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COLD  EYES  FOLLOW  HIM ,   until  he’s  towering  over  her  and  she  finds  herself  tilting  her  head ,  meeting  his  eyes .  no  fear  of  him  shows ,  maybe  an  understanding  to  why  he  let  himself  become  a  monster  —-  some  days ,  she  thinks  being  the  monster  is  the  smart  choice ,  no  one  hurts  monsters  do  they  ?

chains  around  her  ankles ,  handcuffs  digging  into  her  wrists ,  she  was  no  longer  in  eden ,  she  was  back  in  the  dark  corners  of  hell .  fingers  curl  against  her  palms  biting  her  skin ,  forcing  herself  to  fight  through  her  memories .  her  fear  dissolves  into  anger ,  she  slowly  steps  back  from  him  and  glares ,  oh  if  looks  could  kill ,  he’d  be  dead  in  the  ground !

“  i  am  not  a  thing  to  be  traded , ”   finally ,  some  emotion  in  those  eyes  :  hurt ,  anger ,  living  in  the  past .   “  what  did  that  walking  mullet  say  ?  ”   he  was  familiar  like  a  washed  out  photograph ,  she  hadn’t  come  across  him  in  this  world  which  meant ,  logically  because  she  only  thought  logically ,  she  had  crossed  paths  with  him  before . 

THERE’S NO FEAR IN HER EYES  ,    and that surprises the shit out of him.  everyone around her looked as if they were about to shake out of their boots and here she was ,   standing toe to toe with him and  challenging him.  the way she’s acting could mean only one of two things ,    she’s stupid or she’s seen some shit ,   things that’s hurt her and numbed her to guys like him. judging from what dr. smarty pants said ,   the reason seemed to be the latter ,  and that was a damn shame.   

“ you may not think you are ,  but everyone here now belongs to me ,  so whether or not you agree to my terms , you’re going to go wherever the hell i say you’re going to. “    lucille is brought down from  his shoulder , then close underneath her chin. one wrong move and her flawless skin wouldn’t be so flawless anymore.   “ what he said to me is none of your concern.   what is ,   is the fate of your people.  “  

“ so make a choice.  one ,   come with me willingly and no one gets their fucking brains bashed in.. “    he smiles wickedly ,   raising one finger in the air and then raising another as he continues.  “   or two ,   choose not to come with me ,  get taken anyway ,  and lucille gets to have her fun.  now ,   be wise ,  there is no third option.  this is the only way. “ 

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A  LOT  MORE  THAN  A  PRETTY  FACE ,  it  was  naturally  why  he  was  drawn  to  her ,  he  could  see  in  those  dark  eyes  that  she  was  a  survivor  —  she  was  the  only  wife  that  had  actually  sought  him  out ,  who  wanted  to  be  his  wife .  so  different  from  the  others  who  only  took  the  deal  to  save  those  they  care  for ,  maybe  he  was  cruel  not  letting  them  be  together . 

his  hands  slide  to  the  small  of  her  back ,  pushing  her  against  him  as  she  runs  her  fingers  through  his  hair ,  eyelids  flutter  shut  ;  he  lets  the  mask  slip  off ,  he  just  enjoys  the  feeling  of  her  hands  in  his  hair ,  on  his  neck .  she  was  young ,  the  youngest  of  his  wives  yet  she  knew  how  to  please  him  better  than  any  of  the  others .  “  leave  the  lovebirds  to  me ,  princess .  ”  it  was  an  easy  job ,  scaring  people  and  well ,  he  had  perfected  the  art .

fingers  weave  into  her  hair ,  holding  her  in  place  as  they  share  a  slow  kiss  that  wakes  up  parts  of  him  and  for  a  moment ,  he  forgets  the  name  she  mentions .  all  he  knows  is  her  lips ,  every  curve  and  dip  of  them  was  something  he  knew  so  well ,  he’d  gladly  allow  her  to  distract  him  all  night . 

negan  pulls  back ,  rubbing  his  nose  against  her  in  a  playful  like  manner  as  his  eyes  sparkle  but  soon  those  dark  eyes  become  cold ,  every  word  she  says  sinks  in .  disappointment  lines  his  face ,  his  tongue  laps  up  the  remains  of  her  lingering  on  his  lips . 

“  adam !  ”  as  soon  as  the  name  leaves  his  lips ,  the  door  opens  however  he  doesn’t  move  instead  he  lets  his  hands  wander  over  her  curves  pulling  her  closer .  “  make  sure  dear  ol’  dwight  spends  the  night  in  a  cell ,  i’ll  see  to  him  after  i’ve  seen  to  my  wife .  ”  his  voice  is  powerful ,  that’s  not  a  command  to  be  argued  with  and  adam  knows  it ,  he  nods  softly  before  disappearing  shutting  the  door  softly . 

“  you’ve  been  a  busy  woman ,  vera ,  ”  his  hand  slides  to  the  back  of  her  knees ,  pushing  softly  until  she’s  sat  on  his  lap ,  one  hand  wrapped  around  her  waist  and  another  tangled  in  her  hair .  “  how  should  i  reward  my  good  wife ?  ”

 LUST  TURNED  INTO  LOVE  !    she relishes in the moment his face relaxes to the simple touch of her fingertips ,    all  the hard lines smooth and the cocky smile he wears as a mask fades.  never had she seen him so vulnerable around someone else ,   it made her feel special  --   like they both had a good connection with one another. when his unemotional leader facade falls ,   hers does too.  she’s no longer the meddling fiery red head ,   but a young girl in love ,   one that truly cares for him --  cares for him more than he would ever know.  

always unpredictable ,   the man in her hold doesn’t pull away like she expects him too.  instead ordering someone else to do his   dirty  work   for the moment being while he spends more time with her.   during the whole exchange with adam ,   vera doesn’t take her eyes off of negan.  in fact ,  she teases him a bit ,   grinding her hips lightly against his own when she knows the other savior is looking.  just as he likes to remind people that vera is his ,  she does too. 

 “  i can’t just let you do all the hard work ,  now can i ? “   a shiver runs down her spine as he pulls her onto his lap ,  finding that she fits on there perfectly. one hand takes a fist full of his hair at the nape of his neck ,  pulling his head back a bit to expose his neck and the other hand slithers down his chest ,   finding a resting place right on his belt buckle.  

 “   hmm ,   a reward ... “   leaning forward ,  her cherry colored lips press against his neck ,  sucking and softly nibbling at the skin.   “  there are so many things i could think of that i want you to do to me right now ,    “    eyes flick upward to meet his gaze.   “  how am i ever going to choose just one ?  “ 

“  how about this .. ?  “   nails drag from the spot where she had them curled around his belt ,  upward and underneath his shirt ,  lifting it to reveal some flesh to her.   “  you .. “   a kiss pressed against his chest ,  “  choose.. “   another pressed to his abdomen ,   “  what i deserve. “ 

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GIDDY AS A CHILD    who so desperately wanted their parents to get home so that they could show off their  A+  on their project.      demetrius waits for danika to get back to their current home arrangement ,   leaning back on the couch with his feet propped up and fingers tapping impatiently on his glass.  then the door opens and here she comes walking in ,  looking beautiful and deadly as per usual.  

 “  hello darliiing ! “   fingertips wiggle in a small wave ,   a big grin sitting on his expression.   “  i finally decided to shed my old skin ,   be a new me and all that ..  “    of course when he says that he means quite literally , and not figuratively like most humans do.  the shell of the human he had once occupied lays on the ground ,   shriveled and quickly decaying.  

“  so ,    what do you think ?   is this shell good enough for my queen ? “   a brow raised as he brings the glass filled to the brim with blood towards his lips ,  taking a long swig.  waiting for her approval.

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BAD  MAN  /  GOOD  LIPS  ! lips  on  her  neck ,  her  fingers  tighten  against  the  collar  of  his  leather  jacket .  as  he  declares  himself  the  only  one  who  could  possibly  handle  her ,  she  believes  him ,  he  only  provokes  her  craving  for  him  and  he  knows  fine  well  what  he’s  doing ,  he’s  a  smart  man .

“  tómame ,  ”  her  breathing  is ,  somewhat ,  off ,  another  effect  of  being  entangled  with  this  man  —  he  wasn’t  like  the  others ,  they  were  boys  and  he  was  a  man .  fingers  brush  against  her  underwear ,  her  grip  on  his  shoulders  tighten ,  slightly .  “  do  you  plan  to  tease  me  all  night ?  ”  any  leash  she  had  on  her  needs ,  it  snaps  in  that  moment  and  it’s  obvious ,  she  can  no  longer  hide  it  so  she  accepts  it .

her  hand  moves  quicker  than  a  snake ,  his  jaw  is  captured  and  she  is  the  hunter ,  a  primal  need  for  him  flashes  in  her  chocolate  brown  eyes .  slowly ,  she  leans  in  letting  her  tongue  glide  along  his  lower  lip  before  her  full  lips  cover  his  own ,  begging  to  be  devoured  by  him .  the  kiss  is  short  lived ,  eyes  collide  and  teeth  dig  into  her  lip  as  if  still  tasting  him  there .  “  take  me .  ”  she  translates  her  earlier  statement  into  a  language  he  can  understand ,  her  fingers  dancing  down  his  chest  and  her  eyes  follow  her  fingers .

ATTENTION IS DRAWN  by every minuscule move her body makes ,   the way her chest rises as her breath hitches and her fingers that tighten lightly against his shoulders as he mercilessly teases her.  a chuckle falls from his lips when she asks him if he’s going to be doing it all night.   while that was tempting ,   he was acutely aware that not even he could resist her that long. 

any sarcastic and witty quip that came to the forefront of his mind died on the tip of his tongue the moment her lips encompass his fully.  damn ,  he felt like a teenage boy.  getting more excited by a single kiss !   then she says those words ,   the  two words he wanted to hear.   “  it’ll be my pleasure ,   sweetheart. “    lips attach back to her own ,    this time with fervor behind the action. pulling his arms tighter around her until her body was securely locked against his own ,   he stands up and switches their position.  now she has her back laid against the couch ,   and he’s hovering over her ,   hypnotized by those stunning lips. 

he continues kissing down her neck ,   then her chest ,   devouring every piece of exposed flesh the shirt she wore allowed.  it wasn’t enough ,   he wanted more.    wanted to feel more of her ,  to have more of her.   “  let me help you take all of this off. “   hands move from her hips to beneath her shirt ,  pulling it upward until it was discarded over her head and to the side of the couch.   fingertips hook underneath her bra straps ,   slowly pulling them down as he also leaves a trail of kisses behind on the skin the straps brushed against.  “ you want to speed up the process? “ 

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 WILD    doesn’t even begin to describe the weekend she had ,   several parties   and   a certain guy  who she couldn’t help but keep in the forefront of her mind.   partying wasn’t a foreign concept to her  ,     she often did it with her friends but  9 out of 10  times was usually deemed the designated driver.   this weekend being the reason  ,    because robyn had a hard time controlling herself.    or at least that’s what her friends say about her.   honestly ,   what was wrong with having fun while she was still young ?      oh right ,    maybe this massive hangover is the answer. 

her feet drag along the floor of the classroom ,    an early morning class that her best friend had convinced her to take.  aparently the subject was interesting ..  but waking up at seven in the morning wasn’t.  eyes scope for the girl ,  finding her sitting   front and center.    --   damn teacher’s pet !    groaning ,   the brunette plops down in the vacant seat next to her.   hopefully ,  these aspirin kick in soon or else the new professor was going to see grumpy robyn ,   someone not to be messed with. 

when it’s nearing time for class to start and the last person seems to walk in ,   she has her head down rummaging through her backpack looking for a pencil.  she could have sworn she threw it in there !   giving up ,  she sits up straight and turns to ask her friend ,   maddy ,  for a pencil to use but all breath is knocked from her whenever she sees   h i m .    the guy who had been plaguing her thoughts last night ,    the one who gave her the night of her life the previous one before.   he was here and he was standing in the front of the classroom ?     hell no .. 

 “ shit, shit, shit. “   she sinks in her seat ,  muttering under her breath while trying to hide her face. there was no hiding ,   she was sitting in the front row.  damn maddy for having to be the center of attention !      please don’t say your the professor ,  please..    the words are chanted in her head over and over as she feels herself grow hot from   the embarrassment.   

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there’s  a  fire  that  surrounds  him ,   all  the  warning  bells  ring  loudly  in  her  mind ,  all  the  tales  of  broken  hearts  play  out  —–  yet   she’s  helpless ,  she  wants  to  taste  his  fire  mixed  with  hers .  at  last ,  she  had  found  someone  worthy  of  playing  with  her  fire ,  who  might  be  able  to  handle  her  flames ,  who  might  get  burned  but  was  willing  to  damn  their  souls  to  the  fire  between  them . 

something  similar  to  pride  swirls  in  her  veins ,  a  smug  smirk  stains  those  plump  lips  as  he  comments  on  her  brain .  “  i’m  a  lot  more  than  a  pretty  face ,  ”  she’s  half  there ,  and  half  not .  the  feel  of  his  hands  on  her  sends  her  body  wild ,  she  doesn’t  let  it  show  …  much .  his  nose  brushes  against  hers ,  baby  finds  herself  leaning  closer  almost  begging  for  him  and  only  her  tongue  gliding  along  her  lip  stops  her ,  for  now . 

a  soft  grin  takes over ,  fingers  find  a  home  in  his  hair .  it  was  dangerous ,  oh  so  dangerous ,  it  was  a  game  and  one  would  lose ,  it  wouldn’t  be  her .  “  oh ,  i  don’t  think  you  could  handle  me , ”  she  says ,  hands  sliding  down  his  neck  as  she  leans  into  whisper ,  making  sure  that  her  lips  brush  his  earlobe .  “  soy  un  puñado .  ”   of  course  she  picked  up  on  his  reaction  to  her  using  another  language ,  it  thrills  her  teasing  him  like  this .  

ALWAYS A WINNER  ,      lucien can feel himself slowly losing this game between them of   who can crack and give into their temptation first.   honestly though ,   if he just gave in  ,   would that really be losing ?   her tongue slides against her bottom lip and he could feel his eyes follow it ,   immediately wanting to bite that bottom lip.    “   i do not doubt   you are ,    bet daddy dearest doesn’t realize your   full potential.   --   poor son of a bitch.  “  

hands slide up even further ,   bunching up the fabric of her dress as he goes ,  inching closer to where he so desperately wanted to touch.   “  if anyone could handle you .. .   “     leans forward ,    guiding his lips to brush along her jawline ,   beard scratching her perfect skin slightly as he goes.   “   darling ,  it’s me.  “ now she’s challenging him and he has to prove her wrong ,    right ?   as he struggles with himself ,   he feels her lips on his earlobe and she whispers something in fucking spanish.   “    god ,     i don’t know what you said but damn you sounded  so good  saying it.   “     she could have called him a worthless idiot and he still would have done what he was about to do next. 

lips press against her jawline ,    softly and slowly ,   not giving up the act of teasing just yet.   he wants to savor this ,   who knew if it was actually ever going to happen again.   he peppers kisses down her neck ,   sucking and lightly nibbling on the sensitive skin.   while his thumb slides along her bare thigh ,   grazing her core through what felt like silk panties.  he imagines they’re black or deep red  ,     a mental image that lights the fire to the yearning he felt for her that he needed to make his final decision:  this was happening ,  no matter the consequences.  

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something about her makes him feel alive,  unlike everyone else, he couldn’t be sure what she would do next. in one breath, she went from the confident woman to a cowering girl —- he wonders if she’s waiting for something, for something that no woman should ever wait for. negan tightens his grip on lucille, fighting the urge to brush her with his finger tips. why was he even concerned? he didn’t know her, he shouldn’t care … but he did, ‘cause of that damn look in her eyes, one he’d only ever seen in his own eyes. these two were kindred spirits, indeed.

of all the things she could have, she asks for a coffee machine and he can’t help but grin wildly at her, tapping lucille at her feet. “ on your feet harley, ” dark eyes still glued to her, like a moth to a flame! “ you work for me, i give you a place to call home, i think it’s a fair deal, ” he said, turning his back, walking away from the cell. 

it takes him a moment to realise that she hasn’t moved yet, he glances over his shoulder.  “ we ain’t got all damn day, missy, ”  his voice booms back to her, lucille resting on his shoulder.  “ i’ll escort you to your room, myself, while bruce gets you an espresso machine. ”  bruce scurries off quickly with his new task, directly from negan. 

AN ESPRESSO MACHINE  !      at the mention of her getting one ,   the blonde jumps excitedly and almost runs to his side ,   completely forgetting the exhaustion wracking her body.   not even mistah j gave her what she wanted so easily.   maybe this wouldn’t be a bad place to live after all !   “    oooh  don’t forget the creamer ,  brucey !  “    her voice is melodic as it echoes down the hall after the man he called bruce.  poking her head around negan ,   she looks down the hall and is surprised to see how much room there was in this building.   and were those stairs ?   “   wow ,   mistah n !   how big  of a show do you got runnin’ here ?   “     

letting him lead the way to her new room ,    her eyes are wide in wonder as she surveys his compound from wall to wall.   there are some people they pass on the way ,   some she gives over exaggerated waves to and others she simply grins wildly at.   in the walk towards her room ,   she realizes that negan is a very smart man ,   especially if he could pull this off in a world that’s gone to shit.    “    so ya said i gotta work for ya.   what do ya want me to do exactly ? “ 

before she gets her answer ,    they stop at a door abruptly.   she’s looking the other way and doesn’t realize he’s halted his movements until she bumps into him.   “   ouch ,   warn a girl would ya  --  wait ,  this is mine ?  “    head whips around to the door ,   jumping once more ,   she grabs the handle and barges in.  if she had been impressed before ,   the sight of this room caused her to feel that times ten.  in the middle of the room sat a very comfortable looking bed , with a beautifully printed comforter and pillows on top. she had her own cd player ,   bookshelf filled to the brim with books ,   and a bathroom !  a squeal falls from her lips as she plops down on her back on the bed.  head tilts so that she can see him from the doorway.   “  ya sure know how ta spoil a girl. “ 

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ON  THE  WRONG  SIDE  OF  THE  TRACKS  TONIGHT ,  girls  like  her ,  they  don't  belong  here  –   –  the  wheels  of  his  mind  turning  and  twisting ,  trying  to  figure  out  why  her  sister  had  come  to  the  wrong  side  of  the  tracks ,  and  before  it  clicks  into  place .  she  interrupts  him ,  pulling  him  back  to  reality  and  he  flashes  an  easy  grin  her  way ,  listening  as  she  rambles  on .

“  oakwood  seems  like  a  good  place  to  live ,  most  people  who  run  their  mouths  about  it ,  it’s  jealously ,  ”  he  pauses ,  falling  into  step  beside  her  and  he  peeks  at  her ,  and  for  a  moment  his  chest  feels  heavy ,  her  beauty  always  seems  to  catch  him  off  guard .  “  i’m  sure  you  can  understand  why  they’d  be  jealous  . ”   ryke  glances  around  as  he  speaks ,  it  was  no  secret  that  the  south  side  was  worse  off  —-  it  was  full  to  the  brim  of  gangs ,  criminals  ready  to  do  whatever  for  a  bit  of  cash . 

eyes  fall  back  to  her ,  he  chuckles  softly .  “  haven’t  you  heard  of  me ?  ”  lips  press  down ,  many  people  knew  of  him ,  or  heard  those  wicked  tales  spun  by  some .  he  was  a  bad  man ,  it  was  something  he  prides  himself  on  yet  his  pride  falls ,  it  twists  and  it  feels  a  lot  like  shame .  for  the  first  time  ever ,  ryke  orev  wishes  he  was  a  better  man  as  he  lost  himself  in  her  dark  eyes . 

JEALOUSY  ,        he’s right.     when she’s locked in her gilded cage ,   it’s sometimes hard to see the perspective of those who aren’t as lucky as her.  she had a roof over her head and warm food on her table ,   while some haven’t probably had a good meal in weeks.   “   yes ,   i can understand that.  “   now she feels guilty for even bringing it up.  hopefully he didn’t think she was falling into the stereotype of what oakwood residents were supposed to be.   

“  i’m afraid i haven’t.    i hope you’re not offended by that ?   “    who was he and what did he do that made him so well known ?   so curious ,  she decides that  by the end of the night   she was going to find out.    “  are you a writer ?   an entrepreneur ?   at least give me a hint ,  please.   “    her daily attentions were usually in fantasy books ,   sometimes the facts of the real world escape her attention.  

as she awaits his answer ,    something in his eyes shift.   she can’t pinpoint exactly what changed but he almost looked ashamed ..  “  whatever it is ,   i promise you i won’t judge.  who am i   to say what’s right and wrong ?   when i said i wanted to get to know you ,   i truly meant it.  even if the details aren’t pretty. “   she never admitted it ,   but there were parts of her and her life that she would love to keep secret from the world.  at face value ,   everyone saw her as some kind of saint but she wasn’t.   she was human and she had a darkness in her too. 

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HER  EYES  HAVE  GONE  COLD !   once  upon  a  time ,  she  would  have  kept  her  voice  quiet ,  her  head  down  –   -  but  kora  had  changed ,  just  like  the  world ,  maybe  she  changed  alongside  it .  it  wasn’t  easy  before  the  end ,  but  it  became  a  lot  harder  at  the  end  :  she  knew  that  all  too  well ,  experienced  the  hands  of  many  cruel  men . 

however  eden  saves  people  like  her ,  whenever  they  can .  they  were  truly  human ,  even  in  a  world  where  people  had  shed  their  humanity .  her  mind  was  that  of  a  scientist ,   her  eyes  follow  each  of  his  movements  waiting  until  he’s  further  away  from  her  before  she  steps  out  from  the  crowd . 

her  worst  nightmares  already  came  true ,  she  doesn’t  scare  easy ,  not  anymore .  “  kora  belikov ,  ”  this  place  couldn’t  be  tarnished ,  it  was  the  only  place  she  felt  safe ,  she  knew  how  much  others  needed  it .  a  mullet  adoring  man  whispers  to  negan ,  eyes  are  glued  to  her  as  she  takes  another  step .   “  surely ,  we  can  come  up  with  some  sort  of  arrangement ,  without  violence .  ”  her  hard  eyes   are  studying  his  bat ,  wondering  how  many  he  hurt  with  that  thing  –  –  wondering  if  he’d  ever  been  hurt ,  like  her  or  any  of  the  survivors  just  trying  to  live  in  eden .  

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“   YOUR SHIT  IS NOW MY SHIT  ,      so give it to me or a few of you might just meet my girl lucille.   she’s got an insatiable thirst ,    i would not test her patience.   “       with each step he takes down the line of people ,     the cocky smirk on his face grows wider.   some of them are quaking in their boots already and he was just getting started !   this little gem of a community had been hiding right under his damn nose ,    but now he had them in his grasp and he would keep tightening that grasp until they were ready to comply with his rules. 

for a moment ,    it’s so quiet except for the sound of his boots that you could hear a fucking pin drop  ,     but then a feminine voice rings out in the silence.  turning with brows raised  in surprise  ,      eyes are drawn directly to her.  in a group as ordinary as this ,    she stands out like a damn beacon.  

once her name is spoken ,    he thinks nothing of it until dr. smarty pants trudges over to him and tells him that this woman was helping find the cure for all this shit. that she was close to doing it.  her importance just grew fucking ten times over.  retracing his steps ,     he doesn’t stop until he’s practically on top of her.   “  now why would i starve lucille of what wants ?    that doesn’t seem very fucking fair to her ,   now does it ?  “   tongue darts out to swipe along his bottom lip ,    a chuckle rises from the back of his throat.    “   i’ll tell you what ,  since i’m feeling  extremely damn generous today ,    we’ll do a trade.  “    torso leans forward ,   lips hover over her ear as he speaks low.    “   i won’t kill anyone if ,      you  come back with me.   “   

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& .    @tokergrl​   :

IF  HE  WAS  THE  KING ,  she  was  most  certainly  his  queen .  it  had  been  a  tiresome  day ,  he  wanted  nothing  more  than  to  kick  back  and  relax ,  he  didn’t  dare  voice  that  he  came  looking  for  her .  out  of  all  his  wives ,   vera  was  his  favourite  and  negan  knew  it  was  no  secret  either .  as  the  red  head  saunters  over  to  him ,  his  eyes  are  pulled  to  her  curves  and  his  tongue  glides  along  his  lower  lip ,  watching  the  way  her  body  moves  through  the  others . 

like  a  goddess  among  mortals ,  that’s  what  first  drew  him  to  her  –  –  her  confidence ,  it  was  truly  similar  to  that  of  a  goddess’  no  one  ever  wondered  if  she  shared  more  than  confidence .  maybe  the  young  woman  had  been  forced  to  share  tragedies  just  as  the  goddess’  before ,  and  those  tragedies ,  whatever  she  suffered ,  were  close  to  her …  he  hadn’t  ever  asked ,  hadn’t  wanted  to . 

dark  eyes  collide  as  he  raises  an  eyebrow ,  listening  to  her  and  his  hand  settles  on  her  waist  ;  his  palm  pressing  against  her  back  as  she  teases .  “  you  know  damn  well  that’s  what  i  wanna  do ,  darlin’  ”  sliding  his  arm  around  her  shoulders ,  he  gives  the  other  wives  a  quick  wink  before  leading  vera  towards  his  room . 

as  they  enter  the  room ,  he  sits  on  the  bed  looking  up  at  her  as  he  tugs  his  boots  off .  “  what  did  my  pretty  bird  hear ?  ”   negan  wonders  aloud ,  tilting  his  head  to  the  side  letting  his  eyes  run  up  and  down  her  body . 

VICTORY IS HERS  ,   even as he winks at the other women occupying the room.   they  weren’t the one’s being escorted to his room ,    the one’s he craved to spend his time with .. .   that was  all her.   as he sits down on the bed ,   she watches his movements with attentive eyes ,   twirling a red strand of hair around her finger until he’s ready for her.   when they make eye contact she makes her move ,   strolling over to where he sits on the bed and situating herself between his legs.   

my pretty bird ,   the term of endearment sends exciting chills down her spine.  “  very interesting things.   funny how people still love to gossip ,  don’t you think ? “  fingers intertwine with his dark locks ,   moving until they are cupping the back of his neck.  her body moves forward ,  practically leaning on him now.   “  some in the compound have been taking things without points.  not surprising ,   but i have a name to put with their crimes.  ervin harrison and alma harrison ,    seems the lovebirds need to be taught a lesson. “   

 leaning down ,    her lips connect with the side of his neck then move upward until she’s left a trail of kisses behind his ear and on his ear lobe.    “   then there’s the situation with one of your saviors ,   dwighty boy. “  she knew very well that this one was going to strike a chord ,  probably ruin their little moment.  

before she speaks again ,   she presses her lips against his own and savors the slow passionate kiss.   “ apparently he’s been sneaking off on his own lately.   with a war going on ,   don’t you think that’s a little suspicious ?   i mean after sherry has left ,    dwight really has no reason to keep himself loyal to you.   i do hope i’m wrong ,   but i think he might be aiding the enemy.  how else would rick have known where to hit your out posts and your look outs ?  it’s just curious ,  something to think about.    “   

[grltoker-blog]

& .        @tokergrl   :

a  sinner  in  a  church ,  burnin'  up  for  you  !   “   dejarnos   solos  ,   ”   the   way   she   commands   her   father   shows   that    she   holds   no   love   for   his   title   in   the   world   of   crime   ,   and   the    way   he   grits   his   teeth  –   -   and   yet   follows   through   on   her   command   shows   that   she   is   his   biggest   weakness  .   the   door   slams   shut  ,   finally   she   is   alone   with   the   man   who   starts   a   fire   in   her  .

instead   of   fighting   the   fire  ,   she   embraces   it   and   allows   her   finger   to   trail   down   his   neck   ,   each   movement   of   hers   softer   than   a    feather  .   her   finger   breaks   contact   with   his   skin   ,   she   pulls   her    hand   back   to   herself   using   both   hands   to   slide   from   the   table   ,   not   bothering   to   fix   her   dress   as   she   shows   more   leg   than   before   .   “   you   want   more   land   from   him   ?   ”    her   father   often    complains   about   the   amount   of   land   he’s   already   given  ,   he   would    sink   his   teeth   into   the   remaining   lands   he   had  .   as   she   speaks  ,    she   is   pulled   by   something   towards   him   and   she   doesn’t   even   think   as   she   settles   into   his   lap  —-   as   if   its   her   throne   .   “   so    give   him   something   back   ,   ”   her   finger   found   its   way   back   to   his    jaw  ,   feeling   his   rough   stubble   .    “   whatever   business   you   plan   to   use    that   land   for  ,   give   him   five   percent  of   your   earnings   .   ”    beauty   and   brains   ,   who   knew   ?

her   eyelashes   flutter   as   she   looks   up   from   his   jaw  ,   meeting   his    eyes   and   there’s   something   dangerous   about   his   eyes  ,   something    very   dangerous   about   him   .   she   felt   like   she   couldn’t   breathe   as    he  ,   unknowingly   ,   traps   her   with   his   gaze  ,   she   forgot   about    everything   —-   her   pain  ,   her   worries  ,   just   for   a   moment  .

she   blinks   as   if   waking   up   from   a   dream   ,   her   eyes   become    harder   slightly   as   she   refuses   to   let   this   man   ,   of   all   men  ,   have    this   sort   of   reaction   from   her  ,   it   was   embarrassing   to   be   that    vulnerable   .   it   was   dangerous   ,   and   that’s   exactly   why   the   sun    kissed   woman   leans   in   closer   trailing   her   finger   over   his   lip    slowly   .   “   and   i’ll   call   you   papi   for   a   night  ,   maybe   …   two   .   ” 

A QUEEN COME TO FINALLY TAKE THE THRONE  ,        the way she orders her father around without batting an eye and her father just going along with it ,  just proves that the wrong guerrera had been in charge  all along.   he nods his own head towards his men  ,     not having to say any words.  they leave out the opposite door that her father and his men do ,   and  finally they’re alone.  

she’s such a tease ,   but he loves it.    the way she literally has him at the tips of her fingers ,  it’s dangerous and hot all at the same time.  as she moves from the table ,  his eyes shamelessly drink in the extra patch of bare thigh she so graciously exposed to him as she gets down from the table.   oh what those thighs could do ..    he had a few ideas.  then ,   as if she read his mind ,   she appears on his lap.  almost immediately ,   his hands fall into place on each side of her hips and pulls her closer.  she fits like a glove ,  as if she was always meant to be here in this position with him.   “  damn ,   just when i thought you couldn’t get any sexier .. there’s a fucking brain in there. “  what she’s saying makes sense ,   he can’t deny that. being greedy and just wanting to take ,   it hadn’t been working so far ,   and fiver percent wasn’t a lot.  hell ,  it wouldn’t make a dent if what he was planning worked.   it would ,   it always did.   he had a way of getting everything he’s ever wanted and it hasn’t stopped yet.   “  you’re right ,  sweetheart.   i guess i could give daddy a little gift for giving me his land. “

he can’t help but notice that she seems to be in some kind of daze because of him ,    the fact that he captivated her just as much as she captivated him puts a damn smile on his face.    as her own fingers dance along his jawline ,   his moves until they are resting on her thighs that are so tightly wrapped around his waist.  he squeezes them slightly ,  playfully until she leans in closer and he’s become fully intoxicated by her.   the words that leave her lips definitely help her cause.  

“  only two ?  “��   body leans upwards ,    closing what little gap there was between them left until the ends of their noses were brushing up against each other’s.   “   sweetheart ,   if you let me have you ..  i doubt i’m ever going to let you go. “    this was idiotic on his part ,    completely idiotic.   she was guerrera’s only fucking daughter for christ sakes.  but he was in too deep now ,   the thought of pulling away and pushing her off his lap was almost physically painful.   he wanted to taste her ,   even if it was only once.  

[grltoker-blog]

& .      @tokergrl    :

CHOICES ,    good and bad and in between                they are what led her here ,   what helped her survive.   many would judge her for these choices .. .    from sacrificing her own boyfriend to walkers so that she could get away  to saying yes to negan when he asked her to become a wife ,     but judgment be damned.  it didn’t matter in this world and perhaps that was   a good thing. she’s got everything she’s ever wanted:   the materialistic things ,    like beautiful clothes and jewelry ,    and a powerful man by her side.   while many saw this outbreak as a curse ,   it was her blessing. 

the girl walks like a queen ,     head high and shoulders back ,  exuding all the confidence of someone of a royal status.   it wasn’t a secret that she was one of negan’s favorites ,   if not the favorite ,   and she owned that title with pride. unlike the other women ,   the sound of his heavy footsteps and whistle stirs excitement within her instead of fear and resentment.  she’s leaning on the bar with a drink in hand ,   watching the doors with a sultry grin resting on her lips. 

when he comes in the room ,     HEADS TURN  ,  whether away or towards him it depended.   pushing from the bar ,    the red head walks up to him slowly , wanting to catch his attention before anyone else could.  “ welcome home ,  husband.  i hope everything went according to your plan. “   lips press against the side of his mouth teasingly ,   wanting to leave him begging for more ,  then they move to his earlobe.  “  i got some news while you were away.  “ aside from being an excellent wife ,   she was also a great manipulator.  it was easy to find people around here willing to spy for her ,  given a price.   they give her information and she uses her perks as a wife to get them what they needed. “ you want to continue this in private , handsome ? “ 

[grltoker-blog]

& .       @tokergrl  :

INSANITY  WRAPPED  UP  IN  A  PRETTY  BLONDE .  it   caught   him   off   guard  ,   his   eyes   sparkle   with   a   similar   insanity   to   hers  ,   but   he   knew   if   it   was   a   competition   —-   she’d   win  ,   by   a   long    shot   .   his   tongue   glides   along   his   lower   lip   as   he   listens  ,   and    watches   .   a   dark   gaze   follows   each   of   her   movements  ,   her    movements   are   shaky  ,   she’s   not   at   full   strength   :   all   useful    information   to   him  . 

her   hand   is    met   by   a   rough   hand  ,   all   eyes   are   on   her   because   none   of   his   men   trust   her   and   rightly   so   !   knowing   her   weakness   ,   in   that   moment  ,   he   clasps   her   hand   as   soft   as   he   can   before   he   pulls   her   against   him   .   “   i’m   negan  ,   darlin’   ”   he   murmurs   ,   tilting   his   head   slightly   ,   “   and   i’ll   be   honest  ,   you   scare   the   shit   outta   me   !   ” 

it   was   a   show  ,   he   plays   his   part   beautifully   and   the   others   are    just   sidekicks  ,   he’d   never   met   anyone   who   could   play   the   part   he   claimed   …   until   now  .   “   you   think   i’m   gonna   let   you   walk   out   of   here   ?   ”   he   leans   back  ,   creating   space   as   he   laughs   with   no    humor   .   “   you   get   your   bat   back  ,   when   i say   ,   ”    his   tone   was   one   not   to   argued   with  ,   a   tone   with   no   emotion   but   it   showed   all   his   dominance  .   the  king  at  the  end  of  the  world . 

“   but   ,   let’s   be   friends   harley   quinn  ,   you   need   a   place   to   stay    right  ?   well   i’ve   got   room  ,   and   i   can   get   you   anything   you   want   .   ”   a   long   pause   ,   his   gaze   watchful  .   “   do   you   wanna   be   friends   with   me   ?   ”

THERE’S  SO MUCH POWER THAT SURROUNDS HIM  ,      and a certain darkness           something he’s hiding beneath the surface ,  something he wants to hide from everyone.   she knows this because she’s been there but now all her secrets were out in the open .     A BROKEN TOY ,    DISCARDED AND NOW TAKEN AGAIN .    was he going to be the next man to claim he owns her ?      body is thrown against his own before she’s able to realize what’s happening.  hand slides against his leather clad chest ,  fingers curling around the collar of his jacket.   “  negan ,   i like it ! “    eyes glance over him again now that’s he’s closer ,   studying him just like he was studying her.   “ i believe you’re not a easy guy ta scare ,  so  i’ll take that as a compliment. “ 

all playfulness that had been laced in his tone vanished and suddenly a familiar icy cold feeling shoots through her veins.  flashes of green and purple ,   and violence corrupt her vision.   “ yes sir. “  the rise in his volume causing her to shrink away from him ,   the confident woman turned into a scared little girl within seconds.  eyes flutter as she waits for a slap or a punch or a kick ,   but it doesn’t come.  so used to the pain ,   the fact that nothing happens almost makes her feel empty because it’s a reminder that he’s gone and she still hasn’t figured out if that’s a good or bad thing yet. 

as if someone splashed her with cold water ,    she’s rooted back into reality.  it’s just her and this negan guy and a dark cell.   no sign of him or the life they had before this.  no abuse.   “ friends ? my own room ? “   eyebrow quirks ,   smile forming along her lips again.   “ how could i say no ta a man like you ,  huh ?   i love makin’ new friends ,  mistah negan.   “     whether or not this would be permanent was still up in the air ,   but having a room and food in her belly ?   that was a blessing in a world as fucked up as this.   “  didya say anythin’ i want ?  ooh  how about an espresso machine ?  “    a girl could dream right ?    plus she had one before and loved it. 

“ what’s the catch ,  huh ?     even before all this ,   nothin’ comes for free. “  her sanity might be up for question but she wasn’t an idiot.   before diving right in ,   she needed to know what she was getting herself into. 

[grltoker-blog]

&  .       @tokergrl    :

BAD  MAN  /  GOOD  LIPS !   he   should   come   with   a   warning   ,   he   was   dangerous   and   she   was   too   full   of   light   to   be   near   his   darkness   .   he   would   ruin   her   ,   did   it   make   him   an   even   bigger   monster   if   he   knew   that   he   would   ,   one   day   ,   devour   her   whole   ?   he   should   turn   ,   run   from   her   because   she   brought   long   lost    feelings   back   .    ryke   had   come   to   view   such   feelings   as   weakness   ,   he   would   become   a   slave   to   those   feelings   –   –   yet   staring   into   her   chocolate   coloured   eyes   ,   he   realises   he   misses   those   feelings   ,   a   bit   . 

“   it’s   a   nice   night   for   a   walk   ,   ”   ryke   says  ,   leaning   in   to   make   sure   she   could   hear   him   over   the   starting   music   .   his   fingers   find   hers   ,   tugging   her   towards   the   door   .   the   sooner   she   got   away    from   those   hungry   eyes  ,   the   better  .   “   i’d   feel   a   lot   better   if   i   knew   you   got   home   safe   ,   ”   he   informs   her   as   he   opens   the   door   leading   them   into   the   fresh   air   ,   he   gulps   it   down   –  -   sick   of   the   way   the   air   tastes   in   the   den  . 

ryke   fixes   his   jacket   ,   his   fingers   aching   to   touch   her   one   more    time   so   he   busies   his   fingers   before   shoving   his   hands   into   his    pockets  .   “   which   direction   ,   eva   ?   ”   his   lips   quirk   up   slightly   at   the   sound   of   her   name   on   his   lips   ,   he   decides   he   enjoys   saying   it   . 

SWEET GIRL ,     OPTIMIST TO HER CORE.     she’s always seen the best in people ,   even in a mysterious handsome man she’s met at a bar.  it wasn’t that she was completely oblivious to the terror’s of the world,  but she believed people were inherently good. there wasn’t anyone or anything , she believed ,  that would change her outlook.  so her offer to walk her home ?   if there were ill intentions behind it ,   they didn’t exist to her.    as he leans forward ,   tugging at her fingers again ,   chocolate brown eyes shift to the floor shyly.  “ you’re right ,   it  is  a nice night. “  breath hitches as she forces herself to look back up at him as he leads the way out the door.  “ thank you .. .    for caring about me. it’s sweet        and i appreciate it. “ 

arms fold around her waist ,   fingers curling into the sides of the sweater that covers her torso.   it’s a little chilly outside but nothing she couldn’t handle.  besides ,   when she hears her name leave his lips        tone husky ,   it heats her right up.   “ oh ,  it’s this way .. .   “    leading the way ,   she walks to the right towards the cross walk.  “  we live in oakwood. “   a nice neighborhood ,  on the nicer side of town.   sometimes her house felt like a palace          a gilded cage that she couldn’t escape.   coming here ,  it was a nice break.  “ you’ve probably heard of it.   most people have and have their own lovely opinions about it and the people who live there.    “     she laughs ,   but it’s slightly bitter in tone.  

“ so ,  since we have time .. .   why don’t you tell me about yourself ? “  tilting her head to the side ,   shy eyes glance over his face ,    astonished by how the shadows of the street lights only seemed to highlight his features instead of take away from them.  “  if you don’t want to ,  that’s alright.  i just figured ,  i should get to know who is walking me home. “ 

[grltoker-blog]

& .      @tokergrl    :

*    SAD  GIRL  /  BAD  GIRL  !     harder  ,   as   his   tongue   drops   an    innuendo   her   dark   eyes   travel   down   his   body   ;   a   quick   flutter   of   her   eyelashes  ,   her   sweet   smile   not   faltering   once  .   he   leans   closer  ,   and   she   takes   the   invitation   leaning   in   closer   dragging   a    finger   under   his   jaw  ,   tilting   his   head   back   until   she   begins   to    drown   in   him  .

ears   perk   up   at   the   sound   of   uneven   breaths  ,   not   from   the   man    under   her   finger   tip   —–   but   from   her   father  .   cold   eyes   slide   towards   him  ,   red   painted   lips   parting   softly   as   she   speaks   to   him   in   their   mother   tongue  .   it   rolls   off   her   tongue   so   flawlessly  ,   as   if   the   language   was   made   to   be   spoken   by   her  .

“   my   father   doesn’t   like   you  ,  ”    her   dark   eyes   seem   to   sparkle    with   mischief   as   she   states   the   obvious  ,   leaning   back   and   letting    her   eyes   scan   the   others   amongst   them  ,   she   had   nearly   forgotten    about   them  .   he   was   intoxicating   to   be   around  ,   it   was   a   feeling   she   hadn’t   felt   around   anyone   before  .   “   tell   your   dogs   to    leave   ,   then   we   will   discuss   a   counter   deal  ,  ”   she   pauses  ,   teeth    tugging   on   her   lower   lip  .   “   alone  .  ”

     fuck ,    just a finger draping against his chin and he’s got fucking goosebumps forming along the back of his neck. mentally ,  he’s imagining draping her over the table,  against the wall,  hell on the couch where her father’s sitting, and giving her exactly what she’s asking for. tongue swipes along his bottom lip as he smiles widely ,    showing off the deep dimples in his cheeks.  

      and just when he thinks he can’t have more of a hard-on for her ,    she speaks in another fucking language and  he’s gone.    “   i can’t imagine why.   “     eyes never leave her ,  practically forgetting that her father or his men were in the room.    “   i’ve been nothing but hospitable after all.  “      he really doesn’t give a damn if the man likes him or not ,   it’s not like he was here to make friends.    the fact that he could tell she enjoyed that her father was furious ,  that’s what amused and interested him.    

     “    alone ?   “   brow quirks as he looks from her to her father ,   who was still red-faced and wide eyed.   “  that’s the best idea anyone’s had all damn day.  “     he motions for one of his men to come forward ,   whispering to him instructions.  they were to stand outside of the door and to only come in if he specifically said the magic word.   no matter what they heard ,   he wasn’t to be interrupted.    “   alright sweetheart ,     they’re ready to go .. .    as soon as your father and his parade of monkey’s begin to leave.  “    he wasn’t naive ,    his guard was still up.   even if it was just going to  be him and her ,   that didn’t mean shit.   for all he knew ,  it could be a trap or it could turn out exactly the way he wanted.  of course ,  he was hoping for the latter.  

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& .       @tokergrl   :

maybe  she  was  a  god ,  come  to  punish  him .  lord   knows   he   has   sinned   !   more   than   once  ,   and   not   once   did   he   ask   for   the   good   god’s   forgiveness   .   he   gave   that   up   a   long   time   ago  ,   it   was   a   dog   eat   dog   world   and   he   went   the   extra    mile   to   make   sure   he   was   the   top   dog   .  

his   men   had   been   uneasy  ,   whispers   of   a   shadow   lurking   —-    stealin’   from   him   .   it   had   made   him   laugh  ,   after   he   beat   the   watch   guard  for   being   as   useful   as   a   chocolate   fireguard  .   if   someone   was   brave   enough   to   steal   from   him  ,   he   demanded   they   be   brought   to   him   for   their   punishment  .

“   holy   fuck  ,   you   got   some   lady   balls   !   ”   as   he   speaks  ,   he   swings   the   barbed   adored   bat   down   from   his   shoulder   rotating   his    hips   with   the   swing   and   letting   a   wild   grin   take   its   home   upon   his   face  . 

there’s   something   deadly   about   his   smile   .   “   i   personally   think   it’s    more    impolite   to   take   shit   that   ain’t   yours  ,   ”    this   woman  ,   he    knew   from   the   look   in   her   eyes   that   nothing   he   could   do   would    break   this   one   …   she   was   already   broken  .   “   good   girls   get    presents  ,   maybe   if   you   are   extra   good   i’ll   give   her   back  .  ”

       already she’s mentally planning ways of getting out of this ,    wherever they were.   taking him down should be easy enough ,   even with that bat of his.   hey ,  maybe she’d take it with her !    but there was the problem of not knowing how big the place is where they’ve got her stashed ,   and just how many people lived here.    no ,  she needed a little more information before she left. 

     his vulgar tongue doesn’t throw her off in the way she’s sure it does to others ,   infact it only causes her to laugh harder.   head is tilted as she does ,  bringing her fingers up to her lips to bite on them playfully.   “  awww ,   did i hurt your feelings ?   maybe you shouldn’ have made it so easy.  get better security, mister.   you’ve got a bunch of pussy’s doing it now. “  

     “  presents ?  you promise ?          being good’s not a lotta fun. “    palms push against the concrete behind her ,   moving until she’s standing on slightly shaky legs.   “   i can be persuaded.   i get my bat an’  outta here.  it’s a lil’ stuffy.   “    

    she’s stepping away from the wall now ,    towards him with all the strength she can muster up from sore muscles.    “   what’s your name ,  mister ?     i’m harley quinn ,    nice ta meetcha.   “     hand is placed outward with enthusiasm ,   offering him it to shake.    “     you aren’ scared of lil’  ol’ me ,   right ?  “     these were the exact words and innocent expression that were pointed at his men before she beat the hell out of them.   

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& .         @tokergrl   :

a  saccharine  smile  dances  ‘pon  her  full  lips ,       her   eyes   moving   every   inch   of   him   that   she   can   and   an   eyebrow   rises   up  .   her   gaze   devours   him  ,   and   her   mind   works   faster   than   her   eyes   move  ,   she   knows   she   shouldn’t   …   she   knows   her   father   loves   her   more   than   anything  ,   but   no   one   ever   told   him   too   much   love   could   be   poison  . 

one   step   closer  ,   her   lips   part   softly  .   “   what   deal  ?   ”   her   father    always   made   sure   to   keep   her   at   arms   length  ,   when   it   came   to   the   club  ,   he   always   claimed   it   was   for   her   safety  .   baby   was   sick   of   being   treated   like   her   namesake  ,   she   knew   he   wouldn’t   call   her   out   in   front   of   him  .   it   would   make   him   look   weak  ,   and    her   father   loved   his   power  . 

as   she   settles   onto   the   table   near   the   stranger  ,   she   flips   her   hair   and   meets   his   eyes  .   her   eyes   dance   with   fire   ,   a   girl   who    knows   exactly   what   she’s   doing   and   knows   she’ll   get   burns   that   might   last   a   lifetime   —   but   that   didn’t   scare   her   ,   it   excites    her  .   “   how   ‘bout   i   sweeten   daddy’s   deal   for   you  ?   ”   her   fingers   brush   the   hem   of   her   dress  ,   knowing   that   everyone   saw   it   ride   up   her   legs   as   she   sat   down   on   the   table  .   her   father   liked   his   power  ,   she   preferred   the   power   that   came   to   her   when   she   grew   into   a   gorgeous   woman   -      –   the   type   of   power   that   no   man   could    understand   .  

“  you didn’t tell her about the deal?  shit ,   if i had a daughter i wouldn’t keep her in the dark about this.   it’s better to have a woman’s perspective ,   don’t ya think? “    seems to him like mr. guerrera wants to keep his baby girl locked up tight ,    which is what made her all the more interesting.   he loved pissing people off for the hell of it and just even speaking to this girl was turning the man across from him bright red with anger. 

imagine what would happen if he ended up getting her into bed? damn ,   that would be one hell of a show.  “ the deal ,  sweetheart ,    is about land ,   turf.    your dad here is hard man to bargain with ,    but i’m even harder.  “   smirk forms ,   the double meaning to his words he hopes is coming off fluently.  as she moves about the room ,   his eyes never leave her form.   in fact ,   they’re all over her.   gazing from the sparkle of danger in her eyes to the perfect roundness of her ass.  

“  how do you plan to do that?   you’ve got my full attention ,   sweetheart.  “    he leans forward ,   resting his elbows on his knees ,    and tongue swipes across his bottom lip as he notices her bare thighs.  “  go into full detail.  i wouldn’t wanna misunderstand anything. “   honestly ,  if she told him to roll over and play dead he probably would have done it with no hesitation. being around a gorgeous woman affected him , sure ,   but she was more than just some gorgeous woman.  right now ,   without much effort on her part ,   he was like putty in her hands.   that both terrified and excited him.