Hallowed Be Thy Name
Summary: Being a woman in the apocalyptic world was tough, being a woman under Negan's lead was tougher, especially with an agenda of her own… Negan/OC
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of The Walking Dead, Lex however is all mine.
Chapter 4:
Lucille, everything came back to Lucille. Lex had to make sure that the bat was cleaned up to the best of her ability and even then she had to make sure that Negan would be pleased. If he wasn't, well, she didn't want to think about what could happen, and with the lingering threat of him not appreciating her work on his prized bat, she made due as best as she could.
What had she been thinking though? He had given her Lucille with the command to clean her off and Lex hadn't even thought twice about it. She had wanted to please him, to show him that she could be trusted, but surely she had to draw the line somewhere. He had more control over her than she first believed yet somehow she had been distracted enough that she hadn't managed to stop him when it all came down to it. Was she supposed to argue with him and not do what she was told, well no, but surely there was a logical way to argue her value.
She could've been spending her time doing important things that would help in the long run instead of merely cleaning off the barbed-wire wrapped baseball bat.
Okay, it wasn't all that bad though, right? Sure it could be worse; she could've been stuck washing other people's laundry, or cleaning out the bathrooms, but Lex was much more suited to being in a commanding role, not cleaning up whatever Negan demanded of her.
But pleasing him was much too important to her. She figured that if she didn't continue to please him then he wouldn't please her anymore, only the way he pleased her was much more desirable to her. She loved being with him, she loved fucking him, and there was nothing that was going to get in her way when it came to sleeping with him.
Sucking in a breath, Lex closed in on the door to his bedroom, raising her hand awkwardly as she knocked. She hated the set up that they had, she despised the idea that he still had wives that he could easily access if she wasn't around. The fact that she had to knock to get into his personal space bothered her too, because part of her always feared that she'd interrupt something that she didn't ever want to know was going on in the first place.
Lex could pretend he wasn't still fucking his wives so long as she didn't see it, it was an 'out of sight, out of mind' sort of deal for her.
When the door was pulled open, she lifted Lucille up and immediately offered it to Negan, who grasped the handle and slowly moved it away from her grasp. Lex crossed her arms over her chest and waited for his approval before she'd make her next move, whatever that happened to be.
"Clean as a fucking whistle." Negan remarked, a sly smirk growing on his lips. "I knew I could fucking count on you Lex."
"Does that mean we get to have fun now?" She pressed, treading carefully. The man in front of her looked exhausted now that he was in his room, but Lex was undeterred. She wanted him, she wanted to be with him, and she knew that he'd have a hard time turning her down if she played her cards right.
"You fucking like games Lex?" Negan questioned and turned his back to her. He waved her in with his free hand and wandered across the room, lifting Lucille up and setting her on the special perch reserved for the weapon. Lex stepped into the room and closed the door behind her, leaning against it with her back and waiting for his next move.
"It depends." Lex answered with a shrug and he rounded to face her, tipping his head sideways to study her.
"I'm not a fucking fan." Negan stated and her eyes widened at him, encouraging him to go on. "I'm more of a straight fucking shooter kind of guy. Maybe I should've waited for you to get back before I left, definitely could've used a fucking girl like you by my side last night."
"Where did you go?" She asked and stiffened against the door as he wandered towards her. He grabbed her chin with his hand and tipped her head back, taking a look at the jagged scar running along the back of her neck for a few seconds before turning his attention to her, his eyes boring into hers while she remained silent and still, unmoving in his grasp.
"I was making sure that everyone fucking knows my name."
"And do they?" Lex murmured, cautiously lifting a hand up and gently wrapping her fingers around his wrist. He loosened his grip on her chin but didn't pull away.
"Of fucking course." His tongue darted out and ran over his lip. "Boy do I have fucking good news for you."
"Yeah?" She cooed and moved onto her tiptoes, desperately trying to get closer and closer to him, the distance between their bodies shrinking. "What is it?"
"You and I, we've got a brand fucking new community to explore."
Lex's eyes widened and she cocked her head sideways, confused as to what exactly he was saying to her. She didn't realize there were all that many places left for him to own, but was what he had just said to her true, had he managed to put a stranglehold on someone else's 'safe' place?
"When?" She breathed the word out and hoped for the best. She didn't want to ask too many questions for fear that she'd irritate him, but he had left so many things open, she didn't understand what she was supposed to do. "What exactly are you talking about?"
"Trust me Lex, this is a fucking good thing." He beamed at her and leaned forward the tiniest little bit. There were mere inches between their face and she opened her mouth to counter but he closed the distance between his lips and her neck, kissing and nipping at the delicate skin there.
She gaped, rendered silent by his actions and when his hand that had been gripping her chin roamed downward, his fingertips ghosting over her throat, she shuddered. He pulled his lips away from her just long enough to spin her around, forcing her forward, her front pressing against the door roughly as he leaned against her.
With her back flush against his chest, he hesitated for a split second before slipping his strong arm around her waist, drawing her even closer to him, if that was at all possible. He had to know that she was ready, he had to know that there was more to her journey to his room than for her to simply return Lucille. He had promised her fun and fun she would have as a moan escaped her lips, Lex excited by how aroused she was at his touch.
Yes, she liked this part, a lot; especially when touching led to kissing, which led to more, hell there wasn't even a tiny piece of her that would ever tire of being with Negan intimately. She was the perfect match for him, she was the perfect woman for the leader of the Saviors.
Negan's fingers trailed upwards, under the t-shirt that was adorning her body, and he grazed his thumb across her nipple, over her bra, smirking as he felt it harden under his touch. Her back arched slightly and she squirmed in his grasp before finally straightening up, a small whimper sounding out, erupting over her lips.
"I need you inside of me." She murmured but made no effort to pull away from him. He didn't respond to her with words, instead, he leaned forward, pressing a rough kiss against the top of her shirt-covered shoulder, hoping that maybe he could distract her for a little bit before the main event.
"Shhh." Negan hummed and gave her nipple a rough pinch with his calloused fingers. Her entire body jerked slightly but she still didn't move away from him, much to his delight.
"I can't- I want you to…fuck, please, fuck me." She continued speaking but Negan was uninterested in what she had to say, no, he was more interested in what the two of them could do, together.
"You belong to me." He growled at her. A shiver coursed through her body and she sucked in a sharp breath as he freed his hand from her breast. "You belong with me."
"I know, god Negan!" She countered, her hand coming upwards and her fingers wrapping around his wrist, guiding his hand back to her chest. He continued to use his fingers to pinch and squeeze her nipple with one hand while his other hand trailed over her hip and lingered on the inside of her jean clad thigh, feeling the need from her with ease.
Lex's hands traveled downwards quickly and she unfastened the buttons on her pants, unzipping the zipper shortly after. She shed her jeans, pushing then down along with her underwear, kicking her shoes off when she encountered them and stood in front of him bare from the waist down. Negan matched her actions with his own and forced her shirt upwards, pulling it over her head while Lex unclasped her bra, letting the garment fall away from her chest and leaving him with unrestricted access to her breasts.
"This is hardly fair." She whined and reached her hand back behind her, grabbing at the leather of his jacket. "You're not even close to naked."
"Patience Lex, fucking patience." Negan snarled and she blew out a breath. "You have a few fucking things to learn."
"You're the one that left me behind." She remarked and twisted her body sideways so that she could meet his eyes with ease. His hands touch her body, one going right back to her breast and his other hand remaining on her thigh, his fingers drumming against her skin.
When he was confident in his hands, she wiggled her hips slightly and he slipped a finger inside of her, narrowing his eyes to meet hers while plastering a smug smirk onto his face.
"Wet again." He purred, not entirely surprised at what he had found between her legs.
"Always." She breathed the word out and scowled at him. "For you."
"You should've come back on time, like I was fucking expecting. Then I wouldn't have left you here." Negan explained to her and she tipped her head back on, arching her back slightly and crossing one leg over the other, forcing his hand away from her and his fingers from inside of her. "What are you doing?"
"You treat me like I'm a complete idiot." She remarked, her lips turning up into a smirk that rivaled his. "Need I remind you of what I've done for this place, of what I've done for you?"
His eyes bore into hers but she didn't move a muscle, she had gone too far to back down now. Whatever games she was playing, Negan didn't like it, but he wasn't going to let her know that, not yet anyways. She could think that she was in control all she wanted but she wasn't, not by a long shot, and he knew that the sooner she understood that, the easier things would be for Lex.
"Things would still run smoothly without you." Negan argued and pressed his palm against her thigh, trying to force her legs apart so that he could get back to what he had been doing before she had dared to go against him. "Don't you, for one fucking second, think that you're the one leading the charge."
"Hmm?" She continued to smile at him, reaching her own hand out to run her fingernails across his leather clad chest. Negan was quick to straighten up though and he moved to stand against her side so that there was no space left between their bodies. If she wanted to play, then he was going to give her the game of the century. "You say that like being in control is the best thing but see, haven't you figured out by now that by giving up some control, things are so much better? Don't you trust me? Don't you know that I'd never, ever do anything to jeopardize your hierarchy here?"
He took a step back and released his hold on her completely. When he waved his hand in the direction of his bed, Lex wasn't going to hesitate. She pranced over to the bed and climbed on top of it, sitting down on the covers as she watched him slowly, confidently, strip himself out of his clothes.
First he peeled off his jacket like it was a second skin, carefully laying it out over the back of the chair in the corner. Then he peeled his t-shirt off, Lex sucking in a breath as she studied his bare chest, loving the fact that he was hers and hers alone for the time being. When his boots, socks and pants came off, she straightened up her spine and rolled onto her side.
Negan's eyes dropped down, taking in the sight of her perky breasts but he shook his head and tried to focus back on her face, even if it was just for a second. There was obviously a lot more that he wanted to make clear to her, and Lex wasn't about to try distracting him at this point.
He closed in on her and climbed onto the bed with her, closing the distance between their bodies.
Without warning, she pressed her chest against him and slipped her arms around his neck, meeting his lips with a passionate kiss, breaking his whole 'no kissing' rule. She didn't care, she wanted to taste him, she wanted it so bad that whatever punishment she would face later would be worth it.
Negan's body shuddered in her hold and before he could help himself, his hands were gripping her hips, holding her steady so that she couldn't simply get away from him. Breaking the kiss, she shifted against him, moving her body and bringing her one leg over his, straddling his waist as the two of them sat in the sheets, staring into one another's eyes.
"Fuck me already?" She quipped, cocking her head to the side with the hopes that he was getting her message loud and clear; she was ready for him, and she wasn't going to wait much longer.
He stared at her for a few seconds and she let out a laugh at his perturbed expression. Relaxing slightly, she made a move to get away from him but his arms banded around her waist, holding her in front of him, keeping her right where he wanted her.
Closing the distance between their lips once again, she kissed him hard and let him deepen the kiss this time, hoping that this would be the start of something new. Lex hated sharing him, she hated the idea that she wasn't the only girl for him and if she could just get him to agree to her terms-
Negan gripped her hard and held her steady as he rolled over, moving on top of her as her back connected with the bed below. He felt her legs wrap around his hips and when he dared to break this kiss, she let out a soft, desperate whine, hating the feeling of her lips not being on his.
He didn't make her wait long though, before she could even brace herself, he lined himself up with her entrance and drove himself to the hilt inside of her, eliciting another desperate whine from her. He didn't move though, he didn't pull out, he merely kept still while she tried to get him to do something so that she'd feel pleasure.
He wanted her to beg, he wanted her to plead with him, to make her need him so desperately that she'd have to realize she wouldn't be able to do anything without his consent. He craved for her to give in to him, for her to accept that she was his and she belonged to him.
"Negan." She whimpered and tried to lean forward in an attempt to feel him move inside of her, but he pressed his chest against hers, pinning her to the bed so that she could hardly move at all. "Please?"
He could see the tiniest hint of fear in her eyes but what she didn't know was that she had nothing to be afraid of. He would never hold her against her will, he'd never force her to stay if she didn't want to, he merely wanted her to realize on her own that she couldn't play games with him without facing dire consequences.
"Please." She let out a huff and turned her head to the side at the complete lack of movement on his part. "If you're not going to move then maybe we can use this as the perfect opportunity to talk about you and me."
He didn't budge, he didn't know what she was trying to accomplish, but he wasn't going to give in to her. He was in charge and the sooner she accepted that, and recognized that, then the sooner he'd give her exactly what she wanted. All she had to do was submit.
If he responded to her, that meant that she could win, that she could hold something over him, and he certainly didn't want that.
Negan moved his hips the tiniest little bit, watching as her mouth opened in a pleasurable moan, but once again, he stilled inside of her, not giving her the satisfaction that she so desperately craved.
"I don't know if I really want to fuck you right now." Negan jeered and ground his hips against hers. She pressed her lips together, biting back the urge to moan but he lifted his one hand up and grabbed her chin again, forcing her to look at him. When she met his eyes, her lips turned upwards into a small smile. "What the fuck?"
"Let me up." She teased and he let his eyes fall shut, a frustrated sigh erupting from over his lips. "Honestly, if you think one of your wives could do a better job-"
He leaned back and pulled his length right out of her, watching as she tried to sit up, desperate to get her hands on him and get him right back to where he had been seconds earlier. He held her down and she took her bottom lip in between her teeth with a look of sheer desperation on her face.
"That's what I fucking thought. You need this Lex." Negan muttered and dropped his gaze downwards, drinking in the sight of her naked form underneath him. She let out a whimper and he loosened his grip on her, letting her have the freedom to move her body. As swiftly as she could, she sat up and lunged at him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
The two of them rolled sideways on the bed and she clung to him, not wanting to break the contact. He growled at the movement but she wasn't giving in, she merely held on to him and when he was back on top of her, he gave her no warning before he drove his length right back into her, silencing her immediately.
Her head reared back as she cried out in delight, Negan's mouth latching on to her shoulder and she rocked her hips along with his as he drove into her, pulled nearly all the way out, and then moved back inside of her again. She locked her ankles at his lower back, keeping him from being able to pull out of her completely.
"Don't stop." She hissed. "Please don't stop."
"Beg Lex." Negan countered and decreased his movements to a painstakingly slow pace. She dug her heels into his lower back, trying to draw him in, but he resisted, clearly waiting for an appropriate response to his demand. "Beg."
"Fuck!" She roared. "Fine, you win! Just fuck me and fuck me hard! Please Negan, please!"
He didn't need anything more than that and without hesitating for another second, he pushed himself inside of her as far as he could, leaning down to kiss at her neck, nipping gently as she moaned and writhed beneath him. She turned her head away from him but rested her palm against the back of his head, holding his mouth against her shoulder.
His palms roamed up her body, his one hand pressing against her breast as his thumb brushed back and forth against her nipple, which only caused her to moan louder. He could feel her walls starting to clench around him and before she had a chance to come, he ceased his movements all together and leaned his head back to meet her eyes.
"You can't just stop! I fucking begged you like you wanted!" She barked, her hand coming out to latch onto his hip, her nails biting into his skin as she squeezed his flesh. "God dammit! What more do you want from me?"
"Fucking nothing." He stated, eerily calm as he hovered above her. "Forgive me for fucking stopping but I just wanted to see the fucking look on your face when you came."
A growl rumbled from deep within her belly and at the mere sound of it, he lurched forward, beginning a strong, steady rhythm of thrusting in and out of her. With each move he made, she let out a pleasurable noise and within minutes, he had her right where he wanted her, right at the brink of orgasm.
With one last deep thrust, he felt her clench him tightly as she cried out, her entire body writhing as she finally reached her orgasm. Before he could give her a smug smirk though, she leaned into the side of his neck and nipped at his skin, Negan shuddering at the motion and found his own orgasm taking over.
She didn't let go of him, she didn't let him get anywhere close to getting away as he too shook from the aftershock, feeling himself softening within her. Letting out a soft sigh, she relaxed her body onto the sheets and freed her lips from his skin, Negan's fingers running gently through her hair.
"You're amazing at that." She hummed and he freed himself from her core, tumbling over her so that he was lying next to her. She curled up against his chest and made sure to cover her body with the covers. "I don't particularly like begging but I guess I can live with it so long as I get mind blowing orgasms."
"Damn fucking right." Negan responded as he simply gathered her into his arms, settled into the sheets and held her against him knowing that she wasn't going to go anywhere.
She was his and he was hers, she just had to make sure he felt the same.
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