Me and @leagueofdccm watching The Boys 🙃

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Me and @leagueofdccm watching The Boys 🙃
In response to that last ask: Michelle on the side watching while turning shades of red she didn't know existed tho.
❝ You are more than welcome to join in, sweetheart. In fact? I encourage the SHIT out of that idea! ❞
@sav1ored / CONT.
𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻, back pressed up against the wall, green eyes focused on him as her hands pressed against his chest as if she's going to push him away, except she doesn't. maggie can't stop the way her breath shakes at the feel of him so close, his words just 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 how much she wanted him and she couldn't even deny it if she wanted to. she's trying to keep her breathing under control and she knows she should push him away, throw him out of this room and be done with it all, never let it happen again. but as much as she knew what she should do, she didn't want to do it and she felt like she couldn't help but give into something that she 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 more than she was even willing to admit to herself. maggie felt like she was screaming at herself, to not let herself get completely caught up on it all, that it had to be some kind of vampire trick and that was why she was feeling like this. except it wasn't a trick. it was just pure desire in a way that she hadn't felt in years.
𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀, this want or need to be close with someone like this, except somehow it was worst that it was a vampire that made her feel all of this. she found herself thinking about him in a way that was borderline sinful, she almost got excited at the 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮 of getting a chance to fight with him and anytime they came face to face was a thrill in itself. the fact it seemed like she couldn't go anywhere without him finding her and whilst she could be taking certain steps to protect herself from him, she kept staying in places like this motel knowing he can enter and get close to her. even now as she stood in front of him, her only 𝗱𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 was the blessed silver cross she wore around her neck, all of her weapons were not within her reach and it was a dangerous game she was playing, all the risk was on her and yet it just added to the 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗹 of it all.
𝘁𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗺 𝗹𝗶𝗽 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗿, green eyes watching him so carefully and she just had to try to keep herself in control somewhat. she already felt like she was giving him too much power, betrayed by her own heartbeat and the way she felt her skin react to the chill of his as his finger traced over her face and down her shoulder. maggie almost felt herself look away from the intense look in his eyes, his words making her heart race and her tongue flicked over her lips as she tried to not think about the idea of him touching her more. except she already had 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 about, more than she would ever admit to him, he was talking about wanting what he can't have and she knew that the feeling was shared, she wanted him in a way that 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 her more than anything. but at the same time, it was craving that she was aching for it to be satisifed and she would give him 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 right now if he asked for it.
𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗶𝗹𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿, her breath catching in her throat as she looks at him, her hands just gripping at the shirt he was wearing. maggie couldn't stop the groan as he kissed her, it was hungry and hot, she didn't even resist as she kissed him back, pressing herself against him. she moans into the kiss, knowing that she will give into him, any time he called her huntress it just drove her wild and she just knew that right now, she didn't have the strength to push him away. maggie moans as he bites her lip, a part of her not even worrying that he could draw blood, green eyes opening to look at him. her breathing was heavy as she feels herself lean into him, 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 desperate for another kiss, especially if he was going to keep kissing her like that.
𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝘂𝘀𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆, to not cross that line with him in a way that she knew would potentially be dangerous. if she let this happen, she knew that they couldn't just act like this never happened. something told her that if they crossed this line, it would just keep happening and it was something a part of her knew that she shouldn't let it happen, maggie really wanted it to happen. her eyes dart from his eyes to his mouth, tongue flicking over her lips before she bites down softly on her bottom lip again, " yes, " her voice was breathy and she could barely hear herself, but she knew that he had caught it. a part of her knew that she should say no, but she also couldn't keep resisting this anymore, she wanted this more than she really admitted to herself. her hands relax their grip on her shirt and all she wanted was to get his clothes off, " i want you, " maggie admits, her voice barely a whisper but before he can say anything else, she leaned up into him, arms wrapping around his neck as she kisses him, pouring all her own hunger and desire into every kiss.
It had been a long day and Logan knew that the next day would most likely be the same for himself and @sav1ored. For now, the young Savior sat on the roof of Sanctuary, long legs dangling off the side and his body braced against the railing as he watched the sun set, dyeing the clouds vibrant purples, oranges, and pinks.
It was one of his favorite places to be, when people and things got to be too much and he needed space and time to think. He'd been doing a lot of that lately. Especially so soon after the Satellite Outpost; he had friends at the Outpost and now they were just gone.
Logan sighed, fumbled with his walkman and turned it on, letting it play.
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Michelle felt her cheeks burn hot at his unabashed reply. Never in her life had she ever met anyone who was quite so..... FORTHRIGHT with his words. Was that even the right word to use in this case? She wasn't sure.
The words she had ready to speak were on the tip of her tongue, but just as quickly vanished when his knuckles met the skin of her cheek. What the hell was she doing? Just standing there allowing it? This was Negan. What would the people of Alexandria say if they saw it?
Maybe that's what this was-- just a way to turn her against them?
❝ I'm.. so damn close to figurin' out what it is you're up to, Negan. ❞
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Michelle's throat tightened and she felt the familiar feeling of tears threatening at her eyes. They weren't the sort of tears that came when one was sad or upset or angry. It was impossible to describe why they came at all. She was overwhelmed with everything she felt in that moment for him.
The way he carelessly let Lucille slip from his grasp and drop to the floor as he came forward-- it was like his mask had come completely off when that happened. Michelle never really thought on it until that moment, but she had never seen him treat the weapon with such APATHY and disregard.
His question echoed in her mind over and over. Would acting like a monster really change how she felt about him? IT WOULDN'T. So it was a pointless thing for her to say. It was denial consuming her, and that much was obvious. She knew everything Negan was re- sponsible for and still, there she was, feeling these things for him that she SHOULDN'T.
But she had seen the REAL Negan so many times now, even on the first day they met-- he was there. He'd saved her life in more ways than he probably even realized, and she knew he wasn't what he loved so much to present to the world. It was all just a way of protecting himself-- it HAD to be.
❝ No, it-- it wouldn't change anythin'. ❞ she finally answered him, her eyes found Lucille for a moment and then met his gaze.
❝ 'Cause I know ya just-- aren't. You may have fooled everyone else, Negan, but I've SEEN YOU. And I know a monster isn't who ya are.. ❞
❝ i only want you. ❞
Clearing out memes
Michelle sat with him on the other side of his prison cell just as she always did. Every single day for three years now, she visited Negan. It was part of her daily routine, and there was no plans that it would ever change. Not if she had any say in it.
There was so much the two of them had shared with one another over the years, and still, they always had something to talk about.
Neither of them knew how long he would be in there. It was a subject they mostly managed to avoid, probably because neither of them wanted to think that he could be in there for life. She hated thinking about it.
So.. she didn't, or-- she TRIED not to think about it. She decided she would just wait. However long it took, and however heartbreaking it was.
Negan's words pulled her from her thoughts suddenly, and a smile found her. Her hand moved between two steel bars to press gently against his cheek.
❝ Ya've already got me. ❞
No but me and @sav1ored got a list of things we're doing when we hang out next time:
Movies ( but it's gotta be scary ) Ice cream New awesome taco place near us Muffin tacos Ribs