Lowkey what if Rickbot was being all romantic and fucking reader in place of Rick and he just happens to walk in?
like you mean it. ✮ rick sanchez
ft. rick c-137 x fem reader, rickbot x fem reader
warnings: nsfw under the cut so 18+, rick being mean to you and rickbot lol, implied cucking, maybe slightly ooc rick, not proofread
notes: I READ A FIC LIKE THIS ONCE!!!! i cannot find it for the life of me but if anyone knows where it is PLEASE lmk. it was great. this turned out kinda bad but i hope u enjoy!!
“you always look so good like this, so- so pretty, why don’t i tell you that more often?” rick mumbled against your skin, sounding almost like he was cursing himself for his behavior. “always so- always so good to me, should give you my attention like this every- every day, huh?” he said with a smile, kissing the soft skin of your shaky thigh. “so good- taste even better, though.”
you laughed, panting from your all-too-recent second orgasm. rick had almost begged you to let him settle between your thighs after you’d had a particularly long day - a more than welcome gesture, one which would’ve seemed out of place only a couple months ago. it’s not that rick wasn’t a giver when you had sex, not by any means, he just usually wasn’t one to make the effort to help you relax. and you’d gotten used to that.
he’d changed recently, and it was almost too good to be real. the first few days, you were unsettled by his sudden niceness. of course, he tended to be slightly nicer to you than to the others around him, but you knew rick better than most others anyway, and it was unusual for him to be so selfless. he seemed to be more genuine when he spoke. he cut back on his ‘errands’, opting to spend more time at home. he went three full days without sending a single jab at jerry, and that alone made you think he’d lost it. morty thought the same, side-eyeing his grandpa when he said something or another that usually would be followed by a punchline. but slowly, you all started to get more comfortable with the ‘new’ rick, even if you wondered where he came from.
rick’s long fingers trailed up your sides, his cold fingertips snapping you out of your thoughts. “y-you okay, sweetie?” he asked, positioning himself above you. you nodded with a smile, trying to even out your breathing. “mhm, i’m great, actually.” he grinned back, leaning down to kiss you when the hatch in the garage floor slammed open. you all but jumped out of your skin, scrambling to cover yourself under the assumption summer or morty had walked in on you.
“you’ve been fucking her? did- did you forget i can see what the fuck you’re doing whenever i want to?”
you sat up slowly on the little couch that’d been recently moved into the garage, covering your body with rick’s discarded lab coat. you looked between the rick next to you and the rick climbing out of the floor, trying to piece together the situation. “you dumb fucking robot, you had one job-“
“hey, my job was to be a better you!” the rick next to you said defensively, starting to put an arm around you. you swatted it away, scooting away from him as you realized what had happened. “are you fucking kidding, rick? how long has- where have you been?” you asked incredulously, shooting a glare at the more disheveled version of your boyfriend. he all but ignored you, coming closer to the- rickbot?- as he continued to berate it.
“are you kidding? you think that- that because you’re up here and i’m not, you can get away with touching her like that?” rick laughed in disbelief, leaning over rickbot. any other time, you’d be proud of the way he was trying to defend you, and honestly more than a little turned on. rickbot stared up at his maker, opening his mouth to argue back when you interjected. “you can’t even be mad, rick, at least he fucks me like he means it!”
rick stopped, scoffing as he turned to you. “well, you’ve never complained before, huh? y-you never have any criticism when i make you cum so hard you cry, do you?” you shut your mouth, uncertain how to respond. his words embarrassed you, even more so knowing they were true- rick never gave you any reason to complain. you just wanted to hurt him back. “you got some more smart shit you wanna throw at me? go right- go right ahead, we’re all fucking waiting.” you couldn’t respond, tears starting to prick at your eyes. it was all too much. rickbot reached over to rub your bare shoulder, a pained look on his face as the sight of your reaction. rick slapped his hand away, glaring at him as he pushed rickbot to the ground next to the couch and settled in his spot. rick pulled you closer to him by your ankles, exposing you to him as your back fell against the couch cushions.
“h-hey!” you cried out, glancing down at rickbot before you looked back up at rick. “you- you can’t treat him that way!” you protested, despite the way your skin burned with desire where rick’s hands gripped you. his grip was almost bruising and you could tell by the look in his eyes that he was jealous, and it was bad. you might’ve fucked up. “oh, can’t i, though? c-come on, baby-“ he purred, pushing your legs up further as he leaned between them.
Why is nobody writing for rick sanchez X fics anymore??? Gahhhhhh and I don't mean the nsfw, I'm sick of seeing those! I mean like the adventure packed fic type shiii y'know? Like romance but subtle, SLOW BURN that makes me anticipate the next chapter... I wish people write fics again.....
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