More and more walkers were removed from the courtyard. A day and a half went by and Alexandra hadn't spoken with Negan. Over the course of the night he hadn't come back to the room, though she saw him from a distance on several occasions commanding his men, overseeing the reconstruction of the fence and killing off the undead with Lucille.
She hung around in the main lobby tending to minor injuries seeing as though the medical building was off limits. A part of her began to worry if Randy had made it out when the attack happened because she hadn't seen him, though eventually he made his way from a separate building where he had been stranded and aided her in helping the people of the community.
By nightfall of the second day and still no Negan, Alexandra contemplated going out to find him but eventually he paraded in through the main door of the building where she had stationed a medical work zone and he eyed her immediately.
"Grab me some food." He looked at her, stating the phrase like a question and she nodded, rising from where she sat behind a small desk in the lobby.
Alexandra studied Negan for a moment. From a distance she was sure he appeared as tough as ever and even well-rested but up close she could see the bags beneath his exhausted eyes. Still, she watched as he walked toward their only place of refuge without a hitch before hurrying toward the food hall to get a big plate of food. Most times she didn't specify because she was sure it would lead to more talking than necessary, but Alexandra made her way straight to the main cook and looked him in the eye.
"I need a big plate of food for Negan. He hasn't slept in almost two days."
"You got it." The cook didn't question her and quickly put together a tray full of everything he had to offer.
"Thank you," Alexandra said with a nod. She hurried up to see him as fast as she could without dropping the tray and was surprised to find the main door open just a crack. "Negan?" she wandered in and saw him sitting at the table, leaned back in a chair with his eyes closed. He snored quietly every few seconds and she tiptoed up to put the food down. She wasn't sure whether to wake him so he could eat or let him sleep. When his head dropped back a few inches his eyes opened and he stood up abruptly as he was startled from his slumber.
"Hey," Alexandra said softly. She saw his facial features relax and then he saw the food in front of him.
"Shit..." He yawned and ran his hands over his eyes like a little kid just getting up in the morning. "How long was I out?"
"I just got up here with your dinner," she explained, "So it couldn't have been more than a few minutes." Alexandra made her way around the table and sat next to him. She ran a hand through his hair and closed her eyes as he leaned up against her, almost falling back asleep. "Why don't you go lay down?"
"Why do I fucking do shit?" he grumbled lowly.
She looked over at him as he continued to lie against her with his eyes closed. "What?"
Negan's arm dropped lazily onto her lap and he mumbled something incoherent before Alexandra could tell he was asleep again.
For a while she sat there running her hand over his head until she finally rose to her feet to try getting him to bed.
Negan's eyes flickered open and he stared at her as she stood with a hand extended in his direction. "It's still the same fucking night right?"
She nodded. "Yeah it hasn't been long."
"The undead fucks are almost fuckin' cleared out. Fence is almost up."
Alexandra nodded. She was eager to get things back to normal but equally as afraid to watch Negan leave with The Saviors to attack the others. "You need some rest. If you stay sleeping in that chair you'll get a stiff neck... or back."
"Nurse Alex." He smiled and slowly rose from where he sat.
She smiled but then looked at him more seriously. "You've been awake for almost two days."
Negan took a deep breath and closed his eyes before running a hand across his forehead. He unzipped his jacket and removed his boots before heading toward the bathroom. When Alexandra didn't immediately follow him he turned to her. "You coming?"
"Where?"
"Come make sure I don't fall asleep in the shower." His were tired but shined with the slightest hint of playfulness when he made the comment and she followed him in.
Alexandra glanced at the oversized tub. "Why don't you take a bath instead?"
Negan chuckled. "What am I fucking six years old?"
"I'll bathe you," she told him, raising her eyebrows.
He stared her up and down and then motioned to the tub. "You convinced me." Negan smirked lazily, but leaned an arm on the wall with his eyes closed as she began to run the water.
Alexandra stripped off her clothes as the tub filled up and followed him in. Negan sighed as he sat down and closed his eyes. "I may fall asleep," he warned her, sinking below the surface for a moment before emerging a few seconds later. "Feels fuckin' good. Why haven't I done this?"
"Sometimes it takes a woman's bright ideas." Alexandra smiled and rested her leg over his as she sat across from him.
Negan smiled and leaned all the way back, slicking his hair back once. He nodded his head toward a bar of soap. "Going to follow through with your proposition or what?"
She glanced over her shoulder and grabbed the soap before pushing herself across and running the bar over his chest in small circles.
Negan sighed and kept his eyes closed, keeping his arms outstretched along the edge of the tub. "I don't know whether to fall asleep or pull you onto my lap." He laughed, keeping his eyes closed and then rested his head back.
Alexandra smiled as she massaged his shoulders and dug her thumbs into every muscle of his upper body after running the bar of soap over his skin. She got closer, straddling him and hugged herself to him as she began to draw the soap across his upper back.
Negan's hands dropped loosely to her hips and he opened his eyes when he felt her breaths against the side of his face.
Alexandra made eye contact with him and leaned into a kiss he initiated.
"I'm so fucking tired I almost feel high or something," he confessed, drawing his thumb along her face and then through the damp ends of her hair.
She faced him directly, almost touching her nose to his. "You really need some sleep," she told him. "If someone came right now you wouldn't be able to do what you normally do."
Negan kept his eyes on hers and she left a soft kiss on his lips without breaking eye contact. "Can we make this shit happen before we go to war with Alexandria?"
She ran a hand down his face and rested it on his chest. "Make what happen?"
"I want you to have my kid."
Alexandra studied his face for a moment. "Are you saying that because you think you're going to die?"
"No," he answered honestly, shaking his head. "But if I do then there's still something fucking left." Before she could say anything about his untimely death remarks he kissed her again and gently trailed his hands from her face to her breasts before locking them more securely on her hips.
Alexandra looked down, carefully running her hands down his upper body before turning all of her attention to the area below his waist. She watched as his eyes closed again and he let out a breath through his nose as she touched him and teased him before pinning herself to him.
Negan allowed her to have control, enjoying the pampering nature of her treatment, even after they began to make love. She kissed his neck as she rocked slowly on top of him and them moved her hands behind her back to lock her fingers with his at the base of her back.
He sighed, saying her name quietly several times she attempted to pay attention to every part of him. Surprisingly she found herself at a climax before him, despite the slow, sensual nature of their embrace and clung to him tightly in the midst of the moment.
Negan felt her contract around him and dug his fingers into her back, giving her a drawn out series of kisses before she finally took a long, deep breath. "You okay doll?" He chuckled to himself and studied beads of water as she slowly ran down her chest.
Alexandra took another breath and nodded before laughing lightly. "Yeah."
He kissed her again and urged her to keep going, easily getting her back into the moment by kissing her neck and whispering a series of erotic questions into her ear as he began to move his hips up into her.
Alexandra complimented his movements, not wanting to fully pass the reigns over to Negan as she picked up the pace on top of him, grinding herself against him.
"Fuck, Alex..." He leaned his head back against the tub and closed his eyes as a familiar feeling rose in his stomach as he finished with a loud groan, grabbing the side of the tub with one hand and securing her around the waist with his other.
Alexandra sunk against him as he let out a few final breaths and Negan didn't move, wrapping his arms around her and keeping his eyes closed. When he finally readjusted to sit upright he looked at her. "Let's go to bed. After all this fuckin' shit I don't want to go out by drowning in a fucking bathtub after a good fuck."
She smiled and shook her head.
"What?" Negan eyed her as she got out of the tub and she threw a towel around herself. "You know you didn't fall for Prince fucking Charming, right?"
Alexandra tossed him a towel as he slowly got out of the tub. "I don't think Prince Charming could live up to what you do to me, Negan."
He smiled and looked down before wrapping the towel around his waist. "Can't say I don't enjoy a little fuckin' ego boost from time to time." Negan smiled wider as she continued to take him in. "You're looking at me like you're not fuckin' done with me yet."
She felt her face grow hot a bit and then looked down. "What can I say... those few days without you..." Alexandra shrugged.
Negan pulled her to him and kissed her once, laughing against her lips as she tried to ignite the kiss further. "I'm so tired I can't even get it back up right now," he told her, "If you beg me I'll give it to you good again in the morning."
She smiled against him and almost got lost in the moment as Negan teased her with a longer kiss before pulling back. "I can be pretty stubborn sometimes myself," she told him, "But the way I'm feeling right now... I'll beg." Alexandra kissed him hard for another second before allowing him to tow her to the bedroom. Neither one of them got dressed and Negan was asleep no more than two minutes after sliding beneath the covers.
She cuddled herself against him, the warmth from the bath water still clinging to their bodies. Alexandra began to toy with the idea of running away with Negan far away from this place again. Her thoughts soon entwined with her dreams as she slowly drifted off to sleep.