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naughtyneganjdm · 28 days ago

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Love's Second Chance: A Holiday Reunion - Chapter 13

Summary: Joel wakes up surprised with how comfortable he is with what happened between him, Negan and Y/N the night before. They get lost in one another once again and his feelings for Negan begin to grow even more complicated.

Characters: Joel Miller, the reader (OC), Negan Smith, Elizabeth, Peter, etc.

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60501985/chapters/156444685

Warnings: 18+, swearing, smut, SPOILERS AHEAD DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO BE SPOILED. MMF Threesome, two men doing much more than kissing, heavy touching between two men, dirty talking, unprotected ps in v, etc.

Notes: Yeah, I'm going to stress again SPOILERS two men are very much involved with each other in this chapter and it's another chapter where the three of them have another threesome together. So yeah. Pre-warned.

After what happened last night? Joel never expected that he would find himself actually comfortable in bed with both Y/N and Negan. During the night, Joel was the last one to truly fall asleep. Negan of course was the first one out, but Y/N followed not incredibly long after. Although he was at ease and happy, there were a lot of unanswered questions that were swirling around in his head. What was nice though is that eventually, those feelings subsided and Joel had no idea when he had fallen asleep. But it was a good sleep. A deep sleep that left him feeling amazing. Having Y/N fall asleep in his arms was not something he had in a very long time, but he liked it. That warmth and knowing that he was wanted there? Well nothing beat that. He didn’t realize how much he had truly missed holding Y/N in his arms until last night. And it wasn’t something that he was eager to get rid of. It may have been morning, but he liked where he was and he had no intentions of moving.

Back when he was married to Y/N, Joel toward the end of their relationship hadn’t been much of a cuddler. Sure, when they were younger he had a hard time letting her go. They were always cuddling. Joel had been addicted to her during the first two thirds of their relationship. Always wanting her to be near. Maybe it was the idea that he was so afraid of losing her that kept him clinging to her. He had lost so much growing up that he was worried about the idea of losing her. But toward the end of their relationship? It was hard for Joel to show affection for her. He knew that he was cold. But it was because of that depression that settled into him. Even when he was with Tess, Joel never showed any kind of that. It was Tess that would hold him at night, eager to be close to him. But here? Joel didn’t know why he ever let things like this stop. This felt so nice.

Now that he laid there with his eyes closed, it gave Joel time to think about their past. Back when they were married, Joel remembered Y/N begging him for this. So touch starved by him that she would literally plead with him to hold her at night. Really, he should have never denied her of that. Human touch was an amazing thing. Just to be hugged or held felt amazing. And laying in his arms, Joel knew that Y/N was comfortable. She felt safe. That’s what she always told him when they were younger. Joel made her feel safe. Like nothing could ever hurt her. But then he did. And the loneliness had set in. Joel slept at his side of the bed and she had hers. Looking back on things now, Joel wished he could time travel to correct his shitty behavior. Y/N was the best thing that happened to him. Most of his life he had felt an emptiness that he couldn’t quite explain, but she was the one thing other than the children that made him feel like he wasn’t alone.

In his arms, Y/N moved slightly. It made him worry because he wasn’t ready to let go of that warmth. Unhurriedly, his eyes fluttered to an open. At first, things were blurry around the room. The only thing he could make out was the sun filtering in from the large windows that were behind his back. Everything else was just shadowed shapes. Adjusting his hips, Joel slid in closer toward Y/N snuggling her tightly. The movement had the sheets tugging at his waist prompting them to slide further down his naked body.

Lazily lifting his head, Joel stared out across the bed to see that Y/N’s head was resting in over Negan’s chest. By the sounds of Negan’s breathing, Joel could tell that Negan was still sleeping. His chin was cuddled in against the top of Y/N’s head. Smirking, Joel realized that where his arm was wrapped around Y/N, her fingers were firmly hooked with his. They had been holding hands all night long since she had fallen asleep.

Taking advantage of the moment, Joel slid forward. Pressing gentle kisses over her shoulder that was exposed. Using his free hand, he lifted it to press her hair aside to help aid him in dragging his kisses over the side of her neck. Pampering her flesh with slow, wet kisses had her breathing changing and her body shifting.

“Mornin’” Joel slurred, his southern accent thicker with it being the morning. A long sigh fell deep from within Y/N, her fingers squeezing tighter to his alerting him that she was in fact awake. “How are you feeling?”

“Warm,” she answered with a yawn enjoying the way that it felt between both Joel and Negan. Both of them produced a large amount of heat. They felt so very different, but it was a nice sensation to wake up to. A gasp escaped her with Joel pressing his hips forward, grinding up against her from behind. Releasing his hand, she reached back to press her fingers in over his naked hip. “Joel.”

“Sorry,” he snickered against her flesh, leaving a small bite at her shoulder. Having him pretend like he didn’t purposely do that was just silly. “It’s morning. He can’t help it. It was a hard night for him. All he could think about was being inside the warm home he thinks he should always be in.”

“God,” she muted her laugh that tried to escape her throat. Rolling her eyes, she stole a look back at Joel who seemed thoroughly amused with what he had just said. “Well then he should have just put himself back in there last night and stayed there.”

“That was an option?” Joel stammered, his eyebrows bouncing up getting her to let out another entertained laugh. “Well shit, why didn’t you tell me that? I would have taken advantage of that from the start.”

“Stop,” she was doing her best to still be quiet, biting down on her bottom lip. Knowing that Negan was still sleeping kept her from going back and forth with Joel in that moment. “What time is it?”

Stretching out her body, Y/N released what sounded like a squeak and it had Joel smiling. That was something that she did since she was a kid. When she’d do a full body stretch, somehow that sound always escaped her.

Dropping her head back down, she could tell that she was still way too tired to be getting up so she rubbed her cheek in against the center of Negan’s chest. That action had Negan’s breathing changing, a tiny scoff escaping his lips showing them both that Negan was actually awake. Lifting his head, Negan’s long eyelashes fluttered to an open. Taking a look at Y/N resting there, Negan dropped his head back down and muttered something under his breath.

“Too early,” Negan’s voice was always naturally very raspy, but in the morning? It was so much deeper. Dragging his fingers over Y/N’s shoulder, Negan tipped his head down to press a kiss at the top of her head. “I don’t know about the two of you, but I need more sleep.”

“I have no interest in leaving yet,” Y/N promised, her fingers stroking at Negan’s chest drawing lines over it. Her fingers twisted around the dark curls of hair feeling Joel’s nose nuzzling in against the back of her neck.

“But you wanna talk,” Negan reminded her of what he had just woken up to which was her and Joel talking. “So if you wanna do that or fuck or…whatever. Have at it. Just be quiet. Or try to be. I need the sleep.”

“Right. He says that he would be okay with the two of us doing that, but trust me—he cares,” Joel asserted, a rush of excitement flooding his veins when Y/N turned in his arms to face him instead of laying her head on Negan’s chest. Facing Joel allowed Negan to slide in behind her to drape his arm over her abdomen with his head snuggled in against the back of her neck.

“I care about what? You two fucking or sleeping?” Negan yawned with his eyes remaining closed. “If we’re talking sleep, I care very much. You two screwing each other? I don’t mind at all.”

Joel’s eyes narrowed. He didn’t believe Negan when he said that, but the strange thing was. Y/N did believe Negan. He seemed very supportive of Y/N being able to be close to both him and Joel. Negan’s breathing grew louder letting them know he was trying to fall back asleep again.

Palming in over the side of her face, Joel’s heart skipped a beat watching her eyes flutter to a slow close. Whispering to try to be polite to Negan’s needs and request of sleep, Joel knew he still wanted to talk to her, “You look good.”

“I probably look a mess,” she corrected Joel reaching for his hand to bring it up to press a kiss over the back of it. That wasn’t something Joel would ever describe her as right now. To him? In that moment? She was perfect. In every way. “I’m spent. You two wore me out.”

“It’s everything you wanted,” Negan’s voice spoke up, surprising them when he groaned behind her. “You wanted to feel better, he wanted to feel better. I’d say we were successful with what we did last night. You’re probably dehydrated and need that Gatorade you talked about.”

“I thought you were sleeping,” she teased Negan using her free hand to reach back to poke him in the stomach.

“I have ears,” Negan growled against her skin having chills run down her spine. The warmth of his breath felt incredible behind her ear. “Plus, if the cowboy over there wanted to play a round of lasso the rooster, I’m pretty fucking sure you wouldn’t tell him no.”

“Lasso the rooster?” Joel’s brow line furrowed, his head tipping slightly with Negan throwing his hand up.

“Cock, Joel. Cock,” Negan stressed eliciting a tiny laugh from Y/N with Joel rolling his eyes. How dramatic Negan was being while also being very much fatigued entertained her more than it probably should have. “Lasso being her pussy.”

“I reckon I put that together from the start,” Joel grumbled under his breath having Y/N lift her hand to bury her face into it attempting to hide her laughter. “You’re just so…”

“Charming? Handsome? A smart ass?” Negan flashed a big, cheesy smile that still expressed that he was tired by the look over his face.

“I was going to go with immature, but sure you can go with that,” Joel responded with a wicked smirk, grunting when Negan reached out to shove at the side of his face. “Can you just go to bed like you said you were going to do?”

“I can’t help you’re fucking loud,” Negan muttered, lifting up enough to press a lingering kiss over Y/N’s cheek. Even though he didn’t mind Negan in the moment, Joel really wished that he had some alone time with Y/N. “I promise to be a good boy.”

“Please,” she breathed out, turning her head enough to palm in over the side of Negan’s face getting him to kiss her. “If you’re a good boy, then I know something is wrong.”

There was that feeling again. Jealousy. Giggles fell from Y/N with Negan peppering her with playful kisses, turning her over onto her back to crawl slightly in over her. It was something about the way she looked at Negan that made Joel feel somehow less than him. It had been so long since she had looked at him the way she did Negan. And it was pure. Things may have been going alright for him and her right now, but he wished she would have looked at him like that. Not Negan.

“I love you, you jerk,” Negan whispered, nuzzling his nose in against hers. Giving her a final kiss, Negan lowered back into the bed. She pushed slightly at Negan’s shoulders eliciting a snort from him. Almost immediately after she was turning around with Negan hooking his arm around her waist. But when her eyes connected with Joel’s, there was a rise in color in her face from her laughter.

“You’re cute,” Joel declared quietly, outstretching his hand to tap softly at the tip of her nose. Amusement tugged at her lips with her cuddling her head in closer to the pillows. Today she looked genuinely happy. He liked seeing it, he just wished it would have been solely from him. For years he had gotten used to a look from her that told him she was heartbroken, but just trying to get by. Now she seemed to be enjoying life. “You don’t regret last night, do you?”

There seemed to be some consideration flooding through her features until she smiled, bit down on her bottom lip and shook her head, “No, I cant say that I regret it.”

Another small yawn fell from her lips before she lifted her hand up to stroke her fingers through Joel’s messy hair. Enjoying the way she touched him had Joel’s eyes coming to a tight close. The bed dipped and a kiss was pressed over the center of his forehead. One that he couldn’t help smiling at.

“I haven’t seen you look like this in a long time,” she whispered, her fingers brushing the longer strands of his short hair behind his ear. “You look happy.”

“I could say the same thing about you,” Joel countered her comment, his eyes lazily opening. Nothing felt better than the warmth of her near. Turning his head into her touch, he placed a kiss over the center of her palm and hummed. “Today you look happier than you have in a long time.”

“It’s me. I’m a fucking antidepressant,” Negan blurt out with his head lifting up slowly. The moment was serious and sweet. But Negan popped in again with his antics, doing his best to be silly. “My dick comes out and people just start fucking feeling better. That’s why they call it the magic stick.”

“Either you go to bed or I’m going to break your jaw and knock you out. That way you don’t have to worry about sleeping and us being too loud with our talking,” Joel warned with a growl eliciting a hearty laugh from Negan. A shocked expression was over Y/N’s face that was also humored. That wasn’t something she expected from him. “I’m sorry, he’s annoying.”

“I’m quite loveable, thank you,” Negan mocked, the cheeky expression that he was making had Joel rolling his eyes and faintly laughing. Although he wanted to be annoyed with Negan, it felt like the younger version of Joel that found Negan to be funny with his dumbass attitude was coming out. “See, you’re mad because I’m making you laugh. You don’t like being happy. You’d rather be grumpy all the fucking time. You want people to be scared of you with that sassy face.”

“You two are ridiculous,” she spoke up getting Joel’s eyes to lock back on hers. No question she found them more so entertaining than anything else, but she had to point out how foolish they were being sounding like boys.

“He’s the one that’s annoying,” Joel threw his hand out at Negan whose nose was wrinkling in entertainment. “I think he lives to be a manchild.”

“Yet, you’re smiling,” she reminded Joel getting a glare in response. A need to point out the negatives in Negan were there. To remind Y/N of how he was awful for her. But? She wasn’t wrong. For some fucking reason, Joel was laughing at Negan. Even if he was being incredibly stupid. “I’m just saying. Don’t get mad at me for pointing out what I see.”

Something strange was happening when it came to Negan. There was no planet where he’d even want to suggest that Negan was making him happy. After all they had gone through since Negan showed up in his life again? Admitting that there was a sense of joy that he felt when he was around Negan would change everything. Mostly the feeling Joel had around Negan was confusion. And maybe jealousy. Negan was his competition. The other man he was battling for Y/N’s heart. He had those negative feelings toward Negan. They were there. So the idea that Negan was making him happy in any fashion? Well that was hard to comprehend. And it wasn’t something he wanted to focus on.

“So uh…” Joel wanted to think of something to change the subject. They had all gotten quiet. And it had started to feel awkward. “How tired are you right now?”

“Extremely,” she stressed, stretching out her body trying to get more comfortable in the bed between them. While she enjoyed the way it felt, there was an ache that lingered throughout her body. And she knew exactly why. “Why do you ask?”

“He wants to sink the ship again into your morning glory,” Negan informed her with a rumble of a growl. Instantly it had Joel rolling his eyes. Negan had a real way with words there. “A repeat performance or an encore if you will.”

“Oh!” she thought about what Negan said. Shaking her head had Joel’s lips parting. Maybe he should lie and say he was suggesting something else. Because she didn’t look too thrilled at the idea of having sex with him again. And even though he didn’t mean to, he was frowning. “I can’t handle all of what happened last night again. That’d be way too much for me right now.”

“Turn that frown upside down cranky pants,” Negan ordered, quick to snap his fingers at Joel with the sadness that seemed to overtake Joel at the idea he wouldn’t get to have something more this morning. “That wasn’t a no.”

Sliding in closer to Y/N, Negan curled his fingers around her jaw loosely. Exhaling sharply, her eyes came to a tight close when he shook his head. Biting at her jawline provoked a moan to fall from her throat, “It means not the sex marathon like last night. No squirting. Or else she won’t make it through the day.”

Gasping out, her eyes came to a tight close with Negan’s hand snaking beneath the blanket to prop her thigh up over his. Tangling their legs, Negan licked his fingertips and gave Joel a smirk before nuzzling his nose in against the side of her neck.

“Right?” Negan slurred against her flesh, tracing his fingertips over the length of her sex beneath the sheets. A rush of pleasure filled her eyes with her tipping her head back against Negan’s shoulder. Smirking, Negan reached between them from behind to lead his cock to her entrance, prodding at it with just the tip at first.

“Yes,” she licked her lips, a muted wince escaping her when he allowed more to sink into her from behind. Negan’s eyelids were heavy, his jaw lowering and flexing with the warmth of her enveloping him. Grasping tightly to her hip, Negan lazily moved his hips behind her while spooning her. Something flickered in Joel’s dark eyes with him watching them. Negan’s large hand cupped at her bare breast, squeezing over it. Purring out, she tipped her head back just enough to get Negan to steal a kiss from her lips.

Soft smacking sounds with Negan’s hand caressing in over her inner thigh toward her hip and then back again filled the air. Grunting, Negan tipped his head back to stare out at Joel and wiggled his finger the beckon him in, “Come close if you want to be a good boy.”

Realizing he was still being included, Joel slid in closer to Y/N pinning her between him and Negan. Their legs were all tangled together with Joel demanding a kiss from her lips. Tiny squeaks of the bed from Negan’s firm, yet unhurried thrusts surrounded them. Hooking his arm under Y/N’s thigh, Joel pulled her from Negan hearing her cry out from the loss of Negan’s lengthy cock from her body.

Glancing between them, Joel teased the swollen tip of his manhood over her clit enjoying the way she purred out. How quickly they all went from being silly to this was impressive. Adjusting his hips, he led his rigid length to her opening allowing her to get comfortable with being filled by his girthy member again.

The moan that escape Joel was louder than he expected. Having her warmth take him in like that and surrounding him again felt so good this morning. Taking a moment to enjoy the way her body clung to his, Joel realized that he was tremoring. Negan was already focused on kissing over the side of her neck while his large palm reached around to cup in over her breast. Squeezing tenderly and kneading at the flesh.

Grasping tightly to her hip, Joel wondered if his fingers would leave a mark, but she didn’t seem to mind the way he was holding onto her. Starting to roll his hips, Joel took his time. Much like Negan had done previously. There was no need to rush things. What was nice was the way she was clinging to him. Getting to be the one to watch her facial expressions in the moment was a gift for Joel. That gave him just as much pleasure as being able to be inside of her.

Truthfully? The thing Joel cared about the most right now was watching her reactions to every move he made. Focusing on how much she liked the way he would move, keeping up with the things that had her a panting mess beside him. Every movement Joel made was determined. Joel’s breathing became broken. The apartment was still quiet, even more so in the room so every thrust he made into her left a wet sound filling the air.

Starting to add strength to his thrusts had her bouncing up and her deep breaths turned to small cries. Grasping her jaw, Negan slurred as he kissed over her jawline, “Does that feel good?”

“Mhmm…” she couldn’t form words watching Negan tap at Joel’s thigh to suggest it was his turn. A loud grunt fell from Joel, his forehead pressing against hers when he pulled his hips back and away from her. Keeping her leg hooked around Joel’s hip had Negan pressing closer to her to lead his erection back into her warmth. It had a moan escaping her that was silenced by Joel’s lips claiming hers in a hungry kiss.

Finding a steady rhythm, Negan grunted against her shoulder. Every movement had deep, forward thrusts into her. Biting at her flesh, Negan pulled her from Joel’s lips and had her kissing him with his tongue brushing out against hers.

“Good fucking girl,” Negan rumbled, putting emphasis to every one of his words with his hard thrusts. Each tug back and push forward of his cock had him stretching her in ways that was making her drunk off of him.

“My turn,” Joel claimed, pulling her from Negan after curling his muscular arm around her. Grasping at his bicep, Y/N’s fingers curled around the flexing muscle looking between them to watch Joel thrusting back into her. This time his movements were a little harder and faster, having her head fall in against his shoulder.

“Fuck,” she pressed her hand in over Joel’s lower abdomen finding herself incredibly sensitive with Negan reaching around to circle his rough fingertips over her sensitive bundle of nerves. Picking up on the fact that she was close to orgasming, Joel’s movements grew more determined with his brow line flexing watching his cock pull and push into her fluidly.

Shuddering and shaking against Joel had Y/N swatting at Joel’s stomach to get him to stop moving after she reached an orgasm from what they were doing to her. Trying to catch her breath had Negan snickering against her flesh.

“I’m in charge. You two are coming. I can’t keep being tossed between the two of you or else I’m going to die,” she insisted shakily moving onto her knees. Motioning Negan to sit up, she had a hard time following him. Everything was tremoring. After last night, she wasn’t sure how she was still able to move at all. Getting Negan to sit down, she pressed into the center of his chest so he could scoot back and rest his back against the headboard. Bracing herself, she crawled in over Negan. Placing her hand over his abdomen, she made sure she wanted to stress her dominance over him. “You’re going to come. You understand?”

“Yes ma’am,” Negan mused with a wicked smile, his thumb dragging out over her bottom lip. Taking his thumb into her mouth, she sucked at the tip of it. After getting comfortable over him, she reached with her free hand to lead his solid cock back into her. Their moans matched each other with her hips lowering down over him. Arching his hips up had her putting a pressure over his abdomen to push him back to the bed.

“What part of I’m in charge did you not understand?” she hissed out, impressing Negan and shocking Joel at the same time. Amused, Joel got up onto his knees moving in beside them.

“It’s all yours,” Negan snickered, throwing his hands up in the air allowing her to start bouncing her hips over his. This was a fun side to see of Y/N, but it also felt very good too. Beside them, Negan could see out of the corner of his eye that Joel had curled his fingers around his own cock. Sheathing it in his grasp, stroking it slowly. “I like when you’re bossy.”

“Of course you do,” she purred taking his cock from tip to base repeatedly working to have Negan come. While it was effecting him? It was doing the same exact thing for her. It gave her an overwhelmingly full sensation that she was sure was enhanced from the night before. Joel’s freehand outstretched to caress over the length of her back adding to the sensation of everything. Winces escaped Negan’s parted lips, his eyelids heavy with desire for her. Sucking in a sharp breath of air, Negan couldn’t help but smile when Joel met her in a hungry kiss.

“Look at you taking control of that big cock,” Negan hissed, his eyes heavy with lust. Pure ecstasy flashed in her eyes, her head tipping back with a cry. Wet smacks matched with the squeaking of the bed with every thrust filtered into the room. “You take it so fucking good sweetheart.”

“I hate this bed,” she announced knowing that if someone was near they would definitely know what they were doing. At least at her house the bed didn’t sound like it was going to break with every thrust they made.

“Everyone is asleep,” Joel leaned over her to pamper her shoulder with wet kisses. The only reason that she would even worry about that was because of the children. That was something she always panicked about when they were together too. Not wanting to be found by the children. Right now? It was so quiet in the apartment that he figured everyone was still exhausted from the travel and walking around the night before. “We would hear if someone was awake.”

“Not the apartment below us,” a wicked smirk pressed in over Negan’s features, liking the glare that she gave him. Groaning out, Negan’s lips parted with her reaching around to caress over his testicles as she rolled her hips over his cock. “Let’s just hope their bedroom isn’t right below ours.”

“That’s not funny,” she braced herself in over Negan who was caressing in over her hips toward her upper back.

“It’s a little funny,” Joel mused getting her to glare at him. Shrugging his shoulders, Joel squeezed at her ass giving it a firm smack. Gasping out, it had her bouncing back and tightening up. A raspy moan fell from Negan’s throat with him grasping to her thighs. Starting to thrust up toward her, Negan sucked at his bottom lip.

“Damn it Negan,” she pouted knowing that she requested having control of the moment. Louds smacks filled the air from Negan’s powerful upward thrusts. Every movement felt amazing. Their broken breaths matched each other and Negan was working hard to build her up. Getting her right to the edge of an orgasm, Negan felt her nails digging into his flesh. Almost immediately, Negan’s movements slowed down taking that orgasm from her. An annoyed sound escaped her with her hitting at the center of his chest. “You dick.”

“You said you were in charge,” Negan reasoned with her, laughing when she softly smacked at the side of his face. Lifting up to meet her in a quick kiss, Negan nipped at her bottom lip and growled. “Go ahead. Come on my cock.”

“You’re done for,” she declared hooking her fingers around the back of his neck. Bracing her other hand against his thigh, she used her strength to pound herself down over his manhood. Smack after smack of their flesh had Negan’s moans growing louder. “Negan…”

“Fucking…fuck,” Negan cussed out, meeting her lips in a heated kiss. Inside of her, he could feel her body contracting around his. By the sounds she was making, there was no question that she was leading herself to an orgasm. Pulling her in close, Negan was meeting her movements with his thrusts. Once she started to come, it had her tremoring against him and the added sensation of a tender caress over his testicles had him resting his chin against Y/N’s shoulder. Joel’s dark eyes were watching closely and Negan realized it was Joel’s added touch. Tossing his head back, the vein at the side of Negan’s neck bulged and her mouth covered his lips when his moans started. Riding him until the very end of his orgasm, she took her time to pull herself from his twitching cock with some of his cum dripping down over his lower abdomen. “Damn woman.”

“Sit down,” she panted looking over to Joel who gave her a single nod. She didn’t have to tell him twice. Sitting at the center of the bed, Joel stretched out his legs. Sliding his hands back allowed him to balance his weight when she shakily moved to him across the bed. Once she started to crawl in over him, it had Joel’s breathing growing louder. Keeping his eyes locked on her, Joel helped her get comfortable over him. Wrapping her legs around his torso, she rest her feet on the bed just behind him. Placing her left hand on the bed behind her had her bracing her weight while her right arm hooked around his shoulders to help her move. Giving him a nod, her lips parted and she dragged her tongue out against her bottom lip. Right now? Her heart was hammering in her body. The room was spinning around her. There was a tingling sensation in the pit of her belly, but she knew the quicker they got this done, the better. “Put it inside of me.”

“Yes ma’am,” Joel did as he was told, curling his fingers around the base of his cock. Stroking over the shaft, he made sure he was ready letting his swollen tip enter her with ease. It had her head dropping back, the pleasure in her face clearly evident. At first, she just focused on the tip. Letting it slide into her and then out. Each movement was slow, but it felt so fucking good. “Goddamn.”

“You like that?” she confirmed having Joel lick his lips watching her movements over him. Slow drags over his thick cock had her head tipping back. Behind her Negan was laying stretched out on the bed, his chest rising and falling with him trying to gather his breath. Tipping her head back down, she was in awe of the way Joel’s eyes were hooked on his length moving in and out of her. Pushing forward had more of his rigid body sinking into her and his head dropped back with his eyes coming to a tight close. “You like the way it feels inside of that tight pussy?”

“So fucking much,” Joel immediately responded noticing Negan moving in behind Y/N to allow her to brace herself against him. Hearing her talk like that turned Joel on more than he expected it to. There were undoubtedly innocent sides to her, but when she was naughty? She was very fucking naughty. And every part of him loved it. Caressing his large palms over her breasts had her purring out. Over her shoulder, Negan was watching closely with their bodies moving together in unison.

“You both are so fucking hot,” Negan claimed, turning his head toward Y/N to nip at her earlobe. Growling, Negan’s hand reached out to caress in over her hip and then further down to do the same over Joel’s outer thigh.

Again and again, she took Joel into her with steady fluid motions. Panting, Joel started rolling his hips up toward her desperate for a release himself. And with every movement, he could feel a fire growing deep inside of him. Bracing his weight on his left hand, his thumb on his right hand met her clitoris allowing her to bounce up toward the friction of him caressing her extremely sensitive body.

Winces from Joel matched the moans of Y/N who was silence by Negan kissing her through the moment, “I’m close.”

With the help of Negan, her hips started to move harder and faster over Joel. This surprised Joel. She stressed that she was sore and tired, yet she was doing most of the work. Pressing his head forward, Joel rest his head against the center of her chest. Closing his eyes, he listened to the sounds of her heart pounding and it made him smile. Right at the verge of his orgasm, the sound of a knock on the door had her tensing over him. It had him groaning out, biting at her shoulder to keep himself from making a sound.

“Mom! Can you come out here?” the sound of Elizabeth was at the other end of the door. The color drained from her face and Y/N attempted to pull her hips from Joel. Hearing their child outside the door during their sex-a-thon was not exactly the thing any of them wanted to hear right now. Thank God the door was locked. “It’s important.”

“No, please. I haven’t come yet,” Joel begged in a whisper whining when she pulled her body from his. Once his cock left Y/N’s body, it smacked up against his lower abdomen. It was throbbing, twitching against his flesh desperate for some kind of release. And it ached. Fuck, did it ache. “I’m so close…”

“Being a mom comes first,” she alerted Joel who dramatically dropped back on the bed and covered his eyes in frustration. Barely being able to make it onto her legs, she took a minute to brace herself. Her legs felt like Jell-o, but she got dressed, fixed her hair and then was quick to sneak out of the bedroom leaving Negan and Joel to themselves.

“Fuck,” Joel was incredibly frustrated letting out a wince with the ache that his cock felt. A moment later a gasp fell from his throat with Negan moving in beside him. Swallowing down hard, Negan’s eyes gazed down and he bit on his bottom lip. “Negan?”

“Do you wanna come?” Negan asked causing Joel to groan at the idea. Joel’s chest was rising and falling heavily, his brown eyes locked on Negan’s. Not saying anything else, Joel gave Negan a small nod. Taking that as permission, Negan pressed his body in closer to Joel’s. His left hand pressed in over Joel’s mouth to keep him quiet with his right hand wrapping around Joel’s erection. Not wasting time, Negan’s strokes were firm and steady. Quickly sheathing over Joel’s distended flesh made Joel’s head tip back, his eyes coming to a tight close. Biting back the inexplicable moan that was building up inside of him was hard. Negan’s touch had his hips bouncing up toward it and Joel knew his body was eager for a release. But something else was flooding through his mind in the moment. Grasping firmly to Negan’s wrist had Negan stopping thinking this wasn’t what Joel wanted. “What?”

“Please…” Joel turned his head away from Negan’s palm, panting when he lifted his head enough to look down at his swollen erection.

“Please what?” Negan was quiet in the way he spoke, his hazel eyes confused with what Joel was requesting from him.

“What we talked about last night,” Joel reminded Negan who gave a smirk, his head tipping to the side in amusement. “Finish me off with your mouth?”

“If that’s what you want,” Negan clicked his tongue against the top of his mouth, his eyes narrowing and his eyebrows bouncing up.

There was something in the way that Negan smiled that had chills flooding down Joel’s spine. Turning his body, Negan braced his weight over Joel. The warmth of Negan’s body had Joel sucking in a sharp breath of air. Lazy kisses started at the center of Joel’s chest with Negan looking to Joel for confirmation that he still wanted this. In that moment? He very much did. A lot.

The scratching of Negan’s short beard against his flesh was unlike anything he had felt before, but he didn’t hate it. Gradually each kiss pressed lower and lower until Negan’s wet kisses covered Joel’s hip. Starting to jerk Joel off again, Negan focused his caress at the base of Joel’s cock. Adjusting his weight comfortably, Negan took his time wrapping his lips around Joel’s swollen tip. Almost immediately Joel’s hips bounced up toward Negan eager to have that warmth. Placing his arm out across Joel’s lower abdomen kept Joel locked in place so Negan could work to bring him to that orgasm that Joel pled to have from him.

Keeping his head lifted, Joel watched Negan closely with his Adam’s apple bouncing in his throat. Twenty four hours ago, this would have never been something he saw happening but watching Negan give him a blowjob had his heart flip flopping. The wet drag of Negan’s tongue over the length of Joel’s shaft made Joel drop his head back. When the warmth of it circled the ridges of the sensitive tip, it had Joel’s left hand dropping against the bed. Squeezing the comforter in his fingers, Joel’s right hand sank into Negan’s dark hair. And the sound that Negan made vibrated against Joel’s cock working up another quiet moan from Joel’s throat. Sloppy kisses were being placed at the length of his body teasing him. So by the time Negan took Joel into his mouth again, Joel was incredibly thankful.

Everything inside of Joel tensed up, his eyes opening up with him staring at the ceiling. Surprisingly, Negan was very good at this. The caress of Negan’s hand over the base of Joel’s cock matched the bobbing of Negan’s head over the tip. Loud breaths were escaping Joel. Badly he wanted to make a sound, but he knew he couldn’t. For all he fucking knew his children were outside the door with his family. Forcing himself to watch Negan again, Joel licked his lips.

“Fuck,” Joel slurred, biting down on his bottom lip in attempts to silence himself. God, it felt fucking phenomenal. And it looked like Negan was enjoying himself while he pleasured Joel too. Maybe it was because he was already on the verge of an orgasm and it was stopped or because Joel had never been with a man before, but every sensation felt enhanced. Something in his brain was telling him that this was wrong, but it felt so…right?

Panting, the muscles in Joel’s stomach were flexing and he thrust his hips up toward Negan’s mouth as much as he could, eager to reach that release he had been cheated from. The swallowing sensation of Negan’s throat around his cock had Joel dropping his head back onto the bed. A rush flooded Joel’s veins with his body arching up toward Negan.

“Fuck,” Joel groaned out loudly once his orgasm hit him with Negan swallowing down his release. Almost immediately, he regretted his response to coming with his body tremoring. The goal was to be quiet and he was not quiet. At all.

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“What’s wrong?” Y/N rushed out into the living room after leaving the bedroom. Panic flooded her veins. This was not a situation that Y/N ever wanted to find herself in. And that was why she never usually had sex this late into the morning. This was not the kind of behavior that she was used to. There was a fear that Elizabeth knew something. Lifting her stare, Y/N saw that Peter was standing at the second floor looking down at them. His fingers were curled around the railing, his dark eyes following Elizabeth’s worried movements. Fear covered Elizabeth’s face when she returned to the living room. That was not the look that she was expecting. “What’s going on?”

“I can’t find dad,” Elizabeth explained, throwing her hands up in the air. Trying to calm herself, Y/N folded her arms out in front of her chest. Her body was still weak, her heart hammering in her chest and her legs doing their best to carry her weight. Being upset that they couldn’t find Joel was better than knowing what they were doing behind that door. Pretending to be okay and normal was very hard in the moment, but Y/N was doing her best. “I’ve looked everywhere for him.”

“Everywhere ma. He’s not here,” Peter confirmed what Elizabeth was saying, speaking loud enough for them to hear him from the second floor. Elizabeth had headed back toward the entertainment room in search of Joel again as if the second time would have Joel showing up. “Elizabeth woke me up. And I looked everywhere too. Can’t find him.”

“When I checked his bedroom, his cell phone is still there. Plugged in and charging,” Elizabeth stammered, her dark eyes seemingly incredibly worried about where her father was. All of this had Y/N’s throat going dry. How was she going to explain to her children that Joel was in the bedroom she shared with Negan? “His boots were there, his bag…”

“He’s okay,” Y/N tried to assure her children hearing the sound of Peter running down the stairs to join them. She wasn’t lying, she just knew that she couldn’t really elaborate because for some reason she wasn’t coming up with a good lie fast enough. Elizabeth was frantic and she wanted answers now.

“How is he okay mom? If he’s not here, that means he’s out there. It’s snowing. He’s been acting weird this whole trip and…” Elizabeth began to stammer, stressing her worries to her mother. Elizabeth was in the middle of having a meltdown when a loud roar of a groan was heard coming from the bedroom. It was obviously Joel when him cussing followed immediately after. Both of the children froze, their dark eyes looking toward the door that Negan and Joel were behind. “Is…is dad in there?”

“Yeah,” Y/N spoke uneasily knowing how she had just left Negan and Joel moments earlier. And she couldn’t lie. There was no getting out of this one. “Which is why I told you that he was okay. I knew he was. We were in there talking and…”

“Why is dad in your bedroom with Negan?” Peter questioned, his right eyebrow arching up in curiosity and it had Y/N looking back toward the door. Well shit. Why couldn’t she come up with a good enough lie? “Mom?”

“Hey!” Y/N called out with Peter rushing toward the bedroom door to push it open. It had her following Peter who stopped in the doorway when he saw Joel standing at the dresser where Negan’s bag was on top of it. Joel had managed to get his pajama pants back on, but he was still shirtless with his messy hair sticking to his face from the sweat that had formed. Looking around the room, Y/N noticed that Negan wasn’t in sight and she was thankful that Joel was wearing something. “The children were worried about you because they couldn’t find you. And then they just heard you…”

“Oh, I’m okay. I stubbed my toe on the dresser. Hurt like a son of a bitch,” Joel gave a quick smile while digging through Negan’s bag still as if he was looking for something. Out of the corner of his eye, Joel noticed that Y/N was moving over toward the other side of the bed. Joel’s pair of boxers were on the floor and she was casually kicking them under the bed so the children didn’t see it. “I was just looking for a shirt to borrow from Negan.”

“You’re borrowing a shirt from Negan?” Elizabeth repeated when she moved in beside Peter at the door. That wasn’t a lie that she was quick to believe. “You two don’t wear the same kind of things.”

Taking a moment to look around, Elizabeth cleared her throat and shrugged, “Why are you sweating?”

“I was working out in the gym,” Joel lied remembering that this huge fucking apartment had a gym in it. Thankfully, he was quicker on his feet with lying to the children than Y/N was because she was at a loss for words originally. “That’s why I’m borrowing a t-shirt from Negan. I packed like shit before we came here. I just had the one t-shirt. And everything else I had was warm. My tank top that I was wearing got soaked. It was so sweaty that I asked to borrow a t-shirt from Negan. He packed way better than I did.”

“You were working out?” Peter snickered getting a glare from his father. The idea of Joel working out visibly amused their younger child. “You’d rather die than run on a treadmill.”

“I had nervous energy,” Joel snarled hearing his son’s laugh grow louder. Quite a few times lately, his body shape had come up making him kind of self-conscious about it. “I’m not out of shape y’know. My arms are nice.”

Joel flexed his arm bringing attention to his bicep. It had Elizabeth rolling her eyes and Peter still seemed to be entertained, “Well, that’s because you carry a lot of heavy things at work. It’s not like you’ve worked out to really get that way.”

Grabbing one of Negan’s t-shirts, Joel pulled it on, taking a look down at the old rock band t-shirt that was covering his body. Tugging at the bottom had Joel scoffing when he turned to the children and folded his arms out in front of his chest.

“Where is Negan?” Elizabeth wondered taking a look around. The door to the bathroom was slightly open just a crack.

Pointing back toward the bathroom, Joel snapped his fingers and nodded, “He’s in the shower.”

“I don’t hear a shower,” Peter blurt out followed by the sound of the shower turning on. Looking between Joel and Y/N, Peter let out a nervous laugh himself. Right away he was picking up that Y/N and Joel were acting different. “Why are the two of you acting weird?”

“We’re not acting weird, you’re acting weird,” Joel hushed brushing his hands off on his pajama pants when he stepped in closer to the door. “What’s wrong with me borrowing a t-shirt from Negan?”

“Nothing,” Elizabeth shook her head, stepping back and away from the door toward the living room. “I’m just glad you’re okay. When I couldn’t find you and I saw that your room was empty, I panicked. Especially with your cell phone still here and your boots.”

“I’m okay,” Joel assured her with a wink, leaning against the doorframe, the room still spinning around him from what happened. “Nothing to worry about. I promise you if I leave this apartment, I’ll have my phone so you can get ahold of me.”

“I’m gonna go back to bed since you woke me up,” Peter grunted under his breath heading back for the stairs to stomp up them. “It’s too early for me.”

“It’s nine-thirty,” Elizabeth called out to her brother who threw his hands up in the air dramatically.

“Well I don’t want to start moving until at least ten,” Peter declared causing Joel to smirk at his son’s antics.

“I guess I’m going back upstairs to get ready for the day,” Elizabeth looked to her parents and shrugged her shoulders. “Are you two okay?”

“Oh, yeah,” Joel immediately nodded, pointing back toward the bedroom. “I’m going to talk to your mom for a minute, okay?”

Instead of saying anything, Elizabeth just gave him a simple nod eyeing over the both of them suspiciously before heading upstairs. Grabbing a hold of Y/N’s hand, Joel tugged her back into the bedroom and closed the door behind him.

“Are they gone?” Negan popped his head out, showing that his hair was wet. What he had done was quickly dipped his head in underneath the spray of the water to ‘prove’ that he was in the shower just in case someone came looking for him. Once he realized they were alone, Negan moved out of the bathroom with a white towel wrapped loosely around his hips.

“What the hell happened?” Y/N questioned them having Joel dropping down on the bed and falling back on it. With his silence, Y/N looked to Negan who shamelessly threw his hands up in the air. “Someone? I thought our kids were about to be mortified for life.”

“I came,” Joel grumbled under his breath, his hand placing over the center of his chest trying to catch his breath. There was shock in her eyes when she looked between Joel and Negan. Negan folded his arms out in front of his chest and cleared his throat. “Hard.”

“A lot,” Negan alerted her, lifting his hand to drag his thumb across his bottom lip. Her face twisted with confusion looking between the two of them. Waiting for some kind of answer, she finally gave up and looked to Negan. “I don’t know what he wants me to say.”

“Before our children come back, please someone let me in here,” she half laughed with Joel’s head turning to stare out at her with almost disappointment in his eyes. “What?”

“He had me blow him,” Negan explained, being honest with her. It had her looking back at Negan who shrugged his shoulders. A moment later he was being whipped with a pillow that Joel had just launched at him. “What? I don’t lie to her.”

“Why is that bad?” she leaned down to pick up the pillow that had hit the ground. Tossing it back on the bed had Joel pressing up onto his palms. “I told you last night that didn’t bother me. We were together. All three of us.”

“Stop putting labels on things,” Negan suggested, moving in beside Y/N to hook his arm around her shoulders. “I know your head is screaming you’re straight and you think you’ve done something wrong, but you haven’t. You did what felt good and there is nothing wrong with that.”

“The only thing that was wrong was us thinking it would be okay to have sex in the morning with the children here,” she reiterated what she had thought before all of this started. “We’re lucky that they didn’t figure out what we were doing. God, if they would have walked in on us…”

“Yeah, it would have been a hard thing to explain,” Joel agreed with her, brushing his damp hair out of his eyes. There was so much going through Joel’s mind, but he just found himself lost for words. “I don’t know what to say right now.��

“There’s nothing you have to say,” Negan stressed heading over to sit down on the bed beside Joel. Y/N stepped forward toward the bed, reaching out to grab for Joel’s hand to hold it. “Last night was just us feeling good. Enjoying ourselves. Making her feel good.”

“I’m just disappointed I miss the ending,” she teased Joel with a wink eliciting a huff from him. “It sounded impressive.”

“Maybe we’ll go for a repeat performance,” Negan snickered, getting up from the bed, pointing toward the bathroom. “I should probably take a shower for real. You wanna join me?”

“Don’t push it,” Joel responded with a scoff noticing that Negan was staring down at him. “I should probably go upstairs and shower myself so the children don’t pick up on things. Elizabeth is old enough to be suspicious.”

“See you in a few,” Negan gave a wink, pulling his towel from his body to toss it on the center of the bed as he walked back toward the bathroom.

Leaving Y/N alone with Joel had Joel standing up from the bed. Shakily reaching his hands out, Joel’s thumbs swept in over the sides of her face urging her to him to place a delicate kiss over her lips. The way she looked at him took his breath away when he pulled back. This was the first time in a very long time that she looked at him like that. Maybe this trip wasn’t so bad after all.

Giving her a wink, he backstepped toward the door and moved through the apartment. By now the children were back to their rooms. Unhurriedly he moved up the stairs and stopped when he got to Elizabeth’s room to see that she was sitting on her bed playing on her phone.

“Hey,” Joel called out from the door, his head tipping to the side and resting against the doorframe. When her big brown eyes lifted, Joel gave her a weak smile. “I’m sorry for scaring you. I would never do anything that would take me away from you.”

“I guess I should have known better,” she explained with a long sigh, lowering her phone down enough to give Joel her full attention. “I just got worried when I couldn’t find you. We’re in a new place and everything. I just don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”

“I’m okay,” Joel assured her with a wink, nodding over toward his room. “I need to get in a shower, but I just wanted to let you know that I love you. So much.”

“I love you too dad,” Elizabeth called out with a weak smile, lifting her phone back up when Joel headed toward the bedroom.

Inside of his room was a smaller bathroom that made it easy to hop into the shower. Truthfully? He needed that alone time. There were a lot of things going on through his mind. There was a hope that everything would be okay between him and Y/N. The idea of what had happened with Negan was flooding through his mind too.

His thoughts were short lasting by the time he heard the sound of the shower door opening behind him. Before he could react, he felt arms wrapping around his torso and hands caressing up over the center of his chest. Someone cuddled their head in against his back and it made him smile. Reaching for the hands, Joel linked his fingers with theirs and smiled.

“What happened to not wanting the children to be confused?” Joel slurred, bringing one of the hands up to place a kiss over the back of it.

“Your son is face down in his pillows and your daughter is helping Negan make something for breakfast. We’re okay,” Y/N’s voice filled the smaller shower before she started pressing small kisses over Joel’s shoulder. Turning in her arms, Joel loosely grasped to her hips to bring her closer to him under the warm stream of water. Allowing their bodies to press together, Joel lowered down to nuzzle his nose in against the side of her neck. “You’re not going to look at me differently now, right?”

“Why do you think I would look at you differently?” Joel turned in Y/N’s arms, allowing her arms to wrap loosely around his waist. Using his right hand, Joel palmed in over the side of her face and shook his head. “To be fair, I already knew that Negan was having sex with you. And I still wanted you.”

“Yeah, but it’s a bit different when two men share you like that,” she thought aloud, biting down on her bottom lip. With her hands caressing up over the lengths of Joel’s back it made him smile. Here she was asking what he thought about things showing him that his opinion of her meant something.

“All that matters is that you enjoyed yourself,” Joel backstepped into the water bringing her further under the spray with him. Cupping her face tenderly, Joel pressed in to steal a passionate kiss from her lips.

“I think this feels like a good thing,” she suggested, her words vibrating against his lips evoking him to hum against her flesh. “I feel like you’re more relaxed now. Open to things. I think realizing a few things about yourself helped you come to terms with things that maybe you never realized.”

“Which is what?” Joel’s eyebrow arched in a moment of curiosity.

“I just mean with you and Negan…” she started only to be silenced by Joel’s finger sliding in over her lips.

“Don’t,” Joel shook his head, biting down on his bottom lip at the mention of what happened between him and Negan. “Like Negan said, sex feels good. And at the time things just felt natural, but that? That wouldn’t normally happen with me.”

“I don’t know Joel, Negan is pretty appealing and I could see the way you looked at him,” she stammered, recalling how things went down between them both last night and this morning. “I really don’t mind that the two of you might have something there.”

“Who I have something with is you,” Joel declared, drawing out his words in hope of making it clear for her. Tipping her head made Joel scoff since she was no doubt still thinking about him and Negan. “Do you want me to get with Negan? Leave you alone while we run off together?”

“Knock it off,” she laughed, shoving her hand into his chest getting his back to press against the wall of the shower. “I’m just saying it’s okay to open yourself up to the idea that you might like things you’ve never realized before. I for one thought it was hot.”

“Well I’m glad we could entertain you for the time being,” the bridge of Joel’s nose wrinkled with him caressing up over her sides. “But, my heart belongs to you.”

There was a silence between them with her eyes contemplating what he just said. Everything seemed to weigh heavy on both of them. Even though they both very much enjoyed what happened, they both had their worries that they weren’t really stressing.

“Please don’t let this make things get weird between us,” she begged of Joel, exhaling loudly caressing her hands down over the lengths of his torso before rising again.

“Make things weird?” Joel muttered, his head tipping to the side not sure where she was going with that comment.

“I just don’t want this to ruin what is good about us. You know?” she stammered, attempting to look away from Joel, but he curled his finger in underneath her chin to get her to lock eyes with him. “We’re good co-parents. There were a lot of things I liked about us that I just don’t want to see go south. So just promise me you won’t let get things weird.”

“Things aren’t going to get weird,” Joel hushed her, an amused rumble escaping his lips. Desperation flooded into her features and he knew that she wanted that promise. “I promise that I won’t let things get weird between us.”

“Thank you,” she whispered, tipping up on her toes to press a quick kiss over Joel’s lips. After she did that it felt like maybe she was about to leave the shower so he hooked his arm around her. Spinning her carefully, he pressed her back against the shower wall. Hooking his arms under her thighs, Joel grunted when he picked her up in his arms. “Joel?”

“Can you keep yourself quiet?” Joel wondered, his nose nuzzling in against hers. Capturing her lips in a heated kiss, Joel closed the distance between them. Hooking her arms around his broad shoulders caused her to let out a tremoring breath.

“The question is can I walk if you do what I think you’re thinking about doing,” she breathed against his lips, provoking a muted laugh to fall from him. Pressing his forehead to hers, Joel swallowed down hard and gave her a nod. “You might need to carry me Joel.”

“Then I will,” Joel’s southern drawl grew thick with a big smile tugging at his handsome features. “I’ll carry you everywhere if I have to.”

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