Multi Fandom Reader Inserts #3

Taken Care Of - Rick Grimes!AU

Rick had just finished his shift at the station for the day, and was driving home; he was frustrated, as his ex-wife Lori had called him a few hours beforehand to tell him that he couldn't see his son and daughter, Carl and Judith, that weekend due to her taking them to her new husband, and Rick's former best friend, Shane's parents' house. His grip on the steering wheel grew, when he noticed that you were calling him.

"Hey," he answered, using the hands-free set in his ear, his grip relaxing slightly.

"Hey," you greeted. "I just wanted to call and let you know that there's a very naked woman in your bath right now."

"There is?" Rick smirked, his cyan eyes darkening slightly as a result of his arousal.

"There is," you chuckled. "You best hurry home, Officer, or else she might get out."

"I'll be home in twenty." He breathed out, his grip growing once again when you hung up, but this time, he smiled and let his shoulders slump as he relaxed slightly.

The second he walked through the door, Rick headed to the bathroom and began to strip; by the time he had entered, his shirt was already flopped over one arm, and he was almost free of his belt.

"Well," you grinned, stretched out as much as possible in the bathtub, bubbles covering the more intimate parts of your body. "Hello there, Officer Grimes."

"Hey, baby," Rick breathed out, finally yanking his belt away and lobbing it aside before shedding the rest of his clothing and crawling in with you. "Lookin' like that, like you do, should be illegal."

"Put me in cuffs then," you winked, reaching up a wet hand and cupping his cheek before pulling him into a heated kiss. "How was work?"

"Soul suckin'," he deadpanned.

"Poor Officer," you pouted, manoeuvring your body until it was on top of his and your thighs were either side of his. "How about you let me take care of you?"

"God," he gripped your hips and sighed, able to feel how heavy his eyelids were already getting. "You certainly are a sight for sore eyes, baby... but I'm tired-"

"I understand," you reassured. "Tell you what, I'll go make dinner, we can eat, and then we'll go right to bed, okay?"