"I don't have a problem with moving in here with you, Negan," Blake said in a cool voice, giving an easy shrug as she padded across the hardwood floor on bare feet, forty minutes later. "It's just that you've never officially asked me."

Negan, who was currently stretched across his large king-sized bed, his arms propped up behind his head, his boots still on, was watching the blonde woman move over towards him with narrowed eyes.

The pair had come up here since their tiring, but highly enjoyable session down in the rec room, Blake having helped herself to a shower whilst Negan relaxed.

But now, having dried off, the blonde woman now had shucked on one of Negan's fresh black t shirts ,which fell to her upper thighs barely covering her ass, and a pair of her own abandoned panties she had found, tucking her long hair behind her ear as she came to join him on the large bed.

"Well here I am fuckin' askin' you now, Peaches," said the dark-haired man with a slight hint of tenderness to his voice, catching Blake's green eyes with his own chocolate gaze.

She immediately felt butterflies in her stomach, blinking slowly at him with a smirk upon her features, as she came to sit on her knees on the mattress beside him.

Negan, with a stiff sigh turned on his side to face her, propping his head up with his elbow, his other free hand reaching out to slide its way up Blake's bare thigh, causing the hem of her shirt to ride up slightly.

"So….you wanna move your shit in here with me?" he asked, his voice now serious, dipping his chin low as he stared up at her.

Blake instantly gave a smile, raising her eyes to the four-poster canopy above their heads.

"Wow, you're such a charmer, you know that?" she commented in an amused tone riddled with sarcasm, looking his way once more.

But Negan paused, a frown twitching his way between his dark brows.

"That a fuckin' yes?" he asked poignantly, his eyes searching her face in a questioning manner.

Right now the normally arrogant Saviour looked like a frustrated and lost little puppy. And that warmed the blonde woman through, to think that he wanted her in his room, and in his life, just that much...

Blake finally gave a small laugh, nodding.

"Yes," she said with a gentle, elated voice, crawling suddenly forwards and coming to straddle his lap, as a satisfied smirk slid its way over Negan's lips, his big calloused hands instantly moving to her curved hips.

To be honest, Blake had already pretty much moved in here with him, Negan barely batting an eyelid when she used his bathroom, or his hot water, or when she tucked Mia into bed with them at the end of each night. The bearded Saviour having definitely grown very accustomed to having her around, but it truly showed what he felt for her now, with him directly asking her to move her stuff into his room. Such a small gesture in the grand scheme of things, but in this world, a little meant so much to Blake.

Giving a grin, and lifting both her hands to toy with her tangled mass of blonde hair, Blake chanced a glance over her shoulder at the large wooden wardrobe in the corner of Negan's room.

"You sure you've got enough closet space for me though?" she asked wrinkling her nose slightly as she spoke in a teasing gesture.

But at her words, the dark-haired Saviour, pulling himself up into a sitting position, with Blake still sitting on his lap, gave a low chuckle, his hands finding her waist as he tugged her into him a bit more.

"Oh I can make room, don' you fuckin' worry about that, Doll-face," he uttered smoothly, his lips reaching hers.

Blake smiled into his mouth, falling into his kiss as his strong hands slid down her spine, reaching her ass and giving it a needy squeeze.

Blake let out a small squealing giggle, but Negan refused to let her pull away from him, holding her in place as his lips attacked hers.

God, it felt good to spend some time with him.

After the week she had had, this brief moment of quiet and happiness was indeed well needed.

Eventually she managed to prise her lips from his, both of them catching their breath as Blake pressed her forehead to Negan's.

"I love you," she whispered, almost kicking herself at how cheesy that sounded coming from her mouth in this intimate moment,

But Negan with a smile of his own, barely blinked, his mouth, instead, moving to her jawline, as he left a trail of open mouth kisses against her warm skin.

"Mmmhmm, love you too, Darlin'," he hummed into the pulsepoint below her ear, causing Blake's eyes to close in a blissful moment of pure happiness.

This felt like heaven. Or as close as Blake could get to it at least, her hands threading through Negan's thick dark hair as he kissed at her, making the most deliciously wet noises Blake had ever heard.

She let out a soft moan, and a second later she felt Negan press a grin into her neck, nuzzling his stubbly cheek against hers.

"So now you're movin' in with me," the leader of the Saviours mused. "That mean we're officially datin', Sweetheart?"

Blake immediately made a face, opening her eyes and giving a bemused giggle.

"Pfft," she scoffed. "In your dreams lover boy."

Her words were teasing, but Blake couldn't help but grin, as she pulled back slightly, pressing both her hands to his bearded cheeks and staring down into his dark eyes.

Of course the pair of them knew full well that they had been 'dating' for a long time...from that first kiss…..from that first time she had shared his bed...from the first time Negan had spent the night alone without his wives….from that first time he laid eyes on her…

The caramel-blonde woman traced her thumb along the scar on Negan's upper left cheek, as his eyes searched her face and he pulled at his bottom lip with his teeth.

There was a long moments silence, whilst the pair of them just gazed at each other in the silence of their bedroom….undisturbed by Mia….or Simon...or Dwight..or any other fucker who thought it was ok to barge in on them….

This felt good, and right, and needed, and Blake felt a jolt in her stomach, realising that she had never felt happier in her life that she did right now at this very second.

Everything was perfect…..and right…..

And even with the state of the world as it was, Blake knew that she would rather be here right now, with Negan...than back in her old life….in that city...in the apartment above the coffee shop with David...working nine-to-five, without walkers roaming the streets,or with the man she had convinced herself that she loved and that she needed, for so long.

For now, Blake knew what it felt to truly be in love and to have someone as devoted to her as she was to him.

Since getting to the Sanctuary, since she had woken up in that cell, Negan had shown her every level of affection and protection and adoration as a man should show a woman.

He had treated her as a person, and not just his possession...or a pawn in his game like her ex-fiance had.

And as frustrated as Negan had been with her on occasion...or angry with her even….not once had he hit her, or spoken to her with revulsion in his voice.

He had never made her feel scared, or like she wasn't worthy. And it had indeed taken Blake a long time to raise that it was unlikely he ever would.

And although Negan was painted like a monster by most, in reality, it had been David who had been the monster. David who had ground her down and abused her and made her feel like she was worthless, and feel like that she always deserved to be treated that way by men.

For Negan had made Blake into a queen. Kissed her bruises and her scars, and healed her...in ways that were not even visible on the surface, but instead resonated much deeper down.

He was her Saviour...

In more ways than she could ever describe….

It was Blake's turn to bite down on her own lip now, narrowing her green eyes, as she tilted her head gently, sending her long caramel hair cascading over her shoulder.

"You hungry?" she asked, offering the bearded man below her a gently questioning look, as his hands drifted up and down her sides, causing her black tshirt to ride up slightly around her smooth thighs.

Negan let out a small chuckle, leaning his lips into her neck once again.

"That you askin' me to eat you out, Peaches?" he queried, as Blake gave yet another laugh. "...'cause hell, you know I am always up for that."

But she prised him from her yet again with a scolding tut.

"Actually I was talking about going to go get a midnight snack or something," she said in a gentle voice, tucking a strand of hair back behind her ear. "If that's allowed on the points system of course, Mr Negan, sir?"

Her tone was taunting, but Negan's eyes twinkled at her now in the low warm lamplight.

It was late and although there would unlikely be many people around, Blake still knew that anyone else would get punished for taking more than their fair share around here. Although in Blake's defence, she hadn't had much of an appetite this week.

But since their tryst downstairs, Blake had felt a new wave of hunger wash over her, feeling a lot better than she had just a few hours ago.

She could finally now relaxm knowing that Mia was safe and happy with the wives downstaiirs for tonight, and that Negan was here, with her, where he was supposed to be.

The dark-haired Saviour sucked on his teeth thoughtfully, before finally answering.

"Well I guess you'll have to find a way of makin' up those points, Princess," he growled into her mouth, snatching another kiss from her, before giving her ass a gentle smack, earning another squeal into his mouth from the blonde's lips. "C'mon."

Blake pulled back, offering him a light scowl, before peeling herself from Negan's lap and clambering from the bed.

"Well thank you, Daddy," she said in a baby-voiced, simpering tone, which gained a loud laugh from Negan's lips as he pushed himself off of the bed.

Blake threw him a smirking look over her shoulder, but in a moment or two, the pair of them were already out of the door, heading down the long corridor towards the stairwell.

It was quiet now and everything was silent, and Blake, threading her fingers through Negan's as she strolled down the hallway in nothing but an oversized t-shirt and a pair of panties, couldn't help but feel like a naughty schoolkid sneaking out of class to make out with her boyfriend behind the bleachers.

"Jeez, Peaches," said Negan in a slightly exasperated voice after a moment or two, as they heard the door to their room swing closed behind them. "Do you ever wear fuckin' shoes around this place?!"

Negan was of course referring to just over a week ago when Blake had found herself running down the ground floor hallways drunk and had had trodden on broken glass. And with the lack of her belongings up in Negan's quarters, here she was again, barefoot. And also, on this occasion, very bare-legged.

But Blake rolled her eyes, shooting him a reproachful look.

"Uhhh….well I thought you'd have more a of a problem with me walking around the Sanctuary with my butt on show. But y'know, whatever," she said airly, as Negan leaned back on his heels, his eyes travelling down to the place where the hem of his borrowed black shirt skimmed over Blake's peachy rear.

And before she could say another word, Negan had let out a loud, stiff cough and maneuvered himself around her, his arms threading themselves around her waist from behind, the entire weight of him coming to press against Blake's back.

The blonde gave a squeal, as he almost knocked her off balance, propelling her forwards a few steps, his hands gripping her middle hard.

"Stop it, asshole," she laughed, slapping his arm lightly, as Negan pulled himself from her with a growl, grasping her hand in his once more.

The pair of them soon settling back to walking hand-in-hand side-by-side, their bodies leaning into one another slightly as they went, looking like a pair of young lovers heading out on a date.

Both of them happy…

Both of them content...

Both of them looking utterly head over heels for the other…

…..as they headed down the long hallway and through the set of swing double doors at the very end that led out into the stairwell….

...disappearing out of sight.

Sorry, I'm living for these fluffy filler chapters at the moment…. ;) Sorry it was short. But more coming soon, if you'd like more?

Thanks so so much to masquerade04, CLTex, LJH, michelleandjoe1234, rissbenzo, MJ, Cassia320, LyzzEQ, Nicole, angelvoice15, ShadowQueen3304 and NedStark39 for commenting on the last chapter.

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