Carl Grimes Imagines

Stupid dress (part 2)

Hola, chicas

This part is basically 100% sexual content, so I wouldn't recommend reading it if it makes you uncomfortable. I laughed a lot while writing this, but I hope you enjoy it.

XOXO ;)

"And you are very, very sexy." - his warm breath on my neck contrasted with the cool temperature and sent chills through my body. - "You have no idea what you do to me."

I smirked as he left hickeys on my skin. It was really rare for Carl and me to have moments alone, so I decided to take the opportunity and play along.

"I have a few ideas of things you could do to me, though." - I whispered, purposefully making my voice sound breathier than usual and pressing our bodies closer together.

I cupped his face and pulled it up again, closing the gap between our lips one more time, and it didn't take long for our tongues to collide. He squeezed my ass tightly, which felt so different from the light touches we usually exchanged when we were around other people. He pulled me even closer, and I could already feel the bulge in his pants, which made the wetness between my legs grow.

Carl had this way of making me completely weak that drove both of us insane and that I just couldn't control. His hands traveled up and down my back - this time more roughly - until they found the zipper of my dress. I could feel him smirking into the kiss until he pulled away.

"I like you better without this." - he said as he pulled the zipper down. He helped me take the dress off, and it soon fell to the ground, leaving my almost naked body exposed. I worked on his shirt, unbuttoning it until we finally got the skin contact we so much desired. He took off his jeans and threw them on the ground as well, making the pile of clothes bigger. His fingers wandered through every inch of my body, caressing my legs, hips and thighs, and they eventually brushed against the place I needed him the most.  

"Hold on, babe."

He let go of me like it was a big sacrifice and stormed out of the bedroom. The few seconds we spent apart felt like torture, but he soon came back with a box of condoms, this time closing and locking the door behind him.

"Remind me to thank Olivia for putting this into the hygiene products' basket." - he said - "She just saved our asses."

I looked at the prominence in his boxers before he took them off: the fact that I could make him feel like that was empowering and exciting. I stared at him while my hands moved to my back, unclasping my bra, and admired the malicious expression on his face as my second to last piece of clothing fell to the ground. He got closer and held me again, gripping my thighs firmly, signaling for me to jump. I wrapped my legs around his hips, and the feeling of his erection against me made me shiver in anticipation.

He laid me down on the cold bed, and his lips traveled back to my collarbones as I rocked my hips against his dick eagerly, wanting at least some sort of stimulation.

"Chill, Y/n." - he laughed, but I knew he was struggling to restrain himself too - "No need to hurry. We've got time."

The few times we'd had sex back at the prison were always rushed because we didn't have much privacy. But this time was entirely different: we had the whole house to ourselves. We had a proper double bed and the proper supplies. There was no need to avoid noises and no reason to be scared of getting caught.

I finally felt his mouth suck on my nipple and let out a breathy moan, which seemed to turn him on even more.

"I wanna savor you today." - he continued. His lips traveled to my abs, and he left a small kiss right below my belly button before lifting himself up. His fingers played with the edge of my panties and he looked right into my eyes.

"Can I?" - he asked softly.

"Mm-hm." - I answered, already lifting my hips so he could pull my panties down - "Please."

My last piece of clothing finally hit the hard floor, joining the others. Carl spread my legs apart and left a trail of wet kisses and bites on my inner thighs, getting extremely close to my core but then moving on to my other leg.

"Carl!" - I whined - "That's mean."

He simply giggled and continued his way up in silence until he couldn't tease me any longer. He then leveled his face with mine and brushed his thumb across my cheek.

"You're stunning." - he stated lovingly with a huge smile on his face - "Can you tell me when you're close?"

I nodded. He left a small peck on my lips before going down on me again.

This time he wasted no time: his soft tongue met my clit, and he licked it delicately, flicking and circling it until he closed his lips around it and sucked lightly. I let my head relax into the pillow as I ran my fingers through his hair, helping keep it away from his face. I felt the familiar sensation starting to build up inside of me and let out another moan to encourage Carl to keep going.

He moved one of his fingers to my entrance and just played around with it, checking how wet I was. "C'mon, babe. You can do better than this."

The vibration of his voice so close to me sent chills up my spine. He reached his free hand up to play with my breasts and pinched my nipple tenderly while his mouth continued working on me. I felt that I was getting wetter every second as I got closer and closer to my high.

"Yeah, y/n, that's what I like." - he said before inserting and curling his finger inside of me, just like I'd shown him the first time we got intimate with each other.

I started bucking my hips up, and I knew he took that as a sign since he slowed down his movements.

"Carl..." - I moaned while tugging his hair, and it was enough for him to take the hint. He propped himself up and quickly grabbed a condom from the box he had left on top of the nightstand. Then, he kneeled in front of me, threw both my legs over his shoulders, and once again asked for my consent. The suppressed whimpers that escaped his lips as he slid in sounded like music to my ears.

"Don't hold them back today, babe" - I told him while I reached my hand up to meet his face - "Let me hear you."

He started slowly, but soon picked a faster pace. The 'fuck's and 'holy shit's that left his mouth while his eyes were closed and he was entirely focused on the moment were pure bliss. Now and then I rubbed slow circles on my clit or pulled him even closer to me so he could go deeper to avoid cooling down. I felt his thrusts getting sloppier and noticed how he couldn't hold back his grunts anymore.

"Come down, babe." - I said - "I want you closer."

We switched positions so that our bodies were glued together again. The contact of our skin was hitting the exact right spots, which pushed me over the edge. Carl's face was buried in my neck, and I could feel his mouth opening in pleasure as he hit his orgasm too. He thrust a few more times to make sure I had cum before pulling out.

For a moment we didn't say anything, just enjoyed the last few seconds of our high.

"This was amazing. You're amazing." - Carl whispered in my ear and planted another small kiss on my neck before getting up and throwing the condom into the trash can. I simply giggled. It had indeed been.

He snuggled up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I'm so glad you chose that dress."

Damn, almost 1350 words of pure sin 😳