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Taken by the red neck

For anon- can you make one where daryl kidnaps you from your cell to his and ties u up for some bondage sex?

My arms were bond and I couldn’t move them. I opened my eyes to see I wasn’t in my own cell. The room was lightly lit by a few candles giving the room a creepy glow. I searched around and saw a large shadow. I couldn’t see who it was but the shadow, chuckled. “Good to see you’re awake.” I knew who it was. I knew that voice anywhere. Daryl came out of the shadows with a mischievous look  on his face. “Daryl? What are you doing? And  why am I tied up?” I asked trying to move my hands again with no avail. “Simple." He took his shirt off. My cheeks grew warm. "Daryl, What do you think you’re doing?!” I argued as he removed the rest  of his clothes. His cock hitting his stomach with a slap. “I’m gonna have my way with you.” That sent shivers down south.  I rubbed my legs together putting a little friction in the spot that was now warm and wet. I had no idea why I was being turned on by this. I was just taken in the middle of the night by this hot redneck who now says he’s going to have his way with me. I shouldn’t be turned on. But that didn’t stop my juices from pouring down my legs. “Already can’t wait?” I gave him a confused look.

Is it that noticeable that I'm eager to know what he’s going to be doing to me? "Your juices are pouring down your legs.“ He pointed out and bit his bottom lip. I looked down just to see my naked body. "When did I get naked?” I asked him. “I undressed you myself. You’re a pretty heavy sleeper.” My cheeks burned with embarrassment. “This is called sexual harassment.” “Not if you like it.” He rubbed my left nipple and I caught my breath. He palmed my pussy before slipping his hand in my folds. My back arched in command as he searched my warmth brushing against my sensitive nub of nerves. Daryl got on his knees in front of me my pussy inches away from him. He blew cold air on my pussy making me shiver in anticipation. “Daryl…” I whimpered. “What do you want me to do? Where do you want me the most?” He asked his voice husky. “I- I want your mouth…” “Where?” He teased. “I want your mouth on my pussy! I want you to eat my pussy until I cum!” I screamed. Daryl shoved his tongue in my folds, searching for my clit. I gasped at the contact. Daryl hummed into my pussy sending vibrations through me. “Fuck.” I moaned. I wanted him to do it rougher. My hands were tied keeping me from taking Daryl from the back of the neck an shoving him deeper into my pussy. “Behave.”

Daryl said licking his lips. “Please make me cum Daryl.” I begged him. “As you wish.” Daryl used to fingers from his hand to separate my folds giving him a good view of my clit and my entrance. He stock his tongue into me licking my insides. “That feels so good, Daryl.” I groan loudly. Daryl pulled away standing. “Hey!” I said annoyed that he stopped. “Shut it.” He said positioning himself at my entrance. “I want to fuck you with my cock.” I could tell he was just a desperate as me. I nodded. “Yes. fuck me hard. Daryl.” “No problem there.” He slammed into me. I screamed at the feeling. Daryl didn’t slow down at all as he slammed into me harder and deeper. I gripped on to the rope keeping my hands bound hard as Daryl rocked my world. “That’s it Daryl.” I moaned. Daryl pulled my hair back revealing my neck. He bite into it groaning into it. “You like the way I fuck your tight pussy?” He asked gripping my hair tighter. The pleasure was so intense I couldn’t think of words to say. “Huh? Do you like my cock deep inside you? Fucking you? Making you feel good?” “Y-Yes!” I screamed out  my orgasm went through me. “You came?” Daryl asked me stopping.

I was breathing heavily, my feet were numb, that was intense. “Who said you could cum with out me.” He growled slamming into me again harder than ever. “Daryl! I can’t…”  I moaned. I hadn’t recover from the first time I came so I was very sensitive.  "Deal with it.“ He growled into my ear. Gripping me tightly he fucked me harder the sound of flesh sapping against each other filled my ears. Then the tightening in my stomach came rose again. "Shit I’m cumming again.” “You better not come this time.” Daryl warned. He teased my clit. “Shit!” How am I going to hold back if he teases my clit like that. “Fuck I’m cumin.” “Yes cum!” I begged him. Moments later I felt his warm stuff fill my pussy. Daryl pulled out and cut my ropes. I fell on the floor. The second orgasm was so intense my legs turned to Jelly. But I loved every minute of it. “Now Aren’t you happy I took you from your cell?” “No. I’m beyond HAPPY. We should do this again. But this time. You’re tied and I'm in control.” “That sounds like a plan.” Daryl leaned to me and kissed me. His hands made there way to my pussy and he explored my wetness. Now for round two.

Leave Me Breathless

CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 8x15!

Summary: After a fight to the death, Negan decides to take out his leftover adrenaline on an innocent bystander…and that innocent bystander is you. 

Characters: Negan x female reader

Words: 4,008

Author’s Note: Soooo I couldn’t get THIS idea out of my head, and I decided to try my hand at it. I was a bit shocked at myself, to find that this immediately went darker and dirtier than I had originally planned, but I’m pretty proud of it, even the parts that aren’t just smut. Here’s hoping y’all enjoy the ride ;)

PLEASE HEED THE WARNINGS!!!

Warnings: explicit smut, dubious consent, dominance/submission, fear kink, breath play/choking, knife kink, degradation/humiliation, a tiny moment of daddy kink, fluid play, death scene at the beginning, explicit language

Don’t say I didn’t warn ya ;)

Gif Credit goes to @hughxjackman

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You watched in silent horror, along with the rest of the Sanctuary, as two men tussled in the middle of the large room. They hit into each other with a low thud, like two battering rams colliding. You gave a low gasp when the taller man decked your leader in the face, sending him spinning. He was only deterred for a moment, as he straightened himself and hauled off a punch of his own, fist connecting with his opponent’s chin with a loud crack.

The two of them were growling and yelling like deranged beasts, a loud juxtaposition to the silent and still onlookers. You were in the front row, getting an up close and personal view of the testosterone-filled battle. You knew that this couldn’t end well…that only one of them would walk away as champion…only one would walk away alive. And yet, just like when one sees a car pile-up or a house on fire, you were unable to look away. You all stood silently and watched with bated breath, no one willing to make a noise or sudden movement that might draw the attention of the two men.

The large Savior, Simon, was thick and muscled, and had started out with the upper hand when he threw the first punch without warning. However, Negan was lean and quick, and he had pure rage on his side. His eyes almost glowed with the fire of vengeance, as the desire to punish Simon for his insurrection pulsed through his body and fueled his brutal movements. When he threw Simon to the cement floor and climbed astride him, hands at his throat, you lifted your own hand to cover your mouth, eyes wide as saucers as you watched his fingers tighten on the larger man’s windpipe. Spittle flew from his mouth, as Negan furiously accused Simon of being disloyal, his hands never wavering from the other man’s throat. You weren’t fully able to register what he was saying, your head full of a loud buzzing noise, as disbelief and morbid fascination caused goosebumps to erupt across your flesh.  

You had never thought about what death would sound like. Sure, you’d seen plenty of walkers, even seen plenty of dead bodies…mangled bodies…bloated and deformed bodies. But you’d never actually seen the life leave someone, never considered that it would have a sound.

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         “Babe, I’m going to make you forget that son of a bitch’s name.” you growled in my ear, sending a chill up my spine       “God, just fuck me already.” You moaned as he kissed and sucked on you, leaving marks and bruises from my neck to my cleavage. You pulled my sports bra roughly over my head, and soon after began working my sensitive nipples between your fingers and teeth.            “Oh my god.” A dirty string of curse words spilled from my lips, causing you to look up at me and smirk. Your hand snaked down closer to my center, stopping at the waistband of my shorts and making me writhe under your touch.         you grinned again at my moans and continued to work my nipples with your teeth while your second hand finally slipped into my shorts. Your fingers drew heavy circles on my panty clad clit.          "holy shot,” I tangled my fingers into your short hair, and you took your fingers away from my sex almost immediately, and you placed your thumb on my bottom lip, leaving me aching for more contact.          you pulled your self up so your lips were on my ear, and you whispered something to Me that sent chills throughout my body      “Call me Captain ” your hungry voice said into my . ear. “You are mine” you growled, your hands moving roughly across my body once more. Your hands found my shorts again and pulled them down, tossing them to some unknown location in the room. You then literally ripped mg underwear off, throwing the torn piece of fabric in the same direction as my shorts          you then shoved two fingers inside of me , sending a shock directly to my center. You moved your hands in circles as I curled your toes and dragged my nails down your back.            “Ahh, shit!!! Captain!!!!”i screamed as I came hard against your strong fingers. You continued to pump your fingers, eliciting more moans and screams that I were sure would carry down the hallway.            “Tell me who you belong to.” your jagged voice growled as he scraped his teeth across your neck and collarbone.          “You, B—Captain. I’m yours.” you smirked at my words, and after my orgasm you lifted you soaked fingers to my lips. You drug your fingers across my bottom lip, asking for access. You grunted and pressed your fingers into my mouth; I licked yourfingers clean.         “That’s right. You’re my little girl .” your words made me whimper, sending shivers to My core.            Next thing I knew you were teasing my clit with your huge member. you really were enormous; You hadn’t been lying about that serum. You rubbed your cock up and down my entrance until my insides were aching for any sort of penetration. You             leaned down and met my lips roughly in a battle for dominance that I easily surrendered in.your mouth attacked mines, your tongue entering my mouth at almost the exact same time that your cock thrust into me .you fell into a rhythm effortlessly; pounding me into the bed so furiously and hitting my g-spot so perfectly that it was miraculous that I didn’t come on the spot. You filled Me up perfectly and I wanted to scream out at the top of my lungs.            As if you read my mind, you pulled away from the kiss and bit at my shoulder.            “I want to hear you scream, babe. Scream for me. Let everyone know that you’re mine.” you snarled. With that Iscreamed out, turning into a moaning and shaking and screaming mess at your every touch and motion. His hands were still ravaging your body and tracing every curve, soon there would be no part of you that he hadn’t explored.          He finally settled his hands on your hips, holding you steady and digging his fingers into My in a way that was sure to leave bruises. Knowing that only pushed me closer to the edge… soon I felt myself clenching around your cock. Your fingers found my clit once more and massaged your fingers in rapid circles, extending My glorious orgasm.            “captin!!” I shouted one final time as I saw stars and felt your back arch up, which you saw as an opportunity to lean down and leave multiple hickeys on your neck and breasts. You continued to thrust into you savagely until you came in you, shooting deep into you; sticky and hot. I was screaming the whole time.            I was no less than a hot mess when you collapsed next to me , pressing gentle kisses all over your face. When you stopped, I looked at you with such an innocent grin that I couldn’t help but smile back and kiss you .         “God, that was amazing.” He said when you finally broke away from the kiss. Your now velvety hands stroked my cheek lovingly, your blue eyes full of passion and love that I had never seen before.          “I wonder how much anyone heard…” You wondered aloud, realizing that the hotel wall weren't good.            You and you both burst into a fit of giggles, and he rolled you over so you were on top of him and you were pressing kisses against my neck once more.        “Round two?” you asked me hopefully, eyes wide.            “Of course, but don’t expect me to be able to walk anytime soon" Yes

Civil War

Venom ☠

Pairings: Randy Orton X Reader Request: Can you do a Randy Orton smut. 😊 I love all the stories. Warnings: Smut Writer: K

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Someone knocks on the door of Hunters office as I’m waiting to see who my partner is for the mixed tag tonight. I’m sort of new here I debuted three weeks ago, and haven’t really gotten a story line. Hunter says ‘come in’ and the person enters.

“Randy! Glad your here. How have you been?” Hunter asks. Wow I’ve seen him perform and I always thought he was attractive but in person. Whoa! His eyes are mesmerizing.

“I’m fine, who’s this?” He asks, staring at me while Hunter answers.

“This is y/n. She debuted a few weeks ago. She is also your partner tonight in a mixed tag against Breeze and Summer.” Oh wow he’s my tag partner.

“Oh excellent, see you around beautiful.” Randy says. I blush as he exits the room. Hunter takes a seat and quietly chuckles to himself. I look over to him.

“Baby don’t get caught up with him. He will soak his venom into you and you will never be the same again.” He says as he walks out of the office.

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I have about twenty minutes before my match so I decided to go wonder around the arena. Some of the superstars stop and introduce themselves and I find most of them very nice. As I’m turning a corner I run into someone, causing them to grab onto me to keep me from falling. The frame of the person is tall, and muscular. I look up to find my tag partner for tonight.

“You know you should probably watch where you’re going.” He says slowly still holding onto me. He seems so mysterious and dark. It’s sort of captivating. I couldn’t find words. He starts to slowly lean in, and I can’t find myself the strength to pull away. He gets inches away from my lips before whispering “Come to my locker room after the match.” Before pulling away disappearing to get ready for the match.

During the match their was so much tension between us. No matter how many times I tried to look away our eyes continued to connect. He RKO’s Tyler and wins as the ref raises our hands. He never takes his eyes off of me. I make eye contact with him as he smirks and rolls out of the ring.

On my way to his locker room I get stopped every five seconds for congratulations. When I finally arrive he’s in a pair of sweats with no shirt, and his body glistening in the dim light.

“I thought you weren’t gonna come.” He says huskily as he leads me over to the couch. I watch as he takes a seat in front of me.

“So do you not talk or something?” He asks. It’s true I’ve never gotten a chance to talk to him.

“No, I can talk.” I say quietly, looking down. He stands walking over, sitting beside me. He lifts my chin with his long fingers.

“Don’t be shy around me baby.” He says caressing my face. I smile as he smirks, pushing a stray hair behind my ear.

“You have beautiful hair.” He hums. I look down, then feel him pull my face back up. He leans in connecting his lips with mine. He kisses softly. I deepen the kiss, and feel him smirk.

“I knew you weren’t shy.” I smirk slightly as he pushes me back getting on top of me kissing me heavily, his hands cascading down my body. I start to slide off his sweats as he pulls back, shaking a finger. He snatches off everything below my waist as I take off everything above it. He stares at my body before laying a trail of kisses from my collar bone all the way to my inner thighs. As he’s kissing my thighs I feel myself becoming immensely turned on. He seems to notice as he takes charge, he starts by licking strokes on my clit, massaging it with his fingers.

“You like that huh?” I nod, gripping the couch cushions. He continues dirty talking as I get closer and closer to my climax. He flicks his tongue whilst looking up at me, making eye contact, which sends me into a wave of pleasure as I release. He stands as I find composure. He slides his sweats down revealing the rest of his perfectly sculpted body. He gets back on top of me kissing me roughly. I feel him reach down and aim himself at my entrance before plunging into me causing him to mutter 'fuck’ under his breath making me even more wet. He begins to thrust in and out of me a few minutes until it gets sort of boring so he grabs my legs places them over his shoulder before making quick thrusts in and out of me.

“Ohhh Randy fuck.” I moan as he continues to the pleasure. I feel his thrusts starting to become sloppy and slightly quicker and a pleasurable burn in my core, as I grab onto his back scratching my nails across it as we both reach out orgasms. He rides out our highs before collapsing on my chest. He rests there for a minute before standing up, pulling his sweats back on. I sit up as he hands me a slip of paper.

“Meet me here tonight princess, I would love to see you again.” He says before kissing my cheek and walking out. At that moment I realize Hunter was right his venom would soak into me. But at this moment I couldn’t care less as long as I got to take it in again.

Hooping this year . Tbh it was the best season of my life so far , even with the seniors 👌👌😆😆😄 #baller #basketballlife #ballislife #defensiveplayer #embraceyourinnerchloe 😂 (at Sportsman Lodge)

TWD - Negan Imagine ~ “Lines We Cross”

Imagine for the premiere of season 10

Summary: With some of Negan’s new earned freedom, the Reader and Negan finally have the possibility to live out some of their dreams before the news about the Whisperers casts a shadow over the idyll 

Warnings: Smut

the last part /all other previous parts (You don’t have to read any previous parts to understand the plot! Hope you all like it and enjoy reading)

Today was a good day. The sun was shining brightly, only a couple puffy white clouds were dappling the blue sky, the infirmary was running smoothly, and the streets of Alexandria were filled with people enjoying the warm weather.  Winter was far gone, the snow storm only part of your memories by now and almost as much as the seasons had changed, your situation had too. It had become quiet around the whole whisperer topic, everybody knew they were in a way omnipresent on their side of the border, but they hadn’t strayed from it, giving the communities a bit of an opportunity to breathe and overcome the deaths they had caused as well as possible.  And not only the situation of the communities had changed, your personal one had too and you could be reminded by it simply by looking outside the window. Down there by the field of tomatoes crouched a tall man, picking the ripe red ones off the bushes while each of his movements let the thick blue shirt he was wearing tense over his broad back. He shifted a little, adjusting his position before pushing the gray cap on his head deeper, trying to let it shield him more from the sun before he reached back down, though not without halting for a moment. He turned his head, only just enough to look up at the window and glimpse at you, his concentrated mien from before vanishing as a grin let his lips curl up and let his dimples show beneath his salt and pepper stumble show, before he winked roguishly at you. Negan was out. 

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me talking to my pet, in the same gentle and soft tone you would use talking to an infant: hey assmaster what the fuck is in your mouth

Best Fuck Ever

hey there! I have a request: could you make one where daryl and y/n go on a run and end up in a library/ bookstore. You guys split up and then after a while he caughts you reading dirty stuff… and he gets a little excited ;)

Y/n sighed heavily as she tossed and turned on her bed. Sweat trickled from her brow and she slammed her fist on the bed angrily. When was the last time she had any sexual release? She thought to herself. Oh yea ever since the end of the world happened. She cant even remember how long it had been now. Its not like she kept counting the days, weeks and months, for all she knew it could’ve been years. Morning came slower than y/n wanted but she was glad she could get her mind off how sexually frustrated she is. “Are you okay?” Rick asked her. She had been working non stop since she woke up this morning. “Yea. Why?” “Because you’ve been going around fixing and cleaning and lets not forget gardening all day. She wiped the sweat off her face with her shirt sighing. She hadn’t notice how long she had been going around doing stuff. "I guess I have a lot of energy to burn.” Rick looked over her shoulder. “Well if you need to burn more energy why don’t you go help Daryl on a run. Looking to where Daryl was getting his motorcycle. Shrugging she agreed. "Hey Daryl.” Y/n ran up to him. “What'da you want?” “Rick asked me to go with you on the run.” Daryl stared at y/n. First he was looking her in the eye but then his eyes started traveling further down and rested on her breast. Y/n didn’t seem to notice as she asked him  if she could go with him. Her breast bounced as she called his name. Daryl gulped and shook the urge coming over him. “So can I come with?” Gulping he spoke. “Yes get on.”

Y/n moved uncomfortably in her seat as they drove to their destination. The vibration the motorcycle  was sending small waves of pleasure through her pussy making it moist. Y/n arms which are wrapped around Daryl’s waist tighten and she pressed herself to him, her breast pressed hard against his back. She leaned her head on back trying to control herself. Driving was becoming hard for Daryl as Y/n pressed closer to him rubbing her tits on his back He could feel her hard nipples against him which only made him want her so bad. One at the destination Y/n flew off the bike she was a bit flushed. “Let’s look for anything we need and keep your guard up. Nodding we went in. Setting everything on the motorcycle she noticed there was a library across from them. 'I should get something’s to read.’ She thought to herself.  "I’m going in there." She pointed to the library. "What for? We don’t need nothing from there.” Rolling her eyes she headed towards the library with her weapon up and leaving Daryl behind. After killing a walker that been there she looked around and took a few comic books for Carl, a few baby books to read to Judith. She stopped in her tracks  something catching her eyes. “Well this is interesting…” Taking a book in her hand she read the back. “The red neck.” She read the Curiosity got the better of her and she began reading the book.

Daryl tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for Y/n. It’s been a while and he began to worry. Sighing angrily he decided to go check on her. Walking into the library with his crossbow aiming incase any walkers popped out of no where. *Breathing heavily* Daryl looks around confused. Following the small noise he comes to find Y/N reading a book and rubbing her breast. Daryl froze in his tracks and hide so she wouldn’t see him. “What is she doin?” He whispered to himself. In his pants his cock began to throb. He was getting turned on.

Y/n sighed in pleasure as she rubbed her nipple in between her thumb and forefinger. She held the romantic/sexual novel In her left hand reading it and picturing everything the man was doing to the woman was happening to her. Sucking on two of her  fingers she let them go down beneath where she  was craving them most. Playing with her wetness her love juice lubricated her fingers. Slowly she circled her clit and the pleasure was slowly building. Her clit grew hard under the light touch she gave it which only made her go mad. The novel fell to the floor her forgetting it completely as she rubbed her breast adding to the pleasure. She fell to her knees and added more pressure to her clit and moved her fingers faster. Y/n held in the moans that dare to escape her lips.

Unzipping his pants Daryl sneaked his cock out freeing it from its holding place. He stroked it a little as he watched Y/n masturbating. He teased the sensitive head of his cock. He let out a little sigh as he continued to watch Y/n with pure desire.

Y/n heard a noise. ‘It sounded like a sigh?’ She thought and took a peek from where the noise came from. There She saw Daryl watching her as he masturbated. Normally she would curse him out and hide from embarrassment but it was just to exciting for her. Smiling she got on all fours revealing her pussy to him and swore she heard him groan. Y/n pushed her pussy lips apart revealing her secret pink flesh. From where she was she could hear Daryl mumbling something. Holding the urge to laugh she stuck a finger in her pussy and moaned. “Shit.” Daryl cursed.

She’s doing this on purpose. Daryl growled as he pumped his hand back and forth on his dick. Y/n was there on all fours showing him everything finger fucking herself. Daryl had half a mind to go over there and just shove his dick inside her and fuck her until she’s screaming his name attracting all the walkers around. “Oh Daryl.”  she moaned slipping another finger into her pussy. Daryl froze for a second. 'Am I caught?' Was the first thing that went through his mind but did it really matter to him if he was caught?

Slowly coming out from his hiding place he kneeled on the floor with Y/n ass and fingered filled pussy Daryl leaned closer feeling the heat radiating from her precious area. “What are you waiting for? An invitation?” Y/n asked Daryl and she removed her fingers from inside her. “Fuck me.” Not waiting He slammed inside her. Her pussy clenched around his cock at his sudden intrusion. Y/n gasped at the length and thickness of his man hood. She could already feel herself about to climax. Closing her eyes tightly she begged Daryl to fuck her. Withdrawing his cock he slammed into her again and again. “So you knew I was there watching you and that got you off huh? You little slut?" Daryl spanked Y/n making her eyes tear up and let out a small whimper. "Huh?” He slapped her ass again demanding an answer from her.   "Yes…“ "Yes, What?” A sudden shock made her shake, she realize Daryl had reached over and was circling her clit with the tip of his finger. “I’m a little slut.” Her voice was shaky. “Good girl.” Daryl wrap both hands on her waist and gripped it tight and slammed into harder and faster than he did before. Y/n bit her lip until she drew blood.

Gasping her vision became blurry. 'This is going to be a powerful one.’ Yup the orgasm that was building was definitely going to be intense.  "Are you about to cum?“ Daryl whispered seductively in my ear. Y/n breathing by now was beyond normal. She couldn’t control how hard and fast her breathing was and she really liked it. Because it was all being caused by her best fuck ever, Daryl Dixon. "Are you?” He asked again grazing her sweet spot. She shook under him. “Did I find your sweet spot?” Managing to nod Daryl grinned. He couldn’t deny he was super excited by the way she respond to his strokes. “Cum." Daryl yelled as he spilled his seed deep In Y/n pussy. Hitting her sweet spot again she screamed her orgasm. Clenching and unclenching around Daryl’s cock. Y/n could feel Daryl’s seed spilling from her pussy.  

Fixing the shirt she had been wearing she sat on the motorcycle behind Daryl. She placed a hand around his waist. Once again the vibration of the motorcycle started vibrating her clit. Half way back Y/n leaned over to Daryl’s ear. "When we get back we’re having around 2.” Daryl stiffen but she knew he was probably hard. She giggled and comfortably laid her head on his back for the rest of the way.