It was unusual to have much many rainstorms in this part of the world, but the residents of Alexandria and the surrounding camps often found that these days, when it rained, it really rained.

And tonight was no exception.

Water was falling in sheets now, gushing down the guttering and flooding the pathways between the houses.

Arat, Dwight, and Danny, a large beefy black Saviour, were sat under a porch opposite Blake's house, with a bottle of whisky they had snatched from one of the homes nearby.

"I fold," uttered Dwight giving a huff and tossing his cards down onto the table on the deck between the three of them.

It had to be at least one thirty in the morning now, but the three of them, used to often being up all night under Negan's orders, cared little about tiredness, but more about the extra points they could score from this game of poker they were currently playing.

Arat gave a chuckle, keeping her cards against her chest, taking a swig from the bottle of whisky, before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Alright, I call," she said as she placed the bottle back down on the wooden table. "Lay them out."

Danny smirked up at her, before nodding confidently and laying his card down on the table as instructed.

"Flush," he said leaning back in his seat and folding his arms across his broad chest confidently.

But Arat gave a sudden loud laugh, slapping her own hand of cards down onto the table beside Danny's.

"Full house!" she yelled back, with a loud whoop, clearing up the pile of now slightly damp and ruined matchsticks that sat before her.

Danny gave a groan, staring up at the roof of the porch.

"Screw you, Arat," he said a little grumpily, as Dwight gave a chuckle, running a hand across his ginger goatee.

Suddenly from their left, one of the residents of the house they were currently sitting outside, drew back her drapes and peered out at them unhappily.

But the three Saviours merely ignored her, going back to their drinking, Arat grasping all the cards back into the pack and beginning to shuffle them in her tanned fingers.

After a moment or two of silence, with the only noise coming from the rain falling all around them, Arat chanced a glance up to the looming white house across the street opposite.

"You think they've screwed yet?" she asked in a casual tone, her eyes darting back lazily to the other two men, who knew at once who the curly-haired woman was talking about.

"Well it's about time that they did," said Danny, who, even at a rank below Arat and Dwight, was still familiar with Negan's affection for the caramel-blonde woman who had comes to stay at the Sanctuary for a short-time. "I mean how long has she been holding out on him now? A month, maybe two? I've never seen anyone get under his skin like that before."

Arat sighed. "Well either way, I hope he takes her back with us this time. I'm getting' sick of coming here and dealing with these people's attitudes all the time."

She gestured to where the older woman was still staring out at them, mouthing something back to her husband behind her.

Danny, at this, eyed the woman, who hurriedly dropped the drape back down and disappeared from sight.

"I'm surprised he hasn't just made her one of his wives by now already though," said the large black man, taking a sip of whisky before pulling a face. "That way she wouldn't have much a choice, but to come back with us when he asked."

But at Danny's words, Dwight, at his side, gave a loud scoff, leaning his elbow on the edge of his seat.

"Or maybe Negan only makes women who don't actually want to be with him, his wives," he said in a scathing tone, which only made Arat give a dark frown his direction.

"Well don't let him or Simon hear you say that," said Arat in a low tone, peering at the skinny blonde man to her right.

Danny also nodded, a little sternly.

"Yeah," he agreed. "Maybe you shouldn't have any more to drink tonight, D."

The large black man instantly leaned across, making to grab the bottle of dark alcohol from the table….

…. just as, from around the corner, through the pouring rain, the three of them heard the sudden sound of the large gates to the settlement being dragged hastily open.

Arat almost rolled her eyes, picking up her gun and getting to her feet, pressing her lips together.

"Look like Rick's back," she muttered coolly, as the other two men hurriedly followed suit.


"Y'know, if I'd have known what kind of filthy fuckin' shit I was missin' out on, I'd have screwed your brains out a long time ago, Sweetheart," Negan murmured huskily into Blake's caramel hair.

The two adults were currently sat in bed in the dark, both completely naked, the storm still raging outside, with rain lashing violently against the window to their right.

Blake was lying back against Negan's taut body, as he sat up, propped against the headboard, his arms curled around her slender torso. But the caramel-blonde woman currently had a spoon in one hand and an ancient, battered old can of chocolate pudding in the other.

She smiled now, bringing the spoon up to her lips and sucking off the sweet chocolatey goodness.

"Who says I would've let you…" she murmured back teasingly, as Negan gave a chuckle in reciprocation.

"Oh, there is no way after what we just did, that you can deny how hot for me you actually are, Darlin'," he said in that usual low husky voice of his. "I saw how quickly you were willing to get down on your knees and blow me."

Blake bit at her lips, smirking naughtily and staring down into the tin of pudding.

"And I saw how quickly you were willing to have me ride your dick, Daddy," she purred back, taking a small amount of chocolate onto the spoon again and lifting it over her shoulder to Negan's mouth. "You better get used to having me on top, by the way…"

Negan let out a throaty growl of appreciation at her comment, before taking the spoon in his mouth and eating what she was offering him.

They were a good match that was for sure. Blake knowing full well that she could get to him, as easily as he could get to her.

"So, you cuddle with all your wives after sex?" she asked in a nonchalant voice, as she placed the spoon back into the tin of pudding, sliding it onto the nightstand beside them, before settling back down against Negan's firm and tanned chest, as thunder crashed overhead once more.

She heard Negan let out a brief sigh, before answering. "I don't usually let them stick around long enough, Doll," he said as his tanned and calloused fingers threaded themselves easily through hers. "A guy needs his fuckin' beauty sleep."

Blake tutted shortly.

"So should I consider myself a special case then? Or is this more a one off thing?" she responded in a slightly sarcastic tone.

But Negan gave yet another dark chuckle into her hair, resting his bearded chin to the side of her head.

"Oh, Peaches, you've been a goddamn special case since you were dragged from that fucking cell, and I gave you some of my favourite lemonade," he hummed slowly into her ear. "And as for this being a one off thing, well that shit is up to you. If that's what you want, I can take the rest of that chocolate pudding there and go, and you don't ever have to hear from me again…or alternatively, you can hop back up onto Daddy's lap again and we can go for round fuckin' two."

Blake couldn't help but smile at this, taking in a breath and turning back to gaze at him.

"Well actually, I was talking about cuddling being a one off thing, not the sex," she said in a silky tone, wrinkling her nose slightly as she spoke. "….but if you think you can handle another round…"

And with that, as if on cue, Blake felt his ever-stiffening dick, press against her lower back, as she grinned, turning around and doing as he said. Coming to straddle his bare thighs with hers.

Negan stared at her with a smirk lingering across his smug, bearded face now, as he looked her up and down greedily, taking her all in…as his hands grazed down her naked sides.

She could see in his eyes the way he looked at her now….almost in awe of how her tits bounced slightly as she ground down on him, or how her waist nipped in at the middle…curving outwards again at her tanned, rounded hips.

He was enamoured...and so was she, right at this moment…the pair of them, completely wrapped up in the other, with no distractions….

"Oh, I can handle it, Darlin'," Negan growled, tilting his head forwards and kissing gently at her collarbone, as one of his calloused hands drifted up to one of her breasts giving it and a hard and needy squeeze, which made Blake let out a soft moan, letting her head roll back and her eyes drift closed.

From this position, Negan had access the entirely of Blake's slender neck, peppering her smooth skin with open-mouthed kisses, as she felt herself becoming wet for him for the second time tonight.

But she had barely had time to get lost in the moment….when there came a loud bashing on the front-door downstairs.

And even through the noisy rainfall, Rick's loud voice could be heard shouting from outside on the porch.

"Negan!" he yelled, as Arat , Michonne and Dwight's voices were also heard yelling something incoherent to one another, from a short way away.

A frown soon shifted its way over both Negan's and Blake's faces, both severely annoyed that they had been disturbed in their moment, Blake eyes snapping open grumpily.

Negan growled under his breath, scowling in the direction of the front window that looked down upon the street below, arching a dark eyebrow.

"You gonna give me permission to kill that fuckin' prick, Peaches?" he murmured grimly, in a voice filled with utter contempt.

But Blake, who pursed her lips together, clambering off his lap, sliding from the bed and getting to her feet, shook her blonde head.

"No," she huffed, peering out of the rainy window pane and staring down at a blur of figures, now standing out in the darkness of the street below. "But I'll be glad to see the back of him…that's for sure."

Completely naked now, Blake turned back from the window, to see Negan sitting on the far side of the mattress pulling on his grey pants, belt chinking as he went.

She ran a hand through her long hair, before padding over to the bedroom door without another word.

"You goin' out there to confront him like that, Peaches?" asked Negan suddenly, just as she was about to head out into the dark upstairs landing.

Blake glanced back at him over her shoulder, to see the bearded man staring over at her naked body fiendishly, grinning widely from ear-to-ear. But the caramel-blonde woman only tutted, rolling her eyes.

"No, I'm just going to use the bathroom," she said with a faux-huff of annoyance. "…get myself cleaned up."

She shot him a frowning look, gesturing to her slender abdomen, which only a short while ago, Negan had coated in his glistening ejaculate.

But Negan just tilted his chin back, with a knowing 'huh'…before poking his tongue out between his line of white teeth, before getting swiftly to his feet and pacing cockily across the room towards her.

"Or maybe…" he said raising both eyebrows suggestively, as he stopped a mere breath away from her, his finger trailing down between her breasts now and down her middle, coming to stop just below her belly-button, causing Blake to catch her breath slightly, getting lost in his lustful gaze. "…maybe, Daddy can cum over that pretty little body of yours again, before Rick realises the door downstairs has actually been unlocked this whole time."

Blake blinked, shaking herself. As her eyes suddenly blackened into a dark scowl.

She let out the angriest of huffs, before she shoved the dark-haired Saviour hurriedly away from her and turned on her heel, stalking into the bathroom across the landing.

"I hate you sometimes," she called back to him, in a pissed-off sounding voice, knowing full well that Negan was probably standing behind her right now, an arrogant grin plastered across his long, tanned face. "...asshole..."

…and with that, she slammed the door…leaving the tall, dark-haired Saviour, chuckling loudly behind her…


Sorry that was just a short one today after the long chapter yesterday. But I still hope it was ok?

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