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HOME ALONE

Summary: Y/N is home alone for the weekend while her parents are away. While being home alone during the holidays, her friendly neighbor Negan decided to drop by even if it is uninvited.

Warnings: not fully edited, smut, cursing, oral sex (fem receiving), age gap (the reader is in her 20s, and Negan is in her 40s), Negan being a total perv!, breaking into houses!, Stalker vibes!,reader unaware of sexual actions!, tremendous sexual tension, references to the movie Home Alone, and small daddy k!nk.

A KINKMAS STORY

Each year was the same.

Y/N would come home from the holidays, and her parents would take their annual trip the weekend before Christmas. She would be alone in the house to house-sit, which was honestly something she looked forward to.

Her mother was far from a Scrooge when it came to Christmas.

The house was decked out from top to bottom in Christmas decorations and looked more like Santa's workshop. Her mother and father would pull everything out during Thanksgiving dinner and decorate while watching their annual Christmas movies the following night.

Y/N knew the routine like a storybook.

It was Friday evening, and the sun was already down. It was so early, but it felt so late with the time change. Y/N's parents just left hours ago for the beach for the weekend. Since she moved off to college, her parents always asked if she would house-sit for them, and she happily agreed.

Y/N's parents lived in a high community, bigger houses all lined up in a row together. Some are separated by fences, and some are close to their neighbors. Her father and mother had prestigious jobs high up in the community. YN's parent's house sat next to the end leading into the community, across from one of her favorite neighbors, Negan Smith.

Ever since moving into the community in her teens and attending her last two high school years, she felt utterly obsessed with him. What she loved most was that the main window in her room lined up directly to his bedroom window. It was like a match made in heaven. Negan was a friendly neighbor; he was quiet but helped her father with a lot of work around the house when needed. He would be invited to the barbecues and parties often, getting to know her parents quite well. This gave Y/N the chance to get more flirty with her hot neighbor when turning eighteen. She eventually went to college, visiting during her breaks and some weekends.

She loved getting home and seeing Negan outside mowing the yard, maybe even sitting on his porch. How she would catch his smirk at her, greeting her back home. Negan couldn't help but find the younger woman attractive, getting into her twenties and becoming a fine young woman. She'd always been very mature for her age, keeping a steady conversation with him, not showing how nervous she really was. Y/N let the crush keep growing; even though she never acted on it, she did believe Negan felt the same way about her.

Y/N was never sure, but when she was home during her breaks, she felt eyes on her during times in her room. Her window was quite large, with longer blinds resting to the side most of the time. She knew she kept them open for a reason; she wanted him to stare. She would walked in her pj shorts, and Y/N sometimes would even be in a towel. Her hair would be drenched, sitting beside her vanity brushing her hair… Negan hated how he would peak over. He got smart, even buying new blinds to watch her; he felt so sick. Negan knew it was wrong to watch this younger woman for years. He would feel like it was a show just for him when she would come home.

Sometimes, he would wake up during the nights she was home, peaking over and seeing part of her bed and how her figure showed in her darker room.

Negan felt like such a creep.

This Friday evening, however, she was home alone. She was alone in that big house, and Negan felt a dark thought creep into his head. He knew he could happily sneak in and take full advantage of what she'd been showing off for years across the street. She had to want him as much as he wanted her, right? Negan knew she must have known the blinds were open, especially when she was naked.

Y/N had just got dinner ready after her parents left a few hours ago; she made her a nice healthy dinner for one. She knew she wanted to crack open a wine bottle, curl up beside the Christmas tree, and watch a movie, perhaps. She was in her comfortable matching set, letting her shirt slide over her shoulder. Y/N had everything cleaned up, and one of her favorite Christmas movies was waiting on the TV.

Home Alone

Before she could get the movie started, she heard the doorbell. Which made Y/N jump, knowing it had to be Negan or one of her many other neighbors. She swung open the front door, revealing the attractive older male. A smirk plastered on his face, sending chills down her spine. She shot her warm smile, resting and seeing someone she felt comfortable with. "Hey, sweetheart, just wanted to check on ya." His southern accent dragged out, eyeing her closely. Y/N couldn't help but snicker. “I am a big girl, Negan." She smiled, "I can take care of myself." Y/N eyed his features the way he leaned against the doorway of her more extended porch. His smile was still thick, his teeth grazing his bottom lip, letting his eyes wander. "Don't need anything? A young woman like yourself does not need to be home alone." Negan wanted to suggest that he could stay, even if it was for a couple hours. He wanted them to be with her. Y/N let the temptation boil in her stomach, biting her lip at the thought of what could happen if he stayed.

"We have pretty tight security around here. My daddy makes sure this house is safe." Y/N innocently flashed a smile at Negan, who seemed a little speechless from her choice of words. His face was reddened more, clearing his throat. "If you need anything, doll, I am just a knock next door." He winked at her, leaving her by herself once more.

Negan knew her game, a little cat-and-mouse game. That was always fun.

Y/N got herself settled after the short time with Negan, she felt like she scared him away by her comment. Maybe she should have kept her mouth shut and invited him in. Would he even joined her?

Y/N curled up on her sofa in the main room of the house, the tv hung over the lit fireplace. Home Alone echoed through the house, she sipped her wine she had made. Y/N felt cozy and settled letting herself be into the movie not caring about her surroundings. The movie was comforting to her reminding her of her childhood, it was a cute Christmas movie.

Y/N heard a slight bump breaking her trance that was lost in the movie. Her hands tight around the blanket, observing around her. The house was old, the wind would make the house creek. She’d been there plenty of times alone, she was not going it to affect her now. The younger woman cozied back up, pulling the blanket close keeping her focus back on the movie. Something though felt different, felt like eyes were on her. It made the hairs on her neck stand, she couldn’t exactly figure out why.

Y/N knew she was home alone.

Y/N tried to ignore that feeling stirring in her stomach, that strange feeling that someone was watching her. She kept herself the whole time watching the movie not moving an inch away from the couch. Her head would even turn at times though checking her surroundings for anything that may have been causing that feeling. Maybe her anxiety finally getting the best of her.

Y/N let the movies credits play with the Christmas music echoing her ears, cleaning up the living area getting ready for bed. Her eyes moved to the window across from her, she could see Negan’s house across from her with most of the lights on. Christmas lights wrapped around his bushes brightening his house more. For a single man’s house it looked quite cheerful.

Most of his curtains shut off the lights reflecting on the outside, but she could have swore she saw shiloutee movie from the curtains. Maybe it was her imagination. Y/N knew her mind played games with her. Y/N cleaned up her dishes in the sink, loading the dishwasher getting herself ready for bed. Y/N’s room was located all the way up the flight of stairs towards the end of the hallway, still decorated how she left before college.

Still decorated in that ugly purple and pink colors she used to love her junior year of high school. Y/N remembered that was her last time re doing her room begging her mom for everything in those colors. Mostly her room was covered in old school posters, old pictures with friends and family, and girly shit she used to love. Y/N laid out her new night clothes she wanted to sleep in, not even bothering shutting the curtain. Her eyes would shift at times over just to see if she could catch a glimpse of him. His bedroom window was open, his curtains moved to the side. Pitch blackness covered his room. Y/N couldn’t keep her eyes away staring into the empty room, by now he would be up stairs she would see him at times getting ready before shutting his curtain off. Her eyes brows furrowed moving away to her bathroom for a quick shower.

Being quick and out of the shower, she let her wet locks fall in her face holding the dry hair by a bun resting on top of her head. Y/N wrapped a thicker towel around her, rushing to her bedroom where she left the warm heater on. She dried herslef off letting the towel be removed from her. Y/N saw in her periful vision Negan’s bedroom light flick on. Holding he longer night gown, she covered her top peering over. No one showed up in the now lit room, nor even shut the window she knew was letting the cold breeze in. Y/N felt beyond confused watching the light flick back off, it was like his house haunted teasing her from across the street. Y/N scoffed, rolling her eyes annoyingly, she should not want this man to watch her. It was a creepy thing to do and if another man did it that was not him she may have called cops already if she was already this suspicious.

Y/N had herself curled up in bed in no time, her thick blankets tucked around her. The Christmas lights of houses reflecting some into her room, giving a slight comfort. The house quiet, the heater creating nosies when clicking off and on during the night.

It was nearing about 4AM.

It had been hours.

Hours of waiting and watching.

Negan felt such like a creep, he just kept repeating it to himself. Negan jumped the gate leading to her back porch, the night was chilly. His adrenaline was up slowly picking the locks of her back door. Should he be doing this?

Negan knew that this would be the only way he had guts to make a move, no matter how awful it looked.

The locks were tricky, both top and bottom locks were secured, hearing the clicks of the door was stasfying to his ears. He breathed out in a side of relief, walking in quietly. The house was dark, only the Christmas tree lit the living area. Stockings were hung by the fireplace that was recently used. Negan closed to door quietly, locking the locks back.

He observed the surroundings trying to be quiet not to wake her and startle her. Negan crept up the stairs slowly making his way to her bedroom where she was fast asleep. Her hand draped over the pillow beside her, her room filled with her own Christmas tree that was lit. Negan tried to stay in the darker parts of her room, his nerves finally catching up to him. Guilt slowly entered his head, this was a really sick.

Like really fucked up.

Negan finally built up the courage to pull the covers slightly up, enough for him to quickly go underneath. A few movements came from Y/N, that made Negan freeze in place. Being underneath the covers she slept in a long sleeve shirt, that was extremely oversized. Her legs were bare, Negan couldn’t help let his finger tips graze the bottom of her ankles up slowly.

Y/N twitched a little in her sleep. Negan kept his movements soft and slow. Letting him lay beside her underneath the covers letting his fingers rise more. She looked peaceful laying there, a few deeper breaths came from her. Negan reached underneath the sweatshirt feeling her underwear. Rubbing gently around her covered clit, caused a few stirs from Y/N.

Negan could feel his nerves racing, his thoughts were foggy. Negan’s fingers slipped her underwear down her leg, she hummed out a little. Negan knew now there was no going back, he wanted to get caught. He wanted her to know what he was doing to her, how good he was making her feel. His hands bawled up the loose underwear of her now, the lace rubbing against his fingers.

Negan growled at her damp pussy. Her legs closed together, Y/N’s eyes twitched, her whole body adjusting. Negan’s fingers found his way down her naked clit, brushing his fingers against it. Negan could feel her hands pull the sheets between her fingers, a few whimpers falling from her lips.

His guilt became more consumed with pleasure and desire. Negan wanted her, he had to make her his girl.

Y/N’s body now closer to Negan, feeling her legs brush against his. Her body started to stir, Negan tessed her clit more.

Negan didn’t want to scare her, he knew she was waking up. “It’s just me doll.” His voice rang out, wheather she could hear him or not. Y/N’s eyes opened slowly, feeling hands around her. Her body tingled, she ached down there. Y/N moaned out hearing a voice, she knew she felt she must be dreaming.

“Y’know how much I think about you.” A familiar voice rang through her ears. Her eyes opened to a dim lit room, letting her eye adjust. Y/N saw Negan right in her bed, realizing his hands touching her. She gasped out as his hands covered over mouth.

Negan’s hand cupped her, she bit back a moan underneath his hand. Y/N eyes met his, they were darker than those times she saw him before. “All home alone, didn’t have no traps set up for in intruders?” He chuckled, his voice even seemed darker. Y/N couldn’t help but feel turned on, she wondered her how her into her home.

She knew she always locked up.

She shouldn’t find this hot.

“You could have invited me in for the movie,” Negan’s lip curled, “Made this a whole date.” Y/N whimpered out not knowing what to say or do. “How-How did you get in?” She finally got out, her head tried to wrap around what was going on. Negan chuckled once more. “Just picking the lock and a little determination honey.” Y/N moaned out, Negan growled and in the blink of an eye, had his lips on hers. Negan moved his hand to her throat, he gave it a gentle squeeze, sending a chill down the woman’s spine. His lips roughly press his lips to hers.

Negan’s kiss was hungry; his mouth devouring hers lips, tongue — Y/N’s hands clutching his shoulders as lips moved to her neck. Moving his hands to pull her longer shirt up, he let it drop to the side before lowering his body over hers. Pressing his lips to her neck, he used both hands to cup Y/N’s bare breasts to his face, and feeling his warm tongue graze both of her nipples. Y/N could feel herself get close from his fingers, playing her pussy.

Negan pulled the sheets off her more seeing her bare naked body, Y/N could feel herself slef get a little insecure. The rush from Negan’s fingers fogging out the memory. “Look at my beautiful girl,” He grunted in awe, feeling like he could read her mind. Negan groaning at the sight of her completely spread before him, pink and smooth and glistening with Y/N’s slick arousal. She’d been wet from the moment Negan played with her pussy. Negan leaned forward to lay a sloppy kiss over her wet heat and all those thoughts of shame faded away.

“Fuck—" Y/N cursed, tossing her head back as his mouth found her clit with ease, his tongue darting forward to caress the tiny bundle of nerves as he used his lips to suck it further into his mouth. Instinctively, Y/N’s back arched and her hips lifted off the mattress to be closer to his mouth as he feasted on her. Negan slid his hands beneath her to grip her ass. His eyes traveled up to her face. He’d waited far too long to see Y/N at his mercy, and he wasn’t going to miss a goddamn second of it.

“After all those years staring from the window across the street, I finally get a taste.” Negan groaned out licking a strip up her pussy. Y/N knew he had been staring at her, that feeling of being watched. Invading her privacy but she wanted that attention.

“And now you’re mine, daddy’s girl.”

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DON’T BLAME ME

Summary: based on Taylor Swift’s Don’t Blame Me. Y/N L/N has always struggled with relationships. She thought she found her Prince Charming with each guy she dated. Each one ended up in disaster until Negan Smith came along.

Warnings: 18+, smut, Taylor Swift song (maybe a warning to some folks), the song uses the imagery of using drugs, fluff, aftercare! Dom! Negan, description of rough sex, age gap (the reader is in the late 20s and Negan is in later 40s), reader has a heavy dating history!, mentions of cheating, reader! is a high school teacher!, cursing!, semi! public sex ( they have sex at the school), slight sir kink, unprotected sex, reader does not a have fully description (does wear glasses and skirts), daddy kink!, quickie sex!, and not fully edited!

A/N: Boarder is by me🥰, it’s not perfect but I have been playing with them on Picsart. I found the reputation snake on google! It’s a pretty short one shot and mainly just straight smut, not too much of a story.

Don't blame me, love made me crazy

If it doesn't, you ain't doin' it right

Lord, save me, my drug is my baby

I'll be usin' for the rest of my life

Y/N always felt that she would eventually find the right person for her. She understood it might take some time, but she didn't know how long it would take. Y/N had been in many relationships with various men, some lasting for a few years while others lasted only a few months or weeks. Y/N felt embarrassed about some of her past relationships and sometimes cringed at the memories of those she had been with.

I've been breakin' hearts a long time, and

Toyin' with them older guys

Just playthings for me to use

Y/N's life took a dramatic turn after graduating from college. She discovered that her boyfriend had been cheating on her with one of her closest friends, shattering her heart into a million pieces. Determined to start afresh, she moved away from her old town to start a new life. She landed a teaching job at a local high school, where she met some amazing friends who made her life vibrant and exciting. With her new-found positivity and zest for life, Y/N is now living the life of her dreams!

Something happened for the first time, in

The darkest little paradise

Shakin, pacin', I just need you

Y/N's heart skipped a beat when she met Negan Smith, the charming PE teacher who had every female teacher vying for his attention. Despite the distractions, Y/N was drawn to him, and fate brought them together at a Halloween Party in the local gym. As they escorted the event, they found themselves sharing more than just a punch bowl, and their connection was electric.

Y/N knew her class would tease her, and they continued later on until the Winter Formal Dance. Negsn finally asked her to go for a drink after both chaperoning the dance. That night was memorable, not just catching kids doing it in the parking lot but doing it in the parking lot with Negan herself.

Negan made her feel more alive, giving her something she’d never felt. The way he pounded her in the backseat of his truck outside the school after everyone had left after getting them a drink at a local bar in town. Y/N had never been cared for like that, especially the first time with someone. He treated her like a queen and touched her in all the right places.

For you, I would cross the line

I would waste my time

I would lose my mind

They say, "She's gone too far this time"

Y/N and Negan finally officially started dating after the New Year and Valentine's Day was approaching. It was their first one together. Y/N was never a big fan of the holiday, but Negsn wanted to make it memorable for her. Sadly the day fell on a school day, and the school was filled with horny teenagers. Y/N and Negan were just horny teenagers themselves if you looked closely. The way they shared glances in the hallway during breaks. They would be eating each other alive.

Y/N wanted Negan took take her into his office, throw her over his desk, and fuck her until it broke underneath her. She would do anything for this man; he was her true love, and Y/N knew it as well as Negan did.

2:57PM

Finally, the kids left the building, most lingering, waiting on rides or meeting with other teachers. Y/N was grading a few tests from a few days ago; she’d been entirely behind. She was distracted, and Y/N knew exactly what the distraction was, too.

Don't blame me, love made me crazy

If it doesn't, you ain't doin' it right

Lord, save me, my drug is my baby

I'll be usin' for the rest of my life

Y/N's heart was racing as she frantically flipped through the answer key, trying to find the correct answers. The room was messy, with papers and tests scattered over her desk. Suddenly, there was a faint knock on the door. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked up and saw Negan, the handsome coach from her last class, standing in the doorway. He was still dressed in gym clothes, his muscles bulging under his shirt. With a sly smile, he scanned over her, and she felt herself getting lost in his piercing gaze.

He looked hot in anything..

Her lips pierced, tapping her pencil against her desk. “What do you need, Mr. Smith?” Y/N played innocently; she’d been teasing all day. She wore Negan’s favorite outfit, that skirt that hugged her curves. She dressed with that white button top tucked in, letting her ass be out. It was so tempting for Negsn to go up and slap it all day. Negan could have grabbed her at any moment, thrown her in any classroom, and made her cock drunk on a teacher's desk.

Negan was utterly smitten with this woman and there was nothing he wouldn't do for her. She was his ultimate dream girl, and he couldn't resist the urge to see her. As he shut the door behind him, the blind on her window quickly came down. The younger woman's heart raced as she watched Negan slowly make his way towards her, causing her to tense up with anticipation.

Y/N felt butterflies in her stomach as Negan approached her. "What the hell are you thinking?" he asked, his eyes growing darker. Y/N stood up from her rolling chair and touched his chest to stop him. "Not here, Negan," she said. "Even if you want to, I have a lot of tests to grade."

Negan chuckled. It was a darker laugh. His hand grabbed hers that rested on his chest. Y/N tried to pull away, but he gripped her hand from leaving his side. “Negan, baby,” Y/N breathed out; she knew she was getting turned on, “We don’t need to do this.”

Negan bit his lip in desire, pushing her to the wall behind her. It was with force that Negan’s hands wrapped around her throat, his lips crashing into hers. “You know you want to, baby.” Negan’s voice could have made her legs tremble. His hands went to her legs, raising her tighter skirt. Y/N’s eyes moved to the door; luckily, the windows in her classroom blinds were closed. Negsn had the skirt resting on her upper hips, her panties out to see.

My name is whatever you decide

And I'm just gonna call you mine

I'm insane, but I'm your baby (your baby)

Negan had his forehead resting against hers, and his eyes could not move away from hers. “Fuck me, sir,” Y/N giggled, pointing over to her desk, “throw me over my desk and fuck me.” Negan grabbed her, wrapping her around him. She squealed, and Negan cut her off by pulling her into another kiss. His lips moved with hers perfectly, slamming the papers she had been grading onto the ground. He laid her down on the wooden desk, wrapping her legs around him.

He pulled down her skirt, throwing his shorts to the side. Y/N tried to keep quiet, but Negsn and her could not get caught. “You gonna be quiet for daddy?” Negan whispered in her ear, unbuttoning her too slowly. With each pop, Y/N's nails dug more deeply into the side of her desk. She knew it would leave indents.

“Yes, Daddy, we need to be quick,” Y/N muttered. Negan got her bent over on her desk. Y/N had her ass up as Negan fucked her from behind. Pushing her face into the desk, Y/N had her hand covering her moans. Negan kept his groans quiet, sweat forming on top of his forehead.

Negan’s chest rested on her bare back, whispering in her ear. “You’re mine, y’know, sweetheart,” Negan was driving her crazy, her pussy clenched around his cock, “You’re making me crazy.” Negan’s thrust was getting sloppier, Y/N’s eyes closed. His words were growing butterflies in his stomach. It felt so overstimulating. She barely was taking everything when Negan started playing with her clit.

“I’m yours.” Y/N moaned out, which made Negan smile ear to ear.

And baby, for you, I would fall from grace

Just to touch your face

If you walk away

I'd beg you on my knees to stay

Negan felt himself growing closer, his hands digging deeper into Y/N's sides. The way her ass was bouncing on his cock, drew his attention, feeling himself seconds away from coming inside her perfect pussy. Everything about her was for him, made just for him. “I’m about to come inside you, doll.” Negan felt himself come inside of her, continuing his thrust slower. He was trying to catch his breath, and he knew Y/N was close. He knew her body like the back of his hand.

I get so high, oh

Every time you're, every time you're lovin' me

You're lovin' me

Trip of my life, oh

Every time you're, every time you're touchin' me

You're touchin' me

“Come around my cock, baby,” Negan commanded her, and right after his sentence, he could feel Y/N break underneath him. He covered her mouth, feeling the vibrations of her moans against his palm. “That’s right, that’s my girl.” Negan praised her, kissing her neck gently.

Y/N couldn't resist the thrill of being with Negan. With every move he made, her heart raced faster and faster. He was the adventure she had been waiting for, the man of her dreams who made her feel alive. Y/N had been searching for someone like him for ages - someone who would treat her like royalty, shower her with affection, and make her feel like the most important person in the world. With Negan, she finally found what she had been looking for.

“I’d do anything for you, Negan.” Y/N slipped her skirt back on, standing on her tiptoes, her lips meeting his. “Yeah, it seems, sweetheart,” Negan laughed, getting his clothes back on, “We just fucked in your classroom.” Y/N snickered at his comment, pulling her hair from her buttoned white shirt. “Love made me a little crazy.” Y/N teased; Negan playfully grabbed her, causing her to laugh, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Now let me take you on that special Valentine's date, crazy girl.”

Don't blame me, love made me crazy

If it doesn't, you ain't doin' it right (doin' it right, no)

Lord, save me, my drug is my baby

I'll be usin' for the rest of my life