✿⁎⋆ BRANDON ⇢ *- LOVERS THROUGH HEAD -* ⇠ CARVER ⋆⁎✿
⇾ (The Walking Dead) Brandon Carver x gn!reader
⇾ Summary: he punishes you with pleasure (for himself)
⇾ Authors note: how is there basically no fics for him :(
⇾ Warnings: smut, oral (male receiving) head pushing
“Suck.”
Metal pressed against the side of your head yet your eyes never left the man stood up in front of you, even as he demanded you never looked away from his harsh stare, opting to reaching up and grabbing a hold of the hardening dick that was shoved in front of your face. You stroked his length, feeling it harden beneath your touch before leaning forward and placing the tip to your lips, ignoring the salty taste that flooded your senses as soon as he the tip slipped through. He let out a hiss as your teeth grazed his sensitive flesh, “bite and I’ll blow your fuckin’ brains out.” He threatened, knocking the gun against your head once again as if to remind you of the weapon that was being constantly aimed at you.
You didn’t even know the man’s name, didn’t even know he existed until 10 minutes prior, yet here you were, on your knees and ready to give him a performance he would remember. There wasn’t much more to it, he was a guy that you found attractive, had a weapon and was willing to use it, even the way he interrogated you had you ready to drop to your knees and pleasure him until you no longer couldn’t. It didn’t matter how much he tried to come of as intimidating because it only turned you on more.
He tried to cover up the groan but as he felt the warm walls of your mouth hugging his now hardened cock, he couldn’t help but relish in the feeling. He caught glimpse of the amusing glint in your eye, and that had the man reaching to the back of your head and shoving his dick all the way into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat until he heard the gagging sound. He pulled back, sending you a smirk of his own once his eyes met your teary ones.
His hand never left your head, instead choosing to tangle his fingers into your hair, that way he could either take control or pull away if need be.
The pace of which you sucked him off, started off slowly and steady, trying to find the rhythm, before giving up once you felt him consistently nudging your head further down his length and giving him all you’ve got.
Your eyes slipped away from his own as you mentally prepared for taking his entire length down your throat willingly. Your fists clenched and slowly you let him slip further until your nose was almost pressed against his pelvis. This time he didn’t hesitate to let out a groan, holding you in place so you wouldn’t be able to see his reaction to the pleasure he was receiving from someone he was supposed to be getting information from. Once he finally let you pull back, you were gasping for air as you let his dick fall from between your lips, instead deciding to use your hand while you caught your breath.
“Too much for you?”
It was like he was begging for you to prove him wrong as he sent you - yet another - taunting smile, his pearly white teeth on display when he bit his bottom lip. His hair was out and a few strands were hung in front of his face making him look all the more attractive, it was concerning how hot someone could look during an apocalypse.
You rolled your eyes, “making sure you don’t finish too early.” You snarked, playfully glaring at him but not waiting for his response as you immediately went back to his aching tip, you sucked hard, tongue flicking at the slit and hearing a grunt from the man above. You swirled your tongue around his tip one final time before returning back to your prior job, picking up the pace this time around.
Once you felt the tugging at your hair, you knew his climax was reaching. You moaned around him, the added vibrations nearing him faster.
It was only seconds later and you once again found yourself pressed up to his pelvis, cock shoved deep into your throat before feeling the warm sensation spurt out. “Fuck…” he groaned lowly, jaw clenching and body tensing. He pulled out slowly, expecting you to swallow every drop and not let anything spill, nodding in approval as your tongue was stuck out revealing nothing left in your mouth.
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You let out a content sigh, turning to the man that was laying beside you. “Who would’ve thought we’d end up together?” You pondered after reminiscing on the day that you met him.
“You’ve got a way with your words,” Brandon responded nonchalantly, leaning over to place a kiss against your lips. “And your mouth.”
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