This book has imagines about Norman Reedus and his characters.
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I also do smut. So be prepared there will be smut in this book.
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"Hey Conn', did yeh hear of our lil' half-bro?", Murphy asked while cleaning their guns. Connor was busy cooking them dinner.
"Aye. He's comin' over fer Christmas. He wants to see our Irish traditions. Never been to Ireland tha' kid." "Oh damn. He will never want to leave. Even so this is not Ireland." Connor snickered. "Aye. Bet he will be all over our Irish girls." "Phew. He can get the fuck away from my girl. Not sharin' Sammi with anyone." Connor nodded. "Yeah I kno' tha'. No worries, he won't steal her. And she is all into yeh. I have no idea why." "Because I am awesome in bed yeh moron." Murphy knew that Sammi loved him for his skills in bed, especially his tongue skills. They had never really talked about other stuff then fucking and drinking. They had met in a bar in Boston some yeas ago and they always had a lot of fun. He had asked her out on a date, trying to make her comfortable and not wanting her to think he is just in for the sex. Much to his surprise it was her that wasn't getting enough of their sex and was always trying new stuff. But Murphy knew that someday, when the right guy was coming along, she would leave. So why not take their little brother. They had heard from him short before they left Ireland. Ma' had told them that their dad betrayed her once, which made him leave home in the end. The woman he fucked got pregnant and followed him to the states. So they never saw their brother, not knowing how he looked or whatever. Someday he showed up on their favorite pub, tellin' them he had found their Ma's address and she told him where to find the boys. Connor and Murphy were twins, not looking alike but no one could deny they were brothers. When they had seen their brother the fist time they both looked so surprised that the whole bar went quiet for a second. Their brother looked like a younger copy of Murphy. He was blonde, skinnier and yet, he had the same face, the same shoulders, the same moves. "Van asked if he can stay here. Told him we live in a better flat than last time and he can sleep on the couch." "Aye. Good idea. So is he coming tomorrow?" Christmas was just two days away. "Yeah in the evening. I won't be there then. Meetin' with Smecker." "Again? Yer into him?" Connor threw a spoon after him. "Shut yer hole yeh asshole. Someone has to make plans." "Aye. So I'm waitin' for that brother of ours and will tell Sammi to come over and meet him. Get it over with." "Don't be mad when Van steals her. Maybe yeh can share her." "Shut up." Connor smiled because he knew that Murphy was into threesomes. They had enough together. Except with Sammi. Somehow Murphy didn't want to share her or maybe Sammi didn't want him to be a part of their fun. Let's wait how it would be to meet your boyfriends younger version.
