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Pancakes

Rick Grimes x Fem!Reader

Summary- You're Judith's babysitter in Alexandria and your kind gesture backfires.

Content information: 18+, angsty Rick, age gap (20s and 40s), awkward as FUCK, there would be smut if I continued

"Rick, I found the perfect candidate to take care of Judith while you're working." Deanna announced with her signature friendly smile.

Currently sitting in her make-shift office, Rick raised his brow because she had told him there were 'important matters' to discuss. "This' what you wanted to tell me? I already told'ya, m'not comfortable with anyone besides the people in my group takin' care of her. Carl and Carol are takin' turns."

Deanna sighed and reasoned, "I understand, I completely do. I would be hesitant to allow strangers to take care of my child, but we aren't strangers here. We are a community of good people. Carl's still a kid and he shouldn't have be a primary care taker for his little sister. Carol is a valuable asset to this community and I need her to do other jobs. This leaves only one option, and that's to find a babysitter for Judith."

"No, absolutely not. There ain't a single person here I would trust with that," Rick interrupted.

Deanna ignored his protest and continued, "You trust me though, don't you? Thats why when I thought about it, I decided that my daughter could take care of yours."

Rick eye brows furrowed in surprise at her suggestion. "Your daughter?" He repeated in confusion.

"Yes, she's my oldest. She doesn't have kids, but she's taken care of plenty of babies," Deanna explains.

Rick pondered it for a moment. He realized Deanna had a point about Carl and Carol, but having a stranger taking care of Judith made his stomach turn. However, it was better to have Deanna's own daughter taking care of Judith than some random civilian in Alexandria. He had only caught a glimpse of you during the welcome party, before you disappeared into a group of people. "Don't you have some more important job for your own daughter?" He inquired.

Deanna chuckled at his suspicion. "She used to go on runs, but I don't want her out there anymore. She'll make a great babysitter for you, until I find another job for her that doesn't involve going outside of the walls."

"I'll think about it" was all he said before getting up and heading towards the door. 'These next few weeks are gonna be long.' He mentally groaned.

The next day, Rick was met with a knock on the door while getting ready. He quickly slid on a plain white shirt and some black jeans before opening the door.

You greeted him in a friendly voice, "Hi, I'm Y/N Monroe, Deanna's daughter. I'm here to look after Judith."

Rick's eyes scanned over you, momentarily forgetting what you just said as he analyzed you. His eyes traced every detail on your face and clothing. He finally spoke, "Rick Grimes. Y'can come in." He moved from the door way and let you inside the house. You could feel his watchful eyes drilling a hole in the back of your head as you stepped inside. The silence was deafening.

You turned to Rick and asked curiously, "Where is she?"

"She's asleep right now. I'll show you 'round for now," he answered and began walking toward the kitchen. Rick opened some cabinets and explained where Judith's food and toys were. "Feel free to help yourself to anything, just make sure Judith is well taken care of," he added.

"Thank you, and don't worry, she's in good hands." You assured and patted his back. He stared down at you, trying to figure you out, before Judith's cries snapped him out of his thoughts.

You both made your way to Judith's crib and he scooped her up. He goes on to say, "She's fussy in the mornings 'cause she's hungry. She usually only cries if she's hungry, needs to be changed, or if she tired."

You can't help but giggle at his serious explanations for the obvious. "I know how a baby works, Rick. This isn't the first one I've ever taken care of," You playfully retort and reach out to hold Judith.

He feels some embarrassment from his explanation and hands her over to you cautiously. "Jus' making sure," He admits. Judith curiously studies you as you rock her in your arms. Your attention and drawn back to Rick when he states, "I better get ready for work. I'll let Carl and Carol know you'll be taking over, for today." He muttered the last part as he exited the room.

After Judith calmed down, you brought her to the kitchen and sat her down in her high chair. You brought a spoonful of applesauce to her mouth, which she happily scarfed down. Rick's suspicions of you were justified since he didn't know you, but it slightly irritated you. While feeding Judith and hearing her coos, an idea hit you. 'Maybe I could win him over with food.'

You cleaned Judith up quickly started breakfast for Rick and Carl. Putting on an apron you found laying around and tying your hair back, you got to work. Making do with what was in the pantry, you were able to make blueberry oat pancakes with honey syrup. The blueberry aroma filled the house. Just as you had finished up, Carl came out of his room.

He rushed down the stairs to see what the delicious smell was from, and possibly taste it. When he finally reached the kitchen, he awkwardly introduced himself and picked Judith up from her high chair, "Oh, uh, hello. I'm Carl." His father had told him about a babysitter for Judith, but he was still surprised to see that you were the reason for the yummy smell.

"Good mornin'. I'm Y/N, I'll be babysitting Judith. Would you like some blueberry oat pancakes?" You replied with a kind smile and he quickly nodded his head. He sat down at the table and you placed a plate of food down in front of him. Without any hesitation, he dug into the pancakes. You gave Judith some nibbles of pancake as well since she watched Carl with interest.

Rick walked down the stairs, fully dressed in his constable uniform. It consisted of black jeans, a blue button up, a tie, and a jacket. He looked just as scrumptious as the pancakes. Carl briefly looked away from the food to greet him, but immediately went back to it afterwards. You on the other hand, had a hard time taking your eyes off him.

"What did'ya make?" He asked curiously and walked towards you. The pleasant aroma of blueberries and honey had caught his attention, just as you planned.

"Blueberry oat pancakes with honey syrup. Would you like some?" You softly replied, getting shy at his close proximity. He was taking in the sight of you in the apron with your hair pulled back, you were stunning. His paranoid opinion of you from had clouded his brain, stopping him from noticing this earlier. But of course, he would never make any advances to you. You were much younger than him, and you were just doing your job. Right?

"I'd love some," He answered and watched as you prepared him a plate of the blueberry oat pancakes. You handed him the plate, accidentally brushing your soft and gentle hand over his rough and calloused ones. The touch sent a rush of heat through your body and his. He did a quick head nod to show his appreciation for the food walked towards the table.

Rick closely inspected the food when you turned your focus to the dishes. He cut a piece of pancake and observed it as if it were some kind of laboratory creation. Carl noticed his fathers behavior and insisted, “C’mon dad, it’s not like she poisoned it or something.”

Rick shot his son a look before hesitantly putting the forkful of pancake into his mouth. His eyebrows raised in surprise when he tasted the flavorful masterpiece. You turned away from the dishes to see his reaction to your cooking. “I hope you guys liked it, I know this little one did,” you asked as you moved towards the table and picked Judith up.

Rick straightened up a bit, savoring the taste in his mouth. "They're real good. Lori used to make 'em every sunday and they were awful, but god, I miss her..." He trailed off, realizing he had just brought up a piece of his past with a stranger. The atmosphere in the room shifted into a tense and awkward fog. Carl's eyes darted from his empty plate to Rick.

You weren't really sure what to say to the random burst of grief, so you simply responded with, "I'm sorry, if you ever need to talk about it, I'm here." Before Rick could reply, Carl quickly thanked you for the food and rushed out of the house. He didn't even bother taking his plate to the sink.

Rick muttered a "thank you" and stood up from his chair without finishing his food. You watched in disappointment as he walked out, the sound of the front door slamming echoing in the silent room. As if on queue, Judith began to cry.

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YOUR WRITING IS SO MUAH 💋

request :3

could you do a smut where Rick is kinda mean towards the reader but that’s only because he’s into her! And he’s kinda a perv 🎀

Try It On

Rick Grimes x Fem!Reader

Summary-(Request)

Content Warnings: +18, MDNI, age gap (20s and 40s) smut, p in v, unprotected, fingering, degrading, perverted and jealous rick I suppose, kissing, flirting, cussing, UNEDITED

The Georgia heat forced you to wear shorts and a tank top, which Rick definitely didn't mind seeing you in. Water sloshed around in the bucket with each step you took, and some even spilled onto you. You poured it into the cow troughs and made your way towards Maggie and Beth.

The girls were standing by the tents of the survivors living on your farm. You nearly rolled your eyes when you saw Maggie flip her hair in efforts of flirting with Glenn, one of the survivors. Beth awkwardly third wheeled them, so you decided you rescue her. "Beth, Daddy needs you," You called out.

She seemed to have caught the hint and scurried away from Glenn and Maggie's flirtatious interaction. You turned to the house but Glenns voice stopped you, "Hey wait! We need your help."

Slightly surprised, you turned back around and asked, "For what?" Maggie sauntered over to you with Glenn following closely behind her.

"We need you to come on a run with us," Maggie demanded.

The idea of going outside the farm was exciting and terrifying at the same time. There was 'infected' everywhere, you assumed. But that was simply an assumption, and you were sick of being cooped up in the farm. It couldn't be that bad, plus, you had Maggie and Glenn to watch out for you.

You paused for a moment before replying, "Well, I'm not opposed to the idea, but why?"

"We need to cover a lot of ground in a short amount of time. Glenn and I are gonna check pharmacies for medicine, you and whoever else are gonna check the stores for ammo."

Now, you were completely against the idea. Maggie and Glenn wouldn't even be around to look out for you. Your safety relied on whoever else agreed to go. "Why the hell would you even want me to go? I can barely shoot a gun."

She rolled her eyes, as if it were the most obvious answer, "You're the only other person here, besides Daddy and Beth, who knows the town as well as me. Don't worry, we'll find someone experienced to protect you." Her snarky tone ticked you off, but you decided to ignore it.

Glenn could see your unconvinced face, and decided to chime in, "Actually, I'll see if Rick could come. If he's able to protect a 12 year old boy, he'll be able to protect you."

It was embarrassing to be seen as s damsel in distress, but you really wouldn't be able to survive out there on your own. The two were eager to have you to come on this run, so you really couldn't say no. You sighed, "Fine, I'll go, but I don't think Rick would agree to it." Rick was the leader of the group on the farm, and he showed his disliked towards you the moment he laid eyes on you. It was clear he'd avoid you at every chance.

Rick couldn't deny the attraction he had towards you. The short dresses and tight tops you wore had his gaze lingering on you for far too long. Your lips looked so kissable every time you spoke to him. It was wrong for him to be attracted to you, Hershel would probably kill him for it. That's why he kept his distance from you and often gave you the cold shoulder.

When Glenn approached him and asked, "Would you mind coming with us on a run and partnering up with Y/N? She's kind of defenseless out there and we'd figure you'd be the best at making sure she stays alive." Rick didn't know what to do.

Being alone with you was something he'd never agree to, for his own well-being. It would be tantalizing to see what he couldn't have right in front of him. But knowing someone else would protect you, filled his veins with jealousy. He wanted to be your protecter, savior, and anything that meant keeping you safe. In his eyes, you were his, you just didn't know it yet.

"Yeah sure, I'll keep an eye on 'er," He nonchalantly answered.

You saddled up two horses, one for Maggie and Glenn, and another for you and Rick. Maggie rushed into the stables while holding onto Glenn's hand and giggling. Before you could say anything, Maggie announced, "Rick's just getting his gun ready, you'll catch up to us," and got onto the horse with Glenn sitting behind her. It was evident that they were going to be doing more than just searching for medicine as they galloped away.

Rick's footsteps snapped you out of your thoughts. You turned towards him with a hand on the horse's course fur. "Ready to go?" You asked softly, trying to seem polite. He just nodded in response and got onto the horse in a swift motion. "You know how to ride a horse?" You inquired, slightly confused at how well he did it.

"Yeah. Get on," He dryly answered. You were disappointed at his response and got onto the the back of the horse. Your body was pressed up against his back, making your stomach flutter and his heart race.

"This one's jumpy, so I'd be careful," You informed as you snaked your arms around his waist to hold yourself securely. The horse jolted forward and trotted out of the stables.

You directed Rick toward the town, but it was hard to focus on the dangers around you when you were so close to him. He smelled of a campfire and the forest, intoxicating you.

After about half an hour, you finally reached the town. The horse's loud footsteps attracted a walker, but Rick effortlessly stabbed it in the head. He began to tie the horse to a fence, but you quickly stood in front of him, stopping him. "What if she gets eaten?" You whispered, your voice laced with concern.

"Then so be it. There ain't nothing we can do, but this area seems fairly clear anyway," He replied with some edge and gently moved you to the side.

"Are you sure? Please can we look around to make sure?" You pleaded, feeling distressed from the situation.

He could see the worry in your innocent eyes and felt guilt creep up on him. "Fine," He grumbled and pulled his gun out of its holster.

You smiled in appreciation and watched as he tied the horse to the fence. Rick turned to you and asked, "Where's your gun?"

Completely clueless, you looked up at him and replied, "What gun?" Your father had forbidden the use of guns for you and your sisters, so the only weapon you had was a hunting knife. It was small, and you had to sneak it out of your father's shed, but it got the job done. Well, at least you'd hope it would.

He rubbed his forehead with his hand in frustration, "Jesus Christ, jus' stay close." You took this as a sign to grab his hand, lightly pulling him in the area you wanted to check. Rick was taken aback, but holding your hand was thrilling. He loved how soft and gentle your hand was, compared to his rough and calloused one.

After inspecting the area and finding no walkers, you deemed it safe enough to leave the horse. You guided Rick through the abandoned town, occasionally stopping at some stores to loot. Being in his presence made you feel safe, despite his attitude.

"This used to be my favorite place to shop," You explained and pointed to a boutique. It had broken windows and weathering, but there was still some clothing inside. "Now everything in it is free." Your comment formed a slight smile on Rick's face.

"We can check it out, but it's gettin' late, we need to head back soon," He plainly stated. You released Rick's hand and pranced towards the store eagerly. Rick followed you closely, slightly disappointed from the loss of physical contact. He did a quick sweep through the store to ensure no unwanted visitors would interfere with your looting spree.

"Look at this!" You exclaimed and excitedly picked up a short red dress with lace detailing. There were a couple tops and skirts you decided to take as well, stuffing everything into your backpack. It was dusty, but nonetheless beautiful.

Your smile and joy brought a sense of warmth around him, but the sunset outside made him anxious. "Are y'done yet? Walkers gonna be crawlin' everywhere soon," He hissed impatiently with his arms folded.

"Yeah, could you just help me try on this dress? I don't wanna take it all the way back if it doesn't fit," You replied and held up the wine red dress with elegant lace designs adorning it. He simply grumbled and followed you into the dressing rooms, hiding his anticipation.

You stepped into a dressing room and closed the curtain almost fully. The temptation to glance at you through the sliver filled Rick's mind, but he chose to turn away and ignore the growing bulge in his pants.

After undressing, you needed help zipping up the back of the dress. It barely covered your ass, so bringing it with you wasn't practical. Yet the urge to show Rick encouraged you to call out for him. He strode towards the dressing room as you slid the curtain open, revealing the beautiful dress. His eyes devoured the sight in front of him and roamed your body. Your legs and cleavage were on perfect display and the color complimented you beautifully.

"Zip me up?" You asked and turned around, pretending his gaze was unnoticed. The enclosed space required your bodies to push together. His warms hands reach your back and held you in place while her zipped it up. You could feel your cheeks heating up when his hand made contact with your bare skin and his erection pressed against you.

"Y'like it?" You whispered and tilted your head back, peering up at him through your lashes. Rick's eyes hungrily stared down at you as his hands traveled to your waist.

"Mhm" he muttered, tracing your body with his hands.

“Show me how much you like it,” you muttered, leaning into his touch and turning to face him. His lips grazed over your forehead before you felt his rough hand slip under your dress.

A smirk formed on your face when you met his hungry face. You guided his hand to you inner thigh, letting out a breathy gasp when his fingers reached your heat.

His fingers brushed over your soaking clothed pussy, "Fuckin' minx, already so wet." The feeing of his fingers rubbing your clit and hearing his words sent chills down your spine.

Rick's movements brought you close to the edge, just for him to slow down and deny your release. "Please," You whined, only receiving a sadistic smile from him. His hand left your clit and slipped out from under the dress, leaving you frustrated for more. "Just fuck me already," you panted, desperate to alleviate the growing desire between your legs.

He said nothing, simply cupping your face with the same hand and shoving the damp fingers into your mouth. You were surprised, but still felt yourself sucking on them eagerly, slightly tasting yourself.

"Only if you ask nicely," He smugly whispered into your ear before pulling them out.

"Please fuck me," You pleaded. In one swift motion, he spun you around and pressed you into the wall. Your hands supported you against the wall, as the sound of his belt unbuckling ignited a fire in your stomach. He pushed your dress up, just enough to slide your underwear to the side and coat his rock-hard cock with the arousal on your folds. The sensation earned a whimper from you as you struggled to stay quiet.

Rick eased into your drenched cunt slowly, giving you some time to adjust to the stretch. Your tight cunt squeezed around him, almost too tight. He was pressed deep inside of you, practically pushing against your cervix. He began to slowly thrust in and out of you, filling the small room with your whimpers and his groans. “You’re a fucking slut,” he rasped, causing your face to heat up in embarrassment. A loud and desperate moan left your lips as he sped up, grabbing your hips to push himself even deeper.

His hips rutted into yours roughly. “Fuck, I’m almost there,” you panted as the tingling sensation in your stomach increased.

A sinful smirk played onto his lips and he muttered “Good girl.” His praise sent you into your orgasm as he could pounding into you. Your walls clenched around him, finally slowing him down as he approached his own climax. You Rick grabbed a fistful of your hair and brought you closer to his face, shoving his tongue into your mouth. He stuffed your cunt with his cock completely before coming inside you, painting your walls white. You moaned into his kiss, satisfied at the feeling of being so full.

He slowly pulled out of you, causing some of the white liquid to dribble out. Your lips disconnected, gasping for air. Rick stared into your eyes with a sense of astonishment as you both caught your breath.

You met his eyes and smirked, “I guess you really liked the dress?”

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Lmao this took me so long to finish cause I was like “wtf am I doing” the whole time, sorry if it’s a little all over the place

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request!

could you do a Rick grimes smut where it’s sorta forbidden that they be together (age gap)

and reader is very sweet and hyperfeminine while Rick is moody and rugged

then one evening the reader thought she was alone, but then Rick ends up watching and catching her touching herself, then smut ensues 🤭

Darlin’

Rick Grimes x Fem!Reader

Summary- (Request)

Content Information: +18, MDNI, age gap (20 and 40s) Cussing, Smut, masturbating, p in v, unprotected, kissing, flirting, smoking, a lil angst, Unedited

The Georgia sun beat down on Rick's body as he lifted a dead walker into a truck. His body was damp from all the hard work he had been doing, from carrying hay bales to shooting walkers. You had your eyes set on him the moment he stepped foot on the farm. Something about him drew you in, capturing your heart and your mind. Currently, you were watching him load up the bodies of some walkers to burn from the safety of your kitchen window.

You rested your jaw on you hands and twirled the ribbon in your hair, daydreaming about him while he worked outside. Lost in thought, you didn't realize Maggie had entered the kitchen. She let out a sigh of annoyance when she noticed you were leaning out the window and gawking at Rick. Her frustrated voice snapped you out of your trance, "Are you kiddin' me? Again y/n? He's twice your age, get away from the window and stop starin' like a cat in heat."

You'd always try to sneak a peek at him as often as you could, but it was impossible to do without getting caught a few times. Maggie, your older sister, was always the one to detect it. She disapproved of your 'little crush,' but helped you keep it secret. If your father found out, he'd probably shoot Rick, and his group would be guaranteed an eviction.

Turning away from the window, you giggled, "Oh come on, Mags. I was just admiring the hard work he does for the farm. Don't act like you've never ogeled at that Glenn boy."

Maggie rolled her eyes, clearly displeased with your behavior. "Glenn's around my age. Just get your ass back to work, those dishes ain't clean," she huffed and walked out of the kitchen, leaving you alone.

After finishing the dishes, you had to go outside and feed the horses. Dusk was approaching and you were eager to finish all your tasks so you could find Rick. He always seemed irritated or busy, so you tried not to bug him. When you occasionally got the opportunity to talk to him, you always attempted to flirt. You were jittery and nervous around him, so it never came out the way you wanted it to. 'Accidental' hand brushes and small compliments were the furthest you were ever able to get, and you weren't even sure if he caught on.

Rick was helping Hershel fuel up the truck when he saw you head to the stables. His eyes traveled from the ribbon in your hair to the the hem of your short sun dress. You were perfect in his eyes. The sound of your soft voice was sweeter than honey, and the way you'd look at him with your big doe eyes enamored him. He could see how desperate you were for his attention in those pleading eyes, and it turned him on. Sometimes you'd even try and touch his hands, sending a rush of electricity to him. As much as he wanted to give into you, he knew things wouldn't end well for either of you if anyone found out. 'But that's only if anyone found out.'

The horses chowed down on their grains while you cleaned the stables up. Daryl had done most of the dirty work, so you were just organizing things. You were thinking about Rick the whole time, trying to figure out what you'd say to him if you ran into him. Most of the time it was small talk, followed by your unsuccessful flirting.

The stall doors creaked open as you stepped out, finally finished with your chores. It was almost night, so everyone had made their way to the house for dinner. 'Everyone except him,' when you spotted Rick smoking a cigarette on the porch. He seemed to be lost in thought and didn't bother acknowledging you when you approached him.

"Hey," you quietly greet, interrupting his focus.

Rick turned his head to you and grumbled, "Hey" before taking another drag from his cigarette. He took a second glance at you, his eyes lingering at your legs.

"Can I try?" You blurted, curiously looked at the cigarette.

He hesitated for a moment before dropping it to the ground and stepping on it. "Nah, they ain't any good for you," he answered smugly.

Your eyes shifted away from him in embarrassment from the rejection. He peered down at you and lifted your chin so you'd look at him. The sudden contact surprised you and met his mesmerizing blue eyes with your widened ones. His other hand snaked around you and pulled you closer to him.

Your heart was racing as you both hungrily stared into each other eyes. He tilted your head up and pulled your mouth to his in one swift motion. His hand traveled to the back of your neck and it sent shivers through your body. You wrapped your hands around his torso, pushing him against your body. The taste of the bitter tobacco filled your mouth as his tongue slipped through your lips. It made the kiss even more addictive.

After a few more moments of intertwining your tongues, Rick pulled away and held your waist. He breathlessly whispered, "That's what a cigarette tastes like, darlin'." His deep and raspy southern accent caused a pool of a warmth between your legs.

You were still in a spell from the passionate kiss, so you simply giggled in return. But Rick immediately straightened up when he heard the doorknob of the front door turn. Both of you quickly turned your heads to the door and took a step away from each other. Maggie came out and looked startled to see you both on the porch.

"Everyone's wonderin' where you guys are. What're y'all doin' out here?" She asked suspiciously and narrowed her eyes at you.

Your faces were flushed and the rapid breathing made it obvious. You spluttered, "I just finished my chores, and just y'know, we were just chattin'."

Maggie was unconvinced and furrowed her brows in disappointment from your weak attempt at lying. Rick completely ignored her question and pushed passed her to get into the house. She glared at him before stepping outside and closing the door behind her.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, y/n?! He's older than you and he has a kid for Christ's sake! Why the hell is he even after someone half his age?!" She hissed, clearly infuriated with the situation.

You could understand where she was coming from, but the world had gone to shit and none of what she said mattered anymore. Lori and Shane had officially gotten together, so Rick was single. And even though Lori and Shane were primarily caring for Carl, you didn't mind that Rick had a kid, especially because he was a sweet kid.

You were frustrated that Maggie ruined the moment and retorted, "It's not your life Maggie, stop being such a pain in the ass about it!"

She sighed and calmed down a little. "Whatever, y/n. Just don't get your little heart crushed by him. Now come in and your eat dinner, or I'll tell Daddy about Rick." There was a slight playful tone to her voice despite the threat.

You followed Maggie back into the house and ate dinner. Rick didn't glance in your direction even once the entire night, and it really did break your heart. Your family and Rick's group were talking together in the living room, but you decided to head to bed as soon as you finished your cold plate of food.

A part of you wanted to cry because of Rick's distance towards you after the kiss you shared, but the other part of you was still so giddy from it. You laid on your bed, still wearing your white sundress. The image of Rick wrapping his hands around you and kissing you replayed in your head. Wetness pooled between your thighs and you slid you hand under your skirt to alleviate the arousal.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you imagined it was Rick's fingers rubbing your clit. Small whimpers left your lips as you touched yourself and thought about him. A smile crept onto your lips when you remembered the way his husky voice called you "darlin'."

Rick felt awful. He was certain that you regretted the kiss, and he avoided looking at you all night. Seeing you was just another reminder of what he couldn't have, but he had the obligation to apologize for kissing you. Although he was infatuated with you, he would fully understand if you never wanted anything like that to happen again. It was all a mistake.

Rick saw you tip toe upstairs before he could apologize. After about half an hour, he decided to sneak away from the group in the living room to go see you. When he got to your door, he could hear your soft cries and whimpers, and it broke his heart. Rick thought you were crying because of what happened, and it made him even more determined to apologize. He softly knocked on the door, but you had been so lost in your pleasure that you hadn't noticed it.

The door slowly opened and he was dumbfounded to see you two fingers deep in your cunt instead of sobbing. "Fuck, baby, you touchin' yourself?" He asked in disbelief. Your brain was hazy with lust and you continued touching yourself in front of him. Your dress had ridden up from your bent knees, revealing your soaking wet pussy.

"Stay," you whimpered out and looked towards him with half-lidded eyes.

Rick shut the door and walked up to your quivering form on the bed. He felt his cock harden at the sight in front of him. Your eyes were glazed over and your climax washed over you. He watched as your legs squeezed together and you felt cunt clenched around your measly two fingers. Your pants and cries filled the room as you came down from your orgasm.

Turning your head to look at him, you noticed the huge bulge in Rick's pants. You slid your fingers out of yourself and crawled toward the side of the bed he was standing over. You got off the bed and crashed your mouth onto his. Rick's hands desperately grabbed at your waist and moved down to your thighs. Your hands were holding his head in place while you kissed him.

He suddenly lifted you up, eliciting a giggle. Your legs wrapped around his torso as your tongue entered his mouth. He moved toward the bed and laid you down on it, breaking the kiss. You began to unbutton his shirt as he hovered over you, but he gently grabbed you hands and held them in place. His deep, southern voice, mumbled, "Y'sure you wanna do this, darlin'?"

"Yes," You whimpered and wriggled your hands free. The kisses he was placing on your neck and chest tickled you, filling the room with your quiet giggles. Your hands went back to unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his toned and muscular body. He was even hotter than you’d imagined, scars littered his warm skin. You could traced his skin with your gentle touch, earning a quiet groan from him.

He moved away from your neck and lifted the dress over your arms, revealing your bare body. A smug grin formed on his face as he teased, “Such a dirty girl, y’ain’t even wearing anything underneath.” His calloused hands caressed your soft skin, sending chills up your spine. A whimper left yours lips as one of his hand wrapped around your breast and teased your nipple.

Rick’s other hand traveled up your thighs, but didn’t go in between them. He had no intention of giving you what you wanted without torturing you first.

His teasing was driving you crazy, so you moved your hands to his belt and decided to unbuckle it.

He quickly grabbed them again pinned them above your head. Those piecing eyes intensely stared you down at you.

"Beg me," He commanded, his darkness making the heat between your thighs even wetter.

“Please, fuck me already!” You pleaded, squirmed underneath him and grinded for some friction.

His other hand held your hips in place, “Use your words, baby.”

"Please, Rick, I need you inside of me," You whined and resisted his hold. He finally snapped and released you. Your hands immediately flew to his pants and unbuttoned them. He helped to get them off, and his hard cock sprang free.

You stared at it for a moment, trying to figure out how the hell it would fit inside of you. Before you could voice your concern, Rick grabbed your legs and rested them over his shoulders. Your pussy was dripping with arousal from all the teasing, and right now he was lining up his cock to it.

"Your so wet, darlin'. This all for me?" He smirked and slid his cock over your folds, taunting you.

"Fuck, oh god. I don't think it'll even fit," You whimpered.

"I'll be gentle," he replied and entered the tip of it into your desperate cunt. He gave you a few seconds before completely going inside in one thrust. You let out a gasp as his cock stretched you out painfully. Rick's idea of gentle was very different from yours. "Fuck, baby, you feel so good. Y'alright?"

"Mhm," you mewled out when the pain subsided, and pleasure replaced it as he slowly began moving. His thrusts were soft but your eager sounds encouraged him to go harder. He pounded into you mercilessly, and the only thing you could think of was how euphoric it felt.

You were engulfed in bliss as his cock slammed into you. The sound of your whimpers and his occasional groans were accompanied with the sound of skin smacking. Your eyes shut as you began approaching your climax, but he grabbed your face and ordered, "Keep those pretty eyes open for me." His breathless southern drawl was what sent you over the edge. You locked eyes with him as your cunt squeezed around him and erotic cries left your mouth.

Rick fucked you through your orgasm, causing you you dig your nails into the veiny arms holding your hips. He moaned and thrusted into you even harder, getting off on the pain. Your slick covered your inner thighs and most of his groin as you climaxed again from the overstimulation. His thrusts faltered and he slammed into you a few more times before pulling out, shooting ropes of hot cum over your stomach.

After catching his breath, Rick grabbed a some tissues from your nightstand and wiped off the cum on your stomach. He lifted you into his arms and whispered, “Our little secret, right, darlin’?”

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GOOD LORD I AM A FUCKING CORNBALL

THIS SHIT WAS INSANE TO WRITE, YALL DONT UNDERSTAND. I added Maggie’s hatefulness to spice things up

Keep the requests coming, just like Rick

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farmer’s daughter reader in the kitchen late at night in her panties and tank top and rock walks in and they have sneaky but quiet intercourse in the kitchen 🤫

Secret Desires

Rick Grimes x Fem!Reader

Summary- (Request)

Content information- +18, MDNI, Cussing, age gap (20s and 40s) Smut, p in v, unprotected, fingering, food getting involved I guess, Unedited

A tired sigh left your lips when you felt the ache of hunger rumbling in your stomach. Rick had been running through your mind all night, leading to this restlessness.

The attraction between you and Rick was clear as day. Fleeting touches, glances, and subtle flirting strengthened your desires for him. The only thing stopping you from acting on them was your father. Being his eldest daughter meant setting an example for your younger sisters, Maggie and Beth. Dating the leader of the survivors on your farm was not an ideal example, especially when he's double your age.

Your thoughts of Rick were once again pushed aside by another pang of hunger. Rolling off your creaky bed, you decided to get something to eat. Laziness got the best of you, so you didn’t bother putting on pants as you tip toed out of your room. Your pajamas consisted of a thin tank top and pink underwear with lace around the edges. No one would be awake at this hour, so you didn’t think much of it and went downstairs.

The only illumination in the kitchen was the moonlight shining in through the window. It gave you just enough light to prevent bumping into things. After searching through the fridge and cabinets, you decided the on the last apple sitting on the counter. You were about to reach out and pick it up, when someone else's hand you beat you to it.

You almost yelped in shock when you realized someone else was also in the kitchen. Facing the counter, you mustered the courage to whip yourself around and see who it was behind you.

Standing in front of you, in all his glory, was Rick. You let out a relieved breath and looked up at him. Confusion was etched onto his finely sculpted face. He appeared to be just as surprised to see you in the kitchen this late at night.

After a few moments of silence, he was the first to speak, "What are y'doing this late?" His voice was barely above a whisper, laced with curiosity and suspicion.

Your eyes fluttered up to meet his ice blues. "I wasn't able to fall asleep and I was hungry," you mumble shyly, feeling a tinge of embarrassment from being caught in you skimpy pajamas. He was simply wearing a white t-shirt with grey sweatpants, but his rock hard muscles underneath made your mouth water. It was so surreal, as if this was just another one of the wet dreams you had about Rick. But when his warm minty breath brushed over your lips as he moved closer to you, you knew it was all very real.

He leaned towards you, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and whispering "I couldn't sleep either." His raspy southern accent made your knees weak and sent chills down your spine.

It took everything in him to resist kissing you. The way you nervously bit your soft lips drove him crazy. Your skin glowed under the moonlight and he could see your hardened nipples through the flimsy tank top.

Your eyes traced over every feature on his face before locking on his lips. Rick broke you out of your trance when he quietly asked, "Y'want this?" and held up the apple. The hunger you felt for the apple was replaced by the hunger you had for him. As if he could read your mind, he set it down on the counter and gently grabbed your face, sliding his tongue through your parted lips. You wrapped your arms around him and pulled him onto your body. His cock hardened under his sweatpants as you grinded against him.

Gasping for air, you finally broke the thirsty kiss. "It's all yours," you whispered and brought the apple to his mouth. He took a bite out of it and held it between his teeth before kissing you again, sharing the it with you. Your hand went to his chest and trailed down to the waistband of his sweatpants.

He broke the kiss and breathlessly whispered, "Y'sure, baby?" His hands cupped your face, forcing your doe eyes to look at him.

"Fuck yeah," you panted and pulled him back into a kiss. The huge erection in his pants rubbed against you, causing a moan to escape your lips. He pulled away and brought his finger to your mouth.

"We gotta be real quiet, okay? Don't wanna wake everyone up with your sweet sounds," he whispered and slid his hand to your soaked underwear. You nodded your head and he began kissing your neck. His fingers massaged your clothed clit and his mouth sloppily sucked on your skin, leaving marks.

You whimpered as his fingers slid your underwear to the side, giving just enough room to slip his fingers into your pussy. His fingers curled in you his thumb rubbed your clit, sending you over the edge. Whines and moans filled the room before he quickly covered your mouth again. "Shh," he urged and turned you over, so you were facing the counter.

His hand was still over your mouth and now your ass was pressed over his erection. You squirmed around for some friction, resulting a quiet groan from him. He gripped your hip to hold you in place before freeing his cock and slipping your underwear off. "Be quiet for me, baby," he whispered and entered the tip of his cock into your drenched cunt. You arched yourself against body, getting him deeper into you.

Rick's thrusts were slow at first, getting you adjusted to his massive size. He pushed deep into you before slowly pulling away. Your hips moved in harmony with his, and he quickened the pace. "Fuck, baby, just like that," he groaned. His cock filled you to the hilt, making you scratch the granite counter tops in pleasure and pain. Your walls wrapped around him tightly as he pounded into you.

The only thing running in your brain was how euphoric it felt to have so deep inside you. His free hand slipped under your tank top and up your body, squeezing your nipples. The feeling sent chills throughout your body, resulting in an even harder thrust from him. He roughly slid his hard cock in and out of your throbbing pussy, pushing you to your second orgasm. All your erotic cries and moans were muffled by his hand as pure ecstasy washed over you. Rick fucked you against the counter, even while your cunt tightly clenched around him.

His thrusts became slower but even harder as he approached his own climax. He leaned into your ear and whispered, "Be fucking silent," and removed his hand from your mouth. Placing both hands on your hips, he held you in place as he sunk into you one last time. Heavy breaths and quiet whimpers were the only sounds you could make without waking anyone up.

His cock twitched inside of you before filling your pussy with cum. It painted your walls white and leaked down your thigh when he pulled out. You both were heavy breathing as he tucked his cock back into his sweatpants. Rick grabbed some paper towels from the counter and cleaned the trail going down your thighs.

You moved away from the counter and pulled your underwear back up. Then you picked up the already-bitten apple and took a bite. Rick opened his mouth to say something, but you shoved the rest of the apple into his mouth and whispered mockingly, "Y'don't like being silenced?" before disappearing upstairs.

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Ty for this request!! I felt like a cornball while writing this but I hope you guys liked it!

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I accidentally posted something from my drafts so if u read it you got a sneak peek 💀

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Pretty Girl

Rick Grimes x Fem!Reader

Summary- You're one of Hershel's daughters and you snuck out from the farm to scavenge an abandoned town. Rick finds you and saves you, but things don't end there. Unedited

Content Information: +18, mdni, Cussing, p in v, plot, smut, unprotected, oral f!receiving, age gap (early 20 and early 40s), some gore/violence from killing walkers, flirting, teasing, angst, fluff, comforting, making out, this ones for the girls with daddy issues

This took forever so I really appreciate interaction

The sound of snarls and hisses filled your ears as you desperately searched through the looted store. A few walkers were scratching at the glass door of the store, trying to get inside to devour you.

You had put yourself in this situation after getting into an argument with your father. You were angry about how he abandoned you and your sisters after the mass slaughter at the barn. No matter how many meaningless apologies he gave you, you were still filled with anger and betrayal. 'How could he just leave us and drink away his sorrows?' In order to blow off some steam, you foolishly decided to sneak out and head into town alone in search of supplies. You were being rebellious and productive at the same time.

What you didn't expect was the amount of walkers you'd run into. You left in the afternoon with a fully loaded gun, and now you only had two bullets left and a measly knife. Aside from the fact that it was almost sun down, you were trapped inside a store with the only way out being blocked by walkers. There was no way you’d be able to fight your way out of this unless you found something useful in the emptied store, which was practically impossible. The groans of walkers were accompanied with the sound of the glass doors and windows cracking, like a twisted countdown to your death.

Your desperate search and fight for life was interrupted by the sound of shooting and slashing. Your head shot up from the empty shelves and toward the glass windows and doors. The walkers were getting mauled by someone much stronger and better equipped than you.

The windows and doors were covered in walker remains, impairing your view outside. You had two choices. Wait for the psycho killer outside to come find you in the store and end up like the walkers, or use this distraction as an opportunity to escape the store. Choosing the second option was your only chance at survival.

Glass and bloody remains crunched under your boots as you burst through the doors. Your eyes landed on the person killing all the walkers and you came to a screeching halt. It was Rick, the leader of the group living on your farm.

He had finished killing all the walkers and glared at you with his sharp blue eyes. "Are you fuckin' crazy?" He hissed, poison dripping from his voice as he stormed towards you. "You could've gotten yourself killed out here. You got any scratches or bites?"

Your stared at him with your mouth agape, still trying to process what had just happened. He was covered in blood and his eyes were still filled with bloodlust as he stared you down. "No," you weakly responded.

“Drop your weapons.” His southern drawl was getting more prominent the angrier he got. Your heart was racing and you complied, dropping your gun and knife. His face went from an anger to disbelief. “Is that a fucking kitchen knife?” He asked with a condescending tone and looked at you scornfully. You felt your face heat up with embarrassment and a lump form in your throat.

The sadness you felt from the fight with your father, nearly getting eaten by walkers, the massacre in front of you, and Rick's anger all hit you like a ton of bricks. Your eyes spilled with tears and you began to sob. "I'm so sorry," you managed to whimper out. It was humiliating to cry like this in front of him, but you couldn't help it. He sighed and wrapped his arm around you.

You leaned into his touch and hugged him tightly, ignoring the blood and burying your face into his neck. "Calm down, baby. It ain't the end of the world." His voice was soft and he ran his hand up and down your back in an effort to soothe you.

You couldn't help but smile at his words. "It feels like it is." You sniffled.

He gently cupped your face as you peered up at him through your soaked lashes. "It's not. You're still alive, it's not over yet." His whisper brought warmth to your heart and you snuggled into him. When you looked up from his chest, his lips were merely inches away from connecting with yours.

His words and closeness made your stomach flutter. You felt yourself lean into him and kiss him on his lips. He passionately kissed you back and held your head in place. His mouth tasted like liquor and cigarettes, it made his kiss even more addicting. Gasping for air, you both pulled away.

You both had been so lost in the moment and didn't realize it was almost dark out. The sun had fully set and the walkers were much more prolific at night.

"We gotta leave right now." Rick stated with urgency and concern when he observed his surroundings. He picked your gun up from the floor and pocketed it before he guided you toward his car. His arm was wrapped around your waist and the warmth contrasted the cold air surrounding you.

There were a few walkers Rick had to kill on your way to the car. He slaughtered them with ease and no hesitation. Your father had always told you that the walkers were still people, but after seeing how they desperately tried to kill you, doubt formed. Rick's effortless killing made him even more irresistible to you.

As you both approached the car, he opened the passenger door. He closed the door behind you and made his way towards the drivers seat. He started the car and the alarm immediately went off. "Fuck!" He swears as he tries to get it to stop. Even more panic sets in as walkers begin to crowd the car, banging on it. The darkness made it impossible to find the wire for manually shutting off the car alarm, leaving no other option but to abandon the car before more walkers showed up. He turned to you and commanded, "Wait here for me, okay doll?" You try to fight back your fear as you nod. He exits the car and you can't make out what's happening outside. The flashes of the headlights briefly illuminate enough to catch a glimpse.

The sound of snarls and thrashing give you a rough idea, but you are snapped out of your focus when the passenger door is yanked open. Your jump out of your seat as Rick quickly pulls you out . Without a word, you follow him as you both run back into the town. Many walkers had crowded the car, but Rick was able to kill enough of them for an escape. More showed up and tore the car apart as you continued running, some were even following you.

Rick spotted an abandoned connivence store and motioned for you to follow him inside. Almost everything in the store had already been raided, besides a few miscellaneous products like stuffed animals and keychains. The empty shelves were covered in dust and some had fallen over, but there were no signs of danger. Both of you stayed silent as you looked around and inspected the store. You decided to break the silence and whisper, "The employee area might be safer," as you point to a door behind the register.

He nods in agreement and carefully walks behind the register. He knocks on the door to check for walkers. As soon a he did, snarls and scratching against the door could be heard. He huffs in annoyance and turned to you. "There's only two in there, I can hear it." He whispered and got his hunting knife out. You stood a few feet away and cautiously watched as he slightly opened the door and dug his knife into the skull of one of them. He repeats the process for the second one before fully opening the door and looking inside. "It's clear, come on."

You walk next him and peered inside. There were some supplies and two sleeping bags. The people who had lived there were most likely the walkers Rick just killed. You scrunch your nose in disgust when the stench of rotting flesh hits your nose. "It smell disgusting in here." You blurted out.

"These two were rotting in there with the door closed. We'll let it air out for a bit, but this is the safest place we have right now. Plus, it's got sleeping bags." He explained as he grabbed one of the walkers and dragged it further away from the room. You reached down to grab the second one and drag it, but Rick quickly stopped you. "A pretty girl shouldn't have to touch corpses" he jested with a dumb grin on his face. You rolled your eyes and felt a smile form on your face.

"So charming." You teased and walked into the room. It was a small break room that those two people had made into a shelter. A large table with some chairs, presumably the lunch table, took up most of the space in the room. There were a couple cans of food and some hunting tools laying around, nothing special. The sleeping bags Rick mentioned were rolled up in the corner. The nighttime breeze had cleared the room of its stench. You felt your nerves calming down and remembered the kiss you shared with Rick. Your body flinched when Rick's arms snaked around your waist from behind. "You scared me" you whined and turned around to face him.

"M'sorry, you're just so adorable." He whispered while looking down at you hazily. You felt a pool of warmth between your legs as you tilted your gaze up to him. His hand traveled from your lower back to your ass. Your lips connected and he squeezed your thigh, making you gasp and let his tongue explore your mouth. Whimpers escaped your mouth as his hand slid in between your thighs and created friction against your clothed clit. He pulled away from the passionate kiss and slurred out, "Y'gotta be quiet, baby. Understand?"

Your mind was clouded with lust as you nodded your head. "I'll be quiet." You purred and watched as he shut the door. He stood in front of you as you leaned against the table, looking up at him. His hands wrapped around your hips and slid your pants off before pushing you onto the table.

He got onto his knees and pulled your soaked panties to the side. His other hand covered your mouth in efforts to muffle the whines you made as his tongue teased your pussy. His scruff tickled your thighs, sending chills up your spine. "You're so fucking wet" he groaned and glided his tongue up to your clit. Your hand gripped his hair as he ate you out. Your legs trembled and wrapped around him as his mouth brought you to your climax.

He stood up and unbuckled his belt while you were coming down from your orgasm and catching your breath. Your cunt throbbed when his huge hard cock sprang free from his jeans. He ripped your shirt off and peppered your breasts with kisses. His kisses left marks all over your neck and chest, it was his way of making sure everyone knew you were his. You laid back as he brought his cock to your pussy. He slid it between your folds, making you even more needy and desperate. "Please," you panted.

"Please what?" He hummed, taunting you even further.

You felt your face heat up as you begged, "Please, fuck me." This was his breaking point, he shoved himself into you in one thrust. The combination of pain and pleasure caused you to loudly moan and wrap your arms around him to bring him closer. His hand shot up and covered your mouth before he began moving in and out of you. His cock stuffed your pussy completely, stretching your walls and hitting the perfect spot every thrust. Your nails dug into his back as he roughly fucked you, making him groan in pleasure. He continued sucking your neck and thrusting into you, bringing you closer to your second orgasm.

Your cunt clenched around his and a slur of moans and cries left your lips as you came. The overstimulation from being fucked through your orgasm caused tears to spill as you continued to moan into his hand. "Shh it's okay, doll. I'm almost there." He groaned as his thrusts became slower. In one final thrust, he filled your cunt with white spurts of cum. You mewled in satisfaction as he moved his hand away from your mouth and slowly pulled out. He zipped his pants up and help you put you clothes back on. Your pussy was still filled with his cum and it brought a sense of fullness to you.

Rick prepared both sleeping bags and tucked you in yours. "C'mon baby, get some sleep. We'll head out first thing tomorrow." He whispered. You closed your eyes and drifted into a peaceful sleep for the first time in weeks.

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AHHHH THAT WAS SO MUCH IM GOING CRAZY

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Break Me Down

Rick Grimes x Fem!Reader

Summary- Rick and Hershel's oldest daughter can't keep their eyes off each other. They go to retrieve some walkers for the barn. Rick is kind of an asshole so ig this is angsty too. Enemies to loves

Content information: unedited, 18+, smut, p in v unprotected, choking i guess, enemies to lovers, age gap (mid 20s and early 40s), angst, plot, asshole rick, flirting, pet names, making out, fluff, some walker killing

Your eyes scanned over Rick as he helped your father with farming chores. You already disliked the idea a group of strangers living on the farm, but their leader's cold behavior towards you made you hate it. You didn't understand why Rick was so harsh to you compared to the rest of the family. He treated your younger sisters, Maggie and Beth, completely normal. But whenever you tried to strike up a conversation, he would try to immediately end it or give you dry responses. He wasn't like this with anyone else, so you couldn't understand why he was like this with you.

The strangest part of it all was how he would look at you. Was is in a murderous or flirtatious way? You couldn't tell. What you did know though, was that you found him attractive. Guilt ate at you whenever you caught yourself staring at him.

'He has a wife and a son. And I'm pretty sure he hates me.' You remind yourself when you noticed you'd been glancing at him too much. He was cleaning the stables with Daryl. You decided to take one more look at him before directing you attention back to feeding the chickens. But as you took your last peek, you accidentally lock eyes with him, making it obvious that you were staring. You quickly turn your head and go back to sprinkling seeds around for the chickens.

Rick's eyes roamed over you as timidly looked away. A smirk was plastered on his face when he realized you'd been staring. Hershel would probably kill him if he found out how much he wanted fuck you. Rick would never risk his group getting kicked off the farm just for some girl.

The problem was, in his eyes, you were a diamond in the rough. You weren't just some girl. Seeing you help Carl when he was shot, caring for the animals with so much love, and your kindness towards everyone made his realize just how rare you really were. This kind of naiveness wasn't something you could find in the apocalypse. You were beautiful inside and out and you were the perfect distraction from Lori and Shane.

When you finished up feeding the animals, you were approached by your father. "I was gonna show Rick how to retrieve the sick and put them into the barn, but it's much too hot for me. You're the oldest of your sisters and most experienced at this, so I need you to take him down to the swamp and rescue our neighbors." He explains.

You sigh in irritation. You disagreed with your father when it came to the subject of walkers. You believed they were no longer the people they used to be and they couldn't be saved. You've tried to explain this to him multiple times, but it always ends in an argument. "Fine," you agreed. You hated having to go near the walkers, but on the bright side, you were going to be able to spend some time with Rick and find out why he didn't like you.

You led Rick into the forest with the leashes. There was an awkward silence between you two. "I know my dad explained his version of the world to you already, but I just wanted to tell you that I don't agree with his ideology." You announced, breaking the ice.

"At least you have more sense than him." He replied. You nodded and guided him to the swamp that had trapped with two walkers with it's mud.

You took the leash and carefully approached one of them. You began to explain how to catch one, "You have to get it around their neck, and hold them about and arms width away otherwise-'" You slipped on the mud and and accidentally let the walker loose. It immediately lunges for you but Rick shoots it. It falls into the mud and you scramble to your feet. "Oh my god, thank you." You tell him with a panicked and breathless voice.

"Was that a part of catching them?" He mockingly asks. He crosses his arms in impatience and watches you get up.

You furrow your eyebrows in disdain and and feel you face flush with embarrassment. "Yeah it is. Probably the most crucial part." You reply sarcastically. 'He looks so hot, such a shame he's dick.' You thought to yourself as he took his leash and captured the second walker.

Rick loved getting under your skin. Seeing your flustered face made his heart race and forget all about Lori and Shane. Your witty remarks back to him would make him forget that the world's gone to shit. He decided to further your irritation and say, "So all you do is look pretty and feed the animals?"

Your heart jumped when he called you pretty. You retorted, "You just sit around while your wife get knocked up by other men?" You realized what you said was harsh and might've crossed a boundary, but you were sick of his attitude towards you.

"She ain't my wife anymore." He mutters, keeping his focus on the walker he's leading.

Guilt crept up on you. Sure, he was an asshole, but you weren't. You couldn't swoop to his level, so you sigh and say, "I'm sorry. That was rude of me, I was just bothered by what you said."

He smirks and shakes his head. "S'alright."

You tried to walk the rest of the way in silence, apart from the snarls of the walker Rick had on the leash. But the question of why he was always cold to you played in your head. 'If he wanted to murder me, he would've let the walker eat me. Is there a chance he might be, interested in me?' Now you just had to know.

You came to a sudden stop and turned towards him. He was confused by your actions and stopped along side you. "Why'd we stop?" He asks, annoyed with you.

You ignore his question and ask him, "Why do you hate me?"

He was taken aback by your bluntness and shrugged. "I don't hate you," he replies and takes a step closer to you, meeting your doe eyes with his piercing blue ones. "I think you're beautiful."

Your eyes widen with surprise and your cheeks heat up. You glance to the ground then look back up. "Then why are you so mean to me?" You quietly asked.

He smiles before leaning in closing to you. "I like seeing your pretty face all red." He replies as he pushes a strand of hair away from your face. "I hate that I can't have you." He mutters as he kisses your forehead.

Your body is rushing with adrenaline and serotonin. "You can." You whisper before wrapping your hands around his chiseled face and kissing him. His free hand wrapped around your waist as he deepened the kiss, but the snarl of the walker brought you both back to reality.

He back the walker up against a tree and smashed its head with the metal part of the leash. "Whoops." He said as it fell to the floor.

"Why'd you do that? My dad's gonna be pissed." You complained, ready to scold him, but he grabbed your head and crashed his lips onto yours. You lean into it and gasp when one of his hands traveled from your face to your thigh. You could feel yourself getting wet as his hand creeped up to the hem of your shorts. You break away from the heated make out session to catch your breath. "Fuck, let's go somewhere else." You tell him in between breathes and he lifts you into his arms.

You directed him towards a nearby abandoned cottage. He checks the area out to make sure it's safe before taking you inside. You push him onto the bed and climb on top of him. You pull his shirt off and admire his toned body. "You had your turn," he smirks and flips you over so that he's on top. He takes you shirt off and it reveals your bare breasts. He leans in and kisses your neck, slowly making his way down. You shivered at the feeling and your hands gripped his back.

His hands slid down to the waistband of your shorts, making your skin tingle under his warm touch. He pulled your shorts off in a swift motion and looked amused when it revealed your soaked underwear. “S’this all for me, angel? I barely touched you and look at all this.” Rick teased as he yanked it off you and threw it to the the side. You whimpered in response, blushing in embarrassment and wrapping your hands around his muscular torso.

His fingers went up and down your slit, causing you to whine in anticipation before he began rubbing your clit. The new sensation produced whimpers and moans from you, but he was clearly going slow as a form of torture for you. You tried you grind against his fingers in order to reach your release but his other hand quickly held you hips down. You squirmed around but his hold on you was strong and he took pleasure in seeing you hot and bothered. You cry out in frustration, craving more friction and speed.

“Use your words, sweetheart.” He mutters with a sadistic smile. Two fingers enter your pussy as he continues to tease your clit with his thumb.

You breathlessly manage to whine “I need you in me” as he edges you. He feels his cock throbbing in his jeans as the words leave your mouth.

“You’re gonna be grateful I’m getting you ready for it” he hissed and added a third finger, stretching your needy cunt. You arch your back and moan loudly as your pussy clenches around his fingers. After you come down from your high, you sit up and your hands quickly work to undo his belt. Your eyes widened when you saw his rock hard cock under the denim of his jeans. It was massive. Before you could unbutton his jeans, he grabbed you and flipped you onto your stomach.

You hear the sound of his jeans falling to the floor as you get onto yours knees and elbows. Your pussy was on display for him. His large hand wrapped around your waist as he brought the tip of his cock to your entrance. You turn your head to see and nearly gasp when you see how large he his is. “There’s no way in hell it’s gonna fit” You whine and squirm.

He comfortingly rubs your back with his hand and replies “it will, baby. It’ll only hurt a little, but I’ll be gentle.” His words gave you some comfort and he slowly pushed into your drenched cunt. It was uncomfortable and painful when he stretched your walls with his huge cock, but the pain was eased as you adjusted. He filled you up completely and groaned when he felt your tight count wrapped around him. “I’m gonna start moving, ‘kay baby?” You nodded in approval and be began slowly thrusting. He gripped your hips roughly as he rammed into you, definitely bruising you. You moaned in ecstasy as he met your g spot in every thrust.

Rick had thrown his previous statement out the window as he roughly fucked you into oblivion. He wrapped his hand around your neck and it sent chills down your spine. It sent you over the edge as your walls clenched around his cock. Your legs trembled and gave out, but his hand quick grabbed your hip and held you up.

“Fuck, you’re so tight” He hissed, his thrusts becoming sloppy. You mewled at the overstimulation of being fucked through your orgasm and clenched around him again. His thrusts finally stopped as he finished inside of you, filling you up with his cum. He pulls out and you stretch out the bed, exhausted. He lays next you, gently stroking your hair.

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this is my first time writing smut

HOLY FUCK THAT WAS SO MUCH IM NEVER GONNA BE THE SAME

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I just accidentally deleted my entire story in drafts

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No one ever talks about how hard it is to write smut 😭 ts is a STRUGGLE

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