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[sinsandsweetness]

good baby! Can I see your nails?? Also same! I've also been so tired from work It's been killing me! Idk what to do like I just need some vacation time at least like a week off! No one will miss me!

I'm sorry your drowning in work! I send prayers that it gets better! How's the man in your life? Are you guys ok? Is he treating you well?

I promise they’re dark red they just look really dark in the bar lighting:)

And to answer your question, yes. My man is indeed treating me well. I’m actually seeing him tonight. He’s coming for my family’s thanksgiving supper tonight. My parents quite like him <3

[twistedsweetie]

Hi mama! We haven't talked in a while but I wanna share a thought with u!

So, I was on Reddit the other day(Had to wash my eyes in holy water) and there was this one guy that was like, It's dangerous or bad, whatever he said, for women to masturbate almost every day. Now personally, I'm almost 19, and I'm still horny every day and me and my vibrator have a serious addiction. like it's a drug addiction LOL. So now I'm confused and thinking, hey? Is it bad for me to have such a strong addiction to my vibrator/Masturbating?

But then I really thought about it and I was like, well guys masturbate almost every fucking 3 hours, (Lmaoo jk) so what are you talking about sir????

I need Professor T's wise knowledge on this one!

Love u.

Hahahha professor t i love that.

Ok warning I am being fully transparent about sex and masturbating so if that makes anyone uncomfy, don’t read further.

Ok well… I’ve been masturbating since a very young age. I discovered it at 8 years old. I’ve always been a super horny, sexual person, even before really knowing what that was. (Because at 8 I didn’t. I just knew it was private.)

When I was in junior high and highschool I really wanted sex toys so badly and when I moved out I finally got one tiny bullet. At first I didn’t even like it because it was too strong. But… then I kinda figured out how to use it and discovered the power to achieve some really intense orgasms.

Sooooo now I have a whole collection of toys. I’ll focus on vibes rn because that’s what I use most and what you say you’re using.

I personally don’t see anything wrong with masturbating every day. Or even several times a day. I typically do most days that I sleep at my house at least. I don’t always use my vibes even though they’re my favourite things ever, because personally when I use it a lot I start to almost go numb? If that makes sense. I just easily experience a lot of over sensitivity. Which sometimes is the goal🤭 but overall I like to go back to using my fingers or pillow or whatever in between just so that I can mix it up and that I don’t get too used to the feeling of my vibes. Because they are pretty strong and I still want for myself and others to get me off without it (since that’s something that is still possible for me)

I know there’s discourse about vibes being bad for women because they kill the nerves or some shit and that’s why you get addicted, because apparently you’ll never get off from anything else… but I think that’s bullshit personally.

Everyone’s different and I know some people who have never even been able to cum without a vibe and honestly I don’t see anything wrong with that either. It’s your body and an orgasm does wonders for your brain and your soul in my opinion. Helps me sleep, helps me relax, helps me focus.

There’s definitely a stigma around women and masturbating and I’ve never understood it because it’s no different then a man jerking off. I remember never opening up about it to friends until well into highschool. None of the girls in my class would admit to it or admit to watching porn (which is a whole other discussion for another time) and so I always felt a lot of shame around it. But with time and realizing how fucking good it feels to be comfortable with yourself sexually… I started to not care. And I’m pretty open about it now.

Anyway. Long rant over hahah. In conclusion, there’s nothing wrong with masturbating every day. And there’s definitely nothing wrong with you<3

[dollyfl1rt]

Hi babes!!! I hope you are doing okay! You've been inactive so I just wanted to let you know that I miss you and I love you! I really do hope you are doing okay and everything is good at home and your thriving and having the time of your life.

Much love, Londynnn! MWAH MWAH

LOVE, HUGS, AND KISSES💋

hi hi!

im good, honestly forgot i had tumblr. i’ll probably return soon (i hope)!

im watching so many shows atm, it’s crazy. thank you so much for checking up on me though, love you lots babe!

n-🖤🖤

[crimsonbubble]

This Johnny one makes me faint...

I RHINK ABOUT THE FANSRT ALL RHE TIME OMFG SJKS

[dollyfl1rt]

better than sex for real, londyns work feel like heaven

Sexy professor and sexy affairs Professor!Rick!Grimes no outbreak AU

Summary: You had a huge crush on your professor, as did every other female in the college auditorium in your class. What happens when your a little behind and decide to make a move-(not just to help your grade, but your lustful intentions as well).

Pairing: Professor!Rick!Grimes x fem!college!student!reader

Word Count: 2.7k (May be proofread, bare with me people)

Warnings: Lustful yearning, mentions of readers revealing clothing, Age gap (Rick- early 30s Reader- early 20s), female gossip, reader falling asleep in class, reader makes it up to Rick (IFYKYK)→ oral (M receiving), kissing, nothing much

A/N: This might be a series idk, i already have like four uncompleted series in the works and idk if I can take responsibility for another. If you guys do want a series I'll happily do one but for now this is just a little starter idea, ENJOY, MWAH💋

Rick Grimes, the best professor you could ever ask for. He was kind, determined, and made sure his students were well educated.

He loved seeing every single one of his student's answer questions and interact with the class( mainly just the females to get his attention). There were times after class he had to talk to the males and certain females about interacting more and engaging or else they're going to fail.

You on the other hand never had that problem. When you engaged, you passed with flying colors. You were at the top of all your classes and never missed a day or a lesson.

Professor Grimes was your American Literature teacher. He taught you study of writing and literature along with an introduction to different elements of writing. With his class you got to dabble in a lot of different elements to be able to get your degree in English.

Today was another day and his class was next. You were always excited when his class came along because you loved his(him) class.

You sat in your seat as normal, right next to your best friend, Candy Simmons. She was your ride or die, the person you could always call and she'll be there (and your mother as well).

"Candy, do you have everything? Sometimes you forget and you know how Professor Grimes gets when you rush out to get your books." You say to her with an eyebrow raised in concern.

Before Candy can even respond Rick is already starting class. "Alright guys, let's get to it. Today we're going to be reading Romeo and Juliet. Now has anyone read this book before today?" He asks looking around the class.

Only two people have raised their hands. "Ok, so you guys have two options. You can read with us and break the book down and discuss or you can go and start your homework on any classes your behind on." He says, addressing the two students.

One student raises his hand to speak, "uhm professor grimes? I'd like to read the book again, I'm not behind in my classes. Can I stay?" Rick nods his head at the boy and then turns his attention to the other student.

"I would like to go complete some assignments please professor? Is that ok?" the female student asks. He nods his head again and that student silently packs up and makes her way to the door.

"Thank you professor." she says, smiling at him. He smiles back and then turns back to the class. "Alright let's begin. Everyone in the very top row come get your books. Remember the numbers on your books because these will be your books." He says.

Your row finally get's to get their books and as you're waiting, you make eye contact with Rick. He didn't have a wedding ring on his hand but he used to.

You know he has a kid because he used to have to leave early to pick him up from school if he was sick. You never knew what happened to his wife but one day he just started showing up without his wedding ring on.

You were so zoned out you didn't even notice that it was almost your turn to grab a book. Once you stepped up he spoke.

"Hey, are you ok? you seemed a little zoned out there. Just wanna make sure your ok." He asks kindly with a concerned look on his face.

His southern drawl went straight to your cunt. Your little bud pulsating at the way he said your name.

"i-i'm ok Professor. When we're done can I by any chance stay after class to talk to you?" you reply nervously. 'why are you so nervous, get it together' you thought.

His face immediately softened and turned into one of care and kindness, no longer concerned. "Of course you can." he replies with a smile.

You smile back and say "thank you professor." before walking back to Candy.

"Girll, he could not take his eyes off you! I told you it was a good idea to wear that sexy ass outfit." Candy whisper-yells giggling.

"Oh stop it Candy. He was just concerned about me cause I was zoned out in the line." you say rolling your eye's at her before looking at your books number. You had the number 17.

You looked at candy, she had 18. You open the page to the table of contents and flip a little more until you reach the first chapter.

"Alright guys so were going to begin reading..."

"Wake uppp!" Candy says, shaking your whole body. You flinch as you wake up noticing half if not all the students are gone leaving you, Candy, and Professor Grimes.

'Ohhhh no! Did I sleep through his class?' you thought. You face palm and groan immediately mumbling out curses and apologies.

"Shit shit shit! Professor I'm so sorry, I've never slept through you class before! I went to bed early so I don't know how I could have fallen asleep. I even drank coffee this morning to make sure I stayed-" you rambled before he cut you off.

"It's ok. You are welcome to stay after class and read with me along with the thing you said you needed to stay later for anyway." He says with a charming tight-lipped smile on his face.

You feel heat rush up to your cheeks and smile. "Ok Professor, thank you so much!" you say walking down with Candy towards his desk.

"Candy I see you later ok? I'll meet you back at the dorm." You say with a smile.

"No wait, I won't be at the dorm remember, I have volleyball practice remember? So I won't be at the dorm till like 7 or 8pm? Depends on how long coach will makes us train for." Candy responds.

"Oh ok so then. i'll stay here a little later., maybe meet you in the gym or something. Walk back with you?" you ask.

"Yea, that's cool, later! Bye professor." she bids her goodbye's with a smile and walks away.

"Later Ms. Simmons." He replies with a smile. He then turns to you and smiles. "Alright, let's get started shall we? What do you wanna work on first?" he asks, that southern drawl getting ahold of your mind.

It's as if your body can't control itself and your thighs press together giving you that pleasant feeling.

"Uh, maybe we can start on my essay that I am having trouble with before we start on the story if that's ok?" You asks.

'Hey, this is your time, take over and lead the way." He says with a smile scooting closer to his desk.

"Ok, thanks professor." You says with a smile. You wonder if he usually lets women take control in bed. You reach across his desk to grab a pencil and your arms kind of squish your boobs together making your boobs more visible than before in your v-neck tank top.

Your eyes flicker to him and you see him glancing at your chest. You sit back down and he clears his throat.

You smirk and reach for your bag to pull out your laptop but before you could get it Rick speaks. "Hey, how about you sit next to me so we can work on it together, so it's not a struggle for you to have to find space for your laptop." He suggests scooting over.

You smile and get up moving your chair towards his chair. He gets up and closes his door. you could have sworn you hear the lock click but maybe it was the sleepiness getting to you.

You bend over at the right time to get your laptop out of your bag and your mini skirt rides up your plush thighs a little revealing your ass cheeks and a bit of your pretty pussy covered in pink underwear.

Rick's breath hitched as he gets a look of your ass. He silently curses himself for looking at you that way but how can he be mad at himself when he knows your doing this on purpose.

But if he knows of your antics, why are they working on him so well? Maybe it's because he's fantasized about you for so long. Maybe it's because he'll take breaks in the bathroom to jerk off to the smell of you, to the new revealing outfit your wearing.

He shakes his thoughts away and sits back down when you sit back down.

"Ok, so what I didn't understand exactly was the concept of Chapter 5. The book you gave us weeks ago was great, I loved it, but chapter 5 has too many things going on and I don't exactly know which concept you want me to focus on." You explain to him.

"Well, it's not really about what I want you to focus on exactly it more about how you feel about the certain concepts. Every single person in this class has had a different perspective on this specific chapter." He says. You look at him with doe eyes as he explains and he can feel his cock straining through his pants.

He grunts and continues what he was saying. "A-As I was saying, What I want y-you to do is just focus on your feelings on the concepts. You can choose a event that happened that really stood out to you and write your opinion on it. I'll be happy with that." He finishes gulping as he looks at your laptop again before glancing back at you.

"mhm, Ok! Thank you professor. Now I'll finish this when I get to my dorm, so now on to Romeo and Juliet. I've heard about this book and it's been on my to read list but I never got around to it." you say.

"Well, you would have loved the first few chapters if you didn't fall asleep." He says with a chuckle. You smile at him and he smiles back.

"I'm terribly sorry for that, how could I possibly make it up to you professor?" You ask batting your eyelashes at him with hooded eyes.

He gulps and looks at you before rubbing his hands on his jeans. He's 100% sure if you took one look down you'll be able to see how hard he is.

He knows what you are implying but he couldn't possibly do it. Your his student. But I mean, your an adult, your old enough to make your own decisions and so is he.

"I told you, it's fine. It's nothing really. Y-You were responsible enough to stay after class and make it up so theres nothing more you can do." He says running a hand through his curls.

You always though his curls were so pretty. They were the perfect shade of brown and they really brought out the blue in his eyes. His stubble was so sexy and made look so wise and so hot you wondered how it would feel on the inside of your plush thighs.

"Oh but professor Grimes, I feel like there is something else I can do. You seem to have a problem and I feel like it was by my doing." You say biting your lip.

'Shit, she knows' Rick thinks. His eyes widen at your words and he bites his lip. He shifts in his seat and groans when the friction from his jeans rub his cock just right.

"Oh come on professor. I know what you want. No one has to know, and I swear on that." You say fiddling with his pants zipper. His head drops towards your hand and he grabs it.

"I-I can't. It's bad enough that I'm hard right now. W-We have to focus on your wor-" His sentence is cut off by the feeling of your hand palming his cock.

While he was talking your hand was making moves and ended up in his boxers. The feeling of your warm, soft hand stroking his cock felt amazing.

The pleasure that is coursing through Rick's veins is immaculate. Your strokes are slow and rough. Everything he needs to cum in your hand right now.

You slide from your chair to your knees. You tap Rick's leg and he lifts his hips so you can pull down his pants and his boxers revealing his pretty leaking cock.

You lick his slit and his cock jumps. You look up at Rick when you take his entire lenghth in your mouth wasting no time at getting a taste of him.

"See, I knew you wanted this. I knew you wanted me just as badly as I want you." You say with a smirk on your face before spitting on Ricks cock and taking it right back down your throat.

Your gaging on his cock and the contractions and vibrations from your moans and throat are sending multiple waves of pleasure to Ricks cock that has his head spinning and eyes rolling back.

By the way his cock is twitching you can tell he's about to come. His hand comes down to massage at your breasts taking in all your glory of your face glistening with saliva and your boobs spilling out of your v-neck. ( this is the top I imagine reader wearing)

You moan around his cock again, jerking off whatever can't fit in your mouth. So lost in the moment your only now realizing how big and pretty Rick's cock his. Nicely trimmed pubic hair, pretty pink tip leaking and oozing with precum.

"Oh shit princess. Gonna -fuck- cum down this pretty throat of yours, hmm? Want your professor to cum down your throat baby?"

You shake your head yes as you gag on his cock some more, your eyes rolling back and your clit throbbing at his dirty words.

He was so well put together but what you didn't know was how much of a slut Professor Grimes was. " Oh fuck I'm gonna cum i'm cumming baby, fuck!" He crys out.

His hands find the back of your head and he lets out the sluttiest moan before letting out a string of curses as he cums down your throat.

"Shit shit shit, right there baby, doing soo good for me." he says. His eyes roll back as he moans out.

Releasing his hot, stick, thick load down your throat and you swallow every bit of it. You suck on his tip overstimulating him and he tries to pull your head off him whimpering and whining at the feeling.

You kiss his tip and finally let up and smile at him sticking your toungue out for him to see you swallowed everything he gave you.

"Oh fuck. Ohhh shit that felt amazing." He says chuckling. He gets up and grabs your hand to help you off your knees.

"Gotta hand it to you," He says as he watches you fix your shirt and hair while he fixes his pants. "I loved seeing you on your knees." he says with a chuckle.

You bite your lip at the compliment and smile at him. "And I gotta hand it to you Professor," You say seductively walking closer to him. "You taste really good." you say with a smirk on your face.

You walk around him and grab all your stuff packing it away. Once you have your bag on your back and the book in your hand you walk up to Rick.

"I'll see you tomorrow professor grimes." You say seductively and kiss him passionately on the lips.

You grab his neck and moan into his mouth allowing his tongue to slip in your mouth.

You pull away from the breathtaking kiss and the last thing connecting you two is a string of saliva.

"I'll be sure to stay after class again, this was fun and thank you sooo much for the extra help Professor." You say with a wink opening the door and leaving.

You smile to yourself walking down the hall and leave him there astonished.

Oh yea, he for sure need more of you and that pretty mouth. If Rick wasn't excited for tomorrow already, this moment just made him 10x more excited to see you again.

Maybe next time he'll get a taste of that pussy he's been fantasizing about.

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[smutinlove]

↳ CARL GRIMES MASTERLIST

—dedicated to the whores of alexandria and the walking dead.

special mentions: @hiro--aoki @carlsdarling @taylormarieee @loveforcarl @jas2010 (im mentally ill and these are my pookies)

rules for requesting

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Smut —Carl gets jealous when Ron tries to hit on you

Smut—Carl gets rough

Smut—Slutty slut

Smut-Dinner with Grimes—You and Carl decided to host dinner at your place. But you wanted to tease Carl, so you wore an extremely short dress.

Smut—Begging

Smut—Just sex

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Suggestive—Eyes apparently don't lie

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Fluff—Reader writes a love letter/appreciation letter

Fluff-Cabin—Carl Grimes asks to marry you

Fluff—CHRISTMAS SPECIAL

Fluff—NEW YEAR SPECIAL (2024)

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Angst—Carl, Rick, and Glenn notice that the reader hasn't been eating/sleeping. They force an intervention.

Angst—Reader cries about Carl's death

Angst—Reader dies. Carl cries. (Lineup)

Angst—Reader hurts herself. Carl comforts her.

Angst —Carl comforts an insecure reader. SH WARNING

Angst leading to fluff—Carl goes on a scavenging trip but gets lost. The reader goes to look for him.

Angst—After Negan kills readers father figure, Glenn Rhee, she and Carl start to fight a lot. One day, after an intense fight, Negan suddenly arrives to Alexandria. He manipulates the reader to Carl.

Angst/fluff—Dad figure Glenn. Carl hangs out with Enid a lot, making the reader jealous. !argument

Angst/fluff—Shy/sensitive reader. Carl and reader fight because she sneaks out and Rick scolds Carl, making him apologize.

Angst/fluff—Dad figure Glenn. Reader runs away because she hates Enid and her father figure adopted her. Carl finds her.

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Small Series

You were my light part 1 —The daughter of the now dead Negan Smith is walking in the woods. She thought she was alone. But she wasn't.

You were my light part 2

You were my light part 3

You were my light part 4

You were my light part 5

You were my light ALTERNATIVE ENDING—The daughter of Negan Smith wakes up from what she thought was real but was a dream. She wants to find him. Y/N Smith wants to find Carl Grimes.

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WORDS BURN HARD: CARL GRIMES X FEM!OC

Chapter One: The Woods

Chapter Two: Undetected

Chapter Three: Solitude

Chapter Four: a secret

Chapter Five: I watch as you're leaving

Chapter Six: Meddlsome

Chapter Seven: The Journal

Chapter Eight: A caged boy

Chapter Nine: Lavenders

Chapter Ten: Little Blue light

Chapter Eleven: Shopping and Paranoia

Chapter Twelve: The Start of Shame

Chapter Thirteen: War of Shame

Chapter Fourteen: Linked Destiny

Chapter Fifteen: Resurrection

Chapter Sixteen: coming soon

[willyoubemycherryy]

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ꨄ𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 >>> 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔, 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝟷𝟶 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚘𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚙𝚎-😂

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“Touchin’ me, telling me ‘we gotta go’ but this time I need to feel you…”

♡︎.

.♡︎

There’s something about him.

You’ve been noticing this something ever since he fuckedyoutillyousawstars persuaded you to give him all the babies he wants– before, you considered yourself possibly tall, but Bucky is taller; not only that, but he’s much broader than you, his shoulders remind you of mountain ranges and his body is solid, hard, and warm. Your body is caught between that body and the inside of your bedroom door, John’s handsome face tantalisingly close to yours. So close, in fact, that you can see the little flecks of olive green in Bucky’s deep blue irises, and the way his pupils dilate; you can see each crease in his full lower lip, the shadow of stubble on his jaw, the delicate wisps of hair on his forehead…

It almost felt like you couldn’t get pregnant fast enough.

You fist your hands in the front of his shirt, dragging him down to crush your lips together in a messy, open-mouthed kiss. Bucky wastes no time forcing his tongue past your teeth, pushing the your own tongue further back into your mouth as you moan, dutifully sucking the appendage into your mouth and letting your teeth graze over it. It’s obscene, really, with the way your practically fellating Bucky’s tongue. It’s also obscene how not a few minutes ago you were begging him for this exact moment.

Purring so sweetly in his ear all the ways he could take you, knock you up, that you were ovulating fucking Christ…

“Cmon baby, don’t you wanna make me a mommy? See my tits nice and heavy with milk for our baby?” And that’s all he heard before lust took over.

Bucky’s huge hands plunge up under your top, curling around the line of your waist and pulling you so close your bodies are flush against each other. Gasping, John’s thigh bullies its way between your legs. You don’t bother to stop yourself from grinding down against it, panties growing sticky as your stomach warms. Your heartbeat pulses loudly in your ears and throbs between your legs, your mind running away with ideas about how good he could breed you with what’s nestled between his legs and decide to play dirty.

“Please,” you coo, nibbling down on Bucky’s earlobe; the man jerks against you at the light sting, and his cock jumps in his pants as you roll your hips to meet the other’s. “S’what you want right? Let me make you a daddy, wanna be so full of you-”

“Turn around, bend over.”

You don’t want to tear yourself away from John, from his kisses, out of those strong arms – but you do, because you know that what’s coming will be so much better. You brace your hands on the door, arching your back and sticking out your ass clad only in panties, a dark stain spreading over the material from where you’d begun to grow wet. John rumbles in satisfaction from behind you, one hand pushing down your panties and the other pulling down his own trousers to release his thick, flushed cock from its confines. You glance back over your shoulder and his whole body shivers, from your scalp right to your toes, at the sight of it. It’s fat and heavy and huge, wrapped with dark veins that you suddenly very much want in your mouth. You push your ass out more, spreading your thighs and whining, practically humping the air in desperation.

John has to think straight enough for the both of you as you’re smaller than him and he doesn’t want to knock all your screws loose. “Bunny, I need to stre-“ you cut him off the pure want in your voice nearly blinding him.

“Hurry up, please, what you need to do is–,” you break off with a shuddering gasp as Bucky lines up his cock to your entrance and pushes, sliding his slick, fat cock in one stroke. His fingers are bruising against your hips, holding you in place as he tries to stuff in a few more inches. The head of his cock forces its way past the ridge of your hole, stretching it out, soon hitting the hard line of your cervix. The sound that falls from your pretty lips when Bucky’s cockhead kisses your cervix is barely human; it’s high, keening and wanting.

Bucky himself is curled over your body, trying his best to swallow down the immediate urge to ragdoll you. Soaking walls clench tight and hot and hungry around him, drawing sweat to the surface of his skin and causing each muscle in his body to tighten.

“Jesus bunny-!,” John manages to push out between clenched teeth, his eyes riveted on where your bodies are joined as he pulls out. The shaft of his cock is slick with your juices, those succulent folds glowing and swollen and clinging to his cock as though they don’t want to let him go. He pulls out just until the head rests inside your cunt, and then he slams back in, right to the base. His balls slap unforgivingly against your engorged clit and his little minx shudders again, humping your hips back impatiently.

“Fuckmefuckme, God, my pussy needs you so bad,” you gasp out. Legs shaking already, threatening to give out from underneath you; in fact you suspect you would have already fallen had it not been for Bucky’s hands elevating your hips.

“She doesn’t want to let me go,” John groans, body curling over yours as he picks up the pace. “Don’t worry, let me do all the work…I’ll give you what you want.”

You whine and spread your legs further, allowing his cock to pound even deeper into you, splitting apart the sensitive flesh of your pussy and hammering against your womb, pushing time and time again over the sensitive bundle of nerves nestled deep inside you. The bedroom fills obscene sounds: your desperate moaning, the slapping of skin on skin, the squelch of your cunt as Bucky plunges into it. He bites down hard into your shoulder, his hands leaving your hips and moving instead to crawl up your chest, taking two swollen nipples between his fingers and rolling them.

“F-fuck, Buck, n-not – ahn,” you, despite your protest, push your chest further into Bucky’s large, rough hands. You feel smothered, suffocated by him, so surrounded by his scent and his warmth. You’ve been invaded by him. You love it.

John tugs hard on your tits, his fingernails digging into the soft flesh. As he does, your pussy constricts around him and he groans, huffing into the nape of your neck.

“I need you to cum in me,” you whisper deliriously, face flushed and sweaty. “Cum in me, please –,”

Your pussy seems to drool even more at the thought, juices dripping down to the wooden floor you he thrust your hips back to meet John’s bruising thrusts.

“…mhmm, gonna put a baby in you,” John purrs, the thought making him almost feral, bringing him back to his most primal instincts. “Gonna fuck my baby into you, pretty… I want to see you swollen for me, fat with my child…” Then you would really be his, solely and completely, in body and mind and soul as you two would raise the beautiful result of your union. He fucks into you even more brutally, his hand dropping to your soft hips and working furiously at your swollen, raw clit.

At the new touch your back bows and you wail, the sound muffled only by the fingers Bucky shoves in your mouth.

“Do it,” you slur around the your husbands fingers as you suck at them, drooling. His thick fingers probe to the back of your tongue, taking it between them and rubbing it; your big eyes fill with overwhelmed tears and you shut them, giving your over completely to his pleasure. “Give me your babies, do it – oh – I’m so close, daddy –,”

“Cum,” John breathes hot in you ear, teeth closing down on the delicate whorl. “Squirt all over my cock mama.”

That’ll do it.

You cry out against Bucky’s fingers, hips humping wildly up and down his cock. Your body forces itself as far back as it can, bringing as much of Bucky’s cum inside as possible. Your thighs shake violently, one foot lifting off the floor completely as your orgasm wracks through you, eyes flickering back into your skull and you stop hearing. Drool dribbles down your chin, landing in fat drops on the floor as you lap at the fingers in your mouth between wails; your dripping, cunt gushing around the delicious stretch, sucking Bucky’s cock in as far as you can.

John grits his teeth hard, his thrusts growing erratic and messy as he climbs quickly towards his climax. He cums with thunder rolling through his skull, burying himself in the wet mushy heat of your cunt, his balls tightening as he releases load after load after load as deep inside you. His thumb, moving in trembling circles over your clit, sends you into a pretty, twitching, overstimulated mess.

His fingers drop from your mouth, slick and dripping, picking your limp body to the bed and dropping in an exhausted heap.

He’d ask if you needed anything but your already crawling on top of him, legs settling around his waist as you make yourself welcome at Ah La Hotel Egan.

You mumble out baby names as you try to stay awake, swearing you only “need a break, no nap” and John just watches you fondly, gaze full of tenderness.

“…better not get tired old man”, the irony of the yawn that follows makes him laugh, amused. Little did he know, when your twin girls are born, he’ll officially be outnumbered.

“I’ll do my best”.

♡︎ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ, ᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴏʟʟᴀʀ 😌

[itsgrimeytime]

The Nurse (Part Twelve) || Rick Grimes (TWD)

Part: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12...

AVAILABLE ON AO3

Taglist: @strnqer @1985bitch @curlycarley @imaginemyfavoritefics @crazytxgradstudent @addisonnie @whos6claire @taylvvrr @quicksilversg1rl @catt-leya @1tsk1tty @hopefulatrocity @fuseburner @idkseraphine @emo-potato-virgil @mcuclintasha @8crazy-freak8 @peepeepoopoobutt @crazyunsexycool @alixxhere @allthetroubleiveseen @dxrkymxrchy @taylormarieee

rick grimes taglist: @golden-hoax

Summary: Before all this, you were a nurse. A nurse who had patients, one of which was a man in a coma. A sheriff, you think, it was all kinda fuzzy now. When it all went sideways, you set up what you could for the man - but had to leave. You’d always wondered where he’d ended up; until in your search of shelter, you run into a familiar face.

TWS: mentions of death, gun violence (just violence in general), gunshot wounds, swearing, and all things typical of TWD.

[[A/N: heyyyyyy girlies, we're getting on the domestic train. And Carl is backkkk, yay !!!! I'm working on getting back into the groove of this one. Sorry if seems sort of slow, I'm working on it !!! Been waiting to use this gif on god. It's AHHHHHH- perfect, perfect. Thanks for reading !!!]]

Your legs were heavy, you realized when your eyes blinked open again -it had been a few days. You only knew that because of the little flashes of Rick feeding you, slow careful hands, and the affectionate gaze of blue. The haze of the sun through some of the windows -they were often very small but not completely unnoticed.

Warmth across your skin, you shifted -just barely. A sort of ache smoothing across your skin, you nearly hissed.

"Don't move too much," Hershel mumbled, light but pointed -worried, "-it'll hurt."

"Right," you spoke, scratchy, "-What's-"

"Shh," Hershel shushed, hand loosely motioning to you, "-ya got visitors. Imagine ya don't wanna wake 'em."

You pursed your lips, curious, but as your eyes surveyed your sides -sweeping across your legs, you faltered.

Right there, curled up to your calf was Carl. You couldn't quite see his face, the sheriff hat tipped onto the bed -maybe moved in his sleep? And now that you realized, you felt his tiny little hands wrapped around your leg.

The grip was strong, actually, fingers pulling at your pants slightly. And there was a spare thought then, that maybe Carl had thought if he had let go you'd disappear again. Just like you had before. Just like his Mom had... left his life so suddenly.

Something in your chest squeezed.

You frowned, using your good arm to move the hat safely to your other side -the gentle scratch against the sheet being the only sound in the room. You smiled, a teeny-tiny one and maybe your eyes got a little foggy, but no one would know but you.

The world almost seemed to slow then, as you carefully smoothed your hand down his hair (or what you could reach anyway).

He didn't move, eyes squeezed shut and chest rising and falling with each breath. Something in you relaxed. There wasn't a day you didn't worry about him, and Judith, of course.

The chairs beside you were starchly empty; though, one sat closer than the others right by your head -thin sheet tossed over the back and pillow leaned against the arm of it. Rick.

"Went off to help with the farm," Hershel followed your eyes, stepping forward and nonchalantly pressing his fingers to your shoulder -checking it over, "-should be back soon. Everythin' alright?"

"Yeah," you responded, slowly, "-just weird when he's not here."

"I'd believe it," he laughed -a soft sort of chuckle, "-he's been by y'er side nearly every second."

You smiled, something warm playing with the strings of your heart, well he loves me so... It only makes sense. With a few steady heartbeats, you shifted slightly -achy and light-headed from not moving for a bit you guessed.

Hershel paused, looking over your face, "I ain't gonna ask."

You rolled your eyes, but paused for a moment, hearing a shift down by your legs, the gentle scratch against the thin sheet. You froze, and so did Hershel, eyes peering down at the little head -Carl moved slightly, back and forth. The two of you merely watched.

And then suddenly, the little boy shot up.

Big blue eyes scattered for a moment, dashing across the room before settling on you. He froze in place, hair a little smushed, and face a little red from where he slept, something in you awed him. You smiled a tiny one, tilting your head to match his eyes better.

"You okay, Carl?"

It only took a second, eyes getting a little glossy, and bottom lip jutted out -he was crying. Your heart crushed at the sight, squeezing so tight you nearly felt tears in your own eyes.

"Oh, Carl," you soothed, stretching out your arms -despite the ache, the sharp pain of moving your shoulder.

He didn't hesitate, jumping into the hug -tiny little hands so desperately grabbing at your shirt and a distant little hum against your shoulder -sniffling. You frowned and pulled your right hand up to comb through his hair -slow, careful strokes.

"I thought you were dead," he muttered, so light you could hardly hear it, "-Dad said. Dad said he'd go get you but I... When Mom... he was wrong then too."

"Hey, hey, none of that now," you exhaled, tightening your left arm around him, "-I'm right here, okay?"

"You could've died," he spoke, such serious words for such a tiny voice -something in you startled for a moment, "-Dad he didn't even... I dunno what woulda happen if you died, Y/N."

"I know, honey, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have..."

You faltered, as he pushed further into your shoulder -you felt a bit of tears swipe against your shirt. You only held him tighter, smoothing your hand in his hair.

"I'm sorry that I scared you," you spoke, softly -like you were asking for forgiveness, just like with Rick, "-I didn't... I didn't think. I was just trying to protect you guys, but I should've thought about you a little bit more. You, your sister, and your Dad."

"Dad loves you," he spoke, muffled into your shirt -like maybe you were in his head on the verge of leaving and he wanted you to stay.

You smiled, a light one, something in your heart fluttering, "I know."

"'Me and Judith love you too."

You paused for a moment, tears gathering behind your eyes -good ones, wonderful ones. It made your heart slow and something gathered up in your chest -the warm, fuzzy feeling Rick always gave you but this was bigger. Something that swallowed you whole -filled a puzzle piece in your chest -a belonging.

"I love you guys too," you spoke quietly, voice breaking only a little -heart out on your sleeve, "-so much."

Hershel had long since left, and Carl would stay only a bit longer -you urged him to go get food when Carol had stuck her head in and said it was ready. He reluctantly left, after Carol gave you a hug -whispers of how happy she was you were okay left in the warmth.

It was only then that Rick came back into your room with a plate of food. It wasn't, on the surface, too much but in the apocalypse, you could tell it was served up for two.

"Hey, cowboy," you grinned, almost on instinct when you saw him.

He grinned back, sort of tired look around his eyes like maybe he had just been resting, as he leaned on the doorway -flannel shirt rolled up his arms, "Hey, ya hungry?"

"Why?" you teased, "-You gonna eat all that if I'm not?"

Rick rolled his eyes, stepping forward with sure steps -just by the chairs. Without so much as an extra thought, he set the plate down and leaned forward towards you -pressing a kiss on your forehead. The buzz of his stubble on your skin warmed you there, and your smile only grew bigger.

Love, he loves me.

He smiled, a sort of hazy affectionate one, and you wished you could take a picture of it -keep it right next to your heart. You wondered just how you missed it because you could see it all over his face. The fond look in his eyes, the small little pull of his lips, the way he just stared -like you were a painting hanging in a gallery and he wanted to see every detail. He loves you, how could you not see it?

Rick picked the plate back up and smiled -sitting back into the chair that was so obviously his.

It was silent for a few moments, as he scooted just a bit closer and helped you sit up with a sort of ease that made you wonder just how much he had cared for you the past few days. And then, he simply started feeding you -a bite for you, a bite for him, back and forth.

He still, even then, kept staring.

"What are you staring at?" You laughed, wiping at your mouth on the off chance that there was something there, "-Is there something on my face?"

"I'm just lookin' at ya," he hummed -before looking back down at the plate, gathering up another bite of what little sides you had.

Raising your eyebrows, you countered, "What for?"

"'Just..." he paused for a moment, "-just glad you're 'ere, sweetheart."

"You're such a sap, cowboy," you laughed, swatting at his arm.

He laughed, the crinkling of his eyes sending a spark down your spine, you almost keened with pride. Something in your hands telling you to reach out and trace them all -not now.

And then, it was quiet again. A comforting sort of quiet. Not like in... Not like when you were alone.

"Hershel told me ya talked to Carl," he echoed, adjusting the bite and bringing it to your mouth without so much as an extra thought, "-he's been waitin' to see you. I told him you needed to rest, but he... He won me over."

You watched his face, chewing your food as you tried to judge what he was thinking. Or maybe what you wanted to say.

"He was scared," you responded -a little guilty, "-that I... that I was too hurt. He was really scared. I felt... I think I helped him a little."

"No thinkin'," Rick corrected -probably sensing your guilt, "-ya did. You helped us all."

"I know, I just-" you sighed, smoothing your hands along the smooth sheet, "-you guys are everything to me. I should've seen that... that it means that I was everything to you guys. I was so scared of losing any of you... I forgot what it might feel like for you, or Carl, or Judith to lose me."

"You kno' now, that's all 'at matters," he spoke, head tilted to match yours and free hand leaned forward to smooth over your own -intertwining your fingers, "-I love you."

"I love you too."

[rickswh0r3]

arghhh im so late but here’s for your request @itsgrimeytime <3

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[smutinlovealt]

HELP!

My account, @smutinlove, was terminated. And I don't know why. I've tried emailing Tumblr but I haven't got a response. So, this might be where I post my fanfics. So, if you knew me, spread the word people. Again, I'll repost my fanfics here. But it'll take time. So yeah. Send some fic requests if you want! (For Carl Grimes of course)

Taglist: @jas2010 @carlsdarling @lilyvaleska @loveforcarl @taylormarieee

(can't remember the rest. If you knew me just let me know <3)

[twistedsweetie]

Hi angel, Are you ok? How are you feeling? How was work? How is your homework? Are you feeling stressed?

I miss you

Omg I just saw this:/ sorry my love. I’m good! Work is meh. Kind of wanna quit but… don’t know what else to do hahah. Homework is fun! I love my classes rn they are really engaging and interesting.

Stress levels are… meh as well. I’m going through it lol but I’m definitely doing ok! Just gotta get in the gym I think and I’ll feel a little better with some dopamine getting through this overactive mind lol.

How about you? How’s life? How’s the man?

[dollyfl1rt]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people you adore! Absolutely no pressure but. It's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out <3

londyn is my wife in case you guys forgot

[crimsonbubble]

Look at my man!!!

The way I have this fanart liked and bookmarked 😭😭😭

[dollyfl1rt]

love everyone on this list and lon lon 🩷🩷

I just wanted to announce a few things...

For one: I'M BACK!!!! I mean I was slightly active but I rarely interacted with my moots, I miss you guys.

Two: I would like to say that I miss all my wives now let's make another list about my wives since Valentine's day was a few days ago and I didn't get to do this.

@dollyfl1rt : I love her so much, she is so cute and I was so sad when her first account got terminated, I thought I lost her forever. I was gonna cry. She's so sweet and a very open and down to earth person. She's someone you can get along with and is so kind. She is someone I feel like I could always talk to about literally anything and I wish her nothing but the best in life. She's amazing. I love you and Happy Late Valentines Day!❤️

@dustbunniess : I love her because she's funny, amazing, very peaceful and just so cute! I love how we have the same interests and can talk whenever, she's obvi a very busy woman but she's someone I look up to and someone I adore very much so Happy late Valentines day baby ;)💕

@sinsandsweetness : My first wife. I love her because she's number one and she's so wise and well spoken. She cares about the people in her life and she reminds me of the goddess Athena smm because she's so wise and just and incredibly smart and wonderful person. I love her with all my heart so as well Happy Late Valentines day babe💋

@liliesdiary : Straight up i'm gonna say it, SHE REMINDS ME OF APHRODITE!!!! Like she's so cute and her aesthetic is so cute and adorable! I love her so much even though I haven't talked to her in so long, she's so sweet and I miss talking to her, I hope everything is good and well for her. I love you my little daughter of aphrodite🎀 Happy Late Valentines Day!

@cherryredstars : This is my little gossip bestie! We literally gossip so much! She's amazing and her fics are just as amazing and she's also so well spoken and adorable. She reminds me of a golden retriever but yet a sophisticated black cat. She's so sweet and an incredible person overall! I wish her nothing but the best in life, and someone better love her just as much as I do. Happy late valentines day baby!💝

@writella : THIS IS MOTHER RIGHT HERE AND I LOVE HER! She is so kind and fun to talk to and I really enjoy talking to her and getting praise from her cuz yk, it's mother were talking about here. I love her and miss her! have not talked to her in a while so I hope she's ok, I love you and Happy Late Valentine's day babes!❣️

@hutchersonsgurl : THIS IS TWINN RIGHT HERE! I LOVE THIS GIRL SMM CUZ SHE'S SOOO FUNNY AND ENERGETIC! I love how we relate to the same things and I love how she is so cool and fun! Love you and Happy Late Valentines day twinn!💜

@luvrxbunny : I love her, we haven't talked in a while but she's just so fun and cool. I feel for her when she has sad daysd and goes through a lot of hard times but I hope she gets through it and I love her so much I hope she feels better and can finally be happy! I love you and Happy Late Valentines Day pretty girl!❤️‍🩹❤️

Saved the best for last... @versatilehater I LOVE THIS GIRL WITH EVERYTHING IN ME EVERY CELL, EVERY FIBER, EVERY ORGANISM AND FUNCTIONING VESSEL! She is my love and my best friend! I love her like no other and I love how she treats me, she is so cute and so sweet and I love her the absolute most! She's so kind and funny and freaky (my favourite part) Shes so amazing and I love her. HAPPY VALENTINES DAY MAMA!💓💞💖

I LOVE YOU ALL! HAPPY LATE VALENTINES DAY TO THOSE WHO DIDN'T HAVE ONE! HAPPY LATE VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL THE LADIES THAT WERE ALONE!

❤️

XOXO, Londyn<333

[smutinlove]

—​DICK GRAYSON MASTERLIST

—dedicated to the whores​ ​of​ bl​ü​dhaven

Special Mentions: @hiro--aoki @carlsdarling @jas2010 @taylormarieee @loveforcarl

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Smut/leading to smut but isn't there yet

NSFW Alphabet—for the ladies who noticed the lack of dick grayson content.

Breeding Kink—Dick sees how good you are with Roy's daughter and wants to put a baby in you.

In the shower—Hot shower sex.

College!Dick Grayson headcanon—he would do it to your fav song. he's snarky, he's THE shit. and he's ours <3 (slightly suggestive so it'll go here bbg)

Safeword—Dick and Jason headcanons to you using the safeword.

Belt loops—Dick is a little handsy sometimes. PDA? That's his thing.

Wayne Gala with a twist—Dick sees men staring at you but he wants them to know that YOU are HIS. (Basically hot sex in Bruce's office)

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Fluff

SFW Alphabet—for the ladies who know dick grayson is just another softie <3

Fluff headcanons—sweet fluff

Dick Grayson: first anniversary headcanons—this is cute. dick grayson is a gentleman. !gender neutral reader

Missed me?—an injured nightwing comes home... he's in a teasing mood.

Mission gone wrong—A simple mission. How'd you two end up married?

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Angst

King of my heart—You and him cannot be together. You two are from different worlds. !Fem!Knight!reader x !Prince!Dick Grayson.

Insecurities —Fem!reader

coming soon...

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

[willyoubemycherryy]

❦𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐!! _𝙱𝚎𝚝-. . 𝚢𝚘-𝚞_ 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍-__𝚞𝚜?-. 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕-_𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎?.-. 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢-//?!

𝐼𝑡’𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤😂💕𝑇𝑜𝑝 𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡: @eymie @b1mb0slvt @luvlydeja @taylormarieee @missusnora @eleanorbaybars

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜❥ 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝, 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝙸 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗, 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚘 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚝, 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗-𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎’𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘, 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎̨𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚜𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝, 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔, 𝚕𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗

“𝑰 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅...“

࣪✧. 🜸°. ໒꒱✧. • 𐙚˙⋆.˚.

Don’t let men with recovering orbital fractures finger you in their bed while hospitalized.

If that was ever a rule, spoken or unspoken, boy would they be pissed at you now.

“Wider, bunny. You wanna help me get better right?” Bucky cooed into your ear from where his chest was plastered to your back.

Choking down your moan almost guiltily because you really did want him to feel better, it was one of the things you told him when you’d first seen him after he had finally got back from that awful camp. You had gotten a call (the quickest one of your life) that they had taken him to the hospital immediately, to check the extent of all possible injuries, watch for any possibly contracted diseases, etc.

It was day 3 of him being in there but he’d been misbehaving restless since you’d arrived.

You shouldn’t be too cross with him because he couldn’t help it.

John missed you so much that when he finally got back on familiar ground, what ran through his thoughts was mostly you and then just 2 hours later, you were there. Filling his senses with your sweet scent, filling his hands with the softness of your curves as your lovely voice filled his head. Christ, how he missed you. All of you.

However, his body’s reaction to you after being depraved of you for so long was…intense. To say the least.

While you were worried after his health and overjoyed at having him back, Bucky was on you like a dog on water.

So naturally the second the doctors deemed him well enough to only check up on him every couple hours instead of every 30 minutes, he wasted no time sweet-talking you from your chair into his bed where he currently had 3 of his stupidly thick fingers pumping knuckle deep inside your drenched pussy.

The noise outside reminded you that this was a busy hospital making your arousal spike on edge, the chances of someone opening the door and seeing you with your heaving tits out, pretty dress around your waist, as Bucky made you cry out while your fluttering cunt gaped around his fingers…

“Hnnnggh…I-I’m trying! Y’ hand's just t-too big“, you whine, eyes watering when he thrusts upwards right into the spot that makes your twitching walls gush slick.

“Now now, that’s not it Bunny- this cunt’s just too goddamn small..“ Bucky rasps into your ear, a shiver wracks up your spine.

The only response you could get out was a whine that cut into a watery gasp when he bought his other hand to play with your swollen clit, swirling the wet pulsing nub in firm circles, biting his lip at the gorgeous display you made.

Your ears were beginning to ring with the effort of staying quiet, eyes watering in pleasure and embarrassment when you caught through the haze, just how loud your cunt sounded being thoroughly fucked by John’s big fingers.

The slick in and out of has your eyes mindlessly rolling back, body quivering from how good it feels as you get closer, your pussy practically sucking his fingers in as your walls tighten like a slick fist. John groans in your ear as he looks down, seeing how gone you are with your stretched cunt creaming all over his hand.

“Shhh, so good for me bunny….just like that. Makin’ me feel so much better already.” He whispers in your ear, licking across your jaw before dragging his fingers almost all the way out before sinking them back into your sopping pussy, jaw dropping open in a silent scream with his fat middle finger crooked as he nails your g spot.

Your muscles spasm violently and the original goal of keeping it down, gets further and further in the shadow of your impending orgasm plus Bucky wasn’t helping at all with the pure filth coming out of his mouth. He’d always been a dirty talker, quick witted risqué lines that made you blush even back when he’d first been pursuing you….but this?

“C’mon baby, listen to that..my girls sound so sweet gettin’ a good fucking hm?”

“God I missed you, you’re almost too tight now. Can’t wait til we get home so I can properly break her in.”

“Mhmm bet you feel real good yeah? Drippin’ everywhere my slutty little bunny.” He hissed into your ear.

Oh dear god.

The moment your hiccuping whines bubbled to desperate moans in your throat, John slapped the hand that had been on your clit over your mouth, muffling your wails as white hot pleasure took you over the edge.

Shudders wrack your body while you cum, clit throbbing in time with your spasming walls while the lack of oxygen and your muffled moans add to the intensity of your orgasm. John’s hand slows a bit as he fucks you through it, almost putting your overstimulated self in a coma, kissing the tear trail down the side of your eyes; cock harder than ever as he waits for you to come down.

“Oooh. That was a good one, wasn’t it baby?”

Hand still over your mouth as you drop your head down in a wrecked “yes”. John hums as he manhandles your limp body around to face him, laying you on his chest and smoothing your dress down right as the door begins to open, uttering one last soaking promise into your ear…

“If you think you felt something now, just wait until we get home…gonna feel how much I missed you when I’m wearing that pussy out.”

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