《Soulbond [Rick Sanchez Fanfiction]》19. Change (NSFW)
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"Wh...what did you.. why?" I manage to stutter and let my arm fall down to my side. Im trying to wake up from the daze as everything returns to me and fight the urge to slap him, yet the void inside me is filled with his presence and I cant make myself hurt him. There's also this deep depression falling over me mercilessly. His pain. Have he been carrying this since he erased my mind...? Alone...?
"Ah shit..." He grunts and tear his gaze away from mine, perhaps realizing that he failed to erase my mind completely. The loss I've been feeling was always there, like I was forgetting something and I was, my own soulmate. "Guess I'll have to try again huh..." He mumbles and I frown.
"Why dont you allow yourself this?" I question.
"Because I cant protect you!" He snap his head towards me and narrow his eyes. I shy back.
"Why did you even complete the bond then...?" I sigh, trying to keep myself from crying. He's hurting himself trying to deny our bond, we cant change it, we cant remove it but he keeps trying as if he isnt worthy of it.
"You think I could resist?" He chuckles with frustration "Hell, I do whatever I want but when im around you I cant seem to control my own mind!" We grow silent and stare at each other for a while until we cant resist the urge anymore.
"Fuck" He lets out a desperate breath and reach forward to pull me in tightly in his arms. His warmth feels so good against me, I dont ever wanna let go.
"Why... Why did you do that?" I sniffle, when did I start to cry?
"To keep you safe" He speaks against my shoulder.
"But what about you?" I pull back to look at him.
"You almost died because of me" He argues.
"It didnt..." I stop myself.
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"No? It was quite literally." I let out a deep sigh from his words and he softens a bit "My first priority has been you since we met but I somehow always manage to be selfish"
"You're not selfish for having a soulmate"
"When I saw you holding Birdperson's child..." He stops but I understand.
"You're not taking anything from me but you hurt me when you're like this" I look him in the eyes "It feels like you're deliberately try to make your own life suck"
"I spent half a lifetime seeking revenge but instead I found endless possibilities and endless of myself, I realized that nothing matters so why am I blessed with you? Why do I have a soulmate that isnt even mine? Why do you matter?" I shake my head, like I'd have any answers to why we're in this? I dont know why this is and it doesnt matter...
"You matter Rick" I stare him straight in his eyes but im still not sure he can believe it "Not everything have answers so just let it be... please?" I plead, hoping that this peculiar man will settle for it and accept the reality for what it is. If something hasnt been going his way he has either changed or erased it simply because he could, but the smartest man in the universe cant accept that he's loved...
"My whole fucking family turned against me and I cant even blame them, I cloned my own daughter, im a terrible father..." He scoffs and I can tell he's not used to bashing himself like this, at least not out loud.
"You have time to improve, we should never stop working on ourselves" I encourage but he moves his gaze away from mine "I love you."
"As if you had a choice" He scoffs.
"We got a bond, I know that what I feel is real and the universe probably have a plan for us"
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"All this bond has done is to restrict you to this... old grandpa" He chuckles but his brows are low.
"So at least you care about me then?" I tease carefully and try to find his eyes. He looks up.
"You're the only one that matters" He speaks and my heart flutter at his words. I cant help but lean in to press my lips against his and his response is direct and desperate. He grip tightly around me like he's afraid I'd disappear again. We fall backwards on his bed and I straddle him, my body filled with desire as we rock each other.
"Fuck, look what you do to me..." He pulls away to breathe, his hands move down to unzip his pants and reveal his hard on. My eyes widen a bit, his words fill me with bravery so I slowly move back and go down on my knees, Rick look at me with disbelief and open his mouth about to protest but I shut him up by putting him in my mouth. He release a grunt and his eyes becomes half lidded. I watch him, searching for what feels the best. His head lolls back and his thighs flex but then he suddenly pulls back and grip my arms to make me stand back up.
"Was it bad?" I question and he shakes his head.
"No, but I'd rather see you writhe in pleasure under me." His words turn my face into a tomato and I gasp with every movement as he undresses me. After not have felt his touch for so long I am now desperate for it, as is he for mine, but I tilt my head with confusion as he lower himself down in front of me. "Besides, I've always wanted to do this"
"Wai-" I inhale as he leans forward towards my sensitive part, licking a strip up. I put my hand on his hair as on instinct and grip tightly. He's making me so sensitive, his touch is euphoric and he hums in appreciation as I let out a moan.
"Rick" I exclaim, struggling to stay quiet.
"Hmm?" He responds, sending vibrations to my core, almost bringing me down to my knees.
"I love you" I gasp.
"I love you too" He look up at me and as we lock eyes he comes back and pushes me back on the bed, settling himself between my legs and pushes inside me. I gasp in delight and intertwine my hands behind his neck to bring him down closer, his scent and whole being is like a drug that I cant get enough of...
I wake up in his arms and life has never felt as good as it do in this moment... Its like im finally home.
Rick has been asleep the entire night, which isnt like him. I would've noticed if he left figuring my head is more or less resting against his chest and our limbs intertwined like we are one. He's still asleep and I take a moment to stare at him. His eyelashes are also blue, I didnt notice that before.
"I know im irresistible but damn girl, I feel like you're stalking me." Him suddenly speaking makes me flinch a bit.
"You can call me whatever" I joke and chuckle as he pry his eyes open.
"Oh?" He smirks and turns his head so he can look at me. His grip around me tightens "Baby.... Princess..." He leans down to kiss me on my forehead.
"Mm?" I hum in appreciation.
" My kitten, sugar, shortcake..." He continues as he keeps kissing my face. I change position so that im sitting on top of him. His eyes moves over my body and his hands comes up to brush against my sides, making me shiver.
"Temptress" He settles for, moving his hips up to meet mine. I let out a hot breath.
"And only yours."
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