Orange is the last of us
A tlou fic based on orange is the new black
Summary: you are going to prison and you’re new cellmate is abby anderson
Tags: MDNI 18+, prison AU, femme reader, y/n, smut, making out, fingering, oral, dom!abby, angst
Word count: 2,368
Divider @cafekitsune
You never thought in a million years you'd be naked in a cold, lifeless room, squatting and coughing for a police officer. But you guess there's a first for everything right? After you're done humiliating yourself you get dressed in stiff linen scrubs, walk through the metal detector with your belongings the officer gave you, and prepare yourself for your new life for the next 15 months.
“y/n this is where you’re assigned.” the officer says sternly
You look into the cell and no one is there. At least you'll get some alone time to compose yourself before your cell mate comes back. In the meantime you make your bed and get yourself comfortable. All of a sudden you feel a presence standing behind you. You whip around and…
“y/n? Holy shit I can't believe it's you.”
You know that voice and it sends chills down your spine. Abby. Fucking. Anderson. The person who got you into this mess in the first place.
“I don't even wanna look at you right now”
In the back of your mind you were actually relieved she was here. That you knew someone in this shit hole and that you weren't completely alone.
“Oh come on you didn't miss me just a little bit?” she says smugly
You turn around and she's standing in the doorway. She's still as beautiful as the day you met but you don't know if you'll ever forgive her for getting you tied up in the drug smuggling business. She still wears the glasses you helped her pick out all those years ago.
“Ok fine maybe a little”
She walks over to sit next to you on your bed and your hands almost touch. There is still some electricity there even if you deny it.
“So they finally caught up to yeah huh?”
“Yeah thanks to you”
“What does that mean?”
“If it wasn't for you getting me caught up in the drug business shit I wouldn't even be here in the first place.”
“Oh please, I didn't force you to do shit. You could've left whenever you wanted. I didn't make you stay.”
She's not entirely wrong but it does sting a bit. She gives you the rundown about how things work so you're not completely clueless. You only pick up on bits and pieces because you can't stop staring at her piercing blue eyes and the way her top lip curls a bit when she talks. You hate that you find that cute.
“Lights out ladies” the guard yells
The next day you're in the cafeteria. You had to work electrical in the morning and it feels good to sit for a bit.
“Hey hot stuff looking lonely” abby says jokingly
“Shut up” you roll your eyes. A smile creeps at the corner of your mouth.
She sits across from you while eating her lunch
“So how's your first day so far?”
“Exhausting but I guess the routine is good for me. And I at least know one person in here so it makes it less scary.”
“Oh really? Who? Have I met them?” Abby says sarcastically
“Wow jail made you an ass huh?”
“Yeah.” she sighs
You catch a wave of sadness go over her face for a split second but it disappears as quickly as you catched it.
“What does the rest of your day look like?” she asks
“Well I got a couple more hours of work and then I'm free why?”
“I wanna catch up some more, is that a crime?”
“I mean you're in jail right? Was that the crime they got you for? And not smuggling drugs?”
“Now you're being the ass” abby laughs
After work you meet Abby in the chapel like you planned at lunch. Why would she wanna meet in the chapel if none of us are religious? When you walk in, Abby is sitting on the stage waiting for you. The light from the stained glass window behind her illuminates her in an array of colors that accentuate her beauty. She looks the same as the day you met, just a little older.
“Why did you wanna meet in the chapel?” you asked your arms folded across your chest
“Because it's quiet and people usually don't come in here when there's no service.”
Abby pulls you up onto the stage with her muscular arms and her sandy braid falls in front of her face. As she does so you think am I holding this grudge for nothing? Or is Abby only being nice to me to make up for the shit she's done? Either way I don't think I can realistically hold this grudge for the 15 months I'm in here so might as well just play nice with her. It's nice to have someone by my side in this hell hole.
Abby presses a button on her portable radio attached to her hip and it starts playing love somebody by maroon 5.
“God, radio has gone to shit” Abby says and you both laugh
“So how long have you been in here?”
“3 years.” you see a heaviness blanket over her
“Do you know when you're getting out?”
“I think in like 2 years? After the second year here you kinda stop keeping count. It gets depressing.”
You don't egg her on anymore about this. At least she'll be here for the duration of your stay. You sit in silence for a while until Abby breaks it.
“I'm sorry for ratting you out, at the trial. I thought maybe they'd shorten my sentence if I did so. I feel so shitty about it.”
“I'm not gonna lie, I'm still pissed at you for that. But you're lucky I only got 15 months and that I'm not the one to hold grudges.”
She's staring at you with wetness in her eyes. You stare back and you realise she really does feel bad. You thought she was only apologising to make peace. She's sitting closer to you now and she still smells the same. How she still smells like her pine soap in prison is confusing but she must trade for it on the down low. Her smell brings on a wave of nostalgia and comfort and you feel her soft lips against yours. You grab her hair and deepen the kiss and feel her tear drop roll down your cheek. It brings you back to ten years ago. The kiss is now frenzied and hungry. You need her like you need oxygen but Abby breaks the kiss.
“Follow me.” she whispers in your ear. Sending a shiver down your spine.
She leads you under the wide podium just behind you for cover.
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She rips off your shirt and dingy sports bra and cups your breast in her hand. She places kisses all down your neck and jaw.
“Fuck I missed you” she whispers
And a part of you missed her too.
She moves her hand from your breast and cups your cunt outside of your pants. You tilt your head back and stifle your moans. She rubs your clit on the outside of your pants with the heel of her palm. You're already so wet.
“Abby please fuck me.”
“You're begging me?” her voice like velvet
“Yeah” you moan breathly
She kisses you deeply and trails kisses all the way down to your happy trail. She shimmies your pants off.
“Wow you're already so wet for me baby.”
You bite your lip to quiet your moans.
Abby takes two fingers and teases your entrance. She slides one finger in and you squirm at her touch. Then the second finger enters you and you moan. Loud. Abby cups her other hand around your mouth to shut you up so you don't get caught. Abby moves her fingers in a “come here” motion slowly at first. You can feel the pressure build inside you as she goes faster. And faster. She stops and moves her head between your legs.
“You gotta promise me you'll be quiet because I can't reach from down here. One peep and I'm stopping.”
You nod your head and hers dip between your legs. She takes her nose and rubs it across your clit with ease. While her tongue ghosts your vagina, you feel your wetness drip down her face and it turns you on even more.
“Abby I- fuck, I- need you inside me”
“How do you ask?”
“Please abby” you beg
“Atta girl”
She takes her fingers again and enters you while she sucks your clit. You're biting your bottom lip so hard it might be bleeding but you don't care. You grab a handful of her braided hair and it's still as soft as you remember.
“Abby im- im gonna” you moan before you can finish the sentence and you feel your walls tighten around her girthy fingers. Abby laps you up and comes up for a kiss making you taste yourself. Then she kisses your cheek.
“As good as I remember it” Abby kisses you again cupping your face in her hands.
You get dressed and get ready to go to dinner.
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A couple weeks go by and you're really settling into your routine. Prison sucks but it sucks a little less with Abby. You guys are hanging out like no time has passed at all. And even though you're in prison, you’re happy. You didn't realise you weren't happy with your current fiance and he's gonna be pissed that Abby is in here with you. But right now you don't care. You just worry about surviving in here and if Abby by my side means I'll live to see another day then so be it. Sex is just a bonus.
Today though, Abby seemed to be acting a little weird. She was quiet all day and that's not like her. You asked her all day if something was wrong and she would just shrug her shoulders or not look you in the eyes. You let it go because you didnt wanna pester her too much.
Later on that night when it was lights out you finally got your answer.
“They're letting me out early for good behavior.”
You shoot up out of bed and look at her in disbelief. She got you in here in the first place and now she gets to leave early? A part of you resents her for that.
“What the fuck? Why didn't you tell me this? Is this why you were acting weird today?” you say this a little too loud and a girl from a couple bunks over tells you to shut the fuck up.
“I didn’t wanna tell you cause I knew you'd flip your shit”
“What, so you were just gonna leave me and not tell me? You think I wouldnt notice that my bunk mate / girlfriend was fucking missing?”
The silence is deafening
“When are you getting out?” you say defeated
“Tomorrow morning.” she says shyly avoiding eye contact
“TOMORROW MORNING?!?!” I yell
“Will you shut the fuck up already?” the same woman yelled
“You waited till the last fucking second to tell me you’re leaving?”
“Isn't that what you did to me? When I wanted you to come to my mothers funeral you didn't come with me. Instead you left. Broke up with me and left me in a city I barely even knew.”
“Is this like your payback or something? Putting me in this fucking place wasnt enough pay off? Well congrats Abby you win. You win the petty off.”
You sit on the edge of your bed with your head hung between your legs. Now that you think about it, it was a dick move to break up with her while her mother just passed away. You don't know why you did it. Maybe a part of you thought she was lying so you would stay with her? You don't know. But you feel like a piece of shit now.
“I'm sorry I left when I did. You needed me to be there for you when your mom passed and instead I was a dick and broke up with you. Nothing will ever make up for that and you have every right to be mad at me. I deserve it.”
“I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was getting out.”
“Promise you'll still visit or at least write to me?” you lay on your back as a tear rolls down your face
“I promise” abby says flatly
You don't know when but you fell asleep and when you woke up there was a note by your pillow. The bed next to you stripped and empty. You open the note that reads
y/n,
I'm sorry again for not telling you about my release date. The weeks I spent with you were the best weeks of my life in this fucking pit and those are the days I wanna look back on. I'll miss hearing your laugh from down the hall and the way your tongue sticks out when you concentrate when we play jenga. I hope when you get out you'll find me and we can play jenga on the couch and have sex in an actual bed again and not on the chapel floor. I'll write to you as much as I can but I don't think I can visit. I'm afraid if I come back that my release was all a dream and they'll put me back in (which is stupid but it's still a fear of mine). I love you and I never stopped loving you to be honest. Even though you broke my heart.
Talk to you soon,
Abby xoxo
You feel a heaviness on your chest and your eyes begin to sting. You hold the note to your chest while you cry and then tuck the note away under your pillow, wipe away the tears, and start your daily routine.
Pt 2
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