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catt-leya · 2 years ago

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Omg hi!

Could I request something?

Could it be something like reader being super shy ( like rlly shy) but also super horny. And Rick just knows and decides to act upon it- arghqufnekxwn

God I can’t with this man😩💕

Ur writing is so good💕

Yes, Daddy || Rick Grimes 18+

Hey sweetheart 💗 don't worry we're all horny for him hihi 👉🏼👈🏼💗 thank you for your kind words and I hope you like it 🤭💗 it's a mix of your request an THIS one 💗 they go so well together that I couldn't resist 🤭💗

Warnings: daddy kink, age gap, dirty talk, degrading, fingering, praise kink, masturbation and my usual smutty stuff (I guess Rick is slightly darker than normal❣)

"Come on!", Rick's voice echoes across the yard and can be heard well above the groans of the walkers.

The situation is completely out of control and you don't see half your people at all, only Rick you somehow notice on the periphery.

You dodge a rotting dead man and now lose sight of Rick completely.

A small stab of panic floods through you and you frantically try to find him in the jumble of bodies.

Everywhere a walker tries to grab you and you fight your way inch by inch to the spot where you last saw your leader.

Panicking, you chop off a walker's hand with your axe, and that's when one grabs you from behind and you lunge with your leg to free yourself.

"It's me," Rick is out of breath and instead of letting go of you, he lifts you up, half dragging you with him as he pushes you through the masses of walkers.

Though you're still not safe, you feel much calmer now that you're back with Rick and no longer in danger of drowning alone in the crowd.

Like a doll, he pushes you toward the fence that surrounds everything and growls, "Go."

His hand is low on the small of your back as you grab the top of the fence and pull yourself up.

Rick is taking this all way too slow and he shoots into the collection of walkers one last time before putting his hands on your plump butt and pushing you over the fence before throwing his gun over and launching himself to the other side.

His ungentlemanly push that sends you to the other side of the fence has you landing inelegantly and now sitting on the ground breathing heavily as Rick immediately picks himself up.

Now that you're reasonably safe and your friends surround you, the thought that Rick carried you and had to push you to the other side as well brings a blush of shame to your face, and you dare not look at Rick, who reaches out his hand to help you up.

Waiting, he looks down at you and has to stifle a grin as he sees you getting redder and redder, staring at the floor as you grab his hand and let him pull you up.

It's so easy for him to tease you, and he has to admit that unfortunately he also gets great pleasure out of making you blush.

At first it's always just your cheeks, but the further he goes, the more the blush always spreads down your neck to the pretty base of your tits.

He bites his lower lip and leans forward so that you can feel his lips against your ear.

Your wince, only makes his voice deepen with satisfaction and he murmurs softly, "You look pretty with flushed cheeks."

That's all it takes to make you blush like you've been out in the sun for days, and a quick glance at your cleavage gives him confirmation that your tits have taken a beating, too.

He straightens up again, but his hand slides from your hand to your back and he pushes you forward as he says to the others, "We need to get to the bags."

Not too long ago you were tied up and practically on a slaughter bench to be eaten, and now Rick is already shooing everyone through the woods again.

You can barely catch your breath and you have to admit you're glad Glenn is able to talk Rick out of it and no matter what other ideas Rick might have come up with, he's then interrupted by Carol.

Now that you've actually lost everything, you also have little choice at this point but to wander the woods until you find somewhere to settle down to live.

Even now, as you stare at Rick's back, you can see the tension, and with each step you all take deeper into the woods, it becomes clear how much Rick resents not having wiped out every last asshole of the people in Terminus.

But like a good leader does, he's listened to the group's plea and is hopefully leading you all to a good home rather than a Terminator action where maybe one of you would have died.

Rick can feel your gaze on him and without turning around, he calls out, "Come here, sweetheart."

He could really use a distraction or he might just turn around and slaughter all of these sick bastards after all.

As you come up beside him, he sighs contentedly and gently teases you, "Didn't think you'd react when I called you 'sweetheart'."

And there it is again. Your cheeks turn so gorgeous pink and you stammer, "I...uh...didn't you mean me? I...I can go again, too. You know, I really should go."

Rick rolls his eyes and pulls you close to put an arm around your shoulders, "Relax. I've talked to you. Who else would I be talking to?"

It's definitely not all his weight that he's putting on you, but still, his arm is so heavy on your shoulders that you can't help but think of how he might just bury you under his body.

Just the thought of how he might feel over you makes you go all horny.

When you don't answer, Rick looks over at you and raises an eyebrow.

His eyes slide to your hands digging into your thin shirt and then back up to your chest where he can clearly see your nipples through your shirt, "What are you thinking about?"

With the question he snaps you out of your dirty thoughts and you squint at him for a moment still, "Nothing special."

How you hate that your voice always sounds so squeaky around him and you try to pull away from him but his grip tightens, "Stay here."

He's way too close to you and you can barely think straight, let alone look at anything but your clasped hands.

"I like having you with me."

Oh god your hands get all sweaty at his words and you gasp embarrassingly loud as he slides his arm over your shoulders a little further and reaches over your shoulder with his hand to tug at the low-slung collar of your top, "Don't you, sweetheart?"

Silently, you nod and wince as his knuckles graze your bare skin.

You're never sure if Rick is actually flirting with you, or if you're just imagining it because you so wish he were.

Many times you've wanted to make the first move or more than hint at it, but you just don't dare. The fear is too great that he would just laugh at you, especially since he's almost twice your age and might not even look at you the way you always look at him.

Even now, when he's barely touching you in a pretentious or lewd way, you notice how you'd like to reach between your legs.

Shit, it's been forever since you've had enough peace to slide your own fingers into your pussy and imagine it was Rick's cock.

Your cheeks turn pink again and Rick lets go of your shirt to grab your chin and turn your head in his direction.

God, how easy it is for him to direct you and how obedient you are to him.

With huge eyes you look at him and his eyes slide to your plump lips as he says softly, "Relax, it’s just me."

You've known each other for a long time and he knows full well not to look at you that way. Even though you're of age and a whole woman, it feels dirty and forbidden when he jerks off thinking about your little body.

But on the other hand, that's exactly what attracts him to you so much. You're soft and young and crushing on him that it's hard to miss.

Your voice is soft and high, "I know, Rick."

And it trails right into his cock.

He lets go of your chin and calls over his shoulder, "We'll find a place to sleep here and go on tomorrow."

Not for a second does he leave your side, and you always feel his presence.

Whether you're leaning down to spread a blanket on the floor and he's standing close behind you, calling out to Daryl to take first watch, or you're walking over to Maggie's to pick up your food.

His presence makes you all jittery and wet as hell between your legs.

You blame this intense reaction on the long dry spell you've been on and groan in frustration.

Somehow, it's perverse how much Rick enjoys getting on your back so much that you squirm once your eyes meet.

His eyes slide over your ass as you kneel down to get comfortable on your spread blanket. Your every curve stands out through your clothes and as you sit down, he can't stop looking at your pretty tits that are literally screaming for his mouth.

Fuck, if someone would have told him a few years ago that he would be camping in the woods after stabbing a few cannibals and then wanting to fuck a 20 year old dumb, he would have called them crazy.

But here he is, still staring at your boobs as you hoarsely mumble, "Rick?"

You're so incredibly anxious and dependent on him that he can't help but take some advantage, "Move over."

Your whole body freezes and you chirp, "What?"

In disbelief you watch him set the rifle down on the ground and look to you through his curls that have fallen into his face, "Sweetheart, I think you heard me."

Sluggishly you slide to the side a bit and he drops onto his back with a sigh, "Good girl."

A whimper slips from your lips at the praise and Rick looks at you impassively.

You can't look at him without starting to rub your pussy on the floor, you're sure of it.

That's why you stare at the floor in front of you and squeeze your legs tightly together.

God, you're so incredibly horny for him and you're way too shy to do anything about it and then instead of at least avoiding him when you're already too scared to be honest, you're now sitting inches away from him and you feel his big hand on your hip, "Lie down."

You pull your head in, "Rick-"

"Do as I say, sweetheart," his voice is sharp and doesn't tolerate back talk, so you let him pull you onto the blanket before he spreads a second one over you.

Even though it's incredibly cold without the sun, you're on fire and you can feel Rick's heavy arm on your stomach abundantly.

You won't be able to fall asleep like this or even relax.

Rick tries his best not to laugh out loud as he looks at your panicked face that you're stubbornly pointing toward the sky, and he pulls you a little closer so that your shoulder is pressed against his chest and he can stay on your side to continue watching you.

He wonders how far he'd have to pull himself up before you'd admit you wanted him.

Gently he squeezes your soft hip and you almost jump up because it feels so good.

Shit, he should do this more often.

He's taller than you and lowers his head a little to bury his nose in your shoulder and growls, "Just sleep."

Easier said than done.

Your whole left side is pressed against his body and his warm, steady breath keeps hitting your neck, causing goosebumps after goosebumps.

Even when Rick has long since fallen asleep next to you and there's nothing he could actively do to drive you out of your mind, he turns you on so incredibly that you could cry.

His soft snoring reaches your ear and his beard scratches your shoulder as he moves a little, unconsciously sliding his hand a little lower as well.

You squint your eyes, trying to think of dead puppies but your pussy is treacherous, dripping in anticipation that Rick's hand will find a way into its damp walls after all.

No, you correct: wet walls.

Your stupid cunt just won't stop throbbing and pulling, no matter how hard you try to suppress it, which is solely because of Rick's proximity and how good he feels against your body.

With a quick glance to the side, you see that Rick is deep asleep and the others are barely moving either. Besides, the blanket is over you, so no one should see it anyway if you just very briefly....

You reach over Rick's arm to your pants and hesitate for a moment.

It's incredibly inappropriate while Rick is sleeping pressed up against you, but he'd never know, and masturbating while he's touching you is still a very different thrill than just thinking about him.

As carefully as you can, you slide your hand between your legs and bite your lip hard to stifle a moan.

Your panties stick wetly between your thighs, and the soft sound of you pushing the wet fabric aside resounds in your ears far too loudly in the forest.

Your breath catches as you slide your finger through your wetness and Rick presses his chest firmly against your arm as he takes a deep breath.

You shouldn't, but you can't help it and slide a finger into your slippery hole.

Your body tenses and you push the air out of your lungs, panting.

Holy shit, does that feel good.

Rick's hand is still low on your hip and as you slide your thumb over your clit you have to press your other hand firmly over your mouth to dim the soft, "Rick" that you can't hold back.

Asleep, he presses his nose harder against your neck again and his lips gently graze your pounding pulse.

Moving slowly, you imagine Rick's weight settling between your legs and moan his name again.

After all this time it feels so incredibly good and in your head you hear him ask harshly, "Are you fingering yourself babygirl? I can help you."

Your legs twitch and your cunt leaks as you still moan through your hand, "Yes, Daddy."

You hear a suppressed giggle and it runs ice cold down your spine.

No, no.

Please don't.

Oh, God, no.

You don't even dare to look.

Maybe a hole in the ground will open up and swallow you.

You'd do anything to avoid the humiliation of looking Rick in the face after he asked you, not just in your mind, if you were fingering yourself and of course you had to answer, "Yes Daddy."

Getting caught is bad, but saying that to him is a whole different kind of ordeal.

You keep your eyes closed and pray that you'll just vanish into thin air, avoiding even the slightest movement and keep your hand between your legs, perhaps not to draw attention to it after all.

You stop breathing as he deliberately slides his lips over your neck now, "Have you been thinking about me, babygirl?"

No sound passes your lips.

Maybe Rick will forget you're there.

"Tell me," his soft tone is deceptive because he bites your neck in response and you whimper, "Yes."

"Hmmm," he licks over the spot he had between his teeth earlier and slides to your tense jaw, "Go on then."

His hand that was on your hip slides to your hand between your legs and he grips your wrist almost painfully tight, "Go on."

Tears gather in your eyes from humiliation and you cry softly, "Please don't make me do this."

The leaves beneath you rustle softly as Rick props himself up on his elbow and purrs, "Look at me, sweetheart."

You shake your head and want to pull your hand out of your pants, but his grip is too tight and your bottom lip starts to tremble.

You look so pathetic and small as you duck your head and refuse to open your eyes, as if it's all just a dream.

Sighing, he leans forward and takes your lower lip between his teeth and gently pulls on it.

A jolt goes through your whole body and you tear your eyes open, making him chuckle softly again, "There you go. It's not that hard."

Your whole face is hot with embarrassment and you stare into his abnormally blue eyes as you mumble in intimidation, "Please, Rick."

You're not sure what you're actually asking him to do. To replace your hand with his? Or to let you go so you can wallow in self-pity and shame?

But he just tilts his head a little and grumbles hoarsely, "Try again."

You shake your head and he squeezes your wrist tighter in warning, making you cry "Please, Daddy."

His bright eyes slide over your face and you see the mischievousness in them, "Didn't think you were into that. But I don't mind it."

He leans forward until his lips are hovering over yours again and you can barely breathe: "Is it because I'm so much older than you?"

God, you wish he'd stop talking about it, but your prayers aren't being answered in the last few minutes anyway, "I...please...can we pretend nothing happened?"

Your cheeks burn like fire and he breathes a kiss on one cheek, "Why? Don't you want to make me proud?"

Your pussy responds to his words and he knows it for sure because your hand twitches between your legs.

Shit, it's so humiliating that his choice of words alone turns you on so much, but some primitive part of your brain forces your head to nod.

It has nothing to do with being an emancipated woman or willpower anymore that he says "Pull down your shirt. I want to see your tits" and you, breathing heavily, do exactly what he asks.

Your boobs bounce in the cool air and he looks greedily at the little peaks that form as you tremble.

"Now pick up for me where you left off"

Completely blinded with arousal you beg, "You do it please."

Just the thought of his hand between your now even wet thighs makes your eyes flutter shut and he kisses you softly on the lips, "If you're a good girl and do what I want now, I'll help you later."

Sluggishly you blink up at him and slide your fingers back into your throbbing cunt.

Immediately you push through your back and gasp.

"That's it, babygirl," his sleeping presence was already arousing but this? For God's sake, it's tearing you apart.

Slowly you fuck your pussy and when Rick is sure you won't pull your hand away, he lets go of your wrist and reaches for your tits.

Your eyes look like they're about to pop right out of your head, and he watches as your mouth hangs half-open and you press your body further and further against his.

Like you need every inch of him.

"Needy little girl," teasing you is so incredibly easy and your reaction to him makes his cock harden so much that he presses his pelvis hard against your thigh to ease the pain.

Your hips on the other hand circles against your palm and you bring out a hoarse, "Please, Rick," to which he pinches your nipple warningly and you cry softly, "Oh God, I mean Daddy...Daddy," you gasp breathlessly, "I need you...oh God, I need-"

By then his lips are on yours and you try to press against him so you can slide under him, but he just growls, "I got you. Easy."

Your pussy tightens around your fingers and you bite his lower lip so hard that he groans harshly.

His moan completely shuts down your brain and you pant as your legs shake, "Closer...please."

Your whole hand is slippery and wet between your legs, but you can't bring yourself any further than to keep clenching around your fingers.

He's sucking on your jaw when he finally complies with your request and pushes himself between your legs.

His hips press heavily against your hand, pushing your fingers deeper into you again, "Keep going."

His free hand slides lower from your chest and your heart skips a beat.

Maybe he would...

You whimper loud enough for him to lift his head, and with the best puppy-dog eyes you can muster, you bat your eyelashes begging.

Your eyes look way too big in your face, and with those puffy lips, you look like you've stepped out of his personal porn movie.

Rick knows exactly what you want and shit, looking at him like that he would give you anything, "Do you need my help to cum for me babygirl?"

Hectically you nod and might burst into tears as he pulls your hand out of your pants and slides his between your thighs in return.

"Fuck," his curse resounds loudly in the silence of the forest, but you don't care because rough fingers finally brush over your pussy and you grab tightly at his neck to pull him back to your lips.

"You're so fucking wet. Shir, you'd take my cock so good," he's also breathing much harder now and has to pull himself together to keep from rubbing against you like a teenager.

He doesn't do more than stroke through your wetness, but you're already squirming and shaking all over.

Gently he taps your leaking entrance with one finger and again you moan his name.

He applies minimal pressure and you thrust your hips against his hand, but he doesn't penetrate you a bit and your clit throbs as it is ignored.

He can tell how much you need it and as you tug on his hair much harder than necessary he growls, "You want the fingers of a guy twice your age inside you? "Pathetic, babygirl."

Willy-nilly, you nod and whine, "Yes, Daddy."

It's the exact words you used at the very beginning and as a reward, Rick slides his finger inside you very slowly.

Immediately you clench around him and he has to push harder to get his thick finger between your tight walls, "Fuck, you're tight. I would have to squeeze my cock inside you to even fit. Is that what you want? Would you let me fuck your hole?"

In circular motions, he moves his finger inside you and you dig your nails into his neck as you snort, "Yes...Oh God, yes."

You grind down on his hand and then as he forces his second finger inside you, you press your boobs against his torso and your whole body tenses.

You're so close.

If only he would touch your throbbing clit.

In slow movements he fucks your tight cunt and with each thrust you suck his hand in more and more.

He has never touched a cunt that was that wet.

And fuck yes, it turns him on that it's just for him.

With your eyes half closed you look at him and he lowers his lips to yours.

The moment they touch he presses his thumb against your clit and you rebel.

In rhythmic pulses you clench his fingers tighter and fall.

You fall so incredibly low.

"My good girl. Cum for me," a final praise blows in you and your insides explode, "Yes, yes, yes...I'm Daddy's good girl. I'm your good girl...I...Rick."

A long drawn out moan comes from the depths of your body and it would have been way too loud if he hadn't put his mouth back on yours to swallow it.

With each squeeze of your pussy it feels like you're trying to pull his fingers deeper inside of you and he growls, "That's right. I'm proud of you, babygirl."

Your eyes roll into the back of your head and with one final jerk your body collapses and your head goes blank.

With a soft smack, Rick pulls his fingers out of your abused cunt and rolls back onto his side.

You don't even see him lick his fingers clean and his cock twitches in protest at the taste on his tongue.

Sluggishly, you turn your head in his direction and stare into his handsome face.

The thought of what just happened immediately makes you hot again and you want to turn your face away, but he grabs your chin and shakes his head, "It's all good. I promise. Just come here."

Uncertainly, you slide a little closer and he pulls you half onto his chest with a sigh.

With your ear pressed to his pounding heart, you murmur shyly, "Is there anything you want me to do? I'd do anything."

Your soft words almost make him groan, but Rick pulls himself together and brushes your hair out of your face, "No."

You tense up at the rejection and tears come to your eyes, but he's already continuing, "Not now, but believe me I'm far from done with you, babygirl. My cock will be fucking your tight pussy. Don't worry."

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imyourbratzdoll · 2 years ago

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Hey sweetie 💗👉🏼👈🏼

I'm in love with your last Rick fic and wanted to ask if you could write something I've been thinking about for a few weeks now 🥺

It's getting colder outside (for me hihi) and I'm thinking about cockwarming with Rick 💗

Snow is falling down and on a run you have to hide in a little cabin with Rick. He starts a fire in the fireplace and lays with you on the couch 🥺 You notice how he gets hard from it and you have the idea with the cockwarming...Rick can't stand it for long and you let him fuck you from behind 👉🏼👈🏼

Now that I'm writing this I'm already weak 😫 I hope you like it and if so thank you in advance 💗💗💗

hey baby, I know you've had a bad day today, so I hope this helps make you feel a bit better. I loved writing this, don't hesitate to send more in!

summary - rick and the reader seek shelter as a storm hits. to warm up, the reader makes a suggestion. do you think rick went through with it?

warning - smut, cockwarming, swearing.

18+ only please, the gifs I use aren't mine, divider by @newlips

While Rick and I were scavenging for supplies, an unexpected storm approached. Rick spotted an abandoned cabin with a sigh of relief, and we set off toward the single-standing building. As we quickly approached the door, Rick placed me behind him as he slowly entered the small cabin. Checking the place to ensure we are alone.

Once we checked the place and boarded up any doors and windows, I headed over to the slightly destroyed couch, dropping my exhausted body onto the plush cushions and sagging into them. My eyes flutter closed as I wrap my jacket around my frozen form, not having the energy or strength to do anything more.

Rick’s blue eyes drag down my body before he turns to focus on the small fireplace. He piles wood into it before lighting it on fire with the pack of matches he carries with him. A shudder goes through Rick’s body as the warmth of the fire begins to set in. A choked gasp escapes him. His cock hardens and begins to strain against his jean at the sound of my soft moans leaving my lips.

My eyes flutter open, the warmth settling in and warming my cold bones. “Why’re you over there?” I pat the spot next to me, knowing Rick wouldn’t come over unless he gets confirmation, as he doesn’t want to make someone uncomfortable. “You can sit, Rick. It’s going to get colder from here, and we need to have enough warmth for when it does. May as well get comfortable while we wait this out.” I watch as he nods before slowly coming over and placing some of his things down.

The sound of the groan that leaves his lips causes arousal to pool between my legs. With the work we’ve done today and the room's warmth, my eyes begin to droop, and my head drops to the side, resting on Rick’s shoulder. “I’m so tired.”

Rick looks down at me, slowly maneuvering us. He lays behind me, pulling my small form closer to his. He holds back a groan when my ass rubs up against his bulge.

I raise a brow as I feel him harden against me. The thought of making this man hard made my core clench around nothing. “I have an idea that’ll help us stay warm if you want to hear it?” Rick hums, his eyes slowly closing as he buries his face into the back of my hair. Breathing in the vanilla and coconut shampoo and conditioner, I found, “How do you feel about cockwarming?” I arch my back slightly, causing my ass to brush up against him.

Rick’s eyes shoot open, and his hand grips my hip as his cock twitches wildly at the words that fall from my lips. “W–What? Seriously?” Rick’s hand quickly moves to his jeans, unbuckling his belt and unzipping them. He promptly pulled his throbbing member out before yanking my jeans down, tearing the pieces of fabric until my lower half was exposed. Rick draws me closer, causing a shuddering breath to escape my lips.

Rick slides his hand between my legs, cupping my soaked core as he leans forward and whispers into my ear. “This is mine. Are we clear?” Goosebumps erupt throughout me, spreading all along my shivering form. I nod, my head thrown back as I whimper a weak yes. Grinding my hips down and into his hand. “Good girl, now relax for me.”

My body relaxes, sagging against Rick’s muscular body as he lines his thick cockhead against my entrance. A choked moan escapes my lips as he pushes in. My nails dig into Rick’s hip as he bottoms out inside me, and my walls clench around the throbbing member. “Fuck, that feels good, Officer.” I take a deep breath in and out as my body adjusts to Rick’s cock. He wraps his arms around me while we lie in each other’s arms, feeling full and content.

We lay there for a while, my eyes focused on the flames dancing around in the fireplace. My eyes flutter as Rick begins to place soft kisses along my neck. His hips start to move gently as his member slides in and out of my tight walls. “C–Can I?” I quickly nod, desperately needing him to claim me as his from the inside and out.

Rick finds my hands and entwines them. He picks up his pace as he pounds into me from behind. His other hand covers my mouth, blocking the soft moans that escape from reaching outside. His raspy voice fills the room, “you feel so good, sweetheart. So good– I wish I could stay inside you forever.” Rick squeezes my hand, thrusting deep inside me as he continues to cover me in kisses.

Sweat begins to build as our bodies heat up, and soft moans and whimpers fall from my mouth as I feel Rick deep inside my cunt. The feel of him thrusting and throbbing inside me drives me insane. His grunts cause me to clench around him before I feel my end approaching rapidly. “Ri–Rick, oh! I’m so close. Please let me cum!” His grip on me tightens, his thrusts getting harsher.

“Cum, you little whore. Squeeze my fucking cock.” His jaw clenches as my walls pulsate around him, a pleasured squeal escapes me, and my back arches causing Rick’s cock to deepen inside of me. I squeeze his hand as I cum, my juices squirting out of me and all over the both of us. “Fuck! Good fucking girl!” Rick thrusts a few more times, his balls tightening and hips stuttering before he buries himself entirely inside. As he lets go, spurts of hot white cum shoot out of his mushroom tip. Filling me to the brim, causing my eyes to the back of my head.

Rick’s member softens inside of me as we both catch our breaths, his forehead resting on the back of my head before he places a soft kiss there. My heart feels warm from the gesture. Rick holds my hand as his other wraps around my small form and pulls me flush against his chest. My walls flutter around his softened cock before we slowly drift into a peaceful slumber.

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frenziedslashers · 2 years ago

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Hey sweetheart 👉🏼👈🏼💗

It's one of those days where I'm thinking about Rick...(again and probably too intensely hihi) but I'm a bit curious 🤭 what do you think are his biggest kinks?

I'm pretty sure about everything that involves calling him Sir or Sheriff...yk something about him being an authority drives him crazy (and it drives ME crazy) 👉🏼👈🏼💗

Yeah just me and my dirty mind...I know I know hihi 💗

Hi hunny! Glad to see you in my ask box for our man 🫶

ALSO FAIR, my days alternate. One day it is Rick, the next it is Daryl, every so often when I decide to forget what he did - it's Negan. I have a couple that I think he would be into? It really depends on the perspective and these are just my general headcanons (Looking at the anons I had to delete last week that told me Rick or Daryl wouldn't be into some of the kinks I think they are smh). So this is purely fictional opinion LMAO

Let's get into it then!

Kinks I think Rick Grimes has 😼

NSFT UNDER CUT, MINORS DNI!!

I purely believe that S1 to about S3 Rick is fairly vanilla. He has ideas of what he likes or would like, but Lori would never let him express those fantasies. She just seems dry and lame, it could be my beef with her, too.

Authority Kink:

Starting off strong, I do 100% believe that this man has an authority kink. I think most people in law do, tbh. It just inflates his ego and he loves it. He loves Sir, Sheriff, even Deputy if you wanna be teasing. (He does not like being called Daddy though. I think Rick is too used to people calling him Carl and Judith's Daddy, or hearing Maggie call Hershel her Daddy, so he doesn't like associating the word with a sexual term.)

Bondage:

I think he'd be a rope bunny... JOKING- Unless??

No, but fr, I think he would be into light bondage. Whether it be on you or himself, he doesn't mind. Though his more stressful days when he just wants to fuck you until you're an absolute mess. Or when he's in more of a Dom mood, he prefers tying you up. He wouldn't argue too much if you bat your eyes and ask to tie him up though. You've got him wrapped around your finger.

Oral Fixation:

I am convinced that he has an oral fixation. He loves giving head (and receiving) and also putting his mouth on other parts of your body.

Marking:

Idk the actual term for this one, but to tie in with the above. Rick loves it when you both mark each other up. He especially likes marking you up. Hickeys, bites, when you leave scratches on his arms or back. He loves letting the world know who you both belong to.

Breeding:

This one is only really for the marking. He loves stuffing you full of himself and knowing that he's the only one that can cum in you. Even if he's wearing a condom and you tell him to cum in you and he really can't, it's enough to definitely make him orgasm. He would only be into the baby aspect if you were willing to have kids, you both talked about it, and he knew you and the baby would be safe. He's going batshit if you guys do settle down and have a kid. Even if you just talk about adopting one he's got heart eyes for you and he's fucking you good.

Masochist:

I don't know why, but for some reason I believe that he gets a kick out of you hurting him. I have this tho(ugh)t a lot about hate fucking with rick all because you slapped him and he just went ballistic, idk. I think he likes pain, something in his face when he's fighting. It could be anywhere from you scratching or biting him. To the rug burn on his wrists when you bind him to the bed posts. When you tug on his hair, or even if you do slap him a little in bed (Nothing hard though!)

Knife Play:

I think he wouldn't mind using a knife in bed. He wouldn't actually cut you, even if you asked he wouldn't. He doesn't want to give you any more scars than this world has already bestowed upon you. He just likes the trust behind it, and the danger. He's an adrenaline junkie and no one can tell me otherwise.

Being bossed around:

He gets MAD horny when you boss him around and tell him what to do. If you raise your voice and tell him to do something while you both are out on a run he's following you around like a bitch in heat. He's staring at you with this hunger in his eyes and he gets whimpery if you keep bossing him around in the bedroom. Grab his hair and pull his face to yours while telling him to strip and get on the bed. He's whining and nodding his head, he's on cloud nine.

Voyerism:

I do think he likes watching you touch yourself. He wouldn't watch you sleep with someone else unless he trusted them - like MAYBE Daryl, but he'd still be uneasy with it. He's too possessive for that and wouldn't really be too into the idea with how possessive Daryl is as well. He does like coming home to find you pleasuring yourself while chanting his name like a prayer. He might watch for a little bit like a creep, palm himself through his jeans, and then finally join you in there. He knows he can do better than your hand.

Using you?:

I don't know what this would be categorized as, or if this is a kink, but he loves coming home stressed and overworked and using you like a doll. Fucking you until all his pent-up frustration has left. Don't worry, he'll take care of you after and during, he's not going to completely use you.

Praise:

PRAISE HIM- He is so into it. He hardly gets praised by anyone besides his work as a leader - hardly as just a person. So when you start praising him he seeks you out for validation. If you do it in the bedroom he gets all dizzy and bubbly inside. He loves it when you tell him how good he makes you feel. Or how handsome he is. Or just anything kind, he loves it all. He praises you a lot as well. Overall just something he always does with you, during or outside of sex.

Degradation:

Now, just because he loves praise doesn't mean he won't degrade you. He loves telling you how much of a slut you are for him. "You like that, huh? Like it when I fuck you dumb? Wanna let everyone hear ya scream m'name. Let 'em all know how big of a whore you are." He gets a little too into it sometimes, but if you don't like it all you have to do is tell him and he'll stop. It just feeds into his authority kink in a way.

I can't really think of any more right now, but those are the main ones I have!

#rick grimes #rick Grimes x reader #notsfw #minors dni #Catt <3 #twd #the walking dead #rick Grimes smut #twd x reader #the walking dead x reader

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florichae · 4 days ago

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hello queen being moots with you still kinda feels surreal, maybe gimme a lil pinch to confirm it's actual reality and not a figment of my imagination (or a kiss would work too🥺👉🏼👈🏼) (100% non creepy way 😞) (lies, i'm on your walls 😈)

EEEEEE HIHI JERR >< !!! I ASSURE YOU WE'RE MOOTS 💯💯💯💯 I'm veryvvery loyal to my wife so no kiss. . . .. COME OUT OF THE WALLS POOKS 😡😡😡😡😡💔💔💔 (breaks down wall)

#　　　　　➷　　　‧͙ 　 ✿ 　　ʾ﹒ 　　　˚ 🧁　⌢　#(..◜ᴗ◝..) new mssg for may !#(..>ᴗ<..) new mssg from ꒰ jerr ♡ ꒱#cutiesjwjwjjwjwjwjwjwwj #i love jerr

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bitchlessdino · 2 years ago

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Hi nana, it's me again hihi 🤭 it's my birthday tomorrow and im hoping if i can squeeze in here and ask for a chan fic 👉🏼👈🏼 i honestly cannot decide between a fluff or a smut or both so im leaving the creative juice to you 🫶🏼 but i do like the idea of my birthday just being a few weeks after chan's hehe

(not adding the second ask for the surprise element)

Pairing: bf!chan x afab!reader (in a dress)

Genre: smut, fluff

Word count: 1.8k

tags: mess up, restraints, fingering, tender, love and care

author note: Happy birthday Nina! I hope you enjoyed it! you're always active here and i appreciate it whenever you do. I hope you're having lots of fun today and thank you for just being around! I hope you like my gift for you! 💕💕💕💕💕

Chan made your birthdays special. You said it didn't have to be big, maybe a night out and a small cake was enough. That wasn’t enough for Chan. The second it was midnight, he was already calling you about your birthday, singing the song over the phone, and with a big smile on his face during your video call. He told you that you better get your cute ass ready hours later from now because he was going to make it your best birthday.

And as he promised, it became just that. He may have driven you to the wrong restaurant initially, but it forced you to get creative and find an even better place nearby, where you had an amazing time. He gets you the small cake you wanted, along with champagne and sparklers, of course. It was your birthday after all. And those sparklers almost got you kicked out because they were faulty, nearly causing a fire. Luckily, Chan was charming enough to keep you both around, promising not to have them near the restaurant again. So that could’ve gotten worse.

But none of that mattered to you. You were still having that best birthday. He’s constantly apologizing on the way back about how he should’ve planned better, that had you dress incredibly only to have a clumsy birthday dinner. It was perfect where it mattered. He was around.

When you told him that, he could help but cheese the biggest smile and kiss your face all over the moment you’re alone, closing the front door behind him with his foot. His hands latch around your waist, tugging your body against his, having you erupt in giggles, before settling gently on your hips. “I hope you had a good time, despite all that.”

“I did.” You grin.

He caresses your face, lips traveling from your forehead to your cheeks, and finally to your lips. His lips initially chase against you before his instincts take over. Grasping you by the back of your neck, his hand slowly trails over your back, fingering over the straps on your dress. “I think I know how to end this on a better note.”

You hum, pulling him by the collar of his dark blue suit. “I think we have the same idea.”

He chuckles, reuniting your lips, only having you deepen it as your hand wraps around his tie, pulling him like a leash. His scoffs melt into a smile, pressing your forehead against his. “Just what do you think you’re doing? I can play too, you know.”

His lips latch on your neck, open mouth kissing and denting your skin with his teeth. You moan under your breath and laughter of disbelief follows suit. He slowly backs you into a wall, preoccupying you with deep kisses against your throat and jaw as his hands slips you out of your dress. It hits the ground in a thud, giving Chan free reign to hold up your bare thigh against his side, his hips digging into yours. “Chan…”

“Yes, my love?”

“I love you.” You confess in one breath.

He lets out a content sigh, “I love you too…but I won’t be holding back.”

“I don’t expect you to.”

A corner of his lips perks up in a smug grin as he brings your legs parallel to one another, holding you up against the wall with only the sheer strength in his arms in aid. He devours yours in a single swoop, his teeth catching your bottom lip. You hear a low growl before he locks you around his torso and pushes you off the wall, carrying you to the bed but not without bumping into a few pieces of furniture.

You giggle into the kiss, almost mocking him, but are taught otherwise as he throws you on the bed. He scans your near-naked figure with a deep-set gaze before pushing his weight into the bed and crawling over you.

“Well, it’s your birthday,” he pulls off his blazer, abandoning it to the side of the room, and loosening the tie around his neck, “how do you like my necktie holding you from the headboard?”

“I’d like that.” Watching his hand unlooping it and slide off his neck, you anticipate his grip on both your wrists as he towered to restrain you to the bed. Your eyes glint in pure excitement.

He backs away just momentarily, unbuttoning his dress shirt to reveal his toned torso, putting away to the side, essentially teasing you about how you can’t touch him. You whimper watching his belt come off next, his hand unlatching the metal buckle to only have the leather material slide from the loops. You were shaking in anticipation and Chan could easily tell as he made an effort to quickly slide out of his trousers and briefs, a clear view of his hard cock inches away from your face.

You gasp in awe, biting your lips anxious until he levels with your face to kiss you warm and tenderly. You mumble his name on his lips, jerking your hips to meet his, but to no avail. His chuckles tickle your skin and a hand runs from the nape of your neck through your hair, softly pulling you back in his control. His other hand comes up on your defiled panties, soaked in the glisten of your arousal, and traces a finger over the fabric where your slit should be.

“You’re so beautiful, and how much you want me makes me feel like the luckiest man in the world.” He sweetly whispers, parting the fabric aside, dipping into your actual heat, his breath closing off at his throat. “My, my. Aren’t you excited?”

He plunges his middle digit between your divide, curving it into a hook, and trusts to inside you. He takes notice of your uneven breaths, listening to them like they played a tune, and quickened his flick to feel then chase after his pace. He joins another finger, the back of your head hitting the headboard as your hips races to keep up with him. “Oh, Chan…”

“How are you, love?”

“Good, you make me feel so…good…”

He takes pride in hearing you moan his name and seeing the stars in your eyes while you do. His fingers make an impact on your core, warming you up from the inside out, and refreshing you for what he plans next. Once he pulls his fingers out, he collects your arousal from his mouth, swiping clean your sweet nectar, tasting you on his tongue. “Sweet as always.”

Finally, he tends to his needs, stroking up his length and squeezing around his girth. He inches towards you, your underwear again pushed to the side and aligns to the entrance, rubbing the tip along it. Your ankles stomp to the bed impatiently, his name on your lips, begging for his occupancy, only to receive it a second later, and your walls start to clench around his girth. “Fuck.”

Chan drops his jaw, testing a long stroke, heart racing as your core grips him. “God, there will be no one like you…”

He lowers his body to press against you, his arms coming up on your back, mouth engaging over your perky nipples, he groans with himself inside you, taking you slow and deep. Your moans bounce from the walls, hands tugging from the necktie impulsively, and your hips slowly roll against him. “Oh god.”

Chan’s teeth graze you before biting, and the other hand twists the other, while his cock savors the sensation of your fluttering walls before jumping into high speed, biting into the flesh of your breasts. You felt feral under his touch and frankly frustrating you couldn’t do much about it. “Deeper…harder…”

You can only speak in commands from your lack of control, having Chan fulfill your every wish. “More, more…”

You tremble, only closer to your arrival, and somehow your strength and nimble fingers break your out from your restraints, causing your hands to fall quickly over his backside.

“Hey,” he giggles, but groans when your legs come up behind him and push him to you, clenching around him all over for no escape, “s-shit.”

“I love you,” You moan out, bliss in your tone.

“I love you too,” he repeats, matching your expression.

He pounds into you, your grip on him only getting tighter, and the room reeks of sex. Your mixed sounds of pleasure are likely seeping through the walls, bothering your neighbors next door, but neither of you pays it any mind, knowing good and well you only cared about each other at this moment.

Chan seethes his teeth when your nails dig into the flesh of his back, groaning over your lips. Your abdomen tenses, swallowing at the wait of your climax, and you can help but repeat those three same words again.

“I love you…”

People always said that action speaks louder than words but words of affirmation can speak just as loudly. Neither of you is scared to say it, nor worry about it losing meaning when sincerity oozed out of the phrase every time. You meant everything to each other.

Your chest presses firm to him as your legs gave out, cumming all around the surface of his length, and tears run out of your eyes. Chan was quick to follow up, a single arm embracing you until a gust of wind pushes out of you and you’re filled to the brim with his ivory honey now seeping out of you. Your eyes flutter shut in fatigue, feeling the collapse of his body on top of you, slowly succumbing to the dark fainting images before you fall out of consciousness.

It feels like seconds before you wake and Chan is beside you on the edge of the bed, not yet clothed, and a tired smile on his face. “Hi, how are you feeling?”

You sigh in contentment, “Wonderful. Best birthday.”

He softly chuckles, caressing the side of your face. “You blacked out so quickly, so thought I could start something for you.”

You prop your elbows behind you, getting up. “What is it?”

“I’ll take you there.”

An arm coming behind your knees and behind your head, he lifts you up, and automatically your arm loops around his neck. Chan carries you to your next gift in another room, not minding your ticklish laughter. You stare at him with love in your eyes as he leads the way, pondering on the next events. Soon, Chan steps before the bathtub filled with bubbles and roses, lit candles surrounding the perimeter, and the air smells of candy and sweets.

“Chan.” You giggle delightfully. “I can’t believe you did this.”

“Of course I did, it’s for the person I love the most in this world.”

You pull him in to kiss his rosy cheeks, nuzzling against his neck. “I’m surprised you used candles after what happened today.”

“Yeah, I didn't really think about it, huh,” his chuckles heave from his chest, vibrating against you. “It’s okay, we can blow them out together, and have some fun in here while we’re at it.”

#svthub #Dino smut #lee Chan smut #Seventeen smut #lee Chan #seventeen #dino #seventeen dino #seventeen Chan #seventeen x reader #Seventeen x you #seventeen x y/n #dino x y/n #dino x reader #dino x you #dino fanfic #seventeen fanfic #seventeen scenarios

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dearjaeyuns · 8 months ago

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hihi! i have a main blog called uwuheeseungie but unfortunately i don’t have access to it. so this will be my new one (lol) how are you tho? please keep up the amazing work that you do.

i hope that it’s not too late to late to be friends? 😅👉🏼👈🏼

oh my gosh i’m so sorry to hear that :( i hope you can get it back soon! rn i’m on vacation so i haven’t been active or posting but i’ll definitely have some new stuff up next week!

also i’d love to be friends! i’ll dm you now <3

#inbox 💌

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kenslilove · 1 year ago

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hihi pookie may i join the halloween ask game w/ isagi n me pls 😖 our dynamic is golden retriever n black cat 😣

n may i also see what you n barou’s halloween couple costumes are n what dynamic ��️👁️

HIII POOKIE YES OFC I CAN DO THISSS <333 HEHE IM SO EXCITED!!

bian + isagi + golden retriever/black cat = raven & beast boy

Ohhhhh this costume is absolutely perfect. Isagi actually picks it out, raven reminds him of you. Her strength n her beauty and her aesthetic, all brings him back to his pretty black cat <33 yall have fun painting his face green, with you between his thighs and his hands casually playing with the fishnets you wear. Although he’s too much of a kisser to wear the fangs he’s supposed to 🤭💖✨

as for barou n I 🥺 our trope is grump x sunshine and our costume would be the king of hearts and Alice (like Alice n wonderland style) barou thinks the baby blue suits me perfectly 👉🏼👈🏼

selfship and troupe couples costumes 🎃

#my beloveds <3 #mooties ♡#HEHEHE #I LOBED DOING THIS ONE #I WAS STUCK BETWEEN THIS N PETER PARKER N MJ #BUT THIS IS JUST TOO CUTE FOR YALL <33 #I hope you like it bb and thank you for participating!! <33 #halloween ask game

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sparklingchim · 11 months ago

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Being enigmatic in a good way is like having an interesting and mysterious vibe. I find you fascinating and want to know more about you because you have this cool and captivating aura. It's like you being the intriguing character in a story that everyone wants to get to know better. Hope this makes sense!

wait that is so nice of u to say m blushingg teehee 🤭 i don't think anyone's ever said this to me but i love it n i love u <33

#u think m cooolll 👉🏼👈🏼#n fascinating 🤭🤭#hihi #darly asks #anon

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we-can-be-heroes · 2 years ago

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((( Mdr y’a un poti grain de boté sous ma lèvre qui faisait le mec depuis des années en mode « hihi j’hésite trop à sortir 🙈👉🏼👈🏼…hihihi » et il est devenu super foncé et visible en l’espace de quelques jours/semaines ???? Cette prise de confiance en lui remarquable 😳 !! BONJOUR !

2ème grain de beauté story ( je sais que personne m’a demandé mais this is my horrible blog 😎🤙🏼) sur les 2 plus gros grains de botey que j’ai sur la gueule j’ai tjrs des poils qui poussent. J’épile pas grand chose dans ma vie à part ces deux copains plus ou moins régulièrement. Et bref j’étais pas à la maison pdt quelques jours et donc sans pince à épiler & they get preeetty long, Ibrahim m’a vaguement entendu m’en plaindre et il était en mode « 👁️👄👁️ QUOIENT ???!!!! Mais tu les aimes pas ????!!!! Mais c’est comme tes petites moustaches de Naruto 😤😡🍥🥷!!!! *kisses both of them* ». La puissance de cet amour pour Naruto 🥲…je..!! Mais peut-être que c’est vrai ?? Genre peut-être que c’est mes petites moustaches pour m’aider à retomber sur mes pattes dans la vie.

Bref, j’ai fini.)))

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florymere · 2 years ago

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Punishment was *amazing.*

I never leave asks, but I had to let you know my heart is legitimately pounding out of my chest right now. How did you do that?

Like, I hesitate to see Joel as dominant or possessive sometimes because there’s something about his nature that’s so soft (underneath it all). But, obviously, he’s capable of incredible darkness, too.

With Punishment, it was the perfect mix. I could imagine Joel bringing out his unyielding, righteous side when the person he loves does something to put themselves in harm’s way. As well, it being in public—he does not give a fuck.

Anyways, that’s all. No requests. I’ll read whatever you end up writing next, no questions asked.

Thanks!

Heyyyy 💙🦋

Nawww gosh I'm feeling to honoured that you liked it that much 👉🏼👈🏼💙

It means a lot to me that you were taking your time to leave a massage for me...and wowie I'm blushing 🤭💙

I think when he's really used to someone and trusting them enough to let them in he's the cutest and sweetest pie on earth 🥺

Which of course doesn't mean he can't get rougher when he needs to hihi 🤭 I actually think he really enjoys having the upper hand and "play" with his partner 👉🏼👈🏼💙 I believe he likes things to be a certain way (the way he wants it to be) and is more of a giver than a taker 🤭💙

Again: thank you and I'm wishing you a wonderful day 💙💙💙

#💙💙💙

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catt-leya · 2 years ago

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imagine rick taking you into the little basement jail cell late in the middle of the night, and making negan watch

I hope it's alright that I wrote a short blurb for you and yeah it made me a little horny hihi 👉🏼👈🏼

"Rick, what-", unsteadily you let him drag you into the basement where Negan has been living for months.

Just 10 minutes ago Rick came storming into your bedroom and without a word he grabbed you and is now pushing you anything but gently into the room.

Yes, you've already seen Rick angry. At you, too.

But as you turn to face him now, even you flinch.

It's the middle of the night and only the moon in the sky illuminates the anteroom and Negan's cell.

Negan himself is sitting in the shadows and you barely recognize him, but instead you have a perfect view of Rick's tense body and how he hisses, eyes locked on Negan, "Strip down and bend over the chair."

You freeze and frown, "Please what?"

A harsh laugh from the shadows makes you avert your eyes from Rick and stare into the cell instead.

"Rick, she ain't gonna do it, huh. Guess you're not man enough for her after all," Nagen's voice is mocking and so slowly you understand what this must be about.

But before you can get a word past your lips, Rick jerks his head around to you and growls, "I swear you don't want me to do this for you."

Your heart skips a beat.

Probably Negan was full of shit again and now Rick wants to prove him wrong.

Everyone knows Negan is talking bullshit, but it gets under Rick's skin every time, and Negan constantly flirting with you is anything but convenient.

In a sing-song, Negan warbles, "Ri-ick." And that's when your boyfriend makes a move toward you.

He'd do it. You see it in his blue eyes.

So you take a step back and reach for your shorts and panties.

Shivering, you pull them over your legs and step out of the pool of clothes.

With soft knees, you walk over to the chair and bend over it so Negan can see between your legs.

Your face gets all red with embarrassment and as Rick moves to stand next to you, it's finally not just shame that makes you blush.

"That's my pretty girl," his voice is rough and dripping with satisfaction, "Want to show him what a good girl you are for me, huh?"

Whimpering, your head falls forward, "Yes, sir."

#rick grimes #twd #rick grimes x reader #rick grimes smut #rick grimes imagine #twd x reader #the walking dead #request #andrew lincoln #answered asks #twd negan #negan smith #negan

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year ago

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Sooooo it might be a little weird but I was thinking about Rick dressing up as Santa for the children in Alexandria...(I blame his beautiful white beard for that idea 👉🏼👈🏼💗) He would be really good in his role and the readers heart is melting while watching him interacting with them 🙈💗

At home, Rick is taking his costume off and one leads to another....I believe you will have a wonderful idea how and why but please please let Rick spank the reader for being a bad girl (oke I'm getting hot rn hihi) and the reader is like: I wanna be a good girl for you.... (I hope it's not confusing but I'm getting carried away with the idea 👉🏼👈🏼💕)

I might have a little praise kink hihi 💗💗💗💗

Love you sweetie 💗💗💗

hey honey! I'm so sorry for taking so long to complete this, I did try around Christmas! I hope you like it, love you!

summary - rick dresses as santa, and it turns you on to no end.

warning - smut, spanking, swearing, creampie, swearing.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

You didn’t think Rick could get any more amazing, but watching him all decked out in a Santa costume and asking the kids that lined up what they wanted for Christmas made your heart skip a beat. The men in the group had decided that whatever the kids asked for, they’d search high and low for what they wanted. You smiled as your eyes connected with Rick’s, giggling as he gestured you over, the line of kids slowly diminishing.

You walk over seductively, biting your lip as you feel giddy inside. You bat your eyes bashfully as you stand before Rick, rocking back and forth with your hands behind your back. “Hi, Santa…”

“Hello, pretty girl. Why don’t you come sit on my lap?” Rick pats his thigh and smiles when you sit there. You feel yourself throb as you feel his body against yours. Even in the apocalypse, this man smells fantastic. “Now, what would you like for Christmas?” You pretend to think, staring into his gorgeous blue eyes. His hands rest on your hips, and your core clenches and unclenches around nothing from his grip.

You rest your hands on his chest, chewing on your bottom lip. “Hmm… I would like to be Santa’s good little girl for Christmas.” You giggle at his shocked look, and you quickly get up and take off running to your house, picking up the pace when you hear him close behind. You throw the door open and squeal when you are grabbed and pushed against a wall.

“That wasn’t very good of you, darlin’. You need to be punished for being such a bad girl.” Rick growls into your ear. His large hand begins to land on your cheeks, and the slaps echo in the empty house, followed by your moans. “Are you going to be a good girl for Santa or continue to be bad?” Your eyes roll to the back of your head as his hand spanks your dripping cunt, catching your swollen clit with each slap. “My bad girl is so wet.”

You whine, shaking your head as fat tears build in your eyes. “N–not bad! Wanna be good for you!” You are so lost in your head that you don’t notice Rick taking his throbbing cock out of his red pants and lining it up with your entrance. “F–fuck…” You were lucky you had decided to wear a dress today. Your fingers curled and clawed, trying to grip the wall. “Rick, so full!” You gasp as he pulls your hips closer, grabbing them as he pounds deep into you.

Rick leans closer, whispering into your ear. His raspy voice sends tingles through your body. “Are you going to my good girl, baby? You feel so good around me, so perfect around me.” His member slides in and out of you, hitting your sweet spot, causing your walls to suck him deeper, pulsating around him. “You feel so good, darlin’. My perfect girl.”

You whimper, your head falls back and rests against him as your eyes roll into the back of your head, and you cum. Feeling every vein and throb of his cock, you feel like you are floating. Rick pummels himself deeper into you. Grunts and groans escape him, his balls tighten, and he twitches wildly before releasing thick ropes of cum into you. “Good girl.” He leans forward and kisses the back of your head.

thank you for reading!

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

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