Yes, it's true, the apocalypse can change someone. After living on the edge for so long, doing the unthinkable to survive and keeping the people he loves safe, it takes a toll on a man.
And there is always one feeling that remains at the end of the day, hunger.
WC: 1.5k
Contains: Just numb, horny Rick. Mentions of blood, Choking, Hair pulling, Sexual coping, Oral (F! Recieving), Rough sex, Unprotected sex (obvs but WRAP IT UP!)
You stare out the window at the dimly lit street, the screeching of cicadas in the distance filling out the otherwise dead air. It had been quiet for hours and the last time you heard the gate open was when the sun had started setting; He hadn't come back yet. You rub at your shoulders to soothe the anxiety you were giving yourself, you knew he could handle himself against the dead, he was a resilient motherfucker, but people was what you needed to be scared of these days. You finally give up on the pacing, sitting on the steps to get lost in thought, eventually dozing off.
You feel your body floating like in a dream, almost weightless as the harsh smell of copper floods your senses. The soft thudding of boots up the stairs grow louder in your mind and your eyes flutter open to peek at the rugged man carrying you. "You're finally back.." Your arms tighten around him and you bury your face in his chest, feeling the cool, damp fabric that clung to his body. He adjusts you away from him, keeping a low tone when he speaks. "Don't." He lifts one foot to kick the door open and it hits the wall with a loud bang, he lays you gently on the bed and when he stepped back, you finally focus in on the full picture of him. His gray shirt had dark stains, almost black from the amount of blood that had soaked through, dried splatters across his neck and face.
His expression hadn't quite relaxed yet. "Are you okay?" You ask him quietly, scanning him for any injuries and he nods, short, assertive. His hands come up to rub his face, trying to push away the furrow in his brow as he turns around to walk in the bathroom. You hear water pouring in the sink, the soft splashing as he cleans himself, he comes out a moment later, shirtless, with a small towel to dry his face. You sit in silence watching him, he stands there a moment just balling the towel in his hands.
"I only think of one thing when I'm out there.."
A small pause, he takes a step towards you and then drops to his knees. His face desperately tries to keep up the softness he shows you in private but his eyes tell a different story, numbness, anger. Another day of something we lost.
You reach out to touch his face and he wraps his arms around your hips, resting his head on your lap. "Coming back to you." A deep breath from him, his fingers tugged at the flimsy, blue nightwear. "Rick.. We can talk." He shakes his head, yanking the shorts down roughly and ripping the fabric, tearing what was left of it off your legs. "No. Never time to talk, I need you." It was like driving a stake in your heart, he can lose himself in becoming the leader everyone needs him to be, but he wanted to be normal right now and you'd do anything to take the world off his shoulders. He pulls you by your hips, making your back hit the bed and he rests your legs on his shoulders. "You looked so pretty.. Waiting for me on the stairs." He leaves a trail of gentle kisses up your leg, his palm resting shakily on your hip. Your hand covers his, fingers softly tracing over his knuckles and feeling the wounds he had yet to bandage. "Can I wrap you up?" A innocent enough question, he didn't seem fazed. "After."
His face closes in the space between your legs, the stress melting off of him immediately and a low growl comes from his throat. His rough hands grip your inner thighs to part them, spreading you wide as he made eye contact with you, eyes dark and heavy, you knew the man underneath him, but what was painted on the outside was something you barely recognized.
You moan softly, running your fingers through his dark hair, he lays his head on your thigh while he watches the way your body moves against his mouth. "Mm, you're doing so good, baby.." His expression softens at the pet name, using his tongue to lick flat over your pussy then making out with your clit, lips wrapping around the sensitive bud and sucking softly. His hands drop to his lap and you hear the faint clinking of metal as he undoes his belt, he starts to stroke himself off as he presses sloppy, open mouthed kisses to your hole. The patience in him wears thinner, parting from you to stand up, his hand runs up the back of your head lovingly, then grips a fistful of your hair to force you to look at him. "I know you're gonna be good for me." His voice was low, too deep to be a whisper, you knew he would be rougher than usual but you could hear the promise underneath that he'd never hurt you. He walks around the side of the bed, lowering his hand to the back of your neck and squeezing tightly as he guided you up to press your back flat against the headboard.
His hand drops to his jeans to finish taking them off, letting them hit the floor as he climbs on the bed and positions himself between your legs. The tip of his cock intrudues your slit, sliding it up and down to lather it in the mixture of pleasure and saliva before he sinks into you. Your arms wrap around his neck instinctively, his hands grip your hips to lift you higher and sit you on him to take it all. "Ah!- Damn, Rick~" You curse him, clenching hard to accommodate the size, feeling the tension in his shoulders fade away as he melts into you, he rests his head in the crook of your neck for a moment before he starts kissing there sweetly. "God, so perfect, baby.." He whined, the southern accent dragging out the praise, sugarcoating the situation he had you pinned in. His arms dip under your thighs to spread them wide and he starts thrusting at an ungodly pace, feeling the tip of his cock abuse the pulsing muscle inside your core. You moan and cry out his name repeatedly, but he doesn't slow down, one of his arms wraps around your waist to pull you against him and his palm hits the wall. "Am I hurting you?" Through the harsh snapping of his hips, his deep voice was still sincere, his forehead touches yours to stare you in the eyes. You bite your lip to keep from babbling incoherently, shaking your head while keeping your eyes fixed on his.
He had a look of pride on his face, the pride he only shows you when everything was going to be okay, he knew how strong you were, he knew your limits, boundaries, he loved you more for wanting to take his pain. His lips crash against yours, soaking in every moment he was with you, you moan into his mouth and his tongue slips past your lips to muffle your cries. You could feel your high building as he bullies into you from below, his hand creeps up your neck and brushes his thumb over your throat. He breaks the kiss and wraps his hand around your neck to keep you in place, pulling all the way out to slam back into your pussy. "Fuck- Oh my God-" Your hand finds his wrist and grips tightly, your vision going black with each slam of his cock, the jolt of pleasure probably being the only thing keeping you from passing out on him. Pathetic whimpering is all that you manage to mew out as it hits you, your mind getting fuzzy as the waves course through your body, your finger tips felt numb as you held onto him. He lets out a broken groan while you pulse around him, the thrusts sounding sloppier as the juices practically spilled out of you. He lets go of your throat and the air fills your lungs again, both of his hands drop to your hips and grip harshly, pushing you passed the point of your high as he greedily chases after his own. "Shit- I-I'm sorry, honey.." He stumbles to find the words as his pace grows more erratic, mumbling apologies as his cock twitches and starts to shoot thick, hot ropes inside of you. He holds onto you tightly as he fills you up, your body feels heavy, pulses of pain and pleasure throbbing in your core. He leans his head against you for a moment, his chest rising and falling with his rapid breathing. "I'm so sorry.. Are you okay?" His question was whispered to your shoulder, his hand petting your hair affectionately. "Yeah, baby.. Stay home longer this time." You plead him and you almost feel him smile against your skin, he nods, placing a soft kiss on your collarbone, you feel his cock pulse inside you and you whine, grinding into him. "Rick, please.."
Summary: You and Leon know each other mutually through work, him doing police work for the city and you? an assistant to the Chief of Police (the least important part in the story, honestly) When an outbreak hits, the city is thrown into chaos and they declared a state of emergency, everyone being told to evacuate the city, immediately and seek refuge till this blows over. He see's everything for himself while driving out on the streets and decides to go home, pack a bag and hit the road, on the way out of the city, he spots a cute, familiar hitchhiker.
WC. 4,600+
Warnings⚠️ Leon Switch Kennedy, Sides from his POV, Unprotected PnV (wrap it up) fingering, oral (f receiving) tit play, some light yanderish thinking from Leon (the pollen is driving them up the wall) choking kink, Leon giving pet names, Porn WITH plot (but not too much cause I'm horny too) Mention of handcuffs.
"What the fuck was that?!" You say waving the gun at something in the nearby bushes you can't see but can definitely hear. You had been walking on this road for so long, the streetlights disappeared a while ago; your shoes, too, the heels hurt too much to keep wearing. If I had know hours earlier that an apocalypse was going to start, I would have picked something way more comfortable. I really didn't care what the noise was, I just knew I had to pick up the pace and make it back to my apartment, having to take backroads because of the crazy shit happening in the streets. News was reporting bad weather, animals going wild and extreme plant growth in the more rural side of the state but no one really thought about it blowing through the city.
"Its crazy how fast everything went to shit" You thought to yourself, You were outside a few hours ago but it was only a short amount of time you were even in the restaurant. "What an asshole" You muttered, fighting a silent argument in your head.
It was the first time you had been out on a date in almost a year, you just wanted to do something that got you out of the house but also, wasn't work. You had brought a small handgun you usually trade between the nightstand and the glove compartment in your car, the Chief says everyone who works for him should own a gun but you only had this one cause your parents gave it to you when you moved to work for the city, their warnings playing over and over again in your head.
Lights filled up the road ahead from a car behind you, Not wanting to turn around and hoping they would just drive by, you didn't want any interaction after a night like tonight
"*GET OUT OF THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD*"
A megaphone shouts, instantly startling you. Turning around and lifting your hand to shield the light from your eyes, squinting to try and see who could possibly be having an ego trip right now. The window slides down, popping his head out while leaning on his elbow.
"Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes"
The moment I hear the man's voice, his face pops into my mind like a flashcard I've had to look at twenty times for a test. I'd seen him in and out of the office so many times but always too busy to talk to him. One time he came in and gave the Chief a piece of his mind for telling one of the rookies to not take a joke so seriously, saying "When you've been in the job so long, you learn to make light of it" referring to a girl who had turned up dead in a ditch. Leon Fucking Kennedy. A damn good cop who made the uniform look good. I take back not wanting an interaction tonight.
Leon and I continue to drive further out of the city
Going way past your hometown and into some areas you hadn't even heard of, hoping to either wait out the horde or survive the apocalypse. Stopping at a convenience store along the way to look for something different to wear and some shoes. Looking around, it looks like Mother Nature has overtaken everything. Aside from every town being completely empty, buildings and houses are covered in a thick ivy-like bush. Resembling Kudzu but on a Jurassic Park level.
You're around the back of this gas station trying to kick down the door, the front windows are barred up so there's no use trying unless the two of you wanted to give up the cop car and drive that through it. No luck. You walk back around the building to the pumps out front. "Why do you think its so much worse down here than in the city?" I yell to Leon, who's standing by the pump trying to siphon as much gas as he can to get a full tank. "I don't know" Throwing an extra tank of gas in the back of the car and then reaching up to slam the trunk shut.
Fuck, he makes that look really good..
Walking to the side of the car and leaning his back against it to face you, pulling a cigarette out of a crumbled up pack that he kept in his front jacket pocket, then stuffing it back in.
"It probably started in a rural area first then spread to the city" Holding the cigarette in his mouth while covering the end with his hand to light it, was truly one of the sexiest things you had seen him do up close. Taking a long drag from it before looking up and down the road "All we can hope is that it's moving up and we're behind it now" Turning around to make his way to the driver seat let's you know that you two were about to get back on the road. You had told him about a cabin you went to as a kid in the mountains, a small one but it had a well and several box gardens so the both of you thought it was further enough out to stay at for now. He wasn't one for small talk but oddly would perk up if you asked him questions, anything in general but you thought it was cute when he got excited talking about the car, like it was a prized possession . Maybe that's why he took it out of the city instead of leaving it at the station, the thought made you smile to yourself.
After hours of driving through rural towns and roads in the hills that made you question if the car would make it, he pulled into this driveway that was so perfectly hidden away, you'd miss it if you weren't looking for it. I wondered if it even had an address since I didn't see a mailbox, or a house yet, for that matter. Everything was getting dark, except for what the headlights could light up. A small wooden cabin with a red, rickety, wraparound porch. A small red tractor sat idly in the grass near the side of the house, It had sat there so long, the tires were almost half buried in the ground and solidified. "This is it?" Leon says, not even sounding half impressed. You nod. "It's older than I remember but this is definitely it, it's not as bad as it looks." You say getting out of the car.
"That's probably what your parents said when they brought you here" He turns off the engine and gets out of the car, leaving the headlights on while you walk up the front porch. Jiggling the doorknob but it doesn't turn. You didn't even think about it being locked and definitely didn't want to break a window, so you start looking around to see if any of them are unlocked. Within seconds of trying the windows, you hear glass break, looking over to see Leon has taken off his jacket, partially wrapped it around his fist and has shoved it through the glass part of the front door. "If I had known we could do property damage, I would have done that from the start" He pauses to stare at you, a sly smirk creeping in the corner of his mouth. "Since we've been on the road, you've stolen clothes, gas, food and you saw me smoke in the car, did you really think property damage was the line we don't cross?" He jokes, looking back at you, his hair falls over his eyes, taking a hand and combing his fingers through it to get it out of the way. The way his bicep flexed when he lifted his arm up, such a simple move shouldn't have you like this but, damn. He's getting to you.
He unhooks a flashlight from his belt and clicks it on. Before he even steps a foot in the room, you grab his shoulder. "Haven't you noticed it's really quiet up here?" He stops.
"Its the mountains, I thought they were supposed to be quiet"
You shake your head. "Not like this, not a cricket? A frog? That's concerning" He looks inside, then back at you.
"We came all the way up here and now you don't want to go in?"
Its been a few hours in the cabin..
Leon tried to get a fire started but after the first hour watching him throw match after match on, you had to step in and help him out. It was more for light than heat and it got hot eventually so you cracked the windows on either side to let some night air in, the two of you sat on a worn out couch in the corner. It was silent for a long time, one of us chiming in about the choice of decorating and the other saying what they would put in here instead.
"Are you ready to talk about last night?" He finally speaks up, not really prying but he did sound concerned. Yeah, I guess I could talk about that. You were really heated thinking about it after he picked you up, but you knew it wasn't the right time to host a pity party.
"I was on a date, we were supposed to go to this new place that opened up last month" You paused, hiding your face in your hands out of embarrassment. "He volunteered to drive me! We order our food, I had to go wash my hands and when I come out, he got his plate to go and left." You had your history with bad dates and exes but who didn't? This was something you felt strangely bad for, maybe it was just the embarrassment eating you alive. Leon's mouth hung open slightly for a second in a state of disbelief before closing it and looking off to the side.
:Leon's POV:
I actually can't believe what she's saying right now, everything's clicking in my brain but I can't really form words. I'm mad someone would do that to her and I want to help her feel better about the situation, or just feel better in general.. Focus.
I couldn't look her in the eyes, I felt a lot of different emotions and I felt like I would stumble on my words but I had to say something or I'd seem like I'm not taking her seriously.
"You didn't deserve that" Was all I could say.
Shit. Was that too cheesy? Did I just blow my chance? Feeling my face instantly get hot, I knew I couldn't avoid eye contact any more. I looked up at her, she nodded affirmatively and then laughed.
"You're really sweet, that asshole will get whatever's coming to him" she leaned back on her hands, looking satisfied.
𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡
𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡
Oh my god, her words were playing like a broken record in my head. I was staring at her but my eyes started wandering down, I couldn't help it. Looking at her arms, down to her hands, if I kept looking for too long; I might have wondered what her hands would feel like wrapped around me.
"Hey, are you okay?" He had been silent for a second and was just staring at you. Trying to push past the thought that he looked 'hungry' and maybe you just shouldn't wish bad on someone.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just tired from the drive." He says stretching his arms up, the bottom of his shirt lifts a little to show the skin underneath. A very chiseled v-line was exposed and trying not to stare was hard. You weren't sure if he caught you staring, but he got up quickly and walked towards the back room and pushed open the door. "There's a room back here with a bunk bed" He says stepping into it. "I call the top" You say hopping off the sofa and following him in the room. "You can have this room, I'll sleep on the couch." He's getting a blanket and pillow off the top bunk and going back into the living room, you're confused why he wouldn't want to sleep in the same room, putting it off as he wanted you to have privacy.
You tried sleeping but you were very restless, tossing and turning the thoughts out of your head. You wanted to masturbate but it was deathly silent in the cabin and you didn't want to embarrass yourself If you had to moan out his name. Watching him today was really difficult, forget not going on a date, it'd been well over a year since you had gotten laid and this man was enough to make anyone weak. Fuck, I was really doing it to myself. I can't take it anymore. You slid out of the bunk bed as quietly as you could, you had to see him one last time before going to sleep like you were an addict and he was grade A shit.
You had left the door cracked so you didn't have to open it much further, floorboards creaked under your bare feet as you walked over to the couch. There was one dimly lit candle on the end table near the couch, softly lighting up his face. He was sleeping shirtless, It was a sinful sight, him and the way you were looking at him. He laid there with his feet propped up on one arm of the sofa, his belt was undone and his zipper was down. You couldn't stop staring at his chest, squatting down beside him to watch it rise and fall with every breath. Following the lines carved into his body, up his neck and to his lips, the light flickering and casting shadows over his face had you reaching forward to move his hair instinctively. In a flash; His hand grabbed your wrist harshly, trying to sit up but immediately being stopped by... handcuffs??
"Leon, what the hell?"
"What the hell, yourself. What are you doing?"
Flustered, shocked and having questions. "I just came out to check on you.. Why did you handcuff yourself?" He seemed way more red than you, his hand going to cover his face as he leans back on the sofa. You were half ass waiting for an answer and then noticed... I absolutely should NOT be looking at that. He has such a noticeable boner, I guess not completely noticeable, if he hasn't tried to hide it yet but fuck, it's there and it's pitching a huge tent.
"I didn't want to get up in my sleep, I don't feel right in the head up here. I thinks it's the elevation or something." He's talking and his eyes look genuine but he's still bordering the thin line of sleep and not being all there yet, there's something darker or more serious about him. "Leon.. Do you want to leave? I can take you somewhere else and you'll feel better in the morning" He rolls over to face you and wraps his arm around you in a loose hug, leaning over to whisper. "Why don't you take me here, instead?"
There's no way he said that, you must have misheard him. You know Leon Kennedy, his gazes lingers but he's a sweet guy; He didn't just boldly ask to fuck on this couch.. Did he?
"I think we should go back to sleep, you could be getting sick"
He whines, pulling you down on the couch with him. Trapping you there, chest against his bare chest and you can feel your brain short circuiting. "Sleep with me here." His hand goes up the back of your neck and tangles into your hair, tugging at it softly. You breathe in his scent and exhale, a mix of the clean cologne he usually wears with the woodsy smell of the forest, a blend of both your worlds. "I want to.. But, I don't want to sleep." You say quietly, lifting your head up to look at him and he's already staring back at you. "Get the handcuffs off me." Leaning down to whisper "The keys are in my front pocket" You smile and adjust yourself so that you straddle his lap, he's been hard the whole time and hasn't said anything.. You put your hand on his bulge, softly massaging over it till you get to his pocket and retrieve the small key; You couldn't take it off him yet, you felt like you had some power over him.
He looked so pretty under you with one hand tied over his head, the other hand was grabbing at your thigh, greedily. He started bucking his hips up in a desperate attempt to get some relief. "I didn't know you were such a bottom" you tease him, grinding your pussy down on him, bringing out a low, needy groan from his throat.
"Stop fucking with me and take them off" He sounded so pissed but damn, it was turning you on, you were only wearing underwear and if you had to guess, pretty sure they had been soaked through. His hand had made its way under your shirt and was palming your breast, massaging softly, then rubbing over the nipple with the pad of his thumb. You leaned your head back, whimpering quietly and grinding harder into his erection, he yanked at the handcuffs and it startled you. "Shh, Shh, I got it, Princess. Don't worry" He tugged one final time and the wooden pole on the couch made a sharp snap, then both of his hands were everywhere at once. He immediately sat up higher on the couch and grabbed at your shirt, lifting it over your head and throwing it to the floor. All you could do was moan his name while he held your tits together and kissed the nipples before diving them both into his mouth at the same time. Your senses overwhelmed quickly, he was being so needy but you didn't want to question when was the last time he got laid also.
"Leon, please, I want more of you"
:Leon's POV:
Fuck, that's all she had to say.
Letting your feet hit the floor and you grab onto her, throwing her over your shoulder and then head to the back room with the bunk bed. Laying her on as gently as possible, then crawling on top, making the bed sink in a little. You want to take your time and be sweet, you've been wanting to talk to her for so long but this is a point beyond talking and 'being sweet'. You press into her mouth for a deep, hungry kiss. Sucking on her bottom lip and she melts into it, whining into your mouth. The sound makes your cock throb, thinking about all the other ways her mouth can make you feel. Breaking the kiss to softly bite at her jaw and down to her neck, she starts pouting.
Fucking Precious.
"You taste really good" She's talking through half lidded eyes and puffy lips. "I bet you do, too" Kissing and sucking at her collarbone. I don't care about leaving marks, who's going to see them?
She makes the prettiest noises when you kiss on her body, moving lower to her stomach, sucking and leaving little red marks all the way down to the edge of her panties. Sliding them down her legs and throwing those somewhere onto the floor, spreading her legs wide and quickly getting to work.
He's a fucking beast, going at it like a man starved
He dove straight for the center, flattening his tongue to taste you and a wicked light flashed through his eyes. Pulling away only for a second, his lips glistening and a string of saliva still connected between the two of you. "You taste like you haven't had this in a long time." You feel the blush heat up your cheeks instantly. Did you tell him the truth and say every asshole you've been with never even offered something like that or lie and agree with him? Honestly, the silence was answer enough because he nodded.
"That's what I figured." He rested his thumb on your bottom lip. "Open." You part your lips slightly and he puts his thumb in your mouth. "Such a good girl~" He lowers his head and slides his tongue up and down your folds then slips it into the center as far as he can, his nose pressing against you, spreading one leg further to hit a deeper angle. You swear you can see stars, grabbing onto his arm and using it to help grind down onto his face and he swaps out the thumb for his index and middle finger, sliding them further into your mouth and then hitting the back of your throat. You gag enough to tear up a little, your eyes watering in the corners, he coats his fingers in your spit then brings them down to your pussy. Using one finger at first, sliding it slowly in and letting you adjust to it, then slipping in his middle finger to stretch you out. He was already hitting all the right spots but then he put his hot tongue to your clit and you didn't know how much more you could take.
"F-Fuck Leon, I think I'm gonna cum." You moaned his name loudly, he showed no signs of slowing.
"I don't wanna stop." he says all whiny, half buried in your pussy. "Cum on my face and I'll keep going." You weren't sure if that was a threat or not but that feeling in you was building fast and dammit, he was persistent, he soon made you realize you could finish more times than you thought. The sight was intense, how he'd scissor his fingers open inside of you, watching you cum and clench around nothing, then pulling them out to lick them clean.
Your world was hazy and you craved to feel him. "Please, I can't take it anymore." Teary eyed and pleading with him, feeling vulnerable and pathetic. "What's wrong, Princessss?" He drags out the 's' like a snake while he crawls up to kiss your lips. "I'll do whatever you tell me to." His fingers still deep inside and feeling him press to add a third one. "No! Please, I need to feel you. Do whatever you want, just please, fuck me." The smile this man had plastered on his face after you said that was cocky as hell, If it could kill; the numbers would be devasting. He gets up and slides out of his jeans and boxers in one go, his cock had sprang out and he wasted no time in grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to him. You sat on your side with your leg over his shoulder as he slides the head of his cock through your folds to coat himself in your previous high. "You ready?" Such a teasing tone, he squishes your cheeks to look up at him, having your vision dead set on how hard he was and how his tip was shiny from precum; You were on a different planet right now. Whining and nodding, you grab his hand and slide it down to your throat. He leaned his head back, letting out a breathy moan as he wrapped his fingers tightly around you and slid all the way in. The stretch was perfect, feeling his tip pressing as deep as it can inside you was going to bring tears to your eyes.
"Do you like that? You're so tight, I feel like I could bust if I moved" His vulgarity alone was enough to send you over the edge, you try to form words but all you can do is nod, it doesn't satisfy him. His hand still wrapped around your neck, his other hand lets go of your leg to press down on your lower stomach and he starts pulling out halfway just to go balls deep back inside you. "F-Fuc-k Leon!" His name was the only word burned into your brain. That, and the chain of curses that would follow after screaming it. "I want you to tell me how good I'm making you feel~" His arm wrapping around your leg to stable himself, the handcuff still attached to his wrist had left red marks on him, but he didn't seem to care about it at all. "So good, Leon- You're doing so good" Digging your nails into his arms, moaning and trying not to slur your words with his unforgiving pace. This just deepened his thrusts, not slowing or changing his rhythm, but coming closer to put his arms on either side of your head and locking his eyes with you. Fuck, he got intimate so quick, the stretch inside you becoming more intense. "I've thought about you saying that to me before.."
His confession was so soft, almost a whisper, he moves your leg over to flip you on the bed. "You've thought about me?" He's buried so deep inside you, maybe he's so lost in his own pleasure he doesn't even know what he's saying. "Mhmm, I think of you all the time" He's kissing the back of your neck and shoulders with the tenderness of a lover but the way he slamming into you shows he's only fucking you with one goal; His own release. "I'd imagine what you sound like when doing this to you." Your thoughts were all over the place, on one hand, you've thought of him like this too but on the other, you definitely didn't have the guts to act on it in person. Whatever had happened, lowered your defenses but also make you see, you had a worthy option the whole time.
"I don't think I can pull out." He admits, sloppily trying to catch up to his own pace. "Do you want to fill me up?" He has his face pressed into your neck, nodding furiously. You grind your ass into him and his dick reaches depths in your pussy you didn't know could be hit. "Just like that" You move so that his tip is roughly pushing against your cervix "I want you to cum right there" His chest is pressed flat against your back, one hand coming up to pull your hair and the other, wrapping firmly around your throat. "Shit, you think you can take it all?" His fingers dipping into your mouth to gag you. He's whiny, his pace is erratic and with one final thrust, he releases into you, feeling his hot, thick ropes fill you up instantly.
He lays his head against yours, exhaling deeply into your hair before rolling the both of you on your sides. He's still hard and hasn't pulled out yet. Just keeping you there in his arms, kissing on your shoulder that now has marks. You're still shaking a little and trying to catch your breath, every time you clench it feels so good but you are insane levels of sore right now.
He hisses when you squeeze around him "Give me a minute and I'll take care of you, princess" Oh god, there's no way he's serious. "No, that's not it- I didn't mean to-" He presses a thumb to your mouth and you bite it playfully. "I'm fucking with you, but if you keep acting like that, then you'll have a problem" His teasing is like water and you sure were thirsty.
"You're very persuasive, Officer."
AHHHHH OKAY THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN AND I'VE HAD THIS IDEA FOR SO LONG!
Okay so answers: Yes y/n lost that key, who tf knows where it went. somewhere on that couch while they were fuckin (or in the writers twilight zone)
Did I write this cause I live in the south and wanted it to get some love? Yeah absolutely, could you really not tell?
and YES if you thought it was quiet cause the critters were fuckin', then you were RIGHT DING DING DING HERES THE KEY TO RACCOON CITY
Leon finds a way to pass the time on his mission with you.
WC. 2.3k
Warnings. Porn with Plot (If you squint lmao) Alotta flirty buildup, Unprotected Sex, Hair Pulling, Gagging, Thigh Riding, Fingering.
You hear the static on your earpiece as you turn the corner, the signal cutting in and out while you stare through the scope. "C'mon, I can't see shit here. You're cutting out-" Everything in your green scoped vision goes white as the head of the gun is pulled up and you're jerked into a dark room. A strong hand gripping over your mouth as you kick against the tall figure, their foot kicking the door shut. "Shit, Be quiet- You want to bring them all to us?" Hearing the man's voice made all the fire in your nerves melt away, relaxing against him and he drops you onto the floor, he turns away to mess with the doorknob and lock it, within a few seconds you hear the shuffling on the floor outside where the dead began to fill the hallway. "How did you know where to go?" A quick scan around the room showed a couple of doors and a few pieces of furniture you couldn't make out with the white sheets covering them. "I came in here 'cause they got behind me, you're lucky I heard you." His voice got higher at the end, probably expecting a "Thank you" but that was a few steps away in your mind. "Have you heard from anyone?" He shakes his head. "I took mine off an hour ago when it started buzzing." His response was short, he didn't sound defeated, just that he came to terms with his current position. "Well what do we do now?" You definitely sounded defeated, the gun hung down sadly at your hip while you looked out the boarded up window. "Trigger finger itchin', rookie?" You could hear the sarcasm in his tone as he sat on a covered sofa, you smile to yourself, lifting the strap over your shoulder and sitting the artillery down on the windowsill. "I wanted some more action before we hit a dead end." You could feel his gaze shift over to you subtly but he didn't press on, eventually darting back to the switchblade he kept retracting.
An hour passes, though it feels like an eternity in your head.
"You're going to walk a hole in the floor!" Leon finally speaks up about your pacing, you had been walking from corner to corner of the room, lost in your own thoughts.. "At least we could leave through it and I'd be getting us out of here." The sharpness coming out in your tone, you were becoming more impatient as time went on. You knew no one was coming but the horde in the hallway hadn't stopped stirring and you were becoming more positive the two of you couldn't leave the way you came. A short laugh from him as he swings his feet over and his boots hit the floor. "We could tear the boards off the window." He points at it from across the room. "From the third floor, not that hard of a fall." He stands up to walk over to you, his tall figure looming over as he spoke in a firm tone. "You need to sit your ass down and think straight." He puts his hands on your shoulders to steady you but it does the opposite, making your knees weak. Sure, he could be a little harsh sometimes, but damn, he knew how to get it across; maybe those pretty blue eyes or that cocky smile had something to do with it but he was still motivational. "I know, it's just driving me up the wall being in here." You groan and throw your head back, turning around to walk over to the sofa and sit down, the cloth covering kicking up a small puff of dust. He leans against the wall to watch you. "Do you wanna play a game to calm your nerves?" His arms cross over his chest as he waits for your response. "Okay.." There was hesitance in your voice, why wouldn't there be? He smiles then rushes to sit down beside you, crossing his leg on the sofa to be face to face with you. "Just stare at me, relax, If you smile, you lose." His expression drops immediately, locking in for his game. "Wait, what?" You laugh at him and he shakes his head. "You lose, haven't you played this?" His playful demeanor was calming you. "No! Try me again, it's like a staring contest." You beg him and agrees, you give him a plain expression; almost unreadable. He does the same.
Getting lost in his eyes were easy, what was hard was not shifting your gaze lower to look at all the other marvelous features that this man had. You're inches away from his face, you can smell the clean, sharp cologne he wore, mixed with the musk of the old room. "You're really good at this." His eyes went down to your lips for a split second then were back up, you catch that simple act and you finally see through him. "I'm good at poker too." You tell him and his eyebrow hitches, pleased with you. "We should play with each other sometime." He didn't show it but his energy definitely radiated a smile, he knew his comment had a double meaning and you were eating it up. "It's a date." You end there and you could see a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Ha! I win." You exclaim, hitting his knee in a dramatic way. There it was, that pretty, half-cocked smile. "Alright, that's fair." A breathy laugh escapes him, he moves closer to fill the space between you and you feel your heart skip a beat. "Would you like a prize?" His words came across in a low, tantalizing whisper. "Only if it'll help me relax.." He brings his hand up to hold the back of your neck, pulling you in for a soft kiss, then it starts to build, the two of you getting hungrier by the second. With your brain being foggy and your body feeling numb, it didn't take long for you to fall into him. His strong arm wrapped around your waist to pull you closer to him, his fingers tangling in your hair and then pulling lightly. "You aren't going to hurt me, Kennedy." You say against his lips, a curious gleam flashes through his eyes and he tightens his grip, pulling your head back as he kisses your neck and you practically purr against him. "I can, if you want.." He mumbles then bites down softly, a low buzzing throughout your body as he continued to nip at your throat. "I want to see you try."
A quiet laugh from him, you could hear the depth of his voice and it sent goosebumps across your skin. Within seconds, you're hoisted up and then your back is thrown flat on the sofa. He's kneeling over you while he grips at your shirt, his hands balling into fists and the harsh sound of fabric being ripped as he tears it off your body. "What will I wear when we get out of here?" You ask, bordering a pout and amusement. He's already busy on the lower half of your body, yanking your pants down and he looks up to smirk, dark, blue eyes that pierced through you with one thing on his mind and one thing only; How eager were you willing to be?. "You'd look good in just my jacket." His tone is playful, but his movements are rough, hands gripping your hips and tugging your panties down, he moves quickly up your body to capture your mouth in another hungry kiss. All of your senses were becoming overwhelmed, with him. You pull on the straps of the harness that was wrapped around him, in any desperate attempt to get closer and feel more of what he had to offer. His arms snake under you and lift you so your bare pussy was resting on his thigh, you wrap your arms around his neck and start grinding against him, feeling the muscle tense under the rough fabric. His hands make quick work with the dark bra that remained, one hand palming at your breast while the other goes to cup your ass and push you harder on him. You moan quietly in his ear, sliding your pussy back and forth over the wet spot that was probably soaking through the pants, his hands move to your hips and pull you closer to sit directly on his bulge. "You feel that?" His whispered question was so sinful, a fire was brewing under your skin as he spoke. "Maybe." You rub along his boner, feeling his hard shaft strain against the material.
He narrows his eyes, leaning forward so his forehead hits yours and a smirk creeps across his face. "You're gonna feel it tomorrow." One of his hands keeps you held in place, the other coming up to his mouth and he sucks on the tip of his middle and ring finger. Your eyes were fixed on his movements, he brought his fingers to your lips and you invited him in. He seemed so pleased, biting his lip as they went deeper into your mouth, making your throat tighten a little and saliva drip down the corners of your lips. "Uh huh, that's what I wanted to see." His sweet tone made you smile around his fingers, he pulled them out to kiss you and they quickly found your clit, working firm, skillful circles around it. "Leon- Ah-" Your whining is making his cock twitch underneath you, the mix of his sloppy kisses and fingers playing with you is starting to make you become more desperate, you yank at his shirt to untuck it from his pants and mess with his belt as much as you can. An amused sound from him and he breaks the kiss, he stares in your eyes and your vision flutters as you feel the gentle stretch of his digits begin to fill you up, your mouth hangs open slightly and you lean back till he's knuckle deep inside of you. "Holy shit, that feels so good." You start rocking against his hand, his fingers curling when they're as deep as they can go and your core tightens around him. You hear him mess with his belt and when you look down he's already pulling his hard cock out of his pants, he slides his fingers out of you and inspects them closely, scissoring them in a 'V' shape to watch the fluid string and glisten on his hand. He gives his length a few slow pumps as he licks the side of his finger, tasting the wetness that coated it. "Mhm, wish I could taste you when you cum on me." He aligns the tip with your entrance and you feel him push in slightly, you moan as your cunt sucks him in deeper. "F-Fuck, so hot.." He lays his head on your shoulder and lets out a deep breath as you sit flat on him, the head of his cock was pressing against a spot that made the ends of your body feel numb.
"You fit perfectly~" A quick peck on the top of his head and you start grinding your hips against him, he chokes out a moan and then his hands grab your hips to start bouncing you up and down. "Gonna make me finish before I even bottom you out." He hisses as his hands guide you, sliding you all the way up his length till you reach the tip then he slams you back onto him. He repeats this movement a few times and then grows bored of it quickly; His strong hands grip your arms and pin them behind your back, locking you in place and barely able to move, his hips start bucking up furiously. Loud, broken cries are spewing out of your mouth as he pounds your pussy, he had a look of pride on his face, breaking quickly to bring focus back to you and tap his thumb on your bottom lip impatiently. You open your mouth for him and he slips his middle and ring finger in, hitting the back of your throat and making you gag around them, the cockiest fucking smile flashes across his face and he stops thrusting into you from below. You whine as you grind your hips into him helplessly, his fingers now replicating the movements in your mouth you desperately wish you had deep inside. "You like it when I fill your mouth and your hole? Filthy." His demeaning words made you clench around him and this only fueled his excitement for his newfound discovery. His hand comes up to tangle in your hair and pull your head back, thrusting his fingers deeper in your mouth while drool dripped down your face, you clenched as you were rising off of him it seemed to pull him in further. He groans as he throws his head back, wrapping his arms around you and repositioning the two of you so that your back is on the sofa and he's on top of you. You put your legs around his waist but it isn't enough, he lifts them to rest on his shoulders and he starts slamming into you again, wet slaps are echoing through the room and moans from the both of you could definitely be heard from down the hall but none of it mattered right now. "Shit- Don't stop." Your orgasm was rushing in fast and he was picking up on it, leaning his head down next to yours as he deepened his strokes. "You gonna cum all over me now, rookie?" That tantalizing whisper that made you aware of how bad this all seemed now, but the adrenaline his question gave you was all you needed to release on him. Your body trembled and your core clenched harshly around him in a rhythmic pulse, in a few seconds his own high catches up to him. He pulls out and a few white ropes narrowly miss your opening and shoot onto your leg, his head still hung low and a breathy laugh comes out of his mouth, finally looking up to stare you in the eyes.
"Maybe now you can relax."
Credit @chrisssiren for dividers <3
-@maplewood-valley
Leon loved to show you off and didn't shy away when it came to public affection. He always seemed confident, he joked around a lot but he was the sweetest guy you had ever dated, it wouldn't be long before he was hooked, constantly doing what he could to get your attention; who would've thought he wanted you to be his first?
warnings: Unprotected Sex (!WRAP IT UP!) Virginity loss, Teaching him what to do, Oral (F! Recieving) Bottom Leon, Petnames.
You and him had started in the car, simple goodbye kisses that ached to be something more, he couldn't keep his hands to himself so you asked him to come upstairs. A short silence lingered in the air then he finally spoke up. "Yeah, I'd like that."
He kisses up the back of your neck as you mess with the keys, feeling him smile against your skin. "I'm trying to hurry!" You giggle at him then the both of you stumbled into your apartment. His hands caressing your sides as you walk away, throwing your purse on the counter and pulling him in as he closed the door behind him. He presses you against the wall and you wrap your arms around his neck, his kisses were devouring you, palms sliding up your legs to lift your dress up and cup your bare ass; a mischievous smile crept across his face. "You didn't wear panties?"
"I thought you'd never notice." You end with a pout. He laughs softly, massaging the skin as he looked into your eyes, his mind seemed to wander off as he stared down at your lips. "Is something wrong?" You ask quietly, you knew that was probably a 'boner killer' question but his pause made you worry for him. "No- I- I'm sorry." He lets go of you and pulls your dress down, his words and the absence of his touch made your stomach drop. "Nothing could ever be wrong right now.." He lets out a deep breath, his brain was racking through all the possible answers to throw at you and still nothing was coming out. "Did you forget condoms?" His eyes go wide before he hides his face in his palms and plops on the corner of the sofa. "I wish it was that easy." He mumbles, avoiding your gaze. You kneel in front of him, swatting his arms away and positioning yourself between his legs. "I could get a pill." His face turned red as he stared down at you, fumbling with his words as he spoke. "I need- No- I want- Damn. This is so hard." He groans as he leans back on the sofa, he looked pitiful. "Would you whisper it to me?" You plead him, he was like a deer in headlights, he finally nodded.
You got off the floor and sat on the cushion beside him, leaning your head against his shoulder. Your heart was beating fast, thinking about what he had to say, but not as fast as his; you could almost hear the rhythmic pounding coming from his chest as you waited for his confession.
"ⁱ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵐʸ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ"
"What?" His voice was too low to process what you just heard. What you think you heard. He whined as he buried his face in your hair. "You would be the first.." Surprise was plastered across your face but you didn't let him see that, you didn't want him more self conscious than he already was. You put your hand on his leg, softly rubbing it and he relaxes under your touch. "That isn't what you said though." A smile tugged at the corner of your mouth and you moved your head to look over at him, he looked down.
He was showing a vulnerable part of him because he wanted to share it with you. So therefore, you wanted to make this sweet boy as happy as he made you.
"It was pretty close-" He smiles nervously, he was a terrible liar; and a pretty bad whisperer. "I want you to look at me and say it again". A subtle tease to your tone, his eyes darted to meet yours immediately and his face turned an embarrassing shade of red, he took a moment before repeating himself. "I want you to be the first." He says quietly. "I should have told you, I-I just didn't know what to do." His voice was upset, you reposition yourself on the sofa to face him and you take his hands. "It's okay, you're telling me now." He nods softly, a lost puppy look in his eyes. "If you want to try, I think you're a good listener~" He perks up at that, smiling and bringing your hands to his mouth to kiss them. "Please, I want to make you feel good." His kisses trail to your wrist and down your arm, his obedience beginning to shine through. "You're already doing a good job." You lean back on the sofa as he crawls on top of you, his mouth was leaving open kisses along your neck, hands pulling at the thin fabric of your dress that clearly wasn't showing enough for him. "Teach me how to eat you out." A determined tone that sent a spasm to your clit. "You don't have to-" He cuts you off before you can finish. "No, please- I want to taste you so bad." He pulled the dress up over your stomach and you arched your back to tug it over your head, watching your movements intently as you revealed your naked body to him. "You're so gorgeous.." His voice trailing off as his vision moved down, burning every part into his brain as if it were a map; he was planning to explore every path.
He kissed down your body, looking into your eyes as his lips went lower and lower, sinking into the floor on his knees and he takes his shirt off. "You look like you know what you're doing." You poke at him, you had seen him shirtless before but not like this; not with him between your legs, begging to eat you out. You were open in front of him and his gaze was fixated on your center, he moves closer and you feel his fingertips softly parting your lips. "So pretty.." He whispered to your pussy, examining it with a dangerous closeness. You could swoon over how precious he was being.
You put two fingers in your mouth to coat them in saliva and brought them down to your pussy to softly rub circles around you clit while he held you open, he looked up at you in awe while you played with yourself. "See? Focus here." Your order made him pay attention, watching you as you started getting off in front of him. "You're getting wet." His thumb slid between your folds to feel the wetness that was starting to pool at your hole, you hum softly at his touch and lean your head back. He moves your hand and you feel his warm lips against your clit, a soft kiss, then opening his mouth and feeling his hot tongue swirl around it and pressing firmly against the bud. You moan and try to contain your hips from grinding into his face for more friction, he sucks on it lightly, another open mouthed kiss then back to teasing the oversensitive bundle of nerves. "Ah- Leon, that's perfect." Your praise was music to his ears, he leans his head against your inner thigh and started to coat his fingers in the slick. He rubbed the two fingers around your hole then slowly sunk them in, going in a little then pulling out to tease you. You whine and clench around him, keeping his fingers trapped inside and he chuckles quietly against your pussy, the cool air making you squeeze him again.
"I don't think I'll last long in you" He admits, sliding his fingers deeper and curling them in a way that makes you whine his name. He groans against your clit, the vibrations making you arch your back and softly bounce on his hand, his blue eyes piercing up at you with lust. He slowly slides his fingers out and replaces it with his mouth, sweetly making out with your wet hole, he lets out an almost feral growl, his hands on your inner thighs and parting them more as he buried his face in your heat. You don't know how much more you can take, you introduced a man to pussy and now it's just him in his own world. He whines as he eats you out, pulling back enough to lick flat over your pussy and lap up any juice that isn't getting in his mouth, then diving back like a starved man. "Fuck~ Such a good boy." You're biting your lip as you stare down at him, fingers tangling gently in his blonde hair, his eyes open to look at you in a daze and he whines against you, pushing the tip of his tongue further in your hole.
You can feel the knot quickly unraveling as he worked it in and out of your pussy, whimpers and whiny pleas not to stop and it soon rushes over you. He rubs circles over your clit with his index finger as he drank everything you had to offer, an assault on your senses from the overwhelming pleasure. "Baby please- let me help you." You squirm against him and he laughs out of breath, finally parting from your puffy pussy to admire his work, the wetness reflecting on his lips as he smiled at you. "How'd I do?" His question had plastered a shocked expression across your face, you lean up quickly to cup his cheeks and kiss him, feeling the slick against his mouth. "So good, baby.. I loved it." You whisper the last words and his breath hitches, you start to get up and he helps you, holding your hand as you get off the sofa and you lead him down the hall. "Go easy on me okay!" His tone is half teasing as you pull him into your bedroom, the blue flickering light from the TV being more than enough for you to see how to undo his belt, the soft thud as it hit the floor. "I won't bite" You nudge him with your knee, his eyes focused on your body as you worked his pants down, revealing the large hard on that strained against his navy blue boxers.
You start to get on your knees and he stops you. "Another time." His hands on your shoulders and you nod, you were getting ahead of yourself. "Can I sit on it?" You ask him and his cheeks turn red, a cocky smile on his face. "I'd be an idiot to say no to that offer" He exhaled, sliding his boxers off and siting on the bed, his cock stood tall and eager. Everything was always better when you got a closer look at it; The times you had rubbed on his boner and tried to imagine what he looked like under his jeans but you had always got interrupted, but not this time. He leaned back on the bed on his elbows, his cock bounced as if it were saluting you and you smirk at him. The tip was already beading with precum, you roll your thumb over it and he leans his head back when you make contact with it, his hips instinctively gravitating upwards. You lick your hand and bring it down to him, slowly pumping his hot, thick shaft then crawling on top to straddle him, you align his needy tip with your entrance and he's watching you closely as you guide him in.
Slowly sinking on him till you get a little past the tip and he hisses through his teeth. "Holy shit- So tight" You put your hands on his chest and stay at the position you are, slowly going up and down on his tip till he relaxes. The movement making you adjust to him quickly and aching for more but trying to keep a steady pace, he holds your thighs and whines as he starts bucking up into you. You bite your lip as you slide further down his shaft and he chokes out a moan. His cock was thicker at the base, it stretched you out more till you reached the end and sat perfectly flat on him, his tip pressing deep inside you and you whimpered every time it hit that special spot. "Do you like that, how I feel wrapped around you?" The question was so provocative, he covered his face with his hands and nodded. "Mhm mhm.." He moaned as you rocked your hips back and forth, prying a real answer out of him. "Use your voice, I'll do anything you want." You coax him seductively. He's unraveling under you, not forming words then you stop moving and he whines. "No- Please, don't stop. You feel amazing" He begs you with watery eyes and it eats at your heart, leaning down to kiss his forehead and slowly grind against him, his arms wrap around your waist to lock you in place, a few short thrusts then he starts pounding into you from underneath; an inexperienced rhythm but powerful nonetheless. "Leon, shit-" You moan as he plows into you, his sharp movements making a lewd sound that echoed against your bedrooms walls. "Ah- You sound so pretty." He whimpered in your ear, being chest to chest and he moves his hands down to cup your ass, helping you slam back onto him at a quicker pace. The sounds coming out of your mouth could be from a porn movie, your core spasmed around him as he bullied his dick further into you, hitting every part that made you screw your eyes shut. "I-I'm so close." He sounded out of breath, his voice breaking as he speaks and his pace getting sloppier. You pushed your back against his arms to lean up and he let's you go, resting your hands on his chest and he's biting his lip, eyes glued to your body for any move you might make. "Let me feel it, baby~" You rise almost completely off of him, the tip of his cock being all that's left in you then slamming back down onto it, his arm goes to cover his mouth, biting into it while his other hand digs harshly in your thigh. You repeat the movement only a couple times and his body shudders as he spills into you, a chain of curses spewing out of his mouth you had never heard him say before. He whines as he grinds into your core helplessly, his cock twitching and more ropes shooting out to paint the inside of your pussy. His chest was rising and falling quickly, trying to catch his breath and his hand didn't leave your hip, instead, his other hand reaches down to hold yours that was resting on his chest and brings it to his mouth to kiss it. "Thank you so much. So perfect. You were so perfect" Kissing the inside of you hand as a punctuation to his words, he softly bit your palm as he stared at you through the corner of his eye, a devilish smirk across his face. "I was a good boy?" You smile at him as you kiss his nose and climb off, his eyes following you as you lay beside him, getting on his side and propping up on his elbow. "You were amazing, Leon." You look over at him and he's tracing circles on your lower stomach.
"I'll always be good for you.."
You knew that. You knew how much he loved you, even if he was scared to tell you that, too.
Tagging: @maplewood-valley 🍁🌟and site for dividers COCO🌴
warnings: Run and Hide scenario. He's kind of a dominant asshole (I know, his polar opposite) Knife play. Hair pulling, fingering and oral. (F Recieving) Unprotected PnV. He gives the reader pet names. Daryl has a pregnancy kink ⤶
He's a horny, freaky man but the fluff meter is still a little high, folks <3
"Dogs ought' to stay where they're fed" Daryl yells from across someone's front lawn, some guy walking with him, stopping to look in my direction then trying to calm him down and walking with him around the corner. You're talking to one of the new guys that was just picked up a few days ago in some sorry little run, it's not that you aren't grateful to see a new face.. But it was getting harder to supply everyone with what they needed and Daryl was being an asshole every time someone talked to him. You didn't even get as far to get the man's name and he was already throwing loud, public fits. Since you told him you just wanted to be friends then he's been making it everyone's problem. "Who's that?" The guy asks, folding up the towels he came by to ask for and making his way down the steps. "Dixon." You sound just as annoyed as you look. "He's a dick, don't ask him for anything" He nods, you wave the guy off and go back into your house. You definitely didn't want to be "just friends" with the motorcyclist but he sealed that deal last week.
The two of you were okay before, but that was the problem; 'okay ' wasn't cutting it, anymore. Sneaking around to get hot and heavy, making up reasons to work together.. One night, you were sitting on his lap, begging him to fuck you, he froze. "I don't want to." What he said would play in your head like the devil was whispering in your ear to fuck with you. You just got up and walked back to your house, feeling stupid for wasting your time and you weren't about to sit there and convince a man to have sex with you.
He'd been eyeing you for days like some dog you'd hit in a fight, a mix of anger with some hurt. You'd been ignoring him most of the time but you'd be lying if you weren't trying to mess with him subtly. "If he keeps bringing that piece of shit out, they'll be a horde out there any day waiting for his sorry ass" Daryl rolls the bike up the street and kicks the stand propping it up. "Damn, you don't think you're a little harsh?" Rosita laughs and hits your shoulder. Your attitude towards him had definitely changed, recently. You still thought he was a sweet guy at heart, but you guessed he just wasn't ready to take it further. "He can crash and burn for all I care"
Yikes, okay, maybe 'pissed' was the nicest word I could use cause he really made me mad.
He started to walk up to the sidewalk of your house and you and Rosita were sitting on the steps, chatting about days gone by. Eyeing him and lifting her eyebrows at you "I'll head out now" She hops up quickly and pats off her shorts. "No, please.. stay." I silently plead her. "I'll help you with anything"
"No, really. I have to go, someone always needs my help. Daryl might need yours." She ends it there with a wink and walks away; Tilting her cap up at him as they walk past each other.
He stands there for a second in silence, looking you up and down before exhaling and tilting his head towards the bike. "Need you t'go on a run with me"
"Rick hasn't said anything about needing help and why should I go with you?" His faced winced. I hoped those words stung.
"Did you not listen? I didn't ask if y'wanted to go" He snapped. You don't know why the hell he would ask you, maybe he was playing checkers, but you knew how to play chess. "Fine, but I want to stop at that souvenir shop on the way back" He nodded. "Fine by me." The two of you walking down the street, he whistled to Sasha to open the gate and he threw his leg over the bike. The gate rattled open and the engine of his bike revved up with a deep roar and finally settling into a low hum.
"Ya gonna ride or not?" The thin patience coming out in his voice. "I thought you didn't want me to." Trying to say it as innocently as you can and hopping onto the back. You put your hands on his hips, he shakes his head and skids off. Nearly lifting the front wheel off the ground, you wrap your arms around him and grip his shirt tightly. "I hate you!" burying your face into his leather wings and taking a deep breath to calm down.
Driving down the road, passing the pine trees and you're enjoying the rare sight outside. With your arms wrapped around him and the roar of the engine beneath you, this is almost enough to make everything feel like before. Driving over a rickety wooden bridge, he pulls into the yard of this abandoned shack and turns off the engine. "Where the hell are we?" You get off and look around, the house is dilapidated, plants overtaking the yard and busting through the cracks in the deck. "You been pissin' me off" Propping the bike on the side of a tree and walking back and forth, talking to you sternly.
"Dunno what games you think you're playin', but I'm fed up" Biting back a laugh and putting your hands on your hips "You brought me out here.. For this!? You're so childish, Dixon"
"You think y'know everything but y'wouldn't know shit if it hit you in the face!" He's being irate, going on a tyrant and hurling insult after insult at you; now you know why he chose a secluded location. "I'm done talking to you, start this piece of shit up. I'm not walking back." You kick the wheel of the bike furiously. "You need to watch your mouth when you're out here wit'me"
"Or you'll what?" You know you're being antagonizing but he's firing you up right now, he was being indecisive as fuck and had dragged you out here, to what? Yell at you some more?
"You thinking about doing something to me in these woods? cause that would mean you'd actually want to fuck me." In seconds your back was shoved against the tree the bike was propped on, his hands on your shoulders and getting close enough to hear him whisper.
"If y'weren't such a needy fuckin' slut and listened to me, y'would've gotten what you wanted that night" "I wanted you to stop holding back!" You hit at his chest in frustration, he grabs you by your wrists to stop you, with his face inches away from yours, he makes everything stop when he kisses you. You lean into him, you missed this so much; you missed him.
You put your hands on his chest, he lingered for a moment before using both hands to cup your face and deepen the kiss. Softly biting at your bottom lip then pulling it into his mouth to suck on it. You whine into his mouth and this makes him pull away and step back. "This! I'm so tired of this sh-" He reaches down to get the knife he has holstered on his jeans and you pause "Nah, keep bitchin'." Waving the end up and down at you "Strip." Your body is frozen, but your mind is racing. Wondering if he's serious, should you run? No. You knew he wouldn't hurt you, that wasn't in his heart;
If he wanted to, he would have done it back in Alexandria and then leave in the middle of the night.
This was the next level in the game you two were playing, you had been waiting for him to take his turn for so long, you forgot you still hadn't won.
"It's a little late to come up with my stripper name, now." You tease, rolling your eyes. You take off your boots, one, then the other and throw them both in his direction. Slowly lifting your shirt, playing with the ends of it in a tantalizing gesture then lifting it over your head, revealing a dark green bra with black straps. His expression is unchanged but it remains focused on you, waiting for you to finish.
Fine, then.
You unbutton your jeans and spin around, sliding them down to your feet and kicking them off, you're left in your bra and a pair of black panties. You bend over the back of the bike while sliding them down to expose your ass. Looking over your shoulder and into his eyes, you give him a little wiggle, shame doesn't exist to you right now; He presented the opportunity, and you seized it.
He stepped closer to you and you feel his fingertips brush your hip softly, like he was having a dream and had to make sure you were real. "Mhm, so soft" You feel the sharp tip of the knife poking into your side and you wince; not from pain but shock. He drags it down your hip, to your ass and you feel him press the cool, flat side of the blade against your cheek, tapping the skin teasingly. "Daryl, please..." You grind into him and he reacts intensely, using his elbow to press you flat onto the bike, it still being warm from the ride earlier. He grabs a fistful of your hair and tugs your head back "Little girl, y'don't even know." Pulling you back further and leaning down so you two were side by side.
"I don't wanna fuck you 'cause I'll fuckin' break you"
His tone was harsh. "I don't give a shit" You weren't going back, he could see that. Your voice was painfully whiny when you spoke, mixed with want and need. "Don't move." Letting go of your hair and getting on one knee behind you. "You know how long it's been since I seen an ass this nice?" His hand rubbing and kneading the pillowy flesh, taking a moment to appreciate it, then using two fingers to part your lips wide open. You gasp, feeling the cool air hit you soaking cunt.
That's it, you're completely exposed to him now.
"Never seen a pussy this pretty before, neither" His voice is low. With his other hand, he gently drags the knife over your ass, not hard but pressing down enough to have red trails form. Feeling the sting and heat rush throughout your body, you're frozen in place and unable to keep up with the thoughts in your head. He teases circles around your hole with the two fingers, spreading your arousal around to his content.
Leaving hungry, open-mouthed kisses on your hip and then dipping down to nip at the back of your thigh. It was all coaxing you, In a moment, you feel the cold, hard handle of the knife at your entrance then slowly sink in. "Daryl- Fuck!" Whines mixed with whimpers are spilling from your mouth. You know your cheeks are flushed and you're somewhat relieved you aren't making eye contact with him in such a state. He only goes a certain depth then pulls it back out, using his other hand to keep you spread open so he can watch how you take it. You're whining for more, you feel so pathetic.. In a desperate attempt, you start rocking back and forth onto the knife to get any sort of relief and he snaps.
"So goddamn needy." Taking the handle out has you clenching around nothing, pleading and apologizing to him. Standing up to holster the knife, he slaps your ass hard, leaving a red handprint along with the lines from the blade. "Get up" He sounds demanding but his voice is back to how it always was.
You raise off the bike and pull your panties up, the skin tingling from the marks. Turning to face him and you somehow feel more vulnerable now than before. "You still want me?" He's being sincere, a tinge of sadness to his words. "I don't wanna hurt you but I don'think I could stop." He's staring into your dazed eyes, searching for a sign, or anything that will answer him. You could understand him in ways;
If you were on the road. Alone. For a long time. Its hard to get close to someone. When you do, you'll do everything to be 'normal' again and they'll still be afraid of you.
"If you don't hold back, I won't want you to ever stop" That had two meanings, that both applied, but you hoped he would think about it later. He nodded, looking down to smirk then shifting his gaze back up to get the full picture. "I want you t'do something fer'me" His whole demeanor had changed again, there was a playful gleam in his eye you hadn't seen before in him, you felt like you were about to be hunted.
You nod, a little nervous by the mystery that surrounded the favor, he's pulling a cigarette out of a dirty, crumbled up pack, probably a reused one he keeps refilling. He's puffing on it while taking off his vest, you're watching the muscles in his arm flex, very intently. "I want you to run" You zone back in, not fully comprehending what you hear, so you laugh. "When I finish this, I'm gonna come look for ya" He's being so fucking cryptic but also dead serious, leaning against the tree, propped on his foot. "What do I do if you find me?" Your teasing might just be your death. He cuts his eyes at you. "Run." Deeply inhaling the cigarette, making the end spark up, it begins to burn down quickly. He smiles then turns his back to you and you don't waste time in running behind the abandoned shack.
The back door was attached to the frame by one measly hinge, it hung crooked with enough space to slide through and so, being careful not to get cut on anything, you creep into the opening and start looking around. It was silent and not many places to hide, everything that wasn't too heavy to move, had been shoved against the front door. Some cabinets in the kitchen area, a brick fireplace and a large area rug to fill out the space. There were two other doors in the shack but you didn't have time to look in there;
The last thing you wanted was to be face to face with a walker, in your underwear.
Two windows were enough to light up the room, one by the back of the house and one by the front door, you could look out the front and see Daryl. He was sitting under the tree, he took one last puff then he shoves the butt into the ground and stands up. Shit. Shit. Shit. You swear you feel your heart rate spike, backing to the edge of the room and trying to open one of the doors but its caught on the rug. You're panicking, closing the door and trying to fix the rug then you see a thick line cut out on the floor boards.
Fucking geniuses.
You lift it up, just poking your head in for a look then getting in and closing it as quietly as you can. This was definitely made as an escape route. You heard footsteps on the gravel outside, stomping up the steps then stopping. You jump when you hear a loud noise and then the back door is snapped to pieces, everything scatters over the floor. He fucking kicked it down. His boots thud across the floor, the noise creeping closer as he walks around. You crawl around under the floor, getting to the edge of porch steps, everything under the porch is exposed and your nerves are keeping you from running. You think if you get away and outlast him, then you would get some kind of 'grand prize'
You hear one of the back room doors open from in the house, that's your cue. You bolt for it. hopping out from under the porch and into the grass. Strong arms wrap around your waist and stop you in your tracks, he lifts you into the air and carries you back in, kicking and cursing. "How the fuck!" "You cheated!"
He carries you to that back room where he had opened the door, throwing you down on a thin mattress, the springs from the metal bed cried out when you bounced on it. Ripping his shirt over his head and parting your legs to force himself in-between them, he dives down to you roughly, biting your bottom lip then sliding his tongue into your mouth. Your legs are wrapped around his waist and you're pulling him closer to you, feeling his erection through his pants and grinding your pussy against him. You whine into the kiss and you feel him smile against your lips. "Need me so bad, don't you?" Ending with a kiss and hovering over you on his hands, he reaches down to get his knife and brings it to your face. Waving it slowly in front of you and your eyes follow it from side to side. "Smart girl"
Dragging it down your cheek and to your collarbone, gives you goosebumps immediately, he goes under the strap of your bra and lifts it up, making it snap back against your skin. "Fuck. Please, I ca-" He covers your mouth, pressing firmly against it to muffle your begging. "Shh, Shh" Using the knife to cut through the middle of your bra and expose your breasts to him, your eyes widen. "Don't say anything but my name" You nod and he removes his hand, moving down to your panties, he drags the knife up your thigh and you fight yourself not to move. Sliding the blade underneath black cloth, he cuts through each side. Ripping the panties off and grabbing your hips to pull you to the end of the bed, you're laughing and kicking playfully as he gets on his knees and spreads your legs wide open, he's taking in a surreal sight.
"You look t'good like this.." He gets close enough for you to feel his lips on your center, he takes a deep inhale, then starts devouring you.
Curses and moans were spilling out of you, gripping the sheets while he fucked his tongue into your hole. He was pressed against your pussy, sloppily making out with it, when he slid up to suck on your clit, all you could see were stars. "Daryl, p-please, don't stop" Your whines were enough to have him explode right then and there, but he wanted to play with you for as long as he could. He has his index and middle finger around your entrance, getting it covered in the wetness then slowly starting to pump them in and out of you.
Fuck.
No one eats pussy like a man starved.
His mouth focusing on the sensitive bud and his fingers hit as deep as they can, finding that spot in you that has you squirming away. Your crying out his name and moaning, he pulls his fingers out to wrap his arms around your legs, burying his face into your pussy and closing them around his head. You arch your back and pull on his hair, your peak was building fast and your body was overheating. "Please, I'm so fucking close" Tears are building in the corner of your eyes. He lifts your legs up to lick one long stripe over your slit before he pulls away, the feeling slips away as fast as it was rolling in, you groan.
"I know, I know.. I want t'feel you when you cum" He's unbuckling his pants and getting up to slide them off, his lengthy cock springing out when he strips. "Turn over." He orders, doing a circular motion with his finger. You do as your told, flipping over flat and arching your ass up for him to get a better view. "Like that?" He kneels into the bed and digs his fingers into your hips, pulling you higher to him and sliding his cock up and down your drenched opening. "Just like that, doin' such a good job, baby doll" The name has you clenching before he even enters you. He sinks in deep, barely giving you any time to adjust, he hisses when he's fully in you. "Fuckk" He groans, throwing his head back.
It's been too long since you've been filled like this.
His hands still gripped to you tightly, he's going at an unforgiving pace, slapping and moans could definitely be heard from outside, but who gave a shit, It's not like the owner was gonna come back to life and wonder what you two were doing in their house. You're bouncing back on it to match his rhythm, he grabs your wrists and pins your arms behind your back, fucking you brutally into the mattress. Any thoughts you have in your head are coming out as whimpers and cries, you're drooling and your legs are shaking. "Fuck, I need t'see you" He flips you over in one fluid motion and throws your legs onto his shoulders; never leaving you empty for a second.
He's not going as hard as before but deep strokes, you swear his tip would bruise you. "Do I feel good?" You ask softly. "Mhm" He nods. kissing one of your legs then letting them go to get as close to you as possible. "Y'look pretty, too" His voice was husky, his hands cupping your face to kiss you, biting on your bottom lip. You whine into his mouth and he bucks up into your pussy, you cry out and grip his biceps. "I'll cum If y'keep makin' noises like that." He leans back and pushes your legs up to your chest, making you wrap your arms around them. "What if I wanted you to fill me up?" You were serious, you really wanted that, but when the words left your lips, you felt like you shouldn't have said it. "I was gonna" His bluntness surprised you, pulling out to slam back into you was making you lose your train of thought. "Pump you full, make your belly get all big"
He was losing it. That's the only explanation. Your pussy was giving him a fucking breakdown.
He reaches up to push your legs back further, drilling into your pussy, balls deep. You're crying out his name and tears are falling down your cheeks. "Would ya like that? Me makin' you a mommy?" You're not thinking straight, his words had your orgasm approaching like a bullet train and you're nodding and whining like some cock drunk slut. "You gonna take care of me?" Your breasts are bouncing as he pounds into you. "Everyday, doll. I'd be so good t'you" Looking at your face, your eyes closed and you biting your lip till it turned red, he can tell how close you were.
A few more strokes and it crashes over you, rippling throughout your body. You grab onto his wrist, trying to balance yourself in any way, moaning into his palm while your core spasmed around him. He almost choked out, feeling the way your hole was sucking him in deeper was going to put him in a trance. He dove as deep as he could, his body shuddering as he filled you to the brim, letting out a deep, broken moan. He stays there a moment. "Damn" He rested his head against your legs, rubbing his thumb over your cheek and leaving soft, lazy kisses on your leg. You were out of breath and your cheeks were on fire. "Daryl.. You okay?" He nods, taking some deep breaths before pulling out and laying down beside you.
"See, you didn't break me" Your pussy was still aching from him, you try to sound more energetic but you're fucked out, right now. You look up at him, his eyes were watery and he's biting his lip. He lets out a 'pfft'. "Y'weren't even alive for half of it" You smack his chest and he kisses the top of your head then gets up to put his clothes on. "We leaving, already?" You prop on your elbows to stare at him. "Yeah, I'm gettin' your clothes" He leaves the room putting his shirt on, seeing the scars on his back as he walks out.
They all look healed, but he's someone who had been to hell and back; You can still eat fruit that fell of a tree.
The two of you leave, stopping at that store on the way back.
A dingy sign in red letters read: ins N' outs
More signs would be posted on every pump saying that they were "out of gas" but you didn't come for that. The door was unlocked, Daryl walked in first; crossbow in hand. You're already walking in and straight where you need to go.
Do you even need a body guard? Not really, but this one fucked really, really good.
"Shit yeah, they're still here" You grab the last few packs of cookies you had stashed the last time you had ran through here months ago. Daryl makes his way through a few towers of stuffed animals and to where you are. "You wanted t'come out here fer'some old lady cookies?"
Low. Just low.
Shaking your head in disapproval, already eating one. "Don't rain on my parade."
Sugar was a luxury and these "old lady" cookies, had the magic ability to never taste stale. A win in my book
"Kay, sorry. Let's head back" He apologizes and walks outside. On your way out behind him, on the left side of the door, is a rack fill with discounted clothes. One catches your eye, a white shirt with a skunk on it.
Daryl is sitting on the bike, already started and he's looking over at you. "Find something t'carry your things in, grandma?"
"That's not what you wanted to call me, remember?" You laugh at him, throwing your leg over the back and reaching around to hand him the cloth. He unfolds it, a baby onesie that reads "So stinkin' cute" His mouth drops open in shock then he laughs out loud. Shaking his head, smiling. He tucks it into a pocket on the inside of his vest. "I can call you mommy now If y'want"
You wouldn't mind if he did it more often.
Oh man, I've had this idea for so long and posted a brief synopsis of it back in September but could never finish or settle on a name. I was writing and listening to my Jeff Buckley record on repeat and it hit me,
SEVERAL of the songs hit hard for him and my theme 😭🙌
I really fw it when an author puts a song down in a book, real recognize real.
Smut drabble of Reader being the child of a cult leader and Daryl is obsessed with making you belong to him. Reader is of age but no gender is mentioned.
word count: 2.1k
warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Religion is mentioned, "Obscenities surronding God" Porn with little plot, Anal Penetration, Somnophilia, Humiliation Kink, Throat Fucking, Ass Eating, Hair Pulling, Fingering, Face Slapping, Name Calling, Spitting. Ending is pretty much up for interpretation but iykyk (^з^)-☆
PROBABLY DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT IDK
The first letter appeared one night in June, sitting on the floor by your window was a dingy piece of paper that reeked of musk like it had sat in a drawer for years. A dove stamped on the front in black.
Reclused in your house and having read every book that your father would allow, the next sentence flashed across your mind. You didn't question anything, writing it down on the back of the note, balling it up and throwing it out the window.
You'd get letters stuffed in the crack of your window most days, containing romantical nonsense or requests for you to leave things outside on the roof. You wanted too, but a punishment was the only thing preventing you.
Being your Fathers perfect "angel", his hope was you wouldn't fuck up your life or someone else's if you spent more time reading your Bible than going out in the real world. You could only pull this off for so long, after you graduated, then your life was on lockdown, your room becoming a prison and you thought eventually, your tomb.
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Thinking about who could be watching you from your window was consuming every thought you had, praying anything or anyone would take you from this place, you constantly reached out to them. Leaving the curtains open slightly as you would undress, cracking the window as you slept. You started waking up with missing items, pens you thought you had misplaced, perfume, and a few pairs of underwear that had confirmed your suspicions for someone sneaking in.
One day, a message would ping on your flip phone and you'd grab it immediately. It might be able to be heard from downstairs if it was dead silent. You look at the screen thats shaking in your hands and read the message from the unknown number.
"Show me where you want to be touched"
Your face heats up, you had never taken a naked picture before, much less sent one to someone. You froze, biting on your nail while you looked around. The idea of a stranger looking at your photo and touching themselves was making you ache, them touching you was something else, completley. You think about them putting their hands all over you, defiling you in ways you didn't know were possible and your vision blurs.
Focus.
I need to hurry up.
Taking off your pants and proping the phone on the dresser, you set a timer and turn around to bend over the bed. You use your hands to spread yourself wide open for the camera.
Click.
Burying your face into your pillow from embarrassment, you get up to get the phone and press send. You regretted it instantly but you knew you wanted to get over it, flopping back on the bed while you stared at the ceiling.
Never anything to do
Snaking your hand between your legs to touch yourself, opening wider and imagining them down there. It was needy and pathetic, using a pillow to whine into while you fucked your fingers into your tight hole.
No response for days, turning in early for bed from how depressed it had made you and overthinking in your head about possibly ruining a made up relationship with a stalker.
You close the fridge, taking your glass and heading back upstairs, your father was in the dining room with several men sitting at the table. "A vision must have came to him in a dream" you thought.
"Ah, Y/n. Come, join us." He waves for you to come over, you stand awkwardly at the door. "I've been sick all morning, I can study in my room." The only time people would come over was for group study or if they had made up a new rule overnight. He didn't look happy but he nodded.
"We'll pray for you tonight."
He sends you back to your room. Of course you weren't sick but you would rather have bled out slowly than listen to any of his bizarre teachings. Closing the door behind you and sitting the glass on the desk, your window was still partially open from last night and a chilly breeze swept into your room, making your way over to close it and you see a small stone perched on the windowsill, your eyes light up, scanning around your room for anything to be different.
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
Maybe you were overthinking again.
You shut the window and plop on the edge of the bed to sulk, looking outside and having the momentary bliss of creating your perfect world. Gazing back to reality after a minute and your vision focuses on a faded word that's been rubbed across the pane.
ＮＯＶＥＭＢＥＲ
The first of the month was tomorrow.
Was this some kind of promise?
You had turned in early after everyone went home, antipating what was to come in the next few days.
You always had vivid dreams, sometimes you were lucky enough to feel pleasure but this was different, more intense. Grinding your hips into your matresses was instinctual, the dream was starting to merge with reality, eyelids fluttering open and the smell of copper was thick in the room. You could feel something wet lapping around your hole and you were slowly becoming more aware. "Mhhm" You moan softly and a strong hand covers your mouth, fingers toying with your ass as replacment and it had you squirming.
"Such a tease, just beggin' for someone to come n'fill you up"
The mans voice was rough, sliding two digits in and you clench around them, tears filling the corners of your eyes. The stretch was burning at first, his fingers were a lot larger than yours so it took a minute to settle into the pleasure of it.
Soon, you wanted more.
You arch your back into his hand and he spread his fingers to open you up. You grab his wrist and cry out into his palm. "Gotta get you ready for me, wouldn't wanna break my new toy" He bites your shoulder, sinking his sharp teeth deep enough to leave a mark and you whine. "So tight~ y'want me to ruin this body?" His question was tantalizing in your ear. Grabbing your face harshly to kiss you, biting your lip and pulling it into his mouth. His beard scratched against your cheek as he held you there, fingers working you open as he slid his tongue in your mouth, clashing it with yours.
You shut your eyes so tight you could see stars, the faint taste of a cigarette lingered. Desperate moans were falling out of your mouth and into his, he pulls away from the kiss and takes his fingers out of you, being empty and your high fading away was torture you had to live through. He jerks you off the bed by your arms and pushes you to the floor on your knees, the cold boards shocking your skin. "Please-" He slaps you across the face. Your cheek stings from the pain and you rub at it.
He leans down and tilts your chin up to look at him, sharp eyes peeking through long hair, a wicked smile across his face.
"Gonna listen real good t'me and open your mouth?"
You nodded.
He smiled, smacking your hot cheek lightly then standing up, you reached up to his belt eagerly and started undoing it, a satisfied expression on his face. He let you work his pants down, revealing a scruffy patch of hair and his girthy cock that twitched in anticipation when you made eye contact with it.
Oh my god, thats too much for my mouth; or anywhere else...
He held it in one hand while he grabbed your face. "Look at me." He demanded, you look up at him like a puppy and he spits on your face, slapping his hard dick against your lips then forcibly parting them and diving into your warm mouth. About halfway in and it was already taking up a good portion of the space available, you could feel the corners of your eyes burning. "F-Fuck, could y'even take more?" He grabs a fistful of your hair and shoves you a little deeper, the tip was brusing the back of your throat and you were trying your best to take it all.
Gagging and tears streaming down, you try to relax and breathe out through your nose, his cock hiding deep in your throat has your air cut off completley and a rush going to your head. You start playing with yourself to relieve the throbbing pain between your legs, he notices your crashing state and pulls out of your mouth. Slapping you hard across the face again, that burn returning and your jaw sore from his dick making its own burrow in your mouth. He pulls you up to be face to face with him. "That's the problem, right? Want it all but can't take it?" He yells at you.
"I want to try" You're begging him through tears and he smiles, almost looking proud. Shoving you on the bed and he pulls you by your ankle down to him, lifting your ass up for a better view. He kneels down and his rough hands spread you apart, using his tongue to trace circles around your hole then sliding it in and fucking you with the appendage. You grip the sheets while his tongue worked hard to get you ready, burying his face deeper in your ass until you were a shaking, whimpering mess.
You try to grind back into his face and he hooks his strong arms under your legs, pinning you in place to continue using your body as an instrument to play his lewd, degrading sounds. "more.." You're almost incoherent while you lose yourself in your own pleasure, he bites and sucks harshly on your cheek, leaving love marks around your ass. "You need it that bad, lil' angel?"
You feel your body heat up at his words. He spits in your hole then stands up, sliding the tip along your entrance to coat it in slick then greedily trying to shove the head in. Your moans come out broken, clenching hard as the the head of his cock made its way in you. He hisses, using two fingers to gag your mouth and pull you back into him.
"Only virgins sound like you"
His voice was gruff as he went deeper and you cry out. "Gonna bottom you out s'good, you'll only want me" Grabbing your hips to bounce you onto him, your hole clenched around his length when he spoke, the vulgarity alone pushing you closer to the edge. "P-Please- Oh god- Don't s-stop" He slaps your ass and your breath catches, putting his weight down on your back and hitting a spot inside you that makes your vision go black.
"I'm your God right now, got that?"
His strokes went as deep as they could, balls flushed against your ass, pulling out to slam back into you again and you barely choke out a sentence. "y-yes sir" Crying into the pillow as he abuses your hole to his liking.
"Lemme hear that pretty voice beg" His pace was getting sloppier and erratic. "God, p-please let me cum!" He growls, pulling out to flip you over on your back and shove his length back into your ass roughly. He lifts your legs as high as they could go and rests them on his shoulders, wrapping your arms around them, he has you in a mating press.
You could feel the tip of his cock against that spot that was going to make you unravel. "Had t'see what your face looks like when I make you squirt all over me"
Holy shit.
You tried to keep your composure but it came crashing over you, waves of pleasure rippling throughout your whole body, your hole spasmed around him in a rhythmic pulse and he couldn't stay together anymore.
Slamming into you one last time then filling your ass to the brim with his seed, his head hung there for a moment while he caught his breath, the hot liquid spilling out of you when he finally pulled out.
The sun was starting to rise, you laid there in a daze, high off your orgasm and your used hole was throbbing. The light filled up the corners of your room and everything started to flood into your vision. The dark shirt he wore was caked in blood as he zipped his pants and headed out your bedroom door.
"Pray for me, sometime."
Holy fuck I'm a sick perv
I'm also lazy so this is as proofread as it gets and I apologize for not EXPANDING ◇☆
Magical credits to: (@^^)/~~~ @cursed-carmine for dividers ;3
Contains: Lots of affirmation and pet names! Porn with little plot, Body Worship, Tit Play, EATER UZUI! Unprotected Penetration.
WC: 1.300+
He'd never hurt his wife, the complete opposite, he would adore and worship her; Was it still considered a gift for you if he wanted to see you wearing it?
"I thought you would look so pretty in it, darling." He carefully took the light pink set out of its box and sprawled it over the bed. It was pretty, he had just left you at a loss for words. "No, no, I love it.." Your words trailing off as you stared at the lace fabric, feeling your face heat up while he eagerly awaited your answer.
"Please, please, pleeeease put it on for mee~" Your husband dragged out the words he spoke, pouting his lip and staring at you with pleading eyes. "I think the top is a little small-" You're picking it up to examine the bust and he is already playfully shoving you to the bathroom. "Stop teasing me and put it on!" You're laughing at him as he peeks through the gap one last time then he shuts it softly.
"You probably got a small one on purpose.."
You say more for your own ears than his, stripping down to nothing and fiddling with the strings of the garment, trying to figure out what goes where.
You open the bathroom door, he was sitting on the edge of the bed in just his PJ pants and already staring in your direction, you do a single spin and smile at him. "It's really cute, do you like it?" His gaze was heavy, wandering his eyes slowly down your body, burning every curve into his mind from your shadowed figure. You could feel the temperature in the room rise several degrees, standing there as he tilts his head and eyes you down.
"So lovely.."
He whispers quietly, sliding off the bed and onto the floor, crawling to you on his hands and knees. "Baby! What's gotten into you?!" You blush and cover your mouth with the back of your hand to keep from giggling. He's kneeling at your feet, kissing up your thighs and holding the back of your legs, moving up to cup your ass. "Perfect." He kisses along your hip. "So beautiful.." Pressing a kiss to your stomach and he bites on the edge of the panties, making brief eye contact with you before hoisting you up and over his shoulder.
Laughing while you lay over him and you hit his back playfully, his strong arm was wrapped around your waist, his other hand came up to grip your plush thigh and keep you from wiggling against him. He laid you down softly, his fingers beginning to trace paths up your side. "Mhmm, please.." He shushes you with a tender kiss, moving down to nuzzle your neck and press his lips to the sensitive skin there. "..Uzuiii" You plead him, putting your hands on his shoulders while his kisses trail lower.
He pulls the pink bralette down to show you off, your nipples perking up from the cold air and he captures one with his mouth, sucking on it lightly and using his fingers to toy with the other one. You're whining as he plays with you, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud and you arch your back into him. He moves to the other breast to kiss your nipple softly then licking his tongue flat over it, whimpers would fall out of your mouth and he chuckled against your skin.
"I promise I'll take care of you, darling~"
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He's making his way down your body, kissing every inch that wasn't covered by the lewd panty set. "Mhmm, you're so soft.." With both hands on your hips, he pauses at the lace trim.
"Aww, I'm sad to see it go.."
A hurt expression was plastered across his face and you smile, nudging him with your knee. "I can wear it whenever you want"
"Pfft, what you have is prettier" He lifts you up to slide you out of them and tosses the panties on the bed. Parting your legs and settling his head between them, your face was heating up violently quick and you tried to look away from him. "Nooo, let me see your face when I taste you" He's kissing your inner thighs, inching close enough to feel his breath on your sex. You two make eye contact and he flashes you a wink, licking a clean stripe up your pussy and you whimper desperately, starting to bounce against his mouth. "So cute~" His tongue slides in your hole and you cry out his name, he spreads your legs wider and slowly fucks you with it. "please-, don't stop" Your words were satisfying him, he was sloppily kissing at your center, hungry and dedicated. You reach down to hold his head, running your fingers through his white hair and pushing him further into you.
He groans into your pussy, arms slipping under your legs to hold your thighs and squish them around his head. You were a desperate, whining mess while he devoured you, gripping fistfuls of the sheets and his name being the only word you could say. He's tracing circles on your hip with his thumb and you're so lost in your own bliss you don't think about him coming up for air; you open them up quickly and he pulls away from you.
His face and lips were shiny with your arousal, looking up at you and wearing a half cocked smile. "Uzui, please, no more.. I need you" You sounded so needy and he was eating up every second of it. "You're so patient for me.." He leans up to cup your face and kiss you tenderly, you're able to taste yourself on his lips. He's pulling his already hard dick out of his pants, stroking himself while he stared in your eyes, he uses his other hand to massage over your breast and you squirm against his touch. "I love that I can still make you want me."
Sliding the tip up and down your hole to tease you and you start whining, he slowly sinks into you, the expanding of your walls getting more intense as he went deeper. He stayed still for a moment, letting you adjust to the size then he started to move. You're moaning as you hold onto him and he wraps your legs around his waist, leaning down to press himself as close as he can to you. "Ahh- you feel so good" You move with him as he rocks into you, his hand squeezing the back of your neck, trailing little kisses along your cheek. You clench around him and he whimpers in your ear, the sound sending a shock to your core and you spasm around him again. "Not gonna l-last if you keep doing that, doll.." He gets on his knees and pulls you up closer by your hips, picking up his pace as he buried his dick further in you.
"Ah!- Ah!-" Broken cries came out of your mouth, your breasts bouncing with each thrust and he smirked down at you. "Do you like that?" A teasing undertone to his voice, his question barely had time to process and you were already nodding. He continued his movements, sharply bucking his hips into your core and a familiar feeling racing towards you. He hears the desperation in your voice and he presses his hand down on your abdomen, applying the right amount of pressure and it makes you see stars. "Please cum for me~"
The way he asked so politely, it was such a simple request..
You feel the pleasure course through your body and your hole pulsates rhythmically around him, sucking him in deeper. He groaned and bowed his head, propping himself up on both hands for a few more determined strokes and he came undone. His dick twitched deep inside of you, rubbing a spot that made you lightheaded, it throbbed and you would be filled up a little more each time. He was smiling, opening his eyes to peek at you through white hair.
"I told you I'd take care of you"
Taglist and credits: @maplewood-valley and @chrisssiren 🌫🍁
*All I write is smut, but I still let you know what you're in for*
𐙚- Lil fluffy
✘- Porn with some plot
ʚଓ- Darker themes
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TWD:
Situationship Daryl x F!Reader 𐙚
Stalker Daryl x GN!Reader ✘ʚଓ
Rick Grimes X F!Reader ✘ʚଓ
Resident Evil:
Pollen AU Leon Kennedy x F!Reader ✮MY FIRST FIC✮
Virgin Leon x F!Reader 𐙚
Leon Kennedy x F!Reader ✘
Demon Slayer:
Tengen Uzui x Wife!Reader 𐙚✘
There is always more to come, here are characters/fandoms I plan to write for and I'd love to do requests!
TWD: Shane Walsh⌇ Resident Evil: Carlos Oliveira, Karl Heisenberg and Nemesis⌇ Fallout (Show) Cooper Howard⌇ Fallout 4: Hancock and Danse⌇ Stranger Things: Eddie Munson and Billy Hargrove⌇ Across the Spiderverse: Miguel O'Hara⌇ Demon Slayer: Doma and Gyomei⌇
AND MONSTERS SOON
I SWEAR THIS WAS ORIGINALLY SUPPOSED TO BE A MONSTER FUCKER BLOG AND I WILL GET BACK TO MY ROOTS
