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His smell, his intoxicating words, his hands.
Everything about rick made morty shutter, morty was disgusted with himself when it happened. Morty even wrote it down when his head was foggy and he didnt think he’d remember.
He was pissed, rick was pissed. Mom was in fantasy land with jerry and summer was drinking herself to death at partys, so who cared. Rick was so drunk he had passed out after screaming at morty to get a serum.
‘I’ll get it my damn self’ were the exact thoughts before opening a portal to a new world.
Morty got the serum after killing three men, and four hours later he came home covered in blood. His phone was blown up by ricks messages but morty was void of any emotions. His arms were cut up, his head bleeding, and he barely made it into the garage from the portal. Morty was determined, although, he didn’t know why.
He could hear rick yelling at summer over the phone, Morty walked into the kitchen and droped his coat heading to the shower.
Rick stoped yelling when he saw how battered his morty was.
“M-Morty you’re, you’re soaked in blood. Why did you go alone-“ Rick had rushed to hang up and touch mortys head.
“No shut the fuck up, you hounded me for your fucking serum. Now take it”
Morty threw the vial at him and went into his room locking it behind him. He saw the older mans eyes trail his own body in the hallway.
Morty couldn’t understand why rick suddenly cared, for the past two weeks thats all he did was drink and then act guilty when he fucked up. Morty knew rick had issues but it has to end.
Morty fell asleep and woke up at night, the house was silent. He went to the bathroom washing off the stained blood and took a shower.
When Morty came back to his room rick was at the foot of the bed with his head down. Morty, stood in his underwear, closing the door; subconsciously letting rick know he was serious. Morty sat down letting his eyes wander down ricks thighs.
“ What will it take.” Ricks voice cracked and wavered.
Morty never heard rick so vulnerable.
“What’d you do, what do you want? Ive done everything for you for the past two weeks rick. I almost died today, you know that.?”
“ please stop.. I don’t want to fight you Morty” Rick was fighting with himself, he had told himself not to show morty this side. For years Rick fought his urges.
Rick hugged morty, his hands cascading to mortys back, holding on hard he stuttered mortys name. Mortys mind went blank, eyes foggy, he relaxed into his grandpa.
“Morty I’ve been so bad to you, I hate myself morty. Theres so much right now i cant hold back from. “
Rick has almost killed him once before, he’d shown a caring side them and after that Rick acted like morty was glass when he was sober. Rick got violent when he was drunk fighting himself and anyone else who happened to be there, which was always morty.
When Rick had cared to doctor morty, he was sober, petrified that the only real morty, his morty, would vanish. He had touched the kids skin when he was unconscious, morty would arch into his touches and whine. Rick hated himself thinking about it, yet, he was a perverted old man and his mind could sexualize anything.
As Morty had hugged rick back his mind wondered what rick was playing at. Was he really just sorry or could it all be because he wanted something.
Ricks hand slid down to mortys hips, his nose was in mortys neck, his breath stutters.
“Morty.. when I had held you and took care of you, you said what was on your mind brutally. And- an ah why did that translate to you whining and moaning when I touched you…”
Ricks voice was a whisper to morty, who was looking straight ahead, he was frozen. Morty didn’t think rick would bring it up, when he touched morty is was the only good feeling in the world, in that moment.
Morty was in and out of if it when that happened, Ricks touches felt like life itself, and it left him drained.
“R-Rick I uh I can’t explain it” Mortys whisper was loud in His room
“Morty you know I love you, yet, I have to ask if you liked the touching.” Rick was being slow and tip toeing around the situation, he didnt want the little one to get worked up and he himself didn’t want to get mad and ruin this.
“Rick.”
“What are you doing.”
Mortys mind was going ninety to nothing, he couldn’t assume what rick had said yet he wanted it to be right deep down.
Ricks cold hands went up the smallers shirt, settling just above his hips. Rick leaned down letting the other sink to the bed. Morty looked up with stars in his eyes, Rick feathered his hand on mortys check feeling his hair.
Mortys legs were up enough for Rick to slide up on the bed, his hips center in the boys bottom. Morty inhaled sharply biting his lip as Rick looked at him and put his forehead on the younger. He dipped down and slotted his mouth on the kids, letting Morty lap at his tongue and make small sounds.
Morty moved his hips, grinding on ricks pelvis. The younger broke the kiss to look at rick.
“ You-You’re okay with this love?” Morty felt pins and needles all over when the man on top of him asked. Morty whined and felt euphoric for this love of rick and his body.
Morty took ricks belt in hand and undid it, rick was shocked and tried to keep his excitement calm.
The older man took his pants off and undid the smallers as well. Rick kissed mortys neck and made his way down, kissing just before mortys dick, he looked up asking permission from his eyes.
The boy whispered ‘please’ and rick slid his mouth around mortys length. Sucking and twisting, the noises were intoxicating, and the hand in rick hair made his motivation spike.
Morty was a mess almost drooling from pleasure, the small boys cock was shot up red as hell and his nipples were hard.
Their underpants came off and rick pulled off, he slid his dick together and leaned down, kissing morty. Pampering him in affection.
“Boy,” rick murmured in the kids ear, “youre gonna take me like a champ okay baby doll.”
Morty moaned he was such a narc at times but it felt so good.
It felt good to be validated and loved like only rick could love.
Rick rutted his dick into Mortys stomach watching the little one stare with stars in his eyes. Mortys whole body shaked and craved rick, he didn’t know what he was craving but he knew he needed more.
Rick turned them over morty sitting on his chest now. Rick ushered the little boy onto his face, mortys skin glowed and his body was crying for a touch. Rick put his hands on mortys hips rubbing in to his pelvis.
“Don’t be afraid, boy. Here, Love, I’ll guide you.”
Rick takes mortys cock into his mouth, making morty lean into it. Mortys moaned and put his hand into ricks hair pulling and tugging. Morty shivered and shook his lower half pulsed, greedy for more.
Rick pulled off and left morty touchless, whining for something anything. Rick moved to the side fixing mortys hair while grazing his dick with his hand. Morty sat up with his legs under him, rick loved the obedient look. His eyes surrendered before rick testifying how much the kid wanted this.
Rick climbed on top of morty in an instance, rubbing mortys hole with one hand and touching the boys penis at the same time.
Rick got the little one open, lubed up his dick, and positioned his head at mortys hole.
Rick eased in, morty took it with vigor his hole opening around ricks big cock. Morty was on his back looking up at rick, he had his head slightly back his mouth opened letting out whines.
“R-rick please I want you.” Morty, entranced by the feelings, was man handled by rick getting his grip and being fulling inside of morty.
Rick pulled out and back in, morty yeps and whines grabbing around ricks neck. Rick was enraged he finally had morty where he wanted him, melting under himself. Ricks thrusts were animalistic grabbing onto whatever ever he could to have leverage.
Mortys legs shook violently as his hands touched his little cock, morty was close he couldn’t explain how hot rick was when he got like that.
Ricks thrusts pounded into mortys hole, the little boy crying out and wrapping his arms around ricks neck.
“R-rick don’t stop please daddy don’t im so close.” Morty didn’t feel embarrassed he didn’t care.
Morty arched his back and yelled ricks name, pulling sheets and pillows as he came in waves, every time a little bit came out rick rocked into him.
Rick continued and held him down, fucking his little boy into the mattress. Rick moaned, his dick hurt from need and the pulsing drove him mad.
Rick moved faster than he ever thought he could and drilled into his boys heat. Rick couldn’t stop chasing his need when he looked at morty, he was touching himself again. Rick leaned in a bit and whispered into Mortys ear.
“Are you going to come again brat? My baby..coming twice.. God I can make you leak for days on end. you want me to use you and test your body’s limits, little boy?”
Morty cried, tears rolling down as he moaned. He came with a yelp and cleared his sniffling. Rick came with his head in mortys shoulders moaning into the boy.
Morty curled up in bed with rick. Kicking his socks off and fidgeting with the blanket.
“rick how long have you wanted to do that.”
“Longer than you’ll ever know, kid.”
Rick laid his head down, mortys head on his arm, and both of them fell asleep like that. No worries about the future or past.