Negan walks through Alexandria, swinging Lucille idly with a smirk.
"Let's see what the fuck we got here." He grins, tapping Lucille against the door.
Rick answers, standing there with his mouth agape.
"Trick or treat, motherfucker." Negan smiles, resting Lucille against his shoulder.
"Trick or treat!" A group of small children say excitedly beside him, dressed in an array of costumes.
Rick leans forward, his brows furrowed. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" He whispers.
Negan stares at him in confusion. "The fucks it look like? It's Halloween, Rick, in case you hadn't noticed, now give us some fucking candy."
"Why the hell are you carrying that thing around?"
Negan glances at the makeshift Lucille on his shoulder. "Careful, Rick, you'll hurt her feelings."
"Seriously? Look, Negan. I appreciate you offering to take the kids trick or treating, but did you really have to.. you know, dress up as you?"
Negan furrows his brows. "Dress up as me?"
Rick tilts his head. "You know what i mean. You go round knocking on everyone's doors carrying that, you're gonna give people a heart attack."
"Come on, Rick, it's funny." Negan chuckles.
"No, it's not."
"Stop being such a tight ass, Rick. The kids are enjoying themselves, aren't you kids?"
They all cheer in unison, holding out their buckets impatiently.
"Judith had fun holding Lucille, didn't you, sweetheart?" Judith nods in reply.
Rick stares at him, his eyes wide. "You let her hold it?!"
"Chill your boots, Rick, it's fucking plastic." Negan taps the fake barbwire. "See?" He glances at Rick, who is clearly not amused. "Look, can you just give us some fucking candy so we can go? We've got a shit load of houses to get through, and you're cutting into candy time."
"Candy time! Candy time!" The little ones begin to chant.
Rick offers them a smile, turning to Negan with a scowl before he grabs a huge bowl, placing treats in their buckets.
Negan clears his throat. "You forgetting someone?"
"Aren't you too old for candy?" Rick frowns.
"You're never too old for candy." Negan grins, holding out his gloved hand. Rick shakes his head before handing him a piece of candy. "Attaboy!" He smiles, clicking his fingers as one of the kids holds out Negan's bucket, dropping his candy inside.
"You got your own bucket?" Rick frowns.
"Yeah, didn't go with the costume though, so Jimmy's offered to hold it for a quarter of the candy inside. Kid's got initiative, i'll give him that."
Rick rubs at his temples. "Just.. watch the profanity, okay?"
"Sure fucking thing, Rick." Negan smiles, swinging Lucille idly as he turns to leave.
After scaring half of the community, Negan knocks on another door, makeshift Lucille resting on his shoulder. He sighs, feeling a deep pang of loss for the old Lucille as he waits for an answer. Negan knocks once again, tapping his foot impatiently.
"The fuck." Negan frowns, banging Lucille against the door, refusing to leave without getting an answer.
He hears hurried steps down the stairs.
"One minute!" Someone calls from inside, before they open the door.
Negan's eyes widen, his lips curling up into a devilish smirk as a woman dressed in a black robe answers, her hair damp.
"Sorry, i was just in the shower," she says a little breathlessly. "What do we have here?" She smiles, looking down at the children.
Negan clears his throat. "Cute as shit, aren't they?" Negan smiles.
She raises an eyebrow, smirking a little. "Yes, they are. Those aren't the words i'd use though." She leans an arm against the door frame, looking him up and down. "And what did you come as?"
"Myself." Negan steps closer, leaning back a little. "Or, myself from back in the glory days."
"The glory days?"
Negan waves a hand. "Long story."
She smiles, looking at the little ones. "Well, you're just adorable."
"Why, thank you." Negan smirks, biting on his lip.
"I was talking to the kids." She smiles, raising an eyebrow.
"I am kind of adorable though, aren't i?"
As she stares at him, a little taken aback by how forward he is, she can't deny that he is adorable, especially with those cute little dimples. "I'm sorry, who are you?"
Negan opens his mouth, closing it briefly in surprise, this being a first. "Are you new here?"
"Yeah, i got here a few weeks ago, name's Katie."
"I'm Negan."
"Oh.. right." She nods. "I've heard of you."
"Good things i hope?"
"Erm.. not really." She giggles. "Anyway, maybe i should get the little ones some candy, we can't stand here all day yapping." Katie grabs a bowl, handing it out to the kids. "Take what you want."
"I hope that offers extended to me?" Negan grins.
"Yeah, take as much as you can handle." Katie offers the bowl to him, biting on her lip.
One of the kids tugs at his jacket. "Negan, my arms are tired."
"Shh. So you were saying?" Negan smirks.
Katie glances down at a boy dressed as a clown. "He does look tired."
Negan waves a hand. "He's fine. So, you were saying.
Jimmy tugs at Negan's jacket once again. "Negan, my arms are really tired."
"You want a quarter of my candy or not?" Negan frowns.
Katie crosses her arms. "I think you should take them home."
Shit! Cock blocking little fucker!
"Maybe once you're done, you could swing by for a nightcap?" Katie offers, licking her lips.
Negan stares at her, his mouth agape. "Abso-fucking-lutely!"
"Hey, you said i could have a quarter of the candy!" Jimmy complains as Negan drops him off at his house.
"Yeah, and you said you'd carry my bucket with no whining, funny how shit turns out," Negan says, nudging him towards the porch steps. "Now come on, kid, i got places to go."
Jimmy sticks out his bottom lip, slowly making his way up the steps.
Negan runs a hand over his beard. "Shit, kid. Here." He hands Jimmy his bucket. "Just don't eat it all at once, okay?"
Jimmy smiles, taking the bucket from him. "Thanks, Negan."
"You're welcome, kid." Negan heads off down the yard.
"Negan."
"Yeah?" Negan rolls his eyes impatiently.
"Thanks for taking us trick or treating, it was real fun. I don't care what people say about you, you're alright." Jimmy smiles.
Negan smiles, his heart warming a little. "You're welcome, kid."
Negan knocks on her door, running a hand through his hair. He felt nervous, in spite of his confidence earlier. He'd had the sense to drop Lucille off at home, and had relieved himself in the bathroom, not wanting to arrive with a loaded gun.
"Hey." Katie smiles as she answers, her hair now dry, yet still wearing her black, silk robe. "Come in." She steps aside.
Negan steps into the hall, taking a quick glance. "This is a nice place, i didn't think Rick was giving out houses anymore."
"It was Mrs Rose's, she passed on a week after i got here. Others seemed reluctant to take it, maybe they were spooked out? But, i practically bit his arm off." She makes her way to a drinks cabinet in the lounge, pulling out a crystal bottle with Amber coloured liquid inside. "Are you a whiskey man?"
"I most certainly fucking am." Negan smiles, taking off his jacket as he sits down on the sofa. She hands him a glass, and to his delight, she sits down beside him, placing the bottle down on the coffee table.
Katie takes a sip, licking her lips as she savours the taste. "I've heard a lot about you, most of it not so good."
"So why are you sitting here drinking with me?" Negan raises an eyebrow.
"Well, i thought you could do with a drink. Walking around with a bunch of kids on Halloween is no easy feat, especially when they're all hyped up on sugar. And, i like to make my own mind up about people." She crosses her legs, the robe slipping a little and revealing her perfect thighs, Negan swallowing thickly as he gazes down at her briefly. He wonders, not for the first time, what she has on under there, if anything at all.
"Well, that's a good fucking way to be. Or, at least it's good for me." Negan chuckles, sipping his drink. "Hmm, this is good. Where did you get this?"
"I traded it at the market, there's a guy at the Sanctuary, he makes it."
Negan raises an eyebrow. "You're shitting me?" Katie shakes her head in reply. "None of those fuckers ever made shit like this when i was in charge over there."
"He makes all kinds of stuff. I traded a pair of boots for this.. and a couple bottles of beer."
"Well, i'm very fucking grateful that you traded your boots, this is some good shit." Negan licks his lips, his gaze dropping to her thighs once again. "So, what do you do? Around here i mean."
"Before i got here, i was pretty much just surviving. But, i was halfway through my nurse training, before the world turned to shit. Dr. Carson all but hugged me when i told him that, so they've got me training again. Only this time, they're training me to be a doctor, they think i have what it takes."
"Wow! Doctors are like gods these days. No wonder Rick the prick gave you this house."
Katie smiles. "Maybe?" She shakes her head. "I'm not so sure i'm cut out for it though, it's hard."
"I'll bet you're more than fucking cut out for it. Carson wouldn't be wasting his time with you if he didn't think so."
"You think?"
"I fucking know, sweetheart." He knocks back the rest of his drink.
"Refill?" She offers.
"Sure." Negan holds out his glass, watching her robe carefully as she leans over to grab the bottle. Holy shit! It's slides open a little at the top, the side of her breast showing for just a second. He's now almost certain that she's wearing nothing at all underneath, and his cock twitches against his boxers, Negan shifting uncomfortably in his seat as she hands him the glass.
"You okay?" Katie frowns.
"Yeah, i'm fucking better than okay." Negan smiles, his eyes not leaving hers.
Katie fills her own glass, resting her arm against the back of the sofa as she turns to face him. "What did you do before?"
"I was a high school coach."
"Did you like it?"
"I did actually. You had all these little shits, with no goddamn clue about life, or what they wanna fucking do with it. Coaching was so much more than just teaching the little fuckers how to dodge a ball."
"I hated sports, was never really good at them. You probably would've hated me as a student."
"Hmm, i highly fucking doubt that. I'm sure i would've found something you were good at." Negan bites his lip.
"Really?" Katie smiles seductively.
"I may be a little fucking rusty here, but are you flirting with me?"
"I'd say you're not rusty at all." Katie knocks back the rest of her drink, watching as Negan follows suit.
"Damn, girl. You're just about the hottest fucking thing i've seen in a long time."
"Prove it."
"Hmm." Negan leans forward, brushing his fingers over her neck. He presses his lips against hers, and it feels so good to have hers inviting him in, her fingers curling through the back of his hair. "I haven't had a woman in so long," he whispers against her lips.
Katie brushes her nose against his, her skin breaking out in gooseflesh as he traces his thumb over her collarbone. "Take what you want."
Negan groans, pulling at her hair as he kisses her fiercely, laying her down on the sofa. He drags his lips down her neck, smirking as she moans beneath him, her fingers tugging at his hair. Negan slips his hand beneath her robe, cupping her breast and rolling his thumb over her nipple. Lowering his head, he ghosts his lips over her collarbone, sending kisses over her hot, sensitive skin.
He tugs open her robe, revealing her breasts. His hands are rough yet warm against her skin, and she arches her body, yearning for his touch. She moans as he rolls his tongue over her nipple, his breath hot against her skin as he nips a path down her stomach.
Negan pulls on the belt of her robe, groaning needily as he sees she is indeed naked beneath. He lifts his t-shirt up over his head, tossing it to the floor before planting wet kisses down her thighs, lowering his head between them. "Fuck!" He growls lowly. "You, are, beautiful."
Katie shivers as he kisses her clit, his fingers running up and down her waist as he suckles gently. "Oh.." she arches her back as Negan flicks his tongue over her heat, running a stripe down her soaked lips, lapping up her juices greedily.
"Hmm," Negan hums against her, sending a shiver straight through her entire body. "You're fucking delicious, baby."
She snakes her arm round the back of his head, curling her fingers through his hair as he rolls his tongue over her clit, an unbearable heat building inside her. The sounds alone drive her to insanity, his sloppy, wet kisses sending her closer to the edge. Katie rolls her hips, pushing his face into her heat as she gyrates against him. "Oh god.. don't stop!" She pleads breathlessly as he devours her pussy as if it were his last meal. The knot in her stomach suddenly releases, her legs beginning to shake as her orgasm washes over her, muscles contracting uncontrollably. "Oh.. Negan!" Katie throws her head back, Negan's hands gripping her hips firmly as she lifts them off the sofa.
Negan looks up at her with a smirk, chuckling lightly as Katie shudders as he kisses her sensitive clit. "Still fucking got it." He smiles.
Katie rises up onto her knees, her lips smacking against his as she pushes him down on the sofa, unbuckling his belt impatiently. She pulls his pants and boxers down his legs, his cock springing out in front of her, twitching needily as she runs a hand down his length.
"Show me what you got, baby," Negan groans, pulling her onto his lap.
Katie slides down onto his throbbing cock, exhaling sharply as he fills her completely. She rolls her hips, curling her fingers through his chest hair as she nips at his jaw, his fingers gripping her waist as he lets out a groan.
"Fuck! You feel so good, baby," Negan groans, pulling her hips into his, his cock twitching deep inside her. He strokes his fingers down her spine, leaning forward and taking her nipple in his mouth as she rocks her hips against him. "Fuck!" Negan cups her ass with both hands. "Wrap your legs around me," he whispers in her ear.
Katie obeys, moaning as he lifts her up off the sofa, stumbles across the room, and pushes her up against the wall. She claws at his shoulders as he thrusts up into her, fucking her into the wall as he nips at her throat. "Oh.. fuck," Katie moans.
Negan snaps his hips relentlessly, sucking a hickey into her neck as she scratches at his shoulders. "You close, baby?"
"Uh-huh," she moans, her thighs tightening around his waist.
"Hmm, i can feel how fucking close you are." Negan smirks, slowing his hips a little. "You're fucking soaked."
"Negan." Katie attempts to roll her hips, but he pins her tightly to the wall, thrusting his cock in and out of her torturously slow. "Please, give it to me," she begs, her brows furrowed needily.
Negan chuckles, pulling away from the wall. He bites on her bottom lip as he heads towards the stairs, kissing her more fiercely with every step. "Which one's yours?" Negan groans. She nods towards the front bedroom.
He falls down on the bed, Katie pinned beneath him, his cock not having left her pussy even for a moment. Negan curls his fingers round her throat, grazing his teeth over her jaw. He'd come close to busting his load more than once, but he'd held back, his cock throbbing almost angrily in protest.
"Tell me you want it, baby," Negan growls, rolling his hips as he grips her throat.
"I want it," Katie whimpers, shivers coursing through her body as he snaps his hips, his hand gripping her thigh and resting her leg against his shoulder.
Negan leans down, rolling his tongue over hers as he pounds into her relentlessly, groaning with every thrust. "Oh.. fuck! Come for me, baby. Come all over my cock, show me how much you want it."
"Negan! Oh, fuck!" She comes hard, her walls clenching around him as he thrusts into her, hitting her sweet spot over and over, her nerves on fire as her body shakes beneath him.
"Oh.. Jesus, fuck!" Negan groans, the muscles in his neck strained as he nears his own release. He pulls out of her, stroking his cock as he shoots his load all over her stomach. "Oh, fuck!"
Negan drops down, resting his head against her breasts, caring little for the fact that he's laying in his own juices. "Damn, girl."
Katie curls her fingers through his hair, trying to catch her breath. "If i'd known you were this good, i would've knocked on at yours soon as i got here." She smiles.
"Hmm, you're always welcome to knock on at mine any damn time, baby."
"God, i needed this. I came close to offering Carson a nightcap."
Negan lifts his head, his eyes darkening a little as he feels a slight pang of jealousy. He traces the line of her lips with his thumb. "This pussy is mine now, understand?"
"Yes, but you're gonna have to make damn sure you keep reminding me, so i don't forget," Katie teases.
"Oh, baby. You have no, fucking, idea." Negan smirks, flipping her over on the bed.