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rick grimes getting turned on seeing reader take out a bunch of walkers hehehe
RICK GETTING TURNED ON BY YOU TAKING OUT WALKERS.
inkychai's 'after hours' welcome event
pairing(s): rick grimes x female!reader
word count: 1373
tags/warnings: NSFW 18+, sexual content, fingering, slightly rough, praise kink & a load of pet names, rick's is an ass guy, some violence (taking out walkers), r described as soft and fawn-like, age gap implied
when rick first met you in the apocalypse, he couldn’t help but associate you as a fawn-like person; skittish at any noise as small as a twig snapping, running away from the face of danger. it’s what drew him to you, this protective need to ensure your safety was always tended to.
you had no idea rick fell for you, you had what you thought was a harmless crush on him when you first joined the group. rick was a leader, making decisions for the better of the group to ensure everyone was kept alive and safe from walkers.
you couldn’t help but admire the older man, watching as he killed walkers with ease or quickly turned the group from arising issues. it was hot. you would always watch him, sometimes while holding his daughter by the hip or dirt all over your torn outfit from the vegetable tending in alexandria.
so, you were shocked one late night, walking back from a gathering at one of the many homes there, when rick had taken his sheriff role to walk you back to yours safely to end up pressing you against the door with your limbs and lips entangled.
from then you were inseparable, too many close calls when lost in his sheets with his head between your thighs or covering your whines with his large hand as he pounds into you from the day of stressful leadership.
it was still the honeymoon phase of a new relationship, being told off too many times by daryl for kissing or rick smacked by rosita for staring at your ass for too long. therefore, rick wasn’t surprised when you immediately volunteered to accompany him on a supply run.
rick was quick to disagreeing, as far as he knew you weren’t trained in combat well enough – unknowing of your nightly lessons with rosita on how to handle a dagger – but he knew for sure, his eyes would be too distracted on you during the run to focus on the goal of gathering supplies and ensuring neither of you are bit by walkers.
he would always ensure nothing happened to you, but he didn’t trust himself to withhold from dragging you into an abandoned shop and having his way with you there. you were a sweet, soft, kind, and addicting drug to him.
you watched the vein in his neck pop, clenched jaw when deanna agrees with you and tells rick ‘it’s final, take her with you.’
rick watches as you pace a few steps ahead of him, oblivious and optimistic for the run, backpack strapped to your back and sending him a soft smile. he knew he was done for. this time, any rustle of a bush, rick was turning to ensure no one was out to get you. or anything.
you both settled in a street containing multiple stores, he followed you into a drug store and he chose to survey the back entrance to ensure there are no walkers lurking nearby. meanwhile, you place your backpack on the counter to ready in picking supplies and decide to begin raiding at the front of the store.
only to be met with a few walkers who heard you both from the street and followed you in. rick slams the back door shut when he hears you scream, running to your aid with a weapon at hand in preparation to attack anything near you.
except he freezes when he sets sight on you. one walker already lays limp on the floor while you strike a dagger into the head of another, amazement fills him when you go through the three walkers with as much ease as he would.
your body moves so swiftly and with purpose and he’s gone, immediately feeling a strain in his trousers when you take out the last walker, bending down to wipe the bloody dagger against one of their shirts and giving rick a perfect few of your ass.
rick didn’t know where, how, or when you learnt to defend yourself like that but the idea of it has him practically drooling as he steps forward, barely letting you stash the dagger away before pulling you up so your back is pressed against his chest.
you can feel his hard length against you as he walks you to the counter, pushing your bag and any other products off the counter with a clash before bending you over the cold surface. you whimper, gripping the edge as you feel one of rick’s hands snake past your hip, stomach, and under the waistband of your trousers. the other hand gripping the back of your neck.
“we can’t have sex right now, i screamed when i saw them— there’s probably more coming…” you trail off with a sigh when rick’s calloused fingers tease over the panties, deliberately touching around the area that now aches for his touch.
“oh honey, was just gonna use my fingers for a minute, that’s all,” rick replies, practically grunting and your cheek presses against the cold glass as you continue to whine, his fingers so close to where you need them.
they slide the thin material aside when he says, “do you want that?” and when you don’t reply he grips your neck ever so slightly tighter, “huh, honey? answer me.” rick watches as you nod, tutting as he looks out the window, nothing in sight yet at least.
“don’t go shy on me now, i just watched you take out three walkers all by yourself, don’t play fawn with me,” rick’s words have you almost dripping as you nod quickly again, “please, use your fingers.”
“good girl…” rick grunts, fingers finally touching your soaking pussy as two digits quickly tease your folds before pushing inside. his fingers work in and out fast, not allowing you any time to ease into it as you gasp and grip the counter tighter in your fists.
you still weren’t fully adjusted to how well rick could use his hands, even the fabric of your trousers didn’t stop him from hitting the spots you so desperately needed. “you did so well there, didn’t even need my help, huh?” rick continues, his palm brushing over your clit and causing your knees to buckle.
rick moves his grip from your neck to snake around your waist and hold you firmly in place as his fingers continuously work inside you, bringing you closer to a release. “where’d you even learn to do that, honey?” you’re too busy focusing on the movement, panting against the glass to hear his question before his hips are roughly bucking into yours, “huh? be a good girl and answer me.”
“r-rosita,” is all you can muster and rick hums understandably, “you been sneaking around behind my back? learning how to take care of yourself?” rick’s words are sharp but his tone is teasing and soft as his arm crosses your chest to pull you back against him.
“baby, i’m close,” you muster, head hitting his shoulder as your eyes gaze up at the ceiling, rick’s pace unapologetic and fast as you see the tousles of his greying hair, beard scratching your neck as he places harsh kisses there.
“i like taking care of you, but i gotta say that was hot… watching you take them all by yourself.”
you can only hum at his words, your high approaching as his thumb continuously rubs at your clit to get you there. “but here, like this, i gotta take care of you, mkay? will you let me take care of you, honey?” rick asks, and you murmur a stream of yeses before you splutter, “i’m coming.”
“good baby… good girl, just like that,” rick assures into your cheek as you come all over his fingers which slow down to a still inside you. you’re panting as his touch turns more gentle, whimpering when his fingers leave you, but they come into view seconds later, slick covered as rick teases them into your mouth to suck clean.
you can taste your own release, jumping slightly when rick smacks your ass before moving off, “now let’s hurry up and get these supplies so we can get back home and i can fuck you in the nice bed.”
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