A/N: I just saw the Joker and I just HAVE to write a story about it, so here ya go :). I am thinking of maybe making a part 2 of this, so just let me know if you like that idea!
Genre: Joker!Taehyung, Angst, smut, oneshot (?)
Paring: Taehyung X reader
Word-count:6.5k
Warnings: Sexual content, groping, kissing, pinning, smoking, slapping, name-calling, Stockholm-syndrome.
Summary:You’d never thought you had to face the well-known criminal: the Joker, since he always targets rich people. Still, somehow the tables turn when you go to the famous club ‘La Farceur’ and to be faced with (maybe?) your worse nightmare.
‘Again, the so-called ‘Joker’ has raided another bank. 9 people have been shot during the raid, which of 4 have died. 20 people are badly wounded. This has been the fifth time this two weeks. How long do we have to wait for someone to act on this?’
You attentively watch the news as you see the blurred images of the man, who calls himself ‘the Joker’, and who does so much terrible things. You can’t imagine someone being so devilish; he doesn’t even do it for money you’ve heard. He is pure evil; he does it for his own satisfaction and happiness. People like this really do exist, which normally isn’t the case. People often do bad stuff because of lack of money or something, but he has all the money now and still continues to do bad stuff. Maybe he’s in depth with someone, it must be. It’s the only logical explanation.
‘That guy is plainly sick’, you hear your friend comment from beside you, eating cereal just like you are doing. It’s really a tradition for the both of you to watch the news together in the morning, making that your bonding-time as roommates. Discussing politics and such. ‘He must be on some shit’, Lisa continues before taking another bite. You huff before agreeing, that man can’t be right in his mind. Or maybe he was fucked up in his childhood by his father or something, anything. Luckily you’re not likely to ever have to face him, being a student. He mostly targets rich people, like banks and stuff. Well ‘being rich’ is something that you certainly aren’t.
‘He does have something hot though, I don’t know what’, Lisa comments, making you laugh out of disbelieve. ‘Damn Lisa, going out with criminals now hm?’, you tease her and she nudges you back. ‘I mean, it’s kind off wild. It isn’t a boring relationship, that’s for sure.’ You laugh even louder at that. ‘Well, true that honey. Still wouldn’t be my first pick though’, you response, shaking your head.
The both of you finish your food and get ready for your first class. You walk to the campus together, talking about anything you could think of. You’ve really grown to like Lisa. You’ve now been roommates for 5 months, you being the somewhat silent person and she being the outgoing on. You really always need one of the two between friends, otherwise it won’t work. She takes you out to parties and you make sure she goes to school. You’re always together, having grown a strong bond together.
‘So, still up for some alcohol tonight? How about a bar or something?’, Lisa suggests and you nod. ‘Why not? It’s not like we have anything else to do.’ She looks with exciting eyes at you. ‘Wow, really? Thought you would’ve refused. Do I see a new woman in front of me?’ Lisa takes a step back as she looks at you in awe. You chuckle, lightly punching her shoulder. ‘We don’t have any tests or assignments, so why not? Therewith, I haven’t gotten laid in ages. It’s time’, you confess, carrying a frustrated face. She frowns. ‘How long’, she asks and you hold up 5 fingers. She gasps as she stops her pace beside you. ‘No… I’m so sorry for you. Why didn’t you tell me?’ She puts an arm around you as she still has a worried face, making you huff. ‘Well damn, it’s not something to discuss on a daily basis.’ You look around you to see if anyone has heard your conversation, being slightly embarrassed. You don’t see anyone, except this big guy standing along the sidewalk. He does kind of seem odd to you, but you decide not to pay any attention to him and to continue your walk with your worried friend.
You both arrive at the class, entering as Lisa keeps on asking about your sex life. ‘Lisa stop! I will get laid tonight and I will be okay.’ You stop her ramble. She pouts before agreeing. ‘Okay, but you’re going to have to put my sexy clothes on. A normal skirt wont do it with this mission’, she notes and you scoff. ‘Whatever makes you satisfied’, you say before you let yourself focus on the class, which is just about to start.
‘How does one own such a tight and short dress’, you complain as you walk down the street, trying to pull your dress further down. Lisa holds your arm hooked around hers, pulling you back up. ‘Don’t bend down like that, your boobies will maybe pop out doing that’, she giggles as she shakes her head. You scoff, not liking this outfit only one bit. Yeah, you want to get laid. But like this, it’s kind of cheap and that’s not really what you had in mind. You just want a one-night-stand, but not with some gross dude. He needs to have class and be a gentleman. But knowing Lisa, she doesn’t really mind about that. And there is nothing wrong with that; the girl has needs too. Your standards are just different.
You arrive at the familiar club ‘Le Farceur’, being one of the hottest clubs in the city right now. You often come here, knowing you’d get the optimal club-experience. You’d be surprised how many clubs aren’t great at all. Some clubs have old gross men on the side who keep on looking at you with there old eyes. Others just have awkward young people who don’t know how to party nor to throw one. ‘Le Farceur’ really knows how to do it having: great DJs; cute barmen; great lights and a beautiful dance floor made out of glass. You love the club and you always feel like you walk into another universe.
‘May I get that coat?’ The doorman asks and you nod, giving him exactly that. Lisa also gives her coat to the other man standing a bit further in the hall. You can already hear the music dancing off of the walls. When you take a turn to Lisa, you already see her flirting with that very guy. You don’t know how she does it with that much ease, you simply can’t. You can already hear Lisa say: ‘What makes you different, makes you special.’ Yeah, say that to the girl who will stay alone forever in her little house with her thousand cats.
‘Ready?’, Lisa asks as she approaches you. You nod and the both of you enter the hall. The club is already full with sweaty dancing people. The smokers are fully on and everything looks blurry as you enter the room. Immediately Lisa grabs your hand and pushes through the crowd, trying to find the bar at the other side of the club. The music is loud as you walk through the people. Some people are singing, some are talking with their friends; some are trying to flirt with others. You like this, it’s as if anyone can finally let loose in this room. There are no worries, just maybe the growing feeling that you might throw up because of the many drinks one has taken. No tests, no pressure from school. Just loud music and beautiful people around you.
‘You want the usual?’ Lisa asks and you nod. You look around as Lisa starts ordering. You can see a few familiar faces in the crowd, being people you know from school. You’re not surprised, this is a well-known club. Everyone at the campus talks about it. About people who have hooked up there, or even split up.
‘Here you go, one tequila shot, a lemon and some salt. Let’s go!’ Lisa yells after putting some salt on your hand. You immediately lick it off of your hand, shot the tequila through your throat and put the lemon in your mouth. You frown out of disgust, but then laugh because of the thrill it gives you. Lisa mirrors you exact, making you laugh even more. The both of you do a few more shots before heading to the dance floor, dancing together before Lisa finds a very handsome young man to dance with.
You can feel yourself getting drunk by the second, loosing up and dancing more freely. You let yourself focus on the music, though you don’t know the song. You don’t really care though.
Suddenly you feel a hand on your shoulder, making you turn around. A tall guy stands in front of you. You giggle as you take a step closer and you can recognize his face. It’s the guy from this morning, he was standing along the sidewalk. I guess he did hear us talk and probably wants a peace. He looks mysterious, having dark glasses and this black suit on. It’s like he’s straight out of Man In Black. You just know he could take you just the way you’ve needed someone to for the last 5 months. A strong tall guy, maybe even a gentleman.
He now firmly holds your arm, almost painfully as he start dragging you through the crowd. You don’t know how to react, but you’re kind off too drunk to know how. You start pulling on your arm, hoping that the guy will just let go. It’s now that you’re beginning to panic, what does this guy want? Why is nobody stopping this guy? People see me right? They see me getting dragged out of the crowd? Or maybe I’ve done something wrong and is it security trying to escort me out. I just can’t remember myself misbehaving.
You arrive at a door in the corner of the club. The guy has been silent the whole time as you were trying to follow his fast pace through the crowd. You want to be sober so you could try to make sense out of this, but you can’t. You’re stuck being this drunk fuck that’s busy trying to keep her balance.
‘Who are you?’ you manage to get out. The man doesn’t answer and just starts dialing some number beside the door. You figured he is taking you in there. But why? This can’t be something bad, right? People didn’t just let a girl dragged through the club only to get raped. Or do things like this happen this easily? Thinking about it, drunk people don’t really keep an eye on others around them. So it’s possible. You begin to pull harder on your arm, even wiggling in hope that he magically let your arm go. The guy grunts, making the grip on your arm tighter. You let out a small yell out of pain, body falling in each other. You try to stay up, but together with your drunk mind you can’t really keep it that way.
You hear a soft beep and the door in front of you opens. The guy drags you through the door and closes it behind you. He didn’t come along with you; you’re just alone there in this room, that’s what you think at least. You don’t dare to look up; you just look down at your hands, which you can’t quite get focused because of the alcohol that flows through your system. You do notice the room is pinkish and the floor from is wood. Your eyes slowly make their way up and you now see a white carpet on the ground. Something like a sofa is on the end and a little coffee table on the side.
‘He hasn’t hurt you, has he?’ You suddenly hear someone say at the end of the room. Your body shocks by hearing this sudden voice. It does sound familiar, like you’ve heard it somewhere before, but not face-to-face. The voice doesn’t give you a good feeling though. You want to look up, but you’re a bit too dizzy to do so. At this point you don’t really know what’s real anyways.
‘You look weak, I didn’t fucking ask for a weak one’, the person says again, talking in a irritating manner. You frown, still looking down. ‘Then why don’t you fuck off’, you reply, not caring for the words you are using. You slowly sit up, finally finding your balance. You scan the room. You notice how the walls are red, the black ceiling and the golden decorations around the room. At the side you see a pole and you realize this must be some sex-room. At the end you see a big sofa with a man sitting on it. He’s sitting with his legs crossed and his head hiding behind a newspaper. You frown as you start to scan the man. He has a colorful appearance, wearing some form of a suit. You can even see the top of his head, showing a green color or maybe blue? You can’t really see that well, not with the blurry vision thanks to the alcohol. You do see some kind of smoke surrounding the man and when you start to smell, you just know it’s a cigarette.
‘So you are feisty’, you hear him say with a smug sound. You scoff, trying to prove you’re not scared, but you fucking are. You don’t know what to do, but you do know this man has power.
Then his newspaper goes down and the painted face looks back at you, a cigarette resting on his lips and showing a cocky expression. Your eyes go wide and your heart starts to race a million times faster than it already was. It’s the fucking maniac. The guy you’ve now seen for months upon months, doing terrible things against the nation. It’s the man who has stolen billons of dollars from rich people and not hesitating to make a few kills for it.
He has a dark grin on his face, as he looks you up and down, standing up from the couch in the uncanny manner. You move your body as far as possibly away from him, that being your natural actions. How the fuck did I get in this situation. You try to move further back, but your head still tolls by the alcohol you’ve been drinking merely moments ago. He walks up to you with a fast pace, making you scared. He knows what he is doing and he loves it. He loves to make people scared.
He crouches down beside you and grabs your hair, pulling it back harshly so you look into his eyes. You can hear a soft thud beside your face, being it the cigarette he puts out on the wall you’re pressed up against. His face is very close to you now, his lips hovering above yours and breath hitting against your skin. The smoke is still coming out of his mouth when he starts speaking.
‘I’ve heard you that you are looking for something naughty, my ‘lady ’, he says with a low and dark voice, now letting himself sit down on your lap. You don’t know how to react to this, but your body does the job as you feel a certain warmth stream through you. You feel yourself now breathe much louder and your body wants something, you can feel it. You know the feeling all too well, maybe even loving the adrenaline flowing through your body that goes with it.
No, stop (y/n). It’s just the alcohol. You can’t feel this way towards this ‘man’.
The Joker smirks down at you upon seeing you struggle underneath him. He yanks your hair back ever so slightly, exposing your delicate neck to him. His eyes meet yours, still as dark as they always are, before he reaches down and gently kissing the exposed skin, surprising you with the gently touches. It’s not something you’d expect from such a masterminded criminal like him, the Joker. Your body shakes as you let yourself embrace the tinkling feeling on your skin, which are vastly changing into sloppy kisses and making you moan ever so quietly. Why is he so damn good at this?
‘Let’s see what you’ve got, baby’, he whispers into your ear after parting his lips with your neck, he even had inspected the red skin it had turned to. Suddenly he yanks on your hair as he stands up himself, forcing you to get off the ground. You let out a small whine as you try to follow his forcing moves. He pushes you towards the couch, not so gentle anymore, and bends you over right on that spot. You inhale sharply upon this action, but you don’t fight it for some reason. Your brains are telling you to scream and kick your way out of it, but the alcohol is letting that voice fade into the background together with the pounding noises from outside the wall, where people are still dancing and shouting along the music. The only thing you can focus on now is his groin pressed up against your ass, feeling so thick and long, and the way it makes your body ache for more.
‘You know what ‘Le Farceur’ stands for baby?’ His hands are finding its way around your butt, tracing soothing circles and making it hard for your knees to stay up. Then, with no warner whatsoever, he pulls his hand up and lets it down with great force against your ass. You let out a small high-pitched moan, making yourself again amazed at the way this man can make you weak like this. You can hear him laugh behind you, cocky that he could make you feel this hot by only slapping you. ‘It stands for ‘the Joker’’, He says, both hands groping you harshly, your body pleading you for more. You lean into him as he does so and you can’t do anything but to plead out your pleasure.
‘F-Fuck daddy.’
You feel another slap on your butt, but this time a bit stronger and with more passion than before. You hiss this time, not feeling any pleasure by that, rather pain. But not the kind of pain you want to run away from. Your arms almost give in by the force of the slap. He grabs your hair again and pulls you up straight against his body, his hard cock pressed up against your butt with more force. You can already taste it on your mouth.
‘who?’ He asks as he moves his hips forcefully against your ass, making your back to arch into him. You love this, you love the way he makes you dripping wet, the way his cock forces its way against your ass and making you hope you didn’t have any panties on.
‘J-Joker’, you reply, almost moaning, as he remains to move against your ass from behind you. You can practically feel the way he smirks behind you, eyes printed on you as he does so. He lets go of your hair slowly, his fingers wondering down. He touches every single feature of yours, beginning from your neck, down to your arms and gently groping you and making you rill all over. His hands grab the soft fabric of your dress and pull the strings over your shoulder. The newly exposed skin are immediately marked with his wet kisses, making you arch into him. You want to be closer to him. He doesn’t react to it, he just continues his way down, letting the dress slowly slide off your body. You feel nervous as he does his action, too much anticipated and wanting him to fuck you already. You even let out a soft whine, hoping he would punish you or anything, but he doesn’t. A mastermind indeed.
When your dress finally hits the ground, only wearing your panties now, you can feel his hands caressing your breasts. You can hear him grunt when he start pinching your nipples, pleasure getting ahead of him as he does so. You hum when he gropes your breasts with more force, pulling you closer against his body and you feel his dick again close against you. He is such a tease, being so slow with you, not fucking you immediately.
‘Patience my baby girl’, He whispers into your ear as he lets go of you. You let out a small noise, feeling so naked and untouched when you don’t feel him against you anymore. You want to turn around, but you can hear a disapproving sound when you almost did. ‘No can do, baby doll. Patience I said’, he instructed and you obeyed. How hot he might be and how much you want him inside of you, he still is one of the biggest criminals. He is still dangerous and you wouldn’t want to get actually hurt by this little game he is playing with you.
You can hear something hitting the ground, some kind of fabric maybe. You don’t really know where he is in the room since the noise from outside is still pounding through the walls, music and talking people getting right through. It makes you even more wet upon knowing he’s about to fuck you so hard while people are right there outside. Oh, you want him to. So badly.
‘Lay down’, you suddenly hear from behind you. You say as you are told, lying down on the sofa in front of you. First you sit down, making eye contact with the man in the room and you are not upset with what you are met with. He is standing in front of you, fully naked. His body is painted with thick caramel-colored muscles, shining under the dim-pink lights around you. His legs look strong and his chest looks so inviting, something you want to have a taste of. His cock is standing strong and proudly, looking so good and delicious. You just know he’s going to fill you up the way you want him to and with that dazzling expression, he is promising he will just do that.
‘You like what you see, don’t you baby?’, He declares as he sees your longing eyes, finally laid down on the sofa. You swallow back your words, knowing you can’t get too excited. You’ve learned your lesson now; you won’t let him tease you that long again. You need him right now and toying with you is definitely not the way to go.
Your eyes are widened when he decides to slowly walk up to you, making your body ache of desire. His muscles move strongly, but still so delicate. You hate the fact that you can’t see his face, though you still find the façade kind of exciting. His eyes still look dark when he finally reaches you, like he is fucking you with them, but not touching you yet. You squirm on your place, trying to calm yourself down and to net get too excited.
In one swift move he had placed himself above your waist, his dick throbbing as you can basically taste him. He is so close, you just have to lean forward and you can just-
‘No no, sweetheart. I’ll guide you’, he says as he pushes you back on your place, making you whine once again. You knew you shouldn’t have whined that much, because suddenly his eyes looked angry, making you shiver. He grabs your hair once again and yanks it back. There flew a shot of pain through your neck, since he has bend your neck over the handrail. You let out a small yell upon feeling that, but before you could say anything was his face already close you yours.
‘Whine fucking once again and I will snap that neck.’ His threat got through to you and you just nod, eyes wide open, as you feel terrified. He sits back on your waist as he suddenly puts a cigarette in his mouth, lightening it with a small lighter. You look at him with awe as he pulls his hair back and taking a deep inhale of his cigarette. Though he had just threatened you, you still think he is so beautiful, in some ways.
‘Now, darling. Open wide’, He says as he suddenly closes the gab between you and his cock, his body now placed above you. You open your mouth as far as you could, your hands finding its way to his cock and placing it right in your mouth. You can hair him grunt as you lick his dick wet, making it ready for you to suck on. You begin slowly, making your mouth hallow as you let him enter your mouth. You can taste the saltiness of his skin, but still the way it’s so delicious. His hips slowly begin to rock with your movements, making a pace onto your mouth. You can now smell the smoke again and when you look up, you see him exhaling all that smoke out of his lungs.
How can one be so damn hot when smoking?
You begin to suck, making slurping sounds with your mouth as you do so. It’s now that he grabs your hair and starts to moan a little upon feeling your mouth surrounding his cock. You make sure your hands are making rotating movements around his dick while sucking him dry. He feels the urge to go faster, so he starts pulling your head and you let him guide you. His pace is fast and it’s not easy to keep on sucking, so you instead make your mouth hallow again and let him go as deep as he wants. He loved that move and immediately makes use of it.
‘Yes baby, let me fuck that mouth hmm’, he grunts as he rocks his dick as far as he could into your throat. You make gagging sounds and you have to gasp for air, but somehow that makes him hornier and he only goes faster by it. You don’t really care about it, you want him to abuse your mouth like this.
‘Fuck I need that pussy.’ He thrusts his dick as far as he could into your mouth for the last time, staying there for a few seconds, making your gasp as you almost past out for air before releasing you. You lay back as you have to come to your senses for a few seconds and look back up, seeing his cocky face with his dark eyes. He again blows out some smoke as he had just taken an inhale from that cigarette. It makes you frown in the haste of the moment, thinking of how bad smoking is. But it occurred to you that he isn’t a healthy man and that a cigarette is probably the least of his problems.
He puts the cigarette down on the edge of the coffee table beside the sofa. You look at him, anticipating on his next actions.
He grabs your hips and lays you on your belly in one swift move. He then pulls your hips up, leveling with his cock. He starts dragging his cock against your damp panties, which you sadly are still wearing. Your body leans into the touch and you start to wiggle your ass, hoping he would feel more tempted to fuck you. Instead he lets his hand fall down on your butt with a great force, making you exhale sharply and feeling the way your skin burns under his touch. If anything, that made you want him even more. You could never find a better sex partner than him.
‘P-Please’, you breathe out, arching yourself into him again. He presses his dick further up against you, rubbing up and down. ‘Please what, my princess’, he asks and you immediately reply. ‘Please… Joker’
He suddenly pulls your panties to the side and you are met with something other than his dick. You can feel his tongue gliding between your folds, licking up and down. Your body sinks down and your ass perks up, wanting him to hit certain spots. He finds your clit with ease and his hand begins to toy with the little nub, making circular motions. You moan into the sofa as he finally gives you the relieve you’ve been searching. He even ads another finger into the mix, inserting it into your hole. His fingers a tall and thick as it moves through your insides, hitting al the right spots when hit curls inside of you. Nobody has ever known to pleasure you like this, not even once.
Through all of this he hasn’t stopped to taste you and even groan when he does so. He seems to enjoy you so much; he has never felt such passion with anyone before. Nobody ever really wants to fuck him, he is the Joker nonetheless. They are always afraid of him; so he often has to force them, really, and after that probably kill these women. But you, you have the same kind of crazy mind like he has. The way you want to stay good, but for him you’d do everything. His little slut. And no way he will throw that away. He will keep you, his own little whore to enjoy.
Your body begins to shake as he keeps on pleasuring you and you feel great heath rising in you. You can’t help yourself but to reach behind you and grab his hair, you need to hold something. In return, he grabs that hand and forces it down beside you and pushing your ass way further back so he can insert his tongue into you. Out of pleasure, you begin to moan loudly, calling his name multiple times. He keeps on thrusting into you and rubbing your clit when you finally come, the heath finally bursting out of you and leaving you breathless on that sofa.
You can feel his eyes on your back, probably smirking for the thousandth time as he sees you laying there, body still weak as you’ve just cum. That rest didn’t take long as he turns you back on your back and pulling your legs upwards, hooking them on his shoulders. You look up into his eyes, still breathing loudly as you do so. He looks back in yours, an uncanny grin on his face as his cigarette is back in his mouth. He blows some smoke out into your face, making you cough slightly. His grin turns into a small laugh upon seeing you like this, taking another inhale before taking out the cigarette and connecting your lips.
You inhale the smoke into your lungs as he kisses you with all the passion he has to offer. Your tongues immediately connect an you again can feel his cock pushing up against your entrance, making your inhale against his lips. He explores your mouth with his tongue as he slowly rocks his hips up and down, feeling your wetness against him. He grunts and his breath begins to make a pace. He makes one swift move, putting his cigarette back down before saying: ‘You really are one special slut, aren’t you my love?’
With that he suddenly thrusts his cock inside of you, breaking your lips apart as you inhale sharply. The pain shoots through your body, not being used to his size and also not having had sex for a couple of months. You grab his arms out of discomfort, nails digging into his flesh and making him his too. He stops moving by that as he looks at you, expression filled with passion, though you can’t see it since your eyes are tightly closed in pain.
‘Easy baby doll, relax’, he says, leaning down to your ear. He slowly starts kissing you on that spot, trying to make you focus on his lips and not on the pain that shoots through you. Like magic, you can only focus on his kisses and you start to hum in enjoyment. You thought he wouldn’t stop for you to adjust, but he does. That isn’t something the ‘Joker’ would do, is what you thought. Maybe he is just a big softy from the inside?
As his kisses become rougher, his hips slowly start to move, at first a bit rough, but slowly better and better. You begin to moan against his shoulders as his pace goes faster with the second, eyes frowning by the pleasure it is bringing you. Your arms find their way around his neck as you try to get him closer to you, smelling his scent and savoring it in your memories. God, you hope you can remember this tomorrow.
His pace has gone up again and is now pounding into you, skin making loud noises against each other in the room. Your moans are just as loudly heard, slipping through your lips when you are not kissing his neck. You love the way his body is so close to you, how he feels so good and big inside of you. He fills you up better than you’d thought he would. Everything is better than you’d thought, he is the perfect man. He knows just the right ways to please you, like how he angles his hips to hit that special spot inside you. Damn Joker, you look like a criminal but fuck like a goddamn god.
‘Fuck, you are so tight and so good. So well behaved, my little doll’, he mutters under his breath as he grabs your throat, putting a soft pressure on it. You feel the way your air ways are getting blocked until you can barely breath and you can’t help yourself but to moan. You want him to own you like this, to make you his slut. ‘Such a fucking freak.’ His eyes are so dark as he leans down to kiss you again, hand still on your throat and hips slamming into yours. You don’t know what to do with yourself as the pleasure rushes through you, heath again growing inside of you.
It’s then that he pulls out of you, making you pout as he does so. He smirks down at you before he grabs your legs and unhooking them from his shoulders. He sits down on the couch, legs spread widely as he grabs his still-lightened cigarette from the little coffee table. He takes another inhale before exhaling again, letting the smoke wander into the room. You look at him in awe as you sit right up, admiring his looks again. His silhouette looks so beautiful from this angle and the smoke seems to almost dance around him.
‘Take a seat, darling.’ He really loves naming you things and it always seems to work on you, since you get wetter every time. You do as he tells you and sit on his lap. He looks up at you, silent as he observes every single detail of your face, taking a few smokes a he does so. He then leans in to slowly lick your breast, making circular movements around your nipple. You hum in pleasure as you push your panties to the side and lining his dick up with your entrance. You slowly sink down on it until you can’t get any fuller. He grunts against your breasts, loving the feeling of you around him.
You move your hips up and down, slowly building up. He keeps on looking at you as he takes his inhales from his cigarettes, making you feel enchanted by his state of being. He does it just so well.
He puts his cigarette down again and starts to move with your hips, making a faster pace. You now are breathing loudly again as your body works hard to keep the pace that he wants and you can’t help but moan loudly because of it. He grabs your hips as he bounces you up and down his dick, making wet noises with your pussy rushing against his skin. He seems to love the noise as he keeps on trying to go harder into you. You pull your head back as you get lost in the pleasure he is giving you, body slightly beginning to tremble as the heath slowly grows into you. It only takes a few hard strokes for you to cum even harder than the last time. Your pussy clenches by the feeling and your body twitches, as you can’t help but to fall into his arms. He holds you, but doesn’t lose his pace as he also finds his own high. He makes a few hard thrusts as he suddenly comes into you, dick buried deep inside of you as he does so.
You both breathe loudly as you lay on top of him. He holds you tightly against his body when he still makes the last few strokes inside of you. He wants to burry that cum very deep inside of you, you’re his and that’s where his cum should be too.
‘Crazy girl’, he breathes out into your neck and you can’t help but to chuckle at that. You’ve just fucked the Joker, the person you basically hated. But you couldn’t get enough of him, though he might be a criminal. This must be some Stockholm syndrome or something.
‘You’re now mine, baby girl.’
Your eyes widen for a second, but then you realize that you probably don’t have a choice. He’s one of the bad guys and is probably the best one there is. You don’t have any input in this. That’s what you tell yourself at least. What’s really going on is, he fucks well and he feels good with you. You know it’s not good for wanting him, but it’s the plain truth and you actually don’t give a shit about it anymore.
‘You will live with me, you don’t have to do anything but to fuck with me like a good girl’, he says before leaving small kisses on your neck. You hum by the feeling, again tingling your neck. ‘I don’t care, as long as I stay with you’, you answer and he huffs. ‘You really are my crazy doll, aren’t you?’
He hooks your legs around his waist, dick still buried inside of you and standing up. You cling close to him, as he seems to walk to a wall, pinning you up against it and pounding a few times into you, making you moan by the similar sensation. Then he continues his walk towards some door and opens it without hesitation, you still clinging onto him. A man is standing there, the same man who had brought you into this room. You widen your eyes and you try to hide yourself, but instead you only hear the Joker chuckle.
‘We’ll be staying here for a couple of hours, get it done’, he says to the man before closing the door again. He lets you slowly slide down, his dick now out of you as he pins you to the door, which has been closed. He looks deep into your eyes with a small smile, looking like a different person.
themes and warnings: pornography, masturbation, use of sex toys, alcohol mentions, oral sex, penetrative sex, recording/sex tape, sexual verbiage (a lot of dirty talk basically), spit play-ish?, a little spanking and choking but nothing serious
Summary: Bucky and Y/N are shopping when you find yourself unable to keep your hands off of Bucky.
Warnings: 18+; smut; public sex;
You and Bucky had been walking up and down rows upon rows of immaculately made beds for what felt like hours. Bucky would never admit it to anyone else, but you knew he was particular about where he laid his head at night, and though you were thankful he wasn’t picking any old mattress, or a frame that wouldn’t match the bedroom you just recently redesigned, you were exhausted and wanted nothing more than to soak in a hot bath and break in the new bed. You let out a third sigh in as many minutes and smirked when you saw the vein in Bucky’s neck appear.
“Doll,” Bucky breathed out sharply, making you stop in your tracks as he lightly stroked the bed nearest him with his finger tips, testing the soft duvet cover.
“You know how I feel about sighing when you want something. Use your words.”
You rolled your eyes at the back of his head, and heard him chuckle lightly.
“I saw that,” He said, a hint of teasing in his voice.
You puffed air out of your mouth, and flopped down on your butt on the mattress next to his hand, crossing your legs at the ankles. Bucky was busy checking out the price of the bed set, clearly ignoring you, because price was never of interest to him before, so you decided to up your game and grabbed harshly at his belt around his waist, earning you the man’s bright blue stare. You were mesmerized by his eyes for a second, so you hadn’t noticed him slowly release your hand from his waist, kissing the tip of your nose quickly in a placating gesture, and turning to walk through the maze of beds again.
Frustrated, you hopped up off the bed, and rushed at Bucky, using one hand to slip up his dark sweater, and raking your nails across his back like his liked, using your other hand to palm him unabashedly through his jeans, pleased to feel he was already hard for you. You heard the deep growl reverberate through Bucky’s body and the sound made heat rush to your core instantly.
Bucky gripped your hand at his crotch, cold metal jolting you for a second, and he spun around, holding you tight by the wrists, meeting your eyes with lust filled ones of his own. His chest was heaving up as he stared you down, and you feared for a second that he was angry with you, when a small smirk spread across his lips.
“Is this what you call ‘using your words,’ baby?” Bucky teased, speaking barely above a whisper.
His voice had you biting back a moan, a cold finger reaching up to thumb your bottom lip lightly out of your mouth, Bucky’s warm lips replacing his finger. You nibbled lightly at his lips, earning a groan of your own out of his mouth, and you smirked, attempting to deepen the kiss when he pulled back abruptly, a whine leaving your mouth.
“You really are enjoying this aren’t you?” Bucky murmured, playing with a strand of your hair that had fallen from your loose bun, fingers grazing your bar shoulders over the straps of your dress. You nodded slowly in response, loving the small smile that rose to Bucky’s lips at your response. Bucky was many things, but “soft” was never a word anyone but you would be able to call him.
Just as quickly as the smile graced his lips, it was gone, and he was leaning forward pressing his lips to yours in a searing kiss, pushing you lightly backward onto the bed you had hopped off of moments earlier.
Bucky wasted no time hiking up your dress, and moving your wet panties aside, slipping a finger inside of you.
“Such a naughty girl,” Bucky purred, using his thumb to rub harshly at your clit, your body bucking up into his hand.
He fitted his lips tight to yours, swallowing your moans, and continued to finger you, your walls fluttering as he hit your g-spot effortlessly. You couldn’t help yourself and let out a moan gasping his name, feeling his lips press to the side of your mouth.
“Shhh, baby, you have to be quiet for me. We wouldn’t want to get caught would we?” You nodded, blinded by your own pleasure, but the tone of Bucky’s voice almost made it seem like he wanted to get caught, as he continued to stroke you expertly from the inside. You could feel your orgasm building when he abruptly removed his fingers, earning a moan that turned quickly into a whine, and Bucky chuckled at your response.
“Patience is a virtue, любовь моя (my love).” You were about to lift yourself onto your elbows and give Bucky a piece of your mind, when you heard the clink of his belt buckle, and felt the head of his cock teasing your entrance.
You gasped loudly as he pressed into you slowly, dragging you by the hips down the bed, and seating himself all the way into you, letting out a long, loud, groan of his own, your head fall back and exposing your neck to him. He placed a hand around your neck, his thumb grazing back and forth across your chin lovingly. Before you could react further, Bucky set a vicious pace, snapping his hips as he lost himself in you. He was no longer worried about the sounds leaving your mouth, as he grunted loudly, chasing his own pleasure. You could feel he was close as his rhythm began to falter, when an exasperated voice rang out behind you.
“What are you doing? Are you insan—”
The voice cut off instantly with recognition, as Bucky let out a frustrated growl at being interrupted, his eyes narrowing.
“Mr. Barnes. I deeply apologize,” the voice continued, clearly the manager of whatever furniture store we were in. It was impossible to go anywhere without Bucky being recognized.
You slumped back against the black duvet cover in frustration, and Bucky gave you a small kiss on the lips, grimacing as an apology, before pulling out gently with a hiss, and slipping your dress back down your legs.
He pulled up his boxer briefs that were pooled at his ankles, and slipped his legs into his jeans, not bothering to button them or clasp his belt, pocketing your discarded panties, and turning toward the manager, as if no wrong-doing had occurred.
You sat up slowly and smoothed down your hair, watching as Bucky sauntered over to the manager, taking out his wallet as he walked.
“Jones,” He said with a nod in the man’s direction, “We’ll take that one.” Bucky shuffled out a wad of bills and shoved them into the man’s outstretched hand, reaching behind him to take your hand.
“Have it delivered in an hour, okay?” Bucky fired over his shoulder as we walked out of the maze of beds and out into the parking lot toward the black BMW near the door, Bucky pulling you along behind him.
“I have a feeling we’ll want to finish what we started back home.” He stated, almost to himself, as he ushered you quickly into the car, a smirk growing on his face.
Norah drew a deep breath and put on her most anxiety ridden face. I have anxiety every day of my life. I’ve been practicing for this role since birth, she thought amusedly. Norah could feel the eyes of everyone in the room boring into her. She kept her eyes on the floor but made sure to add in a quivering lip for effect. She couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride sharing a secret with Hans. The others would never need to know how kind he was. Norah made her way back to her corner, her chest burning with embarrassment as everyone was still staring her way. She had never received so much attention in her life! Without her drawing pad, she felt lost. Norah sat down in the corner, her head resting in the crook of two walls. Making sure she maintained a terrified facial expression- per Hans orders- she closed her eyes. Only a few minutes later, she felt a presence in front of her. Her heart leaped and immediately plummeted as she saw that the person in front of her was James. His concerned eyes were magnified by his wire rimmed glasses.
“Norah, what happened? Are you alright?” He pushed his unkempt red hair out of his unusually sweaty forehead. He clearly cared about her wellbeing, and up until this day, Norah would have basked in his concern. But now…her thoughts gravitated to only one man. And he certainly didn’t wear his pants to his navel. Norah willed herself to shed a tear and vowed to put on a performance that Hans was worthy of.
“I’m f-f-fine,” she stuttered. “He’s such a terrible man. He…he thought I was writing an S.O.S letter…you know how I like to write. It was s-s-some of my best writing and he…he ripped it up!” With this statement, she allowed herself a fake sob and buried her face in her arms.
“Oh, Norah, I am so sorry! That’s awful. If I had a gun, I’d…I’d kill him myself!” Norah didn’t know whether she wanted to laugh or scream. On one hand, she was immediately furious at the thought of anyone insulting Hans…on the other hand, the idea of James shooting anyone was comical. Norah let out an involuntary laugh that she quickly disguised as a sob.
“Thank you, James. But I’m okay…I really am. Thank you for caring, but he didn’t shoot me. I’m fine. If you don’t mind I think I’d rather…be alone right now.” Yeah, alone…with Hans, she thought mischievously to herself. Who on earth AM I right now?
James nodded and leaned in as if he was thinking about giving her a hug- then turned away sharply, clearly losing his nerve. He walked back to his original seat and Norah leaned back and closed her eyes again. She felt bad, in a way…she really did. James was a kind, caring man, but Norah felt as thought she had lived her life vegetarian and had just been introduced to a thick, juicy steak…no matter how hard she tried, nothing could compare to Hans and no one ever could.
Her thoughts drifted to her time in his office. She loved his sharply tailored suit which accentuated his physique. He wasn’t a buff man…she imagined that there were no six pack abs or bulging pectorals, but she adored his lanky- but sturdy- frame. Slowly, in her brain, she began to remove his coat and loosen his tie. He removed the crimson tie and began to run his hands up and down her sides, enjoying every curve. She slowly began to unbutton his crisp dress shirt. He had only a slight thatch of hair on his chest and as she removed the shirt, she saw a little happy trail leading right down to the button on his pants. Norah’s fingers undid the top button and Hans helped her as they removed his trousers…
BOOM! Norah’s eyes shot open. Just as I was getting to the good part, she lamented. She heard scattered whispers saying “Ellis! It was Ellis! He shot Ellis!”
Norah’s heart sank, but not for Ellis. He had spent more time talking about himself and snorting cocaine than he ever had on his work. He also was known to speak inappropriately to women in the copy room…but never to Norah of course, as she was seemingly invisible. This was one time she certainly didn’t mind.
No, her heart sank knowing that the man she loved- no, was infatuated with- she reminded herself, had killed yet another person. She simply didn’t understand how someone who had been so kind to her could act this way. Sure, there had been multiple meetings where Norah had thought to herself, “Will someone just shoot this guy so he will shut up?” but never in a million years had she dreamed someone would actually do it. Norah looked around at the others in the room, doing her best to flood her eyes with panic. She was anxious to get back to her daydream about Hans, but surely closing her eyes in a situation like this would look suspicious. Norah got up and approached a kind looking Japanese man whose name she did not know.
“What happened?” she asked timidly, knowing full well what had happened. The man shook his head and looked grimly at her.
“The man shot Ellis. I always hated the man, but it is only a matter of time before it is another one of us. You were in there…I wonder why you were spared?” Norah panicked. Of course people would start to wonder. She racked her brain for an answer.
“I think it’s because I am a woman. Holly Gennero went in earlier and she was spared, too. He’s probably a sick, dirty man or something.” She bit her lip, hoping her lie would make sense. The man nodded without questioning her statement.
“I heard that Holly asked him to provide us with water and bathroom breaks…but so far, he has done nothing but get her a couch.” He jerked his head in the direction of a very pregnant woman.
“And see, she was spared, too…” Norah interjected.
“This guy must be a sick bastard,” the man said. Norah fought the urge to deck him. She walked back to her corner and slid down the walls until she was seated again. The situation had died down, so surely she could daydream in peace now.
Hans looked at her and moved his naturally puckered lips to hers, enveloping her in a hot, passionate kiss. She melted into his body and kissed back earnestly. He swirled his tongue on her mouth and she let a moan escape from her lips. He took both hands and snaked them up the back of her blouse He undid her bra clasps quickly and it dropped to the floor. His hands explored her taut breasts, the nipples already protruding and ready for him. He massaged the nipples gently at first, before pinching them between his index finger and thumb. “Oh, Norah”, he began to growl. “Norah, Norah Norah….”
“Norah….Norah….”
It took her a moment to realize that she was in fact hearing Hans say her name in reality. Realizing that her underwear was already soaked, she blushed a shade of scarlet and looked around for the source of the voice. There was no one in front of her. Could it have just been in her head.
“Norah!” whispered the voice again. No, it had been real…
She turned to her left to see what she thought was a closet door opened just slightly. She scooted over a little. “Yes?” she asked discreetly.
“I hope you weren’t alarmed by Ellis. It had to be done. I was just wondering…you look uncomfortable in the corner. Would you like a pillow?”
WOULD SHE LIKE A PILLOW? These words came from a man who had already murdered two people…if not more in an evening. Yet he was concerned that she looked uncomfortable and was offering her a pillow?
“Wh…what?” she asked, surely misunderstanding his words. He sighed, but repeated himself.
“I’ve been watching…and you keep shifting uncomfortably. I know that corner can’t be cozy. I was wondering if you’d like a pillow and a glass of water.” Norah looked around. As usual, everyone seemed focused on themselves and no one was looking her direction. She got up slowly, making sure to keep her eyes on the crowd. When all was clear, she snuck into the door. It turned out to not be a closet at all…it was a conference room connected to his office…or Holly Gennero’s office, rather. He was holding two fluffy pillows (a funny sight) and a chilled glass of water. She looked him in the eyes, trying to read his expression. Finding herself unable to decipher his feelings, she downed the full glass of water in a single gulp. There was no telling how long they had been sitting in the lobby and she was thirsty yet again. She wondered how the others who hadn’t had water and soda were surviving. He thrust the pillows in her arms.
“Thank you, Mr. Gruber…” he looked at her with a fake sternness and raised an eyebrow. “Okay, thank you Hans…” He smiled. “But as much as I would like to take the pillows and as uncomfortable as I am…wouldn’t this look suspicious? He knitted his brow and pondered. Looking back into her eyes- his glare was always so intense!- he nodded. With a defeated sigh, he responded, “Yes, you’re probably right. I just hate seeing you uncomfortable. I will try to develop another plan. Have you been acting like I asked you to?” Norah nodded earnestly.
“Yes! It’s been a bit…thrilling, to be honest.” Hans was clearly pleased at these words. He took both hands and caressed her upper arms gently. Looking at her seductively, he smirked.
“I knew you could be my little actress. I saw you resting in the corner and a smile flitted across your face I sure hope you weren’t thinking about me. That would be awfully naughty…” he teased with a wink. Norah’s stomach churned- but in the best way.
She smiled and did her best to return the seductive smile. She took a chance that the shy girl inside of her never had.
“I could tell you that I wasn’t,” she began. “But that would be a lie.”
Okay, this chapter was so cute!!!! Norah is such a good actress! Good on her to isolate herself in the corner to make it look like she was scared.
I know it must be hard for her to know that Hans kills people, but maybe she can get him to stop?
I mean, she really seems to bring out the good in him.
MY GOD THE SQUEEING NOISE I MADE WHEN HE OFFERED HER THE PILLOW AND WATER…. MY FIANCE LOOKED AT ME LIKE I HAD A 3RD EYE.
OHHH MYYY GODDDDD I can’t wait to see Hans’ reaction to her brave remark!
A/N - Hey guys! here’s a teaser of something I’ve been working on not sure if i should continue with this, It hasn’t got any smut yet but will do if i continue on it. Please please please leave me a comment and let me know what you think! Apologies for any mistakes i haven’t edited this or read it over!
Love Jen :)
He was the most incredible looking man you had ever seen, Walking through the gates with that possum in his hand, He was definitely a little disheveled, Looked like he was in serious need of a shower but gorgeous nonetheless. Your mouth going dry the moment you saw him, Feeling the now unfamiliar fluttering in your stomach as he walked by you, Not sparing a second glance in your direction.
His eyes alert and suspiciously taking in his surroundings, You watched as he handed his crossbow over, Fingers twitching as it was moved further away from him. Aaron leading them to Deana’s house. Where they will no doubt be being interviewed on camera, Just like all the newcomers were. Just like you had been three months before, Looking over the others in the group seeing their wary eyes the exhaustion showing through the cracks in their demeanor.
Letting out the breath you weren’t aware you had been holding you watched them disappear around the corner. As you were turning to go back into the house you were stopped by Olivia. Rushing from the direction the strangers had gone, a huge basket full of linens in her arms.
“Hey Y/N Are you busy? Any chance you can give me a hand? Deana has asked me to set up the two houses down the street for the new guys” Looking at you with those hopeful puppy dog eyes, She knew there was no way you could say no to her.
“Fineeee, But Jessie’s helping too!” You groaned turning back towards her and down the front steps.
“Thank you Y/N! Jessie’s already there loading some supplies into the cupboards” Her pace was getting faster now, Half running to keep up with her frantic walk you let her continue.
“Could you please start on the beds, That would be a HUGE help. Here take this” Offloading the basket to you she turned back towards the garage that held all of the town’s supplies.
“I’m going to grab some more linen, I’ll be back in a few!”
Groaning again at the weight of the basket you walked up the steps of the house Olivia had specified. Spotting Jessie in the kitchen immediately.
She laughed at your sour expression “She roped you into this too?” You nodded in reply carrying the basket up the stairs and starting in the first room you came too.
Picking up the first bundle of sheets, Finding a little note attached ‘Single’ Pushing them to one side you picked up the next ‘Double’ Taking the note off and putting it back in the basket you made your way to the bed. Pulling the sheets on and making the bed easily you continued into the other three bedrooms upstairs, Finding one set of double sheets remaining.
Walking down the stairs you passed Jessie again in the Kitchen, Stopping for a moment you took a glass of water from her mumbling your thanks, “Just the basement left! Has she come back yet?”
“Mhmm She left that for you” pointing to a basket of towels. “And she said she’s left the next bunch of sheets and towels in the next house ready”
“And what pray tell is olivia doing while she’s got me sweating like a Whore in Church”
Jessie choked a little on her water trying to suppress her giggle at your words. “Beats me! Tried to ask her, She ran off looking very important” She giggled again.
“Best get on before she finds more jobs for me!” Jessie agreed to grab the towels and put them into each bathroom, Snagging two from her you took it down to the basement with you.
This place was lucky really, There had been a hotel nearby that was just about to open as all hell broke loose that had stacks of linens, Plates and silverware. Enough to fully stock this place for a long time.
It seemed silly to you at first for this to be a huge concern but the longer you stayed here and the more you got used to the little comforting things like the Clean bedding and actual utensils the more important it had started to feel. It made you feel normal, Civilised. Like the world hadn’t just thrown a tantrum. Sure it never lasted very long but the comfort you got from these little things was priceless.
Once you had finished the bed down stairs you and Jessie made your way over to the second house repeating the jobs, Smiling as you left. Hopefully the comfort the little things had on you would also reassure and comfort the new guys. If only just a little. Being out there for so long yourself you knew how hard it would be for them to adapt.
When Aaron had first brought you through the gates you thought you must have died. Everything was so….Normal, The houses all pristine. All happy smiling faces welcoming you to the neighbourhood. It had taken you a week to speak, Sometimes you still weren’t sure if it was real at all, Maybe this is where your consciousness goes when you were walking around as one of those dead but not dead freaks.
Walking back home you spotted Olivia, Saluting her “All done El capitan!” She laughed as you walked by purposely not slowing in case she thought of another job for you.
Sinking back into your couch and grabbing the book you had discarded earlier when the commotion at the gate started, You had been out hunting the day before, Which meant today you could take the next few days easy.
Reading the Hobbit for the millionth time, You easily slipped back into that familiar world, Only stopping when it got too dark to see the words on the page. The next day was much the same head straight back into your book escaping the real world as long as you could. Not realising how long you had been sat there, The sun was low on the horizon when you were pulled from your favourite book.
Opening the door you were greeted by a smiling Aaron. “Hey Y/N I can’t stay gotta get back to Eric, Deana is throwing a welcome party for the new guys, Since you’re our newest person besides them, She is pretty insistent you attend!”
Rolling your eyes “Insistent hm? I think I’ll give it a miss..But thanks for the invite!” Trying to shut the door hoping this conversation was over when the door was stopped on his foot.
“C’mon Y/N a little more socialising won’t kill you! You’ve managed to come out of your shell to me Jessie and now Olivia! A few more wouldn’t hurt right?”
The puppy dog eyes. How did every fucker in here know that was your weak spot.
“Ughhhhh Finee! Only if you’re going to be there?” He nodded happily turning and stopping on the steps “See you at 8 wear something pretty” He winked, Taking off before you could change your mind.
Pretty? You weren’t even sure you owned anything that could be classed as pretty. Storming upstairs like a toddler having a tantrum you stripped quickly showering the sweat from yourself before stepping out wrapping the fluffy towel around you.
Walking over to your closet you pulled at the pile of dresses you had haphazardly thrown to the bottom of the closet when you had moved in, Never thinking in this new world there would be a place for pretty dresses.
Separating the sizes you pulled the few that would fit you to one side throwing the rest back in a heap again. Holding them up to your chest you decided on a black figure hugging one with a slit up one side. You guessed this would be kind of functional too. The slit certainly gave you enough room to move if you needed to. Picking up a pair of almost matching wedges you threw them both on the bed. Turning your attention to your hair as you tried to tame it.
It was a shame this new world didn’t include bloody straighteners. Groaning at yourself you couldn’t believe that had just crossed your mind. There were more important things to worry about besides your hair!
Running the brush through it once more, It would do. Your mother certainly would be happy. She loved your naturally wavy curls. You felt the twang in your heart as you remembered her, She had lasted 6 months after the fall before one wrong step sent her into the arms of a walker taking her from you. Rubbing your eyes gently. No you wouldn’t cry, If she was here now she’d be giving you an earful about it, Demanding you enjoy your night and your freedom.
Looking over at the tiny clock on the side 8:15 shit you were late. Pulling the dress over your head and heels on your feet you spared your reflection one last look smoothing the dress down on your stomach nervously. You can do this. It’s only people right?
Slowly descending the stairs and making your way out the door, Your feet dragging as you headed closer to the party. Stopping outside the door, Hearing the laughter from the other side.
Before you knew what you were doing you were spinning back around back up the street when a light fell over you.
“Sneaking away before they can see you huh Y/N?” Giving him a guilty look.
“I tried… Tried and failed. Oh well maybe next time!” You chuckled.
“Oh hey, Daryl right?” Turning and following Aaron’s gase you spotted him again. So the possum guy’s name was Daryl.
Giving him a small smile “I guess those kinda things aren’t for you either?”
Not quite looking at you he gave a non committal grunt.
Deciding to take Aaron’s earlier advice, Taking a deep breath.
“You eaten? I’m making spaghetti if you’re hungry?” He shrugged again.
“C’mon, She makes some pretty serious spaghetti” Aaron teased, raising his eyebrow at you.
“Guess I could eat” He mumbled, still looking more at his feet than you. Aaron gave you a wink as he went back inside giving you both a wave before shutting the door.
“C’mon it’s this way. Just down from your house. I guess you could say we’re neighbours” He fell into step with you still staying quiet the entire way. As you opened the front door you looked backwards seeing Daryl looking between your open door and his own house.
“Come in, Food won’t be long!” Holding the door open Daryl finally made his decision, his feet carrying him swiftly up the stairs and inside. Flicking the lights on as you followed him.
“Kitchen’s that way, I’ll get you a drink. Whiskey ok?” He finally looked at you.
“You guys have Whiskey?” A shocked expression crossing his face. “Yeah i found it out there still unopened a while back, I was saving it for a special occasion, But shh don’t tell olivia or she’ll add it to that list of hers!” He gave you a small smile as you poured a glass for each of you passing it to him.
“Make yourself at home! I’ll get this started” He took a seat at the breakfast bar rolling the glass around in his hands whilst you busied yourself in the kitchen pulling out everything you would need and quickly getting it started.
Turning back to the breakfast bar you grabbed the loaf of bread slicing a few pieces and covering them in some oil and wild garlic you had found on your hunt yesterday. Popping them into the oven. He spoke again “Why’s it a special occasion?” He mumbled.
Grinning at him and taking a sip of your whiskey. “It’s not everyday I get to cook my serious spaghetti for just anyone!”
You could see the blush rising in his cheeks as he took a long swig of his whiskey. You leant over to top his glass off, Before turning to the cupboards and grabbing placemats, Plates and cutlery.
“Here let me do that” He tried as he moved towards you.
“Absolutely not! My mother would roll over in her grave if she knew i put a guest to work” Smiling sadly as your mother popped into your head again. Setting the table.
Turning your attention back to your meal you strained the pasta, Popping it into a dish before dishing up the sauce too. Taking them back to the table and returning to the oven to fish the garlic bread out.
Once everything was on the table you both took a seat. Reaching over you served him a large portion popping a few pieces of garlic bread on his plate before serving yourself.
“Dig in” You insisted before turning back to your plate. He watched you take the first few mouthfuls before reaching for his own fork.
After a few minutes of silence you spoke up again “So what do you think of Alexandria?”
“I think it ain’t real”
“I thought that for a long time, Hell I’m still not convinced and I’ve been here 3 months”
“So your not…uh…Not from here. Like the others”
“I’m from out there I guess. Asheville Georgia originally”
His eyes went wide at this “Me too, Sorta. Lived up near the mountains in Georgia”
A huge grin crossing your face “So we’ve always been neighbours then! How strange that we would meet here in DC! We must have been in the same places a thousand times! I used to go hunting in the mountains with my daddy”
He shrugged “Alotta my group from near there, We met in Atlanta……” he trailed off mumbling “Ya wouldn’t have noticed someone like me anyway”
Trying to get him to meet your eyes over the table, “Oh i most definitely would have noticed YOU Daryl”
He cleared his throat awkwardly, the tops of his ears peeking through his shaggy hair going beet red, his face lowered, he turned his attention back to his food.
Realising you had probably gone too far, Afterall you didn’t really know anything about this man, You had only seen him once yesterday morning before tonight, You weren’t even sure if he was single. Or straight for that matter. Trying to ease the awkwardness that had now descended in the room you tried a quick change of conversation.
“How are your group feeling about being here? Did you and your partner manage to sleep okay?” Hoping your not so subtle way of asking him if he were single wouldn’t be too obvious.
“Partner? Rick’s the Cop not me” He grumbled. Okay maybe not as obvious as you first thought.
You shook your head slightly, his obliviousness was strangely endearing, “Sorry no i meant your girlfriend, Wife” When he didn’t reply straight away you figured you must have missed the mark. “Boyfriend?” You questioned.
He snorted at this “I ain’t gay, Aint got no woman either” Not able to contain the gleeful smile on your face. Not that it would matter his eyes were fully trained on his meal as he started devouring it quicker, Reaching for his glass he drained the remaining dregs of the whiskey.
“Oh really? I thought for sure you’d have been snapped up by now!”
The blush returning to his face again he gave you a noncommittal grunt, Waiting a moment you realised he wasn’t going to answer. Not much of a talker. You were probably being too pushy, Small talk was hard to do after seeing the things he no doubt had seen out there, The things that man had probably had to do just as you had, Suppressing the shudder that threatened to run through you as your mind conjured up the images.
Standing quickly you walked back to the kitchen grabbing the bottle and refilling his glass and in turn your own.
Taking a deep gulp of the whiskey and then quickly finishing your own meal in silence, Both finishing your meal at the same time, Daryl raises the plate to his mouth to scrape the last bits of pasta into his mouth.
“Still hungry? There’s plenty more if you would like some more?”
Shaking his head no “ ‘M good.” He grunted. Taking his plate from him and collecting your own you took them into the kitchen dropping them in the sink you turned to retrieve the serving bowls, Almost crashing straight into Daryl, Your hands flinching up and landing on his chest steadying yourself.
He caught the bowl just in time surprisingly before any of the remaining food managed to spill on the floor.
Feeling the blush on your cheeks now as your hands lingered a moment longer than they should have done, Enjoying the firmness of his muscular chest under your fingers.
Dropping your arms to your sides. “I’m sorry! Thank you, Let me take that” Taking the bowl and turning your beetroot red face away from him you found a tupperware box in the cupboard filling it with the leftovers before turning to the sink and washing the dishes.
When you turned back to him he was watching you silently, Studying you it seemed.
Picking your glass back up you motioned to him “Should we finish the bottle or do you have somewhere to be?”
When he made no move to leave you picked up the bottle and motioned towards the living room letting him follow behind you, Taking a seat you finally kicked your uncomfortable heels off, Your feet instantly throbbing grateful to be out of their confines.
Propping your feet up on the coffee table in front of you, You sank back into the plush cushions behind you with a happy groan, Daryl stood awkwardly next to the couch glass hanging from his fingertips gasing at you with a softness in his eyes, The redness rising again in cheeks once he realised you had caught him gazing at you.
Smiling at his warmly “No need to stand on ceremony, Take a seat” Patting the chair next to you from emphasis. “More?” You asked, shaking the bottle at him. Taking it from you he filled his own glass before turning to yours and topping yours up also.
Clearing his throat awkwardly. “So…Are ya people here too?”
Dropping your eyes from him you shook your head sadly “Just me…They’re all gone….” The alcohol was taking over your words as you mumbled “Shouldn’t have been me…” Feeling a tear escape your eye as you thought about the countless lives you had watched taken before their time. People who would have been the greatest asset in this new world…Gone, Some died saving you. For what.. They should have let you die.
Pulling your mind from those thoughts, It didn’t do anyone any good to dwell! Wiping the tear quickly from your cheek grabbing your drink and gulping it down in one.
Turning back to Daryl you shifted a non convincing smile back to your face.
“How about you? Your group seems very close almost like a…”
Finishing your sentence for you “A family……Ya know i look around and i think about the people that are gone, And the people that are still here and it aint right…Aint fair..But yer gotta keep goin for em”
Smiling at Aaron’s name “Yeah i wouldn’t be here either if it wasn’t for him and Eric, They’re good people. Most of the people here are good people. Too innocent to the world as it is yes, But good people..”
After sitting in silence for a few moments when Daryl broke the silence. “Well i should…I should go….They’ll be wonderin where i am”
Standing with him you walked him to the door.
“Thanks. Thanks for the-”
“Your welcome Daryl….Maybe you could come again? It was nice to have company” Smiling you opened the door for him letting him linger on the threshold.
He let out another noncommittal grunt as his eyes lingered on you. Leaning against the doorway you followed his eye line down your body, smirking slightly you swayed your hips watching as his eyes followed your movements.
Darting forward you swiftly kissed his cheek. “Goodnight Daryl” The blush on his face matched yours as he turned and stomped down the steps rushing towards his own house.
Daryl
Holy shit she was perfect.
Good food, Great Whiskey, Perfect body. That dress…. He had never met anyone like her before, She hunted too. But a woman like that would never look twice at a man like him.
A dirty good for nothing redneck asshole, He didn’t even know why she had been so…so nice to him tonight.
Carol was waiting for him at the door. Puckering her lips at him she made a lip smacking noise “Kiss Pookie” She giggled.
“Shut up” He mumbled, heading straight for the stairs to the basement. He needed to be alone for a little while as he processed these thoughts. Locking the door behind him he took a few strides over to the bed and flopped down on it.
In the dark of the room the thoughts became more obvious. Throwing an arm over his face he groaned. From the second he had first seen her standing so beautifully in front of Aaron’s house he had a tightening in his stomach. He couldn’t have said no to her invitation if he tried.
If Merle had seen him tonight, Blushing like a love sick little girl, He would have had a right laugh, It was like he could hear his voice. “Oh Princess, Got a crush? Man up Baby bro, Go get that cooch”
Did she mean it when she asked if he could come again? He shook his head. She couldn’t have, she was just being nice. His mind couldn’t stop thinking of the way she smiled at him, The way her hair fell in front of her eyes when she laughed, The curves of her as she swayed in the doorway…. His pants were tightening at the thought. He would have to take care of that before he could fall asleep.
Imagining his hands were roaming her body he pulled his throbbing member free, He wouldn’t last long as he thought about her hands on him, While his hands roamed up those beautiful milky thighs. That beautiful mouth gasping for him.
God that did it, Groaning he let himself spill into his hand, Grabbing a rag at the side of him he wiped it from himself, Ashamed he turned over throwing an arm over his face before drifting into an undisturbed sleep at the thought of her.
Over the next few weeks he saw a lot more of Y/N, As they were the two best hunters in Alexandria they were often thrown together to head out of the walls.
Even in her half ruined Jeans and Walker splattered Shirt she was still gorgeous. On days like today when they’re outside the walls he noticed how her face changed from the strained smile to a relaxed free look in her eyes.
She was scanning the underbrush now checking the traps they had left the week before. He felt the blush on his cheeks when he realised he had been caught staring again.
“Everything okay?” She asked spinning around in a circle, her body tensing looking for the Danger.
He cleared his throat, “Yeah all good. Anythin in the trap?” Blush rising in his cheeks at being caught staring. After that they headed back to the town in comfortable silence, Walking side by side both carrying the day’s hunt, Y/N stopping every few minutes to forage things on the way.
Once back inside the walls, She came with him to his house as they always did now Only stopping to share the hunt with Olivia to share around the town, Y/N spent a lot more time around him and his group. Seeming to slot seamless into their messed up dynamic.
Just like every night she helped Carol prepare the dinner while he retreated to the porch, Cleaning his bow and bolts, The door open letting her musical laugh wash over him as he worked.
He could have listened to her all day, Before long he forgot what he was meant to be doing and just closed his eyes, Head leaning back against the house, Fully relaxed for the first time being in Alexandria.
He groaned inwardly opening his eyes to see who was disturbing his peace.
“Hey…” Rick took a seat next to Daryl on the porch nudging his knee and pointing towards the house.
“Y/N been spending a lot of time here…What’s going on with that?” He asked, giving you a knowing look.
“Why yer asking me?” Daryl huffed. “Shouldn’ yer be askin her”
Rick sighed before giving him another knowing look. “I seen the way you look at her, You sweet on her?”
Daryl wasn’t sure how to respond because of course he was ‘sweet’ on her but there was no changing who he was, A beautiful woman like that could never be interested in him, So there was just no point admitting his feelings to his friend as he knew you would never reciprocate those feelings.
Just as he opened his mouth to reply your beautiful song filled voice broke interrupted at just the right moment. His heart pounding, blush spreading across his face as you smiled at him, He was grateful for the darkness to hide this from you.
As he stood he felt her fingers brush his arm as she gave him an inquisitive look.
Y/N
You felt the electricity hum between you as your fingers found his arm, You had both been taking as many opportunities as possible to get closer to each other, So grateful when you were partnered together to hunt.
Sorry its been awhile since i have posted! I have two different one shots in the works at the moment that i’m wondering if i should finish or give up on and try something else.
I’m thinking about posting what i have written so far on here and get some feedback from you guys?
Let me know in the comments if that’s something you guys would be willing to do!
Request 1: Do you write for any Norman characters? If so can you do one with mac from red canyon please? Request 2: Hey sweetie! Could I possibly request a Mac fic? Like he’s angry and aggressive and just needs a release and finds the sweetest most innocent virgin and just goes to town roughly on her? Love ya stories BTW!
A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for taking so long with this! I decided to pretty much write the full Red Canyon film out as it just felt right! As always let me know what you thought! If you want adding to my tag list let me know!
Hope y'all having a great day :)
Love Jen <3
Warnings: Ok so just like the film Please don’t read this if the movie triggered you in any way. Mentions of rape/Non-con, Blood, Rough sex, Virginity being taken, Knife play, Murder, Lots of swearing, Smut
After a long few days drive, a lot of wrong turns and a stop by a cop, you had finally made it, The property your friend and her brother were trying to sell, It was the whole reason you had all come out here was to help them with the business side of the sale, Wanting to make the most of it the group had decided to turn it into a road trip to Utah and while you were there you were all going to go riding in the canyon’s over summer.
Once you had arrived at the siblings Devon & Regina’s property, Your boyfriend Tom, Devon & Samir their friend all stood outside laughing with a beer leaving the women you Regina & Terra to take all the bags in and get the place ready to stay in….Chivalry is definitely dead you thought rolling your eyes.
When everything was set up, The three of you had managed to wrangle up a meagre dinner. Shouting the boys inside you all tucked in before heading to bed. Tom stumbling drunkenly and more than likely drugged up behind you, Pulling your body to his chest slurring his words.
“Finally Alone Y/N, Bout time we sealed the deal here”
Wanting to gag as you felt the revulsion sweeping through your stomach.
“Go to sleep Tom” You hissed through your teeth, pulling your body away from his. You weren’t going to let your first time be with him in the state he was in, In this disgusting place. It wasn’t like you wanted anything romantic, Just not this. The first time you had sex you should at least feel something other than sick at the prospect.
“Frigid bitch” He murmured before rolling away from you, His snores following soon after.
The next day had at least been better taking the bikes from the barn feeling your body physically relax riding through the canyons as it always did when you were on a bike, That was until Samir had gotten a wheel stuck in an old tunnel coming off the bike and having to be rescued before the skin could be torn from his face.
Pulling up to the Luna Mesa afterwards so ready to drink the day away, It definitely didn’t look like much but as long as the beer was cold you couldn’t of cared less, Once you had gotten your first drinks and sat down a man came over to speak to Devon introducing himself as Walter, The owner of the bar and the man taking care of the property you were staying in.
After the first drink you had started to feel the exhaustion of the day falling over you, Tom gave you a quick peck on the cheek as you both stood, Him going outside to have his cigarette and you excusing yourself to use the restroom.
Patting your chest and face with cold water you tried to wake up, It was going to be a long night. You knew the guys they would want to spend most of the night here drinking, When they were all together they usually drank until dawn, You scoffed thinking about it college boys ugh…
Leaving the toilet you glanced over to the door just as Tom knocked into Samir sending the drinks to the floor. Before you knew it Tom had been thrown into the bar.
“Easy Partner” Tom groaned, not really aware of what was happening.
“Do i look like your fucking partner? As a matter of fact i don’t think i fucking know you?” The man growled back angrily.
Devon noticing the commotion rushed over to help. “Hey mac…MAC!.. It’s uh been awhile ….remember me? That’s tom he’s my cousin”
“Man Devon Ashton and his cousin Tommy, I never thought I’d see you again” Mac replied, his attention fully on Devon now getting close enough to be in his face.
Devon continued looking towards Tom and Samir trying to keep his tone light “This is mac he owns the dog”
Terra cutting in “Oh the animal lover” She scoffed.
Mac ignored this turning back to the bar and raising his voice “Reunion like this is cause for a celebration, Let’s have some whiskey”
Noticing your friend Regina, Still next to the table standing looking worried, You made your way over to her, Still listening to the exchange at the bar as it seemed everyone in the place was.
“I’m fine with beer” Devon replied, keeping his voice level.
“You’re gonna have whiskey” Mac declared. The look in his eyes leaving no room for argument taking a bottle from under the counter he poured two shots handing one to Devon and one for himself.
Not taking his eyes off Devons whilst they both threw them back, Taking the glass back from Devon he walked back to the bar.
Everything was silent for a moment, Mac drawing something in the spilt salt on the bar that only Walter could see, Their eyes meeting before he swiped it away, Turning to Terra “Where did Devon find a nice girl like you?”
Terra seemingly un-phased by the tension in the room, Giggling she pointed first at Devon’s chest “Fraternity boy - sorority girl” She replied pointing at herself giving him a wide smile
“College huh? Seems like such a big waste of time to me, but your brave though, Coming out here with Regina after what happened”
Regina ran her hand through her hair when the man’s eyes met hers, “I have to pee” She mumbled nervously before running off to the bathroom leaving you alone, Feeling uncomfortable you moved until you were stood partially behind Terra your hand on her arm trying to pull her back a step, Ready to get out of the way if things were to go sour.
The stranger wasn’t deterred by this “I wouldn’t be brave like that, I’d be scared…Heard after your parents little accident Someone gave your little sister a ride. Busted her wide open, isn’t it nasty Devon?….”
Devon cut him off swinging a punch at him, “Fuck you”
He reacted quickly moving out of the way and pushing Devon’s head down onto the bar, Holding Terra’s arm firmly, You shook your head slightly trying to warn her not to get involved. Your eyes meeting Tom’s now panicked as he stepped forward and was stopped by a few of the man’s friends.
“That’s fuckin sick…Do you like it?” The bartender jumped into action seeming to know that this would only get worse. He hit a baseball bat against the bar top in a warning. Terra brushed you off; she stood between the two trying to separate them.
“Mac You don’t wanna do that son” Mac backed off instantly, Raising the bat to his shoulder the bartender continued “Just a precaution. “Let’s dance” Terra said to Mac taking his hand and trying to pull him towards the empty space between the bar and the tables
Mac looked her over once before his eyes met yours still as you stood awkwardly to the side, Throwing her hand away. “Nah” He sneered “Her…She’s gonna dance with me” Terra gave you a warning glare over his shoulder, ‘Just do it!’ she mouthed with wide eyes.
Gulping you nodded nervously, Mac pushed harshly through the group, grabbing your waist and dragging you backwards, Once near the tables again both his hands finding your ass he pulled your core to his, Your chest hitting him with a thump.
In a move to steady yourself you put your hands up on the top of his arms as he pushed his face into your neck, His firm arms felt incredible in your grasp.
“You feel fuckin good princess” He growled in your ear before licking a line from the base of your neck to your ear. The breath hitching in your throat. “Real fucking good, Too good for him, I’ll be takin ya for maself” You tried to push the blush in your cheeks away, His core still against yours, you could feel his arousal growing. Taking a deep shaky breath a familiar feeling stirring inside you.
The feeling should have been fear, Surely that’s what your meant to feel as a redneck asshole was groping you, rubbing against you like he owned you. But all you could feel was electricity running through your body like you were meant to be his.
Forgetting for a moment that your friends and boyfriend were staring incredulously at you both, As his teeth nipped the pulse point on your neck, your nipples hardening in response and your panties dampening for him.
Looking him over, He was the stereotypical country boy, His hair and beard a little long, The red and white flannel shirt wrapped around his waist, He was a little dirty but the way his muscles strained against the fabric of his shirt, His well defined collar bones poking out at the top. He was fucking hot, There was no way you could deny this was a real man, Not a college boy like you were used to. The dark glint in his eye threatening to turn you into putty in his hands.
His hands had now found the hem of your Jean shorts gripping harshly at your exposed flesh mouth back to your ear “Can he even fuck, Or do you want a real man to show ya” Pulling his face back his eyes fixed on yours, Your mouth dropping open breath heavy, Not able to hide the effect this man was having on you.
It was over too suddenly your boyfriend Tom had now pushed forward grabbing your arm and all but throwing you towards the door.
Mac looked amused at his reaction, “This your man?” Tom answered for you. “Yeah i am, Let’s go Y/N”
Tom pushed you towards the door, still staring warily at Mac, Mac tilted his head with that gorgeous dark look in his eye and a smirk.
“Not for long….I’ll be seeing you Y/N” It almost sounded like a threat but Why were you wishing it was a promise?
Regina had rejoined you all now standing behind her brother, Mac’s eyes glanced over her before falling back on Tom who had his chest pushed out clearly torn between fight or flight. Pushing you again you all made it to the door.
Pulling Tom’s arm gently you all made it back to the van jumping in and heading home in near silence, Just an angry tension running through the car. Looking over at Regina, You could tell something was bothering her, Regina had been your best friend since she had moved to California with her brother, You had been fast friends even going to the same college, that was how you had met Tom.
Tom was a cocky all american jock, The guy that would usually make your eyes roll with his arrogance. You were sure if he had met you a year before he did he wouldn’t have looked at you like he did now. You were well…you. It was only when you got to college that you even started to think that maybe you could be beautiful.
When you left home moving to campus and into Regina’s sorority everything about you had changed, You didn’t want to be the person you were before.
She was dead, The girl who had been overlooked and bullied. Since leaving home the bruises your abusive parents had constantly given you had faded and you were able to step away from the baggy clothes letting the girls change your wardrobe. You were taking care of yourself more, Making an effort with your appearance, determined that college would be the rebirth of you.
No one who had known you before would have recognised you now.
You hadn’t done it for the attention that you now had an abundance of, You had just wanted to feel more like you, More free. Not realising how it would have the opposite effect when all the boys started to hound you. At first you had enjoyed the attention having gone so long being ignored but now you had grown to hate it it seemed like every idiot on campus had made it his mission to take you as a trophy even some of the professors had made more than one inappropriate comment.
It had taken Tom a while to convince you to go out with him, Even enlisting Regina to wear you down until you had said yes.
When you had eventually agreed the date hadn’t been bad, Yeah you guessed he talked a lot about himself and didn’t really seem to interested in learning much about you, But to be honest it was a welcome break, You hated when people asked too many questions, There was too much in your past that you just weren’t proud of. Instead you preferred to be quiet and study those around you. You had studied him intensely, He was a very good looking guy who seemed to have a good enough intellect to keep up with you in the very least, You could have done a lot worse, Also it helped that having Tom around seemed to discourage the creepers which was a definite bonus!
When he had asked you to go to Utah with the group for the summer to ride dirt bikes you had gratefully accepted. Excited to be spending the whole summer away from your fucked up family.
You had done a good job at hiding the insane mess you had come from, It was only one night when you had, had a few too many you had opened up to Regina and she opened up to you in return, You knew you couldn’t let her go back with her brothers stuck up girlfriend without you, She would need someone who understood.
Regina never seemed to really recover from the horror’s of her past, The torment always in her eyes. She had never told you who had done those unspeakable things to her, You weren’t sure she even knew herself.
Sidling over to Regina in the car. “You ok sugar?” She flinched as you pulled her from her thoughts, Grumbling something about being fine. You put your hand in hers giving it a small reassuring squeeze as you all went back to your silence.
It was only when you all got home to the house that Tom finally broke the silence. Turning on you and blocking you from entering.
“What the fuck was that about Y/N!”
Sighing you knew it was coming “I was doing what Terra told me to! We needed to calm the situation down or someone was about to get hurt!”
Your eyes meeting his you could see the jealousy in them “Looked like you needed calming down Y/N you liked that hillbilly asshole putting his hands on you eh?”
Terra shoved Tom out of the way “Leave her alone. He would have destroyed you, He would have picked his teeth with your bones you delusional little prick, He would have killed the both of you two” Glaring at Devon and Samir. Putting her hand in yours she dragged you inside “C’mon Y/N we need a drink”
After a lot of arguing you had gone to the bedroom and pretended to be sleeping when you had felt the bed sag at the side of you when Tom had come to bed. Laying awake for most of the night you let your mind wander over how you had felt pressed against his body.
He felt like a man who knew what he wanted and took it and in the haze of that moment you wanted nothing more.
The mood between you and Tom hadn’t changed in the morning, The plan for the day had been to go for a hike as a group but with tensions high between you two and then Devon and Terra the group had split.
Regina, Devon, Samir & You had gone for the hike in the canyons whilst Terra and Tom had decided to go out on the Dirt bikes.
Terra had tried to reassure you with a soft squeeze to the arm before your groups separated. During your hike everyone had stayed relatively silent only making small observations, A few miles in, Samir had to take a break, Pulling a cigarette from his pocket, While Devon ribbed him for smoking, Samir reached over putting his hand on Regina’s leg. Which caused her to freeze up before standing and mumbling that she was heading back to the van to lie down.
Regina took off before you could stop her.
“Just let her go, It’s ok she just needs to be alone” Devon murmured, Devon wandered a little behind her before stopping and watching she was still on the right track from afar. With Devon out of earshot Samir stood walking over to you, Putting his arm around your waist.
You stiffened as his grip brought you closer to him.
“Thought they’d never leave…Gives us time to get to know each other”
“Uhhh Samir, My boyfriend is your best friend….I think we know each other well enough” You gave him an alarmed look before moving away as far as you could his hand still holding your waist.
“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him….He’s told us you know….That you still haven’t put out. Figured you weren’t interested in the pretty boy” He grinned with a chuckle.
Pulling yourself completely away from him “I don’t see how that’s any of your business creep?” You quipped before yelling to Devon that you were going to explore promising you would be back soon and wouldn’t stray too far.
Watching Samir take a resigned seat back in the shade you took off glad for a few moments alone, The hairs on your neck suddenly stand up, Feeling like prey awaiting the predator’s move. Were you being watched?
When you did a quick sweep with your eyes of the area and saw no one you thought it must just be the after effects of him last night, Letting your mind dwell now on the feelings that had overtaken you last night, Immediately heating up. Looking around now more carefully and still seeing that you were alone.
Letting yourself fully explore those thoughts, Seeing a slight indent in the rock, Perfect. It wasn’t a real cave that could have dangers hidden inside but it would at least hide you if one of the group came to look for you.
You may have been a virgin but you weren’t completely innocent, Completely in tune with your own body, Never pushing too far in to keep your hymen intact for the man you would eventually give it to.
Brushing your hand down your body you let it wander into your shorts feeling the dampness spreading through your fingers, Humming contentedly as you started to work on yourself softly pressing your fingers inside slightly before bringing them to your clit spreading your fluids rolling your clit in your fingers.
Your other hand had worked inside your top finding your erect nipple easily tweaking it between your fingers. Imagining you could still feel him pressed against you, Letting out a soft moan biting down on your lip remembering that dark dangerous glare, The need in his eyes. The need for you.
“Oh Mac..” You moaned softly as your imagination ran wild.
“What the fuck did you just say cunt?” Eyes springing open and hands pulling from their previous places you came face to face with him, The man who just thought of him had turned you on so much you just had to take care of it.
Letting the blush rise in your cheeks, Looking away from him. “Shit….I’m so sorry Mac. I didn’t know you were there…” You mumbled.
He rushed forward pressing his whole body against you bouncing your hips off the harsh rock behind you, From the twang of pain still radiating through them you knew it would be bruised tomorrow but feeling him there pressed up on you, You didn’t give it a second thought.
His hand harshly pushed your head upwards to look at him, “Did’ya just say my fuckin name?”
The Dark dangerous look was in his eyes again but there was something else there too that you just couldn’t place. Nodding slightly averting your eyes from him.
“Fuuucckkk…” He groaned, Just as you opened your mouth to apologise again his mouth was on yours, His tongue not waiting for permission just pushing past your lips and exploring your mouth, Momentarily frozen in shock as you felt his teeth smashing into yours, His hand snaking down the front of your shorts groaning into your mouth as he felt your wetness.
Before you knew what you were doing you were pushing your hands into his hair moaning along with him, Your tongue dancing with his greedily. His fingers teasing your clit rubbing in harsh circles.
His lips stopped moving long enough to make a demand of you “Say it again” he growled.
His nails scratching down your length dipping into your heat.
“Oh Mnmm Mac!” You moaned arching your hips towards him, Your lips searching for his, His fingers hitting that sensitive spot inside you making you mewl for him.
“You’re playin with the devil bitch” he breathed out, Moaning at his words feeling the burn inside you grow stronger maybe that was exactly what you needed to do, Your hand reached out brushing the tent now in his overalls.
A deep angry growl rips from him as he pulls away from you, Turning and heading into a small cave to the side. “Wait-” You tried to call after him.
“Y/N? You over here?” Shit! He must have heard them, that’s why he fled. Rearranging your clothes quickly and patting your hair down, It was now or never.
Coming from behind the rock face you see Devon looking for you worried.
“Hey I’m here, Sorry I had to get some shade!” You said far too huskily the arousal still in your voice.
“Yeah, Looks it? Let’s get you back, You’re looking a little flustered Reggie will kill me if anything happened to ya” Following behind him back to the van you noticed how he pointedly didn’t say Tom, He probably knew there was nothing really there between the two of you.
Back at the van you felt the eyes on you again, Smirking you pulled the water from your bag you poured it over your face and chest. Reggie raised a questioning eyebrow at you once you’d finished.
Shrugging “What it’s too hot!” You snapped at her. Climbing quickly into the van before the boys noticed how your top had gone see through with the water.
As the van starts to pull away you spare a glance in the direction you felt the glare coming from, He was standing in the open now that dark look in his eyes as he watched you leave, Bringing the fingers that had been touching you so incredibly to his mouth licking them clean. His eyes fixed on yours as the van got further away.
Your mind still stuck on Mac as Reggie shook you, “Were here lets get something to eat” Nodding at her you followed into the bar ordering quickly and barely paying attention to the conversation.
“Hey are you ok?” Nodding again “Think I got a bit of sun stroke” You mumbled. Accepting this as an answer Devon paid for your dinner before heading back to the house.
The sight that met you was hilarious, That prick tom and Terra stuck on the roof of the barn with the poor dog Tom had been tormenting on their heels keeping them up there.
“Stop fucking laughing Y/N DO SOMETHING” Tom yelled at you, sighing you leant over your bag grabbing the sandwich you forgot to eat, Putting two fingers into your mouth you let out a loud whistle.
Grabbing the dogs attention instantly “C’mere baby” As he approached you warily a snarl on his mouth. Samir was behind you holding the gun. Glaring at him “You are not shooting that dog!” You growled making him put it down and his hands up in defence.
“Less of that! Sit!” You commanded clicking your fingers and pointing down. Keeping your eyes on the dog “Reggie get me the rope!” Giving the dog the sandwich and turning to Reggie taking the rope from her. The dog snarled slightly again as you slipped it around its neck.
“How the fuck did you do that?” Tom asked, As he started climbing down from the shed. Shrugging your shoulders. “Dog’s like me I guess?” As the dog finished it noticed Tom lunging back towards him. “It’s you he doesn’t like” You giggled.
“C’mon sweetheart let’s take you home” You cooed at him tugging the rope enough to get his attention. Walking away ignoring the protests. Mac’s home was only a 10 minute walk away, Once away from the others you noticed the dogs attitude change significantly. Tongue lolling from its mouth playfully playing with a stick he had found on the walk.
As you approached your heart started beating harder seeing him there, Fuck he looked hot the way his overalls hung from his hips, The way his muscles moved as he kicked the dogs pen angrily.
Clearing your throat “Loose something?” Startled Mac span around “Fuck you doin here bitch!” Pointing at the dog happily sat at your feet. Giving him a scratch behind his ear. “This little cutie decided to get loose and trap my boyfriend and friend on top of a barn” You giggled.
Mac rushing to you both he ripped the rope from around the dog’s neck “House, Now” he commanded pointing at the shack. Getting in your face he growled “Get the fuck outta here before you regret it bitch”
What the fuck? You thought he would at least be happy to see you. Feeling the anger surge.
“If it weren’t for me” Smacking his chest “They would have shot that dog! Could at least say thank you!” Half yelling at him.
“Thank you?” He mused “I’ll show ya fuckin thank you” Lunging forward he grabbed you tight to him, Wrapping a hand in your hair pulling you towards the shack behind him.
His lips met your angrily as you crossed the threshold of the house. Your nose wrinkled as you were met with a smell that you couldn’t quite place, A mixture of rotting food, dust and sweat.
Spinning you he thrust you towards a room “Get in there cunt”
The bedroom wasn’t too bad, It was a mess sure but the smell in here was nothing like the rest of the house, There was a huge hole in the ceiling but the sheets looked clean enough. Sensing your hesitation, Mac grabbed you again, throwing you face first on the bed.
Before you had time to turn over he was on you, hands pulling your loose shorts off, Panties coming down with them, His fingers digging into your side as he went. Flipping you onto your back he moved to your shirt ripping it over your head.
“Mac what are yo-” He cut you off with a harsh backhand to the face. “Shut the fuck up, You think you can just walk around being a fucking tease and not get whats coming to ya?”
“I wasn’t” Backhanded again “Don’t fucking LIE! The water? Playin with ya damn self! You knew i was watching”
Your head was ringing from the hits, As terrified as you should be at this moment you still couldn’t find the fear, The only feeling was the burning in your loins that you hadn’t been able to quell since you had first laid eyes on him.
In the blink of an eye his overalls and boxers had both dropped to the floor leaving him in only his ratty what used to be white tank top. Gripping your knees he forced them apart pushing them down onto the bed. In one swift move he was in you, A scream breaking from your lips as he tore through your hymen as if it wasn’t even there.
As he turned your face to his you let out a whimper, your body fighting against the pain trying to adjust to his huge size.
“You were a virgin?” He asked with a shocked expression stopping his movements, Nodding weakly “Please” You begged. His hand flew to your throat.
Chuckling “Please what? Stop? i aint had a virgin in a long ass time like fuck i’m stopping!”
“Please….More” A small moan breaking through, Between the pain you were feeling from his claiming of you and the pressure around your throat, It was enough to send you spiralling around him.
He laughed fully now “Ain’t ever had a bitch ask for more before…..” His gravelly voice was sending tingles down your spine, His lips met your throat licking a small line down from your pulse to the underside of your breast, Biting down hard, Screaming again you felt as his teeth punctured hard enough to draw blood.
Finally he moved, Drawing almost fully out of you before thrusting until he bottomed out in you again. The scream turned into a strangled moan as he licked the blood from you, Biting down again on your ribs, Drawing blood there too.
When his head reared back your blood dripped down his chin, His eyes glowing with malevolence, his tongue darting out to lick the blood from his lower lip. Fuck it was hot, So fucking hot.
You were panting now at the sight in front of you. Reaching forward you grabbed his tank pulling his lips to yours. The metallic taste on his lips only spurring you on as your tongues fought each other for dominance.
Leaning back he pushed his thighs under yours lifting your hips higher impossibly pushing even deeper into you, He let go then, Thrashing in and out of you his fingers holding on so tightly to your hip bones that they would definitely at the very least be bruised if not ripped open.
“Ahh fuck Mac!” You screamed feeling the burning growing to a new height.
“Cum for me bitch” He growled his pace moving quicker, His incredible length brushing hard against that little rough patch in you. One of his hands now came down on your clit pinching it roughly before rubbing harsh circles around it.
Everything went dark as your orgasm ripped through you, Your body arching upwards as you exploded screaming his name.
He followed straight after a string of profanities falling from his mouth as he collapsed on top of you.
Your entire body was shaking, Sure you’d had orgasms in the past playing with yourself but nothing like this, Everyone said that the first time would be painful and it would suck.
Painful yes, But no one had told you how good the pain would feel.
As the dark spots in your eyesight started to clear he pushed himself from you, His hand cupping your bruised pussy. Slipping a lone finger inside he scooped some of your mixed juices onto it before thrusting it into your mouth.
Moaning around his fingers as your combined bitter tastes enveloped your senses. You felt yourself getting wet again at this. “Fuck little bitch, Yer making me love you” His voice strained eyes wide as you licked his finger clean.
Grabbing a rag to the side of him he threw it over your face. “Clean ya damn self up and get the fuck out, I got places to be”
Shocked you did as he told you but as you moved to pull your panties back on he snatched them from you, “Not these, These are mine” The gleam in his eyes was back as he brought them to his nose breathing in the scent before pushing them into the pocket of the overalls he had just pulled back on. You’d noticed when he had put them on he hadn’t bothered to clean your blood or his cum from himself.
Nodding at him you pulled your shirt and shorts back on the sense of pride you felt knowing he had a part of you with him now, Feeling like part of you was marking him as he had you with the bites.
Shit the bites! You grabbed the rag again lifting your shirt and bra and wiped the blood that was now drying from them making sure it wouldn’t seep through your shirt.
His back was to you now as you were ready to leave, Sighing you tried to touch him, The second your hand touched his shoulder he span pinning you against the nearest wall his hand pulling your hair back so you were looking into his eyes.
“You’re fucking lucky i’m letting ya live, Might just change my mind…….Now get the fuck out of here” He yelled dragging you to the door and thrusting you out of it.
After you had returned home gratefully no one had paid much attention to you once they had noticed Regina was missing, If you thought what had just happened was crazy the night was only getting worse.
Regina had to be rescued from the cave, Mac had been arrested and now Regina had come back screaming in the middle of the night insisting she had seen her old flame Harley dead outside
Rushing out after her Devon grabbed the gun from by the door. Regina led you back to the car “he’s inside!” “You sure Regina?” Devon questioned looking at his sister like she was nuts “look! I saw him look!” She pushed him towards the car “at what?”
Tom looked over Devon’s shoulder, chuckling “How many of those pills did you take reg? What’s next, pink flying elephants?” Laughing harder now, “C’mon Y/N we’re going to bed” Tom reaches his arm around you trying to pull you away with him making you flinch as his fingers graze the bite on your ribs.
He had turned you both around when Terra spoke up “Guys there’s something in the back” As you all moved towards the back Samir opened the boot, The sheriff’s body, tumbling out. There was a chorus of “oh shit! “Fucks” as you all took in the shock of finding the dead man.
“What, Dead?” Tom asked jumping backwards, hiding partially behind you, You snorted fucking pussy.
“Yeah that’s one dead pink flying elephant” Samir confirmed for him.
“Shouldn’t we do something for him?” Terra asked, the fear clear in her eyes.
“What do you wanna do for him? Take him inside and give him a beer? Huh? He’s dead!” Tom yelled at her.
Ignoring his outburst she replied “I don’t know, cover him up?” Devon lent forward grabbing the sheriff’s coat from behind him and covering his face with it.
Regina brought the attention back to her now as she stood away from the group “I saw Harley in there he was in there before!”
Devon sighed “Regina don’t!”
“He’s out here! whoever killed him is still out here!” She argued
Taking in her panicked expression Devon “Are you sure you saw Harley? Are you sure you didn’t just see the sheriff?”
“It could have been roger rabbit it could have been anybody” Tom cut in. You gave him a swift smack around the back of his head as Devon turned around yelling “Would you shut up!”
As he turned the gun went off, Tom collapsed to the side of you screaming, Jumping into action you followed him down seeing the source of the bleeding, Good it’s only his calf it should be okay. Putting your hands on the wound trying to stem the bleeding.
The guys grabbed him, helping bring him inside while you kept the pressure on.
Once he was back in the cabin on the couch You moved back letting Samir take over. “You fucking shot me you asshole!” Tom seethed at Devon Before hissing at Samir “Careful fuck!”
“You really got me good didn’t you, You trigger happy bastard” He spat turning his attention back to Devon. He tried to excuse himself “It’s not my fault it went off!” “You shot my fucking leg off” Rolling your eyes at that, Yes he had just been shot but fuck was he dramatic!
Samir asked Terra to call for an ambulance, The fear in her face said it all. No phone.
Trying to keep Regina calm was an impossible feat never mind adding Tom to the mix.
As Terra tries to suggest making a plan the lights go out Sending Regina into a worse panicked state “We’re all gonna die in here. I should have never come back here”
“Were all gonna die here? We’re all here because of you” Tom spat at her and grabbed your hand pulling you to him. Terra gave you a sad look “Were all in this together”
“OH fuck together!!, She’s the one who had to go to that cave! Let me fucking tell you something! Sometimes when you look in dark places Reggie, There are real fucking monsters there you understand!” You gave him a filthy look at this pulling your hand from him
“Being a fucking asshole is not gonna help, She’s your fucking Cousin! The least you could do is watch your tongue!”
After a few minutes you had all come up with a plan, Devon and Regina we’re going to Mac’s house to try for a phone and Samir was taking one of the Bikes to try and get help. Leaving you, Terra and Tom in the house.
You watched as Terra got close to Tom on the couch. Snorting you grabbed the bottle of Whiskey from the side walking towards your room.
“Y/N where the fuck are you going?” Tom snarled after you.
Stopping in the doorway to your room “If we’re all gonna die, Might as well be drunk!”
“We should stay together”
Laughing at him now “I thought you said ‘Fuck together’ Tom? Thought you two would want the time alone anyway. You’ve been fucking her since we’ve been together”
They both stammered trying to cut you off “Don’t even try to deny it, Honestly i don’t give a shit” You took a long pull of the whiskey and slammed the door behind you. Settling into the bed, If this was Mac he wouldn’t kill you would he?
You had been there drinking in silence for around half an hour, Hearing a noise at the open window you moved closer and let out a shriek when Devon grabbed your arm.
“Why is the fucking door locked?” He asked as he pulled himself through the window “Where is Reggie?” You countered.
“She’s at Mac’s, Blacked out, i need your help to bring her back” Making your way back into the living room you watched as Terra broke away from Tom’s side. “We need to talk Y/N” He grumbled looking between you and Devon.
“No we really don’t” Before you could say anymore you were interrupted by a scream outside. Rushing out Reggie collapsed into your arms. Pulling her in behind you, Devon pulling her away arguing in hushed voices.
As the hour ticked on, Devon and Regina whispered to each other Terra and Tom eyeing you worriedly and you drinking, Waiting for Samir or someone to come and help.
When the sound of a truck got closer. You knew exactly who it was. It was like your blood started singing, Your heart pounding in your ears, the bite on your side itching for him.
The lights from the truck flooded the cabin, Looking out you saw him even with the Mask covering his face you knew exactly who it was.
You watched as he pulled something from the bed of his truck. Shit! Scarpering backwards away from the window pushing Reggie with you who had come up behind you to see what was going on. “MOVE” You yelled at her, As the projectile smashed through the window.
Your body was still covering hers as you both turned to look at the pole which had landed only inches from where you had just been, Was he aiming for you? I guess that answers the earlier question, He would definitely kill you. Why in the hell does that still make you so fucking hot for him.
Tom yells out “what the fuck is that? A pole he threw a fucking pole at us?”
Devon leans forward noticing the cloth wrapped around something on the end. Opening it he jumps back realising it’s Samir’s head.
The bile rushing up your throat as you notice a note attached. Devon leant forward, grabbing it before moving away again. “ ‘Shouldn’t have touched what wasn’t his’What the fuck does that mean? What the fuck did he do?” Regina interrupted him. “The tunnel, Grandpa’s tunnel”
Terra’s head flashed upwards “What tunnel? Can we escape?”
Devon got up moving Regina out of the way and hooked his fingers into a grate on the floor pulling it up“It’s a tunnel my grandfather built when they raided the place during prohibition.”
Tom cut him off “It’s no time for a history lesson ok! My best friend’s head is sitting on the carpet” Terra helped Tom from the couch as Devon dropped into the hole in the floor. Checking it out before giving the all clear.
Tom reached his arm out to you as he approached giving you a soft look. Giving him a small smile, You weren’t really angry, You’d probably even forgive him if you all survived this, Hell you had done the same thing with Mac. If there was one thing you weren’t it was a hypocrite.
Mac. Even just thinking his name made your heart stop. You grimaced, were you crazy? He was outside trying to kill you and your friends but yet you still wanted him.
Helping tom into the hole in the floor Terra went next then Reggie then you. As you had gotten a few feet down the tunnel Reggie gasped “My necklace!” She tried to fight past you “It was my mothers! I need to get it!”
“Ok, Ok! I’ll get it! Just stay quiet!”
Crawling back to the opening you pushed upwards almost getting it when you felt a hand in the back of your hair pulling you out. “Where the fuck did you think you were going bitch?”
Mac pulled you backwards into him as you struggled to get free. You could hear Reggie crying from the Tunnel, Terra trying to calm her down when another voice mixed in with theirs.
“Oh seriously Reggie? who gives a fuck it’s only Y/N Fucking leave her ass. C’MON” Tom yelled. This stopped your fighting what the fuck? Their noises died away, They really had just left you. All the fight left fuck it if he was going to kill you he might as well get on with it.
“Go on, Kill me then!” You spat. As you spoke he let you go, Turning to him you could see the murderous gleam in his eyes.
“You think i’m going to kill you? I’ve only just started with you Y/N” He grinned “Him though….Oh I’m going to enjoy killing him” Grabbing the pole with Samir’s head still impaled on it using his foot to pull the pole free he walked down the hallway listening intently.
“Little rats think they can scurry away” He laughed before thrusting the pole through the floor, Laughing harder when he heard the screams below. Pulling it out and heading further down the hall he stabbed again twice. He noticed you watching him curiously. “What was the note about Mac?” Your voice sounded braver than you felt.
You noticed Samir’s blood still on his hands, arms and splattered across his chest, The sadist smile still on his face as he moved closer to you. Putting his hands around your back and pulling you into him. His lips at your ear.
“I saw him, Yesterday putting his hands on you, On whats fuckin mine” He lowered his lips to your neck biting down hard. An aroused groan rising through your chest. What the hell was this man doing to you. It felt like you were losing all your faculties, All that was left was him. He was all you cared about.
“C’mon time for that later” Pulled you out of the cabin he pushed you into the passenger side of his truck before getting in himself. Driving a short distance he stopped pulling you out with him. You both stayed silent still in a stupor of sorts you followed him blindly not caring what was happening as long as he was there with you.
It didn’t take long for you to stumble across a light in the distance, With the way the light was moving it had to be a fire. Putting his finger to his lips he stalked towards the fire leaving you there. No! He couldn’t just leave you here! Following after him as silently as you could you watched as he crept over the top of the rock shielding the people from view.
His hand going to his belt, You could see the fire glinting in the metal of the huge knife. Creeping closer again you heard the scream as his hand plunged over the rock into someone.
Moving around the edge you saw who. He was wildly plunging the knife in and out of Tom. Blood poured from him as Reggie screamed and ran. The scream seemed to pull you from your trance. Eyes flicking between the direction Reggie had disappeared to and Mac who was now wrists deep inside Tom’s stomach ripping at the guts inside him.
The glee on his face was evident. Looking at you “Look apparently the gutless bastard, Had them after all! My mistake” The evil chuckle was enough to make the choice for you. You’d felt the unnatural stir inside you of approval at his actions. But you couldn’t give into that evil, Not now, Not when your friend needed you.
Running after Regina you desperately tried to catch up to her, You had to find her. Stumbling along you ran for what felt like hours. She was gone. The sun had come up now and you were all alone.
You couldn’t stop walking, This was a mistake. She had left you twice now. The only one who hadn’t left you was Mac, Mac you needed to find Mac! You continued on with more determination now. It wasn’t long until you heard them.
“well what do we have here? The lost pussy! did golden boy leave you all alone”
You could see them now, Mac grabbed her face pulling her to him, kissing her before throwing her to the ground. Jealousy raged within you. It should have been you he was kissing!
“I told that little bitch not to come here but you never listen”
“Don’t fucking touch me” Terra yell grabbing a log at the side of her and hitting him around the head with it. Fucking Bitch!
He stumbled for a moment before he was back on her, Throwing her back to the ground kicking her repeatedly in the stomach, Gripping her arm and pulling her back upwards pulling her tight to his chest, Just like he did to you.
Terra tried to hit him again.
“You’re making me love you just like your little friend, that day she was the only one that got it” He threw her back to the floor kicking her knees apart “That kid fucked us all”
She tried to fight him
“I’m sick of this shit! You’ll beg to die” He growled. Diving forward, Ripping her shirt from her body, She fell to the ground as Mac shrugged out of his overalls letting them hit the ground. Terra looked wild as she got back up “Your not gonna do that to me” She screamed running towards him.
You don’t know what came over you but you just couldn’t let her. Running at Terra you hit her before she got to Mac, The force of your body hitting hers sent her tumbling off the edge of the Canyon. Almost falling off with her when you felt the arms clasp around your stomach pulling you to Safety. Peaking over the edge you saw Devon holding a screaming Regina with a dead Terra at their feet.
Mac pulled on you and when you didn’t move he tried again harder pulling you almost off your feet. Looking up at him in fear. “For fuck sake” He sighed. Picking up a rock at his feet. He bashed you around the head with it. Everything went black instantly.
When you woke you could hear him pacing nearby, Whispering angrily into a small phone.
“I’ll fuckin take care of it!….Don’t I always!……Fuck sake! You clean up your other fucking sons mess next time, I ain’t cleaning up after Devon no more!” He hung the phone up, throwing it onto a well lit table next to him.
It was then he noticed you were awake. You could see the anger rolling through him in waves. Pulling at your arms you realised they were restrained above your head. Raising your eyes you saw the hook and rope binding you there. Tugging at it as hard as you could. You heard him laugh.
“Ya aint getting outta that. What you wanted to run from me again…Stupid cunt”
“Where am i?” you asked, steadying your voice as much as you could.
“In my cave…Go on scream little bitch no one will hear you!” He pounced on you sitting on your chest with that gleeful look in his eyes again. Pulling the knife from his belt still covered in Tom’s blood.
Everything was coming back to you now, Samir, Tom & Regina all dead. But what about Devon & Regina? Didn’t he just say Devon’s name?
“Where are Devon and Regina? Are they here?” He scoffed, An indignant smile on his face.
“Baby brother? He’s probably balls deep in his little plaything by now. That was the plan. I got to take all you guys out and he got to claim her. Thought you would of been a good cunt to keep around too but you just had to run” Putting the knife to your throat.
“I’m going to fuck you bloody bitch, Make you beg for me to kill you” Running the knife down from your neck to your cleavage pressing just hard enough to cut but not too deep, The bulge in his overalls becoming more pronounced as he watched the blood following the knife.
Letting out a pained gasp you met his eyes. Keeping your stare hard trying not to show the fear that had started bubbling within you. Leaving the knife propped between your breasts his hand snaked inside his overalls pulling out his impressive length. The blood from earlier dried on there now.
“Suck it clean Y/N” He pushed it to your lips, When they didn’t open he grabbed your chin hard. You felt it click with the pressure. “Open it now, Or this” He picked up the knife “will be going in there instead.“
Dropping your mouth open you let him slide inside. Balling his hands in your hair you felt the knife slide across your scalp. He thrust until his full length was in your mouth choking slightly as he slipped into your throat.
You thought it would taste worse than it did considering it had been at least a day since he had taken your virginity, Yours and his juices dried and covering him.
Having never given a blow job before you were all teeth. As he pulled backwards he hissed at your teeth dragging on him. “Fucking bite me and ill bite you back bitch!”
Trying to hide your teeth behind your lips you wrapped them tighter around him sucking and running your tongue down the underside as he pulled out fully. Once only the tip remained in your mouth you sucked harder, Swirling your tongue around it, When the first drop of pre-cum landed on your tongue you moaned wildly. Struggling to push your face forward. Wanting to feel him back in your throat again.
“Fuck. Are you enjoying this? Sick bitch” Slamming back into your throat again, The moan was more intense now you could feel the muscles in your throat vibrating around him. Taking the knife and cutting your bonds.
Your arms dropped to the sides exhausted. Pulling you to your knees by your hair he stood in front of you letting the overalls drop off him completely. Not wasting any time You moved forward bracing your hands on his thighs.
Taking him fully back into his mouth now, Feeling the courage rise back in your chest you looked up into his eyes. Wrapping one hand around the base of him and started bobbing as fast as you could.
“Fffuccckkkk!” He groaned. Hands back in your hair guiding you down onto him.
It didn’t take long for his cock to start twitching. Forcing you off him he threw you back down onto the filthy stained mattress. Knife back in hand he started at the top, Pushing the knife between your breasts again facing outwards this time, He cut your shirt and bra from you before moving to your shorts shredding them too.
He laughed, Moving to the pocket in his overalls “Still missing these?” He waved your underwear in front of you, He brought them to his nose for a moment before hanging them over his cock tugging at himself with them.
Not able to stop the groan coming when you saw him bring them back to his nose. Your core tightening at the sight of him almost naked fucking your panties.
“Mac…Please…” You begged just like the first time. “Please what Y/N?” He grinned knowingly at you.
“Fuck me please Mac…I need you…” You moaned breathily.
“You want this huh?” He dropped your panties to the floor and removed his shirt.
Your eyes wide, Mouth hanging open when you got your first sight of him fully naked. “Holy fuck!”
“Nothing Holy happening in here Y/N this the devils work” He winked. Grabbing both of your feet he flipped you onto your stomach. Using your hips now he pulled your ass into the air and thrusting into you in the same movement.
A scream ripping from your throat as he stretched you wide again. He didn’t take a moment to let you get used to it like he did last time. Just pounded away.
“Look at you! You’re dripping for me you fucked up girl, And So fucking tight still. You won’t be by the time i’m fucking through with you” He growled Your walls clenched at his words. Making him hiss at the extra pressure around his cock. Smacking your ass as hard as he could. You screamed again at the initial pain, Once his hand had left you the heat from the hit turned into instant pleasure making you gush more for him. With how wet you had now become it was easier for him to jackhammer into you at incredible speeds.
“You like that do ya, Filthy whore” He smacked you again on the other side. The pain this time makes you moan. “More” You begged.
“Fuck….Always wanting more, I’ll give you more bitch” He pulled you up by your hair so your back was flush against his chest. Pulling your head to the side he bit down hard on your pulse point. You felt the blood again rolling down your chest.
Gasping you saw stars as the pressure in your heat started to unravel for him.
Moaning loudly for him, When he released you, You fell face first back into the mattress as he gripped your hips bucking harder.
“Fuck…Mac…Mmmm” Your walls started clamp again as you felt the dam inside you burst.
“That’s it Y/N Cum for this cock bitch” He wrapped one hand around your throat tight.
Screaming into the mattress. “Mac…OH FUCK MAC!” He followed straight after, Pulsing into you, your walls gripping tighter to him dragging every drop of his hot cream deep into you.
Your legs giving in now, He collapsed on top of you pushing you into the mattress. Groaning in your ear.
“Maybe i won’t kill you. You keep this up and I’ll be keeping you around Y/N” He got off you slowly.
Redressing and throwing a spare overall at you.
“Get dressed we got shit to do”
When you had pulled the zipper up he led you out and back to his van. You looked between him and the open desert.
Gripping your arm. “You run, Not just now but ever fucking run from me again. I’ll gut you just like that spineless piece of shit. Ya understand?”
Nodding “Mac…Where else would i ever want to be, Your just like me… Fucked up…I need you” Leaning over you gave him a deep kiss. Thrusting you back against the hood of the car he took you again.
You knew now what kind of evil he was now, Although you had to give it to him that he treated you a lot better than Devon treated Regina. He trusted you enough to walk around without him instead of keeping you tied to the bed, Eventually even trusting you enough to help him with work.
His thirst for blood never ceased, He always needed to kill but stopped raping when he had you at home to come back to. Even with everything he had done everything you knew he was capable of doing you fell hard for him. All of it was worth it to be Mac’s Girl
Finally finished a Daryl one shot request! I’ve merged 3 requests together in this one! hope the original requester’s Don’t mind! As it’s 3am now I’m going to edit it and post tomorrow!
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Request: Will you be up for something like the reader and Norman are in a relationship and Norman has gotten a new secretary who is extremely hot, this makes the reader insecure and jealous. The rest you can write by your imagination - Changed this slightly i made her a live in assistant :)
Summary: When Norman gets a new Live in assistant who seems set on keeping you apart, Feeling hurt and rejected after not hearing from Norman you decided to confront him. Smut <3
A/N - Hey guys! I’m sorry it’s been a few days since my last post! I had a touch of writers block. Not sure what i think of this one shot or if it even makes sense but i had to push myself to finish something haha!
Please let me know what you think in the comments! If you liked it i would really appreciate a reblog or a like, They make me so happy!
Excitement was rushing through you driving towards the gallery, You had been waiting for this moment for what felt like years, In reality it had only been a few weeks, But a few weeks without Norman was far too long.
Norman had called you a few hours ago to let you know he was waiting to board his flight with it being slightly delayed he wouldn’t have time to come to you, He would need to head straight to the Gallery to get everything ready for his show tonight.
You and Norman had been dating for a year and a half. A year and a half of pure happiness. He was your teenage dream, You had met originally at an event like tonight’s, He had told you his heart stopped when he saw you walk in and he couldn’t let you go home without swapping numbers and having a pre-arranged first date set up, He had made you laugh being dorky from the get go.
From the second he had pulled you in for your first kiss you knew you’d fall for him. He had taken you on a ride to go get ice cream, Making the date as casual as he could. It was perfect even when he smushed your ice cream in your face for laughing at him being dorky.
Trying to get him back he had held your hands back. Ice cream was soon forgotten when his lips were on yours, Kissing you passionately before stepping back and getting you a napkin to clean yourself up.
From that point on wards you spent every second you could together, You hadn’t gone public with your relationship yet as Norman had a lot of very protective fans with him being on the walking dead, But all the people that mattered in your lives knew. You were also putting off moving in with him for the same reason. He had crazy things happen to him fans trying to break into his house or following him home. You weren’t sure you were ready for any sort of spot light, You knew you would have to be soon as it comes with him but just not yet.
Deciding to stay in your apartment closer to the city, Sure it was small and not at all like the home he had but you loved it and when he had to travel for work it didn’t feel quite as empty as his huge house had.
Finally pulling up around the back and pulling into a parking spot, You grabbed your garment bag out of the back seat and headed towards the guards at the back door. You greeted them warmly.
“Hey guys, My Name’s Y/N im here meeting Norman”
Speaking into a radio on his collar he called for ‘Sandy’ to come back here. Smiling at the man you wondered who Sandy was, Probably someone to do with the gallery, Waiting patiently it was only a few minutes before she appeared.
Sandy was a gorgeous blonde, Stunningly beautiful, slim, long legs, Perfect makeup and hair. She looked you up and down with a sneer.
“What?” She asked uninterested.
Give her a break she’s probably having a busy day you thought to yourself “Oh hi! Are you Sandy? My Names Y/N I’m here to meet Norman?”
“Norman is busy, He doesn’t have any scheduled meet and greet with the fans” She turned to walk away from you.
“Excuse me! Sorry! I’m not a fan….I’m his girlfriend, He asked me to meet him here” You said kindly, It was an easy mistake to make, Can’t be too careful!
She looked at you quizzically “Nice try lady” She turned to the guards “Don’t let her in. He doesn’t have a girlfriend and if he did. I’m sure he wouldn’t choose someone like you” She spat before grinning and hurrying back through the door.
Turning back to the guard starting to get annoyed now. “Could you please just radio Norman, I really am his girlfriend”
“Sorry, No can do. If his assistant says you’re not coming in then that’s final i’m afraid” He said as nicely as he could looking awkward himself.
“I understand, I’ll just give him a call” Pulling your phone from your bag you went back to the car, resting your legs against the still warm hood. Dialling his number.
The call was answered within two rings. “Norman Reedus’s phone, his assistant speaking. How can I help you?”
“Hello, Can you put Norman on please?”
“I’m sorry Mr Reedus is busy right now, Can i take a message?”
“Yeah, Could you please tell him his girlfriend is outside”
She sighed annoyed into the microphone “I don’t know how you got this number lady. Do not call back”
The bitch hung up! You were officially pissed off, Why would you lie about that? How would you have known he was here or have his number? Was it so hard to believe he could be with someone like you?
Jumping back into the driver’s seat you felt the self deprecating thoughts taking over, Usually when you started feeling like this it was Norman who made it better, Telling you how beautiful you were, But would he even think that now next to the assistant! You could see why she would think you were a fan, Next to her you looked like a frumpy mess especially since you hadn’t gotten dressed for the event yet and had turned up in your jogging pants and crop top.
You thought about going round the front entrance to see if you could speak to someone there but when you drove by earlier it was already littered with fans, Probably not a good idea to try and get him to come to the door.
Feeling the tears of humiliation and anger threatening to spill over, You started the car. Driving the short journey back home, If you weren’t even able to speak to your own boyfriend over the phone then it would probably be easier to come back later. If he really was busy it was probably better for him too.
The second you walked through the door you lay face down on the couch, Ugh you couldn’t let these thoughts take over you. Picking up your phone you called your best friend.
Once you had told her what had happened she had flipped about ‘that bitch!’ You were partially considering not going to the gallery opening after all, Just a look and a few words from Sandy and she had confirmed everything you had already been thinking about yourself. Why would someone like him want someone like you?
Your friend Beth was not having any of that though. “Get your ass up now, get your makeup on and pick a hotter dress. You’re going!” She insisted.
Swapping over to face time she cheered you up by complaining about the bitch that she of course hated even though she had never met her, Would probably be great if she didn’t Beth could be kind of a loose cannon when it came to you. She was fiercely loyal and protective
When it came to you and you loved her all the more for it.
By the time you had finished getting ready you were smiling and giggling along with her.
You decided to do your best attempt at a smokey eye with a deep red matt lip, Curled hair, paired with a skin tight red cocktail dress. You even had to admit you looked good.
“You look HOT! Now go show that bitch. Who your man is!” She winked at you before hanging up.
Grabbing a small bag and pulling on your heels you walked out to the street and hailed a cab. The nerves growing as you got closer, You had purposely arrived half an hour late to avoid the crowd getting in. Giving your name at the door you pushed your shoulders back and chest forward taking a deep breath before walking in. Accepting a glass of champagne off the server at the door you thanked her gratefully swigging it back quickly before taking another one.
Scanning the crowd you walked through slowly searching for him, You breath caught in your chest when you found one of the pictures on the wall was of you, Standing in front of it you assessed yourself embarrassed, It had been from the trip you had taken to see him in Georgia, It was a black and white photo of you looking serenely away from the camera. Wind whipping through your hair with a zombie in the background behind your right shoulder.
Norman hadn’t told you he would be doing this, hell you hadn’t even seen the photo before, It had an eerie feel to it - Before your thoughts could go any further you felt arms wrap around you from behind. Jumping slightly before relaxing into his arms.
“I’ve missed you so much” He said as he nuzzled his face into your hair.
Turning in his arms you let your lips find his happily. “Mmm I’ve missed you too baby” you purred back.
“Where have you been all day, I expected you hours ago” He whined pulling you closer.
“I..Uh..Well i came but i was kinda turned away..” You admitted, embarrassed again.
Looking in his eyes you saw the dark glaze come over them.
“Who?” He asked angrily. You nudged his nose with yours.
“It’s ok sugar, They were just doing their jobs don’t worry. We’re both together now” Kissing him again briefly he relaxed into your kiss, When you pulled away the dark look was softening slightly. Looking at the glass in your hand.
“Let me get you a refill, When i come back i want to know what you think of that” He asked shyly pointing at his picture of you. Giving him your glass he walked towards the back of the room.
Turning back towards your picture you only got a quick glance before she was in your way.
“Umm excuse me, Are you on the guest list?” Sandy….Again… If you thought she had been beautiful earlier, She was definitely sexy now. Wearing a low cut tight black dress with her hair and make up obviously professionally done. Who even has that kind of time? Wrapping your arms around your waist you felt the insecurity sinking in.
“Hello again Sandy” You quipped raising your eyebrow at her. “Yes I am..It’s Y/N i think it’s the very first one” You said with a smirk.
She glared at you for a moment before checking the board and finding your name. Opening her mouth to reply she was cut off by Norman.
Wrapping his arm around you he passed you, Your glass giving you another hungry kiss.
Looking up at the girl stood in front of you both.
“I see you’ve met Sandy! This is my new live in assistant”
Choking on your drink, Had you heard that right?
Looking at her you saw the smug sneer on her face again. Turning to Norman.
“Live in?” you asked with wide eyes.
He had the humility to look embarrassed “Well yeah they kinda insisted on it, With everything coming up at the minute i needed a pa 24 hours a day apparently. She’s moving in this week, Which reminds me, I need to borrow your key. If you’ve got it with you?”
Still wide eyed you opened your purse pulling your key ring out you took off the key and fob to his house handing it to him. He thanked you before handing it to Sandy.
“Here, Get yourself home, you’ve done enough for tonight. Can you get that cut asap and return it back to Y/N?” He asked.
She nodded “Of course Norman..” She let his name linger on her lips. “Before i go…I just need you over there for the pictures, If you don’t mind coming with me?” She was all but fucking him with her eyes.
Feeling the jealousy bubble up in you, You stepped forward out of Norman’s arms, He looked at you sadly before following her. Moving away from the picture of you, You couldn’t look at it anymore, The longer you looked at it the worse you felt about yourself, Sandy would have definitely looked better on that wall.
Wondering who ‘they’ were who had insisted that this gorgeous woman moved in with your man was, You couldn’t believe he agreed to it! It would just be him and her alone in that house. Surely he had to know that would upset you, That was probably why he hadn’t told you before now. You probably would have reacted better if you would have known and not been some clueless shocked girl in front of her.
Standing off in a corner by the refreshment table the server seemed to sense your mood and kept you topped up whilst you watched the crowd’s reaction to his work, You felt your angry mood dissipating. You really were proud of him, The photos were incredible.
Huffing slightly you looked at the time, You’d stayed way longer than you should have if you had any hope of getting some sleep before work in the morning you would need to leave now. Pushing yourself from the wall you groaned finishing the rest of your drink in one and handing it back to the server with a tip and your thanks.
Walking quickly you spotted him, Hadn’t he told Sandy to go home? Why was she still here?
Standing by his shoulder you waited for him to notice you, When he finally did he gave you a small smile.
“Sorry Honey, I’ve been kinda ignorant tonight huh?”
“It’s ok, I don’t mind” Putting your hand in his you pulled him away from the group slightly.
“I’m heading out, I hope you enjoy your night. You’ve earned it”
“What? But I’ve not seen you all night? Hell I’ve not seen you in weeks. Can you not stay at my place tonight? We can leave now?”
You shook your head sadly. “Honestly, It’s fine Norman. I have a 6 am breakfast meeting, I really do need to go but i want you to enjoy your night. Congratulations on tonight”
You gave him a kiss on the cheek and what you hoped was a proud smile.
He held onto your hand as you turned to leave pulling you back to him.
“Hey, What’s wrong?” He looked at you worried. “Nothing’s wrong love I’m just tired.” Giving him what you hoped was a convincing smile.
He looked at you worried for a moment before deciding to take your word for it. Pulling you into his arms and his lips to yours. Moaning happily into the kiss you let him deepen it for a moment before saying your final goodbyes and heading home.
The meeting in the morning had gone fairly quickly as had most of the day. You had felt bad for leaving so early last night but if you were honest with yourself you just couldn’t watch them together anymore, It was bad enough that his new PA had to look like that but now she was living with him? It felt like a cosmic joke, You had finally become truly happy in life and it just had to throw you a beautiful blonde curve ball.
Checking your phone for the billionth time when you arrived home you were surprised to see Norman still hadn’t been in touch. He was probably just busy right? Looking over at your phone you got an alert from your best friend. The words “What the fuck?” with a link below.
Clicking on the link hastily your heart sank when you saw the picture in front of you, There was Norman with his arm around Sandy leading her into a car, with the caption ‘Norman and new girlfriend leaving hit gallery opening’
Throwing your phone down on the couch you let out an angry huff heading towards the shower, You couldn’t blame him for this. It wasn’t like he had told them she was his girlfriend but it still stung.
Trying to keep the thoughts of that awful woman out of your head you jumped straight into the shower washing away your worries.
When he still hadn’t gotten in touch a week later you decided to bite the bullet and just head over to his place. You had called him repeatedly and sent messages all going unanswered. It broke your heart wondering if he had just realised he didn’t want you anymore.
Pulling up outside his gates you frowned to yourself remembering you hadn’t had your keys returned yet. You pressed the intercom waiting nervously for him to answer.
Of fucking course it wasn’t him. Curtly answering you she told you Norman wasn’t home. Stupid woman had left the intercom pressed in and you heard his voice in the background and her giggling in return.
Feeling your blood boiling and picking up your phone. He answered within two rings.
“Hey Honey….Where’ve you been? Sandy said -”
You cut him off “I’m at the gate. Are you going to let me in or should I go away again?” You asked, feeling the anger bubbling over the surface.
“Wait… Really? Give me a sec!”
He hung up the phone just as the gates swung inwards. Driving through your nerves forgotten now with your anger.
He was waiting at the door for you with a big grin on his face. As you turned the engine off he rushed to the car door opening it for you and helping you out before pulling you into a tight embrace. Freezing in his arms you already felt your resolve weakening.
While he still had you squished against his chest “I was starting to worry Y/N when Sandy said you weren’t answering my calls i thought you hated me for that photo. I was so scared i’d lost you” He admitted slightly panicked.
Ugh how did he have this effect on you! You melted into his words. Kissing him hurriedly.
“I don’t hate you Norman, But we need to talk…..” You trailed off rolling your eyes as you saw Sandy appear behind him.
Clearing her throat she spoke up “Um Norman I’m sorry to disturb…. this….but there’s an important phone call waiting for you”
“Tell them to call back” He muttered to her, turning his attention back to you.
She cleared her throat again awkwardly “I did ask already but it’s your agent he said it was important…” He looked at you guiltily.
“It’s ok baby take it” You shrugged at him.
Nodding he pulled away from you walking towards the house “Bought your favourite wine love, Go grab yourself a glass i’ll just be a minute”
Giving Sandy a harsh glare you brushed past her and into the house. Grabbing the bottle from the fridge you poured yourself a large glass and grabbed Norman a beer, Taking a large gulp you took a seat at the breakfast bar drumming your fingers idly on the top waiting as patiently as you could.
You were half way down the glass when he finally joined you, Pulling up a seat and grabbing his beer.
“Everything ok…?” you asked. “Yeah, It wasn’t important, Not sure why they said it was”
You both sat in silence for a moment. “So you said we needed to talk?” he asked obvious nerves showing through in his voice.
Letting your eyes wander over him you felt yourself quicken. “I changed my mind, We can talk later, I’ve missed you” You purred putting your hand on his chest.
Standing up and pushing his knees apart manoeuvring your hips in between them and pressing your body against his, You raised an eyebrow at him.
“Or would you rather talk now?” You asked before hungrily kissing the oh so delicious sweet spot on his neck.
The tension seemed to leave his body at that moment, Letting out a small moan “Mmm…..Yeah……Talk….Talk later Honey”
Moving your hands down his chest you pushed his shirt up while your fingers explored his incredibly toned torso. Moving around to his back you pulled him closer to you, Raking your fingers down his back lightly.
He stood quickly grabbing your hips and slamming you back against the counter, his mouth finding yours kissing you deeply your tongues fighting for dominance. He growled when you moaned into his mouth. His fingers deftly found the edges of your jacket ripping it from your shoulders they moved to the buttons on your shirt. His core against yours you could feel his arousal straining against his jeans.
Seeming to be getting irritated at your buttons he tore the shirt open desperately, buttons flying everywhere. At this one action you felt the gush as your panties started dampening.
Pushing the shirt off your shoulders too he fumbled with the clasp on your bra tearing that from you, You loved this Norman, The one who was so hungry for you. Moving his mouth from yours he kissed down your neck sucking and biting at every inch he met.
Stopping at each nipple he gave them both an eager kiss. Before continuing down pressing sweet kisses down to your navel and then across the line of your jeans. Tearing the button open he gripped your underwear and Jeans together at the sides pushing them to below your ass.
Bending down further he gave your throbbing clit a quick kiss before continuing to push the jeans lower.
Standing up he pushed his hands behind you and picked you up putting you down on top of the counter. Placing his hand on your sternum he pushed you down flat against the counter top. Turning his attention back to your feet. Swiftly pulling both of your shoes and socks off and kissing both of your insteps, Finally removing the jeans fully from you.
He stepped back for a moment, his eyes dark looking over your squirming body. His eyes landing on your sopping wet heat, a deep growl coming up his throat he dove back forward pushing his lips back to you, His tongue running the entire length of your lips down to your wetness, While lifting your legs over his shoulders. Gripping you tightly around your hips you bucked up into his tongue.
Feeling the moan escape from your lips as you as his tongue started vibrating around your stiflingly hot clit. He groaned into your heat as you tangled your fingers in his hair desperately trying to grind harder on him.
Pushing two fingers harshly into you, You let a loud moan rip from your throat as he thrust them in and out of you.
“Fuck….Norman….Please baby i need you!” Grinning he slowly pulled away from you looking you over again as your hands reached your hair panting heavily.
Meeting his eye you growled “Fuck me baby” He held his hand out to you pulling you into a sitting position.
“Lets take this to the bedroom” he whispered biting his bottom lip. Before taking his fingers into his mouth and sucking your wetness from them “You taste so fucking sweet Y/N” His words sending shivers down your spine.
“Fuck. No, I can’t wait. I need you right now!” Pulling at the hem of his shirt you tore it from his body throwing it in the sink before pulling his belt free and letting his Jeans fall to the floor.
Lying back on the counter again you put one foot on each stool spreading your legs wide for him. You dipped your fingers into yourself letting him watch for a moment.
“Please?” You purred.
He was on you in a second leaning over taking your breast into his coarse palm guiding it towards his waiting mouth. Sticking his tongue out his swirled it around your nipple wetting it before blowing it softly watching your nipple harden for his breath.
His other hand pumping his hard cock quickly before aligning with his entrance.
“Ask me again….Nicely Y/N”
“Oh god…. Please Norman please fuck me. Mmm don’t make me beg!” Your hips grinding down aching to feel him inside you.
“Well since you said please…” He pushed inside you tantalisingly slowly letting your walls stretch to fit him inside. Once he had pushed in all the way to the hilt. He leant back down to you, capturing your lips in his, Wrapping his arms around your arched back as you wrapped your legs around his hips. Pulling him deeper still inside you.
“Put your arms around my neck” He growled. Obediently you wrapped them around him, letting him stand up with you in his arms. Taking a few steps you felt as your back slam against the cold metal of the fridge. Letting out a surprised Hiss.
Teeth were pulling at your bottom lip as you felt him push into you again. The different sensations running through your body clouding your mind until there was only him.
Screaming his name when you felt him touch that sensitive spot inside you. The knot inside you growing tighter as your pleasure increases.
“Oh…Oh my god i’m so sorry!” You froze, eyes wide as you looked behind Norman finding god damn fucking Sandy!
Norman’s head whipped round, Moving his body to cover yours with his, While you moved your legs slightly lower to try and hide his exposed ass. His arms still around your back as he stared at her incredulously.
“Is there something we can help you with….?” He asked, shocked she was still standing there. Her eyes hit yours as she glared daggers at you.
She didn’t even have the humility to look away from your tangled bodies. Looking at Norman now letting her eyes wander his rippled muscles down his back.
She replied innocently “I’m so sorry to interrupt Norman…” She let her eyes fall to the ground feigning shame, “It’s just there is another important phone call. They said it couldn’t wait”
“I don’t give a shit what they said!!” The anger in voice was apparent. “Don’t care if its the fucking president or there’s an atomic bomb being let off! Tell them to fuck off and leave my phone in the living room” He ordered.
“What if - “ Groaning he cut her off “I don’t care Sandy, Leave the phone on the coffee table”
Turning back to you she stood frozen for a moment “Where were we Honey” He said, His voice like velvet now.
Sandy let out a dejected huff and stormed from the room. You heard as she threw the phone onto the table and headed off down the hall to her room.
“Mmm i remember” Norman whispered, licking his lips and moving his hips eagerly again. During the time she had been in the room your high had subsided significantly.
Pressing your forehead to his, Grinding your hips down desperate to build it back up again.
Tangling your fingers back in his hair you pulled him in for a feverish kiss, Letting his tongue dance with yours. His thrusts growing faster now your walls were clenching back down on him.
Kneading your ass in his hands he gripped tighter using your hips to grind you deeper on to him, throwing your head back you mewled for him, Feeling the knot of tension starting to unravel.
“Ngghhh Fuck Norman! I’m so close!”
“Oh god, Say my name again Y/N” He groaned, hitting that deep spot in you, at your words you felt him grow hotter pulsating within you.
“Oh yes, Norman!” You moaned, Black spots clouding your vision now as you came hard for him.
Feeling you come to pieces he exploded deep within you pumping harder and faster letting every drop of his hot seed spill deeply into you.
“Oh fuck, Damn i missed you” You purred kissing him softly. Still panting from your high he lowered you to the ground. Catching you as your legs wobbled threatening to give in. Quickly taking a seat back on the stool while Norman reached down grabbing his shirt and handing it to you. Throwing it over your bare chest you smiled feeling all the upset and jealousy completely fade away while you watched your man pull just his boxers on before coming to claim your lips once more.
“I missed you more honey” Both grabbing your glasses he led you into the living room collapsing backwards onto the couch.
Sitting silently for a moment before Norman stiffened following his gaze your eyes landed on his phone. The moment that had been so perfect you knew was about to be shattered.
“So I guess now is later?” He asked, running his hand awkwardly through the back of his hair.
“Yeah…I guess it is” You could feel the awkwardness in the room as he started.
“I wasn’t ignoring any calls….I never got any. I called you and texted you…But you never replied..” Looking down and playing with the hem of his shirt. “I thought the press might have been right, And you were done with me. So i came here tonight to get answers…”
Pulling your hand into his he held it tightly. “I’ll never be done with you Y/N I love you and i can’t believe you thought i would just leave you like that… Sandy had my phone this week said you wouldn’t answer”
Rolling your eyes and letting out an angry huff.
“Of course that’s what she said. She wants you”
He scoffed at that. “No, She doesn’t, she’s just my assistant!”
“Then why did she lie to you? Why did she stop me from seeing you at the gallery? Tell me that you wouldn’t be with someone like me? Why did she tell me you weren’t home tonight before I called you?”
“Well?” You pushed. Your nose wrinkled. He just gave you a small grin.
“You know you’re really cute when your jealous”
“Don’t even try and distract me! Of course i’m bloody jealous! Have you seen her! I don’t trust her! The fact that she’s living here sleeping under the same roof as you is making me crazy!”
“Baby you’re the only one i have eyes for, Can’t you see that? I don’t know why she did all those things but i promise i’ll talk to her and i’ll keep my phone on me from now on”
Getting close to you he pulled you to his chest hugging you tightly.
“I would much rather have you living here Y/N. I don’t know how many times I have to ask you. It kills me not waking up to your face every morning.”
“Ok” You muttered feeling a smile building on your face.
“Ok…Ok? So you’ll move in?” ducking his head so he could see your eyes.
“Yess. Alright I’ll move in. But she’s got to move out! I can’t have her walking in on us like that again.”
“I’ll tell her first thing in the morning I promise!” He jumped up jostling you from your happy place on his chest. Running into the kitchen excitedly you giggled watching him run back in with a bottle of champagne and two glasses.
“We gotta celebrate right?” He asked you with a big grin. Half way through the bottle he picked up his phone again snapping a picture of you nuzzled into his bare chest still noticeably in his Ride T-shirt, Him smiling kissing your hair. He was always snapping pictures so this didn’t phase you however when he was still on his phone a minute later, You looked up and saw just as he posted it to Instagram with ‘My love’ as the caption and tagging you in it.
Grinning back at you “There now no one will think id go for a girl like her, When I’ve got someone like you” He kissed your lips happily, Sighing you guessed it was about time.
You both stayed in your celebratory bliss finishing the bottle before he dragged you off to bed for round two.
Waking up in the morning and seeing Norman still happily sleeping with a hint of a smile on his face, Your heart swelled realising that this would be the sight you would be greeted with every morning.
Sliding out of bed carefully you pulled one of his button up shirts from the top of the wash basket in the room dropping it over your head. His smell enveloping you as you made your way to the kitchen.
You saw Sandy sitting at the same counter you had made love on last night with an angry scowl on her face drinking her coffee.
Ignoring her you went straight to the cupboards locating the items you would need to make pancakes. She cleared her throat as you started humming happily to yourself whilst they cooked.
She cleared her throat again before talking a harsh tone with you. “Where is Norman’s phone” She demanded.
“Where it belongs….It’s in our room with him!. Norman will be handling his own phone from now on. Thank you Sandy…” Trying to keep your voice level and cordial. She was a nightmare but Norman was going to tell her to move out today so hopefully you would be seeing less of her soon.
“Why? What did you say to him!” She demanded again.
Whirling round to meet her eyes. “The truth.. That you had been trying to stop me from seeing my man!”
Scoffing she replied. “Please…Your man, He ain’t going to be your man much longer. He clearly wants me and I would be so much better for him than you. I saw the post on his Instagram last night, He will soon see what i see a stupid little whore who only wants attention. Just you wait he will be bored soon. From the way he looked at me last night i bet he was even thinking of me while he fucked you” She spat venomously at you.
You felt sick, You were so right, It wasn’t just jealousy twisting what she had said she really was out to try and take him from you.
“Oh fuck off Sandy. This is about what Norman wants. Get this shit out of your head. You’re his assistant no more than that” Glaring at her you continued.
“You’ve got a very high opinion of yourself haven’t you, How about instead of trying to rip me down. You concentrate on your work and leave us alone. Stop being so fucking delusional”
You felt his presence before you saw him, Unlocking your eyes from Sandy’s there was Norman, Leaning against the wall in the hallway his lounge pants hanging gorgeously from his hips. You tried to judge the emotion on his face wondering how much he heard.
When he saw he had been caught listening in he gave you a sheepish grin. Walking quickly over to you he placed his hands on your hips giving you a quick kiss on the nose.
“I woke up and you were gone, Thought last night might have been a dream” He complained. You were both ignoring the nasty bitch in the room at this point, happy in each others company.
Pointing to the pan at the side of you, and the half filled plate of pancakes. “I was bringing you breakfast, Thought you might have worked up an appetite” You replied winking.
Pulling you by the hips into him, “I’ve worked up an appetite…… Just not for pancakes. Come back to bed with me” he said, giving you that beautiful boyish smirk whilst biting his bottom lip.
He turned off the heat on the stove behind you, Sandy had stayed oddly quiet during this exchange, She would have normally interrupted out of spite. Looking at her you could see the worry etched into her face, She was also wondering how much he had heard.
Running your hand through his hair, Your lips hovering over his.
“How much did you hear?”
Closing the gap between your lips he kissed you quickly.
“Everything” He snapped his head towards Sandy now she at least had the good sense to look ashamed.
“Pack your shit, You’re fired.” he declared. You saw as she stumbled for words begging him to reconsider as he turned back away back towards you ignoring her pleads.
“C’mon love we’ve got some time to make up for” Pulling you out of the kitchen and up the stairs Sandy watched you both go with a defeated look on her face.
Wiggling your fingers at her “Leave my keys on the table as you leave….” Grinning happily as he pulled you roughly into the room.
Pushing you down on the bed. “I’m going to show you exactly who’s man i am Y/N”
You spent the entire day in bed worshipping one and other happy that you now were sure he would always just be yours.
Finally finished a new one shot! The assistant will up today so keep an eye out sorry it’s taken me so long! Had major writers block tried to start 3 different story’s and couldn’t get into it! I’ve got my usual tag list but if anyone else wants adding to it let me know! Hope your having a great day ❤️
Request: Could you do a fic where the reader and Norman are in a relationship and Norman has to go to Georgia for shooting. The reader feels that she is going to feel lonely so she borrows erotic novels and books of self pleasure from the library. Norman catches her with those books and helps her to pleasure herself. I actually saw one of these with an other actor. Thought maybe you could do one for Norman.
A/N: Hey lovelies!! Thank you to Anon for this request! It’s a bit shorter than my usual stories but it just felt right to stop when I did. I hope you guys enjoy this one! Please give it a like or a reblog if you did and as always comments are more than welcome!
It was the morning Norman was due to leave for Georgia, When he left it always put you in a bad mood. You knew it wasn’t fair on him, you also knew if you would have asked he wouldn’t leave at all.
But you would never dream of putting him in that position. You had to stop taking this bad mood out on him now. There was nothing to be done about it. He had to work and you would never want him to stop, He loved being with his walking dead family, It was just so lonely in this big house without him.
Turning back to him on the couch you came out of your sulk putting your head in his lap staring up into those blue eyes that made you weak every time.
He didn’t question it, It was like clockwork every time he went away you sulked the day before but would eventually snap out of it. He brought his hand to your hair.
“Y/N” He sighed “You know i’ll come back every weekend i can, We will still facetime everyday like normal, We will be back together before you know it” You stuck out your bottom lip at him giving him the puppy dog eyes.
“I’m just going to miss you, So fucking much.” He lent down kissing your nose “I’ll miss you too Honey” You spent your remaining few hours before he left curled up on the couch together exchanging sweet kisses and enjoying each other’s company. You had already packed his suitcase for him leaving it at the front door during your sulk.
He cleared his throat looking at his watch “Well it’s that time baby” You nodded sadly letting him up, Grasping your fingers he pulled you with him to the door, Looking out of the window at the side you could see his ride was already here.
You could feel the tears ready to spill over as he pulled you to his chest kissing your hair. While you inhaled his scent letting everything about him wash over you, Pulling back he brought you into a desperate and hungry kiss, You let your tongue dance with his happily, Moaning at the incredible feeling.
He pulled away from you again, his eyes slightly darkening hearing your moan, “I gotta go love, I’ll see you real soon. I promise” He opened the door grabbing his suitcase before pulling you back in for one more kiss.
“I love you Y/N, I’ll call you tonight ok?”
“Ok baby, Have a safe flight. I love you”
You watched him walk down the driveway, put his suitcase in the car before getting in himself, He wound the window down, blowing you a kiss as the car pulled away.
He kept his promise of face timing you at every opportunity he could, You wished you could have just gone with him but your sleazeball boss would always make sure you couldn’t get the time off when Norman was away.
Norman was sick of your boss and it was pretty much the only thing you two fought about, He wanted you to quit insisting that he had more than enough money to support you both, Even though you were only earning just above minimum wage you didn’t want to give up your independence and be a kept woman.
You had even insisted that you would pay towards the house, You couldn’t afford to give him half of the bills with the amount they came to but once you moved in with him the money you were spending on your bills at your old home you gave to him. That was another cause of a fight, Until he eventually gave in and accepted the money. Every month it went straight into one of his forgotten accounts as a nest egg for you.
Rolling your eyes at your boss’s latest remark on your body you left the building grateful to have an hour to get out of the office for a while, he had been particularly irritating today, Making almost constant comments about your ass or chest. Asking you when you were going to leave Norman and get with a man that didn’t leave you behind.Asshole, He knew he was the only reason you had been left behind.
Spotting the bookstore as you walked by you ducked in, This was one of your happy places, Whenever you needed to relax you always found yourself browsing the shelves, It was like your feet automatically knew where to take you.
It had been a long week without Norman and you were missing him more than ever, You found yourself gravitating to Erotic Novels section. You hadn’t read one of these since your relationship had begun. You already had the dream, You hadn’t ever felt the need for more stimulation before now.
Norman had rarely been alone during your calls and when he had he was so tired that you couldn’t get much more than a goodnight from him so you were feeling particularly frustrated. Rubbing your thighs together slightly at the thought you picked up the 50 shades novels, These would do the job. You hadn’t had a chance to read them yet but from what your best friend had said they were really good.
Handing them over at the desk you were a little embarrassed. The Girl working was someone you had become quite friendly with. “Ahh Norman out of town?” Your cheeks burned red.
Laughing slightly at your embarrassment “However did you guess” You quipped Chuckling again.
Paying for the books and thanking her you made your way back to work grabbing a sandwich and a coffee as you did.
Hiding the bag under your desk you quickly wolfed down your food before getting ready to start work again.
You were exhausted when you got home that night but couldn’t wait to get stuck into the books.
Placing the bag on the coffee table in the living room you took the books out before folding the bag and putting it with the others neatly.
Picking up the first book you wandered upstairs kicking off your heels as you went opening the book and started reading as you wandered up the stairs. As you got to the top you unzipped your pencil skirt leaving it where it lay, Then pulled your top with it leaving it over the banister next to you, Your eyes still glued to the book. Norman was a bit of a neat freak but with him not being home you do tend to get a little lazy.
Finally you lay on top of the bed sheets resting your hand with the book on Norman’s pillow as you continued reading hungrily making it through over 100 pages you felt your body heating up your breath getting heavier as you imagined Christian to be Norman. You were so into it you could almost feel the silk tie caressing your wrists.
That was when your hand started to wander, You couldn’t help but let out soft moans when your hand reached your ever waiting clit. Rubbing it in circles gently you carried on reading, You imagined Norman’s lips on your neck. Sucking gently, Teasing you. Getting carried away you moaned his name loudly.
Your body was desperate to feel him, You were panting harder your entire focus on the words in front of you. Mouthing them as you went you felt another jolt of pleasure run through you, Moaning his name again.
Someone clearing their throat at the door brought you out of your trance, Dropping the book you pulled your hand out of your panties looking embarrassed.
“Well love, At first seeing your clothes all over the place I thought you’d given up waiting for me, But here you are alone” He winked with one eyebrow raised.
You flushed humiliated he had caught you like this, Grabbing the blanket that was laid across the bottom of the bed you used it to cover yourself before making your way to him.
“I’m so happy your home baby”
“Mm i can tell” He dropped his voice to a gravelly whisper in your ear. “I heard you moaning my name Y/N” He gripped the blanket around you ripping it from your body. His darkened eyes staring deeply into yours. Putting his hands to your hips he pushed you back against the bed laying you down.
“Don’t stop what you were doing just because I’m here. I wanna see everything”
You gulped at his words pushing yourself back towards the pillow.
“C’mere Norman” You asked, staring at the tightening in his pants, Licking your lower lip. He kicked his shoes off, Shrugging out of his jacket. Turning his attention to his shirt he watched your eyes go wide as he slowly lifted it off.
His hand going to the button on his jeans, He froze. Leaning over you he picked up the book and handed it to you.
“Read it, Out loud.”
He walked to the end of the bed at your feet crawling up towards you he ran his fingers up your thighs. His Mouth kissing the inside on the way up to your core.
He stopped rubbing his nose gently against your throbbing clit through your panties.
“Mmm these need to come off i think” He murmured to himself before hooking his fingers in the waistband and ripping them off. He brought his mouth to your heat kissing it gently once before looking up at you through his eyelashes.
“Read Y/N”
Gasping you turned your eyes to the book, As you started reading he lapped tantalisingly slowly at your nub. Every time you stopped he did too. Soon you felt your embarrassment melt away partially wondering if you had gotten so caught up in reading that you were imagining this. You brought one hand to your nipple, tweaking it harshly. No it was definitely happening.
Hearing your breaths get shakier he thrust two fingers inside you still concentrating and swirling and sucking your aching clit.
Grinding your hips up to meet his face you could feel your legs shaking.
“Ahh….Baby…I’m gonna…”
“Keep reading” He growled nipping at you gently. Before continuing.
Trying to focus on the book again you only managed two more lines before you felt the pleasure rip through your body. Dropping the book to your chest and bringing your hands to his hair you cried out his name. Riding his fingers faster your body convulsing under the delicious feelings his mouth was giving you.
He pulled away from you now as your orgasm was subsiding. Finally undoing that damn button on his jeans he dropped them to the floor with his boxers, Revealing his huge hard cock.
Crawling over you he grabbed the book from your chest, Hurling it across the room with a loud crash. “We should do this more often Y/N….I think i may even have a silk tie or two…” You couldn’t stand it anymore leaning your mouth up to him. You bit his bottom lip gently before pushing your tongue into his waiting mouth.
He dropped his hips onto you, rubbing his hard member up and down, Sending shock waves through your body.
Moaning into his mouth you felt his hands go under your back unclasping your bra and pulling it off you, The bra now making a loud bang as it hit the wall too.
“Fuck…Baby please…I need you” You cried feeling yourself get hotter with every motion of his hips.
Grinning he let his cock fall between your legs angling it right with his hand he pushed into you slowly. “Oh fuck. always so wet and tight for me Y/N”
You let your body relax feeling your walls adjust to his incredible size.
“Oh..Baby..Yes” You moaned as he started pounding into you harder, Deeper, Faster.
He knew just how you liked it, his hand finding your sensitive clit again rubbing circles around it as he hit into you.
You groaned in disbelief when you felt him leave you. “Norman…What the fuck!” You groaned before seeing him lay down beside you.
“I wanna watch you ride me Y/N” Jumping up instantly you straddled his hips sinking back down onto him. Grinding your cores together you moaned his name again feeling him so deep in you.
Lifting his hand to your breast he cupped it harshly flicking your nipple with his thumb.
“Ya gonna cum for me again Y/N” He growled breathlessly.
He knew that whenever he did that voice you would be putty in his hands. Grinding your hips harder against him you felt him hitting that incredible spot within you. Leaning forward and putting your hands on his shoulders to steady yourself you pushed up and down on him letting him watch your chest bounce in his face.
You could feel his already hard cock throbbing getting harder ready to explode as you moaned over him.
“Fuck Y/N you love this cock don’t ya girl. God, You feel so….. fucking….. good!” He moaned panting heavily he took one of your nipples into his mouth letting out a strangled cry as you started to ride him faster now. Desperate for another release.
“Ah..Yes…Norman!!” You cried as you felt the pressure building to a new height.
Hearing you cry his name again sent him over the edge. Jolting forward he pushed himself upright with you still riding his lap. Wrapping his arms around your waist he drove you up and down as fast as he could.
Sucking on the skin above your nipple. You felt as his cock couldn’t take anymore and exploded into you while he jack hammered up into you.
The pulsing burst the dam within you screaming his name now enjoying the feeling of him smashing into you again and again.
“Oh god….Oh fuck….Mmm baby” You purred as he slowed down panting you pushed your lips back to his. “I really am so fucking happy your home”
You spent most of the weekend he was home naked in the house, Every time you tried to get dressed he tore it from you hungrily. Giving up you stayed naked teasing him as you did boring jobs around the house. He even took you while you were plating the food one night.
You were both completely insatiable.
When he left you weren’t sure you were going to be able to walk to go back to work the next morning.
He was gone for two more weeks, still calling you everyday and checking in on you before you received a delivery at work on the Thursday.
There was a huge beautiful bouquet of flowers with a small note attached.
“All my love for the most amazing woman in the world - Norman” Grinning you held it to your chest for a moment before turning to the gift bag and Cardboard box.
Curiosity getting the best of you, You decided to open the box first.
Finding a note on the top “I’ll be home Friday 7pm, Wear this, Pick a book and be waiting in bed for me. I love you. Norman”
You opened the gift bag wide enough to see a deep red set of lingerie. Stowing that quickly beneath your desk you looked further into the box seeing 12 more erotic novels, Giggling you hid this too.
Leaving the huge bouquet and card on your desk you watched as your Boss swiped the card reading it before slamming it down and walking away.
You were so excited for tomorrow that even your sleazy boss couldn’t bother you now.
Request: maybe you could do one where female reader has feelings for Daryl. And one Day Daryl brings an injured girl from the woods to the prison and becomes really close with her, which hurts the readers feelings. Also make the ending of your choice
A/N: Hey guys! another reader request! I hope i did it justice!! <3 Thank you all for reading!
Thank you for all the notes on my stories! They give me life :) If you want adding or removing from my tag list please let me know!!
When the end came you were stuck in your car on the interstate, It looked like everyone was heading towards the safe zone in Atlanta set up by the government, You could only cry tears of horror when you saw them blow the city up.
Gratefully you had found a group of like minded people to group up with setting up a camp near a quarry.
It was there you first saw him, He was gorgeous with his ruffled brown hair and dazzling blue eyes. The more you saw him the more you find yourself staring watching the way his long sinewy muscles moved in his arms when he lifted his crossbow. Hell even when he was skinning animals covered in blood and gore, He was gorgeous. You couldn’t understand why someone like him was here with well the complete opposite to him
Ugh his brother Merle, Loud and irritating Merle. You had tried for a few weeks to get closer to Daryl with Merle blocking you at every opportunity.
The first words the man ever spoke to you were “Heyyyy Sugartits, Wanna join me tonight and get our rocks off”
You had to admit even as hard as it was watching Daryl in pain when his brother had been left behind you couldn’t say you weren’t at least a little grateful.
Unfortunately it was at this point Daryl went into himself, Only really speaking when spoken to, Even then you were lucky to get a grunt out of him.
When you’d found the prison he had slowly started to come out of his shell again, He didn’t seem to mind so much when you came to sit with him, Slowly he had started to let you in.
It started with small conversations seemingly about nothing, That was until he woke you one night. You had a particularly bad nightmare, You saw the bombs, The walkers coming through the trees and your sister being eaten alive.
You were kidding yourself to think you would ever get over it, It had always been just you and her. Your parents were good for nothing and she had raised you taking the place of both of them even though she was only 9. She had died saving you, The walker had been inches from tearing out your throat when she had dived in the way. It was a debt you could never repay.
Night terrors were something you had gotten used to, Your sister used to wake you from them most nights, But to the best of your knowledge you hadn’t screamed out before.
You were screaming her name when Daryl had woken you shaking you roughly, You felt the cold beads of sweat running down your face, Your body on fire and instantly alert looking around the room hoping to see her walk through the door and comfort you.
When she didn’t you let your body sag sobbing holding your head in your hands. You had felt those arms then, The ones you had always fantasised about. Finally holding you. Melting into him you let yourself cry. Cry for all the loss of life you had suffered, Cry for the life Megan could have had if it wasn’t for you. You were to blame if it wasn’t for you she wouldn’t have become a mother so young and she would probably still be here.
Finally when your sobs had subsided you looked up into his eyes.
“I’m so sorry, I’ve soaked your shirt” You admitted embarrassed. You had liked to pretend you were stronger than this, Especially in front of him, You didn’t want him to see you as a weakling.
“S’ok, Who’s Megan?” He asked earnestly.
“She was my sister” You croaked, It hurt hearing her name after so long.
“Ya never said bout her before, She go before or…?” He trailed off
“During, She saved me just before i met you guys” Wiping the fresh tears from your face, You choked back another sob that was threatening to spill out.
C’mon Y/N what had she always told you! ‘You’re a Diamond dear, They can’t break you’
You had used this quote throughout your life, You weren’t going to let her down now, You couldn’t disappoint her, You weren’t going to let this break you, You’d live for the both of you now.
Pulling yourself upright out of his arms “I’m sorry i disturbed you Daryl. I’m ok really. Thank you”
“S’ok, I was walkin by anyway when i heard you.”
He stayed while you pulled yourself back under the covers noticing you shivering now freezing under the thin blanket.
“Move over” He stated nudging his nose up at you. Moving closer to the wall you gave him enough space to lay with you.
“C’mere” Holding his arm out to you, You gratefully snuggled into his side feeling the warmth instantly flood through you, Your eyes instantly closing.
As you were falling asleep you thought you had felt his lips brush your hair, But sleep overtook you before you could question it.
When you woke the next morning he was gone, But you noticed another slightly thicker blanket covering you. It could have only been Daryl, Smiling as you pulled the material to your face smelling it.
Definitely Daryl you could smell his familiar musk all over it, You frowned slightly hoping he wasn’t giving up his own warmth for you.
Getting up you grabbed the blanket folding it neatly walking to Daryl’s Cell you found it empty. So you placed it neatly on his bed noticing that it did seem to be his only one.
Grabbing a piece of paper and a pencil from the small desk in the corner you scribbled a note to leave with it.
Deciding to leave it simple “Thank you” is all you wrote leaving on top of the blanket you left the cell hoping he wouldn’t catch you inside. As you grabbed your breakfast from Carol you sat outside in the morning sun spotting Daryl across the field, He seemed busy breaking up pieces of wood.
Watching him you felt yourself going into a daydream. It still felt like you were right there in his arms, His hot breath on your cheek, His beautiful blue eyes looking into yours like you were the only girl in the world. You imagined now what it would have been like to have those coarse lips push to yours, To have him pull you into his chest. To have your fingers explore that incredible chest.
You were broken from your daydream by someone shaking you, Groaning slightly you looked up to see him over you, Your face instantly heating up.
“Come with me” He grunted at you nodding towards the field. Silently you stood forgetting all about your breakfast now following behind him you made your way to the place he had been busy earlier.
He moved out of your way motioning to the ground in front of him, You watched him for a moment as he nervously pushed his hand through his hair.
“What’dya think Y/N” He asked breaking your reverie again.
Pulling your eyes from his, You looked down to see a small cross sticking out of the ground, Inspecting it closer you saw the words “Megan, Lovin Sister”
Your tears fell heavily from your eyes
“Oh shit, Y/N m’sorry didn mean to upset ya. Jus thought ya should have somewhere to remember her”
Taking the small step towards him you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him to you. He froze for a moment before reciprocating the embrace.
“You are so sweet Daryl, This means everything to me. Thank you, Thank you so much” Your voice heavy with emotion. You felt him fully relax now knowing you weren’t upset with him.
Not sure how long you had both stayed there he finally pulled away from you.
Running his hand over the back of his neck awkwardly.
“Well, I’ll uh let ya have ya time”
You nodded at him, turning back to the cross in the ground, kneeling down you ran your fingers over the words gently. Reaching under your shirt you pulled out one of the necklaces you wore hooking it over the top. You had taken this from her body once the walkers had cleared. You had the same one.
It was just a small silver heart on a silver chain, She had bought them for you both when you turned 10 and there wasn’t a day either of you had taken it off. You smiled seeing a piece of her there.
Standing you went back to your table finishing your breakfast with a smile on your face. As if you didn’t already have the biggest crush on Daryl Dixon. His thoughtfulness and how sweet he had been to you the night before were threatening to turn it into love. He was definitely someone you could see yourself falling for hard. If you weren’t already. Feeling your heart swell. Maybe you were.
Daryl had spent a few more nights with you after that night just laying with you sharing his warmth. He had to be the best hot water bottle you had ever had the pleasure of sharing a bed with. You hoped this had meant maybe he might feel something more than friendship for you.
Guys didn’t just act like this for just their friends did they? You knew If you wanted this to progress any further you would need to take baby steps, He was like a fawn, If you moved too quick and he would dart away.
He seemed to always have a smile and a warm hug reserved for you, You watched as he lit up when you entered a room, Just as you always had for him.
The prison had started to run low on food, Which you knew meant Daryl would be going out on a hunting trip soon, The thought bothered you. He always went alone and it would leave you holding your breath until he returned.
Like he had read your mind he came to you then giving you a short hug when you held your arms out for him.
Once you had separated he looked at you seriously “Gotta go out, Should only be a day or two” He handed you the blanket he had been carrying.
“Stay warm ok?”
“What about you? Your going to need it out there in the cold”
He shrugged “Nah ill be fine, Don’t want it getting wet”
You nodded sadly at him.
Following him out to the gate watching as he pulled a poncho from the bike pulling it over himself before slipping his crossbow over the top.
You couldn’t stop yourself from throwing your arms around him again.
“Come back to me safe Daryl” You kissed the corner of his mouth before letting go.
He looked slightly awkward again as he nodded at you giving you a small smile before starting up his bike and taking off.
Watching with his blanket in your arms you hugged it to you as you watched him ride away until you could no longer see him.
Curling up in bed that night you used his blanket partially as a pillow hugging it into your chest smelling his scent imagining he was there with you.
He was late back, As you got on with the chores around the prison you found your eyes never straying too far from the gate, Getting more and more worried as the days went on.
It was on the fifth day you thought you saw something in the trees, When nothing else moved for a moment you tore your eyes away. There it was again what was that?
After a few minutes of waiting you saw him fully he looked exhausted, blood covering his arms.
In your relief at seeing him home you had completely glossed over the woman he was carrying. He seemed to be talking to her as her face was close to his, Her arms around his neck. Running forward you helped Carl open the gate.
Daryl didn’t seem to notice you there turning to Carl with the woman in his arms. He demanded “Get Hershel” , his voice harsh and urgent.
He stumbled slightly before regaining his footing. “It’s ok, I got ya” He murmured to the woman before taking off with her to the prison leaving you to close the gates alone.
Once the gate was fully secured you took off running after them, Walking into the block you heard the commotion before you saw it, Following the noise up the block you found them in the second to last cell.
Standing awkwardly at the door you watched as Daryl was knelt by her bedside holding her hand while Hershel looked her over.
You knew you had no right to feel the things you were feeling watching this, He wasn’t yours. You didn’t have any claim over him yet the jealousy at watching him hold onto someone other than you, Giving her the caring beautiful look you thought had been reserved for you. The jealousy was overbearing.
Shaking your head you tried to concentrate on your relief at seeing him back in one piece.
“Daryl…?” His eyes finally met yours now he gave you a small hasty smile before turning his eyes back to the woman lay in the bed.
Trying to get his attention again “Daryl..Can i see you for a minute?”
The woman in the bed pulled him to her now.
“No please you can’t leave me” While giving you a look of disgust.
He wrapped his arms around her “s’ok I’m here”
He didn’t even look at you now, You locked eyes with the woman, Now Daryl was in her arms she gave you a smug smile, feeling the tears building up behind your eyes, Turning on your heel you left running up the stairs to your cell.
Folding the blanket not really knowing why her smugly smiling at you had angered you so much.
You copied your action’s from the first night, Walking to his Cell you went inside intending to leave it on his bed.
Daryl found you there. Hurriedly he held his hand out for the blanket. Giving it to him he murmured a small thanks before heading away from you again back to that woman.
If you thought you were angry before this took the cake, You left through the closest door so you didn’t have to walk past them again.
You stayed away from both of them now, You watched as they took their meals together like you had, She was always laughing at something he said and touching him.
You watched as she pushed her body closer to his at every opportunity. Jealousy ripping through you, Before this you had been the only person he had let into his bubble, The only person who could hold him.
After around a week of watching him help her around with her twisted ankle. Playing the damsel in distress card. You had had enough of spending your days sullenly watching them from afar and crying into your pillow at night. You were so angry you had let yourself fall for him.
What would a man like that ever want with someone like you? When she was there, She was stunningly beautiful. You could see why he wanted her instead of you.
Letting your anger flow through you, You headed straight for the fence, Slipping in between Carol and Maggie you grabbed an iron bar and started stabbing every walker you could see.
After you had taken down 20 walkers within a few minutes Maggie grabbed your arm.
“Y/N everything alright?” Carol was also looking at you with worry.
“Just peachy…. Gonna go clear over there”
Walking away from the two you headed to an area of the fence where you could be alone, You cleared that area pretty quickly too moving on to the next part of the fence you finally let the angry tears fall.
This woman had been in your prison for 10 minutes before he’d already forgotten about you. Why did you let yourself fall for this man, Clearly he had just been being nice to you. You wracked your brain trying to think of a moment where he actually seemed to share your feelings.
He probably just thought of you as a friend but somehow that was worse, As you let your brain get distracted with him again you felt something grip on your hair.
Trying to pull your head away in panic a walker had managed to get his arm through the chain fence and was pulling you closer to him, Pulling harder now you felt as the walker ripped out a chunk of your hair, Fuck it hurt and you could already feel the blood coming down your scalp.
Angrily you pulled your knife from your belt stabbing him through the eye. You yelled “FUCK YOU” in his face.
It was like you were in a frenzy, taking down more and more walkers until you felt your arms were going to give in. Looking around there were only a few stragglers left, They were too far away to get with the bar.
Walking towards the gate you pulled your knife from your belt shouting to the man on guard to open the gate.
Running over to the stragglers you quickly took them down, Enjoying how good it felt to kick and punch at them now too. Taking a deep breath you whirled around when you felt someone behind you, Holding your knife aloft you came face to face with Carol.
“Woah Y/N It’s just me. You’ve done enough. Let’s get you inside to look at that head” Feeling the pain return now your adrenaline was wearing down you nodded and let her pull you back inside and up to the prison.
Walking into your Cell you finally took a look at yourself in the small mirror, You were covered head to toe in walker blood. Feeling your head go slightly dizzy you stumbled back taking a seat on the metal chair.
You heard Carol approach the Cell below, Where they were…
“Hershel, Are you busy?”
“Just about done here Carol, Your ankle seems to be all healed up now. Everything okay Carol?” He could see the blood on her hands from pulling you up here.
“Oh i’m fine! Its Y/N”
“Y/N?” You heard a panicked voice. Carol was shouting after Daryl trying to calm him down. In his haste to get to you he managed to tear the sheet you had been using for privacy fully down, You watched it fall to the ground as he took in your appearance.
He was on you in an instant, grabbing each of your arms and shaking you slightly your eyes still on the sheet on the floor refusing to meet his.
“Y/N! What happened? Where are ya hurt” Shaking you more urgently now “Y/N talk to me!”
“M’fine Daryl” You muttered. Herschel hobbled into the room then shooing Daryl away as he stood in front of you. Carol at his side.
“I think they got her head” She put her hand gently on your face revealing the still bleeding section of your scalp that was missing.
Carol held the rest of your hair out of the way while Hershel went about cleaning your scalp, Letting a hiss escape through your teeth as you felt the alcohol solution burn your head.
Hershel gave you a small smile muttering his apology before continuing cleaning it out. Pressing a clean bandage he wrapped it around to staunch the bleeding.
Peering down at you he asked if there were any other injuries, You shrugged looking at yourself you honestly weren’t sure.
Carol took over then “Let’s get you in the shower and we can get a better idea hmm?”
Groaning you were exhausted, Now your muscles were finally relaxing you could feel the burn running through them from the over exertion.
Stumbling to your feet you felt your knees give way before someone’s arms were suddenly around you. Looking up you saw Daryl pick you up carrying you bridal style towards the showers. As you got closer you tried to argue with him “Put me down Dixon” You spat “I can walk..”
“I’ll put ya down Y/N when we get there” He carried you straight to the stall. Putting your feet on the ground standing back and watching you grab the wall for support.
“Well are you just gonna watch or can i at least be allowed to shower alone?” You asked him, raising your eyebrow.
He looked embarrassed now turning around “I’ll uh go get ya a towel” He walked to the other side of the room and returned hooking the towel over the door.
“Should probably get one myself now ya’ve covered me in blood” He let out a small chuckle looking at you through his eyelashes, Looking for some kind of response.
Closing the door behind you, You turned away from him and turned the shower on letting it run over your still clothed body.
Daryl took the hint and walked to the other side of the block of showers stripping off and standing under the water himself.
When you heard his clothes hitting the side wall where he hung them you felt yourself blush.
You started burning up thinking about him only feet away from you full naked. What you wouldn’t have given to have x ray vision right about now.
Trying to concentrate on the task at hand you squeezed the water out of your clothes taking them off and letting them slap to the floor fully naked now. You thought you heard his breathing change, The room was silent except for the running water. His breathing was definitely deeper and sharper.
Without meaning to you let out a small whimper when the water hit your scalp soaking through the bandage and making it burn all over again. You heard the stall door behind you open.
“Y/N? Are ya ok?”
“Fuck… Daryl get out I’m Naked!”
You felt his hands on your shoulders, Your arms covering what you could of your body you turned to face him.
He was staring into your eyes looking for any more signs of pain “Are Ya ok woman?”
You nodded blushing when you saw that he was fully naked too. Averting your eyes picking a spot on the wall to stare at.
“Told ya i was fine, What do you care? You can leave now”
He froze for a second with his hands still on your shoulders. You could almost hear his mind turning. He was so close you could feel the water droplets reflecting from your skin to his, His warm breath on your face.
Your mind started going fuzzy while you were fighting with your eyes not to look at him.
One of his hands moved to your cheek, turning your head to face him. “I miss ya Y/N” he whispered as your eyes finally met.
You could feel your eyes going blurry with tears trying to stop them from slipping over, Daryl noticed this putting his thumb to the side of your eye wiping away a tear.
“I wanted to do this when i got back, But well ya know what happened”
He pushed his lips to yours gently, It was your turn to freeze. Putting your hands on his chest you pushed him away from you.
“You need to leave, Your girl will be looking for you” Trying to hide the hurt in your voice.
He scoffed pulling you close again “Kat? She aint my girl. Ya are Y/N” he said confidently.
When you didn’t reply he mumbled “Well i thought ya would be….Thought it were obvious”
You looked at him nervously remembering how naked you both were again.
“Can we have this conversation when were not soo…..”
“Nah we can have it now Y/N. Did i read this wrong? Do ya not want me back?”
“I do Daryl, But i can’t compete with her..”
He chuckled slightly “There ain’t no competition Darlin, I couldn’t give a shit who was here, Ya would be the only one i’d see, Ya are the most amazing woman in the world”
You resolve crashed around you at his words, Pushing your face back to him and kissing him back finally!. Letting him wrap his arms around you and pull you close.
You let your arms fall from your chest pulling them up around his neck pulling him to you desperately now.
After a few minutes you broke away gasping for air. “You’re the only one for me too, From the second we met”
“I’m falling for you Dixon” You admitted nervously. He grinned at you widely before pushing his lips back to your mouth, He let his hands wander now he pushed them slowly from your face down your back to your waist.
You felt his cock growing harder the longer your embrace lasted. Soon it had sprung upwards and was resting on your stomach.
He looked embarrassed now, “I want ya Y/N That ok?”
“I want you too, I want to feel you everywhere, Touch me Daryl” You purred before kissing him hungrily.
After your permission he was like a man possessed, His fingers must have run over every inch of your skin, his lips following not far behind. He had left a few possessive marks down your skin on your neck.
You didn’t care, you wanted them all to see that you were his now. Fucking Finally!
Feeling his lips back at your neck with his hands on your ass he had turned you into a mewling mess. He moved his hands under your ass now pulling you upwards, By instinct you wrapped your legs around his hips feeling him throbbing now between you.
He pushed you gently against the divider between your stall and the next, You found yourself grinding onto him.
Loving the feeling of his arousal against your throbbing clit. You moaned into his mouth, you’re tongue desperately fighting with his.
He moved your hips away panting again “Ya sure Y/N? Ya need ta tell me now if not, I can’t fight this much longer”
“Mmm I’m sure. Stop fighting Daryl. I’ve waited too long, Take me…Pleasee… ”
He let a deep growl escape his throat as he positioned you over him sinking into you with one hit.
“Oh fuck!” You cried out feeling him slowly retreating out of you before slamming back in again.
He chuckled slightly “Shh Ya don’t want them to hear us”
Your head fell to his shoulder biting down to try and stifle the next moan ripping through your body as his pace increased.
Your hands in your hair gripping onto him tightly as you felt yourself unwinding with him, Pushing your head off his shoulder you arched your chest into his loving the sensation his huge cock was having on your tight pussy.
It only took a few more hurried thrusts before you both came undone in each other’s arms. Your lips met his again kissing him deeply while you rode out your high, He let out an animalistic growl as he came deep in you.
You stayed in each other’s arms for a few more minutes panting not wanting this moment to end. Tapping his shoulders and laughing “I think we should finish showering now there going to wonder what’s going on”
He groaned, putting you back on your feet, Grabbing the soap from the side.
He pushed his lips close to your ear, his gravelly voice sending more shivers down your spine.
“I was just double checking for walker bites…..” He started washing you in small circles before handing you the soap and letting you wash him.
Once you were both fully clean you looked around in panic “Shit… Don’t suppose you grabbed any extra clothes?”
He shook his head “Wait here” Drying himself quickly you watched sadly as he went and grabbed his pants pulling them on quickly throwing his shirt into the basket for washing and left.
When he returned he was wearing a shirt again and passed you a bundle of clothes.
“Really?” You asked looking at his button up shirt and boxers.
He grinned nodding eagerly “Yea, Really I’ve always imagined you in that shirt” He winked.
“Oh well if i’m making a dream come true Mr Dixon how could i say no” You winked back.
“Hurry up Carol and Hershel are lookin for ya” You sighed wishing you could stay here for the rest of the day with him wrapped in your own little naked bubble. Pulling the shirt on first. You slowly buttoned it up keeping your eyes trained on him as you swayed your hips slightly.
“Fuck girl, If ya don’t hurry up we aint gonna be leaving here” You giggled picking up his boxers bending over deeply pulling them over your feet. He was behind you now. He knelt down and kissed your still wet folds pushing his tongue inside for a second making you gasp with pleasure before pulling away grabbing the boxers at your feet and pulling them up.
“I needed ta taste ya… Mmm i’ll be havin that later” He growled in your ear before giving your ass a harsh slap. “C’mon the sooner we get this over with the sooner i can have that sweet pussy again”
You picked up your soaking clothes hoping you got most of the blood out of them earlier putting them in the basket with his. You would come back and grab both of your laundry later and do it yourself. You didn’t want Carol or one of the others to have to deal with it.
“Ready?” you asked, stopping at the door.
He pushed his lips to you once more, swirling his tongue lovingly in your mouth before letting you go, grasping the door handle and pulling you both out of your bubble.
As you both walked back onto the block you felt her eyes on you instantly glaring at your attire.
“Darrrryylll?” She whined running up to you both and slinging her arms around his neck ignoring you completely.
Fucking really! You gave him a look and continued walking through the middle of the block all eyes were now on Daryl and Kat behind you. Some looked at you sadly as you walked away clearly upset.
“Fuck sake, Gerrof Kat!”
“Why baby…Thought you’d want to take me somewhere….private now you’ve finished babysitting her..”
He called your name pushing her off you and running back to your side. Grabbing you by the hips he span you around into his arms.
Forgetting about the people watching he pressed his lips to yours “I’m yours Y/N, Ya said ya were fallin….Well i already fell, I fuckin love ya”
Grinning at him “Oh Daryl… I Love you too” He kissed you hungrily lifting you slightly off your feet in excitement.
Once you broke from the kiss Kat was glaring daggers at you, You gave her a smug smile. “You wanna take me somewhere private…Baby” You winked teasingly at him.
“Fuck yeah i do” Picking you back up bridal style again you passed Carol on the stairs.
“About time” She commented with a raised eyebrow and a knowing grin.
Giggling you let him pull you back into your Cell again putting you on the bed he turned taping the blanket back up.
“C’mere honey”
He made love to you again, Making sure from that day on wards that you would never question his love for you again.
Felix came up behind and turned on the light again. “What is there I haven’t seen that you want to hide in the darkness, Marinette?” He asked skeptically. Right. They saw each other naked in the middle of the university. But it wasn’t the same as being really naked! Marinette could actually see her own clothes and she was supposed to take them off now. In front of Felix.
ch. 5 preview: For a moment, Marinette lost her coordination from the powerful blow, but immediately tried to get up, leaning on the strong arms of her partner, who was already there to help her.
“Chat!” Ladybug exclaimed, upset that Chat left the fight and they could lose the akuma again. “We can’t let the akuma g…!” She continued, and fell silent as her eyes found the akuma involved in a fight with Chat Noir on the other side of the street. *** FOR EARLY ACCESS - pleas check patreon.com/san_fics
“Don’t disappoint the audience, man!” Kim encouraged him. “And the sound of her moaning my name as her nipple stiffens in my mouth and her walls clench around my fingers.” Felix finished and winked at Rose.
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For some time, Marinette was vaguely aware that their classmates were watching them, and she slightly remembered that she was going to enjoy the fact that she could kiss Felix in front of everyone…
But Felix’s kiss quickly pushed all extraneous thoughts out of her perception… * p.24 Preview:
Marinette: am i going to have to get into my pants to turn it on and off???
Felix: no
Felix: it has a remote control
Marinette: but there is no remote control in the box
Felix: because i have it
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Marinette: what did Adrien say?
Marinette: did he answer his phone?
Marinette: Chloe said he didn’t answer to her
Felix: he doesn’t have his phone
Marinette: did they take his phone???
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“How did you two cross paths…?” He asked suspiciously. Then he looked back at Felix and his eyes widened in shock. “Wait… don’t tell me that… she is your fiancé!”
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“Oh, don’t give me that look, Marinette.” Felix said in an annoyed voice. “You can see me naked, so you can’t even deny that you dreamed about it happening.” He rolled his eyes. “And here I’ve been told that we will solve the problem like adults do…”
ch. 4 Preview: Marinette gasped at the unexpected sensation. Is this what was supposed to happen?!
“What are you doing?!” She exclaimed, turning her head slightly to him. *** EARLY ACCESS on patreon.com/san_fics
“Now you are my sex slave.” Ladybug said, turning to his cock. “I will stop when I want.” She said looking into his eyes and licked her lips. “Works both ways.”
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p.7 Preview: “Now that you’ve started flirting like a grown woman, Sunshine boy will be yours in no time!” Alya assured her friend. Marinette opened her mouth to protest, but was interrupted by the sharp sound, coming from behind. The girls turned to Felix, who stood up abruptly, looking pissed off. *** EARLY ACCESS onpatreon.com/san_fics
Marinette: am i going to have to get into my pants to turn it on and off??? Felix: no Felix: it has a remote control Marinette: but there is no remote control in the box Felix: because i have it
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Next chapter - June 16th!
p.25 Preview:
Marinette: what did Adrien say?
Marinette: did he answer his phone?
Marinette: Chloe said he didn’t answer to her
Felix: he doesn’t have his phone
Marinette: did they take his phone??? * ch. 26 preview:
“How did you two cross paths…?” He asked suspiciously. Then he looked back at Felix and his eyes widened in shock. “Wait… don’t tell me that… she is your fiancé!”
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“You interfered too!” Felix protested again.
“I can protect myself!” Ladybug argued.
Felix grabbed the dog miraculous from her hands.
“Now I can too!” He said firmly.
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“Marinette!” Felix exclaimed, catching her with a deft movement, preventing the girl from falling.
She straightened up, vaguely aware that something was off in the way his voice sounded, the man hid his emotions and pulled back slightly from her.
“Miss Dupain-Cheng that is.” Felix said with a stern, emotionless face.
Marinette looked at him attentively, suspicion creeping into her mind. *** FOR EARLY ACCESS to upcoming chapters and drafts of upcoming fics please checkpatreon.com/san_fics
For a moment, Marinette lost her coordination from the powerful blow, but immediately tried to get up, leaning on the strong arms of her partner, who was already there to help her.
“Chat!” Ladybug exclaimed, upset that Chat left the fight and they could lose the akuma again. “We can’t let the akuma g…!” She continued, and fell silent as her eyes found the akuma involved in a fight with Chat Noir on the other side of the street.
She turned her head sharply towards the one who was helping her to her feet and came face to face with a dumbfounded Felix.
“Hey, Lila!” Adrien exclaimed, waking up from his thoughts. “That’s too much!” “What do you think Alix and Kim are doing right now in the classroom?” Lila retorted. “At least they are alone…” Adrien protested weakly. “Do you want me to dare Marinette to kiss your cousin alone in the classroom?” Lila teased, clearly anticipating what her opponent’s response would be.
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p.24 Preview:
Marinette: am i going to have to get into my pants to turn it on and off???
Felix: no
Felix: it has a remote control
Marinette: but there is no remote control in the box
Felix: because i have it
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p.25 Preview:
Marinette: what did Adrien say?
Marinette: did he answer his phone?
Marinette: Chloe said he didn’t answer to her
Felix: he doesn’t have his phone
Marinette: did they take his phone???
*
p.26 Preview:
“How did you two cross paths…?” He asked suspiciously. Then he looked back at Felix and his eyes widened in shock. “Wait… don’t tell me that… she is your fiancé!” *
p.27 Preview:
“You interfered too!” Felix protested again.
“I can protect myself!” Ladybug argued.
Felix grabbed the dog miraculous from her hands.
“Now I can too!” He said firmly.
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