THINGS WRONG WITH THE WALKING DEAD FANFICS
lxvii. | kinks
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I don't kink shame. I, myself, don't actually mind kinks. Except fucking furry kinks y'all confuse me. But kinks in an apocalypse?
Really? REALLY?
Okay, I get it, you're horny and haven't have any dick in a few hours, but honey, please put your hormones on a leash. It ain't gonna be groomed, so it's practically an animal anyway.
I twirled my blonde hair as I sat on a chair next to Daryl, my pink dress ruffled at the end. He breathed down my neck, making me smirk.
"What are you doing?" I ask, gasping slightly.
"I'm gonna be your master."
ARGJ
AHHHIBWI
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Please don't make my smol Daryl a walking kink meal. This isn't fifty shades of grey. Otherwise it would be called fifty shades of Dixon actually that doesn't sound that bad waiT WHAT AM I SAYING
And Carl? The only Daddy he should be hearing is Daddy pig. Rick is too old and shouldn't be dealing with your bullshit, and Glenn... I have a strange feeling Glenn would be into it but still. NO THANK.
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Things wrong with the Walking Dead fanfics
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