Prompt Request | Regan #1
Trope: Forced Marriage | Tags: #Forced Marriage #Showoff!Negan #Possesive!Negan
Negan’s always been a hands on kind of guy. But when he marries Rick, he goes a little overboard.
It was a deal with the devil on Rick’s end, and Negan doesn’t delude himself into thinking he would’ve said ‘yes’ had it not been for what saying ‘no’ would’ve meant for his people. But he also doesn’t let that stop him from showing off, either.
In crowds Negan makes sure to keep a steady hand on the small of Rick’s back, leading him unnecessarily, a smug sense of pride filling him when he feels eyes all over them. He makes a point to attend every visit to Alexandria, never allowing Rick to stray more than a foot or so from his side, making a show of holding Rick’s hand from the minute they walk through the gate till they’re packing up to leave.
The unsettled looks and the heated glares he gets from the Alexandrians please him just as thoroughly as the less hostile responses back at the Sanctuary. It’s all the same to him.
It’s amusing at first, to watch Rick fume and onlookers squirm. It’s fun. Then one day, Simon makes a comment about how he hadn’t been to see his wives in over two months and fuck has it really been that long?
“He’s that good huh?” Simon snorts, laughing at whatever expression Negan must be making, “Shit, you might need to let me take a swing.”
Negan knows he’s joking, - he does - but that doesn’t stop his blood from boiling at even the suggestion of someone, anyone else, touching Rick.
The feeling that burns through him at the thought has him storming off, struggling not to turn back around and let Lucille teach his second best subordinate a fucking thing or two
He goes to his room, practically kicking down the fucking door. It crashes open to reveal Rick, the other man jumping to his feet, hand on his gun in record time.
“Shit.” Rick shakes his head, his hand falling away, “It’s just y-”
He has no time to finish, because in the next second, Negan is on him.
Negan kisses him hard, all teeth and frustration. He clutches the material of Rick’s shirt, the clicking sound of buttons hitting the floor filling his ears as he rips it open.
Negan drags him to the bed, practically tackling him with his forcefulness.
“What’s gotten into you?” Rick manages to rush out, his voice hardly more than a breath.
Negan bites him, Rick giving a sharp hiss as he drags blunt nails down his shoulders.
“You’re mine.” he growls, attacking Rick’s bare chest, nipping sharply, grabbing fistfuls of whatever flesh he can grasp.
“You’re mine.” he repeats, clutching Rick’s face with a shockingly gentle hand, the other man’s pupil’s blown wide, looking Negan over with lust and confusion.
“Say it.”
“I’m yours.” Rick breathes, and it pricks something in Negan, the way he makes it sound like a promise. Negan kisses him again, deep and slow, taking his time. He wants Rick to remember this, wants to make sure he’ll never forget.
And when Rick cries out his name, he knows he won’t.
For: @ri0tangel <3
I hope you liked it! I didn’t know how you’d feel about smut so I tried to keep it light? Let me know if you have any more requests! I’d be happy to write more! :)
