cruel intentions.
abby anderson x fem! reader
synopsis; when you learned that you liked your best friend as more than a friend. and her arms. you definitely like her arms.
cw; +18 content! minor dni!, teasing, dom! abby, sub! reader, size kink, reader is obsessed with abby’s muscles 😩, dirty talking, praising, fingering (r receiving), heavy make-out…
REMINDER: english is not my mother language so i apologize if there are some mistakes <3 !¡ either ways, i hope y’all like it. <3
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you knew that maybe there could be something wrong with you when you realized that even if you were embarrassed to accept it — and that it made you blush and want the world to swallow you whole, want to melt…— you couldn’t simply not find abby’s arms hot. ‘cause they were so big, and looked so good every time they’d flex. you’d caught yourself staring now more than once at her arms when she’d be training, throwing the basketball around the court…
but then she’d casually dry the sweat of her face on her shirt, exposing her toned stomach and making her biceps bulge… and maybe you did or did not had to go the toilet to fix your ruined panties.
also…
she was fucking strong.
you’d seen her carry around full flour bags of 10kg. 2 on her hands, one on each one of her muscular shoulders for her mother’s bakery. without even struggling.
and you’d tried really hard to not let your mind wonder to the fact that she could easily carry you and throw you around if she wanted —for fucks sake you reached her chest—… but you had ended up with your fingers deep inside your cunt and moaning your best friend’s name that night either ways.
it was getting harder to ignore it. the fact that you liked her. but you couldn’t. you shouldn’t. she probably didn’t even look at you in that way… she didn’t. you had been best friends for years. sure. you two had kissed each other before, but they were just mere silly pecks, like a goodbye peck —with no romantically feelings behind and totally platonic— before getting back to class. she wouldn’t want to kiss you, right?
but fuck if it wasn’t hot seeing her walking around in only a sports bra when you’d hang at her house, her long blonde hair down and silky.
just like right now.
you prayed she couldn’t hear the way your heart was beating inside your chest.
“hey, you okay pretty girl?” she inquired, her warm and big hand falling on your naked thigh, since the warm nights of the spring had made you go for a pair of pijama shorts. you tried to not let the hitch on your breath show, nodding. she frowned, you’d started to get more quiet around her, more awkward. “what’s wrong, hm? you know you can tell me, right? are you not feeling alright?” she inquired, her free hand going to your forehead and cheek to check for any fever. none. you stopped breathing for a second when you saw her inch closer, heart deafening. shit. her lips looked so good.
“i’m alright.” you managed to say, and unconsciously licked your lips, looking at hers. she looked at yours for just a mere second before pulling away back onto the headboard. her hand remained on your thigh, even when she reached for the controller, making it slide upwards and then inwards when she had settled back once again, this time closer to where you felt growing wetter. your cheeks were burning, ‘cause you were getting wet over your best fucking friend.
and she wasn’t even doing anything. shit. when had you started to exactly like her? maybe that day when she punched a douchebag that had threw you a dirty comment on the college hallways? no… when she saved money to buy you that necklace that you always stopped to stare at on your way back to your shared neighborhood? you hadn’t taken it out since, but… you couldn’t remember. have you always felt something for her? fuck.
“alright. what do you wanna watch tonight, hm? anything my girl wants.”
my girl. my girl. my girl.
“that one looks good.” you quickly said, pointing at the first movie that popped up on the netflix’s recommendations.
“cruel intentions.” she said out loud the name of the film, and she shrugged. “okay.” she said, pressing okay and getting comfy. she had promised that she’d watch whatever you chose, anything to make you happy.
you talked just the slightest through the film, laughing a little bit in between scenes on when you’d drift from the tv. that was until something caught your attention.
kathryn had offered to teach cecile how to kiss using tongue.
you were blushing as you watched the two girls slowly and softly kiss before starting to make out, leading to a string of spit connecting their lips once they had pulled away.
abby was staring at the screen, but she too seemed more tense, the little strokes that her thumb was leaving on your thigh coming to stop. there was this unspoken tension in the air. what to say, what do do… should you make a funny joke, don’t say anything at all…?
“wow…” you shockingly said, a smile creeping up your face.
“please, that was nothing. i could do better than her.” abby said back, teasingly, a smirk on her face.
“oh yeah?” you teased her back. “sure.”
“you don’t believe me?” she inquired, acting hurt. the hand on your thigh was now burning.
“not really. no.” you smiled.
“want me to prove it to you?” your breath hitched, the smirk on her face growing when she saw the flush on your cheeks under the deem light of her lamp.
“yeah.” you said, looking at her lips and dampening your own, and she couldn’t help but stare at yours, heart beating fasted. shit. she hadn’t expected you’d say yes. dreamed of it? wished for it? sure. but never thought it could actually happen. she had seen you staring, that’s for sure, but she hadn’t said anything, had waited for you to actually speak up about it, but you had been acting so shy that she never expected that you’d actually do it.
“fucking finally.” she whispered against your lips, one of her hands coming up to cup at your cheek. her lips crashed against yours and you couldn’t help but moan when you felt her tongue push inside your mouth. the kiss was dirty, and needy, and messy, but you wouldn’t change it for nothing in the world, ‘cause it felt like fucking magic.
the hand resting on your thigh reached closer to where you most needed her, teasing, warming up your skin and leaving it in goosebumps. you kissed her back with neediness, clasping at her strong shoulders and her hair, which you pulled, making her groan.
when she pulled away, the two of you were panting, and she was smirking when you pushed forwards to kiss her again, but she stopped you with one of her hands on your neck.
“that good?” she teased you, eyebrows rising and a smirk showing on her now swollen lips, and you huffed, kissing her again and sighing when her hand got closer to your leaking little cunt and later on moaning when her palm cupped it, groaning at the feeling of the damp patch growing on your panties. “so fucking wet… is that all for me doll?” she inquired, kissing your neck while starting to rob your puffy clit from over your underwear, the friction being enough to make you moan out loud.
you nodded, but she was not having that.
“nuh-uh, use your words pretty girl.” she demanded, and you whimpered.
“yes, fuck abby, ‘s all for you…” your thighs were shaking, and you were aching for more. shit, you’ve dreamed about this for so long…
“atta girl.” she praised and you let out a tiny needy moan that made her smirk only grow more. “you like that baby? like it when i call you my good girl?” you moaned, letting out a breathing ‘yes’ that had her heart jumping inside her chest. fuck, you were so hot. and fuuuck, you were so wet.
her fingers slid easily through your folds now that she had pulled your beautiful lace panties to the side —the ones you had wore just for her—. “gonna be my good girl and take my fingers, hm?”
you nodded, begging for it, moaning when her middle finger simply pressed against your clenching hole, pleading to be filled.
just the stretch of one of them had you breathless, your head disconnecting. you let out the most beautiful and pornographic moan abby had ever heard, and fuck if it didn’t make her more horny that she already was —if that was even possible—.
“aw, look at you, you’re sucking me in, baby.” you whimpered when she thrusted her finger inside your warm and tight walls, your slick making it easy to slip in and out. your cheeks were burning, and you were shaking. fuck. why was her teasing you hot? “you hear that baby? hear my fingers fucking you like the little needy girl that you are?” the squelches that your cunt was making made you squirm and blush beetle red, moaning at her words. fuck. she was driving you insane.
a second finger went in and you felt like fading, jolts of electricity cursing through your veins, a knot tightening on your lower stomach.
“fuck, abby!” you cried out when she curled them, her fingertips pressing against that spongy spot in between your walls that could make you fall apart.
“there she is… right there, huh baby?” she smirked, and you nodded, moaning with every new thrust. your eyes fell to her arm, seeing the way her muscles would show and flex under her skin, how her veins would pop, the slick covering her palm... you moaned, and your cunt tightened around her fingers. that’s when she noticed what you were looking at, and she groaned. “fuck. i knew it. i knew i wasn’t imagining shit. you like my arms, don’t you baby? i bet you like my hands too, hm? thought about them a lot while playing with your little pussy, didn’t you?” you were nodding, and babbling the moment her free hand came up to your neck, choking you. your tight squeezed her fingers again. “fuuuck.” she groaned. “knew my pretty girl would like being choked.” you were perfect. holy shit, you were perfect for her —but that’s something she already knew—. your mind was getting dizzy, and your orgasm was so close your back was arching and you were losing your voice due to your constant moaning. “you gonna cum, baby? gonna be a good girl for me and cum all over my fingers?” you cried out.
“yes, shit abby, i’m gonna cum, i’m gonna-“ next thing you knew? you were gushing all over her fingers, falling apart, thighs shaking and broken moans spilling from your puffy reddish lips. you looked like a fucking angel, and the fact that it was her who was making you feel this good was making abby impossibly horny.
she helped you rode it, her fingers fucking into you in the perfect way to make it last for what it seemed hours and hours. you were spent by the time you came down from it, and abby was licking her fingers clean with her tongue, what made you let out a shaky breath.
and you knew.
you knew by the way she was looking at you that you were not done yet.
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a/n;🤭😋💋
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ride
abby anderson x fem! reader
a/n; i want to ride abby whilst she uses her big strong arms to help me fuck her cock and praises me for being her good girl 😭 help
cw; porn w/o plot, riding 🤠, dom! abby x sub! reader, strap on sex (r receiving), praising, praise kink, reader loves abby’s muscles (i can relate), oral sex (abby receiving) no detailed (i can make a detailed oral sex fic for her 🤭), tit play and sucking, manhandling, teasing, use of nicknames instead of y/n... MINORS DNI OR I’LL HUNT U DOWN!!!
“that’s it baby, taking my cock so good… atta girl.” you moaned, your hands on her shoulders for leverage as you bounced on her cock up and down, her strong thighs under your ass.
your eyes were watering at the pleasure. she was reaching so deep. and she sounded so good groaning when her clit would catch with the back of the strap…
she kissed your chest, your neck, licked and sucked on your tits. her hands were on your ass, rubbing you against her when you’d start to get tired of the jumping.
“come on baby, you’re doing so well…” she would encourage you, but you’d be too tired, your legs burning at the effort.
“can’t…” you’d sob, so close to cumming yet unable to reach it.
“poor thing…” she cooed, her fingers leaving her marks on your ass as she started to lift you by herself. you could see her biceps popping with every lift. you moaned when she pushed you down once again, her cock pushing against your g spot and making you see stars.
“abby!”
“that’s it doll. you just sit there all pretty for me and take it, hm? i’ll do all the work for my princess.” you whimpered, your nails digging on her shoulders and making her groan. “you make me crazy. looking so good on top of me. look at those pretty tits bouncing for me.” she couldn’t pull her eyes away from them, her mouth practically watering as she worked you towards your orgasm.
“abby, i’m gonna cum!” you screamed, and she picked up the pace, leaving you breathless. “fuck!”
“gonna cum, baby? gonna cum for me, hm?” you nodded, babbling multiple ‘yes’s as you too found yourself rocking back against her thrusts, making her moan at the sight. “so desperate…” you whimpered. “cum doll, let me see it drip.” she smirked, knowing that a little bit more encouragement was just what you needed to get there. she was right. you came with slack jaw and a deep dragged moan that fucked up your throat. it was too much, your head spinning at its intensity as abby made sure to fuck you through it. “that’s it. give it to me. good fucking girl…” you creamed on her dick, a white ring decorating it on the base as you came down from it. she was rolling your clit to get the most out of it and out of you, kissing your neck and giving soft rubs on your back, humming on your skin as you let out little broken breathy moans.
you ate her out so good after that…
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im sorry 😭😭
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I CANT stop thinking of Abby. the way her hands can cup your ass so perfectly while you are grinding on her lap.
Her pussy pulsating with the way you squirm, with nothing for you to pleasure yourself with.
The friction is not even close to enough but you can’t stop, and she wont give it to you until you are worked up enough, until you are dripping down from your pretty black panties to her clothed cunt.
Oh she squirmed on that thought, humping up on you which made your head tilt back, she almost lost her composure.
Still, her face pictured an uninterested expression, but her body was completely opposed it. Her hands holding, squishing and caressing everything they touched.
Her body flushed hard on yours, no room for scape, only her warm flesh covered by her sweats and her black shirt. Oh, and you??, well, only with your panties.
But when you come close to her neck, nibbling and kissing and sucking at it, she lost it!!
She grabbed you like the doll you are, throwing you to the mattress, and placing herself on top of you, toned and strong legs keeping yours apart.
And the way she sucks hikeys all over until she is at your tits, looking up at you like asking for permission and the only thing you can do is grab a handful of her honey hair and press her face against your tits.
Umm, her pussy is so so drippy, it aches, aches so good for you, the way it glistens, her boxers are TIGHT on her lips, so painful.
But your are too, the way your wetness is already staining the mattress, GOD she can’t take it!!
She palms you through you tight wet delicious panties, but its just, not enough you know?
Pt2??
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