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aangelbabysworld · 1 year ago

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what is this? i don't know. what i do know is, i got home from a long day at work, tried taking a nap, couldn't fall asleep, smoked, and opened my laptop.

also, this is my first time writing so bear with me

18+ (but no smut)

“I don’t want you anywhere near him, understand?” your father scolds you.

he had just caught you with none other than rick grimes, the only man brave enough to fix the problems going on in alexandria or better yet, the only man in alexandria.

you two weren’t doing anything wrong, you didn’t think so.

rick was teaching ron how to shoot, you had just so happened to be going on a walk at the time, and when you saw the pair they seemed like they were just finishing up.

you walk over to them, and just as you approach, ron leaves you and rick alone.

“hey, sweetheart.” rick smiles brightly at you, looking you up and down smoothly, you don’t notice. too busy trying to restrain yourself from whimpering when rick calls you sweetheart.

he always calls you sweet names, you’re not sure if he’s ever called you by your real name, it’s always “sweetheart, baby, angel.” and so many more.

it makes your head spin and your knees buckle. you let out the cutest whimper when he called you angel once, it made him so hard.

“hi.” you finally greet him back after a minute of being lost in your thoughts.

“how was your day, baby?” rick asks you, genuinely sounding like he wants to hear all about your day. you’re not used to people caring how your day was or how you spent it.

“it was okay, i helped olivia re-organize the pantry and now i’m just taking a walk.” you smile as you tell rick about your very boring day.

as rick listens carefully to you he picks up the gun he had been teaching ron to shoot with and he smoothly puts it back into his holster. before rick gets the chance to respond to you, you say something else that catches him off guard.

“can you teach me?” you ask in a whisper.

“teach you what?” you can tell rick is holding his breath as if you just asked him to teach you how to kill someone but that's not what he was thinking, far from it.

“to shoot.” you're still whispering, almost barely able to hear yourself. you ask almost as if you don’t really want to learn but you did, you always have, but anytime you asked anyone like your father or spencer they told you that you wouldn’t need to learn and they doubted that you would even be able to pull the trigger.

rick exhales the breath he had been holding in and chuckles to himself. he looks you up and down again, this time you do notice and it makes your skin hot.

“think your dad would be okay with that, baby?” rick asks, in a teasing voice. he knows your father is very protective over you. protective is an understatement.

“i'm an adult.” you're not whispering this time, your voice is clear and stern as you say this. “i can learn how to shoot if i want you.”

rick is surprised at your sudden confidence, but it makes him smile. ”alright then. let's teach you how to shoot.”

rick takes the gun back out of his holster, so effortlessly.

rick gestures for you to take the gun, you hesitate for a second before taking the gun from him, your hand brushing against his. that makes you shiver, and any little touch from him makes you feel weird inside and out.

rick gets close up behind you as you stand there unsure of what to do, once he's close enough he lifts up your arms to point the gun directly towards the wall that has kept you safe all this time.

you forget that you're supposed to be learning how to shoot, too distracted by the way rick’s body is pressed up against you.

you feel ridiculously small right now, you assume you weren't holding the gun right as rick moves his hands from your arms to your own hands and fixes your hold on the firearm.

“you already know not to put your finger on the trigger ‘til you're ready to shoot, good girl.” you jolt back when rick calls you a good girl, but you barely move him an inch, instead your ass pushes against his crotch.

“sorry.” you apologize, quickly moving your ass away from rick’s crotch but before you can he holds your hips down on him.

you don’t try and move away again, you let rick hold you down on his crotch, you can feel his hard cock stirring in his jeans, and you can’t help yourself as you squirm against him, earning a groan from him and his grip tightening on your hips.

you stay like this for a moment, until you hear footsteps from behind you. you push rick away and look to see who it is walking towards you two.

your father angrily walks towards you and rick, you put the gun back in ricks hands quickly and smile at your father.

“hi, daddy.” your father doesn’t even look at you, he’s staring down rick like he wants to take that gun from his hands and shoot him and rick looks like he’s challenging your father to try so.

your anxious as you watch the two stare at each other like they’re waiting for someone to throw the first punch.

“daddy,” you say to try and get your father's attention, but instead of your father looking at you, rick does.

he gives you a cocky smile. “why don’t we make tomorrow another lesson?” rick suggests and you quickly nod.

he takes a step towards you and whispers in your ear “bye, sweetheart.”

you don’t have time to say bye back as rick starts walking off, you watch as he does. wishing he could’ve stayed and taught you more.

“I don’t want you anywhere near him, understand?”

you want to ask why, but to save yourself from an argument, you only nod.

“understand.” but you know that’s a lie and as soon as you wake up tomorrow you’ll be looking for him. for that lesson.

#rick grimes x reader #rick grimes x you #rick grimes x y/n #rick grimes imagine #rick grimes blurb #ari’s work

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