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obsessedwithhotmen · 2 months

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✿⁎⋆ BRANDON ⇢ *- LOVERS THROUGH HEAD -* ⇠ CARVER ⋆⁎✿

⇾ (The Walking Dead) Brandon Carver x gn!reader

⇾ Summary: he punishes you with pleasure (for himself)

⇾ Authors note: how is there basically no fics for him :(

⇾ Warnings: smut, oral (male receiving) head pushing

“Suck.”

Metal pressed against the side of your head yet your eyes never left the man stood up in front of you, even as he demanded you never looked away from his harsh stare, opting to reaching up and grabbing a hold of the hardening dick that was shoved in front of your face. You stroked his length, feeling it harden beneath your touch before leaning forward and placing the tip to your lips, ignoring the salty taste that flooded your senses as soon as he the tip slipped through. He let out a hiss as your teeth grazed his sensitive flesh, “bite and I’ll blow your fuckin’ brains out.” He threatened, knocking the gun against your head once again as if to remind you of the weapon that was being constantly aimed at you.

You didn’t even know the man’s name, didn’t even know he existed until 10 minutes prior, yet here you were, on your knees and ready to give him a performance he would remember. There wasn’t much more to it, he was a guy that you found attractive, had a weapon and was willing to use it, even the way he interrogated you had you ready to drop to your knees and pleasure him until you no longer couldn’t. It didn’t matter how much he tried to come of as intimidating because it only turned you on more.

He tried to cover up the groan but as he felt the warm walls of your mouth hugging his now hardened cock, he couldn’t help but relish in the feeling. He caught glimpse of the amusing glint in your eye, and that had the man reaching to the back of your head and shoving his dick all the way into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat until he heard the gagging sound. He pulled back, sending you a smirk of his own once his eyes met your teary ones.

His hand never left your head, instead choosing to tangle his fingers into your hair, that way he could either take control or pull away if need be.

The pace of which you sucked him off, started off slowly and steady, trying to find the rhythm, before giving up once you felt him consistently nudging your head further down his length and giving him all you’ve got.

Your eyes slipped away from his own as you mentally prepared for taking his entire length down your throat willingly. Your fists clenched and slowly you let him slip further until your nose was almost pressed against his pelvis. This time he didn’t hesitate to let out a groan, holding you in place so you wouldn’t be able to see his reaction to the pleasure he was receiving from someone he was supposed to be getting information from. Once he finally let you pull back, you were gasping for air as you let his dick fall from between your lips, instead deciding to use your hand while you caught your breath.

“Too much for you?”

It was like he was begging for you to prove him wrong as he sent you - yet another - taunting smile, his pearly white teeth on display when he bit his bottom lip. His hair was out and a few strands were hung in front of his face making him look all the more attractive, it was concerning how hot someone could look during an apocalypse.

You rolled your eyes, “making sure you don’t finish too early.” You snarked, playfully glaring at him but not waiting for his response as you immediately went back to his aching tip, you sucked hard, tongue flicking at the slit and hearing a grunt from the man above. You swirled your tongue around his tip one final time before returning back to your prior job, picking up the pace this time around.

Once you felt the tugging at your hair, you knew his climax was reaching. You moaned around him, the added vibrations nearing him faster.

It was only seconds later and you once again found yourself pressed up to his pelvis, cock shoved deep into your throat before feeling the warm sensation spurt out. “Fuck…” he groaned lowly, jaw clenching and body tensing. He pulled out slowly, expecting you to swallow every drop and not let anything spill, nodding in approval as your tongue was stuck out revealing nothing left in your mouth.

You let out a content sigh, turning to the man that was laying beside you. “Who would’ve thought we’d end up together?” You pondered after reminiscing on the day that you met him.

“You’ve got a way with your words,” Brandon responded nonchalantly, leaning over to place a kiss against your lips. “And your mouth.”

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lovelyypythoness · 1 year

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Me: *creates fake stories in my head in the TWD universe with Alex Meraz being the face of the love interest*

Alex Meraz: *joins the TWD universe*

Me:

His character being an absolutely horrible person*

#twd brandon carver #twd #brandon carver season 11 #the walking dead #alex meraz #the walking dead season 11 #brandon carver #why tf did this have to happen

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smuttyworks · 11 months

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Before the world ended - Brandon Carver x reader

Reposting from my Ao3! gunna be adding my other ones here as well <3 this is my first Carver fic I did and I still absolutely love it, but im thinking of making a NSFW version with the same story just add some much needed SHMUTTTTTTT.

What do you think?

Your eyes widened in shock seeing the man that they dragged in past the main gate. The breath almost completely escaped your lungs, but your caught yourself before Carver could notice as he walked up to you, his masking hanging from his hips off his belt.

“Are you okay?” you questioned, noticing the limp in his step.

His eyes traveled the features of your face, clearly noticing something was off. “Fucker nicked me.” Carver said, looping his finger in the sliced material of his black combat pants, and showing me the blood beneath.

“Let me clean you up.” You gave him a light smile, looping your small arm into his and leading him into the building. Your mind wandered as you thought of the man, the man you spent years with before the world ended, the person you loved more than anything at one point in time. The man you lost in this hopeless world, not ever thinking you’d see him again. He was dead, you thought.

Carver opened the door of the infirmary and you led him to the chair that was in front of the window. “Sit down.” You hushed, hoping the cut wasn’t deep.

You switched the light on and motioned him to pull his pants down, and with an eye roll he slid his dark, dirty, combat pants down his legs. “It’s not that bad.” He sighed, leaning back against the chair, with his head against the windowsill, he looked exhausted.

You grabbed the first aid kit and kneeled on your knees in front of him as you started to clean his wound. You were with Carver, he was the best thing that happened to you in the new world, he saved you from death, and you two fell in love all too easily. Carver was your protector, he always put you first, you knew it would be you and him until the end…

Despite your past coming in and reminding you of how life use to be, you knew it would only ever be Carver, no matter what your past life use to be, and with who.

“Babe?” you asked softly.

His eyes fluttered open and looked down at you, with a much softer stare than earlier. He brought his hand up and lightly grazed your cheek. “Hi baby.” He smiled lightly.

“I-I need to tell you something,” you swallowed. His eyes glanced from yours to you lips, and then tucked a strand of hair behind your ear before giving me his full attention. “That man, the one you guys found and brought in…” Carver’s eyes narrowed slightly, causing the nerves to rise. “I knew him, before all of this… he’s m ex f-fiancé.” you sighed, not having to think of that time in yout life for what seemed like forever.

“What?” his eyebrows tightened together, showing his confusion, and frustration. “Explain”

You took a deep breath, finally ready to tell Carver about your past. “The day the world was really struck with all this, the very beginning when things got really bad, him and I were trying to get out of the city… I got pulled away by a violet group of rioters, and I never saw him again, I knew that he either wasn’t searching for me, or didn’t search for long, so after a few months I gave up, I found a group, lost them…” you tried to catch your breath as the anxiety bagan to rise. “And then you found me…” You gave him a small smile, the anxiety disappearing as his soft eyes looked down into yours.

“I wouldn’t ever be able to stop looking if I lost you.” He whispered, bringing his rough hand up once again and pressing his palm to your cheek. Your eyes closed in bliss as you took in his soft touch, loving the fact that yourself only got to see this side of Carver.

“I know.” You grinned, slipping off the floor and straddling his lap. “You saved me Brandon, you’re the only one I will ever need.” You breathed, knowing everything youd ever need in this life was right in front of you. And judging by the loving look in his eyes, you knew he was thinking the same thing.

#brandon carver #brandon carver smut #brandon carver x reader #Brandon carver fluff #twd x reader #twd fluff #twd imagine #alex meraz #the reapers #the walking dead #the walking dead smut #the walking dead imagine #the walking dead fluff

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squiremaximus · 1 year

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ALEX MERAZ as Brandon Carver The Walking Dead — 11.04 “Rendition”

#twd #the walking dead #brandon carver #alex meraz #twdedit #dailytwd #tvarchive #smallscreensource #cinemapix #charactersofcolordaily #tusercj #i miss him.#.gif #q

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pap-het · 1 year

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#alex meraz #twd #brandon carver

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odetoficton · 4 months

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If any of the wonderful writers of tumblr are interested in writing fics about Brandon Carver from the last season of The Walking Dead, I'd be incredibly interested in reading them...

#brandon carver #the walking dead #carver twd #the hold this man has on me #he has no right being that sexy

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zaenight · 7 months

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*WANHEDA COMMANDER OF DEATH CHARACTERS*

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nymphadorajulia · 2 years

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Before the world ended

school an outfit,plus the shirt in the first photo imagine it has long sleeves like in the second photo and choose the weapons

Reader left his old life and found a new one in this apocalyptic world with Brandon Carver, a member of the Reapers. When she sees them drag her ex out of a life she barely knows anymore, she assures her lover that he's the one.

Her eyes widened in shock at the sight of the man they'd dragged through the main gate. The breath almost completely escaped your lungs, but you caught yourself before Carver could notice as he walked over to you, his mask hanging from his hips on his belt.

"Are you okay?" you questioned, noticing the limp in your step.

His eyes roamed the features of her face, clearly realizing that something was wrong. “The motherfucker cut me.” Carver said, curling his finger in the cut fabric of his black combat pants and showing me the blood underneath.

"Let me clean you up." You gave him a slight smile, looping your small arm through his and leading him into the building. Your mind wanders as you think about the man, the man you spent years with before the world ended, the person you loved more than anything at any given time. The man you lost in this hopeless world, never thinking you'd see him again. He was dead, you thought.

Carver opened the infirmary door and you led him to the chair in front of the window. "Sit down." You fell silent, hoping the cut wasn't deep.

You flipped on the light and motioned for him to drop his pants, and with an eye roll he slid his dark, combat-stained pants down his legs. "It's not so bad." He sighed, leaning back in his chair, his head leaning against the windowsill, looking exhausted.

You took the first aid kit and knelt in front of him as you started to clean his wound. You were with Carver, he was the best thing that ever happened to you in the new world, he saved you from death, and the two of you fell in love so easily. Carver was your protector, he always put you first, you knew it would be you and him until the end...

Despite your past coming through and reminding you of how life used to be, you knew it would only be Carver, no matter what your past life was and with whom.

"love?" you asked quietly.

His eyes opened and he looked at you, his gaze much softer than before. He lifted his hand and lightly caressed her cheek. "Hi baby." He smiled slightly.

"II need to tell you something," you swallowed. His eyes darted from hers to her lips, and then he tucked a strand of hair behind his ear before giving me his full attention. “That man, the one you found and brought…” Carver's eyes narrowed a little, causing nerves to rise. "I knew him, before all this…he's my ex-fiancé." you sighed, not having to think about that moment in your life for what felt like an eternity.

"Which?" his brows drew together, showing his confusion and frustration. "Explain"

You took a deep breath, finally ready to tell Carver about your past. “On the day the world was really impressed by all this, at the beginning when things got really bad, he and I were trying to get out of town… wasn't looking for me, or didn't look for a long time, so after a few months I gave up, found a group, lost them…” you tried to catch your breath as anxiety rose. "And then you found me..." You gave him a small smile, the anxiety fading as your soft eyes looked into his.

"I would never be able to stop looking if I lost you." He whispered, lifting his rough hand once more and pressing his palm to her cheek. His eyes closed in ecstasy at the feel of your soft touch, loving the fact that you only got to see that side of Carver.

"I know." You smiled, sliding off the floor and straddling his lap. "You saved me Brandon, you're the only one I'll ever need." You took a breath, knowing that everything you would ever need in this life was right in front of you. And judging by the loving look in his eyes, you knew he was thinking the same thing.

a\n:sorry for any mistakes english is not my real language because i am brazilian

#Carver x reader #brandon carver twd #brandon carver x reader

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sarcasmchandlerbing · 1 year

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The Walking Dead characters collages pt. 7

(In order: Elijah, Princess/Juanita Sanchez, Hershel Rhee, Leah Shaw, Mays, Shira, Tyler Davis, Michael Mercer, Tomi Okumura, Pamela Milton, Lance Hornsby, Sebastian Milton, Frost, Duncan, Agatha, Pope, Brandon Carver, Mancea, Paul Wells, Toby Carlson, Ian, Max (Maxxine) Mercer, Annie, (Socorro) Coco Espinosa)

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taeanakookmin · 1 month

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É que eu não sou de mostrar sentimento O amor que me dá vida um dia pode me matar...Me desculpa! 🎶

#Brandon Carver #the walking dead #alex meraz #Carver #Reapers #Ceifadores #Twd #twd season 11

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obsessedwithhotmen · 2 months

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✿⁎⋆ BRANDON ⇢ *- SCARED -* ⇠ CARVER ⋆⁎✿

⇾ (The Walking Dead) Brandon Carver x gn!reader

⇾ Summary: Brandon doesn’t return at his usual time.

⇾ Warnings: slight angst.

Not being rostered on for trips to gather supplies meant staying back and doing anything that was need back at camp, for you, you were stuck preparing meals for the night, probably one of the most boring jobs out of them all, safest, but boring.

Unfortunately, your boyfriend Carver was outside the walls and gathering more food as the camp was running low on stock. You knew it was getting harder and harder to find it as all the nearby areas were raided a long time ago. This meant that the group that was hunting would be out longer than usual in order to go further.

Whenever Carver was gone, you were always left terrified that he wouldn't make it back, you were well aware of how eager Pope was to sacrifice his people and claim it on the 'Gods' decisions. Any day now, Carver could leave and never return and you would be left alone in a group you didn't feel connected with, nor could you trust.

You tensed up as the door opened behind, assuming that Pope was checking in to see your progress. "Just me." Leah's voice sounded from behind you. Your shoulders relaxed and you let out a breath of relief, turning to the girl behind you. "What are you making?" She asked, walking up to you and sending you a friendly smile.

"I don't know you. Can't really think about making meals at the moment." You admitted, avoiding her gaze.

"Is it Carver?" She questioned, head tilted to the side as she attempted to read your expression. Once you nodded her head, she let out a light chuckle. "Carver's strong, one of the strongest as a matter of fact. He's a tough one to kill. I wouldn't worry too much about him." She tried to reassure you, but it was difficult to ease your mind when all you could imagine was your lover not returning home.

"I know he is, but that doesn't stop me from worrying. We don't know what kind of people could be out there. All it takes is one person that knows what they're doing, or even one rotter that he didn't notice and he wouldn't be returning back home." Your paranoid mind had left you to ramble, panicking even more as time went on.

Leah stood in front of you, grabbing a hold of your arms and making you face her. "Relax. Carver is fine. If he wasn't then he would've signaled. You underestimate him and the others." She replied. "Now, let's get these meals made. We don't need a whiny Pope on our case now, do we?" She exclaimed.

Now you were really beginning to worry. The bonfire had been lit almost an hour ago, food being passed around in the progress and Carver and his group were yet to return. Pope had already given his stupid speech about how 'God more than likely chose them to be the next sacrifice,' and if it weren't for the comforting hand on your back from the girl sat beside you, you were certain you would've slapped the glasses off the man.

Your food was left untouched as your appetite was long gone, you couldn't eat knowing that Carver could be out there dead.

You were so lost in thought that you hadn't even noticed as some of the group got up and ran to the gate, rushing to open the doors. It took for Leah to aggressively shake your shoulders for your attention to be redirected from the fire to the gate, where you saw a familiar head of black long hair. The sigh that you let out was one of relief, your head falling forward and resting in your hands. "Told you he'd be fine." Leah whispered in your ear, patting you on the back and departing from you to go speak with the group.

"Hey, gotcha somethin'." You didn't even let him show you what he got as you ran over and jumped into his arms, almost knocking him down due to the force. "Woah." He mumbled, arms wrapping around you and holding you close. "You okay?" He questioned, concern in his voice.

"Am I okay?" You pulled back to look him in the eyes. "No, I'm not okay, Brandon. I thought you were dead." You exclaimed.

He held some jewelry up as his response, a simple necklace with a heart pendant, on the back saying 'forever and always'. Had this been any other scenario, you would've been beyond happy at the gift, but your mind was so clouded with anger and fear that you couldn't even think properly. "Got a bit caught up gettin' you this." He explained, a smile forming on his face.

"Seriously? You had me thinking you were dead for a necklace?" Your reaction wasn't the one he was expecting, causing his smile to drop. Once you noticed his reaction, you immediately calmed down, trying to think rationally. "It's very pretty, thank you. But the only think I want from you, is you coming back when your supposed to, not hours later. You had me freaking out the entire time, even Pope was believing you were dead." You spoke more softly, eyes never leaving his own.

"I'm sorry. Couldn't help myself when I saw it. It reminded me of you so I knew I had to get it. I split away from the guys and when I came back they were surrounded by rotters, that's why it took so long for us to come back. But no one got hurt, okay?" He explained, hand reaching up to your face, resting the palm of his against your cheek.

You tilted your head into his hand, finding comfort in the way his thumb caressed your cheek. "I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have snapped at you. You just worry me some times." You mumbled.

"I know I do." He responded. He pulled his hand away from your face and moved to unclip the necklace, gesturing for you to turn around so he could clip it around your neck.

Your own smile grew as you stared down at the heart pendant, reaching up to grasp it in the palm of your hand. "See, now I'll always be with you." He stated playfully.

"That doesn't reassure me, Brandon."

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#fanfic #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #the walking dead Brandon carver #twd #twd x reader #twd Brandon carver #Brandon carver #Brandon carver x reader #x reader #the reapers #Alex meraz #Spotify

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skylessnights · 3 months

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The Walking Dead Season 11

Does anyone know a place where I can download The Walking Dead Season 11 or a Google Drive that has all the episodes? Please someone help a girl out, I want to make gifsets of Alex Meraz 😭💖

#the walking dead #twd #alex meraz #brandon carver #the walking dead amc #amc the walking dead

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smuttyworks · 10 months

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Do you feel the same? (Part 1) - Brandon Carver x Reader

Carver and Reader have been in a long term friends with benefits arrangement and everything seems perfect to reader, but unknowingly Brandon Carver has had feelings for her since the beginning, but Reader is closed off and never wants to feel vulnerable due to all the loss she has felt. Can they find a middle ground or will everything crumble to pieces?

Warnings- Smut, Fwb, sex lol, im bad at warnings and that's a label on its own, unprotected sex, slight angst

Carver’s eyes were locked on you as you fiddled with the small heart necklace you wore, one that belonged to your best friend some time ago. You had no idea about Carver’s constant lingering eyes, not a hint that this wasn’t something new.

You distracted yourself from everything you felt all the time, you had never let your walls down since the day your best friend had passed away in your arms. She was so young, she handled this world like no other. You had always been scared of this world, fear of the walkers and even more towards the evil people that also walked this earth.

But she never was, she was smart and took care of the both of you… always. It was a case of bad luck when she died, a cruel joke almost. But you didn’t like to think of it much, instead you changed, and in your eyes for the better.

The both of you had felt a lot of loss since the world fell, many people you cared about lost their lives and when she died, you didn’t want to feel it anymore. You stopped letting people in since there was a high chance they wouldn’t make it anyways, so the tears stopped rolling, and the feelings stayed away.

But Carver took a real liking to you, not that you had any idea of that since he knew how you were, so the little ordeal you two had was good enough for him until he could get you to open up, if he could.

“You alright?” he asked from across the dull empty cabin. You two had gone on a run to find out if there was anything in a small store Pope had set his eyes on. It was about a two-day trip so Carver and you volunteered to go looking, and were currently trying to get some rest.

You gave him a small nod, “I’m fine.” Your eyes met his after a few seconds of silence and gave him a little smile, “Happy we have some time alone finally.” You giggled, biting your lip lightly. You and Carver were what is called friends with benefits and in your eyes it worked out good for the both of you, but in Carvers eyes he wanted more, but you didn’t know that.

He chuckled and leaned back against the wall, “Come.” You lifted yourself from your corner of the cabin and crawled over to where he was, the lust in his eyes starting to drive you wild. You liked that Carver was happy with what you guys were, you didn’t want anything that could leave you vulnerable, you wanted simple, easy.

You crawled into his lap and started kissing his neck while running your hand up his strong, hard chest underneath his shirt. He groaned and gripped your ass with his one hand and holding your thigh tightly with the other, showing his need for your body just as much as you needed his.

With your free hand you slipped under his pants and started running his rock-hard length over his briefs, enjoying the small groans and breathy moans coming from his mouth. “Did you miss this?” you giggled against his skin.

The two of you hadn’t had a moment to unravel like this in weeks, and you had started getting agitated with the lack of release until you both were able to volunteer for this run, and both of you were so excited to say the least. You both tried to keep your relationship on the down low so it didn’t effect anything in your life.

“Fuck… you have no idea.” And you really didn’t have any idea how much he missed it, and if it was up to him, he would be by your side all the time, not caring who knew about the two of you. But Carver knew if he pushed you too far or said the wrong words about how he felt about you that you would end things all together, and he’d lose these little moments he had with you, and he wasn’t ready for that.

His hands roamed up and quickly removed your black long sleeve as well as your sports bra next until you were bare from the waist up in his lap, and he loved your body. His mouth connected with the skin of your chest and he left soft kisses all over until his lips met your hard nipples, taking the sensitive bud in his mouth and swirling his tongue around causing moans to escape your lips.

Your fingers tangled in his long hair as you leaned your chin on the top of his head, taking in all the amazing feelings he caused, his other hand palming your breast softly and lightly playing with your other nipple.

The lack of touch the past few weeks seemed to make you more sensitive, making his movements very enjoyable. “Carver,” you breathed, “I need you, right now.” You looked down at him and his eyes met yours, and you saw an emotion you couldn’t pin.

But he quickly flipped you over and laid you on his jacket and pulled your black cargo pants from your body, exposing your dripping core to him. “Fuck…” he moaned, running his finger over your slit and taking your arousal between his lips, something that drove you insane.

Your hands reached up and quickly pulled his dark grey cargo pants down along with his briefs, releasing his hard erection, his size getting you excited, especially since you hadn’t had him In so long. He looked hypnotized by your fully naked body before him, so you reached for him and pulled him down, connecting your lips together instantly.

Carver reached between your legs and positioned himself at your soaking entrance and roughly pushed himself fully inside you, the unexpected intrusion causing a load moan to escape, in which he covered your mouth to keep you quiet, which turned you on even more.

He roughly thrusted into you causing you to moan into his hand, and him to groan with every push, “F-fuck, (y/n)” he breathed, leaning his forehead on yours. The feeling of him entering you was ecstasy, it made you feral. You gripped his band and drug your nails down his back roughly, knowing just what he likes.

His other hand held your body closer to him by the small of your back. He was almost fully pulling himself out of you before roughly thrusting back inside, but you could tell by his movements he was getting close, but so were you. The time spent away clearly affected the both of you, making it hard to not cum fast.

He lifted you and sat you on his thighs as you both sat up, him entering you at a different angle making it even harder not to cum that second. You were face to face with him now and his hands both held you from your back. Carvers lips found yours as you both moaned into one another’s mouths, taking in all the amazing feelings you both made each other feel.

“Cum on my dick.” He demanded, gripping your ass as he continuously pounded into you. That was enough to kickstart your strong orgasm, sending waves throughout your whole body, in which causing Carvers. He quickly rested you back on his jacket and after you rode out your extremely strong orgasm he pulled out and came all over your sweaty body.

“Holy fuck.” He chuckled, “That was…”

“Amazing.” You giggled, “Never not having sex for that long again.” You reached over and grabbed your extra shirt you packed and started cleaning your stomach off.

“I’m surprised no dead ones heard you.” He smirked, grabbing the shirt and cleaning himself off as well. You both dressed yourselves and you set up your sleeping bag on the other side of the cabin, “I’ve got first watch.” He said, leaning back against the wall.

You turned to him, “Are you sure? You had first last time.” You knew he was tired, but he wouldn’t say it to you.

“Yeah, I got it.” He gave you a small smile. You gave him a small ok before curling up in the thin sleeping bag and closing your eyes.

Carver watched you as you slept, wishing you had set your sleeping bag up closer to his but he knew that’s who you were, you liked your space until you wanted him, it was one or the other and over the year of you two just having sex, he couldn’t control himself anymore, he needed more, he wanted you fully, the good and the bad, he wanted all of you.

You woke up to it being completely light out, and the confusion hit you instantly. You were suppose to be up and on watch before the sun was up, did Carver fall asleep? You turned around to see him leaning against the wall while looking out the window. “How come you didn’t wake me?” you asked

He turned his head slightly towards you, “I know how tired you were, just wanted you to get as much sleep as you could.” He said before turning back to look out the window again.

“Oh…” you rubbed your eyes lightly, “Thank you, there’s still time for you to get some sleep, ill watch.” You yawned, standing up and walking beside him to see what was outside the window. You could see a small pond a few yards away neither of you saw yesterday since you had arrived while it was dark. “Pretty.” You smiled, taking in the sun reflecting off the water.

You could feel him look down at you. You turned your gaze to him and he did something unexpected, he kissed you. you were shocked, there was never kissing outside of sex, except one time when you both had just started this friends with benefits relationship and you let him know that it would only ever be sex, so it never happened again.

“Carv-“ you started but he stopped you by deepening the kiss further and gripping the back of your neck with his large hand to stop you from pulling away. “Car-“ you tried again, feeling uncertain with what was happening. He slipped his tongue past your lips and started exploring your mouth, to which you started to give into his advance.

His other hand slipped around your back and held you even closer. “I want more.” He breathed against your lips, “I need more…”

You stopped all your feelings from taking over, you vowed you’d never be vulnerable again, you wouldn’t grieve over anyone, you’d never cry for anyone, you would never be anyone’s… “No.” you sighed, “We aren’t-“ you swallowed, “We won’t be more, we can’t.” your eyes met his and you held all composure, you were going to survive, he wouldn’t, you couldn’t care for him because you were going to lose him, everyone dies but you, so you couldn’t have him close.

“(Y/n)…” he swallowed, “I know you, I know you more than you think… you closed off everyone but I have been watching you since I met you, I know you and I know you are scared you’ll lose me, but you won’t.”

Your brows knitted as you tried to push him away, “You don’t know anything about me, Carver.” You spat, “clearly you cant be who I need you to be and that’s fine, but just means we are done.”

He grimaced, clearly hurt by your words but you couldn’t let yourself care, you knew that would be the start of the end. He went to say something but stopped, and then his expression went blank. “We should head out.” He sighed, lifting his bag off the floor, “I’ll wait outside.”

You couldn’t believe what happened, how everything turned so bad so fast, but you composed yourself and started packing your things.

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