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ღ ELECTRAPLAYER ✶ SEVEN INCHES DEEP !
series masterlist collab series w/ the talented, sweet baby — @abbyscherry
tags. eighteen+, strap sex (abby!r), daddy kink, breeding kink, masc!reader but can be read by all, part of a series but can be read on it’s own.
you're gripping her hair like she's your favorite vice, cock stretching her pretty pussy, even prettier ass recoiling against you. toned back arched for you as she moans like a whore. only down side is you can't see the effect you're having on her pretty face. the moans abby continues to let out are enough to hold you over until you can see her sun-kissed skin cheeks again, hundreds of adorable freckles decorating her nose with the soft bend. the one you adore more than the stars in the sky.
you’d been staring at her all night the day before, entranced with her beauty yet again. it’d just been the two of you, a starry skin, and her. the empty beer bottles kissing the plush grass had her singing, saying some stupid joke but caused you to have a belly laugh. incredibly loud, obnoxious even, but it makes her laugh even harder.
the sun couldn’t hold their own against her shine. the brightest star you’ve ever known. the sick feeling comes back in moments like these, afraid of the unknown. what if it doesn’t work? nagging and deafening, the thought picks at your brain like zombies off a dead carcass. all of this could end in a moment, just like the rest but you try to believe otherwise when she does shine with blissful ignorance.
you want to sit in it with her.
sometimes, it’s hard to believe she’s just yours. there’s not a single soul but you to take care of her, praise her, worship her. every bit of her is for you, but tonight she’s stubborn. batting her eyelashes, give you fuck me eyes. the little brat knew it would work too.
“is this what you wanted? fucking begging me all day to be fucked. texting me, calling me all day while i train, fuck, making me lose my focus.” you pull harder on her golden hair. a fist full of her hair, a whimpering slut — you can practically see the drool. “and sending me the video of your tits in the shower, slippery and soapy. low fucking blow.”
“daddy, i just needed you. m’sorry, i—” you slap her ass, effectively shutting her up. well…her words only. abby moans instead, muffled by the sheets beneath her. “what? you’re fucking sorry? had to cut my day early because of you. what was so important it couldn’t wait?”
“i don’t want to say. it’s really embarrassing.” she shyly remarks.
“babygirl, i’m seven inches in your pussy. don’t think there should be any more secrets between us.” you slap her ass again and abby knows what it means.
better fess up or there’s much more painful punishments to come.
honestly, abby ponders for a moment. almost taking them up on the offer but her need to cum far outweighs the bratty little devil resting on her shoulder. even if she hadn’t made the decision for herself, you would have gotten abby there.
your pace increases, fucking her harder, faster. “talking back to me isn’t a smart move. you and i both know it.” you can hear just how wet she is; every thrust sends her closer and closer to what she craves. the pleasure is practically on her tongue. pink, raw lips pleading for the craving she can never satiate. not with you.
the confession threatening to fall from her tongue, but she bites on it. rather taking the pinching in her mouth than admit she’s wrong. with anyone else, she’s always gotten her way. but with you, you effectively know how to shut her right the fuck up.
“tell me what i want to hear. what’s in this pretty head angel? hm? does daddy need to fuck your harder? y’know i will.” without prompt, you start piston fucking into her, the flimsy headboard beating against the wall. her moans growing louder, heavier, sluttier.
“f-fuck, daddy. shit, shit, shit.” abby can’t stop whining, her thighs shaking controllably, back arching ever further, if it was even possible. “please? fuck, i-, need you to spill, daddy. please need to be stuffed full of your cum.” without any buffer you’re pulling her hair so hard, abby’s back collides with your chest.
your cock filling her up even deeper as you continue to fuck her. she almost pulls your hair out from the root, before her neck to bitting into your neck, sucking, before she lets her tongue soothe over the mark.
it’s obvious, you’re so close to cumming. you can hardly stand and fuck, the base of the harness is rubbing against your clit. god, combined with abby’s moans. you’re close.
“fuck yeah? wanna have my babies baby? want me knock you up? pump you full of cum until you just can’t fucking take anymore?”
“please, god, daddy i-, i’m going to come. can i come? please? fuck, need to come all over your cock. please say yes. god, daddy?”
the last words are a nail in her coffin.
“c’mon babygirl. show me how much you want me to breed you. need to know how worthy you are of my cum. my babies. fucking show me how much of a dirty slut you are.” you press your lips on her ear, kissing it softly. “that's right. just for daddy."
hope you enjoyed! mwah mwah!
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this video is so gf!abby core to me idk kate is such a cutie ☹️☹️☹️
#abby anderson#abby anderson x reader#tlou x reader#abby anderson smut#abby tlou#julien core ᨳଓ#kate martin
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did it btw. think my lowest grade will be a c. 🫡 (if any girls wanna kiss me and tell me how proud of me they are my dms are OPEN ☺️☺️)
playing a game called can i go from failing every class to passing each one before midnight tomorrow tap in
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playing a game called can i go from failing every class to passing each one before midnight tomorrow tap in
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mean!sub abby………………. pls
✮ LUNCH.
a/n; heh….. mean sub abs…. sexy,,….
palestine masterlist, daily click, israeli themes in tlou
teasing abby as she’s being so brutally mean to you. not even begging you to touch her in certain places— but demanding it. she doesn't care how you do it, she just wants it done. a short-breathed mutter left her, a simple ‘you better fuckin’ touch me— right now.’ as if she was going to do something about it. she knows you have complete and utter control over her— and she wouldn’t dare disobey, she just found pleasure in teasing, what she would like to call it. you had her laying down, thin, grey tank top adorning her abdomen, and nothing else. her happy trail leading to something much greater. your tongue dances along the hair leading to her clit— mere inches away from it before dragging your tongue back right where you started. she huffs a breath, maybe out of eagerness— maybe desperation. ‘god— fuck, you needa stop teasin’ so much n’ fuck me already.’ deciding you've tortured her enough, your hand slid to her clit, gentle circles gliding across— something she would think she's been very deserving of. a soft moan leaves her lips, your mouth leaving hickeys over her hips. 'took y'fucking long enough—.' and yet, her sentence ended in a moan, as if she hasn't been desperate for it.
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MINORS AND MEN GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!! CANNOT STOP THINKING ABOUT SUB!ELLIE
In the reverse cowgirl position with her hands on your knees to prop herself up as she wildly bouncing on your strap, causing the harness to rub against your clit deliciously. The pleasure shooting throughout your body makes you want more of it. You place the palm of your hand on her back to further heighten her movements, pushing her deeper on your strap, making nub of the faux cock kiss her g-spot perfectly. A moan that can be only described as a “Ooo” leaves her plumped lips. She looks back at you with the most awe-struck look. You relinquish in the way her eyebrows are scrunched together in pleasure, her mouth left agape.
AHHHHHHHH SAVE ME SUB!ELLIE SAVE MEEEEEEE
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⠀⠀⠀ღ ELECTRAPLAYER ✶ CLEAN UP THE MESS YOU MADE !
a/n: massive shoutout to @andersonfilms for helping me with this. with all of it actually ... ily ღ
the slam of the wooden door echoes throughout your shared home, rage spilling over like oil under a gas stove, both of your frustrated but truthfully? more so you. not so carefully you discard the keys in the entry bowl, smirking maliciously as abby just continues to press, creating more distance between the two of you as if this doesn’t need to be discussed.
abby’s nails pick at the cuticles anxiously and you know if she continues they’ll bleed. you also know, you’re far too stubborn to help her with it, not with the stunt she pulled tonight. the two of you leaving early, the attitude she seemed to pull out of her ass.
no, you’re not fucking standing for this bullshit.
anxiously, the blonde halts near the kitchen island, waiting for you to meet her there but you don’t. firm hands running over your hair until they reach the nape of your neck, fingers pressing against the tension built.
“are we going to talk about this or are you going to continue to give me the silent treatment? that is your typical move, abby.” questioning her as you slowly step forward. cynically, cocking your head to the side, waiting to give her back the same bullshit behaviour she served you on a silver platter all night long.
her soft jaw clenches, lips pursed into a pout as her arms cross her chest. a needle drop could be heard between the two of you, only sound to be heard is the insistent tapping of your foot. an attempt to edge her into submission.
taking one step closer, your cologne starting to invade her sense, numbing the frustration nudged in her mind. “is this what you really want? to act like an absolute brat, go to bed angry, and leave this all unresolved just so you can cry to me in the middle of the night when you want me to hold you.”
“t-that’s not— i don’t do that.” abby defends, breaking her silence for the first time since the two of you headed home.
“oh? you don’t?” your tongue pokes through your cheek, shaking your head at her in the process. all the fucking talk in the world but when it comes to you? she never has it in her fight back when you do. “okay. fine. let’s just pretend you don’t for one second. why on earth are you pissed at me for talking to people we both know?”
“you’re calling it talking? please you fucking get off on flirting with other people in front of me.” perhaps she wasn’t thinking clearly, all the pent up frustration doing the talking for her but it spilled before she could halt her words.
this time she was met with silence, as you roll the sleeves to your elbows carefully, exposing your tattoo forearms, the ones she loves so dearly. abby can’t read you, fuck, you look stone cold. processing what she just said to you as you reassess.
if abby wants to play dirty, you’ll play goddamn dirty.
“that’s what you think?” you laughed, dryly but sarcastically in her direction. “you’re gonna stand there, tell me m’flustered over some other girl? right in front of you? my girl? better yet, you wanna say i’m flirting with them?” you scoffed, running your fingers through your hair and tugging gently.
abby didn’t know why you had switched from being so sweet, soft, and gentle, to suddenly pissed off, and annoyed. it was a joke. a joke she always tells you. always tells you that other girls make you flustered when you suddenly get warm and hot in a room. a joke that you usually laugh at and say something like ‘if it’s not because of you, then i am not flustered, i am pissed off’ and let it go. but since coming home, you’ve been downright moody and pissed off. “it was a joke” she sighed, shrugging off her jacket.
“a joke” you laughed and moved closer, not enough but one step was enough to have her baby blue eyes locking onto yours. “a bit of an overused joke, don’t you think, baby?” you’re scoffing again, cocking your head to the side. “a joke that you should know pisses me off by now”
“babe i didn’t mean it seriously. i know that you dont have eyes for anyone else” abby sighed again, looking at you with softer eyes. softer ones than a few hours ago. ones that would usually have you kneeling at her feet, worshiping the ground she walks on, and doing whatever she wanted you to do. tonight though? tonight you weren’t doing any of that. so she knew she had pissed you off with her joke.
she’s barely able to keep up with her own thoughts circling in her brain, let alone able to keep up with how fast you’re moving. one second you’re standing so far away from her, so far away from her reach to being right in front of her. looking down at her with a clenched jaw. a clenched jaw that she usually finds so attractive, but now her throat is dry and she’s looking up at you with wide eyes and a pout on her face. “so you think that any girl i see makes me flustered?” you questioned, inching your face closer.
“no! s’not what i mean” she mumbled, shaking her head and closing her eyes.
“no? then what did you mean?”
“it was just a harmless joke, babe. really”
abby chokes out a sound. you can’t really tell when you’re grabbing onto her hand and tilting your head to the side more, your breath fanning her face hotly. “harmless joke?” you’re asking, eyes flickering over the way her eyes flutter open and she’s gasping softly when you’re out of nowhere shoving her hand down your pants. a crimson blush coating her cheeks upon feeling just how wet you are. “you wear those tight fuckin’ pants, that shirt that shows everything, and you think i am flustered because of them?
“i—”
you have her body boxed in against the wall. her hand shoved down your pants. her brain and body are fighting against each other. one side is telling her to behave and do nothing until you let her do something. but her brain is telling her to touch you. have you gasping under her touch and make you forget all about the joke. and yet she can’t. not when you’re looking down at her like that.
“have you ever taken notice to understand you are the most beautiful person in the entire world, and every single day i am with you or near you, i can’t contain myself? do you really forget how wet you make me?” you whispered against her neck, smirking. “have you forgotten how many times you have made me cum in the same night? forgotten the sounds i make when you touch me?”
“no— i just—”
“you just what? c’mon baby, speak up, use your words”
“i was teasing you. m’sorry” abby whined, squirming against the wall when you’re sinking your teeth into her neck, and sucked softly. “m’sorry”
“yeah? you know how much i hate being teased” you’re growling, using your free hand and wrapping it around her throat. grinning smugly at the small gasp she lets out when you squeeze just enough. “get on your knees, clean up the mess you made and maybe i’ll think about forgiving you. depends on if you do a good job or not”
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Pretty girl‼️
Congratulations to Rhea Ripley for turning an entire generation of women gay 🫡
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you are NOT my “passenger princess” get off your phone we are Under attack!!!!!!!! you are my gunner; man the weapons and defend our vehicle with your life!!!
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if you saw this when it said “while you shit in her lap” no you DID NOT! i am sleepy pls let me live
thinking about contruction worker abby who comes home all grimy and dirty. who begs for you to take a bath her just so she can have some skin to skin with you. who claims she can’t get a good night’s sleep after a shift unless she fingers you ‘til you’re shaking and squirming away while you sit on her lap.
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thinking about contruction worker abby who comes home all grimy and dirty. who begs for you to take a bath her just so she can have some skin to skin with you. who claims she can’t get a good night’s sleep after a shift unless she fingers you ‘til you’re shaking and squirming away while you sit on her lap.
#abby anderson#abby anderson x reader#tlou x reader#abby anderson smut#abby tlou#tlou smut#jules writes ❤︎#Spotify
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FOOD PLAY WITH ABBY ᯓᡣ𐭩
cw: soft dom!abby, praise, chocolate if you couldn't already tell lmao, taking pictures
a/n: it's basically a drabble because it's very short
abby loves chocolate. yes, she keeps a strict eye on her diet in order to maintain her physique, but she'll never pass up the opportunity to eat some good chocolate— especially if she can make it fun for herself, and you.
what a sight for sore eyes you are, comfortably laying down on your bed, upper body completely exposed for abby, her hungry eyes staring down at your bare form and drinking in every single detail— your tense neck, the valley between your oh so inviting breasts, the way your chest rises and lowers as you look up at her with that expectant expression of yours.
in one of her hands there's a small bowl of melted chocolate, its delightful smell filling the room in an almost intoxicating way. dipping her index finger into the smooth substance, she collects some of it, then she brings her digit to your mouth. no words are needed for you to do what she's wordlessly asking, so you press your pink tongue flat against the base of her finger, running it upwards to lick it clean, the sweet taste immediately invading your mouth as you never break eye contact with your girlfriend. she relishes in the feeling of your warm muscle teasing the pad of her finger, and is unable to look away from how perfectly your soft lips are sealed around it— the things she'd do to that mouth.
"you already taste good, but we'll make you taste even better, mh?" her voice is hoarse when she speaks. her eyes flicker to your needy orbs.
she begrudgingly retreats her finger, dipping it in the chocolate once more to gather a generous amount. meanwhile, she scans your body in search of the best spot to start with. she ultimately settles on your chest— how can she not?
abby slowly inches her digit closer to your body until she reaches your left nipple, smearing the chocolate all over the bud with a satisfied hum, feeling it harden under her touch and watching you squirm at the light stimulation brought to you by her circular motions.
"stay still baby, we don't want to make a mess, do we?" she orders. you obey, attentively watching her work on you as if you were the canvas and she the artist. the girl repeats her actions on your other nipple, leaving the chocolate to turn cold on your sensitive skin.
"what should i write on your pretty body?" she wonders out loud, eyes locked on you while she hums in thought. she can think of a couple things she'd like to see written on your skin, but eventually settles for something simple.
"how about my name? so i can mark you as mine." your thighs shamelessly clench together at her words, arousal pooling in your underwear at the thought of having her name on you.
you watch her focused expression as she carefully traces the shape of each word on your torso with smooth movements. every time her digit comes in contact with your heated flesh, goosebumps spread all over your skin.
once she's done, she licks her finger clean and places the bowl on the nightstand before leaning back a little to inspect her handiwork.
"beautiful." she mumbles with a nod, more to herself than to you. when the girl looks up at your flushed— and slightly impatient— face, she smiles. "wanna see?"
she turns her head left and right at your enthusiastic nod in search of her phone, and once she locates it, she opens the camera to snap a picture of the scene in front of her. fuck, she's getting so aroused just by looking at you— with your dilated pupils staring straight at the camera, and her name written across your body like she owns you.
turning her phone around, she brings the screen close to your face to allow you to get a good look at yourself. "pretty, right?"
you nod, however abby's raised eyebrow signals that she wants you to use your words.
"yes."
"say it."
"i'm pretty." you respond softly, eyes focused on the picture as both embarrassment and desire course through you,— that earns you a proud smirk on her part.
after putting her phone away, abby moves to get closer to your body, parting your legs to position herself in-between them. she lowers her head and sticks her tongue out to glide it over one of your nipples, her mouth immediately latching onto the sensitive bundle of nerves. your back arches in response to the long awaited feeling, and your left hand finds the top of her head as abby's mouth works on you, pulling her closer to your body.
"feels good." you breathe out, looking down at her just to find her blue eyes already observing you. when she pulls away, she licks her chocolate-covered lips, giving you a quick, sweet kiss before attacking your other breast, swiftly catching your nipple between her teeth and causing your fingers to tighten their grip on her blonde locks as a muted moan parts your lips in a silent 'o'. a smirk brightens up her features— she loves how easily you react to her.
sliding down your torso, abby licks a long, slow, teasing stripe down the middle of it, cutting her name in half.
"i'm going to have so much fun with you."
palestine mp, daily click, don't buy tlou, divider
a/n: i kinda hate my writing here but oh well
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abby boobs in my mouth fic perhaps … like sitting on her lap grinding on her thigh while she babies me lowkey 💭 likeee abby calling herself mommy
“you’re such a good girl for mommy, baby” idk
- 💌
✮ Me and Your Mama.
a/n; one thing about 💌 anon is THEY WILL COOK!
palestine masterlist, daily click, israeli themes in tlou
no becauseeeee!!! imagine sitting on her lap, gentle grinding onto the strong muscle of her thigh— letting out soft huffs of air as the grinding proceeds. it’s always desperate and messy, even if you wanted it to be opposite. her nipple rolls around your tongue— a dance shared between the two of you. her hands would wrap into your hair, sometimes a tug or release interrupting it. ‘doin’ so fuckin’ good for mommy, baby’ she would send you constant praise and it just drove you further— and finally if she decides to give in and grind back into you, the pleasure is tenfold. you would moan into the flesh in your mouth, trying your absolute hardest to not accidentally let your teeth graze her— she’s sensitive, and you know that if you did, she’d be cumming in no time; and you want it to last forever. but holy fuck when she does? it’s vocal, and she doesn’t bother to hold back anymore— to put up an act in front of you. it’s downright messy, you can almost feel how wet she is through her underwear. as if a domino effect, when she cums, so do you. a sudden movement from her chest to her mouth— almost as if trying to kiss away her moans— but they weren’t going anywhere.
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tldr I'm a munch and my girlfriend and my girl has been too busy to sit on my face soooo...
I feel like Abby thinks you're the prettiest on your knees. Whether she's standing or sitting above you, you look and feel so small beneath her no matter how she compares to you. Your hands are folded in your lap, eyes shining with anticipation, and lips drawn in a soft smile as you await her instruction.
This time you kneel naked in front of her as she sits fully clothed on your bed. She reaches out to cup your cheek in her palm, and you lean into the warmth and let your eyes close in contentment. Abby runs her thumb along your bottom lip, admiring you before pushing her thumb between your lips and into your mouth. Opening your eyes to hold Abby's gaze, you run your tongue from the base to tip of the digit before softly sucking. Satisfied with your submission and growing impatient with the slow pace, Abby pulls her thumb from between your lips with an audible "pop."
You glance up at Abby as she begins to unbuckle her belt, slipping it from around her waist and gathering it in her fist. Bending down, she wraps the belt around your neck, pulling the end through the buckle tight to form a makeshift collar and leash between you. You gasp as she tightens the belt to fit snugly around your neck, but relax as you remind yourself that Abby has your comfort in mind.
Impatiently, Abby yanks you forward by the end of the belt to plant a deep kiss on your lips. She pulls away slightly, but you stretch forward as far as you can to meet her lips again. She takes pity on you and leans back in, sucking your bottom lip into her mouth and biting it before licking into your mouth to get as much of you as she could taste. You part, a strand of saliva breaking between you. You were both desperate, but more than anything you were hungry.
Abby peeled her tight t-shirt over her head and wriggled her cargo pants down her thick legs. Your mouth was watering as you locked eyes with her underwear, in particular where it was wet and clinging to her folds. She had been thinking about this for a while, and seeing you so sweet and submissive had done a number on Abby. Before she could get her panties off, you leaned forward to taste but were stopped by a tight grip on your hair pulling you back. Abby sternly told you to "wait a goddamn second" before lifting her hips to pull her underwear down her thighs.
Taking hold of the improvised leash, Abby pulled you closer to her dripping pussy. "You know what to do," she said with a sneer.
Finally, you were able to take a long and slow lick between her folds, to which Abby attempted to stifle a groan. You started slowly, licking broad strokes through her lips for your own pleasure and moaning at the salty sweet taste. Abby relished in the feeling of your warm and wet tongue and the humming of your moans against her, but it wasn't enough. She knew your intentions weren't to tease, and she liked when you were slow and gentle, but this wasn't the time. She yanked on the leash for a moment, pulling you up from between her legs to lock eyes with her and heed her demand for "more."
Quickly nodding your head, she slackens the leash and you dive back between her legs. Puckering your lips, you place a wet kiss on her clit before planting your lips over it. Abby's hips buck against you as you suck her clit between your lips, fluttering your tongue against her clit in quick motions. Pulling a hand up to cover her flushed cheeks, she whispers a quiet "fuck..." You must be doing something right, then. You suck her clit in pulses, glancing up to her to see her eyebrows knit together, her face scrunched into an expression that you'd almost think she were angry if you didn't have her slick running down your chin. Even with your arms wrapped tightly around her thighs in an attempt to hold her still for you, she almost squirms out of your grip.
Abby feels a burn in her stomach, getting hotter and tighter as you eat her sloppily. She tries to warn you, reaching out to grab a fist full of your hair and get your attention, but the sting only encourages you as you continue eating her out with more vigor. She wanted to tell you to slow down, to take it easy instead of rushing her to an orgasm, but all that she could manage were broken curses and phrases. Throwing her head back with what was nearly a squeak, Abby felt the fire in her stomach reach a peak. Her thighs attempted to pull closed, closing in on you instead and squeezing your cheeks. Abby threw her head back with her eyes closed, rocking her hips against your face as she rode out her orgasm, flinching when she rocked her hips up and your nose rubbed along her clit.
After one last flick of your tongue on her clit just to see her jump, you sat back on your heels and got onto your feet to take her in. It was a beautiful sight. Abby had laid back on the bedsheets, her trembling legs still dangling off the edge of the bed. The white sheets below her were stained with arousal, the same slick that covered her thighs and was running down your chin. Her breasts heaved up and down as she caught her breath, sweat dotting her brow and her flushed cheeks. With a forearm draped over her forehead, she opened one eye to look at you. Seeing the big grin on your face, she scoffed and chuckled.
"You proud of yourself?"
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literally my parents who birthed and raised me fed me home cooked meals picked me up from school stood by me through my first heartbreak and made me who i am today
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Abby masterlist || main masterlist || daily clicks
thinking about girlfriend!Abby and her obsession with fruit 🍑🍉
🫐girlfriend!Abby who washes blueberries for you and places them on your tongue, peels your oranges and kisses the gleam of citrus off your lips after every bite
girlfriend!Abby who loves when you eat fruit because she swears it makes you taste sweeter when she goes down on you
girlfriend!Abby who eats apple slices off the tip of her knife and thinks about you when the juice runs down her chin🍎
girlfriend!Abby who painstakingly takes apart pomegranates for you, making sure that every seed is removed from its tender, white flesh
girlfriend!Abby who’s Pavlov’d herself into thinking about you every time she eats fruit, and she comes home ravenous after every trip to the market
🍒girlfriend!Abby who lovingly insists that she feeds you by hand every time she comes over. “I want you to eat well,” she says, fingers lingering over your cherry-stained lips. The twisted corners of her mouth tell you that she’ll be eating well too
girlfriend!Abby who pulls you into her lap every morning to share strawberries and blackberries that stain your mouths for the rest of the day 🍓
girlfriend!Abby who shows her affection in subtle ways and fruit is her favorite way to say ‘I love you’.
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