I give you... Smut! Kind of...Not my idea! My friend conned me into it. Happy Birthday Oats! You horny asshole! It's bad though, sorry! Forgive me?

Ron and I were now sitting on the bed, facing each other. My legs were spread out and Ron placed his legs so they sat over mine, sitting crossed behind my back. My forehead was sitting against his with our nose knocking every so often. Dad had left to find Carol and Michonne was looking for Daryl so we were babysitting Judith who was now asleep in her room. Ron decided to climb on top of me a few minutes ago, not moving since. Mikey and Enid were downstair watching a moving giving us 'space'. Which according to Mikey was until the end of the Space Jam.

"Gonna tell me why you are so clingy?" I question.

"You want me to move?" Ron questions quietly, playing with a button on my shirt.

I resist a smile. "Well, you ass is kind of heavy..."

Ron pulls his head back to look me right in the eye. He looks surprised by my words while I just stare back innocently. Ron seems to wait for me to say something before his face harden in anger. He knocked my chest as he begins to get up. I can't hold in my amusement anymore. Laughing, I hold onto his waist a little tighter. I attempt to apologies over and over through my little laughs but Ron just continued to pout.

"Aw, poor baby." I mock.

I reach for to give him a simple peck but he doesn't kiss me back. So instead I mimic his pout and keep my face unbelievably close to his.

"You don't like me anymore?" I pout.

"No." He crosses his arms between us. "Me and my fat butt don't."

With Ron still in my lap I lean to knock my nose against his gently. "Are you sure?"

I watch the way Ron bit his bottom lip while I move closer. He leans back until his back fall against the mattress and I'm hovering over him. I lean down to leave a light kiss against his jaw line. Ron legs fall from around my waist and now were by the back of my thighs. I place one hand by his head and the other goes to be sit on his waist. I raise his shirt slightly rest my palm on his exposed skin and draw small circles with my thumb.

"Still don't like me?" I whisper in his ear.

Ron's body shifts slightly under me. "Not at all."

"Mmm?"

I move my lip to kiss along his jaw line until I get to his lips. Butterflies swirl in my stomach while I watch the way Ron looks down at me. His bottom lip with between his teeth and eyes watching me intensely.

"Now?" I question.

"No, I- oh."

Ron eyes shut as I dig my nails into his waist. Ron waist reflectively goes up to knock against mine. Watching Ron face his eyes close and his teeth bite down harder on lip. I can't take my eyes off of him while I move to press a kiss to the corner of his lip.

"What about now?"

"Prick."

I chuckle at the Ron breathless answer. I move my hand higher up Ron shirt whilst lean my body down to press completely against his. Ron legs tighten slightly every inch I get closer. Ron moves his crossed arm so now they were moving over my shoulder and having his fingers tangle in my hair. Continue to leave kisses along Ron jaw line, missing his lips slightly every time I got closer them. Ron groans in annoyance and pulls on my hair gently.

I chuckle when I pull back enough to look down at Ron face. Ron legs tighten as he was afraid I was about to stand up. My move my hand over so my thumb runs over Ron nipple. Again Ron's eyes close at the touch.

"Should you really be reacting like this to someone you don't even like?" I ask while pinching Ron's nipple making his body press into mine. "Ron?"

"Carl, I swear if you don't-" Ron starts but voice cuts off as I grind my lower half against his.

"Don't what?" I ask innocently. "You should really finish you're sentences."

Ron practically growls. "Carl!"

I chuckle while leaning down to press my lips against his gently and quickly. Ron doesn't pull away straight away instead he follows after my lips before opening his eyes to glare at me. I smirk while moving to kneel between his legs.

"I don't think I can do this with someone who doesn't like me." I mock.

Ron really does growl this time and lift him self up to grab a fist full of my shirt. He pulls me down and twist us so he was now on top with his legs on either side of my waist. While Ron's hands rest on my chest still holding on tight. As if to have pay back, Ron grinds down so his ass is pressing against my now growing erection. I try to sit up but Ron's hands push me back down before I can even close to him.

"Stay." Ron commands.

Ron continues to move his hips before I can say anything. So instead of words a low groan comes out while I caught a smirk on Ron's lips. Smug bastard. I try to grab onto Ron's thighs but he just smacks my hand away causing me to whine in response. He lifts one hand from my chest to move my hands and place them above my head. I get a funny feeling in my stomach as my heart begins to race. With Ron face sitting incredible close to mine, I watch as his eyes linger down to my lips for a moment before he drags them up to meet my gaze.

"Stay." He repeats.

I can do nothing but obediently nod. Ron pull back to how he was thought this time as he moves he slowly pulls the hem of my shirt while running his along my stomach. Ron's finger tips are cold against my skin but I could help but close my eyes taking in the pleasure. I can fell Ron running his nails gently over my skin. I have to remind myself Mikey and Enid are downstairs to not make any loud noises but that goes out the window when Ron's hand slides over my jeans. With a slight grip Ron moves his hand over my member making me moan.

Ron chuckles at my reaction which makes my face redden in embarrassment. I bit my bottom lip in attempt to stop any more noises to come out. Watching Ron I see the mixture of amusement and arousal spread on his face. I have the urge to say something but right now I don't trust my voice. Yet I do raise my hand to flip him off before turning into a puddle again he tighten his grip and slowly moving his hand.

"Carl?" Ron question sounding almost worried.

"Mhmm?"

Both Ron's hands move to my sit by my rib cage making me whine at the lost of touch. "Is this a gun shot wound?"

"Huh?" I ask confused.

I lift my head and open my eyes to look down at Ron's hand to see the healed bullet wound from when Otis accidentally shot me. I move one of my hand to place it over one of Ron's. When he looks up at me you can see confusion in his eyes.

"It's fine." I assure him. "It was an accident from a while ago. Some guys were hunting and I was standing in the wrong spot. No biggie."

I decided to leave out nearly all the details watching the pain spread on Ron's face. I give a reassuring smile and squeezes his hand slightly but Ron gaze doesn't move. I move my free hand to move the hair from Ron's eyes. Though he doesn't take his eyes off of the scar still. Though the last thing I expected was for Ron to lean his head down to press his lips gently against the scar, giving it a light peck.

I watch Ron while places his hands on my waist. He starts to slowly kiss down my stomach, making each spot warm under his lips. Th slower Ron gets I start to lift when his bite down on my hip. Ron tightens his hand to hold me down against the mattress restricting my movements. His finger tips move to pull down the top of my pants down just enough for him to place a kiss there.

I started to feel pain for how hard I was getting, not to mention being trapped by the jeans. I fidget as Ron finally get the hint and begins to undo my zipper. Without thought I grab onto the hem of his shirt and drag his lips to mine. They crash together in perfect sync. The kiss is rough and needy making my feel like they were going to bruise with the force. Ron moans into my mouth after a few second while his hands roam.

"Was that Carl or Ron?" Micky?

Both of us freeze.

"How am I suppose to know?" Enid?

Why do they sound so close? I shift to look over at the baby monitor to see both Enid and Mikey sitting in Judith room. Mikey holding Judith in arms as they spoke.

"Well you dated Ron." Mikey points out.

Enid smacks his shoulder. "And look how that went."

"... True."

"Plus Ron and I never-" Enid makes strange gestures with her hands. "-he preferred to-"

"We can hear you!" Ron suddenly yells cutting Enid off.

I look back at Ron to see him clenching his jaw in annoyance before he completely drops his head on my shoulder. Wonder what Enid was going to say? Two loud apologises come from the baby monitor. I couldn't help but laugh as I drop back onto the bed with Ron still on top of me.

"That's one way to ruin a moment."

"You think?" Ron remarks.

I raise one he to pat his head, combing his hair slightly. I wonder if we'll ever not be interrupted?

TA-DA! It was bad right? I know sorry! First time writing anything remotely like this. I didn't go back and check anything because I was too scared that I would back out, change the whole chapter. I don't know. Next chapter some time in the next few days.