My piece for the wonderful Ash’s Negan writing challenge, andddd it’s Negan smut week! Wooooooo! :D Love you filthy tumblr bad gurls.
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Tracing your fingers slowly down the length of Ian’s bicep and laughing girlishly into him, you knew all too well the dangerous game you were playing. That didn’t stop you though, not from pressing yourself into the handsome man a little too closely and not from batting your lengthy lashes in his direction. Nor did his nervous stance before you or the glistening bead of sweat that trickled down his anxious brow prove enough to deter you from his side, where you’d been relentlessly clinging to for at least fifteen minutes now. What should have warded you off from the endless flirting and laughter you’d surrounded the poor man with, was Negan’s dark, glaring eyes burning into you.
Your eyes darted cautiously across the room to where he’d been mingling with Simon and the likes of a few other Saviours, only this time you’d succeeded in capturing his attention as his eyes locked on to you and the man by your side, grimacing at the sight of you both. You’d been trying to make him jealous all night, a little idea you’d concocted earlier that morning, and it seemed that you had finally been successful, as the expression on his face became more and more enraged by the second. With his eyes still furiously fixated upon you, Negan threw back the dark, poignant liquid he had been consuming and slammed the glass he held in his hand down upon a surface so hard, it was a wonder how it hadn’t shattered into a thousand pieces from such brute force. A moment later, Negan had dismissed himself from the congregation of men around him and found himself pacing with determination across the room, making a beeline for the nearest stairwell that led to his private quarters on the top floor. The smile had all but disappeared from your face as he neared where you stood, still scowling as he leaned in to your ear and growled lowly as he passed.
His tall, brooding frame disappeared down the dark hallway to your left, leaving you a little breathless and uneasy as you shifted on the spot. You were lingering, fearful of what response awaited you the moment you followed him up those stairs and walked willingly into his lair, for perhaps this time you’d pushed him too far and truly would receive the full brunt of Negan’s wrath. But did you dare not obey one of his commands, especially one said in such an authoritive and frightening manner? Your answer was evident, as your feet shuffled into action, taking slow steps down that same hallway and up those same stairs, until you walked the last corridor and came face to face with the two large mahogany doors that lead to his room. Once again, you found yourself hesitating as one hand rested on the door knob and the other just an inch away from the wood surface, ready to knock. As much as you stood there and wracked your brain or scrambled for sense, there was nothing that could prepare you for the onslaught of abuse and viciousness. Instead, you pounded your fist against the door and gulped down the nerves that had surfaced in your throat.
“In,” a familiar voice commanded from inside, to which you obeyed in an instant, turning the handle in your sweating palms before you gingerly made your way inside. There you found Negan, perched upon his desk in the far corner of the room, with his eyes lying low and his fingertips tightly gripping the edge of the surface beneath him.
“Is… something wrong?” you asked sheepishly. Despite being anything but, you thought it best to play dumb if you ever hoped to get out of this encounter alive.
You waited, and you waited, but no answer came. He only drew those sinfully dark eyes upwards and glared at you from across the room while he gritted his teeth angrily, almost as if to contemplate his next move, or better yet, your punishment. For one naïve moment, you thought of repeating your question, but realised that this uncomfortable silence was no doubt intentional on his part. Then, suddenly, you were caught off guard as without a single word, Negan leapt up from his desk and paced quickly across the room to where you stood, knocking you back against the hard surface of the door as you were surely struck with fear. Closer and closer he crept until there was barely an inch between your trembling lips, while his firm and impressive frame pressed against yours and you swore, beneath layers and layers of thick fabric, you felt the slightest twitch of him hardening against your thigh. His long, strong arms stretched out and placed themselves firmly either side of your head, casing you in as Negan looked down upon your face with a wickedly primal look in his eyes. You must’ve seen that look a thousand times, along with his usual mischievous grin that promised a night of nothing but carnal antics. Only this time those eyes bore down into you without the alluring grin that so often drove you wild, and instead were matched with a stern and humourless expression that left you exhilaratingly fearful and unable to anticipate his next move.
Negan swept one of his strong hands down from its place beside you and trailed it down your face, grazing your flushed cheeks slightly before running his steady thumb over your rosy lips, parting them and tugging gently. But his lips, they remained tightly pursed shut, and his eyes more primal and dark than you had ever seen them. You dared not stare too long, but found yourself gazing with longing desire upon his chiselled face, admiring his strong jaw line and grey flecked stubble that lay so close to your own face. How you wanted to place your lips upon his and break his tough exterior, but oh, how you dared not to. Instead, you watched his every move with intent, following the hand that slowly fell from your lips and landed at your neck which he looked hungrily upon, before wrapping each one of those fingers around it firmly. Tighter and tighter he grasped your neck, barely allowing you the courtesy to breath, when suddenly he thrust your face upwards into his and broke the silence.
“That little stunt you pulled downstairs, does not fucking fly with me. You. Are. Mine. You understand that, little girl?” His low grumble sent a shiver down your spine and settled in the growing heat between your thighs, as you found yourself both excited and terrified by his territorial outburst. He glared into your wide eyes, unrelenting with his hold on your flesh as he waited for some form of response until you naively gave him a gentle nod. But the second you begun to shake your head in an upward fashion, his eyebrows raised in your direction and he displayed an expectant look upon his face, all the while he gripped even tighter as you gasped for breath.
“Yes,” you were able to choke out.
“Yes, what?” Negan abruptly commanded.
As soon as those two words escaped your lips, his grasp on you slackened to a more comfortable restraint upon you, slack enough to no longer restrict your airflow, but still enough to pin you in your place beneath him. His hot lips came crashing down against your own, slow and steady for only a moment as they grew with lustful desire and practically devoured you. With his rough and enticing lips working yours, dominating you as he fought to taste you on his tongue, he released his hand from your neck and allowed it to fall upon your hip, while his other hand slipped down from the door and rested upon your chest. There, he yanked down the tank top that clung to your body and exposed your aching breasts, as his hand began avidly caressing and groping them, twirling your hardened nipple playfully between his fingertips.
“Kneel,” he ordered breathlessly, finally able to tear himself away from your lips. You complied almost instantly, softly uttering the words from your mouth that you knew would excite the animalistic nature deep within him.
You fell to your knees before him, feeling the uncomfortable wooden floor beneath you as you feasted your doe-like eyes upon Negan’s large hands, wrestling the leather studded belt from his body before you. He tossed the garment aside and hastily unbuttoned the denim around his waist, allowing it to slink to his knees and reveal his throbbing, hardened member held back by the thinnest of fabrics. Your fingertips began fidgeting at the sight as they longed to take him into your hands, and even your tongue tingled and squirmed behind your teeth as it longed for the taste of him filling your mouth. Without further instruction, you ran your hands sensuously up his inner thighs with your fingertips trickling over his sack and up the hard length of him, gripping your fingers under the tight band of his underwear and pulling it down for him to spring free in your face.
With one eager, fell swoop both of your hands found themselves drawn to him, grasping his shaft tightly at the base and jerking him up and down in a repetitive motion, before you brought his head to your lips and licked the drop of precum from the tip. Tenderly you circled your tongue around his head, as you stole a few glances upwards to see Negan arching his head back with pleasure, steadying himself upon the door behind you. You spread your tongue out flat against the underside of his shaft and slowly worked your way down to the base, then even slower as you teased your way back and finally, engulfed his massive size within your mouth. Negan let out an immediate groan as he felt each desirable inch fill you’re your mouth, sending new waves of pleasure through his body as you tightened your hungry lips around him and took him deeper into your threat. You continued the motion, forward and back bobbing your head in rhythm as you enjoyed the taste of his skin on your tongue, concentrating on his thick cock that stretched your yearning mouth wide.
Back and forth you rocked your head, drawing him slowly in and out of your warm mouth and tightly pursed lips, enjoying every groan and hum of pleasure that escaped Negan’s lips as you continued to tease and torture with your tongue. Struggling to grip the wooden surface beneath him, he snaked one hand down to where you kneeled before him and revelled in the sight of you prised around his cock as he tangled his fingers in your long, waved hair and gripped tightly, seizing control as he guided you forward. You quickened your rhythm with his help, urging him into your mouth faster and faster, fulfilled by the feeling of Negan’s shaft on your lips and his tip hitting the back of your throat fast as he groaned and his body began to tense and twitch under your hold. His fingertips gripped tighter and pulled almost too hard at the strands on your head as his member twitched and pulsated beneath you, as with a few sharp movements and one final thrust forward he released himself, sighing with relief as he spilled himself into the back of your throat. The warm, slightly salty liquid filled your mouth and slid down your tongue as you swallowed - a delight Negan always took pleasure in seeing, while he made attempts to regain a somewhat presentable appearance.
As soon as the denim had been buttoned up around his waist and the belt securely tightening the fabric to him, he outstretched one almost loving hand and raised you to your feet. Your knees were a little weak now from the pressure from the wood floor, and so you smiled appreciatively at the welcome gesture. Face to face the two of you stood for a moment, as his hazy eyes and crooked smile fixated upon you and you felt your cheeks flush a shade of rose once more. Then you remembered of course…
“Thank you, daddy,” you said, innocence laced in your tone as you batted your lashes up to him. Negan’s grin of course grew wider, and had he not have just had the very life drained from him at the mercy of your lips, he would be hardening under those jeans again as the words left your lips.
Instead, he leaned in close, eyes gleaming and his usual mischievous grin consuming his face, as he placed a delicate kiss upon your forehead and spoke.
“You are most, fucking, welcome, doll.”
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