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Negan had once told you that when he was away on a run all he could do was think about you. He'd said he envied everything and anyone that could be by your side. He envied the clothes on your back for the way they could caress your soft skin all day, the food that touched the lips he wanted to kiss and the people that could not only make you laugh but hear the sound of it.

He envied these things so much that when he returned home he would run up the stairs to your room. The familiar sound of his heavy footfalls would make your heart race as you waited for the door to fling open before he slipped inside. He'd grin before turning and making sure to lock the world away. Then he wouldn't waste a moment longer before sweeping you into his arms, his lips devouring yours as he carried you to the bed.

"I've missed you baby," he'd croon between soft peppered kisses that explored your body as he peeled off your clothes. Day's like these, he would take it slow, worshipping every single inch of your skin before taking any pleasure of his own.

You'd be desperate, you'd beg him, "please Negan, I want to feel you," and he'd stroke along his length, his eyes hooded and filled with desire, desperate for the same thing as you, to be as close as possible.

He'd push inside you slow, filling you all the way, telling you, "you're all mine baby."

"Yes," you'd tell him, over and over as your hands raked along his back urging his torturous rhythm faster. Negan would keep his steady pace, his slow grinds hitting just the right spot so your body coiled so tight you could barely take another moment. "Please," you'd moan and he'd thrust harder, faster, sending your orgasm rocketing across your body, pleasure pulsing and curling all the way to your toes as you arched towards him.

The feel of your fingernails digging into his skin and the sound of you panting his name would always bring him with you. He'd moan into your neck, his body stiffening with hard unsteady thrusts that you could feel filling hot inside you before he relaxed, settling his weight on top of you, possessing you as you waited for him to be ready to do it all again.

Days like these Negan would want to make you his all night long.