The Walking Dead One Shots

Beg Me * || R.G. (Englisch)

Meine Freundin ist die Königin des Smut, also ist hier wieder ein Kapitel für sie und euch <3

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The sun is setting and a fresh breeze is blowing around the houses of Alexandria.

A few hours ago, I finished the work on our gate and am now waiting at home for my boyfriend.

We met here in Alexandria and hardly spoke to each other at the beginning. He completely isolated himself with his people and only sometime later we had our first real conversation.

For a long time, he vehemently resisted and I also tried to suppress the feelings I was steadily developing for the much older man.

It took a while, but at some point, he just kissed me in the middle of the conversation about the next changing of the guard.

Out of nowhere, his lips were then on mine and only for a small moment did I hesitate before returning the kiss.

Since then, we have built a relationship that even after months, still burns with desire and love.

Sighing, I drop onto the couch in the living room and play with the buttons of the shirt I'm wearing.

I just helped myself and stole a blue shirt from Rick, which I really like on him.

Since I don't expect anyone to knock on the door right now, I've dispensed with my pants and let the shirt fall gently onto my butt instead.

I reach for the book lying on the table and unfortunately don't get very far, as Rick comes thumping loudly through the door.

There is silence for a moment until he calls out, "I'm back."

I have to laugh softly as I stand up and peek around the corner, watching as he pulls his boots off his feet, almost falling over.

Chuckling, I say, "Can you be helped?"

Immediately he looks up and finally pulls his second boot off. Sighing, he mumbles, "I just need to go to bed."

He finally walks up to me and kisses me on the tip of my nose before walking past me and calling over his shoulder, "By the way, my shirt looks good on you."

It's incredible how much time he spends with the people here and sometimes I wonder how he can even stand on two legs in the evening.

I put the book away and then follow him up the stairs when I also hear the shower running.

It doesn't take long before he comes out of the bathroom in his boxers and drops down next to me onto the bed with a groan.

I immediately slide up to him and rest my chin on his chest before looking up at him and whispering, "It's been a rough day, hasn't it?"

Rick raises a hand and runs it through my hair before replying, "Worse than I expected."

He closes his eyes and just seems to enjoy my closeness, so I have an idea how to do something good for him.

Gently I lower my lips to his chest and immediately he looks back at me. His eyes follow me as I slide down further and then murmurs, "What are you doing?"

My fingertips brush the hem of his boxers before I innocently reply, "What does it look like I'm doing? I want to give our fearless leader a treat."

I've actually barely touched him, but as I push myself between his knees I feel at my breasts, his cock slowly stirring.

Still, though, I continue to look him in the eye, "Do you want me to keep going?"

His wet hair hangs in his forehead and his pink lips part slightly as he looks down at me with a lazy gaze and whispers in a raspy voice, "Yes."