Norman Reedus Imagines

Bad Boy needs to be punished (Norman)

"Ready to go home, babe?" Norman, your boyfriend asked you.

"Sure," you smiled at him. You had been hanging out with him all day at the cider mill, as well as a hunted house, since today was halloween. Norman kind of dragged you into that haunted house though, and you held onto him for dear life the whole time while he just chuckled at you. But, he actually thought it was pretty cute.
Norman interlocked his hand with yours again and you walked towards his motorcycle, you having a secret smile on your face because you had a nice surprise for him at home.
He released your hand and swung his leg over his motorcycle, smirking at you while you did the same, then handing you a helmet to slide on. After peeling his eyes off of you he revved the engine, then you let your hands slide over his sides and chest, making him shiver lightly. You bit your lip and then gripped on tight while you rode off, then wind whipping at your hair.
It wasn't a long ride home, and when you got through the door at home you faced Norman. You ran your hand down his chest. "I have a surprise for you," you said seductively. "Stay here," you then turned around, running into the bedroom, feeling eyes on you. You quickly made your way to the closet, swinging it open and searching for your 'costume'.
It was a cop outfit, but not just a cop, a sexy cop. A costume that was only for Norman's eyes.
After you put it on, every detail down to the high heels, you looked at yourself in the mirror with an evil smirk, knowing you were going to drive Norman crazy.

You walked out of the room, heading down the hallway that led to the living room, where you heard noise coming from the TV. You leaned against the wall, watching your man as he studied the TV, arms draped over the cushions of the couch. His hair was brushed to the side, muscles being shaped by the tight black long sleeve shirt, blue eyes dancing around... fuck, you wanted him. Needed him. "You know..." you started, watching as he looked over to you and his eyes went wide. 'Babe.." he mumbled with a raspy voice as you walked over, your heels clicking on the ground and his hand going to adjust his pants. "The candy was for the kids," you looked at the hershey's wrapper next to him, almost smiling because you knew those were his weakness. He sat up, lust clearly taking over his eyes as you trailed your hands up his thighs, then chest. "Someone's been a bad boy," you whispered, breath brushing his skin as you left open mouth kisses up his neck. He let out a deep growl, making your spine shake and sex throb. His hands were out to the side, wanting to desperately to touch you, but not sure where to start. "I guess someone's gona need to get punished, huh?"

You leaned back, biting your lip at the hungry look in his face. He couldn't form words at the time so the only thing that escaped his lips was a throaty groan and a mumbled 'fuck'.
You stepped back from him grabbing his hand while you did, then lightly pulled him up from the couch. His eyes were glued to your body as you pulled him into the bedroom, mouth still parted open. When you got in there you turned around so he was now walking back wards and you were pushing his chest lightly, until you gave it a little shove and made him plop back onto the bed. He went to get back up, his hands twitching to touch you, but you put your hand on his chest, pushing him back down. You were going to have your fun with this... "Take it off," you said demandingly to him, and watched as his eyes went wide and he yanked off his shirt. He was turned on like never before just looking at you, but when you were like this... he couldn't get enough.
You let your eyes wander over his arms, shoulders, and torso, taking in a shaky sigh at your beautiful man. You crouched down in front of him, letting your hands rub across his thighs, trailing up and down slowly. "Babe... fuck," his hands reached out, one going to run trough your hair.
"No touching," you snapped with a seductive voice, making him retract his hands fast. You loved when he touched you, but it would be too distracting. "Only good boys get to touch," you smirked. You let your hands travel up to his belt, avoiding his prominent bulge completely, then starting to undo the metal. He put his hands behind him a little to lean back, his eyes watching you intensely, letting out groans every time you would get close to touching his hard on, but then avoiding it. It was becoming uncomfortable how hard he was, especially when he looked down at your skimpy top and skirt, barely even covering you up. He was throbbing.
You got the buckle undone and then started on the zipper, not letting your eyes break the stare with his as you started to slide the pants down. He willingly helped, kicking his pants off along with his boxers, causing your mouth to salivate at the sight of his beyond hard and long cock. "Back," you demanded, pointing to the headboard of the bed and watching him slide back. You bit your lip, gnawing at the skin to help prevent the moans that were going to come out just at the sight of him in front of you. You walked over to the side of the bed where his head was at. "I'm gona be so bad to you, baby," you whispered to him, then did something you weren't even expecting yourself to ever do.
You got up on the bed so you were straddling his waist, up higher on his chest so you weren't touching his hardness. You leaned down, giving his chest wet kisses, to distract him while you took the fake handcuffs from your costume and grabbed his hands.
He was so distracted and focused on your ass getting so close to touching his hardness, his muscles tightening each time you were about to, that he didn't even notice until it was too late that you had handcuffed him to the bars in the headboard. He heard the clicking of them and then shot his head up, yanking at them. He loved to touch you, to dominate you, giving you pleasure beyond belief, and he was going to go crazy not even being able to feel your soft angelic skin under his fingers. "Shit," he said aloud, trying to yank his hands out of the cuffs. "Babe, no," he pleaded. He had to touch you.
"Sorry baby, bad boys have to get punished."
He shivered at your voice and his cock jumped. He couldn't deny how much this was turning him on, especially when your mouth connected with his soft neck. You left more open mouth kisses and bit a little, before moving so you were down to his chest again. You let your tongue dance out, trailing slowly up his chest, feeling him shiver and struggle to get out of the restraints. "Fuck, babe, please. I need to touch you," he begged, but then took a sharp in take of breath when your tongue reached up to his nipples. You knew that the pleasure you got from your nipples was different from him, but you still knew they were a sensitive spot for him. You knew every inch of his body, especially when it was given up to you like it was now, and that turned you on completely. Hell, you were soaked.
You let your tongue swirl around them, making them stand out in pleasure a little. Norman jumped a little when you bit down, shockwaves of odd pleasure getting sent down to his dick.
You had an evil smirk on your face, knowing the effect you had on him and slowly sat up, still careful not to touch his rock-hardness. You let your hands trail up your sides, to the button under your breasts, barely even holding this tiny vest on you. You undid it and let the top slide off your shoulders and down your arms before you threw it to the side. Norman frantically yanked at the handcuffs, his eyes going wide with his mouth at the sight. He was almost afraid he was going to start drooling. He could even feel the liquid heat coming from you, making him want to orgasm right here, especially when he realized you weren't wearing any panties either. He needed to touch you so badly.
You still had a small tie around your neck, but you decided to leave that on. You got up off of his lap completely and moved to in between his legs, massaging his inner thighs with your thumbs. You were slowly teasing him, but then in one instant your hand darted to him and grasped on hard to his tightness, not being able to stay back anymore.
Norman wasn't expecting it and it felt so good that he hissed aloud with a few more animalistic noises while his hips bucked forward. You couldn't even understand the curse words that came out of his mouth when your other hand started to lightly stroke his balls. The hand on his hardness didn't move though, but he was starting to buck his hips up and down, desperately needing the pleasure. You knew what to do.

You removed the hand from his balls and put it on his hardness as well, but only having your thumb and index finger from both hands in the shape of rings around him. Norman was confused at what you were doing, but when each of your hands started to move, one up to his head and one down to his base simultaneously Norman felt as if he went up to some cloud nine. "Hoooly, fuck! Y/N, I-I... Fuck!" more mumbles and noises of please came out from him, along with words that weren't even words. He was feeling complete bliss. The friction you were creating for him was mind blowing and his hands wrists were trying to tear away from the hand cuffs. You hands spend up and you even let your tongue come over to the tip of his head, swirling around.
You saw Norman's eyes roll to the back of his head, the pleasure the most immense thing he's ever felt. He was racing towards the edge, breathing stopped, he need to go over. He was craving his release. And you knew he was close.
So you stopped.

His eyes flew open and his panting self tore at the cheap handcuffs like never before while more curse words were coming out of his mouth along with your name in vain.
You now moved up again, not knowing if you could wait much longer yourself, but purposely let your breasts brush up against his chest as you went up. And when your lips frantically connected with his, jolts and sparks being sent down both of you, while the tip of his hardness lightly rubbed against your wetness, he lost it. The cheap pair of handcuffs broke and he lunged at you, letting out a hot breathy groan.
Before you knew, you were on your back, hands pinned down above your head by one of his, and he was hovering over you, letting his hardness rub against you. He was going to make you regret that teasing. "I like being a bad boy," he groaned and then let his free hand dart down to your wetness, starting to vigorously rub at your clit from side to side. You were moaning and moaning, while the supersonic speed of his hand was sending you into the same bliss he was in, but he didn't stop. He sped up and before you knew it your toes were curling and your orgasm hit you hard. You were about ready to catch your breath, but without warning he shoved two fingers inside of you. You were so wet that pleasure struck up right away, making you scream out while he didn't hesitate to pump in and out at in expeditious pace. Your body was squirming and you couldn't stop the loud moans and screams that came out of your lips. Your body was starting to shake, not even calmed from your first orgasm, and his fingers never halted their pumping, hitting your g-spot like never before. "Norm-Norman, I-I-ca-NORM!" you didn't know if you could take it anymore. But, you also couldn't get enough. The pleasure was making you delirious. And when his fingers went into a supersonic speed you couldn't even make a sound anymore. Your mouth was parted and your mind was boggling, black dots crowding your vision. Your hips started jerking and when Norman put his thumb from the hand that was pumping fingers inside of you on your overly sensitive clit, you lost it.
He was dripping with pre-cum, almost sure he could have an orgasm from watching you.
Your eyes rolled completely into the back of your head, your body tensing up like never before when your second orgasm hit. You didn't know if you were even living or in heaven when your toes curled and your throat tightened, your mouth in the shape of screaming, but nothing coming out. When Norman felt little spurts of wetness on his hand, he knew if he acted fast he could get you to cum for him one more time in the most mind blowing way.
So he moved fast. Like flash.
He basically threw your thighs over his shoulders and in an instant, slammed him self deep inside of you. You screamed out, being spread completely by his size and barely even conscious in the first place. "FUCK!" Norman yelled out.
He had lost his grip on your wrists so you held onto him for dear life, panting and screaming like a mad man, mind slipping away and body shaking as he slammed you home.
After all the teasing and getting driven crazy, it didn't take him long to reach his orgasm, coming right along with you.
Again you couldn't make any noise, body shaking hard from your third, and final orgasm, sending squirts of liquid heat all over Norman as he filled you up with his own, yelling and swearing loudly. He had never had an intenser orgasm.

Your legs fell off his shoulders and you went limp under him. He tried his best not to collapse completely on you as he did the same. You both cuddled up to each other and you barely heard him whisper a 'happy halloween' before you both lost consciousness.