You Guys Need To Read This Series Its Three Parts And Im Obsessedddd Its One Of My Faves

you guys need to read this series it’s three parts and i’m obsessedddd it’s one of my faves <3 !!!! 💋💋💋

𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 (𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖) ₊ ⊹

part III

ੈ♫‧₊˚ now playing: 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 - 𝒌𝒂𝒍𝒊 𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒔

synopsis: fuckgirl rugby!abby x innocent!reader x dealer!ellie ; with all tensions resolved, you finally soothe the ache that’s been thrumming inside you when you have your first time with ellie and abby.

cw: 18+ mdni, very fem!r, innocent!r, dom top!abby, sub bottom!reader, switch/bottom!ellie, strength k!nk, loss of virginity, general rough s*x, slight corruption & breeding k!nk, family trauma, religious trauma, mentions of parental death, emotional/make up s*x, lotssss of fluff, mentions of christian holidays

an: hiii, here’s part three finally, my sincerest apologies for wait- if it helps at all this chapter is basically just smut, with some more smut and a little bit more smut to top it all off ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ I’m so so happy i started writing this series. I’ve made so many new moots & new followers and I’m so thankful and happyyyy ૮⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝ ა although this series is over I’m definitely not done writing for rugby!abby or dealer!ellie so send me some asks in my inbox 💌 I’d love to play around with them some more - sincerely, sugar ⋆˚✿˖°

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“Abby your room is…beautiful.” You say. It has a sleek, modern design, with trophies and award ribbons everywhere. “Really nice bed. A great bed. It’s really big...” You continue. It was one of the biggest ones you’ve ever seen, large enough to fit 4 of you.

You don’t know why you’re rambling and focusing so much on the size of it, instead of just jumping in. But you’ve nervous, more so than you’d like to admit. All the bravery in your body has jumped ship, and now that the two girls you’ve been wanting for ages are finally here, ready and wanting, you can’t even get on the stupid bed.

Always somehow able to sense what you’re feeling abby rubs comforting circles into your hand. “Want to wait?”

You shake your head no, not trusting your voice to stay stable.

Ellie squeezes your waist encouragingly before kissing the side of your head. “We won’t be mad, angel. Seriously it’s chill.”

It felt so nice knowing they were more concerned with your comfort level than their lust for you, but you knew deep down you were ready.

You didn’t say anything for a moment, working up the courage. Then you pulled your sweater up and over your head. You wanted this- and you wanted them.

Ellie’s face immediately flushed at the sight of your flimsy bralette and Abby suppressed a predatory grin.

“Fuck- well in that case,” Ellie muttered before stripping down to her wifebeater and boxers in less than three seconds. You giggled at her enthusiasm as she made herself comfy in Abby’s bed. She beckoned you over and you crawled across the comforter to snuggle up into her. She could tell you were nervous, your fingers shaking a little as you gripped her shoulders to straddle her lap. But she wanted you to feel good, knowing you just needed to get into it and you’d forget all about your worries.

“Let’s give abs a little show,” she said, lips brushing across your neck gently. You shivered at the press of her hot mouth against your jaw and nodded your head quickly.

Ellie groaned, finally getting to finish what she started in your bedroom all those months ago when she’d first met you. God she was so fucking glad that you were assigned as Dina’s roommate.

Ellie pulled you down to meet her and crashed your lips together in a messy kiss. While she bruised you lips her hand came up to palm your tits while the other tightly gripped your hip. Ellie’s kisses began to dip down, leaving hickey after hickey on the smooth expanse of your neck. Selfishly, she wanted to mark you, have you feeling her teeth marks in the morning. Her lips wandered down to your chest and found a home between your breasts.

She slipped a single finger under your bra and ghosted it across the skin there “Can I take this off, baby?” Your hips, seeming to have a mind of their own, bucked at the featherlight touch and both of you groaned. You nodded your head again.

“Uh-uh, need to hear you say it, sweet girl. Tell me what you want.”

“Please take it- I want it off.” You breathed desperately.

“That’s my girl.”

Ellie pulled the bralette gently up your body, and flung it across the room, hitting Abby squarely in the chest.

She grunted at the impact and you twisted quickly, “Ellie!” You giggled. But you were the only one laughing. Abby’s gaze was focused entirely on your chest, cheeks warm and lip tucked between her teeth.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” She muttered. She was stood casually at the foot of the bed, looking cool and collected. Except for her balled fist, like she was desperately trying to control herself.

“Best fucking tits I’ve her seen, where’ve you been hiding these baby?” Ellie squeezed you in her grip and you whimpered. She pulled you to her, ramming your back against her front, still fondling you chest in her calloused palms, giving Abby a crystal clear view of what she was doing to you. She pinched your left nipple and your hips jumped upwards.

“Ellie-” Abby said in a warning tone.

“Is it too much angel?” Ellie said, ignoring her, you could hear the smirk in her voice too. You squirmed in her arms. She tugged again and you cried out.

“Jesus, Ellie- just- be fucking gentle!” Abby finally got onto the bed, swatting Ellie’s hand away from you. Ellie chuckled quietly into your ear.

Abby smoothed a hand up your thigh and then back down again. “How ‘bout we take these off?” She offered.

“Yes please.” Your whiny plea made Abby’s fist tighten momentarily. She breathed out once through her nose before she continued. She was dangerously close to cracking. She wanted to be gentle with you, wanted your first time with her to be soft and loving like you deserved. She also wanted to prove you and Ellie wrong- that this wasn’t just a quick casual hookup to her. Though she knew she wasn’t being judged for her past actions she wanted to pour out all her care into her touches. She wanted to prove it to herself that she’d changed.

Abby carefully unbuttoned your jeans before shimmying them down your trembling legs. At the sight of the obvious wet patch on your underwear all three of you let out a shaky breath. Abby placed a soft kiss upon the fabric before sliding them off too, dropping them on the floor where they landed with an embarrassingly wet smack. You cringed at the sound, but the embarrassment of it all didn’t last long when you felt the warmth of Abby’s hand ghosting over your cunt.

“Can I touch you here?” She asked, hesitantly.

“Pleasepleaseplease,” you couldn’t take this anymore, “don’t make me wait anymore abby, please I can’t-”

She silenced you with a gentle brush against your clit and you whined so loud you swore the downstairs neighbors feared hear.

Abby swore under her breath at the feeling of your warm folds enveloping her fingertips. She drew slow circles around your clit, eyes trained on your face to gauge your sensitivity. But your eyes were screwed shut, cheek leaning into Ellie’s strong chest as you let wave after wave of pleasure wash over you.

Abby was slowly finding that she was becoming obsessed with your pussy, every shake of your hips, every twitch of your thighs and cry from your lips sent her reeling.

“You ever had your fingers inside sunshine?” She asked tightly, eyes still glued to your cunt.

You shook your head, “no but I wanna try- I think I can take it.”

She pressed her forehead against your lower tummy as she trailed her finger down her cunt, pressing one against your hole experimentally. She watched it flutter before her eyes and the grip she had on your hip tightened. “Jesus fucking Christ.”

Abby pressed a single finger into you and the feeling had your hips bucking and your hands fisting the fabric of Ellie’s boxers.

“Abbyyy, oh god-” you whined.

Abby rubbed the skin off your waist comfortingly, pressing kisses to your hipbone, “I know, baby, I know- you’re so fucking tight-” She said, “just relax for me, sunshine.”

You tried to loosen up, and Ellie helped, brushing your sweaty baby hairs away from your face and kissing the top of your head with every whine that left your lips.

Soon Abby was pressing a second finger inside you and you felt a pressure start to build in your gut. It was familiar, like the butterflies you often got when around them but so much stronger; they were swarming like a hurricane and you felt it in your whole body.

“Abby- Abby fuck, I’m gonna-”

You couldn’t even finish your sentence before your orgasm hit you, beautiful and bordering on painful from its intensity.

As you caught your breath, you felt Ellie’s soft hand brush away the tears that had escaped your eyes and felt Abby softly pry your thighs open to release her poor hand, which you’d accidentally trapped in the throws of pleasure.

Ellie grabbed your jaw gently, lifting your face up and forcing you to look up at her. “Feeling good, sweet girl?” You nodded shakily, and she grinned at you messy blissed our expression.

Once you caught you calmed down all the way, you wiggled out of Ellie’s hold and sat up, wrapping your shaking arms around Abby’s neck, “thank you.”

Abby gripped you tight in return, “of course baby. Was that good for you?”

You nodded your head rapidly and she huffed out a laugh.

“Abs?” Ellie piped up from behind you, “you know what I’d love to see?” Abby loosened her arms and met Ellie’s dark, lust full gaze with a confused look in her eyes. “I’d love to watch our pretty girl taking your strap.”

Abby’s breath caught at the proposition and she looked down at you for reassurance. You’d never done anything like that, but the image of Abby between your thighs, using all of her strength to fuck into you, making you take her- god you felt like you could come again, completely untouched, just thinking about it.

“Yes. Yes, god- please. I want it.”

Ellie grinned so wide it took up her entire face and promptly pulled you into a searing kiss. She eased you down into the mattress, mouthing at your jaw and tits whilst Abby stripped down. You heard the rustling of her getting a brand new toy from her bottom drawer and watched in awe as she dragged the leather harness up her strong thighs and secured it over her tight boxers briefs, the sound of the metal clicking into place making you impossibly wetter. Your body was pushing into Ellie but your mind was entirely consumed by Abby- she looked so comfortable and in her element: the cocky set of her jaw as she attached the toy, the way her muscles were glowing in the lamplight, her fucking knee buckling v-line. You wanted to lick that cord of muscle all the way down.

Abby eased herself onto the bed, lube in hand, and slid a comfy looking pillow beneath your hips with Ellie’s assistance.

“Want you to tell me if it gets too much.” She said to you, very stern. She was so fucking sexy when she got like this, all gently dominant.

You nodded and she kissed your forehead, before lubing up the toy hanging between her thighs.

“You don’t even need all that do you, sweet girl? We got you riled up enough- you’re dripping all over Abby’s sheets.” Ellie tsked, playing with your folds, smirking down at you arrogantly. “So fucking messy,”

You whimpered when Abby’s fingers joined in and both of their hands were exploring you, their faces watching yours carefully for your reactions. They were going to kill you if Abby’s giant strap didn’t. It wasn’t that big in retrospect, maybe 6 inches, but that was bigger than anything you’d ever had inside you.

Abby slid it up your wet cunt a few times, smacking your clit with it gently which made your hips jump.

“You ready baby?”

“Yes, please- just fuck me abby, please please please-”

Hearing you beg was music to her ears and she pushed into you slowly. You clenched down immediately around the unfamiliar intrusion and watching your face crumple in discomfort had Abby quickly second guessing her choices. But you reached a hand up to her face and put the other on her hip urging her forward.

Ellie kissed your temple from where she was laying next to you, on her side, head propped up on her fist, free hand stroking your tummy reassuringly. “That’s it babe- atta girl,” she cooed. “Doing so well for us.”

Her praises made it easier for you to take everything that Abby was giving. She pressed deeper and soon she bottomed out inside you, face sweaty and flushed with the restraint she was holding. She felt perverted, feeling her own pussy clench and drip at the sight of yours stretched out so obscenely around the silicone.

She began a slow, shallow rhythm, pushing into you and sweetly praising you periodically until you got used to the feeling of being so full, and god- what a wonderful feeling it was. The drag of Abby’s cock inside you had your eyes rolling to the back of your head and soon she began fucking you in earnest, every thrust pushing the air from your lungs and knocking all the thoughts from your brain, the ridges of her strap catching on your walls just right.

“You look so good baby” she grunted, and you whimpered in response, “taking every inch of my cock.”

She slid a big arms under your waist and held herself up with the other, ramming you against her roughly and the change in pace and angle made you keen loudly. She was finally fucking you like you’d always imagined, like she was letting her control slip. She thrust you up and down on her strap like a rag doll, like you weighed nothing to her- which you did. You knew she benched almost triple your body weight.

You cried out with every shove of Abby’s cock inside you, and every sound you made had Ellie more aroused than she’d ever been in her entire life, the obscene sound of skin slapping on skin making her clench around her own fingers. You and Abby both seemed to notice at the same time that she had a hand shoved down her boxers, jerkily getting off to the sight of you getting fucked within an inch of your life, splayed out whoreishly beneath Abby’s huge body.

Without any warning Abby’s slid out of you, gently of course, but the loss of her inside you had you immediately teary eyed and embarrassingly desperate to be full again.

“Wha- abby…bibi?” You questioned, voice wobbly.

Abby groaned at the sight of your wet cheeks, cursing herself internally for loving how much of a mess she’d made you.

“sorry baby,” she said gripping your jaw and pressing a messy kiss to the fat of your cheek, “I just think Ellie’s feeling a bit left out-”, she turned your head for you, and Ellie looked back with hazy fucked out eyes, cheeks flushed and almost a little embarrassed. “we don’t want that do we, sunshine?”

You shook your head no, “uh-uh, want you to feel good too els!”

Ellie thought you sounded so cute, voice sleepy and hoarse from all the screaming you’d done, but she felt selfish pulling attention away from you.

She looked at Abby, “I don’t know…shouldn’t we just let her come first and then maybe-”

Abby switched from gripping your jaw to gripping hers, giving her a look she never gave you- like she didn’t want to be argued with.

“Lie back against the pillows Ellie.”

“But-”

Abby squeezed tighter, “Lie. Back.”

Ellie let out the faintest whimper, you’re sure you wouldn’t have heard it if you weren’t so close. She shuffled over to the top of the bed and eased herself back against the cushions.

Then Abby patted you on the ass, and told you to flip over and you did, before she easily slid you forward so that your mouth was hovering over Ellie’s clothed pussy.

“Now, baby,” she said forcefully spreading your legs so that she could see your dripping cunt more clearly, “I’m gone fuck you, and while I’m taking you from behind you’re gonna make sure Ellie’s feeling just as good as you are- understand?”

“Yes Abby.”

“And Ellie’s gonna tell you exactly how she likes it, yeah?

Ellie shivered and nodded jerkily, “yeah- yes! Yes abby.”

Then abby shoved back into you and resuming her brutal pace, one hand pushing down on your back and the other gripping your hip with the strength of some kind of god. Every thrust sent your cheek bumping into Ellie’s pussy and she made quick work of ripping your boxers off so that she could finally feel your mouth on her.

You really had no idea what you were doing but you trusted Ellie, you knew she would help you.

Ellie laced her hand with yours where it rested over your stomach and used the other to guide your lips down between her thighs.

“Suck on my clit, angel,” she instructed, voice rough, “f-fuck, just like that.”

This position was quickly becoming one of your favorites: the feeling of Ellie bucking up into your waiting mouth and Abby pushing into you roughly was driving you crazy in the best way. You could feel them both everywhere, completely enveloped in their touch and their scent, the pleasure they’ve been given you crackling in your nerves endings and down your spine.

Ellie felt every moan and whine that poured from your lips ripple within her, the vibrations heightening her pleasure so much that soon she began to use you to get off, grinding into your tongue like you were a toy for her to play with.

Simultaneously Abby was fucking you harder, the rounded end of her cock ramming into your cervix with every push of her hips. She hadn’t used this toy before and was elated to discover that the backing was perfectly designed to bump her clit with every thrust she delivered.

“Fuck baby- swear I can feel you gripping me, you’re gonna make me come- Jesus fuck,” she rambled, and her shaking voice clueing you in to just how close she was, “can’t believe I’m the first one to fuck you, I’m the only one to h-have you like this- can’t believe you’re letting me break you in baby, wish I could f-fill you up, you’d like that wouldn’t you, sunshine-”

Abby’s thrusts start to get sloppy as her orgasm crashed over her, but it didn’t matter much because soon you were coming again, so much harder than you did the first time. You sob into Ellie’s cunt from how good it feels and she’s quick to follow, her thighs squeezing your head as she rides out the remainder of her orgasm on your tongue.

The room is silent, aside from the occasional whimper and heavy breath.

Ellie’s the first to speak, letting out a shaky “holy fuck.” As she sits up unsteady arms.

She looks down at you- face covered in tears from your orgasm, thighs sticky with your release, eyes glazed over- and lets out a soft chuckle at the state of you.

“I’m gonna pull out now baby,” Abby says softly in your ear and you can only nod. She slips out of you and detaches the toy, tossing it somewhere to clean up later. At the feeling of her fingers suddenly on your pussy again you yelp, weakly pushing her hand away but she doesn’t let up.

“I know baby, I’m sorry. Just need to check and make sure I wasn’t too rough with you.”

You let Abby do whatever she needs and nuzzle your head into Ellie lap, who welcomes the closeness, stroking your face clean with a tender hand.

Abby comes to sit beside Ellie, pulling your legs into her lap and begins to massage your still trembling thighs. “You tapping out, baby?” She asks, trying so hard to keep her arrogant attitude from slipping forth- she loved that she reduced you to a shaking, blissed out mess.

“I’m done. I definitely won’t be able to walk in the morning.” you admit, and both of them laugh.

Abby kisses you lightly on the head before disappearing into the bathroom. She returns with two wet cloths and throughly cleans you up, and tries to help Ellie who punches her in the arm and pridefully snatches it away to clean herself.

Abby lets you and Ellie borrow some clothes to sleep in- you in her huge rugby sweatshirt and Ellie preferring to sleep in boxers and literally nothing else.

“I think we need food,” Ellie says, springing up from the bed, “where the fuck is my phone. We should Uber Eats a giant pizza.”

Abby frowns and looks at Ellie with disgust, “we’re not ubering food when we can just make something homemade! It’s cheaper-”

“Okay, first of all you are loaded!” Ellie scoffs, “and this pizza is going on your card.”

Ellie turns on her heel and stalks out to the living room and Abby follows exasperatedly. You giggle to yourself as listen to the sounds of them bickering and play fighting down the hall.

The last thing you remember is cozying up in Abby’s bed, her pillows heavenly soft and smelling like sex and both of their colognes- the heady scent lulling you into a deep slumber.

When they return to ask your opinion on dinner, Ellie and Abby find you curled up like a kitten underneath the duvet, snoring adorably, cheeks smushed aggressively into the pillow.

You wake up wrapped in the warm embrace of two bodies. You must have curled into Ellie in your sleep because you were hanging on to her like a lifeline, squeezing her like a teddy bear. And Abby’s big arm was stretched around both of your bodies, holding you two close. You decided you wanted to surprise them, give them a nice reward for taking suck good care of you last night. So you wriggle carefully out of their grasps and steal a pair of Abby’s socks before tip toeing to the kitchen. Lucky for you, you knew they were both heavy sleepers, slumbering away like corpses, and not even impending doom could wake those girls up.

You raided Abby’s well stocked kitchen, grabbing pans and baking dishes and ingredients- you were surprised to find she had a heart shaped waffle iron for some reason- you added that to the pile. You listened to music on a very low volume as you chopped ingredients and whipped eggs for an omelette for Abby, and prepared batter for some cinnamon waffles, that you knew Ellie would love. You even found Abby’s disgusting protein powder and decided to make a smoothie as well, and another mixture for you and Ellie that would actually be drinkable. You couldn’t complain too much, Abby being a total gym rat was one of your favorite things about her. You loved how strong she was and you especially loved it today, because you could feel her all over your body the morning after. Your thighs were so sore you had to drag a stool over from the kitchen island because standing for so long was making your legs even more shaky.

You heard some shuffling and groaning and you figured your girls were up so you skipped down the hall to the bedroom to rouse them for breakfast.

You cracked the door open tentatively, not wanting to startle them, but you were surprised to see them wide awake. Wide awake and deep in the midst of passionate love making.

Abby was tenderly fucking Ellie in missionary, holding her close and kissing her hair, both of them with tears in their eyes. “I’m sorry”s and “I love you”s whimpered into each others lips. You quietly closed the door to give them some privacy. You felt like your heart was gonna burst, so happy that they had really reconciled and found love- found each other. Finally, after all these months, you knew they’d be okay.

You were sprinkle powdered sugar over the waffles when they finally appeared, Ellie covered in hickeys and Abby still slightly out of breath, you chuckled to yourself as they sat down in front of the plates you’d made them.

“Fuck yeah- I could get used to this.” Ellie said, grabbing a waffle with her bare hands, completely disregarding the fork you left for her.

Abby, way too happy to reprimand her, just kissed Ellie’s head, then yours, pulling you into her as she affectionately watched Ellie shovel food into her mouth like a toddler. Abby squeezed you tight, “I’m so fucking happy.” She said and you wanted to cry because so were you.

“Does this mean you’re my girlfriend?” You whisper, your voice betraying your nerves a bit.

Abby eyebrows furrowed cutely, “Of course you are baby. You’re mine, for as long as you’ll have me. Both of you.” She looks at Ellie hesitantly, and she looks back, face pink eyes wide.

She stands and walks over to you two, “Yeah. Obviously. You stayed… and I want you to stay forever.” She kisses Abby’s jaw, “my girl,” then your cheek, “and my angel.”

Abby eyes flood with joy and she pulled you both into her chest, and for the first time ever you finally felt at home.

Two Months Later ──── ★ ˙ ̟

“I can’t believe you talked me into wearing this shit all fucking night,” Ellie grumbled, stumbling into Abby’s apartment, buzzed on life and cheap beer.

You twirl in after her, equally as tipsy, widest grin ever plastered on your face, “els it was an ugly Christmas sweater party! It’s my favorite holiday and you have to be festive- it’s important to me.” You pout.

Abby, the deeply sober designated driver for the evening, just shakes her head with a bemused expression at her girlfriends’ antics and locks the door behind her.

Ellie turns around and glares daggers at you, and you catch another glimpse of her sweater, that reads ‘jingle my bells’ in garish green lettering above a few Christmas bells that dangle from the bottom hem. You collapse into another fit of giggles, clutching your stomach as you try to hold onto the couch for support, which you don’t get, because your arm misses it and you plop onto the ground, still laughing maniacally. You’re sure it isn’t that funny, but the weed and vodka combo you’d had tonight was making anything and everything absolutely godamn hilarious. Ellie rolls her eyes at you but helps you up, before stripping the sweater off and throwing it on the ground where it lands with a musical flair into a heap.

Abby drags you both by the arms into the kitchen where she sits you down at the table and pours three glasses of water each for the both of you. “Listen you two, my apartments only got one toilet and I can only hold one persons hair back if all that liquor decides to make a surprise reappearance. So please, for the love of God, drink up.”

Ellie salutes her stupidly, but picks up a glass and you chug one down immediately because you don’t want to be a pain later on tonight- knowing you were the lightweight out of the group, notorious for making Abby comfort you while you vomited all over the place. Unfortunately, you still hadn’t learned to hold your liquor.

When you were done you threw your arms around Abby’s neck and gave her a million kisses on her cheek, and she let you, secretly loving how over-affectionate you were when you were drunk, “this is the bestest most wonderful Christmas I’ve her had! M’so happy bibi,” you said, still wrapped around her like a vine.

“Baby, it’s not even Christmas yet.”

“I know but still. All my christmases haven’t been so good. And this one is gonna be awful, because I have nowhere to go now that classes are out so I just wanna soak up all my festive Abby and els time right now!” You pouted, hiccuping a little from how worked up you felt.

Abby remembered what you told her about your parents- how they’d disowned you and banned you from ever returning to their house after you came out. She knew you bringing home two new girlfriends to introduced to your parents was definitely not going to go very well, so she understood why you decided to stay on campus.

Abby kisses your head softly, “I completely understand, sunshine, this uh- this is my first holiday season without my dad.”

“Abby, babe- shit. I’m so sorry.” Ellie said, reaching out and giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

“It’s okay, really! It won’t be the same without him if I go home anyway, so I’ll just stay here with you baby, how’s that sound?”

You instantly perked up, “really!”

She nodded and you squealed in excitement, giving her another round of kisses on her other cheek, her face now completely covered in your sticky lip gloss.

“Or,” Ellie piped up, cleaning her throat. She played with her fingers like she did when she was nervous, “you guys could um… come up to Jackson with me, meet Joel. No pressure or anything but it’d be like having a little family Christmas, like you want, and he asks after you guys all the time, mostly because I never shut up about you two during our weekly phone calls but that’s not the point-”

“Oh Ellie really?! That would be so amazing, oh my god I love you!” You screech, flinging yourself into her arms, almost sending you both toppling to the ground.

“Abs?” Ellie looks up hopefully.

“Yeah baby that’d be…amazing.” She breathes, trying to fight the tears.

The next morning Abby’s car was parked in front of your dorm hall, packed to the brim with all your combined luggage, 75% of it being yours because you needed to have all your outfit and shoe options, insisting that you needed to be prepared for any event that was thrown at you, which both Ellie and Abby rolled their eyes at.

You skipped down the stairs with the last of your bags, Dina trailing behind you in massive sunglasses with a huge jug of coffee, as she nursed her raging hangover from the night before. She kissed you and Abby goodbye, and you hopped into the car, Abby handing you the aux cable, remembering how music helped your car sickness. You thanked her for with a peck on the cheek.

Once they were alone, Dina pulled Ellie into a tight hug, “Merry Christmas, idiot.” She said, words abrasive but voice full of emotion seeing how loved and happy her best friend was.

“Yeah, you too asshole.” Ellie grinned.

“Call me when you get in!” She shouted, as Ellie jogged towards the car.

“I will, D.”

“And take care of them!”

Ellie winked, before sliding into the passenger seat. “You know I will.”

𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅

⇦ part II

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abby is mommy and ellie is daddy and the girls that get it get it and the girls thats don’t don’t

my only sub-ish top ellabs. r!receiving mostly. edited-ish

SWITCH IT UP— FT. ELLABS

there’s just something about the way your two usually dominant girlfriends are answering to you tonight that has you going crazy . your thighs are sticky from your two previous orgasms; no one wants to stop yet. if there’s a heaven, you’re sure you’re in it now.

each thrust of abby’s fingers has your back arching up higher and higher. hands wrapped around her hair, you have her moaning into you. she has two fingers in you, rhythmically moving them together. her thumb rubs sweet little circles onto your clit. abby’s always quick to get you there now after she’d learned what makes you go drunk with pleasure.

ellie’s whines as she runs her tongue over your nipples repeatedly starts making you clench around abby’s fingers. she tried to get cocky with you at first, making you tell her, “shut up already els. put your mouth on me to get a better use out of it.” and now she’s paying for it (just like she’d do the same to you).

your girls know the second to pick up their speed as you give your usual signs of reaching your orgasm. ellie’s mouth is now latched to the favorite spot on your neck. every thrust, twist, and lick has you getting louder and louder. your orgasm finally rips through you as abby’s fingers hit that sweet spot inside of you once again.

stars. you’re seeing stars. there’s only one thing you can think to say as all of you catch your breaths. “good girls,” are the first words to come out with a smirk. the woman roll their eyes— it’s something they’d usually say to you afterwards.

so yeah, you are in heaven. maybe your girlfriends will let you try this again. maybe they won’t. either way, you will be dreaming about this night for months to come now.

gonna write a sub-ish top!ellabs fic to appeal to the sub truthers (ellabs cause this isn’t my Thing so i don’t wanna write two). coming tonight after my errands lol

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