Jac barely got in the room, Negan was so eagerly kissing every part of her he could get to. Once the door was shut she pulled him back to her lips eager to get another kiss from him. He nipped at her lower lip before dipping back now to the crook of her neck. Jac's fingers found the back of his neck, tracing along his hairline until his back straightened suddenly.

"Fuck I like that," Negan chuckled hoarsely before he gave her the choice, "I can get you off with just my fingers." He told her when she tried to tug her shirt back down. He wanted to undress her, but he didn't need to. "You don't gotta be naked." It was her birthday.

"N-no, please, I… uh…" Jac stumbled to a halt even standing still as she looked up at him pleadingly. She wanted him to see her. She wanted to do what he wanted, even if this was supposed to be for her. "Please… I want to be…" She couldn't say it.

He wouldn't make her say it. Not yet. There'd come a time where he'd make her tell him everything she wanted. Today wasn't that day. Instead he bumped his forehead against hers, before he gripped the hem of her shirt, insisting, "Up."

Jac tried not to chicken out. She even let him unclasp her bra, and pull it from her to toss on the ground with her shirt. After that, though, her arms rushed up to cross over her chest, to hide herself from him. He hummed lightly, amusement clear as he unbuttoned her shorts. Then they were around her feet with her underwear.

Negan gripped her shoulders getting her to look up at him before he asked, "You sure you wanna do this?"

"Y-yes…" Jac stammered, but when he raised a brow at her she quickly added, "Sir." This is what she wanted.

"That's my Little Girl," Negan huffed affectionately as he got her hands away from her breasts. "Fuck, you have pretty tits…" He brushed his thumb against one of her rosey nipples, getting her to grip at his tee, stand up straighter, and lean into him all at once. Looking around he offered, "It's your birthday present. You wanna open it on the floor or the bed?"

"Uhmm…" Jac's eyes flitted from the bed to the space on the floor in front of it. "B-b-bed?" She knew it came out as more of a question, but she was naked, and he was looking at her very intently. He'd taken off his jacket, but he was very much not naked, and somehow that didn't seem fair. She was not going to ask him to be naked though…

"Probably a good idea," Negan agreed heatedly as he started backing her towards the bed. When she looked up at him questioningly, he nipped at her jaw and told her, "If love be rough with you, be rough with love."

"I-I don't think tha-at quote means…" Jac started, but trailed off when he lifted her a bit and got her on the bed. She bounced a little, and caught herself on her hands behind her.

"Shut up, I taught phys-ed not English Lit," Negan growled as he walked around the bed, pulling his boots off as he went. When her eyes widened he told her, "We'll talk about past lives a different time." When she nodded he explained himself, "Life has been fucking rough with you Sugar. You might want your lovin' a little rough. Where you can control it, stop it when you need to. Which is just fine with me."

"How d-do you know?" Jac asked as she turned a little to watch him crawl onto the bed.

Negan put some pillows behind his back before leaning back to look at her, "I don't, not for sure, but we're going to see. I got a great hunch going on though. See, you are not the first woman I've spanked. You are one of a few that was into it," when she seemed to shrink a little he held his hands out for her insisting, "Don't get me wrong Sweet Girl, I'm fucking into you being into that."

Jac watched him for a moment before she crawled to up to him, feeling extremely self-conscious. When Negan pulled her closer Jack buried herself against him. She was sure she wanted to do this, but it was different to be naked in front of someone…

"Alright Sugar," Negan warned her before he forced her onto her back, getting on his knees over her. She gripped his arms, her legs clamping against his waist. "What do you gotta say if you need me to stop?"

"Red…" Jac breathed as Negan cupped her breasts.

"Good girl," Negan huffed as he ran his hands down her sides to grip her hips as he looked down at her. The bruises and cuts that littered her body drew his attention now that she was splayed out in front of him. Now he could see all of them, unobstructed. She must have figured out what he was looking at because she tried to curl on her side to hide from him. "Ah, ah, what happened to my good girl?" He taunted as he pulled her onto her back again. "You're going to have to be good if you want your gift."

Jac knew she made a face, as she looked up at him. Negan was all scruff, and rough edges, but she had to be good? The thought flashed across her mind, and evidently her face, before she could shake it loose. Negan caught it. He bared his teeth in a way that reminded her of wild animals. The kinds in movies that just knew they were bad, and were pleased as punch to prove it.

Negan leaned down over her after he pulled her so she was closer to his body. He had to push her legs down to get down next to her ear as he whispered darkly, "I bet you're wondering who I am to talk. You wanna be naughty? We can see what that gets you."

Jac's eyes widened as he pulled back to look down at her.

Negan licked his lips as he looked down at her intently. He wanted her to do it. He wanted to see her fire. Only then she pushed back from him, her feet pressing into the bed, so she wasn't under him fully anymore. "Shit," He cursed himself, only she pressed back just the tiniest bit more, her lip caught between her teeth.

For a moment she thought he wouldn't chase her.

"Fuck!" He chuckled devilishly as he grabbed her hips and jerked her back to him. "You do wanna play!"

Jac pushed at his hands and tried to pull away from him, twisting, but he just shoved her onto her belly his hand harsh against the small of her back. She tried to get away on hands and knees, but he pulled her back, and his palm stung her backside. Jac gasped pressing her forehead to the comforter, but then his hand slid around to cup between her legs. God, she'd never been this sensitive before.

Negan used his other hand to spank her when her thighs closed on his exploring hand. "Uh-huh open those legs for me Baby Girl," Negan hummed as he wiggled his fingers between her legs. When she shook her head against the bed he smiled slyly before he smacked her ass, hard. She whimpered, trying to push at the hand between her legs, and he did it again. It took a second, but she opened her legs for him…

It felt like her heart was going a mile a minute, but she couldn't get enough. The spot he was touching ached, but she knew it was with need. It was the kind of ache where she wanted to rub against his hand, because she was positive that would make it better. His middle finger pressed between her folds and Jac grasped at his wrist again. That was so different, not being in control of what was touching her there…

He circled her clit, spreading her wetness around. "You going to be my good girl now?" Negan asked haughtily. "You're so wet. You gonna let me give you what you want?"

Jac wanted to say yes. She did. Only… she didn't just as much. She wanted to defy him just a little more. Jac shoved his hand away from her, and his hand cracked against her ass again. She lowered her hips away from the pain only for him to pull her back up against him. She was sitting between his legs now, his legs lightly bent at the knee. "N-Negan…" Jac whined as he tried to part her legs this way.

Negan grinned and bit down on her shoulder until she cried out. He clicked his tongue at her scoldingly before saying, "What happened to calling me Sir?"

"Y-yes Sssir," Jac whimpered as he let go of her knees.

"Put your legs over mine," Negan demanded harshly. When she didn't immediately do what he wanted he nipped at her ear insisting, "Do it, or I'll take you over my knee and make you wait till morning."

Jac shook her head, not wanting to wait. She shifted her hips and spread her legs, putting them over his. She felt very vulnerable like this. It made it even more clear that Negan was fully clothed, and she was very naked. Then his hands snaked down her body. One rubbed the inside of one of her thighs, the other swirled around her clit. Her head tilted back against his shoulder, her voice all caught up in her throat.

"Oh Sugar, you don't gotta be so fucking quiet," Negan told her as he licked her cheek and rubbed his finger over her clit, making her buck against him. "So fucking pretty, bet you sound pretty too. No one's gonna catch us."

A short little gasp of a moan left her, but Negan didn't seem to think that was enough. His other hand dipped between her legs, slowly running over her entrance. She didn't know what to do with her hands, except to grab at his forearms. Not to stop him, just to have something to hold on to.

"You're my good little girl," Negan huffed against her temple. "I can't wait to have more of you." He slid a finger in her, pumping in and out of her after a moment. When her hips started to roll against his hand Negan slowly added a second finger. "Fuck you're tight."

Jac wanted to close her legs again, but it was hard to command her body. All her hips seemed to want to do was buck against his fingers. The fingers playing with her clit started to become more and more rough, and she cried out only for her hands to shoot up and cover her mouth, her eyes snapped shut too.

"Fuck, Sugar, little more?" Negan asked biting at her jaw. When she nodded he grinned, telling her, "I love playing with your pussy! You're fucking twitching you're so responsive. You're just so wet. I bet I could slide my dick right in you."

Jac felt like his voice was wrapping around her as he continued. Her back arched, and she couldn't really tell what Negan was saying to her. Just that it was dirty, and he was whispering right against her ear. His fingers crooked inside her as he continued to work her. She whimpered behind her hands as her hips thrashed, her thighs shaking. It was getting to be too much and she shook her head. She didn't know how he was making her feel like this.

Negan noticed her reaction and growled against her cheek, "Do you need to use your words?"

Doubling over Jac grabbed his wrists, worried he'd stop. "D-d-don't ssst-top…" She keened, pressing harder against his hands.

"Let go of me Little Girl," Negan demanded as he paused only to smack the inside of her thigh when she tried to close her legs. Only he went right back to rubbing her. He knew he couldn't let her calm down. She arched back against him again and she wrapped her arms around herself instead. "You going to cum for me?" She cried out, but he knew she wasn't there yet. He knew what to try, "You are, you're going to cum for me, because you like the way I'm finger fucking you. You're my naughty little girl, liking it when I spank you. Liking when I'm rough! You are going to fucking cum for me!"

Jac shook her head shoving at him, she couldn't handle this. It felt like it was going to have to hurt soon. She couldn't help the way she was moving, or the way she was letting out these little cries.

"Fucking naughty," Negan moaned as he thrusted his own hips against her lower back. She was making him hard as a rock. "Fine, I'll make you!" Then he pinched her clit, and that's when she shook, her walls spasming around his fingers. He could see the silent cry trying to escape her lips, her body arching more against his.

Negan kept rubbing, and pumping her as stars burst in her vision, and she lost track of her body. He didn't stop until she melted back against him. He slowly removed his hands from her, and Jac whimpered, struggling, but succeeding in getting her legs off of his and closed.

"Fuckity, fuck, you are beautiful when you cum," Negan insisted, pride ringing in his tone as she leaned up and nuzzled at his jaw. He pet at her hair, and kissed her forehead, only to jolt when he felt her hands at his belts. "Woah, woah, I can take care of that in a minute Sugar," he tried to tell her.

"Please, t-tell me what t-to do…" Jac mumbled as she kneeled between his legs, looking at him.

Negan watched her for a long moment before he helped her undo his belts, and his pants. He shooed her from between his legs so he could shove his pants off. No sooner than he'd done that she was pushing and shoving at his shirt too. When he was just as naked as her he waited as she looked him over.

Jac's fingers lightly traced along his arm as she took in his broad chest and the skull tattooed there, and the dark hair that curled there. It trailed down to his stomach and she barely got that far before she was distracted by his manhood.

Negan caught her chin when he saw her eyes widen, and asked, "Alright sweet stuff, you want to use your hands or mouth?"

"H-hands," Jac insisted, unsure how he was going to fit in any other part of her body. He was larger than life even naked, where she just felt that much smaller without her clothes.

Negan took her hands helping her back between his legs. "It's okay. Just touching tonight," he told her as he leaned up to kiss her.

oOo

The rest of the week went by fairly quiet. There weren't anymore fights in the commissary at least. A couple of times Negan's hand would find its way inside her pants. Usually at night, but once in his office in the middle of the day. She'd known something was up when he asked her to sit with him. She'd liked it all though, and Negan would let her touch him… in his office she'd been between his legs, and when she darted her tongue out to lick him… he must not have been expecting it. He never pushed her for more than touching though.

Right now he was in a meeting, and she was jotting down anything important that was actually said. She sat next to Negan, one leg tucked under her on the chair. Simon was on her other side. Really the meetings were always a lot of cursing, and some sex talk, and she always had to filter through it for the things Negan would need to remember later. He didn't need to know that a girl in the laundry let Gavin stick it in her butt. He did need to remember that the laundry workers were going to need the dryers maintenanced, since in two months or so it'd be too cold to hang the clothes outside or otherwise.

He never talked about her though. When the men talked about their conquests he never said anything about what they did. She was secretly pleased with him because of that. Though he had given her a rather dirty wink when one of the men mentioned basically humping his girl when they were too hot to get their clothes off.

"Alright, now about that shit at the beginning of the week? Any more civil unrest?" Negan asked, getting down to more business. He'd noticed Jac start to draw spirals along the top of the page. A surefire sign she was bored out of her mind.

"I haven't noticed any more than usual," Timmy shrugged.

"Yeah that's because everyone already bitches about you except your little dick brigade," Negan laughed running his hand over his face. "Joey, you're running around with more of the masses, how do things seem."

"I don't know boss, a lot of people are quieter around me. Same with the other people guarding the doors, or checkpoints," Joey shrugged from further down the table. Negan had become more and more civil towards him, he suspected because of Jac who was still left in his charge from time to time. At least now he knew who to keep her away from.

Negan frowned, "Quieter how? Just not up to chatting, or all the chatting stops when you guys come in the room."

"The… second one," Joey tried to break it lightly.

Negan scowled. "Some shits are up to fucking something… I want everyone keeping an eye out."

Jac kept her head down as she wrote this information down. She didn't want to say it. She couldn't in front of all of the saviors, but she was worried it was her father's doing. It was something that he didn't try to take down Eli… maybe Eli was in on it… Who was she kidding her father was going to let Eli do the hard work and then he'd take it all from Eli…

She was going to have to tell Negan. Frowning she looked over at Negan, but he was already looking at her closely. He knew. She just didn't know what he was going to do with this information that he knew.

"Everyone especially keep an eye on those new fuckers," Negan growled before he slammed his hand down on the table and stood up. Jac scrambled to follow after him as everyone else stretched and got up at a much more relaxed pace. Simon did follow closely behind her. They were going to have to be the ones to do something. Jack didn't know how she was going to be able to help, but she needed to figure it out.

Author's Note

So! There you go. They did stuff and things... Hopefully this chapter was what at least some of you were hoping for?

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