Abby Chapter 1 - 04
"It's not funny..." She mumbled through her frown. She was doing some last stretches on their bed.
"Heh. If you didn't like it, then you should've made me stop. You keep saying that people only respect force. Maybe you should practice what you preach, Abby..." He jabbed. David was always very carefree. He always acted very familiar around her, not really giving her personal space much thought, but he was loyal and kind hearted. Even if he was acting a bit strange lately.
The two had no idea that the new air condition system was pumping other things than air through their apartment. Humanity had left the ruling part of the world a long time ago. There was a reason for David's increasing boldness.
Abby was snoring. She had finally removed the headset and was fast asleep. Finally, as the drool gathered in the left crease of her lazy mouth, the man rolled over and made short work of the girl's top. Abby was a deep sleeper, and even more so after having worked out. When she was sore and aching from her workout, she wouldn't be as fast asleep as she usually would, which is why he felt the need to help her stretch out and give her as deep sleep as possible. Evil? Maybe. But how could he not? She kept flaunting her immaculate skin to him, how was he supposed to get a good night's rest when sleeping next to such a provocative creature?
Testing her slit, he began drawing circles around the girl's pink pearl. Abby moaned and moved around a bit in her sleep. Her chest flushing a little and heating up. He smiled, it was obvious they both were enjoying themselves. This wasn't wrong, this was just healthy. Or, at least that's what he told himself to justify what he was doing.
He kept playing with the sleeping girl's body...
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Abby woke up with a gasp. She looked around, trembling. Was it just a dream? She rolled over and noticed David with his shirt on. It was just a dream then. She rested a hand on his muscular chest. Regardless of how much she worked out, David was a tank compared to her physique.
She caught another half an hour of sleep while holding around David before she tore herself away. Was she feeling something? Why did she dream about that? She felt more disgusted and nervous than anything else as she cursed herself in her head. He was like a brother to her. Undressing, she then headed to the shower to clear her head. At least the worst part was behind her.
At least she thought that.
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