Mabel walks into the room and moves towards the chair beside a couch. She sits down and waits for her drink, her hands in her lap.
Negan is in the kitchen getting glasses filled with bourbon and ice. He sits down across from her and hands her the glass.
She takes the glass in her small hand and takes a carful sip of the alcohol. It burns her mouth and throat making her cough a little. She isn't used to having cold, alcoholic drinks.
Negan chuckles at her difficulty with the strong liquor. "Baby girl, can't handle her drinks?" Negan teases.
Mabel's core vibrates at the sound of the nickname from Negan. Her cheeks turn pink and her heart skips a beat.
A boost of confidence washes over Mabel and she downs the rest of the liquid in her glass and gently slams it onto the coffee table in front of her, the ice cube slowly spinning.
The alcohol quickly rushes to Mabel's head giving her a head rush in an instant. Her head spins and she sits back criss-cross.
Negan inches closer to Mabel and places his hand on her small thigh. "Are you okay with being my wife, Baby?" He asks gently.
Mabel looks over to him and nods quickly, she has to admit that he is very attractive and sexy.
"I'm glad, I don't stand for rape or forcing women into things they don't want." Negan reassures.
His hand moves up Mabel's thigh and closer to her core, her thigh muscles tighten at the tease and Negan notices, lightly chuckling to himself.
"Are you tired?"he asks. "It's been a long day for you."
"I am." Mabel speaks up.
"Well, let me take you to you're room then." Negan stands up placing his drink on the table.
"Wait Negan." Mabel speaks up against her will. "Can I actually stay here with you?" She asks timidly.
"Of course, Baby-girl." Negan answers, "Come here." He motions her over to the bed. He flicks the light switch off. on his way.
He pulls back the covers and let her climb under first before following her. He tucks her in gently and places a gentle kiss in her forehead.
"Sweet dreams, Babygirl." Negan whispers into her ear before rolling onto his back to sleep.
Mabel opens her eyes to look at the peaceful Negan. His chest slowly rising and falling and his eye lids shuttering from dreams.
She slowly inches towards him and places her arm over his chest to absorb his natural warmth.
Negan feels her arm over his torso and his heart flutters, unlike normal. He hasn't felt like this towards anyone since Lucille...
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The Wife Like No Other
FanfictionA naive, freshly 19 year old girl joins the Sanctuary and is offered by the leader Negan himself to be his wife. She accepts knowing she can't live down there working for points. She's young but Negan is fascinated by her, the way her eyes sparkle...
