Author’s notes: This is for the amazing @simons-thirst-squad‘s challenge! this story follows this story do i have to title it. also i do have to say i’ve never really wrote smut before. I’ve ever only written fluff, because i love fluff. also if there are any grammar erroes, or spelling errors please for give me i’ve done this on my phone.
Pairing: Simon X addie
Simon’s group had found an abandoned plaza they had yet to search for items, it seemed untouchable in this post apocalyptic world. So they got to work gathering and packing what they could use in the sanctuary. Once they filled up the trucks and we’re ready to go home, Simon realized Addie was missing. Arat informed him that Addie had went in to the abandon clothing store, stating that his girlfriend need new clothes since hers were hand-me-downs from her previous group. With instructions to his people to go home, promising that they would catch up he headed toward the store looking for his Addie.
He had found her in the women section of the abandoned clothing store. She was looking at herself in the mirror turning this way and that, as if debating to keep what she was wearing. There was a bag full of clothing and shoes next to the mirror, Addie’s messenger bag neatly placed on top. Simon never seen Addie in a dress before, especially a black dress that hugged her curves. A dress that made her look so innocent and seductive at the same time. He admired her from afar, she hadn’t realized that he was watching her. He noticed the dress’s bodice had a heart shape cut, which had lace joined that came up to her neck. The dress stopped mid thigh, showing off her shapely legs, she had found lacy tights that had small hearts scattered over the fabric. Simon watched as she bent over to strap on heels she had found and he groaned in pleasure to see she wasn’t wearing underwear underneath her tights.
Addie spun around to see Simon leaning against an empty display stand that once held jewelry. She felt her face burn with embarrassment. She hadn’t seen him standing there. She was also embarrassed because the dress she was wearing was a size too tight.
“good lord above.” Simon growled voice husky with desire, he had taken a few steps toward her. “you look,” he paused eyes trailing up and down her body, he licked his lips and grinned down at her. “mouthwatering.”
She didn’t say anything, she was too shy and embarrassed. Addie never wore anything like that before. Hell, before the Walking Dead took over she was a pants and t-shirt gal telling herself that maybe one day she would wear something sexy, but that time never did come.
“thank you.” She said softly, she had her back against the mirror looking down at her feet. Simon took another step closer to her until he was a few inches from her. He stared down at her, she still looking down. He took a mental notes that the heels had gave her five more inches to her height. He reached out taking her chin in his hand and making her look up at him, but she looked away. Simon sighed in frustration.
“Is this because of the twinky thing?” he asked. “I said I was sorry.” Addie looked up at him in confusion.
“what? No…” she trailed off, biting her lip in thought. Simon was her boyfriend, she could confide in him with anything. “it’s just, I’ve never wore a dress like this and I’m a little embarrassed.” Simon raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
“embarrassed?” he took a step back and gave her the up and down. “you look hot mami.” Addie laughed and shook her head. “muy callente.” He finished wiggling his eyebrows at her. She laughed again. Simon had begged her to teach him a few things in Spanish, but he only wanted to learn the naughty things, the bad words or to cuss someone out.
She found herself reaching up to hug Simon, he was so sweet and kind to her. he returned the gesture in a tighter form. Addie felt something hard poking in to her hips. A blush formed on her face when she realized what it was. She looked up at Simon, and saw him smiling down at her. He reached up cupping her jaw in his hand and leaned down to kiss her forehead. She felt her heart thumping against her rib cage, the wetness between her legs suddenly apparent. She wanted him.
She found herself reaching up and grabbing his hand to kiss his palm gently. She then kissed him on the mouth surprising the taller man. He pulled away, mouth open in disbelief . Addie was surprised with herself as well. She and Simon hadn’t had sex the two months that they had been together, and she was too shy to kiss him on the mouth. They had a chat about it when they first got together, and Simon had promised never to push her into something she didn’t want to do. He had patiently waited. It took her two weeks to let him hold her hand, a month before he could touch her, two weeks ago she allowed him to kiss her on the forehead or neck. They didn’t share a room at all, but every now and then she liked to nap with him.
Now Addie wasn’t a prude, she just wasn’t used to the idea that someone would want to have sex with her. She had only two lovers in her 28 years of life and both of them were really bad. They always told her to be quiet, one of them didn’t like that she scratched or bite. The other once told her if she had lost weight she could have an orgasm. She never had one with either of them. Taking a deep breath, she kissed him again. But quickly pulled away when she felt him tense up.
“I’m sorry, I-“ Simon cut her off by kissing her again and pushing her up against the mirror, hands at either side of her pinning her in place. He kisses were needy and rough. She found herself moaning in his mouth when he begun to grind himself against her.
“may I touch you?” he whispered, kissing her neck and biting her earlobe gently. He pulled away from her to stare down at her. Addie didn’t answer but closed her eyes. Simon felt himself smile as he leaned down and kissed her again, his hands gently running up and down her hips. He groped and squeezed at the back of her thighs, pulling her closer to his harden member. He couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to taste her. He had dreams about it, hell he even touched himself in the privacy of his room to the idea of being on his knees, pleasuring her with his tongue. He was about to come to the idea of it. He pulled away from her again. “may I taste you?” Addie’s eyes widen and stared up at him. She didn’t know what to say. Her exes never had done that before, she didn’t know what to expect so she answered with the first sentence that came to mind.
“do you want me to take off the tights? Or my dress? ” Simon gave himself a mental high-five and shook his head to her question.
“oh, hell no. I want you in that dress.” he whispered his voice growling with want. she watched him as he sank to his knees giving her kisses allover her chest and torso, down her stomach. She watched him run his hands up and down her hips and then he gently begun to push up the edge of her dress, slowly, it rode up over her thighs, and finally up to her hips. Simon found himself moaning as he was greeted with the sight of her.
He gave light kisses, he gently pushed at her thighs until her legs were spread out . He littered her thighs kisses before ripping the tights in the crotch area. He looked up at Addie, giving her some time just in case she decided she didn’t want to do this. But when she nodded down at him his heart sang a chorus of “yes!”
Then he buried his face in her aching arousal, she cried out as Simon’s tongue begun to work her. She found herself digging her nails in to his shoulders and moving her hip against him. Simon found himself palming his hardness through his pants.
He was in heaven.
Her taste was beyond what he had dreamt, her moans and curses made him hurt with an intense need. Curses and moans escaped Addie’s mouth, she was trying to be quiet just in case the undead was near by. She pleaded and whimpered. She had never thought oral sex was this amazing. She could feel her climax building up, she wanted this, she wanted him. Simon’s name spilled from her mouth in pleasure. Simon couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to be inside her. just before she came Simon pulled away. Addie gave a sound of protest, but he grabbed her by the neck and kissed her hard on the mouth.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered as he picked her up and pushed her against the mirror. “need Inside you.” He couldn’t form sentences, he just wanted her, to feel her heat squeezing at him. To have her moan and scream his name. He reached down between them and freed himself from his pants and with a quick movement he sank in to her. Addie cried out, he groaned. She gripped his shoulders as he begun to thrust into need. She wrapped her legs around his waist and rode against him. She was lost in pleasure, she didn’t care if her back slammed in to the mirror behind her, or if she was being too loud. She bit and scratched at Simon, demanding for more. He growled and groaned as he pounded into her.
“bite me!” she demanded grabbing his hair and yanking Hard. He snarled as he sank his teeth in to her chest, she cried out raking her nails down his strong arms. “Simon, can you please choke me?” she whispered. Addie mentally cursed herself, why did she say that out loud? She didn’t want to scare off Simon, but at the same time it was one of her fantasy. Simon’s head snapped up to look at her in disbelief. ”please.” She took his hand and placed it around her neck. Simon felt a smile form on his face. He was ecstatic, he continued the momentum of his hips, firmly grasped Addie by her neck with his right hand. He leaned down mouth against her ear.
“do you like me pounding your tight little wet pussy?” Simon asked. Addie whimpered, nodding her head. “good girl, now come for me.” He squeezed at her neck, and Addie saw stars. Simon begun to whisper dirty thing in her ear and while squeezing and releasing the grip on her neck. He continued to pound into her with such savagery. She thought he was going to break her.
At that point, she could no longer hold back. Pleasure erupted within her. Her entire body shook and trembled with her climax, Simon‘s name falling from her lips. Simon roared and reared up, sinking deeper in to Addie as his orgasm hit him. He let go of her neck and violently shoved his hips in to her, slamming her against the mirror. His orgasm coursed through him. her moans, her heat, his name flowing from his mouth was too much for him to handle.
Neither of them moved as they basked in their afterglow. They stayed in that position for a few minutes, Addie up against the mirror her legs wrapped around Simon’s torso, him holding her up and his head resting on her shoulder; both trying to catch their breath. Simon slowly removed himself from Addie with a groan and she gave a little gasp. He then gently lowered her to her feet.
“would it be weird if I asked for a high five?” Simon asked her as she let go of him.Addie shook her head as she readjusted her dress. Her legs felt shaky and unsteady. she was a little sore, but happy.
“hell, no. I just had my first orgasm ever, that deserves a high five!” she smiled up at him and hit his extended hand with hers. Simon nodded his head and begun to adjust his pants, but froze when he realized what she said.
“first? As if you never had one before?” he asked looking up at her after zipping up his pants. she nodded, a blush on her face. Simon felt pride bloom through him. He looked around suddenly feeling scummy. He had given her, her first orgasm in an abandon and walker ridden building. He should have waited or asked her! He would have planned it better. Addie watched Simon’s face change through a phase of emotions. She knew he was internally arguing with himself. She reached out taking his hands in hers.
“ it’s okay!” she smiled at him. “truth be told this is was one of my fantasies.” Simon gave her a small smile.
“really?” he asked. she nodded.
“yep! It was amazing. can we do it again?” she asked. Simon laughed and pulled her close.
“of course.” He answered his voice husky. Addie giggled and kissed him on the mouth.
“as in right now?” she asked hopefully. A image flashed through Simon’s mind, Addie on her back in the back of his truck, eyes glazed with lust and mouth swollen from kisses. He could feel himself hardening with that thought. He needed that today happen asap. would she be willing to do that ?
“okay, since we fulfilled one of your fantasies, it my turn.” Addie’s eyes lit up with excitement, and gave a quick “okay”
he mentally cheered once again. he smirked down at her “have you ever done it in the back of a truck?” Simon asked. Addie shook her head. oh, she was going to be the death of him. he had so many scenarios running through his head. “well, my lady. “ he said sweeping out his arm. “we have a few minutes to spare before Negan starts calling us.” Addie giggled with glee, before picking up her items and taking Simon’s hand in hers. The two ran towards the entrance of the building like two horny teenagers past curfew.
I liked this part of the story. I didn’t like this part of the story. I didn’t like when this character did that. I did like when this character did that. You might want to proofread more.
This story sucks. I don’t like this type of fic! This is stupid! You ruined the characters by making them trans/poc/etc.
If you do the bottom literally the only thing you are doing is being rude. The point of feedback on fanfic is either 1. Boosting the morale of authors who literally work for free or 2. Helping them improve their craft. The top will accomplish both of those. The bottom is completely useless and will just irritate the author.
So almost three months ago, my house was struck by lightning. Destroyed a very nice television and knocked out the internet. Last Saturday, it happened again. This time it took out the television, internet, satellite box, and blu ray player. Ugh. Oh well. At least I had a warranty on this tv.
Anyway, just saying I haven’t had internet for the past week, but it’s fixed and I’m back now. ♥
Did I miss anything? Internet time moves very quickly.
What should I do if I have suicidal thoughts ? Pls help me
suicide, suicidal thoughts, they’re definitely not an easy topic, that’s for sure. fortunately, there are ways to be able to overcome these thoughts, and the most important one, is learning. it’s learning to change the perspective you have on this world. it’s learning to take these thoughts as a benefit. to alter them into something that keeps you living. learning, from experience.
of course, learning is a process, and it’s okay if you don’t learn quickly, people learn at different rates, and no matter how slow or quick you are, what’s important is that you keep learning, because learning is never ending.
to me, i learned from my suicidal thoughts after i changed the way i look at the world. mostly, i look at it as a battle, there’s you, a fellow soldiers, and then there’s life, the land you’re fighting on, and your enemy, or the thing you’re fighting to reach, which can be whatever your goal is (happiness, a certain dream, etc…). there are also the other soldiers, you may be associated with them (family, friends, etc..) or you might not know them (people around you in general).
in order to reach your goals, you need to fight. fighting is not easy, it takes time, a battle can be won in many different ways, there are so many ways to fight. in this battle, however, there’s only one way to lose: giving up. if you give up you’re running away from the battle, meaning you couldn’t do it, you couldn’t reach where you want to go. and it’ll be hard for the other soldiers around you too, because they’ll be weaker without you. and if everyone in this world gave up, we’ll lose this fight, and we won’t get to where want to.
and i’m sure you’ll be able to make it through, everyone can, if you think you’re too weak, you aren’t, everyone has their low points in life, and when you’re at your lowest, remember that the only way left is up, and keep learning from the bad things, what to avoid, and be yourself. these experiences might change you, no matter how long it takes, be strong. and i’m always here if you want to vent, you can message me or ginny anytime, we’ll be there to help you. any of you, that are reading this. hereorhere. and i love you so damn much and i’m proud of you for reaching out, don’t be afraid to do so, stay strong. ily
“i had always believed that trusting others was ‘good’ and doubting others was 'bad’. but because of this, i never really got to know my friends. even though we were able to make conversation as if we were close… when exactly was it, i wonder, that i started to run away from trying to understand their true thoughts and feelings?” – kanzaki nao, liar game
I have seen a WORRYING amount of people who claim to be liberal and progressive on this site claim that teaching any sort of comprehensive sex ed is tantamount to p.edophilia, and that it’s wrongbadimmoral to teach young people about sex.
Like. Y’all. Teens are going to have sex. It is important to teach them about safe sex and boundaries BEFORE they get to that point. It’s important to teach kids about PUBERTY before they hit it, especially children who can end up menstruating because it really can feel like you’re dying when that happens for the first time.
And god, I hope I’m preaching to the choir with this post but seriously, making sex a topic that only 18yos can learn about is a bad way to go about things, and literally what religious conservatives push.
I don’t give a damn about the statement you’re trying to make: Stop telling girls that learning how to defend themselves is a bad thing. It only makes them more susceptible to getting hurt in a situation where they would NEED to defend themselves.
Friday, 1/15/15, 6:21 pm | Spent most of the afternoon at the Boston Public Library with a friend getting some work done for next week. It’s a great atmosphere, and I listened to a whole lot of Real Estate (my favorite band), so I was really, really content. I put the most effort into re-writing some notes from one notebook into a bigger one, which actually was a great way to review and memorize what I learned in my first week of classes. The only bad thing was that the wi-fi was extra spotty today (the library was packed) and you can’t have drinks in there, so I was without coffee or water for, like, four hours. Pretty sure I almost died.
I was part of the SJW movement for about a year, and let me just say that the time I spend 'indoctrinated' (trust me, this shit is a cult) was hands-down the worst experience of my life. When I first immersed myself into social justice culture, I had only just come out as a lesbian, and I saw in them a community where I could just be myself - they encouraged me to accept myself for who I am and what I'm like as a person, and I spent a lot of time just talking to some of these SJWs and (cont)
wondering why anti-sjws existed because the movement was so good and accepting to everyone of all sexualities, genders and races. Over time, I managed to cosy up to some of the ‘high-ranking’ SJWs, who basically groomed me to take on their beliefs and denounce everyone who doesn’t agree with me as a hateful and horrible person, effectively cutting me off from the outside world.
As a cis white girl, I was emotionally manipulated into believing that I was 'privileged’ and that I needed to denounce my 'privilege’ by teaching others about how they could be saved from the evil and horrible 'privilege’ that was inside of them by adopting the words and beliefs of the SJWs - I was basically groomed into becoming a mindless evangeliser, and was taught to hate myself for things that I couldn’t control such as the colour of my skin
which really fucked me up - I began to believe that I was an evil racist beast despite the fact that I’ve never been intentionally racist to someone in my life. I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety soon after, and my life basically went of the rails as I fell further and further into a pit of self-hating. Now, I’ve managed to leave, and while I’m a lot happier now I still find myself questioning my own beliefs, like someone who escaped a cult would do.
By the way, if I forgot to turn off anon at least once on my long list of messages could you please find some way to hide it or just not post my massive tirade at all? I’d really like to remain anonymous as this is rather personal stuff that I wanted to share…
Don’t worry anon, you made everything completely anonymous.
Yeah, that’s a chilling retelling of your experience… As you get sucked in I think it’s harder to tell where the line is between “social justice advocate” and “Social Justice Warrior™.” That’s when they hit you by pointing out all of your “flaws” (which are really just descriptors like race and gender) and the only way to be truly high ranking is to master the act, or to be everything they don’t hate (a near impossible task).
I’m glad you managed to get out of that and hope you can come to accept yourself as a person. I think the fact that you’re concerned about this stuff in the first place shows that you are a good person, and that if you channel those feelings into a way that YOU are in control of that you will better be able to prove to yourself that your beliefs are valid.
I mean, look at this blog… I started off with hardly any followers. I tagged all my shit, attracted the notice of @takashi0, and really took off as a result (I may have been able to do it without him but to be honest I wouldn’t have grown as fast as I did without the publicity he gave me). Now I get people who argue with me, which I see as an opportunity to reexamine and more fully develop my beliefs, and also people who support me, which make me feel like this is worth doing.
Of course, I do get some straight up hate, but I’ve learned to laugh at it. Clearly if they only have bad things to say about me instead of my arguments and opinions, then their opinions aren’t worth considering.
I’ve learned that you nuzzle into me just before you wake up.
I’ve learned that my favorite place to kiss you when you are sad is your temple.
I’ve learned that your shoulders keep all of your worries, well past the point that your mind gives up on them.
I’ve learned that some trees in the middle of the city is not nature.
I’ve learned the freckles on your chest make a spiral, not a circle.
I’ve learned your scars are soft, but the memories are hard.
I’ve learned that you don’t like cucumber or bananas quite as much as you say you do.
I’ve learned that you have a hard time keeping your feelings about injustice or ignorance off your tongue.
I’ve learned that we can’t be happy unless we have pizza for dinner at least twice a month.
I’ve learned that your body is most at ease when it is pressed against mine.
I’ve learned that your eyes are even more fascinating than a camera could convey.
I’ve learned that your favourite spot is laying on my chest, your head under my chin and our arms around each other.
I’ve learned I won’t actually squish your heart til it explodes if I lay dead-weight on top of you (in fact, you kind of love it).
I’ve learned that the dog listens to you more than me.
I’ve learned that showering together takes less time about 85% of the time.
I’ve learned that I am capable of loving you more than I thought possible.
I’ve learned that we can bicker or argue and it doesn’t diminish our love for each other.
I’ve learned that the sound of you singing while you get ready is my happy place.
I’ve learned that the small of your back is the most ticklish, but your side gets the biggest reaction.
I’ve learned that our kids are going to be the luckiest in the world.
I’ve learned that if I’ve had a bad day, the only thing that will make it better is you.
I’ve learned that your hair has a mind of its own. I’ve learned that you crinkle your nose so hard when you laugh naturally.
Ive learned that it’s not a matter of if we will get married, simply when.
I’ve learned that I have chosen the absolute best partner for me; for the rest of our lives.
Aries: you’re totally oblivious to the fact that sometimes you depend on others, which means you end up inadvertently fucking people over. Learn to recognize when you need external help and have some damn humility. Also, yeah - you got the shortest horoscope. Accept it.
Taurus: when the chips are down, nobody cares what you’ve built, what you own, how brilliantly you can cook or how good you are at sex if your personality is overbearingly fucking boring and/or possessive. Substance over style isn’t always the best way to go for you guys. Sorry ‘bout it.
Gemini: The reason you find meditation and mindfulness so torturous and dull is actually because you really, really desperately need it. Somehow, you react to your environment without even taking anything in. Use your breath for something other than talking trash and find something a bit deeper and more spiritual than your shallow attitude.
Cancer: Breaking News - there is no such fucking thing as a fully functional family unit! The reason why you have those weird eruptions of emotion that can (at their worst) make you look downright evil is because you put unrealistic expectations on having a stable base to operate from… and also because you side-step literally everything until your feelings boil over. Take a damn challenge and fly the nest, do you even know what you’re truly capable of?! JFC…
Leo: You’re just like a Hershey’s Kiss! Sweet, cute and totally fucking wrapped up in yourself. You’re 100% naive when it comes to relating yourself to those who may be less fortunate… and unfortunately for YOU, that means you’ve gotta tone down the constant introspection and learn the true needs of others. Brightening up every room you enter is lovely, keep doing that, but let’s be realistic - it’s not actually achieving much by itself.
Virgo: Lol, you have wasted SO MUCH TIME agonizing over every life decision that you invariably end up picking at random because you run out of opportunities. Your mental energy and critical abilities are so heightened that you’ve cycled back round to crashing through life like an idiot. You think you’re the world’s greatest actuary when realistically, you should probably just do some therapeutic gardening and wind the fuck down.Let the chaos of life be chaotic.
Libra: When the fuck are you going to talk to yourself the same way that you talk to others?You spend all your time keeping your interpersonal relationships on a level while simultaneously beating yourself up about everything. Maybe if you were nicer to you, then you wouldn’t panic and end up lying all the fucking time?Just a thought.
Scorpio: We get it. You lost. You got hurt. That one time. Several fucking years ago. Every day you’ve spent obsessing over it, another door has slammed shut in your self-pitying face. I mean come on, Scorpios have a whole script to their sign about making the choice over whether to indulge their Lower or Higher selves - at what point did you decide you were special enough to completely ignore this and get so petty over your basic bitch of an ex-lover?
Sagittarius: First of all, to the 2% of you that haven’t already dyed their hair red or black: you would look better if you dyed your hair either red or black. Second of all, STOP SAYING “IT’LL BE FINE” ABOUT THE THING AND THEN IMMEDIATELY BEING HIGHKEY NOT FINE ABOUT THE THING, BECAUSE WHEN YOU’RE IRRITABLE YOU ARE JUST THE WORST.In fact, just stop saying “it’ll be fine” altogether, because psychic intuition is pretty much the only thing you’re bad at learning. Oh, and cut out the martyr complex, it’s exhausting. You’re basically a genius lost in a cloud of social ineptitude…I mean, you’re on the opposing side of the zodiac wheel to Gemini, which is the sign of dumbasses who are great at PR, so go figure.
Capricorn: Emotional intelligence? Someone? No? Not nurturance, you’re great at taking people under your wing, you’re just not the best at judging whether or not what happens under your wing is beneficial for the people who are actually there.For instance - people sometimes feel reeeeally unwelcome in your house because you never sit the fuck down and take off your “host with the most” mask. Learn the goddamn difference between an empathetic decision and an executive decision.
Aquarius: Not everyone wants to hear what you think every second of every day in every situation. Nobody is right all the time and that’s something you gotta be able to admit if you’re called out on it.When you throw a tantrum because you’re wrong or you feel ignored, it often comes across as a bit pathetic.Also, there’s an extremely fine line between being a cool-ass bitch and being a total shithead. You’re on that line whether you like it or not, so choose wisely.
Pisces: Do fish have a backbone? Yes, so why the fuck don’t you?Calling on other people to deal with your confrontations for you is the shitty thing you do that causes the until-now unexplained guilt you’ve been feeling all your life.Get to know where your fucking boundaries are and build up the self-reliance to speak out when they get stepped on, you flimsy bitch.