Carl Grimes Imagines ➹ Smut&Fluff

First Time (Smut)

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Carl's arm wraps around your waist while the two of you walk down the dirt path toward the lake, "There it is."

He places his hand on his gun, just in case there were any unwanted surprises.

He releases his grip from your waist to stand in front of you. He walks slowly, gun in hand, and checks for anything. You walk right behind him, and he comes to a stop. He reaches behind and touches your thigh, which means the coast is clear. He turns around and the both of you smile.

"My knight in shining armor," you smile, "What would I do without you?"

He looks down and scratches the back of his head, "I kind of need to protect you. You're the only thing left in this world that I would reproduce with."

"Shut up," you giggle and punch his arm.

"Hey, it's true. We need people when this miserable world pieces back together. Right?" he asks with his lips tightened, proving his point.

You shrug and sit on a smashed car, "I don't know. Do you think we'll even survive that long?" you ask, fiddling with your gun.

Carl sits next to you and plays with your hair. "Hopefully. (Y/N) Grimes has a nice ring to it don't you think? We would raise a family, have a huge house. Sound like a plan?" he rubs your hand.

You look at him, smile, and nod.

After about twenty seconds of silence, he plants his lips onto yours, which takes you by surprise. You just roll with it and close your eyes. You lay down on top of the car, Carl slightly leaning over you. His hand made his way slowly to your thigh while you two kiss heavily.

As he kisses you, he slowly slips his hand up your shirt, waiting for your approval. You stop him, and turn your head. He looks at you embarrassed, "O-oh I'm sorry (Y/N)... I didn't know you didn't-"

He starts to get up, but you pull him back down.

"I didn't say no. I just want to do this somewhere comfortable... i-it's my first time doing this. I don't want to be out in the open," you tell Carl while his eyes are tightly closed.

"I want it to be just you... and me."

He nods understandingly, "Of course (Y/N). Anything for you. Especially under the uh..
c-circumstances. I honestly didn't know."

"It's fine... I want it to be you. Only you. Let's just go," Carl and you briefly search for a more closed off area or anything.

He finds a secluded, but tiny shack about a couple hundred yards away behind some trees.

"There, (Y/N)! See? It looks like somebody tried to burn it down. Hopefully there's nothing in there," Carl points in the direction.

You start walking with him. You stop after a about twenty yards, "Carl, it's okay," you sit down, "Right here is fine. We don't have to run all the way over there."

He looks towards the minuscule building that could probably only hold one of us, then sits down next to you, "If you say so. I just want you to be comfortable."

He holds your hand. You look at him, and smash your lips onto his and collide tongues. You sit on top of him and his eyes widen, then he smiles, "Oh... okay."

You slowly take off your shirt, but you cover your stomach. Teasing him, he whimpers and rips it off over your arms. You smile wickedly and take off his shirt. He picks you up off of him, and stands up.

"(Y/N), you're sure you want to do this? I mean I do... I mean... I don't know. You're so special to me and I can't hurt you," He looks down at you.

You stand up and lean on him, "I honestly just want to get it over with. I love you a lot. I need to do it sooner than later. We are in a world that is like, eighty percent dead people. I don't want to die a virgin."

You close your eyes, and put your head on his chest, "Please, you only."

You can hear him unbuckling his belt and sliding down his jeans. You slowly pull down your sweat pants, embarrassed by your body. Carl stares at you, "You're so beautiful. How are you so insecure? You're perfect. Everything about you is perfect," he pulls you close.

He kisses your neck, and you close your eyes and wrap your arms around him. He tries to unhook your bra, but struggles. You reach behind your back and help him, "I got it."

He blushes, then stops trying.

The air is cold against your bare skin, "Hold on babe. I got a blanket from the run," Carl rummages through the duffel bag.

You cover yourself with your arms, while he wraps the both of you together under the blanket.

"Warm?" he asks quietly.

You nod and his lips brush against your neck. You giggle into his shoulder. He picks you up, and pins you to the big tree. Your legs still wrapped around his waist, he pulls down his boxers, and your underwear.

You flinch by his touch, but get comfortable. He holds you close, and you close your eyes.

"Okay," he whispers to himself.

You nod, and he begins to slowly push into you. You let out a low moan. It hurts a bit, and you dig your nails into his back. He winces at the pain, but ignores it. You groan, "Oh n-"

Your sounds are muffled into his chest. Your bodies are pressed together, and he keeps you close. You imagined it would go much differently, but this was just as amazing. His facial expressions change each thrust he takes.

His hips roll and his eyes are glued to you and your body. He pushes in again and holds for a few seconds.

He pulls you closer so your back is off the tree. He slips out quickly and tightens his eyes shut even more. You feel the thick warm liquid on your back. He uses his boxers to wipe it off.

Before putting on your clothes, he cuddles you on the blanket. You don't talk much, but instead, the silence talked for you. He runs his fingers through your hair, and holds you close.

The time flew by, and he pulls up his boxers, and you put your underwear on. Carl folds the blanket, and he glances in your direction. He does a double take, then gets up. He gets up slowly, "My God. You look so gorgeous right now."

He puts his hand on your cheeks and pulls you closer. He kisses you until your body is pressed against his.

"I love you so much (Y/N), you're the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I kind of have something to tell you," he mumbles.

You look at him as a signal for him to continue. He exhales, "That was also my first time," he blushes, embarrassed for not saying anything, "I don't know why I didn't bring it up like you sort of did. I just want to let you know that you were my first, and it was amazing for me."

"Well... I didn't really mind that you didn't say anything. I mean, I understand why you didn't. I love you to hell and back, and that's a stupid thing to get mad over. If you said you were a virgin, but you actually weren't... then I'd be a little weirded out. And it was amazing, but it was a little painful. Hopefully next time it won't hurt as bad."

He smirks, "Next time?".

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