You are at a party in Alexandria and your swaying you hips and partying but your sober and your Dad's best friend Rick comes up to you and dances with you.
You are a little shocked but no ones paying attention so when you dancing you rub your ass all on him. He immediately gets hard because he loves the excitement of maybe getting caught.
He takes you to the nearest bathroom and lets you get yourself off on his thigh.
dancing away at one of deanna's parties felt like a fever dream. the sexy sound of music as you sway your hips, feeling the music in your veins, it couldn't get any better than this.
except it could.
rick grimes, the constable of alexandria, and your father's best friend sat across from the dance floor, eyeing you, watching you, dancing and giggling in your short, skintight, black cocktail dress. he scoffed before getting up and joining you on the dancefloor. his hands making their way to your hips. he tuts feeling your ass press up against him to the music. "rick, what if my dad sees?" you whine, faking your concern since that didn't stop you from grinding on him.
"let him" he obviously didn't mean it but something about getting caught excited the both of you, and besides, everyone around you was so wasted you doubted they would even remember being at the party.
the music plus your hot bodies grinding up on one another caused you to feel a growing heat in between your legs. his head nuzzled in your neck, kissing the sweet spot. "hmph, rick." you whined pushing your ass closer to him feeling his hard cock. "c'mon baby." he pulled your arm to the nearest bathroom before sitting down in the toilet. "c'mere" he patted his lap and you did as you were told. "rick, please fuck me" you cried, your plush ass up against his rough denim.
"nah huh, you've been a lil tease the whole night in this lil thing you call a dress" he plays with the material, "you don't get fucked unless you've been good" he smiles grabbing your hips, you get up and rick admires your body. "take 'em off" he points to your skirt but you knew he was making reference to your panties.
pulled down your white lacy panties, rick grabbed the panties before stuffing them in his jean pocket. "c'mere, you gonna ride my thigh okay, i wanna see you get off" he smirks looking at as and you straddle his thigh, he instantly grabbed your hips guiding you as you moaned to the rough feeling of his denim against your clit. "look- look at me baby." you look up, his jaw in clenched loving the feeling of your cunt soaking his leg.
"mmm baby, you feel so good, c'mon don't stop now" he grunts as your grip his shoulder harder, "rick.." you squeal feeling your orgasm approach. "you wanna cum? cum. cum on my thigh baby. such a good girl." rick's cock twitches to the sight of you cum all over his thigh. "so damn perfect" you rest your head on his shoulder, panting, trying to catch your breath. "rick.. lemme" you put your hand on his belt buckle but he stops you. "baby you look exhausted, don't worry bout me, i have these" he palms the lace of your panties poking out his jean pockets.
you sat in clark atlanta university's library, typing away on your laptop. mr. grimes thought it would have been a good idea to give your class an essay on 'why criminal justice and safety studies is an important major' which honestly sounded like the shittiest topic you'd ever received in your entire schooling career. the word count is between 2 000 and 4 000 words, you're currently sitting on 52.
the topic seems simple, it's the same major you're taking, yet writing about its importance seems impossible. you sighed looking down at your keyboard hoping some idea pops in your head but...nothing. absolutely nothing.
the next morning you walked into the lecture hall, mr. grimes looked... exhausted, bags around his eyes, his hair ruffled not to mention his tie not being perfect like it always was. "okay, uh, class jus' continue with your essays." everyone did as they were told, pulling out their laptops and beginning to type away. he slumped into his desk chair before opening his laptop as well and typing away. something seemed off, why do you care so much?
next thing you knew your hand was raised in the air. "yes?" he barely looked up from his computer, "sir, i need some help understanding this concept." you smiled at him, he smirked a little, "mhm... why don't you stay behind after class so we can go through it again thoroughly." you but your lip at his raspy southern accent. "yes, sir" you started to type away on your computer again.
as the class started to leave you walked to his desk taking a seat on it. "so, what do you need help with?" he smiled looking up at you, placing a hand on your thigh. you bit your lip, "mr. grimes, do you regret, the things we shared?" he looked at you a bit surprised, "of course not baby, it was amazing... but you're so young." your bottom lip quivered a little bit. "i know i'm young, but my mind is well beyond my years"
"i know that baby, trust me, you're so special to me" he looked a bit more awake now. "if i'm so special why am i secret? i mean you've got a wife and kids you see them daily..." he ran a hand over his face, "why are you so fucking needy?" he got up before walking towards the door. "fuck you, don't leave me here" he stopped before turning around, "you need me don't you?" he started walking back towards you, slowly. you nodded. "really?" his fingers are now sitting under your chin to make you look up at him... "mhmm..." he placed a peck on your lips before tutting.
before you knew it, he turned you around, bending you over his desk, his hand running up your skirt, placing a hard squeeze on your ass while breathing heavily against your neck. "tell me, baby. how much do you need me?" you could feel him smirking against your neck, "so bad, so so bad." you're also breathing heavily from your contact with him.
he scoffed running a hand over your soaking cunt under your lace panties. "so wet for me... only for me, right?" he's now sucking lightly on the soft skin of your neck. "y-yes." that's all you could manage to say, "want me to fuck you?" you whined at his words, your panties now pushed to the side and his fingers sliding in and out of you. "what's that?"
"y-yes please, mr. grimes" the hand that was resting on your hip now moved. a sharp stinging sensation grew across your ass.
did he just spank you?
a yelp escaped your lips. he's now rubbing your sore cheek before sighing. "didn't learn damn thing, honey" he smiles sadistically. "except how to lie and cheat while inside the sheets" you blurt his eyes widen, he spins you around. "whatcha say?" he's not longer smirking, he looks angry. "what about it sir? it's for all the right reasons, baby don't care 'bout grades, just call me your lady" he smiles, loving how loyal and dedicated you are to him. something that bitch lori could never do.
you turn back around, now as a result of your own free will, now you bend yourself over the desk. rick doesn't even hesitate to rub up against your almost bare ass. his tented denim grinding against you. "she doesn't feel this good, does she sir?" you asked making reference to his cheating wife. "nah huh." he groans against your neck. "sir!" you whine as he pulls your panties down, running his thick fingers over your pussy. "gonna fuck you so good baby." he grunts while unbuckling his belt, pulling out his cock. "can't get enough of this pussy" he's running his tip over you cunt before slowly pushing in.
"that's it." his hand placed over your mouth to muffle your moans as he started to thrust in and out of you. "this is what happens when you torture me in class. with those fuckin' eyes, your cleavage right in my view." he's starting to speed up, not giving you any time to adjust to his cock size. "sir!" you shut up as soon as you felt that stinging sensation on your ass again. "the whole week, i couldn' stop thinkin' how good you'd feel around me baby" he panting in between words, both hands on your hips, pulling you more and more onto his dick.
"sir! cum in me please!" you gasp for air feeling your orgasm approach. "fuck baby." his thrusts getting sloppier as your grip on the desk tightens while cumming all over his cock. rick's still thrusting as he cums in you, making a mess on the floor. a beautiful mess.
you pull up your panties and kiss him as he fixes his pants looking at you with admiration. "oh shit. the essay, it's due tomorrow" you slap your palm on your forehead. "i think it goes without sayin' that you have an extension." he pulls you in by the waist as places a more heated kiss on your lips before saying goodbye.
as you're walking to your car, you see a girl from your class. "hey! where were you?" she doesn't actually care, she's just a nosy bitch who has a big, fat, obvious crush on mr. grimes. "mr. grimes was just helping me with the essay." she scoffs, you turn to her with a brow raised, "such a teacher's pet" she condescendingly smiles.
A/N: First of all, I have to apologize for accidentally posting this before, because I'm fucking stupid and I don't know how to use tumblr properly (yeah, I didn't go through that phase when I was a teen...)
But well... Shit happens to everyone 🤷🏻
This is the first time I've written a TWD fic and the first time I've published a fanfic... I have no idea how this is going to turn out. This story is just something that was in my crazy little head.
Warnings: Teasing, age gap (reader is 23, negan is mid 40s), fingering, face fucking, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, cum play, p in v, dirty talk, praise, rough negan
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Your father and Negan have been friends for as long as they can remember, Negan held you when you were a baby, took care of you when your parents were busy and he was your gym teacher throughout high school.
When the outbreak began and you lost your mother to the rotters, or "walkers" as you call them nowadays, You and your father fled their city, ending up moving away Negan, not hearing from him for a long time, thinking he had died.
Almost a year after it all started, you came across a group called The Saviors, and your reunion with Negan came to light. You and your father didn't expect to see Negan in this situation, a powerful and dangerous leader, who had communities in his hands.
Now, you guys live in the Sanctuary, your dad is one of Negan's "henchmen," and you're, well, you. Negan hasn't given you any trouble since you arrived, you basically help the weakest people in the Sanctuary to protect themselves and slash walkers when the Saviors let you out. It's quite boring to be honest.
Well, it WAS quite boring.
Your room and your father's room were on the same block as Negan's, since you are very close. This can be counted as both an advantage and a disadvantage. An advantage because it is an extremely protected and safe place, and a disadvantage because you had to deal with the noise that came from his room when he was with his wives.
One day, it was pretty late and the top of the Sanctuary was practically empty, your father and Negan were celebrating with a bottle of whiskey the acquisition of another community. You were with them, just watching them and listening to their conversations, with a glass of wine in your hand, practically the only thing you drink, as it was the only thing your mother drank. You can't help but notice the way Negan's throat moves as he swallows the drink, how the liquid sometimes runs down the corner of his lips and onto his neck and how he licked his lips after. "He had no right to be so hot." you thought, as you took a sip of your wine.
A few hours passed and your father crawled into bed, and Negan went to a small room that contained a TV and a couch, a room that only the three of you had access to.
You saw him heading there, and decided it would be a good idea to go with him, but first, you needed to get comfortable.
You put on your pajamas, a tight white shorts and a tight white tank top, the print on them is some black kittens. These pajamas highlight your curves and breasts, and it's pretty clear that you're not wearing panties or bra. You know damn well how wrong what you're going to do is, but hey, is it your fault that Negan is so fucking hot? No, it isn't.
After changing, you go to the small room where Negan is, he's sprawled out on the couch, legs spread, and a glass of whiskey in his hand. You look at the TV, but completely ignore the movie that was playing. Some VHS tapes are scattered near the TV.
Negan looks at you, you notice his eyes roam your body and he takes a sip of the drink in his hand.
"Hey, kiddo... It's pretty late, I thought you were already asleep." he says, his voice a little hoarse from drinking. Unlike what he does with his wives, blatantly looking at their bodies, he avoids checking out your body, focusing on your face.
You shrug, sitting next to him, and he closes his legs, looking at you. "I'm not sleepy." You respond, resting your head on his shoulder.
"What film is that?" you almost whisper, looking up at him and meeting his eyes, You notice that he is avoiding touching you as much as possible, something that is definitely not normal for Negan when it comes to a woman desiring him, but you completely understand him, after all, you are his best friend's daughter.
"Just a stupid western movie, we don't have much choice here." you nod to his anwser, your eyes focusing on the TV.
You notice that his eyes are now focused on your body, roaming over your curves and your breasts, focusing on your cleavage, but you ignore it completely, pretending to be focused on the movie. He keeps checking you out, and you smile inside, everything is going according to how you planned.
After a few minutes, you stretch and spread your legs a little, getting more comfortable next to him. Negan obviously notices this, and he holds his breath, biting his lip. He takes his free hand to your thigh, as if he didn't want anything, and you ignore it too, as if just one touch from him wouldn't make you melt inside and your intimacy get soaked. You hug his chest, your hand passing teasingly across his stomach until it reaches the other side of his body, moving closer to him.
"Why don't we find something else to do, sweetie?" he clears his throat before saying it with a little mischief in his voice. "Oh, sure..." you get up from the couch, crossing your arms, highlighting your breasts even more. "I'm going to sleep." a smile spreads in your face as you say this and he frowns.
Your body moves closer to his again, and you lean down, kissing his forehead, your cleavage right in front of his face.
He looks a little shocked when you pull away, and you smile at him, saying goodnight and leaving the room, closing the door. Negan couldn't help but look at your ass when you left, your shorts barely covering that area of your body.
When you closed the door, you stood there, and you could hear Negan saying "Damn, she's going to drive me crazy someday." and the sound of his pants zipper opening, followed by the noise of his pants being removed, and a sigh of relief, which you deduced was when he touched himself. You stayed there for a while, listening to Negan's low moans, and smiled when you heard your name escape those lips.
You walked to your room smiling, your intimacy wet from hearing him moan your name, which made you satisfy yourself before going to sleep. Your plan is working.
You woke up the next morning, and headed to the meeting room, which was where you, your father, and Negan usually had breakfast together. You were no longer wearing your pajamas from the night before, but a pair of sweatpants and a loose blouse, which you stole from your father when the outbreak began and you barely had any clothes to change.
Negan and your father were talking about the group's achievements, and you sat next to Negan, greeting them.
They both said good morning to you, and continued talking. You pick up an apple and bite into it, the fruit probably came from some group, you feel a little bad about consuming products taken from other communities, but you couldn't do anything about it.
You listened to their conversation for a long time, until you felt Negan's hand on your thigh, smoothing it and squeezing it lightly. You ignored it, once again pretending that it didn't make your whole body shiver. Everything was going well, until Negan looked at you for half a second, and his hand touched your intimate area, still covered by your pants, caressing it gently, you didn't know how to react, you thought it would take him a while to create the courage to do that out of respect for your father, especially since you two were in front of him, you just opened your legs a bit, giving him permission to continue. He smirked, and quickly got his hand into your pants and panties.
His fingers began to explore your pussy, gently passing through your folds, and his thumb caressed your clit, as he teased your entrance with his index and middle finger. You had to control yourself, because your father is on the other side of the table, but this is so difficult, since now Negan's fingers are slowly entering you.
Your eyes are focused on the wall in front of you as you try to control your breathing and eat your apple normally, but when his fingers get knuckles deep inside you and curl, you let out a gasp, having to pretend that you choke on the apple when your father asks what happened, earning a chuckle from Negan.
Your intimacy is increasingly wet, and this makes it easier for Negan, who fucks you with his fingers, going as deep as he can, reaching your g-spot, and increasing the speed of his thrusts. You do your best not to moan, your breathing is labored, and a drop of sweat runs down your forehead, you notice how slow your father is, because he didn't notice your strangeness, but you and Negan are obviously grateful for that. Your thoughts don't stay on that for long, as Negan's stimulation brings you closer and closer to your orgasm, making you bite your bottom lip hard, causing your lower lip to bleed a little.
Your orgasm hits hard, and you close your eyes tightly, your legs shaking and your body squirming surreptitiously, as you try as hard as you can to not moan, causing a small noise to come out of your throat. Negan gives a satisfied smile, and only now do you pay attention to what they were talking about again, your father is going out with some of the Saviors, to look for other communities, deep down you hope they don't find any, but you know that not everything goes as you expect.
You finished your breakfast feeling Negan's eyes on you, but every time you looked at him, he wasn't even looking at you. Your father got up after finishing his coffee, and kissed you on the forehead, leaving the place.
Negan looks at me as I take a sip of my orange juice. "Have you seen the time, sweetie? I can't believe you woke up so late..." he teases you, since you're always one of the first person to wake up in the Sanctuary.
"I don't believe you woke up early, Negan, since you stayed busy late." you say it back, and he understands right away that you know that he jerked off thinking about you, and it definitely doesn't bother him.
"Oh damn, you heard it, huh?" his tone of voice is provocative, and he has that fucking smirk on his face. "What did you think, did you like it, sweetie? I know you did..." you just roll your eyes when he says that. "If I say no, I'll be lying."
And that was it, that was the trigger for him to get up, pick you up and take you to his room.
"What the hell are you doing?" you ask, trying to get down, making him chuckle. "Shit, sweetie, you teased me like hell last night, and now you don't want me to fuck that delicious pussy of yours? You let me finger you and now you don't want me to feel your pussy contracting around my dick like I felt it around my fingers? Damn, you're selfish, huh?" he opens the door to his room, entering and closing it with his foot, placing you on his bed, looking down at you.
You feel your cheeks blush, and you avoid eye contact with him, he certainly notices this, and holds your chin, making you look at him. "Are you embarrassed now? It doesn't even look like you were almost naked in front of me, and rubbing your fucking tits in my face when you went to say goodnight." you bite your lip as he says this, and takes a deep breath, you really didn't expect Negan to react this way so soon, apparently he doesn't even care that you're his best friend's daughter.
"You were a bad girl, you know that? Teasing me like that... Damn, I never thought I'd want to fuck someone as much as I want to fuck you" you couldn't help but end up smirking, licking your lips as you looked at him. Negan pulled you close, kissing you with so much intensity that surprised you, but you quickly kissed him back, moaning into the kiss when his tongue touched yours. He makes you lie down on bed, and he climbed on top of you, kissing you violently, while his hands hungrily explored your body, making you moan and squirm when he gave your right breast a hard squeeze. The man pull away from the kiss by biting your bottom lip hard, and he starts to attack the skin of your neck, sucking it, leaving red marks all over your neck and throat. He quickly removes your shirt, biting his lip as he sees your bare torso.
"Fuck, sweetie, you're so fucking beautiful." he sighs, before sucking one of your breasts while his hand massaged the other, he did it in a delirious way, your pussy desperate for his touch once again, as it gets wetter and wetter with every little thing he does to you.
"Negan, please..." you whispered, and he looks at you.
"Please what, doll?"
"F-fuck me, please..."
Negan chuckles, shaking his head.
"Don't think I'm going to do it before I fuck that pretty little mouth of yours..."
You moan at his words, imagining what it would be like to suck his dick, and you smiled.
"Let me suck you then, please, I want to taste you."
He smiled, there's no way he could deny a request like that, especially since you look so pretty asking for it. Then, Negan gets up, and you quickly do the same, kneeling in front of him, "Goddamn baby, are you that desperate for me?" you nod quickly, clumsily opening the button on his pants as he took off his jacket and t-shirt, throwing them on the bed. He had to help you remove hid pants, as your hands were shaking, making him more turned on than ever to see you so desperate to suck him.
As you pull down his pants, you see his dick almost slipping out of his underwear, and you quickly take off that last piece of clothing, his dick almost hits your face, and your mouth waters when you see it, he really wasn't lying when he talked about how big his dick was, you didn't know if you'd be able to make it all fit in your mouth.
You licked the tip, staring into his eyes, which sparkled as he looked back at you. You licked his entire length, and sucked the pink tip gently, making him let out a sigh. You spat on his dick, letting your saliva run from the head to the base, and began to slowly masturbate him, sometimes licking the head, teasing him, but you saw that he was getting impatient with so much teasing and little real action, so you take as much of his cock as you could in your mouth, and he moaned softly, grabbing your hair. You knew he would want to control it, so you opened your lips in an O shape and now he could make you suck him the way he wanted.
The hold on your hair became tighter, and he began to move his hips back and forth slowly, fucking your mouth. You didn't take your eyes off his. Negan quickly increased his speed, but he wasn't going deep enough to choke you, well, not yet.
He stopped for a few seconds, letting you run your tongue all over his cock again, and then he started moving again. His tip started to hit the back of your throat, and he stopped, forcing his cock deep, making you choke and your eyes water, but he didn't take it off, you tried to make him move away, but you couldn't, he stayed like that for a few more seconds, and took his dick out of your mouth, making you take a deep breath, still looking at him.
You kissed the head of his cock, and once again he fucked your mouth, his balls hitting your chin, while his tip reached the back of your throat, until you got used to it and stopped gagging. The noises he made were like music to your ears, he moaned hoarsely and praised you, pulling your hair hard.
When his orgasm hit him, he left his dick buried in your throat, his cum filling your mouth and you swallowed it all. He took his dick from your lips, and lifted you up, holding your chin. "Open your mouth for me, sweetie." you obeyed, and he smiled proudly, "That's it, darling, you swallowed it all", he kissed you deeply, feeling his own taste in your mouth, but he broke the kiss too quickly, biting his lips as he looked at you.
"Lie face up on the bed." you obeyed again, he opened your legs and removed your sweatpants, looking at the puddle in your panties.
"Damn, sweetie... You're soaked. That's all for me, huh? How cute." you just nodded, and he teasingly brushed the tip of his dick against your pussy, which was unfortunately still covered by your panties.
"Negan..." you're almost begging.
"What, princess?"
"P-please..."
"Please what? Use your words."
"Fuck me, fuck me until I can't barely walk." you begged, and he ripped your panties, throwing them away, and penetrated you deep without warning, making you feel like you've been torn apart, and you moan with him.
"Damn baby, you're exactly how I though you would be, so fucking delicious..." he moans, starting to move, not caring if it was hurting you or not, because he knows that that annoying pain will soon become immense pleasure.
He picked up the pace quickly, thrusting into you deep and hard, almost drooling as he heard your moans and saw your breasts swaying in rhythm with his thrusts.
He leaned over you, getting into a position that made him hit your g-spot again and again, making you almost scream as he was going as fast as he could. You hugged him, and he began to leave marks on your neck as he fucked you violently, one hand on one of your breasts and the other holding your hip so hard that it would mark you.
You feel a delicious and somewhat desperate feeling in your stomach, your orgasm coming quickly, making you bite his shoulder hard while scratching his back, your liquids dripping down his cock, making him moan as your pussy got even wetter now.
Your breaths were labored, and just by the way he moaned and fucked you, not caring that you had just reached your peak, you realized he was close too.
He went to take his dick out of you when the time was coming, but you didn't let him, you want him to cum inside you.
"What a naughty girl, do you want me to fill you up?" you nodded desperately, looking deep into his eyes, and so he did, He continued fucking you until he came and filled you, making you throw your head back at the sensation.
He slowly came out of you, and took two of his fingers to your pussy, taking some of his cum that was mixed with your juices, and brought it to your lips, you opened them, and sucked his fingers, tasting your mixed fluids.
He smirked, and looked at your pussy, his cum dripping from it, and he pushed back inside.
"Keep my cum inside you, sweetie." you just nodded, looking at him, his hair is wet, and his breathing labored, just like yours.
He lay down next to you, and you quickly hugged him, resting your head on his chest, sighing.
"That was so fucking wrong" you muttered, and he nodded, shruging.
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