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warriorqueen1991 · 7 years ago

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Rumor Has It

Requested By: Anonymous

Characters: Negan X Reader

Warnings: fluff, angst, smut

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“Take a deep breath babygirl, were almost done”.

Letting out a tight wince you fisted the sheets beneath you as you stared down at the man kneeling on the floor, his rough hands turning gentle as he pulled the piece of glass from your foot.

“There ya go” he cooed cleaning up the wound before wrapping it tightly with gauze. His long fingers caressing your skin lovingly as he kissed the top of your foot making you blush.

“Thank you Negan, I just…” you sighed “I couldn’t get the darn thing out on my own…sorry”. Giving you a soft smile he slowly moved between your legs, still on his knees as his hands slid up your silk black dress “think nothing of it baby, I’d much rather help ya out now then have to chop your foot off later”.

Gasping you swatted his shoulder playfully “Negan! That’s not funny” your own conviction fading as his bright smile quickly brought out your own as you both giggled.

You had only been Negan’s wife for a little over three months but it felt like you had known him forever, his smooth as silk charm and dashing good looks had made you wonder why a man like him would want a timid little thing like you. But in that question lied the answer, it was because you were timid and shy and kind hearted that he wanted to keep you close.

He wanted you protected.

Safe from everything.

You were his precious flower in the dessert.

At first the truth had felt shameful, but after thinking long and hard about it you realized…

You didn’t mind his protection.

Negan was a wrecking ball of confidence and power, his vicious ability to keep people safe had intimidated you at first. But behind closed doors, when it was just you and him….

Negan was a sweet and caring man, his tough exterior chipping away as he found comfort in your embrace.

Even the other wives had come to notice his personality changed in your presence, their lips pulling back in hateful sneers and hurtful whispers. But none of that mattered, the only thing that mattered was the man resting his head against your chest and his bright smile.

As long as you could make him happy, you would be happy.

Running your fingers through his hair you smiled as he purred against you “Negan you should get off the floor, that can’t be good on your knees”. His muffled laugh made you giggle “calling me old sweetheart?” you shook your head as he pulled back “wouldn’t dream of it”.

Sucking on his teeth in thought he suddenly pounced on you, pressing your back against the bed with a playful growl as he bit at your throat gently. Squealing out in surprise you wiggled beneath him before fisting his hair “Ne…Negan stop” you laughed.

Chuckling against your sensitive skin he dug his fingers into your sides making you jerk beneath him with a loud scream, laughing uncomfortably you tried to fight out of his grasp but to no avail.

“Ok…ok…im…i’m sorry” you gasped as he finally relented his assault.

Biting his lip he ran the backs of his hands down your arms, his body leaning over you to meet you in a slow and sensual kiss. Moaning against his lips you gasped as his hands slid down to run his fingers up your dress, caressing your thighs.

The loud knock against his door made you flinch as he growled in frustration “the fuck do you want?”.

Glancing over as the door creaked open you blushed as Frankie shuffled inside the room “Dwight’s waiting for you in the parlor Negan, he says it’s urgent”. Rolling his eyes he let out a deep sigh “that limp dick fuck would think the fucking sky changing color was urgent”.

Pressing his lips behind your ear he sucked against the flesh with a happy purr making you giggle “I gotta go baby we’ll pick this shit back up when I come back alright?”

Cupping his face you smiled brightly at him as he peppered kisses up your jaw before kissing your nose “stay safe”. You slid your hand down his chest as you finished the line “be vigilant” Giving you a warm smile, he slowly slid from the bed.

Watching as he left the room you frowned as Frankie shot you a look of disgust.

“Your neutering him you know”

You grimaced “I’m saving him Frankie, he needs someone to care about who actually cares about him…not who’s just using him for a free ride”.

The dark hair woman wrinkled her nose “fuck you ya little slut, you have no idea what I’ve fucking been through”. Letting out an amused laugh you rolled over “and you have no idea what I’ve been through, so stop being a jealous twat and fuck off Frankie cuz nobody gives a shit about your sob story…we’ve all got one”.

Frankie’s face scrunched up like she just ate a lemon before storming out of the room, your heart was pounding. You hated confrontation but you weren’t going to just sit there and let her insult you or Negan.

The wives didn’t deserve him.

Sitting up in the large bed you grabbed his pillow hugging it against your chest, inhaling his scent.

You wondered if deep down he knew he was being used.

****

Negan had taken a hell of a lot longer than he had hoped, dealing with the small little fuck fest at the commissary. The situation had turned into a two and a half hour ordeal.

It was a whole “he said, she said” situation that fell down to Negan demanding a search through the alleged thief’s room and a pat down.

This of course resulting in three days in the hole for the little shit.

Nobody fucking steals from the Sanctuary.

Running his gloved hand down his mouth with a deep sigh, Negan trudged back to his room. He doubted you had waited on him, you were probably pissed…now he would need to do something to apologize.

He wondered if the garden had any flowers left in it.

Flinching in surprise as the door to the wives parlor swung open, he furrowed his brow as Frankie gasped “oh…Negan, sorry”. Eyeing her for a moment he took in her nervous expression “what’s eatin ya Frankie?”

Raising her eyebrows she quickly shook her head “oh…nothing” watching as her eyes glanced down the hallway she slowly backed up to the door. Negan didn’t like this, it was like she had been hoping to avoid him or something.

“What the fucks going on Frankie?” he growled as she suddenly shot him a soft smile “oh nothing baby I promise” her eyes dropped to the floor “I…I was just going to go look around, I didn’t know if you’d be needing a massage tonight and I’m out of oils”.

Negan hated this scared fucking bunny routine his girls had picked up but he didn’t want to deal with this right now. “That’s fine darlin but no, I won’t be needing you tonight”. Frankie’s face twisted in confusion “but…” Negan scratched his cheek before cutting her off “look Frankie is Y/N still in my room?”

Nodding her head as her face suddenly smoothed out, her eyes meeting his as if something finally clicked.

“yes she is…but…uh Negan we should talk”

Cocking his head in confusion he shifted his weight “about what?”

“It’s about Y/N we…uh…we know something about her you should know”. Negan arched his brow in curiosity “and what’s that?” The dark haired woman glanced down the hall again before moving in closer to him “rumor has it the two of you haven’t uh…” she whispered “gotten intimate?”

Negan narrowed his eyes “not that it’s any of you ladies fucking concern, but no we haven't”. She smiled “well I heard she’s into being dominated…you know being overpowered…she loves being submissive”.

Negan furrowed his brow “that seems kinda fucking odd dont’cha think?…Y/N doesn’t seem like the type”.

Frankie swallowed roughly “She’s shy Negan…but I bet you get rough with her and she’ll be crawling down your pants in no time”. He bit his lip as he gazed down the hall to his room “your sure?” Frankie smiled with a quick nod “absolutely” running her hand down his leather clad back she pushed him slightly down the hall “go get her tiger”.

Chuckling softly he continued down the hall “thanks darlin”.

Frankie crossed her arms “no, thank you Negan”.

You were sitting on Negan’s bed when he walked through the door, your eyes instantly lighting up as you took in his handsome features. Biting your lip with a pleased hum you rolled over on your stomach “hey handsome”.

When he didn’t smile you quickly sat back up, your hands gripping the silk of your dress nervously “baby what’s wrong?”

“Get on your fucking knees”

Blinking in surprise you let out a nervous laugh “what…?” taking three long strides so he was towering over you, he growled “that’s not a fucking request”. Gulping you quickly slid off the bed so you were kneeling in front of him, his eyes were dark as he slowly ran his gloved hand through your hair.

“Who do you belong to?”

Darting your eyes around the room you shifted slightly, you didn’t know what was going on but you didn’t like it…

At all.

Trembling slightly you went to get off your knees but he shoved you back to the floor with a growl “speak when your fucking spoken to”. Breathing rapidly you fisted your dress with a shaky breath “you…I…I belong to you”. Negan let out a pleased hum as he gripped your hair roughly “good girl…now how about you put that mouth of yours to good use huh?”

Grimacing you flinched as he tugged you forward, using your hands you shoved him away from you “Negan stop!!…what’s wrong with you?”

Negan’s face twisted in confusion “isn’t this what you fucking want?”

Your mouth dropped in disbelief “wh…what?…”

Negan growled “Frankie said you liked this shit”. Your blood instantly boiled “you went to Frankie?” he grit his teeth as he ran his hand down his face shaking his head “fuck no, I didn’t go to Frankie she came to me”.

Stumbling to your feet you hugged your arms as you kept a wide berth around him “and you didn’t think to maybe ask me first…you just decided to shove me around and demand I suck you off and see how it went?”

Negan’s face paled “no…no that’s not wha…” you couldn’t help but let the tears run down your face as a choked sob escaped your lips. Shaking your head you quickly pulled your black dress from your body, his eyes widening as you were suddenly in nothing but your bra and panties “but you did….instead of trusting me you chose to trust her instead, you told me I could take my time that it didn’t matter if we ever slept together…” Rolling your lips as another more quiet sob slipped out you threw the dress at him “but that was obviously a lie…I don’t want to be just one of your dolls Negan, but I was a fool to think I could be anything else”.

Breathing heavily he looked at you in shock and fear “no…no baby don’t, that’s not what i…”

Grabbing a thin blanket off the couch you quickly moved to the door, wrapping it around your bare skin.

“Y/N wait!!!”

Grabbing your wrist he spun you around, gasping as your hand met his face with a loud smack “don’t touch me Negan!!”. Releasing your hand he backed away with a hurt expression as you swung open the door, sprinting down the hall in your bare feet.

Not having anywhere else to go, you quickly burst through the doors of the parlor. The wives all jerked their heads up to watch as you darted into the bathroom slamming the door shut, leaning against the wood you covered your face as more tears streaked down your heated skin. Sliding to the floor you could hear the low murmurings of the women on the other side, the small bout of laughter that followed made you cry harder.

You wished you had never met Negan, had never joined his harem of apocalyptic gold diggers. You couldn’t believe you had fallen in love with him, but even as you tried to be angry at him you couldn’t get the look of absolute horror on his face as he realized what Frankie had done out of your head.

The wives had attacked you, and they had used Negan to do it.

The sound of the parlor door smacking against the wall made you jump. The laughter in the room behind you went silent as heavy footsteps echoed across the floor.

“Do you realize what you have fucking done?”

Negan’s low growl made your heart ache, you had never heard him sound so hurt or angry before. “You think it’s funny, scaring a girl half to death, making me feel like a fucking monster…?”

His voice was shaking in anger “what, I don’t deserve to be happy…is that it? I can… bust my ass to keep you lazy bitches wined and dined but I’m not allowed to feel ANY FUCKING HAPPINESS??”

His sudden explosion of anger made you flinch, you didn’t know what was going to happen. You had never heard him yell at you or the wives, he was always calm and collected.

“Well, you know what I find fucking funny?”

The low murmurings picked up again as the wives became hysterical “Negan we didn’t know…”

“DON’T FUCKING LIE TO ME!”

There was a short pause before he continued, his voice low and menacing “I know you ladies fucking talk…it’s the only thing you fucking do, now Frankie here put the plan in motion but your all gonna be fucking punished”.

“Ne…Negan I swear she told me she was into that stuff”.

You grit your teeth but waited for Negan’s response.

“Your so full of shit Frankie I can practically fucking smell it, I know when a woman is fucking into somthin…and she was about as dry as a fucking dessert. The only moisture flow in that fucking room were her goddamn tears you fucking heartless bitch”.

You smiled softly at his words, you had been prepared for him to take their side. They had been with him longer, known him better.

But thinking about the time spent together, the long talks…it made you realize that they probably didn’t know him at all.

“But!….back to my little dash of fucking humor to counter you gals little prank” his voice was jovial and laced with dangerous humor.

“You think what you did was funny well mine is a real fucking knee slapper…” the silence was deafening as you waited for his voice.

“Effective immediately y’all are relieved of fucking duty, you can all go fuck your fucking selves since apparently your lives are so fucking bad you have to prey on a sweetheart like Y/N…” the loud gasps and sudden cries made your eyes widen.

Did he just get rid of his wives for you?

“Negan please don’t do this…we…”

His booming laughter practically shook the room “you fucking bitches skulk around acting like I’m the devil, that I’m keeping you here against your will…that your lives are miserable under my care.. so consider it a fucking favor….your no longer my concern, you go and earn fucking points like everybody else…earn your fucking food for once”.

The loud sobs muffled through the door as you closed your eyes, leaning your head back against the wood.

“Now get the fuck out, none of this shit is yours anyway so go speak to Simon about where he can fit you in…welcome to a brand new day ladies”.

The sound of hurried footsteps and the loud bang of the door slamming shut made you let out a deep sigh, getting to your feet you gripped the doorknob as the sound of glass breaking made you jerk as you slowly opened the door.

Negan grabbed another glass from the mini bar and shattered it against the wall with an angry growl. Running his hands across the top he sent the rest of the contents onto the floor, leaning against it he pressed his eyes closed “your so fucking stupid”.

Smiling at him softly, you watched him ball up his fist in anger before slamming them against the counter making you jump.

“Negan”

He jerked away from the minibar with a shocked expression, his eyes trailing down your body in concern. “Are you ok?” The words sounding almost choked as he took in your tear streaked face and red eyes. Taking a step toward you he stopped suddenly as a look of shame crossed his face, his hand raking through his hair with a rough sigh.

You knew he wanted to hug you and make sure you were ok, you wanted the same thing.

“Why did you do that?”

He looked at you in remorse “because I’m a fucking idiot…” you shook your head taking a step towards him “why did you get rid of your wives?”

Looking down at you, he frowned “punishment”.

Your voice was soft as you stared up at him “for you or for them?”

He sighed “I deserve much worse” he cleared his throat shifting his weight nervously “are…are you ok?” you smiled softly with a nod. Lifting his arms, he slowly wrapped you in a tight embrace. His face falling to your shoulders as you rubbed his back soothingly “I’m so fucking sorry baby”.

Closing your eyes as you snuggled against his chest, you let out a breathy sigh “I know…I…I heard everything Negan”. He hugged you tighter “I’m sorry” pulling away from him slightly you met his warm chestnut eyes.

You could see how much your pain had hurt him, how much he was punishing himself for what he’d done. His blow up at the wives had painted a very clear picture, the feeling you carried for Negan wasn’t unrequited…he loved you.

You never expected to hear him say the words but the implications were there. Like in everything he did, his actions spoke volumes.

Cupping his cheek you leaned up to place a gentle kiss to his lips “stop apologizing…and…make it up to me”.

His tawny gaze searched your features, his eyes sad and longing.

Leaning down he pressed his lips to yours with a deep sigh through his nose. Your whole body relaxing against him as his large hands slid down your sides, gripping your hips gently. His lips melding against yours perfectly, your hands caressing his beard with each move of your tongue.

The sound of the mini bar rattling behind you as your back bumped into it made you jump in surprise. Negan smiled against your lips before trailing kisses down your neck, sucking gently on your pulse point. His deep voice vibrated against your skin as you dropped your head back to allow him more axcess.

“I would never hurt you…you know that right?”

Closing your eyes as your toes curled against the hardwood floor you let out a breathy moan “I know”. Dropping the sheet from your hands you whimpered as his warm hands slid up your ribs to rest just below your breasts.

Gripping his hair, you gasped as he suddenly slid his mouth down your chest. His beard scratching against your skin teasingly as he dropped to his knees, his hands sliding down your bare stomach as he pulled at the hem of your panties with his teeth.

Caressing his long fingers against your hip bones he dipped his tongue beneath the cotton, dragging the warm muscle back up your stomach before delving into your navel. Flinching with a surprised squeak, your fingers ran through his hair as his hands slowly dragged your panties down your smooth legs.

“Ne…Negan…I…” jerking against him your mouth dropped open in pleasure as he ran his tongue against your moist center. His hands running back up your legs before urging you to spread them apart.

Mewling as you bit into your lip, your fingers fisted his hair as you leaned back on your free hand. Sucking gently against your clit he released you with a wet noise, a deep rumbling purr vibrating against your skin making you tremble.

“Ahhh Negan!!!” you hissed, your mouth falling back open as he pressed against you more firmly. His hands kneading your open thighs as he drove his tongue deep inside you, his eyes drifting up to you as you watched him feasting upon you.

Groaning against your dripping flesh, he slid his wet lips up your trembling hips. His lips pulling back as he gently bit your flesh with a deep growl, tensing your stomach you leaned over him before dropping back against the minibar as his mouth sucked against your shaking abdomen.

“Ah…uhhh…oh…oh..oh god” you were whimpering and whining in pleasure as he returned to your dripping folds. His tongue was sucking every drop of ecstasy from your body, and just when you thought he couldn’t get any deeper he grabbed your ass pushing himself as deep as he could go with a deep groan.

Screaming out in pleasure you dropped both hands to his hair as your hips jerked against him. “Ahhh shit…argh…ughhh…god fuck” holding his face against your pussy by his hair, you threw your head back as you rolled your hips against his questing tongue with tiny grunts.

Drinking up every last drop of your release, Negan dug his fingernails into your backside as you continued to move against him.

His low grunts doing nothing to quell your euphoria.

Feeling the slow release of your fingers in his hair, he pressed his forehead against your lower stomach as he panted against your clenching heat.

Running his tongue across his lips with a groan he placed a gentle kiss to your sensitive pussy, drifting his eyes up to your wrecked appearance.

Letting out a haggard breath he ran his hands up and down your hips with a pleased smile “ask me who I belong to, babygirl”.

Biting your lip you giggled as you ran your fingers through his disheveled hair “Negan…I…”

He purred mouthing at your skin with a wide smile “go on baby, do it for daddy”. You blushed with a light laugh “Negan don’t say that”. He chuckled kneading your ass cheeks “come on babygirl I know you secretly love it…ask the question doll”.

You bit your lip with a demure smile “who….who do you belong to?”

His wide smile made you blush deeper as his hands ran up your body “you baby…I belong to you and only you…i’m yours Y/N”. The words sent a wave of arousal you didn’t know you were capable of down your body, a breathy moan escaping your lips as you raked your fingers through his hair.

Getting to his feet, he cupped your face as he met you in a heated kiss. Letting out a wanton moan against his lips you quickly shoved his jacket from his shoulders, your fingers clawing at his white shirt as he lifted you up into his arms.

Snapping your legs around his waist you gasped, smiling against his lips as he moved to the nearby couch.

Dropping down onto its plush cushions with his large body on top of you, you arched up beneath him as he quickly yanked off his shirt.

He was so perfect.

Sitting up beneath him you worked his belt loose as your mouth sucked against his chest. Dropping his head down to groan into your hair, he panted against your neck as he reached around to snap your bra loose.

Sliding your hand around the waistband of his now open pants, you slipped your hand beneath the rough material to grip his ass.

Grunting with a breathy laugh he leaned forward to press you against the couch, his body moving against yours as your legs wrapped around his waist. You could feel how hard he was, the fact that you were the cause made moisture pool at your center.

Wincing as he nipped at your throat you tugged on his hair “Negan?”

Pulling back he looked at you in concern “what is it baby?”

You smiled, licking your lips as you rubbed your legs against his hips “take off your pants”. His eyebrows shot to his hairline before he quickly got to his feet “yes ma'am”.

You giggled as he shoved his pants and boxers down with a wide smile “anything else darlin?” you blushed shaking your head as he climbed back on top of you. His hands sliding up to cover your breasts, his warm palms against your pebbled flesh making you shiver.

Biting at your neck with a playful growl he slid his left hand down your body, his long fingers caressing against your clit making you gasp. Closing your eyes you arched up beneath him with a loud moan as his large girth slid within you.

Gripping your hip he grunted as he kissed the underside of your jaw, his heavy breaths warming your skin as he moved to suck on your earlobe. Caressing the fingers of your right hand up his spine, you griped his hair with the other. His deep needy groans against your neck were stoking the fire in your belly.

Gripping his shoulder with a series of high pitched moans, you rubbed the heel of your foot against his tailbone clamping your eyes shut. “Negan…oh my god…i…i…cant” he groaned pressing his face against your temple “yes…yes you can baby…ahhh… fuck i’m…i’m here”.

Whimpering against his cheek your body tensed up around him, his face twisting in pleasure as he let out a rough groan. Flinching as your release shocked through your system you grit your teeth as he pressed in over your writhing body.

“Arghhhh fuck me… easy baby, I gotcha” his breathy voice was like honey to your ears. Curling up around him you let out a harsh breath as his hips slid against yours slowly “one more sweetheart I promise”. Your eyes widened in shock as you fisted his hair in desperation “Negan…I cant…its…it’s too much…I” you squeaked as he pressed his lips to you.

Moaning against his lips as he rolled his hips against you, you cried out desperately as he picked up the pace. You were clutching him to you like a lifeline, as your now sweat slicked skin allowed the two of you to slide against each other easily.

Growling roughly against your skin Negan began pounding into your sensitive mound, his right hand flinging up to grip the armrest as his left grasped your throat gently. Arching your neck as his thumb caressed your windpipe, you let your body swandive into ecstasy.

Raising your hips off the couch you gripped his hair as you began rolling your hips to meet his, his loud groans pulling loud moans from your parted lips.

“That’s it babygirl…come on” he urged, his breathing getting heavier as he rammed his hips into you. Holding the position, he slowly rolled his pelvis against yours. Taking your breath away with each slow grind, he let out a pained groan as your walls clamped down around him.

Screaming as loud as you could, your body shook beneath him as your third orgasm tore through you. Crying out against your shoulder he bit into your skin with deep anguished moans, his hot release bathing your womb in thick ropes as his body undulated above you. Hugging him tightly against you, you gripped the back if his head with a shuddering breath. Letting out a series of soft groans, he slowly moved to rest his head against your chest. His damp hair sticking to his forehead as you ran your shaking hands through his dark locks.

“You ok?”

You giggled “are you?”

He moved his head so he was looking down at you lovingly, his hazel eyes drifting to your smooth lips before kissing you passionately.

“I am now”.

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