Take It Easy [Negan X Harley Quinn]

Fourteen

Harley felt warmth grow up her back as she draped her arms over Negan's shoulders and she wiggled her hips. The gruff man grinned, his eyes fluttering as a moan staggered out with is breath; Negan pointed his nose towards the ceiling as his eyes shut, holding onto the feeling of Harley around his member.

She pulled herself close to him with a groan, her skin crawling with pleasure until she found herself convulsing in it. Harley's nails dug into Negan's back harshly, gently piercing his skin which caused him to wince.

Still, he didn't stop, never relenting from his pace as he curled an arm around Harley's waist and turned her on her back. The blonde girl breathed out a moan as one of her legs curled up Negan's thigh and pulled him closer, her body slowly exploding with ecstasy.

Harley put her fingers through Negan's hair, bracing his chin against her shoulder as she howled in low pleasure over his shoulder while her eyes struggled to stay open. In a light pant, she tongued the gruff man's ear before urging Negan in a whisper, "D-don't stop."

Negan raised his head to look down at Harley and her reddened cheeks; without saying a word, he hiked the girl's leg further up to his waist and angled himself deeper. Harley clawed her nails into Negan's chest before throwing her head back in a pleased howl.

Negan chuckled evilly as his teeth lined the girl's throat, thrusting deeper into her until she quivered out a second orgasm.

In the aftermath, Harley rested her head over the edge of the bed, playing with strands of her hair as she caught her breath. Her skin was damp and crawling as Negan sat up, kneading her small foot with gentility.

"Done put you through the ringer." He smirked, his hands gliding up to her calf as he rested her heel on his shoulder.

"Completely worth it." She hummed, sitting up to see the red marks across Negan's burly chest and bite indentions on his clavicle.

Negan chuckled lightly, watching the girl before him chew on her bottom lip as she continued to play with her hair. He kept a keen eye on her, intrigued by Harley, until the door opened.

Quickly, the man draped a sheet over Harley's bare body before barking, "What?"

Fat Joey kept his eyes forward, even as Harley started to toy with the pleat in his jeans.

"Joseph! What?" Negan growled as Joey's eyes glanced down to ogle Harley's ample breasts.

"Uh...Dwight's...he's seizing. Where'd you want Sherry?" He asked, averting his eyes from Negan's girl.

"Put a damn wallet in his mouth, put her in the factory and get out." Negan ordered, pressing his thumbs a little too hard into Harley's foot.

She winced as she stretched her arms over her head, wiggling her hips at the same time.

"Sorry, kiddo." Negan soothed, leaning in to kiss her ankle.

"Don't be." She purred, looking up at the man.

He smiled genuinely at her then gave Joey a stern glare, "Ya gonna stand there and eye hump my girl? Get out."

Harley giggled as she sat up and curled her arms around Negan's neck; she kicked her foot from the man's hold and licked at his jaw.

"Your girl, and don't you forget it." She grumbled lowly.