#rosita espinosa x reader

[spanktony]

REASSURE ME - rosita espinosa

summary: when maggie gets to touchy, you make sure you reassure your girlfriend in the best way possible.

words: 1k+

warnings: 18+, g!p reader, smut, oral, fingering, p in v, slightly jealous rosita

notes: took too long to post this sorry guys 😢

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"Where are you going?" Rosita asks, watching you put your belt on. "Maggie's been begging me to help her fix our crops," you reply, adjusting the buckle. "It's like she doesn't understand she left Hilltop to relax and get away from work."

Rosita chuckles, shaking her head. "Well, you've always been the reliable one when it comes to lending a hand. Just make sure you don't overexert yourself, we don't want you burning out like last time."

She gives you a knowing look, remembering the time you pushed yourself too hard and ended up sick for a week.

You hold up your hands in surrender, "Of course, my love." You reassure Rosita, kissing her on the forehead. "I'll be back home in an hour."

Although an hour and a half passes, you're not home. Rosita decides to leave the house and check up on you and Maggie, with water in her hand, worried about your well-being.

She hopes that you haven't overexert yourself again and that everything is okay.

Only to find you both laughing and enjoying each other's company. Rosita can't help but feel a pang of jealousy, wondering if you prioritize Maggie's company over hers.

Maggie squeezes your bicep, and you lift up your shirt, revealing your toned abs and jokingly flexing.

Rosita's jealousy raises as she watching the stupid smile on your face due to Maggie's reaction. She tries her best to hide her emotions, but deep down, she feels betrayed and insecure.

She wonders if there is something more than just friendship between you and Maggie, like lingering feelings that have yet to be explored.

Rosita walks up to you, and Maggie walks away to grab a nearby bucket. "Hey, love." You smile, wrapping your arm around Rosita's waist. "What's on your mind?"

Rosita hesitates for a moment but then takes a deep breath before speaking up. "I didn't know showing off your body was part of fixing crops."

She glances over at Maggie, who is now bending over to pick up the bucket to fill it with water. "It just seems like you're more interested in impressing her than actually helping out."

Your eyebrows furrow, and you release your grip on Rosita's waist. "I...I..." You let out a chuckle, a bit surprised by Rosita's comment, and lost for words.

Rosita rolls her eyes, slapping the water bottle against your chest. "Just forget it."

You take a step back, watching your girlfriend walk away with a slight frown on your face.

Hours pass, and Rosita is awoken by the bathroom door creaking open. She groggily sits up in bed, seeing you get dressed in your boxers and sports bra in the dimly lit room.

You crawl toward her, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. As much as she tries to fight it, she can't help but melt into your touch.

"I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to upset you," you whisper softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Can I make it up to you?"

Rosita looks into your eyes, her frown slowly fading away. You place a kiss on her lips, feeling her reciprocate it with a soft sigh. Without breaking the kiss, you push away the covers, resting between her legs and deepening the kiss with a small groan.

Your hands explore every inch of her body, tracing the curves and contours that you have come to know so well. The curves that you love due to the fact they mold perfectly in your palms.

Rosita had a habit of just wearing one of your oversized t-shirts to bed, and tonight was no exception. You lift up your shirt, revealing her bare skin underneath, causing a shiver of anticipation to run through both of you.

The cool air kisses her exposed flesh, heightening the sensations of hands and their exploration.

Parting your lips from the kiss, you lean in to whisper in her ear, "You look absolutely irresistible in my shirt."

Her cheeks flush with a rosy hue as she gazes up at you, a playful spark dancing in her eyes. The soft fabric clings to her curves, accentuating her every contour and making her even more alluring in your eyes.

You kiss her stomach, tracing a path with your lips that sends shivers down her spine. She arches her back, a soft moan escaping her lips, as your kisses continue lower.

Her breath quickens and her hands grip the sheets, her body yearning for more of your touch. You hold apart her thighs, teasing her ever so slightly before finally giving in to her desires.

Rosita lets out a low whine, your tongue dancing sensually against her most sensitive spot. The taste of her arousal drives you wild, fueling your want to please her even more.

You continue to explore her with your mouth, your fingers join in the dance, and if you weren't so focused on the sight in front of you, you'd see your girlfriend trying her best to stay quiet.

Her lip tucked between her teeth, head thrown back, and knuckles white.

Rosita's hips start to move involuntarily, grinding against your face as she loses herself in the waves of pleasure crashing over her.

"Baby, fuck!" she gasps, gripping your hair tightly as her climax approaches. Her walls tighten around your fingers, and her moans become uncontrollable, "I'm cumming.."

She lets out a primal scream, her body shaking in euphoria, and you revel in the satisfaction of knowing you've brought her to the brink and beyond.

Rosita lets out another gasping moan, feeling you sink into her without warning. Her eyes widen in surprise, but her body arches with pleasure appreciating the pleasant surprise.

"You're so pretty, baby. How could I ever want someone else?" You whisper, your thumb tracing delicate circles on her flushed cheek. Rosita's breath hitches as she locks eyes with you, feeling close to the edge already.

Her lips part, but no words escape, only small whines of pleasure as she desperately tries to hold back her release. You lean in closer, your voice husky with desire. "Let go, Rosita," you murmur, your words dripping with need.

The sound of her whimpering only grow louder as she finally surrenders herself to you and the amazing pleasure you bring her and only her.

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[sunnybunnyy2]

Morning pick-me-up

Rosita Espinosa x fem!reader

Warnings: Smut, fingering, oral(Rosita receiving), girl x girl, kissing, might be swearing, mentions of kidnapping, mentions of Abe’s death, Subish Rosita

Word count: 2.3k

Setting: Season 9 time-skip

AN: this is my first smut and obviously my first girlxgirl fanfic. I decided to try it out because I am making a fanfic on Wattpad and Rosita is one of the love interests so I wanted to get into the vibe of her, and also the lack of fanfics in this fandom is criminal. I have never done this in real life if you couldn’t tell by the writing :/

Your eyes were glued to the bowl in front of you as you used a metal fork to whisk the eggs into scrabbled form.

Eggs that were being laid by the many chickens at Hiltop were beginning to get fewer and fewer in the crates the communities had been trading.

Ever since Rick's demise Michonne had been closing herself off from the other communities which meant they weren’t just losing touch with friends but with resources that could help make Alexandria a better place.

You could sympathize with her. You really could. She had lost the man she loved when she was pregnant, leaving her to not only raise Judith by herself but her unborn child.

That child, RJ, had been a part of Alexandria for nearly a year and a half. But Michonne’s wounds were still sore after an old friend of hers kidnapped Judith and half a dozen other children from the place they thought were safest.

Your fear of another threat outweighed your desire to hang out with your other friends. You could not deal with another saviour's war. Not after what it had done to your girlfriend.

Rosita was left broken after the death of her ex-boyfriend, Abraham. She had confided in you that it wasn’t over the fact that she still loved him, she knew their love wasn’t true; it was because of convenience. She had just been drowning in guilt after the way their last conversation had gone, but with the war long over peace filled the air of Alexandria once again.

They would never forget the lives that were lost but they could begin to live for themselves.

You were so lost in your thoughts that you hadn’t even heard your girlfriends' quiet footsteps.

“Jesus, what did those eggs do to you?” She asked with a snort as she wrapped her arms around your waist, her head resting on your shoulder after she felt you jump at her sudden presence.

“Holy, shit. You scared me.” You replied as you pulled the wet fork out of the batch of over-mixed eggs, sighing in contentment as you poured them into the low-heat pan.

“Hey. baby.” She muttered softly as she pulled her head to the side to lay light kisses on your skin. A smile tugged harshly at her lips as result.

“Hey, yourself.” Your smile turned into a grin as you felt her smile on your neck. Her arms left your waist to rub your sides lightly, causing a laugh to leave your lips at how ticklish it felt.

“I missed you in bed.”

“Sorry, I couldn’t sleep.” You spoke with a faint shrug, feeling guilty about leaving the bed when you knew that she didn’t sleep well alone.

“Don’t say sorry, Baby. Not to me.” Rosita said in a soft but firm voice as her hands clasped tighter around the handles of your waist before slowly turning your body to face her, causing you to stop your stirring of the eggs.

“I- I just know you don’t sleep the best-” You started as you wrapped your arms around her neck, it looked almost like you were about to slow dance.

“I sleep the best when you sleep the best. If you’re not sleeping good neither am I, okay? Don’t be scared to get out of bed, Y/N.” She said firmly and roughly but her words were genuine. They always were. If you ever wanted an honest opinion, Rosita was your girl. She was your girl.

“I love you.” You said as you looked into her eyes, seemingly entranced.

She let out what people would call a giggle before a wide smile pulled on her full lips as she replied, “I love you too, you dork.”

She leaned her pink, pillowy lips towards yours. They rested there for a second before you leaned in the rest of the distance.

Just as any other time your lips became one, you felt a light shock and it felt as though someone was turning your insides into a trampoline. As weird as it sounds, you craved it. You wanted nothing more than to constantly feel what you were feeling. To be constantly lost in her lips.

After a moment Rosita’s hands slid down your hips towards your bottom before squeezing the plush flesh harshly, ripping a moan from your interlocked lips giving Rosita the perfect opportunity to slip her tongue into her parted lips.

Her tongue explored every inch of your mouth like it was the first time all over again. It ran over your gums, your teeth and the roof of your mouth.

No part of your mouth was untouched by Rosita’s skilled tongue, it dove into every nook and cranny making sure to not leave a piece of it untouched.

You pulled one of your hands away from her dark and knotty strands to shove your dominant one under her nightgown to rub on her, now-exposed, stomach.

The cold air nibbled at her skin as the front part of her was exposed to the chilling morning air that blew in from the open kitchen window. Your thumb ran over the smooth skin before you placed that hand on the skin of her back, exposing it even more.

Her nightgown was now only covering one side of her, the other hiked up so far you were beginning to see the outline of her breast. Your hands tugged at the dip of her back as you roughly yanked her closer to you, her unclothed core rubbing against your clothed one with every jerk of her hips.

When air finally became a necessity, Rosita pulled away with a gasp, her hips began to rub harsher as her need for release grew stronger. With one of her more rough thrusts you let out a whimper as her lips rubbed against your clit causing goose bumps to rise against your body, and your breasts tighten into sharp points.

Rosita’s wetness began to drip down her thighs, catching your attention as you pulled back slightly only to see a soaked-through spot on your panties.

Rosita let out a huff at the fact that her movements were interrupted so she dipped her finger in between her legs in an attempt to get herself off but before she could get any closer to her lower lips you slapped her hand away gently causing her to scowl at you in response.

“The hell is your problem?” She sassed as she threw her head backwards with a loud and annoyed huff.

“Why’re you being such a brat?” You asked as you leaned over to plant your lips on her exposed neck, certainly not missing the way her hands immediately clutched to the back of your head.

She moaned as you began to such harshly on her skin. Wanting everyone to see just how needy she was.

“I- just- fuck I need you... please.” She whimpered as she finally used her words.

You pulled your lips away from her wet skin as well as your body. You took hold of the end of her nightgown which had fallen back down to its normal place when you had pulled away from her body. She raised her arms above your head to assist you in taking the garment off of her sticky skin.

Once you had dropped the clothing on the floor she had turned her body away, preparing to make her way up the stairs to head to the bedroom, but you stopped her before she could make it any further.

“No, I’m not waiting any longer.” You spoke as you grabbed her arm to drag her towards the medium-abandoned couch.

You pulled your hand out of hers as you neared the piece of furniture, your hands pulling away your oversized nightshirt before you were plopping down on the couch landing on your back while you did so.

She stood beside you, eyes trained on your perked-up breasts as she rubbed her thighs together.

Rosita worshiped everything about you. There wasn’t a thing that she didn’t like. Not. A. Thing. She didn’t really have a favourite part of you, but if she had to say your eyes. She felt as though staring into them would be the sunniest she would ever be.

She wouldn’t really call herself a boob girl, or an ass girl or even a thigh girl. She loved those things about you equally but right now, she would have to say your boobs were her favourite.

She smiled to herself as she swung herself over your clothed pussy hoping that she would be able to get the friction that she was craving. The friction only you could give her.

But she stopped her movements when she felt your hands softly running over her tanned legs.

Her eyes locked onto your face after you pulled one hand away from her legs to gesture towards your mouth.

“Are you sure? You’re soaked.” Rosita pointed out as she furrowed her eyebrows.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want your mouth on her, it was just the fact that she felt like she had been neglecting you slightly with the amount of work she had been assigned to do around Alexandria, plus she had been one of the Alexandrian’s to have to travel to the other communities, which not only took an immense amount of energy but so much time that she could be spending with you.

“I wanna taste you, Ro. I miss you.” You all but begged as you began to pull her body towards your face while doing so you felt wetness follow in her tracks.

“You sure?” Rosita asked as she pressed her knees to

outline around your neck, her centre hovering so close you could feel the heat.

“Yeah, can I?” You asked for consent which earned you a desperate nod in response. You took a deep breath before you pulled Rosita's hips down roughly against your hot tongue, causing it to flicker her engorged clitoris softly. Her brown clitoris pulsated quickly as she let out a gasp at the sudden contact.

After playing with her for a few minutes longer you moved your hands from her hips to use your thumbs to pull apart her lips, opening up her beauty to your eyes and without delaying what you both needed any longer you stuck your tongue into her soppy hole.

Her taste over welcomed you as you gripped her ass tightly to hold her still against her needy lips.

Rosita’s head was thrown back in pure ecstasy as the pleasure of your skilled tongue overwhelmed her. Her hips jerked without her consent as she tightly clasped your hair and for a second she was scared she might rip it out of your scalp but when she received a moan in response she knew she was in the clear.

No one had ever made her feel like you did. Sure she had slept with a fair amount of people in her days on earth. Before the apocalypse and after, but she had never felt so cared for and respected when she offered herself so openly to someone. She had never felt so loved.

With you it was easy to be herself, at first she had put walls up in an attempt to keep herself safe from the bad luck she had felt was always hovering over her shoulder, waiting for her to finally be happy before it took away the ones she loved. But soon she realized that you didn’t like the person she tried to be. You loved the sass that filled her tone when she was fed up with someone’s BS or the fact that she would get excited and giddy for no reason at all.

She loved you as much as she knew you loved her. She knew thought she loved you more. You were all she thought about, day and night. She wasn’t lying when she said that she could only sleep if she knew you were happy and sleeping. It was like something was restraining her from doing anything until she knew that you were safe.

A loud moan tore through the air as you began to use your fingers to toy with her sensitive nub, pleasure erupted from her hole as her toes began to cramp up, and sweat began to roll down her face as she began to ride yours. Your nose constantly bumped against her hole when your tongue slipped from inside of her. Her walls contracted against nothing until you replaced your nose with a finger and, then after a few seconds, another.

Heavy pants left your mouth as the minutes without oxygen were beginning to catch up with you so to bring your girlfriend the release she was desperately; craving you brought your lips towards her nub before you closed your lips around it, softly sucking the muscle as you curled your fingers as far as they could go in her tight walls and after a second the grip on your fingers began to be painful as Rosita reached her end.

Loud moans poured out of her mouth and her hips jerked with so much force that she nearly fell over, her nails dug into your thighs as she leaned back. Cum gushed out of her hole as you angled your mouth to catch it all.

“Yes! Yes! Don’t stop- so s-so good!” She panted loudly as he continued your motions to help her ride out this intense high for as long as humanly possible.

After a few minutes of heavy breathing and shy giggles, you were both naked on the couch as they ate the slightly burnt, over-scrambled eggs, but you guys weren't complaining.

It was totally worth it. It was a much-needed morning pick-me-up.

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[sinsandsweetness]

POKER NIGHT

(Rick x fem!reader x Rosita)

Happy pride month loveys!! I am working on a million things rn but I started this a while ago and thought, what better time to finish it up then now…

Let me know what you think!

warnings: 18+ content. mdni, not really proof read sorry, alcohol comsumption, smutty smutty smut stuff, oral sex, FFM threesome, girl on girl.

“Alright, turn 'em over,” Rick tapped his cards against the coffee table, giving you a playful grin. You, Rosita, Tara and him all turned them over at the same time.

“Are you kidding me?”

“Again?”

“Jeez Rosita.”

She only laughed and collected the pot from the table, pulling the goodies into a pile in front of her.

“That’s like three weeks in a row. I don’t have anything left to even bet on…” Tara complained. Making you all laugh even harder as you sipped on some cherry wine.

“Im giving up. I'm going to bed.” Tara put her arms up in surrender and got up, making her way to the front porch.

“Night!” you called as she put her shoes on.

“Next week? Same time?” She asked and you all nodded, agreeing and giving a thumbs up before she shut the door.

You grabbed the bottle of wine from Rosita and took a swig.

“Another game or are you guys too tired?” You asked.

“I'm not really tired but I think my brain’s definitely done for the day.” Rick grabbed the bottle from your hands, took a swig and passed it back.

“Same here.” Rosita took the bottle back and a long chug. “Let's just sit and drink. Nobody has watch in the morning, right?”

“I’m off till Saturday.”

“Me too.” Rick answered.

“Looks like we can stay up then.” Rosita kicked her feet up and crossed her legs. Sending the wine for another circle around the table.

Two more bottles had the three of you trying your absolute hardest to keep in your drunken giggles.

“No, Rick you don't even know. She had him like this,” Rosita had moved to mount you on your spot beside him on the couch. Being sure to tuck your hands under her thighs as she straddled you. You were trying not to laugh as she was fake swinging at your face with sound effects and everything. “And he literally couldn't move or anything!”

You looked over and Rick was smiling big and leaning even further into the couch, knees spread wide.

“She’s a tough one.” He said, all amused from the show in front of him.

“Yeah she is. Got him real good. Shoulda known not to mess with our girl.”

He hummed in agreement. You looked over and up at him, cheeks all flush from the wine, pupils dilated and glued to you.

Rosita climbed off but plopped down right next to you, legs almost on top of yours. Suddenly extra aware of her touches on your leg.

“Wasn’t the first time she kicked ass. Won't be the last.” She patted your thigh a couple times, and kept her hand there. The action definitely not going without Rick's notice.

“Ohmygosh and then-” She kept rambling. You were sort of lost by the feeling of Rick staring at you. And Rositas thumb rubbing a pattern onto your thigh wasn't helping either.

“Don't you agree? Rick?” Rosita asked, sparking Rick’s attention.

“Hm?”

“That new haul from the Hilltop run? These jeans. Don't they just hug her so nicely?”

He licked his lips and looked right at you, down to your jeans and back up. “Oh. Yeah,” He chuckled. They were looking at each other now, silently agreeing on something. A very interesting cloud of tension filled the air and Rositas hand moved further up your thigh.

“She always looks so good doesn't she?”

Rick sat up, leaning his elbow on his knees.

“So cute, I could just eat her right up.” She leaned in and nuzzled her nose into your neck. You let out a nervous sigh and could actually feel your heart rate start to rise.

“Mhm.” He slowly started running his own hand up your opposite leg.

“No wonder you’re always pulling her away. Taking her on those runs, just the two of you.”

“Can't even blame me can you?”

“I’m right here you guys.” You sounded out of breath, the attention from the two of them making your head feel light. Though it was probably more so the wines fault than anything.

“We know, sweetheart.” Rick tipped your chin towards him and caught your lips with his own, kissing you gently. Rosita took the opportunity to start kissing down your neck, sucking at the sensitive skin on your jaw, and then back down to your shoulder.

Ok. This was happening. Alright.

Rick's hands started at your shirt, lifting and pulling its delicate fabric, up and over your head. While Rosita started on your pants. You didn't even know where to put your hands. It didn't matter much since she just put them where she wanted them anyway. She took you by the hips and pulled you down on top of her, with her back to the cool leather of the living room couch. Pulling on your thighs so you had no choice but to straddle her. She pulled you down to meet her lips. Rick moved to press himself up behind you, hands on your sides, right above rositas.

Grinding you down onto her as you kissed her back. Her tongue exploring your whole mouth, soft, plush lips so warm against your own. She kissed like she knew what she was doing. Which was really no surprise to you. Your own hands, without even realizing, went to unbutton her shirt. Peeling it off as Rick pulled you by the hips, dragging you back towards him. You whined at the loss of contact with Rositas lap, but he just let out an amused huff.

“She can’t have all o’ you.” He teased, pulling your jeans down, so they were around your knees, ass exposed as he palmed it with rough hands.

Rosita smiled up at him and shimmied out of her own pants, positioning herself right in front of you. When you looked up, you saw her cherry stained lips, and when you looked down, you saw her black lace thong.

Wow. Yeah this was definitely happening. The wine must have given you some sort of courage you didn’t even know you had, because you reached forward and pulled her hips towards your face. Looking back for a moment. The heat had already raise to your cheeks and you just needed some sort of reassurance. Rick was smirking and giving you a very approving nod.

“Go on, don’t be gettin all shy on us…” He teased, while his fingers dragged through your wetness. So you turned back and dipped down, to kiss her over the lacy fabric. Her hands went to your hair as you peeled her panties off, kissing her stomach and down further until you heard a real moan. There it is.

You started to lick and lap at her cunt. Trying to replicate the way Rick would always do it to you. The technique was obviously working based on the firm grip she had on your hair and the wetness seeping out onto your chin. Your tongue working her soft folds, sucking on her clit and trying to work out a pattern that would earn the best reaction from her. Whatever got her breathing all heavy and gripping your hair even tighter.

Rick was still behind you, clearly enjoying the show. He’d lined himself up with your own cunt, rubbing his precum around in your slick, before slowly pushing all the way in.

“How is she?” Rick asked from behind you as he started slowly fucking you from behind.

“Uh- so good…” Rosita let her head fall back. Relishing in the feel of your tongue.

“Atta girl.” He praised you, hand reaching around to rub your clit. “Her mouth is just heaven, ain’t it?”

“Uhuh.” Her legs tightened around your head and Rick started to thrust hard enough that you couldn’t help but moan against her. The vibration of your muffled moans made her twitch and already you could feel that familiar knot forming in the pit of your stomach. Rick had the perfect angle to hit your sweet spot with every single thrust, in combination with the circles he was rubbing against your clit. You both knew you wouldn’t last too long.

You felt a little more confident, with the way she was stuttering and cute little sounds were threatening to pour out of her mouth. So you decided to insert your fingers. If you were gonna eat the girl out, you were gonna be damn sure you made her cum.

And you did.

Two digits inside, curling upwards. The sounds of her juices squelching as you sucked on her clit, your own spit starting to run down your chin. Giving every ounce of attention you could possibly give. Even with the man pounding into you. Which by the way, definitely made it ten times more difficult. Because part of you wanted to just close your eyes and let Rick push your face into the carpet and fuck you into a shaky mess. But the other was so drunk off wine and pussy, that you couldn’t, even if you wanted to. Stuck in a determined trance between the two bodies.

You could actually feel Rositas walls tighten around you and you could tell she was close. Your name escaping her lips all rushed and quick, “I’m cumming-I’m cumming I- uh,” and the most adorable, sexy moan left her pretty mouth as she held your face against her cunt. Grinding down onto your tongue as you finger fucked her right through the orgasm. Her shaky breaths matching your own as Rick pulled up on your hair.

You thought your eyes could have rolled back to your brain. The way he twisted you around and kissed you, the taste of Rositas cum still on your lips. Moaning against him, you could feel hands on your breasts. Rosita positioning herself further under you, kissing and sucking at your chest. Gently tugging your nipple with her teeth, while her hand went to replace Ricks, rubbing on your clit. That was it for you. The attention from them both sent you over the edge, moaning into Rick's mouth as your grabbed onto Rositas arm. Rick's own hips stuttered slightly as he released almost at the exact same time.

The three of you caught your breaths in a sweaty, tangled pile on the ground. Drunken, post orgasm smiled were on each of your faces as you slowly pieced your clothes back together. Staying there for a few moments right in between them.

Rick started moving to plant lazy kisses scattering down your neck. Clearly not quite done with the evening, and trying to initiate another round. Rosita noticed and took it as a queue to leave. Not that either of you would have minded her staying. Clearly.

But regardless, she got up to gather her stuff. Dressed and ready to head back to her house.

“I’ll see you next week, sweetie,” she dipped down to kiss your cheek. Blushing hard as she walked away.

“G’night, Rick.” She winked at him and waved at you both from the porch, closing the door behind her.

You didn’t know if you wanted to wait a full week.

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[writella]

Thinking about when you can’t decide between Daryl and Rosita so the three of you help each other out— ♡

Daryl Dixon x afab!reader x Rosita Espinosa. Daryl’s a bit soft here, but it’s just because he’d do anything for you. Smut. 18+. wc: under 750.

It all started with your lips on his, then hers… you don’t exactly remember how it began, but you allowed it, you kept going.

Honestly, your surprise faded away quicker than you thought as you turned to Daryl. Soft and sweet pleading in your eyes as you silently asked him if this was okay, if he would help you, if he would join in.

So he nodded quietly, Rosita on the other hand was already pushing the straps of your top to the side, kissing your shoulder and collarbone anyway. He let it go, for you.

He met her eyes as well when she came up for a moment. She took the go ahead to take off your shirt and then her own. She smiled widely. This would be fun.

All three of you sat on the sofa with your clothes discarded now.

The wetness you felt between your thighs was one you never felt before. The two bodies that sat on opposite sides of you speaking to every inch of your heart you were left immovable. And in this instance, Daryl wouldn’t move either until he knew what you wanted first, so Rosita was yet again the more fearless one to help initiate you three into the next step.

Her hand slowly made its way up your thigh to tease you. Her fingers now tracing your lips up and down, feeling the bits of wetness that were already peeking out below until she finally pressed a finger onto your clit.

You grabbed onto Daryl’s hand tight, and he held onto you, giving you reassurance.

You feel ready now.

Rosita’s fingers slipped into your hole as you let go of Daryl’s hand, your fingers now gently lacing around his cock. Your free hand goes to Rosita’s pussy, feeling up her own wetness. Your eyes glow toward hers. You made her feel that way. You start to rub and pinch at her clit and she rocks into your hand.

Both Daryl and Rosita spread your legs wide, watching her rub deep circles into you. You grind against her fingers faster, the thought of getting to rub her clit, and her rubbing yours as you stroke Daryl’s cock made you moan gutturally.

Daryl’s hand now goes below Rosita’s as he inserts a finger and then two inside of you. It leaves you speechless. Only sweet sounds and pathetic pants were let out as you looked below: her pretty fingers on your sticky clit and his thick ones in your drenched hole. You moan again, the words coming deep from your firing heart, “oh. my. god.”

You tried to continue to stroke him and press quick circles on her swollen clit, but it was all getting too hard, too much to focus on. Their hands on you made the two of yours spasm, your movements slowing. You whined, telling them you were sorry. You felt like you weren’t doing as well as they were.

“Aw, feels too good, baby?” Rosita asks. There was mischief, but no malice in her voice. She liked how overstimulated you were getting as she watched you become so blissed out for her and your boyfriend.

Daryl kisses the side of your shoulder, rubbing his nose there gently, he doesn’t blame you either. He takes your hand that was on him, licking a wet stripe from your palm to your fingertips before placing it on his base again. His hand now lightly wraps over yours that’s on him. It’s just a slight hover, but it helps. You’re stroking him together.

Rosita follows: her free fingers coming to meet yours over her clit. She presses against you hard to push deep circles into hers as she rocks, until she slides your fingers down to meet her hole. Her hand helps you pump in and out. A quick “Ah,” turns into an “mmm,” and she tilts her head back on the sofa. Her other hand on you returns to its motions on your clit, getting the same reactions from you.

As much as you’re getting from this, it almost feels like you’re being used… The two touching your body, making you wet, the three of you smiling and grunting and moaning because of it? Them using their hands to make you touch them exactly in the way they want?

You were in love with it.

You were theirs.

Completely.

“Keep going,” you say breathlessly; your throat almost choking up from the moan you withheld to tell them: “Please… wanna come for both of you.”

I don’t know how anyone’s hands are not cramping, so I’ll just blame it on the fact that this is a daydream. Anyway, I missed you all!!!

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[specialagentlokitty]

Rosita x Teen!reader - I’ll be here

Hi, I saw you’ve written for mental health, can I please request a walking dead story where Rosita finds a young teen who struggles with suicidal thoughts, and brings them back to camp and is like a supportive elder sister like figure to them - just keeping an eye on them? - Anon💜

TW: mentions of suicidal thoughts

Sitting on the side of the road, you were throwing stones across the road, hitting the Walker in the face each time.

It was trapped, but it was trying its hardest to get to you, and you just sat there throwing stones at it in order to try and pass some time.

You didn’t have anywhere important to be, nowhere to go, so it didn’t really make much of a difference to your daily life.

You didn’t care about anything at this point.

Standing up, you walked over to the creature and crouched not far in front of it, watching as it tried to reach out and grab you.

You slowly reached your arm out, moving it towards the walkers mouth, staring directly at it.

Before you could achieve what you wanted to, you were yanked back and thrown to the floor, and you laid there staring up at the woman who was stood over you.

“What the fuck are you thinking?!” She snapped.

You slowly sat up, looking at the Walker which she had killed, then turned back to her.

“I needed that.”

“Have you been living under a rock or something? It’ll kill you.”

“I know.”

“Than that the fuck were you doing?”

You stood up, putting your hands into your pockets.

“Whatever, I’m not going to be around to save you next time.”

With that, she turned around and started to walk in the direction she was going.

“I never asked to be saved in the first place.”

This made her stop, and she turned around again, you were walking over to the dead Walker, and she jogged over, standing in front of you.

You stopped, eyes locking with hers.

“Are you trying to get yourself killed? Leave it alone.”

“That’s the whole point I’m here.”

Her annoyed demeanour dropped slightly, and she furrowed her brows.

“You want to die?”

You slowly nodded your head.

“Why?”

You shrugged a little bit, and she sighed.

“What’s your name? I’m Rosita.”

“(Y/N).”

“Where’s your group? Do you have a group?”

You shook your head, and Rosita gestured with her head down the road.

“Let’s go for a walk.”

You sighed, nodding your head as you followed her.

You had spent enough time out there to know when it was safe to follow somebody or not, and she didn’t see as an immediate threat to you.

You had nothing that could have interested her, you had no food, no weapons, no spare clothing or blankets or medicine.

You were hoping maybe if you humoured her on this she would leave you alone, and finally you could carry on doing what you were doing.

“How long have you been on your own?” Rosita asked.

“I don’t know.”

She nodded her head.

“Have you ever killed any walkers?” She asked.

You nodded your head.

“Have you killed any people?”

You shook your head.

“Why?”

“Why would I? You’re the first person I’ve seen for a while anyways.”

“Really?”

Rosita looked at you, and you nodded your head.

She took a moment to properly take in your appearance, you looked exhausted, tired, you had dead eyes, no spark of life.

Your clothes were bloodied and dirty, and you had some dirt on your face as well, you weren’t carrying any weapons, you didn’t seem to have any bag or anything like that.

Digging through her pockets, Rosita pulled out some of the biscuits she had been carrying around with her in her patrol.

She held them out to you and you looked at them before looking back at her.

“Go on then. They were made this morning.”

You took them, and you opened the paper, carefully taking one of the biscuits, handing her the rest.

You looked at it carefully, you smelt it, then finally you tried to a little bit.

“It’s nice. How did you make it.”

Rosita gestured to the large gates that were in front of you and you stopped, looking at them.

“I’ve seen this place.”

Rosita nodded her head.

“Yeah, we’ve seen you around. A few of the others did try find you, but when they came out you were gone. Where have you been staying (Y/N)?” She asked.

“Town nearby.”

She nodded again.

Rosita walked over to the gates and they were opened, and you trailed after her, not really paying anyone else much attention.

You weren’t interested in getting to know them or talk to them, all you wanted was a shower, some clean clothes then to leave.

Rosita took you back to where she was staying, she let you use her shower and rounded up some spare clothes for you.

They were too big, but clothes were clothes, and you could afford to be picky anymore about what you wanted to wear.

Making your way back down the stairs to where she was standing waiting.

“Can I go now?” You asked.

“No, not happening.”

“Why?”

“Because I know if you go out there you’re going to get yourself killed again. So, you’re staying. Come on.”

You sighed and followed her.

You thought maybe if you stuck around for a little bit then you’d be able to go, but Rosita kept a close eye on you.

Wherever she went, you had to go with her, and if you couldn’t then she would leave you with Gabriel, who would then watch over you.

He did try get you to speak about your troubles but you refused, Rosita on the other hand never once asked, she just looked after you.

You never changed your mind though.

You wanted to end the suffering, you wanted to end your own life because anything or anyone else could.

But you could never bring yourself to do it, which was why you needed the walkers, it was your only chance because once you were bit that was it, you knew it would be over.

But you weren’t allowed outside of Alexandria, and that was because of your insistence on trying to get bit.

Sitting on the steps to the house, you slowly ate at the food in your bowl, looking up at Rosita as she sat next to you.

“So, what did you do today?” She asked.

You turned a little bit so you could look at her.

“Gabriel showed me how to play chess. It’s really hard.”

“Yeah, I never really got the whole point of it.”

“Me neither. But he seemed happy so it’s okay.”

Rosita glanced over at you.

“Are you happy?”

You paused for a moment.

“I don’t think I’ll ever really be happy. But that’s okay. I’m content here.”

Rosita nodded, and she studied you for a moment.

You hadn’t really showed much improvement when it came to being happy with yourself, happy with life or want to actually live since staying at Alexandria.

On the other hand, you didn’t seem so determined to die, so she couldn’t tell if it was a win or not.

“You know you’re not alone.” She said.

You glanced at her, then looked away.

“We’re all alone.”

“We’re not. We have each other right?”

You nodded.

Rosita leant down, grinning from ear to ear as she looked at you.

“So we’re not alone.”

Rosita held her fist out to you, and you tapped your fist against hers, which made her grin a little bit more.

“Me and you yeah?”

“Yeah…”

Rosita turned around, resting her back against your side, and you put your head on her back.

You had spent a long time running, evening before everything that had happened, a long time hating yourself, a long time battling with the thought of being alive or dead.

You weren’t sure you knew anything else at this point.

But Rosita wouldn’t let anything happen to you, you’d been adopted as her own family, you weren’t really alone anymore.

But that didn’t change anything.

Recovery was a long road, learning to grow and accept life as it was is a long road, and you both knew that.

Rosita didn’t often take people under her wing, but there was just something about you that day that she couldn’t get out of her head, made it hard for her to just leave you.

She couldn’t.

She was going to keep you close, and she was going to keep you safe

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[natti-ice]

Guyssss I need y’all to come be gay with me☹️ I wanna talk about women!!

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[carlplsrailme]

𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 | 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚,𝐞

rosita espinosa x fem!reader

cw: strap use, sex in front of an open window.

request: I wanna ride Rosita’s strap. That’s all I have to say. 🙅‍♀️

"fuuuuck" you moaned out, dropping your hips down as her strap pushes deeper into you

you almost curse yourself for not caring about the uncovered window displayed next to you, if anything it got you more excited. the conscious part of you knew it was too early for anyone to be out, plus, being this high up wouldn't be a huge concern

you giggle softly, she looked up at you with brows twitching and a slight smirk on her lips

"whats so funny?" honey voice dripping off her lips and onto yours once you connect them. you rest your head on hers as you roll your hips once more

"just thinkin' about how advanced this whole town is" you reply, obviously not talking about the ice cream stand or the courthouse.

she laughed, pushing her hips up as they ram into your g-spot

"yeah, who knew an underground sex shop would be in a wholesome town like this?" she whispered on your neck as you dug your face into her shoulder, catching her scent heavy on her hair

morning sex like this was always nice, and slow, especially now with how she works and well...this strap

you felt the silicone hit your walls over and over, knowing that you both are no longer gonna chit-chat and roll your hips as you search for your orgasm rapidly.

she places her hands on your hips as she thrusts her hips upwards, causing you to grab her frantically and cry out sharp moans

you slip her nipple into your mouth, using it as almost a gag for yourself, knowing these thin walls aren't something to mess with.

she maneuvered her hand to your clit, rubbing it until you felt your orgasm reaching you suddenly

her tit popping out of your mouth you whined softly against her before cumming around her strap, she let out a strained moan before reaching her orgasm as well. you kissed her softly as her second alarm rang out, knowing that's all the time you had.

an: i know it's short, but i just really wanted to write this <333

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[cultofdixon]

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Daryl Dixon x Reader x Rosita Espinosa • She/Her Pronouns • They’re best friends…and you are theirs. • NSFW - Oral (F Receiving) / Hickeys / Biting / Face Riding / Missionary / Grinding / Fingering • TW: Canon Violence Mentioned / Injuries / Scars

Requested by: Anon

It was nice…

No longer having to worry about Negan and the Saviors. The group along with the many communities they’ve become close with through the troubling times can finally thrive and work together. To make everyone feel safe…

Daryl couldn’t help the smile that would grace his face as he finally felt a moment’s peace. Especially with the help of his human ray of sunshine. She was perfect. Didn’t push him to his breaking point, but still never left when they both knew deep down he needed her. She’d always patch him up after their more hairy runs with walkers. Lay with him and listen to every word that comes out of him with this loving and invested gaze that draws him in. She’ll look at him the same even when no words leaves his lips. She made him feel so cared for during all the chaos, even before and after. She was there.

His sunshine was perfect

But he wasn’t the only one to have a special someone.

Rosita has her querida, her love. She never thought she could love anyone after Abraham or as much as she did before he ruined it. Then came this woman that has been in her life for some time and shook her. Showing her that she can love with reasonable hesitation and that she would never hurt her the way the past did. Her smile always brightened the room and she knew just the right words to get a laugh out of her. The way she held Rosita close at night, running her fingers through her hair calming every nerve from the day just by protectively holding her close.

Her querida was everything.

….

But everyone knew their partners as Y/F/N Y/L/N. A literal human ray of sunshine and always knowing the right words to say to anybody. She is the most optimistic person you’ll ever meet, and the realist. Even happy people have bad days and she’s not afraid to express how she’s feeling.

Everyone knew Daryl, Y/N, and Rosita were this unspoken trio that went on runs together and got shit done faster since they work the best together. Little did everyone else know that Y/N was seeing the both of them, romantically.

It wasn’t kept from either of them. No offense to the archer and the warrior but they can be jealous of things important to them. While Y/N was more of “who could only love one person” type without all the mess that can be a misconception or fact for some people of said type.

When they had gotten used to it, Daryl had said out loud once during their run that if he had to share Y/N with, he wouldn’t want anybody else other than Rosita. And she couldn’t agree more. They each have their boundaries and all live in the same house at Alexandria, with their own rooms. Some nights Y/N will be with Rosita, other nights with Daryl, and sometimes she’s by herself. There will always be time for alone time. Again, no one really knows even if Y/N is an open affectionate person while Daryl is not and Rosita prefers privacy…but if someone had to bring it up, it wouldn’t be addressed with hostility.

Love whoever the fuck you want (within reason of course)

Packing has always been stressful. The old world made it a hundred times worse but in the apocalypse, one has to make sure they’ve got everything. Flashlight, knife, first aid, canteen…depends on the trip one would go on. In this case, Y/N was packing to head over to the Sanctuary and at a very late hour so that she’d have the morning with Daryl before she helps around then ultimately head back to Alexandria.

“Hey, mi amor” Rosita smiles leaning against the door frame as Y/N shot her a smile while she finished up. “You sure you don’t want me to drive you over there? I don’t mind one bit”

“I know you don’t. But you promised Rick you’d join him on the early run tomorrow morning. You need your sleep”

“Always so worried about lil ol me” Rosita laughs bringing herself into the room, wrapping her arms around her waist bringing her close. “I just want you to take the truck and not your bike. You’re not the smoothest biker”

Y/N tried to contain her laugh to an insult directed toward her as she turned around to hold her girl close.

“I’ll be safe. And if I eat shit, we both know Daryl will find me in minutes”

“I sure hope so or I’m going to have to kick his ass” Rosita smirks as the look on her face told Y/N for sure that she wasn’t lying. She will kill the man if shit happens.

With a quick kiss from her querida, Rosita let her finally leave before the light in the sky completely went out. Y/N started up her bike with her pack on her back as she had a helmet to ease both their anxieties. She gave her a quick sign of ‘I love you’ before heading through the gates once Eugene opened them for her.

The ride to the Sanctuary felt faster now compared to times before. Probably because they had to take the longer route to go unnoticed. Now it’s slowly becoming a community with Daryl’s help, which was a whole can of worms when he first told Y/N about it. The man would do anything for his brother, even risk his PTSD.

Daryl heard the knock on his door while he was drawing out farming plans for the Sanctuary. He waited a moment until he heard the familiar rhythmic knock that was a code for the two when they used to sneak around during the time they lived under the Grimes’s roof. He got up from his seat and went to open the door, instantly smiling to find his partner as she returned with her radiant smile.

“Hey sunshine” He continued to bear his smile letting Y/N in and closing the door behind her when his smile faded noticing the bit of a limp. “Did yea take another spill?”

“What? No!” Y/N lied setting her helmet down on the counter of the kitchenette along with her pack.

“Then why are yea wearing fresh pants?” Daryl crosses his arms leaning against the door waiting for her to admit it herself as all he received was a scoff to begin with.

She next went into her pack pulling out the torn jeans as she didn’t see the pothole on the way in and only ended up with road rash. Thankfully. Daryl helped her out of the pants she was wearing to cover up the fact as he went slow to avoid the open wound already sticking to the pants to cause more discomfort. As Y/N situated herself on the bed, Daryl tossed her pants on his chair before getting his first aid and cleaning it up then applying a bandage.

“Gotta get yea a new bike. Or force yea to take a car next time”

“Not my fault the pothole tends to win every fight”

“Mm. Can’t argue with that” Daryl finishes with the bandages and putting everything away. “She’s gonna kill yea”

“Mm. But if I tell her that you’re not as mad, she’ll direct her anger toward you” Y/N smiles as she brought her knees to her chest watching him roll his eyes fighting back a small smile. “Can I take the truck back?”

“Please, do.” Daryl exhaled a lot of the stress that built up from such, bringing himself to sit on the edge of the bed as Y/N uncurls herself to crawl on her knees to bring her beside him. “I’m glad you’re here though”

“You should come home soon. I’m slowly but getting there with my convincing to Rick. There are some trustworthy people here that could watch the place”

“Or get rid of it entirely” He frowns bringing his head to rest on her shoulder as she instantly kisses the top of his head.

The two went to bed shortly after getting ready for such and making sure she was settled as Daryl found himself comfortably laying on Y/N with his head on her chest after. He hums softly feeling her fingers run through his hair enjoying the feeling. He could lay there for hours and he did until he naturally shifted to be beside Y/N, bringing her into his embrace holding her protectively.

The Sanctuary didn’t get much natural light in their rooms as they were like solitary confinement. But the rooms still had that basement size window that gave just enough natural light to fill the room.

Y/N felt the warmth from the light hit her face but there was more happening as she felt the heat rise in her cheeks. A breathy choked off moan escaped her lips feeling his nose brush against her clit while his tongue lapped at her sweetness between her folds. Guess he had other plans in mind this morning. She felt her core build up as she instinctively bucked against his face when she felt the cord snap.

“Fuck…” Y/N moans, getting comfortable once again in the bed as Daryl brought himself out from under the covers releasing her panties back into place after pulling them aside just enough to enjoy his “breakfast”. “That better not be it, my love”

“Mmm…‘course not, sunshine” He smirks bringing his lips to hers as she could taste herself on his lips letting his tongue explore the inside of her mouth while his hands worked to completely remove her panties.

Once he did such, Daryl positioned himself in between her legs as he only parted from kissing her to catch his breath. Y/N brought her legs around him pulling him into her core as he got the hint starting to grind into her while he attached his lips to her neck.

“Dar…please” Y/N moans feeling the cord tighten as she wanted more than just the friction with his boxers.

“So polite” Daryl chuckles against her neck sucking on the spot to leave a hickey. “Be a good girl and tell me what you want, sunshine”

“God!” She moans feeling his dominant hand squeeze her breast through her shirt. “Please. For the love of god, fuck me!”

Daryl chuckles once more, pulling his lips away from her skin admiring the mark. “Okay sunshine. Rid yourself of your shirt while I get a condom” he pulls away entirely getting out of the bed, taking his boxers off as Y/N got a bit distracted staring at his naked form…tracing his image with her eyes admiring every scar and freckle she could see.

As Y/N started to get her shirt off, Daryl climbed back into the bed pulling her by the legs the second she got her shirt off…her core instantly meeting his dick as she lays back watching him align himself at her entrance glancing up at her every inch he pushes in.

“Fuck me…” Y/N moans hitting her head back against the pillow as Daryl smirks bringing his arms on both sides of her head reconnecting their lips while he started a slow pace.

As he gradually got faster with his thrust, he couldn’t help his own moans from escaping…especially when he hit the right spot that practically got Y/N screaming when his lips weren’t on hers. She held onto his shoulders being carefully not to dig her nails in, not like he’d mind. But as she felt the cord tighten again and Daryl felt her walls clench around him, they were both close.

“Fuck, you feel so good” Daryl groans, picking up the pace and going a bit rougher the closer he got.

“Daryl. Please. Fuck!” She moans feeling him slam into her as she gripped onto his shoulder blades when the cord snapped and her walls clenched tightly around him.

That drew a low moan from his chest as he reached his climax spilling his seed into the condom. He lays on top of her a moment to catch his breath while Y/N didn’t mind him laying on her as she gently caresses his back listening to him sigh contently.

“Should we get started with the day or…?”

“Mmm it can wait a few minutes”

More like an hour. The two took a shower to clean up before getting started with the farming plots Daryl drew up. Y/N took one of his shirts hostage and let him re-bandage her leg before going to get some ex-Saviors to help.

Once the day was finished, Y/N tossed her pack in the bed of the truck before approaching Daryl with a smile and kissing him goodbye. But he held her close for a little while longer.

“Don’t cause too much trouble, or imma have to come back”

“Maybe I want you back”

“Soon, sunshine” Daryl smiles giving her one more kiss. “Soon”

And with that Y/N made her way back to Alexandria, waving at Gabriel when he opened the gate for her. She parked in front of the house and was instantly met with Rosita’s warm embrace. Y/N tightened her arms around her hiding her face in the crook of her neck as Rosita rubs circles on her back.

“He knows mi amor. I know he does” Rosita frowns wishing Daryl would get the hint that her visiting him at the Sanctuary was a bit triggering. Given what they both been through during the war. Then there’s Rick who made the mistake of having him watch the place. “Come on, I can cheer you up”

“Oh yeah?” Y/N parts from her, her smile returning as it brought warmth to Rosita’s heart as she couldn’t help but kiss her partner before leading her inside.

While Y/N went to put her things away and get undressed, right before she got into something more comfortable Rosita approached her from behind wrapping her arms around her naked form pressing a kiss to her shoulder.

“How about we take a shower? We’ve both worked hard today…a nice hot shower sounds nice right about now”

“The only hot thing about such is going to be us. When’s the last time we had hot water?”

“Hmm. I’m not entirely sure. But you’re very right about the hot thing” Rosita smirks kissing her shoulder then her neck while moving her hair aside to continue kissing her exposed skin. “I’m all ready for you, sweetheart”

“Hmm…that shower will have to wait” Y/N sighs relaxing against her touch as her hands moved from her hips to her breasts gently groping form behind until she wanted to see all of her. Making Rosita suddenly spin Y/N and shoving her onto the bed. “Eager aren’t we, my love?”

“I missed you”

“I’m right here, Rose” Y/N quickly sat up taking her face into her hands crashing her lips onto hers as Rosita pulls her to the edge of the bed by the hips keeping her hands there. The two continued to make out then and there until Y/N parted smirking at her love. “Sit on my face”

“You have a way with your words” Rosita laughs gripping her hips softly as Y/N rolls her eyes keeping her smirk.

“I’m forward is what you’re looking for and I know what I’m craving” Y/N smirks kissing her once more before laying back and bringing her entire self on the bed waiting for Rosita to eventually climb on top of her. “I don’t bite”

“I know that” She scoffs followed by a smile. “I don’t want to crush you”

“Oh trust me, that’s a hell of a way to die” Y/N smirks as Rosita smacks her shoulder. “But I promise I’ll tap out if I get too high on your body. Trust me though, I can never get enough of your gorgeous self”

Rosita felt the heat rise in her cheeks but a cute little touch was the blush that met her shoulders that Y/N could never get enough of when she gets her blushing. Rosita carefully positioned herself above Y/N’s face as she wanted to go slow lowering herself but when she felt her partner’s hands find purchase on her hips…she’s getting pulled down.

The initial contact caused a gasp to escape her but it quickly turned into a moan once Y/N brought her tongue through her folds. She was slow at first with her tongue as her nose occasionally brushes her clit. With the way they were in the bed, Rosita couldn’t hold onto the headboard but she did lean forward against the wall. The side of her bed was up against the wall in the corner. So as she leaned forward she felt Y/N’s hands grip onto her hips to keep her in place but scooted down a bit so that she could continue to eat her out and start her licking and sucking on her clit. Rosita bites down on her lip to contain the moans escaping her, ultimately failing when she felt her release one of her hands bringing her index and middle to start fingering her while sucking on her clit. The cord was tightening and she tried to keep herself from climaxing too quickly but the way her slender fingers brushed against that spot made it difficult to keep it together.

When Rosita felt Y/N tap her, she couldn’t help the whine that escaped her when she didn’t reach that snap. But she was immediately tossed onto the bed and Y/N brought herself back in between her legs looking at her woman with a smile on her face before bringing herself back down to her core and returning her lips to her core.

“Oh fuck!” Rosita moans arching her back feeling one of her hands reach up to grope her breast as the other started to finger her again.

The way her fingers thrust at the same pace she lapped at her clit, the cord snapped and boy did it. Rosita gripped onto the bedsheets arching her back moaning louder than before as she reached climaxed. Her back falls back onto the bed as she panted watching through hooded lids, Y/N pull her face away sucking her sweetness off her fingers and brushing what’s wet on her lips on the back of her hand.

“Holy shit…”

“Felt good, baby?”

“Always” Rosita exhales happily as Y/N brought herself leaning over her body pressing her lips against her lips. “Fuck…how could yea tire me out before I could do anything?”

“I wanted to take care of my girl, and I ain’t done. Imma start a bath for you and of course I’ll join you” She smiles kissing her once more before climbing out of the bed as Rosita watched her naked form approach the bathroom.

“What did I do to deserve you?”

“Don’t know, but I’m glad I have you”

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[enid-rhees]

Rosita Espinosa Dating HCS (Fem!Reader)

A/N: these are just cute little things i’d think happen in a relationship w/ Rosita 🫶🏻 reminder that requests are open! if you’d like to request, read pinned!

warnings: bit of nsfw

Rosita is extremely protective over you

not really in a jealous way or anything, but she has the instinct to keep you safe from anything that might come your way

if you need to go on a run, she goes with every time to make sure you’re safe

BUT

she can get jealous

you both know that you’re hers and she’s yours

but that doesn’t prevent her from getting jealous when someone gets a little too close to you

she’ll give subtle hints to that person though

putting a hand on your thigh and keeping a firm grip on it

she’ll leave small kisses on your face and neck

speaking of that

Rosita LOVES to leave hidden marks around your body

on your thighs, down your chest, she enjoys the thrill of no one knowing

but if someone has truly pissed her off by getting too close to you, she lets them know you’re hers

dragging you back to your bedroom and letting your moans fill the room

ANYWAYS BEFORE I GET CARRIED AWAY

stealing each other’s clothes >>>>

“isn’t that my flannel?” “…no.”

you steal her clothes a lot

a lot

she started doing it to get back at you and now it’s a thing you guys just do

you both like to go out and find a nice hidden place in the woods

you’ll sit there for hours with each other

sometimes you guys don’t really talk, instead you just take in each other’s presence and appreciate it.

her biggest fear is losing you, so she’ll do anything to have all the time in the world with you

her love language is definitely quality time ^^^^

y’all are such a badass couple though

badass gfs who kill things together >>>

everyone knows not to fuck with you guys

she married you a year after you started your relationship

one day on a run she found an abandoned jewelry store

she saw the most gorgeous diamond ring that reminded her of you

so she took it home with her and did it right then and there

nicknames aren’t a huge thing

occasionally she calls you “love” or “sweetheart”

but istg anytime she says it it makes u weak in the knees

 she is your biggest defender obvs

if someone yells at you she will give them hell until they apologize for it

she lets you do her hair in different styles.

you love how long and wavy it got and you like to spend your mornings brushing it for her and trying out cute new styles of ponytails or buns

tbh she’ll let you do anything to her

she’s so whipped for u it’s crazy

“god he’s annoying. i’m gonna kill him.” “please don’t kill him, Ro.” “okay 🥰🥰”

LIKE ???

she just loves u so much and is not afraid to let anyone know that

🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

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[wreckmyimage]

heyyyy, i read your carl fic and was wondering if you would write another one but with Rosita this time? One where its angsty and based in s11 where she dies 🫶

THE WAY THINGS GO! / R. ESPINOSA

♪ THE WAY THINGS GO, BEABADOOBEE / TWD MASTERLIST / MASTERLIST

summary — when rosita gets bit, the reader can’t help but wish it was her in rosita’s place.

warnings — death, normal stuff for twd, short story

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You never took the news well, finding out Rosita was bit, it hit you like a ton of bricks.

You never got to tell her how you really feel.

You couldn’t help but wish you were in her place, she had her whole life ahead of her still, she had to raise Coco, she can’t grow up without her mother, she already lost her father.

Then theres you, you had nothing, your family was dead. All you had left was Rosita, she was your purpose.

There she lay, almost lifeless. You couldn’t help but get teary eye as you looked at her. She insisted you sat next to her, so you did.

“Don’t cry.” She tells you, but you can’t help it, how do you gain the courage to tell her how you feel when shes on her death bed?

She grabs your hand and rubs her thumb over your palm, her bloodshot eyes meet with yours, her tears falling down her cheeks, you lift your hand to wipe them.

“You know I love you, right?” She says with such sincerity, her voice hoarse.

Your lip quivers at that moment, your tears falling like a storm, you shake your head “I didn’t think you’d feel the same.”

“Of course I do.” She sits up a bit, leaning her forehead against yours, her hand fully connecting with yours now. “Take care of Coco for me okay?”

“Rosita I can’t.” You dismiss her but she wasn’t having it.

“Please, I want to know shes in good hands, I trust you.” You catch her eye, before nodding, letting out an agreement.

“I’ll protect her, my life depends on it.” You promise her. After loosing Rosita, you cannot let Coco get hurt. She’s your priority now, no matter what. She’s the last piece of Rosita you have.

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[spanktony]

“YOU TOOK A BULLET FOR ME…” - rosita espinosa

summary: you take a bullet for her.

words: 800+

warnings: gun/gunshot, near death experience, and that’s all i believe.

notes: posting this as i try my hardest to get out of writers block & answer my requests! also lost the request to this ☹️

navigation. request.

You had found yourself in Negan's group, the Saviors. You didn't exactly like what you did—taking raids on random communities—but you understood that it was necessary for your survival in this post-apocalyptic world.

Negan knew you since you were a teenager, and he saw potential in you. He believed that you had what it took to be a valuable member of his group, and he made sure to keep a close eye on your progress. Which is exactly why you joined him on a hot afternoon to seize supplies from a new community called "Alexandria."

"Remember, kid," Negan sneered, his barbed-wire-covered baseball bat, Lucille, resting on his shoulder. "We're here to take, not make friends." Negan said, exiting the truck. You quickly nod, following behind him as you both approach the gates of Alexandria.

The gates were opened quickly, and everyone began to take supplies from the community, loading them into the back of the truck. You watched the chaos unfold, and you couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. Deep down, you knew that this was not the kind of person you wanted to become, but what choice did you have?

You help one of your fellow group members load a crate of food into the truck, trying to push away your conflicting emotions. Dwight walks up to you, "See that car over there? I think they might be holding something in there, check for me."

You nod, making your way over to the car. A woman in an olive-green top stands in front of the trunk of the car. You send a slight smile, wiping your forehead of sweat as you approach her.

"Mind moving?" You ask politely, gesturing towards the trunk of the car. The woman gives you a suspicious look before reluctantly stepping aside. As you open the trunk, you can't help but wonder what you might find inside.

The trunk is filled with guns, ammunition, and various other weapons. You glance at Negan and Dwight, occupied with taking other supplies from someone else. You take a deep breath, grapping some of the weapons. The woman is watching you with an upset look on her face.

You leave a few of the weapons behind, not wanting to take everything. You turn to the woman, "Maybe next time hide in a better spot," you suggest, trying to lighten the tension.

The woman's expression softens slightly, but she remains silent.

That was the first time you met Rosita, the next couple of times you saw her, she kept that same guarded expression. It became clear that she was still wary of you, despite your attempts to ease the tension. Nonetheless, you still continued to make small talk with her, hoping to gradually build trust and establish a connection.

You shared stories of your own experiences and asked her about her interests, trying to find common ground. Slowly, Rosita began to open up, sharing snippets of her life and even cracking a smile from time to time. It was a slow process, but you were determined to break through the walls she had built around herself.

As the days turned into weeks, your conversations became more meaningful and genuine, and you could sense a growing bond between the two of you.

Just as your group was leaving, one of your members got into an argument with Rosita, and she didn't look like she was backing down anytime soon. Instead of letting the situation escalate, you walked over to the two, attempting to mediate and diffuse the tension.

But your group member acted too quickly, pulling out a weapon and pointing it at Rosita. You immediately stepped in front of the gun. A loud sound rang out as you felt a sharp and hot pain in your chest.

You fell to the ground, gasping for breath and clutching your chest in agony. Ringing and Rosita's voice calling for help filled your ears, but your vision started to blur as darkness closed in.

Days blurred together as you drifted in and out of consciousness. When you finally awoke, you found yourself in a small, makeshift infirmary. The harsh, sterile scent of antiseptics filled the air, and you realized you were no longer with the Saviors.

Rosita sat at your bedside, her eyes filled with relief as she saw you awake. "You took a bullet for me," she said softly, her voice tinged with disbelief.

You managed a weak smile, wincing at the pain. "I guess I did." You glanced around the room, noticing the bandages wrapped tightly around your torso. "How long have I been out?" you asked, your voice barely a whisper.

Rosita's expression softened as she replied, "Almost a week." Shit.

"How am I supposed to get back to my group?" You thought aloud, concern etched on your face. Rosita's eyes flickered with worry as she responded, "You can't go back to Negan after what happened. It's too dangerous."

You sighed, realizing the gravity of the situation. "I know," you murmured, a sense of uncertainty creeping in. "But what else am I supposed to do? I doubt your group would be willing to take me in permanently."

Rosita's expression softened as she reached out to touch your arm gently. "I'll convince them. For now, relax." You nodded, grateful for Rosita's support. "Thank you," you whispered.

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[tqxky]

Rosita Espinosa dating headcanons!! :P (fem!reader)

~slight NSFW!!! Minors DNI~

Okay i don't even know where to start

She's the jealous type girlfriend for real. She'd get so upset seeing other people touch/flirt with you and will definitely remind them that you're hers. (Inspired by a rosita fanfic i read a while ago🌚)

She'd act really tough in public, but as soon as the 2 of you are alone together, she couldn't keep her hands of you. LOL

Very overprotective, whoever hurts you gets a piece of her mind, she's gotten in trouble many times for doing things to defend you

Can be very submissive, would beg you to have fun with her and other stuff

But she can be very dominant too. It really depends on her mood, LMAO (i seriously don't know whether she'd be submissive or dominant, but in my eyes, she's a bit of both)

Will sit with you for hours listening to you talk about the most random stuff, purely just to listen to your voice

I dont know why, but Rosita really seems like the type of girlfriend to walk around the house wearing barely anything

Will sneak up behind you just to hug you from behind, covering your neck with hickeys

Enjoys placing hickeys in places that are visible, just so people know you're not available

Like i said, she's very overprotective. You guys are pretty much an unstoppable duo. If someone messed with one of you, the other will definitely do something messed up😝

Once again, very hard to decide, but i feel like the majority of the intimate things really depend on her mood. One moment, she is the most romantic, sweet, passionate person ever. The other moment, she'll be very rough with you

Takes aftercare very serious, she'd pretty much do anything for you lmao

If she wants something, she's gonna get it. She will literally pull you aside to a more private spot just to fuck your brains out

She'd definitely call you "baby" a lot, i just know she would

(My friends headcanon, and mine tbh) Will speak Spanish to you while fucking you, dunno while, she just would

Teases you in public a lot. She'd definitely "touch" you in public, too🤭 (upcoming fanfic? Yes😈) i can just imagine her randomly moaning in your ear just so show you how horny she is

Would randomly grab your ass, for sure

She'd do pretty much anything to make you happy, you're her whole world

(According to my girlfriend) Rosita likes getting her ass ate🤭

Very touchy in public

Doesn't care where you guys are, she'd fuck you anywhere, during runs, in the woods, she'd even pull you in another room to fuck you knowing damn well there are other people in the house

With you 24/7 just to make sure you're save

If you do get hurt, even if it's just a tiny cut, she'd do anything to make sure you're fine

She'd kill for you

He likes cooking with you SO MUCH, and even if she's not cooking with you, she'd be standing there just to see you cook. She'd give you hugs and kisses and other stuff (you would end up not finishing the food and just making out or fucking her instead🤭)

You, her and Tara are an amazing trio together, bffs🤞 (though you and Rosita are a bit more than bffs LMAO)

I dont have much else LMAO, might make another part if i get more ideas😘

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I finally posted something again😙 Rosita seems like she'd be such an amazing girlfriend😭 i will probably make headcanons for other characters, too (please request characters too if you want headcanons for them :3) Im currently writing 3 stories, Rosita x reader smut, Enid x reader smut and Tara x reader smut, i hope one of them is coming out next week but i cant keep promises, requests are open!! Have an amazing day <3

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[randomgurl2326]

The Walking Dead Masterlist

Main Masterlist

Ask Box: Open

Carl Grimes

Run

Warnings: Just Carl almost getting his ass kicked

Carl makes the mistake of saying a few choice words about the Dixon daughter.

Coming Soon…

“So, you’re saying you care?” “Yes, okay? I care…”

Daryl Dixon

Coming Soon…

Glenn Rhee

Coming Soon…

Maggie Greene

Coming Soon…

Rosita Espinosa

Coming Soon…

Rick Grimes

Coming Soon…

Negan Smith

Coming Soon…

Head Cannons

Coming Soon…

Incorrect Quotes

Coming Soon…

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[writella]

Visualizer for Friend Like You.

Rick and Rosita’s blazing night with their garden girl.

“Oh my god,” you whisper, biting the inside of your lip, both their eyes making your heart race, “Rosita… yes… you’re so pretty.” ❀˖°

#friend like you wasn’t a super noticed story but I really wanted to make one with rosita!! #love her!! ♡ #rosita espinosa x reader #rick grimes x reader #rick grimes x fem!reader #rick grimes smut #rosita espinosa x reader smut #rosita espinosa smut #rosita espinosa moodboard #rick grimes moodboard #the walking dead #writella’s moodboards

[sinsandsweetness]

💿 - rosita guiding/teaching inexperienced reader how to ride her strap AUGGHHHMSIA

(congrats on 1.1k bb! your fics literally keep me alive)

cw- strap on sex, 18+ content, not proofread.

“Hey, you okay?” Rosita asks, grabbing your attention to her big brown eyes.

You nod but it mustn’t be very convincing. The clammy grip on her shoulders and the shakiness of your thighs is telling her the opposite.

“You’re in control, okay? Go as slow as you need.”

You nod with a sigh. Knowing that you definitely aren’t the one in control. She’s just saying that to comfort your anxiety. The fact that she’s been your first everything has always made you nervous. Especially now, hovering over an 8 inch, hot pink, dildo, strapped to the prettiest girl you know. Looking up at you through thick, dark lashes. It’s… intimidating. Everything about her is. No matter how much she reassures you. You’re always paralyzed by those butterflies swarming in your belly.

You close your eyes, her grip on your hips gently guiding your hips down and onto the silicone toy. Slick with spit and lube already. A tiny gasp leaves your lips when the cock teases your entrance. Sinking down as slow as you can until you’re sitting flush on her lap. Straddling her on the plush comforter.

“Wasn’t that bad, hey?” She leans in to kiss the corner of your mouth. Not moving or anything. Just giving you time to adjust to her size. Having been your first and all, you weren’t exactly used to the stretch.

“It’s really big, Ro…” you don’t wanna complain. But you’re filled to the fucking hilt. You don’t even know if you can move.

“You’ll get used to it, honey. It’ll feel so good. I promise. Gonna make you feel so good.” She catches your lips a few more times. Biting your lip and dragging it out. The action makes you moan into her mouth. Fuck.

“Whenever you're ready, ok? Just start movin’ up and down.” She instructs you, fingernails dancing on your hips, running down to grab your ass. Give you a nice squeeze before returning to your hips.

You nod, starting to move. Back and forth and up and down. Exploring what action feels best. What action hits that spot inside that makes you gasp.

“Oh,”

“Told you it’d feel good,” she teases. She wants your mouth on hers, but you can’t seem to kiss her back. Too enthralled by the feeling of her strap stretching you right out. You have to rest your forehead on her shoulder as you bounce up and down. Trying to chase the orgasm you know is starting to build. But the closer you get, panting and moaning in between open mouthed kisses, the more tired your legs become. Burning as you continue to ride her, trying to keep up with the speed that makes it feel so good. Frustrated that you can’t and you’re slowly losing your orgasm.

“Ro - I can’t-

“Can’t what, baby?” He’s nipping at your breasts, sucking deep purple hickeys onto your skin. Marking you for the rest of the group to see who you belong to. All hers. Her perfect, pretty, innocent girl.

“Can’t come,” you’re beyond frustrated. Legs giving out as you collapse into her lap, switching to a rocking motion, seemingly less effort than the prior.

“Yes, you can.” She helps you rock your hips. Hips starting to buck up into you. And wow, does that ever help. That extra leverage of her hands bouncing your ass and her hips coming up to meet yours. She’s hitting an angle you didn’t even know existed.

“There we go,” she notices your pathetic whimpers morphing back into moans. She can tell you’re getting close. She knows that sound. The way your breath hitches and you start taking in deep breaths. Trying your best to focus on the swarming pleasure expanding in your core. “Come on, baby.” She wraps her arms around your waist, jutting up into you as fast as her hips will let her.

“Come for me, sweet girl. Come all over my cock.” Her words are downright filthy but it doesn’t matter. You do as you’re told. Pulsating around the pink silicone while you ride out your orgasm. Wet gasping and moaning right in Rosita’s ear as she fucks you through it. You’re always such a good girl for her, doing exactly as you’re told <3

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