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You move into a new neighborhood and have one hell of a hot neighbor. 

(I tried to find out how long Negan and Lucille were married but couldn't find it, if anyone knows please correct me.) NO BREAKOUT! WARNINGS~ P in V, fingering, licking, smut, pregnancy (just in case), hair pulling, swearing, If i missed any sorry. No beta reader, any mistakes are mine alone.

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It had been a year since Lucille had passed for Negan, and he never thought about moving on after losing his wife. 

That was until you moved in next door. The day you moved in, you had smiled and waved at him as he smoked his cigarette next to his bike that he had been working on when you drove up the road.

That day he watched you as you picked up heavy boxes and crates refusing the help that the men offered you. He pegged you to be a hardworking, no shit taking type of woman. He peaked over when you and a guy were raising your voices to have a disagreement about something, he liked how you stood your ground up against a man who was much larger than you. The sun started to set, and he watched as the trucks drove away and you walked inside the house, the porch light flickering on as you closed the door.

Negan could see you close your bedroom blinds but still your silhouette showed what you were doing, Negan couldn't help but watch as the dark shadow took of pieces of clothing, he should stop watching, stop being a creep, but he couldn't. He went to bed that night with his fist gripping his cock thinking of you.

The next morning you were up bright and early, ready to go for a run around the neighborhood. You got into your running shorts, sports bra and sneakers and started stretching on the porch, it was a quiet street, you took the chance to look over to your neighbor's house. He had been outside most of yesterday, two things caught your attention, the first his bike and the second how handsome his was. During moving in yesterday you found yourself glancing his way as he lay on the ground, fixing something underneath the bike, the way the shirt rode up a little showing off his happy trail. The way he would roughly wipe the grease off his hands, your mind wandering to those big hands wrapped around your body, inappropriate to think about seeing how you were just moving in. 

You started your run slow around the block, noting the streets and where they lead to, making a daily run plan in your head. Turning the corner to your street you see your neighbor outside once again working on his bike, you slowed as you approach him. "Morning" you say as you slow to a stop.  Negan stands up from his bike, wipes his hands on the rag and smiles at you. "Morning. You're certainly up early, names Negan, seems to me that we are neighbors" he says gruffly. "Yeah, we are, names Y/N. I saw you yesterday out here, she yours?" I nod to the bike. "Oh yeah I took her off my mate a while ago, needs a little TLC but she'll be up and running soon." "That good to hear." I smile at you. "So far you're the only neighbor I've seen out so early." Negan laughs, "The neighborhood is sort of filled with older folk, you and I are the oddballs here. Most of them come out in the afternoon when it starts cooling down." "Oh true, it's a nice area, was lucky to get this place, seemed like it was a popular house." Negan couldn't help but stare at you, looking you up and down as you chatted away. "You wanna come inside for a coffee or tea?" Negan offers throwing the rag over the bikes seat. "Yeah, I could go for a coffee, as long as I'm not interrupting your day?"

"Nah you're all good love." Negan chuckles and leads you inside. His house is nice and neat, you look around as he leads you to the kitchen. "Take a seat, I'll put the kettle on." You sit down at the counter and smile and watch him as he grabs the coffee cups. "Should have asked this earlier, but you got a girlfriend or wife that might get upset about another woman in her house with her man?" You speak softly. Negan places the cups down, along with the spoons, coffee and sugar. He looks at you and smiles weakly.

"I am a widower. Lost my wife just over a year ago to cancer." "I am so sorry; I didn't mean to make you up...." Negan interrupts you. "It's fine you didn't know; I get it you don't wanna be making enemies the first day you move in." He continues "Lucille well she would have loved you I think, she barely spoke to any of the people here, a young girl like you would have been perfect to talk to take on shopping trips, you know all that." Negan chuckles. "She sounds amazing. How long were you married for?" You ask as he grabs a photo of her off the fridge, you study it. They looked so happy. "Oh man would have been about 10 years." "Well, you look happy in this photo" You hand it back to him and smile. "I was, been down in the dumps since losing her. What about you? You got a man I should be worried about?" "Hell no, single as shit." You say as you watch him mix the coffee, milk and sugar with the spoon, "It's the reason I wanted to start new, new place, new men to check out, you know" You take the coffee cup from his hand and thank him.

"Bad break up?" He asks taking a sip. "Abusive ex, so yeah and no, the breakup was well and truly needed." "Fucking pathetic male hitting women, would never lay a hand on a woman in that kinda way." Negan says getting angry. "Well, he didn't like it when I finally snapped and knocked him the fuck out, he went to his side chicks house, and I hightailed it out of there."  "Abusive and a cheater, how the fuck did a nice girl like you get with that kinda guy?" "He was my brother's mate, we met at teens, hooked up and only when we lived together, he got abusive and controlling." 

Negan just nods and continues to drink his coffee, staring at you. "What?" You ask smiling. "Nothing, just can't believe some fucker would raise his hands to the likes of you." He rounds the counter getting closer to you. "He taught me one thing, how to stand up for myself." You say, almost in a whisper. Negan's hand comes out and gently touches your face, his thumb gently brushing across your cheek. You breathe hitches as you lock eyes with him. You take in the salt and pepper hair, his facial hair, the way he smells like gasoline and cologne.  "Y/N I know it's wrong, I just met you, but I can't explain why I felt drawn to you." You blush at his words; you felt the same. Since you laid eyes on him yesterday it was hard to not think about him.  "Please tell me you feel the same" He moves his face closer to yours. "I do" you respond, moving your face closer, your lips almost touching. He sighs and, in a blink, his lips are on yours, kissing you deeply. Your hands grip his chin, nails digging into his skin. His hands one travels to your neck, the other travels to your hair, gripping it tightly. Making you gasp as he pulls it. Negan slid you off the stool into his arms, never breaking the kiss as he made his way carefully to his bedroom. He kicked the door close behind him and walked over to the bed, placing you down gently, crawling on top of you, his hands making quick work of his shirt, tossing it to the side of the bedroom. You look down at his bare chest. He sat up and you followed him, your hands reaching out to touch the small amount of chest hair he had in the middle of his chest. You smiled up at him as you kissed his chest, working your way over to his nipple, you take it between your teeth biting it, getting a groan out of him.

Negan couldn't help the noises he was making, your teeth gently grazing over his chest, nipples and neck were so good. His arms wrapped around you as you moved close, nibbling your way up.

"Shit" he moans. You smile at him and start to undo your sports bra "I seem to be a little overdressed" you whisper, his hands stills yours.  "Allow me to fix that" He says pushing you back down to the bed, ripping the zipper of your bra down harshly, you move your arms out of the holes and it disappears into the room, at this point you don't care.

Next to go were your pants, Negan isn't gentle with them either, he grips both pants and underwear and pulls them down, tossing them, leaving you naked under him, you can see his pants are struggling to hide the erection he has going for you. "Fuck your beautiful" He says kissing your inner thighs, making you giggle a little.  "Sorry, it's the facial hair" you explain when he looks up at you and raises an eyebrow. Negan smiles and keeps kissing you, moving up closer to your wet core. The giggles turn into gasps as his tongue licks your slit. Not going inside, just teasing you. Your hand reaches out to his hair, gripping it, you try and push his face down, but he stops you. "Needy little bitch, aren't you?" He growls, his words turning you on more. You were never one for dirty talk, usually it would turn you off but when he says it, it's doing the exact opposite, feeling yourself get wetter from not only his tongue but your own want. You moan as he uses two thick fingers to spread your lips and his tongues circles your clit, you arch your back at the pleasure. Negan keeps licking adding the twonfibgers thay held your pussy opened to him, you feel filled with those two digits pumping inside you. He keeps licking your clit when fucking yoi with his fingers, first gently, then getting rougher and rougher, until you tell the orgasm you been building releases and he laps it up like his life depends on it.  When he moves over you, his face is wet with your juices. You smile at him and he brings his face closer "Go on baby, taste yourself" Negan waits for you to move closer to him, to kiss him, your tongue licking at your cum. "Fucking sweetest pussy I have ever tasted" He growls, he sits back as he undoes his pants, just enough to release his cock and line it up to your enterance. He kisses you deeply as he slides into your pussy, you gasp having to adjust to his size.  But once he is fully seated inside you he doesn't move. You both lay there, panting. "Such a nice warm little pussy, I think Ill just let you warm it a bit before I fuck you senseless." He smiles as you try to move your hips, desperate to fuck him but he stops your tries. Smacking you on the side of your ass "Naughty girl. Can't you wait a little bit?" "No" you whisper. Negan laughs as he pulls out, almost all the way only to push himself back into you fast, getting you to gasp and moan. He continues this torture. Out.......slowly. In....hard......out.....almost all the way, just the tip toying with your pussy. In hard, his balls slapping your skin. Your moans mix with his, the pleasure building up again. It wouldn't take to long for you to come again. Negan's thrusts were getting erratic, he couldn't hold off the oncoming orgasm much longer.  "Negan please....." "You close baby girl? You close?" Negan grunts thrusting again hard. "Mmmmmm yeah...." You moan, you feel yourself start to tighten.

"Oh my god, your gonna fucking milk me baby?" Negan says, going faster.  It takes 3 more thrusts and your cumming around his cock, arching your back as your pussy grips on to his cock as he continues pounding into you. Negan grunts loudly and moans as his movement stop and you feel his cock pumping inside you, releasing his seed into you.

He rolls off you, but bringing your body closer to his as he lays there, coming down from the high. Negan laid there, his heart racing, he could feel yours beating underneath his arm, causing him to smile. "Just know I don't usually jump into bed with neighbors" You say after a few minutes of silence. "Neither do I, but I just couldn't help myself." Negan kisses your neck.

"What happens now?" You ask.

2 YEARS LATER. You sit on Negan's lap as you watch another set of neighbors move into the street, the street was starting to get a lot of young folk. You lean back and smile as Negan nibbles your skin.  "That was you two years ago baby girl" Negan says as his hand toys with the helm of your shirt, gently rubbing over your swollen belly.  "Sure was." Your hand entwined with his. To some you and Negan moved fast into this relationship, within 6 months you were moving in with him, at 8 months he purposed marriage to you, 12 months you had a small wedding with your family attending. Now you sit on his front porch, 6 months pregnant expecting twins, a baby boy and a baby girl.  "I'm glad I moved into this street, I'm glad we met that day on my run."  You tell him.  "Oh trust me darling the feeling is very mutual." Negan says pulling your hair, making you arch back to give you a deep kiss. "Fuck" you whisper knowing that that alone was turning you on.  "Let's go inside baby" Negan says standing up with you in his arms, not allowing you to walk. You start kissing his neck as your wrap your arms around his neck. 

#daddy negan #jdm #jeffery dean morgan #negan smut #negan smith #negan x reader #negan fanfiction #twd negan #negan smith x you #the walking dead negan #negan x y/n

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You’ve heard of one shots, now get ready for none shots! It’s when you think of an idea for a fic and then don’t write it

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Guess the JDM movie!!!!!!

Him and fucking beanies, why does he look so hot with a fucking beanie on????

#jeffery dean morgan #jdm #guess the movie #daddy negan #negan smith #baby face jeffery dean morgan #young jdm

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The female urge to let him make me forget about my rights

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I was already saying Yes sir before even noticing the sign 😆 🤣

Yes, sir.

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“no man is truly perfect”

WRONG. MARC SPECTOR IS.

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Was watching 50 shades last night and this is how this idea came to be. Really no plot just a lot of smut. 

ENJOY WORD ~ 1219 Words.

WARNINGS ~ p in v, smut, bondage, f/m pairing, praise kink, swearing (Its Negan what did you expect from him), fingering, masturbation, pillow humping, edging. (No beta reading all mistakes are mine, sorry)

Negan had tied you to his bed in the morning while he went and had a quick meeting with Simon and the other Saviour's, this was not unusual for him to do as a form of control over you. He knew that if you had your hands tied, you couldn't cum by your own hand, not only did he own all of the Sanctuary, but he also made it his mission to own all your orgasms.

But the throbbing coming from between your legs was almost too much for you to bear, he had teased you to the edge of your first orgasm of this morning but then Simon being Simon had impeccable timing for interrupting your little session, Negan would have normally told him to fuck off but this time it was different, Simon had made it sound urgent so Negan quickly tied you up and now you lay there, waiting. 

You started rubbing your naked thighs together hoping for some kind of stimulation, but nothing happened, it just wasn't the same, you tested the rope and when you realized it was lose enough to flip yourself over you did so, getting up to your knees. 

You managed to push the pillow you had been laying on down to your thighs, and you straddled it, wiggling into position and once you had it sitting right, putting stimulation on your clit you started rubbing yourself over it. It didn't take you to long to lose yourself in the moment, the pleasure moving up throughout your body, enough so you didn't hear the door open and shut announcing Negan's return.

Negan stood in the bedroom doorway watching you ride his pillow and shook his head, he had left you alone for 30 minutes and this is how he found you upon his return, he wasn't complaining but he was about to punish you for you clear disregard for the rules.

He walked quietly over to his dresser, your moans and mews filling the air, he could feel himself getting hard at the noises you were making but he told himself to wait, he opened his drawer and pulled out a small paddle and snuck up to you, hitting your behind, startling you. Making you move off the pillow and kneel on the bed.

"What have I told you about pleasing yourself without me?" His voice deeper than usual. I sit on the bed, pillow forgotten about, my cheek hurting a little from the paddle hitting it. I look down to the bed. Negan chuckles and grabs Lucille, places her gently under your chin, lifting your face to look at him. "Don't make me repeat myself Y/N." He said, Lucille's wire digging into your skin. You respond in a quiet voice, "Negan owns all my orgasms and pleasuring myself without permission means I can be punished in whichever Negan feels necessary."

"So why did I find you humping a pillow like a little slut?" 

You blush at his words. "I needed a little release." Lucille is moved from your chin. "And you couldn't wait for me because?" His voices trail off as he places Lucille back down, still holding the small paddle in his hand.

"I don't know why I couldn't wait." "So my pillow is it better than my cock little one?" He asks dropping the paddle on the bed, undoing his belt from his pants, followed by his zipper.

You shake your head as you watch his hands working on his pants.  "What was that?" He asks again as he kicks his pants and underwear off, leaving his cock out, already hard for you to see.  "No Negan the pillow isn't as good as your cock" You respond, you feel yourself getting wet just looking at him. 

Negan slowly takes off his jacket, noting your eyes glued to his cock, he throws the jacket and shirt into the room and grabs hold of his erect cock, smirking at you. "You are practically drooling little one" He gives himself a tug, watching you bite your lip and push your knees together. "Ohhhhh you want this?"  "Yes" you say all too quickly, watching him give himself another tug on himself, a moan comes from him. "I don't think you deserve this cock" He grunts again, his finger rubbing over the head of his cock. "I do Negan" You try tugging at your restraints, but they won't loosen, you want to use your hands on him, your mouth.  "I think you should ride the pillow instead" He releases himself and forces you to straddle the pillow again, facing you at the head off the bed.  "Go on little one, ride this fucking pillow as I jerk myself off at you." The paddle hits your cheek again, the sound of the smack filling the air. You slowly move your hips back and forth as you hump the pillow, your eyes never leaving his, you can hear the sound of his hand working over his cock and you whimper as you get closer again to cumming.

"Not yet little one, I haven't given you permission to come yet" He slaps your ass again with the paddle. You moan at the feeling, "I'm close Negan."  Negan grunts, his hand working faster over himself, he knows your close, so is he, but he doesn't want to come into his hand. You watch as he moves onto the bed and smacks your ass again as you stop humping the pillow, "Keep riding that fucking pillow' He growls as he pushes two fingers into your wet cunt, making you moan louder. Your hips working faster. on the pillow. "You're a fucking dirty little one aren't you, fucking my pillow while my fingers are deep inside you." "Yes Negan." you managed to get out as he thrusts another finger into your tight cunt. 

He grabs your hair, pulling your head back, taking his fingers out and shoving his cock into you with force that made him grunt and you scream his name. "That's it little one, scream my name, let them know who is fucking you right now." He grunts again, his thrusts getting harder and harder, your clit rubbing onto the pillow. Negan pulls your head back enough to give your lips a hard passionate kiss as he pounds you. "Cum on my cock little one" He growls abusing your pussy with his dick, the sounds of moans and skin slapping fills the room. You finally feel your walls clenching onto his cock as you cum, your legs shaking from the powerful orgasm.

Negan grunts as he feels your pussy walls gripping him as you cum, it basically pulls the orgasm he has been holding out of him, his hot cum spurts into you and fills your pussy, both your juices mixing as you sit there, panting and sweaty.

Negan is still semi hard when he pushes you down onto the bed, wanting to keep himself and his seed inside you as long as possible. You lay there panting, wrapped in his arms. "See what happens if you just follow the rules." He whispers brushing the hair out of your face. You smile at him "I am sorry Negan; I should have waited for your return."  "That's my good girl" He grips your chin and kisses you deeply. 

#daddy negan #jeffery dean morgan #negan smith #jdm #negan smut #JDM smut #negansmut #daddy jeffery dean morgan

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Attention

A/N: Did some smut for Steven and now Marc needed the same. :)

Marc Spector x fem!reader

Summary: While you and Marc were at a bar, a drunk man was flirting with you. Marc didn't like that, he brought you back home and showed you how much you belong to him.

Tags: PinV, dirty talk, mature themes, Marc being a teasing machine, possessive Marc.

You can't remember why you didn't push that guy away, maybe because of the drinks you had? The only thing you remembered was that the guy came to you when Marc went to the toilet, and when he came back he must have seen you doing nothing against that guy while he was having his arm around your shoulders and almost kissed you. But Marc quickly showed that prick his place, grabbing him by the shoulders, pulling him off you and grabbing your hand to get you of the bar.

Back at Marc's place, he brought you to his bedroom and started kissing you, trailing his lips over your collarbone and neck "Whydidyouletthatguytouchyou?" Marc mumbled against your skin, continuing with the kisses. "What did you say?" You asked, not sure if you heard him right. Marc pulled back, looking into your eyes "Why did you let that guy touch you?" He repeated, leaning down again and showering you with kisses while his hands were roaming over your body, moving towards your pants and undoing them. "I tried moving away from him, but he slung his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close, trying to kiss me. That's when you came and pulled him off." You answered, feeling the hard outline of his cock rubbing against your thigh. "That's right, I showed that prick his place, honey. Want me to remind you of yours aswell?" he trailed his lips down your neck, nibbling the spots he knew would make you shiver.

"M-Marc..." you moaned, unable to resist arching into him as his teeth grazed your skin.

"Yes, beautiful?" He chuckled, his fingers slowly trailing downwards your belly, teasing you as they dipped lower and slipping inside your panties. His fingers grazed your folds, already finding them wet. Marc was always great at teasing, he just knew how to touch you right and make you flutter.

"Honey I haven't even started touching you properly. You sure you can handle me?" His fingers ever so slightly increased the pressure, making you moan in response.

"Fuck, you always look so good like this, I love it. But you gotta save it up, I don't want you cumming around nothing." Marc slightly curled his fingers so that his fingertips ghosted over your clit perfectly. You swore you were almost about to cum right then and there.

With a growl Marc ripped your panties off and tossed them into the corner of the room. He unzipped his jeans but didn't pull his cock out, "Don't worry, you'll get my cock soon enough, I just wanna play with your leaking fountain down there a bit longer before I'll make it swallow my cock."

Marc ran his index finger slowly along your folds, making your eyes roll back into your skull. He trailed kisses along your jawline while grinding himself against you.

"You gonna tease me all night?" You let out a chuckle, making him look into your eyes, "No, I'm just making you forget what happened and turn all your attention on me." Marc reached down and finally pulled his thick cock out and ran it teasingly along your pussy.

"This pussy is mine, just like you, baby." He slowly entered you inch by delicious inch, making your muscles tightening around him. The stretch of his cock made you instinctively arch your back "Shit, Marc, please don't torture me like that." you moaned.

Marc suddenly thrusted himself to the hilt into you "A pussy like yours needs to be treated good. We don't want it to clamp down on me too fast, hm?" Marc slowly started moving

"Who does this pussy belong to, huh?" His hips rolled in smooth motion as his mouth moved to your collarbone and started to graze his teeth over your skin once again.

"You, Marc. Always have, always will, baby." You whimpered, moving your hands to his shoulders and digging your nails into his skin slightly.

"Mhh-mmm, yeah that's right. This sweet pussy belongs to me, and it only gets my cock to squeeze around. Not some fucking stranger at a bar." He increased his thrusts and lightly bit down on your shoulder, making your cunt squeeze him. Your moans filled the room, his lips trailed back to your neck, sucking hard enough on your skin to make hickeys form on it.

"Marc, please don't stop." You moaned, your fingers digging further into his back as his thrusts became faster and harder, "I gotcha baby."

At this rate, you felt your orgasm approach fast. He felt it too and slammed into you until you were a moaning and whimpering mess underneath him. Soon enough, your orgasm ripped through you, your cunt clamping down on Marc's cock, making him loose control and his thrusts becoming erratic. Marc came inside you, filling you with his cum.

"Fuck that was perfect, like always." You breathed out as Marc pulled out.

"Never disappoint ourselves, huh?" Marc chuckled and rolled beside you on the bed.

You both lay there, exhausted but satisfied before Marc sat up straight "Tell you what, let's go take a refreshing shower and after that I'll order something for us. Sound good?" His hand moved up to your head and stroked your hair lovingly.

"Sounds good. How about our usual Pepperoni Pizzas and drinks? Some spice after never disappoints." You smiled at him.

"Agreed. Now let's go to the bathroom and shower." Marc grabbed your hand and pulled you up onto your feet.

You grabbed the discarded clothes and quickly threw them into the laundry basket, but Marc called out from the Bathroom

"The water's already running, you better get in here before I tell our delivery guy to put extra spice onto your Pizza."

You've never bolted into the bathroom faster.

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I literally can't die if I haven't smoked w this man😩

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~10,000 icons, 200x100, slightly sharpened of Jeffrey Dean Morgan as Negan Smith in The Walking Dead, season 7.

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They are spoiling us now 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

Two seasons of Night manager with Tom Hiddleston????? That's a dream coming true!!!!!

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Warnings: It's Negan. Negan is always a warning. language (duh), innuendo, and sexual content in this one lol a little extra spicy today!

Your knife was tickling at his Adam's apple. "I need you to listen to me very fucking carefully," you growled up at Negan. "You are on my last fucking nerve. Do you actually want me to hurt you?"

Negan's tongue swept out over his lower lip and he smiled despite the blade you were holding to him. "Don't fuckin' tempt me, doll..." he said, smiling. His eyes crinkled at the corners and seemed to spark.

That seemed to unbalance you and you stepped away and let him peel himself off the wall, some of your fire diminishing. He was still smirking. "Jesus," you said, rolling your eyes. "Get a fucking therapist, dude."

"Who needs therapy when you can have rough sex? I think it would solve a lot of our problems," he said with a smirk, straightening his leather jacket.

You pinched the bridge of your nose. "Oh my God..."

Prompt: "Do you actually want me to hurt you?" / "Don't tempt me." / "Get a therapist, dude." A/N: Happy Wicked Wednesday!

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I wouldn't complain about a pillow fight with hiddles.

Well that escalated quickly, Tom