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“put me in my place” Paul offered with his typical cocky smirk.
potential angst starters // NOT accepting.
“ Cocky little shits like you deal with Lucille. “ Negan scoffed, his long legs bringing him into Paul’s personal space within seconds, his scruff face inches away from the other man’s. “ She’s thirsty and I won’t be the one to keep her from fuckin’ feedin’, you understand? “
{Would anyone be interested in a Poly relationship verse with @jesus-fromhilltop and myself? Tried to edit the tags in my last post and it deleted it. wtf?
Paul was proud of what he and Rick had done. He just couldn't wait to see what the Savior leader would do once he knew that his boyfriend had went and fucked the pretty boy they were meant to be sharing without his permission and utterly behind his back. Even on the man's own bed. Though it was more so Rick giving into all of Paul's temptation, so naturally the little badass was looking to test his Daddy's nerves.
Negan had agreed to share.This was not sharing. At the end of the day, Negan wasn’t even about sharing things that were his. But how could he say no to two pretty faces at once? Negan made excuses for himself, he never even shared his wives. It was a tough pill to swallow when the three of them agreed to this kind of arrangement in the beginning. And Jesus, he liked to push buttons. He was the most difficult part of the three way. Rick was easy to convince, and talk too. Rick was easy to manipulate into what was wanted most of the time. He’d threatened his way into Rick’s obedience. Jesus was a whole different story. Nothing seemed to phase him, as willing as he was. Hell, Jesus had instigated the entire thing. Nothing Negan said stuck fear in the other man. It was unsatisfying, empty. It was extremely testing.So when Negan caught wind of what had happened, Jesus was the first to be confronted, not willing to listen to some sob story from Rick’s mouth. “We agreed.” Negan insisted, fingers itching for Lucille. “Where’s the respect you little fuck? In my bed? In my own god damn bed, and I didn’t even get an invitation?”
Continued from here @jesus-fromhilltop He moves forward, unable to suppress the urge to role his eyes. ❝Paul, baby,❞ he puts a finger under Paul’s chin, making the precious omega look at him once again. ❝admit your nesting,❞ he purrs, brushing his lips over the other man’s ❝and not only can you keep them, but, if you’re agreeable to it, I’ll spend your heat with you.❞
Negan doesn’t spend heats with people. It’s not exactly fair of him, but it’s a rule and one he has until now, never even offered to break. Sharing an omegas heat is a big thing, a huge thing and for Negan, it’s an admission. In his own, fucked up way, he’s trying to let Paul know that he’s not just another pretty omega in his collection
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“Really? That’s your idea. Run? You really think we’ll even make it that far.” Rick asks scoffing a bit, but he’s not sure what else to do. The group that had caged them in with out knowing was too large for the two of them to fight off alone. There was no way they would make it out alive if they tried at this rate. Rick was a bit worried. “We can try to slip away outback, head back towards the car-- if they haven’t raided that. “
{ @jesus-fromhilltop continued from here }
“Nay, your presence is always welcome in my Realm. A sight for sore eyes you are and a friendly face at that. Please sit a spell and have a laugh as I could use the distraction from my thoughts. For far too many hours hath been spent pondering a maze of thoughts; interaction is good for the soul.”
A grin is offered as Ezekiel shifts himself in the oversized throne, perching his foot against the seat in order to lounge back into the corner of the large space. Shiva paces around his throne till she finds a spot to sit still, ears twitching as she hardly pays no mind to Jesus’ presence; at least he was of a handful that Shiva didn’t seem to mind. He revels in the silence a moment longer just to pop a few more pomegranate seeds into his mouth, the bittersweet juices spilling into his mouth and making him realize that he was in fact in need of the afternoon snack.
“Wilst thou be staying inside the walls of the Kingdom for long or must you take leave to Hilltop anon?”
The comings and goings of Jesus were somewhat of a mystery to The King, he came and he went as he saw fit or when Hilltop was in need of trade. Sometimes the visits were lengthier than others, “If you are in need of lodging I can see to it that you are set with a warm meal and bed.”
". . . You pull the look off really well too. . . "
“You think so?” Eli laughed as he adjusted the jean jacket collarbefore grinning at Paul. “I don’t know. I think it’s a little short inthe arms.” He reached out and stretched, showing the ridiculousamount of space between the cuffs and his wrists. “Here, It’llprobably be a better fit on you.”
