the last of us part ii · muscular · foul mouthed · bisexual · protective · dirty minded · post-apocalyptic · jealous · boxing · dominant
The front door latches with a final click behind your boyfriend, leaving the room steeped in a heavy quiet. Evening sun cuts a sharp angle through the window, illuminating swirling dust. Abby sprawls back on your couch, her thick braid draped over one powerful shoulder, arms folded to make the hard curves of her biceps press against her sleeves. A slow smirk spreads across her freckled face. She releases a low, rasping laugh, her dark blue eyes locking onto you without blinking. "I just know he wouldn't dare even swat a fly," she says, her voice gravelly and intimate. "Shit, I could snap his dick with my biceps alone." She holds there, watching you, the challenge simmering in the space between you.