"And for... Well for that you're gonna fucking pay. So now, I am gonna beat the holy fuck fucking fuckity fuck out of one of you,"
Negan let out a breath, the cold night air making it visible, as a smirk played at his lips. Rick could hear his blood pounding in his ears as Negan swung Lucille around, barely a meter away from him. He turned his head away as he looked down, trying to think of any way out of their current situation but he knew it was unlikely as they were heavily outnumbered, had two of the group barely able to stand and they had no weapons or transport at that moment. At this realisation, Rick was scared. Scared for himself, for his children, for Michonne, for the group and for Alexandria.
"This, this is Lucille... And she is awesome," Negan smirked.
Negan leaned down towards Rick, holding Lucille up in clear view right in front of him. The group all seemed to shift uneasily as they realised the fate of one of them and Negan could sense the atmosphere change.
"All this, all this is just so we can pick out which one of you gets the honour," Negan stated.
Negan slowly walked past Maggie, then stopped in front of Abraham, who only glared up at him. Abraham raised himself up on his knees, nostrils flaring as he took a deep breath. Negan stared at him, having a change of heart as he thought up something that would be worse than killing one of them. The bottom line was Negan wanted to get to Rick. Rick was responsible, he was going to pay.
"Huh... You know what? I don't condone rape. I have morals, but... It's not rape if you consent to it, now is it?" Negan asked.
Negan chuckled as he smiled from ear to ear and he took a few steps over to Rick. Rick was visibly shaking now, his eyes were red, tears of fear being held back as he glanced up at Negan. Negan turned to his left as pointed at Michonne with Lucille and Rick swallowed the lump in his throat. Negan knew they'd consent if they wanted to live and that somehow made it okay in his head.
"That's your woman, right Rick?"
Rick didn't answer. Negan looked at Rick, then at Carl. He did this several times until he turned to his right. He raised Lucille once again as he pointed it at Carl who only had a look of anger written across his face.
"This is your kid, right?" Negan asked.
Negan let out a laugh and he knew he was now hitting a nerve as he looked back at Rick.
"This is definitely your kid,"
"Just stop this!" Rick shouted as he leaned forward.
"Hey! Do not make me kill the little future serial killer... Now I'm gonna give you two options. Your son or your woman?" Negan asked.
Negan smirked as he grabbed his crotch with his left hand for a moment. He could see the fear in Carl's eyes as he realised what was going to happen. Michonne knew she couldn't let Negan take away Carl's innocence, he was just a kid and she had to protect him. Negan was now waiting impatiently for an answer as he stared down at Rick.
"Well? Who's it gonna be? Make a decision before I do..." Negan warned.
"Take me instead," Rick said, his voice hoarse.
"You got nerve, I'll give you that... But that wasn't the answer I was looking for. No more playing games Rick... Bring me the kid," Negan ordered as he stepped back a few steps.
Carl felt the fear rising in him, he felt like he was going to be sick as he felt his heart pounding in his chest.
"No! Don't! Leave him alone!" Rick roared.
"Stop, you can take me, just don't hurt him!" Michonne shouted.
"Well isn't that fucking sweet! I'm sure my men would love to man handle your kid Rick... But never mind. Bring her over here, on all fours," Negan chuckled.
Two of Negan's men who were nearest to Michonne grabbed her either side by her arms and pulled her to her feet. Rick could only watch and tears started forming in his eyes as his lover was dragged over to Negan. Negan looked at Rick with a smirk as his men pushed Michonne to the ground and then on to her knees. Negan walked over to the RV slowly to put Lucille down, leaning her against the side. Then Negan walked back over to Michonne to stand beside her, pulling off his leather gloves with his teeth, before he dropped them next to her.
"What's your name doll?" Negan asked.
"Michonne,"
"Well Michonne, you consent to this right?" He asked, with a smirk on his lips.
"Yes." Michonne answered.
"Well let's get this show on the road. If anyone moves, cut the boy's other eye out and feed it to his father,"
Negan slowly unzipped his leather jacket, before he took it off, leaving him in a tight white t-shirt and his red scarf. He could sense the tension and fear in the air. He dropped the jacket on the ground to join his gloves before his hands went to his belt. He quickly unbuckled it, then unzipped his fly before pulling his trousers down just enough. Michonne knew Rick was looking at her and she kept her eyes fixed on the ground as she couldn't bear to look up at him. Not when she knew what was about to happen and that he would blame himself for it. Seconds later after hearing Negan's zipper come down, he was in front of her, his bulge clear to see in his black boxers.
"Suck me. Any teeth and you'll be fucking sorry," Negan breathed.
Thank you for reading. Just an idea I had and I hope you all enjoyed it if that's possible. Please leave a review and let me know what you think :)
