Norman Reedus Imagines

1| DD imagine: lust

1 | Daryl Dixon imagine

Imagine Daryl catches you getting changed in your home in Alexandria, he sneaks into your house a things get heated.

Theme: smut, foul language.

You took your shirt off and bra, then pulling your pants down, you threw your clothes into the plastic tub and walked to the bathroom; getting into your shower.

Daryl's eyes dug into you while you was getting changed, you was too much of in a rush to care who saw you; although Daryl saw you.

You finished your shower, still naked you wrapped a towel round you; Daryl creeped up the stairs.

Coming behind you he placed his hand over your mouth to stop you from screaming, turning around you could see the lust in his eyes and his hard cock poking through his pants.

Your shocked face shifted to a surprised but amused face, Daryl was confused but that didn't stop him from wanting to tear into you.

Daryl pulled the towel off of you, almost making you slip he grabbed you by the wrist, he directed you to the bedroom where he threw you on the bed.

You was confused to how this was happening, realising Daryl must of seen you getting changed, your cheeks went red.

However, you didn't mind. You've liked Daryl since you saw him and what was going to take place had already happened in your dreams.

*smut ahead*

Hovering over you he kissed your breasts sucking on them every so fast but gently, you let out soft moans which only excited him more.

Daryl took off his jacket and shirt, revealing his chest, his fingers moved down to your entrance, penetrating you with his index finger you let out a loud moan, seeing the lust in his eyes that he had for you.

Daryl carried on penetrating you with his fingers until he couldn't take it anymore; he took off his belt and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the ground. He turned you over so you was facing away from him.

"May I?" He asked, for your permission.

"Yes." You breathed.

Daryl slowly entered your tight pussy, you both moaned as the feeling was more than perfect.

Daryl penetrated you slow at first, his hands rested on your waist while he bucked his hips against your arse.

Sweet nothings filled the room as you both continued, Daryl turned you over so you were facing him. He penetrated you faster, his groans became louder and his nails had left scratches all over you.

"I'm getting close." He breathed out.

You held onto him as the pleasure was indescribable.

"Come for me." You moaned out, holding his hands you tightened your grip.

Daryl released into you, you both completely forgot the chance of you being pregnant as babies didn't really exist anymore; apart from Judith.

Daryl fell next to you, trying to catch his breath as you were having a big freak out in your mind.

"How, what, why–"

Before you could ask anymore, Daryl sealed your worries with a kiss.

"You was getting changed, it excited me." He grinned.