Black Sunshine | Cegan

Chapter 1/1

Carl splayed his long fingers over Negans chest and shuddered. "Like how that feels baby boy?"

Negan was answered with an icy one eyed glare, but the teen rolled his hips again and gasped. The man's fingers were pinching at his nipples now and it made his mind go blank.

Fuck.

Fucking Negan.

He was currently on his couch, straddling the older man's thigh, grinding his currently dripping hole on his leg through their pants.

Why had Negan threatening to fuck his eye been so hot? If he hadn't said anything, Carl could've hidden his arousal. But here he was, leaking slick, under the gaze of a very possessive alpha.

"Come on princess," he purred, forcing carl to look up at him. "You gonna do much more besides get my leg wet?" A dirty smirk spread on his lips. "How about my cock dollface? You wanna squirt on that?"

His words turned Carl's face pink. No one had ever spoken to him like that before. The words were settling under his skin and burning into his muscles; his bones. "You can't just...fucking say shit like that..."

Another roll of his hips and he forgot what he was even upset about. More slick was rolling down his thighs, pouring out of him. So much that Negan's jeans were soaked through with a dark spot the size of his hand. Maybe bigger.

"Gonna cum just from rubbing your sweet cunt on my leg or do I get to fill you up?" The sentence was punctuated with a deep growl from his chest and Carl nearly fell apart right there.
Everything was a blur after that. He vaguely remembered Negan picking him up and carrying him over to the bed.

At least, he was sure something like that had happened, because he was on the bed now and Negan... fuck. Negan was rutting up into his ass and his pheromones were fucking Carl's senses raw.

Carl was breathless, whining as he felt his wet clothes being peeled down his legs. "N..Neegs." he swallowed and spread his thighs, terrified and wanting to slam them shut when he saw the hungry look on the alpha's face. He was going to be eaten alive.

"What's the problem sweetheart? Trying to keep your pussy tight?" He winked as he threw the clothes behind him onto the floor. "I hate to tell ya but this -" His fingers danced up the inside of Carl's slick soaked thighs and two dipped into the swollen, drooling hole. "- little hole isn't gonna know tight after I'm done fucking it."

It was enough to make Carl arch up but all he could manage was a gasp and his chest started to wrack with relieved sobs as Negan leaned over him and buried his fingers deeper. "Now that's the good shit," the older man rumbled, smirking down at the teen. He was enjoying those sweet tears and the flush on his boys cheeks. It made him so much cuter...if possible.

Carl's breath caught and a pinched whine left him. Negan was already sliding a third finger in and his body was accepting it far too easily; it felt right, so how could it not? He'd managed to open his eye again and he swallowed dryly. "Daddy?" He tried. His voice was hoarse, his head was fuzzy, and he was already lying in a large wet spot of his own making.

Negan looked up, eyes dark now. The sight made Carl's stomach swarm with butterflies. "Yes?" A smartassed smirk was on his lips and it would have been enough to make Carl roll his eye in any other situation.

"Just...just fuck me already. God, please I'm so wet..." He was even more dazed now, head fogging up, leaving him shameless enough to beg. "Fuckin...please- FUCK!"

The fingers were gone, and Carl's knees were being held up, pale thighs spread obscenely open while Negan gave a hungry growl above him. "How could I say no to you, babydoll?"

Another wave of slick rushed out of him and Negan watched hungrily as Carl's scent filled his head up again. Normally he had a bit more control but Carl was something else entirely. He was sure he'd never smelled someone so sweet. It wrapped him in a haze as he pulled his cock out, knot already starting to swell.

This was going to be fun