Norman Reedus Imagines

Jump (Mac)

"Can we just go now?" You asked Mac for the millionth time that hour. It had been 4 hours since he hit that kid, and he was still sat drinking.

"Quit askin', ya wanna go? Go. I ain't stoppin' ya." He spoke in a strange tone, one you hadn't heard before.

"I wanted you to come with me." You muttered, standing up and heading for the door. Just before you got outside, you felt a hand wrap tightly around your wrist.

"Why?" Mac whispered. You frowned, confused. "Why d'ya want me to come with ya?" He put his hands on the wall at either side of your head, trapping you there.

"Mac..." You whispered as he pushed his head closer, only stopping when his nose was pressed right against yours.

"Come on. Lets go." He stepped back and grabbed your arm, dragging you roughly out to the truck. By the way he was walking, you thought he was just going to throw you in the back of the truck and do it there. He jumped in the drivers seat and barely gave you time to get in before he set off driving.

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"Mac, slow down. The lights aren't even on." You whispered, even though you were alone.

"So? I can still fuck ya in the dark." He growled, kicking open the bedroom door.

"Stop it! You know I don't like it when you're like this. First beating up that kid, now hurting me. What's wrong with you?" You raised your voice more than you meant to, and suddenly began to panic that you'd upset Mac. Though when you looked at him, he didn't seem angry.

"I was just away a long time. I missed ya, forgot to be less violent. Come on, jump." He turned round and held out his hands. You smirked to yourself and jumped on his back, laughing as he threw you on the bed. "Now..."

"Now...no blood. My neck still hurts!" He licked his top lip at the memory and slowly crawled up the bed towards you, kissing the inside of your leg all the way up the the edge of your shorts.

"Mm." You repeated quietly as Mac undid the button of your shorts with his teeth. Once they were undone, he pulled them and your pants down and threw them somewhere in the bedroom.

"Fuckin' beautiful." He growled as he flicked his tongue over your clit, taking in how wet you already were. "Hmm." He hummed, sending vibrations through your body.

"Stop teasing and get...ahh." You moaned mid-sentence as he brought two fingers up and pushed slowly inside you. "Ahh...Mac..."

"Yeah?" He looked up at you innocently, stopping all movement. "You want this?" He put his hand on his dick, which was still inside his blue overalls. You only just realised how much he really wanted this.

"Yeah. Take this off." You tugged at the zip of the overalls, watching his face the whole time. He tok them off quicker than you'd ever seen him do, quickly followed by his vest and boxers. You quickly pulled off your own vest, leaving just your bra.

"Come 'ere." He lifted your back up with one arm and unclipped the bra with the other, throwing it to where everything else was. His mouth quickly attached to your nipple. You gasped, feeling him smirk as he sucked harder.

"Mac..." As soon as you said his name, he pushed his hard cock into you, not giving you any time to adjust. "Ahh...oh god." You groaned, along with various other curse words. Over the space of about half an hour, his thrusts only got faster and harder. You felt him slowing down slightly, glad of the fact he was close.

"Y/N.." He moaned into your neck, making you shiver.

"Hmm?" You replied, though you knew what he was going to say.

"Fuckin'...mm." He didn't even finish his sentence before he emptied himself inside you, you following that action only a few seconds later.