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[abslvr111]

blue banisters

cw. wlw (men dni), smut, fem!r, dom!els, sub!r, soft!ellie, no outbreak au, slight hair pulling, fingering (r!rec), cunnilingus (r!rec), wall sex 💀, titty sucking (r!rec), miss kink, this is jus me rambling abt ellie ngl 🤗

sum. you heir ellie to paint your banisters blue.

wc. 1.4k

it all started with an ad you saw while walking down the street, a local woman in your town just looking for odd jobs. it was perfect, you had been meaning to get someone to paint your banister, and you had a beautiful baby blue color you’d planned to use.

you dialed the number once you got home, it rang once, twice, a woman (you shortly found out to be named ellie) picked up, her voice was smooth and quips slick, she knew how to talk to people— she knew how to talk to women. your conversation with her made you wonder what she looked like, so you scheduled for her to come as soon as she could, you had nothing better to do, might as well meet your mystery woman as soon as possible.

she came just a few days later, pulling up your driveway in an old pickup truck, no doubt loud enough to alert you of her arrival. you watched her from your front porch, seen her hop out of the beat-up truck, slowly making her way towards you.

she wore a white tank top, one ready to get ruined by paint, it left her arms on display, her tattoo the last thing you noticed when her muscles were there, and a pair of worn-in blue jeans gathered with a brown leather belt around her hips. her short auburn hair pushed back behind her ears, intense green eyes trained on you, one married with an eyebrow scar, freckles decorated her soft cheeks, and her lips although slightly chapped they were still kissable, you decided.

she was gonna be nice to look at for the day, you thought.

you greeted her with a warm smile one she returned, the two of you talked about the job as you brought her through your home, you had a nice home, small, but fitting. it was cozy on the inside, with rugs and paintings on every wall and inch of floor, plants littered the complex cozily. it was quaint, nice, and well taken care of, the outside showed it the most, it was truly beautiful, with flowers growing everywhere to be seen, stones placed intricately to form a path to the quaint porch, a porch decorated with a nice wooden swing, the place was perfect, and she understood the pride you had in taking care of it.

she followed you obediently, standing just far enough from you to be able to watch your hips sway in the sundress you wore, the fabric hugged your figure nicely, and when you’d turn to look at her while you talked, she’d get an eye full of your cleavage at the bust of the dress, each time she tried her best to avoid staring to long.

you both made your way to the back porch, cans of blue paint lined up neatly on the dark wood, paint brushes and rollers in a plastic container, and everything else she needed to get the job done. the sweltering heat beat down on the both of you viciously, making sweat bead at ellie’s split brow, she shielded her eyes from the blaring sun with her hand. she looked even better with the sun shining on her, you felt your hand move towards your chest, toying with the necklace there, taking a sigh deeper than you meant to.

ellie noticed, watching your hand glide towards your chest, boobs rising and falling with your deep breath, you played with the pendent of your jewelry shyly, like you wanted to say something to her. but you were off before she could so much as mutter a word and so she was left to get started on her work.

in the meantime you occupied yourself in the kitchen making lemonade, it was peaceful, squeezing lemons and watching the world go by in your kitchen window, it also made for the perfect place to spy on ellie as she worked— an added perk.

you didn’t have to think about what you wanted to say to her yet, content with watching from afar. you looked at the way her wrist flicked with each movement of the paintbrush, the way she’d slightly bite into her bottom lip when concentrating, the way sweat highlighted her face perfectly and made brown strands of her hair cling to her forehead, it all made you swallow thickly, and hurry to finish the lemonade.

when it was done chilling in the fridge, you walked onto the balcony, the heavy door alerting ellie of your presence, she turned to face you from her crouching position, rasping out a, “hey, miss.”

miss, she started calling you that the moment she opened her mouth to speak to you and hasn’t let up since, not that you minded, it sounded nice rolling off her tongue— made a shiver roll down your spine.

“i made lemonade.” you beamed, she smiled back, her arms flexing when she moved to stand up straight. before taking the glass from you, she wiped the sweat off her forehead with the bottom of her top, exposing her defined abdomen to your eyes, you probably looked like a deer in headlights, a sly smirk formed on her face as she took the glass from your loose grip.

that was the night ellie asked you on a date, covered in paint and sweat— you obviously said yes.

to say your first date with ellie went well was an understatement, once you were back from dinner, and your front door was shut behind you, the two of you were on each other before you could even blink.

one of her hands tangled through your hair, effectively pulling you closer to her, while her other hand groped at your waist, her tongue was quick as the two of you started kissing, desperate and needy. you felt yourself moaning at the sensation, the feeling of her strong grip on you and her tongue on yours, it made your mind fuzzy.

you felt her hand go for the zipper of the cute dress you wore, unzipping it easily, she pulled back from the kiss, in favor of pulling at the straps of your dress, just enough to watch the way your tits slightly bounced at the motion. she took no time in immediately taking them into her hands, bringing her face down to suck tentatively on one, she hummed against you as you whimpered for her.

she softly pushes you up against the wall, mouth still on your tit, she takes the rest of your dress off, the only thing keeping you modest being your panties. ellie pulls herself from your chest with a lewd pop, getting you to step out of your dress completely, and pushing the fabric aside before getting to her knees in front of you, she glances at you through glazed eyes.

“you alright there, miss?” she’s smirking now, your cheeks feel hotter than before, and you feel yourself getting wetter.

“yeah,” your trying your best not to stutter, you don’t trust your voice the most right now, “it’s just, you look really hot.”

she laughs, it’s small, and now she’s pulling at the edges of your panties, they’re off your body quickly. two fingers are fast in circling your hole, drawing small moans from you, when she dips her fingers in, her other hand brings one of your legs to rest on her shoulder, and she traces your thigh with warm fingertips. your mind is muddled with thoughts of only ellie, and when you feel her warm mouth on you, her name is the only thing coming off your tongue.

she sighs against you, like this is the most relaxed she’s ever been, like she’s not currently got her face between your legs, and her tongue on your clit. your hand combed through her hair, bringing her pretty face closer to you, head buried between your thighs her tongue works in tandem with her fingers, both working fast on you.

your other hand found your tit, needing the soft flesh as ellie drew moans from you, softly you pulled at her brown locks, whining at her, wanting more of her. she gave in, tongue licking harder at you, slender fingers curling inside you, your thighs felt numb, fingers gripping her hair even tighter, you came whining her name like it was the only thing you knew. she took her fingers from you, messily sucking them clean, before getting up to her feet to kiss you, tongues touching you could taste yourself on her tongue, it makes you moan into her mouth, you could’ve stayed like that forever.

[abslvr111]

police officer wife!abby anderson

cw. wlw (men dni), smut, nipple sucking, bondage (cuffs), riding abby’s strap, no outbreak au, (slight) size kink, this comes from my love of hot female police officers 💀 also haven’t posted in a bit sry sry gotta new kitten so i’ve been busy <33 + maybe a tiny bit cringe ngl 🥱

sum. riding cop abby’s strap while she’s cuffed and you’re wearing a slutty police outfit 😖

wc. 842 (wc goes up when it abby y’all 🤞)

you meet abby at a minor traffic stop, pure muscle under her police uniform as she walks up to your car window, you look at her in awe (expecting her to be some middle-aged dick officer— not eye candy), until you start to get bashful: remembering your pulled over by her.

you forgot to turn on your signal, she’s smirking by the time she heads back to her cruiser to run your information, and she writes you a warning— as well as her number. you can’t help but smile when you read the paper, happy to text her once you got home.

your first date goes perfectly and by the second one she has you laid out on her bed, you can remember your first time with her like it was yesterday— your memories stay vivid when abby’s in them.

you fall into a nice routine with her, waking up to her big arms around your waist, hugging you close from behind, warm lips pressing soft kisses to your neck as you blink sleep from your eyes.

you’ll watch her get ready as you slowly wake up, eyeing her as she puts on her blue uniform, smirking at the cuffs on her belt, you eventually get up to start your morning routine with her.

she teaches you how to shoot a gun, her front pressed up against your back as she holds your smaller hands in her bigger ones, she helps you aim the firearm, and your fingers touch, wedding bands clashing together, abby loves every second of your shared target practice.

abby thinks it’s cute, this is the first time you’ve put on a costume for her, lingerie, sure. but not this, you’re dressed in a slutty cop uniform— if you could even call it that (the only cop aspect being your blue hat), dark blue bra showing off your tits matching lace thong clinging to your hips, and showing off your figure nicely. black fishnets go up your legs, they look good against your thighs she thinks, sharp heels ready to be kicked off are on your feet, and a pair of fuzzy black handcuffs in your right grasp complete your outfit.

she’s used cuffs on you before, but never have you used them on her, she can’t help but smirk from her place on the bed, amused by what you have planned.

“is something funny ma'am?” you say, tone authoritative as you make your way to her.

“not at all officer,” she says teasingly, playing along with your game.

“are you sure? because i think you need to be cuffed.” you’re holding the fuzzy cuffs up to her eye level now, you continue, “and punished.” your stance is almost dominant but abby’s still almost taller than you even sitting on the bed, it’s adorable in her eyes.

she puts her hands out in front of her, complacent as you slip the soft loops around her wrists. when you’re done she lets her hands drop to her lap, making herself comfortable sitting at the edge of the bed.

you’re smiling cheekily as you begin to unzip her pants pulling her pants off, needy as ever you’re already straddling her lap, inches away from grinding on the strap below her boxers.

abby’s hands come up to bring both cups of your bar down, revealing your tits to her greedy eyes, her lips immediately begin sucking at your nipple, earning a whimper from you, she’s squeezing your other breast with her hand. now you’re sitting properly on her lap, grinding yourself across her cock, your fingers weave through the back of her scalp, putting minimal pressure on the back of her head.

you pull the band of her boxers down just enough for her strap to spring free, you rub your pussy over the silicon coating it with your slick, slowly, you bring the tip to your entrance, easing yourself down onto till you hit the base, moaning as you do.

abby draws away from your chest, her lips and tongue on yours as you begin bouncing yourself on her, setting a steady pace for yourself. her fingers pinch at your nipples, it makes you whine moving yourself faster on her lap, you drag your fingers to over your clit rubbing fast circles.

abby parted from your kiss, you looked so pretty above her, she felt herself get wetter by the second while she watched you, she might have to let you do this more often, watching you get yourself off on her after she gets off a long shift was nice.

she felt your thighs start to get wobbly, your orgasm approaching, the little blue hat on your head tilts to the side as your pace increases and gets rougher.

you’re grinding down on her as you cum, leaning on her as you do, you’re flipped to your back before you can catch your breath, a snap rattles in your ears as abby breaks the cheap fluffy cuffs, she’s smirking down at you, and you know you’re in for a long night.

[abslvr111]

pretty and needy

cw. wlw (men dni), smut, face riding, face sitting, cunnilingus (els!rec), subish!els, topish!r, masturbation, hair pulling, soft smut with ellie 🤞

sum. ellie being pretty and needy 💗

wc. 361

your hands are under ellie’s thighs squeezing slightly, supporting most of her weight as she straddled your face, she’s almost panting above you, breathy moans slipping from her lips. one of her hands grip the headboard in front of her, palm sweaty from the harshness, her other hand tangled in your hair, her nails scraping your skin slightly.

she moves you in time with her hips, keeping the friction going to the best of her abilities, and effectively using your face and tongue to get herself off. she’s so pitiful, moaning and crying your name, you hum below her, smirking when she shivers.

ellie likes to act tough, she's such a big badass till you have her like this, squirming and arching her back, probably pulling out a few strands of your hair in her haze, she's the prettiest most pathetic girl you'd ever seen.

you moved one of the hands that rested on ellie’s thighs to swirl circles around your hole with the pads of your fingers, gathering silk around the two fingertips, with the wetness gathered, you rubbed your clit, with ellie’s pretty face in your vision.

she felt your hand move from her thigh, the skin growing cold at the lost of contact, she knew what you were doing and it made her whimper.

she was cumming and you prepared yourself, completely flattening your tongue against her, letting her grind against you harder than before, her thighs shook slightly, now bowing her head over the wood her hand still rested on, trying to catch her breath.

you moved your fingers over yourself, harsh on your clit as you licked ellie’s pussy clean, enjoying the way she squirmed at the slight overstimulation. she jerks when you moan against her, cumming as you played with yourself below her. she finally catches her breath enough to get off you, flopping down on her back, and breathing out a deep content sigh.

you roll over to face her, a slight smirk on your face as you pepper kisses over her flushed face, smiling when she finally takes your face between her hands to kiss you.

so pretty and needy, all for you.

[abslvr111]

strip poker

cw. wlw (men dni), smut, spanking (r!rec), bondage (cuffs), fingering (r!rec), pet name, dom!ada, sub!r, & mommy kink… bc i said so, anyway i loved making this and i hope y’all love reading it just as much <333

sum. playing strip poker with ada 😘

wc. 353

strip poker with ada, but you always end up in your bra and panties before you can even get a scrap of clothing off of her. you don’t even know how to play the game, you just went along each time she told you that she’d won and you’d lost.

and the game always ends the same, your whining, bent over her knee, hands cuffed behind your back, with one of her soft hands smacking your ass. she’ll pout at you, telling you not to be a brat, to take your punishment for losing.

she takes her time in spanking you, making you count out each hit, each one being a round of the game you’d lost, she soothes your raw skin with a warm palm before pulling her hand back to give you yet another hard swat.

ada absolutely adores you, the way you cry for her, she knew she’d never get enough of your sweet moans, the way your ass reddened and jiggled with her every sharp smack, the way your wrists withered against the metal linking them, but she loved the way your pussy got so wet from the abuse on your bottom the most.

when she was done with the punishment she’d run her thumb from your dripping hole, through your folds, stopping to circle your clit. you shuttered from the feel, the metal around your arms clinking as you pulled at your restraints, she hushed you, grinding the pad of her finger against you harder.

“plea- oh”

two of her length fingers were sung in your cunt before you could even think, your mind almost as numb as your ass, she lazily pumped the fingers into you, a stark contrast to the fast circles she ran around your clit.

you clenched your thighs and she laughed shortly, saying, “what, pretty girl.”

“want you to make me cum, mommy.” you whimper out, head falling to the duvet below you and she complied, pumping her fingers faster, thighs shaking as she watched you fall apart on her fingers.

she loved winning, especially when it meant she’d have you like this.

[abslvr111]

pretty when you cry

cw. wlw (men dni), smut, (slight) fluff, dacryphilia, beginning, fingering (r&abs!rec), cunnilingus (abs!rec), face riding, finger sucking, hair pulling, pet name, (slight) size kink, cum eating, making out, dom!abs, sub!r, abs wears boxers (idk felt right 😋), made this td + first post on here, hope you enjoy <3

sum. abs gets off to you crying 🤗

wc. 755

abby likes seeing you cry, she doesn’t know it till she has you under her, two fingers snug in your pussy, but there still and unmoving and you’re whining. she pulls back from sucking on your neck to look up at your face, watching tears well up in your eyes from wanting her to move her fingers, even just a little.

she coos down at you, enjoying the tears slowly trailing down your face, your begging now, pleading with her to, “jus’ move your fingers abs, please?”

she wipes her thumb across the side of your cheek, brushing your tears away softly, she holds your cheek in her hand, coming down to kiss you, as she does she gives into your demands, slowly pumping her fingers into again. abby can feel you crying against her mouth, she can hear your muffled whimpers, it makes her mind hazy, and her breath hick. she begins moving her fingers faster, her palm hitting your clit with each motion.

her body is nearly flush with yours, her larger body pressed up against you, it makes you feel ten times warmer. as the kiss deepens, tongues touching, you realize theirs just enough room for you to snake an arm between your bodies, taking her wrist in your hand you halt her movements, in favor of grinding against her palm.

she smirks into your mouth, continuing to move her fingers, only slightly moving them now, fine with letting you use her palm as you wanted. it was almost to much, more pathetic tears welling in your eyes, you whimper into her mouth, and she happily eats up all of them.

you’re practically humphing her hand, trying to reach your high at this point, fat tears slowly stream down your face. she pulls back to see this time, enjoying your pretty crying face, it made her thighs tense— she’d have to get your head between them after this.

she loves when you’re needy for her, when she knows you want her just as much as she wants you, when she knows she’s the only one that can make you this way.

your breath shuttered as you finally came on abby’s hand, your hand falling from her wrist, letting her lazily finger you through your high, she only stops when you start whining about being overstimulated, pulling her fingers from you, gradually she drags them to your mouth, and you take them between your lips, sucking them clean of your cum.

she smirks, “you’re so pretty when you cry, baby.”

she slowly takes her fingers from your mouth, spit coated them rather than your slick now, she begins pulling at her boxer, but before she can take them down completely your on it, pulling them down her defined thighs and legs, they’re forgotten on the bed.

she makes herself comfortable at the headboard of your shared bed, thick thighs spread slightly, she called you closer, you obliged, happily settling your between her legs. you feel her hand at the back of your head, tugging softly at your hair, urging you to get closer to her. when close enough, you flick her clit with your tongue, testing the waters.

“jus’ like that, baby.” she says, pulling you toward her, your tongue laps at her pussy, eager to please her, to hear her.

and she doesn’t disappoint.

a series of unashamed groans coming from her mouth, biting down on her lip enough to almost draw blood, she ground herself onto your face, loving the warmth of your tongue on her. you begin trailing the insides off her thighs with your fingertips, teasing her, but you still had to hear more from her. you gathered her slick on two of your fingers, slowly dipping your fingers into her opening, you looked up at her wanting nothing more than her approval.

she moans meeting your stare, “so good for me, baby.”

you push your fingers further into her, pumping slowly, still you unrelated with licking at her clit, you felt how wet she was, and it encouraged you to pick up your pace, loving the way you felt between her thighs, she could get you to do anything.

her thighs clenched around your head, hand dug into your hair, in response you pumped your fingers harder and faster, grinding your tongue against her clit, she cums with your help and you let her use you completely, she cums using your fingers and tongue as she pleased.

it was heaven to you, you wanted to start crying… again.

[abslvr111]

welcome ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

i’m kay, 17, pansexual, and i write wlw fanfic (mostly smut lol) for abby anderson, ellie williams, alcina dimitrescu, bela dimitrescu, cassandra dimitrescu, daniela dimtrescu, donna beneviento, & ada wong!