"Tristan!" He turned to greet her and she held up one hand stopping him.
"Why am I here, Negan," she asked. Straight to the point as always. "I wanted you to see how we operate." Negan spies two men standing behind her. "There was no need to bring your henchmen, " he said.
"I left my settlement with Sam, "she said. "I'm not comfortable with that at all. "
" And you shouldn't be. Not with that dip shit running the show," Negan turned to her guard. Gentleman, Tristan and I need a minute to fucking chat."
Tyler and Blake look to Tristan and she nods. It was her way of letting them know that she'll be fine. Both men back off unsure, but obeying her order walking toward the opposite side of the platform. Negan's tail Joey also stepped back allowing Negan and Tristan to have a small amount of wiggle room so to speak.
"You shut me down in front of your men in that room, "she said. "Negan, your demands are.. "
"I wanted to have a conversation which is why I asked you to come to the Sanctuary. There was no need for you to bring all of those men with you."
"I watched you kill Ronan ," she replied. "I am completely sure of what you are capable of. "
"But you can't fucking see how insanely attracted to you I am, "he said. Her eyes widen.
"Not this again, she said shaking her head. Tristan was about to walk away when Negan tells her to stay. She pauses taken aback by the sound of his voice. Low almost like a whisper. "I just want you to at least have a chance to see my system in action, " he explained.
He strolls over lowering Lucille down from his shoulder. "Your settlement is a fucking reprieve, " he said. " With you in charge, I haven't had one damn problem. Not from you or your people." His face hovers close to hers. A little too close, but she's used to that by now. Negan could give a fuck less about boundaries especially when it comes to conversations. "I'm glad you feel that way, "she said. "Now can we get on with this tour?" That trademark smile of his appears brightening up his face. He says yes and leans back a bit then leads the way.
The Sanctuary is an old factory warehouse. The people appear to be on some sort of point system. Some people wear old , faded clothes. Others wear better clothing that looks newer and cleaner. Some women walk the floors in flowery dresses with heels on there. Their faces made up with blush, foundation and a little lipstick on their lips. Then there are men and women carrying guns and knives going about their business. They like the "dolled up" women appear the cleanest and walk with purpose.
Negan explained how his people work for points. Everyone is on what he described as levels. Women have a choice to be one of his wives or work for food. An idea that turns Tristan's stomach. These "wives" are fuck toys for him. They aren't enough for him which is why he's so interested in her.
He showed her the bunks where some Saviors live. His right hand men and women have their own spaces in various rooms on the other side. They passed a make shift food pantry where the food supply goes. It is also run on a point system. No one at the Sanctuary goes hungry, but people eat depending on status and points. He explains that those on the top and his wives get the best food.
Violet Rose, her settlement is a place where everyone is equal. The people there are calm and peaceful not glum and afraid. What nerved her the most happens every time he passes people. They kneel down on the floor hanging their heads. Negan made himself into a king. That explains why the group believes they are doing good things. They "save" people.
He showed her the common area which includes a ping-pong table. That's where he shows off his skills. He manages to beat everyone who plays against him. Tristan wonders if they let him win for fear for the hell of it. Negan shows her the courtyard in the back. She sees a large number of vehicles and motorcycles that the Saviors have taken.
Tristan's taken down a hallway leading towards an open doorway. Negan peaks in a room where a group of women together. These must be the wives she tells herself. Atleast, some of them. One by one they eye her in curiosity. A woman named Amber voiced concern about Tristan's presence. A few other wives make comments about her being a new wife. One sucked her teeth, but Negan explains that she's just visiting. Tristan ignores then turning around and leaving the room.
Out in the hall stands Blake and Tyler. Blake whispers that they walked the perimeter behind her and Negan. "You were safe , "Tyler explained. She thinks the number. Blake watches Negan calm the women down then exit. He makes a comment about Tristan's goons not being able to leave her side.
"No, they protect me like Joey protects you,"she mentioned. "Touché. Fair enough, "he said. "I want you to see my master bedroom." Tristan thought that they would have to continue walking , but instead she's led back into the lounge and through the double doors on the left. Inside it looks like something out of a crate and barrel catalogue. The walls were painted dark gray. Everything else is dark colored from the furniture and other accents. He has a canopy bed with dark grey sheets and matching drapes that hung down to the floor.
Negan strides over to a a coffee table set between two black small couches. On it is a bottle of scotch and two tumblers. He pours the light brown liquor into both glasses. The heavy scent of alcohol fills her nose. Even though, Tristan doesn't drink alcohol she still decides to except the glass that he hands her.
He looks to Tyler and Blake then gestures with his head and said "Get the fuck out. I need to talk to her. She tells them to wait outside. They head to the door following her command. "I'll be fine guys, "she tells them. Both men turn and leave the room. She hates the situation especially , when he shut the door. The ring on his finger clinking against the glass.
"Those two are extremely overprotective of you," he surmised lifting his glass . "Infact, all the men around you are." He takes a sip of the alcohol thing says, "it's a wonder that none of them as tried to fuck you."
Tristan didn't answer given that it was an inappropriate question. Plus, The only two she had been intimate with where the very man outside of his bedroom door. Blake and Tyler came to her in the middle of the night. Both offered their allegiance she accepted it and they repaid her by going down on her. No, she won't tell him that.
"That's none of your business, "she said shutting that down.
"Easy Tristan," he said. "I am the one with the power here. If I say the word here man will die on site." She swallows knowing Tyler, Blake, Richard, Hollis and Jorge I would die if the deal went bust.
"But if I do that then you will hate me," he continued. "Now I don't want that one bit." He leans back against his door. That alcohol in his glass is gone. He set it down on small table near the door.
" Darling, I didn't poison that shit if that's what you think, "he replies. "I have ways of influencing people especially chicks, but roofies nah not cool." Tristan lift the glass to her mouth and swallowed some. It burns going down. "I don't drink this stuff," she reveals.
"I'm not surprised. Most chicks like fruit drinks. My wives hate whiskey as well." He takes the glass away from her and downs what's left. He places the tumbler next to his.
" I want you and I to get closer," he replies walking behind her. " The real reason why I brought you here to get you to consider being mine." His? No, that's a bad idea. "I would never leave my people, "she said.
"You wouldn't fucking have to," he replied," we could combine your settlement with nine. " she feels his hand pressed against her stomach moving slow you down to the space above her mound. Tristan gaffes trying to hide how he made her feel and fails. "I finally got a good solid reaction out of you, "he breeze into her ear. "No bullshit."
"Negan," she says and he stops. " I don't..."
"We could King and queen of the sanctuary, "he said. "I would do all that I could to make you happy. " He blows his warm breath into her neck. "What would you do to apologize to me,"she says licking her bottom lip.
"For..."
"You shut me down in front of your men. I tried to reason with you but you hear anything from me. "
"I know, "he said. " I have to keep some semblance of fucking control. Without that my empire would fall."
"I want an apology, "she said.
"Do you? "
"Yes. "
"What do you want me to do? He still hovering knowing that he needs to her to agree to it.
" Get down on your knees, "she said.
Words that excite him making literal putty in her hands. He moved his hand away coming to phase her. "Are you serious," he asked. She looks up at him and nods placing a hand on his shoulder. He lowers to his knees something he has never done before.
"What do you want me to do to apologize?" he says looking up at her. She waits for him to say the word. "I'm sorry, Tristan for embarrassing you. "
"And..."
"And being rude as fuck, "he said. Just as he is about to rise up she puts her foot on his shoulder.
"Your not done," she replied. The smile on his face. She lowers her leg as he reaches up to unbuckle her pants. He says excited as a kid in a candy store. Her pants come down followed by her panties revealing a dark thatch of hair.
His wives are smooth all over. He doesn't find it strange though to see a woman with a bush. He actually likes it. Rather than wait for her to say anything as he starts licking. The only thing she can do is gasp as her knees buckle.
When he opens his door 20 minutes later, he holds it for Tristan to leave the room not saying anything. He watches her flanked by both men walk away. Fucking beautiful. Her hips swaying, The same ones that wrapped around his head and she came right into his face. Waves of pleasure crashing through her as she writhed around. God did she smell and taste like heaven. Shit.
It's been a while since he ate pussy. The wives usually went down on him. They never wanted him to return the favor. He recalled trying it once with Amber and she made it clear that he was never to do that again.
Negan went back inside of his room and shut the door. He picked up one of the glass tumblers by the door particularly the one she used. He poured a little more scotch into it then sat down to drink again. Three times in a fucking row she came. He packed some self on the back. "I still fucking got it."
Meanwhile, Tristan stands in the courtyard with Tyler and Blake. They are quiet watching the sunset. "What did he want, "Blake asked her. She explained the partnership and how he expressed his interest in her. Of course, She left out the part where he went down on her. Info like that would cause more problems than she needs. "How long are we staying here ," Tyler asked.
Tristan sighs. "We will stay tonight and tomorrow night. He has more to discuss with me. "