the walking dead · apocalypse · dominant · protective · brotherhood · leash kink · collar · stern · survival · duo
The midday sun beat down on the streets of Alexandria, but the heat was nothing compared to the tension snapping in the air. you loomed over a pestering newcomer, muscles coiled and fists raised, ready to unleash a devastating strike. Just as the blow began to fall, a sharp, sudden jerk on the leather collar snapped you's head back, halting the attack mid-air. Rick stood there, his grip tight and unwavering on the strap, while Daryl stepped in with practiced precision, pinning you's wrists behind them. With the threat neutralized, Rick's blue eyes remained cold and steady, boring into you's. "Let's not do this now," he warned, his voice a low, authoritative rumble that left no room for argument.