rotgirll

[rotgirll]

Hiii! Idk if you are taking requests or not but this thing has been on my mind for so long now and I just want to see it be real. Can you do a fic where the reader is 20 year old virgin saving herself from marriage, she's shy, innocent, and oblivious, but she eager to obey Rick. I was hoping for stepdad!rick and maybe a little perv!rick. He has a corruption kink and can just add a slight daddy kink to whole fic? Thanks!

Ik this is a tall order but If you don't want to it I would completely understand if you choose to ignore this ask or whatever, thanks again!

𝗽𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗰𝗮𝗹𝘆𝗽𝘀𝗲- 𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘅 𝗳!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 :) 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 <33

♱ 18+, 𝘮𝘥𝘯𝘪

it almost felt like wherever you went, those piercing blue eyes were always watching you, their gaze burning into your skin. yet, every single time you'd catch his stare- he never faltered, maintaining unbroken eye contact until he was forced to peel his view away from you. it just seemed as if he held an unshakable curse on you.

"mom!" you called out, your voice resonating through the house as you trudged down the stairs with a scowl etching on your face. as you turned the corner to the kitchen, you caught sight of her by the sink, engrossed in the book she held in her hands.

"how do you keep losing my underwear in the laundry?" you exclaimed, placing your hands on your hips, frustration evident in your voice.

"I don't know, honey" she replied, absentmindedly, still buried in her book. it was evident she wasn't listening to any word you were saying.

with a roll of your eyes, a pout formed on your lips- trying to express your frustrations.

"mom," you protested, exasperation lacing your voice, "you're not even listening to me!" you gestured emphatically, hoping to capture her attention away from the book that seemed to snag her focus entirely.

she raised her head abruptly, fixing you with a pointed look. "you're twenty years old, can't you do your own laundry?"

a huff fell escaped your sulking lips. "that's a stupid argument, mom!"

"you know what," she declared, the thud of her book hitting the table punctuating her words, "I don't even do the laundry, your father does"

your face twisted into a nasty scowl at her words, and you crossed your arms in defiance, leaning against the wall. "he is not my father" you interjected, firmly.

she opened her mouth, likely preparing to retort with some cutting words, or even to shout them directly at you. but fortunately, you were saved by the unmistakable sound of the front door slamming shut.

her demeanour shifted suddenly, the scowl fading from her face as she perked up, swiftly composing herself to appear presentable for the man about to enter. you could already feel the weight of his piercing blue eyes burning holes into your back.

"hi, rick!" she called out, her tone dripping with sweetness. you rolled your eyes, disgust painting your face as they shared what seemed like a 'romantic' hug. 

exhaling with frustration, you pivoted on your heels and ascended back up the stairs with purpose, acutely aware of those same lingering eyes boring into the backs of your thighs. their murmured conversation blurred into the background as you reached your bedroom, slamming the door behind you with a resolute thud.

a series of insistent knocks sounded on your door a while later. just while you found yourself knee-deep in a sea of clothing, frantically rummaging through drawers in search of an outfit for the party you'd been invited to the next day. an irritated grumble slipped from your lips, frustrated by the unwelcome interruption.

"come in" you shouted, the lack of enthusiasm evident in your tone. 

the door handle twisted slowly, prompting you to turn your head to see who was entering. your eyes immediately fixated on his. you adjusted your posture, stealing a quick glance at yourself in the mirror- just like your mother.

"it's late" he broke the silence with his gravely voice.

"uh.. yeah, i'm just looking for an outfit" you stammered, feeling your heart rate quicken as he stepped closer.

a breathy laugh escaped his mouth as his teasing words followed "what for? I think those frilly pyjama shorts look great"

your mind spun, too preoccupied with biting your nails to take any note of what he said. you didn't want him to see the heat that suddenly spread across your face.

"yeah.." your voice came out airy, he could tell you didn't seem to pay much attention to his words.

"well.." he began, his hand resting gently on your shoulder. "your mom and I are about to watch a movie. you're welcome to join us anytime" 

that was it, he shut the door- leaving you standing alone in the middle of the room, a tingling sensation coursing through your body. maybe you would like to join them.

so, that's exactly what you did. you weren't oblivious; you could hear their faint voices through the floorboards. one film seamlessly led into another, and as your mother indulged in several glasses of wine, you concluded that she had drifted off to sleep

that's when you decide to prowl into the living room, spotting the exact scenario you had pictured in your head. your mother was, indeed, curled up next to rick while the movie still continued to play on the television.

it appeared that your attempt at quiet prowling wasn't as stealthy as you had hoped; a creak echoed into the room as you inadvertently stepped on a loose floor tile. you cursed under your breath, scrunching your face up in annoyance as you peered towards them, only to find ricks blue eyes staring right into yours. 

he gave a silent nod of his head, acknowledging your presence. however, you felt almost frozen in place, your mind racing too fast to even be able to give a response. he suddenly began to stir, you watched him with curiosity and apprehension. with careful movements, he managed to manoeuvre around your sleeping mother, eventually making his way over to where you stood.

however, to your surprise, he didn't stop in front of you like you'd anticipated. instead, he strolled past, ascending up the staircase. so, against your own judgment, you naively trailed behind him.

you followed him into their shared bedroom, your steps as quiet as possible. despite your efforts, he must have known you were there because he didn't seem surprised when he turned around to find you standing there.

not a word was exchanged between the two of you; you simply stood there in the dark, enveloped by the silence, for what felt like an eternity. as time ticked by, you began to wonder if he was sleepwalking, a wave of embarrassment washing over you at the thought of having followed a sleeping man around the house just because you were enticed by his presence.

but, before you could succumb to self-pity and retreat to your room, he made a sudden move in the darkness. you jumped as his cold hand met the bare skin of your shoulder.

"you're such a pretty little thing" his low voice startled you, almost making you jump out of your skin.

"so, innocent" he continued, his hand trailing a path over your neck. "shame you're such a brat"

his words almost stung. you were always enticed by his presence, and he thought you were a brat? 

you swallowed, attempting to muster up some confidence. "I'm not a brat" you insisted, though your words still came out weak. 

"oh, yeah?" he teased, his hand edging closer to the top of your breasts. "that's not what your mother tells me"

his words made your heart drop, a pit settling in your stomach while you were reminded of the situation you were now in. your hand hurriedly grasped his, just before it began to sink lower into the valley of your breasts.

"w-we can't.." although you tried to tell him to stop, the light in your words died. 

"oh?" he raised an eyebrow teasingly. "but you've been such a brat, don't you want to apologise to your daddy?" 

"your not my daddy" your words were mumbled. they were so quiet, you weren't even sure if you said them. 

"be a good girl and get on your knees" he whispered, his deep voice right by your ear. 

a debate raged through your head. it would be so, so wrong if you obeyed his orders, but god- have you been wanting it for so long. you'd be lying if you said you haven't fallen asleep to the fantasy of him pounding his fat cock into your little virgin cunt.

those thoughts only spurred you on to sink onto your knees, the thought of making him proud sat at the front of your mind. 

"good girl" he growled, and a tingling sensation ran to your core. 

"you gonna be good for daddy?" he asked, his hand stroking your cheek. 

you nodded your head, his touch radiating heat onto your skin. 

"words" he demanded, the growl back in his voice. 

"i'll be a good girl" you stammered out, doe eyes looking up at him sweetly. 

he didn't seem to like that answer, grabbing your chin roughly in his grasp as he lent down to get right into your face. "say that again, princess" his fingers hovered over your lips, while his tone rung dangerously deep.

"i'll be a good girl for you, daddy" you swallowed your words- anything to please him.

"good..." he growled, his finger slipping into your mouth.

like clockwork, you began to suck on them- letting him swirl his fingers around your mouth. he pulled them out with a pop, groaning at the string of saliva that pulled from your mouth. 

"fuck.. i can't wait any longer" he said, maybe a little too loud considering your mom was sleeping right downstairs. 

his actions were hasty; his hands looped around his belt clasp before you could even think, unbuckling it as he pushed his jeans and boxers down to the floor. his fat cock sprang up against his stomach, the tip angry and red. your eyes widened in surprise- he was big.

nerves flowed through you as you peered up at his leaking cock. "you ever sucked a cock before, princess?" 

you cringed at his words. "no" you squeaked out, overwhelmed by the suddenness of his actions.

he growled in response, slapping his heavy cock against your cheek. you froze, feeling a tingling sensation sensation lingering from the pressure.

"no, what?" he asked again, his chest rising quicker as his breath sped up, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his chest.

"no, daddy" you mewled, watching as he greedily stroked his cock right in front of your face. 

"yeah" he drawled, "open your mouth, sweetheart" 

you obeyed- eager to please him. he almost came on the spot from the sight of you, on your knees for him, with your mouth wide open and your eyes looking up at him ever so sweetly.

god, you were done for.

[rotgirll]

rick fingerings reader when she needs to pee (not in like a pee on me kind of way, but just the pressure from it) >>> (you don't have to so if that makes you uncomfortable your writing is 11/10 bestie 😘

𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘅 𝗳!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝘵𝘩𝘹 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 <333 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘣😭

♱ 18+, 𝘮𝘥𝘯𝘪

you had never imagined that you'd end up in this situation during a zombie apocalypse- perched awkwardly on some random table, your jeans and panties tossed carelessly aside somewhere across the room whilst whines and whimpers fell from your mouth. and the last person you'd expected to be stood in front of you while knuckle deep in your pussy, was rick grimes.

hours ago, you were both locked in a mesmerising gaze, lost in each other's eyes while vulgar fantasies floated around your head. but now, those once distant fantasies seemed to be blurring on the lines between fantasy and reality with each passing moment.

another lewd moan escaped your lips, its echo reverberating off the walls. your back arched in pleasure as you attempted to squirm away from his fingers, eliciting a growl of disapproval from his mouth.

"keep, still" he whispered into your ear, his voice a chilling, deep murmur, as his free hand descended to part your thighs wider.

it had all began innocently with a tender kiss, each touch gentle as his fingers mapped out the curves of your body. but the moment his gaze fell onto your wet cunt, something awakened in him, he became consumed by an irresistible desire. his fingers had been buried inside of you for what felt like forever, he was mesmerised by the feeling of your hot, gummy walls clamping around him. 

he was unrelenting in his motions, his fingers repeatedly brushing over that one sweet spot inside of you over and over and over again. your mouth fell agape, attempting to form a response to his earlier demand, yet you found yourself utterly speechless, your lips moving in vain- almost like a fish out of water.

your entire body flushed with heat, the pleasure surging until it became almost overwhelming, causing your legs to twitch involuntarily. fat tears welled in your eyes, teetering on the blink of spilling down your face. rick must of noticed, a small chuckle escaped his lips as he bought his fingers down to skilfully rub small circles over your aching clit. 

the new sensation caused a sudden pressure to build up in your stomach. your eyes snapped open, and your head dropped forward onto your chest as you struggled to make sense of the unfamiliar feeling.

"r-rick" you scrambled, blindly grasping onto his wrists to halt his movements.

however, he didn't relent. another low chuckle fell from his lips at your frantic state, teasing words poised on his tongue. "what, you gonna cum?"

"no..no, wait" you almost cried, "I'm..g-gonna pee" the pressure in your bladder felt like it might explode, but rick seemed to show no sign of sympathy whatsoever.

"oh, sweetheart" he teased, gently prying your hand off his wrist so he could curl his fingers up inside of you again.

"w-wait, don't" you winced, as his fingers resumed their previous rhythm, pumping in and out as they were before.

"no, hey.. shh it's alright" he soothed "just let it happen, okay? ride it out .. trust me"

your fingers clenched around his hard bicep, trying to surrender to the sensation like he said. the pressure transformed into immense pleasure, eliciting louder and louder moans and whines from your mouth that were likely heard for miles.

"yeah, it feel good now? just ride it out, c'mon- that's a good girl" he whispered coyly into your ear, a mischievous tone colouring his words.

his words only spurred you on, feeling your self teetering right on the edge of ecstasy. your head hit the wall as you threw it back in pleasure. "gonna...gonna c-cum" you moaned between gritted teeth.

"alright, come for me then, baby, come on" he encouraged, trying to pull you over the edge.

"f-fuck!" you shouted as the coil in your stomach snapped. your vision went white and your body felt weightless, like it was floating on air. your chest heaved as you struggled to catch your breath, faintly sensing warm lips gliding over your face.

your arm reached up blindly, fingers tangling in his brown curls as you struggled to pry your eyes open, yearning to meet his gaze. your head dropped onto his shoulder, cheek pressing against the soft material of his t-shirt as he caressed your body in his arms.

you don't know what just happened- but that was the best orgasm of your life.

[rotgirll]

⋆˙ 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬

𝗽𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗰𝗮𝗹𝘆𝗽𝘀𝗲- 𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘅 𝗳!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

♱ 18+ 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵, 𝘮𝘥𝘯𝘪

you knew it was wrong, the looming cloud of consequences hung heavy over your head. the thought of your father's fury fed into the anxiety that had coursed through your veins hours ago, but now, as you stood on the edge of recklessness, it was adrenaline that rushed through your veins.

the room pulsed with the thump of the music. the haze of the alcohol began to make you feel giddy, the room spinning slightly and your vision becoming blurry. despite the warning bells going off in your head, you found yourself shoved forward by reckless abandon, fuelled by the thrill of the moment. 

your hands anxiously tugged at the hem of your short skirt, a futile attempt at regaining some of your modesty back. you'd lost sight of your friends a little while ago, swept away by the fascination of the free alcohol and the company of the guy who had been eyeing you all night.

but now, as you moved through the crowd of people, his persistent presence was beginning to feel suffocating. he trailed behind you like a lost puppy, his gaze following your every move with an unwavering intensity. it was starting to wear on your nerves, the constant feeling of being watched, of being followed against your will.

with a frustrated sigh, you spun harshly on your heels, the motion sharp and decisive. the abrupt movement seemed to catch the stranger off guard, his eyes widening in surprise as you faced him head-on.

"look, brayden or brandon, whatever your name is," you called out, your voice laced with frustration, "just... stop following me around like you're a lost puppy or something."

your words hung in the air, and a significant tension swirled around you as you spun back on your heels and walked away, not bothering to wait for his response. the dim lights of the party flickered overhead, and the commotion of the drunk mob gradually subsided as you made your way through the dimly lit halls of the home, your destination fixed on the bathroom.

finally, after pushing open every single unlocked door, and trudging your way around the upstairs of whoever's home this was, you found it. a hefty sigh of relief escaped your lips as the familiar white, sterile room lit up before your eyes.

you quickly locked the door behind you and reached for the tap, the cool water soothing against your parched lips as you gathered it in your hands and took a refreshing sip. meeting your tired gaze in the mirror, a grimace tugged at your lips. god, you looked rough. after five hours of partying, dancing and drinking, it wasn't exactly a shock. but still, seeing the evidence of the nights activities was enough to make a pang of regret pierce through you. it made you wish that you'd never snuck out in the first place.

after spending a few minutes composing yourself in the bathroom, you unlocked the door and stepped back into the house. but something felt off. the dull throb of the party seemed to of died down, and there was an eerie absence of people around.

with a sense of unease, you descended the stairs, finding only a handful of people scattered around the living room, behaving as if nothing unusual had happened. you approached one of them, intending to ask what was going on, but your question died on your lips as you turned the corner.

to your surprise, there stood officer rick grimes, his commanding presence filling the room, casting a sense of discomfort over the small gathering of people.

as you caught sight of him, your breath hitched in your throat, your lips parched, and a familiar nervousness bloomed in your stomach. time seemed to stand still as he turned to the new face in the room, and as his eyebrows raised in surprise, a sense of dread settled in the pit of your stomach. you offered him a sheepish smile, attempting to shrink yourself down in hopes of slipping past him unscathed.

"um... I was just.. leaving" you squeaked out, manoeuvring your way around the imposing figure. 

your heart raced as you padded past him, every nerve on edge, praying he wouldn't stop you. with each step, you felt his gaze bore into your back, his presence casting a heavy shadow over your escape.

as you finally reached the door, relief flooded through you. with a quick glance over your shoulder, you slipped out into the night. your sore feet hit the plush grass, and you almost thought you could cheer in delight at not being caught by the officer, but as you looked behind you, maybe you celebrated a little too early.

there he stood, in the shadows of the outside light, the door shutting behind him with a soft click. his gaze pierced into yours, a single eyebrow arched in silent inquiry. your heart sank as he advanced towards you, his stride oozing authority and confidence. 

"uh.. hi, rick" you spoke, trying to muster a false sense of confidence.

his shoulder lightly brushed against yours as he strode past, his fingers gesturing for you to follow.

"come with me" he commanded, his voice carrying a hint of annoyance.

you stammered, regaining your composure and hurriedly following after him, attempting to keep up with his brisk stride. your words tumbled out faster than you could think, a jumble of apologies spilt from your lips as you followed him through the grass and onto the concrete path

he led you to his patrol car, as expected. upon reaching the door, he pivoted, leaning against it with his arms folded across his chest. nodding towards the house you had just come from, he raised an eyebrow.

"care to tell me what you're doing here at this time of night, sweetheart?" he questioned, his head cocking slightly.

your cheeks flushed at the endearment, and you found yourself gazing down at your heels, suddenly more engrossed in their details. though you had known rick for a long time, given your father's role as police chief, you never anticipated finding yourself in this situation with him.

you shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, searching for the right words to explain your predicament without giving too much away. the tension hung thick in the air, and you could feel his scrutiny bearing down on you.

"I, uh.. it was just a little party" you offered, sheepishly. 

"a little party, huh?" he replied, sarcasm dripping from his words.

"look," you began, aiming to get straight to the point, "please, just don't mention this to my dad"

rick rolled his eyes, sighing as he surveyed the area before opening the car door and sliding into the driver's seat with ease. once settled, he turned his attention back to you.

"get in. I'll give you a ride home" he said, reluctance evident in his tone.

with an awkward smile, you circled your way around the car to the passenger's side. the cold air nipped at your bare skin, prompting you to wrap your arms around yourself for warmth. the interior of the car wasn't much warmer, and as you settled into the worn leather seats, you couldn't help but feel embarrassed by the scant amount of fabric you were wearing in front of the man.

the roar of the engine filled your ears as the tyres spun on the gravel, moving the car away from the house and down the street.

"you cold?" he asked, glancing at you from the corner of his eye, noting the way your arms were pulled tight around your body.

"a little" you hummed in response, your gaze drifting to the veins that stood out on his hands as he adjusted the air conditioning.

the scenery whizzed past in a blur, the city lights merging into streaks of colour as the car navigated through the streets. anxious thoughts churned in your mind, your fingers fidgeting nervously as you chewed on your lip, a knot of fear tightening in your stomach.

"wait" you blurted out suddenly, the urgency unmistakable in your voice, "don't take me home"

his gaze flickered to you, his expression unreadable. "why not?" he inquired, a hint of amusement flickered in his eyes.

"if my dad finds out I was out this late, i'll be in serious trouble" you explained, the desperation evident in your tone. "can't you just drop me off at a friend's house or something?"

you watched him carefully, hoping for a glimmer of sympathy in his eyes. instead, he chuckled lightly, the sound sending tingles through your body.

"sorry, princess," he said, his tone teasing "can't do that"

you drew in a shaky breath, the gravity of the situation settling heavily upon you. the realisation sinking in that escaping this situation wouldn't be as easy as you hoped.

"please" you begged, your voice barely above a whisper "don't take me home.. I'll do anything"

his ears perked up at your words, a flicker of interest crossing his features as he gave you another side glance, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.

"anything?" he echoed, amusement lacing his tone once again.

"anything..just, please" you confirmed, your voice tinged with desperation. although, you were too fixated on getting out of trouble to notice the faint flicker of uncertainty looming In your brain.

he fell silent for a few minutes, his focus seemingly absorbed by the task of navigating the car through the unfamiliar streets. suddenly, the car veered sharply into a lane you had never seen before. it seemed deserted at this hour, and whether that was a blessing or a curse, you were about to find out.

glancing at him, you noticed the dim glow of the street lamps highlighting the muscles in his forearms as he gripped the wheel. in the stillness of the night, you couldn't help but realise just how attractive he was. was he much older than you? yes. was he also under your father's command? yes. but were any of those thoughts present in your mind as you admired the older man? absolutely not.

the car jolted to a rocky stop, the abruptness of it causing your body to lurch forward slightly. his hands worked quickly to pull the key out of the ignition, the metal clink echoing in the confined space. seizing the moment, you glanced around, only to be met with the vast expanse of darkness outside. a frown creased your brows as you turned back to face the man, only to realise he was already watching you.

before any words could escape your lips, he pushed his seat back, creating a considerable gap between him and the steering wheel. he adjusted his hips slightly, the movement sending a flutter of butterflies to your stomach. you tore your gaze away from his crotch, desperately trying to appear composed. but as you looked up, you found yourself locking eyes with him.

his focus was entirely on your face, maybe even on your lips. your breath caught in your throat as your eyes met his, the intensity of the moment thickening the air between you. you swallowed hard, feeling the tension crackling between you like lightning.

his movement caught you off guard as he leaned in closer to your face, the proximity sending a jolt of anticipation through you. he only seemed to get closer, his presence enveloping you entirely. he was so close- you could smell the intoxicating scent of his cologne, feel the warmth of his breath against your skin, and see the glow of his eyes in the dim overhead light of the car.

but, before you could utter a single question, his lips parted, his voice breaking the silence. "you said you'd do anything, right?"

you were too caught up in the moment to respond with words, opting instead for a nod as you watched his lips move with his words. apparently, that wasn't sufficient, because his cold hand suddenly cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing just below your lips in a tantalising caress.

"are you sure?" he asked, his voice low and almost like a rumble. he was closer now, so close you could feel the heat of his breath over your lips, causing your eyes to flutter closed.

"yeah" you confirmed, the words leaving your lips in a soft, airy whisper.

that was all he seemed to need. the tension and desperation finally reached a breaking point as he pressed his lips to yours. they were surprisingly soft, a stark contrast to the intensity of the moment, catching you off guard as you tried to match the pace he set. his hand, once gentle in its caress, now trailed down the back of your neck, tangling in your hair and pulling you impossibly closer to his face.

a small whimper escaped your mouth as he deepened the kiss, the heat of the moment overwhelming you. before you knew it, you were practically making out, tongues and teeth clashing in a fervent dance, the heat between you fogging up the windows of the car. god, you knew this was so wrong. but in that moment, it just felt so undeniably right.

while you were lost in the moment, his other hand snaked around your waist, pulling you even closer to him. he briefly pulled away, eliciting a whine from your lips as you instinctively chased after his. but he had other thoughts in his mind.

"why'd you sto-" you began, only to be cut off when he suddenly pulled you over the middle console and right over his lap, purposely placing you over the bulge that began to grow in his pants. he leaned back slightly, taking in the sight from this new angle. your hair was tousled from his fingers running through it, and your chest rose swiftly as you tried to catch your breath, your slightly swollen lips painted a picture of desire and longing. he knew it was wrong, but how could he resist when your doe eyes looked up at him so sweetly?

a curse fell from his mouth, his lips instanly chased yours again. the kiss was more fervent this time, the lust between you two only beginning to rise. his hand returned to tangle in your hair again, only to suddenly snake down the back of your neck and onto your waist, pulling you even closer in a possessive embrace.

your hips unconsciously ground down onto his, the movement emitting a groan from both of you as he rested his lips over yours.

"are you sure you want this?" he asked, breathlessly, his fingers toying with the hem on your skirt, inching dangerously close to your inner thigh.

that was an answer you didn't even have to think about. "yes" your words were confident, for the first time that night, and they only seemed to spur him into action.

his hands moved so quickly, you could barely even blink. they travelled up to your shirt, deftly grasping the bottom of it and pulling it over your head. your arms hit the roof of the car, bent into an awkward position as he slipped your skimpy top off of your body. 

he whistled appreciatively as he got a good look at your perky tits, shaking his head with a small smile spread across his face. "god" he muttered, the words barely audible.

your nipples pebbled with the cool air, his hand reached up to toy with your sensitive buds like it was a second nature. the touch made your back arch, only rocking you over his bulge once again. that was his breaking point.

the energy in the car shifted, it suddenly became hot and heavy as he feverishly attempted to rip the rest of your outfit off of you. your little skirt came next, he didn't feel the need to take it off; the position would have made it awkward anyway. instead, he just hiked it up your stomach, flipping the thin material up, giving him a good look at your little lace panties.

"who'd you wear these for, huh?" rick teased, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down your spine. his fingers lingered, hooking through the fabric teasingly before letting it snap back against your skin. you couldn't help but squirm under his touch, lust coursing through your veins as you met his gaze of desire.

"nobody.." you began, your words trailing off when he swiped a finger over the most sensitive part of you, leaving a whimper to come out your mouth instead. his hands seized the lacy fabric again, this time pulling on it with force, eliciting a loud ripping sound that echoed through the car. the suddenness of the action caught you off guard, your skimpy little lace panties were now threads in his hands.

your brows creased in annoyance, but before you could protest, his middle finger pressed onto your clit. your hips bucked automatically, and an erotic moan slipped from your mouth. you hadn't realised how sensitive you'd gotten, but he certainly had. 

a low chuckle tumbled out his mouth, his pupils clouded with lust as his finger rubbed slow circles over your throbbing clit. "you're so fucking wet, princess" he almost growled, watching every little jerk of your body as he touched your sensitive nub.

his pace was agonisingly slow, leaving you craving more. you pushed your hips down, practically grinding onto his fingers, casing the pleasure. "more, please" it fell from your lips like a chant, the thoughts in your mind going foggy.

"more?" he questioned with the same cocky chuckle, but alas, he obliged anyway. his fingers stopped their attack on your clit, leaving a dull ache in their wake. but, before you could get bratty from the lack of pleasure, he slipped one finger inside your dripping cunt. 

a sharp whimper unfettered from your mouth at the sensation, your pussy sucking up his fingers feverishly. he inserted another finger, it practically slid inside with how wet you were. as his fingers began to pump in and out, the lewd sound of your wetness filled the small space, making all the blood rush down to his cock.

your hands scrambled for a grip onto anything as he curled his digits inside you, the pleasure overwhelming as they managed to hit that spot again and again and again. your fingers found grip on his bicep, squeezing harshly as the sweet release chased after you. 

"p-please" you begged, choking on your words. you had no idea what you were even begging for at this point, your mind too hazy to even think. 

"you close, baby?" he breathed, right into your ear. you hadn't even realised he had gotten so near. all you could do was nod your head, the coil tightening inside of you. you were so goddamn close, your legs shook as they struggled to hold you up, and your hand closed impossibly tighter around his arm.

the telltale signs were there, he knew how close you were. your walls went taut around his fingers, your body was twitchy and you couldn't even form a coherent sentence. he decided to give in, longing to see your face as you reached that climax.

"cum for me then, sweetheart.. come on" he encouraged, his voice dropping an octave lower.

the encouragement was all you needed, the coil inside you seemed to snap, and you felt like you turned to jelly as you came around his fingers, your face scrunching up in pleasure. "fuck!" you shouted, sure that your moans could be heard by people for miles.

your body collapsed against his, a soft hiss fell from your mouth as he slipped his fingers out, his hand now wrapping around your body possessively. your lips blindly searched for his again, the kiss lazy and sloppy. his hand gripped onto the flesh of your ass, electing a gasp from you as your mouth fell open, allowing him to ease his tongue into your mouth. the muscles fort a silent battle for dominance, him winning obviously, as your hips began erratically grinding against his.

in the haze of the make-out session, you began to notice the fact that he remained fully dressed, while you were left exposed, laid out on display for him. so, you ran your hand down his body, over his sculpted chest and down to his belt. your fingers brushed over the cool metal of the buckle, instinctively pulling at it, hoping he'd catch on.

and he did. with a knowing smirk, he caught your hand, stopping your fumbling attempts at his belt. his eyes locked onto yours, a silent understanding passing between you. without a word, he regained control, swiftly unbuckling his belt and removing it, tossing it aside carelessly. 

you pushed your body up, allowing him to slide his jeans down to his ankles, his legs parting even wider as he was left in just his boxers. the unmistakable bulge in them drew your attention. your bottom lip settled between your teeth as you began to palm your hand over it. he threw his head back in pleasure, a low groan slipping from his mouth while the muscles In his jaw tensed.

"fuck.." he muttered, his voice thick from lust "I need you, now"

"then have me" you responded, coly, as he pushed himself back up to meet your lips. your hands clawed at the waistband of his boxers, trying to paw them off. he noticed your frantic movements, shaking his head at your impatience.

but alas, he gave in to you again, his patience was running thin. his hands joined your scramble to remove his boxers, finally pulling them down to set his hard cock free. it sprung up against his stomach, the tip red and angry. he'd gotten so hard from seeing you all worked up that it was almost painful.

a mischievous look fell over your face, your hands twisting around his throbbing erection, pulling another groan from his throat, this time It was louder with his growing impatience.

his large hands hooked under your thighs, lifting you up. your noise of surprise was silenced as he lined himself up and slipped inside of you. multiple obscenities flew out of both of your mouths as he pushed you down onto his cock.

the stretch was euphoric, your nails created dull crescents in his shoulder as he sunk you down lower and lower. you felt so full, your head tipped back and your eyes scrunched closed. your legs began to shake as he finally sunk you all the way down on his cock, and the moan that escaped his mouth was almost enough to make you cum on the spot.

"feel so good, angel" he groaned as his hand gripped at the nape of your neck, planting more kisses on your lips to distract you from the slight pain as he began to move. his hips bucked up ever so lightly, until the pain turned to pleasure.

his pace picked up when your quiet whimpers turned into fully fledged moans. despite your state, you tried to move your hips to match his rhythm, increasing the pleasure even more. shock waves ran through your body at every little bounce.

"s-so good" you whimpered, echoing his words.

rick chuckled, his head tipped back in amusement, curses slipping from his mouth "fuck princess, I'm so fucking deep" he bought his hand to your stomach, pressing down ever so slightly, causing your back to arch in ecstasy. 

the once clear windows were now fogged up from the sheer heat radiating off your bodies, the car creaking at the speed of his thrusts. if anybody happened to pass by at that moment, they would undoubtedly know exactly what you two were up to.

but that thought wasn't even present in your mind, the only thought you had in that moment was how close you were getting, and rick could tell it too.

"so...close" you stammered, your walls pulsating around him wildly. 

"yeah?" he panted "close already? so needy" the chuckle that left his mouth was teasing, your whimpers and moans music to his ears. the sound of skin slapping together was deafening, probably echoing on for miles.

"what do you say then, baby? you wanna come so bad?" his hand travelled to your clit "say please"

you gasped as his fingers began to rub small circles over your swollen bud, the motion tipping you just over the edge. "oh g-god, please...please, please" the words fell from your mouth like a chant, trying ever so hard to gaze into his eyes.

he groaned, feeling his release chasing him too. "fuck... come on then, princess.. cum for me"

his praise tipped you over the edge, finally reaching your peak. your body shook and your vision went white for a moment. you could barely feel the hand that he slapped over your mouth to keep you from screaming.

your gummy walls pulsating over his cock were enough for him to fall over the edge, his stomach tightening and a string of groans and curses slipping out of his mouth as he came inside of you. his hot, white cum painting your insides.

your eyes opened again, and your hips bucked involuntarily as his cock twitched inside of you. your vision was slowly coming back, thoughts started to regenerate in your head. you could feel the juices dripping down your thighs as you stared into his eyes. god, your dad would be livid if he found out.

shit, you didn't use a condom.