THEY’RE HERE, THEY’RE AVAILABLE!! Cat-meow stickers and wee kitten stickers!! Check ‘em out.
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Wait so is Robro wearing shades on top of robot eyes, or are those bad boys built in all immovable style? (apologies for my tired from work vocab)
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Oke oke you are responsible for that request 😫💗
Please please please a fic where Rick is fingering reader in a car while others are asleep 👉🏼👈🏼💗 something like reader biting his neck to keep quiet and grinding against his hand....😫
That man has hands straight out of heaven 🥴💗
Love you 💗💗💗
hi baby! I love you, and I hope you like this! I'm sorry it's so short!
summary - rick fingers you in the car while your friends sleep in the back.
warning - smut, fingering, voyeurism, semi-public, swearing, degrading.
18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips
“O–oh, fuck….” You whimper, biting into your fist as Rick’s fingers pick up the pace, thrusting and curling inside you. Your legs spread as your dress is hiked up, riding his hand as you try to stay quiet, not wanting to wake those sleeping in the backseat. “R–Rick…” Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he curls his thick fingers into your sweet spot.
Rick presses his thumb into your puffy clit, rubbing and rolling it as he glances over before looking back at the road. “Better be quiet, slut. Don’t want the others to wake to you being a whore, do ya?” His pants tighten, a prominent bulge straining against the zipper as your sweet sounds send shocks down to his cock. “Do ya know how much of a whore you are, getting off while our friends sleep in the back.” He growls, thrusting his fingers faster into you, looking over as your back arches off the seat. “C’here.” You whimper, looking at him with big, tear-filled eyes, and you slowly move closer to him, latching onto the older man. “Bite on my neck, darlin’, don’t be shy.” You whine quietly, placing soft, breathless kisses along his neck, licking the vein that pulses before you latch onto him, crying into his flesh as he curls his fingers into your sweet spot.
Stars begin to cloud your vision, and your walls pulsate around his thick digits. Your cries go straight to his cock, and the way you squeeze his fingers nearly distracts Rick from the road in front of him. “Let go, darlin’. Cum on my fingers like the whore you are.” He growls, and you become so desperate to cum, that you begin to grind down onto his hand as he continues to curl his fingers up into your sweet spot until your eyes roll into the back of your head and your juices coat his digits. “Good girl.” He slowly pulls his fingers out of your cunt, bringing the glistening digits to his mouth and sucking your arousal off. You watch with wide eyes, feeling your core pulse. “Taste damn good, sweetheart.”
You stiffen as you hear a groan from the backseat, followed by Daryl’s raspy voice. “Ya guys done?! I’m tryna get some sleep back here.”
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