It dark and quiet as Negan strode through the windowless hallways of the Sanctuary, with Blake's fingers still entwined firmly with his.

Neither of them had to say a word about where they were going, but both of them knew. And it was just a mere moment later, that Negan gave the large wooden doors to his quarters, a firm shove open, the pair of them moving silently into his dim room.

The window was undraped, shedding a pale, white early morning light across one side of the large expansive space.

Both of them had forgotten their tiredness and cold now…Blake's warm hand suddenly drifting away from Negan's….

The dark-haired man just watched as she tucked a loose strand of caramel hair behind her ear, her green eyes finding his in the gloom.

"Is it ok if I take a shower?" she murmured in a soft voice, standing there as fucking beautiful as ever, still draped in his oversized leather jacket.

He hadn't lied when he had told her it had suited her. For there she was…. as fucking perfect as she always was…dressed in something that was his.

This was like her wearing his t-shirt all over again…

That oh-so-primal feeling of her being his, flooding his veins.

Negan turned his entire body into her, parting his lips gently, as his chocolate eyes looked her up and down.

"Darlin'," he pressed in a low, drawn-out voice, shaking his head and staring at her earnestly. "You know you don' even have to fuckin' ask…"

Blake blinked at him a few times, offering him a look that was warm and gracious, as she nodded shortly, before turning and padding softly away from him, and heading into his bathroom, on the far-side of the room.

Perhaps a couple of weeks ago, he'd have followed her….but Negan wasn't quite sure what it was she wanted anymore.

Was she still hurting as much as he was?

Or perhaps more…..seeing that guy die right in front of her like that, just a mere ten minutes ago….that had to have affected her in some way, right?

Negan couldn't help but remember what Blake had been like after her prick of a fi-an-cé had died….lost…exhausted…distant.

He had found her in his bathtub that night…staring into space….but even then she had felt the need to be near to him that night. Sleeping in Negan's bed…curled up…tossing and turning all through the early hours, and crying out while she slept…battling unknown ghosts Negan wasn't able to help with, in that dream world of hers.

The dark-haired Saviour paced across the room now, glancing up over towards the bathroom door, slightly ajar with a crack of stark yellow light shining into his living quarters, hearing the shower switch on.

He wouldn't question her actions today…and whether she wanted to soak her troubles away, talk about it, or ask him to give her some space….hell, Negan would allow her any of that.

Because despite how much they had yelled at each other….shared cruel and unkind words…it had all been a fucking act.

Negan still cared for her more than he could say.

He had not felt this way about anyone in a long, long fucking time.

Not since Lucille…and his heartbreak from being apart from Blake this past week or so was killing him, one drawn-out day at a time.

He wanted her to be ahppy….as pathetic as that fucking sounded.

From the moment he had seen her standing there shouting David down in that dining hall on the very first day she had arrived at the Sanctuary, she had entered Negan's life like a whirlwind, tearing down every barrier he had made sure was up since Lucille.

Negan had screwed around a lot in his life….pushed people away….pretended that they didn't matter to him….but with Blake…well, shit…..there really was no hiding it.

She was his utter obsession….like a drug….

In a world where people revered him so wholly, she had been the only one to give him as good as he gave. It was sharp and refreshing to him….like lemonade in a stark drought-filled desert…and Negan knew how he felt about her. How he had felt about her for a very long time now….

And nothing said over the past week or so would change that. Nothing.

And whether she was with him…..or any other fucker…..Negan would still give her the world if she asked for it….

The dark-haired Saviour, standing there in just his t-shirt now, still without his leather jacket, dropped Lucille gently down onto the small, low coffee table, nestled in between his two leather couches….placing the weapon down beside the cracked blue vase Blake had brought in, just a couple of short days ago…

…the vase she had brought in when she had submitted to Negan…when she had told him just how much she had misjudged Steve.

She had, that day, looked Negan dead in the eye, her chin raised defiantly….accepting her punishment in whatever form she expected Negan to give it to her.

Fuck.

She really was a fucking queen.

And Negan wanted that crown back on her head….whether he was going to be the one to return it to her head or not.

The dark-haired leader of the Saviour's gave a short sigh, lifting his hand now, and dragging it down his long bearded features, before strolling slowly over to his large four poster bed, before settling down upon the edge of it. The mattress beneath creaking slightly with his weight…

...waiting…

…and to his surprise, it wasn't a moment or two before he heard the shower turn off….a humid, fragrant mist seeping out from the crack underneath the bathroom door.

Negan's eyes drifted down to the floor…blinking heavily….wondering what Blake was likely to be like when that door opened.

Would she be tearful? Angry with Negan for doing what he did?

The dark-haired Saviour wasn't sure…

His heart thudding quietly in his rib cage, as a sudden warm shaft of light poured suddenly out from the bathroom doorway, as the door creaked opened wide, and out stepped Blake….

Fuck…

There she was…like a goddamn goddess…

…with her lengthy caramel hair hanging loose around her shoulders….as she padded out...dressed in nothing but a white fluffy towel, clutched around her middle….covering only what Negan had longed for this past week or so….what he had dreamed about in the middle of the night…lying awake….thinking of her mouth….her hands…every curve that body of hers.

For a moment, Negan half expected her to be lost in thought, to turn away from him distractedly…but instead, her green eyes were fixed intently on his right now, causing his breath to catch in his throat slightly, a gulp easing its way over his adam's apple.

But Blake didn't look away, as she tilted her head slightly, gazing over at him….as her blonde hair trickled across her slender shoulders in a breeze that wasn't even there…

Shit. That was it….

He was screwed.

Fucking screwed….

…for Negan knew that no matter what she wanted…or who she wanted….it was going to fucking break his heart to be apart from her again….even if they were just down the hallway from one another.…

But luckily for Negan….right at this minute, that wasn't an issue…as Blake wordlessly walked towards him….the grip on her towel tight, as she came to stop just a foot or two away from him now.

From here, Negan could make out every single, almost evaporated, droplet of water, that clung to her skin….looking like she was almost glowing in the early morning light, here in his room….

He felt hot now…licking at his lips…a frown passing over his brow, as he looked up at her, almost questioningly.

This was about as silent as the pair of them ever got…Negan as cocky and as loud as he usually was, not wanting to be the first person to speak.

His heart quickened it's pace now as he stared at her….gorgeous…like a fucking painting Negan would indeed hang on his fucking wall, anyday.

She was perfection to him….in almost every way. And Negan couldn't help but let out a small internal sigh….taking her all in.

But his attention was suddenly caught by her hands moving up and over the top of her towel…

…and the dark-haired Saviour could do nothing but let out anther gulp, as, in the blink of an eye….Blake had undone the only fabric between her and utter nudity…

…letting her towel drop to the floor with a small 'whump'.

Negan almost immediately felt his dick stiffen in his pants at the sight of her stood there, completely naked, in front of him now.

And, granted, Negan had seen a lot of women naked in his life, but none that made him feel the way she did…with smooth skin…glorious fucking pert tits, and those curved hips that gave him the most primal and animalistic of urges, making Negan just want to bury his cock deep inside her and impregnate her, right here, right now….

But Negan barely had time to take her all in…as, in just a split-second later, Blake, gently licking at her pink and swollen lips, had closed the gap between the pair of them, pressing both her hands to his shoulders…climbing onto his lap.

She placed a knee either side of his seated form, as her hands moved up into his dark hair, running her fingers through the strands of his dark locks…and Negan's rough hands instantly found those hips of hers, tugging her into him.

Fuck….he wanted her…

No, he needed her…his throbbing dick straining against his jeans, before they had even started anything.

Negan's eyes became dark and lustful….not moving his gaze from hers, as he bit down hard onto his lip...that frown still lingering across his tanned brow.

But Blake merely parted her own peachy lips...making a wet sound, as she pressed her mouth close to Negan's ear.

He could smell her now….like honey and vanilla….causing him to almost drool with longing…wanting, so much, to taste every inch of her…as her lips grazed his ear….sending a warm trickle of breath onto his neck.

But the words that came out of her mouth, despite the pair's compromising position, still shocked Negan slightly…which was indeed a surprise, considering how unstable and unpredictable the dark-haired Saviour himself could be.

She let out another breathy sigh.

"...I want you inside me…" she whispered in a delicious tone, drawing back, her fingers still tangled in his hair, as she stared deeply into his eyes. "Daddy."

And Negan couldn't help the groan that escaped his lips, needy and guttural, as his grip tightened against her waist.

But the moments pause didn't last long, as the pair of them, breathing hard now, crashed their lips suddenly into the other's…..kissing at one another, oh-so desperately.

Their mouths met again and again…tongues lapping against the other's, parting and meeting again and again, making such deliciously wet noises.

Negan bucked his hips up into her before he could help himself…wanting, so much, to give her what she had asked….wanting his hard and straining cock deep inside that dripping wet pussy of hers…

Fuck.

Negan cold barely breath right now…so intoxicated by her…as her hands moved down with urgency, fumbling at his belt buckle, before moving onto his zipper.

The dark-haired Savour, letting his fingers leave Blake's skin for a mere second, reached up, tugging his t-shirt over his head, before tossing it haphazardly to the floor beside them, before readjusting his grip on her waist., holding the caramel-blonde woman in place as she sat up slightly, shucking his pants down his thighs, and allowing his stiff cock to spring from its cofimenet….as she settled her back down onto his lap.

Blake bit at her bottom lip momentarily, staring down at Negan's engorged shaft hungrily, before suddenly glancing up into the dark-haired Saviour's eyes yet again…her hands instantly repositioning themselves in his hair once more, as she pressed herself close to him, sliding herself further up his lap.

Her eyes were filled with a desperation of sorts….a look of utter desire hovering over her gorgeous features.

He could feel her now…soaking wet…as she slid her hot slit over Negan's dick, his tip finding her entrance, as a hard and shaky gulp slid its way down his throat.

This was the first time in a long, long time that the leader of the Saviour's found himself rendered utterly speechless…the sensation of her sopping pussy hovering so dangerously over his throbbing head…her creamy wetness mixing with the pre-cum he could feel running down from his own engorged tip.

"…nnngggffff…Daaarlin'…." Negan groaned out, parting his lips and staring down now at the space between them, awestruck…his chocolate eyes trickling over her heaving breasts…her stomach…and down to the space in between her legs…where his cock now sat….

He knew full well, that all it would take would be one sharp thrust upwards. and his dick would be there, encased in her hot walls where he needed it to be now…

…but the waiting, was almost as good as he knew the act itself would be.

Negan stared at Blake now, their eyes finding each other's once more…communicating silently with one another, things they would never dare utter outside this situation.

She was everything he could ever have wished for in this lonely fucking world….and despite the thousands of people still left in existence….he had somehow managed to find the person he needed in his life. The one person who could make him feel like no other person ever had…not since Lucille…

…for he longed for Blake now….with every fibre in his body….barely able to breathe….his chest tight….and his grip on her ever tighter…waiting, just waiting for the moment to come where she would give him everything he had ever wanted….everything he had missed in the weeks he had been apart from her…..

And Negan could only let out a harsh 'fuck' now, as Blake lowered herself down onto Negan's throbbing dick, excruciatingly slowly….all his breath, and hers, leaving their bodies, at the pleasurable sensation of him filling her up entirely….

Negan's eyes rolled back in his head as Blake's did the same…her fingers grazing over his shoulders…tensing around his sore muscles…

…but a night of sleeping on the cold, hard ground outside, was now forgotten…as Negan felt himself straining to keep control, knowing that if he didn't stay focused, he would cum before they had even begun….

…but perhaps they had started minutes ago, with that first whisper into his ear…

…for that had been all it took to make him come half undone…

She alone had the ability to do that…and it didn't help that Negan had missed her so much.

Blake let the softest moan escape her pouting lips now, as she lifted herself up slightly, before sliding down onto his cock once again ever so slowly…

Negan, once again, grunted out, his eyes blackening with a carnal lust…hot and humid breath's filling the room as they stared into each-other's eyes….their pace gradually quickening, as Blake began to ride his dick….

The Saviour let a gulp trail its way down his tanned throat, as he raised his neck, his lips capturing hers….feeling her moan softly into his mouth….his tongue swirling against hers, hot and wet…

She tasted good…..just like the peaches he called her after…sweet and juicy…as his grip tightened against her waist, feeling her bouncing up and down on top of his lap.

Right now, it was as if it was only the two of them, alone in this world…like no one else mattered….as Negan, breathing hard, pulled his lips from Blake's, watching as her breasts hovered close to his collarbone, rounded and pert, making him feel even stiffer, as Blake slid her pussy down and over his engorged shaft once more.

If this had been any other situation, the cocky Saviour had likely made a joke about how he had been right about the pair of them having 'pizza and a slow fuck', as he had earlier teased. But now the dark-haired man was so wrapped up in the moment….entranced by her…he had no time for arrogant teasing…that would come later…

Shit.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Blake bounced on his dick, faster and faster, her wetness glazing his cock thickly.

The sensation was driving him wild now, and Negan, barely able to contain himself any longer, could take it no more.

And so, gripping Blake tightly by the thighs, as her hands reached his stubbly face, he flipped both of them over roughly, Blake's spine hitting the mattress behind her, hard, all while Negan still held his twitching cock inside her dripping folds.

The dark-haired leader hovered over her now, his hands skimming down the smooth skin of her thighs and then back up them again, as his bearded lips attacked hers…this angle better for them now…allowing Negan to take control…..doing what Blake oh-so wanted him to do.

He thrust into her hard, filling her up to the hilt, as her fingernails grazed over his shoulder-blades, drawing, what was likely, red scratch marks over his tanned skin. But Negan was far from caring, as he picked up his pace, feeling his own orgasm building….sweat beading at his brow.

It was the way she looked now, lying beneath him…all powerless…all his….as he pressed her thighs apart, allowing himself to plunge his dick deeper and deeper into her hot slit.

They kissed again, before Blake parted her lips, crying out into his mouth, as she panted…making the most fucking wonderful noises, as his dick pounded into her core…hitting what Negan knew was her g-spot, again and again and again….

Negan was close himself, trying as hard as he could to hold off for as long as possible…for her….

He had always been pretty selfish in bed. But with Blake, his thoughts were no longer on himself….and the knowledge that this was what she wanted….that he was what she wanted…was enough for that selfishness to dissipate in her presence….for now at least….

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room now, alongside Blake's ragged breath and cries…and Negan could only watch as her eyes began to roll back in her head….her spine arching against the bedsheets beneath her…coming hurriedly undone.

She was there….he could feel her…moaning out in ecstasy…

And the pleasurable sensation of her cumming, her throbbing walls clenching around his swollen and dripping cock, caught Negan off guard.

And before the bearded Saviour could stop himself, he had frowned darkly, given a harsh grunt, unable to control himself anymore, and so, gripping Blake's body hard….

…. his twitching dick had sent streams of thick, hot cum, shooting up into her hot entrance.

Negan's breaths were ragged in his throat now, as he pressed his face into the space between Blake's neck and shoulder, as her hands drifted back up into his hair.

He could feel her trembling, trying to catch her breath, as hard gulp after gulp, travelled audibly down each of their throats.

Fuck.

And that was the moment that Negan….

after months of this….

…of her….

…..that was when he finally realised he was done for. For no one else in this screwed-up world would ever be able to make him feel like that. Like she just had.

This wasn't about orgasms or pleasure now. This was about intimacy, and something else that Negan wasn't quite yet ready to admit to the caramel-blonde woman lying beneath him now.

Letting out another loud and tired groan, Negan rolled himself gently from her, his coated dick sliding slickly from her pussy.

"Holy fuckin' shit," he managed to murmur out in a low voice, brining both hands up to his face and rubbing them down his bearded features exhaustedly.

But at that same second, Negan heard Blake let out a small light-hearted chuckle, as her weight shift suddenly from the mattress.

He looked up now, only to see her strutting naked back across the room, heading back into the bathroom.

Negan propped himself up ono his elbows…watching her disappear, and waiting for her return, sighing a little.

Well that certainly fucking made up for the last couple of weeks of arguments and turmoil, that was for sure.

And Negan grinned slightly, arching an eyebrow in Blake's direction as she padded back into the room, less than a minute later, her bra, panties, sneakers and denim shorts shucked back onto her tight body.

"You goin' somewhere, Peaches?" he asked, gazing over at her a little bemusedly, as she jumped slightly where she stood, doing up the button on her pants.

But she glanced up at him now, her swollen pink lips twitching up into a small smile in the morning light, shining in from the large paned window across the room.

"I said I'd be down in the gardens from about 8ish this morning," she uttered easily, giving a gentle shrug. "I want to make sure the last of the pea-shoots are in before lunchtime. It's supposed to rain tomorrow."

Negan shot her an amused sort-of frown now, eyeing her carefully.

"So you just fuck me and leave, that it, Princess?" Negan swiped back smartly, grinning widely and flashing Blake his wide set of white teeth. "I know your fuckin' type, don't you fuckin' worry..."

His tone was sarcastic and playful now, but again Blake gave another easy shrug and she tugged her t-shirt over her head, scooping her long, slightly-ruffled, caramel hair over one shoulder.

She was quiet for a short moment smirking and fiddling with her long locks, before she casually paced over, past Negan, making towards the door.

Fuck, she really was serious about leaving wasn't she?

Blake chanced a small glanced back over towards him now, stopping short of the side-table near to the door, gazing up at the dark-haired Saviour beneath her long eyelashes.

"It was just sex, Negan. It didn't have to mean anything," she murmured lightly, wrinkling her nose and shooting him a warm smile. "You and me…..were just….friends."

Negan's eyes travelled across her face for a long moment trying to read her, as his own lips curved up into a wide, devilish grin.

Hot-diggity-dog, she had some fucking balls didn't she?

"Huh…just friends who like to screw each other's brains out?" he asked, thoroughly enjoying this now. And judging by the look on Blake's face, she was too.

But she, yet again, for the third time, gave another easy shrug and reached for the door handle, tugging open the large wooden doors both she and him had stepped through perhaps not even twenty-five minutes ago, before stopping in her tracks and looking Negan's way once again.

"Mmmmhmmmm," she said licking at her lips and offering him deliciously poignant look. "Yep."

And with that, without any more than a single final glance his way, she was gone, pulling the door shut behind her with a snap….

….leaving Negan staring after her….

….biting on his lip and shaking his head, grinning after her in awe…

…looking, at this very moment…

…..totally and utterly besotted.

Was that ok?

I tried to make that as intimate as I felt they needed, which I hope came across.

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