Chapter Seven: Make It Up*
Valerie waited for Negan to say anything. She wasnāt sure how heād respond. The last time she told him she was pregnant it was a joyous time. This time, there wasnāt anything to be happy about. It was only because there wasnāt a clear indication who could be the father.
āThey told me,ā Valerie swallowed the growing lump in her throat as they sat in silence, the air growing thicker and thicker. She continued on, āThe doctor said one of themā¦you knowā¦ā she paused, seeing Neganās jaw tighten.
āI fuckinā know,ā Negan growled.
Valerie gave a small nod, her head dipping to the side to bury her nose in Judeās hair. Negan tried to relax then, his heart aching, his mind racing, trying to figure out what to say or do. Rarely was he rendered speechless, but Valerie -along with Rick- managed to take the words from him without trying.
āThe obstetrician said Iām over a month,ā her voice muffled slightly as she continued to keep her face in the back of her sonās head. āThe dates are too close.ā
Negan could only nod, his jaw still tight; āItās mine,ā he finally said. āI know it is.ā
āSaying that doesnāt make the possibility go away,ā Valerie muttered.
Negan started to remember that night, the three days before her attack, he was in her apartment. He could see Valerie was trying to remember it too, her eyes were focused beyond him, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth. Licking over his own lip, he wondered if thinking about it would bother him too much or make the idea of Valerieās pregnancy any better.
He had spent the last year staying with Valerie in her apartment. They never said that they were back together, but everyone saw that they were mending their relationship. Negan had a lot of his things in her home; his clothing, his cologne, body wash, and he had the spare key. He loved being there because it was all her; her smell lingered in the air, things set in her own way, and it was comfortable. Negan hated to leave when he had to.
It was the weekend; Negan spent the weekends in her apartment with her and their son. Negan picked up Jude from the daycare center, having offered because Valerie always got home after him; āDonāt fuckinā worry about it, baby doll,ā he had kissed her forehead, āIāll pick up Jude, you just get home.ā
Valerie had smiled, kissing his cheek, āThank you, Neeg.ā
He winked, āDonāt mention it.ā
When he got home, unlocked the door and let Jude race in, āTV!ā
Negan had laughed, āHold on, your old man has to get inside too.ā
Jude sat on the sofa, waiting for Negan; he followed in and grabbed the remote from the coffee table and turned on the TV, making sure it was on a channel with cartoons. Jude cheered once he saw Spongebob, āT'ank you, daddy!ā
Setting the remote back down, Negan let out a small chuckle, āYeah, youāre welcome, Duckie.ā
Jude frowned up at him, āHeeey! Mommy calls me dat!ā
āI canāt call you Duckie?ā Jude shook his head at him. āOkay,ā Negan raised his hand in defense, āfine, I wonāt call you Duckie.ā Jude smiled again, turning his attention to the TV. Negan ruffled his hair, āIām gonna change, Iāll be right back.ā
There was only a hum that came from his son as he started towards Valerieās bedroom. He started to undress and head to the bathroom in the hall, tossing his clothes in her hamper. He washed his face and then returned to the bedroom, pulling on a white t-shirt and sweats; he sat momentarily on the bed and saw Valerie had left her nightgown on the edge of the bed.
Negan looked at it, his hand reaching out to touch it, feeling the silk under his rough and calloused fingertips. He felt his blood rush as he picked it up, smelling her scent; he brought it to his nose and inhaled, his stomach tightening. Shutting his eyes, he kept the garment close, letting her scent take over.
Valerie had walked in then, having set her things down in the living room and kissing Jude, asking where Negan was. Jude pointed, āRoom,ā he continued to watch the TV.
She gave a laugh, āGeez, itās nice to see you too, kiddo!ā She gave him another kiss on the forehead and went down the hall to her bedroom.
Upon entering, she saw Negan clutching her silk nightgown in his hands and up to his face. Her brows furrowed, wondering what he was doing. She stepped in and knocked on the door, startling him; he quickly dropped the gown and shot up. Valerie smiled, āWhat were you doing with my nightgown?ā
Negan stared at her, rendered speechless as usual, āI-Iā¦shit.ā
Valerie continued to smile, giggling and shaking her head, āWere you smelling my gown?ā
āMaybe,ā he smiled back. āDid I look like a fucking creep?ā
āOh, yes,ā she teased, continuing into the room. āWhy were you smelling it?ā
Negan sat then, watching Valerie begin to slip her sneakers off and then pull her sweater over her head. He didnāt know how to answer, he just kept his eyes on her, āI have no fuckinā clue, baby.ā
āDo I smell bad or something?ā She laughed, sitting beside him.
āNah, never,ā he leaned close to her, āyou smell sweetā¦like home. Somewhere really goddamn comforting.ā
Valerieās cheeks began to heat up as Negan closed in, his forehead just barely brushing against herās. Both were hesitant to do anything but longer close together. Neganās lips ached, as if it pained him to keep from kissing her; Valerie wasnāt sure if kissing Negan was alright. She missed him so badly, she missed his touch and their intimacy; despite the fact she had a clandestine relationship with her brotherās friend Daryl, she ached more, and she didnāt realize until then she ached for Negan.
āFuck it,ā Negan grunted, his breath soft against her lips.
He leaned in and kissed her fiercely, his hands coming up to cup her jaw. Valerie placed her hands on his own, holding on as he kissed her deeply. She let out a soft groan as his tongue slipped between her lips, his body moving in closer, trying to get as deep as possible. Negan was ready to take her then and there, his body trapping hers suddenly against the mattress. Valerie rolled her hips against his, physically begging for more; her hands moved away, trailing down to his torso, yanking at his shirt.
Negan was ready to do more but stopped when he remembered Jude was only a room away. He broke the kiss, earning a whine from Valerie; her eyes opened, meeting his, āWhatās wrong?ā
Negan panted, āJude.ā
Valerie exhaled, āShoot, I forgot.ā
He sat up, helping her up as well. He licked his lips, āI shouldnāt have done that,ā he added softly.
She frowned, her heart sinking, āWhy? Did youāwas it bad?ā
Negan chuckled, āFar fucking from it, baby,ā he kissed her lips again, his hand coming up to brush her hair back.
Valerie felt lost in bliss then, her heart rising again. When they parted, she tugged at her bottom lip; āI missed this.ā
āI missed you, Valley,ā he smiled, his fingers combed through her hair. āYouāre always gonna be my girl.ā
āI wouldnāt have it any other way,ā she murmured softly.
āAre you sure we did it around that time?ā Valerie asked, breaking Negan from his memory.
Negan nodded, he ran his hand down his chin and jaw, āFucking positive. It was a Friday. Itā¦you were attacked on a Monday.ā
Valerieās stomach wrenched, vomit shooting up her esophagus where she fought it, āI think Iām gonna be sick.ā
He stood and took Jude, settling him on the opposite side of the bed and then picked Valerie up bridal style. She frowned slightly, holding her stomach as Negan carried her to the bathroom. He helped her to the toilet, helping her kneel and holding her hair back as she began to vomit.
Negan rubbed her back, kneeling beside her, āIāll get you some water, alright?ā
Valerie heaved, nodding, pushing Negan away. He got up and rushed to the room, looking for a cup; he got one from her bedside table and rushed back to the bathroom. Filling it from the bathroom tap, he knelt at her side once more. She groaned loudly, rubbing her stomach as Negan offered her the small white plastic cup.
āThank you, Neeg,ā her hand shook as she took it, sipping it at first and then swallowed the rest quickly. āI donāt think I can do this.ā
Negan held his tongue, something he hated to do, and stood up, āC'mon, sweetness, letās get you back to bed.ā
Valerie swatted his hand lightly, barely brushing it with the tips of her fingers. Negan laughed softly, picking her up, āI can walk you know! And Iād like to brush my teeth.ā
Negan gave another laugh, setting her by the sink, āWhereās your shit at, love?ā
Valerie pointed to the purple makeup bag at the corner of the counter; Negan pulled it over and handed her the toothbrush and paste. She leaned over the sink and turned the faucet on and began to brush her teeth. Negan stood by, his hand placed firmly on her lower back, watching to make sure she didnāt fall.
Valerie grunted as she spit out the foaming paste, āI can do it by myself.ā
Negan shook his head, āYou and our son are so fucking stubborn.ā
He kept his hand on her back, rubbing circles clockwise. Valerie continued to brush, then after handed her toothbrush to Negan. He put everything away while she rinsed her mouth; she turned and started to step away when her knees gave out. Negan snatched her up, pulling her to his chest, āYou are so damn stubborn, honey.ā
āIām getting better,ā she muttered shortly, her hands gripped his shoulders, āmy physical therapy just tires me out.ā
āI know,ā Negan picked her up easily, cradling her in his arms. āYouāll be walking in no time, but right now,ā he carried her back into the room, āright now, Iāll carry you.ā
Valerie felt her heart leap, āYou donāt have to, you know.ā
Negan exhaled, setting her on the right side of her bed, āI want to. Donāt fuckinā argue with me, woman.ā
She couldnāt help but smile, her heart beginning to pound as she suddenly said: āI missed you.ā
āI missed you more, baby,ā he leaned over and kissed her forehead.
Valerie rolled onto the bed and picked up Jude, pulling him into her arms, cradling and laying with him. Negan went and sat at the left side of the bed, his hand resting in her foot, moving up and down her lower leg.
āWhere we really getting back together?ā Valerie asked suddenly.
Negan nodded, his hand continuing to rub her leg, warming her skin, āWe wereā¦ā
It only took Negan a second to remember that night once again.
Valerie was washing the dishes while Negan put Jude to bed; he had played with his son until Jude was nodding off while drawing. Negan had returned to the small kitchen, standing a few feet behind Valerie, leaning against the counter with his arms tucked into the pockets of his sweats. He couldnāt help but watch Valerie, his need for her was growing by the second.
āItās not polite to stare,ā Valerie sang, keeping her back to him.
He chuckled darkly, āWith an ass like that, I hav'ta fucking stare.ā
Valerie turned around, grabbing the kitchen towel to dry her hands, āArenāt you the romantic.ā
āFuck yeah, I am, baby doll,ā he leaned away from the counter, then motioned her over, āGet over here.ā
Valerie stepped towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck, āAre you staying tonight?ā
Negan hummed, moving his hands to her waist, pulling her closer, āNo shit.ā
āYou know, I canāt keep sharing my bed with you,ā she teased, āI have a rule about sleeping with an ex.ā
He cocked a brow, āOh reallyā¦ā he slipped his hands under the waist band of her pink pajama pants, groaning when felt only skin and grabbed her bare bottom. āYou are one bad girl!ā he chuckled. āYou gonna fuckinā tell me you donāt feel somethinā happeninā to change your goddamn rule?ā
Valerie bit at her bottom lip, āI donāt feel much.ā
Negan ground his hips into hers, his erection prominent against her lower belly, āDonāt lie, baby girl. You feel that.ā
āMm, I canāt lieā¦ā she slipped away from his embrace, her hands trailing down his arms as his hands were pulled away from the inside of her pajamas. āBut, I think you should work for it, Negan.ā
Negan palmed his crotch, āWork for it,ā he repeated her words, his cock aching, āyou tryna kill me, sweetheart?ā
Valerie started to walk away, āWork for it, Negan,ā she replied simply, continuing off.
āFuck,ā Negan breathed and followed after her.
Valerie stood at the edge of her bed as Negan entered the bedroom behind her, shutting the door and locking it. She turned back, smirking at him, āDo you plan on working for it?ā
Negan grabbed his cock through his sweats again, āYouāre definitely tryna kill me, woman.ā
āI only want you to make it up to me,ā She sat down at the end of the bed. āYou owe me. You owe me big, Negan.ā
He could see she wasnāt playing around then; he dropped his hand and stepped closer to her, kneeling at her feet. Valerie raised a brow as he knelt, his hands going to her knees, āIāll give you the goddamn world if you ask, baby.ā
Valerie smiled then; she cupped his jaw, her thumbs stroking his light beard, āI donāt want anything like that. All I want is you. Only you. And I want you to be loyal and faithful to me.ā
Neganās eyes glued to hers, his pupils growing, āWhatever you want Iāll do.ā
āDo you really want me, Negan? Just me?ā
He licked at his bottom lip before answering, āOf course.ā
āThen show me,ā she exhaled, feeling almost overwhelmed with sudden arousal. āShow me how much you want me.ā
Negan grabbed her wrists and planted kisses on her open palms, then leant up and kissed her lips, letting her arms wrap around his neck. His hands roamed up her oversized t-shirt, feeling soft, warm, bare skin. His rough hands traveled further, feeling her bare breast under his palms; he felt the peaks of her nipples growing hard under his fingertips as he rolled them between his fingers for a moment.
Valerie broke away from his possessive kiss, moaning loudly due to his touch. Negan moved his lips down her jaw to her neck, kissing and sucking her skin greedily. Her fingers rolled up the back of his neck and then his head, gripping his hair when he began to suck on a tender spot at her neck.
Negan rolled his hips into hers when he heard her moan against his ear: āOh, Negan, baby.ā
He kissed her neck down to her collar bone until he ran out of skin. He sat up, straddling her lower half and tugged at the hem of her shirt; Valerie let him go, raising her arms at her shirt pulled over her head. Once she was topless, he went back to kissing the skin that was hidden; his teeth grazing at the underside of her breast, groaning loudly at the feeling of her fingers gripping his hair again.
Valerie suddenly grabbed at his shirt, āTakeātake this off.ā
Once again, Negan sat up and pulled his shirt off, both bare chested. Valerie admired his body while he stared down at her, doing the same. She ran her hands up his sides then down his stomach, āI missed you,ā she said again, her breathing growing heavier.
Negan climbed from the bed, yanking his sweats off, struggling to get his feet out and back to the bed. Valerie propped up and giggled at his stumbles, āIām not going anywhere.ā
āIf I donāt get back to that body, my balls might fucking explode,ā he grunted.
Valerie smiled as he successfully pulled his sweats off and managed to get back to the bed. Her lips turned down slightly as he knelt at her feet again, āWait, whatāā
Negan put a finger to his lips, silencing her, āIām making it all up to you, sweetness.ā
She kept silent as Negan gripped the waist band of her pajamas and yanked them off swiftly, leaving her completely nude. Negan groaned at the sight, āGoddamn.ā
āWhat?ā She asked quietly.
āI am in for a big fuckinā treat,ā he leaned in and placed his hands on the inside of her thighs, opening her legs, āand so are you.ā
āI donāt want foreplay,ā she whined, ājust fuck me already.ā
āNo goddamn way,ā he kissed up her thighs, speaking between kisses towards her center, āyou areā¦fucking soaked. Looks likeā¦this sweetā¦little peach missed me just as muchā¦as you.ā
Valerie moaned, rolling her eyes, āOh, shut up.ā
Negan chuckled, his mouth just above her pelvis, āIām not the one whoās about to be eaten into fucking oblivion, you better keep that mouth shutā¦ā he kissed the spot under her belly button that tickled. āI could stuff it later.ā
Again, she rolled her eyes, āMm, youāre suppose to make it up to me. Sucking your dick isnāt any fun for anyone but you.ā
Negan shook his head, laughing softly, his breath tickling her skin, āBullshit. Now hold on, and keep your mouth shut, donāt wanna wake the boy.ā
Valerie rolled her eyes again, playfully, and watched Negan bow his head. She bit at her lip as he kissed his way to her soaking wet pussy; her hand grabbed the back of his head as soon she felt his hot tongue slipped between her lower lips. Her eyes fluttered shut as Negan licked her slit greedily, like a man dying of thirst. She held her breath, keeping her moans in, remembering their son was just across the hall. Her skin felt on fire as Negan buried his face deeper between her legs, his lips sucking her clit and his hands gripping her shaking thighs, keeping them spread for better access.
She groaned finally, feeling her lower half build up tightly. Her fingers tightened in his hair, trying to pull him closer as he sucked harder. She couldnāt stop herself from letting out a loud string of curses until Negan rose his hands to her mouth, sticking two fingers inside. Moaning against them, she sucked on the digits until Negan pulled them away and grabbed her breast, rolling her hard nipples between his fingers.
āNegan, Negan,ā she panted his name like a prayer, āNegan, Iām gonnaāā
Negan sucked harder, grazing his teeth against her clit as her orgasm flooded her body. His face was covered in her arousal; he smiled, witnessing her body shake slightly and her chest rise up and down quickly. He kissed at her pelvis and her hips as she began to come down, her fingers coursing through his hair gently, as if she were petting him.
āFuck me,ā she muttered, her head back against the mattress.
āI plan on it,ā Negan stood, pulling off his briefs and then climbed on the mattress, settling on his knees between her spread legs. āYou still taste as sweet as I remember. I want this,ā he pressed his left palm down against her pulsating sex, āfor the rest of my life. This is mine.ā
Valerie humored him, āOh really? Does that dick belong to me?ā Her breathing was still heavy.
āOnly you, baby doll,ā Negan gripped her calves and pulled her closer to him, āyou belong to me, and I belong to you. Whatās mine is yours and whatās yours is mine.ā
āGood,ā was all Valerie could manage to say; her body was aching for more, āNow fuck me already.ā
āAs you wish,ā he smirked, lining up.
Valerie held her breath as she felt Negan enter her dripping pussy, her hands gripped the sheets. Negan held her leg up to his side, angling himself deeper; he could hear her cry against her clenched lips. Negan himself could barely keep quiet, he felt in total bliss, wanting to prolong the act.
āGod, fuck,ā he cursed, āyouāre pussy is like fucking heaven.ā
She moaned loudly, her head lolling back and her hips bucking as Negan stroked deeply and slowly. He leaned over, his hand trailing up her thigh and gripped her hip, and brought his lips to hers, letting his passion grow in their shared kiss.
Valerie cupped his jaw, pulling him closer, tasting herself against his tongue. Negan moaned loudly, breaking their kiss, feeling her walls tighten around his cock. Fuck, fuck, fuck!ā He cried out against her neck, rocking his hips harder, and gripping hers tight.
Valerie held onto Neganās shoulders as he fucked her harder; the bed rocked, the headboard knocking against the wall in rhythm with them. For a moment, everything disappeared, and all that mattered was her and Negan. Each feeling their climax coming all too soon; Negan grabbed her hips tighter, nails digging into her skin as he felt his bliss coming.
āCum with me,ā he breathed against Valerieās ear, ājust like you used to.ā
Valerie moaned, her hand going down her belly to her clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in slow circles. Her orgasm was about to hit, she cried out, āIām cuming, Negan, oh god!ā
āThatās my girl,ā Negan bit down hard on his lip, his climax hitting him like a train. He came deep inside Valerie, still gripping her hips and rolling his own slower and slower. She sighed and tried to catch her breath; her arms felt limp, she let them fall to her sides as Negan slowed and stayed inside of her once he was spent.
He lay on top of her, their skin sticky and hot; they stuck together, trying to control their breathing. Negan finally pulled out and rolled over to the side and pulled the comforter up and nudged Valerie, āUnder the blanket, love.ā
Valerie, as exhausted and tired as she was, did as he said. She climbed under her comforter and snuggled against her pillows. Negan stepped across the room and unlocked the door, then went to the window and opened it.
āThe neighbor next door likes to stare at me,ā she began with a yawn, āyouāre giving him an eyeful of spent cock.ā
Negan laughed, turning back, āHe can look at my perfect ass too.ā
He pulled his briefs on and climbed into bed with her, pulling her into his arms. Valerie snuggled into his embrace, sleep pulling at her. Negan shut his eyes, kissing the back of Valerieās head lazily, āI love the fuck outta you, Val.ā
She let out a soft, tired laugh, āYeah, I know.ā
āItās true, doll,ā he buried his nose into her hair, he felt as if he were floating on air. āI love you more than I love my-damn-self, and still that will never enough.ā
Valerie rolled over slightly to look at Negan, āI love you too, Negan.ā
He kissed her shoulder then as she face back away from him; āMarry me? Again?ā
āYou asked me to marry you?ā Valerie whispered, his memory came to an end once he told her they made love and he asked her to marry him.
āI did. You said yes,ā Negan continued to rub her leg, over her sweatpants. āI gave you the ring back. One of those assholes took it.ā
Valerie seemed to pout; she was genuinely upset, āYour motherās ring. Iām so sorry Negan,ā she reached out, touching his arm. āI wish I couldā¦ā her hand dropped away. āI donātā¦I canāt remember anything. Iām sorry.ā
Negan scooted closer, āDonāt fuckinā worry about it, Val. Itās just a damn ring, iāll get you another one.ā
All she could do was stare at him; Negan looked saddened, but she knew it wasnāt because of the ring, his own motherās ring. Valerie wanted to make it better, but she couldnāt; the last she remembered she was barely talking to Negan and here they were, ready to marry again when she lost the last year and a half of her life.
āIāll get you anything you ask for,ā Negan promised, his hand came to grip the tip of her chin. āIām gonna take care of you and our babies.ā
Her stomach dropped at his words, āBut Neganāā
He cut her off, his forefinger and thumb still held her chins gently, āI promise you. You donāt have a fuckinā thing to worry about.ā
Valerie swallowed, with her free hand she took ahold of Neganās hand from her chin, āWhat if I donāt keep it?ā
Negan gave an exhale, āIāll fuckinā stay by your side, baby. Whatever you do Iāll help. I love you.ā
Valerieās eyes filled with tears, āThank you, Neeg.ā
He leaned in and kissed her lips gently, āYouāre welcome, darlinā.ā
First time writing smutā¦not sure it went well, but there it is!
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