#negan kink

[eccentricallygothic]

if he's not scaring the living daylights out of you, is he even the one?

[angelbarelywrites]

♡ scenarios | dating negan

♡ fandoms; The Walking Dead

♡ characters; Negan Smith

♡ reader; gender neutral

♡ cw; explicit sexual content

♡ notes; in case anyone forgot i’m technically not a dedicated slasher blog

i put this in sections so i didn’t have to make more than one post lol . also these take place while he’s still the ruler of the saviors. i’ve been obsessed since his first episode oh my god that’s eight years of hyperfixation so that’s usually where my brain goes plot- wise

i’m thinking Billy Butcher is up next? lmk who else we wanna see, Garcia Flynn from Timeless is probably too niche? but i love him so so much

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I. Kisses/PDA

> negan is an affectionate person

> with his wives it’s just for show- they’re hot, and he wants all his followers jealous of his lifestyle

> but with you, it’s different

> his wives don’t like him, per-se. he’s convenient to be married to and easy on the eyes, but they’re cold to him

> and he knows why, he doesn’t really give a shit. especially now that he has you.

> you may not be his spouse- you’re sure as fuck not letting him call you that without a ring- but he’s even more physical with you

> standing by him? hand on your back. sitting? you’re on his lap. look cold? he gives you his jacket and keeps you tucked under his arm

> “i just like takin’ care of you darlin’”

> and he loves kissing you in front of others- from little pecks to long, lingering kisses that makes other people look away

> he seems possessive, and he doesn’t mind people pointing it out

> it’s not that he doesn’t trust you- it’s never that

> he trusts most of his men too…maybe not simon. because simon loves staring at your ass

> but he’s proud. he’s proud you’re his, and he’s yours, and that he gets to show you off

> and like hell he ever lets anyone forget it

> alone he acts like keeping his hands off you is impossible

> he smacks your ass any time you lean over, pulls you into big bear hugs from behind and randomly pick you up

> he doesn’t ever want you to doubt his feelings for you, and physically is the easiest way for him to show it

> he’s very sexual, big shocker

> but his favorite kisses are sleepy kisses

> you wait late into the night when he’s due home from terrorizing his territories

> some part of you is afraid one day he won’t come home- so you always wait

> you’ll be exhausted, rubbing your eyes and yawning and usually wrapped up in a blanket

> but no matter how long he takes directing his men and double checking inventory and dealing with the dead

> “hey there, baby doll”

> you always run straight into his arms and bury your face in his chest. he’ll laugh and pick you up, kissing you gently before he carries you to bed

> most times he falls asleep on top of the covers with you, eager for the morning when he can make it up to you for being gone so long

II. Sharing a bed

> negan isn’t used to sharing a bed anymore

> the wives have their own rooms just down the hall, and so do you

> no reason for him not to give you at least a little space

> and having a room is the height of luxury in the sanctuary anyways. it’s a perk of dating the boss

> but you don’t know how to tell him you do want to share a bed, even though you’re barely apart when you’re awake

> so you just…don’t. you assume it’s a boundary he wants to keep and don’t mention it

> until the night terrors start up again

> you’ve seen a lot of people die a lot of different ways. most of them people you cared a lot about

> the memories always seem to come back in your dreams no matter how far back you push them

> when you’re woken up by one in the middle of a harsh storm, it’s just a bit too much

> you just can’t stop crying, and it’s loud and you need held. you need him.

> you creep as quietly as you can down the hall, and you hesitate at the door until the thunder crashes again

> when you stumble in he sits up fast with a knife in his fist

> then he gives a slightly annoyed sigh in recognition, relaxing

> “the hell are you doing?”

> “i just- um-“

> you can tell he notices the wobble in your voice and opens his arms up without another smart remark

> “hey, hey, i’ve gotcha..”

> he doesn’t ask questions- you don’t cry for nothing. and he gets nightmares too

> falling asleep in his arms feels natural…so natural it becomes a habit

> and he sleeps better with you too, curled around you and holding you so tight you think he might be worried you’ll disappear

> it’s less than a week before you stop using your bed altogether

III. Let’s get kinky

> he’s happy in pretty much any dominant role, whatever you call him is good enough for him- daddy, sir, master, etc

> and he likes when you call him whatever it is in front of his men

> the only chance of getting your dick/strap in him is if he power bottoms. but 95 percent of the time? you’re receiving and it’s big

> he likes being risky. he’ll take you out to visit settlements just to have an excuse to stop and fuck you in the car

> or even in a house there, just a room over from his men and gagging you with his fingers so you don’t get caught

> not that he’ll care if they catch you anyways

> he has a nice big office- half of the reason he uses it is so he can have you on his lap as a cockwarmer while he reads or looks over inventory numbers

> the other half is so you can suck his dick under the desk while he talks to simon or dwight

> (simon is a raging pervert so he definitely knows, too)

> he loves fucking your face, watching you get all teary eyed and drooling all over yourself from taking his massive cock

> “oh look at the fuckin’ mess you’re making!”

> he’s generous though- he loves reciprocating oral

> and he loves overstimulating you too- whether that’s by edging you for hours or just making you cum again and again and again

> he loves taking you from behind, pushing your face into the mattress and gripping your hips so hard they bruise

> but he also loves when you ride him slow, gasping quietly as he watches you fall apart completely for him

[dilfcontent]

JEFFREY DEAN MORGAN via Austin Amelio's Instagram account (2019).

[tonyslittleprincess]

I just know he likes being called sir while raw dogging you into the mattress

[raz-writes-the-thing]

Against the Rules (18+ ONLY)

Negan x Fem!Reader short blurb I wrote for @dqllgarden

CW: choking, almost cnc but not really, Negan being Negan, daddy kink

Requests are: OPEN

"And just what do we have here?" Negan asked, leaning in the doorway of your rooms. "Come 'ere, darling."

You did as you were told, coming over to stand before him, enraptured by his easy grin and dark cologne. No wonder it was so easy to fall under his spell.

"I heard that you did a bad thing today," he said, gripping your chin softly and pulling your gaze up to meet his. "Have you been a bad girl, baby?"

Your lips parted, a rush of air escaping. You shook your head no as he tutted. His eyes glinted in the shadows of the doorframe. The way his tongue swiped at his lower lips had you trained on the motion, swallowing thickly.

"No?" His eyes darkened, almost black as they betrayed his dirty thoughts. "You wouldn't happen to be lying to me, would you? Because you know that's against the rules."

"I-" you tried to respond only to have his finger shush you softly, pressing against your lips.

"I know you've been good baby, but Daddy?" He lets out a dark chuckle. "Daddy wants to play. You know how to be a bad girl for me, don't you?"

Your breath hitches, and you nod softly.

Just like that, he grips at your throat, sliding back into moment.

"You know if you're lying to me, I'll have to punish you, baby. So I'll ask you one- more- time."

He releases your airways and chuckles when you suck in the air greedily. "Are you lying to me?"

[moonysbxtch0]

Apodyopsis

Part 1 : Concupiscent *Lustful/sensual*

Summary : "Write." Professor Negan carefully placed a sheet of white paper in front of you,he was towering behind you,his presence making you shiver.He bend forward slightly and brought his lips close to your ear,his tone dropped a few octaves lower than usually."Your sexual fantasies. All of them."

Characters: Negan x reader (second pov)

Warnings : 18+ , Age gap (reader is college age while Negan is on his early 40s) ,smut (fem receiving oral, fingering,penetration,possibility of getting caught, edging, teasing, dom Negan, dirty talking, Negan’s foul mouth obviously ,professor kink, slight daddy kink ,cheating (Negan is married), jealousy.

Ao3 link : https://archiveofourown.org/works/47658601/chapters/120127168

Notes : This fic is supposed to be about five chapters so all the warnings will be revealed fully in the upcoming chapters. Wanted to drag it a bit because I can’t write smut without plot.

"Write." Professor Negan carefully placed a sheet of white paper in front of you,he was towering behind you,his presence making you shiver.He bend forward slightly and brought his lips close to your ear,his tone dropped a few octaves lower than usually."Your sexual fantasies. All of them."

You were speechless. At first you didn't quite understand what he had said because you had been focused only on his suffocating smell,his cologne smelled so good. The second you had entered inside his office you had noticed it and your head had gotten dizzy. Trying to snap out of your thoughts ,you moved your eyes around and then they landed on his arm which had caged you. He was ripped for that much you were sure.Wait. Had you heard that right?"Ehm sir?" You titled your head in his direction,his expression didn't show any indication that he was joking.How the fuck was he so calm? He was acting as if he told you to write the grocery list and not your sexual fantasies.

"Do as you're told to." The professor wasn't smiling,his tone was cut and firm." It's either that, either I tell Gregory that I caught you and your friends smoking your stash on school grounds. Your choice."

His tone as he spoke... something inside of you snapped. Sure ,you had back talked to the professor many times,had had your fair share of fights with him but whenever he gave you detention he usually just joked around,made you clean his bat , write lines or simply let you go with a warning. Today clearly wasn't one of those cases.

Today he had rescued your ass from professor Carol,she was supposed to give you detention for causing trouble in her class and professor Negan had asked her for you to go with him because he had something to discuss about the upcoming basketball tournament. You had been confused because what was there to discuss and in private for more? You had quietly followed him to his office,had taken your seat and you didn't know what you were expecting but it clearly wasn't this.

You took one last look at his face, waiting for him to say that he was joking or that you had misheard him but the look he gave you told you enough,he wasn't playing. Your palms were starting to sweat,you dropped your eyes to the paper in front of you and bit your lip nervously. Were you seriously going to out your kinks to your professor? You gulped,your throat felt dry..."Is this a joke?"You had to at least ask. You didn't move your eyes from your paper as you spoke.

"Does it seem like I'm joking? Write."He ordered. You grabbed hold of the pen he had given to you and wrote whatever you saw fit and appropriate. Anything that involves...Praise kink, degradation kink, being dominated. You just hoped that he was satisfied with this much,you didn't want to humiliate yourself more than you already felt.He took a step closer, grabbed hold of the paper,it rustled when he picked it up then in a matter of seconds he put it back down."We both know there's more to that list."A hint of chuckle could be heard on his voice then in a matter of seconds his voice changed again,it became authoritative." Don't make me repeat myself.Write."

You cussed under your breath and decided to play it safe as you scribbled a few more on the paper, breathplay, bondage...you for sure were not going to let him know about your heavy professor kink. You were pretty sure that he would use that in his own advantage at some point and you couldn't handle being teased by him in front of your whole class because this man had no shame. You had witnessed it with your own eyes and ears what he could do when he knew something he was not supposed to.

"Okay then,if that's all." You let out a sigh of relief. He took the paper and your eyes followed his movement. He opened one of the drawers and put it there. He gently put a hand on your shoulder and leaned forward to whisper on your ear one more time."Now strip."

Was he out of his damn mind?" What has gotten through him today?You locked eyes with him ,his eyes were drowning you in,it felt as if they were hypnotising you " That's quite... unprofessional?" Hell you'd do it ,in a heartbeat but you were thinking hard ...was this a game of his...what was he thinking?

Negan scoffed, his grip on your shoulder tightening. "There's no place for questions.You're here to do what you're told to. I know very well what's inside that pretty little head of yours." He removed his hand from your shoulder and then pointed at your temple twice with his index finger, barely touching your skin.

"I-" why were you even debating this topic in the first place?You've always had the hots for him,you had always tried to get his attention whenever you came across him, you had even gone as far as memorised his whole schedule so you would come across him on the halls. You were obsessed with him and if he wanted you,you wanted him more , simple as that. He created a bit of space between the two of you after flipping the chair you had sat on so you could face him. Your eyes were following his movements,he rested his hip against the desk and you were in front of him, still unsure of what to do.

"I don't have all day." You nodded meekly and one by one started discarding your clothes slowly, keeping your eyes on him. He smirked devilishly as he ran his tongue over his lips."Just like that, look at me while you get undressed for me."

All of your clothes were on the floor,you were naked and the eyes that raked your body made you start feeling hot and bothered in a good way.You just gave him a show but if he thought that that was all he was mistaken.You wet a finger with your mouth,a trail of spit following as you moved it down your collarbone, chest, abdomen and soon enough to your crotch. You found your clit and started stroking it , imagining that it was his hand that was doing that instead of yours. His eyes were glued on you ,more like your hand." Are you just going to watch,sir?"

"Yes, I'm just going to watch you play with yourself. If you need something from me then you have to be a good girl and beg for it." His smirk never left his face as he spoke. When you lowered your eyes to his crotch you noticed the bulge that had already formed there,it was noticeable through his black pants. Hell ,it looked like it would explode any minute.

"Lend me a helping hand, please?"You tried your best to give him the eyes,your voice was lower and it had the desired effect. He summoned you with his index and middle finger, flashing you a toothy grin and you stopped your movement as you walked closer to him.

"Sit your ass on my desk." He ordered as he pointed at the desk in question with his head.You didn't question him so you sat,the cold wood sent a chill down your spine."Continue what you were doing." He stood in front of you and you raised your eyebrows.Soon,you brought your hand to clit yet again,your hole was throbbing in need so you decided to give it some attention. You carefully slid a finger in, moving it back and forth to test how wet you were and when you saw it fit you slid another one.

You had been doing that for a while, finger yourself and he hadn't as much touched you.He looked like a predator, observing his prey and finding the right moment to attack.Little did he know you were impatient,you wanted him to do something about the arousal he caused so with that thought in mind you raised your leg on the air and gently touched his crotch, moving your feet back and fourth. It was enough to get a reaction from him,he groaned in pleasure and you couldn't help the smirk that formed on your face.

"Lighten up,it was just a small touch."He raised his eyebrows at first,his reaction told you that he wasn't pleased with your sudden attitude. He tutted as he walked closer to you, spreading your thighs further with his hands , settling himself between your legs and then slowly wrapped a hand around your neck.

"Shut your damn mouth up and fuck your pussy with your fingers." He gritted his teeth, tightening the grip on your neck. The way he kept tightening and untightening his grip on your neck was starting to make you feel dizzy. It felt as if that simple action made your body slave to him,as if it reacted to nothing else but orders from him. You started fingering yourself again, putting a show for him like a fucking escort but damn if that didn't turn you on. Eventually your voice started raising,you knew your body too well so it was easy to find all the weak spots that turned you into a moaning mess.Your eyes were on him during the whole act and you didn't know if his cocky expression made you feel more aroused or made you feel like beating some sense into him.

"Mhm, just like that. Be a dirty little slut and moan for me." Negan hummed as he moved his hands to your thighs and started tracing the skin there with the back of his knuckles , starting from somewhere above the knee and eventually going upper and upper.

"Please -" you whined,your whole body was requesting for more , your fingers weren't enough. You wanted him to touch you. No.You needed him to touch you as soon as possible." Do something." You whined, quite pathetically. To that he only answered with a deep long chuckle .

"Not until you make yourself cum." He roughly grabbed your thighs as he closed the distance between your faces ,nose brushing yours." Can you do that?" You nodded in refusal and he smirked."Oh ,you poor thing. Let me help you then." He lowered himself, resting his weight on the balls of his feet,his shoes creasing on the process. He slapped your hand and you removed it. Your fingers were covered in your juices and when he noticed, he looked up at you and spoke."Better lick them clean."

And you did what he said,you brought them close to your mouth and made sure to clean all of the remaining juices that were left there. He nodded when you showed him and turned his attention to your pussy, using his index and middle finger to open your lips. His touch felt foreign,sure you were no virgin but something about him doing this made you feel weird, excited.

" Little clitty’s gotten all swollen for me.”Fuck. He was filthy and you loved every second of it. He licked his lips as he kept his eyes on you and he licked a stripe, just to taste and then hummed,the vibration went straight to your core. He roughly put his arms under your knees and brought you closer to himself,your legs were crossed behind his neck and your hands were playing with his hair."Fuck-" you moaned as he bit your clit playfully and then continued his work, eating you out like a starved man. You had closed your eyes, enjoying the pleasure he was giving you, savoring every moment. When you weren't expecting it ,he slid a finger inside your cunt and when he saw that you were wet enough to take more he slid yet another finger as he focused on your clit. You felt him smile as you gasped in shock and pleasure. He stopped his movement for a second, fingers still in as he spoke.

"Be quiet." He ordered."If you want me to make you cum you should keep your mouth shut."He imitated an imaginary zip with his hand in front of his mouth, then a cocky smirk followed right after. The gesture made your walls clench around his fingers and judging by the way he smirked from ear to ear ,made you realise that he noticed it and liked it. He curled his fingers inside of you , hitting that one spot that was always the trigger to your orgasms. You brought a hand to your mouth, clasping it shut but it was barely doing anything to muffle your moans as he kept moving his fingers. He used his thumb to multitask,he rubbed your clit with it all the while he fucked you with his fingers.

You were close , just a few more moments and you would finally reach your orgasm. But when had luck ever been on your side anyway ? A knock was heard and Negan stopped his movement,both of you moving your attention to the door." Who is it?"Negan's voice was filled with irritation and had a hint of accusation on it.

"It's me." You could recognise that voice anywhere,it was none other than professor Rick Grimes. You moved your eyes to Negan and he rolled his eyes .

"Hold on a fuckin' second Prick." He raised his voice. He moved his attention to you again, sliding his fingers from your cunt. He wiped the juices on your thigh, sighed then his expression changed,he seemed more serious." Get under the fucking desk."You slid from the desk, frankly grabbed hold of your clothes and then you took your place under Negan's desk. The latter pulled his chair close to you and sat there,his crotch was facing you and now that you took a better look at it ,you couldn't help but wonder how he would taste in your mouth, would you be able to fit all of him?" Try anything funny and I swear to god that I'm going to make you pay for it." He warned as he gave you one last glance. He fixed his hair, cleared his throat and spoke." Enter."

You heard the sound of the door creaking open and soon enough footsteps coming closer to the desk."Fuck you want Prick?"Negan asked impatiently and judging by the way his cock throbbed you couldn't blame him.

"Well I was looking for a student and Carol told me that she's supposed to be with you."Professor Rick completely ignored the childish nickname as he spoke. Negan's cock was seducing you,the way it kept throbbing in need made you completely forget about his threat,you wanted to touch it.

"Which student?" Negan furrowed his eyebrows then he suddenly jolted but tried to cover it with a cough. You had slid your hand up his thigh, trying to tease him.

"Y/N L/N." Spoke professor Grimes."Are you okay Negan?"

"Better than ever." Negan moved his eyes to you for the shortest second and his jaw clenched as you started palming his erection.

"Make me pay for it." You mouthed to him and it took everything in his willpower to move his eyes back to his colleague.

"What do you need her for?" Negan tried to keep his cool at your restless teasing.

"I don't owe you any explanation."Spoke the other professor calmly. "Do you know where she is?"

"No." Negan's voice was strained."She left my office like ten minutes ago."

"If she stops by again,let her know that I'm looking for her." Said the professor and he took his leave. The second the door closed ,Negan moved his eyes to you,no expression on his face. He grabbed your jaw with his hand and leaned forward." What did I tell you?" He asked." I was going to play around with you but I've decided that you don't fucking deserve it." He gripped your jaw harder to the point it was starting to hurt. It's not like you thought too much about the consequences when you started to tease him.

"What's that supposed to mean?" You furrowed your eyebrows as you started at him.

"Oh? The audacity to even ask. I'm just going to leave you like that, soaking wet and yearning for me. How does that sound, hm?"Negan smirked as he looked down on you,an air of superiority having enveloped his whole being.

"You wouldn't." You lips formed into a line as your eyebrows stayed furrowed. Your arousal had slipped down your legs and you swore that if he was serious about this you would never talk to him.

"Are you sure about that?" Negan raised his eyebrows. "You know very well I'm the type to do such a thing. You wanna try me?" He teased, knowing that you were dying to get fucked by him. The thing is that you knew him enough to know that he wasn't joking around. Well ,if he wanted to play that card, you wouldn't mind returning the favour. You pushed his chair with your feet, enough to create distance between the two of you,stood up from the floor and grabbed hold of your clothes, putting them on one by one without speaking as much as a word.

"Well in that case ,sir." You finally put your shirt on and locked eyes with him ,a cocky smirk on your face."Imma show myself out.Professor Grimes was already looking for me...maybe he also wants to discuss anything about the basketball tournament..."

You could tell that he was taken back with your action but what clearly made him get rid of his poker face was your last implication.He scoffed as he stared at you."Hope you have a good time." He waved his hand at you.

" I most certainly will." You smiled mockingly at him. Oh you wanted nothing but to murder him. He brought you so close to your release and now that you wanted more ,he wouldn't give it to you. Fuck this guy.He's probably used to those girls he smiles at,edge them and make them desperate however if he thought that he could toy with you like that , he was mistaken."Have a good day."You made sure you hadn't forgotten anything,and walked to the door, stealing one last glance at the professor.

He wasn't pleased, but you didn't need to know that. "Have a good day too."Negan said back and looked at you as you left. Once you were out of the office he slammed his palm on top of his the desk. “Fuck.”

He murmured as he ran his palm from his forehead down to his chin.He looked at the door in abandon,lowered his head and caught his lips between his teeth momentarily.Then he smirked slightly,this wasn't over by any means...you might have thought that you over smarted him but the chase on both parts it's what he finds amusing. This is simply the beginning.

[holylulusworld]

Physical Education

Summary: He will teach you more than how to educate kids.

Pairing: Coach!Negan Smith x GradStudent!(plussized)Reader

Warnings: age gape, Negan being an ass, dirty talk, language, fast sex, quickie, smut, unprotected sex, doggy style, age gap (reader is at age, a grad student), heavy daddy kink, light breeding kink, dom/sub undertones, mentions of anal sex (nothing happens), mentions of butt plugs, unrealistic instant attraction, mentions of subspace

A/N: That’s a fucking lot daddy kink in this one. Head the warnings.

This story is part of my: Adventures with your professor masterlist

“Mr. Smith, I’m so excited that I can join you for today’s lesson. I heard you helped your students to improve. “I’m honored, Sir.”

“Fuck don’t get your panties in a twist,” Negan grunts. “You are here because of your daddy. He called his brother, the dean. That’s why you’re here.”

“Oh-I,” you bite your tongue. Negan Smith is a well-known coach, and you don’t want to fuck your only chance to be here up. “I’m a grad student and want to use my degree to become a public-school teacher or coach myself. My uncle was talking about your techniques, and I want to improve. So, here I’m. Live with it.”

“Girl, I got no time for your nonsense. I’m a coach at a high school. This job is a dead-end,” he sneers as you dreamily look around the old gym. “Sit on the bleachers and try not to fuck with one of the horny boys in my classes.”

“Sir, my uncle told me you’ll let me be a part of your classes today,” you angrily say.

“If you want to, you can put a cheerleader uniform on and cheer for me,” he looks you up and down, drinking your outfit in. You’re wearing a white blouse, jeggings, and a pair of sneakers. “On the other hand, your ass won’t fit into the uniform.”

He hums to himself. “My uncle was wrong. You’re an asshole.”

“Fair enough,” Negan chuckles as you stomp toward the bleachers. “I mean, I like me a big ass.”

You’ll spend the better of the day on the bleachers. The horny teenage boys in Negan’s class are the only ones paying attention to you.

“Stop staring at her tits! You’re here to sweat for me, not that little vixen on the bleachers,” Negan barks as the boys are busy sizing you up.

One of them cups his crotch, smirking as you look away. “Man, she’s got some nice tits, coach. Do you think she’s good at sucking dick?”

“What did I say?” you flinch at Negan’s outburst. He grips the boy’s shirt, almost ripping it off his body. “You will go to the dean and tell him what you just said about his niece.”

“His niece,” the boy splutters. “I didn’t…you know how boys are Sir. Please. I’ll do anything. I’m sorry.”

“I said,” Negan growls, “you will go to the dean and will tell him what you just said. No excuse. Get out of the gym.”

“Sir…” one of the other boys tries to help his friend. “He’s sorry.”

“You can join him,” Negan jerks his head toward the exit. “Get out.”

“Sir, they are just teenage boys,” you clear your throat as Negan gives you a dirty look. “You know how they get.”

“All of you, get out—” again, you flinch as Negan yells at the boys. “Classes are over for today.”

“Sir, Coach Negan,” one of the boys' huffs. “We still got half an hour.”

“Did you just talk back?” the boy shrinks into himself as Negan stalks toward him. He lifts one brow and looks down at the now trembling boy.

“No…Sir. Coach Negan,” the scared boy stammers. “I’m sorry Sir. I would never…I mean…”

“Get out!”

All boys run out of the gym, almost tripping over their feet. “Faster. And don’t you dare to shower here! You’ll run back to your mommy in your sweaty clothes and explain what you did today.”

“Mr. Smith,” you clear your throat. “Uh-that was very…unconventional. I did not learn a thing, though. So—thank you for the lesson.”

You grab your bag and get up from the bleachers. “You didn’t learn a thing?” he cocks his head and watches you walk past him. “We can change that.”

He furrows his brows and grins at you. “You should go back to yelling at your students and I’ll find my way out.”

“Not so fast, princess,” he grips your arm. Negan starts walking toward the exit. He smirks as you wiggle in his tight grip.

“Let go of me! Where are we going?” you curse and mutter as he drags you toward his office.

“I’m only telling you this once,” roughly pushing you up the door he grunts, “shut your mouth, go inside my office and I’ll teach you a lesson. You wanted to learn from the best, right?”

“I-okay,” you swallow thickly. Heat pools in your belly as he darts his tongue out to wet his lips. “I’ll go inside.”

“Good girl,” he steps away to surveil your trembling form. “Be good, and I’ll teach you all the things you need to know…”

Negan unlocks the door and pushes it open to let you inside. You silently step inside. It’s hard to not watch him strip his jacket and shirt off. He shamelessly exposes his upper body to you, grinning as you admire the tattoos on his chest.

“Do you like what you see, princess?” he purrs while stalking toward you. He grips your shoulders and pushes you toward his desk. “I want you to bend over the desk and shut that pretty mouth of yours.”

“What? I thought you wanted to teach me…” you look up at him with wide eyes. “Oh—oh…”

“You see, I like a big ass I can grip while I fuck a girl from behind,” he dips his head to glance at your ass. “Bend over and push your pants down.”

“Sir…I,” you lick your lips. There is a prominent bulge in his pants when you drop your eyes to his crotch. “I can’t…I mean…what will my uncle think?”

“He’s a dick and baby,” he cups the back of your neck. His nose bumps against yours. He breathes in your face as his free hands cups your sex. He runs two thick fingers up and down your clothed sex until you whimper against him, “I want to fuck you while I grip your ass. Maybe put it up your ass too.”

“Mr. Smith, you’re working for my uncle, and I—” he silences your protests with his lips, greedily shoving his tongue into your mouth while he tugs at your jeggings. “I—you…”

“I will use you, princess,” he growls against your lips, “and you are going to love it, and thank me for the orgasm you’ll get.”

“Yes, d-addy,” you breathlessly moan against his lips. “You make me so…I can’t think straight close to you.”

It’s true. You are drifting toward your favorite headspace. A calm and warm place you are craving.

“You don’t have to think when you are with me,” he grins darkly. Negan saw right through you. The way you responded to him the first time you met told him everything he needed to know. “Daddy will take good care of you, princess. Now, be good…”

“I—yes,” you hastily push your jeggings down and kick your shoes off. You don’t get the chance to step out of your jeggings as Negan grabs your arms, twirls you around, and bend you over his desk. “Negan!”

“Daddy,” he slaps your ass roughly. “You’ll address me right, princess. If not,” another slap has you trembling. “I want you to be a good girl.”

He moves his hands over your ass, gripping your globes roughly. “Fuck, what I’ll give to fuck that ass,” he hums when you tell him you never took a cock up your ass. “Next time, I’ll get some lube and a nice butt plug for you, princess. We will open you up for daddy’s fat cock, won’t we.”

He kneads your flesh, making you moan and gasp. “Yes, daddy.”

“You’re such a nice and good girl for me,” he grips the elastic of your panties to shove the fabric down your trembling thighs. “I know you want to be good for me.”

“So good,” you mindlessly babble and whine as you feel him press himself against your naked ass. He grinds into you. “Please, daddy.”

“No begging. I hate it when girls beg,” he roughly grips your shoulders and pushes you down onto his desk. “I’ll have you now and you’ll take me like a good little slut.”

His pants hit the floor, along with his boxers while you lie on the desk, waiting for him to use you however he wants to. “Such a fucking cock-tease,” he grips his cock and gives it a few pumps, “walking around, swaying that ass. All I could think about was to fuck you all day.”

He steps out of his pants. “I’m sorry.”

“You will be after I’m done with this cunt,” he grits out. Neganpushes your asscheeks apart, hissing as his eyes land on your dripping cunt. “Nasty whore. You wanted it, huh?”

“Please…daddy.”

He slaps his cock against your pussy lips, making you whine. All you want at this point is to get filled and be good for Negan. “Shit, I’m so close to just coming all over your ass.”

Negan pants heavily as he teases your entrance. He doesn’t want to lose it too soon. But watching you all day in your tight little jeggings has him on the edge.

“Have my cock, princess,” he holds you down with one hand pressed to your lower back while shoving his cock inside of your cunt. You quiver at the intrusion.

“Big…so big…too big,” you whine as it’s too much. He goes slow, but there is so much of him you didn’t take yet, and he keeps on pushing inside.

“Take a deep breath and think of all the nice things daddy is going to do for you,” he slams his hips into your ass, groaning as he’s finally completely sheeted. “Shit, what a nice and tight little cunt for me to ruin.”

“Hmm…” you sniffle as you are stuffed to the brim. “Daddy…too much.”

“I know, princess,” he runs his warm hand up and down your back. “You’re doing so good for me. Just let me open your pussy up for me.”

“O-kay,” you choke out. “Please…”

“Relax,” he purrs while slowly sliding back out. “Daddy is going to fuck this pretty cunt open. Just take it.”

You feel his rough hands grip your ass. Negan slowly starts moving. In and out, in and out at a steady pace. All you can do is take him over and over again until you feel your core start to bloom.

“Daddy.”

“Fuck, I know. Your tight little pussy is already squeezing me so hard,” he grips your ass harder, fingertips digging into your flesh. “Shit…I’m gonna cum inside of your cunt and make you round. Do you want this, huh? Daddy’s babies growing inside of your belly.”

“Daddy…I…please.”

Negan ruts into you, groaning and cursing as you try to keep the noises low. You moan and babble while rocking your hips with Negan. “Fuck, this cunt is the best I ever had. I knew it the moment I saw you at that barbecue last year.”

Your eyes round as he keeps on telling you how he sneaked into your room and stole your underwear to fuck himself using one of your panties.

“I-I wore them. I knew something must be wrong. They were wet,” you gasp with every deep thrust. “I wore your cum.”

“That you did,” he curses loudly. “You’re a good girl. Sadly, you got sick and I didn’t get the chance to fuck you on your bed, right next to your plushies.”

“Oh-fuck…daddy,” you gush all over his cock, clamping hard down on his twitching length. He groans and curses while fighting his orgasm. He waited too long to cum so fast. “Please cum in me.”

“Shit…princess, yes,” he jerks his hips into your ass, cursing your name as he empties himself inside of you. “Daddy will fuck you for longer later.”

“Promised?” you coo as you grind against his softening cock. “Please?”

“All for my perfect little princess,” he leans over your body to kiss your hair. “Daddy wants you to be only his. He’ll take good care of you from now on…”

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[sweatyrickgrimes]

rick making out with a walker bc I think his crazy ass would

[fatrickgrimes]

More horrible doodles…

[sav1ored]

// Negan is definitely 100% dominant in all his relationships, or with his side quest. But it's rare for him to let a woman take charge in the bedroom. Personally, I don't see Negan ever letting a woman take control unless it's someone he truly loves and desires.

And of course, trust. Which that is such a big thing for him. To allow a woman to take charge. For example : a female muse riding him without Negan being the one to control the rhythm and the pacing. Like giving up all that to let her be in control.

( also when i say control i don't mean like pegging, or making him a bottom bitch cause my negan is not into anything like that. )

But yes, so just know in the bedroom he's the one demanding what he wants, and what position and tossing your muses around like a doll tbh. lmao !! with care of course. But yes, if he trusts you, it's such a big thing.

[psych0ruinz]

anywhosies Negan finding out Carl's trans and then spending an unhealthy amount of time thinking of breeding Carl and getting him pregnant.

just absolutely obsessed with impregnating Carl. to the point where Negan has trouble sleeping because its all he can think of at night.

[the-aj-archives]

Why does Negan talk about piss so much? Is there something he needs to admit?

[stunt-lads]

I need to write something Disgusting for myself

[loganlostitall]

Whew lordie… I have been working on day 1 of Kinktober for a week LMAO. It’s pushing 5k and I’ve barely dipped my toes into the smut, it ended up being angsty as fuck but I’m finally getting into the actual KINK part of goddamn KINKtober I’m so sorry y’all

I don’t think I’m gonna get all 31 days done but I can hope 💀

[a-writer-on-elm-street]

writing a praise kink fic for negan all because of a book i'm reading