Rick Sanchez || Foxy Grandpa || Rick and Morty

Friends with Benefits I

Rick Sanchez was in no relations to you.

He was your uncle Jerry's father-in-law which meant when you came over to stay with your cousins, Morty and Summer, you seen a lot of Rick. And since you were twenty-four with no job, because you couldn't keep one, because they bored you, you found yourself over a lot at the Smith's... and I mean a lot.

"H-Hey [Name]?"

Morty questioned you one day. You raised a brow and turned to the shorter male looking down at him with your [e/c] gaze.

"Yeah Morty?"

"W-why are you and gr-grandpa Rick always hanging out in the garage? I mean -- I mean that's kinda strange."

You gave an unsure smirk, slightly amused with his concern for why you were always hanging around his grandfather. But you understood completely the younger boy's concern. After all, he was your cousin and his grandfather Rick was crazy as they come.

But he was incredibly intelligent.

"Your grandpa and I are just friends Morty. I help him out and I don't really annoying him I guess?"

"I-Is this because of that whole IQ test you t-t-took back in highschool?"

You couldn't help but snort. You had taken an IQ test back in high school and scored in the top 12% of the smarter people in the world who had also taken the test.

Needless to say, this was the reason why you couldn't keep a job and became bored so easily.

"I'm not some wiz-kid Morty if that's what you're asking. But, yeah, I guess? He normally doesn't have to explain something to me more than twice for it to stick."

You told him. He looked down at his feet for a minute before he glanced back up at you.

"Y-You know [Name] ever since you started hanging out with Rick, h-he's been a l-little nicer... so I guess whatever you're d-doing is o-okay. Just try not to get yourself hurt or k-killed or anything."

Morty told you before he walked away leaving you to think about his lingering words in your brain. You blinked twice as you watched him leave the livingroom before you turned and walked through the kitchen to head for the garage.

Rick had texted you a while ago telling you that he needed your help with something, but you were stopped almost immediately by Morty as soon as you walked in through the door.

Opening the garage door without knocking you stepped inside and seen Rick tinkering with whatever he had laying out on his desk.

"Hey, you needed me?"

You called out as you closed the door behind you. You were greeted with a belch while Rick kept his back to you.

"Hand me the -- the flat head beside you."

You walked over to his shelf that held the many different tools and different items the had acquired on all his whacky adventures. Picking up the tool he needed you walked over beside him and held it out for him.

"T-Thanks. Hey, what took you so long?"

He questioned his gaze fixated on some type of collar device he seemed to be toying with. You blinked slowly and crossed your arms over your chest as you leaned back against his work table.

"Morty stopped me. Wanted to tell me how weird it was that I was always hanging out with his grandpa and shit like that."

Rick narrowed his eyes a bit as he tightened the bolt on the side of the collar.

"D-Did you tell him -- did you tell him about - "

"Of course not I'm not an idiot!"

You scoffed narrowing your eyes as equally as Rick was doing right now only you were looking at him.

"He just thinks that I help you out here in the garage. Which I mean, technically isn't a lie either."

That brought a smirk to Rick's lips. He put the flat head down and picked up the collar looking at it.

"Here, put this around your neck."

He said handing you the silver device. You took it and looked it over for a minute.

"What is this a shock collar for humans?"

You half joked. You could never be too sure when it came to Rick Sanchez, you had learned your lesson regarding that.

"J-Just put it on and stop be-being stupid."

He said pulling out his flask and taking a swig. You sighed and put the object around your neck and locked it into place. You could seen a faint glow come from the front where you noticed a green little light had been placed.

"Okay? What's it suppose to do?"

You questioned fiddling with the collar for a moment before Rick stood up. He towered over you as he returned his flask to his inner lab pocket and then abruptly kissed you.

You were confused, but this wasn't the first time that Rick just randomly wanted something like this from you. But you were smart enough to know that it must have been something to do with the collar he had made.

His tongue darted out of his mouth and entered yours. You felt the pit of your stomach start to warm and suddenly you heard three beeps.

"Ah!"

You yelped out after the collar shocked you. You stared up wide eyed at Rick as you broke the kiss. Your whole jaw had locked up on you when the small shock came, but it didn't do anything to help the warmth in your stomach.

"W-What the fuck was that!?"

You questioned glaring up at Rick. He just smirked as he grabbed your hips and pushed you back and up onto his work bench.

"That was the electroshock that happened -- that happens everytime you start getting a l-little bit too happy."

He informed you with a smirk. Your felt your face loose all color. Your stomach turned upside down. So it was a human shock collar. But why would Rick do something like this? He was Rick C-137. He wasn't evil or crazy, well crazy maybe, but he wasn't the type of guy who would intentionally hurt you... was he?

"Relax. The reason why I even made it was be-because you told me about your little -- your little BDSM shit. It shocks you t-to pleasure you."

You felt your cheeks warm. So the fact that Rick was doing this for your pleasure meant that he hadn't made it to hurt you, but to give you that little extra boost during your sexual encounters.

"H-Here, lemme see."

He said lowly as his hand slipped down the front of your jeans and instantly grinned.

"D-Damn, baby, you're so wet."

He teased causing you to gasp as his fingers found your clit. You heard those three quick little beeps again before the shock came. You yelped and arched your back, pushing your hot and sopping wet vigina further onto his hand.

You heard Rick groan and heard as his fingers pushed into you and his whole hand started moving up and down quickly. Your hands reached out and you grabbed his lab coat, pulling him closer and crashing your lips down onto his.

The two of you kissed in a sloppy manner as more beeps came and you were shocked again.

Rick grunted in the kiss, feeling a tingling sensation on your lips as the shock came. He pulled away right after.

"Fuck... you're soaking through your panties... t-that's fucking hot, babe."

"Why don't you just fuck me already?"

You asked through heavy breathes as Rick's eyes widened and a playful smirk crossed his face.

"Al-alright baby, get ready f-for Daddy's big ol' dick then."