“Let Me” 18+!!!!
Rick x Reader - “Let me”
Alrighty.... here it is. I finally sat my ass down and got this done. If I didn’t make myself work on it, I’d have never finished it. And honestly.... I’m not sure how I feel about it yet, but I guess it’s because I haven’t had a chance to come back to it and see it from a fresh perspective.
Regardless, I am happy to finally post it and truly hope it meets your expectations, or that you at least enjoy it!
I burst through the door of my home causing a huge bang to ring out, and awkwardly hobbled over to the couch where I promptly dropped my duffel bag and myself.
The sudden commotion caused Rick to peer around the corner from the kitchen at me,
“You alright?” he questioned, concern spreading over his features
“Yep” I winced, gingerly pulling up my pant leg to examine my ankle.
No swelling, no bruising... that’s a good sign. I am extraordinarily clumsy, so much so that it’s almost a running joke in the community of Alexandria. Why anyone ever allowed me out on runs, I’ll never know. But I guess when it comes down to it, I can do what I need to and that’s what matters the most.
“Hey, hey” Rick strode over, his face still taught with worry, “let me take a look”.
He kneels down in front of me and slowly takes my foot into his large hands. For a man who’s hands are so calloused and rough, his touch sure is delicate. The contact sends a jolt of electricity through my body, and I try to ignore the image of Rick kneeling before me. I swallow hard and stare at the ceiling, hoping to avoid my brain running away with that thought.
“So, you gonna tell me what happened this time?”, he almost chuckled, and I simply rolled my eyes in response.
“Long story short,” I started, feeling a grin creep it’s way across my face, “I guess I forgot how to walk and tripped over a root. I rolled it pretty good. I just wish I had a cooler story”. His blue eyes flashed up at me, eliciting a short chuckle from him as he shook his head.
“Well, it doesn’t look like it’s sprained, so I think you’re safe.” He sighed, “As for how it happened, we can just tell people they should see the other guy.”
Rick winked at me, and a chortle escaped my throat at his comment.
I’d been friends with Rick for a long time, ever since the prison. And I’d be lying through my teeth if I’d said I hadn’t been attracted to him since day 1, but when we met between Hershel’s farm and the prison he had much bigger, much more personal things going on. I wanted to be respectful and kept my distance, despite his marriage with Lori clearly being over. I knew the love he had for her ran deep, as did the love for the infant she’d been carrying.
I couldn’t help but wonder sometimes if he had similar feelings for me though. Every now and then, when I’d turn around, I could almost swear that his gaze was lingering on me before he’d swiftly turn around and resume what he was doing.
I still didn’t want to risk making anything awkward, or ruining the friendship that had bloomed between us, especially as we were currently sharing a house together in Alexandria. But once again I’d be an absolutely filthy liar if I tried to tell you that living in such close quarters with him and having such a domestic lifestyle didn’t cause my feelings to become stronger. It just felt so natural. So much so that I could see us having a life together of our own. I was great with Judith, and I’d nurtured a bond with Carl. I loved them both like my own. And yet, I couldn’t allow myself to admit my feelings for Rick, despite how naturally our friendship had flourished months ago.
I tore my mind away from my thoughts and back to reality, where Rick was still kneeled before me, with an eyebrow cocked and a questioning look emanating from his gorgeous blue eyes.
“What’s got you so deep in thought?” he questioned, in almost a teasing manner.I could feel the warmth radiating from his body.
I felt a mild blush start to creep across my cheeks as I just shook my head,
“Oh, nothing. Was just day-dreaming”, I fibbed. I wasn’t about to tell him it was about him, bu there it was... t I couldn’t help noticing that his gaze had also lingered momentarily. Just for a moment, but I was almost certain at what I’d seen.
He cleared his throat, before getting up and straightening out his pant legs,
“Well, your foot seems ok. Just try to keep it up and, maybe take it easy for the next few days. Lots of capable people here to go out for supplies.” He winked and I watched, almost hypnotized as his long, toned legs carried him back into the kitchen.
God, did I ever want to know what those thighs felt like beneath me.
My skin was still burning from where he touched my foot. I could almost still feel his fingers on me, gently caressing away any pain I’d had.
Once again, I shook my head, trying to get rid of those damn thoughts, and pulled myself off the couch and up the stairs to bed, calling out a quick “Good night” to Rick before disappearing over the landing..
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I awoke slowly, feeling the dryness of my throat.
As I came around, I realized the entirety of the house was silent and immediately knew it must have still been the middle of the night.
Ever since we got this house, Rick was adamant on allowing me the bedroom. I had tried to tell him I didn’t need it, but he was content enough just sleeping on the couch- and so sleep on the couch he did.
Sometimes though, I couldn’t help imagining what it would be like to share a bed with him, feeling his warm body next to me, our limbs tangled up with one another’s ... taking in his scent as we lay in bed together. Oh, his scent.
Sometimes, the thought of his warmth in the bed next to me would lead my mind to other things, like his weight above me, his blue eyes staring down at me intently. I tried to imagine how his face would look coated with lust. I tried to imagine his voice- I could only expect that it would be much lower and gravelly than normal. I sighed to myself as I felt my throat grow even dryer at the mental images my brain was producing, and flung the covers back to get a glass of water.
Slowly, I snuck down the hall, past Carl and Judith’s rooms, and down the steps. The hardwood floors were cool beneath my feet, and I enjoyed the sensation as I padded through the house to the kitchen.
As I passed through the living room, I couldn’t help but notice Rick was still awake- he had the side lamp on and was stretched out with a book in-hand. I spotted the title and immediately recognized it as one I’d brought back from my run earlier. A smile crept across my face as I continued on into the kitchen.
I took a few moments to drink my water, and take in the silence of the house. The silence. It’s something we didn’t get much of in the prior months, or even years, since the beginning of all of this. Sometimes, it was almost deafening. But most of the time, it was extremely welcome. I sighed contentedly, and headed back through the living room where Rick was still seated, but this time he was resting the book in his lap and his eyes were fixed on me.
Maybe it was the dim lighting from the lamp next to him, but his eyes seemed softer than usual.
I grinned, trying to ignore the slight awkwardness creeping up inside from not knowing what to do.
“So, I see you like the book?”
“Yeah”, he replied, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it, “It was one of my favourites.”
“Yeah, I remembered you telling me about it, a while ago and couldn’t help picking it up yesterday. I knew you’d enjoy it”.
His eyes were still trained on me, his gaze nearly burning a hole through me. I subconsciously toyed with the hem of my sleep shirt, feeling mildly awkward and not knowing what to do.
A thick silence filled the room.
“Well,” I cleared my throat, “I’m glad you like it, get some rest and I’ll see you bright and early as usual.”
Just as I turned to go back up the stairs, Rick’s voice rung out, slicing into the silence in the room, calling my name.
I stopped and turned back around, only to see him on his feet and striding over to me. His bare feet not making a sound despite how quickly he was upon me.
Before I knew it, Rick was towering over me, his eyes boring into mine. His scent overwhelmed my senses, and the warmth radiating from his torso was making my head spin.
His eyes were darker than I’d seen them before, keeping me entirely in a trance with no idea what to do or what to say.
I lightly gasped as I felt his hand come to rest on my waist.
The tension between us was almost electric.
“Rick, I-” I stammered, but he cut me off, gently shushing me.
“I see the way you look at me”, he stated, “I see it all the time, and I’d be a fool not to notice-.”
I felt my cheeks get insanely hot, and prayed to all that was holy that it wasn’t visible in the darkness.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you-”
Again, he cut me off,
“No. You have nothing to apologize for. I was going to say I’d also be a fool not to feel the same way”, he chuckled quietly, biting his lip, “I see what you do for me, Carl and Judith. Always going out of your way for us. Doing more than you need to”.
I looked at the floor for a moment, thinking about his words- and he was right. Always picking up something that I thought one of them would like, whether it be comics for Carl, some toys for Judith, for Rick- books, clothing, favourite snacks, etc.
I guess I’d never really acknowledged it but I had a deep-seated desire to take care of the man who so tirelessly took care of everyone else. Call it what you will, but I realized I loved this man and must have been inadvertently showing it this entire time.
My cheeks burned as the sudden reality washed over me.
I felt a calloused finger make the most gentle contact with my chin, and pull my face up to look him in the eyes again.
He didn’t blink. His gaze never faltered. The hand that was under my chin slowly but surely made it’s way to the base of my neck, where he firmly, yet ever so gently pulled me towards him.
I was like putty in his hands at this point, my entire body was on fire and I could barely process what was happening. Time felt like it was moving in slow motion.
Our faces were so close, I could just barely feel his lips ghosting over mine. His smell was so intoxicating. He hesitated for a moment,
:”Is this okay?”
I barely skipped a beat, nodding my head vigorously.
With that, he closed the gap between us and pressed his lips against mine. They were soft. So incredibly soft.
Rick was always such a rough and tumble guy, and despite having seen him with Judith and with Carl, I was almost shocked with how soft and gentle he was being with me.
Electricity surged through my veins. My head swam. The room spun.
Our lips moved against one another, slowly growing more passionate, sighs beginning to tumble from our lips between lingering kisses.
My hands snaked their way up his chest, pausing for a moment so I could savour the warmth radiating from under his shirt. His shoulders were broad and I could feel his muscles gliding under his skin as his hand worked through my hair.
I had touched Rick before- being friends for years, this was nothing new to me- but this situation felt incredibly different. I’d never touched him in this way, while allowing my desire to guide me.
The warmth of his body was causing the fantasies from earlier to return in full force, fueled by the sound of his breathing becoming heavier and the closeness of our bodies.
Slowly, he pulled away and met my gaze. A shaky breath escaped my lips.
“Are you sure this is okay?” Rick asked, his blue eyes absolutely burning into mine.
Slowly, I stepped forward until our bodies were pressed together, holding Rick’s gaze.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything.”, I state boldly, while simultaneously questioning where this sudden confidence was coming from.
My breath hitched as Rick’s strong hand squeezed my waist and pressed my body even tighter to his, and in the dim lighting I saw a smirk begin to work its way across his beautiful lips.
Before I knew what was happening, his strong hands made contact with the backs of my thighs and within one swift movement I was no longer on the ground, and instead, resting on his hips.
I could feel his strong fingers massaging my ass, while balancing me perfectly against him and giving my aching core a sense of relief as I felt his cock pressing against me. Suddenly, I was aware of just how wet I was for him, and could wait no longer.
My mind flooded with things I’d only been able to dream of before, but now, it was really going to happen. I could no longer wait to finally see his beautiful face contorted with pleasure, or hear his voice low and rough, thick with lust. I needed to feel his weight above me, and allow him to fill me completely.
The thought made my pussy twitch, and I gasped as I felt his cock return the favour beneath me.
“Rick” I gasped, my fingers tugging at his soft curls, “Take me”.
He growled.
“Shit, I thought you’d never ask”, and with that, he wasted no time heading for the stairs.
Moments later, he was crashing into the bedroom, our lips still colliding and my small frame still held tightly against his tall, muscular body, panting and gasping during our passionate exchange.
The entire time I could feel my pussy twitching as every step he took pressed his cock right into my needy core before tumbling onto the bed with me still in his arms.
Not wasting another moment, my fingers began frantically undoing the buttons on his shirt, hungrily grasping at the material and yearning to feel his skin on mine.
His hands were so large and warm as they slid beneath my shirt, gently grabbing and squeezing the soft flesh of my sides. I felt so small beneath his touch, and the feeling only turned me on more. I wanted to submit to him entirely.
I watched as he sat up for a moment and let his gaze trail down my body to admire the scene before him, his piercing blue eyes stopping for a moment as they caught sight of my nipples pressing through the delicate fabric of my shirt. His eyes were full of lust, and what also seemed like disbelief as he continued to take all of me in.
His hands worked my shirt up further, exposing my midriff and my hips. He pressed his fingers into the softness of my stomach, and slowly, agonizingly trailed them downwards to play with the hem of my panties.
They were plain. Cotton. A simple bow in front. And yet he looked on admiringly regardless.
He continued staring intently, and I began to squirm under his gaze, simultaneously turned on and feeling slightly self conscious.
His eyes flashed back up to mine and he must have noticed my inquisitive look, because continued dragging his hand downward until he traced my slit over the fabric, causing me to buck my hips and stifle a whimper.
Rick sucked in a breath as I felt him press his thumb gently against the pooling wetness in my panties.
His cock twitched in his pants, tearing my focus away from his face and I felt my eyes widen at the size of what I would be working with. His cock was so hard that I could see a clear outline of his shape straining against his thigh.
My needy cunt clenched and our eyes flickered to one another, knowing he felt it as he toyed with my slit some more. His touch was agonizingly slow and delicate, so much so that it almost irritated me.
Without warning, while holding my gaze, he pressed against the now clear wet spot and a slight sigh tumbled from his lips as he felt the slick seep through the fabric and coat his fingers.
My jaw fell slack and I thought I saw a trace of amusement flit across his features as I felt my eyelids flutter at the sensation.
“Baby” I breathed, “Please, touch me”.
Rick’s head tilted back and his adams apple dipped as he swallowed hard, trying to stifle a moan at my sudden words before allowing himself to fall forward over me and staring me directly in the face.
Once again, his eyes were boring into mine and I could do nothing but stare back.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this” I murmured, “I’ve thought about your touch more times than I can count”.
His eyes only seemed to darken more as he took in my words.
“Oh yeah? That all you thought about darlin’?” he growled in my ear.
My tongue trailed over my bottom lip before I responded,
“No”.
Rick smirked and cocked an eyebrow, moving my panties to the side and ever so slowly feeling soft flesh of my lips.
“Tell me what else”.
I gulped. Suddenly, his eye contact intimidated me. I gathered my strength, and slowly mustered out the words I know he’d been waiting for,
“Your cock”, I sighed,
Immediately he knelt down the rest of the way and the tip of his tongue parted my lips, ghosting lightly over my most sensitive bundle of nerves, just as delicately as the words ghosted over my lips.
Immediately I bucked my hips again and my hands hungrily tangled themselves in his hair. One had continued to hold my panties to the side, and slid a large finger inside my desperate centre. He slowly worked his other hand up to massage my inner thigh.
“Good girl” he murmured against my cunt.
“You take such good care of us” he continued, barely above a whisper “Now let me take care of you”
I inhaled so sharply as his lips formed a seal around my clit and he graced me with a moan- the vibration and sound combined to send me into a frenzy, my vision going white for a moment.
I felt him chuckle against me, as he continued to pump his finger in and out of me, before sliding another one inside in one fluid motion.
My fingers pulled his hair and I no longer had control of my body as my hips bucked and squirmed, trying to grind into him. He gratified me and pressed his face into my soaking wet centre once again, his tongue expertly attending to me where I needed him most.
Just then, without warning, he pulled away to tower over me once again.
I whined at the sudden absence of his touch, and felt my pussy clench for the millionth time around nothing as he licked his lips and dragged the back of his hand across his mouth.
I felt my eyebrows furrow and had to resist the urge to pout at his sudden withdrawal, because as much as I was disappointed to lose his touch, I also knew what was coming next.
Just as I suspected, his hands went straight for his belt and expertly undid it in one expert movement.
I watched as he undid his button, zipper and then slowly slide his pants down.
His cock finally sprung out, and I felt myself salivating at the thought of taking him into my mouth, my eyes locked onto his length, staring hungrily.
I couldn’t tell what I wanted more- to feel his cock in my mouth, or to feel him stretch out my soaking cunt, and I think he could tell.
“Easy, girl” he bit his lip, slowly rubbing himself a couple of times through his boxers, looking at me with clear amusement on his face yet again.
“Rick”, my voice was much lower than I anticipated, “Take it off”.
He smirked again, hooking his thumbs into his waistband and taking his sweet time working his boxers down over his hips- doing so agonizingly slowly over his shaft, watching me closely to gauge my reaction.
“Rick“, his name came out as more of a squeak, “Please. I need you”.
He paused for a moment, contemplating whether he was going to adhere to my demands or not, clearly feeling cocky.
Finally, he decided to give me what I’d asked for and freed himself- my jaw fell open as I finally got to take in the beauty of this man in his purest form.
My mouth watered, and without waiting, I was up on my knees and crawling towards him.
I hesitated before taking his thick cock in my hand - the sheer size made my hand look so small. His cock twitched in my hand, as I admired each and every inch of him. His cock was even more beautiful than I’d imagined, and unable to wait a second longer, I took him into my mouth.
His head fell back and I heard his breath catch as the head of his cock made contact with my warm tongue. I began slow- swirling my tongue gently around his head, taking in the warmth and savouring the taste of him. While I worked the head with my tongue, I gently pumped his shaft with my other hand.
A string of curse words spilled from his lips between pants and poorly stifled grunts.
His cock twitched in my mouth as he fought the urge to thrust into my throat. I placed my other hand on his toned thigh to brace myself, allowing my thumb to massage small circles into his skin.
I formed a seal with my lips and let him fall from my mouth with a gentle ‘pop’, before working my way down, dragging my lips down the underside of his dick, and then flicking my tongue back up his length, following the most beautiful vein I’d seen, before placing the lightest kiss to his tip which was soaked in precum.
At that, his hand effortlessly found its way into my hair and collected a handful. I allowed my lips to part for him, and took in as much of him as I possibly could, letting my jaw fall open as far as it could, and trying to accommodate hm into my throat as best I could without gagging.
His grip in my hair tightened and he briefly thrusted into me as he lost control of himself for a moment, causing me to gag, and his cock to twitch a few times at the sensation of my throat contracting around him.
My tongue flicked up and down, while I also bobbed on his dick, wanting to give him the best sensation I could.
Just then, Rick pulled my hair and removed me from his dick. Forcefully.
I looked up at him, and my attention turned to my own pussy and how much I had drenched my underwear and my thighs. I loved looking at him from this angle, it felt so god damn erotic.
“Stop. I’m supposed to be taking care of you” he hissed.
“Sorry”, I shrugged, “I couldn’t help myself”
Rick chucked darkly and tilted his head,
“I had no idea you were such a giver.”
I had no response, I just smiled back proudly, knowing just from his response that I’d already exceeded his expectations.
After another moment, I turned my attention from his eyes back to his cock, and realized it was truly the most incredible thing I’d ever seen.
I couldn’t get enough. He was the perfect combination of hard and strong, but also so smooth in my mouth.
“I love tasting you”. I didn’t even think before responding, and my eyes widened at the words that just fell from my mouth.
“Fuck” he growled, “Bend over”
He grabbed me firmly and flipped me over in one fluid movement, pressing his hand down on my back to signal me to bend, with which I complied.
I spread my legs and buried my face into the pillow just in time, as he immediately also buried his cock in my pussy. The stretch was incredible, and I cried out as my pussy suddenly had to adapt to his size.
The strength of his cock was even better in my pussy, and feeling how hard he was absolutely drove me insane. The pillow muffled what would have been an uncontrolled moan, and I felt his strong hand slap my ass before kneading into me again.
His dick twitched and throbbed inside me, while his hands gripped my hips. His thrusts were sloppy, and his other hand worked it’s way around to my front and found that little nub between my legs.
Feeling his weight behind me, the pads of his fingers expertly working me, his thrusts sloppy and hard, and the soft, restrained moans and grunts tumbling from his lips and into my ears was nearly too much to take.
I felt my cunt contracting around him, and I know he felt it too as he pulled out and roughly slammed back into me, the sound of skin on skin slapping filled the room, along with our ragged breathing and the occasionally profane exclamations.
“Fuck baby” he grunted, as his pace quickened, “You feel so good”.
His fingers continued to rub circles into my clit, adjusting to my responses and reactions. He began to put more pressure and the circles matched tempo with his thrusts.
I felt my stomach begin to tighten, and that familiar jolt of pleasure signalling the arrival of my climax. I shoved my face back into the pillow and cried out as my cunt began to twitch.
:”Cum for me babe”. he groaned
“Please” I cried between gasps, “Please cum in me.”.
I tried to hold back on my climax, until I felt his cock begin twitching as well and he could no longer control his moans and grunts.
I finally allowed myself my own release, and Ricks hands grabbed my ass as hard as he could while we both rode out our high’s together.
Eventually, his thrusts slowed, and we both collapsed onto the bed- him on top of me, and his cock still twitching lazily inside of me.
He placed a kiss to my cheek and sighed contentedly before rolling off me and pulling my small body into his, holding me protectively and stroking my hair, before we eventually drifted off together.
I was absolutely looking forward to this new dynamic, and couldn’t wait to continue taking care of each other.
