comphet abby who can’t let ellie look at her like this, muscled body falling apart at the seams with cheeks bright red and chest heaving with ragged, desperate, breathless gasps for air. who shoves her hands up to block her own sight of ellie, dark green eyes piercing up at her as she rests between her legs.

comphet abby who refuses to let ellie kiss her. not before. not during. and sure hell not after. because she knows damn well she’ll never be able to go back to owen. to the life she should want. to the boring, tranquil, normalcy with her childhood crush.

comphet abby who insists this is the last time, breathless and flushed as she falls into ellie’s arms, hands clutching at her hips as she begs, pleads for ellie to give her the only thing she wants.