthy instead of the normal ones. You had just gotten off your period, so you were horny out of your mind and you didn't know how to keep up with it.

But when the idea popped into your mind, you couldn't get it out.

Now you were sitting in the living room next to Ellie. The entire apartment is decked out with the Christmas decorations Ellie put up. She surprised you with it when you came home from work, saving you the hassle of getting the decor out of storage.

She's twisting and twirling the candy over her tongue while the two of you were snuggled underneath a fluffy blanket. One of those claymation Christmas movies was playing on the TV, but you weren't paying any attention. The only thing on your mind was the dampness in your panties and the way that Ellie's course hand was resting on the plush of your thigh.

You sink down into the soft cushions, adjusting the way you're sitting so her hand inevitably slides closer to your core.

Nothing goes unnoticed around Ellie fucking Williams.

She raises and eyebrow, giving your bare thigh a few soft taps, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." You lie, squeezing her hand in between your legs.

She lets out a rumble from the back of her throat, almost like a laugh at your efforts to get her to touch you, "You're horny again?" She almost laughs.

You playfully elbow her, "Don't laugh at me."

"I'm sorry, baby. I just think it's funny because we've been fucking like bunnies all week." It's true. Every single day this week, her strap had been buried deep in your cunt. Somehow, the two of you managed to do it nine times in a mere seven days. It's definitely the neediest you've ever been. And the most insatiable.

You feel a certain heat rise to your cheeks. That wasn't the only place that felt hot.

She sigh, tossing the blanket aside, "I'll get my strap."

You'd never objected to her using the strap-on. But boy did you speak up quickly, "Not this time."

Her eyebrows furrow, "You'd rather my fingers?"

You pinch your bottom lip between your teeth, almost too hesitant to ask for what you want, "Not quite..."

"What do you-" Before she can finish her sentence she notices your gaze laying on the candy cane between her fingers. Her jaw hangs open for a good three seconds, "Seriously?"

You nod sheepishly.

"You... you seriously want this to be... up there?" She knew you were bold, but she never could've ever imagined you'd ask her to fuck you with a goddamn candy cane.

Her surprised expression turns neutral. She shrugs, biting off the sharp end of the candy cane before finding her spot back on the couch. She nudges your shoulders down so you're laying on your back, then her fingers hook into your belt loop. She yanks your jeans down and off your body, her eyes widening when she sees the damn spot over your panties, "Damn, mama. Wet already, hm?"

Out of embarrassment, you cover your face. But she doesn't let that slide. She grabs your wrists and guides your hands away from your face. "Uh-uh. Let me see you."

She rubs her fingers over your slick, clothed folds. You whine in retaliation, her speed too agonizing to bear.

She licks her teeth, unconcerned with your needs, "Let me take my time with you." She rubs your clit a few times before pulling your lace panties down your hips. She throws them elsewhere in the room, gasping slightly at your leaky hole, "All this for me? You wanted me this bad, huh?"

"Ellie—"

"I know, baby, I know. I'm gonna take good care of you. I promise." She rubs one of her fingers through your folds, running her thumb along the edge of your hole before licking her candy cane one more time, "You're absolutely sure?"

You nod eagerly, spreading your legs further for her. She sighs, unable to believe she's about to fuck her girlfriend with a goddamn candy cane. She traces the sticky treat around your hole, mimicking the movements of her finger from earlier, before she thrusts the thick candy cane into you.

You gasp a little, your walls clenching around the candy cane like your body was welcoming it in. Ellie rubs your clit with one hand, thrusting in and out with the other. The stimulation drives you absolutely crazy, and you were definitely horny enough to get off on this.

"Feel good, baby? Your pussy is so pretty." She coos, reveling in the fact that the red from the candy cane is rubbing off on your folds.

Her words were enough to push you over the edge, your orgasm crashing over you like a ton of bricks. It was euphoric.

Once you come down from it, Ellie didn't hesitate to pull out, pressing a final kiss to your clit before sticking the candy cane back into her mouth with a grin.

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[lynnielovestlou]

pottery with abby :)

꩜ synopsis: abby takes you on a pottery date and it leads to something more..

꩜ CW: cute little date fluff , dom! abby , sub! reader , smut (men dni) , fondling , fingering , gentle! abby , pet names (mama, honey, sweetheart, etc) , no use of y/n , abby has a bulge , reader doesn't get dick (sorry lovelies) , orgasm denial , overstimulation , dacryphilia (kinda) ,

nsfw!! this is short, i'm so sorry :')

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Abby's thick, and quite thunderous, thighs are spread apart, you slotted in between them. Your back is pressed up against her chest, the only thing supporting you being a small sliver of the wooden stool you're both sitting on.

The only sound is the whirring of the pottery machine in front of you. You had bought it a few months ago, thinking it would make a cute date night for the both of you to have in your shared apartment. Of course, you were right. Though it took months to convince your girlfriend the same.

Let's just say, you weren't disappointed. It felt exactly like how it did in the movies, where your sweaty bodies were all squished up against each other. Now both of you were covered in clay from the elbows down, your fingers intertwined as you both work away at the clay.

"You're so pretty, mama." Abby says, her voice sultry as her chin rests in the crease between your neck and shoulder. You can feel her warm breath on your skin and how her hands slowly move from the clay to your arms.

"Abs... the pot." You say, trying to get her attention. Of course she ignore you, her dirty hands placing visible handprints on your clothed thighs, "Abigail Anderson! These are my favorite overalls!" You giggle and pout at the appearance of clay-handprints over the course material of the denim.

She laughs against your skin, the vibrations alone sparking a familiar heat in the pit of your stomach. She doesn't move her hands despite your objections, and even though you wanted to salvage the overalls while you still could, you couldn't deny the warmth pooling in your panties.

"Gonna' let me take care of you, baby?" She coos, pressing her rather chapped lips just below your earlobe.

You'd be an idiot to say no. So naturally, you agree, squeezing your thighs together. The entire time you could feel her packing, her bulge poking and prodding at your ass as you sat in front of her lap. You knew what her intentions are. And you loved it.

She grabs the damp rag you had set aside to clean off her hands with. She wipes them clean before her clean hands slip into the top of your overalls, teasing your stomach over your shirt.

She was teasing you, and you knew it.

"Abby..." You say breathily, taking your hands off the pot in front of you and turning the machine off. She tuts you and takes her hands out instantly, your eyebrows furrowing in disapproval.

"Don't stop making that pot. If you take your hands off, so do I." You groan just as fast as she had retracted her hands from you, earning a stifled laugh from your girlfriend behind you, "Don't be a brat. C'mon, keep going."

Desperate to satisfy the twitching in your cunt, you turn the machine back on, dipping your hands in the water to start on the pot again.

Her warm palms find your tits, kneading them as she peppers kisses on your neck, "Mmm... you're so fucking pretty." She groans again, giving your chest a firm squeeze before pushing her hand down your overalls. She can feel your moisture through your panties as her digits tease at your already sensitive bud, "This all for me?"

You nod, your hands struggling to stay steady on the clay.

Her hand snakes between your legs, her fingers rubbing circles around your pussy. You moan out loud, caught off guard by the pressure against your slick folds.

"Gonna put one in ya." She warns, giving you enough time to stop her if you wanted to. Once she realizes that you're not, she's eases one of her fingers into your hole, letting you adjust before she starts to pump in and out, "Fuck, baby, you're so tight."

You bite your lip, hands still on the clay as your legs shake.

Without another warning, she shoves another one in, the pressure only increasing. You squeak, your hands letting go of the two of you's pot. She tsks you before pulling out, pulling a gasp out of you from the sudden emptiness.

"What did I say?" She demands.

"N-not to stop with the c-clay." You babble.

"That's right." She says, "C'mon, honey, you can do it."

You both resume in your tasks, her fingers working away at your cunt, your own at the clay. Some parts of the pot were denting, but you could feel your orgasm bubbling up in your tummy again. Your eyes closed, the stimulation making them pool with tears as your walls clenched around her fingers. You were close, and Abby knew it.

"Ab— Abby-"

"I know, honey. Cum on my fingers. Let me feel you." She coos, sucking gently on your neck as your orgasm came crashing over you. You were a shaking mess, and Abby fucked you through it. Moans were heard throughout your shared apartment, your neighbors most likely fed up with how loud you always are with her.

She takes her fingers out when she's sure you're okay, drying them with the same rag from earlier. She offers you a little smile before turning back towards the pot in front of you.

She notices the little, crescent shaped nail marks in them, from your attempt to calm yourself from earlier. She laughs at the sight, kissing your cheek. "Alright, baby. Let's get this fixed, hm?"

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