Take It Easy [Negan X Harley Quinn]

Twenty Two

Just as Harley was back to her feet, Negan reached for Rick's collar and dragged him towards his RV. 

"Rick and I are gonna have a little chat!" 

Harley kept up behind the two, watching as Rick quickly scrambled in fear before ultimately giving up and accepting his unknown fate.

Negan let go of the man's collar, pointing into the RV without giving Rick any other choices; Harley leaned into the man and waited for him to board the vehicle before following after him, feeling Negan's hand on the small of her back.

The man shut the door after him just as Rick took a timid seat on the couch; he climbed into the driver's seat before calling for his fiancée.

As Harley leaned over Negan's shoulders, he turned and pressed his lips to her ear in a whisper, "Why don't you go loosen up our guest a bit, huh, peach?"

The blonde raised her brows as a small, devious grin lined her lips, "Only for you."

She leaned in, resting her lips against Negan's before slithering her tongue between them with a sated moan.

Harley pulled away as Negan did, making her way back to leader Rick and sitting beside him.  She reached out, curling one of her fingers through the man's damp curls, noticing the spacey gaze in his eyes.

"Ya know, you're kinda cute." She purred, curling his hair further into her finger as Negan started the RV.

Leader Rick sat, catatonic for the most part, mouth agate with his friends' blood splashed across his face.

Harley leaned into the man's gaze, only for his eyes to further distance from reality; the blonde hitched her leg over the man's lap and pressed her hands to his shoulder to sit him back.

Negan glanced back at his fiancée as he drove down the road for miles, his jaw clenching at the sight.

"What's the matter, Rick? Ya don't like my fiancée? She too much for ya?" He asked assertively, his voice filling the entire RV.

Harley looked towards her man, biting her bottom lip as her toes curled, feeling his voice rumble within her.

"I don't think he does, Negan." She pouted at her fiance, taking Rick's hand in hers and tracing her mouth with his fingers. "I think he's afraid I'll bite him."

Harley snapped her teeth at Rick's thumb, which caused the man to flinch. She and Negan shared a chuckle at the man's expense.

"Rick, you afraid of powerful women? I think my girl could chew you up and spit you out."

"Just might." Harley growled lowly.

Negan smirked back at his girl, "Harley...not until later, peach."

He turned back to the road as Harley ran her fingers through Rick's hair, leaning into his face; she dropped his hand to his side, gritting her teeth as she growled at him.

Harley snapped her teeth at the tip of Rick's nose and giggled at his jumping. "Ooh, you seem a bit on edge."

Negan raised his brows as day began to break evenly, leaving a heavy fog on the road; "Hey, peach, why don't you go in and take a break in the bedroom?"    It was less of a suggestion and a slight demand.

Harley didn't waste a moment, sliding from Leader Rick's lap and strolling back to the room before shutting the door behind her.

Negan continued driving until he stopped in a sea of walkers. Harley looked out of the windows, hearing the monsters growl and claw at the RV.

He parked the vehicle then climbed from the driver's seat, back to Rick.

Negan placed a heavy hand on the man's shoulder, " You are mine...The people back there -- they are mine." He pulled the axe that had accompanied Rick from his waistband and held it before his face, "This... This is mine."

Negan grinned evilly at the vastly stoic man before him, then walked towards the door of the RV and force it open. Knocking several walkers down, Negan held the door open wide as he quickly tossed out the axe.

The man then turned to Rick as he slammed the door shut, stifling the deafening growl of walkers.

"Hey Rick. Go get my axe." Negan began, his grin barely diminishing, "Let's be friends."

He watched Rick for a long moment, waiting for the man to move an inch, but he didn't.

He chuckled for a moment, then sighed before Negan picked up Lucille from the table and held her under Rick's chin.

"Get me my axe." Negan grumbled, his grin now turning downward in a hardened scowl. He waited barely a moment before grabbing Rick by the scruff of his neck and throwing out of the RV.

"Get me my axe!" He hollered over the growl of walkers as Rick fell into a sea of them.

The man rested on his back, almost ready to be consumed as Negan produced a shotgun from behind the couch and fired a few shots at the walkers.

Harley looked out of the window as she saw Rick fall from the RV and into the monsters; she was nervous of tearing a hole through her lip as her teeth nibbled at it.

Negan slammed the door shut then made his way to Harley; he sighed heavily before plopping down on the bed and crossing his arms behind his head.

"We got twenty minutes before we gotta go save that fucker...or what's left of him." He muttered with a low scoff.

Harley looked back at her fiancée before climbing onto his lap.

"Ya know what I was thinking..." Harley scrunched her nose playfully as she walked her fingers up Negan's chest.

She straddled closer to Negan's waist, licking her bottom lip as she wiggled her hips coyly.

"Hot damn." Negan grinned up at his girl as she began to peel off her shirt. "Ain't you just a bee to honey?"

Harley grinned down at Negan as she threw her top down and started to unbutton her pants.

"Maybe..." She coyly drew out, reaching for Negan's rough hand and tickling his fingers down the center of her body.

Negan chuckled lightly, watching his girl lead his fingers down her soft, porcelain skin.

"Twenty minutes, puddin'." Harley reminded him, feeling the bulge in his pants harden the closer his fingers got to her navel.

Negan growled as he sat up on his elbows, debating on whether to plunge his fingers inside Harley or turn her over on the bed.

He watched as his fingers circled Harley's navel once, twice; the feeling of Negan's fingertips against her stomach made a shiver shoot down his body.

"Big bad Negan ain't all he's cracked up to be?" Harley teased down at her man, wiggling her hips against him again.

Negan held back a groan at the feeling, pulling his hand from Harley's stomach and reaching for the back of her neck. He pulled her forward, grazing his teeth along her skin before hitching a leg up and flipping Harley on her back.

"I'll show you big and bad." He grunted, sinking his teeth into her porcelain skin.

Harley trilled as she held onto Negan's wrist, bring her leg up Negan's side with a wanting moan.