Norman Reedus Imagines

Norman takes your virginity

You met Norman at a convention downtown one late, winter night. Your best friend, who was a big fan of the show The Walking Dead, dragged you down there because she wanted to meet the very famous Norman Reedus. Of course, at the time you really didn't care about him, and then when he showed up an hour late for his photo ops, you told your friend you were going to go look around because you didn't want to wait in line to see some stuck up celebrity that was treating his fans like crap. In your search for the bathroom after that, you ended up in some weird part of the building, seeming to be away from the actual convention when you ran smack into someone.

Now, a few months later, you walk into Norman's apartment, greeting his cat as he steps inside from behind you to put the leftovers from your dinner into his fridge. It was your birthday last week and since Norman was out of town, he took you out for dinner and a movie tonight.

You and Norman aren't dating, in fact, you aren't sure what you are. At first you were just friends that chatted every so often, but then you started seeing more and more of each other and it has somehow developed into this flirty friendship.
Well at least it's flirty to you. You don't think Norman would ever like you the way you like him because, why would he? He could have literally any girl he wanted, so why would he choose you?
"Babe," Norman's voice is above you and you look up, away from Eye In The Dark, who was cooing at your feet. "C'mere," Norman said, holding his hand out to you. You smiled and slid yours into his, allowing him to help you stand up and then leading you over to the couch. He sat down first, but then when you went to sit next to him, he tugged your hand a bit and pulled your body closer to his. You blushed, bitting your lip when you noticed you were basically sitting in his lap. You were almost afraid you were crushing him because you've never seen yourself as skinny like some of the girls you've known Norman has been with, but he didn't seem to show any signs of pain, just a smirk as his hand rested very low on your back. "You look very nice tonight, babe," he whispers to you, his breath hot on your neck, making you shiver.
"T-Thank you," you blush, looking down at your lap. Norman notices and slides his free hand under your chin, lifting your head up to look at him. Your eyes meet his beautiful baby blue ones, only making your cheeks tingle even more. Norman's thumb moves up so it's slowly brushing your cheek while his eyes gaze into yours. His affection has your heart thumping hard in your chest while your eyes get sucked into his. For what seems like forever, you both just look at each other, his thumb brushing over the soft skin on you cheek.
But then your breath gets caught in your throat when you notice Norman start to lean in closer to you. His eyes dart down to you parted lips and before you know it, his are pressed against yours.
Your heart skips a beat before stumbling to get back into the right rhythm as his soft lips gently caress yours, almost like he was unsure of how you would react. But when you screwed your head back on right and started kissing him back, he intensified the kiss.
Your hands immediately moved to rest on his shoulders, sliding back to curl into his hair. After kissing and taking in each others taste for a while, Norman's tongue asked for entrance into your mouth as his hands gripped onto your hips. When you parted your lips to accept the wet muscle, letting it massage your own, Norman took the signal and pulled you completely onto his lap so you were straddling him. You blushed at the new position, especially when you felt his bulge against you, but you didn't stop your now steamy make-out session. Your heart was racing and only continued to pick up speed when Norman's hands started sliding under your shirt. When they stopped in their path, you felt a little relieved, focusing on how your tongues battled inside of your hot, wet kiss for a while longer until Norman's hands worked with a determined pace to get your shirt off. "Norm," you breathed, pulling back a bit. He tried to follow you with his lips, but you shook your head and put a hand on his chest, trying your best to ignore the sensation in your stomach that was going against you.
"What's wrong?" Norman asked, breathless as he looked up to you. You cheeks flushed for the hundredth time and you couldn't look at him since you were so embarrassed.
"I should head home," you whispered, adverting your eyes from him.
"Babe, what's wrong?" Norman persists, his eye strying to find yours.
You gnaw on the inside of your cheek, full on embarrassed now. "I..." you start. "I've never..." you trailed off, wishing you could hide from his gaze.
"You're a virgin," Norman more of states instead of asks, making your face become aflame again while you nodded. "Hey, look at me," Norman senses your sudden shyness, getting you to peek up at him. "You don't have to do anything if you don't want to," he reach up to brush your hair back behind your ear.
"But I do want to..." you mumble, letting your hand rest on his chest. "I just..." you weren't sure how to say that you hated your body. That you were afraid for him to see you naked and then look at you with disgust like you do towards yourself. "I-I-" you have trouble finding the words, but Norman eases you from the trouble when he lightly presses his lips against yours. "Relax, babe. Talk to me."
You sigh, nodding as you kiss him back lightly once more. "I want you," you mumble. "I want you, Norman, but.. Why do you want me?"
Norman's face contorts in confusion at your question. "Why wouldn't I want you?" He responds, his lips still brushing against yours. "You're amazing," he kisses your jaw. "Sweet.." He moves to the top of your neck, getting your breath to hitch. "The most beautiful girl I've ever seen.." he sucks lightly at the spot where your neck and shoulder meet, making you gasp. His words have you melting as he kisses down lower while his hands rise up under your shirt. "Tell me if you want me to stop," he mumbles, glancing up at you before starting to lift your shirt up over your head. And you let him, looking at the fabric as he drops it onto the floor below you, too afraid to look at his face. But his hands run up and down your bare sides, making you shiver. "So sexy," he husks, bowing his head down to kiss and suck the skin from your collar bone down to your breasts. You bite your lip hard, hands resting on Norman's shoulders as his hands run up and down your torso, stopping at your bra clasp. He undoes it and pulls the straps down your arm, letting it fall down on the floor with your shirt. You expect Norman to do something, but he just sits there and stares at you. Is something wrong? He thinks your ugly, doesn't he? He thinks your boobs aren't big enough compared to all his other girl friends, right?
Suddenly, feeling exposed, your arms come up to cross over your bare chest, which only get Norman to snap out of his trance and look into your eyes. "You're completely mesmerizing," he says as his hands wrap around your wrists, pulling them away from your chest. You watch as he leans towards you, letting his tongue dart out and circle around your erect nipple, making you gasp out a moan. That felt really good..
"Norman..." you breathe, building up confidence. "In the bedroom... please.." you weren't going to deny how badly you wanted this and Norman seems more than into it as well. But if you are going to do this, it's not going to be on that stiff ass couch.
Norman kisses you with force as he stands up, doing his best to maneuver while you blocked his sight. But you both got to his bedroom safely and he laid you gently down on his bed, breaking away from your lips. He stood before you, gazing down at your body as he started to strip himself of his clothes. You found yourself getting surprisingly wet as you watched him, so much so that you were starting to squirm. But soon Norman rid of all his clothes and started to hike down your bottoms, your panties following with. "So. Damn. Beautiful," Norman husked as he climbed over your body, connecting his lips to yours once more while his hand moved down to your dripping core. You were so nervous. What if you were bad? What if- Oh, shit.
Norman's fingers brushed against your clit, causing you to gasp loudly into his mouth, your hand flying to tangle in his hair. He started to massage your bundle of nerves, sending jolts of pleasure down your spine. But it's when one of his long fingers slid inside of you that you really felt how good it was. Your back arched and you had to break away from Norman's lips to bit onto your bottom one. "Norm.. That feels... really good," you breathe out, a little embarrassed.
"Let me hear you, babe. I want to hear you moan," his voice was rough in your ear, making you have no choice but follow his command when a whimper/moan slipped out of your mouth.
"Norman, I want you inside of me... I need you," your eyes were closed as the words spilled out of your mouth. Norman shifted his position on the bed, removing his fingers from your core, making you groan at the loss of pleasure, but soon, you felt something else.
The tip of his hardness was rubbing up and down your slit. Is it normal to be this wet? Oh, God, you were really wet..
"Are you sure you want this?" Norman leaned over you to ask.
"Yes, I'm sure," you don't hesitate, bringing his head down to crash your lips to his while he lines his member up to your hole. "This might hurt a bit, babe," he mumbles, slowly pushing himself inside of you.
Your mouth parts against his lips, letting out a shaky breath at the pain you initially feel when he stretches you out. You whimper, bringing his lips down on yours to try and distract you as he stops to let you adjust. He wasn't even fully in yet.
He rubs his thumb lightly over your clit to try and give you some pleasure to focus on while he pushes the rest of his length inside of you. "You feel so good, babe," he growls, turning you on enough that your hips arch, signaling him to continue. He does, but takes it slow to not hurt you while caressing your body, being as gentle as he can.
Soon, the pain starts to fade, being taken over my pleasure that made a tight sensation grow in your core. "Faster," you breathe to Norman, needed to quench the need you felt deep inside of you. Norman started to pick up his pace, thrusting in and out of you. Moans immediately sounded out from you and this time you couldn't control them.
You tugged at Norman's hair and clawed at his back when you felt his speed only increase along with the feeling of tightness that grew in your stomach. "Oh God.." you moaned. Everything felt so good. You couldn't pinpoint the pleasure, especially when Norman leaned down to start sucking on your erect nipples. "Norman... I.. I.." you didn't exactly know what was happening, but you still felt you should warn Norman. You felt like you were going to explode.
"That's right, babe. Let it go. Cum for me," he urges, only making his pace even faster.
"Oh!" Your back arches and you yell out, feeling your whole body start to tingle. But it's not until Norman begins to vigorously rub your clit again that something inside of you explodes and your orgasm rushes over you like a tidal wave. "Norman!" You scream out, your toes curling and hands tightening in his hair. "Fuck! Norm!"
He responds to your yells of ecstasy with grunts that were deep in you ear. "Y/N,"he growls, crashing his lips to yours. His thrusts get sloppy and soon, his eyes are squeezing shut as he too cums. "Fuck," he huffs, his body collapsing down onto the bed next to you.
You both lay there, trying to catch your breath as you huff.
But then you realize what just happen and blush, rolling to bury your beat red race into Norman's chest.
He chuckles and wraps his arms around you, starting to brush his fingers through your hair. "You're so beautiful, babe," he whispers. "I'm glad you trusted me enough to do that."
"I trust you more than anybody," you mumble sleepily, yawning.
"Good," he states, rubbing his hand on your back. It's quiet for a while and his heart beat is starting to lull you to sleep. But before you pass out, you manage to hear one last thing.
"Will you be my girlfriend, Y/N?"