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thewalkingdead-imagines:

This was requested by @ly–canthrope​​ and is based on the song “You are enough” by Sleeping at last (you can find the lyrics at the end, below the tags) 

Hope you all enjoy this!!

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Snowflakes were swaying down the nightsky, passing along the window beside your bed, filling the darkness with small light spots that got thicker with every passing minute. A bit of the icy air from outside could slip through tiny leaky spots in the frame of the large factory window and brush over the parts of your body that weren’t engulfed by a thick blanket. 
Shivering, you slipped deeper underneath the sheets, feeling how your body yearned for the cozy warmth beside you. Slowly, you turned your head to its source, allowing your glance to land on the sleeping man next to you in bed. He was all still, only his chest was rising and falling in a steady rhythm underneath the white shirt while small, content breaths were slipping through his relaxed lips. His face was turned to you, the expression all calm and slackened, the brows that usually tended to perk playfully up when he was talking to you were now at ease. You weren’t even exaggerating when you said that he nearly looked like a painting in the faint moonlight, with that salt and pepper stubble covering his jaw and cheeks, those handsome features of his and the dark hair that looked a tiny bit tousled by now.
That view was nearly enough to keep you up all night, but that wasn’t actually the reason you were laying wide awake in your bed.
It was something that had simmered in you for a while, somewhere deep inside you and it had creeped it’s way up your body until it could fully sneak into your head tonight.
Were you enough for him?
It was an ugly thought, something that had enough power to send a stinging pain through you every time you just thought of that question but regardless of how much you tried to push it away and finally fall asleep, it always popped back up to torment you all over again. 
It took its roots in the incertainty about your relationship and its nearly secretive nature, and about the women who still called themselves his wives.
He wasn’t seeing them anymore, but yet they still paraded around the grad hall, wore the black dresses and yet the whole Sanctuary still thought these were the women who were with him. And you, well you were his little secret. You were his little escape from being the big bad wolf he was outside this apartment, from the work, the stress, the constant threat of the wandering dead outside the fences. 
Outside this room, there were no kisses, no loving touches, nothing of what you got as soon as the door of this room closed behind him; officially, his wives were the women by his side and you were maximally the girl Negan visited on her shifts from time to time to flirt a little, nothing more. 
It shouldn’t bother you this much, it really shouldn’t. You should just be glad to have someone, even if it was just for the nights, especially in these times. But you wanted more certainty nevertheless, the question was spooking too much through your head to keep on facing Negan without it popping back up and putting tension all over you.
You had tried to find other explanations for it, but the little devil on your shoulder had done its very best to cram up explanations that only strengthened your fears.
Ones that whispered in your ear that you really weren’t enough, and if you were only for now, only for these hours, only for some comfort, but not more. And maybe, yes, maybe you weren’t enough for the long run. Maybe you were just enough for these nights, and maybe it was just a matter of time until he would grow tired of you and go back to them, turn you into nothing more than a shadow of the past.
Slowly, you could feel a single hot tear falling from your eye and rolling down your temple until it fell on the pillow that cradled your head, forewarning others that already welled up in your eyes and got fueled by your thoughts and the big lump in your throat.
Fuck, you hated this. Sighing you reached up to brush the tears away, only leaving their damp trail behind while you turned your head to look outside the window, concentrate on the white snowy dots to distract yourself. Oh how you wished that you would just wake up and everything would be figured out. Just know how things stand, know what he felt for you, know that you were actually enough. 

Suddenly, you felt the mattress move a little, elicited by the man beside you whose movements immediately let your head snap towards him.
He grumbled, his face grimacing drowsily and a little confused while his eyes were still closed, his body somewhere between being asleep and awake while you stayed all still, not meaning to wake him.
But instead, he stirred some more, now passing over the edge to slowly waking up while you tried to figure out what would happen once he would open his eyes.
“Baby?”, Negan finally drowsily mumbled, a little confused by the lack of your warmth and your figure cuddled up to him, his brows furrowed while his eyes were still closed before they slowly opened, just enough to glimpse at you.
“Come back here”, he mumbled, grumbling a little as he stirred and shifted some more, rolling onto his side to reach out to you, caress his fingers over your arm while you tried to gulp the rest of the tears down, hoping he wouldn’t see them right away. But instead, he seemed to catch the brushed away tears from your cheeks in the faint light and your watery eyes, as his brows furrowed and he slowly propped himself onto his elbow to get a better look at you.

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thewalkingdead-imagines:

This was requested by @ly–canthrope​​ and is based on the song “You are enough” by Sleeping at last (you can find the lyrics at the end, below the tags) 

Hope you all enjoy this!!

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Snowflakes were swaying down the nightsky, passing along the window beside your bed, filling the darkness with small light spots that got thicker with every passing minute. A bit of the icy air from outside could slip through tiny leaky spots in the frame of the large factory window and brush over the parts of your body that weren’t engulfed by a thick blanket. 
Shivering, you slipped deeper underneath the sheets, feeling how your body yearned for the cozy warmth beside you. Slowly, you turned your head to its source, allowing your glance to land on the sleeping man next to you in bed. He was all still, only his chest was rising and falling in a steady rhythm underneath the white shirt while small, content breaths were slipping through his relaxed lips. His face was turned to you, the expression all calm and slackened, the brows that usually tended to perk playfully up when he was talking to you were now at ease. You weren’t even exaggerating when you said that he nearly looked like a painting in the faint moonlight, with that salt and pepper stubble covering his jaw and cheeks, those handsome features of his and the dark hair that looked a tiny bit tousled by now.
That view was nearly enough to keep you up all night, but that wasn’t actually the reason you were laying wide awake in your bed.
It was something that had simmered in you for a while, somewhere deep inside you and it had creeped it’s way up your body until it could fully sneak into your head tonight.
Were you enough for him?
It was an ugly thought, something that had enough power to send a stinging pain through you every time you just thought of that question but regardless of how much you tried to push it away and finally fall asleep, it always popped back up to torment you all over again. 
It took its roots in the incertainty about your relationship and its nearly secretive nature, and about the women who still called themselves his wives.
He wasn’t seeing them anymore, but yet they still paraded around the grad hall, wore the black dresses and yet the whole Sanctuary still thought these were the women who were with him. And you, well you were his little secret. You were his little escape from being the big bad wolf he was outside this apartment, from the work, the stress, the constant threat of the wandering dead outside the fences. 
Outside this room, there were no kisses, no loving touches, nothing of what you got as soon as the door of this room closed behind him; officially, his wives were the women by his side and you were maximally the girl Negan visited on her shifts from time to time to flirt a little, nothing more. 
It shouldn’t bother you this much, it really shouldn’t. You should just be glad to have someone, even if it was just for the nights, especially in these times. But you wanted more certainty nevertheless, the question was spooking too much through your head to keep on facing Negan without it popping back up and putting tension all over you.
You had tried to find other explanations for it, but the little devil on your shoulder had done its very best to cram up explanations that only strengthened your fears.
Ones that whispered in your ear that you really weren’t enough, and if you were only for now, only for these hours, only for some comfort, but not more. And maybe, yes, maybe you weren’t enough for the long run. Maybe you were just enough for these nights, and maybe it was just a matter of time until he would grow tired of you and go back to them, turn you into nothing more than a shadow of the past.
Slowly, you could feel a single hot tear falling from your eye and rolling down your temple until it fell on the pillow that cradled your head, forewarning others that already welled up in your eyes and got fueled by your thoughts and the big lump in your throat.
Fuck, you hated this. Sighing you reached up to brush the tears away, only leaving their damp trail behind while you turned your head to look outside the window, concentrate on the white snowy dots to distract yourself. Oh how you wished that you would just wake up and everything would be figured out. Just know how things stand, know what he felt for you, know that you were actually enough. 

Suddenly, you felt the mattress move a little, elicited by the man beside you whose movements immediately let your head snap towards him.
He grumbled, his face grimacing drowsily and a little confused while his eyes were still closed, his body somewhere between being asleep and awake while you stayed all still, not meaning to wake him.
But instead, he stirred some more, now passing over the edge to slowly waking up while you tried to figure out what would happen once he would open his eyes.
“Baby?”, Negan finally drowsily mumbled, a little confused by the lack of your warmth and your figure cuddled up to him, his brows furrowed while his eyes were still closed before they slowly opened, just enough to glimpse at you.
“Come back here”, he mumbled, grumbling a little as he stirred and shifted some more, rolling onto his side to reach out to you, caress his fingers over your arm while you tried to gulp the rest of the tears down, hoping he wouldn’t see them right away. But instead, he seemed to catch the brushed away tears from your cheeks in the faint light and your watery eyes, as his brows furrowed and he slowly propped himself onto his elbow to get a better look at you.

Keep reading

This was requested by @ly–canthrope​​ and is based on the song “You are enough” by Sleeping at last (you can find the lyrics at the end, below the tags) 

Hope you all enjoy this!!

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Snowflakes were swaying down the nightsky, passing along the window beside your bed, filling the darkness with small light spots that got thicker with every passing minute. A bit of the icy air from outside could slip through tiny leaky spots in the frame of the large factory window and brush over the parts of your body that weren’t engulfed by a thick blanket. 
Shivering, you slipped deeper underneath the sheets, feeling how your body yearned for the cozy warmth beside you. Slowly, you turned your head to its source, allowing your glance to land on the sleeping man next to you in bed. He was all still, only his chest was rising and falling in a steady rhythm underneath the white shirt while small, content breaths were slipping through his relaxed lips. His face was turned to you, the expression all calm and slackened, the brows that usually tended to perk playfully up when he was talking to you were now at ease. You weren’t even exaggerating when you said that he nearly looked like a painting in the faint moonlight, with that salt and pepper stubble covering his jaw and cheeks, those handsome features of his and the dark hair that looked a tiny bit tousled by now.
That view was nearly enough to keep you up all night, but that wasn’t actually the reason you were laying wide awake in your bed.
It was something that had simmered in you for a while, somewhere deep inside you and it had creeped it’s way up your body until it could fully sneak into your head tonight.
Were you enough for him?
It was an ugly thought, something that had enough power to send a stinging pain through you every time you just thought of that question but regardless of how much you tried to push it away and finally fall asleep, it always popped back up to torment you all over again. 
It took its roots in the incertainty about your relationship and its nearly secretive nature, and about the women who still called themselves his wives.
He wasn’t seeing them anymore, but yet they still paraded around the grad hall, wore the black dresses and yet the whole Sanctuary still thought these were the women who were with him. And you, well you were his little secret. You were his little escape from being the big bad wolf he was outside this apartment, from the work, the stress, the constant threat of the wandering dead outside the fences. 
Outside this room, there were no kisses, no loving touches, nothing of what you got as soon as the door of this room closed behind him; officially, his wives were the women by his side and you were maximally the girl Negan visited on her shifts from time to time to flirt a little, nothing more. 
It shouldn’t bother you this much, it really shouldn’t. You should just be glad to have someone, even if it was just for the nights, especially in these times. But you wanted more certainty nevertheless, the question was spooking too much through your head to keep on facing Negan without it popping back up and putting tension all over you.
You had tried to find other explanations for it, but the little devil on your shoulder had done its very best to cram up explanations that only strengthened your fears.
Ones that whispered in your ear that you really weren’t enough, and if you were only for now, only for these hours, only for some comfort, but not more. And maybe, yes, maybe you weren’t enough for the long run. Maybe you were just enough for these nights, and maybe it was just a matter of time until he would grow tired of you and go back to them, turn you into nothing more than a shadow of the past.
Slowly, you could feel a single hot tear falling from your eye and rolling down your temple until it fell on the pillow that cradled your head, forewarning others that already welled up in your eyes and got fueled by your thoughts and the big lump in your throat.
Fuck, you hated this. Sighing you reached up to brush the tears away, only leaving their damp trail behind while you turned your head to look outside the window, concentrate on the white snowy dots to distract yourself. Oh how you wished that you would just wake up and everything would be figured out. Just know how things stand, know what he felt for you, know that you were actually enough. 

Suddenly, you felt the mattress move a little, elicited by the man beside you whose movements immediately let your head snap towards him.
He grumbled, his face grimacing drowsily and a little confused while his eyes were still closed, his body somewhere between being asleep and awake while you stayed all still, not meaning to wake him.
But instead, he stirred some more, now passing over the edge to slowly waking up while you tried to figure out what would happen once he would open his eyes.
“Baby?”, Negan finally drowsily mumbled, a little confused by the lack of your warmth and your figure cuddled up to him, his brows furrowed while his eyes were still closed before they slowly opened, just enough to glimpse at you.
“Come back here”, he mumbled, grumbling a little as he stirred and shifted some more, rolling onto his side to reach out to you, caress his fingers over your arm while you tried to gulp the rest of the tears down, hoping he wouldn’t see them right away. But instead, he seemed to catch the brushed away tears from your cheeks in the faint light and your watery eyes, as his brows furrowed and he slowly propped himself onto his elbow to get a better look at you.

“Hey, you okay?”, he asked, his voice still sleepy while a shivering breath fell from your lips and you somehow tried to find the right way to answer him as he grew more restless.
”What’s wrong? Nightmare again?”, he mumbled, stroking his large hand over his face as if it could stroke the drowsiness away while you still had no idea what to say. Should you have this conversation with him now? In the middle of the night, tired and already upset?
”Sweetheart?”
Yes, you probably should. Negan wouldn’t let it rest now and maybe it was good this way. You wanted certainty, so you had to get it now.
“No, I uh…”, you mumbled, gulping as the words got stuck in your throat and you shifted uncomfortably over the sheets, watching as Negan’s brows perked up while you pushed yourself to get the question that had ghosted through your head finally out of your mouth.
“Am I enough for you?”, it finally fell from your lips, fear striking through you as soon as your voice hushed again and you weren’t sure what response to expect as Negan’s brows tightened and the muscles in his cheeks twitched.
“What?”, he asked, more confused than before as he leaned for a moment back to switch the small lamp on the nightstand on to get a better look at you as soon as he moved back and sat up on the bed,”Course you are, why-”
“I mean enough for something more than this secret thing here”, you said, moving up to sit as well, while your eyes wandered nervously from his, and your fingers began to fumble on the edge of one of the pillowcases before you forced yourself to look back at him.
“Is it really secret?”, he asked, his eyes burning into you as if he was trying to read all answers off your face. 
“It feels like it”,you said, growing more insecure even though an urge in you gladly pushed you to keep going and get those thoughts out of your system,”Outside this here we’re not acting like a-”
You’d almost said couple. Almost. Shit, you didn’t even know if you were that or if this conversation now would catapult you even farther from it.
“Like we are in here, not even close”,you switched it up quickly, your fingers still fumbling on the cloth, as you gulped thickly and still felt the pain and fear crawling through you,”It’s like I’m just your little escape for some comfort in the nights…nobody really knows of us they don’t think I’m with you, they think your wives are.”
“Baby, you know there’s nothing going on there-”
“I know, but it’s like-”, you added quickly, then stoping abruptly to sort the right words while you could feel Negan’s eyes burning into you as he shifted full of restlessness,”It’s like you could back out of this here anytime and everything would get back to business as usual for you and anybody else…and I’d just-”
“But I won’t back out”, Negan said, the tone in his voice almost pleading as his hand reached towards yours that still rested on the mattress, bringing you to look right back into his eyes.
“Then why are you keeping this so secretive? Why-”, you started, the warmth his last words had elicited still tainted by the doubt as you forced yourself to push out a question whose answer could hurt the most,”Why haven’t you left your wives yet?”
For a moment, it got silent in the room, Negan’s lips dropped a little open as he stared at you, his hand still resting on yours as he thickly gulped and let a deep breath fall from your lips, rising the tension within you up until the point that you felt like it would slowly tear you apart.
“Listen it’s not because I want a way back out of us, okay?”,he finally said, only taking the suspense off a little as he ran a hand over his stubble and squeezed your hand softly,”I thought it’s what would be easiest for you.”
What? Why should it be easier? So now, you were the one staring at him with in confusion furrowed brows, trying to figure out what he meant.
“Remember that time I wanted to cut some shifts for you? About two, three months ago?”, he asked, and though you were still confused you slowly nodded,”And I know you wanted to have those cuts so fucking bad but you said ‘no’ ‘cause you didn’t want to turn into some kinda outsider if people would think you’re getting advantages ‘cause you’re on “good” terms with the boss.”
Slowly, you started to connect the dots. You could still see yourself right at this exact spot here, curled up in his arms, exhausted and with muscles hurting from the work at the fences. He’d offered to take some shifts off your schedule, make sure you weren’t as drained of energy as you had been in these moments.
And he was right, you had wanted these cuts badly, but not badly enough to forget the glances you’d gotten once or twice before when Negan had rearranged some schedules a bit to give you some time off. Of course, they couldn’t have known for sure that this had been what had happened, but most people don’t really care if what they hear is one hundred percent true or not. Maybe you’d been a bit paranoid, but those odd glances they’d thrown at you, the way the bit of recognition you’d earned with hard work seemed to vanish with them had been enough for you to not take Negan’s offer.
And now that you thought about it, you could see where his thoughts were coming from.
“That’s why I didn’t push down on making it all official. ‘Cause fuck, people will definitely treat you different when we’re all out…thought if you don’t want the cuts you most definitely wouldn’t want us all out as well”, he said and slowly the suspense in you calmed down, replaced by some annoyance about yourself that you’d let your fears get the best of you instead of thinking further. Of course he would think that, it made sense now that you heard it, but in your head, the cuts that would only get you some more rest couldn’t compare to having him officially for yourself, something that would be worth dealing with whatever reaction would follow. You hadn’t even thought of a connection between these two things.
”I don’t need them, you say the word and I leave ‘em. But it will all change, that shit’s gonna spread like wildfire, more like those rumors already do, I just want you to know that.”
Negan’s voice was calm, genuine and his hand grasped yours a little tighter, turning it so your hand vanished fully in his while you slowly began to nod. Yeah, everything would change when you both were official. Work most definitely, the glances you’d first been intimidated by would be nothing compared to the talking behind your back and whatever else that would unleash as soon as the word would, be out but every good thing claims its sacrifices nowadays. But if you would get Negan completely, with neck and crop, without all the secret-mongering, the risk would be worth it.
“Then I’m gonna have to live with that”,you mumbled, squeezing his hand back while a small smile began to grow on your lips, pushing the last fear out of your body,”I…I want us…all the way.”
“Now if that isn’t one of the hottest things I’ve ever heard”, he chuckled, the tension falling from his face as well while a wide grin began to grow on his face ,”Then first thing I’ll do in the morning is make sure every fucker in this damn factory knows we’re the real deal.”
You nodded, feeling the warmth flowing inside you, mixing with some excitement, maybe even nervousness, but of the good kind this time before Negan moved his other hand up and caressed it over your cheek, letting it come to rest on your jaw, enough to let his fingers grasp it to make sure you kept looking straight at him.
“And don’t you ever fucking think you’re not enough for me”,he said, the tone nearly warning even though his rough voice was soothing and almost soft,”I promise, you’re enough.”
You slowly nodded again, feeling how the small smile on your lips grew a bit wider while more of the burden that had lasted on your shoulders seemed to fall off and lifted the pressure off you entirely.
“Fuck, you’re more than I could ever ask for”, Negan added, sending another warm shiver through you before he let his hand fall from your jaw and opened your arms ,”And now c’mere.”
You didn’t need a second invitation to move closer to him until you could climb between his legs and settle in his lap, feel his arms wrapping around you as you nuzzled your head into the curve of his warm neck, letting him engulf you in his scent and his warmth.
“We really talked past each other, huh?”, Negan mumbled as he leaned his head against yours, sighing thickly as he grasped you a little tighter,”Shit…never wanted you to feel like you’re not enough…feel like a fuckin’ asshole for not noticing.”
“No don’t”, you quickly shook your head, moving enough out of his neck’s crook to glance at him,”I could…no, I should have just asked you earlier…before letting some fears fuck with my head.”
“Well, I could’ve asked too…Next time you please talk to me before you’re crying in the middle of the fucking night, okay”,he said, the expression on his face serious before the corners of his lips began to twitch slightly,”That’s an order.”
“Okay, I’ll follow that one”, you chuckled, watching as his lips widened out into the grin you knew so well, the one that could still get your knees to turn into jello.
“Good”, he nodded, shifting slightly to get a better look at you,”And I’ll ask you too before thinking up some bullshit.”
You nodded back, watching as Negan’s grin mixed up with a smile before he slowly leaned in and let his lips meet yours, caressing over them while his beard softly tickled you, and a low growl rumbled up his chest and vibrated against your skin, stirring up the tingling in your stomach.
“Well shit, now I can’t wait for tomorrow”, he mumbled against your lips as soon as you parted a little, pecking yours once more in the very next moment while a small chuckle left your lips. 
“Me neither”, you mumbled, watching as Negan’s eyes lit up like the ones of an excited kid on Christmas eve, impatient to wait for the morning to unwrap their presents. Surprisingly, Negan didn’t add anything onto that and just pulled you back against him, enough for you to cuddle yourself back against his chest and to let your head rest on his shoulder while his arms wrapped you up in his embrace.
And slowly, it got silent in the room, enough to hear the wind outside that brushed against the factory windows, whose frames got adorned with snow, leaving just enough space to get a good look outside and into the darkness that was still filled with small, white dots.
“We’re gonna have a whole ass winter wonderland outside tomorrow”, Negan mumbled into your hair, nuzzling his nose against you as you softly nodded, cuddling deeper into him while you watched the snow flakes swaying down the night sky, just like you had done it before.
But differently to these moments that had been marked by sadness and fear, you now looked at them with a smile on your face, knowing too well that the wish of waking up one day and having everything figured out wouldn’t be a wish anymore.
Tomorrow, when you’d wake up in Negan’s arms, the snowflakes would have covered the world in a white coat of snow and everything would be fine, everything would be just like you dared to dream.

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“You are enough”

When we woke up
The world was figured out
Beyond the beauty we’ve dreamt about
This brilliant light is brighter than we’ve known
Without our darkness to prove it so
Still, we can’t help but to examine it
To add our question marks to periods
At the foot of our bed, we found an envelope…

“You are enough”
These little words, somehow they’re changing us
“You are enough”
So we let our shadows fall away like dust

When we grew up
Our shadows grew up too
But they’re just old ghosts
That we grow attached to
The tragic flaw is that they hide the truth

That you’re enough
I promise you’re enough
I promise you’re enough, i promise you

“You are enough”
These little words, somehow they’re changing us
“You are enough”
So we let our shadows fall away like dust
“You are enough”
These little words, somehow they’re changing us
Let it go, let it go, “you are enough”
So we let our shadows fall away like dust

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“Fuck, your hands are cold!”, Negan nearly called out as he stared down at your hands in his large palms, swollen and red from the snow outside the Sanctuary and the rough wood of the shovel you’d held onto for the last hour.
You only nodded as Negan moved his thumbs along the sides of your hands, the heat of his own soothing you a little while it made your stomach tingle more as you caught his eyes roaming over your face.
They were curious and had that teasing, roguish glance stuck in them, mixed up with the warmth you’d been seeing more and more over the last while. The only things that could distract you from his eyes were the snowflakes that were floating down the sky, some of them landing in his black hair that set a strong contrast in the bright surrounding and entangled in his beard, while he flashed a wide, toothy grin that let his dimples show beneath the thick salt and pepper stubble. 
“Gotta get these nice and warm again, huh?”, he mumbled as his eyes dropped back down to your entangled hands as his grasped yours tighter and brought them closer to him, leading them a little up before some moving figures that you could see from the corners of your eyes caught your attention.
Your glance swayed to the three men that were standing by one of the entrances, smoking cigarettes that filled the cold air with some gray hot smoke while they watched you and their leader closely, talking and looking over again and again, almost like little girls on the school yard.
“Oh, guess they like watchin’”, Negan’s deep voice huffed, the annoyance clearly audible even though the grin was still on his lips before it suddenly flattened and his eyes narrowed into a threatening glare.
“Hey creeps, don’t ya got fucking work to do?”, he nearly roared through the air,  loud and firm, enough to let the grown men at the entrance flinch a little, throw their cigarettes in record time to the snowy ground, putting them out with their shoes and the help of the snow as they hastily nodded.
“Yes, boss”, they called back out, nodding again before they hurried inside and shut the heavy metal door with a loud bang behind them, leaving you alone with Negan in the courtyard. 
“Well, back to it”, he chuckled in the next moment, grasping your hands a little tighter as he held them closer and leaned down, enough to feel his hot breath brushing over your swollen knuckles. One good thing about the icy outside was that your cheeks were already reddened anyway by the cold, the blush that was creeping onto them not as noticeable but still, and much to your dislike, Negan seemed to notice what he was doing there to you with these couple touches. 
“What?”, he mumbled, grinning only wider as he lead your hands higher up, enough to brush his lips over your fingers, showing you exactly that he was aware on his effect on you in these very moments.
“Nothing”, you mumbled anyway, mirroring his grin slightly that only grew into a roguish smirk while his rough beard stubble was tickling your sensitive skin, creating a contrast to the surprising softness of his lips.
“Mhmm sure”, he husked, his eyes not leaving yours as his thumbs kept stroking over the side of your hands and warmed them second by second more up with his large palms. A soft chuckle fell from your lips as you shook your head softly about him which only motivated him to keep going with his caresses. 
“Didn’t get yourself some gloves just for this here now huh?”, Negan mumbled, the tease clearly audible in his voice as he grinned at you, sneaking his tongue over his lower lip,”Hoped I’d put those pretty hands in my pants.”
“I didn’t”, you laughed, nudging his arm a little with your elbow while more heat rose up into your cheeks, too much by now to be explained by the cold,”Didn’t find any and Simon was stressing us to get outside.”
“Well, looks like I gotta talk to my second hand man”, Negan replied quickly, brushing over your flushed cheeks much to your surprise while he grasped your hands a little tighter ,”Just gotta decide if I gotta scold the shit out of him or thank him for giving me that here.” 
You wanted to reply something, but your mind was blank for a moment as you just stared at him with slightly opened lips that waited for your head to give it some words to say. But instead you just let out another soft chuckle and shook your head again, glimpsing at him as he held your hands a little lower, close to his chest, still keeping them warm and cozy, oppositely to the rest of your body that was exposed to the icy coldness and got struck by a shiver that ran down your back, eliciting trembles to shake through you.
“Shit, you’re freezing”, he grumbled, the grin flattening for a moment before it grew wide once more, “C’mon let’s get in and get ya warmed up. Your shift’s over for today and that’s a damn command!”
“Good”, you chuckled, not complaining about that order as you felt more cold creeping from your feet up your legs, and felt it brushing over your skin and slipping down your thick jacket.
Negan only let go of one of your hands in the next moment, keeping the other in his as he nodded towards the door the men had slipped through earlier and started to trudge through the fresh snow, leading you along with him while the snowfall began to get heavier. The snowflakes seemed to get thicker as they fell from the sky and landed onto both of you, entangling in your hair and smoothing against your clothes while you held onto Negan’s hand, an urge inside you yearning to get as much of his warmth as you could until he would let go of you again.
“I already got some plans how to get you heated up again”, Negan laughed as you got closer to the door, grinning widely at you as the tingling warmth inside you let you ignore the freezing cold, your icy feet and the goosebumps that had spread by now over your whole body, and instead let you only focus on the tall man beside you as you laughed back at him.
“Yeah, that’s what I already thought.”

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“Fuck, your hands are cold!”, Negan nearly called out as he stared down at your hands in his large palms, swollen and red from the snow outside the Sanctuary and the rough wood of the shovel you’d held onto for the last hour.
You only nodded as Negan moved his thumbs along the sides of your hands, the heat of his own soothing you a little while it made your stomach tingle more as you caught his eyes roaming over your face.
They were curious and had that teasing, roguish glance stuck in them, mixed up with the warmth you’d been seeing more and more over the last while. The only things that could distract you from his eyes were the snowflakes that were floating down the sky, some of them landing in his black hair that set a strong contrast in the bright surrounding and entangled in his beard, while he flashed a wide, toothy grin that let his dimples show beneath the thick salt and pepper stubble. 
“Gotta get these nice and warm again, huh?”, he mumbled as his eyes dropped back down to your entangled hands as his grasped yours tighter and brought them closer to him, leading them a little up before some moving figures that you could see from the corners of your eyes caught your attention.
Your glance swayed to the three men that were standing by one of the entrances, smoking cigarettes that filled the cold air with some gray hot smoke while they watched you and their leader closely, talking and looking over again and again, almost like little girls on the school yard.
“Oh, guess they like watchin’”, Negan’s deep voice huffed, the annoyance clearly audible even though the grin was still on his lips before it suddenly flattened and his eyes narrowed into a threatening glare.
“Hey creeps, don’t ya got fucking work to do?”, he nearly roared through the air,  loud and firm, enough to let the grown men at the entrance flinch a little, throw their cigarettes in record time to the snowy ground, putting them out with their shoes and the help of the snow as they hastily nodded.
“Yes, boss”, they called back out, nodding again before they hurried inside and shut the heavy metal door with a loud bang behind them, leaving you alone with Negan in the courtyard. 
“Well, back to it”, he chuckled in the next moment, grasping your hands a little tighter as he held them closer and leaned down, enough to feel his hot breath brushing over your swollen knuckles. One good thing about the icy outside was that your cheeks were already reddened anyway by the cold, the blush that was creeping onto them not as noticeable but still, and much to your dislike, Negan seemed to notice what he was doing there to you with these couple touches. 
“What?”, he mumbled, grinning only wider as he lead your hands higher up, enough to brush his lips over your fingers, showing you exactly that he was aware on his effect on you in these very moments.
“Nothing”, you mumbled anyway, mirroring his grin slightly that only grew into a roguish smirk while his rough beard stubble was tickling your sensitive skin, creating a contrast to the surprising softness of his lips.
“Mhmm sure”, he husked, his eyes not leaving yours as his thumbs kept stroking over the side of your hands and warmed them second by second more up with his large palms. A soft chuckle fell from your lips as you shook your head softly about him which only motivated him to keep going with his caresses. 
“Didn’t get yourself some gloves just for this here now huh?”, Negan mumbled, the tease clearly audible in his voice as he grinned at you, sneaking his tongue over his lower lip,”Hoped I’d put those pretty hands in my pants.”
“I didn’t”, you laughed, nudging his arm a little with your elbow while more heat rose up into your cheeks, too much by now to be explained by the cold,”Didn’t find any and Simon was stressing us to get outside.”
“Well, looks like I gotta talk to my second hand man”, Negan replied quickly, brushing over your flushed cheeks much to your surprise while he grasped your hands a little tighter ,”Just gotta decide if I gotta scold the shit out of him or thank him for giving me that here.” 
You wanted to reply something, but your mind was blank for a moment as you just stared at him with slightly opened lips that waited for your head to give it some words to say. But instead you just let out another soft chuckle and shook your head again, glimpsing at him as he held your hands a little lower, close to his chest, still keeping them warm and cozy, oppositely to the rest of your body that was exposed to the icy coldness and got struck by a shiver that ran down your back, eliciting trembles to shake through you.
“Shit, you’re freezing”, he grumbled, the grin flattening for a moment before it grew wide once more, “C’mon let’s get in and get ya warmed up. Your shift’s over for today and that’s a damn command!”
“Good”, you chuckled, not complaining about that order as you felt more cold creeping from your feet up your legs, and felt it brushing over your skin and slipping down your thick jacket.
Negan only let go of one of your hands in the next moment, keeping the other in his as he nodded towards the door the men had slipped through earlier and started to trudge through the fresh snow, leading you along with him while the snowfall began to get heavier. The snowflakes seemed to get thicker as they fell from the sky and landed onto both of you, entangling in your hair and smoothing against your clothes while you held onto Negan’s hand, an urge inside you yearning to get as much of his warmth as you could until he would let go of you again.
“I already got some plans how to get you heated up again”, Negan laughed as you got closer to the door, grinning widely at you as the tingling warmth inside you let you ignore the freezing cold, your icy feet and the goosebumps that had spread by now over your whole body, and instead let you only focus on the tall man beside you as you laughed back at him.
“Yeah, that’s what I already thought.”

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“Damn rain ruined our cookout”, you grumbled into Negan’s white shirt as you watched the raindrops splatter onto the metallic top of the grill that should have been by now home of sizzling steaks and sausages.

Instead you found yourself laying in Negan’s arms, leaned against his side on the porch swing, feeling its soft movements dangling the both of you while some lonely water drops of the summer rain made their way here and there towards your skin.

“Maybe that but not the whole fucking evening”, Negan mumbled into your hair before he leaned a little in to press a kiss on your forehead.

Just as you cuddled a little more up to him and felt his hand wandering over your legs that were swung over his, another bunch of raindrops splattered against the porch’s railing and bounced up into your direction.

Within the moment the drops hit the skin of your legs and Negan’s arms you could suddenly feel his lips forming into a big grin against your forehead.

“You know what, Baby? I got an idea”, he grumbled smirking, loosening his grasp on you before he let your legs slide off his lap, stood up and nodded towards the rain as he stretched one of his large hands out for you to take it.

“Let’s make this rain our damn bitch”, he chuckled with a wider grin, anticipation already spread all over his handsome features while your glance went for a short moment outside where the rain was falling in long, tight threads to the ground.

If you were honest, they did seem very tempting to your inner child.

“I mean, the rain’s gotta be warm and y’know I’ll make it fucking fun”, Negan chuckled before you glanced back at him and saw into is eyes that were filled with utter joy and excitement.

Within seconds he had persuaded you and made you slide your hands quickly into his large palm before you saw the grin on his face widening as he grasped your hand tighter and helped you with ease up.

Just moments later you found yourself standing in the warm summer rain, feeling it falling on your skin and pelting down onto your clothes as it let the light fabric cling to your body within seconds before Negan’s warm hand was slowly leaving yours.

Before you had fully recognized him slipping from your side you suddenly felt large splashes of water hitting your skin, letting your glance snap up only to look into to the roguish, almost devilish amused, face of Negan who had one of his feet buried in a puddle of rainwater and didn’t wait another second to let it snap up again to hit you with the next splash.

“Oh you asshole”, you called indignantly but laughing out, looking wide eyed at him while a booming and throaty laughter mumbled through his broad chest.
“Ah come on, you else never fucking complain when I spurt on you”, Negan chuckled as some wet strand of his dark hair detached from their slicked back state and fell into his face while the smirk on his face grew wider.

You let out a chuckling groan, shaking your head playfully about him before you felt another splash hitting your skin and letting you flinch up. 

And even though the way Negan’s wet clothes clung to his body, the way he stroke his dark and wet hair with a wide grin on his lips back and the way the raindrops ran down his skin almost caught all of your attention for a moment, the revenge thoughts quickly got it back.

“Just you wait!”, you called snickering out through the rain that kept pelting with small thuds onto the earthy and grassy ground while Negan rose his eyebrows and let his tongue run teasingly over his lower lip as if he wanted to spur you even more on.

Giving him one last grin you turned around and paced over to the small flower field at the hedge, already seeing the watering can lingering by its side that had filled itself with rainwater by now.

“Oh hell no”, you heard Negan call from somewhere behind you, catching on about what you were heading for while it just made you run faster as Negan’s splashing footsteps sounded closer and closer through to you.

More laughs left your lips as made your way closer to the watering can but almost tripped on the slippery grass before you finally grabbed the green can and turned as fast around as its weight allowed you to.

Catching Negan just a few feet away from you, you heft the can more up, wrapped your hands around its end before pushing it away from you, letting the water rush out of its larger opening in a big splash right against his tall frame.

“Holy Fuck!”, he called out as the water hit his face and his broad shoulders, soaking his shirt even more than it already was before his eyes darted right at you again as he stroke another bunch of wet hair strand out of his face.

“Ya better run”, Negan said lowly, smirking wolfishly as he was already beginning to take some teasingly slow steps towards you in the pelting rain before suddenly letting his arms and hands shot towards you, trying to grasp you as you jumped back as new laughter erupted both of your bodies.

Feeling how more and more raindrops ran down your skin and the water of the ground splattered against your legs with each fast step you took, you ran faster, trying to outrun Negan who was already on his way to you, coming closer and closer with each of his large steps.

“You won’t get me”, you called out, already breathing heavily as more chuckles left your lips before you suddenly felt his fingers trying to grasp your waist.

A gasp left your lips as soon as his fingers tightened, his large hands cupped your sides before he stopped you completely by wrapping his strong arms around you and pulling you against his firm and wet chest.

“Gotcha”, Negan drawled as his hot breath vibrated against your ear and his arms tightened a little more around your body.

“And you can bet your sweet ass on that I won’t fucking let you go again”, he chuckled, his wet and warm lips pressing in against your jaw and down your neck before he let his teeth tug softly on the sensitive skin of your neck.

“You’re just afraid you’re gonna get another load of water”, you chuckled, turning around in his arms to face him as he leaned closer in to you.

A wet hair strand fell into his face while more rain drops got caught in his salt and pepper beard before his grin grew even wider, “The only fucking one who’s gonna get a damn load is you”, he chuckled lowly against your lips before he quickly captured them and pulled you in a deep kiss.

Almost as if the rain was melting the both of you into each other you stood in the middle of the garden, slinging your arms around his neck and burying your fingers in his tousled hair, while Negan pressed your body closer against his as deep growls rumbled through his chest and vibrated in an intoxicating rhythm against you.

Almost breathless you let go of each other, his lips hovering still closely above yours before another chuckle wandered up his throat as he leaned in to give your lips another peck.

“Now lets get inside”, he murmured with his deep drawling voice against your wet skin, “Gotta peel that wet shit off of you…unless you wanna fuck in the rain?”

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Prompt 64: “ You’re so fucking beautiful.”

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“Mornin’, Baby”, Negan’s drowsy voice grumbled as you slowly let your eyes flutter open, his warmth still completely surrounding you as you were cuddled against his cozy chest.
“Morning”, you yawned, nuzzling your face for some more moments into his skin, taking in his pleasant scent while your fingertips felt the slight tickling of his dark chest hair beneath them as a content growl rumbled through his body and let it vibrate against you.
With another small yawn you backed your head a little away and let your sleepy eyes glance up at him, a small grin playing around the corners of his lips as his dozy eyes wandered over your face.
“You’re so fucking beautiful”, Negan mumbled drowsily as a big smile slipped onto your lips even though a small groan rumbled through your throat as well.
“I just woke up…I look like a pollywog”, you sleepily chuckled as you buried your face back into his warm chest.
“Bullshit”, Negan grumbled with a small laugh as he wrapped his arms tighter around you and pressed a sloppy kiss on the top of your head, keeping you some longer just like that in his arms before his drowsy voice sounded after a cozy while of just laying in each other’s embraces through to you.

“Also don’t think a fucking pollywog could get me that rock hard…or make me cum so fucking hard”, he purred with a chuckle as his rough voice emphasized the ‘hard’s especially strong.
“Oh my”, you chuckled drowsily and playfully shoved his chest as you heard his throaty laugh and felt the way his hot breath hit your skin, just before your felt him shifting his body against yours, his arms tightening until he rolled himself with a drowsy groan on top of you.
Feeling his lips meeting the sensitive skin of your neck you let out a pleasant hum, your fingers finding their way into his dark and from the sleep tousled hair before he tightened his arms around you and made you feel the sizable bulge that was beginning to grow beneath his boxers.
“Want me to prove it?”, he asked as he backed a little away, the grin plastered over his face before his lips meet yours in a longing kiss and let the heat in your body grow.
His lips yearningly caressed yours until he let go of you and raised his brows with an even wider grin that flashed over his lips as a small chuckle escaped your lips.
“I insist on it.”

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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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Warm sun rays danced over your skin as the sleep slowly loosened its grasp on you.
Slowly diving out of the sleep’s depths, your body began to sense first feelings and touches again, each of them helping you softly to leave the night behind yourself and to start a new day.

Hot breath that ghosted over your skin, leaving small goosebumps of comfort all over your body and made small shivers of warmth run up and down your spine.

Warm lips that met your skin repeatedly, leaving a warm trail over the side of your neck as their soft and caressing touches brought their warmth into your body.

Rough beard stubble that combined with the softness of the lips, setting a contrast that grew into an intoxicating sensation, before they purposely but still softly chafed over you skin, teasingly and purposely using their ability to tickle you gently

Soft sheets that hugged your body smoothly, tucking you in between their comforting fabric and cuddly pillows as they build a home for anything they were swathing

Strong arms that wrapped tighter around you, enclosing you completely as they pulled you closer against a warm chest, soft and short curls of chest hair softly tickling your skin as long legs entangled with yours, one hooking around yours to keep you even closer

Familiar scent that was enshrouding you softly, creating a comfort that streamed through every fibre of your body until it had completely filled you up.

Deep growls and hums that rumbled through the warm chest and vibrated against your back, the deepness and the familiar tone arising from a voice as smooth as velvet but raspy and rough as barbed wire at the same time. 

With each passing second you let the sleep more and more behind yourself until your eyes eventually fluttered slowly open.
A small dozy hum left your mouth as you felt the lips that were pressing another kiss on your skin forming into something that swung between a smile and a wide grin.
Just as you cuddled closer into the warmth you were longing so much for you heard a throaty but drowsy chuckle filling the air before you turned to its source.
Your glance met familiar hazel eyes that were filled up with deep affection, growing yearning and jollying excitement all at once.

With lips that were curling more up with each moment and dark strands of hair that hung tousled instead of slicked back into his face, he leaned down until his forehead leaned against yours and his hot breath met your skin once again before his deep voice spoke up as he pulled you closer against his warm chest:
“Good Mornin’, Baby”


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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”


(the gif isn’t mine/I found it on google/credit to the original owner)
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