My fic Finally Kiss the Bloody Idiot is very close to 20k hits, and as a celebration, I’m taking prompts in this verse. I’ll try to write them all as quick as possible, and might even post them on AO3.
i’m reallyyyyyy debating deleting this blog tbh like i never have time for it and i honestly just don’t really care abt coming on here atm… but i feel like i might regret it after hmmmmmmm decisions decisions
Wooooo it’s finally here after so much procrastinating (haha whoops)
Warnings: Lil bit of smut
Months passed and Doll became apart of the Grimes family, although she still asked for Carl’s permission for things and was especially obedient and submissive when Negan or his men came around. Sometimes even for a just for a little while, she could forget her past and what she was. And when Carl finally got the guts to kiss her (she had been waiting and throwing hints for what felt like forever), it was one of those times. There weren’t spark flying or anything like that, just a beautiful warmth and sweetness. The sound of Michonne shouting brought her back, just before Carl was yanked away from her by his ear. She gave Doll an apologetic smile and pulled him off to the side where Rick waited. They seemed very heated, both yelling at her one-eyed master. Carl looked to be yelling back and she sighed, getting up off her knees, seeing as she had been working in the garden before he had made his move. She brushed off her legs and made her way over to them, but she could hear them before she even reached Carl.
“I don’t get why this is such a problem!” He said defensively, wearing a glare that Doll knew all too well.
“Because Doll can’t say no! She is practically a slave to you!” Michonne scolded and she decided to step in.
“Wait, wait!” Doll’s heart fluttered as attention was brought to her “M-may I speak?” She murmured, already knowing the answer. Carl nodded. “It’s not like that at all, ma'am. I like Ca- my master in a romantic sense, I wanted him to kiss me. He didn’t force himself upon me.”
Carl smiled and slid his hand into yours.
“I care about Doll, I wouldn’t ever do anything that she wasn’t comfortable with, I promise.”
Michonne’s eyes flitted to Rick asking his opinion.
“If she feels the same and says it’s alright, then I trust them,” he murmured before waving the couple off.
Day turned to night and Carl decided to resign for the evening, Doll trailing behind him. The boy started to change into his pajamas, his bare chest exposed when Doll came up behind. Her sweet lips pressed against his back, her hands sliding up his chest. His placed his own upon her’s and looked over his shoulder to admire her fondly.
“Is this alright, Master?” Carl shivered, the way her mouth formed that word was practically a seduction in itself.
“Of course, darling.” He smirked and turned, cupping her face and kissing her with passion that was all new to him. It didn’t long for Doll to be gyrating her hips in his on the bed, her body exposed to him completely.
“O-oh Doll~” he groaned as she started to nip at his neck and moan sweetly in his ear, his member hard against her thigh.
“Y-yn,” she murmured
So what did y'all think?