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Love on Board

Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Reader x Jon Bernthal

5200 words

Warnings ~ NSFW

Who would think that a cruise could change your life?

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I couldn’t believe it. I was finally living my dream. My bestie Suzy and I were on The Walking Dead cruise. A boat full of other fans as crazy for the show as we were. And we were joined by a handful of the show’s stars. Which is why I was here. Actually, I was here to see 3 of those stars specifically. 3 breathtaking men that turn every red blooded woman crazy with lust. Suzy and I were getting ready for a panel with one of those men, the other two having a panel later on.

Once we were dressed, our swimsuits on under our sundresses, we headed down to the deck that held the panels.

A last minute change in panels caused them to place the 3 men I was most eager to meet, the men that haunted my dreams, together. Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Norman Reedus and Jon Bernthal.

“Can you believe this?!” I whispered to my best friend, Suzy. “It’s like a dream come true!” I worked my way through the crowd, hoping to get closer to the stage. It was like the clouds parted as I was able to reach the edge of barricades separating the crowd from the stage.

“Desperate much?” Suzy jabbed my side, a smirk on her face. I laughed her off, I was way too excited to care.

Just then the moderator stepped up on the stage, walking to the middle. “Is everyone ready? Can I hear some ‘Hell ya’s?!’” The crowd erupted in cheers, me included.

“Let’s give it up for some of our favorites from the Walking Dead world. First up, you know him as Rick’s partner, Shane Walsh, and now starring as Frank Castle, The Punisher, Mr. Jon Bernthal!

As he stepped onto the stage, I couldn’t help but swoon a bit, he was, after all, my first Walking Dead crush. My bestie whispering, “He’s better looking in person!” I didn’t want to miss a thing so I just nodded in agreement, my eyes never leaving the stage.

“He’s everyone’s favorite lovable redneck, Daryl Dixon, Mr. Norman Reedus!” As Norman stepped on stage, the crowd erupted in hoots, a chorus of “I love you’s” and whistles, Suzy quickly joining in. He was her favorite so no surprise.

“He’s the bad guy everyone loves to hate, or hates to love, the man with the bat, Negan, Mr. Jeffrey Dean Morgan!”

The crowd, which hadn’t calmed down from Norman’s entrance, became much louder and rowdier. And I, of course, joined in.

“Calm down y/n!” Suzy grabbed my arm, acting like she was disapproving but quickly joined in.

“I’m sorry Suzy, but he is freaking gorgeous! They all are!” As I was staring at Jeffrey, I kept taking quick glances at Norman and Jon. As the men began joking with each, I became utterly enthralled. These men, honestly took my breath away.

I wasn’t even sure I took in what they were saying, just watching them, each one so amazingly handsome in their own way. But you always seemed to gravitate back towards Jeff & Jon.

Norman, though not conventionally handsome, had a certain rough around the edges charm. Very handsome in his own right.

Jon was swoon-worthy, so very manly, a masculinity that just made me gasp.

Jeffrey, he was the whole package. The whole sexy swagger, manly man, rugged as fuck, that made your panties wet. His lip-licking, nose crinkling, adorably dimpled damn face that you just couldn’t look away from.

Yes, I had it bad.

“Y/N, what next?”

“Huh?”

“It’s over, whatta we doing next?”

Looking up on the stage I realized it was over, the men standing up, chatting with each other.

“Can we just hang out here, poolside for a bit?”

Suzy began giggling. “Oh, just want to watch them? I get it, they are all sights to behold! Sure why not. I’ve got a bit of a buzz and am in a good mood.”

We made our way to a couple of lounge chairs, making sure we could still see the stage.

“You know you’re practically drooling there, y/n?”

“Oh, pffishh! I am not!”

I tried not to stare, but how could I ignore them? These men were gods, or at least, god-like. A little bit of heaven on earth. And I was this close to it. And I wanted them. Badly.

I closed my eyes, the afternoon sun feeling so nice on my face. Falling asleep, I began dreaming, a wonderful dream featuring those beautiful men. But I was soon rudely awakened.

“Wake up! Let’s go back to the cabin and get ready for the party tonight. I haven’t a clue which outfit I’m wearing and I need your help.”

Back in our cabin, trying on outfits, enjoying some nice wine, I all but forgot about my desire.

Heading down to the deck the party was on I started feeling excited. It had been awhile since I’d been out. I missed it, the parties, fun crowds, the drinking. I never drank to excess, but feeling that fun high from just a bit too much was so fucking enjoyable.

We made our way through the crowd finding an empty table. “I’ll go get our drinks.” Suzy said as I climbed up onto the bar stool.

I took a look around at the crowd. There were people of all ages, everyone mingling, chatting, laughing. It seemed a bit more laid back than the usual bar scene, everyone there for the same reason, their love of The Walking Dead bringing them together in a different kind of friendship.

I was looking down, noticing one of my freshly manicured nails had a tiny chip, making me frown.

“Shit!” I muttered to myself.

“I’m sorry?”

I knew that voice, but couldn’t believe it. Wasn’t sure I wanted to lift my face to see him, to look into those eyes. This had to be a dream. He cleared his throat, trying to get my attention thinking I must not have heard him. I had to look at him. And so, I did, slowly lifting my head to face him.

And I choked, on nothing but air. There he stood, all 6 foot 2 inches of fucking manliness.

“You okay sweetheart?” He placed his large palm on my back, patting it lightly, then rubbing it softly. I could feel the heat radiating off it. It felt so good.

Breathe, breathe! I had to will myself to keep up bodily functions that normally would be automatic. I knew I needed to speak, but how? But I was saved when Suzy appeared, drinks in hand.

“OMG! Hello! Uh, we love you!” She put the drinks down, non stop giggling as she sat next to me.

“I’m afraid I scared your beautiful friend.” Jeffrey told her. “I was just going to ask if this seat was free, I’m so sorry darling, I’ll just be on my way.” He removed his hand from my back, making me audibly sigh.

“No, uh, please, this seat is free!” I squeaked out, my voice so much higher than usual.

“Are you sure?” He leaned down, so much closer to my face, looking directly into my eyes.

“We’re sure!” Suzy chirped, kicking the extra stool out with her foot.

He moved away from me just enough to grab the stool, pulling it directly next to me and sitting down.

“So, how are you enjoying the cruise so far? No seasickness right?” He smiled, those damn dimples on full display.

Suzy spoke up. “Nope, we’ve been juuuust fiiiine!” She giggled, obviously the wine she’d had earlier plus the whiskey she just downed, going to her head.

“That’s good. Don’t want this beautiful lady sick in bed.”

Was he talking to me?! I couldn’t wrap my head around it. So I just smiled nicely at him, grabbing the glass of god knows what Suzy had brought me, and downed it in one shot.

Jeff grabbed my hand, causing me to squeak. “Easy there sweetheart! You’ve gotta pace yourself. We have plenty of night left!”

“Fuck dood! We’ve been lookin’ for ya!” It was Norman Reedus. And behind him, pulling away from eager fangirls, was Jon Bernthal.

I’m drunk and dreaming, that’s it. Because this can’t be real. I can’t be sitting here with Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Jon Bernthal and Norman Reedus. Nope.

“Mind if these gentlemen join us dolls?” Jeffrey looked right at me, those hazel eyes boring into me.

“Oh, of course they can!” Suzy hiccuped, covering her mouth and giggling. “Come sit here Norman!” She patted the stool nearest her.

I began to feel braver, figuring if I was dreaming, why not enjoy myself? No one would be the wiser as it would all be safe inside my head.

We all began chatting, Suzy and I peppering them with TWD questions. And they answering us both happily. It was like we were old friends just catching up.

“Can I let you in on a little secret doll?” Jeff had leaned into, almost whispering into my ear, the vibrations from his deep baritone heading straight to my core, making me rethink my panty choice.

“Um, sure?!” I was almost afraid to ask.

“We saw you from the stage. All 3 of us.” He winked, his tongue darting out across his bottom lip. “We know how you feel about us.”

My eyes must have grown 3 sizes bigger. How could he possibly know that?

“Uh, you saw me?”

“I most certainly fucking did. And I pointed you out to Bubba and Jon.” His eyes never leaving mine as his hand landed on my bare thigh.

I tried to stay calm. But all I could think of, what I realized, was that his hand, on my leg, was most certainly not a dream. It was real. Jeffrey Dean Morgan’s hand was touching my bare skin, very close to my… UGH!

“So…” He had now moved impossibly closer, his lips grazing my ear. “what do you say to going somewhere much more private?”

I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, so afraid I might make a noise, panicked my body would betray me and he would know exactly what he was doing to me. I wanted, needed, to look cool, unaffected by his moves.

“Uh, but I’m here with my frie…” I looked up to see Suzy was gone, Norman too. “What the?!”

“Looks like she saw what she wanted and fucking took it. That leaves me and Jon. All alone doll.” He gave me this sad puppy dog look, pouty lips and all. I couldn’t help the giggle.

“Whatta say sweetheart?” Jon was suddenly standing behind me, his hands reaching out lightly to massage my shoulders.

Something inside me switched, on or off, I’m not sure. All I know is in that moment, that glorious moment, I decided to throw caution, and god willing, my panties, to the wind.

I began to stand, both men attempting to help me. Jeff taking my hand while Jon pulled my bar stool back.

“So where to gentlemen?” I winked in both their directions. A smirk on my cherry red lips.

“How about my stateroom Doll?” Jeffrey purred in my ear.

Not counting on my voice, I just nodded. We left out of the bar, heading straight for the elevator. As the doors opened, we stepped inside, Jeff’s hand landed on my lower back causing shivers to run up and down my spine.

“Nervous darlin’?” Jon asked, startling me out of my thoughts.

“Kind of?” I wasn’t sure how to answer, I didn’t want to scare them away with the wrong words.

“No need to be.” Jeff whispered in my ear, causing another wave of shivers.

“But we also want to make sure you are sure of this?” Jon motioned between you all.

“Yes, I’m sure.” I glanced up at them both, a shy smile on my lips.

“You are fucking adorable doll face!” Jeffrey pulled me tightly into his side making me squeak.

“We’re sharing Morgan.” Jon snickered, leaning down to kiss the top of my head.

Whoa, wow.

The elevator chimed, letting us know we reached Jeff’s deck. The doors opened and Jeff gently guided me out the door.

“To the right sweetheart, fifth door on the left.”

We reached the door, Jeffrey bringing his keycard out to open it. I stepped inside, taking in the opulence.

“Wow! This is so nice!” I couldn’t help it. It was a beautiful room.

“They do set us up nicely.” Jeff spoke, leading me over to a sofa. “Sit doll.”

I sat down, Jeff sitting next to me, right next to me. So close our legs were touching, his body heat sinking into my bare thigh. I closed my eyes, trying to calm my rapidly beating heart.

“I gotta use your bathroom Morgan, pour me a glass?” Jon yelled as he stepped out of the living area.

“I’m not your fucking bartender Bernthal!” He stood up, turning quickly to offer me his hand. “Come help me y/n, I’ll pour us all a little something.”

I stood, making sure my too short dress was hiked up too far. I followed him to the bar, still a bit wobbly from the drinks I already had.

“So what will your poison be sweet thing?” Jeff’s tongue darting our across his lips, causing my thighs to clench together tightly.

“I think maybe I should pass, I’m still a bit tipsy.” I giggled. I turned to look out the window noticing the huge deck. I jumped when Jon’s hand landed on my ass, just a light slap.

“Fuck girl, you are smoking hot from behind!”

Giggling again, my voice almost a whisper as I thanked him. Hoping he didn’t notice the blush forming on my cheeks.

“Let’s head out on the patio.” Jeff led the way outside to a grouping of soft seats.

I sat down in a chair, both men just staring at me. Shit, did I have something on my face, in my hair?

“Y/N, why are you sitting by yourself, get that sweet ass over here!” Jon patted the empty seat between both of them. I swallowed hard, standing to make my way to them.

And then it happened, so quickly I couldn’t stop it. I tripped. Landing right into Jeff’s lap, my face that is.

“Sweetheart! Are you okay?” Jeff was pulling me up and onto his lap. And I was trying so hard not to cry, the tears beginning to form. “Oh sweet girl, it’s okay! Are you hurt?” He began rubbing my back, pushing my loose hair back from my face.

“I’m…okay, I’m just, so embarrassed!” I brought my hands up to hide my face. Humiliated.

“No, no need to be embarrassed sweetheart, that rug is loose, any one of us could have tripped.” Jon took a hold of my feet, pulling them up into his lap, taking my shoes off and rubbing them. And fuck if that didn’t feel good.

Jeff was now wiping the few tears that had made their way onto my cheeks, surprising me when he leaned in to kiss all over my face rapidly finding my mouth. It was such a sweet gentle kiss that turned heated when his tongue snaked its way over my lips and into my mouth. Our tongues began dancing the dance of domination, Jeff quickly winning. I brought my hands up behind his neck and into his short waves.

I was so into our ministrations that I almost didn’t feel Jon’s hands slowly massaging their way up my legs, reaching my dress hem and sneaking underneath. He continued moving upward, my dress bunching up, until he reached his destination.

“Silk, my favorite.” He growled as he ran his fingers over my now damp panties. “May I?” He had a hold of the lace waistband, asking permission to remove them.

As we pulled away for air, I looked down towards Jon.

“Yes.” I panted.

Jeff was now nipping at my neck, finding that sweet spot where my neck melds into my shoulder. One hand grasping at my still clothed breasts, the other reaching around to my back, unzipping my dress.

Jon’s fingers pulled at my panties, sliding them down, not stopping to touch me, just drawing it out, taking his time.

I felt so many sensations at once, it was almost an overload. Jeff’s nips and licks on my neck, shoulder. His hands pulling my dress down, one hand undoing my bra hook. My bra falling, my breasts freed, my nipples becoming hard from the cool night air. Jon’s fingers gently tugging my panties down my legs, the delicate feather touch causing goosebumps to erupt all over my over sensitive body.

As quick as it all began, it ended.

“Can you stand up baby?” Jeff asked in his gravelly voice causing me to shiver.

“Yes? I think?” I was a bit confused as to what was going on. My dress was around my waist now, my panties in Jon’s hands. My bra god knows where, my breasts exposed.

I slipped my feet off of Jon’s lap, dropping them to the floor. As I stood, my dress slid the rest of the way down my body, pooling at my feet. I stepped out of it, pushing it aside. And there I stood, completely bare, my naked body fully exposed. In front of two men that I adored.

“Fucking breathtaking baby, fucking breathtaking.” Jeff breathed out.

“Gorgeous darling.”

I felt self conscious, on display, bare, all of me. It must have shown on my face because both men leaned forward, each taking one of my hands.

“It’s okay y/n. Let’s go inside.” Jeff stood, as did Jon, Jeff taking the lead while Jon waved me ahead. When we got back inside, Jeff spoke.

“Bed?” He looked hesitant, but I nodded yes. I wanted them, I did. And I wouldn’t let my self doubt or nerves stop me from this once in a lifetime experience.

As I made my way towards the bed, I glanced over my shoulder at both men. How did I ever end up here? My own fucking personal heaven.

I crawled up onto the bed reaching the headboard and turning around. Both Jeff and Jon standing at the end of the bed, watching my every move. Their eyes lust blown and so very dark. Glancing down their bodies I notice both are quite “ready” for what was coming, in more ways than one.

Their “looks” sent a wave of different feelings, sensations, through my mind, body. I felt totally exposed, on display. But I was not at all self conscious from it. They looked at me as if I was the most beautiful, most glorious creature they had ever laid eyes upon.

“You are fucking marvelous darlin’, a sight to behold.” Jon spoke, a smile a mile wide upon his handsome face.

“Amen brother. A piece of art, a fucking masterpiece doll. And as much as I would love to stand here drinking you in, I have a few other things I would fucking rather be doing with you right now.” Jeff growled, his tongue running over his amazingly white teeth.

My desire for both men causing me to become suddenly, and extraordinarily, bold.

“How about you both give me a bit of a show?” I sat forward, beginning to crawl down the bed to where they stood. Reaching the end, I sat back on my feet, my hands itching to touch them.

They laughed, a gruff throaty sound coming from both.

“Wanna see us strip doll?” Jon winked at me as he backed up to sit down in a plush chair across from the bed. He slipped his boots off, socks next.

Jeffrey did the same thing, dropping into a chair that was in the opposite corner. His eyes never left mine as he began to undress, boots, socks, pants, shirt. Until he was left in a pair of black boxer briefs.

I wasn’t sure where to direct my eyes. Jeff stood, walking back over to the bed, his gaze never wavering. And I was staring at his very obvious bulge.

“Like what you see sweetheart? Wanna touch?” He purred, his hand reaching out to cup my chin, tilting my face upward. “Now, as much as I would enjoy your delicate hands on my very hard cock, I need to touch you, every fucking gorgeous inch of you.”

Jon appeared beside him, completely naked. I tried not to show the surprise, the shock, but my face betrayed me.

“S’ok sweetheart, you can look, no need to be shy.”

As Jon spoke, and I unabashedly stared, Jeff climbed on the bed unbeknownst to me, his arms slipping around my waist, his lips on my neck causing me to yelp in surprise.

In a muffled voice, Jeff laughed, his face now buried in me. “Sorry baby, I couldn’t wait.”

I felt the bed dip as Jon joined us, his hand running up my leg. Jeff’s hands coming up to my cheeks. “I need to taste you y/n, may I?” He sounded almost out of breath, desperate.

“Yes, yes.” I blurted out.

“Can you lay back doll, let us take care of you?” Jon asked.

I nodded my head, crawling backwards up the bed, my eyes watching them both, not wanting to be surprised.

Jon followed me up the bed, laying beside me. I sighed, he was so handsome up close and I just wanted to take it, him, all in.

“Fucking gorgeous.” Jeff growled, his hands on my calves, slowly moving upwards. Taking his time, drawing out the delicious pleasure of his touch.

Jon’s fingers began threading through my hair, his eyes gazing at me. I felt so special, so loved. Jon leaned in, his face inches from me. He lips brushed over mine, just barely touching. His tongue tickling my lips, requesting entrance. Which I gave willingly. Our tongues intertwining, tasting each other.

Jeff’s hands now at that oh so sensitive spot that can make a girl beg for more. His fingers crawling closer to my core. Suddenly he pulled his hands away, his face replacing them. I could feel his warm breath on my damp center, making me twitch with excitement.

“Be careful darling!” He snickered as he placed his hands on my thighs, propping them open.

Jon’s hands were now on my breasts, squeezing each one with a featherlight touch, slipping upward and delicately tweaking each nipple into a hardened peak. His lips were now on my neck, my ear, licking, nipping, kissing my over sensitive skin, causing shivers all over.

Jeff’s face was now right at my entrance, just sniffing, breathing me in. “Fuck baby girl! You smell like fucking dessert! And I’m gonna enjoy myself!” He dove in, causing me to jump, almost knocking Jon off of the bed.

“I’m so, uh… l so sorry!” I gasped, his tongue running back and forth between my clit and pussy, driving me mad. I wanted to squirm, tried to. But Jeff’s large hands had a death grip on my thighs.

Jon was laughing at my reaction, making me a bit self conscious. I frowned, imagining that he was rethinking his decision to be here.

“I’m sorry y/n, I wasn’t laughing at you,” his hands clutching my neck. “it was more of a nervous laugh. I’d never laugh at you beautiful.”

Both men had stopped their action, Jeff now moving up towards the head, a look of concern on his face.

“Baby doll, are you second guessing this? We would never force you to do anything you don’t want sweetheart, you understand that right?” Jeff was now on my right, his hand running up and down my arm, the heat building up.

“Jeff’s right sweets, say no and we’ll stop. I won’t lie and say I won’t be disappointed. But shit doll, speaking for myself, I want you to be happy with whatever is going down.” He leaned down, lightly kissing my temple.

“Ditto everything Jon’s said, darlin’. This is all about you. But fuck, the things you are doin’ to me!” He licked his lips, moving to place a soft kiss on my lips.

These men were everything I dreamed and more. I hadn’t been treated very well by men in my past, causing me to be very much gun shy. But Jeff, Jon, the way they looked at me, spoke about me, like I was someone to be revered, adored, loved.

“I want this,” I whispered “whatever this may be.” I closed my eyes, sighing. “Just please don’t break my heart.”

“Oh fuck, sweetheart, I’d never do that. You are a princess, and should be treated as such.” Jeff pulled me completely into his arms. “And I want nothing more to show you the effect you have had on me in such a small time.” He nuzzled into my hair, kissing my head, his lips staying there.

I could feel Jon’s hands on my back, a gentle caress. “You are way to amazing, a stunning beauty that can fucking steal a man’s heart with one glance. Doll, don’t ever doubt that. Fucking kill me if I ever do anything to hurt you.”

I don’t know what came over me. Maybe it was truly feeling love for the first time. Maybe it was the being in the arms of two incredibly handsome, sweet and sensitive men. Maybe it was the salt air, I didn’t know, and honestly didn’t care. I just knew what I wanted, what I needed. And I would get it.

“Take me, please!”

I could tell they were silently communicating with each other, feeling a thickness in the air. Jeff took a hold of my face, our lips meeting in an instantly hot and heated kiss, his tongue discover mine and fighting for dominance. Jon’s hands moved downward from my back, over my curvy hips to grasp a hold of my ass, squeezing tightly and making me squirm.

While Jeff and I continued our kiss, Jon grabbed my hip with his left hand, his right squeezing between my clenched thighs, urging my leg upward. His fingers finding my wet and wanting pussy, causing me to moan into Jeff’s mouth.

Jeff pulled his hands away from my face, placing them on my breasts, rapidly squeezing and tugging at my nipples. Our lips pulling apart only to catch a quick breath.

Jon slowly entered me with two fingers, another slipping forward to find my eager clit. I writhed around as much as I could with their heavy bodies pinning me in place. I was nearing my end, quicker than I ever had before. As I came, each man slowed their ministrations, just light touches and soft whisper kisses all over my body.

“I don’t know about Jon, y/n, but I need you, now.” Jeff growled in my ear.

“Fuck yeah. Are you up to both of us sweetheart? I promise to be gentle and will stop the minute you say so.” Jon spoke into my hair, causing shivers.

“Yes, yes, please. I need you both.”

It happened so quickly, a whirlwind of movements arms, legs, lips, delicate touches and both men were well seated inside me, moving slowly, soothingly, as if I might break. But it felt like heaven.

They began quickening their pace, moving in perfect unison. As Jeff joined our lips once again, Jon began nipping at my neck, quickly finding out how much I enjoyed that small spot where my shoulder meets my neck. His tiny licks and nips driving me wild.

I felt a change of pace, both men nearing their ends, Jeff was now slamming up, his tip hitting my cervix and causing me to whimper from the pleasure. Jon was keepers by his pace steady, trying hard not to be too rough, but I could take it. I reached back to grasp his neck, whispering “it’s okay.”

Upping his speed, I wondered if it was possible to die from too much pleasure. Soon the cabin became full of moans, grunts, sighs and screams. I was a bundle of hyped up nerve endings, shocks, sparks, shakes and shivers running up and down me, head to toes. I felt a great warmth entering me as both Jeff and Jon came, filling me up with their seed. It became surreal, almost otherworldly, the pleasure, the overwhelming feeling of love.

We laid together, a big mess of sweaty legs and arms intertwined together. But it felt wonderful to me. The smell of each man, Jon, a strong manly cologne mixed with liquor and mints. Jeff, a lighter clean smelling cologne, with a hint of leather, coffee and cigs.

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I was startled, trying to sit up but realizing I couldn’t move, a heavy weight on me. What the hell? And then it all came rushing back. The panel, the bar. Jeff, Jon. I turned my head to see Jeffrey, sleeping with both arms encircling me, his head against mine.

“Morning darlin’. Sleep well?” His gruff voice turning me to mush.

“Uh, good, great actually. You?”

“Like a fucking baby.” He pulled me tightly, causing me to roll over onto him. “That’s better.” He began rubbing my back. “Jon had early morning ops so he left after you fell asleep. Said he see you later.” He kissed my forehead. “But not if I can help it.”

I tilted my head to look up at him, silently questioning his comment.

“Last night was a one time thing. I’ve never done that and don’t plan on doing it again.”

I was stunned. I mean, I knew that this was just a fling, a shipboard romance. I understood that. But wow, what he said, so blunt and to the point. It stung. And he must have seen the look on my face.

He sat up, bringing me with him, pulling me into his lap. “Fuck! Sometimes I speak before I think! NO! I didn’t mean that WE are a one time thing! I mean sharing you, Jon, THAT is a one time thing.”

Tilting my head again to look at him, “I’m confused?”

“Sweetheart, I had an amazing night with you. I didn’t care if I had to share, if that’s the only way I could fucking be with you, then so be it. You did something to me, the minute I first laid eyes on you. And I knew I had to pursue you, couldn’t let you get away. And I would like to find out what it is between us.”

Was he saying what I think he was saying?! “Uh, yes, yes, I’d very much like that. I feel it too. No one has made me feel like this, so special, like I matter.”

“You matter y/n, to everyone. But most especially to me.” And then he kissed me. A sweet deep kiss that almost sucked the air right out of me.

When we finally came up for air, he placed me beside him on the bed, standing up.

“I’ve gotta shower, join me doll?” And he gave me the triple threat, a wink, dimples on full display, and the tongue dart out.

And I knew I was in trouble.

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forever-rogue · 6 years

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Nighttime Strolls

Request: Can you write a Shane Walsh x fem reader (takes place during season 8-9, meaning he’s still alive lmao) and the reader gets taken hostage by Negan during one of his visits to the hilltop (negan likes her! ) and Shane goes on a solo rescue mission to Negan’s territory to save the one thing he cares about - the reader by @xcasiferx.

A/N: You got my with my two loves: Negan and Shane! And yes, this is a sort of AU and I took the liberties I wanted, just so ya know. I hope you enjoy this!! Taglists and Requests are open! xx

Pairing: Shane Walsh x Reader

Word Count: 3.6k

Warning: LANGUAGE (this is Negan after all)

MASTERLIST

“Sweetheart, I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go out for a stroll right now,” Shane was surprised to say the least when Y/N had told him she was going to go for a midnight stroll by herself. The idea of it was ludicrous!

“Shane, you’re being overprotective again,” she chided him as she grabbed a sweater from their closet, pulling it and wrapping it tightly about her body, “besides, I’ll bring my gun. I know how to take care of myself. I’ve made it this long, haven’t I?”

“What about if a walker takes you by surprise?” He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the door frame, blocking her way slightly.

“They won’t,” she rolled her eyes at his overbearing nature. She knew he was only acting in such a manner because he loved her, but sometimes it drove her insane, “I’m light on my feet - I won’t make any noise. Shane, love, just trust me.”

“It’s not you that I don’t trust you, it’s everything and everyone else,” he huffed but knew she had already made up her mind and there was no changing it, “especially with everything that’s going on with Negan. You can’t trust that son of a bitch.”

“It’s going to take a little more than old Negan to take me down,” she reassured. She pecked his cheek quickly before walking out of the bedroom, making sure to grab her gun and a small flashlight, “I’ll be back soon, Shane. Please don’t worry about me the whole time. Get some rest.”

“I won’t be able to relax until you’re back,” he sighed and sat down on the bed. She chuckled lightly at him before giving him a last wave and heading for the front door, “see you soon.”

Y/N loved the stillness of the night - the soft rustling of the creatures and critters that were out mixed with the muffled sounds of human life off in the distance. Even as a child, she had loved escaping from her room and sitting on her roof or lying in her backyard and watching the stars. Even now, with the world crumbling slowly around them, she still loved doing the same thing. it made it seem like life was still somewhat normal.

She let out small sigh of content to herself as she felt the Hilltop and made her way to the fields nears the woods. Sometimes beautiful wild flowers grew there and she had it in her mind that she would pick some and bring them back to Shane.

Humming to herself, she stretched out her arms and let her hands graze the tall grass. Once she found an open space, she took off her exterior jacket and laid it on the grass, quickly lying on top of it and cast her eyes to the stars. She decided to stay a while and pick out all the constellations she could see.

After a while, Y/N felt her eyes start to get heavy, she decided to head back before she was too tired and all her defenses were down. She sat up and yawned softly, but paused, feeling her own heartbeat still when she heard a rustle from the tears behind her. Praying that it was nothing but an animal, she remained completely motionless waiting for the sound to repeat. After a moments when it hadn’t, she jumped up and grabbed her jacket, deciding it was time to get home. She swallowed the lump in her throat, and sped off as quickly as she could.

“And where in the fuck do you think you’re going?” Y/N stopped immediately at the sound of the familiar (and grating) voice. She couldn’t believe he had found her here, “I fucking know you can hear me, darlin’.”

Her instincts kicked in and told her it was time for fight or flight. She didn’t respond to him, but took off running towards the Hilltop, playing to pull her gun out in the process to defend herself. Unfortunately, her strides and efforts were no match for Negan’s long legs. He was able to quickly catch up to Y/N and grab her arm, knocking the gun away in the process.

“Let me go!” she hissed at him. She struggling against his grip, but he overpowered much due to his much larger stature. He soon had her arms behind her back and was able to keep her still, but that didn’t stop her from trying to break free.

“No, no, I don’t fucking think so,” he laughed in her ear, his breath tickling her neck and causing all the hair on her body to stand up, “I’ve finally got you and I’m not letting you go. I’ve had my eye on you for quite some time, Y/N.”

“Why, you stupid asshole. I won’t do anything for you,” she said through gritted teeth, her chest heaving up and down in anger, “I’d kill myself before I’d join you and your band of merry thugs.”

“Oh aren’t you just the wittiest of them all,” he said quietly, “don’t worry, darlin’, nothing will happen to you. It’s your little boyfriend I want. He’s a stubborn man, but I know you’re the only thing he’ll come for. You see, when a man is in love he does foolish, stupid things. I expect that he’ll do just that when he realizes I have you - and I’ll finally be able to kill him.”

“Despite what you think moron, Shane wouldn’t be so stupid as to walk into a trap like this,” she replied angrily, “even for me. He’ll do the thing that’s right for the community.”

“So you fucking, think, sweetheart,” he insisted, “but all men are dumb and foolish. You’ll see that for yourself soon enough.”

Shane took at the clock on the wall again, shaking his head to himself as he realized how late it was getting. Y/N should be back by now - she would know better than to be out so late without checking back in or anything. He decided he would give it another ten minutes before going out and looking for her. Maybe she had just gotten really distracted and lost track of time.

But when the ten minutes were up, he couldn’t ignore the nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach and knew something was wrong. He grabbed his gun, and a back up just in case, and headed out, ready to find her and bring her back home. He knew she had a favorite spot to star gaze and figured it was a spot to start looking.

“Y/N!” he called out against his better judgment, knowing that if anything or anyone was nearby they now knew his location. He waited for a response for a moment, but heard nothing and keeping going. That was until he almost tripped over something lying on the ground. He bent down and picked the item up and felt his heart drop when he realized what it was - Y/N’s discarded jacket. He let out a string of curse words to himself as he ran back to he Hilltop; this had to be Negan’s doing. There was no other explanation.

He pounded on Rick’s door as he called out his name, not caring how late it was or who heard him, “Rick! Open up!”

After a few moments, Rick opened the door, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He let out a yawn as he looked up and came face to face with Shane, “hey, what’s going on?”

“It’s Y/N. Negan has her,” he said and suddenly Rick appeared wide awake.

“What!? Are you sure?” he asked as he opened the door so he could come inside.

“Yes,” he insisted, “she went out for a walk, I told her not to, and she hasn’t come back. When I went to look for her, all I found was her jacket! I can’t believe I let this happen. I knew she shouldn’t have gone, or I should have gone with her.”

“And you’re it was Negan?”

“Yes,” he sighed, “he’s been eyeing every chance he gets. He must have been watching her for a while and tracked her down. I swear when we get to him I will kill him with my bare hands.”

“Shane, calm down. We need to act rationally - smarter than him,” Rick said as he sat down at the kitchen table and put his face in his hands, “we can’t just go and attack his compound right now. He’ll be expecting it. We have to wait and make a plan and then we he’s given up, we strike and get Y/N back.”

“Wait!? How long?” Shane groaned as slammed his fist on the table.

“A few days, maybe a week-”

“That’s too long!”

“Chances are that he won’t do anything to her. He likely wants you. Nothing will happen to her - we need to wait it out and then strike him when he’s done expecting us.”

“Are you absolutely sure?”

“This is the smartest way,” Rick insisted as Shane had a look of anger and distress on his face, “I know it’ll be hard but we have to go about this smartly.”

“Okay,” Shane gave in his but he all he could think about was the pleasure he would get from killing Negan, “but we go as soon as possible.”

Y/N sighed loudly to herself as she looked out the widow of room she was imprisoned in. She had been here for several days and was both exhausted, dirty, and hungry. When Negan had taken her back to the compound he hadn’t thrown her into any makeshift cell or basement, but rather had given her a room with clean clothes and food, refusing to let anyone touch or harm her. She had, on principle, refused to change into the clean clothes or eat any of the room, causing Negan to grow increasingly frustrated with her attitude.

The second night there she had tried to escape through the window and creep out of the compound in the middle of night, but she had been thwarted by Negan’s right hand man Dwight. He had dragged her back to Negan’s room and thrown her in there; which only ended with Negan trying to get her to talk for several hours to no avail. He had her sent back to her room and locked her in there without another word.

She turned around when she heard the door creak open, following by Negan coming in with a tray of food in his hands. He set it down on the small bedside table, taking a seat on the foot of the bed she was sitting on.

“You ever gonna fuckin’ say anything?” he said harshly at her, studying her face for any sort of reaction.

Y/N looked at him with hardened eyes but made no acknowledge of his words. She pulled her knees up to her chest and rest her chin on her knees, staring straight ahead wordlessly. Negan made a sound of annoyance, but she didn’t react.

“You know you could have it a lot worse right now,” he said as he got closer to her. She wanted to flinch, but refused to let herself show any emotion, “you could be out there surrounded by walkers trying to eat your pretty face. Or out in the blazing sun working hard. I could have let them beat you, but I didn’t. I’ve treated you more than fairly - and all I want in return is answers. And yet here you are acting like you are a prisoner.”

Her breath caught in her throat as he touched her jaw and neck gently. She bit the inside of her cheek, before pulling away from him and going to stand in front of the window, “I told you so.”

“What the fuck are you saying?”

“You said Shane was sure to come because he loved me. And look, no one’s been here,” she said in a croaky voice, speaking out loud for the first time in days, “he doesn’t love me and I’m expendable. You wasted your time with me. And I will die, either by your hand or the walkers before I tell you again.”

“You are a feisty one!” Negan exclaimed as he stood up and laughed, “but you’ll break eventually. Everyone does. Because, sweetheart, when it comes down to it, when you are face to face with death, everyone chooses life. Even you.”

“Go fuck yourself, Negan,” she hissed as she turned away from him, “I’m not like everyone else.”

“You keep telling yourself that,” he said as he stood behind her with his hands on her shoulders, “if you behave, I might even make you a wife. Don’t tell me you don’t want a piece of this Negan dick-”

He didn’t finish his sentence as he groaned in pain from Y/N suddenly kneeing him in the groan. She didn’t say anything but sat back down on the bed, staring at the wall and the peeling the decaying wallpaper. Negan thought about lashing out, but calmed himself and didn’t; instead heading out of the room and slamming the door behind. Y/N closed her eyes as a single tear cascaded down her cheek.

“Alright, is everyone ready to go?” Shane asked as he looked around the hodgepodge team around him. He had wanted to keep the info of Y/N’s kidnapping a secret, not wanting to cause a panic or concern people. Instead he was here with Rick, Michonne, Maggie, and Darryl, “remember, this is a simple search and rescue. We’ve figured out that Y/N’s being kept in the main compound near Negan’s room. We’ll go from the outside in and try to not alert anyone. Take out only who we need to. And I’ll deal with-”

“You’ll deal with Negan if and only if we come across him. Otherwise you will leave him. We don’t want to start a huge fight we are not prepared for if we don’t need to,” Rick interrupted Shane and gave him a stern look. Shane reluctantly nodded, “is that understood by everyone?”

The group murdered a collective yes and Rick instructed them to grab their gear, “we’ll drive as close as we can. The rest will be on foot. Be as light and swift on your feet as possible. Now, let’s go.”

Y/N switched her book from one hand to the other, trying to find where she had just left off. She cast a quick glance out the window, noting the quiet that finally fell over the compound. She wished she could open the window, but Negan had made sure to screw the window so she couldn’t do that anymore. She cast a quick glance at the clock and noted that it was the middle of the night.

Looking back down at the book, she almost jumped out of her skin when she heard a light tapping on the window. She looked up and saw Shane there on the roof, staring back at her, a smile breaking out on his face. He mimed for her to open the window but she shook her head and tried to convey that it was locked to her. After a moment he nodded in understanding, quickly pulling off his jacket and wrapping his fist in it and punching through the glass without a second thought. The sound, quiet in reality, was deafening in the silent night.

“Y/N,” Shane reached his hand out for hers, her name falling off his lips like a prayer, “baby, you’re safe now. I’ve got you.”

“You came for me,” she said softly, happier than anything to see his handsome face again, “I thought you wouldn’t.”

“I could never leave you baby doll,” he promised as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her tenderly, “we’ve been waiting for the right moment to come. Are you hurt at all?”

“No, I’m fine. Just tired and hungry,” she mumbled against his chest, “now let’s go home. I just want to get out of this place.”

“Now, Y/N, why don’t you fuckin’ explain what the fuck is going on,” Negan shouted as he entered the room, his eyes bulging out when he saw the scene in front of him, “I thought you said he wasn’t coming back for you. Apparently you were wrong, darling.”

“Don’t ever speak to her again, asshole,” Shane spat as he let out of her. He turned his head to her, and whispered, “get going, Rick’s waiting for you at the bottom. Just go to the end of the roof and jump down. They’ll catch you. I’ll take care of him.”

“Shane, don’t-”

“Baby, just go,“ he insisted as he gave her a slight push. She made a sound of annoyance but started to walk away, watching as Shane made his way back through the broken window to where Negan was waiting for him.

Negan barely waited for him to get into the room before swinging a punch at him. Y/N let out a small scream as she watched him take another hit before squaring up and getting the upper hand on Negan and knocking him to his feet and starting to ruthless punch him.

She watched in horror at the fight between the two men, both of them rough and using whatever they could find around them to beat the other. She didn’t hear Rick come up behind her and grab her arm to pull her along with him, “Y/N, come on, we have to go.”

“Rick, Shane’s in there-”

“Y/N, now! We don’t have much time before everyone hears the commotion,” he insisted as she struggled to get out of his grasp.

“Rick!”

“Now,” he said sternly and she finally obliged, “come on, everyone’s waiting. Shane will catch up, he’ll be fine.”

Y/N cast a look back at the two men, noticing that Shane was now overpowering Negan, blood all over the two of them. She frowned and called out to him, “SHANE! STOP!”

“Get out of here, Y/N. Don’t watch this,” he growled at her and shook her head at him, Rick trying desperately to pull her away from the scene.

“Don’t do it, Shane. I know what you want to do, but stop,” she pleaded with him, “you’re better than this. This isn’t who we are!”

“Rick, get her out of here,” he shouted angrily, and Rick grabbed Y/N forcefully and took and her away from the scene.

Y/N remained wordless as she pulled along by the Rick and met with the rest of the crew. She knew Shane was angry, but this was the angriest he had been in a long time. She just didn’t want for him to do anything he would regret.

“Y/N, you’re safe,” Maggie said as she threw her arms around her. Y/N nodded and tightly hugged, wishing this would just be all over and they could be back home already. She didn’t realize she was crying until Michonne reached over and wiped away her tears.

“We’ll be home soon, Y/N. Then you can rest,” she said softly and Y/N hung her eye after giving her a soft nod of understanding.

“Y/N? Baby doll,” Shane’s voice gently stirred her awake. Y/N opened her eyes and saw him looking intently, his face bruised, cut, and caked with blood, “hey.”

“Shane,” she said quietly as she reached over and tenderly touched his face, “you’re back. We’re home. Are you okay?”

“Don’t you worry about me, sweetheart, I’m just fine,” he promised as he kissed her forehead, “how are you doing?”

“I’m glad to be home. It was miserable over there,” she said as she rolled over to face, “they didn’t do anything to me, but it just felt so awful. I’m glad you came for me.”

“I’d never, ever, leave you. We just had to wait for the right timing and for Negan’s guard to be down,” he explained as a worried look crossed her features.

“Did you-”

“No, I didn’t kill him,” he promised and she almost felt relieved. She always said that they never wanted any of them to stoop to such low levels and to kill only when necessary, “but he’ll make sure never to mess with us again.”

“I love you, Shane,” she said as she pulled back the covers and beckoned for him to join her, “now, you need to get some rest.”

“I love you too, Y/N,” he said as he gingerly crawled under the covers, “just so you know, I won’t be letting you take anymore nighttime strolls by yourself for a long time.”

“That’s fine with me,” she agreed as she kissed him, “I guess I did need you after all.”

“Don;t worry, I’ll always be here for you,” he said as she rested her head on his chest, sighing contently, and feeling safer than she had in a long time.

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So I’ve written a one shot for a sweet friend that is going on the Walker Stalker cruise. It features Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Reader x Jon Bernthal. I’m going to be posting it later on today so if you want to be tagged, just let me know on this post or send me an ask! 😊 It’s just over 5000 words and NSFW.

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Negan x Number 6

Number 6 - The reader’s life as one of Negan’s wives. The first fic in the series.

Just a Little Shower Fun - The reader enjoys her time with Negan. Next in the series.

Dreams - The reader finds out a secret of Negan’s. Third in the Number 6 series.

Perfect - The reader learns to accept her differences with the help of Negan. Just a side fic of Number 6.

Rub a Dub Dub - Fun With Negan in a Tub - The reader enjoys bathtime. Fourth in the Number 6 series.

Home - The reader realizes where she belongs.Fifth in the Number 6 series.

Snow Day - The reader enjoys a rare snowstorm with Negan. A side story with Number 6.

A Christmas Miracle part one - Number 6 receives a Christmas miracle with Negan’s help.

A Christmas Miracle part two - A little festive fun with Negan

A Christmas Miracle part three - Negan celebrates with Number 6 a little early

A Christmas Miracle part four - Enjoying your presents with Negan

Wife, Singular (ACM part five) - Big changes are coming

six minus five is One - Negan and Number 6 celebrate the big change

Being Number 1 isn’t Easy- Number 6 and Negan’s new life has a rocky start

Box of Memories - Number 6 has a confrontation with the former wives

bad day ~ bad place - Number 6 is in a bad mindset, Negan tries his best to help. WARNING - triggers including self harm

Crazy Girl ~ Crazy Life ~ Number 6 reveals a bit of her past to Negan. ~triggers child abuse

Negan’s One and Only - A bit of fun times with Negan and his only wife

Giving Her All ~ Number 6 takes care of Negan in a wonderful way

Reluctant Seductress ~ Number 6 uses her natural talents to sway Negan

Finding Lucille ~ A glimpse into when Negan x Number 6 first met

My Guy, My Girl ~ Negan and his wife enjoy their time together

She Deserves Better ~ Negan x Number 6 early in their relationship

Soulmate ~ Sweet & smutty times with the couple

She Will Be Safe ~ The Sanctuary is compromised and everything changes

Take Us Home ~ Negan finds his girl

All of the above fics except Snow Day and A Christmas Miracle part one are NSFW

Much more under the cut

Goddamn, I fucking love that girl series -

Shorter side fics of life with Negan x Number 6 (reader) from Negan’s POV

This series just contains Negan language and is a bit suggestive. Basically SFW

Dancer

Tiny Surprise

Comfort

Love

Safe-Keeper

The Bet

Dandelion

Butterflies

Misunderstood

Understood (second part to Misunderstood)

You and Me

Nightmare

Misc. Negan fics

Negan’s Five Senses - Negan’s love of women enjoyed with all five senses. A stand alone fic. (nsfw. My first fic! I’m kind of proud of it!)

Broken Angel ~ (fluff, angst, possible triggers. Just sad)

She is Mine ~ an anon request. An A/B/O Negan X Reader fic

Little Lost Soul Series

Negan comes upon a new Sanctuary residence and needs to know more about her. Negan x Reader. Reader is selectively mute. Will eventually be NSFW

Little Lost Soul - Negan meets Y/N.

A Sign of Thanks - Negan tries to get to know Y/N.

Birds of a Feather - Negan finds Y/N’s hiding place

Beautiful Whisper ~ Y/N speaks to Negan

You Don’t Own Her ~ Negan meets someone from Y/N’s not so distance past

And I know you won’t let me down ~ Negan realizes how much y/n means to him

Payback ~ Negan takes care of those that hurt y/n

Only One ~ Negan tries to comfort y/n

Bees Sting Series

Negan’s newest wife is not what he’s used to. Negan x Y/N (is reader insert but has nickname of Bee) Y/N has mental health illness.

Bees Sting - Negan comforts his wife Bee.

Let it Bee - Negan confronts his wives and returns something special to Bee

Honey Bee - Negan & Bee enjoy some time together

Busy Bee ~ Negan & Bee have an enjoyable time together

Bee (un)Lucky ~ Negan encounters an embarrassing situation with Bee

Negan Smut Week fics

These are all NSFW

Birthday Surprise - Negan x reader (Number 6)- Number 6 has a surprise for Negan’s birthday

Birthday De-light - Negan x reader (Number 6) - Celebrating Negan’s birthday, Negan’s way

One of a Kind - Negan x reader (NOT Number 6) - Going on a run turns out to be not such a bad thing

Little Bird - Negan x reader (Number 6) - Number 6 has a bad day and Negan helps her forget

Tattoo - Negan x reader (AU) Reader applies at Negan’s tattoo shop and gets a bit more than she planned. Part of a new AU series (Keep Calm and Love)

For @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash 2k Negan Writing Challenge!

Lemonade - Making lemonade with Negan (Number 6) -NSFW

For @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash Round 3 Negan Challenge.

Time Changes Everything ~ Long ago, Negan lost something very important. Will he get it back?

Savior Needed ~ Negan’s top Savior disappears

Savior Needed part two

For flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash’s birthday Negan challenge

She’s Got Claws ~part one

She’s Got Claws ~ part two

Words with Friends... with benefits

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Letters from Negan

personalized letters from Negan ~ Some are NSFW

Requests

NSFW

For laymetorest77 - Negan x reader

For Michele - Negan x Michele

For Michele part 2 - Negan x Michele

For Michele part 3 - Negan x Michele

For Maggie ~ Negan x Maggie

For Tig ~ Negan x Tig

For Kira ~ Negan x Kira

A Missus for Christmas ~ Jeffrey Dean Morgan X Mallory ~ NSFW

White Christmas ~ John Winchester x Jessica ~ NSFW

All I Want For Christmas ~ Negan x Vanja

Home For Christmas ~ Max x Victoria

Christmas Past ~ Negan x SisterCherie

Home ~ Joe Merriweather x Jen

Negan’s Rose ~ a Negan x Delilah-Rose cgl fanfiction

part one, part two

Falling for You ~ Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Alyssa

One Fateful Night ~ Negan x Reader, Jason Crouse x Reader, John Winchester x Reader

part one

part two ~ NSFW

a request from @prettyepiic

John Winchester fics

Clueless ~ John x Alicja - NSFW

Can’t Lose You ~ John x Reader - NSFW

John’s Equal - John x Reader - SFW

Reluctant Partners ~ A New series featuring John x Reader

Time to Move On ~ John x Hunter Reader ~ part one part two

Out of the Flames ~ What happens when the Winchesters’ world goes up in flames? Was it really as perfect as it seemed?

Changes ~ What happens when a stay at an ordinary motel turns extraordinary? part one part two

RPF ~ Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Reader x Norman Reedus

A Dream Come True ~ A multi-chapter rpf

Chapter 1 ~ The reader falls for Jeffrey and meets Norman

Chapter 2 ~ The reader spends a wonderful evening with Jeffrey & Norman

Chapter 3 ~ The reader is in heaven with her 2 favorite men

Chapter 4 ~ The reader spends some quality time with Jeffrey

Chapter 5 ~ The reader has more fun times with both men

Chapter 6 ~ More time with just Jeffrey

Chapter 7 ~ Jeffrey presents the reader with a proposition

More to come!

Love on Board ~

Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Reader x Jon Bernthal

On a cruise for Walking Dead fans, the reader encounters the men of her dreams

Neighbors

a new series featuring Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Next Door Neighbor Reader

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