Category: negan preference

thewalkingdead-imagines:

Christmas Special

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• Him looking the first time forward to Christmas again since the apocalypse started, simply because he knows he’s going to spend this time with you

• Him using every single opportunity to get you under a mistletoe to tease you about how disrespectful it would be if you would ignore that tradition so he can steal a longing kiss from you

• For Christmas eve, him planning far ahead everything in detail, so he can spend this night only with you while being sure that no one’s gonna disturb you once you’re alone

• Him sending his men out to get a Christmas tree, decoration and literally anything else that is somehow Christmas related

• For your gift, him searching through the whole Sanctuary before going on a run himself to search for something special and something he truly knows about that you’re gonna love it

• You being able to persuade him to take less from other communities at least at Christmas time

• Him joking how good Lucille would look with Christmas lights wrapped around her before you actually get him a string of lights as a joke only to have a widely smiling and truly amused Negan walking with an in Christmas light wrapped Lucille around in your room

• During the whole holiday season, him teasing you with Christmas related remarks, while asking you if you’ve been naughty or nice or if you wanna taste his candy cane are just a few examples

• Before giving you your gift, him first messing around, telling you he’s got his dick wrapped up with a ribbon for you as a present before giving you his actual gift while whispering in your ear that you can still, of course, have his dick as an extra present

• Him being entirely happy as he sees how your eyes light up once you have unpacked your gift and eventually hug him tightly, only for him to pull you even closer as a wide smile is planted all over his face

• Him acting around as nervous as a child when it comes to his gift, all while trying to guess what it is until he can finally unpack it

• Spending the whole rest of the night cuddled up, wrapped in a thick, warm blanket, drinking hot chocolate or his favorite scotch while just enjoying that you are able to spend this time, especially in the world you’re living in, with the person you love

• As you both already begin to drift off into a deep sleep him pulling you even closer and whispering with a smirk in your ear that he’s so gonna give his extra gift to you on Christmas morning


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• The first thing that does comes to Negan’s mind when it comes to helping you relax so you can finally fall asleep and get some rest is to help you with the special kind of magic his tongue and fingers can do in the wink of an eye to your body

• Him loving to hear your gasps and soft moans as soon as he slips in between your legs and pampers you as much as he can, no matter if its pressing soft but intoxicating kisses to sensitive skin of your inner things, sucking delicately on your sweet spots and your growing heat, letting you shake in pleasure with every flick of his tongue or letting you cum on his fingers as your whole body shakes in pleasure

•  Even though he loves pulling you right after that into his arms and feel how you melt against him and dive off into a dovish slumber, him also absolutely not minding if you take it further after that, and he can pound highs into you until you’re both breathless and that exhausted that you’re falling into a deep sleep in each others arms, 

• Often, when the main reason of your sleepless night is something that is haunting you and keeps trying to drown you in painful memories, him being also able to just pull you deeply into his embrace to comfort you and cradle you against his chest, either trying to cheer you up with his very own humor or just holding you tight while mumbling some soothing words into your hair until he feels you relax in his arms

• Him sometimes taking you out on the roof of the Sanctuary or on some of the rather abandoned platforms at the building’s side, just for you to catch some fresh air and maybe get rid of the thoughts that keep bothering you and keep you from sleeping

• It’s rather symbolic and to others it might doesn’t sound much, but knowing about Negan’s relationship to his beloved bat it’s more than just a big sign of deep affection when Negan moves Lucille at some times and especially when you’re having a particularly hard time, from his side of the bed to yours, not saying much but simply showing you with the glance in his eyes and the kiss he presses on your lips that he believes she might be able to give you the comfort she has often given to him before

• Him giving you back massages to loose you up, just to love to feel the way you melt beneath his large hands and to hear your little hums when his fingers run over your body until you’re so comfortable that you’re almost falling asleep

• Sometimes, him also just holding you and loosing you a little up with pampering your neck with kisses, running his large hands over your body, tracing his fingers over your skin and basically letting you use him as much as a pillow as you want to

• Knowing how much you love the sound of his deep voice, him using it in every kind of way to loose you up and help you get more comfortable and relaxed, with the range going from just talking some more about your day or murmuring some loving and soothing words into your ear, right up to making you cum only with his voice

• As soon as he feels you falling asleep in his arms, him actually being pretty proud of himself and loving the fact that he can make you feel not only relaxed but also that safe and protected that you can finally let your guards down and fall asleep, only for him feel more proud and happy as he feels you cuddling closer up to him in your sleep and hears your content hums vibrating against his skin


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prompt 57: “You’ve always got me”

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Slowly, Negan’s fingers ran through your hair, his fingertips massaging your scalp soothingly while he held you tightly in his arms.
Your breath was by now calm again and softly hit the skin of his neck as you nuzzled your face deeper into the nook of his shoulder.
You could still feel the tears on your skin that were dry by now and left an ugly tension behind, just like you could feel the slight dampness of Negan’s white shirt beneath your face.
Negan’s soft and quiet hums rumbled through his throat and let his neck gently vibrate against you the same way his chest did beneath your hand.
The deepness of his voice was calming, just like the slight vibrating as he cradled you against his body to hold you a little closer.

Slowly, his head that still rested against yours turned a bit until his lips could press a small kiss on your temple, his beard stubble tickling you slightly as his hand moved gradually out of your hair, stroke first over your jaw and found its way then to the back of your neck just to let his fingers circle over your skin.
He was completely enclosing you, his scent, his arms, his warmth, his legs that were placed around you as you were huddled up in his lap and cuddled yourself as much into his embrace and warmth as you could.

“Feelin’ a bit fucking better, Baby?”, you heard him quietly ask, his hot breath hitting your face as he pulled you a little closer.
“Yes…thank you…for being there”, you mumbled quietly, your voice sill slightly strained from the torture of crying you had put it through before you could feel his lips curling slightly up against your skin.
“Always gonna be”, he mumbled, as the caressing movements of his fingers still continued,”You’ve always got me, you know that right?”
“Yeah…”, you mumbled back, your hand running up his chest to his shoulders until you could wrap your arm around his neck to hug him as tightly back as he was holding you.
You could hear his quiet exhaling as the smile grew bigger on his lips as he pulled you even closer and pressed his lips anew on your skin while his hand ran back into your hair.
Finally feeling how the last bit of tension and miserableness left your body, you could let go again, just let yourself fall and just feel the lightheartedness you were longing so much for.
And as you then heard those three little words leaving his lips and felt his arms wrapping protectingly around you as if they were ready to shield you from any arm no matter of its size, you realized once again that you had found your safe haven in him.

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• As he’s pulling you deeply into his embrace, him loving the way he can enclose you with his tall and broad figure and strong arms, especially when he eventually hears you letting a small, content hum out and feels how protected and safe he can make you feel

• Him just loving to use his ability to touch you all over as he’s letting his hand run over you and letting it slip beneath your shirt or nightdress to feel you up, truly enjoying to hear your hums and small gasps in response to his touch 

• Him enjoying to let you feel how hard he is for you, as he’s getting a firm grasp on your hips to push them closer against his or simply grinds against you, regardless of if he’s using it to wake you up and sweeten your morning or simply feels his growing yearning for you as he’s holding you

• As you’re taking the next step, him having no problem with simply pulling your pants down or nightdress up after getting rid of his own boxers to thrust himself deeply into you, all while holding you tightly and using his hands to touch you all over, to cup your breasts or to pamper your sweetest spots with his long fingers

• Next to all the dirty advantages this position gives him, him also just loving the little things it lets him do. Just as nuzzling his nose into your skin, softly scratching his stubbly cheek and chin over your skin to tease and tickle you bit and being able to let his large hand cup yours or feel your fingers lacing with his 

• Him loving to wake you up by placing some sloppy and drowsy morning kisses on your skin as he’s still not completely awake himself, all while kissing from your collarbones, over your neck up until the sensitive spot behind your ears as he’s holding you closer while you slowly begin to wake up

• When he’s coming back in the middle of the night, all exhausted and just glad to finally be able to lie down, him loving to slip into bed next to you and pull you carefully into his embrace until he can feel your back closely resting against his chest as he’s nuzzling his face into your neck before being finally able to relax

• As he’s sometimes accidentally waking you up in these nights with his movements, him just having to smile as soon as he hears the sound of your sleepy voice asking for him and your hand reaching a bit up to drowsily and sloppily run your fingers through his hair as he’s burying his face into the nook of your shoulder

• Him having his fun with teasing you and letting his fingers slide over your ticklish spots, only to hold you even tighter as you laughing squirm beneath his touch and try to wriggle yourself free, all until you’re breathless from laughing and mumble chuckling how you’re gonna get your revenge by purposely letting his arm go to sleep, untying your hair or simply letting him taste his own medicine as you exactly know where all his sensitive spots are

• After you’ve had sex, you’ve huddled up to him and your breaths have become slow again, him holding you tightly to feel your bare body against his, kissing your lips and your neck while letting his fingers trace up and down your sides and arm

• In the mornings, him often using his positing to keep you right with him as he refuses to let you leave bed all while hooking his legs around you and wrapping his arms even closer around your body while telling you what awesome things you could do if you’d just stay with him and let him change your shifts

• Knowing how much you love his deep voice, him loving to use his position to whisper into your ear or against your skin no matter if it’s the dirtiest things he wants to do to you, one of his colorful remarks that are meant to make you laugh, telling you to sleep tight or his ‘good mornings’, teasing you or even whispering sweet nothings as he’s cradling you gently against him


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Request:
Hi!! I was wondering if I could get a Negan imagine where he walks in on Reader trying to kill herself (…). I know it’s a touchy subject but my depression has been really bad lately and I just really need some Negan fluff, but I totally understand if you can’t do it.. Thanks a lot love❤

Warnings: nearly attempted suicide
(I really do hope that I did justice to the request but if this subject triggers you or makes you feel uncomfortable, please don’t read this. In case you’re dealing with any of those problems, please talk to someone you trust and/or seek professional help. You’re great and you’re worth it!)

Your clothes clung soaked in rain water to your skin, some loose hair strands hanging in rattails into your face while your eyes darted outside the window that   got hit by thousands of raindrops over and over again.
The small hope that the cold rain would somehow wash the thousands of painful feelings and thoughts out of you and get your head clear had vanished out of your body as soon as you had stepped into your room again, minutes or maybe even already an hour ago, you didn’t know.
And it didn’t matter.
All what mattered was the horrible mixture of emptiness and numbness inside you mixed with the growing unbearable pain that lingered deeply rooted inside your body.
Your hands clasped around a small plastic can with sleeping pills inside them, their soft rattling whenever your fingers moved the bottle in your hands letting shivers run up and down your spine.
You had never thought you would come this far and come to this point, had always told yourself to be strong and keep fighting until now.
But there seemed to be no way out anymore.
No way out to mitigate this pain or to even get rid of it.
And even though a small tiny bit in you still wished to find such a way, all the doors that could lead you to something better didn’t only seemed to have been shut and locked, by now they had vanished and had left you in a pain filled darkness.
And what should you live for anymore or rather, who would need you in this goddamn world anymore?
Anybody you had mattered at least a bit to was dead, ripped into shreds by the undead or was now better off without someone as fucked up as you by their side.
You were lost, so goddamn lost and every second of it was eating you more up and was leaving more wounds that wouldn’t heal.
Instead they would get infected and let more poisons pain of loneliness, emptiness and the disgusting feeling of worthlessness enter your body.
And by now, it was just too much.
You couldn’t suppress any of it any more, couldn’t bottle it up some more or cover and hide it anymore somewhere inside you, it was getting worse with every day and today was the very day you were breaking in beneath the giant burden that had gathered up on your shoulders.
In front of your eyes flashed the faces of your family and friends that had been gone, leaving you as the last lonely one standing before the face of a man joined in.
Another shiver ran through your body as your mind forced you to think about him before it persuaded you that also he was better off without you.
And after all, he didn’t need you, why should he?
He had this place to lead, had his people, those women.
He couldn’t need someone as broken and messed up as you, who was nothing more anymore than a picture of misery.
In the very end, he wouldn’t miss you, no one would.
And maybe it was good this way, maybe it was good that you wouldn’t rip a hole into someone like all of your losses had ripped into you.

Your hands clasped the plastic in your hands tighter, your glance falling for a moment at the few scarfs that laid next to you on the bed.
As soon as those pills were down your throat, you’d have to use the fabric to secure your ankles and wrists as best as you could to prevent your reanimated corpse from attacking the person who’d find you.
If you were going now, you weren’t gonna pull anyone into this.
Your eyes shut tightly for a moment as the coldness of your wet clothes let a shudder ran though your body, a sharp breath leaving your lips as the cap of the small can dug into your skin.
A whimper escaped your mouth as your thumb ran along the cap, trying to begin to let it pop open before a loud knock on the door let you flinch up.
“(Y/N)? Doll, you’re in there?”, you heard Negan’s voice sound through the wood of the door as you held your breath in shock for a moment, hoping that he would just go if he thought that you weren’t inside the room.
Another knock of his bat sounded against your door, your body jolting again by its sound before the blood began to freeze in your veins as soon as you heard how the door began to open.

“Here are you, hell, I’ve been searching my ass off”, you heard him chuckle while you kept staying in your position, not moving an inch while your hands slowly enclosed the can in your hands to let it vanish between your palms.
You heard Negan’s footsteps coming closer before you suddenly heard his deep voice once again.
“Shit Baby, you’ve been outside in this shitty weather? Why-”, he began before he abruptly stopped as soon as your eyes caught his tall frame from the corner of your eyes while you could feel how his glance was burning into you.
“Sweetheart, are you okay?”, you heard him quietly ask, his voice soft while the panic in you rose as he slowly came closer.
He should just go,  leave you alone and let you finally leave this goddamn misery.
But instead of following your silent prayers, he came quietly closer and crouched down in front of you, his glance trying to desperately let it meet yours, while your eyes darted outside as the panic in you rose some more.
“Sweetheart?”, you heard him asking again, concern swinging in his voice as his hand reached carefully out to your leg before his touch made you jolt up.
A gasp left your lips as the flinching of your body made you lose your grasp on the can that had been buried deeply in your nervously sweating palms, before you felt the plastic slipping out of your hands.
Your eyes widened as the can hit the floor, the loosened cap flying off as the pills spilled over the floor, your panicking glance already trying to find the can to prevent Negan from grabbing it first.
“Wha-”, Negan’s voice began as his large hand reached out to the can right as it had fallen into your field of view before your shaking voice cut him off.
“Just headache pills-…I-I’ve been having having some headache and I just-”, you began, your mind trying to make something up by the speed of light as you tried to reach out to his hand to get the can out of his grasps.
But instead he got it closer to himself, your heart pounding harshly against your chest, a lump already forming in your throat as he rolled the plastic in his hands until the label got visible.
“Sleeping pills”, he mumbled, before you could see in his face and his eyes which were still darting at the sticker, that he began to combine and realize what was happening or what would have happened if he hadn’t entered the room.
“(Y/N), wha…fuck, why?”, he stumbled helplessly and clearly over challenged, his eyes darting up and right into yours as he gulped harshly.
“Negan…just go…please”, you mumbled, trying to not lose control over your trembling body as he already shook his head.
“No, (Y/N) fuck no, I-I’m not leaving you to-”, he began, not able to speak out this last word as his with pain filled eyes roamed over your face, trying to find reasons and answers.
”Please tell me you haven’t taken any of these fuckers yet”, his trembling voice asked, panic beginning to spread out in his eyes before you shook your head.
“I haven’t but-”, you began before thumb in your throat cut you off while your lips quivered slightly as trembles erupted your body, that got stronger with each second his glance was stuck longer on you.
“I can’t anymore…I-…I’m too weak for this I-”, you began, your voice shaking as Negan shook his head while his eyes still refused to let go of you.
“Bullshit, you’re not too weak, you-…fuck (Y/N), you’re one of the fucking strongest people I know”, he said, his voice trembling as you quickly cut him off.
“No, I’m not, I-…why are you still here, Negan?”, your trembling voice brought out, first tears beginning to urge up into your eyes.
“I-”, Negan began, his voice breaking off before he pulled himself together, “(Y/N), I care about you…a whole fucking lot.”
For a short moment, his words managed to bring a tiny bit of warmth into your body, right before the overwhelming tsunami of pain washed over you again and dragged the warmth out of you.
“I wouldn’t ever fucking forgive my goddamn self if I’d-…I won’t forgive me that I haven’t noticed how…fuck, how shitty you feel so now I won’t leave you alone in this crap”, he said, gulping harshly as his worried eyes were still glued on you before you heard his uneasy voice again.
“Just…hell, just please let me help you somehow”, he said, his shaking breath letting his chest rumble as he carefully, even cautiously, got out of his crouched position and sat down next to you on the bed, still keeping some space between the two of you to find out how close you let him.
Your clouded eyes wandered away from him, catching the pills on the floor for the fraction of a second that let a cold shiver run through your body before your poisonous thoughts spoke out of you again.
“And I don’t wanna be a burden to you…you got enough shit to do”, you mumbled as you saw from the corner of your eyes how Negan’s glance was still darted at you, his brows puckering worried before he quickly spoke up again.
“No I fucking don’t. All I gotta do right now is taking some fucking care of you”, he said, gulping harshly once again before he stroke over his stubble, “And that’s no burden, not in any fucking way. Don’t fucking think that.”
His voice was softer than his words made it seem, but exactly these words rushed through you and stirred some more emotions up.
The lump in your throat grew in you as his caring words fought against the pain and your thoughts that kept terrorizing you and tried to drag you back into the darkness.
”You probably got no fucking idea how often you’ve already kept me from losing my shit”, he said, his tone soothing while he got a bit closer as he seemed to still see the tension and ounce of doubt in your body.
“And I’m not doing that ‘cause I feel urged or outta fucking pity. I want to and ‘cause you mean an assload to me…fuck, more than anybody else here. That’s why”, he added as the stirring in your body turned into waves that let all of the mess well up in you, your eyes now glued to the pills that could have ended it all if Negan hadn’t stepped into your room.
It was an odd feeling, almost as if you had the devil and an angel sitting on each one of your shoulders.
And while the angel told you to believe Negan’s words, let yourself fall for once and to believe in the hope that there was a way out for you, the devil embodied the pain and the darkness that kept telling you that everything was lost, that you wouldn’t get out of this anymore and that Negan’s words were just creating false hope that would drag your pain out into an end with more agony instead of a fast end with the pills right at your feet.
This all began to wash over you repeatedly, trying to bring you down, trying to conquer you until it slowly began to break out of you as the first tear began to roll over your cheek as a harbinger for everything that was still boiling in you.
“Oh fuck, Baby”, you heard Negan mumble as he his eyes caught the tear before you felt his hand carefully reaching out to you and placing softly on your thigh.
And with that, his touch, it broke completely out of you.
Shivers let your body shake and tremble, whimpers mixing in-between the sobs that began to force their way out of your body.
“Come here”, you just heard Negan say before you felt his arms wrapping around you and beginning to pull you into his warm embrace.
And you let him, something in you longed for release and to just be held as the whole bottled up pain streamed out of you.
Your sobs filled the room before they got muffled as soon as your face buried into the curve of his neck, your tears beginning to stain his white shirt beneath the leather jacket as he hooked your legs over his to embrace you tighter.
His arms kept you close against his own body, holding you while his one of his large, warm hands switched between stroking soothingly over your back and caressing over your hair and the bit of your cheek that wasn’t pressed against his skin.
And the sobs just kept coming and coming, seeming as if they were trying to pump out the mess out of your body while you heard Negan mumbling soothing words in-between his gentle touches.
Cradling you against his chest, he seemed to try a balance between helping you to let everything once for all out and calming you down while your whole body got erupted by the sobs that sent shudders through you.

You had no idea for how long those sobs left your lips, but at some point your body grew too weak to let them out anymore as it turned into a trembling and exhausting figure that could only manage to replace the sobs with whimpers.
You found yourself clinging to him, while you just longed for more of his  warmth and comfort he provided for your cold and still wet body after you hadn’t been able to let those positive feelings come just close to you for so long.
Negan’s head leaned against yours as your breath finally began to calm down while his fingers caressed the back of your neck until you heard his voice.
“Would be alright if you’d come with me? Back to my room? Just…just to get out of this here”, he quietly asked, your mind was a muddled mess, still half in some kind of trance but by now, the room began to feel like a cage and you needed to get out if it and away from these pills that were still letting your inner demons flare up with each time you saw just a glimpse of them.
”Okay”, you just got out, your voice weak and crackling even by this small word.
And with that, Negan grabbed Lucille and laid her carefully into your lap before he adjusted his arms and heft you up, before you could even think of getting on your own weak legs.
So you stayed huddled up to him, your arms slinging around his neck to help him a little while he began to carry you out of the dark room and something felt that with leaving this very room, you could at least leave a tiny bit of the darkness that had almost eaten you completely up behind.

Negan carried you until you heard the sound of him kicking his heavy wooden door open, heard it shutting again behind the both of you and felt him letting you down on the edge of his bed.
A shudder ran through your body as his warmth left you and instead the cold and damp clothes got some attention from your body.
”Fuck, you’re freezing…you gotta get out of these damn wet clothes and warm up”, you heard Negan say as he crouched down in front of you again, his warm hands cupping yours as your from the tears red-rimmed eyes first saw into his again. 
His glance was still filled with utter concern and as one of his hands reached up to stroke a hair strand out of your face and caress your cheek with his thumb for a small moment, you felt that angel on your shoulder beginning to overpower the devil on the other side who still tried all it could to take control of your mind.
”Alright I got an idea”, he mumbled after a short moment and let out a small sigh, before he spoke up again.
”I’ll let you some hot bath in and take care of the rest, you alright with that?”, he asked, his tone still soft and warm while you just decided to let him do this for you.
You quietly nodded while a small smile painted on Negan’s lips before he got with a small strained breath up on his feet again, grabbed Lucille and placed her directly next to you.
”She’s gonna stay right by your side”, he said, the small even uplifting smile still on his lips as he stroke once more over your hair before he made his way over to the bathroom while Lucille leaned against your leg.
You didn’t know every piece of the puzzle to Negan’s past yet, but you knew enough to know what this bat meant to him and leaving her now by your side was a way bigger act of affection than it would seem to most people.

Negan left the bathroom door open as he let the bath in while you could even feel his glance darting over and over again at you to make sure you were as fine as you could be in this mess of a state you were.
Your glance wandered to Negan’s beloved weapon next to you as your hand found the end of her handle, your fingers beginning to draw circles over the wood to keep the thoughts and feelings that wanted to get you down once again away from you.
And while you were busy with drawing circles over Lucille, you heard Negan in between rummaging in some cabinets before a pleasant and comforting scent began to fill the air.
You looked up again and saw Negan pouring something into the tub that began to build up a big bunch of bubbles before his glance met yours once again while he walked back over to you.

Moments later you found yourself standing on wobbly and weak legs in his bathroom, still caught somewhere in the trance this whole thing had set you in.
Negan was still careful, making sure that he made you feel as comfortable as he could before you let him help you to get out of the damp clothes that clung to your body as you didn’t even care anymore if he saw you naked or not.
With everything that had happened before you had shown yourself way more exposed than with taking off your clothes and the way he handled you, you felt comfortable as soon as you he helped your weak body to climb into the bathtub before you let yourself sink into the hot bubble bath.
For a short moment Negan walked past you and got something out of the bunch of stuff he had managed to get out of his cabinets earlier before walking with a light lilac colored bottle of shampoo in his hands back to you and sat down on the broad edge of the bathtub.
”Now I haven’t used this one yet, thought it wouldn’t fit too much to me”, he mumbled as he looked with a small chuckle back to you before he looked at the sticker on the bottle and rose his voice once again ,”so you get to be the very first one to smell like ‘Lavender & Rose Summer-night Dream’”
His small chuckle made a tiny smile grow on your lips while your mind was still fighting with the darkness and pain inside of you, even though you wanted this here right now, you wanted and wished for that there was actually a way to something better and you wanted that your hopelessness from before was proven wrong.
Whatever was happening in these moments, you just wanted it to work even though the fear in you was high that you would fall again and shatter on the ground harder than ever before.

And then you tried to just let yourself concentrate on Negan.
His hands first shoved some warm water over your shoulders and back to warm your body  up, he let some water flow over your hair to get it a bit wetter before he poured some of the comforting smelling shampoo into his hands.
Slowly, his fingers ran through your hair and began to massage your scalp as he  spread the shampoo over your head.
Even though the consoling touch made it seem tempting, you didn’t want to close your eyes.
You wanted to stay right there and not only feel but also see him.
Something in you still feared that if you would close your eyes now, the thoughts would come back as well as the pictures that used to terrorize you way too often.
But next to all that, the pure fact that he was doing all this for you without the bat of an eyelid and genuinely showed his care for you was helping to battle and prevent any of the poisonous thoughts from coming back in.
Quietly you heard Negan humming a melody as he continued to caress and massage the shampoo into your hair while the hot water managed to let your body begin to relax and to let out some of the tension that was stuck in it.
You had no idea for how long Negan continued his comforting massage but when he began to carefully wash the shampoo out of your hair the hot water from before was already turning colder.

”Let’s get you out of this”, Negan mumbled shortly later as his hand wrapped around yours to help you out of the bathtub before he quickly grabbed two towels.
Carefully he began to dry you up and let you wrap one towel around your body as he softly rubbed and dried your hair with the other before he grabbed a big white and fluffy bathrobe.
”It’s mine so this fucker’s gonna be a bit too fucking big but it’s comfy as fuckNegan chuckled quietly as he wrapped the soft fabric around your shoulders, his scent enclosing you directly while you got your arms into the sleeves and slung the cozy fabric closer around yourself.
Negan’s arms found their way back around you as they pulled you into his embrace and held you tightly while your face leaned back against his warm neck before you heard his voice again.
”No matter fucking what, you always got me, alright? I want you to know that”, Negan mumbled into your hair as he leaned his head against yours and pulled you a little closer as you felt some more warmth forming in your body.
”Alright”, you mumbled back as you found yourself cuddling closer into his embrace and began to feel how the painful loneliness you had felt got fought with every bit more you got yourself to believe in his words.

Warm sheets replaced Negan’s arms not much later as you laid in his big bed, carefully tucked in while he was sitting at the edge of the mattress and caressed the back of your neck, his glance still glued at you.
“I know I can’t just fix you with all this shit. If I could, hell I’d pack you for hours…days into the damn bathtub and shampoo your hair till my fucking hands bleed and smell until the fucking end of time like goddamn lavender, rose and shit…but I know I can’t”, he mumbled, a bit pain in his voice and glance as he let his rough fingers slowly stroke a few loose hair strands out of your face.
“Carson…I think he’s got experience in this…if you want…and as soon as you feel ready, we- you could talk to him”, he quietly added, his eyes now meeting yours as you quietly nodded, still overwhelmed once again by what he was doing for you.
“Shit will get better, I promise”, you heard him say, the movements of his fingers stopping for a moment as he leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on your temple while you allowed yourself to close your eyes for the first time.
And different to what you had feared, there were no thoughts or pictures that popped up right in front of your eyes.
You knew they were still there, of course they were, but in these moments you could manage to just enjoy the feeling of Negan’s lips on your skin and the feeling that someone was caring deeply about you and wanted, maybe even needed you by their side.
”Thank you”, you quietly mumbled, your lips curling into a small smile before you felt him sliding beneath the sheets until his strong arms wrapped around you once again.

Affection, even love, they aren’t the one, single cure for what you were going through nor would they just let all this pain magically vanish.
That’s just not the way it works.
But something in you finally gave you the feeling that a door had appeared again that had something bright shining though the gap beneath it.
It was a long path to this door, literally a path of trial and tribulation but you knew now that you didn’t have to take this rocky road alone, you had someone by your side who would help you to find a key and to find a way through the darkness, until you could step through this very door into a brighter future.


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prompt 183: “Car sex looks so much more easier in the movies.”
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“What if someone sees us?”, you asked, your glance wandering nervously through the rear window of the car as Negan pulled you on the backseat closer, his hands cupping your waist tightly as his lips placed hot kisses all over your neck.
“No ones here, they already took off. There’s just the dead fuckers and us”, he grumbled as he nibbled teasingly on the sensitve flesh just before you heard his throaty chuckle.
“And if not, well, then they’re gonna see one fucking hell of a show”, he purred grinning against your skin, before his hands pulled you closer down on him, just until you felt his growing bulge pressing against your heat.
“Wouldn’t be a shame if they saw what you’re doing to me, right?”, he huskily asked before he buckled his hips up, the pressure of his erection letting a small moan leave your lips as a big grin grew on his lips.
“And how dripping wet I can make your little pussy”, he purred as another small moan left your lips as your eyes closed for a moment, your hands wandered over his chest as deep growls rumbled through his throat.

His hand wandered to the zipper of your pants, quickly pulled it down before his long fingers sneaked into your panties and let them tease the wet and sensitive flesh that was craving for his touch.
“Fuck, Baby”, he mumbled, a whimper leaving your lips as he pulled back while your eyes opened as he smirked wolfish at you.
His fingers were covered in your wetness as he lead them to his lips, carefully licking your juices off his skin as the heat in your body middle only grew.
“God, you taste fan-fucking-tastic”, he growled, his lust-filled eyes not leaving yours until he had finished, just before he bit his lower lip.
“Lets get you out of those fucking annoying pants”, he mumbled, a wider grin forming on his lips as his fingers began to fumble impatiently at the waistband of your pants.

Your hands acted quicker than your head as you lifted yourself a little up to pull them down, just to immediately regret it as the top of your head met the car’s roof with a dull thud.
“Fuck”, you cursed, squeezing your eyes shut as the pain spread over your skull.
“Shit, you okay, Sweetheart?”, you heard Negan concerned ask as you nodded, before you opened your eyes and met his worried glance.
“Yeah, I’m fine”, you mumbled before a small chuckle left your lips as you had to laugh about your own dumbness.
“I guess I was a little too enthusiastic”, you mumbled, another chuckle leaving your lips as you heard Negan’s throaty laugh.
“Now how couldn’t you be enthusiastic when you’re about to have this dick buried balls deep inside of you”, he chuckled, giving you a big grin as you let your forehead lean against his.
”Car sex looks so much more easier in the movies”, you mumbled with a small laugh as he pulled you with a wide smirk on his lips closer against him.
“Oh hell yeah it does, but believe me, that won’t make it any less fucking hot”, he purred as his tongue ran quickly over his lower lip.
“But I just ruined the mood”, you mumbled as he just shook his head, grabbed you to eventually lower you onto the backseat until your back met the dark fabric.
“Nope, you haven’t, Baby”, he mumbled as he began to take care of your shoes and pants, pulling them down your legs as he bowed down to let his lips wander over your inner thighs, nibbling on the delicate skin as he left his marks on you.
A small hum left your lips as the heat of his lips let your core crave for him once again, just before his fingers slid your already soaking panties off your skin.

“Fuck”, you just heard him quietly groan as he let his rough fingers run once again over your heat, his thumb massaging and rubbing your clit with slow circles as you moaned softly.
“Shit, I need you on my fucking dick”, he growled, as you lifted yourself up, his thumb still keeping you longing for more as he grinned for a moment at you as soon as you straddled his lap.
“Watch your head”, he mumbled teasingly as you shoved his chest with a small laugh just before he opened the zipper of his own pants, lifted his hips slightly to pull them a good bit down while your glance stayed fixed on the large tent in his boxers.
Almost automatically your hand moved to his bulge, running your fingers over the hardness before you heard a low groan leaving his lips.
“Stop the fucking teasing”, he groaned as his hand quickly pulled his boxers down, letting his erection spring free while your body craved nothing more than to feel him deep inside of you.
“Ride my dick, Baby. Ride my fucking dick”, he growled as he held himself steady, your hips lifting up as you watched your head this time until the head of his cock teased along your wetness.

Whimpers left your lips before you lowered yourself down on him, his girth stretching you out as the whimpers got replaced by moans.
“Fu-…Negan”, you moaned, as his hands grabbed your waist roughly and pulled you harder down on him.
“Now look at that, look at how fucking well your little pussy swallows by big cock”, he praised, his fingertips digging that hard into your hips that they soon were gonna leave bruises as you looked down at the both of you, a cry of pleasure leaving your lips as you watched yourself beginning to move up and down his length.
Negan pushed you closer against him, his hands grabbing your ass while he readjusting himself on the seat to keep his legs in line just as the movements of your hips made him throw his head back, his eyes tightly shut as you placed your hands on his shoulder to keep yourself steady.
Cursing he groaned in pleasure before his eyes slowly opened, one of his hand leaving you before he cupped the back of your neck and smashed his lips onto yours, swallowing your moans as he let his hips jerk up, pushing himself deeper inside you.
“Fuck, keep-…shit, keep going, Baby”, he groaned against your lips as you began to swing in ecstasy, your legs already quivering as you eagerly tried to meet his rhythm as he continued to pound into your heat.
The sensation of his skin against yours, the short dark curls that rubbed against your sensitive nub and his fingers that found their way to your most delicate parts to take your pleasure further, drove you almost crazy.

The moans and heavy breaths of air of the both of you filled the car as you got closer to your release, his thrust becoming harder and deeper with every passing moment just like your movements craved for more of him.
“Open your eyes…fuck, look at me”, Negan deeply groaned, pleasure swinging in his voice as you slowly opened your eyes and met his with lust darkened gaze, “Look at me when you cum on my dick.”
With that he intensified the rubs on your clit as he pushed you once again down onto him and thrusted harder up, a cry leaving your lips as Negan’s eyes kept yours captured while your high washed over you.
Your orgasm left you trembling back as Negan kept going, the sight of what he had just done to you bringing him even closer to his release as his pounds got harsher but sloppier.
His chest rose and fell at a fast pace, a bunch of curse words leaving his lips repeatedly through gritted teeth until you finally felt his warm cum filling you up as he buried himself deeply inside you.

Heavily breathing and shaking you leaned your forehead against his as he pulled you closer, his length still twitching inside you before his lips pampered your face with light kisses.
Still unable to speak you leaned closer into his touch, a low growl leaving his lips before you heard his deep voice chuckling throatily against your skin.
“Damn Baby,…we would’ve gotten a fucking Oscar for this performance”


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• Him calling from the bathroom out for you to come just as he’s letting the bubble bath drip into the water and grows big eyed as he amusedly chuckles and excitedly watches how the foam and the bubbles begin to grow

• Him taking your hand to help you climb into the tub, all while his eyes roam over your body until you sink contently sighing into the foam and the hot water

• As you’re lying towards each other, him smirking wolfish at you before letting his hands wander over your legs all while beginning to massage them only to love to see the way you smile in response to his touch, close your eyes and sink deeper into the water

• Him teasingly messing around with you as well as splashing some water and bubbles at you just to laugh loudly and lewdly comment about your reactions  and the way you defend yourself as well as about the white foam that now slowly drips from your body and even face

• Him pulling you over to him until your back presses against his warm and wet chest only to wrap his arms around you, let his lips brush over your in a sheet of water covered skin before nibbling and kissing your neck

• Him letting his hands scoop some hot water and letting it flow over your shoulders, back and arms to let you relax some more just as he’s letting his fingers and hands trace over your skin

• Him simply loving to feel the way your hands run over his skin or through his damp hair, all while he closes his eyes and lets his head fall back as small hums and content growls travel up his chest 

• Him teasingly feeling you up, touching you and even tickling you, just to have to throatily laugh as soon as you writhe and squirm in the water under his touch while laughs and giggles escape your lips 

• Whenever he already feels himself getting hard in response to the way your naked body is pressed against his in the hot water, him grinding against you and letting his hands at a teasingly slow pace slide between your legs as he makes sure that you know how much he wants you

• Him sometimes just wanting nothing else than spending some peaceful and quiet moments with you in which he rests his head against yours or nuzzles his face into the curve of your neck before closing his eyes and just fully enjoying your closeness as he finally gets to let his guards completely down

• Whenever he notices that you’re tensed up or the work has brought you some aching muscles, him massaging your back and letting his palms and fingers knead the pain out of your body with relish, especially as he hears the small hums and moans that leave your lips

• After you’ve slipped out of the tub, him either watching you with relish as you dry yourself off or even helping you to do so, all while beginning to get some new ideas before he wraps his arms tightly around you and purrs huskily into your ear what he’s going to do to you as soon as you leave the bathroom 


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As a Nightmare wakes Negan up, he doesn’t only have you by his side but also your son who has a special idea how to give his Dad some comfort

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“No…fuck…don’t plea-…no”, sounded Negan’s voice muffled through your head before his pain filled groans let your eyes snap open.
Lifting your head from his trembling chest your dozy eyes darted at his in pain twisted face while his eyes were still tightly shut as more groans and small whimpers left his lips. 
“Negan? Negan, wake up”, your drowsy and with concern filled voice said as you leaned closer, cupped the side of his neck while you kept trying to wake him up until his tears clouded eyes opened.
His glance displayed the pure horror as he sat quickly up while his body still trembled uncontrollably, his chest rose and fell at a fast pace while the thick vein on the side of his neck swell in protest to the stress his body was going through.
And sadly, that wasn’t an unfamiliar sight for you.
He had these nights where his past, his regrets, his loss and the fear to lose someone he loved again showed in the most cruel way up again and haunted him in his sleep.
And even though these nights had gotten rarer, seeing him this way, especially when he didn’t just suddenly wake up, covered in cold sweat but you instead had to force him to wake up because the nightmare wasn’t letting go of him had    something that was like an equal to torture for you.

Reaching up, you cupped his face with your hands as you made him look at you before the fair light in your bedroom hit his eyes that were still filled with that much pain that you didn’t even want to imagine what he had seen .
“It’s okay, everything’s fine”, you said softly and in a soothing tone as his breath began to slow down while he gave you a small and almost unrecognizable nod.
“Fuck…”, exhaustively left his mouth before you leaned in to let your lips meet his and kissed them in a slow and soothing manner while your thumb stroke in lazy circles over his beard stubble.
Slowly, you let go of his warm lips before pulling him into your embrace as you could still see the way his mind was messing with him.
Carefully, this big man began to melt into your arms as you slowly ran your fingers through his dark hair and caressed his neck until he began to relax every inch of his body.
“Where’s-”, Negan suddenly panically asked as he ripped himself away from you, looking to the door that lead to the hall and eventually your son’s bedroom.
“He’s fine, he’s sleeping like a log in his bed”, you mumbled as you saw how Negan slowly nodded, before pinching the bridge of his nose and letting out a deep sigh.
“Go take a cold shower if you feel like it, helps most of the times”, you mumbled as you let your hand stroke gently over his back.
“Yeah…yeah, probably better”, Negan murmured before he looked up a last time and let his lips meet yours exhausted but still longingly until he got with a groan up from the bed.

As the faint sound of the prattling shower sounded through the air you let yourself sink back into the pillows before another sound let you look up.
“Mommy?”, you heard the small and tired voice of your son asking as your glance wandered to him.
There he stood in the door frame in his PJs, rubbing his sleepy eyes with one of his tiny hands while the other was holding his blankie tightly.
“What’s the matter, Boo?”, you asked before instead of answering he yawning stumbled on his short legs over to the bed and climbed up.
Opening your arms you saw him crawling over the sheets towards you until his small body cuddled against your side.
“Where’s Daddy?”, he asked as another yawn left his lips, his hazel eyes looked up to you as you pulled the warm blanket over the both of your bodies.
“Daddy had some trouble sleeping, he’s taking a shower to cool a bit down”, you mumbled as you stroke his from the sleep messy dark hair back that made him look even more like his father.
Sure, he had a few of your facial features too, as well as a good bunch of your gestures and facial expressions that managed to make you laugh whenever you caught yourself doing them at the same time as him but mostly, he was already looking like a small version of Negan. 
“He had a bad dream?”, he asked drowsily as you placed a small kiss on his head.
“Yeah, he had a bad dream”, you mumbled before you felt him moving out of your arms and saw him crawling out of the bed.
“Wait what-?”, you began to ask as his small feet already met the floor.
“I’m coming back”, he said, grabbing his blankie before you saw him dashing over to his room and  heard the sound of his little footsteps on the wooden floor.

Within a  few moments you saw him coming back with his teddy bear in his arms before he climbed up the bed again and shuffled next to you.
“He’s gonna protect Daddy now from bad dreams”, your son determinedly said as he placed his bear against Negan’s pillow.
A wide smile grew on your lips as you remembered the times Negan had told him that this bear would do exactly that for him when he was convinced that there was a monster living beneath his bed or when he had stood sniffling in the middle of the night in your bedroom, woken up from a nightmare and unable to fall asleep again.
But before you could say anything else you heard now the heavy footsteps of your husband on the floor before he stood with a fresh white shirt, his grey sweatpants and still wet hair in the doorframe.
“Oh wow, hey Buddy. Wha-”, he began to ask as his glance caught your son in your arms before his eyes softened even more just as his eyes darted at the teddy.
“For me?”, Negan asked with raised brows as he walked towards the bed while your son nodded eagerly.
“So you can have nice dreams”, he mumbled as he pointed at the bear again.
“Holy hell, thank you Bud, now that’s a damn honor”, Negan mumbled with an even bigger smile on his lips as he sat down on the edge of the bed
“Come here, big guy”, Negan grumbled, opening his arms before your son stumbled into his embrace.
Negan shut his eyes tightly for a moment as he hugged the small body in his arms just as tight before his eyes opened slightly and glanced relieved at you, with nothing of the horror that was stuck in them before left. 

Moments later Negan laid down back next to you and pulled you close while your son stayed cuddled to his side.
Softly you stroke over his small head before letting your head rest on Negan’s chest as he reached out to the bear.
“Better keep him here, huh? Gotta dream of dragons and pirates and that kinda stuff, right Buddy?”, Negan asked with a small chuckle while your son nodded with a big smile.
“We’re gonna fight the dragon, Daddy”, he mumbled as a yawn escaped his lips before Negan’s small chuckle let his chest beneath you slightly rumble.
“Together with Mommy”, he added sleepy as his eyelids already began to become heavy.
“Hell yes, we are”, Negan chuckled as his arm around you tightened and his lips  placed on your temple for a moment.
“But for that, we gotta go to fucking sleep. Close you eyes Bud, looks like they want you to do that for some long-ass time now”, Negan chuckled softly before you saw how your son slowly closed his eyes.
And with that you cuddled closer into Negan’s chest that was now rising and falling calmly while completely content and deep hums escaped his lips as you both began to drift off into a deep sleep.


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In Negan and the reader’s first night together, an insecurity of her shows up which Negan puts to rest in his very own way…

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The dimmed light of the small lamps on the nightstands was the only thing that enlightened the bedroom of Negan’s house as you found yourself right in the situation the both of you had waited so long for.
His large hands were cupping the sides of your waist securely as he sat on the edge his big bed as you were straddling his lap.
His lips kept teasing over your skin while small lust filled growls left his lips, all while the heat in your body grew.
And it grew till the very moment you felt his hand wandering up to the clasp of your bra and let with that, the ugly little insecurity of yours crawl from the back of your head right in front of your inner eye.
And god, how much you hated it.
And god, how much you hated the dumb scenarios this insecurity was creating in your mind when you thought of the moment the bra, the padded bra to be more exact, would leave your heated skin.
“Baby?”, you heard his voice ask in a slightly concerned tone as he felt you tensing up.
“You can still say ‘no’, if you don’t want to. I don’t fucking want to push you”, he said as he looked up while you slightly shook your head.
“No, I want this. Really. I just-“, you began but stopped, too embarrassed to continue as you slowly got up from his lap.
“What?”, he asked as he kept looking up, one of his thumbs still resting on the clasp of your bra while the other was still cupping the side of your waist.
“I…uhm”, you mumbled as you bit your lip, trying to figure out how you should tell him.
“(Y/N)”, he mumbled with a more concerned undertone, obviously trying to find out what was bothering you, or if even he was the reason why you were tensing.
You gulped before you looked back into his hazel eyes and let out a small sigh.
“I don’t want you to be disappointed when you-…“, you stopped as his thumb moved slightly over the clasp while his glance changed as he seemed to realize what you were talking about.
“I know how stupid this sounds…I know. It’s just…if you take it off…they’re small, really….shit and when I lay down they just-”, you stumbled, trying to not let the embarrassment overcome you as your eyes left his again.
You really wanted to be confident about them and not have this stupid, maybe even unfounded insecurity.
Negan’s lips left a deep sigh as his hand slid from your bra and cupped the side of your waist instead again.
“Alright, look at me, Baby”, he said as your glance wandered back to his.
“Big titties, small titties, hell, I really don’t give a fuck. You’re damn hot. You’re damn hot with small ones and you’d be just as damn fucking hot if they were bigger or fucking smaller”, he said as his glance fixed yours to stay darted at him while you slowly began to feel better.
Of course, you shouldn’t need someone to tell you that to feel confident, but either way, hearing that from him, the man you felt unbelievably that drawn to and who was playing an important role in your life just like you did in his, was just letting this specific kind of warmth stream through your whole body.
“You’re getting me rock hard either way”, he said with a supportive smirk as a tiny chuckle left your lips.
“Shit aside, you’re great, alright? You’re my fucking awesome girl and I don’t want my girl to worry about that kinda gratuitous shit”, he said as he gave your waist a small squeeze while you slowly nodded.
”Okay”, you said quietly, almost exhaled, while a smile mixed into the wolfish smirk that was still lying on his lips.
“Alright, now sit down, Sweetheart”, he mumbled as he bit his lip and glanced to his lap.
Slowly, you sat down on his lap, feeling how one arm of his wrapped around your waist to keep you securely in place before his lips placed on your neck repeatedly while the other hand roamed over your body until it reached the straps of your bra again.
”Gonna take this fucker off now, alright?”, Negan muttered against your skin while you slowly nodded, still feeling the warmth in your body his words had created in you before that were successfully fighting the insecurity out of your body with every touch.
”Yes”, you mumbled back while you still felt his hot breath on your skin as his fingers began to brush over the straps, then the clasp before you felt the fabric leaving your skin.
“Fuck”, you heard him growl in a quietly but in a deep tone as his tongue quickly slid over his lower lip.
His big warm hand reached up to cup your breast before he began to slowly knead them as a deep rumbling growl left his lips.
Small but pleasant hums escaped your lips while you closed your eyes and just let everything go while his warm lips left a damp path of kisses and nibbles along your neck.
Slinging your arms around his neck, you felt his hand leaving your breast as he lifted you slightly up to place you on the bed just as he hovered back over you.
You back pressed into the soft pillows as you saw him looking with a lust-filled glance and a smirk on his lips at you.
”Fuck, you really are a sight for sore eyes”, his husky voice said as he bit his lips before he leaned down again to get his lips back on your neck while his warm, large hands kept a firm grip on your waist.
Slightly gasping you sunk deeper into the pillows until you felt his lips traveling south, over your shoulders and your collarbones until they reached your breasts.
Small, pleasure filled whimpers left your lips as you felt him sucking, kissing and nibbling on the sensitive flesh before his tongue began to twirl around your hardening nipples at a torturous slow pace.
Your hand found your way into his thick, dark hair while deep growls escaped his mouth and his hands tightened around your waist as his full attention stayed on your breasts.
”Feel that, Baby? Hell, I didn’t fucking lie”, he mumbled as he was grinding his hard and throbbing member through his boxers against the growing heat between your thighs.
Gasps escaped your lips as you felt his touch and the pressure intensifying before the warmth that was filling your body up formed into an even bigger lustful heat that was soon to be completely satisfied by Negan.


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Christmas Special

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• Him looking the first time forward to Christmas again since the apocalypse started, simply because he knows he’s going to spend this time with you

• Him using every single opportunity to get you under a mistletoe to tease you about how disrespectful it would be if you would ignore that tradition so he can steal a longing kiss from you

• For Christmas eve, him planning far ahead everything in detail, so he can spend this night only with you while being sure that no one’s gonna disturb you once you’re alone

• Him sending his men out to get a Christmas tree, decoration and literally anything else that is somehow Christmas related

• For your gift, him searching through the whole Sanctuary before going on a run himself to search for something special and something he truly knows about that you’re gonna love it

• You being able to persuade him to take less from other communities at least at Christmas time

• Him joking how good Lucille would look with Christmas lights wrapped around her before you actually get him a string of lights as a joke only to have a widely smiling and truly amused Negan walking with an in Christmas light wrapped Lucille around in your room

• During the whole holiday season, him teasing you with Christmas related remarks, while asking you if you’ve been naughty or nice or if you wanna taste his candy cane are just a few examples

• Before giving you your gift, him first messing around, telling you he’s got his dick wrapped up with a ribbon for you as a present before giving you his actual gift while whispering in your ear that you can still, of course, have his dick as an extra present

• Him being entirely happy as he sees how your eyes light up once you have unpacked your gift and eventually hug him tightly, only for him to pull you even closer as a wide smile is plated all over his face

• Him acting around as nervous as a child when it comes to his gift, all while trying to guess what it is until he can finally unpack it

• Spending the whole rest of the night cuddled up, wrapped in a thick, warm blanket, drinking hot chocolate or his favorite scotch while just enjoying that you are able to spend this time, especially in the world your living in, with the person you love

• As you both already begin to drift off into a deep sleep him pulling you even closer and whispering with a smirk in your ear that he’s so gonna give his extra gift to you on Christmas morning


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