Sam sat at her desk, pen in hand, slowly taking notes. She could listen to Negan talk for hours. His voice was like velvet, and he was so passionate. English was definitely her favourite class.

"Are you, actually, writing stuff down? That is so you," comes a chuckle from beside her.

"Shh, i'm trying to listen," Sam frowns.

"Aww, what's the matter? You got a crush on Negan?" She giggles.

Sam shifts uncomfortably in her seat. The only thing she hated about English, was Jenny's constant taunts. She was always trying to get a rise out of her.

"Will you just give it a rest!" Sam snaps.

"Girls!" Negan frowns. "Is there somewhere else you'd rather be?"

Sam stares down at him. "N..no, sorry," she stutters.

"Good, save all the damn gossip for later. There's people here who want to learn," he says raising an eyebrow, and continuing on with the class.

"Ooh, look at that, you made him angry," Jenny whispers. "Aww, i wouldn't go getting your hopes up. I don't think Negan's into boys, and with that stupid haircut, you sure do look like one," she giggles.

Sam pulls back her arm, and slaps her straight across the face. Jenny falls out of her chair.

"What the hell is going on!" Negan yells.

Sam sits there, her face crimson. "She started it."

Negan makes his way over to Jenny, helping her up.

"You stupid bitch, you're gonna pay for that!" Jenny sneers.

"That's enough!" Negan shouts. "Jenny, go get yourself checked out by the school nurse."

Jenny stares at Sam, then leaves.

"You, can stay after class," he says, pointing at Sam.

The bell rings, and Sam sits nervously in her seat. She watches everyone leave, then turns her head towards Negan. He takes off his glasses, and sits back in his chair.

"You wanna tell me what that was about?" He frowns.

She glances down at her feet. "I...i just," she starts, not able to finish her sentence.

"I can't hear a damn word you're saying, come over here," Negan says.

Sam gets up from her seat, and makes her way over to Negan.

Negan gets out of his seat. "Here, sit," he ushers with his hand.

Sam sits in his seat. Negan sits on the desk next to her.

"Well?" He says.

"She started it," Sam says.

"Did she now?" Negan smiles.

"She was winding me up. She always does," Sam stares at the ground, embarrassed. "I'm not like her, i'm not one of the popular girls. I... i'm not pretty."

Negan frowns. "Who the fuck says you're not pretty?"

Sam looks at him, a little startled. "She did, she said i look like a boy."

"Well she's a fucking idiot. You're hot as hell," Negan smiles.

Sam's cheeks go crimson.

"I wouldn't worry about her. She'll end up amounting to nothing, because she's a dumb shit. But you, you, are fucking smart, and hot. That's gonna take you a long way, sweetheart," he assures her.

She shifts nervously in her seat. "You think so?"

"I fucking know so. That's if you stop slapping the shit out of people," Negan chuckles. "I know what it's like, sweetheart. Some people piss me off so much, that i'd think nothing of bashing their damn heads in. But, you can't just go bashing someone's head in, it's kinda frowned upon and shit," he smiles.

Sam laughs, relaxing a little. "So, what's gonna happen? Am i in trouble?"

Negan stares at her, biting his bottom lip. "Hmm, i'm not sure. I mean, i can't just let this go completely unpunished."

Something about those words, especially the way they come out of his mouth, sends shivers over her body.

"Stand up," he almost whispers, his eyes suddenly dark.

Sam gets up from her seat, as Negan gets down off the desk. She holds onto the desk, her legs shaking slightly. Negan towers above her, his eyes looking her over greedily. He leans into her body. "Are you gonna take your punishment like a good girl?" He whispers in her ear.

Sam attempts to suppress a moan, as his velvety voice sends shivers down her body, creating a heat between her thighs.

"Y..yes," she stutters.

"Good," he smiles, his breath hot against her. "Take your pants off."

Sam's eyes widen. "What, here?"

"Yes, here," Negan breathes against her ear.

Sam looks up at him, then unbuckles her belt, her hands shaking.

Negan gently grabs her hand. "Try and relax. I'm not gonna make you do anything you don't want to," he says sincerely.

Sam nods. Her eyes don't leave his, as she undoes her jeans. She kicks her shoes off, then slowly pulls her jeans over her thighs. She scolds herself mentally for wearing boy shorts.

But as Negan watches her jeans drop to the floor, he definitely doesn't mind. In fact, he groans at the sight of her. Licking his lips, he fights the urge to pick the belt up off the floor. "Turn around," he whispers.

Sam turns, resting her hands on the desk. Negan trails his fingers down her back, and even through her t-shirt, it gives her shivers. He brings his hand down on her ass, the sound of it echoing in the empty room. Sam winces, her eyes open wide. He rubs his hand over her backside, and it pretty much covers her entire ass cheek. The feel of his rough fingers over her soft skin, elicits a moan from her.

Negan chuckles, and brings his hand down again. The force of it, making her lean further over the desk. He catches a glimpse of the wetness pooling through her shorts, and groans, bringing his hand down again.

"Fuck! You're a naughty, girl, aren't you," Negan growls, spanking her again.

"Yes!" Sam moans.

"Look at you, you're soaking wet," he smirks, rubbing his hand over her ass.

Sam stands up on her toes, his fingers slipping over her wetness.

Negan pushes her back down, and spanks her again. "You really are a naughty, girl," he chuckles. He leans over her, his cock pressing against her ass. "You see what you've done to me, sweetheart. You ever been with a man?"

"Yes, i mean, no. It was a boy, and just the once," Sam answers, her breath heavy.

Negan smiles, his fingers trailing her thigh. "You want me to stop, sweetheart, then tell me to stop," he groans, his fingers slipping between her thighs.

"Oh, god," Sam moans, as his fingers slide over her wetness. "Please, don't stop."

Negan chuckles. He stands behind her, and removes his tie. Negan pulls her arms behind her back, and binds her wrists together. Slipping his fingers underneath the waistband of her shorts, he pulls them slowly down her legs. "Fuck me! Now that, is fucking beautiful," he smiles, admiring the view. He leans over her, running kisses over her neck. Negan's lip collide with hers as he strokes her hair. "You want me inside you?"

"Yes," Sam moans against his mouth. Her face rests against the desk, as Negan nips at her jawline. He unbuckles his belt, and she gasps, as he rubs the head of his cock over her clit. Negan slowly slides himself inside her.

"Oh, god!" She cries, as he fills her completely.

"Fuck! You're so tight," Negan groans, slowly rolling his hips. He grinds himself deep inside her, his fingers digging into her hips.

Sam pushes her ass back against him, feeling him go deeper.

Negan splays his hand across her back, and begins to move in and out of her, slowly. He chuckles, as Sam pulls at her restraints. "Nope, you're not going anywhere, sweetheart," he smiles, jerking his hips forward sharply. "You keep doing that, and i'm just gonna fuck you harder," he warns her.

Sam smiles, and pulls at her restraints once again. She winces, as Negan spanks her hard, then thrusts deep inside her. Negan moves his hips faster, pounding into her. "Negan," she moans. "Oh, god! I'm close!"

"Fuck!" Negan growls, thrusting into her relentlessly. "Take it, baby!"

Sam moans with every thrust, her toes begin to tingle as her orgasm builds. "Fuck! Negan!" She moans, as her orgasm hits her.

Negan groans, as he feels her pulsating against his cock. He loses his rhythm as he approaches his own orgasm. Negan pulls out of her, stroking himself as he shoots his load over her ass. "Fuck!"

Negan unties her, and turns her towards him, kissing her softly. "You learned your lesson?" He smiles.

"Yes," Sam smiles, holding onto him.

"Good. Because next time, i'll be taking a fucking belt to that ass," Negan smirks.

Sam's eyes light up at the thought. "Maybe i'll have to forget to do my homework, so i can get a little one on one with you?"

Negan kisses her forehead. "Sweetheart. You ever want a little one on one, all you have to do is ask."