talking or thirsting?
rick grimes x greene!fem!reader requested by anon ib: @writella/@xowritella 🫶
wc: 1.8k summary: rick and lori's relationship has been tense, he needs to find a sanctuary, he found you. warnings: mdni, age gap (reader is 19), cheating, slight perv!rick, virginity loss, oral (f!receiving), size kink, PiV, cum eating
18+ under the cut.
"how long?" she just stared back at him, he couldn't even look at her. he tried his best to see the woman he feel in love with, the woman he had a child with but all he could see was a lying, cheating, slut. "how long did it go on? when did it start?" he looked up at her, eyes filled with rage, disgust and most of all, hurt. "a few weeks..." she sighed. "a few weeks? you'd known i was dead and you started fuckin' my best friend after a few weeks?" he scoffed, wondering what would've happened if she didn't fall pregnant, would she have just lied? "rick, you're alive, i stopped as soon as i knew that." rick almost gagged at her words, he was so disgusted, he couldn't take it anymore. he got up and stormed away.
"daddy please!" your little sister whined begging to make a pie for the people who camped outside, "we don't know 'em, beth!" maggie interrupted, folding her arms judgingly, you smirked at maggie's statement, she knew what you were thinking, 'don't know 'em but she'd screw one of 'em' making refrence to maggie and glenn, you wouldn't dare say that out loud, in front of your father that is.
"fine, one pumpkin pie" your father had finally given up, "you'll help her, won't you?" your father looked at you, trusting you to make sure beth doesn't burn down the kitchen.
it smelled like heaven, the crisp crust, sweet inside, your secret was to add extra cinnamon and sugar. just enough to make your mouth water. you threw on your boots, holding the pie as beth took the plates and silverware. you walked outside to the campsite noticing the man with the shaved head first, something about him rubbed you the wrong way, ever since otis. that's when you saw him, rick grimes.
now he rubbed you the right way. well, more like you did. late at night, the moonlight shining through the thin veils of your bedroom, your hand would make its way into your panties, your fingers playing with your clit, running circles over it before you hesitantly pushed a finger inside of you. it didn't feel good unless a certain sheriff popped into your head. you'd never actually had sex before, but the thought of your first being with rick always gave you something to think about late at night.
"we made pumpkin pie" you smiled innocently, rick walked over placing his hands on his hips. "what's the special occasion?" he asked, a smile creeping onto his face, "well, it wasn't my idea, it was beth's, jus' wanted to do something nice" rick nodded in gratitude. "anyway, maybe you should come inside and eat, looks like a storm is coming" everyone had followed you into the dining room.
rick couldn't help but to notice your legs, eyeing how beautiful they were, slowly looking upwards, wondering what color your panties were-
"this is delicious, probably the best pie i've ever tasted" lori's voice snapped rick out of his filthy thoughts. "damn straight" shane smiled at lori, this made rick's blood boil, he grunted in anger before getting up and storming outside. everyone looked at lori and shane confused.
you got up and followed rick outside to the side of the house, "rick" he ignored you, "rick!" he stopped before turning around his eyes softened when he saw you. he looked like he was about to break down, like his world had just crumbled. "wanna talk 'bout it?" you kicked a rock you'd seen on the ground, "don' wanna burden you sweetheart" he shook his head and smiled.
'sweetheart' what a cute little nickname for you.
" 't's no burden, i swear" you reassured, grabbing his hand to make him focus on you. he jolted to your touch; it had taken him by surprise. "sorry, i jus'... it's lori" he finally admitted, a sigh of relief leaving his chest. " 'm sorry" you stared deep into his eyes.
talks like that started to happen more often, and more in depth. eventually it became a habit for rick to find you whenever he was frustrated, throwing tiny rocks at your window before sneaking into your room to talk. "ya look so pretty in the dress, doll" he smiled sitting down on your bed, smoothing out some creases on the bedsheets, "thank you, 'm gonna change so..." you made reference to rick being able to see you. he understood and covered his eyes with his hands, as you quickly slipped on a cute pink nightie.
little did you know, rick had taken a sneak peek to see your beautiful body, and boy was it worth it. he admired every single inch of you, from your locks to your legs, all leaving nothing to the imagination. rick's cock began to stir in his pants, imagining how fucking hot it would be, fucking your tight little cunt, in that nightie you were slipping on, oh how badly he wanted to split you into two.
"rick... rick!" he pulled his hands away from his face, his face clearly flustered. "you okay? you seem... tense" you teased sitting down next to him on the bed, your hand brushing his thigh. he jolted to your touch, "yeah jus' uhm" he couldn't think of a valid enough excuse so he had no choice but to pretend to yawn.
almost thirty minutes in and you and rick have been back a forth in conversation, discussing how rick should move forward with the lori situation. "she was the love of my life." he sighed, a vein clearly visible on his temple. "i feel so goddamn hurt" but he sounded angry. "your feelings are vaild" you innocently rubbed his back in a comforting way.
goddammit, it was like you knew exactly what to say, he shouldn't feel this way about you. you were practically half his age, if not more. "dammit baby, you're too kind, what did i do to deserve someone like you?" he pulled you in for a tight hug, your nightie riding up a little.
when the hug was broken, rick stared into your eyes, your lips inches apart. your lips grew closer, eventually joining. a sweet whimper left your mouth, the vibrations felt on rick, as you began to straddle him. "rick!" you whined as he grabbed your as, making him move his palm over your mouth. "gotta be quiet sweetheart, got it?" you slowly nodded when rick moved his hand away. "i-i've never done anythin' like this" you sheepishly admitted, you got off rick's lap, sitting down next to him. "what?" he looked over at you with surprise.
"i-i'm a virgin" his eyes widened, "i thought i was gonna wait 'til marrige, but, you know, dead people everywhere" he let out a slight chuckle, "we don' have t'do anythin' you know" he reassured but you nodded your head no. "i didn' finish, i wanted t'say that i thought i was gonna wait but i can't, not with you around" you smiled, a grin creeping on his face.
"take this off" he pointed at your nightie, and you desperately did, rick admiring your body, again. "no panties?" he raised a brow, you blush. "normally, when ya leave, i to-touch myself" you bite down on the flesh of your bottom lip. "oh yeah? d'you think 'bout me?" he smiles rubbing your thigh, getting dangerously close to your soaking cunt. "mhm, all the time, even before we got close" your breath hitched as rick ran a finger over your cunt, "feel good?" he looked up to see you nodding vigorously. "ye-yeah" he smiled before getting down, his face inches away from your cunt.
he rubbed your clit before running his tongue over it. a little yelp leaving your lips, you slapped your palm over your mouth to shut yourself up when rick looked up at you.
your pussy was everything rick could imagine and more. he'd never admit it due to the fear of being called a hypocrite but once, when rick had sex with lori at the farm, they had a fight, she swore she heard your name slip from rick's lips, and rick had no choice but to deny it even though lori's instinct was right. every time rick fucked her, he would be thinking about you, wishing he was fucking you or else he wouldn't finish.
"oh shit" you breathed out, your fingers running through his hair, as rick sucked on your clit, his one finger, slowly fucking you, feeling better than you could have ever imagined. he moved upwards, kneading your breast with one hand as his tongue rubbed around your nipple on the other, sucking, surely leaving marks where he could. "hmph" you whined once more. he couldn't take it anymore. "sweetheart, you sure you want me to be your first?" he stood up, his chest moved up and down, trying to catch his breath. "yes rick, please"
withing milliseconds, rick was unbuckling his belt, pulling down his jeans and his boxers. "don' worry it'll fit. i'll make it fit" he reassured when he noticed how your eyes widened seeing how big his cock was. you took a deep breath as rick got on top of you, his fingers intertwining with yours. he stopped for a moment, looking in your eyes, "rick please, i need you so bad" you whined.
slowly he began to push himself into you, stretching your sweet cunt out, rick waited a moment before pulling out, almost completely and thrusting back into you again. "fuck, angel, you're so tight" his breath against your ear, sending goosebumps down your spine. rick's other hand, subtly resting on your mouth, a 'ssh' leaving his lips every once in a while, when you'd let out a moan.
he began to speed up, each thrust more passionate and loving than the last. you clenched onto the sheets. "oh fuck" he sighed, his cock twitching in your cunt. "'m gonna have t'pull out baby" his thrusts getting sloppier, "need t'cum" you sighed against his palm, "cum baby, all over my cock, please" it sounded like his voice broke.
he didn't need to fuck lori, passionate sex with you felt like a dream, and rick didn't want to wake up.
pulling out, rick jerked himself off some more before he came all over your belly. your mouth agape, your eyes wide. suddenly rick ran his fingers over his cum, scooping it up and running his fingers in your mouth, the sweet and salty taste making you feel as if you were high, rick almost came again, just at the sight of you eating his cum.
the next day. you and rick tried your absolute best to pounce on each other like wild animals, feeling more confident, your skirts slowly became shorter, your shirts became tighter, rick became harder.
"you okay? 'been actin' strange all week?" your father would ask at breakfast the next morning, "mhm, just had a good night, tha's all" he smiled and nodded.
a great fucking night indeed.
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