#twd 11x06

“Good, can’t wait to see you strip”, you teased back, grinning at him as he let out a small chuckle, trying to muffle himself though as you started to step up the stairs, quiet not to wake Gabe and Elijah. “Touché”, Negan said quietly, with a grin on his lips as he glimpsed over his shoulder as you passed the room of the others, before you could slip into your room at the end of the hallway and close the door quietly behind yourself. Dropping your boots and the backpack at the end of the bed, you heard a small sizzling echo through the room as Negan turned on the petroleum lamp on the nightstand that you’d found earlier along with the other supplies in the cellar and filled the room with some of its dim, but warm light. With a small groan, you stretched your worn limbs and strolled over to the left side of the bed, watching as Negan kicked off his boots before he reached out to pull you closer. A hum left your lips as you leaned into his warmth and wrapped your arms around his torso, glimpsing up at him only to feel him press his lips over yours in the very next moment. Softly, he groaned into you, one of his hands finding the back of your neck while the other travelled down your back and slipped underneath your top, caressing over your skin in a fashion that you knew all too well and usually meant that he was trying to take things further. You liked it, no question, but it didn’t quite match the exhausted and yawning man you’d seen earlier down in the living room. “I thought you were tired”, you mumbled with a small chuckle against his lips as he let go for a moment and a small grin slipped on his lips. “I am, I’m fuckin’ exhausted”, he mumbled still holding you close as he leaned a little back to get a look at you,”But my damn head is still buzzing like a beehive, ain’t gonna sleep a wink like that.” He sighed, his thumb circling softly over the nape of your neck as his eyes found yours again. “I just wanna stop feeling scared, or angry or fucking worried for just a little while”, he said, quiet so his voice wasn’t loud enough to be heard by the others while he shrugged his shoulders softly ,”Just a quick, slow fuck so we can screw this shit out of our brains for a bit.” You slowly nodded, pretty much agreeing with him as you just wanted to slip from your concerns for a moment and relief the stress so you could dive into a deep and hopefully peaceful sleep for a few hours later. Tipping up, you moved in to press a kiss over his lips only to feel him chuckle softly against your lips as he pulled you closer in. “You just gotta stay quiet, don’t wanna wake the priest and the mask dude.” “I feel like that’s gonna be harder for you than me”, you teased back, watching as he pulled back with a dramatic and playfully shocked look on his face that made a small laugh fall from your lips as you grinned up at him,”What? You’re very vocal.” “Mhmm”, he just mumbled back, leaning back in to press another kiss over your lips as his hands started to move up your body, finding their way to the hem of his blue flannel that had still loosely hugged your body until now.  Pulling it off, his lips left yours for a moment to look down at the bandage around your upper arm, checking on it with a worried look on his face. “It’s okay”, you mumbled, giving him a soft smile before you nodded down at the bandage underneath his pants,”You gotta take care of your bandage tho. I can’t renew that right away.” “Sure thing, boss”, Negan snickered, allowing you to help him pull his shirt over his head and toss it over the rattan armchair in the corner of the room before your eyes fell back on his toned chest. In the mellow light of the lamp, his skin seemed to radiate a soft warmth and your glance brushed over the dark, small curls that peppered his chest, the tattoo over his heart and his broad shoulders that were speckled with a few, tiny freckles for just another moment. You’d seen this sight thousands of times, and it still made you look in awe at him each time anew. “A bit unfair, huh?, Negan interrupted you, leading your glance up at him as he gestured between the both of you and the difference between your still pretty much clothed body and his own, shirtless figure.  “Go ahead”, you said, still trying to stay quiet, as you grinned back at him, allowing him to go along with pulling the clothes off your body as your lips smoothed back against his. The cool air was brushing over your skin, only to be chased off by Negan’s warmth as he wrapped you up in his arms and deepened your kisses gradually until you reached down to open his pants, brushing over the growing bulge underneath his boxers that elicited a hum to rumble through his chest. “He’s been waitin’ for this ever since you defended the shit outta me in that train cart last night”, Negan mumbled with a teasing chuckle against your lips. “Well, shouldn’t make him wait even longer, huh?”, you teased back, voice lowered as you leaned in for another one of Negan’s intoxicating kisses, another one of those that made you forget for just a moment what kind of mess was actually happening around you. The mattress dipped underneath you as you laid down and felt Negan crawl in over you after he’d stroked his boxers off, reaching out to pull the red blanket that you’d left tousled on the side of the bed earlier over both of your bare bodies. Moving in, Negan caged you in between his arms, peppering kisses along the side of your neck as you closed your eyes for a moment, relishing in the feeling of his warmth and his touches after the strains of the last two days. Your hands ran up along the sides of his body and down the planes of his back, caressing him in the same way that he was caressing you. You were both tired, exhausted really, and you could tell so by the slowness of both of your movements, but the eagerness to find relief and comfort within each other added just the right amount of passion to the mix to get your body to heat up in no time. A shivering breath fell from your lips as you felt Negan’s throbbing erection eventually press up against your core, fueling the excitement that trumped the exhaustion by now before he slowly thrusted himself into you, inch by inch as your fingernails dug into his warm skin and a soft but involuntary moan slipped from your lips. “Knew it”, Negan grumbled, tease swinging heavily through his voice as he stroked deeper,”Can’t keep quiet when daddy slides his thick cock into ya, huh?” “You’re big, it’s hard not to-”, you started to defend yourself, only to get cut off as another small gasp interrupted you as Negan adjusted himself to find into his rhythm. Reaching for his jaw, you pulled him in for more kisses, hoping those would swallow any sounds that would fall from your lips as Negan started to roll his hips smoothly in over you, rocking himself deeper. Running your fingers through his hair you felt him slowly pulling back, grinning down at you as you tried to keep quiet, though you could see him struggling to stifle himself too. “Fuck, we’re like teenagers trying to not get caught by their damn parents”, Negan snickered quietly against your lips, leaning in for another peck as a soft laugh fell from your lips. “Yeah…well, at least the bed isn’t squeaking”, you mumbled, humming in response to his slow and rhythmic thrusts. Negan nodded, a small laugh falling from his lips as he moved his lips from your mouth and placed kisses along your jaw, peppering your skin with them as he rocked himself deeper.  “Mhm I love you”, he said, trying to keep the moan that slipped from his lips low before he leaned up to look at you with a big, goofy and smile on his lips and a loving, yet lustful look in his hazel eyes, “So fuckin’ much.”       “I love you too”, you mumbled, stroking his tousled hair back, enjoying the feeling of his warm body pressed up against yours and the sensation of him filling you up as he hit just the right spots over and over again. Everything felt warm and just so damn good for once, everything felt easy and lighthearted for the first time since you’d left Alexandria, and you clung onto that feeling of ease, desperate to not let go of it for as long as possible. Just then, another soft gasp fell from your lips as Negan rocked himself with long and dragged out thrusts deeper into you, fueling the warmth and pleasure that was cursing through you while you did your best to keep quiet as the knot in your stomach slowly started to tighten. Negan’s face twisted in pleasure as he dropped his head into the curve of your neck, muffling his own soft groans as his arms around you tightened and his hands gripped your body while his thrusts slowly but surely grew a little shakier yet heavier at the same time. You could hear him curse against your skin, stifling his moans as your fingernails dug into his skin while you moved your hips in rhythm with his, allowing the excited tingling within you to grow stronger until it started to flow in waves of heat through your body and filled you up entirely, bringing you closer to your release even though a part of you hoped to swing a little longer in this intoxicating trance of warmth and ease. Slowly, Negan’s body grew shaky underneath your touch while he muffled his heavier growing pants and he buried his face deeper into your shoulder’s nook, speeding his rhythm that had remained slow and steady until now slightly up, enough for a groan to slip from your lips as Negan rocked his pulsing dick with a harder thrust into you. You could feel his hand reach up and press in over your mouth, trying to keep you quiet while an amused yet shaky chuckle rumbled against your skin, and you just knew that if he wasn’t as close to his release as he was now, a teasing, smart-ass remark would’ve fallen from his lips instead. But now, you simply both became undone, entangled with each other as he first brought you over the edge and let a heavy orgasm rupture through you, turning your head blank for a moment and filling it up with nothing but lust and pleasure. Negan stifled your soft moans before he had to muffle his own as his orgasm made him shudder and groan into your skin, stifling his voice enough so only you could hear him as he collapsed on top of you.

Just as you’d hoped, you ended up falling into a deep and peaceful sleep in Negan’s arms, relaxed, with the worries wiped from your minds for a little as you stayed huddled up to him underneath the red blanket until the early morning hours. You were still a little tired  as you found yourself sitting on the edge of the bed, yawning as you pulled Negan’s blue flannel over your shoulders and watched as he stood by the window and glimpsed outside through the small gap between the beige curtains. Part of the relief and relaxation from last night was gone by now, slipped from his body and instead, some tension had laid itself back around him. No one else had arrived at the safe house, no Daryl, no Dog, no Frost, and by now, it was clear, at least to you and Negan, that no one would come anymore, not after all this time, and it just left you hoping that the others would realize this as well and would move along with leaving this place before the Reapers could find you. You were worried about Daryl and his dog, no question, and you’d woken up hoping that they’d arrived here during Maggie or Gabe and  Elijah’s shifts, but there was no sense in waiting here anymore. Daryl would have been here by now if he had been able or wanted to, and he wasn’t and staying here would just get you killed, and that wouldn’t help anyone.  You needed a new plan, you just needed to convince Maggie and the others of it, and that seemed nearly impossible at this point.  “Seeing anything?”, you asked with another small yawn as you leaned down and tied your boots up, glimpsing up at Negan as he shook his head and pushed himself away from the window, “Nah, nothing, just a squirrel searching for nuts ‘n shit”, he responded, a dry chuckle falling from his lips as he glimpsed over at you,”We gotta think of a plan now though, quickly. No one is gonna come anymore, can’t wait till those psychos get here and slaughter our asses.” Nodding in agreement you let out a sigh, watching as Negan stepped over to you and reached up to caress over the back of your neck. You glanced up, giving him a soft but still slightly sleepy smile as you got up on your feet and moved in to wrap your arms around his torso, hugging him as you leaned your head against his shoulder. “I wanna go back to last night”, you mumbled, a soft chuckle falling from your lips even though you entirely meant what you’d said. Sleeping with him last night, cuddling up to him after and falling asleep in his arms had felt like a break from this insanity. It had felt like a bit of a bubble of safety that had wrapped itself around you and it had bursted this morning and pushed you back into the harsh reality, in which your focus had to be on surviving the next day, hell the next hours.  “Me too”, Negan grumbled, wrapping you up in his arms as he leaned his head against yours and pressed a soft kiss against your temple, letting his lips linger on your skin for a moment before he let go with a small sigh and nuzzled his nose into your hair. “We’re gonna make it. One fuckin’ way or another”, Negan mumbled after a moment of silence, sounding as if he was trying to speak these words into existence and keep both of your spirits up, before a soft chuckle fell from his lips, “And then we’ll come home and fuck as loudly as we want. No holdin’ back.” “Sounds good”, you mumbled back with a small laugh, trying to play into this slight hopefulness as you cuddled into his warmth, trying to get a bit more of it. You remained like that for another few moments, with your eyes closed and your arms wrapped around his middle, cuddled closely up to him before you leaned slowly back to glimpse up and meet him with a soft smile. Reaching up, you could feel him brushing his fingers softly over the nape of your neck, leaning in to peck your lips for just another small moment before he nodded with a sigh to the closed door. “Let’s get downstairs.”