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God almighty
Who: Faye and Merle
What: Faye shows off her costume
Where: Their home
When: Backdated to Stark Halloween party night
Rating: NSFW/ High
Status: Complete




Faye liked Halloween. The costumes, the parties, the overall sense of fun. She loved it all. She’d found her costume, gotten changed into it and now wore a coat over it so she could surprise Merle - who she had kicked out of the bedroom before the headed to the Stark party. Though she was aware they may be slightly delayed once she revealed herself to him.

Grinning she slipped into her red heels, picked up the little plastic pitchfork and opened the bedroom door. “Ready to go?” she grinned.

Merle’s costume options were limited if he didn’t want to ignore the missing hand, and he’d never really dressed up before anyway or at least not on an annual basis. He was dressed in a simple blue shirt unbuttoned halfway down with four cobbled-together belt straps tightened across his chest and back. He wore a pair of brown trousers and regular workman boots, all of which he’d grimed up a little to look worn. In one hand, he felt an airsoft shotgun whose insides he’d gutted, and a mostly plastic toy chainsaw that he felt looked a little silly. All in all, though, he was ready to pose as Ash on the Army of Darkness poster.

When he turned to see Faye, though, he was stopped in his tracks for a moment. “God almighty,” he muttered in something close to awe. “I was born on a mountainside.”

Faye laughed wickedly as she leaned against the doorframe, hand on one barely covered hip, “I take it you approve?” she smiled, “You’re looking pretty damn good yourself” she told him eyes raking over his body.

Merle nodded in a detached way, beginning to walk slowly toward her. “Damn right I approve,” he said, a slight smile breaking through his stunned expression. “Y’know, never did think I’d end up going to a party for the rich and famous where I’d have the most beautiful girl there on my arm.”

That actually got a slight blush from her, “Aren’t you a charmer” she giggled as he approached her, “You know I’m sure there will be plenty of other sexy girls there for you to work that charm on too”

His eyes fell to her cleavage, and then along the curve of her waist. He placed his hand on her hip. “Hell, girl, I got charm comin’ out of my ass,” he smirked. “But why’d I go for anyone else when I got you dressed like this?”

Giggling Faye raised her hands to rest on his shoulders, “Well you were the inspiration behind this particular outfit” she smiled, “so you should reap the rewards”

“Goddamn right,” said Merle, pulling her in a little and kissing her hard. Things had rarely been better; he had a job he more-or-less enjoyed, he was living with a beautiful woman he greatly liked...everything had been going well, save for losing his hand and even that was something he was getting used to very quickly. He broke the kiss for air, biting on her lip a little as he did.

Faye returned the kiss happily, she had to admit she liked having Merle around. And it was surprising how much she was satisfied with her life in general. Smiling as they broke apart she moved her arms up around his neck pressing her body against him in the process.

His mouth descended hungrily on hers, his hand moving around the small of her back and running in the direction of her ass. “You mind havin’ to get dressed again?” asked Merle.

“Not if you make it worth my while” she told him, “which I know you will” she added against his lips as she pushed her ass back into his hand.

Merle gripped her ass hard, turning her as he did to push her against the wall. He began to kiss along her neck, rough stubble dragging against her skin while the bulge in his trousers prodded her thigh insistently.

Faye moaned softly as he kissed her neck, smiling she slipped her hands down to his waist before using one hand to slide along his length over his trousers before she worked to undo them. Just as eager as he was.

He pushed his hips forward to meet her expert grasp, kissing her on the mouth again as his cock grew harder in her palm. Merle slowed the kiss down a little, happy to savor the taste of her lips even as his hand caressed her firm ass.

She loved feeling him grow underneath her palm, the strength in him obvious in that moment. Faye happily followed him lead as they kissed, stroking him slowly as her tongue licked softly into his mouth. They knew each others bodies well, more than Faye had known anybody elses and it was nice. Comfortable yet still so intense.

Merle’s hand left her ass for the moment and he ended the kiss gradually. He took Faye’s wrist gently and removed it from his pants, instead beginning to kiss and nibble and lick his way down her neck and collarbone, eventually sliding to his knees before her.

As he worked his way down her body she was gasping and panting as he left a trail of fire behind his lips. “Merle, please” she begged her hand sliding to his head as she felt his breath on her core.

Merle pulled at her panties, biting the rim and dragging them down with his teeth to expose already wet cunt. He licked and kissed her pussy, teasing her lightly.

Her hand tightened on him as he licked her, god that felt good. She moaned and her whole body shuddered, “Yes, god yes” she breathed out.

He inhaled, savouring the very smell of her and the feeling of wet heat before he dragged his tongue up and back down her entrance. Merle sucked lightly against the outer folds of her cunt, his hand reaching up to press against her stomach as he pushed deeper.

Faye was breathing heavily as she felt his wet incredibly talented tongue against her. He was strong and confident and it felt amazing. Her other hand covers his on her stomach and she stroked it with her nails softly.

He licked the flat of his tongue against her clit before closing his mouth over it to suck lightly, his hand moving up to grab her breast and play absent-mindedly with her nipple.

“Merle” Faye cried out when he sucked on her clit, her hand stroking his hair while her other one moved to play with the nipple he wasn’t playing with. Her hips were moving fluidly as she gasped and moaned through the stimulation.

He pushed harder to meet the slow but quickening gyration of her hips, his grip on her breast becoming tighter. With slight reluctance, he lifted his head from her pussy, standing to his full height before her and smothering her in a sudden, searing kiss.

Faye kissed him back immediately, tasting herself as she pushed herself against him, her arms coming around his neck and one leg wrapping around his waist to grind against him.

Merle gripped her ass, lifting her with his one hand and moving them both toward the bedroom. All the while, he kept his mouth against her neck, kissing hard enough to leave a bruise while he kept his eye on the approaching bed. He tossed her suddenly, licking his lips slightly as she fell back onto the mattress and her tits bounced with the impact. Within a few seconds, he was straddling her around the waist. “Goddamn,” he said, with something that was almost awe. “Look at you.”

She squeaked only a little as he lifted her, she was always kind of in awe at his ability to do that. She wasn’t heavy by any means but he seemed to be able to pick her up with little effort. It was quite a turn on. She landed on the bed with a laugh before smiling brightly as he straddled her. “You’re flattering me” she told him running her hand down his chest.

“I’m just callin’ like I see it,” said Merle, kissing her again. Just the feel of her full lips against his made his heart hurt his chest. His hand slipped around the back of her thigh, lifting it slowly.

“I like the way you see it” she said against his lips before they kissed once more. He really was a wonderful kisser, she’d happily kiss him all day. She lifted her leg at his unspoken instruction wrapping it around his waist.

Merle reached down and freed his cock, positioning it at her cunt. He kissed her neck, simultaneously pushing inside her. “I really...like fucking you,” said Merle, as he did just that. He’d intended to say something….romantic, maybe? Or anything. But he’d settled on fucking her...which was just damn fine.
Faye gasped and arched her back as he pushed into her, he always felt so big inside her. It was immensely satisfying. “Mmm I really...ah...like fucking you too” she told him as her hands tightened around him.

Merle thrusted to meet the roll of her hips, ramming into her repeatedly without subtlety or a gentle touch. The headboard slammed against the wall with every push, and he leaned down to whisper harshly in her ear. “You wanted this, huh? You wanted to get fucked like a filthy whore, and that’s why you dressed like one, huh? Knew I couldn’t resist pinning you down and fucking your brains out!”

“Yes, god yes. I’m your whore” Faye cried out, “Fuck me, harder please” she told him her arms clutching at him as he pounded into her. She loved it when he talked dirty to her in bed, it turned her on and he knew it.

“I want you to beg,” he growled, the entire bed shifting as he fucked her trembling body. Merle grabbed at her tits, and kissed her again. “Beg for me, slut, fucking beg!”

Faye kissed him desperately, clawing to reach her release, “Please, Merle, I need...ahh...please!”

Merle felt himself approaching, and kissed her savagely. Suddenly, his hand had left her tits to crawl around the small of her back. In one sudden, fluid motion, he turned them both over and he was on his back, gripping her waist and letting her fall onto his cock.

Faye gasped at the sudden movement and display of strength, she moaned as he entered her once again and immediately began to ride him with abandon. Bending down to kiss him wildly as she feel her clit being stimulated with the new angle.

He sat up, pushing his face between her tits while gripping her ass and fucking her harder, relentlessly pushing inside her.

As he fucked up into her she pushed down, taking him deep and knowing she’d feel it for the rest of the night. She held his face close to her breasts loving the feeling of his stubble rubbing against them as they fucked. She was so close she could feel it inside her.

“Cum for me,” he commanded, and that’s exactly what it was: a command. Merle took her nipple between his lips and bit down even as his tongue went wild over it, his mouth full of her tit. He slapped her ass and pounded harder into her as if he was trying to fuck her into a coma.

And Faye followed that command. As soon as he bit down on her nipple and slapped her she shuddered around him and cried out his name as she came hard holding onto him tightly as she continued to move wanted to feel him come inside her.

Merle groaned and held on for just a moment longer, but he felt every single shiver that went through her body as she tightened around him. The heat, the wetness, the sweat-slicked smoothness of her skin and the moans of pleasure that rose from deep in her throat. He came inside her, not even bothering to withdraw. Irresponsible, probably. But he loved her. The realization was both a comfort and a wound, but for now, he was just fine. “Fuck, Faye,” he said, still catching his breath and holding onto her tightly.

"Mmm" Faye whimpered in response just holding him tightly to her. He always made her come but the intensity of this one had caught her off guard and she still felt the shock waves rolling through her. She turned her head into his neck and kissed the skin under her lips as she slowly returned to normal.

Merle slowly eased back onto the bed, taking her with him but remaining inside her. “Did I ruin your costume?” he asked, half-jokingly.

Faye laughed softly, liking the feel of him staying in her while he moved them, "I think I can forgive you" It had been brought for him after all. "You're ruining me though, making it very hard for anybody else to live up to your standards"

He looked over at her with a grin, leaning in to kiss her. The kiss was strangely tender and gentle, almost as if he were asking permission for something. “You still want to head out?” he asked, slightly tentative. “Could stay in. Watch movies, give out candy, fuck each other into comas…”

She returned the kiss with a smile. “Actually staying here with you does sound a lot more appealing. You don’t mind?” she checked, after all he had said he was looking forward to going to the party with her earlier on.

Merle smiled back, trying not to let how ridiculously pleased he was show on his face. “Hell, you’re still the most beautiful woman on my arm. Don’t matter if it’s at a party or here,” he said. “You got me, Faye.”

Faye laughed, “Not just on your arm either” she winked at him before hugging him close, “You got me too” she said against his lips before kissing him again.