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naughtyneganjdm · 1 year ago

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Something Like This

Summary: Flirting with Negan leads to you being handcuffed to his bed where he has his way with you.

Characters: Negan, the reader (OC, second person) & Simon.

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47638099

Warnings: 18+, Swearing, smut, oral, use of toys, use of handcuffs, no use of Y/N, etc.

Notes: This goes with the smut prompts that I was given. An anonymous gave me “i've never done something like this before” and @jwritesfanfics gave me “shh. there’s people in the other room.“ So I ran with both of them for this fic. I’m not someone that really enjoys writing second person for fics, so I hope this is okay. It’s pure smut with no plot which usually isn’t my thing either. Tried being a big different with this one. Thanks for reading!

With the final click of the metal around your wrists, you looked up to see that they were handcuffed to the headboard making you whine. An amused rumble of a laugh fell deep from Negan making you lower your head to see that he was gazing over your body with you stretched out naked at the center of his bed. Moving was hard because he had your feet tied to the lower bed posts. For a while now the two of you had been flirting back and forth. It started out innocent, but progressively got more intense with the two of you making out after a poker game that Simon had put on for the saviors. Negan had invited you to the game and afterwards the two of you had found yourselves in one of the hallways kissing but were interrupted by Simon.

That night Negan invited you to his room today promising something big for you if you waited things out for him and of course you accepted. From the moment you arrived at The Sanctuary you had your eye on Negan. And not just because he was the leader. It was the way he carried himself. There was so much that was incredibly charming about him. Sure, he was an asshole, but that was part of what you liked about him. Negan was the whole package from his attitude to his looks, you liked it all.

Laying before him, you felt bare. Your heart was pounding in your chest making your body shake as Negan stood up from the bed to stare down at you with his dilated hazel eyes. Everything ached and it took a whole hell of a lot out of you stripping down in front of him today when he asked that of you. There was no build up when you entered his room. Negan had been sitting on the couch at the corner of his room and demanded you to take your clothes off. At first you thought he was joking, but he wasn’t. He wanted to inspect you and admire your confidence when you stripped down for him. Originally, you thought he would get naked too, but when he commanded you to lay at the center of his bed, you listened. And before he handcuffed and tied you up, he asked for permission which you happily gave.

Call you crazy, but you were interested in being kinky and you liked where things were going.

“Damn baby,” Negan rumbled dragging his leather covered fingers up your thigh making you shake against his touch. “You look amazing.”

“And you are too clothed,” you panted feeling your throat dry while he stood above you with a wolfish grin. Bouncing his eyebrows, Negan tipped his head to the side and ate you alive with his stare. Whimpering out, you tossed your head back when his palm caressed further up and slid between your thighs. The leather palmed in over the most intimate parts of your body making you coo. “Negan.”

“So sensitive,” Negan growled pulling his hand away making you frown. That was too little of a touch. You wanted more. Walking around the bed, Negan stood at the bottom to get a better look at you and he clicked his tongue at the top of his mouth. “God, look at you. Just fucking stretched out completely vulnerable. I could do anything to you right now and there would be nothing you could do about it.”

He wasn’t wrong. You were his for the taking. There was something incredibly exciting about that. You had no power and he held control over you. Your lips parted, your hips arching up making him hum. You wanted him. You wanted him bad and he knew that, “Please.”

“Please what?” Negan slurred, his right eyebrow arching in amusement with you begging him for his attention.

“I want you,” you answered making that cocky, arrogant smile expand over his features. “I want you so bad.”

“Oh honey, I know you do,” Negan smirked placing a single knee onto the bottom of the bed, slowly lowering down between your thighs making you shake with him so close. The warmth of his breath pressed over your inner thigh and it made you gasp. “Look at you tremoring only with me between your thighs like this. You want it so much.”

Biting at your bottom lip, you felt Negan’s lips pressing in over the inside of your thigh and it made you suck in a sharp breath. The way that his short beard brushed against your flesh felt amazing as he began to kiss further up your thigh. Humming, Negan bit at your flesh and sucked faintly at it. That was his way of leaving his mark on you and you knew that. Closing your eyes, you purred out when Negan’s kisses raised further up toward your core.

“Negan,” you panted out, lifting your head just enough to watch him bury his head between your thighs to finally kiss over the most intimate parts of your body. They were teasing at first simply just pressing slight kisses at the flesh. When his tongue dragged out across the length of your sex, it had your fingers curling up and pain flooded your wrists from the cool metal of the handcuffs tugging on them. Small flicks of his tongue pressed in over your clitoris making you cry out. Dropping your head back, you could barely contain yourself when his lips surrounded your clit while sucking at the sensitive bundle of nerves. “Please…”

Laughing against your pussy, Negan outstretched his tongue and shook his head from side to side making you arch your hips up toward his movements. Just the wet sound his mouth made over you was driving you crazy.

“You’ve wanted this, haven’t you?” his deep raspy voice surrounded you and God was it appealing. Everything about him was. Nodding, you couldn’t say much when you felt his fingers lifting to trace over your flesh. “You’re so fucking wet. Which is gonna make this so much easier.”

Sliding one of his large, slender digits inside of you, Negan took his time pumping in and out of the depths of your tight canal making him groan. Hooking your eyes with Negan, you could see the ego that started flooding him when he inserted another finger and had you shaking on the bed before him. Just from how good he was with his fingers had you eager for more. He knew where to touch, the right pace to move his fingers and he was good at noting what you liked. What made you tremor, what made you moan. Just when your body started to heat up, Negan was pulling his fingers from you with a tsking sound when you whined. Crawling over you, Negan reached beside the bed to pull open the nightstand. Grabbing what he wanted, Negan’s arrogant smile grew and he made an entertained sound.

“What are you doing?” you questioned hating that you were no longer getting the stimulation that Negan had been giving you. Once your eyes fell upon what he had grabbed you felt your heart skip a beat. “What is that?”

“It’s a vibrator. A nifty little one,” Negan held it up for you to inspect the purple-colored device making your lips part. “This part goes inside of you and presses against your g-spot and the other end slides over your clitoris. It’s no hands. Might not look like much, but it’s powerful as fuck.”

“It sounds interesting, but I would rather have you,” you lifted up to try to meet Negan in a kiss, but he pulled back with a shake of his head. Biting down on your bottom lip, you watched Negan reached between your thighs to adjust your hips so he could insert it inside of you carefully. Taking his time to get the device in place made you whimper with the pressure you immediately felt. “Negan?”

“I know you want daddy’s big cock inside of you, but I have a meeting in my office,” Negan mused with a deep rumble of laughter watching the way the color drained from your face. “See, this is remote controlled…”

Clearing your throat, you watched Negan reach for the remote from the drawer that he had just been in. Wiggling the small remote, Negan gave a snort watching you look to him with worry in your eyes, “Something tells me you’re a dirty girl that needs to be punished. And that’s exactly what daddy is going to do to you today.”

“Negan, I just…” you cried out watching Negan push one of the buttons on the remote and immediately the buzzing from the vibrator was heard, but boy was it fucking felt. Tossing your head back into the pillows you realized that Negan wasn’t kidding. It was incredibly strong leaving you panting when he finally turned it off. “You can’t be serious. You’re going to leave me in here like this? What if someone comes in?”

“No one comes into my room and if they did, they know better than to touch what’s mine,” Negan dragged his fingers down over your jawline, hovering his lips over yours. Finally lowering down, Negan claimed your lips in a kiss that took your breath away. When he pulled away and stood up from the bed, you immediately shook your head.

“I’ve never done something like this before,” you informed him looking down at the device that was perfectly pressed up against your g-spot and your clit providing an unbelievable amount of stimulation just from the fit of the device alone without Negan having it turned on. “I can just wait until your meeting is over.”

“Nope, no…” Negan denied, sucking at his bottom lip showing that he was proud of this whole thing. “It’s either this or nothing at all. Daddy controls your orgasms today until he’s ready to come and play or you get nothing.”

“Fuck Negan,” you hissed hearing his laughter follow and you swallowed down hard. You didn’t have much of a choice. You wanted Negan and if this was the only way, you were going to listen. It was demeaning, it was torture, but you wanted to be his. You wanted him. You’d just have to put up with the risk. “Okay.”

“I thought you’d be a good girl and agree to it,” Negan snickered holding the remote up giving it another wiggle. Clicking the button again had your hips bouncing up when the vibrations started again. This was why he had your wrists and legs tied. It was a form of torture that appealed to him knowing that you couldn’t do anything about it. “God, you look so fucking beautiful squirming at the center of my bed.”

Clutching your fingers shut, you whined with the way the vibrator immediately made your body shake. Your eyes slammed shut, your heart racing. Moans fell from your throat involuntarily and Negan shook his head, “Shh...there’s people in the other room. They are going to be able to hear you in my office if you keep being so loud.”

Right when it felt like you were going to come, Negan turned it off making you hiss out his name, “Fucking hell.”

“I’ll be back,” Negan winked after sliding the remote into his pocket. The room felt like it was spinning around you and you turned your head to see that he stopped at the door. “You be a good girl and I promise you that you won’t regret it.”

With a nod, you couldn’t find words when Negan chuckled and left the room leaving you at the center of his bed, tied up and desperate for an orgasm. Gazing around his bedroom, you wondered how you ended up here and why Negan thought this would be good to do with you. The two of you hadn’t even had sex yet.

Through the walls you could hear Negan’s booming voice and you knew that was his way of letting you know that he was there. You wondered what this whole thing really was. Why he was putting you through this. Maybe he was just that cruel. You weren’t sure. All you knew was that you were his to torture for however long he pleased.

Licking your lips, you wondered if you could wiggle your hips enough to get the device loose, but it also made you think about how Negan told you that if you were good that you would be rewarded. So you just laid back and waited. Muffled voices were heard through the wall and you listened carefully. Just when you felt like maybe Negan forgot about the device he had inside of you, you felt the buzzing start up again making you cry out.

Biting out into your bottom lip, you tried to hold back your cries while the strong vibrations flooded throughout your body. Undoubtedly Negan was enjoying this knowing exactly what he was doing to you. Closing your eyes, you licked at your lips and squirmed at the center of his bed. You wondered if Negan had put it on the strongest power, but when it started pulsing differently you realized that there were different patterns to the vibrator.

Lifting your head, you felt your muscles in your body tensing up. Everything inside of you was on fire. A warmth flooded at your core, your thighs starting to shake and just when you felt like you were about to come it came to an immediate stop. Scoffing, you buried your head back further into Negan’s pillows hating that he was tormenting you like this.

This time the wait didn’t last long and when he turned it back on, the vibration was stronger than the previous ones. Thrusting your hips up, you bounced up toward the sensation knowing that your body was already so sensitive. A rush flooded to your head making your vision black over. Moaning out, you trembled when this time Negan allowed you to reach that orgasm. It was so strong that you shook at the center of his bed, but you weren’t allowed to move much because of being tied down. Negan was a cruel man and you were beginning to understand that.

You thought it would be like the times before with Negan turning the device off, but instead the vibrations changed and the pulses were strong. Everything was sensitive as it was, so you whined and whimpered with it continuing to stimulate you.

“Fuck,” you tried to move knowing that your heart rate was pounding inside of you. Negan was keeping it on to see how loud he could get you. You knew at this point that you weren’t quiet enough for the people in the next room not to hear. This was amusing him because he definitely heard you. Thrashing back against his bed, your hips arched up and you were coming again. Except this time it was so much more powerful and you were shaking to the core. Your head ached, your body sore from how hard this orgasm actually was compared to the first. “Negan!”

Hearing you call out his name must have alerted him that you needed a break because the device turned off. Your body was still humming even with the device off. Frowning, you looked down and wondered if you would even be ready for Negan by the time he came back.

God knows how long you laid at the center of that bed. Negan knew exactly what he would be doing to your body. You were worn out after everything, drunk off all the orgasms that he had been able to pull from you with the vibrator. By the time he finally returned, you were weak against the center of his bed sweating and panting.

“Look at you,” Negan growled moving into the room, pulling his leather jacket off and tossing it onto the chair that was at the corner of the room. Pulling off the leather glove, Negan dragged his thumb across his bottom lip and snickered. “You are worn out. You took that shit like a champ, didn’t you?”

“You’re an asshole,” you whined watching him sit on the edge of the bed. Negan’s nose wrinkled and he reached out to grab the vibrator pulling it unhurriedly from your body. Arching your hips toward the movement, Negan let out an amused rumble seeing it covered in your release.

“I know,” Negan set the device down on the nightstand. Looking between your thighs, he bobbed his head and it showed that he was proud. “How many times did you come?”

“I…don’t know,” you were honest feeling his fingers stroking over the length of your extremely tingling sex. Negan pressed his index finger and middle finger inside of you while stroking the rough pad of his thumb over your sensitive clitoris. Mewling out, your hips arched up knowing that he was focusing on your g-spot with his long fingers.

“Who do you belong to?” Negan demanded an answer from you, using his free hand to grab a hold of your jawline to get you to look at him. Behind fatigued eyes, you stared out at him feeling the thrusts of his fingers extremely rough inside of you. Wet sounds followed the thrusts making you cry out. “Speak when you are spoken to.”

“You,” you felt his grasp getting tighter on your jaw. Swallowing down hard, you closed your eyes and felt your hips twitching. “Negan, I belong to Negan.”

“That’s right baby, you belong to me,” Negan responded, his eyes narrowing when he pulled his fingers away from your body before you could come again. Standing up, Negan muttered something under his breath before reaching for the perfectly clean white t-shirt that covered his body. Once he got it from his body, he dropped it onto the floor and then kicked out of his boots. “You soaked my bed.”

“You soaked your bed,” you commented, your eyes focused on his slender body while he pulled the belt he was wearing apart. Finally getting to see Negan’s body was a gift in itself. You just wished you weren’t tied up like this.

“I guess I should take credit for that,” Negan agreed with you, unzipping his pants and then tugging at the material. Getting his pants to his ankles, Negan stopped to gaze over your body. Squeezing at the large bulge at the center of his gray colored boxer briefs, Negan could see your lips parting and he smiled. “God, hearing you in there has me so fucking hard. If I didn’t get in here when I did, I may have fucking come in my pants hearing you crying out my name.”

“Why was your meeting in your office? You usually have your meetings on the first floor,” you reminded him hearing him snickering and you shook your head. “You wanted people to hear me, didn’t you?”

“Every once in a while, I like to remind people what’s mine,” Negan answered, hooking his fingers into the waistband of his boxer briefs. Pushing the material down his body allowed his girthy, solid length to bounce free from the prison it was behind. Purring out, you felt your core immediately heating up again at the sight of his cock. Negan wasn’t lying, he was rock hard. The veins in his cock were prominent. Licking your lips, you couldn’t help but notice his size. He was both long and thick. For so long you wondered if the arrogance truly matched what he had going on, but there was a reason that Negan was so damn cocky. He had plenty of reason to back it up. Standing up straight, Negan curled his fingers around his length drawing your eyes to the swollen tip while he sheathed his flesh in his grasp. “You like what you see?”

“Very much,” you answered, licking your lips when Negan got onto the bed on his knees beside you. Bracing himself careful enough, he leaned over you and traced the head of his cock over your wet lips. Allowing him to brush the velvety flesh over your lips, you remained still making Negan’s dimples suck in.

“Suck it,” Negan requested making your eyes hook with his. Parting your lips, you allowed him to press the tip of his cock between your lips. Flattening your tongue out against the tip, you did the best you could to tease his manhood. Between flicks of your tongue to you sucking and wetly kissing at the flesh you had Negan moaning which had to be a good thing. “Good girl.”

Hooking his fingers into your hair, Negan helped you bob your head over his length. Gagging slightly, you knew that this would be going much better if you had use of your hands. Regardless, you enjoyed the taste of him on your tongue while you dragged it along the underside of his cock with every pull back he made.

“Enough,” Negan pulled his hips back away from your wet lips, crawling in over you stroking his fingers over his slick erection. It gave you a moment to take all of him in appreciating his slender body. From his chest, down toward his abdomen to the v-line at his hips that led to the dark curls of hair at the base of his manhood had your body on fire. “You think you’re ready for this?”

“I’ll do my best,” you heard him chuckle as he lowered down over you. Getting comfortable, bracing his weight on his arms Negan kept his lips over yours. Lifting up, you tried to bring your lips together, but he was teasing you. Pouting, you enjoyed the warmth and weight of him over you, but you wanted to be pampered after having him torment you like he did. “My wrists hurt like hell and my fingers have gone completely numb. The least you can do is kiss me with that incredible mouth of yours.”

“Oh yeah?” his eyebrow arched in amusement, skimming his lips just over yours making a breath catch in your throat. Finally allowing his mouth to capture yours in a heated kiss made you purr against his mouth allowing him to brush his tongue over yours. “Is that better?”

“Much,” you whispered against his mouth, kissing over his bottom lip while he adjusted his weight and reached between the two of you to grab a hold of his cock. An arrogant smirk pressed in over Negan’s features when he teased the tip of his erection between your wet folds.

“How bad do you want this?” Negan pressed his hips forward allowing his cock to lay across your lower abdomen making you whimper feeling the weight of it over you. “Beg for it.”

“Please,” you arched your hips up toward him making him shake his head. “Please fuck me. Please. I need you. I need you so fucking bad.”

“Good girl,” Negan praised you, adjusting his weight and leading his girthy length toward your entrance. Lining it up with your already sensitive hole, Negan pushed his hips forward making you whine out. There was some resistance at first getting his thick length into you making him moan out. Looking between you, Negan watched his cock slowly disappear into your body stretching you out. Crying out, the way that Negan filled you left you aching, but wanting more at the same time. “You have such a tight little cunt.”

“Negan,” you felt his lips caressing over your jawline toward the side of your neck where he suckled at the flesh. Closing your eyes, you whimpered when you felt Negan filling you completely to the hilt. It made Negan moan out against your flesh before bringing his lips back to yours to kiss you dominantly making you whimper out. Nipping at his bottom lip, you shifted your hips feeling that he was stagnant inside of you and you wanted him to move, but he remained still.

“After this moment, you’re completely mine,” Negan informed you, his fingers grasping a tight hold of your jaw while he kissed over the side of your face. “Do you understand that?”

“I wouldn’t want to belong to anyone else,” you assured him, shuddering beneath him when his hazel eyes hooked with yours. His dimples sank in and he was certainly proud with that answer. Gifting you, he started to roll his hips, drawing his cock back before pushing forward making you purr out against his lips. “I’ve wanted to be yours for so long.”

“Good,” Negan nipped at your bottom lip giving it a tug before dragging his tongue out over the inside of your lip. Every plunge his cock made inside of you was strong with him setting a steady tempo between the two of you. It had you gasping with every thrust. After everything he put you through with the vibrator, you were so sensitive with his pubic bone providing enough friction against your clitoris with every roll his hips made over you.

Burying his head against the side of your neck, Negan’s moans had you on cloud nine. The smacking sounds of your skin filled his room and you loved the way it sounded, but also the way it felt. You were his and he was taking you in the way that he wanted. Shaking, you wished that you could wrap your legs around his waist, but he had his mind set on this whole thing.

“Negan,” you wailed out your body pulling up and away from his causing his cock to pull from you when you hit another orgasm that had you throwing your head back. An amused rumble fell deep from within Negan when he got up on his knees. Working to untie your legs, Negan rolled you onto your stomach making you grimace with the pain it caused in your wrists. “I don’t know if I’m going to be able to walk back to my room after this.”

“Don’t worry baby, you can stay with me tonight,” Negan assured you smacking firmly over your full bottom. “You’ve been a good girl. You need to be praised and pampered tonight so you know that being a good girl gets you good things.”

“Will you unhook my hands?” you begged of Negan hearing him snickering against your ear when he moved in over you. “Please?”

“Not yet,” Negan shook his head, bracing his knees beside your hips. Leading his thick cock into you, Negan didn’t waste his time in thrusting into you fully. This time his thrusts were fast and hard making you cry into his pillows while his big cock filled you time and time again. “We’re going to have to have someone come in here and change these sheets though. They’re soaked.”

“If you keep it up, you’re going to get another round of soaking,” you urged him watching him brace his hands beside your body while the strength of his thrusts was causing you to bounce forward with every movement. Closing your eyes, you found yourself thankful. Even though he was using your body in the ways that he wanted, it felt good.

“You promise?” Negan growled against your jawline while he kissed up and over it. Smacking up against you, the headboard was hitting the wall firmly and you knew that you were getting the fuck of your lifetime. You just wondered if you would survive it. Whining with every movement, you could feel Negan’s cock throbbing inside of you and you turned your head to meet him in a kiss. Sucking at his tongue had him moaning out and you loved the sound of it. God, it was fueling your body. Everything was tingling and you did your best to bounce back into Negan’s movements. “You like being fucked by daddy’s big cock, don’t you?”

“Yes daddy,” you repeated what he wanted you to say while he sucked at your bottom lip. Negan’s moans matched yours. Your toes curled when Negan smacked harder up against you. “I’m going to come.”

“Me too,” Negan informed you keeping up with the pace of his thrusts chasing that orgasm for the both of you. When you hit your orgasm, you pulled your hips up and away from Negan, but he was eager to pull you back so he could get that release himself. Pounding into you with reckless abandon, Negan’s groans and grunts were so fucking hot. Slowing down, Negan’s cock throbbed inside of you when the first line of his cum started to fill you. Pumping his hot cum into you had your whines continuing and his moans vibrated against the side of your neck. “Goddamn. So fucking good baby.”

A few more thrusts inside of your body let you know that he emptied his release into you completely before falling in beside you on the bed. The warmth of his cum spilling out of you and down your thigh made you realize that you were fully his now.

“Please unlock the handcuffs,” you begged wanting to cuddle into him and have him hold you. Negan’s head was dropped back against the bed, an arrogant smile spread across his handsome features with the dimples drawing even more attention to it. “Fuck Negan, I’m begging you.”

“Not yet sweetheart, I need to have my heart calm down first,” Negan turned onto his side and leaned in close enough to kiss you rewarding you with his addictive kisses. When he pulled back and smiled, he reached up with his left hand to stroke his fingers over the side of your face and sighed. “You’re fucking perfect. You know that?”

A knocking sound was heard on the wall making your eyes get big and a mischief filled Negan’s features when Simon’s voice was heard on the other end, “Uh, Negan? Now that you’re done can we all get back to work?”

“Negan? What the fuck?” you gasped making Negan snicker when he moved across you to reach in the drawer to grab the keys to the handcuffs. “You had them in there while we were together?”

“I just wanted them to hear what a job well done sounds like,” Negan winked, allowing your wrists to fall down to the bed while he stayed over you on his knees. Speaking up, he smacked the wall once and laughed. “All good saviors. Get to work.”

“You’ve got issues,” you should have been mortified but you were more so amused. Wincing, you realized that your fingers were numb when you stroked your fingers up over the insides of Negan’s thighs toward his hips.

“And you fucking love it,” Negan insisted with a growl when your fingers curled around the shaft of his cock, caressing over his flesh. Lowering down, Negan claimed your lips with his again and sighed when he pulled back. “Because you’re just as fucked up as me. Which is why we make a good pair. Don’t you think?”

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