Dinner with Grimes
Carl Grimes x female reader
I literally screamed when I wrote the last few sentences 🤭
You and Carl had decided to host dinner at your place. But you just wanted to tease Carl, so you wore an incredibly short dress.
You entered the kitchen; Carl was there making spaghetti. He eyed you up and down. "Hey, Y/N..." You smirked. "Carl, are you okay?" He started sweating. "Y—yeah. I'm fine."You joined him and started making orange juice. "Fuck, Y/N," he muttered. "What was that?" You asked with a grin on your face. He pinned you against the kitchen counter. You smirked and knew your plan was definitely working.
"Carl, what are you doing?" You innocently asked. "Y/N, are you sure you wanna do this?" He asked. You smirked. "Yeah," you said.
He lifted your dress up, revealing your lacey black panties that you wore just for him.
"Fuck, Y/N, you make me so fucking hard." You moaned as he squeezed your ass. You slipped off your panties. "That's better," he said. You smiled and bit your lip, knowing what he'd do, next. He slapped your ass, making you whimper in pleasure.
You moaned as he rubbed his cock over your folds. "Carl, don't make me wait..."
He took off his shirt. He grabbed your hair and pulled it. "Carl, please," you begged. He was teasing you. You knew it. "You want my cock that badly?" He asked with a stupid smirk on his face. You couldn't help but nod.
"Please, just fuck me..." You begged. He slammed inside you, making you moan loudly. "Fuck," he grunted. He pulled your hair. "Tell me how much you love my cock, you whore." He demanded.
"Carl, you have the biggest fucking cock, it's so fucking good," you moaned. He thrusted inside you. "Please, I can't take this!" You moaned. "Carl, please!" You screamed as he hit your spot.
You felt yourself start to melt. "I'm gonna come," you whined. He didn't slow down. "Fuck, Carl!" You cried out. "Come, Y/N," he groaned.
You heard a door open. "Holy shit! What the fuck, Y/N. Disgusting." You heard Glenn mutter. He covered his eyes and rushed out of the house.
"That's gonna be a lot to explain..." You said.
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I enjoy Christmas. What a wonderful way to close your year. Paying homage to an evergreen creature.
—M'yrnn, Supergirl, “Reign”
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ive seen debbie written as being ableist to ian in some fics, but i can never understand it because i feel like out of all of the siblings she was the most understanding. yes, at fourteen she did say “totally monica”, but i feel like compared to everything fiona, lip, and carl said, that’s nothing. just look at how debbie helped monica, sheila, and ian, she tries her best to help and understand. from making mickey come back to ian/trying to get him his meds, her line to ian in season 9 about him not taking care of himself, and then again in season 10 convincing him to get back with mickey proves that she has always cared about ian’s health even further. she wouldn’t purposefully try to hurt ian by using his bipolar disorder against him, if anything, lip or even fiona would do that.
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