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sai-int · 1 year ago

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i’m thinking about making my smut debut, any words of encouragement so i don’t chicken out??

also since you asked for asks, how do you think daryl dixon would react to you subtly teasing him all day?

hi there! PLEASE make your smut debut you wont regret it! it's so nice to just put something out in the world that's your own and see that other people enjoy it as well! my words of advice: don't over think it too much! just write what comes to mind and hit the post button. not everyone's always gonna like what you write, and you might not always blow up, but at least one person will enjoy it! tag me in your first smut !

summary - daryl's a tease

⟡ wordcount - 994

⟡ a/n - gn!reader, swearing, suggestive, daryl's kinda mean, but this is pretty mild, I flipped the ask around a little, just a fun little ovulation drabble, ps Lana + writing smut is magical

he'd pick up on how needy you were from the get go. your longing stares, the way you didn't want him to leave the sheets you were both wrapped up in when the sun came up. he knew.

he stood up from the bed, the soft glow from the sun illuminating his sculpted body as he maneuvered around the room, sliding his clothes on his body. in your early morning daze, he could've easily been a fallen angel.

more like an incubus. his pants hung low on his waist as he pushed his belt through the loops, your eyes following his v-line, memorizing the way his waist tapered ever so slightly.

"wanna picture, sweetheart?" he rasped, haphazardly putting on that one black t-shirt that nearly choked his biceps. the same one that you had expressed a specific fondness of just a few nights ago, moments before you tore it off him.

your face flushed at his comment, your eyes meeting. you noticed the smug smile that adorned his lips. he knew.

🌙

you'd find him chopping up some firewood in the middle of Alexandria, the early afternoon causing him to sweat so much that you'd question if he'd just jumped in the lake.

but to your hungry eyes, it'd be no different if he had oiled himself up, stripped himself bare, and had "come get me" written on his back. his muscles were glistening and bulging with each blow of the axe, the sunlight giving his skin a honey-like glow.

you'd watch him- no, gaze at him like a wolf preying on an elk, ready to pounce. his shirt clung to him like second skin, each one of his muscles rippling with each swinging motion. fuck.

he knew exactly what he was doing. the number the hot summer sun was doing on him was incomparable to the holes your eyes were burning into his skin.

the sneaky mother fucker turned his head directly to you, right as the axe was about to come down on yet another log. with a quick blow to the wood, he threw the axe down, turning to look at you once more with a shit-eating smirk. your mouth fell agape. that little shit.

he turned away, wiped forehead, tied the upper half of his hair up into a bun, and practically sauntered down the street and into your shared house.

you had subtly crossed your legs, trying to stop the filth that plagued your mind. as the seconds passed, you became increasingly aware of the heat that radiated from your cheeks and core. your panties were soaked and glued to your heat as you shifted.

in all actuality, he hadn't been doing anything too outlandish- at least not anything he hasn't done before. he just wanted to see you squirm. you stood up from the bench you had been sitting on and walked toward your home.

you knew he'd be there, you just hoped he'd give you what you wanted- no. what you needed. you advanced toward your house, wearily opening the door with a click. you walked into the quiet house and shut the door behind you. the shower was running upstairs.

the clock striked 4 as you made your way up the stairs. each step echoed in your head as your body radiated heat. you took your shoes off at the top of the steps, probably in hopes that you could take him by surprise, but who knows. you were as rational as your thoughts were pure. when you peaked in the door way, you could see the shower curtain drawn shut, but the mirror revealed just the slightest bit of his back, the water cascading down it.

you stripped yourself of your clothes, the humidity mingling with the sheen of sweat on your body. you opened the curtain, stepping in to the shower behind him. your arms snaked around his waist, your head resting against his back. the smell of soap and his natural scent sent shivers down your spine.

you held him tightly, pressing your body impossibly close to his, hoping he'd understand how badly you needed him. being impossibly stronger than you, he turned around in your grasp, his hands pulling your waist and chest firmly against his.

he looked in to your eyes, brushing a wet strand of hair behind your ear. "so needy f' me today, hm?" he cooed so sweetly as his large hands sunk down to the meat of your hip, his grip possessive. you looked into him, bobbing your head up and down and suddenly feeling small under his gaze. you snaked your arms around his neck in efforts to bring him closer.

if anyone was the wolf here, it was him. his lips lingered so close to yours as his eyes flickered to your eyes, lips, your bare frame, and at anything else you had to offer him.

your body was buzzing. you could feel your knees growing weak in his embrace as if he was holding you up with just his regard. you were sure you could feel yourself dripping down your leg. it was almost if he could sense how viscerally you craved him. your hands fell to his shoulders, gripping tightly onto his tense muscles.

he placed a chaste kiss to your shoulder, your head instantly tilting to allow him as much of you as he wanted. he trailed his kisses toward your neck, kissing your pulse in the process. he smirked softly as he felt how wildly your heart was beating. his scruff tickled your neck just right, only making you grip him tighter. you swore you could cum in that moment.

his kisses grew sloppy, his own breathing growing deeper as he felt his cock throb at the sound of your ragged breaths. he kissed your ear and whispered to you as he shut the water off.

"wait f' me in the room"

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