nina✂️

pairing: abby anderson x reader

wc: 2.1k+

content warning: 18+, MDNI. established but toxic relationship. strap usage(reader receiving). cunnilingus(reader receiving). fingering(abby and reader receiving). angst?? i guess. modern au. pet names (baby, it’s only used once really)

a/n:

this was rushed and is an old ass one shot i wrote a while ago but abby sexy asf ayeeee perfect!

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since being together, you and abby have always had some sort of friction. from schedules not lining up, to abby frequently traveling and time zone differences, to the nonsensical arguments that happened way to often than the should, having the both of you questioning what even set them off.

on the flip side though, there was an irresistible push and pull that neither of you could turn away from. something most people would label “like moths to a flame”.

endless arguments loaded with sword sharp words and insults that cut and tore through the both of you, leaving markings across your hearts that you’d be sure to remember… only to have them forgotten moments later as your bodies found each others sweet spots.

the battle of mind games that seemed like they were only played for the satisfaction of winning. yet in the moments of passion where the two of you made each other feel like the only people in the world, it felt like a never ending cycle.

it never mattered which of you were the cause of whatever chaos was now at the center of your relationship because the apology was the same everytime, sex. you, taking control on nights where you provoked her jealousy. her, keeping you up for hours, orgasm after orgasm, until you could no longer formulate the reasoning as to why you just swore that you’d never talk to her again. you both knew it was unhealthy and completely draining but, the thought of not being with each other hurt more than to just push through and hope for better days.

tonight was no different. here you were in the living room of abby’s apartment, arms folded against your chest. so much anger built up that you could almost feel steam shooting out from your nose. with heat rushing to your face, you’d be as red as an apple if it weren’t for your brown complexion masking the fluster. while she stood a few feet in front of you, facial expression unreadable but challenging, waiting to see what you’d do next.

since you arrived at abby’s place, 30 minutes ago, you’ve been bickering over where she was, and why she was so busy that she couldn’t bother to let you know she wouldn’t be coming over to your place like the two of you had planned. though abby never gave you any reason to believe she’d be seeing someone else, you could admit that the rockiness of the relationship played on your mind constantly and made you wonder if she wanted to see other people.

people that weren’t you, people that offered peace instead of problems.

but then there’d be times you’d wish abby actually WAS out there with someone else. at least it’d be a better excuse than to know that she just doesn’t care to check in with you or update you on her day.

“where have you been for the past two hours?”

anger laced throughout your tone.

“for the last time, i fell asleep and i genuinely forgot.“ abby spoke, running her hands over her face and hair, clearly fed up with whatever you were trying to get at. “i’m not repeating myself.”

“i don’t believe that.” you spoke, walking up to her, hands now placed firmly at your hips. “i really don’t.”

abby’s brows furrowed, thinking of whatever impossible answer you were trying to pull from her. “and i don’t know what’s so hard to believe about that..”

abby flared her toned arms out slightly, looking herself up and down in a way of nonverbally asking, “based on what i look like right now, where else could i have been?”.

her hair was a mess, eyes low. she was practically naked aside from the black boxers and sports bra she wore, along with the necklace you got for her as a birthday gift a year ago. even still, this wasn’t enough proof for you. your arms found their way back across your chest as you balanced your weight on one leg.

abby’s strong hands landed on your hips, squeezing softly as her expression softened.

“why you gotta be like this? you know i wouldn’t lie about something like that.”

your face stiffened, still angry at her halfway ghosting attempt while also keeping your guard up as you both knew her touch eased the moment. you try to take a step back, but abby’s hold never faltered. instead she pulled you closer, her lips inching forward as if abby expected you to meet her halfway. surprising her, you turned your head.

letting out a groan, abby released her grip from you. rolling her eyes as she brushed past, heading toward her bedroom. in a matter of seconds she was back. phone in hand, already unlocked and waiting for you to satisfy your urge of catching her in whatever lie you were so sure you had all figured out.

“i’m not doing this shit with you tonight..”

abby spat sternly, extending her arm out to you, you could see every vein pulsing, the phone nearly pressing against your chest.

“and i really don’t know what you what from me so, here. see for yourself.

in silence, you stared at abby, then the phone, then back at her.

“i don’t want your phone.” you spoke, prying the phone from her hands, tossing it on the couch that sat beside you two. “you always do this. you act like it’s so hard to just tell me when you’re not in the mood. all you do is go quiet and expect for me to understand, then you acted shocked when i’m actually pissed off about it.”

abby, letting out a cold, dismissive chuckle that soon turned into a groan. “let’s not turn this into something that it’s not.”

“but it’s always something with you.” you stood your ground, voice pitching higher as your nerves got worse.

“don’t start that..” when abby spoke, the calm exterior she’d been parading all night had seemed to wear off.

“trying to pin everything on me, when you do so much worse. you push and provoke me like you want some kinda reaction instead of just accepting what i’m telling you. then you look at me like i’m the problem when you’re not getting the answers you want.” letting her hands run through her hair again as a coping mechanism, “i don’t get you.”

you shot back, quickly. “because you are the problem. we wouldn’t be having this conversation right now if it weren’t for you.”

“all you do is put in your mind that i’m just so against you.” abby stepped even closer, the space between you almost nonexistent. “it’s like you don’t even wanna solve the issue, you’re just so focused on feeling like you’re right.” abby spoke, her face tightening.

with your breathing still heavy, you bite back, “everytime i try to see things your way, you turn around and show me why i should just leave you alone for good.” your fingers now pointing in her face, voice raised even higher, chest rising. “i’m tired of your shit, abby.”

in a swift motion, abby’s fingers wrap around your wrist, drawing it down and across the small of your back, pulling your body into hers, feeling every muscle in her core tighten, erasing the space that was barely there to begin with.

“then why are you still here?” she spoke, voice low and piercing. her eyes locked onto yours as you stood quietly. the sudden closeness causing the breath in your lungs to halt. half of your brain growling to bite back, the other just wanting the tension to be over with. you didn’t answer her, and your silence was enough to let abby know that this night would end how they usually do.

in a triangle motion abby’s eyes scan yours, as they find their way to your lips. remembering how just a moment ago you dodged her attempt at a kiss, abby chose to latch her lips onto your neck instead.

though abby hated the constant arguments you’d have. yet, in some sick way she secretly loved how you were in this state.

when emotions were high, and the way you’d let your body talk for you.

abby latched her lips to you in a way that she knew would leave a bruise. she focused on a spot that earned her suppressed moans as you tried to hold back. you bit your bottom lip in agony, not wanting to give her the reaction she’d want. your body soon betraying you as your shoulders dropped, allowing abby more space than needed. her kisses trail up to your jawline and it wasn’t long before your lips mesh with hers.

the kiss was slow, teasing, and leaving you wanting more. the two of you almost instinctively began to walk backward into her room. abby, never breaking her concentration on your mouth, synced to your steps as if the two of you were one.

somewhere along the way your shirt found its way to the floor.

once close enough, abby pushes you onto her bed, hovering your body, letting her hands roam wherever they landed. her lips, returning to your neck, peppering your collarbone, then down the valley of your breast. you sat up on your elbows, allowing her to unclasp your bra which came off with ease.

abby let her tongue take a tour down your torso. the sweet taste of your skin that she could never get enough of, short-circuiting her brain. abby’s lips ghost over your v-line, whispering soft i love you’s and planting kisses along the way. she inched down, teasing you through your panties, kissing where she knew your clit nestled.

abby, with a voice so teasing, “you want this? or do you still wanna leave?”

she questioned, letting her fingers caress your core through the thin fabric.

your fingers found their way into her hair as you begin to throw your head back, your way of telling her that there wasn’t any time for useless questions.

with that, abby let her fingers hook into the waistband of your underwear, you help her out by adjusting your hips, leaving just enough space for her to strip you. abby chuckles under her breath at how easy you’ve become, mindlessly throwing the lace material, adding to the collection of clothes that have already made their way to the floor.

abby positioned your thighs over her shoulders. her head dropping immediately not wanting to waste another second. she took you in her mouth as if she wanted to eat you whole. tongue lapping circles around the angry pink bundle of nerves, dancing in way that you’d always miss, even moments after she’d finish.

moans and various other lewd sounds escape your lips, as your grip on abby’s hair tightens, controlling her movements. abby’s fingers ghost over and spread your folds, allowing her more access. she slipped two fingers in, curling them at the perfect angle as she moaned against you, the vibrations causing your back to arch away from the bed.

your thighs tighten around abby’s head, to which she responds by prying them open, like she always did.

as your eyes dart down toward abby’s positioning, you feel another wave of pleasure at the sight of her muscles flexing as she spreads you open. her fingers grip into your thighs like pillows. it was always easy to spot which fingers she’d been using to fuck you, you could tell by the way your slick covered them.

just as you felt yourself getting closer, abby sat up on her knees, discarding herself of her boxers.

as she leans over and into her dresser, grabbing her harness. before you could get a good look at her, abby was already ramming inside of you. abby circling her hips at a sickening pace, her calloused hands held your legs in place against your breasts. abby’s thrusts were rough and intentional, her moans hungry. and the way you cried out to her intensified the moment.

abby felt that sex with you was otherworldly, enough to make her forget who came before, enough to make her gag at the thought of who would come after.

and with abby’s eyes now focused on how her strap penetrated you, she knew she’d never let herself see the day another woman would be in her position.

abby sturdied herself, her hands firm on both sides of your head, bringing her face closer to yours as her teeth nipped at your bottom lip.

her eyes studied the way you let your mouth hang open, how your eyes would roll into the back of your head. how when she fucked you so good you’d get quiet from being so lost in the moment, sometimes so lost you’d forgot how to kiss back.

never altering her pace, she sucked your bottom lip as she groaned into your mouth, the sounds sending shockwaves through your body, breaking the spell. you open your eyes to meet abby’s, her forehead falling against yours.

“you know i’d never leave you, right?” abby’s voice trembling as you tighten around her strap. an orgasm threatening to creep up on you.

“i know abs—“ you cried, feeling her in your stomach in ways that made your legs go numb.

pulling abby closer by her necklace, you attach your lips to her neck, your tongue doing laps around her sweet spot, nipping her firm jaw occasionally. you snake your hand between the two of you, your fingers finding the opening at the base of her harness as you caress her clit. your fingers swim deliberately in the pool of her slick. you feel her core pulsing through the tips of your fingers, earning yourself a rather guttural moan from abby. you knew she loved when you’d do this, and oh how you loved to see her unravel.

within moments, abby’s thrust become rigid. she’d slow her pace, and soon after attempt to pick it back up. the feeling of your warm tongue against abby’s neck distracting her from the goal of having make sure you finished first.

as your moans become needier, abby comes back to her senses, her hand between your sweaty bodies, letting her thumb run wild around your core in return. as your bodies jerk against each other, you wrap your legs around abby’s waist.

“i don’t want you to leave me baby…” abby bit, the pet name slipping from her lips with ease. her eyes shut blissfully as her moans become more desperate. you feel your core tighten, a strong gush of warmth following closely behind it. abby’s thrusts slowed as her body fell into yours.

your body melts into the sheets beneath you, now soaked in a mixture of your fluids. your chests rising and falling as your bodies were still wrapped in each other’s. in a smooth motion, abby flipped your positions. with abby now on her back.