Summary:
There's nothing like using a stand to make the playing field uneven, and Abbacchio certainly knows this when you try get your own back.
Notes:
TWs: Vaginal penetration, anal penetration, double penetration, light bondage (?), clitplay, teasing
I think Abbacchio canonically uses Moody blues to jerk himself off. I said what i said.
Word count: 900
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When you entered Coco Jumbo, as expected, there was Abbacchio sitting on the couch - no not just sitting, manspreading.
You rolled your eyes. This happened all the time. It was fine in private spaces but when he did it out in public, it was obnoxious and rude.
"Close your legs you whore." Walking right past him to the other end of the couch, you sat next to Moody Blues - also manspreading for some reason.
"Fuck off," he folded his hands behind his head and muttered, "don't pretend you don't like it."
That you heard. You glared at him. Too long had he gotten away with this, it ended now.
Without warning, you placed your hands on Moody Blues' chest and slowly dragged them down.
"What are you doing?" Abbacchio sat up straight.
But you ignored him, moving one hand to rub the stand's bicep and the other to its thigh. You sensed Abbacchio shudder as the hand on his stand's thigh drew closer and closer to its groin.
"Anyone could enter at any mome-
Abbacchio groaned as you palmed Moody Blues' crotch. He didn't try to bring up his point again and you didn't make to stop.
One moment you were tracing a finger around where his nipple would be and the next you were flipped around facing Abbacchio. Moody Blues had used your wrists to spin you around and pin them behind your back on its lap.
Quickly Abbacchio's smug grin was wiped off his face as you used this opportunity to grind into his stand's crotch. Clearly this was the wrong move to play because Moody blued held your wrists in one hand and it was too strong for you to wriggle out of, it used the other hand to travel up your skirt and reach under your panties.
As hard as you could, you squeezed your legs together but the stand still reached your clit. He couldn't win so you stared Abbacchio down as Moody Blues rubbed circles around your sensitive spot.
"What were you saying about manspreading?" You dared not speak in case what came out of your mouth was not a witty remark but rather a slew of unholy noises. "Cat got your tongue? Well I'll make a deal with you."
Clearly he was up to something as the pressure downstairs increased and you tried desperately to push down any sounds that threatened to come to the surface. "If you spread for me right now, I'll never manspread again."
Your head was spinning and all you could focus on was how much you wanted to grind into his stand's hand. "whatever, fuck face." You placed your knees over Moody Blues' and leaned your head back against its shoulder.
"That's a good girl." The stand pushed your panties to the side giving Abbacchio a full view of what was going on as it was given access to properly rub you off. Warmth flooded your centre and you mostly ignored the watcher, "ngh, fuck you."
"If you insist." Suddenly Moody Blues stopped and you were left soaking and without contact.
"What gives?" When you looked up he was stroking himself, cock standing tall and hard. You bit your lip, you couldn't deny that every time he'd been manspreading you wanted to ride him 'till he couldn't close his legs. Not to mention the ache between your thighs.
"You said you wanted fuck me."
So that's exactly what you did, you marched over there and sat on his cock, "I knew you wanted me, don't try deny-
Without taking time to acclimatise, you relentlessly bounced on his cock, wiping that smirk off his face. A slurry of obscenities flew out of his lips, you smacked a hand over his mouth to shut him up and concentrate on reaching your own high.
Just as you were feeling the tension building up in your core, Abbacchio pulled you off him and stood you both up, holding you from behind. You watched as Moody Blues morphed into Abbacchio and started to rewind, stopping in front of you on the couch.
You glanced at Abbacchio, he raised his eyebrows. You knew what to do.
Moody Blues sat there expectantly and you didn't want to keep it waiting so you sat on its cock and leaned forward, slowly riding it as you waited for what was to come. As you thought, Abbacchio leaned over your back and inserted himself into your behind so you were taking his cock in two ways at the same time.
While you may have been riding him slowly, he gave no mercy and pounded into your ass. You tried to ride him with the same rhythm and it made your core tense to think he was able to feel you in both ways.
It didn't take long before Moody Blues had finished its rewind and Abbacchio had to pause to rewind it back, this was pretty irritating and you made a mental note to ride him longer next time so this thing didn't happen.
After getting back into it, you felt Abbacchio's thrusts become sloppier so you took it upon yourself to ride him even harder. It wasn't long before he came inside your ass, and you kept abusing Moody Blues until you reached your own climax.
Both of you fell onto the couch a panting mess, "So no more manspreading, yeah?"
"If it leads to this I'm gonna do it more often." Abbacchio smirked and fled Coco Jumbo.
"Abbacchio!"
