Carl Grimes Imagines ➹ Smut&Fluff

New To Alexandria (Smut) *Part Two*

Your eyes flutter back while he runs his tongue down your neck. His soft lips purse and softly tickle your collar bone. Just a couple months ago Carl confessed his liking to you, and you've decided now is the time to let him take you to the next step of your relationship. You've experienced some over the clothes activities, some 'exploration', but never all the way.

He takes his hands and holds your cheeks and kisses you again. He hesitates to go any further, "I don't know what to do next, (Y/N)".

You smile and take his hands into yours. You place them under your shirt and onto your bare breasts. He stares wide eyed and frazzled. He stutters, but stops once he realizes there's no point. He continues to massage you, but doesn't know what to do next. You guide him through, moving his hands down to your belt loops. "Pull them down." you whisper. He looks down at your jeans and pulls them down slowly. You're left in your underwear and instantly feeling a bit of insecurity.

He untenses his back muscles and kisses your thigh softly, you put your hands on his shoulders while he makes his way closer to your bikini line. Carl stands up and pulls down his jeans. A bulge was obviously there, and that made you a little nervous. He sits back on his knees and admires your beauty from the floor. He wraps his arms around your legs and brings you down to his level. Leaving him and you clueless as to what to do next. He scans your almost bare body, and you scan his. He reaches out his arms, and looks to you for a sign to continue. You acknowledge his request and nod. He rolls down your underwear and flings it behind him. He then takes the waistbands of his plaid boxers and pulls them down to his ankles. He puts his hand over his penis to cover it, and looks at you. You move your hands away from your stomach to his waist. He moves his hands from his genitals and wraps his arms around you. He flinches from the touch of your smooth skin. You look at him in the eyes, telling him it was okay.

You sit on the couch, waiting for him to sit down with you. He hovers over you, and takes your legs. Your nervousness eats away the excitement, but overall you were okay with it. He glances at you again. "I-I don't know what to do. Should I just..?" he stutters. You nod and grip his waist again. He places the head of his penis onto the opening of your entrance. It instantly hugs it tightly. He closes his eyes, and you look down to what was happening. He slowly inches closer in. You felt the pressure, but tried best not to say anything. Once he reaches your stop, he steadily pulled out. There was some pain the first time he pushed in, but it was like getting a shot. It didn't hurt when it was in, just pressure. However, once he pulled out, you felt your elastic walls stretched. You just close your eyes and try to not feel any of the pain.

He pushes in slowly again and squeezes the pillows surrounding you. You brush the hair out of his face and hugged him closer. He pushed a little too far, and you winced. He opened his eyes and stopped moving, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Oh my God. Are you okay?" He quickly shifts his position and cradles you. You clench your stomach and stretch your legs. He reaches over and grabs his shirt. "Here you can use this, it's okay." he comforts you.

You cover yourself up and look at him. "I'm okay. I'm just not used to it." you tell him. He nods and looks down at his penis, "Well, why did it hurt so bad? I didn't feel that bad. It was just tight." he asks, concerned. You sigh, "It's just what happens to girls when a guys takes her virginity. It's natural and normal. I'm okay. I just need to get used to it." you assure him. He nods understandingly.

You look down at yourself and shake your head. "I'm a mess." you mumble. Carl glances up at you. He sits Indian style across from you on the couch with a blanket wrapped around the both of you. "You're actually really beautiful. I love the bedhead. It really says, 'I just had bad sex', y'know?" he laughs. You punch him in the arm lightly and smile. "You should look at yourself. You look like you ran a marathon. You have sweat dripping down your nose." you giggle. He wipes his face with his hand and rubs it on you. You flinch backwards and make a disgusted expression, "Dickhead..." you mumble under your breath. "I'm not the one who just had sex with one." he jokes. You sarcastically laugh and nuzzle up into the couch cushions. He pulls you over and cuddles you.

"What if my dad walks in?" he whispers sleepily. "Oh shit." you say. You quietly put on your underwear and pass Carl's to him. "Put them on." you tell him. He obeys your request and sighs, " Can we cuddle now?" he complains. You smile, "Of course." He swallows your body with his and protects you from harm. His slender arms held you tightly, you felt some pain, but mostly confidence and safety.