Dirty Girl

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Based on the song The Good, The Bad and The Dirty by Panic! At The Disco.
This chapter will feature heavy smut so you have been warned!
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Truth is that it was always going to end
This symphony buzzing in my head
Took a market of filth
And sold like summer

The apocalypse didn't just take things from you, it moulded you as a person. Throughout your childhood and early adulthood, you had often been referred to as a goody two shoes. An innocent soul that needed to be protected at all costs. Oh how that changed when all your friends and family were ripped away from you. Now you would act first and ask questions later. You soon gained a reputation in the area for being ruthless, unforgiving and not to be messed with.

This newly found power allowed you to gain better weapons and other important resources like ammo and food. You would willingly trade one or two of your followers with other groups in exchange for supplies. When every mouth matters, why not indulge yourself in the profits of the black market.

True all of the good girls act so good
'Til one of them doesn't wait their turn
Turn the memory to stone
And carve your shoulder
Hey holy roller

When you inevitably crossed paths with Negan you tried to restore the innocent mask you used to wear. Negan was far more powerful than you and you would have no chance in a 1 on 1 fight against him. But you had barely started a conversation with him before he called your bluff.

"I can see straight through that fucking act doll", Negan grinned as he towered over you.

"It was worth a try", you smile. Negan licked his lips slowly and eyed you up and down.

"Simon, load that one up", he pointed at one of your female followers, a mischievous glint in his eye as he eagerly watched to see your reaction.

Without lifting your gaze from his, you lift your gun and shoot the woman straight in the head. Negan grinned widely from ear to ear, "not gonna wait your fucking turn huh doll?", he stepped forward, "haven't seen a girl so desperate for my cock that she killed the fucking competition".

You put your gun back in your belt and glanced at Negan's men, "I always play dirty", a smirk landing on your lips. They were waiting for Negan's cue to take you down. However Negan just continued smiling at you, his body posture indicating he was at ease with you still being armed. Sexual tension filled the air around you both and you slowly walked straight up to him, invading his person space.

"I think we should go somewhere private. Unless you're a fan of public sex that is", you whispered in his ear.

If you wanna start a fight
You better throw the first punch
Make it a good one
And if ya wanna make it through the night
You better say my name like
The good, the bad, and the dirty
Ooh-wah-oh-oh-oh-wah-oh-oh
The good, the bad, and the dirty
Ooh-wah-oh-oh-oh-wah-oh-oh
The good, the bad, and the dirty

You lead Negan into your home. He had ordered his men to keep an eye on your following which didn't bother you in the least, they were all disposable at the end of the day.

You had barely made it through the door when he locked his lips on yours and pinned you against the nearest wall. His left hand held both of your hands above your head. His right hand cupped your ass and held you in place against his body.

"You better make this good", you warned him between kisses.

"I hope you didn't have any plans for tonight", he deepen his kiss and you moaned quietly in reply. "Where's your fucking bed?", he asked between kisses.

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