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Great. Just great. How the hell did you end up with Negan AND a horde of walkers after you both? It was like a nightmare. You two desperately ran and ran, shouting and cursing. They came from all directions, surrounding you. The tall trees definitely didn’t help, camouflaging some of the walkers. You had a close call with one, but you were able to stab it in the head before it teared a chunk out of your arm. This all started when you had left Alexandria, hoping to head down into the woods for some peace and quiet and time to yourself. But, you encountered the one and only Negan instead. It seemed that you two had the exact same idea. After threatening to kill each other and almost getting to that, you both began to hear groaning. The groaning turned into more and more groans until you were completely surrounded. You had no choice but to run. So here you were, running through the woods with Negan and trying to find safety. Your heart was pounding. Soon, you encountered a small cabin. Negan ran up ahead and began bashing at the door with the top of Lucille, trying to break the doors lock. You shot at a few while he was doing that. But it was taking too long and you weren’t in the best of moods…
“How much longer is that going to fucking take?” You shouted over the groaning of the walkers. You began to shoot at any coming too near, the bullets flying through their heads and their bodies falling limp on the floor. “I’m fucking trying!” He shouted back and with one particularly hard bash, the door was open. You two ran inside, desperately trying to find something to barricade the door up with. All you could find was a small bedside table that wouldn’t do too much to stop hundreds of walkers getting in. Still, you shoved it against the door hoping for some kind of miracle. You and Negan stood there panting, trying to catch your breath. The door soon began to shake with the constant pounding of the walkers. You had to get somewhere else. Somewhere safe. “Get your ass in here!” Negan shouted to you, gesturing to a cupboard that you and Negan could hide in standing up. You ran after him, heading inside too. It was pretty much perfect, until you realised the size and just how little room you had. Yours and Negan’s limbs were tangled, awkwardly hitting and bumping into each other as you desperately tried to give each other space. “Hey, give a man some room here!” Negan growled at you, gritting his teeth as he tried to kick you backwards against the wall. You scoffed. “I’m trying! I don’t want to be trapped in here with you so I?” You whisper growled back, kicking back at him. You could both still hear the sound of the walkers outside, bashing at the door. Luckily, it hadn’t been broken down just yet.
The next few seconds consisted of awkward shuffling and cursing, kicking at each other until your knee hit him in the stomach. Negan groaned. “Be fucking careful will ya?” He said, shooting you a death stare. He soon got you back and he kneed you in the stomach even harder. “Oh you fucker-“ There was several blows to each other, punching and kicking. This was not at all how you expected this to go. At this moment, you wished to got that you had stayed back at Alexandria and not trapped in a confined cupboard with Negan Smith and walkers outside. It wasn’t your ideal afternoon idea. After kneeing Negan hard in the stomach again, you seized your opportunity to stop him. You pinned him to the wall, your hand coming up to grip at his throat while your leg settled between his, keeping him pinned. It was a similar move that Rick had taught you when he was a sheriff, so you used it on Negan. “Stop it.” You growled through gritted teeth, squeezing a little on his neck to stop him from talking. He sent you a death stare back. “Y-you’re a bitch” He spat, and it only made you more angry, tightening your grip a little and pushing your leg up more between his. You noticed that Negan’s face turned into a different look. Different to one of anger. But you couldn’t work it out so you ignored it for now. You loosened your grip a little as you heard the walkers bash through the door. They were in. You kept as still as anything and so did Negan. His eyes on the door of the cupboard and listening to the groaning outside. You jumped a little when a particularly loud groan from one of the walkers was heard as it got near to the door, causing Negan to let out a sound. If you were being honest, it sounded awfully like a quiet moan.
You looked at him, noticing that he was looking at you in a different way and biting his lip. You frowned. “What’s up with you?” You whispered to him, and he smirked in response. “Your leg. That’s the fucking problem. Damn (Y/N), I thought you hated me. But here you are, pressing your leg against me” He whispered back into your ear and you froze, now realising this situation. To make things better, you could now feel an obvious bulge present against your leg. Your leg was so pressed against him, and when you jumped, it grinded against him slightly. You tested the theory to see if you were correct, grinding your leg in a small circle motion and he let out a noise similar to a whimper. God, you were meant to hate him, but this shit turned you on. You had him at your mercy. He had to stay quiet. “You gonna stay quiet if I do this?” You whisper into his ear, pressing myself against him. “Fuck, yeah” Negan said back, looking at you with lust filled eyes. You began to slowly move your leg again, grinding it against his clothed cock. He bit down on his lip hard to stifle any moans that threatened to get out. You smirked at the sight. Negan, your enemy and the badass ruler of the saviors, completely at your mercy and struggling to stay quiet as you simply grinded your leg against him. It was intoxinating. You needed to hear him. You needed to hear him moan.
Ignoring the walkers outside, you began to ruthlessly grind faster against his clothed cock, making his head fall back against the cupboard wall and a strangled moan falling from his lips. The walkers didn’t pay any attention to it, it not being loud enough thankfully. You adjusted your leg, moving to push your knee against him now, creating more friction. You grinded it against him hard in circle motions, right where you could feel his tip was. Another noise fell from his throat, it was a moan mixed with a whimper and you clamped your hand over his mouth. You could hear the walkers groan louder at the noise so you froze for a minute. Once they calmed down, you let out a breath, moving to his ear.
“You just can’t stay quiet can you? Moaning for me when I’m just grinding my leg against you. You’re so fucking desperate” You whispered into his ear and you felt his hips jerk forward at the words, his eyes shutting as he rocked his hips against your leg. You laughed softly against his ear. You were just teasing him at this point, not giving him proper contact to his dick. But after all, you hated Negan. Why give him something he so desperately wanted?
You felt his heavy warm breaths on your hand as he struggled to stay quiet. You began your attack on his neck, kissing and licking down it. You couldn’t resist sucking a mark into his neck, almost claiming him as yours. He let out a groan at this, his hands coming to hold at your hips as you showed him cruelness. Cruelness where he couldn’t be loud and he couldn’t move away. You let him rut up against your thigh, tensing your leg over and over again to create a pulsing feeling for him and you saw his eyes roll back into his head, groans being muffled by your hand. He was tensing up, getting close to release. You gave him some mercy and you moved your hand away. Immediately, he buried his head against your neck, panting and moaning into it.
“Fuck darlin’…I’m so close” He groaned, his voice coming out raspy and shaky. It turned you on so much. You felt yourself grow even more wetter. But right now, this was about him.
“Then cum for me. Show me you can be more than just my enemy Negan” You whispered back, feeling his hips move faster and faster against your leg, his hands digging into your hips.
“Oh I fucking will” He groaned. A few seconds later he bit down hard onto your neck as he came with a cry. He came in his trousers. For you. You did that to him. You did that to your enemy. Jesus, you thought, you would definitely be getting yourself off to the thought of him tonight.
As he calmed down, you both began to return to your senses. The groaning noises had stopped. It was silent. They must’ve gone. You were too busy to even realise. You both stepped out the cupboard, Negan on shaky legs. It was then that he realised you hadn’t got off yet.
“You want me to take care of you too now sweetheart?” He said with his signature smirk. That smirk that you once hated so much but now turns you on so much.
God, this was going to be a long night…